After their showers, they were both in their underwear in the walk-in closet. Sam had chosen an emerald green long, flowing dress. It was form-fitting on top, highlighting her height and accentuating her curves. She paired it with a pair of high heels to further emphasize her height making her almost the same height as Jack. For makeup she just used some lip gloss and a little eyeliner.
Jack had gone with a charcoal grey classic suit, tailored to fit him perfectly, with a crisp white dress shirt, grey tie, and a pair of dress shoes.
When they looked at each other they both smiled, pleased with the result.
"Jesus, Sam. You look like a Hollywood star. You're stunning tonight", he said suddenly not very sure if it was better to stay home and do their little celebration in the bedroom.
Smiling, Sam adjusted his tied.
"Thank you, Jack. You look pretty dapper yourself".
Jack chuckled. "Thanks, I tried my best".
They decided to take a cab and when they arrived Sam noticed they were at Del Frisco's Double Eagle Steakhouse. He had taken her to one of her favorite restaurants. After being shown to their table, Sam grabbed his hand.
"Thanks, Jack", she said.
"Your welcome, honey. I'm sorry I haven't remembered this myself", he said kissing her hand. They were both wearing their wedding rings.
They started with a seafood tower appetizer and then Jack moved on to a prime rib while Sam chose a filet mignon for the main course. They chose a nice bottle of red wine to complete the meal and chocolate cake as desert.
After finishing, they were both smiling.
"So congratulations on your new assignment", he said taking her hand.
"Well, at least we'll be finally living at the same town and the same house together", she said sipping her wine.
"There's that", Jack said playing with her wedding ring.
Sam put her glass on the table. She wanted to talk with him about another subject but wasn't sure the restaurant was the most appropriate place.
"Do you want to go home?", she asked slowly.
"Yes, very much", Jack said squeezing her hand tighter.
She smiled and looked down, blushing. He still made her blush. It was so embarrassing. Jack quickly asked for the check and paid. They left and in the cab, Jack's hands were having a very hard time of not moving Sam's dress up. Fortunately, they arrived home.
Once inside, his lips were on hers before the front door was closed. He closed it with his foot, while kissing and holding her body close to his. Still kissing her, he grabbed her and she hold it without hesitation, following close behind as he led her to their bedroom. Inside, Jack's hands were already on her dress, quickly unzipping it and letting it fall to the ground.
"Sweet Jesus", he groaned when his eyes saw her in just the matching black silk bra, very tiny panties and high heels.
She smiled and started to take his tie and unbutton his shirt. Jack quickly took his jacket and was already taking his shoes, throwing them through the room carelessly.
"Keep the heels", he said hoarsely as he took his pants and lead her to their bed. They both lay down and he started kissing every inch of his wife's body, from her lips to her painted toes. Her very bright red painted toes. He had taken her shoes very slowly before.
Sam moaned when he moved his lips to her breast, pulling the rosy tips into his mouth, suckling and playing his tongue. Then Jack's brushed his finger through her soft curls sliding first one, then another finger into her hot, silken channel; moving them slowly in and out.
"Oh... God..." Sam was now grabbing the bed sheets and trashing her head against the pillows.
Her body was tensing, prepared for release. She was arching into him, wanting more. Jack started to pump his fingers faster into her.
"Come, honey", he said kissing her slowly on her neck and closer to her ear.
"Jack!", Sam yelled, shattering and holding on to him.
His kept his fingers inside her and continued stroking her until her body fell back on the bed, relaxed and spent. Jack then slowly crawled over her, covering his wife's trembling body with his and taking her mouth in a passionate kiss.
Having recovering some of her senses, Sam returned his kiss with equal passion, reveling in the feel of his body pressed so close to hers. She could feel his erection trapped between their bodies, throbbing against her stomach.
Sam parted her legs to cradle him between her thighs. Her hands were now moving all over his body.
"I want you inside me, General", she said with a teasing smile. She reached a hand between their bodies, wrapping her fingers around his very hard erection and guiding him into her.
Jack locked his eyes with hers and slowly began to enter her. He took his time, savoring every sensation as, inch by inch, he started stretching and filling her.
