FIC: SG-1 Goddess, My Goddess S/J
I remember her coming come with me that first night we made love; we made out like teenagers on my couch. She had kept me warmer than I had ever been; pressed against me, pinning me to my car. The world did not exist around us. The replicaters, the Goa’uld, the Jaffa, the fucking SGC, none of it existed that night.
We wanted our first time to be special. God, the fantasies I had about her. The things I wanted to do to her…I had never been so head over heals for a woman in my entire life. It was special alright, it could have been in the closet at the SGC and it would have been special. I couldn’t wait, not after so long.
But I digress.
Should I let you in on how our first kiss came to be? Should I let you in on the most intimate moments of my life?
I suppose.
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“How’s Cassie?” Sam asked, entering the infirmary after a mission. She had already taken her guns to the armory, but she was still fully decked out in all her gear. She set her vest on a chair and dropped her belt on top of the article of clothing. There was nothing hotter than Sam stripping in front of me. I’d always remember the first time; Neanderthal or not her body was amazing. On this day as my eyes ran up her body I noticed a bloody stain on her green standard issue jacket.
“Sam, are you ok?” I asked, worried for my best friend. She took her jacket off and I saw a hole in her black undershirt. The wound under it had been bandaged, but she had already bled through the dressing; hence the blood stained jacket.
“It’s just a scratch, Janet. Stitch me up and I’ll be on my way.” I gave her the “doctor” eye, showing her my disappointment in her nonchalance.
“Take off your shirt.” I grabbed a stitching kit from a cabinet and walked over to her. I set it on a tray and snapped on my gloves. I saw Sam throw her top on the rest of her clothing as I rolled the nearest stool next to her. Sam sat on the gurney, and I couldn’t help admire her body, even injured she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen.
Her abs were tight but soft. Her breasts, clad in a supportive sports bra, stood pert and supple. Her strong arms were softly defined. Sexy and smooth; that was my sam.
“You know if you would buy me a drink I wouldn’t have to go and get stabbed for you to see me topless.” Sam said as I was taking off her soiled dressing. I stopped midway through the task and looked up at her.
“I…uh…what?” I stuttered helplessly and I could feel a massive blush rising to my cheeks. Her words instantly made me hot, but I *had* to have misheard.
“I was kidding, Janet.” She gave me one of her gorgeous smiles and I closed my eyes against the agonizingly, torturous image.
I don’t know if I truly didn’t believe she was kidding or if it was just my wish.
I went back to taking off the bandage and gasped at how bad the wound really was. Stabbed wasn’t the right word. She had a 3 inch gash, like she had been slashed with a knife or dagger, but the wound was deep-very deep.
“Sam, how is it that you are upright and talking like nothing happened. Lay back.” I ordered her. I placed a towel against her side and took a syringe from the tray. I mixed a solution of soap and water, with just a dab of peroxide, and filled the syringe. Turning back to her I slowly emptied the solution onto her wound, watching as the dirt, blood and other bodily fluids run down her side. “What the hell happened?”
“Well, we entered the village. It was supposed to be a meet and greet; simple. Primitive technology ala 1930’s but the farmer we met told us of these amazing medicines held within a temple. We went, trying to figure out where this ‘amazing’ drug came from and what it did. Turns out it’s like a walking anesthetic. A person can be badly injured and still work like the injury never happened. It was used for the miners that lived outside the village.” She winced as I gave her a shot to numb the area. “My dose seems to be wearing off.”
“Naquida mining?” I asked, starting to suture.
“No, iron and other such ore. There was nothing on the planet the Goa’uld would have wanted as far as we could tell. Anyway, we went to the temple and met with the priestess. She told up that the medicine was a gift from the gods, which had us worried. However, the substance came from a plant that grew naturally. They had stumbled upon it a few centuries before. After they had realized its potential they employed it in their minors with no side effects so far. The wounds heal as they work with no pain and no bed rest.” Sam glanced down at the work I was doing and winced again.
“Are you in pain?” I asked, worried.
“No, I just realized the horrible scar I’m going to have.” She grumbled and I laughed much to her dismay.
“Just add it to the list of many, Sam.” I smiled, finishing the last stitch around a plastic tube drain I had inserted into the wound. I grabbed a fresh bandage from the tray and quickly tapped it onto her skin. I allowed my hands to brush her belly, shrugging it off as an accident. Truth was I just wanted the extra opportunity to touch her and to watch as her skin jumped against my fingers. I turned and tossed my gloves like nothing had happened. “So, you found magic medicine. That does not explain how you got stabbed.”
“After visiting the temple and learning all we could about the drug, they called it Kafril, the farmer offered to buy us a drink at the local tavern. The men, of course, were much obliged. I joined them, to make sure nothing got out of hand. Five minutes into their drink a fight broke out between two of the locals. Someone pulled a knife and before anyone could stop them, one tackled the other into me and the knife made the pretty addition to my stomach. We went back to the temple, they gave me a small dose of Kafril, and here I am.” She sat up and stretched her neck and back.
“You know what I’m about to tell you, right?” I asked, smiling suspiciously. I handed her the vest, the only thing not stained by her blood and she gently put it on.
“I can return to active duty immediately?” She asked hopefully.
“Ha, ha. Nope, two weeks minimum light duty.” I laughed at her disappointed look. She looked like she was about to argue but thought better of it. Her kicked puppy look was adorable. It made me want to nibble on her lower lip as she pouted just a bit.
“I…Crap.” She hung her head as she got up.
“Would it kill you to get some actual sleep?” I asked, smirking. “Watch a movie, read a book. Hell, write a book.”
“Na-uh. You said light duty. That means I can still work in the lab.” She smirked herself.
“Have at it, Major. If you take enough painkillers to not feel pain you won’t be in the right mind. If you don’t take enough, the first time you lean over will feel like you’re getting stabbed all over again. Be my guest.” I winked at her, knowing I had proven my point by the lost look in her face.
“I hate it when your right, Janet.” She mumbled.
“Now am I going to have to send a memo to the General, or are you going to fess up to your current condition?” I gave her the “doctor” look again.
“Well on the upside, if I stay at home I’ll be able to skip the documentary team coming in tomorrow. That way they won’t have to waist any time on me and can spend extra time with you.”
“That’s right,” I realized. “I was actually planning a sick day so I wouldn’t have to deal with them.”
“Cheater,” Sam accused.
“I’m sorry, General. Cassie seems to have caught a stomach bug and I want to stay home and take care of her.” I mocked.
“You would use Cassie like that?” She cocked her head to the side, questioningly. “Dr. Frasier would actually play hooky?”
“I hate having my picture taken, let alone be on video.” I shrugged, walking her out of the infirmary, making sure she was going to be ok. We walked to the locker room and I followed her inside.
“Yes, but the world won’t know what they are missing if you’re not there. The face that brightens the SGC just that much more; shame.” She said and shrugged.
There it was again. The flirting compliments that I just didn’t know how to take. She always brushed it off with a laugh or a ‘just kidding.’ But it was so weird. Sam was not the type to take huge risks with her career. Her life maybe; but not her career. Not only was she risking sexual harassment charges, but she was also risking being discharged due to homosexual conduct. I looked at her, so beautiful and…sexy in just her vest. Strike that, she had just painfully shrugged out of it.
She now stood in front of me wearing her green cargo pants and black standard issue bra, holding her belt. She looked amazing, in all her scared, beat up, bruised beauty. She ran a hand through her hair, causing it to become messier than it already was. She was oblivious to my staring at her as she opened her locker. She hung up her belt and vest and sat on the bench. She sat there and just breathed.
For six years she had been my best friend. The person I went to when I needed to cry, to get advice, and to vent. I never thought I would fall in love with her. I had thought she was gorgeous from the first moment I saw her, sure. Well…as soon as she had come out of her Neanderthal like state.
I had been able to keep my attraction to women in check during my entire career in the military. A few flings here and there kept me satisfied enough to not care. After Cassie came into my life, a relationship didn’t seem all that important. I figured I could deal with it. I figured things would be the same with Sam.
But with Cassie came a new degree in my relationship with Sam. We got along well at the base, but when Cassie came, Sam started coming around. I loved that my daughter had someone she could talk to; she didn’t have to lie about her past to Sam. Cassie needed that. But after Cassie went to bed, Sam would stay. And we would talk and we got to know each other outside of work.
And then the fact that I had been married came up. There was a brief moment of disappointment that crossed her face, but it passed quickly. I wrote it off as just being in my head, that it was just the pressure of the Hathor situation.
And so it went. She would come home from off world, come to the infirmary for a post-mission visit, she would ask how Cassie was, and I would invite her over for dinner so she could spend time with Cassie. And after Cassie went to bed, Sam would stay.
Six years of growing closer. Six years of falling in love with her. Six years of longing to kiss her, longing to touch her.
