Honest Thieves Part 3/4
( Part 1 ) ( Part 2 )
Daniel stumbled a little as they headed out of the bar and back towards the ship he’d seen her at earlier. One of Vala’s hands was around his waist, and had slipped just slightly under his waistband. Of course, Daniel’s hand around her shoulders was managing to graze her chest, just a little. Even though this was Vala, Daniel couldn’t shake the feeling of not wanting to be too forward. I shouldn’t have had that much to drink.
Daniel had, of course, ordered himself a second beer with her drink, to keep up appearances. He hadn’t meant to finish it, but it had seemed the only escape from her relentless distractions. When she had offered him a sip of the third drink she had, that naturally evolved into sharing the rest of it. The crisp night air seemed to be sharpening his senses, at least. Night? Noticing he could see stars in the skies, Daniel wondered just how long they’d been in the bar. It had been barely twilight before he’d entered.
“So what was this place, anyhow, before it became the best trading post in the galaxy?”
From the amused look Vala gave him, Daniel suspected he may have been slurring his words slightly. Right, and don’t you think a real trader would already know the answer to that question? Especially one who claimed to be so knowledgeable on ancient history? Well, you’re supposed to be knowledgeable about ancient history, yet you never did find that out. Why was that, again?
Vala, apparently, was also no stranger to history, because she actually began answering his question. “The city was the home of a minor goa’uld, who fell from his stature completely when he decided to ally himself with his human followers to gain more treasures. The system lords eventually decided to make an example of him, and destroyed him, but the city lived on. At first, I don’t think the goa’uld realized that the city was only growing since they took out its leader. Now, of course, there are just enough weapons and ships around here to be too annoying for them to bother with at this point.”
It was a strange sort of role reversal, because while Vala was telling her story, Daniel couldn’t seem to keep his hands to himself. He pulled her closer into his arms, and even dropped a kiss on top of her hair at one point. There was a strange queasiness in his stomach that he thought might be because this charade was almost over. Either that or he really had had too much to drink.
His musings were cut short when Vala suddenly spun him around, throwing herself up against a wall, pulling his head down to meet hers in a searing kiss. Daniel was on his guard instantly, steeling himself for a kick, a slap, any sort of shooting pain. It was because of this that he cried out so loudly when she bit down on his lip. After a couple of seconds, he realized that he should probably be responding to the beautiful woman who wanted to make out with him. To stay in character, of course.
Deepening the kiss, he combed his fingers through her hair, tugging a little when he met the resistance of the pins holding it up. He sighed happily when at least some of them came undone easily, letting his hand continue to stroke through the tangles he had created. When she raked her nails across his scalp and down the back of his neck, he growled into her mouth, and pushed her further back into the wall, wondering but not really caring why she had given him dominance.
Daniel was turned on, and he really wasn’t even bothering to deny it. He felt Vala’s knee start to lift, and for a moment he panicked, ready to leap back if he needed to. When she wrapped the leg around the back of his thigh, pulling him in even closer to her, he dragged his lips away from her mouth, never losing the taste of her skin until he found the pulse point on her neck. There, he stayed for awhile, her now loose hair tickling his nose as he let himself have just a brief moment lost to the desire she had stirred up in him from their very first meeting. When she cried out, he felt a greater sense of victory than he had since the day they had activated the ancient chair.
Daniel cupped one hand around her face, his thumb under her chin even as his fingers were still buried in her hair. He let the other slide down to the exposed skin between the her shirt and pants. He looked right into her stormy eyes, amazed to see more than a hint of vulnerability in them.
“You’re just full of surprises, aren’t you handsome?” Her voice was soft, hesitant even, and Daniel couldn’t help but lean in to plant one more soft kiss on her lips.
“We should probably keep heading back to your ship, Vala.”
As he was looking directly into her eyes, Daniel couldn’t miss the brief moment of uncertainty - it couldn’t be fear - in her eyes.
“You’re probably right, Hans,” she said in that same soft voice as before. “We should head back,” a pause, “to my ship.”
