I've Been Thinking... 4

Thinking Is Overrated

by Sistine

URL: http://www.area52hkh.net/ass/sistine/thinking04.php
Summary: The boys decide on a little more action

"I'm not taking off my shirt as soon as I get in the house!" Daniel exclaimed.

"Why not?" Jack thought that was a perfectly reasonable request.

Daniel made his way into the living room and lay down on the couch, making sure there was no room for Jack unless he lay down on top of him. "Would you reciprocate?" he asked, smiling in what he hoped was a seductive manner.

Jack hesitated; normally he would say 'no' but the way Daniel was smiling... "Maybe." He went over to stand next to the couch and looked down at the younger man. "Do you have any idea how edible you look lying there?"

"Actually, I do," Daniel replied, stretching languorously. "Teal'c told me so the other day."

"Teal'c what!" Jack started to yell before he realised Daniel was having him on. At least he hoped Daniel was kidding. "Very funny."

"I thought so." Daniel smiled up at Jack. "Aren't you going to join me?"

"I'm still wondering why the sudden turnaround," Jack admitted, going over to the safety of the chair opposite. He wanted to know what was going through Daniel's mind first. "The other night you were almost blushing when you took your shirt off. Not that it wasn't cute, mind you, but I wasn't expecting you to be ready this quickly."

"Cute?"

Jack simply grinned.

Daniel turned onto his side to face Jack, his head pillowed by the armrest. "I'm not cute," he denied, annoyed by the idea. He had been trying for 'sexy' but obviously that hadn't worked.

"Oh, but you are. Ask pretty much anyone." Jack had frequently exercised self-control over his jealousy when it came to everyone else eyeing his linguist.

Daniel stared at Jack with scepticism. "Cute? You can't come up with anything better than that?"

"Oh yeah, but I figure you're not ready to hear it."

"Tell me."

"You won't believe me," Jack warned.

"Let me decide that," Daniel stated. "Tell me."

"Okay, you asked for it. Mind-blowingly gorgeous. Drop-dead sexy. Eyes as blue as the ocean." Jack stopped and grinned at Daniel, who was blushing. "And they're just the clichés. Shall I continue?"

"No," Daniel mumbled, looking at the floor. He couldn't believe Jack had thought that about him for ages without giving away anything about how he felt.

"You leave Carter for dead, you know," Jack continued. "Not only are you good-looking, but you have an energy inside you that elevates that to something people can't drag their eyes away from." Most especially himself.

"I said 'stop'." Daniel found it hard to believe that was how Jack saw him.

"You're blushing again," Jack pointed out.

Daniel ducked his head, wishing he still had long hair so that he could hide his face completely. "Am not."

"Are too."

"Do you think it's polite to point it out?"

"Probably not but when has that ever stopped me?"

Daniel chuckled. "Good point." He lifted his eyes to Jack again, looking over the top of his glasses. "If you find me sexy, why are you still over there?"

Jack's grin widened but didn't answer the question. "I take it you've done a lot of thinking in the past few days about this." He gestured between the two of them.

"I've decided that thinking is overrated," Daniel said. Thinking just got him nervous when he just wanted to be doing.

"Welcome to my world." Jack stood up and went over to the couch. Daniel rolled onto his back and allowed Jack to settle on top of him. "So, no thinking tonight?"

"None," Daniel promised. Jack's weight felt so good, not in the least bit threatening. He parted his legs a little and let Jack settle between them. "Hi." Their faces were only inches apart.

"Hi," Jack replied. He could feel all the hard planes of Daniel's body beneath him - including the one at groin height - and he liked it. "You realise we're probably jumping over a few stages here? You know, going from a bit of touching to full body contact."

"So?" If he craned his neck just a little, he would be able to reach Jack...

