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Warnings: Riddick / Jack smut:) Not a lot of plot advancement. . he went for, but would never consider, much less pursue for a relationship. .. The tips of her nipples peeked through the water's surface, making his mouth. including your religious or political views, health, racial background, country of origin, sexual identity and/or personal relationships. To learn. June 11, -- “The Chronicles of Riddick” is a big budget sequel to the small Another subplot features a possible romantic relationship between Riddick and Kyra (played by Alexa Davalos, The story tries to have it both ways, really.
She blames him for leaving her and Abu al-Walid in New Mecca. Riddick quickly learns that Kyra is a very different person from the "Jack" he knew five years ago; an emotionally detached survivor in peak physical condition with keen senses, and experienced in martial arts. Kyra appears to still be obsessed with becoming like Riddick. The tough ex-merc occasionally discloses an occasional aching vulnerability; she appears to be in love with Riddick in some twisted way.
In the prison hierarchy, Kyra appears to be extremely independent. She doesn't talk with anyone unless she has to. She is known by the guards as always having a shiv on her somewhere. She likes to hide a razor in her mouth which she uses to cut Riddick on his left cheek dubbed, the Kyra Kiss. Her favorite game is "Who's the better killer".
They reach the hangar, but Vaako and his soldiers have arrived on the planet.
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Riddick and Kyra are forced to fight the Necromongers. Vaako and the surviving Necromongers make their escape, taking Kyra with them. She believes Riddick has perished on the surface of Crematoria. Riddick makes his way to the throne room on the Basilica, where he comes face to face with the Lord Marshal, who reveals Kyra has converted to their faith. She wears a new recruit gown and has the two "pain" marks on each side of her neck and appears pale and zombie like and has eyeshine in her eyes.
Riddick does battle with the Lord Marshal, whose unique powers prove too great for Riddick to handle. Before the Lord Marshal can deliver the final blow, Kyra stabs him in the back with a spear; she is apparently coherent enough to realize Riddick is in great danger. When she saves Riddick, her eyes return to their normal state. The Lord Marshall then backhands her, she goes flying into a spiked column, mortally wounding her. She dies in his arms.
He caught her hiss of air as she tried to stand and failed, and he instantly became concerned that he had hurt her. Wait, did she just snort? He played possum again as she turned to peruse him, then re-opened his eyes to watch her once again push off the bed and shuffle away. Once she shut the door he smiled. After hearing the water shut off, he waited. Next came the door opening and a few footsteps that abruptly stopped.
In his mind's eyes, she was standing there at the foot of the bed with her hands on her hips, eyes rolling. He wasn't far off the mark either. She had done all that, but now she was simply standing there, taking in every inch of his magnificent body.
Through almost closed eyes, he peeked at her and suppressed a grunt when he saw she was checking him out. Damn, but he could feel her eyes roving over him. Imagining they were her silky hands, desire began to stir in his loins all over again causing his cock to slowly swell. Her small gasp filled the silent room and he had to say something before he laughed out loud. Without opening an eye or moving a muscle, other than one that had a mind of its own, he groggily spoke, warning her, "Better quit lookin' at me like that, Jack.
He captured her mouth, slowly kissing her as he moved one hand up to the base of her neck and the other down to cup her ass.
Jack easily melted against him, trailing her fingers over his back. Getting him rock hard wasn't a difficult task for her. It started with a look on her part and the feel of her skin under his fingers and kissing her did the rest. Groaning, he rocked his hips forward, sliding his erection against the her stomach.
She tensed slightly and he released his hold on her, save for cupping her face with both hands. But I don't wanna hurt you either. I know you're sore. Mother nature, or whoever was to blame, was a cruel bitch. Here she was not afraid to give herself to man, a man she loved. His look and that kiss had already started that ache of desire pooling again, but she was too sore to do anything about it. She sighed, resigned to her fate and praying her body would recover quickly enough. After pulling back from the kiss, she drew her fingers lightly down between his pecs.
He jerked under her touch and clenched his eyes shut, blowing his breath out of his nose. Riddick caught her by the wrists and brought them to his mouth, nibbling the inside of each one. Where are you going? He handed her a plain looking packet without instructions. She turned it over in her hand, but there wasn't any labeling. How else am I supposed to learn if I don't ask. If I had known that I woulda used it before now! She hadn't noticed until now how the aroma of the bathroom had changed since he emptied the packet into the water.
Much of what she smelled she thought she recognized, too. Smells good enough to eat. Riddick are you trying to soothe me or make me tasty for eating later? She might have discerned a few of the ingredients she smelled, but after a few minutes of soaking, she suspected there was far more than met the eye when it came to the bathing powder. Whatever the ingredients were, it was as if they turned the pulsing water from the jets into magic fingers.
There wasn't a submerged part of her body that didn't feel as though it was being massaged by millions of tiny fingers. Although the water hit only just beneath her breasts, she lowered herself further to cover her shoulders, allowing as much of her body as possible to be exposed to the heavenly water.
Riddick was about to leave the room to get them some food, but thought better of it and threw on a pair of boxers. Jack was a screamer in bed, something he knew Drake and possibly Micah would make fun of her for and he didn't need to compound her embarrassment by walking about the ship in the buff and giving them something else to throw in her face. He wasn't planning on putting together a feast - just some quick food they could eat without much fuss.
Enough food to keep her satisfied so she wouldn't need leave the room. That was the main objective of his plan after all. He figured after half an hour at most of soaking in the mix he dumped in, she'd be ready to go for the rest of the day The nano-herbs were another black market item that both he and Drake ran for lucrative profits.
