The Gift Is In The Giving

by Sistine

URL: http://www.area52hkh.net/ass/sistine/giftisin.php
Summary: Jack gives Daniel a present but wants it back. So Daniel manipulates Jack into giving him something else...
Info: Written as a Secret Santa for Sugar on the SSD list. Also written for the prompt 'iPod'.

A heavy sigh escaped Jack as he stared at his partner across the room. It had seemed like a good idea at the time when he had got Daniel an iPod for Christmas. Jack had even filled it full of opera in the hopes that it would gravitate back to him. But it hadn't worked. Daniel was actually listening to the thing. Jack couldn't work out why. Daniel hated opera - or so his lover had always stated. So why was Daniel listening to it? Jack pondered the reason as he continued to stare at the younger man.

Daniel smiled to himself as he kept his eyes on the book he was reading. He could feel Jack's eyes on him and it pleased him. Upon seeing the playlist on the iPod earlier, he had known what Jack was up to and had decided to wind up his lover. Jack had made love to him early that morning but Daniel was in the mood for something more playful, and the best way to receive that was to annoy his partner. He estimated it would take Jack no more than another five minutes to come and see why he was apparently listening to opera, five seconds to realise Daniel didn't have the sound turned up, and thirty seconds after that to start kissing him.

He had Jack well trained.

As he watched impatiently, Jack's mind became sidetracked by the physique of the man in front of him. Daniel was certainly well-built now, and the tight white t-shirt he was currently wearing helped to display that. And the tight blue jeans. And the bare feet... okay, so that didn't display how well-built Daniel was but Jack certainly appreciated the sight anyway. There was nothing he enjoyed more in winter than curling up with Daniel in front of a log fire, those bare feet in his lap. Well, actually there was something that he enjoyed more but he definitely didn't pay attention to Daniel's feet during it - most of the time, anyway.

Jack adjusted himself as he grew hard at the thought of those winter nights. He shouldn't interrupt Daniel while he was reading something important and boring. If he did, he would certainly pay for it later. Still, it would be worth it if it got Daniel to stop reading and start doing...

Wait. Jack's eyes narrowed. Daniel was notoriously deaf while he was reading. Why, then, would he be listening to opera? Something wasn't right here.

With a speed belying his bad knees, Jack crossed the room and plucked the headphones away from his lover. It only took two seconds to realise that there was no sound. Jack checked the iPod and saw that Nessun Dorma was supposed to be playing. Hmmm... "Daniel?"

"Yes, Jack?" Daniel looked innocently up at his partner. It had taken only four minutes for Jack to come over and Daniel figured that was mainly because his lover had become sidetracked; he had worn the jeans and t-shirt for exactly that purpose.

"Why do you have the sound turned down?" Jack thought it very strange behaviour on Daniel's part.

"Do you really want to know?" Daniel tilted his head upwards in invitation, knowing that the older man would accept.

Jack stared down at the guileless expression and realised that he had been played. Hot on that thought was the realisation that he didn't care. Daniel wanted sex; who was Jack to deny him that? "Not really." He moved the large book off Daniel's lap, then gently pushed the linguist down to lie on the couch.

Daniel smiled as Jack lay on top of him, the weight very welcome for the moment. "Do you want me to teach you how to use the iPod?" he asked, shifting slightly so that their groins were pressed together. "Seeing as it's full of opera music? Who did you ask to put those on there anyway?"

"Cassie," Jack admitted, knowing that Daniel knew what his motivation had been. "Are you mad at me?"

"No." Daniel lifted his head to kiss Jack lovingly. "They always say the gift is in the giving."

Jack frowned. "How exactly does that apply?"

"You're overdressed," Daniel avoided the question, not wanting to keep talking when they could be doing something more pleasurable.

Going with the flow, Jack grinned down at his lover. "So are you." In order to remedy that problem, Jack knelt up so that he and Daniel could both remove their t-shirts (luckily, the fire was going so they wouldn't get cold). Once they were both bare-chested, Jack lay down on top of Daniel again, not wanting to lose contact by losing the rest of the clothing yet.

"And the rest," Daniel prompted. When Jack just wiggled his eyebrows at him, Daniel took action. Soon the two of them were embroiled in a wrestling match as they tried to get each other naked. Laughter soon rang out, filling the house with sound for several minutes until they both fell off the couch.

"Well, that was fun," Jack dead-panned from his position on top of Daniel.

"And you're still not naked," Daniel pointed out; Jack's pants were down around his ankles.

"Close enough." He could do everything he wanted like this.

"That's not good enough."

And so another wrestling match began. Daniel managed to rid Jack of the last piece of clothing while attempting to get on top of the older man. Jack, meanwhile, was doing his best to keep Daniel on the floor, wanting to 'top' his lover again.

Daniel used his legs to try and keep Jack off him, all the time grinning like mad. After Sha're had been kidnapped and consequently died, Daniel had missed playful sex very much. Any of the encounters he'd had on Earth had held little meaning to him; they were just a means to release the tension in his body. And then he had got together with Jack. Suddenly, sex had been fun again and Daniel enjoyed every minute of it.

After another minute of wrestling, Jack managed to unwind Daniel's legs from his waist and used them to flip his lover onto his stomach. Daniel refused to stop moving so Jack lay down on top of him, his erection nestled comfortably in the crack between the two firm buttocks.

