Commitment

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Jack and Daniel take their relationship to a whole new level.

NC-17 BDSM Stargate SG-1 slash fanfic

The fourth and final story in the How It All Began series.

COMMITMENT

Once they started kissing, it seemed that they couldn’t stop. Daniel’s hands clutched at Jack’s upper body, while Jack caressed his face, shoulder and arm with a trembling hand. Eventually their two hands linked, and Jack’s trembling stopped. The pressure he was applying to Daniel’s lips gradually grew lighter.

Daniel gave out a breathy moan, as Jack finally relinquished his lips and began to plant hard little kisses all over his face and neck. In between kisses, Jack was tenderly whispering words that Daniel couldn’t quite hear, but understood perfectly. Daniel’s free hand was awkwardly angled over Jack’s shoulder. He relaxed his grip, and stroked the few inches of Jack’s sweaty back that he could reach.

Their passion so recently sated, neither man was seeking to arouse the other. It was a quiet, perfect moment.

Almost perfect.

As Jack’s mouth returned to seek his, Daniel turned his head away. “Jack.”

“Um?” Jack stretched his neck, searching for his target, frustrated at the loss of his new plaything.

“Stop,” Daniel chuckled, feeling the other man’s breath tickling his face and neck.

“Don’t wanna,” Jack stated simply, releasing Daniel’s hand and reaching up to tilt his face back towards him. When Daniel’s lips came within reach, Jack pounced on them, taking the pouty lower lip between his teeth and sucking gently. Daniel’s splutter of laughter gusted up into Jack’s nose, causing him to jerk his head away. “Hey, what’s your problem? I’m trying to kiss you here, if you don’t mind!”

“And, as romantic as all this is,” Daniel replied, the happiness on his face wiping away Jack’s irritation, “I have just one little problem.”

“What?” Jack asked apprehensively, wondering immediately about the freshness of his breath.

“Well, I’m lying in a big sticky pool of your come,” Daniel snickered.

Snickered?

Jack decided he liked the sensation, Daniel’s chest vibrating under his own. “The very essence of romance, some might say,” he pointed out haughtily. That made Daniel laugh out loud, and the vibrations were even more pleasant this time. Jack grinned with self-satisfaction. “I’ll switch places with you,” he offered generously, diving back in for a taste of his lover’s mouth.

Daniel tried to turn his head away again, but Jack held him firmly in place. He submitted to the kiss, still snuffling with laughter. He tapped Jack on the shoulder after a minute or so. Jack lifted his head a few inches and glared at him, nearly cross-eyed at this close range. “You might find it hard to switch places,” Daniel pointed out mildly, “seeing as how you’re still in bondage from the waist down.”

Jack flushed. “Oh, yeah,” he said, clearing his throat self-consciously. “I kinda lost track of that for a minute.”

Daniel gave him a swift peck on the lips and said, “Let me up.” Jack did a sort of push-up, and Daniel slid out from under him. Hands busily working at unfastening Jack’s bonds, Daniel proposed, “We should put fresh sheets on, go hop in the shower and get cleaned up, and then come back here and neck some more.” He raised his eyebrows in Jack’s direction, looking for his response.

“Any reason why we can’t neck in the shower?” Jack said, aiming for a sultry air. Daniel blinked, and Jack knew he had hit the mark.

Daniel licked suddenly dry lips. “No reason at all,” he said huskily, as he reached between Jack’s legs to remove the nearly-forgotten butt plug.

~~

For the first time, Daniel experienced the pleasure of Jack’s large hands slowly lathering his body. The passion of their kisses grew in response to the location of Jack’s slithering fingers. Their bodies slowly turned, as first one man, then the other, was placed under the warm spray descending from the showerhead. Their frequent groans of pleasure resonated in the enclosed space, as drops of water were kissed from nipples, necks, eyelashes and lips.

Jack pulled Daniel’s body tight against his own, cupping his lover’s buttocks. Daniel held Jack’s face between his hands, devouring his mouth hungrily. Their tongues performed an erotic dance. Their feet shifted inch by inch, as they slowly turned under the curtain of falling water. Their bodies swayed languidly to the rhythm of their heartbeats.

It was a very long shower.

~~

Later, warm and dry, they embraced each other underneath the bedcovers, and necked some more, murmuring contentedly. Daniel felt himself beginning to harden. He almost reached for Jack’s hand, to bring it to his fledgling erection, but decided that there was no rush. This was so nice, and Jack needed a bit more time to recuperate. He wanted them to be on the same page when they made love for the first time. Daniel glowed at the thought. He could wait.

For a little while.

~~

Jack had rolled onto his back, and pulled Daniel on top of him. One arm was wrapped tightly around Daniel’s shoulders, and his other hand cupped Daniel’s buttock possessively. He could feel Daniel’s erection growing against his thigh, and was thrilled to feel the first stirrings of life in his own cock. His pulse quickened. “Daniel,” he groaned softly.

