Adjustments, Part A1
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brainofckTitle: Adjustments, Part A1
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muck_a_luck, posting in brainofck
Pairing: Daniel Jackson/Jack O'Neill
Rating: NC-17
Summary: This story is a close cousin of Metamorphosis, except in this story, Daniel really has changed into a woman.
Content/warnings: Het content.
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.muck_a_luck and brainofck
The Matrix: She. The Matrix is located here.
For my loyal![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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Adjustments, Part 1
Adjustments, Part 2
Adjustments, Part 3
Adjustments, Part 4
Adjustments, Part 5
Adjustments, Part 6
Adjustments, Part 7
Jack broke away from him and stared down. His face was tear-streaked and flushed, but his eyes were clear and serious and thoughtful. Just a trace of anger still left in the tightness around his mouth. Daniel reached up and brushed at the tear dampness with his thumbs.
"Are you sure you want this?" Jack asked him, pressing his hips down just a little so there could be no mistaking exactly what he meant by "this."
Daniel nodded and licked his lips nervously.
"Yeah."
He thought the tension spread, tightening around Jack's eyes, but he wasn't sure. Then he was distracted as Jack caught the rucked-up hem of his shirt and pushed it all the way up, revealing the entire expanse of Daniel's belly and breasts. Daniel struggled to control his breathing, but was nearly panting with a strange mixture of surprise and excitement and a fear that was verging on panic. He was comfortable with this body now, but he certainly wasn't used to other people looking at him. Jack was taking him in with a lustful appreciation that was making Daniel's mouth water and his pussy throb. When Jack raised concerned eyes to his face, Daniel would have blushed, except he was face was already so warm he didn't think it was possible to flush any deeper.
"You're really sure?" Jack murmured. Daniel nodded his head frantically.
"'Cause, you know, you hear about heaving bosoms, but I think that's supposed to be an indication of passion, not an impending panic attack." His voice was a silken growl. A full-body shiver raced through Daniel, and Jack smiled a little. Daniel didn't know what to say.
"I can't believe you're about to tell me you haven't done this before," Jack continued, shifting his weight to lean more into the back of the sofa, freeing his other arm. He wrapped his palm gently around the curve of Daniel's waist. Daniel didn't gasp, but he did reflexively pull away from the expected ticklish feeling. But Jack's hand was warm and broad and steady. He moved his hand firmly over Daniel's body, the splayed fingers not assaulting, just a possessive grasp that moved up to encircle Daniel's breast.
Someone touching him like this was even more shocking that being watched. Daniel whimpered when Jack squeezed gently. He didn't realize that he'd shut his eyes, until he felt Jack's lips on his nipple. He squirmed but Jack persisted, licking and kissing the nipple, the mound of his breast, pressing the rough skin of his shadow beard into Daniel's breastbone, continuing to fondle the flesh in his hand as he moved his mouth to suck wetly at the opposite nipple.
Daniel finally couldn't take it anymore. He wound his fingers into Jack's hair and yanked, none too gently, dislodging him and pulling him up to kiss him. Kissing was the only thing that felt familiar in this, and even that was oddly not the same. Jack didn't kiss like a woman, and he wanted his way. Deprived of Daniel's breast to suck, he attacked his mouth, plunging deeply into him, his weight holding him so that all Daniel could do was squirm and wriggle, the effect of the size difference between them now. But Daniel didn't want to go anywhere, he just wanted to touch. Now, he could slip his hands under the shirt Jack wore, and feel the strength and definition of his back. Or reach down and slide his hands into Jack's khakis and palm and squeeze all the lush, hot ass he could reach. Jack's reaction to that was intense and immediate, his hips stuttering forward against Daniel's, and Daniel's response was the same. They groaned at the same time as Jack's still-clothed hard-on pressed in to Daniel's crotch.
"I don't think we should do this here," Jack ground out. He pushed himself off the couch and stood looking down at Daniel, sprawled below him. Daniel had to look away, he was so embarrassed by Jack's renewed inspection of his body.
"Come on, Danny. We move now, or I'll end up doing you right here on this couch, and that's not the way to do this. Not the first time."
He held out a hand.
"Alright," agreed Daniel shakily, taking the offered assistance and letting himself be pulled to his feet. Jack caught him by the waist and spun him around, giving him a gentle shove towards the hallway. Daniel felt shockingly self-conscious. Being half dressed seemed to him worse than being completely naked.
Daniel stepped into the dark bedroom and turned on the light. He started to turn to face Jack, then was caught by his own reflection in the dresser mirror. Disheveled hair, perky breasts with aroused, peaked nipples. Smooth skin of his long back and soft belly tapering down into the waist of his denim shorts. He looked like they should artistically sprinkle some straw into his hair and pose him in a hayloft somewhere for some stupid soft-porn centerfold. That was the person Jack was getting ready to fuck. And he had been walking Daniel ahead of him to get a good, long look.
The Jack in the mirror wasn't Jack as Daniel knew him, either. Predatory. Focused. Wanting. Seeing Daniel seeing himself. Daniel tried to turn to meet him, but was trapped by long arms that held him facing the mirror. Jack was nuzzling and kissing his neck. Holding him tightly. Foundling his breasts and growling against Daniel's skin.
"You look hot like this, Danny. It's a shame it has to come off." Then Jack's fingers were moving down over Daniel's belly, plucking open the button at his waistband and unzipping him. Daniel met his eyes in the mirror. They were both watching. Then the shorts were a puddle around his ankles, and Jack was panting just a little harder in his ear.
