FOUR DAYS
OF CELESTINO – III. Day Three
by Betty Bokor
Sam/Daniel. Daniel and Sam share a Saint Patrick's
weekend.
Spoilers: All seasons, including 9 and 10.
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.
Day Three
Chapter 3
"Your husband is waiting for you outside," a clerk informed Sam as she left the salon. She chuckled. 'Her husband'. It sounded nice, especially if she thought of the beautiful pair of blue eyes that came with the package.
"Are you done?" he asked as she came out.
"Yep. What are we doing?"
"Are you hungry?"
"Not really."
"I'm not either. Why don't we go to the bar here, T-Zero I think it is, and have a couple of drinks."
"Sounds good. You don't think I'm a bit underdressed for it though?"
"You look stunning as always, Sam. Don't worry about that. Let's go."
They went into the bar. It was animated and loud. It looked as if it was a Saturday night meeting place for young people in town. They sat down at a small table and ordered a couple of drinks, nothing too heavy.
"Do you ever wonder about all these things that we miss while we're doing our job?" Daniel suddenly asked Sam.
"Like what?"
"Like going out with your friends on weekends," he said.
"We go out sometimes."
"I don't just mean going to a restaurant or to a cinema. I mean other things, like dancing, meeting new people, I don't know. We live in this little world of four."
"It's not only the team; we have more friends."
"I just feel weird lately. I think I need something else. Saving the world is fine, but I want something else for me. I may be dead tomorrow."
"Anyone could be dead tomorrow."
"Our odds are far higher than those of most of the rest of the people. How many times a week do you think, let's say, Pete, gets shot at while working?"
"I'd say not very often." Sam answered.
"How many times did we get fired at in the last weeks?"
Sam remembered the ugly days of the first major confrontation with the Ori and shivered. "I think you're right."
"Yeah."
"So, what do you want?"
"I'm not sure yet. That's the problem. I can't decide if it would be responsible to start anything with someone just to die on her the following week."
"Oh, you mean you want a relationship."
"Yes."
"Have you chosen with whom yet?" Sam asked feeling almost scared.
"I've had someone in my mind lately, but I don't think I have many chances."
Sam felt suddenly devastated. She mustered all her courage and asked, "Why not?"
"She doesn't even see me."
"How couldn't she?" Sam said without thinking. "I mean, you're a great man, Daniel. Everybody cares about you. I'm sure she does see you."
"Not that way and, besides, let's not talk about her tonight. We're enjoying this time together," Daniel said feeling dangerously close to getting his secret discovered.
Sam was very curious, but she let it go because she did not want to upset him. In any case, now she knew she could not say anything about her feelings.
After they finished their drinks, they went back upstairs. The massages had been nice, but the day had been very tiring. Daniel changed in the room while Sam took the bathroom. When she came back out, ready to go to bed, she caught Daniel sitting on the side of the bed with his wallet in his hand looking at a couple of pictures inside of it. He seemed very deep in thought and he did not notice she had stepped into the room. She felt in a playful mood and decided to try and surprise him.
"What do you have here?" she said as she snatched the wallet from his hand and smiled.
First he looked upset, but in a second he stood up and tried to get his wallet back as he smiled at her, too.
"Nothing. Just give it back, Sam," he said.
She moved fast and evaded him. He turned around and tried to grab it again and she avoided him one more time. Then she started opening the wallet. Daniel was approaching her again, decided to stop her, when she began running. He chased her playfully around the spacious room and even followed her walking over the bed in his attempt to recover the wallet. Very soon, he caught up with her and grabbed her from behind. Sam could have elbowed him in the stomach or she could have freed herself from him in many different ways, but that would have ended the fun. She just let him hold her by the waist as she tried to open the wallet for the last time. In order to stop her, he got closer to her and held her tightly against himself with one hand around her waist. He had his face against the side of her neck and he was still breathing heavily because of the chase. He took a second to recover his breath and stretched his other hand to reach his wallet as he softly said, "Give it back, Sam."
The moment his breath reached her neck, Sam felt goose bumps from head to toe. A wave of desire moved swiftly through her body and without any control over her actions, she leaned her head backwards over Daniel's shoulder and moaned.
He felt paralyzed. His body immediately responded to Sam, but his mind was unsure of the situation. He slowly lowered the hand that was trying to grab the wallet and without any other movements, he asked very softly, "Sam?"
Sam stayed immobile, with her eyes closed, just about to cry. She felt embarrassed and she could not find any words to explain to Daniel what had happened without revealing what she had been feeling. His voice sent another message to her body and she shivered. "Oh, Daniel," was all she could whisper and then she sighed.
She expected Daniel to push her away from him and demand an explanation. Instead, he took the wallet from her hand and let it drop on the carpet. He then held her hand and moved it to join the one he still had on her waist. As she did not resist and kept leaning on him with her eyes closed, he felt emboldened and lowered his head slightly until he kissed the side of her neck. Just once, softly.
Sam added a new definition to the expression 'on fire' in her vocabulary. "Oh, my God," she said this time and moved her head slightly so that he could have better access to her neck. Daniel answered by kissing it slowly, gently, more and more passionately, but still cautiously, ready to end everything with one word from her. She was not about to say it. She was afraid that anything she might say could destroy the mirage and Daniel would go back to being only her best friend.
He leisurely moved his mouth on her nape, alternatively kissing, lightly licking it, and blowing small puffs of hot air on it. Sam felt some kind of hysterical desire to laugh as if he were tickling her with four hands, but remained still, breathing with difficulty, as he continued giving her pleasure. Slowly he reached her collarbone and included small bites in his routine. Sam was quivering so strongly that he stretched his fingers over her torso to keep her still. He patiently moved his hands on top of her pajamas until one was immediately below her waist and the other one right under her breasts. Sam pressed backwards over him and felt his body respond. His breath hitched slightly and he gasped softly, before continuing his task.
He followed the line of her collarbone with his lips, pushing the collar of the pajama top with his mouth to reach her shoulder. He discovered she had no bra under the top and shivered. He lowered the hand that had been under her breasts until he reached the edge of the pajama. While he kept nuzzling her neck, he tentatively slid the tips of his fingers under it and Sam trembled. Daniel felt afraid that he had gone too far. They had not said a word since this had started and he was not sure of how they had gotten there. He raised his head slightly and whispered right by Sam's ear, "Sam?" as if asking for directions.
Sam had been simply enjoying the novel intimate connection with Daniel and had carefully avoided thinking about it. When she heard Daniel's question, she decided it was her time to act and she softly turned in his arms. They were facing each other now, extremely close, breathing heavily. She stretched her hand up and caressed the nape of his neck. Daniel closed his eyes and arched backwards against her hand. She pushed his head downward and kissed him.
