The rest of the afternoon was spent enjoying each other's company and the freedom to express and show their feelings with their lover's without reproach.

Daniel sat in the armchair by the stereo unit, Mac sitting on the floor at his feet, his arm hooked over Daniel's thighs. They had been discussing their similar tastes in music and discovered that they both liked Celtic, Classical and some levels of Rock, but they disagreed on actual bands. Mac was also quite interested in Rhythm and Blues, but Daniel screwed his nose up a little at that, and pushed that section of Jack's eclectic CD collection out of Mac's reach. They settled on R.E.M's Green album and we're enjoying the soft sounds of Michael Stipe's voice as they talked.

Mac looked up at the gorgeous man in the tight black turtle neck jumper, and smiled as he lightly rubbed his hand over Daniel's thigh.

"Then I found SAM," he said, then moved his hand to pick up Daniel's hand so that he could kiss the back of it softly then his lips brushed over the skin as he talked. "We hit the road together for a few months, then he decided that he wanted to go to Australia to photograph the ëgreat outback', hoping to make a book on it. He was only going for a few months at the most, but he met a nice girl over there and decided he wanted to stay a while longer," he sighed softly. "I missed him a lot, so I decided to go back to work, keep my mind occupied a while."

A smile turned up the corners of the younger man's mouth and he reached his hand out to tuck some of Mac's long hair off his face.

"I find it hard to believe I'm making it with a father of a teenage boy.." he said in a low voice. Mac grinned.

"Well, you are! Sometimes I don't feel old enough to be a father of a teenage kid, other times I certainly do,' he laughed lightly.

Daniel stared into the dark eyes, then he hesitantly came forward and brushed his lips over Mac's. He pulled back just far enough to focus on Mac's eyes.

"Well, you're the sexiest father I've ever met.." he closed the gap again and Mac sighed deeply as he felt Daniel's tongue fill his mouth. He turned as he started to kneel up but Daniel pushed him back, looking over at Jack and Teal'c, both looking like they were asleep.

"Let's go make a coffee.." Mac smiled as he got to his feet. Daniel nodded and followed him. As he passed by Jack the colonel's eyes opened.

"You want a coffee, Jack?" the younger man asked, smiling down at his dopey faced friend. Jack shook his head slowly and his eyes lulled shut again. Mac smiled as Daniel looked up at him, then they went to the kitchen together.

Mac cleaned the filter while Daniel got the coffee out of the fridge. As Mac returned to Daniel's side he turned and his eyes scanned up the body slowly, finally resting on the big smile on Daniel's face. Hesitantly, Mac leant over and was happy to sense that Daniel was leaning into him as well. Their lips met in a tender kiss then they both straightened up and pulled closer together, Daniel's hand coming up to cradle Mac's jaw while the trouble shooter explored the trim body within his arms. The sound of soft, moist kisses filled the small kitchen, both men angling their faces for better access, then pulling back to place teasing kisses on each other's lips before tilting their faces and parting their mouths widely for deep penetration. Daniel's thigh pressed between Mac's legs, his hips rubbing the man clutched within his arms. They leant back onto the bench, Daniel pinning the blond man against the cupboard as he devoured his mouth, his hands running through the long hair, his fingers ruffling the long blond strands, his fists curling up gathering the silky hair. Mac groaned as he enjoyed the gentle tug on his hair then his head went back as Daniel pulled down on the hair, forcing the man to break the kiss and arch his neck back.

"Holy.. cow!" Mac sighed as Daniel nipped and sucked at his tender throat, the archaeologist breathing heavily as he made his way back up that slender throat and nibbled at the chin before letting go of the hair and allowing Mac to level his eyes onto him.

"I think we should go.. home.." he panted softly as he bit along Mac's jaw.

"I... cant.." Mac sighed deeply. Daniel pulled back and looked down, seeing the already tight jeans crushing the engorged shaft. He looked up and then his hands fumbled with the belt, button and zip. As soon as the pressure was off, Mac tackled Daniel, turning him so that it was him pinned against the cupboard now as he tugged his top out of his jeans, kissing up the smooth chest.

"You drive so me wild Dan..." he sighed gutturally as his mouth explored the soft firm chest then he looked up, "you're so beautiful," he said. Daniel met his stare and then he caught his breath as he felt Mac slowly unzip his pants.

"Mac.. not here.." Daniel whispered but Mac shook his head as he knelt before him.

"Jack won't care.." he kissed the exposed thigh as he eased Daniel's pants down then he stood and helped lift the archaeologist back onto the kitchen bench behind him, dropping the pants to hang around his ankles while Daniel sank back against the wall, his hands reaching out and tangling in the long blond hair. Mac eyed the body before him, then up into the passion filled pools of blue.

"So wild.." he shook his head. Daniel wet his lips, unable to breath as he felt Mac slowly massage him, then the troubleshooter reached blindly for the drawer under the sink, pulling out a brand new dish cloth, wetting it, then smiling at Daniel before wrapping the expsed shaft in the cool cloth.

Daniel gasped at the cold sensation then he smiled as Mac proceeded to clean him gently, tossing the cloth into the sink for later. Groaning loudly, Daniel's head rolling back when he felt Mac gently pushing on his inner thigh, parting his legs more then he dropped his head down, consuming Daniel in one deep penetration. Daniel gasped loudly then groaned as he melted, his hand's tangled in the long hair as Mac's tongue flitted around and beneath the skin covering his head, then Mac gently pulled the skin back and revealed the sensitive tip. Blowing gently onto it, he smiled as he saw and felt the twitch and the shaft expand a little more. Running his hand up the shaft again, he allowed the skin to cover the weeping tip once more, then he closed his mouth over it, tonguing at the folds and the sweet nectar that it contained. Pulling his hand down again, he exposed the pink head once more and swiped his tongue around the helmet before engulfing the head within his warm, moist mouth.

Daniel was so gone by Mac's blow job, enjoying the feeling of hand running up and down his soft inner thighs, cupping his sac gently then smoothing their way up his stomach and chest, to run up to the chin. Daniel caught the long fingers in his mouth and started sucking.

"Mac.." he sighed breathlessly around the fingers. Mac's hand dropped from his mouth and then found the hardened nipple and pinched it, causing Daniel to thrust into his hot mouth.

