Strange Dreams

A/N: I don’t remember whom exactly to blame/thank for this idea. I know I read something about a J/T pairing out there involving symbiotes and a need for “extra protein” but I can’t for the life of me think of the story name, or the author… Rest assured if I ever remember I will put it up here so you can thank the originator. Oh and my friend, she said I didn’t have enough detail in the sex scenes.

A/A/N: I just found out I have Legion and her story “Little Shop of Not Such a Horror” to thank for this idea, although I have to say, I thought my idea of flower vines was original, until I re-read it. Oops, damned subconscious! I’m hoping she thinks of this as a compliment, because I loved her story!

The Stargate lit up and the whoosh of backwash sounded letting the team known as SG1 they could head out. A week ago one of the Tok’ra contacted the SGC letting them know the location of Tanith, due to a shortage of bodies they were unable to bring him to justice. With the dedication and fury of a Jaffa wronged Teal’c campaigned to have SG1 on the retrieval mission. General Hammond allowed it, but cautioned Teal’c against any more rash actions.

Stepping through the iris never failed to thrill the human members of the team, but they came through like professionals, prepared for danger on the other side. The area was empty of any danger and they headed north with caution. Tanith had proved to be a wily opponent and no one wanted to be responsible for another escape. They made their way through the woods on a game path, avoiding the major roads in case of a Jaffa patrol.

The woods were unusually silent for midday with no signs of animals of sounds of birds. Using his tracking skills Teal’c felt a sense of unease at the lack of life. His three teammates relied on him and he felt very responsible for their lives. Col. Jack O’Neill was directly behind him, walking with the experienced step of a fellow warrior. Dr. Daniel Jackson came next, a man who was a scholar, but also a person to trust at your back. Major Samantha Carter was last, but never the least of the team. She covered the rear, ready and able to defend her team and any given notice, but still Teal’c did not feel secure.

His feelings were justified as he passed some indigenous flora and it stung him. The Blue flowers near the pathway reached out a vine and slapped his boot with a thorn that passed through the tough leather, and pierced his skin; within moments the entire team hit the ground. Nearly unconscious Teal’c held on long enough to see some Jaffa throw out a lasso. As Major Carter was dragged from the patch of flowers he heard one saw how pleased their god would be.

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He woke restrained with his body on fire. His eyes blazed as he recognized the Goa’uld in front of him, and Tanith chuckled.

“Did you miss me, Teal’c?” He purred. “You searched for me so eagerly, I thought to grant your wish, after all shouldn’t a god reward his loyal follower with his presence?”

“Shal kek, sishrec-na!” Teal’c spat in disgust.

“Teal’c, how you amuse me. I think I will let you and your friends live for a while yet. There is some information I need and as you can see this planet has no inhabitants to use. Nirrti was not kind in her pursuit of knowledge on this planet.” He began to pace. “I have found a most curious effect from the flowers of this planet, and its properties may prove to be highly useful to me.

“ I could use my loyal Jaffa, but as you can see there are few. The four of you came at a most opportune time for me, and what I needed you provided. Just as you brought me a host when I was in need, and just as you brought me the useless priestess to be destroyed for daring to try and retrain her god. You could see how I would consider making you my First Prime.” Tanith smirked.

Teal’c lunged against his bonds, “Never! I will never again serve your kind. You are one of the enslavers of my people and in time you will be overthrown! Before that time comes I vow to watch you fall as I watched Chronos die by my hands.”

Tanith took a goblet from a table nearby and took a drink. He looked at the imprisoned Jaffa considering, “You and your Tauri friends intrigue me, Sholva. I have seen the destruction you wreak. The Tok’ra rely on you, as do many other races, but what I cannot fathom is why. I suppose that it doesn’t really matter, I will not make the mistakes of others. You and your friend will kneel to me, and I shall use you to start my empire.

“Tell me, how do you feel? The effects of the flower should be in full bloom. Does your heart feel ready to beat out of your chest? Is there a fire racing through your veins? I discovered soon after arriving that the symbiote cannot regulate the drug left by the flowers. It is a powerful aphrodisiac, as you will discover. The female will bear my child, but you and the other males will mate as I wish. I will be interested to see what you will do.”

