sid | JACK/DANIEL BABY-A-THON (no infants allowed)

"Sweetie?"

"Absolutely not!"

"Ok. Honeybun?"

"No."

"Sweetcheeks?"

"..."

"That's another no then. Lover?"

"Allowable."

"Baby?"

"..."

"Daniel?"

"..."

"Danmmmmmph."

As Jack was pushed down on to the couch by Daniel he decided he'd be calling him 'Baby' a lot.

YES! Daniel shares our kink!

Thank you for writing! :-)

And we're off and running....

Hee hee...a "turned-on" Daniel is a thing of beauty.....

Deeds xx

Ah, Daniel likes it too! Love it. :)

*g* I think "baby" is much better than "honeybun" . *lol*

*laughs* Like that. Stories made up of just dialogue can sometimes draw a better picture than a thousand words of description. This is one.

Yes, Jack. Use it a lot. ;-))

Woot!

Great kick-off!

That left me grinning as I pictured it; lovely!

Hee! It didn't take long for Jack to find a winner. :D

hehehe... I'm picturing the look on Jack's face! Nice! ^.^

Cute!

Smart of Daniel to make sure Jack will never forget! :D

Bingo! ::big grin::

Count of fifteen with the right arm. Count of fifteen with the left. Repeat. Alternating for a count of twenty. Together. Up, down, keep it smooth, no jerking. Seven, eight.

Daniel paused there, laying down one dumbbell, to wipe off sweat before it could drip into his eyes.

“Let me,” Jack said, picking up a towel. He ran it across Daniel’s forehead and scrubbed up into the hairline.

Daniel eyed Jack’s crotch. That erection looked painful. “You like what you see?” He resumed his routine, smiling.

Jack touched one hand lightly to Daniel’s bicep. “Pump it, baby,” he urged hoarsely.

Now it's plain to see
You put a hurtin' on me
But it's a natural fact
I like it like that,
So work out!

Baby Workout, by Jackie Wilson and Alonzo Tucker, 1963

Yum!

Yes, indeed! Thankee.

Phewwwww!!...*fans self*....

Deeds xx

Jack just loves to see Daniel workin' up a sweat - in or out of the bedroom. ;-)

Oh yes, Daniel in the gym! A hot picture!

Lovely image, isn't it? ;-)

Luv-lee. :-)

And Jack obviously agrees with you completely! :-D

gah!
a hoarse "Baby" *and* arm!porn ::thud::

\o/

My work here is obviously done.

*laughs* These three comment stories each play with the prompt in such different ways. I like the light teasing of this one.

Something for everyone at the Baby-A-Thon!

*g*

Um. That was hot. Baby. *g*

And sweaty! *G*

There's a phrase I bet Jack uses a lot. :)

I think you'd win that bet, lol.

Yeah, that's the way to do it!

*dances* Whee!

Yum.

I'd call that the best inducement for, um, exercise ever!
::giggles and thinks about the hot and sweaty ... and, um, hot and wet::

And then there's the post-workout, um, workout. ;-)

Oh, yeah; I'm with Jack. Go for it, Daniel :-) Lovely hot fic.

Oops! I missed your comment in the EXPLOSION on my lj.

I would have fun watching either one of them in this scenario, but I have to admit that the play of muscles... um, yeah.

I like the image of Jack watching Daniel's workout and getting excited by what he sees.

And we get to get excited by watching both of them! \o/

::fans self:: There should be a flammability warning on mental images of Daniel working out! GUH! Poor Jack- no more skinny archeologist, rough that would be.

and matching icon for the win!

Glad you liked it! Yep, the icon is PERFECT.

Next up, The Sweat-A-Thon! \o/

Works for me! :-)

Wait. Let me put on my surprised face. ;p

LOL!!!!

Yes, I think that one might just work. ;-) We like 'em dirty and sweaty. *drools*

Should that be for Valentine's Day? :-);-)

Won't all that sweat ruin their nummy chocolate coating?

The chocolate could be the second course... on the other hand, sweat *does* ruin the nummy chocolate coating. A dose of realism isn't such a bad thing. ;-) (Having had food sex, I gotta say, it's highly overrated. Mostly you just spend the next three weeks trying to get blueberry syrup out of the carpet while swearing you're NEVER DOING THAT AGAIN! :-)

I thinks we just likes 'em. :D

Love it. Especially the painful-looking erection, which seems so appropriate. :-)

Appropriate and inevitable. And it goes with the lyrics, too, which is pure bonus! :-D

I keep trying to come up with another Distractions story, but nothing's coming to mind. Must continue to think on it.

Absotively! :-D

Warning: spanking/Daddy!kink

Daniel freezes at the worst moment possible, going rigid, unmoving, and Jack panics. Too much? Too hard? Daniel's begged for this for weeks (which in Daniel's case means he's argued his position with a flood of words and at least three citations of articles Jack's never going to read, not ever, because what kind of freak writes about someone wanting to get their ass spanked without ever sounding even a little bit turned on?) but maybe Jack should have kept saying 'no fucking way'?

His hand hovers, irresolute, over the blotched red pattern he's made on Daniel's pale skin and he hates himself for being hard, for the plans he's got -- had -- for fucking Daniel afterward, sinking slowly, so fucking slowly inside Daniel's mouth, that's been babbling out oh and yes and Jack! and then his ass, splitting those red cheeks wide and oh, he can make Daniel whimper with more than his hand, yes, he can...

"Why did you stop?" Daniel says through clenched teeth, his body rigid. "Why did you -- oh, God, I'm coming -- shit, one more, please, one --"

Jack blinks, applies a single hard, smart slap and feels Daniel shudder, crying out, coming for him, just as Jack had wanted him to.

"That's it, baby," he murmurs, stroking the hot, rough skin tenderly as Daniel pants and shivers, feverish, exultant, forgiving. "That's it."

Baby? Did he just -- Fuck, Daniel's gonna rip him a new one for that --

Daniel turns abruptly and curls close, his arms tight around Jack's body, holding on, his face smoothed out,all tension gone, content.

He strokes the sweat-damp hair and murmurs it again. Daniel's lips part on a sigh and Jack pushes his fingers inside that wet heat and feels his cock jerk, jealous, impatient, as Daniel licks and sucks, fervent and eager.

Guh and wow and *fans self* and *swoons* and OMG.

Lovely and loving and hot.

Thank you so much for writing this!

Thank you for setting it up! After getting mopey over SGA, this was just what I needed...

Oh, I hadn't even thought about that bit of timing. D'uh. Glad it's helpful!

Its so...so...*explodes again*

Oh, this is hot and lovely! Thanks!

Thank you! Glad it worked for you.

Guh.

Thank you! ::beams::

"Why did you stop?" Daniel says through clenched teeth, his body rigid. "Why did you -- oh, God, I'm coming -- shit, one more, please, one --"

That is the hottest fucking line I have read in a really long time. *fans*

::beams proudly:: Thank you! That seems to have hit the spot (heh) for a few people which is very nice.

Jeez,give a girl a warning! i'd have covered the carpet if I knew I was going to spontaneously combust from hotness!

Heheh, sorry! I hope the scorch marks come out :;smooches;:

WOW!!...it's as cold as a witches tit here this morning, but that's one way to warm me up!......sooooo hot!!!!!....I adore it!

Deeds xx

Thank you! Glad it hit the spot :-))

*bows in front of you and kisses your feet at ur greatness*

I. Am. Not. Worthy.

Jack pushes his fingers inside that wet heat and feels his cock jerk, jealous, impatient, as Daniel licks and sucks, fervent and eager.

*explodes*

You're making me blush here! Thank you so much for the kind feedback :;hugs::

That's absolutely hot! And Daniel begging for more ... wow!
It pushes all my kink buttons, erotic spanking beeing one the hottest! *g*

I love spanking Daniel ;-)) Thank you!

Ugh. Um, whoa. *fans self* I'll be in my bunk.

Thank you! I'm so glad it worked for you ::hugs;:

Thanks for doing that thing that you do so well.

Spanking them hard? :;g:: Thank you! Glad you liked the fic ::smooches;:

Faints. dead. away.

holy freaking hot thing

Thank you! ::happy smile:: Glad you liked the fic.

Holy shit.

As usual, you just blew me away. Blew. Me. Away.

I think I love you.

If I wasn't grinning over your icon, I'd be blushing; thank you! ::smooches::

Wow, that's fantastic. I love daddy!kink fic and this one is short and sweet and lovely.

Thank you! It just seemed to work for this one; glad it worked for you.

"Why did you stop?" Daniel says through clenched teeth, his body rigid. "Why did you -- oh, God, I'm coming -- shit, one more, please, one --"

Jack blinks, applies a single hard, smart slap and feels Daniel shudder, crying out, coming for him, just as Jack had wanted him to.

Ohhhhh, the desperate urgency in Daniel's plea and then, yesssssss, Jack giving him exactly what he needs.

And we're the perfectly satisfied voyeurs along for the ride. Many yummy thanks.

Thank you so much for the kind feedback! I'm glad you liked that bit ::hugs::

Wow...hot doesn't really do that one justice! I love Jack's porny POV! ^.^

Thank you! That's good to hear. Glad it worked for you. That Jack... :;g::

Well, guh! If I've suddenly developed a new kink because of this, I'm going to ~~beg you for more~~ ~~be mad~~ squee like crazy. :)

Heh, thank you! I just wrote a very long fic with Daddy!kink of the dark sort in another fandom; it was nice to do the flip side.

I can't let it go just yet. Daniel really would be an ideal candidate for that kind of kink, with losing his father and Jack taking him in. Please consider this to be just ann itty-bitty little tiny seed-planting out in the back-forty of your plot bunny acreage. Because, you know, it really would be perfect.... :)

Letting go now.

Oh, I know! It really does work for them...and Jack subconsciously looking for a way of having Charlie back and massive angst as it starts to clash in his head with the sexual side of it, all guilt and confusion :;gets spoon to eat angstflakes with::

Totally deliciously hot. So happy you wrote for this challenge!

I couldn't pass this up :-) Mmm...I do like a dash of endearment in a fic now and then... just a smidge.

Thank you so much for reading and commenting :;hugs::

no idea how i missed this but i'm happy to read this now.

*fans self*

i have a daddy kink, too, but it's a very picky sort, apparently, and this worked for me!!!!!

How nice to get feedback out of the blue! Thank you ::hugs:: I'd almost forgotten I'd written this. I love a well placed 'babe' or 'baby' myself :-)

The fire is flickering, more illusion than substance, when Jack walks out of the bathroom, towelling off his wet hair. But he's not cold – not when his gaze stutters and is transfixed by the pale beauty of Daniel lying face down on the rug.

Daniel's limbs are loose, languid. No wonder, as Daniel was the first to arrive and managed to ease away the tension of yet another week from hell, courtesy of planet M-whatever-the-fuck its official designation is. At least he had the courtesy to leave some hot water for Jack.

Jack wanders over, bare feet slapping lightly on the floor. He keeps staring, afraid to break the trance he appears to be in. Daniel's body ... his body gleams in the firelight. Jack doesn't know how Daniel gets away with it. No matter how dirty or bruised Daniel is when he manages to throw himself (when he's lucky, and dragged unconscious when he's not) back through the safety of the Stargate, those pale globes are perfect. Jack thinks about his own scarred butt and snorts. His own might not be like a work of art, but he's the only one who is allowed to appreciate the vision laid out before him.

And so he does, dropping with a bitten-off grunt onto battle-weary knees. The position is appropriate, as he worships at Daniel's body. But not that Daniel is exactly aware of that. Still, occasionally, Jack does let an endearment slip as he fondles the warm, smooth cheeks with both palms.

Daniel rouses, lashes fluttering in confusion. “J'ck?”

“Yeah. Just ... I just want to....” Jack's hands glide in firm, deliberate circles, as his voice gives out.

Daniel arches his back and settles back, cradling his head on his arms. He's not stupid. It's not the first time he's arranged himself on the rug and waited for Jack. Even when they're both too tired to fuck, he makes a point of giving himself to Jack with this unmistakable invitation. Even when the only payoff will be a caress, flesh on flesh, before exhaustion forces them both to bed. To well-deserved sleep.

But tonight is not quite as tiring. Jack's not passing up the opportunity to touch and feel. Danny's butt is as smooth as a baby's. Without realizing it, he voices the comparison. “You must've been a beautiful baby, lying stark naked on the couch, examining everything with those eyes, wondering how and why and even when.”

Daniel squirms with discomfort. “Jaaaaack,” his voice holds a shadow of warning. His childhood is not something he likes to think about, not even the precious baby years.

Jack doesn't torment him, but leans over to lay his cheek against that part of Daniel that he finds so perfect. As Daniel relaxes once again, Jack thinks to himself, no matter, Danny, you'll always be my beautiful baby.

Oh, Jack! He's so much in awe of his lover. And he knows when not to push it, too, which is good, because he wouldn't want Daniel getting snippy at a moment like this.

Such a nice final image. *sighs contentedly*

Oh, thank you. I'm fond of the image, myself. Dying fire, rug, nekkid Daniel with nekkid Jack arriving onto the scene. And, please, blame

janedavitt (hee - I blame her entirely for getting me into the Stargate fandom at all) as I read her spankingfic and decided on a more innocent version.

Thank you, also, for easing our withdrawal symptoms this weekend. I'll survive, in my own delusional way, with my fixed McShep goggles firmly in place.

Eek - post midnight hugs,
'lenka

I'm so glad I decided to go ahead with it this weekend!

And I'm sure any number of Finale Fixes are being McShepped even as we speak. ;-)

Damn PTB. *shakes fist*

I really like the image of Daniel,nude, in the flickering light of the fire. Mmmmmm.....

Mmmmmmmmmm, indeed.

Daniel should be bereft of clothing as much as possible. Especially in front of a fire.

I'm happy to see that your imagination is receiving the pretty picture I intended. And that you liked it.

But boo to the LJ/e-mail interface, as I never saw this comment in my inbox. I just saw it a few minutes ago when I was reading the story to my best bud.

Oh, this was so sweet and tiredly loving, the way a couple can be. Loved that Daniel's giving Jack the visual Jack wants even if he's too tired for more.

And you, dear beautiful Jane, inspired it. As I keep reminding you, I wouldn't even be in this fandom if it weren't for you.

And ::giggles:: I thought of following up with a bit of innocence to counter your naughtiness!

As for the tiredly loving, I think the epsom salts must've seeped into the ficlet.

Always hugs for you,
'lenka

Daniel will never grasp how beautiful he really is......luckily he's got Jack to tell him forever!!!...

Deeds xx

Especially if Jack keeps talking with his hands.

Mmmmm. This was fun.
Thank you for reading and ... appreciating.

Jack absolutely adores his archeologist.

As it should be.

This was great!

Who ... wha' ... oh, sorry, I was just distracted myself by the yummy sight.

I'm so pleased you liked it. I just tossed it off on the spur of the moment, but, yes, adoration fits the mood perfectly.

Very nice! I love the image of Daniel on that rug in front of the fire very much. But I think it was a clever decision on Jack's part not to say the last words out loud. *g*

Oh, I'm so pleased you liked it.

And, hey, Jack's not stupid. After all, Daniel might just cover up and not be so ... available. Which would make everybody very, very sad. And that would be bad.