"I'm just saying--" Jack was cut off by Daniel's lips locking onto his. Oh yeah, he definitely loved this new unshy Daniel. He moved one of his hands to cup the back of Daniel's head, helping to support it so that the younger man wouldn't get a sore neck. How had he ever survived without Daniel's kisses before? It was sweet and intoxicating at the same time, innocent yet filled with desire. Or that was quite possibly Jack's imagination but he preferred to believe it wasn't.

Daniel broke off the kiss to laugh, and his head flopped back onto the armrest.

"What?" Jack wanted to know. Surely his kissing wasn't that bad?

"Maybe you should have promised not to think too," Daniel said, smiling up at his soon-to-be lover.

Jack grinned; they were definitely connected somehow. "Busted." He cupped Daniel's face with his non-supporting hand and rubbed his thumb over the kiss-swollen lips. "I was a fool not to ask you out earlier," he said reflectively. "We could have been doing this for years."

Daniel's smile faded. "Not while Sha're was alive. I would have said no if you had asked me back then." He had never been one to cheat on his lovers, and Sha're's absence had made no difference to him.

"I know." Jack continued with the rubbing. "That's why I never put you in that position. That, and I hadn't realised at that stage just how much I loved you."

"You - you love me?" Daniel echoed, stunned. It was the first time either of them had said the words.

"Of course I do," Jack promised softly, planting a brief kiss on Daniel's lips. "If I was after just sex, I wouldn't have been so patient."

"This is patient?" Daniel teased, recovering slightly from Jack's declaration.

"I believe the appropriate response to 'I love you' is 'I love you too," Jack prompted, feeling a little nervous at having put his feelings on the line.

"Well, let me think about it for a bit..." Daniel trailed off, seeing into Jack's heart through his nervous eyes. This was something that he shouldn't joke about. "I love you too, Jack," he said sincerely. Part of his thinking over the past few days had included whether he was in love with Jack, and he had most definitely decided that he did. There had been no question about it really; Jack was simply his other half. They complemented each other both professionally and personally. "That's why I didn't want to wait tonight."

"You wanted me to ravish you?"

"Yes."

Jack grinned, overjoyed that Daniel loved him too. "I can do that." He thought back to Daniel's appearance when he had arrived, dressed in clothes that he thought would be sexy. "By the way, Daniel - you're sexy in whatever you wear."

"Even the checked shirts?"

"Even them," Jack admitted. "No-one can quite pull of checked like you can." That was part of the reason he'd known he was in love with Daniel - if he liked the linguist in those awful checked shirts, then he knew he was a goner.

"Thanks. I think." Daniel reached up and threaded his fingers through Jack's silver hair. "You really think I'm sexy?"

"I do. Partly because you are, and partly because you don't realise that you are." Oblivious was the word Jack would use to describe Daniel's attention to his own attractiveness.

Daniel let that comment slide; Jack was obviously extremely biased. He focused on his fingers sliding through Jack's hair and he realised he enjoyed it. He'd never had a lover with such short hair before and he found the difference intriguing. "Your hair feels silky," he commented, aware after the words were out of his mouth that it wasn't exactly the thing one man should say to another.

Jack just smiled in amusement. "Not as good as yours," he replied, moving his hand into Daniel's short hair. "I liked it better when it was longer though."

"How do you know?" Daniel queried. When had Jack done this to him?

"Does Spacemonkey ring a bell?"

Oh. Daniel remembered that occasion well, and now that he thought about it, Jack's fingers had been in his hair during that hug. And that hug had made him feel loved - obviously not like this though - and valued. Jack had clearly been pleased that he had survived. "Did General Hammond say anything about your reaction?" Daniel had been too dazed by the whole thing to notice.

"Not a word. I think he put it down to overwhelming relief," Jack stated. After all, that was what he had put it down to, not suspecting it was anything else. He leaned down to kiss Daniel again - having the linguist so close was very much of a temptation. "Do you realise we've moved away from the doing and gone back to the talking?"

"A little less conversation, a little more action?"

"Exactly."

