Santa Baby

“Mac, I can smell strawberries on your breath.”

“Damn shake.”

“I missed you.

“I can certainly feel you did,” as Mac feels Harm’s warm and hardening member at her left thigh.

“How about we pick up where we left off last night.”

“How about you let me go to the bathroom, freshen up, and then I’m all yours.”

“Fine, but if you aren’t back in five minutes, this Navy Flyboy is going to land on your Marine airstrip without clearance.”

“Ok,” Mac wickedly teases as she grabs some clothing from her bag and disappears into the bathroom.

Harm gets up and opens the curtains. The sun is up and beautiful, just like his Marine. Mac opens the door at four minutes and thirty seconds.

“This room is a little too cold for my liking,” says Mac, coming from the bathroom, wearing nothing but her navy blue bra, and panties.

[Grrrrrrroooowwwwwllllll!] Harm thinks as he turns to come greet her.

“Come here then, let me try, and warm you up Marine,” Harm wraps Mac in his arms and begins to sensually whisper erotic things into her ear.

“I am going to slip off those remaining stitches of clothing from your silken body. Feel your breasts as they whimper in my warm hands. I want to taste your neck,” Harm begins to playfully seduce her.

“Oh yes...” she chokes her gasp.

“Well don't choke on me, Ninja Girl. I'm just trying to warm you up,” He says while slipping off her bra with one hand as she works her panties down to the floor with the other.

"Mmmm, warm hands,” Mac sighs, “I is choking back a moan silly, got caught in my unexpectedly tight throat...”

“You have a sweet honey taste to your skin that I just happen to have a hunger for. I will go hunting here... Around your neck... Or here behind your jaw... Maybe even behind your ear. Down to your collarbones. Caressing your thighs up to your lower back,” Harm says, stopping to licd kid kiss in those mentioned spots.

“God,” Mac says in a breathy moan, “May I just bury my head in your warm neck and breath you in?”

“Be my guest.”

Harm feels Mac’s nose in his neck as he picks her up into his arms and carries her to the bed. He sets her down gently and in a flash he takes off his clothing and boxers leaving them in a pile on the floor.

“Damn, you're fast! Getting warmed up is so much fun even though it’s like, 78 in here! Could you just hold me for a while, a full body hug,” Mac asks Harm.

He makes sure she is comfortable and he rests himself upon her. Kissing her sweet lips is like heaven and hell. She makes him feel lighter than air and the fire on her lconsconsumes him. Mac entwines her arms around him, feeling his body heat infuse into her as his breath warms her neck. She runs her cold hands over the warm skin of his back, he jerks back.

"Damn it, your hands are cold,” says Harm, taking them into his own and breathing warm air on them.

“You know what they say, I have a warm heart.”

Harm holds Mac’s hands near his heart hoping that his body heat would warm them up.

“You think my hands are bad, you should feel my feet!” Mac says as Harm groans, they both can feel the skin tingle as the cold flesh starts to warm.

"Well Mac, we will just have to cure that," he says as her eyes close.

He lets go of her hands and grabs a bottle off of the nightstand on her side. He wraps a hand around a foot as he works some of her favorite lotion, Peach Serenade into it. It has a strong peach scent, as if they just smashed a lot of them into one bottle. Harm feels her foot jerk a little when he finds a sensitive spot on her foot and she gig. He. He tries to move on with the other foot, but every once in a while he finds that spot again to play with. Harm can smell something sweet coming from her blossom core. He leans in closer to that flower. He just has to taste some of the sweet nectar. Harm begins to tease her clit, winding her up into a coil.

"Please," she moans, her thoughts of Harm’s foot massage go straight to her head.

She thrusts up as he licks her heated walls. Harm lets the tip of his nose play with her clit as he licks as deep as he can into her core.

"Harm... Please! Oh… God… Yes." she pleads, feeling his tongue penetrate her repeatedly, driving her mad.

Her coil becoming so tight, she clutches theetseets for dear life, wanting him to cover her again, wanting to feel his weight press her into the linens, wanting to feel his warm shaft driving into her over and over again.

"Please what? God you taste good Mac,” he teases her.

Harm comes up and licks a trail up her body stopping at her breasts to suck on the beautiful orbs he finds there. Then he comes up to let her taste his mouth. He kisses her deeply, taking her body to another level of pure pleasure.

"Damn torturer! Please, I want you... Inside me!" she moans after he breaks the kiss.

Mac’s hands grip his hair and pull his head back down. Her kisses are deep and demanding. They destroy Harm’s control and he has to have her. Mac makes sure that her legs are apart and Harm settles his weight upon her. She is so wet that he finds it makes for an easy slide home to the inside of her flower. She screams in pleasure as he slides into her core, the pleasure so acute it is closerpainpain. Mac wraps her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. Just holding him there tightly, not letting him do anything.

“Sarah, oh my god...” he moans.

