Vala Bound

Vala Bound

Daniel/Vala, oneshot, PWP

Summary: Season 8, “Prometheus Unbound.” Daniel didn't keep his eyes shut.

Disclaimer: MGM and Sci-Fi own this episode, and thus both the inspiration for this fic and wee portions at the beginning and end. Final scene dialouge is verbatim from the episode.

~*~

Daniel Jackson rose from his knees and moved over to where Vala lay on the deck, safely unconcious from the zat blast and...looking so damn sexy in that catsuit. He supposed he would have to put her in the brig, and...getting her out of that zat-proof catsuit and into something more appropriate. He shook his head to clear the thought, trying to suppress the growing erection that came at the thought.

Sighing to build up his respiratory system, he knelt down, picked up Vala, and headed for the turbolift. Next stop, Deck Five.

~*~

Once they arrived, Daniel stopped quickly at some guest quarters and picked up a spare set of the overalls worn by the Prometheus' crew. That would do to replace the catsuit. And once again, Daniel's mind swung into the gutter, wondering what the shipjacker was wearing underneath them. But, Daniel conceded, it wasn't really his fault. He hadn't had any meaningful sex in seven years, ever since Shau're was kidnapped by Apophis. The hookers Jack supplied anytime a member of the SGC got married didn't count, not really.

Finally, the entered the Brig, and Daniel decided to give in. Zatting Vala once again for good effect, he found the clasp of the catsuit and slid it off her, tossing it out into the corridor-he would collect it later-and finding pretty much what he expected, absolutely nothing. Well, nothing covering the largest pair of real breasts he'd encountered during his life. Daniel estimated them at about a 36C, before moving to more pressing matters-the fact that her pussy was uncovered as well.

Nudging her legs apart, Daniel took to removing his own clothes, revealing his eight-inch erection that was just eager to find a home, any home. Lifting Vala once again, Daniel hit the command to extend the bunk. Before he set her down, he slid into her and began slowly thrusting.

~*~

In her electrically-induced dreams, Vala was dreaming herself, only in the reverse of this situation. Daniel was her prisoner, still tied down to the Captain's chair, cock erect while Vala teased him, before sitting on it and fucking him missionary style.

~*~

Daniel noticed that her pussy walls were tensing as they would before a climax, and made sure the zat was in reach in case she woke, all the while increasing his tempo to speed her orgasm.

~*~

Dream Vala experienced her first orgasm of the encounter with Daniel, while he had found a way to recline the chair, allowing her even greater control, while all he did was wait for enough tension in his body to allow his cum to defy gravity.

~*~

Daniel noted that her pussy became even more active after she climaxed. Perhaps something to look into in any other females he might “encounter” during his future travels. He was also surprised that he hadn't cum yet. After seven years without a submissive woman beneath him, he had expected to climax a while ago-like when he'd first entered Vala.

He knew this couldn't last, and his body testified to that fact by giving him the signal that he was about to cum-the ball tensing that was the last phase before ejaculation.

~*~

Dream Daniel was ready to cum. Dream Vala only sped up her ride, building towards a second climax herself.

~*~

Daniel released himself inside Vala's warm pussy as the sultry piratess shuddered with her own climax.

~*~

Sated, Dream Vala relaxed back into unconciousness.

~*~

Vala's eyes fluttered open. In the haze, she thought she saw Daniel hovering above her...

Daniel noticed as well. In one swift move, he zatted her for the third time in about an hour, then dressed her in the spare overall set, set her back on the floor, retracted the bunk, dressed himself, and headed back for the Bridge.

~*~

Vala woke up, feeling pain from the zat blasts. Maybe the shock had gotten to the moisture in her pussy, because that part of her was really sore.

“ Ow!” she exclaimed. The rustling of a different fabric as she sat up prompted her to look down and notice the overalls. “ Oh that's just great!”

~*~

On the Bridge, Daniel was monitoring the security camera feed from Vala's cell. She was climbing to her feet, undoubtedly looking for a way out. Establishing communications with the cell, he called out “ I can see you!”

~*~

Vala looked around the cell for the source of Daniel's voice, and eventually settled on the security camera in the upper corner of the cell, and walked towards it as comfortably as her sore pussy would allow.

“ Did you have fun taking off my clothes?” she asked, knowing that this was how she'd gotten into this garish outfit.

“ It was your idea,” Daniel replied over the speakers.

“ No, I meant when I was conscious-you know so I could distract you and kick you in the head,” she countered, ever the pirate. She couldn't help it that her well-proportioned body only helped her achieve her ends.

“ I kept my eyes closed the whole time,” Daniel replied, with a smirk Vala could detect even over the comm system. Suddenly, she realized the true cause of the pain in her pussy. She HAD seen Daniel hovering over her briefly that one time, and he'd just fucked her!

“ I'm sure you did,” She replied.

END

A/N: So, what do you think? Was watching rerun of “Prometheus Unbound” and the idea just hit.