Notes: Now we're getting to the R stuff. Serious adult situations lie ahead, if m/f
coupling isn't your cup of tea I recommend waiting until chapter 5. Nothing really
graphic guys, but those with imagination should be able to figure out exactly what is
going on. Many thanks to Kath for pointing out some plot gaps and correcting my
many grammatical mistakes. ~d
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Chapter 3
Sam looked at her commanding officer, the man she had secretly loved for 3 years
and been allowed to openly love for 4 months and wondered how the hell they had
gotten themselves into this.
"We are waiting." Oghul stated in a calm voice.
"Right." Jack muttered looking around the sparsely furnished room. A very well
worn rug was beneath their feet but otherwise there wasn't much there. Besides the
throne and a dozen old guys that is.
"Just so I have this straight," Jack said stalling for time. "If we do this for you all four
of us will be free to go."
"That is correct." Khan Oghul said with a short nod.
"We will be allowed to walk unaccompanied all the way back to the Stargate?"
"Yes."
"And we only need to 'educate' you this one time?" Jack said trying not to sound
incredulous.
"Don't push it Jack." Sam said quietly nudging her commanding officer and lover.
She just wanted to get this over with and get everyone home safe and sound.
"Yes." The tone of Oghul's voice had changed; he was getting impatient.
"Right. OK then." Jack was at a loss. He knew what needed to happen now but
that feeling a guy needs to be all hot and heavy with a girl was SO not there.
Sam could see that Jack didn't know how to progress. Well actually, Sam had seen
Jack progress quite amendably in the past but this was an entirely different situation.
Sam turned to face the eager Khans.
"Do you have any clean blankets or bedding?" She asked in a strong voice. This
was actually the first time many of the elderly men had heard her voice and the
sound of it caused them all to talk animatedly amongst themselves.
"Geeze Sam. Maybe all you need to do it talk dirty and they'll let us go." This
elicited a small smile from Sam. Within minutes clean blankets were set down in
front of them. One of the lesser khans stared unabashedly at Sam and even
attempted to reach out and touch her.
"Watch it buddy." Jack growled knocking his hand away from Sam's breast.
"There shall be no more postponements." Oghul said with a flourish. "Begin at once
or we will shoot your friend again." With just a single look between them, Jack and
Sam began to undress.
Sam's initial burst of confidence had faded as she slowly took off her jacket and
began to unbutton her regulation shirt. Her fingers shook noticeably and after only a
few buttons she stopped.
"I don't think I can do this Jack." Sam whispered close to tears, her head hung low
in defeat.
"Yes you can Sam." Jack said taking a step closer. Gently he lifted up her chin until
he could see her eyes. "Just concentrate on me, ok? No matter what you hear or
what is going on around us, just focus on me."
"Another trick you learned in Iraq Sir?"
"Maybe." Jack shrugged. "But for the moment Colonel Jack O'Neill and Major
Samantha Carter aren't here ok? To enunciate his point Jack took off both his and
Sam's dog tags.
"No Jack." Sam said looking his squarely in the eye. "It IS Colonel Jack O'Neill and
Major Sam Carter that are here. Jack and Sam are only for home, ok?"
"Can we still leave the dog tags off? They always chaff my skin." Sam gave him a
weak smile.
"Stop talking!"
"All right already!" Jack yelled back unbuttoning his shirt and taking it off. Quickly
he made short work of his pants and shoes and looked up to see how far Sam had
gotten. Not very. Suddenly Jack remembered the bet. Despite the circumstances
he allowed himself a small smile.
"Hey Sam," Jack asked turning so he once again faced her. "did you remember our
bet today?"
"Oh god!" Sam said half laughing-half crying. "I did." The week before Sam had
lost a pool game bet and as a consequence, was told to wear the sexiest underwear
she owned on their next off-world mission. This mission. Sam was actually fairly
confident it would have been more difficult for Jack than herself. She had planned to
idly remind Jack of what she had on later that afternoon. Give him just enough of a
peak to make him squirm. Sam sighed- guess he'd see it now, eh?
"Did ya go with the white satin thing or the lacy black number?" Jack whispered into
her ear. He could feel Sam's smiling.
Jack closed the distance on what little space there was between them and finished
unbuttoning Sam's shirt. He slowly parted the sides of it to reveal a tight, sweat
stained tank top. Jack ran his thumbs slightly under the tank top and was rewarded
with a small Samantha shiver. Jack smiled. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.
