Mine 2

Nine Tenths Of The Law

by Jase

URL: http://www.area52hkh.net/asj/jase/mine02.php
Summary: What happens when Cam gets Daniel home from Tim's - infinite hot water tanks are a marvelous thing

The air in the 'Stang was thickly scented,raw rutting smells, the kind that stayed with you for days. Mitchell had refused a shower at Tim's, once he writhed free of the ropes Daniel loosened.

"Wasted enough time here." was the short explanation.

Now they were sliding through dark streets at weird o clock in the morning,Daniel pressed back into the seat like they were going through a 5 G turn when the reality was Mitchell was driving oh so careful in his muscle machine post bar time with the cops ready to pull him over for farting in the wrong neighborhood.

Mitchell looked bone tired and shifted stiffly in the driver's seat with a wince every now and then.

"Why." Daniel pulled off his glasses,retreating into his Vaseline filter world and rubbed the bridge of his nose, more a gesture of habit than need."I..I don't get..." he gestured one-handed and helplessly. Part of Daniel's mind was still in shock, a bit dissociated, and repeating..'I can't believe you fucked him......'It worried him sometimes that he could talk to himself in the third person like that.

As the not question hung there, Mitchell brought the window down a bit and the cool night air made thinking easier. Heavy sigh.

"Rolling Stones...you know...Cain't always git what you want" the last sung softly and therefore horribly off key.

" Couldn't get what I wanted...so I got what I needed I guess." Muttered "Thought I was anyway."

A deft turn through blinking amber lights and they slid from commercial urban into urban housing. "You know...like..drinking when you're..lonely...or in pain. All the stuff the friends of Bill warn you about."

"Friends of..Bill? What?" Daniel shook his head in confusion,the brief thought going through his head that 'friends of Bill' was some sort of BDSM community codeword.

"Never mind. Point is...there's a ..round hole in your soul and you try filling it with a square peg. Even if it means hammering the damn peg to splinters to get it to fit."Mitchell grimaced. "Bad analogy..considering where ya found me Jackson."

Daniel winced too."Yeah..I'd say so."...a pace of silence."Soo, what do you want."

A deep chuff of surprised laughter, and that sunspot flare of a Mitchell grin.

"You ARE kidding with that one..right?" A triple take at Daniel's angry/hurt/confused/determined expression and the smile faded.

"Guess not." Span of silence, Daniel couldn't look away as Mitchell said. "I guess...I'll have to show you what I want."

The last was said with no smirk...or leer. Just soft and thoughtful; and the tone ran down Daniel's spine on padded cat feet making him shiver. Everything in his head was yelling at him to tell Mitchell to pull over so he could get out. Stop here. Rewind. Don't take me down that road again please...the Gate giveth and the Gate taketh away. Daniel closed his eyes, brow tightened in familiar furrows of pain. Everything he'd ever loved, he'd lost to the Gate. It'd eaten him alive and killed him more times than he could count. It wasn't the thought of it getting him yet again that made Daniel's stomach clench.

It was the idiot in the drivers seat, with his"I'LL SAVE YOU NELL!" command philosophy. Letting Mitchell in,only to have him gone. Somewhere inside him, his lonely soul wailed,"But I need him." Daniel's skin ached from lack of touch worse than ever tonight. There was only so much of the self sacrifice shtick one man could do. Maybe...it was time to get a new act.

