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heh..I feel bad leaving you all hanging while I fight with my muses..grr..but I was bitten by a very vicious bunny...heh...a smut one!..So enjoy..while I go try to whump on my fav girl..*whimper*
Title: A Little TLC
Author: elfcat255
Pairing: Sam/Janet
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: The Curse--yes I actually wrote something sorta episodic
Warnings: see the rating...naked women ahead...heh
AN: Now that this bunny has been put to rest I go work on "Coming Home" update now..toodles!(heh...there was a reason I made that icon this morning...muhahhaha!)
Her luggage landed on the floor with a dull thud; she limped to the bed and fell across it, rolling over to stare at the ceiling. As her eyes focused on the dimpled texture, she tried to ignore the aches coming from every muscle and bone in her body; not to mention the sand she had in places it didn’t belong.
“How the hell do they function after being blasted with those damn hand devices?” she muttered at the ceiling.
She raised an arm to pull off her cap, “Ow…ow…dammit,” she groaned but managed to get it done and just left her arm lying across her forehead.
The trio drove back to Cairo as fast as possible; she kept Steven stabilized until they reached a hospital and once there let the doctor on call take over. Sam and Daniel stayed to tell the authorities the fabricated story they came up with to cover up the real reason for the man’s injuries. She readily agreed with Sam’s suggestion that she go on ahead to the hotel room they booked when arriving in Egypt.
Now that she was in the room and lying on the bed Janet did not think she could move any further. She heard the key in the lock and then the door opened; out of the corner of her eye, she saw Sam walk into the room, closing the door behind her. Her partner let her own bags fall to the floor and soon joined her on the bed.
Sam lay on her side, head propped up by her elbow; she lifted Janet’s arm up until she could see the doctor’s face, “How do you feel?”
Janet groaned, “Like I’ve been trampled by elephants, hit by a bus and then thrown into a brick wall,” she turned her head to look up at Sam, “How can you still be moving?”
Sam grinned, “You get used the effects after awhile; whenever I see that red light aimed my way I relax my body automatically now, softens the blow.”
Janet just groaned again, “How was Steven and did they buy the story?”
“He was stable when we left and yes they bought the story; Daniel could talk a snake out of it’s skin if he wanted to,” Janet groaned at the mention of snakes, “oops…wrong euphemism to use …sorry,” said Sam as she rolled off the bed.
“Where are you going?” the doctor asked.
“To run you a hot bath; why do you think I spend so much time in the whirlpool after some missions?” said her partner as she disappeared into the bathroom.
Janet heard the sound of water running and she slowly rolled onto her side, using her arm to push herself up until she could sit on the edge of the bed.
That was the extent of her movement; she just sat there until Sam walked back into the room, having already stripped out of her own dirty clothes.
Her now nude partner walked over and pulled her up from the bed then guided her to the bathroom. Janet let out a gasp as she entered the room; it was huge. Not only was there a separate shower but the tub was large and deep enough for both of them to fit in comfortably.
“Wow,” she muttered.
Sam laughed as she started removing Janet’s shirt, “You can thank Daniel for this tomorrow; he was the one who suggested this hotel.”
Janet leaned against the vanity countertop allowing her partner to remove her shoes, followed by the rest of her clothing. Sam moved to turn off the water filling the tub and Janet started to move towards it but she was directed to the shower first.
“No sense in wasting a perfectly good tub of water by filling it with sand; we shower first and then move to the tub,” she said as they entered the glass stall.
Sam turned on the shower, letting it warm up some and then moved them both under the stream of water; she kept Janet’s body close, running her hands along the soft curves, washing off the dirt and grit.
Janet moaned softly, “Oh this is so not fair,” she said letting her head fall back to lie on Sam’s shoulder.
“What’s not fair?” asked Sam as she nuzzled the curve of Janet’s neck and began planting soft kisses along the top of her shoulder.
“You doing this…now, when it feels like all the muscles in my body are on fire,” replied Janet and then she moaned as Sam’s hands brushed over her breasts, teasing her erect nipples.
“Who said you had to move?” Sam whispered into her ear.
Turning them around so she could wash off, Sam held onto her partner’s body, her hands never stopping their movements. Keeping an arm around Janet’s waist, hand resting on her hip, she reached behind her with the free hand and turned off the shower. Opening the door, she moved them as one towards the tub, its water still steaming. Coaxing Janet to step in, she lowered them both into the hot water; settling the doctor’s small frame against her own long form, until Janet lay nestled between her legs resting comfortably in her grip.
“Ahhhh….I’m in heaven,” moaned Janet as she lay back against Sam’s chest, the hot water enveloping her body.
“No…not yet,” came the whispered comment from Sam.
