The Lift
Sam walked into the commissary. She was frustrated with her newest project. Why wouldn't it work? With her mind on her work she bumped right into her CO. Jack's food spilled right over them both as well as the floor.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, sir. I should have looked where I was going." Sam said as she tried to wipe the gravy of Jack's fatigues. Jack grabbed her wrists to stop her from continuing.
"It's OK Sam." He whispered. She looked into his eyes, puzzled. Did he just use her first name?
"Sir?" she asked. He didn't answer. He just moved her away from what was left of his food and signalled a nearby SF to clean it up. Taking her out of the commissary, he stopped at the lift and pressed the button to ask it to come.
"Sir?" Sam asked again with more emotion. The lift came. The only occupant, Sergeant Walter Davis, exited it as two members of SG-1 entered it. They were completely alone. Jack pressed the button for Level 28 but after doing so he could resist it no longer. She turned to Sam who was still looking at him with a puzzled look in her eye. Jack grabbed her and pinned her against the wall. Sam's puzzled face turned to a one which was slightly scared. What was going on with the Colonel? Jack ripped her shirt and saw that some of his carrots had found themselves dislodged between her breasts. He bent down and licked them off. Sam's face became more relaxed. More questions appeared in her mind. Was this real? Was he really seducing her? The lift opened at Level 28 but Jack just tapped the button for Level 1 so that they would have more time together. More licking. Sam couldn't take it anymore.
"Sir, what are you doing?" No answer. "Sir, please stop!" Still no answer. More licking. "Jack!" The sound of his first name brought Cheyenne Mountain's 2IC out of his fantasy. His tongue retreated into his mouth and he realised what he had been doing. He straightened up and looked at her avoiding her gaze. Her black t-shirt was ripped beyond repair and her left breast was hanging out. Jack took off his green jacket and, after pulling her off the wall, wrapped it around her should to hide the exposed skin. Sam leant back on the lift wall as Jack stepped back to lean on the opposite wall. She could see that he was looking sheepish, as if he just wanted to forget what had happened.
"Jack?" Sam used his first name because of the intimacy of the last 5 minutes. The lift arrived at the surface but Jack just slapped his fist on the '28' button. He obviously didn't want to leave the lift or was it just the person he was with.
"Jack? Talk to me, please!" Sam was almost pleading to him to explain himself but he couldn't. How could his say how much he cared, how much he loved and for how long? Sam finally realised the meaning of his silence. His head was looking down at the floor as if there was something there which he couldn't tear his face from. Sam took a tentative step forward and, with her right hand, so as not to expose her breast, lifted his chin and stared into his beautiful brown eyes. He stared back into her brilliantly blue ones, trying to tell her, without words, his feelings. She got the message. Reaching up with her mouth, she planted her lips on to his. Returning the favour they stood locked in a kiss they wished would never end. After a few minutes they both needed air and broke apart. The lift arrived at Level 28. Sam kicked the '1' button and as the doors closed took his jacket off her again.