Reading Is Fundamental

by The Huntress

URL: http://www.area52hkh.net/ash/huntress/reading.php
Summary: Jack inadvertently reads Daniel's personal field journal

"Carter," Jack said, barging into her lab, "do you have the mission notes from P4X...the one with the fruit trees? I need them for a briefing with Hammond and General Hastings."

"No sir, but if you want," she offered, "I can print up a copy for you when I'm done. Or," she smiled at him, "you can use Daniel's field journal, if you dare. *If* you can decipher it."

"After five years with him, yeah, I think I can. Do you know where it is Carter?"

"I would assume in his office. He was reading it this morning."

"Yeah, okay. Uh, back to what you were doing Major." He turned to leave.

"Yes sir. You're welcome sir. My pleasure sir."

"I heard that," Jack chuckled from the doorway.

"I know sir," she grinned.

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Jack brazenly walked into Daniel's office, just like always, and, not seeing Daniel, he made himself at home. He sat at the desk, going through the clutter, trying to find the journal. He finally located the old-fashioned composition book, and skimmed the first few pages, satisfied that it was mission related. "Not personal," he said to himself. "I see mission notes in here, which means, as CO, I can read it."

There were field observations of the team, Teal'c learning the simplicity of a butterfly, Carter discovering the fruit. "You sure do keep anal notes Dannyboy." He read a bit further, leaning back in the chair, finally coming across his name.

Jack is checking his weapon as he scouts the perimeter. It's hot here, and he took off his jacket, wearing only a black tee-shirt now. He has no idea how good he looks in a tee-shirt, especially a black one. No concept of the fact that he is a broad shouldered hunk. He is so perfect.

Jack nearly fell backwards, out of the chair. He blinked, rereading the paragraph. Yep, he had read it correctly. He swallowed hard, and read on. There were mentions of the natives, or, as Daniel noted, 'a friendly bunch of people,' and more about the fruit. The fruit that tasted like chocolate. Then, his name again.

I never noticed before, but Jack has seductive brown eyes. As I stare at them across the fire, I just know I could get lost in them, if he'd let me.

"Oh shit," Jack's voice cracked, feeling his heart rate go triple time.

He's so sexy when he looks at me like that. I sometimes wonder what it would be like to feel that body atop mine, that pistol in his pants rubbing against me, inside me, making love to me.

Jack's mouth dropped open. "Jesus Danny," he muttered. He read some more, about Carter teaching the children how to play football, and Teal'c learning more about nature. 'Don't they have wildlife on Chulak?' Then, more about Jack.

Jack's looking at Teal'c in a silly way again. Do they have a thing going?

'A *thing* Danny?' Jack chuckled to himself. 'No. I just like to watch him looking at Carter. Now *they* have a *thing*. After all these years, I would think you knew.' Jack knew he shouldn't read anymore, this wasn't a field journal, it was a personal diary of their mission. Still, he couldn't resist, searching for his name. It didn't take long.

Teal'c and Sam are sharing a hut, as are Jack and I. But Jack hasn't come inside yet. He and that woman are making eyes at each other. I'm watching them from the window of the hut, seeing them laughing. How could he go to her hut, when he could be sharing mine? No, I know the answer to that. I'm the wrong sex.

'Sex. Sex and Danny.' Without realizing it, Jack began to rub the front of this pants. 'Danny laying under me, open to me, my thick dick shoving inside his tight virgin ass.' That thought got his cock hard. He *knew* Daniel had never been touched by a man. Paul Davis had casually mentioned to Jack, that he had asked Daniel out. Daniel said no, politely telling Davis that although he was flattered, he wasn't interested in men. Jack heard footsteps outside, and froze, feeling his face heat up, wondering how he could explain to Daniel why he was sitting in Daniel's chair, hand in his lap, with a hard-on the size of Cheyenne Mountain. The footsteps, thankfully, passed by.

I've been waiting for two hours, and Jack still hasn't left that woman's house. How could he do this to me?

Jack felt his heart drop to his stomach. When he finally made it back to their hut, Daniel had asked him if she was any good. Jack smiled slyly, and nodded, not saying a word, teasing Daniel. He remembered Daniel turning over in a slight huff, wondering what was going on, but shrugged it off to lack of sleep on Daniel's part. In the morning, he had only said that she was very good at what she did.

What Jack neglected to tell Daniel, was that the woman was the finest hunter in the village, and she sensed in Jack a fellow warrior. She spent two hours showing him her weapons collection, and they shared 'war stories'. Jack also didn't say that her husband was with them the whole time. Jack read more, he needed to know more about Daniel's feelings for him, needed to know if Daniel....

He's sleeping now, faced away from me. Which is a good thing. I am writing by moonlight, and he gets so upset when I work instead of rest. I know he cares about me, he's said so more then once. I'm his best friend. Sometimes, though, I have this urge to turn him onto his back, crawl between his legs, and suck his dick down my throat.

Jack felt his cock jump, and pulled his hand away. 'I do *not* need to go into that meeting smelling like...myself.'

