Song Series - Caught a Touch of Your Love

<body topmargin=0 leftmargin=0 marginheight=0 marginwidth=0> <table cellpadding=0 cellspacing=0 border=0><tr> <td valign="top" rowspan="2" width=160 BGCOLOR="#FFFFFF" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="012a0643.jpg"> <bR> </td> <td valign="top" height=435 colspan=2 BGCOLOR="#FFFFFF" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="00f64643.jpg"> <div> <B>Song Series - Caught a Touch of Your Love</B></div> <div>  <A NAME="touch_of_your_love"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></div> <div> Daniel walked into his apartment and held the door open for Jack.  Once inside, Daniel closed and locked the door and turned to his friend.  He could see the brown eyes were slightly glazed by exhaustion - emotional and physical.  Daniel took Jack's coat and hung it beside his own.  "You want something to drink?" Daniel offered.</div> <bR> <div> "No, thanks," Jack said softly.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel stepped up to Jack and put his hands on the other man's waist.  "I know . . . you and I both want . . . damn."  He chuckled.  "Pretty good for a linguist, huh?"</div> <bR> <div> Jack moved his hands up down Daniel's upper arms.  "It's okay."</div> <bR> <div> "What I'm trying to say here is - there's company coming over in about six hours, you just got back home from a training mission, and I haven't gotten much sleep either.  I think both of us are a little tired."  He smiled encouragingly at Jack.  "How about we just get some sleep, have a very loud and boisterous Christmas morning once everyone gets here, get them all home . . . then . . ."</div> <bR> <div> "Ah.  Then."  Jack nodded.  "Hate to admit it, but it sounds like a good idea."</div> <bR> <div> "I'm known for those," Daniel said, his face very serious but his eyes sparkling.  He moved closer to Jack, wrapping his arms around the warm, strong body.  "But I'm not too tired for this."  He felt Jack tense briefly then veritably melt into the embrace.  They stood like that for long minutes, hands rubbing over backs and shoulders.</div> <bR> <div> "Daniel?"</div> <bR> <div> "Hm?"</div> <bR> <div> "You've . . . . you know . . . with guys before?"</div> <bR> <div> "A couple," Daniel said quietly, continuing his soothing motions over Jack's back.</div> <bR> <div> "'k."</div> <bR> <div> "That bother you?"</div> <bR> <div> He felt Jack shake his head.  "Relieved actually."  They were quiet a few more minutes.  "Recently?"</div> <bR> <div> "No, not since I was in college."</div> <bR> <div> Jack let out a long breath and his body relaxed completely.</div> <bR> <div> When Jack finally let go, he tried gamely to fight back a yawn.  "I am so sorry," he chuckled as Daniel led him to the bedroom.</div> <bR> <div> "I'll let you make it up to me later."  Daniel pulled open one of his dresser drawers and tossed something toward Jack.  The older man caught it and held the item out in front of him.</div> <bR> <div> "Daniel?"</div> <bR> <div> "Hmm?"</div> <bR> <div> "Since when do you wear silk pajama bottoms?"  Jack ran the black cloth through his hands and noticed Daniel grabbing a burgundy pair for himself.</div> <bR> <div> "When I have company," came the calm answer.</div> <bR> <div> "You have company?" Jack asked.  He felt a wave of jealousy slosh through his chest.</div> <bR> <div> "On occasion," Daniel answered.  "In which case, I let the lady wear the tops."  He turned and lifted his chin a bit defiantly.  "Never hurts to be a gentleman."</div> <bR> <div> Jack scowled down at the silk pants.  "No more company."</div> <bR> <div> "Don't worry," Daniel said as he made his way to the bathroom.  "I was planning on giving the tops to Sam."  Jack's eyes flashed up and caught Daniel's.  "She mentioned one day that she liked wearing stuff like this and could never find any in the stores.  It stuck in my mind."  Daniel grinned.  "You don't actually think she's spent the night here, do you?"</div> <bR> <div> "There's a few things I'm not real sure about right now," Jack said, his voice low.</div> <bR> <div> "I'll try and alleviate your fears later.  Right now, I gotta go."  He nodded toward the bathroom.</div> <bR> <div> Jack stripped quickly out of his clothes and slid into the cool material of the silk pants.  He heard the toilet flush and the water running in the sink.  After another few minutes, Daniel emerged, similarly dressed.  "All yours," he announced as he pulled off his glasses.  "I had an extra toothbrush, so I put that out for you."  He pulled the covers up and slid into bed, then looked up at Jack.  "What?"</div> <bR> <div> "Lookin' damn fine in those jammies, Doctor Jackson," Jack drawled over his shoulder as he made his way down the hall.</div> <bR> <div> "I can say the same for you, Colonel O'Neill."</div> <bR> <div> It was Daniel's intention to welcome Jack into bed with a kiss and some serious snuggling.  He was mortified when the alarm went off and the bedroom was flooded with light from a bright and cheery sky.  His embarrassment was somewhat diminished when he heard the grunted complaint from the warm body pressed securely against his back.  Daniel reached up and slapped at the alarm, shutting it off and letting the quiet descend on the room like a blanket.  He felt Jack nose around in the hair at the back of his neck which in turn caused a cascade of goose bumps to rise on his skin.  "Damn, you smell good.  But I swear, if you move anywhere other than straight out of bed, you'll start something neither one can finish before the troops get here," Jack warned just as Daniel was beginning to turn in his arms.  "I beg you - don't do that to me this morning."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel snickered.  "I've confessed my feelings for you, gotten you into my bed, slept the night wrapped in your arms and I have yet to get a kiss.  Can I expect one of those any time soon?"</div> <bR> <div> "Most assuredly.  But not when that pert, silk covered ass of yours is pushed against my crotch and we're about to be overrun with Christmas guests."  Jack opened his arms and let Daniel slide quietly out of bed.  "As an old man with a very iffy back, I thank you."  He lay back with a slight groan which caused Daniel to laugh.</div> <bR> <div> "You are pitiable, you know that don't you?"</div> <bR> <div> "Yes, pity me . . . I deserve much pity.  I'm so old I can't even get some nookie on Christmas Eve night when it's offered to me on a platter."</div> <bR> <div> Just then a knock sounded on the door and the excited voice of Cassie echoed into the room.</div> <bR> <div> "Dammit!" Jack said as he sprung from the bed.  "See, I freakin' knew it would happen."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel yanked the comforter from the bed and shoved a pillow at Jack.  "Here, put these on the couch.  You head to the bathroom and I'll get the door."  Daniel yanked his robe from a nearby chair.</div> <bR> <div> Jack did as instructed, arranging the bed things so it gave the appearance that he'd slept on the couch that night, caught the jeans and t-shirt that Daniel threw at him, and hurried into the bathroom.  Daniel yanked on a robe, waited until he heard the bathroom door shut, then pulled open the door.</div> <bR> <div> "Daniel!" Cassie squealed and launched herself into the man's arms.  "Merry Christmas!"</div> <bR> <div> "I'm so sorry, Daniel," Janet said as she followed her daughter into the apartment.  "She was absolutely unbearable this morning and I figured thirty minutes one way or the other . . ."  She stopped dead in her tracks, the explanation dying on her lips  when she saw the couch.  "Oh dear."</div> <bR> <div> "No, it's okay," Daniel smiled.  "Cassie, there's a surprise waiting for you."</div> <bR> <div> "There is?" asked the girl, looking around anxiously.  "What?"</div> <bR> <div> "Merry Christmas," came Jack's velvety voice from the hallway.</div> <bR> <div> "Jack!  You're here - you made it!"  Cassie leaped into Jack's arms and hugged him fiercely.  "I knew you'd come.  I made a wish that you'd be here."  She gave him an exuberant kiss on the cheek then slid back down to the floor.  "Did you sleep on Daniel's couch last night?  That's not very good for your back."</div> <bR> <div> "I slept over," he said evasively, purposely avoiding catching Daniel's eye.</div> <bR> <div> "I slept on the couch too," Cassie said.  "I was sooooooo excited, I wanted to stay up all night and watch the snow and the lights on the tree.  We didn't have anything like Christmas on Hanka.  I love Christmas, don't you?"  Cassie dragged Jack by the hand into the kitchen without giving him time to say anything.  He looked back at Daniel and Janet with a bemused look.  Cassie snagged a bag off the couch and handed it to Jack.  "Janet says we have to have cinnamon rolls on Christmas morning.  It's tradition.  