Thrill Of The Chase 2

Ensnared

by Sistine

URL: http://www.area52hkh.net/ass/sistine/thrill02.php
Summary: Jack is being set-up but doesn't realise it - and Daniel prefers it that way

"Daniel?" Jack stood in the doorway to his linguists' office, hands in his pockets and eyes firmly fixed on the man in question. Something was bugging him about the whole scenario earlier and he had decided to talk to Daniel about it - without the linguist being aware of it, of course.

"Mmm?" Daniel didn't look up from where he was translating a text.

"What made you think of that question earlier?"

"What question?"

"About the Stargate."

"Well, it's obvious, isn't it?" Daniel scribbled down nonsense, making it seem to Jack as if he was too preoccupied to listen properly. He had wondered how long it would take Jack to realise that something hadn't been right earlier.

"Ah-ha! So you do remember it!" Jack accused, pointing a finger at Daniel. He knew it!

Daniel scrunched up his nose and looked up at Jack, confusion evident on his face. "Remember what?"

"Don't play dumb with me, Daniel. You know exactly what I'm talking about." Jack stalked into the room and stood opposite his linguist.

"No, I don't." Actually, he knew perfectly well but where was the fun in admitting that?

"Yes, you do."

"No, I don't.

"Yes, you do."

"No, I don't."

"Yes, you do."

Daniel sighed, hiding a grin. "Jack, I really have no idea what you're going on about."

Jack carefully observed Daniel's face, trying to ascertain whether his linguist was telling the truth. Finally he decided that Daniel just wasn't that good a liar and therefore, he really didn't remember. "You're sure?"

"Absolutely." Daniel made a show of rubbing his forehead as if he had a headache, and was gratified by the speed with which Jack came to stand behind him. He closed his eyes as he felt cool hands start massaging his forehead. "Thanks."

"No problem."

Daniel allowed himself a small smile that Jack wouldn't be able to see, enjoying the feel of those fingers touching his skin. He really wanted them touching other parts of him but he knew he would have to work up to that. As far as he knew, Jack hadn't had any experience with guys and could conceivably freak out when things got more involved, so it was up to Daniel to make sure that Jack didn't have time to think about anything until after they had actually done it. And, of course, make sure Jack thought it was all his idea.

Jack swallowed hard as Daniel leaned back into the massage, the top of the younger man's head resting against the colonel's stomach. He could see a faint smile on Daniel's face and wondered just what was the cause of it. "Better?"

"Much." Daniel tried to control his breathing as the fingers started caressing rather than massaging. It wouldn't do for Jack to think he was easy. "I don't suppose you do shoulders as well?" He rolled his shoulders as if they needed stretching then moved his head forward.

"Any more, and I'll have to send you a bill," Jack stated as his fingers moved down to massage the muscles between Daniel's shoulder blades. He was enjoying being 'hands on', especially now that he could let his feelings show a bit more - although not too much whilst they were on the base.

Secure in the knowledge that Jack couldn't see his face, Daniel closed his eyes and smiled. Step one achieved, now onto step two. "So, what's on tonight?"

"I don't know. I thought maybe dinner and a movie?"

"Oh." Daniel packed a lot into that one word, letting Jack know how disappointed he was, and that since this would be their first date, Jack should at least make an effort to make things more interesting. After all, Daniel was planning to.

"What?" Jack couldn't work out what was wrong but he knew that he had disappointed Daniel somehow. "Shouldn't we do that?"

"No, that's fine. If that's what you want to do."

Jack suddenly realised why Daniel was disappointed. "Actually, it's not. I'll think of something else." Something special that would show Daniel just how much the linguist meant to him.

"I'll bring desert." Himself, in other words. Daniel straightened up, knowing that if he let Jack massage him for too much longer, things would start heating up - not a good thing on a military base. "7 o'clock okay with you?"

"Sounds great." Jack surreptitiously glanced at the clock on the wall. He had three hours to plan their first date - which would hopefully be memorable for all the right reasons. Should he cook or should he take Daniel out for a meal? Definitely the former, he decided, as they would then be able to do all the normal things couples did on a date without fear of being caught by anyone they knew. So, three hours to plan and to cook. No problem... he hoped. "I'd better get back to work then."

"Okay." Daniel smiled at Jack and watched his friend leave, happy that Jack didn't seem to be suspicious anymore. Step two - a romantic dinner with the man of his dreams - was hopefully accomplished, and step three - the subtle seduction - would commence at exactly 7 o'clock sharp.

