One sun was setting over the mountains as the other
one was high above, yet she didn’t feel the heat that should
have been generated by the twin stars. Looking down from the sky
and onto her front lawn, she found Teal’c meditating on the
grass on one side of her walk-way, with Pete imitating him on the
opposite side. Sam was about to ask Pete if he knew what he was
doing, apparently having reached Kel’no’reem, but the
low groan coming from inside her house stopped her.
Someone was in trouble, someone needed her inside.
Slowly searching around the interior, looking for answers she was
seeking, Sam found that the groans were at their loudest as she
passed the stairway leading to her attic.
As she carefully made her way up the stairs, Sam realized that
what she was hearing wasn’t someone in trouble, but someone
being fucked, hard. With each distinct loud slap of skin against
skin, someone was audibly gasping and occasionally groaning in need
caused by friction. She wasn’t hearing fear, it was pleasure.
At the top of the stairs was a solitary door, which was cracked
open slightly, kept her from seeing, from knowing who had the audacity
to find such enjoyment while in her home.
Everything grew quiet while she stood there, driving away any hesitation
she felt about intruding on the couple within. Pushing the door
open, she moved to step inside but found it hard to make anything
out due to lack of light. Though, walking further into the room,
she could make out the backside of a man’s body, with a pair
of legs wrapped around the lower back and a pair of arms wrapped
tightly around the man’s neck. The man’s hips were slowly
thrusting forward into the body that was wrapped around his. The
room tilted in result, as it was drenched with moans, gasps, and
the occasional sigh resulting from the continual penetration.
Sam moved forward, needing a closer look. A strong muscular frame
came into better focus, with a taut ass, broad shoulders, and silvering
hair. With one final step towards the couple, and Sam could also
see the top of another head, which was barely moving in accordance
with each languid thrust, while leaning forward on the arms circled
around the silver-haired man. The leaning head had short brown hair
– and Sam gasped, having an idea of who these two people were.
But that notion was impossible, since they wouldn’t do this,
especially not in her home.
The head rose off of the arms, the face no longer hidden; piercing
blue eyes staring directly into her own. Daniel’s face looked
smug as he whispered, “Hi, Sam.”
His head fell back, his eyes closed, and his jaw slackened as the
Colonel picked up his pace and pushed him into an explosive orgasm.
Her CO looked towards her direction, only to dismiss her presence
as he sought for Daniel’s mouth with his own, his thrusts
faltering, making it evident that Daniel wasn’t the only one
to have found that sweet ecstasy.
Sam flew into a sitting position, gasping for air, as it took a
few moments for her to realize that it was all just a dream, though
it had felt so real. Her house never had an attic.
A groan emanated from under her covers, startling her. Sam whipped
her head in the direction of the muffled sound, seeing a man’s
hand emerge from underneath the duvet, searching for her. As the
hand found her leg, the covers lifted enough for the head underneath
to be seen.
“You ar-right, babe?” Pete asked in concern while stroking
her inner thigh. Though still groggy from his sleep, he was awake
enough to realize that something had troubled his partner.
“I’m fine,” she whispered, “it was…
just a dream.” She tried to form a smile as she said, “It
was a little confusing.”
“Dreams normally are, sweetheart.” Pete moved the covers
away, and persuaded Sam down into his arms. Holding her close, he
placed a kiss on top of the head of the woman he had fallen head
over heels for. “Think you can go back to sleep?”
“Mhmm,” as she was nearly there, feeling safe in her
“Damn it, Jack!" Daniel ached. Jack was so tight, as
the spasms rocked through his body, encasing and pulling hard on
Daniel’s cock. In one final thrust, his seed rushed out of
his body and into the man he loved.
As their movements had stilled, Jack placed his left hand over
the nape of Daniel’s neck, pulling him down till their foreheads
touched. Their bodies were fully wrapped around each other, their
sweat cooling over their skin, desperately attempting to regain