*reads partially, and ends up with Sam and Jack making snide remarks in her head*
Jack: ...you painted banana on my dick, Carter. Sam: Yes. Yes I did. *licks her lips* And, damn if it didn't taste good. Jack: You're weird. Sam: This from the man who covered me in whipped cream. Jack: That's different. Sam: How? Jack: You taste good. Sam: *snorts* It was sticky. Jack: *leers* Sam: *snorts again* Oh, look, a secret love nest. Jack: *gropes while she's distracted* Is that the Level 19 Storage Closet? Sam: Probably. Hey! *bats at his hand* Jack: 'Cause, y'know, I've been thinkin', Carter. Sam: *raises eyebrow* Oh? Jack: Yeah. *gropes again* We haven't been there in a while. Sam: General. Jack: Colonel. Sam: We're supposed to be working. Jack: *smirks* It can wait? Sam: *sigh* Over-sexed man. Jack: It's ALL you, Carter. I get near you, and, BAM, instant hard-on. Sam: ...Gosh. Jack: You mean me breathing on you doesn't make you wet? Sam: No. Jack: I hate being a guy. Sam: Well, I'm fond of you being a guy. *smirk* Jack: Good. Carter, can we go have sex now? Sam: One track mind. Jack: Hey, it's a thing.
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*reads partially, and ends up with Sam and Jack making snide remarks in her head*
Jack: ...you painted banana on my dick, Carter.
Sam: Yes. Yes I did. *licks her lips* And, damn if it didn't taste good.
Jack: You're weird.
Sam: This from the man who covered me in whipped cream.
Jack: That's different.
Sam: How?
Jack: You taste good.
Sam: *snorts* It was sticky.
Jack: *leers*
Sam: *snorts again* Oh, look, a secret love nest.
Jack: *gropes while she's distracted* Is that the Level 19 Storage Closet?
Sam: Probably. Hey! *bats at his hand*
Jack: 'Cause, y'know, I've been thinkin', Carter.
Sam: *raises eyebrow* Oh?
Jack: Yeah. *gropes again* We haven't been there in a while.
Sam: General.
Jack: Colonel.
Sam: We're supposed to be working.
Jack: *smirks* It can wait?
Sam: *sigh* Over-sexed man.
Jack: It's ALL you, Carter. I get near you, and, BAM, instant hard-on.
Sam: ...Gosh.
Jack: You mean me breathing on you doesn't make you wet?
Sam: No.
Jack: I hate being a guy.
Sam: Well, I'm fond of you being a guy. *smirk*
Jack: Good. Carter, can we go have sex now?
Sam: One track mind.
Jack: Hey, it's a thing.
*eyes Elly* WHY are you reading bad porn?