A/N: If you are reading on from 'Control: An Experiment in Two Parts' then welcome! I hope you enjoy the show.

Control: Getting results

He stepped back a little, glass crunching into the floor.

'Ah hell. You got a dust pan somewhere?'

She rested her hands on the counter as if to push off, 'I'll...' she barely had time to say before his hands rested on her thighs stopping her from moving any further.

'Nope. You're not wearing any shoes and I've still got my boots on.' he said but continued in a whisper, his right hand reaching up and cupping her cheek gently, 'I don't want you to get hurt.'

She leaned into his hand, the touch warm and reassuring. It felt completely natural as she turned her head she kissed his palm gently in thanks.

'Under the sink.'

He smiled and got to work. The first thing he did was grab two more beers from the fridge and opened one for her.

'Ma'am.' he said with a grin.

'Thanks.'

She brought her left foot up onto the counter and rested her chin on her knee, watching him. Thinking. Now, normally Carter thinking was a good thing. It tended to result in ideas which saved several asses if not the entire planet. But thinking after having just made our with her commanding officer wasn't exactly advised.

The glass cleared and disposed of, he doused the floor in some sort of spray cleaner and mopped up the beer and tiny shards of glass with kitchen paper.

'There's no phase three.' she stated a simple truth.

Though it wasn't exactly a question, he replied, 'No.' His head was still bowed focusing on his work.

'Then I hate to say this...'

'So don't.' He said still not looking up.

'What now?'

'Now?'' He dropped a wad of soaking paper in to the garbage. 'Now I was thinking we eat Thai food, drink beer and maybe watch a movie.'

'Sir.' She said in a way only she could, reprimanding him with title of respect.

He untied his boots, pulled them off and set them in the corner. 'I think while I'm here and after what we've just done you can call me Jack.'

'And what do I call you work tomorrow?'

'I honestly don't know.' He sighed and washed his hands. shaking the excess water before wiping them dry on his khakis.

He stepped closer and took one of her hand in his. 'But I can tell you that few things in my life have ever felt quite a right as that, as all of this does. I can also say every single atom of me doesn't want this to stop here.'

'Me either.' She lowered herself from the counter and disappeared into his embrace.

'So can we eat food, drink beer, watch a movie and maybe, just maybe fall asleep on the couch?' He asked holding her tightly.

She didn't answer.

'We can talk about all that stuff tomorrow.' he mumbled his head resting on hers. 'Really talk about it. I promise.'

'Okay.' She said into his chest.

'Hell, I'll even cook.'

She giggled. He kissed her forehead and drew back to look into eyes.

'There is, however, just one more thing you can do for me tonight though.'

She raised her eyebrows. 'What?' she asked her voice filled with skepticism.

'Say my name?' He ventured his eyes pleading with hers.

She grinned, her hands teased the nape of his neck she stretched up on her tiptoes to bring her lips close to his left ear.

'Jack' she breathed.

He shivered and grinned.

'Not sure I caught that. Again?'

'Jack.' she said quieter still but closer so that her lips brushed his ear as she spoke.

'Sam.' he groaned back and pressed his face to her neck. His lips trailed kisses up along her neck, one for every time she breathed, moaned of gasped his name.

His hands slid down grabbing her ass fully this time and pressing her hips to his.

Her hands were in his hair again guiding him to where she liked to be kissed; her collar bone, an area an inch below her pulse point, just behind her ear. He took his time exploring each area thoroughly then sucked and nibbled her earlobe hungrily.

Instantly she moaned again, but this time lacking his name, and her hips jerking involuntarily against his.

His eyes flickered open to check the layout of the kitchen and he backed her up against a wall roughly. Before she had a chance to draw back in the air that had been knocked from her lungs, he brought his mouth down on hers and pulled her left leg almost impossibly high over his right hip.

Her heel dug hard into his ass to hold her leg there as his hand snaked slowly back down, as low as it could go. His fingers brushed the warm crotch of her jeans as he drove his tongue into her accepting mouth.

She emitted little squeaks and whimpers against his mouth as his fingers teased the rough fabric of her jeans. Her hands clawed greedily at the back of his shirt, her leg tensed around him, trying to move her body against his in pursuit of more sensation.

He trailed his lips down to the unexplored territory on the other side of her neck and began to grind his hips rhythmically against her.

'Oh god, Jack.' She moaned as soon as her lips were free.

He kissed, nibbled and licked the areas he knew she liked, there was the faintest taste of beer from where it had wandered just a few short moments ago. All the while his fingers pressed and teased, short nails occasionally scraping the fabric.

His body held her to the wall so hard she was able to draw her other leg up over his hips, wrapping herself around him almost entire.

'Jack... don't stop.' She begged her breathing ragged and her body already beginning to twitch and convulse in tell tale ways.

'Never.' his voice rumbled against her neck before he drew her earlobe into his mouth once more.

Just moments later she threw her head back, her eyes shut tight and her body arched against the wall.

He stilled, drawing back a little and watching her.

Every exhale had it its own little sound and was generally accompanied with shift of her hips or a flex of her thighs as she drew out every last moment of pleasure.

'God, you're beautiful.' he whispered. ' You did just...ya'know...didn't you?'

She sucked the corner of her lower lip, biting it gently, as she hummed in the affirmative.

He grinned. 'Sweet. Not even got past first base yet.' Then as an after thought he added, 'Technically.'

She grinned her eyes flashing open. In the sudden exposure to light her pupils shrunk, but still riding that post orgasm high they expanded to leave just the faintest traces of blue around the edges.

He grinned at the sight before her mouth crashed on his. It started passionate and primal but slowed and became tender and soft as she disentangled her body bit by bit from around him. His hands rested on her hips as he kissed her slowly and deeply. He drew back when she shivered.

Bringing her to climax had been an accident. A wonderful accident. And while he may have been excited about the thought of doing it again, he didn't want to pressure her or push this any faster than they were both ready for.

'You okay?' He asked softly, his thumbs moving what he hoped was soothingly over bare skin just above her hips.

'Yeah.' she replied her cheeks beginning to flush. She squirmed a little and winced.

'What?' he asked concerned that he may have hurt her.

'I er... I need to get changed.' she mumbled her eyes trying to convey meaning.

'What? Ah... oh... yeah.' He suddenly said in understanding. Moving a little he was very aware of the fact that there were several damp patches in his boxers. 'Having some underwear issues myself actually. Don't suppose I could grab a shower and borrow a pair of shorts or something?'

'But...' her gaze glanced down for a moment, aware of his own need. 'You're sure?'

'Yeah. Right now, I'm just happy to be here.'

She smiled softly, stroked his cheek and pressed her lips to his.

'I...' she started softly then paused. 'I'm happy you're here too.'

He kissed her again and wondered what she had really meant to say.