FIC: "Uninvited Guests," Sam/Janet, SG-1
Your name: geonncannon
Fic title: Uninvited Guests
Rating: NC17
Word Count: 1,158
Disclaimer: Not mine!
Fandom: Stargate SG-1
Pairing: Sam/Janet
Prompt: Talking about parents at an inappropriate time ('Mom/Dad said/told me...', 'Did you know that my parents...', etc) or calling out to said parent during sex.
Sam moved on top of Janet, her legs spread to straddle her lover's hips. Their lips touched gently, already easily intimate in love-making. Sam reached up and brushed Janet's hair out of her face as she began to rock her hips. Janet whimpered and closed her eyes. Sam kissed her way down Janet's jaw and sucked her neck. "Mm, no hickeys," Janet managed.
"You don't want to wear a turtleneck?" Sam asked against Janet's pulse.
Janet chuckled and ran her hands down Sam's back. She dug her nails in gently and said, "I could make some marks on you... those big ol' jackets they make you wear... no one would see them..."
"Marking your territory?"
"You bet," Janet said. "I watched Star Trek, I know what happens to you intrepid galactic explorers out there. Green alien hotties ready to seduce you all..."
Sam settled against Janet and hissed as her sensitive flesh slid across Janet's belly. "When your commanding officer turns geriatric after going to bed with an alien, you tend to be wary of casual fucks."
"That's good to know," Janet said. She slid her hand between their bodies and cupped Sam's mound. They looked into each other's eyes and Sam was the first to look away.
She bent down and kissed Janet's lips. She reached behind herself and touched Janet, mimicking the brunette's ministrations with her own fingers. "Besides... mm. The mission tomorrow, there's no chance I'll end up seducing some hot alien babe."
"Oh?" Janet could barely follow the track of the conversation.
"Mm." Sam slipped two fingers inside Janet. "We're going to Revanna for a meeting with the Tok'ra. Dad contacted us about visiting... it's been a while since I've seen him, so... Oh, Janet, you're so tight..."
"Sam..."
"Janet," Sam replied. Sam bent her fingers and closed her eyes as Janet's hand stopped moving. "No, baby, keep going..."
Janet said, "No, Sam..."
Sam managed to get her eyes open and focused on Janet. Janet's eyes were wide open and there was a bemused smile on her face. She ran her hand over Sam's belly. Sam frowned. "What is it?"
"I love your father, you know I do. But if you could possibly not talk about him while I have my fingers inside you..."
Sam blushed deep red, from her breasts to her throat. Her ears were beet red as she sucked her bottom lip into her mouth. "Oops."
"It's all right," Janet said. "It's just a bit of a mood killer is all..."
Sam slipped her hand from between Janet's legs and stretched out across her. They kissed and Sam said, "So you're not in the mood anymore?"
"I didn't say that," Janet said. "We may just have to start over from square one."
Sam sighed heavily. She cupped Janet's bare breasts and slid down her body, kissing the luscious curves and plains as she went. She playfully took a bite of Janet's hip and rearranged herself so she could spread Janet's legs. She brushed her thumb over Janet's pussy lips and said, "Well, if we have to start over..."
Janet sat up and reached behind her to rearrange the pillow. She sighed as she settled back down and as Sam's lips touched her.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?!"
Janet's eyes snapped open and she looked frantically around the room. Jacob Carter had not actually just appeared, but she could hear his irate voice clear as day. "What are you doing to my little girl?!"
Janet swallowed and put a hand on top of Sam's head. "Uh, Sa- Sam... Sam. Stop, hold it."
"What is it?" Sam breathed. She turned her head and kissed Janet's thigh.
Janet said, "Maybe we should just call it a night..."
Sam looked up. "But honey, you were so close. Besides, I haven't had my turn yet..."
"And just what are you planning to do on her turn, Dr. Fraiser?" Jacob demanded to know.
Janet said, "I'm sorry, Sammy, I am, but..."
"You call her Sammy?!"
"Sam," Janet corrected. She swallowed hard and pushed her hair out of her face.
Sam sat up. "What is it? Is everything okay?" She kissed the swell of Janet's breast.
"It's fine," Janet assured her. "I'm not mad. I'm just not in the mood..."
"Oh?" Sam said. She cupped Janet between the legs and it was all the brunette could do not to melt. "Well, it certainly feels like you're in the mood..."