Daniel felt Jack’s increasing arousal. A gentle pressure against his own cock, and a faster rhythm beneath his lips, which were buried against the skin at the base of Jack’s throat. Daniel slid one hand along Jack’s chest and began to rub at his nipple. He licked hard at his lover’s neck and Jack’s breathing grew a little louder. Daniel felt Jack’s fingernails running down his spine. He gasped and raised his head, staring into almost frantic brown eyes. He blinked slowly, completely captured by what he was seeing.

Jack took advantage of Daniel’s distraction to roll them both over, pressing Daniel down into the bed and holding him tightly. Words burst forth, surprising them both. “I never get to hold you like this,” Jack cried out passionately. “I never get to touch you.” His hand stroked Daniel’s face, his fingers ran through Daniel’s hair. Half-ashamed, he buried his face in Daniel’s neck. “I’ve wanted to,” he confessed, and waited anxiously for Daniel’s reaction.

Understanding dawned in Daniel’s eyes, and a sweet smile lit his face. “Jack,” he whispered, “that means so much to me.”

Jack slowly raised his head. “It’s okay?” he asked tentatively.

Daniel knew what he was asking. “We’re going to make our own rules, sweetheart. Some people might not think that love fits in with the arrangement we’ve had going, but this is us.” He surveyed Jack’s face, watching the tension draining away. He grinned happily. “I promised you way back when we were first getting started that I’d give you opportunities to express yourself outside of our normal roles, remember?”

“You said you’d let me fuck you,” Jack said in a low, tight voice, his cock twitching as he spoke the words.

“Change of plans,” Daniel told him smoothly. Jack looked surprised. Daniel smiled very slowly. “I’ll let you make love to me. It’ll be even better that way, don’t you think?” He felt Jack tremble atop him.

“Yes,” Jack choked, “yes, Danny.” He kissed his lover passionately. “That’s what I want. That’s what I’ve been wanting, without even…” He broke off, shaking his head.

“Without even putting it into words,” Daniel said, softly. “I get it. And you know what?”

“What?”

“I couldn’t begin to tell you when it happened, but that’s exactly what I’ve been doing to you for a while now. Making love.”

Jack’s face began to glow. “Sweet,” he breathed, before dipping his head to give Daniel a warm kiss.

Daniel responded by rocking his hips upwards, catching Jack by surprise. The other man’s head lifted, as his breath caught in his throat. “You’re going to need the lube,” Daniel said, voice shaking slightly.

Jack blinked at him stupidly for a few seconds, and then launched into action. He nearly jerked the nightstand drawer out onto the floor as his hand scrabbled around inside. He turned back to Daniel, waving the tube eagerly. Then he saw the slight apprehension that Daniel couldn’t completely hide. His heart thudded. “I need to slow down, don’t I?” he said.

“It’s been a really long time for me,” Daniel confirmed. “I’m not afraid, and I know I’m going to love it. But, yeah, you’re gonna need to go slow.”

So Jack shifted mental gears, and concentrated on making Daniel feel as comfortable and aroused as possible. He rubbed his back and kissed him softly. He took Daniel’s cock into his mouth and loved it with his tongue, as he slowly worked one heavily lubed finger into his body. Daniel sighed.

“That’s nice, Jack,” he said, reassuringly. His hips rocked. “Really good.” He felt a greater pressure, as Jack pushed a second finger carefully into his rectum. Daniel felt a slight discomfort, but his memory of past experiences allowed him to stay relaxed. Penetration wasn’t his thing, but when it was done right.…

Jack twisted his hand experimentally, searching for and finding Daniel’s prostate.

“Ahhh!” Daniel moaned. Jack’s clever fingers stroked the magic spot again. ….when it was done right, it was damn good. And when you loved and trusted your partner, and wanted to make him happy, there was nothing like it on earth. Or anywhere else in the galaxy. A light sweat broke out on his brow. “Jack!” he begged.

Jack lifted his head off of Daniel’s prick with a loud slurp. “Are you ready for me?” he asked, feeling dizzy. He couldn’t quite believe what they were about to do. He would be inside his Daniel’s body. He shivered with lust and tension.

“Yes,” Daniel said, squirming on the fingers that were imbedded in him. He tried to smile and failed. “Come inside me,” he offered invitingly.

Jack extracted his fingers and reached for the lube once more. He coated his cock thoroughly, enjoying the sensation. It had been a very long time since he had had any cause to masturbate. Daniel had kept him more than fulfilled. And anyway, he was forbidden to play with what was Daniel’s exclusive property. Touching himself this way brought everything that he was doing into stark relief, and he felt suddenly frightened. “Daniel?” he asked frantically.

“What?” Daniel blinked up in dazed confusion, hearing alarm in his friend’s voice.

“I don’t want things to change,” Jack blurted, not sure how to express what was racing through his mind.

Daniel thought he understood. He shook his head. “This doesn’t change things, Jack, don’t worry. This is like a time-out. We still have our arrangement, same as before.” Jack smiled tentatively. “Better than before,” Daniel emphasized. He wriggled his hips. “Come on!”