"You buy these on your shopping trip?" Jack asked. His fingers were running delicately over the white lace of Daniel's panties. Daniel had bought them for looks, not for comfort, and they had been bugging him ever since he put them on this morning. They rubbed a little and were itchy, but it was worth it for the effect now.
Daniel nodded.
"What do you think?" he managed to ask.
"I think," whispered Jack, right into the shell of his ear, which he was gently biting and lipping, his eyes on Daniel's crotch. Daniel was watching him in the mirror, and he thought he would remember the image of Jack curved all around him as one of the most amazing things he had ever seen. He forced his eyes open to watch, even as Jack's breath over his damp ear lobe made his whole body shudder and arch, straining against the restraint of Jack's arms.
"I think," Jack said again, "that they're perfect. And I also think that I was a bastard for making you think you had to try this hard. And I also hope that you only bought them for my enjoyment and aren't too attached to them." Then Jack took the front of Daniel's lingerie in his fist and twisted. They snapped off easily, as if they were designed for that. Jack let the bit of fabric fall to the floor and replaced it with his own hand, wrapped firmly around Daniel's pubis, fingers again where they had been earlier in the evening.
In the mirror, Daniel was completely naked in Jack's arms.
"This isn't fair, Jack," Daniel said, twisting around to face the man behind him. Jack looked down at him.
"You still have all your clothes on."
To Daniel's amusement, Jack looked surprised.
"Don't you know what you're getting? You've seen me naked a hundred times."
Daniel snorted and began pulling at the hem of Jack's t-shirt.
"Humor the pretty girl who wants get her hands on your bare skin," Daniel shocked himself, hearing the seductive purr in his voice. "Humor the poor virgin, about to take her first lover, who is more than a little nervous being naked all on her own."
Jack grinned suddenly.
"I'm all yours," he declared, raising his arms over his head.
Daniel looked up and grumbled, pushing the shirt up as best he could, plastering his naked body against Jack trying to tug the shirt as far as he could. He still needed Jack's help to get the thing off him. Daniel really hated being short. But then he had naked, furred chest in front of him, and he forgot his brief irritation.
He let his fingers play over Jack's torso. Jack was right. Daniel had seen him naked hundreds of times. Daniel even knew what Jack looked like when the warm water in the shower would make him nearly fully erect. Seeing Jack's body wasn't a revelation. But touching it was. Daniel had never really thought about touching Jack. Not his naked body. But now Daniel couldn't get enough, tracing with the tips of his fingers over contours, exploring soft, curled hair with long fingers, palms smoothing over flat abs and moving up to feel the breadth of Jack's chest.
Jack's patience for this didn't last long. He murmured and hissed through most of it. To Daniel's surprise, he was even a little ticklish. Finally, laughing, he caught Daniel by the wrists, then by the waist, lifted him and dumped him unceremoniously on the bed.
He was ripping off the rest of his clothes as fast as he could undo the belt and fastenings. He shoved pants and underwear to the floor, and then stopped.
He was looking again now, but Daniel could see that some thought had made it's way through the lust and Jack was thinking again.
"What?" Daniel asked, breathlessly. Daniel could hardly think about anything other than the long lean body above him. He didn’t understand how Jack could be stopping.
Jack ran a trembling hand through his hair.
"I want you," Jack finally said. His twitching erection supported that statement. Freed from it's fabric prison, the head was quickly becoming glossy with pre-cum. Daniel was both fascinated and frankly terrified by it. He reached out to touch it. Jack actually stepped back out of reach.
"Daniel, are you listening to me?"
"I can see you want me Jack. I'm right here."
"I'm not sure I can do this," Jack muttered.
That got Daniel's attention.
"You bastard!" he shouted, leaping from the bed. Jack looked startled. He took another step back, but that still put him within arm's reach. Daniel balled his hand into a fist to hit him, cocked his arm, but didn't follow through. He swore and pushed him instead, pleased that Jack stumbled back a little, catching himself on the door frame, eyes wide.
"You can't do this to me! You can't just strip me and maul me, then say you can't. What the hell is that?!"
He stood there, naked in the middle of Jack's bedroom, so turned on he could hardly see straight, absolutely trembling with anger.
Jack just stared at him. His deer in the headlights expression just pissed Daniel off. Giving in to anger and lust combined, Daniel leaped on him, flinging his arms around Jack's shoulders and wrapping his legs around his waist, pressing his hot, wet pussy against the warmth of Jack's abdomen. Jack caught him easily, large hands supporting his naked ass, shuffling his feet a bit to get his balance and carry Daniel's weight.
"You want me. I want you. Take me to bed and put us both out of our misery. And tomorrow, you can bring me French toast in bed and then we can do it all over again."
For good measure, he rolled his hips against Jack's belly. Let him feel the sticky dampness between their bodies.
Daniel saw the moment when Jack gave in. With capitulation came a brief flash of fury, then Jack was attacking Daniel's mouth, striding to the bed and falling onto it, knocking all the breath out of Daniel as he hit the mattress and took most of Jack's following weight.
Before Daniel could properly catch his breath, Jack was scrambling down the bed. He paused before lifting Daniel's legs behind the knees.
"You're wearing a patch?" he muttered, as he hooked Daniel's knees up over his shoulders. Daniel was fighting panic again, the vulnerable position reminding him of exactly where this was all heading.
"Yeah. Sam made me start birthcontrol before I went back in the field again." He licked at try lips and tried to breath evenly.
Jack's eyes flicked up to his face. "Good for Carter," he said. "I'll have to remember to thank her."
Then he bent forward and wrapped his tongue around Daniel's clit.
