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icarusThis is actually several parts together. I figured I'd save you some clicking. To refresh your memory, here's where Jack and Daniel's night begins. Man, I'm sorry this took so long.
The Walls of Jericho - 25 (from part 1 here)
by Icarus
Inside the tent, Jack had his hand clapped over Daniel's mouth, effectively cutting off his oxygen. Not that he had any blood going to his brain anyway. When Sam's footsteps faded, he released Daniel and mouthed vividly: A Rock?!
"I… couldn't think of anything…" Daniel whispered.
"A thousand IQ and you couldn't think of anything."
"Hmmm. An IQ of zero right about now," Daniel murmured and sighed as they rolled back together. He took Jack's pants down to join his own, warm skin pressed against his, the brush of coarse hair against his thigh. Daniel started to kick Jack's pants past his ankles, but Jack shook his head.
"Never all the way off," he breathed. "You don't wanna hunt if something happens."
Daniel nodded blankly, and Jack crawled over him to fumble in his vest. With a startlingly loud crinkling sound he whipped open a paper thin space blanket and sat up to tuck it around the door. Jack. With his pants around his ankles and hard cock curving down in a smooth arch, pale ass flexed as he blocked the entrance with sharp, efficient tugs. Daniel simply stared. "That'll give us crucial seconds if someone comes in," he explained over his shoulder.
"You seem to know what you're doing…." Daniel observed, eyeing him.
"I've been around." But Jack couldn't help his spreading grin as he scrambled back with a thump into the down, his knee sliding over Daniel's thigh. Daniel folded into his warmth.... mmmm. Amazing how cold it could get in just a few seconds. He squelched the voice of reason and leaned up for another kiss, squeezing Jack's knee between his legs. Jack's arms bracketed him, cold dogtags tickling Daniel's chest as Daniel gave him a sloppy kiss. Well, it was an awkward angle.
He felt a soft rumble under his lips. Realized Jack was laughing. "Wha-?"
Jack didn't answer, just fell to his side in a boyish tumble and reached over his head for his vest again. A spurt, the sound of lotion. "I hope you don't mind SPF –" Jack held it up and pretended to peer at it in the dark. "– SPF nine hundred and something."
"Now I'm guaranteed not to burn."
"Oh, it's gonna burn all right," Jack leered.
~*~*~
"Is all well, Major Carter?" Teal'c asked.
Sam tipped her head doubtfully. "Yeah…" she said, slowly drawing the syllable out. "There's no sign of enemies or lava creatures or anything… strange." Her brow furrowed.
Puzzled by her manner, Teal'c tipped his head, scanning the camp for anything peculiar. Then he heard the murmur of voices.
"Doctor Jackson and Colonel O'Neill are awake," he observed.
Her smile was grim. "They've been talking all night." The whispers continued, interrupted by a sharp bark of laughter, quickly smothered.
"This is most unwise. They will likely be in no condition for tomorrow's duties."
She rolled her eyes. "Do you want to be den mother and tell the boys to get some sleep?"
Teal'c frowned. "Mother?"
~*~*~
Jack slid down Daniel's stomach, capturing Daniel's cock in his mouth with a pleased grunt. Daniel squeaked.
He met Jack's frozen stock-still silence with a guilty look.
Slowly, exasperated and with more warning, Jack's finger traced the soft curve of his balls to tease the crack of his ass. Daniel undulated his hips, head tipped back, lips parting with a tiny smothered moan.
Jack shot him another fierce glare.
Daniel paused, lips carefully sealed, and pressed back against his hand.
Paydirt. Yeah, this was gonna work.
Closing his eyes, Jack explored and circled the smooth button of his hole, toying with the silky hair. Okay, that got a little strangled squeak too, but, worth it. Daniel was musky with sweat, and pressed onto Jack's finger like a pro, working his ass, smothering eager little breaths.
This was too easy. Jack gave Daniel a narrow-eyed look.
"I'm guessing you've done this before," he murmured in an almost-growl.
"Hmm?" Daniel looked bleary and confused. "No, we haven't." Jack's shoulders sank in sarcastic patience. "Oh, oh, you mean, you mean with – with a man?" His eyebrows raised. He cleared his throat and glanced away. "It's like... Well… not exactly. Sort of. Not a man exactly." Jack puzzled over that. What? "That came out wrong." Daniel huffed and writhed a little. "Can we… just, um…?"
He squeezed down with a little whimper, and no regard for the angle he bent Jack's fingers. Jack quickly grabbed his ass and gripped Daniel's hip as he readjusted. Try not to break 'em off, Daniel, jeeze. If he knew anything at… all…
Ah.
No, Jack was willing to bet he didn't know.
He gave Daniel a sultry smug look. "Toys."
Daniel's chin tucked in, cringing, as Jack's smile slowly spread.
"Hoo yeah, the things we don't know about each other." Jack pressed aggressively into his very open, very embarrassed, and very willing Daniel. "Open-minded are we? Yeah, we're open all right."
He stroked in, faster, harder, as Daniel threw his head back, glorying in it, his knees spread. "I want…" he whispered.
