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Re: Hands / Fingerless Gloves/ Fantasy of Mission Sex 3/3chattycatsmeowOctober 30 2008, 01:44:16 UTC
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Jack's lubed hand would move around front. Would wrap around Daniel's throbbing dick. Jack's dry hand would move to clutch at Daniel's hip for leverage as Jack thrust himself hard and deep into Daniel. Pounding. Slamming into him. Jack's firm hand would whip over his cock, nearly driving him out of his mind with desire.
Daniel would hear Jack's voice in his ear. Would feel Jack's breath on his neck.
"Say my name," Jack would demand, his voice low. Harsh. Growling.
"Jack," Daniel would reply.
"Who do you belong to?"
"Jack."
"Who fucks you?"
"Jack."
"Who loves you?" Jack would ask, his voice tender.
"Oh, God," Daniel would say, his voice panting and broken, "you, Jack. Always you. Only you."
With that, their passion, their desire, their need for each other would break free. Feeling Jack come inside him would push Daniel over the edge. His own orgasm would be earth shattering. Spectacular. Mind blowing. A thing of trembling limbs and boneless satiation. Jack would keep him up. Keep him safe. Would hold Daniel with those capable gloved hands as they rested against the wall and each other, still quivering in the aftermath.
"Earth to Daniel. Are you even listening to me?"
With a start, Daniel returned to the here and now. He wasn't cuddling in post-coital bliss with Jack plastered up against him, but was sitting cross legged on the ground looking up at a cranky Colonel. Jack had taken his sunglasses off when he entered the building, but he was still wearing those gloves.
"Daniel, you've been sitting stock still in front of that thing for a good fifteen minutes. You were so zoned out you didn't answer me. You are still you, aren't you?" Jack cast an appraising eye over Daniel, apparently looking for signs of alien possession. His eye stopped at Daniel's crotch and one eyebrow lifted in comment.
Daniel could feel the heat as he flushed in embarrassment as Jack got an eye full of Daniel's very obvious erection.
Smirking, Jack asked, "So, what brought that on?"
Pointing with his chin, Daniel indicated the gloves. "Are those washable?"
Taken aback by a seeming change of subject, Jack frowned. "Yeeaaah," he drawled. "What's that got to do with - "
"Bring them home," interrupted Daniel in his best sultry do-me voice, "and I'll show you. Bring the whole outfit."
Jack raised both eyebrows for a moment, then licked his lips and swallowed hard. "Deal." He looked thoughtfully at Daniel, his gaze bouncing from Daniel's face to his crotch and back again. "But only if you bring your desert camos too. Only ditch the Boonie and bring the bandanna."
Daniel's cock twitched and he exhaled sharply as he held Jack's gaze. With a brisk nod, Jack returned to his perimeter patrols, but it seemed to Daniel there was an extra spring in his step. Understandable. Daniel picked up his reference book. The sooner he finished this, the sooner they could leave and now, Daniel had extra incentive.
Re: Hands / Fingerless Gloves/ Fantasy of Mission Sex 3/3advectionOctober 30 2008, 02:08:32 UTC
Pointing with his chin, Daniel indicated the gloves. "Are those washable?" -- rotf!
It's totally cool how you aimed the whole fic at Daniel asking Jack to wear the gloves. Hot mission fantasy whoooo! And I adore that exchange at the end. Jack's reaction to Daniel's erection is so longtime-partner of him -- easygoing and tolerant right alongside the smirk -- and Daniel's so to-the-point and perfectly Daniel. And of course Jack has a request too! And now Daniel can get his work done. Win-win-win. :-) :-)
Re: Hands / Fingerless Gloves/ Fantasy of Mission Sex 3/3antares04aOctober 30 2008, 19:35:23 UTC
"You are still you, aren't you?" Jack cast an appraising eye over Daniel, apparently looking for signs of alien possession. ------That's a great line and I it's interesting to read that this is the first thing that comes to Jack's mind. *g*
I really like it that both have the same fantasy in the end and will act on it at home! Very nice!
