CAN I? Author: LeE e-mail: lee_81881@yahoo.com Classification: Romance H/M Rating: Definitely NC-17, little humor Disclaimers: JAG doesn't belong to me. It belongs to DPB and CBS. I'm just having some fun while procrastinating on work... Summary: A song gets Harm and Mac to... open up? :) "Can I touch you there" by 98 Degrees. Author's Note: Well, I owe this one to a hilarious IM conversation with Wiz and Alli. I don't remember how it went from a conversation about a song to a story, but here it is. Hope you're happy Alli. Got your 3 rounds in...LOL. Oh, BTW... this takes place after "In Country" but before "Enemy Below." Thanks to Red for the help with the nicknames!! :) Enjoy! LeE JAG HQ 1123 EST Why do things always have to get so damn complicated with her? Why can't we just argue a damn case and not fight about it? I mean, it's not like we hate each other. For God sakes, I love the damn woman and all I seem to do is get on her nerves. Things were finally looking up after the Afghanistan ordeal, and now.... "Harm!" I hear Mac's voice nearly screaming at me and I wonder what I did now. Oh yeah. I vaguely remember she was talking about the case before I... "Jesus! Are you deaf? I've been trying to talk to you for ten minutes and all you can do is stare at that damn wall" she shouts once again and I know I'm nearing the end of my grace period here. Grace period? Sounds like I'm late returning a book to the library. I remember all too well the last time I was at the library. I mean, the lady was cute and all, all three of them actually, but they were no Mac. I sigh lightly as I think of... Concentrate!!... "Mac, can we just talk about this? He's not guilty. You know it" I try to reason with her. Not that reason is any much help these days when it comes to Mac and me, but hey, that's what they taught us in law school. "Oh yeah? Why?" she says with that challenging attitude I love so much. My mind wanders, again, as I take in her appearance. The red highlights in her hair, her fiery brown eyes, the intensity of her gaze, her thin arms folded accusingly across her chest...her chest... oh God... "HARM!" This time her scream is heard across the door and the bullpen freezes. I look out through the window and sigh. It's not like they haven't heard it before. Well, I guess this day is definitely not a good one to bet on the office pool. I don't know if Mac and I will ever get together, but judging by the way she's looking at me right now, definitely won't be today. "Sorry Mac. Got a little distracted there" I say with an apologetic smile, hoping that buys my ears a little time to recover. I love the woman, but she can get loud! Wonder is she's this loud in.... Don't go there Navy! I see her sigh and give in a little. Maybe she's already feeling sorry for me, and I silently wonder if the tables will ever be turned. She's looking intently at me and I realize I must be drifting off again. Damn. Why can't I concentrate lately when she's around? "Harm" she says as calm as I've heard her since the Admiral dumped this case in our laps. "Let's think about this" I nod and she continues as she takes a seat. "Harm, Lt. Thomas is guilty. He had no right to stalk that woman and you know it" "He wasn't stalking her, Mac. He just wanted to show her that he loved her. That's all" I say convincingly, arrogance dripping from my words. God, what am I doing to myself? "Harm. Harassing somebody is not the way to let them know you love them" "But it wasn't harassment Mac. He serenaded her, he sent her flowers, gifts, invited her to dinner countless times. Isn't that what all women want? To be wooed?...uhh.. courted?" "Harm! Don't you get it? She didn't want a man to woo her into anything. None of us do!" she's instantly surprised by her sincere statement and I can see the flicker of regret cross her face. She just cracked open the proverbial can of worms from this case. I know it's not the smartest thing to do, but I can't seem to control my mouth, again. "Come on, Mac" I start lowering my voice "Are you really gonna tell me you wouldn't like the attention?" I say smugly and raise an eyebrow waiting patiently for her witty reply. At least I didn't mention Mic. She simply looks at me and snickers. Throwing the file she carried on my desk she quickly turns around and heads out of my office. I follow quickly on her heels, like an incensed poodle on the heels of its owner. Sensing this conversation could really get interesting, I start talking again, unfortunately forgetting where we are. "What