PROVOCATION BY PHOENIX
Daniel involved in a loving and committed relationship, which usually involves
Relationship. Angst. PWP. Alternate Universe.
||Some pre-PoH adventures
of the Doppelganger Jack and Daniel
lead to heat...
God's sake, Jack, I don't care what you think you saw -
it didn't mean anything! Dammit, this is so
now I'm seeing things as well as stupid!"
not what I said…ah - screw it! I've had
enough of this. I'm going to make some coffee. Why
don't you go out and chase cars or something? Come back
when you've calmed down."
why don't you -- come back here! Don't you DARE walk
away from me you, son of a bitch!"
expelled a harsh, irritable sigh as he deliberately tossed
his jacket at the corner by the door, knowing doing so
would only add fuel to the already blazing inferno but
not caring. He stalked deeper into the house, leaving
a blatant trail of discarded books, papers, and unnecessary
clothing layers in his wake. By the time he'd reached
the kitchen and the coffee maker he was gratified to hear
his admittedly petty, but deeply satisfying attempt to
get back at Jack had been entirely successful.
crying out loud, Danny, how many times have I told you about
maybe baiting Jack was childish and so was enjoying getting
his goat, but the bastard had started it!
came charging into the kitchen, the offending jacket tightly
clutched in his hand. Daniel pointedly ignored him,
calmly going about his business while Jack stood bristling
in the middle of the room, shaking the garment threateningly
at him, steam shooting out of his ears.
don't scare me Jack, I've been kicked around by the big
don't think I don't see what you're trying to do here!"
Jack shouted at him, still brandishing the jacket as if
it was to blame for everything. "You're trying to change
thought I'd already made it clear, I don't want to talk about
this any more," Daniel returned, trying to keep his
tone mild even though by now he wanted to turn around and
cram the stupid jacket down Jack's throat.
to shut him up!
that's just too damned bad, 'cause I do!"
emitted a low, dangerous snarl, stepping quickly forward,
roughly grabbing Daniel's shoulder and spinning him around
so they were face to face, The unexpected force of the
movement causing Daniel to lose his grip on the mug he
was holding. It slipped from his fingers and fell to the
floor, promptly shattering like a fragmenting shell on
impact, shooting tiny bits of itself halfway across the
look what you made me do!" Daniel yelled at him.
unexpectedly explosive sound of the mug shattering popped
the bubble of Jack's rage; he immediately let go of Daniel's
shoulder and stood there, staring dumbly at the remains
while Daniel shouldered him roughly aside and stomped away
to get the broom and dustpan.
continued to stand there, saying nothing as Daniel returned
with them and started to silently sweep up the scattered
pieces of broken glass.
that was your favourite mug, wasn't it?" Jack
finally muttered in a low, slightly abashed voice.
heard the white flag faintly fluttering in Jack's tone
but continued sweeping, still not looking at him. He wasn't
quite ready to yet.
worry about it," he mumbled to the floor. "No
big deal. Not like it's the end of the world or
anything. I can get another one."
sweep, sweep. For many long minutes a heavy silence
reigned supreme, its dominance barely challenged by the soft
sounds of the broom's bristles moving rhythmically across
get another coffee mug," Daniel ventured, at last looking
at the other man in the room. "But there are some
things which can never be replaced, if they get too broken
to fix. I don't want that to happen, Jack."
met his gaze, his dark eyes tragic with realization, looking
for all the world as if he'd just been punched in the solar
plexus. Hard. "Jesus, Danny, neither do I!" His
voice was so rough it was almost unintelligible.
"Is that - is that what you thought? Aw…crap!"
felt himself being grabbed again, this time swept violently
into a bone-crushing hug. Broom and just-filled dustpan
dashed from his grasp, clattering unheeded to the floor.
