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Instead he comforted himself with her steady breathing, the gentle rise and fall of her chest. He watched as every once in a while her lashes would flutter on her cheeks. He took in her slightly parted lips, the way her hand curled beneath her chin as she snuggled down further into the quilt. So peaceful The next sensation Harm was aware of was that of being watched. Coming awake with a start, Harm opened his eyes and was immediately captured in a sea of rich, warm chocolate. Now, she just looked tired. Bending forward, Harm rested his elbows on his knees. I was going to leave before you woke up but I guess I fell asleep too. It's been a long couple of days. He was definitely the king of the understatement. He told you not to come. She must have heard their conversation last night. I all but forced him to open the door. I said I'm not sure. Harm, my emotions are a mess, up and down and all over the damn place. I reacted to this whole situation so badly. I'm so ashamed of myself. Mac nodded in agreement, looking down at her folded hands. She knew he was sorry for hurting her, but right now it seemed like a moot point. But I meant what I said, Harm. I need some time. I have some things I need to think about, some tough choices I have to make. And I can't make them with you around me all the time. I think we need to just leave all of this alone for the time being, call a truce and hope it works itself out. Does that make any sense? Taking her hand in his, Harm gave it a gentle squeeze before meeting her eyes, begging her to understand. Whatever it is. I still need you, Mac. Mac understood completely. God help me I still need you too. There it was, the date he had both dreaded and anticipated for the last five years, circled in dark red ink. Tomorrow his life would change forever, whether for the good or bad still remained to be seen. Actually a lot of things remained to be seen, most of all what would become of his sad and pathetic excuse of a love life. Everyday seemed to be an uphill battle: He had expected the coolness from Sturgis, after all he was the only one who knew exactly what had happened. Everyone else, including the Admiral, seemed to be leery of him, somehow knowing he was the reason for the sudden discord in the office right now. Harm could have cared less. Mac had forgiven him, well maybe not in so many words, but she had said that she wanted things to work themselves out. He had tried, repeatedly, to get close to her again. And each time he was met with a soft smile and a refusal. No more dinners, no more laughing, no spending time alone together. Seeing each other here, in the office, was about all their relationship consisted of these days. Somehow he had to figure out how to get her to give him just one more chance. Just one. Maybe, just maybe, it would present him with the opportunity he was looking for. On the outside she was everything she was supposed to be; the calm, cool and collected, kick ass Marine Colonel. On the inside she felt like her life was being stripped away layer by layer, piece by piece, leaving her raw and exposed. She missed him, she was forced to admit. He was really trying, trying to push his way back in, to get through her defenses. Every day had been a struggle. Three months worth of saying no, when all she really wanted to do was give in. But giving in just seemed On a fundamental level she knew it was wrong. So, after weeks and weeks of indecision, and a lot of self-introspection, she made the only choice she could live with. But as her friend A. Too much time had passed, too much water had passed under the bridge. If she were ever going to heal, if she were ever to start truly living again, she needed to get away from the hurt, away from the pain Seeing him every day was a constant reminder, of what they had and what could have been. Every time she turned around he was there, always there, and like the addict drawn to temptation she was still drawn to him. It was almost unhealthy, this pull she felt toward him. He clouded her judgment, ensnared all of her senses, totally consumed her thoughts. No all that was left was a jumbled mass of feelings, of emotions she had no control over while he was only twenty feet away. And little A. There was no way that she could deal with their baby deal on top of everything else. Even though she had stayed in contact with Clay, he had respected her need for time. They talked on the phone when she wanted to, had the occasional dinner, but it was all very platonic. He seemed to be willing to let her decide on her own what she wanted and for that she was grateful. But he, like Harm was not privy to her current plans. The only ones that knew were the Admiral and Harriet. Looking up her gaze immediately met his, watching her through their office windows. The look of longing in his eyes pulled at her heart, and the urge to weep threatened to overwhelm her. She wanted to cry, all of the time! The constant compulsion made her furious, seeing it as a sign of weakness. She had no idea how to stop it though, what to do about it. This had never been her. Her heart hardened a little more but still she offered him a small smile. And even though it killed her she knew that leaving was the right thing to do. She had to go, she had to, because staying would destroy all that was left of her heart. And she needed to do it before Sunday and it was too late. Taking her smile as an invitation, whether intended that way or not, Harm made his way over to her office. Eye contact was never broken. Even his soft knock was unnecessary. Without words she waved him into her office, both dreading and anticipating whatever he was about to say. She wanted to chuckle at his uncertainty in approaching her but held back. Instead she answered, "Hey. Looking everywhere but at her, Harm tried to work up the courage to talk to her, a task he'd never found difficult until recently. I was just wondering It was on the tip of her tongue to deny him yet again, but the panic in his eyes was enough to give her pause. When his softly spoken, "Please say 'yes'," made its way to her ears she found herself giving in. One word. Only one word from her and he felt his whole day get a little bit brighter. Not knowing whether to push his luck or not, he threw caution to the wind and made the plunge. I think by tomorrow we're going to need to," she answered, knowing that time was rapidly running out. Harm pondered her cryptic answer but chose to accept it at face value. She had agreed and that's all that mattered. He knew if he could just get her to listen, to accept his apology, they would be able to get past this and move on together. It was announced at the party, surprising everyone but the Admiral of course, and Harriet. At least no one else had known; he wasn't the only one in the dark. If it was any consolation, Mac looked just as shocked at the impromptu announcement. That thought, somehow, didn't make him feel any better though. The day had been going well enough. Mac was pleasant, smiling and laughing with him. It was the most at ease she had been in his presence in a long time and Harm had felt the relief that immediately washed over him. He was enjoying the day too much to try to name the underlying tension he sensed every time her eyes met his. Everything seemed so simple in those moments. At least, he hoped that dream would someday come true. When the wrapping paper had been cleared away, the candles blown out and the cake cut, the Admiral cleared his throat to get their attention. I have an announcement to make. As the announcement of her impending leave rang through his ears, Harm felt like he had been dealt a fatal blow in a prize fight. The light that had once shown brightly in his life dimmed and threatened to flicker out with just one sentence. They hadn't talked about it. In fact, absolutely nothing had been said to each other after that. After the news had been delivered Mac ignored the well wishes and handshakes and had turned to face him, expecting a confrontation that never came. To the sound of her softly calling out his name, he had turned and walked away. Was this payback? And then there was the even bigger question: She had to know how he really felt, before it really was too late. And, without a doubt, he knew he was the one that had to take that final step, because she had already shown she wouldn't. That knowledge alone was what gave him the courage to turn around, drive to her apartment, and knock on her door. There was an eerie silence on the other side of the door. No stirring sounds; no rustling. She should have been home by now, checking his watch, guilt creeping in at the thought that she'd have had to find another ride home. He knocked again and waited. Still nothing. When he entered the apartment the first thing he noticed was that everything was packed up, neatly stacked boxes lining the bare walls. She had leased the place furnished so all of the furniture was still in place, but the whole apartment was now devoid of any signs of Mac. All at once reality hit him hard. Helplessness swamped him, his chest tightened, his breathing became labored. He had no idea where she was now but the possibilities were too awful to contemplate. Backing up, he reached behind him, fumbling for the handle. Mac stood outside her door, searching for her keys. Celebrating was the last thing she wanted to do right now. She'd never meant for him to find out that way, the Admiral had said that he would make the announcement in the Monday morning staff meeting. She'd though she would have the whole weekend to say her goodbyes and get her affairs in order. Webb already knew; she'd told him over dinner the night before. While he was sad to see her go, he seemed to understand her need. They sat quietly, just enjoying their last evening together. It was sweet, it was tender, and Mac had a hard time saying 'goodbye' when the night came to an end. With a tender hand on her cheek, Clayton Webb had kissed her, letting her know that the door was still open should she ever decide to enter. To say she was even more confused would have been nothing less than the truth. He'd placed a note in her hand and with another kiss on her cheek, had walked away. Tonight though She wanted to talk about their promise She hadn't counted on the Admiral saying anything. Maybe the Admiral had thought she was going to try to leave without saying goodbye. Maybe he thought that she already had and it was safe. Whatever the reason, it was out there now and Harm had looked devistated. But everything was still so As irrational as it was, even after three months, the wounds were open and exposed. This time just seemed…different. But the rational side of her, the nurturing side, still needed him and wanted to take that hurt away. She'd been so tempted to go to him after the party, to stop by his apartment, to try, but A JAG fanfiction psychological thriller. When the unspeakable happens to Commander Rabb, will he be strong enough to pick up the pieces of his shattered mind and life? A dark, erotic saga of evil, mind control, betrayal, survival, and recovery. FRAO overall for slash rape, violence, sex, smut, language, extreme angst, etc. Chapter 1 only is rated FRM for language, adult situations. Harriet comes up with the perfect Christmas gifts for everyone. Created whilst searching on a name-meaning website. The ending to the Christmas episode that should have been written. What do you think you are buying from me? Since we are now partnered together, talk is getting around that we may be the best team that has ever been. If people believe that, we will get the biggest and best cases allowing us to do more good for everyone. I not only want that for me but you also. Also, my knowing the pay raise from my last promotion is making a real difference to someone is important to me. Mac, I think we need to talk about teaming up to get Jerry into the academy. Yes, bank in the morning before the movers come. H Not necessary. Atlantic Bank in the block of Anderson Ave at H Sure. The pizza came and Harm ended up sitting between two fair ladies named Laura and Victoria. Maybe the Rabb charm worked on young maidens also. Harm sat feeling good that his partner was someone really special. He heard sound and movement behind him and turned to Mac. M Thanks partner. I think you made 3 new friends tonight just by being your normal charming self. Even though they talk of all I have done for them, they have given me so very much more and made my life what it is. Thanks for bringing me home and for meeting my family. H I envy you. I can see they love you very much. I still think we should talk about Jerry and the academy. Think about it, OK? See you tomorrow, Mac. Harm moved into his car and pulled slowly out of the driveway and made it home to a night filled with memories of a warm loving family. Harm was waiting as Mac arrived at the bank and quickly had the account set up so an account number could be given to payroll for the allotment. She returned home and he went on to the office. Over the next 4 week they worked cases together and they were winning about all they tried. Mac moaned into his mouth, her hands dropping from their stationery position on his shoulders. Her hands trailed down his chest, one coming in contact with his knee. She held his knee with her right hand as the other headed lower, lower, lower, until she came in contact with the bulge in his pants. She cupped her hand around him, her thumb gently stroking the hardness within his tight pants. She applied a bit more pressure, her tongue and hand creating a quick, steady pace. As her hand turned and her knuckles brushed against him, he broke the kiss, eliciting a moan of disapproval from her bruised and swollen mouth. Harm gasped as her teeth nipped at the lobe, following by a swipe of her tongue. He cleared his throat. In this new position, his erection strained even more painfully against his uniform, and he hurried her to his car. The key was in the ignition before Harm even shut the door. Mac laughed. The journey to his apartment seemed to drag on forever due to the precautions other drivers were taking because of the rain. As he came to a stoplight he drummed his fingers on the steering wheel, willing the light to turn green. 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Mac then allowed her fingers to linger at the zipper of her skirt, prolonging the moment ever so slightly before pulling it down. She gave the sides of the skirt a gentle push and it slid down her hips, landing in a pool of fabric at her feet. She kicked it away, and instead of completely stripping, she leaned over and reached for his pants. Harm helped, lifting his hips off the bed as her fingers curled over the edge, hooking his boxers as well. In one swift motion the pants were on the floor and he, and his erection, were left bare. His throbbing organ was glazed with pre-come, anxiously awaiting any form of contact she was willing to offer. Her own sex seemed to share this notion, as he witnessed while her damp curls were exposed and the panties were left forgotten. His groin tightened, and he sat up, grabbing her arms and pulling her astride him. Both gasped at the coupling: Her hips rocked lightly against his, her body becoming accustomed to his thickness. 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Deciding she needed to finish what she started, Mac rolled them over and straddled Harm, he went to sit up, desperate for the skin on skin contact he now knew he couldn't live without, but Mac wouldn't let him. She placed her hands firmly on his shoulders, before leaning in to kiss him. Before her lips touched his he noted her chocolate orbs were nearly black and there was a look on her face he just couldn't name. He reached up and tangled his fingers though her hair, effectively stopping her coming any closer. Slowly she nodded but he wasn't convinced. Gently easing them both across the bed he leaned over and reached into his bedside drawer pulling out a big yellow envelope. He tipped the contents onto his stomach and picked up a smaller red and blue striped envelope, he handed it to her. Mac gasped when she saw the tickets and accommodation package for ten nights in the Bahamas. He reached into the yellow envelope and pulled out a small blue velvet bag. He kissed the bag and placed it in her hand, before kissing her hand too. Slowly she pulled open the drawstring and tipped the contents into her hand. It was a rose gold band encrusted with nine small diamonds, one for each year of their partnership; the symbolism not lost on Mac. She held it up and read the inscription, ' Mac, I love you, Harm'. She glanced several times between Harm and the ring trying to decide if this was truly happening. An intense look of concentration came over her face and this concerned Harm greatly. He took the band from her hand and kissed it. They were the magic words and he tumbled them back over on his bed, ignoring the paperwork now strewn around them he moved over her. She knew he was going slow for her sake, he was hard as steel and very well endowed but right now she would rather die impaled on him than by anything else in the world. Each movement, each stroke, each kiss, each caress was mirrored by the other. The sensation building within Mac was immense and unfamiliar. She had had numerous sexual encounters in the past, but right here, right now, she could consider herself a virgin. No woman had ever known the true meaning of sex until they had this man to themselves..

