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Beware Brothers Bearing Gifts, Part One, Stargate SG-1/Thor (Movie Verse), NC-17
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phantisma
Artist:xxxholiclover
Fandom: Stargate SG1/Thor
Title: Beware Brothers Bearing Gifts
Rating: NC-17
Summary: In the wake of a mission gone very wrong, Daniel meets a stranger in a bar and even though he knows better, particularly when the man is very probably insane, Daniel takes him home. When the stranger turns out to not actually be insane, and an alien, Daniel finds himself in hot water...though how much trouble doesn't become clear for a few months...
Warnings: Warnings: No serious warnings, but obviously for Mpreg, and guys having sex, also kissing and one too many Thors, contemplation of termination of pregnancy, Jack being Jack-like, and the like...
Link to Master Story Post: http://phantisma.livejournal.com/382715.html
Link to Master Art Post: http://xxxholiclover.livejournal.com/11620.html
Daniel Jackson was not a man given to heavy drinking, but he understood the ritual of after-mission bonding well enough and he was certainly willing to go along, especially when Sam asked and promised him they would find a way to enjoy themselves.
Unfortunately, Jack didn't seem to get the memo about the enjoyment part of the evening and he was moping in the back of the booth, staring into his beer while Sam was trying to teach Daniel the physics of pool. Teal'c, for the most part, had been silent; despite drinking a fair amount of beer, he had yet to loosen up.
Daniel shook his head and tried to focus on Sam who seemed to be the only one really having a good time, and even she was mostly faking it.
Not that Daniel could blame them. The mission had been…spectacularly bad. Jack had made promises to the local population that in the end he couldn't keep and people had died. Children had died.
Daniel sighed and looked down at the mostly empty mugs of beer, nodding a little. It was his turn to buy a round…and then they could end this whole charade and go home, sleep off the left over disgust and horror of the mission and come back fresh on Monday.
He smiled at Sam and held up the two empty glasses, gesturing toward the bar with his head. He put the glasses on the bar, sparing a glance at the big man on the stool, offering a small smile when the man looked up.
"Four more." Daniel said to the bartender, handing across the twenty in his hand.
The big man beside him slapped a hand down on the bar. "And for me as well."
"You haven't even paid for your first five," the bartender countered. "No more for you until you show me some money."
The big man frowned.
Daniel heard his name and turned. Jack and Teal'c were headed for the door. "We're just going to head out." Jack said.
"But I just—" The bartender put the four beers down on the bar, but Jack was already gone. "Great." Sam was pulling on her jacket. "You too?"
She shrugged. "Just not feeling it tonight."
"What am I supposed to do with these?" Daniel asked.
Sam smiled and slapped his back, gesturing to the big man on the stool. "Make new friends."
Daniel sighed and looked at the man who was grinning at him. "Can I buy you a beer?" Daniel asked, his voice snarky. The man clapped a huge hand onto Daniel's shoulder.
"Come, join me. We shall drink to Odin and tell tales of our great victories."
"Odin, huh?" Daniel slipped out from under the hand and sat on the stool beside the man. "I'm Daniel. Dr. Daniel Jackson." He held out his hand.
The big man took his hand, squeezing it hard. "I am Thor, Odin Son."
Daniel had his mug of beer half way to his mouth before the name registered and he stopped. "I'm sorry, did you say Thor?"
He turned to look at the man. He was tall, blond, big build, and it was obvious the man worked out. He was wearing a tight fitting t-shirt and a pair of jeans that were obviously not his own, judging by the way they ended well above his boots and looked as though he'd outgrown them.
Which wasn't to say that it wasn't a good look. Not that Daniel was looking. He shook his head and took a sip of the beer.
"Indeed. I am a long way from home."
Of course he was…or more than likely he was an escaped mental patient. Daniel put the beer down. He'd already had enough, really. He was such a lightweight. "So…um…Thor…" Daniel cleared his throat. "What brings you to…Colorado?"
Thor slammed down his empty glass and picked up one of the full ones. "I am looking for someone. My brother." He swallowed half the mug and grinned at Daniel. "He is impulsive."
"Your brother?"
"Loki. He and Father disagreed and Loki left Asgard."
"And came to Colorado?" Daniel was definitely feeling like he was being put on…like someone knew him well enough to pull a joke. On another day he might even find it funny. "Look, buddy…Thor…I appreciate the effort, but it's not a good time for jokes, okay?" He threw down another twenty and a ten, flagging the bartender. "That should cover whatever he hasn't paid for."
He slipped off his stool and headed for the door. The night air was cold; winter was well on its way. The three beers he had managed to drink hit him as he stepped out to hail a cab, making him reach out to grab the lamppost to keep from falling.
Jack would be laughing at him. If Jack had stayed long enough. Idly, Daniel wondered if he should check on Jack before going home, but his head was buzzing loudly and he was pretty sure what he really needed was to go home and sleep it off.
He hailed an approaching cab and suddenly his foot slipped, only instead of falling, someone caught him. "Thank you." He looked up as he regained his feet, into the face of Thor.
The big man grinned at him. His hands held Daniel's waist firmly. The cab came to a stop and Daniel fumbled for the door handle. Thor was still holding him, standing outside in the cold in nothing but his shirtsleeves.
"You…aren't you cold?"
Thor grinned more. "It is a little chilly."
"Do you…" Daniel shook his head. He needed to leave this guy behind. He wasn't responsible for him. He was probably a lunatic. "You need a ride somewhere?"
Thor looked up and around them, then back at Daniel. "I have not yet found my brother."
Daniel frowned. "You do have somewhere to go, to sleep?"
"I will sleep when I have found him."
Daniel shook his head again, moving into the cab and gesturing for Thor to follow him. "I'm going to regret this." He gave the driver his address.
Thor's smile was ridiculously affecting and Daniel found himself grinning back at him, even as he was chastising himself. "I can offer you my couch for the night. Maybe help you find your brother tomorrow."
"I would like that." Thor's big hand came down on Daniel's thigh, squeezing enough to make him wince.
"Okay…let’s just…" He pushed Thor's hand off his leg. "I have friends who might be able to help."
The cab stopped and Daniel paid the driver. "So, just…um…" He pulled keys from his pocket and unlocked the door. "The place is…I wasn't expecting company." He opened the door and stepped inside, turning when Thor wasn't immediately behind him. Thor stood in the doorway, his eyes sweeping over what he could see of the inside, then coming back to Daniel. "Come in." Daniel realized then that Thor was carrying a bag, a backpack of sorts. He didn't remember seeing it before.
Thor stepped in far enough that Daniel could close the door. He was starting to feel a little less buzzed as he waved a hand into the living room. "So, um…bathroom is through that door there, kitchen is…" He pointed at the archway into the kitchen. "Help yourself to anything you can find, there isn't much. I'll just…get some pillows."
He was berating himself under his breath as he opened the door to his bedroom. Jack was going to kill him. He should know better. Always picking up strays. This took the cake though.
But maybe, if he could help Thor, or whatever his name really was, find his brother, or whatever mental hospital he got away from, Daniel could have them both on their way before Jack ever found out. He had a day off. He exhaled and nodded to himself as he pulled two pillows off his bed, stopping at the linen closet for sheets and a blanket before going back to the living room.
"So, I figure in the morning we can—" Daniel stopped when he found Thor, stripped down to just the too-small jeans, his boots beside the coffee table, his chest bare…and from somewhere he had found a bottle of alcohol. The bottle of Jack Daniels Jack had brought over and Daniel had thought he'd gotten rid of.
"Come, Daniel, let us drink."
"I…uh…I've had plenty." Daniel dropped the pile of pillows and blankets on the end of the couch. "I should get to bed."
"Nonsense." Thor thrust a glass at him. "It is early and we are young. There are no battles to be had, nor feasting. What better way to spend our night than by drinking until we sleep?"
Daniel took the glass, but shook his head. "I…shouldn't…I had plenty at the bar." Thor wasn't really listening though, he was busy downing his whiskey. Daniel took a sip, regretting it almost instantly. He remembered why the bottle had sat for so long. He really didn’t care for bourbon.
“So…I, um…” His face was flushing already. From just one sip. “Blanket, pillows.”
Thor was pouring more into his glass. A lot more. “Drink up, Daniel. And tell me about you.”
“Me? Not much to tell.” Against his better judgment, he sat on the couch, taking another sip before putting the glass down on the table. “I’m…an archeologist. I study the past.”
Thor sat beside him, raising his glass and drinking. “Wise men study the past. Tell me more.”
Daniel cleared his throat. “Well…for example, um…your name, Thor. It’s the name of a god from a culture in Norway. A warrior god.”
Thor grinned and nodded. “Yes.” He picked up Daniel’s drink and handed it back to him. “Drink.”
“I really shouldn’t.” Despite his protest, Daniel found the drink in his hand and lifted to his lips. He took a healthy swallow, then a second when Thor’s hand didn’t leave his. “Okay, enough.” His head was swimming and he exhaled. “Each of the gods have…um…aspects. Thor was a warrior, Loki a trickster.”
“I knew you were a kindred spirit.” Thor said, slapping his hand down on Daniel’s thigh. “We must raise our glasses.” He pushed Daniel’s hand with the glass upward. “To Odin, All Father.”
