Title: Stargate SG-1: Trust (F/F celeb) Author: John O'Connor Email: lushcoltrane@yahoo.com Rating: NC-17. Pairings: Sam & Janet. Category: Established relationship. Date: 20 June 2001. Series: Trust. Website: http://www.ma-at.net/Sam-and-Janet-God
Disclaimer: Stargate SG-1 and its characters are the property of Stargate (II) Productions, Showtime/Viacom, MGM/UA, Double Secret Productions, and Gekko Productions. This story is for entertainment purposes only and no money exchanged hands. No copyright infringement is intended. The original characters, situations, and story are the property of the author.
Summary: Janet wants to hold on to the memories of she and Sam's fourth anniversary.
Notes: 1) My response to AJ's Trust challenge. 2) This takes place four years after "A Matter Of Trust." _______________________________________________________ Trust
"Do you trust me?"
She nodded slowly. It wasn't hesitation that slowed her nod. It was more like curiosity. A deep, burning curiosity that still surprised her after nearly 4 years of being together. "With my life."
Janet smiled. "Good. Just lay back. God, you are so beautiful, Sam..." she moaned, her eyes taking in the sight of her nude lover.
Sam shivered in a mixture of pleasure and erotic anticipation. She had no idea what Janet had in mind but whenever the little brunette asked her that question, it was usually followed by some unusual activity, sexual or otherwise. Amazingly her thoughts drifted back...
Driving through Colorado Springs, Lieutenant Colonel Samantha Carter was thinking about what General Jack O'Neill, the CO of the SGC, had told her. The Air Force was about to promote her again. She was going to be a full-bird colonel. Janet's promotion would follow shortly. According to Jack, they were both on the fast track to their first stars. She could be a general before too many more years.
She was thrilled by the news but anxious to get home. Jack sensed that and said, "Carter, you're no good here now. Go home. I'm sure your honey is getting impatient..." He gave her a typical O'Neill leer as she saluted.
"Thank you, General." They both smiled as she left his office.
"Tell the doc I said 'Happy Anniversary' Carter!" He yelled at her retreating back.
As she left Cheyenne Mountain, Sam smiled at the memory of telling Jack about she and Janet. It had been just after the Supreme Court forced the Defense Department to give up on the unfair, unworkable "Don't ask, don't tell" policy and allow gays and lesbians in the service to be open about their lives. He had been torn between amazement at what he had thought were two straight women and prurient images of them together. She had read all of that on his face at the time.
As time passed, he became much more supportive and less sophomoric about the situation to the point where he actively helped them out. That argument last summer that had turned so ugly...
Thinking of that time and what he had done for the two friends and lovers, Sam whispered a quiet, "Thank God for Jack O'Neill" as she turned into the driveway. She couldn't wait to see Janet. Four years as lovers, eight as friends, and she still couldn't get enough time with the doctor. With the increasingly sexual nature of the thoughts in her head, she was very thankful that Cassie had gone away to college for her junior year. She found herself squeezing her thighs together under her dark blue uniform skirt as her excitement grew.
Sam's imagination paled in comparison to what Janet had in mind for them for the night...
The evening had been one long string of visual foreplay. Sam was greeted at the door by Janet with a hearty "Happy Anniversary!" followed by a long loving kiss.
Sam was speechless as she stood there in her uniform, the overhead foyer lights glinting on her silver oak leaves. Her eyes were wide and glazing over with lust and her mouth was hanging open.
This effect was wrought by Janet, standing there in an incredibly sheer black nightie. Her long brown hair was tied up loosely with strands framing her lovely face. The lingerie was transparent and Sam could see through it to the dark circles capping her breasts and the dark triangle between the woman's legs. The sheer peignoir hug to just above her hips, showing off her slender legs. It was cut to show Janet's cleavage as well, the roundness of her breasts accentuated by the contrast between dark silk and white skin.
"My God, you're beautiful, Janet." Sam could barely manage a whisper, stunned as she was by Janet's appearance.
Janet smiled, she felt the same way about the blonde standing in her Air Force blues. She stepped forward and their lips fused again.
