The Magic Of Miniskirts (Or Is It Minitunics?) 1

The Magic Of Miniskirts (Or Is It MiniTunics?)

by Kata Avalon

URL: http://www.area52hkh.net/ask/kavalon/magic01.php
Summary: A secret mission is successfully fulfilled. Teal'c decides he's waited long enough

He was getting way too old for these cloak and dagger games. He would much rather be sitting on a large rock somewhere watching Danny and Sam playing in some millennia-old ruins than be sneaking around in a Goa'uld-infested town on a desert planet a few hundred thousand light years from Pluto. Or somewhere around there anyway. The stargate seriously clouded your sense of distance and direction. Nowadays, it took him longer to walk to the corner store than to another galaxy, for crying out loud.

He stifled another yawn and stood by like a dutiful slave while Teal'c talked with a skinny shopkeeper. The smell of spices was strong and heady in the street; it flowed around the hot air like a fog or a shroud flying in the wind. It was not yet the time for the local rush hour, so the market street was not that crowded yet. Makes it easier to spot approaching guard patrols, or Jaffas.

The planet they were on was merely an outpost, not really worth having a Goa'uld lord over it. There was a garrison or two of Jaffas and some younger Goa'ulds were occasionally sent there to learn the family trade. Thus, it was an ideal site for a Tok'ra drop off station. Only the Tok'ra were a little short of operatives at the moment and the message to be picked up was from Bra'tac, hence the anti-Goa'uld had (somewhat reluctantly) asked the SGC for help. General Hammond had sent Jack and Teal'c to do the job, after double-checking that the mission was, in fact, a simple 'get the message and get out'. The General was getting a bit suspicious in his old age. So far, everything had gone well. If you ignored the fact that he was getting mighty annoyed with his flimsy excuse for a tunic. He was way too old to be flashing anyone. Hell, he could have sworn that the legendary miniskirt Sam had worn to Sergeant Welti's bachelor party had been longer than this.

Teal'c finalised his purchase of a small bag of some bright red spice for a few of the coins they had been given by the Tok'ra liaison and courteously thanked the merchant. The tall Jaffa turned and walked down the street without so much as a nod at Jack. Jack followed him, walking a step or two behind him. His fingers were itching to pull the hem of the frigging tunic down an inch or two.

***

The innkeeper nodded respectfully to Teal'c as they returned to their rooms for the midday siesta. The heat of the noon sun was blistering, and no sane person would be out unless it was absolutely necessary.

Teal'c barely acknowledged the innkeeper, keeping in his role of a member of the lower nobility. Instead, he walked straight to the stairway and up to their rooms on the second floor. Jack trailed behind him. He glanced down as they turned right at the top of the stairs. Yep, that irritating youngster was there again, leering at him. Unfortunately, the young man was the innkeeper's nephew or something and Jack was supposed to be just a slave, and a pleasure slave at that. Jack was certain that Bra'tac had been the one to suggest that. Then again, he would not put it past Carter or Daniel to come up with the idea. The two might look like innocent nerds, but Jack knew better. It had taken just one Saturday pub-crawling, correction team building, to figure that out. Who knew Daniel could drink anyone under the table or that Carter liked karaoke. Jack shook his head to dislodge the memories.

"I take it that young man was present again?" Teal'c asked as Jack closed the door after them. Their room was simple but airy with only one large bed and a table with two chairs, plus an old carpet. It had a fireplace for chilly nights and two windows looking over the side of the building, with a view of the terrace where the innkeeper sometimes served the evening meal.

"Yep, the guy definitely needs to get a life, if he's lusting after little old me," Jack answered sarcastically. He leaned on the wall by the door to get his sandals off. The decorative bits and pieces were digging into his skin, and the small bells had been grating on his nerves all morning.

"I would call him a most astute young man," Teal'c commented as he sat by the table and opened the spice bag he had bought.

Jack blinked a few times. "Well, you're my friend. I'd say your opinion is somewhat biased." But he had to admit that Teal'c's words were a much-appreciated boost to his ego.

"Granted, my view of you is somewhat biased as you said, but I assure you it is not totally due to our friendship."

Jack was not sure what to make of the statement. He watched as Teal'c inspected the contents of the bag, specially the crystals hidden amongst the spice.

"Is that it?" he asked businesslike as Teal'c closed the bag.

"Yes, the memory crystals are now all in our possession."

"Good. Then maybe I can finally get rid of this rag. I'm looking forward to wearing normal clothes again," Jack said as he gave in to the ever-present urge and tried to pull the hem a bit lower.

"I too am looking forward to seeing you in your habitual apparel. Your presence has been somewhat distracting."

Teal'c concealed the small bag in their large travel bags.

Jack sat down on the other chair. The hem of the tunic crept up, and he raised his knees a bit to compensate, but it only served to make things worse by revealing other places. Why bother? I bet Teal'c and just about everyone and his cousin has already seen it all.

Jack could have sworn Teal'c was flirting with him, or at least doing a close imitation of flirting. But why now? He knew the larger man was interested in him, had been since the beginning, but they had not done anything about it. Jack had wanted to get to know Teal'c better and to have him accepted on his own at the SGC. In all this time, Teal'c had not pushed, had not argued with him about the status quo. So why was he pushing now?

"Teal'c? Why now?" Jack had never believed in hints, nor in clouding the issue. Full speed ahead was more his style.

