Fic - Stargate SG-1 - Permafrost: Epilogue - (NC-17) - Slash
Title: Permafrost
Author: milanthruil
Artist: eilidh17
Artist: pattrose
Beta: eilidh17
Genre: Drama
Rating: NC-17
Words: 20,255 (total)
Characters: Jack O'Neill, Daniel Jackson, Samantha Carter, Teal'c, Janet Frasier, Gen. George Hammond
Pairings: Jack/Daniel
Warnings: Disturbing images. Language. Hot guys getting naked. (the usual :P)
Summary: Jack and Daniel are on their way home from Thanksgiving with Jack’s folks when the truck breaks down. Stranded on a deserted back road in the middle of nowhere, the two men must survive long enough for search and rescue to find them.
Prologue / Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5 / Chapter 6 / Chapter 7 / Chapter 8 / Chapter 9 / Chapter 10 / Chapter 11
EPILOGUE
After a couple days, Jack had stabilized enough for both him and Daniel to be able to be transported to the infirmary at the SGC. A week later, Daniel had finally been sent home so he could get some real rest in his own bed. He’d tried to stick around to keep tabs on Jack, but Janet had vetoed that idea by saying that Daniel needed to rest and that he wouldn’t do so if he was sitting in the plastic chair by Jack’s bed. She had, after all, seen enough of how well they “rested” during their vigils in the SGC infirmary. After a short but passionate argument, Daniel had conceded and let Sam drive him home.
The two had made a quick stop at the store and Sam had paid for Daniel to restock his pantry. Sam helped Daniel put away the food and then left, at Daniel’s insistence that he’d be fine, once they’d finished.
Daniel sat on his couch and took a good look around his apartment for the first time since his rescue. It felt cluttered with all the books and artifacts lying around, yet, at the same time, it seemed empty somehow.
Daniel scrubbed his hands through his hair and grimaced. He was long overdue for a shower. He stood again and made his way to his bathroom. He turned on the shower, waiting impatiently for it to warm up. Once the water was hot enough, Daniel stripped quickly and stepped under the spray. He let the water cascade over his back and shoulders for a few minutes, thawing himself out. Daniel was convinced that his bones were covered in a layer of permafrost. He lathered up his hair with shampoo, scrubbing vigorously to relieve his itchy scalp. He moaned contentedly as he rinsed his hair and then turned his attention to thoroughly washing the rest of his body. By the time he’d finished his shower, he’d scrubbed his skin to an angry pink.
Daniel toweled off, wrapping his towel around his waist, and had a quick shave. He wandered into his bedroom where he dressed himself in a pair of soft, cotton pajama pants and a ratty old t-shirt. The soft cotton felt wonderful against his skin after weeks of the same dirty clothes and unfamiliar hospital scrubs.
Daniel climbed under the covers on his bed and closed his eyes. Visions of Jack lying helpless and half-frozen in the hospital bed swam before him. He opened his eyes with a gasp. He stared at the wall straight ahead of him, his eyes unfocused and his breath shuddering, and held back the tears that welled up. He was paralyzed by a deeper version of the same overwhelming helplessness that he’d felt after Jack had left to go find help. He huddled in his blankets and involuntarily swallowed hard.
There was a knock on Daniel’s door. He got up out of his bed and shuffled out to the entry way to answer it. He opened the door to find Jack standing in the hall.
“Hey. I had the airman drop me off here, if that’s okay?” Jack smiled uncertainly.
Daniel blinked before opening the door wider. “Of course. Come in.” He closed the door behind Jack and watched as he hesitated in the entry way. “I thought the hospital wasn’t going to release you until tomorrow?”
Jack shrugged, rocking back and forth on his heels. “Well, they said I was well enough to leave today as long as I take it easy. And they don’t want me driving for at least a week.”
“Would you like something to drink, or eat or something? Coffee…?” Daniel asked, pointing into the kitchen.
Jack shook his head. “Nah, I’m good. They, uh, fed me at the hospital before they kicked me out.”
“Okay.” They stood there a little awkwardly, until Jack pulled something familiar out from under his arm.
“I think this little fella belongs to you.”
“Lumpy!” Daniel took the little camel from Jack’s hands and hugged them both close, inhaling the scent of Jack’s leather jacket.
Jack slid his fingers into Daniel’s hair. “Having him there in the ICU with me really helped whenever I woke up disoriented. Gave me something to focus on. Thank you.”
Daniel shrugged and ducked his head, attempting to distract from the blush that crept up his cheeks. “No problem.”
Jack pressed his lips to Daniel’s forehead and sighed. “I missed you, Daniel. I tried so hard to get back to you, but my body just shut down on me. I literally couldn’t take another step. You have to know that there was no way I would have just abandoned you there unless I had no choice.”
