Little Shop of Not
Such a Horror
Whoever his bedmate
was, Jack decided groggily, he was one *big* sonuvabitch because he had him
draped over his lap like a five-year-old.
Not that he was complaining, mind you.
He had a fondness for good-sized lovers, good-sized in *all*
departments, and if the hands holding him at the back and waist were any
indication, his new one wasn't going to be a disappointment.
Wanting to get the
action started, he snuggled his backside into the crotch under him, murmuring
appreciatively while he nuzzled the chest at his nose, glad he had gone
commando as usual so there was as little as possible between them. Guy had a nice scent, too - spicy and
unusual, but familiar, somehow. Another
restless squirm helped him find a patch of bare skin, at the neck and he
sampled it with a small lick. Oh, yeah,
tasty, definitely tasty.
"O'Neill,"
Teal'c warned quietly, the rumble of it against his cheek finally turning on
the lights in Jack's head. No wonder
the smell was familiar.
"Let me
guess," he said wryly, freezing in place.
"I missed something really important, right?"
"You were stung
by a Gartang."
"That wasn't
good, was it?" Hastily Jack ran a
quick inventory of body parts and their functions. He had everything, but his left leg was bare from the thigh down,
boot gone, revealing a swollen calf
that had no sensation in it at all.
Feeling like he weighed a ton, the only movement he could manage for the
most part was small things - talking or twiddling his fingers.
"If you had been
alone when attacked, it would have been fatal," Teal'c said calmly. "The plant's venom paralyzes its victim
long enough for the rootlets in the soil to dissolve the skin and muscle. Once
that occurs, blood loss quickly results in death. As it is, you will be unable to regain full mobility for some
hours."
"A plant did
this to me?" Jack said indignantly.
"I don't remember stopping to smell the roses! In fact...." He paused to consider, "The last thing I do remember was
taking point on the way back to the gate after we finished our meeting with
those not so friendly natives."
"A sneezing
episode caused DanielJackson to pause, and SamanthaCarter waited with him to
assist if necessary. During that time
you reached the colony, and it attacked.
As I have encountered the Gartang before, I knew how to temporarily
disarm them in order to effect a retrieval."
"And we didn't
go back through the gate because...." Jack let his voice rise
questioningly on the last word.
"It is too large
a colony to transverse. If we attempted
to disable the closest members of it to pass through, by the time we neared the
other side those plants behind us would have re-armed. It also encloses us on all sides; herding
prey is a common strategy for the species."
"You make it
sound intelligent for pete's sake," O'Neil complained.
"The Ga'ould
believe it may possess a hive mind with limited abilities," Teal'c said
imperturbably. "At the least it is
a highly effective predator. By day it is
a harmless parasite living concealed on the underside of unremarkable
flora."
"Which explains
why we didn't have any trouble getting past it earlier," Jack mumbled to
himself, annoyed with being taken out by a *plant.*
As if he hadn't been
interrupted, Teal'c finished, "After darkness falls, it moves to the top
of its host and waits for the unwary to pass within the border of its root
system. It is only after the animal is
deeply within its sphere of influence, unable to thrash or run beyond it after
the first sting of the dart, that it strikes.
Circumstances favored us very highly in that were defensible retreats
nearby."
"Well, if we're
so lucky, why are we all sitting here in the dark instead of back at the
base?" Jack said reasonably.
"Daniel and Sam *are* nearby, right? They didn't become plant food?"
"This rock
out-cropping was not large enough for all of us - DanielJackson is five yards
away to our south on the top of a boulder, Major Carter a few feet beyond
him."
Automatically Jack
reached for the microphone attached to his uniform at the shoulder. His hand only managed a few wobbly inches
before flopping back in his lap.
Without commenting Teal'c pressed the mike button for him. "Carter? Daniel? Report in."
"Good to hear
from you, sir," Sam said promptly.
"Did Teal'c tell you that the Gartang are dangerous to
Ga'ould? They tried to exterminate them
because of it."
"That is true,
O'Neill," Teal'c confirmed.
"They had thought themselves successful; indeed, this is the first
infestation I have seen since I trained with Master Bray'tac."
