Last Chance

This was it. Their last night. The next day they would face the combined system lords under Anubis. A battle they could not win. The repository of Ancient knowledge had been damaged and would not react, even to Jack. Now as the Air Force readied the Prometheus and the X-302’s, morale was poor. Everyone who knew of the coming also knew of the futility of their actions. However, they worked because that was their duty. And duty stopped one going mad.

Sam had called Jack to her room to talk of the coming day, to discuss how they overcome the odds once more and save the Earth. The near sacred duty of the Tau’ri warriors, respected and feared by their allies and enemies respectively, though unknown by their own people. Though as the two of them sat in the room, they failed to think of anything but the hopelessness of their situation. And of something else, something they had denied themselves for so long. Something they knew they shared, and something that was useless to deny for any longer.

He kissed her as he had done once before. She has a strong tongue, active, almost alive. It was quick. She parted her knees, he knelt before her, they French kissed like two lovers on the eve of war, which of course it was. Her hands grasped and groped his lower back for the hem of my shirt, she tugged it up, as he one handedly, open mouthedly unbuttoned hers and pressed his hand against her pounding chest.

She shrugged off her shirt and jacket. She had a prominent mole underneath her right nipple but this was the only mark on a perfect set of breasts which looked as though they belonged on a classical statue or something. Her nipples were big like acorns, and they were the key. The harder he sucked, the more she moaned.

She was at his belt soon, and in answer he moved a hand slowly down to her waist. Hmmm… thong, he didn’t know she that kind of girl… he played with the thong, pulling it tight so her labia swelled beneath it. Then worked the material aside with his tongue and tasted her bitter sweet flavour emanating from her shaven pussy. God he had deprived himself for so long. He hadn’t even brought himself to go this far when he was stuck in the damn time loop but now, on the eve of this one unwinnable battle, there would be no time for regrets, no time for awkwardness. Only battle, only death. At least Jack could die knowing he had been with the woman he both lusted after and then loved.

She eased off the chair and stooped over him, running up and down the top half of his shaft. It wasn’t much of a blow job but Jack reckoned she couldn’t have had that much experience. It was too shallow, with no suction, but the fact it was that crop of blond hair bobbing up and down provided enough desire and excitement that he was afraid he was going to blow his top at any second. Jack swallowed and breathed deeply to try and quell the rising explosion inside himself. She wanted him to blow but he didn’t want to give her the satisfaction, yet.

When Jack steered her over his face she was practically dripping. She rode his mouth and came in seconds. Jack spun her around and pumped into her. She egged him on and the only sounds to be heard were heavy breathing and the slap of Jacks balls against that perfectly formed buttocks. Jack grasped her ass and thrust in and out, feeling the tightness of her so long neglected pussy. His cock twitched as he felt his climax come again but this time he couldn’t fight it and he groaned as he let go and pumped his cum deep inside his subordinate.

Once Sam felt his hot seed against her inner walls, that was enough for her and she came again. Harder than she had previously thought possible. It was Jack, only he could make her feel like this. Ever since that first briefing, since she had first seen him. She had only been so hostile toward him because she felt that warm glow spread inside herself. Her own comment on reproductive organs hadn’t been completely random… but now she had him, had him inside her. And this was it. This was what she knew her last thought would be should the end come the next day. But for now she merely wanted to concentrate on the pleasure that she knew only this man could make her feel. All those missions where thy thought they wouldn’t be going home, all those times they were thrust into such close quarters that it was all she could do to not pounce on him and have her way with him. In fact that was not true, she would be more likely to like him take her. It was just as well he was her superior officer because Sam liked being told what to do.

Jack had drifted off and now as she felt her eyes growing heavy she felt as if a great weight had been lifted off of her chest and fell sleep with a smile on her face.

A/N: Hey there. I'm lying sick in bed, watching Stargate so I thought hey, I'll write a drabble. As always reviews are very welcome.