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New Drabble Series!
Finished! Woohoo... Warning, Drabble IV is 17+ Hope you enjoy. Let me know, please!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own them. I just play with them and then put them
back. No infringement intended.
SERIES: Sam and Jack: The First Year
Number of Drabbles: 4
TITLE: Drabble I - First Date
RATING:12+ (Drabble IV is 17+)
CATEGORY: Romance
SEASON: Future, No spoilers
SUMMARY: Sam and Jack are dating...
ARCHIVE: SJFIC, SamandJack and my Live Journal
WARNINGS: None
EMAIL: bbfan_01@yahoo.com
AUTHOR'S NOTES: This... creation came about from... I have know idea,
actually. It just... appeared. This thing is a series of Drabbles,
sort of. The first one will be 100 words. The second one will be 200 words,
the third one, 300 words and the fourth one, 400 words and will be a
PWP. Thanks to Ruralstar for the beta. You did a wonderful job with these.
I appreciate it very much! Thanks to Tricia for her encouraging words. They are
very much appreciated!
Feedback very much appreciated, too.
Copyright © Lorie Wylie May/June/July 2005
Sam's breath caught as Jack stepped into her personal space and wrapped
his arms around the small of her back. Pulling her close, she was sure
he could feel her heart pounding against his chest. She looked into
his dark brown eyes as he slowly leaned closer to her face. Suddenly,
his lips covered hers. He kissed her gently, sweetly. He then traced a
path to her ear, sending shivers throughout her body.
"I hope you had a nice time, Samantha," he whispered. Then, he was
gone.
Smiling, Sam hugged herself tightly and sighed. "I had a very nice
time."
Drabble II - The Proposal
Jack drew a deep breath, inhaling the arousing scents of Sam’s shampoo and perfume. The latter a gift he had purchased just last week. She was snuggled up against him, reading her favorite science magazine. He was supposed to be reading the new book she had bought him on the Civil War but his mind was elsewhere. How could it not be? This was perfect. She was perfect.
Her left arm rested on the back of the couch, her hand fiddling with the short hair at the nape of his neck. The feeling of this simple act was threatening the mission he had planned for the day. He could not get enough of it but he had to put that aside for now. Gently and quietly, he reached into his shirt pocket and pulled out the single most important item he had ever purchased.
Leaning slightly to his left, Jack reached around and took her hand into his. Bringing it to his lips, he kissed it softly at the same time slipping the ring on her finger. He watched in amazement as her beautiful eyes grew wide with recognition of what it meant.
"Oh... God..." she whispered.
"Marry me, Sam."
Drabble III - The Wedding
Sam stood quietly but impatiently, waiting for the Chaplain to bless their wedding. The last year had been hell on them both. First, all the ‘dating’ they went through before Jack went to Washington. Then the endless separations and delays, sharing only a few stolen moments until this momentous day could finally take place. It just did not seem fair that they now had to wait on the chaplain to say those magical words that would begin their new life.
As the Chaplain prepared to end the service, she thought of her father and how much she missed him on this day. She was so grateful that General Hammond had agreed to walk her down the isle. If it were not for the support and blessings of those extraordinary men this wedding may not have ever taken place.
Sam smiled and squeezed Jack’s hand, hoping to pass on her excitement as the chaplain spoke the words they had waited so long to hear.
“General, you may now kiss your bride.”
Jack released her hand and turned towards her. His hands were shaking slightly as he lifted her veil. Sam smiled tentatively, offering reassurance for the nervousness they both felt. She heard his sudden intake of breath when he looked into her face. The tears in his eyes matched her own. He loved her unconditionally, as she did him.
Jack brought his hands up and framed her face. Looking deeply into his eyes she could see how much he loved her, desired her. It made her feel complete. He bent slowly towards her, paused a moment, then covered her mouth with his.
The kiss was magical. Long, drawn out and incredibly arousing. She loved this man with all her heart and soul and knew that this was forever and for always.
Drabble IV- The Honeymoon
RATING: 17+
“God… Jack!”
