Porny and Snippy
Apr. 6th, 2004 05:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thegrrrl2002A frustrating day at work. And it will keep on being frustrating, until this damn grant deadline is past. ::stares at calendar:: I makes me mighty cranky.
So I wrote a porny little Jack/Daniel snippet to comfort myself.
"What are you doing? Where are you? Jack?"
Jack interrupted the rapid-fire questions with a gentle reminder. "Hands, Daniel."
Daniel obediently placed his palms back on the wall, but his upper body remained twisted around, as if he could see Jack through the blindfold. "What are you doing?"
"You'll find out soon enough." The object was heavy in his hands, oddly warm to the touch. Larger than he remembered.
"You're going to do something, right? I can tell, I can just tell. What are you going to do?"
Jack smiled at the eager tone. He liked Daniel like this, excited and curious, fingertips drumming on the wall. Not to mention Daniel being naked and horny. He liked that especially.
"Where are you? Jack?" Daniel's voice contained that whining note now, impatience winning out.
"Right behind you." Jack stroked Daniel's hip with two fingers. Such smooth, soft skin. With the other hand he nudged the object into place, between the cheeks of Daniel's pretty little ass.
Daniel's voice began to climb. "Oh god, oh Jack--what--what?"
A little push was all it took.
"Oh god, that's--that's--oh, Jack--" Daniel's voice broke off, and then there was only panting and the sound of fingernails scraping across the plaster wall.
Later
"You went into that store and bought it just for me, didn't you." Daniel stood the dildo up, slowly moving his hands away so that it balanced on its base. "I can't believe you did it. You swore you wouldn't be caught dead in such a place."
Jack blinked at the odd sight of a vivid orange penis rising up from Daniel's stomach. "Yeah, well." Jack shrugged it off, but he liked the admiring glance that went with the statement. He had just earned some big-time brownie points and he knew it. "It wasn't easy. Damn kid behind the counter insisted on explaining all their products to me. In excruciating detail."
"You poor thing, you." Daniel reached over patted his hand, causing the dildo to topple over.
Jack retrieved it from the tangle of sheets. "This one is silicone, you know. And it's dishwasher safe." He stood it back up, on Daniel's chest this time.
Daniel's laughter caused it to fall over once again. "Dishwasher. Great. It can go right next to the cereal bowls."
"Hey, I'm just telling you what he said." Jack grinned, though, because he could never resist Daniel's laughter.
Daniel rolled over, curling up around him. He kissed Jack's shoulder, still chuckling. "It was a wonderful surprise. Thank you. It felt very good. Just the right size."
"I thought so." Jack leaned into Daniel, seeking a kiss, but Daniel pulled his head back and stared.
"You tested it out, didn't you?" His smile was pure delight.
"Well, yeah, I had to make sure it was--"
"Show me." A demand, with the dildo placed squarely on Jack's chest. "Now. I want to see."
Jack showed him.
So I wrote a porny little Jack/Daniel snippet to comfort myself.
"What are you doing? Where are you? Jack?"
Jack interrupted the rapid-fire questions with a gentle reminder. "Hands, Daniel."
Daniel obediently placed his palms back on the wall, but his upper body remained twisted around, as if he could see Jack through the blindfold. "What are you doing?"
"You'll find out soon enough." The object was heavy in his hands, oddly warm to the touch. Larger than he remembered.
"You're going to do something, right? I can tell, I can just tell. What are you going to do?"
Jack smiled at the eager tone. He liked Daniel like this, excited and curious, fingertips drumming on the wall. Not to mention Daniel being naked and horny. He liked that especially.
"Where are you? Jack?" Daniel's voice contained that whining note now, impatience winning out.
"Right behind you." Jack stroked Daniel's hip with two fingers. Such smooth, soft skin. With the other hand he nudged the object into place, between the cheeks of Daniel's pretty little ass.
Daniel's voice began to climb. "Oh god, oh Jack--what--what?"
A little push was all it took.
"Oh god, that's--that's--oh, Jack--" Daniel's voice broke off, and then there was only panting and the sound of fingernails scraping across the plaster wall.
Later
"You went into that store and bought it just for me, didn't you." Daniel stood the dildo up, slowly moving his hands away so that it balanced on its base. "I can't believe you did it. You swore you wouldn't be caught dead in such a place."
