Fall Into Me - Part 9
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Moving Mike into his place was pretty easy, actually. Mainly because all of Mike's furniture just went into storage and his clothes hung up easily beside Harvey's. There were a few personal touches around, but Harvey's things were nicer and already there, so everything was pretty much the same. Although, there seemed to be a lot more cold pizza in the fridge than he was used to or approved of.
At least having a cleaner there every day while they were at work meant that someone was tidying up after Mike who wasn't him.
Things weren't really different, they'd practically been living together anyway, all that had happened was that they'd made it official and easier because Mike had all his things there now. But Harvey actually liked official, everything laid out and orderly, it worked for them. Plus it gave them more time together, less travel and waking up with his hands already possessive on Mike's body every morning was just what he wanted in his life.
He'd let Mike come along this evening because maybe he liked him a little bit and because he'd worked himself into the ground that week and Harvey was impressed. He'd worn one of his nicer tuxedos and he knew he looked good, but rubbing it in Louis' face while his date practically melted all over Harvey's shoes was just fun.
Having seen the person Mike was talking with excuse themselves and he stepped up behind him, voice quiet as he looked around the balcony. "Can we please go home and be naked within the hour?" Harvey asked with a chuckle.
Mike found he actually really liked events like this, oh there was still a part of him that felt like a kid playing dress up and someone was bound to find him out, but for the most part he enjoyed actually being treated like an adult and getting to see something that could very well be more a part of his future.
And of course Mike, along with what felt like everyone else in attendance, loved the sight of Harvey in a tux. He didn't think he could be blamed really.
He had lost Harvey in the course of the night though, talking with other guests and Harvey of course having things he needed to take care of, but he was just about to go off in search of Harvey when an all too familiar voice filled his head and he felt the warm presence of Harvey behind him. It took a great deal of self-control not to lean back into Harvey, but he managed it.
Though Mike couldn't keep from turning around to see him there. "Well I don't know, are you finished making everyone jealous that they're not leaving with you tonight?" He asked with a small smirk. "I wouldn't want to stand in your way." He couldn't help that deeply satisfied feeling that had settled in him at the idea that while so many other people there that night wanted to go home with Harvey it was him who would get to.
"You've got it all wrong, I'm making people jealous that they're not represented by Pearson Hardman," Harvey said with a grin, before glancing at his reflection in the window beside them. "We're selling an image, Mike and if that image is sexy, well, that's good for business."
Mike looked amazing, that had to be a new suit and it wasn't worth the struggle to try to pretend to have eyes for anyone else. "You wouldn't want to stand in my way?" Harvey asked, arching his eyebrows at Mike. "Since when?" He teased easily, making sure to keep an eye on who might be near enough to overhear them.
Only Harvey could make looking fucking fabulous in a tuxedo sound like part of his job, and well Mike could certainly appreciate the sort of work they did that required that of Harvey, even if his appreciation had nothing to do with business. He just gave Harvey a little knowing smile and nodded though.
"I wouldn't want to stand in your way of continuing to make people jealous." Mike clarified because he would most certainly stand in the way if it was anything more than that. He grinned though, because he knew it was and he liked the easy way they could tease one another like this. "It's easy to stand aside when you're the one asking to leave so we can get out of these admittedly awesome clothes." He informed Harvey.
It was moments like that he wanted to reach out, lay a comforting hand on his boy's neck, although he knew that Mike wasn't worried, not really. "You shouldn't gloat, just because you have something other people want," Harvey said.
"I'm going to say a few quick goodbyes and I'll meet you downstairs in five," he said, leaning in a tiny bit before regretfully turning away. After wishing a goodnight to a few clients and having a quick word with Jessica he was even more eager to get home.
But it wasn't too hard to get away and within the allotted five minutes he was sliding into his side of the back of the car. "They love me; it's a blessing and a curse."
Mike had excused himself from the event while Harvey was still making the rounds and couldn't help grinning when Harvey slid into the car beside him not long after he'd come down. "With great power comes great responsibility." Mike quoted sagely, so maybe he'd regret comparing Harvey to a superhero, even if only by association, it wasn't like Harvey's ego needed any help, but sometimes Mike just couldn't help it.
"You'd hate it if they didn't love you." He told him, shaking his head gently and grinning all the same. Harvey wouldn't have been Harvey if that wasn't the case, and Mike doubted that was going to change anytime soon.
"Everyone loves me," he said, reaching across to place his hand heavily on Mike's thigh.
"I'm Spiderman now, am I?" Harvey asked with a wide grin. "I always thought I was much more like Batman," he added while his fingers slowly played over the inseam of Mike's suit pants.
"See, I knew it was a mistake even before I said it." Mike said rolling his eyes at the grin Harvey gave at the suggestion that he might be Spiderman. "You can be either one of them, just know that I'm not going to be your Mary Jane or Robin." He told Harvey.
Harvey laughed, head dropping back as he pictured Mike, not for the first time, in drag. "Whatever you say, Boy Wonder," he said as he slid his arm around his boy's shoulders.
"So do I get to sit at the adult table more often now?" Mike wondered idly, fingers drumming idly against his knee.
It had been a hard road before Jessica had started letting him sit at the adults table, years at the DA's office, then getting his ass kicked as an associate. But in the end she'd introduced him to the other side of what they did, the part that involved being charming and likable, not just smart and cutthroat. "Yeah, kid. I think you do, now that you've got a suit like that," he said with a proud smile.
Mike couldn't help smiling though when Harvey agreed he'd get to sit at the adult table more, he really had worked hard and he was glad that Harvey saw it, and that it was apparently enough to justify letting him have that - he knew Harvey would never let him have this if his work hadn't earned it. "Yeah well, I thought the occasion warranted something a bit nicer." He said glancing down at his suit. "Still like the skinny ties though."
Leaning in he pressed his lips to the delicate skin below Mike's ear, gentle in the places he knew Mike wouldn't be able to hide a bruise. "Well you did very well," Harvey breathed softly against his skin, teeth gently nipping as he nuzzled his way lower on the boy's neck. Harvey slowly wrapped his hand in Mike's tie before using that hold to pull him in for a deep kiss. "Nope, I'll never agree with you and those damn ties," he said once the kiss had finally broken.
Mike went easily into the kiss, satisfaction settling deep inside him as Harvey pulled him close. Finally closing that distance they'd had to maintain throughout the evening, and putting Mike at ease the way nothing else could. He was truly well addicted to Harvey and having him close, so much so that nothing felt quite right when he had to keep his distance.
He stayed close even when Harvey broke the kiss, a slow grin spreading across his lips. "I don't know, Harvey." He said glancing down to where Harvey still held on to his tie. "I think you might like them just fine." He laughed softly and pressed his lips to the corner of Harvey's mouth, before moving lower, nosing along the sharp line of Harvey's jaw, leaving a trail of short open mouthed kisses as he went. "Even you have to admit they have their uses."
Harvey leaned back, pulling Mike with him. "No different from a leash, really," he said, raising his eyebrows as he tugged at the material again. "A normal sized tie would be just as effective." Harvey added, although he made no move to release the hold he had on his boy.
Pulling Mike's lips back to his he focused the remainder of the drive on making sure he kissed him breathless. When they pulled up at their building Ray parked and cleared his throat, making Harvey remember he should really give him a raise.
Finally releasing his hold on Mike he straightened him out a little bit before stepping out of the car and holding the door for the boy to follow.
Mike was completely unaware of just where they were until Harvey pulled away from him and apparently making an attempt at smoothing him out again before they had to get out of the car. One day perhaps he'd be able to keep his wits about him when Harvey got it into his head to kiss him like that, but Mike doubted it - and really he was more than happy to be kissed senseless whenever Harvey liked.
He followed Harvey inside and then up to his condo, moving on autopilot for the most part at least while his brain functions continued to come back online though he suspected it was all going to be for naught when they were in the privacy of their home again.
He still wasn't used to that, it being theirs and not just Harvey's. But all of his important things were there, he'd gotten out of his lease on his apartment and now there he was going home with Harvey.
"So you said something about naked earlier." Mike said biting his lower lip and grinning at Harvey when they were really alone again.
Harvey simply gave a little smile, walking through the apartment and knowing Mike would follow him. For years he'd watched the way Troy and Lila seemed to communicate without words and he'd been envious of that, but now he and Mike seemed to be developing their own version of the same thing.
A tux this nice needed to be put away, not discarded on the floor and undressing himself was probably the safer options.
"I've got plans for you, boy," he said over his shoulder as he entered their bedroom. "And yes, naked is absolutely part of that plan."
"I like plans," Mike said following Harvey, and most certainly not doing an impression of an overeager puppy. And while maybe he was more than a little bit excited about getting Harvey out of his tux and getting out of his own suit, Mike could almost hear Harvey's thoughts about taking care of his tux, even if he hadn't said anything out loud. Though considering the care he'd seen Harvey take with his every day suits he wasn't the least bit surprised now.
"What kind of plans do you have? I mean beyond the naked part of the plan, which is a good part of the plan, it's really necessary for any successful plan I think." Mike let himself babble while he took off his jacket and turned up his collar to start loosening his tie.
Harvey couldn't help make a face at the way Mike seemed to be doing his best impression of an awkward teenager. It was lucky Harvey found the boy's rambling endearing. "You should know better than to ask," he said as he hung up his jacket and trousers, placing his tie on the rack before he tossed his shirt into the laundry basket.
