"Arm Wrestling" by AQ

TITLE: Arm Wrestling

BY: AQ!

SPOILERS/SEQUEL: Huh?

RATING: Well, that's a dumb question!!!! DUH?!?!?! NC-17!

STATUS: Complete? YEAH!

ARCHIVE: The usual, Sam & Jack , Heliopolis. Any one else, ask and you shall recieve!

DISCLAIMERS: Well, we couldn't care less what you do with it! Print it & Make paper airplanes if that rocks your boat. Just remember that I do not own any characters, so if you want to sell said paper airplanes, don't blame me if GEKKO, MGM, or SHOWTIME & their friends (And Lawyers!) decide to sue you!

PAIRING: Sam & Jack! Yeah! I know! The whole co-workers thing. But, in AQ's world, regs don't exist! Use your imagination!

SUMMERY: Sam and Jack arm wrestle! Feedback, including FLAMES will be accepted! I also apologize for the lack of plot here! NOT!!!! This IS a PWP??!?! Just remember, AQ made me do it! AQ's personal comments look like (this)!

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"Where's Captain Carter?" General George Hammond asked impatiently.

"Just arriving, Sir." Samuels answered.

"Carter?" O'Neill asked.

"I'm assigning Captain Sam Carter to this mission." General Hammond answered.

"I'd prefer to put together my own team, Sir."

"Not on this mission. Sorry. Carter is our expert on the Stargate."

"Where's he transferring from?" Jack asked.

"SHE is transferring from the Pentagon. I take it you're Colonel O'Neill. Captain Samantha Carter reporting, Sir."

Jack had to do a double take when he saw the Captain. She was definitely a woman! She had short blond hair and the biggest, brightest blue eyes Jack had ever seen. Her dress blue uniform made her blue eyes seem bluer and accentuated all her curves. He felt a stirring in his groin.

"But of course you go by Sam." Kawalsky stated.

"You don't have to worry, Major. I played with dolls when I was a kid."

"G.I. Joe?" Kawalsky asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Oh, Major Matt Mason."

"Oh." Kawalsky was confused. "Who?" He asked Ferretti.

"Major Matt Mason. Astronaut doll. Did you have that cool little backpack that made him fly?" Feretti interrupted the conversation between Sam & Charlie.

"Let's get started." General Hammond said, motioning for the lady to sit down. "Colonel."

"Thank you. For those of you on your first time through the gate, you should be prepared for what to expect."

"I practically memorized your report from the first mission. I'd like to think I've been preparing for this my entire life." Sam said.

"I think what the Colonel is saying is, have you ever pulled out of a simulated bombing run in an F-16 at 8-plus Gs?" Kawalsky asked Sam.

"Yes." She said, surprising Kawalsky.

"Well...it's way worse than that."

"By the time you get to the other side you're frozen stiff, like you've just been through a blizzard...naked." Ferretti informed her.

"That's a result of the compression your molecules undergo during the millisecond required for reconstitution." Sam started with her techno-babble.

"Oh, here we go. Another scientist. General, please." Jack said, annoyed.

"Theoretical astrophysicist." Sam corrected him.

"Which means...?" O'Neill shot back.

"Which means she is smarter than you are, Colonel." General Hammond said, making Kawalsky and Ferretti laugh. "Especially in matters related to the Stargate."

"Colonel, I was studying the gate technology for two years before Daniel Jackson made it work and before you both went through. I should've gone through then. But Sir, you and your men might as well accept that fact that I am going through this time." Sam said.

"Well, with all due respect, Doctor, I..." Jack started.

" ... It is appropriate to refer to a person by their rank, not their salutation. You should call me Captain, not Doctor." Sam interrupted.

"Captain Carter's assignment to this unit is not an option, it is an order." General Hammond said to the male officers.

"I'm an Air Force officer just like you are, Colonel. And just because my reproductive organs are in the inside instead of the outside, doesn't mean I can't handle whatever you can handle." She said, standing with her hands on the table.

"Oh, this has nothing to do with you being a woman. I like women. I've just got a little problem with scientists." Jack said, sarcastically, standing up, mirroring her stance.

Sam looked him right in the eyes and said, "Well, Colonel, I logged over 100 hours over enemy air space during the Gulf War. Is that tough enough for you...or are we going to have to arm wrestle?"

"Let's go, right here, right now!"

"Let's get started with the briefing, shall we?" General Hammond requested.

