Wormhole Extreme

by Pie

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Summary: Jack will do just about anything to fulfill his fantasies. Poor Daniel

"Danieljackson! You must awaken at once."

Daniel jerked up abruptly from his drool-soaked sleeve. His eyes were still closed as he fumbled on the desk for his glasses.

"Teal'c? What's up? What time is it?"

"It is 0200 hours of your hours. O' Neill requires your immediate assistance."

"Jack? Didn’t he go home?"

"He did not. He is in fact trapped within the Virtual Reality chair that was brought back from P7J-989."

"Awww crap! You let him play with one of those?"

"O'Neill was in need of a distraction. He was restless without you. I believed he would come to no harm if I accompanied him."

"That assumption was wrong on so many levels, Teal'c."

The Jaffa warrior bowed his head in silent assent.

"Fuck. Let's go."

They entered the Science lab 5, Jack was strapped into the chair closest to the door. Daniel immediately looked at the graphics display. Inside the game, Jack was in the gateroom, on the ramp and zatting anyone who approached him.

"What training programme is this? I don't recognise it?”

"I am unsure, Danieljackson. This is not the first time that O'Neill has participated in these simulations, however he has always managed to complete them successfully."

"For a General he can be incredibly dumb."

"What is tinkering, Danieljackson?"

"Tinkering? It's a colloquialism meaning to modify." Enlightenment dawned. "Shit! Tell me he didn't."

"He did. O'Neill has been 'tinkering' with the programmes. I do not believe he knew what he was doing. I am not familiar with this scenario and I have been unable to rouse him nor discontinue the game."

"Fuck! Here we go again. Teal'c, I'm going in. I need you to stand outside the door and prevent anyone coming in."

"Danieljackson! Should I not call Colonelcarter so that she can programme the two second delay into the neural recorder which proved so effective when rescuing me?"

"No, this is Jack, I know exactly how to handle him. If after thirty minutes we have not surfaced then come in and check us out, but it may be better for your own peace of mind if you resist looking at the monitor. Okay?"

"I understand Danieljackson. In battle one must fight with the most effective tools at one's disposal."

"Believe me, when I get him out of this, Jack is gonna be minus his tool."

Daniel climbed into the second chair and tried to get comfortable. Teal'c helped to strap him in, connecting the wires and making sure the headset was fitted correctly. Receiving a brief nod, Teal'c powered it up.

"Daniel! Wake up."

"Whaaaaa?"

"It's the General, he's shooting up the gateroom."

Daniel looked down at himself in bed. Why was he animated? Of course! He was in the fucking game!

"Why am I in the infirmary?"

Sam looked at him like he was mad.

"The bug you picked up on PJ3 6XT. You’re here as a precaution. You do remember?"

"Yes! I'm a little disorientated."

"Daniel, the General is demanding that you be brought to him or he will destroy the whole base."

"What the hell does he think he's doing?" Daniel said to himself as he got out of bed and made to change out of his blue scrubs.

"No time to get dressed, Daniel, we've got to go." Game Sam took his question at face value, as she dragged him from the infirmary towards the elevator, not even allowing him to put anything on his feet. "I think he must be affected by some contagion on base."

"Yeah, yeah. More like he's affected by his dick. It's like living with a grey haired sixteen year old who has a permanent hard-on."

"Daniel!" Sam blushed.

"Typical. Even the game you is acting like a coy virgin. You've seen dicks more times than I've been killed, alien ones too and yes, Jack and I have been fucking like bunnies every chance we have. Get over it!"

Daniel felt better for venting as he exited the elevator, leaving a shell shocked Sam behind. Saying stuff in a simulation he could not say in reality was really satisfying.

As he approached the gateroom, Daniel could see SF's crowding around the door, armed to the teeth.

Colonel Reynolds caught sight of him.

"Thank goodness you're here, Dr. Jackson, the General is threatening the entire base. We haven't had orders to shoot to kill, but it can't be long."

Daniel peeked inside the door. It looked like a war zone, the blast doors were down and he could see Jack on the ramp with the prone bodies of SF's surrounding him. Jack held a zat in one hand and something in the other that Daniel couldn’t see.

