WIP/Songfic/PWP/Drabble...All for the price of one.

[webbgirl]

I resisted calling this a Songfic.  Mostly because I picture songfics as being on the schmaltzy side.  This one definitely is not.  I was also playing with the idea of either expanding it or adding it into a story with an actual plot.  Just can't seem to clear out the other bunnies hopping around.

So, blame frahulettaes for this one getting posted here.

Title: Favorite Damned Disease.

Pairing: J/D

Rating: NC-17

Warnings:  Soooo incredibly not beta'd.  Even by me really.  Grammar issues ahead!You've been warned.

I like your pants around your feet
And I like the dirt that’s on your knees
And I like the way you still say ‘please’
While you’re looking up at me
You’re like my favorite damned disease

Jack held Daniel’s head tight as he arched forward into his mouth one last time.
He had lost all hope of staving off the impending orgasm as soon as Daniel had hit his knees. He had made a vain attempt at professionalism when they entered the storeroom. Telling Daniel all the reasons why the SGC wasn’t an appropriate location for this particular activity.
Daniel didn’t say a word as Jack listed out all the reasons why they shouldn’t. He merely smiled at Jack. Similar to the way a parent smiles when indulging their child.
Jack made the mistake of believing he had gotten through to Daniel. As he turned to open the door to leave, Daniel pinned him against the wall and held him there with one hand. Jack wondered when Daniel had become that strong.
"Daniel…we can’t…not here."
Daniel released Jack and finally spoke. "You sure about that Jack?"
"Ye…" Jack’s response was cut off when he saw that Daniel had not only unzipped his pants, but had dropped them to the floor. "Shit." Jack also saw that Daniel hadn’t bothered with underwear that morning.
"So Jack," Daniel continued to undress as he spoke, removing his black t-shirt, "would you like me to stop?"
Jack swallowed hard. He realized that he had started squeezing his own cock without realizing it. "I…god you’re beautiful."
Even in the poorly lit storeroom Jack could see the smug look on Daniel’s face. Jack’s attention didn’t stay on Daniel’s face for long though. His eyes traveled down the man’s body. Taking in his beautiful skin that was now glistening somewhat due to the warmth of the storeroom. Then he stared unabashedly at Daniel’s hard cock. Maybe it wasn’t just the temperature in the storeroom that was making Daniel sweat.
Jack began feeling completely overdressed. However, he couldn’t bring himself to move a muscle. He was afraid that he would disturb the mirage in front of him.
That’s when Daniel did it. In one swift motion the younger man went down onto his knees. It was a feat that Jack had only a vague recollection of once having the ability to do. He wasn’t sure what it was about the action that made his cock go from ‘painfully hard’ to ‘California Redwood’ in fractions of a second. Maybe it was the sight of Daniel down on his knees, naked, just for Jack.
Jack thought he couldn’t have been anymore under Daniel’s control at that point. He was wrong. Daniel inched closer to Jack and then looked up at him with those gorgeous blue eyes. He said a single word. "Please."
Jack defied a man or woman alive to be able to resist that plea. "Yes, Daniel. Anything you want."

BTW the lyrics come from Nickelback's 'Figured You Out'.