There will be no regrets Harm I promise. It was then and there that they Adult jag fan fiction each other, their hearts and bodies became one in a night filled with love, desire and passion.

Mac stayed the night in the protective arms of the man she loved.

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Never before had she shared such a night like she Adult jag fan fiction just shared with Harm. The morning came too soon and Mac knew she would have to start to get ready for her assignment with Webb.

She lifted herself up on her elbow as she watched Harm sleep. Slowly Harm started to wake and as the memories of the night came back to him read more appeared a grin on his face. Can I drive you to the airport? Just as long as you remember I love you, and will be waiting for you when you come back.

And you will come back to me, right? After the showers were taken and both of the lovers were dressed Mac stood near the door.

She knew she had to go, but now it was much harder knowing she was leaving the man she loved source this time.

He was not Adult jag fan fiction to be there to protect her and take care of her. He Adult jag fan fiction not Adult jag fan fiction there if she was frightened.

She would have to depend on Webb for that, and that was not something Adult jag fan fiction really wanted to do. Now she was starting to wish she had listened to her feelings in the Admirals office and turned Webb down. Now she had a reason to stay home, a reason to want to be the woman, and not the Marine.

How she hoped this assignment would end quickly so she could return to Harm. Tears were beginning to fall on her cheeks as Harm came close to her. He pulled her into his arms to give her one last hug before she had to leave. He noticed the tears on her cheeks and wiped them away with his thumb. After she went down the stairs Harm turned and closed the door.

Two weeks was going to be a long time. But at least they had finally admitted their feelings for each other and now they had something to hold onto until they Adult jag fan fiction together again. The memories they made the night before could get him through the next two weeks until she was home.

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Xxxpunjbai Porn Watch Video Blackmail naked. Identical twins are a challenge at times but mine are the absolute best. V She always tells us that. Mom is pretty cool. L Just how tall are you? You look about 8 foot tall. H I would rather you all called me Harm or Mr. Harm without your mother has objection. To me, Mr. Rabb was my grandfather and my father. I am pleased to meet every one of you. Jerry, have you already been attending classes here or are you coming in mid-semester? J Mid semester. I have been attending Baltimore Community College and they arranged the change since mom received her transfer orders. H Not a problem. I am also a naval aviator, have my own plane and I had 4 dynamics classes while at Annapolis. I would be glad to help. Call me any time you have questions. J The Naval Academy at Annapolis? H Yes. Have you ever given any thought about going there? With your mom being a Marine Corp Major, between her and me, we should be able to pull some strings and get you in if you are serious about it. J That would be so cool. M Jerry, I will need to talk to Harm more before we even start talking about that. Harm again began tapping the steering wheel as he waiting for a car to pass at an intersection, but the nervous habit quickly ceased as Mac blew into his ear and brushed his shaft. Leaning into him, her hair brushing against his neck, she kissed his ear and shifted her fingers against him. Harm cleared his throat and pushed against her hand. His eyes snapped shut as her palm roughly ground into him, and he barely heard her say his name. She sat back in her seat and watched him shift uncomfortably before beginning to drive again. After ten aching minutes, Harm pulled up outside his building. Both exited the car at the same time, meeting in front of the entrance in a heated embrace. The two stumbled visionless through the door, never once leaving each other's side. Not long after, Harm had his lovely partner pressed against the wall in his living room. Mac threw her head back in ecstasy, offering her neck to him. Harm's tongue darted across her flesh, tasting and nipping at the delicate skin as his knee pushed her legs apart. Her hands, growing bored with his hair, began examining his back, feeling his sleek muscles through the damp fabric of his uniform. He unbuttoned the collar of her uniform, licking the newly presented hollow of her neck. Mac's hands delved between their joined bodies, attempting to help the undressing process. She began at the bottom of his jacket and worked her way up, stopping as he began sucking at her flesh. He looked at her in response; he was having the same difficulty. He tore his lips reluctantly away from her neck and bent, one arm bracing the back of her knees as he scooped her into his arms. As he began the descent into his bedroom, her lips once again sought his. She nipped at his full, bottom lip, her tongue dragging against the red flesh. He dropped her at the foot of his bed, pressing her against the mattress as his tongue quickly sliced into her mouth. The buzz of her moan vibrated throughout his body, and his lips were pulled away as he reached down to finish undressing her. Mac kicked off her shoes, barely noticing the thud as they hit the hard floor. She watched Harm's face through hazy eyes as he pulled off her jacket, looking like a kid on Christmas morning as he began working at her shirt. Realizing he was ahead, she began fumbling with the rest of his buttons. Plus, it also ends with some of the funnier Harm and Mac nicknames ever: Nature Boy and Fertile Myrtle. E Ease. You read both of these stories and at the end you smile. The author also has a great feeling of knowing how Harm and Mac both feel. I highly recommend any of the stories by this author. Liked also the litter interaction with Keeter. In my opinion, H. Lee weaves stories that make them a must read. Mac couldn't help but look amused at her partner's eagerness. However, the humor was a cover: Leaning over, she traced his ear with her right index finger as her other hand weaved through his damp hair. Harm shifted in his seat, slightly stepping on the gas as he was able to gain more speed on a less busy road. Her finger trailed down his cheekbone, slightly grazing his neck as it move along his jacket. Bypassing his hip, she settled her hand on his upper thigh. Harm again began tapping the steering wheel as he waiting for a car to pass at an intersection, but the nervous habit quickly ceased as Mac blew into his ear and brushed his shaft. Leaning into him, her hair brushing against his neck, she kissed his ear and shifted her fingers against him. Harm cleared his throat and pushed against her hand. His eyes snapped shut as her palm roughly ground into him, and he barely heard her say his name. She sat back in her seat and watched him shift uncomfortably before beginning to drive again. After ten aching minutes, Harm pulled up outside his building. Both exited the car at the same time, meeting in front of the entrance in a heated embrace. The two stumbled visionless through the door, never once leaving each other's side. Not long after, Harm had his lovely partner pressed against the wall in his living room. Mac threw her head back in ecstasy, offering her neck to him. Harm's tongue darted across her flesh, tasting and nipping at the delicate skin as his knee pushed her legs apart. Her hands, growing bored with his hair, began examining his back, feeling his sleek muscles through the damp fabric of his uniform. He unbuttoned the collar of her uniform, licking the newly presented hollow of her neck. Mac's hands delved between their joined bodies, attempting to help the undressing process. She began at the bottom of his jacket and worked her way up, stopping as he began sucking at her flesh. He looked at her in response; he was having the same difficulty. He tore his lips reluctantly away from her neck and bent, one arm bracing the back of her knees as he scooped her into his arms. As he began the descent into his bedroom, her lips once again sought his. As with all mailing lists, they vary in content and traffic. I've tried to broadly group them by topic. Most of the descriptions of the lists were written by the people who created the list. Please address all questions to them. If you have any lists to add, please e-mail me. Any help would be appreciated. But anyways, this list is made for everything and anything JAG. Fan fiction, character anylysises sp? So please join, enjoy your stay, and contribute LOTS! From Harm to Webb to whatever. Please join in right away! May 6, Heart Attack -: Shannon S. May 5, No, Webb does not make an appearance. Harm's Seduction -: And So It Begins -: JAGslashLady -: March 25, After recieving a disturbing letter, Harm makes a life-changing decision and Clay is there to help. He also gave me this, an invitation to a housewarming party. This was not a good sign. Inside her office, Sarah let a tear slide down her cheek. It was a tear of sadness for seeing him leave, a tear of fondness for all the memories, and a tear of happiness for the new future they were about to embark on. Everything was ready. Harm and Mac had spent the past week decorating their house with all of the things from their apartments. They kept Harm's bed because it was bigger for their own bed in the Master bedroom and put Mac's in the guest room. The other bedroom, still empty would be reserved for a nursery, hopefully. The den became their office for the time being. They decided to use Mac's dining set and were going to use Harm's living room pieces with a few of Mac's to fill in here and there. The Master bedroom took up the entire upstairs and was so large that the extra couch would be going in their room. The bedroom actually looked like Harm's loft with wood floors and glass blocks separating the rest of the room from the elegant bathroom. They had put off displaying pictures or anything too personal so as to keep the secret. The backyard was gorgeous and lanterns and Christmas lights were hanging on trees to set the mood for the party. Harm's parents should be on their way from the airport now and the guests were due to arrive any minute. Little did they know what awaited them. Guests started filtering in complementing Harm on his beautiful house. As everyone mingled and chatted, the doorbell rang announcing another guest. Mac stood there with Harm's parents. She had decided to go to the airport to pick them up. Harm waited at the house for the guests and it also made it look like Mac was driving up, just like all the rest. Harm had told his parents to expect Mac to pick them up, as he had to play host. They were glad to finally meet their son's former partner. However, expecting a Marine, and finding the elegant Sarah MacKenzie in a white tea length dress with green and blue ribbons was a nice surprise. After the car ride getting to know each other, Trish hoped that her son realized how stunning this wonderful woman was and that he wasn't so serious after all with this new mystery girl he had. Greeting Mac and then seeing his parents, he welcomed them with big hugs and then began showing them around the house. While Mac walked past Harriet and Bud in the living room she could hear them quietly talking to each other, "Bud, doesn't this chair look like the one Colonel MacKenzie has in her living room? Noticing Mac was near them, Harriet merely filed this away with all of the other curious things about the Colonel that she had noticed recently. Harm found his wife fidgeting in the kitchen and couldn't help but to sneak up behind her. He noticed how she was pulling at her wedding dress. Just then the doorbell rang again. This time Sturgis was closest and answered it while Harm and Sarah emerged from the kitchen. I have made a lot of changes in the past few weeks, leaving JAG, buying a home. And truthfully, it's a woman. A beautiful woman who, I can say now, is the love of my life. As he said this he added, "Even though she is a Marine. Mac gave Harm a smack on the shoulder as he took her into his arms. The entire group gathered went from silent shock to loud cheers of "finally" and "congratulations" within seconds. Harm's parents came over to him and even though his mother gave him the death start for not telling her sooner, she could not be happier for her son. More cheers followed and another round of congratulations. We actually were married about a month and a half ago. This time, the crowd did not recover so quickly. Everyone stood there speechless, just staring at the couple. Deciding to continue while the room was quiet, Harm said, "and, you weren't invited here just for a housewarming. Since none of you could be there, Chaplain Turner is here so that we can renew our vows tonight, with all of our friends and family as witnesses. Harm's mother and stepfather were the first to break the silence as they came up to the happy couple and embraced them. Harm's mother had tears streaming down her face, she was so happy for her son, even if she was still a little upset for finding out this way. With that everyone was ushered outside to the backyard, taking in the lights and lanterns for the first time. Chairs were set up facing a beautiful little gazebo. After about twenty minutes Harm walked out in his dress whites and took his place next to Chaplain Turner. AJ, who was in on this whole thing from the beginning, flipped on the music when he saw that Mac was ready at the end of the makeshift aisle. She too had changed into a beautiful plain white silk dress with thick straps and a V neckline showing off a beautiful golden chain around her neck, the one that used to hold her wedding rings. The dress reached to the ground with a little train and she was holding a single red rose. He hair was down and a single rosebud was tucked behind one ear. As she made her way down the aisle to her husband for the second time this summer, she couldn't control the tears streaming down her cheeks. This was perfect. Harm himself was barely breathing after seeing her in the beautiful dress. He was going to surprise her with dress whites, he didn't know she had gone out and gotten a dress too. The ceremony was beautiful and all of their friends were so happy for the couple. Just as before, Harm and Sarah barely registered the words that were being said, as they shared their joy with their extended family. Keeping with some traditions they did cut the cake and smear it all over each other's face..

