Christmas

by Kez

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Summary: It's Christmas time in Jack's house, and Daniel has come for a visit

December 23rd

JACK

"Daniel is there a particular reason you feel the need to have a freaking 7ft Pine Tree in my living room?" I have to ask as we finally manage to manoeuvre it just where he wants it.

"It won't fit in my apartment, and its not like I won't be spending most of Christmas here anyway," Daniel tells me; I guess he is right but still 7ft? Who needs a tree that big?

Since Daniel and I started getting our friendship back on track, or should I say since I stopped acting like a Class A Asshole and started acting like the best friend I am suppose to be everything has been going great, and well since neither of us have any real family anymore, at least that we WANT to spend the holidays with, we decided we'd do Christmas together this year, and Danny well he seems to be enjoying it, sometimes its hard to believe he has 2 PhD's.

"Jack would you help with these lights please?" Lights? Oh sure, lights are good at least they are on a Christmas tree not that I have actually done that in what five years.

**Some fighting with fairy lights, tinsel and other tree typed decorations later**

"Well?" Daniel says standing back admiring their handy work, "What do you think?" he asks me, hmm good question.

I have to say it looks really good actually, I never gave Sara enough credit when she and Charlie use to decorate the tree, but then I never saw them do it, I wonder if they had as much fun with it as Daniel seemed to.

The tree is 7ft of tinsel, fairy lights and brightly coloured baubles it looks well bright, and bright and well bright, but hey it looks bright in a good way.

"It looks great Danny." I tell him, he really is like a kid at Christmas you know, who knew grown men could be so, well child like in the sweet innocent way, especially one who has seen as much as Danny has.

"Hey! We need Candy Canes," he shouts suddenly bounding forward searching though the bags that was full of decorations not so long ago.

"Got them!" he yells triumphantly and pulls out a box of what has to be at least thirty little red and white candy canes all individually wrapped in see through film.

"Stick some around the tree," he orders me. Ok, how am I to argue if the man wants candy canes, I mean sure he is 36 and should be really past the candy cane stage, but well he didn't have much of a childhood, so if he wants to have part of it now, well I can act as childish as the next guy.

"Daniel if you put one more candy cane on that tree, it will fall over" I tell him, he stands back, grinning wildly, his eyes lighted up like little fairy lights, maybe I should put Daniel on the tree?

"Did you get the wreath for the door?" he asked, of course I did, even if it did cost $150 only Daniel would ever want a wreath like that, not that he admitted it, he showed me a cheaper one, but I saw him eying up the one I did buy.

"Yeah, it's in the kitchen, why don't you go get it, and I'll put these along the fire place." I tell him pointing to the stockings, and holly we got to hang across the fire, the stockings were strangely enough my idea not Daniel's, a kick back from Charlie I guess, he always loved digging into his stocking first thing Christmas Morning.

DANIEL

Wreath, wreath, wreath where did he leave the wre...Hello there... "Jack, this isn't the wreath we picked," I tell him as I carry the wreath into the living room, no that one was only $60 this one was $150.

"I saw that one instead," he tells me, oh no I know that look, he saw me looking at it, and bought it for me, nice, but silly he didn't have to, or rather he shouldn't have spent so much on it.

"Well at least let me give you half the money," I tell him, he knows I've caught on.

"No Daniel, it wasn't that much, besides I wanted to get it, its nice, and well its Christmas after all," he says. I know that look it means don't bother arguing, so ok I guess I won't, but I will have to do something for him now.

"I'll just go hang this on the door then," I tell him and leave him to finish with the stockings, a whim on his part I think, though I have to admit, had he not suggested it, I might well have, I seem to have gone a little Christmas mad this year.

Its kinda cold out here, I'm almost glad Jack insisted on this ridiculously woolly sweater, I'm not a winter person I admit, and the clothes you have to wear are itchy, and annoying, but this sweater is actually kinda nice, I must ask Jack where he got it.

"Hey Daniel, you want this?" Jack asks offering me a small chocolate as I come back in, like I'd ever turn down chocolate.

