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applecameronAuthor: Apple Cameron
Title: Sex on the Beach
Fandom: Stargate SG-1
Pairing: OT4
Keywords: sand, sun, sex
Spoilers: what, ruin all my pretty sex with spoilers?
He woke up because Sam was moaning in his ear. Not that he'd really been asleep asleep, just dozing...the sun was so warm, even in the shade. When he'd shut his eyes after the 5th beer, Sam had been on her stomach, Teal'C working sunscreen into her skin. Now she was on her back, blue eyes wide as he'd ever seen, lips parted and blond hair dusted with sand.
Not moaning, really, more like liquid sex noises that had him lifting his hips up off the sand before he was even fully awake. Little tripping sighs that ran down the base of his spine and coiled there, starting high and hitting someplace low inside her as Daniel stroked two fingers into her, watching her as she arched in response, not really breathing, just exhaling pleasure.
He touched her cheek with a fingertip and Sam's eyes shuttered closed for a moment, then back open as Daniel caressed her deep inside.
Jack swallowed. "My god, that's the sexiest thing I've ever heard."
Daniel was concentrating. "I made her stay quiet the first two times."
Jack looked down at Sam's flushed face, her skin perfect and dappled in the shade, a pale goddess of sex. "Christ. Why?"
A tiny smile. "You were asleep."
He felt Teal'C behind him before the Jaffa touched him, warm brown hands sliding down to grip Jack's cock. "O'Neill." Lips on his neck. He relaxed and let him drive, eyes at half-mast, just open enough to watch the most beautiful woman in the world beg his Daniel to let her come again. He looked down at his own dick, trapped in Teal'C's capable hands, brown skin on his own, milking him slowly. Then watched Sam hover on the brink until the heat at his center was ready to burst without even being touched.
"Oh, yes," Sam breathed, when she saw Teal'C moving Jack to take Daniel's place, "oh, yes, Danny please."
They slid together, the others' hands still adjusting, smoothing, stroking, both surrendering to the gentle touch.
Jack's head threw back and he exhaled pleasure.
"Perfect." Someone whispered.
Title: Sex on the Beach
Fandom: Stargate SG-1
Pairing: OT4
Keywords: sand, sun, sex
Spoilers: what, ruin all my pretty sex with spoilers?
He woke up because Sam was moaning in his ear. Not that he'd really been asleep asleep, just dozing...the sun was so warm, even in the shade. When he'd shut his eyes after the 5th beer, Sam had been on her stomach, Teal'C working sunscreen into her skin. Now she was on her back, blue eyes wide as he'd ever seen, lips parted and blond hair dusted with sand.
Not moaning, really, more like liquid sex noises that had him lifting his hips up off the sand before he was even fully awake. Little tripping sighs that ran down the base of his spine and coiled there, starting high and hitting someplace low inside her as Daniel stroked two fingers into her, watching her as she arched in response, not really breathing, just exhaling pleasure.
He touched her cheek with a fingertip and Sam's eyes shuttered closed for a moment, then back open as Daniel caressed her deep inside.
Jack swallowed. "My god, that's the sexiest thing I've ever heard."
Daniel was concentrating. "I made her stay quiet the first two times."
Jack looked down at Sam's flushed face, her skin perfect and dappled in the shade, a pale goddess of sex. "Christ. Why?"
A tiny smile. "You were asleep."
He felt Teal'C behind him before the Jaffa touched him, warm brown hands sliding down to grip Jack's cock. "O'Neill." Lips on his neck. He relaxed and let him drive, eyes at half-mast, just open enough to watch the most beautiful woman in the world beg his Daniel to let her come again. He looked down at his own dick, trapped in Teal'C's capable hands, brown skin on his own, milking him slowly. Then watched Sam hover on the brink until the heat at his center was ready to burst without even being touched.
"Oh, yes," Sam breathed, when she saw Teal'C moving Jack to take Daniel's place, "oh, yes, Danny please."
They slid together, the others' hands still adjusting, smoothing, stroking, both surrendering to the gentle touch.
Jack's head threw back and he exhaled pleasure.
"Perfect." Someone whispered.