Chocolate Covered Daniel
by Bryn, Becca and Kat
EMAIL: Bryn: buddygirl19@yahoo.com, Becca: yuna_ezri@yahoo.com, Kat:
KatHalcyon@yahoo.ca
STATUS: complete
RATING: NC-17
CATEGORY: D/J smut
SPOILERS: none
SEASON/SEQUEL: season 5-ish
SUMMARY: Daniel and Janet get into a sticky situation.
DISCLAIMER: TPTB may own Janet and Danny and Stargate and all that other
cool stuff, but *we* own the brownies! Mwhahaha!
AUTHOR'S NOTES:
Bryn: The smut was all KAT! I'm only responsible for the exploding
brownies **g**
Kat: Well, I guess this clinches my title as Most Prolific D/J Smut
Writer. Yay. Or something. I was dragged into this, I swear....
Becca: Um...I blame this allllll on Bryn. The fact that I came up with the
idea to write a fic about chocolate covered Danny in the first place
doesn't mean anything!
FEEDBACK: There may be brownies in it for ya… **beg**
Janet tossed another stack of papers into her outbox, and sighed, giving
her neck a quick massage to ease the tense muscles. She -really- needed to
get home and slip into a nice hot bubble bath...too bad she didn't have
anyone to massage her neck and back for her, but with work and all, she
barely had time for herself, let alone someone else.
Giving her desk one more, quick glance, she smiled to herself, relieved to
be finally done. With any luck, she'd be able to slip off base without
any one else handing her more paperwork or trying to kill themselves just
so she'd have to stay on duty and patch them up. Just as she was about to
leave her office, though, the phone rang.
Janet sighed, but picked up the phone anyway. "Hello?"
"Hi, um, it's Daniel..." She knew who it was. She'd known as soon as the
gentle tones reached her ear, though she didn't know when she'd started
being able to make that distinction. "Look, um...would you be able to come
over? I kinda got into a little trouble..."
Janet's face crinkled slightly in confusion as she wondered why he'd be
needing *her* help, unless… "Are you hurt? Daniel, what happened? Do you
need an ambulance?" She quickly switched into 'doctor' mode and feared
the worst. This was Daniel, after all. He tended not to do things in
half-measures.
"Uh, no, no ambulance… Uh, well, it's really kind of embarrassing. Could
you just come over?"
"I guess..." Janet said dubiously, wondering what he could possibly need
help with.
"Great! See you in 10 minutes?" Danny said happily.
"Sure, I've just got to have one last little clean up, and I'll come,"
Janet said, sighing at the fact that her evening was probably gone
already. It wasn't that she -minded- spending time with Danny...but her
shoulders...and the bubble bath waiting...
Janet parked her car in front of Daniel's house and trudged up the stairs
to his door. God, she was tired. She'd barely been able to keep her eyes
open on the drive over and she urgently hoped that whatever Daniel's
problem was, she could tell him to take two pills and call her in the
morning, *after* her bath and a good night sleep. Unless he was
absolutely dying or offered to give her a back massage, this was going to
be a brief house call.
Raising her hand to knock, she was startled as the door opened before her
hand hit it. An apron-ed Danny met her eyes, and she tried her best not to
burst out laughing at the sight.
"Janet! Great! You're here!" he said, a brilliant grin spreading across
his face.
"Yes, Daniel, but the question is: *why* am I here? And better yet, why
are you wearing an apron?" All Janet could do was blink. This was just
too weird.
"Well, see that's what I need your help with…" Daniel cryptically
explained as he moved aside and gestured for her to enter.
Janet shook her head slightly and followed him into the apartment. For
the moment curiosity had won out over fatigue. She didn't know how long
that would last, but at the very least, she could probably talk Daniel
into making her a cup of coffee for the trip home.
Following him into the kitchen, she stopped suddenly as Danny's cute
bu…um, as Danny moved out of the way, and stared at the ingredients spread
out all over the kitchen.
"Um…ok…" she said slowly, looking slightly worriedly at the large bag of
flour that looked like it was about to tip over and spill its contents all
over the floor.