"Oh God, Jack, you feel so good.", Sam was holding his hair tight and moaning with pleasure.
Jack rocked his hips against hers, withdrawing and re-entering; driving himself in and out of her body over and over. As the sensations grow, Sam was helpless but to follow him, matching his thrusts.
Jack was no longer able to hold back, sweating already covering his back so he began to thrust faster... harder... driving into her over and over.
"Fuck, Jack…I'm close", she said panting.
Sam wrapped her legs around him, her body clinging tightly. With only a few more thrusts she was screaming out his name. "Oh God, Jack!"
Jack felt the rush of her juices as her inner walls spasmed around him and he groaned her name loudly against her neck losing control, his hips pumping sporadically against hers. Sam sighed feeling the hot splash of his seed within her.
"Sam..."
Jack collapsed on top of her, their bodies still trembling against each other. Knowing that he was crushing her Jack rolled off her and Sam immediately snuggled against his side, sighing happily when his arms went around her, holding her close.
"That was way better than desert", she said after some minutes. "And you know I love chocolate".
Jack smiled. "I'm glad you liked it. I've been practicing", he said caressing her arm.
She laughed and hid her head in his shoulder.
"Jack…?"
"What?"
She continued with her face hidden in his shoulder, close to his neck.
"I want to ask you something but I'm a little afraid…", she admitted.
Jack lifted his head immediately and looked at her.
"What is it? What's the problem, Sam?", he asked with a concerned voice.
She swallowed and finally looked at him.
"You know that I love you…" she started gaining courage.
Jack almost sat on the bed.
"Now you scaring the shit out of me, Samantha Carter-O'Neill! What's going on?", he asked feeling a big lump forming in his throat.
Sam quickly grabbed his arm, trying to calm him down.
"No, Jack. It's OK, there's no problem…At least I don't think it's a problem. Well we've never actually talk about it so I really don't know if it's a problem or not…GOD!", Sam stopped talking and hid her face in her hands.
Jack was borderline panicking now and grabbed both her shoulders.
"Sam, honey. Please tell me the what the fuck is going on before I have a heart attack!", he asked breathing faster than normal.
"I want a baby, Jack", she said very quickly, uncovering her face and looking at him.
"A baby?" Jack repeated slowly, still holding her.
Sam just nodded.
"You want a baby?", he asked again as his brain slowly processed the information.
Sam started biting her lower lip.
"I don't really know if I can have babies because of what Jolinar did to my body but I want to try. Do you want to have a baby, Jack?", she asked without being able to hide the fear in her voice.
Jack let his arms fall over and just stood there, looking at her, silent. Sam swallowed several times trying very hard to prevent the incoming tears to arrive to her eyes.
"You don't want another baby", she said slowly, looking down to their messed sheets just to avoid his eyes.
"I never said that", Jack finally found his voice again after the initial shock.
Sam cleared her throat.
"You don't have to. I can see it in your face", she said passing a hand through her face trying to calm herself.
"You just caught me by surprise, honey. That's all", he said trying to pick her hand but she expertly managed to avoid him. "Sam?", he called when she continued to look down and not at him.
She had her eyes full of tears that hadn't fall just because of her own iron will. So there was no way she was looking at him now. Slowly Jack put one hand in his wife's cheek and lifted it up making her look at him. He felt his heart involved by a tight fist when he saw the unshed tears.
"Honey, you're jumping to conclusions. I never said I didn't want a baby. I just said I was surprised. Sam, please don't cry", he asked.
She quickly cleaned her eyes and looked at him liked she hadn't a broken heart at that instant.
"I'm not crying", she said.
"OK. So can we talk?", he asked.
"Sure", she said clearing her throat and pulling the sheet to cover her breasts. She felt suddenly exposed.
Jack pretended he didn't notice the awkward gesture.
"Can I ask you a question? About this baby thing?", he asked careful not to touch her. Apparently she wasn't receptive to his touch at this moment.
She just nodded.
"Why do you want to have a baby now? We've never spoke about it before", he pointed out.
Sam was expecting that question.
"Because I'm not getting younger and now we're both living and working in the same city", she said a little too coldly than she expected.
