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ximeria ([personal profile] ximeria) wrote2003-07-18 01:32 am

Life Sure Ain't Ever Easy... Part 1

Yeah, yeah, I caved and started on a sequel to the old SG MPREG, well, I never said I'd make things easy for the guys, did I? Nope, don't remember making such promises...

RATING: NC17
Wordcount: 3,244


"Jack?"

Jack stirred lightly, the hammock swinging gently from side to side, the warm weight on his chest grounding him. Then the voice was back.

"Oh, there you are," a light kiss was pressed against his forehead.

Jack finally opened his eyes and looked into a pair of sparkling blue ones. "Something wrong, Daniel?" Jack wasn't overly worried, as Daniel was smiling and not really seeming to be as upset as he'd sounded at first.

"Mmm, no..." Daniel stole another kiss, this time on the lips. "I was just wondering where out daughter was."

Jack tightened his arm around the bundle of warmth lying curled up on top of him. Looking down his view was obscured by a mess of straw-colored hair.

Daniel kept running his fingers through Jack's hair. The older man scowled at him, but he knew Daniel liked the length it had now, after six months away from Earth. It was by now long enough for Daniel to bury his fingers in it, tug at it, play with it... like he was at that moment. Jack's eyes drifted shut again.

"She's growing so fast it's unnerving." Daniel's voice was the barest whisper in Jack's ear.

Jack sighed deeply. Daniel was right. In the six months since Aislinn's birth, she'd aged to be around five years old. Currently she was curled up on top of Jack, having taken shamelessly advantage of one of her dads lazying around. Jack tried to fill his days with something meaningful, but mostly he ended up hiking about the forest with Aislinn and Nefrayu.

The young Nox along with Lya had made their stay more than pleasant. Jack suspected that they did what they could to keep the two men from getting too restless, but considering that both Jack and Daniel were used to exploring, sitting with their hands in their laps just wasn't enough.

Daniel kept busy whenever Lya was around. The woman seemed to see Daniel's insatiable need to ask questions as endearing.

Sure, Jack enjoyed spending time with their daughter, but he missed the thrum of the SGC, of their missions -- and most of all he missed their friends. He knew that even though Daniel hadn't mentioned it, he felt the same way. As much as it was a challenge to be with the Nox and as much as Aislinn was a true challenge to keep up with, the old days were missed.

"Has Lya said anything about the growth?" Jack rubbed his cheek against Daniel's hand as it strayed from his hair down to cup his face.

"She's... expressed some worry about it, yes." A light kiss was applied to the corner of Jack's mouth, the barest hint of the tip of a tongue teasing him.

Jack turned his face just enough to catch the smiling mouth, their kiss deepening in seconds. It never ceased to amaze Jack how they still couldn't keep their hands off each other. It was simply getting more difficult as Aislinn grew older and more perceptive.

A muffled yawn drew the two men apart again as sleepy blue eyes watched them with quiet amusement and interest.

Daniel grinned down at her and accepted her as she held out her arms to be lifted off Jack. "Having a nap, Aislinn?" he asked, holding the child close in his arms.

"Yes," she answered, giving him her most serious look. "Jack was feeling tired and I didn't want him to feel alone."

Jack hid a smile. Aislinn had been calling them by their names since she had learned to talk. It was a precaution as much as for ease. If they came into contact or if... when they returned to Earth, it would make things easier for them all and besides, neither man wanted to explain to the little girl why she had two dads. At least not yet.

"That's very nice of you, Aislinn," Daniel answered in his most serious voice, but Jack could see the laughter bubbling in the other man's eyes.

"Well, you said that Jack is easily bored," elaborated the child, putting her arms around Daniel's neck, giving him her most innocent smile.

"So you decided to keep him out of trouble?" Daniel nodded and kissed her cheek. "That's very sweet of you, honey."

The little nose scrunched up at the endearment, but Aislinn didn't say anything. It seemed she'd learned to live with her parents being occasionally sappy.

A rustle of leaves made the three of them turn their heads. The lush green forest seemed to open up to let a smiling Lya through.

Aislinn struggled to get down and Daniel put her down on her feet and watched with fond amusement as their daughter ran as fast as she could over to Lya, who kneeled down and accepted the exuberant hug.

"Would you ask Jack and Daniel if you might accompany me on a little trip to the city?" Lya gave the child her entire attention when she spoke to her, something that always made Aislinn behave perfectly around the woman.

