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War Games Part 4
Wordcount of the day: 2,072
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Jack slowly opened his eyes, blinking in surprise a few times as a light movement of his head cause something to tickle his nose.
Hair. Brownish-blonde, short... The head on his chest shifted a bit and Jack was treated to a sight that took his breath away. Daniel's nose scrunched up slightly as he seemed to react to a dream, then relaxed back into a soft smile. Jack openly studied the long lashes and the youthful looks that he knew were only visible when Daniel was asleep.
As if Daniel knew he was awake, the younger man stirred and the eyes flickered open. Jack almost groaned as the tip of a pink tongue snaked out to wet dry lips. "J'ck?"
Jeez, Daniel really wasn't a morning person. "Rise and shine, Sleeping Beauty," Jack teased.
"Mmmphff, too comfy," Daniel mumbled as he burrowed against Jack.
Jack couldn't help the chuckle escaping him. "Wanna get up and make some coffee?" Come on, Daniel couldn't withstand the offer of coffee...
"You're making me choose between you naked and a cup of coffee?" Daniel said in mock-horror. "You *bastard*." He tried hard to hide a snicker against Jack's naked chest.
"Well, yes, I'm a devious old bastard, I know," Jack grinned back.
"Decisions, decisions," Daniel mumbled under his breath as he finally peeled himself away from Jack, wincing as their damp skin seemed to almost glue them together. Sitting back on his knees, he stared down at Jack, letting his eyes roam Jack's body, making appreciative noises that made Jack blush a little.
Closing his eyes for a moment, Jack simply enjoyed the feeling and knowledge that Daniel was there, in his bed, and that they'd actually done what they had the night before. The thought alone was enough to make Jack hard. Another thing that Daniel seemed to find intriguing if Jack were to judge from the noises.
"My, my," Daniel said in a fake-serious tone. "Is that for me?" He didn't wait for Jack to answer before he continued. "I'm gonna have to be a bad boy. I think I'll have dessert for breakfast and wait with coffee until afterwards."
Jack opened his eyes the same second as Daniel's slick lips closed around his erection, causing the older man to almost leap off the bed. "Fuck, *Daniel*, give a guy a warning, will ya?!"
Daniel merely giggled, the vibrations sending shivers through Jack's body. God, to be woken like that every morning... Jack lost himself in the wet heat and suction, reveling in the rightness of having Daniel in his bed, doing the most sinful things to him.
Not quite sure, Jack reached down, eyes still closed, hands ghosting lightly over Daniel's head, down the sides to lightly touch his shoulders. Daniel made an encouraging nose that almost had Jack losing the last shreds of control. Hands came up to grab Jack's, placing them on Daniel's head.
Jack was amazed at the level of trust Daniel was showing him in bed, trusting Jack with his body, with their... Jack's thoughts went flying apart as Daniel pulled back to suck on the head, running his tongue hard into the slit. Jack's howl must have been heard as far as mountain.
Coming to a few minutes later, Jack opened his eyes to look up into a pair of smug blue ones.
"I believe there was mention of coffee?" Daniel asked lightly, tongue slipping out to at already glistering lips.
Jack groaned and threw an arm over his eyes. What the hell had he gotten himself into? Finally looking up again, he gestured towards Daniel. "Don't you need...?"
"I can wait," Daniel said enigmatically.
"You sure?" Jack sat up, raising an eyebrow at Daniel.
"Yep, go put on coffee, then join me in the shower?" Daniel fluttered his eyelashes innocently.
Jack was halfway to the kitchen when his brains caught up with him. What the hell?! He couldn't help laughing to himself. Well, he'd never asked for a pliant, submissive Daniel, and he sure as hell wasn't getting one.
Jack quickly set the coffee maker and went straight to the bathroom. Where there was no sight of Daniel. "Daniel?"
"Go ahead," came the muffled reply from the bedroom. "Start up the shower, I'll be *right* there."
Jack shrugged but turned on the water, adjusting it until it was the right temperature before entering the shower stall. Leaving the door to the stall slightly ajar, Jack turned his face into the spray. Now, if he could get Daniel to agree to waking up like that every morning, he'd be walking around with a happy smile on his face for the rest of his days.
Keeping his eyes shut, Jack smiled as he felt the draught from the shower stall door being opened and closed. The presence behind him was comforting in all the right ways, as was the warmth of the body glued to his back a moment later.
"Hi..." Daniel breathed into Jack's ear, resting his chin on Jack's shoulder.