"Well, I kinda wanted to make brownies…but I um, don't know how…" Danny
said with a rather embarrassed smile on his face as he took in his
extremely messy kitchen. "The kitchen usually isn't this messy…really!"
"Brownies?" Janet asked him, skeptical and more than a bit perturbed.
"You made me drive all the way over here for brownies? And why did you
decide at 11 o'clock at night that you needed brownies? Couldn't you have
just driven to the grocery store and bought a packet of brownie mix? All
you have to do is add water and turn on the oven!"
Daniel's face fell at her sudden outburst and he guiltily looked down at
his hands. Janet sighed and felt horrible. Only Daniel could look like a
five-year-old boy who just got his bubble burst.
"Daniel, I'm sorry. It's just been a long day."
"It's ok…I should have thought…I could've made them tomorrow rather then
call you up and make you help."
"Well, now that I'm here, I may as well help…but you've gotta pay…coffee
sounds like a good start!"
"Coming right up, Ma'am!" Danny replied with a grin, righting the bag of
flour a little and turning the coffee maker on.
Janet glanced around at the mess that surrounded her and made a face.
"All right, first off for making brownies, we have to *find* the kitchen."
"It's under here… somewhere. I think," Daniel assured her as he hastily
tried to neaten things up.
Janet sipped at her coffee and watched Danny run around trying to find the
things on her list of ingredients. She never thought inadvertently
memorizing the recipe for brownies would come in so handy.
"Right, so I need half a block of chocolate, and a cup of cocoa powder…"
he said, holding some of each in his hands and looking very confused.
"Um…no," Janet said with a grin. "You need a block of chocolate, and half
a cup of cocoa powder…though you can put two blocks of chocolate in if you
want."
Daniel gave her a sideways look as he continued trying to sort out the
ingredients. "Make brownies a lot do you?" he asked cheekily.
Janet gave a little shrug. "I have a teenager daughter. Brownies happen."
"I knew I called the right person."
Janet cleared off a spot on the counter across from Daniel, and hopped up
on it, so she could supervise. "Yeah, why *did* you call *me*, anyway?"
Daniel stopped for a second and ran through the list of people he knew,
counting them off on his fingers. "Jack, doesn't even know where his
kitchen is. Teal'c? Um, doubtful he knows what a brownie is. Sam, well
Sam's amazing at almost everything she does - except cooking. So that
left you or General Hammond. I guess I just like you more."
Janet blushed softly, staring down at her cup of coffee while Danny
grinned, unnoticed by her.
"So, uh, have you gotten everything yet?"
"Nearly…I just need some flour…"
Janet sighed. "There's a big bag just over there, and it's going to tip
over shortly!"
Daniel made a lunge for the aforementioned flour, but unfortunately the
floor was already slick with other spilt ingredients and his feet didn't
quite go where he wanted them to, so instead of saving the bag, he sent it
toppling over. When the cloud of flour finally cleared Daniel sat on the
floor looking rather baffled and Janet was laughing so hard she was nearly
falling off the counter.
"I didn't think it was possible for anyone to make a bigger mess than
Cassie in the kitchen, but, Daniel, you take the cake." Janet put down
the mug of coffee before she spilt it and jumped off the counter to help
Daniel. Kneeling down in front of him she managed to stop laughing long
enough to take a good look at him… then she started giggling again.
"Gee thanks, Janet, you're so much help," Daniel said, rolling his eyes at
the doctor.
"I'm sorry, Daniel," she sputtered, "But you have flour on your nose!"
Daniel couldn't help but smile, and Janet reached forward to wipe off the
offending flour, when their eyes met. Like a scene out of movie,
everything else seemed to stand still. The setting would have been
downright romantic had Daniel not been sprawled on his back with Janet
crouching on a sticky floor beside him. Or if Janet's brain hadn't chosen
that moment to yawn. At any rate the spell was broken.
"So, uh…what do I do now?" Daniel asked, brushing some of the flour off of
himself, and standing up carefully to avoid slipping over again.
"Do you still have enough flour to make brownies?"
"Uh…yeah I think so," Daniel replied, picking up the bag of flour and
looking into it.
"Good, so get all of the ingredients and mix them in a bowl!" Janet said.
