Warning:for blood, gore, death, violence, language and M/M SLASH oral and anal sex and hints of abuse
Author: Furyan Goddess and IceSamZero
Title: A Cause the 2nd installment in the Reasonverse
Rating: NC-17
Fandom: Post Pitch Black-Pre-TCoR. The five years between.
Disclaimer: We do not own anyone or anything from the Riddickverse. We make no money from this now, or in the future.
Pairing: Johns/Riddick
Summery: Takes place after Riddick, Johns and Jack get picked up by the freighter in the ghost lane.
Feedback: YES please, IceSamZero and FG both worked very hard on this and would love to know what you think.
Archive: NO
Author's Notes: Big hugs to Elaine for beta
Written in 1st person

IceSamZero wrote Riddick and he's bold
Furyan Goddess wrote Johns and he's standard

If you haven't already, read A Reason, because, this is the sequel to it.
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Chapter 1

A noise woke me up and my first thought was not again. Check Riddick, see if he's still where I left him. Not in chains, but by my side. He's gone and I'm up. Clock him runnin' across the room, naked as the day his fine ass was born.

Someone's still screamin' an I realize it's Jack and Riddick's going to her. "Riddick!" I bark and toss him some pants as I struggle with my own.

He catches them on the fly and he's in them before I can find my footing again. Fucker, always graceful, even in flight.

He's on her bed, got her pulled close by the time I make it to the door. Never pictured Riddick as the fatherly type, but there's somethin' inside him knows what to do and does it. For Jack.

She's still sleepin, I can tell that. Clingin' to him and he turns and looks at me.

I sigh and shake my head, not likin' his idea. "Just for tonight," I say and turn and go back to bed. He's back with her a few moments later, nestles her between us, pulls her against him and closes his eyes.

What the fuck. This ain't right. Should be me tucked close, not her. Not right for a twelve year old girl to sleep with two grown men, but I see her white knuckles as she grips his waist. See her shoulders tremble against his chest and I know there's nothin' I'm gonna do to stop it.

I reach over, touch her fuzzy head and whisper, "Just for tonight,"

Riddick opens his eyes, pins me and I know she'll stay with us as long as she needs to.

I'm asleep an' awake a sec later, hear her screamin'. Jack.

Flyin' out the bed, 'fore I know what's what. Catch the pants Johns chucks at me, step inta 'em as I run. Hear 'im behind me but I bust the door an' all my attention's for Jack.

She's thrashin' an' I catch her skinny arms, pull 'er close an' it's just like the contact is what she needed, an' she stops screamin'. Whole body's tremblin', an' she feels cold. Her hands're tight on my arm an' wrist, tight enough ta hurt. Fine-boned but awkward, twelve years old, palms smallish an' fingers gettin' long.

Her lanky body fits in my arms, against my own, all curled up. Don't think about it, just let my body lead, surround 'er with myself. She just...curls inta me, an' I get that weird flappy feelin' an' it makes me look up for Johns.

He's in the doorframe, can't read 'is face. Looks...looks a mix a things.

I look at 'im. Guts feel twisty. He sighs, shakes 'is head but he says "Just for tonight," an' I'm followin' 'im back to our room. He jus' gets back on the bed an' for a sec I think he's gonna put 'is back to me, but 'e turns towards a bit, looks at me as I settle in. I tug Jack close ta me, an' she's still clingin'. I can't look at Johns so I close my eyes.

She's still shakin'.

I feel Johns move, hear 'is hand on Jack's hair, what she got. "Just for tonight," he whispers, an' my eyes open up an' can't help but almost glare. He fuckin' knows what we been through, alla us.

He reads me, an' I expect stubborn, expect a glare back, but he just blinks an' kinda frowns, looks at the pillow insteada me, then 'e closes 'is eyes an' somethin' in 'is face gets me.

I keep my underside arm tight ta Jack, reach out with the other. Touch Johns' face, watch my own fingers as they know what ta do, an' they stroke 'is cheek, kinda. His eyes start ta open an' I find I'm holdin' my breath.