Daniel closed his eyes. “I know, Jack. I know.” He opened his eyes again and looked up at Jack. “I almost went after you. I should have. God, I didn’t even know if I was ever going to see you again. You were so close to making it back. I should have gone after you.”
“I don’t blame you, Daniel.” Jack ran a thumb back and forth over Daniel’s cheek and the two men just stared at each other quietly for a while.
Daniel exhaled, having realized that he’d forgotten to continue breathing. “Jack…” The rest of his words died as Jack’s lips covered his. “Mmph!” Daniel tossed Lumpy onto the couch, grabbed Jack’s head and pulled his face closer.
Finally, Jack pulled back and smiled. “I didn’t know if you’d still feel the same way once we got out of there.”
A tear threatened to escape and slide down Daniel’s cheek. “Of course I do, Jack.” Daniel shook his head with a chuckle because laughing was easier than crying.
“What’s so funny?”
“God, Jack, you should have heard the conversation I had with your parents.”
Jack raised his eyebrow warily. “Do I want to know?”
“Your mom asked me about you and Sam.”
“Me and Carter? And you said…?”
“That you both respected each other too much and that Sam wasn’t really your type.” Daniel smirked when Jack frowned. “Don’t worry, Jack. Your closet is still closed.” Jack visibly relaxed. “Though I’m positive they’d be receptive if you ever came out to them.”
Jack frowned again. “And you know this, how?”
Daniel bit his lip. “Well, when your mom couldn’t get any more out of me about your love life, she started interrogating me about mine.” Jack laughed. Daniel smacked him in the chest with the back of his hand. “Jack, it’s not funny! I was mortified. She asked me what my type was and I blurted out to her that I’m gay. Not in so many words, mind you, but I was terrified she’d somehow make the connection between us. Then she said that me being sexually attracted to men wouldn’t make them love me any less and at that point it just became embarrassing. Well, more embarrassing.” Daniel paused and took a deep breath. “They think of me as a son, Jack.”
“Doesn’t surprise me considering the way Mom took to you at Thanksgiving.” Jack smiled. “Us O’Neill’s just can’t help ourselves around you, Daniel.”
Daniel ducked his head, a faint blush tinting his cheeks. “Jaaack.”
Jack rumpled Daniel’s hair. “Love you, SpaceMonkey.”
Daniel laughed in spite of himself. “Love you too, Fly Boy.” He pulled Jack into another kiss, sliding his hands down to slip under the hem of Jack’s shirt. Jack retaliated by grabbing Daniel’s ass through his pajama pants. Daniel broke the kiss. “Are you sure you’re up for that?”
“Oh, I’m up for something.” Jack grinned an overly lecherous grin and tossed his jacket in the direction of the couch. It landed on the floor a foot away from its destination.
Daniel rolled his eyes. “Pervert.”
“Yeah, but I’m your pervert.” Jack pulled him closer. “Whadaya say we go celebrate being alive?”
Daniel kissed him again, smiling against his lips. “I think I could live with that.” He threaded his fingers through Jack’s belt loops and led him down the hall. Jack stopped them next to the thermostat and turned up the heat a few degrees. Daniel smirked at him.
Jack shrugged. “I don’t want to be cold.”
“Oh, don’t worry, Jack, I’ll keep you plenty warm.” Daniel dragged him down the remainder of the hallway and into his bedroom, unzipping Jack’s jeans as they moved toward the bed.
Jack pushed his jeans down and sat on the bed. He slipped his arms around Daniel’s waist and gently guided him forward. Daniel peeled off his t-shirt, a shiver shooting down his spine at the sudden exposure. Jack grinned as Daniel tugged Jack’s sweater over his head. He rested the side of his face against Daniel’s stomach, his freshly shaven cheek smooth against Daniel’s skin.
Daniel brought one hand to Jack’s shoulder and let the other fall lightly in Jack’s hair. He ‘hmm’d softly, luxuriating in the silky strands of Jack’s hair between his fingers. Jack gently nuzzled Daniel’s stomach, causing the muscles beneath the soft skin to contract in pleasure. Daniel nudged Jack’s face a little closer. Jack took the hint and pressed a kiss to the skin in front of him. Daniel moaned softly, his skin prickling with goose bumps. Jack mouthed kisses across Daniel’s stomach, pausing to dip his tongue into Daniel’s navel.
“Jack!” Daniel gasped, curling his upper body around Jack’s head, his muscles beginning to shake.
Jack deftly slid Daniel’s pajama pants and boxers down over the gentle swell of his ass, letting his hands linger at the slight crease where ass met thigh. He steadied Daniel as he stepped out of the rest of his clothes. Daniel pushed at Jack’s shoulders, causing him to fall back onto the bed with his legs bent over the edge. Jack let out a surprised “oof.”