“Oh, this is a bad idea.” Daniel muttered as he swallowed the fiery drink. His skin was hot. “So you…and Loki…” He shook his head, not sure what he’d been going to ask.
Thor made a face. “My brother is not generally as rash and impulsive as I am…but he and father argued and Loki fled across the Bifrost bridge to Midgard, your realm. I was sent to find him and bring him home.”
Daniel shook his head. “You can…I mean, the story is fun and all…but…”
“I have been here for three days, but my brother is not likely to be found until he is ready. He has ways of disappearing.”
Maybe if he played along...Daniel had a little left in his glass. He tossed it back as casually as he could manage. “So…what did they argue about?”
Thor stood and paced to the television and back. “What does Loki ever argue about? He is restless and wants more.” Thor turned back, his hands in fists. “He does not know the heat of battle, yet wants the due of a warrior.”
His voice boomed off the walls. “But enough of him. We are here. He is not.”
“You know, I’ve met someone else who claimed to be Thor.” Daniel said, his face flushing more as he realized what he’d said. No more bourbon for him. “I mean…someone who was named Thor.”
Thor drew himself up and glowered at him. “No one is Thor, but Thor. I can prove it.” He went to his bag on the floor and opened it, pulling out a giant hammer with Celtic runes inscribed on it. “Only the real Thor can wield Mjolnir.”
Daniel staggered to his feet and stumbled over to Thor, reaching out a hand for the hammer. He ran a hand over the metal, then down to the handle, looking up at Thor and pulling his hand away before his fingers touched skin. “May I?”
Thor smiled and nodded, holding the hammer so that Daniel could take it….only as soon as Thor let go of the weight, the hammer crashed straight to the floor with a thud. Daniel couldn’t lift it either.
Thor chuckled and reached for it. “You have the heart of a warrior, Daniel, but the arms of a scholar.”
Daniel laughed and stepped back, letting Thor lift the hammer and settle it back into his bag. “It’s heavier than it looks.” His words were starting to slur together and he listed a little as he turned to go back to the couch. Thor caught him, holding him up. “Thank you. I think I’m drunk.”
Thor laughed, a warm sound that shook them both. “You drink like a woman.”
He couldn’t argue that. “I should go….bed.” That was what he needed.
“Allow me to help you.” Thor responded, actually lifting Daniel off his feet and carrying him down the hallway.
“I…uh…end of the hall.”
Thor set him on his feet beside the bed, but didn’t let go.
“Thank you.” It was warm. Warmer than it should be. Thor’s hands were big, hot against Daniel’s skin. Skin. It took him a minute to realize that Thor was pulling his shirt up. “I…um…what…”
Thor’s mouth brushed over his and Daniel’s face was burning. “Oh…I…oh…” Thor pulled back enough that he could grin down at Daniel.
“You speak a lot for one who is being kissed by Thor.”
“I do?” He was confused, but his body seemed to understand what was happening, his skin flushing, his cock twitching. Thor tugged on his shirt and Daniel found himself lifting his arms, letting him pull the shirt off.
The next kiss was a little more purposeful, Thor’s tongue demanding entrance and Daniel’s lips falling open, even though he was pretty sure he shouldn’t be doing this. His hands were on Thor’s chest now though, his bare chest, caressing down to his hips.
The man was solid muscle, his hip bones hard under Daniel's thumbs. Daniel traced down them, into the waist band of his jeans…though his jeans should have been too tight…but instead, they were falling, revealing nothing underneath that wasn't all skin.
"You…I…." He exhaled and shook his head in an effort to clear it, but it only made things worse.
Thor's hands were on his pants, and suddenly Daniel found himself standing in a puddle of clothing, naked but for the shoes still on his feet.
"I mean to bed you." Thor said, his voice breathless and gruff at the same time, his breath hot on Daniel's ear and he knew he needed to stop this, but his cock was hard and he was pretty sure that was his voice whining as a big hand circled his cock and pulled.
The world tilted and Daniel found himself on his bed, spread open, his cock hard and his hips moving in time to the way Thor was pulling on his cock. "Just…we should…" but words and logic flew right out the window when a warm, wet tongue slipped over him and before Daniel could regain himself, he was shooting a hot, sticky mess onto his stomach.
He seemed to be stuck, moving slowly while Thor was suddenly hovering over him, blunt fingers finding Daniel's hole and easing in and Daniel isn't sure where Thor found lube…except that he knew there was some in the nightstand…he just didn't really remember Thor moving that much, but then there was something thicker moving against him, pressing in and Daniel groaned, shifting under him.
The burn was familiar, if distant…it had been years since he'd been with anyone like this…and for a minute he got lost chasing the memory...then Thor's weight pressed down and his cock filled Daniel's ass, thick and full and…fuck…when he moved, tilting Daniel's hips back, Daniel saw stars and had to grab at the bed.
Thor chuckled and eased back, only to press in again and Daniel's cock was half hard and thinking about a second go. Thor changed his angle and his pace, his hands holding Daniel's hips as he snapped in and out and suddenly came.
He collapsed beside Daniel, barely out of breath while Daniel was slicked with sweat and panting. Somehow, he got them both under the blankets and pulled Daniel in close. He knew he should get up, get cleaned up, but the alcohol and post sex haze was pulling him under.
His phone was ringing. Daniel vaguely recognized it and flailed toward the bedside table, his whole body protesting movement of any kind. “’Lo?” he mumbled as he got the phone open, rubbing at his eyes with his free hand. “Jack?”
“Just wondering if you were planning on coming in at all today.”
He squinted at the alarm clock and groaned. “Forgot to set my alarm. I’ll be in…just…give me an hour.”
He hung up the phone and dropped it back onto the nightstand before groaning again and laying back down, his eyes closed against the ache in every muscle of his body.
A hand slid over his stomach and Daniel reached to stop him. “No…can’t.” He struggled to sit up.
“Lay down, we can not be finished so soon.”
“Soon?” Daniel turned to look at his bed-mate, but that was a mistake.
Thor was disheveled, his hair a mess, his face creased where it had been pressed against the crumpled pillowcase, and he was pouting.
Pouting.
Daniel pinched the bridge of his nose and eased his feet to the floor. They’d barely left the bed once Thor had gotten him into it, aside from food and bathroom breaks, and those had been sparse. Daniel had lost count of the times they had…and he was blushing again.
“I have to go to work.” He fumbled around finding his robe, pulling it on. He needed a shower, because he was pretty sure he smelled like a brothel.
“I will come with you.” Thor declared, standing now too.
Unbelievably, his cock was hard. Again.
Daniel could only shake his head and look away. He didn’t know what had come over him, but the whole plan of helping Thor find his brother had gone right out the window. There had been talking, about Asgard and Loki, about Daniel’s work, at least what he could talk about, and more drinking along with…sex.
More sex than Daniel had ever had in so short a period of time. The combination of which had led to his current predicament. His head was feeling like he’d had too much to drink and he wasn’t entirely sure he could sit through the briefing he knew he had that afternoon.
“You can’t come with me.” Daniel said finally, moving toward the bathroom. “I could never explain who you are.”
“I am Thor Odin-Son.” Thor said, puffing his chest out…which only made his hard cock stand out more.
“I know, but…” Daniel shook his head. “Look, if I go to work I can look for your brother with my contacts…just stay here and when I come home tonight I’ll hopefully have an answer.”
Thor sort of deflated and dropped onto the bed. Daniel slipped into the bathroom, pulling the door shut and starting the water. He had to figure something out. He was inclined to believe Thor’s story, even if it made no sense.
Thor…the other Thor, looked nothing like this Thor. Though to be fair, this Thor looked more like the warrior god of the mythology. But the Asgard were…the Asgard and they had proven themselves.
Of course, that didn’t explain this Thor or how he got to be there. Or where his Asgard was. Or…anything else.
Daniel showered quickly, despite the desire to stand under the hot water until the ache left his body. He still had to call a cab to get back to his car, which was parked at the bar. He moaned and turned the water off, and climbing out to wrap himself in a towel.
He opened the bathroom door, startled to find Thor standing just outside it. "I…what are you doing?"
"Hoping you will reconsider." Thor's hand was on his hip, turning him.
Daniel planted his feet. "I can't. If I don't go there will be too many questions I can’t answer.” He stepped around Thor and went to get dressed. He could feel the big man pouting at him. “I need to go in to help you find your brother. We have the equipment.” Thor had told him enough to at least try to look, though Sam would be better at…though getting Sam to help had its own risks.
He managed to get dressed, despite Thor’s attempts to seduce him back into bed. He called a cab and went to make coffee, emerging from the kitchen with a travel mug. Thor stood naked in the living room, grinning at Daniel.
“There’s…coffee.” Daniel offered. “Um, and food in the fridge, for some value of food, anyway. My phone number….” He frowned, unsure Thor would even know what a phone was. “…is on the counter in the kitchen, if you need anything.”
“I will wait here for your return.”
A horn out front announced the cab’s arrival. “Okay. I’ll be back as soon as I can.”
