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Say Goodbye to McMurdo
"So," Daniel said as he buckled into the harness of the helicopter, "exceptional flying skills."
Major John Sheppard looked over at the man. "Apparently."
Daniel smiled sympathetically. "Jack's quite a force of nature, isn't he?"
"You could say that."
"He brow beat you into going?"
"More like gave me the death glare until I capitulated," Sheppard said. The chopper began to rise from the snow, a cloud of ice crystals all around them. "McMurdo, this is Alpha Foxtrot 926 inbound. ETA 45 minutes."
Daniel reached back and grabbed the headphones, placing them over his ears. He adjusted the mic then settled back for the flight.
"You've known him a while?" Sheppard asked.
"About ten years ... give or take." Daniel slipped on his sunglasses and looked around appreciatively. "It really is pretty here when the weather's clear, isn't it?"
"How the hell do you work with the guy?" Sheppard demanded.
Daniel laughed. "Jack's a lot more bluff than he is bite. Usually. Unless you cross him. He used to be Special Ops, so I'm sure he'd have no problem killing you and hiding the body if you piss him off."
Sheppard blanched a little and Daniel let out one of his rare laughs.
"Jesus, what the hell have I signed on for?" Sheppard asked.
"Don't worry," Daniel said, "Jack's the best commanding officer you can ever hope to have. Although, that will only be until you're done out processing. I don't know who they're getting to head up this expedition as military commander."
They flew in relative silence for some time until Sheppard spoke again. "I hear O'Neill's a pilot?"
Daniel nodded. "He can fly anything." The tone of pride in his voice was obvious.
"You guys really are friends, aren't you?"
"Yes, we are."
"Seems like he'd be a good friend to have," Sheppard said with a nod.
Daniel merely smiled.
That night, back at McMurdo with a sudden snow storm trapping everyone on base until it blew over, Jack made his way to Daniel's quarters and knocked briefly at the door.
"Come in."
Jack stepped inside, bolting the door behind him. "Well, well, Doctor Jackson, looks like you're packing up to head home."
Daniel nodded distractedly. "I've pretty much done what I can here. I need to be back at the Mountain to do anything of further significance on any translations."
"I'm flying out in the morning. How about we get in one last one before we head home?"
Daniel looked up at Jack's lopsided grin and shook his head. "At your age aren't you supposed to be losing your sex drive?"
"Hey. Easy with the age thing," Jack said. "Here I was going to offer to let you choose the position."
"Or maybe the toy?" Daniel said quietly.
"Toy? You have toys and you didn't tell me?" Jack asked, stepping fully into the room. "And....is that a blush on your face?"
Daniel looked down and away, pretending to reorganize some books. "He is handsome."
"What? Who?"
"Your pilot friend."
"Sheppard?"
Daniel shrugged and sifted through his shirts. "Might be fun."
"You're serious?" Jack asked, stepping into Daniel's personal space.
Daniel looked up through his eyelashes and gave a half smile.
An hour later, Sheppard was standing in O'Neill's borrowed office, practically quivering with nerves.
"I need to have a small talk with you," Jack said, closing and locking the door, "off the record. And would you relax? You're gonna strain something just standing there."
"Yes, sir," Sheppard said, allowing his arms and legs to loosen.
"I've read your record, Major. Quite honestly, I had some reservations."
"You pushed pretty hard for someone with reservations."
"I also pride myself in knowing a good man when I see one. You think there's any way in hell I would have gone into half the situations I did with someone like Daniel Jackson on my team if I didn't think he could do the job?"
"Gonna have to pass on that one, sir. I don't really know him very well."
Jack chuckled and sat on the corner of the old war-surplus metal desk. "There's something else I learned after all these years in the field. I trust what that man tells me, no matter how whacked it might sound. He's usually right."
"That's an awful lot of trust, considering the work you do."
"Yes it is," Jack said. "That's why we're having this little chat, as it were. You've served with multi-national forces in the past."
"Yes, sir," Sheppard confirmed.
"Ever had any problems with them? Some military doctrines are quite a bit more, liberal, shall we say, than the American military code."
"None come to mind."
"No problems with possible same-sex relationships that might crop up on this expedition?"
"You can't ask me that, sir."
