Daniel was starving when he got home so after he changed into his comfortable grey sweats and dark blue sleeveless tee, he made himself a pasta dish and salad. Instead of sitting down at the table, he leaned against the kitchen counter, holding the bowl of salad, and ate as the things Jason had said to him ran over and over in his mind. It bothered him a little to have heard Jason speak that way about Jack, but Jason was right. Jack did have his head up his ass and it wasn't coming out any time soon. Not as far as Daniel could tell, anyway.
When he finished eating, and proceeded to wash up the dishes, his stomach started to weave itself into little knots. It had been almost an hour after he'd gotten home and he now began to worry if Jason had changed his mind. Daniel discovered that he really wanted Jason to be there...that it was something very important to him, though he wasn't sure why. Thinking about it longer, he also realized that though he'd been to Jason's a few times, Jason had only been to his new home with his team, never by himself. That fact made him momentarily sad. Jason was his - by all intents and purposes - his best friend. Why hadn't Daniel taken the time to have Jason over before, even as his friend?
For several minutes, he thought it over and over again and found he had only a few plausible explanations. 1) time had gotten away from him and 2) he'd purposely buried himself at work, and 3) he never wanted to have a visit with Jason and have Jack suddenly show up unannounced. That third and last one was highly unlikely but as Jack was known for being unpredictable, Daniel thought that it made sense. He hadn't really thought that being at Jason's instead of his home in order to avoid Jack was what he was doing, but as his quick mind went over it, he knew that was one of the likely reasons. Feeling very disappointed with himself, he had to shake off those feelings and force himself to think of more pleasant things. Such as Jason...and how much he was looking forward to their evening. He really did want Jason with him. He wanted his company...his companionship....and for Jason to just make him come until he passed out.
Jeez, what was going on here? He was hornier than he could ever remember being. How could he still be this way after those amazing orgasms he'd had already? Well, maybe it comes from not getting any for a while....
His erection brushed against the front facing of the counter as he washed the dishes. The instant sensation sent a wave through him. He wondered what they would do when Jason got there, then snorted as that was obvious. But exactly what would they do...what would he do? Take him to the bedroom? Stay in the living room? Lead him to the kitchen?
Since Jason started this whole thing, maybe he should just let Jason lead. The mystery of what Jason might have planned for them made him smile in anticipation.
His eye caught the wall clock and another bit of insecurity hit him when he wondered again if Jason might chicken out and not show up. Just when he nervously trawled through all the assumptions of why Jason might not show, there was a knock at the door. He went to grab the towel and found himself shaking. Frowning, he gripped his hand hard, then felt his chest. His heart was pounding. "Stop it, damn it." Grabbing the hand towel and wiping his hands quickly, he went to the door and pulled it open.
He found Jason standing there in a white t-shirt and blue jeans, his dark leather jacket slung over his shoulder. He looked good. Jason held two bottles of wine in the other hand. One red, one white.
"Hi, Jason," he smiled at him, "uh..I already ate. I was starving."
"That's okay. House warming gift. I didn't bring anything the last time I was here," and he held them out to him.
"Thanks," Daniel replied, taking the bottles. He stood there eyeing him, biting his bottom lip.
"Uh, Daniel, may I come in?"
"Sorry," Daniel said with a snort, trying to get himself under control, and stepped away from the door, motioning Jason inside. As he went to the kitchen and set the wine on the counter, Jason hung up his coat while never taking his eyes off Daniel. He watched his ass and didn't find any lines, which meant Daniel wasn't wearing anything under those sweat pants. He smiled, continuing to gaze at Daniel's ass, liking how the sweats accentuated the curve of his buttocks nicely.
As Daniel turned to Jason as he walked into the kitchen, he found himself surprised when Jason pulled him into his arms. "Hello," he said, and kissed him with hungry passion, thrusting his tongue into his mouth in a highly sexual motion. Jason pressed against him, letting him know how aroused he was and Daniel moaned loudly into his mouth and slid his hands down to firmly grab his ass.
Breaking contact, Jason eyed the dishes, and whispered, "Can the dishes wait?" then nuzzled Daniel's neck, nipping and kissing below his ear. Daniel's breath quickened.
"What dishes?" he asked, dropping the dish towel, giving access for more caresses.
"You want some wine then?" Jason murmured, kissing along his jaw as he backed Daniel up against the outer kitchen wall.
"Uh, what wine?" Daniel panted, forgetting about everything else except getting himself out of his clothes and into Jason. Daniel ran his hands up Jason's strong back, massaging the muscles with his deft hands, then clasping Jason tightly to him, thereby intensifying their kiss.
After a long minute of increasingly heavier breathing, Jason pushed away slowly. He let out a long breath as he stared into Daniel's dilated eyes and ran a finger down the middle of Daniel's throat. He traced an erotic trail down his chest and over his abdomen.
"You know, Daniel, since words are your life, how about we share some words?" he started, his voice heavy with need. "Words like...you're beautiful," he added, his voice more husky, then moved his hand lower to lightly cup over Daniel's obvious erection. "Words like, 'I want you to fuck me'."
Growling, Daniel reached out and began to pull Jason's T out of his jeans, then moved backward, leading him by his shirt to the bedroom.
"You seem to be just as good with words, Jace."
When they got there, Daniel quickly took off his own top and removed his sweats. He backed away and watched Jason stare admiringly at him as he quickly toed off his shoes, followed by his shirt and jeans. Daniel gave him a filthy smile as he saw that Jason hadn't any underwear on, either.
"Like minds?"
"Oh yeah," Jason said as he removed his socks.
"Have I mentioned that I had a good time earlier?" Daniel asked as Jason backed him up to the bed and crawled over him as he gently pushed him down.
"So did I," Jason replied as he inhaled through his nose, taking in Daniel's scent as he bent down to smell along his abdomen. When he looked up, Daniel quietly took in a breath, thinking that Jason looked positively predatory. He looked further down, eyeing his erection as he scooted back to the middle of the bed, laying his head down on his pillows. Jason laid over him and locked his mouth to his, thrusting his tongue once again down his throat as his hands immediately sought to massage and arouse. Daniel responded by spreading his legs and grabbed Jason's buttocks, firmly pressing his groin into his with his long, slender fingers.
"You want me?" Jason asked as his tongue trailed down the front of Daniel's throat, then looked up at him, his eyes twinkling.
"Yes," Daniel peered back with almost dangerous intent as he reached down to stroke his own erection.
