Waiting for his wife to continue he sat back and loosened his tie. Sam always liked him in his service dress. She took a moment to study him. Blue was definitely his color, it highlighted his tanned skin and his salt and pepper hair. For her he was the most handsome man and she got quickly distracted by other thoughts.
But he was watching her and clearly waiting for her side of the story. She put her feet down on the wooden floor and leaned forward, her knees touching his.
"Why don't you get comfortable, Jack? I can order some Chinese food and I'll tell you over dinner." She suggested. Their eyes were locked until Jack was satisfied that she wasn't hiding bad news.
"Okay." He got up and stretched out his hand to help her up. As soon as she was standing right in front of him he wrapped his arms around her, her baby bump nestled in between them. Softly his hands began to move up and down her back, desperately in need of contact.
She rested her forehead on his chest and her hands found their way into his back pockets. Squeezing his butt made him quietly moan.
"Are you alright?" He asked in a soft whisper, still a little afraid of the answer.
Her hands that had been on his butt were now on either side of his face, guiding him closer just to welcome his lips with a passionate kiss. He was about to ask her again while she took the opportunity to let her tongue slip into his slightly open mouth. A few moments passed by like this until they were in need for air. Heavily panting, their faces touched and he felt her nod.
"Everything is okay, Jack. No need to worry." She assured him. And as if to emphasize her statement his son seized the opportunity to make himself known. Jack felt the movements of his son as Sam's belly was still pressed against his stomach. She couldn't hide the giggle and that made Jack moan once more.
"What have I told you about giggling, Carter?" He whispered, his lips close to her ear, making her hairs stand up. Putting the first kiss on the soft spot below her ear he let his mouth trail downwards, kissing every inch of her skin he could reach.
Sitting back down on the couch table was the perfect height for Jack to be eye level with her rounded belly. After pushing the top up to reveal the soft skin that surrounded their growing child he continued kissing his way down.
"Hey little one! Never a boring day with your mummy, huh?"
Sam felt a tingling sensation all over her body. His kisses, his hands on her front, not only stroking her but also making contact with their unborn child, that did things to her she hadn't felt before she had known Jack O'Neill. A long time ago she had learnt that her husband was not only a very passionate lover he also had his soft side and the mix of both made him perfect for her.
Tangling her fingers in his hair she guided him where she needed his lips, moaning each time she felt them on her skin. She was more sensitive since her body was changing with pregnancy.
"Mmh…if you continue like this, there won't be food any time soon…" Sam told him, to make sure they were on the same page.
"That's okay with me. I'm craving something very different at the moment." Jack growled while he hooked his fingers around the elastic waistband of her jeans. In a swift move he removed the pants including her panty, slowly guiding them down. His fingers traced the way back up her legs, caressing her inner thighs until he reached his goal. A gasp escaped her as he let his index finger slowly move over her bundle of nerves before he entered her with it. Carefully adding another finger he looked up to her, losing himself in her sparkling blue eyes. Standing up again his eyes never left hers and his fingers didn't stop pleasuring her.
For years while they were bound by rules she dreamt about his fingers, wondering how talented he really was with them. Observing him when he was in her lab just hanging out with her and killing time, he was constantly fidgeting with something. A pen, a magnifying glass… She always had something lying around for him to keep his fingers busy so that he couldn't accidentally break something important.
Watching him cleaning his gun was one of her favorite distractions when they were stuck on a planet. That man knew every move, the processes were ingrained in his brain. His fingers automatically flew over the weapon not only to achieve optimal results but also to do so safely. Unnoticed to him she memorized every little detail of his fingers. It wasn't until years later that she experienced how skilled these fingers are.
The other hand searched for access to her breast, pushing her top and bra down, his rough hand on her silky skin. He pinched her nipple before breaking their eye contact to envelop his mouth around the pink flesh.
"Mmh... Let's take this to the bedroom!" She whispered, turned on by his actions.
"I told you, you always have the best ideas." He quickly removed her top before he was leading his gorgeous, fully naked wife down the hallway. On the way to their bedroom she worked on undressing him. She pushed him into the wall between the bathroom door and their office, tugging his shirt out of his pants, unbuttoning it as quickly as possible. Her fingers traced the way of his chest hair down over his belly button along the line of his dark hairs leading towards her goal. Unzipping his trousers she had him naked in mere seconds and her hand wrapped around his hard lengths.
"Sam…what are you doing to me?"
