3 comments/ 15651 views/ 4 favorites Stargate 01: Enemy within By: Pelaam Pelaam©, June 2009 This is based on ideas from Watercrazy With a grunt, Jack wriggled to find a more comfortable position, his arms tightening around Daniel. The younger man was chilled and he pressed their naked bodies closer together. He heard the tiny sound of gratitude and wished he could do more. He curled impossibly closer around the slighter form. Daniel was filling out beautifully, but still had some way to match Jack's physique. He let his chin rest on Daniel's bare shoulder so he could whisper in his ear. "Doing ok, Danny-boy?" he asked, feeling the tremor that ran through the lithe frame he held. "I'm worried, Jack," Daniel whispered back. "I know," Jack sighed. "We still don't know what they want or what's happening to Teal'C. I'm scared for him." "You gotta have faith, Danny-boy," Jack replied. "Sam got away and she'll bring another team through. Teal'C was knocked out and carried off, but he was still alive." Jack cast a glance over his shoulder through the bars of the dank, dirty cell in which they were held prisoner. The ebony-skinned, muscular jailor was otherwise occupied with a viewer on his table. At other times he stared at the two incarcerated men. Up to now, the only pale-skinned people Jack had seen were himself and Daniel. He did not know how many hours they had been in the cold, damp prison. Their weapons and clothes had been taken and both men's naked bodies had been touched all over as if to check for anything concealed. However, Jack had not missed the look of lust in one man's eyes as his hands had gripped and fondled Daniel's unresponsive flesh. Jack really hoped he got some one-on-one time with that guy. Sounds of activity had Jack crane his head to see what was happening. He growled at the sight of the man he already loathed. "Bring the blond," a supercilious voice commanded. Jack tried to protect Daniel, jumping to his feet, pushing the smaller man behind him as he demanded he be allowed to speak to someone. There was little he could do to stop Daniel being dragged away from the cell with his wrists manacled behind his back and dragged away. Jack's fists clenched and unclenched in frustration. He really, really hoped he got his chance. **** Daniel was led to a featureless grey room that contained chains descending from the ceiling to which he was secured. He gave a cry of pain as his arms were pulled to full stretch, leaving him almost on his toes to take some weight from his shoulders. "Why are you holding us prisoner?" Daniel gasped as he tried to ease the pull on his arms. "You attacked us without provocation. Why?" He gave a pained grunt as his jaw was gripped forcefully. "You ask no questions, you are nothing here. You invaded our land. Rumour has it, from the Sacred Circle. You will tell me how you made it work. What your invasion plans are." "I don't know what you mean," Daniel replied. "Your soldiers took away one of our people. Teal'C. What have you done with him, where is he?" The slap across his cheek had Daniel seeing stars. "You do not speak to me that way," the dark man growled menacingly. "I am Crevan, Master Inquisitor and I will learn of how you came to be here." He circled behind Daniel, his voice dropping to a sinister hiss. "You show such concern for Teal'C. He was more than just a comrade-in-arms." Daniel shivered, icy tendrils encircling his heart. 'Was'. Crevan smirked cruelly. He had not failed to see the pale-skinned male become paler at the deliberate use of past tense. "I have someone who may loosen your tongue even faster." Daniel watched helplessly as Crevan left the room. He fought the rising panic. Had something happened to Teal'C? He held his breath as he heard voices outside after a few minutes of solitude. Then his eyes opened wide in shock as Teal'C walked in. "Teal'C?" Daniel's voice was little more than a dry husking sound. "This is one of those who injured me and killed my men?" Teal'C's hand fingered the bandage around his head and stared menacingly at the prisoner. Daniel swallowed the anguished cry of grief and denial that threatened to burst free. Teal'C's dark eyes were cold and hard, showing not the slightest glimmer of recognition as he dispassionately regarded the chained blond. "That's right," Crevan said. "He is one of the invaders who somehow used the Sacred Circle to enter our world." "Then we need to find out how and prevent others coming through," Teal'C said. His eyes ran coldly over the naked prisoner. "It will be my pleasure to assist you with the questioning." Daniel shuddered. This was a Teal'C he did not recognise. His loving husband was gone, replaced by someone who thought him an adversary and was willing to use whatever means Crevan decided were acceptable. Time became an enemy that Daniel mentally cursed as he hung suspended. Teal'C's touches, that normally teased and pleasured his body, now sent shards of pain lancing through him. As he panted, waiting for the next bout of torture, he wondered how Teal'C would feel when the Jaffa regained his memories. If he regains them. Daniel tried to push the insidious voice away. Teal'C had taken him as his mate, told him Daniel was loved, was his soul-mate. So why doesn't he remember any of it, Danny-boy, the inner voice cruelly taunted him. Why is your union still a well-kept secret? "You are foolish to refuse to answer," Teal'C rasped as he gripped the pale face. He almost jerked away as a sudden desire to kiss the bruised lips lanced through him. He blinked, trying to recover his equilibrium. "I can't answer," Daniel mumbled, not noticing the Jaffa's shock. "We're friends, Teal'C." Lovers, you said I was the other half of your soul. "This isn't where you belong. You, me, Jack and Sam, we came together, don't you remember any of us?" Teal'C moved to stand behind the prisoner so the blue eyes could not see the uncertainty on his face. Occasionally when using his fingers to torment nerve endings, he had experienced a desire to stroke and caress. He had hurt the smaller man, but he knew his touches had been tempered by the strange desire for tenderness. Yet the man was his enemy. His hand fingered the bandage he wore. He had awoken to find he had no memory of whom or where he was. Crevan had supplied all the information about him being one of the Captains of the Forces in the castle. That he and his men had been ambushed by the pale-skinned strangers and some of his men had been killed while he had been injured. He eyed the restrained body. The blond did not strike him as a soldier, but he had not succumbed to pain either. He did not want to continue. "I think the prisoner should be put back into his cell," Teal'C declared. "Let him muse over what has happened and what he will face again." The Warrior could see Crevan was not pleased with the suggestion and it was with relief that he watched as the other man slowly nodded. For a few seconds, Teal'C had thought he would try to stop Crevan if the Inquisitor touched the prisoner. "You may be right," the other man said thoughtfully. Then his voice turned sly. "Sometimes the psychological fear of what might come to pass works better than the physical reality." Teal'C stared at him. He hated having no memory. He did not feel any pull of camaraderie towards Crevan, no inkling of familiarity. It was the same about the castle in which they were based. Nothing had held even the slightest echo of home or belonging. His eyes flickered briefly to the prisoner that Crevan was now pushing out of the room. For the first time since awakening in the cold, grey castle, something about the blond had warmed him. It made no sense. Why did he feel more comfortable with the prisoner, killer of his men, than with one of his own kind? A cry of pain had him exit the room in three large strides. He gave a rumbling growl at the sight of Daniel on his knees, Crevan's hand wound tightly in his hair. He met Crevan's eyes as the Inquisitor slowly looked up. "Is something wrong, Teal'C?" he asked silkily. "I thought we had finished with him," Teal'C replied. He fought an internal battle to remain apparently unconcerned at the tableau before him. It took strength of will not to slap the other dark-skinned man away from the blond and take him for himself. Instead he moved closer, slipping his hand under Daniel's elbow and helping the shivering blond to his feet. "Psychological, you said," he reminded Crevan. He did not like the look that passed across the other man's face. It was so fast that Teal'C knew most would have missed it. He met the blond's gaze and it shocked him to see neither fear nor loathing but a soul-deep sadness and ... disappointment... as if Teal'C had failed in some way. It served to stoke the flickering flames of disquiet that lapped