"So the enemy of
my enemy is my....lunch?" Jack quipped.
"Let me guess. Daniel, you
and Sam are trying to figure out a way to communicate with them to make them
our allies."
"Well, I haven't
got anything better to do at the moment," Daniel said dryly.
"Never thought
the practice I had talking to my house plants would come in handy," Sam
added.
Reassured that his
teammates not only weren't harmed, but were in good spirits, Jack said,
"If anybody can figure out how to get a petunia to respond, it's you
two. Let us know if you have any
progress. Out."
To Teal'c he said,
"I take it at dawn these man-eating rose bushes of ours will go back to
being harmless."
"The Gartang are
dormant during the daylight hours," Teal'c agreed.
"And they can't
get up on our nice, comfy rock here.
Thank you by the way for providing padding."
"They cannot,
and this seemed the most efficient method of assuring I had not overlooked a
means by which the Gartang could reach you while you were unconscious."
Closing his eyes to
the dimly lit world, Jack sighed.
"Well since nothing can get through them to get to us, and they
most likely can't get to us either, I think I'll let you have the first watch. Being paralyzed is a lot more tiring than it
looks." He dragged up an eyelid to
peek at his friend and added, "That is, if I'm not too heavy for you,
here. Your job description does not
include being a cushion for me."
"Rest would be
wise, O'Neill, and I do not find your weight...disagreeable."
For a split second
Jack could have sworn there was something under the innocuous words, but there
wasn't enough light to see his friend's expression clearly, and reading Teal'c
meant reading the fine print. "Don't
hesitate to dump me if it gets to be too much," he said lamely, and went
back to trying to catch a few z's.
Like any good
soldier, he had learned a long time ago to sleep when he could, and to sleep
lightly; survival depended on it. So
when something began bumping at his hip, he woke completely, instantly, without
moving, slitting his eyes to see he could spot the danger. Nothing had changed from when he'd dozed
off, though the air had that subtly colder feel to it that meant on just about
any world he'd been on that dawn was coming.
Under his ear he could hear Teal'c's heartbeat, steady and even, and he
doubted seriously anything threatening would have gotten past the Jaffa's
awareness.
He started to nod off
when it happened again, and this time it was obvious where the nudges were
coming from. His instant reaction was
to jump away or to at least sit up straight, but his numbed body only twitched
violently.
"O'Neill?"
Pretending was
generally not the best thing to do with Teal'c, so he said, hoping a smile came
across in his voice, "Please tell me that's a hard-on and not Junior
poking at me."
Instantly the massive
body under him tensed, becoming almost indistinguishable from the stone around
them. But Teal'c answered in his usual
measured tones, "The larva has become aware of your nearness and is
investigating."
"Investigating?" That did *not* sound good and brought up too
many memories of a snakehead looking at him as a potential host.
Apparently discerning
the cause for Jack's alarm, Teal'c elaborated.
"For the infant Ga'ould, the only possible reason for prolonged
physical nearness is for procreation.
It is seeking to approve of my selection of sexual partners, as it is
far too immature to understand there may be other causes for such proximity."
Blinking, Jack mulled
that over, then said indignantly, "Approve! You're telling me you can't have a roll in the hay unless Junior
says you can?"
Much of the tension
in Teal'c was ebbing away, and he said with a tiny trace of humor, "Given
the location of its pouch, interfering is easily accomplished."
Jack made a
face. "Point. Bet your girlfriends and wife *loved* having
to be told it was okay before they could have fun."
"It is difficult
to accept." The humor was gone,
leaving behind only the flat resignation with which Teal'c faced the
unchangeable.
"I'll bet,"
Jack muttered, feeling like he'd put his foot in it. Fortunately it seemed Teal'c was willing to let it rest, and he
tried to relax again, doing his best to ignore Junior's continued prodding.
"Jack."
Startled because
Teal'c *never* used his first name, he blurted, "Huh?" and then
waited to be tossed to the people-eating plants for being a clod.
"You did not
seem to object to the other possibility you mentioned." Teal'c had never sounded more inscrutable,
which meant he had to be hiding something important.
