The world's finest treasure [5/?]

[flamyshine]

Title: The world’s finest treasure
Pairing: Harvey Specter/Mike Ross
Rating: R (nothing explicit)
Word count: 4,680
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters.
Warning: I would warn for molestation, but I suppose that you can't really molest the willing!
Summary: Harvey sits down with a piece of cloth to polish the hideous lamp.
Author’s note: Originally written for suits_meme. The prompt was ‘Harvey somehow acquired Mike-the-Genie.’




Two weeks had passed since Mike had become Harvey’s trainee associate. Mike worked diligently and Harvey found himself using every opportunity to mentor him. Mike absorbed information without much prejudice and had a good sense of logic that would help him put the pieces together in a complex case. Harvey was convinced that Mike would make a great lawyer one day; one that would make him very proud.

Truth be told, Harvey had been a little worried and guilty about making Mike his associate even though genies existed to grant people’s wishes. But much to his relief, Mike seemed to enjoy learning new things and thrive on helping people in need.

“Hey, did you know that Gabby makes some mean apple pies?” Mike asked one evening while he was spread on the couch with a file in his hands.

“How do you know that?” Harvey wanted to ask ‘Why does it matter?’ or ‘How is that related to the case?’ but he didn’t want the bright color in Mike’s eyes to fade in disappointment.

“She runs a cooking blog! I only drink liquids so I have no interest in pies, but you might want to ask her for a pie if you win the case.”

“Excuse me. If I win the case? You mean when. I always win, Mike, always. I never go to trial if I cannot win. That’s the first thing you should know about me as my associate.”

“Yes, master.”

Mike licked his lips for no good reason (as far as Harvey was concerned) and Harvey realized that Mike had been using the word ‘master’ more and more often. He knew that he had to put an end to it but it felt so damn good when Mike called him master. He felt powerless about how fast Mike was finding out his psychological weak spots. That was another reason why he refused to cross the line with his associate. If he let Mike find his physical weak spots as well, he didn’t think that he would ever get over the beautiful creature.

Harvey was planning to set Mike free at some point and he had to face the possibility that Mike might not choose to grow old with him even if he turned into a human being. It might look like he was all over Harvey, but Harvey believed that it was only because Mike didn’t know anyone else other than him. If he got a chance to explore the world on his own, he doubted that he would still be Mike’s number one choice.

During the past two weeks, Harvey would rub the lamp in the morning before going to work and set Mike up in his study. (On the days that Harvey’s housekeeper came by, Mike worked at his own place beyond the lamp.) Mike worked with the laptop that Harvey had bought him, wearing his spring suits and feeling important. The suit was comfortable but Mike thought that it was ridiculous to wear a suit while working in an empty house, so he took it off as soon as Harvey left for work. Harvey called a few times a day to check on his work and give him further instructions but since they talked on the phone, there was no way that Harvey could tell that Mike was nude. The trick worked fine until one day when Harvey came back for a file.

Beep-beep.

Mike jumped in Harvey’s chair at the sound of someone accessing the keypad of the front door. ‘Did Harvey leave something behind? But he never leaves anything behind! Then who is it? It can’t be the housekeeper. She already came by yesterday.’

Mike’s imagination ran free and he came up with all kinds of scenarios in a split second. ‘Oh gosh, what if someone’s pointing a gun to Harvey’s head and forcing him to open the door? Or does the doorman want to steal something valuable? But I thought he was loyal! He’s the one who helped me pass the drug test! He must’ve got the password while helping Harvey carry something upstairs. Oh, why couldn’t Harvey be more careful? He should totally wish for more prudence!’

The door opened and Mike could hear a man quickly approaching the study.

‘Oh my god, why is he coming straight to this room? Maybe someone found out that I’m here!’

Terrified of getting stolen by some nasty thieves, Mike rushed into the lamp and only left his eyes out to see the perpetrator’s face in case he needed to identify him.

“Mike?” Harvey looked at the familiar pair of eyes poking out of the lamp. “What are you doing in there?”

Then his eyes shot down to the floor where his associate’s suit was lying carelessly. “Let me ask you again. What are you doing in there naked?”

Harvey relished the fact that Mike couldn’t say anything smart to his face because there was no mouth outside the lamp.

“I thought you were a thief!” Mike pulled his torso out of the lamp and shivered with delight when his master’s eyes raked over his body.

“Why would you think I was a thief? You think a thief would know the twelve-digit password?”

“You have a twelve-digit password? I thought it was six or something.”

“I changed it when I upgraded the security system last week.”