Daniel screamed and with his legs over Jack's back as leverage, arched completely off the bed. Jack's mouth just rode with him. It was hot, and wet, and unbelievably better than his own fingers. Orgasm shook Daniel in minutes, and he was too out of his head to even be embarrassed about it. Jack lifted up, licking his lips in smug satisfaction, and crawled forward again on Daniel's body, pressing Daniel's legs as he went, folding him completely in half as he bent forward to kiss his slack, panting mouth.
He didn't warn him or ask permission. Just kissed him as he positioned himself. The hot head of his hard on dragged over Daniel's upturned ass, and then the full hard length of him was pressing in to the wetness of Daniel's lips, then Jack shifted his hips again and Daniel could feel the head move into just the right position. Jack felt it too, if the shudder that ran though him was any indication. He wasn't kissing Daniel anymore, just breathing heavily into his mouth, all his concentration focused on entering Daniel's body.
Daniel hadn't really known what to expect, but this wasn't it. Folded in half, barely able to catch his breath, enveloped in Jack's body. Jack was entering him slowly, but he was relentless. Even when Daniel whined and squirmed under him, he kept pushing. Daniel couldn't figure out how Jack was going to fit. He felt stretched, and it stung, and it weirdly made him feel like he needed to pee. His fingers were clawing into Jack's back, and he wanted to ask Jack to stop, but he didn't want Jack to stop, and even more, he didn't want to ask Jack to stop and then find out Jack wouldn't. Instead he found himself whimpering and whispering Jack's name over and over, until Jack stopped pushing and started kissing him again.
Jack was in as deep as he could go, and Daniel was certain he could feel every pulse of blood into every inch of Jack's cock. He couldn't breathe. He wasn't ready for this. He wondered briefly if this was what the first time was like for every woman, before he lost his ability to focus on other things as Jack began to pull out again.
Jack pulled out just as slowly, and that sensation was surprisingly different from the feel of him pushing in. The long, slow withdrawal was a melting torture of pleasure. Daniel heard himself whining again, this time a long keening sound. Jack's answering growl made Daniel's hips buck, a rolling motion trapped between them that caught Jack off guard. Then Jack was pushing in again, and it was almost as uncomfortable as it had been the first time. Daniel's fingers tightened convulsively.
This time, when Jack touched bottom, he stopped and held himself up, shifting first one way, then the other, releasing Daniel's trapped legs.
"Wrap them around me, Danny," Jack encouraged him. It was natural and easy to lock his ankles around Jack's slim waist, his heels pressing into the small of Jack's back.
Jack looked at him now, brought up a hand to trace Daniel's hairline, let his fingers play through Daniel's sweaty hair.
"So now what do you think?" Jack asked, twitching his hips just the slightest bit forward, emphasizing the link between their bodies. "You ready to do this?"
Daniel was completely speechless. He couldn't answer him. The smell of him was driving him crazy. The weight on his hips, and the thing inside him had all of Daniel's attention. He could feel his body accommodating the penetration already, and he felt an urgent need for Jack to get on with this and move.
"Danny?" Jack whispered, grinning at him. "You still with me?"
"No! All I can think about at the moment is the fact that you are about to drill me though the mattress. Could we get started with that, please?"
Jack laughed. Possibly the first real laugh of the night. The vibrations of his movement passed right into Daniel, who groaned and tightened his legs around Jack, trying to get him to do something.
Then he did.
"I'm too old for you," Jack said, as he pulled out again, making Daniel's whole body tremble. "But you'll appreciate the endurance it gives me."
Daniel would have had some sort of cutting comeback to that, if Jack hadn't already been pressing forward again.
They soon had established a rhythm, and it was incredibly good. If Jack hadn't already brought Daniel off before they started, Daniel wondered how long he would have lasted while they did this. But now, what Jack was doing wasn't quite enough to send him over. He knew it, and squirmed to insinuate a hand between them. Jack paused and shifted to give him space. He settled in between Daniel's legs again and looked down at him, breathing heavily through his nose.
"You need to do this on all fours?" Jack asked him. "It'll make that easier."
"No!" Daniel said firmly, surprised at how much he wanted to be able to see Jack while they were doing this. He caught the back of Jack's head with his free hand and reeled him in for a wet sloppy kiss, all either of them could manage at the moment.
"OK," Jack finally murmured in agreement against Daniel's mouth.
Daniel was so close. He had been for what seemed like hours.
And the strangeness of it only seemed to make it better.
His hips splayed wide and his legs wrapped around Jack's waist.
The weight of the warm, damp, heaving body slamming down into him more and more furiously. Daniel had one hand braced against the headboard. He worked himself with the other, moisture from their coupling providing just enough lubricant to make it good. Jack was panting hot against his ear, sweating on him, grunting and growling, and making minute adjustments to angle and thrust – all the things Daniel remembered doing, back when he took women to bed. He flushed a little, thinking of Shau're, flat on her back and damp with his sweat, then suddenly Jack gave a long low groan.
Nonononononono! Daniel thought. Daniel wasn't done yet. He wasn't there. He wanted to cry with frustration.
But instead, he tightened the squeeze of his thighs around Jack's body.
"Don't you dare move!" he gasped, as Jack slumped down on top of him.
"I think I can manage that," Jack panted, shifting to take his own weight back on his arms, but Daniel locked his free arm around Jack's neck.
"I said don't!" Daniel protested. The full body press against Daniel's shifting fingers was perfect, and he felt the rush of orgasm hit him, everywhere at once, the sudden shocking convulsing of his body stilled and intensified by Jack's near dead weight. And at the center of it, he was focused on Jack's cock, twitching inside him, Jack's cum on Daniel's fingers, Jack piercing him, pinning him nailing him owning him.