Jack carefully laid Teal'c head onto the cushion and got up quietly. He went up the steps and then reached the door of the kitchen. He stopped when he saw Mac, still fully dressed, between Daniel's soft golden haired thighs, his hand gliding up the smooth body, his head hiding what he was working on so intently.

Daniel's head lolled over as he caught some movement out of the corner of his eye, and through heavily hooded eyes he saw Jack, the older man standing there his hand on the open door. He looked up from his brother straight into the lustfilled eyes of Daniel. The two men stared at each other a moment then Jack pulled the door closed, giving them the privacy he'd set out to give them in the first place.

Daniel jerked as he burst fourth into Mac's mouth, instinctively thrusting the head down onto him while he rode out the incredible sensations. Then he groaned and cried out softly, "Oh.. god.. Mac," before slumping back against the wall behind him.

Mac rubbed the thighs gently as he straightened up, licking his lips as he swallowed the last of Daniel's large load.

"Your turn.." Daniel smiled with heavy lidded eyes. Mac's hand continued to fondle over the body, over the small folds on the bent stomach, down the firm, biteable thighs. He reached down and bit the thigh, hard,leaving teeth indentations as he gave a deep, lustful groan.

"Too late.." Mac said. Daniel sat forward, his hands cupping Mac's face, then he looked down and saw the wet spot on the side of the cupboard. The men grinned and Daniel grabbed Mac around the back of the head again, and pulled him closer for a bruising kiss, while Mac did his own pants back up again.

"Jack saw us," he said, kissing the swollen lips gently. Mac smiled against Daniel's lips.

"Really?"

"Uh huh.." Daniel poked his tongue out, and Mac rolled his head slightly, letting the tongue tickle the inside of his lips before he sucked it into his mouth forcefully.

"That turns you on.. doesn't it?" Daniel whispered once Mac released his hold on his tongue. Mac nodded.

"Incredibly.." he bit Daniel's bottom lip.

"Thought it did, but you weren't the one exposed .." the archaeologist laughed softly.

Mac shrugged. "You have nothing to be ashamed of, you have an incredible body," he said, drinking in the view of it once more. "So smooth, so .. subtle.. so.." he looked up into the clearing blue eyes, " so sexy.."

Daniel smiled. "You know, you're not so bad yourself.." he ran his hand under the back of Mac's top, feeling the hot skin inside. Mac leant back onto the touch accidentally pressing against the wet, flaccid groin. He groaned and pulled back and Daniel looked down at the wet stain on the front of Mac's top, which just happened to be Daniel's favourite black cable knit sweater.

"Oops."

Mac tried rubbing it clean but the shrugged, bringing it up to suck. Daniel laughed then inched himself off the sticky bench top. He put his hand onto his butt as he turned back to the bench.

"I think Jack forgot to wipe the bench down earlier.." he laughed, sniffing his hand then putting it back on his butt again.

Mac screwed his nose up. "Ewww.."

"Oh no, it's jam," Daniel sounded relieved but Mac cringed more.

"Even worse!" Mac grabbed another new cloth from the drawer, wet it and cleaned up the mess on the front of his top, then the cupboard, then rolled the cloth over, exposing a clean bit, then wiped the bench top clean. Grabbing the other one from the sink, he tossed both of the cloths into the bin in one dunk shot, then he grinned wildly.

"And he scores!" he said, turning to look at Daniel. The younger man laughed as he reached down for his pants, kissing the stomach of his lover as he passed it on his way up again. Mac smacked his hands away and did up the buttons on the jeans for him.

"You going to be okay going out there again?"

Daniel nodded, running his hand through his hair. "Let's put it this way, he was having a pretty good look.." he grinned.

"I told you, I think he fancies you.." Mac cuddled him closer.

"I don't think so." Daniel dropped his arms around Mac's shoulders, his fingers wrapping around to gently caress the long neck.

"Well, why wouldn't he?" he laughed. Daniel pushed his glasses back up his nose again.

"He has Teal'c. They've been together.. for.. well about a year now.." he pulled a face when he realised and tried to remember to pick them up a small gift to mark the anniversary.

"That long? Wow.." Mac slipped his hands onto Daniel's rounded butt.

"You sound surprise.."

"I've never had a long term, full time relationship. "

"with a guy? What about Murdoc?"

"That was kinda an on again, off again thing, though it did go on for a few years," he shrugged. "We could never really be together though, and I think that's what made the relationship work."

"I guess the nature of your job keeps you pretty distant."

Mac nodded. "Yours would too," he said. Daniel looked into the dark eyes and nodded.

"Yeah, I guess Jack's lucky. He and Teal'c can share that kind of stuff.." he said. Mac looked at the soft face before him.

"They got a lucky geography break too," he said. Daniel pulled back a bit and looked at him, frowning.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, they live in the same town, they see each other everyday."

Daniel nodded a little then shrugged. "But.. Teal'c's .. well he wasn't from around here.. at the start.." He wasn't too sure how much Mac knew about the whole situation. He knew the guy knew Teal'c was an alien, but as to how much Jack had told him, he wasn't quite sure.

Mac nodded, his hands slipping down to the thighs now. "But he's here now, and they are together.."

Daniel nodded. "Very happily too, and you know.. I'm really glad for them, especially Teal'c, he was devoted to Jack so much and at first the old guy didn't even notice.."

Mac laughed when Daniel referred to his brother as the old guy.

"Well he didn't! In fact, between you and me, he can be a little.. " he shrugged and Mac laughed more, then Daniel laughed gently. "Glad to see that doesn't run in the family."

"Well I'm sure I can be a little.. <shrug> at times myself. I think we inherited that from our Dad.." Mac grinned.

"Yeah, but if you did it it would be cute, with him it's just frustrating." Daniel touched Mac's cheek with his fingertips.

"You say the sweetest things.." he smiled. Daniel grinned and lent in for a gentle kiss, resulting in a playful nip by the blond man.

"You want to head back to my place?" Daniel asked quietly as they remained entwined together, faces only inches apart. Mac nodded, his hand running idly up and down Daniel's denim clad thigh.

"You think Jack would mind if we don't stay and help him with the dishes?" Mac asked playfully.