Jack sat up as much as he could in the hammock, nodding to Lya. They had been to the Nox city a few times, but as interesting and highly technological as it was, they could understand why most Nox chose to live on the planet's surface. Jack for one enjoyed the cottage the Nox let them use and it hadn't taken him long to get so well settled that he'd put up the hammock and started working with the clay like substance he'd found near the river. Apart from missing the action, he was feeling... contented.

"Can I?" Aislinn turned pleading eyes at her parents.

Jack snorted -- he recognized that look and something told him that Daniel knew or suspected the origin of Jack's amusement.

"It's *may* I, and yes you may." Daniel nodded at Lya. "Go pack your bag," he said to the little girl who ran for the door with a whoop.

Jack slid off the hammock. "You're taking her for an examination?" he asked.

Lya nodded, "Her rapid growth concerns me."

Daniel sighed as he leaned against Jack as if drawing strength from the older man.

Aislinn came running back out, her bag clutched to her chest, eyes sparkling with excitement.

Jack caught the child mid-run. Hoisting her up, he looked into her eyes, making sure he had her full attention, even as he could feel her energy thrumming through his arms. "Make sure you listen to Lya, Aislinn, okay?"

The blue eyes flared and Aislinn sighed, then nodded.

Jack grinned and pressed a kiss to her forehead before he pulled back to let Daniel do the same. As he put her down she skipped over to Lya's side and snug her hand into that of the Nox's.

Lya gave her a brilliant smile, nodded at the two men and disappeared into the undergrowth.

"Behave yourself, Aislinn," called Daniel after her, obviously knowing that they'd taught her well, but that the girl's curiosity equaled his own.

The light voice drifted back to them, "Yeahsureyabetcha."

Daniel turned slowly, eyeing Jack.

Putting his hands up in front of him, trying to look innocent, jack started backing away. Too late he realized that he was displaying a clear surrender this way, as Daniel began slowly walking towards him, an almost predatory gleam to the darkened blue eyes.

"Now, now, Daniel, she could've picked that up anywhere..." he defended himself.

"Jack..." Daniel kept advancing on him.

"Okay, okay, so you never hear the Nox saying it, but that doesn't mean they don't, right...?"

"Ja-ack?" Daniel sing-songed.

The husky voice made Jack shiver. Before Daniel, Jack had never heard anyone say his name like that. So loaded with promises, so laced with need.

Slowly Jack backed away, towards the entrance of the home, never for a second taking his eyes off Daniel. He made it a few steps inside before Daniel moved fast enough to catch up with him, grabbing the front of the soft woven shirt Jack was wearing.

"Jack?" Daniel's breath burst against Jack's lips.

Unable to force himself to answer, Jack ran his hands down Daniel's sides, feeling the muscles tremble underneath. Finally he managed to croak out a 'yes'.

"I need you..." nothing but a breathy sigh.

"Anyway you want," groaned Jack as he raised his arms to allowed Daniel to pull the shirt up over his head.

"On your back... please..." Daniel still managed to blush as Jack pulled off his glasses and placed them on the table in the middle of the room. "Let me make love to you?"

Jack was amazed that after so long Daniel still asked. Sure, sometimes it was spur-of-the-moment sex, but whenever the younger man wanted it to be tender well... he'd ask first, never assuming anything before he got his answer.

"Yes," was all Jack could say as he pulled off Daniel's remaining clothes and pushed his own pants down and off. A moment later he drew a naked Daniel into his arms. Warm lips closed over his, the lightest trace of a tongue sliding over Jack's lips, asking without words. Jack willingly opened up to allow Daniel to explore and deepen the kiss.

Leading them both in the general direction of their bed, Jack let his hands wander, tracing the muscles rippling under his hands as he slowly kneaded whatever tension he came across, to finally drop to the small of Daniel's back. Without another thought he slid them a little lower, fingers tightening over Daniel's ass.

The movement caused Daniel to press even closer to Jack, who could find nothing to complain about. After a few more steps they fell onto the bed, never for a second letting go of each other. Scrabbling up the bed until they were both securely positioned, Jack slipped his hand up under the pillow, drawing out a bottle. Sure, Lya had given it to him for use with his knee when it occasionally acted up, but they'd figured out a more... fun way of using the oil like clear substance.

