3 - New Lovers

~~2002 through 2003~~

~*Sam*~

The quarters have no cameras. A few don't, originally removed for the Goa'uld. Since then, a few of the Tok'ra had insisted on not being watched all the time. I assume Malek would feel the same way.

He begins undressing while I am still explaining things. I trail off… "Um."

He looks to me in confusion. "I do not wish to sleep in my uniform."

I keep going, deciding not to make an issue, and trying not to think about what he will be sleeping in. Underwear? Naked?

"What will you be sleeping in?" Alright, I didn't just think about it, I asked. "I-I mean, do you want anything to sleep in?" He has a gorgeous body. Do they work out? They must work out. Was it inappropriate to wonder if Amb was gay or bi? Some part of Jolinar's memories tell me that he's bisexual, though he usually prefers men.

"I brought sleepwear and another uniform." He smirks, and somehow, I know he knows what I'm thinking.

"Do you have any questions?" I picture him with Martouf.

"Why is that flashing the same symbols?"

"Oh, that's the clock."

"Is it broken?"

"No, um…"

"Can you fix it?"

"I'll reset it for you." I head over. I feel his body heat as I slipped passed him, all the while thinking about how he had said his relationship with Martouf had been intense.

What exactly did that mean?

I fix his clock while he steps closer. When I turn back to him, he's still smirking.

"Thank you."

An adorable smirk.

"Um, you're welcome." I nod, moving passed him, between him and the bed. I almost lose my balance, and he steadies me with a powerful grip on my arm. It sends a shiver through my skin.

"You could have gone the other way."

"Sorry." That would have made a lot more sense, but…wait. "You can't read Earth time," I realize.

He gives a soft, almost smug, chuckle, deepened by his natural voice, and it somehow sends a tingle down my spine. My heart is pounding.

"No," he admits. His eyes flash with amusement. He doesn't let go, but his grip softens.

I don't want to move. I want to hear that vibrant laugh again.

He kisses me, testing my response, and I give one quickly. His kiss becomes hard. His hands move to my sides, I find myself pulling him on me as he pulls off my shirt. I expect him to fumble with my clothes, but he doesn't. I don't fumble with his either. I am undressed in seconds, and he kisses down my body.

His hands. His mouth. Fuck! The man has skill.

I touch his hair as his mouth moves lower. He eases my legs apart, and the waves that follow are intense and long. Never before has a man had me shivering so fast.

He slips off his pants and underwear before moving on me, grabbing my wrists as he kisses and thrusts. Fast and hard.

I am thankful that the walls are thick. I hold him, barely able to keep up with him.

He lasts a long time. Then suddenly one wrist is released as he reaches below, and I soon shudder with the longest and strongest pleasure I have ever had.

Only then, does he release, punctuated by glowing eyes and using his skills to make me tremble in aftermaths.

He sits up after, watching as I catch my breath.

"You're probably glad I drank all that coffee now."

Malek laughs.

"I think I should probably meet Amb. I mean…" I trail off as I see his expression change. "I didn't necessarily mean right now." This is an embarrassing way to meet someone, which I realize doesn't make sense. It's his body that's on me. I know he was experiencing everything with Malek.

Amb leans down, kissing me.

While Malek had been hard and fast, Amb is slow and long in comparison. He is no less skilled.

I am going to be sore tomorrow, but I absolutely don't want this to end.

Memories of Martouf and Lantash surface. Lantash loved being grabbed. As did Jolinar. Does Malek? I grab the back of Amb's neck, and he shudders.

"He likes that?"

"Yes," Amb moans softly as he caresses me.

Amb stops before he is done, then flips me over, kissing my back as he caresses up my leg.

"Have you ever?"

"No," I admit.

"Are you curious?"

"Very." I had been curious before, but not curious enough. With them? I'm more than curious.

Where did he get oil?

Oil that tingles.

He takes his time, preparing me as he kisses my neck.

"Samantha," he whispers as we become one again.

I feel a trace of that oil on his hand as he holds me. I honestly don't think I would have enjoyed this with past lovers, but this… He touches my neck. I don't have a symbiote, but it still sends a shiver down my spine.

He doesn't last long because it's my first time in that manner. I turn to him after.