Having used them himself, he rarely took a credit for the sales, instead going in for a cut of the merchandise - it was that good. While he was waiting on the food to process, Riddick noticed an odd looking bottle on the counter. Didn't wast time findin' my Xanthian stash now did ya?
The whole god damn bottle? Hope he knows what he's gettin' himself into. He stealthily made his way down the hall, making not a sound. The rest of the ship was basically bathed in darkness, which made shielding his presence easy. Following the noises, he headed toward the living room, the flickering of the video screen growing brighter as he approached. Realizing they were watching porn, which would explain most of the noises, he quickly scanned the room but saw not a sign of either man until he entered in a few feet further.
A movement at the far side of the room caught his eye. It was Drake and Micah.
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There was a porn movie playing, only neither of them was watching, too caught up in their own play to pay it any attention. The liqueur got to 'em, he thought, but he also knew exactly how Drake could be.
The man loved sex and wasn't nearly as discerning as Riddick when it came to partners. He also had an almost insatiable sense of curiosity that had easily gotten him in trouble in the past. He shook his head as he watched them in silence.
Drake wasn't gay - he knew that. The man was always up for something new though, which he was sure led him to experimenting with Micah. As long as neither man tried to involve him, what did he care? Drake would still be Drake. He shuddered, and not in a good way, thinking about Jack and what he was witnessing.
When and if she found out about Drake and Micah, she'd never let him live it down because he had been steadfast about his heterosexuality. He turned and walked back to the galley, pushing down his partial erection, blaming it on the sound of the porno and the thought of her.
In their room, Riddick set down the tray and quickly shed the boxers to join her in the tub, took one look at her and halted.
He let his eyes slowly roam over her as he sat on the side of the tub - all of her was in clear view since she had turned off the tub's jets. The tips of her nipples peeked through the water's surface, making his mouth water, and her stretched out legs seemed to go on forever.
He recalled with vivid clarity how she wrapped them around him, too, making his cock throb to be in that very position again. Reaching a hand down, he softly traced a circle around her nipple with a finger as he called her name. She awoke rather abruptly, sheepishly smiling since she fell asleep waiting on him. She blushed again, not sure if he was sincerely asking her or if he caught her ogling him and was making fun of her.
She was thinking the latter. She rolled her eyes and sank lower in the water. He had most definitely caught her ogling him. Right now, she did not want to leave the luxurious water. Water still warm enough? Need me to adjust it?
He wasn't smiling, which caused her mirth to quickly disappear. Shouldn't start somethin' you can't finish, Jack! Manhandling her good, he flipped her around as he settled himself in and now he had her right where he wanted her - reclined with her laying on top of him, her back to his chest, his massive arms bear hugging her.
She tried to twist her upper body so she could see his face, but he kept her mostly immobile. The best that she could do was lean her head back against his shoulder so she could at least see his the side of his face. Had you seen that look on your face, you would've busted out laughing, too. Certainly not," she huffed. She wiggled her hips a bit, hoping to relieve the pressure. Up until he ground out the word 'quit', she thought it had been a bone.
I thought it was He brought his legs between hers before bringing her back down with a splash.
He bent his knees slightly and spread them apart, forcing her legs to drop the sides of his. He looked down the line of her body, not missing his erection poking up between her legs and stifled a groan.
The pressure on her back was thankfully gone, but now his cock was jutting up between her legs and aimed at her. He shrugged behind her. This was a first for him that he could recall. Never had he referred to his dick as a separate entity before. The things she got him to say. Jack bit her bottom lip to keep from laughing. She had heard about men talking about their penises as if they were a person, but never thought she'd hear him do it and decided to have some fun with him.
But it's staring at me," she half-whined. Riddick let out a bark of laughter that shook them both.
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Damn, the shit that comes outta your mouth! I don't know if it's the Jacuzzi or the stuff you poured in here, but I swear when the water is churning like this, I feel as though a million minuscule fingers are working me over.
Judging by the slight hitch in her breath, he took that as a yes. He kept one hand low, stroking, tickling, caressing, in short tantalizing every nerve he touched, while the other slid up her stomach, then ribs, to graze her breasts. He circled each nipple, pinching them into hardened peaks. Unconsciously, she arched into his touch, softly moaning. Can't seem to keep my fuckin' hands off of you. Is that a problem? Desire lanced through her, stealing her breath for a moment. He attacked her open throat, teething the skin, drinking the moisture that had gathered there as if he had been denied water for weeks until she turned her mouth to meet his.
Her hands clutching the back of his neck, he plunged his tongue in her mouth. He parted his thighs further, opening hers more as well. But it was desperate, dying for some proper meat. They'd been tracking me for so long and then, there I was, alone, in the open, in the canyon. I was practically theirs.
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You came back though, it took what seemed like forever, when I was trying to stay alive, but you did. You left and you came back, fuck I should've seen it coming. Second The second time you left me, I wasn't alone. It was dark, cold, raining and I was scared for my life.
Imam and Fry were there, in the cave with me. But I was still afraid, I was afraid because you weren't there. You'd saved me twice, from the monsters and Johns, then you just left us. Fry left too, came looking for you, looking to bring you back. I thought she'd leave us too. Just leave me and Imam in that cave to die. Leave us and let the monsters have us. I thought you wouldn't come back, I thought you'd got to the skiff and left. But the rock moved, just a little and Fry appeared, glowing bottle in hand.
I thought she was going to say you'd gone. Then she moved, and there you were. Smiling at me, you eyes shining in the poor light, the only things that could penetrate the darkness of that planet. We were trying something dangerous, stupid, potentially fatal, but I didn't care. Third The third time you left was the worst. I woke up in a strange place, after everything that'd happened and you weren't there.
There was just Imam, with a look on his face that said, "He's gone.