"While you're there..." Daniel suggested, his hand reaching up to find the lube that was hidden under the cushion near the couch's arm rest. Fortunately, it was within reach and after he retrieved it, Daniel held it up for Jack. "Here."

Jack took the lube and coated several fingers with it. Then he shifted so that he was kneeling over Daniel's thighs and put a finger into the linguist's tight, welcoming hole.

Daniel pushed back, immediately wanting more. After a few seconds, he felt the slight burn of stretched muscles as Jack put a second finger inside. This part of sex didn't take too long anymore unless they were taking things slowly, so Daniel encouraged Jack - with words and actions - to hurry up and get to the main part.

To be contrary, Jack took his time, teasing the younger man. Instead of going to three fingers, Jack moved so that he could tongue Daniel's hole, eliciting gasps and imprecations from his partner. It was just as well that they were using flavoured lube, otherwise Jack would have had to do this first.

After a few minutes, Jack sat back and grinned, very pleased with himself. Daniel had been very vocal in his appreciation, and the younger man's hands were clenched into fists, evidence that he was fighting coming too soon. "Well, I think I'm just about done here," Jack started to say but didn't get any further as one of Daniel's hands quickly grabbed his.

"Oh no, you don't. You're not going anywhere," Daniel ordered firmly though his breathing was ragged. "You haven't made up for loading the iPod with opera yet."

"How long are you going to hold that over my head?" Jack questioned as he put his arms around Daniel's waist and pulled him into a kneeling position between his legs, turning so that they were both now facing the couch. "Comfortable?"

"Almost." Daniel shifted so that his legs were on the outside of Jack's; it was better for balance that way. "And I'm not holding anything over 'your head'. Not yet, anyway." The innuendo in his tone left no room for doubts as to what he meant.

Jack grinned and rubbed the head of his shaft over Daniel's sensitive hole, eliciting more demands from his lover. "Patience, Daniel, patience," he chided as he found the lube again and slicked himself up. "You were the one who wanted to play."

Daniel's succinct and rude reply in Abydonian slang made Jack chuckle (Skaara had taught him various phrases during visits so that he would know what his linguist was saying). Then he gripped Daniel's hip with one hand as he guided himself inside with the other.

"Ooohhh," Daniel breathed; he loved every inch of the slow glide. Once Jack was fully inside and had moved an arm across his waist, Daniel let one of his hands rest over his partner's while the other gripped the edge of the couch. This was one of his favourite positions as it allowed Jack to go deep inside him while maintaining almost full body contact. However, it wasn't the best for hard, fast thrusts unless they were sitting on the couch or the bed. "Jack... Up..."

"In a minute," Jack agreed, understanding what Daniel meant. For the moment, he wanted to do some more teasing. Jack moved his hips slowly, making tiny thrusts into the welcoming warmth of Daniel's body. "No touching yourself, by the way."

Daniel grunted, not happy with that order but obeying it by putting his free hand on Jack's hip. "That's not very Christmas-y, Jack."

"The gift is in the giving," Jack echoed the younger man's words from earlier. "My gift is going to be making you come without you touching yourself, which means I am going to give you the ride of your life."

"Well, when you put it that way..." Daniel acquiesced, resting his head back on Jack's shoulder. He closed his eyes so that he could focus on the sensation of Jack moving infinitesimally inside him, which was creating pleasant tingles throughout his body. Soon, however, he became impatient. Daniel started lifting himself up a little so that he could slide back down Jack's length and create more delicious friction.

"Uh-uh," Jack admonished softly, gripping Daniel's waist tightly and holding him in place. "I'm driving."

"But it's supposed to be my gift," Daniel pointed out, trying to resist the urge to fight against the hold. "And I want faster."

"What, you don't like this?" Jack pretended to be hurt. He knew what Daniel meant though; it was taking all of his patience to create this slow burn when really he wanted to go fast and hard.

"This is very good but it's not exactly what I'm in the mood for," Daniel replied, turning his head to give his lover a deep kiss. When they drew apart, Daniel continued, "So can we speed this ride up please?"

"Certainly." Jack leaned forward and placed one hand on the couch next to Daniel's to brace himself. The other arm remained around Daniel's waist for leverage.

As Jack started thrusting hard, Daniel had to put his other hand up on the couch for balance. Then he allowed himself to be carried away by the pleasure flooding through him.

No more lengthy instructions were given, just monosyllabic ones, or sometimes only grunts that Jack had to interpret. Minutes passed like that until both men were covered in sweat and Jack's thigh muscles were getting sore. Sensing that Daniel was close, he reached down to rub the younger man's perineum, knowing that it was a sensitive spot.

The extra stimulation made Daniel come with a shout. His muscles clenched tight around Jack's erection, making the older man stop for a few seconds until the spasms had ceased. Then Jack thrust a few more times and emptied himself into Daniel's body.

More seconds passed, this time with the only sounds being harsh breathing. Jack collapsed to sit side-on to the couch, bringing Daniel with him, still connected intimately. After a minute or so, Jack felt he could speak again. "So... you like my gift?"

Daniel chuckled as he rested back against Jack's chest, savouring the moments until the position became uncomfortable. "Oh yes. You can give me that gift anytime." He didn't need anything else except this.