Daniel looked over at the man leaning casually against the Harley Davidson, his feet crossed at the ankles. They'd decided to take a ride on Mac's bike, so Daniel suggested they head up to the mountain, to the Look Out up there. He was a little nervous about being on a bike, it had been so long since he'd ridden on one, but he soon learnt that Mac was a cautious rider, and he soon began to enjoy the sensation of being on the back of a Harley, with his arms wrapped around a strong bodied man.

They'd been there about twenty minutes now, the night only just warm enough really, but Daniel didn't feel the cool breeze at all. His face was slightly flushed and his body felt warm. He and Mac had started to really open up, talking a little about themselves, but really divulging nothing of their secret lives. Daniel was finding Mac more and more interesting and intriguing as the moments ticked by, but he also knew how Sam felt about the man. Despite telling him otherwise when he took her to her car, Daniel knew Sam fancied the trouble-shooter. He argued with her about her observations, denying that he had a chance with Mac, reminding her that most of the men Daniel fancied were either taken or straight, so his track record hadn't been that great up 'til now. And he wasn't holding out much hope that this gorgeous blond man, tall, lean and totally engrossing, was going to be the least bit interested in him for anything else other than a friendship. Sam had rolled her eyes at her pessimistic friend, telling him that if Daniel had only seen the look in Mac's eyes as he stepped out onto the balcony with them a few moment ago, he wouldn't be doubting the possibilities at all..

And right about now, as Daniel looked at the incredible man leaning back on his bike, he hoped Sam was right....

"So, before you joined my brother's team, what did you do?" Mac asked.

Daniel used the opportunity to look back at him and smiled. "I lectured a little and I studied, basically...."

"You love study then?"

"I wouldn't say I love study, I just enjoy learning..." Daniel shrugged.

Mac smiled at him. Such a good way of putting it.

"I can really relate to that actually," he looked down at the weed he was fiddling with, " I quite enjoyed Physics..." he tossed some of the broken weed to the ground.

"I gathered, from what Jack was saying earlier, that you're a bit of a whizz..." Daniel smiled now. MacGyver shrugged.

"I wouldn't know about that.." he said, self-effacingly.

Daniel lifted his face as he gave a sweet smile. "He kept saying something about you and duct tape???"

Mac laughed and shook his head. "That's Jack for you!"

"Well, you seem to have a fascinating life. In fact, I'd be willing to bet, you're the only person who could make our lives look tame.." Daniel laughed softly.

"Tame? I should imagine you have some pretty wild times, Daniel," he smiled.

"Oh yeah," Daniel nodded as he wandered around, looking at the lights below them. "I've had a few incredible rides."

Mac smiled. It was nice to see Daniel finally coming out of his shell.

The tall anthropologist sat on the stone wall now, his legs stretched out and his feet resting on the pavement next to Mac's.

"Anything compared to the bike?" Mac laughed.

"Oh.. no no," Daniel shook his head, laughing, "It's a different kind of rush. More physical.. you know. I'm not sure I enjoy bikes," he shrugged.

"You did kinda grip on tightly .." Mac teased gently. Daniel smiled. Yeah he did, but that was only *after* he'd gotten used to it.

"I didn't want to fall off..." he shrugged then they fell into a short silence.

"Why don't you ride now?" Mac offered.

"Errr.. sorry?" Daniel's face tilted, his brow furrowed slightly and his lips parted as he stared at the smiling man. Mac laughed and held out the helmet to him.

"Come on," he said, with an inviting nod of the head. Daniel stood up and took the helmet off him.

"Shouldn't I have a license or something for this?" the anthropologist muttered feebly, but although he'd just met the guy, he knew that Mac was the sort of man that liked to live a little on the edge. Daniel needed to be around someone like him sometimes, and this was one of them. He handed the helmet back to the grinning man and sighed, placing his hands on his hips as he stared down at the bike, psyching himself up for this.

Mac laughed to himself. Could this guy get any cuter? How had Jack resisted him? Then he recalled Jack's lover. Big, very big, and dark and .... Arrgg those lips... He didn't even want to think about the heaven his brother was in at the moment...!

Probably why he hadn't given this guy any thought. Which was good. It meant it left him free for Mac.

Mac stood and allowed Daniel to straddle the machine. A little uncertain, Daniel reached for the handles while he slowly kicked his leg over the leather seat. Mac stood, enjoying the sight of the rounded butt as it slipped onto the seat, the thighs tightly pressing the denim pants as he brought his foot up to the kick-start. Buckling at the knees and tossing his head back at the enticing sight, Mac gave a light groan.

"What?" Daniel laughed as he flicked his long fringe back off his face. Mac shook his head and just smiled. He climbed onto the back, and Daniel couldn't help but notice the warm thrill it gave him to feel the strong body press up behind him. He flicked his eyes down to see Mac's thighs pressed alongside his own, the view burnt at his stomach, making his mouth dry. Mac leant against Daniel's back now, his chin over the anthropologist's shoulder and his breath warmed his ear and cheek as he reached forward, pushing them both a little further towards the tank. Then Mac pointed to the switch.

"Flick that," he said.

Daniel was suddenly really nervous and he wasn't sure if it was to do with the ride or the man behind him.

"Okay, now you need to crank that..."

Flick this, crank that.. Daniel was amazed he could actually understand any of it.

"Okay now step on this.." Mac tapped his foot against Daniel's on the kick-start.

Daniel gave one good attempt but it didn't work. He looked over his shoulder nervously but felt Mac pat him in reassurance.

"Try again!"

Again Daniel tried, this time almost standing to make the start. Mac sighed as the butt rose into the air before him then slammed down onto the seat as the engine roared to life.

Daniel suddenly felt terrified, but Mac only laughed.

"Now, don't you go dropping my baby," he said into his new friend's ear. Daniel only nodded.

The bike spluttered forward then Daniel applied the brake too hard, feeling the effects as Mac slammed into the back of him.

"Sorry," he yelled over his shoulder. Mac patted his shoulder in a show that it was okay.

"Just ease up on the throttle a little," he instructed as he dropped both helmets onto the ground next to the bike. They weren't going to go far, and Mac preferred the feel of the wind in his long hair as he rode his bike. He reached his arm under Daniel's to point to the handlebar, indicating to the throttle for the nervous man in front of him. Daniel nodded, his knuckles whitening around the handles. Again he revved and again it hopped, sending Mac crashing into his back once more.

"Oh, God, Sorry!" Daniel shook his head and sat back, unaware until he did it that Mac was firmly against his back. "Sorry," he looked over his shoulder.

Mac stared into his eyes, then down to his lips then back to his eyes. Daniel felt the hard body against his back, the thighs squeezing him gently as he remained looking back over his shoulder at Mac. He suddenly felt Mac's hand, reaching up across his chest from behind him, touch his cheek lightly. Without thinking, Daniel revved the engine and again it hopped causing Mac to slam his face into Daniel's shoulder once more.

"Sorry, Mac," he said.

Mac laughed softly. "I'm beginning to think you're enjoying me slamming into the back of you," he said.

"Oh.. ummm.." Daniel looked away shyly. Yes! Daniel sighed to himself, he *was* interested. Now to hook him...

Mac smiled. He was getting through, he could feel it.

"You want to try that again? Only this time a little less on the juice," he reached under Daniel's arm and put his hand over his on the throttle. Daniel shifted, leaning so that Mac could reach the handle bar more easily.

"Maybe you should just ..." Daniel looked over his shoulder at the blond man. Mac's eyes met his and he blinked slowly. Daniel swallowed before finishing the sentence, "just .. err.. do it..." he said.

Mac smile was slow. "Do what?" he asked gently.

Daniel's eyes flickered now, as if waking from a trance. "Oh, um.. drive.. or ride.. or whatever it is you... do," he said.

"Ride." Mac smiled.

"Ride," Daniel repeated. His eyes closed slowly as he felt Mac's hand brush his cheek . His heart thudded within his chest and he cursed the first stirrings of his groin. He was so quick to arouse!

Mac didn't notice it straight away as he slid on the creaky leather seat to press up behind Daniel, brushing the long hair aside and kissing the back of his neck gently. Daniel felt a shower of hot tingles cascade down his spine as he shivered a little. He listened to the soft, moist kisses tenderly placed behind his ear and he stirred again as he felt Mac nudge the nape of his neck then he felt the hot tongue and teeth grazing his skin gently. Daniel sat back against MacGyver now, the teases of hot mouth on his skin becoming almost unbearable in that warm evening breeze. Mac's hand fumbled with Daniel's shirt buttons, expertly releasing one and allowing him room to slide his hand inside the top. The smooth chest expanded under the hand as Mac slipped across the bare skin to find the small hard nub. Pinching it gently he managed to elicit the first groan from Daniel.

Mac's other hand finally got to play. Taking it off his own knee he placed it on Daniel's left knee and slowly ran it up his inner thigh then across the stretched crotch of the denim jeans. Mac pressed his own thigh's together, forcing Daniel's to close as well, which allowed the material to loosen. Daniel groaned softly as he felt Mac's hand brush his erection and heard the soft inhale of breath from the man behind him.

Drawing back a long slow breath, Daniel enjoyed the gentle caress.

"You know what a turn on it is for me, seeing you straddling my bike.." Mac whispered, his lips brushing Daniel's ear.

"It is?"

"Yeah." Mac nibbled the neck softly. "Really works for me!"

"It does?" Daniel sighed as Mac's hand trailed up his chest then up the front of his throat while he continued to nibble the back of his neck.

"You've had male lovers before, right Daniel?" Mac asked softly.

"You're a little sure of yourself, aren't you?" the aroused man swallowed hard.

"Daniel, I'm only here tonight and tomorrow night. I don't have time to waste.." The hand moved down Daniel's body again.