“Coming,” Jack said, relieved.

“Not yet, I hope!” Daniel snarled, grabbing at Jack’s waist as he positioned himself between his legs.

“Not yet,” Jack promised, lifting up Daniel’s legs and pushing them slowly down towards his chest. He took his cock in hand, and slid it up and down between Daniel’s buttocks, searching for the entrance to what he hoped would prove to be paradise for them both.

Daniel hooked his feet over Jack’s shoulders and waited breathlessly, feeling the first pressure of the blunt head of Jack‘s cock against his hole. He exhaled slowly and consciously relaxed his rectal muscles. Jack began to slide up into him.

Both men gasped.

Excited utterances poured from Jack’s lips. Words of love, and lust, and awe. Daniel was enraptured. He strained upwards, and Jack slipped in deeper and deeper. When he hit bottom, both men gasped again, and tears formed in Jack’s eyes as he was nearly overwhelmed by what he was feeling , both physically and emotionally.

“Move, Jack,” Daniel urged, his back arching. “Show me what you‘re feeling.”

Jack did. He rocked his hips, making Daniel’s head toss on the pillow. He pulled almost all the way out, and slid smoothly back in. He reached around Daniel’s thigh and wrapped his fist around his friend’s rigid cock. He squeezed it gently as he moved in and out, driving harder and faster as Daniel’s tight opening loosened for him.

Their eyes locked. Both men panted as they stared at each other, while Jack worshipped his Daniel’s body with his own. Jack’s hand moved now on his lover’s cock, the lube that still remained on his palm making his pumping motions smooth.

Daniel’s vision seemed to go gray around the edges, until all he could see was the passion on Jack’s face. His body was feeling nothing but pleasure and excitement. It had been a long time since he had opened himself up to anyone in this way. But it had never felt like this. Never.

Jack was magnificent.

Jack saw Daniel’s eyes glazing over, and he worked his hand harder, pulling on the other man’s cock firmly. Daniel’s breathing changed and his head arched back. And then he was coming, his warm fluid seeping down over Jack’s hand and smearing onto Daniel’s stomach. Jack felt Daniel’s body contracting around his driving cock, and he shuddered with delight. Daniel’s weak moans were delightful, too. As was the sated look that settled over his flushed face after his balls had emptied themselves fully.

Jack released Daniel’s shrinking cock and leaned his weight onto both hands, pushing Daniel’s legs closer to his chest. He finally let himself go and pounded into Daniel’s upraised ass, knowing that his own orgasm was only seconds away.

Daniel opened heavy-lidded eyes and stared up at his lover. The look on Jack’s face was indescribable. It was different than the look he usually wore as he approached climax. Jack’s eyes met his and Daniel detected a hint of smugness. Yes, Jack, I came first. Daniel smiled, and Jack grimaced in what might have been intended as a smile. A loud grunt came from him as the movement of his hips changed. His nostrils flared, his lips parted, his eyes closed. Daniel gave a soft grunt of pleased surprise as he actually felt Jack’s semen shooting deep into his body.

A small part of Jack’s brain knew that he was leaning too heavily against Daniel, but there was nothing he could do about it. More come trickled from the tip of his cock as Jack was near collapse.

Daniel struggled to breathe as Jack’s weight pressed down into him. Jack’s sweat rolled from his face and dripped onto Daniel. Both men were panting. Daniel’s heart was filled with tenderness. Unable to embrace Jack, he released his emotions verbally. “Love you,” he told him.

Jack made an effort and raised his body up. He slid out of Daniel, which brought a gasp to his lover’s lips. Daniel stiffly lowered his legs to the bed. Jack moved his body a few inches to the side, and collapsed, one leg and arm wrapped around Daniel. “Me, too,” he said. Groggily, he was aware of Daniel’s hand stroking through his hair. “Thank you,” he added.

“My pleasure,” Daniel told him, smiling at the ceiling.

~~~~

Jack woke up soon after daybreak. At some point Daniel must have turned off the light and pulled up the covers. Memories of the previous night flooded Jack’s mind with shocking vividness. He rolled over and looked at Daniel’s sleeping face. He had made love to this beautiful man last night. He had held him in his arms and kissed him. Entered his body, slowly and carefully.

Fucked him good

. Jack stretched like a cat, practically purring with contentment.

They were lovers now. After all the sex they had had, last night had been their first time together as lovers. And Daniel had given that first time to Jack.

Jack moved a little closer and stroked Daniel’s face softly. Sleepy blue eyes cracked open. Awareness and knowledge flooded them swiftly. And Daniel moved swiftly.

Next thing Jack knew, he was flat on his back, with a warm, heavy body over him and an agile tongue exploring his mouth avidly. He felt wildly happy.

Daniel lifted his head and narrowed his eyes. “You woke me up, Jack. I was in the middle of a really good dream.”

“Sorry,” Jack smirked. “I couldn’t help myself.” Daniel gave his nipple a hard pinch, and Jack squirmed, pupils dilating.

“Just for that you get a spanking,” Daniel growled.

And, just like that, Jack became even happier.