Awww, sweet and gentle and Mmmm, in front of a fire, stretched out on a rug.
Sorry, I'll be good now.

No, no, no, you don't have to be good.
It's much more fun being naughty and ... imagining.

Thank you for the Awww and Mmmm; now I feel all warm and fuzzy myself, even though there's no fire ... or Daniel ... or Jack. ::sighs::

Lovely loving feel to this.
Thanks for writing. :-)

Thank you for reading.
I'm so pleased you enjoyed it.

And - yes - I was trying to capture the loving feel without being overtly sexual. Because there are SO many ways to interpret what baby means between two people.

Lovely, lovely vision of Jack just being in love and knowing exactly the right time to back off and be in the moment.

Thank you for the lovely words of praise.

And, you know, Daniel may have two dozen languages at his fingertips, but Jack's fingers read and speak Daniel fluently. [At least in my universe, he does!]

Aw, how sweet.

::giggles::

Thank you kindly.
I like offering Daniel on a ~~platter~~ rug for everybody to enjoy!

very visually appealing...well written with all that firelight and worshipping and stuff...
yum

Yum, indeed.

Here, let me push the curtain aside a bit more so you can stare as long as you like.

I'm tickled pink (from the firelight, lol) that you enjoyed it. Thank you.

Really nice imagery! And I liked how it wasn't always just about sex for them- makes it all so much more intimate :)

Oh, thank you.
::blushes::

Actually, I was going for a snapshot taken at a certain fixed point but in which you could tell many different things had happened between them, including sex and hurt and hope - even though I only said fuck once, as far as sex is concerned. But it was the ongoing willingness of both men to try for each other's sake that was the most important thing in my mind.

And, in a weird way, I didn't write this fic: they showed it to me.

I'm so happy you enjoyed it and that you also saw them the way I intended.

So sweet! You really painted a beautiful picture with your words.

Ohhhh, thank you.

I'm so pleased that you were able to see my intentions so clearly. Although ::grins:: I think there's a lineup at the virtual window where everybody's trying to get a peek at them in front of the fireplace.

Lovely ficlet. And ...

Daniel arches his back and settles back, cradling his head on his arms. He's not stupid. It's not the first time he's arranged himself on the rug and waited for Jack. Even when they're both too tired to fuck, he makes a point of giving himself to Jack with this unmistakable invitation. Even when the only payoff will be a caress, flesh on flesh, before exhaustion forces them both to bed. To well-deserved sleep.

... so much love for that paragraph!

Ohhh - thank you. I'm thrilled that you liked my ficlet and even loved parts of it. [Hey, ficlet, take a bow: you've done me proud!]

Anyway, I'm a great believer in lovers demonstrating intent and willingness (rather than a more selfish design). And, in my mind, even as Daniel does this more than once, nobody should ever mistake him for being weak.

Personally, I'm overjoyed that particular paragraph worked, despite the fact that it included a word (fuck) that is usually more at home in a tougher role.

Thank you again.

What awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! This entire commentfic series is making me all melty.

Melty is good.
Melty is very, very good.
And apparently what we all needed.

Hee - I made you go aw (followed by lots of wwwwww).

We now return you to the tender scene in front of the fireplace, already in progress.

Daniel stared at Jack, not wanting him to go back to DC. Sure he was grateful Jack had shown up to SGC as soon as he heard his archeologist was injured on PX-some-damn-place, but Daniel wasn't ready for him to go back. Even worse, Daniel didn't know how to tell Jack to stay.

"Daniel?" Jack asked. Why he sounded hopeful Daniel couldn't fathom. Daniel couldn't fathom anything past his own misery and his inability to tell the man he loved to stay. Physically he hurt. A staff weapon to the leg was nothing to shout about. Mentally he felt like he did when his parents died.

Abandoned.

Daniel never thought he would associate that word with Jack, but it had been stuck in his mind ever since Jack packed up the house and left, leaving Daniel feeling like an orphan all over again. Even with promises of waiting, that orphaned little boy was perched on the grown up Daniel Jackson's shoulder, whispering, "Again, again you have been left behind by someone who loves you."

The walls were coming up around Daniel, those self protecting walls he used when he didn't want to hurt anymore. Once the walls were up, he wouldn't be able to say what he needed to say.

"Daniel."

His mind said it. No. NO. Please, don't go. His mouth wouldn't follow along. His mouth was having no part in this...this pathetic madness. Just let him go, the orphan perched on his shoulder whispered into his ear.

FUCK THAT, something inside Daniel screamed. Screamed so loudly Daniel visibly flinched.

"Jack. Jack?" It was barely a whisper. A begging.

A warm finger under his chin made him look at Jack, and that was it. Gravity kicked in and the tears that had threatened to fall, fell.

"Jack. Please don't leave me," Daniel begged just as quietly. "Please." He then bowed his head, waiting for his deliverance.

None came. Or, if it did, it was in the strong, solid arms of Jack, wrapping around him gently, holding him tightly, securely. Like the body attached wasn't leaving, wasn't letting go.

"Jack, please..." Daniel sobbed helplessly, prepared to beg if he had to, anything to stop this abandonment.

"Shhh," Jack said, rocking him slowly, tucking Daniel's face against his neck. "It's okay, baby. I'm not leaving you." he said gently, pressing a kiss onto Daniel's temple. "I am here until you are better, then we figure out what we're gonna do. I don't want to be away from you any longer, I can't. I can't do it anymore."

Daniel heard Jack's gentle murmurings as he was rocked securely in his arms. Among his sobs Daniel admitted to the same thing: he couldn't do it anymore, either. He couldn't handle being abandoned again, he couldn't stand to be away from the strong arms that held him close and safe, he couldn't stand to be away from the man who loved him and who was his home.

Daniel felt his head being lifted and his tear-filled eyes lighted on Jack's tear covered face.

"I'm yours," Jack said, kissing Daniel. "I retired before I left. Paperwork's all done."

"You...you...really?"

Jack smiled, giving each of Daniel's swollen eyes a feather light kiss. "The Air Force has had me long enough. It's your turn."

Daniel didn't know what to say. His mouth was on hiatus again. His mind was screaming for joy, yet his mouth wasn't willing to play along. Regardless.

Happy and content, he wrapped his arms around Jack, his home. Finally. His home was going to stay.

The little orphan boy on his shoulder fled away.

Poor, poor Daniel! I can really feel his desperation in the first paragraphs.
But what a wonderful decision Jack has made! The Air Force has had me long enough. It's your turn." Yes! That's perfect!

Whee! Thanks!

Damn the good drugs anyway! :-) They wreak havoc on the control systems! :-)

Jack retired! YAY!!!! :-)

gotta love the good drugs!

Ah, listening to the little voices in your head can be a bad thing. Glad Daniel got past that!

Things perched on your shoulder tend to be a bad thing!

*sniffles in a sad but happy way*......I love my happy endings when Jack retires for his Daniel...thanks so much!..

Deeds xx

Poor Daniel...but Jack was there to save the day...and yes, Jack retired!! Wooot!

Oh, lovely. There is something so loving about that pet name.

Thanks for reading!

Yay. Retirement.
The boys have earned their time together. :-)

yes they have!

Aww. Love the image of the orphan boy on the adult's shoulders. And of course, Jack comes through for his love. Always. :)

Jack redeems himself for the win! *g*

*now haz coffee*

oh.
oh.
::hugs you:: This was beautiful.

Angsty with sigh inducing resolution ;) *Loves*

*hugs you back*

Glad you liked! This was different for me.

*slurps coffee*

Daniel all angsty...I usually do him pissy, so this was new for sure.

*slurps coffee and hugs you again*

That was awesome!

*bounces*

Thanks!

oh, that hurt, but you pulled it through for us in the end. thank you.

Gotta have a happy ending! Thanks!

The little orphan boy on his shoulder fled away.

You're not supposed to make me cry. Or sniffle. But it's amazing to think of Daniel having been let down through so much of his life until he finally finds his home ... in Jack.

Thank you for the happy ending.
::still sniffs a bit::

*hands you tissue and tea*

I try not to make folks cry, it isn't in my DNA...so really I have NO idea where this little fic came from. But it does have a happy ending! Gotta have that!

*hands you extra tissue*

Thanks for reading and liking!

I wish it could've worked out just like this for them... :;happy sniffle::

I know, huh? *passes out more tissue*

Sweet!! "the little orphan boy" was a neat tool to use.

Thanks, and thanks for reading! Its a bit angsty, but its all right in the end.

Ooh, I used Jack's leaving as taking Daniel's home away in a fic once. I'm totally with you on how Daniel would feel abandoned by someone he loved.

That's what Jack should have done on the show, too!

I used the same idea in a larger j/d fic I am working on, and it just hit me upside the head. Daniel's been "left" many times, and with Jack up and leaving for DC, it had the same effect because Daniel's homeless yet again. His relationship with Jack (in my mind) is twofold...sure they love one another, but other than love Jack gave Daniel a "real" home.

I could go on forever on that thread. Thanks for noticing. And HELLS yes, should have been the same damn way on the show! *waves and bounces because ur back*

DUDE! Was that your 'How I Spent my Summer Vacation'?

I ADORE that fic...so damn good!

Yep. You're good! And thank you, very much! That was one tough fic to write, and it's a wonderful feeling to have someone remember anything about it. :)

*does little happy dance*

::nods:: at those walls Daniel puts up, very glad he didn't get to stay behind them this time.

While I wrote this the chorus to World Leader Pretend was going through my head. *hangs head*

Thanks!

Whew. This one made me tingle up to my fingers. That's quite impressive. *sighs happily*

Impressive? *bounces*

YAY!

Thanks!

Daniel didn’t call him ‘baby’ in bed.

He didn’t call him baby when they cuddled on the couch or when they fucked against the front door.

Daniel called him baby on Jack’s back porch in front of their team... and General Hammond.

“Grab the Clos Du Val, baby.”

Jack should have replied with a snarky ‘Sure thing sweetheart’ or ‘Good thinkin’ sugar’, thrown in a wink for good measure. Run off and let Daniel deal with the mess he’d just gotten ~~them~~ himself into.

He should have cared about the reactions from his team, from his C.O.

Instead he gave Daniel a warm smile. “Sure” he replied softly before stepping inside to grab the chardonnay. They had some ‘splainin’ to do…

Bad timing! *lol*
Or perhaps a very good one if Jack is ready to do some "explaining" now. Very nice way to out them. *g*

Yep, it's a good thing he's going to grab the alcohol first. :P

It's a good thing it's apparently already been flowing. ;-)

Maybe no one noticed! :-)

Maybe it was a slip of the tongue...Daniel's been known to do that...but mostly just in Jack's company. :D

ROTFLMAO!!!!

Wow...Jack not back peddling! He just rolled with it!

GOOD FOR HIM!

Loves this!

Jack put on his big boy panties, we can be so proud. :D

We knew he could do it. :-)

LOL!!! I love it!

Thanks. :D

Just a little 'splainin', yes. LOL

And somebody had better grab Daniel's car keys, because I think this is not his first bottle of chardonnay. ;-)

Thanks for playing with us!

Hehe, this was actually the second piece I wrote for this. I started a different one, but I just couldn't end it, so I stole some lines from it and wrote this.

And trust me, Daniel ain't going nowhere! :P

Oops....but bloody brilliant!!!......

And of course, his team and Gen Hammond have known about them for years!!...*winks*..

Deeds xx

Of course! Heh! XD

*laughs* Oops.

Hehe!

Oh, I'm pretty sure they've figured it out. Go boys! :-)

I'm pretty sure they have too. ;)

Oops! But I love Jack's reaction, love that he doesn't try to hide or joke out of it. Sounds like he's ready for the next step.

Me too, I'm glad I went that way, because originally it was just going to be Jack glossing over it, hilarity ensures, but this has an extra level, I think.

Oh how funny!

Thanks, glad you like it. :)

Oops. :D

And yeah, Daniel's probably a little plastered and yay, Jack! for not laughing it off. (Though I bet he's going to make Daniel suffer later...)

Oh Jack has a whole slew of ideas for Daniel's... punishment... ;D

*loves*

:D

Passive Agressive Daniel FTW!!

Oh I'm sure he didn't mean to say it out loud... :D

Oh, I'm sure Grampa George would be very understanding. But - hee - the timing and utter forgetful casualness about it.

Very cute!

Heh, thanks! :D Me thinks Grandpa George would have had an inkling... ;P

Oh, Daniel... ::shakes head fondly::

Hehe!

Hee! I like that Daniel just let it slip like that, and how very like Jack to toss him in deeper. :D

Absolutely, hee!

hehehe... I like that it was Daniel that misspoke- or did he? hmmmm... ^.^

Who knows, right? :P

Outed! Outed! My favoritest kink of all! Yay! :D

Hehehe! It's very interesting all the ways it can be dealt with, and the myriad of ways that Jack and Daniel can react. :D

Aw, love it. :-) :-)

Thankyou. :)

Jack sings.

Let me rephrase that.

Jack tries to sing. He can't but it doesn't stop him. To his credit, he knows he doesn't have the voice for it, so he rarely inflicts his predilection for butchering popular music on the public. But when things are going well, he'll sing in the shower, or along with the radio or just puttering around his place.

How do I know this?

Since we got together, I've been in the somewhat unfortunate position to overhear him. In a way, it's nice since it means I'm so deeply into his life that he doesn't think of me as someone he has to hide his ~~shame~~ secrets from.

On the other hand, it means I have to hear him sing.

No one has ever said being in love was easy.

See, there's another time he likes to sing and I just don't have the heart to try to dissuade him.

He likes to sing to me in bed.

Granted, he usually picks the times when I'm feeling stupid in love and coming down off an orgasmic high to beat all orgasmic highs. Face it, everyone says and does stupid stuff then. 21st century American social mores dictate that there are simply things we don't discuss in polite company and intimate sexual details are high on the list. A long time ago, I figured out it was mainly so no one would be put into the position of confessing to the sappy, syrupy crap said in the afterglow.

Not that I would ever say anything sappy.

Well, not too sappy.

Interestingly enough, "sappy", in the sense of "foolishly sentimental" has been in use since 1670. It came from the Old English word meaning "full of sap" indicating a young tree. What's interesting is that there may have been an intermediate meaning of "wet and sodden", which brings us right back to post-coital couple-bonding.

Well, I thought it was interesting.

But back to Jack.

Last night was one of those nights. As neither of us are exactly teenagers any more, it's gotten easier to hold out, which means, we can each top and bottom in the same night. We just need to have the time. Not to mention the energy (see "teenager, not exactly" comment above). We'd done the 100 yard Jaffa relay to the gate earlier in the day and that was after being on the go for 10 hours. I'm surprised we made it off base. Still, it was, as sex generally is with Jack, phenomenal and, while those details need not be elaborated on here, what happened after needs to be recorded.

We were lying in bed, sheets tangled with our legs, sweat cooling on our skin, exchanging barely there touches and feather light kisses, bodies still humming with sexual release when he started.

I love you baby
and if it's quite all right,
I need you baby
to warm the lonely night.
I love you baby,
trust in me and I'll say,
Oh, pretty baby...

Well, you get the idea. Franki Valli, Jack's not. Still, at the time, I was in that stupid, just fucked state that turns Jack's voice into a combination of Sinatra's, Nat King Cole's and Beverly Sills'. (Yes, I know, they're all dead. I don't have time for libel suits.) Ordinarily, I would have accepted the sentiment and tried to ignore his inability to carry a tune in a bucket. But this was one chorus too far.

