"Hands" (Stargate SG-1, J/D, mm)

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Idea triggered by an old entry on cynlock's journal. (This is my way of saying, "If you like it, then it's for you, if you don't, then it's just 'based on an idea by'". Ahem.)



"God, I love your hands." Daniel was talking to himself more than to Jack, but he didn't mind. "They're just so, so --"

It was, he'd learned, actually impossible to get Daniel to shut up.

Fuck him into next Tuesday and he'll still talk in his sleep.

"Long and sleek and strong," this last was muffled as his finger was sucked into Daniel's wet, perfect mouth.

Jack drew it out after a moment and traced a long line down Daniel's neck and torso, matching the movement with his other hand, running those fingers along Daniel's calf and thigh.

Something trembled under his touch.

Hmmm.

Jack put a hand over Daniel's mouth, and the other on his dick, squeezing gently.

Of course, I've never actually tested that theory.

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