Kissing they finally made their way to the bedroom. Jack made sure that Sam was comfortable sprawled out on the bed before he entered her in one slow move. He liked to be on top of her, being the one on charge. Knowing that this position would have to change soon as her belly was growing each day, he enjoyed it even more. They came together, moaning each other's names.
Afterwards they took their time lying next to each other, Jack traced her silhouette with his fingers.
"So Mrs. O'Neill. Care to share the events of the day with your husband?"
She sighed before she answered. "Alright, I was waiting in line to get my coffee, which I haven't had yet I might add. The woman before me got her order and then everything happened really quickly, a man bumped into her, stole her bag and ran away." Sam sighed again, "Jack you know how it is. It was just instincts kicking in, I followed him, got him down and then others were stepping in to help me. No big deal."
"I think it's a big deal if the paramedics were called to have you checked out in a hospital."
"How the hell do you know that again already?"
"Sam, I'm making no accusations. I'm just worried. I know I would have done the same if it would have been me. And I'm proud to call this kickass soldier my wife, don't get me wrong. But doing this at 6 months pregnant, it might be a little risky."
Not able to hide her tears anymore Sam let out everything she had been holding back since she arrived home. Seeing his wife cry broke his heart, has he been too harsh with her? "God Sam, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to rate you. I know that you can assess a situation. Forgive me, I was just scared of losing you two."
"No Jack, it's me who should be sorry. And I am. I didn't even think of the baby, I just did what I'm used to. Getting the bad boys. I endangered our little boy today. Gosh what a mother am I? I wasn't even thinking about the consequences. You could have lost another son!" She realized. "He could have had a gun or a knife. I would have had nothing to defend me. If this is the baby brain kicking in I think I better stay home for the rest of the pregnancy."
"Sam, you'll be a wonderful mother, I don't want to hear otherwise! Do you hear me? You did what you had to do, you stepped in to help other people and that's what makes you all the more special to me. Your sense of responsibility, you don't look the other way even if it would be easier. That's also what mothers do, so don't ever again think that you're not a good mother! Promise?"
Not able to answer that sweet statement she sniffed and nodded.
"Good, and I don't want to see more tears today. Only happy tears if need be."
He leaned in to kiss her tears away and she wrapped herself around him, feeling his heartbeat next to hears she nestled her head in the crook of his neck.
"I love you so much, Jack!"
"I love you too, Sam! Always!"
When they finally got around to order their dinner they sat down at the dining table sharing a box of spring rolls and fried rice with chicken.
"What aren't you telling me, Sam? You know, I can hear you think. It's really loud." He asked, trying to make it sound funny to encourage her to talk.
"I met Pete today."
"Huh? Pete?" For a moment he really didn't know which Pete.
"Yeah, Pete." She hoped she didn't have to say more to enlighten him, who was the Pete she was talking about. "He was one of the cops that was called to arrest the man and question us."
"Oh!" She knew the moment he knew who she was talking about. "Pete Pete! The stalker cop."
"Jack!" She admonished him.
"Sorry! So Shanahan is working in DC?"
"Yes, after…you know…"
"After you dumped him."
"Yeah, that. He asked for a transfer and was offered a position here in DC, he's married and has a daughter. I felt so good seeing that he is happy. That I didn't break his heart beyond repair. Because it felt like that."
"That's good, I guess. You don't regret your decision, do you?"
"What decision would that be?"
"To not marry him! Settling for an old General instead." Jack asked, a bit afraid of her answer.
"Are you kidding Jack? I'm finally happy. Don't ever question that again! And you certainly proved earlier that you're not old at all." She smirked, thinking back to their lovemaking.
"Okay, I can live with that. But I'm not looking forward to accidentally bumping into him somewhere here."
Sam stood up to put away the dishes.
"I thought you'd be a bit more enthusiastic when I'm telling you how happy you make me."
"I am. Sorry that thinking about that cop dampened my mood."
"Jack, are you jealous?" Sam wondered, half teasing him.
"No!" Jack was pouting.
"And there is absolutely no reason for you to be." She told him while she was pushing him and his chair back from the table. "I came to my senses right in time. My dad told me I could still have everything I want. And now I do." Sitting down on him she straddled his lap. "Nearly."
"Nearly?" His eyebrows rose and she smiled, a full Sam Carter smile, like the ones just for him back in the days. She took his hands, placing them carefully on her belly.
"Yes, nearly. Can't wait to finally hold him in our arms."
"Me too, Sam. Me too!"