All he had to do was get his car, get to the mountain, get through his day and figure out how to get Sam’s help without really giving too much away. Of course, by the time he got to the mountain he was thinking it was probably a whole lot more prudent to bring Thor in and do the whole thing through official channels.
Except for how official channels were likely to get the big guy quarantined and held against his will. And despite the fact that he was, at best, an alien and at worst completely delusional, Daniel was feeling protective.
Of course, it had to be the kind of day that was going to go from bad to worse.
Jack met him as he got off the elevator. “Nice of you to stop by.”
Daniel rolled his eyes and headed for his office. “I overslept. It happens.”
“Not to you.” Jack countered, following. “Especially not when you have a big speech all planned about some old stuff someone found somewhere.”
Daniel just shook his head and opened the door to his office. “I’m postponing that. We’ll do it later in the week.” He winced a little as he sat, his ass protesting the hardness of his desk chair.
Jack was instantly concerned, frowning at him. “You okay?”
Daniel exhaled slowly and nodded. “Yeah, just…a little stiff…not really feeling great.”
Jack snorted. “Maybe you should see Doc Frasier?”
“I’m fine, I’m here. Is there something you wanted?”
“Nope. Nothing at all.” Jack left, and Daniel waited a few minutes before he got up and headed for Sam’s lab.
She smiled as he knocked on the door jamb. “Colonel O’Neil was looking for you.”
“Yeah, he found me.” Daniel said, slipping into the room.
“Oversleep?” She set aside whatever she was playing with and went to her computer to punch in some data.
“Yeah…I…forgot to set the alarm when I went to bed last night.” His head flashed to the reason why he forgot and he smirked a little.
“It happens.” She glanced over her shoulder at him, then turned to face him, an eyebrow lifting. “Oh.”
“What?” He could feel himself blushing and he wiped his mouth to hide the grin he couldn’t stop.
“There was a reason you forgot.” She was smiling.
“Just…was distracted.” Daniel insisted.
“Uh huh, sure. If that’s what we’re calling it.”
He blushed more and shook his head. “Stop.”
She held up both hands. “Not a word, your secret is safe with me.”
“It’s not a…I mean, nothing…” He swallowed and took a deep breath. “Can we drop it?”
“Consider it dropped.”
“Good, I was actually hoping you might help me find something.”
“Depends on what it is.” Sam said, crossing her arms.
“Well, when you all left me at the bar the other night, I got talking to this…guy.”
Her eyebrow went up again, but Daniel powered on. “And he was telling me about this odd weather pattern he saw a few nights ago. It reminded me of something I was reading about on P3X-511.” He pulled his notepad out of his pocket and flipped it open to the page where he’d jotted down Thor’s description of how the bridge appeared. He set it down and watched her eyes scan over it.
"Did he say where?"
She was already on her way back to the computer, her fingers moving over the keyboard. "Outside of town." Daniel said.
"Here?"
He nodded and moved to look over her shoulder. She squinted as she sorted through information. "Huh."
"What huh?"
She bit her lip and pointed to the screen. "Six days ago, here…and again the next day…" Her fingers moved on the keyboard. "Is that? No, can't be."
An image came up on the screen, though Daniel couldn't make heads or tails of it. "It's hard to see just from this satellite image." Sam said, leaning in to squint. "See this, just north?" Her finger circled what looked to him like a mass of clouds.
"What is it?"
She frowned. "Not sure. I'll need to pull up some data. If I didn't know better…"
"What?" Daniel prodded.
She huffed and sat back and looked at him. "Well, if I didn't know better, I would think it looks an awful lot like….well…a wormhole…of sorts."
"Like the gate?"
She shook her head. "Not, exactly." She was biting her lip again. "I'm going to pull some data, see if I can figure it out."
"Let me know, would ya?" Daniel snatched up his notepad and headed for the door. His next step was to make a few phone calls with Loki's description, see if he'd ended up in any of the usual places.
"Okay, thank you. You have my number if he turns up." Daniel hung up the phone and rubbed at the bridge of his nose. He was starting to get a headache. He had called every ER and police station in the area, plus called in a few favors with some friends who could canvas a little more broadly, so far he had nothing. He reached for his coffee cup, but it was empty. He got up for more, stopping when there was a knock.
"Dr. Frasier." Daniel frowned at her as she stood in his doorway. "Is everything…okay?"
She smiled and crossed her arms. "Actually, I'm here to ask you that question. Colonel O'Neill said you weren't feeling good."
Daniel rolled his eyes. "Jack has a big mouth. I'm fine."
"You sure?"
He sighed and went to the coffee pot. "Yes. I overslept, I was cranky, tired. I probably overdid it this weekend so I’m a little sore. But I'm fine."
"Maybe you should go home. Get some rest."
Not like he'd actually rest with Thor waiting there for him. Daniel managed not to snort when the thought crossed his mind and nodded instead. "Yeah, maybe I will."
"If you're not feeling better tomorrow, come see me."
"I will, Janet. Thank you."
Instead of pouring more coffee, Daniel turned off the pot and grabbed his coat. He was going to go home and talk to Thor, see if he could figure out how this whole thing went together.
"Hey." He stopped at the elevator and turned at the sound of Sam's voice. "You going somewhere?"
"Just…home."
"You want to take a ride?" Her eyes sparkled.
"You find something?" Daniel asked as the elevator doors opened.
"Maybe, and since I'm just waiting for results from—"
"Major Carter!"
She closed her eyes and shook her head. "Never mind. That would be those results. Raincheck?"
Daniel nodded. "Yeah. Call me."
He stopped for food on the way home, and as an after thought, ran into the Salvation Army store to find something that might fit Thor better than his borrowed pair of jeans.
He juggled bags as he approached the door, unlocking it and kicking it open. Thor was instantly there, taking things from his hands. Daniel stumbled into the house, kicking the door closed behind him.
He stopped at the sight of his living room. The coffee table was in splinters, several bookshelves were leaning precariously and the chair was missing an arm. "What happened?"
Thor looked sheepish as he put the bags down on the couch, which was thankfully still in one piece. "Your furniture is not built for warriors, Daniel. I am sorry."
Daniel was frowning hard enough that it hurt. "But…what were you doing?"
"I was only looking at your collection of books." Thor gestured at the bookshelf. "I leaned to the side and that happened. And the table was not my fault. Though I may have put Mjolnir upon it."
Daniel glanced at the chair, but then shook his head. "Never mind. I may have found something."
"Loki?"
"Maybe." Daniel grabbed the bags with food and headed into the kitchen to start making dinner. "There are some clothes in the other bag."
Thor followed him, crowding him into the counter. "I prefer you without clothes."
Daniel chuckled and turned to face him. "The clothes are for you."
"I prefer me without clothes too."
Daniel couldn't help but smile. Somehow, despite all the reasons why he shouldn’t be getting involved, not be caring, hell, should not even be believing the man, Daniel was finding that he genuinely liked the guy.
"Food first." Daniel managed, despite the way Thor's thumbs rubbed against his skin. "You must be starving."
"Ravenous." Thor agreed, though the way his mouth latched on to Daniel's skin he wasn't sure Thor actually meant food.
"Go try on the clothes while I make dinner." He wasn't sure at first that Thor would actually listen, but with a kiss that made Daniel's knees wobble, he backed off and left the kitchen.
Daniel had to chuckle as he turned back to unload the bags and get started on dinner. The phone rang a few minutes later, and Daniel reached for it, glancing up as Thor appeared in the doorway in clothes that fit him a lot better than what he'd been wearing when they met.
"Hello?"
"Hey, you left early."
"Wasn't feeling great, Sam. What's up?"
"I did a little more digging. There were two incidents in the last week in the same location. Interested in a road trip?"
"How far?" Daniel asked, putting a hand on Thor's chest when he pushed in for a kiss.
"Just outside of town."
"Tomorrow?" Daniel asked, "I'm not coming in to the base tomorrow. Just swing by and pick me up."
"Around noon?"
Daniel chuckled as Thor's lips nibbled along the edge of his shirt, over the back of Daniel's neck. "Yeah…okay…noon."
"Daniel….are you…is someone there?"
"Goodbye Sam."
Daniel dropped the phone on the counter and turned, his hand guiding Thor's mouth toward his. "You're making me crazy." Daniel whispered before pressing their lips together.
Thor responded by lifting Daniel off his feet and pressing him to the counter. His hands somehow held Daniel in place and managed to open his pants at the same time. "We…we should…" His words stopped when Thor's mouth found his cock, .licking down the shaft as it hardened. "Or we could do that…" His hand fumbled for the stove, turning off the burner under the steaks he had just put into a frying pan.
Thor sucked in and Daniel hissed, hitting his head on the cabinet behind him. He was going to come fast if Thor kept sucking like that. Which is when Thor lifted his head, grinning up at Daniel.
"You are tense, Daniel."
"I…yeah…you…" He shook his head in an effort to make the words come together, but it didn't help. Not when Thor was swirling his tongue over the head of Daniel's cock and his hand was sliding under Daniel, fingering his ass despite the fact that Daniel was still wearing jeans and was sitting on a counter…and it should be uncomfortable at best, not make him want more.