I might have gotten a touch angry.

He called me pretty! I couldn't believe it! I came this close to dumping him out of bed. Of all the insulting things he has ever said to me, this takes the cake. Men are not pretty, no matter what the general's secretary, Marge in the mess hall and half the motor pool seem to think. (Which reminds me, note to self: find a way to have a talk with Sergeant Wilson - he's not taking 'oblivious Jackson' for an answer. That's always worked so well in the past, too.)

I AM NOT PRETTY! Jack's going to pay for that one. He spent a good ten minutes trying to apologize, but we ended up falling asleep before he finished. Many wonderful things in the universe are pretty, but I'm not. I probably shouldn't get this worked up over it, but I do have my pride.

Wait.

You thought.

Oh.

Really?

Why would I object to him calling me baby? I may have my pride, and I may have just been fucked stupid, but I'm not crazy.

I'd ask him if he knew "Be My Baby", but I don't want to encourage him.

LOL! This is SO adorable! Poor Jack though, he was just being honest! *nods*

*bows*

Hey, Daniel has to put up with his singing, he shouldn't have to put up with "pretty", too!!!! :-);-) The *nerve* of the man! :-)

All I know is I wouldn't object to his singing and being called "pretty". :P Maybe Daniel needs to get his priorities straight. :P

He gets sex with Jack.

I think he's got his priorities right on target. ;-);-) He would have gone into detail on why men being called "pretty" is insulting (social conditioning being what it is), but I think he was heading off to make Jack grovel for a bit. He kinda likes Jack on his knees, after all. ;-)

He gets sex with Jack.

See now you had to go and use logic! ugh! :P

Maybe I shouldn't have had that Queer as Folk marathon today. I've been listening to them all call each other pretty ~~fuckable~~ and what not. :P

But of course. "Pretty" when used as a synonym for "considerable" is perfectly acceptable and doesn't carry any gender specific connotations. "Pretty" when used to denote "pleasing to the eye" is an entirely different story.

(This always happens when I write Daniel. :-)

Or you could just take it to mean both, which is what I was eluding to. :P

LOL! Quite true.

Oh, Jack! Crooning to his baby in bed. And Daniel puts up with it. Now that's true love. :-)

Oh won't you be my, be my, be my little baby... hey, are you sure Daniel won't object to being called 'little'? LOL

Depends on how good the sex was. :-);-)

Then Jack's got nothing to worry about. :-)

I'm thinkin' so. :-)

*snorts*.....However, I soooo wanna hear Jack sing to Daniel in bed!!.....love this.....

Deeds xx

But then Jack would have to kill you.

Or maybe Daniel would. After all, he puts up with it. :-):-)

Hee! Thanks for putting a sappy smile on my face. :)

Sappy Smiles are one of my spec-i-al-i-ties. :-)

Jeeze. I'm showing my age. I remember the Andy Williams version of "You're Just Too Good to be True" better than Frankie Valli's Aieee!
Loved this! :-))

To be honest? I couldn't remember who did it originally, so I googled and snagged the first singer *I* recognized. Given that Daniel's just a few years younger than I am, it seemed the right thing to do. ;-)

Plus, I never cared much for Andy Williams' version.

Yes. You definitely picked the right version.
My mum was a huge Andy Williams fan. I grew up with his albums. It has an effect. ;-)

Oh, I *adore* Andy Williams. I grew up listening to him and watching all his specials. I just didn't particularly care for *that* particular song from him.

But look! He is so pretty! Silly Daniel. ♥

Well, yeah. But don't *tell* him that! :-):-):-) Men get so pissy over that sort of thing. :-)

*snerk* That tangent is so very Daniel.

I confess it started as a tejas tangent, until I realized it *was* something Daniel would do. :-)

LOL! Good work.

*bows*

:-)

Awww! Jack singing to Daniel. That's teh hawt!

:-) Glad you like! :-)

I Looooove being in Daniel's brain. "...well I thought it was interesting".. I did too, I did too!
This just rocked!
Love the way you dropped the 4th wall there - just, yay.

*beam*

Thanks! I think I'm going to link this one with The Language of Kisses and start a series. I seem to like to do these, so why stop? :-)

Well, I thought it was interesting.

*giggles madly*

Oh, Daniel. I love you so.

LOL! I can't help it. I just *know* he's got all that kind of stuff running through his head at any given time. When I think of how hard it is for me to think of one and only one thing at a time, I figure it's at least twice as hard for him. :-)

that was so sweet and so... sappy. teehee. and also, so very true about how we all get in the afterglow... there's a reason it's called screwing someone's brains out.

i liked this a lot.

*beam*

Thank you, ma'am! There's also a reason why people tend to have sex in private. I think Daniel's nailed that one. :-)

I loved the insertion of book-Daniel to his analytical meanderings. And - eek - singing!Jack is a very scary thing.

Very scary!

And thanks! Yeah, I love trying to capture the strange and wonderful, and did I mention strange, world that must be the inside of Daniel's head. :-)

Daniel is adorable getting huffy here :;g::

MEN ARE NOT ADORABLE!

Oh, sorry. Still channeling a bit. ;-);-)

Thanks!

DANIEL IS!!!

::sticks tongue out::

;-)

LOL!!!

Jack would agree. :-);-)

This was awesome! I love Daniel's little digression and this Well, I thought it was interesting. was SO Daniel sounding! hehehe...

*bows*

Thanks!

Well, I thought it was interesting.

Perfect.

This is adorable, and funny, but I totally love your Daniel voice most of all.

*Thank* you! I love writing Daniel. I *get* Daniel better than any other character, I think. I love how he'll sometimes take refuge in some academic tangent when he's on the verge of embarrassing himself. ;-) Bury 'em in facts and they'll forget the rest of it. :-)

So typically Daniel, to be offended by other than the thing you'd think. Heh.

Well, I thought it was interesting. / But back to Jack. -- ::grin::

Yep! Never know what's going to tick him off. :-)

really enjoyed this; thank you.

Glad to be of service. :-)

And, you're welcome. :-)

That some interesting info on the origins of "Sappy" I didn't think It went backthat far.

Leave it to Daniel to know this stuff. (Google's useful, too. :-)

His hair lies like a silken waterfall on his pillow. One of the things I've asked him to do-now that the Air Force no longer owns both our asses-was to let his hair grow back out. He grumbled and bitched and threatened but it now swings to his shoulders, shiny and sleek when he blows it dry, springy and curly apres-shower.

I kneel and stroke the length, watch it tumble through my fingers. "Baby." I whisper softly.

His body stiffens. Oops, I thought he was still asleep. "Baby? You called me Baby?"

"Uh..um..I might have." My hand is still buried in his hair.

"You called me Baby?" He jerks up, his hair flying around his face in anger, his voice spiraling upward. "I'm not a beagle, you know."

I am saved from answering by the sound of four eager paws skttering across the bedroom floor, launching themselves onto the bed. I transfer my stroking to the dog. "Hey, Baby." I gently pull his ear through one hand before reaching over to do the same with Daniel's hair. "Hmm."

He jerks the sheet up to his chin, pulling away from my questing hand. "You're comparing my hair to the dog's ear."

"They're both soft and silky and fun to touch. So, yeah, I guess I am."

He flops down, pulls the covers over his head and mutters, "Don't call me Baby!"

Heee. Jack's in trouble!

Ooops.....and a beagle too....*giggles*....

Loving this baby-a-thon sooo much!!!...

Thank you to one and all for your excellent contributions!!

Deeds xx

Beagle alert!!! (I like this beagle, though.) :-)

Oops. This is why you have to be careful what you name your dog. Fun!

I hope Daniel's bark is worse than his bite. ;-)

HA! I wasn't expecting to hear skittering paws! This is great! And Daniel growing his hair out for Jack, Jack asking him to do it... guh.

LOL!!!! OH NOES! It's a BEAGLE!!! :-)

Hehehe! Long haired pissy Daniel, a dog, this is great! :D

Not a beagle indeed ::g:: This was funny and cute; loved it.

Me thinks Jack's gonna be sleeping on the couch with the dog ^.^ Nice job!

lol!

He grew his hair out, so it's not Jack's fault! ;-)

"Come on, I know you can do it, babe," Jack breathed, watching Daniel's mouth, his skillfully moving fingers, the intense, inward focus of Daniel's gaze.

Daniel startled and froze. His head turned and he blinked twice at Jack.

"Babe?" he squeaked.

Damn.

"What?" Jack replied, as if confused.

"You just called me 'Babe!'" Daniel nearly shouted, leaping up and pointing at Jack. "You whispered it in my ear!"

Jack stood too, making placating gestures with his hands, barely restraining himself from shushing him.

"Come on, Daniel," he said, wincing a little at the echo of his earlier encouragement, "We need to do this fast." Jack waved to the panel. "Sam and Teal'c will be through theirs in no time. I know you can beat them."

He had money riding on this damned scavenger hunt, dammit. Though it was his own damned fault for letting himself have fantasies about Daniel's mouth and fingers instead of being focused on the task at hand.

"You heard him!" Daniel hissed to their impartial observer, one Paul Davis.

Oh, Jack had his suspicions about that guy. Sure enough…

"I did," Davis agreed, in a sort of half-smug, half-arch tone that brought Daniel's wild eyes right back to Jack.

Damn.

"All these years! All my second guessing my own motives - being careful not to misinterpret – project – whatever, and you're sitting over there thinking – calling me –" Daniel faded away into incoherent stammering, possibly in another language.

Wow. Daniel never did that.

"I think I'll just step away, gentlemen," Davis muttered, sidling away down the corridor.

Coward. Smart coward, though.

"We're conceding," Daniel called after him, hot, furious glare sending really inappropriate messages to Jack's crotch.

"Like hell we are!" Jack protested vehemently. A lot of money. (Jack had a lot of faith in Daniel.)

But Daniel was moving now, covering the distance he'd put between them, until he was in Jack's personal space. Jack refused to back down, so they were chest to chest, cheek to cheek, groin to groin!, in the middle of Green Corridor 19.

Daniel put his mouth against him.

"We are going topside, baby," Daniel murmured, hot, moist breath washing over Jack's ear. "You're gonna take me a couple of mountains over in that overcompensating manhood expression of a truck of yours. You're gonna park it off that pretty little dirt road where you like to take me to 'look at the stars,' babe, and you are gonna fuck me 'til I pass out. Come on, babe. I know you can do it."

Jack thought maybe before they did that, Daniel was going to have to hold him up, because his knees had just turned to Carvel ice cream.

"And if you can manage that," Daniel continued, "I might let you live the whole 'babe' comment down," Daniel finished, stepping back. His eyes were slitted dangerously. Oh. He was pissed.

Well, maybe Daniel thought Jack would back down from a dare like that…

"You're on, babe," Jack replied, grabbing Daniel by the arm and spinning him toward the elevator just around the corner. The airman stepping through the open doors said, "Which floor, sir?" as Jack brushed past him, pulling a shocked, newly-startled, and blinking Daniel behind him.

"Oh, we're going all the way," Jack growled.

The airman only went up two levels.

As the door slipped closed behind him, Jack muscled Daniel back against the rear wall.

He leaned in and whispered, "I have no intention of living it down, babe."

Hah ! Perfect =D

Thanks!

Yes! Love it! :-)

Me three!....brilliant....and with a poor hapless Maj Davis on the sidelines!!!...*snortles gleefully*

Deeds xx

Heh. He was gettin' the heck out of dodge. :D So pleased you liked it! Thank you!

Thanks! So pleased!

Much love to Paul! This could be the beginning of a beautiful long standing feud. :) Great job

Eheheh. I like the way you think. :D Thanks! So glad you liked it!

"We are going topside, baby," Daniel murmured, hot, moist breath washing over Jack's ear. "You're gonna take me a couple of mountains over ... Rowr. Love me some Alpha!Daniel.

and Carvel Ice Cream knees.. bwahahaha. This was great!

:D Thanks!

Go, Jack, go!

Hehe!

"Oh, we're going all the way," Jack growled. RAWR!

Hee, loved Paul sidling away.

Funny AND hot. Thank you! :-)

Ha! Davis was like, I'm outta here! :D Thanks! So glad you liked it!

overcompensating manhood expression of a truck of yours. Coffee, meet screen AND keyboard.

Pissy!Alpha! Daniel is one of my favorites, thanks!

*snicker* Davis *snickers again*

Coffee, meet screen AND keyboard

Oops. Sorry! :D

Haha, Davis! He wasn't stayin' around to get in that fight! :D

Glad you liked it! Thanks!

ROTLMAO!!! I LOVE IT!!!

Funny *and* hot!

Thanks!

How nice that Paul is so understanding! And great way to have foreplay! *g*

Foreplay in plain sight. SG-1 SOP. :)

Thanks! Glad you liked it!

Hahaha! overcompensating manhood expression of a truck of yours - best line ever!

Lovely story, and alpha Daniel, Mmm....

It had to be said. Have you *seen* that truck?! Thanks! Glad you liked it!

"We are going topside, baby," Daniel murmured, hot, moist breath washing over Jack's ear. "You're gonna take me a couple of mountains over in that overcompensating manhood expression of a truck of yours. You're gonna park it off that pretty little dirt road where you like to take me to 'look at the stars,' babe, and you are gonna fuck me 'til I pass out. Come on, babe. I know you can do it."

Um, yeah. Wow!

Thank you for the most gratuitous and excessive use of the words baby and babe EVER to come out of Daniel's mouth!!! [See me NOT complaining. ::giggles::]

gratuitous and excessive use

Haha! I thought that was the point, baby! :D

You had Paul as Cupid ::loves:: And, oh, I like Daniel's plans a lot :-))

:D

I always associate you with Major Davis. :)

Ha! Daniel going all Alpha!Daniel only to have Jack turn it around on him. Nice!

Ha! Like Jack would let Daniel out-Alpha him! :D

Like Jack would have a choice. :-)

Hee! Fun turn-around, and I love Davis in it.

"Oh, we're going all the way," Jack growled. / The airman only went up two levels. -- lol :-)

Well, that poor airman really can't go all the way *with* them. :D

hot, furious glare sending really inappropriate messages to Jack's crotch

*loves*

I miss your writing!

:( But... but... I'm writing again! I've scheduled it into RL and THERE WILL BE PORN SOON, DAMMIT!!!!!! Probably not before BSG comes back, but I'm rushing to get it done ASAP. Hopefully at least before Burn Notice returns.

I have already written a scene involving a luxury hotel suite, a disheveled Jack half-way out of his Class A's, and chocolate fondue. And his side arm, of course. You know, the actual side arm (not his penis). :D

And robots from outer space.

What a perfect punishment for calling Daniel babe. *nods firmly*

ha! scaring innocent airmen! Daniel squeaking. :)

Love this, love the implied backstory and I love Paul Davis in it! You know he was walking away to go find Walter and Siler and collect on the Jack/Daniel pool.

I'm also imagining the (to everyone else) inexplicably smug grin on Jack's face when he pays out on his bet. Great fic!

Hello, cruising in via the f-list :)

Sign Language

It's a crapfest of a mission, though Sam won't admit it. Not while Teal'c is standing there looking all statuesque in the middle of these ruins. She can pretend to look interested in these rocks as much any other... pretender type... God this is boring.

