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Rating: M15+ Sex Scene

Hope you all enjoy this chapter, "Dreams in reality". Umm, would LOVE reviews, err, would really like to know if I'm getting better at writing sex scenes...would help, you know, see if I can make some improvements or something. Anyway, hope you enjoy.


Holy Crap. Did she?...my god she did. Jack was, for the second time in less than 5 minutes, impersonating a fish as his mouth opened and closed. His mind, not as agile, or as brilliant as hers, was scrambling to absorb what she had just said. Holy crap. She had proposed. Wasn't he supposed to propose to her? Staring into her eyes as fear began to overtake them, a certain wariness creeping over them as she dropped his hands suddenly.

"Forget I said anything." She whispered as she sat back down on the couch…on the other end, as far away from him as possible, her hands clasped tightly in her lap.

"Wait Sam…god, it's just…" Jack leant forward in his chair, his hands cradling his head as he groaned into them, "It's not that…you just shocked me is all."

"You're not ready…too fast…" Sam mumbled as she stared into the fire, refusing to meet his gaze.

"God no…it's just, I don't know, I guess I wanted to do this the old fashioned way. You know, the whole dating thing." Jack stumbled out, a flush creeping over his face as Sam turned to stare at him, her mouth forming a perfect 'o'.

"You don't think 12 years is long enough?" Sam finally asked as she shuffled a little closer to him on the couch, reaching out she gently touched the smooth skin on the back of his hand.

"I can be a grumpy bastard at times…I'm used to living alone, I'm an emotional wreck…I'm crap at relationships…"

"You think I don't know this Jack…I worked by your side for 8 years, through hell and back, literally!" Sam sighed as she tenderly moved her hand to rest on his cheek. "Jack, I know you. I know how you stir your coffee 8 times counter clockwise before you drink it. I know that you have 7 different pairs of Simpsons boxer shorts. I know that your favorite food is not beer as you would tell everyone, but is in fact Sushi." Sam paused as Jack turned to stare at her, a little shocked that she knew him so well.

"You know how many pairs of Simpsons boxers I have?" Jack asked, a smile creeping over his features as Sam flushed a little.

"Daniel and I used to make bets on what pair you would wear to work…" Sam replied sadly, a small smile creeping over her features.

"You did?" A smile playing at his lips as Sam giggled.

"Yeah, it was kinda 'our' thing before a mission…you never thought to ask why he always took his little black book into the change room?"

"To be honest…I just had it pegged down as one of those 'Daniel things'." Jack replied as he scooted closer to her, an arm wrapping around her waist as he snuggled his head onto her shoulder, "Oh, and the answer is yes."

"Huh?" Sam asked, her brows suddenly furrowed in confusion

"Yes, I will marry you." Jack spelled out carefully as comprehension dawned on Sam's face as she launched herself into his lap, brushing tender kisses across his lips and down his jawline.

"I love you so god-damned much Jack." Sam finally said as she leant her forehead against his, staring into his eyes.

"I know." He replied softly as his hands came to rest on her hips, playing with the elastic on her…correction, his, sweatpants, before they made up his mind for him and delved underneath, fluttering across the skin gently as he saw her eyes darken slightly.

"Jack…" Sam managed to get out as his lips gently trailed over her cheeks and down to nibble on her earlobe.

"mmm?" he mumbled as his tongue delicately traced around the inside of Sam's ear, sending shudders of delight down her spine.

"Bedroom…I don't think I could do another night on the floor…" She gasped out as Jack chuckled against her ear as he stood up, her legs automatically wrapping around his waist as he walked down the hall to his room, her fingers tracing patterns on the back of his neck as he kicked the door open impatiently and lowered them both to the bed.

As Jack stared down at the beauty before him, he counted his blessings, he was an over the hill, beat up old soldier, recently engaged to an incredibly beautiful woman, who was also a Major General in the United States Air Force, had a PhD in Astrophysics, and was the only person in the known galaxy who could understand 1) The Stargate system and 2) The Asgard upgrades. And she loved him. Wanted to marry him. Wanted to have his kids.

"Jack?" Sam broke through Jack's train of thought, as she gently tugged his shirt out his pants.

"Just thinking about how lucky I am." He responded as he leant down and brushed his lips, before trailing his lips down her neck as his hands inched under her top, dancing up her stomach and coming to rest at the swell of her breasts, gently kneading them as he latched onto the hardened peaks through her shirt, sucking them tightly into his mouth as a strangled cry escaped from her as she arched her back under him.