The early spring brought an unexpected warmth to the cold city. With it came a sense of growth and purpose; if not for the general population then at least Adult jag fan fiction Mac. Too long encased in a shroud of icy cold winds and thick winter clothes, she decided the warmth would bring about a change in her…one she had wanted to make Adult jag fan fiction a long time.

After an endless day at headquarters, swamped between piles of paperwork and wary witnesses, Mac wanted to wash the day off her. She climbed into a warm, freshly drawn bath infused with Adult jag fan fiction and jasmine and soaked for a long time trying to Adult jag fan fiction through her intended path.

When it all crystallised in her mind, she pulled the plug and stepped out. Drying herself with a soft blue towel, she smothered jasmine Adult jag fan fiction over her whole body. She padded into her bedroom and slipped on her pale lavender bra and panty set before pulling on dark blue tight fitting jeans and a crisp white shirt. Leaving the top two buttons undone, she folded up the cuffs and added a silver bracelet.

Taking a look at herself in her dresser mirror she smiled, her makeup was flawlessly applied, accentuating her features while still looking natural.

She dabbed on her favourite fragrance, grabbed her bag and jacket and, ignoring the time, headed out the door and across town. Jumping out of her car before she could change her mind, Mac took the elevator to the top floor before she stood at his door and knocked twice; there was no response. She tried again and again, thinking her plans may have been thwarted before the door Adult jag fan fiction slowly and Harm stood there, having just woken up.

She smiled as he looked her up and down, and from the expression on his face she knew https://revenge.camping-camargue.pro/pub10322-vygypav.php was trying to figure out whether he was dreaming or not. Harm turned and watched her sashay across the room and deposit her handbag on the armchair.