Marine? Are you scared of answering my question?" I ask arrogantly, as the rest of the office looks on at the show. Suddenly Mac stops abruptly, causing me to almost run her over. She quickly puts a hand on my shoulder and steps back. She's stopped ignoring me and that means trouble. "What question was that again, Commander?" I can feel my face loose its color, and my heart skips a beat as I take in her triumphant expression. She's about to embarrass me in front of the whole office. She knows it, and I know it. Understanding I can't do anything that won't make the situation worse I simply wait for her to answer her own question. She doesn't. The silence grows deafening and I find myself babbling. "Umm, well,, what..umm...the question was...huh..." I can't stop my incoherent thoughts from coming out, so I finally decided to shut my mouth. "Let me make it easier for you Commander" Mac says self-righteously, and I wince at her tone. She never calls me Commander unless she's about to deliver a blow. I gulp at her demeanor and images of that Mortal Combat video game fill my head-wonder why-- she glares at me and...God, what's she gonna do? "To answer your question. I would really appreciate the attention if *someone* had the balls to give it to me" Mac says emphatically and quickly turns away from me, leaving me standing like the village idiot in the middle of the bullpen. I hear a few stifled laughs and some deceiving coughs. Everyone heard us fight. They all know what the case is about, and most importantly, they all know what kind of attention Mac was referring to. Great. There goes what little of a reputation I had left. "You're gonna pay for that one, my dear Marine" I murmur to myself as I start the embarrassing walk back towards my office, a plan forming in my head. NEXT DAY JAG HQ I still can't believe I did that to Harm yesterday. I know he got on my nerves, but that had to be embarrassing, even for him. Every now and then I catch myself feeling sorry for him. Then I remember everything we've been through and I quickly remind myself that he deserved it. I've had enough of his arrogant, cocky, self-centered self. It was about time I put him in his place. I'll be surprised if he even dares to poke his head inside... *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ""And this next song is dedicated to a Marine Lt. Colonel Sarah Catherine Mackenzie, from Commander Harmon Rabb, Jr. Sarah, wherever you are we hope you appreciate the...uhh...guts it took for the Commander to request this song especially for you..."" The rest of the world disappeared as the first notes of the song played across the bullpen. 'How the hell did he...' _____________________________________________________________________________ You say you want a man to give you good lovin' You want the passion with the kissin' and the huggin' Baby, all I think about is the way it's goin' down With your sexuality _____________________________________________________________________________ Glued to her chair, her hand gripping the edge of her desk firmly, she could do nothing but wait. 'God, why that song?' Mac thought as she braced herself for the rest she knew was coming. She'd heard the song before. It wasn't pretty. Well, not for the office anyway. ______________________________________________________________________________ Baby, can I touch you there (Baby, can I touch you there) Baby, can I touch you there (Baby, can I touch you there) I wanna get it everywhere (I wanna get it everywhere) Baby can I touch you there Can you push my hand down there Can I put my hand down there Are you waiting for the next episode love I got some more baby if you didn't get enough Let me give you what you need While you've got me on my knees Are you sure you can endure I wanna see those legs in the air Wanna see them up in the air __________________________________________________________________________ "Oh my God" Harriet whispers softly and looking sideways at Sturgis' face she can't contain her laughter. The office has gone silent, as everyone awaits enthusiastically the Colonel's emergence from her office. __________________________________________________________________________ Listen to me baby Everytime I think of you Girl you blow my mind (my mind) I would never be the one whose wastin' all your time Just come with it (come on) I'm down with it (I'm down) Just come with it If you're ready tonight ooohh, ooohh, ooohh We can do it by the refrigerator Try some shit that we could trip off for later