Daniel couldn't say he disagreed with that sentiment. The hand that was in Jack's hair pulled the older man down to him for a kiss, while the other hand curled around Jack's waist. He felt Jack's weight shift slightly, and then fingers moving slowly down his chest. When Daniel surfaced for air, he looked down and realised that Jack had been undoing his shirt buttons. "Aren't you the clever one?" he commented, smiling up at Jack.

"Nah, just skilled. Plus, if I wait too long, I won't have enough brain cells left to co-ordinate getting you out of your clothes," Jack replied half-seriously. He hitched up so that he could reach the rest of the buttons, then promptly undid them all. Tugging the shirt free of Daniel's trousers, Jack pushed the shirt out of the way and skimmed his hand over his love's chest. He loved the feel of the silky smooth skin beneath his fingers, as well as the rapid rise and fall of said chest. Shifting onto his knees, he bent down and pressed a kiss onto the flat stomach.

"Jack--" Daniel breathed the name as a variety of sensations flooded through him. He couldn't believe that his best friend was doing this to him.

"You rang?" Jack sat up. His body was too old to bend that way for too long. The bed would definitely be more comfortable, and they wouldn't be in any danger of anyone seeing in. "Let's take this to the bedroom."

"Why?" Daniel questioned. He was comfortable where he was.

"Because I'm too old to make love on the couch," Jack stated, capturing Daniel's hand and kissing it at the same time; he figured that he gave Daniel something else to think about, he wouldn't argue. That, and he wanted their first time to be easy for them both.

"Oh." Daniel's palm tingled where Jack had kissed it - no-one had ever done that to him before. "Okay."

"Great." Jack pulled Daniel up from the couch, catching the younger man in an embrace once they were both standing. "You know, I have this great fantasy about our first time."

"I don't know that I want to hear it," Daniel commented dryly, looking at the expression on Jack's face.

"Hey, it can't be any worse than those pictures you were 'researching' the other day," Jack shot back. At Daniel's surprised look, he continued, "What? I'm not stupid, you know." He had simply put two and two together, and knew that Daniel would have investigated thoroughly.

"I know." Daniel ducked his head briefly in embarrassment; he should have known Jack would figure out what he had been doing. Then he lifted his head again. "Okay, tell me."

"Well..." Jack leaned in and whispered something in Daniel's ear that made the linguist's eyes widen. "What do you think?" he said in a normal voice.

"I think you have a vivid imagination," Daniel replied, his arousal growing. He wasn't quite ready for what Jack had suggested but it had definitely turned him on. "We can try that another time."

Jack sighed; the fantasy wouldn't be quite as good several months down the track. But since Daniel wasn't ready for that step, he would just have to wait. "Okay. Nice, easy, and mind-blowing first then." Leaving one arm around Daniel's waist, he led the younger man into the bedroom. Once there, he stripped Daniel of his shirt and then pushed him down onto the bed. "By the time I'm finished with you, you won't even know your name," Jack promised.

"What would be the point of that?" Daniel asked innocently. "Then I wouldn't know yours either, and I'd panic because I would be in bed with someone I didn't know." He moved slowly away from Jack.

"Smart alec," Jack complained, getting on his hands and knees and following Daniel up the bed, stalking his soon-to-be lover. Daniel had a big grin on his face; who knew he would be playful in bed? "You'll get yours."

"Promise?" Daniel stopped moving and allowed Jack to catch up to him. When Jack was within reach, he deftly undid the buttons on the older man's shirt and allowed his fingers to roam across the broad chest.

"Oh, I promise," Jack threatened playfully. He rid himself of his shirt and threw it onto the floor. Then he leaned over Daniel and started kissing his way down the smooth chest. Daniel's hands roamed over his shoulders and across his back, finally ending up in his hair as Jack neared his goal. He undid the button and zip, then lowered the trousers slightly to bare the boxer-covered erection. Leaning forward, he pressed a kiss to the erection, causing Daniel to jump in shock.