Thor's finger breached him and Daniel started to come, his breath catching when Thor sucked in hard and started swallowing around him. His orgasm exploded like he hadn't come in months, but it didn't stop Thor's finger, which pushed in further.
Daniel pushed at his jeans, trying to get them down to give Thor more room. Thor stepped to one side, his finger still inside Daniel, working up deeper, even as they worked Daniel's pants down his legs. It took far longer than it should have and Daniel was sweating when they finally dropped to the kitchen floor.
Thor finally eased his finger out, his hands moving to Daniel's hips and tugging, pulling until he was off the counter and turned. One hand went right back to Daniel's ass, working two fingers in while his feet and other hand positioned Daniel to his satisfaction.
He had a moment to contemplate the oddity of the moment, with his underwear still around one ankle, bent over his kitchen counter for a man he hardly knew…a man he'd known less than 72 hours and had already been very intimate with. A man who could have any number of problems, who was at best an alien and at worst a lunatic…and he wasn't entirely sure when the alien thing had become the best scenario…but at least he didn't have to worry about pregnancy, just the standard diseases…or maybe not so standard if Thor was an alien…
Thor's cock pushing into him, shoved his worries aside, and made Daniel groan. He tried to hold onto the counter, repositioning his feet for better traction, but Thor's thrust into him lifted him off his feet and pushed him into the counter. Each thrust was hard and deep and the pace was slowly increasing as Daniel's cock twitched and his body thrummed. Thor grunted in his ear, his body covering Daniel's as he switched to less violent thrusting, his teeth biting down on shoulder muscle. He roared when he came, shaking the window over the sink as his cock filled Daniel again.
He staggered back and Daniel straightened slowly, his ass clenching. Thor leaned against the table, grinning at him, his cock still hard and poking out of the jeans Daniel had found for him.
"Now we eat." Thor declared and Daniel couldn't help but chuckle.
He turned the stove back on, then bent to pull his underwear up. "Yeah, right. Give me five minutes to finish cooking."
"And when we are done feasting, we will rise up once more."
Daniel wasn't sure how much more rise up he had left in him, but he nodded and went back to cooking. He could only hope that Sam had actually found something…because as much as he liked the guy, Thor was going to be the death of him.
Daniel woke to an empty bed and the smell of food, and rose, pulling first his glasses, then his robe on. He squinted at the clock. It was well after nine, not that he was surprised considering the hour he'd finally told Thor no more and meant it.
He shuffled out to the living room, just as Thor emerged from the kitchen, a pair of sweats slung low on his hips and a cup of coffee in his hand. "I was going to bring you breakfast."
Daniel smiled and took the cup, and the kiss that came with it. "I should have been up hours ago."
"Today my brother will be found." Thor turned and went back into the kitchen and Daniel followed, stifling the yawn that came and sitting gingerly to watch Thor at the stove.
"Don't get your hopes up. We're still not really sure how to track him."
Thor turned and put a plate of eggs in front of him that didn't look half bad. "We will not have to look far. He will be waiting at the site of the bridge."
"The bridge…you mean, where you came to our world?" Daniel asked, poking at the eggs before deciding to take the risk and tasted them. He was surprised by the taste. "This is good."
"You are going there with the person you work with, are you not?"
Daniel nodded, sipping on his coffee. "Yes, but I don't think it's wise for you to meet her."
"I will go with you, then I can collect Loki and take him home to Father."
"Go…" Of course he was going to go. He wasn't a pet Daniel could keep for himself. He focused on eating, hoping his disappointment didn't show.
Thor's hand on his knee made him look up. "I will never be far away. If you call for me I will come back for you."
Daniel snorted and stood, taking his plate to the sink. "I appreciate your concern…and I have enjoyed having you here, but I think it's for the best that you do go home. I'm going to get into so much trouble if anyone finds out I hid you here. Jack…my boss? He'd blow a gasket."
He reached for his coffee and swallowed the rest of it in the cup. "I'm going to shower."
He wasn't surprised when Thor followed him back to the bedroom, or into the bathroom. The shower was a bit small with the two of them in it, but Thor's big hands on Daniel's hips were steadying, even once the water had them both wet.
"This is probably the last time…" Daniel murmured as Thor's mouth moved over his shoulder.
"Until the next time." Thor countered, his fingers moving to part Daniel's ass cheeks. "It should be special."
Daniel nodded without really understanding what Thor meant, too focused on bracing himself as Thor's cock sank into him. Hot water flowed over them and Thor was slow, his hands holding Daniel's hips, each thrust and pull pronounced and prolonged.
He tugged Daniel upright, leaning back against the strong muscled chest and his hand circled Daniel's cock, stroking it until Daniel couldn't hold out any longer. He came, watching it wash away in the water before Thor resumed the movement of his hips, lifting Daniel off his feet as he approached his climax, flushing Daniel with heat as he came.
The water was starting to run cold when they were done and Daniel could only hope they'd washed the smell of sex off of themselves when they had gotten out of the shower. They were both nearly dressed when it occurred to Daniel that he should probably prep Thor for Sam.
Only the doorbell rang before he could open his mouth.
Daniel glanced at the clock with a frown. She was early. Of course she was early. He left Thor putting on shoes and went to get the door. Sam smiled at him. “You’re early.” Daniel said dryly, letting her in.
“Am I?”
Thor emerged from the hallway, his face lighting up in a smile. “Daniel, you did not tell me that your work companion was so beautiful.”
Sam’s face flushed, but her smile widened. “Who is this?”
Thor bounded across the living room toward them. “I am Thor OdinSon.”
“Thor?” She turned incredulous blue eyes at Daniel.
“Long story, okay?” Daniel said, turning her back to the door. “He’s coming with us.”
“He doesn’t look like-“
“I know.” Daniel cut her off with the tiniest nudge out the door. Thor was behind him with his bag, the hammer handle poking out of it. Daniel paused long enough to lock the door, then followed Thor to Sam’s car.
“Is this the guy from the bar the other night?” Sam asked as Daniel climbed into the front seat.
He glanced behind them at Thor in the back and figured there was no point in lying. Sam would just keep picking at it until she figured it out. “Yes, okay? You told me to make new friends.”
“I didn’t mean you should bring them home with you.” Sam said, smirking. “But good for you.”
“Stop.” Daniel shook his head.
She glanced in the mirror at Thor, then pulled out on the road. “But…Thor?”
Daniel sighed and nodded. “Yeah, I’m still working on that.”
“And he’s coming with us, why, exactly?”
Any way he said this, Sam was either going to think he was crazy or Thor was. “He says his brother will be there.”
“Where exactly?”
He sighed again, pulling his hand through his hair. “At the site where they both…came…to…earth.” He could feel her looking at him. “Sam, the road.”
“Did you just say—“
“Yes.” He looked at Thor who just grinned at him. “Can we just get to the site, and see what’s there before you react?”
“Are you saying he’s an alien?”
“I’m not sure what I’m saying. Just…get us there in one piece.”
“Colonel O’Neill isn’t going to be happy.”
“I’ll worry about Jack once I figure out what’s going on.” Jack was not going to be happy, no matter how this played out.
“Are you going to at least tell me what it is we’re going to see?” Sam asked as they pulled out of residential area and onto a road leading into the forest.
"You tell me." Daniel said. "You're the one who found it."
"Because you showed me where to look. I have no idea what to expect."
"If I'm to believe Thor, the place where the Rainbow Bridge of Norse legend touched Earth for him and his brother Loki."
"So I was right. It was a wormhole." Sam said, turning them off the paved road and onto dirt, her eyes darting to the GPS on the dash.
"I don't know." Daniel insisted, though really, what else could it be? They were about to find out though. "I think we're here." He pointed to a man standing beside a cleared out space.
Sam barely had the car stopped when Thor was out and stalking toward the other man. They were too far away to hear as Daniel got out the car, but Thor turned to him beaming. "As I said, Daniel, my brother is here and ready to go home."
"So I see." Daniel said, moving closer. Sam was already circling around the clearing, a radiation detector in her hand. "You must be Loki. I'm Daniel."
Loki sneered in his general direction. "Do you have to do this every time, brother?"
Thor looked slightly wounded at his brother's words. "You fight with Father and flee. He sends me to fetch you, but I have learned it is not worth the looking until you are ready to be found. What is there to do but to find a fight or a feast or—"
Daniel held up both hands to stop him. "Enough." He wasn't sure how Loki knew, but then it was probably the same way Sam knew. "Now that you've found him, I don't suppose I could convince you both to stick around? Answer some questions?"
"We have to go." Loki said, pulling on Thor's arm. "Heimdall, open the bridge."
"I will return, Daniel. Just call for me." Loki tugged Thor into the cleared circle. Sam came to his side, watching as the two brothers argued, then seemed to be sucked up into the sky.
"Holy Hanna." Sam exclaimed, jumping into Daniel. "What just…was that?"
"I'm guessing that was the rainbow bridge." Daniel responded, looking around them for anyone watching or any sign that it was a joke. "And that answers the question about whether or not he was crazy."
"But…wormholes don't work like that." Sam said, edging closer to the circle. "I need to get a team out here, figure out what…what happened here."
