Hey, this is a 2-chapter one shot of Harm and Mac fluff!
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0830 Zulu
Harm's Apartment
North of Union Station
Friday Morning
Harm woke up to an empty bed. He stiffened as he looked around and didn't see or hear the shower going. "Mac, honey?" He called again. His heart started racing when she answer. He started to get up, but when he smelt bacon cooking he let out a sigh of relief. He was so happy they took a day off to just relax, because of all the cases they had been having.
He got up and walked out to the kitchen and walked up to her and poked her square in the sides. She squeaked, giggled, and leaned into his warm strong arms, but he kept his arms behind his back. "Please, Harm, I want your arms around me."
"I want a good-morning kiss." He grinned.
"But I want your arms around me. Please, please, please, I really really want your arms around me." She begged like a five year old begging for a piece of candy.
He smiled, "It's nice to know you like my arms around you, but..." he changed his tone to teasing and playful, "they'll go around you, as soon as I get my good-morning kiss. "
She grinned sweetly and closed the distance left between them, in a sweet kiss, that left them both breathless. They parted slightly for air, but quickly sealed their lips together again. She wrapped her arms around his neck to pull him closer. He did as she asked him before and wrapped his arms tightly around her. Again they both pulled away breathless from their intense kiss.
"That...never gets old." Mac giggled.
He kissed her forehead, "Of course it doesn't! It never will. I love you, honey."
"I love you too, flyboy." She tried to move back to the stove to finish breakfast, but he didn't let her. "Harm, I want to finish breakfast. Don't you want to eat?"
"You said you wanted to be in my arms, so now I'm not letting you go."
"Harrrrrm!" She whined.
"Whaaaaat?" He whined back, teasing her.
Mac laughed and draped her arms loosely over his shoulders. He looked down at her, just gazing into her beautiful eyes. He dropped a tiny kiss on her nose; "You're driving me crazy! Not to mention up the wall."
He flashed her his gorgeous smile, "But you love every second of it, sexy." He added very seductively, "don't you, baby?" He leaned down to kiss her neck.
"Uh, I don't...know, maybe." She gasped when he kissed a sensitive spot; she never knew was there. He focused on that spot, kissing and softly nibbling it. He had her weak-kneed in his arms for a few minutes. He finally went back to her mouth and she gave in.
"Man, how do you always manage to make me weak-kneed by giving me your smile or kissing me, or something."
"I don't know. I guess I just have a..." He kissed her, "good charm and..." He kissed her again, "good talent." He kissed her once again, but passionately.
2030 Zulu
Harm's Apartment
North of Union Station
Harm was on the couch with Mac in his arms. They were watching "Pretty Woman" on some channel. Harm started lazily tracing circles on the back of Mac's neck and Mac started giggling, "Does that tickle? Do you want me to stop?" He asked softly.
"Yes, it does, but no, I don't want you to stop. It feels good." She leaned into it and he continued. He did that for a few minutes then suddenly, he started kissing the back of her neck and she moaned a little and leaned into him even more. He hit her sensitive spot, but instead of nibbling it like he normally did, he placed feather-like kisses on the spot and Mac moaned more and leaned into it.
It was getting to a good part in the movie and Harm was distracting her a little, "Uh, Harm...that's um..."
"What? Distracting you?" He asked seductively as he blew in her ear, making her squeal. "Is someone trying to watch a movie?" He teased and kept nibbling and kissing the one particular spot.
Mac kept moaning quietly in pleasure. Every once in a while, he would kiss or nibble it just the right way and send Mac flying into either a puddle of jell-O, in which she was weak in his arms, or send her into a endless giggles.
"Ooohhh! I think you've officially found all of my weaknesses…and I mean all of them."
He kissed her behind her ear, "Including there." She tried to block her ear so he couldn't kiss it so he gently dug into her side with his fingers wiggling. She quickly squirmed in his lap, trying to escape, but couldn't go anywhere because he had his arms around her.
"HAHAHAHAHA!! Harm...please don't!" She laughed. She tried to pull his hand away, but was getting too weak to do so. He poked her all up and down her side, while hitting all her most ticklish spots on that one side. Somehow she made him stop. She didn't know how because she couldn't form sentences. "Jesus, Harm! You can use tickling against me to get information out of me!" She quickly turned her head and pointed a warning finger at him, "Don't get any ideas."
He grinned evilly, "Just remember I have deadly fingers and know how to use them when I want to know something. All I have to do is poke u a little here..." He poked her under her arm and she giggled and she tried to fight him, "...right here..." He poked her side and she giggled more, "...or right here..." He gently squeezed her waist and she went into silent giggles. "...And I can get you to say anything I want."
"Oh you won't be able to get just anything out of me." She said trying to catch her breath.
"Oh really? You want to bet?"
"Uh...heh heh...no because I know I'm wrong!" She admitted, giggling.
Harm laughed along with her.
"Geez, Harm, you know more about me than I do. Truthfully, I had no idea I was that ticklish until you came along."
"Nobody tickled you when you were younger?" He gave her a questioning look.
"Nope."
"Ha, you should be glad you didn't know me when you were younger."
"Why?"
"Because I was a lot worse when I was younger."
"How were you a lot worse?"
"Because all the girlfriends that I had I would tickle without Mercy, but with you, you just have to beg a couple times and then I stop and you're the only one I tickle now." He joked.
"Oh aren't I the lucky one!" She teased a look at him.
Harm grinned then flashed her his smile, "In a way, you are, but I know you love it when I tickle you, sweetie!"
"Oh yea! I just love it to death!" She teased.
"You know I can get it out of you so I don't know why you don't just admit it."
"But I know you won't get it out of me."
"Yes…I…will…" He said each word slowly and as he said it, he lowered his hand to her side. She tried to slide down, out of his arms, but he held her steady. She tried to squirm away and his hand wasn't even touching her yet. She was already giggling.
"I didn't even touch you yet."
She giggled even more, "I know."
"Then why are you giggling?" He ever so lightly poked her side. She burst into uncontrollable laughs and he went at her side and under her arm. "So the light touches get you more, huh?" He teased. "I'll have to remember that." He took his finger and very lightly dragged his finger across the back of her neck and she scrunched her head back. "See, I can tell you like it when I tickle you."
"How can you tell?"
"Because first you don't have me pinned to the floor because you don't like it, second you don't get mad at me when I do tickle you…"
"Yea true, I don't get mad at you." She cut him off.
He grinned, "…And third you don't pull away. Well like you do pull away, but you don't struggle too hard."
"Yea, everything you just said is very true."
"See, I think you do like it." He said flirtatiously. He leaned in close to her ear and whispered softly, "Admit it sexy, you like it when I tickle you."
"Oooh God, Harm. That tickles."
"What tickles…this?" He blew in her ear. Everything he was doing was quickly turning her into Jell-O. He kissed her ear and Mac just sank into his arms.
They sat for a while and just watched the movie, then, Mac got the sudden urge to go to the bathroom, "Harm, as much as I hate to say this, I have to get up to go to the bathroom."
"Okay make it quick, or you're gonna be sorry." He looked at her through the corner of his eye and she did the same and they gave each other a flirtatious grin. She went to the bathroom and when she came back, he opened his arms immediately and played with her by poking her side, "You took too long!" She squealed and kissed him. When she pulled apart, "So a kiss makes you stop tickling me, does it? I'll have to remember that." She repeated his words from earlier.
"That was just because you caught me off guard."
"Uh-huh, sure!"
They both just laughed. She settled back into his arms and ended up falling asleep there.