"Jack!" he exclaimed, having been unprepared for the sensation. None of his previous lovers had ever been adventurous enough to touch him there with anything but their fingers. At the time he hadn't worried about it, gaining enough pleasure from pleasuring them without needing the extra stimulation. Not that he needed it now or anything since he was already hard from the kisses and earlier touches.

"Like that?" Jack queried, not really expecting an answer; Daniel's reaction spoke for itself. He moved the boxers down to uncover the erection. "Impressive," he commented, assessing the size of it.

"Thanks. Jack, come back up here," Daniel requested, wanting some more kissing.

Jack obliged, laying to the side of Daniel and partially covering his body. Then he leaned in and captured Daniel's mouth in an urgent kiss. His hand rested over Daniel's heart, registering the quickened beat. Then his hand moved downwards to slide underneath the boxers, coming to rest around the hard erection. "What shall we do next?" he murmured as he started stroking up and down.

"Three guesses," Daniel replied. He moved his hand down to Jack's trousers and tried undoing them with little success. "How did you do that?" he complained.

"I had two hands," Jack stated, moving to give Daniel better access. Then he ended up giving Daniel a hand, and soon his trousers were lying on the floor with his shirt. Seeing that Daniel had more clothes on than him, Jack quickly stripped the trousers from the younger man. "Need any more help?"

"No, I'm right now, thanks." Daniel gestured for Jack to come back to him, which the older man complied with. Once they were settled again, Daniel slid his hand under Jack's boxers to touch his erection for the first time. His fingers wrapped around the shaft and he experimentally moved his hand up and down a few times. "Hmmm."

"What?" Jack was well aware that he wasn't the 'biggest' around but surely he was worth more than a 'hmmm'.

"It's different, that's all," Daniel replied, smiling up at Jack. "Unlike some people in this bed, I've never touched another man like this before."

Jack looked around him. "Other people? Where?" Daniel squeezed, forcing Jack to look back at him, gasping. "Don't do that!" he protested.

Daniel smiled innocently. "Do what?" He pushed Jack's boxers down so that he could see what he was doing. "Are you going to reciprocate?"

Getting a firm grip on Daniel's erection, Jack kissed his lover to shut him up. They were both still talking too much. For the next few minutes, the two of them masturbated each other silently, their lips still locked in the kiss.

When he was on the edge, Daniel pulled back and quickly got rid of his boxers. Then he pulled Jack's off him so that they were both naked. "Much better," he murmured, barely separating his lips from Jack's.

"Oh yeah." Jack rolled over onto his back and encouraged Daniel to lie on top of him. The younger man did so, trapping their erections between their bodies. Jack bent his legs either side of Daniel and pushed up, creating friction.

Daniel pushed back, enjoying the sensations coursing through his body. He hadn't realised how good making love could be between two men, despite all his research. And this was so much better than just thinking about it. All too soon, he felt that familiar tightening and called out to Jack as heat flooded between them.

Jack came soon after, his heat joining Daniel's pooling on his stomach. He enfolded Daniel in his arms, joining them together as they both came down from their high. "Hey," he said when he eventually regained the power of speech.

"Hey." Daniel snuggled into Jack's chest, basking in the afterglow. He hadn't felt this good in a very long time. He let his hand rest over Jack's heart, comforted by its fast yet steady rhythm.

"More action was definitely the way to go," Jack mused as he held Daniel. This was what he had fantasised about for ages - not specifically the sex but just being with Daniel like this. This was good.

"Definitely," Daniel agreed. He would have to remember that for next time. "Um, what's the etiquette for cleaning up afterwards?" he asked as he became aware of the stickiness on his stomach.

"Well, we could just lie here for a little bit longer or we could go and have round two in the shower straight away," Jack suggested.

"I don't think I can move," Daniel groaned. He lazily moved his hand up to Jack's cheek and drew him into a kiss. "Maybe a bit later."

Later suited Jack just fine. That would give him more time to savour this - and to think about how they would be doing this for the rest of their lives.

Next: So, What Do You Think?