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The walk to the doctor's office from the mines seems to take forever.
The Farmer's limp is getting worse with each painstaking step, and by the time she makes it to the town square, she's gritting her teeth in agony with each stride.
She doesn't know how it happened.
Everything was just fine, then out of nowhere, she was swarmed by the mysterious creatures that dwell deep underneath the Valley. By the time she'd managed to fend them off, she was flat on her back on the rocky ground, badly bruised and nursing a screaming ankle.
She digs around in her backpack, leaning against the wall beside the door of the clinic as she fishes out the key Harvey had given her when they'd first started dating in the Spring. Now Fall, she'd used it many times to lock up after spending the night in his studio apartment over his office.
She turns it in the lock with a shaking hand, pushing inside out of the chilly night air as she prays to Yoba that her boyfriend is still awake.
She doesn't hear any signs of life coming from above her head as she locks the door behind her, setting her heavy bag down on one of the chairs in the waiting area before limping through the door leading to Harvey's office and the infirmary.
"Harvey?" She calls out, standing at the bottom of the stairs that lead up to his apartment, but she receives no answer. " Harv? "
Sighing, she musters the strength to climb the stairs, the guilt of waking him up settling in as she gets closer and closer to the top of the steps. In her state, it takes three times as long to get to his door, which she opens quietly, peeking her head in to see Harvey sprawled out in his bed, one arm under his head as he leans against his headboard, his free hand holding a book open as he reads in the low lamp light. He's clearly ready for bed, shirtless and clad only in his sleep pants.
"Honey?" He sits upright with a start, tossing the book facedown to hold his place as he stands up, crossing the room as the Farmer opens the door the rest of the way. "Is everything alright? I didn't think you were coming over tonigh-" He immediately stops talking when he's close enough to see the scrape across her tender cheekbone. " Yoba , are you okay? What happened?!" His hand gently grabs her chin, tilting her head up to get a better look in the dim apartment.
"I'm fine," She reassures him, shifting the weight off of her bad ankle, which doesn't go unnoticed by the keen eyes of the man in front of her. "It's mainly my ankle; I twisted it pretty bad."
"Let me see..." Harvey says, kneeling down and helping her out of her boots and socks, taking in a sharp breath through his nose as he rolls up her pant leg enough to see how swollen her ankle is.
"Is it bad?" She asks, wincing as he prods at it with his fingertips before standing up, looking down at her with his glasses low on his nose.
"It needs wrapped and iced at the very least," He says, his eyebrows furrowed with worry as he wraps his arm around her shoulder to begin leading her down the stairs. "I'll x-ray it in the morning to make sure there's not a break."
"Okay." She nods, turning to follow him only for a whimper of pain to escape her the second she tries to walk.
"Come here," Harvey whispers, leaning down to wrap his arms under her knees and behind her back, picking her up before starting down the stairs. "I've got you, Sweetheart..." He carries her into his office, setting her down for long enough to help her wriggle out of her jeans, which are much too tight to be rolled up enough for him to wrap her ankle properly. " Now ... What happened?" He demands once more as he hoists her up onto the exam table, her feet dangling above the ground as he turns and begins rifling through his drawers to find the supplies he needs.
"You're going to be upset with me..." She admits, and that's enough information for him to gather what she'd been up to.
"You were down in those damn mines again, weren't you?" He looks at her with anger flashing in his eyes. "We've talked about this; I told you that they weren't safe!"
"I'm sorry, Harvey!" She sighs as he shakes his head with clenched teeth, kneeling down with a roll of bandage as he begins wrapping her bruised ankle expertly. "I needed some more stone to repair one of the paths out on the farm-"
"So tell me that! Don't risk your safety for something I'd happily take care of for you!" He snaps, pausing his work to look up at her. "I'll buy you all the fucking rocks in the Ferngill Republic if it'll keep you from going down there!"
She shakes her head, her heart hammering in her chest as she looks away, staring angrily at a poster on the wall. "Look, I can handle myself!"
" Clearly ." Harvey's sarcasm cuts like a knife as he finishes wrapping her ankle before standing up, crossing his arms over his bare chest as he glares at her disapprovingly.
