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Your back was laid against Harvey in comfortable silence. Harvey had the day’s newspaper in his hands and the gentle smell of the fresh ink had made home of the air around you. He flipped through the pages slowly with your form snuggly leaned against his chest, making sure he was still embracing you even while reading.
The autumn had felt never ending even with all the work keeping you busy. So now seeing the snow slowly race down across the farm felt like a treat, it was finally time to rest for a while. You’d missed mornings like this with him for a while now. No distractions, no work and nowhere to be. Just the two of you and what felt like endless time together. In fact, neither you or Harvey had bothered to even dress up. The house was still warm from the night before, so there was no need. It was comfortable like this, in boxers and t-shirts, sharing warmth and small affections.
Harvey lowered his chin atop your head, a subtle hum escaping him before any words came out. “No work today?” He asked, voice still a little sleep riddled but so distinctly him. “None, thank Yoba,” you responded with humour in your tone. Of course there were still things to do, but the thought of today being a little easier on you was tempting. “Good, you need rest,” Harvey replied matter of factly before pressing a kiss in the mess that was your hair. You could tell he felt a little more at ease too now that you were here, in his embrace. As much as you usually resisted in the name of duty. “For once I feel like I agree,” you replied in sigh while leaning your head back against his shoulder, attempting to get a glimpse of him.
Harvey smiled down at you. It didn’t take long for him to abandon the newspaper at the foot of the bed and focus his affections on you. His arms moved to hold your middle, not roaming but loosely hanging around you. “You know, I’ve been planning something.” He said which caught your interest, affection still present in your eyes when he leaned a little closer. A curious ‘hm?’ escaped your lips. You felt his thumb caress your waist through the fabric of your shirt before he even answered. A small nervous action that you never mentioned to him, yet found it endearing. “I was thinking, if you’re here all day…I could open the clinic a little later…” He started and you listened, of course. Though you couldn’t hold back the smirk from your lips. “An hour…or two. Just to take care of you for today,” Harvey raised his eyebrows a little to enhance the offer, topping it off with a subtle kiss to your temple.
You chuckled, swatting his arm on your waist playfully. “Very improper of you, Dr. Harvey,” you scolded him while beaming with an affectionate smile. “But husband Harvey…Now, he might be allowed to…” You added soon after, Harvey grinned in response to you playing along. He nuzzled his head closer, pressing a few more kisses around your temple. “I’d say he’s more than allowed to by now…” He murmured as he went on. You felt his hand slip under the hem of your shirt, not wandering far but enough for you to notice. His touch was always so gentle and considerate, it was hard to back down from. “I suppose he’s earned his fun…” You gave in with a light laugh as he took the opportunity to press a kiss against your neck. Every action laced with affection. “You worked so hard the whole autumn, let me take care of you in turn…No paybacks.” He murmured between the kisses, sliding his hand a little higher. You flashed him a tender smile before leaning in to peck at his jaw, coaxing him closer to you for a kiss. “Would you be so kind?” You asked as if this was foreign, it was almost insulting! Only if it wasn’t for the fact that Harvey felt the need to do this for you often, this wouldn’t have been the first or even the second time.
Harvey didn’t even bother to respond to the playful comment. He retracted his hand from under your shirt to place it against your cheek. His eyes scanned over yours for a brief moment, nothing but sleep riddled affection behind the lenses of his glasses. He leaned in for a kiss before you were able to say anything. You responded, but not without placing your hand over his. Tugging at it lightly to intertwine your fingers in a warm hold. At no point did the kiss become messy, it stayed as sweet as it started. Not even when you smiled into it, slowly guiding his hand along with yours to the waistband of your boxers. Not saying anything but giving him a subtle hint for him to follow, otherwise focused on the sweet kiss.
Harvey followed along. His finger hooked on the waistband but paused there, savouring the moment for a little longer. You felt him adjust his position while peppering kisses along your jaw before sliding his hand under the waistband. Your hand wasn’t holding his wrist anymore, only lightly tracing the skin on his wrist to nudge him forward. His breath hitched slightly, feeling it against your back while laying against him.
He was slow, but he knew exactly what to do. His fingers formed slow circles against you before dipping lower, pressing down just a little harder when he heard your breath shudder. And it was hard to control yourself because of how skilled he was, in a way that only years of marriage would bring. He was taking full advantage of that, and it wasn’t just that. It was the devotion he had for your body that made each stroke deliberate and practised.
