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Title: The Mist of
Eros
Author: Rosemary Klein-Robbins
Plot Bunny: Be aware that I sorta kinda changed the plot bunny some. So here
is the original idea: Scientists at the SGC are studying Hathor's sex mist (from
the first season ep, Hathor), and accidentally release a version that targets
females. My requirements are that it takes place during season six and that
Sam doesn't kiss (or do anything else except <g>) with anybody except
Jack.
The way the plot bunny panned out: Strange happenings begin at the Alpha Site.
Sudden sexual desires and fantasies are acted upon with startling results. No
one notices the cloaked Goa'uld ship or it's inhabitants hovering over the site. Thus those at the alpha site are unaware of the hand those on the ship
have in the situation.
Pairings: Sam/Jack
Rating: NC-17
Spoiler: None
Disclaimers: SG-1 and all that it entails does not belong to autho. There
is no financial gain from this story. It has been written for amusement.
Archive: SJD - and anyone who wants it.
Author's Note: This is all Tricia's fault. Smooches to DJ for the beta.
Guess I can tell her now, right?
The Mist of Eros
© 2005 by Rosemary Klein-Robbins
| Alpha Site Colonel
Jack O'Neill shifted from one foot to the other. When Major Carter started
her techno babble it was enough to make a grown man scream-but when Carter's
babble was aided and abetted by a Tok'ra-it was enough to make him want
to kill. Ordinarily he would be holding his fingers in his ears and humming
loudly or rolling his eyes-now, however, he had to stand patiently in
the lab watching the two run a simulation for what felt like the millionth
time. "Carter?"
he called out in a slightly exasperated tone. "Are we done yet?" Major
Carter lifted eyes the color of the Texas bluebonnet and said in a very
controlled tone-"No, sir." Jack
felt he was at his wit's end right now, but he wondered what Major Carter
and the Tok'ra scientist Zara was feeling right now. "If I was a
betting man. 'Jack thought to himself, "They are probably not any
happier than I am." "Sir,"
Carter began. She was trying very hard to keep her voice controlled. She
was tired, aggravated and well, tired and aggravated. She knew he was
feeling the same. She and Zara had been at this for over 24 hours without
rest-and he was there right along with them. "It isn't going to go
any faster than it is going to go. Why don't you take a rest? It isn't
necessary for you to be standing here the whole time." Well, that
is what she told him out loud, inside she was thinking, "If you weren't
my commanding officer, I'd smack you." Jack,
being no dummy, picked up on the subtle nuances of what she was really
thinking and feeling-and decided that discretion was the better part of
valor and nodded. "Yeah,
maybe I can use a break." He looked directly into her eyes-and saw
the shadows that exhaustion put into them and added." It wouldn't
hurt you to take a break either, Carter." Sam
blew out her breath and attempted to get back to the simulation. Confident
that now she could actually pay attention to what she was doing-instead
of to "his" presence. The scent of his after-shave lingered
in the air, and she unconsciously inhaled it in. She wished that he didn't
have such an affect on her senses. She was no innocent when it came to
men, but she always managed to put her relationship with them in their
right place-and even when she worked-they never interfered. Never, until
now. She had no right, she knew, to even consider Colonel Jack O'Neill
as something other than her commanding officer and the fact that he was
male -- And,
god, he was that -- should have been incidental. But in their 6 years
together, he had become something other than incidental. Shaking
her head to clear out those forbidden thoughts she went back to work.
She barely noticed Zara come in, followed by a Tok'ra guard. Jack
took in a good breath when he stepped outside. The Alpha site wasn't deep
in a mountain like the SGC and for the millionth time, he wondered why
they didn't do that. He didn't like it being in the open the way it was.
Too tempting he felt. But he felt like the lone voice in the wilderness
when he objected and although Hammond agreed with him it was not his decision
to make. He
was also grateful that she had suggested he take a break. It was sometimes
hard for him to be with her and yet not be with her. The scent of her
shampoo teased at his senses when he was around her. Carter never wore
perfume when she was off world or on duty; her one indulgence was the
scented shampoo she used. It was distinctly hers and anytime he would
catch the scent, he would think of her. "Dangerous, Jack." He
told himself, as he had told himself many times in the last 6 years. Jack looked around and then decided to just walk over to the mess tent-nothing like pie to settle a man's nerves. Maybe he would find Jonas there and have a little fun. He knew that it wasn't nice to tease Jonas like he does, but then, what fun would it be to have Quinn around if he couldn't rattle his chain a little? It wasn't that Jack didn't like him. How could he not like Jonas? As much as he would like to be a little aloof with him, because of that whole nasty business and the death of his friend.
