Author: Rachel
Title:
21 Days in a Skiff
Rating: NC-17 (semi-non-consensual sex,
language)
Fandom: Pitch Black
Pairing: Riddick/Fry
Disclaimer: I do not own Riddick and I do not own Fry
Summary:
fun, frolics and more in a skiff
Feedback: as always, yes
please, but any nits or shreds by PM only thanks
Written:
2005
Author's note: as this fic is so long, I have not edited it in any way, nor do I plan to.
Chapter 1:-
Fry
came out of the building and allowed her eyes to become accustomed to
the dusk. She was looking forward to getting off this damned planet,
it had been a fucked up plan to come here in the first place. She
scanned the area and noticed the skiff's back doors were open, she
went over to investigate. She patted her gun and shivs, glad to know
they were there.
As Fry neared the skiffs door, she could see a faint light emanating from inside, she drew a shiv and walked up the platform.
The man sat at the control panel gave no indication that he'd heard her but he had smelled her long before she'd even boarded the skiff. He smelled desire, lust, fear and excitement. 'This could be fun,' he thought to himself and he let her creep up on him.
She pushed a shiv blade into his neck, "identify yourself!" she demanded.
"Richard B. Riddick," he grinned. Usually the name alone made people recoil, but Fry stood her ground. "And who are you?"
"My name is Fry," she pressed her shiv into his neck. "And this is my skiff. I want to know exactly what you think you're doing on my skiff?"
Like lightening Riddick had Fry's shiv hand and her body and flipped her on her back on the floor. Her shiv fell out of her hand and clanged on the floor.
He stood over her and he noticed she was dressed in a similar way to him – right down to the goggles. Riddick pressed a button on the control panel and the skiff's doors closed and the skiff was engulfed in near darkness.
Riddick raised his goggles to see better and looked down at Fry, who was still on the floor.
Fry raised HER goggles to see better, too; and she looked Riddick up and down, taking in his full size and damn he was huge – her eyes automatically fell to his crotch, trying to judge how big his package was. 'Bad Fry,' she told herself.
Riddick held a hand out to her and she took it, "try anything like that again and you will pay, Fry." He literally pulled her up with one hand and sat her in the co-pilots chair and assumed the pilots seat again.
"Where are you taking me?" Fry looked at Riddick and he grinned at her.
Riddick set the control panel and the skiff lifted up into the air. He set it on auto-pilot and let the ship do the work. Riddick looked at Fry and grinned, "To hell and back." He yanked her out of her seat and slammed her into the wall of the skiff.
"It's a long way to where I'm going," he arched his eyebrow and cocked his head slightly to one side. "And I'm going to need a distraction." Riddick laughed as a look of fear passed over her liquid-silver eyes.
You didn't get too many people walking around with an eye-shine job, but here were two, on one small skiff.
Riddick grabbed both her small hands in one of his huge hands and held them above her head. He frisked her body looking for more weapons, and found another shiv and a gun, which he took from her and threw out of reach.
Well, Fry," he kept her hands above her head. "It's going to be a long ride, and I'm in the mood to play!"
Riddick's free hand roamed over Fry's small body and he moved in close to her, his mouth against her ear. She could feel his hot breath against her neck as he began whispering.
"It gets very lonely up here, when you're by yourself. Been a long time since I had a female on board," his hand worked a breast hard, and he smiled – no bra.
Riddick took a shiv from behind his back, and, still holding Fry's hands above her head, he took the blade to the neck of her black t-shirt.
Fry took a sharp intake of breath, she knew what was coming and she wasn't sure whether she was more excited at that prospect, or scared.
Riddick hooked the end of the shiv into the fabric and the sharp blade sliced through the fabric, and he pushed the remnants of it aside.
A deep growl came from the depths of his throat – like a wild animal going in for the kill. He could smell desire burning up inside her, surpassing the faint tinge of fear he'd smelled earlier.
