Title: Beyond the
Questions
Author: Katey
Email: [email protected]
Rating: NC-17 for some language
Category: Webb/Mac Romance
Spoilers: Probably none.
Summary: As the title states, what happens after the
questions are answered.
Disclaimers: Don't own any of the characters involved, but
wish I did. Just for fun and thought.
Author's Note: After all of your kind support, I decided to
try to continue this. So without further ado, let's try
this. Sorry this is not up to everyone else's standards,
but I did try.
Archive: Just let me know where.
Beyond the Questions
JAG HQ
Same Day
Mac had been walking around in a daze since Clay left. She
had been on the phone with him numerous times, not only to set up
a time for their date, but just whispering sweet nothings to each
other.
Harm had an idea what had happened in the meeting between Mac and
Clay but was speculating to no one, just smiling happily.
He tried to keep the Admiral away from Mac because he knew there
would be trouble since she just couldn't pay attention for any
length of time.
Since everyone at JAG HQ thought that Harm and Mac were in love
with each other, they believed that they had finally gotten their
heads out of their sixes and were now together. So everyone
was confused when Clayton Webb called several times for the
Colonel and it appeared that she was on the phone for long
periods each time.
Finally Harriett got up the nerve to approach Mac to question her
about what was going on. She neared Mac's office and
noticing that she was not on the phone, knocked but never
received the command to enter. After several tries she
threw up her hands, figuratively, and left.
Mac appeared to be looking out her window but was actually thing
about her weekend with Clay. She planned to go home after
work to take a shower, pack her clothes for the weekend, and
decide what to wear for her first date with Clay.
She was nervous about making love for the first time with
Clay. Would he think she was too fat or too thin?
Would he compare here to all of the beautiful women that she was
sure he had been with in the past? Would he rate her
performance? All of these questions and more were racing
around her mind causing her stomach to clench in nervous
anticipation. What would she do if he found her lacking in
some way? Could she survive emotionally if Clay decided
that she wasn't good enough for him?
Clay had been to see Harm this morning before coming to see her
so she decided to approach Harm and question him. She told
herself that she was only going to get a man's opinion on the
weekend date, but she was really hoping to find out if Clay had
discussed her with Harm.
Mac mentally psyched herself up and approached Harm's
office. She didn't remember knocking but opened the door
when he called, "Enter."
Harm was congratulating mentally congratulating himself for
seeing Mac approach his office. She didn't knock so he
decided it was best just to call "Enter" to get her
attention.
Mac entered Harm's office and sat down on a chair across the desk
from him. She visibly pulled herself together and said,
"So flyboy, what are you working on so industriously?"
"I'm just finishing up the paperwork on the Willis file from
last week. You know, trying to stay ahead of the Admiral on
paperwork. What's up Mac?"
"I wanted to talk with you about this weekend. I want
a guy's opinion."
"What's going on this weekend that you need a male's point
of view?" Harm queried.
"Before I tell you, what were you and Clay talking about
this morning? Did my name come up?" Mac asked.
Harm grinned he knew where this line of questioning was
going. "Well, we were discussing world peace and the
Olympics. You know guy stuff."
"Don't give me that crap, Rabb. What were you and Clay
talking about. I need to know."
"Why, Mac? What interest is it to you what we were
talking about?"
"I need to know if Clay said something about me. I
have a date with him this evening and I am a little nervous
whether he considers it just a date between friends or possibly
something more."
"Mac, I really don't think that Webb thinks of you as only a
friend. What did you and Webb talk about in your closed
door and blinds meeting? Not to mention all of the phone
conversations today? Did he tell you he only thinks of you
as a friend or did he tell you that he loves you? Mac you
have to believe in your heart that Webb really does love you or
you will never make it as a couple."
"How do you know that he does love me?"
"I have known both of you for years and have seen the way
you act around each other. At one point, I truly believed
that we would eventually get together, but I stood back and
watched the two of you. There is more sexual tension, love
and caring between you two than I have ever seen in person.
I saw how upset you were when we all thought that he was dead -
you tried to cover it up, but I know you too well. When he
was found alive, I wasn't sure whether you were going to beat him
up or rape him. Good God Mac, give the guy a break.
Take him to bed and don't let him out for at least 72
hours. Turn off all the phone, cellular phones and pagers
and just go at it like rabbits. That just might be enough
to take the edge off all the sexual tension around you."
"How do I know for sure that he really loves me? How
do I know that I please him in all ways?"
