By: Whisper
CATEGORY: First Time, PWP
WARNINGS: Sexual Situations, Threesome
Half asleep, Jack shivered and turned over in bed, reaching a hand out to feel for his blanket. Coming up empty-handed, he sat up with a yawn, then scowled at the raven-haired figure curled up on the opposite side of the bed. She’d stolen his blanket. Shit, no wonder he was cold.
Jack had never thought he’d be living in what, these days, they called an alternative lifestyle. Not at his age, Hell, truth be told, this arrangement he had going with Daniel went beyond alternative, and sometimes he wondered if he had made a mistake. But then he thought of Daniel, naked and willing in his bed, and he remembered why this was a good thing. Besides, Daniel had said it was, and if he believed in anything, Jack believed in Daniel.
This sharing business wasn’t all that hard, and really,
mostly, Jack had an easy time forgetting Vala even existed. Easy, except for
times like today. He’d taken a few days off from his job in D.C. and gone to
When Daniel got home, he’d found them bickering about who would sleep in the guest room. The argument had continued through dinner, and Jack had tried to get Daniel on his side, because this was, after all, supposed to be a surprise for him. But Daniel, coward that he was, had begged off, and refused to get into the argument. He’d told them they could sleep on the floor for all he cared, and that he had a lot of work he still needed to do, so if they couldn’t come to an agreement, he was just going to go back to the mountain and spend the night there. Vala had jumped at the chance to join him, until Daniel had pointed out that Landry didn’t want to see her back on base until next week; something to do about visiting VIPs. If she wasn’t off world, Landry had wanted her elsewhere.
Neither of them had relented, even after Daniel had left them to clean up while he went back to work in the den. So there Jack sat, shivering in Daniel’s bed, because Vala, intergalactic thief that she was, had stolen his blankets. He supposed he ought to be grateful she hadn’t stolen his pillow while she was at it. He’d even go so far as to admit he was grateful she hadn’t stolen Daniel from him either. Not that he’d ever really had Daniel first, not in that way. Not that he’d ever even thought about it, until the day Daniel had called him to tell him about Vala moving in with him; about how he’d thought this might, maybe, be a good thing.
Jack had never really understood why he’d started shouting into the receiver, or why he was halfway to the airport soon after Daniel had hung up on him. He remembered making arrangements for emergency leave on his cell phone, making up some stupid excuse about needing to go and see Landry about a report. Two airports, one rental car agency, and several hours later, he’d found himself knocking on the front door of Daniel’s house, wrapped up in a cold fury. When Daniel had opened the door, he’d pushed past him, shrugged out of his coat, and headed towards the kitchen, looking for a drink. And then he’d seen that woman there, wearing her hair in those ridiculous pigtails, standing elbow-deep in dirty dishes, and Jack had felt the anger drain out of him. A picture of domestic bliss had flashed into his head, and he’d known this was something Daniel needed, hell, something he’d probably been looking for ever since Sha’re’s death.
Vala had turned to face him, eyes widened slightly in surprise, but she’d met his stare, and she hadn’t flinched as he helped himself to a bottle of rum. Daniel had stepped up to her, handed her a towel, and put his arm over her shoulder, and Jack had felt his anger coming back, directed now at the possessive little fuck. That damn former snake-head didn’t need protection from anybody; she could take care of herself. He’d taken a swig straight from the bottle, and stared at her as she’d tilted her head and whispered something to Daniel, then poked him in the side with her elbow when Daniel shook his head in denial. She’d straightened, never once looking away from Jack, until she’d given him a slight nod, slipped out from under Daniel’s arm and walked out of the kitchen. The little bastard had just stared after her, mouth hanging open, and Jack had taken another swig, not sure what he was going to say now that he was there.
“She says you’re in love with me.”
Jack remembered laughing at that, and that Daniel had lunged at him and grabbed him by his jacket. He remembered the bottle slipping out of his hands as Daniel pushed him up against the wall.
“Well?” Daniel had demanded.
Jack had opened his mouth to deny it, to tell Daniel how stupid it was; that the woman was just trying to make trouble, when it had hit him. Like a door opening before him, he’d finally understood where his anger had come from; he was fucking jealous. He couldn’t stand the thought of anybody claiming Daniel as their own. He hadn’t cared who Daniel fucked; as long as it wasn’t anything serious, he was okay with it. But this? This had the makings of permanence, of family and it had made him sick thinking about it. Daniel was his, dammit, his family, and nobody was going to take that away from him.
As first kisses went, Jack supposed it could have been better. And it did. Get better. Way better.