So I made these and they should be ready to put in the oven.  They're homemade."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel and Janet exchanged an understanding look.  "See what I mean?" she asked as she patted Daniel on the arm.  "She was up at five this morning.  Woke me up wanting to know where the recipe book was."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel shook his head in amazement at the amount of energy being displayed.  "I need to get dressed," he said in answer.</div> <bR> <div> "Don't trouble yourself on my account, sugar," Janet said with a teasing, flirty wink.  "Burgundy and black are fine colors for you."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel blushed as he made his way to the bedroom.  "I'll just go . . . change."  Before he left, he managed to give Janet a small pinch to the back side which had the petite brunette laughing heartily.</div> <bR> <div> It was a few minutes later that Sam and Teal'c arrived, carrying large bags of brightly wrapped packages.  Cassie let out another high pitched squeal and helped unload the booty and set it beneath Daniel's ornately decorated tree.  Sam and Janet laughed as Cassie realized that the majority of her presents had been hidden from her and that she was the recipient of the majority of the gifts.</div> <bR> <div> "Sir," Sam smiled as she gave her commanding officer a brief hug, "I'm glad that you were able come home for Christmas."</div> <bR> <div> "Me too, Carter.  Hey, did you . . ."</div> <bR> <div> "All there under the tree, sir.  Stopped by your place night before last and picked it all up."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel turned and looked at Jack.  "Gifts, Daniel.  Gifts.  You know, Christmas, exchanging presents, things like that."</div> <bR> <div> "You can be such an ass," Daniel snorted into his coffee mug.  While everyone's attention was again diverted toward the tree, Daniel patted Jack's butt.  "Going commando today are we?" he asked.</div> <bR> <div> "Strangely enough, I seemed to be sans underwear when I got dressed this morning.  Wonder how that happened," Jack muttered back.</div> <bR> <div> "Hm.  I wonder," Daniel replied as he walked away.</div> <bR> <div> Cassie hurried past them and into the kitchen, proudly dishing up her hand-made breakfast.  The group sat around talking and laughing, enjoying the warmth of a beautiful morning.  At last Daniel announced that the opening of gifts would commence.  On the way into the living room, he flicked on his stereo and the room was filled with sounds of the season.  Jack was designated the gift distributor so he took the chair beside the tree with Daniel sitting on the floor by his side.  Daniel handed Jack a package for each person and the first round of gift opening began.  Cassie didn't seem to notice that she was well into her fourth present by the time everyone else had opened one.  She was the center of attraction and attention, and each adult in the room was enjoying watching her more than opening their own presents.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel finally decided that the gift on his lap needed tending to, so he peeled his eyes from a giggling Cassie who was modeling her new hat and scarf set and began to carefully unwrap a package tagged as being from "Colonel Santa."  He looked up at Jack who merely shrugged.  It was a large, heavy box, and Daniel was expecting something like a crate of rocks with an envelope and a gift certificate inside, but when he pushed open the top flap of the cardboard, his eyes grew wide in surprise.  "Oh my god," he whispered as he pulled out one of the twelve hand thrown clay mugs.  "Jack?"</div> <bR> <div> "You like them?"</div> <bR> <div> "They're amazing," he said as he passed some around for the others to see.  They were deep, solid mugs, glazed to a high gloss and hand painted with broad washes of color.  "You made these?"</div> <bR> <div> "I had some time on my hands," Jack said cryptically.  "I figured it was what every coffee addict needs.  An endless supply of clean mugs."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel ran his hands over the fine detailing of metallic gold and silver around the edge of the cups, examining them the same as he would the most precious and delicate artifacts on a dig.</div> <bR> <div> "Are you taking orders, Colonel?" asked Janet, admiring the handiwork.</div> <bR> <div> "I was thinking about setting up a little kiln at the house, maybe getting into this a little more."  