Sweet Release, Part One--Stargate SG-1, NC-17
Title: Sweet Release, Part One
Author: amara_m
Summary: Daniel's gone missing and Jack is going crazy looking for him. When the Tok'ra arrive with information, Jack isn't sure he trusts them, but SG-1 heads out. What they find when they arrive is not what Jack was expecting. Daniel is being held in an alien compound that serves as an intergalactic brothel. Jack attempts to rescue Daniel, but getting him out of there is only the beginning.
Word Count: 11,864
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: So not mine it isn't even remotely funny.
Written For:kayljay
Prompt: 1. Sexually uninhibited Daniel; 2. prompt word: release; Optional Request: Dark story (dub/non-con); Restriction #1: Easily broken/seduced Jack; Restriction #2: M-preg
Notes: It took me a lot longer than I expected to find my way into this piece...but once I did it just kept going. I meant to have a 2k to 5k story, and ended up with nearly 12k. Not sure I totally got to a completely uninhibited Daniel. Hope you like it! WARNINGS: Dub-Con (borderline non-con), first time. In two parts because I'm verbose.
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“Don’t tell me to calm down, Carter!” Jack doubled his pace away from the conference room, headed for the locker room to suit up.
“Sir!”
He stopped and whirled. “What?”
She huffed and shook her head. “We can’t just go roaring in there, not with what the Tok’ra-“
He held up a finger and she stopped mid sentence. He took two steps toward her. “They left him there, Carter.” His voice was low and filled with fury.
She licked her lips and nodded. “They aren’t even certain it’s him, sir.”
Jack squashed the panic that came with the thought that it might not be. Daniel had been gone too long and the search was leading them nowhere. If this wasn’t Daniel, the chances of ever finding him were dwindling pretty damn close to zero.
“Which is why we’re going.” He turned and headed for the door to the locker room. He didn’t want to argue about it. He knew it was dangerous, he knew they needed to be careful. But Daniel was out there. Alone. The prisoner of some…person. Someone who even the Goa’uld respected, traded with.
He hadn’t caught all the details, expected Carter was conferring with the goddamn Tok’ra now to get all the information that she could.
A week. It had been a week since their operative had been there and seen Daniel. A whole goddamn week. And who knew what they were putting Daniel through, what kinds of torture they were submitting him too? It made Jack sick to his stomach just thinking about it.
It didn’t help that guilt gnawed at him, churning in his stomach. Guilt over the last fight; his last words to Daniel had been short. “I gotta go.” It was his way of ending it so he could get out of there, get away from the knot in his stomach that spending time with Daniel seemed to lead to.
Jack never was very good with the whole emotions thing. And when those emotions warred with his sense of logic, it was easier to ignore them. Push them away. Except then Daniel had to go and disappear and Jack was right back to looking them in the face.
None of that mattered though, as long as Daniel was still missing. All that mattered was finding Daniel and bringing him home safe.
He was nearly suited up when Teal’c entered the room, nodding in greeting. “General Hammond requires your presence.”
Jack stood, kicking his locker shut. “Suit up. We’re going as soon as Hammond agrees.”
“You seem certain he will.”
“It’s Daniel.” Jack said, squinting at the plaintive tone in his voice when he said it.
“Indeed.”
“Sir, it’s Daniel.” Jack found himself saying again minutes later, staring down General Hammond in his office.
“It might be Doctor Jackson. It might not be.” Hammond countered. “Colonel, I understand your determination, but SG-1 is needed on the front lines against the Goa’uld.”
“With all due respect, SG-1 needs Daniel, sir.” Jack huffed and rubbed at his face. It was more than that. Jack felt responsible for Daniel, for his disappearance, for not being with him. For running away every time their friendship got complicated. “I’m not looking for a full scale assault, General. Simple recon, we go in and confirm that it’s Daniel, get enough intel to decide how to liberate him if it is.”
Hammond scratched at the back of his head. “Twenty four hours, Colonel. Take SG-18 to watch your backs.”
“Sir?”
“Carter?” Jack O’Neill came to a stop beside her and followed her pointing finger.
“According to the information we got from the Tok’ra, the compound is just over that ridge.”
“And what are we expecting to find?”
She looked at him, concern in her blue eyes. “The public face of the community is a man named Hablin. He serves a ‘god’ only known as Lord.”
Teal’c raised an eyebrow. “He is widely respected, but little is known of him. He is not Goa’uld, however.”
They’d been over this of course, before they’d left the SGC. But he was uncertain and worried for Daniel…and Jack hated feeling as helpless as he had been in the last forty five days.
Daniel had disappeared out from under a marine escort on a planet that was supposedly safe while inspecting some ruins he thought might lead him to some Ancient something or other. Just disappeared.
Only Daniel could disappear so efficiently from under the watchful noses of two SG marine teams. Jack huffed and nodded. “Teal’c, on point. Let’s move.” He turned and squinted toward the gate. He could just make out the dark forms of SG-18 taking up positions to guard the gate. “Colonel Barkin, this is O’Neill. We’re heading in. If we’re not back in twenty-four hours, return to base.”
“Yes, sir. Good luck.”
Twenty four hours. That was all he had before Hammond would demand they return and give up the search. Already they had spent a month with all but two SG teams committed to finding Daniel, exhausted all of their contacts, scoured the planet where he’d been when he disappeared, and this was the first solid lead they’d come across.
They stopped in the shadows of the tree line, looking down at the beige rock walls of the compound. It didn’t look so much like a fortress as it did a sprawling villa. Shouldn’t be too hard to get in. He could even see a good spot for climbing the wall, with trees for cover on the outside and a garden or something inside.
“You know, we could try the front door.” Carter said.
“We would be welcomed.” Teal’c said. “All are welcomed who wish to trade.”
“I don’t want to Trade, Teal’c. I want to get Daniel and get the hell out of here.”
The twin suns above them were moving toward setting. Jack eyed the wall. “What do we know about security?”
“Not much.” Carter said. “The Tok’ra only said that this ‘Lord’ isn’t someone to cross, and to be careful about eating or drinking anything that was offered.”
“Okay, you two set up camp here. I’m going to go poke around.”
“Poke around, sir?”
Jack held up a hand to ward off the argument. She was right. It was stupid. But it was Daniel. “I’ll be careful.”
She was looking at him like she wanted to protest, but he looked away. He knew what he was doing. Sort of. “Radio check every fifteen.”
He set off through the trees toward wall at a brisk pace. He couldn’t sit still, not knowing Daniel could be just over that wall. He found the spot and chose a tree. By the time he’d topped the wall, the first of the two suns was spreading red and orange over the horizon. He squinted against the light and worked down the wall.
The garden was small, filled with exotic flowers and fountains. The smell was intoxicating. Sweet. Arousing even. A smell like coconut and jasmine. It was almost like it seeped into his skin, caressing him.
Jack shook his head to clear it. He moved swiftly through the garden to a gate. Damn alien plant life.
Outside the gate was an alley between walls. Jack eased into the alley and moved as quietly as he could through the shadows.
He passed a gate through the inner wall and looked. Beyond the wall seemed to be a courtyard of sorts, with a small pool. Jack kept moving. The gates seemed to be evenly spaced, the courtyards beyond them identical. Some were occupied, others were empty.
Then he stopped. His heart was thundering as he backed up two steps and peered into the fifth courtyard. Daniel.
He was alone. He looked…good. Not like a prisoner at all. Jack set his hand on the gate. To his amazement, it wasn’t locked. He opened it slowly and slipped inside, hugging the shadows along the wall.
“Daniel.” His exaggerated whisper bounced off the stone walls and Jack cringed back into the shadows, ready to hide if it brought out guards. He wasn’t sure what this was, or why Daniel was laying there in the dying rays of two setting suns, naked but for the silver cuffs on his wrists.
He only knew that he had found Daniel. Finally. Relief flooded through him, followed closely by concern. Daniel’s eyes opened slowly.
Daniel’s head lifted, scanning the courtyard. The pool was between them. To Jack’s right was a building of some sort. All around them were walls.
“Jack?” There was a question in the word, a question and concern. His blue eyes narrowed, zeroing in on the place where Jack stood shrouded in shadow.
Jack inched forward, raising a hand to gesture for quiet. Daniel stood abruptly, sending the lounge chair skittering. “Jack!”
Before Jack could do much more than step out of the shadow, Daniel was on top of him, arms wrapped around him, naked body melted against his. “I missed you!” Daniel said fervently.
Daniel’s skin was warm from the sun, his touch comforting, at least until his nakedness registered again. He could feel Daniel’s cock against his leg. He liked it, almost reached for it, then shook his head again. It had to be the flowers, messing with his head.
