This is AU. The characters are taken from the world of Riddick which I don't own. If you possibly recognize another movie, I don't own that either. I believe that the title came from a song but I don't remember which one, so I don't own that. And NO, my Riddick is not like the one you find in the movies (OOC and all that). Now, that we've covered all that, no bellyaching allowed. A backhanded compliment is still backhanded.
This story tends to jump around in time a bit (ok, a lot). It made complete sense to me when I was writing it, but when I started to pull all the pieces together I wasn't sure how it would come across to the reader. So, I suppose, this is your reader beware clause.
"Under the Same Stars is the best we can do tonight"
Carolyn sat in the chair, pushed back away from the desk, her legs crossed at the knees her skirt hiked up a bit above them. She eyed the guards who hauled Riddick into the room. She sat quietly waiting for them to strap him to the specially designed chair in front of the desk, stopping them when they reached around to remove the plastic mouth guard that kept him from speaking. Riddick watched the quick tick of her mouth and the way her eyes ran over him.
"Leave" she told the guards whose complaints were quieted by an arched eyebrow. Carolyn followed them to the door locking it behind them, leaning against it for a moment before pushing away and approaching the man in the chair. Stopping behind him she gently placed her hands on his shoulders before placing a kiss on his bald head. Riddick remained quiet, simply moving his head to the side to see her. Trailing her fingers along his neck as she circled around him she leaned back against the desk smirking as Riddick glared.
"You know Riddick, I may never have you in this position again. Lucky for you I have the key."
Riddick growled as she unbuttoned her blouse to reach a master-key. Kneeling in front of him she unlocked the shackles on his feet before running her hands up his legs. She was unfastening his pants when he wrapped his thighs around her, bringing her closer as her hands wrapped around his length.
She heard him growl as she swirled her tongue up and down his cock. Reaching up blindly she fumbled with the key unlocking one of his hands which immediately unbuckled the guard covering his mouth before using her hair to raise her head. He lifted an eyebrow and she slipped him the key allowing him to unfasten his other arm. She gasped as he lifted her on his lap, her skirt rucking up around her waist. Reaching down he pulled her panties aside as she guided him into her wet heat.
"You call this a rescue?" he asked while scooping a breast out of its cup.
"Who said this was a rescue?" she gasped.
"What's that alarm for?" she asked from where her head laid limply on his shoulder.
"It's a riot," Riddick replied calmly.
Carolyn raised her head pushing back so she could see his face. "Are you serious? You have got to be kidding me!" she spat out disgustedly as she lifted herself from Riddick, a slight whine escaping her as they separated. Grabbing a handful of tissues off the desk she blindly shoved some at Riddick who took them with a shake of his head tossing them to the floor as he began to right his clothes listening to Carolyn rattle off her plans as she cleaned herself up before pulling her skirt down and fixing her blouse.
"Carolyn!" Riddick said placing his hands on her shoulders to get her attention. "You can't come with me. If you're seen escaping with me they'll hunt you down. If you make your way to safe room then they'll simply think that you were caught behind the lines and my escape will just be chalked up to the confusion.
"How will I know that you made it out?"
"I'll find you."
Carolyn finally shook her head in agreement. "I need to get to the tower to make sure the counter-alarm has been given. It'll look suspicious if I don't"
Riddick gave a quick nod and opened the door checking the hall before they parted ways.
The rat-a-tat sound of heels clicking hurriedly over the smooth marble floor echoed off the walls as the petite blond-haired woman, clad in a muted business suit, made her way to the deserted control room in the cyro-life section of the Super-max Prison.
Shutting the door quickly, she activated the locks before rushing over to the computer, punching in her access codes, impatiently tapping her foot as it connected with the mainframe before hurriedly tripping the silent alarm. Turning the monitor off, she unlocked the door, cracking it open to listen for anyone nearby. She exhaled slowly as silence greeted her.
Shutting the door quietly behind her she began the slow process of making her way towards the front of the prison where the guards had a safe room. She always did have crappy timing she thought as her mind drifted back to the events that led her here.
The insistent buzzing of the com was what finally made it through to her sleep-addled brain. Throwing an arm over her eyes willing the damn thing to shut up, she made it through two more incredibly annoying buzzes before reaching over to retrieve the remote from the nightstand. Siting up, she fumbled for the answer button. Running a hand through her hair, she blinked a few times as the image of an upset Jack appeared on the screen in her wall.
