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Harvey woke up to Addy stretching out against him, her hand landing on his face. He groaned and opened his eyes, throwing his girlfriend a dirty look. Of course she looked perky even now.
“Sorry,” she whispered, “I just woke up and felt kinda… stiff.” She yawned through the sentence, shifting slightly again. Her thumb was rubbing little circles on the side of Harvey’s face, where his hairline met his cheek.
Harvey sighed and closed his eyes. “I don’t know why, it’s not like I was laying on your arm all night,” he grumbled. Addy let out a small chuckle, then leaned forward to press a kiss against his forehead before settling back into her spot beside him.
Harvey tried to fall back asleep, but something felt off. Addy’s hand was still on his face. He slowly opened his eyes, and sure enough, Addy was still staring at him. Maybe not directly at him, somewhat off to the side?
“What are you looking at?” His voice was still hoarse from sleep. Addy’s eyes flicked down to meet his, and she smiled softly.
“Nothing, just… you. You’re so handsome.” Harvey smiled, flattered, but quickly frowned, reaching his own hand up to meet her hand on his face.
“Are you looking at my gray spot?” Addy had a guilty smile now, biting her lower lip in an attempt to hide it.
“No!” The giggle in her voice gave her away. Harvey tried to look annoyed, but knew the smile creeping onto his own face would betray his true emotions.
“Quit looking at my gray hair, you weirdo.” He dropped the hand from hers now, and wrapped it behind her head, pulling her face in closer. He tried to kiss her, his lips brushing against her teeth as she smiled and laughed, trying to pull back.
“I can’t help it! You look so distinguished, like a sexy older professor.” She tried to move against him, her hands cupping his cheeks, but Harvey took them in his own hands, lacing his fingers between her.
To Addy’s delighted surprise, he flipped her onto her back, stretching her hands out up beside her own head. She laughed as he kissed his way down her neck, stopping just above the fabric of the large t-shirt she had worn to bed.
“That,” he said, his lips pressed against her skin, “is a problematic fantasy affecting millions of older faculty members at universities across the country.” Addy laughed loudly below him, and Harvey couldn’t help but shake a little at his own terrible joke. He lifted himself up slightly and looked up towards his girlfriend, who was just smiling and shaking her head. Harvey winked. “That being said, I’ll take the compliment.”
Addy giggled again and propped herself up on her elbows, raising herself slightly to meet Harvey above her. She sucked gently at his jaw, before moving slightly to take his earlobe between her teeth.
“Is there any extra credit I can do, then?” Harvey chuckled, then quickly pinned Addy down back against the bed. She parted her legs, her knees hugging Harvey’s hips as she settled in, prepared for the fun she was sure to come.
Instead, Harvey just laid down on top of her, his head resting on her chest, his arms wrapped around her neck. He snuggled in, squeezing his partner. “Yeah, like another hour of sleep.” He felt Addy wiggle slightly below him.
“Wait, for real?” Harvey sighed and pressed down harder, making sure she couldn’t wiggle her way out.
“Yes, for real. It’s my day off, can we at least wait until my alarm goes off?” He yawned and closed his eyes, readjusting his head.
Addy laid still for a moment before letting out a small laugh. Her body relaxed, and Harvey let out a happy sigh when her fingers worked his way into his hair and began to lazily scratch at his head. “Yeah, that sounds good to me.”
Harvey drifted off, his girlfriend still scratching his head. He wasn’t sure how long until his alarm went off— an hour, maybe two? Addy had gotten used to being up early on the farm, even when there wasn’t anything to do, but now that Harvey was staying over more often he was trying to teach her about the wonders of sleeping in. Or as Addy would explain, Harvey was not a morning person.
When his alarm did go off, he groaned and lifted himself off of his girlfriend to turn off the clock. Addy stirred below him, her hands falling out of his hair. She rubbed at her eye while Harvey hit the device, then flopped back down on top of her. He buried his face into her chest, sighing.
“What are the odds we just lay here for the rest of the day?” Harvey heard Addy sigh as she draped her arms over his shoulders.
“Honestly?” Harvey looked up, watching Addy chew on her lip as she thought. “I guess I have to get the eggs out of the coop at some point today, but there’s nothing else I have to do.” Harvey lifted his head, looking up at his girlfriend. Addy smiled. “So I guess pretty high odds.”
Harvey squeezed his arms around her again, pulling her in for a kiss as she giggled. “Good.” He kissed down her cheek, stopping only when his lips were pressed just above her ears. “It’s important to take a day for yourself every once in a while, you know. You’re gonna burn out if you try to keep up with the pace you’ve been going at.”
Addy turned her head, scanning Harvey’s face as she thought for a few seconds. “Is this lecture coming from my doctor or boyfriend?”
Harvey gave Addy another quick kiss. “A little bit of both.”
Addy rolled her eyes, but couldn’t hide her smile. “So what do you recommend we do today, then?” Harvey lifted one of his hands to her cheek, pulling her in again.
“Breakfast, definitely. A Food Network marathon, for sure,” he said, in between kisses. He rolled back on top of her and began to suck along her jaw, and slipped a hand beneath the shirt she was wearing. Addy let out a small sound as his fingers found her breast and began to tease one of her nipples.
“Ooh! Your hands are cold!” She giggled and squirmed below him, her hips inadvertently grinding up against his. He laughed against her neck, hoping it would disguise the small noise of pleasure he made.
