kink(s)/dynamics:

collaring
praise
light bondage
light exhibitionism
fisting

sub!reader
dom!daniel jackson
dom!jack o'neill

a/n
never thought i'd write a dynamic like this.. that's what the stargate fandom did to me, i suppose.
on top of that, i'm extremely late to the fandom, i wonder if this will even find it's audience lol

please, do not read this if you're under 18.

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The sun had just dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow over Jack O'Neill's secluded lakeside cabin. The cabin was the perfect retreat, a place where you, Daniel Jackson and Jack could unwind and escape the relentless pressures of the Stargate program.
This weekend was particularly special; it was a chance to reconnect and explore desires that had been simmering under the surface. Urges that all three of you had to suppress while the attack by the Goa'uld called for your undivided attention.

You stood on the cabin's deck, taking in the serene view of the lake. The tranquility of the setting was a stark contrast to the intense emotions swirling within you. Jack and Daniel had planned this weekend meticulously, and you could sense the anticipation in the air.

Jack, ever the practical one, broke the silence.
"Alright, pup. Strip down. We've got plans for you tonight."

Your heart raced as you complied, shedding your clothes and leaving them in a neat pile at your feet. The cool evening air brushed against your skin, heightening your senses.
Jack and Daniel's eyes roamed over your body, their gazes possessive and filled with desire.

Daniel stepped forward, his hand cupping your chin. "You've been such a good boy for us. But tonight, we're going to remind you exactly who you belong to."
Jack nodded, his eyes dark with intent.
"First things first, though. Safeword check. What's your safeword?"

"Stargate, sir," you replied, your voice steady despite the excitement coursing through you.

"Good job," Jack said, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
"And your caution word?"

"Yellow, sir."

"Perfect. If anything gets too intense, you use those words. Understood?"

"Yes, sir."

Jack and Daniel exchanged a glance before leading you down to the dock by the lake. The moonlight reflected off the water, creating a serene yet charged atmosphere.
Jack guided you to a wooden bench, positioning you so that you were kneeling on the rough wood, your ass exposed to the warm night air.

"Hands behind your back," Jack commanded, and you immediately complied, feeling the familiar thrill of submission as he bound your wrists with a length of rope.
Daniel knelt in front of you, his hands caressing your thighs before trailing up to your chest.
"You're ours tonight, pup. Ours to use. And we're going to take everything we want from you."

Jack's hand came down on your ass with a sharp smack, making you gasp.
"You're going to stay quiet for us, understood? We wouldn't want anyone wandering by to hear you, would we?"

"Yes, sir," you whispered, the combination of their touches and the thrill of being so exposed made your pulse quicken.

Daniel's fingers brushed against your entrance, teasing and exploring.
"You're already so ready for us," he murmured, his voice filled with dark satisfaction.
Jack's hand continued to explore your body, his touch firm and possessive.

You moaned softly, the sound quickly stifled as Daniel leaned in to kiss you, his tongue claiming your mouth in slow, demanding licks.
Jack's fingers joined Daniel's, stretching and preparing you with practiced ease.

"Look at you," Jack said, his voice low and rough. "So desperate for us. You love being our little toy, don't you?"

"Yes, sir," you panted, the pleasure building inside you, "all yours."
Daniel's fingers slipped inside you, stretching and filling you as Jack's hand wrapped around your cock, stroking you with firm, deliberate movements.

"You're going to take us both tonight, pup. And you're going to love every second of it."
Jack's grip tightened, his strokes becoming rougher as he spoke.
"You're ours. Every part of you belongs to us. And we're going to remind you of that."

The combination of their touches and their words had you teetering on the edge of control.

"Please, sir," you moaned, the need in your voice unmistakable.
Jack's hand stilled, his grip tightening, almost hurting.

"Not yet, pup. We're not done with you."

Daniel pulled his fingers out, leaving you feeling empty and desperate.
"Hands and knees, pup," he ordered, his voice a low growl.

You shifted position, your body trembling with anticipation as they moved behind you. Jack was the first to take you, his cock pushing into you with a possessive force that left you gasping. "That's it, take me," he growled, his hands gripping your hips.

Daniel moved in front of you, his cock hard and ready.
"Open up, pup."
Obediently you opened your mouth, taking in his fingers. Hungrily you began to lick them, softly lapping at the tips when Daniel began to fuck your mouth with them. After a couple of moments he withdrew his spit painted fingers and stroked his cock with them, before guiding it to your mouth.
You took him into your mouth eagerly, your tongue swirling around the tip as you sucked him with everything you had. Daniel's hands tangled in your hair, guiding your movements as Jack thrust into you from behind.

