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By The Huntress
Authors Note: This was inspired by a manip by Midnight Ascension entitled Door. Go to her site http://www.geocities.com/blueglxy for even more hot manips, vids, and other great stuff....(and my favorite vid is 'I Drove All Night')
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"Daniel, please don't go."
"You invite me over for dinner, we have a nice meal, and then you spend the rest of the night making fun of my work."
"I didn't make fun of it. I only said...."
"You *only* said. It's always 'I meant...I only said...I didn't mean it that way.' I've had it...Air Force boy."
"Air Force boy?" Jack bit his lip. Now was not the time to start laughing. "In case you haven't noticed, I am *not* a boy."
"Neither am I, Jack!" Daniel fired back. "Boonie boy, rock boy, artifact boy, plant boy...any of those sound familiar?"
"I never meant anything...."
"There you go again!" Daniel shook his head in disgust and opened the door. "I'll see you tomorrow."
"Danny?"
Daniel paused, closing his eyes and taking a breath. Jack was standing so close he could feel the warmth of his breath on his neck. "What?"
"You're not going to leave me, are you? I just got you back from the dead." Jack didn't realize his use of the words 'me' and 'I'; he'd meant to say 'SG1' and 'we'.
"I'm not going to leave Jack. I...I promise." Daniel felt the hand covering his, felt Jack's body pressed against him. He turned around, staring at his feet for a few minutes before looking up. "What do you want Jack?"
"I want you to stay."
"I promise not to die again. Happy now?"
"No, that's not what I meant. I want you to stay here, with me."
"I said I would."
Jack couldn't help the sigh. "You don't get it, do you? *Here*." His other hand made a motion around the room. "With me."
"I have an apartment Jack or did you forget?"
Jack rolled his eyes. "How many PhD's do you have? Three? Daniel, when I say here, I mean *here*."
"And I said I have my own place," Daniel reiterated.
"For crying out loud, Daniel!" Jack placed both palms on Daniel's face, leaned in, and placed the most gentle of kisses upon Daniel's lips. He pulled back, smiling. "Do you get it now?"
"Why did you do that?"
"Because I have wanted to for so long and now seemed like the perfect time."
"Oh."
Jack looked heavenward again. "'Oh', he says."
"Jack, when you say 'here', you don't mean in the guestroom do you." It was a statement, not a question.
He brushed a wisp of hair from Daniel's face. "My bed, with me."
"I...I can't."
"Sha'uri," Jack nodded. "I understand."
"No, not that. She would understand if I did, believe me. It's...'don't ask, don't tell'. You could go to Sing-Sing."
Jack laughed aloud. "I think you mean Leavenworth."
"Don't tell me what I meant! You'll go to prison and I'll only get to see you every other Sunday."
"Daniel...."
"I don't even like Kansas. With my luck they'll have a tornado when I choose to visit."
"Daniel...."
"And they'll put you in a cell with some big guy named Bruno and...."
"Daniel shut up!" Jack kissed him again, not so gently this time, one arm moving around his waist, the other sliding behind Daniel's neck. He felt the hands on his shoulders trying to push him away, so he deepened the kiss, backing Daniel against the door. The hand at the waist moved lower, grasping Daniel's ass, pressing his groin hard upon Daniel's. His other hand moved down, both taking hold, rolling his hips, excavating Daniel's tonsils. He finally allowed Daniel some air, whispering, "Beautiful boy," before taking Daniel's mouth again.
At this point, Daniel's head was spinning. Jack was kissing him. *Kissing* him. He finally gathered his strength and managed to push Jack at arms length, catching his breath. "You've lost your mind."
"Danny, I lost it the day I met you. Among other things."
"What other things?"
"Oh, I don't know. My heart, my soul. The loss of my sanity came when I thought you'd died on Nem's planet. And then you had to go and die on Apophis' ship. It's getting kind of old already, ya know? I can only take so much. I'm not so young anymore."
"You lost your heart?"
"Next time somebody tells me *I'm* slow on the uptake, I'm sending them to you. I love you, you dumbass."
"Why?"
Jack opened his mouth, then shut it. He blinked at Daniel, shaking his head, a slow smile coming to his face. "Because...just because." He took Daniel's wrists in his hands, pushing them down behind Daniel's back and leaned in, nuzzling Daniel's neck. "I love you." He kissed his way up, blowing in Daniel's ear, one hand moving down again, fondling Daniel between the legs, finally pulling back to meet his eyes. "Come to bed with me."