Jack was proudly smug at the praise.</div> <bR> <div> "Put me on the list," Sam said.  "Sir.  You never cease to amaze me."</div> <bR> <div> "I sometimes amaze myself, Carter."</div> <bR> <div> Another round of gifts were passed out while Daniel carefully packed the mugs into the kitchen and set them well out of harm's way.  He returned to find Cassie underneath a set of earphones attached to her new CD player.  He looked at Jack and shook his head.  "You buy out Radio Shack for her?"</div> <bR> <div> "It's the spirit of the season," Jack replied easily.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel noticed Teal'c with a large fur-lined hat on his head and a very contented smile on his face.  "Teal'c?"</div> <bR> <div> "It is a gift from O'Neill," said the Jaffa calmly.</div> <bR> <div> "Of course it is," Daniel said.</div> <bR> <div> "Internet shopping is a wonderful thing," Jack murmured.  "Carter."  He handed Sam a gift.  "And.... Janet."  Another gift was passed along.</div> <bR> <div> By the time all was said and done, Cassie was inundated with gifts, Jack was immersed in his new Gameboy - courtesy of Daniel - Janet was still petting the cashmere sweater purchased for her by Teal'c, and Sam was in a state of nirvana when Daniel brought out the pajama tops for her.  By one o'clock, Daniel had bid everyone goodbye and leaned heavily against the door.</div> <bR> <div> "Jack?"</div> <bR> <div> A grunt from the couch was the only indication that the man had heard, followed by several loud beeps, chirps and electronic explosions.</div> <bR> <div> "I got a capon just on the offhand chance you'd be here, so, I'm going to put it in the oven - then..."  He let the sentence trail off.</div> <bR> <div> Jack's silver-haired head popped up from the couch and turned to look at Daniel.  "Then?"</div> <bR> <div> Daniel smiled.  "Yeah.  Then."</div> <bR> <div> "You need any help with that turkey?"</div> <bR> <div> "Capon."</div> <bR> <div> "Whatever."  Jack followed Daniel into the kitchen, his Gameboy forgotten on the couch.  Daniel stuffed the bird with the dressing he'd made previously and had ready, put it in the roaster, covered it with tinfoil and set it in the oven to cook slowly.  He and Jack washed up quickly then stood looking at each other.</div> <bR> <div> "Tell you what," Daniel said as he reached out to snag a belt loop on Jack's jeans, "how about I open a bottle of wine, we head into the bedroom and see where things progress from there?"</div> <bR> <div> "You're right, you do have good ideas."  He felt Daniel tug him forward and he went willingly.</div> <bR> <div> "I know," Daniel breathed against Jack's mouth.  "Wine?"</div> <bR> <div> Jack merely shook his head.  Jack didn't know what he was expecting when his lips met Daniel's, but he wasn't expecting the sheer force of emotion that slammed into him like a tidal wave.  He wasn't expecting the heat or the strength of the passion being directed at him.  All of it made him a little dizzy and he wrapped his arms tightly around Daniel to steady himself.  Daniel's tongue was wet and slick against his, teasing him, taunting him, then retreating - forcing Jack to take chase.  By the time they pulled apart, he had Daniel pinned firmly against the refrigerator, shirt undone and pants unbuttoned.  "Jesus, Daniel . . . where the hell did you learn to kiss like that?"</div> <bR> <div> "Natural talent," Daniel said, pushing Jack away slightly.  "Bedroom's that way."</div> <bR> <div> "Can't walk.  Legs don't work," Jack said as he began licking the side of Daniel's neck.</div> <bR> <div> "Won't need your legs in a few minutes.  Just need 'em long enough to get to the bed . . ."   Daniel grabbed Jack's head in his hands and turned him into another hungry kiss.</div> <bR> <div> "Let's just drop down and do it right here," Jack panted, rubbing his body slowly against Daniel's.  "You can show me some new uses for olive oil."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel was tempted, the ache in his groin nearly overpowering his higher brain functions.  He shook his head deliberately.  "No."  He clamped his hands down onto Jack's ass and tugged him in tight to his crotch.  "Not the first time."</div> <bR> <div> Jack fisted the front of Daniel's open shirt, then pulled it down over his shoulders and off his arms.  He looked down at the sculpted chest of the man who was about to become his lover.  "You're a work of art, Daniel.  Christ, look at you."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel shoved hard at Jack, grabbed his arm and drug him back through the living room.  He felt resistance for a moment, then Jack continued on willingly.  He turned on Jack as soon as they were at the door and saw a CD case in his hand.  Cassie's writing was across the label - "Old Time Music."  Daniel watched as Jack quickly put the disc in the player next to the bed, turned the volume down and hit play.  Without another word, Daniel found himself toppled into the sheets with a half-naked Colonel as B.B. King began to sing.</div> <bR> <div> <I>I'm not feeling like I usually do</I></div> <div> <I>I think it might have something to do with you</I></div> <div> <I>Every time you're near me</I></div> <div> <I>My body gets hot</I></div> <div> <I>Don't need a doctor</I></div> <div> <I>I know what I've got</I></div> <bR> <div> <I>Caught a touch of your love</I></div> <div> <I>It came on overnight</I></div> <div> <I>I must have held you too tight last night</I></div> <div> <I>Caught a touch of your love</I></div> <bR> <div> Jack ran his hand over Daniel's chest, down and across his ribs and back over his abdomen.  The open jeans urged him to go lower, as did the firm bulge hidden inside.  He nuzzled his nose against Daniel's sideburn which prompted a small chuckle from the other man.  "I want to see," Jack whispered in Daniel's ear.</div> <bR> <div> "Then look," Daniel replied through a smile</div> <bR> <div> Jack's hand crept lower, fingers probing carefully into the open fly.  He growled as his fingertips made contact with Daniel's thick, silky pubic hair.  Jack pushed into it, feeling the warmth of Daniel's skin and the surprising denseness of the hair itself.  He quirked an eyebrow at Daniel.</div> <bR> <div> "Makes up for not having any on my upper body," Daniel said in a whisper.</div> <bR> <div> Jack sat up, shucked off his own pants, and moved between Daniel's legs, tugging down the jeans over the slim hips as he went.  Daniel's engorged cock sprang free, the base surrounded by a thick patch of shiny auburn.  Wiggling his way out of his jeans completely, Daniel splayed his legs wide open for Jack's unabashed examination.</div> <bR> <div> Reaching both hands down, Jack began to knead the well-furred region, rubbing firmly into the soft flesh that lay beneath, right at the base of Daniel's cock.  "Awwww gawwwwd," Daniel groaned, working his hips up into Jack's insistent hands.  Without further hesitation, Jack lay down between Daniel's legs and buried his face into the dark red hair.</div> <bR> <div> <I>Your affection has affected me</I></div> <div> <I>I'm feeling kind of dizzy</I></div> <div> <I>And weak in the knees</I></div> <div> <I>I've been in love before</I></div> <div> <I>But never so bad</I></div> <div> <I>You're in my system</I></div> <div> <I>And it's driving me mad</I></div> <bR> <div> <I>Caught a touch of your love</I></div> <div> <I>It came on overnight</I></div> <div> <I>I must have held you too tight last night</I></div> <div> <I>Caught a touch of your love.</I></div> <bR> <div> "Mmmmmm - the scent of you," Jack practically purred, snuffling around in the crease between thigh and groin.  Daniel bit his lower lip and twisted his hands into the sheets to keep himself still.  The press of a wet tongue against his skin forced a shudder-filled moan from his throat.  He rocked his hips slightly as Jack licked and kissed his way along the warm length of Daniel's insistent erection.</div> <bR> <div> Jack's tongue swirled over Daniel's sac, causing him to grunt in appreciation.  Jack nuzzled down farther, sucking at the perineum's soft skin.  "Oh . . . shit," Daniel stammered thickly.  "I thought you've never done this before."</div> <bR> <div> "I know what I like," Jack said, supremely please with himself.  "Gonna do the same to you."  He looked up suddenly.  "Lube?"</div> <bR> <div> "Wha?  Oh . . . uh . . . drawer."  Daniel motioned to the night stand.</div> <bR> <div> Jack moved quickly, snagged his prize and resumed his place between his lover's legs.  When Daniel pulled his knees up to his chest, Jack saw the entrance to the man's body and redirected himself immediately.  Laving his tongue over the tight muscle brought nearly continuous moans and gasps of pleasure from Daniel.  When at last Jack breached the tight ring, Daniel let out a shout and pushed himself onto Jack's tongue.  