along his veins. Something was wrong. Something was very wrong and Teal'C instinctively knew it revolved around Crevan and the prisoner. Whoever he was Teal'C was certain he was a warrior, that much felt right. As to the rest...He would wait, bide his time, certain he would uncover the truth. He glanced at Daniel; he also had to find a way to keep Crevan's hands off this man without betraying his own unease regarding the Inquisitor. He hoped he would be left to retire to him room. His head was aching and he had a great deal of thinking to do. Teal'C stood at the entrance to the cell to watch the proceedings, uncertain of the reason as to why it seemed important. He saw the jailor, a tall, dark-skinned man dressed in tight leather pants and matching leather vest, take charge of Daniel. Teal'C could see another pale-skinned man, whose hand were gripping the cell bars tightly, watching intently as Daniel was propelled roughly towards the prison. As Daniel was shoved inside, Teal'C banked down a growl of anger, firstly as Daniel stumbled and almost fell and secondly at the sight of Daniel caught and cradled in the other prisoner's arms. "You did well, Teal'C," Crevan praised as he led the Jaffa away from the cells. "However, I think the interrogation has tired you, you are still recovering. Retire to your room, I will have food and drink sent there and I will bring you something to help relax you." **** Teal'C wandered aimlessly around his room. It contained a large sofa, a table and chair and a sumptuous bed in one room. A bathroom with shower, toilet and basin was the other. He picked up odd trinkets; a medal, an ornate cup, turning them in his hands, trying to find some echo of familiarity. Nothing meant anything to him. Only the proximity of the blond prisoner, the feel of his skin, his scent, the look in his eyes, these were the things that somehow seemed familiar. Yet his mind remained an empty book. No, not empty, Teal'C shook his head. Not empty but closed and he was unsure what he needed to do to unlock it and open it once more. A rap at his door was followed by Crevan entering without waiting for invitation. He had a young, slender, copper-skinned male with him. Unlike the leather-clad soldiers who were all Teal'C had seen since waking, he wore only a short sarong around his hips that barely reached to cover his modesty. His nipples were both pierced, a silvery chain with glittering coloured gems linking them. His hair was an unusual reddish-auburn that fell past his shoulders. His eyes were almond-shaped, hazel hued and filled with a mix of fear and trepidation. "What do you want?" Teal'C asked. "To reward you," Crevan smirked. "This is Asho, a pleasure slave. He is yours to command. He is well-trained and can refuse you nothing." "Master," the young man whispered, his voice soft and melodic. He stepped forward, dropping to his knees and bowed his head to the floor. "Enjoy, Teal'C," Crevan leered. The Jaffa stared at the kneeling figure. Something was not right. He had a sense that Crevan was in some way toying with him. The slave was attractive, that was undeniable, but Teal'C felt no sexual desire for him. He looked at Crevan and raised an eyebrow. It was with indefinable relief that Teal'C watched his door close. He walked past the still-kneeling slave and locked his door. Turning he stared at the young man left there for his 'pleasure'. He had no idea what to do with him. He was suddenly aware of how tired he was and various aches made themselves known. He scowled but made a decision. "Can you perform massage, Asho?" he asked gruffly. "Yes, master," Asho replied lifting his head. He was smiling, although he still looked afraid to Teal'C's sharp eyes. "I am talented in that art." "Come with me," Teal'C ordered. He waited for the young man to rise gracefully to his feet and noticed the quick glances around the room Asho made. A thought, a rather disturbing thought insinuated in the warrior's mind, but there was no opportunity to test it. Instead he indicated the bed. "What do you need?" "Do you have a favoured oil, master?" Asho queried. Teal'C disappeared into the bathroom. There were several oil containers and he sniffed each before selecting one. He hesitated at the doorway, angling to be able to observe the slave without being seen. Asho's nervous glances towards one wall served to cement Teal'C's idea. He was being monitored. He took a deep breath to cleanse the building anger within. He had to employ well-thought strategy to unravel the mysteries of this place. He would start with the boy on his bed. He pulled off the leather vest he had been wearing and dropped it to the floor. He sauntered into the room, this time giving out the visual signals of the predator he knew he was. He hid his pleasure that the look in the younger man's eyes changed. Fear and apprehension were still there, but appreciation was visible as Teal'C purposely stretched displaying an expanse of flexing muscles. He slowly unsnapped the studs on his leather pants and pulled them off. All that was left was a snug, leather jockstrap. Even relaxed, Teal'C knew it could be seen he was well-endowed and the young man's gaze was drawn to the quiescent organ behind the leather. "Here," Teal'C threw over the jar of oil. "This one. Make it good." "Yes, master." Teal'C stretched out on the bed, spreading his legs and letting the smaller, slim body kneel between them. He did not like adding to the young man's fear, but at the same time it was a weakness to exploit and he needed as many answers as possible. Crevan had been correct in regards to Asho's talents. The oil had obviously been held in the young man's hands before he began stroking it over Teal'C's shoulders as it was warm on the Jaffa's skin. Slender hands and fingers worked diligently to loosen tight muscles and Teal'C found himself relaxing more and more as Asho descended his body. He gave a soft sound of appreciation as the hands began to stroke over his thighs. Small hands rubbed his inner thighs urging his legs apart. Soft sounds spilt from his lips as the Jaffa shifted, trying to spread himself further to encourage the teasing fingers to touch where he burned with desire. He groaned with need as they teased at his entrance, caressing the puckered skin, circling, pushing but not penetrating. His groan became one of impatience as he pushed back, gratified to feel the slender digit slide inside his heated depths. Soon there were three, sliding back and forth, spreading him, readying him. With a moan of passion, hard flesh slid deep inside him. He pushed back urging a rhythmic rocking, the tempo slowly increasing until finally... With a hoarse cry Teal'C reared from the bed, throwing the slave to the floor. He panted harshly, his eyes wide. The slave had...He clenched his inner muscles. There was no wetness, his muscles still tight, still untouched. He stared down at the young man whose eyes flitted fearfully from the Jaffa around the room as tears fell unchecked. The slave was aroused, although his passion was diminishing rapidly. However it was clear that what Teal'C had experienced was nothing more than an erotic memory. "I...I'm sorry, Master," the slave sobbed. Slowly the Jaffa stood and held out a hand to the shaking young man. He gave no explanation for his behaviour. As he pulled Asho upright he pulled off the meagre covering the younger man wore. He pushed the unresisting form ahead of him. "You may bathe me," he rasped. Once in the shower, the Jaffa turned the water on so that it jetted noisily, but made no attempt to cleanse. Instead he pinned Asho against a wall and bent to whisper in the younger man's ear. "My room is monitored and you were not just sent to pleasure me. Unless you want me to tell Crevan just how much you gave away and see just what punishments can be dispensed for such a failing, you will talk to me. I will know if you lie to me, Asho. What do you know of me?" "Nothing." Teal'C had not known what the younger man would say of him but was not expecting such a flat denial. He was also quite sure Asho was telling the truth. "When did you see me for the first time?" he tried a different question. "Today when you were taken to the Inquisitor's cells," Asho whispered. "I thought you had come from another garrison. I have always been used for the guards' pleasure as women are not permitted here. I am too pale-skinned to be considered truly attractive and so I never pleasure Officers. I know some garrisons have wives or betrothed permitted to live outside in guard accommodation. I really want to work in the kitchens and when I'm not needed to perform other tasks I can. Crevan told me to please you, to watch and to listen. Anything you said was to be reported to him. Especially if concerning the prisoners or the sacred