"Jack?" I ask suddenly noticing something "Why do you have an advent calendar, or more importantly why do you have a advent calendar with Snoopy on the front?" Not something I'd associate with Jack, I mean Homer Simpson yeah sure, but Snoopy?

"It was a present Ok? You know Mrs Craig down the block, she has the son with Down's syndrome, anyway well I take him out to the park sometimes with Hamlet." Jack tells me. Ok, I have to laugh at Hamlet; only Jack would ever call a Jack Russell, Hamlet, it is a cute dog though, and handy for Jack to keep what with his weird hours.

"Well anyway he thought I might like it," Jack says, oops I think I might have hurt him laughing, except I was only laughing at the dog's name, not the calendar.

"I'm sorry Jack, its just Hamlet well it kinda tickles me, I think its great that you do that for the kid." I tell him, giving him my best puppy dog look. What, you really think I am Mr Innocent? Haha, not in the least, I haven't been innocent in a very long time.

"Yeah well he's a great kid you know, really great sense of humour, and he loves baseball, and fishing." Jack tells me, sounds like Jack but smaller, and probably with more sense.

"Hey, you wanna add the last touch to the decorations?" I ask him.

"There's more?" he asks. Yeah well, Ok so it seems like that's impossible, but this one is special.

"It was my mother's." I tell him, opening the box I had left sitting under the coffee table and carefully unwrapping the tissue paper to revel the Angel within.

It's got a delicate porcelain face, with flowing blond coloured hair, a snowy white dress, that is always kept in perfect condition, and flowing gold wings made from pure Egyptian silk.

"She had it made the year I was born, an Angel for the tree to match the Angel in her arms, at least that's what she always said," I tell him.

"It is one of the few things I have left of my parents, every year Dad would but up a small tree, there was never any room for a big one like this, and he'd hold me over the top so I could put the Angel on top." It's a silly story maybe, but to me its one of the few I have to tell.

"It's beautiful Daniel, but you should put it up." Jack tells me.

"Jack it hasn't been out of its box for anything expect cleaning in a long time, I've never felt I wanted to use it before, it didn't feel right when I had no one to share it with like they did with me, you put it up, please Jack, I want you too." I tell him, its silly, but I really want him to do it, I just can't, it doesn't feel right doing it without them here, but it seems perfectly natural to let Jack do it.

JACK

I feel like I shouldn't be doing this, but Daniel seems adamant, and I have to admit I'm kinda honoured, this evidently means a lot to him, and it means a lot to me that he trusts me like this with it.

"Little over Jack," he tells me, I would tell him to shut up but my balance is precarious at best.

"Well that's all done, anything else can wait until tomorrow I think." I tell him, its already getting dark out anyway. "You wanna see what this baby looks like all lit up?" I ask him.

Daniel nodded, a lot; I think he's looking forward to this. "Here light some candles and turn of the lights" I tell him flipping him the lighter I have sitting on the side, don't know why I keep them around, I quite smoking forever ago, and I use Matches for the fire, still though, habit I guess.

"Well..." Daniel is an extremely impatient man sometimes, considering some of the patience I have seen him exhibit in the past, although even then, those times were rare enough compared to how many times he just barrelled on head first.

"Hold on a sec," I tell him, plugging in the last set of lights, three sets of freaking lights to light up one little tree, go figure.

"There," I tell him as I hit the last switch, but his attention is already on the tree, watching it, with a wonder in his eyes, and tears?

"Danny?" I call to him softly, but I don't think he hears me, his eyes are fixated on the Angel on the top of the tree, his face now marred with two tear tracks down either side.

I go over to him, standing a little to his side so he can still see the tree, and pull him into my arms, holding onto him as tightly as I can.

"It's ok Danny," I whisper gently.

"I forgot Jack, I forgot why they always used the angel, she use to tell me, it was 'An Angel To Watch Over Me' if anything ever happened, if I was ever lost, the Angel would watch over me till they could find me, oh God Jack I hid it away, and forgot, I forgot," Daniel sobs in my arms.

