Pissy Rock-Boy

by Belladonna

URL: http://www.area52hkh.net/asb/belladonna/pissyrock.php
Summary: Jack knows which side his bread is buttered on

"Now Dr. Jackson, that's not what I meant." The other archeologist said in an annoyingly placating way.

Daniel leaned back in his seat, "And what ~did~ you mean Dr. Curtis?"

Jack hid a grin while Teal'c tightened his eyes, which for him was a visible wince, at the tone in Daniel's voice. To SG-1 it was the universal, 'Daniel's pissed and you're about to trip over your stupid feet into your doom' voice. No one ever won an argument with Daniel when he was right, as this Curtis guy was about to learn.

Dr. Ely Curtis leaned forward, "Well, your lack of experience on real digs is hindering your understanding of this one. This wasn't a Minoan type society, it was your standard Greek." He said pompously, "I think…" he started to add when Daniel leaned forward, his eyes dangerous.

"Why you..."

"Your ~thinking~ is going to get you killed, Dr. Curtis." Sam interrupted, her voice dripping with disdain, "If you have been paying attention to the small details, that even a layman like myself can see, you'd notice that the bulls used in the bas relief's were definitely Minoan, and the gold chips used for it's eyes indicate goa'uld."

Daniel smiled at his team mate, "I'm so proud!"

Sam smiled back, then focused her glare on the unhappy Dr. Curtis, "I think if you stop wasting Dr. Jackson's time on your inaccurate suppositions and continue to work we'd get done faster. You seem to have forgotten that if the goa'uld have been here once, then they may show up again."" Menace oozed from her words and the archeologist scuttled off.

Jack snorted, "Hooboy Danny. It ~must~ be that time of the month! I've never seen you get so pissy with a another archeologist like that."

Daniel looked at him in outrage, "That time of the month? I'm a guy, Jack! I get mad, not hormonal! And besides, Sam was the one that scared him away, why don't you say that to her?"

Grinning, Jack looked over at Carter who'd raised her eyebrow with interest, "What, you want me to get my ass kicked?"

"You got that right." Sam muttered while Teal'c smirked.

"Hmmph." Daniel said, but he covered his smile as he headed back to where the excavations were.

*

That night Jack was pinned down by 180 pounds of squirming, pissy archeologist, "~That time of the month~? What makes you think ~I'm~ not gonna kick your ass?" Daniel growled.

Looking up into the blue eyes of his lover, Jack grinned, "Because you like my ass too much."

"Oh yeah, " Daniel purred, "I'm going to take your ass and every time you sit you'll be reminded of why it hurts."

Arousal swept through Jack even as he huskily laughed, "I'd like to see you try, Rock-boy." And yelped as he was expertly flipped and his mouth taken in a passionate kiss. 'Damn, but his Rock-boy could kiss.'