"Of course, General" Sam and Jack said together, looking at each other.

After the briefing, General Hammond gave the 4 officers an hour to get dressed and ready to go thru the stargate. Feretti and Kawalsky left, followed by Sam.

"Carter?" Jack asked her stopping her at the door.

"Yes, Sir?"

"I'm ready to arm-wrestle you now."

"Yeah?" He approaches her, and closes the door, locking it. He walks back to the table and arranged the chairs. He sat in one chair, and motioned for her to sit in the other.

She took off her jacket, and loosened her tie. She unbuttoned her top 3 buttons, and sat down. She grabbed his hand, and leaned forward, making sure he got a good look at her chest. He wasn't looking at her chest, he was looking in her eyes. As they started wrestling, she shifted to where he had a good look down her shirt. He took the bait, and his eyes started moving lower. She took her free hand, and touched her breast inside her shirt. He took a deep breath, and --- BAM! She slammed his hand down.

"HA! HA! I beat you!" She said triumphantly.

"You did, didn't you?" He said, tracing her breast like she had done to distract him. He pressed himself into her leg, and she felt his arousal.

"Mmn --- getting beat by a woman turns you on, does it?" She asked, tracing the outline of his hardness thru his pants.

"Oh, Yeah! The more beautiful the better." He said, kissing her, and unbuttoning the 2 remaining buttons of her shirt.

"I want you, Colonel." She whispered into his mouth, taking off her uniform. "Did ya lock the door?"

"Of course." He said, taking off his uniform.

She climbed up on the briefing room table, and laid down. He opened her legs, and pulled her down to the end of the table. She moaned, as he kissed her outer lips, then gasped as he penetrated them with his tongue.

"Mmn! Colonel!" She gasped out as he began to lick her clit. He stuck his finger in and out of her, as he sucked on her clit. "Oh, God!" He reached up with his free hand, and pinched her nipple. These three sensations made her have a screaming orgasm. "Jack! Please! Oh, God!" He just continued what he was doing, making her squirm under him.

After he was sure she was satisfied, he kissed his way up her slender body. He swirled his tongue around her belly button. She moaned at this. He moved his way up to her breasts, taking her left nipple between his lips. He sucked on that one for a while, then, moved on to the right one.

"Enough of this teasing Colonel! Fuck me, now!"

He grinned at the thought of her impatience with his teasing her. He thought. He got on top of her and slowly entered her. She dug her fingers into his ass, and pushed down, gasping as she shoved his hardness far into her body. He smiled, and slowed his pace down to almost a stop.

"Colonel! We don't have very much time here!" She gasped, as he withdrew all the way, then slowly pushed himself into her.

"MMn-Hmn." He said, turning them over to where she was on top. "Do what ya gotta do, Captain." He said, giving control over to her.

She smiled, and drove herself down on him, taking his entire length with a gasp. She rocked her hips to adjust to his hardness. She moaned, and kissed his lips. She stretched her legs out , and squeezed him between them. She rocked, rubbing his hardness on her clit. She felt the build up, and started to orgasm. He raised his eyebrows, and moaned at the feeling of her contracting around himself. He just looked at her as she started shaking her head in orgasmic bliss. She started to calm down, then looked at him. She felt he was still hard, and raised her eyebrows.

He smiled, and turned them over, quickening his pace. He pumped into her, making her gasp. She started contracting around him again.

"Damn, Girl!" He said, but she wasn't listening. She had her eyes closed, and was shaking her head and moaning. Her contracting around him made him come with her this time, collapsing on top of her.

Sam stretched, and caught a look at her watch. "OH! My God! 5 minutes, Colonel!"

He gasped, and withdrew from her body. "We better get dressed, and then into our fatigues!"

She started laughing. "To see General Hammond's face ---"

"If we don't get changed and down in that gateroom, we'll se his angry face as he sends up off to be court-marshaled."

"Let's go!" She said, putting on her shoe.

He opened the door, and peeked out into the empty hall. He signed, and ran down the hall. "Kawalsky!" He said, as he ran into the grinning Major. Kawalsky looked back to the room, and raised an eyebrow as he saw Sam coming out of the room still in her dress blues as well as Jack.

"3 minutes, you two! I won't tell if you don't get caught. Go! I'll cover for you." He said, running toward the gateroom, as Sam and Jack ran toward the locker rooms.

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