The Marvey Chronicles [30/31]
Title: The Marvey Chronicles
Pairing: Harvey Specter/Mike Ross
Other characters: Almost everyone who has been in the story
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 5,415
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters.
Warning: none
Summary: The Pearson-Hardman employees fangirl over Harvey/Mike.
Author's note: The wedding chapter is getting way too long so I'm cutting it into two! D: The next chapter should be up in two days!
Previously in ‘The Marvey Chronicles’…
Harvey had hidden five possible engagement rings in the condo and had let Mike find them in a treasure hunt. Then he had got down on one knee and had asked Mike if he would like to share his long and prosperous life. Mike had said yes and had held an autograph session the next day to distribute his new business cards that read ‘Mike Specter.’ Already too excited to get Mike’s business card, The Marveyed had suffered a happy panic attack when Harvey had come by to check on his ‘fiancé’.
Step 10: The Specters (Project 'Eternal love')
Nine months later…
“Emma, where are the flowers already? They were supposed to be here ten minutes ago.” Norma looked down at her watch with a deep frown.
“Traffic…” The member in charge of the flowers put on her cutest smile so that the wedding planner wouldn’t stab her with the cake knife and throw her into the woods, leaving her to be consumed by wild animals.
“Traffic? Why would there be any traffic this early in such a perfect weather? What’s their ETA?”
“They’re still seven minutes out.”
“Seven minutes??” Norma’s roar shook the ground.
“I’ll call them again and make it five…” Emma took a step back and put some distance between the bearlike woman and herself.
“Make it four. And, report to me as soon as you have them in sight.” Norma clicked her tongue and moved onto the next order of business. She was currently running point at Harvey’s summer condo in East Hampton which was going to be used as the venue for the wedding. The ceremony was to be held in the beautiful front yard, followed by the reception inside the condo.
Harvey had given her and Donna a generous budget to work with, and she had learned how to communicate with the redhead in a non-violent way. It hadn’t been easy but she had done it and was so damn proud of herself. Now if only other people could learn how to read time and make her proud of them…
Meanwhile, the redheaded co-wedding planner was checking on the food. She was grateful that Harvey and Mike had decided to get married in September since there were fewer worries about the food going bad. They had prepared a lovely buffet which would suit all palates, even Louis’ who had threatened to miss the wedding if he didn’t like the food list. Mike hadn’t minded Louis not being present, but Harvey had insisted that the best way to put him back in his place was to make him witness one of his happiest moments.
Beep.
“Donna, you need to come here! I think Mike’s losing it!” Rachel’s frantic voice came through the earpiece.
“He’s getting cold feet? That’s perfectly normal. Just tell him everything’s going to be okay and make sure he doesn’t run.”
“Oh, it’s cold feet alright, but it’s not exactly because he’s getting married…”
“What do you mean?” Donna’s eyebrows shot up to the sky.
“He took one look at the guest list and started hyperventilating!”
“You let him look at the guest list? What were you thinking?”
“I thought it would be better for him to hyperventilate now than in front of everyone later! Are you coming or not? Mike! Stop shaking your leg and breathe!”
“I’m on my way.” Donna hurried inside as quickly as her tight dress and high heels would allow her.
The moment she opened the door to the room, her eyes caught the pretty groom sitting on a chair, breathing into a brown paper bag. His face was pale and his eyes were wide with panic. Forcing the lower part of her dress to stretch as much as possible, she rushed to Mike’s side, put a soothing hand on the back of his neck, and started to knead the tense muscles. “Sweetheart, there’s nothing to worry about. They’re just people. You have to remember that.”
Mike put down the paper bag and looked up with shaky eyes. “Uh, Donna, I don’t know which planet you’re from, but Michael Jordan, George Clooney, and Madonna are definitely not people. They never were! They’re gods! At least demi-gods! They were born on an unknown planet and have come to grace the Earth! How generous of them… I wonder if their lawyers agreed with their decisions though. Our world can be very dangerous sometimes.”
“Mike, Harvey is their lawyer. That’s why they’re here. Besides, you’re already marrying a god. Why would you be freaking out to see some of his fellow gods? They’re not here to punish you with thunder and lightning. They’re here to bless you.”
“You’re right. I’m marrying a god! Oh, god… I mean actual god, not Harvey! Not that Harvey isn’t a god! But oh god… I’m going to pass out.”
“No, you’re not.” Donna said firmly as she took off her necklace before putting her hand back on Mike’s neck.