gate. If I did well, I could permanently be a kitchen-hand." Teal'C felt a stab of guilt as well as sadness for the young man, but he steeled himself. He stared down into the hazel orbs of the smaller male. "You were selected because you are paler," Teal'C said, certain of his deduction but not of the motive. "And the prisoners," he continued. "What do you know of them?" "Just that there are two with skin paler than mine," Asho answered. He had been told nothing about the exotic prisoners. Teal'C considered carefully. The younger man seemed to be telling the truth. There were still no answers. Asho did not service Officers so it could be he had simply never seen Teal'C before, but the slave had not known of him. That was incongruous to the Warrior. If he was a Captain amongst the soldiers that Asho did frequent, the slave should know of him, by name if not by sight. Asho thought he was from another garrison where Crevan had told Teal'C he was a Captain of that stronghold. It was another disturbing piece in the puzzle that Teal'C had yet to solve. The Jaffa made a decision. "I do not know what Crevan expects, but I want you to tell me of anything he says to you about me," Teal'C said, pressing his face close to Asho. "If I please you, Master, will you keep me as your personal slave?" "I will do whatever I can," Teal'C hedged. So long as Asho thought of him as a man with power to grant him what he craved, the slave would be a useful informant. As attractive as Asho was, Teal'C felt no desire for him. He did, however, feel an ache as if an important part of himself was missing. He was now certain he could have faith in his instincts. He had neither liked nor trusted Crevan on sight. It seemed a justified reaction. He would have to be more vigilant. He believed the prisoners held the key. The blond had said they were friends. That did not seem quite right, but Teal'C was not sure why. He switched off the shower. "You may sleep with me," he growled at the slave. As Teal'C dimmed the light in the bedroom he stared at the slight form curled up at the edge of the bed. There was an echo of familiarity that had bright shards of pain lancing in Teal'C's mind. Sleep was a long time coming for the Jaffa. Stargate 01: Enemy within **** With a growl of impatience, Teal'C awoke to the insistent knocking at his door. He deactivated the lock, a small part of him wondering if Crevan could actually have opened the door himself as the Inquisitor stood smirking in the doorway. "Did you...sleep...well, Teal'C?" he asked, the leering look at Asho's still nude form had the Jaffa's skin crawl. "Well enough," he grunted in non-committal tones. As Asho sought to slink past, Teal'C caught the slender form and crushed their lips together before sliding his mouth to the slave's ear. "Serve me well and I will free you from the life as a pleasure-slave," he whispered. Asho moaned theatrically, but realistically, writhing in Teal'C's grip. "He was everything you promised and more," Teal'C purred. "Dress. We have prisoners to interrogate," Crevan said tersely. **** The blond prisoner, Daniel, was already in the Inquisitor's room, bound and naked as he had been the day before. Somehow the sight was even more disturbing to Teal'C's eyes than the first time he had seen the captive so restrained. The young man's orbs held a mix of hope and pleading, neither of which Teal'C was able to answer. He felt his hackles rise as Crevan circled predatorily around the helpless male. Crevan stared hungrily at the pale skin of the exotic prisoner. The people of the next kingdom were just as dark-skinned as his. He had always dismissed the stories of pale-skinned visitors through the sacred gate as childish tales. Now he had two such beings in his possession. With a malevolent grin he let his hands reach towards the alluring expanse of fair flesh. "I have an idea, Inquisitor Crevan," Teal'C said. The thought of the other man's hands touching the blond was more than Teal'C could bear. He stood firm under the heavy-lidded, angry gaze. He leant close. "I showed him pain yesterday. Let me take him to my quarters, show him how things *could* be if he cooperated." Teal'C purposely let a sly note creep into his voice. The look from the blond's eyes told him he had been overheard and the suggestion had not been well received. Crevan, by contrast, gave a sly smile of his own. "Very well, Teal'C. But I expect something from him or I will be forced to take things into my own hands." "Of course," Teal'C replied evenly. **** By the time Teal'C had got the prisoner to his room, anger had replaced concern. A part of him knew the emotion to be misplaced. His real fury was with Crevan, but Daniel had struggled and pleaded every inch of the way and Teal'C felt irrationally hurt by the lack of trust. In truth he had no intention of raping the prisoner, but he now wanted to prove to Daniel how futile his resistance was and how easily he could be hurt. Teal'C shoved Daniel onto the bed. A strange feeling of familiarity, as he knelt astride the smaller man, began to send sharp shards of pain stabbing through his skull. Without conscious thought his hands seemed to know exactly where and how to touch the pale, naked body. There was little resistance that Daniel could put up and his desperate writhing only served to inflame the bigger man. With a primitive growl he ignored the sobbed protests and possessed his captive's lips. Daniel's taste seemed to explode on his tongue and the shards of pain expanded into a single bright flash, leaving the Warrior barely able to breathe. Fragmented memories began to coalesce and surface leaving Teal'C shaking in their aftermath. He had hurt and had been about to sexually assault the other half of his soul. He did not know whether he had forfeited Daniel's love and trust. He pushed his mouth next to Daniel's ear and fought back the tears as he heard his mate beg not to be taken. "Forgive me, beloved. I have no excuse for ever forgetting what we shared. The room is under surveillance. I will have to carry through what I have begun. Forgive me." "It's ok, love, it's ok, it's ok" Daniel whispered back. The utter relief in the soft voice was clearly evident to Teal'C ears and made his heart ache even more for what he would have to do. " "Do what you must. I trust you," Daniel whispered. "Please stop this," he said more loudly, trying to squirm away from the face pressed so close to his. "I want obedience." Teal'C said pulling back from Daniel. His face was set, there was no affection to be seen, but he caught the tiniest of nods from Daniel and continued with his facade. "You should obey me, Daniel, you know you should. I can spare you pain and give you pleasure. You would prefer pleasure would you not?" "Yes. No. I don't know. You want to trick me." The Jaffa could see Daniel was shivering, his beloved's teeth chattered in the cool of the room and, Teal'C had no doubts, in the aftermath of the near assault. He hardened himself against the urge to hold him close. Instead the big male sat up. "Turn over, Daniel," he said darkly and Daniel only stared at him. "Turn over," Teal'C repeated evenly, "I wish to see what I will have." "No, I don't want to, I don't," Daniel moaned, but to Teal'C's relief, he felt the young man push up against him. His mate was so brave, so forgiving. Teal'C knew he would never take Daniel's love or trust for granted. He would find a way to show the young human just how loved he truly was. "Then I will call for guards to come and hold you down for me. I am sure they will obey me as you should." He started to get up and Daniel cried out. "No, please don't. I will...I will obey." He did, rolling onto his stomach but keeping his legs together "Open them, Daniel, or..." Teal'C watched as the blond did not wait to hear the threat. Instead, shaking his head in wordless denial, his mate spread his legs and buried his face in the pillow. Teal'C stroked himself theatrically a few times for any voyeurs watching. However, at the sight of his lover lying so passively beneath him, his shaft began to wither. He did not want this. Daniel deserved better but it would betray his returned memory, and possibly their only hope of finding escape, if he did not continue. A soft sound had him lean over the smaller body. "Do it, Teal'C, Daniel whispered. "You have to. I love you." Daniel, with his hands cuffed beneath him and his legs spread, was a picture of helplessness. Trying to make it look worse than it was, Teal'C grasped himself with one hand and probed with the other. Despite his lover's encouragements, Daniel was tight with fear, every muscle in the smaller body instinctively rigid and he was unstretched and dry. Teal'C knew he would damage his mate badly if he tried to enter Daniel. He thought swiftly. "You