Michael walked through the door, his Capn' Jack Sparrow costume putting a swagger into his step.

Sara looked up at him, a naughty smile playing across her face.

"Ohhh… you gonna make me walk the plank, Capn'?"

It was Halloween and this was her first glimpse of the dirty pirate. She had to admit he looked dashing, and sexy.

"I just might do that, Darlin'," he drawled in his best Cap'n Jack voice.

She laughed and set aside the bowl of candy she had been rifling through. She had been craving dark chocolate for the last two months. She had to admit being pregnant did have its advantages.

Right now she suddenly found herself craving something else. She hopped up and sidled over to him, her own swagger present as she moved her still lithe body closer. The only weight she had gained thus far had gone straight to her bust to Michael's delight.

He grinned down at them now in their tight little black push up bra; she had been getting dressed when he sauntered in. He ran a finger along the tops of them and she sucked in her breath marveling in the fact he could still take her breath away even after five years of marriage.

"So, you gonna surrender the booty, doctor, or do I have to use brute force?"

Her hands went up at this as her lips formed a little surprised oh. "My, my, but you do dress down well. I think I like this dirty pirate side of you, Scofield."

She pressed against him and grazed his lips with her own, her tongue snaking out to lick at his bottom lip before moving away.

She felt his hot eyes follow her across the room as she made her way to the bed where she sprawled across it and looked up at him invitingly.

"Well shiver me timbers," he growled and started unbuttoning his shirt.

Sara watched each button coming undone and then the shirt hit the floor. His inked skin was muscular, and the images she had long since memorized never failed to make her heart race.

Smiling sexily she held out her hand. He reached and grabbed it, so she pulled him down next to her.

"Is there a map on here somewhere...does it lead to some treasure?" She teased as her fingers trailed over him.

"Maybe," he grinned, "but you'll have to torture it out of me, savvy?"

Sara laughed throatily, "Oh I savvy alright; I savvy completely."

She giggled softly as his lips found her neck.