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Wow. Um... OT5. Possibly all of it. Unbeta'd.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Notes: Wow. Um. Really never planned on writing something like this. At all. For those who need a warning? This is nothing but an orgy. Mostly. Title comes from Katy Rose's "Overdrive". I thought Mansfield was... appropriate, to the mood.
Rating: NC17. Sex. And... Sex.

Jane Mansfield's Car
by Ana Lyssie

They don't remember when he joined in, whether it was about him or them, or any one specific thing. Sam knows Daniel likes to take extra time on Jonas, knows he likes to make the Kelownan beg. It's probably some horribly Freudian thing about dying and coming back to life.

She knows that Jack occasionally gets this strange look in his eyes while he watches any of the other three go down on her. She knows she comes harder when he's watching.

Time twists around them, crises come and go, but occasionally, these moments occur. Sweaty slick bodies and sex and the pulsing need to feel and feel and feel until they're all five exhausted and sated and spent.

It doesn't happen often. Just enough.

Enough so that they no longer feel quite so alone, like their own rocks in the middle of a tide that keeps battering them into the sea.

And it's enough that she can have him, even if she has to share him.

It was hard enough to figure out how three men and one woman fit together. Teal'c had no problems either way, his large hands accommodating dick or cunt, fingers expertly teasing nipples and tongue gliding along skin like he's wanted to lick it forever. Daniel, too, seemed to have little problem calmly taking it up the ass (or not so calmly, since he moans and growls and gives this strange little grunt that sends shivers down her spine). It's Jack who had the problem, Jack who couldn't figure out how to fit until he realized that was how he fit. On the edges, flittering around, sometimes stroking, sometimes sucking. Always watching. And watching *her*. When Daniel's inside of her and Teal'c is suckling at her nipples he is just to the side, kneeling, his cock dangling near her lips.

Four men and one woman takes time, but they adjusted. She ends up with Jack sliding into her from behind so Jonas can go down on her (or up, as the case may be) while Teal'c and Daniel torment each other and him.

At some point, she realizes that there are two seperate entities having sex there. One is her and Jack. The other is the five of them. And she has begun to know herself, to recognize that she comes the hardest when there is competition for her. And some small part of her might once have felt shamed. But she likes this power, and she likes that Jack holds it over her.

He can watch and hold her eyes while lips and tongues and fingers tease her body. And he can stroke himself, letting her follow his movements, while she is licking her lips hungrily.

And she will arch against the restraining hands and moan a protest when it's a different hard cock that fills her, except that his eyes are still burning into hers and she is still taunting him.

The other three have accommodated this, have allowed them this strange space.

At times, it's almost as if the three understand they are merely set dressing for a game of dominance that might never be won. She is his and he is hers and they fight to pretend it's different until they're both shaking from want and desire and the need to *know*.

Dark eyes bore into hers as she arches against Jonas' tongue, as Daniel slides his hands across her breasts. Dark eyes that close for a moment when Teal'c slides a hand across his chest. Brown fingers close around pale and erect cock, and she watches, fascinated at the interplay of color and light as two fingers slide into her and Jonas looks up at her and Daniel bites down on a nipple.

The fingers inside of her slow, taunting and matching the rhythm of Teal'c's hand, as Jonas watches her and Daniel suckles and Teal'c watches them all. And Jack just keeps his eyes closed.

It's not enough, and so she moves, pulling away from Jonas and Daniel and grabbing Teal'c's wrist. He lets go, gives her that enigmatic look, but she isn't paying attention because she is wrapping her lips around Jack's dick and sucking at him. And his hands slides into her hair and he actually groans.

Someone pulls her legs apart, slides his fingers in from behind. They're thick enough to make her moan around the cock in her mouth, and she recognizes Teal'c's callouses.

"No." Jack's fingers suddenly tighten in her hair, and even though she doesn't want to, she finds her mouth pulled off of him. And he is dragging her upright, pulling her against him. He's not being elegant, which is okay, but she doesn't *feel* elegant. And she knows even before her legs go to straddle his waist that someone is supporting them both.