Fucking military protocol. You know what, not fucking military protocol. Just fuck it.
So there I was; standing in an empty locker room with a semi-topless Sam Carter.
“Sam?” I asked quietly. Was I really getting ready to ask her…
She looked up, her blue eyes giving off a quick flash of desire before returning to normal. At least, I thought it might be desire. I hoped.
“Yeah?” She raised one very sexy eyebrow.
“So about this drink…” I said quietly, sitting next to her on the bench.
“I…Are…” She took a deep breath. “Cassie?”
“At a friends,” it was my turn to take a deep breath. “Were you really kidding about the drink?”
“Janet, I don’t want to sleep with you.”
I don’t think my face could have fallen any faster.
I quickly got up and headed towards the door.
“Janet…” She called after me and I stopped. I didn’t turn around, afraid of what she was about to say. Why, dear God, did I just risk everything?
“I’m sorry, Sam. I shouldn’t have asked that.” I didn’t know what else to say, what to do.
“Janet, I would love to have a drink with you, but I’m not going to sleep with you tonight.” She got up and walked towards me, and I turned around at the sound of her footsteps. I averted my eyes, not wanting to look at her perfect form.
“Sam, I don’t want to make you uncomfortable…” She cut me off by grabbing me by my waist and pinning me against the door. She reached beside me and locked the door.
“Janet, I would love to have a drink with you, or dinner, or a movie, or whatever…But I’m not going to sleep with you on the first date.” She smiled.
I don’t think I had ever smiled so hard.
“I honestly wasn’t trying to imply that you would sleep with me on the first date. I was just trying to see if, you know, the flirty comment had any truth to it.” I blushed.
“Janet, I’m going to kiss you now.” She smiled the warning.
“God, please.” I begged.
I could have cried at the first touch of her lips on mine. I moaned loudly and grabbed the back of her head, pulling her closer. Running my hands through her impossibly soft, short hair, she opened her mouth to my insistent tongue. She pressed her body against mine, every inch of my body was touching her. I ran a hand down her side, not thinking, and she groaned when I touched her wound.
“God, Sam, I am so sorry!” I whispered, pulling back.
“Its ok, I’ll take it as a compliment.” She combed a hand through my hair and I gave her a questioning look. “If the amazing Dr. Frasier just spaced on a wound on her favorite patient, I must be a pretty damn good kisser.”
“Understatement, Sam. Major understatement.” I said, pulling her down for another kiss. I nibbled her bottom lip, drawing my tongue along it. She sighed at my touch but pulled away.
“Janet, I have to get dressed, as much as I don’t currently want to. I have a debriefing in five minutes. How about I come find you when it’s over. You see my doctor needs to get me some painkillers and then I’m going to take her out to dinner.” She smiled and for the first time in six years I gazed at it with open desire, letting her know just how much I loved the sound of her plans.
“It’s a date.” I kissed her one last time, needing another taste of her.
She stepped back, and I quickly left the room. If I hadn’t we wouldn’t have even made it to the first date.
I left the locker room and made my way to my office, with what I was sure was a shit eating grin on my face. I sat behind my desk, leaving the door open so Sam would easily spot me when she came to find me. I turned on my computer and simply stared at my screen, unable to process any of the words. I knew I wasn’t going to get any work done, but I knew I had to keep myself busy if I was going to be able to pass the time.
“Janet.” Sam called from the door. I looked up, surprised to see her after what seemed like such a short time. I looked at my watch; it had only been ten minutes since last I saw her. I looked at her quizzically.
“Hammond said that I had to go home. Told him the doctors orders, the guys will do the debriefing, Teal’c can handle it. I am now free for the next two weeks.” She almost looked disappointed.
“Its for your own good.” I told her.
“And I’m sure you’ll make it up to me.” She winked. “So if you are about finished, we can leave.”
I quickly turned off my computer.
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I hadn’t had time to change, neither had Sam. It didn’t matter anyway.
We arrived at a casual diner not far from her house. Driving separately gave me time to completely over analyze the situation, not knowing what the outcome of our little “date” would be. The only certainty was that there would be no sex, and that was fine with me. There was talking that needed to happen before we jumped into bed with each other. Despite being friends with her for six years, there were obviously things I didn’t realize about her, things I didn’t know.
After ordering we stared at each other and there was a look of wonder in her eyes.
“Why is it that we never told each other how we felt?” Sam asked, reaching across the booth to hold my hand. Our fingers linked, and she used her other hand to caress my forearm and wrist.
“We still haven’t” I said honestly, watching her hands intently. She had such beautiful, sensual hands. Oh, the things I wanted those hands to do…
She blushed at my statement, I realized once I looked up. I had never really seen her blush before and I loved the sight.
“Janet…we’ve known each other for six years. We know almost everything about each other, we know each others entire life story. How is it that our attraction never came up?” She smiled shyly and she looked away. I reached across the table and turned her face towards me.
“Because we’re in the military and that would be a bad thing to come out if the other didn’t happen to reciprocate. And, at least for me, the most important reason it never came up was that I was afraid you didn’t feel the same way and that I might loose the best friend I ever had.” I had never been more honest in my life.
“You could never lose me, ever.” She said seriously, her eyes flashing her sincerity.
“And I don’t ever want to, I don’t know what I would do if I didn’t have you in my life in some way.” Our intimate moment was interrupted when the waitress brought our food forcing our hands to separate. I missed the contact immediately.
I watched as she took a bite of her salad, my eyes locked on her lips. I now knew what those beautiful lips tasted like. They tasted like heaven, with just a dab of French vanilla.
She set her fork down and gazed at me.
“I love you, Janet.” She admitted, much to my surprise.
I stared at her blankly, knowing I had heard wrong.
“Wha…” I started but she interrupted.
“Look Janet, I’m all for taking things slow, I want to, but I want you to know, after six years, how I feel. Cause I’m an idiot for letting it take this long. I have loed you for years, been *in* love with you for years…wanted you for years.” She said, playing with her salad.
Again I was speechless, her words took me by such surprise I couldn’t respond. She almost looked hurt but she nodded her head in understanding.
“You don’t have to say anything, I just wanted you to know I love you. When you go to sleep to know, sleep knowing you are loved. Very much.” Who knew Sam was such a romantic? Her words brought tears to my eyes and I signaled to waitress to pack our things to go.
Sam looked at me confused. “It’s not that I don’t want to say it, Hun. I swear. I just…can we get out of here. Cassie is gone and my place is closer”
Sam raised an eyebrow.
“Just to talk, I swear. We’ve waited six years,” I gave her the sexiest glance I could muster, “I want the first time I take you, make love to you, to be special. I can wait a bit longer to make a move.”
She visibly gulped. “How do you figure it will be you making the first move?” She smirked, blushing hard.
“I may be small, but when it comes to what I want….well I am still a soldier.
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We took separate cars, there was no point in sharing, which gave me more time to over analyze. I took long, deep breaths, trying not to wreck.
This morning I could only fantasize about kissing here. But then it happened…She kissed me and she took my world out from under me. I loved her so much. With the exception of Cassie, she was my world. I wouldn’t know what to do without her in my life.
I arrived with her right behind. I got out of the car and struggled with finding my keys from my wretched purse. Sam stood close with her hands in her pockets, swaying back and forth with a nervous smile on her beautiful face.
“Sorry.” I said, embarrassed as we made it to the door.
“Take your time,” She chuckled.
I opened the door to the house to find myself grabbed and pulled into my own house roughly.
She closed and locked the door before turning around with a fire in her eyes I had never seen before but would give anything to see over and over.
She laced one hand in my hair and pulled me to her, her other wrapping around my body automatically. We fit so well; perfectly. She held me, leaving no space between us. I could feel her breath on my face but she didn’t kiss me, much to my disappointment.
“If I kiss you,” she started as if reading my mind. “I will not stop. But I needed to hold you for a second.” She let me go and I found I had to catch my breath. “I needed to know this was real.”
I brushed her jaw with my thumb. “It’s finally real,” I assured my beautiful blonde.
I took her hand and pulled her to the couch. She sat sideways and I took a seat facing her.
“Talking is good. “ Sam said smiling, putting her elbow on the back of the couch and rested her cheek to her palm.
It was fucking adorable.
“I…I don’t want you to feel obligated to say it because I did. I…I know you love me. I feel it. But let it come naturally, in your own moment,” She said quietly and I found that I had never been more in love with her than at those words.
“Ok, it’ll be like a surprise” I agreed.
“A very pleasant one,” She smiled brightly.
“When did….when did you know?” I asked shyly.
“When I started coming over to see Cassie… I was a little jealous at first; that I couldn’t keep her. But seeing you with her, you’re a much better mother than I would have been to her. You give her the love and stability she needs, and I fell for you seeing that.”
