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SGC Command:
My first mission back to the SGC was memorable to say the least. I became reacquainted with Doctor Daniel Jackson, I met Captain, I mean Doctor Samantha Carter, I gained a new boss, Major General George Hammond, and I met a Jaffa named Teal`c. Unfortunately, we lost Daniel’s wife, Sha`re and her brother Skaara to the Goa`uld Apophis. Daniel stayed with the SGC determined to find Sha`re, even though she had been turned into a snakehead, and I was determined to bring Skaara back to Abydos. Skaara and I had bonded like father and son on the earlier mission and I was determined not to lose another son.
I also got to work with Charlie Kawalsky again. We had worked together in Iraq, a number of Special Ops missions, and on the first Stargate mission in 1996. We worked well together, and I was happy to work with him on the new mission, but my hormones were playing havoc on me the entire time. I had always been attracted to Charlie, even when I was married to Sara, but I never acted on those desires. Now that I had a divorce, and I was dealing with my son’s death in a less suicidal manner, I found myself willing to try some sort of intimacy with Kawalsky, but I wasn’t sure how he would react to the idea. Back in Iraq, he had made it very clear that he wanted me, but he wouldn’t ask me to cheat on Sara, and he never pushed the issue. We managed to work together for the next five years with minimum flirting on his part, but I always wondered what it would be like to be touched by those large hands and strong arms.
When I retired after the first Stargate mission, I pretended like Charlie Kawalsky never existed. I deleted his email, I “lost” his phone number, and I ignored all of his phone calls and visits. I thought that if I refused to see or talk to him my attraction would go away. I was wrong. If anything it escalated. I had been with men in the Air Force Academy, but it had been over a decade since I had married Sara, and I feared the memories that might be drudged up if I allowed a man to touch me again. Iraq had pretty much turned me off on the male body, but deep down I missed a strong presence above me taking control and being protective.
When we were reunited at the SGC, I wanted nothing more than to kiss and grope him in front of my new team members and General Hammond, but the Colonel in me wouldn’t allow such a display of affection. However, I did promise myself that I would let him know how I felt when we returned from Abydos, and that was exactly what I did. I told them BOTH how I felt…
When I walked into the locker room, I saw him standing by his locker, “Did the Doc check out that headache Kawalsky?” I asked watching him towel of his wet chest. He had recently showered, and I wanted nothing more than to lick the water off his body.
“She gave me some Aspirin, and ordered me to stay on base for the next couple of days. She said that it was probably the stress of being sent through the Stargate.”
“She’s probably right, but you never know. Maybe you’re allergic to sand or something.”
He smiled warmly, “I’m sorry about Skaara. I know you two were close on the first mission.”
“We’ll find him and Sha`re, so let’s not talk about it anymore.”
He stepped closer to me, “What do you want to talk about? I know, how about your inability to return calls or open doors?”
I winced in shame, “I’m sorry about that, but I was going through some shit, and I didn’t want to be around anyone.”
“Anyone…or just me? Because I got the sense that you were ignoring me for some reason.”
I took a step away from him hoping to avoid the truth, “I was ignoring everyone, not just you.”
He stepped closer forcing my back to the wall, “Are you sure about that Colonel? You seem awfully nervous right now.”
I licked my lips involuntarily as he pierced me with his eyes, “I’m not nervous. I just have things on my mind.”
“Really? Like what?”
“Skaara, Ferretti, world peace, the Simpsons.”
His smile lit the entire room, “You still watch that show? I’ll never forget that time we watched that twelve hour Simpson’s marathon on FOX. You wouldn’t stop making Homer jokes for a week. I’m glad to see that some things haven’t changed,” he grabbed my left hand gently, and stroked my ring finger, “and some things have changed haven’t they?”
I looked down at the ring less finger, “I suppose they have. Have you changed any?”
“Yeah…I have changed. I have more courage to do this…” he leaned in and kissed me gently on the lips. I eagerly kissed him back almost attacking his mouth. We hugged each other into a tight embrace, both of us too afraid to break contact. Neither one of us wanted to give the other a chance to change their mind, so we kissed for several minutes, struggling to breath, and to stay on our feet.
It was me who finally ended the kiss, “Lock the door Charlie,” I ordered as I practically tore off my t-shirt.
“Are you sure you want to do this here? It’s not exactly where I pictured this happening for the first time.”
“Beggars can’t be choosers Charlie. Lock the door and get your ass back over here.”
He hurriedly did as he was told, and before I knew it, he had my pants off, and he was on his knees sucking me off. I held on tightly to his shoulders as he practically swallowed me whole. He sucked like a Hoover vacuum, and I was quickly losing control of my ability to talk. All I heard escaping from my mouth were moans, and one-syllable words of encouragement like, “Yes…God…Fuck.”
“Give it to me Jack. I’ve been dying to taste you for years. Let me have it. Shoot it in my mouth,” he demanded stroking me to climax. I closed my eyes as I shot my warm load down my Major’s mouth.