"I see.. see your point..." He sighed as Mac squeezed his thigh with his hand.

"I want to take you right here!" The trouble-shooter sighed breathlessly.

"Oh...!" Daniel blinked.

"But, I'm sure you're into creature comforts, huh?"

"Well, umm, privacy is a good thing," Daniel whispered.

"Not to mention protection and lube-" Mac rubbed his face in the long hair.

Daniel's heart raced. It had been so long.....

"Well, yeah, they are kind of essential..." He sighed, bringing his hand up to finally cup over Mac's, which was still inside the shirt teasing the nipples expertly. Daniel melted back into the body behind him.

"Anything you want..." Mac whispered lustfully. Daniel could feel the hardened groin in his back now.

"What's say we go back to my place?" The younger man turned his face to look back at the brown eyes behind him.

"I'll ride-" Mac stood up so quickly that Daniel nearly tumbled backwards off the bike. "That way we'll get there quicker.." He laughed, seeing the younger man struggle to keep balance.

Daniel rolled his eyes. "And probably in one piece." He smiled as he now shifted back on the seat. Mac looked down at him then closed his eyes as he shook his head before easing his body in front of Daniel's, and this time it was the young archaeologist who stared as the tight denim clad bottom sunk in front of him. He shifted back a little more then put his hands around Mac's waist, finally getting to fulfil his earlier fantasy of tucking one hand inside Mac's sweater, feeling the soft stomach within it. Kicking the bike to start it, Mac sat again then handed a helmet back to his pillion rider. Reluctantly he took it and put it on before tightening his arms around Mac again and leaning his face on the broad shoulder before him.

Once back at Daniel's apartment they barely made it inside before they devoured each other. As their mouths engulfed and their tongues invaded Daniel fought with Mac's sweater while the trouble-shooter tugged at the buttons on his soon-to-be-lover's shirt. They stumbled into the living room, locked in their embrace, both refusing to give up on the incredibly hot kiss, then Daniel guided them towards the bedroom.

Mac heard the small moans and grunts of delight from the other man, and it made him harder. His hands ran up and caught the face, which was squirming against his now, and held him in place, making sure that nothing happened to part their lips. Daniel had managed to push the cable knitted sweater off Mac's arms and up his body and it was now gathered around his neck as Daniel's hands explored the very firm body within his grasp, but there it had to remain until one of them was ready to give up the other's hungry mouth.

It was Mac who conceded first, pulling his face back, arching his throat to pull away from Daniel's eager mouth as he gulped for air. The anthropologist looked up at him with half closed eyes, his lips - reddened and already swollen - were parted, a small pink tongue flitted out to swipe the bottom lip quickly.

"Holy...." Mac shook his head as he stared at Daniel's face. The younger man straightened up then pressed his glasses up onto his nose further. Mac smiled and removed the glasses altogether, turning to place them onto the dresser next to them. He frowned as he took in the sight of Daniel's room for the first time.

"Oh.. my..." He stared at the artifacts and icons that laid on the dresser top, then his eyes fell onto the Indian rug that hung on the wall, the rich reds and deep earth colours matching the scheme of the rest of the room.

"Daniel.. this is incredible..." he said, stepping away, engrossed in the contents of the room.

Daniel wet his lip again as he smiled proudly. No one had appreciated his room before, or bothered to stop and even look around. He watched the blond haired man taking in all the delicate artifacts, lifting them carefully into his hands, looking them over properly, then putting them back down gingerly. Daniel felt a sense of satisfaction at Mac's appreciation of the history and culture contained within the room. The older man looked back at him.

"You have incredible tastes.." he smile, then realising that the sweater was still around his neck, he lifted it up over his head before dropping it onto a nearby valet. Daniel grinned. So it seemed... In the dim light from the hallway he could barely make out the dark trail of hair, arrowing down that fine muscular chest, then diving into the blue denim jeans.

Mac turned to see the huge bed in the centre of the room. How had he missed it? He stepped over to it, his hand coming out to touch the thick wooden pillar that edged the four posted bed. Daniel turned and went to his bedside cabinet for something, pulling out a cigarette lighter. Mac frowned at him from across the bed.

"You smoke?"

Daniel smiled and shook his head, then went over to the dresser and started lighting the candles on the top, then he headed back to the bedside cabinet and lit the antique oil lamp beside his bed.

Mac caught his breath as Daniel's face was illuminated by the soft yellow light while he replaced the glass shaft on the oil lamp. The younger man then turned and concentrated on lighting a few more candles on top of a chest of drawers. He disappeared into the bathroom, which was connected to the bedroom, then he returned a short while later placing an ornate bottle beside the bed. Mac frowned, but part of him twitched at the intensely romantic room.

With the brighter light of the oil lamp now illuminating the room, Mac could see the bed in front of him completely. He looked over the soft cloth and tulle that draped around the immense carved wooden bed.

"It's an antique..." Daniel said, touching the opposite pole and staring across the king size bed to Mac. The older man nodded, his fingers able to feel the intricate carvings in the turned wooden pole, but he was unable to see them in the dim light. He turned to look over the bed now; the head of the bed itself was covered in a fluffy quilt with four large cushions at the head, tucked neatly against each other. A long roll also ran across the bed, and it was this Daniel used as a pillow and he'd hug the entire thing against his body every night, sometimes using it to help him forget he was alone. There was a definite Middle Eastern feel to the bed and the room, and Mac immediately felt at ease in there. He tilted his head to look across at Daniel again.

"It's amazing.."

Daniel smiled then knelt onto the bed, crawling across to Mac on the other side. The older man swallowed. At Jack's, he'd thought Daniel was gorgeous, but he didn't expect the man to be so intriguing as well ..

He reached out and touched Daniel's shoulders lightly as the younger man knelt in front of him on the bed.

"You wanna keep exploring my room.. or.. maybe.. me?" he said with a little head tilt on the last word, as he ran his hands down Mac's firm chest, inhaling as the touch brought a flood of warmth through his body.

Mac inhaled deeply as well, his shoulders broadened and his stomach automatically sucked in as Daniel's soft hands followed the hairs down to the top of the jeans. The blue eyes looked dark in the dim light of the room, the long lashes blinked slowly as he stared up at the older man. Mac watched as Daniel sat back onto his bare feet, still kneeling and still with his hand on the belt buckle. Slowly he started to crawl onto the bed too, but Daniel held his hand up.

"Shoes.." He smiled as he reminded him. Mac nodded and Daniel pointed to the bathroom. The older man got the idea and headed through, seeing Daniel's shoes and socks discarded on the cobalt blue tiled floor. Obviously he'd removed his shoes when he came in earlier for the oil. Mac stepped onto the back of his boots, tugging them off his feet then he grabbed the washcloth and cleaned them with warm, soapy water before towelling them dry. He stepped out and smiled as Daniel stood looking down at the street through his window.

"Anything interesting?" Mac asked as he came to the side of the bed. Daniel turned and stepped up to the other side, smiling at him.

"Not out there.." He knelt onto the bed again. Mac knelt onto the bed also, then they crawled across to meet in the middle. They smiled at each other in the soft, orange glow. "Sorry about the feet, it's a quirk of mine."

Daniel's fingers ran down Mac's cheek then he reached forward and kissed his lips softly. Mac wrapped his arms around him and tugged him closer, their tongue jostled together gently. As they pulled back Mac smiled then traced the side of Daniel's face with his thumb.

"Mine's foreskin.." He shrugged, letting the younger man know it was alright to have quirks. Daniel smiled.

"Well, I washed as well," he said. Mac lifted his brow.

"So you have it.. I mean.. you're not..?"

Daniel nodded his head and watched as Mac rolled his eyes. "You have a problem with it?"

Smiling hungrily now, Mac shook his head. "Uh uh..." he said, touching his hand to Daniel's jaw lightly, " I love it!! I just hate it being dirty..."

Daniel smiled. "So do I...." He kissed Mac deeply again as he glided his hands over the silky skin before him, enjoying the small patch of hair on the very well formed chest and then following the arrow of hair down to the soft stomach again. Mac groaned as the hands slipped just inside the top of the jeans. Daniel smiled to see the effect his touch was having on his soon to be lover.

Mac put his hand into Daniel's long dark hair, gripping the head and pulling him closer. Daniel gasped and Mac moved in for the kill. His tongue sought ever nook, every cranny of Daniel's sweet wet mouth. His fingers curled in the hair, tugging lightly on Daniel's scalp, holding the man exactly where he wanted him to be, while Daniel allowed his own hands to roam.

Mac's eyes soon opened and he pulled his mouth back away when he felt Daniel start to tug at his belt tags. Frowning, but smiling, he followed the man off the bed and Daniel engulfed his head in his arms, his hands ruffling through the long hair as his mouth came in to engulf Mac's once more. Mac figured the guy just enjoyed standing while he kissed, but he was happy to do whatever Daniel wanted him to....

Without breaking the kiss, Daniel reached down and started to unzip the pants before him, feeling Mac's stomach suck in and out with his labored breathing. On the backs of his fingers he felt the hairs running to the hidden prize. It was so tantalizing that Daniel harden at the mere thought of it. Finally breaking the oxygen-consuming kiss he knelt now, seeing how the pants were slightly open. The tease was incredible.

"Danny.." Mac sighed as Daniel plummeted his face into the small opening, the metal zipper scratching at his cheeks lightly.

Barely pulling back, Daniel answered, "Don't call me Danny - Jack does.." before pushing his face against the denim, metal and hair again.

"Oh... sorr...." Mac sighed as he felt Daniel's tongue swipe the trapped base.

Daniel's arms went around Mac, his hands resting up the strong muscular back, enjoying the ripples of movement beneath the warm palms. He buried his face in the small trail of hairs to the groin, then nudged his nose up into the belly button before nibbling and licking the soft hairs around it.