Mike couldn’t help but give Harvey a wide smile. He thought about how Harvey had wanted to go full force into the state-of-the-art technology to keep him safe. Mike had insisted that since Neal had wished him to be safe, he would be fine without any of the awfully expensive equipments but Harvey wouldn’t listen to him. So Mike had changed tactics and had talked Harvey into getting simple yet efficient upgrades of the system that he already had in the house. He had told him that having a keypad that recognized the owner’s iris on the front door would only look suspicious and draw unwanted attention. Besides, the housekeeper would need Harvey’s left eye twice a week just to get past the first layer of security.

In the end, Harvey had begrudgingly settled with upgrading the front door keypad and the motion sensor in the living room. He had also installed blinds and curtains on his glass walls and windows so that nobody would get a peep at what was going on inside the house. Harvey’s walls were already bulletproof and he had made it very clear to the doorman that he would never have any visitors except for the housekeeper.

‘Oh, how protective he is over me.’ Mike smiled happily. If he got into trouble, he could simply hide inside the lamp but it felt nice to have someone who was fiercely protective of him.

“Hey, stop woolgathering, puppy. You never answered my question. Why aren’t you wearing the suit?” Harvey asked as he pulled out the file that he needed from the bookshelf.

“Because…” Mike couldn’t think of a reason that could pass Harvey’s innate lie detector.

“Put it back on, Mike. Wearing the right suit is part of the job. I’ll check on you at random times to see if you’re wearing it.”

“And, how are you going to do that?”

Mike got his answer when Harvey called him on Skype that afternoon.

“I can’t believe you really called on the computer to check if I’m wearing the suit!” The genie gasped as soon as he clicked on the button to answer the call.

“What can I say? I’m a man of my words. Besides, I had another reason to call you.” Harvey flipped through the file that he had on his desk.

“Like what? You couldn’t wait to see my face till you came back home?” Mike grinned knowingly.

“Don’t be ridiculous, Mike. You’re a lawyer now. You’re supposed to reach plausible conclusions.”

“Oh, I think this conclusion’s much closer to the truth than the simple lapse of judgment I made this morning.”

“You call that a simple lapse of judgment? The owner of the house and a thief are at the opposite ends of the spectrum, puppy.”

“Woof!” Mike made a barking sound to distract Harvey from the current topic.

“Very funny, Mike. Now pay attention so I can teach you how to file a subpoena. If you learn it quickly, I might even give you a reward.”

“A reward? Do I get a searing kiss that would melt all summers?” Mike had to ask even though he knew that it was the wrong answer. He had tried to get more intimate with his boss a few times but whenever he did, Harvey had just ordered him to go back inside the lamp.

“Nope. But I’ll take you to court and let you witness my greatness.”

Mike’s jaw dropped and Harvey was worried that the genie might not feel ready to leave the house. Caffrey had written in his notes that he had taken Mike to various places but maybe it was too early.

“That’s awesome! When is this happening? I need to mark it on my calendar!”

Harvey let out a small sigh of relief. “When you can file a subpoena even in your sleep. So are you ready to learn?”

“Yes, I’m ready! Teach me, Sensei!”

Mike paid great attention to Harvey’s explanation, and the eagerness of his pupil drove Harvey to teach him how to file all kinds of documents.

The day that Harvey put the lamp in his biggest briefcase and left the house, Mike was standing by inside the lamp, wearing his best suit. He was only going to observe how Harvey worked his magic in the safety of the briefcase, but he still felt nervous about facing the outside world.

“Don’t worry, puppy. As long as you stay inside there, nothing’s going to happen to you.” Harvey reassured him as soon as he got inside the town car and pressed the button to get the partition up.

Mike let his face out of the lamp. “Oh, that’s not what I’m worried about. I’m worried that you might get performance anxiety because I’ll be watching your every move.”

Harvey laughed and patted Mike on the head. “I’m glad that you have enough peace of mind to make a joke.”

“But it wasn’t a joke!” Mike whispered, worried that Harvey’s driver might hear him.

“You can speak up. This compartment is soundproof.”

“If you say so. You know, even if Ray hears us, you’re the one who’ll sound like a lunatic talking to your briefcase.”

Harvey raised his eyebrow. “Lunatic? We’ll see what you call me after you watch me close the case.”

“Oh, master and sensei are suddenly not good enough for you?”

“Well, I wouldn’t mind if you tried out a few other names.” Harvey couldn’t resist the opportunity.

“Like what?” Mike was interested in finding out Harvey’s weak points. He was determined to tear down the wall that was preventing him from getting to know his master better.