Pulling open one of his drawers he pulled out two candles, one blue and one purple. He wasn't the candlelight type and this wasn't going to be about that. "I think you'll like this," Harvey said, his eyes trailing over Mike's body slowly. "They're soy candles, so the melting point is lower, the wax doesn't get quite so hot," he explained as he set them down on the bedside table. "It'll still be hot, but..." He faded off, raising his eyebrows at his boy.
Mike actually hung up his jacket and pants too, though he was less concerned with what happened to his shirt and tie, more interested in the getting naked part of the plan than the state of his clothes the following morning.
Balancing on one foot while he pulled off his sock, Mike raised an eyebrow when Harvey showed him the candles, he frowned not completely understanding at first, not until he had both feet on the floor and Harvey gave him that look, the one that explained exactly what Harvey meant even if he hadn't said it.
His eyes widened slowly with dawning realization, and his heartbeat picked up at just the thought of it. "Oh," He said slowly. "That's, yeah..." he trailed off nodding, tongue sliding over his lower lip, Harvey always did have the best plans.
The look on Mike's face said it all and he opened the closet to pull out a slightly older but still clean sheet to put down on their bed and keep the covers clean. He was practical like that, after all.
Lighting the two candles with a book of matches from the drawer he finally let his attention turn back to Mike. Stepping closer he pressed his lips to the back of his neck, chuckling softly. "Strip, I'm going to need it all off," he said as he nipped at a dark purple bruise that was already on Mike's shoulder.
"Because I'm nice, I'll let you decide if you want to be on your back or your stomach," he said softly into his ear. He'd been planning this for a little while and he wanted to drive Mike totally crazy before giving him what he'd been denying them both for so long.
Mike finished undressing quickly after that, they hadn't even done anything yet and already he felt like Harvey had been teasing him on and off throughout the night. Even after all this time had passed he'd never been able to been anything less than ridiculously responsive to even the slightest suggestion from Harvey. It was hardly fair.
"You're so nice." Mike huffed a short breath of laughter, though it was said with just a little teasing in his tone it was the truth. Mike had long since broken past those barriers and walls Harvey kept up around his emotions and the idea that he might actually care. Mike was confident in that. He did turn to kiss Harvey though, lingering and slow before he went to lie down, deciding easily he wanted to be on his back - he wanted to see Harvey.
"I am," Harvey said simply as he returned Mike's kiss before watching the boy settle on the bed, eager and wanting and perfect, which was perfectly normal. Harvey followed after a moment, straddling Mike's thighs as he took a moment just to look at him.
His eyes were dark and his gaze was intense as he looked his fill. Reaching over he grabbed the blue candle seeing how the wax had already started to pool. Holding his hip firmly in one hand he looked up into Mike's eyes as he let a single drop drip down onto Mike's stomach.
Mike watched Harvey instead of the candle, he'd seen the flickering flame when Harvey picked it up and for a moment had been captured by it before Harvey's eyes caught his and tracking the candle and watching for that moment when Harvey would tip his wrist became less important.
So he wasn't expecting it when it finally did come, the sudden burst of heat against his skin before it slowly faded as the wax cooled and hardened against his skin. He couldn't help the shocked sound that spilled from his lips at the sensation, his breath getting caught in his throat for just a moment before he was breathing normally again, or as close to normally as he could with Harvey straddling him and holding a candle over his torso. "Jesus," He said exhaling in a rush before breathing in slowly. "That -" Mike pressed his lips together and shook his head, not sure he knew what to say. "Again?"
Harvey was totally hypnotized by watching Mike's face, hearing the little noises that he loved. Yes, it was good, like he knew it would be. Wax looked good on him, it seemed. Leaning down Harvey kissed his chest, teeth grazing over one of his nipples with a chuckle.
"Please," Harvey corrected, voice firm as he straightened up again. Tilting the candle a little bit he teased him with it, waiting until Mike said it right.
Mike's eyes closed just briefly when Harvey leaned down over him, making him arch with want. Though they opened just as quickly when Harvey was sitting up again, this time letting his eyes drift between Harvey's face and the candle watching the angle of it as Harvey slowly tipped it over, though not enough to let the wax fall.
"Harvey, please." Mike said slowly turning his gaze back to Harvey.
The corner of his mouth twitched into a smile and he tipped the candle, letting the blue splash over Mike' stomach a little more than a drop now, wrapping his hand around the boy's cock with his empty hand at the same time.
Creating a trail of blue drips up Mike's chest he moved his attention over the nipple he'd just had in his mouth, knowing that was going to hurt, at least a little bit.
The conflicting sensations Harvey created in him made it impossible for Mike to decide how he felt about this, though if the way his hips arched up into Harvey's hand, driving his cock into the ring of Harvey's fingers was anything to go on Mike would say that he wholeheartedly approved of the course of their evening activities.
Mouth open in what had started as a silent gasp and turned into a low groan as that trail of wax settled over his nipple. The pleasure of pain was something Mike had learned to appreciate almost from the start, the sharp sting of Harvey's teeth against his skin, the bruises left after Harvey had gripped him tight, the slap of Harvey's hand against his ass - and yet this was different than anything else, that sharp blossom of heat that shifted into something easier to deal with, melting into a deep thrum of pleasure that Mike swore he could feel pulsing through his veins. It was maddening with the way it constantly changed.
It was the perfect response, arousal and submission and it was a giant turn on, but more than that, Mike satisfied him in a way no one else had ever come close to before. Mike's face betrayed everything and Harvey was really going to have to put more time aside to experiment with new things.
Placing the candle back on the table he slowly ran his fingers over one of the dry spots of blue, his hand stilling on Mike's cock. Leaning down he braced himself on his elbow beside Mike's head, kissing him, dirty, open mouthed and hot. "I'm going to fuck you tonight," Harvey admitted, because while he was good at keeping secrets, there was nothing better than taking someone by surprise.
Mike whined, not quite desperate he told himself though who knew if that was true, when Harvey set the candle down and stilled his hand, missing both already before Harvey distracted him completely. Mike really thought he would never get tired of the way Harvey kissed him, especially like this when all Mike could do was let himself open to whatever Harvey wanted to take from him.
Harvey's confession was like a punch to the gut, want and desire suddenly spiking inside of him. Mike couldn't help the way his cock twitched with interest and he moaned at just the words themselves. "Fuck, Harvey." Some small part of his brain said it was redundant but Mike couldn't help it, his brain really was going to fail on him if Harvey kept it up.
He'd spent so long training and holding back and teaching Mike, it was almost like he'd forgotten to let himself have this, that having Mike in every way possible was his right. "Yeah," he agreed with a little chuckle.
But he had an order he wanted to do this in and he straightened up to grasp the purple candle which had a pool of melted wax just waiting. Abandoning Mike's cock in favor for tilting his boy's head back he splashed a long line of wax right from the hollow between his collarbones right down to his stomach. "Do you like that?" Harvey asked, his voice rough and his cock already aching from watching the picture Mike made in front of him.
The reintroduction of the wax was a shock and Mike arched as it splashed against his skin in a long hot line reducing his focus down to that strip of skin hot and sensitive. He gripped at the sheets panting and nodded, quick and sharp at Harvey's voice filling his head.
"Yes, Sir, fuck - yes, yes." Mike babbled, caught up in the act, of being there with Harvey, knowing what was coming, and at the same time stuck right in the moment as the wax cooled on his chest, suffusing him with a bone deep sort of warmth from the inside out, like the wax had gotten beneath his skin somehow.
Harvey loved the sounds Mike made when he got excited, when he started to lose control, giving it all over to him. "Good boy," he whispered, slowly surrounding his bellybutton with the hot wax. "My good, boy."
Putting down the second candle he leaned down to blow on the wet wax until it was dry. Then he was able to slowly pick it off, every drip, every tiny piece, Mike's skin pink where he pulled the substance away. Collecting all the shards of dried wax he tossed them into the can beside the bed, leaning down to kiss all the reddened skin, eyes on Mike's. This was important, that he'd use the wax on Mike but he'd always make it better after, be there when it was finished and care for him from start to finish.
Mike had failed to take into consideration the way it would feel when Harvey started to peel the wax away from his skin when he'd first laid eyes on the candles. Even that first drop of wax on his skin hadn't gotten his mind to that point, but laying there feeling even more sensitive than he had only moments before with wax hardening against his skin, and Harvey's lips tracing over reddened lines and dots over his skin Mike could hardly believe this part had been left out of his calculations.
He couldn't help the way his fingers curled first against Harvey's shoulder and then up to his neck and pushing into his hair, clinging without pulling or forcing, just needing the anchor of Harvey against his skin. "Please, Harvey." Mike breathed, quiet and maybe a little desperate this time, as he held Harvey's gaze.
"I am so happy with where you are now, with all of this," Harvey admitted, kissing slowly around Mike's bellybutton and then up his chest. But he didn't settle his weight on him like he usually might, but moved instead to one side so he could sit up against the head of the bed.
"C'mere," he said gently, already working his underwear down his legs so that Mike could settle in his lap without anything between them. "When you're good, you get what you want, Mike. When you're really, really good, I get what I want, too. Because you really are a reflection of me, your behavior shows what kind of Dom I am and I'm proud of you, boy."
Settling into Harvey's lap, against him was perfect. It always had been, ever since that first time, and that night was no different. It was like being there in Harvey's lap was all he needed, the rest - the rest was just a bonus, the best bonus in the entire world, but still.