“I’m not sure about me being a better mother at all. I’m pretty sure she thinks of you as her second mother anyhow. And who knows- that could one day be true.” I said honestly.
“I would love that, “ She said blushing. “I want this to be long term, I’m sure you guessed.” She laughed a bit.
“I’m done with flings, Sam. I’m too old. I want to settle down eventually. And hopefully that’s sooner rather than later. But as you said, I want to take this a bit slow. Just not at a glacial pace. We have the getting to know you part out of the way, mostly. But I don’t want to jump into anything until we decided we are compatible as partners.”
“I agree.” She was quiet for a second, seeming to contemplate her next words. Have you had, um…many ‘flings?’” I had never seen Sam so shy. It was endearing, as much as the question was a shock. But I was going to be honest with her.
“In the last six years, I’ve had a few.” I answered and she winced quickly, trying not to let me see.
“I’m sorry; I have no right to be jealous. But I also know it would have been me if I had even a hint you were into women, let alone me.” She said, aggravated with herself.
“Well, to answer that, flings are not relationships. Also, after my husband I’ve dated women exclusively. Since I’ve met you I’ve had no relationships. Just something to take the edge of now and again. I now have you for that, Sam.”
“Anytime,” she said shyly, dipping her head a bit.
I brushed my fingers through her soft hair. “You know how you said you wouldn’t sleep with me tonight? Any chance I can change your mind?” I said, smoke and fire in her eyes. “I hate that we have to...wait.” I said, my nails digging into her thighs. She purred.
She laughed. “Well, it’s really up to you. I would love to give my Goddess anything she desires.” She said the last part with her head down, a bit shyly.
*That*....that was something new. She seemed, shy. Sam? Really?
“Sam, it’s not just up to me.” I whispered, breathlessly against her lips. “What do you want? I don’t want to hurt your wound or tear your stitches.” The doctor came back, and my hand gently rest on stomach.
“You; All I’m waiting for is your permission.” she whispered back, licking her lips.
Sam looked down, her face turned bright red as she blushed. I ran my hands through her hair, scratching the back of her neck.
“Are you sure about this,” giving her the last chance to back out because all of med school had left my brain with that answer.
She nodded with a fire in her eyes.
I moved so I was straddling her lap, on top of her. I couldn’t wait anymore. It’s been six years. I wanted her. *Now.*
I put my hand between us and rubbed the crotch of her BDU’s.
She moaned and her head hit the back of the couch. She had her eyes closed tight, her neck strained.
“Yes…” she whispered.
“Yes, more?” I whispered back, licking her neck with my tongue on my way to her mouth.
“Janet, please…” she gasped as I sucked an earlobe into my mouth. Her skin tasted of heaven.
“Please what, Sam? I *love* being told what to do. I’m going to make love *with* you and *to* you. What do you need baby.” I looked into her eyes, turned dark with desire.
“Bed.” She said, standing up and carrying me with her. I kissed her neck while she took us to our destination. She groaned in frustration as she tried not to bump into things.
Finally, after reaching my room, she slammed the door behind us and threw me on the bed. The look in her eyes told me she was going to take me. The look told me she had been thinking about it as long as I had. She knew exactly what she was going to do to me and I shivered hard at that look.
I stripped off my top and bra as she turned on the night stand lamp. “I want to see you, Janet.” She said at my questioning eyebrow.
I gulped, self-consciousness creating massive nerves in me. I had never been ashamed of my body, but this…this was Sam. What if I wasn’t good enough for her?
She stood there for a long moment as I lay on the bed topless. She licked her lips and I again shivered. She took off her jacket followed quickly by her black undershirt. I looked at the bandage quickly, praying to the gods it would be ok but trusting her to tell me to stop if something hurt her.
As she took off her bra I gasped. I had seen her in this conditions not hours before but this time…this time I knew I would be able to touch, and taste, and bite, and lick those beautiful pink nipples. This time they were mine to look at.
She took off her BDU pants quickly, boots and socks coming off with them. Left in only a pair of boy shorts stood before me the sexiest woman I had ever seen. I could see no nervousness in her eyes, only fire. She wanted me. Maybe, just maybe, I was good enough for her.
She slowly lay on top of me, and the first sensation of skin on skin was almost too much. My nails clawed her back as I pressed her closer to me. She ran a hand up my side before reaching for both of my hands and holding them above my head. The control she had over me only standing to make me wetter. I was already a soaked mess and from the feel of things so was she. But I knew in my heart this was going to be a slow torture. She was going to take her time making love to me.
“Baby,” She said. “I want you to know how much I love you. I want you to feel every emotion you make me feel.” It was her turn to lick and suck on my neck and I bucked my hips into her.
She moved down to my collar bone and all of a sudden I felt her teeth on my skin as she sucked there. I gasped and shook knowing what she was doing.
She was marking me as hers. I had never liked the idea but coming from her…I wanted it. I wanted more. I wanted her to take everything.
She licked away the dull pain she had caused and smiled down at her handy work. “You are to never again have a ‘fling,’ am I understood?”
Her control over me was only going deeper and I nodded my head in understanding.
“I am yours, Sam. Please…Please make me yours.” I cried, one lone tear falling down my face. “I need you. I’ve always needed you. Make me yours baby.”
The look in her eyes was fierce and wild. “My Goddess, it is I that belongs to you.” And with that she kissed me, hard.
The feel of her tongue against mine, her soft lips sucking on my bottom lip. She was taking my breath away with such a simple act. I bucked against her again, this time gaining purchase against her thigh and I groaned loud. I was close. Just a few more strokes and I could...
“You are not coming that way, baby. Not this time.” She shifted so she was completely between my legs, taking away my opportunity.
“Goddess, you are perfect.” She whispered, using her tongue to circle my nipple, never allowing it to touch. I grunted my frustration but she only repeated the act on my other breast.
She did this several times, going back and forth, kissing and licking my areola’s without even breathing on my nipples.
“Baby, please…” I moaned, moving my hands to her hair. I tangled my fingers through her soft short tresses and moved her mouth over my left nipple letting her know exactly what she needed to do.
She didn’t take it into her mouth, not at first. She slipped out her tongue and flicked it. Just that small action had me throw my head back and tangle my fingers harder. When she finally pulled my nipple into her mouth and started nipping and sucking, her name was a constant mantra from my lips.
Not forgetting my other nipple, she nipped at the tip and worshiped it in the same fashion. She moved back and forth for what seemed like forever. Worshiping my breasts in ways I had never dreamed of. I couldn’t take it anymore.
I pulled her hair so she would look at me.
“Baby,” I sighed. “I need…I need…need.”
“Anything, Goddess. Tell me.” She husked.
“I need you…inside of me. Take me, Sam. I need you to fuck me.”
She sat up and removed my pants and panties, spreading my leg and using the light to look at me. I sat up on my elbows and scooted so I could lean against the head board a bit. Whatever she was about to do, I had to see. I had to see her face as she did whatever it was she was about to do.
She just sat there looking at me, my center. She was licking her lips and looking at my core like it was a feast and she hadn’t eaten in days.
She lay down between my legs, and looked into my eyes.
“You can come as quick as you need to, baby. Just know that I’m not going to stop till I get *my* fill of you.” She said, seriously.
“Please…” I gasped, thrusting my hips forward.
She put her weight on an elbow as she watched herself trail her finger through my trimmed triangle to my lips. I shook and groaned at the first hint of her touch, light and fluid. I could feel how wet I was, and she took her finger into her mouth and sucked it dry. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head in ecstasy. She looked into my eyes. She had turned into a hungry beast.
She bent down, wrapping my legs over her shoulders and slipped her tongue into me without any hesitation causing me to buck and scream at the beautiful intrusion.
She gave an honest to god growl as she fucked me with her tongue. I just continued screaming. I was throbbing; my clit was on fire aching to be touched. “Baby, PLEASE…”
She took her tongue out of my core and moved up to suck on my clit. That was it, that was all it took. One second of that and I was rolling over the edge.
“Sam! God, Sam!!!” I screamed, out of breath as I felt myself gush into her mouth.
She kept her word, she wasn’t stopping. She lapped up every drop of my juices before taking two fingers and slowly moving them inside of me. Just the two seemed to fill me up.
“God, baby. You’re *so* tight, Goddess.” She growled as she began twisting her fingers in and out of me; curling in *just* the right way. My hips continued to roll and buck and tears sprang to my eyes once again.
She slipped another finger inside of me and my eyes rolled back into my skull. She again sucked my clit into her mouth and I could feel another orgasm approaching. My stomach tightened and my toes curled. I pushed against her fingers and she slid in deeper.
“Fuck me, Sam! God, baby!” I screamed as she trust into me faster.
