Summary: This is the sequel to "Sweeter than Revenge". Seven years
later. I don't know how to write the summary without giving too much away. So
just read and enjoy please.
Friends?
Chapter 1
A baby's cries are the only thing that startles Gillian from her deep restful
slumber. She lazily sits up and says, "Okay baby. Mommy's coming." She tries
to call out to the crib that's toward the corner of the room. Reaching down to
the foot of the bed to grab her robe she glances over at her still sleeping
husband, "No don't get up." She smirks at him as he turns over in bed.
Obviously he's dead to the world. She sluggishly removes herself from the bed
and drags her feet to the baby bed. She peers into the baby bed, "Hey little
girl. I see you're an early riser like your big brothers and sisters huh?"
She picks up the fussy baby then heads out of the room. Minutes later when she
comes back in, Riddick is sitting up in bed flipping through the channels on
T.V. He stops short of a newsbreak. The reporter begins to talk about how
another body has been found by the river. Killed the same way as the other ten
people in the last 2 months, all killed by his same old M.O. He gives a giant
sigh. Just want he needed, some psycho copycat serial killer with a sick
infatuation with him. Every since the bodies started turning up, Gillian has
been getting little love letters, flowers, candy, etc. All from a 'secret
admirer' as it was signed on all the letters and little notes. Riddick knows
better than to not think that it wasn't linked in some way. Looking at his
beautiful wife feeding their infant baby girl across the room, he knew that
something wasn't right. He vowed once that he'd kill whoever tried to come
between him and his family. He proved that seven years ago, and it wouldn't be
hard to do it again. He'd put some special forces on the case, but no one
could come up with anything. The waning days only made him touchier than
usual, he can't stand that danger is hitting so close to home once again.
Gillian walks over to Riddick, "Can you burp Laura while I take a shower?" He
holds out his hands, "Gimme that kid!" He rumbles. Even though this was the
last of he and Gillian's children he treated them all equal. All with the same
compassion as the next. Once his little girl is in his arms she starts cooing
and flailing around. Taken by surprise from her movements he almost drops her,
"Whoa kiddo! Your mom's been teaching you some moves huh?" Gillian is making
her way to the bathroom but stops short at the door, "Ha ha Riddick." Then she
continues inside of the door. She groans at the sight of the bathroom. Bath
time toys, baby shampoo, bath time crayons are scattered everywhere.
"Riddick!" she calls to him. "Yeah?" "Did you give the twins their bath in here
last night?" There's a long pause, then he sheepishly answers, "Yeah." She
smiles and shakes her head. She can already tell by the mess. Mikiyla and
Mikayla were two now, for some reason that meant that they had to be extra
messy in everything they did. Stumbling over a rubber ducky, Gillian turns on
the showerhead so that the water can get nice and hot. She removes her clothes
then quickly gets in to get out of the cold air. She stands directly under the
sprayer so she can be submerged under the water. Washing off her husband's
sweet kisses off from the night before, yet preparing herself for the tireless
day ahead of her. She's so busy listening to the water washing over her that
she doesn't notice Riddick's naked form sneak in the shower with her. He
smiles from the sight of her body. After all these years and all those kids,
her body still managed to stay in shape and turn him on to high heaven. Of
course she had more curves, but that only made her look more voluptuous. He
clears his throat, causing her to turn swiftly towards him. She blinks the
water from her long red lashes. Smiling at him, she hands him a sponge and a
bar of soap, "Wash my back?" His smile turns broader. Without words he takes
the items from her hands and turns her around. "Where's the baby?" she asks as
he moves her hair away from her back. "I put her with the nanny." He says
before bending down to kiss the nape of her neck. He lightly moves the sponge
over he shoulders. "Are the boys up?" "Uh huh." He replies. "What about the
twins? Are they eating breakfast. He let's out an annoyed moan, "Gillian,
baby. C'mon, tha kids are all all right. They won't catch us." He says. He
can tell that she's a little apprehensive about making love while the kids are
awake. There had been many occasions when they would caught them 'wrestling
with their clothes off' "You know. I can do this better without the sponge."