"No,
Jack, Daniel didn't die, he just ascended to a higher plane." He
sometimes could get a little snarky with himself, but what was he thinking
about. Oh, yes, Jonas. Jonas was engaging and smart. Almost as smart as
Carter-and because he couldn't really tease Carter the way he wanted to,
Jonas would have to do.Jack however did not walk to the tent by himself.
He was followed. He just didn't know it. The
being that followed him was cloaked and was feeling self-satisfied. He
could see how the two who were just together acted around each other and
it amused him. In
fact, he had been watching the interaction of the Tau'ri men and women
around each other and could pick out which ones would be fun to play with. The
voice floated in the wind like a whisper. Heard only by the other being
there. "What
do you think of these Tau'ri, Eros?" The other being laughed and indicated it was time for them to return to their ship to discuss what they have learned. On the ship high
above the alpha site- Eros turned to his companion. "Now about that
question you asked me?" The woman he addressed
was-beautiful-maybe even that word couldn't describe her. "'Dite?"
the man called her name. Aphrodite settled
her eyes on the man in front of her. He was a tall man, fair skinned and
had hair the color of the sun-but it was his eyes that mesmerized her.
Had that effect on her from the time she had met him. They were gray-but
at times they shone silver and she felt as if she drowned in their depths
every time she looked at him. It was that way now even after the 100 years
they had been together. "Eros, tell
me, what you think of these Tau'ri?" Her voiced flowed like velvet
across the skin and she could see the man shiver slightly, as if she had
given him a rather intimate caress. Following that thought
she walked over to him and ran her hands down his arms. He suddenly crushed
her to him and captured her lips, leaving her breathless when they broke. Eros put her slightly
away from him and asked her again. "'Dite? What are you thinking?" "I am thinking
that we could have a little fun with these Tau'ri." He considered her
for a minute seeing her green eyes glow ever so slightly. Eros indicated a
chair at the console and then he sat as well. "I believe that
they tend to be quite repressed in their desire and emotions." Eros
finally answered her. He knew that was the answer she expected; it was
the answer that they both knew to be true. "Then they would
be perfect for our wager." She answered him. "How so?"
He smiled and the dimples in his cheeks deepened. "You know they
have no trust of the Goa'uld. We could not actually approach them." "No." 'Dite
agreed. "We cannot. Directly." Eros sat back in
his chair and his eyes took on an amused look. "What is it you have
in mind, my love?" "Do you remember
our dear departed Hathor?" Eros closed his gray
eyes in memory and felt his body stir slightly. She had been, quite the
handful when he knew her. He then opened his eyes to see hers looking
at him. He knew that she was jealous of his past association with Hathor.
It had been long before they had taken up with each other, but she was
jealous none the less-and a jealous Aphrodite proved to be a dangerous
goddess. "What about
her?' His tone was expectant. 'Dite did not like to talk about her. 'Dite got up and
walked over to Eros and draped herself on him. Eros started putting his
hands to better use than having them on his lap-it amazed him how he could
touch her so-and she would still remain focused on what she was talking
about. Not that she didn't shift her body to allow him better access or
make the cute little sighs he loved, but she still kept her focus. "Jus a little
fun, Eros-nothing more. They won't have to fear the System Lords finding
them." "Not even Anubis?"
He felt her stiffen. "Least of all
that particular Goa'uld." She shivered with a distant memory. Anubis
was not one to be trifled with. "And so."
Eros took his mouth and suckled on her left breast. He felt a surge in
his body as he felt her response to him."Eros," she sighed,
"Hathor had a particular drug that she used on men-I have one that
can be used on the women. Make them more..." she paused as she shivered
with the desire that was starting to race through her body, "amorous." Eros stopped his
play and looked at the woman who was now draped across him, her beautiful
breasts bare to his eyes and his touch. "Do you expect
to go up to the women and?" He let the question hang. "Oh, no, Eros."
A slight moan escaped her as Eros continued his play. "In their dreams.
I will visit a few of them. I shall stir their desires to new heights.
I will cause the inhibitions they hold to disappear-let them enjoy their
bodies and their desires-and without much of a cost to them. They will
not remember any of it." "Well that sounds
like quite a challenge 'Dite." She shifted slightly
on his lap and looked into his eyes. "Challenge Eros?" He nodded "Oh,
yes. And I have a wager for you 'Dite." "Do you, Eros?" His smile was wide
and devilish. "I will add my drug to yours. I will make the woman
irresistible to the man she attaches herself. He will not be able to fight
her-even though he wishes too. Why should the man not take enjoyment out
of this?" "And the wager
Eros?" "That the Tau'ri
that have the strongest attachment to the other-will remember their encounter-" "We have never
done that before, Eros. Do you feel that is wise?" "These Tau'ri
are very repressed, 'Dite. They will remember-but it will haunt them-eventually
they will give in to their own desires-we but stoke them." "So what are
we wagering then?" His dimples deepened
once again, "That Tau'ri warrior I followed. You remember him?" "As does the
woman who accompanies him." "They will be
perfect to test." She thought for a minute. "But it cannot be
just them-I want to play with a few more Tau'ri. Those damned Tok'ra are
no fun to play with." "Yes."
