SG-1, Sam/Jack, truth or dare

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"Okay... truth," Sam said.

Jack grinned. "I thought you didn't want to play?"

"I don't. Not really." Sam sighed. "But I'm going crazy with boredom. I wonder when Daniel and Teal'c will be finished with the negotiations?"

"Daniel thought it would take until tomorrow morning, and Teal'c concurred," Jack said.

Sam groaned. "How hard can it be? They don't even use the naquadah themselves!"

"No, but it's apparently considered a holy mountain or something," Jack observed, taking a drink from the cup. "You should try some of this - the locals here are really good at making booze!"

Sam grimaced. "Like Skaara's moonshine, no doubt!"

"No, I mean it. I'm not trying to trick you!" He held out the cup to her.

Sam hesitated, then shrugged. "Okay." She took the cup and drank. "Mm, it's actually good!" She looked surprised.

"Would I say it was if it wasn't?"

Sam just gave him a dirty look.

"Okay, maybe I would," Jack admitted. "So. Bored, eh?" He poured more alcohol from the large bottle into his cup and took a sip. "Okay, here comes the first question." He handed her the cup.

Sam drank. "Ready."

"So, have you ever gone skinny dipping?" Jack grinned.

"Skinny dipping?" Sam smiled, flushing a little. "Mmm, yes... but only as a small kid, so I don't think it counts."

"It doesn't."

"Jolinar did. Does that count?"

"Not unless you've suddenly decided having her memories means you're her."

Sam grimaced. "My turn."

"Sure. I pick dare." His eyes twinkled.

"Somehow I knew you would!" Sam smiled. "Okay, say indeed in a Teal'c voice."

Jack rolled his eyes. "Indeed!"

"Not perfect. But I'll accept it."

"Truth or dare, young lady!" He took a long drink, then poured more and handed the cup to Sam.

"Truth." She drank deeply.

"What are you attracted to in men?"

Sam blushed. "You know - I have a soft spot for the lunatic fringe. I already told you."

"So, insanity?" Jack grinned.

"Not really. Um, charming is good."

"Like Jonas Hanson?"

"I guess I deserved that." Sam drank some more from the cup before handing it back to Jack. "Yeah, I guess he was charming. Not a lot of respect for women there, though. I need that."

"Okay. I get that." Jack poured more alcohol. "So, I guess I say 'truth' this time."

Sam giggled, the alcohol was beginning to affect her. "What do you like in women?"

"Easy. Intelligence. Strength of character. Also... blond hair and blue eyes." He drank quickly from the cup, draining it.

"Really?" Sam smiled, her cheeks coloring again. "Truth."

He caught her eyes and looked deeply in them. "So, was Jonas your first?"

"No."

Jack nodded. "Good. I'd have hated to think he was your introduction to us men."

"He wasn't. Totally not." Sam grabbed the cup. "It's empty!"

"Have some more." Jack uncorked the bottle again and poured.

"Thanks." She drank deeply, and put the cup down. "That's really some stuff!" She smiled. "I didn't sleep with Jonas - I don't think he could get it up."

Jack laughed. "Too bad for him! Okay, I pick 'truth' again."

"Boxers or briefs?"

"Don't tell me you've never peeked! We've changed clothes often enough together all of us!"

"So you have peeked?" Sam giggled.

"Oh, totally. Boxers, by the way. Truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"You don't dare try a dare?"

"Later, maybe." She licked her lips.