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The Amadeus Effect	By : NeenaVarscona Category: Stargate: SG-1 > General Views: 6242 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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It was bound to happen. It had to happen eventually.

Daniel stared at the shower stall as if it might sting him if he got too close. He was in desperate need of a shower�and God knew Jack was, too�but Daniel wasn�t quite ready for so much�closeness.

As it was, they�d gone shirtless the whole day, and Daniel was okay with that. He was even getting used to constantly having Jack pressed against him. Even when Sam had stopped by to drop off some toiletries and a change of clothes for them, Daniel was able to overcome his embarrassment enough to hold a civil conversation with her�not an easy task with and Air Force colonel carpeting his back.

�Well?�

Daniel was startled back into the here and now by Jack�s unexpected query. He turned his head to look back at Jack, wondering how much of the conversation he had zoned out.

�Well?� Jack repeated. �The water�s not gonna come to us��

�Oh,� Daniel replied. Right�the shower. He started to step into the shower stall.

�Uh�Daniel?� Jack said, holding onto him from behind. Daniel blinked back at him, looking slightly lost. �It�s generally a good idea to take your clothes off before getting into the shower.�

Daniel obediently stepped back out of the shower stall, carefully keeping his back to Jack as he fumbled awkwardly with the zipper on his pants. It was no good�his fingers felt like they were thick as sausages and made of lead.

A pair of strong, confident hands closed over his own. They made no further move, however, and Daniel knew that Jack was waiting to see if he wanted him to stop or not. Daniel slipped his hands out from under Jack�s and let them hang loosely at his sides.

Jack took that as a sign that it was okay to continue, and he deftly freed Daniel from his troublesome pants. �You know, we could always leave our boxers on, if it would make you feel better?� Jack suggested.

Daniel looked back at him with such unadulterated gratitude it made Jack�s heart melt. What the hell, Jack thought; if his best friend needed to take things slowly, they would�even though Jack was finding it harder and harder to restrain himself. What really scared Jack was that a big part of him was starting to hope Daniel would stretch this out as long as possible, so he�d be able to indulge himself a little longer. It was wrong�he knew that�but he was really enjoying the closeness.

Daniel stepped back into the shower stall and turned on the water. It took all of thirty seconds for Jack to strip down to his boxers and follow him in, but even that short separation had caused Daniel to double over in pain.

Jack was all over him in a heartbeat, his hands competing with the warm spray of water to cover as much of the man�s skin as possible. A minute or two of liberally applied TLC and Daniel was able to straighten up again. Only, he did more than just straighten up�he twisted around in Jack�s arms and hugged him close. Jack could feel the pounding of Daniel�s heart against his chest and knew something was about to happen. Jack�s own heart-rate dialled up a notch in fearful anticipation.

A pair of anxious blue eyes peered at him through long, wet lashes. There was fear in those eyes, but it was tempered by a stubborn determination that Jack knew so well. With a boldness Jack hadn�t expected, Daniel leaned in and pressed their lips together in a brief kiss.

God, it was sweet! Jack had to draw on hidden reserves to restrain himself from just grabbing Daniel and locking their lips together in a fierce kiss. But the wild thrumming of his friend�s heart against his chest and his rapid breathing reminded Jack that this wasn�t as easy for Daniel as it was for him.

Daniel took a moment to regroup. The kiss hadn�t been nearly as traumatic as he�d feared it would be�but then it hadn�t been a real kiss, had it? He looked into Jack�s eyes and was startled to see a controlled hunger burning there. It would have been frightening if he hadn�t been absolutely sure Jack would keep his word. Jack had promised to follow his lead and not push for anything he wasn�t ready for, and he�d been true to his word so far. So what if Jack enjoyed the kiss? Daniel figured it could only help matters in the long run.

Deciding that he needed to get past their first kiss before his ailment demanded more of them, Daniel once again brought his lips up to Jack�s. It was strange�Jack�s lips were softer than he�d expected�not much different than a woman�s lips, really. But he�d never kissed anyone who was the same height as him, or who was physically stronger than him, and somehow it made him feel�liberated�like the pressure wasn�t on him to perform. He could simply be himself, go at his own pace, and Jack would take care of the rest.

