Tag #13 – Resistance
Daniel barely realized what was going on as he felt his glasses being removed. Through a pink haze, he heard a proud voice, one that he associated with a beautiful woman. "The code of life…we do so enjoy the method of procuring the code in your species. It is much more pleasurable than most."
"I bet," he murmured dreamily, eager and willing to do whatever the voice told him to do. There was no danger here, only his queen and goddess.
Wait…
What?
"Since you are to be our first pharaoh," the voice continued in a purr, and he felt his jacket being stripped from him with ease, "you will honor us by being the one to contribute the code."
Something about this felt…very wrong. "You want me to help you create more Goa'ulds?" He barely realized he'd said it out loud, the haze suddenly starting to clear from his mind, allowing him to see the sensual yet cruel smile on the face of the woman…no, the Goa'uld…in front of him. Smirking in victory, she leaned towards him to kiss him.
Adrenaline surged through his veins, breaking the mist's hold on his body. Moving quickly, he lashed out and gripped her arm tightly, ready to shove her away from him. The pink fog was hard to fight, and yet he could just barely resist it, beginning to push her away from him.
Hazel eyes smiled at him, and he caught a flash of real pink mist coming from her mouth. A shiver of horror and panic went up his spine, and then the fog descended on his mind again. Distantly, he felt soft lips press against his own and his body began to respond. A foreign wave of pride swept through him as he thought of the children he would create with his goddess.