Bringing it down
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Category:
M through R › Pitch Black
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
20
Views:
6,174
Reviews:
63
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
1
Disclaimer:
I do not own Pitch Black, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Intermezzo
Disclaimer: Don´t own anything from the Pitch Black universe! If I did I would be surfing the outer rims with Riddick instead of sitting here!
Feedback: Yes, unless you want me to send Riddick after you! (OH, maybe that´s not a threat!?)
Chapter 11 Intermezzo
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Riddick focused on his work and had decided to forget about the woman. He'd behaved like a real asshole towards her and it was for the better if he just left her the fuck alone. She wasn't his kind of woman anyway…
What was his kind of woman? The relations he'd had in his life were few and could actually be counted on the fingers of one hand. Mostly he'd been with whores, or women you easily picked up at a bar and who were turned on by him treating them like shit.
He liked them tall, athletic, slender, blonde…Usually he'd fuck their brains out for one long night and then leave before the morning dawned.
Occasionally something clicked and if he wasn't hunted on that specific planet, he'd stay around a little longer. Sooner or later though, one of them would grow tired of pretending they had a relationship. Riddick never let anyone inside and few women liked to live that way. He'd never been asked to leave though. His never failing intuition, that allowed him to survive this way of life at all, always told him when it was time to move on.
And he would just leave.
Karyn had a habit of taking a long shower in the evening and then pampering her hair and looking for ages in the mirror and God knows what women actually did in the bathroom.
The third evening it had been quiet from the bathroom for a long while and he assumed she was out of there and in bed long since. Riddick let the door slide open, it moved very quietly, and therefore Karyn didn't at first notice she was not alone.
Riddick froze when he saw her. She was standing with the towel loosely wrapped around her hips, her upper body naked. Her skin unnaturally pale, being a redhead as she was, and that amazing hair wet and wrapped in a loose knot around itself in the back of her neck. She didn't move at first, Riddick had caught her staring silently at herself in the mirror. He could smell soap and her sweet natural scent. Studying her full breasts and her still flat belly he felt himself stiffen painfully. The urge to just take her there and then and let the animal take over was intense.
The moment ended as she turned a little and saw him. She gasped and with her cheeks flushing she reached for the towel and covered herself.
Riddick said nothing, just cocked his head slightly, lingering in the moment and without a word he left and the door automatically slid shut.
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Karyn was left trembling, with the towel wrapped around her suddenly very hot body, and felt utterly frustrated. It was such an anticlimax. In the few moments that passed after she caught Riddick staring at her from the door, a million thoughts had rushed through her mind and the only thing she had been sure of was that he was coming to claim her.
And then nothing happened…
When the third day had passed and she went to bed alone in her room, the same crew quarters where she'd found her clothes, she began to wonder if she had done something wrong. Why didn't he want to touch her anymore? They had spoken a little, but mainly just what needs to be said when you live close and share a limited space.
That night sleep wouldn't come. Restlessly she lay awake in her bed and couldn't stop thinking about the man in the next room. Her whole body felt on fire and she wondered if she was loosing it completely; shouldn't she be satisfied with the fact that he for some reason had decided to leave her alone?
Finally she stepped out of bed, wearing only a black tank top and a pair of black, silky boxer shorts, her long hair a mess after tossing and turning in bed for hours. She took her blanket and wrapped it around her body, it was a bit cold in the ship, and she was also shivering because of the late hour.
For a long time she stood outside Riddick´s quarters, having this huge urge to enter, to speak to him, perhaps to ask him to touch her… No, I can't do that, she thought. What if he gets angry? What if he kills me for sneaking up on him?
What if he rejects me….?
She really didn't know which fate she found the worst.
With a sigh she went to the cockpit and sank down into the pilot's chair, pulled up her legs and tightened the blanket around her body.
Staring at the stars outside she looked for some sign, for some answers; why couldn't she stop thinking of how he'd touched her? She realized her whole body was aching for more. Was it just that she needed the closeness of someone and that even her kidnapper would do? …Because it couldn't be that it was Riddick himself that awoke these feelings! Just four or five days ago she had never met him, only heard about him, and since then she'd more or less seen him kill two men, sending fifty – sixty people to an unknown fate, kidnap her, beat her, almost kill her and rape her…
No! She decided that no, it was probably some survival mechanism in her that made her confused. Not real emotions.
