Pudding

Title: The Real Deal
Author: Irana Potter-Snape
Rating: NC18
Pairing: Jack/Daniel
Disclaimer: Nope. The characters or places are not mine.
Feedback: Oh please.
Summary: The morning after the night before and things just keep getting better.
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A/N: Sequel I didn't expect to wrote to Pudding, but it just won't leave me alone. Written for The Seduction Challenge, since I couldn't very well issue a challenge and not write for it. 4944 words.

*~*~*

When I walked through Jack's door last night the one thing I never expected was to wake up in his bed this morning. But here I am, nearly naked in Jack's bed with him twined around me and what is no doubt his normal morning erection pressing into my thigh. I'm surprised I'm not already up making coffee, but then, I've never woken up with Jack wrapped around me before. As much as I love coffee, it can wait. I want to savor this for another minute or two, maybe another ten. Or at least until Jack wakes up when I have every intention of having him make the coffee.

When we're off world, Jack is normally up before the sun, regardless of who's on sentry duty. Even when I've spent the night here before on downtime – something that's been happening more and more often since I descended – he was still up with the dawn, coffee brewed and waiting for me when I awoke. Jack's always taken care of me, even when we weren't talking before I left with Oma Desala to join the ranks of the Ascended.

But last night… last night, he cooked for me. Seduced me. Not as smoothly as if he'd had practice – I'm a guy, after all – but just as effective. Wine, good food, coffee and chocolate. I think it was the pudding that did it. Okay, maybe not. It was the obvious effort he put into it despite not knowing if I'd be receptive or not. It was the courage it took for him to plan all that out, to lean across and kiss me without even the benefit of being drunk to fall back on or hide behind. It was just Jack being… Jack.

Now I'm watching the soft light of morning just before the sunlight hits showing the gentle rise and fall of his chest as he sleeps. He's beautiful like this – relaxed and content, – years of worry and responsibility falling off his face. I don't think I've ever seen him like this, like he doesn't have a care in the world. But again, I've never been in bed with him. Slept next to him for years in tents off world, but even then he was alert in his sleep, frown marring his face like he was listening for something. Never like this.

I think – no, I know - that I could get used to this, to waking up just like this. I want that; want him. We never got around to talking about this last night, kissing and touching on the couch. We'll have to before we take this any further. Jack's a virgin, at least with men, and I can't take his virginity without knowing he wants more than just that. I want more than just that. I want forever.

*~*~*

I know he's awake, and I know he's watching me but I don't let on. I wouldn't have survived ten years in the Special Forces if I didn't know when I was being watched. But this is Daniel, the one person I've always felt safe with. Yeah, I know, the big bad colonel feeling safe with the civilian. But Daniel's not like any civilian I've ever known. He's more soldier than geek these days, but he's still a geek. My geek, I hope. I mean, he's always been my geek, but not like he is now, how I want him to be.

I want him to be the geek I go to bed with, wake up with, and have coffee with. I want him in my space, in my house, in my heart, in my body and it scares the shit out of me. I don't think I ever felt this strongly for Sara. Maybe if I had we'd still be married, but then I couldn't have Daniel, and I want him. I need him, and isn't that a kicker? I need him and I want him more than anything else. More than the career I worked so hard for, more than the respect of my peers, more than I wanted to fly. If I'd met Danny before I joined the Air Force, I don't think I would have joined.

That, more than anything else, is what made me decide to take the risk I took last night, the risk I'm still taking because we haven't talked. But we will. He's too important to me.
I have to know this is as serious for him as it is for me. This is big. This is meaning of life stuff here and I don't think I'd survive if all he wanted was a fuck. But if that had been all he wanted, he wouldn't still be here right? Besides, this is Daniel. He's not built that way, he doesn't do casual. Which is good, because what I want isn't casual at all.

I'm in it for the long haul.

*~*~*

Okay. Now I need my coffee. Jack better wake up soon, or I'm going to wake him. Hmm, better not. If I wake him, coffee will be off for a while. And I need the bathroom. Maybe I can… I shift slightly, slowly working my way from under his arm. I'm almost there when the arm slides back in place and tightens around me.

"Going somewhere?" Jack mumbles at me. More clearly than somebody who was asleep should be able to articulate.

I shove him and accuse, "You're awake."

"And that's a crime now?"

"You let me think you were asleep," I bitch, not really as annoyed as I sound. I should have known he was awake. Special Ops training and all that.

"You wanted to watch me sleep," he says smugly, still not opening his eyes.

