Love Hurts

by Riantiata

URL: http://www.area52hkh.net/asr/riantiata/lovehurts.php
Summary: Can Daniel get Jack to admit there is a problem or will he be alone again

Jack whistled as he came out of the bathroom. Toweling his hair vigorously he made his way to the kitchen and started making coffee, putting in half the usual amount. Daniel hadn't come to him the last few nights. He'd missed him but it wasn't possible to be together every night, the military point of view on their relationship meant they had to be discreet. Maybe he would come tonight and they could do as they always did, making up for the nights spent apart. Tussling on the bed like ardent teenagers. They were good together although Daniel occasionally seemed pensive. Jack didn't ask why as he was so happy having someone in his life to love and be loved in return, but he wondered.

He shrugged no use puzzling over Daniel. He was still a bit of an enigma to Jack. In the six months since they had admitted their feelings for each other he had learned some surprising things about his partner; but there were still depths he hadn't plumbed. He grinned to himself, when you had a hot archeologist in your arms psychology was the last thing on your mind.

He took his coffee into the living room and stood looking out of the window. It was a beautiful morning, too nice to be working under the mountain. He was tempted, just for a moment, to play hooky. He would only be facing the dreaded paperwork if he went as there were no missions for a few days. He sighed, the paperwork would be there tomorrow, probably with more added, and he wanted to see Daniel. He always wanted to see Daniel, even if he couldn't touch him. The look of him, whatever his mood, whatever he was doing, could fill Jack with excitement and anticipation.

He shook his head ruefully; he really was too old to have thoughts of this kind, but he didn't care life was good. He drained his coffee and turned to cross the room. His leg caught one of Daniel's books lying on the arm of the couch and it slid to the floor. Jack picked up the piece of paper that had fallen out. It was the programme for the lecture Daniel had gone to a few days ago at the Kresge Hall. It had been called, Jack remembered, "the barrier of language" and he'd laughing suggested that Daniel had no barrier to language since he spoke so many. There was writing in the margin and Jack peered at it, knowing Daniel often scribbled comments on what he was hearing, especially if he disagreed. It had a telephone number on it and a name - Adele.

Jack stood still, his coffee mug in one hand the paper in the other. Who in the world was Adele? Was it someone Daniel had met at the lecture? Why did he want her telephone number? There were a number of innocent answers to those questions and Jack knew himself for a jealous, possessive fool who resented anyone that Daniel spent time with; but somehow this piece of paper worried him. His instinct or, as Daniel called it, his sixth sense that was so useful on missions, it had saved him and his team many times, was warning him. He needed to see Daniel now. He rang his partner's apartment but there was no answer. He rang the guard room at the mountain and was told that Dr. Jackson had arrived some time ago. His good mood broken he thrust the paper back into the book and strode out to finish dressing. Minutes later he was on his way to the mountain.

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Daniel looked up and smiled as Teal'c opened his door. The big man gazed at his team-mate in a concerned manner.

"Have you pulled another 'all-nighter', DanielJackson?"

Daniel laughed "You haven't got the right demeanor, Teal'c. Jack does it with a ferocious scowl and drags me off to the commissary. And, no I haven't. I couldn't sleep so I came in early."

Teal'c nodded, relieved "So will you accompany me to the commissary?"

"Sure. Though if you were Jack I'd be pissy because he interrupted my work."

"You weren't working."

Daniel sighed as he rose from his desk "No. Just got a lot on my mind."

Teal'c allowed Daniel to precede him out into the corridor then said.

"If there is anything I can do, I am here."

"Thanks, but I need to work this out for myself."

Teal'c inclined his head and they walked companionably to the commissary.

Daniel looked at the sad waffles, why did they bother if they couldn't make them properly. Even his own were preferable but Jack's were superb, he wished now he'd gone there last night - he would have had waffles for breakfast. But they wouldn't have compensated...he stopped that thought and reached for the coffee jug.

As they sat Daniel saw Jack striding in with a set face. His heart sank, he knew that face, it had 'Daniel, you are in trouble' written all over it. Jack checked his rush when he saw Daniel was with Teal'c. He turned to the serving counter and poured himself some coffee, then ambled over to their table. Sitting opposite Daniel he stared at his lover's face until Teal'c said.

"Good morning, O'Neill. You are early too. Have we a mission after all?"

"Oh. No, no mission and good morning T. Just felt - like getting some work done."