Sam reached to pick up a bottle of soap and a sponge; she squeezed some of the liquid out and worked it into a rich lather. The rich woodsy aroma of sandalwood permeated the steam-filled air around them. She began running the sponge along the top of Janet’s thighs and then her arms, moving in slow but firm strokes to ease the tension in the tightened muscles. She slowly sat up, carrying the smaller body with her as she rose, gripping Janet around the waist Sam leaned her forward to work on her back. As she moved the sponge in tight circles, massaging the knots from the smooth skin Janet’s head began to nod.
“If you keep that up, I’m going to fall asleep,” the doctor mumbled.
Sam used the sponge to rinse off the soap and then lay a trail of soft kisses along the large bruise forming in between her partner’s shoulder blades, “I…can’t…have…that…happening,” she said softly punctuating each word with a kiss. She leant back pulling Janet with her and applied more soap to the sponge.
Janet lay with her head on Sam’s shoulder, eyes closed, savoring the heat from the hot water and the gentle but firm movements of the sponge wielded by her partner. The tension slowly drained from her aching muscles as the sponge traveled from the curves of her neck down to trail across her chest and stomach.
Sighing, she mumbled, “Maybe I should get hurt more often; you’re very good at this,” and then turned her head to place a kiss on the underside of Sam’s jaw.
“Oh…I don’t think so; having you injured is not something I want to happen again. As for being good at this…I had an excellent teacher, she taught me everything I know,” was Sam’s soft reply as she rinsed the soap from Janet’s upper body.
“Mmmm…uh huh…,” murmured Janet, as she felt the water pour over her body, “Are you finished? I don’t want to move.”
Sam trailed her fingers up her partner’s arms and then traced them along Janet’s collarbone, stopping to massage the muscles running from her neck to shoulder; ”No…I’m not finished yet,” she whispered in Janet’s ear, nuzzling the lobe and the area just below.
A small moan escaped from Janet’s lips as Sam worked her way along the curve of her jaw then back down to her neck, leaving a trail of kisses and soft nips. While Sam’s lips were busy exploring the doctor’s neck and shoulders; her hands roamed under the water stroking up and down along the curves of Janet’s sides and hips; slowly traveling over her stomach.
Janet gasped when her partner’s hands moved to cup her breasts, thumbs brushing over her hardened nipples. She moaned when those same thumbs and fingers captured her nipples pinching them slightly. As the slow torture continued on her chest, she reached a hand up behind Sam’s neck and pulled her head away from its ministrations to meet her own; capturing her torturer’s lips in a slow, long kiss, tongues dueling for possession of each other’s mouths.
Janet removed her hand from Sam’s neck and moved it to one of the hands toying with her breasts; grasping it, she began pulling it under the water. Sam broke the kiss, “What do you think you’re doing?”
“Stop teasing me,” Janet growled her voice growing husky.
Sam grinned, “Not teasing…relaxing you.”
Janet groaned, “If I were anymore relaxed I’d be jell-o.”
Sam laughed at the remark but let Janet pull the hand underwater to rest on the curve of her hip. She shifted slightly, positioning them better in the tub.
Sam slowly moved her hand from its place on the hip to brush along her partner’s inner thigh, while continuing to fondle the breast held in her other hand.
Janet gasped as fingers trailed over folds already sensitized by the hot water, her hips bucked as Sam’s thumb slid over her clit, massaging it in slow circles. Moaning deep within her chest she began moving her hips, slowly to the rhythm Sam was setting. When she felt first one then another finger enter, she arched, head thrown back stretching the tendons in her neck as it lay on the shoulder of her partner.
Sam took advantage of the position and latched lips onto her favorite spot just below Janet’s jaw. She increased the steady pace of her fingers, thrusting to meet the slow movements of Janet’s hips, her own moving in time with them as well.
Janet’s breaths were coming in gasps now, small moans echoed from the walls around them as her hips increased their upward motion. She felt Sam’s movements against her grow faster and they both rocked gently in the water. As their pace intensified Sam thrust the two fingers within Janet faster, moving her thumb to circle her partners stiffening clit, she felt the body atop hers begin to tremble as climax approached; she increased her movements until she too felt close to her own.
Janet let out a strangled cry of, “Ohhh…Sammmm!” as she crashed over the edge, waves of pleasure radiating through her lower body. She turned her head, meeting Sam’s lips with her own in a crushing kiss as the hips beneath her thrust one more time until she too trembled from release. The kiss deepened as they shared in the warm afterglow of their pleasure.
Sam slowly ended the kiss, nipping at the lips of her partner and then placing a kiss on her forehead as Janet rested her head on Sam’s chest. They held onto one another, floating in the cooling water.
Sam heard Janet mumble something, “What was that?”
Janet looked up at her, “I said I’m definitely jell-o now.”