"Dan..." he sighed breathlessly. Daniel smiled. He'd listened to him. The arms tightened around the trouble-shooter as the face buried deeply into the soft yet strong stomach, still heaving for breath.

Daniel's tongue trailed along a long scar on Mac's stomach that led around to his waist. The skin quivered under the attention. Mac's fingers dug deeply into the head that teased him so much, he wanted to pull it away, to stop the agonising tease, but he wanted it to continue, it had been a long time since he'd had foreplay like this.

Slowly Daniel sat back, his hand resting on his knelt thighs as he smiled up at the blond haired man. Mac leant back on the cupboard for support as he watched Daniel looking at him, his eyes trailing up and down his body slowly.

For Daniel the sight was breathtaking. A strong, virile body, exposed muscles, a slightly rippling stomach but not enough to make the young archaeologist self conscious about his own physique. And that line of hair. It ran from the chest down the etched stomach around the small belly button and into the pants. Daniel sucked in a breath and smiled.

"You going to do something, or you just enjoy looking?" came the teasing question. Daniel's blue eyes looked up and he laughed as he held his hands up in a gesture towards Mac's body.

"I could get off just by looking," he stated simply. "What's not to enjoy..."

Mac laughed softly. "You tell me.." he shrugged. Daniel looked at the bare body, the opened zip on the jeans and the long, lean legs. Shaking his head, he slowly got to his feet. Again, they met eye to eye as Mac straightened up and stood squarely before Daniel.

Mac's eyes rolled shut as he felt Daniel's finger trace another scar on his upper chest, right above his right nipple.

"How did you get this one?" he asked in a low deep voice. Mac's brown eyes opened again.

"Do they bother you?"

Daniel shook his head. "How did you get it?" he repeated, his eyes never leaving Mac's.

"I fell off the side of a cliff, hit a few rocks and trees on the way down.." he shrugged nonchalantly. Daniel felt himself twitch.

"Oh, you just fell..." he smiled, his voice deep and low, his finger still running up and down the red mark as he took a step closer.

Mac nodded, sensing the slow approach. "Yeah.."

"and that's how you got this?"

Mac swallowed. Daniel was a bloody good prick-tease, that was for sure. The deep soft voice, the bedroom eyes, that little smile.. that mouth...

"Does it.. bother..." Mac forgot the rest of the question as Daniel lent down and ran his tongue up the scar, then down again, engulfing the nipple eventually. The young man sucked and nipped and licked at it tenaciously, and Mac wanted to melt. Daniel's hands gripped his waist, holding him close as he tore gently at the nipple. Mac's body writhed with pleasure, moving within Daniel's firm but gentle grasp, their groins brushing together.

Pulling back, Daniel ran his wrist across his chin then smiled.

"It doesn't bother me," he smiled. Mac nodded. "I was hoping it was from a whip.." he shrugged. Mac's brown eyes blinked. A whip?

He felt Daniel's groin press against him now, the erection within very evident.

"No, it wasn't," he said. Daniel nodded. Mac turned his shoulder a little and pointed behind himself. "This one was."

Daniel laughed and raised his brow.

"All in the line of duty I take it," he grinned as his hand tightened around the waist before him.

Mac smiled. "All," he nodded, "except that one," he indicated with a nod to his whip scar. Daniel grinned then they both broke into gently laughter.

"Hmm interesting," Daniel nodded, his hands slipping up the well formed chest again.

"What about you?" Mack asked, tugging at the tucked in shirt now which was still half done up. "You got any whip marks?"

Daniel lifted his brow then looked down and watched Mac undo the buttons.

"You're very patient," he commented. Mac laughed gently.

"Not normally," he shrugged then gripped the top and ripped it open, buttons flying off in all directions. Then he yanked the shirt off Daniel's shoulders and down his arms. It was still tucked in at the back and so hung from the top of Daniel's pants. Mac gently pushed him back, so that he could get a good look at his prize.

It was how he'd imagined, only better.

"You hide that well," he nodded at the well formed chest.

"I like to leave surprises..." Daniel shrugged. Mac grinned approvingly and stepped over and ran his hands all over the soft body before him, while Daniel gripped the rounded denim clad butt, squeezing it approvingly whenever Mac hit a tender spot.

Slowly they undressed each other, amidst hungry kisses and gently caresses. Finally Daniel laid back on the bed, the candle light capturing the highlights of amber in his hair, and he looked up at Mac who knelt over on one knee next to him, his hand rested on the flattened stomach. Daniel's hand trailed up Mac's arm, up to his shoulder then into the long blond hair. Mac squeezed his hand closed, squeezing Daniel's soft stomach gently.

Mac maneuvered himself under Daniel, so that the anthropologist laid back against him, allowing the troubleshooter to wrap his arms around him and gently nibble on his ear. Daniel reached behind to grip Mac's thigh with one hand while the other fell from his head across the bed.

Mac's hand trailed up and down the body held tightly against him then reached out to entwine his fingers with Daniel's while he cupped his other hand over one of Daniel's firm 'pec' muscles, squeezing gently. Daniel moaned softly as Mac's tongue entered the ear, and he was rewarded with a twitch between his thighs. Mac thrusted slightly and Daniel gasped, his hand gripping the thigh tightly. Mac thrusted again, and again Daniel gripped him firmly.

"You've got the stuff..?" Mac whispered. Daniel pointed, haphazardly, behind them and Mac twisted, his erection pressing against Daniel more now, and reached back into the cupboard behind them. Daniel closed his eyes as he felt the hot tip press into him. He wanted to just sigh and impale himself on that tip but he knew he had to wait.

He felt Mac kiss his shoulder then down his arm that now laid along his own body. Daniel reached behind once more, feeling the strong thigh behind him. Mac slipped one arm under Daniel's head again, bending it so that he reached his nipple again. Daniel's eyes closed slowly as he felt the tongue re-enter his ear.

"Mac, you're driving me mad here.." he whispered.

Biting the shoulder now, Mac watched as Daniel's body twitched in anticipation then he rolled him gently onto his stomach, allowing Daniel to position himself properly before he knelt behind him.

Daniel sighed as he felt the gently massage down his back onto his rump where Mac's fingers found their way to the tight opening and his thumb brushed the small pucker of skin causing Daniel to groan loudly. Mac then nudged it with his face before kissing it gently. Daniel wet his lips in hope that what he thought might come next, would come....

Mac's tongue was forceful on the tiny opening. He relentlessly licked and pressed at it while Daniel started to melt into the bed. Mac held his hips, not allowing the butt to sink any further down onto the bed, so Daniel regained his position.

"Ohhhh Mac.." he sighed softly and then felt a hand engulf his firm erection. He flinched, every nerve of his body now awake and responding to the slightest touch, even that of his lover's long hair as it brushed oh-so-lightly over his cheeks. Mac bit and sucked at the skin, leaving red marks on his lover, then he knelt up, pressing his fingers into the wet hole. Daniel's back arched as he felt the swipe on the prostrate. His knees felt weak but Mac had one hand securely around his waist, holding him up. Daniel moaned softly as the firm erection pressed between his thighs while Mac continued to gently finger-fuck him. Soon the fingers weren't enough and Daniel craved the hard, thickness of Mac deep inside him.

"Please.. Mac..." he panted softly.

There was a soft laugh behind him. "Ohh, I love the sound of you begging.." Mac said quietly. Daniel laughed and tilted his head back, and Mac could see the sheen of perspiration on the cheeks and throat.

"You are so gorgeous..." his brown eyes widened.

"Fill me.. please.." Daniel whispered again. Mac pulled his fingers out, sitting back onto his heels while Daniel turned to face him. He picked up the white plastic pack and ripped it open with his teeth, spitting the torn bit away, then he removed the sheath from the pack and smiled as he looked down at the full erection waiting for him. His hands trembled slightly as he rolled it on, then he looked up into the dark eyes.

"Which way?" he asked.

Mac smiled. "Every way, with you..."

Daniel grinned. "Okay, well we have to start somewhere.. so romantic or animalistic?" he asked. Mac traced the cheek gently with his finger tips, staring deeply into the dark eyes before him.

"Animalistic.."

A large smile filled the anthropologist's face now and he turned around onto his hands and knees again. Mac knelt up then he applied the scented oil to Daniel's reddened ring. He sniffed at it and Daniel mumbled, "you can eat it too..."

Mac licked his fingers, tasting the light strawberry taste. "Ohhh, yum.."

Daniel chuckled. "Glad you approve," he lifted his face to look back at him.

"I approve of everything about you, Daniel.." he said, gripping the hips tightly. Daniel inhaled and shut his eyes in anticipation of what was to come next. Mac was gentle though, more gentle than he'd anticipated even and he was in without much trauma. All Daniel felt was a tightening then the incredible feeling of being stretched as Mac filled him.

"Holy. Cow.." Mac sighed softly as he immersed himself into Daniel's hot body.

//Holy cow, was right//, Daniel thought as he felt Mac trail his hands up the front of his body as he lent heavily onto him. His whole body was jumping now, every nerve attuned to the merest touch from Mac. He was precariously close to the edge and he knew it already. Feeling Mac's thighs as they pressed against the backs of his own whenever his lover pressed deeply inside of him wasn't helping. Nor was the hand that now went around his own firm erection. He moved his weight onto one hand and covered Mac's hand in his own.

"You want to help?" Mac asked, opening his eyes at the touch.

"No.. but unless you want me to finish right..." He didn't need to say anything else, before Mac's hand released him quickly. "Sorry," he said, his smile evident in his voice.