Daniel spluttered into his coffee and Teal'c raised an enquiring eyebrow.

Jack watched as the small smile, that had graced Daniel's face at his words, faded.

"Good morning, Daniel," Jack was hoping Daniel would look at him.

Daniel mumbled a greeting around his waffles, his eyes darting everywhere but at Jack. He was nervous, he knew Jack was angry at something, at him, though he didn't know what.

Jack realized he was radiating anger and making Daniel anxious. He tried to restrain it, wondering what he was angry about. But his gut instinct was standing up and shouting.

"Hi, guys." Carter called from the counter. As usual his 2IC was bright and breezy ready for a day playing with her toys. She came over, set down her coffee and waffles and sat next to Jack. Taking a gulp of her coffee she said

"Well, Daniel, is that the new girlfriend?"

Daniel gaped at her, shaking his head as if he hadn't heard right.

Jack turned his head and glared at her "Girlfriend?"

Carter ignored him "It's about time you got one, Daniel. When do we meet her?"

"Carter what are you talking about?"

She looked brightly at him "Well, sir. I saw Daniel and his companion in Acacia Park last night."

By the expression on Daniel's face Jack thought he might just fall apart so, keeping his attention on Carter, he said

"What were you doing in Acacia Park? I wouldn't have said it was your type of place."

"I wasn't. Pete has some friends on Nevada Avenue, we were visiting them. I saw Daniel as we got out of the car, I wanted to go over but Pete wouldn't let me. Said I was nosy. So I'm being nosy now. Come on, spill."

Daniel was blushing furiously, stammering "Not a girlfriend, Sam. Just a friend, an old friend."

"Hmm. Not so old, I would say, and attractive. With all that lovely red hair, you don't get that from a bottle. And don't tell me there wasn't anything going on." Carter's eyes were sparkling with curiosity.

"Only talking, Sam. Catching up."

"With you in your good suit? You wore the Armani to sit in the park and talk?" Sam's voice dripped with disbelief.

"We were...we were early. Going out to dinner, so... nice evening we sat in the park..."

Jack could hear the panic in Daniel's words and he dammed his 2IC for doing this.

Carter was relentless "So come on tell us. Who is she? What's her name?"

Jack's instinct gave him a push, "It was Adele, wasn't it?" He looked at Daniel and gave him a warm smile.

Daniel swallowed and nodded, his eyes beseeching Jack.

"Oh." Carter was disgusted "Trust you to know. And I thought I'd found out a little secret."

"That you wanted to broadcast, MajorCarter? That is not an honorable action towards a friend." Teal'c suddenly entered the conversation having watched with disapproval the baiting of his young friend.

Carter was surprized at the challenge and replied defensively,"No. Not broadcast, only to you guys."

"And if the holder of a secret does not wish it to be shared? Perhaps 'nosy' is a less acceptable form of curiosity." Teal'c rumbled his distaste.

Daniel was calming down and Jack felt his anger dissipate,

"Don't bother trying to fathom it, Teal'c. They're all alike. Nosiness is a female thing."

He meant it as a joke, but Jack knew he'd hit the mark and scored one for Daniel, when Carter scraped back her chair and left the commissary in a huff.

"What..?" Daniel was confused.

Jack grinned "She hates to be called female."

Teal'c raised an eyebrow.

"Why would MajorCarter wish to deny her gender?"

"She's military, Teal'c. She's had to compete with men at every turn. Despite making Major she is still unsure of her standing. So she overcompensates by denying her femininity."

Teal'c shrugged his incomprehension and stood up.

"I have a class this morning. I must get prepared."

"How goes it with the new recruits?" Jack asked.

Teal'c gave a grim smile "Dismally." and strode away.

Jack looked at Daniel "We've got another half hour. Want some more coffee?"

Daniel shook his head and lowered his eyes,

"You were mad at me when you came in," he said in a low voice.

"Yeah. I'm not now. Why didn't you tell me about her?"

"Adele? How did you know?"

"Your book fell off the couch. It had the lecture programme in it."

"Oh, yeah." Daniel forked up the last of his cold waffle, "She's in town for a convention at the Antlers Hilton. The lecturer was one of her group."

"Her group?"

"She is the top archive librarian at the New York public library."

"Exalted circles."

Daniel nodded

"Her colleagues are all linguists and librarians, there are about fifty of them."

"Taking over the Hilton? Well at least they'll be talking, not drunk and whooping it up like most conventions."

