Summery: The long walk to the skiff, bonding over Johns bashing, and Johns showing his true colors. Some past history on Jack and oh yes, did I mention sex with Riddick? Yummy nummy pictures in the mind, no?
Chapter Two, True Colors
Fry's trip down the tunnel and explanation about the creatures was enough Riddick was freed agreeing to help them for his freedom. Seemed fair to her and the others agreed if he behaved they would play along when they got off the planet. She didn't trust Johns though or Paris she also was not too sure about Shazza either but the others she knew would keep their word. She smirked when Paris passed her up having listened to his whole exchange with Riddick behind her.
She glanced back at the man chosen to haul the supplies when something struck her that hadn't before. The fuckers hadn't given him a breather, and she sighed disgustedly and walked back towards him. He glanced up at her tilting his head as she slipped her breather off and offered it to him.
"Here it's still more then half full. Guess I shouldn't be so surprised they didn't give you one." She offered with a sigh.
"You sure? Won't be a walk in the park, Jack." He told her but he took it from her anyways.
"I'll live. Sides I'm not the one they're making carry fucking everything." She told him as he slid it over his shoulder.
"There a problem?" Johns said walking up to them she didn't bother hiding her eye roll from him.
"There wasn't." She said implying if there was one he was the problem.
"You keep in front of me. Go on, girl." Johns told her.
"First, so not your fucking girl. Name is Jack, ingrate. Second you do not order me around." She told him crossing her arms over her chest.
Johns narrowed his eyes at her sneering angrily before stalking back to the head of the group.
"You really enjoy pushing his buttons." Riddick commented a moment later as she walked beside him, just to make a point to Johns.
"Noticed?" She said smiling. "Don't like mercs, don't like druggies. Sides need some kinda entertainment on this fucking rock." She told him and he chuckled.
"Interesting choice of entertainment." He told her obviously amused himself. Jack felt like singing praise when the settlement came into sight feeling out of breath sore and tired.
Imam and his boys instantly went to work on the water situation while the others went to look at the skiff. She went to look around the settlement curious about what happened to the people here. It didn't seem right like everyone had just got up during their daily routine and vanished. People only vanished in the real world when they died, at least as far as she knew.
She smirked as she stumbled over the food preserver in the kitchen it was still running and the food inside was still good as far as she could tell. She got Shazza to see if she could get the oven and stove working, getting Imam's help with the cooking after they got the water going. They made stakes enough for the men and Shazza to have two along with some corn, fry's, and even a big can of beans they found that were still good.
"Foods perfect." Shazza comment.
"Yeah it's great, thanks Imam, Jack." Fry said smiling at them.
"I am afraid I must give most of the credit to the young lady mostly I just made a nuisance of myself." Imam explained.
"Nah, you helped out. If you weren't useful I wouldn't have thought twice about booting you out holy man." She teased him and after a moment to process her statement he inclined his head in thanks.
After dinner they all sat to talk about there situation and the plan, what to do next.
"All praises be Allah for his many blessing to us." Imam said as the water and some of Paris' fancy booze was poured for during the talk.
"Who were these people anyway, miners?" Paris asked Shazza as she looked over some of the equipment.
"I don't know. Looks like geologists. You know, an advanced team, moves around from rock to rock." Shazza explained.
"Nice of them to leave so much stuff here. Why'd they leave their ship?" Fry asked, and silence filled the air.
"It's not a ship, it's a skiff. And it's disposable, really." Johns replied.
"It's more like an emergency life raft, right?" Paris asked him.
"Yeah, they probably had a big drop ship take them off planet." Shazza replied. Jack shook her head smirking, did they think if they said it aloud enough they could convince themselves?
"These people didn't leave, come on. Whatever got Zeke got them. They're all dead." Riddick told them, slipping his goggles back on. "You don't really think they left with their cloths on the hocks, photo's on the shelves?" Riddick stated more then asked.
"Maybe they had weight limit's. You don't know." Shazza replied.
"I know you don't prep your emergency ship unless there's a fucking emergency." Riddick told her.
"He's fucking right." Jack told them sarcastically.
"Watch your mouth." Johns muttered at her making her roll her eyes, what was she twelve?
"Hey, she's just saying what we're all thinking." Fry told him before glancing at Riddick. "So, what happened? Where are they?" She asked him.