You didn’t notice, but his eyes were focused on you. Taking in every reaction and admiring each one. Harvey leaned closer, his eyes closing before showering your neck with kisses, allowing your head to fall against his shoulder. “Look at you…,” he murmured along with sweet nothings as his finger sank just a little deeper, curling in a way that made you shudder. He soon added another, sliding them in and out in a slow rhythm. “This okay?” He breathed out the question. The answer was obvious and you felt like he knew that, yet you answered with a nod, otherwise at a loss for words.
Your eyes focused on the action. Watching the bulge of his hand under the fabric of your boxers move ever so slightly. The subtle sound his fingers made as they moved, mixing with your wetness, it was erotic. It was hard to ignore, hard to not imagine how his fingers must have been covered in your slick. Harvey’s focus stayed on you. He was careful, adding a third finger with a slow slide. Stretching a little but he knew exactly how long to adjust for before curling his fingers to make you groan against him. He’d noticed your lack of words but that didn’t stop him from talking you through the process. “Come like this…No touching yourself, just me…hm?” He murmured against your neck while methodically changing the rhythm, just to get a little more noise out of you. He pulled out just enough to swipe up some of the slick that had ran down, pressing it back in before continuing his ministries. “Think you can do that for me, dear?” Harvey added before pressing a kiss to your temple.
You’d been so focused on the obscene wet sounds of his fingers it was hard to respond. Each pump of his hand digging so deep, almost caressing something sweet. You uttered his name with a breathy ‘yeah’ escaping your lips.
Harvey kept his free hand around you, holding you just close enough to make his own arousal known. But he didn’t act on it, his focus solely on you. He curled his fingers, searching for the spot that he knew would bring you over the edge, feeling how you kept squeezing him. “You’re close?...” He murmured, not really needing an answer but he heard another breathy ‘yeah’ coming from you before leaning in for a messy kiss. “So handsome for me…” Harvey spoke between the kisses, allowing you to inhale the praise.
Harvey sped up just the way he knew would do it for you. Listening to the sweet sounds you were making made him sure of that. “That feel good? Gonna come like this for me?” He spoke with a soft tone while mindlessly showering your neck with kisses, all the way up to your ear. It was hard to hold back, to even try when he was like this. Talking to you with such confidence. “You’re so handsome…” He kept talking until he felt you squeeze down against him. The tingle in your gut spread further fast. You shuddered as his fingers caressed a sweet spot inside, coming undone in his arms with a deep red hue across your cheeks. “I love you…” You breathed out mindlessly while Harvey helped you ride out the orgasm. Feeling a sticky mess form around his fingers soon after.
Harvey reached out to brush a strand of hair out of your face before slowly pulling his fingers out. “That’s it…You were so good…” He leaned back to the nightstand to wipe his hand before turning back to tend to you. “You alright, sweetheart?” He asked, watching as you were rendered down to a panting mess for a moment. It caused a flush to rise to his face as well, proud of himself for being the one to have caused that. “All okay,” you breathed out after a moment. Leaning up to give him a kiss to which he responded to earnestly.
Harvey adored this part, being able to see you so lax in his arms after he’d rendered you down to this. He showered your cheeks and forehead with a couple more kisses before allowing you to rest back against him. You enjoyed the attention and the tentative nature Harvey had each time. “You felt good..” The words left your lips without much thought. It was hard to word your thoughts anymore. This wasn’t the first, second or even third time you’d both been here, and there weren’t a lot of things that hadn’t been said already.
Harvey laughed in a soft tone, keeping his arms snuggly around your form. “Of course I did, it comes with the years of practice.” He hummed with a hint of pride in his words. His thumb brushed over your hip, a beat of silence between the two of you. “You really okay though?” He asked again just to be sure, while his thumb kept caressing your side. His touch was gentle but clearly searching for something.
The intention didn’t go unnoticed, and by then it wasn’t hard to guess whether it was the doctor or your husband asking the question. “What do you have in mind?” You asked, accompanied by an amused chuckle. Seeing you take the bait formed a smirk on his lips before his hand began to trace your waist. “Can’t I be concerned without an agenda?” He asked with false innocence gleaming in his eyes. Harvey knew you’d caught on but that didn’t mean he’d pass by the chance to tease you, while also giving you time to recover. “You can…I just don’t think that’s the case…” You hummed, leaning back against him to press a few kisses to his collar. Harvey was always weak to affections from you after, and it didn’t take long for him to fold for you this time either. “Would you go another round?” He requested with a more silent tone. He wasn’t shy around you like this, but he didn’t want to seem greedy even when all he wanted was you. “I could…” You responded softly, still feeling his arousal against you.
Harvey gave you a chaste kiss before leaning you against the headboard and moving between your legs. He didn’t waste more time, hooking his finger to the waistband of the soiled boxers. The action itself was still more of a request than a command as he waited for you to lift your hips to pull them off at last. He slid them off in one swift motion, losing them in the mess of sheets on the bed as his palms came to quickly caress your thighs.