Daniel leaned forward and kissed Jack firmly - and with tongue. He carded his fingers through Jack’s hair causing it to stick up in disheveled tufts. Jack closed his eyes, moaning into Daniel’s mouth as he was driven farther up the mattress by the force and fervor of Daniel’s kiss. Daniel slid a hand down Jack’s chest, pausing to flick his thumb over one of Jack’s hardened nipples before continuing on to cup his length through his briefs. Jack arched into the touch with a moan and a whimper. Daniel drew his hand back only to slip in under the elastic waistband. Jack fisted his hands in Daniel’s hair, almost painfully pulling on the strands. Solid warmth met Daniel’s fingers and he broke the kiss, his breath ghosting across Jack’s face.
“Daniel,” Jack whispered.
Daniel carefully peeled Jack’s briefs down his legs, over his feet and then tossed them to the floor. He brushed his hands back up Jack’s lightly hairy legs, admiring the lean muscles of Jack calves and quadriceps - toned from his years in the service. Daniel dropped a kiss to Jack’s hip before turning his head to nuzzle at Jack’s groin.
“Daniel… stop being a cocktease…”
Daniel looked up at Jack and grinned wickedly. He licked a wet trail along Jack’s penis from base to tip with the flat of his tongue. Jack let out a noise that sounded like both a whimper and a whine.
“Pass me the lube,” Daniel remarked distractedly while he trailed his fingers over Jack’s penis.
“Hnng?” Jack lifted his hips into the touch as his brain tried to battle its way through a pleasure-induced haze, trying to parse actual words from Daniel’s voice and formulate a coherent response. That effort was thwarted, however, when Daniel paused to circle one of Jack’s balls with his fingertip. “Guh…” Jack pressed his head back against the pillow.
Daniel glanced up and observed how far gone Jack was already. He swallowed hard, his pupils dilating and his stomach clenching. He’d never seen Jack as vulnerable as he had allowed himself to be in that moment. Daniel leaned over Jack and kissed him thoroughly. He cupped Jack’s jaw, smiling into the kiss when Jack’s hands came to rest in Daniel’s hair.
Jack broke away from the kiss to suck in a desperate gulp of air when Daniel’s hips settled against his. “Daniel.” Daniel hung his head and panted for breath. The feeling of that much warm, sweaty skin-on-skin contact was almost too much for him to handle. He closed his eyes. Jack smacked Daniel on the ass. Daniel whipped his head up to blink at Jack in surprise. “Move.”
Daniel leaned his face down closer to Jack’s and murmured. “You’re such a pushy bottom, you know that?”
“I’ll push your bottom if I have to.” Jack arched his hips, pressing his groin closer to Daniel’s. Both men moaned. Daniel rolled his hips against Jack’s and sealed their mouths together. Their hips moved against each other in an awkward mismatched rhythm for several moments until their bodies appeared to synchronize and the glide of their skin became even more primal.
“Jack,” Daniel breathed against Jack’s lips. Jack reached beneath the pillow on which his head rested and retrieved a half-used tube of lube which he held out to Daniel. “Jack?” Daniel gasped and his hips faltered in their rhythm. “Are you-?”
“Yes.”
Daniel forced himself to still and searched Jack’s face. “Have you-?” Jack shook his head. “I-” Daniel stammered.
“I trust you, Daniel.”Jack stared up at him with such trust in his eyes that Daniel had to close his own against the emotions that were welling up and threatening to spill over as wet, salty tears.
Daniel swallowed hard and nodded as he opened his eyes again. “Okay,” he whispered, opening the tube with shaking fingers. He kissed Jack thoroughly, catching Jack’s lower lip between his teeth, and let out a soft mewling sound from the back of his throat. Jack threaded his fingers through Daniel’s hair. Daniel squeezed some lube out onto his fingers and rubbed them together to help warm the chilly liquid - not once breaking his kiss with Jack. He slipped his hand past Jack’s groin, his pinky lightly brushing up against Jack’s penis causing Jack to whimper quietly, and gently spread most of the lube around Jack’s opening with the slick tip of his middle finger. He massaged the area slowly until the tip of his finger slipped in. Jack grunted and squirmed a little at the intrusion. It wasn’t that it hurt, or was uncomfortable, but it was unfamiliar…different. Daniel finally broke the kiss and they both gasped for air. “All right?” Daniel asked breathlessly.
