Title: Come Undone

Author: Mary

Rating: NC-17

Spoiler: Lifeline (as if there’s anything else to
write about now)

Summary: She never allowed herself to come undone
until this moment, and how glorious it felt. 



Friday May 18th, 2001

Mac’s Apartment

Georgetown 



Her body was at war with her mind. Why did they have
to do this to each other now when she was so resolute
on marrying Mic? She realized that her situation
boiled down to the saying “Don’t ask a question you
don’t want to know the answer to”. All these damn
emotions were warring inside of her, at a moment when
the only thing she should be feeling is love… for
another man. 



She was furious with herself. Why did she always have
to push? She was furious with him. Why the hell didn’t
he say something before now? She had worn that damn
ring on her right hand for 10 months and he hadn’t
said a word, hell it had been on her left for 5 months
and still he said nothing. But no, he waits until
tonight, the night of her engagement party to say
something. But she kept telling herself that if she
hadn’t wanted to know she shouldn’t have prodded. 



Damn, damn, damn what a mess her life was. She was
marrying a man she didn’t really love because she
couldn’t have the man who she did love, but now she
might be able to have him and… damn! 



She realized now what a foolish mistake it was to
accept the ring in the first place, if she simply had
waited, as he had asked, she wouldn’t be poised on the
brink of destroying 3 lives. Not to mention what all
of her friends would think. When did I become so
wishy-washy she thought? I used to be able to make a
decision and stick with it. Her mind retorted that if
she had made the right decision in the first place she
wouldn’t need to be so indecisive. 



But that kiss.. Holy Mary mother of God...no kiss had
ever made her ache so hard in her life. Certainly
Mic’s never felt like that. She was stuck, she didn’t
want to hurt Mic or Harm, but knew by marrying Mic she
and Harm would never be close again, despite what she
had said. Although he hadn’t said the words yet, she
knew how he felt, his mouth had told him everything
she needed to know. 



She had been trapped at the Admiral’s party; you could
feel the tension between them all night. It had
finally dissipated when Harm had left to go home with
Renee, but once he had finally left she couldn’t help
but feel an ache in her heart and in places a little
lower. But he was going home with the Video Princess
and she was going home with Crocodile Dundee. 



No she wasn’t, she had already been planning on
sending Mic home. She couldn’t stand to have him paw
at her, although she realized that a few weeks ago
that pawing had been very good. She couldn’t kid
herself anymore; she wanted Harm, mind, soul and body,
but mostly body right now. She wasn’t sure if she
should call him or wait for him to call her. 



Mac wasn’t going to wait, she had been waiting for a
year and a half and where had it gotten her?
Frustrated, angry, sad and nearly alone. She was going
to wait to talk to him, and hopefully it would go well
because if it did she was going to tell Mic the
wedding was off. Stealing her strength she dialed the
number so familiar to her. 



“Hello” 



She couldn’t speak. She loved his voice so much. It
was that voice that shook her out of her dream world. 



“Hello, is anyone there?” 



“Harm, it’s me.” 



“Mac? Is everything ok?” 



“I’m hoping that it will be, could you come over here?
I really need to talk to you.” 



“Yeah sure, give me about 45 minutes and I’ll be over
there ok?” 



“I’ll be here.” 



For 45 minutes she sat on her couch and waited, all
the while wondering what exactly she was going to do.
She wanted to talk, that she knew for sure. But she
simply couldn’t ignore the memory of the kiss that
kept playing over and over. Every time it played, it
would get a little hotter, a little steamier than
before. By the time Harm knocked on her door they were
naked and sweaty on her living room floor. 



Mac heard him knock on the door and was once again
shaken from her dream world. She realized that she was
aroused, very aroused. It was dangerous to answer the
door like this. She was likely to skip the formalities
of talking and simply ravish him on the floor. But she
went to the door anyway and opened it, nearly drooling
when she saw him.  



She wondered if he looked this good all the time, or
if it was the residual from the visions she had been
having. Mentally shaking her head she told herself
that it wasn’t like she had never seen Harm like this
before. He had worn the black long sleeved t-shirt and
the fitted jeans before, the ones that hugged to his
ass in all the right places… 



“Mac, are you ok?” he asked sounding amused. 



“Yeah… um… yeah, come on in.” 



He had seen the way she looked at him though. Like she
was hungry and he was the main dish. He was concerned
when she called him to come over. He wanted to talk
about what had happened but didn’t expect it to be
tonight. He too had felt the tension, and when he
finally couldn’t stand it anymore he had asked Renee
to leave. 



But much to her disappointment he had sent her home
soon after he got to his apartment. He had been
sitting there pondering life and all it entails when
she had called. He hadn’t been sure if he should go to
her or not. It was almost certain that he would not be
able to not kiss her, and he was afraid it would go
farther than that. Then he realized that might just be
the way to help delay this farce of a wedding. 



