Fic: Absolutely Not (Sam/Jack)
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xfirefly9xTitle: Absolutely Not
Fandom: Stargate SG-1
Characters: Sam/Jack
Prompt: #025 Right now
Word Count: 142
Rating: T+
Summary: "You know what? Right now I don't care. Right now, you have absolutely no power over me whatsoever. Not one little bit."
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50_prompts. 17/8/08.
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obsessed_psyco.
"But, sir!"
"You know what? Right now I don't care. Right now, you have absolutely no power over me, whatsoever. Not one little bit."
Sam offers a soft smile on the edge of innocent and utterly seductive, and it almost undoes him. She twirls a strand of hair around her finger and stares at him from behind big blue eyes.
Her eyes are so blue, he finds himself thinking. So. Damn. Blue.
Damn it!
"No! Absolutely not! I won't say it again, Carter!"
She pouts and it is his undoing.
"I mean, I...you...what if someone walks in?"
Her lips crash into his, taking his indecision as an invitation. She slams him into the wall and his question hangs in the air, forgotten, until they break for air.
Sam grins at him, an evil cunning grin. "Right now?" she says. "I don't care."
Fandom: Stargate SG-1
Characters: Sam/Jack
Prompt: #025 Right now
Word Count: 142
Rating: T+
Summary: "You know what? Right now I don't care. Right now, you have absolutely no power over me whatsoever. Not one little bit."
Notes: Written for
50_prompts. 17/8/08.Beta:
obsessed_psyco."But, sir!"
"You know what? Right now I don't care. Right now, you have absolutely no power over me, whatsoever. Not one little bit."
Sam offers a soft smile on the edge of innocent and utterly seductive, and it almost undoes him. She twirls a strand of hair around her finger and stares at him from behind big blue eyes.
Her eyes are so blue, he finds himself thinking. So. Damn. Blue.
Damn it!
"No! Absolutely not! I won't say it again, Carter!"
She pouts and it is his undoing.
"I mean, I...you...what if someone walks in?"
Her lips crash into his, taking his indecision as an invitation. She slams him into the wall and his question hangs in the air, forgotten, until they break for air.
Sam grins at him, an evil cunning grin. "Right now?" she says. "I don't care."