"Probably not a bad idea." Daniel agreed. He scratched at his forehead. He was going to have a lot of explaining to do.
phantismaArtist:
xxxholicloverFandom: Stargate SG1/Thor
Title: Beware Brothers Bearing Gifts
Rating: NC-17
Summary: In the wake of a mission gone very wrong, Daniel meets a stranger in a bar and even though he knows better, particularly when the man is very probably insane, Daniel takes him home. When the stranger turns out to not actually be insane, and an alien, Daniel finds himself in hot water...though how much trouble doesn't become clear for a few months...
Warnings: Warnings: No serious warnings, but obviously for Mpreg, and guys having sex, also kissing and one too many Thors, contemplation of termination of pregnancy, Jack being Jack-like, and the like...
Link to Master Story Post: http://phantisma.livejournal.com/382715.html
Link to Master Art Post: http://xxxholiclover.livejournal.com/11620.html
Daniel Jackson was not a man given to heavy drinking, but he understood the ritual of after-mission bonding well enough and he was certainly willing to go along, especially when Sam asked and promised him they would find a way to enjoy themselves.
Unfortunately, Jack didn't seem to get the memo about the enjoyment part of the evening and he was moping in the back of the booth, staring into his beer while Sam was trying to teach Daniel the physics of pool. Teal'c, for the most part, had been silent; despite drinking a fair amount of beer, he had yet to loosen up.
Daniel shook his head and tried to focus on Sam who seemed to be the only one really having a good time, and even she was mostly faking it.
Not that Daniel could blame them. The mission had been…spectacularly bad. Jack had made promises to the local population that in the end he couldn't keep and people had died. Children had died.
Daniel sighed and looked down at the mostly empty mugs of beer, nodding a little. It was his turn to buy a round…and then they could end this whole charade and go home, sleep off the left over disgust and horror of the mission and come back fresh on Monday.
He smiled at Sam and held up the two empty glasses, gesturing toward the bar with his head. He put the glasses on the bar, sparing a glance at the big man on the stool, offering a small smile when the man looked up.
"Four more." Daniel said to the bartender, handing across the twenty in his hand.
The big man beside him slapped a hand down on the bar. "And for me as well."
"You haven't even paid for your first five," the bartender countered. "No more for you until you show me some money."
The big man frowned.
Daniel heard his name and turned. Jack and Teal'c were headed for the door. "We're just going to head out." Jack said.
"But I just—" The bartender put the four beers down on the bar, but Jack was already gone. "Great." Sam was pulling on her jacket. "You too?"
She shrugged. "Just not feeling it tonight."
"What am I supposed to do with these?" Daniel asked.
Sam smiled and slapped his back, gesturing to the big man on the stool. "Make new friends."
Daniel sighed and looked at the man who was grinning at him. "Can I buy you a beer?" Daniel asked, his voice snarky. The man clapped a huge hand onto Daniel's shoulder.
"Come, join me. We shall drink to Odin and tell tales of our great victories."
"Odin, huh?" Daniel slipped out from under the hand and sat on the stool beside the man. "I'm Daniel. Dr. Daniel Jackson." He held out his hand.
The big man took his hand, squeezing it hard. "I am Thor, Odin Son."
Daniel had his mug of beer half way to his mouth before the name registered and he stopped. "I'm sorry, did you say Thor?"
He turned to look at the man. He was tall, blond, big build, and it was obvious the man worked out. He was wearing a tight fitting t-shirt and a pair of jeans that were obviously not his own, judging by the way they ended well above his boots and looked as though he'd outgrown them.
Which wasn't to say that it wasn't a good look. Not that Daniel was looking. He shook his head and took a sip of the beer.
"Indeed. I am a long way from home."
Of course he was…or more than likely he was an escaped mental patient. Daniel put the beer down. He'd already had enough, really. He was such a lightweight. "So…um…Thor…" Daniel cleared his throat. "What brings you to…Colorado?"
Thor slammed down his empty glass and picked up one of the full ones. "I am looking for someone. My brother." He swallowed half the mug and grinned at Daniel. "He is impulsive."
"Your brother?"
"Loki. He and Father disagreed and Loki left Asgard."
"And came to Colorado?" Daniel was definitely feeling like he was being put on…like someone knew him well enough to pull a joke. On another day he might even find it funny. "Look, buddy…Thor…I appreciate the effort, but it's not a good time for jokes, okay?" He threw down another twenty and a ten, flagging the bartender. "That should cover whatever he hasn't paid for."
He slipped off his stool and headed for the door. The night air was cold; winter was well on its way. The three beers he had managed to drink hit him as he stepped out to hail a cab, making him reach out to grab the lamppost to keep from falling.
Jack would be laughing at him. If Jack had stayed long enough. Idly, Daniel wondered if he should check on Jack before going home, but his head was buzzing loudly and he was pretty sure what he really needed was to go home and sleep it off.
He hailed an approaching cab and suddenly his foot slipped, only instead of falling, someone caught him. "Thank you." He looked up as he regained his feet, into the face of Thor.
The big man grinned at him. His hands held Daniel's waist firmly. The cab came to a stop and Daniel fumbled for the door handle. Thor was still holding him, standing outside in the cold in nothing but his shirtsleeves.
"You…aren't you cold?"
Thor grinned more. "It is a little chilly."
"Do you…" Daniel shook his head. He needed to leave this guy behind. He wasn't responsible for him. He was probably a lunatic. "You need a ride somewhere?"
Thor looked up and around them, then back at Daniel. "I have not yet found my brother."
Daniel frowned. "You do have somewhere to go, to sleep?"
"I will sleep when I have found him."
Daniel shook his head again, moving into the cab and gesturing for Thor to follow him. "I'm going to regret this." He gave the driver his address.
Thor's smile was ridiculously affecting and Daniel found himself grinning back at him, even as he was chastising himself. "I can offer you my couch for the night. Maybe help you find your brother tomorrow."
"I would like that." Thor's big hand came down on Daniel's thigh, squeezing enough to make him wince.
"Okay…let’s just…" He pushed Thor's hand off his leg. "I have friends who might be able to help."
The cab stopped and Daniel paid the driver. "So, just…um…" He pulled keys from his pocket and unlocked the door. "The place is…I wasn't expecting company." He opened the door and stepped inside, turning when Thor wasn't immediately behind him. Thor stood in the doorway, his eyes sweeping over what he could see of the inside, then coming back to Daniel. "Come in." Daniel realized then that Thor was carrying a bag, a backpack of sorts. He didn't remember seeing it before.
Thor stepped in far enough that Daniel could close the door. He was starting to feel a little less buzzed as he waved a hand into the living room. "So, um…bathroom is through that door there, kitchen is…" He pointed at the archway into the kitchen. "Help yourself to anything you can find, there isn't much. I'll just…get some pillows."
He was berating himself under his breath as he opened the door to his bedroom. Jack was going to kill him. He should know better. Always picking up strays. This took the cake though.
But maybe, if he could help Thor, or whatever his name really was, find his brother, or whatever mental hospital he got away from, Daniel could have them both on their way before Jack ever found out. He had a day off. He exhaled and nodded to himself as he pulled two pillows off his bed, stopping at the linen closet for sheets and a blanket before going back to the living room.
"So, I figure in the morning we can—" Daniel stopped when he found Thor, stripped down to just the too-small jeans, his boots beside the coffee table, his chest bare…and from somewhere he had found a bottle of alcohol. The bottle of Jack Daniels Jack had brought over and Daniel had thought he'd gotten rid of.
"Come, Daniel, let us drink."
"I…uh…I've had plenty." Daniel dropped the pile of pillows and blankets on the end of the couch. "I should get to bed."
"Nonsense." Thor thrust a glass at him. "It is early and we are young. There are no battles to be had, nor feasting. What better way to spend our night than by drinking until we sleep?"
Daniel took the glass, but shook his head. "I…shouldn't…I had plenty at the bar." Thor wasn't really listening though, he was busy downing his whiskey. Daniel took a sip, regretting it almost instantly. He remembered why the bottle had sat for so long. He really didn’t care for bourbon.
“So…I, um…” His face was flushing already. From just one sip. “Blanket, pillows.”
Thor was pouring more into his glass. A lot more. “Drink up, Daniel. And tell me about you.”
“Me? Not much to tell.” Against his better judgment, he sat on the couch, taking another sip before putting the glass down on the table. “I’m…an archeologist. I study the past.”
Thor sat beside him, raising his glass and drinking. “Wise men study the past. Tell me more.”
Daniel cleared his throat. “Well…for example, um…your name, Thor. It’s the name of a god from a culture in Norway. A warrior god.”
Thor grinned and nodded. “Yes.” He picked up Daniel’s drink and handed it back to him. “Drink.”
“I really shouldn’t.” Despite his protest, Daniel found the drink in his hand and lifted to his lips. He took a healthy swallow, then a second when Thor’s hand didn’t leave his. “Okay, enough.” His head was swimming and he exhaled. “Each of the gods have…um…aspects. Thor was a warrior, Loki a trickster.”
“I knew you were a kindred spirit.” Thor said, slapping his hand down on Daniel’s thigh. “We must raise our glasses.” He pushed Daniel’s hand with the glass upward. “To Odin, All Father.”