Pussy ol Watch Video Wwwsexweb Com. Harm flipped them again as the two lovers raced against each other, seeking the bliss they could only find in each other's arms. Mac crashed over her peak with Harm's name on her lips. Harm joined her collapsing to the side so as not to smother her. After catching their breath Mac started giggling. Seeing Harm's upraised eyebrow she said, "So much for dinner. And she had those flowers delivered yesterday. Is she seeing someone new? It sounds a bit familiar but he never gives a name and seems to be calling from a cell phone with a bad connection…". A distracted lovesick Colonel could be good for her career; along with the fact that the Colonel and the Commander seem to be arguing again. Maybe this isn't such a bad week after all. Laughing Harm said, "Well, anyway. I am calling to let you know that I have a meeting with the realtor again at lunch. I am going to check out that house in Arlington tonight that you looked at yesterday. Although they were trying to keep everything quiet, they really wanted to settle down and start a family. They both knew that they wanted kids and wanted them together. The one-bedroom apartments just weren't going to cut it much longer. Plus, even though Harm owned his loft, Mac was still paying the steep price for Georgetown rent. I know it's expensive but it's so close to the Beltway right between here and DC. And I know you are going to love the kitchen. The realtor said it's a really good deal and I agree. And even if you don't sell your place, just rent it out, that's going to help us a lot. If the walk through goes well we can call tonight with an offer. There are always openings for advisors, military or civilian. If you are looking that is. Sturgis was still picking at his salad as Bobbi put her fork down and looked up at him. Now, even though I wasn't around for the wedding disaster last year, I have heard stories of how upset Harm was. If she is really serious with someone, maybe he has finally given up. Harm and Sarah decided on a change in venues tonight. Mac hadn't stayed at her apartment for the night since they had gotten back from Greece. And, her's was the one with the tub. As they sat in the bathtub together, celebrating with a glass of sparkling cider, they toasted to their new house. It turns out the sellers were highly motivated because they were moving across country and needed to sell ASAP. Harm had talked to Frank earlier in the day after he had seen the house to talk about money. Frank had invested a lot for Harm over the years and although Harm wanted to pay for the house himself, he knew he couldn't get that kind of money together so quickly. With the money in place, Harm and Mac had made their final offer 2 hours ago. Within twenty minutes they got a call back saying their offer was accepted. The closing was only 2 weeks away. Playing with the necklace that held her wedding rings, Harm said, "You know, I had to tell my parents something when I called Frank this afternoon. They both wanted to know what the rush on the house is. I tried the whole, I am getting older, want to settle down speech, but then they asked what the other 2 bedrooms were for. So I had to tell them that I had started seeing someone special a few weeks ago. I wouldn't tell them anything else and said that there would be a housewarming party soon and they should fly out and stay for a little while. That seemed to make my mother happy. She said that there were a lot of openings on the Hill for someone like me. And if we could start the process before the Admiral finds out, we might be able to avoid court martial; although if they make me decide, I will resign my commission. Bobbi said there were civilian positions available as well. And I don't want to make you leave. I can start looking around too. I don't want you to give that up, you are right on track for your next promotion. And I would love to see Singer's face when my beautiful, sexy wife is sworn in as the first female JAG. I would miss the investigations, but once we have a family, I would want to be more of a desk jockey anyway. I don't want to miss out on being a father. I want nothing more than to have children with you. I am done competing. I am done running. I am done putting my career first. As long as you are truly OK with this, then I support your decision either way. Now, that's enough of the serious talk. The water is getting cold, why don't we reconvene in the bedroom…". A lot had changed in two weeks. As Sarah MacKenzie got dressed for work, she didn't even realize how nervous she was. They had closed on the house yesterday afternoon. It was now theirs. They planned on starting to move this weekend since Mac had to be out of her apartment by the end of the month. Harm had decided to keep his apartment and rent it out. The Admiral had gotten back at the end of last week and Mac had finally gotten back into her normal routine. She had aspirations of being JAG someday, but the job was still tiring, especially for a newlywed on very little sleep. Harm was coming into the office today to talk to the Admiral about his transfer. He would be acting as a military advisor for Congresswoman Bobbi Latham's office, as well as some of her other political friends. He had already started the paperwork; he just had to talk to his CO about it. And he wasn't looking forward to it. Neither was Mac. They weren't going to hide the fact that his wanting a transfer was so that they could be together. Also, while he was there he was going to tell everyone about a housewarming party at his new house. Since Bobbi and Sturgis, and then the entire gossip circle in the Bullpen, had thought that Harm was buying the house just for himself, they went along with it. When everyone got to the party, they would see that it was her house too. The party was a week from Friday, giving them just enough time to move in. They had decided to leave the paint colors the same for now, and the house was in great condition, so it was really a matter of just setting up furniture. Seeing her husband come up behind her in the mirror, she gave him a nervous smile. I love you and nothing else matters. Not only was it Harm's first day back at the office, but it was Harriet's as well. Mac felt so guilty for not sharing her news with her best female friend. But she also felt just as guilty for being happy while Harriet and Bud were going through the trial of their life. Bud was home now and they were still adjusting, but Harriet had used up all of her leave time and was ready to get into the office for a few hours a day. About to knock on the Colonel's door, the Lieutenant saw her friend nervously glancing at the Admiral's door every few seconds. Harriet knew Harm was in there but couldn't figure out why Mac was so nervous. Work Search: Circumstances change. Mission statements change. And one little boy's life will change and he will change the lives of people half a world away. Harm and Mac accidentally one up Harriet and Bud when they have triplets. Then they have a hard time coming up with names for their children. My first JAG fan fiction. Let me know if you want me to make this into a series or multiple chapters. It took them 9 years to get off their asses, and less than a minute to go from relationship to engaged. After that, things moved quickly. Mac and Harm get sent on a mission to Minnesota. What will happen? Read to find out. Twelve Empty, Lonely Days. August 25, Please read, enjoy and review Gen, Male. Frogs and Other Wildlife -: March 5, A Journey of Separate Hearts -: April 26, October 22, How everything can change by the help of a nice old woman. I surrender I survive -: Harm gently lowered an ice cube down on to her back and was rewarded with a sharp intake of breath. Mac could feel every nerve in her back come alive as he used the ice cube to trace patterns around her back. He's really going all out to win this thing. God, why can't he just actually want me like this? Mac rolled her now very limber neck around and Harm could feel all the tension leave her. The ice cube eventually melted and Harm started to trail few quick lazy kissed down Mac's spine. She gripped the bedding beneath her in an attempt to force control on her impulses. God, Harm, just take me, I don't care about the bet The thought repeated in her mind. Mac quickly changed into what she was going to sleep in that night. The night was sure to be long and her dreams were sure to be entertaining and explicit. Mac had gone for a run early that morning. A long run. The previous night had been torture on her and Harm, though neither of them would admit it. Tonight, at , the bet would be over, she just had to wait out twelve hours. During Mac's run, Harm had visitors at his apartment. Early that morning, Sturgis Turner had showed up with a unexpected guest. I know about your bet! I couldn't miss the end of this bet. You think he broke down last night and took my advice? Keeter studied Harm's expression for a few seconds before delivering his answer. I remember the first night Harm came home after getting to second base with Diane. If he gave it to Mac in the shower last night, he'd be smiling wider than Chesapeake frickin' Bay. Harm walked over, picked up the orange and tossed it to Sturgis. Sturgis looked like he was examining the orange for a second before throwing it and hitting Harm right in the 'pills'. Harm doubled over to the ground in pain. Harm probably wouldn't have said that if he'd known that Mac was standing outside in the hall listening to the conversation. She means too much to you to just give in to your God given impulse? Out in the hallway a wide smile crossed Mac's face. Initially it had bugged her when she knew that not only Sturgis but also Keeter knew about their little wager, but that animosity toward him was washed away by his last admission, even if he hadn't made it directly to her. Harm, what happened to you? I'm going to have fun with this "And he decided to hit the one part of Harm that I might actually need later? She struggled to contain laughter as she watched the jaws drop open at her statement. Keeter, in his usual way, was the first to regain his composure, realizing the game that was going on. Once again, I know the imagery was too potent to ignore. Her body running on auto-pilot, Mac started at his knee, she started to gently run her open palm up his inner thigh. She stopped her hand in that instant. She nodded. Ironically, it was the only time he was any good. Flyboy's really getting into this bet as we head into the home stretch "That must have really bugged Jordan and Renee. That look on his face is priceless! He leaned forward and captured her lips. Engulfed in the passion that had been the last few days, she slowly fell into his arms. His tongue traced the seam of her lips begging for entrance and he was quickly obliged. He knew if he could just get her to listen, to accept his apology, they would be able to get past this and move on together. It was announced at the party, surprising everyone but the Admiral of course, and Harriet. At least no one else had known; he wasn't the only one in the dark. If it was any consolation, Mac looked just as shocked at the impromptu announcement. That thought, somehow, didn't make him feel any better though. The day had been going well enough. Mac was pleasant, smiling and laughing with him. It was the most at ease she had been in his presence in a long time and Harm had felt the relief that immediately washed over him. He was enjoying the day too much to try to name the underlying tension he sensed every time her eyes met his. Everything seemed so simple in those moments. At least, he hoped that dream would someday come true. When the wrapping paper had been cleared away, the candles blown out and the cake cut, the Admiral cleared his throat to get their attention. I have an announcement to make. As the announcement of her impending leave rang through his ears, Harm felt like he had been dealt a fatal blow in a prize fight. The light that had once shown brightly in his life dimmed and threatened to flicker out with just one sentence. They hadn't talked about it. In fact, absolutely nothing had been said to each other after that. After the news had been delivered Mac ignored the well wishes and handshakes and had turned to face him, expecting a confrontation that never came. To the sound of her softly calling out his name, he had turned and walked away. Was this payback? And then there was the even bigger question: She had to know how he really felt, before it really was too late. And, without a doubt, he knew he was the one that had to take that final step, because she had already shown she wouldn't. That knowledge alone was what gave him the courage to turn around, drive to her apartment, and knock on her door. There was an eerie silence on the other side of the door. No stirring sounds; no rustling. She should have been home by now, checking his watch, guilt creeping in at the thought that she'd have had to find another ride home. He knocked again and waited. Still nothing. When he entered the apartment the first thing he noticed was that everything was packed up, neatly stacked boxes lining the bare walls. She had leased the place furnished so all of the furniture was still in place, but the whole apartment was now devoid of any signs of Mac. All at once reality hit him hard. Helplessness swamped him, his chest tightened, his breathing became labored. He had no idea where she was now but the possibilities were too awful to contemplate. Backing up, he reached behind him, fumbling for the handle. Mac stood outside her door, searching for her keys. Celebrating was the last thing she wanted to do right now. She'd never meant for him to find out that way, the Admiral had said that he would make the announcement in the Monday morning staff meeting. She'd though she would have the whole weekend to say her goodbyes and get her affairs in order. Webb already knew; she'd told him over dinner the night before. While he was sad to see her go, he seemed to understand her need. They sat quietly, just enjoying their last evening together. It was sweet, it was tender, and Mac had a hard time saying 'goodbye' when the night came to an end. With a tender hand on her cheek, Clayton Webb had kissed her, letting her know that the door was still open should she ever decide to enter. To say she was even more confused would have been nothing less than the truth. He'd placed a note in her hand and with another kiss on her cheek, had walked away. Tonight though She wanted to talk about their promise She hadn't counted on the Admiral saying anything. Maybe the Admiral had thought she was going to try to leave without saying goodbye. Maybe he thought that she already had and it was safe. Whatever the reason, it was out there now and Harm had looked devistated. But everything was still so As irrational as it was, even after three months, the wounds were open and exposed. This time just seemed…different. But the rational side of her, the nurturing side, still needed him and wanted to take that hurt away. She'd been so tempted to go to him after the party, to stop by his apartment, to try, but Sighing loudly and shaking herself from her musings, she looked back down at her hands. Finally finding the right key, Mac slid it into the lock at the same moment the door flew open. They both stood there in shock, not knowing what else to say or how to proceed. She thought about saying something lame such as, "What a surprise," or "What are you doing here, Harm," but didn't. She knew exactly why he was here. To his surprise she didn't seem bothered by it at all, and he took that as a good sign. Stepping back out of the way, he let her enter. The silence grew between them before Mac finally suggested, "Why don't you take a seat and get comfortable. I'll make some tea. Harm blew out an unsteady breath. This was awkward as hell, and he hated it. After sitting for another ten minutes he was starting to wonder about her when she finally exited the kitchen with two mugs. Her look was apologetic and Harm accepted it with a smile. They took turns sipping their drinks, both trying to work up the courage to start the discussion. He had just about worked out the whole speech in his head, all of the questions in eloquent sequence. But when he opened his mouth only one word made it past his lips. Taking her hand, more as a comfort to himself than to her, he tried to reason with her. If you really want me to stay away from you I will, but I I don't want you to go. The emotion in his voice was thick, and Mac could tell he was struggling for control. She understood it, because she felt the same way, but tried not to let herself be completely distracted by it. You promised to give me space and Shaking her head sadly she continued, looking down at the mug in her lap. Even being in the same room with you is sometimes too much. I can't think when you're close, it's distracting And I desperately need to think, Harm. I need time to figure out what's happened to me Confused, Harm sat his mug on the coffee table with one hand while his grip on her hand tightened. The "us" part? The fact that I slept with someone else? Or is it…something else? His quiet questions rumbled around in her brain. She desperately wanted to tackle the big question, the "us" part. But a niggling thought caught hold of her and wouldn't let go as she took her hand from his and stood up to pace in front of the coffee table, separating them. Seeing his bewilderment, written all over his face, only made her angrier. While we're on the subject of "us", just once, I'd like to have a conversation with you that I didn't feel like I have to choose my words carefully, or tread lightly, to avoid a disastrous outcome. Maybe, just maybe, I'd like to be able to speak what's on my mind without having to worry if you're going to run screaming into the night. His wide-eyed look of panic only lent credence to her words. I've wanted to be with you for as long as I can remember; not just sex, but really with you. Harm felt like his throat had turned to sandpaper and a lead weight had settled back in the pit of his stomach. I've lived through your obsessions, one right after another. I've lived through you telling me 'no' but having no problems getting into a relationship with someone else. Then, after Paraguay happens, and we finally start getting closer again, I finally decide to take the chance. I finally decide to come to you Damn it, Harm, I can't do this anymore! Harm was on his feet in the space of a second. I'm not going to take all of the blame for everything that's happened between us, and what's happening now. You've still never let me tell you what happened that night. And I've tried to work things out with you before, so don't act like you're the martyr in all of this. Especially since this is the first time we've both ever really laid it on the line at told each other exactly how we really feel," he stated defensively. Mac crossed her arms over her chest. Tell me why you felt the need to sleep…" she caught herself. Harm gulped, trying to organize his words carefully so as to cause her as little pain as possible. I was going to cancel with Sturgis and finally…try to set things straight…between us. Mac felt her blood slowly begin to simmer again. Her reaction triggered his. I came back and heard you The color started to drain from her face, remembering her conversation on the phone that night. The wind seemed to leave his sails all at once. I just left as fast as I could. I…I felt like I'd been kicked in the gut. All I could think about was you, and him, together. I've never felt anything like that in my whole life, Mac. Not even with Brumby. I don't get it, Harm. How did you get from there to little Ms. Bed head? Was she someone you already knew? Was she one of the reasons you've been keeping me at arms length ever since New Year's? Mac noticed but went on anyway. I was drunk and she How do you figure it that I was avoiding you? She left the drunk comment alone and decided instead to answer his question. We haven't spent an evening alone together since that night. We were both busy and then it just never seemed like the right…" he cut off, not wanting to finish that statement. Mac finished it for him. Her head snapped up like a whip, her eyes staring into his. She expected to see surprise; surely he hadn't finally been brave enough to speak those three words. But the truth was there, written in every line of his face, in the ever-changing color of his eyes. Like the steady beat of a drum, the dance began. The longer she stood there, looking at the longing in those blue-gray eyes, the easier it would be to give in When he stood and made his way over to her, her body went rigid. She wasn't ready to be this close to him yet; her defenses were still down. When he was close enough, his fingertips feathered across her cheek, before cupping it in his palm. I love you. I don't expect you to feel the same but I couldn't let you leave without knowing that. No matter what I've said or done She shouldn't give in He would have laughed if he thought she was really trying to be funny. She wasn't. Another "I know," was all he offered. Catching him off guard, Harm fell into her, pushing her back toward her door. Hitting the hard surface behind her, Mac was sent reeling, her world thrown off balance by his assault on her senses. Gasping, her lips parted underneath his. Harm seized the opportunity to explore the inside of her mouth, his tongue brushing lightly against hers. A combustible need, greater than she had ever known, swept through her like a brush fire. Everywhere he touched her the flames spread until there was nowhere left for it to go. The heat was so unexpected…and yet so familiar. After all of the talking, after covering so many things, she had expected things to be more than a little awkward. With the tension building all this time, their first real sexual encounter should have been a bit more uncomfortable, right? Seven years…going along as they had been, flirting and dancing around the issues…occasionally stealing the passionately restrained embrace and kiss. Both feeling the urge to go further, but both afraid to do so, hindered by all of their fears. A nagging voice of doubt was trying to work its way through the foggy recesses of her mind. This was wrong…it was wrong to give in when she knew she'd have to leave him in the morning. She ignored it. She was going to give in. Deep down she knew, before it had even happened, that there was only one way this night was going to end. As the kiss drew on though, becoming passionate and urgent, she couldn't help but be worried by her response to him. With his hands behind her head, holding her firmly in place, controlling the pace of the kiss, she was completely at his mercy. Even if she had initiated it, he was now in charge, something that was unacceptable to her. Releasing her grip on the front of his shirt, her hands skimmed up his shoulders, massaging lightly before working up toward his face. Gently she caressed his cheeks as she continued to kiss him back. Finally, the need for air caused them to break apart and Harm leaned back. With hands braced on the door beside her head, he looked down at her. She could feel his unsteady breath on her face as he exhaled and it only seemed to add fuel to the fire between them. Her eyes became wide, not expecting the heartfelt compliment. That light in his eyes was finally for her and Mac felt herself fall a little bit further. He was hammering away, breaking through all of her defenses and her traitorous body seemed to be hell bent on surrendering, no matter what her mind might be shouting. When his lower body rubbed against her it was all she could take. No more thinking, she told herself. This is what she had always wanted, right? So damn the consequences, she was going to have it. She'd deal with the fallout later. Impossibly, his blue eyes became black as midnight. Trying to still be a gentleman, Harm laid a barely there kiss on her lips before resting his forehead against hers. Just for tonight I…just want us…just this…" she trailed off as that same finger traced a line down his chin, then his neck, before opening each of the buttons on his shirt and pushing it off his shoulders. Hooking her finger in the waistband of his jeans she gave a little tug, pulling him closer. His right hand moved then to grip her hip, squeezing it, before tracing its way along her left side. When his thumb brushed the underside of her breast she gasped. He only hesitated for the briefest of seconds. Instead of answering, his lips found hers again with a growl as he grasped her hips and lifted. When her legs wrapped around him, he had to brace himself again, the action almost sending him over the edge. His infamous control was almost non-existent at the moment. Making his way clumsily into her bedroom, he briefly opened his eyes and was a little taken aback at the stark state of the room. These walls were bare as well, another reminder of what was at stake here. The only thing that screamed "Sarah Mackenzie" was the islet, white and lavender comforter. So feminine, so…Mac. Harm had learned a long time ago that Mac was more than just a Marine, her soft, womanly side was an endless source of intrigue to him. Sensing a change in him, Mac pulled back to look at him. There were so many questions to be asked, so many things to be decided, but right now nothing seemed to matter except being with him..

