Title - Birthday Kiss Part 2 Author name - Carol E-mail - Writestories315@yahoo.com Rating - PG-13 (mild sexually undertones) Spoilers - none Disclaimer - It’s mine…It’s all mine!! Maybe…not. Summary - The repercussions of a dare and a kiss Authors Notes - 1. This is for everyone who let messages begging for a part 2. (I had to put off grading 25 papers on ‘The Three Best Inventions Ever’ that weekend. Anyone want to help grade the next bunch?) 2. Dae as usual you are the best. Thanks bunch of bunches. ************************************************************* Benzinger's Bar 10:40 PM As the song finished Harm and Mac slowly lifted their heads and smiled at each other. Harm gently grasped her hand and lead them slowly back to the table. “So did you have a good birthday?” Keeter asked when Harm and Mac approached the table. Harm smiled. “Sure did.” Bobbie glanced at Harm and Mac’s hands still holding on to each other’s. “Any particular thing you liked the best?” Harm knew what she was referring to, hell, everyone in the bar knew. But he decided to confuse her. “Yeah, the phone call from my grandmother this morning.” Sturgis stood up and patted Harm on the back. “Well, I think it’s about time to call it a night. Harm, happy birthday, buddy.” “Thanks, Sturgis,” Harm smiled before he let go of Mac’s hand and kissed Bobbie on the cheek. “Thanks for coming, Bobbie.” Bobbie smiled. “My pleasure. Mac, Keeter, I’ll see you two around.” “Have a good night, Bobbie, Sturgis,” Mac smiled as they left the bar. Keeter looked towards the bar and waved at the same blonde from before. “If you two will excuse me, I see someone I must say hello to.” Mac and Harm shook their heads at his antics. “See ya around, Keeter,” Harm said before Keeter walked over to the bar. Harm watched Mac put her coat on. “You ready?” “Yeah, it is getting late.” Harm shook his head and the two of them left the bar. They approached her car and Mac handed him her car keys. Harm gave her a quizzical look. “Consider it a birthday perk.” Harm took the car keys from her hand. “You just want me to drive you around.” “Hey, act like that and I won’t give you your gift,” Mac warned as Harm unlocked the doors to the vette. “I’ll behave all the way home.” ******************* Harm’s Apartment 11:15 PM Harm held the door open as Mac walked in. “You want some coffee or tea?” “Coffee sounds great.” Mac took her coat off and placed it over a chair. Harm busied himself in the kitchen and Mac went towards the stereo. “There’s a good CD in the player.” “Okay.” Mac pressed play and soon the apartment was filled with pleasant jazz music. “Nice.” “Coffee should be ready in a few minutes.” Harm walked into the living room and turned on a lamp. Mac walked over to her coat and pulled a small gold wrapped box out of the pocket. “Happy birthday.” Harm took the small box from her hands and smiled when she stood in front of him. “Thanks.” Mac watched as he unwrapped the gift. The paper fell to the floor. “Jewelry?” “Just open the box,” Mac ordered playfully. Harm lifted the lid to the box and gave her a very confused look as his eyes feel upon a box full of pennies. “Pennies?” “Each one has is the year of an important event in your life. The year you were born, your graduation from high school, the academy, law school, all those important events that have made you the man you are today.” Harm softly smiled as the reality of her gift hit him. “Wow. Mac this is….just wow. You put a lot of thought into this.” “Well, it was either this or a model airplane,” Mac laughed. Harm chuckled then he gently leaned down and kissed her cheek. “Thank you, Sarah.” “You’re welcome, Harm,” Mac said as the coffee pot beeped. They walked into the kitchen and Harm poured the coffee. “So did you have fun tonight?” Mac asked as she leaned against the counter top. “Yeah, I did. How did you know Keeter was in town?” “He called me this morning and I told him about meeting us at the bar.” Mac explained. “It was nice seeing him,” Harm said before he thought about the night for a minute. “Mac, can I ask you something?” “Sure.” “Why did you kiss me?” he asked, looking into her eyes. Mac bit her bottom lip as a blush rose to her cheeks. “You noticed that, huh?” Harm chuckled slightly at her embarrassment. “I’m pretty sure everyone noticed it. Why did you do it?” “Honestly?” “Honestly.” Mac set her coffee on the counter top and stared at the ceiling for a minute. She