Because of that, and
because he considered the Jaffa a friend as well as a teammate, Jack said
honestly, "Well, no, I wouldn't have minded if you had been feeling
frisky. Hell, it didn't seem to bother
you when I came out of it acting a little frisky myself."
"You thought I
was a former lover?"
"Or a new
one." Okay, he thought, true
confessions time. Something big was
obviously on Teal'c's mind, and maybe a little honesty about his sordid past
would help. "I went through a
rough patch before I married Sarah - for a while there it wouldn't have
surprised me who I woke up with or where, sorry to say. Hope that doesn't, ah, disgust you too
much."
"It does
not." The huge arms cradling him
tightened almost imperceptibly.
"It pleases me that you found me acceptable."
Hope and renewed
desire warmed Jack's guts and he said carefully, "Never heard you or
Daniel mention what the Ga'ould thought of same-sex relations. Thought it might not matter since we're
talking about a parasite that will take whatever body is handy, if
necessary."
"The infant
Ga'ould have definite gender preferences, though true females, queens, are
rare," Teal's answered.
"However, they do not tolerate homosexuality among their slaves; it
interferes with maintaining the population.
It is especially forbidden among the Jaffar, where loyalty to a fellow
warrior might conflict with loyalty to the Ga'ould."
"I don't want
know what they do to their gays or lesbians, do I?" Considering some of the atrocities earth
humans were capable of, he couldn't even imagine how much farther the
snakeheads were capable of going.
"You do
not."
"Didn't think
so." Jack thought he might as well
come out with it, since Teal'c was a straightforward kind of guy, and he stated
rather than asked, "You're gay, aren't you."
"I
am." Though the Jaffa didn't move
at all, Jack was willing to swear there was a softening in Teal'c, the kind
that came from confessing a secret you'd been carrying by yourself for far too
long.
"Then you
probably ought to know that I find you *way* more than acceptable," Jack
murmured, both because it was the truth and because it the best way to tell his
friend that he understood the burden he lived with.
"There are rules
and regulations against such things in your armed forces," Teal'c reminded
him gently, but there was no denying he was holding Jack more closely, almost
cuddling him.
"I know, believe
me, I know. But the longer I'm in the
service, the more stargate missions I go on, the harder it is for me to buy
into some of those rules and regs. Too
many of them are based on what textbook officers think textbook soldiers should
do in textbook situations. We haven't
run into too many of those."
"That does not
negate the dangers. Nor the
difficulties."
"And rules and
regs don't sway your friends or stop them from helping you," Jack shot
back. "Especially when they don't
necessarily agree with them in the first place. Are you honestly worried about Sam or Daniel turning on either of
us because of our sexual preferences?"
He was quiet for so
long that Jack began to worry that maybe the big lunk *did* believe that it was
a possibility. "Teal'c!"
"Forgive me,
O'Neill. It is simply that I have lived
with total secrecy for so long that it is very difficult for me to accept that
it is no longer required." It was
the closest he'd ever heard the Jaffa to sounding uncertain, and Jack tilted
back his head to make eye contact to reassure him.
"I understand
that. They will, too." Daringly he touched the center of Teal'c's
bottom lip, shivering minutely at the soft, lush feel. "So I guess the question is, does
Junior approve of me?"
The stirring this
time was definitely *not* from Junior, and Teal'c's face was transformed to a
mask of barely controlled need that was as scary as it was exciting. But he said hoarsely, "He does not; you
are male."
"Fuck." Jack rarely swore, but couldn't think of a
better reason. "Is there anyway to
sedate him or something? Maybe take him
out of you completely?" Without
intending it as torment, he squirmed on the ridge forming under his backside,
trying to get comfortable on it. The
lips under his still exploring finger parted to allow panting breaths to
escape, and he had to fight the urge to slide his finger in to sample the heat
and moistness beyond them.
"There is a
way." Teal'c whispered. "You
will find it distasteful."
That gave Jack pause,
because he'd finally gotten the idea that Teal'c had rarely, possibly *never*
had the opportunity to have what he really needed. He wasn't going to offer, then leave him tied in knots because he
couldn't go through with whatever it took to satisfy a Jaffar. "Can't hurt to tell me," he said
at last.
