![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Life Sure Ain't Ever Easy... Part 7
Wordcount of the day: 1,503
Wordcount in all: 15,597
You know the drill... WIP, sequel to 'Tales to Tell Your Grandchildren', sap alert *g* -- today's episode is merely homely fluff, we return tomorrow with you regularly scheduled plot *eg*
previous parts...
Something woke Jack from his sleep. Cocooned in Daniel's possessive embrace he slowly opened his eyes and looked up into a wild array of straw colored hair and a pair of blue eyes. A quick check told him that it was a few minutes to 6AM.
"Something wrong, Aislinn?" he asked in a voice still thick with sleep. Daniel had managed to teach him the art of sleeping in instead of keeping his usual military inner clock. Still, the alarm was set for 6 AM sharp and since he was awake already, he reached out and turned it off.
Aislinn climbed into the bed, stuffed camel in tow. Holding up the toy she asked seriously. "What does this look like?"
Jack blinked a few times, a little confused. "A... camel."
Aislinn sighed. "It says 'Camilla' on the box," she pointed out.
Jack hadn't noticed the night before when Daniel had brought it home. For a moment he wondered how much Aislinn had been able to read. She was scarily fast at learning and if anything, Daniel was a good teacher. The girl *was* only half a year old, in reality, but her mind was evolving as fast as she was physically, so before he knew it she'd be a hell of a lot smarter than he was.
Patience not exactly a virtue of hers, Aislinn continued, pushing the fluffy toy at Jack's face. "Tell me, does this look like a 'Camilla' to you?"
Jack almost choked. "Um... no?"
"No, of course it doesn't." With that she slid off the bed and disappeared out the bedroom door.
Watching with utter amazement and the feeling that he'd entirely missed something, Jack watched her go. A moment later his attention was turned to his supposedly sleeping SO. The arms around him had tightened a fraction and the lean body was shaking with suppressed laughter.
"Having fun, book boy?" asked Jack in a mock-threatening tone. Jack moved to get out of the iron grip, only to find Daniel pinning him down a moment later.
"I am now," whispered Daniel, eyes twinkling.
"Daniel," warned Jack.
Kissing the tip of Jack's nose, Daniel rolled off him, escaping the bed and finding temporary sanctuary in the bathroom. Jack grinned as he got up from the bed to check on their daughter. He found here in the living room, camel in her lap, as she was working on figuring out the remote. Seems like she'd managed just fine as she was currently watching some animal program.
Jack shook his head and sat down next to her. He noticed she'd already gotten dressed in the clothes Daniel had gotten for her the night before. Jack shook his head. "I see the clothes fit fine," he said. Then he noticed her bare feet and realized that they'd have to teach her the concept of shoes as she'd preferred to run bare feet while they'd lived with the Nox.
"You gonna be okay while we get ready?" he asked. Maybe he could talk Daniel into sharing the shower, just to preserve water, of course. It wasn't as if they'd stopped having sex just because they had a child and Jack's own house afforded them a whole lot more privacy for it than the hut had.
Aislinn waved at him, eyes glued to the documentary about tigers.
"You want breakfast now, or do you wanna wait for us?" Jack grinned as she reluctantly turned her attention from the TV.
"I'll wait, me and Lumpy are watching this," she pointed at the tigers currently lazying around in the shade.
Jack nodded, raising his eyebrows. "Okay," he said as he got up and made his way to the stairs. He stopped for a moment. "Lumpy?" He shook his head and went to find the wayward love of his life, hoping the other man hadn't showered yet.
"What took you so long?" asked Daniel, as he finished shaving.
"Aislinn's in the living room watching TV," grinned Jack.
"I don't want her to get too attached to the TV," frowned Daniel as he turned down the toilet seat and maneuvered Jack into a sitting position, waving the shaving blade at him.
"I wouldn't worry too much," snorted Jack. "She was watching a documentary on tigers."