“I don’t know. Captain, for instance.”

“Captain? As in Captain Hook?”

“No! As in Captain Kirk!”

“Oh right, you’re a Trekkie.”

“Hey, Captain Kirk is the man, okay? I don’t want to hear another word about it. Now get back inside so I can review the case one more time.”

“Aye, aye, Captain.” Mike pulled one of his arms out of the lamp and gave him a salute before leaving Harvey in peace.

Despite Mike’s concern, Harvey didn’t have any problems with the security in the courthouse. He simply told them that he carried the lamp as a lucky charm. Lawyers were known to keep all sorts of charms in their briefcases so nobody looked twice. Once he got past the security, Harvey walked into the men’s room, locked the door, and rubbed the lamp to bring out Mike’s face.

“Remember, Mike. Whatever happens, you do not make a sound. You don’t even let your mouth or nose out of the lamp. Understood?”

“Understood. I’ll only leave my eyes and ears out.”

Mike stretched out his neck to give Harvey a kiss. For once, Harvey let him but when Mike tried to deepen the kiss, he pulled back.

“Good luck kisses don’t last that long, Mike.”

“Says who?”

“Says your master.” Harvey checked the time on his wristwatch. “It’s time to go. Are you ready to watch and learn? Preventing the opposing counsel from using the restroom is not my best move.”

Mike laughed and went into the lamp so that Harvey could put it back in his briefcase.

Half an hour later, Mike was watching his master with awe and wonder. Harvey had made sure that the briefcase was well covered by his suit jacket so he felt safe enough. Besides, as far as Mike could tell, everyone was busy checking out Harvey and nobody had eyes left to glance at his briefcase.

Mike realized that practicing law in court was nothing like dealing with the paperwork behind a desk. There were so many variables and yet, Harvey was doing his job brilliantly. There was no doubt in his mind that Harvey Specter was born to be a lawyer. He obviously had the talent but Mike knew better than anyone how hard the man worked. Well, he knew how hard he worked, but he assumed that before Harvey had an associate, he must have handled most of the legwork on his own.

As he watched Harvey deliver the final blow, Mike couldn’t help but wonder if he would ever be able to look so confident in court. Harvey had revealed his intention many times that he was planning to set him free one day. If that actually happened and if he chose to become a mortal instead of going back to the land of genies, he might get a chance to set foot in the courthouse again.

‘I wonder how proud Harvey would look if I’d ever get to win my first solo case.’ Mike mused as the client shook hands with Harvey, wearing the most grateful look on her face that he had ever seen. Mike knew that the kind of expression on her face was what he and Harvey worked for. Mike prided in being a genie because he got to help people but this type of help felt different; it felt better than granting people’s wishes.

Then Mike saw Harvey give the young woman such a warm smile that would likely kill the client that they had worked so hard to save. The genie recognized the smile from the morning when he had woken up in his master’s bed. Harvey had brought him a warm cup of tea (and he had chosen the right one! Rooibos. It must have been in Neal’s notes.) with a smile that matched the temperature of the cup. That was the one time that Harvey had let him sleep in his bed and Mike wished that it could become a regular thing.

‘Ah, why do I always fall in love with my masters? Well, it’s not my fault! I’m naturally drawn to them by the power of the lamp! It’s almost like a supernatural matchmaking system!’

Mike’s eyes caught the sight of Harvey leaning down and picking up his jacket and briefcase. He briefly looked inside to check if Mike was fine and Mike couldn’t help but wink at his master. He would have rather flashed his terribly adorable smile but there was only so much he could do with a pair of eyes and ears.

As Harvey carried him out of the courthouse, Mike thought about why he was falling for Harvey much quickly than for the other masters. His previous masters were insanely attractive as well but there was something different about Harvey. ‘Well, he’s stupid for a start. Nobody’s resisted me like this!’

If he could be objective, Mike would say that Harvey’s rule about not sleeping with coworkers was very smart. But he was in a position that required Harvey to start sleeping with his closest coworker, so there were no words to express how frustrated he was about Harvey being so zen. ‘Damn it. My ass is too great to go unappreciated like this! Neal used to stare at it all the time but Harvey covers it with a suit? Unacceptable!’

“What are you glaring about?” Harvey asked as he opened his briefcase inside the town car.

Mike pulled out his torso from the lamp and rested his head on Harvey’s lap. “Nothing. I just thought that it would take less time for you to win. I’m thirsty now. You owe me a nice cup of tea.”

“A) I don’t owe you anything. B) Who told you that you could lie down on my lap? You can’t be tired. I’m the one who did all the work in there.”