"The one within
me is very immature still, and susceptible to certain needs of its own,"
Teal'c began indirectly.
Trying to patient,
but having trouble because the cock under him was every bit as huge as he'd
hoped earlier it would be, Jack mumbled, "Yeah?"
"It requires
large amounts of protein, which is usually provided by my diet. However, there are certain protein liquids
it can ingest directly, and one in particular is very...satisfying for
it."
"Liquid
protein," Jack repeated doubtfully, vaguely wondering where in the hell
would they get that here. Then Teal'c
gingerly cupped his arousal through his pants, thumb settling significantly
over the wet spot at the tip of his hard-on.
If he hadn't been about to shoot from that single touch, Jack would have
lost it entirely.
As it was a cold fist
clenched in his stomach, and he asked bluntly.
"Come? It likes come? Are you telling me that Junior is a
cocksucker?" He shuddered. "No way am I letting it near me like
that, Teal'c. I'll do whatever I can to
help you ignore or work around it, but I'd never be able get it up, let alone
finish under those circumstances."
"Nor would it
co-operate with such an activity," Teal'c assured him calmly,
"Because of the source. But if I
offer semen as a supplement, it would accept it from me and be somnambulant for
a time, allowing us to do what we wish."
"Like bribing a
kid with candy. You know this
because?"
"As youths we
are encouraged not to waste the natural product of hormonal activity,"
Teal'c nearly intoned, as if instructing an adolescent himself.
"You feed Junior
when you jerk off," Jack translated.
He thought about it hard, encouraged by the careful pressure over his
aching arousal. "You give me a hand job, feed my cream to Junior, and then
we can do what we want. Okay. I can manage that." He pushed up against the hand on him. "In fact, if you don't stop, we're
going to be able to manage that right now."
With a soft sigh that
was more erotic than anything Jack had ever heard before, Teal'c reciprocated
by pressing his hips up into Jack's bottom, his erection a fiery brand against
it. "Please."
Jack had the idea he
didn't know exactly what he was begging for, and he curled a hand around the
thick column of the Jaffa's neck to pull him down until they were almost
nose-to-nose. "What? What is it you're starving for, Teal'c? To be sucked? To suck? To have your ass filled? Or to claim a tight, little pucker with that
huge dick of yours? I'd do any and all
of it for you, but you gotta give me a clue, here."
He didn't understand
the answer, and before he could ask Teal'c to repeat it, those incredible lips
covered his in a kiss that knocked away everything but the need for relief,
now. Thick fingers fumbled at his fly,
and he tried to help as best he could, but the moment the calloused palm closed
over his shaft he was lost.
Instinctively keeping his moans down to harsh grunts, he pumped into the
loose tunnel, his climax speeding through him in an undeniable rush.
Teal'c muffled his
shout of completion by deepening their kiss, then gentled it as the shock of
pleasure passed, almost nursing at Jack's lower lip. When he went limp with the aftermath, Teal'c dug under his shirt,
his palm glistening with Jack's offering.
Fascinated in spite of himself, Jack watched the vague moments under the
fabric, guessing that his lover was shoving through the pouch opening to leave
the sperm there. "That's gotta
hurt," he mumbled, but the hard-on under him didn't soften in the
slightest, and a moment later there was an unmistakable gleam of satisfaction
in Teal'c's eyes.
"It will be
occupied for some time now, first devouring all traces, then resting to absorb
the fluid."
"Good, I'm glad
it's happy. What can I do to make *you*
happy?"
Teal'c hesitated,
then slid his hand down to cup Jack's ass.
"It is forbidden," he whispered hoarsely, "But what I
desire most."
"Sounds good to
me, too," Jack said, trying to shift positions so that he was astride his
companion's lap. "In fact, sounds
pretty damned terrific." Clumsily
he got one leg to co-operate, but the injured one, for the first time buzzing
unpleasantly with the promise of pain, refused to work. "Give me hand here, willya?"
"Your
injury," Teal'c said with surprise.
"I had forgotten.
Perhaps..."
"Perhaps
nothing," Jack interrupted.
"I *want* you Teal'c.
