JINGLE BALLS – A VERY FIESTY CHRISTMAS

 

Jack stood at the hall mirror straightening his black silk bow tie. Checking his hair, which for once remained tamed and in place, he smiled as he saw Daniel's reflection standing behind him and looking over his shoulder. Turning around, Jack had one question on his mind.

 

"How do I look?"

 

"You look stunning," Daniel replied, his words slowing as they left his mouth, mainly in appreciation, but also with a certain amount of lust and desire to his voice.

 

"I do?"

 

"You do, and don't pretend you don't know it."

 

"Okay, if you say so," Jack grinned and turning back to the full-length glass, had one more look.

 

Daniel was right.  He did look pretty good in his black suit and tie, crisp white shirt and shiny black shoes.

 

"You know I'm as jealous as hell," Daniel whispered as he slid his arms around Jack's waist and kissed his earlobe.  Leaning back against his lover, Jack felt blessed.  Daniel was so attentive, loving and gentle, and Jack loved him for it, but just now and again he wished...

 

"The cab's here," Daniel said, releasing Jack quickly.  "Have a good time and watch out for those rampant jarheads."

 

"Yeah, yeah.  Stop fussing, Daniel, you know my dick is only for you."

 

"Just make sure your ass is only for me as well," Daniel smiled.  "Hey, just a minute, I've just noticed!  What are you wearing in that ear?"

 

"This?" Jack grinned, fingering a small diamond stud in his unkissed earlobe.

 

"Yeah, that!  I don't believe you're going to an officers' reunion wearing an earring!"

 

"What's wrong with it?" Jack asked anxiously, glancing in the mirror yet again.

 

"There's nothing wrong with it, it's just something totally out of character for you.  Since when have you had pierced body parts?"

 

"Since for a long while now.  Anyway, stop asking so many questions.  I'll see you later."

 

"Not before you kiss me goodbye," Daniel demanded, pouting and looking up through his lashes.

 

Jack's body began to respond to the possibilities of Daniel's overtures and he kissed him deeply, instantly regretting their contact.

 

"Jeeze, Danny.  You're starting payback early," Jack murmured as his body responded to his own desire and to Daniel's contact.

 

"Well, let's see" Daniel said, ticking off the fingers on his hand,  "You are going out on Christmas Eve, you plan on spending the evening with a crowd of men instead of me.  You bet payback is on the agenda!"

 

"I get the message all ready.  I'm sorry you can't come with; just keep the bed warm for when I get back."

 

-o-

 

By the time Jack got home from his function, Daniel was in bed and asleep.  Disappointed, Jack got undressed quietly and slid under the covers to snuggle close to his slumbering lover, soaking up his body heat radiating like a furnace against Jack's body.

 

Unable to resist Daniel's warm smooth flesh and spooning up behind him, Jack played his fingertips across Daniel's chest, noting the quiet rhythmic rise and fall as the archaeologist continued to sleep.  Touching and easing his nipples to erection, Jack's arousal climbed, his lust growing but frustratingly, Daniel remained still and unaffected by Jack's attentions.  He didn't want to wake Daniel, he just wanted him to rouse of his own accord, hard and ready to be taken, and instead he was comatose and unmoving.

 

By now Jack's body was vibrating and lustful.  That goodbye kiss earlier in the evening had ignited his libido and he'd spent the whole night savouring the long drawn out promise of passionate coupling with his lover, and now?  Now he was left frustrated and longing for any response that Daniel might give him.  Dropping his hand to feel for Daniel's cock and hoping for any inkling of life, he found it soft and pliable.

 

Rolling his body to lay on his back, Jack gave up trying to elicit any reaction from his lover and instead, held his now throbbing cock, stroking it purposefully, needing completion and relief.  As his breathing increased, Jack pleasured himself and throwing back the covers, gave full reign to his needs.

"Jack?" came Daniel's sleep-thick voice.

 

"Yeah, it's me," Jack replied breathlessly. He was so close to orgasm now, his remaining brain cells couldn't concentrate on more than one thing at a time.