Janet moved to kiss Sam's lips, but angled her trajectory at the last instant to kiss her cheek. "I'm sorry, Sam. I don't think it's going to happen tonight."
"Okay," Sam said. "Well, I need to get off. Do you want to watch me masturbate?"
"What did she just say?!"
Janet wanted to say yes. She was aching to say yes. In fact, she wanted to get Sam off herself. But there was no way that was going to happen with Sam's father barking in her ear. Finally, she went with the truth. "Sam, ever since you mentioned your father, I've been hearing his voice in my ear. And... it's not exactly the sexiest monologue you've ever heard."
"Good. Now get out of bed, get dressed and go. My little girl sleeps alone."
Janet sighed. "You understand, right? I want to." She looked down at Sam's thighs and sighed. "God, do I want to... but with him right there... it's like if I mentioned General Hammond."
Sam nodded. "I understand. I do." She kissed Janet's lips. "But sometimes with my father. You just have to drown him out."
"You will not drown me out, young lady. You should be ashamed of--"
Sam kissed Janet again and slipped her tongue into her mouth. Janet moaned and let Sam lower her to the mattress.
"--yourself, defiling a man's daughter like this. Who do you think--"
Sam eased Janet's legs apart with her knee and pressed her thigh against Janet's pussy. Sam held her tight and began to rock.
"--you are--"
Janet moaned and rolled her head back. She bit her bottom lip and arched into Sam's leg.
"--doing--"
Janet took Sam's hand and guided it to her breast. Sam squeezed and pinched the nipple between her thumb and forefinger. Janet listened hard, but all she heard were Sam's harsh breaths in her ear. Janet dug her fingers into Sam's shoulders and held on for the ride.
Sam kissed Janet's neck. "Is he gone?"
"Yes, Sammy," Janet moaned.
"Good."
"What's 'good,' Major?" General Hammond asked. "And may I ask what you and Dr. Fraiser think you're doing?"
Sam sat up suddenly and looked frantically around the room.
"What is it, baby?" Janet asked. "I'm close..."
"Did you hear..."
"I didn't hear anything," Janet said. "Come on. Make me come. Please."
Sam lowered her head back to Janet's shoulder, but kept her eyes open to scan the bedroom for any more uninvited guests.
Fic title: Uninvited Guests
Rating: NC17
Word Count: 1,158
Disclaimer: Not mine!
Fandom: Stargate SG-1
Pairing: Sam/Janet
Prompt: Talking about parents at an inappropriate time ('Mom/Dad said/told me...', 'Did you know that my parents...', etc) or calling out to said parent during sex.
Sam moved on top of Janet, her legs spread to straddle her lover's hips. Their lips touched gently, already easily intimate in love-making. Sam reached up and brushed Janet's hair out of her face as she began to rock her hips. Janet whimpered and closed her eyes. Sam kissed her way down Janet's jaw and sucked her neck. "Mm, no hickeys," Janet managed.
"You don't want to wear a turtleneck?" Sam asked against Janet's pulse.
Janet chuckled and ran her hands down Sam's back. She dug her nails in gently and said, "I could make some marks on you... those big ol' jackets they make you wear... no one would see them..."
"Marking your territory?"
"You bet," Janet said. "I watched Star Trek, I know what happens to you intrepid galactic explorers out there. Green alien hotties ready to seduce you all..."
Sam settled against Janet and hissed as her sensitive flesh slid across Janet's belly. "When your commanding officer turns geriatric after going to bed with an alien, you tend to be wary of casual fucks."
"That's good to know," Janet said. She slid her hand between their bodies and cupped Sam's mound. They looked into each other's eyes and Sam was the first to look away.
She bent down and kissed Janet's lips. She reached behind herself and touched Janet, mimicking the brunette's ministrations with her own fingers. "Besides... mm. The mission tomorrow, there's no chance I'll end up seducing some hot alien babe."
"Oh?" Janet could barely follow the track of the conversation.
"Mm." Sam slipped two fingers inside Janet. "We're going to Revanna for a meeting with the Tok'ra. Dad contacted us about visiting... it's been a while since I've seen him, so... Oh, Janet, you're so tight..."
"Sam..."
"Janet," Sam replied. Sam bent her fingers and closed her eyes as Janet's hand stopped moving. "No, baby, keep going..."
Janet said, "No, Sam..."