Sam saw the reflection in the entrance hall mirror. Janet's body in the very revealing lingerie and Sam in her uniform locked in a loving and passionate embrace.
Janet removed Sam's jacket and tie, dropping them on the small table below the mirror. Taking the blonde's hand, she pulled Sam along, saying "Come, I've prepared dinner."
The dining room was lit by the glowing fire on the candelabra they had bought together at an antique house in Vail two year before. The table was set for two. There was a magnum of champagne in a sterling bucket nearby.
Janet directed Sam to her chair and sat near her. Pouring the champagne, Janet sipped hers while staring at Sam over the rim of her crystal glass. Her eyes were lit by both the candles and the fire within her.
Sam's mouth was suddenly dry. She gulped half of her champagne as her pulse quickened from the lustful look in her love's eyes.
Dinner passed in almost complete silence, but neither woman needed words to convey her feelings.
Several times through the meal, Sam was distracted by the lovely view of Janet's chest as well as Janet's bare foot stroking the inside of her thigh.
Shortly, Janet set her napkin down and stood. "Come with me, my love. Tonight is going to be special..."
Sam stood and grabbed the shorter woman, "It already is!" They kissed again, their hands roaming freely over cloth-covered skin.
Janet broke the kiss and again pulled Sam in her wake upstairs to their bedroom. Once there, Janet crawled up and knelt on the bed, saying, "Strip for me!"
Sam smiled and slowly peeled off the remains of her uniform. Janet's eyes never left her, traveling from Sam's blue eyes down to the latest portion of her that was exposed then back to those eyes. Janet's own eyes were dark with lust but she managed to simply kneel there on the bed and watch her lover.
Once Sam dropped her plain cotton panties and was completely nude before her lover, Janet hopped off the bed and came up to her. Taking the taller woman in her arms, Janet kissed her heatedly, her tongue probing deep into Sam's mouth.
Sam returned the kiss with equal fervor, her hands roaming over the silky material and the silkier skin. Her fingers traced the edges of the garments where they met bare skin.
As she began to move her mouth down Janet's neck, Janet pulled away. "Lay down," the brunette directed.
Looking slightly confused and more than a little flustered, Sam complied. After she was on the bed, Janet moved to the dresser and pulled out four long scarves.
"Do you trust me?"
She nodded slowly. It wasn't hesitation that slowed her nod. It was more like curiosity. A deep, burning curiosity that still surprised her after nearly 4 years of being together. "With my life."
Janet smiled. "Good. Just lay back. God, you are so beautiful, Sam..." she whispered, her eyes taking in the sight of her lover's nude form.
Janet took one of the scarves and tied Sam's wrist to the brass bedpost. Then, climbing up to kneel next to the blonde, she leaned over and started to tie Sam's other wrist.
Sam was treated to the sight of one of Janet's silk covered breasts directly over her. She leaned up and wrapped her mouth around the silk-covered tip of the dangling lure.
Janet sighed and said, "Now, now, Colonel. None of that..." But she made no move to pull away and, in fact, seemed to take more time tying that particular scarf.
Finally, she got up and moved down the bed, her negligee noticeably damp over her breast. At the foot of the bed, she began to tie Sam's ankle.
"My, my, you look a little excited, my dear," Janet said, looking pointedly at Sam's spread crotch.
"For you," Sam breathed.
Janet tied the other leg and then came back alongside the bed. She leaned over, kissed Sam softly and lovingly as she cupped the trussed woman's breast with one hand. As their tongues gently moved against each other, communicating their love, Janet's thumb grazed Sam's nipple.
This had a three-fold effect. It made the already stiff nub even harder. It caused Sam to intensify the kiss. And it increased the wetness between Sam's legs.
Janet stood up and needlessly, teasingly said, "Don't go anywhere." Then she ran her finger across the edges of Sam's pussy, collecting some of her nectar. Sucking on the finger, she said, "You are so sweet..."
Janet left the room but only for a moment. She came back with two video recorders.
"Uh, Janet? What's going on?" Sam asked.
"I'm going to film us making love, Sam," Janet said.
"But, Janet..."
"You said you trust me. Well, do you?"