~~~~

So their arrangement continued much as before, but, as Daniel had promised, it was even better now. Daniel took back control and Jack submitted joyfully. If his arms still pulled at their bonds, longing to wrap themselves around Daniel during lovemaking, at least he got to satisfy that hunger when they cuddled together afterwards. Their kisses were frequent, and Jack didn’t hesitate to be the one to initiate contact. He had no problem identifying the appropriate and inappropriate times to do that.

He knew that, at some point, Daniel would allow him the opportunity again to be more assertive. To be on top, and in control. Until that day came, he would give himself into Daniel’s firm hands, and glory in the result. He could give the other up if he had to, but he could never give up this new way of living. Submitting to Daniel had become as natural as breathing.

And as necessary as oxygen.

~~~~

Daniel was feeling a little nervous. Mostly excited, but a little nervous.

It wasn’t that he had any doubt about what the outcome was going to be, just that he wanted to do it right. It was an important moment in both their lives.

He wanted it to be memorable.

~~

Jack was aware that Daniel was up to something. That was usually a good omen. Jack loved the new things that Daniel showed him.

He watched Daniel secretly, and let his anticipation build. This could be something big.

~~

Jack was sitting on the couch at Daniel’s apartment. He knew that the something big was about to happen.

Daniel had gone all out. He had cooked Jack dinner. Filet mignon. By candlelight, yet. Soft music wafted from the CD player’s speakers. Daniel didn’t normally do romance. Jack was the one who usually went after ambience. He had spent more on candles in the past month than he had in the five years previous. Daniel had looked surprised the first time, but he accepted Jack’s little romantic touches without comment.

Daniel walked into the living room, and Jack stared at the tissue paper-wrapped package that he was carrying. Daniel sank down onto the couch next to him, and put the package down on Jack’s knee. Jack touched it gingerly.

“Open it,” Daniel said quietly.

Jack shot a quick glance at his lover, hearing something unusual in his tone of voice. Then he returned his attention to the mysterious package and turned it over in his hands, feeling the weight and looking for the best place to tear into the paper. Daniel’s hand came down on his shoulder and Jack hurriedly made a rip.

The tissue paper fell unheeded to the floor as Jack stared at the black object that he held in his hands. He ran his fingertips along it, feeling the softness of the leather. He found himself having trouble remembering how to breathe.

“Will you accept it, Jack?” Daniel asked, hoarsely. “Will you wear it?”

Jack rose from the couch and walked to the center of the room. He lowered himself to his knees and bowed his head, stretching his neck forward. His hands rose, palms up, offering the collar to Daniel. He heard Daniel rise and saw his feet approaching. The collar was lifted from his hands, and he dropped them to his knees and waited.

Daniel held the collar in sweating hands and gazed down at his lover’s bent head. “This collar is a symbol of ownership, Jack. You understand that?”

“Yes,” Jack answered, in a very low voice.

“When you wear this, it means that you belong to me.”

“Yes,” Jack said, shuddering.

“Say it.”

“I belong to you.”

“When you wear this, it means that no one else ever gets to see you like this; only me.”

“Only you.”

“No one else gets to touch you the way I do. Never.”

“Never.”

“You’re mine.”

“I’m yours, Daniel.”

Jack felt the leather touch his neck. Daniel’s hands brushed against his face, producing shivers of delight. The collar was fastened securely into place, snug but not tight. The unaccustomed weight felt delicious, and every skin cell that it touched seemed to be tingling to life. Jack became aware that his eyes were tightly shut, and that he was swaying on his knees. He opened his eyes and tried to overcome the sense of dizziness that he was experiencing. He arched his neck a bit more, trying to hold his pose steady.

Daniel stood and stared down at the vision of perfect submission at his feet. Jack was wearing his collar. His heart pounded. He would never forget this moment. This image was going to stay with him for the rest of his life. He was filled with both tender and lustful feelings. It was time to move this into the bedroom. He had plans. “Get up, Jack,” he said, excitement in his voice.

Jack rose shakily to his feet and raised his eyes to Daniel’s face.

One look at those eyes and Daniel stepped forward and seized Jack in his arms, kissing him until they were both breathless and erect. Daniel smiled tightly at Jack’s erection, stroking it with a fingertip. He inserted the same finger into the small gap between Jack’s neck and his new collar. When he tugged gently, Jack followed him into the bedroom.

The foot of the bed was covered with coil after coil of soft rope. Jack stopped dead in his tracks, eyes wide. Daniel smiled at him knowingly. Heavy bondage was perhaps Jack’s biggest kink of all. And Daniel loved the way his lover looked when his skin was crisscrossed by straps, or ropes. And now, the collar would add a beautiful touch to the finished picture. Daniel tugged at the collar again, and he and Jack moved over to the bed. He pushed Jack into a seated position and picked up the first rope.

~~

