Title: Beyond the Questions Author: Katey – clivin5141@aol.com 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.