forcryinoutloud (forcryinoutloud) wrote in marshal_science, @ 2007-08-10 16:38:00 |
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Entry tags: | episode tag, established relationship, humor, jack/nathan, pwp - plot what plot, rating: nc17, vignette |
Failsafe
Title: Failsafe
Author: forcryinoutloud
Rating: NC17
Category: Humor, PWP
Summary: "Oh this is so not good."
Warnings: Season 2 spoilers
Author's Notes: Written for dragonbetween
Also--feel free to repost old Jack/Nathan stories here. We'd like this to be a place to find ALL Jack/Nathan stories that have been written since the first episode of S1 aired.
Only an hour left to go and Jack could head home. Zoe was with Abby for a few months while they decided who she should live with. Jack was still hoping that Abby would realize that Eureka was good for Zoe and let her come back. Until that happened, Jack was enjoying the fact that he and Nathan could have as much sex as they wanted (after Jack was done work) without worrying about Zoe walking in on them.
Strolling through the halls of Global Dynamics, Jack was whistling to himself, glancing into the open labs as he passed. He stopped, backed up a few steps and frowned into the room he'd just passed. "Allison?"
"Carter," she said with a smile, glancing up quickly before turning her eyes back to stare down at a small device on the lab table.
"Whatcha' doin?"
"GD has been working on redesigning the MACAA."
"Whoa, whoa," Jack said alarmed, hands raised. "You mean the thing that almost killed Fargo?"
"Our scientists have managed to implement a mental component now," Allison replied, completely unfazed by Carter's worry.
"Are you sure you should be playing around with that thing?"
"Relax Carter," Allison rolled her eyes and turned toward him. "It's still in the testing stages. I'm not going to turn it on."
"Well that's good," Jack said, relief clear in his voice. He stuck his finger out to poke the device. "Wouldn't want it to accidentally turn on."
"Carter!"
"Oh shit," Carter groaned, watching the device turn green. Allison poked him in the arm, the force field glowing visibly for a brief moment around him.
"Think off," Allison said, her voice tight but controlled.
"Off, off, off," Jack muttered to himself, eyes closed as he concentrated. The device remained green. "Oh this is so not good."
After an extensive briefing with Allison, the DoD and the idiot scientists that made the device respond to the word on while someone was touching it, Carter was allowed to leave. The new version of the device did not include the possibility of destruction on a massive scale, nor did it include the option to kill the person unlucky enough to be inside the force field when it was on. It simply...stopped Carter from being able to really touch anything. But the eggheads were working on it and Allison told him to go home and wait, that she'd call as soon as they figured out how to shut it off.
Jack let out a disappointed sigh when he got home. Nathan's car was already there. But unless they could get this damn force field off, the only thing they'd be doing tonight was watching TV.
When SARAH opened the door, greeting him in Fargo's familiar, feminized voice, Jack mumbled an acknowledgement, wondering how he was going to explain this to Nathan.
"Evening Sheriff," Nathan's sultry voice came from the kitchen and Jack's mouth went dry before it quickly began to water. Nathan was standing at the counter with a bowl of strawberries, melted chocolate and a can of whipped cream. The only thing he was wearing was a wicked smirk that promised naughty, mischievous, wonderfully wicked things. "I was beginning to think you stood me up."
"Uh--" Jack started, watching as Nathan sauntered over. He was already hard. He had the can of whipped cream in his hand, squirting some onto his finger before slipping it into his mouth. Jack let out a squeak and Nathan grinned. Squirting more whipped cream onto his finger he offered it to Jack. Completely forgetting his predicament, Jack leaned forward, opening his mouth wide...and ended up with whipped cream smeared all over the force field, about an inch in front of his face.
Nathan's eyebrows rose. "Jack," he drawled. "Something you want to tell me?"
Jack stomped toward the couch, flopping into it and trying unsuccessfully to wipe away the whipped cream. "Global Dynamics," Carter spat out, glaring at Nathan as if it were his fault--even though it couldn't possibly be as he didn't work there anymore.
"Alright," Nathan said slowly, placing the can of whipped cream on the table and sitting beside Jack, completely comfortable with the fact that he was still naked and still hard.
"The MACAA...apparently GD thought it was a good idea to play around with it, only this time there's no threat of the force field expanding and destroying everything in its path, or of it killing me..." Jack let his head fall back against the couch. "They apparently integrated some kind of mental component to it as a failsafe--"
"So think it off," Nathan interrupted.
"Only one problem...their failsafe failed."
Nathan frowned, looking Jack over from head to foot before humming to himself quietly. Then he sat back against the side of the couch facing Jack. He placed one foot flat on the couch, the other on the floor, exposing himself even more to Jack's hungry eyes.
"What are you doing?" Jack asked, swallowing audibly. "You should be figuring out how to get this thing to shut off."
Nathan wrapped a hand around his cock, stroking lazily. "Well," he started, hissing quietly when he rubbed a thumb over the head of his cock. "Maybe you don't really want to turn it off."
Jack's eyes were on Nathan's hand as he moved it up and down his shaft. There was barely any blue left, his pupils blown wide. "Uh--huh?" He blinked quickly, tearing his eyes away before glaring at Nathan. "Of course I want to turn it off!" he snapped.
Nathan's eyes drifted shut and he bit into his lower lip, letting his head fall back, his hips moving in small circles on the couch before thrusting up into his hand. Jack moaned.
"You're killing me here," Jack whined. He wanted nothing more than to reach out and touch, to take Nathan into his mouth, to fuck him or let Nathan fuck him. At this point he was so hard he didn't care how he got off just as long as he got off. Unfortunately he couldn't feel anything when he pressed against the bulge in his pants, there was no way to get any friction, no way to get off. He was going to die from blue balls, stuck in a fucking force field.
When Nathan slipped a saliva coated finger into his own ass Jack whimpered and moved closer. Nathan could feel a tingle from the force field as Carter reached out, trying to touch him.
"A force field is kind of...cool," Nathan said, his voice strained as he began to pant, pushing two fingers inside of himself.
"Fuck the force field Jack snapped," leaning over Nathan's cock. "Oh god I want to suck you."
With a crackle the force field disappeared and Nathan grinned cheekily. "I guess you di--" his voice gave out when Jack surged forward, taking Nathan into his mouth as far as he could, humming around Nathan's cock and swallowing greedily when Nathan finally came, his fingers curled around Jack's head, thumbs brushing gently against Jack's cheeks.
Jack let Nathan slip from his mouth, leaning his head against Nathan's hip, catching his breath. When his phone rang, Jack fumbled for it, hoping he didn't sound as wrecked as he felt.
"Carter," Allison's voice sounded in his ear. She sounded happy, excited. "We figured out a way to shut off the force field. Come back to GD--"
"No worries, Allison," Jack interrupted, grinning up the expanse of Nathan's naked body. "I got it shut off--everything's fine. I'll drop it off at GD in a couple hours." He shut off his phone before she could answer. "So," he said, crawling up Nathan's body. "Whipped cream?"
Nathan grinned, sliding out from under Jack before heading toward the kitchen. "I'll grab the chocolate and meet you upstairs."