'Quid Pro Quo', J/D, PG, Seduction Challenge
For 
irana's Seduction Challenge.
Jack/Daniel, PG. Daniel wants something, and he's willing to go to any lengths to get it.
QUID PRO QUO
"Come on, Jack!"
"Not interested."
"You would if you loved me," Daniel wheedled.
"Quit pouting, it's not going to work."
"Please?" Eyelashes fluttered.
Jack shrugged. "What's in it for me?"
"Oh!" Daniel thought for a minute. "I know! I'll give you a massage. You know you like that," he said in a lower voice than usual. "Almond scented oil. Warmed. Soft music. Oh, you'll totally love it."
"Still not interested," Jack challenged. He knew he was in a position to get more.
Daniel pursed his lips, and looked Jack up and down. "Dinner? Lasagna? No! I know! Pot roast cooked in Guinness!"
"Guinness?" Daniel nodded eagerly. "Sounds good," Jack said judiciously. "But not quite good enough."
Daniel narrowed his eyes and tried to stare Jack down, but Jack wasn't budging. "All right," Daniel said finally. "You know that thing you're always asking me to do?"
Jack perked up. "You'll do it?"
Daniel bit his lip. "You promise to behave at the museum?"
Jack smiled slowly and evilly. "Oh, absolutely."
~~~~
Jack went to the museum with Daniel. He was the perfect companion.
Daniel cooked. The dinner was delicious. There was candlelight. Jack smiled lasciviously throughout.
The massage was wonderful. Daniel's firm stroking hands were both soothing and arousing. When Jack rolled onto his back, his erection arched over his stomach. He propped himself up on his elbows. "Do it," he gasped.
Daniel began a slow striptease.
THE END
irana's Seduction Challenge.
Jack/Daniel, PG. Daniel wants something, and he's willing to go to any lengths to get it.
QUID PRO QUO
"Come on, Jack!"
"Not interested."
"You would if you loved me," Daniel wheedled.
"Quit pouting, it's not going to work."
"Please?" Eyelashes fluttered.
Jack shrugged. "What's in it for me?"
"Oh!" Daniel thought for a minute. "I know! I'll give you a massage. You know you like that," he said in a lower voice than usual. "Almond scented oil. Warmed. Soft music. Oh, you'll totally love it."
"Still not interested," Jack challenged. He knew he was in a position to get more.
Daniel pursed his lips, and looked Jack up and down. "Dinner? Lasagna? No! I know! Pot roast cooked in Guinness!"
"Guinness?" Daniel nodded eagerly. "Sounds good," Jack said judiciously. "But not quite good enough."
Daniel narrowed his eyes and tried to stare Jack down, but Jack wasn't budging. "All right," Daniel said finally. "You know that thing you're always asking me to do?"
Jack perked up. "You'll do it?"
Daniel bit his lip. "You promise to behave at the museum?"
Jack smiled slowly and evilly. "Oh, absolutely."
~~~~
Jack went to the museum with Daniel. He was the perfect companion.
Daniel cooked. The dinner was delicious. There was candlelight. Jack smiled lasciviously throughout.
The massage was wonderful. Daniel's firm stroking hands were both soothing and arousing. When Jack rolled onto his back, his erection arched over his stomach. He propped himself up on his elbows. "Do it," he gasped.
Daniel began a slow striptease.
THE END