Leaning back, Jack gently removed his hands, smiling as Sam gave a slight whimper and pulled her shirt up and over her head, his breath hitching in is throat as he gazed down at her, still utterly amazed that this vision loved him. Reaching out with a slightly trembling hand, he drew it reverently down her stomach, her muscles rippling under his touch as he reached the hem of her pants, gently tugging them down her long legs and flinging them to the floor as Sam suddenly reached up, and flipped them around so that she was straddling his hips.

"And just how lucky are you?" Sam asked as she bent low, crushing a kiss into his mouth as he groaned against her, her tongue reaching out to gently stroke his lips before pushing through and delving deep into his mouth, her blue eyes staring deep into his as she explored, thrusting deeply in then out again in a very suggestive way as Jack's hips shifted, clearly indicating his discomfort with his growing erection still confined by his jeans. Grinning as she released his mouth, both gasping air into their lungs as she deftly unbuttoned his shirt, and pushed it open, revealing his tanned (how on earth did he keep it this tanned?) and muscular torso, covered with the smattering of hair that drove her wild.

"I'm the luckiest guy in the Universe." Oh god, had his voice really broken when he said that? Of course when Sam's mouth had kissed his chest before moving across to latch onto his own nipple, flicking her tongue across the tight nub before nipping at it gently, a little…excitement was expected. Giggling against his chest as she moved her attention downwards, her tongue swirling in his navel as he gasped. Her fingers, god those talented fingers were already working on freeing him from his jeans, and finally…finally, the only thing he was in was his boxers.

"Simpsons huh?" Sam asked, wiggling her eyebrows in a very suggestive way, giggling again as she read them.

"Yep." Jack replied, shifting his weight again.

"You know, one could learn things from these."

"mmmph?" Jack strangled out as her hand slipped beneath the elastic, bypassing his erection and went straight for his balls, cupping them, she gently rolled them in her hands.

"Well…one has permission to cover me." Jack groaned in response as Sam dragged his boxers down over his legs. Licking her lips suggestively she grinned as she drew her other hand up his length.

"And whilst you may not be my CO anymore, this certainly was one of your better ideas." Lowering her head she gently kissed the head of his penis, flicking her tongue over the head before opening her mouth and sucking him in as her tongue rolled around him, drawing him further in as he gently rasped a "No."

Releasing him, she looked up at him questioningly, "Sam, if you keep doing that this is going to be over very soon." He exclaimed as Sam let go his straining penis, straddling his thighs one hand gently reached down to help guide him into her, as he broached her opening she threw her head back, her back arching as she lowered herself fully onto him.

Holy buckets, was Jack's only thought as Sam braced herself on his thighs, soft moans escaping from her lips as she began to slide up and down him at an excruciatingly slow pace, drawing moans of pleasure from his own as well. Falling into rhythm, Jack gently began thrusting in time with her, as her rhythm faltered for a brief second Jack realized she was teetering on the edge, smiling wickedly through the haze of emotions he gently pushed a single finger through her dark blonde curls, immediately finding the place that shattered her into a million pieces.

Collapsing onto his chest as she shuddered around him, she could tell he was terribly close to orgasm himself, but was restraining himself. As the last of her tremors subsided Jack gently rolled them over, still embedded deep within her he helped wrap her legs high around his body as he gently began to thrust deeply, almost pulling all the way out before sliding back in heavily. It didn't take long for him to come, and aided by Sam rocking her hips against his he emptied himself, pouring everything he had into her as his head dropped to her shoulder, his hips still twitching against hers.

Gently pulling out of her, he scooped her into his body as he covered them with the thick blanket, smiling broadly as he swept a kiss across her shoulders, one arm wrapped protectively on her stomach as he felt the night close in, his last thought was off Sam. And the future they now had.

Dawn broke early, surprisingly early. Too early for Jack's liking. He had been having a particularly nice dream, and it was just getting to the good part. Groaning he shifted uncomfortably as he felt Sam's breathing rhythm change, indicating that she too was waking up.

Smiling, she lazily stretched as far as Jack's grip could allow. Which unfortunately made certain body parts of hers rub against certain body parts of his. Chuckling, she rolled over to face him, "Want to tell me something Jack?"

"It was like that when I woke up…I swear!" A grin gracing his face as they both dissolved into giggles.



A/N: And for those of you who are interested, Jack's shorts had this written on them

"I want to share something with you - the three sentences that will get you through life.
Number one, 'cover for me.'
Number two, 'oh, good idea, boss.'
Number three, 'it was like that when I got here.' "

Chapter 5 will hopefully be up tomorrow, and will be the final chapter. Then I can get back to writing Hidden Love Affair. Anyway please review as I would love to know what you thought of this chapter.