Now I'm Home

by drdjlover

URL: http://www.area52hkh.net/asd/drdjlover/imhome.php
Summary: Will Daniel eventually remember what he and Jack had together?

Daniel was back. We found him on Vis Uban. He doesn't remember anything, though. Doesn't even remember me. But time didn't allow for a reunion. There was a Goa'uld that needed to be stopped and we needed Daniel to accomplish it.

We, eventually ended up on Kelowna, and almost lost again there with Hy'rak. That man needs to chill. Hy'rak escaped through the Stargate, luckily without the jewel they came looking for, thanks to Daniel. All right, thanks to Jonas too.

We stood in the gateroom and all said our goodbyes to Jonas. I made sure that he had not forgotten anything, asking to make sure he had everything, including his toothbrush. I didn't want him back, now that Daniel was here.

It has been two weeks since Daniel's return. I am finally taking him off base. With the next seven days off, I was hoping to improve Daniel's memory.

~~~

During the drive, I decided to try to make small talk. As we passed the final checkpoint and headed down the mountain road, Daniel's left hand came onto its usual resting spot, my right inner thigh. I don't know if he even realized it was there. It was a position that became automatic when we began seeing each other. It was a touch that nobody could see. An intimate thing we could do out in public… well as public as inside a car or truck could be.

"So, anything look familiar?"

Daniel continued to look out his window. "No. Where are we going?"

"To ou... my house."

When we reached our house, (I smiled as realized I still thought of it as ours), I was hoping to see some sort of recognition; but there was nothing. I didn't want Daniel to remember things quickly. That would put too much of a strain on him. Too much of a strain on us. All I wanted was some sort of recognition as to how deep our friendship was. Eventually, down the road at some point, I would hope that Daniel would remember what we were, are, to each other.

I told Daniel to make himself at home when we entered the front door. He just looked around, lost. After a few hours, Daniel seemed to relax and moved about as if it was second nature. It *was* second nature to him. He lived here with me for the past three years. I went outside do some yard work, and to water the rose bushes in the backyard, and when I returned I found him in the kitchen peeling an apple.

I had sent our cleaning person on errands yesterday knowing that I would be able to bring Daniel home today. I sent her with a grocery list of all his favorite foods including granny smith apples. He told me once that he loved the fact that they were so sour and made his jaws clench.

I stood across the room and watched my love. Silently, I watched him peeled the apple. Just like he used to. He'd quarter the apple and then peeled the green skin from the outside. He used to say that the peel bothered his stomach. After Daniel was finished, he placed three pieces on a napkin, placed one in between his teeth, and turned with his snack. Startled, and speaking with the apple still clutched in his teeth, Daniel apologized, "I'm sorry, I was hungry. I should have asked. Do you mind?"

Smiling, I replied, "Are you kidding? I bought them for you. They used to be your favorite."

"Really? They looked good. That tingling in my jaw was interesting."

"What do you want for dinner?

"Whatever you want," And with that Daniel walked past me into the living room.

Still wanting to jog Daniel's memory, I ordered from the Thai restaurant he loved so much.

~~~

Daniel spent the afternoon in the den. I showed him where his laptop was and he was set to go. He said he'd wanted to read more about our galactic meanderings. After two hours, I peeked in and saw that Daniel has actually sleeping. The lounger was a comfortable place to sit and work on his laptop and he must have eventually fallen asleep after reading some of the files.

The doorbell rang and, upon opening it, I saw that dinner had arrived. Paying for it and accepting the bags, I walked into the kitchen and began unpacking the meal. After dishing it out, I placed the two filled dishes, a glass of wine and a bottle of beer on a tray and went back to the den.

After placing the tray on the desk, I went to wake up Daniel. I retrieved the laptop from his lap, closed it and placed that on the desk, too. Turning back, I noticed that Daniel's eyes were open.

"Dinner," I proclaimed, and handed him a dish along with a glass of his favorite wine.

Daniel smiled up at me and accepted the items.

We ate as Daniel continued to ask questions about his past. I answered them as honestly and as vaguely as possible, still hoping that his memory would return on its own. Finishing our meals, I collected the dirty dishes, placed them back on the tray and headed back towards the kitchen to place them in the dishwasher.