"Off the record, Sheppard. You have a problem with that?"
"No."
Jack leveled his gaze at Sheppard, looking directly into his eyes. He saw the man swallow.
"Because it will happen, Sheppard."
"Wouldn't be any of my business, sir."
"Any chance of you participating?"
Jack watched as the barest hint of color touched the Major's face. "That would probably be my business, sir." But in his eyes, Jack saw what he needed to see.
"Would it surprise you to know that Daniel Jackson and I have been in a relationship for the better part of the last seven years?"
Sheppard's eyebrows made it halfway to his hairline before he got them back under control. "Yes, sir, it would."
"Surprised the hell out of me, too," Jack said, jogging his eyebrows as if to say 'did it ever', then swung around to sit in the chair behind the desk. "Lessen your opinion of me?"
"Don't know you that well, sir, but from what I've seen so far, no. It doesn't."
"Of him?"
"He seems like a pretty stand-up guy," Sheppard said honestly.
"So do you, Sheppard," O'Neill said and he saw the Major visibly relax. "You know how things can happen in combat situations. Guys get tight, turn to each other for support, one thing leads to another."
"Yes, sir," Sheppard said with a nod.
"Imagine that .... times a thousand," Jack said, leaning back in his chair. "That's what going to Atlantis is going to be like. Things may happen. I want you to know, I understand that. You do your job, get things done and keep those people safe...I won't care who you find comfort with at night."
"Yes, sir," Sheppard said with a small smile. "Thank you."
"As to that," Jack said, leaning forward, "I have an offer of a personal nature for you..."
Daniel pulled his door open when he heard a sharp knock. He found one rather nervous Major and an all-too-smug General standing at his door. "Hello."
"Daniel, considering you're shipping out tomorrow to head back to Colorado, the Major and I have come to debrief you."
Daniel bit his lower lip, turned and walked further into the room. Jack held out his hand, motioning inside. "After you, Major." Jack rubbed his mouth to hide his grin and followed Sheppard across the threshold. He locked the door behind his back as he watched both men turn and stare at him in disbelief. "Come on, it was funny," he drawled.
"Lost your mind lately, Jack?" Daniel asked.
"Fun-ny," Jack said again, drawing the word out. "Now, the good Major has agreed to join us for an evening of fun and frolick. I don't see why we should keep him waiting."
Sheppard's eyes looked a little shell shocked and Daniel took pity on him. "We could sit down and talk a little first."
"You weren't kidding when you said 'force of nature," Sheppard mumbled in Daniel's direction. "But, there's something to be said for just getting right to the ... fun ... and ... " Sheppard watched as Jack began to undress quickly, laying his clothes carefully on a chair standing by the door. "Frolick."
Daniel came to stand behind Sheppard, pressing his body close to the lean frame. "If you insist," he breathed into the strangely pointed ear. His hands went around the trim waist and began tugging open the BDUs, unlatching the belt and pushing the pants down quickly.
"You're awfully good at that," Sheppard said, his voice slightly breathless.
"Years of practice," Daniel muttered, nuzzling up into the wild, black hair.
Jack watched the two with a smile. "That is most certainly a pretty picture." He stepped forward, caught Sheppard's face between his hands and kissed him hard, tongue sweeping into the wet mouth to take up residence and stay awhile.
"Take it easy on him, Jack," Daniel chuckled as he kicked off his shoes, pants and briefs following quickly thereafter. "He doesn't know you like I do."
Sheppard broke away, reached back, grabbed Daniel by the hair, and zeroed in on Daniel's mouth. "It's fine," he said, breathing heavily, "totally fine. I learn fast." Their kiss was dirty and sloppy - just the way Daniel liked them.
"I like a man who can adapt quickly to changing circumstances," Jack laughed as he pulled the two men down onto Daniel's - thankfully queen sized - bed. Within seconds, he was surrounded by warm, naked skin, some covered in course hair, some flawlessly smooth. He closed his eyes, turned his head and received a kiss. Daniel. Jack smiled and reached out a hand. A heavy, veined cock surrounded by a thick patch of silky hair at the base. Sheppard.