His back arched hard up into the body above him and he screamed.
He woke up snuggled into the warmth of Jack's comforter.
What had woken him was a gentle brush of fingers though his hair. He lay very still for awhile, just letting himself enjoy the feeling of being petted. After a whle, he began to think it was odd that Jack was touching him that intimately, but clearly wasn't in the bed anymore. Daniel finally opened his eyes, and caught Jack looking down at him. Jack immediately withdrew his hand, as if he had been caught doing something he shouldn't. To Daniel's annoyance, he was completely dressed.
Jack cleared his throat.
"Take whatever you need from the closet and the dresser," he said, his voice sounding tight and hoarse. "I'm making coffee. When you're ready, we'll call the doc."
Daniel was becoming more annoyed by the word. Here he was, waking up hard as he always did, ready for another round, and Jack was telling him to get up and get dressed?
As Jack began to stand, Daniel reached out from under the covers and caught his arm.
"Stay?" he asked.
Then he heard his own voice, and realized that he didn't get hard in the morning anymore. He looked at the muscled, lightly furred forearm and large strong hand wrapped around Jack's wrist.
He realized what had happened just as he raised his eyes to meet Jack's.
"No," said Jack, sounding sad, though he wore a sweet smile that somehow didn't fit with the sound of his voice or the look in his eyes. "I'm gonna give you a little space. Just come out when you're ready."
This time, as Jack made to stand, Daniel let him go.
Adjustments, Part A2
WIP. If you're interested, all my stories, in order, from one page. Also, my fiction recommendations.
Note: I think we're about two chapters from done. However, I have to make some decisions about how I want this to end, and I think I won't post any more 'til I have the rest of this roughed out. There will be a brief delay. Look for Adjustments again in a couple of weeks.
Votes for happy v. neutral v. heartbreak ending are welcome. :)
Further Note: We will be having 4-5 different endings: Happy, sad!Daniel, sad!Jack, neutral, and Daniel stays a girl. Links will direct you to the ending of your choice. However, as there is currently only one ending in process, I will not spoil it by telling you which one it is! :p
Author:
muck_a_luck, posting in brainofckPairing: Daniel Jackson/Jack O'Neill
Rating: NC-17
Summary: This story is a close cousin of Metamorphosis, except in this story, Daniel really has changed into a woman.
Content/warnings: Het content.
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.
muck_a_luck and brainofckThe Matrix: She. The Matrix is located here.
For my loyal
rugbytacklers, I have done a Stargate crash course located here.Adjustments, Part 1
Adjustments, Part 2
Adjustments, Part 3
Adjustments, Part 4
Adjustments, Part 5
Adjustments, Part 6
Adjustments, Part 7
Jack broke away from him and stared down. His face was tear-streaked and flushed, but his eyes were clear and serious and thoughtful. Just a trace of anger still left in the tightness around his mouth. Daniel reached up and brushed at the tear dampness with his thumbs.
"Are you sure you want this?" Jack asked him, pressing his hips down just a little so there could be no mistaking exactly what he meant by "this."
Daniel nodded and licked his lips nervously.
"Yeah."
He thought the tension spread, tightening around Jack's eyes, but he wasn't sure. Then he was distracted as Jack caught the rucked-up hem of his shirt and pushed it all the way up, revealing the entire expanse of Daniel's belly and breasts. Daniel struggled to control his breathing, but was nearly panting with a strange mixture of surprise and excitement and a fear that was verging on panic. He was comfortable with this body now, but he certainly wasn't used to other people looking at him. Jack was taking him in with a lustful appreciation that was making Daniel's mouth water and his pussy throb. When Jack raised concerned eyes to his face, Daniel would have blushed, except he was face was already so warm he didn't think it was possible to flush any deeper.
"You're really sure?" Jack murmured. Daniel nodded his head frantically.
"'Cause, you know, you hear about heaving bosoms, but I think that's supposed to be an indication of passion, not an impending panic attack." His voice was a silken growl. A full-body shiver raced through Daniel, and Jack smiled a little. Daniel didn't know what to say.
"I can't believe you're about to tell me you haven't done this before," Jack continued, shifting his weight to lean more into the back of the sofa, freeing his other arm. He wrapped his palm gently around the curve of Daniel's waist. Daniel didn't gasp, but he did reflexively pull away from the expected ticklish feeling. But Jack's hand was warm and broad and steady. He moved his hand firmly over Daniel's body, the splayed fingers not assaulting, just a possessive grasp that moved up to encircle Daniel's breast.
Someone touching him like this was even more shocking that being watched. Daniel whimpered when Jack squeezed gently. He didn't realize that he'd shut his eyes, until he felt Jack's lips on his nipple. He squirmed but Jack persisted, licking and kissing the nipple, the mound of his breast, pressing the rough skin of his shadow beard into Daniel's breastbone, continuing to fondle the flesh in his hand as he moved his mouth to suck wetly at the opposite nipple.
Daniel finally couldn't take it anymore. He wound his fingers into Jack's hair and yanked, none too gently, dislodging him and pulling him up to kiss him. Kissing was the only thing that felt familiar in this, and even that was oddly not the same. Jack didn't kiss like a woman, and he wanted his way. Deprived of Daniel's breast to suck, he attacked his mouth, plunging deeply into him, his weight holding him so that all Daniel could do was squirm and wriggle, the effect of the size difference between them now. But Daniel didn't want to go anywhere, he just wanted to touch. Now, he could slip his hands under the shirt Jack wore, and feel the strength and definition of his back. Or reach down and slide his hands into Jack's khakis and palm and squeeze all the lush, hot ass he could reach. Jack's reaction to that was intense and immediate, his hips stuttering forward against Daniel's, and Daniel's response was the same. They groaned at the same time as Jack's still-clothed hard-on pressed in to Daniel's crotch.
