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Jack/Daniel Kinkathon


Entries must feature the Jack/Daniel pairing in some way, but threesomes and moresomes are cool too, and so are J/D UST, post-breakup J/D, etc.

For the purposes of this challenge, 'kink' is meant in both the dictionary sense of an unconventional sexual practice (however one defines 'conventional') and the fannish sense of a situation or trope that punches your particular buttons. [livejournal.com profile] eliade's List of Fan-fiction Kinks, Tropes, and Clichés is a great source of inspiration. So is the [livejournal.com profile] smutday comm (especially the art: and photography: tags). Also the kinks: tags at [livejournal.com profile] rounds_of_kink.

Post fics as comments to this entry.

You can title your fic, or use the prompt as the subject line, or use the kink as the subject line, or some combination of those.

If it's not clear from the prompt wording or fic title, PLEASE WARN FOR KINKS THAT POSE A REASONABLE RISK OF SQUICKING SOMEONE. In the subject line, if you can fit it, or at the very top of the comment. It's better to be courteous and overcautious than to upset someone. It's also nice to give yourself the freedom to go as far as you want to with your fic, secure in the knowledge that you provided a warning. We're here to have fun!


Some possible ways to handle the subject line (you don't have to do it exactly like this, just use your best judgment):

Breath-play
Kink/prompt by itself
Somebody needs a good spanking
Text of the prompt (tells reader it's a spanking fic)
An assignation in an SGC men's-room stall while Jack's invisible (watersports)
Text of the prompt + kink that might not be obvious from the prompt
Boundary Lines (Daniel asks Jack to wear his fingerless gloves) (knife-play, dubious consent)
Fic title + text of the prompt + kinks that aren't obvious from the prompt
Boundary Lines (noncon, erotic torture)
Fic title + kink warnings
Boundary Lines (multiple kinks)
Fic title + general warning (if the fic includes a bunch of kinks and you can't decide what's appropriate to warn for)
Boundary Lines (possible squick alert)
Fic title + general warning (if there's a good chance of squicking someone but you don't want to give away a twist)



Fic doesn't have to fit in one comment. Add more by replying to your original comment so that one link will bring up all the parts as a thread. Drabbles and microficlets are great too!

If you write something long or prefer to post to your journal, post a link to the fic as a comment to this entry (and please observe the warning courtesy then too, especially if you prefer not to warn in your journal).

Please write as many of the prompts as you're inspired to! You can also combine prompts, write the same prompt from different points of view -- whatever you come up with.

You don't have to use the prompts supplied. You can write your own kinky J/D scenario.

The unofficial deadline is December 1st, right after the Thanksgiving weekend in the U.S. The challenge will stay open until we hit the comment limit, but it won't be pimped out after the closing date, so make extra sure to let your flist know you've posted something new.

Prompts:


Bottom!Jack.

Coffee-snob!Daniel.

Wet!boys.

Wax-play.

Knife-play.

Breath-play.

Dirty talk.

Flaccid penis play.

Scar!fetish.

First-time D/s or bondage.

H/C after a nightmare.

Sleepy morning-sex.

Keeping warm in freezing temperatures.

The skin on skin warming technique used by special ops military members.

Fantasy play (cowboy scenarios, The Pharaoh and his slave, Doctor's orders ...).

Threesomes/moresomes (e.g. with Paul Davis, Ba'al, Rodney and/or John).

Obsession/fetish with hands.

Hands. Anything with hands.

Getting the other off only with his hands and no other contact.

Dubious consent.

Consensual rape.

Breakup sex.

You're-alive-again sex.

Please-stop-dying sex.

Sex in the gate room.

Also, sex on the briefing room table.

Sex in either of their offices.

Sex in a storage closet.

Accidental frottage in elevator.

An assignation in an SGC men's-room stall while Jack's invisible. The stall may or may not be surveilled.

Coming in their pants, while on base.

On a mission, in a tent.

Off-world sex in a body of water. (Breathplay optional)

Alien culture requires team be cleaned and oiled prior to meeting their leaders (per Jack's request, as in "take me to your..."), this includes body waxing.

Mutual hand-jobs in the front seat of Jack's truck, in a somewhat public place.

One discovers the other's proclivities, dubious consent.

One of them tries out a bdsm club or private party for the first time and finds the other (who's a regular in the local scene) there.

D/s or bondage discovery -- whether it's an accidental thing at home, whether one of them gathers the courage to ask, whether one is experienced and initiates the other, whether they both are experienced, whether they surprise each other in an exclusive club in Denver.

Daniel topping from bottom (Jack = service top).

Good clean nasty fun in the shower.

Daniel, Fruit Roll-Ups, and Jack...

Jack. Daniel. A hotel room. A callboy.

Jack. Daniel. A hotel room. A callgirl.

Daniel gets off on the domesticity of Jack shaving -- at home.

Daniel and Jack go shopping for sex toys on the Web.

Daniel and Jack go shopping for sex toys in a physical store.

Jack as a voyeur. (Either Daniel masturbating or with someone else.)