Dick. I did and we both know it. I shove at him again, managing to dislodge his arm this time. "Coffee," I growl.

He laughs and rolls naked out the bed, heading for the bathroom. "That's not the kitchen, Jack," I warn.

He turns to grin at me and says, "Unless you want to drink instant, you'll let me piss in peace." Then he steps inside the bathroom and shuts the door. I flop back down on the bed and grin. I think this just might work.

*~*~*

He's looking at the door when I open it, looking at me. God, I love him. The thought doesn't bother me as much as it used to. The first time I thought it I got so shitfaced afterward that I barely made it to the bathroom in time to puke the next morning. I look back, taking in the wide expanse of chest that I didn't really get a good look at last night.
Damn, Daniel is hot. Sexy. I want to keep him right where he is and never let him leave. If I'm lucky, he wants that too.

"Jack? Coffee," he demands and I grin.

"What do you think this is, Hotel Jack?" I fire right back as I head for the door. It's early, no one can see me I don't want to see me, and I have every intention of getting back in that bed with him once the coffee's done. Good thing it doesn't take long to brew. As much as I want to climb back in that bed without the boxers I'm currently wearing, I know better than to get between Daniel and his coffee.

I'm pulling down two mugs when I hear footsteps heading in my direction. "Want breakfast," I ask without even turning around.

"I could eat," he says and I turn to smile at him. His chest is still bare and I hope that means he's still only in his underwear. Not that it bothers me to be nearly naked in front of him; it's just that I want to get a good look. Who wouldn't? Daniel has more than half the base drooling over his ass, including me, but unlike everybody else, I want more than that.

I turn to pull eggs and bacon out the fridge and pull the bread off the top of it. It's quiet in the kitchen, both of us lost in our own thoughts as I pour the coffee and hand him a mug before I start cooking. Breakfast doesn't take long either and soon I'm dishing it up. I know we have to talk, but I want to wait until after we've eaten.

*~*~*

Breakfast is over and Jack looks like he's trying to find a way to start this conversation, but I know what I want to know.

"How long?" I ask, and I'm grateful he doesn't pretend to not know what I'm asking.

"Since before you left with Oma Desala," he says quietly. I'm floored. I was convinced he hated me then. Well perhaps not hate, but extreme dislike with protecting me more as a habit than anything else. I'm about to say something but he's not done.

"I didn't know, Daniel. I didn't know what I was feeling, and then when I did… I didn't know how to handle it, couldn't accept it and then you were gone and I was out of time."

I blink in surprise. Oooookay, I didn't expect that. "Jack, is that why... I mean, before..."

He nods and cuts me off before I can say it. "I was so fucking confused. Fantasizing about a man, about you, my best friend, that way. Damn it, Daniel, I'm almost fifty years old. I've been straight my whole life and I'm a colonel in the Air Force, that's not something we get, something we do." He rakes his hand through his hair, causing it to stand up in spikes. Even upset and disheveled he's sexy.

He clears his throat and I think I have an idea what's coming. A spark of mischief makes me want to watch him stumble through asking, but this is too important.

"Since I got back," I answer the question I know he wants to ask. "Maybe before. I remember – before I left – you hurt me," I tell him, glad there's no censure in my voice. He did hurt me, but it's over, and he's trying to make it right.

"I'm sorry," he says quietly. "I just…"

" … didn't know what to do," I finish for him with a smile. "I know the feeling."

"Now what?" he wonders quietly, and I'm not sure if I'm meant to hear it.

"I do, you know," I confess, because I think he needs to hear it before he says it. He's already been so brave about all of this, stepping into the unknown this way. It's my turn. "Love you I mean."

*~*~*

My jaw drops. Danny just told me he loves me, out of the blue. I close my mouth and shake my head wondering how I got so lucky. He loves me. Finally I realise I ought to say something, and I'm all set to tell him I love him too, but that's not what comes out of my mouth.

"Good. I'm not the kind of guy who gives it up for someone who doesn't."

Shit.

I've pretty much just told him I want him to fuck me. I do. So damn bad.

It scares the hell out of me how much I want that, want things I've never done and only seen in the gay porn I rented. Hey, Danny's not the only one who can do research. Gotta admit, there are some things I saw that just aren't gonna happen. No way is a fist going to be anywhere near the inside of my ass. Got a book too, and bought some stuff for us to use just in case we get there, but I'm glad we didn't last night. I'd never have been able to relax enough. I want it, but I don't know how to do it. Research is good and all that, but it isn't practical, it isn't first hand knowledge.