hoped he wouldn’t take it the wrong way. “Keeter dared me.” Harm stared at her for a few seconds. “Keeter dared you to kiss me?” “Yeah, but it was also a challenge.” Harm continued to stare at her. “He dared and challenged you?” “Yeah,” she softly admitted. “If he hadn’t dared you, would you have kissed me at all?” “No.” They fell silent as both didn’t know exactly what to say next. “How did he convince you to kiss me?” Mac groaned softly to herself. “He and Sturgis did it.” Harm got curious, taking note of her mild discomfort. “How?” “They brought up that a Marine does not back down from a challenge,” Mac told him. “What else did they say?” Harm asked as he set his coffee cup on the bar in the kitchen and crossed his arms in front of his chest. Mac took in his body language and knew he was going to question her till she broke. “What makes you think they said something else?” “Your lip still does that turn-up thing.” “So.” “What did they do next?” Mac stared at him. “You’re not going to drop this, are you?” Harm chuckled. “I’ve never seen you this flustered. What did they do, pull out the big guns to convince you to kiss me?” “No.” “I just want to know what they said to get you to kiss me.” “Why?” “So I could use their words on you to have you kiss me like that again.” Harm stood directly in front of her. Mac closed her eyes and muttered. “They were going to get a blonde at the bar to kiss you instead.” “Did I hear you correctly?” Harm’s grin grew as he spoke the words. Mac’s jaw set. “You know you did.” “You were jealous,” Harm stated. “I was not jealous,” Mac defended herself as she raised her voice slightly. “Yes, you were. You said no, so Keeter and Sturgis went to the next available option and you didn’t want that to happen.” “So.” “So, you decided to take matters into your own hands, or should I say lips.” Mac decided to turn the tables on him. “I didn’t hear you complain.” “I would never complain about kissing you. Especially if it was that long and passionate.” His eyes bore into her with total seriousness. Mac’s heart fluttered as his heated gaze looked into her. “Well, I had to hold the kiss for forty seconds.” “Forty seconds?” “One for each year.” Harm laughed and broke the gaze. “Keeter dared Diane to do the same thing on my twenty-first.” “Must have been weird to have her look-alike do it nineteen years later.” Harm shrugged as he leaned his back against the counter top next to Mac. “No, the two kisses were very different.” “Oh.” “Hers was soft. Yours wasn’t. She and I were fighting at the time and for once you and I aren’t. She wasn’t able to get the whole bar to fall silent, but you did.” Mac laughed. “Gee, thanks.” “But you know what the biggest difference was?” Mac thought for a second. “We had a two-star standing next to us.” Harm smiled at her words, but his _expression grew very serious. “I knew after that one kiss I would be kissing her again. And I’m now here trying to think of a way to get you to kiss me again.” Mac was surprised at his words, but she decided to help him. She moved to stand in front of him. “Well, I have an idea on how to help you with that.” Harm caught the change in her. “What would that be?” Mac placed her hand on his forearms, as his moved to her waist. “Just ask.” “Just ask,” Harm repeated. Mac shook her head as her hands moved to his neck. “Just ask me to kiss you.” Harm moved a hand underneath her chin as the other pulled the small of her back, causing her to brush against him. “Mac?” “Yes.” Mac watched as his eyes changed from being carefree to clouding over with desire. He dropped his head closer to hers. “Will you kiss me?” Mac licked her lips as she felt his breath on her face. “Yes.” Harm lowered his lips to hers and she lifted to meet him. The first touch was just like the one at the bar, a spark shot through their bodies. But this time they took their time, slowly working up the passion. Their lips effortlessly moved across each other’s, searching for what they desired most. Mac ran her fingers though his hair, savoring its feel and getting a better hold on him. Her lower body gently moved against him. Harm moaned softly and kicked the kiss a notch. His mouth opened and his tongue touched the seam of her lips. Mac’s quickly met it in a dual of sweet surrender. Suddenly the kiss was four times as passionate as the one in the bar. Harm slowly turned around to have Mac pressed against him and the counter top. He