The Christmas Gift - Part 7
The flight home wasn't as bad for Daniel, and Jack guessed that was because throughout the trip they'd held hands, surreptitiously under Daniel's jacket that laid across his lap and partly across Jack's. Even the heavens were good to Daniel, and there was very little turbulence to cause the young man to grip Jack's hand in a deathlike grip. They spoke non-stop, about anything and everything, and exchanged many meaningful looks and secret smiles. Before Daniel knew it they were being asked to fasten their seatbelts.
On the ride home Daniel worried bout Hammond and what might happen if the General ever found out about the relationship and Jack told him not to worry because they'd never be so stupid to be caught doing anything untoward on the Base. If they were seen off base in compromising situations then, Jack told him, to hell with them. Everyone, Jack reminded his blue-eyed lover, was entitled to a 'private' life!
Once inside Jack's house the atmosphere tensed up again. Jack made a beeline for the only sanctity he could - the kitchen and the coffee maker. Daniel took equal refuge in the lighting of the fire in the living room while snow curled in the currents of the winds outside the windows.
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Jack returned to his living room, carrying two cups of steaming hot chocolate. Daniel was lighting the only candle on the mantel and, on hearing the boots on the wooden steps, he turned towards Jack. Standing there he watched the careful way Jack carried the mugs across the carpet then feeling the heat from the match that was still alight, he shook his hand, extinguishing the flame immediately. Tossing the charred stick into the fireplace he sucked on his burnt fingertips.
"You okay?" Jack asked, passing him a cup and watching him blowing on his fingers through puckered lips
"I'll live," Daniel said flicking his fingers then he cradled the bottom of his cup with his hand.
"It's hot," he said as he nodded towards the drink. Daniel blew across the frothy surface before taking his first tentative sip. He always thought Jack made the best hot chocolate, but today it tasted even better. The older man looked at the snow drifting down outside. "You know, I think it's just as well we did come back early. Much more of this and the airport would be shut down."
"And we'd have been stranded with your family until New Year's Eve."
The colonel shivered and put his cup on the mantel before gripping the front of Daniel's blue plaid shirt. "Could you imagine anything worse?" Leaning in, he kissed the younger man's throat softly in small pecks, and then he arched back so that he could see his companion once more. His brow arced as he queried the look on Daniel's face.
"Well, yes - I can," the anthropologist told him.
"Okay, so having a Goa'uld come to dinner might be worse, but.." - Jack's hands slipped around to the rounded rump, which he cupped lightly - "Only just!"
"Your family isn't that bad." Daniel said, turning his face away so that he could take another, larger sip of his drink. His tongue came out to lick up any cream off his top lip but Jack was still smirking at him. "What?"
"Missed a bit," the older man told him, brushing his thumb across the soft lip then he sucked the white froth from his thumb. Daniel gently cupped the back of his head with his free hand and slowly pulled closer to him, stepping his body against Jack's and rubbing their groins together in the process. Their lips bounced lightly together, then they both widened their jaws and passionately delved deeply into the other's sweet, chocolate-flavored mouth.
Pulling back slightly, Jack forced his kiss-drunk eyes to open and smiled at the glazed blue ones. "Besides this has got to be better than spending time with them. Playing Pictionary.."
Daniel chuckled at that last comment. "Oh," he said teasingly, "Only just."
Jack silenced his irreverent lover with a series of soft, tender kisses; lips often pulled tight into a sarcastic sneer were now full, soft and supple against Daniel's mouth. A tongue, known for its verbal wit and 'sharpness', was now only teasing at the inside of Daniel's lips; dodging and retreating, never giving the softly moaning man an opportunity to latch onto it.
As they kissed their bodies swayed together, like a dance without music. Without once breaking the tenderness Jack edged Daniel back towards the fireplace. Then his fingers danced over Daniel's shoulder, down his throat and then across his chest and onto his stomach, blindly searching for the cup in his lover's hand. Once he'd located it, he cracked an eye open and placed the cup onto the mantel behind Daniel, out of harm's way.
