"A Miracle Cure 2" by Ann-Marie, Sonya, Flo, Ann, Alexandra & Karen

Title: A Miracle Cure.

Authors: Ann-Marie, Sonya, Flo, Ann, Alexandra and Karen.

Status: Each story is complete.

Rating: NC17 - So I don't want to catch any of you younger members of the list reading this. ::sends them a threatening look:: Is that *clear*? Good.

Category: SJ, VRST [that's very resolved sexual tension guys <g>]

Season/Sequel info: I dunno. Whenever you want. It might be good if you read 'A Miracle Cure' first though.

Spoilers: None in this one that I know of.

Archive: SJR, Heliopolis 2. Others please ask.

Disclaimer: We don't own any of this. Even if the six of us pooled all of our money together we still wouldn't own it. All belongs to MGM, World Gekko Corp and Double Secret Productions. No infringement is intended, and we are *definitely* not making any money from it. [Who's gonna pay us for *this*?!] We'd like to claim the story [!?] though thanks, if you don't mind.

Summary: Jack has a headache, and he takes a pill to cure it. But is the pill all it seems to be?

Feedback: Sure! Love some. But if you're gonna complain about the way it's written, you'd better blame me [Alexandra]. All mistakes are mine <g>

Copyright 2000 Ann-Marie, Flo, Ann, Sonya, Alexandra and Karen.

Ok, this started as a result of a conversation we were having about Sam and Jack in the Onelist chatroom. We were talking about when, if ever, Sam and Jack would actually 'ahem'. That led us to further discussion of a topic that was discussed on the list a while back - about where we'd most like to see S and J make love. A number of ideas were thrown in, and needless to say the conversation deteriorated swiftly after that. This is the result <bg>. And if any of you have any further ideas and you'd like to join in our little collaboration <g>, feel free to join us!! The more the merrier!

Alexandra

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Jack walked slightly behind Sam, watching the seductive sway of her hips. He could feel the stirrings of desire course through his groin.

'Man, what is it? I just had the most incredible sex I can remember in a long, long while, and not more than five minutes later I'm as randy as a teenager again!' he thought.

Sam walked down the corridor, very aware of Jack behind her. She could feel his eyes on her, almost burning through her back. She smiled quietly to herself, and moved in a deliberately seductive manner. 'God, that was the most incredible, experience I've ever had' she thought. The memory made her flush. What had brought it on though, she wondered. Not that she was really complaining, but...

They reached the Briefing Room, and Sam turned to face her CO, giving him the most incredible smile he had ever seen. Without thinking, his eyes dropped to her soft lips as he grinned back, and he leaned forward slightly.

"Colonel..." she said, bringing him back to reality. He mentally shook himself, and motioned her to proceed him into the room, touching her back as she entered, and feeling her shiver at his touch. 'Good,' he thought, 'It's not just me.'

At Jack's light touch to the small of her back Sam felt a jolt. Warmth and desire flooded through her again. God, this was going to be one hell of a long meeting. At least those headache pills Janet had given her earlier had kicked in. And she had some very interesting thoughts about a certain Colonel to keep her going too. She smiled to herself again. She noticed kept his hand lightly on her back as though guiding her as they rounded the table and found their seats. He gallantly pulled her chair out for her and took his seat opposite.

The rest of SG-1 was already in the conference room. Dr. Daniel Jackson and Teal'c sat opposite each other at one end of the table. SG-2 and General Hammond were also there, as well as a very attractive young woman with long strawberry blond hair and green eyes who they had never seen before. Sam and Jack exchanged glances, and Jack looked at the General questioningly.

"Well, now that everyone is here, let's get down to business. As you all are aware the SGC's primary mission is to defend this planet from the Goa'uld; it's secondary mission is to explore planets with the hope of finding allies and learning about other civilisations on these other worlds. At this time Dr. Jackson is our only field expert. That is why it has been decided that we should add another. I'd like you all to meet Dr. Rebecca Bouchard, " General Hammond announced, gesturing to the new addition.

The young woman smiled warmly and said, "It's a pleasure to meet all of you. I have read all your mission reports and am looking forward to working with you."

Her voice sent shivers down Daniel's spine; he could not take his eyes off her. He swallowed nervously and hoped no one noticed. She glanced his way, and he felt himself flush slightly.

The General continued, "I'm having Dr. Bouchard assigned to SG-2, her speciality is Forensic Science, linguistics and anthropology."

