LIBERTINES AND LIBERATION – PANTS OFF DANCE OFF – CHAPTER 27
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any Stargate characters, ideas or themes. As a matter of fact, Stargate can have my ideas if they want them (wouldn't that be great). All standard applicable disclaimers apply to this piece. I have tried to source any materials quoted in furtherance of this story.
Spoilers: Probably some for Season 10 and beyond
Summary: Vala and Daniel centered storyline adventure (hopefully); relationship (okay yes); angst (yup); comfort; etc.
Rating: R to NC-17 in some parts.
Author's Note: This is my first Stargate fiction. I have no betas – not even a beta fish – not even sure what a beta is in fact.
This story will have multiple chapters.
I took inspiration from Milena D's Misappropriation of Lives and a short story called Believe by Random. I really wish those two authors would write more on those two story lines.
The old Lucky Boy Factory was in the Warehouse District, in the old part of downtown Colorado Springs. It was laced with railroad tracks backing up to loading docks. The factory was on a dead end street, made slick by a little light rain, the end of the street was marked by a chain link fence where litter stuck to the bottom of the fence as if melded with the metal. Other litter swirled in the gutters when a wind eddy gusted down the little street. There was more graffiti than wall in most places. The entrance to the club was up some metal stairs and through the loading dock.
The main factory floor had mostly been cleared of machinery long ago. It was divided into large performance stages on elevated platforms encircled with bouncers in black t-shirts. The lower floor had space for the sweating masses to dance. Several bars 10 deep in people laced the space. At various points, there were lounges where people sat and drank.
Video screens were set up with constant video being streamed; low strobe lights were fighting each other in the various dance spaces. Vala immediately felt the energy of the place. It sent a jolt of electricity through her body that simultaneously made her tense and relax. She was going to forget everything and experience tonight. That's what she wanted.
"Come on Vala, let's check the stage," Jill said excitedly.
"First drinks" Vala said wanting to get the feel of the place.
"Tequila shots." Frank, Jill's beautiful frat boy friend number one shouted, lining up shots for everyone.
Everyone slammed the shots back.
Frank was admiring Vala's glove like black sleeveless dress that provided a nice view of Vala's cleavage and a dangerous view of bare back while ending high on her thigh. The dress was Jill's roommate Shana's dress. She'd added to her height with a pair of Mary Jane dance shoes with about 3 inch heels.
Jill was dressed all in black, a simple short skirt and tank top with the same Mary Jane shoes.
"More shots!" Tom, Jill's beautiful frat boy friend number two shouted plunking down the shots, which they all slammed back.
After a few sweaty dances on the dance floor; Jill pulled Vala's arm towards the performance stage.
"Where did you train Vala? You're form is superb." Jill praised. "Come on."
AS Kang's, Bhangra Revolution, Akhian was playing as Jill cleared the performance stage.
"Let's go." Jill said to Vala, "you can follow a lead, I know you can."
Zombie Nation Kernkraft 400 started to play. The crowd's heavy UCS presence cheered as Jill and Vala took the stage.
Vala and Jill began circling each other before opening with a straight up and down jumps, The Trout, Jill called it. As the song went into a more driving beat, Jill began turning, leaping split after leaping split across the makeshift stage.
If there's one thing Vala knew how to do it was move. Vala followed Jill, matching her with mirror image leaping splits of her own. Then they broke apart and went in opposite directions still doing the leaping splits before undulating back together where Jill grabbed Vala's hips and freaked against her butt.
"Vala, check out your audience." Jill nodded towards the tall, blond in the leather jacket with the striking blue eyes; cute even with the nerdy glasses. But Vala couldn't immediately see who Jill was talking about.
Vala's dress had shimmied higher up her thighs as her hips kept beat with Jill's freak movements. Vala mirrored the movement. Vala looked up into the eyes of Dr. Daniel Jackson; she didn't miss a beat as she watched Daniel, who was watching her move against Jill; the song escalated past the techno vibrating "Zombie, Zombie, Zombie Nation . . . ." Daniel took in Vala's black seduction as she moved with the possessive, beautiful blond Jill.
Vala broke the gaze with Daniel; bent and her hair moved to the floor over her head; then she jerked her head back and the hair flew back as the crowd went wild. Vala moved her head swiftly and rhythmically and her hair followed. Jill followed Vala's lead and synchronized to her moves. Vala added planks and rhythmic kicks as the song blended into the next song, Stiff Jazz, more of a truer dance number.
Vala and Jill broke into a series of rhythmic, fast footwork that reminded Daniel of contemporary jazz and tap with staccato arm movements. As the more melodic lines came into the song, the women held arms and balanced their weight off one another. Then the horns on the song came in and Jill led them in a series of athletic standing jump kicks that Vala aped perfectly. The song blended into the Indian Hip Hop, Beware by Panjabi MC.