Daniel just nodded mutely and allowed himself to be led upstairs, to Jack's bedroom. They reached the doorway and Daniel was hesitant.
Jack gave him a seductive smile, kissing him softly. "I don't bite." He backed Daniel inside, kissing him again. "Unless you want me to."
"I'm not worried."
The look on Daniel's face, coupled with the tone, which was three octaves higher then normal, gave Jack pause. "Haven't you ever...."
"Not with a man."
"But I thought...you're so open to new things. I figured that you must have, at some point...."
Daniel sat down on the bed, looking up with sad eyes. "Jack, I have a hard enough time with women."
"How many women?"
Daniel mumbled his response.
"TWO?!"
"I told you about Sarah; I was with her forever. Then came my research, then Sha'uri. I never had much time."
"B-b-but...."
Daniel thought for a moment. "Well, there was Hathor, so I guess that makes three."
"She doesn't count," Jack said quickly, sitting beside him.
"What about you Jack?"
"Men or women?"
"Whichever."
"I don't know. Lots I guess. I was around in the seventies, pre-AIDS. You slept with anyone and everyone. Sometimes two or three a night."
Daniel began to laugh. "You were a slut."
"Yeah, me and everyone else."
"Will I be the only one now?"
"Daniel, there hasn't been anyone since the day I met you, except for Kynthia and I was drugged by her. Me and my hand have been best buddies for three years."
"What about Sam?"
Jack's eyes went wide. "Sam? As in Captain/Doctor Sam? *Carter*? I like her, I respect her, she's got a nice body, but she's not you. You complete me."
"Oh my God!" Daniel felt his mouth twitching again.
"What?"
"You're a romantic sap." Daniel began to laugh again, falling back, holding his sides.
Jack lay down beside him. "And what's wrong with that?"
"I just didn't...I never figured you for a romantic Jack."
"Hey, I can do candlelit dinners as well as the next guy, slow strolls in the moonlight. Hell, I'll even read poetry for you if you like."
"As long as you don't try to serenade me. I've heard you sing."
"You don't like my singing?"
Daniel smirked. "Oh no Jack. I *love* your singing voice. Not."
"You're just jealous."
"Jealous? Because I don't sound like a dying animal when I warble?"
"Warble? Oh Danny, when you go into linguist mode it really turns me on."
"I turn you on?"
Jack propped his head up in his palm, leaning over Daniel. "Can I kiss you again?" At Daniel's nod, Jack placed his lips against Daniel's, "I love doing this," licking Daniel's lips, sliding his tongue inside as the lips parted for him. His free hand slid down, undoing Daniel's pants, zipper coming down, lightly touching the tip, feeling Daniel shiver beneath him. Pulling away, Jack, began to undo the buttons on Daniel's shirt, kissing his way down as each button was undone.
Once he was done, Jack sat up, straddling Daniel's legs, fingertips smoothing up and down Daniel's bare chest, taking a moment to pebble each nipple. "You like?" He received a nod, leaning down to lave one nipple, Daniel's fingers carding through his hair, holding him still. Grinning to himself, Jack kissed his way across, suckling the other, before lifting his head. "It gets better." Kissing his way down Daniel's abdomen, he raised himself, scooting down the bed, slowly easing Daniel's pants off, his own shirt pulled off and tossed aside, followed by his pants. Standing there in his boxers, he paused, before taking those off as well.
Daniel's mouth fell open at the sight of Jack's erection. "It's not gonna fit."
"Gonna is *not* a word, my beautiful linguist," Jack chuckled, crawling between Daniel's legs.
"That's the second time you called me beautiful."
"You don't like it? Would you prefer adorable? Cute? Sexy?" Jack stroked Daniel through his briefs. "You're going to bust out of these. I think I should take them off."
Leaning down, he took the edge of the briefs between his teeth, getting them down partway, blowing on the head, watching Daniel's dick twitch. He took the tip into his mouth, sucking lightly, the first taste of his newfound lover making him lightheaded. He was out of patience and pulled the briefs off, watching Daniel's dick jump to attention. He couldn't help another chuckle as a thought crossed his mind.
"What?"
"I was just thinking about how this is the only time you'll ever salute me."
"I hate you Jack."
"No you don't." Jack kissed the tip again. "You love me." He caressed the length with two fingers. "Tell me you do."
"I love you."
"I know. I've always known. It just took you a while to figure it out."