Let me lick you up and down We'll make the sexy sounds If we set if off tonight ______________________________________________________________________ "Tiner" AJ barks at the phone from inside his office. "I want Rabb and Mackenzie in my office. Now!" he yells, annoyance enveloping him as he thinks of his senior officers. They'd showcased their creativity in the courtroom a hundred times. But damn it! This is an office! "What the hell is going on..." He trails off as the words of the song register on him. Of Rabb he'd believe anything-- although this one seemed a little desperate-- but of Mac? His Chief of Staff? Ms. United States Marine? No way. She couldn't have had anything to do with this. 'She's the victim!' AJ screams inside his head as a slow smile spreads across his face. "Ooooh, Rabb's gonna get it all right.." he murmurs as he sets the phone down on its cradle. Rising from his oversized chair, he begins his walk towards the bullpen to begin his 'I'm-an-annoyed-SEAL-get-out-of-my-way' act. As he nears Tiner's desk he sees Harm retreating towards the break room, and even though he can't see his face, he can imagine that damn cocky smile plastered on it. He had to hand it to Harm. What a way to catch a Marine off guard? _______________________________________________________________________ Oh, baby Does it feel good to you? I know it does, baby Oh yeah, Oh yeah Baby can I touch you there Can you play my game Baby can I touch you there Oh, oh, oh, oh baby ________________________________________________________________________ "Damn that man" Mac muttered as the song ended and she found herself desperately trying to get a grip back on reality. She had known Harm would want to retaliate, but she never thought he'd be capable of something like this. No one did! After a few seconds of brooding, she dared raise her eyes and look outside. Her office door had been open the whole time, since she had been impatiently awaiting Harm's morning entrance. Her eyes swept across the bullpen from her place behind her desk until they came to rest on a tall, handsome figure clad in summer whites. His blue-greens danced around conveying the laughter and triumph he felt at the moment. He had done it. Sarah Mackenzie was shocked and mad and everything else in between. His strong arms crossed across his chest, as if he were daring her to do something. Challenging her to come out and confront him. Her eyes still hadn't left his, but her mind was already devising a plan to turn the tables on him, once again. 'You'll be one sorry Squid when I'm done with you, flyboy.' Realizing Mac was probably too mad or too much in shock to move just yet, Harm winked at her from across the room and walked over to the break room, confidence and satisfaction evident in his longs strides. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* JAG HQ BREAK ROOM I lean against the counter, and at once the enormity of what I just did slaps me in the face. I still don't know what possessed me to do that to her. Well, I do know actually. She insulted my manhood. I had to show her...I had to... oh forget it. Things never come out the way they're supposed to when it comes to Mac. She sure embarrassed me yesterday with that comment she made, but maybe I went a little overboard. I remember the first time I heard that song. Actually, Sergei was the one who read the lyrics on the Internet and asked me about a few parts he didn't understand. He's not very literate in the American way yet, so I had to explain... well... you know. Moving on. After I read them, I went and downloaded it. I don't know why I did it. It's not like I'd never heard a song about sex before, and that's definitely not the kind of music I'd let my flying buddies find in my CD collection. There was just something about it that caught my attention. Well, it's served me for something all right. God, what if Mac is so pissed she never talks to me again? Then I'll have to really harass her until she forgives me... or kills me. Nah, I don't think she'll appreciate that. But it was a joke. I mean, even the Admiral would like the song. Okay, so maybe he wouldn't but... Oh yeah, back to Mac. And speaking of the devil... "Mac, listen. I'm sorry. Look, it was just a joke, I didn't mean to...." Before I can utter another word of babble, she has me pinned against the refrigerator. Wonder where she got this idea from? Marines. I try to get over my shock quickly and look down at her. There's something in her eyes I've never seen before and I try