Tears of Aphrodite

By Rocza

Chapter 25

Sam watched the last rambling cart go through the Stargate to the new Cytheran homeworld. Jack and Teal'c had been helping they Cytherans muscle the large ox driven carts through the Stargate. Meanwhile, she and Daniel provided verbal support and coordination as the heavy loads were transferred through the Stargate. The Cytherans had willingly accepted their help, but this last load had proven to her that the locals were just humoring them. Once she realized that, she finally figured out that the Tok'ra were also humoring her.

Jack had joined them a week ago. Since his arrival, Sam had noticed that her emotions were firmly back under her control and her temper had evened out as a result. She still didn't like Anise, but she no longer felt the overwhelming urge to kill her. At least, not often...and it was controllable. Regardless, she was able to avoid the woman by avoiding the Zatarc tent. Anise didn't really need her help in screening the Cytherans anyway. Delek had taken her place in the Zatarc screening tent with no fuss.

Sam had taken to coordinating the cargo screening and transfer after her outburst at Anise. It had the added benefit of putting her closer to Jack. But as they had worked side by side with the Cytherans it had become apparent that the locals didn't really need their help.

Her father and Malek were handling the administrative side with Queen Aphrodite and H'rak, her First Prime. Eliminating her need to see or even think about the queen. Even now, she could still feel the well of rage surge up with the thought of working closely with the goa'uld.

Sam pushed her anger away and forced herself to focus on the issue at hand. Her father had called her in to assist in the planning stages of the transfer. That stage was well and truly past. So, why was she still on Cythera overseeing the movement of these people?

Jack had made it clear his first day back on Cythera that he was not there to take command of the mission. That his presence was incidental to their condition and nothing more. He had insisted that she continue with the mission as if he wasn't there. He also refused to participate in any of the decision making. After a week, she knew better than to ask his opinion on anything to do with the mission. She appreciated that he didn't want to interfere with her command, but sometimes she felt like she could use his advice. Like now…

The mission was to help the Tok'ra move the Cytherans. The Tok'ra no longer needed their help. But the Cytherans were still in the process of the move. Should they stay and see the move to the end, even if they were in the way more than helping? Should they wait until the Tok'ra told them they were no longer needed?

She snorted to herself. Yeah, like Dad will tell me to leave. We don't see enough of each other as it is.

She sighed deeply. "Why are we still here?" she asked Daniel absently.

Daniel turned to her with a questioning look, "Here as in...?"

Sam grinned as she turned to her teammate and friend, "Here as in still on Cythera."

Daniel frowned, "I don't understand."

"I don't either...Let's go home," she stated. Decision made, she turned and waved to Teal'c and Jack. "Pack your gear. We are heading out as soon as I can inform my dad."

Teal'c nodded and Jack just smiled as he headed to the tent that was serving as their quarters. Sam radioed her dad to meet them at the Stargate to say good-bye, before heading to the tent to collect her own gear.

--SG--SG--SG--SG--SG--SG--SG--SG--SG--SG--SG--SG--SG—SG

Their trip home was remarkably uneventful. They cleared medical with only a warning from Janet to keep her informed. They completed the briefing with Hammond with a short summary of the plan for the move. The general didn't even ask why they were back before the move was completed.

Now, showered, changed, and free of the mountain, Sam felt at a loss. She had made it all the way to her car before it struck. She didn't really want to go to her house. She wanted to go home with Jack, but was too afraid that she would be imposing. After all, they had been stuck off-world for a week together. He might want some space. Hell, she SHOULD want some space. So, why was she fighting the urge to drive to his house and see if he was doing anything this evening?

A sharp knock on her widow startled her out of her thoughts. Sam turned to see Jack standing next to her car and she smiled automatically.

"Hey, Sam…" he said awkwardly. "I…uh…was wondering if you'd…ah…like to come to dinner…with me…yeah…"

Sam grinned, "I'd love to go on a date with you, Jack. Do you want me to follow you? Or would you prefer if we dropped my car home first?" she asked, still grinning at his shocked expression.

Jack seemed to recover quickly. "Car first, then food. I'll follow you," he replied, his confident grin back firmly in place.

Dinner was a quiet affair at one of the local restaurants. They talked about anything and everything. After dinner and as he dropped her at her house, Sam invited Jack inside for coffee. He hesitated for only a second before joining her. He wandered the living room, examining her shelves as she made the coffee.

"Ya know," he started when she brought him a mug, "I think this is the first time I've really looked around in here."

"Yeah?" she asked, "Why not?"

"Well, with Daniel and Teal'c right here, it seemed a bit crass to just ignore them in favor of snooping. Not to mention that as your CO I shouldn't want to snoop…" he grinned at her. "So…can I snoop?" he asked in his best little boy voice.

Sam laughed, "Snoop away. But I reserve the right to equal snoopage."

"You mean you haven't already snooped?" he asked in mock surprise.

Sam blushed, "Well…let's just say that I didn't get to look as long as I wanted…Daniel has the worst timing."

"That he does," Jack replied as he took a seat on the couch. "So…"

Sam smiled, "yeah…here we are…at home. So, what do we do now?"