He shook his head vigorously and shut the door. Slowly, Harm made his way across to her, trying earnestly to figure out what was happening.

You seem…" His eyes wandered from her face to her hand which had taken up residence on his thigh. His eyes had no choice but to look down, her lacy lavender bra on Adult jag fan fiction with her pushed up cleavage.

As much as he tried to avert his gaze, he couldn't. Bringing himself back to his senses, he shook his head and forced his eyes to look at her face.

Her perfume intoxicated him and he sighed softly. He shook his head again, this could definitely not be happening. She grinned at him and winked, causing him to shudder again. Finally collecting his own thoughts, Harm brought one hand up to her face, while snaking the other between her outstretched arm and her body and holding her in place.

The gentle tickle of her breath on his neck sent Harm's head swirling. Mac looked up at him, her chocolate eyes wide and soulful; he took the chance to Adult jag fan fiction her. Holding her chin between his thumb and index finger he gently angled her face Adult jag fan fiction leaned down tenderly placing his lips on hers.

The sweet exchange sent shockwaves through his entire body and the sweetness of it disappeared in a surge of passion.

Mac held onto the front of his tee as Adult jag fan fiction moved forward and hovered over her. She snaked her hand around his body pulling him to her and she grinned when he didn't resist and his weight ended up pushing her back into the sofa.

Rolling her head backwards, Mac let his hungry mouth explore her neck while her hands made their own way through his hair and down his muscular back. Eventually she reclaimed his lips with hers and made Adult jag fan fiction her tongue explored every inch of his mouth, memorising each blissful second in case this was a onetime only thing.

When her head began to spin through lack of oxygen, she slowly pushed his face backwards check this out the intense seal they had created.