Then the support is lessened and they're both slipping to the floor because his knees are just *not* up to this, which is okay with her but she wants him inside of her *right now* and she doesn't care if Daniel and Teal'c are playing with Jonas or whether this is right or wrong.

And then he is. Her head drops back and she lets herself moan, because this is what she's been waiting for.

He thrusts upwards, hands grabbing at her hips and she knows the tight grip is going to leave marks on her skin, but she doesn't care because he is pulling at her and holding her in just the right way. It isn't too much, yet. Because the tension has been building, but this isn't the first orgasm she's had, and she knows this one will take a little more coaxing. A little more feeling.

There are hands sliding around her from behind, and she decides it smells like Jonas and that the cry she'd heard a moment ago is because he's come. Daniel must have relented, this time. The hands cup her breasts and massage them, rolling the nipples back and forth. He has settled behind her, body meeting hers and writhing up and down in tandem, his chin on her shoulder, his breath on her neck.

Jack is watching them, watching her, his eyes fierce as he suddenly stops.

She isn't prepared for him to move, and so when he does, she only has a moment of surprise before he is sitting up and pulling her and pushing Jonas away. Then he rolls, and they end up with her on the bottom and him on top, and she doesn't have a chance to object before he is fucking her, pounding into her with a determination that sends electric impulses skittering along her skin. "Hey." It's an objection in form.

There's no answer, and when she reaches out to skim her hands down his body he grabs them, pushes her arms up and over her head and holds them there while he stares at her.

He knows and she knows why he's doing this and so she arches that extra millimeter, pushes against him, and smirks as he comes, collapsing onto her his breath rasping out in a strangled cry.

Time passes, Teal'c comes as Daniel sucks him off, his own hands busy with his own orgasm. She only guesses this, of course, trapped and yet comfortable as she is with Jack sprawled on top of her, his flaccid member slowly sliding out of her.

She still hasn't come again, and she considers complaining.

Jonas removes Jack from her, and he must have his second wind because he leans down and begins cleaning her off, tongue darting out in swift licks that make her whimper softly.

Her eyes fly open again when he stops, and she stares down herself to find Jack there, hand tangled in the Kelownan's hair, pulling him up and away. The power struggle lasts for only a second and then Jonas is gone, Daniel's lips kissing a line down his back while Teal'c fondles both.

"I was enjoying that."

His fingers slide into her, his eyes watching her as she watches the boys tangle in a pile of sweat and semen and renewing desire.

The only part where he's touching her is there, where two fingers stroke slowly in and slowly out. Almost lazy in their movements. And yet her breathing grows shallower as her body responds, slowly arching and aching for something harder, deeper (bigger better faster more). "Ja-ack." The rasp in her voice can be attributed to many things. She doesn't care what he decides.

A third finger, and now she really isn't watching Jonas and Teal'c and Daniel, now she's staring at him, her eyes meeting his as he slowly drives her insane with his hand.

It's unfair that it should be this easy for him.

She decides she's being too passive, and moves, hand reaching for him, gliding across his hip. He's still limp, but the touch still makes him groan softly. A smirk crosses her lips, and she sits up, the movement driving his fingers in deeper.

He doesn't dodge her fingers, lets her tangle them in his hair and tug. Their lips meet, and his tongue slides into her mouth and she discovers that last centimeter of contact is all it takes becuase she's coming, body spasming as she falls backwards, bringing him with her.

And she likes the weight of him on her breasts and the hair on his arm scratches across her stomach. His knee bumps her leg.

For a long time, they lay there, his lips on her cheek, almost nuzzling her.

The room gets colder.

Eventually, she realizes the others are gone. Probably to sleep in the other room, sprawled on the bed with each other.

She wants a shower.

Because this is suddenly wrong. Her commanding officer is draped across her, and if anyone else walked in right that minute, she would be up on charges so fast it wouldn't be funny.

The boys shouldn't have left. They shouldn't have moved on to their own games and left her tangled with Jack.

"Don't."

He hasn't spoken since this began (they rarely do, except for Daniel who likes to babble in Phoenician), and his breath brushes her skin.

"I--"

"Don't make this more than it is." The tone is ruthless.

She closes her eyes. "No. Never."

And she can't. Because that would change things irrevocably.

But she won't give this up. "We should go find the boys. Sleep."