Daniel had taken his time. It was nearly twenty minutes later that Jack lay curled on his right side on the bed, wrapped in ropes like a mummy in bandages. His erect cock was lightly bound to one thigh, and he could feel it twitch helplessly. Daniel was placing a gag into his open mouth, and tying yet another piece of rope around his face, to hold the gag in place.

Daniel stood up straight and surveyed his handiwork. Only one more thing was needed to make it perfect, but that could wait for a minute. He touched Jack’s left hand where it lay against his thigh. “Snap your fingers for me,” he ordered. Jack snapped them loudly, and Daniel nodded in satisfaction, touching his lover’s hand again. He had left Jack just enough mobility in this hand that he could signal if he was in any distress.

It had been a very long time indeed since Jack had needed to use a safe word. But Daniel never took chances when he was using a gag on his lover. And in this instance, Jack might want to signal for another reason. He picked up the strip of red silk that he had deliberately placed where Jack could see it, and be able to prepare himself mentally. Jack still hated wearing a blindfold, but he never refused.

As the strip of cloth came near his face, Jack, already in a pleasurable haze, watched calmly. As his world went dark, he felt Daniel’s lips press against his forehead. “I won’t leave it on very long, sweetheart,” he was promised. Jack nodded his head in acknowledgement and Daniel kissed him again. And whispered hotly into his ear, “I’ll take it off before I fuck you.”

Daniel watched, eyes gleaming, as a shiver ran through Jack’s immobile body. He had to have known that was coming. He might have thought, when Daniel began to lubricate and stretch his rectum, that he would be filled with a toy. But when Daniel hadn’t inserted anything into him, he must have known what Daniel was planning to do. And yet, he had shivered at hearing the words. Jack was a constant source of delight.

Daniel spent the next few minutes simply enjoying what he had created. Watching Jack’s increasingly labored breathing, seeing the slight movements of his imprisoned cock. He wandered around the bed, looking at his helpless lover from every angle. He sat down in front of Jack, and ran his fingers along the ropes, and the skin between. He laid his face down close to Jack’s thighs and let the tip of his tongue play with Jack’s rigid cock.

Then he laid behind Jack and curled himself tight against his back. He pinched and rubbed at his nipples, as he licked the back of Jack’s neck with long swipes of his tongue. When Jack’s moans became pitifully loud, Daniel untied the blindfold, ran a possessive finger along the soft leather that encircled Jack’s neck, and whispered in his ear, “You’re mine.” Jack’s body quaked in his arms. Daniel smiled and tugged gently at the loose end of the blindfold.

Jack felt the silk pull free from beneath his head, and slip slowly down his face. He blinked his eyes and felt the tail end of the strip of cloth catch softly against the tips of his eyelashes. As Daniel trailed the silk sensuously down his body, Jack was most vividly aware of all the places that the fabric didn’t touch. The parts of his lips that were covered by the gag, the part of his neck covered by the collar. Daniel’s hand skimmed along the surface of the many turns of rope that bound him, and the end of the cloth dipped into every gap, kissing the exposed skin lightly before moving on.

When he reached Jack’s thighs, Daniel folded the silk double, and arranged it over the ropes that held Jack’s cock in captivity. Feeling for the gaps between the rope, he used the tips of his fingers to rub the silk against the sensitive skin. He could feel the cock twitch and jerk, eager for more stimulation. With one last pat, he left the cloth draped there, hoping it would give Jack some pleasure.

Then Daniel moved back a few inches and positioned himself to enter his helpless lover. Jack’s buttocks, free of any rope, were thrust outward by his curled up position. It was like an invitation to fuck, and one that Daniel had no intention of resisting. He parted Jack’s cheeks and gripped his own cock firmly, sliding it into Jack’s stretched opening. When he was satisfied that he was lined up properly, Daniel released his cock and put his arm around Jack’s body. Pushing and pulling, he breached his lover, and went in balls-deep.

Jack felt surrounded by and filled with Daniel’s love. Every rope, placed with such care, and tied so lovingly, was like a caress. The gag in his mouth said that words were unnecessary. Inadequate. Their two bodies were speaking to each other with passion and clarity. One claiming possession, the other acknowledging ownership.

So little of this was about sex, and yet it felt so good. In a dreamy, distant kind of way. Jack smiled around his gag. Daniel’s arm would hold him down, so he couldn’t float away. And Daniel’s thrusting cock would center Jack, and keep him from drifting. Part of Jack had to remain here on the bed with Daniel. But his soul was flying free, above physical sensation and limitations.

Jack felt a sort of separation from his own body, but at the same time he felt a strong connection with Daniel. A communion. He gasped, taken unawares by his own orgasm. Master, he groaned into his gag.

Daniel felt Jack come, but he wasn’t quite there himself yet. He raised his head, and looked down along the length of Jack’s body, his eyes trailing down over the binding ropes. He looked into Jack’s face, and saw that his eyes were open and staring sightlessly at nothing. He had escorted Jack into sub space once again, and he felt both pride at the accomplishment and gratitude for the opportunity.

