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EPILOGUE
Jack took a deep breath before dropping down onto his couch. Taking a swig of his beer, he leaned back and closed his eyes. He'd been looking forward to this since they came back through the 'Gate. The hours after their return had been nothing short of hectic and full of explanations.
Sighing deeply Jack counted his lucky stars that he'd gotten to the General before debriefing and that the man had been willing to talk to Jack off the record.
"Mmmm, lovely," chuckled a voice in front of him and a heavy, warm weight settled across his thighs.
Jack opened his eyes and stared up into a pair of twinkling blue eyes. Daniel wriggled until he was comfortable and then took a sip of his coffee. The younger man then proceeded to take Jack's beer and placed it on the table behind him. Taking a last haughty draught of his coffee, the mug followed the bottle.
Grinning, Jack accepted the coffee flavored kiss, moaning as Daniel's tongue flickered against his own. He pushed his hands up under Daniel's sweat shirt, or rather, it was one of Jack's the younger man had borrowed.
"You seem to have taken a liking to wearing your CO's clothes," Jack teased.
"Mmm," Daniel hummed against his lips. "I like the idea of wearing your clothes." His hands traveled down over Jack's shoulders, one hand taking a hold of Jack's left wrist. His hand was quickly guided into the almost nonexistent space between their bodies to rub against the bulge in the sweats that happened to belong to Jack as well.
Their kiss grew deeper as Jack slowly leaned to the side, taking Daniel with him until they were stretched out on the couch, with Daniel on top. Panting for breath they finally pulled back, Daniel braced on his arms, grinning down at Jack.
"So, you think they bought the whole endorphin story?" Daniel's voice was still light, but tinged with a little worry.
"According to Janet there was still a high count in our blood when we returned." Jack shifted until he was comfortable under Daniel's weight, hands roaming up under the younger man's shirt.
"Yeah..." Daniel frowned. "Actually, according to those values it's amazing we managed to get back without jumping each other, unless..." Daniel pursed his lips.
"What?" Jack asked after a moment's silence.
"What?" Daniel shook his head and looked questioningly at Jack.
Rolling his eyes, Jack pulled him down for a brief kiss. "Unless what?"
"You think Janet suspects?"
Jack's hands stilled. "Why do you think she would?"
"Jack, according to those values, well, it's not my area of expertise, but I think we would have ended up having sex, audience or no audience." Daniel leaned further back, straddling Jack's thighs and began pushing the older man's t-shirt up and off.
"Are you saying that Janet... fiddled with the tests?" Jack blinked a few times, surprised, but lifted up enough for Daniel to pull the t-shirt off. Come to think of it, he wouldn't put it past their resident version of Napoleon to cover for them. Not that he wasn't glad if that was the case.
"Well, our levels *were* high..." Daniel let the rest hang unsaid between them.
Jack shook his head as he divested Daniel of his shirt. "I still don't get what the aliens were trying to discover by putting us through all that stuff."
"Well," Daniel scrunched up his nose, took off his glasses and put them on the coffee table. "Does a lab rat know what we're trying to figure out?"
"Guess not," Jack mumbled as he placed a light kiss against Daniel's side, so deliciously presented to him as the other man stretched out.
"Maybe they wanted to see what makes a Tau'ri tick?" Daniel sniffed Jack's t-shirt before throwing it over his shoulder with a mischievous grin.
Jack's breath caught as he remembered Daniel doing the same in the cell. "Well, I don't know about your average, ordinary, garden variety Tau'ri, but I know what makes *this* Tau'ri tick," Jack grinned as he grabbed both sides of Daniel's face and drew him down for a soul searing kiss.
Daniel moaned against his lips as he slowly ground his body against Jack's. "Who cares?" he mumbled.
"Maybe they just wanted to see us mate..." Jack chuckled breathlessly between kisses.
"Jaaack." The laughter vibrated through the both of them.
"Speaking of mating," Jack reached up behind the cushion under his head and pulled out the bottle of lube. As he answered Daniel's laughter with a smile, he dug into his pocket for the condom. It wasn't exactly easy as Daniel was working on getting the sweats off him. After a moment of struggling he managed to hand the elusive item over to Daniel. Then he proceeded to push Daniel's pants down. Daniel kicked them off and sat back, eyes going from Jack's crotch to his own and to Jack's face, asking.
"Your call," Jack said as he folded his hands behind his head, grinning like a loon.