"Withdraw your men, Colonel. I will deal with this."

"I can't guarantee your safety, Dr Jackson."

"I will be perfectly safe."

Reynolds nodded reluctantly and called off his men.

"Jack?" Daniel hollered, "I'm coming in."

"Daniel? About damn time. Get your butt in here!"

Daniel picked his way haphazardly through the SF’s that littered the floor, he really hoped that Jack had not got trigger happy and zatted any of them twice....Wait a minute - What was he thinking? He was in the fucking simulation; this was not real.

The problem was it sure felt real.

Jack was staring at him appreciatively, "Oh, I like the scrubs, Danny-boy, I definitely made the right choice with those, they are perfect for the little trip we are gonna take."

"What little trip?"

"REYNOLDS, get in here."

Colonel Reynolds appeared at the door, eyeing his fallen comrades nervously.

"General?"

"Strip Dr. Jackson's top half and secure his hands behind his back." Reynolds moved to obey.

"Sorry Dr. Jackson," he whispered, as he man-handled the reluctant Daniel.

"Now get out!" Reynolds exited swiftly.

Daniel was getting pissed. "Jack! What the hell are you doing? We look like extras from the Simpsons!"

"I'm gonna self destruct the base if you don't comply with my every order."

"Come off it , Jack, you need two senior officers to do that."

"Well that's never stopped Carter. Anyway, this is my programme and I'm definitely the main man in this reality. I can do what I want."

"Oh, can you? Well you're not doing me."

Jack quirked his eyebrow and affected a ludicrous leer, knowing that it always got his lover aroused.

"Reallllllllllllllllllllllly?" he asked in a throaty drawl.

Fuck!

Daniel tried to damp down the hot tide of desire that flooded through him. He was too easy where a certain sliver haired General was concerned. If only he wasn't such a slut. There must be at least one reality where he could keep his cock in his trousers around Jack.

"I've always wanted to do it in a wormhole," Jack husked suggestively. "Fuck you through the Stargate. I've been fantasising about it for a long time, never thought I would ever have the opportunity, till I saw the possibilities of the chairs. Can you imagine the goddam rush?"

Daniel could vividly, in glorious Technicolor and Dolby stereo. He swallowed and moistened his suddenly dry mouth. "H...how are we going to do it?"

"You on top. Me in you," Jack answered with relish.

Daniel gestured down at his restrained hands.

"Why the cuffs?"

Jack smiled, "Just another little fantasy of mine Danny-boy. Too much?"

"No." Daniel looked around again at the lifeless bodies. "They are staying down an awfully long time," he said suspiciously.

"Don't worry, they‘re not dead. Even though this is a game, I didn't think killing them would put you in the mood. I made the zat effect stronger."

Daniel walked slowly up the ramp towards Jack who licked his lips at the sight of the half naked archaeologist.

"Ready for the ride of your life?"

Daniel nodded helplessly as Jack pressed the something in his hand. It was a remote control and behind them the Stargate engaged its dialing sequence.

Jack's hands began to roam all over Daniel's shivering skin. Abruptly he was pushed away so that Jack could strip off his flak jacket and rip open his BDU's. Daniel looked in shock at Jack's crotch and then up at the inexpressibly smug face.

"Hey! What can I say? It is my programme."

*FLASH*

Jack woke up and found himself looking into the pissed off features of his SO, strapped into the chair next to him.

"Fuck!"

"That's just great. Give you an inch, Jack, and you have to take eighteen. Only you could make virtual reality so unbelievable that the game halted."

"Fuck, we were so close making my fantasy true." Jack said mournfully.

He noticed Daniel's blatant bulge.

"These chairs are pretty comfy and have all these straps and things. We could have some kinky fun."

"Yes, I guess I'll just have to swallow my disappointment. How will we explain the stains though?

"We'll just have to swallow those too. Have I ever told you about one of my other fantasies?"

"No."

"I've always wanted to do it in an alien love seat."

Finis

Author's Note: Thanks for reading:-)