She meets his gaze with just as much ire, going to jump down off of the exam table to gather her things and stalk out, but his hands are suddenly on her hips, shoving her back onto it and holding her there. His grip makes her all the more aware of the fact that she's in her underwear, and she swallows hard, looking away from him.
"Harvey, I don't want to fight about this." She sighs tiredly.
"What, do you expect me to just roll over and be happy to let you do something so dangerous?" Harvey's anger is contagious, and she rolls her eyes, squirming under his hold.
"I don't expect you to do anything! It was a fucking accident , Harv! Out of dozens of trips down there, I've slipped up one damn time!"
"That's all it takes!" The Doctor's voice verges on a yell as he grabs her jaw firmly, turning her head to look at him as her heart skips a beat. "All it takes is one fuck up, and I could lose you!"
She feels her body flush, fighting a shiver at the harsh edge in his usually gentle voice. The commanding grip on her jaw doesn't waver as his jaw twitches, his mouth set into a hard line underneath his thick mustache. She feels her core clench, drawing in a sharp breath at the realization that his anger is turning her on.
" Harvey ..." She murmurs, running her hands up his hair-covered chest before settling around the back of his neck, pulling him in for a kiss, which takes him by surprise.
His hand slips down from her jaw to her throat, holding it lightly as he channels all of his fury into the kiss, which is all teeth and tongue. He growls against her, tightening his grip on her hip with one hand as the hand on her throat holds her still as he deepens the kiss, feeling his cock stir in his pants when she whimpers.
He's so mad he could scream at her for hours, the anger rushing through his veins as it courses through him, but he just pulls her open hips forward, grinding against her through her underwear and eliciting a gasp from her pretty lips. His tongue runs against hers, tangling as they each try to win out over each other's, wordlessly continuing their argument until he pulls back, rutting his hips against her as he speaks.
" What? Do you need me to fuck some sense into you?" He snarls, his voice strained by both his annoyance and lust as he yanks her shirt over her head. "Take your underwear off. Now. "
She is quick to comply, and he just shakes his head with a sinister smirk at her eagerness as his lust starts to win out over his anger when he feels his cock straining against his low-slung pants.
He pushes them down around his thighs, spreading her open and running himself through the arousal waiting for him.
" Fuck, Harvey ..." She groans, and he grits his teeth, still angry beyond belief as he slides into her with one sharp thrust, all but tearing her bra off of her.
"I can't believe you..." He shakes his head as he starts pumping into her roughly, diving in to nip at her neck when she throws her head back with a moan. "Getting me so angry I can barely look at you is what's got you going? Hmm? " He drives into her demandingly when she doesn't reply.
" Yes! " She gasps out, looping an arm around his shoulder to hold herself upright as he grips the backs of her thighs with either hand, digging his fingertips into the soft flesh as he takes her hard and fast. "Oh, Yoba!"
When he feels her flutter around him, he shakes his head, leaning down until his face is in front of hers. "Let me make one thing clear, Sweetheart ..." He spits out the pet name, still seething mad at the stupidity of her actions. "This isn't going to be like every other time. I don't give a shit if you cum or not. You're mine to use right now. Understood? " He hisses, and she nods, a groan escaping his lips when he feels her get even tighter around him. "Unbelievable... You like that, don't you? Me using you as my little Fucktoy?"
"Harvey..." She murmurs, her face flushing in embarrassment at the realization that his disregard of her pleasure in this moment only adds to the experience.
"Answer me!" He orders, his voice raised and demanding as he drives into her.
" Yes! " She whimpers, lifting her hips in time with his aggressive thrusts, feeling his pelvis bump her clit each time he bottoms out.
" Filthy Girl ..." Harvey's voice is a deep gravel in his chest, noticing the way she's grinding against him, but doing nothing to stop it. "If you piss me off more often, it might become a regular occurrence."
She moans, panting as she bucks against him, feeling her grip around him get impossibly tighter as he grunts with each pump of his hips.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" She gasps, feeling a sheen of sweat coat her forehead as an all-too familiar feeling begins to build low in her stomach.