During the General's introduction, Jack eyes were completely on Sam. After a brief thought about the new face and what she was doing there, he found his mind wandering back to his Major. His mind went back to the first time they where in that room together. A fleeting thought of arm wrestling her on the conference table crossed his mind, swiftly followed by one of throwing her down on the table, slowly removing her clothes and feasting on every inch of her incredible body! An unfortunate side-effect of these thoughts was an erection the size of Texas, not helped in the least by the glances Sam kept sending his way... the way she ran her tongue over her slightly parted lips. Jack remembered vividly what those lips felt like around him just a few minutes before! He caught her eye, and realised she knew exactly what he was thinking. Oh boy, did she have it coming! Next time, he thought, next time... He gave himself another mental shake, and tried desperately to concentrate on what the General was saying. But the more he tried to stop his train of thought, the worse it got! He shifted slightly in his chair, trying to hide his now rock-hard erection, and feeling much like a teenage boy caught out in the classroom. He glanced at Sam again, and she grinned. She knew exactly how he felt dammit!

"When we get outta here..." he muttered to her.

"Sorry, Colonel? Did you have something to add?" the General asked.

Jack looked back at his superior, raised his hand and shook his head negatively. He sent Sam a 'you got me in trouble' glare. She smiled impishly back at him and licked her lips once more. Jack had to stifle a groan at the jolt that coursed through him at the sight.

'Two can play this game,' he thought. He stared at her across the table, completely oblivious now to the meeting that went on around them, and slowly dropped his gaze from her eyes, to her lips, to rest meaningfully on her breasts. He was well aware of her gaze on him as he did so. He ran the tip of his tongue across his lips while tracing slow concentric circles lightly on the tabletop. Beneath the table he reached out with one leg to hook his foot around her ankle and slowly run it up and down her calf. He'd have liked to do more, but it was the best he could do with his combat boots on. He saw her shift slightly in her chair, as though she was having difficulty sitting still. He broke his contemplation of her breasts to catch her eye once more, still lazily tracing circles on the table. Her face was flushed and he could tell she was trying to hide her increased breathing.

Sam looked away, desperately trying to maintain her equilibrium, but turned reluctantly back to him as the General asked him a question, and he answered without skipping a beat. How did he do that? She'd barely heard the question at all, her attention was so focused on him. She watched as he picked up his pen, replying to a query of Daniel's, then one of Dr. Bouchard's, while he slowly moved the pen suggestively in and out through his fingers. She met his wicked brown eyes, and when attention had been turned elsewhere, he winked at her. She swallowed hard, feeling the sudden rush of warmth between her legs. God, how she wished this meeting was over...He was still running his foot up and down her leg [she was really glad he had such long legs], and she sat forward a little more to give him easier access. Then she looked up and caught and held his gaze once more, her whole body aware of him and his movements with the pen.

They were so caught up in each other that they didn't even notice that the meeting had finished, and that the others were watching them - Daniel was bemused at the change in his friends, and Teal'c actually had a small smile on his face. The General was desperately trying to hide his grin, while SG-2 didn't bother to hide theirs'. Dr. Bouchard sat wondering whether all the meetings at the SGC were conducted this way.

Finally the General dismissed them, and they made to leave. Sam and Jack almost didn't notice.

They were both startled out of their mutual daze by the sound of the others scrapping back their chairs and picking up their papers. Sam felt herself blush and hoped they hadn't done anything out of the ordinary. She gathered her things together and followed the others out of the room. Jack was waiting for her by the door. As they started to walk down the corridor, Jack huskily whispered to her, "Follow me to my place?"

She smiled up at him, her eyes drifting to his lips. Then her expression changed to one of consternation. "Damn. I left..." She grinned mischievously at him. "Wait for me," she said as she turned and went back to the Briefing Room, swaying her hips, and glancing back at him as she went.

She returned to her seat, and bent over looking for the pen she had left behind. She heard the door close and the lock turn.

"I don't want to wait." she heard as she stood up. She turned and saw Jack approach her with a hungry look in his eyes.

"Jack..." she gasped as he lifted up her up and placed her gently on the table, his head descending to catch her lips in a passionate kiss. His tongue played along her lips, urging her to open them. When she did his tongue dived in to duel with hers, thrusting in and out and around suggestively. His hands left her hips and slid lower to her thighs, parting them so he could stand between them, and then continuing further down, encouraging her to wrap her legs around his hips. He thrust forward slightly, bring her into intimate contact with him, and making her moan softly with need. She moved her hands from his arms, snaking one around his waist, and the other up around his back to his head. She wound her hand through the hair at the nape of his neck, and deepened the kiss, only to have him break it moments later, his mouth moving across her cheek. She sucked in her breath as his mouth reached her ear, and he nibbled gently, before continuing downward, placing small, light kisses to her neck.

