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for seatmate ikyoy~

sugarcoatedanne:

for seatmate ikyoy~


fuckyeahsuitsfics:

Mike gets his drink spiked and Harvey comes to rescue him.

Mike couldn’t resist, “are you alright?”

Harvey’s eyes darted at him for a second, a flash of annoyance at being called out passing by, before a curt “I’m fine.”

"So, just out of curiosity, how long have you wanted to do that to me?"

Harvey’s eyes got a little shiftier, clearly he had been thinking about this for some time, certainly longer than Mike, who hadn’t really considered the possibility until it was actually happening. Yeah he had sometimes wondered what it would be like, but because it seemed like something that had less chance of happening than a zombie apocalypse, he hadn’t acknowledged the thoughts.

Mike smirked, “I see.”



tickatocka:

#harvey told him he couldn’t use his hands so this is what mike does instead  #even though he knows harvey won’t let him come just yet  #he can hear the promise of a long evening in harvey’s smug tone as the man stands beside the bed  #mike can hear pieces of harvey’s suit hitting the floor and the squeak of him toeing his shoes off  #he doesn’t want to look at harvey though because he knows that’s cheating; he’ll be penalized  #the thought sends an ache straight to his groin and he moans into the coiled sheets  #there’s a hand on his leg and harvey’s voice is low with arousal  #’that’s enough. i want you on your back.’  #and — as always — mike obeys  #suits  #harvey x mike  

tickatocka:

#harvey told him he couldn’t use his hands so this is what mike does instead  #even though he knows harvey won’t let him come just yet  #he can hear the promise of a long evening in harvey’s smug tone as the man stands beside the bed  #mike can hear pieces of harvey’s suit hitting the floor and the squeak of him toeing his shoes off  #he doesn’t want to look at harvey though because he knows that’s cheating; he’ll be penalized  #the thought sends an ache straight to his groin and he moans into the coiled sheets  #there’s a hand on his leg and harvey’s voice is low with arousal  #’that’s enough. i want you on your back.’  #and — as always — mike obeys  #suits  #harvey x mike  




“Mike, we’re not doing this here, stand up.”

Mike took a deep breath and stood up, pulling up his underwear and pants, trying not to focus on the way he could still feel where Harvey’s hands had been.

“I’m going to guess, by the fact that you seem completely unembarrassed right now that it either slipped out or you didn’t think I’d mind,” Harvey said.

“What?” Mike didn’t know what he meant, he felt his pulse quicken as Harvey smirked. Had he said something? He tried to think back to what words he’d said between the fucks and pleases but it was a blur.

“So it slipped out. Interesting. It’s fine, you can call me Daddy as much as you like.”

Leave The Tie On


fivesentencesmut:

It’s usually Harvey’s province to wheedle, to tease and manipulate until an opponent finds himself trapped without a recourse. So he never sees it coming; he just knows that Mike keeps shifting in his seat, loosening his collar and licking his lips. The popsicles he starts keeping in the office freezer ought to be a clue - Mike only eats the cherry ones, and he likes to suck on them long and obscenely, until his mouth is even redder against the startled bright blue of his eyes. One early morning Harvey finds Mike changing in his office, bare-chested and skin gleaming in the sunlight, and although Mike starts to make excuses it’s a bridge too far. Harvey snaps, closes the distance between them and pushes Mike to his knees, and it’s only when he looks down and sees a smile pushing at the corners of his busy mouth that Harvey realizes Mike has been gunning for this all along.