Title:	'Q&A', a Jack/Daniel triple drabble, R
Topics:	drabble, fic, j/d, slash
Date:	2008-12-28 @ 06:02 pm
Security:	public
Mood:	anxious

melayneseahawk

tesserae

Q&A

Jack scrubs an agitated hand through his hair. “What exactly do you want?”

It isn’t the first time he’s asked that question. The first time, the answer was, “You,” and a thrill skittered down Jack’s spine at the heat in Daniel’s eyes.

After Daniel descended the answer was, “Us,” and Jack knew he meant more to Daniel than he’d realized. Daniel wanted to recapture what they’d been to each other. Jack was something more than an object or an outlet or a project. Maybe one day he’d learn exactly what he was to Daniel. Maybe Daniel would even tell him.

Maybe pigs will fly.

Now, standing in Jack’s kitchen, Daniel’s answer is, “I want you to take the Washington job.”

Daniel never interferes in Jack’s career. Jack doesn’t need his permission to accept a promotion.

This is Daniel sending him away.

“So, it’s over?”

Daniel steps in close, eyes glittering. He slides his hand around Jack’s throat and applies mild pressure. “It’s not over unless I say it’s over.”

Jack feels arousal swirl, low in his belly. He takes in a breath through his nose and smells Daniel’s aftershave, the one Jack gave him last birthday. He shudders and begins to harden. “Okay. Just checking.” He licks his lips.  Waits.

Daniel’s hand tightens. “It’s never going to be over, Jack. Just so you know.” He releases his grip.  His hand moves to Jack’s shoulder, fingers tapping. 

Jack hurries to reply, letting all his relief show in his face and eyes. “That’s good to know.”  And if Daniel wants to read love into that….

“I’d keep you here if we didn’t need you there.” Daniel pulls him in tight, speaks gruffly into his ear. “I’ll miss you.”

“Likewise,” Jack gasps, as his hips begin to grind out his impossible, uncontrollable need.