Jack shivered as Daniel's hands slid down over his chest to rest on hid abdomen, pulling their bodies closer together. "Hi y-yourself," he managed to force out, his mind applying for some much needed time off as Daniel rocked gently against him and Jack allowed himself to get lost in the steady rhythm.
"Jack?" The question was barely audible, the sound of the water almost drowning it out.
"Mmmm?" Jack leaned his head forward as Daniel continued from his ear across his the back of his neck, dropping little kisses along the way. Nuzzling the other below the other ear before answering.
"Can I...?" Daniel's hand slipped in between them and Jack's knees almost buckled as a finger slid down his cleft.
"God, yes," Jack replied before even thinking. Well, it wasn't as if he hadn't expected Daniel to, at some point, top him, but this was a lot faster than he'd dared hope for. He grinned as his response made Daniel moan and press a little harder against him. "What? You getting a kick out of doing your CO in the shower?"
"You have *no* idea how much," Daniel chuckled. "Or how many other fantasies I've had."
"Oh, I think I can imagine..." Jack gasped as a slick finger pressed inside him, slowly and agonizingly good. "Ha-having had quite a few myself."
"Wanna tell me, Colonel?" Daniel whispered into his ear.
"You tell me yours and I'll tell you mine?" Jack offered.
Daniel's voice became a little lower. "Deal..."
Jack closed his eyes for a moment as a brief flicker of pain shot through him before his muscles relaxed enough to admit Daniel's finger fully.
"Think of doing this to you in the showers on base..." Daniel moved his finger out a little before pressing it slowly back inside, drawing a long moan from Jack. "After a mission, walk up behind you and," Daniel pulled out to add another finger, "force you up against the tiled wall, air thick with steam, body slick with soap..."
Jack wasn't sure what made him moan, the fingers or the dirty little tale Daniel was sharing with him, but either way, he nearly lost it as Daniel twisted his fingers and hit Jack's prostate, making Jack's stance waver for a moment. "Jeez, Danny, what the hell...?"
"Happy button," Daniel snickered. "But I swear if you call me 'Danny' again, I'll leave you like this and go jerk myself off..."
"Ca-can I watch?"
"No," Daniel whispered as he slowly slid a third finger inside Jack, causing the older man groan deep in his throat.
"Bastard," Jack growled, not for a second wanting to jeopardize what they were doing.
"That may be, but I'm the bastard with three fingers up your ass," Daniel retorted.
"N-no one at the base would believe me if I told them what a dirty mouth you've got, Dr. Jackson," Jack gasped as Daniel set a faster rhythm.
"And no one at the base would believe *me* if I told them I was doing Colonel Jack 'I'm-such-a-bad-ass' O'Neill up against the shower wall... and that he likes it," Daniel's breathing was coming a little faster as well.
"Speaking of ass," Jack rasped out.
"Yeah, it's such a niiiice ass too," Daniel grinned.
A moment later Jack felt the blunt head pushing against his ass, as Daniel's fingers were withdrawn. He tried to relax but even as much as he wanted to, his body had other ideas. Somehow the knowledge of it now being Daniel's cock instead of fingers, well... it was enough to make him fight it a little.
"Jack... please, relax." Daniel sounded more than a little strained.
Forcing himself to control his breathing and his body, Jack finally managed to relax enough for Daniel to push the head inside. It burned in an entirely different way than the fingers had. Leaning his head back a little, he let the spray pour down over his heated face.
"God... Jack, this..." Daniel slowly pushed the rest of the way in, his arms sliding around Jack's chest. "You feel so good."
"Oh yeah," Jack sighed.
Daniel didn't answer, but his hands slid down to find purchase on Jack's hips as he began moving, slowly building a steady and punishing rhythm. And Jack hadn't thought he would be ready again this side of lunch, but he nevertheless felt the telltale gathering of heat in his groin.
"Don't. You. Ever. Tell. Me. You're. Old," Daniel demanded, punctuating every word by thrusting harder and deeper into Jack as he slid a hand around to curl his fingers around Jack's erection.
Jack felt his world narrow to nothing but the cool tile under his hands, the warm spray pouring down over them and Daniel drawing every last little ounce of arousal out of him, exchanging it with burn, friction and the almost painful pleasure of Daniel hitting his prostate with every thrust. The fingers around his cock began a steady counter rhythm and Jack was sure he couldn't hold back for long.
"Daniel, I can't..." he tried to get out.
"I know, Jack," Daniel whispered breathlessly. "Let it go, just... let it go."
