Four kisses that weren't real and one that was - Part Three Sam/Janet and unspecifiedtittamiireJuly 4 2009, 20:59:50 UTC
continued from part two...
'Did you run the course?' He asked him.
'Yes'
'Did you find your Man soul in the cave?'
'I did'
'Will you defend your people? Would you stand and fight the Goa'uld if they returned? Will you be as Lar'ocre if you need to?'
'I will'
'Lar'ocre' embraced the boy, kissed him once firmly on the lips and then released him.
'This boy is a man,' 'Lar'ocre' declared and slapped him on the back. The boy beamed and stepped away from the boys in the hall and to stand with the people watching. 'Lar'ocre' pointed to another boy, who stepped forward.
'We have to do this don't we Daniel?' Jack muttered.
'Yes'
'He stinks'
'Yes Jack.'
Jack inhaled and exhaled, steeling himself and then leant toward Daniel again to mutter, 'There will be no jokes about this.'
'No Jack'
'No comments about getting 'action' off world, no comments about me always getting 'lucky', no mention of Captain Kirk. This is not a real kiss.'
'No Jack,' Daniel said with a carefully neutral voice.
They waited and shuffled their feet while 'Lar'ocre' worked his way through each of the boys and finally pointed at Jack. He took another breath and then stepped forward. 'Not a real kiss,' he repeated.
3. Aliens made them do it. They really did. Daniel didn't even attempt to say why they made them or hazard a theory at what they would possibly gain from the exercise, but they literally held guns to their heads and made them do it.
Of course, Alien's didn't make them enjoy it, but that would be very definitely left out of any reports on the matter and they would never mention it between themselves again and it would just become another 'only SG1' story rumbling around the base, which was okay because some of the rumours running around were way worse, even if some of them were accurate.
4. 'This isn't real,' Sam muttered in the dull light, breaking apart from the kiss.
Janet waited a moment and then pinched her.
'Hey!' Sam protested quietly, but then kissed her again with a smile.
'No, definitely not real,' Janet said, as Sam kissed her cheek gently and then slumped against the wall a little. She tugged lightly at the front of Sam's shirt, mock straightening it. 'There is no way two well respected air force officers working on the most secret and powerful projects on the planet, no, on the most important endeavour for mankind of this century are making out behind a night club in downtown Colorado Springs.'
'Nope, that would never happen,' Sam agreed and slid her hands under Janet's shirt at the back to pull her closer and stroke her skin lightly with her fingertips, 'Ergo, this isn't reality, this isn't a real kiss, you're just an illusion and if I lean too much against this wall it'll disappear.'
'Hmm, I suspect if you try to not lean against the wall you'll crumple to the ground Captain Light Weight.'
'A dilemma,' Sam declared, holding her first finger up in the air and leaving a stretch of Janet's lower back exposed to the cool night air.
'One solved by getting us both into a taxi and home,' Janet suggested.
'Hmm, I'm quite enjoying the lack of reality,' Sam went on and leant forwards to kiss her again, parting her lips and deepening the kiss.
'I could stay here all night and not really kiss you,' she whispered with her lips only a centimetre from Janet's.
'Me too,' Janet sighed. 'Screw reality,' she declared and slid a hand around to the back of Sam's head to pull her closer.
'Did you run the course?' He asked him.
'Yes'
'Did you find your Man soul in the cave?'
'I did'
'Will you defend your people? Would you stand and fight the Goa'uld if they returned? Will you be as Lar'ocre if you need to?'
'I will'
'Lar'ocre' embraced the boy, kissed him once firmly on the lips and then released him.
'This boy is a man,' 'Lar'ocre' declared and slapped him on the back. The boy beamed and stepped away from the boys in the hall and to stand with the people watching. 'Lar'ocre' pointed to another boy, who stepped forward.
'We have to do this don't we Daniel?' Jack muttered.
'Yes'
'He stinks'
'Yes Jack.'
Jack inhaled and exhaled, steeling himself and then leant toward Daniel again to mutter, 'There will be no jokes about this.'
'No Jack'
'No comments about getting 'action' off world, no comments about me always getting 'lucky', no mention of Captain Kirk. This is not a real kiss.'
'No Jack,' Daniel said with a carefully neutral voice.
They waited and shuffled their feet while 'Lar'ocre' worked his way through each of the boys and finally pointed at Jack. He took another breath and then stepped forward. 'Not a real kiss,' he repeated.
3. Aliens made them do it. They really did. Daniel didn't even attempt to say why they made them or hazard a theory at what they would possibly gain from the exercise, but they literally held guns to their heads and made them do it.
Of course, Alien's didn't make them enjoy it, but that would be very definitely left out of any reports on the matter and they would never mention it between themselves again and it would just become another 'only SG1' story rumbling around the base, which was okay because some of the rumours running around were way worse, even if some of them were accurate.
4. 'This isn't real,' Sam muttered in the dull light, breaking apart from the kiss.
Janet waited a moment and then pinched her.
'Hey!' Sam protested quietly, but then kissed her again with a smile.
'No, definitely not real,' Janet said, as Sam kissed her cheek gently and then slumped against the wall a little. She tugged lightly at the front of Sam's shirt, mock straightening it. 'There is no way two well respected air force officers working on the most secret and powerful projects on the planet, no, on the most important endeavour for mankind of this century are making out behind a night club in downtown Colorado Springs.'
'Nope, that would never happen,' Sam agreed and slid her hands under Janet's shirt at the back to pull her closer and stroke her skin lightly with her fingertips, 'Ergo, this isn't reality, this isn't a real kiss, you're just an illusion and if I lean too much against this wall it'll disappear.'
'Hmm, I suspect if you try to not lean against the wall you'll crumple to the ground Captain Light Weight.'
'A dilemma,' Sam declared, holding her first finger up in the air and leaving a stretch of Janet's lower back exposed to the cool night air.
'One solved by getting us both into a taxi and home,' Janet suggested.
'Hmm, I'm quite enjoying the lack of reality,' Sam went on and leant forwards to kiss her again, parting her lips and deepening the kiss.
'I could stay here all night and not really kiss you,' she whispered with her lips only a centimetre from Janet's.
'Me too,' Janet sighed. 'Screw reality,' she declared and slid a hand around to the back of Sam's head to pull her closer.
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