"Heat, Revelations, Elevator Rides And All That Jazz" By Arla

Title: Heat, Revelations, Elevator Rides and All That Jazz

Author: H. Arla Jack

Rating: NC-17

Warning: Sam and Jack "smut"... not for the youngsters :) Cold shower warning {BEG}

Summary: A sweltering hot day and a stuck elevator where Jack and Sam have time to talk, among other things [BEG]

Spoilers: None

Notes: The line that Jack recites about falling off a bridge is not mine, it belongs to Danielle Steele from her TV movie "Full Circle". Thanks have to go out to my beta reader Miki without whom this story wouldn't be what it is. // indicates thoughts. Response to 1999 NC17 Challenge.

Disclaimer: SG1 and all its characters belong to Gekko, Double Secret, etc. I'm only borrowing them for awhile.

Archive: The Sam and Jack Relationship Archive and my own site

Now on with the story: :)

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It was a scorching hot day and Captain Samantha Carter was glad that she was going into the cool confines of the SGC and that she would not have to work in this heat unless, of course, SG1 happened to be sent to a planet with a desert climate. Sam slowed her car at the entrance gate to the Cheyenne Mountain complex and waited for the guard to finish with the car in front of her. Sam noted with a wry smile that the occupant of that car was none other than her team leader, Colonel Jack O'Neill.

"Morning Captain Carter." the guard smiled as she stopped and held out her ID.

"Good morning, Lieutenant" she replied cheerfully.

"Have a nice day." the guard said as he handed back her ID. Sam waved to the guard as she drove through into the large parking lot. Getting out of her car, Sam smoothed down the skirt of her light cotton sun dress and headed into the coolness of the complex.

She met up with Jack at the elevator and flashed him a welcoming smile. "Good morning, Colonel." she said brightly and found it difficult not to notice how positively delicious he looked in a T-shirt and shorts.

/Eyes front and center Carter! He's your CO./ she scolded herself as O'Neill greeted her.

"Morning Captain. How was your down time?" he inquired sincerely, a smile lighting his dark eyes.

"Fine, and your's?"

"All right." he responded and the rest of what he was going to say was stopped by the arrival of the elevator.

The couple stepped inside and when the heavy doors closed, Jack reached out and pressed the button for their level, sending the elevator on its descent deep into the mountain.

As the elevator continued on its way down Jack found it difficult not to stare at Sam when she looked so good out of uniform. The dress she was wearing was light and airy, the cotton hugging her upper body accentuating every curve. The bodice was strapless, displaying the silken expanse of her shoulders and the full skirt fell in soft waves down her slender frame. The light material shifted and flowed with every movement she made. Seeing Sam dressed like this, looking so undeniably feminine, it was impossible for him to think of her as 'one of the boys'.

/Who are you fooling O'Neill/ Jack chastened himself /You haven't thought of Sam as one of the boys for a very long time now/

Jack flushed with embarrassment when he realized that Sam had been speaking to him and he hadn't heard her. "I'm sorry Carter," he apologized. "I was musing..."

Sam smiled. "I said..." she began and didn't finish when the elevator slammed to a sudden and violent halt, tossing an unsuspecting Jack and Sam to the floor.

"Are you all right?" Jack asked her as the lights went out and the emergency lights flickered on, bathing the elevator in a soft red glow.

"Yes" Sam groaned as she pulled herself to a sitting position.

Jack acknowledged her statement with a nod then got to his feet and crossed to the control panel beside the doors. Opening the small door he picked up the phone receiver and waited as the call was transferred automatically to the control room downstairs.

When the person on the other end answered, Jack told them. "This is Colonel O'Neill. Captain Carter and I are stuck in the main elevator."

"Yes, sir." the tech replied. "The generator's fried. Everything is out down here as well. We're running on emergency systems. Maintenance says that they should have the generator back online in about an hour, maybe a little more. Will you and the Captain be all right until then?"

"We don't have much of a choice, do we?" Jack quipped as he hung up the receiver.

"Well?" Sam questioned as Jack turned back to her.

"We're stuck here for at least the next hour."

"Great! What about getting out through the escape hatch?" she questioned as she pointed to the small panel in the ceiling.

"Maybe, but we might be stopped between floors, there's no way to tell from in here. Besides, with all the power out and no flashlights there would be no way to see. Suicide." Jack muttered quietly.

"Well then Colonel you might as well get comfortable." Sam suggested as she scooted back to rest her back against the back wall and curled her feet to the side, tucking the edges of her skirt around her. Jack nodded and dropped to the floor beside her and then turned to look at her.

