On IG lilmsayerscommaliz suggested a Disruption for 'Angels 30' workout scene.
Okay here's what we got... Hope you enjoy! ;-)
Angels 30
Harm was watching her, Mac could sense the intense heat of his gaze as she lay prone on the hamstring extension machine. Each time she rose her legs her six would contract and that was exactly what he'd been watching.
Mac rolled her eyes, he could be such a guy sometimes. "Officer and a gentleman my ass."
"What was that?" Harm had been taking swings at a punching bag stopping only to watch her leg muscles tighten along with her six. He knew he'd been caught and resumed punching the heavy bag in front of him.
"It's nothing...Just you seemed to appreciate my form a little too much."
He took a final swing and then stopped the bag from moving. Despite their current location and the inappropriateness of it all, he couldn't resist flirting with her. "Well...there's a lot of nice things about your form, Major."
"Well... there's a lot of nice things about your form as well, Commander. Particularly your upper body." Which had filled out since she last called him stick boy. He was chiseled, as was evident when his white t-shirt stretched across his chest each time Harm lowered the weighted bar. She'd enjoyed the show from above, "spotting" as he effortlessly raised and lowered the weights.
"It's my lower body that gets the most compliments." He waggled his eyebrows, insinuating his innuendo was nothing more than their banter. Harm waited for Mac to red light him and laugh off his idiotic joke.
Instead, she turned the tables and stepped towards him. Given the confines of the ship's gym, kissing Harm was completely out of the question but, Mac needed to make her intentions crystal clear. She ran a finger down his chest and stopped to hook them on the dog tags that had slipped out of his shirt. "I wouldn't mind seeing your lower body."
"You're not gonna red light me?" He was surprised but then, they were well past traffic signals.
Mac released the tags from her fingers, letting them fall onto his. "Nope and when we get back to Washington there won't be a traffic light in sight, sailor." She winked at him and the turned towards the exit, knowing his gaze was back on her six.