Jack smiled and stilled himself. Closing his eyes, he concentrated on Sam’s orgasm as it ripped through her and then transferred into him. The unrelenting contraction of her muscles around his engorged penis shot wave after wave of sensation throughout his body.
At that moment Jack knew he was done for. His own release smoldered low in his stomach, aching for liberation. Grinding his hips into her, pushing even deeper, he whispered hoarsely into her hair, “Feel me?”
He moved a little and she groaned deep in her throat. “Yes, Jack, please…”
How could any man ignore a pleading woman as she writhed and trembled with need beneath him, especially the one that he loved? Burying his face in the hollow of her shoulder, Jack thrust harder, the last quivers of her orgasm massaging him deliciously.
He gasped sharply. Lost in each breath and shared heartbeat. Release, hot and sudden, shuddered through him, Jack emptied himself endlessly into her welcoming depths, his hips jerking erratically as orgasm overcame the last vestiges of self-control. Sweet surrender faded slowly and he lifted his head until their eyes met.
Sam’s face was flushed and her eyes shone brightly with unshed tears. He knew they were good tears, sweet and happy. She was so emotional when they made love and he would not have it any other way.
Jack smiled and rested his forehead against hers, never breaking eye contact. “I love you,” he whispered, still a little out of breath.
“I love you too,” she answered, breathing just as heavily.
Giving her a quick kiss he started to roll off her, but her grip on him tightened, keeping him on top.
“And where do you think you’re going, mister?” she asked playfully, wiggling her hips provocatively.
He was still seated deeply within her and reacted instantly to the movement. Incredibly he felt himself thicken. She must have felt it too. Before he could say anything, she rolled so she was on top. Her actions buried him to the hilt. The feeling was exquisite.
It did not take them long, as sensitive as they were, to get off. Sam leaned forward and pulled herself off of him. Sliding down his sated body to lay her head against his heaving chest.
“You’re amazing, you know that?” he murmured, stroking her bare shoulder.
Sam stilled his hand with hers. “We Jack, *we* are amazing.”
The End.
Finished! Woohoo... Warning, Drabble IV is 17+ Hope you enjoy. Let me know, please!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own them. I just play with them and then put them
back. No infringement intended.
SERIES: Sam and Jack: The First Year
Number of Drabbles: 4
TITLE: Drabble I - First Date
RATING:12+ (Drabble IV is 17+)
CATEGORY: Romance
SEASON: Future, No spoilers
SUMMARY: Sam and Jack are dating...
ARCHIVE: SJFIC, SamandJack and my Live Journal
WARNINGS: None
EMAIL: bbfan_01@yahoo.com
AUTHOR'S NOTES: This... creation came about from... I have know idea,
actually. It just... appeared. This thing is a series of Drabbles,
sort of. The first one will be 100 words. The second one will be 200 words,
the third one, 300 words and the fourth one, 400 words and will be a
PWP. Thanks to Ruralstar for the beta. You did a wonderful job with these.
I appreciate it very much! Thanks to Tricia for her encouraging words. They are
very much appreciated!
Feedback very much appreciated, too.
Copyright © Lorie Wylie May/June/July 2005
Sam's breath caught as Jack stepped into her personal space and wrapped
his arms around the small of her back. Pulling her close, she was sure
he could feel her heart pounding against his chest. She looked into
his dark brown eyes as he slowly leaned closer to her face. Suddenly,
his lips covered hers. He kissed her gently, sweetly. He then traced a
path to her ear, sending shivers throughout her body.
"I hope you had a nice time, Samantha," he whispered. Then, he was
gone.
Smiling, Sam hugged herself tightly and sighed. "I had a very nice
time."
Drabble II - The Proposal
Jack drew a deep breath, inhaling the arousing scents of Sam’s shampoo and perfume. The latter a gift he had purchased just last week. She was snuggled up against him, reading her favorite science magazine. He was supposed to be reading the new book she had bought him on the Civil War but his mind was elsewhere. How could it not be? This was perfect. She was perfect.