"Home sweet home." Mitchell's voice was slightly amused, and Daniel opened his eyes to realize that they were in the underground parking garage with the 'Stang's engine ticking itself cool. Daniel knew if he said the word, Mitchell would fire it up and take him home. No harm, no foul. Just say the word. That's all he had to do. Now or never. Daniel took an open mouthed breath. "Oh-kay." and got out of the car.

~~~~

Inside,hardwood floors, pine and golden played host to Ferrari dealership style furniture; only the over sized chocolate recliner looked like it belonged. The car keys chanked on the counter,making Daniel startle, as Cameron stepped around him."Sorry.."

A pause. Cameron looked into into his face,assessing, unreadable and the door seemed miles away to Daniel as the unreal feeling of not knowing where he ended and the universe began crept over him. Going to Tim's usually grounded him,made him present in his skin like nothing else did. Encountering Cameron there seemed to have jarred his soul loose.

Heat and musk pressed against him suddenly;Daniel turned hands up only to freeze in the gaze of those hungry, blue eyes. The back of his neck encompassed by Cameron's capable hand,his cheek cupped by the other made him realize just how fucking huge the man's hands were. The hand on his cheek slid softly upwards taking Daniel's glasses with. The better to kiss you my dear...and Daniel found himself being kissed.

Cameron's lips nuzzled open across his own, retreating when Daniel leaned in to press deeper,then rewarding him with nibbles til his lips were buzzing; with Cameron's tongue flickering at the corners of his mouth and the hand on the back of his neck kneading like a cat's, keeping Daniel right where Cameron wanted him.

Body shuddering, his hands skittered over Cameron's body, snagging in the soft t shirt, pulling and twisting at the fabric. The need to be next to the furnace of Cameron's skin drove him. Wanting to feel Cameron's weight and breath and the slide of muscles. Pinned to the bed. Grounded in his own flesh by the sheer physicality of the man holding him like he was going to break. And tonight Daniel is near to breaking. Cameron leaned back,pulling away as a petulant line of "No..I want it NOW!" furrowed between Daniel's eyebrows.

"I dunno about you Jackson,but I need a shower." Mitchell stepped backwards, eyes never leaving Daniel's. "Of course there's room for two." Mitchell shot him grin full of mischief, and then walked down the hall leaving Daniel alone to feel the absence of his body.

Cameron left the bathroom door open,and as he stripped down pitched his funk smelling clothes out to splat and slide down the wall outside. Daniel had come this far,Cameron didn't think the man was going to run now. He pushed down the niggle of doubt and got in the shower, cranking it to hot and fast. Years of military showering, all business no "Calgon Take Me Away" had him soaped up and rinsed down by the time the bathroom door * snicked * shut. Face in the stream, he gave his hair one one last solid scrub through.

He heard clothes sliding off and just for a quick good measure, he rinsed his mouth under the spray kicking himself for not grabbing toothpaste.

Cautiously, but not shyly, Daniel stepped in eyes narrowed against the water, and to see better. Not that he needed to, Mitchell was grinning, but that slowly faded as Daniel took in the damage,a half horrified look on his face.

"I...can't POSSIBLY..do that to you." Daniel blurted, just a bit angry and gesturing at the rope burns. The marks on Cam's cock he could barely...

"I got carried away." The words were curt, and Daniel looked up, Mitchell was studying the tile grout., jaw set shoulders tense. "Like I said, can't always get..."

"Yes. I heard you the first time." Daniel slipped forward and this time it was his hand sliding around the base of Mitchell's neck.

That gesture of acceptance was all it took for Daniel to suddenly find himself wound tight in Cameron's arms, cool tile against his shoulder blades, Cameron's chest pressed to his with Cam's mouth hot and wild and deep on his own.

When he came up for air gasping, it took him a moment to remember what he was going to say, he leaned his cheek to Cameron's, feeling the cat's tongue catch of their 5 o'clock shadows as he growled into Cam's ear. "Just don't ask me to do that to you, I won't"

Then bit at the chorded neck, nipping at it sucking hard at the flesh, with Cameron groaning