***

A few nerves had crept in by the time Daniel rang Jack's doorbell. He was wearing the tightest jeans he owned - dark blue - plus a sky-blue shirt with the top two buttons undone. Casual but sexy, Daniel hoped. When the door opened and Jack just stared at him, Daniel figured that it had worked. "Hi," he stated. "Can I come in?" He made sure there was enough nervousness in his voice to make Jack think he was really nervous about this.

"Sure." Jack pulled himself together and stepped back, allowing Daniel to walk into the house. If it wasn't such a bad look on him, Jack's tongue would have been hanging out in response to Daniel's appearance. Since when did Daniel wear clothes that fit? Not only fit, but accentuate every inch of the lean, firm body. How was he supposed to keep his hands to himself now!! "Dinner's almost ready." Jack kept his eyes looking upwards, resisting the temptation to watch Daniel's 'six'. He had a responsibility to take things slow tonight as he couldn't imagine Daniel being experienced in this area. For confirmation, all he had to do was look at Daniel's nervous self-hugging, which the linguist was currently engaged in.

"It smells good," Daniel said, sniffing the air. "Chicken?"

"Fish, actually." Jack smiled at their little in-joke. "You want to get the wine ready?" He gestured towards where a bottle of wine sat in an silver bucket in the dining room.

"Okay." Daniel hid his excitement as he walked into the room. Jack had put candles in the middle of the table, and the best silverware on the table. It was obvious that Jack had planned a romantic dinner and Daniel was pleased with the idea. And the wine - his favourite brand of white. Oh, this was going to be good. "This looks nice."

"Thanks." Jack went through to the kitchen and started serving the meal onto the plates. Then he brought the two plates full of steaming food back into the dining room and placed them on the table. Then he took the now-opened bottle of wine and poured some into the glasses.

Daniel took a seat and looked at the dinner. Steamed fish with a white sauce, and a variety of vegetables, all of which were Daniel's favourites. Jack had definitely outdone himself, and Daniel would lay money on it being part of the older man's seduction plan. Well, he couldn't spoil that, could he?

The conversation was light-hearted, and both men were relaxed by the end of it, any nervousness they'd had diluted by the wine. When dinner was finished, Jack ushered Daniel through to the darkened living room - lit only by a softly-glowing lamp - and encouraged him to sit down on the couch. Then he went back for the coffee. In Jack's mind, everything was going to plan so far. He could see that Daniel was more relaxed so Jack decided it was time to step the romance up a little.

Daniel accepted the coffee gratefully and leaned forward to sip at it. This allowed Jack to slide his arm behind Daniel so that his hand rested on the young man's hip. Smiling nervously at him, his skin burning at the touch, Daniel said, "Jack?"

"Just getting comfortable," Jack replied. "Is this okay?" He didn't want to push Daniel too fast.

"It's fine." Most definitely fine. Daniel shifted slightly into Jack's one-armed embrace but didn't lean back into it; he had to make Jack work for this. "So, should we talk about... you know."

"Why?" The less talking I have to do, the better, Jack thought.

"Because this is going to be a big change for both of us, if we... take it any further," Daniel replied, staring into his coffee.

Jack sighed; only for Daniel would he talk about this. "I've... had feelings about you for a while now so I've had a lot of time to think about all the risks, and I'm prepared to take them." There, Daniel should understand that.

"Feelings?" Daniel inquired, hoping that he sounded uncertain.

Jack stood abruptly and went to make sure all the curtains were closed, gathering his courage to say the words, knowing that Daniel needed to hear them. Then he came back to stand in front of his linguist. Deciding that position was no good, he then sat down beside Daniel again. Taking Daniel's hand in his, Jack stated, "I'm in love with you."

Daniel's heart swelled with those words and his mouth went dry. "Likewise," he managed to say. "I-I mean, I love you too, Jack." He had waited so long to say those words.

"Sweet." Jack took the coffee cup out of Daniel's other hand and put it on the table. Then he put a finger under the young man's chin and lifted the gorgeous face up so that he could see the clear blue eyes. He could see the nerves in Daniel's eyes and smiled gently. "It's okay," he assured him.

"I know." Everything would be okay now. Daniel closed his eyes in anticipation as Jack moved forward. Then he felt firm lips touching his and sparks of desire raced through him. He put his hand behind Jack's head, holding the older man to him, and he opened his lips in invitation. This was even better than his fantasies, and he couldn't believe he was finally here kissing Jack!

Jack groaned as Daniel moved forward so that their chests were touching. This was fantastic! It was better than fantastic - how long had it been since he'd felt such desire? He was hard, so hard it was starting to be painful, and that was only from kissing Daniel. Of course, he had been subliminating his desires for a while now, so there was a lot of pent-up passion that needed to be released... if Daniel wanted to go further. Reluctantly, Jack pulled back from the kiss "Daniel?"

