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When Harvey left the office he met Mike in the lobby. They headed off to a nearby bar, finally able to speak.
“I’m sorry fo-“
“I’m sorry abou-“ they chuckled as they spoke over each other and Harvey gestured for Mike to have his say first.
“I’m sorry I tried to kiss you earlier it was just...instinct, I was just so relieved and grateful we’d got it all sorted I just...you know...” Harvey nodded.
“I’m sorry I kinda tensed up, I hadn’t even considered bringing it into the office, I didn’t handle it well.” Mike shook his head.
“It’s ok I’m not pushing for anything in the office, I’d rather it just be us in the know to be honest.” Harvey was surprised and it showed. Mike chuckled.
“I know it’s incredibly hard to believe that someone - anyone - wouldn’t be desperate to be hanging off your arm everywhere you go, but I’m not that kinda girl.” Harvey rolled his eyes and pushed Mike into the bar.
It was a relief to have that conversation out, for both of them. It was a relief to just sit and chat, vent about work, make each other laugh and hit each other with their brutal sarcasm.
They had fun, and it was easy and comfortable and when Harvey stood up to head home, it just made sense to gesture for Mike to come with him.
Mike crawled onto Harvey’s lap in bed after they’d showered and they kissed for a long time before they became aroused. They brought each other off with their mouths, not going any further, too tired, too comfortable with what they were doing. Harvey drifted off to sleep far quicker than the previous night he’d spent alone.
In the morning Harvey got up early - begrudgingly - to go for his run. Mike was still asleep. He found himself watching him sleep as he pulled on his workout gear. He only realised it when he turned to leave and noticed the odd, warm feeling in his chest. He swallowed thickly. Surely not. He’d tried so hard.
His run was longer than usual, and ferocious.
Mike woke up, sad to be alone, and wondered sleepily where Harvey had gone. His bed was so comfortable and warm, Mike struggled to wake up. He was just sitting up when Harvey came back into the apartment and stripped off his sweaty running gear on his way to the shower. The sight of him all sweaty went straight to Mike’s crotch but he was too sleepy to do anything about that.
“Cmon get up sleepy head.” Harvey said as he returned and started drying his hair.
“Nooo it’s too comfy...”
“You’re like a goddamn teenager.” Harvey said, gesturing to his sleepy form and the tent over his groin.
“That’s your fault - doing a sweaty striptease.”
“Oh yeah? Did something for you, did it?”
“Oh please, as if that’s not why you did it in the first place.” Harvey finished applying his hair gel.
“I don’t know what you mean.” He bent down and kissed Mike hard. Mike moaned loudly and Harvey chuckled.
“Nope. Come on get up.”
“I am up.” Harvey shook his head and started pulling out his clothes for the day. Mike moaned and stood up to reach around him and pull the shirt out of his hands.
“No no no no...you can’t cover this up..” Harvey chuckled and watched in the mirror as Mike stroked his hands over his body and planted lingering kisses over his shoulders and neck.
“Ah, stop it, we don’t have time.”
“Thanks to you getting up insanely early we actually have plenty.”
“It’s eight am.”
“Your watch is broken, look at your phone.” Mike mumbled around a mouthful of Harvey’s ear. Harvey cursed and took off his broken watch.
“I guess we do have time after all.”
“Mmhmmm...” He laughed again at Mike grinding his hips into his ass. His heart was pounding, and not purely from arousal. He pulled back. Mike frowned.
“You ok?”
“Yeah just tired.”
“Harvey....” He sighed as he clipped on his spare watch and met those piercing blue eyes.
“I’m just...being me, ok? Just ignore me.” Mike walked forwards quickly and hugged Harvey tightly. He sighed and hugged him back in spite of himself. Mike tangled his long arms around his body and head and kissed his shoulder.
“It’s ok. Just tell me and I can adjust to it.” Harvey nodded and pulled back, that was all the emotional intimacy he could handle and Mike understood it. He went in the shower - more because he needed to take care of himself than because he wanted one - and gave Harvey some space to breathe while he got dressed. When he was out and dressed, Harvey had put out breakfast for both of them and was brewing coffee.
“If you want some space you know that’s o-“ Harvey spun Mike’s barstool round and kissed him hard up against the counter to silence him as he started to offer more space. Mike’s eyes were heavy when they broke apart.
“I don’t need or want it..I’m just an idiot.” Harvey admitted, leaning his forehead against his younger colleague’s whose eyes closed. It meant more to Mike than he’d ever say, for fear of scaring Harvey off again.
Donna planted a post-it on Harvey’s desk that afternoon. He returned from a client meeting, it read;
~ you, me, Rachel and Mike, after work drinks at Jared’s bar downtown. Don’t say no! D x ~
Harvey chuckled and gave his secretary the thumbs up through the glass. She smiled and texted her female colleague the good news.