will let me have you?" he asked, keeping the hard edge to his voice. "Yes." Daniel's voice was almost muffled by the pillow. "I do not think so. Roll over. I will teach you something," he informed Daniel, as he ensured the smaller man was on his back. He undid one cuff and threaded the chain through the metal bar that made up the bed's headboard. He saw Daniel shiver but his lover's eyes were fear free as the bigger man loomed over him. "I will teach you pleasure even in circumstances such as these" He traced a line down Daniels' chest watching the nipples he loved begin to tighten."You will beg me to have you." He began stroking Daniel again, both hands now, touching him intimately. "You like this," Teal'C growled, his fingers feather light on the insides of Daniel's thighs and Daniel moaned. As if remembering Teal'C was his captor, Daniel tried to close his legs against the sensations then gave Teal'C a frightened look and let him push them apart again. "You are learning quickly. That is good," the Warrior praised. Moving so he could position Daniel as he willed, Teal'C's caresses then meandered over his captive's back, legs and buttocks. A soft moan reached his ears and Teal'C turned Daniel once more to fondle Daniel's testicles, rolling them. He watched as Daniel began to harden. He gently stroked swelling flesh as it pulsed eagerly in his hand as if recognising his touch. Silently, continually, Teal'C prayed for forgiveness. He stopped his touches and Daniel cried out, his body protesting their absence. His hips arching forward again, organ straining. With a predatory smile Teal'C resumed caressing sides, legs, arms face, teasing Daniel's lips with one finger, blowing into his ear. "Please," Daniel whispered as he panted wetly. His erection was hard and aching, dripping with desire. He wanted to make love with Teal'C even if there were others watching. The last couple of days, where his soul mate had looked at him with unrecognising eyes, had taken a high emotional toll on the archaeologist. He desperately sought the union of their bodies even in these unsavoury circumstances, where he was meant to be an unwilling bed-mate. "Please." Teal'C echoed. "Please stop or please continue?" He ran the tip of one finger up Daniel's shaft, paused at the tip, swirling pre-come over the head and Daniel groaned and thrust. "Answer me, Daniel or I shall get some guards and have them pleasure themselves with you instead." "Please continue," Daniel whispered the words, not wanting any voyeurs to hear the true desire in his voice. Teal'C squeezed him, pumping him again and then stopped. Daniel's whimper, a soft, almost hurt, sound made Teal'C's heart ache. He bent his head over his lover to hide their faces and was rewarded with a brief smile and nod. Teal'C touched him again and Daniel's back arched, his legs encouraged to open wider. Teal'C slowed, quickened and slowed again, keeping Daniel hovering on the brink whilst he muttered insults that almost choked him. Then his hand moved harder and faster as Daniel began to shake. His lover cried out inarticulately and pulled against the wrist cuffs. Another convulsion shook him and his cream poured over Teal'C's hand. In the instant when his body was completely lax and he was gasping for breath, Teal'C flipped Daniel over and drove semen-slick fingers inside him. Just a brief preparation and then his mate's impressive length pushed inside him. Daniel bit back a cry. The Jaffa was well-proportioned and always took meticulous care to ensure he was stretched. Then he was pulled to his knees and Teal'C reached around, gripped him once more, and he gasped as his mate stroked purposefully over his prostrate as he worked Daniel's flaccid length. With a single-minded determination, Teal'C thrust into Daniel's body. He had angled the smaller man to ensure he could bring maximum pleasure to Daniel despite the circumstances. He kept his face neutral, as if merely enduring being inside the archaeologist, relieved that the knowing way he was working Daniel's flesh could not be seen. The constant stimulation of his mate's sweet spot was having its usual effect. He could feel the younger man begin to tremble. "Take my seed," he growled, pumping his hips harder. "Know what it is like to feel pleasure when I am inside you." He swallowed the cry of his mate's name that should accompany his completion. He held tightly to Daniel's hips as his essence pulsed into the clenching channel and Daniel shuddered through a secondary climax. He waited a moment as if recovering his own breath, but wanting to let Daniel prepare for a rough withdrawal. The pained hiss from the smaller body was as a knife in Teal'C's heart. He felt a momentary relief as there was no obvious sign he had torn the delicate inner tissues of his mate's sheath. Effortlessly he tossed Daniel onto his back, pressing his face to within millimetres of Daniel's. "Forgive me, I love you," he whispered. "Now you know what it is to know pleasure at my hands," he said loudly, pulling back to smile coldly. "It will make pain all the harder to endure. I may even bring you here regularly. You will learn to enjoy these sessions." "No," Daniel whispered, but his eyes reflected only love. "I will never enjoy it." It was in Teal'C's mind to take Daniel into the shower but the door to his room opening had him spin to stand protectively at the base of the bed as if to shield the naked blond from unwanted eyes. "What is it?" he demanded harshly. In the doorway stood Crevan and Asho, the one looking cruel and sly the other dejected and afraid. "It would seem that your services may not be needed tonight, Asho. Teal'C has made use of the prisoner rather than a pleasure slave. Perhaps your skills are not up to the standard of our captive." Teal'C forced himself not to lunge at the Inquisitor. He had his memories back, now he needed to assess the situation and find a way that they could all escape. He glanced back at Daniel, his heart constricting at the hurt look in the expressive blue eyes. Bending down he scooped an arm around the archaeologist, taking advantage of the position to whisper in his lover's ear. "I swear by all I hold most sacred that I have not betrayed you." If Daniel replied, the Jaffa did not hear him as Crevan continued in a loud, cruel voice. "You may be servicing some of the soldiers, Asho." "The slave stays," Teal'C growled. There was no way of letting Daniel know, but the slave could be their way of escape. If he could get time alone with him. "The prisoner understands his place," he added. He turned back towards the blond who was trying to cover his body as Crevan's avaricious eyes sought him out. He pulled Daniel roughly into his arms. "Trust me, I beg you, beloved" he whispered desperately. He hated to allow Crevan to lay a hand on his mate, but there was no option. He moved, still holding Daniel, in Crevan's direction. "Has he revealed what we desire, Teal'C?" the Inquisitor asked. "I have no doubts that I can obtain what you wish," Teal'C replied, his voice a silkily whisper in Crevan's ear. "Give me one more day with him and I assure you that you will have all you want and more." Teal'C could see the indecision in Crevan's dark eyes. "You wanted me to work on this prisoner," the Jaffa added. "I have done as you asked. Soon he will be mine." The last words, spoken in an ominous, low growl instantly diverted Crevan's attention. "Tomorrow, then," the inquisitor said. A shout had a large guard enter the room and he handed over the blond prisoner. He could feel the difference between the Warrior and the captive. Something had changed between them. He would give Teal'C the extra day. He gave another shout and second slave entered carrying a bottle and glasses. Asho would interrogate the Warrior after plying him with the potent wine. "For you, Teal'C, a well deserved reward for all your...hard work." Teal'C forced a smile of gratitude. All he wanted was the Inquisitor to be gone and to question Asho from the relative safety of the shower. He had no doubt that the young slave would have not been treated generously when Crevan found there was nothing to be told. He laid a proprietary hand on Asho's shoulder, squeezing it reassuringly. "You will have all you deserve tomorrow, Master Inquisitor," Teal'C replied. "It will be my pleasure to ensure it is so." "Enjoy you wine and your slave, Teal'C," Crevan smirked. "You may shower me first, Asho," Teal'C said moving to lock his door. "You know how I like the water. See to it." As the slave scurried to do his bidding, Teal'C poured a glass of the rich, dark red wine. From its bouquet he was sure it was potent and doubtless designed to loosen his tongue as he consumed it. He took a taste and his assessment of the wine's strength was evident. It had a