to... "Maaaaccc" I gasp, almost whining, but I don't care. What the hell is she doing with those hands? I can feel her fingernails scraping my uniform jacket as her hands roam all over my chest. She hasn't said a word, but I don't think she has to. Wow! Maybe I should play that song more often if it gets me.... "Harm..." she whispers in a ...a... seductive? Never thought I'd see the day! "Mac" I huff, "What...uhh...are you doing?" "Well, flyboy, with that kind of provocation, what did you think I was going to do? Slap you?" "Uhh..." This has got to be a dream. "Well, maybe later..." she manages to say with a smirk before her lips are caressing my neck and.... she's taller than I thought. Useless information. One of her hands sneaks up to cup the back of my neck as the other is still torturing me with her intoxicating touch. Pressing her body against mine, I hear her moan of ...approval at feeling my erection growing against her. "Mac, if you keep this up I... hmmpff..." Her lips. Wow! This is better than I remembered. Remind me again why we waited six years for this? The relative coolness of the air assaults my lips before I have a chance to realize she's stopped kissing me, and I feel her stepping away quickly, taking her privileged scent away with her. She just stands there, looking at me for a second and then a sassy smile grows on her lips. "Flyboy, you better believe that was no goodbye kiss. If you're not at my door at 1800 on the dot, you'll pay. Understood?" "Ye.ye..Yes, Ma'am" I manage to croak out as I fight pointlessly to keep my body under control. Damn it...Damn it...Damn it... This was not supposed happen. I should've listened to my mother a long time ago. Why don't I just give her a goddamn ring and get it over with? These little games are gonna end up costing me.... "My career" I groan as I hear the Admiral's voice announcing his imminent arrival at my temporary hiding place. Great. "Good Morning Commander" the Admiral greets me cheerfully, an amused smile on his face. He wants to laugh. I know it. They all do. They just like Mac better. Favoritism. "Morning, Sir" I finally articulate, trying to make sure the Admiral doesn't realize I'm standing at attention in more ways than one. "At ease" the Admiral says fleetingly and turns away from me, to try and control his laughter. What the hell is so funny? It's not like I... Oh God!! The song!! He heard the whole thing!! I didn't even think about the Admiral...I'm toast... I rub my face with one hand and slide it down over my neck as I try to get a hold of myself before the Admiral turns around. I'm sure I must be sweating blood by now and the look on my face is probably not one of calmness and content. A fleeting streak of red flashes in front of me and I jerk my hand back towards my face. Good lord, this can't be happening. Please tell me it's not on my shirt. Wiping away at my skin once more, my suspicions are confirmed. Mac has left her mark. Hmm... branded by a Marine. Not bad. Not bad at all... Before I dive into fantasy world again, something inside my head tells me I should pay attention to my surroundings, and I quickly focus my eyes to find the Admiral doubled over, clutching his stomach in laughter. The sneaky jarhead made sure her lips roamed over my neck as well as the collar of my shirt. I bet she planned it and put on an extra coat of lipstick just for me. "Uh, Sir. I can explain..." he looks at me with unshed tears in his eyes and waves his hand. "I don't think you can Harm..." his voice breaks once again as his fit of laughter returns, and I have a hard time believing the man in front of me is actually my C.O. I bet all JAG ops is out there waiting for me to come out demoted, transferred, or darn simply discharged. Enjoy it while you can, Marine. I can tell the Admiral has finally managed to control his glee. He notices my struggle with the red colored lipstick adorning my neckline and takes a deep breath before he speaks. "What happened Harm? Has the Colonel been harassing you?" he throws back at me over his shoulder as he makes his way out of the room and towards the bullpen. A few seconds later I hear a crisp "Back to work people" and I smile. I guess it's a compliment that the Admiral allows himself to let go like that in my presence. It means he trusts me. Nah... it just means not even the most disciplined people can resist laughing at me. Mac has gone to court by the time I regain some semblance of propriety to leave the break room. Quickly moving towards my office I ignore the stares and the murmurs I hear as I pass by. Reaching my office, I close the door, hit the blinds and dump my sorry six on my chair. Panic grips me as I remember Mac said to go to her place tonight. I ponder silently if there's a way I can avoid her and live to remember it. Idea dismissed. I can't risk another little episode at the office, and I can definitely not risk facing the wrath of Mac. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Outside, in the bullpen, Sturgis and Harriet are still looking at each other speechless. "What just happened?" Harriet asks with eyes as wide as her anatomy allows. Sturgis grins. "Lieutenant, I believe we've just witnessed the greatest showcase of pent up sexual frustration ever in the history of the Armed Forces" "Lt. Sims, my office please" The Admiral bellows from behind them and Harriet quickly gathers up a notebook from her drawer and walks over to the Admiral's office; a smirk on her face. Minutes later, sporting a wide smile, Harriet makes her way back towards Sturgis. "Lt. Sims" Sturgis begins with a smile "I think I'd like to try my luck on that office pool you have going." Harriet looks surprised, but nonetheless agrees and Sturgis notices she takes out the same notebook she had taken to the Admiral's office minutes before. Could it be? Nah... "Which day would you like, Commander?" Harriet says cheerfully, glad to see the Commander getting in tune with the office's spirit. "Today" Sturgis announces haughtily and Harriet simply laughs. "What's so funny, Lt.?" "Oh, nothing, Sir. It's just that today is already taken" "Really? By who?" Sturgis asks trying to sound nonchalant, but extremely anxious to confirm his suspicions. "A certain two-star we all know" Harriet says in a hushed cryptic tone, and Sturgis laughs. It must be contagious and minutes later they're both still laughing, while the rest of the office is still busy picking up their jaws from the floor. MAC'S APARTMENT 1758 EST "5...4...3...2...1... 1 minute...5...4...3...2...1... Where the hell is he!!?" The sound of a knock on the door dissipated her growing impatience and she quickly surveyed the place once again, before walking over and looking through the peephole. Great. Poor little lamb doesn't know what he's in for. Quickly walking towards the kitchen, Mac takes her place on the counter and yells "It's open, Harm" Warmth envelops him as soon as he sets foot inside her apartment. Mac is nowhere to be seen, and the precarious silence allows the click of the door behind him to resonate loudly in his ears. "Harm..." Mac calls in a singing voice and Harm's insides twist in anticipation. Gingerly stepping closer towards the sound of her voice, his breath quickens and his heart jumps towards his throat as he enters the kitchen. A vision in red lace appears before his eyes, and the familiar tone of the song responsible for the whole debacle at the office plays across the apartment. Sitting playfully on the counter top, right next to her refrigerator, Mac smiled seductively as her handsome partner's tall frame came to a halt a few feet from her. His eyes locked quickly downward and began traveling upward agonizingly slow. Despite her best efforts to remain unfazed by his gawking, a furious blush started to creep up her neck, onto her ears and finally her cheeks. Her silky long legs were crossed in an enticing feminine fashion that was slowly eating away at Harm's sanity. His blue-greens were gradually advancing on her figure. Other than his eyes, not a single muscle in his body had moved. Admiring her well-shaped thighs, what little thought process was taking place stopped, as Mac leisurely lifted one long leg and placed it next to the other. The pair of legs now slightly spread, inviting, almost daring him to get lost in the heap of sensations stirring within him. Groaning as he felt himself harden, Harm continued on his visual voyage, traveling up her abdomen, the roundness of her navel marking the halfway point on his adventurous expedition throughout her body. Reaching her breasts, full and almost overflowing from the tight red lace bra she wore, he was at once mesmerized by her beauty. "Harm. Please, come closer..." she whispered in an attempt to bring him back from the trance he seemed to have succumbed to. Feeling his hungry bedroom eyes on her was better than she could've ever imagined, but she wanted him. No, she needed him, and soon. As a late reaction, her soft calling of his name broke through his reverie and he abruptly looked up at her, sheepishly offering an apologetic smile. Knowing he'd been humiliated enough the last 24 hours, Mac fought the urge to laugh. Now he seemed to be hypnotized by her face. Realizing he hadn't moved and apparently wasn't planning on it, she cleared her throat and used her best drill sergeant voice. "Rabb, get your ass here on the double, and that's an order!" Mac's voice finally broke through and Harm dutifully strode over to her, insecurity and hesitation now visible on his face. 