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Date Posted: 23:41:36 03/31/05 Thu
Author: mkim
Subject: Very very nice...Oh to see a lighthearted moment like that on screen...sigh
In reply to: Lexx 's message, "Beltloops **JAG**" on 23:42:48 03/30/05 Wed

>Disclaimer: Special disclaimer here. I
>cannot claim these characters as mine, and neither can
>I claim the premise. This is a great scene from
>Farscape (the best sci-fi show rel=nofollow target=_blank >HREF=http://farwhat.com>ever!) that I have
>merely used substituting the characters. As an aside,
>and shameless promotion, I highly recommend you check
>out Farscape if you love this scene. It is but
>one of many of these types of Flutterby goodness.
>
>Rating: Erm...PG-13 for steaminess
>(nothing approaching R, I promise)
>
>Mac pinched the bridge of her nose and squeezed her
>eyes shut before forcing them open again and blinking
>repeatedly, in an attempt to wake up. She reached
>over and picked up her coffee mug then remembered, for
>the seventh time, that it was empty. She plunked it
>back down on the table and let out an exasperated sigh.
>
>"Warranty run out?" Harm asked, staring at Mac.
>
>"On what?" Mac asked, looking down at the folder she'd
>been perusing for the last hour and a half.
>
>"Self-refilling coffee mugs."
>
>Mac glanced up at her partner, who wore a cheeky,
>lopsided grin. She rolled her eyes and responded,
>"Pay attention to your work."
>
>"Right...focus on the work." He let his gaze fall
>back to his own folder, as his foot moved, seemingly
>of its own accord, up her bare calf.
>
>"And don't do that," Mac said.
>
>"Hey, I'm working here...quit distracting me," he
>responded, not looking up.
>
>"I'm distracting you?" she asked
>incredulously.
>
>"You are always distracting me," Harm told her.
>
>"Well, then you're easily distracted," Mac said
>flippantly, her eyes returning to her folder and her
>leg curling under her.
>
>"No, I'm not," Harm answered.
>
>"You are."
>
>"Not."
>
>Mac just rolled her eyes and stood up to stretch. Her
>shirt pulled up slightly to reveal the soft skin of
>her stomach, her navel right at Harm's eye level.
>
>"Okay, that's a little distracting."
>
>"And it's something I did?"
>
>"Could be," he answered, still staring at the exposed
>part of flesh.
>
>"What, something like...this?" and she dropped
>her pen on the floor, then bent over slowly, her butt
>in Harm's face, to pick up the pen.
>
>Harm stared momentarily, then slapped the left cheek
>and stood up. "You said pay attention to my
>work," he said, walking over to sit in a chair
>on the other side of the coffee table.
>
>Mac grinned impishly, knowing in the far corner of her
>mind that this behavior was brought on mostly by sleep
>deprivation. She fiddled with the pen in her hands
>and said in a sultry voice, "I'm sorry. I
>won't...distract you...any further."
>
>Harm looked up at his partner, leaning back against
>the wall, her skin still slightly showing
>between the bottom of her shirt and the top of her
>jeans. He stood up, abandoning his folder on the
>coffee table, and walked slowly towards Mac, head
>tilted to the side to better see her bare skin.
>
>When he got close enough, he reached a hand out to run
>softly along her bare flesh. He stepped closer and
>grasped the bottom of her shirt in both hands, running
>his fingers along the inside hem. She glanced down in
>mild surprise.
>
>"Do you...have a problem here?" he asked her.
>
>"No, I don't have a problem," she answered quickly.
>
>"No?"
>
>She smirked and shook her head and said, "Uh-uh."
>
>Harm's lips hovered inches from Mac's, as his hands
>now wandered around to splay across her waist.
>
>"You're not...distracted?" he asked insistently.
>
>Mac paused, mouth open, then nodded her head in reply.
> They closed the gap between their mouths with a
>passion and fervor that belied their exhaustion.
>Mac's hands moved down to the waistband of Harm's
>jeans, and her fingers curled through the beltloops,
>pulling him, if possible, even closer. She then
>moaned a question into the kiss.
>
>"What are we doing?"
>
>"Better question," Harm said, panting, "why
>now?"
>
>Instead of pondering the answer, they continued
>kissing. Harm opened his eyes and saw smoke coming
>from the kitchen. Mac, noticing that Harm had stopped
>kissing her, breathed out a, "What?"
>
>"Did you remember to take the dish out of the oven?"
>
>As Mac pulled away quickly to attend to the situation
>in the kitchen, she thought to herself, 'I will never
>look at beltloops the same way again.'
>
>**End**

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YAY! MELTDOWN my fav. I love it when Farscape and jag collide! (NT) -- Jamie, 22:13:52 04/02/05 Sat