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Riddick laid Jo down and crawled on top of her and started suckling on the sensitive skin where her neck and shoulder met. She gave a contented sigh and tried to push him away since his breath was tickling her skin.

"Riddick, please it tickles" She pushed a little harder, but with each little giggle she gave off he just tried harder. His hands slid up and he squeezed the soft skin at her hips. She started bucking against him trying to free herself from his torturous hands. "No Riddick… ahhh… cut it out" She brought her hands up and accidentally hit him in the eye. He lifted up and put his hand to his eye in mock hurt. Jo wasn't fooled he was a cold-blooded killer and a little smack to the face wasn't going to phase him. "Oh no don't even play that with me. It's a dirty trick and a bad one at that." He smiled back at her; it was a gesture she had missed since their years as kids, when he was Richard that boy who kept running away from the orphanage. Riddick pulled her hand to his mouth and kissed her knuckles. He moved down her arm and back to her throat.

"I've missed you" He whispered it so low she hesitated before she said anything letting her brain register if she'd heard right.

"Same here"

"You shouldn't be a stripper" He looked at her now and his silver eyes pierced her to the soul and for a moment she actually considered giving up her job, but she sighed on this planet jobs were scarce and the pay wasn't worth the job. She managed to do alright with what she got from the club.

"Do you have an alternative?"

"No" He laid his head on her breast, and let his hand glide tenderly across her stomach.

"Riddick, I don't… give out favors…" She could see him tense up then relax on a sigh. "I'm purely a dancer. I just thought you might want to know that" Jo felt stupid for explaining herself to this man. He was going to leave her in a few hours anyway, why was she worrying. But it made her feel better to know that he knew. She laid her head back on her pillow and enjoyed the way Riddick's fingers danced across her skin, circling her belly button then running his knuckles along the underside of her breasts. She felt his head lift off her chest, as she looked down she was met again with those eyes, she nearly melted beneath them. Riddick pulled himself up to her mouth and kissed her. It was passionate, but not hurried. He slid his tongue along her lower lip; they parted with a sigh and let his tongue explore her mouth. His hand slid down her abdomen and he laid his hand flat right above her slit. He slid one finger down and into her already slippery folds. Jo arched her back up into his hand; he pushed in and out sliding in another finger to bring her closer to release. She bit at his lips and grabbed his biceps as her hips met with each thrust of his fingers. Riddick slid his lips away from her mouth and traced a slow path around her navel. He pulled his fingers out; Jo groaned at the loss of contact but Riddick made up for it has he pulled her legs over his shoulders and exhaled across her aching center. He slid his tongue across the insides of her thighs and then licked up and down the soft folds of her woman hood. He suckled at her clitoris and then probed his tongue inside of her, he reinserted his fingers pumping them in and out as his tongue continued to swirl around her nub. Jo scraped her nails over his shaved head needing something to clutch onto, she dug her toes into the sheets and clenched her teeth together to try and stop the wimpers and moans that were escaping. "Oh god Riddick, yes, there."

Riddick couldn't take it anymore, the way she was moving and the moans that were coming out of her mouth were threatening to send him over the edge. He pulled himself fully on top of her then settled his weight in between her thighs; he gave her one fierce kiss before driving fully into her. Jo bit down on his bottom lip and wrapped her legs around his hips pulling him in deeper. He moaned when he felt her begin to move. He thrust madly against her needing to feel her clench down on him; he kissed at her neck and then bit down hard, breaking the skin and drawing blood. It sent Jo over the edge she dug her nails into his buttocks and let out a yell as she tumbled over the edge. Riddick fell just after her snapping his hips into her then going still. When they regained feeling in their limbs he rolled to the side and fell asleep next to her, but not with her, never with her.

They slept for a bit but dawn was approaching so Jo gave Riddick a few credit chips and let him sneak back down her fire escape before waving goodbye as his dark figure blended in with the shadows. She let out a sigh and went back to her bed; she lay down and had a restful sleep.

Several weeks later Jo was in her dressing room at work. It had been a terrible night at the club; a group of what she guessed to be mercs were making a huge mess of the place. She had finally finished her dance and gone backstage, she was sitting down with her leg stuck straight up rubbing some muscle relaxer on her calf when her friend Missy walked up to her and sat on her counter in front of her mirror.

"So fun night tonight" Missy nudged Jo's foot with her shoulder.

"Oh yeah a fucking party what with those damned mercs breaking shit everywhere" She scoffed while rolling her eyes.

"Yeah they were a bit rowdy, but their boss is nice. He invited me to go home with him, and he's not bad-looking either"

"I wouldn't do it; mercs are pigs and you can't trust them"

"Oh cmon… this guy seemed ok"

"Yeah right. What's his name?"

"William J. Johns"

"Sounds like a pussy"

Jo stood up and put the relaxer back in her locker, picked up her cred chips and headed to the door. She gave Missy a peck on the cheek, before she left. "Hey I'm gonna have my phone on, I want you to call me if anything happens. If you need to run you know where the safe houses are, run to Pacho or Diva. They'll help you until I get there."

"Yes mommy I'll be good"

"If all goes well come by my flat in the morning so you can tell me how terrible a merc is"

"See you in the morning then"

Jo waved and walked out the door to her home.

Jo threw her bag by the front door and headed to the kitchen, she pulled out a pot and some ramen noodles, she let the water and noodles start to boil. She sat on her old beaten couch, and flipped on the TV, the news cortex was buzzing. She listened to a few weather reports then the good stuff came on. She heard the newscaster drone out a speech…

"Escaped convict Richard B. Riddick, has been lost once again. He was being detained at Butcher Bay Prison when he mysteriously escaped. The head guard could not be reached for comment. All systems are alerted to look out for the convict as he is armed and highly dangerous, do not attempt to apprehend. Bounty Hunters have been dispatched to find him and bring him back."

Jo scoffed, "Huh fuckin Mercs" The newscaster started on a new story and she flipped off the screen. She went back over to her ramen and poured it into a bowl, just then her phone rang she went over and picked it up.

"Hello"

"Hey Jo its Pacho, you need to get down here and fast"

"I'm coming"

Jo ran to out the door leaving her ramen on the counter behind her.