Sam sighs and turns back to see the Colonel and Daniel. They're at it again, communicating through hands and eyebrows.

Daniel's hands say, "But, Jack, we could find something important!"

The Colonel's eyebrows narrow into, "You said that an hour ago, when my feet didn't hurt and the crick in my neck was missing."

Daniel throws his hands up in, "Typical military shit."

The Colonel's eyebrows lift in, "Okay, someone's apparently swimming in caffeine for breakfast these days."

Daniel's hands come up, imploring rather beautifully Sam has to admit to herself. "Jack, please, I need more time."

The Colonel's eyebrows are unmoving over rolling eyes before they're weighed down by a frown. "Another hour and we're finished."

Daniel's hands fall by his side in, "Thank you."

Then the Colonel seems to stop speaking with his eyebrows. Sam frowns, smiling when she notices how the Colonel's eyes seem to go soft, his mouth pulled at by a fond smile. Guy's a soft touch underneath it all.

Daniel seems to slump under the gaze, tilting his head a little and squinting. He's embarrassed, Sam thinks. Something about the way the Colonel is looking at him is... making him blush.

Daniel gives the Colonel a nod, his eyes flicking to the left in the minutest of motions. He's saying something. What is it? Later. Or, not now. It's some kind of promise for sure. Something that's meant to be secret.

The Colonel steps in close, all business as usual, both hands on P90, military posture. Sam sees his mouth open. The Colonel says something, quiet, way too quiet for her to catch it. Though she sees the last two syllables, mimicking them over and over.

What the hell's a be-be?

She's still frowning when Daniel's head snaps up and he's staring at Jack, caught off guard. He gives a slow nod, all the lines and worries fallen from his face. The Colonel nods back, giving him an affectionate pat on the back before leaving Daniel staring at the back of his head.

"Major Carter," Teal'c says, snapping Sam out of her trance. "Is something wrong?"

Sam watches as the Colonel sits down on a centuries old rock. Trust him to place his butt on the head of a dead king.

"Nothing," Sam says, eyeing Daniel who is back to reading the script on a wall, a soft absent-minded smile on his face. She turns to Teal'c and smiles. "Except for the fact that it's been a while since I beat you at poker."

Teal'c nods, a proud smile on his face. "Indeed. And I fear you may never have the opportunity again."

"Strong words, my friend," Sam says with a nod. But she makes a point to suggest playing with matches and not money next time.

They just can't hide it can they?......beautiful observation from a brilliantly written Sam....many thanks...

Deeds xx

Thanks :)

Oh, this is to die for.
Speaking in eyebrow and hands. They're fluent in both.
Just lovely. :-))

Thanks :)

::hugs Sam:: I love how they're being perfectly professional, no chance of being heard, but Sam still sees more than she knows. Excellent little glimpse into life with Jack and Daniel.

Sam is wise :D

Hee, that's perfect. I could totally see that happening.

Thanks! :)

Ah, the eyebrow and hand-gesture semaphore! What fun.

Hee!

Hee! Oh, team! But, yeah, she's not going to guess that one.

Trust him to place his butt on the head of a dead king.

*sporfle*

Because he totally would :D

When I saw that you had written J/D I was *SO* happy.

Then I read it and got totally caught up in the story so when I finished I said to myself, I said, "Wow that was really good. I'd like to read more by this author, who wrote it again." Scrolled up, and DUH, no wonder it was so good!

Bravo, be-be!

lol

I *am* new :D

*sighs* So wonderfully descriptive!

The Colonel steps in close, all business as usual, both hands on P90, military posture.

Yes, that's Jack. As he says, "Baby". *melts*

Trust him to place his butt on the head of a dead king.

Hee!

:)

Go Sam!

This was great...Jack's a sucker for Daniel. Loved it!

Thanks :)

Wow! Not only a nicely intimate conversation, but you kept it private and *still* brought the rest of the team into it!

Sam lip reads for naughty reasons :D

I can't wait until she's sitting in her lab or during the briefing when it finally hits her what "be-be" means. ;-)

lol - yeah, would be good actually :D

*psst* Sequel! :-)

Trust me when I tell you, I suck at follow ups :D

But hey, go for it if you have an idea ;-)

LOL! I've already got one where Sam's in a meeting with the guys and thinks about their relationship.

This is very lovely! They think nobody knows - but Sam is nearly as good in reading sign language as Jack and Daniel are!

:))

I love how you used Sam's POV for this.

Thanks :)

Oh, great POV and this made me grin: What the hell's a be-be?

Close, Sam, so close...

:))

be-be hehehe- nice play on the word!!! And I can just picture Sam sitting there trying to puzzle it out in her head!

:)

Oh, I love this. ::blissful sigh::

Thank you :))

That was delightful! Like watching an episode with the sound off. :)

Ha! Thanks :D

Oooooh. Lovely view from Sam! Teal'c will catch on in no time, I'm sure. *pats him*

:D

This is what happiness looks like if you are me. :-)

:))

"Oh, for cryin' out loud!"

Daniel woke abruptly to the sound of the front hall closet aggressively opened & shut. Stumbling from "his" bed, (well, he liked to think of it as his since as far as he knew he was the only sometimes denizen of Jack's spare room) he emerged into a flurry of boots, hats & an irritable Jack preparing for an apparent trip up Mt. Everest.

"Jack?"

"Daniel." Garumphing his double socked feet into the heavy boots. Jack glanced up, scowling. "You should be back in bed. Sorry I woke you."

"'S'Ok." mumbled the sleepy archaeologist. Shuffling to the window, Daniel looked out on another Colorado wake up call. Looked like a solid 4 feet of snow had fallen just since midnight, when they had finally returned to Jack's from another mission- & another trip to the infirmary. "Give me a minute and I'll..."

"Are you serious?" Jack smirked at him, taking in the rumpled appearance and waved his hand about, indicating the sling (again) in place on Daniel's arm. "If I so much as let you hoist a snowball, Frasier'll have my *ass* in a sling!"

Daniel hated feeling useless, but grudgingly had to admit that Jack was right. Momentarily put off by the mental image Jack's comment had supplied, Daniel gestured over his shoulder with a thumb, quickly backing toward the kitchen. "I'll just go put on some coffee, then."

"Aht." Jack raised his 'don't argue' finger. "No, Daniel, you'll just go back to bed and sleep off the meds you finally took last night. This is just a "Colorado flurry" and I am an Air Force Colonel and equal to the task of moving a little snow." Jack drew himself up to his full height, puffed out his chest & raised his eyebrows for good measure.

Daniel snorted at his antics and caved. "All right, *Colonel*. But don't strain anything Janet might need to sling you for."

As quiet enveloped the house, Daniel was suddenly overwhelmed with the effects of the medication. Unwilling to wander back to the spare room, he gratefully sank into the deep cushions of the end chair, in view of the door, and drifted back to sleep.

----->

Jack returned nearly an hour later, stomping feet and stripping layers off as fast as possible, unaware that Daniel hadn't returned to his room. Awakened by the sudden activity, Daniel's eyes shot open to the view of Jack bent over, wrestling with his boots and shucking another layer. Jack turned as he wrangled his way out of his sweatshirt and spied Daniel, who was looking in his direction -blinking & openmouthed.

Daniel's sleep fogged brain took in Jack, divested of jackets, sweatshirt and shoes. Face flushed and hair mussed in five directions. A band of sweat on his t-shirt collar led Daniel's eyes south to Jack's biceps, still tense & looking all - he mentally flailed - muscle-y from the winter workout...and stood quickly, startled by his own reaction. Losing his blanket, and nearly his balance, he grasped for the former & windmilled for the latter. Jack swooped forward to steady him, and didn't miss the straining at the front of Daniel's shorts. "Whoa there, Danny, you'll wind up back in the infirmary." Jack grabbed him by the arm & supported his back with his other hand, adding further tension to the muscles in his shoulders and arms. Daniel flung a hand out for support landing it squarely on a solid bicep, and as his internal self-editor was currently still asleep said *exactly* what his brain did...

"Oh...baby." This came out less like an endearment, and more like a growl-which made sense, because as heartfelt as his affection was for Jack, this reaction had a lot less to do with his heart than other parts of his anatomy.

Daniel, balance restored and eyes now wide awake, still clung to Jack's arm...apparently transfixed by the play of muscle beneath his hand. He looked up at Jack, and all the air seemed to exit the room. Daniel stared at Jack. Jack stared back. Nobody moved - till everybody was moving and suddenly Daniel found himself faced front, with Jack's arms supporting him gently, restrained tension evident in the muscles of his neck.

"Daniel," Jack breathed evenly, "are you implying you see something you like here?" Jack's steady gaze belied his teasing tone. If this was finally *that* moment...the one he tried very very hard not to wonder about and never ever to long for, he was ready.

Daniel couldn't believe he'd just put it out there. He swallowed his surprise, because hell, if Jack was asking..well, he was definitely, finally, telling.

Except, and this might just be a first, words completely failed him. Thinking to himself that communication was so much more than language, he looked steadily at Jack, slid his hands all the way up those arms, till they rested, gently, but firmly on either side of Jack's neck. His thumbs briefly traced a pattern on Jack's jaw, eliciting a small sound and a hitched breath. Then Daniel was pulling him forward and kissing him. Not feather light, not aggressive, but with intention.

Breaking the kiss without moving away, Jack breathed in the scent of Daniel and the air of rightness & breathed out his words against Daniel's lips..."oh, baby." Daniel felt the endearment and arousal and promise and melted into words he would never have said, and now would never take back.

Oh, lovely. A first-timer! And snow ... and whumped Daniel. Nice combination. :-))

lol.. I really should take better care of the archaeologist, but Jack does such a good job!

Thank you for not scolding over the 2 part-ness of this...I tried to shorten it, but there're only so many ampersands a girl can use. *g* Thanks for the prompt and all the ensuing fun fics!

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful. Thanks for sharing.

thank you, thank you, thank you. I'm so glad you liked it!

I don't just like it; I adore it to itty bitty pieces. ♥

Two words - Oh Baby!.....*claps delightedly*....

Deeds xx

::twirls you::
delighted you're delighted!

Mmm hmmm, works for me.

happy humming? my work here is done ;)
thank you

Two parts = no problem, not when they're this lovely!

Nice how something so prosaic as shoveling snow turned into such a gloriously romantic moment.

Thanks for writing, and a special thanks to Janet for giving Daniel the good drugs. :-D

"Two parts = no problem, not when they're this lovely!"... *blushing*

yes, tho prosaic is not what I was thinking while digging out *my* driveway...if this had been Jack's POV, he'd have been swearing like a sailor! ;)

I'm so tickled to see "gloriously romantic", that's how it felt when I wrote that last line ::sigh::

*dances happily in chair*

You GO girl!

*slurps coffee*

And you got THE ARMS IN!!!! *hugs you madly, over and over*

You are so made of awesome!

*hugs you again*

Happy chair dances are a goal! (that may not have come out right...)
::hugs you back fiercely::

Yeah. Arms. I blame you! (happily) ;)

Time to put on a fresh pot...who knew my muse fit in a coffee bean? *g*

So good to see you write! Whee! *smishes you in big hug again*

Blame me all you want, nice to know I can inspire, even if its with body parts! (yeah, the arms...oy with the hawt of teh arms)

who knew my muse fit in a coffee bean? now you know how I roll!

*does happy chair dance again*

Will send email, hafta go to werk now. Damn RL!

Oh. My.

*Very* nice!

Thank you *very* much.

Yay for mono-syllabic comments - makes one feel like a job well done! *g*

What can I say? I suddenly realized I didn't need to turn the heater on today... I could just reread that a few times. :-)

happy to help with energy crunch ;)

and I worried it was too subtle *g*

Oh. No. No way. Or maybe I just find subtle incredibly hot. :-) Either way, it worked for me!

Awwww. I liked all the staring back and forth. And being honest with each other.

And this, from Part 1, made me giggle (even insanely):

"Aht." Jack raised his 'don't argue' finger. "No, Daniel, you'll just go back to bed and sleep off the meds you finally took last night. This is just a "Colorado flurry" and I am an Air Force Colonel and equal to the task of moving a little snow." Jack drew himself up to his full height, puffed out his chest & raised his eyebrows for good measure.

It's good to know that Jack's military training and experience make him super qualified to shovel snow.
::cackles with glee::

Yay! I love insane giggles...kinda had them myself. I could *see* Jack mugging that way :)

Thank you. And thanks for commenting!

I'm thinking tickets should have been sold to the "Jack stripping at the front door" show ^.^

This was great!!

Except then Daniel would have had to kill anyone who bought them. :-)

Mmm, sweet! Love both 'oh baby's, and the set-up, and The Moment, and the kiss, and that one kind of 'oh baby' starts it and another one seals it. Yum. And "Daniel," Jack breathed evenly, "are you implying you see something you like here?" -- so wonderfully Jack.

Yay! I'm glad you *heard* both "baby"s the way they were intended. & capturing Jack (figuratively, um...yeah) is always a major goal.
::toes the ground:: I'm so pleased you liked!

*melts*

Delightful!

Momentarily put off by the mental image Jack's comment had supplied

And funny! :D

*mops*

Happy it brought you melty smiles! Thanks!

I just need to tell you:

Your last sentence kicks ass.

*hugs you hard*

Wheeeee!

“Tell me. Tell me!” Daniel always had been able to achieve Olympic-standard whining without really trying. He peered at the screen over Jack’s shoulder.

“Nope. You get to find out when it’s published.” Jack continued to peck away at the laptop on the dining table. “You do get a credit though. You know, at the beginning. Something along the lines of ‘And, as always, to Daniel. My once and future significant other,” he offered by way of distraction and consolation.

Daniel sighed. “Euuew. No thanks.”

Daniel changed tack and rested his chin on Jack’s shoulder, putting his arms around him and rubbing Jack’s chest in gentle circles. Jack always liked that. He’d cave.

“But I shouldn’t have to wait to read it with the masses. I’m your inspiration, your reason for being.” He kissed Jack’s ear. Jack loved that. He’d give in any second.

“Jesus, Daniel, enough with the Celine Dion crap. My memoirs are indeed full of you. They’re also full of Carter and George and everyone else, and they’re all waiting patiently. Get in line, buddy. Fucking like a fallen angel wins no privileges here.”

Daniel huffed in petulant fashion and tweaked Jack’s nipple. Jack adored that. Capitulation was surely seconds away.

“I hate you.”

“You love me.”

“Bastard.”

“Ass-hat.”

The high-brow intellectual exchange was interrupted when Jack’s cell phone rang. He picked up, still typing in his customary slow, staccato fashion. “O’Neill. Cass! Hey. I remember you. You never write, never call … OK, yes, well rarely. How are you sweetheart?”

Jack got up from the table and hit the button closing down the laptop, sending a meaningful “Don’t you dare fucking touch” glare Daniel’s way as he did so. He wandered into the kitchen, scooping up empty Guinness bottles as he went.
Daniel tapped his fingers on the back of the chair.

Oh, the temptation.

Jack was so predictable. He had the same user name for everything. He was HomersBud99 to his insurance company just as he was to that German gay porn website featuring Kurt of 12-inch dick fame.

