Safe
Author: Rhi
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: None
Warnings: sex (just in case the rating wasn't obvious)
Summery: Jack feels safe.
Notes: Who? What? Where? Why? And How? are all valid questions to which I do not have the answers. Just a little thing, the sort of thing I don't really right.
He felt safe between these two women, blonde and brunette either side, both bodies tucked into his. Their arms would encircle him so they could reach out for each other, while holding him. They kept him firmly in place but he didn't mind. He felt safe. He didn't think he'd ever feel this content again, that being with two women, these two women would involve anything but sex but from the beginning it had involve everything, every part of him, not just his dick.
It had always been obvious, to everyone on base as well as her, that he had feelings for Sam. Not so obvious to everyone else, only to Janet, that he had feelings for her too. The interactions between were similar to those he had with Sam, those moments, stolen and secret. Without him to two women had talked about each and about him.
He didn't remember much about the conversation they had had at his house. They had turned up together, making out on his doorstep until he interrupted them. Hew wasn't sure they had even had a conversation. All he really remember was Janet screaming out his name as he pounded hard into her, his head pressed into her shoulder as Sam knelt behind him, licking any part of him her tongue could reached as a finger slipped inside him.
He'd learnt quickly they both had a wicked sense of humour and an evil streak they hid well on base in sweetness. They enjoyed teasing him that night and any night. Janet liked to bite, Sam liked to dominate them both. Jack found he really liked to watch them together and doing little more than sit there and jerk off. Call it cliché (and they had, stereotyping, typical man, etc) but he really didn't care.
That had been a good start to everything they had. Nothing was more satisfying than two exhausted women curled up on either side of him, holding him close.
Keeping him safe.
He'd never wanted to admit to himself that he needed to feel safe and he needed two women to protect him. He could kill a man with his bare hands, he had saved the world over and over but he didn't feel safe in himself or in this world unless Sam and Janet were with him. He'd never tell them so but he suspected they both knew. Most nights they were together they slept this way, with him in the middle, holding him tight. There was always one with him, saying they hated to sleep alone and why should now they had each other but he could hear something underneath it all. They didn't want him to sleep alone. They kept him safe, physically and emotionally. He had Sam to get him out of whatever mess he had made and Janet to patch him up again.
He also had both women to ride him mercilessly and make him scream, which he could never remember doing before. Even naked and tied to the bedposts, with Janet teeth in his shoulder and Sam running a leather whip over his groin he felt safe with them.
He loved them, he trusted them and he knew they felt them same. He felt safe in the knowledge they would never hurt him.
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