"I'm sure he won't," Daniel nodded. "After all, I did wipe down his bench for him.." Both men laughed gently then Daniel checked he was properly done up as he pulled the door open for Mac to leave the room.

Jack opened his obviously sleepy eyes as he heard the other two come out the kitchen. Daniel gave him a little wave and pointed to the front door. Jack lifted his hand over his head and gave them a little wave back again, then snuggled into Teal'c and fell back to sleep.

o0o

Daniel opened the door to the apartment and then headed straight through to the ringing phone. Mac stepped into the apartment and shut the door, careful not to over hear the phone conversation too much. He waited on the top step, looking down at Daniel standing in the middle of his room, hand entwined in his own long dark hair, head tilted down as he spoke quietly on the phone. He looked around the room from his high vantage point and smiled. It really summed up Daniel, or what he knew of the archaeologist. It was cluttered, but organised, compact but adequate, full of very interesting artifacts and books, and papers. He'd had a ball that morning, looking through the room, discovering interesting things that Daniel had brought back from Digs. He made sure he didn't invade his lover's privacy too much though, so refrained from reading any of his papers or journals.

As Daniel sat perched on the arm of the sofa, Mac decided it was time to go and put some coffee on. As he passed Daniel, the younger man reached out blindly for him, stopping him in his tracks. Mac waited, lifting Daniel's hand to his mouth, kissing the back's of his fingers lightly, feeling the fuzzy hairs tickle his lips as he brushed his mouth lightly over them. He opened his eyes and saw Daniel smiling at him, before bowing his head to continue with his conversation. Mac patted the hand lightly as he went into the kitchen. He turned from the small kitchen window when he heard Daniel put the phone down. The dark haired man smiled as he headed into the small room.

"Sorry about that, it was Catherine.." he went to the 'fridge and pulled out the milk. Mac shrugged as he rubbed his own forearms of his crossed arms absently.

"Not a problem, I hope?" he took the milk from Daniel and turned to put it on the counter behind him. Daniel smiled. Even without knowing who the person was, Mac still cared. He watched his handsome lover tend to the drinks, pouring the usual coffee, while fixing himself an herbal tea.

"No, she just had a question she needed some help with.." he shrugged as he brushed the blond hair back off Mac's neck. The older man sighed softly as he felt Daniel's soft, moist kisses on his warm skin.

"Don't send out invitations unless you're willing to party," Mac sighed languidly. Daniel laughed lightly as he spun him around on the spot.

"Well, I'm ready to party.. so you coming or not?" he grinned. Mac nodded and slowly allowed Daniel to tug him towards the bedroom by hooking his fingers through the belt holders on his denim jeans.

Daniel backed up until he felt the bed press against his calves. He smiled as Mac didn't stop walking and forced him back onto the bed. Landing heavily the two men laughed lightly, Mac falling to the side of Daniel, then he propped himself up on one elbow, his other hand trailing down Daniel's forehead, over the arm of his glasses, over his cheekbone then down the hallow of his cheek, over his chin then onto his throat. Daniel propped himself up to mirror Mac's position.

"I can't believe we only met yesterday," the scientist smiled, his thumb pressing Mac's bottom lip lightly, his nail indenting it slightly. Mac licked his bottom lip then nodded.

"Why do I feel like I know you so well when we hardly know anything about each other..?" he sighed, but all Daniel could do was shake his head. "You know," Mac rolled onto his back, shuffling so that Daniel was right against him now, "Jack said I'd really like you."

Daniel raised his brow then smiled. "He was right, I do.."

Mac grinned and turned his face towards him more, "he said we'd get along really well, that we were kinda alike."

Daniel nodded as he took the hand that was holding his own head up, and gently caressed the side of Mac's face with it, moving to lie his head back onto his own bicep. Mac rolled onto his side now, their faces inches apart, while Daniel let his hand flop to the bed.

"You make me regret having to leave tomorrow," Mac said softly as his long tanned fingers tangled in Daniel's hair.

"What time do you need to go?"

"Mid afternoon at the latest." Mac sighed then met the intense blue eyes. "Oh, God, Dan, why didn't we get that geographical break? Or at the least, a little bit more time?"

Daniel smiled sadly, his eyes wrinkling at the side as he sighed. "Wasn't meant to be, I guess.." He lifted his other hand to caress Mac's cheek gently while he propped his head up onto his fist again.

Lifting himself up to rest back onto his elbows now, Mac's face was level with the scientist's. "Listen, Dan, " he said hesitantly, the back of his left hand rubbing Daniel's stomach lightly, "I'll be through with this job next week, and I'm heading on home. "

"Passing through here?" Daniel asked over the top of Mac's words. The trouble shooter nodded and then smiled a little hopefully at the smile in his partner's eyes.

"Can I .. look.. you.. up..?" he asked shyly. Daniel drank in the face before him, the deep dark eyes, the straight nose, the soft bottom lip, the '5 o'clock shadow' adorning the cheeks. He smiled and nodded.

"I'd really like that.." he said in a soft voice. Mac smiled and shifted so that his hand could cup Daniel's cheek, his thumb brushing his bottom lip.

"You don't have to come to LA for anything, say.. in the next month or so?" Mac hid his seriousness under a soft laugh.

Daniel laughed and shook his head. "No, unfortunately."

Mac smiled then shrugged as he rolled onto his back, tucking his hands behind his head then his eyes closed as he felt Daniel touch his stomach through his top. The phone ringing made the men jump apart and Daniel took a second to push his glasses back up his nose before reaching across Mac to pick up the receiver from beside the bed.

"Daniel Jackson..." he said with a soft groan as he felt Mac's hands tug at his top, allowing him to access the warm stomach inside. Mac nuzzled at it with his nose, then kissed it lightly. Daniel smiled as he only half listened to the voice at the other end of the line while looking at his lover who had a very cute grin on his face, making his dimples stand out. Daniel closed his eyes as he felt the hands go around his waist and onto his backside, pushing him down onto Mac's face more. Suddenly Daniel pulled up and checked his watch and Mac immediately didn't like the implication of that. Even more so when the younger man pushed back and knelt onto his heels, pulling a face.

"Sure, okay, I'll be there.." he sighed and pushed his hand through his hair as he put the phone down.

