Author: lisa
Subject: HBX Challenge October 2007 – Oral Arguments

HBX Challenge October 2007 – Oral Arguments

Disclaimer: The characters aren't mine, I just temporarily liberated them from their captor.

A/N: This short little scene is a little different than what I usually write. I do hope it doesn’t offend anyone’s sensibilities.

Rated: May not be for everyone.

Oral Arguments
~ by lisa

Harm groaned, “Mac, honey, please don’t squeeze there.”

Mac looked up in surprise, “What? Where do you want me to squeeze it, Harm?”

“Move your hand lower – to the bottom. Yeah, right there. Now squeeze just a little – not too much - and work your way up.”

Mac rolled her eyes and stopped what she was doing. “I do know how to do this, Harm. I’ve actually had quite a bit of experience at it. Good grief, when we got married I knew you had control issues, but I never knew you were this obsessed.”

“It’s hardly an obsession. Obsession would mean that I’m preoccupied with it. That I couldn’t walk away.”

Laughing, Mac countered, “Something tells me you couldn’t walk away right now if you tried. Maybe we should test that theory. You can walk away any time, you say?”

“Anytime.”

“You can let go of your precious control and just let me do this my way?”

“Sure.” He didn’t sound too convincing, even to himself.

Smiling to herself, Mac knew that what she was about to do would drive Harm crazy. Returning to her task, her eyes gleaming with mischief, Mac stuck out her tongue and slowly licked the tip. “How about now?”

Harm couldn’t contain himself. He reached out and pulled her hand away. “Ohh, Mac. Don’t use your tongue!”

Innocently, Mac asked, “Why, does that bother you? I thought you were going to let me do this my way?”

Trying to rationalize his compulsion, Harm stammered, “It’s just that it’s uh, not very hygienic. You don’t know what germs might be on it.”

“I just wanted to get that drop that came out - before it made a mess, Harm.” Reaching up, teasing his lips with her own, she smiled as his own tongue slipped out and got a taste of the white remnant still on the corner of her mouth. In between kisses, Mac murmured, “You know, Harm, none of the men in my life before you ever complained of my techniques. They didn’t care how I did it. Although, I do think they would have cared if I never did it at all.”

Harm groaned as Mac pulled back just as his mouth sought to deepen their light, teasing kisses. “Mac, I really don’t want to be reminded of other men – especially when I’m kissing you. And besides, I can’t help it if they never knew the proper method. And everyone should know that the proper place to start is at the bottom.”

“Harm, this isn’t brain surgery. I think you’re making a simple thing way too complicated.” Turning back to her task once again, she squeezed it smack dab in the middle just as she had started out doing, and added, “After all, it’s just a tube of toothpaste.”


The End