Title: Ministry moment
Rating: PG-13
Characters/Pairings: Chris/Mad Dog
Summary: Mad Dog tries to express himself to the only woman he loves
Disclaimer: I claim no ownership. Ministry belongs to Lara J Phillips
Author's Notes: Kind of fluff. Ministry has been so dark lately that I thought I'd try a lighter moment. Mad Dog and Chris have this really cool relationship where he's trying to pretend it's platonic but she knows it's not and is always teasing him, trying to get him to admit his attraction to her.

Mad Dog studied Chris gleaming under the shower, the water caressing her breasts. Under her uniform, breasts bound and hair slicked back, she looked like the boy everyone else thought she was. But here and now…..

Mad Dog looked away, hoping she didn't know what he was thinking. Pull yourself together man, he told himself, she trusts you not to b a jackass-

"M.D., can you scrub my back? There's a spot I can't reach," Chris' voice called.

Her back – athletic yet feminine, the curve of it softly seductive as if waiting for a man to grasp her waist.

"No," was the only reply he could think of," I ain't your damn slave."

Chris giggled in reply, as if knowing how uncomfortable she was making him. It was a game of theirs – Chris teasing him, Mad Dog resisting her advances–

"C'mon, "pouted Chris.

"No."

"Fine, pass me a towel then."

For a moment she stood in front of him, naked as the day she was born and just within reach. Then she grabbed the outstretched towel from him, giggling.

"I'm going to get dressed," she purred," the let's go to Jacob's Ladder. Coming?"

Just about, he thought.

"Nah," muttered Mad Dog," I'm gonna take a shower first."

"Oh, a nice hot one?"

"No, a long, cold one."

He could hear Chris' teasing laughter all the way down the corridor.

The End.

Apollo whispered, "Happy Valentine's Day."

Midnighter gave him a look before grumbling, "You better not be expecting chocolate or flowers or any of that other corporate bullshit they sell for this holiday."

Apollo merely chuckled before claiming his lips in another kiss. One kiss turned into two and soon Apollo was on top him, grinding their hips together. Apollo pulled back and whispered, "No need. The only thing you need to give me is right here."

Sleep could wait until tomorrow.