“They have to warm up somehow!” Addy continued to wiggle and laugh, surely purposefully at this point. Harvey slipped his hand out and laced his fingers through her, pinning both of her hands above her head. She froze when her hands hit the pillow above her, on her face a look of delighted surprise.
Harvey admired her features for a moment before kissing the tip of her nose. “I love you.” Addy giggled, stretching her neck up to properly kiss him.
“I love you too.” Harvey smiled and kissed her back, sinking into her body as he did. Addy didn’t fight against the hold of his hands on hers, and kept her upper body still as she wrapped her legs around him. Harvey let out a soft sigh and gave Addy’s hands a squeeze, his hips beginning to grind against her. His boxers on the loose side, his growing erection began to make its way out of the fabric’s slit, and began to rub—
Harvey let out an involuntary groan against his lover’s neck as he realized she wasn’t wearing any underwear, the tip of his cock rubbing against already slick folds. Addy giggled as she felt him twitch slightly, her fingers now gripping tighter through his, her fingernails lightly digging into the skin on the back of his hand. She let out a deliciously low hum as Harvey dragged his hips upwards, hitting the spot she particularly loved.
“You did this on purpose,” he murmured, biting at her lower lip. Addy tried to stretch out and move her arms as her breathing became heavier, but Harvey continued to hold firmly down on her hands. She opened her mouth to speak, but only a pained breath came out as he slowly moved his hips upwards again.
“Yeah, I fell asleep naked, put on this old shirt when I went to the bathroom in the middle of the night, then passed out without putting on underpants just in case this exact scenario happened,” she teased, when she was finally able to catch her breath. Harvey gently bit the tip of her nose.
“I knew it.” Addy was looking up at him, her eyes half-closed as she tried to control her breathing. Harvey pressed one last kiss against her lips before releasing her hands and quickly moving down the length of her body. Before Addy could react, he buried his face between her thighs, maneuvering her legs over his shoulders for a better angle.
Addy cried out above him as he began to make quick work of her with his tongue, her head thrown back against the pillow. He wrapped his hands around her hips, now holding her firmly against the bed there, keeping her from moving as he traced circles with his tongue over her clit or explored within her, listening for moans or sounds of encouragement.
A hand snaked down into his hair, gently pulling up as she gripped the headboard with her other hand, whimpering above him. He could tell she was getting closer to finishing when the thighs on either side of his head began to squeeze tighter, the muscles quivering. Harvey pulled back, and Addy let out a groan of protest.
“Don’t worry, hold on,” Harvey teased, pretending to be gruff. He slipped out of his boxers as Addy pulled off her shirt, then made his way back under Addy’s legs, giving her clit another light kiss as he looked up at her, eyes wide. Addy smiled above him, chewing the inside of her cheek as she watched. Harvey grinned, then kissed his way up her body, her legs sliding up with him until she was folded in, her thighs pressed up against her chest. Now face to face, Harvey kissed her nose, her cheek, her jaw before quickly sliding into her, Addy already more than wet enough to take him.
She let out a tight lipped, nasally moan as she let her head fall back, eyes tightly pressed shut. Harvey didn’t hold back, thrusting into her as he let out a deep growl. Around her legs, his hands searched for hers once more, sliding around her wrists and pressing them against the pillow besides her head.
“You’re awfully bossy today,” Addy whispered, her eyes still pressed tightly shut. Harvey grunted against her neck, unable to think of a witty response. All he could think of was how good she felt around him, how tight this angle felt, how beautiful her face looked twisted in a combination of pleasure and agony.
She gasped into his ear, her breath hot against his skin. He moaned and thrusted again and again, faster and harder as they both came closer to their peak. Addy finished first, a throaty and raw sound coming out of her mouth as Harvey felt her walls contract around him, somehow feeling even damper than before. Harvey cursed as he tried to keep up the pace as Addy whimpered below him, his grip on her wrists growing tighter.
Finally, he bucked once, twice, and his own release came, his body relaxing as he moaned, dropping his head. When he had finished, he pulled out and laid beside Addy, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her in close. She snuggled in, kissing his collarbone before looking up at him. Her hand slipped out from in between their chests, moving to gently stroke the side of his face. He smiled and leaned in, kissing her sweetly.
“I love you.” She looked up at him, eyes heavy again. Harvey twisted his head to kiss her palm.
“I love you too.” He gazed at her for a moment before frowning and moving slightly back, turning to look at her hand. Her wrists were circled in a soft red. He sat up, and gently took one of her hands in his.
“What, would— Oh.” Harvey’s face flushed as Addy laughed and sat up beside him. He hadn’t realized how tightly he must have been holding her.
“It’s okay, you didn’t hurt me or anything. Heat of the moment thing.” She kissed his cheek. “Though I am rather interested in where that all came from, and if maybe that could come back a little more often…”
Harvey cleared his throat and turned to the nightstand to grab his glasses, sure that his face was turning an even deeper shade of red now. “Well, uh, I was just kinda thinking about the whole, uh, slutty professor thing you were talking about, leaning into that, maybe?” Addy laughed as she pulled her shirt back on and slid to the edge of the bed.
“Ah, a method actor. Truly a man of the craft.” She slid her feet into her slippers and stood up and stretched, and began to look for her sweatpants that were surely somewhere nearby. “You know, I think in that situation, it’s the slutty student who’s going all out.”
Harvey paused as he pulled his boxers back on, thinking. “I suppose you’re right.” He stood up and grabbed his girlfriend’s hand, gently pulling her toward the bedroom door and hopefully into the kitchen. Maybe he’d make some french toast today. “I think I rather enjoyed my version, though.”