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thegrrrl2002) wrote2005-06-09 10:00 am
thegrrrl2002) wrote2005-06-09 10:00 am
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A little bitty Jack/Daniel thingy
Just a little moment between them, that I was unable to make into a fic. At least not yet.
Daniel licked. Then licked again.
With a wordless protest, Jack shifted his hips.
Daniel stroked Jack's thigh, leaned in, and took Jack's soft, quiescent cock into his mouth.
"Daniel," Jack complained.
"Mmm?" Daniel nudged Jack's balls with his nose. Jack smelled of sweat and contentment.
"You've got to be kidding."
Daniel let Jack's cock slide out of his mouth, pushing his tongue against it, tasting the spent passion. "What?" he asked, glancing up.
Jack gazed down at him, eyes slitted. "Dozing, okay?"
Daniel slid a hand up over Jack's hip, over the lingering red marks where his fingers had dug in. "Not any more." He ran his tongue over Jack's cock once again.
Jack grunted. "Daniel, I'm no spring chicken. I'm going to need a little more time."
"I don't know." Daniel reached up and patted his stomach. "You feel kind of plump and tender to me."
Jack blinked at him, then scowled. "I'm just going to pretend I didn't hear that, okay?"
Daniel nodded. "They say the hearing is the first to go." He pressed a kiss to the tip of Jack's cock. "Well, maybe not the very first thing."
"Okay, just hold on." Jack sat up and tugged on Daniel's shoulder. "Are you telling me--?"
Daniel rolled over and grinned.
"Oh. Never mind." Jack sighed. "But, hey, I was like that at your age, too."
"Back when dinosaurs roamed the earth?" Daniel pushed Jack down on the bed and slid over him, his hard cock pressing against Jack's leg.
"Something like that." Jack titled his head back, allowing Daniel to nibble at his throat. "You know, if I wanted this kind of abuse I could have just stayed in DC." His hands slid down Daniel's back and cupped his ass.
"You mean this is what you've been doing at the Pentagon?" Daniel raised his head. "Wow, things must have really changed--hey!" He laughed as Jack rolled him over and pinned his wrists to the bed. His laughter was muffled by Jack's kiss--a sweet, slow kiss that spoke of late-night phone calls and quiet longing. Daniel's hands slipped from Jack's grasp and wrapped around Jack's body, holding on.
"It takes a bit of getting used to, doesn't it?" Daniel said, when he could talk again.
"Daniel, it sucks."
Daniel pulled Jack to lie down on his body, Jack's head resting on his chest, gray hairs tickling his chin. "Yeah, that too. But like you said, it won't be for forever." Even though each week felt like forever, and the weekends seemed to disappear in the blink of an eye.
Daniel licked. Then licked again.
With a wordless protest, Jack shifted his hips.
Daniel stroked Jack's thigh, leaned in, and took Jack's soft, quiescent cock into his mouth.
"Daniel," Jack complained.
"Mmm?" Daniel nudged Jack's balls with his nose. Jack smelled of sweat and contentment.
"You've got to be kidding."
Daniel let Jack's cock slide out of his mouth, pushing his tongue against it, tasting the spent passion. "What?" he asked, glancing up.
Jack gazed down at him, eyes slitted. "Dozing, okay?"
Daniel slid a hand up over Jack's hip, over the lingering red marks where his fingers had dug in. "Not any more." He ran his tongue over Jack's cock once again.
Jack grunted. "Daniel, I'm no spring chicken. I'm going to need a little more time."
"I don't know." Daniel reached up and patted his stomach. "You feel kind of plump and tender to me."
Jack blinked at him, then scowled. "I'm just going to pretend I didn't hear that, okay?"
Daniel nodded. "They say the hearing is the first to go." He pressed a kiss to the tip of Jack's cock. "Well, maybe not the very first thing."
"Okay, just hold on." Jack sat up and tugged on Daniel's shoulder. "Are you telling me--?"
Daniel rolled over and grinned.
"Oh. Never mind." Jack sighed. "But, hey, I was like that at your age, too."
"Back when dinosaurs roamed the earth?" Daniel pushed Jack down on the bed and slid over him, his hard cock pressing against Jack's leg.
"Something like that." Jack titled his head back, allowing Daniel to nibble at his throat. "You know, if I wanted this kind of abuse I could have just stayed in DC." His hands slid down Daniel's back and cupped his ass.
"You mean this is what you've been doing at the Pentagon?" Daniel raised his head. "Wow, things must have really changed--hey!" He laughed as Jack rolled him over and pinned his wrists to the bed. His laughter was muffled by Jack's kiss--a sweet, slow kiss that spoke of late-night phone calls and quiet longing. Daniel's hands slipped from Jack's grasp and wrapped around Jack's body, holding on.
"It takes a bit of getting used to, doesn't it?" Daniel said, when he could talk again.
"Daniel, it sucks."
Daniel pulled Jack to lie down on his body, Jack's head resting on his chest, gray hairs tickling his chin. "Yeah, that too. But like you said, it won't be for forever." Even though each week felt like forever, and the weekends seemed to disappear in the blink of an eye.
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