After a few minutes, as I tidied up the kitchen putting the leftovers into the fridge and setting the dishwasher to run, Daniel surprised me by placing his arms around me from behind. My breath caught in my throat as I felt the arms I longed for over the past year. I could feel his naked body against my back.

"What are you doing?" I asked, as I felt his breath on my neck.

"Reclaiming what is mine."

Daniel's hand went to my belt and unfastened it. My cock immediately grew hard.

"What?" My breathing increased.

"We're friends." Daniel whispered as his lips kissed my neck.

The button on my jeans was undone by his nimble fingers. My cock began to throb.

"Yes." Panting, I felt my heart thumping against my chest wall.

"We're best friends." Daniel whispered as his lips kissed my ear.

The zipper was next. Unzipped with ease of years of practice.

"Yes." I felt my heart surge up into my throat.

"We're lovers." Daniel whispered as his teeth nibbled on the ear that was just kissed.

Daniel's hands pushed both my jeans and boxers to my knees, and his right hand grabbed my now weeping cock.

"Yes." My head dropped onto Daniel's left shoulder as feelings enveloped my body. Things that I never thought I'd be feeling again. The feeling of Daniel's weeping cock against my back brought me back to myself.

"We're married." Daniel bit into the junction of my neck and shoulder, drawing blood.

Daniel's hand pumped me no more than four times and I came ... hard. Spurting over Daniel's hand, the counter, the cupboards, and the floor. Daniel pumped into my back twice more and screamed my name as he shot his seed over my back and his chest.

The two of us, breathing heavily fell forward onto the counter for support. Still trembling, Daniel reached for my hand and led me into our bedroom. Sitting me on the bed, he began removing my shoes. That complete, he divested me of all clothing with lust-filled eyes. As each piece of clothing was removed, Daniel began reacquainting himself with all of my erogenous zones; remembering ever single one.

I was hard again, harder than I could ever remember being. As his lips finally made it to my engorged and thrumming cock, he swallowed it down in one shot. Within seconds, I was coming again, and just as hard as I did in the kitchen. Daniel drank every drop, and then suckled my softening penis as I came down from my high. It was several minutes before I could make a single word and several more before I was actually speaking a coherent sentence.

Now it was my turn. I brought Daniel to my chest and rolled us over. I straddled Daniel's hips and zeroed in on each nipple with my mouth giving, each of them their due respect.

Shifting myself off of his hips, I continued to reacquaint myself with his body. I rained kisses on every part of his skin I could see, and then some. Finding my target, I had Daniel coming hard and fast as I attempted to suck his lungs through his dick.

I needed to reclaim Daniel. To reclaim our love. To reclaim our life with each other. I fumbled quickly in my nightstand for the lube that had gone unused since his ascension.

Preparing Daniel quickly, as neither one of us was going to be able to last again, I sank into my lover as far as I could. I was home again. The look on Daniel's face was all the encouragement I needed as I began to thrust, knowing exactly where to aim for Daniel's maximum pleasure. He was well beyond words, barely able to make sounds as his body began its climb to another orgasm. It took us both by surprise at the intensity of it all. Our bodies shook with pleasure, and we held onto each other as if to keep from flying apart.

I collapsed onto Daniel and lay there as we tried to catch our breath.

We fell asleep still connected. It was amazing.

~~~

Later, as I awoke, still atop my napping lover, I was surprised to find that I was still inside Daniel. And, I was rather impressed with myself at the three orgasms I had been able to accomplish in such a short period of time.

As I moving to one side, Daniel awoke, attempting to keep me on top of him.

"I need to let you breathe."

"Stay," was all Daniel needed to say.

"Welcome home," I said with a smile. After a few minutes, Daniel shifted.

"I'm not home yet," said Daniel as he moved us so that I was on my back with Daniel above.

Daniel began preparing me for penetration. There was no possibility of me having another erection any time soon, but Daniel was hard again.

After sheathing himself fully in me, Daniel sighed, "Now I'm home."

The End