Chapter XIV: The Capture and Pillage of Jack

Note: If you review, please tell me if you got the undertones of the chapter title. I mean, hey, I would like to captured and pillaged by Riddick. Well damn, that just gave it away, huh?

Sorry about the shortness.

Onto the story!

Riddick's senses were on full alert when he felt Jack stir and he watched her facial expression for any fear or disgust when she realized where she was. To his surprise, he only found a gentle, loving look filled with affection.

"Hey." Her sleepy voice managed, as she turned to face him and snuggled closer to him.

"Good to see you're finally awake." He replied, his hand now free to play with her hair. So as not to hurt Jack, he carefully carded his hands through her long hair, unbraiding the dark chocolate curtain of silk.

He swallowed hard at Jack's subconscious moan as she felt him toying with her hair. When it was all finally free, Riddick wrapped it around his hand, anchoring Jack to him.

Jack lifted her head and nuzzled his neck, feeling comforted by the deep growl that erupted from Riddick at the gesture.

"Riddick?" She asked, seeing how small her hand was in comparison to the chest it rested on.

"What is it, Jack?" He looked down at her, unable to mask the concern in his eyes or voice.

"Are you going to stay this time?" She asked, her voice becoming small and quiet. When he didn't immediately reply, she closed her eyes tightly, trying to block the tears.

Not missing this, he sat up and brought her up with him, pulling her arms down so she wouldn't hide her fact. But she still ducked her head, causing stray strands of hair to fall in front of face.

Sitting back, he felt immediately guilty for what he had done. He wasn't entirely sure what was going to happen, and every time he tried to classify his feelings for Jack he got a severe headache. Holding in a sigh, he moved forward and reached to take one of Jack's hands when she slapped it away. Snapping her head up, the tears came from eyes filled with fury.

"Was this whole act just something to let me down easy!" She yelled, backing towards the edge of the bed. "You left me once, so you figured you could do it again, right? Isn't that right? So this is how it's going to be? You check in on me every five years or so!" She was hysterical by the end and her body jerked with sobs as she fell to the floor.

Completely taken by surprise, Riddick didn't have time to pull Jack back before she fell and when she hit the floor she began to cry even harder. Moving off the bed, he stood looking down at Jack who had begun to whimper.

Growling he roughly lifted her and tossed her onto the bed, instantly climbing over her and staring her down. He wasn't going to handle this sort of emotion. Especially not from Jack.

"Jack." He commanded, hearing her sobs subside almost immediately at his order. Small whimpers were emitted from her throat as she wiped away the tears from her face.

Looking to the side, she was met with Riddick's wrist and she found that his hands were pinned to either side of her head, preventing escape.

"Look at me." This time he almost seemed to ask and she breathed deeply before she could find the nerve to look him straight in the eye.

When she did she wasn't surprised to find a hard coldness there, waiting to command Jack to calm down because if she didn't, he might never come back.

"Jack, listen to me. I left because you needed all this. You needed to become part of a community, have friends, be able to live life. I was going to leave when I made sure you were alright…but I've found my reason to stay Jack." He ended, hoping he would be accepted.

Jack looked away through the window that was background to Riddick's beautifully sculpted and tanned hand. When she spoke, she tried to sound deadened and sad, but her hope shimmered beneath the surface.

"What's that reason?"

"You." Was all he said as Jack faced him again, this time completely taken by surprise. Before she could even respond, she felt complete bliss as his lips covered her own.

Gently tasting her, Riddick nibbled on her lower lip, relieved that she hadn't pulled away, but instead was eagerly responding.

Jack's competitive nature shined when she battled Riddick's tongue in dominance of the passionate kiss. Knowing Riddick was more talented and experienced, she willingly gave in.

His hands slid down her body and began to slowly lift her shirt, exposing her well-toned stomach. Growling at the sight, he abandoned Jack's lips to explore his new territory.

Whining, Jack tweaked his ear, making his head snap up and Jack began to laugh, finding Riddick looking so annoyed. Giving up on mapping out his Jack for later, he returned to her mouth, which she believed needed much attention.