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A Good Offer (Sg1, J/D, R)
Title: A Good Offer
Author: Lokei
Wordcount: 418
Response to Image Prompt #12 at Jack/Daniel Prompt Fic (not worksafe pic)
Notes: Just a moment of infinity.
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“Mmmm. I’ll give you ‘til forever to stop doing that,” Daniel murmured as Jack slowly rubbed the tension out of his neck and upper shoulders. “God, what a week.”
“What a month and what a year,” Jack added. “Have I complained enough about you persuading me to take this promotion thing?”
Daniel chuckled. “This promotion thing got us a week in the Virgin Islands at a house with a hot tub.”
“True. The power of scheduling is mine to wield,” Jack made a grandiose gesture that Daniel completely missed, seeing as he had his eyes half-closed and his nose tucked up against Jack’s thighs anyway.
Daniel turned his head, snickered against Jack’s hip, and made another contented sound as Jack hit yet another sore spot.
“You know, we could be doing this in the water instead,” Jack pointed out. “Seeing as it’s right there, doing the whole bubbling thing.”
“We could,” Daniel agreed, tucking himself a little closer. “But you don’t seem to be finding this position all that bad.” His breath puffed over certain aspects of Jack’s anatomy that were, in fact, decidedly pleased to have Doctor Jackson’s mouth in such promising proximity.
“Understatement,” Jack managed, just before Daniel started a campaign which involved a lot of organized licking, nipping, and tiny butterfly-light kisses that made Jack’s backbone dissolve and threaten to dump them both in the steaming water.
In fact, when Jack came back to some dim association with reality, the water was where they were, Jack’s head and shoulders tucked up against Daniel, while the rest of him floated on the force of the bubbling jets. They tickled-on the other hand, some of that sensation Jack suspected was due to Daniel’s fingers on his free hand, walking up and down the general’s spine, along his hip bones, and around the curves of upper thigh, lower back, and backside, while the other arm and hand across his chest held Jack securely where the archaeologist could murmur romantic nonsense in other languages into his hair. Jack liked to think it was romantic, anyway. For all he knew, Daniel was telling him he was an annoying, ridiculous pain in the ass in six or more dialects-but from Daniel, it all sounded good.
Daniel’s fingers got more adventurous and Jack stretched in the water, settling himself more thoroughly against the other man. “And I’ll give you forever to keep doing that,” he muttered, enjoying the way Daniel laughed into the back of his neck.
"I'll take it."
Author: Lokei
Wordcount: 418
Response to Image Prompt #12 at Jack/Daniel Prompt Fic (not worksafe pic)
Notes: Just a moment of infinity.
= = = = =
“Mmmm. I’ll give you ‘til forever to stop doing that,” Daniel murmured as Jack slowly rubbed the tension out of his neck and upper shoulders. “God, what a week.”
“What a month and what a year,” Jack added. “Have I complained enough about you persuading me to take this promotion thing?”
Daniel chuckled. “This promotion thing got us a week in the Virgin Islands at a house with a hot tub.”
“True. The power of scheduling is mine to wield,” Jack made a grandiose gesture that Daniel completely missed, seeing as he had his eyes half-closed and his nose tucked up against Jack’s thighs anyway.
Daniel turned his head, snickered against Jack’s hip, and made another contented sound as Jack hit yet another sore spot.
“You know, we could be doing this in the water instead,” Jack pointed out. “Seeing as it’s right there, doing the whole bubbling thing.”
“We could,” Daniel agreed, tucking himself a little closer. “But you don’t seem to be finding this position all that bad.” His breath puffed over certain aspects of Jack’s anatomy that were, in fact, decidedly pleased to have Doctor Jackson’s mouth in such promising proximity.
“Understatement,” Jack managed, just before Daniel started a campaign which involved a lot of organized licking, nipping, and tiny butterfly-light kisses that made Jack’s backbone dissolve and threaten to dump them both in the steaming water.
In fact, when Jack came back to some dim association with reality, the water was where they were, Jack’s head and shoulders tucked up against Daniel, while the rest of him floated on the force of the bubbling jets. They tickled-on the other hand, some of that sensation Jack suspected was due to Daniel’s fingers on his free hand, walking up and down the general’s spine, along his hip bones, and around the curves of upper thigh, lower back, and backside, while the other arm and hand across his chest held Jack securely where the archaeologist could murmur romantic nonsense in other languages into his hair. Jack liked to think it was romantic, anyway. For all he knew, Daniel was telling him he was an annoying, ridiculous pain in the ass in six or more dialects-but from Daniel, it all sounded good.
Daniel’s fingers got more adventurous and Jack stretched in the water, settling himself more thoroughly against the other man. “And I’ll give you forever to keep doing that,” he muttered, enjoying the way Daniel laughed into the back of his neck.
"I'll take it."