Stretching lazily as the sun came in through the window, Jack actually felt pretty good.  For a second, that is.  Sitting up quickly she knew she was in Riddick's bed but where was he?  Untangling herself from the covers, she ran to the door and down the hall to the living room.  As she passed the kitchen, she saw him from the corner of her eye, standing at the counter.  With quick reflexes, she reached out and grabbed the door frame to slow her momentum and stumbled into the kitchen.

"Riddick," she gasped.  "I thought something had happened to you."  She was out of breath and she leaned over trying to catch it.

"I'm okay," he said approaching her.

"Oh, good."  She stood back up and smiled at him.  "How do you feel?" she asked.

"Pretty good, thanks to you."  She patted his arm as she moved past him to the counter to pour herself some coffee. 

"Will you be okay for awhile?  I've have to finish a few things at the hospital."  She heard Riddick chuckle and wondered what was so funny.

"I'm sure I can handle myself," he said stepping up close to her.

"Do you remember last night?" she asked as she turned to face him.  A smile spread across his face.

"Of course I do.  We slept together."  He kept smiling even when she slapped him on the arm.

"We slept in the same bed," she clarified, "which was probably a good idea since you were sick.  I just want to make sure before I go."  She moved past him to the bathroom but stopped when he spoke.

"How long will you be gone?" he asked as he put some things away.

"Not long.  An hour maybe."  She sensed he was disappointed.  "When I get back we can do whatever you want."  Probably not the best choice in words.

"Whatever I want, huh?"  He rubbed his chin thoughtfully but Jack didn't let him get out what he wanted.

"Within reason," she said as she walked out of the room but leaned back in to finish her sentence, "maybe."  He turned towards her so fast he almost lost his balance but Jack was already down the hall in the bathroom. 

She hurried through her shower and got dressed.  All she had to do was get her little surprise from the hospital after she finished a few things on it, grab the money chip she hid in her locker and get home.  This would be one interesting night.

When Jack got back she noticed Riddick had gone to the gym because his bag was sitting on the floor by the couch and he was now in the shower.  For some reason, she was nervous as hell.  She didn't know how he would react to her gift so she opted to pace the living room until he came out.

Riddick knew Jack was home.  He could smell her the second he stepped out of the bathroom.

"Jack?" he called out.

"In here, Riddick."  Jack finally took a seat, staring at the doorway, waiting for Riddick to come in.  Everything seemed to go in slow motion as he walked in.  All she could do was stare at his body.  She had seen him the night before but given the situation she really didn't take notice.  Now she noticed and she noticed it all.  The way the towel hung on his hips, the dusting of dark hair on his nicely defined abs, the way his muscles moved with each step, and…

"Jack?"  Jack realized that he had said her name more than once.  Snapping back to the present, Jack looked up at him.  "Are you okay?" he asked not bothering to keep the humor out of his voice.

"I'm fine.  I just need to talk to you for a minute."  Riddick looked a little concerned and took a seat on the couch across from her with the towel barely covering him, Jack noticed.  He didn't speak but she knew he was listening.  She reached in her shirt and paused when she saw the look on Riddick's face.  He had cocked an eyebrow up at her and smiled.  She shook her head and untangled the chain from the one Riddick's ring was on and pulled it over her head.  It looked like dog tags but they weren't.

"Here," she said, tossing him the chain.  He caught it easily and looked at it.

"What is this?"

"It's a credit chip and it's for you.  A little something I've been working on since you left."  She watched Riddick intently, hoping he wouldn't be mad at her for hacking and stealing money for him. 

He fingered the chip, deep in thought.  'Why would Jack do something like this for him?' he thought.

"Why?"  He thought he should just ask her.  Jack was relieved his first sentence wasn't telling her she was wrong to do it.

"Because of everything you've given me, I wanted to do something for you."

"You took care of me last night.  There's nothing more you need to do for me."  Jack felt hurt by his words but she didn't let it show.  She continued as if he never said a word.

"There's two million on it and it's yours to do with as you please."  Riddick looked at her in shock.

"Two million?" he asked as he stood up, bringing her to her feet as well. He approached her and she unintentionally took a step back making him stop.  All he wanted to do was hug her but she seemed a little nervous.  "Nobody's ever done anything like this for me.  I don't know what to say."

