To Rose, three chappies once FF got unstuck!
To all those, here's a little chappy to set up some FUN!
Riddick sat on the couch, thinking. He remembered the first time he saw her. He was talking to Fry in the wreckage.
Where can I get eyes like that?…
You gotta kill a few people.
I can do that.
Then you gotta get sent to a slam where they tell you you'll never see daylight again.
Cute kid.
He liked her eyes, looking at him. No one had dared to stare at him for a very long time and he admired her courage. She still looked like a scared rabbit but he liked the attention all the same.
Thing was, she wasn't afraid. She should have been but she wasn't. That was his first clue that she was different.
The second happened when they were on the skiff. It was dark, Imam had fallen down and slept due to exhaustion, dehydration and trauma. She quieted the animal in him, and he liked that feeling. He liked knowing she had that power over him, even though he didn't want to admit it at the time.
"Hey, you fall asleep in there? Clock's ticking Jack." He said checking the clock on the wall.
She opened the door and the first thing he noticed was she smelled good, very good. His eyes moved upwards and saw new boots, a pair of black leather pants, and a turquoise top, and top was a very vague term for what she wore. It was the front of a top, resting just around her waist laying like petals on her skin. His eyes drifted upwards to see thin straps that held back her pert voluptuous breasts. Around her neck was a choker with the medallion around it like a collar.
"You like?" she asked and his eyes found a pair of lips graced with a tinge of color and those hazel eyes gazing into his. "Thought you might enjoy a little possessiveness."
She ran her hand around her neck and he liked it. It reminded him of a dog collar but it was made of black satin and the medallion lay in a loop at the hollow of her throat.
Nice Jack, very nice…
He only nodded. "Damn Jack." He said standing up and walking towards her.
"Good answer." She said giving him a 360. "Thought you'd approve."
When he got a look at her completely he sat on the arm of the couch adjusting himself and pulling her against him roughly. "Baby, we might not make it out of this room you keep that up."
"Promises, promises." She told him smiling seductively. No matter what happened between them she'd never get enough of his hands on her, or those silvery eyes staring at her.
He wore his contact lenses and the colors were incredible. The blue green set off the red and gold in her hair and she kept it back in a simple knot at the back. Her makeup was soft and sexy and he was doing his best to keep his animal side at bay. Playtime for the beast would come later.
"The new scent is very nice." He said inhaling her and nipping her ear. His hands moved along her smooth lower back and down over the soft calf skin leather. "So is this." He said cupping her and crushing her against him. "What do you wanna do now Jack?"
"Now that's a loaded question baby." She purred in his ear, playing with his neck. He groaned and she felt his arousal against her. "Man you look good enough to eat."
"So do you. Hungry?" he asked rubbing his thumb against her hardened nub.
"Might be. Whatcha got in mind Captain?"
"Dinner, a little dancing, and a whole lot more of this." He said pulling her astride him. She grabbed a hold of his forearms and leaned back giving him a very nice view of her. He ended up groaning as he felt her legs around him and watched her nipples get harder when he touched them. "Jack, we'd better get going or we're not leaving."
"If we have to." She sighed stepping off.
