Short Vignette about Paws by Mandarax

Rated M

Summary – Jack likes paws.

Disclaimer – Hey, you do this, and I'll stop writing. K?

Author's note – Inspried by real events… This was just for fun..


Jack pushed himself into a sitting position, staring down at the sight below him.

He was dazzled. Bewildered. Astounded. Awed. Enchanted.

Sam just smiled up at him.

"How did I never know about this?"

Sam shrugged.

His eyes shot away from hers and back to the spectacle. He stared.

He was fascinated. Enraptured. Bewitched. Enticed.

"Eight years, Sam. Eight years."

"Nine, actually."

"Nine?" the bewilderment reached his voice.

She nodded.

"Nine years. Sam. Nine years. How did I not know about this?"

She stretched her arms and folded them under her head, fingers laced, spiky blonde locks entwined in her fingers.

His eyes followed her movements. Not her arms, not her eyes, not her mouth, not her nose.

He followed her breast. The right breast. His eyes followed her right breast as she stretched.

Or rather, his eyes followed the three tiny little lion paws that he discovered when he removed her bra.

Oh! There was another one! Right there on the underside of her breast and it appeared when she stretched her arms over her head.

Four little lion paws on his second's right breast that he had never seen, and strangely, never heard of.

Nine freakin' years and he didn't know about this!

His trailed his eyes over the tiny paws, to her neck, to her lips, her nose, and finally her eyes.

"How long have you had it?"

"Got it when I was 26," she told him.

"I knew you when you were 26."

"Yeah," she gave him a cheeky grin, "You did."

"Nine years, Sam! You didn't say anything, not once! You have this," he pointed at her breast, "and you didn't say anything!" The look he gave her was one of a man left in the dark regarding something really important.

"Daniel and Teal'c haven't seen it either," she hoped it would calm his mind.

Jack's eyes narrowed and he growled. "They better not have."

She chuckled and the vibration made her breasts tremble and the little lion paws move.

He was entranced.

When the trembling stopped he pushed one finger against the inner side of her breast, opposite the paws, and watched them wiggle.

"It's like they're walking."

This time she didn't just chuckle, she laughed right out.

His gaze snapped to hers. With wide eyes and a quirky smile he cried "this is hot!"

With the most concentration she'd ever seen on Jack O'Neill, he placed one finger inside each traced lion paw. With a successful nod he looked at her, and then leaned down and kissed her.

The end