Her hair smells of jasmine and roses. Harm carefully reaches down and just places his index finger upon her clit. She squirms ever so slightly alternately driving him a little further into her willing flesh and putting pressure on his finger against her clit. Mac bucks sharply crying out Harm’s name. Her hands kneading the muscles in his back, pulling him closer to her. Harm feels her muscles begin to flex then release. He wants to go faster but he leaves it up to her.

"Please..." she breaths again, thrusting up hard.

Her hands wandering down to his ass, she grips onto the cheeks, pushing him deeper, before he draws back and sets a rhythm, fast and steady. She gets his message loud and clear, taking them both to another level. Harm lets into her like the lightening round of Wheel of Fortune. Faster and harder, forcing her to hang on for dear life, like he is trying to win the prize. He moans out her name between pants for air and the sound of his balls hitting her skin. Mac gazed into his eyes, burning witsiresire, feeling as if she could fall into their endless depths and be lost for all time. She clings to him for all she is worth, relishing the hard driving rhythm; her legs rise higher to grip him around the ribs. Changing the angle so he penetrated deeper, the slide of his hot shaft rubbing against her engorged clit makes her arch her head back and pant harder.

"I love you, " she whispers raggedly, panting for air.

[Gods she’s tight and she moves just right.] Harm thinks as he is near the finish line.

"Oh god Mac," Harm says as he stops and rolls her up above him, feeling her sweat drip down her arms.

Mac settles on top, leaning over to grip the headboard, she rides him hard and fast again. Her breasts hovering tantalizingly close to his face. Mac can feel the hot sweat pouring out of her skin as they work, the scent of sex and sweat driving her wilder.

[Oh god, she is driving me crazy!] Harm thinks.

[Aaah Harm, yes. I could die happy like this!] Mac thinks.

She rides Harm wonderfully and he can feel her juices spilling upon his skin as he thrusts into Mac. He gives all he has to her and then he screams out her name so loud they thought the world would know what they were up to.

"I love you Sarah. My Mac," he says as he keeps up thrusting a few more times.

Mac’s coil springs, she growls as she throws her head back, and screams his name, screaming her triumph like some wild animal over its prey. They both could feel Mac’s inner muscles closing around his flesh like a vice. Her nails rake down his sweat-slicked chest, leaving bloody red tracks in their wake.

“What the hell! Ouch Mac," Harm yells.

Mac licks up the blood from his chesavosavoring his blood like the finest wine. Harm comes up to suck upon her nipples like a baby does with its mother. Mac gasps when he suckles her breasts, combing her fingers through his hair, she rolls them both over so he lay comfortably against her chest like a babe in her arms. He had no choice but to collapse upon her beautiful chest. Harm hugs her hard, holding her close and tight. He smiles as he continued to nuzzle sleepily at her breast, his breaths panting softly against coolcooling skin. She kisses the top of his head, rubbing her cheek against his hair.

"And I love you too, Harm. My Flyboy."

"May I just sleep here in your arms?"

"Sleep my precious one, I'll be here when you wake up," she offers as she smoothes the errant hair away from his forehead and kisses the soft skin.

Harm fell asleep to the sound of her steady and slowing heartbeat. Her chest rising and falling, their hearts bonded together again. She rubs lazy circles on his back, feeling his breathing slow and even out. She decides to slip into a little slumber as well, warm and contented. There the two of them slept together for a few hours.


Grand Californian Hotel
Anaheim, California
9:00am.

Harm wakes up first and goes off to the bathroom. Mac feels the weight is gone and wakes up. She gets up and dresses in her Marine green robe to answer the door. Breakfast has arrived. Two carts worth of food arrive, and Mac signs for it.

“Gees, Harm, you think we can eat all this?”

“You said to order two of everything.”

“I was just kidding, I thought you would just pick something out for us to eat.”

“I’m sure we’ll find room for it. If not, we could always find a way to get it wrapped up so that we could snack on it later.”

“Perhaps.”

“What is the itinerary for today?”

“Well, we don’t have to check out of here until eleven, but I want to go do some shopping at Downtown Disney. We don’t have to be at the airport until three,” Mac says as they show down on breakfast.

“I’d like to do some shopping too. I know it’s a little late, but I want to send Sergei something from California.”

“That’s nice. By the way, we need to take all this stuff to our bus. That way we can check out, shop, and then go directly to the bus afterwards.”

“Sounds fine to me,” Harm says as he lays out the clothing he wants to wear, then starts to pack up everything else.

Mac gets dressed and packs up her things while Harm changes in the bathroom.

“Harm, I called for a bell hop to come and pick up our stuff. I’m going to go check out.”

Mac rushes down to the front desk even though she could havprespress checked out. She takes care of all the JAG rooms. She even paid for the extra charges. Harriet was supposed to have told them that they were responsible for those. She decides to tell Harriet to take up a collection later. She is steaming when she sees a copy of the bill. She assumes the pay-per-view porn channel was from Tiner’s room. Upstairs, Harm helps the bell hop pile their luggage on the cart. Mac waits for Harm to come out to the lobby. She calls on her cell to have the bus come up to load up the under compartments with luggage.

“Are you ready to go,” Mac asks Harm as they walk up.