Daniel was tripping every switch Jack had by being such a responsive and vocal lover.  "You like that, Jack?" he finally managed to ask.</div> <bR> <div> "Fuck yes," Jack hissed against him, diving in for more.  Daniel could only throw his head back on the pillow and try to breathe.  After long moments, Jack pulled himself away and got to his knees.  He lowered himself onto Daniel who leaned up to take his mouth in a crushing kiss.  The sound of the exchange only pushed Daniel closer to the edge and soon he was trembling with the effort of controlling his impending orgasm.</div> <bR> <div> <I>The fever from your kisses</I></div> <div> <I>Tears me apart</I></div> <div> <I>It starts from your lips</I></div> <div> <I>And goes straight to my heart</I></div> <div> <I>No use pretending</I></div> <div> <I>'Cause baby I'm sure</I></div> <div> <I>There's no cure</I></div> <div> <I>And I've just gotta have more</I></div> <bR> <div> <I>Caught a touch of your love</I></div> <div> <I>It came on overnight</I></div> <div> <I>I must have held you too tight last night</I></div> <div> <I>Caught a touch of your love</I></div> <bR> <div> Jack knelt back up over Daniel, holding his cock in his hand.  "You want this?"</div> <bR> <div> "Put it in me," Daniel demanded.</div> <bR> <div> "It's gonna hurt," Jack said, a very dangerous and hot look in his eyes.  He reached to his side for the bottle of lube.</div> <bR> <div> "Want it," Daniel snarled.  He held out his own hand and Jack dribbled lube onto the waiting fingers.  As Jack watched, Daniel began to prepare himself.  Daniel watched in fascination as Jack lubed his cock then moved his fingers to join Daniel's.  Daniel moved his hand away and let Jack take over.  By the time Jack was stroking three fingers deep inside him, Daniel was nearly incoherent with need.</div> <bR> <div> "Where is it?" Jack asked.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel smiled.  "Curl your fing . . . holy fucking SHIT!"  Daniel's hips bucked hard as the calloused fingertips slid over his prostate.</div> <bR> <div> "Target acquired," Jack grinned.</div> <bR> <div> "How the hell?" Daniel panted.</div> <bR> <div> "Sara used to do that to me," Jack smirked.  "Straight sex doesn't mean sex without the happy button."</div> <bR> <div> Jack lined himself up and began to push.  He felt resistance, then yielding, more resistance, then a long slow slide into the satiny warmth of Daniel's body.</div> <bR> <div> "Ohgodohgodohgodohgod," Daniel chanted as Jack worked to open him.  There was a sudden release of tension and Jack's hips snugged firmly against Daniel's groin.  Jacked moved his hips slowly, rolling them against Daniel until his lover began to move in a rhythm that gave him what he needed.  "Let go for me, Daniel.  Don't be afraid to let go."</div> <bR> <div> "Jaaaaack."  The name from Daniel's mouth was a whispered benediction.  Wrapping his strong legs around Jack's waist, Daniel pulled himself into Jack's thrusts.  Jack was pitched forward and he came to rest on his forearms.</div> <bR> <div> "Yes!  There!" Daniel shouted as the angle of Jack's cock changed and applied direct pressure against that one certain spot inside his body.  Jack lengthened his strokes and smiled as he heard and felt Daniel's rumbled moan of pleasure.</div> <bR> <div> "Gonna do this forever," Jack breathed into the warm mouth below his.</div> <div> "Just like this," Daniel sighed, overcome with the sensations.  "Slow and deep."  Daniel clamped his hands possessively over Jack's butt to direct the action and murmured encouragement as Jack circled his hips on the next thrust . . . and the next . . . and the next. . . .</div> <bR> <div> The cadence of their bodies was hypnotic and easy, the smooth push and pull driving each man slowly, inexorably toward completion.  Both were balanced on the knife's edge of climax.  Daniel stroked Jack's back, his hands moving through the film of sweat that coated him.  The sounds Jack was making were the most erotic thing Daniel could ever remember hearing.  He wanted to come for Jack, needed to - his body ached for it.  Jack looked down, eyes black and sizzling with passion.  "You there?"</div> <bR> <div> "Jack, please," Daniel begged, clutching at Jack.  "Need to come . . . for you . . . need to come."</div> <bR> <div> Jack slid his arms under Daniel's shoulders, curling his hands over so they where on either side of his neck, fingers massaging just above the collar bone..  