Jack put his hands on Daniel’s shoulders and pushed him back enough to look at him. “You all right?” He looked Daniel over, still expecting marks of torture or wounds or bruises…instead all he found was Daniel, his cock half hard and the silver cuffs that looked like more than jewelry, but not quite like restraints. An amber light was glowing in the center of them.
Daniel nodded distractedly, his eyes tracing Jack’s face.
“Where are your clothes?” Jack forced his eyes back to Daniel’s face. He was oddly flushed, and Daniel’s closeness was disconcerting somehow.
Daniel frowned at Jack, then looked down at himself. “I don’t know. Why?”
“Why?” Jack didn’t have time for any Daniel weirdness. “We need to move. Before someone finds out I’m here.”
“Move?” Daniel shook his head as if he were confused. “Move where?”
“I’m taking you home.”
Daniel took a step back and Jack averted his eyes. “I belong here.” Daniel said. “You could too.” He moved close again, taking Jack’s hand. “It feels so good Jack….you could never imagine. Let me show you.” Daniel lifted Jack’s hand to his mouth, kissing it.
“What the hell?” Jack pulled his hand free. Something was definitely not right. Jack squinted at his friend. “Daniel, I don’t know what’s going on here, but clothes or not, we’re going.”
“Jack, let me show you.” Daniel’s hand cupped to his face. “It can feel so good.”
Daniel’s face was close to his and moving closer. Jack stumbled back until he was against the wall. Daniel’s lips met his. Jack yanked his head away, cracking it on the stone wall. “Daniel. What are you doing?” Jack licked his lips, tasting Daniel on them. He was hot, his face flushed, his heart thumping.
Daniel pouted at him. Then the amber light became a red light, flashing on the cuff at his wrist. “Oh…I have to go. It’s my turn.”
Jack reached for him as he stepped back. “Daniel!”
“Come back tomorrow, I’ll show you…”
And just like that, Daniel was gone, disappearing into the building before Jack could do more than stare.
Jack wanted to follow him, but not knowing what was going on inside that building meant it was better to retreat, gather more intelligence and plan their next step.
At least now they were sure that the information passed to them by the Tok’ra was correct. And, Daniel was alive and well. To some degree. He was confused, or brainwashed or something, but he was alive.
He slipped back through the gate and down the alley. The smell in the garden was stronger, big dark blue flowers seeming to exude the scent as he brushed by them. He reached the spot where he’d climbed the wall into the compound, as the dark settled over him, the suns gone beyond the distant hills. He cleared the wall and set out at a brisk pace to meet up with the rest of his team.
Carter was the first to break cover, stepping from behind a tree. “Daniel?”
Jack nodded. “Yeah, it was him.” He sighed and shook his head. He brushed at the dust clinging to his pants from the flowers. “He’s…confused. Brainwashed or something. I’m not sure.”
He wasn’t hurt, and it didn’t look like he ever had been. Brainwashing was the only thing Jack could think of. Well, that and the way his lips felt…the way Daniel’s cock looked, the incredible smell on his hands. No. He took a deep breath and broke out his canteen to wash the pollen off of him. “We’ll go in and get a better look around the place in the morning.”
“Yes sir.”
Jack sat first watch, fuming over Daniel. Something was very not right. He didn’t sleep, even after Teal’c relieved him. He was sitting on his bedroll, pulling out a power bar when Teal’c nodded toward the path that led to the gate.
A young man was approaching, maybe fourteen, his hands folded inside big sleeves on a robe that dragged the ground. He bowed low, his eyes averted. “Come. You are welcome.”
Jack got up slowly, making eye contact with Carter as he stood. She nodded, standing and moving to gather her things. “We’re welcome…where?” Jack asked.
Again the boy bowed. “Within.”
“Descriptive little bugger, aren’t you?”
“Come.” The boy turned and headed back the way he came. Teal’c looked to Jack and when Jack nodded, Teal’c followed behind the boy. Jack wasn’t sure he trusted the kid, but they’d obviously lost the element of surprise. Maybe they really could negotiate a trade and get Daniel back without too much trouble.
With Carter bringing up the rear, Jack set off behind Teal’c. The boy led them around to the front gates of the compound, which opened without sound. “Come.” He gestured and walked until they were inside a wide, open room with marble floors and walls of what looked like copper and mammoth arched windows looking out into gardens.
“Welcome, people of the Tauri.” Jack whirled to the speaker, shocked that he had come into the room so quietly. He was tall -- had to be seven foot easily -- and thin, with pale hair and pale skin and the palest blue eyes Jack had ever seen. “I am Hablin, your humble host.”
Jack was fairly sure there was nothing humble about their host. “You must be Colonel O’Neill. Daniel has told me so much about you.” Hablin gestured to his left, and Jack was surprised again to see Daniel standing there.
He was clothed at least this time, in a long robe not unlike the boy’s. His hands were folded in front of him, the cuffs hidden in the sleeves and his eyes looked red. “Daniel?”
He looked up briefly, meeting Jack’s eyes, then looking to Hablin before returning his eyes to the ground.
Jack looked to Hablin. “What’s wrong with him? What have you done to him?”
“There is nothing wrong, Colonel, I assure you. Daniel has had a long night, and should be resting, but he asked to accompany me to greet you, and so he has. You may go to bed now Daniel.”
Daniel looked up at them, then nodded. “Thank you.” His exuberance from the night before was gone and his body sagged.
“Just one minute.” Jack said, holding up a finger. “Daniel. Daniel!”
“You may see him again, once he is rested.” Hamblin said, his voice pleasant. “If we can come to an agreement on price.” The man’s pale eyebrow lifted. “He is one of our most requested pleasures. Now then, what have you brought to trade?”
“Pleasures?” Jack sputtered, tearing his eyes from Daniel’s retreating back.
Hablin smiled and seemed pleased. “He has been a most welcome addition to our Lord’s family. I trust you are here in search of the pleasure only He can give.”
“We aren’t here for any of that.” Carter interjected before Jack could respond. “We only came to take Daniel home.”
“Oh, I’m afraid that’s quite impossible. Daniel belongs here with us now.”
“Like hell he does.” Jack started to push past Hablin, only to find himself pushing against solid air, like there was an invisible brick wall in front of him.
“He made a choice. He stays.” Hablin’s voice ran cold, but then he smiled. “I’m sure that you will come to understand. Please, let Marin show you to our lounge. You may eat and relax. I will see to my other guests and when I return we can negotiate.”
Jack paced the plush lounge. The odd blue flowers were arranged in bundles on the table and around the room. He couldn’t smell them, but he imagined he could feel them, worming into him. Making him want…food, touch, music. Sensuality.
“I said it was a place where transactions of a personal nature took place.” Teal’c said, watching Jack’s movement. “The system Lords seek pleasure here, as do many others.”
“You didn’t say brothel.” Jack snapped. It explained Daniel’s nakedness. It explained…hell, it didn’t explain anything. “We have to get him out of here.”
“I don’t think that’s going to be as easy as we’d like.” Sam said, lifting a piece of fruit and sniffing at it, before dropping it back onto the platter she’d taken it from. “I mean, we don’t know much about the place, or the people here. Even the Tok’ra would only say that they couldn’t help.”
“It is said that this god protects those who serve him.” Teal’c offered, his hands behind his back.
“But not Goa’uld.” Jack was highly agitated. He paced. “What then?”
“He is never seen by any but those who serve him.” Teal’c said. “His true identity is unknown.
“I can’t believe Daniel chose this.” Carter said.
“Daniel didn’t choose this.” Jack responded, running a hand through his hair. “Not on his own. Did you see him?”
Carter nodded. “I saw. It could be drugs. His hands were shaking.”
“Perhaps Colonel O’Neill is correct and he has been brainwashed.” Teal’c said, raising an eyebrow.
Jack growled in frustration. His friend was being forced to whore himself to whoever would pay the price. Including Goa’uld. Jack frowned and looked back at Teal’c. “I don’t get it. Why would the Goa’uld come here and pay for it when they have slaves?”
“It is said that the pleasure one receives here can not compare to anywhere else. The Lord is said to gift his workers with a power to entice and please a human body that even the Goa’uld can not duplicate.”
“He speaks the truth, Colonel.” Jack jumped, his hand landing on his sidearm as he turned to find Hablin behind him. Damn, but he was quiet. Jack had to force his hand off his gun, inhaling deeply.
“Our Lord is most generous, and he gives without reserve to those who serve him. The pleasure to the human body can not be paralleled anywhere in the known galaxy.”
“I’d like to meet this god of yours.” Jack said, lifting an eyebrow.
“That is quite impossible I am afraid. He is receiving offerings now.”
“All right then, I want to see Daniel.”
“As I said, that can be arranged, for the right price.”