“I’m not…? But I really feel like I’m going to.”
“You’re not going to pass out, my dear. What you’re going to do is look at this pendant and concentrate. Nothing’s wrong in the world and you feel at peace. You are happy and relaxed. You are going to enjoy the beautiful wedding that we’ve prepared for you, and you will marry the love of your life who’s absolutely crazy about you.” Donna paused to see if she had to continue, but Mike seemed to have calmed down instantly.
“Did you just hypnotize him?” Rachel asked incredulously. “Isn’t that a little… wrong?”
Donna smiled while tracing the lines of Rachel’s face with her sharp fingernails. “I love you, Rachel, but if you even breathe about this to Harvey, I’m going to feed your beautiful face to the wolves.”
Rachel knew that Donna didn’t really mean it, but just in case she did, she put on a bright face and pinched Mike’s cheek. “Oh, look at you, Mikey. So calm and composed. You look ready to get married!”
Donna snorted at the terrible acting. Sadly, some people weren’t born with talent like hers.
“Don’t worry. He’ll snap out of it in a few minutes.” She whispered while keeping an eye on Mike who was fixing the cufflinks on his tuxedo. “And, he won’t suffer any memory loss, so he’s going to remember all of this just fine. I’m just trying to give his brain a little time to rest.”
“Oh, that’s great then.” Rachel let out a sigh of relief. As his best friend and best woman, she didn’t want Mike to have pieces of memory missing on one of the most wonderful days of his life.
“I’m offended you even thought I’d do something awful to him.” Donna crossed her arms but kept a smile on her face which only grew wider when Rachel mirrored the smile.
“Donna, can I go see Harvey?” Mike’s question got the women’s attention. “I know it’s bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding, but does that apply to us too? We’re both grooms.”
“Aww, sweetie, you can go see him any time you want. He’d be happy to see you. There’s no such thing as bad luck when there’s no bridezilla involved.” Donna gave him a fond smile and instructed into the earpiece. “Stand on guard. The black swan is leaving the nest.”
“Whoa, I get to be Natalie Portman? Cool!” Mike chuckled as he got up from the chair. He felt much more light-hearted than a few minutes ago. “But why black swan? I thought I’d be the puppy or the eagle. In movies, it’s always the eagle.”
Donna laughed while Rachel opened the door and checked if the hallway was clear. “Because black swans are known to be happily monogamous. And, one-quarter of the pairings are homosexual.”
“Oh, I didn’t know that. What’s Harvey then?”
“He’s the black vulture. He’s never going to cheat on you and he’s always going to look out for you. We thought about going with big penguin and small penguin…” Donna gestured at Mike’s tuxedo. “But we thought you two strutted better than a pair of penguins.”
Mike giggled before strutting towards the door. His security detail was consisted of two male and two female members of The Marveyed who were acting like overzealous bodyguards. Mike wondered why they were looking around so dramatically when there was nobody else in the hallway. Perhaps they couldn’t see well through their pitch-black sunglasses. “Uh, what’s the potential threat here?”
“Sorry, Mike. We are under strict orders not to discuss any troubling factors with you.” Gregory did his best to sound like Kevin Costner.
“But don’t worry. We’ve got every possible angle covered.” Harold reassured him with his Harvey wig on. The senior partner had told him that he wasn’t allowed to wear it in the office, but since he wasn’t in the office, he was perfectly within his rights to sport his wonderful hairdo.
“Great then. How do I look though? Rachel helped me with the bow tie but I’m not sure if it meets Harvey’s criteria.”
“Lovely!”, “Stunning!”, “Dashing!”, “Delicious!” were the answers that he got, so Mike knocked on Harvey’s door with great confidence.
“Hey, look who’s come to see you, cub.” Harvey’s mother, Sue, opened the door. “The only male creature in the Galaxy that’s willing to sleep with your ego, that’s almost the size of the Galaxy. What a gigantic size queen.” She quickly fixed Mike’s bow tie before giving him a wink and sending him in.
“Hey, sweetheart.” Harvey greeted Mike with a word that rolled off his tongue as soon as his mother and brother left the room. Apparently, nine months had been long enough for him to get comfortable using a term of endearment.
“Hey.” Mike beamed as he fit into Harvey’s arms. Whatever anxieties that he had felt before were promptly washed away by Harvey’s caresses, and he hoped that he could do the same for his man.