"At least say you're not mad at me," she said looking to the floor.  He was confused by her comment.

"Why would I be mad at you?  You screwed over a system that's done nothing but screw me over my whole life.  There's no way I would be mad at you for that."  He dared another step closer and this time she didn't move and when she looked up at him her features relaxed.  "Jack," he spoke in a hushed tone.  She looked him in the eyes and saw nothing fearful in them.  He moved in to wrap his arms around her but she stopped him.

"Wait, I have something else for you," she said as she ran down the hall to her room.  Riddick slowly walked in her direction out of curiosity.  She flew back out into the hall and nearly ran into him.  "Come on," she said grabbing his hand and pulling him to the bathroom.

"Jack, what are we doing?"  He was curious but he felt she didn't need to do anything for him.  His life wasn't worth the trouble.

"Okay, you know how guys who work in the mines sometimes get their eyes shined?" she asked trying to contain a smile.  He nodded slowly.  "Anyway, guys in prison are also getting them done as you already know…"  She was nearly jumping out of her skin with excitement.

"Spit it out, Jack."  He couldn't help but smile at how happy she looked.

"Well, some miners were looked at like they were prisoners because of their eyes so they started a project at the hospital and I was allowed to assist.  Here."  She handed him a small case.  He hesitated for a moment before opening it.

Inside, there was a pair of contacts.

"What are these?"  He knew what they were for but he didn't understand their significance.

"They will not only effectively cover the shine in your eyes but they'll correct the color problems you have in your vision.  You won't need to wear goggles as dark and you can still see in pitch black while you're wearing them."  Riddick couldn't believe what he was hearing.  His record had been cleared and now he'd be able to walk around without anyone looking at him suspiciously.  It was too much for his brain to take in.  "Why don't you put them in and I'll be back in a minute."

Jack gave him some privacy but she stayed near the door.  When, after a few long minutes he didn't come out, Jack knocked on the door.

"Riddick, you okay?"  There was no response so she opened the door.  Riddick had his gaze to the ground as Jack entered.  She hopped up on the counter and looked to the small case.  It was empty.  Her eyes traveled back to Riddick and she gasped when she saw he was looking at her.  Deep, dark brown eyes looked back at her and Jack felt the first tear slip down her cheek.

"Oh my God," she whispered.  "You know what?"  Riddick moved closer to her.  "I think this is how I always see you I just never realized it until now."  The sheer depth of his browns eyes gave sight to the soul she already knew he had.

He took in every one of her features in his now color corrected vision; the light brown of her hair and the pieces that shimmered gold at certain angles, the deep blue of her eyes, and the pink of her lips.  "You look real now," she said as she reached out to touch his cheek, worried that he didn't like them.  "You hate 'em?" she asked.

Riddick moved between her legs and rested his hands on her hips.  He could hear her breathing quicken as he slid her across the counter to him.  That was his answer.  She put her hands on his arms and looked deep in his beautiful eyes. 

Riddick gripped her tighter when she licked her lips and he kept his movements torturously slow as his lips got closer to hers.  His lips brushed almost painfully over hers, like they were on fire.  Jack moaned, wanting more but he backed away whenever she leaned in.  Not kissing her but letting their lips barely touch was not only driving her over the edge, but him as well.  He could feel her shaking in anticipation of their first kiss.  Giving in, he pressed his soft warm lips to hers and immediately her arms went around his neck and pulled him closer.

Their lips moved against each other with a heat that neither of them had ever felt before.  Riddick's tongue slipped into her mouth and she welcomed it, meeting it with her own.  Her hands had moved down to his chest as his tongue stroked hers bringing on intense sensations that made her grip his chest muscles.

Jack had no idea what should come next but decided to let Riddick guide her and that's what he did.  He pulled her off the counter and stood her on her feet only to find she wasn't steady enough so he pulled her to him.  Feeling the fullness of her breasts against the hardness of his chest was all it took to get certain parts of his body to wake up.  He ran his hands down her back and slid them over her firm ass and squeezed enough to get her attention.  She broke the kiss off then and looked up at him, breathing hard but not saying anything.  He kept squeezing her and watched as her eyes shut and her head rolled back, exposing her neck.

Jack's body was feeling very warm to the point of wanting to take her clothes off to rid herself of the heat but she knew the heat was coming from within and she knew Riddick was the cause and she didn't want to get rid of him.  