"Why don't we dispense with the formalities Sam? Call me Jack, after all we are going to be here for awhile."

"Okay, Jack." she smiled and Jack was unprepared for the reaction his body had upon hearing her speak his name. "You didn't happen to bring a deck of cards with ya, did you?" Sam asked with a smile.

"Sorry." Jack apologized and returned her smile.

"Too bad. I was looking forward to beating you at poker." she teased lightly.

"Really? Well how about a rain check?"

"All right, but I'm gonna hold you to that. No welching!"

"Wouldn't dream of it." he quipped playfully.

"Good."

They fell into a companionable silence and after a long moment, Jack turned his head to look at the woman sitting next to him. Even in this dim light, Jack could easily make out her delicate features and noticed that she had a pensive look on her face.

"You've got that look, Sam." he said quietly, humor lacing his deep voice.

"And what look is that?" she countered playfully as she turned to look at him.

"That 'I've-got-a-question-but-I'm-not-sure-how-to-ask' look."

"It's not really a question. It's more of a course of action that I've been contemplating and I am not sure if I should act on it." she explained quietly.

"Well, if you want my opinion... do you?" Jack questioned her.

"Sure."

"Well, I think that you should go for it."

"Really?"

"Yes, well, I don't know what it is that you're contemplating..."

/If you did Jack, you'd run screaming for the hills/ Sam responded silently.

"... but I once heard a very wise saying."

"And what's that?"

"Sometimes you just have to jump off a bridge and build your wings on the way down." Jack recited quietly.

Sam mulled it over for a moment and then she nodded. "You're right."

"Of course I am." Jack quipped playfully.

"No guts, no glory, right?" Sam smiled.

"Damn right!"

"Okay," Sam breathed. /It's now or never Sam!/ After taking a deep breath she leaned towards Jack and saw the surprise in his dark eyes as she placed a hand to his cheek and gently drew his mouth to hers. It was a soft, tentative kiss, brief and light but full of passion and promise.

Sam pulled away and flushed with embarrassment. "I shouldn't have done that." she muttered and turned her eyes away. "I don't know what I was thinking."

"Sam." Jack called softly. "Look at me Sam. Please." he added and finally she turned her eyes back to his. Jack gave her a soft smile then reached out to cup her cheek, his thumb tenderly caressing the softness of her skin. "I know exactly what you were thinking." he whispered. "The exact same thing that I've been thinking for quite some time now."

"Really?" Sam asked in a soft hesitant whisper.

"Really." Jack replied tenderly and his thumb dropped to brush tenderly across her lips. "C'mere." he murmured softly and she immediately moved into his arms.

Sam knelt, straddling his thighs and Jack wrapped his arms around her, pulling her tight against him. His dark eyes scanned the delicate features mere inches from his and his gaze finally settled on the sapphire eyes that danced with life and intelligence. "I love you Sam." he whispered tenderly and saw the soft smile that brightened her eyes.

"I love you too." she told him in a hushed whisper.

Jack smiled and then Sam watched as desire darkened his eyes. "Kiss me." he ordered in a husky whisper.

"Is that an order, Colonel?" Sam countered playfully.

"Yes."

"Aye, sir." Sam murmured and bent her head, rocking her hips forward in order to press herself closer. Sam grinned wickedly when she heard his answering moan and she brushed her lips teasingly over his.

"Witch!" Jack growled as he pulled her tighter against him and captured her lips in a bruising kiss. This time, it was Sam who moaned with the intensity of his kiss and when his tongue pressed for entry she eagerly parted her lips, welcoming the plundering invasion of his tongue. Jack worked magic on her mouth, his tongue stroking, caressing, doing battle with her own, until Sam thought she would surely loose her mind with the exquisite torture.

Sam gave a mew of protest when Jack broke the kiss moments later. "Sam," he groaned huskily and she gazed into his passion dark eyes, reading the question there.

"Yes." she whispered and saw his soft smile as she offered her lips once again. He took them and as he deepened the kiss, his hands slid up her back and found the zipper of her dress, sliding it down. Sam broke their kiss and leaned back. Grabbing the hem she pulled the dress over her head, tossing it to the floor behind her, and smiled when she saw the hunger in Jack's eyes as he looked at her.

Jack's eyes roamed lustily over her slender body and paused at the little strapless bra she was wearing. It was probably the sexiest thing that he had ever seen. The delicate cream colored lace hugged her breasts, cupping them lovingly as his own hands itched to do, and her nipples poked enticingly through the lace. He reached out for the tiny front closure but Sam stopped him, tapping a slender finger to the center of his chest.

