Firelight

<body topmargin=0 leftmargin=0 marginheight=0 marginwidth=0> <table cellpadding=0 cellspacing=0 border=0><tr> <td valign="top" rowspan="2" width=120 BGCOLOR="#FFFFFF" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="01078642egerdp.jpg"> <bR> </td> <td valign="top" height=428 BGCOLOR="#FFFFFF" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="00f64643.jpg"> <div> <B>Firelight</B></div> <div>  <A NAME="firelight"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></div> <div> Daniel was cold, and not the 'I'm a little chilly' cold, either.  It was the kind that seeped into his bones, making them ache.  They'd been exploring some ruins on PX8-427 when a freak storm had hit.  They couldn't make it back to the gate, so they had made the best of it, trying to keep warm until the raging ice storm stopped.  Their survival gear had worked as promised, keeping them alive and relatively intact, but a negative twenty five-degree survival rating didn't guarantee comfort.  They had stumbled through the gate blue with cold.  The medics had hustled them to the infirmary and wrapped them in warm blankets.  After they had all checked out, they had been ordered into the showers.  Daniel had spent a long time under the steaming water but had barely warmed enough to get to the debriefing.  </div> <bR> <div> Now he was on his way home.  Colorado was conspiring to keep him cold.  A blizzard with savage winds and swirling snow battered his car as he made his way down the mountain.  His stiff fingers turned the car heater to full as he crept along the road.  A radio announcer cheerfully informed him that it was a green air quality day, and suggested he enjoy a roaring fire.  His teeth were chattering again when he finally pulled into his driveway.  </div> <bR> <div> The house was cold.  He always turned the heat down when they were going off world.  He nudged the thermostat higher and decided to take the DJ up on his suggestion.  A warm, penetrating fire seemed like a very good idea.  He left his coat on and readied the kindling and logs, then struck a match and watched as the flame licked and caught.  He sat back and considered taking another shower, but the thought of stepping from the moist heat back into the cold of the house made him shiver.  No, he'd stay bundled up until the house warmed.  He made his way to the kitchen to start a pot of coffee brewing.  Dark, rich warm coffee, the nectar of the gods.  Not the Goa'uld, the Gods.  He chuckled to himself at that thought.  God, he was tired!  He scrubbed his hands through his hair while he leaned against the counter, smelling the scent of the ground beans.  </div> <bR> <div> His jaw cracked as he yawned.   He really should just go to bed, but he was wired, still buzzing with adrenalin.  The coffee was finished, so he poured himself a mug and wandered back to the living room to see how the fire was doing.  It had built nicely, radiating a warm, gentle heat.  Daniel sat on the floor in front of it and peeled his coat off, letting the warmth caress him.  He leaned back against the sofa and stared at the flames, mesmerized by the flickering light, taking small sips of coffee, trying to relax and calm his mind.  He was in that over-tired state, where his brain wouldn't stop racing.  He tried to let the crackle and warmth of the fire soothe him, calm him, help him relax.  He scooted closer to the fire, wanting to absorb as much of the heat as possible.  The skin on his cold face and hands started to prickle, getting that tingling feeling they got when they warmed quickly from being so cold.  He soon found that he was warm enough to take off his shoes and socks, so he did, putting his frozen feet as close to the fire as he could.  He sighed with contentment when he felt the heat penetrate his toes, finally, finally warming them up.</div> <bR> <div> He wrapped his hands around the mug and realized that he'd drunk most of the coffee, and what was left had cooled.  He rose to his feet with a grunt, and padded back to the kitchen for another cup, stopping on the way back to collect a book.  Maybe a good read would quiet his mind.  He sat on the floor again and tried to concentrate on the novel.  He read quietly for a while, taking small sips of coffee.  Some time later he realized that he didn't have a clue what was happening in the story.  It wasn't going to work.  </div> <bR> <div> He looked up and gazed into the flames again.  The carpeted floor in front of the fireplace had finally warmed.  Daniel smiled and put the book and mug aside, then took off his shirt and jeans, casting them carelessly on the couch, and stretched out on his back, fully naked.  His body was finally warm enough to relax, and he felt himself sink deeply into the carpet, letting the floor completely support his weight.  His body unwound but his mind was still racing, trying to make sense of the ruins.  He tried to focus on calming things, but his over-tired brain kept darting back to the puzzle.  What had happened in that place?  Who had they been?  What had happened to them?  Had they been human?</div> <bR> <div> Daniel sighed and rolled over, scooting as close to the fire as he could, letting the heat bake into him.  