11:27 Zulu
JAG Headquarters
Falls Church, VA
"Mm…Harm…I don't think we should…do this…here…oh god…" Mac gasped when Harm kissed her neck right below her ear. Harm trailed kisses to her collarbone then made his way up the other side of her neck.
"Why not? No one is going to see us."
"Harm, it's the break room, everyone is going to see us."
"Well…we can stop in a few minutes. You smell so good, I just want to kiss you." He sounded like a desperate little boy.
"Harm, if the gener…ooo…" Mac melted in his arms as he kissed where her jaw and neck met.
"Hmmm, looks like I found another weak spot." Harm nibbled the spot and Mac moaned. Then he flicked it with his tongue. He kissed her there then flicked it again.
"Uh-huh." Was all she could say, considering she couldn't think straight. "God you put me under such a spell when you're kissing me."
"Well that's called my charm, baby, and I thought you said it doesn't work on you."
"Well I wasn't exactly telling the truth when I said that and since when do you listen to me about your charm working on me?" He laughed and wrapped his arms tighter around her and she buried her head in his chest. "Ya know, it isn't exactly comfortable to snuggle in work clothes."
Mac laughed and Harm joined her, but he leaned to her ear and whispered, "But it is comfortable to kiss in work clothes." His breath against her ear made her giggle and move away from his lips. He kissed her ear then whispered something in her ear and she giggled again, "What? Does this…" he blew in her ear again, "…Tickle?"
"Yes…" She giggled more. She pleaded with him to stop and he finally did, moving to her lips. He kissed her and it was one hell of an earth-shattering kiss, one that made Mac's knees a little wobbly.