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huh. random Sam Carter femslash with Sam/Jack overtones.
I.... need to poke this more when I'm actually awake... R. blah. Etx. Sex.
The first time Sam Carter kisses another woman, it's in jest. She's drunk off her ass, and horny, and it's been three days since she and her commanding officer admitted to being mutually attracted to each other.
Her name is Marta, and she's dark-haired and curvier than Sam, and they end up necking to the amusement of the late-night crowd in Diamond Jim's.
Later, Sam will wake up alone and regret that she didn't accept Marta's half-whispered invitation. And then she will feel guilt, and irritation, followed by the horniness that drove her there in the first place, and she will come screaming with her vibrator buried deep inside and her finger on her clit.
The second time Sam Carter kisses another woman, it's in desperation. Her world fell down around her ears, and she is not who she thought she was.
And neither is Jonah.
This girl's name is Catherine, and she laughs when Sam gropes her then apologizes. They grope in a booth until Sam's pager goes off, and she leaves. There's yet another emergency, and she hasn't time to do more than slide her tongue across Catherine's once more before fleeing back to her life.
A third time, and he almost died in space and she isn't thinking about that as Karen's hand goes down her pants.
The fourth time Sam Carter kisses a woman, she's not really sure why she's so desperate. Her lips and hands take over before she can object, and she's surprised to find herself fucking another woman in a bathroom stall in the mall.
The fucking mall. And Cassie and Janet are out there, shopping.
She comes hard on the woman's fingers, speeds up her own and drinks down the other's cry of completion.
They never exchange names.
It seems routine, the sixth time. But maybe that's because little cadet Hailey is so willing to please. And she wants to think about this being wrong, but the lips and tongue attacking her clit make her claw at the wall for support. And she wonders if all cadets learn this sort of persuasion early, or if Hailey is merely special.
She can't have him. She has convinced herself that this is better. The military don't ask, don't tell, won't give a shit if they find out about women. But if it's her commanding officer she's screwing...
And she convinces herself she's going to stop.
Until he kills her.
Janet orders a week mandatory downtime, and Sam takes off on her bike, and rides. She doesn't care where. A seedy motel here, a fancy hotel there, always finding women. Of any shape, size, form. As long as they're clean and willing.
It's not until her tenth that she first learns to get on her knees and make them beg with her lips and tongue.
When she returns to the SGC, she locks it away, concentrates on the tasks at hand. And wears out the batteries of her vibrator, imagining them. Him. Them. It doesn't matter, in the end. They're all untouchable.
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The first time Sam Carter kisses another woman, it's in jest. She's drunk off her ass, and horny, and it's been three days since she and her commanding officer admitted to being mutually attracted to each other.
Her name is Marta, and she's dark-haired and curvier than Sam, and they end up necking to the amusement of the late-night crowd in Diamond Jim's.
Later, Sam will wake up alone and regret that she didn't accept Marta's half-whispered invitation. And then she will feel guilt, and irritation, followed by the horniness that drove her there in the first place, and she will come screaming with her vibrator buried deep inside and her finger on her clit.
The second time Sam Carter kisses another woman, it's in desperation. Her world fell down around her ears, and she is not who she thought she was.
And neither is Jonah.
This girl's name is Catherine, and she laughs when Sam gropes her then apologizes. They grope in a booth until Sam's pager goes off, and she leaves. There's yet another emergency, and she hasn't time to do more than slide her tongue across Catherine's once more before fleeing back to her life.
A third time, and he almost died in space and she isn't thinking about that as Karen's hand goes down her pants.
The fourth time Sam Carter kisses a woman, she's not really sure why she's so desperate. Her lips and hands take over before she can object, and she's surprised to find herself fucking another woman in a bathroom stall in the mall.
The fucking mall. And Cassie and Janet are out there, shopping.
She comes hard on the woman's fingers, speeds up her own and drinks down the other's cry of completion.
They never exchange names.
It seems routine, the sixth time. But maybe that's because little cadet Hailey is so willing to please. And she wants to think about this being wrong, but the lips and tongue attacking her clit make her claw at the wall for support. And she wonders if all cadets learn this sort of persuasion early, or if Hailey is merely special.
She can't have him. She has convinced herself that this is better. The military don't ask, don't tell, won't give a shit if they find out about women. But if it's her commanding officer she's screwing...
And she convinces herself she's going to stop.
Until he kills her.
Janet orders a week mandatory downtime, and Sam takes off on her bike, and rides. She doesn't care where. A seedy motel here, a fancy hotel there, always finding women. Of any shape, size, form. As long as they're clean and willing.
It's not until her tenth that she first learns to get on her knees and make them beg with her lips and tongue.
When she returns to the SGC, she locks it away, concentrates on the tasks at hand. And wears out the batteries of her vibrator, imagining them. Him. Them. It doesn't matter, in the end. They're all untouchable.
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I really hadn't meant to write femslash at, er, whatever time that was.
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Oooh, I envy your spontaneous fic writing abilities.
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Dude, I'm not supposed to find this hot. *fails* Damn you!
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Sam/Janet? Bores me. Makes me snore.
Sam/random female? If it's well-written? Yeah, I can kinda go there.
Sam/Kara is just sex on a stick.
Sam/girl!Jack... They are cranky and sweet.
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But now, I want to know how does Sam know that good little cadets know how to please like Hailey can? There's a back story there, and I want it!!!
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And I'm not sure if I want to go that route or not. Part of me really doesn't like the idea that Sam sucked her way to the top.
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LOVED as usual.
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