He slowly let go of her hands, he figured she had nowhere to run anyway. There were only two compartments to the skiff: flight deck and bunk.
But she stayed where she was. Riddick pushed the ragged t-shirt away from Fry's shoulders with the shiv. He watched carefully as she stood her ground – not even attempting to cover up her tiny, but perfectly formed breasts.
Once again Riddick placed the shiv against fabric – this time the buttons on her black combats. The top button fell to the floor as he severed its anchor.
Riddick knelt down and used the shiv to slice all the way up her boot laces and she allowed him to pull her boots off – the fact that he had his shiv pointed at her belly probably helped keep her standing still.
He stood up again and popped the rest of the buttons off with the sharp point of the blade.
Riddick watched as she ran her tongue over her bottom lip and he licked his lips before bending down to kiss her. She bit him hard, drawing blood, tasting it in her mouth.
"Fuck Bitch!" Riddick raised his hand to slap her, but wiped the blood away instead. "You will pay for that!" He yanked her pants down and stood on them while he roughly gripped her waist and lifted her up and out of them, kicking them away.
He ran the shiv up the inside of her thigh till the point of the shiv reached the apex, a triangle of red curls. Her body trembled when she felt the cold metal between her legs, he ran it back down her other thigh.
Riddick moved closer to her, he stashed the shiv and took her face between both hands and kissed her hard, forcing his tongue into her mouth. Fry's eyes were wide open and he registered a note of desire flick over her liquid-silver eyes.
Riddick, slowly, inch by inch, lowered his hands down her body, pausing at her breasts, toying with her hard nipples. Fry moaned, she tried hard not to but she couldn't help it.
"So, Fry likes that, does she? Well. Let's see if she likes this then? His voice whispered in her ear, dry and raspy, that sent shivers down her spine.
She felt his hand, where, moments ago he had pressed his shiv. He used his knee to force her legs apart and parted her soft pink folds with his rough calloused fingers and rubbed them along her wet slit. He put his wet fingers to his nose and smelled them before licking them. He grinned at her, his liquid-silver eyes flashed.
Fry took a sharp intake of breath and raised her hand to his crotch, feeling the huge length of his rock hard cock. Riddick felt her small hands undo his flies and release his cock. Her eyes widened at the sight- it must have been eleven inches long and as thick as her wrist.
Riddick put his hand around her neck and pushed her up against the wall, "bad Fry. Who said you could touch? We play by my rules," He released his grip on her neck and pulled his vest off and undid his pants quickly.
Hoisting Fry up, she wrapped her legs around him and he thrust into her, pounding her against the wall as his huge cock slid easily in and out of her tight wet pussy. His hands held onto her butt, pulling her down onto him, grinding his pelvis against hers, and crushing her clit.
Her arms were tight around his neck, her fingers dug into his skin and he liked the small needle sharp pains her nails were causing.
Her pussy tightened and he fucked her harder, he could feel her cum running down his thighs. "Tell me how you want me to fuck you."
"Riddick, I want you to fuck me harder!" He fucked her harder.
"This hard?" he slammed into her so hard she hit the wall.
"Yes, make me cum Riddick. Fuck me!" Liquid-silver met liquid-silver. Fry's eyes widened and her impaled body shook as her orgasm swept through her.
"Yes!" Riddick growled in her ear as he pushed hard enough to split her, filling her with hot cum.
Gently Riddick lowered Fry down to the ground; her legs wobbly, he steadied her with his hands around her waist. He kissed her softly. "I didn't hurt you did I , Babe?"
"No Riddick, You didn't hurt me. But why the fuck did you have to shiv my laces, you know they cost a fortune?" She pouted.
Riddick laughed as they walked over to the bunk and lay down, Fry pulled the covers over them and Riddick pulled her close. "So, that's one fantasy down, what other's have you got?"
Fry kissed her lover's mouth, tongue flicking over his swollen lip. "I got enough to keep us busy till we get to New Mecca."
Riddick smiled, this woman of his was going to wear him out.