In the confines of the tent, Jack looked down at Sam, one hand playing with her nipples, the other still in the process of removing her bra.
"Aw, crap!" Peering up at him through the fog of lust, Sam wondered what the hell Jack was talking about, swearing to kill him if he stopped any time in the next few hours.
Jack rolled off her, pulling his shirt down from his neckline where Sam had been playfully doing some very interesting things with her tongue.
He walked out of the tent and sat down on the far side of the fire from Daniel, who had come noisily into camp a few seconds earlier, muttering to himself about something.
Glad that the fire concealed his blush, Jack looked over to Daniel, who said,
"Oh! Jack! I didn't see you there...what were you doing?" Going a deeper shade of red, Jack answered, thinking quickly.
"Just discussing some science stuff with Carter...." At this point, Sam came out of the tent, her eyes fixed on Jack's back. Completely focused, and unable to see Daniel, she sat down behind him, wrapped her arms around his waist, and planted a wet kiss on the side of his neck, her hands slipping under the hem of his tee-shirt. Making an appreciative noise, Jack cleared his throat when his mind was back on the job. Daniel's eyebrows set a new high jump record. Not seeing much point in trying to lie to Daniel, Jack said,
"Nothing wrong with catching up on some 'Comparative Anatomy'..."
Finis.
