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MAKO addiction
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Stargate: SG-1 › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
12
Views:
1,804
Reviews:
14
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0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Stargate: SG1, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter Seven
"Mako!" cried Sephiroth, jumping from the floor, the moose instantly forgotten. Daniel stared past the platinum haired man at the remnants of the stuffed toy even as pale arms wrapped around him.
"You killed Irvine..." he stated blankly, still confused by the bits of stuffing littering the floor.
"What did you expect me to do..? You were gone for twelve hours," whined Sephiroth the same way he often did when Daniel paused. Daniel considered the excuse and the reasoning behind it. Considering Sephiroth usually required... Mako... roughly every four hours he supposed it was understandable.
"Was it really necessary to dismember him though?" he asked as he wrapped his arms around Sephiroth and buried his head in the platinum hair.
"You... left me..." breathed Sephiroth, relaxing in Daniel's arms.
Some time later Sephiroth lay asleep and Daniel slipped from the room shutting the door quietly. Turning from the door, he almost walked directly into Jack who seemed to appear directly behind him.
"There you are, Jackson. Been looking everywhere for you," Jack clamped his hands onto Daniel's shoulders, knocking his glasses askew.
"Are you alright, Daniel? You look a little flushed." Jack frowned at him, studying his face intently.
"Yeah, I'm fine. You just gave me a start," replied Daniel, shrugging of he Colonel’s hands
"Why... Why where you looking for me?" he asked, pushing his glasses back onto his nose before crossing his arms to change the subject.
"Come on, I'll explain on the way." With that, Jack began walking off. Giving a sigh, sure he had just escaped another difficult situation; Daniel took one last look at the door behind him. From within, he heard a muffled 'mako' as Sephiroth obviously rolled over in his sleep.
"Come on, Daniel. For gods sake, with the amount of time you spend down here, you'd think you were getting laid or something," quipped Jack. Daniel spun from the door and jogged to catch up, hoping that by ignoring the comment, Jack would leave it alone and move on to why he had come looking for him in the first place.
"You killed Irvine..." he stated blankly, still confused by the bits of stuffing littering the floor.
"What did you expect me to do..? You were gone for twelve hours," whined Sephiroth the same way he often did when Daniel paused. Daniel considered the excuse and the reasoning behind it. Considering Sephiroth usually required... Mako... roughly every four hours he supposed it was understandable.
"Was it really necessary to dismember him though?" he asked as he wrapped his arms around Sephiroth and buried his head in the platinum hair.
"You... left me..." breathed Sephiroth, relaxing in Daniel's arms.
Some time later Sephiroth lay asleep and Daniel slipped from the room shutting the door quietly. Turning from the door, he almost walked directly into Jack who seemed to appear directly behind him.
"There you are, Jackson. Been looking everywhere for you," Jack clamped his hands onto Daniel's shoulders, knocking his glasses askew.
"Are you alright, Daniel? You look a little flushed." Jack frowned at him, studying his face intently.
"Yeah, I'm fine. You just gave me a start," replied Daniel, shrugging of he Colonel’s hands
"Why... Why where you looking for me?" he asked, pushing his glasses back onto his nose before crossing his arms to change the subject.
"Come on, I'll explain on the way." With that, Jack began walking off. Giving a sigh, sure he had just escaped another difficult situation; Daniel took one last look at the door behind him. From within, he heard a muffled 'mako' as Sephiroth obviously rolled over in his sleep.
"Come on, Daniel. For gods sake, with the amount of time you spend down here, you'd think you were getting laid or something," quipped Jack. Daniel spun from the door and jogged to catch up, hoping that by ignoring the comment, Jack would leave it alone and move on to why he had come looking for him in the first place.