Mac's hands ran up the back, arced up like a cat's, slender and smooth and so powerful. The shoulder muscles rippled as Daniel strained to keep them both from crashing face down onto the bed and Mac enjoyed watching every second of it. He felt himself begin to shiver, his stomach alight now with the stirrings of his orgasm. His hand found Daniel once more and he gently pumped down the long shaft, to the hairs nestled against the hot body then up again, slowly. Daniel groaned now, his own body beginning to stir with his orgasm. He arched back against Mac now and felt kisses across his shoulders as the man pressed deeper and deeper into him. Amidst groans of pleasure and grunts of passion, Mac controlled his incredible urge to cry out Daniel's name, instead he kept his mouth busy with kissing and sucking the shoulder.

"Oh.. god.. god.. please..." Daniel muttered softly and Mac felt himself explode inside him, hoping for a brief second that the sheath was intact, before his mind closed down with the swirls of orgasmic rush. He felt Daniel tremble then he felt the splashes of come as the younger man exploded in his hand. Gasping in what was almost words, Daniel milked himself within Mac's hand, shuddering until he was finally spent. His arms finally giving out on him, Daniel crashed face first onto the soft bedding, with Mac falling on top of him. They rolled onto their sides as one, and then Mac carefully pulled himself free, tying off the sheath and dropping it into the bin beside Daniel's bed. He then rolled back and saw that Daniel had rolled onto his back, his hands now tucked under his head, one leg bent and his golden hairs on his thighs catching the amber light beautifully. Mac stopped short and smiled. Apart for everything else, there was something in the way Daniel's biceps bulged in that position that really attracted him. He shifted and kissed the soft, white skin and Daniel flinched with the tickle.

"Sorry, didn't mean to tickle," Mac smiled. Daniel lifted his hands to cup Mac's face.

"I'm only ticklish when I'm tired.." he sighed softly. Mac kissed his lips gently then pulled back.

"It must be late," he looked around for a clock then frowned.

"You don't have a clock?"

"Not in my room. When I'm in here time just stands still..." he smiled dreamily then rolled off the edge of the bed. Mack slipped off the bed to stand next to him.

"How on earth do you get up for work in the mornings?"

"Jack calls me.." he shrugged and pulled the bedding down. Mac reached out and touched Daniel's arm.

"Jack calls you?"

"Yeah, on the phone. Every morning, like clockwork," he shrugged. "When I bother to come home, that is..." Daniel climbed into bed, shifting over for Mac to join him.

The trouble shooter frowned. "Bother to come home? From where?" he asked before getting in.

Daniel frowned. "Work. Normally I stay on base, except for weekends, and I work too damn hard during the week to not allow myself a sleep in on weekends.." he said, sitting up and cuddling his quilt covered knees to his chest. He frowned. "Why?"

Mac shook his head and laughed. "For some strange reason I thought you were about to reveal that you, Jack and Teal'c..."

Daniel frowned, his nose screwing up at the thought. "Oh, please..." he laughed. Mac laughed and got into bed with him finally. They cuddled together, Daniel's head on his lover's chest as he fondled the hairs idly and Mac's lips brushed the younger man's tall forehead. Soon he felt the caress stop and heard Daniel's soft snore. He carefully laid him back, got up and extinguished the candles then the oil lamp before climbing back into bed again. He cuddled into the soft anthropologist again, smiling to himself over how lucky he was to have met Daniel, then he said a silent 'thanks' to his brother before allowing himself to give into his own sleepiness.

o0o

Daniel awoke feeling splashes of water on his face. He stirred and his eyes opened barely a crack before he cringed at the bright light that filled the room and slammed them shut tightly.

"Come on, lover boy, get up," Mac smiled as he laid right next to him on top of the bedding.

"Huh?" Daniel grumbled and started to rub his face, but refused to open his eyes.

"Wake up handsome," Mac sprinkled more water on his face, watching it screw up again.

"Stop it! What are you doing?" the sleeping man moaned angrily but Mac just laughed.

"Chinese water torture, now get up," Mac slapped the naked butt hard.

Daniel yelped and finally pushed up into a sitting position but he soon fell to the side and closed his eyes again, protesting the rude awakening by growling loudly. He heard Mac's throaty laugh and opened his eyes a crack, and saw him, fully dressed, sitting next to him. He instantly got a sinking feeling. Obviously the guy wanted to go so he needed to wake Daniel and thank him for the night before.. yadda yadda.... Daniel sighed. He could do with out that awkward moment actually.

"Will you wake up! You're harder to arouse than .."

"I'm not hard to arouse.." Daniel cut him of with a mumble. Mac laughed then reached back and put the glass of water onto the bedside table behind him.

"No, you're right there," he nodded and then laughed when Daniel's blue eyes ventured open once more and fixed themselves onto him. Looking around for the sheet to cover himself up with, Daniel muttered, "You really didn't need to wake me up to say bye. A note would have done."

"Huh? A note? After what we shared last night?"

Daniel groaned again. He didn't need reminding of the incredible night they shared, and knowing it was coming to an end already was not easy.

"What sort of lovers did you have in the past?" Mac asked, then looked as Daniel looked at him once more, "or have you been?"

The anthropologist shrugged. "A little of both," he curled up again.

"Come on..." Mac pushed on him once more.

Daniel protested the intrusion into his sleep. "Okay, please Mac, just go.." he sighed.

The blond head tilted. "You *want* me to go?" he frowned, suddenly unsure of the situation. Daniel's eyes blinked open.

"Isn't that why you woke me up?"

"No. I was lonely," he said. Daniel sat up again.

"Oh," he looked down at the fully dressed guy, minus his shoes. Mac shrugged.

"Well, I was walking around in your bathrobe for like an hour, then some kid came to the door, selling cookies.."

"Oh.. her again.." Daniel muttered as he rubbed his face.

"Seems so. I bought four boxes, they're in your pantry.."

Daniel stopped rubbing his face and looked at Mac and the man smiled as he continued, "And then I thought, hmm, perhaps I should get dressed, wouldn't put it past Jack to.."

The doorbell rang. Both men looked at each other then Mac shrugged as he got up and headed to the front door, leaving Daniel on the bed.

Pulling to door open, Mac rolled his eyes as his brother stood, grinning broadly, in the doorway.

"Well, and a very good morning to you too, bro," he patted his shoulder as he entered the apartment.

"Jack, why are you here?" he asked, watching his brother make himself at home on the sofa, legs stretched out so that his feet could reach the coffee table, his arms folded behind his head.

"I've come to see where you got to. I thought Daniel, having been the last to see you last night, might *know*.." Jack said, in no way was he hiding his pleasure and amusement at discovering his brother in his friend's house first thing in the morning. Mac sighed as he came into the living room, then he glanced up at the partially opened bedroom door.

"Excuse me," he said. Jack grinned and slapped his hands together gleefully as he sat forward now, dropping his feet to the floor again. He knew they were a good match!

Daniel was looking around his room when Mac re-entered it.

"It's.."

"..Jack.." they said together, Daniel preoccupied with looking for something.

"Sorry," Mac shrugged. Daniel frowned as he straightened up.

"Where is my gown?"

"Oh, in the bathroom, shall I get it?" he asked, trying not to notice the fully naked man before him.

"Yes, err no, I'll dress instead," Daniel looked around for his pants now, then headed to the robe for his jeans instead.

"You don't wear underwear?" Mac asked, watching him slip them on without underwear. Daniel straightened up and shrugged.

"Not if I can help it. Something I got used to on.. in.. Abydos.." he busied himself with the button fly.

Mac grinned. "Cool."

Daniel straightened up again, forgetting to button the top button as he looked at Mac.

"You go and make Jack a coffee, and I'll be right out," he said, as he pulled on his top. Mac shrugged and went out the room.

Jack turned when Daniel finally entered the loungeroom.

"Morning Jackson," he chimed in a sing-song voice.

"Morning Jack," Daniel muttered and reached down to the coffee table for the three cups left scattered around from the day before - he really should stick to using just the one cup, he told himself, yet again!

Jack looked at his friend, looking comfortable in jeans, no socks or shoes and a blue t-shirt caught up at the front revealing the top button was undone. He'd never seen Daniel looking so casual, but he had to admit, it was a good look. That, the stubble and the bedroom hair that flopped into his blue eyes right now.

"What brings you by my place? You don't normally visit so early, if at all."

Jack noted the accusing stare but ignored it. Damn, Daniel looked really cute!

"I wondered where Mac was. Big city, all alone.. I thought he might have been in trouble.."

Daniel nodded along in disbelief. "So you just *had* to pop over and visit me?"

"You were the last to see him," Jack shrugged, grinning as he knew Daniel was playing along with him. Daniel shifted the cups into one hand precariously, considering some still contained forgotten coffee.

"Ah huh," he swept the hair from his eyes with his free hand then went back to supporting the cups again, "phone out of order at your end is it Jack?"

Jack laughed loudly and pointed to Daniel.

"Ahhh, Danny boy, you got me," he nodded. Daniel nodded like it was no surprise and then looked up. Mac was standing in the kitchen doorway, enjoying the banter between the two friends. He looked at Daniel, and the smile he got back was breathtaking. Daniel was gorgeous. His cheeks and chin covered in a dark shadow, his lips pink and full, his hair flopping into his eyes, only to be brushed back by a sweep of his hand. Jack couldn't resist the temptation to turn and watch the two men as Daniel stepped over to Mac and smiled.

"Morning," he whispered.

Jack felt a tinge of envy. There was something so sexy about the 'morning after', especially the *first* morning after.. .

Mac smiled. "Morning," he said, his hands finding their way to Daniel's butt. Slowly Daniel opened his arms and placed them around Mac, careful not to spill the cold contents of the cups down his new lover's back, while Mac nudged him to the side a little until he'd formed a shield between him and his brother's watchful gaze.

"I'm sorry about him," Mac whispered, screwing his face up a little. Daniel shrugged, his leg coming to wrap around behind Mac's now, as both men lent against the wall.