Teal’c found that the Goa’uld was indeed correct about the effects of the flowers. His body was aroused to an uncomfortable degree. Normally he would perform kel’no’reem to alleviate the symptoms, but his current position made that impossible. He would have to wait until they were no longer so vigilant before any attempt to escape. The door opening caught his attention.

Jack and Daniel were naked yet proud between two Jaffa apiece. The two men were erect and miserable, but giving their special brand of abuse to their captors. His heart lifted at his teammate’s spirit Teal’c lifted his head, defiant once again. It didn’t phase the being in front of him. He looked at his servants and Jack and Daniel were soon gagged, not that it stopped them from expressing their displeasure. Teal’c was also gagged.

“I see all my new toys before me. I believe I will gain great pleasure from watching your humiliation. Soon you will serve me and lead my army to greatness.”

Jack shook his head furiously, denying even the implication of support for the snake-head, Daniel had that “you better kill me first” look in his eyes, and Teal’c had nearly worked his way loose. Unfortunately for them, Tanith recognized the symptoms, and moved quickly to quell the rebellion. Soon the male members of SG1 found themselves trussed and displayed in various positions awaiting his pleasure. The twisted gleam in his glowing eyes did not bode well.

Jack found himself on his knees. The floor was cold and while he often joked about it his knees really did hurt. Being a hostage was a younger man’s game, not that he would wish this on anyone. There was a distinct disadvantage to having Tanith for a captor, the Tok’ra had kept him busy for months reading their mission logs and feeding false information to Apophis. The monster was very familiar with the abilities of his team.

The other problem was that he didn’t think he’d ever been this hard in his life. Everything ached and throbbed to a primitive beat. As many times as they’d been captured, not a single Goa’uld had used an aphrodisiac, not even Hathor. Hell, he’d never known they were real. That Tanith was willing to use them didn’t bode well for his ass, for any of their asses for that matter, but it was growing very hard to care.

Daniel on the other hand wasn’t even trying to fight the drug instead he was calculating just how long it had been since that last dig in Egypt. He and another under grad had spent a few pleasant nights together, but that had been seven or so years ago. He was also thinking about how this would affect their team dynamics. The males of SG1 had been through many things, but group rape had never been on the agenda. Ironically, this was the first time one of them had tried to break them this way. He didn’t want to think what would happen if they were forced on each other. The thoughts of both men were cut off as Tanith spoke.

“You are lucky I have kept you still, as the heart pumps, the sap from the flowered vines moves more urgently through your system forcing you to mate or go mad. Two Jaffa were lost before this was discovered. This is merely your grace period however, and it is nearly over. You will soon begin to feel the full effects and the need to rut will overcome all else. Luckily I have a plan in mind for you.

“While Teal’c may know this I would guess that the people of the Tauri do not, the Goa’uld larvae appreciate the male seed shall we say, in order to help them mature. Jaffa are forbidden to mix within their own sex but for the First Prime. They are encouraged to submit to the larval queen, or the first born of their god. Aren’t they, Sholva?”

His amused smile disgusted Teal’c, who yanked his head from the caress, but he could not deny the accusation. He had indeed “fed” Apophis’ queen and first born countless times. He had even been grateful at the time. The journeys they often embarked on in Apophis’ name would take months, even years, and as First Prime he was promised some form of sexual relief, while others would be severely punished if caught pleasuring themselves.

Tanith grabbed Teal’c’s dick and displayed it for the others. “You see the scars here near the head? That is proof if you need it. I’m sure I need not explain where they come from.”

To his eternal shame Teal’c felt his arousal heighten as the other held his manhood. Tanith was correct on at least one point; the symbiote could not handle whatever poisons the thorn injected. He could see that Jack and Daniel were also becoming more affected their hips were starting to thrust forward in tiny movements that the Goa’uld immediately caught. He motioned his three personal Jaffa forward.

“You, Tauri, are blessed in feeding the young that will implant you in as few months. I shall re-program Teal’c and the once loyal First Prime of Apophis shall return at my side. There shall be none who shall challenge my right to be System Lord.” He said triumphantly. “Hle’tac, take your place in front of the Colonel.” He ordered.