Sam had to nod but she was a little concerned. While their relationship was now public, it wouldn't do for their more intimate moments to be discovered by anyone else.
As if sensing Sam's thoughts, Janet said, "Don't worry. No one will ever know..." She set one on the dresser to get a side view of the bed and the other on the nightstand to get an oblique angle. "This way, when you're offworld, I can still look at your beautiful body wrapped in the throes of passion."
Sam cocked an eyebrow, "Oh, really?"
"Well..."
"Janet? You just want to have a dirty movie of us, don't you?"
Janet nodded slowly while looking Sam in the eye, "Yes. Of us. For us."
Sam smiled slyly, "Well, okay. It is kind of a turn-on..."
After adjusting the small cameras, Janet knelt between Sam's outspread legs. Smiling, she slid the right strap of her nightie off her shoulder baring her breast. She licked her fingers and began to toy with her nipple.
"Oh God, Janet. Please, let me do that..." Sam tugged on the bonds on her wrists.
"No, my love. I want you to watch. Don't worry though, you'll get your chance to use that talented tongue of yours," Janet purred as she slid her other hand into her panties.
Janet knelt between Sam's legs and masturbated slowly.
She was as wet as Sam appeared to be. Using her wrist, Janet pushed the panties down without missing a beat with her fingers, exposing herself to Sam's hungry gaze.
"Do you like it when I do this? Does it turn you on to see me play with myself?"
"God, yes, Janet. You are so beautiful!"
"Do you know how much you turn me on, Sam? I'm this excited because of you. I am so wet. See how wet I am, Sam?" Janet held up her hand, fingers glistening with her wetness.
Sam barely whispered, "Yes, so wet..."
Janet began to finger herself as Sam started to writhe slowly on the bed. Sam's struggles caused her body to become taut, the muscles standing out. Janet drank in the lovely sight as she felt herself getting close to orgasm. Very close.
As Janet threw back her head, eyes screwed shut, Sam moaned along with her orgasm. Both women felt the heat of sexual release, Janet more strongly than Sam.
Janet sat on her heels, panting. Sam looked at her and said, "God, Janet. I think I just... Without even being touched!"
Smiling at her bound lover, Janet leaned over and quietly inhaled Sam's aroma. "Yes, I know that scent well. You did, Sam."
"You gave it to me. You are so beautiful and sexy."
"And I'll do more, if you want." Janet smiled wickedly, teasingly. She tossed her sodden panties aside, keeping the transparent silk shift on. Her exposed breast was pointing pertly at Sam.
"Oh God, do I want...!" Sam's voice was tinged with desperation; she wanted this woman so much!
"Good." Janet then lowered her face and pressed her mouth into Sam's crotch. Her tongue snaked out and began to explore excitedly familiar territory. As she pushed her tongue into the blonde's hot slit, Janet thrilled to the taste of Sam.
Sam thrashed on the bed, but her movements were severely hampered by the scarves holding her spread on the mattress. She wanted to grab the back of Janet's head and hold the woman to her until she exploded. Every touch and swipe of Janet's tongue sent shivers through Sam's body.
Janet began to lick the velvety heat inside her lover.
She knew every nerve ending within the blonde was on fire. Her juices were flowing freely over Janet's tongue and lips as the doctor essentially french-kissed Sam's mound.
"Oh Janet, I'm so close! Please! Help me!"
Fingering herself again, Janet kept swabbing at Sam's pussy. She moved her face slightly and pressed the tip of her nose against Sam's clitoris. Janet then began to shake her head, keeping her nose and mouth in place, her dark hair fell loosely and brushed like the finest silk against Sam's soft skin.
The pressure of the petite nose against her clit and the insistent tongue inside of her brought Sam the major release she was yearning for. Screaming her pleasure, she arced her body off the mattress as wave after wave of sexual pleasure burned through her.
When the woman collapsed under her, Janet slowly pulled her face from between the splayed legs. Licking her wet lips and smiling, she crawled up to lay on top of the woman she loved.
Janet kissed Sam hard on the mouth, her tongue forcing itself between Sam's lips. Sam's body heat was almost burning Janet as they kissed. It was a sweet burn, one Janet loved to feel.
