A/N: I enjoy getting reviews! Yay for reviewers! So, last chapter was somewhat fluffy. Yeah, wasn't really going to happen, but you know the characters in my head just do what they want. The writer really has no control over them. Oh, and this was just the "extension" to chapter six, so I thought I just give it to you all at once. Have fun.

Chapter 7

Jack stretched out from under the blanket. She had not slept that heavily in a long time. She was surprised the blanket was still on her. Usually she would have it kicked under her or by her feet. Then she remembered last night.

Crap. She crashed back on the bed on her stomach and wrapped her arms around her head, hoping last night would go away. No. She really didn't want last night to go away, but she didn't want to face today. She didn't want to face Riddick.

But she had to, she knew. She turned over on her back and sat up. She placed her arms lazily on her bent knees and looked around. Obviously Riddick was up. The man didn't really sleep. Jack saw him by the control deck playing with the computer.

Jack knew he had heard her get up, but he didn't bother to move. Fine with me big boy. Jack went into the bathroom. She washed her face and brushed her teeth. She considered taking a shower, but her heart wasn't into it. She didn't care if she smelled, which she didn't really, and her hair was fine just the way it was. Small messy curls that tumbled over her shoulders. She put on a clean black tank top and dark grey cut off cargos that went down to her knee.

Jack stretched her neck as far to the side. The cracking noise was louder than she had expected. She walked out of the lavatory stretching her body and popping her knuckles.

Riddick was sitting at the edge of the bed. At least he wasn't naked. He had on a pair of cargos. The sheets and blanket had been nicely made. Nice to know he could do something useful. Jack hated being so pessimistic. She knew it would just be sex, and nothing more. That was all she had wanted. An uncontaminated surge of power and adrenaline that would keep her good for another six years and a new manly obsession. So why was she fretting about it. Just release yourself of your emotions. Be yourself. Not a clingy and consumed little school girl.

She told herself she wouldn't get too emotional about the situation unless Riddick said something about it. And it didn't look like he was going to say anything now.

"Morning," Jack smiled. She started to walk to the captain's seat when Riddick held her back.

"How is it you can be so happy? I mean, besides the great sex. You always have a smile on your face." Riddick's shiny silvery blue eyes regarded her in an interesting manner.

Great sex. Did he just say great sex? Well, well, well, Riddick. Jack sat beside him. He placed his hand on her thigh in a friendly manner.

"I don't know. I guess if I look at it all with a smile, I won't have to look at the world with a frown." Jack frowned at her words, knowing she probably made no sense. "Everything seems easier when you're in a good mood. Maybe that's why you've had such a hard time." Jack laughed. She couldn't stop laughing. "You should consider trying to smile. Or laughing. It doesn't hurt, I promise." Jack couldn't stop giggling. She tried to stop, but a picture of Riddick laughing kept popping up and she couldn't help herself.

Riddick told himself he wouldn't make a big deal about this situation, but he never thought sex would be that good. It was as if he were learning how to do it all over again with Jack. She made it less of a male's necessity and more of a fun activity that he could do again and again and not just because of his amazing stamina. However, he wasn't sure if he could last doing that only once. It may have just been an entertaining pursuit of wild and passionate sex, but Riddick was positive having sex with Jack was going to be essential to his hectic everyday lifestyle.

He didn't think this would last, but he was already growing hungry to be inside her again. The weirdest part was that it wasn't just a sexual attraction. When she slept in his arms, he felt something stronger.

He basically enjoyed her company. It wasn't that weird giddy love that would make him marry someone. It was the pleasure and amusement of her camaraderie. When for so long he was alone and hated others as company, he took pleasure in her companionship. Not only sexually and physically, but mentally. He was somewhat more calm when she was around. Last night was the first time in a long time that he had a full nights sleep without any dreams.

He knew no matter which choice he made, Jack would want to stay, but she made it clear that it was his choice, not hers, to make. If he chose to distance himself from her, he would never hear from her again. In the year that he thought she was dead (when, in actuality, it was Kyra) he had not once heard her name come up in reports. She was good. If she didn't want to be found, no one would find her. She would be a ghost.

If he wanted her to stay, however, she would. She would stick with him until the end. She wouldn't back out no matter what happened. She was loyal and he knew she would be fun company.

He hated making life changing decisions. His whole life had been easy decisions. Getting out of prison, running away, being a ghost, then (the newest one) getting into prison.

And then she laughed. At him. That almost made his decision. Only she could laugh at him like that. She never was afraid of him. She loved him. So had all the other women he had been with, but she had cared for him. That's more than anyone ever did for him.

She could not stop laughing. She was giggling like a little girl. And that took him over the edge of any barrier he thought up.

Jack felt Riddick move. She opened her eyes, sides hurting from laughing, and the next thing she knew he kissed her. It was soft. He never kissed her like that last night. His hand caressed her jaw. Jack placed both hands on the back of his head, but quickly moved away. "Riddick what are we doing?"

"Do you need an explanation?"

"No, I mean we can't do this. I can't do this." Jack sighed. This was all she wanted. To be closer to Riddick.

