A/N: Ok Author learned her lesson last night, not to post pairs other than Harm/Mac. Sorry that story screamed the Admiral to me. We're back to Harm and Mac, but not beta'd because I'm exhausted. All mistakes are my own.

Snuggle Sleep

It's O'dark thirty when Harm's plane finally lands at Andrews. He is just returning from a two-week TDY to the Patrick Henry. He had originally gone out there just to do his quals, but ended up having to extend because Captain Ingalls was short on available pilots. The ship had received a bad batch of poultry and half the pilots had come down with salmonella poisoning, which Harm also had to stay to investigate. Since Harm was a vegetarian and hadn't eaten the chicken, Ingalls took advantage in more than one aspect. He gained both a pilot and an investigator for a couple of days. Instead of being able to fly back home after two days, Harm had spent several hours monitoring the no-fly zone. He missed Mac so much that he decides to go straight to her apartment, and just leave really early in the morning from there to be able to get himself presentable for his meeting with the Admiral. He really hates having to go in on a Saturday. Even though the investigation into the poisoning found that there was no foul play, it came wrong from the distributor, he still had a report to file and had to check back into JAG. It will at least give Tiner a jump start on his travel reimbursement vouchers.

He is thoroughly exhausted, but not from the traveling. He rarely used to suffer from insomnia, but he has found in the last few months since him and Mac finally got together in the physical sense, that he no longer sleeps very well without her soft body curled up against him. He's tried using a body pillow with a spritz of her perfume on it when he is home and she is away. It helps a little, but it just isn't her. He realizes that he sounds like a sap, but that's what happens when you are in love. When he is the one away it is worse, as the BOQ accommodations do not include large pillows and he can't cram one in his sea bag. Heck a body pillow won't even fit with him in a rack of the carrier, he barely has enough room for himself. He could have asked one of his squadron buddies for an extra mattress from an open rack but that would have brought on a lot of needling at his expense. He somehow doubts that even being with her really here next to him tonight that he will get much sleep.

Harm looks down at the sleeping beauty draped across his chest, trying to figure out how he can slide out of bed without waking her. He tries shifting to the side, and she wraps her arm around his waist tighter, holding him to her.

He clasps that hand in his, lifts her arm and tries sliding again. She shakes her head against his chest, "No go."

He smiles, she becomes so playfully possessive of him in the early morning hours. He finds it endearing.

He reaches up and brushes a wayward hair behind her ear, "I have to go, Sweetie."

She drapes her leg over both of his and hooks her ankle behind his knee, "Mine."

Harm chuckles, "Yes, I'm yours. But I still have to drive over to my apartment, shower, and get a clean uniform so that I can turn my report in to the Admiral this morning"

Mac shakes her head in the negative, mumbling "Nuh uh. Closet."

Harm chuckles, "You want me to hide in the closet?"

Mac huffs, "Uniform in the closet"

Harm attempts to sit up, but he can only move his head since his legs and torso are currently trapped by a Marine maneuver. He teases, "I don't think your uniforms will fit me, Mac, and they are the wrong color."

She mumbles, "Yours too."

Harm glances over and sees his summer whites hanging directly next to her Class C uniform. He kisses the top of her head and runs his hands over her back which is only covered with a light sheet, ""When did one of my uniforms migrate to your closet?"

Mac shrugs her shoulder.

He prods, "Mac…?"

She yawns, and places a barely there kiss on his chest, "Stole it, missed you, smelled like you. Looks good in my closet. Looked good in my bed too, but I had to iron it afterwards."

Harm smiles, "I agree that it looks good in your closet. What do you mean it looked good in your bed?"

She confesses, "Wore the shirt to bed so that you were here with me."

Harm smiles, loving the fact that he isn't the only one who is a sap. He asks, "So, since I have a little extra time then, what did you have in mind?"

Mac rolls over on top of him fully, quickly kisses his lips, and wraps her arms behind his neck "Snuggle sleep"

Harm chuckles, "Is that you want to snuggle or you want to sleep?" His thoughts are running on a completely different flight plan with her naked body pressed so intimately against his.

She replies, "Both. I haven't been able to spoon with you in two weeks and I missed it. I'm also tired from the marathon we had last night, but it was well worth it. I like having your body wrapped around mine."

Harm sits up wrapping his legs around her as well, causing her to straddle his waist with her knees resting on the outsides of his thighs. She begins rocking herself against his gradually hardening member and he groans. He leans forward to kiss her slowly grasping his erection in his hand and leading it to her wet folds. He slides in a couple inches and she slides down the rest of the way until their pelvic bones are touching. The pause there for a minute savoring just how perfectly they fit together. He grins, "I love having your body wrapped around mine too."

Mac lays her head back on his chest, wrapping her arms around his biceps, snuggling back in. He chuckles, "Are you going to sleep on me?"

She smiles, "It's a win-win. I get my snuggle sleep, and I get to feel you moving inside me. It's perfect."

Harm rolls them over, still fully sheathed in warm depths, and tickles her sides. She smacks his hands away. He replies, "I would like you to participate as well, we can snuggle & sleep when we are sated."

In a move he didn't see coming, she flips them back over and holds his hand above his head, rotating her hips against him while clenching her inner muscles around his rock-hard shaft. He tries to thrust up to meet her, but her grip is making it difficult. She releases his hands, which he places on her hips, guiding them in the perfect rotation and rhythm to bring them both immense pleasures. It doesn't take long for her hips to begin twerking, losing all sense of direction and control, as he thrusts fast and shallow stroked into her welcoming depths. A few moments later, they are each crying out the other's name in ecstasy. Neither of them moves their lower bodies as mac falls against Harm's chest. They share a perfect kiss just before Mac whispers in his ear, "Love you ,flyboy. Snuggle sleep time."

Harm doesn't plan on moving until he absolutely has to. She is completely wrapped around him and he is completely wrapped around her. There is no better place to be then where they are.