Pressing it into Daniel's hand, Jack finally pulled away to spread out on his back, hands behind his head, watching Daniel watching him. Waiting for Daniel to make the next move. But the younger man stayed where he was, braced on one hand, looking down at Jack with a strange look in his eyes.

"What?" asked Jack.

"Sometimes I can't believe how lucky I am, that's all." Daniel reached out and traced a finger down over Jack's chest, playing with the dog tags that Jack was still wearing.

Theoretically Jack was still an officer of the AF, and as a habit, he hadn't taken them off. Besides, he was fairly sure Daniel would object to him taking them off. The other man seemed... fascinated bye them, at times almost mesmerized. And there was no way Jack was going to deprive Daniel of one of his favorite toys...

Speaking of toys... Some days Jack felt as if he was merely Daniel's toy or some strange alien artifact. Not that he was complaining, not with the level of interest and intense study with which Daniel seemed to want to commit his old worn out body to memory. And there was nothing wrong with Daniel wanting a refresher every once in a while. Not with the way he was trailing his fingers down Jack's body, dipping into every hollow, riding over every ridge of muscle and bone.

With a small contented sigh Daniel lay down next to him, working the bottle open. "We need to talk about Aislinn's future, you know..."

"I know," sighed Jack. "Let's wait until she and Lya are back and... enjoy ourselves until then?" The last he said with a light smile. He was as worried as Daniel, but he knew that there was nothing they could do about it at them moment. All *he* could do was take Daniel's mind off it for a little while at least.

Daniel's half smile told him that he wasn't fooling him. They'd been in tune before they'd started their relationship but now... well, sometimes it was ridiculous how easily they read one another.

"Sounds like a plan," grinned Daniel as he poured a little of the oil out into his hand, rubbing it into his fingers. "Lay back and enjoy, my Love?" Daniel's face was perfect innocence, but his eyes were laughing.

Jack snorted. "Only if you stuff the endearments, book boy."

Daniel waved his hand lightly from side to side. "A little more respect, please, air head, I'm the guy who's about to stick his fingers up your ass."

Jack raised an eyebrow at the air head comment, but grinned nonetheless. "So..."

"So...?" Daniel leaned on his elbow, hand hovering over Jack's groin but making no movements whatsoever.

"Are you going to do something with that hand anytime soon?" Jack gestured lazily towards the hand.

"I... might?" Daniel looked as if he was giving the idea some serious thought.

"Anyone ever tell you you're a tease, Dr. Jackson?" Jack asked with a theatrical sigh.

"Um..." Daniel scrunched up his nose, seemingly trying to remember something. "I seem to remember some old guy telling me so repeatedly..."

Jack moved fast enough to startle Daniel as he flipped them over, pinning Daniel to the bed. "What do you mean... old?" He tried hard not to laugh out loud.

Daniel wasn't holding back however, his laughter ringing through the air. "I take it back." With a wicked grin he reached behind Jack and slowly slid his slick fingers into the cleft.

Jack moaned and rocked back and forward, urging Daniel to move a little faster. Not that it worked. The younger man was obviously set on taking his own sweet time... or Jack's... Closing his eyes, Jack let his head hang down.

"God, Daniel, *please* don't stop..." Jack couldn't help smile as he felt Daniel's lips brush lightly over his forehead. Raising his head a little, but still keeping his eyes closed, he searched for those lips and when he found them he proceeded to show Daniel exactly how he felt about him.

It seemed to be working as Daniel's movements grew faster, urging Jack to roll over unto his back again, never for a moment breaking their kiss. A finger was pressed inside, and Jack couldn't help sighing into the heat of Daniel's mouth. Another finger was added and Jack felt the familiar sparks. Okay, so every time wasn't like first time, but it was always amazing. No one would believe that Colonel Jack 'bad-ass' O'Neill would just roll over for a civilian whenever said civilian wanted him to. And he'd go 'woof' if he didn't know that Daniel would stop and keep staring at him for a long time, wondering about the old man's sanity. No need to disturb the scholar's intense... studies.

Jack suddenly arched his back, trying to get enough air in through his nose as Daniel refused to break their kiss. Daniel wasn't making it any easier by repeatedly brushing his fingers over Jack's prostate, making him writhe with the insane pleasure.

Grabbing hold of Daniel's arm with one hand and holding the man's head with the other, Jack whispered breathlessly. "Stop Daniel, please, unless you want me to come before you do..."