Jack nodded and ran his hand down Daniel’s neck and over his shoulder to rest on his shoulder blade. “Yeah.” Daniel pushed his finger in a little farther, biting his lip as Jack’s ass stretched to accommodate his knuckle. Jack arched his back, causing Daniel’s finger to slip all the way in. “Daniel.” Daniel gently pistoned his finger in and out. Jack’s muscles clenched around the probing digit as his entire body shuddered.
Daniel carefully sneaked in another finger. “Still okay?” he asked, pressing a kiss to Jack’s forehead.
Jack moaned and ran his hand up Daniel’s arm, raising goose bumps on the warm flesh. “Daniel,” he whispered. Daniel leaned his head down and stole Jack’s breath with his lips. Jack grunted and arched when he felt Daniel try to slip in a third finger.
Daniel rubbed Jack’s stomach soothingly with his unoccupied hand. “Relax.”
“Easy for you to say,” Jack panted. “Don’t have a guy’s hand up your ass.”
“It’s not my entire hand, Jack.”
“Not what it feels like.” Jack took a deep breath, willing his muscles to relax. Eventually Jack’s muscles listened and Daniel felt his fingers slip in slowly. “You sure that’s not your whole--holy fuck!” Jack’s eyes flew open and his entire body arched. He dropped back down to the mattress, taking in air in desperate gulps.
Daniel grinned down at him. “Good?”
“Do that again.”
“Hmm?” Daniel batted his eyes innocently. “You mean this?” He curled his fingers and smiled as Jack’s body shook.
Jack moaned. “Stop teasing and get on with it.”
Daniel bit his lip. “But I haven’t prepped you enough.”
Jack took Daniel’s head in his hands and looked him straight in the eye. “Daniel,” he said evenly, “stop dicking around and get your dick in my ass.”
Daniel blinked and then slowly began to remove his fingers. “Yes, sir, Colonel, sir!” He reached once more for the lube.
“Smartass.”
“You know you love me.” Daniel quickly slicked himself up, dripping lube on the sheets in his haste. “Turn over.”
Jack shook his head. “No.”
“It’ll be easier on you if you lie on your stomach.”
“I want to see your face.”
“You’re sure?”
“Daniel!” Jack growled.
“Okay, okay.” Daniel rested Jack’s knees over his shoulders and leaned forward, the movement raising Jack’s ass up high enough for Daniel to slide a pillow under Jack’s hips. “Ready for this?” he whispered.
“Been dreaming about this, Danny.” Jack intertwined his fingers with Daniel’s. “Do it.”
Daniel lined himself up and pressed gently into Jack’s opening. “Jack.”
“Ah, fuck!” Jack pressed his head back into the pillow.
Daniel paused. “Jack, you okay?” He ran his hand up and down Jack’s thigh. “Should I stop?”
“No!” Jack clasped Daniel’s forearm. “Don’t you dare stop.”
Daniel smiled and turned his head to kiss Jack’s knee before he continued pushing his way into Jack. “Love you.” He closed his eyes as the sensations of being enveloped in Jack threatened to overwhelm him. He rolled his hips slowly, needing to move but also wanting to let Jack get used to the penetration.
Jack pulled Daniel’s head down for a kiss, causing Daniel to bend him in half. “Move, Daniel.”
“Nng. Jack,” Daniel murmured against Jack’s lips.
“Can see how mm… much strain you’re under trying to be careful.” Jack’s breath puffed out across Daniel’s face. “You won’t break me.”
“Jack!” Daniel’s hips surged forward. “Uhn.” His arms shook as the rest of his body moved of its own volition.
Jack slipped his legs down to wrap them around Daniel’s waist and pulled his hips closer. “Danny.” Daniel leaned over Jack, his hips moving more forcefully. “Yes!” Jack trapped Daniel’s lips against his own and kissed him hungrily. Daniel moved frantically, the slickness and the pressure causing exquisite pleasure to build inside him. His vision began to gray out and finally he wrenched his mouth away from Jack’s and cried out his completion. He managed to stay with it long enough to wrap his fingers around Jack’s erection and bring him off before he pulled out of Jack’s body and collapsed on the bed next to him. He watched through sleepy eyes as the tremors in Jack’s body lessened and eventually ceased all together. “Daniel?” Jack asked hoarsely.
“Right here, Jack.” Daniel lifted a hand and caressed Jack’s cheek. “You okay?”
“Did the earth move for you, too?” Jack’s lips twitched in a smile.
Daniel laughed breathlessly. “Yeah, Jack. It did.” He traced his thumb over Jack’s cheekbone.
Jack pried his eyes open and stared into Daniel’s sparkling blue ones. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.” Daniel reached down, snagged the edge of the duvet and tugged it up over their shoulders.
Jack slipped an arm around Daniel’s waist. “Keep me warm, Danny?” he whispered.
Daniel tilted Jack’s chin up and dropped a kiss to his lips. “Always, Jack.”