He was already blissed out and comfortable leaning into Harvey, doing his best to keep from rocking against him, though the desire was there. All that skin and Harvey's cock hard against Mike's, only months of training had made Mike capable of holding himself back. He hummed softly, kissing the corner of Harvey's mouth, brushing his lips against Harvey's briefly. "I want you to get what you want." He told him, "I want to be good for you, really really good, Harvey."
Harvey stroked his hand over Mike's cheek affectionately when he kissed him, not wanting to stop touching him. "I know you do and you already are, Mike. You are so, so good for me," he whispered, his voice rough in total contrast to his gentle hands.
Reaching over he grabbed a tube of lube from the draw beside his bed, handing it to Mike. "You're going to straddle me and stretch yourself for me, boy, so I can watch," he said, keeping Mike's eyes on his with an intense gaze. "Have you ever done that before?" Harvey asked, stroking his hands soothingly up and down Mike's lean sides. As much as he wanted this, he wasn't just going to hand it to Mike; he still had to earn it.
"Jesus, Harvey." Mike couldn't help the tightening clench of his stomach when Harvey told him what he wanted, fingers wrapped tight around the tube Harvey had pressed into his hand. Mike let his forehead drop to Harvey's shoulder for a moment just to regain a small bit of that control he was desperately losing.
He nodded and then shook his head not really sure what the correct answer was, "Not like this." He said in answer to Harvey's question. Not with someone else watching, not knowing it was what his partner wanted, in the past it perhaps it had been a single finger, experimenting trying to figure out just what it was that he liked. This was completely different.
He wanted this though, wanted this because Harvey wanted it, and Mike was more than up to the task of earning it. He lifted his face, after pressing kisses against Harvey's neck and throat. "Okay," He said more for himself than for Harvey as he sat up on his knees, taking his weight off Harvey, as he snapped the top off the tube.
Mike started with a single finger, pressing in slowly, taking his time about it, working his finger in carefully, and bracing himself with an arm around Harvey's shoulders.
Harvey's hands were firm and sure as he stroked up Mike's legs, over his back, soothing him, wanting him to know there was no rush, they'd waited a year, they could wait longer. "You look good like this," he said quietly, not a trace of shyness as he looked openly at what was his. "Desperate and beautiful," Harvey said, leaning forward to kiss his shoulder and down over his bicep.
He'd thought about this, of course. Mainly before he'd even got to have Mike as his, when they first met and it had all been about lust and fantasies about fucking, before it had really started to unfold. But he'd still considered it since, how good it would feel and how it would feel to be so close without all the walls that Harvey usually kept up between himself and other people.
"That's so good," Harvey whispered, strong fingers wrapping around Mike's wrist and helping press the boy's finger a little deeper into his ass. "How's that?" He asked, nipping sharply at his boy's shoulder to shift the attention back to him.
"Oh, oh, oh," Mike gasped as Harvey's fingers wrapped around his wrist, it was impossible to think, to do anything but what Harvey wanted him to, not when he was like this. So much of him didn't want to wait, it had been so long and now there they were right on the edge once again and Harvey wanted to draw this out, like he hadn't been doing that from the start.
But it felt so good at the same time, going slow, Harvey helping him, the press and curl of his finger inside of him. "Yeah," The word low and drawn out while Mike slowly found a rhythm, rocking back onto his finger just slightly, getting easier each time until he was ready for another.
Mike couldn't imagine doing this for anyone else, being so completely open with himself, and the things he wanted, it was clear just to look at him what this was leading up to, the slick slide of his finger. He'd have only ever done this for Harvey.
"You look-" Harvey cut himself off, shaking his head as his eyes moved between Mike's hand and his eyes, unable to settle on one image when everything looked so good. "Perfect," he settled on, licking his suddenly dry lips, which was kind of useless because his whole mouth felt dry now.
"That's not an answer," Harvey teased, shaking his head as he slowly pulled Mike's fingers free. "Now two, come on, you can take it," he encouraged, gripping Mike's hip in his other hand to keep him steady.
The trust and the openness still surprised him, that someone who'd been as closed and scared as Mike could now trust him completely and be at this point now that he let Harvey see him torn open and bare was still breathtaking.
"It's good, Harvey." Mike exhaled the words in a rush, trying to give Harvey the answer he'd asked for. "Very good, good. Fuck." He nodded, biting his lip, ready for the second when Harvey told him.
He leaned into the hand on his hip, taking a slow deep breath. It was all too much, and Mike didn't want to be right on the edge when he finally got there. Though he didn't know how he would manage it, not as he pressed a second finger inside. "Harvey, god." He worked his second finger faster than he had with the first, made easier with each slick slide.
Harvey felt like he needed to pant to get enough oxygen because of the sight Mike was making in front of him. "I've got you," he said quietly, tightening his grip on the boy's hip. His entire body was tense with restraint and he didn't want to have to wait much longer.
Pulling on Mike's wrist he got his fingers free before taking the time to slick his own fingers. "My turn," he said, his voice practically a growl as he started to work three fingers into the most willing body he'd ever come across. This was the only way he could be sure when Mike was ready and that his eagerness didn't lead to something his body might not be ready for yet.
And Mike trusted Harvey to have him, just like he always did because Harvey was always there when Mike needed him, he'd proved it any number of times over and Mike didn't doubt him now. The hand on his hip and the fingers around his wrist were proof enough of that.
Earlier perhaps, or any other night, Mike would have had words, some words spilling from his mouth - whether or not they made sense, it didn't matter. He babbled when he let himself get worked up like this, but when Harvey's fingers slid into him, opening him up and filling him just right Mike couldn't think of a single one. Like his entire ability to speak had been lost to him.
Mike pressed his face against the side of Harvey's neck, breath hot and sticky against the beating of his pulse there, while noises but not words were muffled against Harvey's throat, and Mike let his body do the begging he couldn't seem to find the words for.
It was hard to really think of anything that wasn't just hot, tight, want, mine, yes and he felt like it was good they were taking their time with this so Harvey had time to remember not to lose control, as tempting as it was. Instead he just had to focus on Mike, open, vulnerable and so trusting.
Harvey loved the little noises Mike made and he focused on them as he twisted and curled his fingers, feeling the slide start to become easier. Every little twitch, sound, movement, it all added up to the same thing, how much Mike wanted and Harvey could relate to that right now.
Slipping his fingers free he kissed the top of his head as he reached into the draw again. "Come on," he encouraged, shrugging his shoulder so Mike would sit up again. "Put this on me," Harvey said quietly as pressed a condom into the palm of Mike's hand. It crossed his mind he probably didn't need it, but it was habit after being careful for a very long time.
Mike's fingers curled around the square Harvey pressed into his palm, lifting his head slowly as he tried to pull himself back from that edge where it felt like he'd been waiting for so long. He wanted this to be good, not frantic, wanted it to last longer than what the desperation coursing through his veins would have preferred, he needed to get a hold on himself.
He sat back, over Harvey's thighs before he tore open the foil and started to roll the condom down over Harvey's cock with fingers that felt far calmer than Mike did. He stroked Harvey's cock slowly moving closer again, one hand between them when he pressed his lips to Harvey's.
"I've never - never wanted anyone the way I want you." He said slowly, using the time it took to find the words to get a reign on the racing of his heart. "And not just like this," Though god did he want Harvey like this, his body practically sang for it he wanted it so much, "but every way you'll let me have you. I'm yours, Harvey." The words were quiet, breathed into Harvey's mouth Mike was so close, but he couldn't move away, couldn't let himself put any distance between them.
Giving Mike a task was a good way to get him back in the room and it seemed to work well. Plus it was nice to watch and the touch made Harvey huff out a gruff little noise. His body was tense but the kiss was leisurely and thorough, he wasn't suddenly in a hurry just because they were ready to go.
Being the focus of all of Mike's attention had always been a very intense feeling, he'd never met someone with eyes that were so expressive and they told Harvey all of that long before Mike found the right words. "This is going to be the last first time you ever have with someone, don't you ever forget it" he replied, taking his cock in hand to line them up, which was easy seeing as they already fit together so perfectly.
"I won't." Mike shook his head, there was no way he could forget this, even without his enhanced memory. This moment, that they'd both been waiting for wasn't something that was just going to slip from his mind one day, it was too much a part of this thing with Harvey and Mike was never going to forget any of that.
Holding Mike's hip tightly in his hand, he had the boy's name on hip lips as he worked the head of his cock inside him. But he wasn't content to stop with just that and in the end it would be easier if he just went through with it. So he rocked his hips, pulled Mike down and pushed up until there was nowhere else to go.
When Harvey finally pressed into him, thick and hard and hot and oh god so good, Mike thought there might not be anything better than that moment where Harvey finally owned every part of him.
Settled there in Harvey's lap, Mike gave his hips an experimental roll, shuddering at the sensation that coursed through his body. "God Harvey," Mike wound his arms around Harvey, keeping himself close, keeping Harvey close - needing as much contact, skin to skin, as he could get, as much as Harvey would allow him.
Tension was coiled so tightly under his skin he felt like he was going to snap, because Mike just felt so good, perfect. The world did that thing again, where it shrunk down to include just the two of them and nothing out of reach even existed anymore.
There wasn't much leverage in this position, but it was okay because Mike was rolling his hips and making Harvey desperate as he groaned softly. His hand was shaking and he placed it on Mike's lower back, pressing him in as close as he seemed to be begging for.
"I knew hiring you was a good idea," Harvey said with a stressed little chuckle. Pushing up he rocked into Mike and groaned, chuckling again. "Fuck, Mike. Your ass is a revelation."