I gotta say, I don't like feelin' like this, fuckin' flappy an' shit, floatin'. Feels unsure, like the footin's gonna go out any second. But I know Johns has gotta be feelin' some a it to, an' that makes it...bearable.

He looks at me, an' after a minute, 'is hand comes up, under my arm, touches Jack's fuzz again. Then it comes up to my face an' I almost flinch, dunno why. He jus' touches me like I'm touchin' 'im, cept my fingers aren't movin' anymore, jus' restin' there, an' Johns runs 'is hand over my own head, feel the scratch a some hair an' I look at 'im a sec, feelin'...grateful, an' I jus' close my eyes, let my hand fall to 'is neck, thumb on the spot under 'is ear, an' jus' listen to us breathin'.

Flappy. Floaty.

Warm.

I know we fall asleep, or at least I do. My hand fell offa Jonhs, restin' over Jack an' between us. Jack's breathin' easy when I open my eyes again, an' I do this a few times. Just kinda wake up, not all the way, check that Johns is still there, that Jack's breathin' even. That the nasties an' whatever other demons she's got ain't troublin' 'er, not in my arms, not on my fuckin' watch.

Somethin' I'm givin' off musta woke Johns, cuz he opens 'is eyes, an' I just rub my face inta the pillow, try ta smooth back out an' get back ta sleep.

"Time izzit?"

Johns don't answer right away, then, "Dunno."

I go back to sleep.

Next I wake, Jack's pokin' me. She pushed back a bit, so she could look up at me. I blink at 'er, try ta wake up s'more. Fuckin' sleepy still, an' I ain't let myself sleep like this in a long time. Didn't have the chance.

Lookin' across at the reason for a lotta that. He looks back at me, an' I just look back ta Jack.

"Gotta pee," she says, an' she looks kinda embarrassed. Figure she's gotta take care a whatever, so I unwind from 'er an' she untangles from me. She crawls offa the bed, kinda looks lost for a sec, an' then she shuffles to 'er room.

I'm lookin' after 'er, an I hear Johns swallow. I turn to 'im, an' he's rubbin' one eye.

I reach over, grab 'im behind the neck an' haul 'im over. His eyes fly open an' I jus' put my mouth on 'is, hard, an' try ta live up ta what he's been teachin' me 'bout kissin'.

Johns wakes up quick, all the way, pulls at me too. Hand comes up on my chest, throat, slides ta the back a my skull. Raspin' again over the shadow startin' ta grow there.

Slidin' tongues, sighin' breath. Could get used ta this shit, for sure.

Break off, slow. I lick my lips, look at Johns' throat. "Hey," he says, gives the hand on me a little shake.

I blink, lick again, then I look up.

"Hey," Johns says again, softly, an' I wanna kiss 'im again. He's gotta see this, cuz he gives me a kinda smile. His hand moves, till he touches my mouth with 'is fingers, my lip with 'is thumb.

Yeah, I could get used ta this.

I touch the tip a 'is thumb with my tongue, barely, an' 'is eyes get a little darker, but he ain't gonna be distracted.

"We're keepin' the girl," he says, lookin' at me, right in the eye. "We're keepin' her."

I swallow cuz my mouth got kinda dry, an' I squeeze my hand hard on the back a his neck cuz I don't trust my words.

"Johns," I sorta say, an' he puts 'is thumb back on my lip, an' he pushes it in a little. I lick it an' then he's movin' in on me, leans in an' jus'...nibbles on my lip, sucks me in an' I let my eyes fall shut, jus' for a bit, just a while.

His eyes flick up to mine an' I realize they're open, feel the heat in 'em, an' it's crazy how touches like that fuck me up. Soft an' hard, pushin' an' takin' an' givin'.

Moves ta kiss me, lets go a my lip an' I hear Jack comin' back in. I think both of us kinda make a not-happy noise. We move as she scoots up on the bed, an' she's got food. Hunger trumps the horny, for now.