“Oh, this is a bad idea.” Daniel muttered as he swallowed the fiery drink. His skin was hot. “So you…and Loki…” He shook his head, not sure what he’d been going to ask.
Thor made a face. “My brother is not generally as rash and impulsive as I am…but he and father argued and Loki fled across the Bifrost bridge to Midgard, your realm. I was sent to find him and bring him home.”
Daniel shook his head. “You can…I mean, the story is fun and all…but…”
“I have been here for three days, but my brother is not likely to be found until he is ready. He has ways of disappearing.”
Maybe if he played along...Daniel had a little left in his glass. He tossed it back as casually as he could manage. “So…what did they argue about?”
Thor stood and paced to the television and back. “What does Loki ever argue about? He is restless and wants more.” Thor turned back, his hands in fists. “He does not know the heat of battle, yet wants the due of a warrior.”
His voice boomed off the walls. “But enough of him. We are here. He is not.”
“You know, I’ve met someone else who claimed to be Thor.” Daniel said, his face flushing more as he realized what he’d said. No more bourbon for him. “I mean…someone who was named Thor.”
Thor drew himself up and glowered at him. “No one is Thor, but Thor. I can prove it.” He went to his bag on the floor and opened it, pulling out a giant hammer with Celtic runes inscribed on it. “Only the real Thor can wield Mjolnir.”
Daniel staggered to his feet and stumbled over to Thor, reaching out a hand for the hammer. He ran a hand over the metal, then down to the handle, looking up at Thor and pulling his hand away before his fingers touched skin. “May I?”
Thor smiled and nodded, holding the hammer so that Daniel could take it….only as soon as Thor let go of the weight, the hammer crashed straight to the floor with a thud. Daniel couldn’t lift it either.
Thor chuckled and reached for it. “You have the heart of a warrior, Daniel, but the arms of a scholar.”
Daniel laughed and stepped back, letting Thor lift the hammer and settle it back into his bag. “It’s heavier than it looks.” His words were starting to slur together and he listed a little as he turned to go back to the couch. Thor caught him, holding him up. “Thank you. I think I’m drunk.”
Thor laughed, a warm sound that shook them both. “You drink like a woman.”
He couldn’t argue that. “I should go….bed.” That was what he needed.
“Allow me to help you.” Thor responded, actually lifting Daniel off his feet and carrying him down the hallway.
“I…uh…end of the hall.”
Thor set him on his feet beside the bed, but didn’t let go.
“Thank you.” It was warm. Warmer than it should be. Thor’s hands were big, hot against Daniel’s skin. Skin. It took him a minute to realize that Thor was pulling his shirt up. “I…um…what…”
Thor’s mouth brushed over his and Daniel’s face was burning. “Oh…I…oh…” Thor pulled back enough that he could grin down at Daniel.
“You speak a lot for one who is being kissed by Thor.”
“I do?” He was confused, but his body seemed to understand what was happening, his skin flushing, his cock twitching. Thor tugged on his shirt and Daniel found himself lifting his arms, letting him pull the shirt off.
The next kiss was a little more purposeful, Thor’s tongue demanding entrance and Daniel’s lips falling open, even though he was pretty sure he shouldn’t be doing this. His hands were on Thor’s chest now though, his bare chest, caressing down to his hips.
The man was solid muscle, his hip bones hard under Daniel's thumbs. Daniel traced down them, into the waist band of his jeans…though his jeans should have been too tight…but instead, they were falling, revealing nothing underneath that wasn't all skin.
"You…I…." He exhaled and shook his head in an effort to clear it, but it only made things worse.
Thor's hands were on his pants, and suddenly Daniel found himself standing in a puddle of clothing, naked but for the shoes still on his feet.
"I mean to bed you." Thor said, his voice breathless and gruff at the same time, his breath hot on Daniel's ear and he knew he needed to stop this, but his cock was hard and he was pretty sure that was his voice whining as a big hand circled his cock and pulled.
The world tilted and Daniel found himself on his bed, spread open, his cock hard and his hips moving in time to the way Thor was pulling on his cock. "Just…we should…" but words and logic flew right out the window when a warm, wet tongue slipped over him and before Daniel could regain himself, he was shooting a hot, sticky mess onto his stomach.
He seemed to be stuck, moving slowly while Thor was suddenly hovering over him, blunt fingers finding Daniel's hole and easing in and Daniel isn't sure where Thor found lube…except that he knew there was some in the nightstand…he just didn't really remember Thor moving that much, but then there was something thicker moving against him, pressing in and Daniel groaned, shifting under him.
The burn was familiar, if distant…it had been years since he'd been with anyone like this…and for a minute he got lost chasing the memory...then Thor's weight pressed down and his cock filled Daniel's ass, thick and full and…fuck…when he moved, tilting Daniel's hips back, Daniel saw stars and had to grab at the bed.
Thor chuckled and eased back, only to press in again and Daniel's cock was half hard and thinking about a second go. Thor changed his angle and his pace, his hands holding Daniel's hips as he snapped in and out and suddenly came.
He collapsed beside Daniel, barely out of breath while Daniel was slicked with sweat and panting. Somehow, he got them both under the blankets and pulled Daniel in close. He knew he should get up, get cleaned up, but the alcohol and post sex haze was pulling him under.
His phone was ringing. Daniel vaguely recognized it and flailed toward the bedside table, his whole body protesting movement of any kind. “’Lo?” he mumbled as he got the phone open, rubbing at his eyes with his free hand. “Jack?”
“Just wondering if you were planning on coming in at all today.”
He squinted at the alarm clock and groaned. “Forgot to set my alarm. I’ll be in…just…give me an hour.”
He hung up the phone and dropped it back onto the nightstand before groaning again and laying back down, his eyes closed against the ache in every muscle of his body.
A hand slid over his stomach and Daniel reached to stop him. “No…can’t.” He struggled to sit up.
“Lay down, we can not be finished so soon.”
“Soon?” Daniel turned to look at his bed-mate, but that was a mistake.
Thor was disheveled, his hair a mess, his face creased where it had been pressed against the crumpled pillowcase, and he was pouting.
Pouting.
Daniel pinched the bridge of his nose and eased his feet to the floor. They’d barely left the bed once Thor had gotten him into it, aside from food and bathroom breaks, and those had been sparse. Daniel had lost count of the times they had…and he was blushing again.
“I have to go to work.” He fumbled around finding his robe, pulling it on. He needed a shower, because he was pretty sure he smelled like a brothel.
“I will come with you.” Thor declared, standing now too.
Unbelievably, his cock was hard. Again.
Daniel could only shake his head and look away. He didn’t know what had come over him, but the whole plan of helping Thor find his brother had gone right out the window. There had been talking, about Asgard and Loki, about Daniel’s work, at least what he could talk about, and more drinking along with…sex.
More sex than Daniel had ever had in so short a period of time. The combination of which had led to his current predicament. His head was feeling like he’d had too much to drink and he wasn’t entirely sure he could sit through the briefing he knew he had that afternoon.
“You can’t come with me.” Daniel said finally, moving toward the bathroom. “I could never explain who you are.”
“I am Thor Odin-Son.” Thor said, puffing his chest out…which only made his hard cock stand out more.
“I know, but…” Daniel shook his head. “Look, if I go to work I can look for your brother with my contacts…just stay here and when I come home tonight I’ll hopefully have an answer.”
Thor sort of deflated and dropped onto the bed. Daniel slipped into the bathroom, pulling the door shut and starting the water. He had to figure something out. He was inclined to believe Thor’s story, even if it made no sense.
Thor…the other Thor, looked nothing like this Thor. Though to be fair, this Thor looked more like the warrior god of the mythology. But the Asgard were…the Asgard and they had proven themselves.
Of course, that didn’t explain this Thor or how he got to be there. Or where his Asgard was. Or…anything else.
Daniel showered quickly, despite the desire to stand under the hot water until the ache left his body. He still had to call a cab to get back to his car, which was parked at the bar. He moaned and turned the water off, and climbing out to wrap himself in a towel.
He opened the bathroom door, startled to find Thor standing just outside it. "I…what are you doing?"
"Hoping you will reconsider." Thor's hand was on his hip, turning him.
Daniel planted his feet. "I can't. If I don't go there will be too many questions I can’t answer.” He stepped around Thor and went to get dressed. He could feel the big man pouting at him. “I need to go in to help you find your brother. We have the equipment.” Thor had told him enough to at least try to look, though Sam would be better at…though getting Sam to help had its own risks.
He managed to get dressed, despite Thor’s attempts to seduce him back into bed. He called a cab and went to make coffee, emerging from the kitchen with a travel mug. Thor stood naked in the living room, grinning at Daniel.
“There’s…coffee.” Daniel offered. “Um, and food in the fridge, for some value of food, anyway. My phone number….” He frowned, unsure Thor would even know what a phone was. “…is on the counter in the kitchen, if you need anything.”
“I will wait here for your return.”
A horn out front announced the cab’s arrival. “Okay. I’ll be back as soon as I can.”
