A/N - I'm not going to leave you guys hanging forever.
Harm stood and just watched as Mac walked up into the bedroom. All his senses where suddenly in over drive. He had never had any woman do anything like this. He started walking slowly up to the stairs, he looked up at his bed - no Mac so he walked up and started looking around. He stoped when he saw her standing beside the entrance to the bathroom.
She moved from the bathroom over to Harm, slowly unzipping the jacket as she walked, she let it slide slightly off her shoulders and just hang open. Harm felt his breathing quicken up. He had never in life seen anything as sexy as his Marine that was now standing in front of him. He looked her over, he wanted to seal this moment in his memory. She had nothing on but his jacket and Marine green underwear.
"Salior I think one of us is a bit over dressed, let me take care of that for you. After all I need lots of maintenance."
Mac grabbed ahold of his jacket and pulled apart the lapels, releaseing the buttons. She push the jacket to the ground, next she loosened his neck tie and tossed it to the floor with his jacket. She ran her hands down his shirt coverd chest, stoping at his waist and pulling his shirt free. She started at the bottom slowly undoing each button, while still looking into his eyes. Once she reached the top button, she took both her hands and push apart his shirt pushing it off his shoulders and pulling it down his arms to the ground.
"Sarah your killing me here."
"I'm not quite done with you yet."
She went back to his waist band and pulled his undershirt free inching it up his chest, Harm stoped her with his hand. He grabbed his shirt and pulled it over his head. She just smirked at him, then she took ahold of his belt loops and walked him over to the bed. Slowly she undid his his belt buckle along with his button and zipper, working his pants down his hips to the ground. Harm stepped out of his pants and toed off his shoes and socks.
All he now had on was his white boxer shorts. Mac looked him over. "I think your ready to service me now Salior!"
"I'm at your service Ma'am!"
Mac laid down on the bed still wearing the flight jacket, she watched as Harm moved to lay on top of her. "God I've never seen anything as beautiful as you look right now."
Mac wrapped her arms around his neck , then took both her legs and wrapped them around his waist, pulling him down on her. "Make love to me Harm."
A couple of hours later, Mac laid on Harms chest running her hand up and down the smooth loved feeling his toned muscles under her hand. As long as she lived she knew she could never get enough of him. He looked down at the woman in his arms, she was everything to him, everything he wanted and more. He was finally getting his life right.
"I love you so much Sarah!"
"I love you too, I think i always have. I just never wanted to admit it out loud, I guess part of me was afraid that you only saw me as 'good ole Mac - just one of the guys'."
"Trust me I never saw you as 'one of the guys' - I was afraid you only saw me as just your friend nothing more."
"I'm going to share something with you. Tonight was a fantasy of mine, the first time I saw in your flight jacket. I want to rip it off of you and jump you. But then I started fantasizing what it would be like to wear it for you."
"You have a very vivid imagination. I have to say thou - I like it very much."
Mac snuggled deeper into his chest.. "I have other fantasy's too."
"Really? Now you've got me curious!"
"I'm going to save those for another time."
"You know I don't think I'll ever be able to wear this jacket again and not think of you in it."
Mac smiled - "Really - what would happen if I was to put on your flight suit?"
Harm looked down at the woman in his arms, "Let's just say - you'd give it a whole new meaning."
"Ummmm..."
"Just what are you thinking Colonel?"
"All in due time Commander.. Your aircraft needs some more maintenance get my drift." Mac moved to get on top of Harm, she then leaned down to his ear. "After all we don't what to make grandma Sarah wait too long"
0620 Zulu
Harm's Apartment
North of Union Station
Mac woke up to the smell of coffee brewing, she got up and went on search of something to put on. She picked up Harms white shirt he had been wearing the night before, sliped it on and buttoned up a few of the button. She made her way down the stairs to kitchen and over to her Salior. She walked up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist running her hands up and down his chest. He turned around wrapping his arms around her and lifting her up on the cabinet. They stood in each other embrace.
"I don't want to go into the office today."
"I know Sarah.. but we have to." He looked at what she had put on. "God your going to make it impossible for me to be able to wear any of my uniforms"
"I can always take it off!"
"If you do that we'll never make it out of here."
"You do make an excellent point counselor."
Harm took a long deep breath. "We really should get ready."
"I know but I really don't want to." Harm helped Mac down off the counter and both walked hand and hand back up stairs to get ready for work.