Berating himself, but not too much, Daniel logged on. That just left the password. Eschewing Jack’s dogs’ names, the name of his fishing boat and anything to do with Mary Steenburgen, Daniel followed a hunch.

Click.

Fail.

Click again.

He was in.

“You rat bastard,” Jack squeaked, thundering in from the kitchen.

Daniel held his hands up in supplication. “Didn’t see anything. Not enough time, and you really should consider expanding your user name repertoire.”

Jack looked thoughtful and shifted a little uncomfortably.

“Did you guess my password?”

Daniel feigned ignorance.

Jack narrowed his eyes. “You so did!”

Daniel feigned greater ignorance. “Did not … Loveshisbaby4Eva.”

Jack sighed and looked adorably chagrined.

Daniel’s dick twitched and filled in a way that would have delighted an 18-year-old.

How he was immortalized in print suddenly didn’t matter anymore.

Hee! I love them bickering here and I love the sappy password which Daniel was able to guess on the third try!

Daniel's no mug. He has Jack sussed all the way, baby. :-)

Aww, Jack. ::giggles:: Sweet and funny with undercurrents of hot - just how I like it. This is too much fun. Must get around to contributing.

I'm glad this hit the spot.
Please do join in. The more the merrier!!

"Fucking like a fallen angel wins no privileges here.”

LOLOLOL!!...Yeah right Jack - we believe ya!!.....

Love, love, love this!!...thank you soooo much for this idea of yours with the lovely sid.....we should have "Baby-A-Thon's" every day!!!.....

Deeds xx

I'm glad you likee.
This thon grew out of simple conversation sid and I had about the word Baby in fic and how there can never be too much good fic that uses the word as we like to see it used.
Who'd have thought it would grow into this!!
It's taking over lj. EEK!

Our evol plan is working! MWAHAHAHA.

You turning into Absolute Power Daniel or something?

Nah, Moscow's safe. :-P

That's our boys!

Yep. :-)

*falls to knees at your feet*

Fucking like a fallen angel wins no privileges here. *sobs at greatness of this*

You. So. RULE. Always.

*reads again*

You picked out my favourite line. Hee. :-))
Re-reading is a great compliment. Thank you. :-)

4Eva baby! Jack knows it, we all know it, and Daniel gets a hard on just thinking about it. \o/

Loved Daniel's various sure-fire, can't-miss, any-second-now-he'll-cave tactics. LOL

And this line? “You rat bastard,” Jack squeaked, thundering in from the kitchen. ROTFLMAO. Srsly. *beams at you*

*beams in return*
There's a lot of LOLing and smiling and grinning going on around here.
Haz we dun good?

Shockingly good. It's overwhelming!

Who knew there was so much Baby Love in the fandom? :-)

"... Get in line, buddy. Fucking like a fallen angel wins no privileges here.”

BWAHAHA!

It doesn't?
Daniel should make Jack sleep on the couch for that!

But, oh, boys.
::grins and is happy for them::

Never mind the couch, how about the garage?! ;-)

Bwhaha! They know each other soooo well :-)

Too darned well. :-)

OMG- I SO need a keyboard cleanup now! This- Fucking like a fallen angel wins no privileges here wins on SO SO many levels.

Awesome piece all around but that line NEEDS to be on an icon ^_^

God, I'd sell my soul for an icon of that. I don't make them myself; totally useless with visuals. Maybe some kind person will take pity. :-)

Hey, that's not an easy password -- Daniel is a genius! *g*

Love the banter. And Jack's side of the Cassie conversation! That's a hell of an endearing 'sweetheart' right there, in the middle of a J/D 'baby' fic. ::adores::

Jack is such a softie ... with a very select band of people. ;-)

This is perfect and adorable, cute and lol funny. ~~Stop doing everything so damn good.~~ Really, really, sweet and wonderful. :)

Fucking like a fallen angel

Another brain twin moment! Or maybe you can beta Cowboys by our psychic link?

*smish*

I have no idea where that line came from (but I was rather fond of it when it did occur!)
My beta powers are many and ... strange?. ;-)
*hugs*

LMAO.

Hooray!

Daniel tried to focus on the glyphs in front of him, but the sound kept intruding, breaking his concentration. He’d been sitting cross-legged on the ground in front of the wall long enough for the sole of his right boot to dig into his left shin. His knees and thigh muscles ached a bit from holding the same position for such an extended length of time and the cool damp of the ground had seeped into his butt. He scratched idly at his collar bone as he perused the reference text in his lap. The sooner he finished the sooner SG-1 could go home. Blocking out all physical discomfort, he fixed his attention on the wall. Perception narrowed to stone and line and myriad possible meanings. He jotted the probable translation in the notebook which was also in his lap.

And there it was again. That background noise, a low level whine, droning on and on and on. It was persistent, steady, and as constant as a fast flowing river, bringing to mind the phrase ‘babbling brook’. Sometimes the noise varied in intensity or volume but it never stopped. Ever. It was distracting as hell. Even more distracting than what had come before it. The noise built again, gaining volume. Gaining speed. Turning petulant.

Daniel felt something inside him go ‘ping!’ as though some limit had been reached and a switch had flipped.

“Oh for God’s sake! Here!” Daniel felt the words explode out of him. “Here’s your damn yo-yo.” With short sharp movements, he pulled the toy from the pocket on his tac vest and flung it, hard. There was a thump and an “oof!” as it hit Jack in the chest. “Now shut up and let me work, you big baby!”

“That’s Colonel Big Baby,” retorted Jack, “and that’s what you get for taking my stuff.”

“If you hadn’t been pestering me with it, I wouldn’t have taken it.”

“I wasn’t pestering," Jack said loftily. "I was creating a socially enriching interactive yo-yo experience. Carter and Teal’c didn’t mind, did you guys?”

Sam’s glare was so emphatic that Daniel could practically hear it, and Teal’c did that ultra-frowny thing with his mouth that made him look like one of muppets.

“See?” Jack willfully ignored his team mates' responses. “They didn’t mind. You need to quit being so touchy.”

Be careful what you wish for, Jack thought Daniel. Pretending to change his mind, he adopted a reasonable tone and said, “You know, you’re right, Jack. I should stop being so touchy. In fact, consider me a no-touch zone.” Narrowing his eyes to slits for emphasis, he could see the moment that Jack understood the subtext.

“Fuck,” said Jack.

“Not likely,” muttered Daniel.

Sam snickered as Teal’c smiled.

LOL! Love it so much. Jack and Daniel snark with a helping of team love is my favorite type of lunch. Thanks for sharing.

You're quite welcome - that's my favorite lunch as well. :)

Ha. This was delightful.
Of course Jack's yo-yo-ing would need to be interactive..what an attention hound ;)
Love muppet Teal'c - great description!

Every time I saw Teal'c do that, it made me think of Sam the Eagle:

http://muppet.wikia.com/wiki/Sam_the_Eagle

Glad you liked it!

Yep. It's all about the subtext. :-))

::points to icon::

I love subtext. And I love my fandom. :D

ROFLMAO...these just get better and better....Colonel Big Baby indeed!.....

Deeds xx

Hee! Thanks! :D

Bwah, ha, ha that was good!

Yay! I made you laugh!

LOL!!! Do NOT mess with the archeologist. :-)

Do NOT mess with the archeologist

Hee - that works equally well as a warning about Daniel or a summary of Jack's punishment. :D

What Jack sacrifices for his yo-yo. *snickers*

Some days it's a toss up as to which Jack wants to play with more - the yo-yo or Daniel. :)

ROFL! Jack as annoying background noise! Perfection! Nice use of baby, too.

No-touch zone. Heehee :D

I had an image of Jack, bitching up a storm in the background, not quite under his breath and went with it.

Nice use of baby, too

Why thank you!

LOL

Oh, this is lovely! And funny! And the end? Made me laugh a lot!

Yay!! Glad you liked it and very glad you commented, hon! :D

Whiny!Jack FTW!

And Muppet!mouth Teal'c!

Hee!

Teal'c totally looks like Sam the Eagle when he does that! Or maybe Beaker's bigger badder distant cousin. :D

lol - Genius :D

Thanks! :)

“Now shut up and let me work, you big baby!”

“That’s Colonel Big Baby,” retorted Jack, “and that’s what you get for taking my stuff.”

::giggles::

I love it when dialogue snark includes the presumed insult tacked on to the "Colonel".

Oh, boys and their toys.

Thank you for making me laugh. I needed it!

You're quite welcome - glad I could make you laugh. :)

I absolutely loved this!

So Jack and Daniel!

Thanks!

Let the cranky snark fly! They are SUCH an old married couple! ^.^

Totally an old married couple. That's what makes them such fun. :)

“That’s Colonel Big Baby,” retorted Jack -- lol!

And we will not speak of ~~what~~ who Jack's real, favorite yo-yo is. *g*

(And I love the details in the first paragraph, the portrayal of Daniel's concentration, and the description of the sound. Way cool.)

Poor Daniel - the more he tries not to notice something, the more it's all he can think about. :)

This was great, and wonderful J/D banter! And I love that you took the prompt a different way than most. Clever girl!

Teal’c did that ultra-frowny thing with his mouth that made him look like one of muppets.

That's it! That's it! That's it! I knew I'd seen his frown somewhere before! :D

I knew I'd seen his frown somewhere before! :D

I swear - when he does that, Teal'c looks like the bastard love child of Sam the Eagle (http://muppet.wikia.com/wiki/Sam_the_Eagle) and <a href="http://muppet.wikia.com/wiki/Beaker>Beaker</a>. Oh dear. That would mean muppet slash m-preg, wouldn't it?

Totally Sam the Eagle I was thinking about! Of course, they'd have to clone Sam (the Eagle) or have some Asgard intervention to make it happen. And instead of an "ass baby" we'd have-- I don't have any idea what we'd have, and that's probably just as well.

I've seen Pooh/Tigger, and a mention of the inanimate objects in Beauty and the Beast (Lumiere/Some Male Thing), so I'm sure there's Muppet slash all over the freaking place. ~~Someone needs to do an SG-1/Muppet fusion fic.~~ (It's the pain meds. I swear.)

Be careful. My brain can be a scary place. Even for me.

Someone needs to do an SG-1/Muppet fusion fic.

I need to add that to the pile along with Emo!Daniel weeping and listening to Enya (http://tejas.livejournal.com/108234.html?thread=1838538#t1838538) while Jack puts on a bear suit in the other room (http://tejas.livejournal.com/108234.html?thread=1843914#t1843914).

Ooooh maybe combine the two and it's a FOZZIE bear suit...

My scary brain says hello to your scary brain. :D

OH, NOES! It's comment thread slash!!!!!

"Well, dear, when two Live Journal comment threads love each other very much..."

LOL!!

Well, as I said in my last LJ post:

Kinkathon, if I'm not mistaken, facilitated (like a kinky, fanish, Petri dish)

sidlj and

jd_junkie in getting together and (as only fandom can do) produce a Baby-A-Thon.

:p

I did see that! I think I cried, too. :p

Personally, I'm more of a fan of Spongebob/Patrick, but a crossover with SG-1 seems rather problematic. So many bunnies, so little time.

:D

I'm more of a fan of Spongebob/Patrick, but a crossover with SG-1 seems rather problematic.

Here - let me solve that for you. During the events of "Watergate" where the Russians have a submarine stuck halfway through a gate, in the water on the other side we have...Patrick and SpongeBob. Re-write so that ALL of SG-1 is in the sub along with ~~Counsellor Troi~~ the Russian scientist. SpongeBob and Patrick see the dilemma the team is in and bring their friend, Sandy the Squirrel with extra helmets. Sandy guides the team to her airy homestead complete with tree. The team rests up there while SpongeBob, Mr, Krab, Sam and Troi work on a solution.

There. When will the story be ready, eh? :D

Hahaha! You're good. And I don't even have to write it now. :p

And you're absolutely right, your brain is a scary place. No wonder we get along so well!

your brain is a scary place. No wonder we get along so well!

Exactly! Great minds think alike or it takes one to know one or something. :D

btw - see below for Squidward's part in the story. :D

But where's Squidward?

Squidward is outside Sandy's bubble. For weeks now, he has been planning a quiet day in the country where SpongeBob and Patrick can't pester him. He has brought a picnic lunch, a novel, binoculars and a Field Guide To Jelly Fish. Unfortunately, his out of the way picnic place turns out to be the area around the underwater stargate where the sub is stuck. Everytime SpongeBob and Patrick try something to get the sub loose, the plan backfires all over Squidward. :)

LOL!!!!

Daniel, not only impressed with Squidward's determination to further his education, but also understanding the need to have some peace and quiet away from his friends, introduces Squidward to the tales of the Little Mermaid. Much to Daniel's consternation, Squidward immediately gives up his studies, and is soon spending all of his time writing fan fiction, secretly slashing his best friends, to the delight of many. :)

LOL!! Perfect! :D

Thank you for the irresistible setup! :D

Oh, clever. I hadn't even though of this one with all the yummy ~~porn~~ romance around. Nicely done. >D

you know me - I gotta be different. Glad you liked it. :D

"Hey, baby," Daniel said, staggering over to Jack and collapsing onto the bench next to him. "Enjoying the feast?"

Jack was glad that the firelight hid the blush he was sure was bright on his cheeks. "And how much of the local hooch have you had, Danny?" he asked lightly.

Daniel leaned hard on his side, resting his head on Jack's shoulder. "Just the one, I was being good," he said, grinning cheekily up at Jack. "Think it packs a punch, though."

"Nope, you're just a cheap date," Jack said, smiling fondly. He stood from the table, catching Daniel before he tipped over, and pulled Daniel to his feet. "Bedtime for drunk archaeologists."

Daniel was surprisingly quiet as Jack half-carried him to the house SG-1 had been give to stay in. He should have known better, but he was too shocked to protest when Daniel tugged him into the bed with him.

"Whatcha doing, Daniel?" Jack asked, trying to pull away. Daniel's grip was oddly steady and strong, compared to how much trouble he'd been having walking. And suddenly he didn't look so drunk, either.

"Getting friendly," Daniel said, wrapping his arms around Jack's neck loosely. He could easily have pulled away, but something in Daniel's voice stopped him. "Sorry for the deception. I just wanted to get you away from the table."

"You little rat," Jack said. He was holding the weight of his torso up off of Daniel, but this meant that their hips were pressed together. Jack mentally cursed; he was getting hard from the close proximity to his annoying, beloved teammate.

Jack was about to pull away--he'd come up with something flippant to say--when Daniel rolled his hips against him, and Jack realized he was hard, too. "Your little rat," Daniel said. "If...if you want me, that is." For the first time since this all started, Daniel looked nervous.

Jack didn't even have to think before he dipped his head to kiss Daniel's mouth. "I'm going to hold you to that. Baby," he added with an evil grin.

Daniel's matched it.

Awwwww - sneaky Daniel. Sweet!

It is part of my personal canon that Daniel's not a cheap drunk, he just pretends. :D

I just adore sneaky Daniel. Squee!

We all adore sneaky Daniel......as does Jack, although you'd probably have to resort to torture to get him to admit it!!...*snerk*....

Deeds xx

Definitely!

Me, too (obviously).

I love sneaky Daniel! Of course he wants you, Jack's no fool. :)

They both have excellent taste.

Meheheh...get him, Daniel!