Daniel gave him a small smile "Don't know many academics do you, Jack?"

"I know one, but I don't think he's typical. So, I repeat, why didn't you tell me?"

Daniel paused, not wanting to say any more.

Jack lifted encouraging eyebrows.

Daniel sighed, "Can we leave this till tonight?"

He looked up and Jack saw guilt in those honest eyes. He swallowed the dread that rose in his throat, reminding him of the unease he had felt earlier. Why would Daniel be feeling guilty? But then, this was Daniel who could feel guilty for stepping on an ant. Man should have been a Buddhist.

"You're coming over? I'll make dinner."

"I may not stay. We need to talk."

Jack's heart sank. God, what talking did they have to do? Daniel's face was so serious.

"What about?" He asked, suddenly hoarse.

"Tonight, Jack." Daniel gathered his plate and mug and took them to the disposal counter.

Jack was left with his cold coffee - it was going to be a long day.

~~~

Daniel sat in his office trying hard to concentrate on the writings he was hoping to translate. His mind kept slipping away, how was he going to talk to Jack tonight? He needed to be alone for a while, needed some time to figure out what he was going to say.

He was hoping that Jack would be too busy to disturb him today; he often interrupted him and this would not be a good time. When the knock came at his door his heart sank. He couldn't face Jack at the moment. Then he remembered Jack never knocked, he would just breeze in as if he had every right. Daniel had challenged him on it once,

"Supposing I was jerking off when you walked in."

Jack had just grinned, "I'd help you finish."

Daniel smiled at the memory and called "Door's open."

Sam walked in, looking sad.

"What's up, Sam?

"I wanted to apologize, Daniel. I'm sorry I teased you, I didn't mean to but it is so easy to do. You blush and stammer for the most innocent things."

"It's ok. You just caught me by surprise" he laughed shortly, "Can't get away with anything in this town."

Sam perched herself on the corner of his desk, "I wasn't really being nosy, at least that's what I tell myself," she smiled ruefully, "I'm just interested."

Daniel grinned "You mean since you've fallen for Pete, you want everyone to have someone to be happy with?"

Sam ducked her head, flushing "Am I that bad?"

He nodded "Stars in the eyes."

"It's a wonderful feeling, Daniel, having someone there for you. I hate to see you going home to an empty house. The Colonel too, he's in the same boat. I know you spend time together, it's good that you're friends but it's not the same. There's nothing quite like..."

"Love's young dream?"

"Well, if you put it that way," she laughed, embarrassed, "It has been a long time coming. I guess I'm a bit overwhelmed by it all. That's why, when I saw you with someone - well you haven't had a date for so long that I was hopeful for you."

"It'd be a long distance relationship, Sam. Adele's going home tomorrow, she lives in New York."

Sam sighed "Pity, you looked nice together."

"It was nice seeing her again," he lied, "But with the job that we do..." He shrugged, and changed the subject "Have you forgiven Jack for what he said?"

Sam tightened her lips.

"It was meant as a joke." Daniel protested.

"No, it wasn't. He was protecting you from my teasing. Even Teal'c got ansty. We all do it, Daniel. We hate it when you're floundering. I didn't really mean it to sound so nosy."

Daniel smiled "You did come on a bit strong. But it's ok. You want some coffee." He nodded to his steaming coffeepot.

"No, thanks. I've got to get back. I left an experiment running." She slid off the desk and waved as she went to the door.

"Just don't blow us all up," he called after her.

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Jack sighed as he looked at the mountain of paperwork. He could swear his desk groaned every time a new batch was brought in. He looked at his watch, eight hours before he could get away. He wanted to take off now, drag Daniel from his lair and get him home where they could have this damned talk. He was not a patient man, and Daniel telling him they had to talk tonight giving him hours to worry about it - damn it, it wasn't fair. His instinct was telling him it was serious, Daniel didn't go in for light-hearted conversation. The last talk they had shared had been their confession of love. They had ended up in bed. Jack had a shivery feeling that this wasn't going to be the same.'Come on,' he told himself, 'put it behind you for now. You weren't special ops for nothing. Concentrate on work, clear it and get out early. Cook him something good.'

He left the mountain at four. He was smugly proud that he'd cleared his backlog: much to the confusion of his clerk who'd had a bet with Siler that the Colonel would have to pull an allnighter to clear it. He shopped and was home by five, determined not to think about Daniel, or his talk, until the man arrived. He prepared the dinner; showered, shaved and dressed and was ready when the doorbell rang. Wondering why Daniel did not use his key he opened the door and let his silent lover in.