I get up on my elbows, an' Johns matches me, both of us peekin', leanin' in ta see what goodies she brought us. She giggles, an' Johns winks at 'er.

Makes me smile.

Somethin' inside feels his restlessness, wakin' to check on her, on me. Warms me, knots my stomach full of squirmin' worms. Makes me... happy.

Catch his eye once, asks me the time. Got no fuckin' idea. Time has no meanin' anymore. Sleep. That's all that matters. Sleep and safety. We got both right now. The three of us.

While he sleeps, holdin' Jack, I watch. Their breath synced, she fits so snug against him, like she's a part of him. It hurts, kinda, seein' that. Knowin' I've never been that close to anyone, never held anyone like that, never had the chance to hold like that.

I wanna hold Riddick like that. Tucked safe into my body, but that's just crazy shit. You don't hold a murderer tight and sigh. You don't love 'im, wanna spend your life, however much of it you have left, with him.

Men don't love other men.

Sane people don't love Richard B. Riddick.

Guess that makes me crazy after all. Always knew it.. this just confirms.

Jack's squirmin', shakin' the bed. Open my eyes a bit, see her looking at Riddick, waiting for him to focus. Say's she's gotta pee. I wanna snort, but that would embarrass us all. Watch as the tiny stick-like girl unfurls herself from her dark knight and close my eyes again when she's gone.

Try to swallow, mouths dry. Rub my eye, it's dry too. Feel a hand, strong and big grippin' me, pulling me close and I have'ta open up. Riddick's pullin' me close and this I gotta see.

He kisses me, holy fuck he's kissin' me good. Hard. My hand grips him, slides up, cups the back of his head to hold on as shit starts to spin. Feel his hair, teasing my fingers and I love the feel of it. How it rubs against my body, sharp and soft at the same time.

Give myself up to him, all of me till he slows it and breaks it off. Again he doesn't look me in the eyes. Maybe he thinks I'll laugh if he does, but I ain't laughing, not from his kisses. Never from that.

"Hey," I say and I don't know what else to put after that. Just kinda came out. "Hey," I repeat, I really want to see his eyes... I fuckin' love his eyes.

Feel a smile ghost my lips. I know what he's thinkin'. Wants to kiss me again, but he's unsure if he should. Wonders if he does good. If I like it. If it makes him soft. That's why he resists and I just trace his mouth with my thumb. That lower, fuller bottom lip gets me every time. His tongue flicks out and I feel my breath catch.

Mind's going, all the things I wanna say, gotta say. I wanna wish him good morning, our first together. I wanna tell him that we're gonna get and gut the fuck that hurt Jack. I wanna tell him that I want his dick in my mouth, feel it in the back of my throat as he cums long and hard for me. What comes out shocks me as much as him.

"We're keepin' the girl," I tell him and I mean it. "We're keepin' her."

Watch him swallow, hear him whisper my name and I can't wait no longer. I lean in, chew on his bottom lip for a bit. Feel the thickness of it, taste him, the silky smooth part, just on the inside. Feel it swell, turn puffy under my teeth as I suck and lick. Look up, meet his eyes, which are blazing at me, full of lust and intensity. Of something I ain't never seen there.

Kiss him again, but I hear shufflin' feet and we both groan slightly.

Our annoyance at getting interrupted by Jack fades as the scent of food catches our attention.

Jack wiggles in between us, careful to stay clear of our lower halves and sets a tray on her lap. Riddick and I move the same time, up on our elbows, mirroring each other and lean in to see what she got.

I hear her giggle and give her a wink.

I pick up something that was like an apple... once. Freeze dried shit, but it's still food. Reach for a piece I knew Riddick was going for, just to see what he'd do. Just raises his brow at me and grabs at another one. Jack snags that one and launches into a fit of giggles that got the whole fuckin' table shaking.

I just shake my head and kinda grunt when she jerks at being poked in the ribs by Riddick.

