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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Stargate_SG-1
  Relationship:
      Daniel_Jackson/Clone_Jack_O'Neill
  Character:
      Clone_Jack_O'Neill, Daniel_Jackson
  Additional Tags:
      Mini!Jack, PWP, Ficlet, Seduction, Community:_tamingthemuse
  Series:
      Part 7 of Clone_to_the_Second_Power
  Stats:
      Published: 2011-11-05 Words: 752
****** A Journey of a Thousand Miles Starts with a Quick Stumble ******
by dustandroses
Summary
     The first time Jon flirted with him, Daniel stumbled over the smooth
     metal floor. Blushing bright red, he toppled into a nearby chair,
     eyes wide with surprise.
Notes
     Beta by Ozsaur, my hero and shit.
     Written for
     [[info]]
tamingthemuse prompt #276: A journey of a thousand miles starts with a quick
stumble. First posted on November 5, 2011.

The first time Jon flirted with him, Daniel stumbled over the smooth metal
floor. Blushing bright red, he toppled into a nearby chair, eyes wide with
surprise. Jon smiled fondly. It reminded him of when they’d first met: Daniel’s
floppy hair falling over round, wire-rimmed glasses, words tumbling eagerly
from his mouth as he tried to force that brilliant mind to explain things in
terms even a soldier could understand.
Of course that had been the other Jack. Jon hid a snarl at that thought. Daniel
still thought of him as a child, no matter how many years of experience lurked
behind these 15 year old eyes. He’d get through to Daniel, somehow, though.
After all, he and Danny had managed quite well with Jack. No matter how hard
he’d struggled at first, they’d worn the bastard down in the end. Danny thought
Jon might do better on his own against Daniel, though, so he was keeping Jack
occupied while Jon launched the first assault.
“Not appropriate? C’mon, Daniel. I know you. I know how much you love it when I
nip that sweet spot right behind your ear. I can make you gasp and tremble just
by playing with your nipples. I know how to make you shout by running my tongue
under the foreskin of your cock. I’m the one who drives you crazy when I stick
my tongue up your ass and rim you out - then I fuck you so hard you can’t see
straight.”
Daniel’s eyes were glazing over; that was a good sign, despite the way he shook
his head. “No. That’s not you, Jon.” He didn’t give Jon a chance to interrupt.
“I know you have his memories, but they’re Jack’s memories, not yours.”
“I am Jack, Daniel. Those are my memories, just as much as they are his.
“I’m the one who talked you down when you were suffering from sarcophagus
withdrawal, and I patched you up after you were tortured in Honduras. I pulled
you back when you tried to take a dive off your own balcony. When Sha’re died,
I’m the one who held you as you wept.” Jon paused. He needed this, and he
needed Daniel to understand. “Daniel…I’m the one who will always love you.”
Daniel shook his head, eyes downcast. “It’s not that simple, Jon.”
“Yes, it is. It’s me, Daniel. Me. I’ve loved you since the very beginning, and
now that there are two of me, there’s more of me to love you, and more of me to
love.” He dropped into a chair, trying to stop his restless pacing. Leaning
forward, he rested his arms on his thighs.
“Look, Daniel. Me and Danny, we know we won’t be here forever. We have to live
our own lives, and we can’t be around you when we do it – it would be too
difficult to bear watching someone else in our place while we sit on the
sidelines. But we’ll always have our memories of the two of you – there’s
nothing we can do about that, and nothing that we want to – those memories are
precious.
“We’ve only got a short time together, and we want to spend it with you two,
creating more memories, ones that will last us the rest of our lives. Memories
that will live on, even after you’re gone. We deserve that. And this way, we
can leave you with memories as well; it’s a win/win situation, right? C’mon,
Daniel, give us a chance, here, I’m begging you. Give us this last, short time
together. Please?”
He could sense Daniel weakening, so he moved in for the next strike, crossing
the floor to kneel at Daniel’s feet. Jon’s hands squeezed Daniel’s thighs, his
thumbs tracing the inner seams of his pants. He nudged apart Daniel’s knees,
and although his legs were tense, he didn’t push Jon away. Running his hands up
and across Daniel’s shoulders, he paused on the way back to scrape his nails
across cloth-covered nipples.
Daniel shivered, and grabbed his wrists, but didn't fight Jon when he pulled
his hands forward to kiss his knuckles. Wrists still locked in Daniel's grip,
Jon leaned forward and nuzzled Daniel's hard cock through the cloth of his
BDU’s. At Daniel’s moan, Jon looked up to see his eyes close in pleasure.
Daniel let go of Jon's wrists to run his fingers through Jon's hair, then
gently guided his head back down to Daniel's cock. Hiding his grin, Jon reached
for Daniel's zipper.
Gotcha!
 
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