Jack shuddered, half in horror, half in ecstasy when the Jaffa yanked him forward on his knees. The Jaffa lay on his back, as the Jack knelt over him. A yell came from his throat as the larvae slithered from the pouch and latched on to the head of his dick, and started to milk him. It felt like a professional whore had sucked his cock into the back of her throat and swallowed. While his mind couldn’t take in the connection of the being he despised latched on, his dick couldn’t get enough. He didn’t even register the other Jaffa coming up from behind him, but he felt what happened next.

Apparently the flower vines gave more than an aphrodisiac, as the entrance to his ass was already lubed and raring to go. He’d been in the military all his adult life, and nothing about sex was taboo in the barracks. During every form of basic training there was one guy who had to tease the others about “late night activity”, and what it involved, and while he would never publicly admit it he and Sarah had experimented. This was more than they’d ever done however. Jack felt the slither of another Goa’uld, but this time it was the tail-side of the creature sliding and slithering it’s way inside.

It felt incredible. The writhing of the creature was like a miniature wave machine slapping against his prostate. It didn’t slide in and out, but rather in a corkscrew motion that was a constant pressure. The only thought in his head was that he didn’t understand why more Jaffa didn’t experiment with this, despite what their masters thought.

Jack couldn’t hold back his orgasm; he didn’t even try. Hoarse noises came from behind the gag and his body jerked convulsively. He found how Teal’c got his scars as the little fucker grabbed on with those pointy teeth, but he didn’t care, because he was still hard, and the other fucker had his prostate in his crosshairs. The gag was dropped from his mouth and his head was led to Teal’c’s dick. He drew in a deep breath and latched on as hard as the toothy fucker had on his, grateful for something to suck.

He was in a state of bliss. He didn’t care that he’d never done this with a man, nor with a teammate. He didn’t care when the Goa’uld left having milked him dry. He only focused on the dick in front of him and getting as much as he could down his throat without dying. It didn’t take long until his friend also released into his mouth. Jack felt a strange, but fierce sense of pride feeling the big man shoot into the back of his mouth. Daniel had not been left behind; the Jaffa behind him had bent Daniel backwards over his lap, leaving all three men with mutual scars.

The flowers had not waned in their effect. No one had softened and the need was even worse. There was a mindless need to fuck or to be fucked hard. They strained at their bonds knowing the others were not far away. Teal’c hands were bloody and twisting inside the rope, Jack’s were nearly raw as he didn’t have the symbiote inside to help him heal. Tanith’s eyes gleamed as he noted Daniel passively looking from one man to the other. He wondered would the two alphas tear each other apart in their lust for the third male.

Teal’c burst free first, but to Tanith’s surprise, helped Jack free himself. He was concerned for a moment until he realized the two had turned their predatory gazes on the bound archeologist. Daniel shamelessly displayed himself for the two men. A quiver of anticipation worked through Tanith as he idly wondered about his own release. The female was of no real interest to him, merely a taunt to enflame her teammates. He did love to build the flames in his own body before a powerful release. He motioned all the Jaffa from the room. This display was to be solely for him.

Jack and Teal’c had freed Daniel during his contemplation of the situation. The younger man wound and writhed between the two begging shamelessly. Teal’c captured his mouth, plunging his tongue in far enough to gag, but withdrew swiftly. Jack sank his hands into Daniel’s hair and repeated the action. As Jack kissed him Teal’c bit down on his right shoulder hard enough to bruise, Jack did the same to the left as soon as he was done with Daniel’s mouth. Both had claimed and marked the youngest for their own.

They pushed him on to all fours, eager to complete what the plant had started. Jack barely tested Daniel’s ass finding him loosened and panting before plunging in with one smooth stroke. His primal scream of satisfaction was muffled as Teal’c thrust into his mouth. There was a moment of hesitation as all three tested the new placement, but a twitch from Daniel’s ass soon had all moving together in rough, almost vicious movements, reaching for completion.

Teal’c started as his movements were stilled by powerful hands on his hips. The smooth, long fingers of Tanith intensified his pleasure as they slid into his hole. His movements were soon far more focused on the hand he rode than he liked, but the aphrodisiac ran through his veins damping any protest. One finger was swiftly followed by two more, and soon the blunt head of Tanith’s dick breached his ass. There was an indrawn breath collectively and there began a smooth transition to four men fucking in tandem.

