Unnamed Pornlet
This is for fhartman who wrote me a nice Cam character piece called Gram Never Told Me There'd Be Days Like This
In return, she got a ficlet of her choosing, which was J/D/V.
This was pretty quick and dirty, right out of my head and onto the screen. No fancy things like betas, so all mistakes are mine. Definately strongly het, rather than slash, because writing slash takes me a LOT more time, so I apologize for that. Very adult.
Enjoy hon!
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It wasn’t what Daniel expected when Jack had asked him to meet in his VIP suite. In the way that you never really expect a train wreck until it unfolds before your eyes.
On his knees at the foot of the bed, Jack’s head bobbed between a pair of shapely thighs, his Class A’s discarded in a heap by the door. Daniel recognized the thighs and let his eyes drift up to where Vala’s hips were doing some very interesting things. He didn’t want to contemplate the noises she was making.
Simultaneously, he felt like he’d been punched in the chest while a zing ran through his groin that had his dick taking a definite interest in the proceedings.
‘Uh… Jack, what are you doing?” Daniel asked, with considerably less force than it had in his head.
Jack pulled back just enough to glance over his shoulder at Daniel, his mouth and chin wet and glistening in the low light.
“What’s it look like I’m doing, Daniel?” He replied, taking the opportunity to bring his fingers into play. Vala wriggled and let out a happy groan.
“Don’t you know what this is?” Vala said between gasps. “Get down there with General Jack and let him give you some pointers. Ohhh, yes, that’s perfect!”
“What? No! No, no… I know what it is. I meant why,” Daniel explained, the conflict within him growing. He shouldn’t be watching this. Then again, his boots seemed glued to the floor. From the sound of it, Vala was getting close to takeoff
“Why? Because you won’t do anything for me,” Vala’s back arched, “Oh! Daniel… Daniel!”
Vala screamed his name as she climaxed. He watched, captivated, as her face shifted from open-mouthed rapture clear through to teeth-gritting intensity, riding out the powerful sensations holding her in their grip. Daniel immediately felt a full-body flush wash over him, turning his cock to iron even as it felt like his clothing should spontaneously combust.
“That was…” he began in an astonished voice.
“Incredible,” Vala gasped, splayed out carelessly across the bed.
“Impressive,” Jack said, rocking back to sit on his heels and wiping his face on his tee shirt.
“…so fucking hot,” Daniel finished, kicking off his boots and pulling off his green overshirt.
“However, that’s the first time a woman’s called out his name while I got her off,” Jack said, hooking a thumb at Daniel.
“Uh, sorry. It’s all his fault,” Vala said, pointing at Daniel.
“How is it my fault?” Daniel’s voice had gotten higher from the extreme and sudden physical need now consuming him.
“I’ve never gone this long without sex in my entire life! A girl has needs, you know and what with you playing hard to get, well, I was overwhelmed when General Jack so graciously offered to, er…” she explained.
Using the edge of the bed for support, Jack got to his feet, knees grinding and popping, and plopped himself into the closest chair.
“Shit, I’m getting too old for this on the floor stuff,” he grumbled then turned to Daniel. “And when did you become such a prude? Did Oma take away your libido or something?”
“I’m not a prude! I just…”
“Let this poor lady stew in her own juices, so to speak. Now what kind of gentleman lets that happen?” Jack turned to Vala. “I’ll have you know that when we started out, he got laid more than the rest of us combined. He had to beat ‘em off with a stick. It was kind of depressing.”
“No! Really? Daniel, do tell!” Vala sat up and scooted to the edge of the bed.
“No, not really! I seem to remember Jack getting plenty on his own,” Daniel parried.
“I think it was the hair. It was long back then. Kinda silky and floppy. Things sort of dried up for him after Hathor cut it,” Jack said, the edges of his mouth twitching up.
Daniel just stared at the two of them open-mouthed until his brain kicked in again, “I doubt it was my hair. I was younger, more naïve then. If you recall, I was drugged or, or, influenced most of those times.”
“You had drugged sex? Oooh, kinky!” Vala purred.
“I don’t remember if it was kinky or not, so can we please not talk about it anymore?” Daniel asked, finding it hard to take his eyes away from Vala’s breasts.
“Yes, let’s not dwell. I’ve got a little something that could use some attention,” Jack agreed, slipping his shorts down his long legs and revealing his dick, standing proud and strong. He wrapped a hand around it and gave it a squeeze.
“Lose the clothes, Daniel. That’s an order,” Jack said.
“Or what? You’re going to take them off me?” Daniel replied, feeling contrary.
“No, I’ll just have her do it. You heard me, lose ‘em!”
Vala licked her lips and Daniel felt as if his brain was about to short-circuit. Fine, it was what he wanted to do anyway. He stripped off his clothes.
“Oh, look! A matched set and all for me,” Vala enthused, getting off the bed and going to her knees between Jack’s legs.