I know it's only a fantasy. I don't even know if I could go down on him. I've never done it. What would he taste like? Sha'uri tried swallowing once, and threw up. I've tasted myself, and it's salty. Jack probably tastes sweet.

"*You* would be sweet, Doctor Jackson. Sweeter then honey." More of the journal, he was too fargone to stop now.

When Jack bites into that chocolate fruit, he makes a face akin to ecstasy.

'Akin?' Jack thought, with a smile. 'Only Daniel would use 'akin'.

I wonder if he makes a face like that when he makes love. Probably. I'll never know though. At least in my dreams, he can look at me like that.

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Daniel was heading to his office to get his jacket, and call it a day. The fact that General Hammond had ordered him to go home had absolutely nothing to do with it. At least that's what he kept telling himself. He opened the door, seeing Jack sitting at his desk, reading his journal. 'Oh shit,' he thought, taking a deep breath. 'How far did he get? He looks calm. Maybe he didn't get that far.' Aloud, "Jack, what are you doing?"

Jack sat up quickly. "Needed your field notes for a briefing with Hammond and General Hastings. I found 'em in this mess you call an office."

"Jack, that's not a field journal. It's a personal journal. When I write my reports from my journals, I only use certain information, not *all* of it. Uh, how much did you read?"

Jack glanced down, turning a page. "Well," he drawled, "Teal'c discovered butterflies...on an alien planet."

"What else?" Daniel asked, voice cracking.

"The fruit of course." Jack smirked.

"And...." Daniel prompted.

Jack stood up, leaning into Daniel's ear, whispering, "I have a drawer full of black tee-shirts at home." Daniel backed away, and Jack followed, putting the journal down. "Could you really get lost in my eyes?"

Daniel swallowed hard, taking two steps back to Jack's two steps forward, and found himself backed into the wall. Jack reached over, key card in hand, and swiped it through the electronic lock. He then punched in a code, and smiled. "It's nice to be 2IC. Anyone wanting in will need a Command Override from the General." He nodded to the book. "Heady stuff Danny." He tilted his head to look into Daniel's eyes. "You really think they're seductive?"

"No, I think they're annoying, and I hate you more then anything."

"A broad shouldered hunk?" Jack removed Daniel's glasses, setting them on the desk.

"Jack, what are you doing?" Daniel moaned, Jack stroking Daniel's cock through his pants.

"You don't know?" Jack asked, blowing in Daniel's ear, hands groping Daniel's ass. "It was you all along." He whispered. "You're the one from my fantasies. Not Teal'c. He's got a thing with Carter." Jack kissed his way down Daniel's face. "That woman, she was a soldier, and we traded battle stories. And her husband was there." He stopped at Daniel's lips. "I was thinking of you the whole time, wishing you were there with me. I thought you were sleeping." He kissed Daniel chastely. "I do get upset when you don't rest enough, but that's because I love you." Daniel opened his mouth, but Jack just kissed him again, this time a bit harder, this time tasting with his tongue, fingers moving around, deftly unbuttoning Daniel's shirt. "There. I said it. And you don't have to say it back, because I know you do. You practically announced it in your journal."

Jack ran his fingers up and down Daniel's back, feeling the warmth of his skin, pulling Daniel's shirt off. He tossed it aside, slowly dropping to his knees. Rubbing his cheek against Daniel's erection, he unlaced first one, then the other, of Daniel's shoes, Daniel kicking them off. Jack undid Daniel's pants, pulling them down, along with the briefs, Daniel stepping out of them. Daniel's cock, very hard, with the first drops of precum gathered on the tip, was nearly Jack's undoing. So he drew on every ounce of willpower he had, and placed a soft kiss on the tip, licking the moisture, showing Daniel his tongue, and licking his lips.

Daniel was speechless for the first time in his life, feeling his legs go out on him, felt himself falling. Then Jack's hands on his waist, easing him to the floor, a couch pillow under his head as he lay back. Jack kneeling between his legs, caressing his inner thighs, spreading him. "You taste sweeter then honey," Jack murmured, before diving in, swallowing Daniel's length in one motion.

Daniel nearly screamed, but Cheyenne Mountain was not the best place for that, so he grabbed his shirt, stuffing it in his mouth. Jack saw, bringing his mouth up, teeth grazing the length, nibbling the head. He removed the shirt from Daniel's mouth. "I wanna hear you moan for me." Jack wrapped his hand around the base, sucking hard on the head, jerking Daniel with slow and controlled movements. Taking one of Daniel's hands, he placed it on Daniel's cock, covering it with his own. Once he was satisfied that Daniel had the rhythm he wanted, Jack pulled away. "You keep going just like that. No fas ter, no harder." Jack removed his shoes, almost fell while tearing his pants off, boxers flying across the room, knocking over one of Daniel's artifacts.

"Jack, what did you break?" Daniel lifted his head, looking around the room.

