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OK. So I exceeded 300 words (by approx. 600 words). Deal. :D

Title: This Is Your Brain on Drugs
Author: [livejournal.com profile] muck_a_luck, posting in [livejournal.com profile] brainofck
Pairing: Daniel Jackson/Jack O'Neill/Samantha Carter/Teal'c
Rating: (mild?) NC-17
Summary: Daniel and Sam go to the party. Jack and Teal'c stay home.
Content/warnings: Mild het content.
Words: 926
Disclaimer: If anybody is planning a script like this for SG-1, I'm certainly not going to claim any rights to it. However, I'd be delighted to work in a co-writing/consulting/first-reader/advisory-type capacity, with my fee to be negotiated at that time. :D
Archive rights: Absolutely none. My journals only. [livejournal.com profile] muck_a_luck and [livejournal.com profile] brainofck
Note: Written for that prompt thing. This is for [livejournal.com profile] cocoajava, who requested Drugged/Stoned Sam Carter and Daniel Jackson.


For my loyal [livejournal.com profile] rugbytacklers, I have done a Stargate crash course located here.






For once their hosts had been completely honest. The welcoming ceremony was an orgy, straight-up, no pussy-footing around. They would get high and everybody would try to screw the new guys. No pressure, of course, just lots of good-natured mauling, but they were assured that no would mean no, in the unlikely event that they could remember how to say the word while drugged out of their minds on the local love juice.

Jack had said, "Absolutely not!" But Carter had said, "Big, honkin' space guns..." with that sexy techno-geek burr in her voice. Daniel said, "Somebody has to do it." Teal'c, the back-stabber that he was, agreed with them, with a nod of his head, but with a dark look in his eye that promised a slow, painful death to anyone who took advantage of their two gorgeous, sweet dorks. Jack had reluctantly agreed and he and Teal'c had been escorted to their suite and locked away from the party for their own good. They had also been tethered to their very comfortable beds for good measure. Possibly for the safety of the party-goers.

Now it was late in the evening and the party was winding down. Carter and Daniel stumbled into the suite, already missing key articles of clothing, with kiss-stung lips and bruises forming in strategic places.

Jack felt like asking if the party had been any fun, but he knew exactly how much fun they'd been having, thanks to their thoughtful hosts and their excellent video monitoring equipment. It was a good thing their hosts had also been thoughtful with the tethering and the sequestering and the whatnot, as that guy who had gone to his knees and put his face into Carter's lap would have been the first to die. The guy who had given Daniel that massive hickey on his wrist would have been the second.

They were giggling between kisses. Carter had his glasses, and Daniel was so preoccupied with trying to get them back from her that he was completely unprepared when Carter trapped his ankle and shoved him hard, then pounced on top of him when he fell, just missing the couch.

Carter perched the glasses on the top of her head and seductively rolled her hips, grinding down onto Daniel's prominent, trapped erection. Both of them groaned, Carter's head falling back as she shifted her hips again.

Then Teal'c groaned in the other bed.

Jack squeezed his eyes shut, biting his tongue and only managing to resist the urge to cover his ears with his hands by balling his fists up under the pillow. So he ended up with the pillow wrapped around the back of his head instead.

But rather than properly finishing them both off, Carter suddenly dove forward, kissing Daniel for all she was worth. Daniel's long arms wound around her back, one broad hand possessively gripping her ass, drawing her closer as he humped up against her. Jack knew they were close to climax. He could feel it in the twitching of his own hard cock; hear it in Teal'c's slow heavy breaths in the next bed.

"This isn't going to work," came Carter's muffled voice, from where her face was buried in the crook of Daniel's neck.

"We need Jack," Daniel whispered breathlessly, rolling her over, their hips still locked together. He sat up, staring down at her, pushing up her shirt to touch her breasts. She arched up into his touches, stretching her arms up over her head. Across the room, Teal'c made a sound like a man in pain.

"And Teal'c. We need Teal'c, too," she murmured.

"Really? Teal'c?" Daniel sounded mildly surprised. "Junior doesn't, you know, creep you out?"

Carter snorted derisively, though the snort faded into a moan as Daniel bent down to mouth her nipple through the thin fabric of her bra. Her retort was a husky growl.

"You're not scared of Junior. You're scared of that gorgeous, huge cock."

"Samantha Carter!" Daniel exclaimed, aghast. "The mouth on you."

They were giggling again. Daniel climbed off and sat with his back to the couch. Carter pulled herself up to join him.

"Man, I am so stoned," Daniel confessed.

"But so horny," Carter mornfully agreed.

"Where are they?" Daniel asked pitifully.

