BAMF Lawyer Tactics 101
Feb. 12th, 2012 12:30 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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.
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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Date: 2012-02-13 11:31 am (UTC)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.
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Date: 2012-02-13 11:38 am (UTC)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.
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Date: 2012-02-13 11:45 am (UTC)"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."
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Date: 2012-02-13 11:54 am (UTC)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.
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Date: 2012-02-13 12:07 pm (UTC)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.
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Date: 2012-02-13 12:14 pm (UTC)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.