"I don't think we should do this here," Jack ground out. He pushed himself off the couch and stood looking down at Daniel, sprawled below him. Daniel had to look away, he was so embarrassed by Jack's renewed inspection of his body.
"Come on, Danny. We move now, or I'll end up doing you right here on this couch, and that's not the way to do this. Not the first time."
He held out a hand.
"Alright," agreed Daniel shakily, taking the offered assistance and letting himself be pulled to his feet. Jack caught him by the waist and spun him around, giving him a gentle shove towards the hallway. Daniel felt shockingly self-conscious. Being half dressed seemed to him worse than being completely naked.
Daniel stepped into the dark bedroom and turned on the light. He started to turn to face Jack, then was caught by his own reflection in the dresser mirror. Disheveled hair, perky breasts with aroused, peaked nipples. Smooth skin of his long back and soft belly tapering down into the waist of his denim shorts. He looked like they should artistically sprinkle some straw into his hair and pose him in a hayloft somewhere for some stupid soft-porn centerfold. That was the person Jack was getting ready to fuck. And he had been walking Daniel ahead of him to get a good, long look.
The Jack in the mirror wasn't Jack as Daniel knew him, either. Predatory. Focused. Wanting. Seeing Daniel seeing himself. Daniel tried to turn to meet him, but was trapped by long arms that held him facing the mirror. Jack was nuzzling and kissing his neck. Holding him tightly. Foundling his breasts and growling against Daniel's skin.
"You look hot like this, Danny. It's a shame it has to come off." Then Jack's fingers were moving down over Daniel's belly, plucking open the button at his waistband and unzipping him. Daniel met his eyes in the mirror. They were both watching. Then the shorts were a puddle around his ankles, and Jack was panting just a little harder in his ear.
"You buy these on your shopping trip?" Jack asked. His fingers were running delicately over the white lace of Daniel's panties. Daniel had bought them for looks, not for comfort, and they had been bugging him ever since he put them on this morning. They rubbed a little and were itchy, but it was worth it for the effect now.
Daniel nodded.
"What do you think?" he managed to ask.
"I think," whispered Jack, right into the shell of his ear, which he was gently biting and lipping, his eyes on Daniel's crotch. Daniel was watching him in the mirror, and he thought he would remember the image of Jack curved all around him as one of the most amazing things he had ever seen. He forced his eyes open to watch, even as Jack's breath over his damp ear lobe made his whole body shudder and arch, straining against the restraint of Jack's arms.
"I think," Jack said again, "that they're perfect. And I also think that I was a bastard for making you think you had to try this hard. And I also hope that you only bought them for my enjoyment and aren't too attached to them." Then Jack took the front of Daniel's lingerie in his fist and twisted. They snapped off easily, as if they were designed for that. Jack let the bit of fabric fall to the floor and replaced it with his own hand, wrapped firmly around Daniel's pubis, fingers again where they had been earlier in the evening.
In the mirror, Daniel was completely naked in Jack's arms.
"This isn't fair, Jack," Daniel said, twisting around to face the man behind him. Jack looked down at him.
"You still have all your clothes on."
To Daniel's amusement, Jack looked surprised.
"Don't you know what you're getting? You've seen me naked a hundred times."
Daniel snorted and began pulling at the hem of Jack's t-shirt.
"Humor the pretty girl who wants get her hands on your bare skin," Daniel shocked himself, hearing the seductive purr in his voice. "Humor the poor virgin, about to take her first lover, who is more than a little nervous being naked all on her own."
Jack grinned suddenly.
"I'm all yours," he declared, raising his arms over his head.
Daniel looked up and grumbled, pushing the shirt up as best he could, plastering his naked body against Jack trying to tug the shirt as far as he could. He still needed Jack's help to get the thing off him. Daniel really hated being short. But then he had naked, furred chest in front of him, and he forgot his brief irritation.
He let his fingers play over Jack's torso. Jack was right. Daniel had seen him naked hundreds of times. Daniel even knew what Jack looked like when the warm water in the shower would make him nearly fully erect. Seeing Jack's body wasn't a revelation. But touching it was. Daniel had never really thought about touching Jack. Not his naked body. But now Daniel couldn't get enough, tracing with the tips of his fingers over contours, exploring soft, curled hair with long fingers, palms smoothing over flat abs and moving up to feel the breadth of Jack's chest.
Jack's patience for this didn't last long. He murmured and hissed through most of it. To Daniel's surprise, he was even a little ticklish. Finally, laughing, he caught Daniel by the wrists, then by the waist, lifted him and dumped him unceremoniously on the bed.
He was ripping off the rest of his clothes as fast as he could undo the belt and fastenings. He shoved pants and underwear to the floor, and then stopped.
He was looking again now, but Daniel could see that some thought had made it's way through the lust and Jack was thinking again.
"What?" Daniel asked, breathlessly. Daniel could hardly think about anything other than the long lean body above him. He didn’t understand how Jack could be stopping.
Jack ran a trembling hand through his hair.
"I want you," Jack finally said. His twitching erection supported that statement. Freed from it's fabric prison, the head was quickly becoming glossy with pre-cum. Daniel was both fascinated and frankly terrified by it. He reached out to touch it. Jack actually stepped back out of reach.