Jack’s anger was climbing. “I don’t want to…sleep with him. I want to talk to him.” His mind flashed to the kiss in the courtyard, to the rush of arousal. He inhaled and forced himself to concentrate on Hablin.
Hablin smiled graciously, bowing slightly. “It is all time, Colonel, no matter how you choose to spend it. Time he might otherwise be entertaining another client. There have been requests.”
Somehow that irked Jack and he cocked his head. “Who?”
“Our clients come to us because we are discreet, Colonel. Now, what have you to trade?”
It took Jack’s watch, a long bladed knife of Teal’c’s and all of the chocolate Carter had in her pack, but eventually, Hablin led Jack down the long halls and confusing corridors until he was sure they were going in circles just to make it harder to find his way out. He’d left Carter and Teal’c with orders to wait outside the compound walls, where he’d climbed in the day before.
The plan was to drag Daniel out through the courtyard just as soon as Hablin walked away. They’d figure the rest out back on Earth.
Finally, Hablin stopped beside an ornate door. “Pleasure awaits.” The door opened and Hablin was gone, just as quietly and quickly as he had come.
Jack stepped into the room tentatively. “Daniel?”
The room was warm and decorated kind of like something out of Arabian Nights, with pillows and curtains and a raised bed draped in silk. Off to his left were glass doors through which he could see the courtyard where he’d found Daniel. Daniel smiled, turning beside the bed. The walls and silks were the same color as those damn flowers, and he could see more of the flowers in vases around the room and growing in planters on the courtyard. “Jack. I’m so happy to see you.”
His blue eyes sparkled and he stepped down quickly, crossing to Jack to hug him, his whole body pressed to Jack’s. Jack let him hold him for a moment, then pushed him back while stepping away. Daniel frowned slightly.
Jack waved a hand at his nakedness. “Clothes?”
Daniel shook his head with a smile. “I missed your humor, Jack.” He took Jack’s hand and led him toward the bed.
Jack pulled back. “Wait.”
Again, Daniel frowned. “Why?”
“I don’t put out on the first date.” Jack’s mouth was dry. His mind swam with dreams he’d tried to forget, images of Daniel that followed him, haunted him, only this time Daniel was always naked.
Daniel smiled and turned back to him, one finger falling on his mouth to shush him. “Relax. It’s okay.” He took Jack’s hand again. He wanted to pull his hand away, but he wanted Daniel close too.
Daniel encouraged him to sit on the bed. Jack shook his head. This was wrong. He pushed against Daniel’s shoulder when he leaned in to kiss him. It was weird and warm…hot really, when he thought about it.
Jack shook his head. What was he thinking? No. “Daniel. Stop.” Jack licked his lips. They tasted like Daniel. Fuck. He was supposed to be getting them out of there, not letting Daniel seduce him. “Just stop.” He pushed Daniel away and stood. “Damn, it’s hot in here.”
“Let me help.” Daniel wandered to a table and poured water into a glass. “It’s cold.”
Jack took the glass and sipped. The cold seeped into him and made him want more. The glass was half gone before he remembered Carter’s warning. “Okay, let’s find your clothes. So we can…” Jack lost track of why Daniel’s clothes were important as Daniel’s finger pressed to his lips.
“Let me show you.” Daniel murmured. His lips tingled where Daniel had touched. His kiss was slow, his lips sliding over Jack’s before his tongue licked against them, as if asking permission. Jack parted his lips, even though he was pretty sure he didn’t mean to do that. The room seemed to be spinning around him.
Jack put his hands on Daniel’s chest to push him away, but they just lay there against his skin. “Daniel.”
“Easy Jack.”
Some vague part of him realized that Daniel was undressing him, but he could still feel his lips and nothing made sense. He was supposed to be doing something. Drugs. The water was drugged. Jack’s brain moved sluggishly, but his body didn’t move at all.
The room pulsed around him as Daniel guided him back to the bed, kneeling to take Jack’s boots off. Jack tried to shake the feeling of arousal, of need. He didn’t want Daniel. Not like this anyway.
He blinked as his body told him differently. His body did want Daniel, just like this. He tried biting his tongue, hoping the pain would cut through the fog of the drug. “What is that smell?” It was familiar…comforting and arousing. Like coconuts and jasmine.
“Just breathe it in.” Daniel murmured, sliding back up Jack’s legs. Jack’s bare legs, he realized belatedly. When had that happened? “It’ll feel so good, Jack. Sweet. A release unlike any other.”
“Daniel…” He found it hard to talk-or concentrate-when Daniel’s tongue was in his mouth. He pushed back and scrambled away, or at least out from under Daniel.
“I don’t usually have to work this hard.” Daniel said, sitting in the spot Jack had just left.
“I’m not going to take advantage of you. I’m not doing this.” Jack gestured wildly while his head filled with all the things he would like to do.
“I want you to.” Daniel said.
“That’s the drugs or brainwashing. It’s not you.”
Daniel’s smile was a little sad. “I’m here because I chose to be here, Jack. I’m here with you because I want you to be with me. Out of all the ones who asked for me, I chose you.”
While Jack was parsing through that, wondering who else had asked for him, Daniel leaned toward him, his hand cupping around Jack’s cock in his boxers. His eyes were sparkling. “You want this too, Jack. Just let go.”
“We need to get you out…out…Fuck.” Daniel’s mouth was sliding over him, over the cotton of his boxers. It was unlike anything he’d ever felt and so much more than he’d dreamed. “Daniel…” Jack reached for him, shaking his head. He had to fight this. He couldn’t do this.
“Need you Jack.” Daniel pushed him down onto his back and pulled his boxers down, leaving him naked on the bed. “Need you. Want you.”
His brain was still yelling all the reasons why they couldn’t, shouldn’t, but his body was screaming things more like yes and now and then Daniel’s body was on top of his, and Jack’s cock was held in the soft iron grip of Daniel’s ass.
Daniel moved slowly, sliding over Jack’s cock and groaning in obvious pleasure. He leaned down, catching Jack’s lips and moaning into his mouth. Jack’s hands slid up Daniel’s side. “Please,” he murmured, though he wasn’t sure what it was he wanted now. “Daniel.”
“Shh…” Daniel’s lips brushed over his, down his chin.
Jack’s body was burning, his hands finding their way to Daniel’s hips, holding him while he moved up and down, and the sensation building inside Jack’s stomach was powerful.
“Hold on, Jack.” Daniel murmured, shifting slightly and changing the speed of his rise and fall. “It’s better if you wait.” He was kissing over Jack’s shoulders, his hands sliding up Jack’s arms.
There was a liquid sort of heat that seeped out of Daniel, surrounding Jack in a blanket of euphoria that had him forgetting himself, his toes curling into the mattress, his hips flexing and lifting and pushing his cock up into Daniel.
He was going to come. His hands squeezed around Daniel’s hips and Daniel sank onto him, taking him deep as Jack’s cock started to leak out his orgasm. He groaned with the pleasure as he came slowly, almost as if Daniel was somehow drawing out the orgasm…or maybe it was the drugs, but he couldn’t think past the need in his body as he came and came and his cock hurt, but it felt so good and he wondered if you could come to death. Then finally it was done and the heavy fog that had settled into his brain was lulling him to sleep.
He was vaguely aware of Daniel kissing him, hands touching him… blankets… then nothing.
Jack woke with a start, unsure of how long he’d been out. There was a soft haze in his head, or maybe it was in the room. He wasn’t exactly sure.
Daniel smiled softly at him, dressed in that same robe he’d been wearing before. “You should sleep. I’ll be back.”
“Where are you going?” Jack sat up, then pulled the blankets to him as he realized he was naked. Naked and spent. He’d come. A lot. His body was waking up, wanting more. His head was spinning, lingering effects of the drugs and the incredible orgasm rippling through him.
“I have to give your offering.” Daniel crossed to him, holding up his wrists. The light in the cuffs was solid red. He kissed Jack’s forehead. “I won’t be long. Hablin hasn’t come for you, so you are welcome to stay. It means your gift is strong.”
“Offering?”
Daniel nodded. “I was right, wasn’t I? Better than any release you’ve ever had?”
Jack swallowed. He couldn’t deny that. Too much, too slow, too fucking hot watching Daniel ride him like that…Wait. He shook his head, but Daniel was gone, the door open. Jack grabbed at his pants and shoved himself into them, then his boots and shirt, grabbing his vest before he took off, trailing Daniel.
Fuck. This was bad. Jack pushed himself into his clothes. He had to get Daniel out of there, before-before what? Jack had already fucked him. Fucked him. Daniel. His Daniel. He shook his head. He needed to stop thinking with his dick, and get past the drugs. Obviously the water had something in it to loosen his control, take him past his inhibition; and the flowers…that smell. It was like floral Viagra or something.