"Nothing Daniel." Jack knelt beside him. "Ya know, if anything, I'm insulted that you think I'm packing a pistol in my pants. Not to brag, but I like to think of it as a bazooka." Jack looked down, Daniel's eyes following.

Daniel paled when his eyes reached Jack's dick. Jack had a hard-on. And being that Jack had ten inches of manhood, wrapped in two inches of thickness, it was making Daniel a little nervous.

Jack noticed.

"Hey," Jack said softly, "it's not going anywhere it's not wanted. I promise you." Jack brought one leg over Daniel's, straddling him, taking Daniel's hand in his, placing it on his cock. "Touch it, Danny. Touch me." Daniel was hesitant, so Jack rubbed his hand back and forth, feeling the warmth of Daniel's hand on his cock. When Daniel squeezed his shaft, Jack nearly came. "Jesus Danny! Do that again and I shoot my load!" Daniel removed his hand quickly, as if he'd been burned. "Danny? Oh baby, no. Here, do it again." He placed Daniel's hand back on his cock, his on Daniel's. Jack jerked Daniel's cock slowly, waiting for Daniel to do the same to him. Jack increased his grip around Daniel, jerking harder, faster, encouraging Daniel to do the same. He suddenly slowed his movements, Daniel following suit. "Give me your hands." Jack interlaced their fingers, pushing their arms back, above Daniel's head, his body covering Daniel's. Jack rotated his hips, aligned their cocks, and began to hump.

"Jack...I can't...gonna...oh God Jack...." Daniel pressed his head back into the pillow, feeling Jack's lips covering his, feeling his orgasm building.

"Love you Danny," Jack peppered his face with kisses. "Fucking beautiful...." Jack covered Daniel's mouth again, feeling the wetness on his abdomen, Daniel's cum shooting between them. "OH GOD DANIEL!!" Jack let loose, his semen joining Daniel's, rubbing their bodies close. Jack took a few deep breaths, beginning to focus again, eyes moving to Daniel's face.

Daniel's eyes met his, along with a big grin. "I love you too Jack."

Jack kissed him softly, getting to his feet. "Any tissues around here?" Daniel nodded to the desk, and Jack got a few, cleaning himself off quickly. "I have to hit the showers. Got a meeting with Hammond in fifteen minutes." He handed the box to Daniel, picking his clothes up, getting dressed.

Daniel wiped himself off, getting his own clothes. "I'm gonna go home," he said quietly.

Jack knew that tone, studying Daniel's face, smiling at his new lover. Slowly bringing his hand to the back of Daniel's neck, Jack pulled their mouths close. "Go to my house and wait for me." A soft kiss. "I'll get through my meeting as soon as possible." A harder kiss. "Be naked and in my bed when I get there." Jack licked Daniel's lips, diving in for a tonsil-sucking kiss. He broke the kiss, a grin on his face. "I love you Daniel Jackson." Jack opened the door, heading for the locker room.

Daniel stood there for a moment, staring after him. 'Wait for him at his house?' Daniel took a breath. 'Naked and in his bed?' Daniel swallowed hard. 'O-kay. I can do that.' Daniel nodded, a grin coming to his face. 'Yeah, I can definitely do that.' He turned to leave, and walked straight into the wall. "Sorry," he muttered, without thinking, and stepped into the hallway. He headed to the elevator, rounded a corner, and nearly knocked Sam over. "Oh, hey. You finish with the samples we brought back?"

She nodded to him. "I'm on my way to a meeting. Oh, the Colonel was looking for you. Actually your field journal. Did you see him?"

Daniel nodded. "Yeah." His cheeks turned pink.

"Daniel, why are you blushing?"

"Uh, nothing." Daniel felt like a little kid, and he stared at his feet. "I have to go now."

Sam blocked his way. "Daniel Jackson, what did Colonel O'Neill do to you?"

"I...we...he said...."

"Daniel I don't have time for this. SPILL!"

"He loves me!" Daniel blurted out.

"He loves you," she repeated.

Daniel nodded, a bit nervous. "He wants me to go to his house and wait for him." She was like a big sister to him, and if she didn't approve....

"And?" She prompted.

"Naked and in his bed," Daniel finished, wincing, waiting for the scream he just knew was coming.

"And?"

"That's it."

"And you're still here?" She sighed. "Take some advice, and stop at Safeway, and pick up some whipped cream."

Daniel thought for a moment, and tilted his head. "Whipped cream? Do you have a kink I should know about Sam?"

"Janet likes whipped cream," Sam said, under her breath.

"Janet?"

"Yeah, Janet."

Daniel grinned, giving her a kiss on the cheek. "If I ever had a real sister, I'd hope she was as cool as you."

Sam grinned back, and headed into her own meeting, as Daniel continued to the elevator.

'Whipped cream,' he thought stepping onto the elevator. 'Nah, I think Marshmallow Fluff would be more fun.' He felt his face get warm, and knew he was blushing again. 'Like an innocent virgin.' As he got off, and headed to the second elevator, he took a deep breath, getting himself under control. 'This is going to be an interesting night.'

FIN