Jack sighed softly, lost in the memory of their first time
in the kitchen. When his dick started to remember, he broke out of his reverie
long enough to glance at the clock. It was
“Do you suppose he’s still working? Or perhaps he thought if he left us alone long enough, we’d just get tired, and have sex with each other?” Vala asked, her voice thick with sleep.
“Hah, as if that’s likely to ever happen.”
“Oh, methinks thou doth protest too much,” she said with a chuckle as she uncurled from beneath the blankets and turned to look at him.
He scowled at her and stood, heat rising to his cheeks as he followed her gaze to where she was staring; the fly on his boxers was hanging open and he was hard. He quickly reached down to cover himself as he headed towards the door. A small hand on his stopped him as he reached out for the handle. Damn, but she was quick.
“Hey, wait a minute,” she said. “I’ve been waiting all day for this. He can always bottom for you after.”
Jack pulled his hand away as if it had been burned, and he turned to look at her, standing at his full height, and tried to stare her down. Not that it had ever worked before, but he’d be damned if he didn’t try. What the hell was wrong with the woman anyway? She was talking about what he and Daniel had as if it was nothing more than sex. Okay, sure, that was on his mind right now, but still. It was the principal of the thing. “You ought to have a little more respect for people,” he said coolly.
“What? What did I say?” she asked innocently. She looked him straight in the eyes, got a thoughtful expression on her face, and Jack knew he was in trouble.
“Oh, so that’s how it is in this relationship.” She waggled
the fingers of one hand at him. “I suppose it shouldn’t surprise me. I’ve been
part of the odd secret
Jack shivered, and it had nothing to do with the cold, when she ran a hand up his arm, lightly touching his skin. God, he could smell her from here, and she smelled really good.
“Look, what Daniel and I do in our bedroom has nothing to do with you,” Jack said, refusing to rise to the bait, and refusing to move his arm, and refusing to think about how his dick twitched in his shorts. Yes, she knew he was horny, there was no way to hide or deny it, but he wasn’t going to let her get the upper hand in this. It wasn’t any of her business.
“Do me a favor, Jack,” she began as she let him go and padded back towards the bed. She pulled the shirt she was wearing up over her head in one smooth motion, then slid her panties down her legs. She turned to face him, and Jack had no idea why he didn’t turn right around and walk out the room just then. There was a sleepy Daniel just waiting to be fucked, and by all that’s holy, Jack was going to get to him first. Apparently his dick had other ideas, because before he knew it, he found himself staring at her; long hair draped over one shoulder that did very little to cover the curves of her breasts, and – his gaze moved downwards, settled on the patch of fuzz at her crotch, and he forgot to breathe. She’d shaved it to look like a fucking lightening bolt.
“I’ll show you mine, if you show me yours,” she said, and grinned cheekily at him.
God damn, but he’d forgotten how hard a beautiful woman could make him. Jack coughed, trying to regain some control. He thought of Daniel, and Daniel’s dick, and how Daniel looked when he came, and with those images firmly in mind, he found his voice.
“Uh, no. I’m with Daniel.”
“Darling, we’re both with Daniel. We even slept in the same bed tonight.”
“Key word there, slept,” Jack said, and fought back the urge to wipe the smug grin off her face. The woman was insufferable! He tugged at his shorts and kept his hands cupped firmly in front of him. He had a raging hard-on now, and the more she talked, the worse it got. He had the inane feeling his dick was trying to tell him something: “Pussy, pussy, here, pussy cat,” and he found it hard to lift his eyes from Vala’s crotch.
“And what if Daniel had come to bed tonight, hmm? What would you have done then?” she asked as she stepped towards him, standing a bit too close for comfort. He took a step away from her, but found himself with his back against the door, trapped, and she moved in close.
“Would you have touched him while I was there? Kissed him? Fucked him?”
“Would you?” Jack asked, scowling and trying to find a place for his hands, even as she pressed her nude body against his. Why the hell hadn’t Daniel walked into the room by now? He knew they’d both made enough noise to let him know they were awake, and his mind’s eye flashed an image of Daniel riding his dick while Vala sucked him off. Traitorous bastards, the three of them; as Vala rubbed herself against him, his dick filled even more, and Daniel stayed away.
“Of course!” She laughed softly. “Why waste a perfect opportunity? Tell you what. We should both go fetch our archeologist, and you can have the bottom half, and I get the top half. Then tomorrow night, we can switch.”
Jack felt his chest tighten as her hand migrated to caress his crotch.
“Tonight,” she whispered as she leaned in closer to him. “Tonight, you can go down on him. Do you do that?”
Jack shuddered, and he leaned towards her, closing his eyes she worked her way into his shorts, and her hand closed around his dick. He reached out and rested his hand on her shoulder briefly, then traveled down the smooth skin of her arm. Unsure of why he was doing this, he brushed his lips against her cheek, knowing only that it felt too good to stop. He buried his face in her long hair and took a deep breath, knowing Daniel had this, every night, probably, whenever they weren’t together.