"What?" Mac screwed his face a little, already knowing it was bad news.

"I've been called to work," Daniel got up and headed out of the bedroom then looked around for his car keys while Mac got to his feet and followed him out.

"For how long?" he frowned. The younger man stopped and looked over at him. Shaking his head and covering the small space of room between him and Mac with two long strides, he engulfed Mac's face in both his hands and kissed him fiercely.

"I'm not sure," he said, pulling back. "But stay. Please.." he grabbed up his keys.

"Dan..." Mac followed him to the door. Daniel stopped and turned back to him again.

"Please," he gripped the door handle, "be here ... when I come home?"

Mac sighed then shrugged. Daniel smiled and kissed him again. "Sorry, I've got to go.." and with that, he was gone.

Mac sighed and pressed the door shut properly before turning to look around the apartment. He went to the top step and looked around again. Chewing lightly on the inside of his cheek he sat onto the top step, resting his folded arms on this knees and tapped his feet on the step. He went into the kitchen, picked up the almost forgotten cup of coffee and went back into the living room. As he sat down he discovered a remote control for the stereo unit under the cushion so he flicked the unit on and pressed play. Suddenly the phone rang. Mac cringed and switched the unit off again. Should he get it or not? He toyed with the remote in his hand as the phone rang loudly through the quiet apartment. Mac sighed and decided to let it go to the machine.

The message started up. It was Sam's voice, laughing, and faintly in the background you could hear Daniel's protests.

"Hi, you've reached the cluttered space of Doctor Daniel Jackson. He's kinda lost in the mess at the moment and can't find the phone to answer it... (Sam! Don't say that!) So, please, leave him a message and after he's done what he does best, an archeological dig on this rubble, he might just find this message and return your call... thanks *chuckles* (Sam, that's way too long.. No.. it's not.. leave it..) <BEEP>

"Hi, Danny, you really ought to change that message, you're right, it's way too long. I'm looking for Mac..."

Recognizing Jack's voice Mac picked up the phone. "Hi," he said.

"Hey, just ringing to check you were okay, I got the call from Hammond earlier trying to locate Danny, he said the Pager was switched off and the phone engaged..." he said.

Mac sighed. "I don't know about any Pager but Dan did have a long phone call with someone named.... Catherine, I think," he frowned as he tried to recall the name.

"Ahhh Yes, Catherine. Okay, well I'll need to ask him about that Pager.."

"I'll mention it to him too," Mac said.

"Yeah, thanks," Jack said. "Anyhow, I figured he'd have to go in and I thought you might feel a little odd in Danny's apartment..."

Mac sighed. His brother did know him well. "Yeah, I'm a little lost, I guess," he laughed lightly.

"Well, he wont be long. It's just something about .. err.. something .. that he has to deal with..." Jack started laughing and Mac did too.

"Well, geez, thanks for clearing that up for me, Jack," he said.

"Always a pleasure to help," Jack laughed lightly again.

"Yeah, thanks," Mac was shaking his head by now.

"Not a problem. Oh, by the way, when will *I* get to see you again this weekend? Up for a little street hockey?"

"Oh.. urrr.."

Jack laughed. "Don't sweat it, Mac. I'm just really glad things worked out for you, that's all..."

There was a silence then Mac sighed. "Me, too."

There was another silence. "What's wrong?"

Mac rolled his eyes. Even over the phone Jack could always pick his moods.

"You know what we were talking about earlier...?"

"Eerrrr... oh yeah..?"

"It's.. getting worse," Mac sighed, cringing a little when he heard Jack's deep growl at the other end.

"Mac!"

"I know! I know... "

"Go home tomorrow, to Pete.. and everything will... settle.. as it should.."

"Well, for one, I'm not going home, I'm going to work tomorrow, and two... after being with Dan, I'm not sure I can settle..."

"Oh, for crying out loud..." Jack sighed.

"Look, you and I are not having this conversation, okay? How long do you think he'll be gone?"

Another heavy sigh came down the phone. "Hour, maybe two, max.. Although when he gets around his rocks, he tends to lose track of time."

Mac rolled his eyes. It didn't even occur to him to ask his brother *why* an archaeologist was required on a military base, and *where* these ërocks' were coming from. He was more concerned about how long said archaeologist was going to be away from his side, instead. He *was* more hoping for half an hour rather than two. "Okay. Well, I guess I can potter around here a bit..."

"Yeah.." Jack said deliberately slowly as he recalled Daniel's journals on his bookshelf. A huge security risk really that he'd need to talk to the space monkey about. Heaven forbid should the place even get broken into and the journals land in the wrong hands!

"It's okay, Jack, I'm not going to snoop.." Mac assured him.

"Good, well, see that you don't!"

Mac rolled his eyes as he nodded his head. "Anything else?"

"No, I'll see you tomorrow, I guess..."

"Yeah, I have some stuff there..."

"So I gathered. Like clean clothing perhaps?" Jack teased lightly.

"It's okay, Dan and I take the same size.."

"Oh?" Jack laughed lightly now. "Sorry.."

Mac shook his head as he smiled. "Jack.. "

"Yeah, sorry... I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yeah, bye," Mac hung up the phone and sat back down again.

After watching a bit of television, doing Daniel's left over dishes then stepping out onto the balcony to enjoy the view, Mac decided to shower, considering what had happened at Jack's house. He went into the brightly lit bathroom and ran the water then started tugging the black sweater and white t-shirt off over his head as he looked down at his body. Running his hand lightly over his stomach he traced the scars and marks on his skin from a lifetime of evading bullets, falling through doors, rolling down hillsides and countless other dangerous life threatening acts. No wonder he looked so worn out.

He looked up at the reflection and frowned. He didn't look as old as he thought he did, granted that he wasn't one for looking at himself too closely anyway, but he could have sworn he looked worse than this. He recalled Daniel's words, 'you're not so bad yourself..' and the twinkle in the blue eyes as he smiled at him.

Mac frowned and chewed his bottom lip a moment before unfastening the jeans, dropping them to the blue tiled floor before stepping out of them. He ran his hand under the stream to check the temperature and stepped inside.