"You are moving too slow!" One of the khans yelled at them. "We want to see the
woman naked!"
"No sense of romance." Jack whispered into her ear as he turned around to face
their "audience."
"Lesson number one guys- you can't rush these things." Well technically you COULD
but they didn't need to know this. "Anticipation is half the fun with 'mating'." Jack
said holding up his hands to emphasize the quotation marks. "Now you guys just sit
on back and be quiet ok?" Jack figured that as long as they were giving the show,
he should have a little control of the situation. To his astonishment, he did! The
khans quieted down.
"Nicely done Colonel!" Sam said with a small smile. While continuing to look Sam in
the eye, Jack loosened her belt and then slowly lowered her pants and helped her
out of them one long leg at a time. Sam's legs shook slightly and Jack tried
everything he could to help her relax. Relax! Right, as if that were really possible
given the circumstances. He ran his fingers up and down her amazing legs once
again marveling at how we was actually allowed to look at them. On a daily basis
even!
"Like the undies Sam." Jack whispered giving the thin black bikini string a small
snap. More "ahhs" could be heard from across the room.
"Have I ever told you how much I like how you look in these tank tops Major?" Jack
said reaching underneath the top and caressing her skin. Slowly he stroked the
sensitive areas around her stomach and gently kneaded his way upwards towards
her breasts.
"Maybe once or twice." Sam said with a small gasp that bordered on a moan. She
loved how Jack touched her. After several minutes of light caressing and gentle
kisses along her neck and face Jack removed the tank top and pulled Sam close.
Both of them were now clad only in their underwear. He kissed her deeply and was
rewarded when Sam responded with a deep kiss of her own. The peanut gallery
began jabbering once again in excitement.
"Ignore them." Jack whispered as he continued to kiss her and caress her back.
Sam in turn reached around and grabbed Jack's ass pulling him even closer to her.
Now it was Jack's turn to moan. He reached behind Sam's back and undid her bra.
And that's when everything abruptly changed. As soon as Sam's bra fell to the
ground the khans, as a single body, moved forward. From their vantage point they
could see very little of Sam's breasts but they knew what was there. And they
wanted to see more.
"Show us!" Oghul demanded.
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tbc. Soon. Really, really soon.
coupling isn't your cup of tea I recommend waiting until chapter 5. Nothing really
graphic guys, but those with imagination should be able to figure out exactly what is
going on. Many thanks to Kath for pointing out some plot gaps and correcting my
many grammatical mistakes. ~d
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 3
Sam looked at her commanding officer, the man she had secretly loved for 3 years
and been allowed to openly love for 4 months and wondered how the hell they had
gotten themselves into this.
"We are waiting." Oghul stated in a calm voice.
"Right." Jack muttered looking around the sparsely furnished room. A very well
worn rug was beneath their feet but otherwise there wasn't much there. Besides the
throne and a dozen old guys that is.
"Just so I have this straight," Jack said stalling for time. "If we do this for you all four
of us will be free to go."
"That is correct." Khan Oghul said with a short nod.
"We will be allowed to walk unaccompanied all the way back to the Stargate?"
"Yes."
"And we only need to 'educate' you this one time?" Jack said trying not to sound
incredulous.
"Don't push it Jack." Sam said quietly nudging her commanding officer and lover.
She just wanted to get this over with and get everyone home safe and sound.
"Yes." The tone of Oghul's voice had changed; he was getting impatient.
"Right. OK then." Jack was at a loss. He knew what needed to happen now but
that feeling a guy needs to be all hot and heavy with a girl was SO not there.
Sam could see that Jack didn't know how to progress. Well actually, Sam had seen
Jack progress quite amendably in the past but this was an entirely different situation.
Sam turned to face the eager Khans.
"Do you have any clean blankets or bedding?" She asked in a strong voice. This
was actually the first time many of the elderly men had heard her voice and the
sound of it caused them all to talk animatedly amongst themselves.
"Geeze Sam. Maybe all you need to do it talk dirty and they'll let us go." This
elicited a small smile from Sam. Within minutes clean blankets were set down in
front of them. One of the lesser khans stared unabashedly at Sam and even
attempted to reach out and touch her.
"Watch it buddy." Jack growled knocking his hand away from Sam's breast.
"There shall be no more postponements." Oghul said with a flourish. "Begin at once
or we will shoot your friend again." With just a single look between them, Jack and
Sam began to undress.