“Sweet.”
FINIS
Author: milanthruil
Artist: eilidh17
Artist: pattrose
Beta: eilidh17
Genre: Drama
Rating: NC-17
Words: 20,255 (total)
Characters: Jack O'Neill, Daniel Jackson, Samantha Carter, Teal'c, Janet Frasier, Gen. George Hammond
Pairings: Jack/Daniel
Warnings: Disturbing images. Language. Hot guys getting naked. (the usual :P)
Summary: Jack and Daniel are on their way home from Thanksgiving with Jack’s folks when the truck breaks down. Stranded on a deserted back road in the middle of nowhere, the two men must survive long enough for search and rescue to find them.
Prologue / Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5 / Chapter 6 / Chapter 7 / Chapter 8 / Chapter 9 / Chapter 10 / Chapter 11
EPILOGUE
After a couple days, Jack had stabilized enough for both him and Daniel to be able to be transported to the infirmary at the SGC. A week later, Daniel had finally been sent home so he could get some real rest in his own bed. He’d tried to stick around to keep tabs on Jack, but Janet had vetoed that idea by saying that Daniel needed to rest and that he wouldn’t do so if he was sitting in the plastic chair by Jack’s bed. She had, after all, seen enough of how well they “rested” during their vigils in the SGC infirmary. After a short but passionate argument, Daniel had conceded and let Sam drive him home.
The two had made a quick stop at the store and Sam had paid for Daniel to restock his pantry. Sam helped Daniel put away the food and then left, at Daniel’s insistence that he’d be fine, once they’d finished.
Daniel sat on his couch and took a good look around his apartment for the first time since his rescue. It felt cluttered with all the books and artifacts lying around, yet, at the same time, it seemed empty somehow.
Daniel scrubbed his hands through his hair and grimaced. He was long overdue for a shower. He stood again and made his way to his bathroom. He turned on the shower, waiting impatiently for it to warm up. Once the water was hot enough, Daniel stripped quickly and stepped under the spray. He let the water cascade over his back and shoulders for a few minutes, thawing himself out. Daniel was convinced that his bones were covered in a layer of permafrost. He lathered up his hair with shampoo, scrubbing vigorously to relieve his itchy scalp. He moaned contentedly as he rinsed his hair and then turned his attention to thoroughly washing the rest of his body. By the time he’d finished his shower, he’d scrubbed his skin to an angry pink.
Daniel toweled off, wrapping his towel around his waist, and had a quick shave. He wandered into his bedroom where he dressed himself in a pair of soft, cotton pajama pants and a ratty old t-shirt. The soft cotton felt wonderful against his skin after weeks of the same dirty clothes and unfamiliar hospital scrubs.
Daniel climbed under the covers on his bed and closed his eyes. Visions of Jack lying helpless and half-frozen in the hospital bed swam before him. He opened his eyes with a gasp. He stared at the wall straight ahead of him, his eyes unfocused and his breath shuddering, and held back the tears that welled up. He was paralyzed by a deeper version of the same overwhelming helplessness that he’d felt after Jack had left to go find help. He huddled in his blankets and involuntarily swallowed hard.
There was a knock on Daniel’s door. He got up out of his bed and shuffled out to the entry way to answer it. He opened the door to find Jack standing in the hall.
“Hey. I had the airman drop me off here, if that’s okay?” Jack smiled uncertainly.
Daniel blinked before opening the door wider. “Of course. Come in.” He closed the door behind Jack and watched as he hesitated in the entry way. “I thought the hospital wasn’t going to release you until tomorrow?”
Jack shrugged, rocking back and forth on his heels. “Well, they said I was well enough to leave today as long as I take it easy. And they don’t want me driving for at least a week.”
“Would you like something to drink, or eat or something? Coffee…?” Daniel asked, pointing into the kitchen.
Jack shook his head. “Nah, I’m good. They, uh, fed me at the hospital before they kicked me out.”
“Okay.” They stood there a little awkwardly, until Jack pulled something familiar out from under his arm.
“I think this little fella belongs to you.”
“Lumpy!” Daniel took the little camel from Jack’s hands and hugged them both close, inhaling the scent of Jack’s leather jacket.
Jack slid his fingers into Daniel’s hair. “Having him there in the ICU with me really helped whenever I woke up disoriented. Gave me something to focus on. Thank you.”
Daniel shrugged and ducked his head, attempting to distract from the blush that crept up his cheeks. “No problem.”
Jack pressed his lips to Daniel’s forehead and sighed. “I missed you, Daniel. I tried so hard to get back to you, but my body just shut down on me. I literally couldn’t take another step. You have to know that there was no way I would have just abandoned you there unless I had no choice.”