"I think I need to taste you again," Jason said quietly, licking another trail to Daniel's chest, then inched downward until he was face to face with Daniel's cock. He covered Daniel's hand with his own and ran his tongue over the swollen head. Daniel bit his lip and jerked upward, thrusting his erection through their hands. Daniel's gaze locked with Jason's as his lover teasingly inched his mouth open, hovering over the head of his dick. Licking around it with just the tip of his tongue, he moved his and Daniel's hands up and down the shaft.
Daniel growled at him. "Jason..."
"What?" Jason asked devilishly as he ran his lips lightly over his silky skin, causing a shudder from Daniel. When he saw Daniel's face flush, he closed his eyes and took the head into his mouth, licking and suckling in slow caresses. It drove Daniel nuts, panting with need as he watched, rocking his hips into the waiting mouth as he reached down and combed his fingers through his thick black hair. Jason pulled back a little and kept only the head of his dick in his mouth, continuing the stroking with their combined touch.
Daniel couldn't take much more. "Please, Jason, stop teasing.."
"But you like it," he insisted, stroking him.
"You know I do," Daniel replied in a soft growl as Jason stroked him several times, stopped, then started again.
Daniel suddenly reached under the pillows with his free hand and pulled out the lube and when Jason paused again, he made his move. He sat up and quickly pushed Jason backward, onto his back, his head at the foot of the bed. Licking a warm, wet trail around his nipples, he worked up to his lips and dove in, tasting him deeply. Jason grabbed, caressing skin, trying to mold Daniel to his hands but Daniel moved away, down his abdomen, teasing his navel with the tip of his tongue. Jason moaned and ran his fingers through Daniel's hair, his body jerking with a spasmodic shudder as that amazing sensation Daniel produced went straight to his dick.
Daniel groaned as he kissed the line of fine dark hairs toward his groin, inhaling Jason's scent as he buried his nose in the mass of black curls. Jason closed his eyes in anticipation as Daniel moved around his cock, brushing his face against it, then quickly took Jason's cock in his mouth, immediately sucking hard for a few strokes before pulling away.
"Daniel," Jason panted. "Don't tease..."
"Only fair, Jace," Daniel whispered as he looked up with a wicked grin, then kissed the tip of his cock with his open mouth, flattening his tongue over it. Jason's eyes seemed to get impossibly darker as the desire spread over his face. A fine layer of sweat now covered his body, making him glisten in the low light from the lamp.
"You bastard...don't..."
"But you love it...don't you?" he asked with another teasing smile as he tasted the pooled pre-come and ran his stiffened tongue down the shaft.
"Fuck...yes, you know I..." and Daniel cut his words off as he slowly licked upward, over the glans once more, and engulfed the head, suckling, tasting, gently grazing his teeth along the shaft as he swallowed him. "Oh fuck," Jason writhed, his hands moving to the bed to tightly grip the sheets. Daniel internally smiled and groaned, making his throat vibrate as he took Jason's cock further inside. For long minutes, he worked his cock again and again, moving him in and out of his mouth as he held Jason's hips down, making him squirm. When he finally pulled his mouth off him, Jason gasped loudly.
"God, Daniel!"
Daniel smiled smugly and grabbed the lube, then moved Jason's legs apart as he returned his tongue to Jason's cock. He lubed two fingers and massaged his ring of muscle, making Jason gasp and his sphincter muscles contract. Daniel moaned as he slowly pushed his fingers inside, loving the tactile sensation of wet heat and contracting muscle as he probed Jason's body. Jason tossed his head back as Daniel opened him up while his mouth worked him into a frenzy. He purposely stayed away from brushing against Jason's prostate, saving that sensation for his cock, which thrummed with an intense desire to be inside his lover.
That need suddenly overtook him and Daniel gasped as he pulled his mouth away and knelt between Jason's legs. "You want me?" he asked, repeating Jason's words.
"God, yes, Daniel," Jason said harshly.
Daniel pulled his fingers free from Jason's body and lubed his dick liberally. "Tell me. Give me some more words, Jace."
"Yes, dammit. Please Daniel."
Daniel hovered over him as Jason lifted his legs up over Daniel's shoulders. He paused, teasing both himself and Jason. "Again, Jason."
"Dammit, Daniel. Fuck me! I want to feel you inside m---"
In one smooth stroke, Daniel pushed all the way in, and Jason's voice and breath disappeared. Choking back the split-second burning and quickly adjusting, he gasped as he stared in astonishment up into Daniel's lustful expression. Daniel gasped, trying to maintain control at the amazing feeling of being buried inside his lover. They both panted loud and hungrily as the sensation of heat overtook their senses. Daniel grabbed Jason's hands and clasped their fingers together, pinning them to the mattress beside his head. He waited a little longer for Jason's body to adjust to him, then started to give Jason a ride he'd never forget.
Daniel began rotating his hips in small circles, pulling out a little bit, then pushing in. For quite a while, he drove himself and Jason excruciatingly mad, drawing out their pleasure. Changing angles and keeping his hips in a circular motion, he thrust in deep, immediately hitting Jason's sweet spot.
"Goddamn it, Daniel!" he cried out. "Where'd you learn to do that?"
"A long time ago, in Egypt," he said huskily, continuing the long strokes, closing his eyes and tossing his head back, enjoying the feel of his partner.
"Do it again," Jason asked, his voice heavy with need and cried out again and again as Daniel repeated the moves. When Daniel was sure that he had Jason where he wanted him, he suddenly slowed.
"How limber are you, Jason?" he asked, his eyes still closed.
"A bit..." he replied, becoming more aroused at the mystery in Daniel's voice.
"Don't worry, nothing too strenuous," he said as he opened his eyes and stared down at him. He took Jason's ankles and straightened his legs, then pulled them further apart. Jason's legs now pointed skyward, but Daniel leaned forward, pushing them up past his head. Jason was limber, but not limber enough. A foot or so away from his face, his muscles resisted.
Daniel bit his lip in anticipation. "Hold on, Jace," he warned, then leaned his weight against the back of Jason's legs and began to pump gently, for a few strokes, and once he had his movements down, he began to angle deep, grinding his hips and pressing continuously against the prostate. Jason cried out, white-knuckling his fists into the bedcovers.
"Fuck yes! Jesus Christ, Daniel!" and he had to stop talking to catch his breath as each grinding stroke hit his pleasure spot. Daniel didn't let up for a moment, making Jason cry out again and again. "Bastard!...ohgod...ohgod!...ohgod!"