As the water sluiced soothingly down his back, Daniel felt emboldened and bravely took the next step, darting his tongue out to quickly swipe at Jack�s lips. He could feel Jack jolt in his arms, sending an answering jolt through his own body, making his fingers tingle. It was something he�d never experienced before, and as nervous as he was, he was still curious. And when he got curious, he touched things.

As if with a mind of their own, his fingers reached up to Jack�s face, tracing along the other man�s jaw line and up to his cheekbone. His brain registered how different an experience this was�how Jack�s jaw was starting to prickle with a fresh growth of stubble, and how short the hair was at his temple�while his lips continued to play against Jack�s. And when Jack�s lips parted in invitation, Daniel didn�t hesitate to let his tongue venture into the wet warmth of Jack�s mouth.

All attempts to remain distant and analytical failed when Jack�s hands slid up his back, pulling him closer to deepen the kiss. Sensation engulfed him�strong arms around him, determined tongue clashing with his own, Daniel let his barriers slip for the first time in his life, an truly let himself feel. He knew Jack would be there to pick up the pieces when it was all over, but it was still terrifying�and exhilarating. His entire body trembled at the onslaught of sensations, while at the same time burning with the need to feel more. His hands scrabbled against Jack�s wet back, trying to get closer than was physically possible, and when he felt the telling hardness of Jack�s erection digging into his hip through two layers of cotton, his own cock instantly twitched and thickened. Acting on base instinct, Daniel rolled his hips against Jack�s, grinding into him with an urgent need for friction.

With a startled grunt Daniel realised what he was doing and suddenly pushed away from Jack. His head was spinning, dizzy with arousal, but what little blood he still had left in his brain was screaming at him to run for the hills.

His body had reacted! And the fear that slammed through him in response to that reaction left him breathless. Literally.

Heedless of the water pouring down his face, Jack hovered over him. Had he fallen? Daniel couldn�t recall falling, but he must have. Daniel was distantly aware that Jack was talking to him, asking him questions laced with concern, but it sounded like it was coming from miles away�didn�t have anything to do with him.

Jack�s concern turned to mild panic as he watched Daniel floundering like a fish out of water. He was afraid to get too close�afraid he would only make things worse�but he needed to calm Daniel down in a big way, and he wasn�t responding to his voice. He had to risk it.

Jack edged closer until he was crouched down next to Daniel on the floor of the shower stall. He reached out with the same care snake handlers use on highly venomous species. When Daniel didn�t recoil or strike out at him, Jack made contact, gently placing a hand on Daniel�s arm. It seemed to work�Daniel�s eyes focused on him and his breathing started to even out.

�We have got to stop meeting like this,� Jack joked and got a weak smile in return. �Are you okay?� he asked seriously.

Daniel closed his eyes and took inventory. His heart rate was slowly returning to normal and the adrenalin in his system was starting to dissipate. He felt a little nauseous�probably from all the adrenalin�but otherwise he was fine. �I think I�m okay now,� he answered, his mouth almost too dry to get the words out.

�Did I go too fast?� asked Jack worriedly. �I didn�t mean to.�

�No, it wasn�t you. It was�I was okay with it,� Daniel said reassuringly. �In fact, I was a little bit too okay with it,� he added with a shy grimace.

Jack smiled warmly at him and stroked Daniel�s arm. �If you hadn�t noticed, I was pretty okay with it too.�

Daniel was about to argue that it was only normal for Jack to react that way to a kiss, when it suddenly occurred to him that it wasn�t�so far as he knew, Jack was as straight as they come, so it wasn�t at all normal for him to react that way to another man. Daniel blinked mutely up into Jack�s warm brown eyes and felt a moment of connection, like two pieces of a puzzle had clicked into place on some deep, unspoken level.

�You wanna try standing up now?� Jack asked, offering him a hand. Daniel took hold of it and was hauled to his feet with little effort.

�Jack��

�It�s alright, Daniel�no need to make a big deal about it,� Jack said with a shrug. �Soap?� he prompted.

Relieved, Daniel was spurred into action and twisted around to grab the bar of soap from its tray. Once again Jack had made everything alright, and he made it seem so easy. It always amazed Daniel how unshakable Jack was. Nothing seemed to faze him; he just rolled with the punches and came back with a clever retort without a feather out of place.

