So if you wanted PWP this is the where that M rating comes in. If that's not for you please feel free to skip this chapter. Hope you enjoy!

Brief Candle

"You're free to go Colonel."

Jack hopped off the table and stood just a little closer than normal. Not near enough for the people in the infirmary to question it but definitely close enough that she could feel him in her space.

"Thanks Doc. How much longer you stuck in here?"

She glanced up at him and saw he wasn't just making the casual conversation of a coworker. There was a glint in his eye. "Only a couple more hours Sir. I'll be out of here and home by dinner time."

"Hope the rest of your shift is good then. Catch you later Doc."

She was pretty sure that her nurses hadn't figured out that she had just made a rendezvous with Jack O'Neill but she forced herself focus on finishing the notations in her chart until his footsteps echoed down the hallway. It wouldn't do to be caught checking out his butt as it left the infirmary. Especially when she had scolded Natalie, the night shift nurse, for doing just that less than a week ago. They were patients not fantasy fodder she had said in her most dignified and hypocritical voice. Because Jack O'Neill definitely ticked both buckets for her.

Kicking off her shoes in the hallway she almost moaned at the pleasure of being able to stretch and wiggle her cramped toes. Being on her feet all day was a bear and as she moved up the stairs she reveled in the feel of the soft carpet under her toes.

Into the shower where she quickly washed up from the long day taking special care to shave her legs. The blade slid from ankle to knee then over the bend and to the top of her thigh. A warm thrill ran down her spine as she pictured Jack's hand doing the same.

Hopping out of the shower she quickly blew her hair dry and then threw on a comfortable tank top and a pair of sweatpants. Janet turned and headed downstairs. She hit the last step just in time to hear the doorbell ring.

She opened it to reveal Jack O'Neill looking unreasonably good in the simple outfit of a pair of jeans and a black tee-shirt. He also smelled fresh from a shower which Janet could tell because the first thing he did when the door opened was lean down and run his along her jaw to the back of her neck and kiss her deeply and passionately.

Jack stepped further in the house his lips staying locked on hers and kicked the door shut behind him. Continuing to move backwards he had her two steps up from the bottom before he broke for air.

"Hi." His hands now rubbed up and down her sides stopping to cup her ass.

Janet leaned her chest against his able, for once, to look him straight in the eye from her two step vantage. "Hi."

His hands moved up from where they rested on the curve of her butt under the hem of her shirt and skimmed along her lower back in a feather light touch. A shiver went down her spine and she leaned in again.

As soon as their lips locked his hands moved more purposefully back to her butt and cupped under it and lifted her from her feet pulling her body even closer to his. Instinctively she wrapped her legs around his waist. She could feel the corded muscles of his arms against her sides and the rippling of his shoulders as he walked up the steps holding her in is arms. Even before they hit the top of the stairs she could feel his hardness pressing insistently against her center.

They reached the top of the steps and rather than put her down he carried her all the way to her bedroom where the large king sized bed dominated the room. Shifting his grip so his right forearm was under her butt he crawled on his other three limbs before he settled them in the middle of the mattress laying firm and heavily reassuring on top of her.

Propped up on his forearms he reached between them and ran his hand over her sweatpants putting pressure on her clit. She moaned. Then he flipped his hand over and gave himself a firm stroke through the denim of his jeans.

Jack sat back on his heels and moved to unbutton his pants when Janet shook her head. "Uh uh. You have some atoning to do Mr. O'Neill. Someone was not well behaved on their last trip through the gate. Sleeping around will get you in trouble or don't you know that already?" She had a wicked gleam in her eye that he picked up on and grinned back. That boyish grin that he was so well known for. No wonder Kinthya hadn't been able to keep her hands off of him.

Sliding his hands under her shoulder blades he lifted and scooted her back until she was closer to the top of the bed. Her head resting on the pillow now he moved back to a kneeling position taking her sweats and panties with him as he went.

Flinging the discarded garments over his shoulder his tee shirt soon followed as he moved back in until his mouth was millimeters away from her center. He glanced up one more time making eye contact with pupils that were dilated with desire before he lowered his tongue to the task.

He may not be a doctor but damn did the man know his anatomy.

His tongue swirled over her clit causing a full body shudder as her knees fell helplessly apart. Sucking on it gently then releasing it he moved lower to lick at her opening. Then back up to lavish attention on the sensitive nub.

His shoulders pressed against the back of her thighs he delved into the task at hand with an energetic relish that had her squirming under his touch. Placing his left hand on her lower belly his fingers danced over her skin his thumb occasionally straying South to add a rough counterpoint to the lapping of his tongue.

Jack shifted his weight once more and then suddenly a finger was inside her. Instinctively she clenched down on it feeling a thrill shoot up at her spine as her muscles gripped the digit. God he felt good.

When the second digit was slipped in with the first she knew she wasn't going to last much longer. The fullness of his fingers scissoring back and forth inside her along with his tongue tantalizing her clit meant she was fast approaching a climax.

Janet swears she could feel his lips quirk up in a grin two seconds before he twisted his hand and curled his fingers inside her. The movement sent rippling waves of pressure through her body as she found her release with her hands tangled in his hair. She rode his fingers through the following wave of pleasure as he stroked them in and out of her his head resting on her thigh occasionally lapping at her quivering clit.

"Jesus Christ Jack," she breathed out.

"At your service." She could picture the self satisfied grin even though her eyes were closed.

He slid up the bed and curled his arm around her waist. He pulled her tight against his body grinding his hips into hers and whispered in her ear, "I want to fuck you so bad." She knew he did. She could feel his impressive erection along the outside of her thigh still trapped in it's denim confines. The front of the jeans slightly damp where pre-cum had beaded on the head of his penis.

In response she reached down and cupped his package squeezing lightly. He moaned. She leaned to kiss him and just before their lips locked she replied, "fuck me as hard as you can."

This drew another, more guttural moan, from the man beside her. She heard the rustle of fabric and he was quickly pressed up against her side again. He lay along his left side with her spooned into his chest.

Gently he lifted her leg and moved it back over his own hip to open her up. Then grabbing his turgid cock in his right hand he slowly slid it in her orgasm slicked hole to the hilt.

"Oh God. You're so tight."

He slid in and out of her slowly allowing her to become accustomed to his size. He savored every motion of his body and every bit of pleasure it brought.

The last two days he had been trapped in a body that aged and betrayed him. He couldn't see well, he couldn't hear well and worst of all he couldn't move well. Even walking had been something he couldn't take for granted. Then Janet and Carter had found a solution to the nanites and his body had returned to its prime.

He had had to move so carefully the last two days careful not to pull anything, careful not to break anything. He was done being careful.

Rolling over Jack came up on to his knees gripping Janet's slim waist as he went ending with her ass in the air her face in the mattress and his dick as deep as it would go.

"As hard as you want." Came her voice and it was all the allowance he needed.

Thrusting hard and fast and pulling her hips to him he pounded into her finding pleasure not just in the sensation of her silky core slipping and squeezing around him but in every furious contraction of every muscle. In every movement he made without thinking.

He was so close.

Three more hard, fast strokes and he pushed in deep one more time and came with a cry. His dick pulsed dumping more and more of his seed deep inside of her. He could feel her walls around him milking him for more and dropped his head onto her shoulders propping himself up on his forearms so as not to crush her.

"That was so good. Thank you." He managed to get out between heaving breaths.

He rolled them both back on their side pulling Janet in close to his chest as his now softening penis slipped out of her. She half rolled further around so she could look at him and returned the grin he had sent her way earlier. "Maybe we can check your refractory period next."

He grinned back. He'd be happy to test it out for her.