Jack had himself stroked and slicked up in seconds. "Reading you loud and clear."
Jack reached down till he found that familiar candy-wrapper sound, buried where he'd dropped it between the sleeping bags.
Daniel peered over at him. "You've got a condom?" His eyes fell on the little square-wrapped package. "You brought a condom. On an off-world mission."
"More than one. You complaining?" Jack answered. He tore it open. "They should be standard issue. Next time I'm trapped on some planet for months and months, I'm not holding back. Never leave home without 'em."
"Oh. Mmm-yeah, come to think of it, I probably have one in my wallet."
"You brought your wallet?"
"Don't laugh, I brought my car keys once. Didn't mean to; it's just habit."
"Okay, I did the car key thing. Lost 'em, too." Jack snuggled down into the sleeping bag next to Daniel. "If the Goa'uld ever show up in my living room, we'll know how they got in."
Jack's ass was getting cold, so he rolled a startled Daniel on top, warm thighs bracketing his waist. He looked slightly… concerned, confused, until Jack languidly squeezed and stroked his bare legs. It was the reverse of the tub fantasy. Daniel licked his lips, and lifted up when Jack patted and held his hip, guiding him; he aimed and found his target.
Daniel grimaced… and his mouth slowly fell open, ecstatic, eyes half-closed… as he sank onto Jack's cock.
"Shhhh…" Jack said. This was where it got dangerous. Jack showed him how to be quiet, go slow and easy.
Oh, how he looked. Jack wanted to pull his shirt up and off, but it wouldn't be smart, so he contented himself with running his hands up and down under the t-shirt, enjoying his smooth, hard skin, and the way Daniel melted into his hands. Hadn't expected that, that Daniel would be such a softie. The eagerness, yeah, he'd figured.
Daniel jerked a little awkwardly at first, then found Jack's rhythm, gazing down at him cautiously, mouth hanging open in the dumbest of his dumb looks, tinged with a mindless smile.
~*~*~
Sighing up at the roof of the tent, Daniel's chest rose and fell. Jack's bag was unzipped and cocooned over them – which was damned stupid. If anyone poked their head in, it would be pretty hard to hide. But Jack savored that glorious invention that was body heat in a cold tent, snugly wrapped around Daniel, as warm as a furnace. Oh yeah, he believed this could save you from hypothermia.
"Actually," Daniel began, breath warm against Jack's arm. Jack glanced over at him in surprise. He'd thought Daniel was asleep. "I really did just want to talk."
"Disappointed?" Jack curled closer, hugging Daniel's hip.
"Um. No."
Yes, I finally forced the boys to cooperate. Sheesh.
Hooray, next part is here.
The Walls of Jericho - 25 (from part 1 here)
by Icarus
Inside the tent, Jack had his hand clapped over Daniel's mouth, effectively cutting off his oxygen. Not that he had any blood going to his brain anyway. When Sam's footsteps faded, he released Daniel and mouthed vividly: A Rock?!
"I… couldn't think of anything…" Daniel whispered.
"A thousand IQ and you couldn't think of anything."
"Hmmm. An IQ of zero right about now," Daniel murmured and sighed as they rolled back together. He took Jack's pants down to join his own, warm skin pressed against his, the brush of coarse hair against his thigh. Daniel started to kick Jack's pants past his ankles, but Jack shook his head.
"Never all the way off," he breathed. "You don't wanna hunt if something happens."
Daniel nodded blankly, and Jack crawled over him to fumble in his vest. With a startlingly loud crinkling sound he whipped open a paper thin space blanket and sat up to tuck it around the door. Jack. With his pants around his ankles and hard cock curving down in a smooth arch, pale ass flexed as he blocked the entrance with sharp, efficient tugs. Daniel simply stared. "That'll give us crucial seconds if someone comes in," he explained over his shoulder.
"You seem to know what you're doing…." Daniel observed, eyeing him.
"I've been around." But Jack couldn't help his spreading grin as he scrambled back with a thump into the down, his knee sliding over Daniel's thigh. Daniel folded into his warmth.... mmmm. Amazing how cold it could get in just a few seconds. He squelched the voice of reason and leaned up for another kiss, squeezing Jack's knee between his legs. Jack's arms bracketed him, cold dogtags tickling Daniel's chest as Daniel gave him a sloppy kiss. Well, it was an awkward angle.
He felt a soft rumble under his lips. Realized Jack was laughing. "Wha-?"
Jack didn't answer, just fell to his side in a boyish tumble and reached over his head for his vest again. A spurt, the sound of lotion. "I hope you don't mind SPF –" Jack held it up and pretended to peer at it in the dark. "– SPF nine hundred and something."
"Now I'm guaranteed not to burn."
"Oh, it's gonna burn all right," Jack leered.
~*~*~
"Is all well, Major Carter?" Teal'c asked.
Sam tipped her head doubtfully. "Yeah…" she said, slowly drawing the syllable out. "There's no sign of enemies or lava creatures or anything… strange." Her brow furrowed.
Puzzled by her manner, Teal'c tipped his head, scanning the camp for anything peculiar. Then he heard the murmur of voices.