Suddenly, like a volcano, the orgasm exploded inside of me. She continued to thrust into me, fucking me till I came again and again. The tears streamed down my face as I screamed, never before having felt such love and passion concentrated so strongly.
I put my hand in her hair, and pulled her off.
“I…can’t…please…can’t.” I begged.
She gently slipped out of me and moved up to kiss my neck and then my lips. I could taste myself on her lips and I wanted more. I took her fingers into my mouth and sucked; I could see in her eyes that she was going mad with lust. She quickly pulled my lips to her and sucked my tongue for what seemed like an eternity.
She brushed my hair out of my face and kissed my forehead.
“Baby, you taste so, so good. I can’t get enough of you, Goddess.” She wrapped her arms around me and nuzzled my neck as I tried to control my breathing.
I tangled my hands in her hair and brought her back to my lips, sweating and crying and breathing hard. I had found my perfect moment.
“I love you, Sammy.” I said, louder than I anticipated. She stopped breathing for a second, just gazing into my eyes seeking the truth of the words. After coming to the conclusion it wasn’t just post coital bliss talking she smiled.
“Sammy, huh?” she smirked, licking my neck causing me to shiver.
“My Sammy. Mine. Always my Sammy.”
“I could get used to that, you know. Calling me Sammy.” She smiled brightly, her eyes cobalt blue; dark with remaining desire.
“And do you know what’s getting ready to happen to my Sammy?” I said, flipping us over so I was on top of her.
I kissed her deeply, exploring her mouth with my tongue. Biting and sucking on her lower lip I pulled back and looked her square in the eyes. “Sammy is going to get the fuck of her life.” I said Seriously. “I’m going to make love to you in hopes you will forget all lovers past.
“Already done, Goddess.” Sam said, breathing hard from excitement.
I slid down a bit, gazing openly at her pale breasts and hard pink nipples. I kissed them both in turn before taking every bit I could of one and sucking it into my mouth.
Her nails dug into my shoulders and I loved the feeling of control I had over her. I bit and sucked and nipped at her nipples till she was shaking uncontrollable under me.
“I want you to tell me what you want.” I said, releasing her breast and looking up into her closed eyes.
She bit her bottom lip in one of the sexiest looks on a person’s face I had ever seen, her eyes scrunched shut and her hair wild.
She licked her lips before saying, “Inside, Janet. I need you inside of me.”
I slid down further, kissing her wound, before fitting myself between her beautiful long legs. Getting my first look at her, another tear rolled down my cheek.
“You are so, so beautiful, Sammy.” I used my hands to spread her lips so I could glimpse further into her core. “God, baby. You are so perfect, so goddamned perfect.”
And she was. Her blonde hair was trimmed neatly but her lips were completely shaved. And Oh god her lips, puffy and pink and just waiting to be kissed. As I explored past her lips I could see her small labial folds come together to make a perfect hood for her clit, which was hard and throbbing under my finger.
“You’ll be the death of me,” She moaned, holding onto her pillow like it was a parachute.
“I want to know every inch of you, baby. Every crevice so I can please you. You are every beautiful description I’ve ever heard to describe a pussy. You…I love you baby. Thank you for this gift.”
I placed a kiss on her lower lips, wet with desire. She huffed and bucked. Using my fingers to spread her again, I licked gently up and down her slit. I was drowning in ambrosia, in her fire.
She wanted me inside of her and she was going to get it. She was ready for all that I would give her.
“There is one thing, baby, that you have to do for me.” I said looking up into her still closed eyes.
“Anything, baby. Anything at all but for fucks sake…” She trailed off.
“There is nothing I love more than talking dirty baby, do you think you can keep up?”
That got her attention. Her eyes popped open and she sat up a bit. “Fingers. In me. Now.” She commanded and I had never been so turned on in my life.
Slowly, I slipped my middle finger into her feeling the home of her juices, of her taste and essence.
“God, baby you are so wet and hot.” I began moving and twisting my finger in and out of her.
“Hmmm…Baby, take all of me. I want to feel everything.” She was panting, and I hadn’t even begun.
I took my finger out and slipped it into her mouth. She sucked greedily before I withdrew and kissed her deep and hard. Tasting her on her lips, feeling her shake under me, *for* me, our passion boiled over inside of me.
“Anytime you want me to quit, all you have to do is tell me to stop baby.” I said, licking her neck before inserting my middle finger back inside her. The salty, tangy taste was all Sam and all mine.
“Never,” she said seriously. “Give me whatever you have, Goddess. I will take it all.”
That had been my very hope. I was going to take her, completely, tonight and make sure she knew she was mine.
I slid back down so I could see what I was doing, watching as I fucked her beautiful core. I slid my index finger inside of her easily, curling my fingers to hit her g-spot.
“I’m going to make you do things you’ve never done before, Sammy. I’m going to make you come in my mouth so hard. I promise you baby. I swear it. God, I love you.”
“Right there, Goddess….fuck…what…are…you doing…to me” She panted and gasped. Grabbing the headboard so she could have more leverage as she tried to impale herself on my hand.
“I can feel it inside of you, Sammy. Feel it welling up.” I pressed against her front wall, feeling how slippery and smooth she was. I rubbed hard in small circles before I felt her body hitch and release.
I quickly removed my fingers from her sweet pussy and latched my mouth onto her, drinking all I could of the sweet nectar she was giving me.
“Oh my god! Janet! Janet baby! Don’t stop!” She screamed as she pulled my hair to keep me where I was.
I maneuvered up a bit and gently suckled her clit into my mouth. She was so fucking wet I imagined I could get my whole hand inside of her.
“Baby, have you ever….taken an entire hand before?” I asked as I licked and lapped at her button.
She looked down at me confused, still high as a kite.
“Huh?” she asked, brushing her hair out of her face and sitting up a bit. “I’ve never done *that* let alone take an entire hand. Fuck, baby. But, Janet,” She paused and smiled shyly. “I want *more.*”
Without hesitation I slipped three fingers inside of her. She moaned at the move as I began to slowly circle my fingers in and out of her.
I kissed her stomach, hoping to get her to relax. Her muscles were tight under my lips. It was so fucking sexy to be kissing such hard abs. I tongued the indentions and lapped at her belly button, getting a slight giggle from the woman of my dreams.
She was growing accustomed to my fingers so I added a pinky into the mix and watched as I slowly thrust into her. The look of pain and pleasure that crossed her face was amazing. She opened her mouth in a silent moan but sound couldn’t escape her.
She was taking me down to the palm so I gently folded my thumb into my hand and gently pushed. As she took more and more of me, I could see the pain on her face. But the look of sheer joy in her eyes made me keep going.
My whole thumb was inside her, just to the bottom knuckle, she was at the widest part of my hand.
“Baby, take a breath for me and slowly let it out.” I said, kissing her stomach again.
As she exhaled I pushed against her until there was a small ‘pop’ as my hand slid in the rest of the way. I quickly, but gently, made a fist inside of her and that was all it took.
Sam was screaming, crying, sobbing, moaning, groaning, panting, and begging. I softly and slowly moved my fist inside of her and I could feel her walls throb against my hand. She was so wet and so tight around me that when she game with a full tightening of her muscles, it almost hurt.
I bent down and sucked on her clit again, loving the throbbing I could feel with both my tongue and my hand.
“’Nuff” I heard her whisper in between shockwaves.
I stopped the movement and began to gently pull my hand out. As it finnaly slipped all the way out, she had another incredible aftershock.
My hand was covered in her. I layed beside her as she came down from her high and licked and sucked the liquid away.
I had tasted a lot of Sam tonight, but it would never be enough.
“Baby, where have you *been* the last six years.” She smiled and snuggled against me. I laid my head on her chest and drew small patterns on her stomach.
“Just waiting for the courage, baby.”
“I’m glad you finally found it. I’m glad I can finally tell you I love you.” Sam looked into my eyes, the blue orbs glassy and beautiful.
“I love you, My Sammy.”
“Janet this is going to sound corny as hell, but you know me so here goes…I have loved you since the day I met you. I have been honored by your friendship since the day you took Cassie. I have loved being invited into your house to see her and to spend time getting to know you. You’re my best friend, Janet. And above that, I worship the ground you walk on. I always will. But please promise me this won’t ruin our friendship. Please promise me that.” I could see tears well up and knew she was truly scared.
“Oh, baby. This will only better our friendship. We’ve been together for six years, without really *being* together, but still. There is this new thing we have to get to know about each other, but I can’t wait. No flings, Sammy. I promised. You are the world to me. “
“Oh, My Goddess.”
Title: My Goddess
Pairing/Cannon: SG-1 s/j
Rating: M
Spoilers: Yep
Disclaimer: Not mine, dont sue
A/N: I started this forever ago and never finished it, well here it is. Its un-beta'd so please forgive the mistakes. Comments are appreciated!
