*Random scene with Harm and Mac*
Mac is taking a summer afternoon nap. She had just got home from the community pool near Harm's apartment. Harm was still at work so she was somewhat disappointed that he wasn't there with her. Mac had the day off. She was lying comfortably on the couch. She still had her bathing suit on, but it was dry. She put her arms comfortable under her chin and fell asleep. Harm came home an hour and a half later from work to find Mac sleeping on the couch. Harm decided not to bother her yet. He put his stuff down and went to go change. He came back out when he was comfortable and saw Mac still on the couch. He sat on the edge of the couch and stared at her bareback. She was so beautiful when she slept, not to mention when she was awake too. He ran his fingers over her bareback, tracing the contours of her back. Her skin quivered under his touch. He kept tracing her back and hit a really really sensitive spot on her upper back and she bit her lip and moved her back a little, but he ran his finger over it again, causing her to giggle. He ran his fingers over her back, finding all her sensitive spots and Harm teased her.
"Someone's a little ticklish on her back." She giggled as he stuck to her sensitive spots and she didn't move. "So the major likes being tickled now?" He teased. He applied two hands and he killed her. "Uh-oh, I think she does like being tickled." He teased again, even though he knew she already did. He dropped a finger, from both hands, under her arms and she quickly hugged her arms to her side and he wiggled his finger under her arm and she tried so hard not to laugh. "Uh! Doesn't like that, does she?" She shook her head no and he grinned thinking of an idea. "Why don't we try here?" He skimmed his fingers down her sides, landing on her waist and she went nuts. "Uh! Hit the hot spot!" He squeezed her waist and sides and giggled up a storm. She tried to pull his hands away, but was too weak. He looked down her body and got two new ideas. "Let's try a new spot." He slowly went down to her knees. She squeaked and squealed and her legs shot up to block her knees from his hands. That brought him to another idea, "Haha! I got your feet!" Mac went wide-eyed in the pillow. He loved to tickle and her feet were two of the most ticklish places on her body. Even though she loved to be tickled by him, she would never let her feet come in contact with his fingers-she would die laughing…literally, but she kind of had no choice. He had her feet and he wasn't letting go. She started jerking her feet to get away from his hands, but he had a firm grip. "Is someone really ticklish on her feet?" He asked as he quirked his eyebrow with amusement. She decided to try and lie, but she knew it wasn't going to work.
"No not really." But she had that certain sign in her voice that told him she was lying, but he decided to play along with her.
"Then why are you struggling to get away from me?"
"Because." She giggled.
"Well I think you are. Maybe I should find out for myself." He said with an evil glare in his eyes and voice when she looked at him. She watched his fingers get closer to her foot and she tried to get away. His fingers made the smallest lightest touch to her foot and she started giggling up a storm. He touched her foot in a couple different places to get an idea of where exactly she was ticklish. He was just poking her feet and she was in a giggling fit. Finally to catch her off guard, he paused for her anticipation, and she thought he was going to be nice and stop, but he just started tickling her feet and Mac was gone. She was already laughing up a storm and he had just touched her feet. "Well, well, well, she is ticklish on her feet." He ran his finger over the back of her toes and she tried begging him to stop, but she couldn't form a sentence. She tried so hard to pull her foot away, but his grip was too strong. "So the colonel lied to me, huh? She really is ticklish on her feet. Now she's really gonna get it!" He ran his ginger in a squiggly line over her arch and she practically screamed as she laughed. He made feather-like touches and she went into silent laughter.
"St..*laughing*..st..*laughing*..Hahahahahahhahaharm..*laughing*..c..*laughing*..can't..*laughing*..bre..*laughing*..bre..*laughing*..breathe."
"Are you gonna lie to me again?" He played with her as he continued to tickle her.
"N..*laughing*..n..*laughing*..no! I..*laughing*..w..*laughing*..wo..*laughing*..won't!"
He stopped, but she couldn't stop laughing, "Oh, so you want to laugh now? Well I'll just keep tickling you then. How I try your sides again?" He touched her sides and she tried to stop laughing, but she couldn't. She was just too ticklish and she was in the wrong hands.
"O..*laughing*..ok..*laughing*..I'll st..*laughing*..op laughing!"
He stopped and she sat up. He sat by her on the couch, putting his arms around her, "I missed you today."
Mac laughed, "I missed you too. And thanks for what you just did, I needed a few laughs."
Harm laughed, "You're welcome, baby." He looked at her with a mischievous grin on his face, "Anytime, sweetheart…"
The End! I know, it's short, but I hope you like it!
