TITLE: ADHERING TO THE REGS 1/1
AUTHOR: Queen Mab
EMAIL: queenmab31@hotmail.com
SUMMARY: Just Sam and Jack making innocent small talk in the elevator, regs firmly in place. Yeah, right.
DISCLAIMER: Sigh. If I owned them, there would be more "Window of Opportunity"-like episodes. Alas, this is not the case. I am just a poor college graduate who felt like wasting a perfectly good afternoon writing Stargate smut fic. Why, you ask? Because I can. And smut fic makes me feel all warm and fluffy inside.
RATING: NC-17 for some seriously dirty thoughts. Kiddies you'll get naughty ideas from this fic, so scram until you're old enough.
CLASSIFICATIONS: Sam and Jack of course!
SPOILERS: None. Takes place whichever season you want it to.
ARCHIVE: Yes, please, anywhere appropriate. SJAdult, SJD, wherever. Just let me know. And no stealing! Keep my name on it.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Okay, so this might be a little confusing, but Sam's thoughts are surrounded by asteriks (*), and Jack's are surrounded by underlines (_). When they are in the same paragraph, I've separated them by // (two slashes). This is my second attempt at SG-1 fic. Many, many thanks to Aud and Bonnie for their beta expertise.
FEEDBACK: Yes, please and thank you. I'd be forever grateful. Please send all thoughts/comments/ideas to queenmab31@hotmail.com Flames will be used to make some sort of sword with which to hack you to death. Heh.
ADHERING TO THE REGS
Copyright 2003 Queen Mab
Sam Carter entered the elevator on the first floor of the base, her mind in all different directions. She turned crisply and pushed the level button to her lab, running over the new specs in her head for the particle generator she was working on, while at the same time trying to figure out what to wear to dinner with Janet and Cassie tonight. It was her usual morning routine, to have equations running in the background while she thought of all sorts of other things. What to wear tonight, what to bring (salad or dessert?), black hole and wormhole physics, quasars and quarks, whether the rain in Spain really *was* on the plains, anything that popped into her head. Just as the doors were closing, someone called out:
"Hold the elevator!"
Recognizing Jack O'Neill's voice, she quickly pressed the button to hold the doors open. Her CO stepped in.
//*smells like his aftershave* //
//_smells like her shampoo_//
"Colonel," she greeted courteously as his hand pushed on the doors. "Good morning."
//*hands sliding up my shirt caressing*//
"Morning," O'Neill replied, hands in his pockets.
//_eyes are so blue bluer than the ocean than the sky_//
"Going down to command?" he asked.
//_how incredible she looks when she comes_//
"Lab," she replied.
//*touching my waist suddenly thrown down on the floor love it when he does this cave man routine wrists grasped by his strong hands lips tasting*//
//_tasting her warm salty flesh go searching for her mole she loves it when I do the cave man routine_//
O'Neill nodded. "Ah."
There was a pause, filled by the creaking of the elevator descending.
//_my hand descends down to my favorite place in the universe_// "So." His eyebrows furrowed. "How's that, uh, particle thingie?"
Carter smiled. "You mean the particle generator?" //*arching my back as his fingers slide down my stomach in my pants down to*//
//_heaven make her sob with pleasure_//
O'Neill nodded. "Yeah, that thing. How's it goin'?"
//_going to make her scream_//
She looked at him for a second.
//*he teases my clit bite his neck*//
He hated scientific conversations.
//*he stops teasing bites me back*//
"Why do you ask?"
//*said I'd asked for it*//
//_her thighs are clamping around my hand she bites me god I love her she deserved that she asked for it_//
He gestured casually. "Just, you know, making small talk."
//_lost ability to think to speak to do anything but touch her_//
Carter lifted an eyebrow. "You really want to know?" //*laughing breathlessly he's kissing me senseless then lets my wrists go I grab his ass tightly*//
Jack shrugged nonchalantly.
//_she grabs me roughly my knees protest am I getting to old for this_//
"Yeah, sure."
//_she squeezes my ass I feel twenty again_//
She looked at him with a half smile, deciding to spare him the intricacies of particle generators. //*generating such heat feels like I'm burning on fire nerves inflamed he yanks off my pants rips my underwear*//
//_oh she'll pay_//
//*oh he'll pay for that underwear*//
It was a confined space, after all. //*confining his jeans are too confining*//
//_my damn jeans_//
"It's going fine, sir."
There was another pause. //*sweaty panting lips bruised swollen everything just burning*//
Carter spoke. "How's your..." Suddenly she realized she had no idea what he did when they weren't off world. Besides fishing. Different topic.
//*my head banging against the wall as he lifts me up to straddle his waist my legs lock around*//
// _she locks me in like a vise god bless tall blonds_//
Carter looked up to the glare of the florescent lights. "Beautiful day today," she said casually.
//*his cock pressing against my center*//
//_feel her softness rub against me I might just explode_//
"Yeah. Warm."
//_her hot breath against my neck_//
"It's supposed to rain for the rest of the week."
//*sweat drips down my sides I smell his scent he slides into me we gasp together*//
//_I slide into bliss and my knees crack_//
Pause. "Bummer."
//*laugh as he grimaces from his knee making noise "think that's funny?" he asks as he shoves into me deeper*//
//_I shove into her deeper make her pay for that smart ass_//
//*hips buck against him can't help it he wraps his arms around me to hold me steady*//
//_hold her steady so she doesn't fall and take me with her_//
"Well we're scheduled for P3X-345 tomorrow and the MALP showed a great sunny climate, so we'll get to enjoy it for a little while longer," Carter replied.
//*longer harder please oh god*//
//_blinding suns behind my eyelids_//
He grinned. "Great. I can work on my tan."
//*Tan skin pressed against my white flesh thrusting capturing my moans in his mouth*//
//_kiss her again can't help it she's so beautiful her long lashes against her flushed cheek panting crying out_//
Carter smiled again.
//*his knees must hurt but he doesn't seem to mind*//
//_my knees are killing me going to be limping for a few days so worth it_//
The floors ticked by. //*oh god almost there just a few more*//
Eight...nine...ten...eleven...
//*breathing in my ear he whispers hoarsely "love you"*//
// _I love you_//
//*thrusts frantic pounding against the wall then we cry out falls onto his* //_my chest_ // *his* // _my_ // *grip tightens around me* // _her we don't move as the wave crashes down_
Another pause. //*quiet now except for our harsh breaths*//
O'Neill blew out a slow breath.
//*he* // _I_ // *rests his* // _my head in the crook of_ // *my* // _her neck_ // *kissing me softly*//
Carter blew out a slow breath.
//*puts my* // _her legs down_ // *gently holding me* // _her steady as we sway_ // _knees weak_//
Gradually the elevator slowed and then stopped, the doors opening.
//*Fix ourselves wipe any lipstick off his face*//
Carter turned and nodded respectfully. "Sir."
//*he smiles at me*//
//_I smooth her hair_//
He nodded back and held out his arm to signal her to go before him.
//*kiss each other lingeringly on the lips*//
They strode purposefully out of the elevator, going their separate ways.
Carter told herself she was flushed from the stuffy air in the elevator.
O'Neill walked with a slight limp.
The End
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