Low Lights And Seeing Things So Clearly!
by Bethany
URL: http://www.stargateslash.com/asb/bethany7/lowlight.php
Summary: Jack & Daniel meet up with friends Sam Hanna & G Callen & their friends, Jim Brass & Gil Grissom; each couple enjoy their night out at the club!
Info: 80's Pop songs are mentioned!!
The first time Daniel had dragged Jack to a gay bar, he thought he would be listening to Wham songs all night long... But eventually, he relaxed, and not 'cos that guy, Frankie, sung him a song telling him to!
He'd been so full of bravado just a few short years ago A bit like that Wham song, Freedom, he hated to admit..! He'd never called Daniel a baby. No, Daniel was always a man in his eyes! Which made no sense of his own fear that if he admitted he was gay, Jack O'Neill would suddenly be less of a man But he had called Daniel a sap, a romantic, and loads of other names, claiming he didn't understand! Now though, well now, everything was different! They truly did have Freedom, and could enjoy it together!!
At the club, they met their friends, Sam (Samuel) Hanna and G. Callen, who, in turn, had brought some new friends to experience this place... Jim Brass and Gil Grissom were visiting, too. Jim was an old pal of Sam and G's boss, Hetty and, she'd asked Sam and G to take Jim and Gil out on the town! Hetty was like that..! G and Sam were surprised she'd not gone to the club with them!
Jim Brass sat with his lover in the bar. Such a simple thing, but they'd come so far in recent months!! Sara Sidle, Gil's ex wife, who had messed with Gil's head, finally realised the error of her ways... And, had come back to Las Vegas, originally where she, Jim, and Gil, each lived Telling Jim where Gil was... At first, Jim was wary, of Sara's newly heartfelt honesty, and of going to look for Gil, if Gil didn't have the balls to go look for him... But what with Sara and Gil's divorce coming through while she was still working again in the Las Vegas Crime Lab, and what with Sara's encouragement and a few phone calls with Gil, Jim decided to go for it To find Gil in L.A, to talk with him... But that night that talk Inevitably, it led to much more A night where, wisely or not at that point, they let their bodies do some talking... And here they were, in L.A together Now, with rings on their fingers, the retraction of that law be damned!! They'd already messed about for far too many years!
Sexual attraction was such a damn clichι, Sam Hanna figured! Looking at G, he'd just had the most fuckin' awesomely hot vision of the man in an Officer and A Gentleman uniform! But Sam did not want to get carried off by the man who was nevertheless his hero He wanted to do the carrying! Though he knew G would never, ever go for it!!! So, instead, Sam stood up, in more ways than one, and dragged G Callen onto the dance floor pressing their bodies together while kissing his face, his mouth, and that little bit of G's chest he could reach through the man's choice of shirt! Even while doing so, the part of Sam's mind that was thinking that they might get arrested, even here, for such obvious, open, and lusting behaviour was dying a glorious death!!! He hoped Jim Brass, of the L.V.P.D, was as off duty as he and G were..!
Daniel Jackson was so damned Lush!! Jack had always known this, of course! It was what he could never resist about his best friend!!! So lush, so damn open, but no fool!!! He knew what he was doing, and Jack, as always, knew what he wanted to do with him later tonight, or right now, if only they could! He laughed to himself! Hadn't it always been that way!!?
"Having a good night??" Gil asked Jim, with that knowing tone of having, literally, known the man for so many years Even if, idiot that he was, Gil knew he'd ruined that for so many years!!!
Jim turned to Gil, beneath the low lights over their table, and riding the crest of the music, as he wanted to be riding Gil... "You know I am..!" He laughed, first touching Gil's knee, then, squeezing his thigh, and touching Gil's ring, and the ring finger itself with his other hand...
"Good..!" Gil breathed. "Very good..!"
They both knew what he meant...
The End
Author's Note: I make no money, and mean to step on no one's toes at all,by writing my stories... Feedback welcome as long as it is always polite.