"Not so fast O'Neill," she purred. "Your turn now." she added and tugged playfully at the collar of his T-shirt.

Jack grinned and swiftly pulled the cotton from his body revealing his tightly muscled chest. "Better?" he asked with a playful grin.

"Mmm, much." Sam purred as she reached out to caress the warm, firm muscles of his chest, fingernails lightly scraping as her fingers combed through the light mat of hair on his chest. Jack moaned at her warm, gentle touch. Sam smiled and then took his hands in hers and drew them to the small clasp that held her bra closed. With a deft flick of his wrist the closure opened and the small wisp of fabric slipped from her body.

"So beautiful" Jack murmured as his large hands gently cupped her breasts, his thumbs teasing the sensitive nipples until they were erect. "Beautiful" he whispered again as his lips captured hers. As the kiss continued, Jack shifted and gently lowered Sam back to the floor of the elevator.

His lips left hers to trail light kisses down her neck and throat. Sam gave a small pleasured moan as he gently tilted her head back to give him greater access to the smooth curve of her neck. His lips traveled ever lower, brushing feather-light across the skin of her collar bone and then settled greedily on her breast.

Sam moaned as his tongue tickled and swirled around her sensitive nipple and she threaded her fingers though his hair, pressing him closer. After a moment he shifted and paid equal attention to her other breast.

"Jack!" Sam gasped in a passion laden voice and he raised his head to look at her. He flashed her a grin that was both feral and very erotic.

"I'm not done yet." he told her in a voice heavy with his own arousal then he resumed his exquisite torture. His lips left her breast and moved to trail lightly over the flushed skin of her torso.

Desire ran like quick silver through her veins and her skin burned where ever his lips caressed her. Sam was unprepared for the arrow of pleasure that shot through her when Jack's tongue met her navel and she couldn't nor did she want to suppress the low moan that escaped her lips.

/If he stops now, he's dead! Very dead!/ she vowed silently and this thought was quickly driven away when she felt his hands gently cup her hips and slide the lace panties from her body.

"Open for me Sam" he whispered huskily and she willingly obeyed, spreading her thighs.

Jack pressed a soft kiss to the thatch of curly blonde hair that covered her sex. Sam moaned and raised her knees to give him greater access and Jack needed no further encouragement.

She was already slick and wet as he slipped two fingers gently inside her. He lowered his head and his tongue made electric contact with her clitoris. Sam moaned and caught his head in her hands, threading her fingers though his hair and pushing closer. Lovingly he swirled his tongue around the swollen bud of her desire while his fingers moved inside her, a sharp counterpoint to the movements of his tongue.

He was driving her mad and Sam was helpless beneath his expert ministrations. She arched her hips towards him as a low ragged moan escaped her lips.

Sam's orgasm hit with tidal wave force and she screamed her lover's name as she came. Jack pressed one last kiss to her sex before moving up her body and kissing her gently. Sam deepened the kiss, her tongue slipping boldly between his teeth and deeper into his mouth to entwine with his own.

Unexpectedly Sam rolled, taking the man with her until he was pinned beneath her. She broke the kiss and flashed him a wicked grin. "Your turn now." she purred as she leaned over him. "You're my prisoner and I intend to interrogate you until I get what I want."

Jack grinned and reached up to caress the breasts so temptingly close to him. "And what do you want?" he asked huskily.

"You, begging for mercy." Sam crooned sensuously as she leaned down to kiss him once more, her teeth catching his lower lip and applying gentle pressure. Jack groaned and felt instantly bereft when she moved away from him. He raised himself up onto his elbows and watched as she knelt at his feet and removed his sneakers and socks. She tossed them to the side and then she was back, straddling his body, pressing enticingly close to his erection that was straining painfully against the confining material of his shorts. Sam smiled and then bent her head to press soft kisses across his chest, her short fingernails lightly scraping his sides. Her lips captured one of his nipples and she tugged gently, her tongue flicking lightly over the sensitive flesh. She chuckled deep in her throat at her lover's reaction. Jack groaned and arched his back with the intense shock of pleasure that shot through him and headed straight for his groin, hardening him even more. Sam moved to his other nipple, paying it equal attention before moving further down his chest and pausing at his navel. He jumped when her tongue flicked out to caress and lick the indentation on his flat stomach. Sam smiled as she felt his stomach muscles twitch and ripple beneath her lips.

She sat back after a moment and looked at her lover, smiling softly at his expression. Jack looked at her through hooded eyes. "Don't stop there." he groaned huskily.