rich, luxuriant flavour and Teal'C was certain Asho would have been primed to keep refilling his glass. Setting down the drink, he strode into the bathroom. He was pleased to see Asho had put the shower on full force and so it was making a lot of noise, while the slave waited for Teal'C to join him. The Jaffa eased his body alongside Asho's and pressed his mouth to the slave's ear. "Are you meant to get me drunk?" he asked baldly. He felt the frisson in the slender frame and then Asho nodded. "Yes, Master." "I need a way to escape this garrison," Teal'C said. "I will take you, Asho and free you to do as you wish. I can take you to a place where you would never be another's pleasure slave." "Do you swear this?" Asho asked, his face eager and anxious in equal measure. "I swear it. However, we need to free the prisoner, too. I can take care of that," he added confidently. "Can you take care of a way out?" "Yes, Master," Asho grinned. "I have never used the way, there is nothing for me outside of the garrison, but there is a way under the garrison others have used." "You can take us this way? Tomorrow?" Teal'C questioned. There was no way he could just leave his quarters with the slave in the middle of the night. However, he could go to the cells at first light and free Daniel and Jack O'Neil. "Yes, Master," Asho nodded vigorously. "I am usually in the kitchen alone for an hour first thing. The cooks expect me to have things readied for them before they arrive so they get an extra hour in bed." "Perfect," Teal'C smiled. "I will drink a little of the wine and then we will cover ourselves with a sheet. I will not make use of you, Asho." "But you used the prisoner," Asho said, his face dropping. "I made love with the prisoner," Teal'C corrected. He would not lie to the slave. "My memories have returned and Daniel is my life-mate. That is why we cannot leave without them and that is why I cannot and will not use you." "I thought you would keep me when we escaped," Asho whispered, fear shining from his eyes. "I will ensure you are well cared for as a free man, Asho. Where Daniel and I come from you will not be a slave and no one will know what you endured here. You can start your life anew." A sudden inspiration had the Jaffa grin. "We have large kitchens, Asho. Would you not like to work in them?" "Yes, Master," the slave replied, anticipation slowly replacing fear. "I would work very hard." "That's settled then," Teal'C nodded. He was certain that between himself and Jack O'Neil they could arrange a kitchen job for Asho. He ensured they were both thoroughly wetted and switched off the shower. They dried quickly and Teal'C shoved Asho onto the bed as he casually tossed half of the glass of wine down his throat. He then climbed on top of the slave, pulling up the sheet so their bodies were hidden. Theatrical noises and movements mimicked an act that did not take place and then they lay silent and motionless. Asho finally curled up at Teal'C's side sleeping deeply, but for the Jaffa sleep was not welcome. He intended to be up at the earliest opportunity to free his beloved and his friend. The earlier he struck the more likely was their success. **** Teal'C woke Asho with a hand over the slave's mouth. He pressed his lips to the smaller man's ear. "We move now. Make no noise." Silently, the two men left the room but ensured their demeanour was such that anyone watching would not notice anything amiss. They moved out into the deserted corridor and headed to the cells. As they approached the area, Teal'C saw the guard outside. He gave a disgruntled growl. He had hoped there would only be the one guard inside the cell block. His head turned sharply at the light touch to his wrist. Asho gave a nervous smile to the big male and then slipped into a pleasure slave persona. Plastering on his best sultry look, his swayed his hips seductively as he approached the guard. "What do you want?" the guard demanded. "You don't normally hang around here. "I was lonely," Asho purred, his hand rubbing over the front of his tiny sarong. "I knew there was always someone on duty down here." The stepped closer, letting his slender frame rub sinuously against the guard's leather pants and vest. He bit down the pained noise that threatened to burst free as his hair was caught in a large, uncaring hand. Stargate 01: Enemy within "Pale-skinned slut," the guard growled. He forced the slave to his knees. "Suck me!" With practiced ease, Asho dropped, careful to ensure that the guard had to turn away from the corridor. Slowly he eased the pants open and took out the engorged flesh. The guard might be uttering every unsavoury word of insult, but he was still aroused. He was about to take the shaft into his mouth when the guard's body twitched and then collapsed. "Did he hurt you?" Teal'C asked, impressed by the selflessness and courage of the young man. "I've endured worse," Asho replied truthfully. Teal'C nodded. In this place, he could easily believe it. He indicated Asho to go ahead as he dragged the guard's body out of sight. He admired the slave's dedication as the slender man repeated his manoeuvre on the next guard. Teal'C did not waste any time taking more permanent care of the guard. However, as he turned to the cell that should have held both prisoners, only Jack's terse face peered anxiously at them. "Teal'C I gotta tell ya, you're a sight for sore eyes. But where's Daniel?" "I thought he would be with you," Teal'C husked, fear clutching at the Jaffa's heart. "Crevan came not long ago and took him away for more questioning." The sound that came from Teal'C's lips was bestial. His fists clenched and unclenched and then he was already in the doorway. "Free, Jack O'Neil," he ordered Asho. "If I am not back in ten minutes take him the way you would have taken us all. He will ensure you go home with him and get your freedom." Jack stared at the barely-dressed young man as he opened the cell door to release him. "Um, I'm Jack," he offered. "Give me a hand get these pants off him," he added. "There's no way I'm gonna run around buck naked." "My name is Asho, Master." Jack eyed the slave who was regarding him shyly. He tried for a soft tone. "Jack," he repeated. "Master Jack," Asho smiled. Jack could not help but smile back. The kid was cute. Very cute. Teal'C ran towards the interrogation room, praying fervently that would be the Inquisitor's destination. There was a guard outside, but he stood no chance against the Jaffa intent on finding and protecting his mate. Teal'C tossed the lifeless body aside and flung open the door. The Warrior saw that Daniel was restrained as usual, but Crevan was also naked. The Inquisitor's flesh was hard and glistening as it jutted greedily in Daniels' direction. The bellow of rage that erupted from Teal'C's throat was like that of a wounded beast. No power could have prevented him from reaching Crevan. The Inquisitor barely had time to turn towards Teal'C before the Jaffa had wrapped one hand under the other man's jaw and the other behind his head. With a twist the fragile cervical bones snapped and Teal'C ignored the crumpled body as he freed his beloved mate. For a few precious seconds, the two men embraced. Daniel took strength from the warm solidity of his lover and the pain in Teal'C's soul eased fractionally as he held the other half of his soul. He kissed the smaller man tenderly and searched the azure orbs for signs of reproach. "I love you," Daniel whispered. "With all my heart. Let's get away from here, Teal'C, please." "I love you," Teal'C vowed. Although he did not say the words, mentally he made an oath to prove his devotion to his precious human. They hurried back towards the cells to find Jack standing protectively in front of Asho, his face creasing into a smile at the sight of the two men. "This way, Master Jack," Asho urged, tugging on the Colonel's hand. Jack gave a self-depreciating smile and a shrug of his shoulders and let himself be led down the passageway. Asho led them into the kitchens and from there to where all the food waste and other kitchen garbage was taken. He pointed to large portals, currently secured. "All rubbish is tipped through these," he explained. There is a chute that leads to an underground stream which washes out into one of the larger tributaries. If we go this way we will come out in one of the rivers that feed the great lake." "The lake near the Stargate?" Jack asked enthusiastically. At the blank look from Asho, he turned to Teal'C. "The Sacred Circle," the Jaffa offered. "Yes, Master Jack. That is want you want?" he asked, his face suddenly anxious. "Absolutely, yep, youbetcha," Jack grinned. "Let's do it." While Jack opened one of the portals with Asho's assistance, Teal'C and Daniel checked the kitchen for anything that could be used