As his hands were kneading her ass Jack found herself pushing back into them, wishing he was touching her bare skin.  Keeping her eyes closed she ran her hands down his bare chest, scratching past his nipples, and down to his stomach; feeling his muscles contract when they met with her fingers.

He surprised her when he leaned in and kissed her neck making her jump but she kept her eyes closed.  He kissed her chastely at first but it wasn't long before he kissed with more desire and need; sucking along her jugular then along her jaw line.  She let her hands run around to his back and up to his shoulders.

Jack let out a deep sigh as Riddick found his way into her pants and pressed his fingers into the soft bare flesh of her rear. She's never had this kind of close contact before but she didn't feel afraid.  Jack knew all about the mechanics of sex from her training to be a doctor but she was surprised by the feelings Riddick aroused in her.  You never really learn the way sex feels by studying from a book.  The heat that starts right in your center, then spreads slowly outward, reaching all your extremities; the sudden rush of blood to your fingers, lips, nipples, and most importantly, right between the legs.

The feel of Riddick's skin under her hands only added to the intense rush of passion through her veins which seemed to trigger some sort of animal need in her.  The urge to rip her clothes of increased with every kiss of his lips against her neck. 

Jack pushed Riddick back enough so she could see his face.  His eyes were half closed, full lips slightly parted, jaw clenched, and breathing just as hard as she was.  

Riddick's hands slipped from her pants, shocking her skin as the rough cool fabric hugged her body once again.  Jack looked over his face in awe.  She has never seen him like his before.  He looked so open, so vulnerable, almost more than she probably did.  Dropping her eyes to his chest she drank in the sight of his muscles covered in smooth, golden-brown skin.  But her eyes traveled farther down, to his chiseled abs, slim hips, and stopped at the towel he was still wearing.

Riddick followed her line of sight, curious as to what she was up to.  Her breathing was still rough and he could feel her arms trembling slightly in his grip.  When she exhaled shakily he knew what she saw.  He was hard and it was obvious, pushing through the towel of its own accord.  Each movement caused the rough cloth to rub over him only further hardening him.

Jack looked up at Riddick, her cheeks flushed, lips swollen, and the unmistakable scent of arousal swirled around them.  When she smiled at him he cocked an eyebrow at her.

"So, what do you plan on doing with that?" she asked, repressing a laugh.  Riddick pressed into her, pinning her to the counter.

"What do you want me to do with it?" he asked, his voice deep and husky, and totally serious.  His erection pressed deliciously into her lower belly but she couldn't answer.  Her mind was swimming with fuzzy images of what she wanted.  She was unsure of herself and what she should do next.  Being inexperienced left her hesitant to pursue her feelings for she was worried she would embarrass herself and turn Riddick off.

Riddick noticed the timid look in her eyes; he's seen it before. She was afraid.

"Come here," he said gently as he backed away from her.  He took her hand and led her down the hall to his room.  Jack went willingly because it wasn't him she was afraid of.

Once in his room Riddick sat down on the bed and positioned Jack between his legs.  She put her hands on his shoulders and took a deep breath.

"What are you feeling?" he asked.  Jack looked to the ceiling as if the answer was written on it.

"Nervous," she answered in a small voice.  Riddick slid his hands up her legs to her hips.

"Close your eyes," he said as his hands continued up her body to her waist and up further to brush the sides of her breasts.  Jack did as he asked but twitched slightly as his hands brushed over her.  "Relax," he whispered.  "It's just me."  Jack forced her body to relax but her grip remained hard on his shoulders.  "Now…really think about it and tell me what you feel."

"I feel your hands on me."  Jack immediately felt stupid for that answer and looked deeper inside herself.  "I feel hot."

"Where?"

"Everywhere, but it's hotter where your hands are."  Jack was almost sure his touch was burning through her clothes and she would have his handprints seared onto her flesh. 

Riddick pushed up her shirt as high as he could reach and Jack finished removing it.  The cool air felt refreshing on her skin.

"Keep going," he encouraged.  Jack kept her eyes closed and thought hard.

"Uh…I can feel my body tingling.  Mostly in…uh…"  As she spoke, Riddick hooked his fingers into her pants and peeled them away from her body, pulling them down to her ankles and he supported her as she kicked out of them.  "Mostly…down there," she finally got out.  Riddick ran his fingers up her inner thigh until it reached her panties.