:D

Very clever plan! *g* I'm glad he succeeds. *g*

So'm I. They're much better together than apart.

Remember the old Simon and Garfunkle song, "Bookends"?

Shoot. I'm feeling ficcy all the sudden and I have many other things to do.

No, write more fic!

(Because, I'd be totally tempted to write "Bookends"!Jack/Daniel, otherwise. And I have too many other fic to write.)

Great song about old friends. Could be slash or gen.

*whimper*

You want to write it, or should I? :D

Shoot, why don't we each do our own.

Here's the challenge (I know, when the hell did this become a challenge?): The only thing that *can* be used from the song, is that one image of them sitting on a park bench, bundled up for cold/coldish weather. Can be "present" day or future!fic. Oh, and the feeling of strangeness about their ages... shoot, I've felt that and I'm just pushing 50.

Sounds good.

(And here is where I giggle and say that I'm 21 and know S&G secondhand from my parents. And yet, it's easy enough to feel old at times.)

GAH! I'm surrounded by children. ;-):-)

I, on the other hand, am like your folks. I grew up listening to them. :-)

And yeah, I held my first niece when I was 19... suddenly felt ancient. :-) My *hands* looked so old next to that newborn skin.

Honey, my parents each have at least ten years on you.

Yeah, these days it's my coworkers that get me. They're all 17 and 18 and spazzing about high school drama and it makes me feel so old.

LOL! That's good to hear. :-)

Yeah, it's amazing how few years it takes before you stop feeling like a teen and start feeling like a grown up.

LOL!!!

HA! I love it! Sneaky's good!

Jack may be Special Ops, but he can learn a thing or two from Daniel in the sneakiness department.

Love it! Jack's been tricked, but he's not pissed off, and he doesn't seem surprised by what Daniel wants. And he doesn't have to think twice. Or even once. *melts*

And they both have Evil Grins! \o/

Thank you!

Jack just needed Daniel to take the first step, it seems.

Apropos of absolutely nothing, I wanted to poke you about a beta. It's original fic, but it's kinky as heck, so it's not something my usual betas would touch. Help me,

sidlj, you're my only hope!

Hey, I'll be happy to look at it for you, assuming it's not novel length or anything. I don't really ever think of myself as a beta, but I guess I don't totally suck at it!

It's short (700 words exactly). And it doesn't need editing so much as to be told if it works. Preference of e-mail addy for me to use?

cindycreuz at aol dot com

Did you ever send this? I hope I didn't miss it in the big blizzard that's been hitting my inbox due to the ficathon!

Nope, I haven't yet. I'm still working on the rewrite of the original steampunk fic. I should be able to send it along in a few days.

Okey doke. :-)

Way to go Daniel!

Definitely worth the moment of "Oh God, did I totally fuck that up?"

very cute :-)

Thank you!

"If...if you want me, that is." For the first time since this all started, Daniel looked nervous.

Oh! I loved this, how Daniel can vacillate between being bold and devious and then suddenly unsure of himself.

Thank you for showing us even more facets of Daniel.

Daniel is, despite everything, still human.

Most of the time, anyway. :-);-)

Sneaky boy! I love it when Daniel is the devious one! Nicely done!

Thank you! The man's got a big brain. I laugh at anyone who thinks he doesn't have a devious bone in his body.

I know! It's always amazing.

Love how Jack's affected by that casual (or maybe not so casual *g*) 'baby.' And the upshot of it all, of course. :-)

Danny's a sneaky bastard.

Daniel's just like your icon! The cute can get away with so much. :D

As Teal'c would say, "Indeed."

that's so cute. Could you send me your icon please?

Jack listens to the phone ringing 1500 miles away from him and almost chickens out in the few seconds between the click of the phone being picked up and the first hint of answer from the phone's owner.

“Jackson,” Daniel’s voice is still on autopilot; he sounds awake but Jack knows better. And now there's nothing for it but to push on like he knows exactly what he's doing; the same as he's always done when caught in a terrifying situation.

“Daniel! How’s it goin’?”

“Jack?” Jack can hear scraping and shifting in the background, knows Daniel is blindly reaching out for his glasses. “It's four in the morning. Is everything okay?”

“No, it’s not okay. I woke up today with no job, an empty house, and nothing but fruit loops for breakfast. To top it all off, I stupidly sold all of my furniture and slept on the floor last night and my back is killing me," And here Jack stumbles, has to pause to gather all his bravado around him like armor. "So now I’m worried that when you pick me up from the airport in a few hours I won’t be able to properly dip you in that big romantic kiss I’ve been planning pretty much since I realized this retirement might actually stick." There it is: all his cards on the table and it's Daniel's move.

There’s nothing but silence on the other end of the phone, although Jack imagines he can hear the slow, confused blink of Daniel’s eyes. He knows Daniel wants this, knows it like he knows the longing in his own heart, but the pause from Colorado gives him just enough time to doubt, to mentally move to Minnesota instead of home where he belongs before there’s a puff of air like Daniel’s letting out a breath he’s been holding for more than a decade.

And then Daniel laughs, more air than sound, but full of joy. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll dip you.”

Hell, yeah! :-)

8) Thanks!

Ooooh nice!

Thanks!

Brave Jack! Joyful Daniel!

Airport dipping!

HOME. *weeps happily*

*also weeps happily*.....I wanna see that dip!!...

Thanks for yet another wonderful "baby" moment!!...

Deeds xx

Thank you! ::hands over tissue:: This babyathon idea was inspired.

*bows deeply* Apparently it was! :-)

::hands tissues:: Glad you enjoyed it. Daniel makes Jack brave about stuff he normally avoids, Jack makes Daniel joyful - sounds about like them, yeah. :)

::thunderous applause::

This just filled me with glee! Love your Jack.
Can I be a fly on the wall of that airport? please? pretty please?

Oh good. I was a little afraid I'd made Jack too ramble-y. I'll save you a spot at the airport. :)

OMG!!! *hugs her*

That was AWESOME!!

*hugs you for passing it over* leave a comment to her that she rocks as usual, from me? Please?

(and so I did)

::hugs you both:: Thanks to both of you.

Thanks to mornincamper for posting for me...but now I am here and I have to tell you I so want more airport dipping! *waves*

::nods sagely:: You can never go wrong with airport dipping.

Yeah baby!

8D

Aww, boys!

Aren't they cute?

There’s nothing but silence on the other end of the phone, although Jack imagines he can hear the slow, confused blink of Daniel’s eyes. He knows Daniel wants this, knows it like he knows the longing in his own heart, but the pause from Colorado gives him just enough time to doubt, to mentally move to Minnesota instead of home where he belongs before there’s a puff of air like Daniel’s letting out a breath he’s been holding for more than a decade

That's possibly the most jam-packed silence I've ever experienced. See my huge sigh of relief that Daniel understands Jack.

Daniel is fluent in Jack!

Sweet! Mentally move to Minnesota -love this bit! So Jack! And poor Daniel trying to catch up. Nicely done!

Thanks! I know, poor Daniel trying to make sense of Jack at four in the morning. :)

::loves!::

Yay! :)

This? Is absolutely fabulous. Go you. *applauds*

::blushes:: Thank you!

\o/ Much win, Jack. Way to play your cards. Mwahahaha!

You can't go wrong betting on Daniel! :)

Aaw, this is adorable. With dipps and promised kisses and baby and...*SQUEE*! Love it, love it, love it!

::hugs:: You're so sweet! I do so love the term 'baby' with Jack and Daniel. It doesn't really work elsewhere. Can you see Sky's face if Jack tried that? Oh no, I did not just give myself a plot bunny. ::goes into denial::

Forget the denial part: here's a deal, Give me a weeks grace period and I'll match any Jack/Sky you write (if you can bear my new shippiness)

Sorry for the pathetic attempt but I wanted to contribute and this is the crap that spewed forth.

What do you say? Dinner, baby?

Jack shook his head in frustration. Yeah, that'll catch the guy. Sound sleazy. He threw the bouncy bal at the wall again. It hit with a smack! and ricocheted back towards Jack. The colonel caught it automatically, his mind still on the problem of asking one Dr. Daniel 'Don't Tell Me What to Do' Jackson out on a date.

Hey... baby! How's about we get down and dirty? Jack sighed and dropped his head into his hands, the bouncy ball pushing into his left eyeball.

"Smooth, Jack. Very smooth. And what's with your damn fixation on calling Daniel baby?"

"You like to call me baby, Jack?"

Jack whirled around, shock spreading across his face. There, just behind Jack, stood Daniel, a smirk spreading across his face. The archaeologist's eyes twinkled as he said, "I hope it's not because you think I should still be in diapers."

Jack just stared. Daniel pushed off from the door and walked slowly towards his team leader. "But from the blush creeping across your face, I'd say it was the sexy baby. Am I right? Baby."

Daniel kicked the door shut.

END.

Cute! Jack should know better than to talk to himself.

*pets Jack for planning*

Good stuff!

Dr. Daniel 'Don't Tell Me What to Do' Jackson

*splorfles* That's our boy!

YES. The 'sexy' baby is exactly what we're looking for! Thank you for playing! :-)

Aww...this is lovely.....can just see Jack with his head in his hands as he ponders this conundrum....thanks for adding to this most excellent A-Thon....

Deeds xx

Hee! Cute! I like Daniel's response to overhearing Jack.

Hahaha - Busted! But, oh, what a way to pay.
Go, door-kickking Daniel! :)

Oh I love it!

Cute and funny.

Fave bit: "...the bouncy ball pushing into his left eyeball."

::hee,hee:: Very cute.

I'm thinking Jack almost regretted teaching Daniel how to sneak up on people there for a minute. That'll teach him to talk to himself out loud! :)

Love Daniel overhearing him like that! And Daniel's coolly twinkling response, and the heatedness that follows, and the door-kick. :-)

Ahaha. Nice twist with Daniel overhearing! :D

Nice! And I love it that Daniel isn't upset but has the right answer for Jack! *g*

Jack stood at the kitchen counter, his fingers sticky with egg and breadcrumbs as he attempted to recreate his mother's fried chicken. The radio in the corner was playing softly and the kitchen sparkled from his thorough cleaning earlier. There were muffled noises coming from the basement- the sounds of Daniel rotating yet another load of laundry.

It had been a very domestic sort of day for the two men including much needed housework, grocery shopping, and a full on frontal attack on the mountain of laundry they had let accumulate the past couple of weeks. If anyone had asked Jack three months ago if his idea of a good time was to scrub his kitchen counters and meander around a grocery store he would have told them they were nuts. But a lot can change in three months and something that was lost can be found again wrapped in blue robes half a galaxy away. And Jack would happily spend all of the rest of his life's weekends scrubbing his counters and doing laundry as long as Daniel was with him.

But that was the kicker. Daniel wasn't with him. Oh sure they lived together, he had deftly moved a homeless Daniel into his house following his return to Earth and they had hashed out a calm home life that suited them both. But they weren't together, not like Jack wanted to be.

When Daniel had ascended Jack had finally allowed himself to examine his feelings for Daniel and it wasn't easy to do. It wasn't easy to do having some forty-odd years behind him of being strictly heterosexual. And it certainly wasn't easy to do because Daniel was gone. And though he decided to be honest with Daniel when he returned, Daniel's Swiss cheese memory kept Jack from telling Daniel about his personal epiphany. It would have felt like he was taking advantage of the situation. So he kept it all to himself. But truth be told, Jack was happy. Daniel was home fully in body and spirit, and his mind was not far behind.

Jack turned to grab a paper towel and found the roll empty. With the toe of his shoe he managed to open the lower cabinet where the spare rolls were kept and came up empty again. With a frown he walked towards the basement door with his breadcrumb crusted hands held up like a surgeon fresh from scrubbing up. He stuck his head in the open basement door and said without thinking, "Baby, can you grab some paper towels on your way up? We're all out up here."

There was an odd moment of quiet from the basement before Jack finally heard Daniel clear his throat a little and reply, "Sure. I'll ah... bring some up."

"Cool. Chicken is ready to go."

Jack headed back to the kitchen and it wasn't until he got there that he realized in horror what he had actually just said to Daniel. With a sigh he dropped his chin and shook his head. All he could hope was that Daniel hadn't caught it.

A minute later Daniel came upstairs with a couple rolls of paper towels balanced on top of a basket of clean laundry. As Daniel slipped one on the holder and tucked the other under the cupboard, Jack saw no sign that Daniel had caught his slip.

Actually there was no sign all through dinner and no sign as they watched a movie in the living room after dinner.

There was no sign until they had both turned in for the night. Jack had just climbed into bed and turned off the light when there was a light knock on his bedroom door. At Jack's acknowledgment Daniel opened the door and entered the room. Without waiting for further invitation he sat down on the edge of the bed next to Jack.

tbc...

The light from the hallway let Jack see Daniel's face and he could see the question burning in his eyes. Jack was prepared for the questions. Questions he could handle. But the normally verbose Daniel took another route. His hand gently came to rest on the side of Jack's face, his thumb lightly stroking Jack's cheek.

Jack didn't move, didn't make a sound, and he forgot to breathe. And he was sure that his heart skipped more than a few beats when Daniel dipped his head and softly pressed his lips to Jack's. It was a gentle exploration. And it was over all too soon as Daniel pulled back.

"You never called me that before."

Jack registered that Daniel had stated that rather than asked and was looking for confirmation, a subtle tool he had been using as his memory returned. Jack shook his head lightly.

Daniel's thumb found its way to feather a caress over Jack's lips as he formed his response. "But you wanted to."

Jack nodded slowly.

Daniel nodded in return and leaned in for another kiss, this one deeper and more assertive and Jack couldn't stop the mewing sound he made as Daniel pulled back again.

"We've never kissed before."

Another shake of Jack's head confirmed that for him.

A wide, genuine smile grew on Daniel's face and he chuckled before saying, "Ever since you called me "baby" I've been wracking my brain thinking I wasn't remembering something important. But we never..."

Jack made his mouth work and said, "No. While you were gone I kinda sorted out a lot of stuff in my own head. I've wanted to say something since you got back but it never seemed to be the right time."

It was Daniel's turn to nod. And before Jack could offer up explanations about not wanting to take advantage of Daniel's holey memory, Daniel's mouth found his again. And gone were all signs of gentle exploration as the pent up passion between them broke loose.

When Jack woke a couple of hours later sprawled on top of a dead to the world Daniel he took a moment to take in how restful Daniel looked still illuminated by the hall light that they had neglected to turn off earlier. His movement or the absence of Jack's weight must have disturbed Daniel a little as Daniel shifted around and adjusted the blankets without really waking. As Jack settled back down himself, he was surprised when Daniel's voice broke the silence of the room. "Hon, can you get that light?"

the end.

Lovely!

Thanks! There's just never enough J/D domestic fluff ^.^

Nope. Never is.

Ooooo me loves this one!!!.....thank you very much

I bet Jack was shitting bricks after that little "faux pas"....*snortle*...

Deeds xx

Glad you enjoyed it. It was definitely an "oh shit" moment for Jack. But just imagine poor Daniel's face down in the basement, I'm thinking it was totally a "WTF?" moment for him! ^.^

OH, wonderful! Jack slips, Daniel asks, sex happens... and then that last line just caps it all PERFECTLY.

