BEST FRIENDS MAKE BETTER LOVERS
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Category:
M through R › Pitch Black
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
4,988
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
2
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.
Chapter 2
CHAPTER 2
Riddick looked around the apartment for any information as to who she was but he didn’t find much. The place was pretty bare, only a bed in the one room, a couch and a small vid in the main room and a pretty empty fridge. A few beers, some leftover something, and 3 eggs. Riddick grabbed a beer and took a long drink almost emptying the bottle. He heard the shower shut of and decided he needed a place to hide. He set the beer on her counter and walked to the bedroom to lay in wait.
The door to bathroom opened and fresh scent rushed through the small apartment. Riddick inhaled the fresh scent that was assaulting his senses. He listened to the woman padding around the living room and head to the kitchen when he heard her abruptly stop. “She’s good.” He thought to himself remembering the beer he left on the counter. She started moving around again in the other room. The beer bottled having been put in the recycler he decided. Then her feet started heading to the bedroom. A small thin arm reached in and hit the switch. Nothing. Riddick smiled at the thought he had unscrewed the bulb a bit. These old buildings and there old lighting sure were such an advantage to him. The door slowly opened all the way allowing some light from the other rooms to enter, lucky for Riddick he was hidden in the shadow of the closet door which was open when he entered the room. He watched the woman enter cautiously looking from corner to corner. She had her hand holding her towel to he still semi wet body and Riddick licked his lips at the sight of her. She was gorgeous. She walked quietly into the room and after a few seconds of looking around she walked to the closet and pulled out a shirt and some sweat-pants and threw them on the bed. She reached over grabbing the closet door and swung it shut to reveal Riddick standing beside it. They stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity till she opened her mouth. Riddick grabbed her throat and swung her around to hit the wall. She stared at him in confusion as Riddick studied her face trying to figure out where he knew her from. She opened her mouth again and he tightened his grip a bit more to make his point. “All I have to do is squeeze.” He said coldly staring at her eyes.
She looked into his dark goggles and then relaxed some. She parted her lips slowly and then muttered, “All I have to do is push...Riddick.”
Riddick never wavered till he felt a tapping at his groin. He looked down to see a very sharp curved shiv in the woman’s hand. He looked back at the woman and frowned.
“How do you know me?” He ground out in his most menacing voice while still holding her throat.
She looked at him and then let a small smile touch her lips. “I know a lot about you. I know you won’t kill without reason. I know you hate being restrained. I know you can smell me, and that you don’t smell fear on me.”
Riddick stared at her as she relaxed her body. He felt her lower the knife and then drop it to the floor. She lowered both her hands to her sides which allowed her towel to fall. She stood there naked before him without a hint of fear showing or radiating from her. He slowly relaxed his grip on her throat and let her go. She cautiously raised a hand to her neck to rub it and bent down to grab her towel. As she raised herself to her height she looked into his eyes as he continued to stare at her.
“I never had a doubt.” She said softly watching the confusion come to him and then seeing the understanding wash over him in a wave.
“Jack.” He breathed.
Riddick looked around the apartment for any information as to who she was but he didn’t find much. The place was pretty bare, only a bed in the one room, a couch and a small vid in the main room and a pretty empty fridge. A few beers, some leftover something, and 3 eggs. Riddick grabbed a beer and took a long drink almost emptying the bottle. He heard the shower shut of and decided he needed a place to hide. He set the beer on her counter and walked to the bedroom to lay in wait.
The door to bathroom opened and fresh scent rushed through the small apartment. Riddick inhaled the fresh scent that was assaulting his senses. He listened to the woman padding around the living room and head to the kitchen when he heard her abruptly stop. “She’s good.” He thought to himself remembering the beer he left on the counter. She started moving around again in the other room. The beer bottled having been put in the recycler he decided. Then her feet started heading to the bedroom. A small thin arm reached in and hit the switch. Nothing. Riddick smiled at the thought he had unscrewed the bulb a bit. These old buildings and there old lighting sure were such an advantage to him. The door slowly opened all the way allowing some light from the other rooms to enter, lucky for Riddick he was hidden in the shadow of the closet door which was open when he entered the room. He watched the woman enter cautiously looking from corner to corner. She had her hand holding her towel to he still semi wet body and Riddick licked his lips at the sight of her. She was gorgeous. She walked quietly into the room and after a few seconds of looking around she walked to the closet and pulled out a shirt and some sweat-pants and threw them on the bed. She reached over grabbing the closet door and swung it shut to reveal Riddick standing beside it. They stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity till she opened her mouth. Riddick grabbed her throat and swung her around to hit the wall. She stared at him in confusion as Riddick studied her face trying to figure out where he knew her from. She opened her mouth again and he tightened his grip a bit more to make his point. “All I have to do is squeeze.” He said coldly staring at her eyes.
She looked into his dark goggles and then relaxed some. She parted her lips slowly and then muttered, “All I have to do is push...Riddick.”
Riddick never wavered till he felt a tapping at his groin. He looked down to see a very sharp curved shiv in the woman’s hand. He looked back at the woman and frowned.
“How do you know me?” He ground out in his most menacing voice while still holding her throat.
She looked at him and then let a small smile touch her lips. “I know a lot about you. I know you won’t kill without reason. I know you hate being restrained. I know you can smell me, and that you don’t smell fear on me.”
Riddick stared at her as she relaxed her body. He felt her lower the knife and then drop it to the floor. She lowered both her hands to her sides which allowed her towel to fall. She stood there naked before him without a hint of fear showing or radiating from her. He slowly relaxed his grip on her throat and let her go. She cautiously raised a hand to her neck to rub it and bent down to grab her towel. As she raised herself to her height she looked into his eyes as he continued to stare at her.
“I never had a doubt.” She said softly watching the confusion come to him and then seeing the understanding wash over him in a wave.
“Jack.” He breathed.