"Mmm," Daniel nuzzled the side of Jack's head. "Can't have that, now can we?" He quickly rearranged himself to kneel between Jack's legs, slowly pulling out his fingers and smearing the rest of the oil unto his cock before he slowly pushed against Jack's opening to slide easily inside.

Jack had never before been too keen on being the bottom, but with Daniel it was different. It might be that Jack trusted him beyond anything, but he'd also learned right from the beginning, they maybe Jack himself was creative in bed as the top, but it was nothing compared to what Daniel could come up with when he was in a certain mood. So most of the time Jack enjoyed letting him, though he gladly did all the work when Daniel wanted it the other way around. It pretty much meant that whatever way Daniel wanted it, he got it. God, Jack was *such* a pushover... Not that he was complaining, as long as he had Daniel he was happy.

"Mmm, you feel good," mumbled Daniel, head resting against Jack's collarbone as he breathed deeply, trying to steady himself before he slowly began rocking back and forth with fluid motions.

"Oh yeah," moaned Jack as he ran his hands down over Daniel's back.

Daniel chuckled. "You know what I meant..."

"Mmm, a little less conversation, a little more action?" Jack asked innocently.

"Don't you dare quote Elvis on me when we're having sex," sputtered Daniel, trying to sound angry, but failing utterly as he couldn't bit back the laughter.

"Ah-aaaah," Jack arched again as Daniel found the exact right angle. "But so damned quaint, don't you think?"

"Come on, Jack..." Daniel whispered breathlessly against his lips as he lifted his head, the blue of his eyes almost eclipsed by the black of the pupils. "You *like* having conversations when we're in bed... want me to talk dirty to you?" he teased.

Jack growled low in his throat. As little as anyone would ever consider Jack rolling over for the civilian, they'd also never believe what a dirty mind said civilian had. "I'd love you too, but I'd prefer you put your mouth to better use..."

Daniel grinned as his lips closed over Jack's, his tongue almost curling around Jack's, coaxing it out, sucking on it. It didn't take long before the rhythm of it was driving Jack crazy. Daniel actually managed to keep the same damned rhythm moving in and out of Jack as he did sucking on Jack's tongue. At least for a little while.

Jack allowed himself to get completely lost in it, feeling nothing but Daniel's movements and enjoying the flexing of muscles under his hands. He smiled as he felt Daniel's hand snake in between their bodies to stroke Jack's cock. His hand slid back out, gripping Jack's hip, catching the erection between their abdomens as his movements became increasingly erratic.

"Jackjackjack," Daniel's whispered litany was enough to push Jack to his completion and the wet heat spread between their bodies. Daniel pulled back up unto his hands and knees, breathing hard as he slid his hands up Jack's thighs for extra leverage. Rising up on his toes he set a hard and punishing pace, causing Jack to gasp at the sheer abuse of his prostate.

The only thing escaping Daniel as he came was a soft mewl before he collapsed on top of Jack, panting for breath. A moment later he remembered where he was and drew back, out of Jack who almost felt it as a loss until Daniel slid back down into his arms with a small contented sigh. Jack smiled as he stretched his legs, feeling the familiar burn of the muscles in his thighs. Well, it may hurt a bit as he wasn't as flexible as he used to be, but it was all well worth it. Pulling Daniel closer with one arm, he reached down with his free hand and pulled the light covers up over their damp bodies. They had hours before Lya would return with their daughter and there was no harm in a little nap.

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TBC

[identity profile] sazandra.livejournal.com 2003-07-17 10:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Coming along nicely.
:)
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[identity profile] ximeria.livejournal.com 2003-07-18 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
*grins*
Thank you

I know...I am probably REALLY missing out--

[identity profile] ginger931.livejournal.com 2003-07-18 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
But these are the only SG-1 pieces of yours...
That I cannot bring myself to read.

>_<

Still.

Pregnant women make me feel creepy.
THIS idea...well, my skin almost falls off.

But I'm sure they make lovely parents.
*bites lip*

Lovely.