“You don’t have the heart to push me off your lap so deal with it, Captain.” Mike’s tone might have been ungrateful, but his eyes were those pleading puppy eyes that made Harvey cave in.

“If you leave any visible creases on my pants, you’re never going to hear the end of it. Got it?”

“Oh, Harvey, when will you get it? I might look human but I’m pretty much a puff of wind! I won’t leave any creases so you can get off your high horse.”

“Wow, you really need to learn how to speak to your master.” Harvey involuntarily started to pet Mike’s hair. It just looked so soft.

“And, you really need to learn how to have more fun.”

Harvey checked Mike’s face to see if it was one of those shameless advances again but there wasn’t any sign of lust in the genie’s eyes. “Okay, I’ll bite. What kind of fun are you talking about?”

“I’ll let you know once we’re back home.” Mike yawned and closed his eyes. “Wake me up when we get there, will you?”

“What? If you want to nap, go back inside your lamp.”

But Mike didn’t move and made a snoring sound instead. Harvey realized that it was a lost cause and shook his head. It was impossible to tame this genie of his.

When they finally got home and changed into something more comfortable (Harvey threw Mike a T-shirt and a pair of pants), Mike floated in the air with a highly amused face.

“I suppose this is the part where you tell me to join your fun activity.” Harvey had a feeling that he wasn’t going to like this.

“Oh, look who’s finally getting it! I’m so proud of you, Harvey.” Mike clapped his hands and went straight to the point. “You remember how I’m supposed to have been on the wrestling team in high school?”

Harvey could see where this was heading. Out of all the sports that he could have chosen for his fake life, why did Mike have to go for wrestling? The last thing that he wanted to do was rolling around with his associate, panting and moaning. “If you’re trying to talk me into wrestling with you, you can save your breath because it’s not going to happen.”

“But Harvey! I’m supposed to know how to wrestle! How can I do that if I’ve never wrestled before?”

“You’re merely a breath of wind, Mike. Even if I agree, it’ll be too easy for me and your ego won’t stand a chance at recovery. But I promise you that if I ever get a kid or a nephew, I’ll let you practice with him, okay?”

“Oh, you’re not getting off that easily.” Amusement gleamed in the genie’s eyes. “I happen to know a way to level the playing field.”

“And, what would that be?” Harvey only asked because he was curious as to what Mike meant; he was most certainly not interested in rolling on the floor with a cute looking breeze.

Mike pointed at the air conditioner on the ceiling. “Let’s turn it on. I could use some support.”

That was when Harvey remembered a passage from Bobby Singer’s notes: They tend to enjoy strong winds. If there’s a fan around, they would most definitely take advantage of it and absorb the wind. Warning: Dealing with a powered-up genie is no laughable matter. It feels like getting sucked into a mini-hurricane. Believe me, I’ve been there.

Before Harvey could talk Mike out of it, Mike had grabbed the remote control and turned on the air conditioner in full blast.

A gust of wind tackled Harvey to the floor and the senior partner soon found himself pinned on the carpet. Harvey tried to move under the grinning genie who was straddling him but all he could manage was flailing his limbs. The wind was blowing too strong in his face and it felt as if a rock was sitting on him. Just when he was about to order Mike to play fair, Mike flipped him over and pressed his body against his. He could feel Mike grip his shoulders and he tried not to enjoy it when the puppy nuzzled the back of his neck.

“This is fun! Wouldn’t you agree, master? I think I chose the right sport! How wise of me!” Mike laughed into Harvey’s ear which sent shivers down his spine, but Harvey decided that it was the cool wind that caused the shivers.

“I thought this was about leveling the playing field, Mike! You’ve clearly got the upper hand here!” He yelled to get his message across to the genie.

“What did you say? You want me to use my hand? You got it!” Mike pretended that he couldn’t hear properly in the strong wind and flipped his master again with ease.

“Listen! I’m not some pancake you can flip whenever you want! Turn down the air conditioner now!” Harvey barked to save whatever was left of his dignity. It felt like getting tossed around by a small hurricane just like the genie expert had noted.

“Don’t be so impatient, Harvey! I’ll stop flipping you now and use my hand like you want!” Mike pressed a short kiss on Harvey’s lips and tickled the front of his pants.

“Mike!!” Harvey was alarmed. Mike’s fingers had never felt so close to being solid and human.

“Yes? You want more?” Mike asked sweetly.