as a weapon. Teal'C found several large, sharp knives and a couple of very large cleavers. They were not as good as firearms, but they would make very serviceable weapons at close range. He hesitated long enough to kiss his beloved once more and then led Daniel back to the others. "You go first, Teal'C," Jack directed, immediately resuming his role as commanding officer. "Daniel next, then Asho and I'll come down last. Nothing we can do about relocking the hatch, but I'll try to make sure it at least looks closed." "Master?" Asho quailed at Jack's side. Now that leaving the garrison was close to being a reality, fear was setting in. His body was beginning to tremble and he sought the older man's reassurance. "It'll be ok, kid," Jack soothed, a hand cupping the younger man's chin to tilt the beautiful face upwards to look into frightened eyes. "I'll take care of you." The smile he earned was tremulous, but at least it was a smile. Jack was not leaving Asho behind. There was no way to know what punishments he might face. He watched as Teal'C swung himself into the mouth of the chute and then the Jaffa vanished from sight. Jack listened until he heard a shout from the Warrior and then helped Daniel into the opening. "See ya down there, Daniel-boy," he grinned. He watched the blond vanish from his sight and then turned towards the young slave. He gave a reassuring smile as he regarded the trembling form. He could well imagine the kid was petrified. As if reading his mind, Asho surged forward into his arms. "I'm scared, I'm scared," he whimpered. "I cannot go. I cannot. " "Either we both go or we both stay here." "No, Master Jack. They would kill you," Asho whispered. "For all I know, if I leave you here, they might kill you. I'm not taking that chance. Swing up." Jack positioned the smaller man at the entrance and himself behind Asho. Wrapping his arms tight around the shaking body, he pressed his mouth to Asho's ear. "Trust me. I'll take care of you." Teal'C was surprised to see Jack and Asho come down together. He was standing thigh deep in the cold, dark water, Daniel at his side. The walls were simply rough hewn, but were liberally coated with some kind of phosphorescence that gave a pale, eerie, greenish light. As the other two men landed in the water, he waited for Jack and Asho to stand. "It flows in that direction," Teal'C said, indicating the flow of the stream. "I will lead the way." Teal'C strode forward. He would be able to see best in the pale light, it made sense he should lead. He held tightly to Daniel's hand. He wanted to touch his beloved at every opportunity to let Daniel feel his love. The cold water leeched warmth and strength from all of them. Teal'C's strides had shortened as he hooked an arm around Daniel's waist. It would not be long before he would have to carry his rapidly tiring mate. Daniel's eyes were glazed and Teal'C knew it was only sheer stubbornness that kept the archaeologist upright and moving. He glanced behind. Asho was already in Jack's arms, the small, thin body pressed tightly against Jack's naked chest. "I did not think to find out the size of the garrison," Teal'C shouted to O'Neil over the sound of the running water echoing in the tunnel. "However, we have twisted and turned to have been walking for hours." He raised an eyebrow quizzically as the Colonel's head dropped towards his bundle. "Asho thought the stream only ran under the garrison," Jack replied. "But there's a small township a short distance away. He thinks this may run from the garrison past the town, which is away from the main river, and back again." "That could account for the tributaries that keep feeding in," Teal'C nodded. "It would make sense. The garrison would not want anyone to be able access it from the town through this. Daniel!" His lover's tired legs had finally given out and only the Jaffa's swift reflexes had prevented his beloved from falling. He swept the slender man into his arms with ease. "Sorry, Teal'C" Daniel murmured, nuzzling at the warm skin of the Warrior's jaw. "Tried so hard." "It is time for you to let me care for you, beloved," Teal'C whispered back. His lips dropped a kiss to Daniel's nose, to his lover's tired smile. "I will lead us out of this place; we are going home. Once there, I will show you how much you are loved." "It's ok, I understand," Daniel's voice was fading as he lost the battle with exhaustion. "I'm not what anyone would expect in a partner of yours. I love you." "I love you, Daniel. You are everything to me, I swear." Teal'C gave a soft sound of anger, directed at himself, as he realised Daniel had not heard his declaration. "You should never have found need to doubt your place at my side, beloved," he whispered to the inert form. "Never." **** Despite the cold and carrying their bundles, neither Teal'C nor Jack complained. The Jaffa was almost certain he could scent a breeze of fresher air ahead, but wanted to be fully sure before raising his friend's hopes in vain. Then he grinned. His eyes could identify light ahead. They were coming to the end. "We are almost out, Colonel O'Neil," Teal'C said. "He was scared you'd forgotten him because you didn't love him like he loves you." The soft voice and its gentle rebuke made Teal'C turn. He glanced at Asho and then at his own sleeping mate. He realised Jack had purposely waited until they could have this conversation privately. "He was more scared of that than the cell, Crevan or the torture," Jack added. He was certain Daniel would never reveal his true fears to Teal'C and he wanted the Jaffa to know just how much Daniel loved him. "He should never have needed to doubt me," Teal'C whispered. "I cannot explain why my conscious mind forgot him, but in my heart and soul I knew him. I could not really hurt him, despite all that Crevan said. I was ready to use all my skill to harm him, but when I saw him I could not. I will ensure he does not doubt his place at my side again. I love him more than my very life." "Good to hear ,T." The Jaffa nodded; it was good for him to know that Jack O'Neil was a trusted friend on whom his beloved mate could rely. "I will not fail him again. The little one?" he asked, looking at Asho. "We'll find something for him at the Base," Jack huffed. "Least we can do given what he's done for us." "He likes to cook," the Jaffa offered and smiled at the brightening of Jack's eyes and the lips that curled into a devilish grin. "We can always do with good cooks at that place," Jack said, looking down at the smaller male. When they reached the final outlet to the river, they found that there was a locked underwater gate preventing their egress. With a discontented growl, Teal'C was forced to relinquish his hold on Daniel. Passing his mate into Jack's care, the Jaffa left the older man with two armfuls of younger men and dove beneath the water to attack the gate's locks. With a mix of the cleaver and brute strength, Teal'C broke through the lock and heaved the gate open. Jack pacified the shaking Asho who was petrified of having to go beneath the water. "Just watch, kid. Watch Daniel and Teal'C." At his nod the two men took several deep breaths before holding the last and diving out of sight. It took just seconds for them to surface, smiling and waving. "I won't let you go," Jack vowed, framing the thin face in his large hands. "I promise." "Please do not discard me, please, Master Jack," Asho whispered. "I promise," Jack assured. "Trust me." With the slender man clinging to him, Jack effortlessly propelled them both under the water, through the gate and then up into the air the other side. He grinned at Teal'C and Daniel, unaware of the way in which Asho gazed at him in a potent mix of adoration and awe. "With any luck, we'll meet up with Sam coming the other way with the cavalry as we get to the Stargate," he crowed. **** Jack regretted his boast as they cautiously threaded their way through the forest towards the Stargate. He had forgotten that their tortuous route had eaten away at time. There were groups of soldiers clearly searching for them. It seemed that their enemy had decided that the Stargate was the obvious place for the escapees to head towards and so coveys of soldiers milled around. Despite which, Jack never relinquished his hold on Asho's hand and, as if repaying the older man for his concern, the slave made no sound despite the tremors Jack could feel. He saw Teal'C signal and he edged towards where the Jaffa had partially concealed the archaeologist. Jack nodded as the spied the couple of stragglers the Warrior intended to ambush. As Teal'C bent to kiss Daniel, Jack cupped Asho's face kissing the young slave tenderly. He pulled back to gaze into eyes wide with awe and wonder and another, deeper emotion, Jack would not name. The younger man needed