Look." He waved in the
general direction of his opened pants where he had more than half a hard-on
showing. "I'm damn near dying for
it. Come on, don't leave me
hanging." Jack knew he was playing
dirty, going for Teal'c's conscience, but didn't see any other way to coax him
past his sudden, very uncharacteristic attack of nerves. Besides the heat from the Jaffa was
*scorching.* He had to need it bad.
Bracing himself by
the forearms on Teal'c's shoulders, he got himself turned with his friend's help,
then reached down between them to undo his new lover's zipper. "Whoa!" he breathed reverently,
needing both hands to take out the massive dick. "I gotta get this in me."
His unmitigated lust
seemed to be the last straw for Teal'c.
With a powerful yank, he tore at the fabric still covering Jack's
injured leg, ripping it all the way to the crotch and into the other half of
the pants. With trembling fingers he
probed at the revealed pucker, his cock leaping as if to find its own way
there.
"Lube," Jack
muttered, half to himself, groping for the pack beside him. "Been too long and you're too
big."
Teal'c gave no sign
of hearing or understanding the comment.
Holding Jack tightly at the waist, he lifted him high enough to get them
properly aligned, nearly making Jack drop the sunscreen he'd snagged just in
time.
"Let me handle
the first part," Jacked said hastily, not sure his lover knew the
basics. "Take you at my own speed,
okay? You hang in there."
"Please." God, he was getting addicted to hearing
Teal'c whisper that word in that ravenous, not quite in control tone of voice.
Reaching back Jack
prepared himself as quickly as he could, almost as aroused as he had been
earlier. Then he slicked up Teal'c, a
violent stab of lust going through him when his lover quietly moaned his
name. Shakily kneeling up, depending on
the Jaffa to keep him steady, he aimed the plum-dark head of Teal'c's cock at
his entrance, and gingerly sat down on it, letting out a slow breath as he did.
"Fucking
huge," he groaned, the stretched muscle burning in complaint as it was
breached. "Love it,
though." He took a few inches,
rose up to relieve some of the pressure, then settled back down, taking a bit
more and feeling the first bit of give in his channel, the first wave of
pleasure.
As good as it was, it
was the sight of Teal'c, head thrown back, throat exposed, mouth-hanging open
as he fought for air that hit him hardest.
New hunger clenched his insides, over-riding his body's lingering weakness,
and he began to ride more impatiently, wanting it all, wanting it now. Within minutes he was sitting flat on his
lover's lap, internal muscles flexing happily around the mammoth pole lodged up
his ass.
"Damn," he
said so thickly it was hardly a word.
Laying his head in the center of Teal'c's chest, arms around his neck,
he relaxed as much as he could, then trying to say it the same way his lover
did, murmured, "Please."
A fine tremor
shimmied through Teal'c's tautly held muscles, and he experimentally thrust up
the tiniest bit. "Jack," he
whispered.
"Tanya...oh..." The
next thrust was more sure, then Jack rode down on the one after that, making
Teal'c explode into a flurry of wild pumping that was both rough and tender.
Jack had no idea if
he could finish again, but he didn't care.
The primal pounding he was getting was all he really needed, and giving
Teal'c what *he* needed soothed some wounded place in his own soul. And to judge by the way Teal'c was using
him, he might not have time. With that
in mind, he concentrated on making it good for his lover, hardly noticing the
demands of his own body in the process.
It wasn't until he
felt something odd on the head of his dick that Jack realized that Teal'c's
shirt had ridden up, and he was rubbing onto the branded tissue of Junior's
pouch. To his shock, it sent a thrill
into him, a nasty one that was half-triumphant, half-mean. The larval Ga'ould was twisting, bumping at
the entrance, but Jack's weight kept it inside, no matter how hard it
tried. Nor was it distracting Teal'c;
at this point Jack thought nothing could have kept him from getting what he so
desperately wanted.
"Gotcha, you
little bastard," he crowed silently to himself. "You want to stop us, huh?
Can't stand the fact that your so-called slave is getting some ass? Or are you jealous cause *you* want my load
for yourself? Is that it? Want some more come, you pathetic worm? Want it?" Jack rocked down hard on Teal'c's cock, putting his weight into
getting it in even father. "Want
it?" he unintentionally said aloud.
