Conversations: The Conference Room
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JAG CONFERENCE ROOM 0928 ZULU
Harm: (Entering the room and locking the doors) So, what exactly ARE we doing in here, anyway? (Smiles seductively)
Mac: Did you get every key to this room? Harm: Yep. (walks around the table and presses a button under the chair that Admiral Chegwidden uses during staff call.) And now, nobody can see us, or hear us.
Mac: Sound proofing?
Harm: (Pulling Mac closer to him) Uh huh. (They kiss)
Mac: (In between kisses) Well.what.shall.we.do.?
Harm: (Stopping for breath) I can think of a few things.
Mac: (Whispering SEDUCTIVELY) (A/N: *Swoon* Take me now, marine) Really. do tell.
Harm lets out a small moan as Mac begins to grind against him. Both of them are getting VERY aroused at this point.
Harm: (gasping) What are you trying to do, Ninja-girl, kill me?
Mac: (still whispering) If I died now, I'd die the happiest woman in the world.
Harm: (moaning) Oh god, Sarah, if you don't stop now, I'm going to.
Mac: (pulling away, and starting to undress herself) Uh uh flyboy, I want you inside me first.
Harm: (Breathless) I think that can be arranged.
Harm and Mac strip, and well. The rest is XXX rated. (A/N: If you want to read that, e-mail me privately.)
JAG CONFERENCE ROOM 1318 ZULU
The afternoon finds our fave couple lying naked on the conference room table, just now beginning to wake up.
Mac: (Sleepily) Hey Squid-boy.
Harm: (Awakened by the noise) Hey Jarhead-girl. (Looks around) Oh man, what time is it?
Mac: I don't know, you made my internal clock go all haywire.
Harm: (Getting off Mac) After the third or fourth time?
Mac: (Getting up) Depends, do you mean, yesterday, last night, before work this morning, or after we locked ourselves in here?
Harm: (Grabbing his uniform) All of them, I guess.
Mac: (Putting her greens back on) Well, it was the first time in all cases.
Harm: Thanks for the compliment, I think.
Mac: Only you Squid.
Harm: Only I what?
Mac: Only you (a) make my internal clock go haywire and (b) take that knowledge as a compliment.
Harm: Not to change the subject, but ummmm. we haven't actually gone out on an actual DATE yet.
Mac: Are you trying to ask me out, flyboy?
Harm: Yes.
Mac: When will you be picking me up?
Harm: 1830, formal attire is requested.
Mac: Great. Anything else you want to ask me?
Harm: Have I told you how much I'm in love with you?
Mac: Not since we got here this morning.
Harm: Far too long a time period. (Gets down on his knees in front of Mac) I love you, Sarah Mackenzie, now and forever. Eternity is not how long I want you to wait, but how long I want this to last. I'd give up anything, JAG, Tomcats, the NAVY, anything, just for you, only for you Sarah.
Mac: (Unshed tears in her eyes, and a big happy smile on her face) Are you trying to propose flyboy?
Harm: (Standing up again and holding her as close has he can) I would, but the ring I want to give you is still out in Belleville, and Grandma Sarah has one condition on my getting it, well two, but the first one is not a problem.
Mac: What conditions?
Harm: One, you have to be the person I give it to, and Two, I have to propose to you out at the farm.
Mac: So why are we here, not there?
Harm: Because I want to get this right. If I screw this up, I not only lose the love of my life, but my best friend along with her.
Mac: Harm, you'll never lose me, unless you plan on cheating on me in the future.
Harm: Never. The only woman who ever held a candle to you died a long time ago.
Mac: Diane.
Harm: Yes. The reason I never told you I was in love with you sooner, is that I wanted to be sure I loved you for YOU, not who you look like. I love you, because of who you are. The most beautiful, funny, intelligent woman, most loyal partner, and the most tough-as-nails marine I have ever had the pleasure of working with. NOT, because you and Diane shared the same facial structure.
Mac: Would you have said you loved me if it were otherwise?
Harm: No.
Mac: Good. Oh, Harm, just for the record: I love you too flyboy. (She pulls him down for a kiss)
Harm: (Breathless AGAIN) Uh Mac, not that I don't appreciate what you're doing, but we DO have work to do, and we DID miss lunch.
Mac: Do we have to go? (Her stomach rumbles)
Harm: (Grinning) Yes, we do. Not even God can deal with a marine who goes too long without food.
Mac: I'd hit you if that wasn't a true statement, Squid.
They both take keys to the room and exit, locking the door behind them.
A/N: Sorry this chapter took so long to get posted. Real Life has kicked in big time. Oh well. You know reviews might make the next installment come faster. Tell ya what, you guys tell me what you want to see happen next, and I'll try my best to get it written faster.