Sam laughed loudly as she reached a foot up to turn on the hot water. There was no way either of them were moving for a while might as well be comfortable.
Title: A Little TLC
Author: elfcat255
Pairing: Sam/Janet
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: The Curse--yes I actually wrote something sorta episodic
Warnings: see the rating...naked women ahead...heh
AN: Now that this bunny has been put to rest I go work on "Coming Home" update now..toodles!(heh...there was a reason I made that icon this morning...muhahhaha!)
Her luggage landed on the floor with a dull thud; she limped to the bed and fell across it, rolling over to stare at the ceiling. As her eyes focused on the dimpled texture, she tried to ignore the aches coming from every muscle and bone in her body; not to mention the sand she had in places it didn’t belong.
“How the hell do they function after being blasted with those damn hand devices?” she muttered at the ceiling.
She raised an arm to pull off her cap, “Ow…ow…dammit,” she groaned but managed to get it done and just left her arm lying across her forehead.
The trio drove back to Cairo as fast as possible; she kept Steven stabilized until they reached a hospital and once there let the doctor on call take over. Sam and Daniel stayed to tell the authorities the fabricated story they came up with to cover up the real reason for the man’s injuries. She readily agreed with Sam’s suggestion that she go on ahead to the hotel room they booked when arriving in Egypt.
Now that she was in the room and lying on the bed Janet did not think she could move any further. She heard the key in the lock and then the door opened; out of the corner of her eye, she saw Sam walk into the room, closing the door behind her. Her partner let her own bags fall to the floor and soon joined her on the bed.
Sam lay on her side, head propped up by her elbow; she lifted Janet’s arm up until she could see the doctor’s face, “How do you feel?”
Janet groaned, “Like I’ve been trampled by elephants, hit by a bus and then thrown into a brick wall,” she turned her head to look up at Sam, “How can you still be moving?”
Sam grinned, “You get used the effects after awhile; whenever I see that red light aimed my way I relax my body automatically now, softens the blow.”
Janet just groaned again, “How was Steven and did they buy the story?”
“He was stable when we left and yes they bought the story; Daniel could talk a snake out of it’s skin if he wanted to,” Janet groaned at the mention of snakes, “oops…wrong euphemism to use …sorry,” said Sam as she rolled off the bed.
“Where are you going?” the doctor asked.
“To run you a hot bath; why do you think I spend so much time in the whirlpool after some missions?” said her partner as she disappeared into the bathroom.
Janet heard the sound of water running and she slowly rolled onto her side, using her arm to push herself up until she could sit on the edge of the bed.
That was the extent of her movement; she just sat there until Sam walked back into the room, having already stripped out of her own dirty clothes.
Her now nude partner walked over and pulled her up from the bed then guided her to the bathroom. Janet let out a gasp as she entered the room; it was huge. Not only was there a separate shower but the tub was large and deep enough for both of them to fit in comfortably.
“Wow,” she muttered.
Sam laughed as she started removing Janet’s shirt, “You can thank Daniel for this tomorrow; he was the one who suggested this hotel.”
Janet leaned against the vanity countertop allowing her partner to remove her shoes, followed by the rest of her clothing. Sam moved to turn off the water filling the tub and Janet started to move towards it but she was directed to the shower first.
“No sense in wasting a perfectly good tub of water by filling it with sand; we shower first and then move to the tub,” she said as they entered the glass stall.
Sam turned on the shower, letting it warm up some and then moved them both under the stream of water; she kept Janet’s body close, running her hands along the soft curves, washing off the dirt and grit.
Janet moaned softly, “Oh this is so not fair,” she said letting her head fall back to lie on Sam’s shoulder.
“What’s not fair?” asked Sam as she nuzzled the curve of Janet’s neck and began planting soft kisses along the top of her shoulder.
“You doing this…now, when it feels like all the muscles in my body are on fire,” replied Janet and then she moaned as Sam’s hands brushed over her breasts, teasing her erect nipples.
“Who said you had to move?” Sam whispered into her ear.
Turning them around so she could wash off, Sam held onto her partner’s body, her hands never stopping their movements. Keeping an arm around Janet’s waist, hand resting on her hip, she reached behind her with the free hand and turned off the shower. Opening the door, she moved them as one towards the tub, its water still steaming. Coaxing Janet to step in, she lowered them both into the hot water; settling the doctor’s small frame against her own long form, until Janet lay nestled between her legs resting comfortably in her grip.
“Ahhhh….I’m in heaven,” moaned Janet as she lay back against Sam’s chest, the hot water enveloping her body.
“No…not yet,” came the whispered comment from Sam.