I finally look up and see the shit shocked look on his face, and I can't help but grin. "What? You thought I hadn't thought about it?"

He still doesn't answer, so I go on, wondering if he's thought about the things I have, wondering if it makes him as hard as it does me to imagine it. Hell, I'm hard sitting here and he hasn't even touched me.

"Thought about touching you, sucking your dick. Thought about what it might be like if you sucked mine. Thought about being naked with you in my bed."

He's squirming in his seat. Guess that means it makes him hot too. Time for the kill shot. "Wondering what it's gonna take to get you back into my bed, naked, so we can get to the main event."

*~*~*

Fuck! I'm going to come before I even get my hands on him, the fucking bastard. He knows exactly what he's going to me. I thought I was going to fall off the chair when he said he was planning to give it up. I mean… this is Jack! He doesn't do vulnerable… but that's not strictly true is it? He was damned vulnerable last night, this morning, now.

Just the idea of him sucking my cock has given me harder orgasms than I ever had with anyone I actually had sex with. Now here he is talking about wanting to do just that. To be naked in bed with me. Touching me. I'm so hard if I try to walk I'll look like an old-fashioned cowboy carton, all bowed legs and sway. Does he have any idea how much I want him, the things I want to do to him, with him?

I don't think so, but he's about to find out.

"Jack?"

"Daniel."

"I think we should go back to bed now."

I see the fear flash across his face, but it's chased away by overwhelming desire that leaves me weak. God, the things he does to me without even knowing. He doesn't answer me, just stands up and heads for the bedroom, and I'm not ashamed to say I'm right behind him, looking at that gorgeous spare ass I'm hoping to be buried in. Soon. Probably not today, but God, I hope it's soon.

*~*~*

I don't know what Daniel has planned, but I know what I want. I've wanted it too long not to recognize it now. Even bought the supplies for it, though I kinda hope we won't use them all. Don't get me wrong; it's not that I want to be unsafe, just… I want to feel him, really feel him, even if it's only this one time. He's clean, I'm clean, Fraiser and her needles and tests see to that more often than I want to think about.

And how the hell did we get in the bedroom already? Oh yeah. I walked really fast. Okay, so I jogged. Almost. Something. It doesn't matter, we're here now and Daniel is giving me this look. Damn, he's sexy.

"Danny?" I say, and I don't recognize my voice.

"Yes, Jack?" Shit, he sounds good, voice all low and husky.

"Some more of that kissing thing would be good right about now. You know, before I turn tail and run for the hills."

Yeah. I'm nervous. Who wouldn't be? I want my best friend to stick his dick up my ass. I know what's supposed to happen, but I don't know. Not like he does. Damn right I'm nervous. Daniel looks like he's going to eat me… very slowly, like a kid with an ice cream cone who doesn't want it to finish. My dick evidently likes that idea, because it's damn near saluting.

I don't even realize he's moved until he's kissing me. Devouring me. Fuck. His lips are so soft, and that tongue… can't wait to feel it a little further south. I'm making this sound I can't describe, and he pulls back.

"Jack?" he questions softly. He wants to know if I'm all right.

"Yeah," I tell him. I'm better than all right. Scared shitless over how fucking huge this is, but I want it. I pull him into me, wrap my arms around his waist, and this time, I initiate the kiss. I could do this forever, he tastes that good. I should have known that a tongue that good with words would have no problem twisting me inside out when put to other uses. This is better than last night, but I want more. Much more.

*~*~*

I was worried for a minute there; worried I'd gone too far too fast. The things Jack can do with his tongue should be illegal, and it hits me that nothing I imagined about being with Jack is right. Not even close. It's so much better. He's making these hot little noises I can't categorize because there's just too much emotion in them.

I wanted this to be slow and sweet, but I don't think it will be. The way Jack sounds, the way he tastes it's going to end up hot and fast. I've never been with anybody this damn responsive, it's like he was made for me to touch, to love. He feels so good against me like this; cock to cock, chest to chest, hands on my ass.

Jack has his hands on my ass. When the hell did… oh that's goooooood. Right. No more thinking here. Focus Jackson. You have a hot, horny, writhing and needy Colonel in your arms. Why the hell are you thinking so much?

Decision made, I stop thinking and half pull, half drag Jack to the bed before I tumble him down onto the bed and fasten my mouth on his neck.