He agreed. "There are a number of Tau'ri warriors that burn for one
of their own." He suddenly moved
which caused her to stand up. Eros then lifted her into his arms. "This one I
speak of wants her badly. I am going to wager that even with our combined
methods he will fight her off and she will not have her way with him." "Ah, I think
that you underestimate his attraction to her, Eros." She took her hands
and held his head between them and then kissed him deeply. She could tell
by his sudden shift that she affected him. "All right,
Eros, the wager is that if she succeeds in bedding him - you will be my
willing slave for a fortnight." "And my darling,
'Dite, if he succeeds in thwarting her - you will be mine." "And I think
it should wear off in 48 hours. That should be enough time." "Done."
And then he carried her off to their quarters. Jack found Sam sitting
in the small greenhouse garden. He noted how the sun played on the gold
of hair - reflecting off the different shades of blonde. She was, as always,
reading. He wondered if she ever read anything other than her journals,
but smiled slightly when she hurriedly closed the book when he approached
her. "Hey."
He called out to her and waved her to sit, when she made to stand up when
she saw him. "Sir."
She was slightly flushed. She had been reading a romance novel. Not that
she did that a lot, but every once in awhile she liked reading mind candy.
It soothed her, even if the stories were somewhat over the top. Sam hurriedly
pocketed the book and moved over for him to sit. Neither paid much
attention to the sudden sharpening of the scents of the flowers around
them. Although Eros had
fixed it that Jack would get the scent as well, 'Dite was taking no chances
and made sure that Sam had received a healthier dose. And that included
the visions and suggestions that she made in Sam's dreams. She took particular
car to build up Sam's unconscious needs and desires. Especially for a
certain brown-eyed Tau'ri male. 'Dite smiled to herself.
"They will not know what hit them." The two Tau'ri officers
sat in companionable silence for a few minutes before Jack stood up and
stretched. "You know, as
usual, I have had so much fun visiting the Alpha Site." Sam dimpled as she
smiled. "I know you have, sir." He could tell she
was teasing him. "What? How can one not be thrilled with being surrounded
by miles and miles of..." "...miles and
miles?" Sam finished for him. He laughed and shook
his head. "Carter, sometimes..."
He stopped and sighed. "But the fun has to end. General Hammond said
he needed us; well, you in particular, back. So...""Well, I
am packed up, sir. All we need to do is round up Teal'c and Jonas." The two then walked
off towards the housing area and picked up their companions and gated
home.Eros looked forlornly at the scene beneath him. "Too bad."
He told his companion. "They would have been fun to watch. But we
have the Tau'ri to play with." Aphrodite pouted.
"It will not be the same, Eros. Now we will never know what happened
to the two" "Ah, love, we
can still watch the ones here." "Yes, but it
will not be the same." Sighing, she dramatically sat down on the
chair in their quarters. "And we cannot watch for long." "I know."
Eros agrees. "The System lords will be looking for us, and it wouldn't
do to find us here." "Amusing isn't
it, Eros?" Laughing, she swung her chair around. "The System
Lords would make us very important and wealthy if they knew where their
hidden site is. But we shall never tell." "No, my love
we shall not. I wearied of the conquest long ago. It is more fun playing
with the Tau'ri like this, than killing them." Smiling at her, he
then added." We will stay for the 48 hours here on this planet and
then go. One day maybe, we will be able to find those two warriors and
play the game with them again." Sgt. Davis put in a few codes in
his computer and it confirmed that the transmission came from the Alpha
Site. It was Code 9 and he knew that it was important. Picking up the red
phone he called General Hammond. "Sir,"
Davis said urgently, "You need to come to the Control Room. It is
the Alpha Site and it is an emergency." Within minutes General
Hammond, followed by Colonel O'Neill and Major Carter, came running. "Colonel Reed,
what is going on?" Hammond asked him. "Well, sir...
something strange is going on with some of the women in our unit?" Hammond's blue eyes
widened slightly. The man sounded extremely agitated and kept looking
over his shoulder. "Explain yourself,
Colonel." "Well...uh...