Mike was nervous as he and Harvey headed downtown to meet their colleagues who had been able to leave the office an hour before they had.
“Stop it.” Harvey slapped his thigh in the back of the car on the way there, enjoying the way Mike jumped.
“They know, Harvey.”
“They don’t know, they just wanted to grab some drinks and do something fun for a change. We haven’t gone out together since you first got promoted from an associate.” Mike sighed, looking out the window.
“It’s Rachel and Donna - they know!”
“And if they do? Does that scare you?” Mike squirmed and looked away.
“Mike...” He sighed and looked down, Harvey hated the sadness that marred his sweet features.
“I don’t want...this to stop just because they found out.” Harvey tugged on his tie gently and Mike turned to look at him.
“If they have...I’m not going to do that. It’s Donna and Rachel - they can keep it between the four of us. They just like to be in the loop.” Mike was shocked. Harvey had shocked him a lot in the past couple of weeks.
“Really?” He nodded gently and squeezed his leg.
Harvey strode into the bar with his usual confident swagger and Mike followed, still a little petrified that Harvey would just go into denial-come-total-shut-down mode if the girls started digging.
“Congrats to Mike for landing the huge case....” Donna announced, passing everyone their first round of shots which they’d ordered before the men had arrived. Mike knocked it back gratefully, hoping it would calm him nerves.
“And congrats to Rachel for passing the bar...” Donna continued, they all threw back their second shot of vodka with grimaces and gasps.
“And congrats to Harvey on his new lover...” Donna shared a mischievous look with Harvey who rolled his eyes but downed the third shot anyway. Mike felt sick.
“And congrats to me for being fabulous. Four shots, good start.” Rachel was already tipsy, Mike felt hot. He jumped a little when Harvey found his leg under the bar and rested his hand there gently.
“So what’s going on with you two?”
“Straight to the point eh Donna?” Mike asked, sipping his beer gently. Harvey chuckled.
“Always am. But seriously- you’ve both been up and down like you’re bipolar for the past few weeks and we both are sick of it and are demanding answers!” She banged the table with her palm, Rachel giggled into her drink and nodded.
“I don’t know what you mean.” Harvey’s answer made Mike’s stomach twist and clench uncomfortably.
“Oh Harvey! Come on - what’s going on? Have you had a fight?” Rachel asked sympathetically, looking between him and a very pale Mike.
“Sweetie, you look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Donna frowned at Mike who just looked petrified between her and Harvey.
“I’m good. Gotta pee-“ He rushed off to the bathroom. Harvey sighed and downed the rest of his scotch without so much as a wince. The two women looked at him in concern.
“Are you wrapped up in something else illegal? He’s literally terrified!”
“Christ woman- no!”
“Is it about his license again?” Harvey sighed and rubbed a hand over his face as the two women went from gossip-fishing to full blown panic mode.
“Alright alright that’s enough-“ Harvey silenced their increasingly erratic theories about the situation.
“We’re....kind of...a...thing.” He squeezed out the words like splinters. They both looked at him blankly.
“What?”
“Me and Mike. Kind of...you know.” Rachel choked on her cocktail and Donna spent the next three minutes clapping her back while staring at Harvey with wide eyes. Mike returned from the bathroom and hovered at the edge of the table, nervous to sit down in case he had to make a run for it.
“What do you mean you two?! You’re- you’re a thing? As in like-“
“Yeah I mean you’re..like...dating? Or what- What is going on?” Harvey rolled his eyes and yanked Mike forwards by his neck. He kissed him hard, pulling his waist flush against his. Mike squeaked quietly in surprise and relief and kissed him back before he let him go. He sat down shakily, trying and failing to push the smile off his face. He looked down at his drink shyly as the two women’s mouths opened and closed in surprise.
“What?! WOW! For how long?!” Harvey and Mike looked at each other and shrugged. They sighed in exasperation.
“How can you not know? I mean, what, has it been happening the whole time?”
“No, god no. Maybe...a couple months.”
“Wha- I cannot BELIEVE I didn’t know about this!” Donna was furious with herself for missing such a huge snippet of information.
“Well - we don’t want it in the office.” Mike said, bringing the moment down a notch closer to reality.
“Why?” Donna asked, glaring at Harvey accusingly who raised his hands.
“Hey - it’s a joint feeling, I’m not bullying Mike into it.” He tucked his hand into the crease where Mike’s thigh met his hip. It was terribly distracting.
“You sure? If he is I will-“
“He’s not, I promise.” Mike assured the older woman who was even more fiery with a couple of drinks in her system.
“So why not?” Rachel prodded.
“It’s just...I don’t know, I think people will treat us differently. I think people will try to use it as leverage. I really don’t know how Jessica would feel about it.” Mike said, looking at Harvey who nodded grimly.
“Agreed. I think it’s just easier to keep it between us four. For now anyway.” Mike smiled, breaking their eye contact when their colleagues started to coo over their sweetness.