Daniel was ill at ease and stood in the living room as if he wanted to leave.

"Jack..." he started.

Jack held up a hand, "No, Daniel. We are not having a talk on an empty stomach. Dinner is ready, and we will eat it like civilised human beings whatever else happens tonight."

Daniel nodded and dropped into a chair. Truth to tell he was out of his depth, worried - and hungry. The dinner smelled good, but then Jack's cooking was always good.

Jack set the table and brought in the dishes. Daniel's mouth watered at the sight of the chicken thighs with their herb stuffing, asparagus and new potatoes dripping with horseradish sauce. One of his favorite O'Neill culinary concoctions. His stomach growled, reminding him of the missed lunch, he'd been too wound up all day to think about food. He pushed his anxiety aside and started eating. Halfway through the meal he looked up to see Jack smiling.

"Hungry?"

Daniel wiped his greasy mouth on a napkin and smiled back, "Starving. This is good, as always."

"You missed lunch?"

Daniel's smile faded, "Yeah. Too apprehensive."

"Me too. Look Daniel, this talk - does it concern Adele?"

"Um. Yes, part of it does."

"Ok. So while we are eating why don't you give me some background on the lady. All I know is that she is a top librarian, here for a convention and an old friend."

Daniel chewed a delicious potato as he marshalled his thoughts.

"Sam was almost right. Adele is an old girlfriend. We were together nearly a year."

"Sly dog, Daniel. Redhaired and beautiful, you can sure pick 'em. When was this?" Jack held his breath for the answer, hoping it wasn't too recent.

"When I was working for Dr. Jordan."

"Before or after Sarah?"

"Oh. Before. After I left Sarah there was only a few weeks before Catherine found me and brought me to the Stargate."

"You left Sarah? I didn't realise, I thought she..."

Daniel grimaced, "She wanted too much control."

Jack nodded. Daniel was a free spirit, accommodating and eager to please but holding him was like holding quicksilver.

"I was long gone from Adele before Sarah came to work with us."

"How did you meet?"

"I was doing a lot of outside research for Dr. Jordan. Adele, at that time, was at the Chicago Central library where I did my work. She was very knowledgeable about the books I needed. We got together, we seemed compatible and I moved in with her. It was good for a while, then my work came between us. She said she felt excluded when I was absorbed in, what she called, my detective work."

He shrugged. "You know how focussed I get."

Jack did indeed.

"We had rows, or rather she rowed with me..."

"The red hair?"

"Oh,yes. Quite a temper. Then out of the blue Dr.Jordan gave me a three month sabbatical. A friend of his was opening a dig in Egypt, he wanted me to join it. I was over the moon, to go back to Egypt - what I had always wanted. Adele was furious, told me if I went she wouldn't be here when I got back. I tried to explain that this was what I was, and archeology was my reason for being. But she didn't, or didn't want to, understand. I moved my stuff back to my old rooms and went to Egypt." He smiled at the memory " It was wonderful. However when I returned she was gone. I learned later that she had actually had the interview and accepted the post in New York while we were still living together. Guess I'm not good at relationships."

"So what happened at the lecture?"

"There was a recess halfway through, she came up to me and we started talking."

Their plates were empty so Jack took them away, coming back with pecan pie and cream, another of Daniel's favorites.

"You're pulling out all the stops tonight, Jack."

"Mm. Serious talk needs serious food to make it palatable."

They ate in silence, conscious that the talk was about to start.

~~~

While Jack loaded the dishwasher and made coffee, Daniel moved onto the couch. It was their favorite place for making out and he felt that this was the wrong place to be. Jack forestalled a move, however, by bringing in coffee and sitting at the other end.

"Ok. Daniel. Go."

Daniel gave him a haunted look, " Um. The reason I have not been here this week is because I have been with her."

"I guessed that much. What have you been doing?"

"Oh, out to dinner a few times. Took her to the Garden of the Gods, and the zoo at Denver."

"And...?"

Daniel took a deep breath, "Last night I was in her bed."

Jack groaned softly.

"So. We are a mistake that shouldn't have happened?"

"No. Oh, no Jack."

Jack looked up, his eyes flashing, "I don't share, Daniel. You are one thing or the other. If you wanted both I wish you'd told me six months ago..."