Daniel shook his head as he lathered up the foam and distributed it on Jack's lower face. "Sit still," he commanded as he began removing Jack's stubble with practiced ease. It hadn't taken Jack long to learn to indulge in Daniel's more odd preferences. Like letting the man shave him. To tell the truth, Jack enjoyed it a lot. They hadn't had mirrors while they'd lived on the Nox home-world, and Jack hated shaving without, so Daniel had quickly taken the opportunity to do so for him. Closing his eyes, Jack felt the swift movements doing their work. Hooking his arms loosely around Daniel's waist, he sighed contentedly.
It was over quicker than Jack would have liked it to, but Daniel quickly wiped his face afterwards with a wet cloth, then pulled Jack to his feet. "Shower?" he asked huskily.
Jack's smile widened. "Thought you'd never ask."
Daniel licked his lips as he slowly pulled Jack's t-shirt up and off and continued to discard of Jack's boxers as well. Jack managed to return the favor as Daniel leaned to the side to turn on the shower. Grinning the two men stumbled into the shower stall, kissing and touching as they soaped each other up.
Jack leaned his head against the tiled wall as he let Daniel's hands roam his back. He felt as Daniel slicked him up with something and slowly pushed inside. They could do quick if they had to. Jack had plans for the night if he could get away with it. He was sure Daniel wouldn't complain and Aislinn was at the far end of the hallway as possible. Besides, the two men had learned the art of holding back vocally when having sex.
He closed his eyes and let himself get lost in the sensation of Daniel moving inside him, slowly in and out while the strong fingers curled around Jack's own erection, slowly bringing him to a climax. Jack let out a low moan as Daniel picked up the pace and began hitting Jack's prostate repeatedly. A moment later Jack felt the familiar tingling sensation as he pushed into Daniel's hand, his release hitting the tiles, disappearing into the drain as the spray from the shower washed it off.
Jack tightened around Daniel, feeling the other man let go as another quick thrust resulted in Daniel slumped against Jack's back, panting for breath.
"Morning, fly boy," he growled into Jack's ear, reluctant to pull back.
Jack tried to will his tongue to work, to answer Daniel, without any success whatsoever. Daniel chuckled as he finally drew back and pulled Jack around to give him a good, long good morning kiss. The kind that said: 'I'll never get tired of waking up with you like this'. Jack returned it with a quick: 'ditto'. Nothing but a quick nip to Daniel's bottom lip.
"So, what's up for today?" Daniel toweled himself off, turning to give Jack a questioning look.
Jack looked down himself and was about to crack the most obvious answer as Daniel's damp towel hit him square in the chest. Deciding to take the easy way out and just capitulate here and now, Jack hung both their towels to dry. "More tests and if we're lucky, maybe the Asgard will come calling today."
Daniel nodded as they went back into the bedroom to get dressed. A few minutes later they entered the living room to find Aislinn watching cartoons. Somehow that made Jack feel a lot better. "What'cha watching?" he asked as Daniel went to the kitchen to get started on their breakfast.
"Cow and Chicken," she answered, giggling as some strange red guy kept flashing his naked ass at the camera. Jack shook his head and followed Daniel to the kitchen.
Leaning over Jack stole a quick kiss from the other man before he pulled out plates for the scrambled eggs and toast. He sniffed as he watched Daniel beat a bowl of batter, while keeping an eye on the bacon already sizzling in the pan. Jack took over the scrambled eggs as he grinned widely. Sure, he could cook, but nothing beat Daniel making pancakes for breakfast.
Putting the breakfast on a trey, Jack carried it into the living room. Daniel followed a moment later with juice and coffee. Jack watched with a smile as Aislinn dug into her breakfast with gusto, arranging the stuffed Camel on the couch next to her. Well, he thought, as odd a family this might strike most people, it's all I want. He almost chocked as Aislinn proceeded to explain to Daniel that the camel's name wasn't 'Camilla' as it'd said on the box, but in fact Lumpy. They definitely had their hands full with Aislinn, but Jack wasn't complaining.