The newly freed hand slipped up Jack's arm over his shoulder then down his back, where it gathered up the back of the sweater to grip Jack closer. Now their chests, as well as their groins, were able to rub together during their intimate, silent dance. As their bodies melded together their kiss intensified ten-fold; tongues now slipping across each other's again as low, lustful moans escaped them both. Daniel's other hand, that was cupping Jack's head, started to rake through the short, gray hair, as they grew more earnest in their oral assault. Suddenly they both pulled back at the same time, almost sensing the need in the other to gasp for air. They both wore kiss-drunk expressions now as they kissed each other's face all over, anywhere their lips could reach.
Daniel rubbed his cheek against Jack's as he sighed lustfully. "God, I'm so hard!"
"You too, huh?" Jack breathed heavily into the lobeless ear by his mouth. Then he lowered his gaze to the bulge within his lover's pants. "Oh, so I see!"
Daniel grinned lopsidedly then gripped Jack's own engorged groin and said, "I'm not standing alone here, Colonel!"
A grin filled Jack's face that under normal circumstances might have been construed as arrogant. "Colonel?"
Daniel hungrily kissed and sucked along Jack's jaw line - from his chin to his ear. His tongue delved within the folds, making Jack squirm and causing Daniel to chuckle deeply. With his lips barely brushing the surface of the wet ear he whispered, in a softer than soft voice, "Colonel!"
"Whoa, shit but you make that sound sexy!" Jack said gripping his attentive lover's face and pulling him back to look into the dazed eyes.
"You are!" Daniel said, eyes raging with desire. Jack forcefully kissed him, roughly -almost brutally - then he yanked him back to stare at the flushed face once more.
Shaking his head, the older man muttered, "God, what I want to do to you!" He smeared his fingers over Daniel's pliable lips and groaned as the pink tongue swiped between his fingers, captured them within its curl and then sucked them into the wet, waiting mouth. Gripping the back of the blond head by a fistful of hair, Jack covered his mouth over the captured fingers, slowly slipping them from Daniel's wetness as he delved his tongue in once more. The kiss, which started out fiery, soon softened and slowed until it became a series of tender pecks once more.
Daniel pulled away first then he blinked a few times as he stepped back, swaying a little from the giddiness he felt. Jack looked him up and down then met the lust filled eyes and smiled.
"Maybe I should help you with that?" He said, reaching out to run his hand over the straining groin.
Daniel hissed as he sucked in a breath but he just grinned and started to slowly undo his blue plaid shirt, one button at a time, starting from his belt and working up. "That's okay, I'm a big boy.. I can undress myself."
"Mind if I watch?" Jack leered, as the shirt started to fall open and the unfastened buttons revealed a soft, white stomach.
"I'd be pissed off if you didn't want to!"
Jack lifted his lecherous gaze to the unshielded blue eyes and he grinned. Slipping his hands inside the partly opened top he said, "Wouldn't want to piss you off!"
Daniel finished with the last button then looked down as Jack reached in to kiss his smooth chest softly. He inhaled deeply, making the chest beneath Jack's lips expand - which, in turn, made Jack groan wantonly.
"So soft, so smooth," the older man mumbled quietly as he gripped the edges of the shirt, almost for support, while he passed his face across the hairless pecs.
"So boring," Daniel said, his chin so far down he was almost making a double chin in order to watch Jack kiss across his body. The gray head turned to look up at him.
"You are kidding, right?" Jack said, straightening up now to look directly into Daniel's eyes.
With a few blinks, Daniel shook his head then he slipped his hands up the front of his partner, gathering up the sweater as he went. Jack quickly pulled it off all the way and let it drop into a puddle behind him. Daniel's hands roamed over the black t-shirt, feeling the undulation of the fit body within, the tiny hard nubs of the erect nipples and the bulk of the dog-tags nestled on a bed of curls.
"This!" He hissed as he tugged the top eagerly from Jack's pants then pushed it up the lean body, gathering it under his partner's chin as he lowered his face and rubbed his eyes, nose and mouth over the hairy chest. "Now *this*, is heaven!" He sighed and kissed the salty skin repeatedly.
"Whatever floats your boat, Space Monkey!" Jack sighed, enjoying the onslaught of lips and tongue over his sensitive chest. He gripped the edges of Daniel's shirt once more and slipped them off over the back of his shoulders. Stepping back again Daniel tugged the tails of his shirt from his pants.
Jack completely removed his t-shirt then used the opportunity, while Daniel was busy, to clasp him by the waist before he lowered his face to feast on the broad, well - muscled chest once more.
