'Future Perfect', sequel to 'Someday', rated PG-13

For juliabk and green_grrl , who requested fifteen years after/Jack's retirement after Someday (rated R, contains a non-graphic rape).

And ladies, you get 340 words!  :-)

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Daniel sighed and put down his tray. “It’s going to look a lot worse tomorrow. That’s just the nature of the beast.”

 

Jack smiled. “Yeah, the mess doesn’t look so bad in the afterglow of a successful party, does it?” He moved towards Daniel, limping a little from having spent more time on his feet than usual.

 

Daniel turned shining eyes to him. “Everybody came. Did you realize that? Everybody we invited came!”

 

Jack’s lips quirked. “They weren’t all thrilled to be here.”

 

“No, but they came. And they behaved themselves. They really tried.”

 

“Senator Bennett must have been cringing inside the whole time,” Jack laughed.

 

“No! You’re wrong about that. I talked to him for nearly fifteen minutes. He turns out to be an Egyptology buff!”

 

Jack placed his hands on Daniel’s hips and pulled him closer. “Okay, so there were fifteen minutes that he wasn’t cringing.”

 

“This country has really changed,” Daniel said, stroking the lapel of Jack’s suit.

 

Jack captured his hand and gave it a squeeze. “You’ve changed more than one mind in D.C., Dr. Jackson. You’ve been working this town like an old pro ever since you came here three years ago.”

 

Daniel looked doubtful. “I think it was finding out about the Ori and the Goa’uld and the Replicators that changed minds. Changed priorities.”

 

Jack planted a kiss on the corner of Daniel’s mouth. “Changed laws.”

 

“We didn’t have to wait for you to retire after all,” Daniel said, sliding one hand through Jack’s silver hair.

 

“And that’s a good thing,” Jack murmured, nuzzling Daniel’s neck. “Because I wouldn’t have wanted anyone to throw my retirement party but my husband.”

 

“If you’d care to come upstairs with your husband, I have it on good authority that he’s been wanting to ravish you all evening.”

 

Jack raised his head. His eyes gleamed. “Race ya.”

 

THE END

"Hotshot", McShep, NC-17

Written for the January challenge at the kinkofthemonth . John is flirting, and Rodney's had enough.  760 chilly words. ;-)

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