He had to get them the hell out. Before Hablin did come for him. Daniel moved stiffly through the corridors and up to an ornate door etched in gold and silver and set with gemstones. The doors opened as Daniel approached, gold-white light filling the hallway.
Daniel glided into the light, almost as if he were lifted. Jack moved fast, slipping in the doors, squinting against the light. The room was circular and in its center was…well, it looked almost like a man, though he was huge and the light seemed to emanate from him, surrounded him. All around the room men and woman lay in a stupor on giant pillows, all of them naked, like Daniel, and wearing the cuffs. The lights on the cuffs were a soft blue, glowing against the gold and white.
Daniel was moving toward the center, his robe fluttering away, his body wrapped in tendrils of light. His head was dropped back, his face slack. He floated, turned, and the light licked at him, cleaning him. There was no sound, as if the light absorbed it all and all that existed was the light and Daniel…Daniel, whose body was laying limp, except for his cock, which stood rigid and leaking as his body was held up by the light.
Belatedly Jack realized that only he had come to orgasm; Daniel hadn’t. He inched away from the doors as they started to open, watching as Daniel’s face contorted in ecstasy. The light grew brighter and brighter, until Jack couldn’t see Daniel at all. Then the light faded again and Daniel was lowered to the ground.
Two young men in robes pulled Daniel to the wall, laying him on an unoccupied pillow as a woman glided in from the hall, floating on the light, taking her place within the light-being. Jack watched to see if anyone would notice him, but they all seemed concerned with feeding this god of theirs.
Jack eased around naked bodies and made his way to Daniel. He squatted beside him. Daniel’s eyes were red, like they’d been that morning, and he seemed asleep. “Daniel.” Jack touched him, then pulled his hand away. His skin was hot to the touch, his body languid. “Come on Daniel, wake up.”
Daniel groaned as Jack pulled on him, his eyes opening slowly. “Jack?” His voice was strained, filled with confusion.
“We’re getting you out of here.” His knees protested, but Jack hefted Daniel up over his shoulder and made for the door. It was gliding open again to admit another and Jack moved past him fast. “Just hold on, Daniel.” He grabbed at his radio. “Carter, we’re coming to you.”
He got them back to Daniel’s room, laying him on the bed while he searched out clothing. Eventually, he found a robe and got Daniel wrapped in it. The lights on the gauntlets adorning Daniel’s wrists were blue, like the others in the room. Jack shook his head and tried waking Daniel up again.
“Come on, Daniel, snap out of it.”
Daniel groaned and his bloodshot eyes opened again, blinking and narrowing. “Where are we?”
“Never mind. Can you walk?”
“I’m not sure I can move. What’s wrong with me?”
“There isn’t time for that either. I’ll have to carry you.” He reached again for his radio. “Carter, you ready?”
“Ready and waiting.”
“We’re coming out.” He grabbed Daniel’s wrist and hefted him up and over his shoulder. He wasn’t sure how long he’d have before anyone noticed Daniel was missing, but he wasn’t going to stick around and find out either.
He got them out the door and around the pool. Kicking at the gate until it gave way. He was slow with the added weight, but he kept moving, through the alley ways and behind buildings until he reached the garden.
“Carter?” Jack growled. The flowers were opening, the scent filling the air. Daniel groaned.
“Just a minute, sir. We’re- “
He lost whatever else she was saying when the ground rocked under them and the sound of explosives filled the air behind them. A moment later, Teal’c was on top of the wall, reaching down for Daniel. Jack sighed in relief as the big guy lifted Daniel and eased him down the other side, presumably into Carter’s hands, then reached down to assist Jack,. He hit the ground and winced a little at the pain in his knees.
“What was that?”
“Distraction.” Carter said, grinning at him. “To cover our escape.”
He wasn’t going to argue. “To the gate. Double time.”
Teal’c hefted Daniel, who seemed to have faded back into unconsciousness, and they headed out at a run. “Colonel, this is O’Neill. We have Daniel and we’re coming fast. Dial the gate.”
He kept an eye open for pursuit, but none seemed to be coming. Not that it made him feel any better. He was starting to think the whole thing had been too easy.
The gate was open and Colonel Barkin was encouraging them to hurry. “Massive energy readings headed our way, sir. I suggest we hustle.”
Jack turned to look over his shoulder. The sky was gold. And moving. He shoved Teal’c and Daniel into the gate and dove in behind them, already yelling for the iris to close behind them.
There was a heavy thud as the iris closed and Jack lay back against the ramp where he’d fallen. So much for too easy.
“I have him sedated at the moment.” Dr. Frasier stuck her hands in the pockets of her lab coat and looked at him. “He’s only asking for you. He’s agitated.”
“What about the drugs?”
She sighed, nodding slowly. “They aren’t like anything I’ve seen. Levels and layers of them. There are compounds that he’s ingested, others absorbed through his skin and the airborne one that affected you as well. They seem to be affecting the centers of his brain that deal with pleasure, as well as decision making and emotion. His dopamine levels are high. I’ve been monitoring since he woke up and they keep increasing. I don’t know why.”
Jack looked through the observation window to the private room where Daniel was restrained to the bed. “The cuffs?”
She nodded, joining him at the window. “We haven’t found a way to get them off. They seem to be controlling something. Though obviously not the airborne or food born compounds.”
“So what now?”
“Maybe if you visit with him, he’ll calm down?” She sighed. “I’m running some more tests, but so far I haven’t identified a way to treat this, other than to let the withdrawal run its course.”
He nodded and watched Daniel toss lightly in his sleep. “Is he going to be okay?”
She patted his hand and sighed. “Honestly, Colonel? I don’t know.”
Jack nodded. “I’ll sit with him a while. Let me know when you have something.”
Hablin said Daniel had chosen to be there, and Daniel had said the same thing when they were alone together…which he didn’t want to think about. Every time he did his body reacted like he was a 17 year old kid horny for his prom date.
Daniel had seemed convinced. Sad, but convinced. Yet, when Daniel woke up in the room, after his glowing orgasm, he had seemed confused, not sure where he was or why. Which meant that there were holes in the brainwashing…or maybe the orgasm drained it all out of him and it had to be re-trained into him every time.
None of the people in that room looked as though they knew where they were.
Jack pulled a rolling stool up beside the bed and sat, one hand lifting to run a finger over the metal that circled Daniel’s wrist. The light was amber colored again. Jack frowned. Maybe the color of the light had something to do with the drug or the brainwashing. They had been flashing red when Jack was brought to Daniel. They had been solid red when Daniel had left him to go to his ‘Lord’.
“Jack.”
He looked up to find Daniel’s eyes open. He pulled his hand away. “Daniel.”
“I have to go back.”
Jack sighed. “No, you’re home. You’re safe.”
Daniel shook his head. “You don’t understand.”
“I understand enough.”
“No…no…Jack… please…” Daniel’s hand grabbed at him as much as he could with the restraints. “Need to…belong there…have to go back…have to serve…”
Jack stood and pressed Daniel back to the bed. “Right now you need to rest and let Dr. Frasier figure out what’s going on inside you.”
“He loves me, Jack… he wants me, needs me.” Daniel was getting frantic; monitors around them were starting to beep. “It feels so good Jack. Remember? Let me make it feel good.” His eyes were wild with need and Jack suddenly found himself leaning in like he was going to kiss him.
“Colonel?”
He pulled himself away, clearing his throat. “I think the sedative’s worn off.”
“Jack…please…please…”
It pulled on him, the need and desperation in Daniel’s voice. His body responded, flushing with heat he could feel in his face, his cock hardening.
“Okay Daniel, I need you to relax.” Daniel’s eyes flicked to Janet and he licked his lips.
“It feels so good. Just…let me up. I can show you. Then I can go back. You can go with me. He’d like you. He loves you.”
“No one’s going anywhere, Daniel. Not until we figure this out.” She patted his hand and he growled in frustration.
“I have to. I made a choice. I belong there. I belong there. I have to go back.” His voice trailed off as Janet fed a syringe into his IV. His mouth was still moving, but no sound was coming out.
Jack shook his head and turned to the doctor. “We have to get these things off.” He tapped at the metal.
She nodded in agreement. “I agree. The problem is, I’m not sure how. And once we find a way, I’m not sure how his body will react when we do.”
Jack looked down at Daniel. “It was flashing red when I found him, and he said he had to go, that it was his turn. Solid red after…when he had to go to be relieved. Then…it was blue after the thing with the lights, and he was normal…for Daniel.” He’d been vague in his debrief about the light show and the glowy sex. He owed Daniel some dignity.
She ran a finger over the amber light. “If it’s a cycle it would explain the changing levels of dopamine.” She frowned and leaned closer to one of the monitors. “I’m going to get some equipment in here. I don’t like the way his heart is beating. Colonel, I’m going to have to ask you to step outside.”
