Fantasies
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The sun shone through the ceiling to floor windows, the sky was tinged with a pinky green hue which Sam seemed engrossed in. Lying on her stomach cheek laying on her folded arms, Jack lay on his side, his fingers were playing along her spine tracing the lines of her shoulder blades. Following invisible lines down the skin of her back bouncing lightly off each rib to rest lightly once more on skin. Sam traced the invisible lines he was making with half a mind. She knew they'd never get back this experience, so she was trying to record every minor detail to memory. As well as Jack's fingers caressing her back sending tingling sensations up to her neck, he was dropping kisses and small nibbles into her neck sending the tingling sensations back down her spine. She wished she could lay there forever.
Sam felt paralysed for a moment as she felt Jacks hand smooth down her back and instead of going on a return trip decided to follow through further down past the bottom of her spine to her. 'Oh my god'. It probably wasn't the first time Jack had touched her butt in their session here on the bed but this was the first time she was very much aware of it. It created a moment where she wished she could scamper off like a schoolgirl, call her best friend and yell down the phone that the man she fancied had coped a feel. She turned her face into her arms and tried to surpress a giggle as Jack's fingers gently squeezed before travelling back up. His hand massaged her shoulder blade for a moment and she managed to regain some composure. Until of course his hand did an about turn and travelled swiftly, down again.
Sam didn't understand why she felt so 'teenage' as his fingers lay massaging her butt with fingertips softly and caressing. She felt another surge of giggling travel up her and this time it didn't pass Jack's attention. He smiled into her neck and mumbled.
"What so funny"
"Nothing" she managed to reply in between a fit of giggling.
Jack grinned wider into her neck as it trembled softly under his mouth from her giggling. He trailed his finger softly up her spine.
"Tell"
Sam managed to turn her face from her hands and compose herself again for moment teeth flashing in a wide grin and she eyed him sideways. He lifted his face to hers questioning her with smiling eyes.
"Nothing I just" She held in a fit of laughter "It's one of those teenage moments when you wish you could pause what's happening run to a phone and tell all your girlfriends that the guy you've fancied for ages not only likes you back but you've making out with him for an hour"
"I'm sure Janet and all the female officers back at the SGC will love to hear the story when we get back"
Sam twisted onto her side and Jack rested his hand on the side of her hip fingers millimetres away from her butt once more. Sam suppressed the urge to giggle again a hand brushing over her face. She didn't want to give him a complex. She ran her hand over his cheek into his hair and twirled it softly around a finger thoughtfully.
"Speaking about the SGC, aren't we due back soon?"
Jack frowned and thought. Gees how long had they been. He wished for a moment they could pause time at least around them in order to let this soft slow sensual exploration of each other continue.
"Things are just starting to get interesting" he sighed
His fingers pressed softly into her flesh and he pulled her body nearer to softly press her against him.
"I'm sure General Hammond would see it that way also, Sir" she loved how he softly crushed her body to his, hand steadily massaging her shoulder blades, she ran her hand further through his hair.
"I'd defy anyone to take one look of you in this outfit and not understand my predicament Carter"
"I think maybe I'll have to give the outfit back so that's not an option Jack"
"You're Marush Hob I'm sure the natives will allow you to keep the outfit"
"Are you saying you want me to parade myself around the SGC with this outfit on?"
"Well it sure would help me fulfill the scenarios playing out in my head of what I'd like to do back home with you"
Ah, Sam thought, what a time to get information. She decided to press the issue since he'd brought up the conversation anyway.
"These scenarios. Have they just been made up now or?"
"Sam Carter you inquisitive devil"
"Oh come on Jack, you tell and I may let you in some of my own fantasies"
Jack looked into her smouldering blues, which had a hint of childish fun in them.
"You've had fantasies about me?"
"Don't change the subject. You first"
"How about I keep quiet and show you instead when we get back. I see offices; I see desks, locker rooms. Blue Jell-O"
Sam giggled and caught his mouth with hers as he rambled on; he smiled into her mouth and continued mumbling incoherently into her kissing lips. She pulled his mouth further to his and tried to silence his mumbling's by sliding her tongue against his lips forcefully. Jack complied for a moment and allowed her mouth to explore his own. If the need for air wasn't an issue, they could have stayed in the lip lock forever. However the need prevailed and Jack pulled softly away Sam nibbled on his lower lip for a moment.
"The infirmary, your test lab, level thirty"
Sam stifled her giggle by lowering her kisses along his cheek and neck.