Sam's initial burst of confidence had faded as she slowly took off her jacket and
began to unbutton her regulation shirt. Her fingers shook noticeably and after only a
few buttons she stopped.
"I don't think I can do this Jack." Sam whispered close to tears, her head hung low
in defeat.
"Yes you can Sam." Jack said taking a step closer. Gently he lifted up her chin until
he could see her eyes. "Just concentrate on me, ok? No matter what you hear or
what is going on around us, just focus on me."
"Another trick you learned in Iraq Sir?"
"Maybe." Jack shrugged. "But for the moment Colonel Jack O'Neill and Major
Samantha Carter aren't here ok? To enunciate his point Jack took off both his and
Sam's dog tags.
"No Jack." Sam said looking his squarely in the eye. "It IS Colonel Jack O'Neill and
Major Sam Carter that are here. Jack and Sam are only for home, ok?"
"Can we still leave the dog tags off? They always chaff my skin." Sam gave him a
weak smile.
"Stop talking!"
"All right already!" Jack yelled back unbuttoning his shirt and taking it off. Quickly
he made short work of his pants and shoes and looked up to see how far Sam had
gotten. Not very. Suddenly Jack remembered the bet. Despite the circumstances
he allowed himself a small smile.
"Hey Sam," Jack asked turning so he once again faced her. "did you remember our
bet today?"
"Oh god!" Sam said half laughing-half crying. "I did." The week before Sam had
lost a pool game bet and as a consequence, was told to wear the sexiest underwear
she owned on their next off-world mission. This mission. Sam was actually fairly
confident it would have been more difficult for Jack than herself. She had planned to
idly remind Jack of what she had on later that afternoon. Give him just enough of a
peak to make him squirm. Sam sighed- guess he'd see it now, eh?
"Did ya go with the white satin thing or the lacy black number?" Jack whispered into
her ear. He could feel Sam's smiling.
Jack closed the distance on what little space there was between them and finished
unbuttoning Sam's shirt. He slowly parted the sides of it to reveal a tight, sweat
stained tank top. Jack ran his thumbs slightly under the tank top and was rewarded
with a small Samantha shiver. Jack smiled. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.
"You are moving too slow!" One of the khans yelled at them. "We want to see the
woman naked!"
"No sense of romance." Jack whispered into her ear as he turned around to face
their "audience."
"Lesson number one guys- you can't rush these things." Well technically you COULD
but they didn't need to know this. "Anticipation is half the fun with 'mating'." Jack
said holding up his hands to emphasize the quotation marks. "Now you guys just sit
on back and be quiet ok?" Jack figured that as long as they were giving the show,
he should have a little control of the situation. To his astonishment, he did! The
khans quieted down.
"Nicely done Colonel!" Sam said with a small smile. While continuing to look Sam in
the eye, Jack loosened her belt and then slowly lowered her pants and helped her
out of them one long leg at a time. Sam's legs shook slightly and Jack tried
everything he could to help her relax. Relax! Right, as if that were really possible
given the circumstances. He ran his fingers up and down her amazing legs once
again marveling at how we was actually allowed to look at them. On a daily basis
even!
"Like the undies Sam." Jack whispered giving the thin black bikini string a small
snap. More "ahhs" could be heard from across the room.
"Have I ever told you how much I like how you look in these tank tops Major?" Jack
said reaching underneath the top and caressing her skin. Slowly he stroked the
sensitive areas around her stomach and gently kneaded his way upwards towards
her breasts.
"Maybe once or twice." Sam said with a small gasp that bordered on a moan. She
loved how Jack touched her. After several minutes of light caressing and gentle
kisses along her neck and face Jack removed the tank top and pulled Sam close.
Both of them were now clad only in their underwear. He kissed her deeply and was
rewarded when Sam responded with a deep kiss of her own. The peanut gallery
began jabbering once again in excitement.
"Ignore them." Jack whispered as he continued to kiss her and caress her back.
Sam in turn reached around and grabbed Jack's ass pulling him even closer to her.
Now it was Jack's turn to moan. He reached behind Sam's back and undid her bra.
And that's when everything abruptly changed. As soon as Sam's bra fell to the
ground the khans, as a single body, moved forward. From their vantage point they
could see very little of Sam's breasts but they knew what was there. And they
wanted to see more.
"Show us!" Oghul demanded.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
tbc. Soon. Really, really soon.