He didn’t want to cheat on Renee and he didn’t want
Mac to cheat on Mic but he knew that this was a time
for desperate action. She was a week away from
marrying one man when he was certain that she was in
love with another. He was a coward he knew, he should
just ask, just say Mac don’t marry him, and he knew
she would say ok but he couldn’t do that. It was time
for actions to speak louder than the confused words
they had been speaking to each other for months now. 



So he walked into her apartment, not quite sure of
what to expect, but knowing what he wanted. She wasn’t
making it easy on him. She had changed into those
jeans that hugged her luscious curves and a t-shirt
cut low enough to be tantalizing. She wasn’t the only
one with sex on the brain. But Harm knew he would have
to take a different approach than just jumping her. 



“Mac, I want to apologize for what happened tonight…” 



“Why, are you sorry it happened?” 



“No, I wanted to apologize for waiting for so long to
say anything. I’ve had so many chances and I was too
scared to take any of them. If it hadn’t been for you
I probably wouldn’t have said anything ever.” 



“You would have let me marry him, and you would have
never said anything, why?” 



“I told you I just want you to be happy and that’s the
truth. I thought that this was what would make you
happy and I couldn’t stand in the way of that.” 



“And now that you know that’s not true?” 



“Now, there are some things that I have to say and I
want you to listen, and I’m going to say them plainly
so that there’s no confusion later on.” 



“Ok.” 



“I want you in my life so much that it hurts. I don’t
just want you as a friend anymore, or as a partner. I
can’t stand to sit back and watch you be with someone
else anymore. I want to be the one that you come home
to, that you go to bed with, that you cry with and
laugh with. I want to be the only one to kiss you, to
make love to you, to give you children and a future. I
guess what I’m trying to say can be summed up in four
words, I love you Mac.” 



For a moment not a word was spoken between them, then
Mac walked up to Harm and put her arms around his
neck. Lightly brushing her lips against his she said 



“I think that can be arranged sailor.” 



She moved her head the fraction of an inch that was
between them and put her lips over his. They weren’t
really kissing, just lightly brushing their lips
against each other’s, and gently swaying to the music
that only they could hear.  



She pulled back from him, put her left hand in his
right one and slowly lead him to the bedroom. Mac
dropped his hand and walked over to the bed and folded
the sheets back. Finishing that she turned around to
look at him. 



“Are you sure about this Harm? Nothing has to happen.”




“I meant what I said, I want this, and I want you.” 



They finally move together for a real kiss. They took
turns gently learning the taste and texture of the
other. They were both thinking something similar. How
could I have almost given this up? This is right. This
is where I’m meant to be. 



Breaking apart, Mac reached for the hem of his shirt
and began to pull it over his head, and then realizing
the height difference would be a problem, turned them
around and made Harm sit on the edge of the bed.
Finishing the job, she began to lightly run her hands
over him, loving the feel of his hard muscles and
chest hair beneath her fingers.  



“Do you know how long I’ve wanted to do this? Feel you
under my fingers, knowing that you’re mine.” 



“Probably as long as I have,” he said standing once
again. 



Returning the favor he pulled her shirt over her head
and began to run his fingers over her chest. Teasing
her breasts through the nearly translucent bra she was
wearing. Watching her nipples become even harder he
loved what he could do to her with just a simple
touch.  



“Front or back?” 



“Huh” 



Chuckling he asked again “Does your bra open in the
front or back?” 



“Um… front.” 



Using his thumbs and forefingers he deftly slid the
clasp open and then parted the fabric with his
fingertips, revealing her to him for the first time.
Sliding the garment off of her, he cupped her breasts
with his hands, listening to the air sharply leave her
mouth. 



She didn’t want to hurry this, but she knew that they
both had to get naked soon. So she brought her hands
up to the front of his jeans. Taking her time she
opened the button and then slowly slid the zipper down
feeling exactly how much he wanted her. She then
reached for the elastic of his boxers when he stopped
her. 



“No fair, you have on more clothes than I do.” 



“Why don’t you do something about that then?” 



He then reached up to undo the button fly on her
jeans. Once he finished he peeled the jeans off of her
legs, leaving her standing there in underwear that
matched the bra that had been recently discarded. 



Moving back to lie on the bed, he reached his hand out
to her. She took it and joined him on the bed. Looking
into the eyes of her soon to be lover she saw the look
of absolute pleasure and wanting reflected there. She
reached out her hand and began to trace the contours
of his beautiful face. 



“I know men don’t like to hear this, but your
beautiful.” 



Giving her one of his wide grins he returned, 



“If I’m beautiful, then you my dear are a goddess.” 



Lowering her eyes she blushed saying “Thank you.” 



She looked back up and realized that she had to kiss
him now. She moved her head forward and traced the
outline of his lips with her tongue. When he opened
his mouth she went back to exploring the inside of his
mouth.  