Daniel noticed that Vala seemed to shiver slightly as they continued walking. Feeling quite warm himself after all that excitement, he slipped out of his jacket without thinking, and put it around Vala’s shoulders, giving them a squeeze as he did. She turned and looked at him questioningly.
“You looked cold,” he shrugged, kissing her forehead before leaving one arm around her shoulders as they walked. She seemed to huddle into the jacket, leaving Daniel curious again at this seemingly vulnerable side of her. His doubts from earlier reared up again Am I wrong to be tricking her like this? Should I just tell her the truth, and ask if there’s anyway she’d be willing to help? No. I tried that already. She’s still looking out for herself, she just thinks she needs me, and figures she’ll have some fun at the same time. Still, Daniel was beginning to get a sinking feeling at the bottom of his stomach that there might have been a better option - that maybe he took things too far.
When they reached the ship, Vala pulled away slightly, although she did leave a hand on his arm.
“Would you give me a minute?” She smiled coyly.
Daniel nodded, finding himself reluctant to lose contact with her. Over the course of the evening, he’d gotten used to the roaming and resting of her hands on his body. He should probably check in with SG-7, anyhow. He knew they were already way behind the original schedule.
“I don’t know,” Daniel flirted shamelessly. “Do you promise to only be a minute?”
Only after she disappeared into the ship did Daniel realize that she still wore his jacket. Where his radio was still hidden. Oh well, she wouldn’t find it unless she went looking for it. Daniel frowned. Vala just might do that. Oh well, it was hardly an odd thing to be carrying around. SG-7 knew not to contact him on it, until he called them. He hoped they wouldn’t think he needed rescuing or something like that, just because things were taking longer than expected.
“Psst, Jackson.”
Daniel spun around to see Naismith standing in the shadows ten feet away. Well, at least he hadn’t called on the radio…
“What are you doing here?” Daniel couldn’t help but let his annoyance color the tone of his voice.
Naismith raised an eyebrow. “I’ve been tailing you two since you left the bar. When you didn’t check in on time, I headed over there, and saw you were still talking with her.”
“Yes, well, things took longer than I expected. She’s about to come back out to let me on the ship, so you need to leave.”
“Great! I can take her down as she’s coming out of the ship, and then we can both go in to grab the tiles.”
“No!” Daniel said a louder than he’d intended to. Wait, why did I say that? “I mean, I don’t think that would be the best idea at this point.”
The look Naismith gave him said everything necessary about what he thought was the best idea at this point. A half-formed explanation came to mind, and Daniel launched into it as if it had been his plan all along. Which it obviously had been on a subconscious level.
“She knows I can speak Ancient. I think I might be able to convince her I’ll help to translate the tiles. If I can get her to show them to me in the right order, it’ll save me countless hours later. It’ll probably take awhile, though, so when you go, don’t expect me to check in right away.”
“Don’t wait up? Jackson, Daniel Jackson is here to work his charms?” Naismith was clearly still skeptical. “Look, are you sure that’s the best plan… ”
“It is. Trust me.”
“Ok, I believe you Jackson. About that kiss back there, though…”
“She kissed me! I was just trying to gain her trust!” Daniel spit out very quickly, and again, louder than necessary.
“What? Oh, whatever you say… No, I was going to tell you - I think she was hiding from someone. There were several people on the streets at the time, so I don’t know who, but…”
Daniel heard the door to the ship opening.
“Go!” He tried to keep his voice to a whisper this time.
Daniel beamed a big smile, trying hard not to look like he’d just held a conversation moments earlier as Vala stepped towards him.
“I was beginning to think you’d decided you didn’t want me to come in,” he said with a mock pout.
Vala grinned, and she hooked her fingers into the belt loops of his pants, using them to pull Daniel back into the ship. “I don’t think you know just how much I want you to come on board this ship.”
Daniel let himself be led in, and tried not to think about how Naismith was probably still watching them.
“I have a feeling you’re about to show me, though…” He tried for a lighthearted tone, but he had a feeling it just came across as nervous.
“Handsome, I promise you, you’re about to see things you can’t even imagine.”