Picking up the soap that Daniel used, he sniffed it and smiled. Sandalwood. Yeah, he could recall that smell on his lover. Memories of running his mouth over Daniel's soft skin filled his mind now, the fragrance enhancing the strong recollections. He sighed as he rubbed the soap all over his body, working up a lather over his skin and body hair, ensuring to clean every nook and cranny available. He used some of Daniel's shampoo as well, running it through his hair, enjoying the light fruity smell. He recalled their earlier escapade with the strawberries and smiled broadly before running his face under the stream. There was a loud knock at the door and he jerked his head back, listening again for the sound. He heard it again and headed out of the shower, grabbing a blue towel off the rack and wrapping it around his waist as he paddled through the living room. He stood, ear pressed to the door, and listened carefully.

"Come on... for crying out loud.."

Mac smiled when he recognised his brothers voice. He opened the door without revealing himself and Jack tentatively stepped into the apartment.

"Oh, there you are," he said when he spotted Mac behind the door.

"Here I am.. now why are you here?" Mac frowned then saw Jack hold up his rucksack.

"Oh, thanks," he grabbed it with his free hand, the other holding the towel together tightly.

"Not interrupting..?" Jack asked, actually sounding concerned. Mac looked down at himself and shook his head.

"Only my shower, but I was done," he said tossing the back pack onto the sofa. Jack nodded and sat when Mac indicated to a chair for him. "I'll be right back.." he said, heading off into the bedroom. Jack smiled to himself, it seemed weird that his brother, who didn't know Daniel a little under 24 hours ago, was now so comfortable in his apartment and able to go to places Jack could never go to, like Daniel's bedroom.

"Jack, could you bring my bag?" Mac called. Jack stood up and shrugged. Why not?

He stopped when he saw the room for the first time. His jaw dropped and Mac smiled.

"Pretty nice, huh?" he said, taking the pack from Jack's hand and rummaging through it for clean underwear.

"Wow!" Jack touched the bed end as he took in the disheveled, but still ornate bed.

"I should have made it then you'd get the full effect.." Mac said, sitting on the edge of the bed and pulling his socks on.

"Oh," Jack nodded, "I can imagine.."

Mac stood and pointed to his brother. "Well don't go imagining too much, he's mine!"

Jack frowned. "What?"

Mac shrugged and pulled on a clean pair of jeans from the bag, then he grabbed a grey sweatshirt and tugged it on.

"Want a coffee or you heading straight home?"

"No, I told Teal'c I was going to stay awhile," Jack followed him out of the room, noting the artifacts scattered around the bedroom. He shot the bed one last glance before pulling the door shut behind him and heading into the living room behind Mac. "And what's this 'he's mine?' business?" Jack asked as he headed to the kitchen.

Mac shrugged then looked at Jack. "For this weekend.."

Jack's eyes narrowed as he looked at his brother.

.o0o.

Mac and Jack headed out of the apartment together then they stood in the street talking. Suddenly Jack frowned.

"Err, Mac, how are you getting inside again?"

Mac's mouth opened a little as he looked up at the living room window on the third floor then he looked down at Jack.

"Damn.."

Jack laughed. "Got your little knife on you?"

Mac patted his pockets then shook his head. "In my other jeans."

Jack nodded.

"You don't have a spare key?" Mac asked.

Jack shook his head this time. "Not me, maybe Sam does.."

Mac cringed and Jack had to agree. "Yeah, maybe not. Although, if you'd picked up with her, you probably wouldn't be having all these weird ideas.."

Mac frowned at his brother. "They aren't weird, Jack," he said. The colonel lifted his brow.

"You've just met the guy..."

"So? Look, again, we are not having this discussion," Mac said. "Go home."

Jack stared at him a moment then shook his head. "What about you?"

"I'll be fine. Don't worry about me."

Eyeing him cautiously, Jack finally shrugged. "Okay, well, I'll see you sometime tomorrow..." he said, before heading around his car to get in. Mac gave him a little wave as he drove off then he turned and looked back up at the apartment window. He checked his pockets and found his own keys so headed over to his bike.

.o0o.

Daniel was weary when he returned home. He'd been gone just under three hours and was glad to be finally out of the Base. All the way home he kept telling himself that Mac would be there, waiting for him. Then he stopped himself. Daniel gripped the wheel tightly, wishing he could understand why things were so much weirder with Mac than with any other lover he'd had. Why had he not been able to concentrate on the artifact he was called in to look at that was brought back from P432x377 by SG-10? Pouring over books to research it, all he could think about were some soft, brown eyes and a little smile that involved a tongue sitting on the tips of bottom teeth.

Right now, he couldn't even remember what he'd told Hammond about the artifact...

Sighing softly, Daniel realised he was in trouble. Why did the gaze from those dark brown eyes make his stomach literally flip? Why did the sound of his voice, its rich deep timbre, make him melt on the inside? Why did Mac's smile make Daniel feel like the most important person in the world? And why did Mac seem to care so much about him in return?

He didn't believe in love at first sight, that was for sure. It didn't even happen that way with Sha're. He was interested enough to want to at least try having heterosexual sex, and this woman was the first one who had ever given him more than a sideways glance. Admittedly, she was a gift, but one he wasn't willing - or interested - in accepting in the beginning, but he grew to like her during the time they spent together in the pyramid, and in the time between finally succumbing to the gift and Jack's leaving Abydos, Daniel had worked out that he had nothing to return home to, except a lot of debt and heartache, considering his lover had only just left him for another the morning Catherine first came to him.

Over the year he spent on Abydos, he'd come to love Sha're though - after a fashion. She was his calming raft, his friend, his confidante, his student, his teacher and occasionally (not nearly as often as she would have liked though) she was his lover. He felt satisfied and he felt loved and needed. He had a family; including Skaara and Yasuf, and it was the way he had intended to live out his life...

Until Jack came back.. And not only was Sha're and Skaara taken away, but Daniel was pulled back to earth and forced to rebuild his life. A few females on base showed interest in him, but as far as Daniel was concerned, Sha're would always be his wife... and he would have no other woman (consciously) until the day he died.

Male lovers, however, was a different matter. He went through a quick succession of them: hollow, passionate, physical, emotional - fulfilling a need at the time. All relationships that usually ended in mutual agreement but no one had *touched* him ... until now. And he couldn't work out why.