"Feel good?"
"You know it does, goddamn it!"
Daniel smiled, pleased with himself, then ground his hips harder, rotating them, burying his cock deep. "So deep, so deep. God, you feel good." Daniel pushed against Jason's legs as he bent his head down to meet his lover for a slow kiss.
"Tell me, Jace, tell me," Daniel demanded as the pleasure flowed through him. He moved his face away from Jason's and his eyes closed, keeping a firm grip on Jason's ankles as he concentrated on rotating his hips, thrusting in long, deep strokes.
Jason tried to answer him between Daniel's powerful grinds. "I...want...you...Daniel...please...do it!...m-make...me...come!"
"Oh, I will," he whispered roughly. "I want to fuck you forever!" He finally let go of one of his legs and reached between them to stroke his cock. Jason gasped as he matched the strokes with his thrusts, then Daniel suddenly pulled out and slammed in hard, repeatedly, moving Jason's body back and forth over the bed.
"Yes, Daniel!" screamed his lover. Daniel's body was now coated with sweat from the strain of holding back, but he continued to move deep and sharp. When he saw that Jason couldn't take much more, Daniel changed the angle of his thrusts again, moving side-to-side. He lowered his head to watch Jason's face as he hit his prostate from different angles.
Jason dropped his mouth open in shock, howling in surprise at the incredible intensity of his orgasm. "OHGOD!" He stared unbelievingly into Daniel's eyes as the shudders rippled through him.
Watching the semen pour out of his lover, Daniel couldn't hold back and was just as surprised as Jason as his orgasm hit him like the proverbial freight train. "Oh God, you feel so...ohhh...GOOOOOOOOD!" Daniel roared, letting go of Jason's ankles in order to clutch Jason's thighs against his chest. Kneeling back on his calves and tossing his head back, the pleasure was so long and intense, he wanted more and kept thrusting, drawing out the acute pleasure as he filled Jason's body. Jason softly groaned as the hot fluid hit his prostate, causing more shudders to pass through him.
"Bastard!" he panted heavily.
Daniel let go of Jason's legs and held himself rigid as his body shuddered with the remaining orgasmic spasms. When they finally subsided, he fell backward into a boneless heap, his softening dick pulling out of Jason. Jason groaned and turned himself around to spoon up behind Daniel, brushing Daniel's hair from his brow, staring into his face.
"Daniel?" he asked when Daniel didn't open his eyes.
"Wha?" Daniel replied as he blindly found Jason's arm and pulled him against him.
"That was amazing," Jason whispered to him just before Daniel lost himself in temporary sleep.
A while later, Daniel woke to a warm body spooned up behind him, the covers draped over them, and he looked over his shoulder to find Jason was watching him through sleepy eyes.
"Spend the night?" Daniel asked, squeezing the hand draped over his chest.
"Gladly," Jason whispered against the side of face as he kissed him softly. Still tired and sated, they snuggled against each other and went back to sleep.
.
Around midnight, Daniel sat up, startled, waking just before the worst of the nightmares started. Needing to relieve himself, he got up and took care of it. When he climbed back into bed, Jason's arms engulfed him and hugged him to his body.
"Hey," Jason said sleepily, nuzzling his hair.
Feeling intense relief at having Jason next to him, Daniel twisted around to face him. "Hey."
"You were shaking just before you woke up. Are you okay?" Jason asked.
It had been a long time since he'd had someone ask him that in the middle of the night, and because of it, Daniel was deeply affected by Jason's question. Instead of answering, he nodded once as he grazed Jason's cheek with the back of his fingers in exactly the same manner Jason used in the shower at the SGC. Jason smiled, but his face showed worry. Daniel rubbed the frown away, then leaned in, meaning to give Jason a short kiss but ended up deepening it as he became very aroused. Their bodies pressed closely together and it wasn't long before they were hard again, rubbing against each other with increasing passion and need. Because of the nightmares, Daniel felt a restless, hard edge to his arousal. Blindly feeling for the lube and finding it, Daniel brought out and flipped open the cap.
"Daniel?"
"I need you. Now," and kissed him hard, his tongue thrusting, searching, setting Jason's body on fire. Jason pulled away, gasping, aroused, and recognized the look in Daniel's eyes. It was a haunted look he'd most often seen in the mirror.
"Daniel..."
"Hard and fast, Jason. I need you to fuck me," he demanded with quiet intensity.
"I know, but you'll be sore, Daniel."
"I don't care, Jace. I need it."
"I know, but I do care. I can help. Let me do this my way."
Daniel paused as Jason prevented him from turning around, taking in the hard concern and the love in Jason's worried eyes. Finally, he nodded. Jason's arm came up under his neck, pulling him against his body as his teeth lightly nipped along his jaw. Jason suddenly kissed him, ravenously, winding Daniel up and when they broke apart, Daniel heard his own breathing, harsh and rough. He gasped loudly as Jason took his dick in his hand and began to pull with long, hard strokes. Daniel moaned, biting his lips together and dropping his head back as he let Jason take the tension from his body. Jason very willingly took it from him, masturbating him hard and fast, and soon Daniel was digging his fingers into his shoulders as his semen spurted over his lover's fingers and onto their stomachs. His body trembled then calmed and as he looked up into Jason's eyes, he saw the understanding there.
"How did you know, Jason?" Daniel whispered hoarsely. "How did you know that I needed that?"
"I've been there, Daniel. Too many times."
Daniel wanted to know but now was not the time to ask. Instead, they kissed for a while as they cleaned up with a few tissues, and when Daniel went to return the pleasure, he found Jason nearly flaccid. He frowned and Jason shook his head.
"Not necessary, Daniel. I got my pleasure from doing this for you. That's all I need right now."
Daniel blinked at him, not used to such tenderness directed at him. Not since Shau're. Instead of arguing, he said, "Thank you, Jace."
"You're welcome." Jason waited for Daniel to turn around, then he spooned close, his face snuffling Daniel's hair as they both went back to sleep.
For the first time in days, Daniel had no nightmares.
Daniel roused slowly and opened his eyes. Turning his head, he found Jason still lying next to him and felt further relief, afraid that maybe Jason had been a long dream. He closed his eyes and breathed an audible sigh of contentment as he snuggled back against him. Jason cracked an eye open.
"Hello, gorgeous," Jason mumbled, smiling, leaning over to kiss the top of his shoulder.