"Jack, I don't know what we're doing, but I have never felt so good."

"I have that effect on people." Jack joked while rolling her eyes.

The ends of Riddick's lips curled. "No, what I'm saying is I like being withyou. I want to be with you more."

Jack looked away. This wasn't Riddick talking. Solitary confinement Riddick who's been in jail more times than she knew.

Riddick wasn't one to give up. "You don't expect anything from me, but you care for me unconditionally. You've never left my side, when I did. You do what you have to do to get your way." Riddick brushed away an oncoming tear. "Is this what you want?" Riddick had to make sure.

Jack smiled, and Riddick wasn't sure he would be able to pry himself off of her if she said no. "I do what I have to to get my way?" She repeated. She pushed him over on his back. "Well, we'll have to test out this theory."

She straddled him and he smiled. "Baby, this ain't a theory. Whatever you want."

"Be careful for what you wish for." Jack kissed his chest and pressed her fingers all the way down his torso. Her hair fell around her and she lowered her kisses. Lowered those kisses to the lining of his cargos. She slipped his pants off and sat nicely on his eight pack.

He lifted her shirt off. She had never bothered with a bra this morning. He started to take her pants off when she stopped him. "I never leave without a weapon." She reached into her pockets and tossed two knives and a gun onto the floor. Riddick smiled as her cargos were peeled off.

Jack continued to kiss him lower and lower. She paused right at his waist line and then change the direction of her kisses towards his face. She could feel him growl in anticipation. But she wouldn't go lower. She kissed every inch of his body above his waistline.

Riddick grabbed her wrists, making Jack look up into his silver blue eyes. "Is this your idea of getting your way?" Riddick's tone lowered menacingly as he spoke.

Jack smirked. "Yes." She slid down, gliding on his lower body. She stretched her back, butt in the air.

"I don't like this theory at all." Riddick gave a commanding voice.

Jack used her hands like paws to crawl up his body like a wildcat. "Hey, now." Jack whispered on his bellybutton and kissed it. "You're in no position to tell me what to do."

"I'm going to put myself in that position if you don't hurry up." Riddick's voice was low and husky. That damn animal thing she was doing was definitely a turn on.

"You can tell me what to do when we're not in bed, but when you naked, Richard, you're mine." Jack smirked.

Riddick turned Jack over, not able to take it anymore. Jack tried to get away from his grip, but he didn't let up. "Not fair," Jack stuck her tongue out at him. Riddick used it as an invitation and kissed her there. He massaged her tongue and pulled away before she could say anything.

"You like payback?" Riddick cocked an eyebrow. Jack didn't smile with the face Riddick showed her. She shook her head quickly and it was Riddick's turn to smirk.

He stripped her of her underwear and lowered himself to her core. He licked the inside of her thighs and enjoyed the moans she let out. He couldn't wait any longer. He needed her now. Riddick slipped a finger inside her. She was more than ready. Always was. He rubbed her clit for an extra jolt and heard her groaned beneath him. He kissed her thighs and kept massaging Jack.

Riddick rode out the first and second orgasm.

Last night was a pure rush. Today, he would make her pay. He would go slow. He slid into her with ease and thrust his hips to hers.

He watched her smile fade into a loud gasp. Her fingers flexed grasping his arms. A few minutes later her breath caught and she started to breath in short increments. Her fingers curled around his flexed biceps and her toes curled .

He pumped into her again and Jack's knees pressed into Riddick's sides. Seconds later, she wrapped her legs around his back, pushing him in harder.

Riddick didn't let her power sway his erotic wrong doing. He didn't budge as she whispered his name. He continued his slow movements.

"Riddick... fast-ah," Jack groaned, not able to finish her command. Riddick smiled trying to remember every moment, every face, every gesture. He didn't want her to forget this one.

Riddick grazed her wet lips with small kisses. Jack bit his upper lip hard. Riddick retreated with a grin. "Hey," he murmured huskily.

"Get on... with... it." Jack growled through gritted teeth. Her frustrated face changed instantaneously when he plunged in again, but deeper this time. Jack arched her hips and stretched her body out, head pushing up her body. Her loud, pleased, moans gave him the answer to which parts she would remember the most.

Jack's hands moved from grabbing his arms to scratching his back, trying to hold on. Her nails dug deeper and deeper, just as Riddick was doing.

She felt her release coming on again. Jack needed something to hold onto. Riddick was close. So close.

She ceased the grazing of his skin with her nails and he knew that she was ready. Good. Because so was he. As he freed himself, the animal side and the human side, Jack nicked his skin where his collar bone and neck met. Riddick sighed and smiled. He would have to talk to her about biting next time.

Riddick almost dropped himself on top of Jack, but he narrowly missed, flopping to her side.

Jack sighed, not able to move. Every bone in her body felt like marshmallows. She had just enough energy to roll her body over to Riddick, but after that she was knocked out.

Riddick smiled at Jack's sleeping form. She easily slid into a fetus position, back against his chest.

"Hey Jack," Riddick murmured.

"Mmm?" Jack gave a small sound.

