Author: Moiranna
Title: Shut up
Theme: Shut up
Rating: PG-13
Realm: the Chronicles of Riddick
Pairing: Riddick/Kyra
Characters: Riddick, Kyra
Genre: romance, general
Warnings: Some language
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Summary: Busting Kyra out of jail turned more and more into a thing that happened a little too often. Riddick was not pleased about this turn of events. RiddickxKyra
Notes: Written for Tumblr-user how-do-I-get-eyes-like-that under the challenge "Reunite me"
Another slam, another time. Against the odds Riddick had once again been forced to bust Kyra out, and waddayaknow, once again they were arguing. However, it had finally come to the point that they weren't fighting as much as stubbornly trying to make a point.
"I told you to stay away from the mercs, I had it covered," he growled, towering over her.
Against better knowing she backed half-a-step and found herself pressed against the metal grating, not losing the irony in that it was Crematoria all over again, but still she glared up at him. "I'm not the kid you had to save all those years ago."
"You still act like it."
Kyra scoffed and pulled at the collar of her shirt, revealing several fading bite marks. "You didn't say that when you made these," she challenged.
The Furyan trailed a finger along the bruises on her throat, a contemplative hum escaping from his throat. "No," he admitted in a somewhat softer tone. "But you're still careless," he added, his instincts telling him that he had to have the last word in the conversation.
When she made a move to continue arguing he moved in closer, kissing her hard and silencing whatever comment she'd make. Besides, somehow it seemed that no matter how much they argued they ended up having sex; so really, Riddick was just saving them thirty minutes of pent-up emotions.
And he won the argument.