Author: amara_m
Summary: Daniel's gone missing and Jack is going crazy looking for him. When the Tok'ra arrive with information, Jack isn't sure he trusts them, but SG-1 heads out. What they find when they arrive is not what Jack was expecting. Daniel is being held in an alien compound that serves as an intergalactic brothel. Jack attempts to rescue Daniel, but getting him out of there is only the beginning.
Word Count: 11,864
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: So not mine it isn't even remotely funny.
Written For:kayljay
Prompt: 1. Sexually uninhibited Daniel; 2. prompt word: release; Optional Request: Dark story (dub/non-con); Restriction #1: Easily broken/seduced Jack; Restriction #2: M-preg
Notes: It took me a lot longer than I expected to find my way into this piece...but once I did it just kept going. I meant to have a 2k to 5k story, and ended up with nearly 12k. Not sure I totally got to a completely uninhibited Daniel. Hope you like it! WARNINGS: Dub-Con (borderline non-con), first time. In two parts because I'm verbose.
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“Don’t tell me to calm down, Carter!” Jack doubled his pace away from the conference room, headed for the locker room to suit up.
“Sir!”
He stopped and whirled. “What?”
She huffed and shook her head. “We can’t just go roaring in there, not with what the Tok’ra-“
He held up a finger and she stopped mid sentence. He took two steps toward her. “They left him there, Carter.” His voice was low and filled with fury.
She licked her lips and nodded. “They aren’t even certain it’s him, sir.”
Jack squashed the panic that came with the thought that it might not be. Daniel had been gone too long and the search was leading them nowhere. If this wasn’t Daniel, the chances of ever finding him were dwindling pretty damn close to zero.
“Which is why we’re going.” He turned and headed for the door to the locker room. He didn’t want to argue about it. He knew it was dangerous, he knew they needed to be careful. But Daniel was out there. Alone. The prisoner of some…person. Someone who even the Goa’uld respected, traded with.
He hadn’t caught all the details, expected Carter was conferring with the goddamn Tok’ra now to get all the information that she could.
A week. It had been a week since their operative had been there and seen Daniel. A whole goddamn week. And who knew what they were putting Daniel through, what kinds of torture they were submitting him too? It made Jack sick to his stomach just thinking about it.
It didn’t help that guilt gnawed at him, churning in his stomach. Guilt over the last fight; his last words to Daniel had been short. “I gotta go.” It was his way of ending it so he could get out of there, get away from the knot in his stomach that spending time with Daniel seemed to lead to.
Jack never was very good with the whole emotions thing. And when those emotions warred with his sense of logic, it was easier to ignore them. Push them away. Except then Daniel had to go and disappear and Jack was right back to looking them in the face.
None of that mattered though, as long as Daniel was still missing. All that mattered was finding Daniel and bringing him home safe.
He was nearly suited up when Teal’c entered the room, nodding in greeting. “General Hammond requires your presence.”
Jack stood, kicking his locker shut. “Suit up. We’re going as soon as Hammond agrees.”
“You seem certain he will.”
“It’s Daniel.” Jack said, squinting at the plaintive tone in his voice when he said it.
“Indeed.”
“Sir, it’s Daniel.” Jack found himself saying again minutes later, staring down General Hammond in his office.
“It might be Doctor Jackson. It might not be.” Hammond countered. “Colonel, I understand your determination, but SG-1 is needed on the front lines against the Goa’uld.”
“With all due respect, SG-1 needs Daniel, sir.” Jack huffed and rubbed at his face. It was more than that. Jack felt responsible for Daniel, for his disappearance, for not being with him. For running away every time their friendship got complicated. “I’m not looking for a full scale assault, General. Simple recon, we go in and confirm that it’s Daniel, get enough intel to decide how to liberate him if it is.”
Hammond scratched at the back of his head. “Twenty four hours, Colonel. Take SG-18 to watch your backs.”
“Sir?”
“Carter?” Jack O’Neill came to a stop beside her and followed her pointing finger.
“According to the information we got from the Tok’ra, the compound is just over that ridge.”
“And what are we expecting to find?”
She looked at him, concern in her blue eyes. “The public face of the community is a man named Hablin. He serves a ‘god’ only known as Lord.”
Teal’c raised an eyebrow. “He is widely respected, but little is known of him. He is not Goa’uld, however.”
They’d been over this of course, before they’d left the SGC. But he was uncertain and worried for Daniel…and Jack hated feeling as helpless as he had been in the last forty five days.
Daniel had disappeared out from under a marine escort on a planet that was supposedly safe while inspecting some ruins he thought might lead him to some Ancient something or other. Just disappeared.
Only Daniel could disappear so efficiently from under the watchful noses of two SG marine teams. Jack huffed and nodded. “Teal’c, on point. Let’s move.” He turned and squinted toward the gate. He could just make out the dark forms of SG-18 taking up positions to guard the gate. “Colonel Barkin, this is O’Neill. We’re heading in. If we’re not back in twenty-four hours, return to base.”
“Yes, sir. Good luck.”
Twenty four hours. That was all he had before Hammond would demand they return and give up the search. Already they had spent a month with all but two SG teams committed to finding Daniel, exhausted all of their contacts, scoured the planet where he’d been when he disappeared, and this was the first solid lead they’d come across.
They stopped in the shadows of the tree line, looking down at the beige rock walls of the compound. It didn’t look so much like a fortress as it did a sprawling villa. Shouldn’t be too hard to get in. He could even see a good spot for climbing the wall, with trees for cover on the outside and a garden or something inside.
“You know, we could try the front door.” Carter said.
“We would be welcomed.” Teal’c said. “All are welcomed who wish to trade.”
“I don’t want to Trade, Teal’c. I want to get Daniel and get the hell out of here.”
The twin suns above them were moving toward setting. Jack eyed the wall. “What do we know about security?”
“Not much.” Carter said. “The Tok’ra only said that this ‘Lord’ isn’t someone to cross, and to be careful about eating or drinking anything that was offered.”
“Okay, you two set up camp here. I’m going to go poke around.”
“Poke around, sir?”
Jack held up a hand to ward off the argument. She was right. It was stupid. But it was Daniel. “I’ll be careful.”
She was looking at him like she wanted to protest, but he looked away. He knew what he was doing. Sort of. “Radio check every fifteen.”
He set off through the trees toward wall at a brisk pace. He couldn’t sit still, not knowing Daniel could be just over that wall. He found the spot and chose a tree. By the time he’d topped the wall, the first of the two suns was spreading red and orange over the horizon. He squinted against the light and worked down the wall.
The garden was small, filled with exotic flowers and fountains. The smell was intoxicating. Sweet. Arousing even. A smell like coconut and jasmine. It was almost like it seeped into his skin, caressing him.
Jack shook his head to clear it. He moved swiftly through the garden to a gate. Damn alien plant life.
Outside the gate was an alley between walls. Jack eased into the alley and moved as quietly as he could through the shadows.
He passed a gate through the inner wall and looked. Beyond the wall seemed to be a courtyard of sorts, with a small pool. Jack kept moving. The gates seemed to be evenly spaced, the courtyards beyond them identical. Some were occupied, others were empty.
Then he stopped. His heart was thundering as he backed up two steps and peered into the fifth courtyard. Daniel.
He was alone. He looked…good. Not like a prisoner at all. Jack set his hand on the gate. To his amazement, it wasn’t locked. He opened it slowly and slipped inside, hugging the shadows along the wall.
“Daniel.” His exaggerated whisper bounced off the stone walls and Jack cringed back into the shadows, ready to hide if it brought out guards. He wasn’t sure what this was, or why Daniel was laying there in the dying rays of two setting suns, naked but for the silver cuffs on his wrists.
He only knew that he had found Daniel. Finally. Relief flooded through him, followed closely by concern. Daniel’s eyes opened slowly.
Daniel’s head lifted, scanning the courtyard. The pool was between them. To Jack’s right was a building of some sort. All around them were walls.
“Jack?” There was a question in the word, a question and concern. His blue eyes narrowed, zeroing in on the place where Jack stood shrouded in shadow.
Jack inched forward, raising a hand to gesture for quiet. Daniel stood abruptly, sending the lounge chair skittering. “Jack!”
Before Jack could do much more than step out of the shadow, Daniel was on top of him, arms wrapped around him, naked body melted against his. “I missed you!” Daniel said fervently.
Daniel’s skin was warm from the sun, his touch comforting, at least until his nakedness registered again. He could feel Daniel’s cock against his leg. He liked it, almost reached for it, then shook his head again. It had to be the flowers, messing with his head.