Daniel spent one frantic second wondering if he was about
to join them on the linoleum as his legs were threatening
to give way before the overwhelming shock of the emotional
tidal wave inundating him along with Jack's embrace.
was he thinking? Wasn't going to happen. Even if he
couldn't stand up, Jack had him. No way Jack would ever
let him fall.
pressed up against him, squeezing him tightly. Jack's
frantic kisses heated the skin of his neck while fragments
of fervent, gasped apologies and explanations swirled around
them. Daniel closed his eyes; he fought to find his footing
as he tightly gripped the warm, firm body his own arms
now hungrily encircled. With his hands splaying possessively
across the beloved back beneath them Daniel thrust abruptly
forward, making Jack give way before him. Advancing upon
him, melding into him, pushing demandingly until they were
both stopped by the barrier of the kitchen wall at about
the same time Jack's mouth finally found his.
attacking, devouring, shattering all rational thought, filling
him with the single driving need to thrust his tongue as
eagerly and deeply into Jack's savagely seeking mouth.
Suddenly everything whirled, shifted; Daniel's back was
the one pressed against the wall, he was the one being
roughly thumped into it again and again and again as Jack's
pelvis ground violently, repeatedly, wonderfully into his.
groaned mindlessly into his mouth, his hands roaming frustrated
over Daniel's chest, fumbling blindly, fighting vainly
to unfasten buttons with fingers made impossibly clumsy
by feverish desire. Daniel pushed forcefully against
him once more, making Jack take a stumbling step back,
his hands on Jack's shirt contending with his lover's erratic
efforts to de-clothe him.
was marginally more functional, Daniel finally succeeded
in yanking Jack's T-shirt over his head. The garment coming
up and away in a brief, disorienting tangle of head, arms,
and confining cloth momentarily throwing Jack off balance.
Daniel tossed the shirt aside, already seizing the brief
advantage before Jack had a chance to recover. Daniel
gripped Jack firmly by the shoulders and shoved him roughly
back against the wall, pinning him there as he dipped his
head and quickly gripped an already aroused and erect nipple
between his teeth. Jack hissed with surprise, the sound
swiftly turning into a deep, rumbling groan of crazed arousal
vibrating through Daniel, inciting him to savagely worry
the excited flesh he was mouthing, biting and licking while
Jack shuddered and clamped his hands in his hair.
released the pressure on Jack's shoulders, tracing a teasing
path with his tongue as he slid his hands down Jack's heaving
chest. They reached the waistband of his pants, moving
around to the front. Suddenly the hands clenched in his
hair opened, gripping his head, cupping it forcefully,
pulling it up, guiding his mouth toward the one seeking
his once more. Brutal, biting, bruising, Jack's mouth
plundered rapaciously, stealing his breath and reason while
the hands holding his head moved to clutch Daniel's arms.
moved so swiftly, the attack was so skilful, in the next,
dizzying instant Daniel found himself lying on the floor,
Jack straddling his thighs while pulling impatiently at
the buttons on his shirt.
struggled frantically against the restraint, bucking up
against the man squatting on his legs, and pinning him
to the floor. The abused fabric of his shirt finally yielded
to the determined assault; the noisy, organic sound of
rending material mingling with Jack's low, evil grunt of
satisfaction. He yanked the sundered remnants halfway
down Daniel's arms but didn't entirely remove them. While
what was left of the shirt no longer proved to be an impediment
to his further intentions it definitely restricted Daniel's
efforts to resist them.
moaned with annoyed pleasure, arching his back up into
the hands moving freely over his chest, possessing the
naked expanse beneath them as they willed. Skilled hands
so often employed in much more terrible, equally skilled
ways touched him knowingly with rough and beloved familiarity,
speaking the language his body understood completely as
it never had with any other.
him ache to answer in kind.
was bending low over him, grunting urgently with need,
his tongue rasping hotly and moistly over his flushed skin
as Jack greedily lapped up the salty dew of arousal exuding
from his pores. Nothing mattered now but removing the
final barriers to what they both wanted; two pairs of hands
clumsily, desperately, fumbled and tangled as somehow they
finally contrived to rid each other of the last remaining
confining bits of clothing.
Daniel's buttocks in his hands Jack rolled over onto his
back, pulling his hotly writhing partner on top of him.
Fingers bit deeply into the firmly muscled flesh, moving
with rough, desperate purpose, seeking, finding, pushing
within, frantically reaming, thrusting. Fire exploded
behind Daniel's eyes as he ground his hips brutally into
the pulsing, sweat-slicked hardness beneath him.
resistance, not a particle of discord, no winners or losers,
only the unity of urgency expressed in the frantic commingling
of flesh. Jack's hands clutched his hips, impaling him
mercilessly, repeatedly upon the fiery spike filling him,
thrusting ever deeper into him as it pushed him over the
it was too much. Jack's shuddering body heaved up into
him, slamming the force of his climax straight into the
core of Daniel's being. Daniel howled and felt the blissful
blackness closing about him. Knew he was falling, but
couldn't stop himself.