Slowly breaking contact, she moved her lips to his
hear and began licking the earlobe, loving the moans
she was getting from him. She moved her lips down over
his chin, and made her way down his neck, stopping to
nibble the skin she found there, hearing his breath
speed up even more. 



When she got to his collarbone she stopped, taking
long moments to touch and kiss and lick the skin
there. She didn’t stop, moving further down, she began
to pay attention to his nipples, lightly biting them
and listening to Harm gasp. 



She kept moving down his torso, licking at his belly
button when she reached it. Finally she got where she
wanted to be. Pulling down his boxers she looked at
him as though he was her birthday and Christmas
present all rolled into one, which he was. 



With agonizing slowness she took his head onto her
mouth, savoring the musky male scent and taste of him.
Taking one hand she began playing with his balls,
delighting in the sounds she was bringing from him.
She then began licking the sensitive underside, and
finally took him into her mouth. She started taking
him in and out of his mouth, applying just enough
pressure to drive him crazy. 



When he finally couldn’t take any more he pulled her
head away from him. 



“Come up here, it’s your turn.” 



She shivered at the tone of voice he was using. Lying
back on the pillows she allowed him his turn. 



He began much as she did, running his fingers over her
face. Then he began trailing wet kisses down her neck
and chest. When she thought she couldn’t take it
anymore he finally took a nipple in his mouth. Rolling
it around on his tongue, nipping at it with his teeth
caused her to arch her back off the bed at the
pleasure she was feeling. 



He let one go only to move over and give the same
treatment to the other one. While he was doing that,
his hand was venturing further down, sliding under the
waistband of her panties. He slid one finger through
the wetness he found there, and began rubbing the
small bundle of nerves, causing Mac’s moans to
increase in volume. 



Teasing her with his fingers, he slid one slowly in
and out, then adding a second finger began to push in
and out of her. He crooked his finger and began
looking for the one place he knew… 



“Oh Jesus, Harm!” 



Guess I found it he thought. Breaking his lips away
from her breasts he took his fingers out of her and
slid her panties down her legs. Spreading her legs
further apart he bent his head down so that he could
get a better look. But a few seconds later he tired of
looking and stuck his tongue out, running it from her
opening to her clit he began to make circles around
the little nub.  



“Harm stop, I want… oohhh… I want to come with you in
me.” 



“We can do that.” 



Instead of moving over her he lay back against the
pillows. Realizing what he wanted she climbed on top
of him. Positioning herself over him, she began to
take him in inch by inch. After several seconds her
hips finally touched his. 



They both opened their eyes to look at the other,
seeing the enormity of what they were doing. Both had
the same thought, finally!! 



He moved his hands to her hips and began to guide her
up and down. But she had other things in mind. Instead
of moving up and down she began to rock back and
forth. She knew she wouldn’t last long, every time she
slid back and forth his penis would rub her clit. Then
Harm took one hand and slid it between them using his
thumb to rub on her clit while she was rocking back
and forth.  



With this combination Mac knew she wouldn’t last very
long. Finally the feelings began to overwhelm her and
she was soaring. She threw her head back and with a
long slow moan called out Harm’s name. All the while
Harm was watching her, feeling her around him and
listening to her call his name nearly caused him to
come but he was able to control it although barely. 



Coming down, Mac fell forward, her head in the crook
of Harm’s neck. Her breathing still erratic and hard. 



“Feel better now?” 



“Oh yeah, and now it’s your turn.” 



Moving off of him with a moan she lay back on the bed.
Spreading her legs, she waited for him to move on top
of her. She didn’t have to wait long, and she soon
felt him slide back into her body. She opened her legs
further, feeling him go in deeper.  



She looked into his face and saw that he was feeling
what she was. Awe at the fact they were finally doing
this with each other, and arousal because they were
doing this with each other. She had never believed
before now that it was different when you made love to
someone you love, but she believed that now. 



She felt him begin to speed up, and cupped his cheek,
looking strait into his eyes. 



“Come for me Harm” 



With that his strokes became less graceful, more
animalistic as he was driven towards his peak. Finally
he grunted and called her name as he came. Collapsing
on top of her, he reveled in what they had just done.
He knew that this time they finally understood each
other, they were on the same page, and they finally
belonged to each other. 



Several minutes later he moved off of her, and pulled
her into his chest. 



“I’m going to call Renee tomorrow.” 



“And I’m going to call Mic, and then get Harriet’s
help canceling all the wedding stuff.” 



“So you don’t regret this?” 



“Never, see I told you all you had to do was let go of
that lifeline. Isn’t it much better now?” 



“Yes, thank you Mac, for giving me strength to do
this, and for believing in us.” 



“Your welcome, oh and by the way, I love you too
Harm.” 



He smiled and kissed her. Neither of them knew what
tomorrow was going to bring, but they were both sure
it was going to be good.  



AN: I apologize for being so callous towards Mic and
Renee’s feelings. Even though no one likes them I’m
not normally so unapologetic for cheating.