"Mhmm."

Neither of them move.

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I don't even know what my response is to this. Yay? Omygod? *faints*?

I'm so happy you did write it. Hot, lady. Hot and alpha!Jack and yum. Yeah.

*is a little dazed* Yeah. Whooboy. Yay.

::disintegrates::

This is just something else!

In amongst all the smut you've got S/J angst, and it's all very hot and yet sweet at the same time.

Wonderful!

Oh. My. God. I love how it was all five, yet it wasn't. Sure the bodies were there, but all Jack wanted was Sam, which would *so* be the case.

*ogles* Angst and smut and beautiful bodies, all rolled up together. You are amazing. It was totally worth the wait. *ties up Lyss and hides her in closet to play with at leisure*

I wasn't going to read this (not b/c is porn, but b/c not much fic reader I am these days) but clicked on it to see which "5" were the OT5 (I was thinking, honestly, Hammond.)

Saw "Jonas" on the first sentence and kept reading. And glad I did because you pulled it off. Amazing. I don't know if anyone's ever pulled off a S/J OT5. Heh.

*claps*

Guh! Dude, what are you doing to me?

That was perfect because it's somehow the only way my mind can accept OT5 and consider it in character. And don't you just love alpha!Jack?

*huge big knuffels* Thank you for writing this. It was great and dude, the angst!

*falls down in adoration befor the lyssie!shrine*

oh mah gawd, the hotness.

I have no words.

This is just so hot. I've read good Sam/Jack/Jonas before - but this, dear Lord

::goes to lie down in a darkened room::

I can't pick a favourite part - I like it all

Okay, I had to read this again.

I really like the role you gave Jack in it. Because he would be uncomfortable with it all. He'd have trouble adjusting and would probably end up just watching half of the time but when he does reach out, it'd be for her. Which is nice because, yeah, as only woman Sam will probably get a lot of attention.

*sighs* And Jonas being persistent and getting pushed away by Jack? *adores it*

Yups, really really really love this fic.

*snerks*

I'm still disturbed that it actually... holds up so strangely. And, uh, that I wrote it at work (and that I wrote it at all...)

And. heheheh. Alpha!Jack indeed...

*applies glue*

Thank you.

and... that's where my brain went with it. Once it got past the "everyone is having sex, damnit" thing.

*nods* Or Daniel, depending on the way you lean... ;)

*eyes closet* Do I get chocolate and Mountain Dew in here?

Thank you. :)

*snickers*

(and I'm so glad it works as S/J, because it is SO getting posted to the list when I get home and have actually fixed a few spelling errors...)

And there is never enough Jonas. *nods* ;)

Yay!

*offers chocolate* ;)

heheheh. They are pretty when they're naked and panting. ;)

And they all *like* Sam, which is also why she gets a lot of attention (and there's probably a little bit of the whole "Everyone thinks she's lonely and sad for having No Life" thing, too, so they make sure she has *lots* of life...).

Jack, Jack would understand it, because... well, because he's Jack, and he's seen what they've all gone through.

And they're all so broken in my head that they need this....

Jonas just wanted to make sure... well... Jack took care of that for her. ;)

Thank you, darlin'. *smooch*

Interesting you should say that, because I recommended the fic to a friend, who said she had problems with it, because a) she's probably a bit of a prude, and b) she just couldn't buy them doing this. To which I said:

What I liked was the portrayal of Jack, as someone who was peripheral to the activity, whose sole focus of attention was Sam, and how Sam's primary focus was Jack. There was a tension in their relationship, and a possessiveness on Jack's part that I think is totally believable. I also liked the way the story moved towards an inevitable conclusion, with Sam and Jack separating themselves from the group, which had served as a disguise for their own entanglement, and which they failed to return to despite the words they used, words that continued to deny the deeper meaning of their actions.

Which, in turn, prompted her to ask whether I thought you'd put all that in there as a coincidence or whether it was deliberate. My reply was, it's impossible to tell.

So, did you know in advance that Jack would be on the periphery? Did you know the outcome going in? Was the group sex as disguise a deliberate thing?

But of course. Anything you want. Just keep writing the porn. *eg*

And you're welcome.