to be able to make a decision free from imminent danger and free from any feelings of gratitude. If Teal'C had seen the kiss, he said nothing as they silently slipped forwards to their intended prey. Teal'C's aim was true, his cleaver burying itself between one man's shoulder blades. As he crumpled silently to the floor, Jack leapt from cover and delivered a powerful punch to his adversary's chin. He gave a smug grin as the enemy soldier's feet left the floor before he dropped unconscious. Arming themselves with the other soldiers' weapons, they indicated it was safe for the younger men to emerge. Daniel clasped tightly to Asho as Teal'C and Jack slipped silently away. It was hard to believe he had been, however briefly, jealous of the younger man. He loved Teal'C so much and it was hard to have to stifle his joy. He hated pretending. He wanted people to know he was Teal'C's lover. But still only a handful knew and it was never openly acknowledged except with Jack or Sam. He wondered about Jack and Asho. The older man had been honest enough to admit there was no future for them, but he seemed very fond of the slave. He glanced down at his small hoard of stones. They were not sophisticated weapons, but a good hard strike could disarm or stun one of their pursuers. They were all he had to protect himself and Asho. He knew he could throw accurately and would not hesitate of the opportunity arose. Movement caught his eye and he smiled reassuringly at Asho. Keeping hold of his hand, Daniel scooped a couple of rocks into his free hand and led the younger man from their hiding place. He would take care of Asho until they were safe. They hurried towards the Stargate, Teal'C leading, Daniel holding tightly to Asho and Jack bringing up the rear. As they broke cover, running, there was a shout from behind them. Teal'C dropped to his knees, laying down cover fire as Daniel and Asho sped past. He did not take his eyes from his enemy as Jack dropped beside him to double their firepower. Shots fired over their heads from the direction of the Stargate and Jack gave a whoop of delight as Sam appeared with a rescue team. He and Teal'C kept firing spasmodically as they urged the younger men ahead of them. However, where Daniel was only too pleased to head towards the gate and safety, Asho tried to resist. "It is forbidden," he moaned softly, shaking his head. "I cannot." "Oh yes you can," Jack growled. He scooped the slight form into his arms, powering towards the Stargate. He followed Teal'C and Daniel, aware that Sam and her team were right behind them. As he emerged into the Base he felt Asho try and crawl into his skin. "It's ok, Asho," he whispered. "This is my world and these are my people. You're safe here; everything will be fine. Teal'C said you wanted to work as a cook?" "Yes, Master Jack." The voice was muffled against Jack's chest, but at least Asho was responsive. The younger man had stopped trembling, and Jack had feared the shock might have left Asho catatonic. "We can take him, Colonel, if you'll just put him down?" "I'll take him," Jack growled as he headed to sick bay. Murmuring and staring stopped him. He turned and gave a gasp that caused Asho to lift his head. Teal'C was kneeling on the floor in front of a blushing Daniel, holding one of the archaeologist's hands in his. "Daniel Jackson," Teal'C said. "You did me the great honour of agreeing to become my mate. I now wish all to bear witness to our joining. I wish to marry you, here, where all may see you become my lifemate. Will you agree to this?" Daniel stared down at the Jaffa. In all his wildest dreams he had never expected such a public proposal. He glanced upwards briefly to see a widely grinning Jack, still holding a wide-eyed Asho, and towards Sam whose smile rivalled Jack's. He looked back down, instilling every ounce of love he felt for the bigger man into his eyes, into his voice. "Yes, Teal'C, I will marry you." He gave a squeal of surprise as the Jaffa surged to his feet. His lover's strong arms were underneath Daniel's butt and the younger man was lifted high into the air as a cheer rang out. He was allowed to slide down Teal'C's body in a controlled movement, the Warrior holding him tightly as they were finally eye-to-eye. "I love you, Teal'C," Daniel whispered. "I love you, Daniel Jackson," Teal'C replied before sealing his lips over his mate's, his official, publically declared, mate. He was aware of the loud cheer, but he would not have cared if his declaration had been met with silence. He had done the right thing for Daniel. That was all that mattered to him. That and the fact the General would have to find some way of affording them a room that could house a bed for two. Teal'C had no intention of letting Daniel sleep anywhere but at his side from now on. **** It seemed to Daniel that it was more like a dream than reality. He and Teal'C had just pledged themselves as life-mates in front of most of the Base. Teal'C had then insisted on walking around the Base to ensure everyone was aware of their union. There had been some looks that were less than approving, but with the General conducting part of their joining, and his blessing to the union at the end, it did not matter about the few. The many were happy. They had Jack and Sam stand for them. Daniel had noticed that Jack's eyes had flitted to Asho throughout the ceremony. They had rarely been seen apart during the last few days. Daniel hoped the older man would finally find the love he had been waiting for. Now he and Teal'C were heading towards the room they had been assigned by the General; one that would comfortably accommodate two. He stared at the bed as they went inside. The normal practical bedding had been replaced by black silk and dark-red rose petals were strewn over it. The scent was subtle, not overpowering, and the room's illumination was from small clusters of multi-sized candles. "I want to see you, beloved." "Teal'C's voice was a sensual cares of his ear and Daniel shuddered. He did not resist as Teal'C's hands began to undress him. Touches and kisses were liberally bestowed as his clothing vanished. By the time Daniel was naked, he was shaking as Teal'C led him to their bed. He was eased onto his back and his thighs pushed apart as Teal'C gazed down in a mix of love and desire. Daniel could not help but writhe under the intense stare, wanting his lover, his new, official husband. Stargate 01: Enemy within Slowly Teal'C denuded himself. He allowed his muscles to flex as he stripped, purposely aiming to arouse his lover even more. He gave a slow smile at the soft whimpers from Daniel as he tossed aside the leather thong that allowed his sex to spring free. It pointed unerringly at its desired place as Daniel's legs spread wider, the smaller man's hips hitching to offer his body. "Slow, my beloved," Teal'C soothed as he took a step forward to be able to kneel on the bed. He moved forwards slightly, positioning himself between the splayed limbs. He placed his hands in the twin hollows created by Daniel's hip bones, smiling at how well they fitted together. His fingers settled naturally into the indentations, giving him the perfect place to hold onto his mate. "Please?" a soft voice drew his attention. Teal'C smiled at his lover, his husband. He moved over the slighter form and kissed Daniel. Then he moved back dropping kisses over the lightly furred chest, across the soft abdomen and along the length of Daniel's shaft. He grinned as Daniel sucked in a breath and bucked up from the bed. Resuming his ministrations, Teal'C kissed his way up and down Daniel's length relishing the sounds that spilt from his mate's lips. Then he flicked out his tongue and circled it around the head of swollen flesh, tasting the musk and pre-come as Daniel's arousal spiralled upwards. He made a contented sound and began to lick more voraciously. The taste of his mate was intoxicating and addictive. Long swipes down the shaft were followed by his tongue swirling around the head or probing the slit. Occasionally he suckled, enjoying Daniel's increasingly impassioned cries. While he languidly suckled Daniel, he traced light little patterns on his lover's hip with his fingers. He slid one hand from a slender hip to fondle the lightly furred sac. He gently played with the precious orbs it contained, pressing them together and apart. His mate's sounds of pleasure increased and Teal'C could feel how the smaller man's hips tried unsuccessfully to thrust. From Daniel's sac, a finger slid to trace the delicate perineum and his lover's whole body began to shake. It was clear that Daniel was on the verge of release and Teal'C purposely kept his ministrations slow and measured. He began to stroke the entrance to his beloved's body and Daniel writhed, inviting him inside, but