"So, you're shy?"

He has the most adorable blush.

I kiss him.

Even his kisses are different.

:.:.:

"Sam?"

"Janet, hi." It's the next morning.

Janet pulls me into an empty office. "Are you alright?"

"What?" Does she know? She can't possibly know.

"Sam…did someone hurt you?" Her voice is so tender.

"No? Why would you…" I realize there is slight bruising on my wrists. Oh, that is embarrassing.

"You haven't left the base in a few days. That means-"

"Janet. I swear. I'm fine. I'm incredibly embarrassed, but I'm fine."

Janet frowns.

"I had sex," I admit. I don't mind telling her. I just hoped it would have been when I was ready. "Very…intense…best I've ever had…sex."

Janet grins. "Oh, well, who's the lucky man?"

"It was just a one time thing." Unfortunately.

"That's not really you."

"Best I've ever had. I mean, I expected them to be good, but…"

"Them?"

Oops. "I really don't want this to go on record and possibly get them in trouble. Please." Would it get them in trouble? I honestly don't know.

"No, I mean. As long as it was consensual, it's not my business." She is very curious, but she won't pry.

"Thank you."

"You might want to cover those."

:.:.:.:

"Malek, do you have a healing device?"

"No. Is someone injured?"

I'm a bit embarrassed as I show my wrists.

He looks quite horrified. "You have my deepest apologies."

"It doesn't hurt. I didn't notice it until Janet did, and that's the problem."

"I did not realize I had been so rough with you."

It's my turn to smirk. He is probably used to other Tok'ra. "I'm fine. Really? Last night was… Um… You and Amb might have ruined all other men for me."

"We apologize."

"That is not something to apologize for." I smile, then give him a soft kiss.

He smiles. A real smile this time. Not a smirk.

Long sleeves it is.

:.:.:.:

I was wrong though. It wasn't the only time. After that though, he came prepared with a healing device, but him having one gave it away to Janet.

"Malek?!"

"Shhh, yes, Malek. And Amb."

"He just seems so…not you."

"Arrogant?"

"Yes," she admitted.

"He is, but there's also so much more than that. More than I know. I barely know him, but I do enjoy…" I see Jack coming in. "…working with Malek."

"What about Malek?" Jack asks as he comes in.

"Nothing important, sir," I reply as Janet grins at me.

The healing device isn't needed much after. He learns my body quickly, keeping the intensity strong without leaving marks.

Usually, it is in his temporary quarters. Once in mine. A few times at the Alpha base itself, which had to be fast, and lord, even five minutes with them is better than other men.

Aside from just learning their preferences, Jolinar's memories are very useful in knowing how to please a Tok'ra male. Even the way to hold the neck depends on which one is in control.

It isn't serious. I don't think it can be.

:.:.:.:

A second lieutenant is flirting with him in the mess hall. I am jealous. Extremely jealous. I have no right to be jealous.

They are not mine. They can sleep with whom they want.

I hate her.

She isn't actually doing anything wrong.

I still hate her.

"I am not interested in having sexual relations with you," Malek replies.

Jack walked into the mess hall with me, and he hides his laughter.

"But, I thought-"

"No." He walks away.

Yes!

I worry that it was only because he saw me though, especially because the woman leaves as well.

"'Sexual relations?'" Jack laughs. "Wow."

"Sir?"

"Anyone who talks like that must be very…practical in the bedroom." Jack chuckles, shaking his head. "She'd be better off with stone."

"Jealous, sir?" I tease.

"Or ice." He looks over. "Come on. It's Malek. He's probably very…predictable."

Far from it, but I can't defend him without giving myself away.

:.:.:.:

I walk into a small argument between Malek and a new Tok'ra. Delek, I believe.

"Oh. Sorry. I'll leave."

"We are done," Delek says before leaving.

I frown. "I'm guessing that was none of my business."

"We don't agree on certain…political issues." Whatever it is, he's angry about it.

"Oh." I blush.

"You thought he discovered us?" He grins slightly.

"That was my first thought," I admit.

"He would not care if he did. He and Tian have been with a few of your people." He smirks.

Tian. I realize that is the host.