His eyes fell to Jack’s collar, and the vivid memory of Jack on his knees, saying, ‘I belong to you’, was all it took to drive Daniel over the edge into a crashing orgasm that shook him to the core. He emptied himself into Jack’s warm depths, calling out his lover’s name, clutching him tightly.

Jack heard his name, and became aware of his body, and felt Daniel’s semen shooting into him. He arched his neck and felt the collar, and remembered everything. Colors and sounds and sensations became real to him once more. He was home.

~~

Daniel had untied Jack, and washed him with exquisite tenderness. They were cuddled up on one side of the bed, away from the wet spots. The lamp on Jack’s nightstand bathed them in a soft light. Daniel kissed Jack’s throat, above and below the collar. “We should take that off before we fall asleep,” he sighed, stroking it with pleasure.

“Not yet,” Jack protested. “I want to keep it on for a while longer.” Daniel smiled and kissed him. “Anyway, I don’t want to go to sleep, I want to talk to you.”

“Okay,” Daniel said, “but don’t get offended if I fall asleep in the middle of whatever you’re saying.” Jack was silent. Daniel became aware that this was something important. “Go ahead, Jack. I’m listening. I won’t nod off, promise.”

“I want to ask you something,” Jack said nervously.

“What is it?”

“Are you my master?” Jack cringed inside as the question hung in the air between them.

“What? No!” Daniel said, completely caught off guard. He shook his head. “I don’t think of you as a slave, Jack! You’re my partner, my equal partner.” Jack seemed to freeze, and his eyes fell away from Daniel’s anxious gaze. Oh, shit! Daniel licked his lips, and tried to stay calm. “I’m sorry, Jack, I didn’t realize how you felt about it.”

“It doesn’t matter,” Jack mumbled, trying to turn away. But Daniel gripped his arm and kept him in place, feeling Jack‘s muscles tense up.

“Of course it matters! Jack, let’s talk about this.”

“There isn’t anything to talk about,” Jack said, angrily.

“Let’s start over,” Daniel coaxed.

“What the hell’s the point? I already know how you feel about the whole thing! What’s the fucking point?” Jack turned his face away, feeling himself choking up with tears, and hating himself for being weak. And for bringing the subject up in the first place. Why couldn’t he have left well enough alone?

“Listen to me, Jack,” Daniel said. “I don’t think of you as a slave, and I would never ask you to call me Master. I don’t need that from you.”

“I get it,” Jack snapped. “Let go of me. Please.” He tugged his arm, but Daniel just gripped harder.

“I’m not done yet,” Daniel said sternly. “Do me the courtesy of shutting up and letting me finish.”

Jack set his lips in a grim line. “Fine. Finish. Whatever.”

“Jack, I misunderstood why you were asking me that question.” Daniel grimaced. “I thought you needed reassuring about how I really felt about you. I thought that maybe the whole thing with the collar, and,” he flushed, “me making you say all those things about belonging to me and stuff…” He broke off as Jack’s face turned back towards him, wearing a confused and concerned look. “What?”

“Daniel, I know how you feel about me. And I loved saying that stuff in the living room. You have no idea how much I loved it,” Jack said wryly.

“No, I guess I didn’t know,” Daniel said, chuckling nervously. He relaxed his grip on Jack’s arm, and patted his friend apologetically. “And I’m going to guess that this ‘Master’ thing isn’t something that you just thought of tonight.”

“Ah, no,” Jack admitted. “I’ve thought about it before. Just, you know, sometimes. Not, like all the time, or anything.” He shrugged his shoulders, attempting to appear nonchalant about discussing his most intimate thoughts this way.

“I’m okay with that,” Daniel said softly.

“You are?” Jack asked in shock.

“Yeah. Sure. I mean, like I said, I would never ask you to think of me that way, but if you’re already doing it, then it would be wrong of me to try to stop you. I mean, there’s no reason for me to try anyway, but it would only drive a wedge between us if I did. You’d either continue to feel the same way, but have to hide it, or resent me so much that you wouldn’t feel much of anything good about me anymore.”

“Okay,” Jack said, somewhat cautiously. “So, as long as I never actually say it, it’s okay for me to think it. Sometimes.”

“Did you want to say it?” Daniel asked with equal caution. “Because I could be okay with that, too. I mean, it wouldn’t be very often, right? That would have to be understood.”

“We could probably come to some sort of agreement on that, I suppose,” Jack said, beginning to feel a buzz of happiness. “Work it into our arrangement.”

“Shake on it,” Daniel said, sticking out his hand. Jack grinned broadly, and shook his hand, retaining his hold on it afterwards. “You’re going to give me a swelled head, Jack. You realize that, don’t you?”

“I’m not worried, Danny,” Jack told him, eyes twinkling. “I still own your ass at work.”

Daniel shook his head in amusement. “Yes, you just keep coming back to that little fantasy, don’t you?” He shoved at Jack’s shoulder, rolling him onto his back and sprawling on top of him. “We both know who owns whose ass, though, don’t we?” Not letting Jack answer, he swooped down for a kiss, relieved and happy that the night was ending with a joke, when it had so nearly ended in disaster.

Jack, content with their compromise, hugged Daniel tightly and opened his mouth with eagerness to the questing tongue that licked at it delicately.

