Kelly stood staring at the potato chips without really seeing them as she ran her finger over the jagged scar that ran across the front of her throat. She didn't know what was wrong with her. She was a mean, sadistic bitch, but she was acting normal. It was like every time Riddick looked at her all the acid left her veins and she couldn't help but act nice. It was starting to bug her.
"Hey baby," came a smooth voice accompanied by two strong arms slipping around her waist. She growled softly and turned in the man's arms to find herself looking at a blonde hunk with pretty blue eyes. She smiled at him and put her hands on his shoulders.
"Hey Ryan," she said as she dug her nails into his shoulders causing his knees to buckle, "What's the rules?" she purred.
"I cant look or touch," he grunted releasing her, "Sorry you're just so damn tasty I cant help it." Kelly rolled her eyes and let go of his shoulders. He grinned at her and stepped forward so his chest was pressed against hers.
"Shopping for me?" he asked. Kelly raised her eyebrows at his question and he laughed softly, "So you can make me dinner. Or will you be the main course?" he purred as his hands skimmed her sides.
"In your dreams," she told him catching his hand and twisting.
"Every night. So where you gonna kill me too if I tried to win in the last race?" he asked staring down at her hungrily.
"Yeah, money man. The creed is greed," she replied stepping back slightly.
"I got lots of money babe. I keep telling you come with me and I'll take good care of you," he told her, "Your every whim would be my command. I'd satisfy any want or need you could every have." Kelly rolled her eyes and wondered how many times he was gonna pitch this.
"I can take care of my own wants and needs. Better than any man could," she said. Ryan stepped forward and a sly smile crept onto his lips.
"You obviously have never had a real man. How about I show you exactly how well I could satisfy you?" he purred as he reach out and gently started tracing her jaw line. She glared at him for a minute before a small smile crept onto her lips.
"Where's the real man?" came a bone chilling voice behind Ryan causing him to turn around and jump. Riddick was standing behind the man looking like he was ready to kill him. Kelly didn't get why he looked so pissed but right now she didn't care. Ryan stood staring at Riddick who took two slow steps forward and grabbed Kelly's arm causing her eyes to widen. He pulled her over to his side and glared at Ryan who seemed mesmerized by the convict in front of him.
"Holy shit is that who I think it is?" he asked not taking his eyes off Riddick.
"Henry Goodson? Yeah, this is him," Kelly said quickly.
"No, fucking way that is Rich..," he began but Kelly darted forward and clamped her hand over his mouth.
"That's Henry Goodson just like I'm Mary Davis," she hissed, "Right?" Ryan stared at her with wide eyes and nodded as she backed off.
"Nice to meet you Henry," Ryan said looking at Riddick. Kelly smile in approval and kissed his cheek. Riddick watched in growing fury as the blonde idiot took the opportunity to turn his head and catch her lips with his. Kelly pulled away almost instantly and smacked him hard enough to send him sprawling before stomping on his ribs a few time.
"Bad Ryan," she snarled as she kicked him in the throat, "Next race I'm driving you into a wall!"
"It was worth it," he rasped, only to be rewarded by a hard kick in the ribs…only this time it was from Riddick.
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Riddick sat on Kelly's couch glaring at the Vid-screen. Who the hell did that guy think he was? And why the hell was he so pissed about it? He knew he wanted Kelly, but that wasn't an excuse. Lust didn't make him act like that, he'd dealt with lust often enough to know. He didn't get it but before he was forced to start examining the reasons behind his actions Kelly dropped onto the sofa beside him.
"Gimme the remote," she commanded, "I've seen this one." Riddick stared at her and a sly smile crept onto his face.
"I haven't. I wanna watch it," he told her even though he had no clue what was going on. Kelly slowly turned her head and raised her eyebrows.
"Want me to hurt you? You might be pretty much healed but I can still make that one on your stomach hurt," she informed him. He laughed and shrugged.
"I can take anything you can dish out," he replied smugly. She glared at him for a long second before launching forward to grab the remote. Riddick quickly switched it to his other hand and managed to keep it away from Kelly causing her to crawl all over him. To say he was enjoying himself was a bit of an under statement. He laughed loudly as he trapped one of her thighs between his and shoved the remote behind his back.
"That all you got?" he purred causing her to scowl and glare at him again.
"Give it to me damn it," she snapped.
"What's in it for me?" he asked with a sly smile, "I can keep this up all night."
"What's in it for you? I save your ass, and now you're trying to get me to bribe you for my remote?" she asked raising her eyebrows, "Is that what's going on?"
"Yes."
"Okay, just wanted to make sure I had it right. Now gimme my remote," she commanded as she lunged forward crush her breasts against him in an effort to get the remote but Riddick wasn't having that. He locked his arms around her waist effectively trapping her completely.
"Oh now what?" he challenged. She smirked as she lunged forward and gently bit down on just the right spot on his neck causing him to gasp and freeze. He felt her hand snake around his back and grabbed the remote. Riddick didn't even care as the bitch leapt backwards, pulling out of his grip effortlessly. She rolled off him and began carelessly flipping through the channels, as though she hadn't just bit the turn on spot on his neck.
"Oh, you'll pay for that," he growled before throwing himself over her lap grabbing for the remote. She yelped and quickly held the remote out of his grasp while her other hand was pressed against his chest.
"I already won," she said as he grabbed at her in an effort to get the remote. In truth he didn't give a damn about the remote, but he was having the time of his life trying to get it. Kelly laughed as she continued to play keep away with the control. Finally when Riddick had reared back to lunge at her again she shoved it in-between her breasts and a smug smile graced her lips.
"Come on big guy, go ahead and try for it. You can have it…if you can get it and your hand back," she said with a sly smile. Riddick just stared at her, it was a tempting offer, but he suddenly needed a really, really cold shower.
"I'm going to bed, keep the damn remote," he growled as he stood up and stomped off towards his room. He heard Kelly laugh triumphantly behind him but didn't look back, if he did he'd probably rush her again, but it wouldn't be for the remote.
Several hours later Riddick threw his covers back and decided to take that shower. He'd tried like hell to just lay down and go to sleep, but every time he closed his eyes he felt Kelly nip his neck again and suddenly he was wide awake again along with other parts of his body.
He was so consumed in cursing Kelly to the bowls of hell for getting him all riled up for no reason that he threw open the bathroom door without knocking. He looked up and damn near choked on his tongue. Kelly was standing behind the clear glass door naked as a jaybird. He felt his eyes widen to the point that they were practically popping out, and what Kelly did didn't help at all.
Instead of letting out a scream and trying to cover herself, or throwing something at his head while snatching the towel off the rack, or even snarling about shanking him while turning away like a normal person would have, she merely put on a killer smile that he wouldn't have dreamed she'd owned and put her hands on her hips.
"See anything you like?" she asked causing him to make a weird strangling sound and close the door quickly. Once again as Riddick ran to the haven of his room he heard Kelly laughing loudly behind him. Damn hot demon woman, she was gonna give him a heart attack one of these days if she kept up like that.