---
Note I: Lumpy the camel was most graciously lent to the family by Miz Devra and Miz babs, who first introduced us to the fluff-therapy in Goodbye to Dreams
Note II: No Lumpae (Lumpy, pl. -ae) were hurt during the production of this fic
TBC
Wordcount in all: 15,597
You know the drill... WIP, sequel to 'Tales to Tell Your Grandchildren', sap alert *g* -- today's episode is merely homely fluff, we return tomorrow with you regularly scheduled plot *eg*
previous parts...
Something woke Jack from his sleep. Cocooned in Daniel's possessive embrace he slowly opened his eyes and looked up into a wild array of straw colored hair and a pair of blue eyes. A quick check told him that it was a few minutes to 6AM.
"Something wrong, Aislinn?" he asked in a voice still thick with sleep. Daniel had managed to teach him the art of sleeping in instead of keeping his usual military inner clock. Still, the alarm was set for 6 AM sharp and since he was awake already, he reached out and turned it off.
Aislinn climbed into the bed, stuffed camel in tow. Holding up the toy she asked seriously. "What does this look like?"
Jack blinked a few times, a little confused. "A... camel."
Aislinn sighed. "It says 'Camilla' on the box," she pointed out.
Jack hadn't noticed the night before when Daniel had brought it home. For a moment he wondered how much Aislinn had been able to read. She was scarily fast at learning and if anything, Daniel was a good teacher. The girl *was* only half a year old, in reality, but her mind was evolving as fast as she was physically, so before he knew it she'd be a hell of a lot smarter than he was.
Patience not exactly a virtue of hers, Aislinn continued, pushing the fluffy toy at Jack's face. "Tell me, does this look like a 'Camilla' to you?"
Jack almost choked. "Um... no?"
"No, of course it doesn't." With that she slid off the bed and disappeared out the bedroom door.
Watching with utter amazement and the feeling that he'd entirely missed something, Jack watched her go. A moment later his attention was turned to his supposedly sleeping SO. The arms around him had tightened a fraction and the lean body was shaking with suppressed laughter.
"Having fun, book boy?" asked Jack in a mock-threatening tone. Jack moved to get out of the iron grip, only to find Daniel pinning him down a moment later.
"I am now," whispered Daniel, eyes twinkling.
"Daniel," warned Jack.
Kissing the tip of Jack's nose, Daniel rolled off him, escaping the bed and finding temporary sanctuary in the bathroom. Jack grinned as he got up from the bed to check on their daughter. He found here in the living room, camel in her lap, as she was working on figuring out the remote. Seems like she'd managed just fine as she was currently watching some animal program.
Jack shook his head and sat down next to her. He noticed she'd already gotten dressed in the clothes Daniel had gotten for her the night before. Jack shook his head. "I see the clothes fit fine," he said. Then he noticed her bare feet and realized that they'd have to teach her the concept of shoes as she'd preferred to run bare feet while they'd lived with the Nox.
"You gonna be okay while we get ready?" he asked. Maybe he could talk Daniel into sharing the shower, just to preserve water, of course. It wasn't as if they'd stopped having sex just because they had a child and Jack's own house afforded them a whole lot more privacy for it than the hut had.
Aislinn waved at him, eyes glued to the documentary about tigers.
"You want breakfast now, or do you wanna wait for us?" Jack grinned as she reluctantly turned her attention from the TV.
"I'll wait, me and Lumpy are watching this," she pointed at the tigers currently lazying around in the shade.
Jack nodded, raising his eyebrows. "Okay," he said as he got up and made his way to the stairs. He stopped for a moment. "Lumpy?" He shook his head and went to find the wayward love of his life, hoping the other man hadn't showered yet.
"What took you so long?" asked Daniel, as he finished shaving.
"Aislinn's in the living room watching TV," grinned Jack.
"I don't want her to get too attached to the TV," frowned Daniel as he turned down the toilet seat and maneuvered Jack into a sitting position, waving the shaving blade at him.
"I wouldn't worry too much," snorted Jack. "She was watching a documentary on tigers."
