fic- "In Another Life: Beginnings" Stargate Part 4
Title: In Another Life: Beginnings
Author: CJ aka WritinginCT
Fandom: Stargate SG-1
Pairing: Jack/Daniel, Jack/Daniel/OFC
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: AU, Slavery, Slash, Threesome, disturbing imagery, non-con
Categories: AU, Hurt/Comfort, Drama, Romance
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Disclaimer: I don’t own the recognizable characters I’m just inspired by them. Hopefully they’ve had fun playing in my sandbox.
Summary: In a world where you are either military or a slave to the military, Jack O'Neill hates slavery and yet winds up with two. And though he gives them his protection, they steal his heart in return.
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A/N: his is an AU fic I've had in my head for a while. I actually wrote the middle of this epic a while back and I just started the beginning to tie it all together. First part of fic is Jack/Daniel and does contain some Daniel/OMC offscreen non-con/abuse. Later chapters will be Jack/Daniel/OFC as they take in another abused slave.
It's a weird AU and I'm trying not to make these early chapters an information dump.
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Daniel was content. And if he dared allow himself to think it, he was even happy. He had a home, and for the first time in his life, he had some freedom.
Jack would not take any of Daniel's salary stipend; he had absolutely refused no matter how many times Daniel offered. He insisted that Daniel buy things for himself that made him happy. In heeding Jack's wishes, Daniel's personal library was growing quickly, and small, but interesting oddities from around the world started appearing in the house. And when he ran out of room in his bedroom, Jack was pleased that Daniel started putting items around the house and really treating it as if it was his home too, because it was.
Although Jack refused to let him buy groceries or pay the electric bill, Daniel found other ways to subtly contribute to the household. His stipend wasn't large, but he managed it well. He would go to their favorite bakery and buy Jack's favorite pies and desserts. And he occasionally beat Jack to paying the son of one the officers on base that came out once a week to mow the grass. He would sneak in grocery store trips on the pretense that he found a new recipe to try and needed the ingredients, and if other stuff they ate managed to fall into the cart, then so be it. And he enjoyed finding things for Jack when he went on his little shopping trips to the bookstore or the mall. He had never really had anyone to buy gifts for and he enjoyed Jack's reactions to whichever book, dvd, or video game Daniel had surprised him with immensely.
But most important of all the new things he had, he had Jack. And his growing dependence on Jack scared him to death. And it wasn't dependence as in Jack taking care of him, because truth be told, they took care of each other equally. And it wasn't based on the feeling of safety that Daniel finally found once Jack had claimed him. It was an emotional dependence. And it grew stronger every day. Grew stronger every time they touched, and every time they moaned each other's names in pleasure. Daniel knew what it was, but was petrified to admit it, afraid that it would all be taken away. He could stand losing anything but Jack. Because he loved Jack.
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Jack was happy as a duck. He had forgotten how nice it was to have someone to go home to, to not eat alone and watch television by himself. He had forgotten that he really enjoyed having someone to talk to, and laugh with, and even argue with.
And oddly he really liked having someone that he could touch, and someone that would touch him, he hadn't realized how starved he was for even the most casual of touches. As a Colonel, it was completely inappropriate for him to even casually touch those men and women under his command, it just wasn't acceptable. And he absolutely refused to force his attentions on any of the slave class, even the most benign of attentions. Daniel had been the one exception to that hard and fast rule. He just couldn't help himself from ruffling Daniel's hair, or throwing an arm around Daniel's shoulders as they walked through the halls. If Daniel had given him any indication that the attention was unwelcome he would have stopped, it would have near killed him, but he would have stopped.
Jack came to find out though, that Daniel was equally starved for touch. And once their initial awkwardness passed, they both indulged themselves in both giving and receiving gentle, affectionate touches. Things like Jack's hand on the small of Daniel's back as he stirred something on the stove, or Daniel giving his shoulder a rub when he brought supper to the table. In and of themselves they were not meant to arouse, they were meant as little tactile reminders that there was someone else close by, but they did have the cumulative effect of reinforcing the intense sexual attraction between them.