Daniel closed his eyes. “I know, Jack. I know.” He opened his eyes again and looked up at Jack. “I almost went after you. I should have. God, I didn’t even know if I was ever going to see you again. You were so close to making it back. I should have gone after you.”
“I don’t blame you, Daniel.” Jack ran a thumb back and forth over Daniel’s cheek and the two men just stared at each other quietly for a while.
Daniel exhaled, having realized that he’d forgotten to continue breathing. “Jack…” The rest of his words died as Jack’s lips covered his. “Mmph!” Daniel tossed Lumpy onto the couch, grabbed Jack’s head and pulled his face closer.
Finally, Jack pulled back and smiled. “I didn’t know if you’d still feel the same way once we got out of there.”
A tear threatened to escape and slide down Daniel’s cheek. “Of course I do, Jack.” Daniel shook his head with a chuckle because laughing was easier than crying.
“What’s so funny?”
“God, Jack, you should have heard the conversation I had with your parents.”
Jack raised his eyebrow warily. “Do I want to know?”
“Your mom asked me about you and Sam.”
“Me and Carter? And you said…?”
“That you both respected each other too much and that Sam wasn’t really your type.” Daniel smirked when Jack frowned. “Don’t worry, Jack. Your closet is still closed.” Jack visibly relaxed. “Though I’m positive they’d be receptive if you ever came out to them.”
Jack frowned again. “And you know this, how?”
Daniel bit his lip. “Well, when your mom couldn’t get any more out of me about your love life, she started interrogating me about mine.” Jack laughed. Daniel smacked him in the chest with the back of his hand. “Jack, it’s not funny! I was mortified. She asked me what my type was and I blurted out to her that I’m gay. Not in so many words, mind you, but I was terrified she’d somehow make the connection between us. Then she said that me being sexually attracted to men wouldn’t make them love me any less and at that point it just became embarrassing. Well, more embarrassing.” Daniel paused and took a deep breath. “They think of me as a son, Jack.”
“Doesn’t surprise me considering the way Mom took to you at Thanksgiving.” Jack smiled. “Us O’Neill’s just can’t help ourselves around you, Daniel.”
Daniel ducked his head, a faint blush tinting his cheeks. “Jaaack.”
Jack rumpled Daniel’s hair. “Love you, SpaceMonkey.”
Daniel laughed in spite of himself. “Love you too, Fly Boy.” He pulled Jack into another kiss, sliding his hands down to slip under the hem of Jack’s shirt. Jack retaliated by grabbing Daniel’s ass through his pajama pants. Daniel broke the kiss. “Are you sure you’re up for that?”
“Oh, I’m up for something.” Jack grinned an overly lecherous grin and tossed his jacket in the direction of the couch. It landed on the floor a foot away from its destination.
Daniel rolled his eyes. “Pervert.”
“Yeah, but I’m your pervert.” Jack pulled him closer. “Whadaya say we go celebrate being alive?”
Daniel kissed him again, smiling against his lips. “I think I could live with that.” He threaded his fingers through Jack’s belt loops and led him down the hall. Jack stopped them next to the thermostat and turned up the heat a few degrees. Daniel smirked at him.
Jack shrugged. “I don’t want to be cold.”
“Oh, don’t worry, Jack, I’ll keep you plenty warm.” Daniel dragged him down the remainder of the hallway and into his bedroom, unzipping Jack’s jeans as they moved toward the bed.
Jack pushed his jeans down and sat on the bed. He slipped his arms around Daniel’s waist and gently guided him forward. Daniel peeled off his t-shirt, a shiver shooting down his spine at the sudden exposure. Jack grinned as Daniel tugged Jack’s sweater over his head. He rested the side of his face against Daniel’s stomach, his freshly shaven cheek smooth against Daniel’s skin.
Daniel brought one hand to Jack’s shoulder and let the other fall lightly in Jack’s hair. He ‘hmm’d softly, luxuriating in the silky strands of Jack’s hair between his fingers. Jack gently nuzzled Daniel’s stomach, causing the muscles beneath the soft skin to contract in pleasure. Daniel nudged Jack’s face a little closer. Jack took the hint and pressed a kiss to the skin in front of him. Daniel moaned softly, his skin prickling with goose bumps. Jack mouthed kisses across Daniel’s stomach, pausing to dip his tongue into Daniel’s navel.
“Jack!” Daniel gasped, curling his upper body around Jack’s head, his muscles beginning to shake.
Jack deftly slid Daniel’s pajama pants and boxers down over the gentle swell of his ass, letting his hands linger at the slight crease where ass met thigh. He steadied Daniel as he stepped out of the rest of his clothes. Daniel pushed at Jack’s shoulders, causing him to fall back onto the bed with his legs bent over the edge. Jack let out a surprised “oof.”