*hangs head in shame*
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Re: I know...I am probably REALLY missing out--

[identity profile] ximeria.livejournal.com 2003-07-18 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
::laughs::
it's okay Ginger -- I wrote the first two parts on a dare and there's a reason why both stories came with a warning -- I don't want people to read them if they feel uncomfortable about it. To tell you the truth, there are things about MPREGs that ick me as well (read one the other day) -- one of the reason why I don't give any details about the birth itself. Two reasons for that:


  • no man should be put through what his body isn't truly built for (hence the MPREG being written from Jack's POV and NOT Daniel's)
  • I may be evil at times but I'd never force a man to give birth the 'natural' way


I think I ultimately wrote it because the few MPREGs I'd come across... well, safe to say, I didn't very much care for them :coughcoughtheysuckedcoughcough: and because it was a personal dare -- just to see if I could do it *g*

But I'm not expecting you to read it if you don't want to. We live in a free world -- there are types of stories that I skip as well (I just don't do actual non-consensual sex very well).

hmmm....

[identity profile] ginger931.livejournal.com 2003-07-18 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
Knowing You...(well, at least being wildly familiar with Your work) I could probably swallow it.

May try.
I like confronting my phobias.
*LAUGHS*

(and yeah...actual non-consensual creeps me out too.)

And on another note:
DEAR GOD--THOSE CARTOONS WERE PERFECT!!! I want a calendar. MUST have a calendar!!!
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Re: hmmm....

[identity profile] ximeria.livejournal.com 2003-07-18 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
LOL -- trust me, I was howling the first time I came across them.

And you know me, if it's SG, if it's good, I wanna share it *g*

[identity profile] x5-536.livejournal.com 2003-07-18 07:02 am (UTC)(link)
MPREG isn't exactly my thing (::shudders::) but i think i read that fic of yours, wasn't it tales to tell your grandkids or something like that?

::saves sequel to be read later on:: i'm so busy. (for once!)
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[identity profile] ximeria.livejournal.com 2003-07-18 07:06 am (UTC)(link)
I know, I don't like MPREGs either... ::grins:: believe me, it was a dare... -- and yes, you're right, it WAS tales to tell your grandchildren *g*

wait for as long as you want -- the longer you wait, the more there'll be to read... *eg*

Re:

[identity profile] x5-536.livejournal.com 2003-07-18 07:11 am (UTC)(link)
i'm not even supposed to be online, gah.
i'll probably have to get offline for 2 months this month, haha. i was not going to check my friends page, but couldn't resist in the end.

wait for as long as you want -- the longer you wait, the more there'll be to read...
then i won't come begging you for more each time, lol.

[identity profile] lorienwillow.livejournal.com 2003-07-18 08:03 am (UTC)(link)
Well, unlike some, I actually like MPREG fics, at least when they're written as well as this was. Am delighted to see this fic start up again!
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[identity profile] ximeria.livejournal.com 2003-07-18 09:47 am (UTC)(link)
I don't mind MPREGs as long as they're well written *g* ::stares with fear over her shoulder at the Smallville fandom...::

But thank you, I appreciate the enthusiasm -- and God knows I've had enough naggings about continuing this storyarch *g*

Okay.

[identity profile] ginger931.livejournal.com 2003-07-22 05:32 am (UTC)(link)
Read it.

Hmmm........

Must read the rest.

Had to be a girl, aye?

*friendly smirk*
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Re: Okay.

[identity profile] ximeria.livejournal.com 2003-07-22 05:33 am (UTC)(link)
*g*
I have NO idea of what you're hinting at...
::whistles innocently::

Uh Hungh.....

[identity profile] ginger931.livejournal.com 2003-07-22 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
We'll see.

*tightens her belt--looks towards the Originals*

I'm afraid.

I'll dig in tomorrow.
(almost 8 AM in my world....)

I'm sure you did it right.

Sure. *gnaws on thumb*
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Re: Uh Hungh.....

[identity profile] ximeria.livejournal.com 2003-07-22 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
Don't worry -- you won't see an actual birth if that's what you're afraid of -- it irks me to read it, so I won't write it *g*

*Rolls over like an Otter--relieved*

[identity profile] ginger931.livejournal.com 2003-07-22 06:10 am (UTC)(link)
Then I CAN read it.

*bright eyes*

::cracks a shell open and gets to the yummy::

I do like how they care for HER.

Have you managed to create creation without the messy bit?

Seems impossible.

I will have to read it.

>_<

O.K.

You win.

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Re: *Rolls over like an Otter--relieved*

[identity profile] ximeria.livejournal.com 2003-07-22 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
LOL
if you read 'Your Mother Told You There'd Be Days Like These...' you'll know how the mpreg became possible.

And no messy bits, unless you count the sex as messy ^_~, because since the actual MPREG is from Jack's POV, I've chosen to give it a bit of a different spin, thus avoiding describing the actual birth *g*