Fic-Pedicures, Mochaccinos, and Victoria's Secret-Cam/Vala/Sam-NC17
Fandom: Stargate: SG-1
Pairing: Cam/Vala/Sam
Rating: NC-17.
Notes: ThreesomeFic. Inspired by the title line from the beginning of "Family Ties" and the scene surrounding it. Beta'd by the lovely vinegardog who swallowed her dislike of Sam's presence to read it over for me. ;) Thanks for your sacrifice! Also I don't think I'm ever writing a threesome again. This was HARD, and I'm not sure I am totally happy with it. Actually I know I'm not. Whatever. lol.
Pedicures, mochaccinos, and Victoria's Secret.
Sam's words had been echoing in Cam's mind ever since they'd left her mouth.
As had the image of the two of them walking away from him in those skirts. It had been all he could do to keep his mind on the mission, and now he was standing outside Vala's door, trying to decide if he should knock.
What the hell. He'd seen the way she'd looked at him. He was pretty sure she wouldn't kick him out. And he was dying to see if he could make her reveal that secret. He raised a hand and knocked. He heard a slight scurrying around inside, as well as a whispered conversation, before Vala opened the door slightly, peeking around the edge with a smile on her face. Her hair was in its favourite pigtails and he caught sight of a bare shoulder.
"Hi, Cameron." Her voice was light.
"Hey. What's going on?"
"Ooh, nothing. Having a girls night in with Samantha." Cam heard a laugh from inside the room. That explained the second voice he'd heard, and he was suddenly very interested in what was going on in there. "It's another part of that exploring local culture thing we were telling you about earlier. Looking back over her shoulder momentarily, she looked back at him and cracked open the door a bit more, wedging her tiny body in the opening. She was wearing loose sweatpants and a low-cut tank top and Cam was pretty sure she was hiding one of the suspected secrets under all of that. He took a step closer to the door, attempting to peek over Vala's shoulder.
"Ah, ah, Cameron. No peeking inside," Vala said, placing a finger against his chest and pushing him backwards lightly, smirking.
"What are you two doing in there?" Cameron asked, his imagination running wild and his hormones reacting appropriately.
"I'm quite sure that's none of your business." Vala said, raising an eyebrow at him. Suddenly Cam heard Sam from within.
"I don't think he's going to give up, Vala...you might as well let him in." It was clear from her tone that they'd expected him to show up.
God, that was hot.
Vala swung the door open and stepped to the side, allowing Cam access. Sam was sitting cross-legged on the end of Vala's bed, a glass of wine in her hand and one more sitting on the footboard. Her sweater was black, fitted, and v-necked, and her legs were covered in jeans.
"Wine, Cam?" Sam asked, leaning slightly backwards to pick up an empty wine glass from the floor.
Oh yeah. They'd expected him to show up. Cam couldn't say this was quite what he'd been hoping for--this was pretty much beyond his highest hopes for the night--but he wasn't going to complain. He grinned.
"Why not?" He kicked off his boots beside the door and headed further into the room, climbing onto Vala's bed and leaning back against the headboard. He accepted the glass Sam handed to him as Vala sat next to Sam on the end of the bed. Cam caught sight of the wine bottle as Sam put it down.
"You girls have been here a while, hey?" he asked, noting the bottle's mostly-empty state.
"Not too long...but the wine is great." Vala said, smiling at him flirtatiously.
"I see that." Cam lifted his own glass to his mouth and took a sip. "So, beyond drinking wine, what have you ladies been doing? I, obviously, have no idea what 'girls night in' entails." He raised an eyebrow at the two girls sitting at the end of the bed.
"Cameron," Vala chided him. "Girls night is sacred. We will never tell you what we've been doing." Sam snickered.
"Well you know, if you don't tell me, my mind is going to go all sorts of interesting places," Cam said, not mentioning that his mind had been in all those places many times today.
"Just your mind?" Vala asked, sending a suggestive glance at Cam's crotch, where his fairly-fitted uniform pants were leaving nothing to the imagination. Cam just took another sip of wine, a smile on his face. Vala and Sam looked at each other and set their wine glasses on the floor simultaneously before scooting closer towards Cam on the bed. Cam set his own wine glass on the nightstand before moving like a shot, leaning forward and scooping Vala towards him with one arm around her waist. He kissed her hard as he slid his hand from her waist to her hip and then back to her ass, pulling her closer to him. She tasted like the wine and, more faintly, chocolate. Vala pulled back slightly, scooting herself backwards a few inches.