~~~~

Daniel was up to something again. He had been practically bubbling with repressed excitement for days. But sometimes Jack caught his lover looking at him appraisingly, with uncertainty in his eyes. Obviously, Daniel was feeling a little unsure of himself about whatever it was.

So Jack resolved to himself that he would do whatever it took to remove that doubt. It was about more than just pleasing Daniel, or submitting to his desires. He felt a responsibility for Daniel’s happiness. There was such a bond between them now. Whenever Jack felt the weight of Daniel’s collar around his neck, he felt strong enough to move heaven and earth, if need be, in order to make his lover’s world as perfect as he possibly could.

Jack O’Neill was a man deeply in love.

~~

Jack sank down into the couch, and watched as Daniel inserted a disc into the DVD player. “What’d you rent?” he asked.

“I bought,” Daniel answered, joining his lover and picking up the remote. “I’m hoping that you’re going to like it.”

Now Jack was on the alert. Something in Daniel’s voice….

The usual FBI warning displayed, and disappeared. The title of the film appeared.

Painful Pleasures

“Okay, then,” Jack said. “Huh.”

“I realize that we haven’t done this since…”

“Since that first day,” Jack said, a wave of undefined emotions rushing over him. “When I brought you pastries…”

“And I went for a walk,” Daniel finished softly.

“And changed my life,” Jack reminded him, smiling into his eyes.

“Both our lives,” he was reminded in return.

“Ever think about if you hadn’t decided to take that walk?” Jack asked.

Daniel shook his head. “It was such a beautiful day,” he said, as if that settled the matter.

And maybe it did. “Yeah,” Jack grinned. He leaned forward and kissed Daniel’s lips tenderly.

“The movie’s starting,” Daniel murmured.

Jack turned his attention to the screen, although he wasn’t really all that interested. He was sure that he’d be getting into it soon enough, but, hell, wasn’t their own sex life exciting enough? He certainly hadn’t been missing porno in his life. He smiled as the thought occurred to him that maybe Daniel would get some new ideas from watching. Maybe they would act some scenes out, or something. It might be fun, at that.

After watching for a few minutes, Jack realized with shock that ‘fun’ probably wasn’t the right word at all. He winced in sympathy at the cry of the bound man on the screen. His dark-haired abuser, a handsome, arrogant-looking type, paused to stroke the marks he had created. Jack noted how the redness intensified as the hand rubbed at it.

“That’s one of my favorite things to see,” Daniel said in a thick voice. “The way the marks change color.”

The dark-haired man bent down and stroked his victim’s hair, speaking to him softly. The other man answered him, gulping down sobbing breaths. The first man nodded in satisfaction and resumed his stance, raising his arm. A whistling sound filled the air, followed by a loud thwack as the implement bit into tender flesh painfully.

“See how the mark looks white at first?” Daniel almost whispered. Jack nodded his head, stupefied. He felt Daniel’s hand on his knee. Another blow, another cry of pain, another mark. Jack panted and squirmed in his seat. “Bamboo is quite flexible,” Daniel said. “So it has a real sting to it, because it shapes itself to your flesh.” My flesh? was Jack’s panicky thought. “But it’s also solid, so it has quite an impact. Leaves a lasting impression, you could say.”

The dark-haired man was rubbing at the other man’s bottom again, and the camera close-up revealed raised welts. “Lasting impression,” Jack choked.

“Yes,” Daniel said, taking his hand off of Jack’s knee and placing it onto his erect cock. Jack gasped, and his body jerked. “I have to confess that marks like that really do something to me.” He gave Jack’s cock a squeeze and began to move his hand slowly up and down the length of it.

The cane rose and fell again. Jack moaned, louder than the man on the screen. The cane was set aside, and the dark-haired man fell to his knees and began to lick the vivid red stripes that adorned his victim’s bottom. The obviously willing victim began to squirm and shout words of encouragement and pleasure.

“I love doing that,” Daniel whispered. “Feeling the shape of each welt under my tongue, feeling the heat of the skin. Hearing my partner moan, and watching as his body twists, trying to get away, wanting more.”

The camera angle changed, showing the bound man’s ecstatically contorted face as the other man thrust into him with his thick cock. Tears stained his cheeks, but he exhibited nothing but pleasure now. The man behind him squeezed his buttocks, running his hands over the marks he had put there, growling with pleasure and moving his hips harder and faster.

“Look at him fucking that red ass, Jack,” Daniel said hoarsely. “I know just how he’s feeling.” The man pulled out of his lover and shot his come all over his buttocks, rubbing the head of his prick into the welts. The bound man tossed his head and moaned all the while. Streaks of white glistened alongside streaks of red. Daniel’s hand stilled. “It’s not over,” he said softly. “Watch.”

