Revelation

Rated R for violence, language, and adult situations.

I do not own Riddick or Jack. I do not make any money off of this.

Feedback needed. Sorry it took awhile I have been on vacation.

Jack listened to her own breathing. The ship her and Riddick took of in was pleasantly spacious inside. It had the most expensive upgrades she had ever seen, and the fake gravity meant that she wouldn't have to go into cryo sleep, which to her was a blessing. It had three bedroom inside which was also a wonderful commodity. She had chosen the "blue room" it was done in all blue and had an old Earth décor bed made of goose down feathers. She couldn't even remember the last time she had seen a goose. The windows had valances which made her laugh.

"Who in the hell would see curtains in space?" She asked herself laughing all over again.

The kitchen was just as beautifully decorated in green and white and had the best space appliances one could buy. Since she'd been living off of what she could find or cook, the kitchen appliances were a marvel. She couldn't wait to try out all the different kinds of food. She walked around what she figured was the living room and pulled open some of the bookcases. There were mostly romance books, and she opened one immediately turning red at the contexts.

"Wow guess these are X rated romance novels."

"Enjoy those kinds?" Riddick grated out behind her.

She turned around and blushed even more. Her and Riddick hadn't really been talking to each other since the liftoff ,and her uneasiness about the kiss they shared increased with ever passing day.

Riddick tilted his head lightly smelling the air. Popping his neck. She watched as he lightly licked his bottom lip. Transfixed by how sexual he could be with one motion. Wondering how that tongue would feel on her body.

"Jack?"

Jack snapped out of her little fantasy and looked up at the man in front of her.

"You know Ram turned me in right?"

A shocked emotion ran over her face as she remembered his coming to her house, seeing Riddick.

"Riddick I'm so sorry, its all my fault, I didn't think he knew where I lived." Jack stammered feeling extremely bad that she had a part in almost sending Riddick back to a Slam.

Riddick licked his lip again, cocking his head taking her all in. He hadn't missed the way she watched his tongue rake over his lip or the way she spaced out and got all red.

"I guess you'll just have to make it up to me." Riddick growled low in his throat.

Jack watched the Riddick in front of her and realized this was not the same man she had lived with for years. This was the animal Riddick that people talked about. She immediately backed up against the wall.

"I don't have anything to give you Riddick." She laughed lightly trying to change the subject.

"I'm sure we could think of something."

Jack began to frantically think what Riddick could want, he couldn't be that mad that he'd want her to get out. Could he? She knew that his freedom, his survival was everything. And she knew even he wouldn't think twice of dumping her should she break the rules. Why is he coming closer and looking at me like that?

"Riddick damn man I'm sorry I didn't know what's wrong with you?"

Riddick loved this game. She had to know what he wanted. She after all wasn't a virgin, and she'd kissed him. If she wanted to act all innocent he sure as hell could appreciate it. He'd spent to much time above whores. Innocence was a turn on after that.

"What's wrong with me?" He answered her with a question "I'm hungry."

Jack had pushed herself as far into the wall as she could go.

"I'll make you something to eat then Riddick but you got to uh move first okay?" She was talking to him like a negotiator and for a second Riddick almost thought she might actually be scared.

He tore off his goggles and looked at her directly in her eyes.

"What if I want to just eat you?"

All Jack could see was his intense glare and serious eyes, Not knowing really what he wanted or why he was staring at her so intense she ducked under his arm and ran.

Riddick laughed. So she wanted to play. He loved to hunt and she didn't know how fun she was making it for him.

"Oh Jack." He called eerily "Ready or not here I come."