Monkey Do

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Title Monkey Do
Author:Maeve Bran
Summarry: Buffy and Daniel have their post lesson conversation.
Notes:This set after "Ripple Effect" 9.13. Also written for the Ninja Daniel challenge that Michael Shanks has issued at several conventions.
Disclaimer: I own niether Buffy the Vampire Slayer or Stargate SG1 serries. I am just having some unprofitable fun.
Raiting: FR 18 For sexual situations
Word Count: 2093

Daniel hurried through his shower in the locker room, knowing Buffy would go to her quarters. It was what they always did. Daniel decided not to put on a clean base uniform though and instead dressed in old comfortable jeans and a navy blue short-sleeved tee shirt. It was, after all, two a.m. and he wasn't on duty, he reasoned.

When he arrived at his office he started the decaf coffee. It had become their little ritual, to have a lesson and then talk over their separate missions over coffee until the adrenaline of fighting wore off, but after neither had been able to sleep after the first time, they had agreed that they should switch to decaf if they were just hanging out and having coffee after midnight. Daniel usually thought decaf was a bad thing and generally avoided it, but with Buffy it was different. For some reason after a 'Ninja Lesson', decaf with Buffy was a treat.

Buffy arrived looking fresh and cute in plaid flannel pants and a tee shirt that Daniel suspected were actually a pajama set... and that didn't bear thinking about right now. The coffee finished brewing as she sat down on her usual stool at the counter of his lab. He poured the coffee and stirred sugar into both cups, handed her her cup, and sat down on the stool across the counter from her. He told himself that that was where he always sat so he wasn't avoiding her.

They sipped in silence for a few minutes. Neither was sure what to say, but were still comfortable in the presence of the other. That in itself should have been a clue as to where this should go, but neither was very good at paying any attention to clues dropped in their paths.

"So how long has it been?" Buffy inquired, breaking the silence.

"Been since what?" Daniel asked, not really sure what she was asking.

"You said you were in a similar position right after I confessed to it having been a while since I've had anything resembling a love life. So how long has it been?" Buffy asked brazenly.

"You heard about Hathor?" Daniel asked, not really sure how to answer.

Buffy nodded. It was one of the more infamous events in SGC history, at least among the ladies. The other women would occasionally make allusions to the time the women of the base under the command of then Captain Samantha Carter and with the help of Teal'c had stopped a Goa'uld Queen. The ladies would usually remind the new recruits not to underestimate anyone at the SGC because you never knew who might be called on to save the planet.

"I heard about how she drugged all the men to do her bidding and that the women saved the day. But what does that have to do with what I asked?" Buffy said, puzzled.

"She chose me to be her 'beloved' and to contribute 'the code of life' for her new children. Yes, she had me drugged and I was susceptible to her suggestions, but I still went along with it. She was the goddess of fertility, inebriety, and music for a reason. The thing I felt guiltiest about was that I enjoyed it, not just the fact that she made me betray Sha're but that she made me enjoy doing so. It was in the first year of the SGC." Daniel looked down into his coffee cup. "Does that make me perverted?"

"As perverted as I am for trusting the vampire who tried to rape me," Buffy said quietly.

Daniel's head snapped up and he looked her in the eyes. "Angel?" he asked.

"Nope. Spike," Buffy answered. "I told you about my return from Heaven, but I didn't tell you about my self destructive tendencies. Spike was Angel's grandchilde and had developed 'feelings' for me my fourth year in Sunnydale. He had no soul, but the Initiative, the rogue NID military group in Sunnydale, had implanted him with a chip that wouldn't let him hurt humans. Vampires wouldn't take him in since he couldn't feed and he needed violence. He found out he could kill other demons so he fought beside me. He became my sister's favorite babysitter while I was dead. When I came back everyone thought I had been returned from Hell and I couldn't tell them otherwise... but I could tell Spike. Somehow the only thing I could feel then was lust and shame and Spike gave me both. I'd start out saying no, but would let him persuade me around to yes. For months we secretly went at it like bunnies, but then I realized I couldn't treat him like a thing to be used and broke it off. A few weeks later, after trying to understand why and not being able to, Spike met me in my bathroom and tried to convince me but I kept saying no and he got violent. I managed to throw him off me and he left… all the way to Africa to seek his soul in the underworld. When he came back he was crazy with the guilt of more than a century of murder and mayhem. He got straightened out mentally before the end of Sunnydale. In the last few days before the final fight tensions were high and my friends turned on me, but Spike didn't. I trusted him by my side in that fight even after all he had done." Buffy drained her coffee. "Enough about me. So besides Hathor, how long has it been?"

"Sha're, before her abduction," Daniel said simply.

Buffy saw the sadness in his eyes. She hopped off of her stool and came over to him. She set a comforting hand on his shoulder. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked."

"No. It's all right. Eight years is a long time. Now you've been warned, " he said, tying to inject some levity into the conversation.

"Wow. I thought two years was a long time," Buffy laughed.