Sucking in a long, deep breath Daniel unfastened the remaining two buttons then, with the shirt caught at the folds in his arms still, he cupped Jack's head lightly before leaning down to whisper, "you float my boat, Jack!" He planted a kiss behind the ear on the roving head.
The older man grinned against the silken skin then he looked up at the eyes watching him closely. "I do, huh?" He asked, almost looking cocky.
Daniel smiled as he touched his fingertips to Jack's cheek, the shirt slipping back up onto his shoulder when he did. "Big time."
Jack threaded his fingers through the cropped blond hair again and tugged Daniel closer for another searing kiss. During the kiss he grabbed the edges of Daniel's shirt and eased it back over the smooth, white shoulders again then down the muscular arms, his own work-toughened hands feeling their way over the soft skin easily. As their tongues dueled he heard the faint 'chinge' of a belt being unfastened and followed Daniel's lead by reaching down to undo his own belt. Over soft moans the sound of two zippers being opened could be heard, simultaneously, then with lips still fastened and tongues still dueling, both men eased their own pants down their legs and off over their socked feet.
Jack's hands automatically found Daniel without searching, easily holding him around the hips and drawing the bodies closer again so that the loose boxer shorts he wore were pressed against the tight-fitting style of boxers Daniel had opted for that morning.
Jack's hand almost did a pantomime as they felt across the firm ass, down the curve and onto the tops of Daniel's thighs where a finger slipped under the tight hem on the leg. Daniel smiled against the other mouth then he pulled back. Jack instantly looked down then slapped his hand over his face as he said, "Jesus!"
The soft cotton boxers were contoured to the precise shape of the younger man, highlighting the very obvious erection within the dark gray cloth - pointing straight up, and almost reaching the top elastic band. "Nice, very nice!"
Daniel smiled and titled his head. "The shorts? Or... what's in them?"
Jack grinned. "Having had the pleasure already," he sighed with a smile, "I'll say both!" Slowly sunk to his knees, rubbing his face into the cloth-covered groin.
Daniel reached down, resting his hands on the slightly freckled shoulders, as he whispered, "Can I take my socks off first?"
Jack looked up at him then placed a hand behind Daniel's knee then slowly slipped his hand down the golden hairs covering the curved calf muscle and onto the ankle. He gripped the top of the socks and eased them over the long, sinewy foot, kissing the top of the soft, white foot. Removing the other sock too, Jack started at Daniel's ankle and slowly worked up the inside of his leg until he reached the hem of the shorts. His hand slid over the surface, feeling, first the warm spongy sac then the hard rod angled slightly from it towards the elastic waistband.
"Jack," Daniel whispered as he bent over, dropping his face as close as he could to the one suckling at the groin through the cloth. "Jack, are we going to make it to your bedroom?"
The older man looked up, his nose pink from pressing it against the hardness. With a lustful look in his eyes he said, "No," as he gripped the back of the shorts and ripped them down to the soft curve of Daniel's butt. Gliding his finger under then band, he encircled the body all they way to the front of the shorts then he crooked his finger and used it to peel the shorts from the jutting cock. Daniel gasped as he straightened up and rolled his head back. He was vaguely aware of the voice of appreciation then no sound was heard as the throbbing head was sucked down Jack's throat.
"Oh GOD!" Daniel cried out, latching onto the back of Jack's head, holding him still as he gently eased himself in and out of the hot, moist mouth.
Fisting his hand around the base of the cock, Jack eased his mouth off with a loud suction noise before he tilted his head and captured one of the hanging balls between his lips. Daniel started making soft sounds, almost like, 'shh'.. shhh" and Jack wondered if he was trying to swear in another language or not. He let the soggy sac slip from his lips then he looked up from where he was kneeling between Daniel's feet.
The younger man looked down, cupped his hand under Jack's chin and lifted him to his feet. Standing chest to chest, Daniel held Jack's gaze as he slipped his hands down the curve of his partner's back until they touched the waist elastic of the blue plaid boxers he was wearing. Slipping his thumbs inside, Daniel lightly laid his fingers over the cloth as he squeezed Jack closer and kissed him, repeatedly, as tenderly as he could bear to. Arching back, he looked into Jack's darkened eyes as he slowly inched the shorts down over the perfect globes and dropped them, leaving them to fall for themselves, down the solid legs to pool around Jack's socked feet.