I couldn’t stop smiling as he took it all down, and I wondered why in the hell I had denied myself of this pleasure for so many years. I was dying to pleasure him and return, and I began to reach for his crotch. However, I watched in surprise as he pulled my pants up and handed me my t-shirt, “That’s it? Don’t you want more? I know I do.”
“Jack, this is not how I want you the first time. I want it to be special.”
“Well the blow job was pretty special to me. I’m sure a fuck would be even better.”
He smiled sadly, “A Fuck? Is that what you think I want from you? Didn’t you get enough of that at the Academy and in Iraq?”
I pulled my t-shirt on hastily, “Iraq? Why the hell did you have to bring that up? You are such a bastard!”
He grabbed my arm as I headed for the door, “I just meant that you’re worth more than that. I want to take my time and show you how I feel about you. If I wanted to fuck a piece of ass up against the locker room wall I would have brought Ferretti in here.”
“You and Ferretti have fucked?”
“No! I just mean that he doesn’t mean the same thing to me that you do. I want to do it right you know?”
I rolled my eyes teasingly, “What? You want a bed and candles? How about some romantic music and incense?”
He pulled me in for another kiss, “That would be ideal. Can you bust me out of the base for the night? We could go to your house and take this further.”
“I don’t know about that. The Doc is pretty insistent that you stay here. Let’s wait until your headache goes away, and your all clear for duty.”
He kissed me again, obviously frustrated with my denial, “Shit Jack. I don’t know if I can wait that long.”
“Then take me now up against the wall. It would serve as a taste of what’s to come when we get time alone,” I suggested stroking his rock hard erection through his pants. He rocked his hips back and forth allowing me to grope him, and he continued feasting on my mouth.
Without warning, he shoved me back up against the wall and growled, “Jack, stop tempting me. This is not how I want it. I’ve wanted you for the last eight years, and I can wait another day or two. I want you to behave yourself, and respect my choice.”
I pouted and complained, but I stopped my seduction, and watched him walk back towards his locker. He got dressed trying to avoid my glares and my sighs of disappointment, “So you’re just going to assume that I can wait and that I won’t change my mind?”
He slammed his locker and closed his eyes in frustration, “You denied me for years Jack, and now you’re pissed because I’ve asked you to wait for the proper time? You don’t have the right to be pissed at me. You’re the one who ignored me for the last year. Hell, I didn’t even know about your kid dying until Jackson told me. Why did you tell him that and not me? I’ve saved your ass more times than I can count, and I’ve told you that I want a relationship with you, and still you told him about Charlie. Why not me Jack?”
“I don’t want to talk about Charlie. Just drop it.” I barked back heading for the door.
Once again he grabbed my arm before I could leave, “That’s it Jack. Clam up like always. You don’t want to talk about it, fine, but you and I will have this conversation before we take this thing between us any further. When you’re ready to talk about it, you know where I am.”
Dumbfounded, I watched him walk out the door wondering what the hell went wrong.
I waited exactly three hours before I hunted him down. I had to fix the shit I caused, and if I was lucky, I might get to have a little fun as well. I found him in the room that he shared with Ferretti and two members from SG-2. Ferretti was in the infirmary and SG-2 was prepping for its first mission through the Stargate. I reached to knock on the door, but he opened the door before I had a chance. I was surprised that he knew I was at the door, and I wondered when he had developed such a keen sense of smell or sound.
When he saw me, he smiled and welcomed me in, “That didn’t take long Jack. I was hoping that you would come here to me.”
I watched as he closed and locked the door, and I didn’t hesitate to apologize, “I’m sorry for being pissed at you. I had no right to be, and I should have told you about Charlie, but I was afraid of getting closer to you. I know that I’ve been an asshole, but I also know that I want you more than anything else in this world. I’ve always wanted you.”
He didn’t give a verbal response, but his mouth responded quite well. He kissed me hard pushing me up against the bunk bed, and he reached down into my pants stroking me to hardness. I tried to break from the kiss to catch my breath, but he wouldn’t let go of my mouth as he tore my shirt off. I moaned in surprise as he pushed me down onto the bed forcefully, and he stopped kissing me long enough to take off my boots and my pants.
I grabbed his hand as it reached for my dick, “Charlie, what’s gotten in to you? I thought you wanted to wait?”
“Screw that shit! We got a bed at least, and we’re all alone.”
“We could get caught.” I warned as he began kissing my neck.
“That didn’t seem to bother you in the locker room. Besides, I’ve waited long enough. Tell me you want me like I want you,” he begged sucking on my earlobe and pinching a nipple.
“Yes, I want you Charlie, but you’re acting like a completely different person than you were three hours ago.”
He stopped kissing me and instead sucked on his large finger. I watched as he brought the saliva coated finger down to the skin just below my balls and rubbed. The finger inched its way down, and I was in agony as he spread my cheeks apart and teased the tight entrance with the tip of his finger, “What can I say Jack? Frustration can drive a man crazy. I want you and it’s obvious that you want me, so I’m going to end both of our aggravation tonight.”