“How are you feeling? Don’t tell me you’ve come to give me the heads up that you’re running away with one of the guests.” Harvey pulled back a little to see his fiancé’s beautiful eyes.
“Well, you see, I met this incredibly handsome werewolf in the back yard just a few minutes ago…” Mike said with a straight face.
“Is that so?”
“Mm-hmm.”
“Is that werewolf capable of taking you to Paris and Oslo for two full weeks? In a private jet? Staying in five-star hotels with beds that would never break?”
“No.” Mike laughed as his heart skipped a beat at the mention of their honeymoon.
“Then is he capable of kissing you like this?” Harvey pulled Mike closer and covered his lips with his own.
Mike tried his best not to wrinkle Harvey’s tuxedo as he kissed back with love. It never ceased to amaze him how perfect Harvey was for him in more ways than he could possibly explain.
“So?” Harvey ended the kiss before he would want to forget about the wedding and rip the tuxedo off his man.
“Huh? So what?” Mike had completely forgotten the question and Harvey was pleased.
“So you’re staying with me.” He gave Mike a kiss on the nose as a reward.
“Ah, Harvey, can you believe we’re really doing this? This is amazing! You are amazing!” Mike looked at his man with adoring eyes.
Harvey shook his head with a dazzling smile. “No, Mike. We are amazing.”
Mike’s smile almost blinded the great lawyer who got a very tight hug as his own reward. He had apparently said the right thing, as always.
Knock-knock.
“Sorry to bother you lovebirds, but Mike’s grandmother is here.” Donna barely managed to step aside before Mike flew past her out of the room. Then she snorted at her boss who had walked up to the full-length mirror to fix his appearance. He had a pouty look on his face.
“Harvey, you can’t possibly be jealous of his grandmother.” She couldn’t keep the laughter out of her voice.
“You’re getting the wrong idea, Donna.” Harvey focused on making sure that he looked as marriageable as before the kiss.
“Am I really?” Donna decided to cut him some slack by not waiting for an answer and produced an envelope out of her purse.
“Don’t tell me you already wrote yourself a big, fat bonus check.” Harvey eyed the envelope through the mirror before turning around and taking it from her fingers.
“Should I feel insulted that you think I’m that predictable?”
Harvey chose to find the answer himself as he checked the contents of the envelope. There was a key and a note with an address scribbled on it.
“This address looks familiar.” He tilted his head to think about the reason.
“That’s because Vanessa found out I hid Benjamin, the IT guy, in that safe house. Well, since she managed to find it, maybe it’s not as safe as it sounds, but she’s one of the best P.Is out there.” Donna explained with a nonchalant shrug.
“And, you’re giving me a key to this not very safe house, why?”
“Because you now have a family to protect.” Donna smiled brightly. “It’s yours now. Consider it a wedding gift.”
“Should I feel insulted that you think I have more enemies than you? Who doesn’t like me?” Harvey grinned.
“Harvey, I got that safe house years ago and we’ve been very fortunate that we didn’t need it so far. But great people can always get pulled into nasty business, and it wouldn’t hurt to have a place to stay low for a while.”
“Donna, calling me great isn’t going to increase the sum of your bonus. I already know I’m great and I’ve apparently paid you enough to get a house.”
“I wasn’t talking about you. I was talking about Mike.” Donna’s eyes glistened with mischievous joy. “What? He’s going to be a senior associate by the end of the year! With his own office and assistant! There’s already intense competition going on among the temps to work for him, and I think Cameron will come out on top. He’s adorable and uses a color-coded filing system, you know.”
Harvey was reluctant to picture Mike working with an adorable guy all day, but as long as he could keep Donna to himself, he would have to live with it. Donna was the one thing that he wouldn’t give anyone, even to Mike.
“Well, I’d love to stay and paint you vivid pictures of Mike’s future in his professional life, but I have to go and check on about fifty things for his personal life.” Donna put a warm hand on her friend’s arm and headed towards the door.
“Donna?”
“Yes?” She turned around.
“Thanks. And, just so you know, you’re my family too.”
Donna gave him a pleased nod before leaving the groom alone. Now that Mike’s grandmother had arrived, they could get started soon.
“Harvey, I’m nervous. Again.” Mike confessed as he kept shifting his weight from one leg to the other. He was standing on the porch of the condo, waiting for the band to play Wagner’s ‘Wedding March’ so that he and Harvey could walk down the aisle. Since there was no bride in this wedding, they had decided to enter with each other’s company.