Sam managed to get her eyes open and focused on Janet. Janet's eyes were wide open and there was a bemused smile on her face. She ran her hand over Sam's belly. Sam frowned. "What is it?"
"I love your father, you know I do. But if you could possibly not talk about him while I have my fingers inside you..."
Sam blushed deep red, from her breasts to her throat. Her ears were beet red as she sucked her bottom lip into her mouth. "Oops."
"It's all right," Janet said. "It's just a bit of a mood killer is all..."
Sam slipped her hand from between Janet's legs and stretched out across her. They kissed and Sam said, "So you're not in the mood anymore?"
"I didn't say that," Janet said. "We may just have to start over from square one."
Sam sighed heavily. She cupped Janet's bare breasts and slid down her body, kissing the luscious curves and plains as she went. She playfully took a bite of Janet's hip and rearranged herself so she could spread Janet's legs. She brushed her thumb over Janet's pussy lips and said, "Well, if we have to start over..."
Janet sat up and reached behind her to rearrange the pillow. She sighed as she settled back down and as Sam's lips touched her.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?!"
Janet's eyes snapped open and she looked frantically around the room. Jacob Carter had not actually just appeared, but she could hear his irate voice clear as day. "What are you doing to my little girl?!"
Janet swallowed and put a hand on top of Sam's head. "Uh, Sa- Sam... Sam. Stop, hold it."
"What is it?" Sam breathed. She turned her head and kissed Janet's thigh.
Janet said, "Maybe we should just call it a night..."
Sam looked up. "But honey, you were so close. Besides, I haven't had my turn yet..."
"And just what are you planning to do on her turn, Dr. Fraiser?" Jacob demanded to know.
Janet said, "I'm sorry, Sammy, I am, but..."
"You call her Sammy?!"
"Sam," Janet corrected. She swallowed hard and pushed her hair out of her face.
Sam sat up. "What is it? Is everything okay?" She kissed the swell of Janet's breast.
"It's fine," Janet assured her. "I'm not mad. I'm just not in the mood..."
"Oh?" Sam said. She cupped Janet between the legs and it was all the brunette could do not to melt. "Well, it certainly feels like you're in the mood..."
Janet moved to kiss Sam's lips, but angled her trajectory at the last instant to kiss her cheek. "I'm sorry, Sam. I don't think it's going to happen tonight."
"Okay," Sam said. "Well, I need to get off. Do you want to watch me masturbate?"
"What did she just say?!"
Janet wanted to say yes. She was aching to say yes. In fact, she wanted to get Sam off herself. But there was no way that was going to happen with Sam's father barking in her ear. Finally, she went with the truth. "Sam, ever since you mentioned your father, I've been hearing his voice in my ear. And... it's not exactly the sexiest monologue you've ever heard."
"Good. Now get out of bed, get dressed and go. My little girl sleeps alone."
Janet sighed. "You understand, right? I want to." She looked down at Sam's thighs and sighed. "God, do I want to... but with him right there... it's like if I mentioned General Hammond."
Sam nodded. "I understand. I do." She kissed Janet's lips. "But sometimes with my father. You just have to drown him out."
"You will not drown me out, young lady. You should be ashamed of--"
Sam kissed Janet again and slipped her tongue into her mouth. Janet moaned and let Sam lower her to the mattress.
"--yourself, defiling a man's daughter like this. Who do you think--"
Sam eased Janet's legs apart with her knee and pressed her thigh against Janet's pussy. Sam held her tight and began to rock.
"--you are--"
Janet moaned and rolled her head back. She bit her bottom lip and arched into Sam's leg.
"--doing--"
Janet took Sam's hand and guided it to her breast. Sam squeezed and pinched the nipple between her thumb and forefinger. Janet listened hard, but all she heard were Sam's harsh breaths in her ear. Janet dug her fingers into Sam's shoulders and held on for the ride.
Sam kissed Janet's neck. "Is he gone?"
"Yes, Sammy," Janet moaned.
"Good."
"What's 'good,' Major?" General Hammond asked. "And may I ask what you and Dr. Fraiser think you're doing?"
Sam sat up suddenly and looked frantically around the room.
"What is it, baby?" Janet asked. "I'm close..."
"Did you hear..."
"I didn't hear anything," Janet said. "Come on. Make me come. Please."
Sam lowered her head back to Janet's shoulder, but kept her eyes open to scan the bedroom for any more uninvited guests.