I don't know where to begin. Some of the women ...well..." Reed sighed
and ran his fingers through his hair and blurted out. "They are extremely
horny, sir." "Excuse me?"
Hammond's eyes almost bugged out of his head. "Reed,"
Jack asked, suddenly unnerved, "what happened?" "They just all
of a sudden started coming on to some of the men. Not every woman, mind
you. Or every man. But one minute they were talking normally and the next
they were all over the man. And truth be told, sir, the guys remember
distinctly trying to fight them off, but being unable to do so." "You mean unwilling,
don't you?" Hammond interjected. "No, sir. Unable.
I mean some of us locked ourselves in our quarters when we were approached,
but somehow we - and I have to say General I am embarrassed about this
- found ourselves the next morning quite involved..." Jack suddenly turned
to look at Carter-who stared levelly back at him. He internally breathed
a sigh of relief; his old Carter was looking back at him. "Hathor?' Hammond
asked. Jack shook his head,
"No. She is dead. And besides, she affected the men-not the women.
This is something else." Hammond looked back
at the screen, also relieved to see that Major Carter was acting "normally". "Colonel, what
is the situation at the site now?" "Quiet, sir.
The Doctor's are doing tests on the men and women involved. So far, nothing
unusual has shown up. And, although the women remember nothing sir, the
men involved have some fuzzy areas as well. I am recommending against
punishment, sir. This smacks of Goa'uld devilment. But..." "Reed?"
Hammond questioned. "There were
no ships, sir. No evidence of Goa'uld's at all. Maybe it is in the plants-like
an allergy, sir-like on Argos or..." Hammond nodded. "Keep
me posted, Colonel. And I will take your recommendation under advisement
and pass it along to the Joint Chiefs and the President. If there is something
at the Alpha Site, we may have to adjust or move. Hammond, out." The screen went blank
and then all the men tried to discretely look at Carter. She was aware that
they were concerned, but she kept her bearing militarily straight and
correct. Outwardly, she tried
to show herself to be the same, but she knew something was going on with
her. She had thought she
was getting a virus-her skin and her senses appeared to be unusually sensitive.
Now, she wondered if it was something different. What happened at the
Alpha Site came about right after SG-1 returned to Earth. What if she
brought something back? What if it was going to affect her? She knew she
had to maintain a really correct military bearing-maybe she should think
of going home. Well, there was nothing that could be done right now-Hammond
had just told her they wanted her checked out-blood work and everything.
Now. Janet told them that
aside from Major Carter complaining of being tired-and this was before
they went to the Alpha Site-she was fine. She could use with a little
less work past her regular time and more sleep-but there was nothing to
indicate anything out of the ordinary. As the team readied
themselves to leave for the day, Jack noticed that Major Carter was appearing
to be moving in slow motion. "Carter?" He walked over to her as he saw her leaning against the wall near the elevator. "Are you okay?" Sam lifted her head
and acted as if she had trouble focusing. "Not really, sir. I guess
I am more tired than I thought." "Maybe you should
stay here tonight?" Jack told her. Sam shook her head.
"No, sir. I want to go to my own house and sleep in my own bed. I
haven't been home in a few weeks and there are things I need to do." Jack considered her
for a minute and then "How 'bout I drive you home?" There was no way
he was going to seriously consider letting her drive herself home. "Colonel..."
she started to protest. "It isn't a
big deal, Carter. One of the SF's can always drive your car home for you
later. You need to take a few days - and that is Frasier's orders anyway." Sam shrugged and
then agreed. Jack, in order to be helpful, put his hand on her back just
to be standby in case she fell. Neither one was prepared
for the electric shock that went through both of them at the contact. Jack stiffened and
cursed to himself. He didn't realize Sam felt it as well. Damn, Jack. He thought.
He wasn't some green kid. This was an officer in his command, he could
behave himself. It wasn't as if he intended to 'ravish' her. Sam bit back on her
reactions-she felt a tingle run through-well not exactly a tingle-more
like an electrical shock-her whole body came alive with his innocent touch
on her back. But Sam couldn't
resist the tingles that went through her as they stood next to each other
on the elevator.. It was almost as if her hormones were starting to go
into overdrive. She ceased to think, and began to feel. Looking at his profile,
she wondered how his skin would taste. What would he do if she licked
his cheek? Sam suddenly shook
her head and almost lost her balance. Jack caught her and once more both
felt an electric jolt to their senses. Jack started to wonder if something
like what was happening on the Alpha site was happening to him. But Sam
only apologized and thanked him. He helped her into
the car and helped her buckle her seat belt. Catching a whiff of her shampoo,
his 'nether' regions had a slight reaction. Jack hurriedly closed
the truck door, all the while wondering what was going on. Maybe he should
have someone else take her home. Then he decided he was being silly. "Okay?"