"If I minded would I be doing this in front of him?" Daniel asked. Mac lifted a brow.

"No..?" he looked so boy like, then he grinned, his tongue touching the tips of his bottom teeth.

Daniel caught his breath. "Or.. this.." he closed in for a kiss, allowing himself to lean fully against his lover.

Mac's hands trailed over the butt then up the back, catching up the t-shirt and Jack caught a glimpse of the strong back, covered in red marks. He raised his brow. His brother must be an animal in the bedroom!!

When the sound of the soft moans and moist kisses grew too much for him, Jack stood up.

"Okay, okay! I get the point!" he held his hands over his head. Daniel and Mac pulled back.

"Sorry," Mac smiled bashfully, having really forgotten about his brother's presence for a moment.

"Oh, Jack, you still here?" Daniel's eyes were half closed and Jack knew that the man only *half* meant that remark as a joke. He also knew it was pay back for all the times he and Teal'c got lost in their passion around the anthropologist. He actually respected the geek for the turn-about.

"Yeah, I'm still here!" Jack shook his head as he laughed. "Give me those!" he took the cups from Daniel and finally the anthropologist could run his hands over Mac while Jack went into the kitchen to make the coffee, leaving the two alone. Fun was fun, but he also knew when it was time for some privacy between a couple, too.

"Sorry I slept in," Daniel said, feeling the now familiar body beneath the white t-shirt.

"I'm an early riser.." Mac shrugged. Daniel grinned but said nothing.

"I was going to take you to the markets," Mac said.

Daniel frowned. "Markets, why?"

"Hey, Danny, you got anything to eat?" came Jack's voice from the kitchen. Mac and Daniel exchanged looks.

"Oh," Daniel laughed softly when he realised his 'fridge was void of anything that was actually edible.

"He does call you Danny," Mac nodded. Daniel frowned then nodded.

"Yeah, always has.."

"I think he likes you," Mac whispered.

"I think he *loves* Teal'c," Daniel corrected him without battering an eyelash at the statement. Mac shrugged then allowed Daniel to push out of the tight embrace and go into the kitchen.

"Hey Danny, where's the food in this place?" Jack said when the man entered the kitchen.

"In the fridge, but after 3 missions in one week, with no night here at home, I think something is living in there," he sighed and reached in and grabbed the milk. He did a double take then looked up as Mac entered the room.

Jack groaned. "You didn't leave Mac alone with your fridge, did you?'

Daniel looked at Jack. "Why?"

"So I cleaned it out, it's no big deal," Mac held his hands up and shrugged.

"Oh," Daniel nodded.

"You have a fetish.." Jack sighed.

"No, I just don't like looking at dead food in the fridge.." Mac shrugged.

"Unless you have a live chicken walking around in there .. all food's dead, Mac.." Jack said, taking the milk from Daniel and pouring it into the cups.

"You know what I mean!" his brother sighed.

Daniel looked back in at the completely empty fridge, then put the milk on the clean empty shelf. He looked a little stunned.

"You okay?" Mac asked him. Daniel nodded.

"Yeah, I'm not used to someone cleaning out my fridge, that's all," he said, frowning.

"See, told you!" Jack stared at Mac.

"Oh, shut up," Mac snapped playfully then his eyes followed Daniel out of the room. Jack frowned and immediately stepped off to follow his friend but Mac held his hand up to him to stop him from following then headed off after Daniel himself.

"Hey," he sat on the edge of the bed next to him.

"Sorry," Daniel straightened up.

"If you want, I can put it all back in the fridge.." Mac raised his hand towards the doorway. Daniel laughed and patted his thigh gently.

"No, It's.. I'm not used to having anyone care about me, I guess.."

"I cared enough to know that food was inedible, Dan.." Mac said, missing the point. Daniel looked at him.

"I thought you'd gotten dressed and were eager for me to wake up so you could go.."

Mac stared into his eyes as he shook his head.

"I hung around for nearly 2 hours. In that time I cleaned out your fridge, showered, shaved, dressed, took out your trash, watched your fish a while, bought four boxes of cookies, then finally," he caught his breath then gave a sweet smile as he gazed into Daniel's eyes, "I sat and watched you sleeping for a while then I woke you up.." he watched Daniel blink quickly, a hint of a frown in his eyes, so he touched his cheek with his fingertips, "because I was lonely for you.."

Daniel frowned. Mac sighed softly now, his eyes never leaving Daniel's face as his voice dropped to a low, deep voice, "you know, you're gorgeous when you're sleeping. So much like a little boy. Your lips," he brushed his finger over the slightly pouted bottom lip, "they're so bitable, and when you sleep they part, and you breathe through them," he said in almost a whisper.

Daniel swallowed. "I.. do?"

Mac nodded. "And you sleep on your stomach, arms over your head, the muscles bulging a little.. your back, so broad.. so strong.." He slipped his hand down the strong back now, sending a shiver down Daniel's spine and his cock hardened at the reaction. The blue eyes staring back so intently at him were dilated.

"Stay again.. tonight.." Daniel whispered. Mac nodded.

"I was hoping you'd ask.."

Daniel blinked quickly and his mouth moved, but no sound came out as he stared deeply into the chocolate brown eyes of his lover.

"But right now," Mac stood and held his hand out to Daniel, "we have a visitor."

Daniel liked the sound of that: 'we have a visitor.' It had been so long since he'd shared his life with anyone and never anyone as attractive, attentive and passionate as Mac was.

When they re-emerged from the room Jack was sitting in the lounge, drinking his coffee. He stood and his brown eyes fixed onto Daniel's with genuine concern.

"You okay?"

Daniel nodded then smiled. "I'm fine. We're heading off to the markets, you interested in coming along?"

"Oh, going to buy food, huh? There's a good idea," Jack teased.

Mac and Daniel laughed together. "Interested?" his friend asked.

Jack caught the look from his brother and shook his head as he leant down and put the coffee cup onto the table.

"Nah, I have to go. Teal'c and I would like it if you two would come for lunch, say around 1? He's cooking.."

Crossing his arms over his chest Daniel checked his watch. It was almost eleven.

"Well, you're here, so I guess that means there might actually *be* food this time," Daniel teased then twisted at the waist to look at Mac, "if we can manage to keep him here until then, that is.."

Jack pointed at him as he smiled. "You're funny," he said, and Mac laughed loudly. "Interested? If not, I'll just go home and ravish him instead," Jack shrugged nonchalantly.

Daniel shook his head. "Well, you know how much I enjoy torturing you Jack, so yeah, I'll be there.. so don't go home and ravish him. Let him cook!" he laughed and looked at Mac, letting him make up his own mind.

"Of course I'll come too," he nodded, still grinning at Daniel's teasing of Jack.

"You know how much I enjoy you torturing me, Danny boy!" Jack pinched his cheek and laughed.

"Will Sam be there?" Daniel asked cautiously as Jack moved over to the steps to the front door. Mac frowned.

"No, Danny, just the four of us," Jack understood. Daniel nodded and gave a sigh of relief.

"Well, I'm off home, to see if Teal'c needs me to help him with his meat, or something," Jack raised his brow.

Daniel groaned and shook his head. "Please, drive slowly. I will be hungry at lunch time, and not for take out Chinese again.." he walked his friend to the door.

"Oh, that's funny too, Jackson!"

"Yeah, Jack, I'm just full of wit.."

Jack laughed, "what was that? Did you say ..?

Daniel cut off his next word as he shoved his friend towards the front door gently. Mac shook his head at the good camaraderie between the two of them.

"Bye Mac," Jack waved over his shoulder. "Have a nice morning you two!" he teased while slapping the back of his hand against Daniel's chest. Mac lifted his hand over his head and gave a little wave and then smiled when Daniel sighed with relief after he shut the door, leaning back on it probably to be sure Jack didn't return. Mac leapt up to the doorway and hugged him tightly.

"Oh?" Daniel smiled, running his hand over the blond hair.

"What's Sam to you?' Mac asked.

"Huh?"

"I got the feeling there was something there," Mac shrugged, putting his arm around Daniel's shoulders and leading him to the living room again.

"No, not me. She was after you last night. I thought it might be a little awkward if we show up together with her there.."

Mac nodded, understanding now. "I thought there was something there between you two.."

"There is. She's like my little sister," he said.

Mac nodded again. "But you're not interested in her?"

Daniel screwed up his nose and shook his head. "Not in the least."

o0o.

Daniel enjoyed strolling through the markets with Mac. It was nice to have the company, and Mac was always making him laugh at something. He watched as Mac headed over to a flea stall and picked up a long lined worn brown leather jacket. Daniel nodded that he liked it and Mac held it out to him, calling him over with a wave of his arm.

"No," Daniel shook his head as he stepped up next to him.

"Come on, live a little.." Mac tugged the jacket the anthropologist was wearing off and flung the leather jacket into his arms.

Sighing at his handsome lover, Daniel pulled the jacket on reluctantly, then ran his hands over the soft leather. Mac nodded his approval then indicated to a nearby mirror for Daniel to check it out for himself. Standing before his reflection, the anthropologist agreed that it suited him. The fit was good and it reached down to his thighs - which was always a look Daniel preferred, and the light brown skin almost matched his own hair colour. He was interested enough to at least check out the price on it. He found the tag and shook his head as he pulled the garment off, taking his own coat back from Mac now. The trouble shooter was disappointed but smiled anyway.

"Come on, we've got food to buy," Daniel said as he pinched a fold in the sleeve of Mac's own leather jacket and tugged the man along behind him. The stall owner smiled as she watched the two men head off together.

Daniel seemed to lose Mac once they reached the food section of the market. He frowned and looked around, but couldn't see him anywhere. Shrugging his shoulders, he set about buying some meat, fruit and vegetables for the two of them for the weekend.