All he had to do was get his car, get to the mountain, get through his day and figure out how to get Sam’s help without really giving too much away. Of course, by the time he got to the mountain he was thinking it was probably a whole lot more prudent to bring Thor in and do the whole thing through official channels.
Except for how official channels were likely to get the big guy quarantined and held against his will. And despite the fact that he was, at best, an alien and at worst completely delusional, Daniel was feeling protective.
Of course, it had to be the kind of day that was going to go from bad to worse.
Jack met him as he got off the elevator. “Nice of you to stop by.”
Daniel rolled his eyes and headed for his office. “I overslept. It happens.”
“Not to you.” Jack countered, following. “Especially not when you have a big speech all planned about some old stuff someone found somewhere.”
Daniel just shook his head and opened the door to his office. “I’m postponing that. We’ll do it later in the week.” He winced a little as he sat, his ass protesting the hardness of his desk chair.
Jack was instantly concerned, frowning at him. “You okay?”
Daniel exhaled slowly and nodded. “Yeah, just…a little stiff…not really feeling great.”
Jack snorted. “Maybe you should see Doc Frasier?”
“I’m fine, I’m here. Is there something you wanted?”
“Nope. Nothing at all.” Jack left, and Daniel waited a few minutes before he got up and headed for Sam’s lab.
She smiled as he knocked on the door jamb. “Colonel O’Neil was looking for you.”
“Yeah, he found me.” Daniel said, slipping into the room.
“Oversleep?” She set aside whatever she was playing with and went to her computer to punch in some data.
“Yeah…I…forgot to set the alarm when I went to bed last night.” His head flashed to the reason why he forgot and he smirked a little.
“It happens.” She glanced over her shoulder at him, then turned to face him, an eyebrow lifting. “Oh.”
“What?” He could feel himself blushing and he wiped his mouth to hide the grin he couldn’t stop.
“There was a reason you forgot.” She was smiling.
“Just…was distracted.” Daniel insisted.
“Uh huh, sure. If that’s what we’re calling it.”
He blushed more and shook his head. “Stop.”
She held up both hands. “Not a word, your secret is safe with me.”
“It’s not a…I mean, nothing…” He swallowed and took a deep breath. “Can we drop it?”
“Consider it dropped.”
“Good, I was actually hoping you might help me find something.”
“Depends on what it is.” Sam said, crossing her arms.
“Well, when you all left me at the bar the other night, I got talking to this…guy.”
Her eyebrow went up again, but Daniel powered on. “And he was telling me about this odd weather pattern he saw a few nights ago. It reminded me of something I was reading about on P3X-511.” He pulled his notepad out of his pocket and flipped it open to the page where he’d jotted down Thor’s description of how the bridge appeared. He set it down and watched her eyes scan over it.
"Did he say where?"
She was already on her way back to the computer, her fingers moving over the keyboard. "Outside of town." Daniel said.
"Here?"
He nodded and moved to look over her shoulder. She squinted as she sorted through information. "Huh."
"What huh?"
She bit her lip and pointed to the screen. "Six days ago, here…and again the next day…" Her fingers moved on the keyboard. "Is that? No, can't be."
An image came up on the screen, though Daniel couldn't make heads or tails of it. "It's hard to see just from this satellite image." Sam said, leaning in to squint. "See this, just north?" Her finger circled what looked to him like a mass of clouds.
"What is it?"
She frowned. "Not sure. I'll need to pull up some data. If I didn't know better…"
"What?" Daniel prodded.
She huffed and sat back and looked at him. "Well, if I didn't know better, I would think it looks an awful lot like….well…a wormhole…of sorts."
"Like the gate?"
She shook her head. "Not, exactly." She was biting her lip again. "I'm going to pull some data, see if I can figure it out."
"Let me know, would ya?" Daniel snatched up his notepad and headed for the door. His next step was to make a few phone calls with Loki's description, see if he'd ended up in any of the usual places.
"Okay, thank you. You have my number if he turns up." Daniel hung up the phone and rubbed at the bridge of his nose. He was starting to get a headache. He had called every ER and police station in the area, plus called in a few favors with some friends who could canvas a little more broadly, so far he had nothing. He reached for his coffee cup, but it was empty. He got up for more, stopping when there was a knock.
"Dr. Frasier." Daniel frowned at her as she stood in his doorway. "Is everything…okay?"
She smiled and crossed her arms. "Actually, I'm here to ask you that question. Colonel O'Neill said you weren't feeling good."
Daniel rolled his eyes. "Jack has a big mouth. I'm fine."
"You sure?"
He sighed and went to the coffee pot. "Yes. I overslept, I was cranky, tired. I probably overdid it this weekend so I’m a little sore. But I'm fine."
"Maybe you should go home. Get some rest."
Not like he'd actually rest with Thor waiting there for him. Daniel managed not to snort when the thought crossed his mind and nodded instead. "Yeah, maybe I will."
"If you're not feeling better tomorrow, come see me."
"I will, Janet. Thank you."
Instead of pouring more coffee, Daniel turned off the pot and grabbed his coat. He was going to go home and talk to Thor, see if he could figure out how this whole thing went together.
"Hey." He stopped at the elevator and turned at the sound of Sam's voice. "You going somewhere?"
"Just…home."
"You want to take a ride?" Her eyes sparkled.
"You find something?" Daniel asked as the elevator doors opened.
"Maybe, and since I'm just waiting for results from—"
"Major Carter!"
She closed her eyes and shook her head. "Never mind. That would be those results. Raincheck?"
Daniel nodded. "Yeah. Call me."
He stopped for food on the way home, and as an after thought, ran into the Salvation Army store to find something that might fit Thor better than his borrowed pair of jeans.
He juggled bags as he approached the door, unlocking it and kicking it open. Thor was instantly there, taking things from his hands. Daniel stumbled into the house, kicking the door closed behind him.
He stopped at the sight of his living room. The coffee table was in splinters, several bookshelves were leaning precariously and the chair was missing an arm. "What happened?"
Thor looked sheepish as he put the bags down on the couch, which was thankfully still in one piece. "Your furniture is not built for warriors, Daniel. I am sorry."
Daniel was frowning hard enough that it hurt. "But…what were you doing?"
"I was only looking at your collection of books." Thor gestured at the bookshelf. "I leaned to the side and that happened. And the table was not my fault. Though I may have put Mjolnir upon it."
Daniel glanced at the chair, but then shook his head. "Never mind. I may have found something."
"Loki?"
"Maybe." Daniel grabbed the bags with food and headed into the kitchen to start making dinner. "There are some clothes in the other bag."
Thor followed him, crowding him into the counter. "I prefer you without clothes."
Daniel chuckled and turned to face him. "The clothes are for you."
"I prefer me without clothes too."
Daniel couldn't help but smile. Somehow, despite all the reasons why he shouldn’t be getting involved, not be caring, hell, should not even be believing the man, Daniel was finding that he genuinely liked the guy.
"Food first." Daniel managed, despite the way Thor's thumbs rubbed against his skin. "You must be starving."
"Ravenous." Thor agreed, though the way his mouth latched on to Daniel's skin he wasn't sure Thor actually meant food.
"Go try on the clothes while I make dinner." He wasn't sure at first that Thor would actually listen, but with a kiss that made Daniel's knees wobble, he backed off and left the kitchen.
Daniel had to chuckle as he turned back to unload the bags and get started on dinner. The phone rang a few minutes later, and Daniel reached for it, glancing up as Thor appeared in the doorway in clothes that fit him a lot better than what he'd been wearing when they met.
"Hello?"
"Hey, you left early."
"Wasn't feeling great, Sam. What's up?"
"I did a little more digging. There were two incidents in the last week in the same location. Interested in a road trip?"
"How far?" Daniel asked, putting a hand on Thor's chest when he pushed in for a kiss.
"Just outside of town."
"Tomorrow?" Daniel asked, "I'm not coming in to the base tomorrow. Just swing by and pick me up."
"Around noon?"
Daniel chuckled as Thor's lips nibbled along the edge of his shirt, over the back of Daniel's neck. "Yeah…okay…noon."
"Daniel….are you…is someone there?"
"Goodbye Sam."
Daniel dropped the phone on the counter and turned, his hand guiding Thor's mouth toward his. "You're making me crazy." Daniel whispered before pressing their lips together.
Thor responded by lifting Daniel off his feet and pressing him to the counter. His hands somehow held Daniel in place and managed to open his pants at the same time. "We…we should…" His words stopped when Thor's mouth found his cock, .licking down the shaft as it hardened. "Or we could do that…" His hand fumbled for the stove, turning off the burner under the steaks he had just put into a frying pan.
Thor sucked in and Daniel hissed, hitting his head on the cabinet behind him. He was going to come fast if Thor kept sucking like that. Which is when Thor lifted his head, grinning up at Daniel.
"You are tense, Daniel."
"I…yeah…you…" He shook his head in an effort to make the words come together, but it didn't help. Not when Thor was swirling his tongue over the head of Daniel's cock and his hand was sliding under Daniel, fingering his ass despite the fact that Daniel was still wearing jeans and was sitting on a counter…and it should be uncomfortable at best, not make him want more.
Thor's finger breached him and Daniel started to come, his breath catching when Thor sucked in hard and started swallowing around him. His orgasm exploded like he hadn't come in months, but it didn't stop Thor's finger, which pushed in further.