Jack asked, looking her over carefully and closely. She was leaning back
in the seat with her eyes closed. He didn't know of the internal battle
going on in her. Jack thought that
maybe she would sleep a little on the drive, but wasn't prepared for what
happened next. Without any warning,
her head was on his shoulder. Her nose was nuzzling his neck and he could
feel her warm breath and it was doing things to him. Suddenly, her tongue
snaked out and she licked him. Her pointed tongue
swirled in his ear and he felt her hand creep to crotch. "Carter, you have to stop." She didn't stop however.
Her tongue kept torturing his senses-kept up the steady darts and licks
that kept him from realizing that she had started caressing him through
his pants. He felt more than heard her satisfaction when he became aware
of how very interested his body was with what her hand was doing and before
he knew it, she had his pants unzipped and grabbed hold of him. His sudden intake
of breath and groan urged her on and she delicately stroked his length.
She swirled her finger around its tip and smoothed in the slight amount
of liquid that started to ooze from it, signaling that his body was getting
the message. Jack tried to remove
her hand, but somehow it entangled itself in her hair and then started
pushing her head down. Her laugh was sensual
and arousing and he closed his eyes only for a second. The second that
it took for her mouth to close over him and to take him into that warm
and wet cave. The second it took for him to tighten and for desire to
go straight to his nerve center and feel that all control was now leaving
him. I can't let her do
this. Jack's sense were overloading and he could feel himself getting
more and more involved with what her mouth and tongue and fingers were
doing to him, then on his driving. I have to stop...I have to stop her. Jack tried to pull
her head up, but all his hand would do would be to keep stroking her head
and pushing it down. She needed no encouragement.
The taste of him was driving her wild. She couldn't seem to get enough.
The small taste of his liquid essence was like him. It was salty and tangy
and did amazing things to her. She sucked harder on him and she could
feel everything tensing and knew the minute he quit fighting her. The rumble of the
truck going off the road to a hidden wooden area caused her to smile and
really work on him. He felt as if his
soul was leaving his body. Everything that he was seemed to be concentrated
in the area she was ministering to. Every nerve. Every sense. Every feeling
that he had ever had for anyone or anything in this world was now centered
on the very essence of what made him male and he would have died before
letting her stop. Her tongue, her teeth
and even her breath seemed to draw him more and more under her spell. 'I am going to explode,'
Jack thought as he felt himself edge closer to nirvana. I am going to
hell for this. But I don't care. It wasn't long before
a long heart felt groan came from his gritted teeth. His right hand was
entangled deeply into her hair as his firm grip held her head. The orgasm
felt like it went on for hours, when in fact, it was only minutes. But
it was more intense than any he had felt in his life-and he would swear
that he would never feel its like again. His hand finally
lifted from her head and he could swear he heard her purr. He saw her blue eyes
shinning and watched as she licked her lips. They were now glistening
with his semen and as her tongue swept across her lips to capture the
remaining drops, every nerve in his groin tingled and he felt himself
harden, ready for her again. Drive Jack he ordered himself. He watched
her settle back in her seat. Sated for now. He took a few more
deep breaths and put himself back together-Yeah it thought-that is what
it is-pulling myself together. His hands shook as he re-arranged a piece
of anatomy that doesn't normally come out to play on the open road-zipped
up his pants. Breathed some more and then started the truck. The ride to Carter's
place was uneventful and when he pulled into her drive, she appeared to
be in that sleepy state before she put the moves on him in the truck. Jack took the opportunity
to get out of the truck, stretch and breath some more. Frasier always
tried to get him to do that damned relaxation breathing when he was tense-well;
he sure wished he had paid more attention to her lessons. Summoning up some
courage Jack walked around to the passenger side of his truck to help
Sam out. He was thanking his lucky stars when they made it to the front door without incident and then went inside. He managed to get
her from the truck into the house without incident. He felt that it was
almost as if she was sleepwalking. She appeared groggy and sleepy. He
gingerly held his hands around her -one hand around her shoulders and
the other holding her arm. He was holding his breath, because he was both
afraid that she would come on to him again and also afraid that she wouldn't.
And wondered again what was happening to him as well. "Sam. Sam."
He called to her. "Where are you keys?" "Jacket...pocket."
She said slowly and turned her misty eyes to him." Sir?" Seeing the confusion
in her eyes, Jack shook his head. "Nothing to worry about Carter.