"Daniel, are you listening to me?"
"I can see you want me Jack. I'm right here."
"I'm not sure I can do this," Jack muttered.
That got Daniel's attention.
"You bastard!" he shouted, leaping from the bed. Jack looked startled. He took another step back, but that still put him within arm's reach. Daniel balled his hand into a fist to hit him, cocked his arm, but didn't follow through. He swore and pushed him instead, pleased that Jack stumbled back a little, catching himself on the door frame, eyes wide.
"You can't do this to me! You can't just strip me and maul me, then say you can't. What the hell is that?!"
He stood there, naked in the middle of Jack's bedroom, so turned on he could hardly see straight, absolutely trembling with anger.
Jack just stared at him. His deer in the headlights expression just pissed Daniel off. Giving in to anger and lust combined, Daniel leaped on him, flinging his arms around Jack's shoulders and wrapping his legs around his waist, pressing his hot, wet pussy against the warmth of Jack's abdomen. Jack caught him easily, large hands supporting his naked ass, shuffling his feet a bit to get his balance and carry Daniel's weight.
"You want me. I want you. Take me to bed and put us both out of our misery. And tomorrow, you can bring me French toast in bed and then we can do it all over again."
For good measure, he rolled his hips against Jack's belly. Let him feel the sticky dampness between their bodies.
Daniel saw the moment when Jack gave in. With capitulation came a brief flash of fury, then Jack was attacking Daniel's mouth, striding to the bed and falling onto it, knocking all the breath out of Daniel as he hit the mattress and took most of Jack's following weight.
Before Daniel could properly catch his breath, Jack was scrambling down the bed. He paused before lifting Daniel's legs behind the knees.
"You're wearing a patch?" he muttered, as he hooked Daniel's knees up over his shoulders. Daniel was fighting panic again, the vulnerable position reminding him of exactly where this was all heading.
"Yeah. Sam made me start birthcontrol before I went back in the field again." He licked at try lips and tried to breath evenly.
Jack's eyes flicked up to his face. "Good for Carter," he said. "I'll have to remember to thank her."
Then he bent forward and wrapped his tongue around Daniel's clit.
Daniel screamed and with his legs over Jack's back as leverage, arched completely off the bed. Jack's mouth just rode with him. It was hot, and wet, and unbelievably better than his own fingers. Orgasm shook Daniel in minutes, and he was too out of his head to even be embarrassed about it. Jack lifted up, licking his lips in smug satisfaction, and crawled forward again on Daniel's body, pressing Daniel's legs as he went, folding him completely in half as he bent forward to kiss his slack, panting mouth.
He didn't warn him or ask permission. Just kissed him as he positioned himself. The hot head of his hard on dragged over Daniel's upturned ass, and then the full hard length of him was pressing in to the wetness of Daniel's lips, then Jack shifted his hips again and Daniel could feel the head move into just the right position. Jack felt it too, if the shudder that ran though him was any indication. He wasn't kissing Daniel anymore, just breathing heavily into his mouth, all his concentration focused on entering Daniel's body.
Daniel hadn't really known what to expect, but this wasn't it. Folded in half, barely able to catch his breath, enveloped in Jack's body. Jack was entering him slowly, but he was relentless. Even when Daniel whined and squirmed under him, he kept pushing. Daniel couldn't figure out how Jack was going to fit. He felt stretched, and it stung, and it weirdly made him feel like he needed to pee. His fingers were clawing into Jack's back, and he wanted to ask Jack to stop, but he didn't want Jack to stop, and even more, he didn't want to ask Jack to stop and then find out Jack wouldn't. Instead he found himself whimpering and whispering Jack's name over and over, until Jack stopped pushing and started kissing him again.
Jack was in as deep as he could go, and Daniel was certain he could feel every pulse of blood into every inch of Jack's cock. He couldn't breathe. He wasn't ready for this. He wondered briefly if this was what the first time was like for every woman, before he lost his ability to focus on other things as Jack began to pull out again.
Jack pulled out just as slowly, and that sensation was surprisingly different from the feel of him pushing in. The long, slow withdrawal was a melting torture of pleasure. Daniel heard himself whining again, this time a long keening sound. Jack's answering growl made Daniel's hips buck, a rolling motion trapped between them that caught Jack off guard. Then Jack was pushing in again, and it was almost as uncomfortable as it had been the first time. Daniel's fingers tightened convulsively.
This time, when Jack touched bottom, he stopped and held himself up, shifting first one way, then the other, releasing Daniel's trapped legs.
"Wrap them around me, Danny," Jack encouraged him. It was natural and easy to lock his ankles around Jack's slim waist, his heels pressing into the small of Jack's back.
Jack looked at him now, brought up a hand to trace Daniel's hairline, let his fingers play through Daniel's sweaty hair.
"So now what do you think?" Jack asked, twitching his hips just the slightest bit forward, emphasizing the link between their bodies. "You ready to do this?"
Daniel was completely speechless. He couldn't answer him. The smell of him was driving him crazy. The weight on his hips, and the thing inside him had all of Daniel's attention. He could feel his body accommodating the penetration already, and he felt an urgent need for Jack to get on with this and move.
"Danny?" Jack whispered, grinning at him. "You still with me?"
"No! All I can think about at the moment is the fact that you are about to drill me though the mattress. Could we get started with that, please?"
Jack laughed. Possibly the first real laugh of the night. The vibrations of his movement passed right into Daniel, who groaned and tightened his legs around Jack, trying to get him to do something.
Then he did.
"I'm too old for you," Jack said, as he pulled out again, making Daniel's whole body tremble. "But you'll appreciate the endurance it gives me."
