Gotham imagines/Preferences ~?~

Jealousy

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!!" You exclaimed, happy to be working such a big case, especially with Jim. He laughed at your excitement as you ran up to him and hugged him again jumping with anticipation to begin, probably the biggest task of your life.

Harvey watched in disgust at how close you and Jim were beginning to get, he would catch you both staring and laughing at each other. You would both sit next to each other and one time he even caught you cuddling in the locker room. He'd be dammed if he was going to let you work a case with Jim.

"Absoloutley not!" Harvey snapped, making you release Jim and look at him. He had an unreadable expression on his face, while you looked at him with confusion. "You are NOT working the Pyg case! Especially not with him!" Harvey exclaimed.

"Why the hell not?" You snapped back.

"It's too dangerous and I don't like the way he looks at you!" Harvey stated, angrily, pointing at Jim. Your mouth hung open, surprised at his statement.

"What do you mean?" You said lowly, anger tinting your words.

"I mean" He started " That I don't want you working a case with Jim Gordon because he looks at you like you're his whole world and he gets people killed, and i'll be freaking dammed if I see you die because of him!" Harvey, practically screamed. Standing there, you turned your head to look at Jim, who seemed just as confused and angry as you. Without saying anything, you walked out of the office, down the steps, past your desk, out of the front doors and headed home, the specks of rain hitting your body, sending shivers down your spine.

Jim's POV:
"What the hell was that?!" I shouted, angrily.

"Jim I-"

"No! Don't 'Jim' me! That was completely uncalled for and what did you mean by you don't like the way I look at her?" I questioned, anger bubbling inside me.

"FINE! I don't like the way you two have become so close! You're always together, laughing, smiling and staring at each other! What am I supposed to think! I've seen her stare at you like you're her everything when she shouldv'e been looking at me like that! NOT you!" He screamed at me, his eyes watering as he slammed his fist onto the table.

"She didn't look at me like anything Harvey! You're the one being paranoid! She's my best friend and I wouldn't do anything to harm your relationship with her!" I replied, calmer, reaching for the handle to exit the office.

"Yes she did" Harvey said coldly, pulling on his jacket to follow me.

"No Harvey, she didn't... But maybe she wouldn't be so close to me if you actually showed her you care" I spat leaving the building and Harvey behind.

--Time skip--

Y/N's POV:

Harvey had been pushing you away for some time but you never thought he would get like this. Jim was like a brother to you and it really hurt to think that he didn't even trust you. A few tears fell down your face as you sat in front of the T.V, watching F/S (favourite show), suddenly you heard your apartment door open and you quickly wiped away your tears.

In walked Harvey, with a scowl on his face, he placed his coat on the hanger and sat down at your old wooden table behind the couch.
"Anything you wanna tell me?" You heard him grumble, slight jealousy in his tone.

"Like what?" You snapped, turning around so your knees where on the couch cushions and your hands on the back of the sofa.

"I saw you and Jim cuddling in the locker room, so I can only assume you're sleeping with him" He spat angrily, slamming the glass of whiskey he had, down. That was it, you don't know what it was but something inside you snapped. Maybe it was being accused or maybe it was built up emotion from being pushed away, but you had, had enough, that was the final straw. Standing up, you stormed up to your boyfriend, watching as he too stood up, and slapped him, hard, in the face.

Harvey stumbled backwards and held his stinging cheek.
"How. Dare. You" You seethed, venom lacing your words. "How dare you have the audacity to accuse me of sleeping with Jim Gordon." You started. "You have some fucking nerve Bullock, for your information Jim was the only one there for me when you began pushing me away for no goddamn reason! So yeah I freaking sat in that locker room crying and he was there for me! So don't you DARE accuse of cheating Harvey Bullock, because I am many things, but dis-loyal is NOT one of them" You finished, seething and looking at Harvey's guilty face.

"I'm sorry Y/N... I don't know what was wrong with me, there's just been so much stress... and I haven't been thinking right... and i'm just so sorry... for everything." He replied, guiltily. Staring hopefully at you, his eyes begged for forgiveness and damn them puppy dog eyes.

Sighing, you walked into his chest and wrapped your arms around his neck. His arms snaked around your waist and pulled you closer, as his face nuzzled your neck.

"It's okay baby, I forgive you" You whispered into his chest. His arms tightened around you, while you looked up into his eyes. Smirking, he angled his head down and kissed you passionately, this time filled with love, and you kissed back just as hard. Soon things started to heat up and before you knew it, you were being thrown onto the bed, watching as Harvey made his way atop of you.

He began kissing your neck, and your fingers threaded through his hair as you let out soft moans. Pulling your shirt off, his lips travelled down your body until he got to the waistband of your jeans, where he tugged on it teasingly. Letting out a small moan, you sat up and pulled his shirt of, attacking his lips again, as he pushed you back down and began pulling your jeans off, leaving you in only your underwear. He took a moment to take in your body and smiled lustily.

Reaching a hand behind your back, he easily unclipped your bra and and began massaging your breasts with one hand the other working against your panties, pulling them off, exposing you fully.

You let out breathy moans as his breath fanned across your core, and you gripped the sheets anticipating his next move.
"Please baby" Without another word he licked along your folds and plunged his tounge into your entrance, darting in and out rapidly. Your moans escaped into the air as his index finger began rubbing your clit, making the pleasure ten times as good.

Suddenly his tongue and finger pulled out and you whimpered at the loss, but that was soon forgotten as his dick slid inside you and, without giving you chance to get comfortable, started pounding into you, harder and harder. Each time he hit your g-spot and you felt the knot in your abdomen tighten. The apartment was filled with both of your moans and soon he became sloppy, his hands gripping your waist tighter, you both rode out your orgasms.

Harvey fell down next to you and pulled you into his side, an arm around your waist.

"You're mine Y/N...I love you" He whispered.

"I love you too"

(Sorry if it's shit I don't have much experience writing for Harvey :/ )