To me, this is... an extreme extrapolation, in some ways. All of the crap they've done (and had done) to them over the years finally hitting that point where they *need* something other than the constant war. Is it good for them all? Probably not. Do they care? No, it's something.

Do I think they would actually do this? Also, probably not. But it works in my head if I let them all be a little bit broken.

I didn't know that it was going to be J/S plus an orgy until Sam made that comment about coming hard when Jack watches. And I've played with that concept before (sort of--that Sam almost needs him watching and maybe not participating, because it adds... not good vibes, but some sort of strange guilt/anger/obsession maybe. Erm. Anyway).

And then I tried to step away from it, but in my head, I really can't see Jack as...all that interested in guys. He'd watch, but he wouldn't be truly interested.

So in some ways, I suppose I did know Jack would end up on the edges.

It was also Jara's request that he be Alpha!Jack (which played in nicely).

I... think that answers the question. *g*

(and, no, this isn't going to be everyone's cup of tea. I'm still occasionaly doing the "I wrote WHAT?" face)

yay! ;)

Awwwwww, bless Jonas! *pats him*

Nooooo, thank you!

OMG, you did it and it worked...

guh. Ah, uh, whuh. *fans self*

*smirk*

I did, yes. (and disturbed myself into the bargain)

No, definately Sam. If Jack knew someone was gay he would be okay with them as people, but wouldn't shower with them. He is so far from gay...well, it'd have to be some major shift in personality and values for Jack to find another man attractive. That's me story. ;-)

Hey, I fully agree. I'm just... tired enough to see all the bases right now. *goestodie*

Wow. That was... yeah. Guh.

The ending kills and the insights into their personalities that are spotted throughout this fic are just gorgeous. Ab-so-lute-ly amazing!

*stares*

Thank you.

I'm still highly disturbed that I wrote it in the first place. But I do still like the result.

I found this in the end. (Actually, I thought I'd reread "Still Life" and then found the link, I didn't just go blog stalking. Promise ;))

It's weird - I find this really disturbing, far more disturbing than the recent fic of yours in which Jack's abusing Sam (I'm sorry I can't remember the name, I can't even remember the name of my fic any more). I instinctively D,T+J are silent accomplices to the domination game, so the unhealthy relationship colours the whole team, not just the OTP.

I guess that's what you mean by alpha!Jack and I'm just stating the obvious. Sorry, I hate it when I do that.

Just... *shudders* It's wonderfully powerful fic, don't get me wrong, but I really don't like it - and I'll probably re-read it in a month or so and be overcome again by how much I don't like it. Having said that, not everything is about liking, so what the hell. *flails*

Aha! *g*

I don't even remember the name--but I find this less disturbing, but maybe that's because they're all broken, and domestic violence is something I loathe.

Although, yeah. Sam getting off because Jack is watching is certainly twisted. Although, if I'd had to say, I would've said Sam was the one dominating it all.

I guess that's what you mean by alpha!Jack and I'm just stating the obvious.

Actually, it isn't. The one thing about this (and Still Life) is that SG-1, as a whole, are very much broken. It's not happy, it's not healthy. And if people were really reacting this way in real life they'd need serious psychiatric help.

Er. At least, I'm assuming that's true.

I'd never considered this alpha!Jack, actually. I just... can't get my head around the idea of Jack truly being interested in sex with anyone but Sam. Partly because I'll never be able to see Jack as gay (and I've had this discussion with Jara before), and partly because I dislike slash (I suspect).

Thank you, even if you didn't like it. :)

Don't listen to me, I'm having a bad day and I seem to be making it my goal to inflict it on everyone around me (or thousands of miles away in any direction, either way).

You see, it's the fact that they're all broken that bothers me. I like to think that some of them are less broken than others, even if that's not a static state, and that they'll help out, but here you have Jonas, Teal'c and Daniel helping out by condoning a horrible and unhealthy relationship - even if it's something both Sam and Jack need.

I'm sorry, coherence has never been my strong suit. Basically, I don't want to believe that people are permanently broken, and that's my issue and not yours (just call me Jaka). Now I know why people don't like leaving negatively-tinted reviews - it's just so damn awkward.

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