He crossed his arms and rested his head on them, staring into the flickering light.  If he could just sleep  . . .                                     </div> <bR> <div> He heard a key in the door.  Jack was here.  Daniel smiled.  He had known that Jack would come to check on him.  He did it after every dicey mission, and sometimes the not-so-dicey ones as well.  Jack was protective of all his teammates, but had become even more so of Daniel since they'd become lovers.  Daniel felt that maybe he should be a little insulted by that.  He could take care of himself just fine, thank-you-very-much.  But having someone care about him, care what happened to him, made him feel loved, and that wasn't something he was just going to dismiss because of an overdose of testosterone.  He rolled onto his back again, letting the fire warm the side that had cooled a little, and smiled when Jack came into view.</div> <bR> <div> "Hey there," Jack said softly.  </div> <bR> <div> "Hi."</div> <bR> <div> Jack lowered himself to the floor, stretched out next to Daniel, and kissed him, slow and deep.  His skin and clothes were cold, and he smelled of the snow outside.  He pressed his cold nose into Daniel's neck, and laughed when he flinched away.   "Why aren't you in bed?"</div> <bR> <div> "Brain is racing."  Daniel didn't bother to stifle a yawn.  "I'm too tired to sleep, ya know?"</div> <bR> <div> Jack smiled.  "Maybe I can help with that."  He stood up and took off his coat.  "I'll be right back."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel heard Jack rummaging in his hall closet, then the clothes dryer turn on.  He frowned, wondering what Jack was doing, but his body felt too heavy to move.  He was deep in thought about the ruins when Jack returned, his arms full.  </div> <bR> <div> "Roll this way for a minute," Jack instructed softly.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel rolled away from the fire and looked over his shoulder as Jack laid a thick, soft old blanket on the floor.  He rolled back at Jack's gentle pressure on his shoulder and was surprised to find the blanket warm.  "You warmed it up?" Daniel smiled.</div> <bR> <div> Jack smiled back at him and stood up, stripping his clothes off and tossing them onto the couch.  He knelt next to Daniel and reached for a bottle of massage oil he had brought from the bedroom.  He poured a generous amount into his palm and rubbed his hands together, then held them out to the fire until they were very warm.  He started at Daniel's feet, covertly studying his toes under the guise of a massage, making sure there were no red patches, no white spots.  The medical staff had checked them all over carefully, but Jack wouldn't rest until he had inspected every single inch of Daniel himself.  He rubbed his hands firmly over the ball of Daniel's foot, then toward the toes, and was glad to see the healthy flush of blood filling the capillaries.  He kneaded up to Daniel's knee, then started on the other foot, relieved to find that it was as healthy as its mate.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel watched Jack, amusement coloring his face.  Jack was trying to be surreptitious, but Daniel knew exactly what he was doing.  He tried to hide his smile as Jack worked his way up both of Daniel's legs, almost to the groin, before moving on to his arms, and more importantly his hands and fingers.  Jack had one of his hands in his grasp, rubbing his thumbs firmly into the palm, studying his fingers when Daniel finally spoke.  "I know what you're doing, Jack."</div> <bR> <div> Jack gave a guilty start, then grinned ruefully.  He could never get anything over on Daniel.  He leaned close to Daniel's face and looked into his eyes.  "Shhhhh."  He kissed the tip of Daniel's nose, kissed his eyes closed, kissed his lips gently.  "Let me love you."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel opened his eyes and smiled.  "What do I get if I let you have your wicked way with me?" he teased.  </div> <bR> <div> "I'm sure you'll think of something," Jack laughed quietly.  "Now shut up and relax."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel laughed.  "Get me a pillow."  He accepted a couch pillow from Jack and settled back to watch.  After several minutes he realized  that he hadn't thought about that planet in a while.  His mind was focused on the warmth of the fire, the heat of Jack's hands, the sensual pleasure of having his body touched.  He moaned softly when Jack ran his fingers lightly around his ear, feeling for rough patches.  Ears were always a hot spot for him.  His breath quickened as Jack caressed his chest, lightly circling his nipples.  Nipples were a hot spot, too.  Jack's hands moved further down, over his abdomen.  Heat seemed to follow Jack's hands like a trail of soft fire.  Everywhere he touched warmed and tingled.  </div> <bR> <div> Jack's hands moved to Daniel's groin and his fingers lightly gripped his thickening cock.  He gave a barely-there pull, then moved his hands to Daniel's balls, cupping and caressing them gently.  He looked up and smiled.  "Turn over," he said softly.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel eagerly complied, reaching down to adjust his cock so that it lay straight up between his abdomen and the blanket.  