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The sun shone through the ceiling to floor windows, the sky was tinged with a pinky green hue which Sam seemed engrossed in. Lying on her stomach cheek laying on her folded arms, Jack lay on his side, his fingers were playing along her spine tracing the lines of her shoulder blades. Following invisible lines down the skin of her back bouncing lightly off each rib to rest lightly once more on skin. Sam traced the invisible lines he was making with half a mind. She knew they'd never get back this experience, so she was trying to record every minor detail to memory. As well as Jack's fingers caressing her back sending tingling sensations up to her neck, he was dropping kisses and small nibbles into her neck sending the tingling sensations back down her spine. She wished she could lay there forever.
Sam felt paralysed for a moment as she felt Jacks hand smooth down her back and instead of going on a return trip decided to follow through further down past the bottom of her spine to her. 'Oh my god'. It probably wasn't the first time Jack had touched her butt in their session here on the bed but this was the first time she was very much aware of it. It created a moment where she wished she could scamper off like a schoolgirl, call her best friend and yell down the phone that the man she fancied had coped a feel. She turned her face into her arms and tried to surpress a giggle as Jack's fingers gently squeezed before travelling back up. His hand massaged her shoulder blade for a moment and she managed to regain some composure. Until of course his hand did an about turn and travelled swiftly, down again.
Sam didn't understand why she felt so 'teenage' as his fingers lay massaging her butt with fingertips softly and caressing. She felt another surge of giggling travel up her and this time it didn't pass Jack's attention. He smiled into her neck and mumbled.
"What so funny"
"Nothing" she managed to reply in between a fit of giggling.
Jack grinned wider into her neck as it trembled softly under his mouth from her giggling. He trailed his finger softly up her spine.
"Tell"
Sam managed to turn her face from her hands and compose herself again for moment teeth flashing in a wide grin and she eyed him sideways. He lifted his face to hers questioning her with smiling eyes.
"Nothing I just" She held in a fit of laughter "It's one of those teenage moments when you wish you could pause what's happening run to a phone and tell all your girlfriends that the guy you've fancied for ages not only likes you back but you've making out with him for an hour"
"I'm sure Janet and all the female officers back at the SGC will love to hear the story when we get back"
Sam twisted onto her side and Jack rested his hand on the side of her hip fingers millimetres away from her butt once more. Sam suppressed the urge to giggle again a hand brushing over her face. She didn't want to give him a complex. She ran her hand over his cheek into his hair and twirled it softly around a finger thoughtfully.
"Speaking about the SGC, aren't we due back soon?"
Jack frowned and thought. Gees how long had they been. He wished for a moment they could pause time at least around them in order to let this soft slow sensual exploration of each other continue.
"Things are just starting to get interesting" he sighed
His fingers pressed softly into her flesh and he pulled her body nearer to softly press her against him.
"I'm sure General Hammond would see it that way also, Sir" she loved how he softly crushed her body to his, hand steadily massaging her shoulder blades, she ran her hand further through his hair.
"I'd defy anyone to take one look of you in this outfit and not understand my predicament Carter"
"I think maybe I'll have to give the outfit back so that's not an option Jack"
"You're Marush Hob I'm sure the natives will allow you to keep the outfit"
"Are you saying you want me to parade myself around the SGC with this outfit on?"
"Well it sure would help me fulfill the scenarios playing out in my head of what I'd like to do back home with you"
Ah, Sam thought, what a time to get information. She decided to press the issue since he'd brought up the conversation anyway.
"These scenarios. Have they just been made up now or?"
"Sam Carter you inquisitive devil"
"Oh come on Jack, you tell and I may let you in some of my own fantasies"
Jack looked into her smouldering blues, which had a hint of childish fun in them.
"You've had fantasies about me?"
"Don't change the subject. You first"
"How about I keep quiet and show you instead when we get back. I see offices; I see desks, locker rooms. Blue Jell-O"
Sam giggled and caught his mouth with hers as he rambled on; he smiled into her mouth and continued mumbling incoherently into her kissing lips. She pulled his mouth further to his and tried to silence his mumbling's by sliding her tongue against his lips forcefully. Jack complied for a moment and allowed her mouth to explore his own. If the need for air wasn't an issue, they could have stayed in the lip lock forever. However the need prevailed and Jack pulled softly away Sam nibbled on his lower lip for a moment.
"The infirmary, your test lab, level thirty"
Sam stifled her giggle by lowering her kisses along his cheek and neck.
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