Resting his hand on Daniel's shoulder Jack lifted first one foot then the other out of the leg holes, and at the same time he divested himself of his socks as well. Straightening up, he kicked the underwear off to the side as he gazed deeply into the simmering blue pools.
Jack's fingertips glided feather-light across the smooth, pink cheeks and over the golden stubble of Daniel's jowl.
"What they hell is someone like you doing with me, Dr Jackson?" He asked in a husky voice, lowered by arousal.
"I'm hoping to fuck you, Colonel O'Neill..." Daniel responded, allowing his lightly calloused fingers to inch over Jack's soft ass and towards his cleft.
Jack gripped the impertinent face and crushed their mouths together, sucking furiously at the eager man's tongue. The bodies rubbed together again, capturing the twin rods against their stomachs, which encouraged more of the music-less dance between them; just for the sensation of feeling their silky cocks slip together.
During the consuming kiss Daniel's arms hooked under Jack's and curled up to grip long fingers into the muscular shoulders while one of Jack's arms snaked around the narrower waist and the other squeezed between the tight bodies to touch at an erect nipple.
By applying light pressure, Jack eased back from his tenacious lover to ask, "So you're a top?" He traced the kiss-swollen bottom lip with the tips of his index and middle fingers.
"Both," Daniel said, nipping at the fingers playfully.
A wanton grin grew slowly across Jack's rugged features. "Sweet," He said. "Me, too."
Daniel fully captured the tanned fingers between his teeth and smiled. "Well, we're going to have fun then, aren't we?"
Jack's other hand slithered down the gently curved spine, down between the two small dimples then into the warm cleft. "Who goes first?"
"Well, it's Christmas, Jack. Do you want to be the gift giver.. or the recipient of the present?"
Jack inhaled a shaky breath as he slipped his hand between their stomachs and gripped the tip in his fist. Squeezing hard, he watched Daniel's eyes flutter close momentarily.
"Gee, and there I was thinking I got my gift yesterday.." He laughed.
"You did – me! Though I'm the kind of gift that just keeps giving.." Daniel said softly as he nipped Jack's chin.
"Good," the colonel sighed. "Cos I'm greedy. I like to get.."
With his eyes still closed, Daniel smiled and said, "Good, I'm far more of the mind that it's better to give than to receive.."
"We can swap presents next time.."
The azure orbs opened quickly. "I have to forewarn you, Jack..."
"Oh?" Jack's hips grounded the shafts into Daniel's stomach.
"I'm not Action Jackson... I'm more of a one hit wonder..."
Jack shrugged and dipped his face to kiss Daniel's collarbone. "Kinda noticed that last night, baby!" He watched Daniel's face flinch then smiled and said, "But don't worry, because I'm a snuggler - so we each have our faults." He laughed then looked up again.
"I don't class snuggling as a fault," Daniel said, gliding his hands from Jack's shoulder, down the valley of his spine, over the gentle curve leading to the small of his back then up over the two, rounded globes - which he squeezed firmly, dragging Jack up onto his toes.
"Whoa, Danny! Where'd you get to be so strong?"
"You'd rather I was weak and demure?" The lashes fluttered.
Jack groaned and dragged his hands down the strong arms holding him, as he murmured, "Definitely not! What's so sexy about you is that your body's almost as powerful as your mind." He pressed a kiss to Daniel's Adam's apple.
"Thank you," the kissed man mumbled, "I think."
Jack's hands slipped over the ones clasping his butt tightly and Daniel released him, allowing their fingers to intertwine. Bringing the hands to the front again, Jack brushed his lips across the small tufts of hair above each of Daniel's knuckles as he muttered, "You know, this is when you say something nice like I'm not just brawn but brains too.. something like that." His brow shot up hopefully.
A slow smile crept across Daniel's face then he ducked his face and kissed along Jack's collarbone instead. "Yeah, great. Thanks.." Jack grumbled under his breath making Daniel chuckle and look up.
"You honestly think I'd be standing here, in this living room, freezing my ass off if I wasn't attracted to the full O'Neill package?"
"Getting blue balls, Daniel?" The older man leered.