They barely made it in the ship before Vala spun him around with another dizzying kiss. She pushed him back until he felt the uneven wall of the ships hall behind his back. Daniel gripped her waist and it occurred to him that she probably wouldn’t appreciate it if he stopped her to ask if she needed his help translating anything at the moment. Then Vala’s hand snaked under his shirt to begin kneading the muscles of his back, and all rational thought slipped away.
She had tied her hair up in a ponytail while she was on the ship. As cute as Daniel found it, he decided it needed to go, so he once again combed his fingers through her hair to free it. Between the feel of her hair in his fingers, and the continuing assault of her tongue in his mouth, Daniel was surprised by the sound of his shirt ripping. He broke the kiss long enough to look down questioningly at his now bare chest.
Vala made a poor attempt to look innocent, biting her lip before saying, “Oops,” in a voice without an ounce of apology in it.
Daniel’s grin was wicked, and he let the remains of his now ruined shirt drop to the floor. He threaded their fingers together and pushed back from the wall to spin her around, pinning her hands above her head. He couldn’t let her decide the next move. What he hadn’t counted on the way she would feel pressed up against his bare skin, or the way the cool air flowing through a ventilation shaft near them would send rather pleasant shivers through his body. So much for staying in control. Daniel froze with his lips hovering above hers, while every other possible inch of their bodies were pressed together.
What am I doing?
Vala grinned, and her eyes questioning his, as if unsure why he was stopping. Daniel wondered how far he would really take this. He could - should - stun her right now. He should have let Naismith stun her earlier. What did he think he was gaining through all of this?
And again his attempts to regain focus were curtailed when Vala lost patience, and leaned forward to steal the kiss Daniel had hesitated to give her. She bit down lightly on his bottom lip, not letting him break the kiss as she leaned her head back against the wall. Determined not to lose control, Daniel returned the kiss with fervor, making sure to keep a tight grip on her hands, vainly hoping that his assault her would somehow be less consuming than her attacks on his sanity.
Daniel felt the muscles in his arms strain as Vala, using his grip on her for leverage, braced her back against the wall and managed to wrap both legs around his waist. The force of supporting Vala’s full weight caused him to stagger backwards for a moment, before adjusting his hold and slamming her into the wall.
Vala’s responded by trailing kisses away from Daniel’s mouth, across his chin, all down his neck, stopping for awhile at the place it met his shoulder, before continuing her barrage on his shoulder. Her neck twisted as she moved her treacherous mouth up his arm, and that’s when it all became too much, and he relaxed the grip he had on her arms. Vala seized this advantage immediately, wrapping her arms under his and up again so that her hands gripped the back of his neck, and pulled him, once again, into a kiss, pushing forward from the wall.
Daniel wrapped his arms around her to stop them both from hurtling down to the ground. As it was, every twist of her body, every new thrust she put into the kiss, was causing Daniel to take uneven steps, sometimes forwards, sometimes backwards. He was reasonably sure they were heading further and further into the ship, presumably towards her personal quarters, although who knew if Vala would think that was necessary. As Daniel’s willpower was being broken down, he was starting not to care where they ended up, just so long as they ended up there soon. He began to wonder who would know if he... skimmed over some parts of the mission in his report, for the sake of brevity.
“Please remove your hands and lips from my mate, human.” It was the voice of a goa’uld, and when Daniel turned, he saw a hand device poised and aiming in his direction.
They had just turned a corner in the hall, and Daniel had become aware of another presence seconds too late. Vala suddenly froze, before jumping down from him and pulling back. Confused, Daniel tried to retain his hold on her.
“Huh?” Daniel intended to give Vala a look of curiosity, but it turned to horror when he saw that she had removed the zat from around his waist, and now had it pointed in his direction.
“Tell me what you have done with Daniel Jackson of earth,” she said, her voice hard as steel.
“What!” Daniel took a step back, raising his arms in a show of innocence. “Look, I don’t know who you think I am, but there has been a big mistake here.”
“Yes,” said Vala. “You’ve made a big mistake.”
Daniel opened his mouth, but before he could protest again, his world went black as he was hit with the zat gun’s blast.