He was in the fruit section sniffing a mango when Mac finally caught up to him.

"Where did you go?" he asked, holding out the money for the bag of fruit to the stall owner. Mac dug through the brown paper bag he was carrying and held up a bag of strawberries.

"Oh?" Daniel smiled and waited until they were walking to ask, in a low voice, "do I get whipped cream with them?"

Mac laughed. "Oh, definitely," he nodded and nudged Daniel with his shoulder. The two men laughed as they headed out of the markets and back to Daniel's car.

o0o.

Back at the apartment once more, Daniel smiled at the well stocked fridge again. He looked over his shoulder at Mac who was standing behind him, expertly whipping cream by hand.

"Very good, at least you'll eat well this weekend," Mac said with a grin. Daniel turned and stuck his finger into the bowl of fluffy white cream before bringing his finger up to his lips and licking it slowly. Mac groaned as he smiled. Daniel re-dipped his finger and put it to Mac's lips. The older man hesitated, then he closed his mouth over Daniel's finger, licking and sucking the cream off as he stared into the bright blue eyes before him.

"Come on, I can't wait any longer," Mac said, grabbing the strawberries out of the fridge and heading into the loungeroom with the bowl of cream in the other hand.

"We're having lunch in about an hour," Daniel reminded him, but followed him nonetheless.

"That's okay," Mac shrugged and knelt beside the coffee table, inviting Daniel over with a sweep of his arm. "Judging by their past record, it seems prudent to stock up on food before going to my brother's place to eat."

Daniel laughed as he nodded his agreement and then sat on the floor beside Mac. The older man dipped the full, ripe strawberry into the fluffy white cream and held it up to his lover. Smiling at him, and after pressing his glasses back up his nose again, Daniel took a hesitant bite.

"Dan..!" Mac laughed at the feeble attempt. Daniel grabbed one and dipped it and held it up for him.

"You do better," he said, holding his other hand under the chin to catch any wayward cream. Mac's tongue came out and licked at the cream tentatively, and Daniel felt himself harden slightly, then Mac opened his mouth wide and took the whole large strawberry into his mouth, laughing as he tried to chew then swallow it.

Daniel laughed. "Well, I'm impressed.." he nodded.

Mac held another one up. "Impress me.."

Daniel leaned closer, his hand cupping Mac's as he took the whole strawberry into his mouth. Mac sighed and Daniel laughed as he, too, had trouble chewing the oversized fruit and then swallowing it.

"Impressed yet?" Daniel asked around a mouthful of fruit. Mac's hand cupped the throat, his thumb ever-so-lightly stroking Daniel's Adam Apple as he swallowed the food.

"I was.. last night.." Mac said softly then he stroked Daniel's cheek with his curled fingers.

"Me too," Daniel nodded. Mac shifted closer, his hand coming up to brush some hair off Daniel's cheek.

"How long before we have to be at Jack's?" he asked. Daniel shrugged then they both grinned, then Mac turned to the bowl of cream and scooped out some onto his fingertips. Daniel opened his mouth but Mac shook his head. The younger man frowned then saw Mac's eyes dip to his crotch. He nodded and started to get up to head to the bathroom, but Mac grabbed his wrist.

"Don't go anywhere.." he said.

Daniel frowned. "But last night you said you didn't like.."

Mac shrugged. "For some reason, with you, I don't think I'll mind.." he smiled gently. Daniel blinked and stared at him a moment before kneeling up and slowly unbuttoning his jeans.

o0o

Jack looked into the dark brown eyes before him.

"I do not think this is such a good idea," the deep voice purred. Jack kissed Teal'c along the jaw line then up behind the ear.

"That's okay. I think it's a 'good idea' enough for the both of us," Jack smiled as he nibbled the soft dark earlobe. Teal'c inhaled sharply.

"O'Neill, the food will not be cooked by the time DanielJackson and MacGyver arrive," he sighed softly, starting to give in to the warm tongue in the ear.

"Danny's gonna be busy with Mac, they wont be here for hours," Jack purred, his fingers nimbly unbuttoning Teal'c's shirt now. The Jaffa squirmed to allow it to fall to the floor and Jack looked down and caught his breath at the sight of the dark, chiseled body before him.

"Teal'c how long have we been together?" his hand slipped down the rounded chest muscle, over the little hardened nub then over the undulating surface of the stomach, stopping over the X. Soon he felt the snub nose of the infant Goa'uld as it tried to poke out of its cocoon, as it always did once Teal'c started to get aroused. Jack wasn't allowing it, and finally the little thing gave up and curled up to sleep within Teal'c's warm pouch. Jack smiled. He'd beaten the 'snake' again.

"It will be exactly 12 months on Friday," the Jaffa finally answered him after watching Jack's little victory over his Goa'uld.

Jack frowned and looked up. "On Friday, will it?"

Teal'c nodded.

Jack raised his brow. He should buy Teal'c a gift. He tried to make a mental note, but knew he was fighting a losing battle. He'd get Daniel to remind him just to be sure.

"What was the purpose of your question, lover?" Teal'c asked.

"I want to know when the mere sight of you is going to stop me getting a hard on?"

"I should hope," Teal'c gripped Jack under the arms and lifted him in the air, allowing Jack's legs to wrap around the thick waist, "never." The alien pushed him back against the wall.

"Me, too," Jack smiled as he ran a hand down the dark face. His thumb brushed the very full lips lightly. How he loved to look down and see this mouth wrapped around his shaft! He looked up into the smoldering eyes again. He smiled then bowed his head as he wrapped his arms tightly around Teal'c head and neck, his lips brushing his lover's ear.

"Take me to the room," he whispered. Teal'c obeyed and effortlessly carried his lover to the bedroom, tossing him onto the bed as he crawled onto it with him. Jack stared up at him as the alien concentrated on removing Jack's jeans. With a quick swoop, they were gone, as were the jockeys he was wearing beneath them. Teal'c straddled Jack's hips as he pushed the sweater up and over his lover's head. Now fully naked, Jack rolled Teal'c onto his back and started removing all his clothing. Once they were both naked Teal'c laid on his back again, allowing Jack to sit over his thighs.

"Think junior will mind?" he grinned.

"I do not care," Teal'c smiled as he placed his hand into his pouch and removed the Goa'uld, which screamed in protest at being disturbed. Jack smiled as he held the glass jar out to Teal'c, allowing the Jaffa to drop the infant into the canister carefully. Then Jack placed it onto the bedside table and turned back to face his lover. Reaching down, he kissed the large, full lips, his tongue licking at the softness, his mouth hungry to consume Teal'c's passion.

Teal'c's hand came down to engulf the firm erection now, pumping slowly as Jack groaned into his mouth.

"Ooh, baby.." he mumbled.

Teal'c's large tongue filled his lover's mouth fully, reaching further back than any human's was possible. Jaffa's had developed a little differently over the centuries, and Teal'c's tongue was long enough to reach the back of Jack's mouth. For Jack, it was almost like sucking on a mere human's cock, only much more pliable and sensual. And Jaffa's were not only bigger in body and tongue, but extremely well built in *all* areas. Therefore, he had never been able to fully deep throat Teal'c but he did a pretty good job of it. The officer sucked at the long hot tongue and Teal'c moved over him, his knees spreading Jack's thighs as he crawled between his legs. Jack's hips arched off the mattress, he was eager to be inside Teal'c again. The alien pushed back, kneeling now between Jack's legs as he lifted his lover off the mattress with his strong arms, holding him high enough for him to reach the tight ring at the back of Jack.

Jack groaned as Teal'c's tongue swiped at him, leaving him covered in spit, then he lowered him to the bed again and positioned himself at the entrance to his lover.

"I love you," Teal'c said as he stared down at Jack, holding one hand out to his mate.

"I know.." Jack pressed his palm against Teal'c's then they entwined fingers, " I love you too.."

Teal'c smiled then he gripped Jack's hip firmly with his free hand and impaled his lover with his hard shaft. Jack squeezed Teal'c's hand tightly as he stifled his cry yet again, then he dropped his hand and gripped the bedding into his fist. Teal'c moved gently within him, and finally Jack relaxed his body. Looking up into the dark eyes above him he smiled.

"You'd think by now I'd be used to that.."

Teal'c brushed some of Jack's fringe off his face gently. "It is always an incredible feeling entering your body, my lover," he whispered, almost like it was a moment to revere. Jack smiled as he reached up and cupped the large, dark face above him.

"For me too," he said, bringing the mouth down to kiss softly. Teal'c pulled back and smiled as he slipped slowly in and out of his hot lover, one hand gripping around Jack's thigh tightly, leaving red indents on the colonel's skin, while the other arm bulged with the strain of keeping himself above Jack, not touching his body with his own at all.

Suddenly Teal'c started to shudder slightly and Jack smiled. Soon the dark eyes opened and Teal'c looked down at him. The time had come.

"I am ready," he said softly.

Jack just nodded and then sighed languidly as Teal'c finally lowered his body onto Jack's, the colonel's rigid erection pushing into the soft pouch in his lover's stomach. Both men groaned loudly. For Teal'c it was an experience that many Jaffa were used to, and was just a small part of the Jaffa Mating Ritual, the enjoyment heightened by the many nerve endings that ran along the sensitive lips of the X.

For Jack it was an incredible feeling. Discovered by accident during one session very early on in their relationship, he listened as Teal'c explained about the Ritual, and he was eager to learn more about it. Finding the sensation incredibly pleasurable, he told Teal'c that he would like to continue having sex in this manner, but that the 'snake' had to go, as it distracted him whenever it rubbed his tip while he was inside. Teal'c agreed and they started removing the infant during their sex, and replacing him immediately afterwards.