"You're ours," Jack grunted, his thrusts deep and relentless. "Every inch of you."

Daniel's voice was a low growl as he fucked your mouth.
"Such a good boy, taking us both. You're going to make us come so hard."

The sensation of being filled at both ends, their possessive words, and the intense pleasure pushed you to the brink.
"Please, sir," you mumbled around Daniel's cock. "Can I come?"

Jack's grip on your hips tightened, his voice a harsh command.
"Not yet, pup. You come when we say."

You whined in frustration, but obeyed, holding back the wave of pleasure that threatened to crash over you. Daniel's thrusts became more erratic, and you could tell he was close.
"That's it, take it all," Daniel groaned, his release filling your mouth as he came. You swallowed eagerly, savoring the taste and the sense of satisfaction it brought.

Jack's thrusts became harder, taking everything he wanted from you. "You're mine," he growled. "Every inch of you."
When Jack finally came, filling you with his release, you felt a sense of completion that left you trembling, coming just shortly after him.
"Good boy," he murmured, his voice softer now. "You did so well."

You panted, your body spent but your heart full. Jack untied your wrists, and you slumped forward, resting your head on the bench as you tried to catch your breath.
Daniel helped you to your feet, and Jack's eyes softened. "Let's get you cleaned up."

They led you back to the cabin, guiding you to the bathroom. Jack ran a warm bath, the steam curling up around you as Daniel retrieved some towels and soothing oils.

"Get in, pup," Jack instructed, his voice still carrying that commanding edge. You stepped into the tub, the warm water enveloping you like a comforting hug. Jack and Daniel knelt beside the tub, their hands gentle as they washed your body with soft cloths.

"You did so well tonight," Jack said, his touch firm but soothing. "We're so proud of you."

Daniel added a few drops of lavender oil to the water, the scent filling the air and helping you relax even further.
"Just breathe and let go, pup."

The combination of the warm water and their gentle touches lulled you into a state of complete relaxation. Jack and Daniel took their time, washing you thoroughly and making sure you were comfortable.
When the bath was over, they helped you out and wrapped you in a soft, warm towel. Daniel dried you off gently, his hands moving with practiced care.

"You're such a good boy." Jack led you to the bedroom, where they had set up a cozy nest of blankets and pillows.
"Lie down, sweetheart. We've got you."

You sank into the blankets, feeling the warmth of their presence enveloping you. Jack and Daniel lay on either side of you, their bodies close and comforting. Jack kissed your forehead, his hand stroking your hair.

"You did so well tonight. We're so proud of you."
Daniel's hand rested on your chest, his thumb rubbing soothing circles over your skin.
"You can relax, now."

You closed your eyes, feeling a deep sense of peace and contentment. In the arms of your doms, you knew you were exactly where you belonged. The warmth of the fire lit in the chimney, the gentle touch of their hands, and the soft murmur of their voices lulled you into a deep, restful sleep, knowing that you were loved and cherished.

As you began to drift off, Jack's voice broke the comfortable silence. "Pup, you've been such a good boy. I think you deserve a reward. Is there anything we can do for you, anything you wish for?"

Your mind raced with possibilities, but one fantasy stood out, something you had dreamed of but never experienced.

"I... I want to be fisted, sir. And, and if possible, somehow at the same time by the both of you."
With every word you got quieter and quieter, hiding your face in Daniel's chest. Embarrassed you might be asking for too much.

Jack's eyebrows raised, and a knowing smile played on his lips. Daniel's eyes sparkled with a mix of surprise and excitement.
"Are you sure, pup?" Daniel asked, his voice gentle but firm.

"I trust you both," you replied, feeling a rush of adrenaline at the thought of what was to come.
Jack and Daniel exchanged a glance, their silent communication evident. Jack leaned in, his hand cupping your cheek. "One would come to think we're not giving you enough attention. Still hungry for us, huh? Alright, kid. We'll take good care of you, don't you worry your little head. Let's get you ready."

They took their time preparing you, knowing that this was a significant step. Jack retrieved a bottle of lube, and Daniel began to massage your body, helping you relax. His hands worked every tension in your muscles, stroking along your flanks. Slowly he trailed up to softly massage your chest, kissing along your pecs and sucking your nipples.

The care and attention they lavished on you made you feel cherished and safe, already floating on a new high. Jack's fingers worked their way inside you, stretching and prepping you slowly. Daniel's hands roamed your body, soothing and arousing you simultaneously.