"Doctor Jackson and Colonel O'Neill are awake," he observed.
Her smile was grim. "They've been talking all night." The whispers continued, interrupted by a sharp bark of laughter, quickly smothered.
"This is most unwise. They will likely be in no condition for tomorrow's duties."
She rolled her eyes. "Do you want to be den mother and tell the boys to get some sleep?"
Teal'c frowned. "Mother?"
~*~*~
Jack slid down Daniel's stomach, capturing Daniel's cock in his mouth with a pleased grunt. Daniel squeaked.
He met Jack's frozen stock-still silence with a guilty look.
Slowly, exasperated and with more warning, Jack's finger traced the soft curve of his balls to tease the crack of his ass. Daniel undulated his hips, head tipped back, lips parting with a tiny smothered moan.
Jack shot him another fierce glare.
Daniel paused, lips carefully sealed, and pressed back against his hand.
Paydirt. Yeah, this was gonna work.
Closing his eyes, Jack explored and circled the smooth button of his hole, toying with the silky hair. Okay, that got a little strangled squeak too, but, worth it. Daniel was musky with sweat, and pressed onto Jack's finger like a pro, working his ass, smothering eager little breaths.
This was too easy. Jack gave Daniel a narrow-eyed look.
"I'm guessing you've done this before," he murmured in an almost-growl.
"Hmm?" Daniel looked bleary and confused. "No, we haven't." Jack's shoulders sank in sarcastic patience. "Oh, oh, you mean, you mean with – with a man?" His eyebrows raised. He cleared his throat and glanced away. "It's like... Well… not exactly. Sort of. Not a man exactly." Jack puzzled over that. What? "That came out wrong." Daniel huffed and writhed a little. "Can we… just, um…?"
He squeezed down with a little whimper, and no regard for the angle he bent Jack's fingers. Jack quickly grabbed his ass and gripped Daniel's hip as he readjusted. Try not to break 'em off, Daniel, jeeze. If he knew anything at… all…
Ah.
No, Jack was willing to bet he didn't know.
He gave Daniel a sultry smug look. "Toys."
Daniel's chin tucked in, cringing, as Jack's smile slowly spread.
"Hoo yeah, the things we don't know about each other." Jack pressed aggressively into his very open, very embarrassed, and very willing Daniel. "Open-minded are we? Yeah, we're open all right."
He stroked in, faster, harder, as Daniel threw his head back, glorying in it, his knees spread. "I want…" he whispered.
Jack had himself stroked and slicked up in seconds. "Reading you loud and clear."
Jack reached down till he found that familiar candy-wrapper sound, buried where he'd dropped it between the sleeping bags.
Daniel peered over at him. "You've got a condom?" His eyes fell on the little square-wrapped package. "You brought a condom. On an off-world mission."
"More than one. You complaining?" Jack answered. He tore it open. "They should be standard issue. Next time I'm trapped on some planet for months and months, I'm not holding back. Never leave home without 'em."
"Oh. Mmm-yeah, come to think of it, I probably have one in my wallet."
"You brought your wallet?"
"Don't laugh, I brought my car keys once. Didn't mean to; it's just habit."
"Okay, I did the car key thing. Lost 'em, too." Jack snuggled down into the sleeping bag next to Daniel. "If the Goa'uld ever show up in my living room, we'll know how they got in."
Jack's ass was getting cold, so he rolled a startled Daniel on top, warm thighs bracketing his waist. He looked slightly… concerned, confused, until Jack languidly squeezed and stroked his bare legs. It was the reverse of the tub fantasy. Daniel licked his lips, and lifted up when Jack patted and held his hip, guiding him; he aimed and found his target.
Daniel grimaced… and his mouth slowly fell open, ecstatic, eyes half-closed… as he sank onto Jack's cock.
"Shhhh…" Jack said. This was where it got dangerous. Jack showed him how to be quiet, go slow and easy.
Oh, how he looked. Jack wanted to pull his shirt up and off, but it wouldn't be smart, so he contented himself with running his hands up and down under the t-shirt, enjoying his smooth, hard skin, and the way Daniel melted into his hands. Hadn't expected that, that Daniel would be such a softie. The eagerness, yeah, he'd figured.
Daniel jerked a little awkwardly at first, then found Jack's rhythm, gazing down at him cautiously, mouth hanging open in the dumbest of his dumb looks, tinged with a mindless smile.
~*~*~
Sighing up at the roof of the tent, Daniel's chest rose and fell. Jack's bag was unzipped and cocooned over them – which was damned stupid. If anyone poked their head in, it would be pretty hard to hide. But Jack savored that glorious invention that was body heat in a cold tent, snugly wrapped around Daniel, as warm as a furnace. Oh yeah, he believed this could save you from hypothermia.
"Actually," Daniel began, breath warm against Jack's arm. Jack glanced over at him in surprise. He'd thought Daniel was asleep. "I really did just want to talk."
"Disappointed?" Jack curled closer, hugging Daniel's hip.
"Um. No."
Yes, I finally forced the boys to cooperate. Sheesh.
Hooray, next part is here.
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