Daniel leaned forward and kissed Jack firmly - and with tongue. He carded his fingers through Jack’s hair causing it to stick up in disheveled tufts. Jack closed his eyes, moaning into Daniel’s mouth as he was driven farther up the mattress by the force and fervor of Daniel’s kiss. Daniel slid a hand down Jack’s chest, pausing to flick his thumb over one of Jack’s hardened nipples before continuing on to cup his length through his briefs. Jack arched into the touch with a moan and a whimper. Daniel drew his hand back only to slip in under the elastic waistband. Jack fisted his hands in Daniel’s hair, almost painfully pulling on the strands. Solid warmth met Daniel’s fingers and he broke the kiss, his breath ghosting across Jack’s face.
“Daniel,” Jack whispered.
Daniel carefully peeled Jack’s briefs down his legs, over his feet and then tossed them to the floor. He brushed his hands back up Jack’s lightly hairy legs, admiring the lean muscles of Jack calves and quadriceps - toned from his years in the service. Daniel dropped a kiss to Jack’s hip before turning his head to nuzzle at Jack’s groin.
“Daniel… stop being a cocktease…”
Daniel looked up at Jack and grinned wickedly. He licked a wet trail along Jack’s penis from base to tip with the flat of his tongue. Jack let out a noise that sounded like both a whimper and a whine.
“Pass me the lube,” Daniel remarked distractedly while he trailed his fingers over Jack’s penis.
“Hnng?” Jack lifted his hips into the touch as his brain tried to battle its way through a pleasure-induced haze, trying to parse actual words from Daniel’s voice and formulate a coherent response. That effort was thwarted, however, when Daniel paused to circle one of Jack’s balls with his fingertip. “Guh…” Jack pressed his head back against the pillow.
Daniel glanced up and observed how far gone Jack was already. He swallowed hard, his pupils dilating and his stomach clenching. He’d never seen Jack as vulnerable as he had allowed himself to be in that moment. Daniel leaned over Jack and kissed him thoroughly. He cupped Jack’s jaw, smiling into the kiss when Jack’s hands came to rest in Daniel’s hair.
Jack broke away from the kiss to suck in a desperate gulp of air when Daniel’s hips settled against his. “Daniel.” Daniel hung his head and panted for breath. The feeling of that much warm, sweaty skin-on-skin contact was almost too much for him to handle. He closed his eyes. Jack smacked Daniel on the ass. Daniel whipped his head up to blink at Jack in surprise. “Move.”
Daniel leaned his face down closer to Jack’s and murmured. “You’re such a pushy bottom, you know that?”
“I’ll push your bottom if I have to.” Jack arched his hips, pressing his groin closer to Daniel’s. Both men moaned. Daniel rolled his hips against Jack’s and sealed their mouths together. Their hips moved against each other in an awkward mismatched rhythm for several moments until their bodies appeared to synchronize and the glide of their skin became even more primal.
“Jack,” Daniel breathed against Jack’s lips. Jack reached beneath the pillow on which his head rested and retrieved a half-used tube of lube which he held out to Daniel. “Jack?” Daniel gasped and his hips faltered in their rhythm. “Are you-?”
“Yes.”
Daniel forced himself to still and searched Jack’s face. “Have you-?” Jack shook his head. “I-” Daniel stammered.
“I trust you, Daniel.”Jack stared up at him with such trust in his eyes that Daniel had to close his own against the emotions that were welling up and threatening to spill over as wet, salty tears.
Daniel swallowed hard and nodded as he opened his eyes again. “Okay,” he whispered, opening the tube with shaking fingers. He kissed Jack thoroughly, catching Jack’s lower lip between his teeth, and let out a soft mewling sound from the back of his throat. Jack threaded his fingers through Daniel’s hair. Daniel squeezed some lube out onto his fingers and rubbed them together to help warm the chilly liquid - not once breaking his kiss with Jack. He slipped his hand past Jack’s groin, his pinky lightly brushing up against Jack’s penis causing Jack to whimper quietly, and gently spread most of the lube around Jack’s opening with the slick tip of his middle finger. He massaged the area slowly until the tip of his finger slipped in. Jack grunted and squirmed a little at the intrusion. It wasn’t that it hurt, or was uncomfortable, but it was unfamiliar…different. Daniel finally broke the kiss and they both gasped for air. “All right?” Daniel asked breathlessly.
Jack nodded and ran his hand down Daniel’s neck and over his shoulder to rest on his shoulder blade. “Yeah.” Daniel pushed his finger in a little farther, biting his lip as Jack’s ass stretched to accommodate his knuckle. Jack arched his back, causing Daniel’s finger to slip all the way in. “Daniel.” Daniel gently pistoned his finger in and out. Jack’s muscles clenched around the probing digit as his entire body shuddered.
