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14 December 2009 @ 11:23 pm
Mustang Danny (PG-13)  

Title: Mustang Danny

Author: dvshipper

Rating: PG-13

Warnings/Spoilers: some guy on guy action

Fandom/Pairing: Stargate SG-1, Daniel/Cam

Summary: He made his way, only slightly swaying, to the door in the mudroom out to the two car garage. When he opened it, he was surprised at what he found.

A/N: Oh downfall35 . See what you’ve made? Happy birthday. :D

Daniel was happily getting sloshed in the living room, a Nostradamus special playing on the history channel. The big screen played out a so-called prophecy and the linguist watched with little interest, drinking the last bit of his fifth beer. Making a popping sound with his lips, he looked around the room for something more interesting. It was then he heard a noise from the garage and it piqued his curiosity.

He made his way, only slightly swaying, to the door in the mudroom out to the two car garage. When he opened it, he was surprised at what he found. Cam was working on his black mustang, music blaring from a cheap stereo in the corner. The hood was propped up and the colonel had his head buried in the motor of the machine. Daniel tilted his head in appreciation of the way his boyfriend’s body was bent over the car. And the fact that Cam was shirtless and covered in grease smudges.

“Mmm mmm!” Daniel let out a vocalization of approval, leaning against the door frame. Cam turned his head and blue eyes met blue. His lips turned up in a golden boy smirk and Daniel’s pants were suddenly very uncomfortable.

“Whatcha doin’ in here? Aren’t you supposed to be watching something ‘intelligent?’” Cam asked, straightening up and grabbing a rag. As he cleaned his greasy hands off, he leant against the front of the classic car. Amused, he watched as Daniel slowly looked him over, lust unmistakable in his features. Cam decided to tease and ran his hand over his abs casually. “Like what you see?”

“Y’know how, when we’re off-world, ya get all hot and bothered watching me do my archaeo-thing?” Daniel asked, receiving a nod from Cam. “Yyyyyeah, mechanic thing.”

Cam watched as his lover swayed toward him, clearly having had a few beers. Even drunk, he was a sight and Cam didn’t protest when Daniel settled between his legs and grabbed his hips. Their sudden kiss tasted of beer and barbecue potato chips and that indefinable subtlety that always flavored their couplings. They quickly became more urgent; lips clashing, tongues battling and hands finding grip in shirts, hair, anything they could find and Cam wondered with what little brain power he had north if they could actually make it to the bedroom.

As if reading his mind, Daniel pulled back and opened the door to the mustang. “Get in,” he ordered the younger man, whose grin told him Cam was more than eager to obey. As they continued where they’d left off and Daniel started pulling clothes off both of them, Cam chuckled. “Wha?” Daniel mumbled, his lips busy with Cam’s abs, working toward that wonderful trail of hair.

“You should get drunk more often.” And that was the last full sentence either Cam or Daniel spoke for the next while. Their mouths were otherwise occupied and certainly no one was complaining about that.

Current Mood: happy
Current Music: Miss Misery, Nazareth
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Ash: DC black geardvshipper on December 15th, 2009 07:35 pm (UTC)
:D Glad you liked it. You're very welcome. *hugs*