"Come on Danny, it's late, what do you say to a good nights sleep," I say, still talking in a quiet voice, as I pull him towards the guest room, or Daniel's room as I call it secretly, he's really the only one that uses it, occasionally Teal'c, but mostly, Danny.

He's asleep, his face red, and his eyes puffy from crying, poor kid has so much shit behind him, I sometimes wonder how he ever managed to turn out so caring, I don't think I could be half the man I am without Daniel.

I think its time for bed for me too, need to be up early to have Daniel's coffee ready, he is a monster without it, and even Janet will attest to that.

DANIEL

**Christmas Eve**

"Morning Danny, I brought you coffee," Jack's voice wakens me, well stirs me at least, and awake is not something I become easily in the mornings.

"Jack?" I say as he sets the tray in front of me, coffee, toast, and um a card?

"It's called a card Daniel, now what's say you eat up, cause I promised Carter, and Teal'c we'd be at the Mountain by 0900, why oh why Carter feels the need to go Christmas shopping on Christmas Eve I don't know, but that's just women for you, unexplainable," Jack tells me, his head shaking as he walks away muttering all the time about damn Christmas shopping on damn Christmas eve.

I take my coffee first, but only three sips in I just have to look at the card, so setting the coffee aside I pick up the creamy colour envelope, and open it.

It's beautiful, not one of them silly Santa and Rudolf ones like you might think from Jack, but really beautiful.

It has a snow scene on the front, with a great Cathedral in the centre, and an almost heavenly light shining over the Church as the snow falls over it, and a small Angel with Golden Wings plays a harp sitting on the spire, and a small snowman on the church lawn, this card had to cost a fortune, wonder what is says inside.

 

Flipping the card over to the back, my eyes are just slightly teary, who knew Jack could be so, well eloquent, even if he did borrow the verse from someone else, the fact he gave me the card at all speaks volumes.

Writing on the back of the card? Wonder what?

 

Ok time to get up, need clothes, oh still wearing them, and nothing to change into, and no time to go home, uggg, not good.

*Knock, Knock*

"Thought you might need these," Jack says coming into the room, his eyes flash at the card, but he doesn't ask, and I know he's dying to, oh well he can wait a little while longer.

"Thanks," I tell him, taking the clothes, and pulling the sweater, his sweater over my head, oh hey these are my own clothes, or at least they were, haven't seen them in a while, I guess this is where they got to. Oh and another of Jack's sweater's, liked the first one better, but this one will keep me warm at least.

"We better get going," I call finally dressed, and heading towards the door for my coat, quietly slipping the card inside the pocket, glad the pockets are as deep as they are so it doesn't show through the top.

**Several (7) Hours Later**

"Never again," Jack tells me, as he flops rather floppily on to the couch, I can't blame him since I just flopped down beside him, who knew Sam could spend so much time shopping, I mean sure she's a women, but even so, seven hours! Uggh I need coffee.

JACK

"I'll get it, as soon as I can move," I tell him when he makes clear his need for coffee, and as to when I can move, I figure sometime in the next twenty to thirty years, so he won't have to wait too long.

Ok moving now, promise I really am, see I lifted my arm a whole inch. Kitchen is to the right Jack, that's it, walking slowly, and coffee machine is right there, so moving is possible after all, in small bursts.

Ok why is there mistletoe above my head? "Daniel?"

"It's Christmas Jack, its traditional," Daniel calls back, yeah sure traditional, so is eggnog, and yet I am still sober. I can imagine getting stuck under the mistletoe with Daniel Christmas morning, bet he won't like it so much then.

"One coffee as requested," I tell Daniel, handing him the steaming mug, and offer him a small plate, with a few mince pies on it, Mom sent them, might as well put them to good use. I'm saving the Christmas pudding for tomorrow after dinner, planning Turkey with all the trimmings.

"Thanks Jack." Daniel says, I set down the plate, but before I can sit down Daniel suddenly declares, "We need music," Ok music, lets see now, sometimes Christmas like, so um... oh another gift from mom, "The Worlds Favourite Christmas Carols." sometimes Mothers are so useful.