Summery: PWP, mostly. Janet gets a life changing experience when Sam comes back hurt
We wanted our first time to be special. God, the fantasies I had about her. The things I wanted to do to her…I had never been so head over heals for a woman in my entire life. It was special alright, it could have been in the closet at the SGC and it would have been special. I couldn’t wait, not after so long.
But I digress.
Should I let you in on how our first kiss came to be? Should I let you in on the most intimate moments of my life?
I suppose.
>><<>><<
“How’s Cassie?” Sam asked, entering the infirmary after a mission. She had already taken her guns to the armory, but she was still fully decked out in all her gear. She set her vest on a chair and dropped her belt on top of the article of clothing. There was nothing hotter than Sam stripping in front of me. I’d always remember the first time; Neanderthal or not her body was amazing. On this day as my eyes ran up her body I noticed a bloody stain on her green standard issue jacket.
“Sam, are you ok?” I asked, worried for my best friend. She took her jacket off and I saw a hole in her black undershirt. The wound under it had been bandaged, but she had already bled through the dressing; hence the blood stained jacket.
“It’s just a scratch, Janet. Stitch me up and I’ll be on my way.” I gave her the “doctor” eye, showing her my disappointment in her nonchalance.
“Take off your shirt.” I grabbed a stitching kit from a cabinet and walked over to her. I set it on a tray and snapped on my gloves. I saw Sam throw her top on the rest of her clothing as I rolled the nearest stool next to her. Sam sat on the gurney, and I couldn’t help admire her body, even injured she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen.
Her abs were tight but soft. Her breasts, clad in a supportive sports bra, stood pert and supple. Her strong arms were softly defined. Sexy and smooth; that was my sam.
“You know if you would buy me a drink I wouldn’t have to go and get stabbed for you to see me topless.” Sam said as I was taking off her soiled dressing. I stopped midway through the task and looked up at her.
“I…uh…what?” I stuttered helplessly and I could feel a massive blush rising to my cheeks. Her words instantly made me hot, but I *had* to have misheard.
“I was kidding, Janet.” She gave me one of her gorgeous smiles and I closed my eyes against the agonizingly, torturous image.
I don’t know if I truly didn’t believe she was kidding or if it was just my wish.
I went back to taking off the bandage and gasped at how bad the wound really was. Stabbed wasn’t the right word. She had a 3 inch gash, like she had been slashed with a knife or dagger, but the wound was deep-very deep.
“Sam, how is it that you are upright and talking like nothing happened. Lay back.” I ordered her. I placed a towel against her side and took a syringe from the tray. I mixed a solution of soap and water, with just a dab of peroxide, and filled the syringe. Turning back to her I slowly emptied the solution onto her wound, watching as the dirt, blood and other bodily fluids run down her side. “What the hell happened?”
“Well, we entered the village. It was supposed to be a meet and greet; simple. Primitive technology ala 1930’s but the farmer we met told us of these amazing medicines held within a temple. We went, trying to figure out where this ‘amazing’ drug came from and what it did. Turns out it’s like a walking anesthetic. A person can be badly injured and still work like the injury never happened. It was used for the miners that lived outside the village.” She winced as I gave her a shot to numb the area. “My dose seems to be wearing off.”
“Naquida mining?” I asked, starting to suture.
“No, iron and other such ore. There was nothing on the planet the Goa’uld would have wanted as far as we could tell. Anyway, we went to the temple and met with the priestess. She told up that the medicine was a gift from the gods, which had us worried. However, the substance came from a plant that grew naturally. They had stumbled upon it a few centuries before. After they had realized its potential they employed it in their minors with no side effects so far. The wounds heal as they work with no pain and no bed rest.” Sam glanced down at the work I was doing and winced again.
“Are you in pain?” I asked, worried.
“No, I just realized the horrible scar I’m going to have.” She grumbled and I laughed much to her dismay.
“Just add it to the list of many, Sam.” I smiled, finishing the last stitch around a plastic tube drain I had inserted into the wound. I grabbed a fresh bandage from the tray and quickly tapped it onto her skin. I allowed my hands to brush her belly, shrugging it off as an accident. Truth was I just wanted the extra opportunity to touch her and to watch as her skin jumped against my fingers. I turned and tossed my gloves like nothing had happened. “So, you found magic medicine. That does not explain how you got stabbed.”
“After visiting the temple and learning all we could about the drug, they called it Kafril, the farmer offered to buy us a drink at the local tavern. The men, of course, were much obliged. I joined them, to make sure nothing got out of hand. Five minutes into their drink a fight broke out between two of the locals. Someone pulled a knife and before anyone could stop them, one tackled the other into me and the knife made the pretty addition to my stomach. We went back to the temple, they gave me a small dose of Kafril, and here I am.” She sat up and stretched her neck and back.
“You know what I’m about to tell you, right?” I asked, smiling suspiciously. I handed her the vest, the only thing not stained by her blood and she gently put it on.
“I can return to active duty immediately?” She asked hopefully.
“Ha, ha. Nope, two weeks minimum light duty.” I laughed at her disappointed look. She looked like she was about to argue but thought better of it. Her kicked puppy look was adorable. It made me want to nibble on her lower lip as she pouted just a bit.
“I…Crap.” She hung her head as she got up.
“Would it kill you to get some actual sleep?” I asked, smirking. “Watch a movie, read a book. Hell, write a book.”
“Na-uh. You said light duty. That means I can still work in the lab.” She smirked herself.
“Have at it, Major. If you take enough painkillers to not feel pain you won’t be in the right mind. If you don’t take enough, the first time you lean over will feel like you’re getting stabbed all over again. Be my guest.” I winked at her, knowing I had proven my point by the lost look in her face.
“I hate it when your right, Janet.” She mumbled.
“Now am I going to have to send a memo to the General, or are you going to fess up to your current condition?” I gave her the “doctor” look again.
“Well on the upside, if I stay at home I’ll be able to skip the documentary team coming in tomorrow. That way they won’t have to waist any time on me and can spend extra time with you.”
“That’s right,” I realized. “I was actually planning a sick day so I wouldn’t have to deal with them.”
“Cheater,” Sam accused.
“I’m sorry, General. Cassie seems to have caught a stomach bug and I want to stay home and take care of her.” I mocked.
“You would use Cassie like that?” She cocked her head to the side, questioningly. “Dr. Frasier would actually play hooky?”
“I hate having my picture taken, let alone be on video.” I shrugged, walking her out of the infirmary, making sure she was going to be ok. We walked to the locker room and I followed her inside.
“Yes, but the world won’t know what they are missing if you’re not there. The face that brightens the SGC just that much more; shame.” She said and shrugged.
There it was again. The flirting compliments that I just didn’t know how to take. She always brushed it off with a laugh or a ‘just kidding.’ But it was so weird. Sam was not the type to take huge risks with her career. Her life maybe; but not her career. Not only was she risking sexual harassment charges, but she was also risking being discharged due to homosexual conduct. I looked at her, so beautiful and…sexy in just her vest. Strike that, she had just painfully shrugged out of it.
She now stood in front of me wearing her green cargo pants and black standard issue bra, holding her belt. She looked amazing, in all her scared, beat up, bruised beauty. She ran a hand through her hair, causing it to become messier than it already was. She was oblivious to my staring at her as she opened her locker. She hung up her belt and vest and sat on the bench. She sat there and just breathed.
For six years she had been my best friend. The person I went to when I needed to cry, to get advice, and to vent. I never thought I would fall in love with her. I had thought she was gorgeous from the first moment I saw her, sure. Well…as soon as she had come out of her Neanderthal like state.
I had been able to keep my attraction to women in check during my entire career in the military. A few flings here and there kept me satisfied enough to not care. After Cassie came into my life, a relationship didn’t seem all that important. I figured I could deal with it. I figured things would be the same with Sam.
But with Cassie came a new degree in my relationship with Sam. We got along well at the base, but when Cassie came, Sam started coming around. I loved that my daughter had someone she could talk to; she didn’t have to lie about her past to Sam. Cassie needed that. But after Cassie went to bed, Sam would stay. And we would talk and we got to know each other outside of work.
And then the fact that I had been married came up. There was a brief moment of disappointment that crossed her face, but it passed quickly. I wrote it off as just being in my head, that it was just the pressure of the Hathor situation.
And so it went. She would come home from off world, come to the infirmary for a post-mission visit, she would ask how Cassie was, and I would invite her over for dinner so she could spend time with Cassie. And after Cassie went to bed, Sam would stay.
Six years of growing closer. Six years of falling in love with her. Six years of longing to kiss her, longing to touch her.
Fucking military protocol. You know what, not fucking military protocol. Just fuck it.
So there I was; standing in an empty locker room with a semi-topless Sam Carter.