Riddick opened his mouth to answer just as Imam came storming inside the room looking anxious and worried.
"Has anyone seen the little one? Ali?" Imam asked them.
"Has anyone checked the coring room?" Riddick asked him. A moment later they heard his screams and everyone headed out the room towards them. Riddick turned out to be right on, the sounds were coming from the coring room Johns shooting the door open.
She and Riddick were hanging back as the others moved in ahead of them calling for the missing boy. Looking into the darkened coring room she had a bad feeling about the boy a moment before she Imam's cry. Dark winged creatures the size of large bats were suddenly flying around inside the room Johns aiming at them uselessly until they disappeared into a hole in the ground. The sight of the boy's boy made her stomach turn and she looked away having seen more then enough.
She watched silently with the others as Johns lit a flare and dropped it down the hole the creatures disappeared into. It lit up the grisly sight of scattered human bones picked clean looking like something out of a nightmare or horror movie.
"Other buildings weren't secure, so they ran here. Heaviest doors. Thought they'd be safe inside, but they forgot to lock the cellar." Riddick explained from below them kneeling over the edge of the hole. She followed Fry when she saw the look on her face Johns Riddick and Imam with them as Fry worked the model of the solar system.
"An eclipse." Fry stated when the suns were suddenly blocked out.
"Your not afraid of the dark are you?" Riddick asked.
It looked like Fry was on a mission to fix the ship a.s.a.p. and get gone yesterday when she left, Johns right behind her. Jack went back to the common room they had gathered and eaten in before snagging a glass of Paris' booze and downing it. The situation was going to be getting much worse and she shook her head sighing with her luck the folks that died in the crash would be the lucky ones. Feeling tired and slightly buzzed she found herself a bed and after stripping it and getting as much of the dust off as she could beat out of it she plopped the mattress back on the box spring and crawled on it to nap.
It was the sound of the door creaking open that woke her and she sat up rolling off the bed at the sight of Johns. She was about to ask him what he wanted when the fucker was suddenly rushed her knocking her back onto the bed pinning her down with his larger body. She opened her mouth to scream when she felt his hard on as he humped her his grubby hand covering her mouth to cut off her cries. She bit him hard and kneed him in the crotch and he gasped doubling over in pain on the floor.
She got up to stand over him in rage knowing exactly what he had been trying to do to her.
"You fucking worthless bag of shit!" She growled kicking him again and again. Suddenly strong hands were pulling her off him and she growled angrily as she was pulled away. "Let go of me!" She growled.
"Keep that up Jack and he won't be getting back up." Riddick told her.
She looked down at the man curled up on him self on the floor and sighed relaxing in Riddick's arms, so he let her go. She took a step towards Johns and the ground and felt Riddick following close behind her as she kneeled making Johns look up at her.
"Remember this, next time you get cock-hard for me Johns." She told him. She grabbed her bag and left the room Riddick right behind her stopping she opened her bag dropping it to the ground to kneel down as she dug into it. She glanced up at Riddick as he came to stand next to her looking back in the bag until she found her knife sliding it into the side of her boot. Next time Johns went after her she was going to cut him she should have kept the damn thing on her already but she'd gotten lax.
"Nice knife." Riddick told her and she smiled looking up at him.
"My father gave it too me on my fifteenth birthday. Said I finally knew how to use it." She told him proudly.
"Interesting." He replied.
She went back to the kitchen after talking with Fry and deciding it was time for lunch or something. She had eyed the makings for some sandwiches in the preserver and began getting it together. First thought she put together a 'dessert' for the gang who could use some comfort food. She'd found some peaches and put together a peach cobbler, popping it in the oven.
She also made a quick soup Shazza helping her set the table as Imam gathered the others for food. Everyone was seated when she came out of the kitchen after straightening up pleased when she noted the chair next to Riddick was empty. Imam prayed while the others waited politely to eat until they had finished. Everyone dug in mentioning how good it was between mouthfuls she was just pleased everyone was happy when they all had such different pallets.
The only one who she hadn't been worried about was Riddick after slam she was sure anything tasted good to him. So long as it did the job he was probably happy and there was something nice about being easy to please. Fry brought up using her rations that they hadn't needed to get into for the skiff as they were all military stile MRE's. The skiff had a nice water-recycling unit that also regenerated water so that wasn't going to be a problem thankfully.