Meanwhile his hands were busy again, moving up her body, over her thighs to her hips, skimming over her waist and higher, to run his thumbs under the curve of her breasts. He began making small concentric circles upwards and around until he felt her hardening nipples beneath the fabric of her shirt. He ran his thumbs over them before taking one between his thumb and forefinger and squeezing ever so gently through her shirt. At his touch she gasped and thrust her hips towards him.

"Jack..."

He lifted his head from her neck, and grinned. "Time for some payback of my own," he whispered. "You weren't the only one lying awake at night..." he nibbled her neck again, "wanting..." he shifted his head to the other side, "needing..."

"Oh Jack!" Sam managed to gasp and moved her head to try and catch his lips. But he avoided her, pulling back slightly so that he could concentrate on slowly undoing each button on her shirt.

Sam gasped a little each time he undid a button, and he slipped the shirt down over her shoulders, before gently lifting her tight black T-shirt upwards over her chest. He then returned his attention to her breasts, caressing them through her lacy bra. God she wanted him, right now, but he continued his sweet torture, finally pulling the T-shirt over her head and tenderly undoing the clasp of her bra, letting it slip down her arms and before dropping it onto the floor. He lightly showered kisses over her neck, across her chest before reaching her breasts. Gently he suckled each nipple in turn, his tongue tracing light circles around them causing Sam to moan with pleasure.

"Oh, Jack," she murmured as his kisses moved lower, down onto her stomach before stopping at the rim of her pants. Slowly he undid them, before slipping his hand between her legs to stroke her through her panties. He returned his lips to her mouth, kissing her deeply, his tongue once more teasing her, thrusting in and out. She bucked her hips towards him as he found her clit. He raised his head and grinned at her.

"Liked that did you?" he asked huskily, then his eyes darkened. " I want to see you. Now."

He returned his attention to her fatigue pants, slowly slipping them down her legs, enjoying the view when she had to lift her hips towards him so that he could draw them down, and gently kissing each inch of flesh on her now bare thighs. He had to stop for a couple of minutes to remove her boots, but once he had achieved that, and her fatigues and panties had joined the rest of her clothes on the floor, Sam pulled him up, and kissed him passionately. Her hands moved to the buttons on his shirt, quickly and deftly undoing them before slipping it off his shoulders. She then moved her hands to his waist, pulling his T-shirt from his pants, enjoying the feel of his warm, hard flesh as she pushed it up over his chest. Finally he broke the kiss, and stood back slightly to finish removing it.

"Jack, I want you now," she said seductively.

"Not just yet" he grinned, before laying her gently back on the table and parting her legs, kissing her abdomen, the insides of her thighs, every where but where she wanted it most.

Sam tried to push her hips towards Jack's mouth, but he just laughed.

"Can dish it out, but you can't take it huh? Well, that's just too bad, cause I have plans for you."

From the corner of his eye he spied an ice bucket. 'Just the thing,' he thought as his tongue flicked out just a to barely touch Sam, enjoying it when she moaned and begged him. He briefly wondered what an ice bucket was doing in the Briefing Room, but ignored it to concentrate on more important things.

"Please Jack!"

He pressed soft kisses along her quivering thighs as he ever so slowly moved her body, so his hand was in reach of the ice bucket. He continued to kiss her thighs and slowly brought his hand to her slick opening. She was so wet and hot. Her scent was intoxicating, he wondered how long he could continue to titalize her before his own need pushed him to give her exactly what she wanted. He longed to drink of her sweet nectar. But, he reminded himself, all good things "cum" to he who waits. He couldn't help chuckling at that thought and his warm breath against Sam's pulsating centre caused her to gasp. He ran his finger along her opening, slowly pressing one into to her as he blew warm breath against her swollen bud. He entered another finger and lightly flicked his tongue against her. Sam's hips thrust off the table as she tried to get closer the source of the sweet torment. Jack brought his other hand and laid it across her stomach to hold her still...then he executed his own version of a frontal attack. He closed his lips around her clit and sucked as he added one more finger into her tight channel and his fingers moved in and out at a quick pace. Sam's hips gyrated wildly. She had never felt anything like this!

"Oh god, Jack!" she groaned, thrusting her hips against his fingers.