“Sam?” I asked quietly. Was I really getting ready to ask her…
She looked up, her blue eyes giving off a quick flash of desire before returning to normal. At least, I thought it might be desire. I hoped.
“Yeah?” She raised one very sexy eyebrow.
“So about this drink…” I said quietly, sitting next to her on the bench.
“I…Are…” She took a deep breath. “Cassie?”
“At a friends,” it was my turn to take a deep breath. “Were you really kidding about the drink?”
“Janet, I don’t want to sleep with you.”
I don’t think my face could have fallen any faster.
I quickly got up and headed towards the door.
“Janet…” She called after me and I stopped. I didn’t turn around, afraid of what she was about to say. Why, dear God, did I just risk everything?
“I’m sorry, Sam. I shouldn’t have asked that.” I didn’t know what else to say, what to do.
“Janet, I would love to have a drink with you, but I’m not going to sleep with you tonight.” She got up and walked towards me, and I turned around at the sound of her footsteps. I averted my eyes, not wanting to look at her perfect form.
“Sam, I don’t want to make you uncomfortable…” She cut me off by grabbing me by my waist and pinning me against the door. She reached beside me and locked the door.
“Janet, I would love to have a drink with you, or dinner, or a movie, or whatever…But I’m not going to sleep with you on the first date.” She smiled.
I don’t think I had ever smiled so hard.
“I honestly wasn’t trying to imply that you would sleep with me on the first date. I was just trying to see if, you know, the flirty comment had any truth to it.” I blushed.
“Janet, I’m going to kiss you now.” She smiled the warning.
“God, please.” I begged.
I could have cried at the first touch of her lips on mine. I moaned loudly and grabbed the back of her head, pulling her closer. Running my hands through her impossibly soft, short hair, she opened her mouth to my insistent tongue. She pressed her body against mine, every inch of my body was touching her. I ran a hand down her side, not thinking, and she groaned when I touched her wound.
“God, Sam, I am so sorry!” I whispered, pulling back.
“Its ok, I’ll take it as a compliment.” She combed a hand through my hair and I gave her a questioning look. “If the amazing Dr. Frasier just spaced on a wound on her favorite patient, I must be a pretty damn good kisser.”
“Understatement, Sam. Major understatement.” I said, pulling her down for another kiss. I nibbled her bottom lip, drawing my tongue along it. She sighed at my touch but pulled away.
“Janet, I have to get dressed, as much as I don’t currently want to. I have a debriefing in five minutes. How about I come find you when it’s over. You see my doctor needs to get me some painkillers and then I’m going to take her out to dinner.” She smiled and for the first time in six years I gazed at it with open desire, letting her know just how much I loved the sound of her plans.
“It’s a date.” I kissed her one last time, needing another taste of her.
She stepped back, and I quickly left the room. If I hadn’t we wouldn’t have even made it to the first date.
I left the locker room and made my way to my office, with what I was sure was a shit eating grin on my face. I sat behind my desk, leaving the door open so Sam would easily spot me when she came to find me. I turned on my computer and simply stared at my screen, unable to process any of the words. I knew I wasn’t going to get any work done, but I knew I had to keep myself busy if I was going to be able to pass the time.
“Janet.” Sam called from the door. I looked up, surprised to see her after what seemed like such a short time. I looked at my watch; it had only been ten minutes since last I saw her. I looked at her quizzically.
“Hammond said that I had to go home. Told him the doctors orders, the guys will do the debriefing, Teal’c can handle it. I am now free for the next two weeks.” She almost looked disappointed.
“Its for your own good.” I told her.
“And I’m sure you’ll make it up to me.” She winked. “So if you are about finished, we can leave.”
I quickly turned off my computer.
>><<>><<
I hadn’t had time to change, neither had Sam. It didn’t matter anyway.
We arrived at a casual diner not far from her house. Driving separately gave me time to completely over analyze the situation, not knowing what the outcome of our little “date” would be. The only certainty was that there would be no sex, and that was fine with me. There was talking that needed to happen before we jumped into bed with each other. Despite being friends with her for six years, there were obviously things I didn’t realize about her, things I didn’t know.
After ordering we stared at each other and there was a look of wonder in her eyes.
“Why is it that we never told each other how we felt?” Sam asked, reaching across the booth to hold my hand. Our fingers linked, and she used her other hand to caress my forearm and wrist.
“We still haven’t” I said honestly, watching her hands intently. She had such beautiful, sensual hands. Oh, the things I wanted those hands to do…
She blushed at my statement, I realized once I looked up. I had never really seen her blush before and I loved the sight.
“Janet…we’ve known each other for six years. We know almost everything about each other, we know each others entire life story. How is it that our attraction never came up?” She smiled shyly and she looked away. I reached across the table and turned her face towards me.
“Because we’re in the military and that would be a bad thing to come out if the other didn’t happen to reciprocate. And, at least for me, the most important reason it never came up was that I was afraid you didn’t feel the same way and that I might loose the best friend I ever had.” I had never been more honest in my life.
“You could never lose me, ever.” She said seriously, her eyes flashing her sincerity.
“And I don’t ever want to, I don’t know what I would do if I didn’t have you in my life in some way.” Our intimate moment was interrupted when the waitress brought our food forcing our hands to separate. I missed the contact immediately.
I watched as she took a bite of her salad, my eyes locked on her lips. I now knew what those beautiful lips tasted like. They tasted like heaven, with just a dab of French vanilla.
She set her fork down and gazed at me.
“I love you, Janet.” She admitted, much to my surprise.
I stared at her blankly, knowing I had heard wrong.
“Wha…” I started but she interrupted.
“Look Janet, I’m all for taking things slow, I want to, but I want you to know, after six years, how I feel. Cause I’m an idiot for letting it take this long. I have loed you for years, been *in* love with you for years…wanted you for years.” She said, playing with her salad.
Again I was speechless, her words took me by such surprise I couldn’t respond. She almost looked hurt but she nodded her head in understanding.
“You don’t have to say anything, I just wanted you to know I love you. When you go to sleep to know, sleep knowing you are loved. Very much.” Who knew Sam was such a romantic? Her words brought tears to my eyes and I signaled to waitress to pack our things to go.
Sam looked at me confused. “It’s not that I don’t want to say it, Hun. I swear. I just…can we get out of here. Cassie is gone and my place is closer”
Sam raised an eyebrow.
“Just to talk, I swear. We’ve waited six years,” I gave her the sexiest glance I could muster, “I want the first time I take you, make love to you, to be special. I can wait a bit longer to make a move.”
She visibly gulped. “How do you figure it will be you making the first move?” She smirked, blushing hard.
“I may be small, but when it comes to what I want….well I am still a soldier.
>><<>><<
We took separate cars, there was no point in sharing, which gave me more time to over analyze. I took long, deep breaths, trying not to wreck.
This morning I could only fantasize about kissing here. But then it happened…She kissed me and she took my world out from under me. I loved her so much. With the exception of Cassie, she was my world. I wouldn’t know what to do without her in my life.
I arrived with her right behind. I got out of the car and struggled with finding my keys from my wretched purse. Sam stood close with her hands in her pockets, swaying back and forth with a nervous smile on her beautiful face.
“Sorry.” I said, embarrassed as we made it to the door.
“Take your time,” She chuckled.
I opened the door to the house to find myself grabbed and pulled into my own house roughly.
She closed and locked the door before turning around with a fire in her eyes I had never seen before but would give anything to see over and over.
She laced one hand in my hair and pulled me to her, her other wrapping around my body automatically. We fit so well; perfectly. She held me, leaving no space between us. I could feel her breath on my face but she didn’t kiss me, much to my disappointment.
“If I kiss you,” she started as if reading my mind. “I will not stop. But I needed to hold you for a second.” She let me go and I found I had to catch my breath. “I needed to know this was real.”
I brushed her jaw with my thumb. “It’s finally real,” I assured my beautiful blonde.
I took her hand and pulled her to the couch. She sat sideways and I took a seat facing her.
“Talking is good. “ Sam said smiling, putting her elbow on the back of the couch and rested her cheek to her palm.
It was fucking adorable.
“I…I don’t want you to feel obligated to say it because I did. I…I know you love me. I feel it. But let it come naturally, in your own moment,” She said quietly and I found that I had never been more in love with her than at those words.
“Ok, it’ll be like a surprise” I agreed.
“A very pleasant one,” She smiled brightly.
“When did….when did you know?” I asked shyly.
“When I started coming over to see Cassie… I was a little jealous at first; that I couldn’t keep her. But seeing you with her, you’re a much better mother than I would have been to her. You give her the love and stability she needs, and I fell for you seeing that.”
“I’m not sure about me being a better mother at all. I’m pretty sure she thinks of you as her second mother anyhow. And who knows- that could one day be true.” I said honestly.
