Right Time and Place by Betty Bokor
Sam/Daniel. Jack and SG-1 share a celebration off-world.
Spoilers: All seasons, including 9.
Disclaimer: The Stargate original characters belong to MGM/Showtime, Double Secret Productions, and Gekko Film Corp. This was written strictly for the purpose of entertainment. No attempt at copyright infringement has been made.

Right Time and Place

Chapter 8

Daniel finished his kiss and brought Sam to his chest and held her there, hugging her softly, without moving. She could hear his labored breathing and feel the fast beating of his heart. She was feeling the same way. She placed one hand on his chest and followed the soft shape of the lapel of his tuxedo. "I can't believe you're still wearing your jacket," she said with a little chuckle.

"What would be the point of wearing it if you were going to lose the jacket in the first ten minutes? It would ruin the whole effect," he said with a grin.

"Well, the effect has been awesome, but I'd like a little more proximity to you," Sam replied. She opened the first bottom of the jacket and got her hand inside. She left it on top of Daniel's chest, just feeling its soft movement through his shirt.

"I take it that it didn't go so bad then," he said, anxiously awaiting her response.

"I'd say it was…" she hesitated and she felt Daniel's heart's rhythm accelerate slightly, "perfect? Maybe, I'd say the shortest but most fabulous make-out session I've ever had?"

"Good. It's been great for me, too," he said with relief. "We could fix the shortness problem, if you want," he added with a smile.

"I'm all for fixing stuff," she replied smiling, too.

Daniel softly separated her from him, took off his jacket and untied his tie, and then brought her back to him and resumed the kissing. "Better now?" he whispered as he gently bit her earlobe.

"Mm, definitely," Sam whispered back.

They kissed until Daniel moved his head backward a little and made her look at him. "Sam, how far do you want to go? I don't want to do something to make you uncomfortable. Put the limits here and I'll follow."

Sam was stunned that he'd asked her. That was also a first for her. The men she knew had a goal in mind and kept going until stopped. She should have expected it from Daniel, but, still, she was amazed.

Daniel saw that she was thinking about it and added, "This is the first time we've done something like this, together, I mean. I don't want to ruin it."

"I know, I don't want that either. It's just that it feels so good," she smiled shyly, "that I'm trying to think why we didn't do this before."

"I think we hadn't had the right set of circumstances before. Everything is just falling into place now."

"Yeah, that must be it." She thought for a little while longer and then said, "Would you mind taking a break? We've both drunk more tonight than we did the last time and I don't want to blame this on being impaired. I want to be certain that it was what we both wanted."

"Okay. Maybe we should go to sleep, then. Rest some and tomorrow we'll talk about it and see what happens."

"Sounds good."

"Do you want to go upstairs and I'll stay here?"

"Nah, I trust you. Let's just go lie down on your bed for a while. We can talk some more until we fall asleep. I need to get my heartbeat under control," she joked.

"I hear you," he said with a smile.

He turned off the lights and they walked upstairs holding hands. They got to Daniel's bedroom and he got a comfortable T-shirt and a pair of sweat pants for Sam. She changed in the bathroom and when she was finished, she looked at herself in the mirror. The garments were big and, though she knew Daniel was taller than her, she felt it was a re-discovery of the notion. She hadn't thought of the size of his body related to hers before. It was not the first time she had borrowed clothes from him, but this time it felt different. She shivered inexplicably and attributed it to nervousness. She finally came out of the bathroom and noticed than Daniel was wearing pajamas. She couldn't remember seeing him look so domestic. She walked to the bed and lay on top of the covers. Daniel joined her and pulled a blanket from the chair by his side and covered both of them. Sam snuggled against him and put her head on his chest. They talked for a little while about the dinner and after a few minutes they were both asleep. The highly emotional night had been very tiring.

Around three in the morning Sam shifted positions slightly and Daniel woke up. It had been a long time since he had shared his bed and that little movement had completely awakened him. He felt a sudden desire to caress Sam's hair and he thought she wouldn't mind. He raised his left hand and softly touched her head. He let his fingers slide down her hair and enjoyed the new sensation.

"That feels great," a sleepy voice said from under his chin.

"I'm sorry, Sam. I didn't mean to wake you up."

"No complaints from here. Keep doing it; it's very soothing."

Daniel chuckled and restarted his motion on her hair. Suddenly Sam got up and sat down by his side on the bed. In the dark room Daniel could only see her silhouette against the faint moonlight coming from the window.

"What?"

"Are you tired?" she asked.

"Tired? No, I'm not tired. Why?"

"Well, maybe we could… resume where we stopped?"

"Are you serious?"

"Well, we could always stop if it doesn't feel right. Would you stop if I ask you?"

"Of course, you know I would. There's a cold shower waiting for me right there, on the left, whenever you want me to stop," he answered in a light-hearted tone.

Sam relaxed. Of course she could trust him. She understood why she felt so terrified of going further with Daniel, but she was certain that he didn't and she didn't want to hurt him, so she tried to explain herself.