"No, Jack. You don't understand..."

"You don't understand. I have been fearing this all day. I made a commitment to you, Daniel. I thought we had made a commitment to each other, I didn't expect..."

"No, Jack. Listen to me..."

"Why should I listen. You've told me the important bit. So how was she? Did you do a comparison check? How did I rate?"

Daniel flung himself on Jack and kissed the mouth as it tried to say more. "Stop it, Jack. Listen to me. Let me speak."

Jack's arms went round the beloved body and he groaned again, loudly and in pain "Why did you do it, Danny..?"

Daniel put a hand on Jack's mouth "I didn't," he said softly, "I couldn't."

Jack went quiet, his eyes above Daniel's hand searching the face so close to his.

Daniel took his hand away, "I couldn't do it, Jack. You have a way of invading my thoughts at the most inappropriate moments. My mind was centred on you, and my cock would not behave. It got half hard when we were making out, then told me 'no way' and went to sleep."

Jack looked at him with disbelief "Cocks don't do that, Daniel. They are opportunists. The first sight of a cavity and they are raring to go."

"Not mine. It took one look at what was offered and went limp."

"What happened?"

"Well, as you can imagine. Adele was not pleased. I had told her I had a relationship going, and she said this was for old times sake. Sheesh! I can't believe she said that. She used to be able to manipulate me so that I could get a hard-on whenever she wanted it. She tried to arouse me and failed. The spark we had in the past was long gone. Nothing worked and in the end she shouted at me 'Why did you bother. Go home.' So I went home. I couldn't sleep for thinking, that's why I was early at work."

Jack was puzzled, not an unusual state for him to be in when dealing with Daniel.

"So," he said, tightening his hold on Daniel's waist, "You wanted to be with her, why Daniel?"

Daniel disengaged himself from Jack and moved back to his corner.

"That's what the talk is about."

"I thought we'd had the talk."

"No. I told you earlier. She was only part of it. I've told you that part. Now I need to tell you why."

"That's what I've been asking. I need to know."

"I know. God, this is difficult. I've been trying all day to find a way to tell you."

"Danny, just tell me. Are we breaking up?"

"No. Not unless you want to."

"Why would I want to. I love you."

"You may want to when I explain."

"Nothing you say is going to make that happen."

Daniel smiled nervously and got up. He stood in front of Jack, unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. It was half erect in his hand and he gestured to Jack, "Touch it."

Jack smiled proprietorially at the familiar sight, and brushed his fingers gently over the head.

Instant response, it filled and pulled up to a proud throbbing stance.

"You don't even have to touch," whispered Daniel, "Just your nearness can do it, or your voice. Almost anything about you."

Jack looked his confusion.

"Jack, I am a man, like you. I have a cock just like you, and me and my cock want to make love to you."

"Danny, we have been making love for the last six months."

"No,Jack. You have been fucking me for the last six months. Making love is about sharing, and me and my cock want our share. Or am I just your fuckboy? I've been wondering about that, Jack. Am I just a convenient hole for you to plug into when you want release?"

Daniel was trembling, his eyes bright with tears he would not shed. Before Jack could answer he went on,

"As I said before I am a man. A man's cock was designed to go somewhere, to an orifice designed to take it. Ok traditionally that would be a woman; we have both been there. But for men like us making love is what commits us to each other. You have let me kiss you; suckle your nipples; suck your cock and balls but when I have indicated my desire to make love to you, you say 'I don't do that'. I need to show you how much I love you. I need to give you - me."

Jack watched silently as Daniel's erection wilted, lowered and got tucked away. Daniel sat down again, brushed his moist eyes and caught his breath.

"I have been trying to come up with the right words and in the end I haven't said half of what I intended. I don't want to emasculate you. I know a lot of men fear penetration, the loss of self esteem, of the macho image. You have always been so confident of your masculinity that it never occured to me you could be fearful of losing your image of yourself. But in these months when my need for you has been so desperate I have wondered if it's a real fear, even if I would be the only one who knew."

"Is that why - Adele?" Jack asked quietly.

Daniel nodded, "As soon as we met I knew she wanted me. Can't think why unless she wasn't getting any. I thought about it, not sure it could happen but, like I said, my cock was desperate. I thought if I could have it away once it would be satisfied. I was no sooner in that bed than I wanted out of it. But I had to try; after just a little kissing and cuddling she was ready but I felt nothing - well except for embarrassment. When I left I wanted to come to you, late as it was, but I stank of her bed and perfume. I had two showers and went to my lonely bed, thinking of you, wanting you."