Friction made him harden further and he lightly rolled his hips, enjoying the rasp of the material.</div> <bR> <div> Jack poured more oil onto his hands, held them to the fire again, then started caressing Daniel's legs, working his way up again.  He ghosted his hands over Daniel's buttocks, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.  The last thing he wanted to see was frost damage to Daniel's perfect ass.  And it <I>was</I> perfect.  Two round globes, nice and tight, with a shadowed valley in between. He let his fingers dip seductively into that hollow as he moved his hands over and around, but avoided anything more intense for the moment.  His hands moved to Daniel's back, not really kneading, but rubbing softly, soothingly, letting his hands glide over the expanse of flawless skin in smooth, sweeping motions.  Once the skin was flushed and warm he changed tactics and lightly scraped down Daniel's back with his nails, grinning at the shivered response.  </div> <bR> <div> Daniel felt his cock jerk and he rocked his hips, slowly humping the floor.  He moaned softly in encouragement.  "Don't stop."</div> <bR> <div> "Spread your legs," Jack instructed in a husky voice.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel groaned and did so, allowing Jack to crawl between them and kneel closely.  Jack started massaging his buttocks, firmly kneading them, parting them, letting warmed air caress the dark recess. He let his fingers drift deeply, keeping his touch light and sensual, not touching Daniel's anus just yet, teasing.  Daniel moaned and lifted his hips, silently asking Jack for more.  Jack smiled and moved his hands up to the small of his back, putting his weight behind the movement, and stroked upward, pressing his thumbs firmly on either side of Daniel's spine until they reached his shoulders, cupped his hands around Daniel's collarbones, then scratched downward again.  Daniel arched his back, pushed his hips into the floor, and gave a full body shiver. </div> <bR> <div> Jack focused his attention on that perfect ass.  He parted the cheeks again and stroked one finger along the hollow, from the perineum to the edge of the opening, not touching Daniel's center yet, not willing to give up the teasing.  He skirted around the muscle and continued up to the tail bone, then back down, skirting again on the other side.  He stroked the perineum several times, alternating between gentle and firm rubs, then pushed firmly and rubbed in small circles.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel started rolling his hips rhythmically.  Jack leaned back and watched his heavy sac compress and stretch, his balls squash against the floor.  He felt his mouth go dry and struggled to keep his lust under control.  Watching Daniel grind against the floor, and knowing that he'd caused it, was incredibly erotic.  He pressed both thumbs into the perineum then glided them up to Daniel's hole and lightly ringed it.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel groaned and rocked his hips harder, though still slowly.  His body broke out in a light sweat.  "Please, Jack."</div> <bR> <div> Jack held his cheeks firmly apart, then finally touched him.  He pressed gently with one finger, but didn't penetrate.  He pressed, then stroked outward.  The finger from his other hand joined in.  He was pressing and stroking, ringing the muscle, then moving back to the center.  Daniel's outer sphincter relaxed and he pulled a little more firmly, catching a glimpse of the pink interior.  He placed two fingers flat on opposite sides of the hole, then moved them together, creating friction in Daniel's anus as the edges slid past one another.  His fingers drifted back to the center and rubbed outward again, caressing the flushed ridge. </div> <bR> <div> Daniel was writhing now, moving sensuously underneath him, moaning almost constantly with pleasure.  "God, that feels good," he breathed.</div> <bR> <div> Jack ringed the muscle again, moved his fingers back to the perineum, then dragged them up to Daniel's tail bone, paying special attention to the insides of Daniel's cheeks, letting his nails lightly scrape the flesh.  He reached one hand underneath Daniel and guided his cock backward, so that he could cup both it and his balls at the same time.  He pulsed that hand gently while the fingers from his other hand continuously petted Daniel's hole, still not penetrating, but pressing lightly and stroking outward.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel half raised on his knees, his legs as far apart as he could get them, granting Jack complete access.  His hips rolled and twisted, pressing back, his voice encouraging, pleading, letting Jack know how much he liked it.</div> <bR> <div> Jack continued to hold and fondle his balls and cock with one hand while the other continued the tease of his anus.  He kept the cheeks spread with his fingers and let his thumb rub lightly over the entrance, circling and pressing, then he rubbed his whole hand up and down, stimulating every nerve in the sensitive area, from balls to the top of the crack.</div> <bR> <div> "That feels so good," Daniel panted, his breathing growing harsh and irregular.