“Anyway now you know- let’s move on-“
“Oh AS IF!” Donna crushed Mike’s attempt to steer the conversation focus away from them and started quizzing them on everything from when they first found each other attractive to what the sex was like. By the time they left the bar - hours and many drinks later - Mike was red with embarrassment. Harvey was laughing and his spirit felt lighter than it had in years. They didn’t even discuss going back to his place.
Mike moaned as Harvey attacked the skin under his jaw later that night, grinding his naked groin down against Mike’s and moaning in response to Mike pulling at his ass and hips.
“You want to take up your little bet win now?” Harvey mumbled heatedly in between breaths. Mike shuddered.
“Fuck yes.” He reached into the bedside cabinet to grab the lube and condoms that he knew were in there. Harvey threw the condoms away as he kissed him again.
“No need.” Mike wriggled up to a seated position leaning against the wall, Harvey shuffled forwards until he was straddling the other man’s hips. He wouldn’t admit how alien that position felt or how it strained his stiff, inflexible hips until the next day. His concentration was snatched away however when Mike started to stroke his cock with one hand and rub against his ass with the other. He kissed him hard - not wanting Mike to be examining his face for signs of discomfort. His heart pounded in his chest as the other man slowly started to tease his hole, pushing the tip of one finger in gently and easing it out again. He wanted it to feel good. He could tell Harvey had never tried anything there before, despite the older man’s best efforts to have tonnes of furiously kinky sex. Harvey made a noise when the first finger entered him deeply. It felt strange. Not particularly good, either. The only thing that kept him in the uncomfortable pose was Mike’s aroused kisses and the touch to his cock that was just perfect.
“Relax.” Mike breathed lowly, his voice deeper than usual. Harvey’s stomach clenched. He wasn’t used to an authoritative Mike - he certainly hadn’t expected to like it. He did as he was told - surprising the younger man - and groaned when he eventually moved two fingers inside him, scissoring them, stretching him out, constantly applying more lube. Harvey’s body spasmed a little when Mike reached his prostate. He felt Mike smirk under his lips and he pulled away, burying his face in the crook of Mike’s neck to avoid his gaze. Mike kissed his shoulder absent mindedly as he continued his slow, deliberate actions. Harvey’s jaw clenched as the touch inside became drastically less uncomfortable and his body adjusted to the intrusion slowly. He groaned and pushed back in spite of his pride and Mike moaned.
“Feel good now?” Harvey finally straightened up and nodded, enjoying the look on Mike’s face as he watched him with a fierce arousal.
“Ugh...yes....fuck...” Mike was too far gone and tipsy to gather the mental capacity to be smug anymore. He noticed Harvey adjusting his legs with a wince and so he pushed him off of him gently.
“Get on your knees.” Harvey glared at him a little, but begrudgingly knelt forwards, sticking his ass up in the air. Mike moaned at the sight and knelt behind him, toying with him thoroughly. Harvey groaned and pushed back into the touch, the more comfortable - albeit even more alien - pose meant he could focus entirely on how good it felt and he cursed, pulling Mike forwards.
“Do it - fuck me.”
“You sure?” Harvey glared back at his lover and Mike chuckled, lining himself up. Harvey turned back and hid his face against his pillow. It burned a little but thanks to the thorough preparation and copious amount of lube Mike was soon completely inside and he panted against Harvey’s ear in a way that made his toes curl. He started to move and that was it. They rutted against one another hard: Harvey’s embarrassment and wounded pride shattered; Mike desperately trying not to let his arousal get the better of him.
Harvey had to let go of himself, his cock was already eager to explode. He didn’t want to finish yet - from a pride point of view and also because it felt too good to stop just yet. Mike slammed into him harder - with more power than Harvey would’ve expected him capable - and he heard noises coming from his mouth that he’d never made before. Mike gasped for air after a few more minutes of intense fucking and pulled out slowly.
“Fuck....turn around...” Harvey rolled over on his back quickly - eager to have Mike back inside him. Being able to kiss as they fucked was unexpectedly intense and Harvey had to keep his hand from reaching for his cock or else he knew he’d explode instantly.
“Fuck- I can’t - I’m close” Mike admitted in between moans. Harvey took that as permission and had his first orgasm with a cock inside him. To say it was intense would’ve been a grave understatement. Mike finished inside him - Harvey held him there with his legs so he didn’t even question it - and collapsed. They caught their breath slowly, sweaty skin touching everywhere. Harvey kissed Mike’s shoulder before he rolled off of him.
“Fuck.”
“Yeah....” Harvey agreed breathily.
“So what’s your favourite?” Mike asked, they met each other’s eyes and laughed. Harvey pushed his damp hair back off his forehead.
“Jesus...I don’t know anymore.” Mike chuckled and pulled him up and into the shower. Harvey realised his legs were shaking the way Mike’s had been after the first time they’d slept together. That made him smile.