Jack was there. Jack had him. He was still
falling, but forward, into the place of safety that was Jack,
where there was nothing to fear.
sighed and gave himself trusting over into the blackness.
Earth to Danny? Still in there, kid? I don't care
how many times you do this, it still scares the crap out of
came fluttering back, buoying him gently up to satiated
awareness. Not to mention a hell of an afterglow.
He was safely snuggled on Jack's chest. After having
been well and truly fucked into oblivion in the middle of the
reading his mind Jack started to chuckle. "Ya know,
Dannyboy, I really don't know why we bother owning a bed.
Not like we use it much or anything."
Daniel replied. Being conscious was not quite the same
as being articulate. He'd be able to talk in a minute.
wriggled contentedly beneath him and gave him a quick,
affectionate squeeze. "Back in the land of the
living? Sorry about the brain cells, but I figure they
gave their lives for a good cause. Hell, if this is what
happens, we should fight more often. Ah - Danny?
Wait a minute, where are you going? Danny? Aw -
They'd been fighting. He'd almost forgotten. But
it was still there. Postponed, not forgotten.
Remembering what they'd been doing and why while lying in
Jack's arms was suddenly more than Daniel could bear.
scrambled to his feet, paused to retrieve his pants and
shirt and shuffled silently away.
found him in the bathroom, sitting on the edge of the tub,
absently fingering what was left of his shirt.
bad about this one," he murmured at the man standing in
the doorway. Not looking at him. "Had it two
whole weeks. I was getting rather fond of it."
telling you, Danny," Jack said gently, "Buttons is
just asking for trouble."
nodded, his gaze still fully focused on the garment in
his lap. Neither man moved or spoke for several minutes.
sorry," Jack finally sighed. "I was being a
jerk. Again. I don't know why. Honest to God,
Danny, I don't know why I get like that." Jack shrugged
helplessly. "It's like I get nuts or something. You're
just…so…and I'm so…well, you know what I am. When someone
like that looks at you like that I just start…thinking
stuff. Crazy stuff like, well, why shouldn't he, you treat
him like crap half the time when you're not yelling at
him or making him nuts. I start thinking about all the
reasons you shouldn't be here and it seems to me there
are more of them than why you are and I get… I get…"
Daniel said in a soft, warm voice laden with comprehension.
of my freakin' mind."
much a trip," Daniel snorted, and then smiled fondly at
so I had that coming," Jack grimaced as he crossed to
Daniel and knelt in front of him. "So, am I
forgiven or do you want to insult me some more?"
shook his head and reached out to caress Jack's cheek before
replying. "I'm sorry you think about yourself that
way. I don't know what I can say to make you believe me
except to tell you this. You've got nothing to fear.
I don't care who's looking at me, that's their problem.
You're the only one I see. The only one I want."
when I'm being a jerk?"
when you're being a jerk," Daniel breathed, moving
closer. "Besides, you're so very good at it."
better," Jack muttered before he closed the gap and fell
into the lips moving to meet him.
several long, moist and noisy seconds Jack raised his reeling
head. "Holy crap, can you kiss or what," he
gasped. "Are we starting something again, here?"
entirely possible," Daniel sighed, licking the side of
much what I figured," Jack gulped. "Small
suggestion. Let's do something boring and conventional
and try it on the bed this time. My knees are killing
you say," Daniel smiled wickedly as Jack pulled him to
his feet. "I can do conventional. I promise
you it won't be boring, though."
it, talk dirty to me," Jack leered as he propelled Daniel
out of the room with an affectionate slap to the rump.
least I won't have to worry about you ruining another
with the shirt! I know! I'll just keep you naked
all the time. Problem solved."
idea. Sam would probably like it too. Where would
I put my gun?"
- shut up and get in the bedroom!"
sure you don't want to do it on the dining room table?"
Jack? Why are you looking at me like that? Jack?
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