"Yes!"
Teal'c whispered, the sound barely touching his lips. "Yes, yes, yes, yes....
Tanay!" With a last
gigantic surge up, forcing Jack down at the hips, he shot deep inside him,
flooding him with liquid fire.
"God,
Teal'c..." Jack clenched around
the rod, the pulses of release from it throbbing through his own cock. "God." The unexpected bursts of sensation were all it took, and he fell into his own release, sagging
bonelessly onto his lover while his mind dissolved into the intense pleasure.
Without intending
too, he nearly slipped from bliss to rest, but when Teal'c's fingers slipped
between them to scoop up his seed, he roused, inching back enough that his
lover had access to Junior's pouch.
"Waste not, want not?"
"It will make
him more amenable to your presence if it is associated with protein."
Underneath the calm
words was a question, and Jack leaned back so that Teal'c could see his
expression. "I suppose he should
be fed regularly," he leered, delighted when one of Teal'c's eyebrows went up in mild surprise,
the dick inside him stirring lazily.
"That could be
very beneficial," Teal'c agreed, with the barest quirk of humor on his
lips.
"That it
could," Jack said grinning.
"That it could."
Reluctantly, pain beginning to nag through his euphoria, he sat back on
his heels and pulled Teal'c's shirt into place. "Dawn's coming; we'd better get tidied up here before Sam
and Daniel show."
"I had not
thought," Teal'c said in alarm, sitting up straighter. "Dr. Fraiser...."
"Been around the
block a few times, Teal'c. I know what
to do to keep her off track. Besides,
we have a perfect excuse here for the shredded pants and a few odd bruises or
two." With a pained sigh, he
pulled free of Teal'c, when all he really wanted to do was go to sleep just the
way they were and wake up to a nice, leisurely screwing. It only took a few minutes to get things
re-arranged, Jack deciding he'd tie his outer shirt around his waist before going
through the stargate to keep from flashing everyone in the Gate Room.
He started to curl
into a warm spot to try to sleep a little more, but Teal'c gently hauled him
back into his lap. "As you have
said we have a sound reason for physical closeness."
He gestured at the
area around the rock, and Jack realized that the dawn had brightened the sky
enough that for the first time he could see the Gartang closely surrounding
their rock. It looked like they were on
an island in the midst of a sea of white and pale blue blossoms, one that was
slowly sinking under the insubstantial weight of those flowers. "They can't get up here, right?"
he asked, suddenly nervous.
"They could, but
if we were subdued while out of the reach of their root system, it would be a
waste of a sting." He pointed with
his staff to several dark spots in the center of a slowly closing flower. "Gas propelled at a very low velocity,
and it must generate more for another attempt.
It is a very pragmatic species; if one meal escapes with the coming of
the day, another will be caught tomorrow.
It does not seem to have the ability to theorize that the lost prey may
come back and destroy it."
"That's how they
get through Ga'ould shields, then."
Jack yawned, burrowed in closer to Teal'c's warmth, and added,
"Paralyzing them makes the snake helpless. No wonder they tried to exterminate them all. Wonder if Sam or Daniel had any luck with
figuring out a way to get them to help or use them or something."
"We will ask
them in time. Now rest; the journey to
the gate will be unpleasant and you should conserve your resources." Tender fingers brushed through his hair,
smoothing it in place for no other reason that to touch.
Jack smiled at that
and wrapped his arms around Teal'c's waist, obediently closing his eyes. They popped back open a moment later when
Junior bumped imperiously into him, then squirmed, as if looking for
something. "You okay?" he
asked, tensing to move away if necessary.
Teal'c's eyes became
distant, as if he were consulting some inner guru, then he said slowly, "I
believe it is seeking more nourishment."
As in on cue, Junior
bumped at him again, more insistently, and Jack shook his head, wagging a
finger at his lover's tummy.
"Going to have to re-name you Audrey3," he said mockingly to
the Ga'ould.
"I beg your
pardon?"
"Never mind,
Teal'c, never mind. As long as the
thing doesn't stick out its head and demand, 'feed me,' in a deep baritone, you
don't really need to know."
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