Title: Glimpses of Everything and Nothing - Part 5/7
Author: Finn AUS
Rating: M15+ (Physical stuff but not too heavy yet)
Spoiler Info: Vaguely placed somewhere in Season Seven NO SPOILERS FOR THE COLD
Disclaimer: WB, NBC, Aaron Sorkin are the masterminds, John Wells is the minor-mind who had the good fortune to co-produce. I have no money, and even less with the US conversion rate so really not worth it.
Archiving permission: Awesome, please let me know so I can go look!
Summary: After a Republican makes suggestions about Donna and Josh's relationship in an attempt to derail the campaign, it forces them both to face the real truth.
Author Note 1: Praise of infinite proportions to Caz.
A/N 2: Another huge thanks for all the feedbackers - and you all finally get what you've been waiting for!
Feedback: Oh me-oh, Oh my-oh, Oh Cleveland, Ohio. Like a moth to a flame, like John Wells to an overly dramatic storyline, like Sorkin to a fantastically written script, I appreciate it beyond measure.
Donna had woken early, but felt not an ounce of fatigue. She was energized and she jumped happily out of bed and into the shower. Dressing casually in jeans and a light sweater, she did however pay special attention to her makeup, her hair and then spent a little time deciding on the right choice of perfume for the day, settling eventually on the essence of vanilla that Josh had once complimented her on. Just as she was beginning to gather her belongings together to head into the office early, she was startled by a knock at the door.
‘Hi.’ Josh was leaning against the doorframe, a dimpled grin spread across his face, holding out a tray of coffee and bagels.
‘Breakfast?’
Raising her eyes to his, Donna found it difficult to breathe and the buzzing in her ears almost deafened her. Realising that she really needed to say something, she said the first thing that came to mind.
‘How did you get in?’
A mischievous smirk greeted her as she stepped back to allow him into her apartment.
‘I slipped past someone on their way out.’ He strolled into her kitchen and she followed, kicking the door shut behind her. Placing the coffee and bagels on the counter, Josh turned to face her, leaning back against the counter. As he stood there, all smirk and self-satisfaction, Donna felt a familiar pang of desire, one she’d suppressed and ignored for the best part of nine years. He was wearing a well-fitting pair of jeans and the sleeves on the navy sweater that clung to the curves of his toned arms were pushed up haphazardly – it took a huge amount of willpower not to drag him into the bedroom there and then!
Josh was just standing there, surrounded by an air of contentment she hadn’t seen in a long time, when it struck Donna that she didn’t have to suppress that feeling any more – how she’d used to feel watching him walk down the hall, or what looking at him late at night by the light of his desk lamp did to her. So she finally gave in to nine years worth of unfulfilled urges and in one quick movement, placed her palms on his chest, leaned in and kissed him.
Josh was so staggered that for a second he just froze - but it was only a second before he wrapped his arms around Donna’s waist and returned her kiss. He couldn’t believe he was finally able to touch her, taste her; and he pulled her as close as he could, letting her warmth, her scent, the feeling of her body pressed against his overwhelm him. He felt as well as heard her moan as he gently ran his tongue over her bottom lip, and that small sound set him wondering what other sounds she would make – how his name would sound on her lips as she cried out in bed. He moved his hands slowly from her waist, running them through the soft hair trailing over her back, before placing one at the base of her throat and the other at the back of her head, holding her to him.
Deepening the kiss, he abandoned himself to the feeling of her lips moving against his, and as she opened her mouth to him eagerly, he wondered briefly how on earth he’d managed to go nine years without kissing her.
Donna finally broke the kiss, her need to breathe temporarily supplanting her need to keep on kissing Josh. Gently easing herself back, she couldn’t resist a playful nibble at his bottom lip on the way.
For a moment they simply stared at one another, both of them realising that they didn’t have to look away, didn’t need to hide from each other any more. They were both breathing heavily and Josh couldn’t help but be captivated by the look on Donna’s face. He’d always thought she was beautiful, but this…. her eyes were tinged with a deep blue, her cheeks were flushed, her hair was mussed and her mouth… her mouth was wet, her lips slightly swollen… she was exquisite. They stood together for a while as their breathing gradually returned to normal and Josh slid his hands back down to Donna’s waist. Affectionately, she pushed out of his embrace, hoping a little distance would cure this indescribable need to be constantly kissing him.