“It’s okay. I’m nervous too.”
Mike’s eyes shot up to Harvey’s face. He hadn’t expected him to admit it so casually.
Harvey took Mike’s hands and gave them a gentle squeeze. “Listen to me. We wouldn’t be able to screw things up even if we wanted to. I bet those two women have seven contingency plans for everything we could possibly screw up.”
“That is true.” Mike couldn’t help but agree. If there were any superheroes in the world of wedding planning, he had no doubt that they would look exactly like Norma and Donna. He had thought that nine months would be more than enough to plan a wedding (even babies were made and born in nine months!), but from what he could tell, the wedding planning committee had been running on a tight schedule.
“Do you have the vow?”
Harvey’s voice brought Mike out of his thinking bubble. He let go of Harvey’s hands and checked his inside breast pocket. “Yes.”
“And, you still love me?”
Mike laughed. “Yes!”
“Good. Then we’re good to go. Just follow my lead and we’ll be fine.”
“I can do that.”
“I know you can.” Harvey pressed his lips against Mike’s forehead and smiled when the music started in time. He held out his right arm and when Mike took it, they proceeded to give the world their very best struts.
“Oh, Donna, he’s all grown up… I didn’t think I’d see this day! I can think of so many perfect songs for this moment. Harvey would’ve loved to hear them!” Ray held onto Donna’s arm with one hand and onto a tissue with the other. He had hoped that his kind boss would find someone for himself, for such a long time. There had been moments when he thought that it wasn’t going to happen, but here he was today, sitting in the front row of his wedding. Ray considered himself a man of steel, but he couldn’t think of a better occasion to shed some tears of joy.
Margaret was dabbing her eyes with a Kleenex as well, overwhelmed by the sight of the couple walking down the aisle. The whole fan club except for Jessica, Donna and Ray were seated at Mike’s side while Harvey’s clients and admirers had nicely filled his.
“Uh, I hate to tell you, dear, but you have panda eyes.” Claire pointed a judging finger at her colleague’s eyes while batting her neat ones. There was a reason why she invested in top-quality tsunamiproof eyeliners. Marvey tended to give her so many feelings that it was impossible to live without strong cosmetic support.
Margaret let out a gasp of shock when she spotted a black smudge on her Kleenex. This was infuriating. “Oh my god, they said it was triple waterproof! They lied to me! I am going to sue their sorry asses!”
While the other guests greeted the happy couple with warm applause, Harvey and Mike made it to the front of the aisle. Harvey noticed that there were three seats in the front row that were occupied by picture frames; one of his late father and two of Mike’s late parents. He felt Mike flinch and grab his arm harder. How he wished that he could come up with the right words to make him feel better… Thankfully, they had been having success in non-verbal communication, so he put his left hand on top of Mike’s and caressed it as soothingly as he could.
“She’s all I’ve got.”
Harvey understood that Mike was talking about his grandmother who was looking at them with a bittersweet smile.
“I disagree, puppy. You have me too. We’re doing this so I can legally be part of your family.” Harvey was aware that there was a huge microphone in front of them, but he didn’t mind everyone else hearing him as long as Mike felt less lonely.
“You’re right. This is all legal! Under the Marriage Equality Act!” Then Mike started to gabble about how the law had come to see the light of day as he stood in a world where only he and Harvey existed.
Harvey chuckled as he listened to Mike’s passionate explanation. He was glad that he was marrying a lawyer. Otherwise, his emphasis on legality wouldn’t have had such a strong effect.
When Mike was done pouring out information, the judge who had been asked to officiate the wedding cleared his throat. “Can we please have a round of applause for the younger groom? He has kindly reminded us about how we were able to gather here today.”
Harvey watched with amusement as color rose to Mike’s cheeks. Even when Mike got over the embarrassment and waited for the judge to speak, he couldn’t stop looking at him. The man was lovable in more ways than he could explain, and he couldn’t wrap his brain around the idea that Mike chose to be with him for the rest of his life.
After the judge cleared his throat twice to get Harvey’s attention, he proceeded to deliver his words of blessing. “We are all gathered here on this beautiful day…”
Deb was one of The Marveyed who was sitting in the last row because she had got the lowest score on the mental strength test. She had gone through a vigorous training program, but it wasn’t her fault that her heartbeat wouldn’t drop to a safe level whenever Norma showed her a picture of Marvey smiling at each other. Much to her delight, her seat still gave her a fantastic view of the ceremony since she had her binoculars.