Concentrating on Daniel's voice whispering soothing words into Jack's ear, the older man closed his eyes and did as he was told. His little world went so white it was almost painful, and he was vaguely aware of Daniel crying out his name and thrusting forward a few more times before collapsing against Jack.
Jack wasn't sure what was happening before Daniel pulled out of him and turned him around, drawing him into a tight embrace.
"You okay?" Daniel asked, his voice full of worry.
"Oh yeah," Jack murmured, shamelessly taking advantage of his position and clamping his hands down on Daniel's ass, causing the younger man to laugh.
"You don't take long to recover, huh, Jack?" Daniel's hands mirrored Jack's, giving Jack's ass a little squeeze.
"I'm not that old, but I'm sure you're gonna wear me out."
"Not a chance," Daniel smiled softly as he leaned back a little to catch Jack's lips in a long, sweet kiss.
As they finally drew apart to finish the shower, Jack couldn't help asking. "What were you doing while I was making coffee and starting the shower?" He hummed lightly under his breath as he rubbed soap all over Daniel's back.
Daniel turned his head to look over his shoulder. "Putting on a condom and just... enjoying myself."
Jack stopped for a moment, hands resting on Daniel's back. "You...?"
"Yep."
"On my bed?"
"Oh," Jack said, his mind supplying him with lots of images.
"Do you mind?" Daniel asked with a grin.
"No," Jack perked up and continued his task. "Feel free to... 'enjoy' yourself on my bed anytime you please."
"I'd rather *you* were enjoying me on your bed," Daniel said as naturally as if he was asking for another cup of coffee.
That idea sounded like the best in the world to Jack, who simply grinned and turned Daniel around to get started on his front, working up nice, thick lather. This weekend might be the death of him, but somehow the impending doom of the War Games wasn't quite as bad as it seemed he got to enjoy Daniel's company most of the weekend. Probably in his bed. Or on the couch, or perhaps even the kitchen table... Jack still had to share *his* fantasies with Daniel...
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Wordcount all in all: 8,622
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Jack slowly opened his eyes, blinking in surprise a few times as a light movement of his head cause something to tickle his nose.
Hair. Brownish-blonde, short... The head on his chest shifted a bit and Jack was treated to a sight that took his breath away. Daniel's nose scrunched up slightly as he seemed to react to a dream, then relaxed back into a soft smile. Jack openly studied the long lashes and the youthful looks that he knew were only visible when Daniel was asleep.
As if Daniel knew he was awake, the younger man stirred and the eyes flickered open. Jack almost groaned as the tip of a pink tongue snaked out to wet dry lips. "J'ck?"
Jeez, Daniel really wasn't a morning person. "Rise and shine, Sleeping Beauty," Jack teased.
"Mmmphff, too comfy," Daniel mumbled as he burrowed against Jack.
Jack couldn't help the chuckle escaping him. "Wanna get up and make some coffee?" Come on, Daniel couldn't withstand the offer of coffee...
"You're making me choose between you naked and a cup of coffee?" Daniel said in mock-horror. "You *bastard*." He tried hard to hide a snicker against Jack's naked chest.
"Well, yes, I'm a devious old bastard, I know," Jack grinned back.
"Decisions, decisions," Daniel mumbled under his breath as he finally peeled himself away from Jack, wincing as their damp skin seemed to almost glue them together. Sitting back on his knees, he stared down at Jack, letting his eyes roam Jack's body, making appreciative noises that made Jack blush a little.
Closing his eyes for a moment, Jack simply enjoyed the feeling and knowledge that Daniel was there, in his bed, and that they'd actually done what they had the night before. The thought alone was enough to make Jack hard. Another thing that Daniel seemed to find intriguing if Jack were to judge from the noises.
"My, my," Daniel said in a fake-serious tone. "Is that for me?" He didn't wait for Jack to answer before he continued. "I'm gonna have to be a bad boy. I think I'll have dessert for breakfast and wait with coffee until afterwards."
Jack opened his eyes the same second as Daniel's slick lips closed around his erection, causing the older man to almost leap off the bed. "Fuck, *Daniel*, give a guy a warning, will ya?!"
Daniel merely giggled, the vibrations sending shivers through Jack's body. God, to be woken like that every morning... Jack lost himself in the wet heat and suction, reveling in the rightness of having Daniel in his bed, doing the most sinful things to him.