needed to support Mac, since he felt her knees buckle from the onslaught she was experiencing. It also gave him better leverage to run his lips down her neck. Mac gripped his shoulders as his lips suckled on the skin where her neck met her shoulders. She moaned and gasped for air as he kissed up the other side of her neck. One of his hands moved her head in the opposite direction to allow his lips the best access to her skin. As the other was in the middle of her back, rubbing the silk of her shirt. His hands moved to her hips. In one swift and surprising motion Harm picked her up and placed her on the counter top. Mac let out a yelp as she realized her new location. By doing this they unwillingly broke their lip contact from each other. They both stared into the other’s eyes. Harm saw the warmth in Mac’s eyes and knew she felt it. Mac gazed into his steel gaze and smirked. He gave her a confused look, but it didn’t last too long. Very quickly he found himself being kissed by her again as her hands pulled him closer. His hands still on her hips decided to get closer. They worked themselves onto her thighs and gently nudged at them. Mac understood what he wanted and spread her legs so he could step in between. This action caused her already short skirt to move and bunch upwards. His hips were level with hers and his hands span over the smoothness of her legs which were covered in silk pantyhose. One hand moved towards her back to scoot her closer to him as the other moved across one leg. Mac moaned at the sensations Harm was creating. His mouth in perfect harmony with hers, she could feel his desire for him. His right hand somehow made itself under the back of her shirt and was running across her skin. The tips of his fingers moved under the clasp of her bra. His left hand moved over one of her legs and slowly but sensationally worked its way under the hem of her skirt. “Harm,” Mac breathed out as she felt his finger skim the inside of her thigh. Harm nibbled on her neck as he felt her hands and lips move. Mac kissed the side of his face and she gently bit down on his ear. “Sarah.” Mac moved her hands down his back. She stretched down and pulled the hem of his shirt from his pants. Her hands quickly moved underneath his shirt to feel more of him. She wrapped her legs around his hips and held him to her. Harm felt her nails across his back as her mouth trailed open mouth kisses down his neck. He let out one continuous moan as she discovered the sensitive spot on his collar bone. He moved his right hand to her cheek and forced her to stop kissing him suddenly. Harm pulled her head to look at him. His eyes’ smoky gray and her deep brown bore into each other. He gently nipped her lips as his left hand squeezed the inside of her thigh. “Please, Harm,” Mac moaned as his lips gently trailed down the side of her neck. Harm moved his head and kissed her ear. “We need to slow down, Sarah.” “No.” Mac kissed his neck. Harm removed his hand from her thigh and placed it on her waist. “Yes.” Mac moved her head away from him, which was very hard to do, considering she was wrapped around him. “No, if we slow down we’ll stop. And if we stop we’ll end up talking, which will lead to one of us starting an argument and then I’ll leave.” Harm pulled his head up and looked into her eyes. They were still filled with passion but he knew what she was getting at. “That’s not going to happen.” “Yes, we will.” Mac moved her hands from under his shirt and placed them on his upper arms. Harm kissed her cheek and rested his head against it. “No, it won’t.” Mac hugged him to her. “How do you know that?” “I’m not letting you leave this apartment tonight.” Harm stated into her ear before he softly kissed it. “But I do want us to slow down and enjoy this.” Mac laughed and lightened the mood. “Honey, in case you didn’t notice I was enjoying it.” “Trust me, I noticed.” Harm chuckled as he looked at her smile. “But I was hoping we could try something else.” Mac’s smile turned in a smirk as she trailed a hand down the row of buttons on his shirt. “And what would that be?” “Kiss me forty times.” Mac leaned forwards and brushed his lips across his. “This could take a while.” Harm smirked. “I was hoping it would.” “A better location might be nice,” Mac flirted as her legs released their hold on him. Harm lifted her off the counter and placed her gently on the ground. Mac took his hands into hers and led him