Written for comment_fic on livejournal
The prompt was for all-dialogue day, and the prompt was Carter/Stark, Jack's afternoon naps are really jag-off sessions
"Mmmmm.... Yeah, Allison, you like it like that don't you, heh, yeah do that again... oohhh.....yeah, Jo, of course you can join us, we don't mind..... oh YEAHHHHH that's it... no don't worry about Sarah she likes to watch... yeah right there, that's the spot Allison....""Really Carter? A threesome fantasy? Makes sense, though - it's exactly trite enough for you."
"Stark? What the hell?"
"Seriously, how long is this going to take Carter?"
"HEY! Where did the girls go? And why are you in my fantasy?"
"Obviously, that's a question only you can answer Carter. As you said, it's YOUR fantasy."
"Don't talk to me like I'm stupid, Stark!"
"Well, I wouldn't be if you didn't want me to. Your fantasy, remember."
"I know! I know, all right! Geez, you're not supposed to be here, Nathan. This is my special afternoon time. This is the only time I get to myself for ... this particular need."
"Well, I'm not exactly thrilled to be here either. I have more important things to do."
"You're a product of my imagination! Where exactly do you need to be?"
"Making imaginary discoveries, running a huge imaginary corporation, maintaining good contacts with the imaginary government. Honestly, it's impossible for a non-scientist to understand the basic workings of the imaginary universe."
"Even the imaginary you is an arrogant prick, huh?"
"Only if you like me this way. Because this is-"
"My fantasy. I know. I just have to figure out how to take control of my fantasy."
"Doubtful, Jack. What we call conscious thought and desire only determines a small proportion of the total neural - HEY! Where are my clothes?"
"That's better."
"Hey you can't - what? Where is this?"
"Your bedroom, Nathan."
"You think my bedroom has a red satin bedspread? Are you kidding me, Carter - mmmpphhhhh!!! MMMMPPPHHH!"
"Sorry, Stark, I should have mentioned. All my favorite fantasies involve ball gags."