Jack put his hands on Daniel’s shoulders and pushed him back enough to look at him. “You all right?” He looked Daniel over, still expecting marks of torture or wounds or bruises…instead all he found was Daniel, his cock half hard and the silver cuffs that looked like more than jewelry, but not quite like restraints. An amber light was glowing in the center of them.
Daniel nodded distractedly, his eyes tracing Jack’s face.
“Where are your clothes?” Jack forced his eyes back to Daniel’s face. He was oddly flushed, and Daniel’s closeness was disconcerting somehow.
Daniel frowned at Jack, then looked down at himself. “I don’t know. Why?”
“Why?” Jack didn’t have time for any Daniel weirdness. “We need to move. Before someone finds out I’m here.”
“Move?” Daniel shook his head as if he were confused. “Move where?”
“I’m taking you home.”
Daniel took a step back and Jack averted his eyes. “I belong here.” Daniel said. “You could too.” He moved close again, taking Jack’s hand. “It feels so good Jack….you could never imagine. Let me show you.” Daniel lifted Jack’s hand to his mouth, kissing it.
“What the hell?” Jack pulled his hand free. Something was definitely not right. Jack squinted at his friend. “Daniel, I don’t know what’s going on here, but clothes or not, we’re going.”
“Jack, let me show you.” Daniel’s hand cupped to his face. “It can feel so good.”
Daniel’s face was close to his and moving closer. Jack stumbled back until he was against the wall. Daniel’s lips met his. Jack yanked his head away, cracking it on the stone wall. “Daniel. What are you doing?” Jack licked his lips, tasting Daniel on them. He was hot, his face flushed, his heart thumping.
Daniel pouted at him. Then the amber light became a red light, flashing on the cuff at his wrist. “Oh…I have to go. It’s my turn.”
Jack reached for him as he stepped back. “Daniel!”
“Come back tomorrow, I’ll show you…”
And just like that, Daniel was gone, disappearing into the building before Jack could do more than stare.
Jack wanted to follow him, but not knowing what was going on inside that building meant it was better to retreat, gather more intelligence and plan their next step.
At least now they were sure that the information passed to them by the Tok’ra was correct. And, Daniel was alive and well. To some degree. He was confused, or brainwashed or something, but he was alive.
He slipped back through the gate and down the alley. The smell in the garden was stronger, big dark blue flowers seeming to exude the scent as he brushed by them. He reached the spot where he’d climbed the wall into the compound, as the dark settled over him, the suns gone beyond the distant hills. He cleared the wall and set out at a brisk pace to meet up with the rest of his team.
Carter was the first to break cover, stepping from behind a tree. “Daniel?”
Jack nodded. “Yeah, it was him.” He sighed and shook his head. He brushed at the dust clinging to his pants from the flowers. “He’s…confused. Brainwashed or something. I’m not sure.”
He wasn’t hurt, and it didn’t look like he ever had been. Brainwashing was the only thing Jack could think of. Well, that and the way his lips felt…the way Daniel’s cock looked, the incredible smell on his hands. No. He took a deep breath and broke out his canteen to wash the pollen off of him. “We’ll go in and get a better look around the place in the morning.”
“Yes sir.”
Jack sat first watch, fuming over Daniel. Something was very not right. He didn’t sleep, even after Teal’c relieved him. He was sitting on his bedroll, pulling out a power bar when Teal’c nodded toward the path that led to the gate.
A young man was approaching, maybe fourteen, his hands folded inside big sleeves on a robe that dragged the ground. He bowed low, his eyes averted. “Come. You are welcome.”
Jack got up slowly, making eye contact with Carter as he stood. She nodded, standing and moving to gather her things. “We’re welcome…where?” Jack asked.
Again the boy bowed. “Within.”
“Descriptive little bugger, aren’t you?”
“Come.” The boy turned and headed back the way he came. Teal’c looked to Jack and when Jack nodded, Teal’c followed behind the boy. Jack wasn’t sure he trusted the kid, but they’d obviously lost the element of surprise. Maybe they really could negotiate a trade and get Daniel back without too much trouble.
With Carter bringing up the rear, Jack set off behind Teal’c. The boy led them around to the front gates of the compound, which opened without sound. “Come.” He gestured and walked until they were inside a wide, open room with marble floors and walls of what looked like copper and mammoth arched windows looking out into gardens.
“Welcome, people of the Tauri.” Jack whirled to the speaker, shocked that he had come into the room so quietly. He was tall -- had to be seven foot easily -- and thin, with pale hair and pale skin and the palest blue eyes Jack had ever seen. “I am Hablin, your humble host.”
Jack was fairly sure there was nothing humble about their host. “You must be Colonel O’Neill. Daniel has told me so much about you.” Hablin gestured to his left, and Jack was surprised again to see Daniel standing there.
He was clothed at least this time, in a long robe not unlike the boy’s. His hands were folded in front of him, the cuffs hidden in the sleeves and his eyes looked red. “Daniel?”
He looked up briefly, meeting Jack’s eyes, then looking to Hablin before returning his eyes to the ground.
Jack looked to Hablin. “What’s wrong with him? What have you done to him?”
“There is nothing wrong, Colonel, I assure you. Daniel has had a long night, and should be resting, but he asked to accompany me to greet you, and so he has. You may go to bed now Daniel.”
Daniel looked up at them, then nodded. “Thank you.” His exuberance from the night before was gone and his body sagged.
“Just one minute.” Jack said, holding up a finger. “Daniel. Daniel!”
“You may see him again, once he is rested.” Hamblin said, his voice pleasant. “If we can come to an agreement on price.” The man’s pale eyebrow lifted. “He is one of our most requested pleasures. Now then, what have you brought to trade?”
“Pleasures?” Jack sputtered, tearing his eyes from Daniel’s retreating back.
Hablin smiled and seemed pleased. “He has been a most welcome addition to our Lord’s family. I trust you are here in search of the pleasure only He can give.”
“We aren’t here for any of that.” Carter interjected before Jack could respond. “We only came to take Daniel home.”
“Oh, I’m afraid that’s quite impossible. Daniel belongs here with us now.”
“Like hell he does.” Jack started to push past Hablin, only to find himself pushing against solid air, like there was an invisible brick wall in front of him.
“He made a choice. He stays.” Hablin’s voice ran cold, but then he smiled. “I’m sure that you will come to understand. Please, let Marin show you to our lounge. You may eat and relax. I will see to my other guests and when I return we can negotiate.”
Jack paced the plush lounge. The odd blue flowers were arranged in bundles on the table and around the room. He couldn’t smell them, but he imagined he could feel them, worming into him. Making him want…food, touch, music. Sensuality.
“I said it was a place where transactions of a personal nature took place.” Teal’c said, watching Jack’s movement. “The system Lords seek pleasure here, as do many others.”
“You didn’t say brothel.” Jack snapped. It explained Daniel’s nakedness. It explained…hell, it didn’t explain anything. “We have to get him out of here.”
“I don’t think that’s going to be as easy as we’d like.” Sam said, lifting a piece of fruit and sniffing at it, before dropping it back onto the platter she’d taken it from. “I mean, we don’t know much about the place, or the people here. Even the Tok’ra would only say that they couldn’t help.”
“It is said that this god protects those who serve him.” Teal’c offered, his hands behind his back.
“But not Goa’uld.” Jack was highly agitated. He paced. “What then?”
“He is never seen by any but those who serve him.” Teal’c said. “His true identity is unknown.
“I can’t believe Daniel chose this.” Carter said.
“Daniel didn’t choose this.” Jack responded, running a hand through his hair. “Not on his own. Did you see him?”
Carter nodded. “I saw. It could be drugs. His hands were shaking.”
“Perhaps Colonel O’Neill is correct and he has been brainwashed.” Teal’c said, raising an eyebrow.
Jack growled in frustration. His friend was being forced to whore himself to whoever would pay the price. Including Goa’uld. Jack frowned and looked back at Teal’c. “I don’t get it. Why would the Goa’uld come here and pay for it when they have slaves?”
“It is said that the pleasure one receives here can not compare to anywhere else. The Lord is said to gift his workers with a power to entice and please a human body that even the Goa’uld can not duplicate.”
“He speaks the truth, Colonel.” Jack jumped, his hand landing on his sidearm as he turned to find Hablin behind him. Damn, but he was quiet. Jack had to force his hand off his gun, inhaling deeply.
“Our Lord is most generous, and he gives without reserve to those who serve him. The pleasure to the human body can not be paralleled anywhere in the known galaxy.”
“I’d like to meet this god of yours.” Jack said, lifting an eyebrow.
“That is quite impossible I am afraid. He is receiving offerings now.”
“All right then, I want to see Daniel.”
“As I said, that can be arranged, for the right price.”
Jack’s anger was climbing. “I don’t want to…sleep with him. I want to talk to him.” His mind flashed to the kiss in the courtyard, to the rush of arousal. He inhaled and forced himself to concentrate on Hablin.