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Riddick heard her get up and out of bed. He always slept light, never trusted anyone. Old habit from years on the run.
He'd been avoiding her the last couple of days. Shit! He wasn't a man who raped women. Killed, sure, if it was needed, but rape? No, he'd actually killed a few men for doing just that!
When she'd told him that fucking story, he'd felt like a real piece of shit, knowing that he'd forced himself upon her, too aroused to actually tell the difference between no and no!
And then, in the end he´d just wanted to punish her, to humiliate her.
When they got to Helion Prime he would drop her off after finishing his own business there. It was a good enough place for her to start over and he'd be out of her life and everyone would be happy… well perhaps not everyone, he thought, and felt rage building inside as he thought of the young woman who'd sold him out.
Riddick sensed Karyn standing outside his door for a long time. What was she doing? When she finally headed towards the cockpit, he got up and silently followed her.
Hidden in the darkness of the ships interior he stood in the doorway, looking at the silhouette of the woman huddling in the seat at front.
In spite of the dark he could see her perfectly. Her beautiful hair entangled like she'd just been making love, her small feet sticking out from under the blanket… he could even smell the slightest sweetness in the air. He lingered at the memory of her taste and how she felt beneath him.
Then he abruptly turned and headed back for bed.
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Karyn felt a prickle in the back of her neck, as if someone was watching her. She turned quickly but no one was there.
She sighed and got up. Time to get some sleep. She had the feeling she would need it.
When she quietly tip toed pass Riddick´s room, all sense and reason suddenly left her and by sheer impulse, she pushed his door open and entered.
The room was completely dark and she tried hard to see his contour in bed. The door closed behind her and she suffocated a scream as she suddenly had a knife at her throat once more and found her back pressed at Riddick´s hard body.
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Thankyou ladies for reviewing! I appreciate it very much! Hope you liked the continuation of last chapter... and yes *hides* it´s another cliffhanger! But they are irresistible!
Feedback: Yes, unless you want me to send Riddick after you! (OH, maybe that´s not a threat!?)
Chapter 11 Intermezzo
*******************************************
Riddick focused on his work and had decided to forget about the woman. He'd behaved like a real asshole towards her and it was for the better if he just left her the fuck alone. She wasn't his kind of woman anyway…
What was his kind of woman? The relations he'd had in his life were few and could actually be counted on the fingers of one hand. Mostly he'd been with whores, or women you easily picked up at a bar and who were turned on by him treating them like shit.
He liked them tall, athletic, slender, blonde…Usually he'd fuck their brains out for one long night and then leave before the morning dawned.
Occasionally something clicked and if he wasn't hunted on that specific planet, he'd stay around a little longer. Sooner or later though, one of them would grow tired of pretending they had a relationship. Riddick never let anyone inside and few women liked to live that way. He'd never been asked to leave though. His never failing intuition, that allowed him to survive this way of life at all, always told him when it was time to move on.
And he would just leave.
Karyn had a habit of taking a long shower in the evening and then pampering her hair and looking for ages in the mirror and God knows what women actually did in the bathroom.
The third evening it had been quiet from the bathroom for a long while and he assumed she was out of there and in bed long since. Riddick let the door slide open, it moved very quietly, and therefore Karyn didn't at first notice she was not alone.
Riddick froze when he saw her. She was standing with the towel loosely wrapped around her hips, her upper body naked. Her skin unnaturally pale, being a redhead as she was, and that amazing hair wet and wrapped in a loose knot around itself in the back of her neck. She didn't move at first, Riddick had caught her staring silently at herself in the mirror. He could smell soap and her sweet natural scent. Studying her full breasts and her still flat belly he felt himself stiffen painfully. The urge to just take her there and then and let the animal take over was intense.
The moment ended as she turned a little and saw him. She gasped and with her cheeks flushing she reached for the towel and covered herself.