Jack actually surprised himself at how much he enjoyed sex this way. He realised that each point of the X rubbed at his shaft, giving him the sensation that he could only be akin to having sharp fingernails scratching gently along his shaft. Or teeth clenching around it carefully. His tip was immersed in soft, warm folds within the pouch, and it gave him a sensation like no other, something that he found he craved over and over, each and every day. It heightened his sexual pleasure in a way nothing on earth could and he enjoyed the fact that he was both fucking and being fucked at the same time.

But the pleasure never lasted long, because both men always came so quickly once they reached this point of love making. And it was about to happen again..

Teal'c's breathing became labored, his strike into Jack stronger and more furious as Jack used his strong legs to thrust his hips and keep his own rhythm going.

"Arggg! O'Neill!" Teal'c voice boomed as the Jaffa reached his crescendo. Jack knew to hold still at this point, for with the force that Teal'c slammed into him now, he was likely to do damage if he struck at the wrong angle. Instead Jack pawed at the sweat covered thick shoulders, his nails digging deeply into the flesh as Teal'c hammered himself into his lover, loudly gasping and calling out in a language that was not English, then all of a sudden, he shuddered violently then went quiet. Jack waited, anticipating what would happen next. He was yanked around as Teal'c fell onto his back, allowing him to finish off within the Jaffa's stomach.

Jack held himself up over Teal'c's damp face as he stared down into his lover's eyes while he thrust himself in and out of him now. All too soon he was crying out Teal'c's name as he dropped onto the large chest, shuddering and draining his body fully into his beautiful lover. The Jaffa's large hands went down to grip each of Jack's thighs, which laid spread open wide across the thick dark stomach. After a few moments Jack looked up and a bead of perspiration rolled down his forehead and aimed for his eye, but Teal'c wiped it away first. The exhausted men smiled at each other.

"Now I know that the meat will not be ready for when DanielJackson and MacGyver arrive," Teal'c said in a soft, deep voice as he returned his hands to gripping Jack's thighs. The officer actually lent his elbows onto Teal'c's broad chest as he looked down at him.

"They'll understand," he shrugged. Teal'c's brow arched slightly and Jack laughed. "They will!" he said before leaning down and kissing the full lips once more.

o0o

Daniel's eyes fluttered open and he sat up quickly, looking around the room. Mac was curled up around his leg, the naked man's hair cascaded down Daniel's bare leg.

"Mac," he patted him to wake him. "Mac, wake up," he whispered and pushed him off his leg so he could get up. Wincing at the numbness in his backside now, due to falling asleep in a sitting position, Daniel stood and headed to the kitchen, grabbing his glasses off the coffee table on his way through.

"MAC!" he yelled from the kitchen, and the trouble shooter was in there in a flash, his arms going around his naked lover's waist from behind as he tried to stop the head spin he was having from getting up way too quickly.

"What?" Mac asked, his heart pounding rapidly.

"It's almost 2!" Daniel said hurrying out of the kitchen. Mac looked at the clock on the microwave then cringed. Jack was going to have a field day with them now! He ran into the bathroom and joined Daniel in the shower, where they washed off remnants of whipped cream from their bodies.

Mac was pulling on one of Daniel's black cable knitted sweaters when he saw the younger man searching for something.

"What have you lost?" he frowned and sat on the bed to pull on his socks and boots.

"My coat?" Daniel frowned, highly distracted by the lost item.

"The one you wore this morning?"

"Yeah," Daniel stopped, putting his hands on his hips and tilting his head as he looked across the room at Mac. "You seen it?"

"I think you left it in the car," Mac stood and tapped his foot onto the floor to secure the boot properly.

"Damn," he sighed. Mac looked up at him.

"I thought we were taking the bike anyway?" he said.

"We are.." Daniel nodded then frowned as Mac smiled.

"Well, in that case, you should wear a leather jacket," he said. Daniel rolled his eyes.

"I don't have a leather.." He stopped when Mac handed him a brown paper bag. He looked at it then at Mac.

"What did you do?" he frowned, opening the bag slowly. Mac shrugged.

"You looked so damn good in it," he smiled watching as Daniel pulled the brown leather jacket from the bag.

"Mac, you really shouldn't have.." He shook his head, looking like he wasn't going to take it as he held it out to Mac again. The older man's heart slumped.

"Really, Dan, I want you to have it, please!" He forced the jacket back towards Daniel again. The anthropologist shook his head.

"I can't. It was nearly 200 dollars Mac.."

"So what? I've got it, and I wanted to buy you this, please, don't.." He placed his hand on the soft leather then looked up at Daniel. "..if you care anything for me, let me do this for you," he said, wrapping his arms around his lover's shoulders and pulling in for a cuddle. Quickly he pulled back then stepped away, speaking with his back to Daniel now.

"Sorry, that was emotional blackmail," he muttered, shaking his head. Daniel looked at the coat then at Mac.

"Mac.." he called softly and waited for the other man to turn around, then slowly he slipped the jacket on over his black wool turtle necked top making Mac smile.

"It really does suit you, you know," he said coming back to stand before him. Daniel stepped up and wrapped his arms around Mac's waist.

"Thank you," he kissed him tenderly, then slipped his tongue into Mac's mouth, listening as the other man moaned softly as their tongues jousted gently and all the while Mac enjoyed the feeling of Daniel wrapped in the soft tanned leather.

o0o

Daniel lifted his leg off the back of the back of the bike and then waited for Mac to steady the bike onto its stand. Grabbing his helmet from the seat, Mac turned and they headed up to the front door together, the trouble shooter allowing the younger anthropologist to walk a little ahead, enjoying the site of the casual ëhands tucked into the back pockets, jacket caught upí look from behind. Just as well he knew Daniel was wearing underwear now, or he might have an even harder time keeping his hands off him. Daniel turned as he walked, and caught Mac checking out the view. He laughed gently and held his hand out, gripping Mac by the upper arm in a casual action to bring the other man up to him, both shaking their heads in amusement now.

"What's the bet they still haven't cooked anything?" Mac joked, trying to change the subject, as he looked at Daniel from the corner of his eye. Daniel smiled.

"Oh I'd say it's a pretty safe bet, despite *us* being late!" he nodded knowingly.

Mac laughed, shaking his head slightly. "My brother's an animal.."

Daniel bit his lips together then lent closer to Mac as they hopped up the steps to the front door together, "must run in your family!"

Mac grinned and shrugged the archaeologist away gently. "Hey, that was your fault earlier.."

"Oh?" the blue eyes were a picture of innocence behind the lenses.

Mac shook his head, his blond fringe bobbing as he did. "Don't give me that look!"

"Hey!" Daniel laughed, "you're the one that.." he lent closer and whispered, "smeared that cream on me!"

Mac smiled. "Yeah, but you're the one that let me!"

Daniel laughed loudly now as he shook his head and muttered teasingly, "Strawberries, nuts and whipped cream.." then he jutted his chin forward as he stared at Mac, "what a tasty combination."

Mac swallowed hard as he stared into the smiling blue eyes. "Don't do that to me.." he said, suddenly breathless.

Daniel's brow furrowed as he pushed his glasses back up his nose, "what's that?" he asked innocently.

"Look at me like that.." Mac stared at him and the look gave Daniel a strange feeling. He tilted his head in silent question, and Mac groaned gutturally, then, shaking his head, he sighed with a smile as he stared at Daniel's mouth, "you're too god damn hot and .." his smile grew a more serious as he confessed, ".. I can't bear having to keep my hands off you, Dan.."

He looked up to meet the surprised blue eyes, for Daniel *was* surprised.. by Mac's honesty, his intensity, his passion and by the way he himself was reacting internally to the trouble shooter's candid confession.

As he blindly reached out to press the doorbell, Daniel held the stare, then a bolt of warmth went through him as he watched Mac's smile grow again, a little self-consciously, then the blond man blew out a deep breath and laughed at his own intensity, turning away a little. He realised he'd made his partner uncomfortable.

Daniel looked down at his feet while he waited, only looked up when the door opened. Jack was grinning like the cat that got the cheese.

"Well, well, you're finally here!"

Mac waited for Daniel to head in first then he followed him and Jack instantly sensed the slight tension between the men, the edge coming off his smile when he did.

"Where's Teal'c?" Daniel asked, his hands resting casually in his jeans back pockets again as he looked around the open plan house.

"He's outside, in the shade house." Jack frowned, then reached out and touched Daniel's leather clad arm. "Nice jacket."

Daniel nodded then headed outside, without so much as a glance at Mac. Jack turned to his brother and saw the look of regret on his face.

"What happened?" he asked in a quiet voice, "when I left you two this morning you couldn't be happier?"

Mac shrugged then looked Jack.

"Come on, I can see it.. I can *sense* it.. what's wrong?"

Mac's tongue poked out to wipe slowly along his bottom lip as he sighed heavily, then shrugged.

"I kinda said.." he cringed and stopped himself.

"Said what?" Jack asked cautiously, knowing Mac's problem with falling too far, too fast sometimes.

Mac blew out a breath then slid back to sit on the dining room table. "Something I shouldn't have, I guess," indicating the door that Daniel had just left through. Jack's crease between his eyes grew deeper as he watched his despondent brother carefully.

"And I kinda.. " Mac looked down at the hands clasped in his lap now, then cringed as he looked up at his brother again, "well, I bought.."

"Don't tell me you bought him that jacket?" Jack screwed his eyes up. Mac sighed, rubbed his face and nodded, making Jack groan loudly. "Mac!"