"Now Cameron," she said lightly. "It won't do to exclude Samantha," she felt Sam, who had consumed quite a lot more wine than she had, running her hands lightly along her shoulders and neck. Turning her head, Vala tangled her hands in Sam's short hair and kissed her, swiping her tongue along Sam's lower lip. Cam's breath hitched as his pants grew yet tighter at the sight, and he quickly undid them, sliding them down so he was reclining against the headboard in his tented boxer briefs. The movement caught the attention of Sam and Vala, who stopped kissing and turned to look at him. He took advantage of their momentary pause to lean forward and grab Sam this time, pulling her towards him so that she was sitting between his legs when he pulled upwards on the hem of her sweater, pulling it from her body and tossing it aside before he leaned in to kiss her hard. He felt the bed shift as Vala moved, vaguely noticed her tank top go flying past his peripheral vision, and then Sam was pressed harder to him as Vala pressed behind her, trailing kisses up and down her neck and shoulders and reaching around to cup her breasts, swiping her thumbs over Sam's nipples. Sam let out a moan as Cam brought his hands down underneath Sam's ass, grabbing it and lifting her slightly to pull her forward, straddling his lap. Vala moved as well, this time switching from Sam's neck to Cam's, tugging off his black t-shirt in the process. Once his shirt had joined theirs on the floor, both women began to trace their fingers over his chest.
"Oh, God." he groaned. "You two are going to kill me." The girls locked eyes and grinned, moving to kiss each other again, Sam moving carefully off his lap. Cam began to yank impatiently on the waistband of Vala's drawstring pants, pulling them down over her ass and encouraging her to straighten her legs one at a time so he could pull them off of her. It was then that he finally noticed what she was wearing under her now-discarded clothes.
"Thank you Victoria," he mumbled, taking in the sheer pink and black bra and panty set that he was certain had been one of her purchases earlier. He ran his hands slowly over her body before moving over to Sam, unbuttoning her jeans and removing them in a similar manner to how he had removed Vala's pants. Sam's black lace stood out in strong contrast to her pale skin. He escaped his boxer briefs quickly, suddenly desperate. He moved behind Vala and began to kiss her neck softly before quickly putting his hands on her hips and spinning her around. He pulled the underwear quickly off of her before pressing her down to the bed hard and sinking into her. They both gasped as they adjusted to the feeling of his cock inside of her. Sam sat back, slipping her hand under the waistband of her underwear.
"Oh no," Vala murmured. "Don't think so, Sam. Not alone. Panties gone. Over here." Her ability to form actual sentences was rapidly diminishing as Cam thrust into her in a steady rhythm. Slipping carefully out of her underwear, Sam complied, kneeling next to Cam and Vala and facing them. Vala used the hand that was not cupping Cameron's ass to nudge at Sam's knees, encouraging them apart, before sliding her fingers along Sam's damp slit, slowly caressing her folds before quickly sliding two fingers into her. Sam gasped roughly, thrusting against Vala's fingers as Cam leaned slightly to the side and down to capture a hard nipple in his mouth, never slowing his rhythm within Vala. He was nearly gasping for air, but he was determined to contain himself until the girls had reached their peaks.
If he possibly could. The pressure in his abdomen was growing quickly. Suddenly, he heard Vala's breath hitch as Sam moaned. Vala began to tighten around him.
"God, Vala. Yes." he groaned. He heard Sam moan again, felt her torso move as she thrust hard against Vala's fingers. He thrust into Vala hard a few more times until he felt her clench hard around him as she came. Her hand within Sam stilled and Sam began to buck wildly, needing more pressure, so Cam lifted one hand and reached to the side, circling her clit before pressing down hard on it. Sam's head dropped back as she gasped. He repeated the motion and she began to gasp out both of their names as she came around Vala's fingers, still inside of her. Cam continued to stroke her as she came down from her peak.
"Your turn." Vala mumbled. Sam moved around behind him carefully, leaning on him to stabilise herself on her still-shaky legs and began to run her lips carefully along his neck. His hips picked up speed again, thrusting into Vala hard as her hands stroked easily along his chest and Sam's caressed his back. It wasn't long before he was exploding inside of her, pricks of white piercing his vision. He collapsed against Vala and felt Sam collapse with him, laying on his back. They lay like that for several minutes, breathing hard. They separated slowly and Cam got up slowly, entering Vala's bathroom to wet a cloth to clean the three of them up. They made a sort of game of slowly wiping each other down with the warm, soft flannel cloth, teasing and exciting each other all over again as they passed the cloth slowly over sensitive skin. When they were finally cleaned up, Cam tossed the cloth into the general direction of what looked like a pile of laundry while Vala pulled up the blankets. There was little room, but none of them had any intention of leaving any time soon.