I don't know where you found my list o' kinks (besides the gloves being my prompt and all), and was going to ask to have it back, but you just go right ahead and keep using it for inspiration, okay? Thanks. :D
Absolutely perfect. ♥
And I have to squee on this: "Who fucks you?" *melts*
Jack's lubed hand would move around front. Would wrap around Daniel's throbbing dick. Jack's dry hand would move to clutch at Daniel's hip for leverage as Jack thrust himself hard and deep into Daniel. Pounding. Slamming into him. Jack's firm hand would whip over his cock, nearly driving him out of his mind with desire.
Daniel would hear Jack's voice in his ear. Would feel Jack's breath on his neck.
"Say my name," Jack would demand, his voice low. Harsh. Growling.
"Jack," Daniel would reply.
"Who do you belong to?"
"Jack."
"Who fucks you?"
"Jack."
"Who loves you?" Jack would ask, his voice tender.
"Oh, God," Daniel would say, his voice panting and broken, "you, Jack. Always you. Only you."
With that, their passion, their desire, their need for each other would break free. Feeling Jack come inside him would push Daniel over the edge. His own orgasm would be earth shattering. Spectacular. Mind blowing. A thing of trembling limbs and boneless satiation. Jack would keep him up. Keep him safe. Would hold Daniel with those capable gloved hands as they rested against the wall and each other, still quivering in the aftermath.
"Earth to Daniel. Are you even listening to me?"
With a start, Daniel returned to the here and now. He wasn't cuddling in post-coital bliss with Jack plastered up against him, but was sitting cross legged on the ground looking up at a cranky Colonel. Jack had taken his sunglasses off when he entered the building, but he was still wearing those gloves.
"Daniel, you've been sitting stock still in front of that thing for a good fifteen minutes. You were so zoned out you didn't answer me. You are still you, aren't you?" Jack cast an appraising eye over Daniel, apparently looking for signs of alien possession. His eye stopped at Daniel's crotch and one eyebrow lifted in comment.
Daniel could feel the heat as he flushed in embarrassment as Jack got an eye full of Daniel's very obvious erection.
Smirking, Jack asked, "So, what brought that on?"
Pointing with his chin, Daniel indicated the gloves. "Are those washable?"
Taken aback by a seeming change of subject, Jack frowned. "Yeeaaah," he drawled. "What's that got to do with - "
"Bring them home," interrupted Daniel in his best sultry do-me voice, "and I'll show you. Bring the whole outfit."
Jack raised both eyebrows for a moment, then licked his lips and swallowed hard. "Deal." He looked thoughtfully at Daniel, his gaze bouncing from Daniel's face to his crotch and back again. "But only if you bring your desert camos too. Only ditch the Boonie and bring the bandanna."
Daniel's cock twitched and he exhaled sharply as he held Jack's gaze. With a brisk nod, Jack returned to his perimeter patrols, but it seemed to Daniel there was an extra spring in his step. Understandable. Daniel picked up his reference book. The sooner he finished this, the sooner they could leave and now, Daniel had extra incentive.
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It's totally cool how you aimed the whole fic at Daniel asking Jack to wear the gloves. Hot mission fantasy whoooo! And I adore that exchange at the end. Jack's reaction to Daniel's erection is so longtime-partner of him -- easygoing and tolerant right alongside the smirk -- and Daniel's so to-the-point and perfectly Daniel. And of course Jack has a request too! And now Daniel can get his work done. Win-win-win. :-) :-)
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That's our Daniel - passionate yet practical, bless him.
Thanks for the detailed comments -that "long time ease" was what I was shooting for. That and the hawt sexxin, of course. :D
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Glad you liked it!
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I liked Daniel's fantasy - and I bet the reality will be even better!
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Both of those men have great hands - big, strong, with long slender elegant fingers. Guh!
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I would tell you but you're far too young to hear such smut. :P
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------That's a great line and I it's interesting to read that this is the first thing that comes to Jack's mind. *g*
I really like it that both have the same fantasy in the end and will act on it at home! Very nice!
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It's just one more sign of how very different their lives are due to the Stargate program. :D
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The question is, how did I get anything done at my day job while working on this on the sly. :D
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And the fantasy conversation! *dies*
I don't know where you found my list o' kinks (besides the gloves being my prompt and all), and was going to ask to have it back, but you just go right ahead and keep using it for inspiration, okay? Thanks. :D
Absolutely perfect. ♥
And I have to squee on this: "Who fucks you?" *melts*
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