Daniel sat down his now empty coffee cup. He reached up to her hand still on his shoulder and caressed her fingers with his own. Then he moved on to her wrist before turning on his stool to face her. He playfully pulled her to stand between his legs. "Yes, it is a long time. So do you have any suggestions?"

"I can think of a few," Buffy teased as she moved the hand he wasn't holding to cup his cheek.

Daniel leaned into her touch, enjoying the feeling. After a moment, he moved into capture her mouth with his. The kiss was sweet and tender; Daniel didn't want to scare her and she was enjoying it too much to rush things. Soon Daniel backed off enough so that they could breathe, but still kept their lips just an inch away.

"Wow. Is there anything you don't do well?" Buffy asked in a whisper.

"I was going to ask you the same thing," Daniel replied. He ran a hand up and down her arm in a gentle caress. She shivered lightly. "Cold?"

"No," Buffy said softly as she leaned into him again. "I want you."

"I want you too. So ...?" Daniel replied, letting Buffy make the decision for them both.

"Take me to your quarters," Buffy said against his lips.

Daniel leaned the few millimeters between them and kissed her before backing off to lead her to his quarters. It was a good thing that his quarters were just down the hall from his lab. They ran into no one in the halls, not that either really cared about being seen just then, but they knew if anyone saw they would hear about it tomorrow.

When they reached the door he fumbled with his card key but eventually got it right. He pushed open the door and stepped aside to let Buffy in. As soon as the door swung shut behind her, Buffy jumped Daniel, wrapping her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck, and gluing her lips to his. Daniel staggered a bit but managed to remain upright until the backs of his legs contacted the bed. Then he fell backwards, taking Buffy with him.

Buffy pulled back to let Daniel actually breathe and looked at his face. Daniel seemed surprised to find that he was lying on his bed with a laughing woman lying on top of him. But soon a grin spread across his face as he sucked in air.

Daniel leaned up to kiss her again as he regained his breath. He reached around her and tugged at her shirt, but as he was unwilling to break the kiss all he managed to do was reveal her ribcage to his hands. He gently ran his fingertips up and down the soft flesh until Buffy pulled away, giggling.

"There are easier ways get me to take of my shirt," Buffy teased as she pulled the garment off and tossed it on the floor. "All you had to do was ask."

Daniel sat up and removed his own tee shirt. "Where's the fun in that?" he asked as his shirt landed beside hers. Then he scooted around to the side of the bed and removed his boots and socks.

Buffy moved to stand between his legs and ran her hands over his now bare chest. "Why, Dr. Jackson, have you been working out?" she asked playfully.

"Yes, I have, Miss Summers. Like what you see?" He teased back as he leaned in to recapture her lips.

"Oh yes," she murmured against his lips before deepening the kiss. Her tongue insistently sought his and he responded in kind.

Soon they were back to lying sprawled on the bed with Buffy once more on top. She toed her slippers off without breaking the kiss. Daniels hands were constantly in motion on her back and down under her pants. Buffy took the hint without comment and stood up and removed her pants, revealing a skimpy pair of bikini briefs.

Daniel took the opportunity to remove his jeans. The sight of Buffy in nothing but those briefs made sure that Daniel was painfully ready for the next step, but he wasn't going to push her past her comfort zone. "Buffy, are you sure about this? I won't push you past what you want..."

Buffy silenced him in the most effective manner, with her lips on his. Then she whispered against his lips, "Does it feel like I want to stop? For that matter do you really think you could make me do anything I don't want to?"

Daniel let the tiny part of his rational brain still functioning digest that for a bit. "I don't suppose I could make you do anything."

"Good. Now stop talking," Buffy commanded as she once again took a hold of his lips with hers.

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When consciousness returned, Daniel found himself diagonally on his bed with Buffy's blonde head pillowed on his shoulder. He sighed in contentment. It wasn't just the sex, he thought, because if he had really wanted to he could have had someone long before now. It was that it was with Buffy, someone he really cared about. He sighed, adjusted Buffy's head more comfortably on his shoulder and kissed the top of her head before drifting off into peaceful sleep.

Buffy woke awhile later to find her cheek in a pool of drool on nicely toned skin. Male skin at that. She looked up to the face that belonged to the skin and found that in his sleep Daniel almost looked boyishly innocent. She moved cautiously so as not to disturb him, and crawled out from under his arm. She was not quite stealthy enough because she woke him anyway.

"Um. Not sure what to say," Daniel said sleepily.

"How about, wow?" Buffy suggested. "Wait a second, you mean to tell me that you who speak what, twenty -five languages, can't think of a single word?"

"It's twenty-six languages counting Ancient. And no, there aren't words to describe how incredible that was in any of them," Daniel said as he kissed her forehead. "How about we scoot under the covers and get some sleep?"

"Sure," Buffy answered as she leaned up and kissed him.

They turned around and crawled under the covers. Daniel moved his arm straight out and Buffy took the invitation. She sprawled on his chest half laying on top of him and sighed contentedly before falling back asleep. Daniel watched her sleep for a few minutes before drifting off to dreamland himself.