"Jack? sweetheart? What's wrong?" Carolyn asked surprised by the missing girls appearance.
"I forgot about the time difference." the girl said seeing Carolyn half-awake with hair stuck up in every direction imaginable.
Carolyn shushed her, "It's alright, Jack. What's going on? Are you in trouble?"
"Haven't you been watching the news feed? Haven't you heard?"
"Heard what, Jack?" Carolyn asked with a sinking feeling.
"He's been captured."
There was no need to ask who "he" was as the blood drained from her face.
After their rescue, Carolyn and Jack moved with Imam to New Mecca, neither having any other place to go. Riddick showed up every couple of weeks sticking around for a few days before disappearing as suddenly as he had appeared. Although Carolyn had never been able to get him to admit it, he seemed as unable or as unwilling as the rest of them to break the bonds that had been formed. For better or worse they were the dysfunctional family he had once accused them of being.
Imam began to tutor Jack and the girl had quickly found a job in town working a few days a week to earn her own spending money, absolutely refusing the allowance Carolyn had offered. Carolyn often felt as though she hovered somewhere between a big sister and a mother depending on the girls mood. Jack adored Riddick though and hung on his every word when he came to stay. Carolyn was always silently grateful that he discouraged her from traveling with him even when she begged him to let her tag along, encouraging her to keep up with her studies in his own gruff way. Too gruff at times causing Carolyn, in her room down the hall, to listen to Jack softly cry herself to sleep after he left.
The New Oslo Corporation had put her on indefinite medical leave until they decided what to do with her and she hadn't argued with them as she had needed time to heal from her injuries.
She sometimes wondered if that was what kept Riddick coming back in the early days when his visits were more frequent. She had needed constant care those first few months and many times she woke to find him sitting next to her bed, his fingers idly playing with hers.
He had often taken his meals with her in her room and many an early evening would carry her out to the patio, ignoring the wheeled chair, where they sat quietly talking about nothing as Carolyn drank the tea that Imam always seemed to have ready, before Jack blew in demanding his attention. Carolyn always waved them off with a smile, knowing that Imam would be out shortly with the chair to take her back to her bed.
Once she was released from her doctors care everyone had tried to get on with their lives.
When Imam met Lajjun and things became serious, Carolyn and Jack went house hunting. They found a house right outside of town, enclosed inside a tall Ivy covered wall, giving them privacy and space.
Imam and Lajjun had wed and immediately started a family. Jack had begun to work more and study less, staying away from home days at a time, reverting back to her old ways without Riddick's constant presence. Carolyn tried harder to get on with her life. Gardening, assuming a new consulting position for New Oslo, and occasionally dating.
However, the dating hadn't gone well. At all.
The two times she had attempted a night of no strings attached sex, Riddick had shown up.
The first time he had physically removed a man from her bed they didn't talk for the rest of his visit.
The second time, she was just reaching forward to grasp the head of hair that was between her legs when she saw his shined eyes in a corner near the door. The realization that he had been watching had her gasping in surprise.
Riddick hauled this man up off the bed, leaving Carolyn scrambling for a sheet, a blush blooming out from her chest until it scorched her cheeks, as they stared at each other silently. Riddick, tired of a having a squirming nude man in his grip, ordered her to change the sheets and take a shower. Flopping down on the mattress she listened to him stomp down the hall, slamming the front door shut behind him.
Lighting the small lamp on her bedside table, she found herself following his instructions, stripping the bed, comforter and all, before pulling out fresh, jasmine scented bedding and remaking it.
Blowing out the lamp, she padded her way across the room to the bath turning on the shower. Her hand dangled under the stream of water as her mind began to stray into dangerous territory but quickly pushed those thoughts away. She and Riddick would have a talk tomorrow about boundaries, and privacy. Or rather she would talk as he stood propped up against the counter, goggles firmly in place answering in monosyllables until she finished. He would then rinse his cup out, setting it gently in the dish drainer and walk out the door as if she had never said a word.