"I don't know," Carter sounded completely forlorn. "If we could find them, I bet we could get in the middle, then the Colonel could do you from the other side, and Teal'c could do me..." Her voice trailed away into a sad little sigh.

"It's not right without them," Daniel pronounced, even as Carter's hand slipped down the flat planes of his belly into the waistband of his pants.

"We should find them," Carter agreed, as Daniel tipped his head back against the couch with a sob. He swallowed hard and nodded frantically. He caught Carter by the arm and gently tugged her hand away.

"They've got to be here somewhere," Daniel assured her.

But they didn't get up from their places on the floor. Carter's head fell onto Daniel's shoulder, as he held her hand firmly.

"I feel sleepy," she slurred.

"Maybe we're crashing," Daniel replied. "Probably just as well, Jack might be pretty mad if we tried anything on with him."

"Teal'c wouldn't be mad," Carter opined.

"Mmmmmm," said Daniel non-committally.

And just like that, they were asleep, collapsed against each other, propped up by the couch.

Teal'c growled something from across the room.

Jack just put the pillow over his face and acknowledged that Daniel was right. It was probably just as well.



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Date: 2006-04-18 12:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cocoajava.livejournal.com
Big, honkin' space guns indeed! :D

Jack is SOOOO going to have words for Daniel later! Or, then again... maybe not. Maybe it was just as well.

This is the cutest, hottest SG1 ficcie in the history of SG1 ficcies. I am going to love it and pet it and call it George.

Thank you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Date: 2006-04-19 10:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] brainofck.livejournal.com
You are so weird. I feel very sure you used the word cute to describe some other little piece of perversion I wrote. Perhaps I am not being perverted enough.

But thrilled you liked it! :) Shall I rename it George right now? :p

Date: 2006-04-19 12:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cocoajava.livejournal.com
Yes, I am weird, I suppose. Probably due to the company I keep. *eyes you*

And hey! Perversion can be cute. Indeedy. It can also be hot and smutty and twisted at the same time.... oh, wait, maybe I really AM weird.

Date: 2006-04-18 01:15 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] seleneheart
Oh, I love that!!! That Sam Carter has a hell of an imagination!

Date: 2006-04-19 10:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] brainofck.livejournal.com
What with Sam's love life, and the constant hotness of her closest co-workers, you gotta think that imagination is in overdrive half the time. I think it's a miracle she gets anything done.

Date: 2006-04-18 01:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mresundance.livejournal.com
"You're not scared of Junior. You're scared of that gorgeous, huge cock."

Samantha Carter!

I will never be able to watch the show again without imagining Sam blurting those immortal words.

*snerk*

And of course the dorks are the horny stoned scheming ones.

You've got all that brainpower, they probably do have some of the filthier better ideas. Ahem.

Date: 2006-04-19 10:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] brainofck.livejournal.com
That's what an astronomically high combined IQ and three PhD's are for, really... I mean, what better combination than physics and archaeology for a sick, twisted time?

Date: 2006-04-19 11:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mresundance.livejournal.com
And people wonder why I want my PhD.

Date: 2006-04-18 01:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] whisper99.livejournal.com
Wooohooo! We can't ever have too much OT3! You need to write the followup where Jack & Teal'c get loose and have the science twins at their mercy :)

Date: 2006-04-19 10:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] brainofck.livejournal.com
But they would never take advantage of their poor little geeks, all drugged up and high!

Probably.

:) Yes. OT3 and OT4 are very important. I need to think about them more often.

Date: 2006-04-19 03:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lt-kitty.livejournal.com
Mmmm. Yes. The world needs much, much more SG1 teamsmut!

Date: 2006-04-18 02:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] green-grrl.livejournal.com
Oh . My. God! This is kind of like an alternate version of your Dark Muse SG fic, isn't it? Poor Jack! Poor Teal'c! *groans with them*

Date: 2006-04-19 10:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] brainofck.livejournal.com
Look. Teal'c is not amused. :D

Date: 2006-04-18 05:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lt-kitty.livejournal.com
Jack and Teal'c should spank them both for teasing them being such naughty scientists.

Delightful. *g*

Date: 2006-04-19 10:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] brainofck.livejournal.com
Heh. Eheheh. Maybe there should be a different version of this.

Date: 2006-04-19 03:46 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] moose
Hahahahaha! Excellent!

Date: 2006-04-19 10:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] brainofck.livejournal.com
*snickers*

Thanks! :)

Date: 2006-04-25 12:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] belleimani.livejournal.com
OH my.
Heee.
Sex. Ay.

Date: 2006-04-25 11:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] belleimani.livejournal.com
Oh yeah.
Hee.

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