"Sorta.." Daniel whispered, "So let's stop the talking.." As he spoke he leaned closer, his breath floating over Jack's lips gently.
"The linguist wants to stop th..." Jack was silenced as Daniel pushed his tongue deep into his mouth. He didn't need any further hints. Wrapping his arms tightly around his partner, Jack returned the kiss with unbridled passion.
Pulling back to catch his breath, Daniel's gaze was confident as he eased his groin away from Jack's and slipped his hand between them, gripping both shafts while clasping a handful of gray hair to guide Jack's face closer again. Before the gap was fully closed Daniel looked into Jack's eyes, grinned at the expression on his face then closed the gap, kissing him intently.
This time there was no playfulness. Lips, tongues, breaths and sighs intermingled as the two of them became lost in the gentle art of kissing and exploring. They alternated intense, teeth-gnashing passion with light and teasing tonguing.
The anthropologist's grip - firm and unfaltering - pumped them both, building them up slowly until Jack started thrusting into the hand, a clear indication that he was ready to move onto the next stage. Releasing himself and shoring up his hold on his lover, Daniel sunk to his knees, raining kisses down the furry body until he could nuzzle his face in the springy hairs on Jack's groin.
Jack's hands tousled the dark blond hair as Daniel engulfed the weeping tip between his lips. A groan, deep and loud, shook through the standing man seconds before his knees turned to jelly. Sensing his abrupt descent Daniel reached up, helping to guide him down, at first to his knees then down all the way onto his back. Sliding himself over the top of Jack now, Daniel hungrily kissed and nipped at the hairy chest, sucking the hairs into his mouth and toying his tongue with them and through them to the salty chest below. Jack's long fingers gripped the roaming head and, knowing the sweet torture Daniel could inflict on him, he tried hard not to push on him to return to his groin for more.
He needn't have worried. Daniel made his own way back to the jutting cock, and found it weeping already. He snaked his tongue out, licking up the pearly bead then teased the tiny slit while he gripped Jack in his fist once again.
"Danny," Jack hissed. "I want to taste you again!"
The younger man turned and knelt with Jack's head between his knees. He looked down upon the rugged face then touched his fingers to Jack's lips, smiling when the other man kissed them. Rising to his knees now Daniel leaned down onto his hands and positioned himself over Jack's face. With impatient hands pressing on his ass, Daniel gently eased into Jack's eager mouth.
As they pleasured each other Jack's fingertip traced the tight pucker and sensitive premium above him while Daniel moistened his fingers and inserted them, none too gently, into the writhing butt below him. His long fingers reached for the tiny nub and found it, striking it over and over to the obvious, and loud, enjoyment of his partner.
Jack spat the thick cock from his mouth, then parted Daniel's cheeks so that he could reach the tight pucker. First he pressed his finger against the tight bud and then he kissed him lightly, waiting to judge how Daniel reacted to the intimate action. When the younger man stopped his sucking and wriggled his butt enticingly before Jack's face, he had his answer.
"You like that?" The explorer asked the explored, slicking his fingers and rubbing them across the wrinkled opening
"Oooh, Yeah," Daniel said, kneeling back for a better angle but leaving his hands on Jack's hipbones. "You like it?" He asked, looking around his body at the man lying below him. Jack replied with a wicked glint in his eyes and a wonton smile on his face. Daniel grinned too and scrunched a hand over the furry stomach, then reached down and kissed the dark trail repeatedly.
Jack slid his hand up the crinkles in Daniel's folded stomach as the younger man leaned down onto his hipbones and continued to kiss him. Pressing his hand against the stomach Jack reached up and buried his face into the warm valley as he pushed his tongue against the opening.
Daniel breaths came in gasps as Jack's tongue teased then taunted the sensitive spot. To add to the pleasure, while he was doing that Jack's free hand slipped up and down the golden haired thighs then finally grasped the cock once more, pumping it slowly in time with his anal ministrations.
"Oh.. God.. yes.. Jack.. I.. I.." Daniel murmured, nothing making sense out of his mouth or in his head. His brain was in shutdown mode, his whole being was concentrated on the sensations burning in the pit of his stomach, his ass and his groin right now.