'I scared him' she thought and smiled lovingly at him, before her smile turned into a playful grin. As soon as she had him close enough, she yanked him towards her, wrapping her legs around him, ensuring he had no way of dodging her. Finally deciding he was ready to move, he dropped the flowers he'd been holding all this time and folded her in his strong arms, delighting in the alluring blend of bone, flesh, and soul that was Sarah Mackenzie. "Harm..." "Yeah, baby?" he murmured, his voice muffled from his place in the curve of her neck, where he nibbled, licked, and kissed. "Let's see if you really have the balls to give it to me..." she stated, her voice a quiet sensual whisper against his ear. Challenging nonetheless. "I'll give you whatever you want, baby. Whatever... you... want" each word accentuated with a kiss and a squeeze. "Then would you mind if we moved away from the refrigerator? I know that's what the song said, but it'd really be better on the bed" This brought forth a chuckle from both of them, and Harm quickly scooped her up, carrying her safely in his arms towards the bedroom. With clothes scattered around the room, and red lace hanging from the ceiling fan, the tall Navy Commander and the beautiful Marine Lt. Colonel began a new journey...together. "Harm. Please... I can't stand it... oohh... hmmm..." His skilled fingers and sensational mouth were driving her crazy. Reaching down and grabbing him with as much force as she could muster, she pulled him up against her, welcoming the weight of his body on top of hers. "I love you, Marine" he offered against her ear as he gently prodded her satiny legs apart with his knee. "love... you...too.." she managed to verbalized as the tip of his cock brushed against her opening, each time with added pressure against her bundle of nerves, until finally he entered her with a firm thrust. Rocking against each other, harder at her non-so-quiet request, the two worlds that spun separately for so long finally swiveled as one. Feeling the familiar tension building within them, their pace seemed to increase exponentially. The not-so-subtle squeak of the bed, and the soft delusional cries escaping Mac's lips only served to enhance the pleasure he felt as his hard rod repeatedly thrust into her. "Ohhhh... Sarah..." he moaned over and over until finally they came hard, their juices flowing between them as they surrendered to oblivion. Panting madly, they held each other close until their breathing patterns normalized, allowing them the pleasure of enjoying serenely the feel of each other's arms. "I love you, Harm" a quiet statement that meant the world to him. "I love you too, baby, so much" kissing her forehead and running a tender hand through her soft hair, loving the feeling of her resting securely in his arms. Time passed by, and remembering the events that had led them to that moment, Harm spoke. "Mac?" an amused edge noticeable in his voice. Mac smiled at turned to look up at him. "What, love?" Harm smiled in return, his lips quickly shaping into a full-blown flyboy grin. "Can I touch you there?" he said, not able to suppress the chuckle that escaped his lips. Mac's eyes clouded over suddenly, and climbing up to sit on top of him she gripped his manhood firmly with her hand as she answered. "You can touch me anywhere, Sailor" And as Harm's cocky grin drowned on her lips, another round of passionate love began. Her tongue explored every inch of his handsome face, as her hands kneaded and squeezed all across the plane of his chest. The feel of his muscles under her fingertips and the soft groans coming from his throat aided the rush of desire she felt for the man beneath her. Her luscious lips trailed downward from his face, to the manly muscles of his neck and found refuge on the hollow of his throat. Her lower body had not been idle throughout her oral assault of his upper body, and as a result, Harm was slowly losing his mind. The combination of her hips rocking gently against him and her lips devouring his flesh was steadily threatening to override whatever consciousness was left, and he knew then he would die if he didn't touch her. "Tisk, tisk" Mac quickly uttered, shaking her head and trapping his arms with her own, regarding him as a child who'd just being caught pulling the cat's tail. Harm smirked at her playfulness and countered "But you said I could touch you anywhere, baby" almost pouting. 