She took a moment to bang her head on the wall in frustration. Washing herself she let her head hang down as the water beat against her neck relaxing the muscles she didn't realize were so tight; her eyes closed, enjoying the sensation. The sound of the shower door opening caused her head to jerk up and she felt the blush from earlier return as she skimmed his body starting at his feet, up, up, up until she was staring into his silvered eyes once again. She sometimes wondered if instead of being born he had sprung from the ground perfectly formed. Her breathing became ragged, and she swore she could hear her heartbeat as Riddick took first one step and then another towards her. She slowly raised a hand, although she wasn't sure if it was to keep him away or draw him closer. Wrapping a hand around her exposed wrist he raised his other laying it against her cheek as his thumb rubbed over her lips. Carolyn could feel the roughened tips of his finger as she closed her eyes, lightly nuzzling his palm.
Sliding his thumb up under her chin, he tilted her head so that she was looking at him. Her tongue darted out to taste him on her lips as she watched him bend to cover her mouth with his own. She moaned lightly and he took advantage thrusting into her mouth, backing her into the corner of the shower. Carolyn's arms snaked up around his neck, kneading the skin at the base. His mouth withdrew causing her to whimper until he lifted her up so he could wrap his lips around a nipple. Carolyn groaned at sensation and didn't protest when he guided her legs up around his waist. Switching to the other nipple his hand found its way between her legs. Cupping her, his thumb ran over her clit a few times before his fingers attempted to find their way inside her. Carolyn's hands tightened on his shoulders, her blunt nails doing little damage, her back arching off the shower wall as his fingers began to pump in and out of her even as his mouth increased the pressure on her breasts. A lick of his tongue from her breast up to the sensitive skin at the base of her neck caused Carolyn to come, flooding his hand with fluid as he bit down.
He brought his hand to his mouth licking his fingers off before leaning in to kiss her again, letting her taste herself. Carolyn whimpered when he pulled back to look at her, unwrapping her legs from around his waist as he slowly set her back on the ground. He stood watching as she reached out grasping his cock with her small hand, running her thumb around the head, spreading out the liquid that had pooled there. Just as she was about to say his name, he spun her around pressing her up against the shower wall. Reaching out, Riddick adjusted the water that was beginning to turn cold before running a hand down her, his hands spanning her waist as his thumbs gently traced the thick ropes of scar tissue that littered her back. Carolyn hummed as he continued his exploration before slowly easing into her, her breath shuddering out of her chest as he filled her, throwing her head back against his shoulder as he settled in. Tilting his head down towards her neck, Riddick slowly began to move, pulling out and slipping back in so slowly Carolyn though she would scream at the exquisite torture of it all. As his breathing increased so did the tempo of his strokes, his hands playing over her body, knowing just what reaction he would achieve by the flick of a thumb, sending her spiraling over the edge taking him with her.
Turning the shower off he grabbed a towel handing it to her as he found another and began to dry himself off. Carolyn follow suit and before she realized what was happening Riddick was guiding her across the room, pushing her into and across the bed as he climbed in behind her, pulling her back up against his chest leaving her no choice but to use his arm as a pillow, the other clamping itself around her waist. Carolyn sighed as she felt his cock nestle up against her bottom and his steady breathing against her neck indicating that he was already asleep.
The next morning as she attempted to drag herself out of bed, Riddick's hand snaked out clasping her upper arm.
"Coffee," she murmured her voice still rough with sleep.
Letting go of her, he rolled over to his stomach turning his head in the opposite direction. Dragging her hands through her hair, she pulled on a robe and made her way to the kitchen where she started the coffee and began cooking a simple breakfast for the two of them.
Riddick appeared a bit later and she sat a cup and a plate in front of him. They ate their breakfast and were silently contemplating each other over their coffee cups when Jack burst in, her usual exuberant self.
"Riddick!" she exclaimed throwing her arms around his neck. "I would have come home last night if I knew you were coming! You've got to start giving us a heads up!"
At this, Carolyn rose from the table, slamming her plate into the sink, muttering under her breath.
"Is everything ok?" Jack asked looking cautiously between the two of them.
"Fine." Carolyn ground out between her teeth watching the sink fill with water as Jack began babbling to Riddick about something she wanted to show him in town. She held her breath as Riddick approached her from behind, slipping his empty plate into the sink and quietly rinsing out his cup. Leaning across her to set it in the dish drainer he leaned down brushing a kiss against her cheek before grabbing his cloak from next to the kitchen door and walking out with Jack.
