Deflated Ego

by Sistine

URL: http://www.area52hkh.net/ass/sistine/deflated.php
Summary: Just a bit of fun when the guys get home

Jack smiled smugly at Daniel as they sat down on the colonel's couch, food in hand. Daniel ignored the look for as long as he could, then curiosity got the better of him. "What?"

"I have advanced genes," Jack gloated, pleased with that fact now that he was over being angry at the Asgard.

Daniel rolled his eyes, recognising that the ego had landed. It had been a while since he'd had to pierce Jack's delusions, having been ascended and all, and he had forgotten how annoying the older man could get.

"You don't," Jack pointed out, enjoying himself immensely.

"You're the only one who had the Ancient's knowledge downloaded into your brain. What's to say that Sam or I couldn't have coped with it?" Daniel retaliated. "Besides, I haven't been in a situation where the Asgard could look at my genes." Every time his teammates had been beamed onto an Asgard ship, he was always busy somewhere else.

Jack stopped gloating for awhile and thought about those two points. For Thor to have put a marker in his DNA, the Asgard would have had to have scanned him at some stage. Possibly while he was unconscious. He shivered at the thought of little alien needles pricking his skin to fully examine his genes. "Thank-you so much for that thought, Daniel."

"You're welcome." Daniel smiled at Jack, pleased to see that he hadn't lost his touch. "Personally, I think that Thor put that marker in so that no-one could create an army of O'Neill's."

"Thor loves me," Jack countered indignantly, rubbing his leg against Daniel's in an effort to distract him.

"TMI, Jack." A soft gasp escaped him as Jack placed a hand on his thigh and started to slowly slide it upwards. "What you and Thor get up to is none of my business."

Food forgotten, Jack watched his hand as it slid over the bulge in Daniel's trousers, eliciting another gasp from the linguist. He had missed this so much while Daniel had been ascended, and he had been extremely grateful when the younger man had recovered the memory of their relationship. "Admit that I'm more advanced than you," he leaned over to whisper in Daniel's ear.

Daniel closed his eyes as the pleasure ghosted through him. He had missed how good Jack always made him feel. "Never."

"Do you realise we haven't made love in a week?" Jack nibbled gently on the enticing earlobe, drawing a moan from his partner. He had remembered all of Daniel's erogenous zones vividly, having relived them in his mind every day they had been apart.

"I haven't," Daniel countered, relaxing back into the couch and letting Jack pleasure him. He would have his turn later. "For you, it was only yesterday."

"For my mind, yes. My body says it's been way too long." Jack moved on to Daniel's throat, enjoying the way the linguist was arching his neck in response. "Say it," he prompted.

"Not a chance." Daniel brushed his hand over Jack's hardness and smiled at the hiss that escaped the older man's lips. "Sam told me about your talk on the F-302."

"What talk?" He was sure he would remember giving such a talk. He lifted his head to look at Daniel. "I didn't give any talk."

"Your clone did. Sam said she had never heard such big words coming out of your - his - mouth." And speaking of that mouth, Daniel just had to kiss it. He caught Jack's neck and pulled his lover in for a searing kiss. When they were finished, both of them were achingly hard. "So don't ever play dumb again, Colonel O'Neill," Daniel panted. "I'm onto you."

"Not yet," Jack stated, his fingers getting busy undoing Daniel's belt. "You up for it?"

"Very," Daniel said, thrusting his hips upward in encouragement. "You know, I'm glad we got you back."

"Why?" Jack slid his hand under the material to grasp Daniel's erection.

"Doing this with a fifteen-year-old version of you would have been really perverted." Daniel returned the favour and felt Jack throbbing in his hand. "Not to mention the jail time I could have gotten."

Jack paused as his mind conjured up an image of Daniel and a teenage Jack going at it, and he shuddered at the thought, although he was strangely aroused by it. Then something occurred to him. "Did he... want to?"

"Oh, yeah." Daniel chuckled as he remembered the pass young Jack had made at him. "Wasn't too happy when I said no."

"Don't blame him." Jack captured Daniel's mouth for another kiss, and they remained locked like that for several minutes as they brought each other to completion.

Jack rested his sweat-soaked forehead against Daniel's as he recovered, breathing heavily. He didn't know how he had lived without this for a year. "I missed you, you know. I didn't think you were coming back." He kept his eyes closed; it was easier to reveal his feelings that way.

Daniel brought his clean hand up to touch Jack's cheek. "I missed you too, Jack." They hadn't discussed what they had felt during that year, always skirting around the issue. "It wasn't the same without you beside me."

"Do you have any idea what you put me through?" Jack tried to sound annoyed but couldn't manage it. "You died. Again." He opened his eyes to look into Daniel's.

There was no point in apologising for it; they both knew Daniel would do it again if it meant saving the lives of innocent people. "I'm back now."

"Thank goodness." Jack lightly kissed the swollen lips in front of him. "Don't ever do that to me again." He was becoming aware of his sticky state but didn't want to move to clean up.

"I'll do my best," Daniel promised. His hand slipped down to squeeze Jack's bicep. "Shower?" He wanted to get cleaned up, and then have some slippery fun.

"You bet." Jack took Daniel's hand and pulled him down the hallway to the bathroom. Once there, he started ridding Daniel of his clothes. By the time they were both undressed, Jack was hard again, more so than Daniel. "See?" Jack said as he started the shower. "More advanced."

Daniel laughed and followed Jack into the shower stall. "Sure, Jack." He wrapped his hand around the 'advanced' part. "That's exactly what the Asgard were talking about."