There was grunting and moaning heard throughout her chamber as the three famed defenders of the universe, and a mortal enemy drove themselves to completion. Tanith’s entrance had changed the tone from brutal and rough to smooth, but there was no less desperation. Teal’c was first, throwing back his head and bellowing to the ceiling. The convulsing of his insides lead to Tanith’s release, Daniel was only seconds behind giving a sexy little whine. Jack was last and simply blacked out from the intensity. His last thought was ‘Drug or no drug, this will happen again.’


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The team awoke in the clearing at nightfall. The vines that knocked them out were dormant while the moon was up. Sam was the only one of the group who was chipper and willing to look on the bright side of things. She happily chattered about her dreams of her father and riding her motorcycle, but no one else felt the same way.

They moved to the abandoned village they had passed to bunk down for the night. Daniel wanted to explore the houses to look for any signs of the former civilization, but was vetoed until the daylight hours. Jack volunteered for first watch and sat watching the fire. A sound made him look up.

Teal’c and Daniel both stood there looking around awkwardly. All three men shared an uncomfortable silence, which Daniel broke by muttering something about the bathroom. Teal’c said nothing, just turned and went back to his room. Daniel did the same thing quickly when he came back in.

Morning was also an awkward affair. None of the men could look at each other as Sam carried on oblivious as usual. Daniel ate quickly and hurried to the building that resembled an activity hub, like a library. Jack went with him and stood nearby as Daniel checked for whatever Daniel checked for. They lucked out for once. The writing these people used was a slightly older variation of English, and really required little translation. Daniel set out to see if there was any mention of the flower vines; Jack radioed to the others and found a western-like thing to read.

Noon found them with an answer. Daniel rushed out to Jack, just as the other man was about to remind him about food.

“Jack, I think I found out what those plants are.”

“Daniel, can’t this be one of those times when your insatiable curiosity doesn’t destroy everything good in my life.”

“Umm, I don’t really know about that, Jack, but you really have to know about this.”

“Great, don’t keep me in suspense.”

“Well the good news is that they are indigenous to the planet, and cause no overall harm.”

“Overall is such a vague word. Why don’t you give me some specifics, like why it knocked us out for example?”

Daniel pushed up his glasses and forged ahead, “It’s a plant for a ritual, a kind of rite of passage thing.”

“One of those; boy goes into the woods, kills a bear, starves until he hallucinates, kind of things?”

“More like girl and boy go into the woods, and gets stung by a plant to find their soul mate kind of thing.”

Jack swallowed hard, “Really? Did it work?”

“Let’s just say there’s no word for divorce in their culture.”

“Wow. No, wait, does that mean Carter’s soul mate is either her dad or her motorcycle?”

“No, Jack. It says that people who have yet to meet the other half of their soul dream of things they love.”

“Well that’s a relief.”

“Um, yeah sure.”

“If they’re soul mates do they dream about anyone else?”

“According to this book it’s pretty clear who you’re supposed to be with.”

“What if you dream about a person, but they dream about someone else?”

“They don’t have even the concept of divorce, Jack. Why who did you dream about?”

Jack grabbed his walkie-talkie, “C’mon troops. Daniel found out enough to say we should get off this planet. Besides no sign of Jaffa means no Goa’uld. Looks like the Tok’ra screwed us again.”

“Who did you dream about Jack?” Daniel insisted.

“Grab what you need, Daniel, we’re gone.”

“You’re not even going to talk about this are you, Jack?”

Jack turned and started walking back to the camp, refusing to answer.

“Okay, let me rephrase that you dreamed about me and Teal’c, didn’t you, Jack?”

“I’m not going to discuss this here, Daniel.”

“Jack, where better than an alien planet? No cameras, no spies. I don’t see the problem!”

He stopped, turned and stomped back to the stubborn archeologist, without hesitation he grabbed him and kissed the living daylights out of him. Pulling back he said, “Because, I won’t discuss it without the third person present, for one, and second if reality is anywhere near as good as that dream I want to be really close to my nice, comfortable and large California King sized bed before getting buried balls deep in my favorite archeologist. Is that a good enough reason?”

“I think I can live with that.” Daniel said. He was slightly breathless from the kiss, but that didn’t stop him, “Of course, it’s my turn to be balls deep!”

Without missing a beat Jack replied, “I don’t think you get a turn!”

The End???