With no reservation at all, nor a gag reflex, apparently, she took Jack into her mouth. Daniel still felt frozen to the spot, watching the head of Jack’s cock slip in and out of Vala’s mouth. Occasionally, she’d pull back and her pink tongue would lap at him. Daniel’s dick throbbed.
“What are you waiting for, an engraved invitation? Get your ass over here,” Jack ordered.
Jack slouched down in the chair, long legs spread wide. Daniel went, sinking down behind Vala and let his fingers drift over the long expanse of her back, making her moan deep in her throat and causing Jack to gasp in reply and bury his fingers in her dark mane of hair.
Daniel gently guided Vala into position and slid into her snug warmth with a long groan. It really had been too long since he’d done this. It was hard to maintain his concentration, but Daniel was determined to hang on for as long as he could. The additional visual of Vala’s mouth working Jack, her fingers stroking his balls, was almost overwhelming. He panted and groaned through the urgency, finally falling into a steady, even pace.
Jack’s fingers tightened in Vala’s hair, gasping nonsense, then pulled her head away as he came, shooting into the air as she worked his cock. Daniel felt a warm spatter hit his shoulder, but he didn’t really care. Vala was moving with him, into him with each thrust, her head down. Watching Jack come had just about pushed them over the edge. Daniel steadied himself, changing his angle slightly, and let himself go faster and harder. He felt her body gather under him, then release in a long, luxurious series of waves that carried him along. Daniel seems to remember Vala screaming her release again, but was too far gone himself. He might have screamed, but he’d deny it. All he knew was a deep sense of pleasure and satisfaction that he’d denied himself for far too long.
Vala and Daniel collapsed in a heap on the floor until Jack prodded them with a foot.
“Come on, get up. You two need to get out of here,” He said, already having donned a bathrobe.
“Why, expecting more company?” Daniel asked, sure that the answer was no.
“Yeah, Carter and Mitchell are dropping by. Official business, that kind of thing,” Jack explained, adopting a mildly bored look.
“Oh. Okay,” Daniel agreed. He dressed and then helped Vala find all of her clothes as well.
They said their goodbyes and together made their way to the mess. A rigorous round of sex leaves a body hungry.
It wasn’t until his second cup of coffee that Daniel practically dropped it into his tray..
“Oh my God,” he said quietly.
“What, Daniel?” Vala said.
“You don’t suppose…” Daniel trailed off, not wanting to give voice to his suspicion.
“Suppose what? That Mitchell, Sam and General Jack would…” she made an intricate motion with her fingers.
They looked at each other, realization dawning before running out of the mess so quickly that airmen scattered in their wake.
end
Well, that was a pleasant way to spend the evening! Hope everyone has a great week.
In return, she got a ficlet of her choosing, which was J/D/V.
This was pretty quick and dirty, right out of my head and onto the screen. No fancy things like betas, so all mistakes are mine. Definately strongly het, rather than slash, because writing slash takes me a LOT more time, so I apologize for that. Very adult.
Enjoy hon!
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It wasn’t what Daniel expected when Jack had asked him to meet in his VIP suite. In the way that you never really expect a train wreck until it unfolds before your eyes.
On his knees at the foot of the bed, Jack’s head bobbed between a pair of shapely thighs, his Class A’s discarded in a heap by the door. Daniel recognized the thighs and let his eyes drift up to where Vala’s hips were doing some very interesting things. He didn’t want to contemplate the noises she was making.
Simultaneously, he felt like he’d been punched in the chest while a zing ran through his groin that had his dick taking a definite interest in the proceedings.
‘Uh… Jack, what are you doing?” Daniel asked, with considerably less force than it had in his head.
Jack pulled back just enough to glance over his shoulder at Daniel, his mouth and chin wet and glistening in the low light.
“What’s it look like I’m doing, Daniel?” He replied, taking the opportunity to bring his fingers into play. Vala wriggled and let out a happy groan.
“Don’t you know what this is?” Vala said between gasps. “Get down there with General Jack and let him give you some pointers. Ohhh, yes, that’s perfect!”
“What? No! No, no… I know what it is. I meant why,” Daniel explained, the conflict within him growing. He shouldn’t be watching this. Then again, his boots seemed glued to the floor. From the sound of it, Vala was getting close to takeoff
“Why? Because you won’t do anything for me,” Vala’s back arched, “Oh! Daniel… Daniel!”
Vala screamed his name as she climaxed. He watched, captivated, as her face shifted from open-mouthed rapture clear through to teeth-gritting intensity, riding out the powerful sensations holding her in their grip. Daniel immediately felt a full-body flush wash over him, turning his cock to iron even as it felt like his clothing should spontaneously combust.
“That was…” he began in an astonished voice.
“Incredible,” Vala gasped, splayed out carelessly across the bed.
“Impressive,” Jack said, rocking back to sit on his heels and wiping his face on his tee shirt.
“…so fucking hot,” Daniel finished, kicking off his boots and pulling off his green overshirt.
“However, that’s the first time a woman’s called out his name while I got her off,” Jack said, hooking a thumb at Daniel.