'God I could eat him' she thought as she witnessed his attempt at humor. "Yeah, but I didn't say anytime, hammer-whammer" she quipped, tapping his nose with her fingertip, her smile one of supremacy as it finally hit her that he was hers, at last. " Hammer-whammer?" he repeats, his nose wrinkling slightly. "Wow, Marine. That's quite ...." Sitting up straight on his stomach she stretched her arms, her hands splayed on his chest, fingers gently twirling his silky fur, she interrupted before he could start babbling. "And if you don't want me to call you that in the office, you better shut up now, Commander." The longing burning within her was making her say things she'd never even dreamed of thinking, much less verbalizing. The craving for him had been torture enough the past six years, and refusing to waist anymore time, she silenced him with a look when he opened his mouth to protest. Her body slid down with increasing speed, until her mouth was leveled with his incredible abdominal muscles. One hand cupped his balls firmly as her mouth traveled the distance towards his throbbing member. Seconds later, the warmth of her mouth enveloped him and he cried out in ecstasy. "Oh, God... Mac...hmmm...ahhh" he gasped as she ran her tongue from the base to the tip of his cock, sucking it as if her life depended on it. Maneuvering expertly around his manhood, her tongue found his balls and softly nibbled there, one hand on his thigh, and the other caressing the length of him. Finally satisfied with her accomplishments so far, she allowed her lips to move back up towards his hardness; the corner stone of countless dreams and fantasies she had been forced to store away in her mind. Mac was immersed in the sensation of finally tasting him, having him all to herself at last, and to her surprise, the appetite for him only increased. Moaning softly as her mouth once again shrouded him, he tangled his long fingers in her hair, needing to feel connected to her that way. Her pace increased, the soft scraping of her teeth against his sensitive flesh was too much, and knowing what was bound to happen, he attempted to warn her. "Mac... Sarah... I'm going to... oh god, baby... I'm..." Opening her eyes, Mac looked at him from her position between his legs and shaped her lips into a smile, her hands never leaving their place, keeping his arousal alive. "I want you, Harm. Let it go..." she murmured, her lips nibbling at his erection, as he wondered what he'd done to deserve this. "You...aah...you want to?..." he struggled to say and all his will power deserted him as she nodded and closed her eyes once again, her mouth sucking harder this time, faster, desperate to savor all of him. "Sarah...ahh... love... you..." he gasped as his seed exploded inside her mouth. Her lips dutifully milked him until there was no more of him to give, and she swallowed gladly, content and satisfied at her performance. Licking once again, to make sure not a drop had escaped her, she looked up at the stunned look in his face and smiled, letting her tongue run across her lips as she moved back up to cover his body with hers. Grabbing her almost desperately, he kissed her long and hard, tasting himself in her, and thanking God repeatedly for his fortune. "Sarah, that was...wow.. I don't know.. I mean, no one had ever..." she smiled lovingly, understanding why he felt at a loss for words. She'd never let a man finish in her mouth before either. "I've only done that in my dreams before, Harm. It was always you in them." she said softly, as he enclosed her in his arms and hugged her fiercely, a sense of pride like he'd never felt before filling him at her declaration. Returning his embrace with the same intensity, her heart swelled with love for him as she felt years of mistakes and misunderstandings melt away. "Harm..." she whispered shyly some time later. "Hmmm?" was all he said, his hand gently tracing the soft skin of her arm. "Can we eat dinner now?" He chuckled and kissed her forehead. "Yes, Marine. I guess we can" Some time later, they sat across from each other, on the couch, their legs stretched, their urge to feel each other still overwhelming. They enjoyed their meal and looked at each other for a long second before Mac started reaching higher with her foot. Suddenly, a chuckle escaped him and she looked up to find him intently looking at her. "What's so funny, Harm? Am I tickling you?" she asked, amused as well. "No, I just never thought you'd be into nicknames is all" she smiled as she remembered what she'd called him. "Well, my chunk 'o hunk, why don't we see if you can find out what else you don't know about me?" she teased as she slid down on the couch, her legs coming closer to her ultimate target, chuckling softly at the look of mock horror on his face after hearing her latest endearing term for him. 