As they made themselves comfortable, Daniel reached up and turned off the light, plunging the room into darkness lit only by the briefest of glints from outside. Jack smiled. He liked this - not knowing for certain whose tongue was laving his balls or pressing into his ass, whose hand was on his cock or whose cock he was sucking. At least, he didn't know right at first, but it would eventually become apparent, then he would reach out and the guessing game would begin again. When two mouths descended on his cock at once he flopped onto his back, spread his legs and let them have at it. Fingers worked into him, first one man, then the other, then back again, until finally, finally, he felt the blunt head of a cock pushing at his ass. He relaxed his muscles and let it in. He groaned loudly when he realized it wasn't Daniel. The groan became louder when he felt a tongue gliding over the stretched opening of his ass, up along the other man's shaft, then returning moments later.
"Daniel Jackson, you are one kinky bastard," he panted, working his hips up into Sheppard's.
"You love it," came Daniel's voice.
"Oh holy fuck," Sheppard hiss as he leaned forward onto Jack's chest.
"Good?" Jack asked, running his hands through that amazing, messy hair.
"He's got his tongue in my ass," Sheppard laughed into Jack's neck. "He always like this?"
"Ohhhhh yeah," Jack confirmed happily. "Get him good, Daniel."
"He gets me any better, this is going to be over before I'm done frolicking," Sheppard warned.
Jack heard the brief slap of flesh and Sheppard jerked above him.
"Get a move on, John," Daniel said playfully.
"Yes, sir," Sheppard snickered and began a gentle rhythmic thrusting deep into Jack's body.
Jack heard the lube click open and shut, and then Sheppard's moans took on a new pitch.
"What have you been doing with yourself, Major?" Daniel laughed and Jack felt the increase in weight over him.
"Cold and lonely down here," Sheppard panted. "Can't blame a guy for bringing a few diversionary items with him."
"Oh?" Jack asked, sucking happily on a collar bone.
"I like wearing a plug when I fly," Sheppard gasped. "Vibrations from the blades....oh fuck yes."
Jack felt Daniel begin to move urgently. "You like the thought of that, Daniel?"
Daniel made an indefinable noise into the skin of Sheppard's back and pumped his hips quickly, driving his cock back and forth into the warm, soft skin. "You know how I am about that."
"Daniel loves toys," Jack explained, running his hands down to Sheppard's hips and guiding his thrusts. "Come on, I can take a lot more than that."
Sheppard got serious and dictated the rhythm that would drive him deep into Jack's body then impale him on Daniel's cock. The complete physicality of it all had him far closer, and far sooner, than he wanted. "I'm not gonna make it for long like this."
"This your first time with two guys?" Daniel asked eagerly.
"Yeah, it is," Sheppard said, his voice strained.
"Jack and I have talked about it, but we've never done it. When I saw you today, I knew. In my gut. I knew. My god you've got a great ass."
That was all it took for Sheppard to let go inside Jack. Jack waited to feel the wash of warmth inside him, but it never happened. Condom, he thought. That's Daniel, always taking care of the details.
Daniel pulled back and began tugging urgently at the other two men. "Jack, now you. You have him."
Jack stood up, his cock jerking and bucking when Daniel pressed a condom into his palm before arranging Sheppard on the bed to his liking. Jack slid the sheath down over his cock then reached out to feel Sheppard's back as he knelt on hands and knees at the very end of the bed. From somewhere beside the bed, Daniel clicked on a small flash light and pointed it up at the ceiling before setting it down. It barely illuminated the bed where they were, but gave Jack enough light to work by. He saw Daniel laying spread legged at the head of the bed with Sheppard already sucking hungrily at the rigid cock. "Lube's there by your knee," Daniel motioned.
Jack slicked himself up, took aim, and pushed in, eliciting a deep groan from Sheppard. The sound brought Daniel's hips up off the bed and drew a whine from his throat.
Jack spread his legs, grabbed Sheppards hips and started thrusting. He looked up at Daniel and smiled. "Like this?"
Daniel could only nod. "Hand me the lube," he finally managed. Jack tossed it up to him without so much as missing a beat. John whimpered happily as Jack found just the right angle and depth and began a prostate massage he would not soon forget.
Lube was poured onto Sheppard's fingers that then found their way into Daniel's ass to begin prepping him for what would come next. Jack merely shook his head and laughed.
