Sam's Hotel Room: Sometime before the dinner

[anextimeagent]

Jack was tired, sore, and very dirty. (Well, obviously, but this time it wasn't that kind of dirty.) He'd come straight from a near disaster of a job, one he'd pulled out of the fire - literally - at the last minute

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[carter_i_am]

There was an assortment of bumps and crashes as Sam dragged her luggage through the doorway, room key in her teeth as she muttered under her breath about stupid keys and inadequate security, then she stopped in the doorway when she spotted a naked man facedown on the bed. Then she realized that she recognized that naked rear end and she couldn't help the grin that broke over her face.

Setting her luggage and key aside, she sat down on the bed next to Jack and brushed his hair back softly, not sure if she should wake him, but very pleased with her gift basket, all things considered.

[anextimeagent]

Anyone but Sam, and he'd have been on his feet at the first crash, but some part of him always knew when it was her. So instead of a naked Jack leaping out of bed she got a naked Jack slowly opening his eyes to grin at her. "Hey, Sam."

[carter_i_am]

"Hey, you," she leaned down to kiss him hello, "I wasn't expecting to see you here."

[anextimeagent]

Jack didn't answer. He was too busy sliding one hand into her hair, pressing up to kiss her deeply, his other hand sneaking around to flatten against her back.

[carter_i_am]

Sam lost herself in kissing Jack, which was an activity she hadn't been expecting to participate in again, possibly ever. Before she could catalogue his condition, or how wonderful he made her feel, any thoughts that were forming scattered completely and she just felt.

[anextimeagent]

Humming low in the back of his throat, Jack sat up, pressing closer, the hand at her back sliding under her shirt to stroke skin, the other tugging at her braid. He had Sam; nothing else was important.

[carter_i_am]

Leave it to Jack to already be playing with her hair. She smiled against his mouth, then brought her legs up until she was laying down next to Jack.

Infinitely more comfortable, she rolled onto her side and rested her hand at the small of his back, pressing her full length against him.

[anextimeagent]

Jack broke the kiss, grinning as he wrapped his leg over hers. "I wasn't sure I'd make it," he said, kissing a line down her throat. "But here I am."

[carter_i_am]

"I can't believe it," she said, tipping her head back and hugging him tightly, "but I recognized the tattoo, and the lips are definitely yours. If it's a hallucination, I'll take it."

[anextimeagent]

"Nope, one hundred percent real Jack, all yours," he replied, sliding his fingers up her spine. "Believe it or not, they actually invited me."

[carter_i_am]

"And you came," she shivered and pressed herself closer, kissing his shoulder. "Did you bring clothes?"

[anextimeagent]

"I brought clothes." He nipped lightly at her ear, then started pullng her shirt up. "I even brought a present."

[carter_i_am]

Sam reached down to help him get her shirt off, pulling it quickly over her head. "More than just yourself?"

[anextimeagent]

"I don't think Aeryn or John would appreciate me quite the way you do," he laughed, sliding his toes up the inside of her calf. "I need you to be naked." Jack dipped his tongue into the hollow of her throat. "Now."

[carter_i_am]

Groaning, Sam undid her jeans and wiggled out of them quickly, then reached up to undo her bra. "Watch me not argue. I just can't be late to the rehearsal or Rory will kill me."

[anextimeagent]

"Sam," he breathed, urging her onto her back as he slid one leg between hers, kissing a path down her body.