“Uh, sorry. It’s all his fault,” Vala said, pointing at Daniel.
“How is it my fault?” Daniel’s voice had gotten higher from the extreme and sudden physical need now consuming him.
“I’ve never gone this long without sex in my entire life! A girl has needs, you know and what with you playing hard to get, well, I was overwhelmed when General Jack so graciously offered to, er…” she explained.
Using the edge of the bed for support, Jack got to his feet, knees grinding and popping, and plopped himself into the closest chair.
“Shit, I’m getting too old for this on the floor stuff,” he grumbled then turned to Daniel. “And when did you become such a prude? Did Oma take away your libido or something?”
“I’m not a prude! I just…”
“Let this poor lady stew in her own juices, so to speak. Now what kind of gentleman lets that happen?” Jack turned to Vala. “I’ll have you know that when we started out, he got laid more than the rest of us combined. He had to beat ‘em off with a stick. It was kind of depressing.”
“No! Really? Daniel, do tell!” Vala sat up and scooted to the edge of the bed.
“No, not really! I seem to remember Jack getting plenty on his own,” Daniel parried.
“I think it was the hair. It was long back then. Kinda silky and floppy. Things sort of dried up for him after Hathor cut it,” Jack said, the edges of his mouth twitching up.
Daniel just stared at the two of them open-mouthed until his brain kicked in again, “I doubt it was my hair. I was younger, more naïve then. If you recall, I was drugged or, or, influenced most of those times.”
“You had drugged sex? Oooh, kinky!” Vala purred.
“I don’t remember if it was kinky or not, so can we please not talk about it anymore?” Daniel asked, finding it hard to take his eyes away from Vala’s breasts.
“Yes, let’s not dwell. I’ve got a little something that could use some attention,” Jack agreed, slipping his shorts down his long legs and revealing his dick, standing proud and strong. He wrapped a hand around it and gave it a squeeze.
“Lose the clothes, Daniel. That’s an order,” Jack said.
“Or what? You’re going to take them off me?” Daniel replied, feeling contrary.
“No, I’ll just have her do it. You heard me, lose ‘em!”
Vala licked her lips and Daniel felt as if his brain was about to short-circuit. Fine, it was what he wanted to do anyway. He stripped off his clothes.
“Oh, look! A matched set and all for me,” Vala enthused, getting off the bed and going to her knees between Jack’s legs.
With no reservation at all, nor a gag reflex, apparently, she took Jack into her mouth. Daniel still felt frozen to the spot, watching the head of Jack’s cock slip in and out of Vala’s mouth. Occasionally, she’d pull back and her pink tongue would lap at him. Daniel’s dick throbbed.
“What are you waiting for, an engraved invitation? Get your ass over here,” Jack ordered.
Jack slouched down in the chair, long legs spread wide. Daniel went, sinking down behind Vala and let his fingers drift over the long expanse of her back, making her moan deep in her throat and causing Jack to gasp in reply and bury his fingers in her dark mane of hair.
Daniel gently guided Vala into position and slid into her snug warmth with a long groan. It really had been too long since he’d done this. It was hard to maintain his concentration, but Daniel was determined to hang on for as long as he could. The additional visual of Vala’s mouth working Jack, her fingers stroking his balls, was almost overwhelming. He panted and groaned through the urgency, finally falling into a steady, even pace.
Jack’s fingers tightened in Vala’s hair, gasping nonsense, then pulled her head away as he came, shooting into the air as she worked his cock. Daniel felt a warm spatter hit his shoulder, but he didn’t really care. Vala was moving with him, into him with each thrust, her head down. Watching Jack come had just about pushed them over the edge. Daniel steadied himself, changing his angle slightly, and let himself go faster and harder. He felt her body gather under him, then release in a long, luxurious series of waves that carried him along. Daniel seems to remember Vala screaming her release again, but was too far gone himself. He might have screamed, but he’d deny it. All he knew was a deep sense of pleasure and satisfaction that he’d denied himself for far too long.
Vala and Daniel collapsed in a heap on the floor until Jack prodded them with a foot.
“Come on, get up. You two need to get out of here,” He said, already having donned a bathrobe.
“Why, expecting more company?” Daniel asked, sure that the answer was no.
“Yeah, Carter and Mitchell are dropping by. Official business, that kind of thing,” Jack explained, adopting a mildly bored look.
“Oh. Okay,” Daniel agreed. He dressed and then helped Vala find all of her clothes as well.
They said their goodbyes and together made their way to the mess. A rigorous round of sex leaves a body hungry.
It wasn’t until his second cup of coffee that Daniel practically dropped it into his tray..
“Oh my God,” he said quietly.
“What, Daniel?” Vala said.
“You don’t suppose…” Daniel trailed off, not wanting to give voice to his suspicion.
“Suppose what? That Mitchell, Sam and General Jack would…” she made an intricate motion with her fingers.
They looked at each other, realization dawning before running out of the mess so quickly that airmen scattered in their wake.
end
Well, that was a pleasant way to spend the evening! Hope everyone has a great week.