"Bedtime Danny." I tell him a little while later, I know its only 11pm, but I'm tired, and he is nearly falling asleep, so I think it might be a good idea.

"Kay," Oh yeah he is half asleep here "Have to go bed so Santa will come and bring the presents." Daniel says, giggling, oh God help us all, dozy Danny, we are in so much trouble.

"Come on Spacemonkey, let's get you to bed." I tell him, pulling him up. "Not a monkey Jack, I may have been to space, but I am not a monkey, although I suppose we are technically related to monkeys so... You know..."

"Sleep." I order him, pushing him into the room, and leaving him there, heading for my own room. Get changed, brush teeth, get into bed...Ouch move over.

Ok, small square box, with a card on top, and my name on it. Could be dangerous, but since I would recognise Danny's hand writing anywhere, I know it's not.

 

I can feel the tears stinging my eyes, as I read the words, so lovingly written by Daniel's own hand. Carefully setting aside the card, I open the small box and find a glass photo frame with a delicate script etched into it in the shape of the Earth's Stargate symbol.

This has to be homemade; I know Daniel would never buy it, even if no one but the people at the SGC would know what it means. But it is the picture, rather than the frame that catches my attention; it's us, me and Danny on our own at some party or another over the years.

My arm casually flung over his shoulders, and we're both grinning at some joke or another, this picture wasn't posed for I can tell. Turning the frame over in my hands I find another note attached to the back.

 

More tears, this time I just let them fall, he loves me, I know it can only mean in the way of friends, maybe brothers, but still he loves me, which is more than I could ever hope for.

"I meant it Jack, all of it." his voice startles me, and I look up surprised to see him standing there, wide awake and looking at me with his deep blue eyes, such love and honesty in them.

"I...Thank-you Daniel," I tell him, what more can I say, I don't have the words, maybe I have something though, I just hope he won't hate me for it.

Getting up I head over to where he is standing. "Thank-you," I whisper again, leaning forward, just brushing my lips against his, nothing big, nothing heavy, just a way of letting him know how much he means to me, because words just won't do the job.

He looks startled, but not mad, that's good, I think. Is he? Did he? I am?

"Daniel did you just kiss me?" I ask him, when my voice starts working again.

"Yes, though not meaning to sound too school yard here, you kissed me first," Daniel tells me, ok so I did but... ok yeah I did, no arguing with that. I nod conceding his point.

"Could you maybe do that again?" I ask him, and he smiles, a real smile, a light up the whole solar system kinda smile, and I have to smile back, well at least as much as I can smile when he is kissing me like that.

"Jack," his murmurs, his voice soft as he lays his forehead against mine, his eyes watching me though his lashes, dam that looks so adorable/sexy.

"Hmmm," I feel my chest reverberate with the noise, but its almost like it's someone else doing it.

"Love you," he tells me, grinning sweetly.

"Love you too Danny" I tell him, pulling him gently towards the bed "and I plan to prove it, if you'll let me" I say, asking permission.

Daniel doesn't answer just nods and kisses me again; I think I can take that as a definite yes.

Hey, easy Daniel, I already had my tonsils out, you can't take them out a second time. Damn and blast that boy is trying to choke me, but what a way to go. Although how Daniel would explain to Hammond, I would like to know. "Well you see Sir I was trying to take his tonsils out with my tongue, and he choked on it."

Hmmm Naked me, and naked Daniel, what ever shall we do. "Danny," I whisper, grabbing him around the waist pulling him tight to me, our weeping erections brushing sending shivers through us both.

"Beautiful," I whisper as I lay beside him, sideways on, I don't know really what way to work this, never been with a guy before, want to be with Daniel though, really, really want, and I do understand the basic mechanics, I wonder if he has ever been with a guy before? Hmm don't care, just as long as he's with me now.

Kissing seems to work, he's a very good kisser, if they gave awards for kissing, my Danny would win them all. Oh hey nice thought, my Danny, MY MY MY Danny, I like that thought so I share it. "You're mine now," I growl, nipping his bottom lip to prove my point.