Daniel would have had some sort of cutting comeback to that, if Jack hadn't already been pressing forward again.
They soon had established a rhythm, and it was incredibly good. If Jack hadn't already brought Daniel off before they started, Daniel wondered how long he would have lasted while they did this. But now, what Jack was doing wasn't quite enough to send him over. He knew it, and squirmed to insinuate a hand between them. Jack paused and shifted to give him space. He settled in between Daniel's legs again and looked down at him, breathing heavily through his nose.
"You need to do this on all fours?" Jack asked him. "It'll make that easier."
"No!" Daniel said firmly, surprised at how much he wanted to be able to see Jack while they were doing this. He caught the back of Jack's head with his free hand and reeled him in for a wet sloppy kiss, all either of them could manage at the moment.
"OK," Jack finally murmured in agreement against Daniel's mouth.
Daniel was so close. He had been for what seemed like hours.
And the strangeness of it only seemed to make it better.
His hips splayed wide and his legs wrapped around Jack's waist.
The weight of the warm, damp, heaving body slamming down into him more and more furiously. Daniel had one hand braced against the headboard. He worked himself with the other, moisture from their coupling providing just enough lubricant to make it good. Jack was panting hot against his ear, sweating on him, grunting and growling, and making minute adjustments to angle and thrust – all the things Daniel remembered doing, back when he took women to bed. He flushed a little, thinking of Shau're, flat on her back and damp with his sweat, then suddenly Jack gave a long low groan.
Nonononononono! Daniel thought. Daniel wasn't done yet. He wasn't there. He wanted to cry with frustration.
But instead, he tightened the squeeze of his thighs around Jack's body.
"Don't you dare move!" he gasped, as Jack slumped down on top of him.
"I think I can manage that," Jack panted, shifting to take his own weight back on his arms, but Daniel locked his free arm around Jack's neck.
"I said don't!" Daniel protested. The full body press against Daniel's shifting fingers was perfect, and he felt the rush of orgasm hit him, everywhere at once, the sudden shocking convulsing of his body stilled and intensified by Jack's near dead weight. And at the center of it, he was focused on Jack's cock, twitching inside him, Jack's cum on Daniel's fingers, Jack piercing him, pinning him nailing him owning him.
His back arched hard up into the body above him and he screamed.
He woke up snuggled into the warmth of Jack's comforter.
What had woken him was a gentle brush of fingers though his hair. He lay very still for awhile, just letting himself enjoy the feeling of being petted. After a whle, he began to think it was odd that Jack was touching him that intimately, but clearly wasn't in the bed anymore. Daniel finally opened his eyes, and caught Jack looking down at him. Jack immediately withdrew his hand, as if he had been caught doing something he shouldn't. To Daniel's annoyance, he was completely dressed.
Jack cleared his throat.
"Take whatever you need from the closet and the dresser," he said, his voice sounding tight and hoarse. "I'm making coffee. When you're ready, we'll call the doc."
Daniel was becoming more annoyed by the word. Here he was, waking up hard as he always did, ready for another round, and Jack was telling him to get up and get dressed?
As Jack began to stand, Daniel reached out from under the covers and caught his arm.
"Stay?" he asked.
Then he heard his own voice, and realized that he didn't get hard in the morning anymore. He looked at the muscled, lightly furred forearm and large strong hand wrapped around Jack's wrist.
He realized what had happened just as he raised his eyes to meet Jack's.
"No," said Jack, sounding sad, though he wore a sweet smile that somehow didn't fit with the sound of his voice or the look in his eyes. "I'm gonna give you a little space. Just come out when you're ready."
This time, as Jack made to stand, Daniel let him go.
Adjustments, Part A2
WIP. If you're interested, all my stories, in order, from one page. Also, my fiction recommendations.
Note: I think we're about two chapters from done. However, I have to make some decisions about how I want this to end, and I think I won't post any more 'til I have the rest of this roughed out. There will be a brief delay. Look for Adjustments again in a couple of weeks.
Votes for happy v. neutral v. heartbreak ending are welcome. :)
Further Note: We will be having 4-5 different endings: Happy, sad!Daniel, sad!Jack, neutral, and Daniel stays a girl. Links will direct you to the ending of your choice. However, as there is currently only one ending in process, I will not spoil it by telling you which one it is! :p
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Date: 2006-03-26 02:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-26 08:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-26 02:44 pm (UTC)i love all your writing, i'm just really bad at doing feedback which is why i haven't commented before (shame on me). looking forward to the next part(s).
d.
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Date: 2006-03-26 08:27 pm (UTC)I used to be much better about commenting, and have become terribly lazy myself. I figure, for every person who comments, there must be TEN people how don't. See! I turn non-commenting into an ego massage! :p
I'm with you on the Jack analysis. I was all set for some kind of happy ending, then I started thinking about Jack and I've set Jack up as straighter than straight. Why whould that change just because Daniel was once a girl? That sounds like the makings of a big train wreck.
Unless I am also loyal to my set up for Daniel, who is also supposed to be straight in this.
*ponders*
Adjustments
Date: 2006-03-26 03:01 pm (UTC)Re: Adjustments
Date: 2006-03-26 08:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-26 03:20 pm (UTC)*wibble* *flail* *cry*
So, so hot, and then... *heart ripped out* Wah! (And how horrible is it that I'm sad Daniel got his "real" body back?)