“Yeah. Look there’s Bud and Sturgis.”

“Yeah, everyone is supposed to be here by now.”

Sturgis spots Harm and Mac and walks over with Bud.

“So where is everybody,” Mac asks.

“Bud and I were just discussing that. From the sounds Bobbi and I heard last night, either Admiral and Meredith were busy or Tiner and Commander Manetti got it on.”

The cluster of friends laugh at Sturgis’ comments.

“Well, I think it was the Admiral and Meredith. Tiner was hitting the porn channel last night.” More laughing.

“What’s so funny,” asks the Admiral.

“Nothing,” Mac says.

“If nothing is so funny, then why are we standing around? The bus is waiting.”

“Sorry, didn’t notice it had pulled up,” says Harm.

The rest of the JAG crew arrives and they load up the bus. Some of them go inside the bus and pick their seats. Mac rushes to the back and claims them for Harm and herself. She meets up with everyone outside.

“Now we have a little time to do some last minute shopping, and then we have to get on the road. We have to be at the bus by one, and the airport by three. Harm and I are going shopping for Sergei and I may get something for Uncle Matt. See you all later.”

“Can I tag along,” asks Chloe.

“Sure,” Mac says before consulting Harm.

He wants toshopshopping with Mac alone, not that he doesn’t like Chloe; he just wants to be alone with Mac. Somehow, he is not about to let that stop him. The gang splits up and heads off shopping. Chloe sees the Lego store and takes off.

“Chloe! Where are you going,” Mac yells.

“The Lego store, I’ll meet you at the Build-A-Bear Workshop.”

It is better than Harm could have hoped for. Chloe takes off on her own so he and Mac are alone again. He heads to Island Charters and gets Sergei one of those leather skull caps with the goggles that early pilots used to wear along time ago and a bomber jacket. He bought himself a couple shirts for when he and Mac use the yacht. Mac floats off to Sephora and gets herself some new makeup, perfume, new cologne for Harm, and bath stuff. Harm meets up with her at Illuminations.

“Here, smell this,” Mac says handing Harm a wild berry candle.

“Mmmm, sweet like you,” Harm whispers in her ear.

Mac feels her knees melting.

[God, do all men have a one-track mind?] Mac thinks as she puts that one away and hands him a cinnamon candle.

“Hmmm, spicy like I want our love life to always be,” Harm whispering again in her ear.

“Harm, please stop, you’re not going to get any right now and I can’t change my underwear. They are back on the bus, so stop making me wet,” Mac whispering in Harm’s ear to get back at him.

Harm groans and follows her around the store.

“You know what, I’m going to head over to ESPN Zone and I’ll meet you at the Build-A-Bear Workshop.”

“Fine, see you later.”

Mac buys just about one of everything. She heads to Basin and gets more bath stuff. She knows Harm is just going to go wild every time she walks by him at work after taking a bath the night before. While Harm is at ESPN Zone he buys Mac a jersey from each of her favorite teams. He buys himself a little something as well.

Build-A-Bear Workshop
Downtown Disney
11:45am.

As Mac walks into the store she’s taken by surprise. Harm and Chloe are already there at the checkout counter. Both have three tall boxes. Mac wonders what is in them. Mac gets in line with all her purchases and picks out eight animals, a cuddly Koala, a Polar Bear, a floppy elephant, two floppy kitties, two floppy bears, and a floppy pony. Harm and Chloe take off and drop their boxes and purchases off on the bus and head back. Mac picks out the hearts and has each one of her animals made. A store helper takes all the animals up to the front counter to hold them for Mac. Mac goes off and hunts down accessories for her animals. She picks out a navy uniform outfit, and a camouflage outfit, a tuxedo outfit, a bridal outfit, and a bunch more simply adorable outfits she liked. Just her luck, out of the corner of her eye she spots a dress whites uniform and it is the last one, so she grabs it. Mac then heads to the Birthing Station. She puts in all the barcodes and gives each of her animals a name and a birth date.

Then she gets to the counter, receives her eight birth certificates, and gets a card that has been all stamped so that she would get a free purchase the next time. A store helper follows Mac out of the store and meets up with Harm and Chloe.

“We’re heading to the bus.”

“Okay, we’ll meet you there,” They both call back and then sneak off to Marceline’s Confectionery.

Marceline's Confectionery
Downtown Disney
12:30pm.

“We have to get Mac some of those chocolate covered strawberries, they’re huge!”

“Yes, I see. Go and get yourself something. Hurry.”

Harm goes up to the counter, and flashes his killer smile at the sales girl.

“I would like a dozen of the chocolate covered strawberries. Six of the white ones and six of the darker ones,” Harm says and hands her his gold card.

“Yes sir.”

“Hurry up Chloe.”

“Coming.”

After they get their sweets they head off to the bus.

“Don’t tell Mac I got this. I’m not supposed to have a lot of sugar,” says Chloe.

“Sure if you don’t mention the strawberries.”

“It’s a deal.”

The two shake and hug on it, then step into the air-conditioned bus and find their seats.