"It's that simple?"
"It's that simple," Janet confirmed. "I'll just go sit on your couch for a
while, I think. I don't want any flour on me!"
By the time Daniel had finally managed to get all the ingredients in the
bowl and mixed together, he looked up to find Janet sound asleep on the
couch. He gently removed the cup of coffee still clutched in her hand and
threw a blanket over her. She looked so peaceful he didn't have the heart
to wake her. He'd just have to try and remember what she'd told him about
the oven…
Looking doubtfully at the dials on the oven, he slid the tray in, deciding
on high heat. They'd be set when they were done, so he'd be able to tell…
Going back into the living room, he sat down on the couch next to Janet
and just watched her for a while. A few minutes later and he too was
asleep, drifting off into sweet dreams of brownies and cute doctors.
Sometime later:
Daniel woke up with a start, hearing a high pitched alarm go off. Not
quite figuring out where he was, he glanced around, disorientated, and
hoping he wasn't on base. He had been having these wonderful dreams and
Janet and brownies...
With a start, he realised that his arms were around Janet's waist, and
that she was glancing up at him, looking quite amused. "Uh...sorry..."
"It's ok...but I think you'd better go check the brownies," Janet said,
gesturing towards the kitchen where a few clouds of smoke were billowing
out.
Daniel jumped up from the couch and dashed into the kitchen. Waving his
hand in front of his face in an attempt to clear some of the smoke, he
grabbed an oven mitt and tried to pull out the brownies… which were on
fire. Spouting some questionable words in languages Janet couldn't begin
to identify, he headed toward the sink and too late she realized what he
was doing.
"No, Daniel don't put the brownies under-" Janet began, but was cut off by
a large popping noise and a minor explosion.
She hurried into the kitchen, coughing a bit at the large clouds of smoke
still hanging around, and knelt by Daniel's side, carefully checking for
any injuries. "Are you ok?!"
"Uh...yeah...I think so..." he said, attempting to sit up, but she gently
pushed him back down with a hand on his chest, reprimanding him gently for
trying to move before she had determined if he was ok or not.
"Don't move!" She ordered him. "Let me look at you."
"Janet, I'm fine!" Daniel argued, looking down at himself. "…Just covered
in chocolate."
Janet glanced up to find Daniel's face twisted in laughter. She thought
for a moment about scolding him again, but couldn't keep a straight face
either. He was right, he looked perfectly alright, in fact, better than
alright. If it were possible, he looked even more delicious than normal,
with chocolate dripping down his cheeks and smeared on his lips.
"I'm not even going to ask how you managed this, Daniel." Reaching over
she wiped a bit of chocolate from his cheek and tasted it. "Mmm, you
taste good."
"Oh really?" he asked, glancing up at her with a mischievous spark in his
eyes.
"Really...I mean, chocolate...gorgeous man..." Janet stopped herself
quickly, berating herself inwardly. "I mean, um..."
Daniel's eyebrows shot up and Janet felt herself turn bright red.
Clearing her throat she looked everywhere but at him.
"Hey," Daniel said suddenly.
"What?" Janet responded, involuntarily glancing at him.
With a quick movement of his hand, also covered in chocolate, Daniel
smeared brownie goo down the side of her face. "You've got chocolate on
you." He smirked.
"Hey!" Janet yelped as the still-warm chocolate mess was all but tossed at
her face. "You've still got more on you!"
"Well, we're just going to have to fix that, aren't we," he replied with a
grin on his face as his hand reached for another pile of chocolate goop.
"Daniel Jackson, don't you dare!" Janet threatened him, grabbing at his
wrist in an attempt to immobilize him.
"Or what?"
"Do you really want to find out?"
"Sure," he said with a toothy grin as his hand continued towards the
nearest pile of chocolate goop.
Janet hesitated a second, before bending her head and kissing him. He
didn't respond at first, caught by surprise at the unexpectedness of the
kiss, but was soon kissing back just as enthusiastically.
When Janet pulled back finally, she licked her lips, enjoying the
chocolate taste that lingered. Looking up into Daniel's eyes, she just
smiled, not embarrassed in the least about what she'd just done. The look
he was giving her left no doubt that he'd thoroughly enjoyed her
retaliation, and that he couldn't wait for more.