His arm moved from her stomach, while he continued to drive her wild with his mouth and fingers. Suddenly his mouth left her to be replaced with the thumb and index finger while his other two fingers searched for her G-spot. Jack moved his other hand towards the ice bucket, which was within his reach, and pulled out two pieces of ice. He placed one in his mouth, while keeping the other in his hand. He let the ice melt a bit against his fingers and then massaged Sam's breast which was hard and throbbing. Her overheated body reacted to the change and she practically yelped. Jack smiled and continued his torture. He moved his head down to her stomach and circled her navel with his now cold tongue. He slowly let the cool water drip down towards her clit. When his mouth reached it, he took the ice between his teeth and flicked quickly against her swollen bud. Sam gave a loud and satisfying cry at the sensation. Within her his fingers were massaging her G-spot. The combination of sensations, the ice against her hot and swollen clit and his fingers moving inside her brought Sam over the brink with the most sensational orgasm she had ever experienced.

"Jaaaack!" she cried, somehow remembering that they were not alone on the base and managing to keep from actually screaming out her pleasure as she longed to do.

Jack slowed his assault, and gently kissed her at her core as she slowly descended, his own breathing heavy now. God, he wanted her. So very badly. It was almost painful.

Sam finally managed to regain enough strength to look at him with glazed and passion filled eyes.

"That was incredible!"

Jack smiled and replied, "It's not over yet, I've only just begun."

He came back up to her mouth and kissed her with an intensity that she didn't think possible, before lifting his head again. Her hands moved to the zip of his pants, stroking the large bulge she found there. She briefly wondered how he had managed to hold himself back for so long. He pushed her hands away, and she watched with unhidden pleasure as he pushed his trousers and boxers down his strong, long legs. He stepped towards her again, his erection seeming to reach longingly for her. She shifted herself on the table as his hands returned to her hips.

"Now that I have you, I'm not letting you go while either one of us can still breathe! We keep going until we pass out!"

He thrust into to her and couldn't hold back his cry of pleasure. Somehow he managed to hold himself back enough to begin slowly, but that intention was soon lost as Sam began to move with him. He quickened his pace. She quickly caught his rhythm and matched him stoke for stroke. Their bodies were soon sweating and straining to reach the pinnacle. It wasn't long before Sam felt the wave of passion building inside her as he found her G-spot unerringly once more. Her inner muscles began contracting, and she forced herself to contract them tighter knowing that would pull Jack over the edge. As he felt her tightening around him, he tried to hold back, but the force of her muscles pulled him to the brink. As he went over, Sam felt herself following him and they both cried out each other's name.

Jack collapsed on top of Sam on the table, gasping for breath. He could feel her beneath him, her chest rapidly rising and falling, her nipples hard and rubbing against his chest. He swallowed and raised himself on one elbow above her. He gently pushed back a lock of sweat-dampened hair from her face.

"Wow," he said softly.

"'Wow' doesn't even begin to cover it," she replied with a smile. She glanced at the ice bucket. "Where'd you learn to *do* that?" she asked. Jack gave a half-shrug.

"I made it up."

"You've got more imagination than I gave you credit for," she grinned.

"Thanks," he replied dryly. Then he sighed. "We'd better get dressed, I guess," he said as he started to lift himself from her.

"Uh huh," Sam answered, a little disappointed. She silently wished they could remain there forever. She moved off the table and started looking for her clothes. She soon located everything except...

"Jack, what did you do with my bra?"

Jack shrugged, and sent her a sly smile. "I took it off you."

She sent him a 'look'. "I can't find it."

"It must be here somewhere..."

They searched for the next couple of minutes with no luck.

"Guess you'll just have to go bra-less," he grinned. She 'looked' at him again. He replied with a quick, teasing kiss. Quite frankly he was enjoying the view of his still topless Major.

"I'll buy you a new one, ok?"

Sam sighed and finished getting dressed. 'A really expensive one,' she thought.

Jack unlocked the door, and they entered the corridor to see Daniel and Dr. Bouchard round the corner at the other end.

"Jack, Sam! We've been looking for you. The General wants to see you in his office as soon as possible," Daniel announced as they approached. He hid a smile at the vaguely guilty glance they sent each other.

"Uh, thanks, Daniel. We'll head there now."

Daniel nodded and continued on his way with Dr. Bouchard.

Sam and Jack headed towards the General's office.

The End

Can you see where we're going with this?? <bg> Hope you liked it! Alexandra