‘Thank God,’ Donna sighed with relief.
‘What for?’ Josh was utterly confused and Donna was reminded how adorable he could be when bewildered.
‘Imagine if after nine years that had been bad?’ she smiled brightly.
‘Oh…oh!’ Josh realised that there was a compliment in there somewhere, and as this dawned on him, his grin grew wider.
‘Right,’ Donna’s grin matched his. ‘So… that’s my coffee?’ She reached across the counter and helped herself to one of the cups. She needed to distract herself, to focus on something other than Josh’s mouth or the way his hands had felt on her body or … her self control was going to be in shreds and they’d never get to work today.
‘What?’ he exclaimed, attempting to reach out to her but finding himself rebuffed by her hand on his chest.
‘Forget that happened – just a momentary lapse … I’m focused now.’ She smiled cheekily at him and moved out of his range, leaning against the fridge.
‘Donna,’ he whined.
‘Josh, I’m a modern woman but you should know, I do require some sort of dating period here - some kind of occasion where you buy me food or drinks or even both.’
He gestured to the coffee she was drinking, and the bagels that lay untouched on the countertop. ‘Bagel - coffee. Food - drinks.’ He smirked proudly.
Donna rolled her eyes in exasperation – partly at him for being so smug, partly at herself for finding it so ridiculously charming.
She grew serious. ‘There’s also the matter of a hungry press looking for a scandal; this might not be the best time to roll into bed.’
‘Well, I guess you –‘ He quirked an eyebrow, distracted from his train of thought. ‘You roll?’
‘Josh,’ Donna sighed.
‘Okay, okay.’ He groaned and ran a hand through his hair – when suddenly he stopped mid-motion and his eyebrows shot up. A self-satisfied grin was spreading slowly across his face and immediately Donna was concerned. That look meant only one thing – victory.
‘What?’
‘Nothing, noooo, noooo, noo nothing at all,’ he shook his head vigorously.
‘Josh!’ She warned.
‘I’ll just be limbering up, to, you know, roll … with you.’
If there was such a thing as a verbal touchdown, Josh had just scored. Donna’s brain retraced its steps until – bed. Oh God – she’d just told Josh she was thinking about going to bed with him. And whilst the idea itself was not completely without merit, his knowing that that was what she’d been thinking was…. not good. He was going to be insufferable for the entire day…week… oh God, she might as well write off the whole month right now!
She pouted argumentatively, looking at him with displeasure and immediately Josh sensed he’d gone too far.
‘Donna, I’m such an idiot. Forget I said that, I was just being …well me…and I tend to run my mouth off…and this is all so huge…good huge…fantastic huge…but I’m going to suck at this and saying stupid things is my speciality especially with women so…if you…’he scrambled, drawing a breath and opening his mouth to start again.
‘Josh,’ Donna rolled her eyes again. ‘I’m willing to bet good money that won’t be the last time you say something stupid.’ She raised her hand as he sucked in a breath prior to launching into another rambling apology.
‘I know you love the sound of your own voice, but you really should learn when to just shut up,’ she instructed. She smiled and, pushing herself away from the fridge, moved back to stand in front of him.
Placing her coffee just beside him on the counter, she put ran a finger gently down his cheek. ‘I’m not saying never, I’m just saying we need a plan before we rush into anything.’ Donna was suddenly struck by an unfamiliar shyness at the implication behind her words and she looked away, fixing her gaze firmly on the floor.
Josh grinned, dimples making an appearance.
‘Firstly, nine years is hardly rushing, secondly, my plan would be to get back to the kiss-’
‘Josh!’ she groaned in mock horror nonetheless recognising his attempt to ease her shyness with humor.
Laughing, Josh felt a weight lifting from his shoulders, and felt as though he were breathing again for the first time in a long while. He closed the small distance between them and took both her hands.
‘Hey,’ he smiled, pulling her into his embrace and draping her arms around his neck.
‘Hi,’ she whispered.
‘I just remembered I came over here to give you some really important information.’
‘Oh,’ Donna was a little disappointed he wanted to talk about work.
