Copyright © Anakin David 2003
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"... Brigadier General O'Neill, Lieutenant Colonel Carter, you both deserve the praise and recognition the Nation has just bestowed upon you." Major General George Hammond said, thus concluding the promotion ceremony. "I will now detail your new respective assignments. General O'Neill, in regards to your many sacrifices, and aware of your wish to retire soon due to your many years of service 'under the fire', the Joint Chiefs and the President of the United States thought you might take pleasure in training and commanding the brand new Space Force the Nations of Earth have decided to create, using the X-302 and upcoming fighters."
He paused, gauging O'Neill's reaction, but if the latter was happy or disappointed, nothing showed on his face or in his attitude.
Hammond cleared his throat before resuming.
"... You will therefore be the human link between the now public Stargate program and the military. The home base that has been decided for these squadrons is Schriever Air Force Base. You will train and manage several international teams of pilots, and I insist on the International side of it. You will also be given all latitude to find a capable Second In command, and future replacement, since you've made it quite clear that your retirement should occur rather soon. I must add that Major Davis, whom you already know, will assist you in the early stages of your mission there."
Once again, he paused, and turned towards Colonel Carter.
"Lieutenant Colonel Carter, as a Major, you took commandment of SG-1 in such a most remarkable way, not even the newest member of the team, Captain Cobburn, has complained about. You will then continue as the commanding officer of the unit, as well as being the Chief Scientific Officer. Now on a more personal note, I sincerely hope the two of you will be as happy with your new assignments as you were with the previous ones." He concluded, smiling broadly.
Jack O'Neill stood motionless for a short while, then stepped forward, saluting his superior officer, before turning towards Sam Carter, apparently still under the shock of the recent declarations from the general.
"With all due respect Sir, I guess I'll be happier..." was all the excuse Jack O'Neill could muster before gently framing Sam's face with his hands, and giving her the kiss of the century in front of the whole assembly of officers and SF's gathered in the gate room of the SGC for the occasion. A kiss she returned immediately, throwing her arms around his neck and hugging him tightly... And there stood two of the finest officers of the SGC, in full dress uniform, kissing like their very life depended on it, totally oblivious to the world.
General George Hammond smiled, looking alternatively to Teal'c and Daniel Jackson. The latter looked a bit embarrassed at such a display, seeming nonetheless pleased with the final outcome, and Teal'c's face bore a discreet smile which was enough of an indication that he was also pleased.
When the kiss ended, Sam looked Jack in the eyes.
"Take me fishing, Jack..." she murmured huskily.
He smiled broadly and hugged her, rocking her a little bit, as the shocked assembly finally cheered. Jack felt a large hand patting his shoulder and turned towards its owner, still smiling.
"I take it you like the new arrangements, Jack..." General Hammond asked with a twinkle in the eyes. "I forgot to mention that you both have two weeks downtime..."
"Thank you, Sir. We'll make good use of it..." he said, as he grabbed Sam's hand and started walking down the ramp.
He barely gave a glance to his two other friends before disappearing from the gate room, heading straight to the elevator, and not even bothering stopping by the locker room to change. They reached the first elevator and stepped inside. Once the doors were closed, Jack encircled Sam's waist caressed her cheek with the back of his free hand, and bent to give her a kiss, which she retaliated eagerly.
The doors opened much too soon, but as they stepped into the second elevator, they resumed their gentle exploration of each other's mouths. They eventually reached the surface and headed for their respective cars, holding hands in silent agreement.
They reached her car. Jack faced her and gave her a quick kiss.
"I'll pick you up in 30. We'll go to the airport and take the next flight to Minnesota... I don't want to drive all the way up, and the plane is definitely faster." He said a bit apologetically.
Sam smiled.
"I'll be expecting you, Jack... Don't be late!"
He smiled and gave her a tender kiss on the lips.
"Yasureyabetcha!" he murmured softly in her ear, making her shiver.
"If you go on doing stuff like that to me, General, I'm going to rip your dress uniform and have my way with you right now and here!" she replied with a sexy wink, causing him to chuckle.
She looked at him, caressing his face gently.
"I like it when you smile like that, Jack... Before you..." Her voice caught in her throat as she remembered the moment she thought she would never see him alive again. "I haven't seen you smile like that for far too long..."
"That's because aside of my job, I had nothing to smile about. Now I do..."
She beamed and kissed him.
"Come on, Sam... At this rate we'll never get to my cabin..."
"... Oh, and I so want to go fishing with you!"
"30 minutes?"
"30 minutes!"
