'Glitch', J/D pre-slash, PG-13
Early seasons UST. Beta by
tejas. *smooches in her general direction* 580 words.
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GLITCH
Jack rose from one of the logs that made up their little home-away-from-home campsite. He and Daniel had been stranded here on PX1-245 for three days now. Three brief bursts of radio communication from the SGC, carried through three short-lived wormholes, had filled them in on the technical problems back home that had led to the Stargate closing behind Carter and Teal’c before Jack and Daniel had stepped through, and the DHD failing to reconnect.
Jack rose from one of the logs that made up their little home-away-from-home campsite. He and Daniel had been stranded here on PX1-245 for three days now. Three brief bursts of radio communication from the SGC, carried through three short-lived wormholes, had filled them in on the technical problems back home that had led to the Stargate closing behind Carter and Teal’c before Jack and Daniel had stepped through, and the DHD failing to reconnect.
Yeah, they’d had a good ten minutes of heart-stopping dread before that first message came through, when they couldn’t help imagining disasters of all sorts, but it could have been so much worse; nobody was hurt, nobody lost in transit. Carter, luckily, wound up where she was most needed in order to get the problem resolved. And the two of them were left behind on a quiet planet with no hostile natives, no dangerous predators. None so far, anyway. Temperate climate, potable water, MREs as back-up if the fish stopped biting. Quite the nice little vacation, actually.
And Jack was about ready to crawl out of his skin. Time had come to scratch a nagging itch, and a little privacy was going to be required. “I’ll be back,” he announced casually.
Daniel looked up from his book. “Where’re you going?”
“Just takin’ a walk. I won’t be long.”
Daniel stuck his bookmark into the open page and said, “I could come with.”
“Nah,” Jack said, starting to move away. “Stay put; enjoy your book.”
“I wouldn’t mind stretching my legs.”
Jack edged further away. “I just need some me-time.” He lifted one shoulder apologetically. Daniel frowned and lowered his head back towards his book. Jack turned away, grimacing.
“So, you’re either going to masturbate, or you’re just sick of my company,” Daniel said conversationally.
Jack halted in his tracks and turned slowly back towards the campsite. Daniel gave him an entirely innocent look. “Ya know,” Jack finally drawled, “a guy could get sick of the company of somebody who asked too many personal questions.”
“I didn’t ask you a question. Did I?” Wide eyes, open face, inquisitively raised eyebrows. Made Jack want to smack him one, because he knew the smirk was there, even if he couldn’t see it.
“Listen,” Jack began.
Daniel did smirk then. He waved a hand. “Go. Do.”
Jack made a quarter turn towards the direction he’d been heading, and then stopped. And stood.
“Jack?”
Jack closed his eyes and shook his head.
“You look like the donkey who’s trying to choose between two bales of hay,” Daniel chuckled.
Jack opened his eyes and rolled them. “You calling me a jackass?”
“If the name fits.”
And, boy, had that sounded gleeful. Jack turned his head and looked along his shoulder.
Daniel pushed his glasses up his nose and beamed at him, happy as a clam. “Weren’t you going somewhere?”
“Well, if I did have an urge,” Jack grumped, “it’s gone now.”
Daniel was laughing at him openly as Jack made his way back to his log. Oh, well. Sex wasn’t everything, and Daniel scratched most of Jack’s other itches. Probably just as well Daniel was a married man, though, or Jack might be tempted to try his hand. And he knew that could only lead to disaster. Right?
Daniel grinned at him companionably and Jack’s brain and good sense gave up the fight and sank into a fog of slightly horny bliss. He hoped fervently that rescue took a long, long time.
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Now, you realize you do have to move it along some in their relationship.
We're not going to stop hounding you until we get to the smut. :-)
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*is outraged*
Or....
I've never written unfaithful!Daniel....
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And totally enjoyable. :)
(You need a little fixit: And, boy, did that sounded gleeful.)
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I'm glad you enjoyed Jack's torment. :-D
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Poor Jack. Daniel's now found a new source of entertainment, hasn't he?
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I think this is my first stranded!fic. Examines checklist. Still need to write an amnesia!fic, though. ;-)
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Glad you enjoyed. :-)
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And the banter just pulls Jack back to Daniel's side. Aw!
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I'm so glad it made you smile.
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Very them. Very nice. Is very happy. :-))
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Thanks! :-)
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(*glee*)
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So many entendres so little time. *g*
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Burble?
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"Burble" is perfectly adequate feedback, don't worry. ;-)
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Daniel's a good boy. ;-)
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1. You ask yourself with whom Daniel is married.
2. You ask yourself why it's a problem because he can only be married to Jack.
3. Sha're who?
For a split second I completely forgot canon! *g*
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2. Going forward, certainly Daniel will never marry again unless it's to Jack.
3. Reserve your front row pew now!
Off Topic- Heeeeyyyyyy!
But now, *off* topic- You got a new layout liek woah!! Is Cool!!! And you didn't even announce it. >:| Alas, I'll miss the romance novel covers, but the new look is v., v. nice. Yay!
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Re: Off Topic- Heeeeyyyyyy!
Re: Off Topic- Heeeeyyyyyy!
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If that is the case, then faithfulness had nothing to do with it ^^ Bring on the SMUT!
And that was a wonderful smoopy story.
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Glad you enjoyed the story!
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