"Yes?" Daniel responded, panting heavily. He could see the desire in Jack's eyes and knew exactly what he was about to be asked.

"Do you - do you want to take this to the bedroom?"

Yes, yes, yes! Daniel shouted in his mind. However, to Jack he said, "No."

"What?" Jack had felt certain that Daniel wanted this too.

"Can we do it right here, um, over there?" Daniel continued, pointing to the rug. Although the fire wasn't lit, the rug in front of it was still comfortable, and he wanted something different for their first night together.

Jack considered that for a moment although the decision wasn't really all that hard to make. "Works for me." He stood up, drawing Daniel up with him, and then led his soon-to-be lover the few steps over to the rug. "This will work much better in winter, you know."

"I know." They could do it again - many times - during that season... and every other season if the mood took them. Daniel smiled as he helped divest Jack of his cream shirt, then he ran his fingers lightly over his love's chest. The short wiry chest hair - that was starting to turn grey - tickled his fingers. "This is strange... but right," he commented. "Do you know what I mean?"

"I know exactly what you mean," Jack replied. While Daniel's fingers were busy, Jack quickly undid his linguist's shirt buttons and indulged in some chest touching of his own. "This also reminds me of my teenage years," he said with a grin. Although the sex had generally been quick, it had also been a time for exploration, of learning what someone else's body felt like.

"I don't want to know," Daniel stated, returning the grin. He understood completely. It was just that he had wanted this for so long that he needed to savour everything regardless of how sappy it might seem.

"What, you didn't do this when you were a teenager?" Jack asked as he rid Daniel completely of his shirt and then fiddled with the belt buckle.

"I refuse to answer that on the grounds I may incriminate myself," Daniel replied playfully. He had experimented when he was a teenager - after all, he had been in college by the age of 16 - but he wasn't about to tell Jack that. Better to let Jack think that he was relatively inexperienced in these matters.

Jack's hands paused in their mission while he thought about how to take that statement. Deciding that he could probe for more information at a later date on Daniel's apparently sex-free teenage years, Jack resumed his task. He managed to undo the belt, then the button and zip on Daniel's trousers, and soon the younger man was standing in front of Jack dressed only in his briefs. Nice, he thought as he looked at the cloth-covered groin.

Ducking his head so that Jack couldn't see that he wasn't blushing, Daniel busied himself with Jack's trousers. His fingers were trembling slightly, so he was proud of himself when he managed to get the button and zip undone. Jack pushed the material down and Daniel just stood there, drinking in the sight. The older man had gone commando so Daniel could see just how aroused Jack was, and the sight turned him on. Well, that and the lean, muscled chest, and... Daniel forcibly brought his eyes up to Jack's before he spontaneously combusted.

Looking into those beautiful blue eyes, Jack slowly leaned forward and kissed Daniel again. Then he wrapped his arms around the younger man and gently lowered him to the floor. Stretching out alongside Daniel, Jack removed the linguist's glasses and put them carefully aside. Then he rested his hand on Daniel's smooth chest. "We don't have to do anything you don't want to do."

Daniel smiled. "I want to do everything."

***

Sometime later, Daniel was propped up on one elbow watching Jack sleep. The older man's face was more relaxed than Daniel had seen it in quite a while, and he gently ran the back of a finger over one cheek, feeling the stubble scratch him. His wish had become reality - he finally had Jack as his lover. He felt no guilt at his actions, just a feeling of accomplishment. Who knew how long it would have taken Jack to get to this stage if he hadn't pushed a little bit?

Content, Daniel lay down and snuggled into Jack's chest, pleased to have his love here with him.

Jack was woken by the movement and opened his eyes to see Daniel settle on his chest. He smiled lazily; they had made love in several different ways and Jack was feeling very pleased with himself. Wrapping his arm around Daniel's back, the older man thanked whichever deity it was who had let the linguist touch something back on that planet. If Daniel hadn't done that, then their feelings would never have been revealed to each other and they wouldn't be here now - although Jack would be having a talk with Daniel about touching things on other planets without permission. But that could wait for another time. Right now, his arms were full with the young archaeologist and he was going to savour that. Their lives would be busy and unpredictable, and who knew when he would next get the chance to do this. He decided he would make time so that he could make sure Daniel knew just how much he was loved and just what Jack would do to keep him happy.

He sighed; he was well and truly ensnared by love. But he wouldn't have it any other way. He was just glad that he had caught Daniel. Or maybe...

Jack's last thought as he drifted back to sleep was that maybe, just maybe, the catching had been mutual...