Not quite sure, Jack reached down, eyes still closed, hands ghosting lightly over Daniel's head, down the sides to lightly touch his shoulders. Daniel made an encouraging nose that almost had Jack losing the last shreds of control. Hands came up to grab Jack's, placing them on Daniel's head.
Jack was amazed at the level of trust Daniel was showing him in bed, trusting Jack with his body, with their... Jack's thoughts went flying apart as Daniel pulled back to suck on the head, running his tongue hard into the slit. Jack's howl must have been heard as far as mountain.
Coming to a few minutes later, Jack opened his eyes to look up into a pair of smug blue ones.
"I believe there was mention of coffee?" Daniel asked lightly, tongue slipping out to at already glistering lips.
Jack groaned and threw an arm over his eyes. What the hell had he gotten himself into? Finally looking up again, he gestured towards Daniel. "Don't you need...?"
"I can wait," Daniel said enigmatically.
"You sure?" Jack sat up, raising an eyebrow at Daniel.
"Yep, go put on coffee, then join me in the shower?" Daniel fluttered his eyelashes innocently.
Jack was halfway to the kitchen when his brains caught up with him. What the hell?! He couldn't help laughing to himself. Well, he'd never asked for a pliant, submissive Daniel, and he sure as hell wasn't getting one.
Jack quickly set the coffee maker and went straight to the bathroom. Where there was no sight of Daniel. "Daniel?"
"Go ahead," came the muffled reply from the bedroom. "Start up the shower, I'll be *right* there."
Jack shrugged but turned on the water, adjusting it until it was the right temperature before entering the shower stall. Leaving the door to the stall slightly ajar, Jack turned his face into the spray. Now, if he could get Daniel to agree to waking up like that every morning, he'd be walking around with a happy smile on his face for the rest of his days.
Keeping his eyes shut, Jack smiled as he felt the draught from the shower stall door being opened and closed. The presence behind him was comforting in all the right ways, as was the warmth of the body glued to his back a moment later.
"Hi..." Daniel breathed into Jack's ear, resting his chin on Jack's shoulder.
Jack shivered as Daniel's hands slid down over his chest to rest on hid abdomen, pulling their bodies closer together. "Hi y-yourself," he managed to force out, his mind applying for some much needed time off as Daniel rocked gently against him and Jack allowed himself to get lost in the steady rhythm.
"Jack?" The question was barely audible, the sound of the water almost drowning it out.
"Mmmm?" Jack leaned his head forward as Daniel continued from his ear across his the back of his neck, dropping little kisses along the way. Nuzzling the other below the other ear before answering.
"Can I...?" Daniel's hand slipped in between them and Jack's knees almost buckled as a finger slid down his cleft.
"God, yes," Jack replied before even thinking. Well, it wasn't as if he hadn't expected Daniel to, at some point, top him, but this was a lot faster than he'd dared hope for. He grinned as his response made Daniel moan and press a little harder against him. "What? You getting a kick out of doing your CO in the shower?"
"You have *no* idea how much," Daniel chuckled. "Or how many other fantasies I've had."
"Oh, I think I can imagine..." Jack gasped as a slick finger pressed inside him, slowly and agonizingly good. "Ha-having had quite a few myself."
"Wanna tell me, Colonel?" Daniel whispered into his ear.
"You tell me yours and I'll tell you mine?" Jack offered.
Daniel's voice became a little lower. "Deal..."
Jack closed his eyes for a moment as a brief flicker of pain shot through him before his muscles relaxed enough to admit Daniel's finger fully.
"Think of doing this to you in the showers on base..." Daniel moved his finger out a little before pressing it slowly back inside, drawing a long moan from Jack. "After a mission, walk up behind you and," Daniel pulled out to add another finger, "force you up against the tiled wall, air thick with steam, body slick with soap..."
Jack wasn't sure what made him moan, the fingers or the dirty little tale Daniel was sharing with him, but either way, he nearly lost it as Daniel twisted his fingers and hit Jack's prostate, making Jack's stance waver for a moment. "Jeez, Danny, what the hell...?"
"Happy button," Daniel snickered. "But I swear if you call me 'Danny' again, I'll leave you like this and go jerk myself off..."
"Ca-can I watch?"
"No," Daniel whispered as he slowly slid a third finger inside Jack, causing the older man groan deep in his throat.
"Bastard," Jack growled, not for a second wanting to jeopardize what they were doing.
"That may be, but I'm the bastard with three fingers up your ass," Daniel retorted.
"N-no one at the base would believe me if I told them what a dirty mouth you've got, Dr. Jackson," Jack gasped as Daniel set a faster rhythm.