Thank you! :-)

This was a fun, sort of carefree prompt to write - thanks so much for hosting it! My muse has been MIA lately and this was just the little nudge I needed to get back in the swing of things!

I'm glad you enjoyed it!!

I like how you worked this into a ep tag for Fallen/Homecoming! Wonderful domestic tone to this.

I am such a sucker for Ascension/Return fics ^_^ I'm glad you enjoyed it!!

Oh.
The subtle questions/statements, the nods, the kisses.
This was delicious. And that last line - bwahaha, diffusing the tension (theirs *and* ours) perfectly!
Thank you.

They are SUCH an old married couple (even if they didn't know it!) *VBG* I'm glad you enjoyed it!!

Hit me right in the domesticity kink! I love that Daniel doesn't respond right away b/c he thinks there's something he forgot. It's so Daniel.

I have this mental image of Daniel standing down there in the basement in the middle of folding boxer shorts and just blinking trying to wrap his head around what Jack said lol... I'm glad you enjoyed it!!

//grinning from ear to ear//

Glad you enjoyed it! :)

This was written with such tenderness and delicacy, though you had me really worried that it would really be a Jack's happy Daniel's alive and that's enough for him type of story. So I was thrilled that you made Jack blurt out the "baby". The kissing was something to cherish.

And the last line made me laugh. Out loud. In the middle of the night!

I'm glad you enjoyed it! I wanted to make it sort of tentative and gentle as they worked it through. And the last line just had to be done! ^.^

Oh that was by for so perfect for the two of them. I am in awe and there would be fangirl squealing if I wasn't in a school library...

Thanks! I'm glad you liked it! The boys are fun to play with and this particular prompt was just awesome!!

Love it all -- the domesticity, the slip, the reactions, the way it works out, and the last line. ♥

I love domestic Jack/Daniel (and ain't that a weird kink to have lol). This was a fun prompt and I'm glad you enjoyed it!!

Ah, home, sweet home. This was lovely. As much as they enjoy traipsing through the galaxy, I sometimes think that this is all they want for their reward; a little peace, and to be home with each other.

And I loved Daniel being like a gift wrapped in robes for Jack. :)

I've always felt when watching those bits of canon "Jack at home" that he's a real homebody.

I'm glad you enjoyed it- this was such a fun prompt-a-thon to write for! ^.^

This makes me happy. Simply sitting-here-grinning happy.

Don't really want to pick apart why, just yet, but I do want to say: thank you!

Adorable story, thank you.

Aw, that was sweet and fluffy with a hint of angst. I enjoyed picturing Daniel, head deep in the dryer, freezing with a 'WTF?'. Well done.

aww, that's very sweet

"C'mere, baby. I've missed you like you wouldn't believe. I hate going offworld without you. I miss holding you, missed having you at my side when I sleep."

"Major Carter, should we not turn our radios off?"

"After what happened last time? Daniel missed the last three missions! We just got him back. Not a chance. When the team's separated, they stay on. You heard the colonel's order, too."

"It's been impossible to get any alone time with you for this."

"It appears that Daniel Jackson has not obeyed O'Neill's order."

That's my baby. Come to Papa."

"Did he just say 'Papa'? No! Don't answer that. Uh, no, Daniel hasn't got his radio on, but . . . Daniel's, you know, right there, with the colonel."

"I'm so glad you're back. You look so good. Now I'm going to make you feel good, too."

"Indeed."

"This is gonna be great. Look what I brought. Yeah, thought you'd like that. I'm gonna do you like never before."

"So, Teal'c . . . uh, nice campfire you've got going there."

"I'm going to slick you up so good, baby."

"Perhaps, Major Carter, you should advise O'Neill regarding his radio status."

"Ooh. Right there. That's the spot. I know, I gotta take better care of you; do this in the field more often."

"That's a good idea, Teal'c. You do that. Please. Please do that. What if I make it an order?"

"Look at you. All spread out like that. So beautiful, baby. And all for me."

"I believe it is your duty, Major Carter."

"Hey, guys. Dinner ready?"

"D-Daniel? What are you doing here?"

"Um, asking about dinner?"

"Are you okay? You look a little flushed."

"I'm fine. Why do you look so surprised that I'm here?"

"Major Carter and I were under the impression you were with Colonel O'Neill."

"Ah, um, I was, uh, at the latrine, actually."

"Oh. Then who's in your tent with the colonel?"

"Why do you think anyone's in there with him?"

"We were following O'Neill's orders, Daniel Jackson, leaving our radios on at all times."

"Oh. Well, you know, I was at the latrine, I thought it best to, um, turn mine off."

"The colonel seems to have turned his off, now, too . . . but if it wasn't you, then who's the colonel been talking to?"

"What did he say?"

"Well, uh, I really couldn't make out any of it. You know, radio static . . . and he was sort of talking quiet--"

"O'Neill was whispering softly and speaking with terms of endearment."

"He was, was he?"

"He said, 'Come to, Papa, baby."

"That is incorrect. O'Neill said, 'That's my baby. Come to Papa.'"

"Oh, that! Heh. It's his, um, his P-90. Yeah, his P-90. I, uh, I remember now. It, uh-- He told me it jammed a few of planets ago -- the one where I got injured -- and he had to leave it, you know, leave it on base to-to have it . . . repaired. Fixed. That's what it was. Yeah. In fact, he just got it back in time for this mission. Oh, and he's got some new . . . new . . . what do you call it . . ? Gun oil! That's it. He's all excited about it and he wanted to try it out to keep it -- the jamming thing -- from happening again."

"Oh, well. That makes so much sense! You wouldn't believe what it was we thought we heard."

"Indeed."

"Yeah. I probably would. So, uh, when's dinner?"

"Sorry, Daniel; we were kind of distracted. About half an hour or so?"

"That's fine. I'll let Jack know so he can finish-- Damn. I left my journal at the latrine. Okay, see you guys in thirty."

"Okay, Daniel."

"I will assist Major Carter."

"I can't believe we jumped to such a ridiculous conclusion."

"It is understandable. However, I was unaware of O'Neill having any difficulty with his weapon on that, or any other, mission."

"That's not like him. But it wasn't in his mission report, either."

"He also made no mention of a weapons mishap at any briefing."

"Right. And I'll just bet Daniel's headed right back to get his journal. . . ."

"Perhaps we should begin the meal preparation."

"Yeah. At least he's turned off his radio."

"Indeed."

~~

"Jack?"

"Hey, Daniel. Where ya been?"

"Latrine; getting my ass ready for you. I've been waiting weeks for this, Jack. I'm so horny I can barely string two words together."

"Yeah, Daniel. That's my baby. Come to Papa."

"And Jack?"

"Hmm?"

"Put the gun away, first."

ROTFLMAO!!!!!

Works for me! :D

*squeals and pounces on you*

Oh, Jack. LOL

His two great loves. *g*

Welcome to the madness!

*squee*

I almost didn't do the 'thon, but I'm happy I did. And I'm delighted you both chose to put it on!

He does love his babies. ;-) Glad you liked!

LOL!! Jack/Gun fic. LOVE it! And Daniel was actually off getting himself ready the whole time - even better. :D

Yep. Jack's only lasting relationship. :D Thanks, glad you enjoyed!

laughing...too..hard..to..breathe.
This was GREAT

Heh. Thanks so much! I love hearing that. Well, the laughing part, anyway. ;-)

lilyleia78 is currently laughing too hard to properly respond. ♥

Yay! That's plenty good for me!

I laughed so hard I swallowed my damn cough drop! TOO funny! I have this mental image of Jack sitting there all Gollum-like as he strokes his gun.

Just awesome!

Sorry about that! But I'm still delighted you got a laugh out of it. I don't think you're far off with that image; he's always stroking his . . . gun. ;-)

Thank you!

LMAO!

Good one!

Yay! Thank you!

BWAHAHA!!!!!
No, really.
::giggles::
Especially the last line.
And Daniel's stuttered coverup explanation.
And ... and ... everything.

Yay! I'm delighted you enjoyed this! Thanks so much.

Bwahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!......brilliant stuff!!!

Deeds xx

Much yay! Thanks, Deeds!

Squeee!
I love it (and you).
You rock at commentfic (how could ever have thought you didn't?)
*squishy hugs*

♥ I stress too much about commentfic. I never really know if it's going to work until it's out there, especially if it's twisty, or (hopefully) funny, or any and everything else. :)

*smish*

lol, enjoyed the overhearings and the twists :-)

I'm thrilled you enjoyed; they're such fun to play with. :) Thank you!

That was deliciously wicked and twisty :-)

Woo hoo! I love hearing that. Thank you!

I'm going to agree with what

tejas said.

Pretty much says it all, doesn't it. ;-)

I got no complaints. ;-)

Jeeeezus, that coffee so doesn't belong to the screen ;)

That's the best coffee/screen I've ever read! :D Glad that worked for ya!

BWAHAHAHAHAHA
*wipes tears of laughter from my eyes*
OMG, that was great. I especially loved this **
"Perhaps, Major Carter, you should advise O'Neill regarding his radio status."

"Ooh. Right there. That's the spot. I know, I gotta take better care of you; do this in the field more often."

"That's a good idea, Teal'c. You do that. Please. Please do that. What if I make it an order?"***

*still grinning* Sam must have....wet....herself. Hee.

Jude

Yay! I love hearing what worked for you. Thank you!

*snorfle*

Good Job!

:D Thanks!

LOL :-P

Mission accomplished! :p

*lol* It is what we are thinking - and it is not quite what we are thinking. Very well done. I love the double entendres! *g*

That's just what I was hoping for! I think. ;-) Thank you!

Jack pressed down on the wound. “Stay with me, Daniel,” he ordered firmly.

“’m here,” Daniel responded. But it was a half-truth at best. His eyes were glazed and unfocused, his skin pallid and clammy, his shirt soaked with blood.

Sam tore open a new dressing with her teeth.

“No going glowy. Right here. You got that?”

“Yesss.” Daniel’s fingers scrabbled weakly at Jack’s knee.

“Teal’c will be back with help before you know it. Just hang tight.” Jack lifted his hands and Sam replaced the dressing. Jack reapplied pressure. “If we had our radios, he’d be telling us right now that he’s only a minute out. I’m tellin’ you, Daniel. Daniel?”

“Here. Here. Jaaack.” Daniel’s eyes rolled back in their sockets.

“Don’t you dare! Daniel? Daniel!”

Sam put her fingers to Daniel’s wrist and bent to put her ear by his lips, blocking out Jack’s harsh breathing. “I think he’s just passed out, sir. But his pulse is really weak.”

Jack’s eyes were fixed on Daniel. “Don’t tell me he’s dying, because I don’t want to hear it.” His face didn’t have much more color than Daniel’s, and his voice shook.

Sam stared at him helplessly.

“Daniel.”

“I hear something!” Sam rose and turned towards the sound.

“Don’t leave me, baby. Please.”

Tears starting down her face, Sam shouted frantically, “Over here!”

Don’t let it kill you, baby, don’t let it get to you
I’ll be your bleedin’ heart, I’ll be your cryin’ fool

The Waiting is the Hardest Part, by Tom Petty, 1981

You. Whumped. Daniel.

Not nice- but a wonderful angsty scene none the less.

I knew there was room for some angst in the prompt. And I found it!

Oh, yeah. Very nice. :-)

So many things to do with this prompt. This has been tickling the back of my brain for a few days.

I'm glad it finally found it's way into the bit bucket. :-)

//cries with Sam//

*pets you* Help is just seconds away. It's Janet! Everything's gonna be okay.

Ouch! Daniel don't die!

Daniel has his orders. He wouldn't dare. It'll be okay.

Whoa.

*stresses with jack*

Yeah, I think maybe Daniel will recover from this more quickly than Jack. But the next time Jack calls him 'baby' they'll both be smiling, I promise. :-)

::puts hands on hips::
No glowy.
No dead.
Just ... no.

Please.
I'll just be here in my corner, handwaving stuff away, making sure Daniel stays alive.

You're obviously doing a fine job, because Janet says Daniel's going to be just fine, post-surgery and -blood transfusion. She is however threatening to sedate Jack if he doesn't go away and get some sleep!

*sniffs*.....sad, but beautiful....*wills Daniel to hang on*...

Deeds xx

Daniel's not going anywhere. For once. ;-)

yes. like that. *meep*

*meeps with you even though there will be a trademark Happy Ending to the angst-wallow*

Oh ow!! Hurts! :(

Very well written.

I know! The fact that it hurts me lets me know that I did it right. Because I knew all along that help was on the way, and I know that Daniel's going to survive. But still.... *winces*

Some things are as hard to write as they are to read. When I wrote the short story of young Daniel coming to grips with his parents' deaths it took forever to write because I could only get a few sentences out before I was too upset to continue!

This is an excellent ficlet - packs quite a punch in so few words. Very glad to know that Daniel will be okay. He HAS to be. ::sniffles again::

I LOVE YOU! you whumped danny ! and I LOVE IT! MOOOORE!

I whumped him so good that Jack and even Sam got whumped, too. *eg*

My love for you grows ever deeper, baby.
You done whumped him and made Jack angst.
Yeah.

Not that you like angst, or anything. *g*

And I made Sam cry, and you know that Teal'c raced to the 'gate for help, heart pounding. Even Junior's upset.

This is something I didn't imagine coming from this prompt, but I'm glad it did.

Everyone's emotions are so palpable; it makes me ache, and I love it!

I knew from the start that I would explore the darker side of the prompt, but I wasn't expecting Sam. It's her witnessing the moment, along with the reader, and then us witnessing her reaction... I think the achiness quadrupled.

This situation in particular is one in which I've always totally believed that Jack would call Daniel 'baby.' I'm so glad you wrote it!

I also like the way that the promptathon context lets you end it right where you do, right after the climactic 'baby' line, at that spiking moment of either rescue arriving or Carter being totally wrong about what she thought she heard.

It certainly does end on a note of high drama. It would be a great point in a play for the curtain to come down on the Act, hopefully leaving the audience buzzing and humming with tension.

So glad you liked it!

Just rip my heart right out of my chest! ::sobs::

Love it though.

There's a happy ending, honest. *pets you*

Gah.

...No coherence. brb with box of tissues even though Daniel is going to be fine, you hear. :/

Yes, yes, he'll be fine. He will. *flails anyway*

I love that Jack said it in front of Carter.

So cool how many ways the "baby" endearment can go. ♥

Carter was the last thing on poor Jack's mind. *pets him*

We have yet to see any baby!darkfic, but I wouldn't be at all surprised... I could see Absolute Power Daniel calling Jack "baby". *shivers*

You *are* evil.

I'm not gonna do it.

So there. :-)

You know you wanna....

WARNING: Sad, angst, character death implied but not stated, by any means.

Faith Comes From Hearing
by Jude

When he surfaced from the anonymous black headspace he'd been in, his hearing was the first sense he regained.

"Baby, baby..." Just a whisper, floating on his returning consciousness, and even in his addled state, he could hear the yearning in those words.

"Wake up, please wake up." A sniff, followed by a muttered low curse and a loud honk as whoever it was unceremoniously blew their nose.

The voice came back after another sniff and a soft, almost gentle clearing of the throat. "Baby, I need you, don't you know that?" A pause. "It's been too long. They said to talk to you, but I don't know what to say, except... I love you. I swear to god, I'll tell you all about it, I'll do anything, if you'll just wake up and look at me. C'mon, baby... open up those beautiful peepers and look at me."

