Resemblances
Jack looked surprised, Sam wondered why? She wondered whether to ask once more, Jack was staring like she had completely lost her mind. In that sweet, head cocked too the side in thought, mouth slightly pouting, eyes staring into the distance thought sort of way. She smiled softly and sat sideways on the edge of the bed and looked up once more. She had meant it. Why on earth had she been mistaken for the goddess pictured above her? Jack could not believe she couldn't see the resemblance, she saw her own face in the mirror everyday, possibly more than once although probably not as much as he looked at it. He watched her as she settled on the side of the 'bed' and stared once more at the picture. It was definitely her eyes, which were the first big resemblance, and her mouth and cheekbones. Definitely, the eyes though, the way they shone in that electrifying blue, they sparkled shined, lost their brightness when she was stressed. A reflection of her inner being, and thus helped him read her like a book. He sat on the other side of the bed and watched her as she once more inspected the picture above. She lowered her eyes too meet his still confused. He smiled inwardly, well it wasn't like she worked in the most sophisticated of jobs so too see herself in such a pose would be quite a shock too the system. He rolled his eyes and gazed at her surprised she still couldn't see the resemblance.
"Oh for crying out loud Carter, you're her double"
"Doubtful Sir. I really don't see it!"
"Carter, you look every bit like her, apart from the hair of course."
She looked at him doubtfully and wondered for a moment if he was losing it slightly.
"Carter, she has your eyes, and face, and mouth, I mean in that outfit, put in some hair extensions and Voila, Marush Hob"
She looked over too him and smiled.
"Sir the picture is breathtaking. Its character is unique. But that woman is nothing like me."
"Why aren't you seeing what the rest of us see Sam?"
Jack was getting tired of the conversation. Sometimes people should just take fact as fact without deliberating.
"Sir the woman fabulous, gorgeous, beautiful. In the picture, she is oozing sexuality and confidence. How can you see that in me?"
Jack rolled his eyes again. Some people just did not see the big picture. He and Sam had been dancing to a similar tune for a long time, but sometimes too a different beat. This obviously being one of the different beat times. He stood and rounded the bed towards her, she stood as he approached and he grasped her shoulders lightly, the robe smooth under his palms, looking deep into her eyes.
"Are you kidding me? Sam your just a sexy and beautiful, and fabulous and..and everything else you said about her. Especially in that outfit."
Sam blushed and lowered her eyes. This wasn't exactly the kind of situation she was comfortable in. She and Jack and had managed to keep their feelings under wraps and she wasn't about too let some little mistaken identity create an awkward situation for their futures. Jack watched as she lowered her eyes from his, blushing slightly at his words. Her body had tensed slightly as he had spoke and he knew this was uncomfortable for her but he just felt the need too tell her. She softly tried too pull herself from his light grasp but he felt his fingers closing tighter around her shoulders, he would liked to think involuntarily but it was probably more subconsciously. Sam looked at him, a mixture of want and reluctance in them.
"Sir? We should really."
"Yeah we really should"
Sam smiled lightly and pressed her forefinger into his chest softly pushing him gently. She was surprised she didn't feel as uncomfortable, more hopeful that this would go somewhere. She really shouldn't be encouraging it but it felt so right.
"I meant maybe we should back off"
"Yeah.."
Jack's eyes smiled as she pressed her finger softly against him a jibe at pushing him away. Not that she was making much of protest. He knew they should back off. However, this was a unique opportunity. Who would know? Only them. Maybe that was enough to put Sam off though. He shook himself inwardly; no matter how much his subconscious wanted too do this he wouldn't put her into an uncomfortable position. He looked at his hands on her shoulders and slid them softly down her arms stepping back at the same moment Sam stepped forward her finger sliding further onto his chest followed by the rest of that hand and her other. The oil helped them slide softly and the rest of her pressed toward him as she stepped closer closing the gap between them. Jack's hands rested at the crook of her elbows and his breath hitched in his throat for a moment as Sam's warm hands slid over his chest. Jack looked at her questioningly, Sam's fingers played lightly against him and her eyes shone with a childlike glint that knew they were doing something which maybe wasn't a good idea but what the hey. What the hey indeed. Jack brought his hands from her arms and grasped her playing fingers at his chest.
"Carter?"
She stepped forward the gap now completely gone, their hands caught between their bodies, eyes looking deeply into his.
"Sir?"
He could feel her breath against his lips as she looked slightly up at him.
"Sam"
"Jack"
Sam smiled, if he didn't kiss her quick she was liable too jump him. The situation was totally unbelievable and so wrong and yet so believable and so right. Moreover, neither of them seemed reluctant to back off so what more than to close the gap between them. Jack watched as a smile touched her lips. God the woman was sexy, offering him an opportunity they had both wanted for a long time and now he was listening to his conscience? He could smell the sweet scents of the oils they had obviously bathed her in. Jacks eyes roved over her body covered in the silky material, every curve perfectly reflected by it. Her hair glistened with tiny jewels. Her glinting eyes turning into demure smouldering blues. He slipped his fingers from holding hers and slid them around her waist pulling her tighter towards him, pressing their bodies closer lowering his head to hers, he felt her lips barely touching his own their breath mixing softly together. Sam closed her eyes as his strong arms slid around her waist and pulled her closer, closing her eyes and raising her head softly as he lowered his mouth to hers. Her fingers splayed out over his chest and she could feel his heart beat picking up slightly, and knew her own was running at a similar rate.
Sam wished she could capture the moment for a lifetime.