He picked up the pace of his thrusts and Daniel's voice broke as he cried out.  Jack kept him just at the edge of orgasm for a few more seconds then looked directly into his eyes.  "I love you," he whispered.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel screamed as his body released, Jack's mouth coming down immediately to swallow the sound as his own body seemed to fly apart in the throws of ecstacy.  Both men shuddered through their climaxes until they were completely spent, neither able to move.  The smokey blues songs of the CD droned on as each man tried to pull together what little shreds of coherent thought remained to them.</div> <bR> <div> Jack made to move off of Daniel, but he was stopped by arms and legs pinning him in place.  "Not yet," Daniel said softly.</div> <bR> <div> Jack kissed the side of his neck and bunched a pillow up over Daniel's shoulder so he could lay his head down.  "Okay."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel felt him laugh softly.  "What?"</div> <bR> <div> "I don't think my balls are gonna come back down for a week," Jack moaned as he snuggled in closer.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel snorted into Jack's shoulder which sent them both off into a laughing fit.  After a few moments, Daniel relinquished his hold on Jack and let the man roll away.  They lay covered in sweat and semen, completely satiated, and starving.</div> <bR> <div> "How long's that bird have to cook?" Jack asked.</div> <bR> <div> "Should be ready by four," Daniel said, looking at the clock.  His eyes stopped at the case perched atop the CD player.  "Hey, what's the name of that first song on that CD?"</div> <bR> <div> "Don't really know," Jack said as he rolled Daniel away from his temporary distraction.  "I liked it, though."</div> <bR> <div> "Yeah, I think that one will be getting lots of air play," Daniel said as he rolled with Jack to the other, cooler, cleaner side of the bed.  "Jack?"</div> <bR> <div> "Daniel."</div> <bR> <div> "Cassie wasn't the only one who made a wish.  I'm glad you're home."</div> <bR> <div> "Merry Christmas, Daniel."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel remembered the confrontation he'd had in the gear up room with Jack just before he'd left for the training mission.  This time his voice held no bitterness and no anger.  He slid halfway on top of Jack, brushing their lips together.  "Merry Christmas, Jack.  Merry Christmas."</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> - finis -</div> <bR> <div> <A HREF="mailto:claforce@plotexpo.com" TARGET="_top" TITLE="mailto:claforce@plotexpo.com"><U>Give the author's ego a marshmallow . . . please feed the bear.</U></A></div> <bR> <bR> <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></div> <bR> <bR> <div> <I><B>Caught a Touch of Your Love</B></I></div> <bR> <div> <I>I'm not feeling like I usually do</I></div> <div> <I>I think it might have something to do with you</I></div> <div> <I>Every time you're near me</I></div> <div> <I>My body gets hot</I></div> <div> <I>Don't need a doctor</I></div> <div> <I>I know what I've got</I></div> <bR> <div> <I>Caught a touch of your love</I></div> <div> <I>It came on overnight</I></div> <div> <I>I must have held you too tight last night</I></div> <div> <I>Caught a touch of your love</I></div> <bR> <div> <I>Your affection has affected me</I></div> <div> <I>I'm feeling kind of dizzy</I></div> <div> <I>And weak in the knees</I></div> <div> <I>I've been in love before</I></div> <div> <I>But never so bad</I></div> <div> <I>You're in my system</I></div> <div> <I>And it's driving me mad</I></div> <bR> <div> <I>Caught a touch of your love</I></div> <div> <I>It came on overnight</I></div> <div> <I>I must have held you too tight last night</I></div> <div> <I>Caught a touch of your love.</I></div> <bR> <div> <I>The fever from your kisses</I></div> <div> <I>Tears me apart</I></div> <div> <I>It starts from your lips</I></div> <div> <I>And goes straight to my heart</I></div> <div> <I>No use pretending</I></div> <div> <I>'Cause baby I'm sure</I></div> <div> <I>There's no cure</I></div> <div> <I>And I've just gotta have more</I></div> <bR> <div> <I>Caught a touch of your love</I></div> <div> <I>It came on overnight</I></div> <div> <I>I must have held you too tight last night</I></div> <div> <I>Caught a touch of your love</I></div> <bR> <div> <I><B>Performed by B.B. 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