"Don't. Fuck, just don't." Mike said with a burst of surprised laughter when Harvey spoke. "Don't start talking about work now, Harvey. I will never forgive you." He said pressing his lips against Harvey's to stop him from saying anything more for the moment.
He rocked against Harvey, using what little leverage he had to rise up and then rock back down against him. "You can say that again, if you want." He laughed against Harvey's cheek, feeling better than he could remember.
It was slower than he thought it would be, all the times he'd imagined it, even earlier that same night when Mike had been desperate for it - but this was better than that could have been, moving together with Harvey, feeling every inch of him as Mike settled down onto Harvey's cock.
Harvey laughed into Mike's mouth, glad to break a little of the tension so that he didn't feel so close to just losing it already. He'd been about to tell Mike how much a good brief turned him on but decided against it as he melted into the kiss.
It was slow work, just moving together, taking their time and enjoying it. Harvey had never experienced such a perfect first time with someone. Usually it took time to get into a rhythm but he and Mike were already perfectly in tune and joined in a way that was bigger than this.
Reaching between them Harvey wrapped his hand around Mike's cock, teasing the head softly with his thumb. He felt impossibly tight and Harvey jerked up into him a little bit harder, trying to angle his hips to make it as good for him as possible. "Feeling you tight as a virgin does wonders for the green eyed monster," Harvey admitted, voice a little bit shaky.
Mike's body tensed when Harvey's fingers wrapped around his cock, hips rocking up into the touch. "Stop, you're not jealous." Mike said slowly, arm around Harvey's neck, sharing air between them while Mike stayed close. "Like you could ever think there was anyone, fuck - anyone but you." He shook his head and smiled against Harvey's lips.
"Only you, Harvey." Mike promised, there was only Harvey and no one else that Mike wanted. He curled his fingers Harvey's hair, pulling him into another kiss, nipping at his lip. "Just this Harvey, this is it." It was good, achingly sweet in just how perfect it was, and Mike decided it was worth all the months it had taken to get them here, every single one of them.
Harvey wasn't a guy that got emotional during sex, or over sex, or because of a man, he just wasn't and the way he whimpered into Mike's mouth had everything to do with being wrapped up in the tightest ass he'd ever had and absolutely nothing to do with feeling totally wanted and loved for the first time in his life. Because that was the sort of shit that made him roll his eyes, not cling to Mike tighter, well maybe just this once, not that he'd ever admit it.
Kissing was easier than talking and he was pretty happy to swap dirty open mouthed kisses with Mike, sucking lightly on his tongue as he pushed hard and deep, feet flat on the mattress to give him more leverage. Because who needed to say that Mike was his when he was showing him with every roll of his hips and stroke of his thumb over the head of his cock.
Mike didn't need Harvey to talk, he did it enough for the both of them the rest of the time and he was more than content to do that again here. He didn't need the words, he could feel it in the way Harvey touched him, each rock of Harvey's hips driving him deep again and again. That was all Mike needed.
That desperation was rushing back on Mike again, with each swipe of Harvey's thumb over the head of his cock, and each driving thrust of his hips, all of it pushing him right up to that edge again while he held tight to Harvey to keep him grounded.
"Harvey, Harvey please." He gasped against Harvey's lips. "I need - god Harvey, please." Mike begged, he was shaking against Harvey, all of it catching up with him suddenly, faster than he'd expected.
Now that they'd started fucking he knew they'd be doing a lot more of it, especially after what was almost a year between encounters, they had a lot to make up for. Plus if Mike was going to behave so perfectly, the perfect sub, trained to be everything Harvey wanted and needed, he was never going to be able to resist.
As much as they'd broken the tension with words and some gentle laughter, he'd known they were going to get back into it, thrusts going just from gently rocking together to something harsher and laced with need.
"Please what, Mike? Tell me what you need," he whispered, tightening his hand around Mike's cock and trying the best he could to time the movements of his fist with his thrusts into him. His nails dug into Mike's back as he let out a low groan, the boy feeling like he was getting tighter by the second.
Mike whined, caught in that place where everything was just a little too much and not enough all at the same time, it set him on edge and made every single thrust of Harvey's hips feel like it would be the last one, like that tiny scrap of self-control he still held onto was just going to be ripped from him.
"I need to come Harvey, please. I, I can't- fuck." The words were rough as they tumbled from Mike's mouth as he clung to Harvey. It was alright there bearing down on him, impossible to resist that need as it pressed in on him with each pass of Harvey's fist, driving Mike crazy with need. "Please, Harvey," Mike repeated it over and over again, the words getting lost into the next in their rush to get out, to be heard.
He wanted to wait, to be as good for Harvey as he could but it was all right there, just waiting to tip him over. He just wanted Harvey to come with him when he did.
"You are so good for me," Harvey whispered, speeding up his hand on Mike's cock, stroking hard and fast, giving him what he was begging for. "Come on, you can come, for me," he whispered, knowing just by the sound of Mike's voice that he was close. Harvey just wanted to let go himself, lose himself in his boy's body but he wasn't going to finish without getting Mike off first.
"Such a good boy, come on, I need you to come," he whispered against his lips. There was nothing gentle about the way he moved his hips now and while he was tempted to flip them and just take everything he needed, having Mike close and in his arms was just too good to lose.
Mike was powerless to do anything but give Harvey exactly what he wanted, and the hand around his cock along with those words was more than enough encouragement for Mike, already so close. He came, hard and shaking through his entire body with Harvey's name on his lips, as that orgasm was pulled out of him with each thrust of Harvey's hips.
He was never going to recover from this, Mike knew it somewhere deep in the back of his mind. It was over, life as he knew it. Everything that happened after this was going to be different.
Still trembling, each time Harvey moved sending a roll of sensation up Mike's spine, making him clench all the more tightly around him. And that need he'd had, suddenly shifting no longer to himself but to Harvey, he needed Harvey to come almost as desperately as he'd needed it himself. "Now you," He breathed against Harvey's lips, pulling him into another one of those deep open mouthed kisses. "I want you to come Harvey, I need you to come inside me."
Having Mike come was always wonderful, regardless from what. Seeing the pleasure on his face and hearing every little noise, it was perfect. He knew that no one could satisfy Mike like he could, that no one ever had and there was a lot of pride that came with that. At being not only the best, but everything the boy could ever want.
Harvey shuddered, Mike was tighter than he had been and that need in his voice hadn't even changed, like now, having Harvey come, was more important than his own orgasm. "I'm not very good at denying you, pretty sure that makes me a shitty Dom," he whispered, pushing up into Mike again and letting his thrusts get a little more shallow, to get them as fast as he needed them.
There was a sticky mess of Mike's come between them and Harvey felt sweat dripping down his back but it was raw and perfect and everything he'd hoped it would be. Finally with a low groan he pushed into Mike one last time, teeth grazing his shoulder but not hard enough to do anything more than sting as he came.
It was perfect, better than coming himself was watching Harvey fall apart the way he did, the noises he made and the press of teeth at his shoulder, Mike was going to hold on to this moment just the way it was for the rest of his life. There would be more so many more times, but this one was special, it was the first and he wanted to keep it safe.
His heart was racing and his breath coming in quick pants as he finally let himself collapse against Harvey, pressed against his chest, sweat and come pressed between their bodies and Mike didn't care so long as he got to stay right where he was.
"I'm pretty sure," Mike said sighing slowly, feeling loose and content as he rested against Harvey, "that you're actually the best Dom." He told him, contradicting Harvey's earlier suggestion with a smirk and a press of Mike's lips to his shoulder.
Harvey wasn't letting Mike out of his arms for at least a day. Unless he started doing that annoying thing where he opened his mouth and words came out, then he'd be banished. Chuckling, he stroked Mike's back softly; content to enjoy the afterglow for a minute.
He deserved an award for putting a sheet down, a medal and a lifetime supply of blowjobs at least.
"Yeah, well, pretty sure your opinion might actually be the only one that matters in that regard," Harvey admitted, making a face as he shifted his hips and slid out of Mike. Dealing with the condom he was then able to just pull Mike into him, body feeling pretty insistent on staying right where it was for now at least.
"You're damn right mine is the only one that matters." Mike agreed with a breath of laughter, the sound fading into a mewl of protest when Harvey slipped out of him, already missing the loss. Though with Harvey's arms wrapped around him Mike thought perhaps he could forgive that.
"But you know, I meant it, right? Hiring you was probably one of my better ideas. If I'd known fucking an employee could be so satisfying I definitely would have started earlier," Harvey said, fingers digging playfully into Mike's side.
Mike snorted as soon as Harvey started talking about work again. "Oh my god I hate you, and you're never getting near me again." Mike said laughing and squirming in Harvey's lap when he teased him. "I'm pretty sure there was a rule about talking about work, one that you're breaking right now." He informed Harvey shaking his head and catching one of Harvey's wrists in his hand.
He leaned in and kissed Harvey, slow and sweet. "Just tell me you love me, and I'll forget about the rule breaking this time." He nipped gently at Harvey's lower lip before he pulled back again.
Harvey laughed, tired but happy and maybe desperately in need of a shower. But everything could wait until lying here stopped feeling so damn good. "Rules were made to be broken, rookie."
Rolling his eyes he pinched Mike's side with his free hand. "I lo-" but he cut himself off by kissing Mike again and the rest of the words were lost in his mouth.