"You're doing so well, pup," Daniel murmured, his voice a comforting presence, his breath ghosting over your skin.

Jack took his time, gradually adding more fingers until you were stretched and ready.
"You're taking me so well, pup. You're amazing," he praised, his voice filled with pride. The stretch was intense, but their careful preparation and gentle touch made it manageable. Daniel's soothing words and Jack's skilled fingers created a perfect balance of pleasure and pain, pushing you closer to the edge of subspace.

"You're ready for us, aren't you, pup?", Jack asked, his voice deep and possessive.

"Yes, sir," you replied, your voice trembling with anticipation. Jack continued to work his fingers inside you, slowly and deliberately, until his entire hand was inside you.

The sensation was overwhelming, pushing you into a state of complete submission. You felt full, stretched to your limits, and yet, you craved more.
Daniel knelt beside you, his eyes dark with desire.

"Fuck, you're doing great, pup. You should see yourself right now. We're going to give you everything you want tonight."

Jack's other hand began to stroke your cock, matching the rhythm of his hand inside you. The combination of sensations was almost too much to bear.
You moaned, your body trembling with need.

"Ready for the next step?", Jack asked, his voice a comforting anchor.
"Yes, sir," you panted, desperate for more.

Daniel moved to Jack's side, his cock hard and ready. He positioned himself at your entrance, his hands gripping your hips.
"We're going to fill you up, pup. You're going to take us both."

The feeling of Daniel entering you while Jack's hand was still inside was indescribable. The stretch, the fullness, the sheer intensity of it all sent you spiraling even deeper into subspace. Your mind went blank, your body surrendering completely to their control.

"That's it, take us both," Jack growled, his possessive tone sending shivers down your spine.
Daniel's thrusts were slow and deliberate, each movement pushing you closer to the edge. Jack's hand remained inside you, stretching and filling you in ways you had never imagined. The pleasure was intense, almost overwhelming.

"You belong to us, pup," Daniel whispered, his voice a dark promise. "Every inch of you."

The words sent a surge of pleasure through you. Your body responded automatically, moving in rhythm with their thrusts. The combination of sensations was too much, and you felt your climax building rapidly.

"Please", you begged, your voice barely a whisper, your hands fisted weekly into the sheets, "please, can I come?"

Jack's grip on your cock tightened, his strokes becoming rougher.
"Not yet, pup. Hold it for us."
The command was almost impossible to obey, but you did your best, holding back the wave of pleasure that threatened to crash over you. Daniel's thrusts became more erratic, and you could tell he was close.

When Daniel finally came, filling you with his release, the sensation pushed you even closer to the edge. Jack's hand continued to move inside you, his strokes deliberate and slow.

"Now, pup," Jack commanded, his voice a low growl. "Come for us."
The permission was all you needed. Your climax hit you with the force of a tidal wave, your body shaking with the intensity of it.

As you came down from your high, Jack and Daniel began to slow their movements, their touches becoming gentle and soothing. They carefully withdrew, making sure you were comfortable and cared for. You felt their hands on your body, their voices a comforting presence as they guided you back to the present through the hazy state of your mind.

"You did amazing, pup," Daniel murmured, his hand stroking your hair, peppering your temple with soft kisses, while Jack did the same to your hole, licking up your cum.
"We're so lucky to have you."

Jack kissed your forehead, his touch gentle and reassuring. "Just relax now. We've got you."
Jack started tucking a blanket around you, while Daniel went and got a wet cloth from the bathroom. The warm water was a welcome sensation, washing away the sweat and evidence of the intensity of the scene. Jack and Daniel were gentle, their hands careful as they cleaned you, whispering words of praise and comfort.
Once you were more or less clean, they wrapped you up in the nest of blankets and pillows they had prepared.
They settled you between them, their bodies warm and comforting.
"You're safe, my sweet", Jack hushed you, hand resting on your chest.

Daniel's hand intertwined with yours, his thumb rubbing soothing circles over your skin.
"Just breathe and let go. You're with us."
The warmth of their bodies, the soft murmur of their voices, and the gentle touch of their hands created a cocoon of safety and love. You felt yourself drifting, the intensity of the scene fading into a deep sense of peace and contentment.
As you began to drift off, you whispered your gratitude. "Thank you, both."
Jack kissed your temple, his voice a soothing presence. "You're welcome, pup. You were perfect."
Daniel's lips brushed against your forehead.

With an exhausted grumble you turned into Jack's chest and mumbled, "love you."

In response Daniel cupped your neck and pressed his lips against your hair, "love you, too. Now sleep tight."