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Shannon S. Through season 8. Lee Classification: Up to sometime in Season 8 or around 6 months to a year after Afghanistan From the Nomination: Backing up, he reached behind him, fumbling for the handle. Mac stood outside her door, searching for her keys. Celebrating was the last thing she wanted to do right now. She'd never meant for him to find out that way, the Admiral had said that he would make the announcement in the Monday morning staff meeting. She'd though she would have the whole weekend to say her goodbyes and get her affairs in order. Webb already knew; she'd told him over dinner the night before. While he was sad to see her go, he seemed to understand her need. They sat quietly, just enjoying their last evening together. It was sweet, it was tender, and Mac had a hard time saying 'goodbye' when the night came to an end. With a tender hand on her cheek, Clayton Webb had kissed her, letting her know that the door was still open should she ever decide to enter. To say she was even more confused would have been nothing less than the truth. He'd placed a note in her hand and with another kiss on her cheek, had walked away. Tonight though She wanted to talk about their promise She hadn't counted on the Admiral saying anything. Maybe the Admiral had thought she was going to try to leave without saying goodbye. Maybe he thought that she already had and it was safe. Whatever the reason, it was out there now and Harm had looked devistated. But everything was still so As irrational as it was, even after three months, the wounds were open and exposed. This time just seemed…different. But the rational side of her, the nurturing side, still needed him and wanted to take that hurt away. She'd been so tempted to go to him after the party, to stop by his apartment, to try, but Sighing loudly and shaking herself from her musings, she looked back down at her hands. Finally finding the right key, Mac slid it into the lock at the same moment the door flew open. They both stood there in shock, not knowing what else to say or how to proceed. She thought about saying something lame such as, "What a surprise," or "What are you doing here, Harm," but didn't. She knew exactly why he was here. To his surprise she didn't seem bothered by it at all, and he took that as a good sign. Stepping back out of the way, he let her enter. The silence grew between them before Mac finally suggested, "Why don't you take a seat and get comfortable. I'll make some tea. Harm blew out an unsteady breath. This was awkward as hell, and he hated it. After sitting for another ten minutes he was starting to wonder about her when she finally exited the kitchen with two mugs. Her look was apologetic and Harm accepted it with a smile. They took turns sipping their drinks, both trying to work up the courage to start the discussion. He had just about worked out the whole speech in his head, all of the questions in eloquent sequence. But when he opened his mouth only one word made it past his lips. Taking her hand, more as a comfort to himself than to her, he tried to reason with her. If you really want me to stay away from you I will, but I I don't want you to go. The emotion in his voice was thick, and Mac could tell he was struggling for control. She understood it, because she felt the same way, but tried not to let herself be completely distracted by it. You promised to give me space and Shaking her head sadly she continued, looking down at the mug in her lap. Even being in the same room with you is sometimes too much. I can't think when you're close, it's distracting And I desperately need to think, Harm. I need time to figure out what's happened to me Confused, Harm sat his mug on the coffee table with one hand while his grip on her hand tightened. The "us" part? The fact that I slept with someone else? Or is it…something else? His quiet questions rumbled around in her brain. She desperately wanted to tackle the big question, the "us" part. But a niggling thought caught hold of her and wouldn't let go as she took her hand from his and stood up to pace in front of the coffee table, separating them. Seeing his bewilderment, written all over his face, only made her angrier. While we're on the subject of "us", just once, I'd like to have a conversation with you that I didn't feel like I have to choose my words carefully, or tread lightly, to avoid a disastrous outcome. Maybe, just maybe, I'd like to be able to speak what's on my mind without having to worry if you're going to run screaming into the night. His wide-eyed look of panic only lent credence to her words. I've wanted to be with you for as long as I can remember; not just sex, but really with you. Harm felt like his throat had turned to sandpaper and a lead weight had settled back in the pit of his stomach. I've lived through your obsessions, one right after another. I've lived through you telling me 'no' but having no problems getting into a relationship with someone else. Then, after Paraguay happens, and we finally start getting closer again, I finally decide to take the chance. I finally decide to come to you Damn it, Harm, I can't do this anymore! Harm was on his feet in the space of a second. I'm not going to take all of the blame for everything that's happened between us, and what's happening now. You've still never let me tell you what happened that night. And I've tried to work things out with you before, so don't act like you're the martyr in all of this. Especially since this is the first time we've both ever really laid it on the line at told each other exactly how we really feel," he stated defensively. Mac crossed her arms over her chest. Tell me why you felt the need to sleep…" she caught herself. Harm gulped, trying to organize his words carefully so as to cause her as little pain as possible. I was going to cancel with Sturgis and finally…try to set things straight…between us. Mac felt her blood slowly begin to simmer again. Her reaction triggered his. I came back and heard you The color started to drain from her face, remembering her conversation on the phone that night. The wind seemed to leave his sails all at once. I just left as fast as I could. I…I felt like I'd been kicked in the gut. All I could think about was you, and him, together. I've never felt anything like that in my whole life, Mac. Not even with Brumby. I don't get it, Harm. How did you get from there to little Ms. Bed head? Was she someone you already knew? Was she one of the reasons you've been keeping me at arms length ever since New Year's? Mac noticed but went on anyway. I was drunk and she How do you figure it that I was avoiding you? She left the drunk comment alone and decided instead to answer his question. We haven't spent an evening alone together since that night. We were both busy and then it just never seemed like the right…" he cut off, not wanting to finish that statement. Mac finished it for him. Her head snapped up like a whip, her eyes staring into his. She expected to see surprise; surely he hadn't finally been brave enough to speak those three words. But the truth was there, written in every line of his face, in the ever-changing color of his eyes. Like the steady beat of a drum, the dance began. The longer she stood there, looking at the longing in those blue-gray eyes, the easier it would be to give in When he stood and made his way over to her, her body went rigid. She wasn't ready to be this close to him yet; her defenses were still down. When he was close enough, his fingertips feathered across her cheek, before cupping it in his palm. I love you. I don't expect you to feel the same but I couldn't let you leave without knowing that. No matter what I've said or done She shouldn't give in He would have laughed if he thought she was really trying to be funny. She wasn't. Another "I know," was all he offered. Catching him off guard, Harm fell into her, pushing her back toward her door. Hitting the hard surface behind her, Mac was sent reeling, her world thrown off balance by his assault on her senses. Gasping, her lips parted underneath his. Harm seized the opportunity to explore the inside of her mouth, his tongue brushing lightly against hers. A combustible need, greater than she had ever known, swept through her like a brush fire. Everywhere he touched her the flames spread until there was nowhere left for it to go. The heat was so unexpected…and yet so familiar. After all of the talking, after covering so many things, she had expected things to be more than a little awkward. With the tension building all this time, their first real sexual encounter should have been a bit more uncomfortable, right? Seven years…going along as they had been, flirting and dancing around the issues…occasionally stealing the passionately restrained embrace and kiss. Both feeling the urge to go further, but both afraid to do so, hindered by all of their fears. A nagging voice of doubt was trying to work its way through the foggy recesses of her mind. This was wrong…it was wrong to give in when she knew she'd have to leave him in the morning. She ignored it. She was going to give in. Deep down she knew, before it had even happened, that there was only one way this night was going to end. As the kiss drew on though, becoming passionate and urgent, she couldn't help but be worried by her response to him. With his hands behind her head, holding her firmly in place, controlling the pace of the kiss, she was completely at his mercy. Even if she had initiated it, he was now in charge, something that was unacceptable to her. Releasing her grip on the front of his shirt, her hands skimmed up his shoulders, massaging lightly before working up toward his face. Gently she caressed his cheeks as she continued to kiss him back. Finally, the need for air caused them to break apart and Harm leaned back. With hands braced on the door beside her head, he looked down at her. She could feel his unsteady breath on her face as he exhaled and it only seemed to add fuel to the fire between them. Her eyes became wide, not expecting the heartfelt compliment. That light in his eyes was finally for her and Mac felt herself fall a little bit further. With a nod to Mac's office he walked to the elevator and left JAG forever. Harriet came scurrying up to Commander Turner to ask what Harm had said. He also gave me this, an invitation to a housewarming party. This was not a good sign. Inside her office, Sarah let a tear slide down her cheek. It was a tear of sadness for seeing him leave, a tear of fondness for all the memories, and a tear of happiness for the new future they were about to embark on. Everything was ready. Harm and Mac had spent the past week decorating their house with all of the things from their apartments. They kept Harm's bed because it was bigger for their own bed in the Master bedroom and put Mac's in the guest room. The other bedroom, still empty would be reserved for a nursery, hopefully. The den became their office for the time being. They decided to use Mac's dining set and were going to use Harm's living room pieces with a few of Mac's to fill in here and there. The Master bedroom took up the entire upstairs and was so large that the extra couch would be going in their room. The bedroom actually looked like Harm's loft with wood floors and glass blocks separating the rest of the room from the elegant bathroom. They had put off displaying pictures or anything too personal so as to keep the secret. The backyard was gorgeous and lanterns and Christmas lights were hanging on trees to set the mood for the party. Harm's parents should be on their way from the airport now and the guests were due to arrive any minute. Little did they know what awaited them. Guests started filtering in complementing Harm on his beautiful house. As everyone mingled and chatted, the doorbell rang announcing another guest. Mac stood there with Harm's parents. She had decided to go to the airport to pick them up. Harm waited at the house for the guests and it also made it look like Mac was driving up, just like all the rest. Harm had told his parents to expect Mac to pick them up, as he had to play host. They were glad to finally meet their son's former partner. However, expecting a Marine, and finding the elegant Sarah MacKenzie in a white tea length dress with green and blue ribbons was a nice surprise. After the car ride getting to know each other, Trish hoped that her son realized how stunning this wonderful woman was and that he wasn't so serious after all with this new mystery girl he had. Greeting Mac and then seeing his parents, he welcomed them with big hugs and then began showing them around the house. While Mac walked past Harriet and Bud in the living room she could hear them quietly talking to each other, "Bud, doesn't this chair look like the one Colonel MacKenzie has in her living room? Noticing Mac was near them, Harriet merely filed this away with all of the other curious things about the Colonel that she had noticed recently. Harm found his wife fidgeting in the kitchen and couldn't help but to sneak up behind her. He noticed how she was pulling at her wedding dress. Just then the doorbell rang again. This time Sturgis was closest and answered it while Harm and Sarah emerged from the kitchen. I have made a lot of changes in the past few weeks, leaving JAG, buying a home. And truthfully, it's a woman. A beautiful woman who, I can say now, is the love of my life. As he said this he added, "Even though she is a Marine. Mac gave Harm a smack on the shoulder as he took her into his arms. The entire group gathered went from silent shock to loud cheers of "finally" and "congratulations" within seconds. Harm's parents came over to him and even though his mother gave him the death start for not telling her sooner, she could not be happier for her son. More cheers followed and another round of congratulations. We actually were married about a month and a half ago. This time, the crowd did not recover so quickly. Everyone stood there speechless, just staring at the couple. Deciding to continue while the room was quiet, Harm said, "and, you weren't invited here just for a housewarming. Since none of you could be there, Chaplain Turner is here so that we can renew our vows tonight, with all of our friends and family as witnesses. Harm's mother and stepfather were the first to break the silence as they came up to the happy couple and embraced them. Harm's mother had tears streaming down her face, she was so happy for her son, even if she was still a little upset for finding out this way. With that everyone was ushered outside to the backyard, taking in the lights and lanterns for the first time. Chairs were set up facing a beautiful little gazebo. After about twenty minutes Harm walked out in his dress whites and took his place next to Chaplain Turner. AJ, who was in on this whole thing from the beginning, flipped on the music when he saw that Mac was ready at the end of the makeshift aisle. She too had changed into a beautiful plain white silk dress with thick straps and a V neckline showing off a beautiful golden chain around her neck, the one that used to hold her wedding rings. The dress reached to the ground with a little train and she was holding a single red rose. He hair was down and a single rosebud was tucked behind one ear. As she made her way down the aisle to her husband for the second time this summer, she couldn't control the tears streaming down her cheeks. This was perfect. Harm himself was barely breathing after seeing her in the beautiful dress. He was going to surprise her with dress whites, he didn't know she had gone out and gotten a dress too. The ceremony was beautiful and all of their friends were so happy for the couple. Sorry, no fanfic, please. Thanks, and enjoy!!!!!!!!! Over 45 members Shipper Headquarters It is designed for people to talk and write about the relationships on the tv show JAG everyone welcome. An age statement is required. You must be 18 or older. I want to keep this a list with ONLY fanfic coming through, so people won't have to deal with posts they don't want to read. You have to be at least 18 to join. Please first subscribe to the list, then send an age statement to jagsmut-owner egroups. I won't activate your account without such an email. Stories are angst-filled and can have happy or sad endings. This is a fanfic and fanfic discussion list only. Harm again began tapping the steering wheel as he waiting for a car to pass at an intersection, but the nervous habit quickly ceased as Mac blew into his ear and brushed his shaft. Leaning into him, her hair brushing against his neck, she kissed his ear and shifted her fingers against him. Harm cleared his throat and pushed against her hand. His eyes snapped shut as her palm roughly ground into him, and he barely heard her say his name. She sat back in her seat and watched him shift uncomfortably before beginning to drive again. After ten aching minutes, Harm pulled up outside his building. Both exited the car at the same time, meeting in front of the entrance in a heated embrace. The two stumbled visionless through the door, never once leaving each other's side. Not long after, Harm had his lovely partner pressed against the wall in his living room. Mac threw her head back in ecstasy, offering her neck to him. Harm's tongue darted across her flesh, tasting and nipping at the delicate skin as his knee pushed her legs apart. Her hands, growing bored with his hair, began examining his back, feeling his sleek muscles through the damp fabric of his uniform. He unbuttoned the collar of her uniform, licking the newly presented hollow of her neck. Mac's hands delved between their joined bodies, attempting to help the undressing process. She began at the bottom of his jacket and worked her way up, stopping as he began sucking at her flesh. He looked at her in response; he was having the same difficulty. He tore his lips reluctantly away from her neck and bent, one arm bracing the back of her knees as he scooped her into his arms. As he began the descent into his bedroom, her lips once again sought his. She nipped at his full, bottom lip, her tongue dragging against the red flesh. He dropped her at the foot of his bed, pressing her against the mattress as his tongue quickly sliced into her mouth. The buzz of her moan vibrated throughout his body, and his lips were pulled away as he reached down to finish undressing her. Mac kicked off her shoes, barely noticing the thud as they hit the hard floor. She watched Harm's face through hazy eyes as he pulled off her jacket, looking like a kid on Christmas morning as he began working at her shirt. Realizing he was ahead, she began fumbling with the rest of his buttons..

Harm dropped his head onto her shoulder momentarily to compose himself. Mac ran her fingers through his hair before cupping his head and holding him in place, more than pleased with the turn of events that night. His head snapped up gazing at her incredulously. Was this for real? Her body moved with his and by the time they made it to the foot of the steps her legs were wrapped around his waist and he was ascending continue reading blind.

The climb up the steps had been uneventful, however, navigating his own bedroom wasn't. Harm tripped over his shoes left in the middle of the floor and stumbled forward landing them both on his bed. Mac reached up and hooked her hands behind his neck, pulling him to her and making the kiss much deeper than Harm had intended.

He stretched his arms down onto the bed and supported both his own weight and Mac's with little effort. For her part, Mac moved her lips from his and laid a soft, gentle trail across his jaw and down his neck, tasting the small salty beads of sweat which had appeared. She pushed Lesbian sex and sexuality releasing her fingers as her Adult jag fan fiction hit the mattress, she ran her hands from behind his neck down his torso and smiled as an involuntary groan escaped his lips.

Without waiting for an invitation, she ran her hands under his tee before tugging it over his head. She'd seen his bare torso many times during their partnership and each time had to clench her fists tightly to stop her from reaching out and touching his chiselled form. Tonight, there was no reluctance and as soon as the intrusive clothing was discarded her hands roamed freely across his chest. Her hands were followed by her lips Adult jag fan fiction Harm tolerated well but when her lips brushed his left nipple all resolve was lost Adult jag fan fiction his Adult jag fan fiction could no longer tolerate his own weight.

