you take the blue paian

ETA Jan 10: The subject doesn't mean I'm trying to kill you guys. It's a riff on the phrase murder your darlings. Also, this is an outtake. It's a deleted scene. It will not appear in the final product and it will not be finished. It's offered as is.

ETA June 4, finished fic is posted: In the Plain of Dura. This bit still isn't in it.

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I'm now close enough to done with 'In the Plain of Dura' (a very long 'Shroud' post-ep fic) to be sure I won't be cannibalizing more than a couple of sentences from this bit that I cut because it was pulling the wrong way where it was, so I'm tossing it into a post here, as kind of a cruel PWP teaser and so that I can let go of it.

Not a stand-alone excerpt, just a snippet, about a thousand words.

Fly, little outtake, be freeeee.

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"Turn over," Jack said, pushing upright, cupping his own groin through his boxers because he couldn't tell how hard he was. Half, he found; about what it had felt. "Turn over but keep your ass up."

Daniel flipped around -- awkward, sloppy, dizzy, obedient. He was ridiculously beautiful, muscled back and slender hips and round ass. Jack shifted down the bed, one knee and then the other, to give him room and to get hands on him. Daniel pushed up into his appreciative squeeze, and Jack kept kneeing toward the foot until his calves were aligned with Daniel's and he could lean down and spread Daniel's cheeks with his massaging hands and lick gently, wetly up to the hole.

Daniel moaned, low and hoarse, and his anus bloomed under the touch of Jack's tongue, but this was for Jack, this slow, soft taste before he applied himself to giving Daniel what he'd asked for. He licked again, more deeply, and pulled back to admire the glistening wet of his saliva on the tender flesh and soft hairs, explore it with a light circling touch of his thumb. This would bring Daniel up again and bring him off, all by itself, if he kept doing it long enough. He wanted to. He wanted to tongue him and stroke him and suck on him there until he was drenched and relaxed and open, push his tongue deep until Daniel hardened, then lube his dick and slide it slowly in and just hold it there until Daniel could come again. Just hold there inside him, stroking his back, his sides, kissing up and down his spine for twenty minutes, half an hour, an hour, two hours, however long it took, then pull him up and back into his lap and stroke his nipples and his balls, put Daniel's hand on himself, pet him and tease him and suck on the hollow of his neck while Daniel masturbated to orgasm for him, filled with his dick, clenching on him -- leaning back into him, letting Jack's body support him. Jack gave one last, slow swirl of his tongue, eyes closed, savoring, then let the fantasy go and pushed up and off, just a kiss dropped on Daniel's shoulder blade as he went for the rubbers and lube.

"Jack," Daniel said softly, looking at him in the shifting angles of blue light.

"Mmm?" Jack said, lube in his hand, thumbing the cap up.

"You got hard, licking me."

His erection had brushed Daniel's leg as he moved to get the stuff. Sometimes he forgot that Daniel was as hyperattentive to his cues as he was to Daniel's.

"You didn't get hard doing the other thing."

"I'd be worried if I had."

"And now you're back to half mast."

"It's OK. It's good. I'll last longer this way."

"But you want to make love to me."

"I always want to make love to you. Everything I do with you in bed is making love to you."

"You know what I mean. You don't want it like this. You want to soothe and comfort and I'm -- "

"It's OK," Jack said. He tapped the back of Daniel's thigh. "Spread. Lift your ass."

"It's not OK, that's what I meant about mood -- Jack -- "

"It's OK," Jack said. "It's really OK, Daniel." He leaned down half over Daniel to touch his lips to Daniel's ear. He dropped his voice to a whisper. "It's OK, baby. I can do both."

The endearment was a tranquilizer dart to the brain -- another way that Jack handled him, another way that Daniel let himself be handled. Daniel moaned, arms and chest and shoulders relaxing into the mattress, and Jack hiked him up and got his thighs under Daniel's to hold him there. Daniel's objection wasn't token resistance raised so that he could feel Jack overmaster him -- he'd really needed to know that it was OK, and it really was OK, as OK as it could ever be when they never had more than a night, never had time -- but he'd start worrying at it again in a minute if Jack gave him room, so Jack said, "Reach back. Grab your cheeks. Open up."

Daniel groaned at the strain on his back and his arms as he obeyed, but there was heightened arousal in the sound, too -- the turn-on of exposing himself for Jack, offering his asshole, and the subconscious analogue to being cuffed. In the back and shoulders it would feel similar to having his arms bound behind him, and after a while the muscle burn would become its own kind of pleasure, and both ways it kept him from thinking too much.

Jack rubbed his thumb roughly over the hole, distributing the spit, rubbing harder into the stickiness as it dried. He pushed the tip of his thumb in, hard and without warning, as if he was going to take him dry, and Daniel let out a sharp groan, as if he wanted him to. "Wider," Jack said, and rubbed friction heat into the stretch as Daniel's fingers clawed in and pulled. Then he soothed the burn with a generous pouring of cool lube, watching it pool in the tender pinkness Daniel held open for him. Daniel tipped his ass up, begging, straining his body more, and another squeeze, right over the hole, sent a stream down the valley between his testicles. Jack let him drip for a minute, knowing that each silky droplet forming and growing and falling away under its own weight would feel like a little pull on Daniel's balls, knowing that Daniel liked to feel so drenched that he was dripping. Then he gave the hanging balls a few jiggling touches, to remind him how exposed he was, dangling there for Jack to look at, play with, squeeze and grab, do whatever he liked with, and pushed the first two fingers of the other hand into Daniel's ass.