He entered the apartment and immediately noted its silence. He frowned.

"Mac?" but there was no response. Biting his bottom lip he headed to the living room, then glanced in at the kitchen then headed through to the bedroom. Nothing.

He went out to the living room again then sighed. Seeing the message flashing on his machine he hit playback, and listened to the conversation between Mac and Jack, that was taped without their knowledge....

He was just contemplating *where* his Pager was when he heard:

*"You know what we were talking about earlier...?"*

*"Eerrrr... oh yeah..?"*

*"It's.. getting worse."*

*"Mac!" *

*"I know! I know... "*

*"Go home tomorrow, to Pete.. and everything will... settle.. as it should.."*

*"Well, for one, I'm not going home, I'm going to work tomorrow, and two... after being with Dan, I'm not sure I can settle..."*

*"Oh, for crying out loud..."*

*"Look, you and I are not having this conversation, okay? How long do you think he'll be gone?"*

Daniel slammed his hand down onto the machine, stopping the message. He closed his eyes as his stomach started fluttering again. He wasn't sure if it was from anxiety or anticipation.

//Daniel, don't do this to yourself.. You know *nothing* about this guy! And he can know nothing about you!//

And where the hell was Mac, anyway? Picking up the phone he dialed Jack's number, but the colonel told him he'd left him over an hour ago, and that he probably wasn't able to get into the place. Suddenly there was a noise at the door.

"Have to go, bye," the young man slammed the phone down and ran up to the door. Mac was heading in. Both men froze then Mac slowly shut the door behind him.

"You're home," he smiled.

Daniel frowned. "How did you get in?"

Mac held up some wire. "Trick of the trade.." he smiled. Daniel frowned. Just what line of business *was* Mac in? Seeing the frown, Mac added, "I'm sorry, but I walked Jack to his car and got locked out. Would you rather I waited out in the hall?"

Daniel shrugged. "Where did you go?"

Mac was surprised by the question. "For a ride.." he said. Daniel nodded and seemed to avoid Mac as the older man stepped over to him.

"Dan?"

"Don't.." he shook his head and went into the kitchen. Mac was perplexed and started to follow him.

"Everything go okay at work?" he wondered if that was the cause of Daniel's strange mood. The younger man shook his head, a look of frustration appeared on his face.

"Don't ask me," he turned to the window. Mac stepped up behind him and pulled Daniel back against his chest.

"You wanna talk about it?" he asked in a quiet voice. Daniel's eyes screwed shut at the sensation of Mac's warm breath on his neck.

"I can't.." he shrugged.

"Yes, you can, I'm a good listener..." Mac smiled but Daniel threw his hands in the air and gave a loud, exasperated sigh.

"No, I mean, I *can't*... I can't tell you a damn thing about.. me.. or my work.. or..!" he sighed in frustration. Mac turned him around to face him, his brown eyes searched the flushed face before him.

"Dan..?"

"Please, Mac.." he shook his head slowly, his blue eyes beseeching his lover as he stared into his dark eyes. Suddenly his hands came up and cradled Mac's face gently. "I want to tell you.." he said. Mac shrugged.

"It's okay.. " he nodded.

"No, see, you don't understand! I want to be able to tell you... to share .. " Daniel said, biting his lips together for fear of saying too much.

Nodding, Mac said quietly, "I do understand, believe me! I understand you perfectly!"

They stood staring at each other a few moments before Mac rolled his eyes as pulled Daniel into a tight embrace and the younger man rubbed his face gently against the stubble covered cheek, his lips brushing Mac's ear lightly.

They remained that way, locked in that impasse until Daniel finally pulled back, licked his lips and offered to make them a coffee. Mac smiled and nodded.

o0o

Teal'c watched silently as Jack watched the televised Ball Game, and his concern for his lover grew with every score that their favourite team made. Concern, because Jack wasn't caring. He wasn't jumping around the room, he wasn't diving into Teal'c's lap, he wasn't wrapping his arms around his neck from behind and kissing the bald head with each goal, he wasn't cheering, he wasn't.. well, all he *was* doing was sitting quietly, eyes out of focus, hand to his mouth while he nibbled his bottom lip. The Jaffa had already asked what the problem was only to receive a shake of the head and a shrug, so he knew well enough to leave Jack to his thoughts. He didn't often close up, so Teal'c was never bothered by it when he did. One thing Jack never did, was brood on a problem between them. They were forthright and honest and whenever Jack got like this, it was because of an outside force. Regardless of that, Teal'c still wished he could help ease his lover's concerns.

At the end of the game, almost like he had been watching it, Jack got up and headed to the bathroom. He stood, facing the wall as he rolled his head around, trying to release the tension in his neck. Teal'c passed the room and saw Jack's actions then he headed to the bedroom. Jack finished up, flushed, washed and left the bathroom, heading back towards the kitchen. He poured himself a coffee, got a juice for Teal'c and then headed to the living room. When he found the arm chair empty he sat down again, figuring that Teal'c had gone to the bathroom as well. Sipping his hot coffee slowly, Jack went back into his thoughts, only to resurface a short while later when he noticed Teal'c was still missing. He got up, put his cup on the table and headed up the hallway. He tapped his knuckle against the bathroom door but got no response, then he saw the bedroom door was shut. Thinking that Teal'c had gone to bed, he quietly opened the door to look inside.

On opening the door, he smiled. Teal'c had readied the room, filled it with candles, many squat white candles like he used when he meditated. The familiar incense burned, creating an intimate atmosphere. Jack stepped into the room now and leant back on the door as he closed it. Teal'c looked across the amber room at him.

"I wish to massage you," the deep voice rumbled. Jack laughed to himself as he pushed up off the door and went across to the bed.

"Why?"

"I saw your tension in the bathroom," he said, sweeping his hand above the bed, indicating for Jack to climb on. The colonel shrugged and got onto the bed then Teal'c knelt behind him, his large strong hand kneading the tired muscles. Jack groaned.

"Removing your top will assist the massage," Teal'c whispered. Jack lent forward and pulled the sweat shirt off, then straightened up. Again, the large hands kneaded the aching shoulders and neck, delving into the warm skin gently, while Jack allowed his head to roll forward. Teal'c's thumb pushed up the neck, small folds of skin preceded the thick thumb as it pressed up into the short grey hair.