Jack watches Daniel get off to Daniel's favorite porn video.

They watch a video they recorded of themselves having sex.

What is Daniel using for inspiration when Jack catches him masturbating?

Daniel's a lot more alpha in bed than Jack expected.

Jack shaves Daniel from the waist down (or from the legs up).

The boys act out Jack's fantasy... via cybersex.

Sex while both blindfolded.

Jack in handcuffs.

Daniel in handcuffs.

Daniel asks Jack to wear his fingerless gloves.

Sometimes, in private, Daniel wears make-up. He's ready for Jack to know that (sex ensues of course).

Daniel acquires a coat of nail polish offworld and Jack's brain is filled with erotic images.

Plain. White. Briefs.

Daniel has a thing for Jack's dress blues.

Daniel's going commando and Jack's going crazy.

Their first time trying out a double-ended dildo.

Somebody needs a good spanking.

Daniel makes good on a promise to bring Jack to orgasm just by talking up against his ear.

Daniel holding a full cup of coffee while Jack works his evil way with him...let's see if his spills any. Oh, and Daniel's standing up...

Dom!Jack has one of his (Dom) friends over and decides to show off/share sub!Daniel.

Jack flips out a little when he finds out Daniel slept with Cameron--marking/claiming.


Have fun, and thanks for playing!

From: [identity profile] chattycatsmeow.livejournal.com
"Carter? You running away from home?" Frowning, Jack backed farther into the elevator.

In front of him, Daniel barely looked up from his notes as Sam trundled the first extra large alien...doohickey? gadget? whatever the hell that was...into the elevator.

"Sorry guys." She sounded a little breathless from pushing a machine that was almost as tall as she was and several feet wide along each side. Teal'c was pushing what looked like its twin. Both machines were strapped to casters for the move.

Jack reached out and dragged Daniel back to stand directly in front of him, giving Sam and Teal'c the space they needed to wedge into the elevator. Daniel and Jack were both occupying the minute space at left rear of the elevator car while Sam and Teal'c were crushed together at the front right where the control panel was. Sam's machines were crammed up against Daniel, who merely used the nearest one as a platform for his notes and continued reading, seemingly unaware that his ass was mashed up against Jack's crotch.

"The move from storage to my lab would take twice as long if we went over to the service elevators," explained Sam as Teal'c hit the button for her level. "I know it's a little crowded, but it's just for a few minutes." Unable to turn around to face them as she spoke, she tossed an apologetic smile at them over her shoulder.

Crowded? The car was way past crowded, especially in the area around Jack's groin. There was pressure and...jostling. Rubbing, even. The exquisite friction of Daniel's pert ass sliding across Jack's groin was arousing in the extreme. Jack felt his cock swell and thanked his lucky stars that his over-blouse would hide the erection. Trapped as he was between the walls of the elevator, the alien machine and Daniel, there was nowhere Jack could go to avoid that touch and frankly it was taking all his will power not to thrust. He felt himself break out in a sweat as he fought to keep his breathing under control, too.

It was the longest damn elevator ride in the history of ever.

The ding announcing they were at Sam's level was a beautiful sound. Jack managed to eke out a few more minutes of patience as Sam and Teal'c maneuvered the awkward cargo out of the elevator and headed toward her lab, just a couple of doors down the hall. Jack kept his hand on the "open doors" button a few seconds longer than he needed to. Once Sam and Teal'c were well on their way, Jack grabbed Daniel's arm and hauled him out of the elevator.

"Hey!" protested Daniel. "This isn't our - "

Jack clapped his hand over Daniel's mouth and dragged him down the hallway. The other half of SG-1 was still in the corridor, just making the turn into the lab and Jack was trying to be sneaky. He and Daniel were headed toward Sam's lab, but they wouldn't be going that far. There was a storeroom right next to her lab which didn't show up on any security cameras. Quickly, Jack pushed Daniel into the storage room and turned on the light. He locked the door as he slammed Daniel up against it and kissed him. Hard.
From: [identity profile] chattycatsmeow.livejournal.com
Daniel clutched his notebook tightly as he pushed Jack away. "On base?" he hissed in a whisper. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Jesus, Daniel," griped Jack in a low voice as he lifted his shirt to show off the outline of his erection, "have you no shame? Blatantly feeling me up with your ass right in front of Carter and T-man!"

"ME? You stuck your crotch on my ass," complained Daniel.

"You rubbed your ass on my crotch!"

"You're the one who put me there. YOU pulled me in front of you like that."

"Well, you didn't have to wiggle."

"I was trying to move away from you, to...to...to put as much distance between us I could."

The intense whispers were starting to increase in volume.

"Yeah, well you suck at it," Jack accused.

"Oh god," whimpered Daniel, "don't say suck."

Jack grabbed Daniel's hand and shoved it down his pants where it automatically wrapped around Jack's hard-on. "Fuck, yeah," groaned Jack. "Do me with your hand." His hips pushed forward into Daniel's grip. As Jack reached for Daniel's pants for a little reciprocity, there was a commotion outside.