The trouble shooter sighed heavily.

o0o

Daniel had found Teal'c outside and they were now standing together in the mid-sized, vine covered courtyard that Jack had created about six months previously, to give him and Teal'c some privacy in the otherwise open backyard. Teal'c was tending to the meat on the hand built barbecue that Jack had made in the center of the shade house. The walls were covered in heavy shade cloth and vine dripped down from the rooftop on every side. The warm breeze still filled the room, as well as the aroma of the flower garden just outside the room, and the ground was covered in rough hewed bricks that Jack and Teal'c had salvaged from a neighbouring house when it was being redesigned. The best part about it was, that as much as it was like being in the shade of a very large tree, it was totally private and the neighbours couldn't seen in at all, due to Jack's clever design and use of shade. For Jack, it was his favourite place during the long hot summer. He and Teal'c spent many warm nights on a makeshift bed of rugs and blankets, enjoying each other in their little oasis.

"You seem a little preoccupied, my friend," Teal'c said after having to nudge Daniel out of yet another day dream.

"Oh," he pushed his glasses up his nose, "sorry, I was.. thinking.."

"So I could see. ." he gave a gentle smile, "Is something the matter?"

Daniel bit the inside of his cheek as his eyes grew dark.

"When you and Jack got together.. how long did it take you to know, I mean, really know, that.. well.. that he was .. well," he shrugged, toying nervously with the tongs. Teal'c lifted his brow as he turned a little to face the house.

A warm smile kissed his lips as his eyes softened a little. "As you well know, DanielJackson, I was in love with O'Neill long before we 'got together'," he turned back to Daniel and met the wide eyed stare.

Nodding and then looking down, Daniel flicked the tongs open and shut as he spoke, "Yeah, I guess you were," he said in a drawn out voice, "but, well once the physical stuff.. started.. *cough*.. how did you know it wasn't just.." He stopped abruptly as the tongs sprung out of his hand, spun in mid air then fell to the brick floor. Teal'c tilted his head as he waited for Daniel to pick up the utensil then the younger man walked over and hooked them over the railing on the back porch, as a reminder not to use them. He turned back to Teal'c again, and the Jaffa noted not only the incredible look of discomfort in his friend's eyes but the hue of pink over his cheeks now.

He opened his mouth to say something but the back door slid open and Jack and Mac came out. Only the lower parts of their legs could be seen until they came down the steps then into the shade house. Jack was holding two beers while Mac carried two juices, handing one to Teal'c as he entered the shade house.

"Refreshments," Jack smiled as he handed Daniel his beer. The anthropologist toyed with the unopened bottle then nodded a thanks.

"Thank you," Teal'c smiled lovingly at Jack as he lent closer for a quick kiss.

Daniel bit his lips together then looked away. He reached out and put the bottle onto the back porch then, squinting, he stepped out of the shade of the canopy of vine and into the yard. Mac's eyes flicked over to watch him go out the room and Jack's eyes narrowed as he saw the hurt in his brother's eyes.

"Hey," he called gently, catching Mac's attention and the two men exchanged warm smiles. Mac shrugged then seemed to shake himself out of it and go over to Jack.

Jack was standing behind Teal'c, one hand holding his beer the other running up and down his lover's front as he spoke, "you know, I'm glad we're over all that.." he was talking to Mac. Teal'c lifted his brow and turned slightly to Jack.

"All what?"

Jack kissed the broad back through the black t-shirt then he tightened his grip and squeezed Teal'c as he said, "it's nothing, lover.." then looked at Mac, who was standing over by a wall, shredding a vine leaf in his hand. Patting the broad back, Jack went over to Mac.

"You wanna tell me why this has you in such a spin?"

Mac frowned, then shrugged. "I've made him uncomfortable.."

Jack considered this reply then shook his head, pointing with the hand around the beer bottle. "No, there's more back there.."

Mac looked up into his brother's dark eyes then shrugged. Jack nodded. That was such a typical O'Neill, well MacGyver, reaction! Hide all feelings!

"Come on, what you said to Danny wasn't that bad.. so I have to know.. what's eating you?"

Mac shrugged. "If it wasn't that bad, why's he so weird?"

Jack laughed, trying to curb the incredible urge to say that Daniel was just a weird guy, but he saw the sincerity in Mac's eyes. "He's.. Um, well Danny's .. .. "

"Sorry," came the voice from behind them. Both men turned around, cringing a little as they looked at Daniel.

"Oh.. err.. I think Teal'c needs my assistance.. Teal'c!" Jack held his drink up and headed over to his confused lover.

Mac coughed to clear his throat. "Sorry.." he smiled.

Daniel shook his head. "No, that was my line!" he grinned.

Mac blinked quickly, glad to see the smile return to that beautiful face.

"Listen.. Dan.." he started to say, but Daniel held his hand up and looked back over his shoulder at Jack, who made a clumsy attempt to look away. Laughing to himself, Daniel indicated to Mac to take a walk in the garden. He nodded and the two of them headed outside.

"Damn.." Jack sighed. Teal'c raised his brow as he paused from piling the cooked meat onto the plate Jack was holding.

"I do not understand. Do you not wish for the two of them to work it out?"

"Yeah," Jack sighed then Teal'c's face broke out in a big smile.

"You are so nosy, my lover.." he kissed the tip of Jack's nose.

"He's my brother," Jack shrugged, "I have to look out for him!"

Teal'c looked outside then back at the man straining to see around the corner at where Daniel and Mac were standing, backs to them, talking at the back of the large yard.

"He seems to be looking out for himself.." Teal'c took the plate and headed inside. Jack followed him, stopping on the bottom step then turning around and whistling loudly to get their attention. He waved his hand over his head and Daniel waved back at him. Jack paused a second, then went inside.

o0o

Daniel and Mac entered the quiet house then frowned. The food was on the table, but there was no sign of Jack or Teal'c. They exchanged wary glances then grinned and shook their heads. Suddenly Teal'c headed down from the bathroom area while Jack entered through the front door. The two men exchanged quick glances again, realising they were both thinking the wrong thing, then they laughed loudly.

"Well, that's good to hear," Jack stole a sausage from the plate then waved at them to sit down as he headed into the kitchen to give Teal'c some help. Mac sat next to Daniel and their knees brushed together gently. They smiled at each other then Mac placed his hand on Daniel's thigh, enjoying the small groan he made as he squeezed him tightly.

"What were we thinking?" Mac laughed quietly. Daniel reached over and stole a sausage from the plate offering it to Mac, but he screwed up his nose. Daniel shrugged and bit into it.

"You don't eat meat?" he frowned.

Mac grinned, "sometimes.. "

Daniel laughed then nodded. "You're a fussy date.."

"You know, Murdoc used to say.." Mac stopped himself. Daniel licked his lips, then his fingers as he frowned.

"Who's Murdoc?"

Mac looked down then spoke quietly. "He's.. he and I were together awhile, but.. he's.. dead now.." he said, struggling to let the words come out.

Daniel placed his hand over Mac's on his knee and Mac looked up and tried to smile but it came out a hesitant shrug. It always did when he thought about Murdoc. Even after all these years.

"Obviously you were very close.." Daniel said quietly, leaning closer to keep his voice low. Mac looked up, he had a lost look in his eyes now. "The only man I think I'll ever really.. love.." he said candidly. Daniel looked at the pain that filled Mac's face now.

"How long ago did he die?"

Mac shook his head and Daniel sensed he didn't want to discuss it. Squeezing his hand once more, he gave a reassuring smile as Mac looked up.

The trouble shooter shook his head. "I'm sorry, Dan.."

"For what? Having a history?" he reached over and grabbed another sausage. This time Mac grabbed his hand and bit the end off first, making Daniel smile.

"Well, you seem to know about all the men in my life.. Murdoc .. Pete.." he shrugged, a little embarrassed. "I'm like an open book to you," he shook his head.

Daniel wiped his fingers on his jeans and then brought his hand to Mac's cheek.

"I like knowing about you, and the fact that you have a past means nothing to me.." he said honestly. Mac blinked, his tongue sitting on the tips of his bottom teeth.

"Why?" he finally asked.

Daniel raised his brow. "What?"

"Why do I want to tell you everything?" he asked as if the younger man should know the answer. But Daniel didn't and he just gave a shrug in response.

"You've hardly told me *everything*, Mac, all I have are names.."

Mac nodded. "That's a lot more than most get," he said honestly. Daniel blinked and then considered what it must have meant to Mac to trust him so much.

Wanting to change the subject he chose the first thing that popped into his head. "So, Jack's right? You've really got feelings for this Pete guy then?" Suddenly he wasn't sure if what he was feeling was curiosity.. or jealousy.

Mac frowned at the question. "I really don't know.." he sighed at the tired argument in his head.

"I think you do.." Daniel pinched another sausage. Mac licked his bottom lips slowly then shrugged. "You should tell him," Daniel said. Mac shook his head.

"He's old enough to be my father.." he laughed and reached over and spooned some salad onto his plate.

"And that bothers you?" Daniel took the bowl from him, then raised his brow, wrinkling his forehead. "Realistically, Mac, there's a good ten years between us."

The troubleshooter hadn't given that any thought but now he, too, raised his brow. "Geez, I suppose, only with Pete.. I don't know.. he's always been like this father figure to me."

"God knows, you've needed one.." Jack said, heading out of the kitchen, tucking his top back into his pants. Daniel licked his shiny lips as he looked up at the colonel.

"You took your time, huh?"

Jack met his stare then laughed. "Didn't know you were timing.." he said.

Daniel lifted his brow as he handed another bowl of salad to Mac.

"You were conspicuous by your absence.." he said, looking up again. Jack laughed.

"So did you find the salt or whatever it was you were looking for in there?" Mac teased, making Daniel laugh loudly. Jack wagged his finger at them as he sat down. Daniel looked around.

"Where's Teal'c?"

Jack pointed haphazardly to the kitchen. "He'll be out .. in a minute.."

Daniel and Mac exchanged glances then both shook their head as they passed the bowls over to Jack.
 
 End of Part 2

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