Doc said you were a little anemic. You'll be fine." Something in her
eyes let Jack know that she didn't buy that explanation, but relief that
he was with her. He maneuvered them
into the house and had to press her against the door to hold her up and
in that instant realized it was a mistake. The inadvertent body-to-body contact seemed to energize her again. She immediately attached
herself to him-he could feel her body very closely pressed against his
and could feel the adrenalin surge-the immediate surge of want and need. Sam was running her
hands up and down his shoulders, his arms and his back. It puzzled her
how she could-would be doing this with him. Somehow this part of her overcame
her reserves and was reveling in just feeling him. Wanting to really feel
him-touch him and taste him-again.She pressed her self against him harder.
Feeling his resistance in the tightening of his muscles and the change
in his breathing. She pressed her advantage
and started to rub her body against his. Jack brought up his
arms and pushed her away from him, but still holding her at arms length. Mistake! His brain
screamed at him. But he did not stop. He held her against the door by
her shoulders and attempted to try and reach her. "Major Carter."
He tried using his best Colonel voice-hoping she would still respond to
it. "You're not well. You need to sleep this off." Regretting
immediately the phrase sleep it off. It brought a sudden vision of her
naked waiting for him. He shook his head to remove the vision. "Carter, I want
you to go to your room and sleep this off." Sam just smiled and
looked into his eyes. His words could not hide what his eyes were showing
her. "You feel it
too." She mocked him. "I can see it in your eyes. I can feel
it in your body." She undulated her pelvic area against his and a
small sensual sound came from her as his reaction was immediate. She felt his intake
of breath and the steel that suddenly took over his body. His muscles
had tensed up and she could almost feel his body vibrate with his attempt
to marshal control over his rampaging senses. She took her hands
and put them on either side of his face. "You can't fight
this Jack. You can't fight the need." Damn he thought-she
was right. He could feel every part of his body-every pore taking in the
offer she was giving him-daring him to take. Why not he thought
harshly. I've wanted her for a long time-why not? Suddenly the fight
was out of him and he pressed her against the door pushing his hardness
against her. "Is this what
you want" he groaned as he rolled his pelvis against hers. He felt her shiver in her response. He pressed her harder against the door and lowered his head.
I can, he thought
boldly, his fingers tightening around her wrists even as he moved to push
himself away. His mind fought against his body, and he froze. He could
feel his shoulder muscles jumping with anticipated movement; ready to
draw him from the suction of her desire. Nothing happened."You
do need me don't you Jack?" It was the way she
said his name and the way her breath teased against his neck that made
him shiver with his own need. He could feel her breath, so warm on his
body, enter his pores. Her soft laughter
once again stroked at his need and once again her breath warm against
his skin caused it to warm and tingle and the shiver of desire started
to become more than just a shiver. The need for her
and his desire for her was driving him now. He felt that whatever control
he had ever hoped to have around her was now receding. Jack closed his eyes
and swallowed-trying to maintain whatever control he had over his own
sexual desire for her to ease and recede. But the only ease his body was
demanding had nothing to do with pushing her away. She suddenly stood
back and stroked his face-a look of love and longing so evident in her
eyes, was mirrored back in his own. Normally her eyes
where a clear blue-now they were dark almost black with her desire for
him. Sam took her hands
and pulled his head down to hers. "Do you need
me Jack?" she asked again as she pressed her lips to his. That was all he needed. Suddenly the fight
was out of him and he pressed her against the door-pushing his hardness
against her"Is this what you want?" He growled. He could feel
her body jump with the contact. Jack pressed her
further against the door-the hard length of him tickling her center. He felt her sigh,
more than heard it. "God yes I want
it." She breathed. "I want you. I want you now." Jack laughed and
captured her lips in a searing kiss. A kiss that seemed to make his very
insides vibrate. All he knew is that he felt a coil like tightness in
his mid section and it demanded so much more. He freed her lips
and then smiled down at her. Reaching out his hands he practically tore
off her jacket and her t-shirt. He smiled when he
saw that she was wearing the white ulitarian cotton bra that was standard
issue and caressed her breasts. Suddenly without warning her brought his
mouth down and start to suckle her cotton encased breasts. He concentrated
on sucking on her right breast, noting how the material showed her nipple
starting to pucker with the attention and started to manipulate the left
breast with his hands-bringing a groan of longing from her throat. Without much warning,
Jack unhooked her bra and looked on in wonder at her breasts. They were
high and firm-and the nipples where a pink tinged color. They were puckered
from the attention and he reached out and tweaked both of them. He then
put his mouth to better use than his hands and took turns sucking and
nibbling on them, reveling in the sudden urgent motion of her body and
her hands holding his head against her chest. While he was suckling
her, his hands went to the waistband of her pants and were busy unbuckling
and unzipping her and pulling her pants down to the floor. He had his hands
on the waistband of her underwear, noting also that they were the standard
issue underwear. It amused him that even in her choice of underwear, his
second wore standard issue and he then removed his hands from the waistband
of her panties and then started to move his mouth down her body. As he
kissed her belly and her abdomen, he used his hands to spread her legs
and he started to kiss her through her underwear. The feel of his mouth
on her through the cotton of her underwear suddenly caused an urgent feeling
in her. The coil of need in her belly was greater because the mouth and
teeth and tongue that was teasing at her, wasn't actually touching her
and it was making her wild. Her body had already let down the liquid fire
that would ordinarily signal her body was ready for penetration-but she
wanted to really feel, on her skin, the touch his mouth was doing through
the material. "Please Jack."
