Seduction Reduction

(Disclaimer: Story for fun, not profit, I do hereby acknowledge that SG-1 and associated characters are the property of MGM)

I didn't even make it through the kitchen. My first reaction at the candle-lamps and roses on the table was to sniffle and make romantic noises. My body's response was to see this as another excuse to get it on! I turned around into a wall of muscular Archaeologist.

"I...love you, Daniel..." Was my voice that low? A voice in the back of my mind wondered if I didn't sound like a predator. I affirmed its concerns by pouncing Jackson into a wall with a kiss.

His tongue danced in my mouth, sliding over mine, around, under, across the roof of my mouth- but he still wouldn't have any distractions.

We sat down to veggies and dip, eagerly played with in pink lips and licked free of dip by exhibitionist tongues. Chocolate and ice cream for dessert still went too cleanly for my liking, but at least he wasn't trying to leave me stuffed! I studied him as he sucked on a cherry cordial. He leaned across and shared what remained of the liqeur with me, overpowering a vanilla cream with cherry, chocolate, and brandy. Long fingers trailed my jawline, reaching and gently raking into my now-damp hair. He probed my mouth further with his tongue, working it in and out, slowly, rhythmically. Just the soft moans reverberating in his throat sent sweet shivers from spine to sex.

We got up from the table, and thankfully, he was just as brisk about dishes as the showers. I didn't want romancing and cuddling, I wanted to get down and dirty, and I wanted it then!

I practically dragged him to the bedroom, not realizing we'd left our towels at the table. Had we really just done dishes in the nude? He grinned and took my hands.

"Just... stand right here." He moved me next to the bed before dropping to his knees. I raised a brow.

"Daniel, what in God's name are yo--oh!" I shuddered as something soft and wet swiped around my already swollen lips, parting the flesh and dipping in to suck firmly on my clit. He gripped my wrists hard for a moment before releasing them, cupping my ass in his hands instead.

I ran my fingers through his hair as he licked me to a firm nub still buried in flesh. He looked up, smiling at my wide eyes, gaping mouth, biting lips... and dipped his head back down between my legs again, this time sending me back onto the bed as his tongue stiffened up and shoved into my pussy. I let out a cry of surprise, he, expecting me to fall back, caught my legs up easily and resumed fucking me with the little miracle in his mouth.

I couldn't speak to think- or was that think to speak? Lips closed around my clit again, teeth grazed the sensitive nub, he let my legs down and slid two fingers inside me, beckoning an orgasm as he kissed a line from my stomach to my breasts, to the small of my neck, and finally, my mouth.

"You taste sweet," his eyes twinkled. I agreed, and he kissed me deeper, fingers beckoning faster, his hips grinding a telltale arousal against me with increasing abandon.

"Please Daniel," I whispered. I knew what he wanted, but he wasn't giving it easy tonight. My hips bucked with the first wave of orgasm, I could feel his fingers, slick with my juices, sliding more vigorously in and out, beckoning still, hitting the G-spot hard enough-

"Please! Damnit, Daniel!" I moeaned helplessly as he stopped, pulling his fingers out of me and holding them in front of my lips. I licked up every drop, eyes pleading. I swore inwardly if he drew tears I would torment him...

He moved off me enough to take my hands up over my head and roll me onto my stomach. He lifted my hips enough to enter however he chose, I tensed up under him. I never did like anal. Large hands roamed my ass, my back, my breasts, shoulders...

And finally, he pushed my ass up another inch or so before parting my pussy open with his cock, and sliding in easily from behind. Slowly he pulled out, and entered again, moaning softly. I could 'see' him closing his eyes, or batting them open up at the ceiling as he built up rhythm.

Suddenly, he slammed hard into me, snapping me to attention. I gasped in shock, letting out a small huff. Long fingers wrapped around my shoulder, and pulled me uncomfortably back for a moment.

"Was this what you wanted?" His voice dropped to a gravelly whisper.

I whimpered yes. He pushed me back into the pillow and took my hips in his hands, gripping firmly as he pulled out and pounded back in. Once. Twice. Three times. I groaned as his size rapidly filled me, worrying that something might break, worrying about pain. I tensed up when he slid out of me. Something heavy pushed my hips back to the bed, and I was pulled over onto my side. Behind me, Daniel sidled up, cradling me in his arms, nudging my legs apart with his own, and once again entering me.

Softly. Gently.

"Too... fucking... bad." He chuckled and nipped my earlobes, wrapping his hands around mine, letting me lean back on his chest as he made love to me. No fucking today. No pain, no begging for release.

"Hey! This is just another way to deny me! You-" He released one of my hands to tilt my chin back towards him.

"Oh no! You still got it your way! I'm just going to ah, make you have it mine," he grinned as he covered my mouth with a kiss before I could reply.