"You spill this shit on my bed and I'm gonna kick both your asses." I say in warning and neither one of them looks very scared. Must be losin' my touch.

"Got your stick an' gauge handy, Johns, only way you're kickin' my ass."

"Fuck you," I drawl, vamp up the accent that I know gets him in the nuts, but can't help the grin. Fucker knows me good, knows it's on the floor in hands reach. Don't trust the fucks steering this bucket of bolts.

Finally I lay back down with my hands behind my head. Time to bite the bullet and figure out the next step.

"Been thinkin'," I say and they both look at me, guess it was something in my tone. I keep staring straight up, wiggle my neck to get a better dent for my noggin'. "Could stay a merc,"

Sharp intakes of breath from both of them. I just plow on like nothing, "Go after some really diabolical dudes." Riddick grunts and I turn and look at Jack, "Startin' with the fuckin' piece a shit that hurt you."

Food's the same shit we been eatin'; reconstituted this an' dried that. I'm goin' for some apple-smellin' piece an' Johns grabs the one I almost had. I raise my eyebrow at 'im, snag the next one over.

Jack takes it right outta my fingers, an' she starts laughin, so I poke 'er an' she jumps. We start diggin' in, an' Johns threatens beatin's if we spill on 'is shit.

I don't even bother ta roll my eyes. "Got your stick an' gauge handy, Johns," I say 'round some food. He kept both on the floor, by 'is side a the bed. "Only way you're kickin' my ass."

He lays the accent on thick with the "fuck you" an' I'm grinnin'. Knows I hate that.

He finishes eatin' first, an' lays back on 'is hands. Jack pushes the tray away an' I grab it, put it on one a the crates by my side. Swallow my last bite an' Johns says he's been thinkin'. Can tell both me an' Jack are ready with some smartass comment, but there's somethin' in 'is voice, an' neither of us says nothin'.

Johns moves ta get comfy, an' he says, "Could stay a merc."

Could hear a fuckin' pin drop, after he says that.

"Go after some really diabolical dudes," he says, an' I grunt. Got an idea where he's goin' with this but that don't make it easier ta look at 'im, so I don't. "Startin' with the fuckin' piece a shit that hurt you."

Jack's real stiff, next ta me, an' I know she probably don't wanna talk about this shit, don't wanna remember it. Surprises me when she talks, how hot her voice is. "Fuckin' A," she says, an' she looks at me almost like a challenge. I don't know what ta do with it, an' I feel all...swollen, alla sudden. Realize it's pride. Jack's afraid, can see it, but she's facin' her fear head fuckin' on, an' it makes me proud.

She turns an' looks at Johns, an' 'e jus' looks up at her with 'is blue eyes in the dim light, waits, gives 'er time ta change her mind.

She jus' keeps lookin'.

"Do you know who it was?" he asks her, real soft. She's still sittin' up, an' I'm leaned back, so I reach behind 'er an' put my hand on Johns' shoulder, watchin' 'im as he watches Jack.

She suddenly turns ta me, an' the movement whips her shoulders around. Her eyes look real big in the light, wide open like that.

She squares her jaw, still afraid, but she nods. She looks down at me, really looks, an' turns back, looks at Johns. She looks at the hand on 'is shoulder, my hand, an' she nods again, firmly. "Fuckin' A," she says, quieter.

I move my hand, reach up an' stroke her back, once. Get myself sittin' up. Feel like movin', feel like doin', but there ain't nothin' ta do, not till we hit Aquila, an' I don't think the Captain or Crewie boy would take too well ta me scoutin' their ship. Not that they'd see me, 'f I didn't want 'em to, but I guess another part a me keeps the restless bit at bay. Don't wanna leave Jack alone.

Trust Johns, but I don't wanna leave 'im, either. S'weird, cuz I could do with some time alone, just a little. But not right this moment. Get a chance to stretch my legs, alla us will, when we hit the system.

For now, best ta hang on to what comfort we got, cuz I'm sure Johns hasn't forgot what happened in that system, an' I know he knows I ain't forgot either.