 

"What are you doing?" Daniel asked, not moving from his comfortable relaxed position on his side and facing away from Jack.

 

"I'm jerking off is what I'm doin', and I'm so fucking close now," he gasped.

 

Suddenly, Daniel's mind and body woke up in its entirety.  Turning he saw Jack naked, uncovered and handling his erection.

 

"Don't leave me out of it," Daniel pleaded.

 

"What an unexpected pleasure!  It's so kind of you to visit me in my loneliness.  Suck me, swallow me," Jack panted, trying to hold back long enough for Daniel's lips and mouth to capture his length.  Quickly, Daniel held Jack in his hot wet mouth as his lover continued to pull on his cock and within moments, Jack had spilled his essence down the back of Daniel's throat.  As they recovered, Jack remained on his back and Daniel lay beside him, on his side and head propped on his elbow.

 

"Why did you start without me?" Daniel asked just a little put out.

 

"You were asleep and I couldn't rouse you in the way I like to.  It's okay, you there in the end."

 

"Next time, just wake me up.  I'll either respond or tell you to fuck off," Daniel said, an edge to his voice.

 

"Hey, are you upset?"

 

"Yes, I am, Jack.  I'm pissed that you couldn't wait."

 

"I'm sorry, Danny, it won't happen again."

 

"No, it won't," stated Daniel emphatically. "Don't forget, sex on demand works both ways."

 

With that, Daniel spread his body over Jack's and kissing him hard, brought himself to full hardness by rocking against his lover's groin.

 

"I think I need a little longer to recover," Jack murmured, closing his eyes and just enjoying Daniel's body weight on him.

 

"Who says this is about you, Jack?  I think it's about time I took what I wanted for a change.  I know we've only been together for a few weeks, but I'm sure you think I'm some kind of weak and fragile sex toy."

 

"No!  No, I don't," protested Jack, knowing he probably did see Daniel in that way.

 

"It doesn't matter, Jack.  Your ass belongs to me and I'm gonna prove it."

Jack moaned at Daniel's words.  At last his lover was about to show him just how alpha he could be, and the anticipation of being fucked and fucked hard made his cock begin to swell again.

 

"Turn on your front, Jack," Daniel demanded and his lover complied.  He was incredibly relaxed and thought that Daniel would make love to him slowly and lovingly, with perhaps a little speed towards the end, but he didn't.  Daniel had different ideas and once Jack was in position, the archaeologist wasted no time.  Taking his stiff and aching cock, Daniel pressed it against Jack's anus.

 

"I hope you're ready to be well and truly fucked cos I'm in the mood to take no prisoners.  I want to fill you and show you just how much I want you.  Your ass is mine, Jack O'Neill."

 

Jack could only moan at his lover's words, as much for how Daniel uttered them as for what he said.

 

Reaching for the drawer of the nightstand, Daniel snagged the lube spray and gave his dick a liberal coating.  Sliding a cursory finger into Jack's ass, he moved it, pressing against the sides of the muscle, making his lover moan even louder.  Without any further preparation, Daniel shuffled forward on his knees and holding his cock, pushed it slowly inside his lover's body.  Gasping, Jack gave himself up to Daniel's onslaught, revelling in the pleasurable sensations of having his ass filled.

 

"Hold onto your breath, hold onto your heart, hold onto your hope...March up to the gate and bid it open --- open --- open," Daniel chanted as he gave a series of sharp hard thrusts.  "God, Jack, you're so tight," he panted, drawing back is hips and plunging into Jack's body time and again, increasing the speed of his thrusts, building his own orgasm.

 

Jack was shocked and excited by how hard Daniel was drilling his ass.

 

"On your knees," breathed Daniel.  "Can you imagine what I'm going to do to you?"

 

"Don't need to imagine...you're all ready doing it," grunted Jack.

