When the Jaffa appears unexpectedly, Jack's hand covers Daniel's mouth, pressing back a sound he hadn't been planning to make. Jack's palm is dust-gritted, sweat-slicked and brutal. Daniel's lips are sandwiched between it and his teeth and he can taste the sweet seep of blood from his crushed skin.


Daniel swirls a defiant lick against the hot, hard skin. Jack doesn't make a sound, but his body jerks and his hand starts to move away.

Daniel's hand covers it, shoves it against his bleeding lip and licks Jack's palm until his tongue is dry and Jack's learned his lesson.

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