Daniel stayed still for a moment, eyes closed, obviously contemplating his next move. Slowly a smile spread on his lips. Tearing open the plastic holding the condom, he quickly rolled it onto Jack, who closed his eyes, fighting the need to arch up into the touch.
Jack opened his eyes again and watched with a puzzled look as Daniel uncapped the bottle and coated Jack's fingers with the clear gel. Then he leaned forward to kiss Jack. The kiss turned from a light touch to a hungry mesh of tongues and lips. Daniel still managed to guide Jack's hand around his hips and it didn't take the older man long to get the idea.
Pushing a slick finger inside, Jack growled as he felt Daniel moving, pressing back against his hand. He had the suspicion that Daniel would be the death of him, but damned, what a way to go. Upgrading to two and three fingers, Jack got lost in the feel of movement above him and the thrumming of desire and need, the fire coursing through his blood.
Daniel finally stilled his movements and ended Jack's preparations by reaching behind himself, drawing Jack's hand away and around to wipe the rest of the lube off on Jack's cock.
Never for a moment breaking eye contact with Jack, Daniel slowly rose up on his knees, moved until he was poised exactly where he wanted to be, then slowly, so painfully slowly, he held onto Jack's cock and guided it inside himself.
Jack dug his fingers into the couch, trying to keep himself from thrusting upwards, to let Daniel set the pace. His eyes slowly slid closed as heat engulfed the head of his erection.
"Jaaaack?" Daniel's voice was low and alluring, so laced with need and surrender that it cut like a piece of ice though Jack's heated body. Not at all in a bad way; it was like sliding an ice cube over heated skin on a burning summer's day, like a glass of iced water after a long run.
Opening his eyes and meeting Daniel's piercing blue ones, Jack almost screamed when Daniel pushed down hard, taking him in with one swift movement.
No coherent words, let alone sentences were uttered as Daniel slowly moved up and down, never for a split second allowing Jack to look away. Not that Jack would want to. The sight of Daniel sitting astride him was so far beyond words that the only things making it past his lips for several minutes were strangled noises, moans and whimpers.
Trying to keep his control, to keep calm, Jack steadily kept his hands on the couch, kneading the material, wondering if he'd leave indents, a testimony to their act of love, of need.
Setting a faster pace, Daniel's voice, for the moment strong, drifted down to him. "Let go, Jack, it's just you and me here, there's no need to keep control..."
Feeling as if everything inside of him had been cut loose, Jack let go of it all, staring with wonder up at Daniel, who answered him with a smile, eyes almost shining with happiness. At the same time Jack let go of the couch, his hands fluttering up over Daniel's chest, finally allowed to touch, to caress, to tease the darkened nipples.
As if suspended in time, Jack let himself drown in what he saw mirrored in Daniel's eyes, the love, the devotion, the loyalty of a friend, of someone who was so much more. His hands slid up to cup Daniel's face, to draw him down for a sloppy kiss.
Daniel's breathing was labored as he drew back from their kiss, his spine straightening and his head lolling back, exposing the arch of his throat. Jack's hands slid lightly up over it, then down over the chest to finally come to a rest on Daniel's hips. The rhythm of Daniel's movement became forced, then erratic, as his control slowly unraveled.
They moved at the same time. Jack sat up, wrapping his arms around Daniel's torso. Daniel's own two arms felt like steel bands around Jack's shoulders and as his cock was trapped between their heaving bodies, his climax took them both by surprise, causing Daniel to tighten violently around Jack's cock. It proved too much for Jack's waning restraint and with a muffled cry against Daniel's shoulder, he followed his blue eyed wonder into blissful oblivion.
Returning to reality, Jack had no idea for how long they'd stayed like that. Arms around each other, ragged breathing slowly returning to normal, but his back was beginning to tell him it wasn't too happy about the cramped position. Jack didn't care, though. All was right with his world at the moment and for all he cared, it could go on forever like that, he wasn't complaining.
For a little time they could imagine that there were no Goa'uld, no aliens threatening their lives. No stupid rules that prevented Jack from telling everyone who'd care to listen that the one thing he needed, the one thing he craved as much as water and food, if not more, was right there in his arms. The one thing that kept him sane, not only by allowing him to hold on, but by holding him in return was right there with him, and he'd be damned if he'd ever let the man go...
FIN
Wordcount in all: 21,566
size: 121kb in pure text
previous parts
EPILOGUE
Jack took a deep breath before dropping down onto his couch. Taking a swig of his beer, he leaned back and closed his eyes. He'd been looking forward to this since they came back through the 'Gate. The hours after their return had been nothing short of hectic and full of explanations.