The Jaffa walked over and moved the other chair so he could sit down beside him. Putting them on a more or less equal footing, so to speak. After all, Teal'c was somewhat larger than him.

"We are here under false pretences and our mission has been successful. We shall return to the SGC tomorrow, and until then our time here is ours to fill as we will. Should we fail in this personal mission, it would not affect our lives at the SGC that much. Even though I am convinced that we will not fail."

Jack blinked. He looked at the bricks of the fireplace as if they held some secret capable of destroying the Goa'uld. He was brought back to the reality of the current situation by Teal'c's hand on his thigh. He turned his full attention to the hand petting him.

"I don't think we'd fail either," he said softly. He's right, now's as good a time for this as ever. I sure as hell didn't intend to wait forever.

Teal'c smiled at him. It was unlike any smile he had seen on the Jaffa's face before. It was a full-blown 'cat that just swallowed the canary' smile. I suppose that would make me the bird.

However, Jack wanted to be an active participant in every venture he participated in, so he got up and climbed on Teal'c's lap and proceeded to do his best to kiss the breath out of him. Teal'c showed his appreciation by thoroughly inspecting his thighs, hips and buttocks with his hands.

"Hey!" Jack objected as Teal'c stood and lifted him up by his hands on Jack's butt.

"Merely moving us to a more appropriate location," Teal'c answered.

"Wha - oh."

Teal'c turned and carried him to the bed, putting him down on it gently.

"You know, I could have walked here on my own," Jack groused.

"I am well aware of the fact," Teal'c stated before lying down on top of him.

Jack glared at him for a second, but then decided to let it be. After all, there were more important things claiming his attention. Such as the fact that Teal'c had removed his belt and was pushing his flimsy tunic up. Which meant that he was pretty much naked by now, unlike Teal'c. Nope, the Jaffa had had the good fortune to wear real clothes: linen trousers, leather sandals and a shirt, plus a leather vest.

"Teal'c?" Jack gasped as familiar hands and a nose fondled his chest.

"Mmm?"

"You know, this would go a lot better if you got naked too." Jack was kind of proud that he was able to form an actual intelligent sentence.

"The suggestion does have a lot of merit to it." Teal'c rose to his knees and proceeded to take off his clothes.

Jack stretched on his back and watched the show. The man was perfect, except for the larvae pouch. Jack hated that thing, but it was part of who and what Teal'c was, a vital part. Once Teal'c was naked, he lay back down and took off Jack's tunic, kissing and caressing every part as he uncovered his new lover.

Jack was drowning in pleasure. He had never felt so... cherished. Teal'c really knew what to do in bed. Jack had always liked that in a lover, of either sex.

Teal'c kissed his way down his body. Jack was practically purring as his new lover reached his cock and started to lick it.

"Oh, yes. Rrreally like that," Jack purred.

Teal'c grinned and ghosted his hands lower. Jack was lying on his back and enjoying the sensations. Then he felt something breaching his anus, something that felt like a finger coated in a slimy substance. He wasted a second to wonder where Teal'c had found lube, but then his libido kicked the sentient thought out and he forgot all about it.

"That's it, yes, please, Teal'c." Was that his voice? Must have been, since Teal'c's mouth was kind of busy doing other things.

Jack's hands grabbed Teal'c's head and brought it up for some more kissing. Teal'c's left hand stayed by his opening, busily exploring the depths therein. Jack hooked his right leg by his lover's waist. He could feel two fingers in him, then three.

"I'm ready already, please," he whispered to Teal'c.

"As you wish, my beloved."

Jack raised his hips and actually felt a stab of disappointment as Teal'c removed his fingers. However, it was quickly over as he felt Teal'c line up to enter him. The larger man lowered himself and kissed Jack hungrily as he entered his lover for the first time.

Jack hooked both of his legs around Teal'c's waist to better accommodate him. They soon found a common rhythm.

Jack found out that it was easy to let go and just enjoy the pleasure as he was held in Teal'c's arms. And enjoy it he did, as just about anyone in the inn and on the street could attest to. Never knew I was a screamer, Jack thought as he came down from the heights. Teal'c, predictably, had been quiet. He had whispered and moaned, but that was it.

Jack let his hands wander over Teal'c's back as they lay on the bed. Then he noticed something odd.

"Teal'c? What's that slime or whatever coating my belly?" It did not feel like his cum, and besides, no man he had ever known had produced that much.

Teal'c nuzzled his neck.

"The symbiote produces it during a passionate encounter," he explained.

"Is that, what you..." Jack tried to stammer out a question.

"Yes. Do you find it disturbing?" Teal'c raised his head to look at the other man.

Jack thought about the question and how to answer it. He was surprised, sure. He had never thought of the symbiote as a participant in anything, as actively doing something for a Jaffa. Except keep them alive, that is, and that was only for as long as the larvae needed a host.

"What does it do?" he asked hesitantly.

Teal'c grinned. "It merely enhances the pleasure, thus ensuring an impregnation."

"Oh, good." Jack relaxed. If that was all - Wait a minute. "Teal'c. The impregnation part works only with women, right?"

"Correct." Teal'c settled back down and relaxed.

"Good." Jack got ready to catch some zzzs too. He had always liked post-coital naps. Jack could have sworn Teal'c mumbled 'most of the time', but he must have misheard. There was no way he could get pregnant by a Jaffa. That would be way too improbable, not to mention impossible. Right?

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