By: Rysler
CATEGORY: PWP
WARNINGS: Sexual Situations
AUTHOR’S NOTES: Happy birthday, sassymouth. I’m lucky to have you in my life.
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“How long has it been, Daniel?” Vala was walking toward him with a smirk on her face he’d seen before, asking a question he’d heard from her a dozen times. They were off-world together, looking for some contact of Teal’c’s who held, of course, the mysteries of the universe. If anyone could find treasure, it was Vala. Always before, he’d been able to deflect her questions with work, or another team member, or a world-threatening crisis, but now Vala had him cornered and alone.
He couldn’t very well take out his gun and shoot her, at least not yet. So he said, “Not as long as you’d think.”
“Oh, Daniel,” she said, chiding. “You’re such a beautiful, strong, strapping—”
“Vala.”
She reached up and tapped the bridge of his glasses. He wrinkled his nose and pulled away. “You’re much more of an ordinary man than you think. You can’t be so good all the time.”
Daniel thought of Oma Desala. “And you’re smarter than you look. Try convincing anyone of that.”
“I’ve convinced you, haven’t I?”
“I don’t know. If I were you, I’d get as far away from Stargate Command as possible.”
“And if you were you?” She tilted her head. “Or you were Teal’c? It’s not about where we are, Daniel. It’s about what we’re doing.” She sounded bored, as if she were informing him of something he knew already, something he should have known since kindergarten and had temporarily forgotten.
“So?”
“Let me guess at these other women you’ve had. Off-worlders? Smitten by the boy king come to raise them from their misery. Or the little scientists that follow you around, hoping for kernels of your wisdom?”
“Vala.”
She persisted. “Just for once, don’t you want someone to desire you for something other than your brain? Don’t you worry that they’re just in awe of your brilliance, and not you? I don’t give a…” Vala struggled for the right idiom, “Good God dumb about anything other than your body.” She slid her hands up his chest and cupped his neck.
Daniel didn’t shrug her off, but said, “Do you think I feel the same way about your body? I only want you to go away.”
“I have the greatest body you’ve ever seen. And I won’t go away,” she said.
Daniel sighed. “No matter how nicely I ask.”
Her grip around his neck tightened as she arched against him. “I don’t want you to ask nicely. I want you to tell me you don’t want me. I’m sure if any man was the first to do it, it would be you.”
Daniel, provoked by her nearness and her baiting, lifted his chin to look over her shoulder, but one of her hands slid down his chest, lightly grazing his nipple through his clothes, and he had to wait for his breath to return before saying, “So I’m just an ordinary guy.”
“And I am an extraordinary woman.” She laughed, exactly the sound he thought she’d make, and it comforted him, even as her hand slid lower, stimulating his nerves, making his abdomen tense and his vision swim.
Daniel reached for her hands and pulled them to his chest, trapping her. “I think it’s more than my body. I think I’m the one person in this whole universe you’ve found who won’t stab you in the back. You’re confusing lust and trust.”
“I wouldn’t know the difference,” she said, and though he knew she was still playing him, something broke inside his chest and he let go of her wrists, wrapping his arms around her shoulders to pull her close.
She pressed her face into his shoulder and exhaled. He thought he felt her tremble, but when she lifted her face, she merely said, “It’s your body I want. And you smell astonishingly good for a man with no discernible hygiene.”
Daniel smiled in spite of himself, and when she drew his head towards hers, he kissed her. Her tongue danced between his lips, finding his, tempting him back into her mouth, where he was caught. Her hand slid down his thigh. She suckled on his tongue and then released him, pulling back from the kiss to smirk at him. “I knew it.”
“You are as smart as you look.”
“Why, Daniel, I think that’s a compliment.” She stepped back, taking his hands and leading him further away from the path they were on, and over a slope that led to a clearing sheltered from the road where they were to meet Teal’c’s friend.
Daniel looked around the field. A tree or two provided shade, and at least the ground was dry, but it wasn’t an accommodating environment. The air was chilly, despite the sunlight. Vala caught his expression. “I’ve had worse,” she said, and shrugged. He froze, his mind playing images of what Vala might have gone through, with other men, on other planets. Vala smirked. “I mean, worse than you.”
“I am filled with confidence,” he said.
“Fill me with something else.”
“Vala,” he said reproachfully, and when she laughed at him, he’d become so accustomed to the sound that he saw her as Vala, his partner, not just some strange alien pirate, not anymore. He trusted her, he realized, despite all logic and sensibility.
She pulled her shirt off, tugging her sports bra with it, and he found his gaze drawn to her breasts. They were full and swaying lightly, pale in the sunlight. She folded her arms over them. “Your turn.”
Daniel stepped closer to her and began unbuttoning his jacket. “This isn’t exactly how I pictured it.”
“Let me guess. Romance and candles and marriage and babies. If we’d waited for you, it would have been years. Walk on the wild side, Daniel.”
“The wild side,” Daniel said, as he dropped his jacket and shirt on the ground. “That’s how people get herpes.”
“Ancient birds that peck out the souls of men? I’m flattered.”
“That’s harp—” Daniel shook his head. “That’s definitely you.”
Vala hooked her fingers in the waistband of his pants. “My prey.”
“My sin,” Daniel said, letting her yank him closer. He slid his hands around her shoulders, felt the muscles of her back, traced her spine, found a spot that made her arch under his caress. He felt her breasts against his bare chest. Her softness pressed against him, her sharp teeth were on his ear.
She whispered, so that her breath blew the side of his face, “I don’t know the meaning of the word.” She cupped his crotch, squeezed gently once, and then her hands left him so she could unfasten her pants. He guided her backward, helping her down until she was sitting on the ground, so he could help pull her pants off her legs. Bare and slender, her legs were longer than he remembered.
He impatiently opened his own pants, but didn’t pull out his cock. He felt it pushing against his boxers, burning his thigh, as he took Vala into his arms. She was still laughing, releasing him with the noise. He stopped thinking about the mission and about his guilt and about himself entirely and gave himself instead to Vala’s desire. The trust came more easily than he expected in the moment. As her nails caressed his scalp and her teeth bit into his lip, he felt like he knew her.
“Harpies,” she whispered against his mouth, and he groaned. Her hand found his cock, freed it from confinement, and guided it. He buried himself in her, surprised at how she squeezed him, drawing him more deeply. She fell back into the grass. Daniel moved over her, thrusting, looking down into her face. Her expression was etched with tension and lust. When she met his eyes, she moaned and arched to meet his thighs. “Daniel.”
He reached between their bodies, his hand pinned as they slid together, and touched her, right above where his cock penetrated. She groaned and pushed against his shoulder. When he lifted up, still rocking, far enough for her hand to join his, she guided his fingers against her. “Daniel,” she cried again, and he felt her tighten on him, watched her close her eyes as she came.
She was coming for him, because of him, and he gasped, thrusting and erupting into her. His spurt shook his whole body. She pulled him down, quelling his shaking, and he rested heavily, panting. She blew against his ear before saying, “Well, it was a little fast, and there’s a rock against my shoulder blade, but was it good for you, Daniel?”
He laughed.
Vala grinned. He felt her lips curve against his neck. “I knew there was joy inside of you, somewhere.”
** The End **
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