Reaching back, Jack placed both his hands on Teal'c's knelt thighs and the Jaffa's legs parted a little more as he shifted slightly to engulf the back of Jack with his torso and groin. Feeling the warmth radiating off his lover, Jack smiled and rolled his head back, stopping the neck massage.

The dark hands passed down the colonel's white arms, firmly pressing the skin as they trailed all the way to the fingertips. He made the sweep down each arm five times, trailing down each finger separately, and gently pinched the fingertip each time. Jack knew this was the way Jaffa's released tension, called Talnar, by pushing it from the body. Jack closed his eyes and rolled his head forward again as Teal'c's hands went back up to working on his neck.

"You are quite knotted, my love," came the soft deep voice, full of concern and love.

Jack sighed. "I'm worried about Mac.." he muttered.

A small smile played on Teal'c's lips. That was Jack's concern. He knew he'd be able to gently coax it from his handsome lover - eventually.

"Why?"

Jack lifted his face, then reached back and silenced Teal'c's hands. Turning around, he faced his gentle lover.

"I think wonder boy has him in a spin," he sighed.

Teal'c lifted his brow a little. "DanielJackson was quite uptight about MacGyver when he was here earlier."

Jack shifted, suddenly interested. "How?"

"He was agitated, asking me questions about us," he said.

Jack frowned. "Us?"

Teal'c nodded gently. "He wondered how I knew that what we had was more than physical," Teal'c' smiled as he brushed his thumb down Jack's cheek. "Really?"

The dark head nodded quickly.

"And you said?"

"I reminded him that I had been in love with you long before you revealed your attraction to me."

Jack nibbled his bottom lip as he thought for a moment. "Sounds to me like they're both more interested than they should be," he mumbled.

Teal'c smiled again. One minute Jack wanted them together, the next he was worried because they were? Sometimes he did not understand his lover. "Are you regretting introducing them now?"

Jack stared off, deep in thought. Teal'c caught his attention by touching his cheek.

"Sorry.." Jack smiled.

"I asked if you regretted introducing them?"

Jack's eyes narrowed. "Well, no.."

"You do not sound sure."

"That's probably because I'm not," Jack said then sighed, "oh for crying out loud.."

"What is the cause of this concern?"

"It's a little soon? Don't ya think?" Jack frowned. Teal'c shook his head.

"I knew the minute I laid eyes on you.."

Jack stopped his pondering and smiled as he looked at his dark lover. The dark brown skin glistened in the soft candle light, his dark eyes softened by the glow and the gentle smile on his face. Shaking his head and wondering how he ever got to be so lucky, Jack reached out and cupped the bald head in his hands. Teal'c's smile broadened.

"But you *were* crazy, giving up everything to follow me.."

Teal'c raised his brow slightly. "As you well know, I gave it up to fight the Goa'ulds.."

Jack nodded. "Yeah, sure." Suddenly he was thrown onto his back, with the larger man crawling over him, smiling down at him, as he captured Jack's hands above his head by the wrists.

"That is the official version, O'Neill.." The dark eyes bore through Jack, the intensity of the stare warming the colonel.

"Yeah, but you and I both know different."

Teal'c grinned then he released his hold on Jack as he bent his arms and lowered his face to kiss his lover gently. The colonel's arms came up to hug him around the neck as their tongues jousted together, then he wrapped his long legs around Teal'c's waist, securing himself as the Jaffa knelt back, pulling Jack up off the bed and into his lap. Teal'c's hands trailed up and down the bare back, gripping Jack around the waist, squeezing him then coming around to the front to slide up to Jack's throat, where he cradled his face along the jaw line, his thumbs rubbing against the stubbled cheek of his paramour.

Gasping slightly as he pulled back, Jack fixed his chocolate brown eyes onto Teal'c's smooth face.

"Want me to shave?" he asked softly. The eyes closed briefly, indicating a no. Jack shifted and knelt onto the bed now, slipping off the lap of his lover. He lent against the bed head and smiled as he crossed his arms over his chest. Teal'c knelt up onto his knees, lifting his top up over his head as he did, his eyes meeting with Jack's the second the top lifted up. He carefully placed it behind him then turned back to his lover, and Jack crawled over to him, both men kneeling in the centre of the bed. Jack's hands looked pale as they glided over the well formed chest, down to the X where he felt the snub nose once more, then the Goa'uld settled again.

He looked up and saw Teal'c's smile, then he looked down at the pouch once more before looking up at his lover, giving a little, uncertain shrug. "Do snakes harbor grudges?"

Teal'c laughed softly as he wrapped his arms tightly around Jack and pulled him closer. "I believe they do.."

"Great!" Jack sighed heavily while enjoying the warm body against his. He ran his hands up the broad back, feeling the smooth, undulating surface of muscles.

"It is of no consequence. You and I both know this Goa'uld will never have a host.."

Jack smiled and nodded. "I know, but," he ran his hand over the thick neck muscle then up to cradle the small ear into his palm. Teal'c laughed softly once more.

"I will never let anything harm you, my love," he said, tracing Jack's lip with this index finger, then his eyes flicked up to meet with Jack's. "I would die before allowing this Goa'uld to harm you."

Jack swallowed, then nodded feebly.

"It won't come to that," he shrugged.

"If we do not replace it in a few years time, I will certainly have to kill it myself, or else face the risk of it overtaking my own body..."

Jack screwed his nose up. "You know I hate discussing this," he sighed. Teal'c brushed his finger across Jack's mouth once more.

"You must do what is needed, if that time should come. You must promise me..."

Jack nodded, then threw his hand over his head. "I promise.. now can we please talk about something else?"

Teal'c conceded with a nod then he smiled. "What do you wish to discuss?"

Jack sighed then shrugged. "You know, lets not talk at all, I just want to lie here, in your arms, okay?"