Mac leaned forward so he could push it back over her shoulders and down her arms. Grabbing a now empty sleeve he pulled it to him then threw Adult jag fan fiction back Adult jag fan fiction his head before allowing his eyes to scan her body. They didn't wander far, becoming firmly Adult jag fan fiction on her bra and the contents within.

Mumbling under his breath he declared purple or lilac or lavender Adult jag fan fiction mauve or whatever colour she was wearing to be his new favourite one. Mac grinned as she watched his expression change from longing to lust to hunger. Eventually they did and she smiled shyly. She watched amused as his eyes filled with fear, fear she was about to leave. He reached up for her hands and she guided them to the button on her jeans. He fumbled to open them and she waited patiently for him to lower the zip.

She studied his face, it was a picture of concentration as the zip descended; she couldn't help but smile.

Blowjob videoes Watch Video Upscirt porn. He heard sound and movement behind him and turned to Mac. M Thanks partner. I think you made 3 new friends tonight just by being your normal charming self. Even though they talk of all I have done for them, they have given me so very much more and made my life what it is. Thanks for bringing me home and for meeting my family. H I envy you. I can see they love you very much. I still think we should talk about Jerry and the academy. Think about it, OK? See you tomorrow, Mac. Harm moved into his car and pulled slowly out of the driveway and made it home to a night filled with memories of a warm loving family. Harm was waiting as Mac arrived at the bank and quickly had the account set up so an account number could be given to payroll for the allotment. She returned home and he went on to the office. Over the next 4 week they worked cases together and they were winning about all they tried. He even checked homework some nights before he left. He took everyone to Blacksburg on the forth weekend and took everyone flying in his plane. At the end of the 5th week, Harm dropped by her office and asked about the weekend. Friday 23 February H Got big plans for the weekend? The girls look forward to seeing him because he always spoils them. H Who is Uncle Harry? M He is a friend, a closet homosexual that was in law school with me. I spend time with him when I need my itch scratched. It helps his rep and I am then good for a few more weeks. M Yes. It works for me. It might be dull for him but he is a good sport about it. H I agree. La Pluie -: UbiquitousMixie -: February 1, Long Distance Satisfaction -: Caramel Kisses -: January 31, Green Light -: Australia -: August 27, October 25, Harm follows Coates to "down under" and finds something unexpected. Second and last part is on. She tossed one shoe behind her and worked on the other, maintaining eye contact with him. He attempted to do the same but, being a man, found other distractions. The other shoe landing on a chair, she tugged off his socks, dropping them carelessly over her shoulder. And as he prepared for her to reach for his pants, she surprised him by reaching under her skirt. His mouth hung open in anticipation, only to be slightly disappointed as they reappeared, peeling off one torn stocking. The other, left in similar condition due to their bet, joined the first as they were rolled into a ball and shot into the trash can, falling in effortlessly. Mac then allowed her fingers to linger at the zipper of her skirt, prolonging the moment ever so slightly before pulling it down. She gave the sides of the skirt a gentle push and it slid down her hips, landing in a pool of fabric at her feet. She kicked it away, and instead of completely stripping, she leaned over and reached for his pants. Harm helped, lifting his hips off the bed as her fingers curled over the edge, hooking his boxers as well. In one swift motion the pants were on the floor and he, and his erection, were left bare. His throbbing organ was glazed with pre-come, anxiously awaiting any form of contact she was willing to offer. Her own sex seemed to share this notion, as he witnessed while her damp curls were exposed and the panties were left forgotten. His groin tightened, and he sat up, grabbing her arms and pulling her astride him. Both gasped at the coupling: Her hips rocked lightly against his, her body becoming accustomed to his thickness. She bit her lips, her teeth dragging along her lower lip as she lifted herself, only to plummet down at a greater speed. A rhythm being established, Harm grasped her hips, his own aiding in the rapid movements. He met her thrust for thrust, their groans of pleasure overpowering the sound of the headboard hitting the wall. 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Eventually she placed her hand over his and pushed it the rest of the way before placing both his hands on her hips and helped him pull the tight jeans down. Wriggling Adult jag fan fiction for effect than necessity, she watched his eyes as the matching lavender panties came into view. Once the jeans hit the floor she stepped out of them and moved back to the bed. Harm was sitting on the edge of the bed clad only in his black boxers, his legs slightly spread as Mac moved towards him, using her knees to spread his legs further and standing as close to him as the bed would read more. Gently she placed her soft hands on his broad shoulders, gently massaging them as she waited for his eyes to meet hers.

He wanted to lose himself in her eyes but as she arched herself into him he lost all conscious thought of what he wanted to do. His head dropped and he smothered her chest in kisses, Adult jag fan fiction soft, tender kisses on the lacy fabric.