Daniel groaned. "Hello...but it's too early, Jason so you know what that means."
Jason smiled and kissed his shoulder again. "I know. But you woke up all by yourself. I had nothing to do with it."
"I'm unfortunately used to waking up to damn early. What time is it?"
"It's mid-morning."
Daniel grumbled.
"You were beautiful last night."
"So were you," Daniel said groggily, and pulled the covers up over them.
Jason grinned. "I've already got coffee brewing," then carefully got out of bed and went into the bathroom.
Daniel had pulled the covers up nearly over his head when the word 'coffee' finally permeated his brain. "Coffee?"
When Jason returned, he began to get dressed. At the sound of rustling clothes, Daniel pulled the covers from his head, then frowned. "Jace, what're you doin'?"
"I usually run in the morning. I have to go home and change."
Daniel leaned up on his elbows, blinking sleepily. "Jason! Fuck that, get back in bed..." then slumped back down.
"Daniel..."
"I'm serious. Take the day off and get your ass back in this bed," and to make his point a little clearer, Daniel writhed seductively under the covers. In truth, he was merely stretching out across the bed, but he made the most of that stretch. To Jason, he writhed.
Groaning, Jason threw off his jeans and shorts and got back under the covers, pulling Daniel into a limb-tangling embrace. Feeling Jason moving down his body and taking the covers off them, Daniel sleepily asked, "Jason?"
Jason didn't answer and Daniel felt him separating his legs and lying between, his hands sliding under him, his warm lips kissing inside his thighs. "Jason?" Daniel asked, panting now. A wet tongue began licking a trail to his groin and his organ took notice. "Jason?" he asked again, beginning to gasp. "Jaaaaaace..."
He couldn't finish right then because Jason's tongue reached his balls. Licking underneath, Jason's hands urged Daniel onto his stomach. His legs were forced wider apart and Jason's tongue made it's way to his anus and plunged inside.
Daniel howled as his nerves were set on fire and he quickly tried to catch his breath as the pleasure swarmed over him. "Oh God, Jace," he panting harshly, relishing the wonderful feel of Jason's tongue inside him and protested when that tongue was removed. He pulled Daniel onto his back again, nuzzling along his thighs and into his groin, then swallowed Daniel's cock whole.
Crying out, Daniel's fingers clenched the sheets hard, pulling to get a better grip as the fire inside him spread throughout his body. Sucking him harder, Jason massaged his balls and stuck a finger deep inside his ass to rub the sweet spot. Daniel clutched at Jason's hair, tightening his fingers.
"Jace...ohgodohgodohgodGOOOOOOOOOD!"
Within seconds, Jason had Daniel shouting through another blinding orgasm. After swallowing all that he had, he kissed the now soft organ and moved up to kiss Daniel on the lips. When Daniel didn't respond, he looked closely at him and he smiled.
Good god, what'd'ya know. He passed out. Feeling smug, Jason got up and went to the bathroom, wet a washcloth with very warm water. When he came back, he washed the remaining dried semen from last night off Daniel's skin, then wiped himself down as well. He rinsed out the washcloth and set it next to the sink.
When he climbed back in bed and pulled the covers up, Daniel was rousing again, barely.
"Jace...y'b'stard.."
Jason grinned hugely and kissed him forever. "Glad you liked it," Jason whispered as he pulled away to breathe. Daniel still wouldn't move so Jason cuddled up against him, wrapping half his body over him, his face in Daniel's neck. He couldn't help but grin like a cat with a canary. Daniel had fallen back asleep.
Daniel awoke at what to him was a respectable 'day off' hour: 10 am. He turned over and found Jason gone from his bed and frowned. After getting up and relieving himself, he padded sleepily into the living room and looked out through the glass panes of the front door. Jason's truck was still there so the man hadn't left.
Standing in the dining room, Jason heard Daniel at the front door and turned to watch him, his eyes looking longingly over Daniel's naked form. He couldn't get over how seeing Daniel naked aroused him so much, reacting as if he hadn't ever been intimate with the man. The truth was, he simply couldn't get enough of touching him and could easily get addicted to the look on Daniel's face when he came.
When Daniel spotted him, his eyes brightened. Jason, clad only in boxers, smiled back as Daniel approached.
"Hey, Jace. For a moment, I was afraid you'd left," he remarked as casual-sounding as he could, trying not to let the panic he felt come out in his voice.
Jason shook his head. "Not without telling you. Besides, you've corrupted my morning routine. You're a bad influence, taking me away from my exercise."
"I had better exercise plans but you messed them up," Daniel said, kissing Jason on the cheek before getting himself a cup of coffee. "I'm going to wash up. Making breakfast?" he asked, sipping his coffee as he inhaled its fragrance.
"You mind?"
Daniel shook his head. "Not at all," he said as he disappeared back down the hall toward the bathroom, coffee cup in hand.
"You hungry?" Jason called after him.
"That's a loaded question, but yes," he returned with a sneaky smile.
After rescuing his mind with a cup of coffee, Daniel quickly went through his morning routine. When he smelled Jason's cooking, his stomach growled at him, reminding him that he was indeed hungry. Trying to hurry, he changed into his cutoffs and gathered up his clothes for a wash. He stripped the bed sheets for the next wash and smelled Jason's scent all over them. He couldn't help but grin.
Damn, but that had been sooooooo good yesterday, and then this morning was...I am in such big trouble.
Feeling a tingling over the memory, he padded into the laundry room and started the washer. His stomach grumbled again as he made his way back to the kitchen, found Jason pouring himself another cup of coffee and held out his mug. Giving him a knowing grin, Jason refilled his mug for him. Daniel inhaled slowly this time, savoring his second cup of coffee, while his free hand softly slapped Jason on the ass, making Jason's grin widen.
Jason had only a simple breakfast prepared: Eggs, sausage, and buttered toast. "I couldn't remember what you usually eat besides waffles, pancakes, or eggs. I'd've made waffles or pancakes..." he told him as he sat down at the table.
"I know. I'm out of the mix. Have to go shopping sometime. This smells great, though."
Before sitting down, he moved over to Jason's chair and squatted down in front of him. Looking up at the man who was now his lover and not just his best friend, he copied the caress he'd made that night and morning: he rubbed the back of his hand along Jason's cheek.
"Thanks," he said, suddenly very serious.
"For?" Jason asked, looking into Daniel's blue eyes, reaching a forefinger out to brush his chin.