he declined the invitation, continuing to caress, tenderly rubbing, almost flirtatiously tantalising the sensitive spot. It was obvious to Teal'C that Daniel was going to come soon. His lover was thrashing and bucking. He held the smaller man firmly in place sucking in earnest. He could feel Daniel's balls drawing up and his mate came in hard, intense waves, pulsing into Teal'C's voracious maw. The Jaffa swallowed the precious nectar. He massaged his lover's sac as Daniel moaned softly and came again in another hot, creamy surge. Once certain he had all his lover could offer, Teal'C let the sated flesh slip from between his lips. He moved to capture Daniel's lips and let his tongue leisurely slide against his mate's. "I love you," Daniel whispered as Teal'C gazed down at him. "I love you Daniel, my lifemate. Let me show you." Lovingly he eased his relaxed lover to lie on his stomach. He placed a couple of pillows under Daniel and ran a hand from the nape of his neck down to the swell of his ass, eliciting a groan and shiver. Teal'C's hands caressed, stroked and massaged as the Warrior worked to re-arouse his beloved husband. Daniel smiled as Teal'C reached to retrieve their oil. He forced himself to resist the urge to push back on the finger that gently entered him. Relinquishing control to Teal'C, he went limp, revelling in the soft strokes to his prostate, as Teal'C manipulated his long finger deep inside Daniel's body. He gave a wordless murmur of appreciation, pillowing his head and folded arms. Teal'C smiled as he kissed the pale skin before him, recognising Daniel's capitulation, wanting to show his husband with every touch how loved he was. He removed his finger, ran his hands over the smooth mounds of Daniel's ass and peppered them with soft kisses. He spread them wide to take his fill of the tiny entrance and leaned forward to lick the tight bud before blowing over the wetted skin. Daniel shuddered at the sensation as Teal'C began to alternate between licking and blowing. For all his best intentions, he found he instinctively pushed back towards Teal's mouth with each lick and rocked forward when his lover blew. Then with a soft cry of delight, Daniel felt himself pierced by Teal'C's tongue. Despite its trapped location, his shaft throbbed and he could feel pre-come leaking, creating a damp spot over which his flesh now rubbed. Continuing his leisurely pace, Teal'C tongued Daniel, occasionally thrusting deeply, licking around the stretched entrance or nibbling with his teeth. His hands roamed over the expanse of heated skin, treasuring the feel of the man entrusted to his care. His hands palmed each globe once more squeezing, kneading, spreading the cheeks as he pushed deeper. The occasional muffled scream was testimony to his success at flicking the tip of his mate's sweet spot. Finally, Teal'C pulled back, panting softly. He reached for the oil and carefully coated his fingers before dribbling a few drops onto Daniel's opening. He rubbed it around the slightly spasming portal before sinking two thick fingers deep inside. He let them glide back and forth, ensuring he stretched Daniel thoroughly. "Oh, Teal'C, more please," Daniel moaned softly. As a third finger was inserted, a sheen of sweat was visible over Daniel's back as he tried to push back and ride the fingers. Teal'C located the small nub knowing that as he stroked, it elicited jolts of pleasure straight to the hardened flesh of his mate. Daniel was moaning and thrusting into the pillows and Teal'C smiled at the sight of his beloved lost in passion. He eased his lover up onto his hands and knees and positioned himself to enter heated depths. He held tightly to Daniel's hips, preventing his mate from pushing backwards, as he slowly entered him. Daniel was touched by Teal'C's tenderness. Each gentle thrust forward filled Daniel with more than just Teal'C's flesh. He could feel his heart filled to overflowing with love for the big man who was caring for him with such reverence. Floating on a sea of myriad emotions; love, desire, need, joy, Daniel purposely clenched his inner muscles around Teal'C, milking the long, solid shaft that penetrated him. With a groan, Teal'C blanketed the smaller body with his own, continuing to thrust in the smooth, steady, rolling motion he knew was guaranteed to bring Daniel to the brink of ecstasy. "I was afraid," Teal'C rasped into his lover's ear. "I feared never holding you in my arms again. What if I could never feel you, us, like this ever again? Had I destroyed your love and trust for me?" "Oh, Teal'C," Daniel moaned, each light stroke against his sweet spot creating a swell of bliss. "Don't stop. I love you. I'll never leave you." "And I will never leave you, beloved. You are the most precious thing in my life," Teal'C whispered. "We are truly one now, Daniel. I am a part of you just as you are a part of me." Daniel could not stop the moan of denial as Teal'C eased from his body. "I want to see you when I come inside you," the Jaffa husked. The big male draped Daniel's legs over his shoulders and carefully re-entered the tight heat. He caressed Daniel's thighs, slid his fingers over his beloved's belly and then traced the length of his penis. As his mate leaned up to kiss him, the movement caused Teal'C's flesh to move inside Daniel and the smaller man moaned. Teal'C covered his lover's lips for a deep, long kiss. Then he moved back caressing his mate's chest with feathery touches. Leaning carefully over the slighter frame, Teal'C began to move his hips in strong powerful lunges. He smiled as Daniel pushed his hips upwards to meet each movement of the Jaffa. The bigger man stroked Daniel lovingly, slowly, just enough to keep him on the edge. The sounds of flesh on flesh as Teal'C body drove into Daniel were adding incrementally to the Warrior's arousal. Their lovemaking was slow, hot, and romantic and it bonded something deep inside both of them. As if that was what Teal'C had been waiting for, the Jaffa released Daniel's shaft as his hips picked up momentum. With every thrust of the Jaffa, Daniel was propelled inexorably closer to a second climax. Each movement of the Jaffa was met by one of Daniel, the smaller man moaning softly with each motion. He tried to stroke himself but Teal'C prevented him. He took hold of Daniel's hands in his, entwining their fingers, pressing his lover's arms over his head. The Jaffa did not want Daniel touching himself. He now wanted his mate to come just by the fact that Teal'C was inside him. His own climax was imminent and he wanted Daniel to come with him. He gazed down at his beloved and each man could see in the eyes of the other love, desire, need, want and, in Teal'C's case, the trust Daniel felt for him. Teal'C froze in place as he buried himself as deep as possible in his mate's sheath then came hard, shooting his cream deep into Daniel, crying out his lover's name. The pleasure in Daniel built and grew inexorably. His shaft ached and throbbed without direct stimulation. A pool of pre-come glistened on his abdomen from the continually leaking juices. He felt Teal'C increase the pace of his thrusts and the sensation of Teal'C's flesh swelling as a prelude to orgasm was enough to trigger Daniel's release. His untouched erection shot milky juices on both of their bodies as he convulsed in the throes of his climax. As he began to ride out the waves of his own completion, Daniel could feel Teal'C filling him with his living essence. Daniel moaned his inner muscles clenching and relaxing, milking all of Teal'C's crème. It took long minutes before Daniel was cognisant enough to realise that Teal'C had slipped from his relaxed body and was bathing his sated genitals and abdomen with long, languorous licks. He gave a sound of contentment. Teal'C licked his way upwards, sucking each taut teat before melding their lips together. Daniel moaned as he tasted himself in his husband's mouth. "I love you," he murmured, running his hands desultorily over the Jaffa's naked skull. "And I love you, my precious one," Teal'C vowed. "Rest in my arms for a while, Daniel," he urged. "Jack O'Neil and Major Carter have arranged a gathering for us later. Asho has prepared the food. Although I was told these gatherings are normally larger, I did not want to share you with many, just the few we cherish here." "That's good 'cause I don't wanna share either," Daniel muttered drowsily. "Sleep, beloved," Teal'C whispered. He pillowed Daniel's head on his shoulder and settled to watch as his husband slept. His heart was full with the love they shared and his soul felt whole and content. Teal'C dropped a kiss to the top of Daniel's head. Things might not always be easy for them, but they now had a strong foundation of love and trust on which to build their lives.