J/D Slash Fic: The Joy of Discovery
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superbadgirlNo, they don't just fall into bed and have perfect sex.
Title: The Joy of Discovery
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
superbadgirl (Carrie)
Season/spoiler: 7
Series: Story six from Snapshots
Rating: R
Summary: The title pretty much summarizes it.
Disclaimer: Not mine, damnit, which is too bad, because I'd treat them real nice-like.
The Joy of Discovery
~~*~~
He wondered what they looked like together, then instantly regretted letting that cross his mind. Daniel breathed into his ear in harsh gasps. Sweat mingled between them, made him slide easily as he moved. There was hair. He wasn’t used to that and, coupled with the strange imagined picture he was getting of him and Daniel in awkward, muscle-clenching, twisted positions, it threw him right out. He stopped rocking, bending his head down. He put his forehead against Daniel’s shoulder.
“Nnngh,” Daniel groaned. “Why are you stopping?”
“Give me a minute,” Jack said.
Oh, fuck, he was going soft. Judging from how Daniel tensed beneath him, Jack wasn’t the only one coming to that realization. He did not want to blow this. He had blown it for years by being a clueless rod. Actually, they were both guilty on that count but that wasn’t really the point. He wasn’t helping himself here. Too much thinking. He was caught in a loop of it now.
“What’s…?” Daniel sounded freaked. “Something’s wrong.”
“Nono. Nothing’s wrong.”
“Jack.”
He sighed into the crook of Daniel’s neck. He wanted to stay buried there forever. It was safe and warm, and he could smell Daniel on such a basic level. His dick started to return to the program, thank god. There might still be some time to salvage this. Jack felt Daniel’s heart pounding in his chest. He finally pulled back a little. Cold air invaded the minute space he had put between them. He looked at Daniel, saw panic.
“It’s not what you think,” Jack said quickly. He propped himself up on an elbow, then traced along Daniel’s well-toned arms. Imagine there had been a time when he wouldn’t have questioned being physically stronger than Daniel. “It’s not this. Not us.”
He had no idea how to put his issue to words without sounding like an idiot.
“Oh..oh, that’s good. Because it kind of seems like it is,” Daniel said, annoyance flashing across his features.
“Have you ever been doing something just fine and then start thinking about your body’s natural movements? Walking, climbing stairs, whatever?” Jack traced back up Daniel’s arm, watching his own hand. It didn’t look ridiculous. He flicked his gaze to that irritated face. “I did that.”
“What?”
“I started thinking. You know. About what we were just doing, what it probably looked like.”
“Jack, you’re going to have to be more specific about what you’re talking about. I was really hoping to get some tonight.” Jack stopped rubbing his fingers across bicep. Daniel’s hand was on his back, circling. When he stopped stroking, Daniel got a little violent. Just a little. “Don’t stop doing that.”
“Sorry.” He laughed at the smugness now radiating from Daniel. This also did not seem ridiculous. Daniel ran his hand down and cupped Jack’s ass. Yeah, his cock was definitely taking notice of that. “Won’t let it happen again.”
“You need to not think,” Daniel said quizzically. “All these months not thinking while on base and you choose now to do it?”
“Hey!”
“Get off me.” Jack stomach did a flip and he swore his balls retracted. “I have an idea.”
Jack did as requested, though he was scared out of his mind. He turned off of Daniel, flopping on his back. Daniel sat up and slid to the edge of the bed, reaching back to him with his left hand. Jack took it and sat up as well. He stared at Daniel as he stood, naked and beautifully unembarrassed.
“Where’re you going?” Jack asked.
“Not me, us.”
Daniel guided him to the bathroom. Jack reached for the light switch, but Daniel stilled his hand. What light could come in from the bedroom was the only illumination. Jack watched as Daniel positioned himself in front of the mirror, keeping Jack right behind him. They were nothing but shadows and lines, yet still recognizable as themselves. Daniel took his hand and placed it over his cock. Jack felt heat, in him and outside of him. Everywhere. He curled his fingers around Daniel and began a slow stroke, keeping his eyes on the mirror. He discovered he liked how they looked together.