You felt your heartbeat grow faster when he placed tender kisses along your skin, having to bite your lip before opening your legs a little more. Harvey was always respectful and understanding of you, but that didn’t change the fact that you felt almost embarrassed of how wet you’d grown for him. And that didn’t seem to go unnoticed by Harvey either, he said nothing of it but the red hue on his cheeks was an indicator enough. “Tell me if it’s too much…” He spoke with a tender tone before lowering his head, his eyes closing as his tongue dipped in.
Your hand let go of the sheets and found its way to Harvey’s hair. Not tugging but simply holding on to him to ground yourself while gasping as the last bits of any self control began to disappear. Harvey pressed his hips against the mattress, groaning at the lack of friction as he kept lapping you up. He reached for the hand you’d tangled in his hair, intertwining his fingers with yours to hold on to, feeling you squeeze his almost immediately.
You closed your thighs around his head. The sounds he was making were filthy yet so attractive, rendering it impossible to hold back any noises. “Close…” You were able to hiss out, eyes locked on the obscene sight of him working you so diligently. It was useless to try and hold back, Harvey knew exactly how to treat his husband and he was feeling ruthless this time.
You bucked your hips against him, coming undone for the second time in desperate cries before easing up against the bed. Clear slick coating his tongue as he helped you ride out the high again, only rising his head when he felt you buck against him. In the midst of your pleasure you felt Harvey shudder, and heard the groan he let against your skin. You paid no mind to it at the time, but a deep red hue had taken root on Harvey’s face. He smiled fondly while looking at the way you were rendered into a panting mess yet again, allowing himself to admire you for a moment before leaning in to embrace you. Letting you enjoy the aftershocks.
Harvey laid there with you for a moment before leaning in to steal a quick kiss, earning a chuckle from you when you noticed how foggy his glasses were. He smiled awkwardly before removing them and clearing his throat to change the subject. “I’ll get you cleaned up, hold on…” He sat up on the edge of the bed. Harvey seemed a little out of sorts, hurried more than usual, yet he still turned back before leaving. “You feel alright?” He asked, his tone still kind as ever. “All good,” you reported back to him while eyeing him suspiciously. Harvey wasn’t exactly good at hiding things from you and here it was clear as ever. You pursed your lips before a realisation dawned on you, “did you even have a chance to-” Your gaze travelled down to his boxers, eyes widening for a moment in silent ‘oh’ before neutralizing your expression. You didn’t wish to embarrass him any further, but there wasn’t much fixing your own wording by then.
Harvey looked away, embarrassed as he covered himself up a little. There was a subtle darkened spot on his boxers after coming untouched.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-” You started before he put his hands up and shook his head. “No, no it’s my fault…” Harvey spoke silently while fidgeting with his hands. He had a deep red blush across his cheeks, the inside of his glasses still a little fogged up from earlier. A sorry state to see him in, feeling the need to try and to undo the unnecessary tension. “It happens,” you spoke with a calm tone while opening your arms up for him in silent invitation. To which he took to quickly, crawling back over you to hide his face, an embarrassed growl escaping his lips. “Ugh, that’s still embarrassing,” his voice rumbled against your neck while you played with his hair gently to soothe him. As amused as you were by then, you didn’t wish to embarrass him further by laughing.
“I’ll have to go change…” Harvey stated after a while, accompanied by a sigh as some of the tension left him. Having accepted defeat. “Yeah? Come lay back down after,” you flashed him a smile, pressing a kiss to the top of his head before he was able to leave.
Harvey seemed keen on the idea, especially after what’d happened. And that little motivation got him out of the bed and to go clean up quickly.
You noticed how his eyes softened the second he came back, seeing you spread on their shared bed, still waiting for him. He was carrying a damp towel, presenting it to you as he sat on the edge of the bed. “I thought you’d be more comfortable like this too,” Harvey spoke with a little more confidence again before leaning in to wipe down the mess between your legs.
You noticed how the towel was warm, knowing he’d purposefully made sure to make it as comfortable as possible. You didn’t dare to say anything while watching him tend to you, he seemed so focused.
When Harvey was done, he wasted no time to crawl back next to you. Abandoning the towel on a nightstand without much care after making sure you were all clean. “C’mere,” he invited you back against him like you’d done earlier. And who were you to refuse?
You found your spot right where you’d been before. Only this time, Harvey seemed to have a tighter hold of you. You didn’t exchange any more words, settling into a comfortable silence to spend more time together.