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Those Damned Leather Gloves
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| Title: | Those Damned Leather Gloves |
| Publisher: | MoonGlow Zine Productions |
| Editor: | |
| Author(s): | Emrys |
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| Date(s): | around 2010? |
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| Genre: | slash |
| Fandom: | Stargate SG-1 |
| Language: | English |
| External Links: | flyer here |
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Those Damned Leather Gloves is a 12-page slash Jack/Daniel established relationship story by Emrys.
This story was originally published in DHD #5.5.
Summary from the Publisher
"Jack has laid down the ground rules in his love relationship with Daniel: no sex when they're off-world on a mission. Imagine Daniel's surprise one night..."
Excerpt
"Abruptly, I was awoken by a hand covering my mouth, another pinning my shoulder to the bedding. Panicking, I started to struggle against the hold, simply afraid for myself, but terrified for my lover. Jack had been on watch and if someone had gotten this far, they would have had to have taken him out first. But when I drew in breath to shout, the scent of Jack filled my nose, easing some of my fear. If O'Neill was here, then the situation was still manageable. As my eyes met his in the moonlight, I could see him motioning me to silence. I relaxed slightly when I realized he wasn't as tense as he would be if danger were near... . Once I'd calmed down, I could see the expression on the colonel's face as it changed in the moon's gentle glow. That wicked grin, the one that started the blood pounding through my veins, emerged across his features. He still hadn't lifted his palm from my mouth and the soft leather caressed my skin with every breath I took."