The others went to their respective tasks after eating, Jack cleaning up the leftovers and dishes. After taking care of everything she went for a little walk with a bottle of water her bag over her shoulder. No one needed her for anything so she felt like walking off her food and dissert. She was just walking by one of the doors when it opened suddenly and strong arms dragged her inside kicking the doors closed behind them.
She dropped her water bottle struggling thinking Johns was making another play for her. Suddenly she felt him pressing his nose into the top of her head and breathing in deeply smelling her. She stilled realizing the person holding her was too damn big to be Johns, which only left one person and she relaxed at the realization.
"Riddick!" She hissed. "You fucking prick! I thought you were that shit Johns come back for another try!" She said angrily making him laugh.
"Definitely not, Johns. I don't think he'll risk another go with you Jackie girl. Even if he doesn't know about the present for him in your boot." He teased her letting her go and she turned looking up at him smirking.
"Just what the fuck was that for, shit's and giggles?" She teased right back.
"Sounds good to me." Riddick rumbled back looking down at her.
"Somehow I just can't picture you giggling." She offered with a smile.
She breathed in deeply to calm herself when he brought his hand up to her cheek stilling as his sent filled her nose. Greece and a musky masculine sent with his sweat licking her suddenly dry lips her heart pounding in her chest.
"You look just good enough to eat." Riddick told her voice sounding even deeper and huskier then before.
"Ha." She laughed her own voice low and husky. "Look who's talking." His lips were silky smooth against hers and firm her mouth opening almost instinctively under his. His tongue moving in to explore her mouth teasing her tongue into a dance and she moaned into the kiss.
An arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her up against him and trailing down to grab her ass pulling her against him. She moaned again at the sensation of his erection pressed between them with only a few layers of cloth to separate them her sex getting wet and hot. She heard the click of the door locking behind him as they separated for air chuckling as she turned to take in the room. Just as she thought, a bed looked like a double and fairly clean also a different room from the ones Johns had attacked her in…considerate.
"Now gee, just what could you have in mind Riddick, hum?" She asked him teasingly moving to sit on the bed Riddick pulling off his goggles after she pointed the slats up the shafts of light up on the ceiling shrouding the room in semi-darkness.
Bending she started to undo her boots as Riddick walked over to join her undoing his own boots. She let her boots clomp to the floor knife still tucked inside with her socks glancing over as Riddick finished stripping off his. Standing facing him she stripped not bothering to tease him she figured it might have been a while. Then she moved forward stripping his shirt off and helping him out of his pants his erection springing free proudly.
He was large for her and she knew it was going to be a tight fit and she smirked at the thought. Dropping to her knees before him and swallowing him whole, making him growl in pleased surprise. His hands held her still for a moment as she worked her throat on him making sure she coated him liberally as he pulled her off.
He pinned her to the bed and she spread her legs wide for him as he slid slowly inside of her. She hissed at the slight pain it had been a while for her and he was rather large for her size. He stilled once he slid home completely inside of her and she wrapped her legs around him loosely trying to relax herself under him. Riddick mean while was kissing and licking, nibbling and biting her neck and shoulders sucking hard enough on several spots to leave hickies.
"So fucking tight." Riddick breathed into her ear.
Soon he began to move inside of her thrusting in and out of her slowly gently, teasingly. Her hands trailed over his head and then down his back. She waited until he had nearly pulled out of her before reached down grabbing his ass and pulling him forward into her harder and faster then before. He growled stilling over her and pulling her arms up to pin them in one of his larger hands. "Riddick!" She begged tugging on them. "Fuck me harder, damn it!"
He chuckled the sound low and enticing eyes amused as they shined down at her before he lowered his mouth to her breasts and bit down on the meat of her left breast hard. She writhed under him the pain shooting down to her crotch and it tightened around him. She moaned at the sensation surprised at the sight of blood on his lips when he raised his head to her and they shared another kiss. Metallic copperish but they didn't have any peppermint shnops to cut it with like he'd suggested to, Fry.
Somewhere in the back of her mind she wondered why this was such a turn on, sure she knew all about BDSM but she'd never done anything like that before. Little spanking little bondage that was the extent of her experience, but this drawing blood and being marked? It was new to her and surprisingly very, very arousing. It was not just the fact that he had marked her that surprised her but that he'd wanted her marked by him.