Daniel slowly raised his chocolate-covered hand up to her face, but at
Janet's dirty look he only smiled reassuringly. Very deliberately he
traced her lips, coating them with chocolate, then moved in for another
sweet kiss.
This one lasted longer, until Janet had to pull away and breathe, but
Danny started getting up once she had pulled away.
"Hey!" Janet pouted, having regained enough breath to talk easily.
"Hey what?" he asked, sending her a completely innocent puppy-dog-eyes
look.
"You kiss me, then get up and leave?" she asked with mock insult. She was
feeling just slightly giddy with this new turn of events and didn't want
it to stop.
"Trust me, I'm not going *anywhere,*" Daniel replied. He cupped her face
in his hands (again covering her in chocolate, but Janet was really beyond
caring at this point) and starting kissing her again. He broke away
before too long though, and Janet whimpered slightly at the loss of
contact with his chocolatey lips.
"I've gotta get the chocolate off of myself, Janet..." he warned. "We
don't want it hardening now, do we?"
"Hard chocolate is just as good as melted chocolate..." Janet said with a
pout. "But I suppose I could let you get it off...on the sole condition
that I get to help, of course..." She finished with a smirk.
"Does that mean I get to help you, as well?" Daniel eyed her, the
playfulness now giving way to pure desire.
"What exactly did you have in mind, Dr. Jackson?"
Daniel traced a line of chocolate along Janet's throat with his index
finger, then leaned down and followed the line with his tongue. Janet
shivered involuntarily, moving her hands to his back where they began to
fitfully pull up his shirt. He moved his mouth back to hers, and she could
taste the chocolate on his tongue. She quickly fumbled with his buttons
and pulled his shirt off his shoulders.
She scooped up some of the warm, chocolatey goo and drew abstract patterns
on his bare, smooth chest. Once satisfied with her artistic efforts, she
grinned at him for a moment, then dipped down her head to lap at it.
She could hear him groan, deep in his throat, as she tongued one of his
nipples. Then she felt him take hold of her and bring her down until he
was lying on the floor and she was sprawled over him.
The chocolate was almost all gone from his chest, but she was still
licking softly at it when he pulled her up, so their faces were together,
and gave her a deep kiss. His tongue plunged into her mouth, devouring
her, as his hands tore off her blazer and then her blouse. They were
gentle, yet powerful, as they covered her lace-covered breasts and began
to knead them.
She broke their kiss and moaned as one finger slipped under her bra,
teasing her nipple. He rolled them over until he was on top and took
advantage of their separation of mouths to move down her body and suckle
her breast through the lace.
She wanted to moan, to cry, to scream, but she couldn't do anything but
focus on the sweet torture he was applying to her. When it became too much
to bear, she bucked up, then dragged him back up to her face. When they
were firmly kissing again, she moved her hands down to his waist, where
she started to undo his slacks.
It all became fuzzy when he began taking off her skirt. She wasn't quite
sure what happened, or how much time had passed, but they were both naked
and were rolling around on his kitchen floor and she couldn't remember
ever feeling better.
Suddenly he broke the kiss and looked down at her. "Janet, I don't have
any -"
"It's okay, I'm on the Pill. And I know your medical history." She smiled
up at him, touched his cheek lightly with one hand, then brought his lips
back down to hers.
And then, with no warning, he was inside her, thrusting deeply. Her climax
built as his strokes grew faster. When one of his fingers slid between her
legs to caress her there, at the centre of her pleasure, she cried out and
came. Only seconds later, she could feel him spill into her.
Several minutes later, Janet tried to breathe regularly as she lay on the
floor with Daniel still on top of her. She wasn't sure why she had let
that happen, or where it left the two of them. All she knew was that she
had fallen head-over-heels for one of her patients… one of her dearest
friends.
"Mmm… Janet…" Daniel's voice sounded smug. "You know what we need to do
now?"
"What?" she asked, praying he couldn't hear the trepidation in her voice.
"Take a shower. We're both still covered in chocolate."
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