"For starting this between us, for giving me...something to smile about."
"I...had to. I love you and you're my best friend. It was my pleasure to be able to give, to share," Jason whispered, leaning over and giving Daniel a very slow kiss. The effect aroused them both and Daniel's fingers moved to the back of Jason's head to deepen the kiss. Stopping, Daniel backed away slightly, licking his lips and tasting Jason on them. Jason was doing the same thing. They both laughed nervously.
"If we keep this up, we'll be dead by Monday because we won't have taken time out for eating," Daniel commented.
"Daniel, you know that's not exactly true," Jason replied mischievously.
Daniel laughed loudly then as he stood up and moved to his chair. "You're a bad, bad boy, Jason."
Jason nodded, taking a bite of toast and egg. "Absolutely."
Daniel dug into his breakfast, continuing to laugh as Jason kept making jokes about food surrogates. Suddenly becoming a shade more serious, Daniel looked intently at Jason. To make sure Jason took notice, Daniel slowly licked a smudge of marmalade off his thumb. Jason noticed, slowed his chewing, gulped as he swallowed, then chased it quickly with coffee. He sent Daniel a roguish grin.
"Question, Daniel? I can see something alight behind those eyes of yours."
"Jace, you have a way with words," Daniel smiled back.
Jason grinned. "Not as well as you."
Daniel shrugged that off and hesitated as he spoke. "I was...wanting to know just what other kinds of sex, lovemaking, you like."
Jason's grin altered as he suddenly choked and coughed, making Daniel's grin deepen in a leer. "You mean, like games? That sort of thing?" he asked, feeling a sudden warmth that had nothing to do with the coffee he gulped down. Daniel felt a similar heat rising to his cheeks as suppressed it. He nodded at Jason's question as he hid part of his face in his coffee mug.
"I like a lot of things, Daniel." He picked up the bottle of syrup and waved it slightly, then set it back down. Daniel smiled and nodded, then continued to nod as Jason mentioned ice cream and their ice cream toppings.
Jason's grin changed to an almost predatory gleam as he stood up, wondering how Daniel would feel about his next question. He walked over to Daniel, held out his hand for Daniel to stand, then gently guided Daniel to stand against the kitchen wall. He locked Daniel's fingers in his then pinned them over his head. Daniel didn't know what Jason was up to until he clasped his fingers in his. He felt that deep arousal in his belly now as Jason asked, "Bondage?" Daniel nodded, his eyes never leaving Jason's lips as he tilted his head. Jason closed his lips over Daniel's and as they kissed passionately over the sudden eroticism of the moment, he felt Daniel's fingers tightening in his own. The taste of breakfast and coffee seemed to enhance their arousal and when they finally broke away, they were panting harshly. Daniel suddenly growled at Jason, pulled his hands free, then abruptly pushed Jason away from him. His eyes were dark with lust but he still felt a modicum of control.
"Goddamn it, Jason, don't do that," he said with a hint of a smile. "I'd like to finish my breakfast."
Jason swallowed and smiled hesitantly, surprised at how hard he'd gotten, how aroused he'd become at just the hint of bondage. The two of them sat back down and tried to calm themselves and focus on the remainder of breakfast.
Clearing his throat, Daniel spoke first. "Obviously, both of us like it rough and gentle, and we both like to talk."
"I'd say so," Jason breathed as he traded long glances with his lover. Their moment was suddenly interrupted by the phone.
Laughing a little nervously, Daniel got up and answered the extension handing on the wall near Jason.
"Hello."
"Hey, handsome, how you doin'?"
It was Janet.
"Hi there, gorgeous. I'm fine. What's up?"
"Oh, you know me. Just checking on you. My mother hen complex, you know."
Jason mouthed a question and Daniel mouthed back, 'Janet'. Jason nodded, knowing the two were good friends.
"So...?" she asked.
"So....what?"
"You go out last night or you stay in and hide?"
Daniel laughed into the phone and looked slyly over at Jason. Janet caught the tone.
"Daniel? Did you go out?"
"No," he answered, still laughing.
"Daniel! You're laughing about something. Spill!"
"I am not." He stopped, then started up again.
"You met someone," she half-asked, half-assumed.
"Well, sort of. I knew him already."
"Who? No, no, never mind. I can't ask. I'm happy for you, sweetheart. Seriously," then she paused. "Is he there now?"
"Mmmm-hmmm," Daniel said in assent, eyeing Jason deliberately, who winked at him.
"Oops. Interrupted didn't I?"
"No, Janet, just finishing breakfast," then inhaled sharply as he felt a hand creeping up his inner thigh. Fortunately, Janet didn't seem to hear the gasp.
"Whew! Thought my famous bad timing got out again."
"No, but I do h-have to go as it's rude to chat when you have a guest...if you get my drift," he said laughing as he slapped Jason's hand away.
Janet laughed wickedly on the other end of the phone. "Have a good time, Daniel."
"Thanks, Janet. I'll talk to you later."
"Bye," she snorted and hung up.
Daniel hung up and slapped away another errant hand. "Dammit, Jason, don't do that."
Laughing enticingly, Jason pulled Daniel to him and snuffled his face against Daniel's bare belly. Daniel let him and ran his fingers through his hair.
"You're incorrigible."
Jason laughed, his voice deepening. "It was too good an opportunity to pass up."
"Uh huh," Daniel replied doubtfully. "So...where were we?"
"I believe I was right here..." and Jason's hands returned to Daniel's thighs as he began kissing below Daniel's navel.
"No, I would have remembered that," Daniel replied, though he didn't move.
"Well, maybe we were going to..." and he quickly unzipped Daniel's cutoffs. He smiled against his skin as he felt Daniel's absence of boxers.
"Jason, shouldn't we go s-somewhere else?" Daniel asked, his breath shortening once more.
"No," Jason whispered as his attention was now only on pleasing Daniel's body as he moved in and mouthed over the head of his half-erect cock, touching only with his lips. Daniel inhaled keenly and began to harden. "Jason."
"Hmmmm?" Jason asked absently as he took a taste with his tongue, then took the head into his mouth.
Daniel didn't respond as Jason swallowed more of him and instead gently tightened his fingers in his hair. Jason slipped his cutoffs from his hips and inserted part of a dry finger inside him, massaging slowly, teasingly.
"Jace!" Daniel gasped and started to pull away, thinking of taking their actions to the bedroom, but Jason held onto him and moaned against his flesh, releasing a vibration through Daniel's groin.