Her left arm rested on the back of the couch, her hand fiddling with the short hair at the nape of his neck. The feeling of this simple act was threatening the mission he had planned for the day. He could not get enough of it but he had to put that aside for now. Gently and quietly, he reached into his shirt pocket and pulled out the single most important item he had ever purchased.
Leaning slightly to his left, Jack reached around and took her hand into his. Bringing it to his lips, he kissed it softly at the same time slipping the ring on her finger. He watched in amazement as her beautiful eyes grew wide with recognition of what it meant.
"Oh... God..." she whispered.
"Marry me, Sam."
Drabble III - The Wedding
Sam stood quietly but impatiently, waiting for the Chaplain to bless their wedding. The last year had been hell on them both. First, all the ‘dating’ they went through before Jack went to Washington. Then the endless separations and delays, sharing only a few stolen moments until this momentous day could finally take place. It just did not seem fair that they now had to wait on the chaplain to say those magical words that would begin their new life.
As the Chaplain prepared to end the service, she thought of her father and how much she missed him on this day. She was so grateful that General Hammond had agreed to walk her down the isle. If it were not for the support and blessings of those extraordinary men this wedding may not have ever taken place.
Sam smiled and squeezed Jack’s hand, hoping to pass on her excitement as the chaplain spoke the words they had waited so long to hear.
“General, you may now kiss your bride.”
Jack released her hand and turned towards her. His hands were shaking slightly as he lifted her veil. Sam smiled tentatively, offering reassurance for the nervousness they both felt. She heard his sudden intake of breath when he looked into her face. The tears in his eyes matched her own. He loved her unconditionally, as she did him.
Jack brought his hands up and framed her face. Looking deeply into his eyes she could see how much he loved her, desired her. It made her feel complete. He bent slowly towards her, paused a moment, then covered her mouth with his.
The kiss was magical. Long, drawn out and incredibly arousing. She loved this man with all her heart and soul and knew that this was forever and for always.
Drabble IV- The Honeymoon
RATING: 17+
“God… Jack!”
Jack smiled and stilled himself. Closing his eyes, he concentrated on Sam’s orgasm as it ripped through her and then transferred into him. The unrelenting contraction of her muscles around his engorged penis shot wave after wave of sensation throughout his body.
At that moment Jack knew he was done for. His own release smoldered low in his stomach, aching for liberation. Grinding his hips into her, pushing even deeper, he whispered hoarsely into her hair, “Feel me?”
He moved a little and she groaned deep in her throat. “Yes, Jack, please…”
How could any man ignore a pleading woman as she writhed and trembled with need beneath him, especially the one that he loved? Burying his face in the hollow of her shoulder, Jack thrust harder, the last quivers of her orgasm massaging him deliciously.
He gasped sharply. Lost in each breath and shared heartbeat. Release, hot and sudden, shuddered through him, Jack emptied himself endlessly into her welcoming depths, his hips jerking erratically as orgasm overcame the last vestiges of self-control. Sweet surrender faded slowly and he lifted his head until their eyes met.
Sam’s face was flushed and her eyes shone brightly with unshed tears. He knew they were good tears, sweet and happy. She was so emotional when they made love and he would not have it any other way.
Jack smiled and rested his forehead against hers, never breaking eye contact. “I love you,” he whispered, still a little out of breath.
“I love you too,” she answered, breathing just as heavily.
Giving her a quick kiss he started to roll off her, but her grip on him tightened, keeping him on top.
“And where do you think you’re going, mister?” she asked playfully, wiggling her hips provocatively.
He was still seated deeply within her and reacted instantly to the movement. Incredibly he felt himself thicken. She must have felt it too. Before he could say anything, she rolled so she was on top. Her actions buried him to the hilt. The feeling was exquisite.
It did not take them long, as sensitive as they were, to get off. Sam leaned forward and pulled herself off of him. Sliding down his sated body to lay her head against his heaving chest.
“You’re amazing, you know that?” he murmured, stroking her bare shoulder.
Sam stilled his hand with hers. “We Jack, *we* are amazing.”
The End.