*~*~*

He's definitely trying to kill me, but what a way to go. Never thought I'd like being pinned to a bed by a man, but then, Danny isn't just any man. He's the only man I've ever trusted this much before in my life.

Nothing - ever - has felt this good in my life. Yeah, i've had my body explored before; soft hands sliding over my skin, wrapping around my cock, but this is Daniel. The hands that fondle and stroke artifacts into giving up their secrets are discovering places on my body I never knew would affect me this way.

I'm hot, so hot for him, and I know I'm making noises and begging in a way that will probably be embarrassing later, but I can't help myself. His mouth on my skin is incredible and it's the best thing I've ever felt.

My breath hitches, and then I stop breathing all together as his wet mouth closes over my dick. Strike that. This is the best thing ever and damn did I say that out loud? I must have because he's laughing around my dick and Jesus; I'm going to come.

*~*~*

Jack's close, I can feel it. His balls just tightened in my hand and his cock got harder. He's incredible, so responsive, so open to feeling everything I'm doing and I want to be inside him so badly I can already feel him wrapped around my cock.

He's coming; hot salty spurts into my mouth and I can feel my fingers digging into his hips. Thick, almost too thick, and Jack has got to eat more fruit if he wants me to do this on a nightly basis. Who am I kidding? He tastes incredible. I'll do this as often as he wants. Just the feel of him coming in my mouth, down my throat has me ready to explode. I quickly reach down and yank hard at my balls, hard enough to made me wince, but it does the job.

I don't want to come yet. I want Jack to make me come. I want to come inside him, but I know he's not ready for that yet and I've got to admit the idea of those fingers that are always caressing that P90 of his wrapped around my cock is really working for me.

He's finally done and I can't help but clean him off, placing tiny licks on his now spent prick. God he's gorgeous like this, eyes the colour of melted dark chocolate and drowsy and sated watching me. I crawl up his body to kiss him, wondering if he'll flinch from the way he tastes in my mouth.

*~*~*

I think all my brain just leaked out my dick. Goddamn but Danny's good at that. Oh he's gonna kiss me! Fuck, this isn't a kiss, it's a claiming, and I'm good with that. His tongue is in every part of my mouth and he tastes like me. Women have done this before – kissed me after they sucked me – but this is Danny and it's better than anything I've ever felt in my life.

I kiss him back, just as hard, just as desperate and I want him inside me now more than ever.

"There's stuff in the drawer," I tell him when he breaks the kiss, and he freezes above me.

"Jack?" he asks, and his voice is all deep and scratchy. Fuck Danny's hot like this.

"Lube, condoms," I continue before I lose my nerve. Jesus, I'm blushing again but… "Do we… do we have to use the condoms?"

"Jack?" he asks again and I can feel his dick twitching against me and I can't help but grin. His voice just went up an octave.

"Unless you don't want to, but I… just this once, I want to feel you, feel everything."

"Jack," he says again, and now his voice is a strangled moan. Oh yeah, Danny wants me.

"Gonna tighten up soon here, Danny. Wanna get a move on?"

I can't help but laugh as he dives for the drawer.

*~*~*

Oh my God, Jack wants me to fuck him. I didn't think… I thought… doesn't matter what I thought; he's looking up at me, love in his eyes, asking me to fuck him. I can't believe he's going to let me inside him, and the very thought of it makes my cock twitch and I know he can feel it.

That he trusts me to do this, wants me to do this enough to go out and buy what we need… I lunge for the drawer, hauling it open and digging around for the lube. I don't care that he's laughing at how eager I am; he wants it too or he wouldn't be asking. I'm going to make this so good for him that he'll never regret this.

Finally I find the lube and lean back over Jack, kissing and biting at his neck. He's so fucking responsive; I can't get over it. He tastes of sweat and spice and my brain is still trying to wrap around the fact that this is Jack. My cock understands quite well though, and somehow I get the lube open and get it over my fingers.

God. His body is just… he's so relaxed he's just sucking my finger in. He feels incredible and the sounds he's making. I try for two and meet a little resistance, but I take my time working him open, wanting this to feel good, looking for that spot.

"Jesus Christ, Danny!"

Found it. I can't help but grin at him as his back arches off the bed. I duck my head and suck the head of his cock back into my mouth, licking and teasing it.

"Danny, I don't think…"

He trails off into a groan as his cock twitches. Welcome to the wonders of the prostate Jack. I could get you off like this, but I won't. I want to come inside you, and it'll feel better if you're hard too.

