A/N: I don't know what I am going to do with these two! This is another Adults only chapter before we get back to the children and their antics.


Mac's internal clock alerts her to the fact that she has about forty-five minutes before her miniature version comes knocking on the door. She rubs Harm's chest, softly swirling her fingers through the springy curls, "Hey Sailor, it's time to get up and get a shower."

Harm murmurs something unintelligible, and tightens his hold on his wife.

Mac kisses along his jawline, "Harm, it's time to get up."

He turns his head, and gives her a quick kiss, "Ok, baby," and then turns his head back to the way it was, and starts snoring.

Mac shakes her head, and sighs, as she extricates herself from her arms. As she walks to the bathroom, she thinks to herself, smiling, 'Even though I was looking forward to a little more loving, I did make him work out a bit more than normal last night, and early this morning, so I should let him sleep. I'll just have him make it up to me later.'

When she is pregnant, her damn hormones make her libido go into overdrive. She thanks the lord every day that she married a man that still finds her attractive when she looks like a beached whale, and has the stamina to keep up with her. She is just in the beginning of starting to show with this pregnancy, so she doesn't feel unattractive just yet. The man may be over forty, but it hasn't hindered his performance in any way. He fulfills her needs, and then some. If she had known years ago what he was like in bed, she might have stolen him away from Annie or Jordan a lot sooner. However, she doesn't regret the wait because like fine wine, he just seems to get better with time. She wouldn't trade their life together away for all the coffee in Seattle.

She gets the water to the desired temperature, and steps into the shower, allowing the hot water to cascade over her curves. She has only been standing under the water for a minute and forty-three seconds, when she feels a hard, warm body directly behind her. Harm starts gently massaging her shoulders as he leans his head down, and whispers in her ear, "I thought we were going to shower together?"

Mac tilts her head to the side, enjoying his sensual kneading, and coyly replies, "I thought so too, but someone didn't want to get up this morning."

Harm can't resist her open neck, and starts nibbling his way across it between her ear and her shoulder. He presses his body more firmly against her, allowing her to feel all of him, "I'm up now."

Mac chuckles, "Well, I can certainly feel that, Sailor." She turns in his arms, and brings her mouth to his, nibbling on first his lower and then upper lip, before slipping her tongue inside to tangle with his. She gently pushes him back until his knees bump up against the seat in the shower. She inquires, "Think you could handle another round?"

Harm sits down, and looks up at her half dazed, "Your wish is my command." He lifts her up, providing her with support, allowing her to place her knees on either side of his legs as he slips effortlessly into her slick channel.

She places her hands on his shoulders to anchor herself, and rises up and then sinks back down, burying him to the hilt.

Harm groans, as he wraps his arms around her fully, "God, you feel so good, Baby."

Mac can only nod her head in agreement. Between their intense session at dawn, and her dream afterwards, her body is already in a fevered state. She needs to find relief quickly. This time is going to be fast and furious. She arches her body backwards so that her clit is rubbing against his pelvic bone as she begins to ride him at a frantic pace. Harm pulls her closer to him, taking her nipple into his mouth and suckling, almost hard enough to hurt, but it just adds to her pleasure. As she gets closer to her climax, she starts moaning, and she can no longer control the frantic movement of her hips. He holds her hips steady, and starts thrusting upwards until she screams his name with her release. He fuses his mouth to hers, to muffle her scream, and as her inner muscles grasp him like a vice grip, he tumbles over the edge right after her.

Harm changes their kiss to something a little softer, and lightly runs his fingers down her spine, drawing out their pleasure as they come down from their mutual highs. When the kiss ends, Mac buries her head into his neck, "Are you sure we have to go to work today?"

Harm chuckles, "Unfortunately, yes. But, we can continue this right where we left off later tonight."

Mac lifts her head and quirks her eyebrow, "Any chance you could break away for lunch?"

Harm lifts her off of him, holding her steady as she tries to stand up. He shakes his head at her, "Woman, you are insatiable!"

Once she has her balance, she reaches her hand down to help him up, "Are you complaining there, Sailor?"

Harm starts to stand up, but can't resist the dangling breasts in front of him on his way up. He gives each one a soft kiss, and then his hands softly kneads them as his lips make their way back up to her mouth. Mac groans in frustration. They definitely don't have time for another round. She tells him, "Don't be starting something you can't finish."

Harm gives her a quick peck on her lips, dropping his hands away from her breasts, "Aye Aye, Ma'am. I just wanted to make sure you know that I am perfectly content with how often we are making love." He adjusts the temperature on the water, attempting to pull any last remnants of hot water and lathers his hands with soap. He turns her so that she is standing under the lukewarm spray, "Now, we'd better get cleaned up before our offspring start pounding on the bedroom door."