He pulled back out of her and slammed back in hard and fast making her mewl in pleasure only to have him still.
"Like that?" He asked her teasingly.
"Yes! Like that Riddick, please!" She begged him.
"Say it again." He ordered her and her mind went to the first thing she could think of somehow knowing it was exactly what he wanted.
"Fuck me Riddick, please." She implored him voice low and pleading. He chuckled again before pressing his lips to hers the kiss harder then before more savage. He devoured her mouth with his tongue as she laid pinned open beneath him.
He finally started moving again hips thrusting into her hard and fast just like she wanted. Each thrust sending starbursts of pleasure threw her as he hit her g-spot while she moaned and writhed under him. He lifted one of her legs over his shoulder, which had her letting out loud gasping moans with each new thrust Riddick slipping farther inside of her. He began to pick up pace as they neared their climaxes strength and sped of his thrusts picking up till he sent her over the edge the contractions of her sex milking him dry with a low groan.
Riddick dropped beside her on the bed after laying still over her for a bit, pulling her against him in his arms. She sighed happily feeling comfortable and safe for the first time since she crashed on the planet.
"Well, you can yank me into rooms whenever you feel the urge." She offered him with a smirk making him chuckle.
"Mm, doubt we'll have another chance before we leave." Riddick told her.
"Yeah? Too bad that skiffs so small and doesn't offer any privacy." She complained.
"Wouldn't be a problem if it was just the two of us." Riddick told her and she sat up pulling away to look down at him, brow furrowed.
"Considering who I'm talking to, I'm going to assume that wasn't a bad joke." She told him in a tight annoyed voice. "And while I might hate Johns and find Paris to be pathetic and an annoying pain in the ass I couldn't ever just leave them here." She told him.
"I don't truly know what's going to happen with the lights go out Jack, but I do know once the dying starts? This little psycho fuck family of ours is going to tear itself apart." Riddick told her and she sighed.
"Yeah, people suck like that. I want to live Riddick, and I want to get the fuck off this rock. But I can't be the type of person who would leave anyone behind." She told him throwing her legs over the side off the bed and turning her back on him intent to find her cloths
She stilled when she felt him sitting up behind her jumping slightly when she felt his fingers on her lower back. Strong fingers tracing a long thick scar running down her back, just left of her spine. It bisected the layered whip scars she had under it slightly older then the one he was currently touching.
"You've got some serious scars back here, Jack." Riddick told her and she laughed a hollow empty sound.
"Yeah, they sure fucking felt that way when I got them." She told him.
"Who?" He asked her in a tight angry sounding voice and she shook her head.
"Doesn't matter." She told him.
"Yes, it does." He refuted in a gravelly voice.
"Why? So you can hunt them down and kill them if you ever get off this rock? Too late, Riddick, far, far too late." She told him moving to sit up only to have Riddick wrap one of his massive strong arms around her and pull her back against him. "Riddick." She complained with deep sigh.
"Aren't you going to beg me not to leave you behind now?" He asked her gruffly and she stiffened in his arms her mind spinning.
"You son of a bitch!" She said angrily spinning in his arms barely able to see his face in the light leaking threw the slats in the windows. "You think I fucked you in hopes it would keep you from leaving me behind on this fucking rock? I'm not a fucking whore Riddick, not even for you! I got that shit on my back because I refused to be one! So no, I'm not going to beg you not to leave me now. As if that would ever fucking persuade you if you were already planning to!" She yelled heatedly trying to move away.
Big strong hands grabbed her wrists in a bruising grip as she tried to pull herself free uselessly. He started dragging her closer to him and she fought more violently against his hold on her. "Let me the fuck go, damn it!" She said heatedly. Suddenly she was pinned under him wrists pinned above his head in his hands as she tried to fight under him. She stilled instantly when she realized his erection was pressing against her a sick feeling in her stomach.
The world threatened to twist and send her spiraling into her painful past pinned naked under his immovable and equally naked aroused frame. She was far from turned on she was teetering on the edge of a full blow panic attack as she squeezed her eyes shut. It didn't help her pictures from her past rearing up and her eyes shot open again settling on the shafts of light leaking in on the ceiling. She was aware of their panting breaths, his steady pants obviously from arousal, her shaky quick pants from a near panic.