'Where'd that come from?' she thought as her foot finally reached her target and sensually touched his manhood through the soft cotton fabric. "Come on, Harm....play along" she whispered as her tongue ran across her bottom lip. "Oh, you mean I can touch you now?" he said with a raised eyebrow, desire unleashing within him once again, but still trying hard to keep a straight face. "Let me change the ROE's for you, flyboy. You can touch me anywhere, anytime. And you can take that to the bank, Commander" By the time she was done talking, she found herself on her back, the 6'4 frame she knew so well hovering over her, kidnapping her senses, eyes blazing with passion, all for her. His lips claimed hers in a searing merging of tongues as her body was jerked alive by the sheer force of the emotion emanating from him. "I love you, Sarah....always...loved...you....always...will..." The blend of tenderness and passion entrenched in his words shocked her into silence. 'I love you too' seemed like such a lame thing to say, when she knew everything she felt for him could never be explained with words. Her hands met behind his head as he worshipped her breasts, one by one, overflowing with all the attention he'd dreamed of paying them every time his eyes darted towards her during court or staff call. Suddenly she felt his strong arms around her, lifting her up and pulling her to a sitting position on the couch. Quickly kneeling in front of her, he spread her legs, and in one quick motion they were over his shoulders, his face disappearing into her core. "Harm!" Gasping at the surprising turn of events, but quickly adjusting to the new circumstances, she wondered how she would ever live without him touching her ever again. His tongue leisurely tortured her swollen clit while his fingers dipped in and out of her center, the familiar twisting within her begun. "Harm... please... oh, god...need you..." "What baby? Tell me what you want..." his husky whisper sent chills up her spine as his warm breathing caressed her sensitive pink flesh. "Harm... you... inside me... now... please..." Her soft whimpering beg did the trick, as he moved up her body, laying her down against the cushions, his impressive body covering hers once again. With a force born of pure love and desire, he plunged into her, parting her legs as far as possible, loving the feeling of her hips rising to meet each thrust. In and out, his impressive tool worked its magic on her, sinking further into her, cradled in her warmth. "God...you're..so...big... hhmmm..." she whispered, feeling her muscles stretch once again to accommodate his incredible shaft, making her crazy with want. No time for words, he was getting there fast, and he could feel her muscles tensing, squeezing him inside her, as if forcing him to stay buried within her. Seconds later, the world exploded around them, the force of their orgasm causing them to crash against each other. "Harm..." she whispered minutes later, after her body allowed her coherent thought. "What is it baby?" "I love you, but I don't think I can move until tomorrow..." He smiled, kissing her closed eyes first, her forehead, her cheeks, and finally her soft lips. "It's all right baby. I'll carry you" And with that he rose and brought her up with him, once again moving towards her bedroom. Minutes later they were both indulging in each other's warmth beneath the covers. "I love you, ninja girl" "I love you, my chunk 'o hunk" NEXT MORNING JAG HQ "Enter" Harm answers quickly, knowing who's at the door without even looking. As Mac sticks her head in he greets her, "Morning, ninja girl" "Good Morning, Sailor" "So, can I?" Harm asks, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. "Haaaarm...." She groans low in her throat. The door closes, the blinds shut and the rest is history. THE END!! Hope you enjoyed! LeE