She begged him. Her hips were now urgently moving against his mouth but
he only held her fast and she could feel his amusement because he knew
that it was driving her crazy. It was making him crazy as well, the material
muted the taste of her, but not that much that he couldn't taste that
which she was made off. Suddenly he stopped
and picked her up. "Bedroom" he ground out. Sam could only point.
Her body was still tingling with her need and the remembered touch of
his mouth on her. Jack carried her
to her bedroom and laid her on the bed, quickly stripping off the rest
of her clothes and her shoes-leaving her nude to his touch and his eyes. Still dressed he
swooped down on her, once again capturing her mouth and drinking of her
being. He felt as if he was drinking in her essence, her soul as he kissed
her deeply and reveled in her tongue dueling with his. He felt her hands
plucking at her clothes and stood up long enough to take off his clothes.
His eyes never leaving hers, he watched as they darkened with desire as
parts of his body were bared to her view. He saw her nipples stiffen and
her body's restless moves as his manhood came in view. He was hard and
ready. He could feel the need in his sac -they were tightening with the
need for release and the site of her naked and ready made them tighten
and tingle all the more. Jack kneeled on the
bed in front of her and started rubbing his hands up and down her legs. "Jack..."
She sighed as he suddenly started to kiss her body, starting with her
toes. Taking each separate toe into her mouth, he started to suck on them,
enjoying her groans and signs as he moved up her body. He deliberately bypassed
the area that she really wanted him to touch and to love-he knew that
she would go off like a firecracker should he choose to love her now,
but he wanted to enjoy the torment. She was like liquid mercury to him-feeling
her ripple though his hands as he touched and prodded and stroked. He
leaned down and started to kiss her breast, suckling, biting and kneading
them and feeling her hips just start to move in an urgent signal that
she wanted her attention centered there-but he ignored her. Sam then pleased
with him to let her taste him-to let her do to him, what he was doing
to her and he then laid on his back to let her have her way. Sam looked down at
the man that she lusted after for so long. His body was long and lean.
He had some hair on his chest, but not so much that his nipples were hidden
from her and she leaned down to kiss them and nip at them. His groan urged
her to continue to kiss and nip at them and then she started kissing her
way down his body. The length of him
was her goal. He was hard and ready for her. The evidence of the small
amount of sperm that leaked out to signal his arousal beckoned to her
and she leaned down to lick it. The taste of it was tangy and salty and
all Jack O'Neill and then she wrapped her lips around the head of his
penis and started to suck. She did that for a few minutes and then started
to lick him as if he was an ice cream cone. Up and down she licked his
shaft and swirled her tongue around his head and then would suck some
more. His sudden intake of breath let her know that she was as potent
to him, as he was to her and he lightly squeezed his balls to keep him
from coming to soon. Soon he forced her
head up and growled that turn about was fair play and positioned her so
that he could also enjoy sucking and licking her, as she was doing to
him. They did that for
several minutes but soon it communicated to each other that it was time
to end the torment. Jack lay down on
his back and pulled Sam to straddle him. Carefully positioning
herself over him, she directed his penis to where she wanted it to go
and impaled herself on him. She sighed deeply
as he filled her and stretched her and then she started to move. Jack used his hands to alternately play with her breasts and her clitoris. The stimulation served to make here move more urgently against him.
Suddenly Jack growled
"Enough" and then lifted her off of him and soon placed her
under him. He had so wanted to guide his shaft back into her. It felt
so good to feel her heat closing around him and urging his senses to seek
that which was giving him. He shook his head
and looked into her passion glazed eyes and murmed "Not yet Carter." Jack then started
his own voyage down her body. Savagely he drove his tongue into her mouth
and was overwhelmed by the equally savage welcome she gave him. He thought
that he could kiss her like his forever, but the sudden movement of her
hips trying to rub against him caused a laugh and then he moved lower. He always loved her
chin. So stubborn. He spent no small amount of time nibbling and licking
that part of her and then went to his next favorite place on her. He didn't know why,
but he loved nuzzling her neck. Something about that small sweet spot
between her neck and her earlobe always made him crazy and alternately
kissed and nuzzled it. Her breathless "Jack"
gave him the hint that it was time to move on and he did -to her breasts.