Jack blinked at the odd sight of a vivid orange penis rising up from Daniel's stomach. "Yeah, well." Jack shrugged it off, but he liked the admiring glance that went with the statement. He had just earned some big-time brownie points and he knew it. "It wasn't easy. Damn kid behind the counter insisted on explaining all their products to me. In excruciating detail."
"You poor thing, you." Daniel reached over patted his hand, causing the dildo to topple over.
Jack retrieved it from the tangle of sheets. "This one is silicone, you know. And it's dishwasher safe." He stood it back up, on Daniel's chest this time.
Daniel's laughter caused it to fall over once again. "Dishwasher. Great. It can go right next to the cereal bowls."
"Hey, I'm just telling you what he said." Jack grinned, though, because he could never resist Daniel's laughter.
Daniel rolled over, curling up around him. He kissed Jack's shoulder, still chuckling. "It was a wonderful surprise. Thank you. It felt very good. Just the right size."
"I thought so." Jack leaned into Daniel, seeking a kiss, but Daniel pulled his head back and stared.
"You tested it out, didn't you?" His smile was pure delight.
"Well, yeah, I had to make sure it was--"
"Show me." A demand, with the dildo placed squarely on Jack's chest. "Now. I want to see."
Jack showed him.
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Date: 2004-04-06 03:44 pm (UTC)And what better way to do so? I certainly didn't mind.
Hope things get better for you. And if they don't, just keep sublimating your frustration this way.
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Date: 2004-04-07 06:38 am (UTC)I'm digging this whole LJ thing.
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Date: 2004-04-06 06:22 pm (UTC)ymmmmm. But you cheated, you big tease.
Where's the smut?
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Date: 2004-04-07 06:36 am (UTC)You have my heartfelt apologies for the fade-to-black. Time was short, but I know that's no excuse. I promise to do better next time.
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Date: 2004-04-07 08:02 am (UTC)It's so good.
I always want more.
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Date: 2004-04-06 06:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-04-07 06:34 am (UTC)Thanks, kelly_girl!
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Date: 2004-04-06 07:25 pm (UTC)Hope you have a better day tomorrow. :)
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Date: 2004-04-07 06:33 am (UTC)I am feeling much better this morning. Of course, the day hasn't really started yet. I will have to keep Jack and his toys in mind, just in case.
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Date: 2004-04-07 12:18 am (UTC)Nothing better than a bit of porn in the morning.
I'd offer conmfort, but if this is the result of you comforting yourself, don't expect a lot of comfort from others in the future. ;-)
Boys with toys. I can see we are going to have a lot of fun with this. Cause this is just the beginning, right? There'll be more, now that Jack has gotten over his thing about sex shops and starts spending half his salary there? Not to mention the day when he gets curious and finally asks Daniel to use these things on him...
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Date: 2004-04-07 06:29 am (UTC)I've been pondering a Jack-goes-shopping fic for a while. I can see him being very uncomfortable about the whole thing. But he does it, for Daniel's sake. He's such a pushover.
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Date: 2004-04-07 06:54 am (UTC)Hmm, do you think he'd bring the things home as soon as he's got them, or would he keep them in his glove box, getting turned on by the idea that he driving around with a dildo in his car?
But maybe your Jack reacts totally different to his shopping trip, and this is just my twisted Wednesday-Afternoon-version of Jack. :-)
Oh, I'd love to read that fic. Though I did read "Jack-goes-fishing" first. Wonder where that came from. Not that there is anything wrong with Jack and fishing, it's just not that exciting.
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Date: 2004-04-11 07:37 pm (UTC)Clearly, my brain is way deep in the gutter.
Jack on *that* kind of shopping trip...hmmm...I think he would be embarrassed and uncomfortable. He probably would have no idea there'd be such a huge selection. He might wish Daniel was there to translate for him. He might wish there was a gou'ald for him to shoot instead.
But he'd persevere, because of the whole delighted-squirming-moaning Daniel thing.
He might put it in his glove compartment, but then might think about getting pulled over, and having to dig up his car registration. He'd put it under the seat, instead.
Wow.
Date: 2004-04-07 12:01 pm (UTC)Hey, I wanna see too, Daniel. Scoot over.
Re: Wow.
Date: 2004-04-07 07:47 pm (UTC)Glad you enjoyed the snippet. Maybe Daniel will sell tickets.
Porn, snip, pissed off-ed-ness
Date: 2004-04-08 05:39 pm (UTC)Re: Porn, snip, pissed off-ed-ness
Date: 2004-04-08 07:09 pm (UTC)::checks Kylie's LJ for porny snippedness::