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sidHere is The Sweat of his Brow.
And here is the sequel, ~670 words of gray tee-shirt related significance.
And here is the sequel, ~670 words of gray tee-shirt related significance.
RISING HEAT
Jack drank thirstily from his water bottle, looking out at his yard with satisfaction. He’d gotten everything done that he wanted to do, and managed to do it before the real heat of the day set in. Sweat was trickling down his face as it was, but that was as much from exertion as from the actual temperature. The work would have gone a lot faster with two, but Daniel had twisted his ankle slightly on their last mission, so Jack had left him to doze in a deck chair while he labored.
Jack drank thirstily from his water bottle, looking out at his yard with satisfaction. He’d gotten everything done that he wanted to do, and managed to do it before the real heat of the day set in. Sweat was trickling down his face as it was, but that was as much from exertion as from the actual temperature. The work would have gone a lot faster with two, but Daniel had twisted his ankle slightly on their last mission, so Jack had left him to doze in a deck chair while he labored.
Jack grinned as he snapped the cap of his bottle shut. Daniel denied it, but he’d obviously been asleep. And dreaming about something pretty pleasant, going by the unmistakable slight bulge in his jeans. As Jack bent over to place his bottle down on the deck, he heard Daniel exclaim, “Oh, it’s ripped!”
It took Jack a split-second to realize what he was talking about. “Yeah, I…” he started to say as he sat up, but his words caught in his throat as he felt Daniel’s hand on his back. Feeling warm, even through the thin layer of sun-drenched fabric. Fingers splayed, and thumb…thumb rubbing along the lower edge of the tear, grazing over his damp skin.
Jack twisted his neck around and saw Daniel, lips parted, staring at his back. Daniel’s eyes met his, and widened in shock. His face flushed; his hand jerked away as though burned. “I caught it on something,” Jack finished in confusion.
Daniel was up from his chair and disappearing into the house while Jack was still gaping in reaction to what he’d seen, maybe seen, thought he’d seen on his friend’s face. In his eyes. Was that…? And then Jack snapped back to reality. He shot out of his chair and down the steps, and he raced around the side of the house.
He was just in time to get between Daniel and his car. “Where ya goin’?" he panted.
“Home,” Daniel said through tight lips.
“I thought you were staying for lunch?”
Daniel fiddled with his keys and stared at the ground. “I’m not really hungry.”
“So, keep me company,” Jack said, wincing at what he felt was a totally lame response. Daniel’s frowning brow seemed to agree with his assessment. “C’mon inside,” Jack urged. Daniel was shaking his head. Feeling both bold and frightened, Jack ran a hand down the front of his tee-shirt. “I should shower and get out of this sweaty thing…” Daniel’s eyes were following the path his fingers took, “but I’m afraid you’ll up and disappear on me if I do that.”
Daniel licked his lips and swallowed, eyes seemingly transfixed to the spot where Jack’s fingers rested over his stomach. “You would, too, wouldn’t you?” Daniel peered briefly up over the top of his glasses, and Jack could read the truth in his eyes. “Uh huh. Thought so. Guess I’ll have to make do.”
With slow deliberation, Jack grasped the hem of his tee-shirt and dragged it up until he could use it to wipe away the perspiration that was running down from his hairline, in front of his ear. He saw Daniel lick his lips and take a step towards him, eyes intent on the skin Jack was exposing. Heart hammering, Jack twisted the damp fabric in his fist. “Or we could take that shower together.”
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It was nearly two hours before Jack finally got his shower. Afterwards, finally cool and clean, he was getting dressed while Daniel sprawled, naked and more relaxed than Jack could ever remember seeing him, on the rumpled bed. He was toying with Jack’s torn, discarded shirt. “It’s too bad,” he said mournfully.
“It’s just a shirt,” Jack said, grinning slightly.
“Yes, but I love it,” Daniel sighed.
Fully clothed, Jack turned to Daniel. “You sure about that?”
Daniel looked up and his mouth formed into an O of surprise. His arms stretched towards Jack in supplication, fingers twitching.
“You’ve got two of them!”
THE END
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Date: Jan. 24th, 2007 08:52 pm (UTC)I love a brave, sweaty Jack, a licking Daniel, and thanks to this--I have a new fixation on gray T-shirts.
*applauds*
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Date: Jan. 24th, 2007 09:03 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: Jan. 24th, 2007 09:19 pm (UTC)Absolutely stunning visual. Beautiful writing
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Date: Jan. 24th, 2007 09:33 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: Jan. 24th, 2007 09:37 pm (UTC)*slurp*
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Date: Jan. 24th, 2007 09:43 pm (UTC)Thank you.
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Date: Jan. 24th, 2007 09:41 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: Jan. 24th, 2007 09:50 pm (UTC)Glad I could heat up your day!
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Date: Jan. 24th, 2007 09:55 pm (UTC)With slow deliberation, Jack grasped the hem of his tee-shirt and dragged it up until he could use it to wipe away the perspiration that was running down from his hairline, in front of his ear.
jack's wicked doing that but I'm sure Daniel will forgive him in like, a nanosecond ;-)
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Date: Jan. 24th, 2007 10:36 pm (UTC)Thanks!
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Date: Jan. 25th, 2007 12:48 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: Jan. 25th, 2007 12:57 am (UTC)Thank you!!
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Date: Jan. 25th, 2007 03:43 am (UTC)This was... yummy! *g* And, the last line was absolutely perfect.
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Date: Jan. 25th, 2007 04:00 am (UTC)Thanks, dear!
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Date: Jan. 25th, 2007 11:22 am (UTC)And the last sentence is wonderful! *bg*
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Date: Jan. 25th, 2007 05:26 pm (UTC)Isn't it terrific that Jack had that second shirt all along? LOL
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Date: Jan. 25th, 2007 02:37 pm (UTC)sweaty jack + grey t-shirts = kinks i never knew existed!
brilliant!
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Date: Jan. 25th, 2007 05:29 pm (UTC)Thanks much!
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Date: Jan. 26th, 2007 08:26 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: Jan. 26th, 2007 08:46 pm (UTC)Perfectly worksafe!
Glad you liked. ;-)
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Date: Jan. 27th, 2007 04:45 pm (UTC)This line made me laugh:
“You’ve got two of them!”
And Jack is going to keep using that t-shirt to his advantage, now isn't he? :)
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Date: Jan. 27th, 2007 06:27 pm (UTC):-D
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Date: Jan. 28th, 2007 08:30 am (UTC)Lovely jubbly :-) Both of the stories - toasty hot and a giggle at the end, ideal :-D
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Date: Jan. 28th, 2007 02:29 pm (UTC)And thanks for letting me know how you found me, so I could go thank
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Date: Mar. 25th, 2008 02:40 am (UTC)will be pondering this one and rereading fer sher.
one happy fangirl. that's me.
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Date: Mar. 25th, 2008 04:49 am (UTC)I loved the format of the first story, and felt it was complete in and of itself, but I'm a sap for Happy Ending over UST any day. :-)
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