Next to her sat Elizabeth who couldn’t stop hiccupping to save her life. It was a newfound habit that she had picked up when she had acquired Mike’s new business card. She had been hiccupping then, and she had hiccupped through all the Marvey moments ever since. Today was no exception and she was doing her best to muffle the sounds into her Mike handkerchief.
The judge, who was going out of his way to keep Harvey interested by throwing in relevant legal clauses, was the judge who had met the two lawyers in one of their earliest cases. To prove a point, Harvey had used an example in which he might be sexually harassing his court security guard, Herman. Surprisingly, while speaking to Herman in his chambers, he had found out that the guard actually wanted to be sexually harassed by him. Since then, the two of them had been going out, and he found himself often thanking the man who had brought them together.
“Since the older groom can’t give a rat’s ass about what I have to say, let me stop here and let them exchange their vows.” The judge’s words caused a ripple of laughter among the guests while Harvey put up an innocent face under Mike’s soft glare.
“You want me to go first?” Harvey asked and saw Mike nod his pretty head. The vow was one of the few things that he had to get involved in. His vow had gotten rejected as many as three times before Norma gave him her seal of approval.
Harvey looked into Mike’s expectant eyes and started to read his vow. “Mike, I’ve stood next to you in front of a judge many times before, but never have I thought I’d be standing in the same spot with a completely different agenda in mind. I’m not here today to convince the jury or the judge. I’m here to convince you to swear under oath that you will keep treating me just like you always have. I want you to show me the same amount of loyalty, trust, and affection as before. I want you to tell me when something’s wrong and challenge me when you think I’m doing the wrong thing. I want you to be by my side both in joy and sorrow. I am so proud of all that is you, Mike, and I celebrate you each and every moment. When life points a gun to our heads, I promise to go through all of the 146 ways to save our marriage. I love you, Mike. And, I’m honored to be standing in this very spot to build a winning future with you.”
It took Rachel 0.16 seconds to hand Mike a particularly soft tissue for his delicate eyes and an additional 0.24 seconds to give him a bottle of imported water to help him clear his throat. Intensive training was clearly paying off.
Mike thanked his best woman with a smile and collected himself. Such lovely words had landed on his heart, making him feel more nervous than when he had first cheated on LSAT or when he had walked into the Chilton Hotel to make his debut as a drug dealer.
Encouraged by Harvey’s nod, Rachel’s fist pump, and Norma’s glare, he took a deep breath and read his vow. “Harvey, when you hired me as your associate, a part of me was hoping that ‘associate’ would be a code for ‘secret boyfriend’. It was just a silly idea but look how far we’ve come. I think we can thank many people for that.”
Chuckling at the squeals and wolf whistles, he carried on with more confidence. “Many people go to work with a long face, but nothing has been more exciting for me than to wake up every morning and go work for you. You have taught me so much and have looked out for me as a mentor, friend, and a partner. You’ve helped me make better decisions in life, and here I am, making the best decision I’ve ever made. Harvey, there’s no one in this world that I trust more than you, and I can’t wait to go on even more exciting adventures with you. I vow to treat you with the utmost love and respect. I vow to never take your attention for granted, and I vow to keep our marriage intact against all odds. You’re everything to me, Harvey, and I’m going to cherish this feeling for the rest of my life.”
After the wails of joy and jealousy had reached a tolerable level, the judge spoke again. “Those were meaningful vows, gentlemen. Now, with those vows in mind, you may exchange the rings.”
Harvey’s younger brother and Rachel handed the rings over to Harvey and Mike respectively. Harvey took Mike’s ring and smiled at the words that were engraved inside; semper eadem. He had let Mike choose the words and his partner, who knew how to be content with the things that he had, wished for things to remain the same.
“Excellent choice, puppy.” He kissed Mike’s hand and placed the ring on his left ring finger.
“I’m glad you like it.” Mike gave the love of his life a huge grin before settling the slightly bigger ring on Harvey’s finger. The platinum rings were custom-made with two navy blue lines at the base. The lower, thicker line represented Harvey while the higher, thinner line stood for himself. The lines ran a close parallel all around the ring, and Mike liked to think that it was a show of their matching steps.
Harvey took both of Mike’s hands as the judge went through his final duties. “Harvey Reginald Specter, do you take this breathtaking, young man to be your lawfully wedded husband?”
“I do.” He spoke with conviction.