Jack nodded, got up and held a hand out to Daniel.

"Come on. Let's go to bed."

"Jack..."

"Come Daniel. It's my turn to talk and I want you close to me."

Daniel took his hand, his thoughts in a whirl. Jack wanted to talk?

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In the bedroom they stripped down to boxers and tees and climbed into the big bed. Jack asked Daniel to flick the switch above the bedhead which turned on the ceiling light.

"I need to see you."

They lay in their accostomed positions, Jack on his back with Daniel's head on his shoulder. Jack was quiet for so long that Daniel thought he'd decided not to talk, and settled himself to sleep. He wasn't surprized as Jack rarely spoke of anything more serious than work.

Then Jack spoke into the quietness of the room.

"They raped me, Danny." The words ended with a choke.

Daniel felt a chill steal over him.

Jack tried again, "Every day for four months they raped me."

Daniel slid an arm around him. Jack was reliving Iraq.

"It wasn't just one or two. There were four of them, the guards, and they took it in turns. Took me in turns."

Jack's voice was harsh, ugly.

"I put up a fight at first, I was whipped for my pains. After I stopped fighting they told me what I had to do. I was wearing loose pants like pyjamas, that's all I had. I was told that when they came in I was to pull them down and present my ass to them. Like hell I would! By the time they'd whipped me for the fourth time I did what they wanted. The fucking was a nightmare, I was torn, bleeding, the pain was indescribable. There was no finesse at all, it was brutal rutting intended to humiliate - they were getting their rocks off by violating me."

Daniel hugged his lover, cursing himself for his petty wants.

"Next it was me having to beg them to fuck me. In English. That came hard, pleading for them to do what I loathed; I did as they said so as not to be whipped again. As my strength failed and I couldn't stand up, two held me while the others fucked me. When they'd finished they just let me fall on the floor. I thought I would lose my mind, it would have been a relief. My only strength at that time was my anger. It kept me going."

He paused, drawing a deep breath.

"The curious thing is that I was interrogated every day, they wanted what I knew and I never said a word, despite the drugs. In the evenings when those guards abused me I could feel them eroding my pride and my courage as well as my strength. I was afraid I would tell them everything. But they never asked. Thank God the guards and interrogators didn't get together."

He fell silent.

"What happened?" whispered Daniel through his tears.

"My boys - special ops, found me. After all that time, when I thought I had been forgotten, they got the intel they needed. They came in, got me out. I wanted to go for the guards but I was too weak. My boys got them, a nice quiet knife in the belly."

He cleared his throat,

"When I got home I was hospitalised for six months. One of 'em had given me gonorrhea, lucky it wasn't Aids. My rectum was pretty much of a mess, my back and legs were infected from the whipping and the filth I was lying in."

He stroked Daniel's hair, "Do you see now why I say 'no-one gets left behind'? They came for me, they got me out. I'm still here."

"Of course," he went on "there's still the little matter of my nightmares."

"I know about those," sniffed Daniel, "I've nursed you through enough."

"Yeah, and I've done the same for you. Thank God we understand each other. Now as for your little problem..."

"Fuck that, Jack. My pissy little problem is..."

Jack pulled him in and kissed him.

"A problem we can solve. With patience. I do want you inside me Daniel, don't ever think I don't. MY problem is the rage I still feel at those who brutalized me. My fear is that your touch could unleash all that rage onto you. So it will have to be slow and easy. No going in the back door for us for a long time. I have to be able to see your face, know it's you. I want you Daniel, as much as you want me. I want that splendid cock of yours nailing my prostate."

Daniel chuckled,

"I love it when you talk dirty. Linguists like that, you know, it's such a change."