Daniel pushed at his jeans, trying to get them down to give Thor more room. Thor stepped to one side, his finger still inside Daniel, working up deeper, even as they worked Daniel's pants down his legs. It took far longer than it should have and Daniel was sweating when they finally dropped to the kitchen floor.
Thor finally eased his finger out, his hands moving to Daniel's hips and tugging, pulling until he was off the counter and turned. One hand went right back to Daniel's ass, working two fingers in while his feet and other hand positioned Daniel to his satisfaction.
He had a moment to contemplate the oddity of the moment, with his underwear still around one ankle, bent over his kitchen counter for a man he hardly knew…a man he'd known less than 72 hours and had already been very intimate with. A man who could have any number of problems, who was at best an alien and at worst a lunatic…and he wasn't entirely sure when the alien thing had become the best scenario…but at least he didn't have to worry about pregnancy, just the standard diseases…or maybe not so standard if Thor was an alien…
Thor's cock pushing into him, shoved his worries aside, and made Daniel groan. He tried to hold onto the counter, repositioning his feet for better traction, but Thor's thrust into him lifted him off his feet and pushed him into the counter. Each thrust was hard and deep and the pace was slowly increasing as Daniel's cock twitched and his body thrummed. Thor grunted in his ear, his body covering Daniel's as he switched to less violent thrusting, his teeth biting down on shoulder muscle. He roared when he came, shaking the window over the sink as his cock filled Daniel again.
He staggered back and Daniel straightened slowly, his ass clenching. Thor leaned against the table, grinning at him, his cock still hard and poking out of the jeans Daniel had found for him.
"Now we eat." Thor declared and Daniel couldn't help but chuckle.
He turned the stove back on, then bent to pull his underwear up. "Yeah, right. Give me five minutes to finish cooking."
"And when we are done feasting, we will rise up once more."
Daniel wasn't sure how much more rise up he had left in him, but he nodded and went back to cooking. He could only hope that Sam had actually found something…because as much as he liked the guy, Thor was going to be the death of him.
Daniel woke to an empty bed and the smell of food, and rose, pulling first his glasses, then his robe on. He squinted at the clock. It was well after nine, not that he was surprised considering the hour he'd finally told Thor no more and meant it.
He shuffled out to the living room, just as Thor emerged from the kitchen, a pair of sweats slung low on his hips and a cup of coffee in his hand. "I was going to bring you breakfast."
Daniel smiled and took the cup, and the kiss that came with it. "I should have been up hours ago."
"Today my brother will be found." Thor turned and went back into the kitchen and Daniel followed, stifling the yawn that came and sitting gingerly to watch Thor at the stove.
"Don't get your hopes up. We're still not really sure how to track him."
Thor turned and put a plate of eggs in front of him that didn't look half bad. "We will not have to look far. He will be waiting at the site of the bridge."
"The bridge…you mean, where you came to our world?" Daniel asked, poking at the eggs before deciding to take the risk and tasted them. He was surprised by the taste. "This is good."
"You are going there with the person you work with, are you not?"
Daniel nodded, sipping on his coffee. "Yes, but I don't think it's wise for you to meet her."
"I will go with you, then I can collect Loki and take him home to Father."
"Go…" Of course he was going to go. He wasn't a pet Daniel could keep for himself. He focused on eating, hoping his disappointment didn't show.
Thor's hand on his knee made him look up. "I will never be far away. If you call for me I will come back for you."
Daniel snorted and stood, taking his plate to the sink. "I appreciate your concern…and I have enjoyed having you here, but I think it's for the best that you do go home. I'm going to get into so much trouble if anyone finds out I hid you here. Jack…my boss? He'd blow a gasket."
He reached for his coffee and swallowed the rest of it in the cup. "I'm going to shower."
He wasn't surprised when Thor followed him back to the bedroom, or into the bathroom. The shower was a bit small with the two of them in it, but Thor's big hands on Daniel's hips were steadying, even once the water had them both wet.
"This is probably the last time…" Daniel murmured as Thor's mouth moved over his shoulder.
"Until the next time." Thor countered, his fingers moving to part Daniel's ass cheeks. "It should be special."
Daniel nodded without really understanding what Thor meant, too focused on bracing himself as Thor's cock sank into him. Hot water flowed over them and Thor was slow, his hands holding Daniel's hips, each thrust and pull pronounced and prolonged.
He tugged Daniel upright, leaning back against the strong muscled chest and his hand circled Daniel's cock, stroking it until Daniel couldn't hold out any longer. He came, watching it wash away in the water before Thor resumed the movement of his hips, lifting Daniel off his feet as he approached his climax, flushing Daniel with heat as he came.
The water was starting to run cold when they were done and Daniel could only hope they'd washed the smell of sex off of themselves when they had gotten out of the shower. They were both nearly dressed when it occurred to Daniel that he should probably prep Thor for Sam.
Only the doorbell rang before he could open his mouth.
Daniel glanced at the clock with a frown. She was early. Of course she was early. He left Thor putting on shoes and went to get the door. Sam smiled at him. “You’re early.” Daniel said dryly, letting her in.
“Am I?”
Thor emerged from the hallway, his face lighting up in a smile. “Daniel, you did not tell me that your work companion was so beautiful.”
Sam’s face flushed, but her smile widened. “Who is this?”
Thor bounded across the living room toward them. “I am Thor OdinSon.”
“Thor?” She turned incredulous blue eyes at Daniel.
“Long story, okay?” Daniel said, turning her back to the door. “He’s coming with us.”
“He doesn’t look like-“
“I know.” Daniel cut her off with the tiniest nudge out the door. Thor was behind him with his bag, the hammer handle poking out of it. Daniel paused long enough to lock the door, then followed Thor to Sam’s car.
“Is this the guy from the bar the other night?” Sam asked as Daniel climbed into the front seat.
He glanced behind them at Thor in the back and figured there was no point in lying. Sam would just keep picking at it until she figured it out. “Yes, okay? You told me to make new friends.”
“I didn’t mean you should bring them home with you.” Sam said, smirking. “But good for you.”
“Stop.” Daniel shook his head.
She glanced in the mirror at Thor, then pulled out on the road. “But…Thor?”
Daniel sighed and nodded. “Yeah, I’m still working on that.”
“And he’s coming with us, why, exactly?”
Any way he said this, Sam was either going to think he was crazy or Thor was. “He says his brother will be there.”
“Where exactly?”
He sighed again, pulling his hand through his hair. “At the site where they both…came…to…earth.” He could feel her looking at him. “Sam, the road.”
“Did you just say—“
“Yes.” He looked at Thor who just grinned at him. “Can we just get to the site, and see what’s there before you react?”
“Are you saying he’s an alien?”
“I’m not sure what I’m saying. Just…get us there in one piece.”
“Colonel O’Neill isn’t going to be happy.”
“I’ll worry about Jack once I figure out what’s going on.” Jack was not going to be happy, no matter how this played out.
“Are you going to at least tell me what it is we’re going to see?” Sam asked as they pulled out of residential area and onto a road leading into the forest.
"You tell me." Daniel said. "You're the one who found it."
"Because you showed me where to look. I have no idea what to expect."
"If I'm to believe Thor, the place where the Rainbow Bridge of Norse legend touched Earth for him and his brother Loki."
"So I was right. It was a wormhole." Sam said, turning them off the paved road and onto dirt, her eyes darting to the GPS on the dash.
"I don't know." Daniel insisted, though really, what else could it be? They were about to find out though. "I think we're here." He pointed to a man standing beside a cleared out space.
Sam barely had the car stopped when Thor was out and stalking toward the other man. They were too far away to hear as Daniel got out the car, but Thor turned to him beaming. "As I said, Daniel, my brother is here and ready to go home."
"So I see." Daniel said, moving closer. Sam was already circling around the clearing, a radiation detector in her hand. "You must be Loki. I'm Daniel."
Loki sneered in his general direction. "Do you have to do this every time, brother?"
Thor looked slightly wounded at his brother's words. "You fight with Father and flee. He sends me to fetch you, but I have learned it is not worth the looking until you are ready to be found. What is there to do but to find a fight or a feast or—"
Daniel held up both hands to stop him. "Enough." He wasn't sure how Loki knew, but then it was probably the same way Sam knew. "Now that you've found him, I don't suppose I could convince you both to stick around? Answer some questions?"
"We have to go." Loki said, pulling on Thor's arm. "Heimdall, open the bridge."
"I will return, Daniel. Just call for me." Loki tugged Thor into the cleared circle. Sam came to his side, watching as the two brothers argued, then seemed to be sucked up into the sky.
"Holy Hanna." Sam exclaimed, jumping into Daniel. "What just…was that?"
"I'm guessing that was the rainbow bridge." Daniel responded, looking around them for anyone watching or any sign that it was a joke. "And that answers the question about whether or not he was crazy."
"But…wormholes don't work like that." Sam said, edging closer to the circle. "I need to get a team out here, figure out what…what happened here."
"Probably not a bad idea." Daniel agreed. He scratched at his forehead. He was going to have a lot of explaining to do.