Knowing he was close to coming, Daniel reached down onto shaky arms then folded down onto his elbows as he cupped Jack's thighs in his hands. Doing this pulled him from Jack's touch slightly - and was probably the only reason he didn't cream himself all over Jack's stomach, embarrassing himself and destroying his plans for making love to his partner.
His fingers carefully parted the legs, digging into the soft flesh on Jack's white thighs. His lips brushed over the dark hairs littering Jack's thigh, He nuzzled against the courser hair, biting it between his lips then licking it with a wide, flat tongue. Jack groaned and slowly inserted his fingers into the sodden hole above him. Daniel yelped with pleasure then lost his thoughts a moment while Jack struck his target over and over.
Shaking slightly, Daniel cried out, "Stop!" Jack halted his movements immediately. In a voice raw with arousal Daniel said, "Make me moist, Jack," and then he groaned, making his whole body shiver when he felt the warmth of Jack's tongue coating his cock.
Moving swiftly, Daniel twisted on his knees, slipped one arm beneath Jack's butt to raise him off the floor then he tucked his knees beneath the limp body.
Dragging three fingers over his tongue, Daniel scraped enough saliva to drench Jack's opening and he guided himself between the cleft as their eyes met again.
Jack held a hand up and Daniel gripped it firmly with his left hand while using his other hand to position his cock against the puckered opening.
"Merry Christmas, Jack!" He said and with one firm push, he popped through the first ring of muscles.
"Oh - God- fuck - me!" Jack grimaced and hissed as his body spasmed around the intrusion. Searing pain, burning around the ring and up the back passage filled Jack's mind and was all he could think of until Daniel's movements halted. He realized he must have been repeating his first expletives as, when his mind cleared, he heard Daniel gasping, "Give me a minute here, Jack, I'm trying to!"
"Deeper!" Jack urged, wriggling to assist in the full penetration. With a loud cry, from both men, Daniel rammed himself completely to his base, butting against Jack's prostate and showering him in intense internal electricity.
"Sweet.. heaven," Jack sighed and rocked his hips, enjoying the sensation of being filled so fully. His legs went limp and seemed to float around by Daniel's shoulders as the younger man - brow set in concentration and dimples of sheer determination on his face - began to settle himself from the frantic thrust to get into the tight opening to the gently rhythm of two lovers making lover.
Daniel released Jack's hand finally - and the older man flexed his crushed hand and made a mental note not to let Daniel do that again! Instead he used that hand to swipe across Daniel's sweat-slicked forehead, brushing back his fringe - not that there was much there. Daniel responded with a smile then he turned his face and kissed the palm.
With each thrust Daniel scooted Jack a little further up the rug towards the hearth, but neither seemed to notice the growing heat nor the carpet burn on their back or knees as they concentrated on the sensation of finally expressing their pent up desires.
Daniel slipped one hand up and over the thigh by his shoulder, gripping the leg around the knee and hooking it across his shoulder. Jack laughed, tickled by Daniel's touch and the kisses he was now raining over the shot-haired thighs.
"Arg, God, but your so sexy Jack!" Daniel whispered as he lasciviously kissed the inside of Jack's knee then down towards the coarse hair again. Unable to reach that far down at that angle he slipped his hand around the throbbing cock between them.
"Look at me.." He whispered. Jack's eyes opened slightly and they both smiled.
"If I keep looking at you, I'm going to explode.." Jack told him honestly. Daniel's hand left the shaft and glided up the hairy body, across the chest then into the warm, moist mouth. Slipping from the mouth, Daniel cupped his hand behind Jack's neck, using it as a brace to increase his thrusts.
Gritting his teeth he rolled his head back, his throat arching above Jack's hungry mouth. The older man reached up, gripped him behind the head and pulled him down where he could reach the slender throat. He bit, sucked and kissed Daniel's throat, up under his ears and across the stubble-covered jaw until his lips felt numb. Daniel's breathing grew more and more erratic with every caress of Jack's mouth.
He forcefully slammed into Jack now, knowing from the groans of pleasure that Jack could take the treatment and what was more, he wanted it. Gripping the thighs in his hands again, Daniel adjusted his angle slightly and started to strike the nub with every hit.