"And you don't think I'm too old to be a father again, Sam?", he asked slowly. He was after all turning 50 in a few months.
"I've already told you that our age difference doesn't matter to me, Jack", she said looking at him. Her blue eyes suddenly looking bluer than normal.
"That's not what I've asked you, Sam", he said.
"No, you're not too old to be a father. If you want to be", she added.
"I'm old enough to be his grandfather", he pointed out.
Sam let go of the sheet and fisted both hands in the mattress.
"IS THAT YOUR PROBLEM?!", she asked shouting and lousing her temper completely.
He remained calm, sitting in front of her and looking at her eyes and not to her beautiful body.
"No, I'm just talking. And pointing out some things I know you don't like to talk but we've to if we're going to have a baby", he calmly said.
"I never said I don't like to talk…", Sam started but suddenly stopped as his words entered her brain. "Wait, did you just said 'if we're going to have a baby'?!", she asked confused.
Jack just nodded. Sam moved her legs almost kneeling in the bed.
"So are you agreeing with us having a baby?", she asked, blinking in confusion.
He smiled. She looked adorable when she was confused which was almost never. So he was partially enjoying seeing her looking like this.
"It appears so", he said.
Sam put one hand in her face, closing her eyes and trying to calm herself.
"Jack, please. Just give me a straight answer. Do you want to have a baby?", she asked slowly.
"Yes, very much, especially if you're the mother", he said with a big smile.
Sam looked at him surprised.
"Oh, so you're counting on having a baby with someone else besides ME?!" Her tone was in a scale of surprise quickly getting to damn bloody anger.
"I'd rather have one with you, honey. A mini-you would be adorable", he said starting to move towards her.
Sam opened her mouth a little shocked. "Really?! You'd rather?! I wasn't aware you had other options…", she said blushing furiously.
Jack put his hands on both sides of her legs.
"I've been told I'm quite handsome…", he said moving his lips closer to hers.
"By WHOM? Who the hell told you THAT?", Sam asked, clearly annoyed. And moving backwards in the bed and away from his lips.
Jack continue to crawl after her. She had stopped only because of their headboard.
"My wife keeps telling me that all the time. I can't imagine why", he said still smiling.
Sam picked a pillow and threw it at his smiling face.
"Ass!", she said trying not to smile.
He just picked the pillow and put it away. He was now between her legs, one hand in each of her knees.
"She apparently also likes my ass. Funny as hell", he said smugly.
"She must have a very strange sense of humor", she said biting her lip.
Jack placed his hands on her outer thighs and pulled her down in a sudden motion. Suddenly Sam was again laying in the mattress and he was on top of her.
"Jack! What are you doing?", she asked surprised.
He didn't give her time to ask another question as he entered her in one hard thrust, making her gasp and hold on to his arms.
"I'm making you a baby", he said kissing her deeply.
She kissed him back as he continued to thrust into her, hard, fast, slow, soft. Driving them both nuts with pleasure. She was close; very, very close now and dig her nails into his back. Hard.
"Jack…", she warned closing her eyes.
He could feel she was almost there and thrusted harder and faster.
"OH fuckkk…", she yelled finally letting go.
After a bit he felt the pressure start from his groin and build and build until he could contain it no longer. With a harsh cry, he also came, burying his face in her shoulder. After a few final short thrusts his hips stopped twitching and he relaxed fully, putting all his weight over her body.
Sam was gently caressing his neck and hair, their breathing still fast.
"If I get pregnant, it's going to be a beautiful baby", she said with tears in her eyes.
"When you get pregnant", Jack corrected her, rolling off her.
She moved closer to him and buried her head in his neck, crying. He held her.
"Don't cry, honey. It's going to be alright. We are going to get pregnant", he said trying to calm her down.
She continued to cry in his arms until finally the sobs started to decreased and eventually stopped. Moving the hair from her face, Jack realized she had fallen asleep of pure exhaustion. He kissed her forehead, pulled the sheets and the comforter and closed his eyes. He was asleep moments later. Dreaming of a little blonde blue-eyed girl running in their backyard.