Daniel carefully sneaked in another finger. “Still okay?” he asked, pressing a kiss to Jack’s forehead.
Jack moaned and ran his hand up Daniel’s arm, raising goose bumps on the warm flesh. “Daniel,” he whispered. Daniel leaned his head down and stole Jack’s breath with his lips. Jack grunted and arched when he felt Daniel try to slip in a third finger.
Daniel rubbed Jack’s stomach soothingly with his unoccupied hand. “Relax.”
“Easy for you to say,” Jack panted. “Don’t have a guy’s hand up your ass.”
“It’s not my entire hand, Jack.”
“Not what it feels like.” Jack took a deep breath, willing his muscles to relax. Eventually Jack’s muscles listened and Daniel felt his fingers slip in slowly. “You sure that’s not your whole--holy fuck!” Jack’s eyes flew open and his entire body arched. He dropped back down to the mattress, taking in air in desperate gulps.
Daniel grinned down at him. “Good?”
“Do that again.”
“Hmm?” Daniel batted his eyes innocently. “You mean this?” He curled his fingers and smiled as Jack’s body shook.
Jack moaned. “Stop teasing and get on with it.”
Daniel bit his lip. “But I haven’t prepped you enough.”
Jack took Daniel’s head in his hands and looked him straight in the eye. “Daniel,” he said evenly, “stop dicking around and get your dick in my ass.”
Daniel blinked and then slowly began to remove his fingers. “Yes, sir, Colonel, sir!” He reached once more for the lube.
“Smartass.”
“You know you love me.” Daniel quickly slicked himself up, dripping lube on the sheets in his haste. “Turn over.”
Jack shook his head. “No.”
“It’ll be easier on you if you lie on your stomach.”
“I want to see your face.”
“You’re sure?”
“Daniel!” Jack growled.
“Okay, okay.” Daniel rested Jack’s knees over his shoulders and leaned forward, the movement raising Jack’s ass up high enough for Daniel to slide a pillow under Jack’s hips. “Ready for this?” he whispered.
“Been dreaming about this, Danny.” Jack intertwined his fingers with Daniel’s. “Do it.”
Daniel lined himself up and pressed gently into Jack’s opening. “Jack.”
“Ah, fuck!” Jack pressed his head back into the pillow.
Daniel paused. “Jack, you okay?” He ran his hand up and down Jack’s thigh. “Should I stop?”
“No!” Jack clasped Daniel’s forearm. “Don’t you dare stop.”
Daniel smiled and turned his head to kiss Jack’s knee before he continued pushing his way into Jack. “Love you.” He closed his eyes as the sensations of being enveloped in Jack threatened to overwhelm him. He rolled his hips slowly, needing to move but also wanting to let Jack get used to the penetration.
Jack pulled Daniel’s head down for a kiss, causing Daniel to bend him in half. “Move, Daniel.”
“Nng. Jack,” Daniel murmured against Jack’s lips.
“Can see how mm… much strain you’re under trying to be careful.” Jack’s breath puffed out across Daniel’s face. “You won’t break me.”
“Jack!” Daniel’s hips surged forward. “Uhn.” His arms shook as the rest of his body moved of its own volition.
Jack slipped his legs down to wrap them around Daniel’s waist and pulled his hips closer. “Danny.” Daniel leaned over Jack, his hips moving more forcefully. “Yes!” Jack trapped Daniel’s lips against his own and kissed him hungrily. Daniel moved frantically, the slickness and the pressure causing exquisite pleasure to build inside him. His vision began to gray out and finally he wrenched his mouth away from Jack’s and cried out his completion. He managed to stay with it long enough to wrap his fingers around Jack’s erection and bring him off before he pulled out of Jack’s body and collapsed on the bed next to him. He watched through sleepy eyes as the tremors in Jack’s body lessened and eventually ceased all together. “Daniel?” Jack asked hoarsely.
“Right here, Jack.” Daniel lifted a hand and caressed Jack’s cheek. “You okay?”
“Did the earth move for you, too?” Jack’s lips twitched in a smile.
Daniel laughed breathlessly. “Yeah, Jack. It did.” He traced his thumb over Jack’s cheekbone.
Jack pried his eyes open and stared into Daniel’s sparkling blue ones. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.” Daniel reached down, snagged the edge of the duvet and tugged it up over their shoulders.
Jack slipped an arm around Daniel’s waist. “Keep me warm, Danny?” he whispered.
Daniel tilted Jack’s chin up and dropped a kiss to his lips. “Always, Jack.”
“Sweet.”
FINIS