Sam reached to pick up a bottle of soap and a sponge; she squeezed some of the liquid out and worked it into a rich lather. The rich woodsy aroma of sandalwood permeated the steam-filled air around them. She began running the sponge along the top of Janet’s thighs and then her arms, moving in slow but firm strokes to ease the tension in the tightened muscles. She slowly sat up, carrying the smaller body with her as she rose, gripping Janet around the waist Sam leaned her forward to work on her back. As she moved the sponge in tight circles, massaging the knots from the smooth skin Janet’s head began to nod.
“If you keep that up, I’m going to fall asleep,” the doctor mumbled.
Sam used the sponge to rinse off the soap and then lay a trail of soft kisses along the large bruise forming in between her partner’s shoulder blades, “I…can’t…have…that…happening,” she said softly punctuating each word with a kiss. She leant back pulling Janet with her and applied more soap to the sponge.
Janet lay with her head on Sam’s shoulder, eyes closed, savoring the heat from the hot water and the gentle but firm movements of the sponge wielded by her partner. The tension slowly drained from her aching muscles as the sponge traveled from the curves of her neck down to trail across her chest and stomach.
Sighing, she mumbled, “Maybe I should get hurt more often; you’re very good at this,” and then turned her head to place a kiss on the underside of Sam’s jaw.
“Oh…I don’t think so; having you injured is not something I want to happen again. As for being good at this…I had an excellent teacher, she taught me everything I know,” was Sam’s soft reply as she rinsed the soap from Janet’s upper body.
“Mmmm…uh huh…,” murmured Janet, as she felt the water pour over her body, “Are you finished? I don’t want to move.”
Sam trailed her fingers up her partner’s arms and then traced them along Janet’s collarbone, stopping to massage the muscles running from her neck to shoulder; ”No…I’m not finished yet,” she whispered in Janet’s ear, nuzzling the lobe and the area just below.
A small moan escaped from Janet’s lips as Sam worked her way along the curve of her jaw then back down to her neck, leaving a trail of kisses and soft nips. While Sam’s lips were busy exploring the doctor’s neck and shoulders; her hands roamed under the water stroking up and down along the curves of Janet’s sides and hips; slowly traveling over her stomach.
Janet gasped when her partner’s hands moved to cup her breasts, thumbs brushing over her hardened nipples. She moaned when those same thumbs and fingers captured her nipples pinching them slightly. As the slow torture continued on her chest, she reached a hand up behind Sam’s neck and pulled her head away from its ministrations to meet her own; capturing her torturer’s lips in a slow, long kiss, tongues dueling for possession of each other’s mouths.
Janet removed her hand from Sam’s neck and moved it to one of the hands toying with her breasts; grasping it, she began pulling it under the water. Sam broke the kiss, “What do you think you’re doing?”
“Stop teasing me,” Janet growled her voice growing husky.
Sam grinned, “Not teasing…relaxing you.”
Janet groaned, “If I were anymore relaxed I’d be jell-o.”
Sam laughed at the remark but let Janet pull the hand underwater to rest on the curve of her hip. She shifted slightly, positioning them better in the tub.
Sam slowly moved her hand from its place on the hip to brush along her partner’s inner thigh, while continuing to fondle the breast held in her other hand.
Janet gasped as fingers trailed over folds already sensitized by the hot water, her hips bucked as Sam’s thumb slid over her clit, massaging it in slow circles. Moaning deep within her chest she began moving her hips, slowly to the rhythm Sam was setting. When she felt first one then another finger enter, she arched, head thrown back stretching the tendons in her neck as it lay on the shoulder of her partner.
Sam took advantage of the position and latched lips onto her favorite spot just below Janet’s jaw. She increased the steady pace of her fingers, thrusting to meet the slow movements of Janet’s hips, her own moving in time with them as well.
Janet’s breaths were coming in gasps now, small moans echoed from the walls around them as her hips increased their upward motion. She felt Sam’s movements against her grow faster and they both rocked gently in the water. As their pace intensified Sam thrust the two fingers within Janet faster, moving her thumb to circle her partners stiffening clit, she felt the body atop hers begin to tremble as climax approached; she increased her movements until she too felt close to her own.
Janet let out a strangled cry of, “Ohhh…Sammmm!” as she crashed over the edge, waves of pleasure radiating through her lower body. She turned her head, meeting Sam’s lips with her own in a crushing kiss as the hips beneath her thrust one more time until she too trembled from release. The kiss deepened as they shared in the warm afterglow of their pleasure.
Sam slowly ended the kiss, nipping at the lips of her partner and then placing a kiss on her forehead as Janet rested her head on Sam’s chest. They held onto one another, floating in the cooling water.
Sam heard Janet mumble something, “What was that?”
Janet looked up at her, “I said I’m definitely jell-o now.”
Sam laughed loudly as she reached a foot up to turn on the hot water. There was no way either of them were moving for a while might as well be comfortable.
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