"Gawd no don't expect yah....ohdamnthatfeelsgood." and then Cameron's hand pressing, urging him to suck harder and deeper.

Strong flesh under his lips, wrapped around him, Cam's thigh between his own flexing softly with just enough pressure to make him swell. And vocal.

For all his silence at Tim's,Cam was a moaner, and a talker.

"Oh gawd Daniel." deep rumbling tone,thick with the bastard accent of someone who's kicked around southern military installations, "Feel so good."

A tug in his hair and Daniel pulled up, eyes skittering over the hickey he'd left just before Cameron, still pressed skin to skin, dove in like a B movie vampire.

Warm mobile lips hit his water cooled skin just under the curve of his jaw, followed by a long slow tiger lick across his jugular then the hard sting of suction as Cam marked him in return.

Daniel bowed in Cameron's arms, back arching, eyes half closed and a surprised "oh!" escaping him. Cameron's arms flexed and tightened around him and he clung to Cameron's body then gasped. Cam stroked his thumb deep and rough over the crest of Daniels hip fingers pressing into the flesh of his butt cheek, and Cameron's mouth hot and stinging as it sucked hard.

Daniel's body knew what it needed, and he arched back further,his arms wrapped around Cameron's body, fingers twisting in the short wiry hair and Cameron's thumb caressing over every nub of spine like he was strumming a guitar, til it reached Daniels tail bone and that large dangerous hand was cupping his butt cheek roughly.

Cameron growled deep into Daniel's neck then twisted his hips sideways, and suddenly

OH! FUCK!" the hot heavy shaft of Cameron's cock slid against his own, and Daniel's hips pressed forward in reflex. Cam lifted his head, eyes half lidded and lips pinkly swollen, half quirked in a knowing smile that was damned indecent.

He was watching Daniel's face and Daniel grinning a in challenge tightened his hand in Cameron's hair,as he pumped his hips, nudging the hot furred weight of Cam's balls with his cock.

Mitchell shifted, and wrapped a soaped hand around Daniel's cock, sliding his own underneath. Cameron kept watching his face, lips tightened with control. "Show me." he growled "Tell me."

"oh...fuck." Cameron was dragging the length of his cock slowly against the sensitive underside of Daniels own. The long silken slide of flesh was like being licked with excruciating slowness,Cam's fingers kneading their cocks together and ambushing Daniel with an occasional thumb swipe across his leaking head, making Daniel twitch.

"Tell. Me." the voice was a dangerous deeper vibrato as Mitchell strove for control of himself. "Do you...need me."

Daniel's lake blue eyes widened and met Cameron's sky high gaze.

"ohgodsyes" and Cameron began to move himself against Daniel with deliberate desperation, bowing his head and kissing Daniel's skin where ever he could reach.

Through the crescendo Daniel reached for Cameron's face, his fingers touching those lips,and with a growling desperate moan Cameron latched on with brutal suction, half swallowing Daniels index and middle fingers. Cam tipped his face up,and Daniel felt the sear of raw desire from his gaze. Cam's fingers were working his cock, Cam's tongue making promises,Cam's body moving against Daniel's too lonely alone too long skin. Daniel's hips pumped of their own accord, the pleasure of being touched overwhelming and he leaned forward pressing his head into the hollow of Cam's shoulder, moaning quietly as he came shuddering in Cameron's arms,fingers slipping from that oh so talented mouth with a caress.

"oh.oh Yes..yesyours..oh yours.yours.mmmm.yes. Yours."

As if waiting for his capitulation, Cameron jerked in his arms, coming in a hot wave of whispered profanity and endearments as Daniel held him upright, kissing his skin as he came.

They stood in the shower a moment, silent except for the patter of the water and the hoarse rasp of breath,both men weak kneed and peaceful.

Daniel broke the silence in a quiet quaver. "Hot water run out yet?"

"Naw,soon though."

Still in Cam's arms Daniel nods.

*****

Curled on his side in Cameron's bed,with Mitchell snuzzled up behind him with one heavy arm wrapped around his waist Daniel's twilight of sleep is broken by Cam's thickened voice.

"I lied...you know..back at Tim's." drowsy half snore against Daniel's neck "I'm yours. Uhhuh."

Smiling slightly Daniel sighed, putting his hand over Cam's where it rested against his stomach.

"oh...I know."