I do not own Stargate. A teensy tiny bit of sexual content.


He'd been looking at her, sitting up against the pillows while he laid flat on his back for five minutes now, so she knew it was coming. "You know what I love most about you?"

She didn't look up from her book. "Well, last week it was my clavicle, so this week, I'm guessing...earlobe?"

"Uh-uh. This hipbone, right here." He rolled to face her and trace the object in question lightly with his fingertips, running his hand between the top of her panties and the bottom of the tanktop that was her preferred summer sleepwear.

"Hmm. You said hipbone a few months ago. Is it making a comeback?"

"Nope. That time it was the other one. Now it's this one here. See? It's better, cause it has a freckle."

She rolled her eyes and gave up on her reading. "You know, as delighted as I am that you still appreciate my body - don't say it - after four years of marriage, is the answer to this question never going to be my mind? My skills? My wit?"

"Sorry." He sat up enough to be able to kiss her shoulder, still caressing his new favorite body part. "The mind and skills thing is too obvious. And the wit? I didn't really want to say anything, but..."

"Hey! Watch it, mister."

"You're the one still making Lord Yu jokes, which weren't even funny when he was alive."

She pouted briefly, then slid down in the bed so they were even. "Well, you know what I love most about you?" She reached out to stroke slowly down his chest, heading for what was without a doubt her favorite body part of his.

He was getting cocky - no pun intended. "My mind? My skills? My wit?" Each question was punctuated with pecks on her mouth, ending with a long deep kiss as she grasped him fully and started caressing him, up and down.

"Mm-mm." She shook her head, brushing noses with him as she went. His eyes were closed, and he was beginning to thrust lightly into her hand. "It's the way you always bring me a bowl of ice cream whenever I want it. Like now." With that, she released him, sat back up, and started reading again.

His eyes flew open. "Why you little..."

She smile widely. "See? I'm totally funny. Now get me my mint chocolate chip."


If you are a long-time Sam/Jack fanfic reader and this story rings a faint bell, it is because it was once posted on a site that I didn't even realize had gone away until recently, having stopped writing & reading fanfiction for a few years. But here I am again (as yahira, instead of yahaira as I was on Sam and Jack Always and Forever), and this story (if it rang a bell) was not stolen. Maybe someday I'll post the finished one that I still have (Catch and Release - I lost Mother's Day and Guinness, I guess) or even actually finish Best Friends.

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