"And no one at the base would believe *me* if I told them I was doing Colonel Jack 'I'm-such-a-bad-ass' O'Neill up against the shower wall... and that he likes it," Daniel's breathing was coming a little faster as well.
"Speaking of ass," Jack rasped out.
"Yeah, it's such a niiiice ass too," Daniel grinned.
A moment later Jack felt the blunt head pushing against his ass, as Daniel's fingers were withdrawn. He tried to relax but even as much as he wanted to, his body had other ideas. Somehow the knowledge of it now being Daniel's cock instead of fingers, well... it was enough to make him fight it a little.
"Jack... please, relax." Daniel sounded more than a little strained.
Forcing himself to control his breathing and his body, Jack finally managed to relax enough for Daniel to push the head inside. It burned in an entirely different way than the fingers had. Leaning his head back a little, he let the spray pour down over his heated face.
"God... Jack, this..." Daniel slowly pushed the rest of the way in, his arms sliding around Jack's chest. "You feel so good."
"Oh yeah," Jack sighed.
Daniel didn't answer, but his hands slid down to find purchase on Jack's hips as he began moving, slowly building a steady and punishing rhythm. And Jack hadn't thought he would be ready again this side of lunch, but he nevertheless felt the telltale gathering of heat in his groin.
"Don't. You. Ever. Tell. Me. You're. Old," Daniel demanded, punctuating every word by thrusting harder and deeper into Jack as he slid a hand around to curl his fingers around Jack's erection.
Jack felt his world narrow to nothing but the cool tile under his hands, the warm spray pouring down over them and Daniel drawing every last little ounce of arousal out of him, exchanging it with burn, friction and the almost painful pleasure of Daniel hitting his prostate with every thrust. The fingers around his cock began a steady counter rhythm and Jack was sure he couldn't hold back for long.
"Daniel, I can't..." he tried to get out.
"I know, Jack," Daniel whispered breathlessly. "Let it go, just... let it go."
Concentrating on Daniel's voice whispering soothing words into Jack's ear, the older man closed his eyes and did as he was told. His little world went so white it was almost painful, and he was vaguely aware of Daniel crying out his name and thrusting forward a few more times before collapsing against Jack.
Jack wasn't sure what was happening before Daniel pulled out of him and turned him around, drawing him into a tight embrace.
"You okay?" Daniel asked, his voice full of worry.
"Oh yeah," Jack murmured, shamelessly taking advantage of his position and clamping his hands down on Daniel's ass, causing the younger man to laugh.
"You don't take long to recover, huh, Jack?" Daniel's hands mirrored Jack's, giving Jack's ass a little squeeze.
"I'm not that old, but I'm sure you're gonna wear me out."
"Not a chance," Daniel smiled softly as he leaned back a little to catch Jack's lips in a long, sweet kiss.
As they finally drew apart to finish the shower, Jack couldn't help asking. "What were you doing while I was making coffee and starting the shower?" He hummed lightly under his breath as he rubbed soap all over Daniel's back.
Daniel turned his head to look over his shoulder. "Putting on a condom and just... enjoying myself."
Jack stopped for a moment, hands resting on Daniel's back. "You...?"
"Yep."
"On my bed?"
"Oh," Jack said, his mind supplying him with lots of images.
"Do you mind?" Daniel asked with a grin.
"No," Jack perked up and continued his task. "Feel free to... 'enjoy' yourself on my bed anytime you please."
"I'd rather *you* were enjoying me on your bed," Daniel said as naturally as if he was asking for another cup of coffee.
That idea sounded like the best in the world to Jack, who simply grinned and turned Daniel around to get started on his front, working up nice, thick lather. This weekend might be the death of him, but somehow the impending doom of the War Games wasn't quite as bad as it seemed he got to enjoy Daniel's company most of the weekend. Probably in his bed. Or on the couch, or perhaps even the kitchen table... Jack still had to share *his* fantasies with Daniel...
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previous parts
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if it's any easier, give me a holler, and I'll copy and past it into a mail for you
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quinsane@intnet.mu
and THANKS =)
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::goes back to working on Jack/Daniel fic::
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YES! ::pumps fist in air::
*g*
we're being pretty silly, aren't we? ^_^
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And I posted a snippet of the Jack/Daniel fic I'm working on in my newest LJ entry. Just for you!
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::runs as fast as she can::
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Have a good trip and a niiiice con! (I take it you're going to the SFX...)
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