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And...ANOTHER Sunny Challenge/SG-15 fic
Challenge: Use the sentence "You have reached [insert name], please leave a message after the tone." Stargate SG-1. 200 word limit. Any slash pairing.
Title: What Did You Expect? (part 4..FOUR!!!??)
Author: bugchicklv
Etc: SLASH ALERT! Mature eyes only, please. UnBETAed (which sux, and NOT in a good way), exact word count limit. I think. Count 'em if you want. NOT REALLY SG-15, but it's a coninuation of the series and I thought you guys might like to see how part 3 (Which WAS) played an important part. Besides, it's Dixon's "special room" and we are MORE THAN LIKELY going to see it again.
"You have reached Doctor Daniel Jackson. Please leave a message after the tone."
"HEY! Where'd you go? We're about to start the game. And you're missing out on the beer...BELLLLLCH!"
"Yep, you're right; Sam called," Daniel said, voice low and husky as he threw the phone over his shoulder.
"Told 'ya," Mitchell replied as he snatched Daniel's sweaty naked body back to his own and kissed him passionately.
"She'll probably call again," Daniel muttered, his mouth full of Mitchell's tongue and his hands full of tight, hard, naked ass.
Mitchell broke the kiss: "Let her. Besides, I reckon Dixon won't squeal," he murmured as his tongue swept down Daniel's tightly muscled torso. Then, his mouth busied itself with swallowing his hard throbbing cock.
Daniel's eyes rolled back and he silently, yet heartily, agreed.
Mitchell sat up suddenly and asked, "How DID you find out about this room, and how'd you finagle the key outta Dixon?"
Smiling naughtily, Daniel pointed at the ceiling where a red light glowed low and looked seedy.
"We're on tape."
Mitchell grinned, flipped the giggling archeologist on his stomach and spanked his ass. Hard. Daniel yelped but didn't complain.
"Awwwwww. Here, lemme kiss that better..."
Title: What Did You Expect? (part 4..FOUR!!!??)
Author: bugchicklv
Etc: SLASH ALERT! Mature eyes only, please. UnBETAed (which sux, and NOT in a good way), exact word count limit. I think. Count 'em if you want. NOT REALLY SG-15, but it's a coninuation of the series and I thought you guys might like to see how part 3 (Which WAS) played an important part. Besides, it's Dixon's "special room" and we are MORE THAN LIKELY going to see it again.
"You have reached Doctor Daniel Jackson. Please leave a message after the tone."
"HEY! Where'd you go? We're about to start the game. And you're missing out on the beer...BELLLLLCH!"
"Yep, you're right; Sam called," Daniel said, voice low and husky as he threw the phone over his shoulder.
"Told 'ya," Mitchell replied as he snatched Daniel's sweaty naked body back to his own and kissed him passionately.
"She'll probably call again," Daniel muttered, his mouth full of Mitchell's tongue and his hands full of tight, hard, naked ass.
Mitchell broke the kiss: "Let her. Besides, I reckon Dixon won't squeal," he murmured as his tongue swept down Daniel's tightly muscled torso. Then, his mouth busied itself with swallowing his hard throbbing cock.
Daniel's eyes rolled back and he silently, yet heartily, agreed.
Mitchell sat up suddenly and asked, "How DID you find out about this room, and how'd you finagle the key outta Dixon?"
Smiling naughtily, Daniel pointed at the ceiling where a red light glowed low and looked seedy.
"We're on tape."
Mitchell grinned, flipped the giggling archeologist on his stomach and spanked his ass. Hard. Daniel yelped but didn't complain.
"Awwwwww. Here, lemme kiss that better..."