"Nothing dirty about your cock. It's a beautiful thing and the way it responds to me does wonders for my ego."

~~~

Daniel opened his eyes, raised his head and looked at his lover.

"I fell asleep," he announced in amazement.

Jack chuckled, "So did I."

"I guess it was an emotionally intense day."

"Yup. All that talking. Now ya know why I don't do it too much."

They lay quiet in each other's arms for short while then Jack said "We gonna get this show on the road?"

"Now?"

"Why not?"

"It's the middle of the night."

"Hey, we have often made love...I'll rephrase that, I have often made love to you in the middle of the night."

"That was different, Jack. This is something new and I feel I've talked you into it."

"Uh,uh. No guilt trips, Danny. You of all people should know you can't talk me into anything I don't want to do. And believe me I do want to do this."

Daniel pulled himself up and leaned over taking his partner's mouth in a deep, passionate kiss. His tongue plunged in and warred with Jack's as they tasted each other. Jack's cock surged into life and he groaned into Daniel's mouth. Pulling his lips away he panted "Let's lose the clothes." He could feel his boxers confining his burgeoning erection.

They wriggled clear of their clothing and the sight of his lover's naked body had Daniel's cock lengthening eagerly. He attacked Jack's neck, nibbling along the collar bone and down to the pulse point where he sucked the loose skin into his mouth. Jack squirmed and panted at the sensations, "Oh,yes Danny. Don't stop."

Daniel murmured into his neck, "Not intending to."

He blazed a trail of kisses down Jack's chest using teeth, tongue and lips. He flicked a stiff tongue on the nipples peeking out of the curly body hair. They grew hard and Jack gasped as the stimulation went straight to his groin. The tongue went into his navel and swirled around. Needing to feel his lover, Jack tried to hold him but Daniel's body was moving from side to side as he softly grated his teeth over his partner's skin. Nibbling along muscles, swiping his tongue over the lean belly Daniel moved lower murmuring his appreciation. When Jack tried to push his head away from an excruciatingly ticklish spot, Daniel growled and bit him. Jack was delighted at his Danny going alpha. It was turning him on.

Daniel finally reached his goal, Jack's beautiful cock blushing red and purple with need. He turned his back on Jack, straddling his chest to bend and take the shaft in his hands. His mouth suckled gently on the head before taking it into his mouth as far as it would go. This was familiar territory and he would make it as good for his lover as he could. He wanted him to be as relaxed as possible for what was coming later.

Jack was watching the ass swaying in front of him. Daniel had lifted himself a little to bend over Jack's cock and Daniel's was dripping pre-cum onto Jack's belly. He was so aroused he could hardly breathe. He wanted to touch Daniel anywhere, everywhere - the long cock with it's hood of skin hiding the sensitive head or the heavy balls swinging as his lover moved as he sucked - but he didn't dare. The orgasm that Daniel was nurturing inside him was for Jack, when he'd got where he wanted to go. If Jack premempted that by touching him he would face Daniel's wrath. Jack decided he would rather face a battalion of Jaffa. In any case he was losing his mind with the movements of Daniel's incredible mouth. Streams of fire ran through his body, his balls tightened and his hips jerked forward as his seed flooded down Daniel's throat. Grunting, gasping - as he stuttered his lover's name, he was aware that Daniel still held him in his mouth, his suck cleaning him out.

Daniel removed his legs and turned back to Jack, a smug smile on his face. A trickle of Jack's semen ran down his chin and he bent his head to the breathless man and shared his taste.

"God! Daniel. You're good at that." Jack panted.

Daniel smiled against his mouth, "Only as good as the man who taught me. You reap the rewards of your teaching."

"I didn't teach you all that."

"I added a few refinements of my own. Are you okay?" The blue eyes were suddenly anxious.

"I am more than okay. You want me relaxed? I couldn't be more relaxed than I am now," he stroked Daniel's worried face and said softly "Go for it Danny."

He watched as Daniel reached for the lube in the nightstand drawer and coated his fingers. Lying beside Jack he brought his hand between the spread legs and gently slid two fingers down the perineum and over the pucker. Jack gasped and clenched the sheet, his eyes searching Daniel's.

"Only me, Jack." Daniel whispered. "Just me loving you."