Hablin smiled graciously, bowing slightly. “It is all time, Colonel, no matter how you choose to spend it. Time he might otherwise be entertaining another client. There have been requests.”
Somehow that irked Jack and he cocked his head. “Who?”
“Our clients come to us because we are discreet, Colonel. Now, what have you to trade?”
It took Jack’s watch, a long bladed knife of Teal’c’s and all of the chocolate Carter had in her pack, but eventually, Hablin led Jack down the long halls and confusing corridors until he was sure they were going in circles just to make it harder to find his way out. He’d left Carter and Teal’c with orders to wait outside the compound walls, where he’d climbed in the day before.
The plan was to drag Daniel out through the courtyard just as soon as Hablin walked away. They’d figure the rest out back on Earth.
Finally, Hablin stopped beside an ornate door. “Pleasure awaits.” The door opened and Hablin was gone, just as quietly and quickly as he had come.
Jack stepped into the room tentatively. “Daniel?”
The room was warm and decorated kind of like something out of Arabian Nights, with pillows and curtains and a raised bed draped in silk. Off to his left were glass doors through which he could see the courtyard where he’d found Daniel. Daniel smiled, turning beside the bed. The walls and silks were the same color as those damn flowers, and he could see more of the flowers in vases around the room and growing in planters on the courtyard. “Jack. I’m so happy to see you.”
His blue eyes sparkled and he stepped down quickly, crossing to Jack to hug him, his whole body pressed to Jack’s. Jack let him hold him for a moment, then pushed him back while stepping away. Daniel frowned slightly.
Jack waved a hand at his nakedness. “Clothes?”
Daniel shook his head with a smile. “I missed your humor, Jack.” He took Jack’s hand and led him toward the bed.
Jack pulled back. “Wait.”
Again, Daniel frowned. “Why?”
“I don’t put out on the first date.” Jack’s mouth was dry. His mind swam with dreams he’d tried to forget, images of Daniel that followed him, haunted him, only this time Daniel was always naked.
Daniel smiled and turned back to him, one finger falling on his mouth to shush him. “Relax. It’s okay.” He took Jack’s hand again. He wanted to pull his hand away, but he wanted Daniel close too.
Daniel encouraged him to sit on the bed. Jack shook his head. This was wrong. He pushed against Daniel’s shoulder when he leaned in to kiss him. It was weird and warm…hot really, when he thought about it.
Jack shook his head. What was he thinking? No. “Daniel. Stop.” Jack licked his lips. They tasted like Daniel. Fuck. He was supposed to be getting them out of there, not letting Daniel seduce him. “Just stop.” He pushed Daniel away and stood. “Damn, it’s hot in here.”
“Let me help.” Daniel wandered to a table and poured water into a glass. “It’s cold.”
Jack took the glass and sipped. The cold seeped into him and made him want more. The glass was half gone before he remembered Carter’s warning. “Okay, let’s find your clothes. So we can…” Jack lost track of why Daniel’s clothes were important as Daniel’s finger pressed to his lips.
“Let me show you.” Daniel murmured. His lips tingled where Daniel had touched. His kiss was slow, his lips sliding over Jack’s before his tongue licked against them, as if asking permission. Jack parted his lips, even though he was pretty sure he didn’t mean to do that. The room seemed to be spinning around him.
Jack put his hands on Daniel’s chest to push him away, but they just lay there against his skin. “Daniel.”
“Easy Jack.”
Some vague part of him realized that Daniel was undressing him, but he could still feel his lips and nothing made sense. He was supposed to be doing something. Drugs. The water was drugged. Jack’s brain moved sluggishly, but his body didn’t move at all.
The room pulsed around him as Daniel guided him back to the bed, kneeling to take Jack’s boots off. Jack tried to shake the feeling of arousal, of need. He didn’t want Daniel. Not like this anyway.
He blinked as his body told him differently. His body did want Daniel, just like this. He tried biting his tongue, hoping the pain would cut through the fog of the drug. “What is that smell?” It was familiar…comforting and arousing. Like coconuts and jasmine.
“Just breathe it in.” Daniel murmured, sliding back up Jack’s legs. Jack’s bare legs, he realized belatedly. When had that happened? “It’ll feel so good, Jack. Sweet. A release unlike any other.”
“Daniel…” He found it hard to talk-or concentrate-when Daniel’s tongue was in his mouth. He pushed back and scrambled away, or at least out from under Daniel.
“I don’t usually have to work this hard.” Daniel said, sitting in the spot Jack had just left.
“I’m not going to take advantage of you. I’m not doing this.” Jack gestured wildly while his head filled with all the things he would like to do.
“I want you to.” Daniel said.
“That’s the drugs or brainwashing. It’s not you.”
Daniel’s smile was a little sad. “I’m here because I chose to be here, Jack. I’m here with you because I want you to be with me. Out of all the ones who asked for me, I chose you.”
While Jack was parsing through that, wondering who else had asked for him, Daniel leaned toward him, his hand cupping around Jack’s cock in his boxers. His eyes were sparkling. “You want this too, Jack. Just let go.”
“We need to get you out…out…Fuck.” Daniel’s mouth was sliding over him, over the cotton of his boxers. It was unlike anything he’d ever felt and so much more than he’d dreamed. “Daniel…” Jack reached for him, shaking his head. He had to fight this. He couldn’t do this.
“Need you Jack.” Daniel pushed him down onto his back and pulled his boxers down, leaving him naked on the bed. “Need you. Want you.”
His brain was still yelling all the reasons why they couldn’t, shouldn’t, but his body was screaming things more like yes and now and then Daniel’s body was on top of his, and Jack’s cock was held in the soft iron grip of Daniel’s ass.
Daniel moved slowly, sliding over Jack’s cock and groaning in obvious pleasure. He leaned down, catching Jack’s lips and moaning into his mouth. Jack’s hands slid up Daniel’s side. “Please,” he murmured, though he wasn’t sure what it was he wanted now. “Daniel.”
“Shh…” Daniel’s lips brushed over his, down his chin.
Jack’s body was burning, his hands finding their way to Daniel’s hips, holding him while he moved up and down, and the sensation building inside Jack’s stomach was powerful.
“Hold on, Jack.” Daniel murmured, shifting slightly and changing the speed of his rise and fall. “It’s better if you wait.” He was kissing over Jack’s shoulders, his hands sliding up Jack’s arms.
There was a liquid sort of heat that seeped out of Daniel, surrounding Jack in a blanket of euphoria that had him forgetting himself, his toes curling into the mattress, his hips flexing and lifting and pushing his cock up into Daniel.
He was going to come. His hands squeezed around Daniel’s hips and Daniel sank onto him, taking him deep as Jack’s cock started to leak out his orgasm. He groaned with the pleasure as he came slowly, almost as if Daniel was somehow drawing out the orgasm…or maybe it was the drugs, but he couldn’t think past the need in his body as he came and came and his cock hurt, but it felt so good and he wondered if you could come to death. Then finally it was done and the heavy fog that had settled into his brain was lulling him to sleep.
He was vaguely aware of Daniel kissing him, hands touching him… blankets… then nothing.
Jack woke with a start, unsure of how long he’d been out. There was a soft haze in his head, or maybe it was in the room. He wasn’t exactly sure.
Daniel smiled softly at him, dressed in that same robe he’d been wearing before. “You should sleep. I’ll be back.”
“Where are you going?” Jack sat up, then pulled the blankets to him as he realized he was naked. Naked and spent. He’d come. A lot. His body was waking up, wanting more. His head was spinning, lingering effects of the drugs and the incredible orgasm rippling through him.
“I have to give your offering.” Daniel crossed to him, holding up his wrists. The light in the cuffs was solid red. He kissed Jack’s forehead. “I won’t be long. Hablin hasn’t come for you, so you are welcome to stay. It means your gift is strong.”
“Offering?”
Daniel nodded. “I was right, wasn’t I? Better than any release you’ve ever had?”
Jack swallowed. He couldn’t deny that. Too much, too slow, too fucking hot watching Daniel ride him like that…Wait. He shook his head, but Daniel was gone, the door open. Jack grabbed at his pants and shoved himself into them, then his boots and shirt, grabbing his vest before he took off, trailing Daniel.
Fuck. This was bad. Jack pushed himself into his clothes. He had to get Daniel out of there, before-before what? Jack had already fucked him. Fucked him. Daniel. His Daniel. He shook his head. He needed to stop thinking with his dick, and get past the drugs. Obviously the water had something in it to loosen his control, take him past his inhibition; and the flowers…that smell. It was like floral Viagra or something.