Teal'c nodded once more and slipped down to lie on the bed. Jack rolled up in front of him, allowing his lover to spoon him from behind. He felt the reassurance of Teal'c's fingers in his short hair and then the soft, full lips kissing the back of his neck. Jack reached back and grabbed Teal'c's arm and wrapped it around his body, cuddling into it. Teal'c kissed just behind his ear and Jack started to gently rub the strong upper arm, feeling the silky smooth skin. Teal'c placed another kiss, ever so lightly, over the ear and Jack growled as he rolled onto his back and looked up at the smiling Jaffa.

"You did that on purpose! Didn't you?" he smiled, reaching up to grip around the bald head in a light hold. Teal'c gave a slight shrug and Jack laughed. "Come here..."

Teal'c kissed him gently, feeling the body squirming beneath him to get into a better position, then he glided himself over Jack, his thigh falling between his legs, rubbing the awakening groin delicately.

"Oh boy..." Jack mumbled into Teal'c's mouth as he felt himself harden. Then he felt the smile against his lips and heard the deep chuckle from his lover. "Teal'c..." he mumbled, still into the mouth but the Jaffa only laughed deeply again, while rubbing himself lightly against Jack's groin.

Teal'c undid the belt and pants with practiced ease, then he lifted back off Jack, pulling the pants down the long legs. As he came back up the body, he kissed his lover's legs lightly, enjoying the reactions of his mate, who's thighs fell open inviting him to stop a while. Teal'c wrapped his long tongue around the soft sac, and Jack groaned loudly, his legs fidgeting as his lover teased at his base with his nose, tongue then lips, kissing gently up the length of the shaft. Jack's hips bucked off the bed in anticipation. Soon he felt Teal'c grip his hips and drag him to the edge of the bed as he got off and knelt on the floor.

Jack stood, a little unsteady at first and gripping his lover's head to steady him then he threw his head back as Teal'c swallowed him whole, gasping as the tongue teased, licked and wrapped around his shaft, while the lips slowly sucked on him. He enjoyed the deep-throating, and the feeling of Teal'c's nose nudging into his pubic hair as he feasted on his lover, then he started to thrust deeply into his mouth. Teal'c hands ran up Jack's thighs, enjoying the movements of the muscles as his lover thrusted into him, then he ran his hands onto the soft, rounded butt, applying a gentle force, letting Jack know to really go for it.

Shifting his footing a little, Jack reached down and grasped Teal'c's head as he started to increase the thrusts, pushing deeper and deeper into the Jaffa's mouth, while feeling the fingers digging into his soft rump.

"Oh.. god.. Teal'c.. Teal'c!" he called out as the Jaffa pressed his finger into the tight opening and began to stretch him gently. Pulling himself out of the hot mouth, he sucked in his breath as he stared down at his lover, kneeling before him.

Falling to his knees he gripped Teal'c's face. "Oh.. god.. I love you..." he kissed him all over, "I love you.." he said softly, before engulfing Teal'c's tongue with his mouth. The Jaffa tossed his lover to the ground, rolling onto him and tangling his legs with his. He released the kiss, and moved his face over the chest, nuzzling his nose into Jack's hairs on his chest, running his tongue to follow the arrow down to the hairs covering Jack's groin. The colonel's back arched off the polished wood floor, his hips then bucked against the face.

Without effort, Teal'c had tossed Jack over onto his stomach, the officer wincing at the hardness of the floor but enjoying it at the same time. He felt Teal'c's strong arm go around his waist, lifting him up, angling him then he felt the swipe of the tongue and braced himself. Teal'c unzipped himself then thrusted deeply into his eager lover, both men groaning loudly at the sensation, as Jack's hands screwed up the floor mat that was just within his reach.

Teal'c ran his hands all over Jack's back then he reached down, gripped Jack beneath the arms, and the officer assisted in kneeling up, where Teal'c effortlessly slipped him onto his kneeling lap. Sitting back onto his heels, with Jack kneeling up over him, the Jaffa helped Jack find his rhythm, his strong arms assisting in the motion as Jack moved over his lover.

"I wish to see your face," he whispered eventually.

Jack nodded and turned himself around and slipped back onto Teal'c without much effort. Smiling at each other, Jack's arms went around Teal'c's head and neck while Teal'c held the officer up a little, for fear that he'd hurt himself should he fully impale himself onto the Jaffa.

"Why can I not get enough of you, my love?" Teal'c asked, his lips brushing over Jack's as he spoke softly.

"Same reason I can't get enough of you," Jack shuddered a little as his prostrate was swiped yet again. They pulled back and stared into each others eyes then Jack saw Teal'c eyes water slightly and smiled at his emotional lover. "Teal'c.." he said, wiping the single tear away.

"I cannot help it.." he smiled warmly. Jack nodded.

"I know," he kissed his cheek then shuddered again.

"O'Neill.." there was a trace of panic in the voice then Jack laughed.

"It's okay, go for it.." he smiled and nudged at Teal'c's throat. The Jaffa held onto his lover tightly as he started to ram deeply into him, Jack wincing a little at the pain, but enjoying it just the same.

Teal'c's head went back as he burst forth into his lover and a very deep, guttural groan vibrated out of his body as he sunk back onto his heels again while Jack watched as another tear escaped the closed eye and rolled down the chiseled cheek. He caught his breath at his beautiful lover, watching as Teal'c gave into the enjoyment of his afterglow. He gently bit up Teal'c's arched throat, then smiled as the Jaffa seemed to return to him again.

"You are incredible.." he whispered.

"So are you, my love.." Teal'c nuzzled his face into Jack's neck. "Come, I want you to finish.." Jack pulled back. "Your mouth, " he said as he slowly stood and reached down for the head once more. Teal'c smiled up at him as he closed his mouth over the ripe erection. Jack sighed softly, enjoying the warmth once more and soon found himself thrusting full force into the mouth as he spilt his load down the back of Teal'c's throat.

Allowing his lover a moment to regain his thoughts, Teal'c stood and reached over to kiss Jack, but the officer turned his face away.

"You know I don't like the taste.." he said softly. Teal'c shrugged.

"I, on the other hand, could live on it," he smiled as he guided Jack to the bed once more, then he went around and extinguished all the candles before climbing into bed behind Jack, wrapping his body around his sleepy lover.

"And I can live on yours.. just not mine.." Jack yawned. Teal'c kissed him softly.

"I understand, my love," he whispered and snuggled against Jack's back, smiling to himself.
 
 End of part 3

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