Pairing: Cam/Vala/Sam
Rating: NC-17.
Notes: ThreesomeFic. Inspired by the title line from the beginning of "Family Ties" and the scene surrounding it. Beta'd by the lovely vinegardog who swallowed her dislike of Sam's presence to read it over for me. ;) Thanks for your sacrifice! Also I don't think I'm ever writing a threesome again. This was HARD, and I'm not sure I am totally happy with it. Actually I know I'm not. Whatever. lol.
Pedicures, mochaccinos, and Victoria's Secret.
Sam's words had been echoing in Cam's mind ever since they'd left her mouth.
As had the image of the two of them walking away from him in those skirts. It had been all he could do to keep his mind on the mission, and now he was standing outside Vala's door, trying to decide if he should knock.
What the hell. He'd seen the way she'd looked at him. He was pretty sure she wouldn't kick him out. And he was dying to see if he could make her reveal that secret. He raised a hand and knocked. He heard a slight scurrying around inside, as well as a whispered conversation, before Vala opened the door slightly, peeking around the edge with a smile on her face. Her hair was in its favourite pigtails and he caught sight of a bare shoulder.
"Hi, Cameron." Her voice was light.
"Hey. What's going on?"
"Ooh, nothing. Having a girls night in with Samantha." Cam heard a laugh from inside the room. That explained the second voice he'd heard, and he was suddenly very interested in what was going on in there. "It's another part of that exploring local culture thing we were telling you about earlier. Looking back over her shoulder momentarily, she looked back at him and cracked open the door a bit more, wedging her tiny body in the opening. She was wearing loose sweatpants and a low-cut tank top and Cam was pretty sure she was hiding one of the suspected secrets under all of that. He took a step closer to the door, attempting to peek over Vala's shoulder.
"Ah, ah, Cameron. No peeking inside," Vala said, placing a finger against his chest and pushing him backwards lightly, smirking.
"What are you two doing in there?" Cameron asked, his imagination running wild and his hormones reacting appropriately.
"I'm quite sure that's none of your business." Vala said, raising an eyebrow at him. Suddenly Cam heard Sam from within.
"I don't think he's going to give up, Vala...you might as well let him in." It was clear from her tone that they'd expected him to show up.
God, that was hot.
Vala swung the door open and stepped to the side, allowing Cam access. Sam was sitting cross-legged on the end of Vala's bed, a glass of wine in her hand and one more sitting on the footboard. Her sweater was black, fitted, and v-necked, and her legs were covered in jeans.
"Wine, Cam?" Sam asked, leaning slightly backwards to pick up an empty wine glass from the floor.
Oh yeah. They'd expected him to show up. Cam couldn't say this was quite what he'd been hoping for--this was pretty much beyond his highest hopes for the night--but he wasn't going to complain. He grinned.
"Why not?" He kicked off his boots beside the door and headed further into the room, climbing onto Vala's bed and leaning back against the headboard. He accepted the glass Sam handed to him as Vala sat next to Sam on the end of the bed. Cam caught sight of the wine bottle as Sam put it down.
"You girls have been here a while, hey?" he asked, noting the bottle's mostly-empty state.
"Not too long...but the wine is great." Vala said, smiling at him flirtatiously.
"I see that." Cam lifted his own glass to his mouth and took a sip. "So, beyond drinking wine, what have you ladies been doing? I, obviously, have no idea what 'girls night in' entails." He raised an eyebrow at the two girls sitting at the end of the bed.
"Cameron," Vala chided him. "Girls night is sacred. We will never tell you what we've been doing." Sam snickered.
"Well you know, if you don't tell me, my mind is going to go all sorts of interesting places," Cam said, not mentioning that his mind had been in all those places many times today.
"Just your mind?" Vala asked, sending a suggestive glance at Cam's crotch, where his fairly-fitted uniform pants were leaving nothing to the imagination. Cam just took another sip of wine, a smile on his face. Vala and Sam looked at each other and set their wine glasses on the floor simultaneously before scooting closer towards Cam on the bed. Cam set his own wine glass on the nightstand before moving like a shot, leaning forward and scooping Vala towards him with one arm around her waist. He kissed her hard as he slid his hand from her waist to her hip and then back to her ass, pulling her closer to him. She tasted like the wine and, more faintly, chocolate. Vala pulled back slightly, scooting herself backwards a few inches.