"Jason..God!" he gasped as Jason began to suck him in earnest, massaging his balls with one hand while the other circled a gentle finger inside. He tried not pull at Jason's hair, encouraging him to move faster, but Jason had him close to the edge now and he couldn't help it. Jason's finger moved deeper inside him, finding the sensitive gland and Daniel found himself emitting high-pitched gasping sounds. Suddenly he threw his head back with a loud cry and came down Jason's throat.
Jason pulled the pleasure out of his body, enjoying the unintelligible sounds that issued from his lover. Finally, he removed his mouth from Daniel's softening organ, running his lips over his skin as Daniel slid himself down over Jason's lap, kicking his cutoffs from his feet.
"Dammit, Jason," he murmured as he wrapped his arms around his neck, hugging Jason's face to his chest. Jason smiled back, kissed his sternum, then reached around to massage Daniel's ass in his hands. Daniel surprised him then as he slipped a hand under Jason's boxers to find his erect shaft. His fingers and palm moved quickly, firmly, enjoying his lover's response to his touch. With his free hand, he grasped Jason by his hair and tugged his head back a bit, watching excitedly as Jason closed his eyes and bit his lip, moaning at Daniel's gifted touch. Daniel nuzzled his face, nibbling along his lips and jaw, and soon had Jason panting, gasping his name as he opened his eyes to stare into Daniel's intense gaze.
Daniel brushed his lips against Jason's, whispering seductively, "That's it, Jace." His hand increased with speed and pressure, drawing the desperate sounds from Jason's throat as Jason's fingers clutched convulsively against his ass. Daniel smiled as he watched the intense look in Jason's eyes become cloudy, unfocused.
"Daniel...Goddamn you..."
"There ya go. Come on, baby, come for me."
"Fuck..." Jason whispered. His mouth dropped open as his panting quickened rapidly. "Ah God!" he cried as clutched Daniel's ass harder.
"Yes, that's it, Jace. Give it to me!"
Jason cried out, closing his eyes as he came hard, spilling over Daniel's hand as Daniel locked his mouth over his in a searing kiss, consuming him.
A light sheen coated Jason's face as he finally opened his eyes again to greet Daniel's smiling ones. "You are so fucking amazing, you know that?"
"So are you, Jace." He kissed him again, tenderly, then carefully got up off his lap and retrieved his cutoffs. Daniel grabbed another tea towel and cleaned up after their lovemaking, his movements slow, languorous. The two remained quiet for some time while they came down from the highs their bodies had gone through. After a while, they were able to find their speech centers and get back to what could be considered a normal routine.
"What did you want to do today? Any plans?" Daniel asked as he cleared the table of dishes. Jason grinned at him and Daniel knew exactly what he was thinking. "Well, we can't stay in all day and have sex, much as that really appeals to me."
Jason sniggered. "Actually, I have to go home, check messages, then run over to my sister's, and check on her, see how she's doin'."
"She's due any time, right?"
"Yep."
"Aren't you going to be godfather besides uncle?"
"Oh yeah," then he affected an imitation of Marlon Brando. "I'm going to make the kid an offer he can't refuse."
"It's a boy?"
Still in Brando's voice, he scratched his chin. "Actually, we don't know. Gonna have the doctor taken out after the birth."
Daniel laughed. "That's pretty good, Jason."
Assuming his normal voice again, "Thanks. I usually do that only for my sister. I get a huge giggle out of her."
"Since you'll be gone for a while, I'll get a little work done on those CD's I made."
"Sheesh, Daniel. You need to leave the job alone for a while."
"It won't take me that long, Jace. Besides, the job is part of who I am, just as it's part of who you are."
"I guess so. I should be back later this afternoon. Is that okay?"
"Need you ask?" Daniel asked rhetorically.
Jason cleaned up more thoroughly in the bathroom and got dressed while Daniel finished the dishes. He came in to grab his coat and before opening the front door, Daniel pulled him in for a long kiss. Sighing and touching their foreheads together, Jason squeezed Daniel's hand.
"I'll see you in a little while."
"You'd better."
After Jason left, it took Daniel almost half an hour to get his head out of the clouds. If he didn't watch it, he could fall in love with the man. Though he loved Jack first, he knew he wouldn't have any problems loving Jason, too.
He went into his spare room-turned-office and lifted the blinds on the large bay window. Opening the window wide, he took a breath. He loved that after rain smell. Everything was so...clean. His Lilac tree wouldn't be harassing him today, that's for sure. Even though he did have an updated medicine from Janet, long dry spells made him sneeze his head off. He supposed he could get rid of his fragrant outdoor plants, but he needed the beauty of nature around him. Sneezing he could tolerate; bare and bleak landscape he could not. He had enough of that crap at the mountain where he spent far too much of his time, even if he enjoyed most of his work.
Putting on a sleeveless tee to cover up from the small breeze, he grabbed his laptop and retrieved the CDs he'd recorded. Grabbing another fresh cup of coffee, he settled down to work.
It was late afternoon now. Daniel sat there concentrating with his back to the window when Jason leaned through and kissed him quickly on the back of the neck.
Daniel jumped in surprise. "Jason, goddamn it! The door's open, use it for godsakes!"
He shook his head with a smile. Jason walked in and went over to him, leaning over the desk. Daniel took a long look over what Jason was wearing: black jeans, a red t-shirt, his jacket in his hand. Daniel still had his sleeveless tee and cutoffs on. Jason took a long look himself.
"Well, hello gorgeous."
"Backatcha, you bastard. Don't scare me like that."
"I'm sorry. I was gonna say hello until I saw the nape of that neck," he grinned desire at him and Daniel grudgingly forgave him. Jason reached around and pulled Daniel up into a long kiss. The mind-blowing kiss made Daniel forgive him anything.
Pulling apart, Daniel let out his breath slowly. "Forgiven."
Jason smiled. "Wanna take a break? I'm hungry for some Chinese."
"There are laws against that now."
Jason playfully smacked him in the head and waited for Daniel to answer him.
"So...I take it you wanna go out to eat?" Daniel asked as he slid his fingers in the back of Jason's waistband.
Jason bit his lip and narrowed his eyes. "I thought we could go to that new Chinese place on Falcon Parkway instead of ordering take out." He paused waiting, then, "Daniel, if you don't stop, we're not going anywhere for a while."
Daniel smiled devilishly, then bit his lip, mimicking Jason. "You know, that sounds nice, too, but okay, we go to dinner...first."