Jack enjoyed watching Daniel emerge from the shell of his former situation. It took a little prodding on his part to get Daniel to think of himself first. He refused to take any of Daniel's stipend, even though it was his right to take all if it if he had desired to. Jack wanted to whoop with glee when Daniel's stuff finally overflowed his room and started appearing elsewhere in the house, it was a tremendous thing for Daniel. He had been so careful, so respectful of Jack's home and space, not wanting to intrude. And Jack had patiently explained again and again that it was Daniel's home too.
He knew that Daniel wanted to contribute to the household upkeep, and he pretended not to notice when groceries or laundry supplies magically appeared. Daniel's pride needed the boost. And if it meant that Jack had to turn a blind eye when Daniel would pay for things, so be it. He did make it a point to rave about the special bakery runs Daniel would make, he didn't want Daniel to think he didn't notice, didn't appreciate his contributions. He just didn't make a big deal out of the monetary part of it.
The first time Daniel had bought him a gift, it took all of Jack's self control not to get choked up. He couldn't remember when the last time was that someone bought him a gift that wasn't a mandatory birthday bottle or holiday fruitcake. And here was Daniel, whose belongings fit in two cardboard boxes with next to nothing to call his own, buying him a spontaneous gift; just because he wanted to surprise Jack. And as Jack flipped the crisp pages of the new astrology guide that Daniel had bought to replace the decrepit and falling apart one that Jack cursed at often, he almost couldn't speak past the lump in his throat.
Sleeping with Daniel was very high on Jack's best things in life list. Whether after tiring each other out with carnal delights or just flopping into bed after a really long day, curling up around Daniel and letting his breathing lull him to sleep was definitely a favorite of Jack's. And in the morning, when Jack would wake before Daniel, he would allow himself the guilty pleasure of just watching Daniel as he slept. And it was often in those early morning hours as the dawn peeked into the room that Jack would almost acknowledge that he loved the man by his side.
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After the night in the kitchen, their self imposed barriers to their physical relationship were torn down. Jack took great pleasure in learning every inch of Daniel's body and what made him arch and writhe and beg for more. Actually they learned together, Daniel just as able to turn Jack into a mindless puddle on the bed. And Daniel being Daniel, without telling Jack, had bought a book, with pictures, and studied it.
They explored everything together. And the bedroom was often filled with the sounds of teasing and laughter. They were enjoying themselves. But there was one thing they hadn't done.
The approval stamp on box twelve was never mentioned. Neither were the condoms and lubrication that were purchased and in the nightstand.
Jack tried not to think about it, although there were times in bed that he ached to be inside Daniel, to feel him all around him as they moved together. But just as it had been before, he wanted Daniel to have the final say in his own deflowering and would not make the first move.
Daniel tried not to over analyze it. He knew that per the letter of the law that as a slave his body was not his own, and that at some point he would be breached. He had always expected it would a somewhat cold and clinical thing, and hopefully pain-free. But now with Jack he couldn't help but think that it would be anything but cold and clinical. And he found himself wanting to take that next step with Jack but didn't know how to tell him.
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One of the many demeaning aspects to being a slave was that all documentation pertaining to a slave was open and accessible to any military officer. There was no expectation of privacy. Whether employment records, health records, or status of the slave's virginity, it was all open for officer consumption.
Most decent officers only accessed the slave files they needed. Others took pleasure in finding things in the records to use to torment slaves.
Major Arlis knew that Daniel was a certified virgin, and that was why he never attempted anything with Daniel other than the frequent forced blowjob. He had briefly considered claiming Daniel just to be the first one to fuck him, but he realized that Jack would have over ridden his claim in a split second so he never attempted it. After Jack claimed Daniel, Arlis accessed Daniel's record and was livid to see that Jack had approval to deflower Daniel. But he was surprised to see that as the weeks went by that Jack still hadn't registered the date of Daniel's deflowering. And the thought that Daniel was still a virgin festered in his brain like a canker.
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tbc...
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Additional chapters of In Another Life