As well-acquainted with her body as he'd become over the past few seasons, Harvey knows exactly when she's about to tip over the edge, and he pulls out of her sharply, leaving her hips to chase after him as a strangled moan passes her lips.
"You think I'm gonna let you cum that easily?" Harvey scoffs, relishing in the feverish look in his lover's eyes as she comes back down from the edge of her building high.
"Harvey, please..." She groans, not prepared when he lifts her, flipping her over until she's bent over the tall exam table, her feet dangling above the floor as she lays flat on her stomach. " Shit! " She gasps, gripping the edge of the table as he slips back into her.
He moans lowly at the change of angle, his stomach slapping against her ass with each thrust as he regains his breakneck pace. It's a matter of moments until he's railing into her so hard that the metal and plastic of the table creaks and groans from the movement, but he doesn't care.
" Fuck , you're taking me so well..." He praises, unable to keep the adoration from his voice as he watches himself disappear into her again and again, sweat dampening the hair on his temples as he pushes himself to his limit. "So well that I might let you cum. What do you think?"
" Please! " She begs, squirming against him, squeezing her legs together to get some friction to her clit as he takes her from behind. "Please, Harvey!"
He groans at the sound of her pleas, gripping her hips hard as he pulls her back onto him with low grunts and curses flowing out of his mouth when he feels her start to tighten again.
"Shit, Sweetheart..." He growls, leaning over her until his chest is against her back, making her feel even more trapped as he pants into her ear. "You're a dirty little minx, you know that?"
She nods with a moan, relishing in the way his fingers are digging into her hip bones as he buries himself impossibly deep inside her with each deliberate thrust. The sound of their moans bounces off the sterile, white walls; a thrill shooting through them both as the reality of their surroundings sets in for the first time.
Fucking in his place of work is a major taboo, and they couldn't possibly enjoy it more.
" Ohhh , Harvey!" The Farmer cries out, feeling her orgasm begin to build once more, even stronger now after being denied minutes earlier.
"You gonna cum, Baby?" He asks, standing upright again and taking in the sight of her ass jiggling every time he pounds into her.
" Yoba , yes!" She whines, writhing against the table as he holds her in place, granting her no reprieve from the stimulation.
" Then you'd better fucking do it, because I'm right behind you- " Harvey moans, lightly slapping her ass as his hips stutter, fighting off his orgasm as she squeezes tighter and tighter around him. " Cum for me, Sweetheart ."
The broken whimpers that leave her when she falls apart around him nearly drive him mad. He thrusts into her spasming pussy a few more times before pulling out, painting her ass and lower back with ropes of his cum, gripping the edge of the table by her head as he ruts against her with low groans.
She shivers as her orgasm continues wracking through her body, moaning softly as it finally wanes.
The only sound in the room now is their heavy breathing; their chests heaving as they come back down to Earth together. Harvey pulls up his pants and gently wipes her skin clean with her discarded shirt, balling it up and setting it aside before helping her sit upright, their bare fronts pressing together as she pulls him into a gentle hug.
"I love you." She murmurs against his collarbone, and he lifts his hand to run through her hair softly.
"I love you so much, Sweetheart." He whispers, kissing the crown of her head comfortingly when he feels an aftershock of her orgasm run through her body.
" I'm sorry ." Her tired voice cracks as she utters her apology.
"I know, Baby. I'm sorry, too. We'll talk about it in the morning, okay?" Harvey pulls back to look into her eyes, and she nods. "You're staying with me tonight. I'll lend you something to wear to bed. Now come on. Let's get you some rest."
She allows him to lift her into his arms again, pressing a kiss to the side of his neck as he carries her up the stairs. They clean up together, and while she dresses in the plain white shirt and pair of briefs he gave her, he goes back downstairs to gather her clothing.
When they crawl into his bed together, her head resting on his chest, any tension that may remain between the two melts away.
"Hey Harvey?" She says, lifting her head to look at him with a small smirk.
"Yes, Dear?" He asks, tucking her hair behind her ear.
" Remind me to make you mad more often. "