They washed separately, taking turns with the soap and facing away from each other as much as possible. Still, Daniel could feel the warm residual ache left behind by that kiss and he wondered for the first time if he might have finally found someone he could enjoy being with.

And how ironic that it happened to be someone he could never have.

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Scrubbed clean and wrapped in fresh towels, Jack and Daniel emerged from the steamy bathroom to find someone had left a huge basket of goodies for them on the little round table.

Jack instantly started rooting through their booty while Daniel plucked the little card off of the large basket�s handle and read it out loud.

�To help pass the time,� Daniel read, squinting a bit at the card because he hadn�t put on his glasses yet. �It�s Sam�s writing.�

�Somehow I doubt these are from Carter,� Jack said, dangling a pair of fuzzy pink handcuffs from his finger like they were toxic.

�I wouldn�t be so sure,� said Daniel.

�You know something I don�t know?� Jack asked suspiciously.

�Just that, like you, Sam tends to handle awkward situations with humour.�

Jack had to shrug, acknowledging the truth of that. �What else is there?� he asked, more for Daniel�s benefit than his own, seeing as he�d already peeked into the basket.

Daniel pulled out a family sized pack of Oreo cookies, a game of Yahtzee, a small stack of crossword puzzle books, and Jack�s PSP from home along with an assortment of games. At the bottom of the basket was a six pack of Budweiser, which Jack turned his nose up at, calling it an inferior brand of beer.

Tucked under the case of beer was a wrapped parcel with a little card attached. Daniel dug it out, handing the present to Jack while he once again did the honours, reading the card.

�It�s from Janet,� he said�all he got in reply was a grunt from Jack, who was having trouble unwrapping the gift with one hand still wrapped around Daniel�s waist. Daniel opened the card and read it to Jack. �Thought you might need these. Janet.�

Jack finally made progress with the stubborn gift wrap and revealed a DVD box set of the Die Hard movies.

�Sweet!� Jack exclaimed and turned the full force of his excited puppy-dog eyes on Daniel.

�Fine�put it on,� he said, checking through the basket�s contents again, hoping to find something resembling a book to read. He supposed he could keep himself busy with the crosswords whenever Jack pulled out the Playstation, but it wasn�t the same as curling up with a good book.

�Holy crap!� Jack shouted as he dropped the open box set onto the table like it had burst into flames.

�What?�

Jack didn�t answer; instead, he pointed at the offending present accusingly. Daniel indulged him and had a look for himself. Inside the DVD case there were no movies. Instead, Janet had inserted a book�just not the kind of book Daniel had been hoping for. A not-so-subtle photo on the cover of a paperback edition of �The Joy of Gay Sex� stared back at him.

Daniel�s initial reaction was the same as Jack�s�to recoil in sheer mortification from its presence�but after the shock of seeing it had worn off, he picked up the book and turned it over in his hands to read the back cover.

�Daniel?� Jack asked warily as his curious friend began flipping through the sex guide.

�She�s right, Jack,� Daniel answered with a distracted shrug, �this book might come in handy�unless you already know what you�re doing?� he asked leadingly.

Jack stared back at him blankly.

�I�ll take that as a no,� Daniel concluded. He continued to riffle through the pages while Jack resolutely refused to look. �That�s interesting,� Daniel muttered.

Despite himself, Jack had to take a peek. He was expecting to see a full-page, explicitly detailed colour photograph of something he really didn�t want to look at, but all there was on the page Daniel had stopped at was boring old text. And a bookmark with Janet�s handwriting on the back of it.

�Look in the top drawer of the dresser.�

They shared a baffled look before shuffling their way across the room to the bulky wooden dresser that dominated the far wall. Jack cautiously pulled the top drawer open and they peered into it together, drawing strength in numbers.

�Oh,� said Daniel, which was more than Jack was able to say. Lying at the bottom of the otherwise empty drawer was a pump bottle of the same lubricant Doctor Fraiser used during her more intrusive examinations.

Daniel slowly shut the drawer and they stood there, speechless, each of them trying to think of something appropriate to say.

�Game of Yahtzee?� asked Jack, going for all-out denial.

�Sounds good,� Daniel agreed amiably, and they turned their backs on the ominous pull of the drawer and its contents. By a silent agreement, they�d decided they would deal with that when they had to, and not before.
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