Jack winced, "Well, I know what I want…but no idea how to get it without screwing up."

"Really? What do you want?" Sam asked evenly, hope shining in her eyes.

Jack took a deep breath and his gaze fixed on his coffee, "You…in my life…in any way I can have you."

Sam couldn't stop grinning, "And if I said that I wanted that in writing…legal and we seal the deal with jewelry?"

"Jewelry?" he asked confused. He finally looked up at her.

"Yeah, because if you try to back out of this, I want AT LEAST half your stuff," she said, with humor twinkling in her eyes. "So, what do you say Jack? Marry me?"

"What?...But…" Jack stuttered. "Really?"

Sam nodded still holding in her laugh, "Yeah."

"You're sure?" he asked again, still not quite believing her.

"JACK!" she warned.

"Alright…just checking. Um…aren't you supposed to have a ring and get down on one knee and all that?" he teased, finally letting his own smile play on his lips.

Sam finally let her laugh out, "Only if you want to play the part of the 'fair lady.'"

"Um…that would be a definite 'no.'" Jack back tracked firmly. "So…when would we…" he trailed off.

Sam grinned again, "Are you free this weekend?"

"Yes, but isn't this moving just a bit fast? I mean…we haven't even finished our first date," Jack stated.

Sam's smile changed from tender to hungry, "I've waited for years. We can't possibly move fast enough. Light speed is too slow. I want you to be mine and I want the world…the universe to know it." She fixed a fierce gaze on him and growled, "So the next time some alien tramp tries to lay a hand on you, I won't have to wait to kick her ass."

Jack swallowed, suddenly overwhelmed by the heat in her voice, "Saturday is good for me. What kind of cake?"

Sam leaned over, her face just inches from Jack's. She licked her lips, but still didn't close the distance, "So…yes?"

"Yes," he replied with a smirk.

"Good," she replied before she kissed him slowly and deeply. She finally pulled away for air and panted in his ear, "Double Fudge Chocolate…"

She moved slowly, standing up and pulling him with her. She ran her hands up the back of his shirt and pulled him into another kiss as she backed towards the hallway. Jack moaned softly into her mouth as she explored with her teeth and tongue.

"…chocolate…butter-cream…frosting…" she continued in between carefully placed kisses on his chin and neck as she led him to her bedroom. She finally stopped when the bed bumped the back of her legs. "…with Homer and Marge topping it off," she finished as she pulled him down on top her.

Jack pulled away from kissing her exposed neck long enough to shed his shirt. "You sure have planned it all out…" he observed, as he quickly shed his shoes and pants.

Sam shed her clothing just a quickly, pausing only long enough to give his naked body an appreciative glance. She settled him back down on top of her and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. "Years, Jack…Years of daydreams and fantasies." She smirked, "And I can't wait to try them all out on you…"

Jack moaned into her neck. He was hard and firm against her thigh. "You're going to be the death of me…" he said lustily in her ear as he nibbled on her neck.

"You complaining?" she said reaching for his nipple ring and giving it a tweak.

Jack moaned again at her touch, "No, Ma'am. Just making an observation."

Sam chuckled low and continued in a sultry voice, "Then observe how wet I am for you…"

"As you wish," he said as he kissed his way down her body, spending only a moment to suck on one of her nipples. His teeth gently pulled on the ring before continuing down her belly to her clit.

He gently tasted her sex and growled low in appreciation of her sweet taste. He licked and nipped the entire area before tonguing her deeply. Sam moaned in response and threaded her fingers through his hair holding him firmly in place as he slowly fucked her with his tongue, lapping up every drop of her arousal. Then he turned his attention to her clit and its enticing ring. He tugged on the ring with his teeth before his tongue attacked her clit, playing with the ring like a cat with a toy, batting it back and forth.

She was panting heavily under his tender care, moaning and writhing in response to the touch of his mouth and tongue. "Please…" she panted, unable to form more than one coherent word. Her hands tugging him up, wanting more of him. Needing him NOW!

Jack responded by biting her clit one last time before settling over her once more and pushing his hard cock into her hot sex. He paused and let the sensation of her hot, wet center envelope him. It was almost too much. He looked down and found her face open and flushed with need. Her eyes sought his and widened as she registered the love and need in his own.

Sam wrapped her legs around his waist and let her hand rove up and down his chest as he started to move. She found all his sensitive spots within reach and teased them with her fingernails. She pulled him down and fed on his mouth as he slowly fucked her. She wanted all of him. In her and on her. She needed to be surrounded by him.

She pulled him down low enough to suck on his nipple ring, pulling and kissing the small ring as he moved in her. He felt so good. He tasted so good. She felt everything and wanted it all. Then she was there and the wave of pleasure crested around her and she cried out in happiness and mindless with feeling.

Jack wanted to last all night, but the sight of her moaning and moving under him was too much. When she came screaming on his cock, he couldn't hold back. She pulled in over the edge and into oblivion.

Panting as she tried to catch her breath, she grinned when Jack finally moaned and rolled over. "Still alive?" she asked.

He chuckled, "I don't know. Get back to me later."

She laughed and cuddled up next to him more content then she dreamed she could be.

TBC