"General Hammond!" Sam chirped loudly in the hallway near their door. "Hi! Hello, sir, General Hammond, sir!"

"Major." Hammond spoke slowly and Jack could visualize the assessing look the general must be giving Sam. "Have you seen Colonel O'Neill?"

"He's not in the storage closet with Daniel, that's for sure!" Sam's voice was overly cheerful and just this side of deranged.

There was a long pause then Teal'c's deep voice, slow and measured, suggested, "Earlier today, O'Neill spoke of a desire to visit the weapons range. Perhaps he is there."

Another pause. Sam, bless her heart, was the world's crappiest liar which probably had the General's bullshit meter twanging like guide wire in a windstorm. On the other end of the spectrum was Teal'c who could tell you day was night which such sincerity you'd look at the sun and remark how bright the moon was. Finally, Hammond said, "Thank you, Teal'c. I'll look for him there. If you should happen to see him, please remind him that he was to meet with me in the armory to discuss that new weapons system."

After Hammond's footsteps faded into the distance there was a brisk knock on the door followed by Teal'c's voice. "I would advise you to make haste. General Hammond will not be deterred for long."

Daniel looked too mortified to speak, so Jack gave it a shot. He had to clear his throat and start over. "Uh, yeah, thanks big guy. We'll, um, we'll be right out." Jack pulled away from Daniel's lax hand and started putting himself back together. Daniel did the same.

As he buttoned his fly, Jack asked, "What's that fancy chocolate Carter likes?"

"Godiva." Daniel tried to smooth out the notebook pages he had crumpled.

"Right." Jack straightened his blouse. "Let's get her the biggest box they have."

"And for Teal'c?" Daniel no longer looked like he was about to be debauched, but was his usual self again.

"Dinner at that new place with the mechanical bull riding." Jack unlocked the door to the closet. "Let this be a lesson to you about starting things on base."

A slight breeze was the only warning Jack got as Daniel smacked him in back of the head with the notebook.

FINIS
From: [identity profile] whisper99.livejournal.com
ROTFLMAO!! You made me snort water out my nose!! LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!
Edited Date: 2008-11-03 04:22 am (UTC)
sid: (Daniel elevator)
From: [personal profile] sid
*makes note to add coitus interruptus to future kink lists*

Slug him harder, Daniel! :-D
From: [identity profile] chattycatsmeow.livejournal.com
Hey - it's not too late for you to write that for THIS kinkathon.

::checks watch::

You done yet? :D
ext_3999: (Lick Teal'c)
From: [identity profile] discodiva76.livejournal.com
*giggles*.....Naughty boys - and god bless Sam for trying...*snortle*....Teal'c is of course "da man"...


Deeds xx
From: [identity profile] chattycatsmeow.livejournal.com
I have so much love for Teal'c. He is always ultra cool.
From: [identity profile] msbeata.livejournal.com
Oh that was too funny.

Dear ol' George, he's such a trooper.
From: [identity profile] chattycatsmeow.livejournal.com
Hee! George knows they're up to something but he's willing to let it slide.
From: [identity profile] happydog57.livejournal.com
"ME? You stuck your crotch on my ass," complained Daniel.

"You rubbed your ass on my crotch!"


"Hey, you got chocolate in my peanut butter!"
"You got peanut butter on my chocolate!"

Oops, I'm dating myself here. LOL. Thanks for a good chuckle for the start of what's going to be a hard day for me. :D


From: [identity profile] chattycatsmeow.livejournal.com
LOL! I thought the same thing when I did the re-read right before posting. :D

Hope your day got better.
paian: blank white (bra'tac heee)
From: [personal profile] paian
And if they hadn't taken the time to bicker about it, they might have been done before they were interrupted! Or much farther along, which would have made it even worse. So it either serves them right or it saved them. Heh.

Adorable fic! Love that you came up with the machinery as a way of crowding the elevator, and brought Carter and Teal'c and Hammond into it. And I love Daniel using the machine as a place to brace his notes, without blinking an eye.
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From: [identity profile] lavenderlocks.livejournal.com
Awwwwww you can just feel Sam going red. And Teal'c - how much cooler can that man be?

Superb voices, hilarious scenario - thank you
From: [identity profile] perfica.livejournal.com
Blatantly feeling me up with your ass right in front of Carter and T-man!

I can so see Jack saying this :D
From: [identity profile] antares04a.livejournal.com
*lol* That was very nice and made me smile.
But Sam has still to work on her technique to tell a believable lie. *lol*
So good Hammond knows when to follow Tealc's suggestions.
ext_2584: (Default)
From: [identity profile] writinginct.livejournal.com
This was great, just great! I'm still chuckling over that last line.

And I loved this bit- It was the longest damn elevator ride in the history of ever.



ext_28871: (SG-1 Team (Toon))
From: [identity profile] tigerlilly2063.livejournal.com
Mwaaaahhhhhh...
Thinking they're sneaky, but totally failing, on-base crotch-rubbing FTW!!! :D

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