Daniel shook his head as he lathered up the foam and distributed it on Jack's lower face. "Sit still," he commanded as he began removing Jack's stubble with practiced ease. It hadn't taken Jack long to learn to indulge in Daniel's more odd preferences. Like letting the man shave him. To tell the truth, Jack enjoyed it a lot. They hadn't had mirrors while they'd lived on the Nox home-world, and Jack hated shaving without, so Daniel had quickly taken the opportunity to do so for him. Closing his eyes, Jack felt the swift movements doing their work. Hooking his arms loosely around Daniel's waist, he sighed contentedly.
It was over quicker than Jack would have liked it to, but Daniel quickly wiped his face afterwards with a wet cloth, then pulled Jack to his feet. "Shower?" he asked huskily.
Jack's smile widened. "Thought you'd never ask."
Daniel licked his lips as he slowly pulled Jack's t-shirt up and off and continued to discard of Jack's boxers as well. Jack managed to return the favor as Daniel leaned to the side to turn on the shower. Grinning the two men stumbled into the shower stall, kissing and touching as they soaped each other up.
Jack leaned his head against the tiled wall as he let Daniel's hands roam his back. He felt as Daniel slicked him up with something and slowly pushed inside. They could do quick if they had to. Jack had plans for the night if he could get away with it. He was sure Daniel wouldn't complain and Aislinn was at the far end of the hallway as possible. Besides, the two men had learned the art of holding back vocally when having sex.
He closed his eyes and let himself get lost in the sensation of Daniel moving inside him, slowly in and out while the strong fingers curled around Jack's own erection, slowly bringing him to a climax. Jack let out a low moan as Daniel picked up the pace and began hitting Jack's prostate repeatedly. A moment later Jack felt the familiar tingling sensation as he pushed into Daniel's hand, his release hitting the tiles, disappearing into the drain as the spray from the shower washed it off.
Jack tightened around Daniel, feeling the other man let go as another quick thrust resulted in Daniel slumped against Jack's back, panting for breath.
"Morning, fly boy," he growled into Jack's ear, reluctant to pull back.
Jack tried to will his tongue to work, to answer Daniel, without any success whatsoever. Daniel chuckled as he finally drew back and pulled Jack around to give him a good, long good morning kiss. The kind that said: 'I'll never get tired of waking up with you like this'. Jack returned it with a quick: 'ditto'. Nothing but a quick nip to Daniel's bottom lip.
"So, what's up for today?" Daniel toweled himself off, turning to give Jack a questioning look.
Jack looked down himself and was about to crack the most obvious answer as Daniel's damp towel hit him square in the chest. Deciding to take the easy way out and just capitulate here and now, Jack hung both their towels to dry. "More tests and if we're lucky, maybe the Asgard will come calling today."
Daniel nodded as they went back into the bedroom to get dressed. A few minutes later they entered the living room to find Aislinn watching cartoons. Somehow that made Jack feel a lot better. "What'cha watching?" he asked as Daniel went to the kitchen to get started on their breakfast.
"Cow and Chicken," she answered, giggling as some strange red guy kept flashing his naked ass at the camera. Jack shook his head and followed Daniel to the kitchen.
Leaning over Jack stole a quick kiss from the other man before he pulled out plates for the scrambled eggs and toast. He sniffed as he watched Daniel beat a bowl of batter, while keeping an eye on the bacon already sizzling in the pan. Jack took over the scrambled eggs as he grinned widely. Sure, he could cook, but nothing beat Daniel making pancakes for breakfast.
Putting the breakfast on a trey, Jack carried it into the living room. Daniel followed a moment later with juice and coffee. Jack watched with a smile as Aislinn dug into her breakfast with gusto, arranging the stuffed Camel on the couch next to her. Well, he thought, as odd a family this might strike most people, it's all I want. He almost chocked as Aislinn proceeded to explain to Daniel that the camel's name wasn't 'Camilla' as it'd said on the box, but in fact Lumpy. They definitely had their hands full with Aislinn, but Jack wasn't complaining.
---
Note I: Lumpy the camel was most graciously lent to the family by Miz Devra and Miz babs, who first introduced us to the fluff-therapy in Goodbye to Dreams
Note II: No Lumpae (Lumpy, pl. -ae) were hurt during the production of this fic
TBC