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30 minutes later, his truck pulled up in front of her fence. He honked twice. She exited her house and hopped inside, smiling.
"I hope this fishing trip won't require too many clothes, I packed light." She said, waggling her eyebrows.
"Oh, clothes are so not an issue for that trip..." He answered with a waggle of his own.
She chuckled as he started the engine.
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The next morning, a rental 4x4 came to a stop in front of Jack's cabin. Jack exited, taking both their carry-on's, and swiftly climbed the few stairs up to the deck, before going to open the door, beckoning Sam inside.
She stepped into the main room, and looked around, taking in the simple but cozy atmosphere. Framed photographs were hung on the bare wooden walls, black and white for the most, but there were also several of -- whom she assumed was -- Charlie in color.
She was so absorbed in her observation, that she hadn't noticed Jack closing the door. She jumped when she felt his arms encircle her waist and his warm breath on her neck as he started nuzzling it. She turned in his arms and threw her arms around his neck. His lips moved to her jaw, then her mouth. The kiss deepened and he started to slip his hands underneath her jacket, making it fall in a pool on the floor. Taking his hint, she did the same to his leather jacket, and started unbuttoning his shirt, pulling it out of his trousers at the same time. Slowly, as they continued disrobing each other, he pulled her through the corridor to the master bedroom.
When they finally reached it, they were clad in their jeans and underwear.
He took a step backward and looked at her scarcely dressed figure, his eyes full of desire. She looked absolutely beautiful, her blonde hair tousled, her eyes deep blue as her dilated pupils betrayed her passion, her mouth full from their earlier kisses, and her chest heaving with her ragged breathing. Jack smiled.
"Has anybody ever told you how beautiful you are, Sam?" he said, stepping forward, his hands reaching for the waistband of her jeans.
"You just did..." she replied, mimicking his actions and making both his jeans and underwear fall down to his ankles.
He stepped out of them and quickly rid her from her last items of clothing. Not wasting another second, he gently pushed her to lie on the bed, and lay next to her, taking possession of her mouth.
His hands started a gentle and careful exploration of her body, and her reactions to his ministrations, reveling in the perfect swell of her breast, loving the goose-pimples his fingers caused alongside her rib cage, and the deep expanse of her chest as she took irregular breaths.
His mouth left hers then, and started an exploration of its own.
Sam's sighs and moans were his guide. He had repeated this scene in his mind over and over, during lonely nights when all he could think of to appease his mind, was her, and how he would worship her if she ever were to end up in his arms and bed. But reality was far better than any fantasy he could have had, because now she was actually there, in his arms willingly, and it was all right to have her in his arms.
He wanted to take things slowly, and kept to his promise, softly kneading the tender flesh of her breast while his lips fastened onto its counterpart. Sam squirmed beneath him, causing a sensual tremor in himself. He switched his attentions, and resumed his sweet torture on her senses.
Then his hand drifted lower, tracing idle circles on her belly, loving the firm texture of her abdominal muscles and lower abdomen, before hovering above the golden patch at the apex of her thighs, teasing her.
She thought she was going to die when his fingers reached even lower, stroking the inside of her thigh without touching her where she so wanted him to.
He felt her impatience and smiled. His body followed his hand, and before she had a chance to fully comprehend the situation, his breath was teasing her, closely followed by his tongue as he finally dipped his head to explore her most intimate secrets, his fingers not remaining idle either.
She was overwhelmed so quickly, she suddenly tensed, gasping his name when she felt the powerful wave crash within her, pulling her not down, but to planes she hadn't known existed until she experienced what this man was capable of, and clutching at the sheets, as he didn't stop his sensuous assault on her senses.
As she slowly came back to Earth, she felt his lips on her neck, and she realized his fingers hadn't stopped their delicious work, and were slowly but steadily bringing her back to her previous state of excitement.
She turned her head and brought her lips to his, kissing him with all the fervor she could muster, which had the desired effect, since his hand stopped what it was doing as he was totally disoriented by the force of her kiss. In a swift movement, she pushed him to lie on his back and started delicious torments of her own on his body.
She started with his chest, playing with the few hairs he had there, teasing him just like he had a few minutes ago.
He sighed deeply: years of bottled up feelings and need were finally being let out in the open, and he wanted to imprint those moments forever in his mind. He finally had Sam Carter in his arms, his beautiful, smart, and passionate Sam Carter. He couldn't even begin to express exactly how deep he felt for her, and what was even greater was that she actually returned his feelings.