“I would love that, “ She said blushing. “I want this to be long term, I’m sure you guessed.” She laughed a bit.
“I’m done with flings, Sam. I’m too old. I want to settle down eventually. And hopefully that’s sooner rather than later. But as you said, I want to take this a bit slow. Just not at a glacial pace. We have the getting to know you part out of the way, mostly. But I don’t want to jump into anything until we decided we are compatible as partners.”
“I agree.” She was quiet for a second, seeming to contemplate her next words. Have you had, um…many ‘flings?’” I had never seen Sam so shy. It was endearing, as much as the question was a shock. But I was going to be honest with her.
“In the last six years, I’ve had a few.” I answered and she winced quickly, trying not to let me see.
“I’m sorry; I have no right to be jealous. But I also know it would have been me if I had even a hint you were into women, let alone me.” She said, aggravated with herself.
“Well, to answer that, flings are not relationships. Also, after my husband I’ve dated women exclusively. Since I’ve met you I’ve had no relationships. Just something to take the edge of now and again. I now have you for that, Sam.”
“Anytime,” she said shyly, dipping her head a bit.
I brushed my fingers through her soft hair. “You know how you said you wouldn’t sleep with me tonight? Any chance I can change your mind?” I said, smoke and fire in her eyes. “I hate that we have to...wait.” I said, my nails digging into her thighs. She purred.
She laughed. “Well, it’s really up to you. I would love to give my Goddess anything she desires.” She said the last part with her head down, a bit shyly.
*That*....that was something new. She seemed, shy. Sam? Really?
“Sam, it’s not just up to me.” I whispered, breathlessly against her lips. “What do you want? I don’t want to hurt your wound or tear your stitches.” The doctor came back, and my hand gently rest on stomach.
“You; All I’m waiting for is your permission.” she whispered back, licking her lips.
Sam looked down, her face turned bright red as she blushed. I ran my hands through her hair, scratching the back of her neck.
“Are you sure about this,” giving her the last chance to back out because all of med school had left my brain with that answer.
She nodded with a fire in her eyes.
I moved so I was straddling her lap, on top of her. I couldn’t wait anymore. It’s been six years. I wanted her. *Now.*
I put my hand between us and rubbed the crotch of her BDU’s.
She moaned and her head hit the back of the couch. She had her eyes closed tight, her neck strained.
“Yes…” she whispered.
“Yes, more?” I whispered back, licking her neck with my tongue on my way to her mouth.
“Janet, please…” she gasped as I sucked an earlobe into my mouth. Her skin tasted of heaven.
“Please what, Sam? I *love* being told what to do. I’m going to make love *with* you and *to* you. What do you need baby.” I looked into her eyes, turned dark with desire.
“Bed.” She said, standing up and carrying me with her. I kissed her neck while she took us to our destination. She groaned in frustration as she tried not to bump into things.
Finally, after reaching my room, she slammed the door behind us and threw me on the bed. The look in her eyes told me she was going to take me. The look told me she had been thinking about it as long as I had. She knew exactly what she was going to do to me and I shivered hard at that look.
I stripped off my top and bra as she turned on the night stand lamp. “I want to see you, Janet.” She said at my questioning eyebrow.
I gulped, self-consciousness creating massive nerves in me. I had never been ashamed of my body, but this…this was Sam. What if I wasn’t good enough for her?
She stood there for a long moment as I lay on the bed topless. She licked her lips and I again shivered. She took off her jacket followed quickly by her black undershirt. I looked at the bandage quickly, praying to the gods it would be ok but trusting her to tell me to stop if something hurt her.
As she took off her bra I gasped. I had seen her in this conditions not hours before but this time…this time I knew I would be able to touch, and taste, and bite, and lick those beautiful pink nipples. This time they were mine to look at.
She took off her BDU pants quickly, boots and socks coming off with them. Left in only a pair of boy shorts stood before me the sexiest woman I had ever seen. I could see no nervousness in her eyes, only fire. She wanted me. Maybe, just maybe, I was good enough for her.
She slowly lay on top of me, and the first sensation of skin on skin was almost too much. My nails clawed her back as I pressed her closer to me. She ran a hand up my side before reaching for both of my hands and holding them above my head. The control she had over me only standing to make me wetter. I was already a soaked mess and from the feel of things so was she. But I knew in my heart this was going to be a slow torture. She was going to take her time making love to me.
“Baby,” She said. “I want you to know how much I love you. I want you to feel every emotion you make me feel.” It was her turn to lick and suck on my neck and I bucked my hips into her.
She moved down to my collar bone and all of a sudden I felt her teeth on my skin as she sucked there. I gasped and shook knowing what she was doing.
She was marking me as hers. I had never liked the idea but coming from her…I wanted it. I wanted more. I wanted her to take everything.
She licked away the dull pain she had caused and smiled down at her handy work. “You are to never again have a ‘fling,’ am I understood?”
Her control over me was only going deeper and I nodded my head in understanding.
“I am yours, Sam. Please…Please make me yours.” I cried, one lone tear falling down my face. “I need you. I’ve always needed you. Make me yours baby.”
The look in her eyes was fierce and wild. “My Goddess, it is I that belongs to you.” And with that she kissed me, hard.
The feel of her tongue against mine, her soft lips sucking on my bottom lip. She was taking my breath away with such a simple act. I bucked against her again, this time gaining purchase against her thigh and I groaned loud. I was close. Just a few more strokes and I could...
“You are not coming that way, baby. Not this time.” She shifted so she was completely between my legs, taking away my opportunity.
“Goddess, you are perfect.” She whispered, using her tongue to circle my nipple, never allowing it to touch. I grunted my frustration but she only repeated the act on my other breast.
She did this several times, going back and forth, kissing and licking my areola’s without even breathing on my nipples.
“Baby, please…” I moaned, moving my hands to her hair. I tangled my fingers through her soft short tresses and moved her mouth over my left nipple letting her know exactly what she needed to do.
She didn’t take it into her mouth, not at first. She slipped out her tongue and flicked it. Just that small action had me throw my head back and tangle my fingers harder. When she finally pulled my nipple into her mouth and started nipping and sucking, her name was a constant mantra from my lips.
Not forgetting my other nipple, she nipped at the tip and worshiped it in the same fashion. She moved back and forth for what seemed like forever. Worshiping my breasts in ways I had never dreamed of. I couldn’t take it anymore.
I pulled her hair so she would look at me.
“Baby,” I sighed. “I need…I need…need.”
“Anything, Goddess. Tell me.” She husked.
“I need you…inside of me. Take me, Sam. I need you to fuck me.”
She sat up and removed my pants and panties, spreading my leg and using the light to look at me. I sat up on my elbows and scooted so I could lean against the head board a bit. Whatever she was about to do, I had to see. I had to see her face as she did whatever it was she was about to do.
She just sat there looking at me, my center. She was licking her lips and looking at my core like it was a feast and she hadn’t eaten in days.
She lay down between my legs, and looked into my eyes.
“You can come as quick as you need to, baby. Just know that I’m not going to stop till I get *my* fill of you.” She said, seriously.
“Please…” I gasped, thrusting my hips forward.
She put her weight on an elbow as she watched herself trail her finger through my trimmed triangle to my lips. I shook and groaned at the first hint of her touch, light and fluid. I could feel how wet I was, and she took her finger into her mouth and sucked it dry. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head in ecstasy. She looked into my eyes. She had turned into a hungry beast.
She bent down, wrapping my legs over her shoulders and slipped her tongue into me without any hesitation causing me to buck and scream at the beautiful intrusion.
She gave an honest to god growl as she fucked me with her tongue. I just continued screaming. I was throbbing; my clit was on fire aching to be touched. “Baby, PLEASE…”
She took her tongue out of my core and moved up to suck on my clit. That was it, that was all it took. One second of that and I was rolling over the edge.
“Sam! God, Sam!!!” I screamed, out of breath as I felt myself gush into her mouth.
She kept her word, she wasn’t stopping. She lapped up every drop of my juices before taking two fingers and slowly moving them inside of me. Just the two seemed to fill me up.
“God, baby. You’re *so* tight, Goddess.” She growled as she began twisting her fingers in and out of me; curling in *just* the right way. My hips continued to roll and buck and tears sprang to my eyes once again.
She slipped another finger inside of me and my eyes rolled back into my skull. She again sucked my clit into her mouth and I could feel another orgasm approaching. My stomach tightened and my toes curled. I pushed against her fingers and she slid in deeper.
“Fuck me, Sam! God, baby!” I screamed as she trust into me faster.
Suddenly, like a volcano, the orgasm exploded inside of me. She continued to thrust into me, fucking me till I came again and again. The tears streamed down my face as I screamed, never before having felt such love and passion concentrated so strongly.