"Right here?" he asked.  Jack nodded her head and put her hands back on his shoulders.  Riddick laid back and took Jack with him, her lacey bra and panties scratching relentlessly on now his sensitive skin.  She found his lips and kissed him, nibbled at his lips as he fumbled with the hooks of her bra. 

All at once Jack felt the restraints loosen and her breasts fell free along with her chain that held Riddick's ring.  But another kind of restraint diminished as Riddick pulled the bra out from between them and her nipples dragged across his chest.  The cold metal of the ring made Riddick's skin break out in goose-bumps as it moved over him.  Her inhibitions disappeared.  She knew what she wanted and she wasn't going to hold back.

Jack tore her lips from his and slid up his body until she could kneel on the bed.  That simple act didn't come without a groan from Riddick as she pushed down onto his erection.  This sudden bravery got him all worked up but he remained still.  Jack found his hands and placed them over her breasts releasing her own pent up groan.

Riddick wasn't sure how much longer he could wait.  Her nipples pressed into his palms and he pressed up to her; the animal was knocking at the door.  'Be careful,' he told himself.

Jack got the hint of his action and leaned in to him; leaning closer until their lips almost touched, then she quickly rolled over onto her back.  Riddick followed the same motion pulling the towel free from his body in time to meet her bare skin with his.

"You sure about this?" he asked, desire dripping from his voice.

"Yes," Jack said, nodding.  "It's you."  Riddick met her eyes for a moment and realized that she felt something more for him than anyone he's ever come across.  The look in her eyes told him that she was accepting of him in every way.

He reached down between them and with her help, managed to slip her panties off and drop them to the floor.  She moved her legs to his hips and she felt him nudging against her, sending a jolt of sensation through her.  Riddick felt the same thing and stopped.  'What the hell was that?' he asked himself.  He's never felt a shock like that before.

Jack squirmed underneath him, rubbing against him, causing his member to slip closer to her opening.  He could feel how wet she was and it took all his concentration not to lose it.

As slow as he could, he pushed into her, carefully breaking through her virginity.  Jack clutched at him as the pain washed over her.  He was big but the pain subsided quicker than she thought it would all because he was being extremely gentle with her.  Once he was completely inside her he smoothed a hand over her face and smiled at her.  She returned the smile and he felt her relax around him.  He waited a little longer until she encouraged him to continue by pressing her hips up to him.

Jack ran her feet over the backs of his calves and up his thighs feeling the muscles tensing as he pulled out of her.  Pushing back in, Jack wrapped her legs around his waist and moved with him in the slow rhythm he established.  The friction was building with each stroke and Jack moaned out as he pressed into her.  Riddick growled softly in her ear as she scratched her nails down his back and arched up to him.  Her vision began to swim as her belly tightened and her climax neared.

Riddick slid his hands underneath her and pulled her close to his body.  He moved harder and faster as she tensed and he angled his movements to give her more stimulation. 

Jack cried out with the suddenness of her orgasm; one so powerful it shook her entire body.  Riddick's change in movement brought it on so quickly, it shocked both of them.  Her emotions were running high and with the sparks of color flashing in her eyes, Jack cried.  She's waited for this for a long time and she was glad it was Riddick that nearly blinded her with such intense passion.

Riddick kissed her cheek, kissing away her sweet tears as they rolled from her eyes.  No woman has ever cried when he had sex with them and he understood now that this wasn't sex, he was making love to her, bringing them both so close together in body and mind that he almost got lost in the thought.

He was brought back to the task at hand when Jack licked up the center of his neck, kissing his chin; waiting for him to respond and go for her lips.  Catching her lips in a deep kiss, Riddick felt his groin tighten and he shuddered with his release, keeping a good hold of her lips with his.

Jack felt his body relax as he came down but she felt the slightest tremble coming from his lips, vibrating through her own.  When he pulled back his breathing was harsh and his face was covered with sweat.  She put her hands on his cheeks feeling the cool moisture form his effort and pulled his forehead down to hers.  Their breath mingled and for those few moments…they breathed life into each other.

****Gasping…well, there it is.  I hope everybody enjoyed this chapter because it was kind of hard to write.  Please review it, let me know if you liked it.  Thanks to all =)