You know my vote. :-)
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Date: 2006-03-26 08:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-26 09:44 pm (UTC)I think
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Date: 2006-03-26 03:34 pm (UTC)I couldn't decide if I wanted Daniel to get his male body back or not, but now I'm glad, because this takes the story in yet another direction. :-)
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Date: 2006-03-26 08:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-26 04:02 pm (UTC)*huge pout*
*sniffles*
*big wide pleading eyes*
You can do it...its ok to keep Daniel a girl. He's had what, almost a year to get used to the idea? It's ok, honest!
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Date: 2006-03-26 08:21 pm (UTC)What if I promise to be really, really mean to Daniel now that he's switched back?
Does that help at all?
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Date: 2006-03-27 01:26 am (UTC)I dunno
*pout*
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Date: 2006-03-27 04:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-26 05:17 pm (UTC)Also I vote for happy, but put 'em through the wringer first!
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Date: 2006-03-26 08:34 pm (UTC)Your wish is my command! :)
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Date: 2006-03-26 06:35 pm (UTC)Excellent. Most excellent.
I'm voting for more sex, btw, now that everything is physically as it's supposed to be :)=
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Date: 2006-03-26 08:35 pm (UTC)Pleased you got caught up enough to be taken by surprise in the end! :)
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Date: 2006-03-26 07:16 pm (UTC)Happy, please. I've been reading too many angsty fics which are either not happy or are happy for one of the boys and an alternate version of the other. Well-written stories, yes, but I'm almost being driven to the sappy drivel that reads like teeny-ship on slash-flavored crack, for goodness sakes! Save from that awful fate. Please?
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Date: 2006-03-26 08:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-26 07:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-26 08:38 pm (UTC)Yes, Daniel's a guy again! I feel like half my readers think I'm totally predictable and the rest of you think I'm brilliant and complex...
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Date: 2006-03-26 10:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-27 12:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-27 04:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-27 08:43 pm (UTC)they are so angsty ;O;! and and EE *flails*
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Date: 2006-04-14 01:06 am (UTC)And oooh.
Happy ending?
Maybe a compromise?
Yes! Compromise ending. Not happy but not tragic.
YAY. Love this fic muchly.
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Date: 2006-04-26 02:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-26 02:22 pm (UTC)More is on the way. Probably by this weekend. Hopefully. :D
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Date: 2006-05-01 04:19 pm (UTC)I wanted to wait till I finished this last chapter before commenting. This series is as brilliant as your old WIP, Possession. I haven't read too many Genderbender stories, but this is definitely the best. Just the right mix of banter and smut and angst and longing. Jack was an asshole through most of it, though I understand where he's coming from, not being able to adjust. I love how you keep Dani as Daniel. He's still the same snarky, bitchy, pissy, sweet, caring guy yet trapped in a foreign female body and the entire team STILL wants to protect him. He doesn't all of a sudden go girly, he has to be eased into it by Janet, Sam, and eventually Teal'c. And that's what makes it so great. Daniel hasn't lost his Danielness becoming Dani, and I love his experience with it. Kinda what every woman goes thru when they hit puberty. Heh. Oh and I love that you kept calling Daniel a he and using male pronouns, because it just underscored the very maleness of it. I love his thoughts and his musings and when he finally gets what he wants, he's the one to get Jack to give in. I love that. Really speaks to his true character. Your characterizations of em all are spot on.
I just have ONE tiny nitpick. I realize this is AU, but hun, Kowalsky is dead. He died way before Daniel EVER cuz his hair so it's really stretching the truth to bring him back for this. Heh. I know, I know, this whole AU is stretching the truth, and I'm nitpicking about Kowalsky. I'm a strange one. Heh. Guess he never died in your universe eh?
I cannot wait for you to finish it. I did not see this coming but I must say I suspected that when Jack and Daniel finally did get together, all hell would break loose. Maybe that was that person's intent all along. Finally give them the push they needed by making him a her? Heh.
Oh and I gotta say on that one chapter, IT TOOK HIM THREE MONTHS TO APOLOGIZE?!! WTF? Damn Jack, hold a grudge why don't you?
Cannot wait for more. Write it soon please. I'm dying here! *smooch*
BTW, when's the baby due? *hugs*
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Date: 2006-05-01 04:26 pm (UTC)Have to wonder now how well Daniel's gonna READJUST to being a man after he FINALLY decided it was sorta ok being a woman. Heh.
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Date: 2006-05-01 04:32 pm (UTC)But didn't they bring a Kowalsky back from the other mirror universe? He could stay because he was dead on our side? I swear, there is a Kowalski!
*scampers off to GateWorld to check*
My thought is that Jack is even more traumatized by this whole sex change thing than Daniel is. Daniel only has to justify himself to himself, after all. Jack feels like he owes something to *real* Daniel, and how does he reconcile that? But no, he's definitly not winning any prizes, is he, for his coping skills.
There is 21 pages of "more" hiding in a private post. :) Like I said this morning, it's the sex scene that won't end! But hopefully I can get it finished up tonight, then proof and post it in the morning. Cross your fingers. It's actually possible.
Baby's due on May 18. My first baby was late. But this is my second, so I'm feeling very much an any-day-now kind of feeling.
I'm so pleased you liked this one. It's been a surprise to me, but a lot of fun. :) You realize we're lined up for five different endings? Right now I'm focused on writing the "happy" ending. With angst. :D
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Date: 2006-06-04 10:00 am (UTC)I saw the more. Now I need more more. Heh.
I reckon I agree with you about Jack being more traumatized with it. Heh. And no he's definitely not.
Oh and congrats again on the baby.
*hugs* ooh five different endings? I'm looking forwards to the conclusion of the A ending. *poke poke*
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Date: 2006-06-12 03:37 pm (UTC)