I didn’t stop him when he pushed the finger inside of me. I didn’t care that I was completely naked, while he was fully clothed, and I didn’t mind that he was in complete control of the situation. He carefully inserted two more fingers inside of me, loosening my hole up for his much larger cock.
He continued fingering me as he unzipped his pants. I watched him push them down to his knees, and I thought that it was strange for him to do so. Just three hours earlier he had told me that he wanted to take me slowly, and show me what I meant to him. Now it seemed that he only wanted to dominate and fuck me. Despite my reservations, I didn’t stop him from entering me. The pain was immediate, the discomfort of being impaled almost made me stop him, but he slowly penetrated me, quickly turning the pain into pleasure. It felt so good having him inside of me. It was consuming and passionate. We licked, sucked, scratched, and bit each other almost violently. I shuddered in pleasure tearing the blanket and sheets from the bed, and the bed springs screamed in displeasure as he pounded into me.
“Mine, you’re mine Jack,” he announced as he filled my insides with wet sticky semen. I smiled liking the idea of being his. He stroked me in his fist until I erupted in pleasure as well. He bent down and kissed me once again stroking the side of my face tenderly.
“God, that was even better than the Simpsons. I think I would like to do that for twelve hours the next time we’re in the mood for a marathon,” I joked massaging his sweaty back with my hands.
“I want you O’Neill,” he stated taking my hands into his own and placing them above my head.
“You just had me Charlie, “I smiled trying to rub my crotch up against his.
“I want you O’Neill,” a metallic voice rang out. I looked up into his glowing eyes and stared in shock as the Goa`uld made itself known to me. “Yes…that’s it. I love the look of fear in your eyes. Perhaps I should take you as my host. Would you like that?”
“Get the fuck off of me! Charlie, snap out of this. Let me go before…”
“Before what?” it interrupted, “Before I take you as my host instead or before I take your body for pleasure again?”
“Again?”
“Yes…We BOTH took you. He has wanted you for so long willing to wait an eternity for you to want him in return. I on the other hand, didn’t want to wait, so I took what I wanted.”
“Charlie you have to fight him. Let me get you the help you need,” he ran his tongue down my neck and up to my mouth, “Charlie! Stop the snakehead. I know you can.”
The metallic voice laughed cruelly holding me down easily, “This is why the Goa`uld chose the human body. You are all naïve, fragile, and beautiful, and you make the perfect host or conquest. Just relax O’Neill. You won’t feel a thing except for me wrapping around your spinal cord and burrowing into your head. You’ll be stronger, faster, and smarter than you’ve ever been. You want age, and you’ll be practically invulnerable.”
“Yeah, I just won’t have a free will or choice in any matter,” I kneed him as hard as I could in the groin. I found out that day that even the Goa`uld can’t take a knee in the crotch. He howled in pain releasing my hands. I shoved him off of me and grabbed my clothes. I watched him carefully as I threw my clothes on quickly.
“Damn, all that power and strength, and yet a kick in the nuts took you down.”
He rolled around on the floor in agony, “Jack, what the hell was that for?”
Kawalsky rolled over onto his back and I noticed that the glowing eyes were gone, “Charlie, what’s the last thing you remember?”
“That’s a stupid question Jack.”
“Answer me!”
“We were arguing in the locker room, and I walked out. How the hell did we get in my quarters?”
“Let’s just get you to the infirmary for now. I guess you passed out from your headache.”
“Why the hell are my pants down?”
“I’ll explain it to you later.”
“Damn, I got my pants down with you in the room, and I passed out?”
“I guess so”, I lied preferring for him to hear the truth about the Goa`uld from the doctor.
He stood up and fastened his pants, “Promise me next time that you slap me silly and wake me up. I don’t ever want an opportunity to be naked with you pass.”
I smiled in agreement and escorted him to the infirmary. I never did tell him the truth about what happened between us. I didn’t want to add to the fear and guilt he had on him because of the snake. He had killed a man with his bare hands, and I didn’t want to add to his misery with the truth about our intimacy. It would have torn him apart to know that the snake fucked me; not him. He had wanted our first time to be special, and I wasn’t about to tell him the truth; that it was anything but special. It had been quick, possessive, and violent, and it had reminded me of Iraq in more ways than one.
That fucking snake caused me to kill Charlie by closing the Stargate down with his head in the wormhole, and even though I knew it was the right thing to do, I couldn’t help but to think about the snake less Charlie, and what he had meant to me. It had taken me six years to be comfortable with intimacy again, and I truly trusted Kawalsky with my body and soul, but instead of receiving happiness, I received reaffirmation that I was nothing but a conquest for men, and I promised myself that I would never allow that to happen again.
This was originally part of a series called “The Truth Behind the Stargate.” I never had a chance to work on the series, so I have made this a stand-alone story.
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