BAMF Lawyer Tactics 101

[agunslinger]

Harvey Specter was a cowboy. A gunslinger. He didn't go by the traditional rules that came with being a lawyer. There was no niceness to the opponent unless they were an old friend or he had slept with them in the past. Usually it was pretty ruthless. He would go for the jugular and he wouldn't let go until he had won. His personality in the courtroom was pretty similar to the one outside of it. He didn't take shit and he detested incompetent idiots who couldn't find a defense to save their ass. Fuck them. He was the top dog.

He invited Annie to this hearing because it wasn't one that focused on hand holding and corporate buyouts. It was one of his past cases from when he worked under Cameron. He was trying to help someone he had managed to successfully fuck over back when he was a blind idiot. He could help him now. He could do his damn job. Jessica was giving him that freedom. God fucking bless that woman.

The argument was reaching a lull and the man had practically been talking for an hour. It was probably only ten minutes, but it felt longer to Harvey. He wasn't going to stop either. His head slipped from the comfort of his hand and he wobbled. The judge cleared his throat and asked if they were disturbing Harvey. Bingo.

"Little bit, Your Honor. I thought this was supposed to be a hearing. I wasn't aware that we were gonna listen to Jerry blow smoke up his ass for half an hour." He smiled brightly and shrugged his shoulders. "Am I the only one who feels this way?" Out came a short chuckle and he glanced at Jerry who was practically about to shoot lasers out of his eyes.

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[agunslinger.livejournal.com]

Her hips were wild overachievers. They had always been very good at moving insanely quick and driving him out of his fucking mind. They were doing the exact same thing right now. He felt like he was going to pop. His neck was tightening and he couldn't stop himself from moaning into her mouth once more. He had been hard the entire card ride home. It was a miracle he was lasting.

The thought pierced his brain. He knew what he wanted. He knew what they needed to do. He tried desperately to find his voice. He needed to speak. "Get up." His voice was quick and a little choppy. He wanted her up and holding onto that table. "I want you--" The sensations in his body right now were making it hard to focus. "bent over my desk."

[freshoffthefarm]

He wanted her to stop? To focus enough to-- Okay. She could. Maybe.

It took a lot of willpower to back down from what her body wanted from her, but the way he'd asked played a big part in her decision to slow her hips to a stop, squeeze her muscles around his cock and then lift herself with great effort.

The look she gave him was a very, very intimate one as she turned around and bent over his desk, her skirt bunched around her hips, her heels putting her at the right height so that she had to actually balance and hold the edges in front of her. Looking at him over her shoulder, she smiled slowly, licking her lip again, then biting her bottom lip.

Amazing. It was going to be amazing.

[agunslinger.livejournal.com]

He just about came undone with that squeeze and lift. He had to grip the arms of his chair tightly and focus his mind on something a little less sexual. It wasn't exactly baseball, but it did help calm himself. He had to get calm if he was going to make himself hold on a little longer. He had to have a little secret chat with his penis in his mind. Just enough to keep himself from coming just watching her bend.

Harvey stood up and managed to shuffle over to the desk. His pants were down around his ankles. He made a clicking sound when he watched her lick her lip and then bite down on it. Yep. He was so fucked. He took himself firmly and after some adjusting slid into her from behind. Just like he had left it a moment again. He put his hands on her hips and thrust forward hard.

[freshoffthefarm]

Annie had been right, it was amazing.

Crying out, then burying her face in the paperwork on his desk, she pushed back against his thrusts and squeezed again. Her hands tightened hard on the edges of his desk and she braced herself in her stance for what she assumed was going to be quite a ride.

After a moment, during which she got into the rhythm, she turned her face so that her cheek rested on some file or another, her hair spilling over her face. All coherent thought had fled and she rewarded him with tiny groans of his name, God's name, and occasionally, just a tiny grunt or moan. It was that good.

[agunslinger.livejournal.com]

For a split second he thought he saw Donna's at the door, but he couldn't be sure. He was too busy to tear his eyes completely away from Annie. He was too busy pushing in and out of her. He was too busy keeping himself sane. If she had been there he could count her to be quiet until Annie went back to around to start making jokes about deflowering his desk. Believe it or not Harvey wasn't really a sex at work guy. There was a time for play and there was a time for work. Annie did a damn good job at blurring those lines.

One hand broke away from the death grip on her hip and circled around to press against her stomach. It wormed it's way up underneath her blouse and kept climbing until it reached her breasts. A bra almost blocked his way, but he slid his hand underneath it and his fingers found her nipple. Totally right. Could cut glass. He gave it a twist just to be sure. His thrusts were harder and he seemed to be trying to burrow deeper.

[freshoffthefarm]

When he tugged on her nipple, her left hand splayed out and sent several bunches of papers to the floor before she brought it up to use it as leverage. It was the only way to lift her upper body off the desk enough to give Harvey a good grip on her breasts and she wasn't about to deny either of them that kind of pleasure.

"Don't stop," she finally breathed as she felt him push further into her. "God, Harvey--" It seemed to be her official mantra of the day. Her other hand went to where his was on her hip and she dug her nails into his hand as she gripped it hard. "Harder."

[agunslinger.livejournal.com]

He had no doubt in his mind that Donna was working overtime to keep the noise from intriguing anyone to come looking or even to bring the noise complaint to Jessica. Jessica would not hesitate to barge in and rip Harvey a new asshole for doing this in his office. She put up with a lot of his crap, but he had a funny feeling she wouldn't be all that okay with this. He didn't fucking care though. She could barge in, but that didn't mean he would stop. He was too lost in this right now. He was too lost in his movements and how good she felt right now.

He lifted up onto his tiptoes to adjust his angle just a bit. Bless her for lifting her upper body up just a bit. He did just as she ordered and made his thrusts a bit harder. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh was bouncing around the room. He removed his hand from her hip and grabbed her hand that was digging into his. He tweaked her nipple twice more before scratching it with his nail softly.

[freshoffthefarm]

If it wouldn't have been extremely awkward, Annie would have thanked Donna for all the hard work she was doing right now. Well, she would have if that's where her mind was... but it wasn't. It was all locked up in what was happening over the edge of Harvey's desk and how he was driving her wild with the way he was moving.

The moment he dragged his nail over her nipple, she cried out again and gripped the hand holding hers almost hard enough to do permanent damage. It was exactly what she needed to send her over the edge and when her orgasm hit, she wasn't about to be quiet; she just couldn't. But the hand holding his... she could use it to silence herself just a little better by using it to stifle all the noises she was making.

Her entire body tensed from head to toe and she held her breath as she came, the whole trembling experience almost undone by the fact that she was still upright, barely.

[agunslinger.livejournal.com]

He did not expect for his hand to become a muffle. He bent forward with the pull of it towards her face. She came and she came hard. He could feel it. It was rolling off her and right into him. It took another moment and for her to bite down on his hand before he felt himself coming. His lower back stiffened and his hand fell away from her breast. God help him he was not sure if his legs would hold him after this finished rocking through his body. He really hoped he could stay vertical.

He groaned out and cocked his head backwards. Her name left his lips and then he was quiet. He gave a couple more quick thrusts and then stopped moving entirely. He untangled his hand from hers and pulled his other from inside her shirt. He stepped back just to see if it was possible and wobbled. He managed to collapse into his chair and made attempt to stand.