"Oh God Yes," Danny groans, love how he sounds, love his mouth, woohoo love his hands especially where they are right now. "Oh God, Dan, Danny, that's...oh too good babe," I pant out, his hand is going to work on my chest and nipples, who would have guessed they were so sensitive, I sure as hell never knew, and his other hand is moving slowly up and down my dick. "Danny not that I don't love that, but if you don't stop this is gonna be over before it starts," I tell him.

DANIEL

Hmmm tempting to stop, make it last, but no, I want this, I need this well sorta this one more thing I need before I let him come for me... Oh yes I am so going down, stop at the nipples first though, hmmm nice, sounds like he's enjoying it too.

A little different from a woman's nipple, but apparently still sensitive, at least on Jack, and on me too, I know from my time with Sha're. Other one for a few moments, no don't want to wait any more, have to taste him, all of him.

Ok a slightly bigger mouthful than I anticipated, but hopefully what I lack in experience I make up for in eagerness, and boy am I eager, lets see a flick of my tongue over the head, oh yeah he likes that in fact so do I, Jack tastes good, never thought I could enjoy the taste of another mans come - shows what I know. Jack tastes wonderful, salt, and spice, and just a little bit sweet.

"Oh God Danny, Danny, oh I please Danny, need, oh can't last when your, ohgodohgodohgod, Dannnnnnnnny!"

Well that was literate, not. I think I like him babbling, especially when I am the reason why he's babbling so incoherently. "Daniel Jackson, how the fuck... Where the fuck did you learn to do that?" I hear Jack say from above.

"Um practice, here about 60 seconds ago when you were coming like a freight train." I tell him, as I nuzzle his stomach, the light fur there is strange to feel, but in a good way. I think I like it, in fact I know I like it.

"You mean, you've never... before?" he asks me, and I smile.

"Never wanted to it with anyone but you, love you," I say as I drag myself up to kiss him again. I am sure he can feel my insistent erection poking him in the side, but as much as I really want to get off right now, I can wait. I don't want to push him into something he's not ready for

JACK

Its almost like I can tell what he's thinking, he wants me to do something, but he doesn't want me to do something I'm not ready for. Honestly, I don't think I'll ever be ready for any of this, not really. I'll always be just a little afraid until I do it, all of it. "Daniel," I whisper pulling back slightly from his kisses. "Hmmm, what?" he asks, his eyes just slightly glazed over from arousal.

"I want you, need you, make love to me Daniel," I tell him, my voice as steady as steel, even though I know my eyes are probably betraying me. He could always read me like a book.

"Jack, we don't have to, if you don't want to, if you're not ready," he's telling me, giving me a way out, but I won't take it, I can't. I need this, we both do, and it has to happen now, I need to show him how much I love him, how much I trust him.

"Daniel, please, I need you." I say, pleading with my eyes, hoping he will understand.

"If you want to stop, if it hurts too much promise me you'll tell me," he says, and I nod.

"Promise," I whisper, my voice suddenly weak with anticipation and nerves.

He jumped up and disappeared, I guess he's gone to find some lubricant or something, and condoms too probably. Won't be needing them I think... I know I'm clean, and he is too, or Doc would have told me, that's the sort of thing you just don't hold back from the team CO. Back again I was right, condoms, and oh sunscreen, well whatever works I guess. "Won't need them," I tell him taking the condoms away from him.

"Jack?" he questions me.

"I'm clean Danny, so are you, I want to feel you, I NEED to feel you," I tell him, and I do, although a good part more of it is that he needs to feel me, feel how much I trust him.

"It would be easier if you were on your stomach," he tells me, but I shake my head.

"Want to see you," I say, and although I know a part of him wants to protest he won't, not this time.

DANIEL

Part of me thinks this is a bad idea, that he'll regret it come morning, but he seems to need this as much as I do, and I do need it, like I've never needed anything in my life. I coat my fingers with the sunscreen.