</div> <bR> <div> Encouraged, Jack continued, releasing Daniel's balls and moving both hands to work on the opening.  He massaged the cheeks firmly, rubbed them together, then parted them again, pressing both thumbs to the muscle and stroking out gently.  As his hands slid downward once again he let one pinky finger barely penetrate the hungry orifice, wiggling it slightly.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel's body jerked and his skin flushed.  "Yes, Jack," he gasped.  </div> <bR> <div> Jack withdrew the pinky and continued the massage.  Sometimes his fingers moved slowly outward, sometimes he rubbed quick circles with his thumb on the opening before stroking toward the rim.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel moved more fully onto his knees, using the better position to move his hips, push back, use his body to beg.    </div> <bR> <div> Jack's mouth wasn't dry any more.  It watered at the sight of Daniel's spasming opening so close, so he leaned forward and licked a broad stripe from the perineum up.  He gathered Daniel's balls and cock firmly in one hand again, and felt the organ surge with pleasure.</div> <bR> <div> "Jack!" Daniel gasped.  "Oh fuck, Jack!"  His hips twisted and rolled, his body no longer under his control, his movements dictated by sensation. </div> <bR> <div> Jack chuckled softly and did it again, dragging his tongue along the groove, then he let go of Daniel's cock and grasped both cheeks, pulling them open fully, and gently bit the inside of each one, down close to the anus, then licked and soothed the sensitive skin.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel was truly writhing now, his back arching and dipping, his hands clawing at the blanket, his thighs rippling with tension.  He had lost most of his words, and was pleading with a string of disconnected syllables punctuated with the occasional, "Please!"</div> <bR> <div> Jack licked over the hole once again, then plunged his tongue in as deep as it would go, wriggling it as he went.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel froze for a moment, then started moving again, babbling encouragements.  Jack had to work to keep his tongue where he wanted it and Daniel realized that, so he tried to control his movements, keep them smaller, but was incapable of holding completely still.</div> <bR> <div> Jack went with him, licking the area, tonguing the perineum firmly, then dragging his tongue softly over Daniel's twitching hole.  He pushed deep, then curled the tip, catching the ridge as he withdrew.  He kneeled back and noticed that Daniel's balls were snugged tight, his cock rock hard and red, leaking pre-come.  He caressed with his fingers again, petting the entrance with sweeping motions</div> <bR> <div> Jack realized that Daniel's ass was perfect enough to bite, so he did, leaving faint teeth marks on each cheek.  He then licked and kissed apologetically, but not really.  Anyone with an ass like that should expect it to get bitten.   He slid a finger back to the hole and pushed it in to the first knuckle, twisting and wiggling it, pulling outward against the ridge, stretching it slightly.   "Do you want to come?" he asked softly.</div> <bR> <div> "Yes!" Daniel said desperately.  "God, yes!  Please Jack!"</div> <bR> <div> "How?"</div> <bR> <div> Daniel's body shuddered.  "You inside me, on your lap, facing you."  </div> <bR> <div> Daniel started to twist around, but Jack stilled him.  "Wait."  He kissed each cheek, then grabbed the oil and drizzled a generous amount onto Daniel's anus.  He spent more time gently rubbing it around the outside, then finally pushed a finger slowly in.  Daniel arched his back and cried out, his body trembling with pleasure.  Jack peppered his back with kisses and prepared him quickly, then stroked his own cock, coating it liberally with oil.  "Okay," he said, and moved back to lean against the couch.  Daniel moved with lightening speed and straddled Jack's legs.  Jack looked into his eyes and saw that they were half closed with desire, darkened with lust.  He smiled and curled his hand around Daniel's nape, bringing his head forward for a hot, deep kiss.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel plundered Jack's mouth.  His tongue whirled and twisted, stroked his palate, caressed his tongue.  His hands were everywhere, caressing Jack's face and neck, his shoulders and chest, his thighs and stomach.  They kissed for an eternity, hard and needy, then Daniel held Jack's face with one hand, keeping the kiss going, and grasped his cock with the other, holding it steady as he slowly impaled himself on it.</div> <bR> <div> Jack kept one hand on his nape, keeping their lips glued together, and put the other on Daniel's hip, steadying him, connecting with him, helping him lower himself slowly.   He moaned deeply when he felt his cock push through Daniel's sphincter, and forced himself to stay still, not thrust.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel paused about half way down and gentled the kiss, making it slow and languid but somehow deeper, more meaningful, more intimate.  Jack felt a release of tension, then Daniel's whole body shuddered as he slid down and his prostate was firmly rubbed.  