He was pretty sure it still counted.
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Moving Mike into his place was pretty easy, actually. Mainly because all of Mike's furniture just went into storage and his clothes hung up easily beside Harvey's. There were a few personal touches around, but Harvey's things were nicer and already there, so everything was pretty much the same. Although, there seemed to be a lot more cold pizza in the fridge than he was used to or approved of.
At least having a cleaner there every day while they were at work meant that someone was tidying up after Mike who wasn't him.
Things weren't really different, they'd practically been living together anyway, all that had happened was that they'd made it official and easier because Mike had all his things there now. But Harvey actually liked official, everything laid out and orderly, it worked for them. Plus it gave them more time together, less travel and waking up with his hands already possessive on Mike's body every morning was just what he wanted in his life.
He'd let Mike come along this evening because maybe he liked him a little bit and because he'd worked himself into the ground that week and Harvey was impressed. He'd worn one of his nicer tuxedos and he knew he looked good, but rubbing it in Louis' face while his date practically melted all over Harvey's shoes was just fun.
Having seen the person Mike was talking with excuse themselves and he stepped up behind him, voice quiet as he looked around the balcony. "Can we please go home and be naked within the hour?" Harvey asked with a chuckle.
Mike found he actually really liked events like this, oh there was still a part of him that felt like a kid playing dress up and someone was bound to find him out, but for the most part he enjoyed actually being treated like an adult and getting to see something that could very well be more a part of his future.
And of course Mike, along with what felt like everyone else in attendance, loved the sight of Harvey in a tux. He didn't think he could be blamed really.
He had lost Harvey in the course of the night though, talking with other guests and Harvey of course having things he needed to take care of, but he was just about to go off in search of Harvey when an all too familiar voice filled his head and he felt the warm presence of Harvey behind him. It took a great deal of self-control not to lean back into Harvey, but he managed it.
Though Mike couldn't keep from turning around to see him there. "Well I don't know, are you finished making everyone jealous that they're not leaving with you tonight?" He asked with a small smirk. "I wouldn't want to stand in your way." He couldn't help that deeply satisfied feeling that had settled in him at the idea that while so many other people there that night wanted to go home with Harvey it was him who would get to.
"You've got it all wrong, I'm making people jealous that they're not represented by Pearson Hardman," Harvey said with a grin, before glancing at his reflection in the window beside them. "We're selling an image, Mike and if that image is sexy, well, that's good for business."
Mike looked amazing, that had to be a new suit and it wasn't worth the struggle to try to pretend to have eyes for anyone else. "You wouldn't want to stand in my way?" Harvey asked, arching his eyebrows at Mike. "Since when?" He teased easily, making sure to keep an eye on who might be near enough to overhear them.
Only Harvey could make looking fucking fabulous in a tuxedo sound like part of his job, and well Mike could certainly appreciate the sort of work they did that required that of Harvey, even if his appreciation had nothing to do with business. He just gave Harvey a little knowing smile and nodded though.
"I wouldn't want to stand in your way of continuing to make people jealous." Mike clarified because he would most certainly stand in the way if it was anything more than that. He grinned though, because he knew it was and he liked the easy way they could tease one another like this. "It's easy to stand aside when you're the one asking to leave so we can get out of these admittedly awesome clothes." He informed Harvey.
It was moments like that he wanted to reach out, lay a comforting hand on his boy's neck, although he knew that Mike wasn't worried, not really. "You shouldn't gloat, just because you have something other people want," Harvey said.
"I'm going to say a few quick goodbyes and I'll meet you downstairs in five," he said, leaning in a tiny bit before regretfully turning away. After wishing a goodnight to a few clients and having a quick word with Jessica he was even more eager to get home.
But it wasn't too hard to get away and within the allotted five minutes he was sliding into his side of the back of the car. "They love me; it's a blessing and a curse."
Mike had excused himself from the event while Harvey was still making the rounds and couldn't help grinning when Harvey slid into the car beside him not long after he'd come down. "With great power comes great responsibility." Mike quoted sagely, so maybe he'd regret comparing Harvey to a superhero, even if only by association, it wasn't like Harvey's ego needed any help, but sometimes Mike just couldn't help it.
"You'd hate it if they didn't love you." He told him, shaking his head gently and grinning all the same. Harvey wouldn't have been Harvey if that wasn't the case, and Mike doubted that was going to change anytime soon.
"Everyone loves me," he said, reaching across to place his hand heavily on Mike's thigh.
"I'm Spiderman now, am I?" Harvey asked with a wide grin. "I always thought I was much more like Batman," he added while his fingers slowly played over the inseam of Mike's suit pants.
"See, I knew it was a mistake even before I said it." Mike said rolling his eyes at the grin Harvey gave at the suggestion that he might be Spiderman. "You can be either one of them, just know that I'm not going to be your Mary Jane or Robin." He told Harvey.
Harvey laughed, head dropping back as he pictured Mike, not for the first time, in drag. "Whatever you say, Boy Wonder," he said as he slid his arm around his boy's shoulders.
"So do I get to sit at the adult table more often now?" Mike wondered idly, fingers drumming idly against his knee.
It had been a hard road before Jessica had started letting him sit at the adults table, years at the DA's office, then getting his ass kicked as an associate. But in the end she'd introduced him to the other side of what they did, the part that involved being charming and likable, not just smart and cutthroat. "Yeah, kid. I think you do, now that you've got a suit like that," he said with a proud smile.
Mike couldn't help smiling though when Harvey agreed he'd get to sit at the adult table more, he really had worked hard and he was glad that Harvey saw it, and that it was apparently enough to justify letting him have that - he knew Harvey would never let him have this if his work hadn't earned it. "Yeah well, I thought the occasion warranted something a bit nicer." He said glancing down at his suit. "Still like the skinny ties though."
Leaning in he pressed his lips to the delicate skin below Mike's ear, gentle in the places he knew Mike wouldn't be able to hide a bruise. "Well you did very well," Harvey breathed softly against his skin, teeth gently nipping as he nuzzled his way lower on the boy's neck. Harvey slowly wrapped his hand in Mike's tie before using that hold to pull him in for a deep kiss. "Nope, I'll never agree with you and those damn ties," he said once the kiss had finally broken.
Mike went easily into the kiss, satisfaction settling deep inside him as Harvey pulled him close. Finally closing that distance they'd had to maintain throughout the evening, and putting Mike at ease the way nothing else could. He was truly well addicted to Harvey and having him close, so much so that nothing felt quite right when he had to keep his distance.
He stayed close even when Harvey broke the kiss, a slow grin spreading across his lips. "I don't know, Harvey." He said glancing down to where Harvey still held on to his tie. "I think you might like them just fine." He laughed softly and pressed his lips to the corner of Harvey's mouth, before moving lower, nosing along the sharp line of Harvey's jaw, leaving a trail of short open mouthed kisses as he went. "Even you have to admit they have their uses."
Harvey leaned back, pulling Mike with him. "No different from a leash, really," he said, raising his eyebrows as he tugged at the material again. "A normal sized tie would be just as effective." Harvey added, although he made no move to release the hold he had on his boy.
Pulling Mike's lips back to his he focused the remainder of the drive on making sure he kissed him breathless. When they pulled up at their building Ray parked and cleared his throat, making Harvey remember he should really give him a raise.
Finally releasing his hold on Mike he straightened him out a little bit before stepping out of the car and holding the door for the boy to follow.
Mike was completely unaware of just where they were until Harvey pulled away from him and apparently making an attempt at smoothing him out again before they had to get out of the car. One day perhaps he'd be able to keep his wits about him when Harvey got it into his head to kiss him like that, but Mike doubted it - and really he was more than happy to be kissed senseless whenever Harvey liked.
He followed Harvey inside and then up to his condo, moving on autopilot for the most part at least while his brain functions continued to come back online though he suspected it was all going to be for naught when they were in the privacy of their home again.
He still wasn't used to that, it being theirs and not just Harvey's. But all of his important things were there, he'd gotten out of his lease on his apartment and now there he was going home with Harvey.
"So you said something about naked earlier." Mike said biting his lower lip and grinning at Harvey when they were really alone again.
Harvey simply gave a little smile, walking through the apartment and knowing Mike would follow him. For years he'd watched the way Troy and Lila seemed to communicate without words and he'd been envious of that, but now he and Mike seemed to be developing their own version of the same thing.
A tux this nice needed to be put away, not discarded on the floor and undressing himself was probably the safer options.
"I've got plans for you, boy," he said over his shoulder as he entered their bedroom. "And yes, naked is absolutely part of that plan."
"I like plans," Mike said following Harvey, and most certainly not doing an impression of an overeager puppy. And while maybe he was more than a little bit excited about getting Harvey out of his tux and getting out of his own suit, Mike could almost hear Harvey's thoughts about taking care of his tux, even if he hadn't said anything out loud. Though considering the care he'd seen Harvey take with his every day suits he wasn't the least bit surprised now.
"What kind of plans do you have? I mean beyond the naked part of the plan, which is a good part of the plan, it's really necessary for any successful plan I think." Mike let himself babble while he took off his jacket and turned up his collar to start loosening his tie.
Harvey couldn't help make a face at the way Mike seemed to be doing his best impression of an awkward teenager. It was lucky Harvey found the boy's rambling endearing. "You should know better than to ask," he said as he hung up his jacket and trousers, placing his tie on the rack before he tossed his shirt into the laundry basket.