Vala started an undulating movement with her stomach that Jill followed before letting one foot lead her body across the floor in rhythmic hops towards Daniel. Vala lifted her hair as sweat poured down her back; she continued to sway and move her hips to the hip hop beat. Vala spun, swayed in rhythm as the music ended.
Vala stared into Daniel's eyes as she teetered on the edge of the tall stage. Jill had come behind Vala and placed a possessive hand on her hip, but Vala leaned into Jill's ear, whispered something and then jumped from the stage where Daniel caught her in his arms.
"Nice dress," Daniel commented as his hands met Vala's slick bare back.
"Hmmm," Vala said as she wrapped herself further around him and kissed him gently on the mouth.
"Vala!" Daniel started to get annoyed with her, but then calmed and said, "Let's go home."
"Wait, I have to get Cameron's pants, they're over there." Vala told him pointing her finger, but not giving up her perch in Daniel's arms.
"And where are your pants dear?" Daniel asked with a soft smile; he was determined not to get annoyed with her; she was talking to him and she was smiling at him and that was enough.
"Oh, they're over there too."
Daniel and Vala knocked on Sam's door. It was close to 3:00 a.m.
"Hey Sam," Daniel greeted.
"Hi Sam, we brought Cameron's pants and a ride back to the base." Vala smiled as she walked into Sam's house.
"Vala nice to see you, and I mean all of you," Jack smirked.
"Hello Jack," Vala came up and gave Jack a cheerful hug. "Where's our jailbird?"
"He's in the kitchen sobering up on coffee." Jack smirked again as Vala walked passed in her barely there dress.
"Daniel" Jack smirked, "Your girl looks like she had quite the evening."
"Jack." Daniel grinned, relieved not to have Vala running around Colorado Springs on her own, "You have no idea. And, don't ask."
From the kitchen, Jack and Daniel heard Cam and Vala:
"Hello Cameron, here are your pants." Vala smirked, "Jill was actually quite reasonable once someone wasn't in her face accusing her of cheating."
"I only bet her my pants, because you said we had good sexual chemistry." Cameron said.
Daniel and Jack looked at each other.
"Well you did, you do, but no woman likes to hear that you think she's cheating; and a word of advice Cameron, never accuse a woman of cheating when she has two loyal males with her, well other than you and Daniel; so pathetic with Arlos." Vala educated Cam. "I told you to let me play the game and win them back for you."
"Yeah, that wasn't happening with the frat boy romp going on. Besides, she was apparently after you Princess, at least from the looks of you, and as depressing as that sounds. I mean, I'm catching hell over not having my pants; where exactly are your pants Miss? And what the hell are you wearing?" Cam asked giving her the once over, "You had on jeans the last time I saw you."
"First, calm down, my relationship with Jill is purely artistic; she took me to Liquid 14th; and she lent me something appropriate to wear." Vala grinned.
"I'm not sure that dress qualifies as appropriate anywhere but maybe the Playboy mansion, Princess." Cam smirked and shook his head.
"Says the man in the orange pants. Where did you get those things anyway Cameron?" Vala smirked back, "You better watch it Cameron; you're starting to sound as grumpy as Daniel."
"I think you actually want Jackson to kill me don't you? What do you think he's going to say about your little hoochie mama outfit when he hears about it. What the hell happened between you and the good doctor, and why am I getting dragged into the middle of it?" Cameron said waving a hand over her with a groan.
"He's in the living room, ask him yourself." Vala grinned. "Besides, Daniel Jackson is not the boss of me. And, I never would have gone with Jill if you hadn't lost your pants and gotten arrested."
Daniel rolled his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. Jack and Sam looked at each other with a smirk.
Cameron groaned.
"Oh come on Cam, you're not afraid of Daniel are you? Yes he's grouchy, but he's a man of peace."
"Oh, I don't know," Daniel came in the kitchen glaring at Cameron.
"Don't mind him, he's just grumpy. He just wanted us to stay home and sleep together tonight." Vala smirked.
"Vala likes a loose interpretation of the facts; now I want everyone to put on their own pants so we can go home." Daniel said and raised his eyebrows.
"Hello Daniel," Vala smiled, "You wanted to see me?"
"Yeah," Daniel looked up from his work, "I got a text from your good buddy Jill who gave me the link on the web for your Twyla Tharp meets the Pussycat Dolls dance routine. I thought we might watch it together as a caution against drunk dancing. Apparently it's gone viral." Daniel smirked, "They're calling you two the Leap Frog Sisters."
Daniel pulled the site up, he'd already watched it dozens of times. He'd never admit it to Vala but he found her dance incredibly seductive, like most things about her. He could see why Jill thought Vala had years in a dance discipline. She seemed to be moving by muscle memory.
"Darling these things last five minutes and then everyone is on to something else." Vala said touching his face in assurance.
"I'm not so sure Leap Frog." Daniel told her, knitting his eyebrows and using the new nickname he'd heard several of the SFs use for Vala.