Jack gasped and shivered, knowing that he was about to hit his apex. Soon Daniel started to tremble, and Jack knew that he, too, was about to finish. The long fingers dug into the soft white fleshy thighs as Daniel started to shake, crying out in one loud gasp as he came inside his lover - a year of suppressed desire finally finding a home and washing over the insides of Jack O'Neill now. He jerked and twitched, slowly milking himself in the tight ring until he'd become too sensitive and had to pull out.
He immediately turned his attention onto Jack, his hand gripping the shaft while he kissed every inch of Jack's stomach.
"Come for me, Jack," He whispered against the soft, dark hairs before turning his face and sucking him as far down his throat as he could.
"Oh.. Jesus.. Danny.. !" Jack cried out, arching off the floor as he came, squirting out in four bursts only to be swallowed up completely. "Oh.. Jez-zuz!" He sighed as he melted and tried not to pump the air and whoop at the same time.
Daniel collapsed beside him, falling onto the rug and laid sprawled beside him.
It took Jack all his effort to roll onto his side and rest his head against Daniel's shoulder. The younger man untucked his arm and danced his fingers lightly up the quivering spine. As he inhaled for a yawn, he asked, "What?"
Jack reached up and stole the yawn as it spilled from Daniel's mouth and the weary man chuckled and pressed on Jack's forehead, pushing him away. "Weird!" He muttered before rolling onto his side and curling up slightly.
"Cold?" Jack asked, running his hand down the entire side of the curled body beside him.
"Yeah, sort of.." Daniel said, looking at him through heavy-hooded eyes.
"Come on," Jack said with a grin and a jut of his head as he got to his feet. Daniel held one hand up and let Jack drag him up to his feet. They wrapped arms around each other and stumbled towards the bedroom. Daniel's hand caressed Jack's chest and dog tags while Jack kept planting kisses on the side of Daniel's head.
Falling into the bed, Daniel curled up again but soon uncurled when Jack slipped into the bed beside him and pulled the blankets up over them.
"Hey, space monkey.." He nudged the almost-asleep man. There was just a grunt in response. "Thanks for sharing this Christmas with me..."
The sleepy man made the effort to look at him, a dreamy smile on his face. "I'm glad you asked me to join you."
Jack brushed his fingers across Daniel's forehead, eliciting a gentle moan from the caressed man. "I thought this was going to be my worst Christmas ever. They were special times for Mom. She loved to have the family around her....." Daniel tightened his hold on his lover as Jack went on, without stopping, to say, "But you made it the best one for me. You probably gave me the one present she always wanted me to have.."
"Sex?"
Jack grinned. "Well, okay... maybe not.."
Daniel chuckled then said, "Sorry, that was irreverent.."
"Yeah, you bastard!" Jack laughed then kissed him as he squeezed him tightly. "But you know what I mean?" Jack asked, getting serious again. Daniel looked deeply into his eyes. He did know. He felt it too but it was way too early to speak it yet. And they were in no rush. They had plenty of time to declare that.
Smiling and pressing a kiss against Jack's nipple, Daniel said, "This has been the best Christmas for me, too. I could have done without the plane flights, but getting to meet your family, sharing that special time with them... and with you.."
"Playing Pictionery..?" Jack teased.
"Bastard," Daniel mumbled under his breath then he said, more loudly, "Never again. Don't even think to ask me, Jack."
"I won't." The older man chuckled as he reached down and kissed his lover's mouth tenderly. "Merry Christmas, Daniel."
Daniel rolled onto him a little more as he snaked his hand around his head and pulled him into a languid kiss - with the flush of first frantic passion now satiated their tenderness could prevail. They parted, only far enough so that their lips still brushed as Daniel said, "Merry Christmas." Then they closed the gap and kissed tenderly until they felt satiated again.
With renewed tiredness they settled down once more - Jack with one arm around Daniel's shoulder and the other tucked behind his own head, and Daniel with his head resting high on his partner's chest, high enough so that his breath puffed over Jack's throat. His heavy eyelids began to close when Jack spoke again.
"Danny, I've got to ask you something..."
"Hmm?" He kissed the side of Jack's throat languidly.
The older man's fingers caressed the top of Daniel's arm, feeling the muscles bunching beneath the surface as Daniel's fingers shifted in their caress. With quiet seriousness he asked him, "What was in the box..?"
Daniel frowned then lifted his sleepy face. "What box?"
Jack quirked a brow - waiting for Daniel to remember the box he was talking about........
The END