Rubber Ducky 2 - The Bathby Shaure
E-MAIL: Shau_re@hotmail.com
RATING: NC-17
PAIRING: S/J
SEQUEL: Second in the Rubber Ducky Series.
SUMMARY: Alcohol, Twister, Chocolate, Sesame Street and a bath!
CONTENT WARNINGS: Graphic Sex Scenes.
DISCLAIMER: All publicly recognisable characters and places are the
property of MGM, World Gekko Corp and Double Secret productions. This
piece of fan fiction was created for entertainment not monetary
purposes and no infringement on copyrights or trademarks was
intended. Previously unrecognised characters and places, and this
story, are copyrighted to the author. Any similarity to real persons,
living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author.
SPOILERS: Set after WoO
STATUS: Complete.
AUTHORS NOTES: This is a sequel to "Rubber Ducky," from which I was
begged, pleaded and threatened with bodily harm if I didn't write a
sequel; this is the result. :)
My first ever sex scene so please excuse any awkward moments.
This part is not D/J, however, to understand the third story, you
really need to know whats in this one. The next one is D/J I
promise!
*.* indicates emphasis.
Copyright (c) Shaure 2001
FEEDBACK: Definitely.
"Race ya to the bath" came the taunting voice of one chocolate
smeared colonel. The gauntlet had been laid; the race was on.
The four friends raced to Janet's sole bathroom. Rugs flew,
furniture was unceremoniously pushed away. No one was allowing such
trifling objects to slow them down. They raced down the hall, Jack
in the lead closely followed by Sam who was quickly gaining ground.
They reached the door at the same instant. The tall blonde and the
slightly puffing colonel smiled triumphantly at each other and in
almost one voice that stated together:
"I won"
"*I* won" came the voice a gloating colonel.
"No, *I* won" came the adamant reply.
"Didn't"
"Did"
"Didn't"
"Did"
"Didn't"
"Did"
"Didn't"
"Did"
"Didn't"
"Did"
"Ok, *Colonel*, lets be adult about this. We tied, so how about
ladies first?"
"Ok, *Major*, we'll be adult. How about age before beauty"
Jack was faced with a pair of scowling sapphire blue eyes that would
destroy a lesser man.
"Janet!"
"Daniel!"
Both Sam and Jack turned to their friends for support but found that
they were alone, their *friends* had left them to it.
"Well I guess that leaves us with only one solution, Major...... Sam...... We
share." Jack's voice had steadily gotten softer to the point were he
almost whispered. Holding his breath, his eyes searched Sam's face
for a response. He wasn't disappointed. Emotions flitted across her
face. Shock, happiness, doubt, happiness, wariness, happiness. In the
end her eyes were unreadable. Turning to face Jack she lifted her
hand. Jack involuntarily flinched, expecting to be slapped instead
Sam rested her hand on his cheek as if reassuring herself that this
was really happening. For a second their eyes locked the contact
unbroken as Jack lowered his head to capture Sam's lips with his own.
"Sam" He hissed her name between clenched teeth.
"No more...."
She ignored him, sighing he lifted his head in a silent plea that
they should stop. Sam gazed into his tortured face and softly
smiled. "Yes, Jack. Now. Screw the regs!" Voicing a savage groan
he captured her lips once more, his hand grasping behind her back
trying to open the bathroom door. They stumbled in, both lost in
their passion. Sam reached for the buttons on Jack's shirt whilst he
unzipped and removed her chocolate covered jeans. Sam arched her
back to him, thrusting forth her breasts in a silent invitation.
Jack growled low in this throat, a primal animal sound that was so
earthy, so pagan, so undeniably male and sensual that Sam all but
swayed into his arms.
Taking her by her shoulders Jack pressed her against the wall of the
bathroom and kissed her hungrily several times before lowering his
head to her breasts which were by now pulsating with need, craving
for his mouth. His tongue flicked over the pearled tip of one
breast, and Sam felt a shimmering need. Jack continued to work his
magic until Sam became a whimpering mass of need. Their mouths met
once more in another kiss so hot, it threatened to consume them both.
"Please Jack, don't make me wait any longer, she pleaded.
Jack placed his hand on her upper thigh and eased her legs apart with
his fingers. He separated her and probed lightly between the moist
folds of her womanhood until she thought she would die if he didn't
make love to her soon. His eyes holding hers, the tip of his manhood
penetrated her. Slowly, so very slowly, Jack closed his eyes, his
pleasure as keen as her own. He slowly moved his body until he
filled her. Thoroughly. Completely. With the greatest of care, he
started to move.
Jack's release came seconds after her own.
"I love you" he whispered after a breathless moment and captured her
lips once more. They stood there, clinging to each other, their
passions sated for the moment.
Once they had caught their breath they realised the literally sticky
situation they found themselves in. Their chocolate coverings had
melted and reformed during the heat of their passion. As one, they
glanced at the bath, a smile their only communication of assent.
Minutes later there was a steaming tub full of water where two very sticky Air Force officers were delighting in removing the chocolaty
mess of each others bodies. Turning to face one another they once
more kissed. Jack moved to the edge of the bath and motioned for Sam
to lean back against him. Together they lay lost in their individual
thoughts, Jack's fingers spiralling on Sam's bare skin. Sam turned
to look into Jack's eyes and it was then that her eyes were caught on
something sitting on a shelf above.
"Jack, look" Sam huskily beckoned.
"Well, whadda ya know. A rubber ducky."
The End
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