Title: The Joy of Discovery
Author:
superbadgirl (Carrie)Season/spoiler: 7
Series: Story six from Snapshots
Rating: R
Summary: The title pretty much summarizes it.
Disclaimer: Not mine, damnit, which is too bad, because I'd treat them real nice-like.
The Joy of Discovery
~~*~~
He wondered what they looked like together, then instantly regretted letting that cross his mind. Daniel breathed into his ear in harsh gasps. Sweat mingled between them, made him slide easily as he moved. There was hair. He wasn’t used to that and, coupled with the strange imagined picture he was getting of him and Daniel in awkward, muscle-clenching, twisted positions, it threw him right out. He stopped rocking, bending his head down. He put his forehead against Daniel’s shoulder.
“Nnngh,” Daniel groaned. “Why are you stopping?”
“Give me a minute,” Jack said.
Oh, fuck, he was going soft. Judging from how Daniel tensed beneath him, Jack wasn’t the only one coming to that realization. He did not want to blow this. He had blown it for years by being a clueless rod. Actually, they were both guilty on that count but that wasn’t really the point. He wasn’t helping himself here. Too much thinking. He was caught in a loop of it now.
“What’s…?” Daniel sounded freaked. “Something’s wrong.”
“Nono. Nothing’s wrong.”
“Jack.”
He sighed into the crook of Daniel’s neck. He wanted to stay buried there forever. It was safe and warm, and he could smell Daniel on such a basic level. His dick started to return to the program, thank god. There might still be some time to salvage this. Jack felt Daniel’s heart pounding in his chest. He finally pulled back a little. Cold air invaded the minute space he had put between them. He looked at Daniel, saw panic.
“It’s not what you think,” Jack said quickly. He propped himself up on an elbow, then traced along Daniel’s well-toned arms. Imagine there had been a time when he wouldn’t have questioned being physically stronger than Daniel. “It’s not this. Not us.”
He had no idea how to put his issue to words without sounding like an idiot.
“Oh..oh, that’s good. Because it kind of seems like it is,” Daniel said, annoyance flashing across his features.
“Have you ever been doing something just fine and then start thinking about your body’s natural movements? Walking, climbing stairs, whatever?” Jack traced back up Daniel’s arm, watching his own hand. It didn’t look ridiculous. He flicked his gaze to that irritated face. “I did that.”
“What?”
“I started thinking. You know. About what we were just doing, what it probably looked like.”
“Jack, you’re going to have to be more specific about what you’re talking about. I was really hoping to get some tonight.” Jack stopped rubbing his fingers across bicep. Daniel’s hand was on his back, circling. When he stopped stroking, Daniel got a little violent. Just a little. “Don’t stop doing that.”
“Sorry.” He laughed at the smugness now radiating from Daniel. This also did not seem ridiculous. Daniel ran his hand down and cupped Jack’s ass. Yeah, his cock was definitely taking notice of that. “Won’t let it happen again.”
“You need to not think,” Daniel said quizzically. “All these months not thinking while on base and you choose now to do it?”
“Hey!”
“Get off me.” Jack stomach did a flip and he swore his balls retracted. “I have an idea.”
Jack did as requested, though he was scared out of his mind. He turned off of Daniel, flopping on his back. Daniel sat up and slid to the edge of the bed, reaching back to him with his left hand. Jack took it and sat up as well. He stared at Daniel as he stood, naked and beautifully unembarrassed.
“Where’re you going?” Jack asked.
“Not me, us.”
Daniel guided him to the bathroom. Jack reached for the light switch, but Daniel stilled his hand. What light could come in from the bedroom was the only illumination. Jack watched as Daniel positioned himself in front of the mirror, keeping Jack right behind him. They were nothing but shadows and lines, yet still recognizable as themselves. Daniel took his hand and placed it over his cock. Jack felt heat, in him and outside of him. Everywhere. He curled his fingers around Daniel and began a slow stroke, keeping his eyes on the mirror. He discovered he liked how they looked together.
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Date: 2005-12-20 11:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-22 12:59 pm (UTC)Sweetie, if I EVER hear you say you suck as a writer, I am getting on a plane down to Seattle and beating you over the head with a sponge.