Guilty as Cyn
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M through R › Pitch Black
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
2,581
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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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.
3
She enjoyed an odd bath herself, but Cyn knew that she shouldn’t ever try to get one here, where most of the men did. She had her own spot not to far from here, there was only one way in or out, and she felt safer there. She wouldn’t be here now, but she was curious, and had seen Kyra heading this way while she was talking to Guv.
She was still curious as to why this man got to the girl more then any other in the place. It had to do with something in Kyra’s past, that much Cyn had figured out. Kyra had had a nightmare or two since she’d been there, though that wasn’t something she would talk about to anyone. Cyn only knew because she’d happened on the girl in the middle of a rather nasty one and woke her. Course, how they knew each other really didn’t matter to her or her plans, but the whole thing gave her mind something to work on until her plans would come together.
She emerged into the steamy room, and saw across the water that Kyra was already there, sharpening some sort of weapon, and she crouched down, getting herself settled for watching.
She let her eyes look around the area slowly, and saw Riddick in the water, enjoying the heat that was a part of the natural environment there. She smiled. This might just end up more interesting then she thought.
He stepped out of the water, reaching for a makeshift towel that hung on an outcrop of rocks close by. Cyn’s eyes followed the lines of his body, a perfect figure of masculinity. The clean cut of his muscles drew her eyes slowly downwards, admiring the view she had. He was different then the other men in this place, physically and mentally. He was beautiful, and was causing something to stir in her that she hadn’t felt in a while, and definitely not since she’d been here. Even in the simple tasks, him wiping the excess moisture off his skin, he was graceful, well worked muscles flexing in sync. Perhaps if she didn’t get out of here on one of her plans, or him on his, he could be of more use to her then the others. Of course, the fact that this man was more attractive to her then any other before didn’t hurt matters.
He turned slightly, hearing a noise, his body glistening from the remaining dampness and the dim light, highlighting every tensed muscle. She was slightly irritated when her view was disrupted by the Guv entering the room, accompanied by others.
As she heard them asking for information, offering him the tea, she decided that she would approach him after they spoke.
She stood as the Guv’s eyes were drawn upward, and frowned. Shoot, she thought, and made for her tunnels, the narrow ones couldn’t be reached by the beasts, and she stayed there, well out of their reach as well as the guards who followed.
She was still curious as to why this man got to the girl more then any other in the place. It had to do with something in Kyra’s past, that much Cyn had figured out. Kyra had had a nightmare or two since she’d been there, though that wasn’t something she would talk about to anyone. Cyn only knew because she’d happened on the girl in the middle of a rather nasty one and woke her. Course, how they knew each other really didn’t matter to her or her plans, but the whole thing gave her mind something to work on until her plans would come together.
She emerged into the steamy room, and saw across the water that Kyra was already there, sharpening some sort of weapon, and she crouched down, getting herself settled for watching.
She let her eyes look around the area slowly, and saw Riddick in the water, enjoying the heat that was a part of the natural environment there. She smiled. This might just end up more interesting then she thought.
He stepped out of the water, reaching for a makeshift towel that hung on an outcrop of rocks close by. Cyn’s eyes followed the lines of his body, a perfect figure of masculinity. The clean cut of his muscles drew her eyes slowly downwards, admiring the view she had. He was different then the other men in this place, physically and mentally. He was beautiful, and was causing something to stir in her that she hadn’t felt in a while, and definitely not since she’d been here. Even in the simple tasks, him wiping the excess moisture off his skin, he was graceful, well worked muscles flexing in sync. Perhaps if she didn’t get out of here on one of her plans, or him on his, he could be of more use to her then the others. Of course, the fact that this man was more attractive to her then any other before didn’t hurt matters.
He turned slightly, hearing a noise, his body glistening from the remaining dampness and the dim light, highlighting every tensed muscle. She was slightly irritated when her view was disrupted by the Guv entering the room, accompanied by others.
As she heard them asking for information, offering him the tea, she decided that she would approach him after they spoke.
She stood as the Guv’s eyes were drawn upward, and frowned. Shoot, she thought, and made for her tunnels, the narrow ones couldn’t be reached by the beasts, and she stayed there, well out of their reach as well as the guards who followed.