"Mac, speak with the Admiral and leave early today. Go
to Victoria's Secret and get yourself some sexy underwear (I'm
assuming you don't have any), go home and take a nice long, hot
bath. Get out of the tub, spray perfume all over, get
dressed and go to Webb's. I think after you arrive all of
your doubts and questions will definitely disappear. Webb
is as nervous as you about tonight I'm sure. Let him take
the lead and everything will be fine. Trust me. He
does know what he wants and how to go about getting it. He
wants you. The only reason he hasn't approached you before
now, is he thought, as did everyone else, that you and I were in
love with each other. He knows that is not true now so he
finally approached you. Enjoy yourself and I'll see you on
Monday morning. Hopefully some of this sexual tension will
be released by then, if not both of you call off and don't either
of you come back to work until it is. The rest of us don't
need to be slapped in the face with the tension all of the
time. Mac you know I love you like a sister and as you big
brother, I am telling you to go get laid immediately."
Harm grinned over his last comment as he shoved Mac out the door.
Mac took Harm's advise and asked the Admiral for the rest of the
day off and headed to the local mall. She went to
Victoria's Secret and found the perfect underwear for the weekend
and after purchasing that continued to look around. She
found a naughty negligee that made her blush and added that to
her purchases. 'Oh well, if nothing else, my underwear
collection just grew sexier,' she thought.
Mac next went to Bath and Body Works and purchased a large bottle
of her favorite scented bubble bath as well as a bottle of body
oil. (It never hurt to be prepared.)
When she arrived home she drew a bubble bath for herself and
dreamed about her night with Clay. She was relaxing steamy,
fragrant water when her cellular phone rang. Answering it,
she found Clay on the line. "How did you know to reach
me on the cell and not on the land line at the
office?" She questioned playfully.
"Oh a little bird told me."
"Would that little bird happen to have Commander's
stripes?" She asked praying that Harm had not told
Clay about their discussion. She picked up the washcloth
and ran it up her neck.
Clay hearing the water running said, "Where are you
honey?" He had a good idea but wanted to hear her
admit that she was talking to him while bathing.
"Oh, in the bathtub getting ready for our weekend
together. I want to smell good for you all over, no matter
where you sniff," she breathed.
"God. Sarah what you do to me. How about if I
come to your bathroom and join you right now."
"Where are you now?"
"In your living room."
"How did you get into my apartment?"
"What can I say I am good with my hands."
"Well get your ass in the bedroom and I will join you in 2
minutes. By the way, don't feel the need to be dressed
Clay," Mac stated before she hung up the phone. She
knew that she had to hurry to make her deadline so she jumped out
of the tub and hurriedly dried off. She pulled her robe on
before remembering that all of the sexy underwear was in her
room. 'Oh well, guess it's just my robe,' she
thought. 'Hopefully Clay won't be disappointed.'
When she entered her bedroom, Clay was laying on her bed (as she
had fantasized numerous times) with only his silk boxers
on. His head was propped on his hand while he lay on his
side and he was looking her up and down.
"Sarah you are more beautiful than I could have
imagined," Clay breathed. He reached out his hand and
gently pulled her to him. He started placing soft kisses on
her fingers before enfolding her completely in his embrace.
Their lips met and he lightly traced the edge of her lips with
his tongue. She immediately opened her mouth to allow him
entry. The explored each others mouth with a savagery not
known in their previous kisses. They knew that they were on
the brink of making love and since both had needed this for so
long there was no time for gentleness.
He reached down and grabbed the sash of her robe before tearing
it open and bearing her to his hands and gaze when they could
bear to have their mouths apart. He pushed the robe of her
shoulders and started running his hands everywhere from the back
of her neck to the place where he needed to be most.
Sarah was not being shy about her needs and reached down and
grabbed a hold of his boxers and ripped them off of his
body. She started playing with his nipples and continued
following the hair on his chest down to his staff. She
grabbed it in one hand and started stroking in time to the tongue
thrusting into her mouth and the hand stroking into her
core.
All of a sudden Clay grabbed Sarah threw her onto the bed and
looked at her as if to ask permission. "Please
Clay," she begged when she was able to speak. Clay
opened her legs and knelt between them. He entered her and
both immediately reached climax when he slid inside her tight
sheath. Both had been waiting for and fantasizing about the
other for so long, that neither could hold back the over powering
climax brought on by their just joining.
"Clay you are magnificent," Sarah whispered as she
yawned against his shoulder.
"I'm sorry that didn't last longer. I just couldn't
wait."
"Neither could I. It was perfect just the way it
was. Now how about if we take a nap then try it again,
maybe a little slower," Sarah sighed. "I
definitely want to do some exploring but I need to sleep
first."
"Me too Sarah. Maybe I can really sleep since the
object of so much lost sleep is in my arms," Clay stated.
Clay wrapped Sarah tight in his embrace, pulled the covers over
them; both sighed contentedly before drifting off to sleep.
THE END