He had always heard that more than a handful was wasted and he vowed that
none of what she had would ever be wasted. Taking the right one into his
mouth, he started to kiss and nibble and suckle it, while his right hand
was busy tweaking the already hardened bud of left. After a few minutes,
he switched the attention to her other breast and felt how his playing
with her breasts seemed to cause her hips to move restlessly against him,
seeking to make contact with him and ease the restless feelings contact
with his body was making. Jack then moved further
down her body licking and kissing as he went, spending some time swirling
his tongue in her belly button and feeling her buck in surprise at the
contact. Nearing the juncture
of her legs he rubbed his face in the hair of her pubis and with his tongue
licked some of the moisture that was already gathered there. He knew without
a doubt that she was very ready for him, but he wanted the play to continue.
Somehow in the back of his mind, he was aware that this was not as real
as he would like. It was real enough, he knew, but somehow, a vague sensation
in his memory later. He didn't know why or how, but he couldn't and wouldn't
stop now, even if it meant his life. He started to kiss
her thighs and felt her hands go to his head and hold onto him. Her whispered plea
for him to finish what he started gave his body a surge and he lowered
his mouth to the very center of her and he started to lick and suck her.
The sudden gush of liquid into his mouth tasted like the sweetest of nectars
to him, and he could feel that if he continued this torment of her much
longer, the torment to him would be as worse and when the time came to
really make her his, he would be unmanned before he started. But she tasted
so good. He gave her his attention for another few minutes and then lifted
his head and pushed himself up on his arms to look at her. There was no
question anymore of whether she wanted him. Her eyes, her body had told
him all he needed to know and all he wanted to know. With one fluid move
he pushed himself into her and delighted in the small scream she gave. He could feel her
muscles surrounding him and holding him and he bent down to kiss her.
The "uhm" noise she made when she tasted herself on his lips
almost drove him over the edge, but you didn't' get to be as old as he
was without learning a few tricks about sex and he was able to control
his body. Then he started to move. He felt her put her legs around his
waist and she began to move with him. Not for anything would he have stopped
now. He knew he loved her. Wanted to tell her he loved her. He heard the
soft pleas in her voice, heard her whispered endearments and knew that
she felt the same. Somehow that gave him more power and more desire, and
he didn't know that was even possible. Suddenly it didn't
matter anymore, he knew immediately when his soul took flight, along with
hers. Her scream at the moment of orgasm gave him smile, at least one
mystery solved here. He then kissed her to swallow the following screams
of ecstasy, hers and his. When they both suddenly
floated down to earth, their mouths and their bodies fused together a
sudden languorous feeling overcame them and then entwined, they fell asleep. Aphrodite gave a
small satisfied sigh. "That was lovely
Eros." She had been leaning against him feeling his hands moving
over her body. "Indeed it was
'Dite." Eros had agreed. He did not know that the Tau'ri had so much
untapped passion in them. Watching the two
humans in the act of love, he knew it wasn't just sex they had witnessed,
he knew that they had to change the terms of their deal. 'Dite was right. "You are right,
as always my love." He whispered to her. "I agree to your terms." She turned to face
him and took his head between her hands and gave him a searing kiss. Eros looked at the
two sleeping figures. He too was tired of the pain. That is why he and
'Dite split from the System Lords. He wanted no more of world domination.
He had found love and that, he found to his great pleasure, was all that
he wanted or needed. "Do what you
must 'Dite. But be quick." She took out a handful
of dust and blew it onto the sleeping figures. "When he awakes,
he will try and set the room to rights and slip out as if he was not there.
He will do this not for him, but for her. It will all become a very hazy
memory-something that will tantalize them in their sleep, but not be something
they will remember clearly. I am sorry for that. They will need to find
their own way back." Eros gave her a hug
and then the two disappeared as silently as they had come.As Aphrodite
had predicted Jack did wake up before Sam and in order to spare her any
shame or embarrassment, he cleaned up the room as best as he could. Even
to the point of folding her undergarments neatly on the chair near her
dresser. Take one last look and one last caress he kissed her and felt
a slight surge at her response. Silently he slipped out her room, but not before he saw the caress of her hand against her lips and the small sensual smile before sleep claimed her again. |