He had to get them the hell out. Before Hablin did come for him. Daniel moved stiffly through the corridors and up to an ornate door etched in gold and silver and set with gemstones. The doors opened as Daniel approached, gold-white light filling the hallway.
Daniel glided into the light, almost as if he were lifted. Jack moved fast, slipping in the doors, squinting against the light. The room was circular and in its center was…well, it looked almost like a man, though he was huge and the light seemed to emanate from him, surrounded him. All around the room men and woman lay in a stupor on giant pillows, all of them naked, like Daniel, and wearing the cuffs. The lights on the cuffs were a soft blue, glowing against the gold and white.
Daniel was moving toward the center, his robe fluttering away, his body wrapped in tendrils of light. His head was dropped back, his face slack. He floated, turned, and the light licked at him, cleaning him. There was no sound, as if the light absorbed it all and all that existed was the light and Daniel…Daniel, whose body was laying limp, except for his cock, which stood rigid and leaking as his body was held up by the light.
Belatedly Jack realized that only he had come to orgasm; Daniel hadn’t. He inched away from the doors as they started to open, watching as Daniel’s face contorted in ecstasy. The light grew brighter and brighter, until Jack couldn’t see Daniel at all. Then the light faded again and Daniel was lowered to the ground.
Two young men in robes pulled Daniel to the wall, laying him on an unoccupied pillow as a woman glided in from the hall, floating on the light, taking her place within the light-being. Jack watched to see if anyone would notice him, but they all seemed concerned with feeding this god of theirs.
Jack eased around naked bodies and made his way to Daniel. He squatted beside him. Daniel’s eyes were red, like they’d been that morning, and he seemed asleep. “Daniel.” Jack touched him, then pulled his hand away. His skin was hot to the touch, his body languid. “Come on Daniel, wake up.”
Daniel groaned as Jack pulled on him, his eyes opening slowly. “Jack?” His voice was strained, filled with confusion.
“We’re getting you out of here.” His knees protested, but Jack hefted Daniel up over his shoulder and made for the door. It was gliding open again to admit another and Jack moved past him fast. “Just hold on, Daniel.” He grabbed at his radio. “Carter, we’re coming to you.”
He got them back to Daniel’s room, laying him on the bed while he searched out clothing. Eventually, he found a robe and got Daniel wrapped in it. The lights on the gauntlets adorning Daniel’s wrists were blue, like the others in the room. Jack shook his head and tried waking Daniel up again.
“Come on, Daniel, snap out of it.”
Daniel groaned and his bloodshot eyes opened again, blinking and narrowing. “Where are we?”
“Never mind. Can you walk?”
“I’m not sure I can move. What’s wrong with me?”
“There isn’t time for that either. I’ll have to carry you.” He reached again for his radio. “Carter, you ready?”
“Ready and waiting.”
“We’re coming out.” He grabbed Daniel’s wrist and hefted him up and over his shoulder. He wasn’t sure how long he’d have before anyone noticed Daniel was missing, but he wasn’t going to stick around and find out either.
He got them out the door and around the pool. Kicking at the gate until it gave way. He was slow with the added weight, but he kept moving, through the alley ways and behind buildings until he reached the garden.
“Carter?” Jack growled. The flowers were opening, the scent filling the air. Daniel groaned.
“Just a minute, sir. We’re- “
He lost whatever else she was saying when the ground rocked under them and the sound of explosives filled the air behind them. A moment later, Teal’c was on top of the wall, reaching down for Daniel. Jack sighed in relief as the big guy lifted Daniel and eased him down the other side, presumably into Carter’s hands, then reached down to assist Jack,. He hit the ground and winced a little at the pain in his knees.
“What was that?”
“Distraction.” Carter said, grinning at him. “To cover our escape.”
He wasn’t going to argue. “To the gate. Double time.”
Teal’c hefted Daniel, who seemed to have faded back into unconsciousness, and they headed out at a run. “Colonel, this is O’Neill. We have Daniel and we’re coming fast. Dial the gate.”
He kept an eye open for pursuit, but none seemed to be coming. Not that it made him feel any better. He was starting to think the whole thing had been too easy.
The gate was open and Colonel Barkin was encouraging them to hurry. “Massive energy readings headed our way, sir. I suggest we hustle.”
Jack turned to look over his shoulder. The sky was gold. And moving. He shoved Teal’c and Daniel into the gate and dove in behind them, already yelling for the iris to close behind them.
There was a heavy thud as the iris closed and Jack lay back against the ramp where he’d fallen. So much for too easy.
“I have him sedated at the moment.” Dr. Frasier stuck her hands in the pockets of her lab coat and looked at him. “He’s only asking for you. He’s agitated.”
“What about the drugs?”
She sighed, nodding slowly. “They aren’t like anything I’ve seen. Levels and layers of them. There are compounds that he’s ingested, others absorbed through his skin and the airborne one that affected you as well. They seem to be affecting the centers of his brain that deal with pleasure, as well as decision making and emotion. His dopamine levels are high. I’ve been monitoring since he woke up and they keep increasing. I don’t know why.”
Jack looked through the observation window to the private room where Daniel was restrained to the bed. “The cuffs?”
She nodded, joining him at the window. “We haven’t found a way to get them off. They seem to be controlling something. Though obviously not the airborne or food born compounds.”
“So what now?”
“Maybe if you visit with him, he’ll calm down?” She sighed. “I’m running some more tests, but so far I haven’t identified a way to treat this, other than to let the withdrawal run its course.”
He nodded and watched Daniel toss lightly in his sleep. “Is he going to be okay?”
She patted his hand and sighed. “Honestly, Colonel? I don’t know.”
Jack nodded. “I’ll sit with him a while. Let me know when you have something.”
Hablin said Daniel had chosen to be there, and Daniel had said the same thing when they were alone together…which he didn’t want to think about. Every time he did his body reacted like he was a 17 year old kid horny for his prom date.
Daniel had seemed convinced. Sad, but convinced. Yet, when Daniel woke up in the room, after his glowing orgasm, he had seemed confused, not sure where he was or why. Which meant that there were holes in the brainwashing…or maybe the orgasm drained it all out of him and it had to be re-trained into him every time.
None of the people in that room looked as though they knew where they were.
Jack pulled a rolling stool up beside the bed and sat, one hand lifting to run a finger over the metal that circled Daniel’s wrist. The light was amber colored again. Jack frowned. Maybe the color of the light had something to do with the drug or the brainwashing. They had been flashing red when Jack was brought to Daniel. They had been solid red when Daniel had left him to go to his ‘Lord’.
“Jack.”
He looked up to find Daniel’s eyes open. He pulled his hand away. “Daniel.”
“I have to go back.”
Jack sighed. “No, you’re home. You’re safe.”
Daniel shook his head. “You don’t understand.”
“I understand enough.”
“No…no…Jack… please…” Daniel’s hand grabbed at him as much as he could with the restraints. “Need to…belong there…have to go back…have to serve…”
Jack stood and pressed Daniel back to the bed. “Right now you need to rest and let Dr. Frasier figure out what’s going on inside you.”
“He loves me, Jack… he wants me, needs me.” Daniel was getting frantic; monitors around them were starting to beep. “It feels so good Jack. Remember? Let me make it feel good.” His eyes were wild with need and Jack suddenly found himself leaning in like he was going to kiss him.
“Colonel?”
He pulled himself away, clearing his throat. “I think the sedative’s worn off.”
“Jack…please…please…”
It pulled on him, the need and desperation in Daniel’s voice. His body responded, flushing with heat he could feel in his face, his cock hardening.
“Okay Daniel, I need you to relax.” Daniel’s eyes flicked to Janet and he licked his lips.
“It feels so good. Just…let me up. I can show you. Then I can go back. You can go with me. He’d like you. He loves you.”
“No one’s going anywhere, Daniel. Not until we figure this out.” She patted his hand and he growled in frustration.
“I have to. I made a choice. I belong there. I belong there. I have to go back.” His voice trailed off as Janet fed a syringe into his IV. His mouth was still moving, but no sound was coming out.
Jack shook his head and turned to the doctor. “We have to get these things off.” He tapped at the metal.
She nodded in agreement. “I agree. The problem is, I’m not sure how. And once we find a way, I’m not sure how his body will react when we do.”
Jack looked down at Daniel. “It was flashing red when I found him, and he said he had to go, that it was his turn. Solid red after…when he had to go to be relieved. Then…it was blue after the thing with the lights, and he was normal…for Daniel.” He’d been vague in his debrief about the light show and the glowy sex. He owed Daniel some dignity.
She ran a finger over the amber light. “If it’s a cycle it would explain the changing levels of dopamine.” She frowned and leaned closer to one of the monitors. “I’m going to get some equipment in here. I don’t like the way his heart is beating. Colonel, I’m going to have to ask you to step outside.”