“Cut it out!” Harvey tried to swat Mike’s hand away but Mike was faster. He successfully gathered Harvey’s wrists and pinned them over his head with his left hand. Harvey willed himself to not get turned on by this ridiculous attempt at wrestling but of course, his body found the unique situation very intriguing. Nobody had ever plastered Harvey Specter on the floor and made him stay still so effectively.

“Mike! I said cut it out!” If Mike kept doing what he was doing with his fingers, this was going to get very embarrassing.

“But you like it!”

“I wouldn’t tell you to cut it out if I liked it, would I?!”

“Harvey, why do you keep lying about the things you like? How many times do I have to get it through your thick skull that I’m here to please you?”

“Don’t you dare talk to me… like that!” Harvey was having trouble breathing calmly as Mike took a firm grip on him. A tiny voice inside his head begged him to allow Mike to push his hand inside his pants but Harvey’s ego crushed it.

“What did you just say? Did you say you liked that?” Mike leaned down and asked in a dangerously low voice that gave Harvey goose bumps. Again, he blamed the cool wind. ‘Wait. Why is the wind pleasantly cool? Why am I not freezing when the air conditioner is working up a windstorm?’

Mike snorted as he read the question off Harvey’s face. “What? You thought I’d let you freeze to death when I’m trying to get you all hot? In case you forgot, I’m a genie, Harvey! I have a few magic tricks up my sleeve!”

Harvey wanted to say something back but Mike twisted his wrist and all that left his mouth was an undignified moan. Now Mike’s lips were exploring the side of Harvey’s neck and Harvey could feel his sanity packing its bags in a hurry. He had to do something fast or he was going to die. He could imagine the headlines of the newspaper: The best corporate lawyer in NYC suffers a horny death by a powered-up gust of wind.

Harvey gritted his teeth to stop himself from moaning so loudly (not that it worked) and glanced around to see where the remote control was. Thankfully, it wasn’t too far away from his left foot.

“Mike…?” Harvey cursed himself for being such a healthy man. He was running out of time.

“Hmm?”

“Will you take off my shirt for me?”

Mike’s eyes grew wide with surprise but he soon nodded eagerly. Then he made the mistake of moving his right hand up to the top of Harvey’s shirt. With the grip on his crotch gone, Harvey gathered enough strength to kick his left foot out wide and banged his heel on the remote control. Without the wind, Mike’s grip on his wrists naturally got loose and Harvey managed to sit up. He couldn’t bring himself to push Mike off his legs but he was in a much better position than before.

“Wow, you surely know how to ruin the fun, Harvey.” Mike crossed his arms and shook his head. “It’s a pity that you only get three wishes. You could use so many more to become a more complete person.”

“You’re grounded, Mike.” Harvey used the voice that made people tremble in court. He couldn’t come this close to crossing the line again. Mike turned out to be a valuable asset so he had no intention of starting a messy relationship with him.

Mike wrapped his arms around his master’s neck and looked at him as if he had said something stupid. “I’m always grounded, Harvey. You took me to court once.”

“I’m serious, Mike. You need to understand that this can’t happen again.” Harvey tried to find the mental strength to pull Mike’s arms away from him.

Mike looked down at Harvey’s pants and gave him a cheeky grin. “I think someone will disagree. Do you want me to finish what I’ve started?”

“No. I want you to get inside the lamp and stay there until you learn how to obey my orders. When I say cut it out, you cut it out.” Harvey’s tone was firm.

Mike pouted and made a disapproving sound before noticing a red spot on the side of Harvey’s neck.

“Oh, hey, look! I made a hickey! First one on you!” Mike’s tone was triumphant.

Harvey’s hand flew to the spot that Mike had bitten earlier. Did the genie just mark him?

“Oh, how I wish you’d let me make some more.”

Mike’s eyes twinkled dangerously and Harvey pointed at the lamp with his most intimidating face. “Inside. Now.”

“Fine. Have fun with your own hand then.” Mike transformed into a blue light and disappeared into the lamp before Harvey could scold him some more.

Harvey looked at the lamp with a heavy mind. When he had walked out of Jessica’s office with the wonderful news of making senior partner, he had never thought that he would get a genie associate that wanted to give him a hand job.

‘This is all Donna’s fault.’ He blamed the woman who had handed him the lamp. But if he was completely honest with himself, he couldn’t imagine his life without the blond smartass anymore.

Harvey got up from the floor and picked up the remote control, thinking that he would never be able to look at his air conditioner again without getting aroused.

‘And, it’s soon going to be summer.’ Harvey groaned as he headed to the bathroom. Cold showers weren’t just a daily routine anymore; they had become his very best friends.