‘Yeah,’ Josh spoke softly, his forehead resting against hers. Taking a deep breath, Donna got the distinct feeling he was working himself up to something. ‘I, ah…you know…I wanted to tell you I love you.’
Her answering smile took Josh’s breath away.
‘I knew that,’ she said impishly, pulling back to look at him, ‘and I… ‘ but before she could finish, she saw the look on Josh’s face, felt his eyes burning into hers, and the last thing she wanted to do was talk.
He was intoxicating – the way he tasted, the way he smelled, the firmness of his body against hers… she could feel her breathing quicken as a shiver of anticipation ran through her. Josh titled her face upward, softly brushing her lips with his, a kiss of promise, tenderness and of something far deeper. He pulled her closer, his hands cupping her face, as she leaned into him, pressing her weight against him, needing to feel him against her, all of him. Donna felt desire flood through her as Josh parted her lips with his tongue, and threaded the fingers of one hand into her hair. Feeling his other hand resting firmly on her hip, she brought one leg up to run it lightly up and down his, and was gratified to hear him gasp at the sensation. Feeling light-headed, Donna started to let her hands roam freely across his body – up and down his arms, across his shoulders, over his toned back, finally hooking a finger into the belt loop on his jeans. She pulled away from Josh’s mouth with a loud sigh when she felt the hand that had been in her hair move to the base of her neck – the first touch of his warm hand on her exposed skin was electrifying and the next minute, he had replaced his hand with his mouth and was lazily nibbling his way down her exposed throat. She was suddenly thinking that maybe her dating idea hadn’t been such a good one after all, because if Josh could make her feel like this after just two kisses, then she didn’t know how much longer she could wait to find out what else he could do. Donna’s stomach lurched as she realised he was as aroused as she was – she could feel his hardness pressing into her hip, and felt herself blushing at the realisation that she could affect him like that. Running her fingers through Josh’s hair with one hand, Donna boldy grabbed his ass with the other, wanting to feel him as close to her as possible, and felt him moan with pleasure into her mouth.
Josh was beginning to wonder where the nearest flat surface might be, when the buzzing of a vibrating cellphone on the counter interrupted them. Breaking apart, they both tried to catch their breath, neither dropping the other’s gaze. After a couple of seconds, Josh groaned and snapped open the phone.
‘Yeah?’ he answered, still slightly breathless.
‘Did I wake you?’ Lou asked, typically jumping straight into the conversation.
‘No, I was awake,’ Josh winked at Donna.
‘So you should be, now get your ass down here. You’ve got work to do,’ Lou directed.
‘I am your boss you know?’ Josh reminded her good naturedly.
‘Whatever you say.’ Lou was clearly distracted, probably reading five documents at once.
‘Okay, I’m on my way.’
‘Do you know if Donna’s coming in too?’ she quizzed him.
‘How would I know what Donna’s doing? Josh looked at Donna, raising his eyebrows.
‘You answered her phone - generally she’s with her phone.’
As Josh slapped his hand to his face and ran it across his eyes, Donna looked up, surprised.
‘Yeah, okay, see you soon.’ Josh closed the phone, staring at the offending item for a good few minutes.
‘Okay so Lou knows something’s going on,’ he smiled sheepishly.
‘How?’ Donna almost squealed, choking on her coffee.
‘I answered your phone.’
‘What?’
‘Yep, your phone, I kinda answered it,’ he chuckled.
‘But…how…Josh!?’ Donna was flummoxed.
‘Donna, its fine.’
‘Josh, Lou has just pieced together the easiest cryptic puzzle known to man and now probably thinks we’ve been having sex all night long and into the morning!’
‘You’re the one who said no!’ he was grinning again.
‘Josh! No one was supposed to know.’
‘I think Donna, the ship has pretty much sailed on that one,’ he rested one hand lightly on her shoulder, gently placing a stray blonde tuft of hair behind her ear with the other.
‘It’s fine - Lou was going to have to know anyway. Let’s just go into the office, organise a strategy about how to handle everything and then come home and have sex all night long and into the morning.’ Josh grinned and reached for his keys and coffee.
Donna jabbed her finger into his chest.
‘Keep talking like that and you’ll be having a lonely little night, Mr Lyman.’
Continue on to Part 6
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