Pulling open one of his drawers he pulled out two candles, one blue and one purple. He wasn't the candlelight type and this wasn't going to be about that. "I think you'll like this," Harvey said, his eyes trailing over Mike's body slowly. "They're soy candles, so the melting point is lower, the wax doesn't get quite so hot," he explained as he set them down on the bedside table. "It'll still be hot, but..." He faded off, raising his eyebrows at his boy.
Mike actually hung up his jacket and pants too, though he was less concerned with what happened to his shirt and tie, more interested in the getting naked part of the plan than the state of his clothes the following morning.
Balancing on one foot while he pulled off his sock, Mike raised an eyebrow when Harvey showed him the candles, he frowned not completely understanding at first, not until he had both feet on the floor and Harvey gave him that look, the one that explained exactly what Harvey meant even if he hadn't said it.
His eyes widened slowly with dawning realization, and his heartbeat picked up at just the thought of it. "Oh," He said slowly. "That's, yeah..." he trailed off nodding, tongue sliding over his lower lip, Harvey always did have the best plans.
The look on Mike's face said it all and he opened the closet to pull out a slightly older but still clean sheet to put down on their bed and keep the covers clean. He was practical like that, after all.
Lighting the two candles with a book of matches from the drawer he finally let his attention turn back to Mike. Stepping closer he pressed his lips to the back of his neck, chuckling softly. "Strip, I'm going to need it all off," he said as he nipped at a dark purple bruise that was already on Mike's shoulder.
"Because I'm nice, I'll let you decide if you want to be on your back or your stomach," he said softly into his ear. He'd been planning this for a little while and he wanted to drive Mike totally crazy before giving him what he'd been denying them both for so long.
Mike finished undressing quickly after that, they hadn't even done anything yet and already he felt like Harvey had been teasing him on and off throughout the night. Even after all this time had passed he'd never been able to been anything less than ridiculously responsive to even the slightest suggestion from Harvey. It was hardly fair.
"You're so nice." Mike huffed a short breath of laughter, though it was said with just a little teasing in his tone it was the truth. Mike had long since broken past those barriers and walls Harvey kept up around his emotions and the idea that he might actually care. Mike was confident in that. He did turn to kiss Harvey though, lingering and slow before he went to lie down, deciding easily he wanted to be on his back - he wanted to see Harvey.
"I am," Harvey said simply as he returned Mike's kiss before watching the boy settle on the bed, eager and wanting and perfect, which was perfectly normal. Harvey followed after a moment, straddling Mike's thighs as he took a moment just to look at him.
His eyes were dark and his gaze was intense as he looked his fill. Reaching over he grabbed the blue candle seeing how the wax had already started to pool. Holding his hip firmly in one hand he looked up into Mike's eyes as he let a single drop drip down onto Mike's stomach.
Mike watched Harvey instead of the candle, he'd seen the flickering flame when Harvey picked it up and for a moment had been captured by it before Harvey's eyes caught his and tracking the candle and watching for that moment when Harvey would tip his wrist became less important.
So he wasn't expecting it when it finally did come, the sudden burst of heat against his skin before it slowly faded as the wax cooled and hardened against his skin. He couldn't help the shocked sound that spilled from his lips at the sensation, his breath getting caught in his throat for just a moment before he was breathing normally again, or as close to normally as he could with Harvey straddling him and holding a candle over his torso. "Jesus," He said exhaling in a rush before breathing in slowly. "That -" Mike pressed his lips together and shook his head, not sure he knew what to say. "Again?"
Harvey was totally hypnotized by watching Mike's face, hearing the little noises that he loved. Yes, it was good, like he knew it would be. Wax looked good on him, it seemed. Leaning down Harvey kissed his chest, teeth grazing over one of his nipples with a chuckle.
"Please," Harvey corrected, voice firm as he straightened up again. Tilting the candle a little bit he teased him with it, waiting until Mike said it right.
Mike's eyes closed just briefly when Harvey leaned down over him, making him arch with want. Though they opened just as quickly when Harvey was sitting up again, this time letting his eyes drift between Harvey's face and the candle watching the angle of it as Harvey slowly tipped it over, though not enough to let the wax fall.
"Harvey, please." Mike said slowly turning his gaze back to Harvey.
The corner of his mouth twitched into a smile and he tipped the candle, letting the blue splash over Mike' stomach a little more than a drop now, wrapping his hand around the boy's cock with his empty hand at the same time.
Creating a trail of blue drips up Mike's chest he moved his attention over the nipple he'd just had in his mouth, knowing that was going to hurt, at least a little bit.
The conflicting sensations Harvey created in him made it impossible for Mike to decide how he felt about this, though if the way his hips arched up into Harvey's hand, driving his cock into the ring of Harvey's fingers was anything to go on Mike would say that he wholeheartedly approved of the course of their evening activities.
Mouth open in what had started as a silent gasp and turned into a low groan as that trail of wax settled over his nipple. The pleasure of pain was something Mike had learned to appreciate almost from the start, the sharp sting of Harvey's teeth against his skin, the bruises left after Harvey had gripped him tight, the slap of Harvey's hand against his ass - and yet this was different than anything else, that sharp blossom of heat that shifted into something easier to deal with, melting into a deep thrum of pleasure that Mike swore he could feel pulsing through his veins. It was maddening with the way it constantly changed.
It was the perfect response, arousal and submission and it was a giant turn on, but more than that, Mike satisfied him in a way no one else had ever come close to before. Mike's face betrayed everything and Harvey was really going to have to put more time aside to experiment with new things.
Placing the candle back on the table he slowly ran his fingers over one of the dry spots of blue, his hand stilling on Mike's cock. Leaning down he braced himself on his elbow beside Mike's head, kissing him, dirty, open mouthed and hot. "I'm going to fuck you tonight," Harvey admitted, because while he was good at keeping secrets, there was nothing better than taking someone by surprise.
Mike whined, not quite desperate he told himself though who knew if that was true, when Harvey set the candle down and stilled his hand, missing both already before Harvey distracted him completely. Mike really thought he would never get tired of the way Harvey kissed him, especially like this when all Mike could do was let himself open to whatever Harvey wanted to take from him.
Harvey's confession was like a punch to the gut, want and desire suddenly spiking inside of him. Mike couldn't help the way his cock twitched with interest and he moaned at just the words themselves. "Fuck, Harvey." Some small part of his brain said it was redundant but Mike couldn't help it, his brain really was going to fail on him if Harvey kept it up.
He'd spent so long training and holding back and teaching Mike, it was almost like he'd forgotten to let himself have this, that having Mike in every way possible was his right. "Yeah," he agreed with a little chuckle.
But he had an order he wanted to do this in and he straightened up to grasp the purple candle which had a pool of melted wax just waiting. Abandoning Mike's cock in favor for tilting his boy's head back he splashed a long line of wax right from the hollow between his collarbones right down to his stomach. "Do you like that?" Harvey asked, his voice rough and his cock already aching from watching the picture Mike made in front of him.
The reintroduction of the wax was a shock and Mike arched as it splashed against his skin in a long hot line reducing his focus down to that strip of skin hot and sensitive. He gripped at the sheets panting and nodded, quick and sharp at Harvey's voice filling his head.
"Yes, Sir, fuck - yes, yes." Mike babbled, caught up in the act, of being there with Harvey, knowing what was coming, and at the same time stuck right in the moment as the wax cooled on his chest, suffusing him with a bone deep sort of warmth from the inside out, like the wax had gotten beneath his skin somehow.
Harvey loved the sounds Mike made when he got excited, when he started to lose control, giving it all over to him. "Good boy," he whispered, slowly surrounding his bellybutton with the hot wax. "My good, boy."
Putting down the second candle he leaned down to blow on the wet wax until it was dry. Then he was able to slowly pick it off, every drip, every tiny piece, Mike's skin pink where he pulled the substance away. Collecting all the shards of dried wax he tossed them into the can beside the bed, leaning down to kiss all the reddened skin, eyes on Mike's. This was important, that he'd use the wax on Mike but he'd always make it better after, be there when it was finished and care for him from start to finish.
Mike had failed to take into consideration the way it would feel when Harvey started to peel the wax away from his skin when he'd first laid eyes on the candles. Even that first drop of wax on his skin hadn't gotten his mind to that point, but laying there feeling even more sensitive than he had only moments before with wax hardening against his skin, and Harvey's lips tracing over reddened lines and dots over his skin Mike could hardly believe this part had been left out of his calculations.
He couldn't help the way his fingers curled first against Harvey's shoulder and then up to his neck and pushing into his hair, clinging without pulling or forcing, just needing the anchor of Harvey against his skin. "Please, Harvey." Mike breathed, quiet and maybe a little desperate this time, as he held Harvey's gaze.
"I am so happy with where you are now, with all of this," Harvey admitted, kissing slowly around Mike's bellybutton and then up his chest. But he didn't settle his weight on him like he usually might, but moved instead to one side so he could sit up against the head of the bed.
"C'mere," he said gently, already working his underwear down his legs so that Mike could settle in his lap without anything between them. "When you're good, you get what you want, Mike. When you're really, really good, I get what I want, too. Because you really are a reflection of me, your behavior shows what kind of Dom I am and I'm proud of you, boy."
Settling into Harvey's lap, against him was perfect. It always had been, ever since that first time, and that night was no different. It was like being there in Harvey's lap was all he needed, the rest - the rest was just a bonus, the best bonus in the entire world, but still.