Jack nodded and Daniel continued sliding up and down, gliding over the sensitive opening giving it a little push in passing. Jack's hands relaxed as the delicate movement was soothing, non-threatening. Daniel kept that up for a little while then just circled the opening, pushing gently. Jack pushed back, his eyes widening at the sensations. Daniel smiled and inserted just the tip of one finger into the ring of muscle. It gave a little. He withdrew it, added a little more lube and replaced it. Jack gave another push and the finger popped in. Both men smiled. Daniel slid it in and out encouraged by Jack moaning "Oh, that's good." He lubed another finger and though both went in easily Jack froze. Daniel stopped with his fingers inside. After a few minutes Jack relaxed and said "I'm ok" so Daniel continued his movements with two fingers. When the fingers were removed Jack sighed at the loss, then he realised Daniel was lubing up the third. His anxious look did not go unnoticed.

"You've got to take three, Jack, or you can't take me." Daniel said quietly, "On the other hand we can stop now. You've done well."

"No, Daniel. I want this - I want you. Give me three."

Daniel nodded and inserted two, then slid the third in quickly. They went in to the second knuckle, then held. Jack had tightened up. Daniel looked up to see Jack's eyes were tightly shut.

"Jack, look at me. Open your eyes and see me. It's only me. Your Danny."

"My Danny?" The voice was a faint whisper.

"Look at me, Jack."

A pair of frightened eyes looked at him. Daniel's other hand caressed Jack's face, and the eyes changed to their normal demeanor.

"I'm okay," he said again "Temporary abberation."

Daniel smiled "Words of more than one syllable, Jack? I must be doing you good."

"You are, don't stop." He relaxed and the fingers slid in all the way.

Daniel spent some time working those fingers in and out, loosening the muscle until it was malleable.

"I'm going to give you a treat, Jack. Something you've never had." Before Jack could speak Daniel reached in with his middle finger and touched the gland.

Jack jumped, nearly dislodging the fingers.

"What the fuck was that?"

Daniel laughed "I've just introduced you to your prostate."

"God. Do it again."

Daniel obliged, getting a moan in return.

"Is that what you're talking about when you yell 'yes just there' - when I'm concentrating on not coming too soon?"

"That's it."

"Wow!"

"Yes."

"Are we nearly there, only I've come up again."

"I did notice. Yeah, you're about ready."

Daniel pushed their two pillows under Jack's hips then leaned over kissing him deeply. He pulled Jack's legs onto his thighs bringing the loosened hole in line with his cock. He lubed up his cock and gently pushed. Nothing happened. He looked at Jack who did not seem tense, and tried again. He gave a great push and slid in halfway. Jack yelled and Daniel didn't know whether to stay or come out.

"What is it? Did I hurt you?"

Jack growled; rage flushed his face as his hands clutched the sheets. His body twisted beneath Daniel's almost disconnecting them.

"Jack. Open your eyes. Look at me." Daniel's soft voice caused Jack's eyelids to flicker and he drew a deep breath,

"Stay where you are." he muttered, and opened his eyes.

He smiled shakily and the tension left him. Daniel slid home, his balls settling softly against Jack's butt. Daniel stretched out, lying on his lover to give them both a breathing space. Jack felt Daniel's soft hair on his face, smelling of herbal shampoo - banishing the memory of the stinking prison. He was home with Daniel. All was well.

"Don't go to sleep there. You've got work to do." His voice was hoarse but it had a smile in it.

Daniel pulled back, resting on his arms, "You want me to move?"

For answer Jack pushed his hips up, his cock slapping Daniel's chest.

"I'll take that as a yes."

Daniel pulled halfway out, then slid back hitting the gland that had Jack crying out. He pulled out again and this time Jack thrust up to meet him. That was all that was needed. They met again and again, each thrust harder, faster than the last. Sweat mingled on their bodies making them slick as they slid in delicious counterpoint. Barely audible murmurings gave way to pants and grunts as each reached the point of no return. A loud groan of "Daniel!" heralded Jack's orgasm and the feel of the seed jetting on his belly brought Daniel to the edge. A moment later Jack's contractions spasmed around Daniel's cock and he shot his hot fluid into his lover with a cry of "Jack! Oh, Jack!"

Jack came back to reality with a sigh. He had his arms around a sweaty Daniel who was sprawled on his chest. Daniel raised his head, there was a sappy smile on his face.

"You look well fucked." Jack's smile was indulgent.

"Well one of us was."

"I think a good time was had by all."

Daniel rolled off and snuggled into Jack's side. He was overjoyed at finally being able to show Jack the depth of his love.

Jack kissed the sweaty face and murmured,

"I like it when you go alpha on me."

"Not me, Jack," Daniel protested "That's your prerogative."

"Got news for ya, buddy. You are alpha male, in a quiet way. The Daniel way. That was just incredible. I could get used to that."

"Anytime you want, love."

"No, Danny. Anytime You want."

They kissed and gazed at each other with sleepy, satisfied smiles. Then Jack said softly,

"Turn off the light, Danny. I won't need it again."