Jason grinned. "I'm glad you like the idea."
Daniel gave him a teasing nip on the chin. "Both ideas." Jason growled at him in warning, making him laugh and step away. "Okay, I'll play nice for now. It is casual dress, right?"
"Hmmm?" Jason asked as his eyes travelled elsewhere.
Daniel backhanded him across the stomach. "The restaurant?"
"Oh, yeah. Throw on your dark blue jeans, get your coat, and let's go. It's the middle of the day on Wednesday. We'll get our choice of seating."
"Cool." Daniel changed and after securing the house, off they went.
The restaurant was a little busier than Jason thought it would be, but there were still plenty of tables left. The Hostess came out to greet them and seated them at a round table in the middle of the sectioned room. The air-conditioning was a trifle high, so they decided to leave their short jackets on.
Daniel looked around, appearing a bit nervous.
"Daniel, relax," Jason whispered to him.
"Just wanted to make sure the lighting was okay here. Don't want to be put at a 'romantic table for two' if you know what I mean."
"Stop worrying. You act as if we haven't gone out before."
Sipping at his water, Daniel added, "Okay, I'll give you that, but that was 'then' and this is...different. Body language tells all."
Jason snorted, then shook his head. "That's not it, Daniel."
"It's not?"
"No," and just then the waitress showed up with black tea and their menus. Asked if they wanted something alcoholic to drink, they both declined. After she left, Jason continued, making sure his voice only carried to Daniel.
"It's because you're not used to dating someone in the military, so you're bound to be a little...over-sensitive."
Daniel nearly choked on his ice water, then eyed Jason for a minute. Jason eyed him back, his brow creasing.
"What?"
"Is that what we're doing, Jason? Dating?"
Jason almost choked on his water, but maintained himself and set down the glass. "Well, Daniel, what would you call it? I'm not into the fuck-buddy thing, which means I don't do casual all that well and I know you don't either. But, if you don't want to call this a date, we won't."
Daniel gave him an admonishing look. "Don't get your knickers in a knot, Jace. I just hadn't...thought of us that way. I mean, it's only been one day."
Jason gave him a tender smile. "I know. I didn't mean to hurry you, either."
Daniel leaned forward. "Well, we're not fuck buddies, especially after those orgasms we gave each other."
Jason shook his head, a small smile on his lips. "No, not that. Never that. Not casual. So...?"
"So...this is a date then."
Jason shrugged, then gave Daniel a filthy smile. "Kind of an ass-backward way to go, but yeah. And one more thing, even though I said I don't do casual, I have. However, I could never be just casual with you, Daniel. No way. You're my...my best friend and now...my lover."
Daniel smiled and bit his lip again, relaxing immediately. "Thanks, Jason. You always know how to say the right thing. You always have."
Jason returned his smile, saying nothing and the two bent to the task of studying what was on the menu. After their meal arrived, they dug in, happily giving each other a hard time over their separate choices - which they shared anyway, along with the sweet and sour they ordered for them both.
"You know," Daniel started as he dipped a prawn in the sauce, giving Jason a very mischievous look. "We should take some sauce home."
Jason hadn't expected that look, or its insinuation about the sauce and had to fight down a blush of arousal. He looked around carefully but no one noticed. "Baaad boy, Daniel. Don't make me do that."
Daniel just gazed at him. "I've never seen you do that. It's adorable."
"You keep looking at me like that and you'll find yourself up against the bathroom wall."
Daniel took the tea cup and sip, looking up over the rim, and through his lashes at Jason.
"Jesus, do you have to do that, you little tease!"
"Jace, you can't say that about me."
"What? Tease?"
"No, 'little'. You should know better."
"Hmmm, my apologies...you big tease."
Daniel guffawed while trying to skewer a piece of prawn. It slipped out from between his chopsticks and landed on the edge of Jason's plate.
Jason quickly stabbed it, as if making a fresh kill. "Somebody really needs to kill these things before they serve them."
That made Daniel laugh more, the nervous eroticism of their meal only making it worse. Having removed his glasses after ordering, it was easier to dab at his eyes with the back of his hand.
Suddenly, Jason had an idea, and with a mischievous smile, asked, "Uh, Daniel, doesn't sweet 'n sour sauce turn the skin orange?"
Daniel had sudden visions of an orange-stained dick and started laughing behind his hand, muffling the sound. A few waitresses eyed them with amused expressions. Daniel finally cleared his throat to regain his composure.
"The good stuff won't stain...much. The bad stuff will."
"How can you tell?"
"The color of the sauce. The good stuff isn't day-glo orange," he explained, still laughing as he tried to chew what was left in his mouth.
Then Jason whispered, "If you put the bad stuff on me, you'd be able to see my dick in the dark."
Daniel guffawed louder that time, and tossed a napkin at him. "Stop it." Regaining some semblence of normality, Daniel sniffed and drank more of his tea.
"I like to make you laugh, Daniel. You don't do enough of it."
A sad look passed over him briefly. "Yeah, I know."
He touched Daniel's hand, patting it for a moment. "Cheer up, things'll..." and Jason's look changed to one of surprise and he removed his hand from Daniel's, trying to make it look smooth but Daniel knew better. He caught the look and looked to his left where Jason's attention was.
Jack.
He was at the counter, looking over at them. Saying something to the hostess, he sauntered over.
Despite himself, Daniel thought that Jack looked positively gorgeous...as always. Prick.
"Major Coburn. Daniel. Fancy meeting you here."
"Colonel," Jason said, giving Jack a cool reception, the humour all but gone in his eyes. Jason couldn't help but feel angry at Jack for his treatment of Daniel. Despite his own attraction to the leader of SG1, his loyalty to Daniel, his long-time close friend, now lover, won out every time. Daniel noticed Jason's attitude changed and nudged his feet under the table to tell Jason to behave. Jason gave him a silent assent, then Daniel turned to Jack.
"Hi, Jack," and after getting an agreeable look from Jason, "Care to join us?"
Jack tried to decline. "I'm just waiting for my take-out."
"Well, it's pretty busy now, Jack, so why don't you sit with us until it's ready. Have a beer. We'll put it on our bill," and he looked at Jason. Jason nodded, wondering what Daniel was doing...and whatever it was, he seemed to be over-doing it. Jack didn't get so much as a smile at work. What was the deal now?
