“Happy to oblige, milady.” Daniel kissed his way up Summers neck, her jaw, and finally chastely kissed her lips.
“Hey!” She swatted the back of his head. “Don’t do that, I hate that. I’m not that short. What the hell, Daniel?”
“Hey!” he rubbed the back of his head. “What do you mean, what the hell, Summer?”
“I mean, I say a silly thing, and you take me far more seriously than I expect!” She touched a hand to her mouth, eyes going slightly distant, before focusing back on him. “I … “
“Happy to oblige, milady.” Daniel kissed his way up Summers neck, her jaw, and finally chastely kissed her lips.
“Why, Doctor,” she thickened her southern accent and fluttered her hands in front of her face, “I had no idea you were such a gentleman!”
Daniel smiled down at the pretty young woman in his arms before he moved to catch her lips, his hands reaching up to frame her delicate face.
Summer’s hands hit his shoulders, surprised. She’d been teasing, pretty sure Daniel didn’t think of her that way. But damn, he was good at kissing; she slid her hands up into his hair and kissed him back.
Slowly, he pulled away and kissed her forehead. “I’m not that much of a gentleman.”
“Hey!” She swatted the back of his head. “Don’t do that, I hate that. I’m not that short. What the hell, Daniel?”
“Happy to oblige, milady.” Daniel kissed his way up Summers neck, her jaw, and finally chastely kissed her lips.
“Why, Doctor,” she thickened her southern accent and fluttered her hands in front of her face, “I had no idea you were such a gentleman!”
Daniel smiled down at the pretty young woman in his arms before he moved to catch her lips, his hands reaching up to frame her delicate face.
Summer’s hands hit his shoulders, surprised. She’d been teasing, pretty sure Daniel didn’t think of her that way. But damn, he was good at kissing; she slid her hands up into his hair and kissed him back.
Summer hadn’t even been paying a lot of attention to Daniel, just letting him prop himself up against her shoulder, so when he started snoring slightly, she was a bit startled. She looked down at his head against her shoulder, and a bemused smile crossed her face. Very gently, she slipped his glasses off, and lightly kissed the top of his head. “Silly Daniel,” she whispered.
He was bustling around his office, trying to straighten up after an avalanche of papers on his desk had buried his computer. The knock at the door took him by surprise, and he overbalanced, scattering his papers again. “Just a minute!” he carefully extracted himself from his office and closed the door behind him before going to answer the door.
The person who, finally, opened the door matched the descriptions she’d been given — dusty blond, glasses, and a vague air of preoccupation. She hadn’t quite expected academic cute, but that was okay too. “Doctor Daniel Jackson?” she asked. “I need your help.”
He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and examined the young woman in front of him. “With what?” Daniel asked, suspicious of pretty people who ‘needed’ him ever since the Ke’ra incident.
Summer held out the notebook she was holding. “I need someone to translate this.” The script — runes, really — had been marked into the walls of the cell, in some places over and over. She’d tried to forget about it, tried to forget that whole time, but she kept dreaming about it. Finally she’d written down everything she could remember, but she didn’t want to ask Loki to look at it.
It might have been his writing. She absolutely did not want him to be thinking about that time. Ever.
He was bustling around his office, trying to straighten up after an avalanche of papers on his desk had buried his computer. The knock at the door took him by surprise, and he overbalanced, scattering his papers again. “Just a minute!” he carefully extracted himself from his office and closed the door behind him before going to answer the door.
The person who, finally, opened the door matched the descriptions she’d been given — dusty blond, glasses, and a vague air of preoccupation. She hadn’t quite expected academic cute, but that was okay too. “Doctor Daniel Jackson?” she asked. “I need your help.”