Minutes later the chant of "ohgod ohgod...ohgodohgodohgod," filled the air. Daniel trapped Sheppard's wrist, refusing to let him pull his fingers out while he came. Jack reached around and sure enough, Sheppard was hard as a rock again and more than a little wet at the tip. Jack pulled out carefully, removed the condom, and slicked up his bare cock. Sheppard stood on shaky legs and Jack eased him to the end of the bed. Daniel spun around on the bed, laying on his back, his head just hanging over the bottom edge of the mattress. Kneeling forward onto the mattress slightly with his knees, Sheppard brought his cock down to Daniel's lips where it was immediately sucked deep.
Sheppard raised his eyes and watched as Jack pushed Daniel's knees toward his chest, then breached the opening with one, slow shove of his lubed cock. The exclamation was muffled by the length of hard dick in his mouth, but Sheppard knew Daniel was not feeling any pain whatsoever.
The dim light was hardly enough to see by, but Sheppard could see enough of Jack to know that he was buried balls deep inside Daniel. His ass twitched because just minutes before, it had been him riding Jack O'Neill. He'd had his own cock shoved in as far as he could go into the hot, sweet channel of the man.
Daniel sucked harder when the taste of Sheppard's precome flooded his mouth, made him claw and grasp at the furred torso above him.
"Hottest thing I've ever seen in my life," Sheppard laughed and shared a look with Jack.
The slurping sounds Daniel was making were driving Jack closer and closer to the brink. As if he could sense both men were practically at the point of no return, Daniel reached down and began to stroke his cock. Jack moaned low and heavy in his chest and Sheppard pulled the cock from Daniel's mouth with a pop before lowering his balls to the welcoming mouth.
"C'mon, Jack," Sheppard whispered, "fuck him hard."
Jack heard a plaintive noise of agreement come from Daniel. He leaned forward, braced his arms and began thrusting hard enough to fill the room with the sound of slapping flesh. At the last moment he pushed back up straight and gave Sheppard a clear view of Daniel coming for the second time while he pumped and pulsed deep within him during his own orgasm. It was enough to send Sheppard over the edge for a second orgasm of his own, hot trails of his semen landing to mix with Daniel's on the man's smooth stomach.
Jack's hips jerked erratically with the final tremors of his climax before pulling out and sitting back on his knees. He watched as Sheppard rolled Daniel up onto his shoulders before bending over and licking delicately at the reddened, slightly swollen opening. Jack's cock twitched eagerly and he gripped himself in a strong hand as he watched Sheppard lick Daniel's still-twitching hole. He laughed when, after a few minutes, Sheppard slid bonelessly to the floor and lay there panting heavily.
Daniel, unsurprisingly, was nearly comatose and Jack was feeling the definite urge to lay down and nap. He patted Daniel gently on the hip and rolled him into a sitting position, even if he was listing heavily into Jack's side. "What say we help the good Major clean up a little before we all fall down?"
Daniel nodded stupidly and turned on a small reading light clamped to the headboard before staggering into the bathroom, gathering up the used condoms along the way. Sheppard managed a sitting position that was mostly upright when he was surprised by Jack's mouth covering his. He opened up and Jack happily shoved his way inside with his tongue. "You don't mind that, I take it?" he mumbled against Jack's mouth.
Jack shook his head and pulled Sheppard onto the bed with him. Daniel came out and lay a warm washcloth onto his stomach while swiping at his own chest with a dry towel. He then forced his way between Jack and John, playfully shoving Jack's face out of the way so he could get to the kiss swollen lips of the Major for himself.
Sheppard began to laugh as both men tussled for kisses until they were all wound up together under the covers. "Quick nap then we've got to go," Jack whispered.
"Maybe we can have another debriefing before I ship out for Atlantis," John suggested.
"I think I'll make that a requirement," Jack yawned, making sure Daniel was snugged up against John's back as close as he could get before settling the man's dark head on his own shoulder.
"Could take all night," Daniel muttered, already sliding toward dream land.
"God, I hope so," John snickered as he, too, drifted off.
Jack knew in his heart that Atlantis was going to be in good hands.
~finis~
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