Chappa’ai
By: Maeve Bran
CATEGORY: Alternate Universe
WARNINGS: Sexual Situations
AUTHOR’S NOTES: Written for hariboo_smirks. I hope this fits the bill. I tried to avoid cutesiness. This is my first attempt at an AU of this vereity so I am a little unsure if I managed it.
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Dr. Daniel Jackson left the dusty book lined closet he called an office and
locked up for the night. He carried a satchel of unfinished translation notes
in one hand and in the other an umbrella and a bowler hat. He wound his way
through the maze of the
He was thinking on how best to translate the hieroglyphs accurately so that Mr.
Budge would continue to let him help. There were some fascinating things
mentioned. The one word, 'chappa'ai', was fascinating. He was just beginning to
make a breakthrough on the translation as he stepped out into the late evening.
Daniel finally noticed the time and his surroundings. He remembered that he was
late, very late for a dinner. Mrs. Mal Doran would have his hide if he failed
to keep the engagement, so he hailed a hackney cab and made haste to her
He disembarked from the cab paying the driver an extra farthing for the speedy
trip. He walked to the door and knocked. He was afraid that the door would not
be opened but the lone maid servant opened the door and ushered him in. She
took Daniel's hat, coat and satchel. Then she escorted him to the drawing room.
“Is everything alright, darling?” inquired Mrs. Vala Mal Doran as she swept
elegantly from the slipper chair she had been perched on. She was dressed in a
saphire blue tea gown, informal atire for intimate acquaintences.
“No, I just got caught up in the latest translation. I'm sorry,” Daniel replied
as he extended his arm for her to take.
“Well I'll forgive you. Just this once though,” Vala answered as she took the
proffered arm and guided him into the dining room.
Vala sat at the head of the table and Daniel to her right. It was set for two
with white china and linens. There was a large silver candelabrum with lit
cream colored candles to give dim lumination to the room. The many varried
utensils were of a polished silver that matched the candelabrum. The maid
brought out the first course, swiftly served the soup and then seemed to melt
back into the background while Daniel and Vala talked.
The roast of beef was next, served with saffroned patatoes and gingered
carrots. Vala speared one on the tip of her fork and playfully offered it to
Daniel. He gazed at her a second before giving in. This was, after all, why he
was here. They had progressed past their individual issues. He had learned that
though she was a retired actress, that didn't mean that everything she said and
did was an act. She had proved that her interest in foreign cultures went
beyond the shiny jewelry they produced. Her questioning about his work had lead
him to thinking things through another angle and making some brilliant
breakthroughs. Vala had not just proved her academic qualities but had proved
to be more compassionate than he expected. She had taken in an orphaned boy to
be a stable boy even though she kept no horses. He had become more of a general
errand boy when not in school.
Daniel, for his part, had finally come to terms with the fact his wife was dead
these six years. He knew this, of course, but it had taken a while to sink into
his heart so that he could love again. Vala had relentlessly broken through all
of his walls and barriers. She made him feel alive instead of just existing.
The maid then served the pudding, a custard with a vanilla sauce. She curtsied
and took her leave for the night. Vala readily agreed. Once the maid was gone,
Vala began to eat her custard with a seductive enjoyment.
Daniel stared intently upon her mouth. Just watching her was arousing him.
Finally when they had both finished their custard, he rose from his seat and
reached out a hand to escort her to the drawing room. Once there, Daniel took
her in his arms and kissed her. She reached her arms up around his neck to
steady herself as he continued to deepen the kiss. His hands roamed up to her
hair and nimbly removed a few of the pins holding it in place as his tongue
develed into her mouth. Her tongue brushed his.
“Let's move this to my boudoir,” Vala suggested, when the need for air broke
them apart. Daniel nodded his head in agrement and followed where she led.
Her boudoir was done in rich rose colors and soft fabrics. The coverlet on the
four post bed had been turned down and there was a fire burning in the small
fireplace. A fabric covered padded bench was placed at the end of the bed.
Daniel manouvered until Vala was standing with him between the fire and the
bed. He kissed her neck and nibbled her earlobe as he undid the buttons down
the back of her gown. He helped her step over the pooled gown on the floor and
guided her to the bench. She perched on it as Daniel removed her boots and
stockings.
“That is not fair, sir, as I am here in my undergarments and you are still
fully clothed,” Vala protested as Daniel helped her stand again. She quickly
set actions to words and removed his jacket, cravat, and waistcoat. The shirt
was next to go, but Daniel refused her help with his shoes, socks and trousers.
Daniel soon rid them both of their remaining articles of cloathing. He laid her
gently out on the bed and began kissing her from the nape of her neck down her
side to the tops of her thigh. He moved his hand slowly across her abdomen and
down between her legs.
“The chappa'ai,” Daniel murmered as his hand ghosts across the sensative spot
between her legs.
“What was that, darling?” Vala inquired.
“It means 'doorway to heaven' and that is what you have there,” Daniel
explained as he kissed his way up her torso to plant a searing kiss on her
mouth as his hands kept busy.
Several hours later, Vala stirred from a contented doze. She kissed Daniel's
ear before whispering,”You're right. The 'doorway to heaven' indeed.”
** The End **
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