towards his bedroom. ********************* The Next Morning Harm’s Apartment 7:56 AM Harm slowly woke up as sunlight streamed into his bedroom from the window in the living room. He tried to roll over like he did every morning when the sun disturbed his slumber, but he couldn’t. He opened his eyes and his view fell upon Mac next to him, sound asleep. He smiled and he remembered last night’s activities. They had walked into his bedroom and she had started kissing him again, but before they could get too involved he offered her something to change into. He wanted her to be comfortable since she was staying the night. Mac laughed. She unbuttoned his shirt, pulled it off his chest and arms and walked into the bathroom with it. “This will do just fine.” As she changed he went into the kitchen, turned off the coffee pot, locked the door, and turned off the lights. He reentered the bedroom in time to watch Mac walk out of the bathroom in his shirt. The shirt was buttoned up, except for the top two buttons. Which gave him a clear view of her. The tail of the shirt moved across her thighs as she walked towards him. He stared at her and smiled as she gently forced him to sit on the bed. He pulled her into his arms and she straddled him on the bed. Her arms wrapped around his neck and she started kissing him. His hands slipped under the back of the shirt. He quickly happily discovered she was not wearing her bra. One hand remained on her back as the other moved to her six. He laid back on the bed and pulled her on top of him. After a few minutes of fully enjoying her body pressed against his, Harm rolled over and pressed her body to the bed. He looked down at her and gave her a sexy grin before his lips fell towards hers. “Good morning,” Mac said, snapping Harm out of the memory of last night. He looked down at her face and smiled. “Morning. Sleep well?” “Very well.” Mac moved from her position on her side next to him to lay her head and chest on top of him, hugging his body to hers. Harm chuckled. “I never imagined you as a cuddler.” “I’m usually not,” Mac muttered. “Is it me?” Mac looked up at him. She pulled herself up, so her head was above his. “Must be.” Harm leaned up and kissed her soft sweet lips. “Lucky me.” Mac chuckled and rested her head next to his on his pillow. Harm wrapped his arms around her and rested his hands on her six. They remained like that for quite a while, just holding each other and lost in their own thoughts about last night. Harm finally decided to break the silence. “Mac.” “Yeah,” She softly said from the pillow. “Does this feel right?” Mac laughed. “It feels pretty damn good to me, Honey.” “Honey. You called me that last night a few times.” Mac lifted her head slightly. “Does it bother you?” “Not at all. But this feels weird.” Mac adjusted her body so she was completely lying on top of him. She put her elbow where her head had been on the pillow. Her head rested on her hand so she could look at him easier. “The only thing about this that feels weird to me, is that your hands are on my six.” Harm blushed and went to move them, but Mac stopped him. “But I like them there.” She used her other hand and ran it over Harm’s cheek. “Why does this feel weird?” “I don’t know. I guess I always imagined our first morning after would have this tense feeling of uneasiness. And here we are …” “Feeling totally happy and comfortable.” Harm looked into her eyes. “Yeah. Doesn’t that make you a little concerned?” “Not at all. I’m glad we’re not upset or concerned.” “Why?” “All we did last night was kiss. Why should that make us uneasy?” Harm gazed at her. “We did more than just kiss last night.” Mac blushed this time. “Okay, we kissed and touched each other. We went as far as we wanted to without having to make any commitments or declarations.” Harm picked up her free hand and kissed it. “Are you glad we didn’t have sex last night?” “Yes. We know were not ready for that.” Mac bit her lip and grinned. “Plus, I think I like fooling around with you.” Harm laughed. “I know I enjoyed it.” Mac smiled and resumed her earlier position with her head next to his. They enjoyed a few more moments of silence. “Harm?” “Yeah.” “What happens next?” Harm thought for a minute. “Well, after I cook us breakfast I believe I ask you out on a date.” “Good. I just wanted to make sure both of us were on the right page.” The End….Maybe…Y’all got me to do this, so who knows. (Smiles-Carol)