I put my hand in her hair, and pulled her off.
“I…can’t…please…can’t.” I begged.
She gently slipped out of me and moved up to kiss my neck and then my lips. I could taste myself on her lips and I wanted more. I took her fingers into my mouth and sucked; I could see in her eyes that she was going mad with lust. She quickly pulled my lips to her and sucked my tongue for what seemed like an eternity.
She brushed my hair out of my face and kissed my forehead.
“Baby, you taste so, so good. I can’t get enough of you, Goddess.” She wrapped her arms around me and nuzzled my neck as I tried to control my breathing.
I tangled my hands in her hair and brought her back to my lips, sweating and crying and breathing hard. I had found my perfect moment.
“I love you, Sammy.” I said, louder than I anticipated. She stopped breathing for a second, just gazing into my eyes seeking the truth of the words. After coming to the conclusion it wasn’t just post coital bliss talking she smiled.
“Sammy, huh?” she smirked, licking my neck causing me to shiver.
“My Sammy. Mine. Always my Sammy.”
“I could get used to that, you know. Calling me Sammy.” She smiled brightly, her eyes cobalt blue; dark with remaining desire.
“And do you know what’s getting ready to happen to my Sammy?” I said, flipping us over so I was on top of her.
I kissed her deeply, exploring her mouth with my tongue. Biting and sucking on her lower lip I pulled back and looked her square in the eyes. “Sammy is going to get the fuck of her life.” I said Seriously. “I’m going to make love to you in hopes you will forget all lovers past.
“Already done, Goddess.” Sam said, breathing hard from excitement.
I slid down a bit, gazing openly at her pale breasts and hard pink nipples. I kissed them both in turn before taking every bit I could of one and sucking it into my mouth.
Her nails dug into my shoulders and I loved the feeling of control I had over her. I bit and sucked and nipped at her nipples till she was shaking uncontrollable under me.
“I want you to tell me what you want.” I said, releasing her breast and looking up into her closed eyes.
She bit her bottom lip in one of the sexiest looks on a person’s face I had ever seen, her eyes scrunched shut and her hair wild.
She licked her lips before saying, “Inside, Janet. I need you inside of me.”
I slid down further, kissing her wound, before fitting myself between her beautiful long legs. Getting my first look at her, another tear rolled down my cheek.
“You are so, so beautiful, Sammy.” I used my hands to spread her lips so I could glimpse further into her core. “God, baby. You are so perfect, so goddamned perfect.”
And she was. Her blonde hair was trimmed neatly but her lips were completely shaved. And Oh god her lips, puffy and pink and just waiting to be kissed. As I explored past her lips I could see her small labial folds come together to make a perfect hood for her clit, which was hard and throbbing under my finger.
“You’ll be the death of me,” She moaned, holding onto her pillow like it was a parachute.
“I want to know every inch of you, baby. Every crevice so I can please you. You are every beautiful description I’ve ever heard to describe a pussy. You…I love you baby. Thank you for this gift.”
I placed a kiss on her lower lips, wet with desire. She huffed and bucked. Using my fingers to spread her again, I licked gently up and down her slit. I was drowning in ambrosia, in her fire.
She wanted me inside of her and she was going to get it. She was ready for all that I would give her.
“There is one thing, baby, that you have to do for me.” I said looking up into her still closed eyes.
“Anything, baby. Anything at all but for fucks sake…” She trailed off.
“There is nothing I love more than talking dirty baby, do you think you can keep up?”
That got her attention. Her eyes popped open and she sat up a bit. “Fingers. In me. Now.” She commanded and I had never been so turned on in my life.
Slowly, I slipped my middle finger into her feeling the home of her juices, of her taste and essence.
“God, baby you are so wet and hot.” I began moving and twisting my finger in and out of her.
“Hmmm…Baby, take all of me. I want to feel everything.” She was panting, and I hadn’t even begun.
I took my finger out and slipped it into her mouth. She sucked greedily before I withdrew and kissed her deep and hard. Tasting her on her lips, feeling her shake under me, *for* me, our passion boiled over inside of me.
“Anytime you want me to quit, all you have to do is tell me to stop baby.” I said, licking her neck before inserting my middle finger back inside her. The salty, tangy taste was all Sam and all mine.
“Never,” she said seriously. “Give me whatever you have, Goddess. I will take it all.”
That had been my very hope. I was going to take her, completely, tonight and make sure she knew she was mine.
I slid back down so I could see what I was doing, watching as I fucked her beautiful core. I slid my index finger inside of her easily, curling my fingers to hit her g-spot.
“I’m going to make you do things you’ve never done before, Sammy. I’m going to make you come in my mouth so hard. I promise you baby. I swear it. God, I love you.”
“Right there, Goddess….fuck…what…are…you doing…to me” She panted and gasped. Grabbing the headboard so she could have more leverage as she tried to impale herself on my hand.
“I can feel it inside of you, Sammy. Feel it welling up.” I pressed against her front wall, feeling how slippery and smooth she was. I rubbed hard in small circles before I felt her body hitch and release.
I quickly removed my fingers from her sweet pussy and latched my mouth onto her, drinking all I could of the sweet nectar she was giving me.
“Oh my god! Janet! Janet baby! Don’t stop!” She screamed as she pulled my hair to keep me where I was.
I maneuvered up a bit and gently suckled her clit into my mouth. She was so fucking wet I imagined I could get my whole hand inside of her.
“Baby, have you ever….taken an entire hand before?” I asked as I licked and lapped at her button.
She looked down at me confused, still high as a kite.
“Huh?” she asked, brushing her hair out of her face and sitting up a bit. “I’ve never done *that* let alone take an entire hand. Fuck, baby. But, Janet,” She paused and smiled shyly. “I want *more.*”
Without hesitation I slipped three fingers inside of her. She moaned at the move as I began to slowly circle my fingers in and out of her.
I kissed her stomach, hoping to get her to relax. Her muscles were tight under my lips. It was so fucking sexy to be kissing such hard abs. I tongued the indentions and lapped at her belly button, getting a slight giggle from the woman of my dreams.
She was growing accustomed to my fingers so I added a pinky into the mix and watched as I slowly thrust into her. The look of pain and pleasure that crossed her face was amazing. She opened her mouth in a silent moan but sound couldn’t escape her.
She was taking me down to the palm so I gently folded my thumb into my hand and gently pushed. As she took more and more of me, I could see the pain on her face. But the look of sheer joy in her eyes made me keep going.
My whole thumb was inside her, just to the bottom knuckle, she was at the widest part of my hand.
“Baby, take a breath for me and slowly let it out.” I said, kissing her stomach again.
As she exhaled I pushed against her until there was a small ‘pop’ as my hand slid in the rest of the way. I quickly, but gently, made a fist inside of her and that was all it took.
Sam was screaming, crying, sobbing, moaning, groaning, panting, and begging. I softly and slowly moved my fist inside of her and I could feel her walls throb against my hand. She was so wet and so tight around me that when she game with a full tightening of her muscles, it almost hurt.
I bent down and sucked on her clit again, loving the throbbing I could feel with both my tongue and my hand.
“’Nuff” I heard her whisper in between shockwaves.
I stopped the movement and began to gently pull my hand out. As it finnaly slipped all the way out, she had another incredible aftershock.
My hand was covered in her. I layed beside her as she came down from her high and licked and sucked the liquid away.
I had tasted a lot of Sam tonight, but it would never be enough.
“Baby, where have you *been* the last six years.” She smiled and snuggled against me. I laid my head on her chest and drew small patterns on her stomach.
“Just waiting for the courage, baby.”
“I’m glad you finally found it. I’m glad I can finally tell you I love you.” Sam looked into my eyes, the blue orbs glassy and beautiful.
“I love you, My Sammy.”
“Janet this is going to sound corny as hell, but you know me so here goes…I have loved you since the day I met you. I have been honored by your friendship since the day you took Cassie. I have loved being invited into your house to see her and to spend time getting to know you. You’re my best friend, Janet. And above that, I worship the ground you walk on. I always will. But please promise me this won’t ruin our friendship. Please promise me that.” I could see tears well up and knew she was truly scared.
“Oh, baby. This will only better our friendship. We’ve been together for six years, without really *being* together, but still. There is this new thing we have to get to know about each other, but I can’t wait. No flings, Sammy. I promised. You are the world to me. “
“Oh, My Goddess.”
Title: My Goddess
Pairing/Cannon: SG-1 s/j
Rating: M
Spoilers: Yep
Disclaimer: Not mine, dont sue
A/N: I started this forever ago and never finished it, well here it is. Its un-beta'd so please forgive the mistakes. Comments are appreciated!
Summery: PWP, mostly. Janet gets a life changing experience when Sam comes back hurt