 

Jack raised himself up onto his knees and elbows, his head resting on his forearms, and Daniel planted his hands on his lover's hips and drew up his legs, then when his feet were either side of Jack's hips and thighs and firmly against the mattress, he slid his hands over Jack's back to his shoulder blades. Daniel's legs were spread wide as he continued to thrust inside his lover. Jack could feel Daniel's weight bearing down on his back and shoulders; he was being ridden hard and fast now as Daniel's strokes shortened.  His cock remained high up in Jack's ass and his thrusts were rough and possessive.  Daniel loved this position, his buttocks were spread and his ass exposed.  He wished he had something inside him as he fucked Jack, something to fill him as he filled Jack. Dropping his head, Jack braced his arms to give Daniel the resistance he needed as he drove powerfully towards completion.  By now Jack's dick was rock hard and he wanted to come again, but he couldn't touch himself without collapsing onto the bed, he needed to keep his balance.

 

"Jack?  You are so fucking good, god I love being inside you and I'm going to empty my load soon, very soon, I'm so close now, so...fuck! I'm going explode!"

 

"Would...would it do any good if I roared?" gasped Jack, desperate to touch, to feel, to come.

 

With a sudden yell, Daniel's body stiffened and he came, his cock pumping fast inside Jack's body.  Slowly, he walked his hands back towards himself until he could straighten up and withdrawing, flung himself down on the bed, his body heaving, struggling to breathe.  As soon as Jack was free to move his hands he pulled at his cock and as his balls tightened he moved to lean over Daniel and splattered his chest with semen.  The sight of his lover marked by Jack's seed made him come all the more, and he grunted loudly with each spasm of his climax.

 

Glancing at the clock, Daniel smiled.  "Hey, Merry Christmas, Jack, it's three minutes past midnight."

 

"Thanks.  That was some gift you gave me. Santa Claus has nothin' on you!"

 

-o-

 

After a sumptuous Christmas dinner, Jack brought a tray of coffee into the living room for his friends and beaming, he surveyed his guests. Carter was sat next to Doc. Fraiser and the women were in deep conversation.  Cassie and Daniel were in the middle of a card game, and Teal'c was sat cross-legged on the floor, trying out his new gift, a Play Station.

 

Having distributed the coffee, Jack drew up a chair next to the big Jaffa and watched the TV screen.

 

"Whatcha playin' there, T?"

 

"Rayman, O'Neill."

 

"Ah," commented Jack as he stared at the strange looking character dancing across a line of lily pads.  The figure has floppy hair, a body, hands and feet but no limbs.  The hands and feet were disconnected from the body and yet behaved as if they were attached to arms and legs.

 

"So...found anyone to shoot yet?"

 

"Rayman does not shoot, O'Neill. He has super bounce, long distance throwing powers, and can jump very high."

 

"Bounce, throw and jump huh?"

 

"Please be quiet, O'Neill.  I cannot collect the coins if you distract me," Teal'c growled as his huge fingers worked the hand held control.

 

"Sorry, I'll be quiet now, I'll just watch.  Is that okay?"

 

"Do not continue to annoy me, I will get to the top of this giant flower," Teal'c growled again, his voice growing louder.

 

"Maybe if you jumped onto that leaf then across to there, you might make it before the water catches you up and you drown," Jack went on.

 

"O'Neill!  Please listen to my request and stay quiet!" snapped Teal'c, gritting his teeth.

 

"Or you could take this route," Jack added, tracing his index finger across the TV screen.

 

At this point Teal'c threw down the control and stood up.  Fuming he walked into the kitchen and gripping the edge of the sink, seethed with all the dignity he could muster.

 

Feeling guilty, Jack followed him to apologise.

 

"Sorry, big fella, I didn't mean to put you off your game."

 

"Yes, you did, O'Neill.  Your sole purpose was to discombobulate me and you succeeded.  I must warn you old friend, I will not tolerate any interruption when Rayman and I are determined to win.  You should be careful, O'Neill even frightened."

 

"Frightened?  You are talking to a man who has laughed in the face of death, sneered at doom and chuckled at catastrophe," Jack quipped.

 

"Indeed," Teal'c replied, a small curve forming on his lips.

 

Patting his friend on the shoulder, Jack led Teal'c back to the living room.

 

What a very feisty Christmas, Jack thought, wincing as he sat down as carefully as he could.

 

-o-

 

The End