*~*~*

JesusHfuckingChrist! I can't believe I'm getting hard again, but I am. God, this is… this is the most intense feeling I've ever had in my life. I can't get enough of it, and I know I must look like the biggest whore in the world the way I can feel myself writhing on his fingers.

It's a little uncomfortable, but every time he brushes that spot it gets better, and my dick just keeps getting harder. Suddenly, the fingers are gone, and I can't help the moan of disappointment, so I open my eyes to ask him what the hell he thinks he's doing and see him coating his dick and the words die in my throat.

This is really going to happen. Danny's going to fuck me.

*~*~*

I rub the head of my cock against him to get him used to the feeling before I slowly start to push. I can feel the sweat on my forehead and his thigh muscles shaking and it's all I can do not to push all the way in when I breech the first ring of muscle.

God, I'm inside Jack. I'm actually about to fuck Jack. Am fucking Jack. God.

I ignore my body's need to just drive into him. This is Jack, it's his first time, and I love him. This isn't going to be some mindless fuck; I'm going to show him how I feel with this, so I take my time.

I inch forward, and when he tenses, I stop and rub gentle circles on his hip until he relaxes enough for me to move again. I'm doing equations in my head, working out wormhole theorems, anything to keep from coming before I get fully inside him.

He's so tight, and hot, and it's so good I don't know if I'll survive it. Death by Jack. I laugh internally; it gives new meaning to the term le petite morte. I moan as the last inch of me slides in and my balls hit his ass.

God. He's perfect.

*~*~*

Jesus.

This feels…

It hurt at first, just a little, but now… now I feel almost unbearably full and I'm glad he's not moving. I'm not ready yet. Jesus. Danny's inside me, he's got his dick up my ass. I can feel my ass flex and he groans, so I do it again.

It feels good.

I think I'm ready for him to move now.

"Jack, if you do that again, I'm going to move. I won't be able to help it, and I'm trying to give you a chance to adjust here."

That's my Danny. Always looking out for other people. Only I want him to move, but I can't seem to gather enough brain cells to tell him that, so I clench my ass again. Jesus that feels incredible. He's hot and hard inside me and I swear I can feel even vein in his dick.

I groan when he thrusts. I can't help it. It's like everything I never knew I needed. I wonder if it feels like this for a woman and then decide it can't feel this good. They don't have a prostate.

"Jesus, Danny," I moan. He feels so good moving inside me. Oh yeah, he's never getting rid of me now. I'll shoot myself before I let him go.

*~*~*

God.

This is amazing. It feels so good I think the top of my head is going to explode. I'm glad there's no one else here, I'm sure we're making enough noise to wake the neighbors. I'm trying to keep it slow, but Jack lifts his legs and wraps them around me and I'm gone.

I'm pumping into him fast and hard, sliding deeper than before and god, I'm going to come. Not yet, damn it, not yet!

I wrap my hand around his cock and pull, and the sound he makes pushes me closer.

"Jack… God Jack. Not gonna last."

He just clenches around me again and shoves his hips up in response. I shift a bit to hit his prostate and yes! Success! I can feel his cock get harder in my hand and I know he's going to come seconds before he does it.

I push in hard, once, twice more, his ass squeezing me and I'm coming. I'm coming inside Jack and God, I think I'm going to pass out it's so intense.

*~*~*

Huh.

Well what do you know? I made the good Dr. Jackson pass out. Damn, I'm good. He's heavy, but I like it. I wonder what it felt like for him and I decide to ask him when he wakes up. I feel myself yawn and decide a nap sounds like a damn good idea.

The next time I open my eyes, I'm on my side facing Daniel.

"You all right?"

I grin at him. "Peachy," I tell him, then grinning I add, "You passed out."

"So did you."

"Oh no, Dannyboy. You passed out, I went to sleep," I tell him, gloating.

He laughs at me and shifts closer. "Jack," he begins and I shake my head. I know that tone of voice. He's been thinking too much.

"Nuh uh, Danny. This is ours. This is us. I'll retire if I have to, but I'm not giving you up." He looks surprised. Didn't he realize how serious I was about this? Maybe I ought to tell him. "I love you, Danny. If I have to retire to keep you, I will. I can always consult, Hammond would hire me on the spot."

He leans forward to kiss me, and I meet him. Oh yeah. This is the real deal. Suddenly, I'm looking forward to the rest of my life. I've got Daniel, and I'm not letting him go. That seduction idea wasn't a bad one after all.

~ Fin ~