He says, with that he drops the sponge then soaps his hands. After lathering
them up he slowly rubs his hands across her back. She lets out a small whimper
from his touch. He starts to rub more firmly across her back. Smoothing the
white lather over her soft creamy skin. He lets out a ragged sigh before
getting bolder. He takes his hands and cups her breasts from behind, letting
his palms feel her protruding nipples. Moving his hands back just enough so he
can take them between his thumbs and middle fingers. Gillian braces herself on
the wall so that she doesn't fall from sheer passion. Her bottom presses more
into his hardness. She sways a bit, making her ass rub against him. Not being
able to stand it anymore he runs her around quickly and picks her up so she can
wrap her legs around him. He pins her against the shower wall. "Lights dim."
She calls out before ripping his goggles off. One of her new things that
turned her on was looking in his eyes as they both came. From there she bum
rushes a kiss on his mouth. Her tongue roughly invades his mouth; she pulls
back from him to look at him. He glances down, and then in one quick move he's
inside of her. "Ah!" she cries out from how good it feels. She wraps all her
limbs around him tightly as if to hang on for a ride. He braces an arm on the
shower wall and bends his knees for better leverage. At first his strokes are
long, gentle, controlled; but that doesn't last long. "Please." Gillian
whimpers. That's Riddick's cue to not hold back. He begins to thrust into her
harder, causing soft moans to erupt from her with each connecting point of
their two bodies. Her nails find his hard back and begin to claw into his
flesh. He growls, it feels too good for it to hurt. He is getting so close
now that he can barely hold out, after three more forceful pounds he lets go
and releases himself inside of her. An almost animalistic sound escapes him in
the process. He pulls back to look at her flushed face; he smiles at her green
gems. He can tell by her expression that she came just as hard as he did.
Slowly, she slips down from his spent body. They go into a make-out session
until the water gets too cold for them to stand. Getting out of the shower,
Riddick hands her a big fluffy towel. "We should start showering all the time
together." Gillian says. "Yep, we'll be the cleanest couple on Lanka 3."
later. I don't know how to write the summary without giving too much away. So
just read and enjoy please.
Friends?
Chapter 1
A baby's cries are the only thing that startles Gillian from her deep restful
slumber. She lazily sits up and says, "Okay baby. Mommy's coming." She tries
to call out to the crib that's toward the corner of the room. Reaching down to
the foot of the bed to grab her robe she glances over at her still sleeping
husband, "No don't get up." She smirks at him as he turns over in bed.
Obviously he's dead to the world. She sluggishly removes herself from the bed
and drags her feet to the baby bed. She peers into the baby bed, "Hey little
girl. I see you're an early riser like your big brothers and sisters huh?"
She picks up the fussy baby then heads out of the room. Minutes later when she
comes back in, Riddick is sitting up in bed flipping through the channels on
T.V. He stops short of a newsbreak. The reporter begins to talk about how
another body has been found by the river. Killed the same way as the other ten
people in the last 2 months, all killed by his same old M.O. He gives a giant
sigh. Just want he needed, some psycho copycat serial killer with a sick
infatuation with him. Every since the bodies started turning up, Gillian has
been getting little love letters, flowers, candy, etc. All from a 'secret
admirer' as it was signed on all the letters and little notes. Riddick knows
better than to not think that it wasn't linked in some way. Looking at his
beautiful wife feeding their infant baby girl across the room, he knew that
something wasn't right. He vowed once that he'd kill whoever tried to come
between him and his family. He proved that seven years ago, and it wouldn't be
hard to do it again. He'd put some special forces on the case, but no one
could come up with anything. The waning days only made him touchier than
usual, he can't stand that danger is hitting so close to home once again.
Gillian walks over to Riddick, "Can you burp Laura while I take a shower?" He
holds out his hands, "Gimme that kid!" He rumbles. Even though this was the
last of he and Gillian's children he treated them all equal. All with the same
compassion as the next. Once his little girl is in his arms she starts cooing
and flailing around. Taken by surprise from her movements he almost drops her,
"Whoa kiddo! Your mom's been teaching you some moves huh?" Gillian is making
her way to the bathroom but stops short at the door, "Ha ha Riddick." Then she
continues inside of the door. She groans at the sight of the bathroom. Bath
time toys, baby shampoo, bath time crayons are scattered everywhere.