"Should be careful what kind of games you play and who you play them with, Jack." Riddick told her in a voice pitched lower then usual.
"Not fucking playing, Riddick. Let me up, damn it. Let me go." She said in a pleading voice.
"I don't know I kind of like you here." He told her and she swallowed at the hungry sound in his voice.
"Don't. Please, stop. Please, don't hurt me." She begged him not adding that he was hurting her and her wrists were probably bruised.
He stilled over her shined eyes taking her in seeming to try and make eye contact with her but she refused. She just kept staring up at the shafts of light, trying to stay in the here and now hoping things weren't about to get worse. He back letting her hands go and for a moment it was like she was still pinned under him and couldn't move.
"Lower your hands, Jack." Riddick told her softly and she did lowering them to her sides. "Look at me Jack." Riddick ordered and she looked down staring at his chest so she didn't have to look in his eyes or, any lower.
She rubbed at her sore raw wrists bright red angry Riddick prints already appearing in her flesh. Riddick reached out to cup her cheek in his hand and she flinched instinctively making him sigh and drop his hand.
"I didn't mean to hurt you, Jack. Or scare you." Riddick told her in a contrite voice. Pulling in a shaky breath she looked back up at his shining eyes looking so sad as they watched her hands rubbing her wrists. She stilled them instantly only to have him reach out and take each in his hands and start rubbing them gently.
"It's okay." She told him softly and he sighed shaking his head and looking down at her.
"No, it isn't. And if you think it is, then it's no wonder you have scars like that on your back." He told her and she frowned pulling her hands from his and he sighed again. "Shit. I'm sorry. I didn't mean that, I don't know why I said it." Riddick told her.
"He told me to call him father. Fucker thought he had earned that title even though he snuck in my room at night. Tried to make me do things to him. Tried to make me let him do things to me. When I wouldn't let him, well you saw what he did to my back." She told him. "The memories were just a little too close too the surface when you started touching the scars. Most guys don't even like to look at them let alone touch them."
"Fucking morons all of them." Riddick told her. "Your beautiful, scars or no scars. More importantly you're a beautiful person Jack." He told her making her blush and lower her eyes.
"You're the only man to make me feel that way, Riddick." She told him in a small voice. "It's just so much easier to believe all the bad crap, you know?"
"Well, I guess I'll just have to spend all our time trying to convince you." Riddick assured her and she glanced over at him in surprise. It was almost as if he'd said he wouldn't leave her behind on the planet. "I won't leave you behind, Jack. I prom-" She cut him off covering his mouth with her hand.
"Don't. I won't do that to you, Riddick. Ask you to change that part of yourself that has helped you survive for so long. I accepted you as who you were from the first moment. So don't promise me anything because that's not what I want from you. I want to be with you as long as I can Riddick, and that's enough." She assured him taking one of his hands in hers and kissing the inside of it before pressing her cheek into it.
Riddick sighed deeply thumb soothing her cheek as he leaned in eyes burning into hers before he kissed her. It was a deep burning kiss that seemed to consume her completely full of teeth and tongue. They were both breathing hard when he pulled away resting his head on her shoulder and she realized he was still hard against her. He had softened some during everything but started stirring again during their kiss. "Quite the recovery time." She joked softly hands rubbing up and down the skin of his back.
"It's alright. I understand if you're not in the mood, after earlier." He assured her and she sighed.
"Small skiff, remember?" She teased.
She brought her hand around dragging it down his chest between his pecks over his stomach and hips. She took him in a sure hand milking his length to full hardness making him growl against her shoulder. She rubbed him up and down against her slick folds teasing the both of them relentlessly. He waited patiently for her to guide him inside her body the both of them sighing in appreciation when he filled her completely.
There hands ate up each other's bodies hungrily as Riddick began thrusting into her. Everything seemed to be slower to her this time, gentler. His hands caressing her lips paying homage to every bit of flesh in reach. Her moans getting longer and louder as his began to increase the speed and strength of his thrusts until they both orgasmed nearly as one. After Riddick pulled her back against him holding her tightly with one arm while the other stroked and petted her skin as if he couldn't get enough.