( Part 4 )
Daniel stumbled a little as they headed out of the bar and back towards the ship he’d seen her at earlier. One of Vala’s hands was around his waist, and had slipped just slightly under his waistband. Of course, Daniel’s hand around her shoulders was managing to graze her chest, just a little. Even though this was Vala, Daniel couldn’t shake the feeling of not wanting to be too forward. I shouldn’t have had that much to drink.
Daniel had, of course, ordered himself a second beer with her drink, to keep up appearances. He hadn’t meant to finish it, but it had seemed the only escape from her relentless distractions. When she had offered him a sip of the third drink she had, that naturally evolved into sharing the rest of it. The crisp night air seemed to be sharpening his senses, at least. Night? Noticing he could see stars in the skies, Daniel wondered just how long they’d been in the bar. It had been barely twilight before he’d entered.
“So what was this place, anyhow, before it became the best trading post in the galaxy?”
From the amused look Vala gave him, Daniel suspected he may have been slurring his words slightly. Right, and don’t you think a real trader would already know the answer to that question? Especially one who claimed to be so knowledgeable on ancient history? Well, you’re supposed to be knowledgeable about ancient history, yet you never did find that out. Why was that, again?
Vala, apparently, was also no stranger to history, because she actually began answering his question. “The city was the home of a minor goa’uld, who fell from his stature completely when he decided to ally himself with his human followers to gain more treasures. The system lords eventually decided to make an example of him, and destroyed him, but the city lived on. At first, I don’t think the goa’uld realized that the city was only growing since they took out its leader. Now, of course, there are just enough weapons and ships around here to be too annoying for them to bother with at this point.”
It was a strange sort of role reversal, because while Vala was telling her story, Daniel couldn’t seem to keep his hands to himself. He pulled her closer into his arms, and even dropped a kiss on top of her hair at one point. There was a strange queasiness in his stomach that he thought might be because this charade was almost over. Either that or he really had had too much to drink.
His musings were cut short when Vala suddenly spun him around, throwing herself up against a wall, pulling his head down to meet hers in a searing kiss. Daniel was on his guard instantly, steeling himself for a kick, a slap, any sort of shooting pain. It was because of this that he cried out so loudly when she bit down on his lip. After a couple of seconds, he realized that he should probably be responding to the beautiful woman who wanted to make out with him. To stay in character, of course.
Deepening the kiss, he combed his fingers through her hair, tugging a little when he met the resistance of the pins holding it up. He sighed happily when at least some of them came undone easily, letting his hand continue to stroke through the tangles he had created. When she raked her nails across his scalp and down the back of his neck, he growled into her mouth, and pushed her further back into the wall, wondering but not really caring why she had given him dominance.
Daniel was turned on, and he really wasn’t even bothering to deny it. He felt Vala’s knee start to lift, and for a moment he panicked, ready to leap back if he needed to. When she wrapped the leg around the back of his thigh, pulling him in even closer to her, he dragged his lips away from her mouth, never losing the taste of her skin until he found the pulse point on her neck. There, he stayed for awhile, her now loose hair tickling his nose as he let himself have just a brief moment lost to the desire she had stirred up in him from their very first meeting. When she cried out, he felt a greater sense of victory than he had since the day they had activated the ancient chair.
Daniel cupped one hand around her face, his thumb under her chin even as his fingers were still buried in her hair. He let the other slide down to the exposed skin between the her shirt and pants. He looked right into her stormy eyes, amazed to see more than a hint of vulnerability in them.
“You’re just full of surprises, aren’t you handsome?” Her voice was soft, hesitant even, and Daniel couldn’t help but lean in to plant one more soft kiss on her lips.
“We should probably keep heading back to your ship, Vala.”
As he was looking directly into her eyes, Daniel couldn’t miss the brief moment of uncertainty - it couldn’t be fear - in her eyes.
“You’re probably right, Hans,” she said in that same soft voice as before. “We should head back,” a pause, “to my ship.”