Jack suckled further on the head, slowly swallowing, feeling the tip at the back of his throat. His head came up, then covered the length again, feeding. He started to hum, moan, sigh, fingers fondling Daniel's balls.
"Jack, I can't hold it...Oh God...Ahh...." Daniel let go, flooding Jack's mouth, wondering if he were truly going to pass out.
Jack finally sat up, whispering, "Uh-uh, no fainting yet. We haven't gotten to the good part yet."
"I'm not going to survive this."
Jack's only response was a leer and a lick of his lips. He reached into the nightstand drawer, finding the lube, squeezing some onto his fingers.
"Turn over for me and relax."
Slicking his cock, Jack pushed his way between Daniel's legs, playing with his ass, gently teasing with his hand, not even attempting to enter until he felt Daniel relax fully. One finger entered, quickly followed by another, Jack pushing them deeper, knowing he'd found *that* spot within when Daniel screamed. He removed his fingers, wiping his hand on the sheet, grabbed Daniel by the hips to hold him still, dick resting against the tightness. His eyes met Daniel's again and he didn't move until he got a nod. Then he slowly pushed in, stopping as Daniel froze up, one hand rubbing his back, relaxing him further. It took a while but Jack finally managed to calm him enough, easing his entrance into that tight heat. He stilled, raining kisses up and down Daniel's back, lying over him to kiss his neck, bite his shoulder.
Daniel turned his head, wanting a gentle kiss, meeting Jack's lips, getting a forceful one. Daniel was dizzy by the time Jack let him up for air. "Jack...."
Jack responded by rotating his hips, screwing Daniel slowly, the hand on Daniel's back shifting up, grabbing his hair and stealing his breath again. Shifting back to his knees, Jack held his hips again, ever so slowly pulling out, sliding inside, deeper than before. As Daniel began to move with him, meeting his movements, Jack took control, letting himself go, picking up the pace.
Daniel's eyes were closed and he heard a moan, surprised to hear it come from his own throat. This was unlike anything he'd ever felt, ever dreamed. He had thought, somewhere in his mind, that sex with a man would hurt; but Jack was giving him only pleasure. Jack's hands...they were everywhere, his dick, his balls, his ass, his back...now they wrapped around his body as Jack leaned over him again. He was being pulled to his knees, held tight against Jack's chest, until he was in Jack's lap, Jack's dick buried inside him. Jack thrust up and Daniel winced, his entire body tensing; it was almost painful.
"Shhh," Jack soothed, nibbling on Daniel's ear, lifting him up a bit, easing him back down. "Move yourself Daniel."
"How?"
"Reach back with your arms around my neck for leverage; then you can fuck yourself on my dick to your heart's content."
Daniel's left arm snaked around Jack's neck, his right moving over Jack's, placing it on his dick. Jack stroked him slowly, while Daniel pulled himself up and down, back and forth. He nearly passed out when he brushed his own prostate, Jack telling him to hit it again and again. When Jack's free hand began to pebble a nipple, Daniel lost it, screwing himself on Jack's cock, shouting, head falling back, inviting Jack to mark him.
Jack dove in, sucking, nibbling, out and out biting, until he'd made an obvious purple bruise. He was too damned horny to care. Jack lifted him off, pushed him onto his back, pulling Daniel's legs over his shoulders. "Ready to be fucked?" He didn't wait for an answer, slid in, moving hard, taking Daniel's dick in one hand, thrusting even harder, wanting to lose himself, bury himself. And he did....
He threw his head back, closing his eyes, biting back the scream that threatened to erupt from his orgasm. Wave after wave of come, Daniel grinding his ass against Jack, wanting more.
His hand joined Jack's, the two milking Daniel until he came again, lips upon his, stopping Daniel's own shout of ecstasy. Daniel's legs fell from Jack's shoulders, and Jack eased out, smiling at Daniel's whimper. "You okay?"
"I am now."
"Me too. Wanna take a shower? Kinda sticky here."
"I've never showered with anyone before," Daniel said.
"It's fun," Jack answered, getting out of bed, pulling Daniel to his feet. "You wash my back, I wash yours...."
"Can we...do it again later?"
"Make love?"
"Yes."
"On one condition," Jack said.
"What?"
"I get to bottom."
"You'd let me....?"
"Love means switching positions so everybody gets a turn."
"I don't know Jack. I kinda liked being on the receiving end."
"Fine with me...bottom boy."
FIN
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