A rustling of bedsheets as the whisper turned into a masculine voice. "Doc..."

"Any reaction, Colonel? Has he moved or shown that he knew you were here?" A woman's voice this time.

"No." A world of sadness. "No."

A few moments of silence. "Doc, what am I gonna do... I mean, what is SG-1 gonna do.... if he..." The sniffing was back.

The next low voice clearly belonged to the doctor. "I know, I know. But don't give up, just keep on talking, okay?" The sound of her footsteps followed her away.

The man's voice was directly in his ear now, gentle but commanding. "You wake up and look at me right this goddamned minute, do you hear me?" The sniffing and nose-blowing was back, and so was the whispering. "I love you, Daniel Jackson, and I need to tell you so. Please don't leave me. I need you, baby."

Before he could try to speak or move, the blackness swallowed Daniel's consciousness once again.

NOOOO!! He wakes up in a day or two! Daniel doesn't die and that's *final*!

*sniff*

Nope, he doesn't die, not in my universe. 'Course, I wrote the thing, so... everyone's free to write their own happy ending, or wallow in the angst if they want, lol. Me, I love angst and a good cry...
Jude

He wakes up! He absolutely does!

::whimpers::

right?

Right, absolutely. I mean, I thought so, when I wrote it.... 'course you never know. Ahem.
Jude

Okay, okay. *breathes deeply and calmly*

Daniel's apparently been in a coma, and it takes time to wake up from one of those. Next time he might even open his eyes. This is the just the beginning of the road back...

*WAILS*

Definitely on the road back... I mean, don't you think so? I do. Has to be. *hands you a tissue*

A world of sadness.

Well, really! Ow.

And we know Daniel survives because, who wouldn't after Jack says all that? :)

I like the repetition of the 'baby.' Rings true to what people say when they're desperately urging and coaxing, and makes Jack sound all the more desperate.

*sniffs*.......Daniel has to come back to his Jack.....

Deeds xx

...and then he woke back up, planted a big sloppy kiss on Jack and took him home for some life affirming sex.

Right? Please?

lol! thanks ::sniffle:: I needed that ;)

wow.
::sniffles::

when Jack gives an order, you'd better listen there, Daniel!
Seriously, the commanding and the whispering and the "baby"s - just so honest and...and...::more sniffles::

I honestly don't know where these angsty things come from... I know this little drabble thing implied that Daniel maybe shuffled off this mortal coil, but that wasn't my intention, so you can rest easy... next time he wakes up, he'll be able to feel Jack holding his hand, too. He rarely does anything Jack asks him to do in canon, but this is fic, and this time, he will! Thanks for the nice FB.

But

but

but

NOOOOOOOO!

Wake him up! Wake him up now!

//cries//

This broke me. It is only due to raqs' contribution to this list that I am even willing to go on.

That said, this is frelling awesome in a No! No! No! It CAN'T BE! kind of way.

Write more. I can adjust to being broken.

Off-world sex in a tent presented its own unique problems, Daniel decided.
First there was the lack of a nice, absorbs-all-jolts mattress; two bedrolls and sleeping bags did not a comfortable bed make, although it was one step up from the hard dirt of that fuck-for-we-might-die-tomorrow cave on P4X-119.

Then there was the lack of sound-proofing. This was the greatest problem of all where Daniel was concerned.

Jack – master of stealth even when the gods of climax were being praised – could be silent when he had to be. Biting the back of Daniel’s neck, mouthing his hair or, if Daniel was driving, shoving his face in a pillow usually helped.

Daniel, on the other hand, was loud. Always had been.

When he discovered the joy of jerking off as a boy, he also discovered the joy of giving voice to his pleasure. He made sex dates with himself when his foster parents went out. He thinks he may have scared next door’s dog, Buster, more than once. Buster didn’t like howling.

But what the hell was the point of sex if you couldn’t let rip with the occasional expletive, moan or groan?

Early on in their relationship, Daniel learned that sometimes it turned Jack on to be silent.

It turned Daniel on to know Jack was being silent. Because Jack was sexy as fuck when he was being silent. Tonight, Jack was being sexy as fuck.

Sam was asleep, due to take fourth watch. Teal’c was taking first, sitting maybe ten feet away from their two-man pup.

Daniel hoped Teal’c was indulging in some sneaky kel-no-reeming, because he really didn’t want to explain the half-stifled sounds he was trying not to make.

Daniel, desperate for Jack to fuck him after being on secondment with SG-11 for too long, had wheedled, begged and eventually resorted to palming Jack’s hard dick through his BDUs to get what he wanted.

So Jack was fucking him (after some bitching about kneeling on inadequately supportive bedding) very much against his better judgement but unable to deny Daniel anything.

They kept on their black Ts, but that was all. Jack was stroking deep into Daniel, holding Daniel to him with one arm around his waist and the other around his chest.
He was grinding and holding … holding, then pulling out just a little and pushing and holding again.

Daniel wanted to scream. Knowing that he couldn’t made him want to do it more.

It was perfect fucking.
It was fucking perfect.
Taking him to the edge and holding him there.

A ragged moan escaped Daniel lips and Jack whispered a soft “Shhh” in his ear, kissing his neck for good measure and then placing his hand over Daniel’s mouth.
And fuck didn’t that just add a whole other layer of the forbidden to it all.
Whispering, letting the breathy words escape between Jack’s fingers, Daniel gave in to his need to make some kind of noise, any kind of noise. “Fuck me, fuck me, god, you’re so fucking hot. Hard, Jaa… want you so fucking much. Harder.” Muted, stifled, indecipherable pleas fought their way out of him.

Jack tightened his hand on Daniel’s mouth, producing a muffled high-pitched moan from Daniel, who pushed back hard onto Jack’s dick and fumbled a hand back to hold on to his ass.

Daniel felt Jack’s body tense, knew he was close; knew that they were both going to come and it was probably going be together.

He wrenched his head to the side, twisted slightly, dislodging Jack’s hand, eager for a hard, devouring kiss. He wanted Jack to swallow his cries, take every ounce of his love into him.

“Please,” Daniel moaned into Jack’s mouth, kissing and kissing.
It went on and on.

Then, without warning, Jack stopped moving and held himself to complete stillness. Daniel responded in kind.

In an almost absurd moment of clarity, Daniel realized they were kneeling in the dark in a tent on a planet whose designation they wouldn’t remember beyond the mission report write up, suspended in that split second between not-coming and coming. He was startlingly aware of the shaft of pale moonlight through a gap in the tent flap; the rustle of trees in the forest; the scent of midnight-dewed grass.

And Jack’s mouth, that had been delving Daniel’s so fiercely only moments before, went soft and lax and his lips moved unbearably tenderly against Daniel’s as he whispered, “Oh, Daniel, baby.”

And coming had never felt so good.

Oh, *baby*!

I'll be in my bunk.

If it's a nice comfy bunk Jack and Daniel could well get right in there with you. :-)

*thud*

Guh! ::passes out::

*gets out the smelling salts to revive*

Guh.............*thud*.........

I'll be back to pick up my tongue later then.....

Stunning as always hon!!...

Deeds xx

Oh *that's* what's lying on the floor over there. *g*

They are So Hot Together. Oh, baby, are they ever hot! Yum.

Sizzling, baby. :-))

Guh.

That makes me happy. :-)

Great detail right down to the inadequate padding for vigorous activity. :)

Jack's knees haven't recovered yet. *g*

this is just drop dead gorgeous. god. am reccing. thank you.

*giant and appreciative hug*

That ending melted me. Guh.

That's good to hear. Thank you. :-)

oh. ::blink:: my.
Those 3 lines there. just...right. Yeah, *perfect*.

I thought it was cold this morning? hah-what cold? ::fans::

Oh heck ... am I contributing to global warming. *g*
Glad this hit the spot. :-)

*Is a big pile of guh!*

OMFG, you win the perfect icon for this commentfic award!
I actually had a line in the fic about Jack's BDU pants pooling around his ankles but it got lost in the final edit. Hee.
Glad to hear of the guh. :-))

Hnnnnnnnnnng!

That makes me smile. :-))

Sweet. Jesus.

*fans self*

Freaking AWESOME, as always.

Glad you liked. *g*

you kill me with these. kill me so good.

Excellent!

And ~~coming~~ reading had never felt so good.

Yeah, baby. ;-)

*grins gleefully*

... suspended in that split second between not-coming and coming. He was startlingly aware of the shaft of pale moonlight through a gap in the tent flap; the rustle of trees in the forest; the scent of midnight-dewed grass.

::is breathless from the beauty::

OTOH, you also had to throw in the giddy, what with Daniel hoped Teal’c was indulging in some sneaky kel-no-reeming and the bit about scaring the neighbours' dog.

Delightful!

Lovely, thoughtful comments, thank you so much. :-))

Hot, hot, hot. Hottest damn thing I've read in simply ages. OMG, tent sex... love it. Mmmm, lucky Daniel, lucky Jack, lucky me. THUD

Lots of luck all round. Yay!
Thanks for commenting. :-)

What a wonderful scene! And I love that Jack's hand on Daniel's mouth adds to his pleasure.

They know each other so well, even when they don't realise it. :-)

::fans::

That's good to hear. :-)

*pants*

=D

Yay!

I found this a while ago and it's the Jack/Daniel fic I go back to when I had a crappy day or have any other reason to need cheering up.
The beauty. The details. The hotness! \(^_^)/ *sighs*

Wow, that is such a huge compliment, thank you. :-))
At the end of a long, crappy work day, that has truly made my day.
Thanks for letting me know.
Yay!

When Jack got back from the bathroom, the cold winter light was just trickling through the blinds, showing Daniel well to his night-time eyes. Daniel looked silver-grey in the moonlight, his skin smooth and his shoulder a sharp and soft angle at the same time.

Daniel rolled over as Jack's hip rested on the bed, his hand reaching out in a gesture automatic and yet full of intention. The hand would look, Jack knew, until it found him, or Daniel's eyes would open, some internal alarm setting him awake and off to look for Jack if the hand could not find him.

Jack's hand slid around the outside of Daniel's, and his spine settled back into the mattress. He was a little afraid Daniel would wake more, but he couldn't resist levering his own shoulder under Daniel's head, feeling the late-night stubble of Daniel's jaw gently stabbing his skin, and the corner of Daniel's mouth against him too. Daniel came easily into his arms, fit against him, again automatically, the ease of a long repeated action. Jack's arm settled solidly around his shoulders.

Daniel's impossibly long eyelashes swept open and the eyes, dark and bleary in the night, searched too.

"Go back to sleep, baby," Jack whispered into the edge of his hair, his mouth against warm skin, and Daniel subsided on a silent sigh, breathing into Jack's chest, sleeping.

*sigh*

I do so love Old Married Folks fic. :-)

oh me too!

Ooooh such a sweet ficlet, full of comfort, warmth and love.

thank you! :-)

*is transported on a cloud of delight to her Happy Place*

That is just a beautifully painted picture.

Thank you so much for contributing!

*pets woobie daniel*

thank you, and thank you for HOSTING!

stubble kink - check
snuggle kink - check
baby kink - check

Fabulous hat trick, baby! :)

for my next trick - pulling a rabbit out of a general!

or maybe not.

thanks!

Mmmmm.

Just right for a cold winter's night.
And I particularly enjoyed the casual inventory of body parts reacting and intersecting.

it's kind of a ... whatever that love poem from the renaissance was that catalogued the lover's body parts. yeah. one o' them things.

thank you!!

Gawjuss!!!....*sighs happily*......

Deeds xx

thankee! i like them toooooo!

Oh. So beautiful.
Thank you. :-)

thank YOU!

the way jack moves and touches him is so protective, so careful. i love that.

thank you.

*I* have a kink for Protective Jack, so. :-) Thank you!

This is beautiful and so full of tenderness.
The hand would look, Jack knew, until it found him, or Daniel's eyes would open Perfect!

Thank you! It's old & married - like your lovely icon! :-)

::loveslovesloves::

i wish i had the time to write more of it! you can't write pr0n with kids hanging around. :-( at least *I* can't.

thank you, dear!

This so does not need porn. Not that I ever object to porn from you -- more cause for celebration. But this is perfect just as is. ::morelove::

This is better than a security blanket.

thanks!

aw, thanks! I wanted it to be warm & cuddly. :-)

So peaceful and beautiful.

Oh, whimper.
This is beautiful and made entirely of gorgeous.

Moscow’s a smoking crater.

Daniel’s… not my Daniel. Not even close. World dictator? Seems to be the next likely step. He’ll have protected himself; he undoubtedly has the knowledge, the power base. And I think it’s what he wants. That’s the part that’s so hard to wrap my head around.

I’ve held this man in my arms when he was low, and he’s held me when he was happy. And sometimes we’ve held each other for no good reason.

We’ve made love.

I used to call him ‘Baby’ just to see him blush.

I should’ve turned the gun on myself.

Baby did a bad bad thing
feel like crying, feel like crying.

Baby Did a Bad, Bad Thing, by Chris Isaak, 1995

(This isn't quite what came up in the comments to 'the waiting is the hardest part', so somebody else can still write that.

You did it! You did it!

Sid did a bad, bad thing, and I liked it!

Sid's good at doing bad things.

She should do them more often. ;-)

*checks New Year's resolutions*

Yep, it's on there! :-D

YAYS!

That's what all the guys say, too! :p

yeah, she doesn't share that, either.

:-P

:-)

*bows evilly*

I didn't do Absolute!Daniel calling Jack 'Baby', however. Perhaps that's too twisted even for me?

OTOH, the 'thon runs until Monday....

;-)

Ah, c'mon, you mean you can't get Absolute!Daniel to string Jack up (naked, of course), flog him a bit and then stroke him all the while telling him how good it's going to be once Jack accepts his new position as sex slave and have him call Jack baby a time or six?

Sid, Sid, Sid, I'm surprised at you.

*shakes head in disappointment*

Well, see, usually when I have Daniel do that to Jack, Jack gets all happy and stuff. Hmm.

Of course this would all be a dream, courtesy of Shifu.... no actual Jacks would be harmed in the process. Hmm.

Well, yeah, but this is not only an AU, but a dream *and* an AU.

I'll wait.

Right here.

On my knees.

At your feet.

Jack said.

;-)

LOL!

*pets Jack*

Waahhhhh! Make it right, make it right ... (this is very good, though!)
:: looks like we're well on the way to breaking your journal, if not the internez. Nearly 700 comments as I write this. Go Da Fandom, baby!)

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You mean like this (http://sidlj.livejournal.com/145344.html?view=2713024#t2713024)?

(Poor Jack, it must be hard to see your lover turn into a monster.)

Eeeee!

Like that, YES!

Oooh haunting last line!

Jack would really rather not have had to witness what Daniel did. But I still think the last line's a bit of hyperbole on his part. Except, he really doesn't know what the future holds...

Things could get a whole lot worse. :-(

//snuggles Jack//

What?

No.

No Daniel, I wasn't snuggling *your* Jack.

Pleasedon'tkillme.

It was nice knowing you. *backs away before Daniel takes notice*

*shivers*....j'adore Evil Daniel ....*blushes*...

Deeds xx

I never would have guessed from your icon! :-D

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