JAG CONFERENCE ROOM 0928 ZULU
Harm: (Entering the room and locking the doors) So, what exactly ARE we doing in here, anyway? (Smiles seductively)
Mac: Did you get every key to this room? Harm: Yep. (walks around the table and presses a button under the chair that Admiral Chegwidden uses during staff call.) And now, nobody can see us, or hear us.
Mac: Sound proofing?
Harm: (Pulling Mac closer to him) Uh huh. (They kiss)
Mac: (In between kisses) Well.what.shall.we.do.?
Harm: (Stopping for breath) I can think of a few things.
Mac: (Whispering SEDUCTIVELY) (A/N: *Swoon* Take me now, marine) Really. do tell.
Harm lets out a small moan as Mac begins to grind against him. Both of them are getting VERY aroused at this point.
Harm: (gasping) What are you trying to do, Ninja-girl, kill me?
Mac: (still whispering) If I died now, I'd die the happiest woman in the world.
Harm: (moaning) Oh god, Sarah, if you don't stop now, I'm going to.
Mac: (pulling away, and starting to undress herself) Uh uh flyboy, I want you inside me first.
Harm: (Breathless) I think that can be arranged.
Harm and Mac strip, and well. The rest is XXX rated. (A/N: If you want to read that, e-mail me privately.)
JAG CONFERENCE ROOM 1318 ZULU
The afternoon finds our fave couple lying naked on the conference room table, just now beginning to wake up.
Mac: (Sleepily) Hey Squid-boy.
Harm: (Awakened by the noise) Hey Jarhead-girl. (Looks around) Oh man, what time is it?
Mac: I don't know, you made my internal clock go all haywire.
Harm: (Getting off Mac) After the third or fourth time?
Mac: (Getting up) Depends, do you mean, yesterday, last night, before work this morning, or after we locked ourselves in here?
Harm: (Grabbing his uniform) All of them, I guess.
Mac: (Putting her greens back on) Well, it was the first time in all cases.
Harm: Thanks for the compliment, I think.
Mac: Only you Squid.
Harm: Only I what?
Mac: Only you (a) make my internal clock go haywire and (b) take that knowledge as a compliment.
Harm: Not to change the subject, but ummmm. we haven't actually gone out on an actual DATE yet.
Mac: Are you trying to ask me out, flyboy?
Harm: Yes.
Mac: When will you be picking me up?
Harm: 1830, formal attire is requested.
Mac: Great. Anything else you want to ask me?
Harm: Have I told you how much I'm in love with you?
Mac: Not since we got here this morning.
Harm: Far too long a time period. (Gets down on his knees in front of Mac) I love you, Sarah Mackenzie, now and forever. Eternity is not how long I want you to wait, but how long I want this to last. I'd give up anything, JAG, Tomcats, the NAVY, anything, just for you, only for you Sarah.
Mac: (Unshed tears in her eyes, and a big happy smile on her face) Are you trying to propose flyboy?
Harm: (Standing up again and holding her as close has he can) I would, but the ring I want to give you is still out in Belleville, and Grandma Sarah has one condition on my getting it, well two, but the first one is not a problem.
Mac: What conditions?
Harm: One, you have to be the person I give it to, and Two, I have to propose to you out at the farm.
Mac: So why are we here, not there?
Harm: Because I want to get this right. If I screw this up, I not only lose the love of my life, but my best friend along with her.
Mac: Harm, you'll never lose me, unless you plan on cheating on me in the future.
Harm: Never. The only woman who ever held a candle to you died a long time ago.
Mac: Diane.
Harm: Yes. The reason I never told you I was in love with you sooner, is that I wanted to be sure I loved you for YOU, not who you look like. I love you, because of who you are. The most beautiful, funny, intelligent woman, most loyal partner, and the most tough-as-nails marine I have ever had the pleasure of working with. NOT, because you and Diane shared the same facial structure.
Mac: Would you have said you loved me if it were otherwise?
Harm: No.
Mac: Good. Oh, Harm, just for the record: I love you too flyboy. (She pulls him down for a kiss)
Harm: (Breathless AGAIN) Uh Mac, not that I don't appreciate what you're doing, but we DO have work to do, and we DID miss lunch.
Mac: Do we have to go? (Her stomach rumbles)
Harm: (Grinning) Yes, we do. Not even God can deal with a marine who goes too long without food.
Mac: I'd hit you if that wasn't a true statement, Squid.
They both take keys to the room and exit, locking the door behind them.
A/N: Sorry this chapter took so long to get posted. Real Life has kicked in big time. Oh well. You know reviews might make the next installment come faster. Tell ya what, you guys tell me what you want to see happen next, and I'll try my best to get it written faster.