"Ooooh, we're anxious, aren't we?" Sam teased with a playful chuckle.

"We are. I could make it an order."

"No need Colonel." she purred and her cool fingers brushed his abdomen as she reached for his belt. Sam unfastened the belt then popped open the button and slowly slid down the zipper. Jack arched his hips to aide her as she slipped the shorts from his body and tossed them over her shoulder where they landed amid the pile of discarded clothing. She looked back at her lover and smiled. He was still wearing his briefs and now, free of the restraining pressure of his shorts, the tip of his engorged penis poked out of the waistband. Reaching out Sam grasped the waistband of his briefs and pulled them off. "Mmmm, very nice." she cooed as his rock-hard penis was exposed to her hungry gaze. She moved until she knelt, straddling him just below his hips. Jack shuddered when she reached out and ran a finger up the length of his blood heavy shaft. He let out a low ragged moan as her small hand wrapped around it, squeezing lightly. Leaning forward, Sam placed her other hand on the heavy sack beneath his erection and caressed it lightly. Her other hand began to move on his hot shaft, gently stroking up and down, squeezing lightly when she reached the head.

/If the power comes back on now, I swear I'll kill somebody. The first person through that door is dead!/ Jack vowed then moaned deep in his throat when Sam's lips brushed against the swollen head of his cock and her tongue darted out to lick the moist, purple head. Jack raised himself up on his elbows to watch Sam as she took the mushroom shaped head into her mouth and began to suck slowly. Jack moaned and arched his hips pushing himself deeper into the warm wetness of her mouth.

Sam continued to suck while her hand moved in a steady rhythm up and down his length. Jack hadn't thought it possible that he could get any harder, but he was wrong as he felt himself growing and lengthening in her gentle grasp.

Sam's tongue darted out to taste the pre-come that she was coaxing out of him and Jack could take no more. "Sam," he rasped. "Please Sam, I want to come inside you." he moaned.

At his impassioned plea, Sam stopped and removed her mouth from his aching, swollen member. She moved until her slick, wet entrance was poised above his throbbing maleness. Jack's hands settled on her waist, steadying her as Sam lowered herself and took him to the hilt. She growled deep in her throat as his length stretched and filled her. He was large, so very large and she moaned when the tip of him brushed the entrance to her womb. She leaned forward and Jack took one of her nipples into his mouth, suckling as Sam began to rock her hips back and forth.

Grasping her hips lightly, Jack rolled until she was beneath him and Sam raised her legs and locked her ankles behind his hips and pulled him closer, allowing greater penetration as he began to thrust in and out of her.

"Mmmm, yes Jack." Sam moaned. "Harder... mmmm faster." She purred, her hands clutching his well muscled buttocks, guiding his thrusts as he pumped his hips faster. With each stroke of his hot length Sam felt the tension build and suddenly she was thrown over the pinnacle as she came, hard and fast, crying out "Jack!"

Now assured of Sam's pleasure, Jack concentrated on his own, pumping his hips harder and faster into her. "I'm coming Sam..." he moaned and then gave one long final thrust before exploding and spilling his seed deep into her willing body.

Jack collapsed bonelessly on top of her and Sam wrapped her arms around him, pressing a light kiss to his sweat damp temple. "I love you Jack." she murmured softly.

"I love you too Sam." he replied and placed a gentle kiss on her lips. They stayed, bodies entwined for a few minutes longer before reluctantly parting.

Slowly they pulled on their clothes and returned to sit against the back wall with their arms around each other.

Several minutes later the lights brightened and the elevator started moving. "Ah, perfect timing." Jack quipped and then released Sam and got to his feet then helped Sam to her feet. Before the elevator stopped and the doors opened Jack leaned over and placed a brief but passionate kiss to her lips.

"Tonight." he whispered against her lips and then pulled away as the door opened.

"You guys all right?" Daniel asked as the two stepped from the elevator.

Jack and Sam shared a secretive smiled before O'Neill replied. "Just fine Danny boy, couldn't be better." he finished and then moved away, headed for the locker room.

"Isn't he in an awfully good mood for someone who has been stuck in an elevator for nearly an hour?" Daniel asked Sam curiously.

Sam merely flashed Daniel a smile shrugging her shoulders and followed after Jack.

Daniel's eyes followed the couple and a slightly amused frown crossed his features. "I swear, those two are getting stranger every day." he muttered and followed his team mates.

After that day, no one at SGC could quite figure out why, Colonel O'Neill and Captain Carter always had a smile on their faces when ever they got into the elevator.

Fin :)