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Fandom: Stargate: SG-1
Title: Cold Feet
Author: Em
Rating: R
Word Count: ~300
Pairing: Jack/Sam, Jack/Daniel, Daniel/Vala
Prompt: from
imthelobster and
roadrunner1896, a Sam/Jack wedding, and
janedavitt and
dragonbetween, OT3
Summary: Jack and Sam's wedding day done right (and by that I mean with slash).
Notes: Written while participating in the Never Ever Meme, I'm proud of having never ever written this. Originally posted here (in two parts).
Cold Feet
"Hey," Daniel's soft voice steadies Jack's fluttering stomach. "This has been a long time coming."
"Yeah, yeah." If he says more, his breakfast might end up on Daniel's shoes.
"You asked her." Jack can hear the roll of Daniel's eyes.
"I'm well aware of that." Jack tugs at the ends of his jacket, straightening his dress blues. The dress blues had been Daniel's idea, but Carter—Sam—had quickly agreed.
"So . . . you want this." Daniel pats Jack's shoulder.
"I know, just. . . ." What if it goes wrong? What if she really loved the man of action and now . . . ?
"She loves you, you idiot. Stop worrying about the rest of it."
Jack cuts a glare at Daniel. "Do you mind? I'm trying to get married, here."
Daniel grins, adjusting his glasses with his left hand. "Yeah, join the club."
"Are you trying to relax me?"
Daniel squeezes Jack's penis through his dress blues. "Relaxing isn't the immediate result."
"Daniel."
"Jack."
Daniel's eyes are big and innocent behind his glasses as he drops to his knees. His hands find the familiar zip, working it open without verbal consent. Not that Daniel has ever needed verbal consent, not when it comes to this.
"We've got five minutes."
Daniel grins. "Vala's stalling Sam. We've got ten. At least."
"You've got Vala in on this now?" Jack grips the counter, for the first time wondering about the sanity of allowing Daniel to suck him off in the church bathroom.
Daniel pulls back. "Hey, I'll need something to keep me busy while you and Sam have your wedding night."
Daniel's hair is soft under his fingers as Jack guides him back into place. "Shh. I promise we won't leave you out . . . either of you."
~Comments and feedback are better than the bathroom floor.
Title: Cold Feet
Author: Em
Rating: R
Word Count: ~300
Pairing: Jack/Sam, Jack/Daniel, Daniel/Vala
Prompt: from
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Summary: Jack and Sam's wedding day done right (and by that I mean with slash).
Notes: Written while participating in the Never Ever Meme, I'm proud of having never ever written this. Originally posted here (in two parts).
"Hey," Daniel's soft voice steadies Jack's fluttering stomach. "This has been a long time coming."
"Yeah, yeah." If he says more, his breakfast might end up on Daniel's shoes.
"You asked her." Jack can hear the roll of Daniel's eyes.
"I'm well aware of that." Jack tugs at the ends of his jacket, straightening his dress blues. The dress blues had been Daniel's idea, but Carter—Sam—had quickly agreed.
"So . . . you want this." Daniel pats Jack's shoulder.
"I know, just. . . ." What if it goes wrong? What if she really loved the man of action and now . . . ?
"She loves you, you idiot. Stop worrying about the rest of it."
Jack cuts a glare at Daniel. "Do you mind? I'm trying to get married, here."
Daniel grins, adjusting his glasses with his left hand. "Yeah, join the club."
"Are you trying to relax me?"
Daniel squeezes Jack's penis through his dress blues. "Relaxing isn't the immediate result."
"Daniel."
"Jack."
Daniel's eyes are big and innocent behind his glasses as he drops to his knees. His hands find the familiar zip, working it open without verbal consent. Not that Daniel has ever needed verbal consent, not when it comes to this.
"We've got five minutes."
Daniel grins. "Vala's stalling Sam. We've got ten. At least."
"You've got Vala in on this now?" Jack grips the counter, for the first time wondering about the sanity of allowing Daniel to suck him off in the church bathroom.
Daniel pulls back. "Hey, I'll need something to keep me busy while you and Sam have your wedding night."
Daniel's hair is soft under his fingers as Jack guides him back into place. "Shh. I promise we won't leave you out . . . either of you."
~Comments and feedback are better than the bathroom floor.
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Date: 2007-11-11 04:22 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-11-12 12:15 am (UTC)Hee. Yes it is. Good church porn. :D
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Date: 2007-11-12 01:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-11-12 01:31 am (UTC)Ooh! Sofa in hell? I actually think I have one reserved.
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Date: 2007-11-12 08:54 am (UTC)Great fic and great idea. I loved this, but in my porny little black heart I wished to see more of the playing and sex.
Could you extrapolate? Please?
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Date: 2007-11-12 01:28 pm (UTC)I swear, this was originally supposed to be Sam and Jack's wedding, and then, um, I couldn't do it! *snickers* If you need porn, may I direct you to my jack/daniel tag where lots of porn lives.
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Date: 2007-11-12 08:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-11-14 04:41 am (UTC):P
Ooohhh, yes I WILL look at your porn!
PS: I love your icon! Can I snurch?
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Date: 2007-11-14 12:23 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-11-12 08:36 pm (UTC)I am concerned about this, please explain Daniel pulls off Jack's penis.
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Date: 2007-11-12 10:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-11-26 05:25 am (UTC)...
*ahem*
I mean, uh...I loved this and this is how I would have loved for it to have gone down, because....YUM. :-D
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Date: 2008-01-06 03:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-25 10:20 am (UTC)God, I am so annoyed with everyone and everything right now.
Can I please replace Sam in that foursome up there?
*snuggles you*
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Date: 2008-04-13 10:21 pm (UTC)Good news: I'm almost done with Sweet Charity and can resume being your fic bitch.
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Date: 2008-04-14 03:55 pm (UTC)Well, another one cause I already have a
Except for the SPN/TMNT crossover I have no ideas, though. AT least non that you could write.
TURTLES!!!