Jack's brows raised to the middle of his head. "Well, thanks, Daniel. I, um," and he looked back to the cashier and motioned he'd be sitting at the table. She nodded that she understood. Pulling out the unused chair at their table, he sat down. "I think I will."
Daniel motioned to the waitress, who stepped over and Jack gave her his 'import' order.
"So what're you two up to?" he asked as the waitress left.
"Oh nothing much," Jason started, "We haven't gone out in a while, so I invited Daniel out to check out this new place."
Jack's beer was immediately brought and he took a sip. Wiping the foam from his lip, he said, "I didn't realize the two of you were such good friends so I was really surprised seeing you here."
Jason saw Daniel's anger rising to bite, so he spoke up instead, giving Jack only part of the truth. "We've known each other since Kheb, Colonel. I could've sworn you knew that."
Jack regarded Jason carefully, knowing damn well the man was acting protective of his and Daniel's friendship. He frankly didn't blame him.
"I knew but I just didn't know you guys were buds."
"Oh yeah, we get along great," Jason replied, staring at Daniel and grinning. "We met up one day at a coffee bar downtown and we just got to talking about the mission, et cetera. Pretty soon, we were meeting in cafeteria at work and suddenly, we'd become good friends. You know how it is, Colonel. You can't make close friendships with people outside the job." Both Daniel and Jack nodded in agreement. "They're always wanting to know why you couldn't go out with them for their birthday, or whatever, and it's just tiresome having to lie all the time," and he paused. "Having relationships is the same thing, only worse."
Daniel's eyes practically bugged out of his head and he turned away from Jack, pretending to politely cough 'away' from him. A small kick found Jason's shin, and he received one in return - one that said, 'chill'.
"Yeah, I know something about that, having been married and divorced," Jack commented, oblivious to the action under the table. Daniel looked over and Jack caught a sympathy look from him about his ex-wife and cracked an appreciative grin. "You're in a rare good mood, Daniel. You get laid or something?"
In the middle of eating a bite, Daniel coughed...and choked. He blushed furiously, unprepared for Jack's blunt question. Fortunately, because he was coughing, the redness was blamed on that. Jack slapped him on the back once, to help, but Daniel waved him off. Drinking some water down, he got himself under control.
Jason was trying very hard not to laugh and Daniel glared at him so hard that Jason lost it anyway. Jack couldn't help but smile widely, either, at Daniel's mock-angry embarrassment.
Under control now, Daniel glared at Jack. "Thanks, Jack. I can always count on you to embarrass the shit out me."
"It's only the three of us listening, Daniel. It's not like the whole restaurant heard me."
Daniel shrugged. He should have known that Jack's caustic remarks would continue off-base and regreted inviting the man to sit down. However, he was determined not to let Jack spoil his meal. "If you say so, Jack."
Jack took a long swallow of beer, and whether he got the hint to back off, neither Jason nor Daniel knew. "So, is it the reason you're in such a good mood?"
Daniel grinned slyly. "That's for me to know, Jack."
Jack decided to ignore the statement. He could always give him a hard time at work next week, instead. "So...you've been good friends since...?"
"Since San Diego," the two said together. The Replicator incident, in other words.
Jack grinned lightly. "You're like a pair of bookends. Coburn, you leave SG2 and join SG-11, Daniel will marry you."
This time, instead of choking, both of them laughed into their napkins, trying not to be loud, but they laughed so hard their eyes were watering. It was also so infectious that Jack laughed with them, not really getting the joke. The cashier called out to Jack that his order was ready so as Daniel and Jason got themselves under control, Jack stood and drained his beer.
Meaning only to tease them, Jack said, "Now you two have a good time and don't stay out too late, and remember, Coburn, don't get him pregnant."
Jason didn't miss a beat. "Nah, I prefer redheads."
"Thought it was brunettes?" Daniel asked, winking.
"Nah, that was last month. Redheads, definitely," and winked back.
Looking back at Jack, who was finding their banter humorous, Daniel added without thinking, "Don't worry, Jack. I won't name it after you."
It was a innocent comeback, but Daniel hadn't realized just what he'd said until Jack gave them his mock-salute and said goodbye. He returned to the cashier, paid for his order, then glanced back at Daniel before leaving the restaurant. Shaking his head, he left.
Jason was very still for a few minutes. "Do you realize what you said, Daniel?"
"No, what?" he asked as he dipped his barbecued pork in mustard.
"You said, and I quote 'Don't worry, Jack. I won't name it after you.' He could take that differently."
Daniel sat there and considered it, then shook his head. "No, it's okay, Jason. It's an innocent remark, even if it had been a kind of loaded statement. Guys in the locker rooms say stuff a lot worse than that and nothing's said to them."
Jason considered that and nodded. "Except for one thing, Daniel."
"What's that?"
"You were flirting with him."
Daniel choked on his tea. "I was not!"
"He was also flirting with you."
Daniel shook his head. "No, he wasn't."
Jason looked at him very seriously. "I'm not being jealous. I'm giving you a heads up. Remember what you told me about how you guys used to be?"
"Yeah, but that was innocent, there was nothing in it that was remotely sexual."
"Maybe you just didn't notice it, Daniel. But this time, there definitely was. Think about it before deciding I'm wrong, okay?"
Daniel took a deep breath, then nodded. "Okay."
Having Jack come over and talk to him was amazing. He was friendly and sociable, even if he was still caustic and sarcastic. And he did look amazingly good in that dark leather jacket and those light blue jeans...
Jason studied him and knew what Daniel's expression meant. "I know he looked good, Daniel. If I weren't busy being pissed at him, I would have found myself flirting with him."
Daniel ignored Jason's over-protective jibe. "Did you notice how nice he was to me? I mean, he talked to me, joked with me. I haven't heard that in ages."
"Told ya."
"Jason..."
"Okay, maybe you weren't, but he definitely was, whether he realized it or not."
"Jace, he's not...you know."
Jason gave him an intense stare after sipping some tea. "You sure?"
Daniel sighed. "Okay...so maybe he was flirting, but still don't think I was."
"Yes, you were," Jason said, grinning at him. "Don't worry about it, Daniel. Colonel O'Neill probably didn't notice."
As Jack went home, he thought about what he'd said to Daniel and what Daniel had said back. They had been flirting with each other, even if it had been very subtle. It reminded him of the old days, except for one thing: these weren't the old days. Jack missed his friend and missed him terribly. He wanted Daniel back in his life and wondered if he'd fucked up their friendship beyond all hope of repair.