Daniel noticed that Vala seemed to shiver slightly as they continued walking. Feeling quite warm himself after all that excitement, he slipped out of his jacket without thinking, and put it around Vala’s shoulders, giving them a squeeze as he did. She turned and looked at him questioningly.
“You looked cold,” he shrugged, kissing her forehead before leaving one arm around her shoulders as they walked. She seemed to huddle into the jacket, leaving Daniel curious again at this seemingly vulnerable side of her. His doubts from earlier reared up again Am I wrong to be tricking her like this? Should I just tell her the truth, and ask if there’s anyway she’d be willing to help? No. I tried that already. She’s still looking out for herself, she just thinks she needs me, and figures she’ll have some fun at the same time. Still, Daniel was beginning to get a sinking feeling at the bottom of his stomach that there might have been a better option - that maybe he took things too far.
When they reached the ship, Vala pulled away slightly, although she did leave a hand on his arm.
“Would you give me a minute?” She smiled coyly.
Daniel nodded, finding himself reluctant to lose contact with her. Over the course of the evening, he’d gotten used to the roaming and resting of her hands on his body. He should probably check in with SG-7, anyhow. He knew they were already way behind the original schedule.
“I don’t know,” Daniel flirted shamelessly. “Do you promise to only be a minute?”
Only after she disappeared into the ship did Daniel realize that she still wore his jacket. Where his radio was still hidden. Oh well, she wouldn’t find it unless she went looking for it. Daniel frowned. Vala just might do that. Oh well, it was hardly an odd thing to be carrying around. SG-7 knew not to contact him on it, until he called them. He hoped they wouldn’t think he needed rescuing or something like that, just because things were taking longer than expected.
“Psst, Jackson.”
Daniel spun around to see Naismith standing in the shadows ten feet away. Well, at least he hadn’t called on the radio…
“What are you doing here?” Daniel couldn’t help but let his annoyance color the tone of his voice.
Naismith raised an eyebrow. “I’ve been tailing you two since you left the bar. When you didn’t check in on time, I headed over there, and saw you were still talking with her.”
“Yes, well, things took longer than I expected. She’s about to come back out to let me on the ship, so you need to leave.”
“Great! I can take her down as she’s coming out of the ship, and then we can both go in to grab the tiles.”
“No!” Daniel said a louder than he’d intended to. Wait, why did I say that? “I mean, I don’t think that would be the best idea at this point.”
The look Naismith gave him said everything necessary about what he thought was the best idea at this point. A half-formed explanation came to mind, and Daniel launched into it as if it had been his plan all along. Which it obviously had been on a subconscious level.
“She knows I can speak Ancient. I think I might be able to convince her I’ll help to translate the tiles. If I can get her to show them to me in the right order, it’ll save me countless hours later. It’ll probably take awhile, though, so when you go, don’t expect me to check in right away.”
“Don’t wait up? Jackson, Daniel Jackson is here to work his charms?” Naismith was clearly still skeptical. “Look, are you sure that’s the best plan… ”
“It is. Trust me.”
“Ok, I believe you Jackson. About that kiss back there, though…”
“She kissed me! I was just trying to gain her trust!” Daniel spit out very quickly, and again, louder than necessary.
“What? Oh, whatever you say… No, I was going to tell you - I think she was hiding from someone. There were several people on the streets at the time, so I don’t know who, but…”
Daniel heard the door to the ship opening.
“Go!” He tried to keep his voice to a whisper this time.
Daniel beamed a big smile, trying hard not to look like he’d just held a conversation moments earlier as Vala stepped towards him.
“I was beginning to think you’d decided you didn’t want me to come in,” he said with a mock pout.
Vala grinned, and she hooked her fingers into the belt loops of his pants, using them to pull Daniel back into the ship. “I don’t think you know just how much I want you to come on board this ship.”
Daniel let himself be led in, and tried not to think about how Naismith was probably still watching them.
“I have a feeling you’re about to show me, though…” He tried for a lighthearted tone, but he had a feeling it just came across as nervous.
“Handsome, I promise you, you’re about to see things you can’t even imagine.”