He was already blissed out and comfortable leaning into Harvey, doing his best to keep from rocking against him, though the desire was there. All that skin and Harvey's cock hard against Mike's, only months of training had made Mike capable of holding himself back. He hummed softly, kissing the corner of Harvey's mouth, brushing his lips against Harvey's briefly. "I want you to get what you want." He told him, "I want to be good for you, really really good, Harvey."
Harvey stroked his hand over Mike's cheek affectionately when he kissed him, not wanting to stop touching him. "I know you do and you already are, Mike. You are so, so good for me," he whispered, his voice rough in total contrast to his gentle hands.
Reaching over he grabbed a tube of lube from the draw beside his bed, handing it to Mike. "You're going to straddle me and stretch yourself for me, boy, so I can watch," he said, keeping Mike's eyes on his with an intense gaze. "Have you ever done that before?" Harvey asked, stroking his hands soothingly up and down Mike's lean sides. As much as he wanted this, he wasn't just going to hand it to Mike; he still had to earn it.
"Jesus, Harvey." Mike couldn't help the tightening clench of his stomach when Harvey told him what he wanted, fingers wrapped tight around the tube Harvey had pressed into his hand. Mike let his forehead drop to Harvey's shoulder for a moment just to regain a small bit of that control he was desperately losing.
He nodded and then shook his head not really sure what the correct answer was, "Not like this." He said in answer to Harvey's question. Not with someone else watching, not knowing it was what his partner wanted, in the past it perhaps it had been a single finger, experimenting trying to figure out just what it was that he liked. This was completely different.
He wanted this though, wanted this because Harvey wanted it, and Mike was more than up to the task of earning it. He lifted his face, after pressing kisses against Harvey's neck and throat. "Okay," He said more for himself than for Harvey as he sat up on his knees, taking his weight off Harvey, as he snapped the top off the tube.
Mike started with a single finger, pressing in slowly, taking his time about it, working his finger in carefully, and bracing himself with an arm around Harvey's shoulders.
Harvey's hands were firm and sure as he stroked up Mike's legs, over his back, soothing him, wanting him to know there was no rush, they'd waited a year, they could wait longer. "You look good like this," he said quietly, not a trace of shyness as he looked openly at what was his. "Desperate and beautiful," Harvey said, leaning forward to kiss his shoulder and down over his bicep.
He'd thought about this, of course. Mainly before he'd even got to have Mike as his, when they first met and it had all been about lust and fantasies about fucking, before it had really started to unfold. But he'd still considered it since, how good it would feel and how it would feel to be so close without all the walls that Harvey usually kept up between himself and other people.
"That's so good," Harvey whispered, strong fingers wrapping around Mike's wrist and helping press the boy's finger a little deeper into his ass. "How's that?" He asked, nipping sharply at his boy's shoulder to shift the attention back to him.
"Oh, oh, oh," Mike gasped as Harvey's fingers wrapped around his wrist, it was impossible to think, to do anything but what Harvey wanted him to, not when he was like this. So much of him didn't want to wait, it had been so long and now there they were right on the edge once again and Harvey wanted to draw this out, like he hadn't been doing that from the start.
But it felt so good at the same time, going slow, Harvey helping him, the press and curl of his finger inside of him. "Yeah," The word low and drawn out while Mike slowly found a rhythm, rocking back onto his finger just slightly, getting easier each time until he was ready for another.
Mike couldn't imagine doing this for anyone else, being so completely open with himself, and the things he wanted, it was clear just to look at him what this was leading up to, the slick slide of his finger. He'd have only ever done this for Harvey.
"You look-" Harvey cut himself off, shaking his head as his eyes moved between Mike's hand and his eyes, unable to settle on one image when everything looked so good. "Perfect," he settled on, licking his suddenly dry lips, which was kind of useless because his whole mouth felt dry now.
"That's not an answer," Harvey teased, shaking his head as he slowly pulled Mike's fingers free. "Now two, come on, you can take it," he encouraged, gripping Mike's hip in his other hand to keep him steady.
The trust and the openness still surprised him, that someone who'd been as closed and scared as Mike could now trust him completely and be at this point now that he let Harvey see him torn open and bare was still breathtaking.
"It's good, Harvey." Mike exhaled the words in a rush, trying to give Harvey the answer he'd asked for. "Very good, good. Fuck." He nodded, biting his lip, ready for the second when Harvey told him.
He leaned into the hand on his hip, taking a slow deep breath. It was all too much, and Mike didn't want to be right on the edge when he finally got there. Though he didn't know how he would manage it, not as he pressed a second finger inside. "Harvey, god." He worked his second finger faster than he had with the first, made easier with each slick slide.
Harvey felt like he needed to pant to get enough oxygen because of the sight Mike was making in front of him. "I've got you," he said quietly, tightening his grip on the boy's hip. His entire body was tense with restraint and he didn't want to have to wait much longer.
Pulling on Mike's wrist he got his fingers free before taking the time to slick his own fingers. "My turn," he said, his voice practically a growl as he started to work three fingers into the most willing body he'd ever come across. This was the only way he could be sure when Mike was ready and that his eagerness didn't lead to something his body might not be ready for yet.
And Mike trusted Harvey to have him, just like he always did because Harvey was always there when Mike needed him, he'd proved it any number of times over and Mike didn't doubt him now. The hand on his hip and the fingers around his wrist were proof enough of that.
Earlier perhaps, or any other night, Mike would have had words, some words spilling from his mouth - whether or not they made sense, it didn't matter. He babbled when he let himself get worked up like this, but when Harvey's fingers slid into him, opening him up and filling him just right Mike couldn't think of a single one. Like his entire ability to speak had been lost to him.
Mike pressed his face against the side of Harvey's neck, breath hot and sticky against the beating of his pulse there, while noises but not words were muffled against Harvey's throat, and Mike let his body do the begging he couldn't seem to find the words for.
It was hard to really think of anything that wasn't just hot, tight, want, mine, yes and he felt like it was good they were taking their time with this so Harvey had time to remember not to lose control, as tempting as it was. Instead he just had to focus on Mike, open, vulnerable and so trusting.
Harvey loved the little noises Mike made and he focused on them as he twisted and curled his fingers, feeling the slide start to become easier. Every little twitch, sound, movement, it all added up to the same thing, how much Mike wanted and Harvey could relate to that right now.
Slipping his fingers free he kissed the top of his head as he reached into the draw again. "Come on," he encouraged, shrugging his shoulder so Mike would sit up again. "Put this on me," Harvey said quietly as pressed a condom into the palm of Mike's hand. It crossed his mind he probably didn't need it, but it was habit after being careful for a very long time.
Mike's fingers curled around the square Harvey pressed into his palm, lifting his head slowly as he tried to pull himself back from that edge where it felt like he'd been waiting for so long. He wanted this to be good, not frantic, wanted it to last longer than what the desperation coursing through his veins would have preferred, he needed to get a hold on himself.
He sat back, over Harvey's thighs before he tore open the foil and started to roll the condom down over Harvey's cock with fingers that felt far calmer than Mike did. He stroked Harvey's cock slowly moving closer again, one hand between them when he pressed his lips to Harvey's.
"I've never - never wanted anyone the way I want you." He said slowly, using the time it took to find the words to get a reign on the racing of his heart. "And not just like this," Though god did he want Harvey like this, his body practically sang for it he wanted it so much, "but every way you'll let me have you. I'm yours, Harvey." The words were quiet, breathed into Harvey's mouth Mike was so close, but he couldn't move away, couldn't let himself put any distance between them.
Giving Mike a task was a good way to get him back in the room and it seemed to work well. Plus it was nice to watch and the touch made Harvey huff out a gruff little noise. His body was tense but the kiss was leisurely and thorough, he wasn't suddenly in a hurry just because they were ready to go.
Being the focus of all of Mike's attention had always been a very intense feeling, he'd never met someone with eyes that were so expressive and they told Harvey all of that long before Mike found the right words. "This is going to be the last first time you ever have with someone, don't you ever forget it" he replied, taking his cock in hand to line them up, which was easy seeing as they already fit together so perfectly.
"I won't." Mike shook his head, there was no way he could forget this, even without his enhanced memory. This moment, that they'd both been waiting for wasn't something that was just going to slip from his mind one day, it was too much a part of this thing with Harvey and Mike was never going to forget any of that.
Holding Mike's hip tightly in his hand, he had the boy's name on hip lips as he worked the head of his cock inside him. But he wasn't content to stop with just that and in the end it would be easier if he just went through with it. So he rocked his hips, pulled Mike down and pushed up until there was nowhere else to go.
When Harvey finally pressed into him, thick and hard and hot and oh god so good, Mike thought there might not be anything better than that moment where Harvey finally owned every part of him.
Settled there in Harvey's lap, Mike gave his hips an experimental roll, shuddering at the sensation that coursed through his body. "God Harvey," Mike wound his arms around Harvey, keeping himself close, keeping Harvey close - needing as much contact, skin to skin, as he could get, as much as Harvey would allow him.
Tension was coiled so tightly under his skin he felt like he was going to snap, because Mike just felt so good, perfect. The world did that thing again, where it shrunk down to include just the two of them and nothing out of reach even existed anymore.
There wasn't much leverage in this position, but it was okay because Mike was rolling his hips and making Harvey desperate as he groaned softly. His hand was shaking and he placed it on Mike's lower back, pressing him in as close as he seemed to be begging for.
"I knew hiring you was a good idea," Harvey said with a stressed little chuckle. Pushing up he rocked into Mike and groaned, chuckling again. "Fuck, Mike. Your ass is a revelation."