"Now Cameron," she said lightly. "It won't do to exclude Samantha," she felt Sam, who had consumed quite a lot more wine than she had, running her hands lightly along her shoulders and neck. Turning her head, Vala tangled her hands in Sam's short hair and kissed her, swiping her tongue along Sam's lower lip. Cam's breath hitched as his pants grew yet tighter at the sight, and he quickly undid them, sliding them down so he was reclining against the headboard in his tented boxer briefs. The movement caught the attention of Sam and Vala, who stopped kissing and turned to look at him. He took advantage of their momentary pause to lean forward and grab Sam this time, pulling her towards him so that she was sitting between his legs when he pulled upwards on the hem of her sweater, pulling it from her body and tossing it aside before he leaned in to kiss her hard. He felt the bed shift as Vala moved, vaguely noticed her tank top go flying past his peripheral vision, and then Sam was pressed harder to him as Vala pressed behind her, trailing kisses up and down her neck and shoulders and reaching around to cup her breasts, swiping her thumbs over Sam's nipples. Sam let out a moan as Cam brought his hands down underneath Sam's ass, grabbing it and lifting her slightly to pull her forward, straddling his lap. Vala moved as well, this time switching from Sam's neck to Cam's, tugging off his black t-shirt in the process. Once his shirt had joined theirs on the floor, both women began to trace their fingers over his chest.
"Oh, God." he groaned. "You two are going to kill me." The girls locked eyes and grinned, moving to kiss each other again, Sam moving carefully off his lap. Cam began to yank impatiently on the waistband of Vala's drawstring pants, pulling them down over her ass and encouraging her to straighten her legs one at a time so he could pull them off of her. It was then that he finally noticed what she was wearing under her now-discarded clothes.
"Thank you Victoria," he mumbled, taking in the sheer pink and black bra and panty set that he was certain had been one of her purchases earlier. He ran his hands slowly over her body before moving over to Sam, unbuttoning her jeans and removing them in a similar manner to how he had removed Vala's pants. Sam's black lace stood out in strong contrast to her pale skin. He escaped his boxer briefs quickly, suddenly desperate. He moved behind Vala and began to kiss her neck softly before quickly putting his hands on her hips and spinning her around. He pulled the underwear quickly off of her before pressing her down to the bed hard and sinking into her. They both gasped as they adjusted to the feeling of his cock inside of her. Sam sat back, slipping her hand under the waistband of her underwear.
"Oh no," Vala murmured. "Don't think so, Sam. Not alone. Panties gone. Over here." Her ability to form actual sentences was rapidly diminishing as Cam thrust into her in a steady rhythm. Slipping carefully out of her underwear, Sam complied, kneeling next to Cam and Vala and facing them. Vala used the hand that was not cupping Cameron's ass to nudge at Sam's knees, encouraging them apart, before sliding her fingers along Sam's damp slit, slowly caressing her folds before quickly sliding two fingers into her. Sam gasped roughly, thrusting against Vala's fingers as Cam leaned slightly to the side and down to capture a hard nipple in his mouth, never slowing his rhythm within Vala. He was nearly gasping for air, but he was determined to contain himself until the girls had reached their peaks.
If he possibly could. The pressure in his abdomen was growing quickly. Suddenly, he heard Vala's breath hitch as Sam moaned. Vala began to tighten around him.
"God, Vala. Yes." he groaned. He heard Sam moan again, felt her torso move as she thrust hard against Vala's fingers. He thrust into Vala hard a few more times until he felt her clench hard around him as she came. Her hand within Sam stilled and Sam began to buck wildly, needing more pressure, so Cam lifted one hand and reached to the side, circling her clit before pressing down hard on it. Sam's head dropped back as she gasped. He repeated the motion and she began to gasp out both of their names as she came around Vala's fingers, still inside of her. Cam continued to stroke her as she came down from her peak.
"Your turn." Vala mumbled. Sam moved around behind him carefully, leaning on him to stabilise herself on her still-shaky legs and began to run her lips carefully along his neck. His hips picked up speed again, thrusting into Vala hard as her hands stroked easily along his chest and Sam's caressed his back. It wasn't long before he was exploding inside of her, pricks of white piercing his vision. He collapsed against Vala and felt Sam collapse with him, laying on his back. They lay like that for several minutes, breathing hard. They separated slowly and Cam got up slowly, entering Vala's bathroom to wet a cloth to clean the three of them up. They made a sort of game of slowly wiping each other down with the warm, soft flannel cloth, teasing and exciting each other all over again as they passed the cloth slowly over sensitive skin. When they were finally cleaned up, Cam tossed the cloth into the general direction of what looked like a pile of laundry while Vala pulled up the blankets. There was little room, but none of them had any intention of leaving any time soon.