They barely made it in the ship before Vala spun him around with another dizzying kiss. She pushed him back until he felt the uneven wall of the ships hall behind his back. Daniel gripped her waist and it occurred to him that she probably wouldn’t appreciate it if he stopped her to ask if she needed his help translating anything at the moment. Then Vala’s hand snaked under his shirt to begin kneading the muscles of his back, and all rational thought slipped away.
She had tied her hair up in a ponytail while she was on the ship. As cute as Daniel found it, he decided it needed to go, so he once again combed his fingers through her hair to free it. Between the feel of her hair in his fingers, and the continuing assault of her tongue in his mouth, Daniel was surprised by the sound of his shirt ripping. He broke the kiss long enough to look down questioningly at his now bare chest.
Vala made a poor attempt to look innocent, biting her lip before saying, “Oops,” in a voice without an ounce of apology in it.
Daniel’s grin was wicked, and he let the remains of his now ruined shirt drop to the floor. He threaded their fingers together and pushed back from the wall to spin her around, pinning her hands above her head. He couldn’t let her decide the next move. What he hadn’t counted on the way she would feel pressed up against his bare skin, or the way the cool air flowing through a ventilation shaft near them would send rather pleasant shivers through his body. So much for staying in control. Daniel froze with his lips hovering above hers, while every other possible inch of their bodies were pressed together.
What am I doing?
Vala grinned, and her eyes questioning his, as if unsure why he was stopping. Daniel wondered how far he would really take this. He could - should - stun her right now. He should have let Naismith stun her earlier. What did he think he was gaining through all of this?
And again his attempts to regain focus were curtailed when Vala lost patience, and leaned forward to steal the kiss Daniel had hesitated to give her. She bit down lightly on his bottom lip, not letting him break the kiss as she leaned her head back against the wall. Determined not to lose control, Daniel returned the kiss with fervor, making sure to keep a tight grip on her hands, vainly hoping that his assault her would somehow be less consuming than her attacks on his sanity.
Daniel felt the muscles in his arms strain as Vala, using his grip on her for leverage, braced her back against the wall and managed to wrap both legs around his waist. The force of supporting Vala’s full weight caused him to stagger backwards for a moment, before adjusting his hold and slamming her into the wall.
Vala’s responded by trailing kisses away from Daniel’s mouth, across his chin, all down his neck, stopping for awhile at the place it met his shoulder, before continuing her barrage on his shoulder. Her neck twisted as she moved her treacherous mouth up his arm, and that’s when it all became too much, and he relaxed the grip he had on her arms. Vala seized this advantage immediately, wrapping her arms under his and up again so that her hands gripped the back of his neck, and pulled him, once again, into a kiss, pushing forward from the wall.
Daniel wrapped his arms around her to stop them both from hurtling down to the ground. As it was, every twist of her body, every new thrust she put into the kiss, was causing Daniel to take uneven steps, sometimes forwards, sometimes backwards. He was reasonably sure they were heading further and further into the ship, presumably towards her personal quarters, although who knew if Vala would think that was necessary. As Daniel’s willpower was being broken down, he was starting not to care where they ended up, just so long as they ended up there soon. He began to wonder who would know if he... skimmed over some parts of the mission in his report, for the sake of brevity.
“Please remove your hands and lips from my mate, human.” It was the voice of a goa’uld, and when Daniel turned, he saw a hand device poised and aiming in his direction.
They had just turned a corner in the hall, and Daniel had become aware of another presence seconds too late. Vala suddenly froze, before jumping down from him and pulling back. Confused, Daniel tried to retain his hold on her.
“Huh?” Daniel intended to give Vala a look of curiosity, but it turned to horror when he saw that she had removed the zat from around his waist, and now had it pointed in his direction.
“Tell me what you have done with Daniel Jackson of earth,” she said, her voice hard as steel.
“What!” Daniel took a step back, raising his arms in a show of innocence. “Look, I don’t know who you think I am, but there has been a big mistake here.”
“Yes,” said Vala. “You’ve made a big mistake.”
Daniel opened his mouth, but before he could protest again, his world went black as he was hit with the zat gun’s blast.
( Part 4 )