Riddick said nothing, just cocked his head slightly, lingering in the moment and without a word he left and the door automatically slid shut.
***************************************
Karyn was left trembling, with the towel wrapped around her suddenly very hot body, and felt utterly frustrated. It was such an anticlimax. In the few moments that passed after she caught Riddick staring at her from the door, a million thoughts had rushed through her mind and the only thing she had been sure of was that he was coming to claim her.
And then nothing happened…
When the third day had passed and she went to bed alone in her room, the same crew quarters where she'd found her clothes, she began to wonder if she had done something wrong. Why didn't he want to touch her anymore? They had spoken a little, but mainly just what needs to be said when you live close and share a limited space.
That night sleep wouldn't come. Restlessly she lay awake in her bed and couldn't stop thinking about the man in the next room. Her whole body felt on fire and she wondered if she was loosing it completely; shouldn't she be satisfied with the fact that he for some reason had decided to leave her alone?
Finally she stepped out of bed, wearing only a black tank top and a pair of black, silky boxer shorts, her long hair a mess after tossing and turning in bed for hours. She took her blanket and wrapped it around her body, it was a bit cold in the ship, and she was also shivering because of the late hour.
For a long time she stood outside Riddick´s quarters, having this huge urge to enter, to speak to him, perhaps to ask him to touch her… No, I can't do that, she thought. What if he gets angry? What if he kills me for sneaking up on him?
What if he rejects me….?
She really didn't know which fate she found the worst.
With a sigh she went to the cockpit and sank down into the pilot's chair, pulled up her legs and tightened the blanket around her body.
Staring at the stars outside she looked for some sign, for some answers; why couldn't she stop thinking of how he'd touched her? She realized her whole body was aching for more. Was it just that she needed the closeness of someone and that even her kidnapper would do? …Because it couldn't be that it was Riddick himself that awoke these feelings! Just four or five days ago she had never met him, only heard about him, and since then she'd more or less seen him kill two men, sending fifty – sixty people to an unknown fate, kidnap her, beat her, almost kill her and rape her…
No! She decided that no, it was probably some survival mechanism in her that made her confused. Not real emotions.
***************************************
Riddick heard her get up and out of bed. He always slept light, never trusted anyone. Old habit from years on the run.
He'd been avoiding her the last couple of days. Shit! He wasn't a man who raped women. Killed, sure, if it was needed, but rape? No, he'd actually killed a few men for doing just that!
When she'd told him that fucking story, he'd felt like a real piece of shit, knowing that he'd forced himself upon her, too aroused to actually tell the difference between no and no!
And then, in the end he´d just wanted to punish her, to humiliate her.
When they got to Helion Prime he would drop her off after finishing his own business there. It was a good enough place for her to start over and he'd be out of her life and everyone would be happy… well perhaps not everyone, he thought, and felt rage building inside as he thought of the young woman who'd sold him out.
Riddick sensed Karyn standing outside his door for a long time. What was she doing? When she finally headed towards the cockpit, he got up and silently followed her.
Hidden in the darkness of the ships interior he stood in the doorway, looking at the silhouette of the woman huddling in the seat at front.
In spite of the dark he could see her perfectly. Her beautiful hair entangled like she'd just been making love, her small feet sticking out from under the blanket… he could even smell the slightest sweetness in the air. He lingered at the memory of her taste and how she felt beneath him.
Then he abruptly turned and headed back for bed.
*******************************************
Karyn felt a prickle in the back of her neck, as if someone was watching her. She turned quickly but no one was there.
She sighed and got up. Time to get some sleep. She had the feeling she would need it.
When she quietly tip toed pass Riddick´s room, all sense and reason suddenly left her and by sheer impulse, she pushed his door open and entered.
The room was completely dark and she tried hard to see his contour in bed. The door closed behind her and she suffocated a scream as she suddenly had a knife at her throat once more and found her back pressed at Riddick´s hard body.
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Thankyou ladies for reviewing! I appreciate it very much! Hope you liked the continuation of last chapter... and yes *hides* it´s another cliffhanger! But they are irresistible!