It's cold, I should warm it in my hands first, I can see him fighting to relax, his legs pulled back, and wide so that I have access to a place he's never let anyone else touch. I am apprehensive as I run my slick finger along him, pressing lightly but not entering his hole, letting him adjust to my touch before I do that.

I play around it and as soon as I hear the first moan from him I know its time to move on, so slowly, as gently as I can manage, I slip my finger past the barriers and into his tight heat, and for a moment I spare a thought that if its so tight on my finger, how will it feel wrapped around my dick, but the moment passes, as soon as I feel Jack relax some more, and push back against my finger.

JACK

It is slightly sore, but not overly so, strange, but not painful in any big way, it feels kinda good actually, and I find myself pushing into the contact, I feel Daniel prepare to push a second finger in, and I exhale, relaxing as much as I can, but failing, as I wince when he slides the second finger to join the first.

The wince is short lived as Daniel stretches me, and hits what I assume is my prostate if any of that research I did was worth a damn. Yeah ok I did research, at the time I thought it was pointless, but did it anyway, now I am so glad I did.

"Oh God, Danny," I pant out, grinding back again, I feel myself stretched wider, I feel another finger slip in, but this time I don't bother wincing, even though it does hurt, I just push back again harder, riding out the pain.

"Daniel, Please! I need you," I beg, I need him now. I'm hard again, miraculously, painful hard, and I need to come, but not without him inside of me, this time I want us to come together.

DANIEL

He's begging me now, part of me wants to prepare him more, although I don't know how much more stretched I can get him. I need to be in him, I am so close I can feel it, I need to come soon, so I ignore that part, and follow the part telling me to give us both what we need.

"If you want me to stop..." I start to tell him, "Shut up and do it Daniel, Please, please I need it, I need you, NOW DAMN IT!" he gasps out around pants. So I do, I line myself up, and as slowly as I can manage I push forward, sighing even as I fight to hold myself back from the edge as I feel his heat surround me.

I feel, whole, like I am finally a complete person, that sounds ridiculous I know, but it's how I feel right now. "Jack, I.... Love you," I whisper into his ear as I wait for him to adjust to me inside of him, and take a chance to calm myself down. "Love you too" he says before I feel him push back against me, and that's all I can take, I feel myself let go even as I try to hold back not to hurt him, I start moving my pace increasing, more and more, even as he begs me for harder, and faster.

JACK

"OHGODOHGODOHGODOHGOD, more please, oh please more Danny..." I hear myself begging, under most circumstances I might not like that I'm begging, but I trust Daniel not to use it against me, so I beg, and damn it, it doesn't half feel good, hearing my voice begging him for more, feeling as he gives me what I'm asking for, feeling him filling me more completely than I have ever been filled before, feeling him complete me.

I feel it coming, I know I can't hold off, I have to hold on just a little more, I want Daniel to come with me damn it, "Let it go Jack," I hear him say, "Let it go for me.", and so I do, I let out a cry of Daniel as I feel my self come all over his hand where he had been pumping my shaft in time to his thrusts. As I feel myself come, I feel him let go as well feel him filling me with his own come.

DANIEL

"JAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!" I cry out as I come with him, I hear his cry as well, but they both sound so distant, as I feel his warm seed spill over my hand, and his stomach, as my own pumps into him.

I barely have enough presence of mind to shift to the side as I slip out of him, and promptly pass out beside him.

JACK

Danny, awwe he passed out, that's cute... hang-on cute? Oh boy I am so gone in him, I think I like it that way.

"Welcome back sleep head," I say a little while later when he opens his eyes, looking up at me with the sweetest smile on his face, and his cheeks rosy red, partly from over exertion, partly from embarrassment.

"You were so good Danny." I tell him, nuzzling him gently, loving the friction of his stubble against my own. Looking over at the clock I see the time 12:37, Christmas day.

"Happy Christmas Daniel," I tell him; nodding in the general direction of the clock so he can see it for himself. "Happy Christmas Jack, I know I got the Christmas present I wanted this year" he tells me. "Me too Danny, me too." I tell him, snuggling down.

I got the best Christmas present ever this year. I got Daniel. An Angel To Watch Over me.

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