As the kiss ended, Sam said, "Want you. Wanna taste you."
Janet sat on Sam's body, her sex pressed wetly onto Sam's flat stomach. "You shall, my love. I want you to make love to me." Sam nodded eagerly. "But, I only want your tongue to touch me. You shall remain tied until you make me scream."
"God, Janet. It's not fair. I want to touch you. Feel you..."
"You said you trusted me." Sam nodded again. "Good. Just as I trust you. You will be wonderful."
Janet pulled out the pins holding the remainder of her hair in place and shook her head. Dark locks fell around her face down below her shoulders. Since she and Sam first fell in love, she kept her hair long, the way Sam liked it.
Still sitting on Sam's stomach, Janet leaned forward and let her hair brush over Sam's breasts and taut nipples. She moved her head slightly back and forth to sweep the sensitive skin with her soft brown tresses.
When Sam began to moan with renewed need, Janet sat back and smiled at her. "What do you want? Tell me, Sam. What do you want?"
Sam answered simply, "You."
Janet slid her hips up Sam's torso and reached behind to the prone woman's navel. Her finger felt the wetness that had pooled there. "Sam, do you have any idea how much you excite me? Let me show you..."
The doctor rose off her partner and moved up the bed. She shifted one leg over and straddled Sam's face, her crotch just out of reached.
Sam craned her neck, trying to reach Janet's succulence but it was tantalizingly out of reach. Janet looked down, smiled, and parted her labia with one hand.
"See anything you like?" she asked teasingly.
"Yes, you. I want you... Please..."
Janet lowered herself onto Sam's face. She moaned when she felt Sam's tongue begin to probe at her wet slit. The insistent little organ was slithering around the brunette's lower lips, slipping between to lap up the tangy dew hidden there.
Sam strained at her bonds. She wanted to pull Janet closer. She wanted to run her fingers along the tight curves of her ass as she drank deep from Janet's well.
Strain as she would, the scarves held. Finally, Sam gave up and concentrated on pleasuring her lover as best she could.
Whipping her tongue rapidly around the wet, aroused flesh, Sam was rewarded with a series of loud groans from the woman above her. Noting that Janet's clitoris was fully erect, Sam purposely avoided contact with the hypersensitive organ. 'Not yet,' she promised Janet silently.
Janet felt Sam's tongue gliding over her and into her.
It was fantastic! Waves of heat flowed through her from that tongue. As self-control lessened, Janet leaned forward and grabbed the brass headboard to hold herself up. She looked down between her legs to see Sam smiling up at her as she worked her magic.
Sensing Janet was close, Sam moved her mouth up marginally to attack the hard little nub above the wet hole she had just thoroughly enjoyed. She flicked the very tip of her tongue across the very tip of Janet's clit, smiling at the loud groan coming from her love.
Sam swiped around the base of the erect clit, then ran her tongue around and across it. She looked up and saw Janet fling her head back, her dark hair arcing like a shampoo commercial. The brunette's nipples were as hard as her clit and Sam could see goose bumps across the exposed flesh. She continued to swab the little organ.
Feeling sparks followed by a series of large electric jolts in her crotch, Janet went over the edge with a scream. Her whole body seemed to melt, the bones to disintegrate as she climaxed. Limply, she fell to the side and lay there shuddering and panting.
After several long moments, Janet collected herself and leaned over to kiss Sam, tasting her essence on Sam's lips and tongue. Then she untied the lovely woman so she could cuddle with her beloved.
A few more orgasms later...
Janet's head rested on Sam's chest, the breast acting as a wonderfully soft, warm pillow. She was running her fingers through the damp, blond fur between Sam's legs. Sam's hand was lightly caressing Janet's bare back (her lingerie a victim of their lust-crazed romping).
"So, how was your day?" Sam asked lightly.
Janet looked up at Sam's mischievous face. "Fantastic!"
"Gee. I wonder why?"
Janet chose to ignore the wisecrack and simply said, "I love you, Samantha Carter."
"And I you. With all my heart."
They kissed, a tender, loving kiss to punctuate their deepest feelings.
The End.