Jack's cock pulsed with pleasure, buried in the tight, slick heat. Daniel wrapped his arms around Jack and pulled him close, rubbing their abdomens together, trapping his cock between them.  Jack did the same, curling his arms around Daniel's back, keeping one hand gently on his nape, lightly massaging that sensitive spot.  </div> <bR> <div> Their movements were small and subtle.  Jack rocked and circled his hips, Daniel ground down, keeping Jack deeply inside and their stomachs pressed together.  Daniel felt every movement.  Somehow this was different from just fucking.  Jack was buried deep inside, not thrusting, but moving, pressing, rubbing in the most delicious way.  </div> <bR> <div> It didn't take long.  He felt his orgasm build and ripped his mouth away from Jack's, not wanting to bite his tongue.  His hips moved faster, circling, grinding, and then he reached the pinnacle of pleasure and fell.</div> <bR> <div> Jack felt it happen, felt Daniel tremble, then felt his muscles lock.  His hand was still at Daniel's nape, holding his head close.  Daniel arched back as he came and Jack watched.  Watched the pleasure rush over his face, watched his eyes squeeze shut against the beauty of it all, watched his mouth form a gasp of ecstasy.  Daniel's muscles released and he collapsed forward, his body twitching and shivering with euphoria.  </div> <bR> <div> Jack reveled in the contractions around his dick.  He held Daniel close and thrust as best he could, seeking his own release.  It came on him softly, deeply, with an intensity that left him breathless.</div> <bR> <div> He came back to himself to find Daniel kissing him, soft and sweet.  He returned the kisses, not willing to separate just yet, wanting to keep the connection.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel pulled his head away and looked into his eyes.  "I love you, Jack."  He lightly ran a finger from Jack's temple to his chin.</div> <bR> <div> Jack licked Daniel's lips slowly, his eyes warm and soft.  "You know I love you."</div> <bR> <div> "Yes," Daniel whispered, and kissed him again.  </div> <bR> <div> Jack could tell that Daniel was fast approaching the edge of sleep.  His kisses grew slower and sloppier.  He held Daniel tightly and toppled them gently to the side, then rolled them until Daniel was flat on his back, maintaining the kiss the whole time.  He pulled back and smiled down into Daniel's eyes.  "Goodnight, my someone," he said softly, and kissed Daniel's eyes closed.  </div> <bR> <div> Daniel sighed in contentment and drifted off to sleep.</div> <bR> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> ~ <I>finis ~</I></div> <bR> <div> FB for this story can be sent to <A HREF="mailto:featherautant@hotmail.com" TARGET="_top" TITLE="mailto:featherautant@hotmail.com"><U>Feather Autant</U></A>.</div> <div> <A HREF="id3_sg1_slash.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Stargate SG1 Slash Fiction"><U>Back to Fic List</U></A>     <A HREF="id2_directory.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Directory Listing"><U>Back to Directory</U></A>     <A HREF="id59_guest_authors.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Guest Authors"><U>Back to Guest Authors</U></A></div> <bR> <div>  <script> mypage="Firelight"; </script>  <script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.jellycounter.com/thenew/c/c.html?id=88453"></script><noscript><a href="http://www.jellycounter.com"><img src="http://www.jellycounter.com/thenew/c/c.html?id=88453&noscript=true" border="0"></a></noscript>   </div> </td> <td valign="top" rowspan="2" width=120 BGCOLOR="#FFFFFF" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="01178643.jpg"> <bR> </td> </tr><tr> <td valign="top" height=52 BGCOLOR="#FFFFFF" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="00f64643.jpg"> <div> <TABLE BORDER="0" CELLPADDING="0" CELLSPACING="0" WIDTH="161" BORDERCOLORLIGHT="#C0C0C0" BORDERCOLORDARK="#808080" FRAME="BOX" RULES="ALL" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" > <tR> <tD VALIGN=CENTER HEIGHT= 45 ><NOBR><div> <IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="39" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" WIDTH="29"></div> </NOBR></tD> <tD VALIGN=TOP><NOBR><div> <A HREF="index.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Plotexpo.com"><U><IMG SRC="0181d270.jpg" border=0 width="29" height="39" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></U></A></div> </NOBR></tD> <tD VALIGN=CENTER WIDTH="15"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="45" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="15" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></tD> <tD VALIGN=CENTER><NOBR><div> <A HREF="id139.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="MM"><U><IMG SRC="017271d0.jpg" border=0 width="39" height="29" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></U></A></div> </NOBR></tD> <tD VALIGN=CENTER><NOBR><div> <A HREF="id161.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Letters to Daniel"><U><IMG SRC="016271d0.jpg" border=0 width="39" height="29" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></U></A></div> </NOBR></tD> </tR> </TABLE></div> <bR> <bR> </td> </tr></table></body>