Like You Mean It.

Rating: PG-13.

Summary: Season One. Set during "Defensive Action." Harm/Meg.

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1210

JAG Headquarters, Washington D.C.

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Harm hadn't been able to keep the delighted smile off his face after Meg kissed him when she heard about his promotion.

"Will you stop smiling like that," Meg said over her shoulder as they walked to their shared office.

"Smiling like what?" Harm replied as his smile changed into a smirk as he held the door open for her before following her inside and softly closing the door.

Instead of answering Meg just gives him a pointed look before she moved to her desk to gather her stuff.

"Meg?" Harm said as he walked to his desk to put away the paperwork he had been working on before learning about his promotion and newest assignment.

"What?" Meg asked looking up.

"If you're going to kiss me, kiss me like you mean, okay?" Harm replied smirking.

Meg laughed, "I made the first move. The ball is now in your court."

"Is that right?" Harm replied as he walked over to her.

"What are you doing?" Meg asked as Harm stopped in front of her, taking her hat out of her hands and placing it on her desk.

Harm just smiled as his hand moved up to cup the side of her face as his other settled at her hip before he leaned down to brush his lips against hers. He slid his tongue along her bottom lip gently coaxing her to open her mouth, allowing their tongues to entangle sensually.

Harm broke away first, pressing a kiss to the corner of her kiss swollen lips before resting his forehead against hers. His thumb absently caressed her lower lip as he willed his heart rate to slow down.

A few minutes later it was Meg who stepped away first. With rosy cheeks and her breath ragged she whispered, "We should get going."

"Now that was a kiss with meaning," Harm replied smirking as he allowed his hands to melt away from her, "Yeah, we should go." Slowly walking to his desk, Harm rubbed his hand across the back of his neck before shaking his head slightly to try and clear his kiss addled brain.

Meg laughed softly as she grabbed her stuff, her eyes softening as she watched a dazed Harm try to remember what he was doing before he kissed her. Grabbing her stuff she headed out the door.

Pausing in the hallway, she turned to smirk looking over her shoulder, "Are you sure? I think I might need further demonstration."

Harm laughed before following her, already looking forward to the next 'demonstration.'