:.:.:

Lieutenant Beth Parker. The flirt. She seems…satisfied.

I sigh. I'm getting paranoid.

:.:.:

"You could just ask Malek," Janet points out.

"The thing is, it's not really my business."

She picks up that I don't want to talk about it. "My house. Star Wars tonight?"

I smile. "I'll bring popcorn."

:.:.:

On the Alpha Site, Beth is flirting with him again, rather aggressively so. I hear her as I approach the building. Well, I asume it's him. That's her voice, and he's supposed to be in there.

I pause, briefly wondering if I should just leave, but no. We have work to do. They can flirt on their own time.

When I enter, he's working…and he looks extremely annoyed. She is almost behind him, and I realize he's doing his best to ignore her. Then before I can say anything, she grabs the back of his neck. Her hand is grabbed immediately and pushed away.

"I said I wasn't interested," he says, his eyes flaring as he stands. "Do not touch me again."

She steps back in fear.

"Parker, cool off," I order.

She jumps, realizing I'm there. He looks back, surprised.

"Sir, I…" She stammers as she rubs her hand. She is clearly humiliated.

Malek realizes he hurt her.

"Go to the medic," I order.

She scampers away.

"Malek…? Are you alright?"

He rubs the back of his neck, clearly disturbed.

"I'll talk to her. She probably doesn't know that's an intimate gesture."

"She has had sexual relations with other Tok'ra, and I have told her myself when she first reached for me. She knows." He frowns. "She does not respect boundaries."

I walk to him.

"She saw us on your camera. She seems to believe that shows my interest in the Tau'ri."

"Oh…that's presumptuous." I feel bad that petty jealousy prevented me from seeing that she was harassing him.

"I have told her repeatedly that I'm not interested, but she seems to think I am playing…" He frowns. "'Hard to get?'" He is baffled by the statement.

"Why didn't you say anything?" I frown as I realize how that sounds. "Alright, I can get why you didn't."

"I didn't know if her behavior was acceptable, especially as we are on your base."

"Next time, you can tell me. Or someone else if you prefer. Or another Tok'ra to report on your behalf. She's harassing you. That's not acceptable. I'm going to talk to Hammond about this. This is going to stop."

He gives a genuine smile. "Thank you." He pulls me closer. "I should have spoken to you about her behavior. I was embarrassed."

I find that he is taking a genuine comfort in holding me.

:.:.:.:

"Sam, you okay?" Jack asks.

Since it was soon after Malek, I find myself looking at my wrists. Nothing there.

"Yeah, sir, why?"

"There's been a couple reports concerning…a certain Tok'ra. He broke Lieutenant Parker's hand."

"She was the aggressor. I saw it myself."

"Which is why Hammond didn't pursue it, but now there's an anonymous report that…he…forced himself on you. He asked me to investigate."

She actually went there with this. I'm furious.

I see his anger as he misinterprets my reaction. "I'm going to kill him."

"Sir, no. He hasn't done anything wrong."

"Sam?"

"And I was off duty, so neither have I."

He frowns. Relieved, but confused. "You and Malek?"

"And Amb."

And hurt. I see it creeping in now.

"Parker had to have made the report. She's the only one with a motive."

"That's a little extreme."

"She knows about us."

"Cameras."

"And she started harassing Malek after."

"Creepy."

"She got in trouble for it, and now there's suddenly this report that he attacked me?"

"Creepier."

"Yeah."

"But no proof that she made this report."

"No."

Jack nods. "But why? She had to know you would be asked."

"I don't know, sir." I suspect it was to make sure the fling became known.

"Um…when you say…everything. How…creepy was she?"

"Remember the night we didn't sleep?"

His eyes widened. "Got it. He… Wow. Good for you…I think."

I laugh.

"How long has this been going on?"

"A year."

Jack frowns. "Does he treat you right?"

"Yes, sir. They both do."

"I hope they make you happy," he replies sincerely.

"Thank you, sir." I smile. "They do."

~~2004~~

The Tok'ra cut off the alliance between us. I never even have a chance to say goodbye to them.

It hurts more than I expect, and I wonder how they felt. I will never know, but I know they would have least wanted to say goodbye.

We probably should have talked more.

To be continued…