Oh sure, they had had their few quirks and bumps on their shared road, Laira for him, and several flings for her, including the latest and most serious, Pete... But somehow they hung to each other, and never totally let go of the prospect of what they might be able to share out in the open one day, and what had taken root so deeply at the bottom of their hearts had always been present, no matter what.
Having sex with her was only the next step in their long and complicated relationship, and he didn't want it to be raw and crude. They were not having sex, they were making love, the most beautiful thing that could happen between two people. He was an item of these "two people", and Sam Carter was the second... Sam Carter... Sam, brilliant-minded, kind-hearted, blue-eyed, long-legged, shapely-breasted, slender-figured Carter...
Engrossed in his sweet musings, he hadn't realized Sam had reached that most sensitive area, and that her wonderful mouth was doing things to it that should be forbidden to do to a man who had observed a strict abstinence for 5 years.
He closed his eyes in concentration, not wanting things to go off hand -- so to speak -- so easily, and gently grabbed her shoulders, forcing her to stop what she was doing, and look him in the eyes.
"Sam, baby... Stop torturing an old man or this will be over way before I can satisfy you like I want to, for this very special time..." he murmured huskily.
"You already have, Jack." She replied with a dreamy look before kissing him.
He gave her a cocky smile.
"Oh believe me, baby... You ain't seen nothin' yet!" he waggled his eyebrows.
She chuckled heartily.
"Hmmm, you're pretty confident!... Be my guest, general!"
He smiled broadly before reversing their roles and resuming his previous ministrations. He eventually positioned himself above her, and took possession of her body and soul, very gently. He felt her tense, despite his cautious movements and was afraid one minute he might have hurt her, but his fears were short lived as he saw the look of utter satisfaction on her face, and he resumed his slow progression in her sweet recesses.
She arched her neck, closing her eyes when he finally stopped and started rocking against her, sheathing and unsheathing softly, as if she were a porcelain doll.
The display of her face and body language was enough for him to resolve on making her experience the best he could give her, and he firmly tried to still his building excitation. If it had been possible for him to go slower, then he would have, but then that would have meant some parts of his body would have ceased to be cooperative at some point, and he definitely didn't want that. To try and stimulate her sensations, he increased the depth of his sweet invasion instead of his pace, and it seemed to have the desired effect, since she bit her lips moaning his name softly.
Then all of a sudden, she opened her eyes and looked at him mischievously.
Understanding dawned upon him almost immediately as he felt her contract around him.
She was willingly contracting her muscles, which threatened to set him out of control for good.
He closed his eyes, fighting the reaction his too compliant body was entirely willing to give, and gasped.
"Sam!... Oh, God!"
She smiled crookedly.
"A little less sure of yourself, general?... Where's that Special Ops training of yours?"
"Lieutenant Colonel Samantha Carter, you're Evil! You know that!" he said as he resumed his movements more powerfully, cutting short any reply from her, and soon, he was rewarded by her arching her back and moaning his name repeatedly.
She could have felt limp when the powerful tide retreated, but instead, she felt a new energy course her veins. She stilled him and swiftly reversed their positions, taking the lead.
"My turn!" she shushed him huskily as he was about to protest.
All restraint threatened to come loose, but once again, he managed to keep it under control. He was amazed by his own response, considering all the time he had lived that darn celibate life, and the level of need he had for the woman now rocking expertly against him. He wondered if he had managed to give her that unique experience he had dreamt to give her, and if his rivals had seen what he had seen and felt what he had felt in her... All of a sudden, his blood was rushed into one single area of his body, and he couldn't think coherent thoughts for a moment as the surge of his orgasm swept through him and left him numb and utterly satiated.
She smiled, satisfied with herself, and slid next to him, resting her head on his rising and falling chest.
"Sam, you're incredible!" he groaned, incapable of saying more than these few words.
"What should I say, Jack! That was the most extraordinary lovemaking I ever experienced!"
He smiled cockily.
"I take it you're happy, then?" a flash of the old insecurity re-surfacing.
"Happy?... Boy, Jack, I was beginning to think sex for women meant mechanical pleasure and self-servicing men! You just erased that notion from my mind completely! I just re-discovered what making love really is, and believe it or not, I guess I had my first real orgasm with you...!" she laughed heartily, hugging him.
He was humbled by her confession.
"I'm glad I did this to you, Sam... You were pretty amazing too, you know..."
She snuggled even closer.
"I love you, Jack..."
His heart jumped at her confession and he tightened his embrace around her shoulders.
"Oh baby! I love you too!" he mumbled, kissing the top of her head.
She raised just enough to reach his mouth and they shared a deep kiss, before slowly letting a much welcome sleep overtake their exhausted bodies.
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