Sighing deeply Jack counted his lucky stars that he'd gotten to the General before debriefing and that the man had been willing to talk to Jack off the record.
"Mmmm, lovely," chuckled a voice in front of him and a heavy, warm weight settled across his thighs.
Jack opened his eyes and stared up into a pair of twinkling blue eyes. Daniel wriggled until he was comfortable and then took a sip of his coffee. The younger man then proceeded to take Jack's beer and placed it on the table behind him. Taking a last haughty draught of his coffee, the mug followed the bottle.
Grinning, Jack accepted the coffee flavored kiss, moaning as Daniel's tongue flickered against his own. He pushed his hands up under Daniel's sweat shirt, or rather, it was one of Jack's the younger man had borrowed.
"You seem to have taken a liking to wearing your CO's clothes," Jack teased.
"Mmm," Daniel hummed against his lips. "I like the idea of wearing your clothes." His hands traveled down over Jack's shoulders, one hand taking a hold of Jack's left wrist. His hand was quickly guided into the almost nonexistent space between their bodies to rub against the bulge in the sweats that happened to belong to Jack as well.
Their kiss grew deeper as Jack slowly leaned to the side, taking Daniel with him until they were stretched out on the couch, with Daniel on top. Panting for breath they finally pulled back, Daniel braced on his arms, grinning down at Jack.
"So, you think they bought the whole endorphin story?" Daniel's voice was still light, but tinged with a little worry.
"According to Janet there was still a high count in our blood when we returned." Jack shifted until he was comfortable under Daniel's weight, hands roaming up under the younger man's shirt.
"Yeah..." Daniel frowned. "Actually, according to those values it's amazing we managed to get back without jumping each other, unless..." Daniel pursed his lips.
"What?" Jack asked after a moment's silence.
"What?" Daniel shook his head and looked questioningly at Jack.
Rolling his eyes, Jack pulled him down for a brief kiss. "Unless what?"
"You think Janet suspects?"
Jack's hands stilled. "Why do you think she would?"
"Jack, according to those values, well, it's not my area of expertise, but I think we would have ended up having sex, audience or no audience." Daniel leaned further back, straddling Jack's thighs and began pushing the older man's t-shirt up and off.
"Are you saying that Janet... fiddled with the tests?" Jack blinked a few times, surprised, but lifted up enough for Daniel to pull the t-shirt off. Come to think of it, he wouldn't put it past their resident version of Napoleon to cover for them. Not that he wasn't glad if that was the case.
"Well, our levels *were* high..." Daniel let the rest hang unsaid between them.
Jack shook his head as he divested Daniel of his shirt. "I still don't get what the aliens were trying to discover by putting us through all that stuff."
"Well," Daniel scrunched up his nose, took off his glasses and put them on the coffee table. "Does a lab rat know what we're trying to figure out?"
"Guess not," Jack mumbled as he placed a light kiss against Daniel's side, so deliciously presented to him as the other man stretched out.
"Maybe they wanted to see what makes a Tau'ri tick?" Daniel sniffed Jack's t-shirt before throwing it over his shoulder with a mischievous grin.
Jack's breath caught as he remembered Daniel doing the same in the cell. "Well, I don't know about your average, ordinary, garden variety Tau'ri, but I know what makes *this* Tau'ri tick," Jack grinned as he grabbed both sides of Daniel's face and drew him down for a soul searing kiss.
Daniel moaned against his lips as he slowly ground his body against Jack's. "Who cares?" he mumbled.
"Maybe they just wanted to see us mate..." Jack chuckled breathlessly between kisses.
"Jaaack." The laughter vibrated through the both of them.
"Speaking of mating," Jack reached up behind the cushion under his head and pulled out the bottle of lube. As he answered Daniel's laughter with a smile, he dug into his pocket for the condom. It wasn't exactly easy as Daniel was working on getting the sweats off him. After a moment of struggling he managed to hand the elusive item over to Daniel. Then he proceeded to push Daniel's pants down. Daniel kicked them off and sat back, eyes going from Jack's crotch to his own and to Jack's face, asking.
"Your call," Jack said as he folded his hands behind his head, grinning like a loon.
Daniel stayed still for a moment, eyes closed, obviously contemplating his next move. Slowly a smile spread on his lips. Tearing open the plastic holding the condom, he quickly rolled it onto Jack, who closed his eyes, fighting the need to arch up into the touch.