"You know I'm watching out for you." Riddick propped his head up on his elbow and fondled with her hair. He was not even thinking about sleeping after something as sweet as that.

"Mmm..." Jack gave an even small noise, if it were possible.

"So you can sleep oh, so peacefully." Riddick added sarcastically.

Jack gave him the same mumble.

"You are such a bitch." He whispered into her ear. Cue in her sigh. "I'm here telling you how I feel and you fall asleep."

Jack grumbled as if she had been roughly waken up at a disgusting hour of the morning. "Payback's a bitch, eh?" Jack whispered softly. She smiled and was out like a light.

"Yeah," Riddick sighed. He had moved to stroking her sides. "Payback is such a bitch."

It took Riddick a while to make sure Jack wouldn't wake up before he, too, fell in a deep slumber.

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There was a loud beeping from the control board. Jack grumbled and moved herself away from Riddick and into the pillow, blocking her ears. Riddick thought she looked so cute when she was aggravated.

Riddick leapt from the bed and checked the ship. The ship was telling him that they were running low on fuel. That bastard. Riddick slammed his fist on the hard metal. He thought of his second in command, Lord Vaako. That dick head was such a damn smart ass. He knew Riddick would take out the locator and decided to only give half the fuel so that Riddick would have to make a pit stop.

Riddick looked at the navigator. The closest pit stop was Malakarr. It was a huge station with lots of people. Good. More people meant that they would blend in much easier.

Vaako knew.

Riddick would have to be on extra guard at Malakarr. No way was he going to be shot down by Vaako himself. It would be an insult to his existence.

Jack placed a hand on his shoulder. Her twisted tendrils fell on his shoulder. He pulled at them, bringing her head closer in for a quick kiss.

"Who's pissed you off now?"

"We're going to have to make a pit stop." Riddick flicked the fuel gauge. Jack grumbled.

"Vaako?" Jack guessed.

"Yep." Good guess.

"That woman is such a bitch." Jack slumped into the co-pilots chair. She had put on a pair of gray sweats and a black bra.

Riddick turned to her, eyebrow cocked. "You think it was Dame Vaako?"

"Yeah, who'd you think it was?" Jack gazed at Riddick curiously.

"Lord Vaako," Riddick stated as if it were that simple.

"I guess we'll find out." Jack shrugged it off. "It's cool with me. I wouldn't mind having some real food to eat. Like some real juicy chicken marinated in Teriyaki sauce." Jack licked her lips.

Riddick smiled and pulled her to him. "Hungry?" She sat on his lap

"Could you tell?" Jack rolled her eyes. Riddick kissed her neck and wrapped his arms around her body. "Hey, not for that kind of food." Jack struggled, but Riddick kept her close. He kissed the back of her neck and around to her ears. Jack squirmed and smiled. "That tickles. Stop it. You... are... going to be the death of me with your god damn stamina." Jack slapped at his face.

"I know." Riddick chuckled.

"Wait a minute," Jack perked up. Riddick hushed to see what was up.

Jack looked serious. Her eyes widened and gaped into Riddick's "Was that a... laugh." Jack laughed as Riddick's tense body eased. "Richard!"

Riddick pushed her over onto the other seat and got up to ready himself for the landing. But Jack didn't stop. "Wow. That's a first." She wiped her eyes. "What are all the mercs going to say? And how about your prison mates. You're rep's going to go downhill from now on."

Riddick growled. "What does it take to make you shut up."

"Ah, you're never gonna shut me up, Richard, and now I'm here 24/7." Jack put her knees on the seat and rested her arms on the edge of the back of the captain's chair, staring at Riddick. "What did you get yourself into?"

Riddick smirked. "There are ways to shut you up." Jack's smile quickly changed and her eyes widened. She knew what was on his mind, but not wanting to know exactly what he was thinking. In two seconds flat, he was pulling her into a tight embrace and pressing his lips roughly onto hers.

She could barely push away for a breath, let alone get mad at him. "Riddick!" She squirmed against his powerfully built and graceful body. Jack wriggled and tried to twist away, but Riddick didn't budge. He gave her a million pecks on her neck, and when she tried to speak, he put her in a lip lock.

Jack gave up and kissed him full blast. Her hands roamed all around his chest and lower and lower. She grabbed his crown jewels and squeezed slightly, not really wanting to hurt him.

Riddick stopped midway through their making out. Jack pulled out. "Don't ever try to shut me up, or your babies are going to pay." She growled at him.

She let go and walked towards the bathroom. Riddick slapped her ass and smiled inwardly. It was worth it to see her get in that cute aggravated face.

- cue end of chapter.

I've read quite a few rid/jack fics. I wasn't surprised to see both extremes when it came to sex. There was the dick in, dick out, get on with our lives. And then the I-love-you-will-you-marry-me-and-have-my-kids... well, I didn't really like any of them (especially those when they got married) so I kind of made it more in between (because that's how I perceived it to be) The whole movie was very physical... and all about physical, emotional, and mental strength, so that's how I played the sex. Of course, some of it will just be plain sex, and some will be the cute fluff that I can't stand reading, but love to write. And most times, just in the middle. So bear with me here...

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