"Riddick!" she calls to him. "Yeah?" "Did you give the twins their bath in here
last night?" There's a long pause, then he sheepishly answers, "Yeah." She
smiles and shakes her head. She can already tell by the mess. Mikiyla and
Mikayla were two now, for some reason that meant that they had to be extra
messy in everything they did. Stumbling over a rubber ducky, Gillian turns on
the showerhead so that the water can get nice and hot. She removes her clothes
then quickly gets in to get out of the cold air. She stands directly under the
sprayer so she can be submerged under the water. Washing off her husband's
sweet kisses off from the night before, yet preparing herself for the tireless
day ahead of her. She's so busy listening to the water washing over her that
she doesn't notice Riddick's naked form sneak in the shower with her. He
smiles from the sight of her body. After all these years and all those kids,
her body still managed to stay in shape and turn him on to high heaven. Of
course she had more curves, but that only made her look more voluptuous. He
clears his throat, causing her to turn swiftly towards him. She blinks the
water from her long red lashes. Smiling at him, she hands him a sponge and a
bar of soap, "Wash my back?" His smile turns broader. Without words he takes
the items from her hands and turns her around. "Where's the baby?" she asks as
he moves her hair away from her back. "I put her with the nanny." He says
before bending down to kiss the nape of her neck. He lightly moves the sponge
over he shoulders. "Are the boys up?" "Uh huh." He replies. "What about the
twins? Are they eating breakfast. He let's out an annoyed moan, "Gillian,
baby. C'mon, tha kids are all all right. They won't catch us." He says. He
can tell that she's a little apprehensive about making love while the kids are
awake. There had been many occasions when they would caught them 'wrestling
with their clothes off' "You know. I can do this better without the sponge."
He says, with that he drops the sponge then soaps his hands. After lathering
them up he slowly rubs his hands across her back. She lets out a small whimper
from his touch. He starts to rub more firmly across her back. Smoothing the
white lather over her soft creamy skin. He lets out a ragged sigh before
getting bolder. He takes his hands and cups her breasts from behind, letting
his palms feel her protruding nipples. Moving his hands back just enough so he
can take them between his thumbs and middle fingers. Gillian braces herself on
the wall so that she doesn't fall from sheer passion. Her bottom presses more
into his hardness. She sways a bit, making her ass rub against him. Not being
able to stand it anymore he runs her around quickly and picks her up so she can
wrap her legs around him. He pins her against the shower wall. "Lights dim."
She calls out before ripping his goggles off. One of her new things that
turned her on was looking in his eyes as they both came. From there she bum
rushes a kiss on his mouth. Her tongue roughly invades his mouth; she pulls
back from him to look at him. He glances down, and then in one quick move he's
inside of her. "Ah!" she cries out from how good it feels. She wraps all her
limbs around him tightly as if to hang on for a ride. He braces an arm on the
shower wall and bends his knees for better leverage. At first his strokes are
long, gentle, controlled; but that doesn't last long. "Please." Gillian
whimpers. That's Riddick's cue to not hold back. He begins to thrust into her
harder, causing soft moans to erupt from her with each connecting point of
their two bodies. Her nails find his hard back and begin to claw into his
flesh. He growls, it feels too good for it to hurt. He is getting so close
now that he can barely hold out, after three more forceful pounds he lets go
and releases himself inside of her. An almost animalistic sound escapes him in
the process. He pulls back to look at her flushed face; he smiles at her green
gems. He can tell by her expression that she came just as hard as he did.
Slowly, she slips down from his spent body. They go into a make-out session
until the water gets too cold for them to stand. Getting out of the shower,
Riddick hands her a big fluffy towel. "We should start showering all the time
together." Gillian says. "Yep, we'll be the cleanest couple on Lanka 3."