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Jack looked surprised, Sam wondered why? She wondered whether to ask once more, Jack was staring like she had completely lost her mind. In that sweet, head cocked too the side in thought, mouth slightly pouting, eyes staring into the distance thought sort of way. She smiled softly and sat sideways on the edge of the bed and looked up once more. She had meant it. Why on earth had she been mistaken for the goddess pictured above her? Jack could not believe she couldn't see the resemblance, she saw her own face in the mirror everyday, possibly more than once although probably not as much as he looked at it. He watched her as she settled on the side of the 'bed' and stared once more at the picture. It was definitely her eyes, which were the first big resemblance, and her mouth and cheekbones. Definitely, the eyes though, the way they shone in that electrifying blue, they sparkled shined, lost their brightness when she was stressed. A reflection of her inner being, and thus helped him read her like a book. He sat on the other side of the bed and watched her as she once more inspected the picture above. She lowered her eyes too meet his still confused. He smiled inwardly, well it wasn't like she worked in the most sophisticated of jobs so too see herself in such a pose would be quite a shock too the system. He rolled his eyes and gazed at her surprised she still couldn't see the resemblance.
"Oh for crying out loud Carter, you're her double"
"Doubtful Sir. I really don't see it!"
"Carter, you look every bit like her, apart from the hair of course."
She looked at him doubtfully and wondered for a moment if he was losing it slightly.
"Carter, she has your eyes, and face, and mouth, I mean in that outfit, put in some hair extensions and Voila, Marush Hob"
She looked over too him and smiled.
"Sir the picture is breathtaking. Its character is unique. But that woman is nothing like me."
"Why aren't you seeing what the rest of us see Sam?"
Jack was getting tired of the conversation. Sometimes people should just take fact as fact without deliberating.
"Sir the woman fabulous, gorgeous, beautiful. In the picture, she is oozing sexuality and confidence. How can you see that in me?"
Jack rolled his eyes again. Some people just did not see the big picture. He and Sam had been dancing to a similar tune for a long time, but sometimes too a different beat. This obviously being one of the different beat times. He stood and rounded the bed towards her, she stood as he approached and he grasped her shoulders lightly, the robe smooth under his palms, looking deep into her eyes.
"Are you kidding me? Sam your just a sexy and beautiful, and fabulous and..and everything else you said about her. Especially in that outfit."
Sam blushed and lowered her eyes. This wasn't exactly the kind of situation she was comfortable in. She and Jack and had managed to keep their feelings under wraps and she wasn't about too let some little mistaken identity create an awkward situation for their futures. Jack watched as she lowered her eyes from his, blushing slightly at his words. Her body had tensed slightly as he had spoke and he knew this was uncomfortable for her but he just felt the need too tell her. She softly tried too pull herself from his light grasp but he felt his fingers closing tighter around her shoulders, he would liked to think involuntarily but it was probably more subconsciously. Sam looked at him, a mixture of want and reluctance in them.
"Sir? We should really."
"Yeah we really should"
Sam smiled lightly and pressed her forefinger into his chest softly pushing him gently. She was surprised she didn't feel as uncomfortable, more hopeful that this would go somewhere. She really shouldn't be encouraging it but it felt so right.
"I meant maybe we should back off"
"Yeah.."
Jack's eyes smiled as she pressed her finger softly against him a jibe at pushing him away. Not that she was making much of protest. He knew they should back off. However, this was a unique opportunity. Who would know? Only them. Maybe that was enough to put Sam off though. He shook himself inwardly; no matter how much his subconscious wanted too do this he wouldn't put her into an uncomfortable position. He looked at his hands on her shoulders and slid them softly down her arms stepping back at the same moment Sam stepped forward her finger sliding further onto his chest followed by the rest of that hand and her other. The oil helped them slide softly and the rest of her pressed toward him as she stepped closer closing the gap between them. Jack's hands rested at the crook of her elbows and his breath hitched in his throat for a moment as Sam's warm hands slid over his chest. Jack looked at her questioningly, Sam's fingers played lightly against him and her eyes shone with a childlike glint that knew they were doing something which maybe wasn't a good idea but what the hey. What the hey indeed. Jack brought his hands from her arms and grasped her playing fingers at his chest.
"Carter?"
She stepped forward the gap now completely gone, their hands caught between their bodies, eyes looking deeply into his.
"Sir?"
He could feel her breath against his lips as she looked slightly up at him.
"Sam"
"Jack"
Sam smiled, if he didn't kiss her quick she was liable too jump him. The situation was totally unbelievable and so wrong and yet so believable and so right. Moreover, neither of them seemed reluctant to back off so what more than to close the gap between them. Jack watched as a smile touched her lips. God the woman was sexy, offering him an opportunity they had both wanted for a long time and now he was listening to his conscience? He could smell the sweet scents of the oils they had obviously bathed her in. Jacks eyes roved over her body covered in the silky material, every curve perfectly reflected by it. Her hair glistened with tiny jewels. Her glinting eyes turning into demure smouldering blues. He slipped his fingers from holding hers and slid them around her waist pulling her tighter towards him, pressing their bodies closer lowering his head to hers, he felt her lips barely touching his own their breath mixing softly together. Sam closed her eyes as his strong arms slid around her waist and pulled her closer, closing her eyes and raising her head softly as he lowered his mouth to hers. Her fingers splayed out over his chest and she could feel his heart beat picking up slightly, and knew her own was running at a similar rate.
Sam wished she could capture the moment for a lifetime.
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