Jack watched. Jack couldn’t help but watch. An earthquake couldn’t have prevented his watching.

The bound man was released and rolled over onto his back. His lover crouched above him. The man thrust his hips into the air, crying out for release. His lover lowered his head and took him deep inside his mouth. Up and down, cheeks hollowed as he applied suction. A warning shout, and the head raised, releasing the prick. A broad hand gripped it firmly and pumped. Semen shot into the air, splashing down onto the belly of the writhing man.

Jack was leaning against Daniel, gasping for air.

The hips subsided, the last spurt of come dribbled down over the fingers of the dark-haired man. He crawled up over his lover’s body and lowered his head for a kiss. The screen went to black.

Daniel picked up the remote with a shaking hand, and hit the stop button.

Harsh breathing filled the silent room.

Jack turned his face into Daniel’s shoulder. “Danny,” he said, in agony.

Daniel’s heart pounded. “I didn’t just buy the DVD,” he confessed.

Jack raised his head, revealing a flushed face and glittering eyes.

“Show me,” he begged.

 

THE END

Comments

[execknowitall.livejournal.com]

*shudders* I should NOT read your stuff at work! Even if I had read it before... still get the same reaction.

Just... *thud*

[sid]

No, I guess a lot of my stuff couldn't really be considered 'work-friendly', could it? Unless maybe you work in the porn industry...

[pureevil230.livejournal.com]

yummy and sweet. hope u write more stories like this.

[sid]

I guess you've worked your way through the How It All Began series! :-)

Here's a link to my author page at Area 52. Look for BDSM in the warnings to find more stories set in this universe. Hope you enjoy!

http://www.area52hkh.net/author.php?name=Sid

[ruefull.livejournal.com]

::glurbgle::

Just found this. Read the whole thing, at one time. Am stunned by the beautiful writing, the wonderful characters and the incredible relationship.

I could talk about the sex, but my brain freezes, and I end up staring blankly at the screen.

::glurbgle::

Marvelous. Simply breath-taking and perfect.

[sid]

I took your breath away? That's so cool! :-)

I can't take any credit for the wonderfulness of the characters, but I totally appreciate and adore the praise for the writing and the relationship.

This link will take you to a page where you can find other stories I've written in this universe. Just look for the BDSM warnings to find them.

http://www.area52hkh.net/author.php?name=Sid

[captainlogic.livejournal.com]

Holy kink Batman. I'm all for bondage and kink but generally not a D/S person, particularly with Jack as the sub, and yet...........darn you and your wily ways to make me fall in love with these guys. Its all your fault.

All of it...

*is incoherent for hours*

[sid]

Um, sorry? I accept full responsibility. Except for them being so gosh-darn lovable. You'll be okay, I swear. You're not my first victim...

;-)

[captainlogic.livejournal.com]

Yay, someone accepts responsibility, cos I'm damn well not going to..
Awww, I dont like being a victim, but I guess *peers around into darkness* yup victim. Shall start support group, with cookies and fluff smut to get through this.....wow, I can turn anything into an excuse to read more fic.
Aww nuts, I just had to click the Area52 link didnt I????

willing victim or lamb to slaughter???? hmmm

[sid]

willing victim or lamb to slaughter????

Gee, I don't feel that I know you well enough yet to judge...

*starts baking cookies*

[theemdash]

Meep!

That was beautiful and hot. It's been quite a while since I've read any serious BSDM stuff and this is just . . . *fans self* I think I need to go take a shower. Again.

[sid]

I'm so very glad you liked it. :-)

Some of my BDSM stories are pure PWPs, and some have large portions of plot taking place outside the bedroom. But this series is special, because the plot is all about Jack's sexual voyage of self-discovery, and two friends falling headlong into love.

And, yeah, hot sexy stuff, too! ;-) *hands you a nice fluffy towel*

[theemdash]

Oooh. Fluffy towel!

I like plot, really I do, and sometimes I was thinking, "I wonder how they're handling this while at work and off world," but it didn't need it. Like you siad, it was about Jack's sexual self-discovery and everything that needed to be shown took place in the bedroom . . . and in the shower . . . and in the hallway. ;)

This was just very enjoyable. For so many reasons.

[sid]

Bless you for saying that. :-)

[kaziwren.livejournal.com]

I...can't...think...

My brain.....'ploded!

*multiple shivers*

Where'd I put my husband? Ohh, sweetheart.....

*grabs some bamboo*

[sid]

Sid, putting the spice back into marriages since 2004. ;-)

Glad that you enjoyed! Hope the brain has recovered. 'Cuz it's the most important sexual organ, you know.

[lovemefearme.livejournal.com]

I really really really loved this story. I started reading it last night and just finished. Its very very good.

Yes.. Now I need to go take a cold shower.

Lovely writing, please write more.

[sid]

Thank you so much. :-)

I do have another story in this D/s series on the drawing board, now I just need to find make the time to work on it!

[lovemefearme.livejournal.com]

I can't wait to see it.