Jack opened his eyes again and watched with a puzzled look as Daniel uncapped the bottle and coated Jack's fingers with the clear gel. Then he leaned forward to kiss Jack. The kiss turned from a light touch to a hungry mesh of tongues and lips. Daniel still managed to guide Jack's hand around his hips and it didn't take the older man long to get the idea.
Pushing a slick finger inside, Jack growled as he felt Daniel moving, pressing back against his hand. He had the suspicion that Daniel would be the death of him, but damned, what a way to go. Upgrading to two and three fingers, Jack got lost in the feel of movement above him and the thrumming of desire and need, the fire coursing through his blood.
Daniel finally stilled his movements and ended Jack's preparations by reaching behind himself, drawing Jack's hand away and around to wipe the rest of the lube off on Jack's cock.
Never for a moment breaking eye contact with Jack, Daniel slowly rose up on his knees, moved until he was poised exactly where he wanted to be, then slowly, so painfully slowly, he held onto Jack's cock and guided it inside himself.
Jack dug his fingers into the couch, trying to keep himself from thrusting upwards, to let Daniel set the pace. His eyes slowly slid closed as heat engulfed the head of his erection.
"Jaaaack?" Daniel's voice was low and alluring, so laced with need and surrender that it cut like a piece of ice though Jack's heated body. Not at all in a bad way; it was like sliding an ice cube over heated skin on a burning summer's day, like a glass of iced water after a long run.
Opening his eyes and meeting Daniel's piercing blue ones, Jack almost screamed when Daniel pushed down hard, taking him in with one swift movement.
No coherent words, let alone sentences were uttered as Daniel slowly moved up and down, never for a split second allowing Jack to look away. Not that Jack would want to. The sight of Daniel sitting astride him was so far beyond words that the only things making it past his lips for several minutes were strangled noises, moans and whimpers.
Trying to keep his control, to keep calm, Jack steadily kept his hands on the couch, kneading the material, wondering if he'd leave indents, a testimony to their act of love, of need.
Setting a faster pace, Daniel's voice, for the moment strong, drifted down to him. "Let go, Jack, it's just you and me here, there's no need to keep control..."
Feeling as if everything inside of him had been cut loose, Jack let go of it all, staring with wonder up at Daniel, who answered him with a smile, eyes almost shining with happiness. At the same time Jack let go of the couch, his hands fluttering up over Daniel's chest, finally allowed to touch, to caress, to tease the darkened nipples.
As if suspended in time, Jack let himself drown in what he saw mirrored in Daniel's eyes, the love, the devotion, the loyalty of a friend, of someone who was so much more. His hands slid up to cup Daniel's face, to draw him down for a sloppy kiss.
Daniel's breathing was labored as he drew back from their kiss, his spine straightening and his head lolling back, exposing the arch of his throat. Jack's hands slid lightly up over it, then down over the chest to finally come to a rest on Daniel's hips. The rhythm of Daniel's movement became forced, then erratic, as his control slowly unraveled.
They moved at the same time. Jack sat up, wrapping his arms around Daniel's torso. Daniel's own two arms felt like steel bands around Jack's shoulders and as his cock was trapped between their heaving bodies, his climax took them both by surprise, causing Daniel to tighten violently around Jack's cock. It proved too much for Jack's waning restraint and with a muffled cry against Daniel's shoulder, he followed his blue eyed wonder into blissful oblivion.
Returning to reality, Jack had no idea for how long they'd stayed like that. Arms around each other, ragged breathing slowly returning to normal, but his back was beginning to tell him it wasn't too happy about the cramped position. Jack didn't care, though. All was right with his world at the moment and for all he cared, it could go on forever like that, he wasn't complaining.
For a little time they could imagine that there were no Goa'uld, no aliens threatening their lives. No stupid rules that prevented Jack from telling everyone who'd care to listen that the one thing he needed, the one thing he craved as much as water and food, if not more, was right there in his arms. The one thing that kept him sane, not only by allowing him to hold on, but by holding him in return was right there with him, and he'd be damned if he'd ever let the man go...
FIN
"he followed his blue eyed wonder into blissful oblivion."
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glad you enjoyed it
::dives into the darned editing process of the entire story::
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Oh, the pictures You draw....
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You finally finished it honey, you must just wanna collapse now ;)
Loved it!
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Am, however, now thinking about doing the damned Tomb Raider crossover...
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my stargate muse seems to always be willing. Sometimes I suspect she might be on something *g*