“He loves it when I do that,” he said as he brushed his lips against hers and thought about how Daniel would take her, shut her up by making her scream as he fucked her.
“Does he beg for it?” she asked as she pressed herself against him, letting her hands run across his back. She looked up at him with half-lidded eyes and ran her tongue across his lips, not waiting for him to answer before she plunged into a kiss.
Jack groaned in response and deepened the kiss, fondling her breasts with one hand while the other wandered down to between her legs. He was hot and hard and his fingers found her wet and willing. He lifted her up by the waist and was halfway towards the bed before he realized what he was doing.
He let her go and watched as she slipped onto the bed, legs opening in invitation. Jack wavered, thoughts of fucking Daniel in his mind. It was what he wanted, what he’d planned for tonight, but then thoughts of Daniel fucking Vala flittered through his head, and he found himself lowering on top of her. He wanted to know, wanted to be where Daniel had been, a place where Jack was no longer being left behind.
“Of course,” he answered as he kissed her again and settled himself between her legs. “I’m just…” He paused, teasingly, then dropped a kiss on one breast, swirling his tongue around her nipple, then sucking, knowing Daniel had been there. He fondled her other breast as he did it, squeezing her nipple much as he would have Daniel’s. He smiled when she gasped, then continued downward, pleased he hadn’t lost his touch.
“That,” he continued, as he kissed her bellybutton and moved further down.
“Good,” he finished, as he nestled his face between her legs and enjoyed the taste of her. He was rewarded with a gasp of pleasure from Vala as he sucked on her clit, then he buried his tongue deep inside her, imagining he could taste Daniel on her.
“Oh, God!” Vala cried out in pleasure as she arched her back and gripped Jack’s hair tightly with both hands. Jack grinned as he continued to probe Vala with his tongue, fucking her with his fingers. He knew there was no way in hell Daniel hadn’t heard her now. He lifted himself up, and was startled when Vala wrapped her legs around him, and, in one smooth motion, managed to get him on his back and her on top of him. Her hair was wild, as were her eyes, and she smiled down at him.
“You are a man of your words,” she said as she yanked his shorts down over his hips, and, in the same motion, settled on his dick. Jack couldn’t help the grunt that escaped his lips as he felt her slide down on him. She was warm and tight, and he knew why Daniel wanted this, too. He settled his hands on either side of her waist as she rode him.
He heard the door handle jiggle and Jack felt his balls tighten. Light spilled into the room from the hallway, and he let out a low groan as his orgasm ripped through him. Vala rocked against him, moaning softly as she, too, reached climax. Spent, she collapsed on top of him, and he found himself wrapping his arms around her, her hair tickling his nose.
He breathed in deeply, and was pressing a kiss to her head when he felt the bed dip. Damn, that was good. This was good. She was good. She was somebody Daniel loved, and that was a good thing. He could learn. He wrapped his arms around her, and let his eyes drift closed. A familiar touch at his brow, and a slight nudge on his shoulder a moment later, had him smiling softly.
“Jack?”
Jack felt himself slip out of Vala as she shifted and moved to rest at his side, her head pillowed on his shoulder, one arm draped across his belly.
“Mmm…tired, Daniel,” was all Jack could muster as he felt himself drifting to sleep. It would serve the little stinker right for making him, making them, wait so long before coming to bed.
“Vala? That was…” Jack heard Daniel’s breath catch as he felt Daniel’s hands caress his chest, then move across him to touch Vala. “You both were incredible.”
“Darling, it’s late,” Vala said with a yawn as she settled down.
“But-”
Jack wasn’t sure, but he could have sworn he noted a bit of a whine in Daniel’s voice, and that, more than anything else, woke him up. He never could resist it when Daniel sounded like that. Jack reached for Daniel, ran a hand across his bare chest, and pulled him down for a lazy kiss. Vala’s hand snaked across him to pull Daniel between them, and he shifted to make room. Vala kissed Daniel, and Jack smiled when he remembered…bottom half was his tonight. Sweet.
He watched them for a moment more, Daniel caressing Vala’s back with his hand. Jack matched the motion as he caressed the inside of Daniel’s thighs until he spread his legs open. He slid down; dropping kisses on Daniel’s chest and belly, much as he’d done with Vala, until he settled between Daniel’s legs. Slowly he began to lick the thick shaft, worked his way up and teased the tiny slit at the tip with his tongue, then sucked lightly on the swollen head. He grinned as Daniel moaned into Vala’s mouth, and realized he wasn’t cold anymore.
** The End **
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