“Michael James Ross, do you take this grumpy, old man to be your lawfully wedded husband?”
Harvey glared at the judge half in fun but soon found himself satisfied again as the solemn vow left his groom’s lips. “I do.”
“Very well then. By the power vested in me by the state of New York, I now pronounce you husband and husband. You may kiss the happy groom!”
As the guests’ blessing came in forms of rapturous applause and gross sobbing, Harvey wrapped an arm around Mike’s waist and cupped a hand around his face. Enchanted by Mike’s dazzling smile, he pulled his husband into a kiss that finalized the legal procedure of the wedding. They were officially married now and it felt awesome.
With Mendelssohn’s ‘Wedding March’ playing in the background, the newlyweds made their way back to the condo, taking their time to thank the guests who were sitting the closest to the aisle. Mike shook hands with various members of the fan club, realizing that he had more of a family than Harvey and his grandmother. He had all these people who loved him for who he was and who wouldn’t hesitate to help him out if he were in trouble.
Irene was one of the lucky ones who got the honor to shake Mike’s hand. She had aced all of her handshaking tests and had mastered the art of acting sanely in the close presence of a gorgeous man. Luckily, she only needed to keep up the act for a few seconds.
“Thanks for coming.” Mike held out his hand with a smile.
“You’re welcome! And, congratulations!” Trying to remember Donna’s acting lessons, she carefully held Mike’s hand and shook it. Her instincts were screaming to forget about lessons or how scary Harvey could be and jump the guy, but she fought them tooth and nail. She was too young to die and it wasn’t like she would be able to rest in peace when there was so much Marveyness on Earth.
Waiting for her turn, Logan saw her life flash before her eyes. This past year had definitely been one of the best years of her life, if not the best. The Marveyed wasn’t just a fan club to her; it was another family. Thanks to her fellow members, she couldn’t remember the last time that she had felt particularly lonely. She had plenty of friends to hang out with and got daily confirmation that true love still existed in the form of Marvey. Perhaps, someday, she could find someone to share such love with.
“Thank you so much for everything.” Mike was grateful for all the help that he had got for the wedding.
“No problem!” She gave him her least creepy smile that she had practiced in front of the mirror for months and shook his adorable hand. She wanted to hang onto the hand for as long as she could but she didn’t want to die a gruesome death. Norma had made it very clear what would happen if anyone dared to trouble one of the boys. So she let go of Mike’s hand and wished him all the happiness in the world. He deserved it and she couldn’t be happier to see him shine so brightly on a beautiful day like this.
Once they reached the master bedroom upstairs to get some rest, Mike flopped down onto the bed and closed his eyes. Now he understood why newlyweds needed to go on a honeymoon. He couldn’t begin to think about going back to work after such an emotional day.
“Get up, Mike.” Harvey locked the door and took off his shoes.
Mike didn’t bother to open his eyes. “Harvey, Donna gave us thirty minutes before barging in with the hair and makeup crew. We still have twenty-nine minutes.”
“My point exactly. Get up and lose the tux.”
“Just ten minutes, hubby. I’ll get changed in ten minutes.” Mike pressed his face into one of the pillows and made a happy sound.
“What did you just say to me?” Harvey came closer to the bed as he got rid of his jacket and bow tie.
“That I’ll be up in ten. Please, Harvey, I really need a power nap.”
“No, before that. You called me your husband.” Harvey started to get out of his shirt as fast as he could.
“I did? Are you proud I’m adapting so quickly?” With his eyes still closed, Mike reached out with grabby hands, hoping to catch a piece of Harvey.
“I am. And, I expect you to show the same pace of adaptation when I finally rip that tux off your body.”
Before Mike could open his mouth and ask if he was allowed to keep his eyes closed, Harvey was on top of him, kissing him and stripping him in a scarily efficient manner.
“Oh wow, this whole marriage thing must really turn you on. I thought it was usually the opposite.” Mike mumbled as he opened his eyes and tried to get rid of his husband’s pants.
“You’re officially mine now. What could turn me on more than that?” Harvey threw Mike’s boxers over his shoulder and kissed him again. Mike’s nap would have to wait since he had already waited long enough to get his hands on his skin.
“Okay, first married sex. I can get behind that. Right behind it and all up in front of it.” Mike dropped the idea of napping and wrapped his arms around Harvey’s shoulders. The warm lips felt too good on his neck and he could always find time to sleep once they were on their way to paradise.
To be continued…