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Fountain cumshot Watch Video Wwwxxx Vodeoscom. Mac rolled her now very limber neck around and Harm could feel all the tension leave her. The ice cube eventually melted and Harm started to trail few quick lazy kissed down Mac's spine. She gripped the bedding beneath her in an attempt to force control on her impulses. God, Harm, just take me, I don't care about the bet The thought repeated in her mind. Mac quickly changed into what she was going to sleep in that night. The night was sure to be long and her dreams were sure to be entertaining and explicit. Mac had gone for a run early that morning. A long run. The previous night had been torture on her and Harm, though neither of them would admit it. Tonight, at , the bet would be over, she just had to wait out twelve hours. During Mac's run, Harm had visitors at his apartment. Early that morning, Sturgis Turner had showed up with a unexpected guest. I know about your bet! I couldn't miss the end of this bet. You think he broke down last night and took my advice? Keeter studied Harm's expression for a few seconds before delivering his answer. I remember the first night Harm came home after getting to second base with Diane. If he gave it to Mac in the shower last night, he'd be smiling wider than Chesapeake frickin' Bay. Harm walked over, picked up the orange and tossed it to Sturgis. Sturgis looked like he was examining the orange for a second before throwing it and hitting Harm right in the 'pills'. Harm doubled over to the ground in pain. Harm probably wouldn't have said that if he'd known that Mac was standing outside in the hall listening to the conversation. She means too much to you to just give in to your God given impulse? Out in the hallway a wide smile crossed Mac's face. Initially it had bugged her when she knew that not only Sturgis but also Keeter knew about their little wager, but that animosity toward him was washed away by his last admission, even if he hadn't made it directly to her. Harm, what happened to you? I'm going to have fun with this "And he decided to hit the one part of Harm that I might actually need later? She struggled to contain laughter as she watched the jaws drop open at her statement. Keeter, in his usual way, was the first to regain his composure, realizing the game that was going on. Once again, I know the imagery was too potent to ignore. They spend the weekend together discovering the different facets of their relationship. It is AO for the ending, but this is one of my all time favorites. Moonchild Classification: AO , Length: I don't know why it's just a wonderful story. Harm's Seduction. The author's ability to entertain shines through again. It's well told, well written, and probably the most coherent crossover I've found for JAG. It's rare to find a crossover that puts equal importance on both universes while adhering to two different canons. The climb up the steps had been uneventful, however, navigating his own bedroom wasn't. Harm tripped over his shoes left in the middle of the floor and stumbled forward landing them both on his bed. Mac reached up and hooked her hands behind his neck, pulling him to her and making the kiss much deeper than Harm had intended. He stretched his arms down onto the bed and supported both his own weight and Mac's with little effort. For her part, Mac moved her lips from his and laid a soft, gentle trail across his jaw and down his neck, tasting the small salty beads of sweat which had appeared. She pushed back releasing her fingers as her back hit the mattress, she ran her hands from behind his neck down his torso and smiled as an involuntary groan escaped his lips. Without waiting for an invitation, she ran her hands under his tee before tugging it over his head. She'd seen his bare torso many times during their partnership and each time had to clench her fists tightly to stop her from reaching out and touching his chiselled form. Tonight, there was no reluctance and as soon as the intrusive clothing was discarded her hands roamed freely across his chest. Her hands were followed by her lips which Harm tolerated well but when her lips brushed his left nipple all resolve was lost and his arms could no longer tolerate his own weight. Mac leaned forward so he could push it back over her shoulders and down her arms. Grabbing a now empty sleeve he pulled it to him then threw it back over his head before allowing his eyes to scan her body. They didn't wander far, becoming firmly fixed on her bra and the contents within. Mumbling under his breath he declared purple or lilac or lavender or mauve or whatever colour she was wearing to be his new favourite one. Mac grinned as she watched his expression change from longing to lust to hunger. Eventually they did and she smiled shyly. She watched amused as his eyes filled with fear, fear she was about to leave. He reached up for her hands and she guided them to the button on her jeans. He fumbled to open them and she waited patiently for him to lower the zip. She studied his face, it was a picture of concentration as the zip descended; she couldn't help but smile. Eventually she placed her hand over his and pushed it the rest of the way before placing both his hands on her hips and helped him pull the tight jeans down. Wriggling more for effect than necessity, she watched his eyes as the matching lavender panties came into view. Once the jeans hit the floor she stepped out of them and moved back to the bed. I survive -: Guilty Pleasures -: Barb -: August 24, Bubble Bath Fantasies -: May 6, Heart Attack -: Shannon S. May 5, No, Webb does not make an appearance. August 25, Please read, enjoy and review Gen, Male. Frogs and Other Wildlife -: March 5, A Journey of Separate Hearts -: April 26, October 22, How everything can change by the help of a nice old woman. I surrender I survive -: Every time one brought up the idea of dinner, the other had to decline for one reason or another. To Mac it seemed like he had all but forgotten about that amazing moment between them. For her it was all she thought about. So close Shaking her head to clear it Mac stood up and stretched, taking in the mess that was her office. The sting of sorrow hit Mac once again at the thought of her still suffering friends. After gathering her stuff, she was just about to walk out when her phone began to ring. Debating on whether to answer it or not, Mac finally relented. Sighing, Mac tried to dissuade the conversation she knew was coming. How many times are you going to blow me off before you just accept the inevitable? Boy he was really laying the charm on thick tonight. Ever since their adventure as "husband and wife", Clayton Webb had taken his personal interest in her to a whole new level, which kind of unsettled her. And to her surprise he seemed to understand. She thought he would just give up, and he had One, it was none of his business but two, because she still held out hope that one day her and Harm might be able to work everything out. He had come back to get her, to convince her to come with him to dinner, to hell with Sturgis. He was tired of acting like nothing had happened between them. He was ready If it had been up to him they would have plowed right in to a relationship. But then she had seemed to back off, so not knowing what else to do, so had he. They were still speaking, still partners and friends, but he had held some slim hope that they might eventually be more. After their discussion, after everything they had agreed upon, she was back with Webb. When the hell had this happened? Before New Years? After New Years? Could she really turn it on and off that fast? His head was pounding. Moving soundlessly, he made his way back to the elevators, never hearing the words that would have made everything right in his world again. Pushing the confused thoughts from her head, Mac answered. There was a brief pause and for a moment she thought he might argue. You win Just know, the offer stands. Anytime, anywhere. All you have to do is call. The seductive tone of his voice was doing funny things to her. Okay, it was past time to end this call. The buzzing of the line finally brought Mac out of her daze. Later on, after she had went home and changed, Mac was walking down the nondescript D. She had no idea what she was doing. Maybe she could, if she tried hard enough, convince herself that she really was out to take in the scenery, to unwind after her long day. Maybe she could make herself believe that it was because this particular vendor sold the most incredible hot dogs on the whole eastern sea board. But as she walked along, completely alone and honest with herself, Mac could only convince herself of the truth It took another 2 hours but she finally did it. Gathering all of the courage she had left within her, she pulled her car into the alley next to his building. Standing at his door, she faltered slightly but with one more deep breath to steady her, Mac lifted a timid hand and knocked. There was no immediate answer so she knocked again. She was about to give up and leave when she finally heard rustling on the other side of the door before it opened to reveal a very startled and disheveled looking Harmon Rabb. Leaning against the brick building, Mac sat letting the rain pelt her, willing it to wash away all of the hurt and anger she felt. She should have run as soon as she saw his eyes. Even before a word was spoken, even before she saw the drowsy, young blonde come up behind him, Mac had known what he had done. She knew she really had no right to feel this way. They were friends, friends that had shared a few intimate moments between them. But why did it have to hurt this damn bad? Why did she still want him, need him, knowing that she could never have him? Why did he have to own her soul? And dear God, what was she supposed to do now? How was she supposed to face him again, in the office, after After acting like the lover scorned. That would never happen, and her heart broke even more at the reality of it. Turning her face up to the rain, Mac sat, her mind warring with her body about what to do next. What the hell was she going to do? She could really use a drink, the thought whispered through her mind before she could stop it, soft, seductive After standing there for a moment, stunned, Harm raced out of the building after Mac as fast as his legs would carry him. More weakly this time he tried again. Sinking down on to the bus stop bench, Harm dropped his head into his hands as the rain began to fall, her parting words echoing through his mind How could he? How could he have been so God damn stupid? Tonight he had truly blown it. Even with no formal commitment between them, he knew in his heart he had betrayed her and everything that they were together. The earlier events of the evening came flooding back, along with a sense of overwhelming loss. The bar, the waitress, and Sturgis. He had lost her Sturgis sat and watched as Harm poured himself another shot. The bottle was already half empty and they had only been there an hour. My mother? Wow, something big must have happened for Harm to be reacting this way. Undeterred, Sturgis countered, "Because when it comes to you, everything has to do her. Shot glass stalled at his lips, Harm sat deep in thought again, and Sturgis saw something akin to pain flash in his friends eyes. Then he snorted in disgust. Frowning, Sturgis asked the now burning question. What happened? Need anything else? Sturgis eyed the young blonde behind the counter. Never taking his eyes off the waitress Harm answered, "What does it look like, Sturg? She had a nice smile, Harm thought to himself. Here was a woman, right in front of him that, by the looks of it, was definitely interested. Why not pursue it? And the one he wanted was no longer available, he thought bitterly. As she walked away, tossing a suggestive wink at Harm over her shoulder, Sturgis again tried to reach his friend. You going to take that girl home? What the hell does Mac have anything to do with me wanting to get laid? Not only is a one night stand dangerous, are you willing to give up everything you could have with Mac just to have meaningless sex with a total stranger? Punching a finger into his chest, Harm growled, "This is none of your business, Sturgis. Back the fuck off! Shaking his head in disgust, Sturgis threw some bills on the bar and finished off the one he had. Grabbing his cover he turned to go. Sturgis turned back to stare at him intently. Before Harm could even gather up the strength to follow after him, Beth was back, offering him another drink and something more Clayton Webb looked at the woman that sat in a crumpled heap, propped up against the brick building, her phone still clutched tightly in her hand.. She was soaked through, her clothes plastered to her body When she finally noticed him, her eyes meeting his, they were devoid of any life. The thought enraged him. There was only one explanation, and by God he was going to kill Harmon Rabb for doing this to her. Mac saw the fire and fury in his eyes, and for a moment was almost jealous of it. She wanted to feel. She wanted to be angry again. She wanted that fury back. She wanted to pound her fists into his flesh, to feel him break under her wrath Not for that; not for anything. Before she realized he had moved, Webb was bending down in front of her, his hand gently brushing the wet strands of hair off her forehead, before cupping her cheek tenderly. What did he do to you? His feather light touch and softly spoken words barely registered as her eyes stared vacantly back at him. In the next instant she was being lifted into his arms. Quickly wiping the tears and rain water from his eyes, Harm managed to stand, his wobbly legs threatening to give out on him at any time. Making his way back to his apartment his mind worked furiously, trying to figure out what to do next. As he reached the alley he noticed her car for the first time and his heart lurched in his chest. Walking over to it he ran his hand over the hood of the sleek sports car, the water gliding off in a downward slope. It also brought back all the guilt. The war raged on as Harm walked up the steps, not bothering to wait for the elevator up to his floor. Reaching his door he noticed it slightly ajar. The lights were still off, the only light coming from the harsh glare of the hallway light. Relief flooded through him when he realized that he was alone. Closing the door behind him Harm walked over to the island counter sitting down heavily on one of the stools, staring off into space. His mind was consumed with all of his memories of this evening floating around in his head: Almost sick to his stomach, Harm glanced over at the couch. That was what he had wanted, right? Yeah, he had done it. He had taken what was so freely offered all the while knowing it was wrong, and with it he had sacrificed everything worth anything in his life. There had been no intimacy, no emotion with Beth. It was a desperate act, an act to banish the hurt he had felt knowing that Mac had moved on, that she had chosen Webb. It was a foreign feeling to him, shame. Not the guilt; guilt was a constant companion in his life. Guilt had been a result of almost every major event of his life. He was used to screwing up. He had always counted on being able to come out on top, to be able to talk his way out of anything, to pull the proverbial rabbit out of his hat. His behavior was disgusting, and that alone he could not forgive himself, let alone expect her to. Ready for him. Ready for them. She had made a decision and there was love and an unmistakable longing there Harm had never seen such pain on another human being before. Just as before, Harm and Sarah barely registered the words that were being said, as they shared their joy with their extended family. Keeping with some traditions they did cut the cake and smear it all over each other's face. The Admiral cut the soft music playing in the background on the out door speakers and called everyone to attention. As my gift to the new couple I picked out this song for them. And as my last order to Harm, he has to dance with his new wife. Congratulations you two, well done. With that the soft beat of Steve's Wonders' "I Believe" came over the sound system. Slowly the couple danced with each other as they listened to the words, seemingly written just for them. Knowing that the couple needed to leave early in the morning for their honeymoon, people started leaving early, helping to clean up on their way out. Harm and Mac had decided to just go down to the shore for a few days before coming back and finishing up the work on the house. Now that everything was put away and everyone finally gone, Harm and Mac got ready for bed. When Mac emerged from the bathroom, she found her sexy husband sitting on the bed in just his boxers smiling at her. Plus, Harm, you and Frank bought the house, let me just do this one thing," and with that they came to a stop in front of the extra, empty bedroom. However, when Harm looked inside, he could see it was not empty. Inside hanging from the ceiling was a mobile with little airplanes hanging off of it. Just In All Stories: New Stories: Updated Crossovers: New Crossovers: Story Story Writer Forum Community. Harm and Mac have to find a way to tell everyone of their new relationship. This part is adults only! Secrets AN: This part is the longest by far, but I had a lot to accomplish. Should I…" Harm didn't have to finish the question as Mac silenced him with a kiss. But what are you doing all the way over there, and already dressed? In my office, now! Taking the next few moments to brace herself she heard a knock on her door and yelled "Enter. You know you can't call me that in the office. I was trying to make you smile. I am assigning you to her office for the next three weeks. They are reviewing…" "Mac. Let's just forget about it tonight. I got you a steak for dinner if you are hungry. But what are you going to eat? Finally coming over to the dark side? I grabbed some salmon. You have a phone call. It sounds a bit familiar but he never gives a name and seems to be calling from a cell phone with a bad connection…" "Hmmm…" Singer mused as she walked away. Inside the office Mac picked up the phone, "MacKenzie. I'll talk to you after I talk to the realtor. I decided it's time to grow up. I'm ready to settle down and move on. I haven't gotten that far yet. Now, c'mon we have to get going. A house? Although, I can believe the moving on part. He also seemed up for the idea of making his position on the Hill more permanent. That might be the perfect place to break our news to everyone…" "Speaking of news…I had an interesting conversation with Bobbi this afternoon. Plus, I thought you couldn't stand the Hill. The water is getting cold, why don't we reconvene in the bedroom…" "Sounds like a plan, Sailor. What can I do for you? Nervously, Harm asked, "Sir? I wish you all the best. There was not a dry eye in the yard as the couple concluded their dance with a tender kiss. With a chuckle she said, "C'mon, Flyboy, come with me. But I didn't get you anything. End of Secrets. Should I continue with the series? The author would like to thank you for your continued support. Your review has been posted..

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Her feet found the floor once more and she stood to rid his body of the redundant material. She pushed the boxers onto the floor and began her movement back up his body. She raked her nails along his legs, paying careful Adult jag fan fiction to alternately massage and scrap along the extremely sensitive skin on the inside of his thighs. As she moved further up she tried not to focus on his hardened length; that would come later. Knowing the lace would do things to him which should be here, Mac slid her body along his, ensuring enough friction was made at the most sensitive points.

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Mac helped him in this simple task and soon her panties were laying somewhere near his discarded boxers. He pulled back momentarily realising it only left her bra. He reached behind her to unclasp it and gently pulled the straps down over her arms, instantly releasing her breasts from their confinement. He swallowed hard. He had often imagined what she would look like but not even his in wildest dreams, and he'd had many over the years, had she ever looked so beautiful, so hot, so…so…phenomenal.

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She pulled him towards her then hoisted herself up onto him, securing herself with her long legs wrapped around his waist. Instantly, Harm's arms surrounded her, slowly he turned them around and headed back to the bed.

His lips searching for hers as her hands held his head in place to secure her lips to his. When his knees hit the mattress, he moved to kneel on the bed and place her in the middle of the king-sized bed. Slowly, he lowered her down but even Adult jag fan fiction her back hit the navy blue Adult jag fan fiction, her legs remained firmly attached to him.

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