"Don't. Fuck, just don't." Mike said with a burst of surprised laughter when Harvey spoke. "Don't start talking about work now, Harvey. I will never forgive you." He said pressing his lips against Harvey's to stop him from saying anything more for the moment.
He rocked against Harvey, using what little leverage he had to rise up and then rock back down against him. "You can say that again, if you want." He laughed against Harvey's cheek, feeling better than he could remember.
It was slower than he thought it would be, all the times he'd imagined it, even earlier that same night when Mike had been desperate for it - but this was better than that could have been, moving together with Harvey, feeling every inch of him as Mike settled down onto Harvey's cock.
Harvey laughed into Mike's mouth, glad to break a little of the tension so that he didn't feel so close to just losing it already. He'd been about to tell Mike how much a good brief turned him on but decided against it as he melted into the kiss.
It was slow work, just moving together, taking their time and enjoying it. Harvey had never experienced such a perfect first time with someone. Usually it took time to get into a rhythm but he and Mike were already perfectly in tune and joined in a way that was bigger than this.
Reaching between them Harvey wrapped his hand around Mike's cock, teasing the head softly with his thumb. He felt impossibly tight and Harvey jerked up into him a little bit harder, trying to angle his hips to make it as good for him as possible. "Feeling you tight as a virgin does wonders for the green eyed monster," Harvey admitted, voice a little bit shaky.
Mike's body tensed when Harvey's fingers wrapped around his cock, hips rocking up into the touch. "Stop, you're not jealous." Mike said slowly, arm around Harvey's neck, sharing air between them while Mike stayed close. "Like you could ever think there was anyone, fuck - anyone but you." He shook his head and smiled against Harvey's lips.
"Only you, Harvey." Mike promised, there was only Harvey and no one else that Mike wanted. He curled his fingers Harvey's hair, pulling him into another kiss, nipping at his lip. "Just this Harvey, this is it." It was good, achingly sweet in just how perfect it was, and Mike decided it was worth all the months it had taken to get them here, every single one of them.
Harvey wasn't a guy that got emotional during sex, or over sex, or because of a man, he just wasn't and the way he whimpered into Mike's mouth had everything to do with being wrapped up in the tightest ass he'd ever had and absolutely nothing to do with feeling totally wanted and loved for the first time in his life. Because that was the sort of shit that made him roll his eyes, not cling to Mike tighter, well maybe just this once, not that he'd ever admit it.
Kissing was easier than talking and he was pretty happy to swap dirty open mouthed kisses with Mike, sucking lightly on his tongue as he pushed hard and deep, feet flat on the mattress to give him more leverage. Because who needed to say that Mike was his when he was showing him with every roll of his hips and stroke of his thumb over the head of his cock.
Mike didn't need Harvey to talk, he did it enough for the both of them the rest of the time and he was more than content to do that again here. He didn't need the words, he could feel it in the way Harvey touched him, each rock of Harvey's hips driving him deep again and again. That was all Mike needed.
That desperation was rushing back on Mike again, with each swipe of Harvey's thumb over the head of his cock, and each driving thrust of his hips, all of it pushing him right up to that edge again while he held tight to Harvey to keep him grounded.
"Harvey, Harvey please." He gasped against Harvey's lips. "I need - god Harvey, please." Mike begged, he was shaking against Harvey, all of it catching up with him suddenly, faster than he'd expected.
Now that they'd started fucking he knew they'd be doing a lot more of it, especially after what was almost a year between encounters, they had a lot to make up for. Plus if Mike was going to behave so perfectly, the perfect sub, trained to be everything Harvey wanted and needed, he was never going to be able to resist.
As much as they'd broken the tension with words and some gentle laughter, he'd known they were going to get back into it, thrusts going just from gently rocking together to something harsher and laced with need.
"Please what, Mike? Tell me what you need," he whispered, tightening his hand around Mike's cock and trying the best he could to time the movements of his fist with his thrusts into him. His nails dug into Mike's back as he let out a low groan, the boy feeling like he was getting tighter by the second.
Mike whined, caught in that place where everything was just a little too much and not enough all at the same time, it set him on edge and made every single thrust of Harvey's hips feel like it would be the last one, like that tiny scrap of self-control he still held onto was just going to be ripped from him.
"I need to come Harvey, please. I, I can't- fuck." The words were rough as they tumbled from Mike's mouth as he clung to Harvey. It was alright there bearing down on him, impossible to resist that need as it pressed in on him with each pass of Harvey's fist, driving Mike crazy with need. "Please, Harvey," Mike repeated it over and over again, the words getting lost into the next in their rush to get out, to be heard.
He wanted to wait, to be as good for Harvey as he could but it was all right there, just waiting to tip him over. He just wanted Harvey to come with him when he did.
"You are so good for me," Harvey whispered, speeding up his hand on Mike's cock, stroking hard and fast, giving him what he was begging for. "Come on, you can come, for me," he whispered, knowing just by the sound of Mike's voice that he was close. Harvey just wanted to let go himself, lose himself in his boy's body but he wasn't going to finish without getting Mike off first.
"Such a good boy, come on, I need you to come," he whispered against his lips. There was nothing gentle about the way he moved his hips now and while he was tempted to flip them and just take everything he needed, having Mike close and in his arms was just too good to lose.
Mike was powerless to do anything but give Harvey exactly what he wanted, and the hand around his cock along with those words was more than enough encouragement for Mike, already so close. He came, hard and shaking through his entire body with Harvey's name on his lips, as that orgasm was pulled out of him with each thrust of Harvey's hips.
He was never going to recover from this, Mike knew it somewhere deep in the back of his mind. It was over, life as he knew it. Everything that happened after this was going to be different.
Still trembling, each time Harvey moved sending a roll of sensation up Mike's spine, making him clench all the more tightly around him. And that need he'd had, suddenly shifting no longer to himself but to Harvey, he needed Harvey to come almost as desperately as he'd needed it himself. "Now you," He breathed against Harvey's lips, pulling him into another one of those deep open mouthed kisses. "I want you to come Harvey, I need you to come inside me."
Having Mike come was always wonderful, regardless from what. Seeing the pleasure on his face and hearing every little noise, it was perfect. He knew that no one could satisfy Mike like he could, that no one ever had and there was a lot of pride that came with that. At being not only the best, but everything the boy could ever want.
Harvey shuddered, Mike was tighter than he had been and that need in his voice hadn't even changed, like now, having Harvey come, was more important than his own orgasm. "I'm not very good at denying you, pretty sure that makes me a shitty Dom," he whispered, pushing up into Mike again and letting his thrusts get a little more shallow, to get them as fast as he needed them.
There was a sticky mess of Mike's come between them and Harvey felt sweat dripping down his back but it was raw and perfect and everything he'd hoped it would be. Finally with a low groan he pushed into Mike one last time, teeth grazing his shoulder but not hard enough to do anything more than sting as he came.
It was perfect, better than coming himself was watching Harvey fall apart the way he did, the noises he made and the press of teeth at his shoulder, Mike was going to hold on to this moment just the way it was for the rest of his life. There would be more so many more times, but this one was special, it was the first and he wanted to keep it safe.
His heart was racing and his breath coming in quick pants as he finally let himself collapse against Harvey, pressed against his chest, sweat and come pressed between their bodies and Mike didn't care so long as he got to stay right where he was.
"I'm pretty sure," Mike said sighing slowly, feeling loose and content as he rested against Harvey, "that you're actually the best Dom." He told him, contradicting Harvey's earlier suggestion with a smirk and a press of Mike's lips to his shoulder.
Harvey wasn't letting Mike out of his arms for at least a day. Unless he started doing that annoying thing where he opened his mouth and words came out, then he'd be banished. Chuckling, he stroked Mike's back softly; content to enjoy the afterglow for a minute.
He deserved an award for putting a sheet down, a medal and a lifetime supply of blowjobs at least.
"Yeah, well, pretty sure your opinion might actually be the only one that matters in that regard," Harvey admitted, making a face as he shifted his hips and slid out of Mike. Dealing with the condom he was then able to just pull Mike into him, body feeling pretty insistent on staying right where it was for now at least.
"You're damn right mine is the only one that matters." Mike agreed with a breath of laughter, the sound fading into a mewl of protest when Harvey slipped out of him, already missing the loss. Though with Harvey's arms wrapped around him Mike thought perhaps he could forgive that.
"But you know, I meant it, right? Hiring you was probably one of my better ideas. If I'd known fucking an employee could be so satisfying I definitely would have started earlier," Harvey said, fingers digging playfully into Mike's side.
Mike snorted as soon as Harvey started talking about work again. "Oh my god I hate you, and you're never getting near me again." Mike said laughing and squirming in Harvey's lap when he teased him. "I'm pretty sure there was a rule about talking about work, one that you're breaking right now." He informed Harvey shaking his head and catching one of Harvey's wrists in his hand.
He leaned in and kissed Harvey, slow and sweet. "Just tell me you love me, and I'll forget about the rule breaking this time." He nipped gently at Harvey's lower lip before he pulled back again.
Harvey laughed, tired but happy and maybe desperately in need of a shower. But everything could wait until lying here stopped feeling so damn good. "Rules were made to be broken, rookie."
Rolling his eyes he pinched Mike's side with his free hand. "I lo-" but he cut himself off by kissing Mike again and the rest of the words were lost in his mouth.
He was pretty sure it still counted.
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