Fun

Mac flopped onto her back and draped an arm over her eyes. She was breathing heavy and a fine sheen of sweat covered her body. "Wow...that was...fun."

Harm lay just next to her equally as exhausted, the post coital aftershocks made his ab muscles ripple and it took herculean effort to simply turn his head and look at her. "Fun?"

She sighed happily. "Oh, yes."

"Mac. That was the single most satisfying sexual experience of my life...my whole life and you call it fun?" He snorted, mildly disgusted that it was the only adjective she would use to describe their love making. Marriage had proved that things between them did indeed get better.

Mac chuckled and turned to her side propping her head up with her hand. He was so sexy and that boyish pout made Harm look so adorable. "Okay...it was...mind blowing, exquisite, wonderful, sensual...magical." He'd drawn out the most intense climax from her, made her beg for him and the culmination had been so explosive. "And yes Harm it was fun. Sooo much fun."

Her other hand ran over his damp chest, tracing lazy circles which made him shiver. Mac replaced her hand by pressing open mouthed kisses on his skin and lapping at one bead of sweat. It made him change his mind. "Yeah, I guess you could call it...uh...fun."

Harm pulled her so that Mac lay completely on top of him. He wouldn't be ready for her quite so soon but, at the very least he could kiss her, cuddle and his fingers could…. She moaned and then smacked his hand away. "For once...I need a break too."

He grinned, that pleased him. "Wore you out, huh? Guess I'm not such a prude after all...the blindfolds were a nice touch, weren't they?" And his idea to add a little kink to their love life. He told her not to peak and moved so slow that by the time Harm reached any of Mac's erogenous zones, she went off like a Roman candle. Okay, yes, it was fun.

Harm turned so that they lay side by side and that's when he saw them. The pink birds on blue bicycles which made up Mac's favorite bedsheets. "Uh, Mac?"

"What's wrong?"

"The flamingos...I think they're judging me."

Some of the birds did appear to be looking at him, head cramped studiously to the side and one leg raised. It was a bit disconcerting and Mac could only laugh. "Nah, they are just jealous."

To prove his point, Harm grabbed one of the pillows and held it up to show her. "Mac, look at them…"

She raised a brow and continued to laugh. One thing marriage taught her was that Harm was silly. He'd always been funny, charming but, his silly side warmed her heart. She pulled the pillow away and dropped a hand to his hip. "Harm, you gonna play with the flamingos or me?"

His eyes darkened immediately from the seductive timbre of her voice. "I thought you needed a break?"

Mac grabbed the blindfold from the edge of the bed and dangled them from her fingers. "I reboot pretty fast and this way those little ol flamingos won't bother you one bit."

He seemed a little excited at the prospect. "Sounds like fun."