Bringing it down
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Category:
M through R › Pitch Black
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
20
Views:
6,172
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.
Truth
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Chapter 9 Truth
Karyn got up and draped the blanket around her naked body and left the room to find Riddick. If this should be done she needed to do it immediately before her courage left her once more. Her knees felt weak and her mouth dry. She held out one hand in front of her and found it was trembling.
He was sitting in the pilot's chair, his back to her. He didn't move an inch even though she was sure he knew she had entered the room. Karyn positioned herself in front of him, determined but still full of fear.
Riddick looked at her, same expressionless face, goggles on.
“Riddick”, she hesitated, “Can we speak?”
He nodded towards her “Are you naked under there, Karyn? Now, is there a meaning with that or are you just plain stupid?!”
“I'll give you what you want, Riddick, you'd just take it anyway...”
“Damn right!” he muttered.
“…but can I please talk first?”
He crossed his arm over his chest and waited impatiently.
Hesitantly she began speaking.
“I'm married…”
Riddick raised his eyebrows.
“…or at least I was. I got raped by four men one night in our home when I was alone. My husband often worked late and I…” Her voice failed her and she had to start over.
“They said it was his punishment for some gambling debts… I didn’t even know he gambled. Turned out there was a lot of things I didn’t know… He was involved in things…” Karyn shook her head, for the moment lost in her memories.
“Actually, if he had been in the cryosection you could have ejected him alone!” she spat.
“He threw me out when I found out I was pregnant. I couldn't get rid of it… It's not the baby's fault.” She stared at the lights on the instrument panels and at the dark, endless space beyond.
“So I got on this transport, not really knowing where I'd go, no one missing me, no one expecting me…” She tried to hide a sob.
“You've got your perfect victim here.” She tried to smile but only managed to look sad. “Hey! Maybe I don't even exist….” Karyn looked down at her feet and hung her shoulders.
Riddick hadn't moved an inch while she spoke, his face revealing no feelings what so ever. Now he opened his arms and stretched out a hand.
“Come here” he said softly.
She took his hand and he pulled her down into his lap, engulfing her in his bulky arms. He didn't do anything, he just held her there for a long time. After a while she allowed herself to relax and just sit there, listening to her own breathing and reveling in the feeling of his chest heaving with each of his breaths.
“Karyn” he said finally, “That's a shitty story. Look, like I said, I have no intention of hurting you.” He brushed his thumb over the wound on her throat, it stung a little. “Not unless you give me good reasons to…”
She flinched just a little, then she closed her eyes and leaned the back of her head against his chest, giving him access to her throat. Perhaps to, like an animal, show her submission. The blanket wrapped around her gave away a little, revealing the soft skin on her thighs.
Strange enough she felt safe here in the arms of this man. This terrifying man, who seemed to show no mercy, no compassion, made of steel and ice. She knew he was capable of tenderness and she needed that so badly. She also knew that when he touched her, she felt oh, so good.
She didn't want to fight him anymore. She needed at least the illusion that someone cared; otherwise she was so unbearably lonely.
Riddick laid his big hand, light as a feather on the revealed skin on her thigh. The touch made her breathless.
“I trust you Riddick” she whispered. Her eyes still closed.
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Riddick had to fight himself not to start caressing that soft, silky piece of skin under his rough palm.
Fuck!
She needed his friendship, not his cock!
Friendship!
Riddick laughed bitterly inwards, what the fuck was it worth, being friends with someone? It all had to end one day anyway. One day the bounty on him would be big enough and his so called friends would bail out…
So what made him hold back this time? He could fuck her as much as he wanted, she was all wet as soon as he touched her, he knew that, had known it all from start. Why wouldn't he? Did he really pity her ´cause of that story?
Or was it that she's pregnant? Nah! That didn't stop him before, did it?!
Fuck, Riddick didn't really want to finish that thought, but he realized he actually liked this woman.
He liked her spirit, how she'd defended herself, and dared to attack HIM. There were few women, OR men, who’d ever tried that…
…and lived…
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Chapter 9 Truth
Karyn got up and draped the blanket around her naked body and left the room to find Riddick. If this should be done she needed to do it immediately before her courage left her once more. Her knees felt weak and her mouth dry. She held out one hand in front of her and found it was trembling.
He was sitting in the pilot's chair, his back to her. He didn't move an inch even though she was sure he knew she had entered the room. Karyn positioned herself in front of him, determined but still full of fear.
Riddick looked at her, same expressionless face, goggles on.
“Riddick”, she hesitated, “Can we speak?”
He nodded towards her “Are you naked under there, Karyn? Now, is there a meaning with that or are you just plain stupid?!”
“I'll give you what you want, Riddick, you'd just take it anyway...”
“Damn right!” he muttered.
“…but can I please talk first?”
He crossed his arm over his chest and waited impatiently.
Hesitantly she began speaking.
“I'm married…”
Riddick raised his eyebrows.
“…or at least I was. I got raped by four men one night in our home when I was alone. My husband often worked late and I…” Her voice failed her and she had to start over.
“They said it was his punishment for some gambling debts… I didn’t even know he gambled. Turned out there was a lot of things I didn’t know… He was involved in things…” Karyn shook her head, for the moment lost in her memories.
“Actually, if he had been in the cryosection you could have ejected him alone!” she spat.
“He threw me out when I found out I was pregnant. I couldn't get rid of it… It's not the baby's fault.” She stared at the lights on the instrument panels and at the dark, endless space beyond.
“So I got on this transport, not really knowing where I'd go, no one missing me, no one expecting me…” She tried to hide a sob.
“You've got your perfect victim here.” She tried to smile but only managed to look sad. “Hey! Maybe I don't even exist….” Karyn looked down at her feet and hung her shoulders.
Riddick hadn't moved an inch while she spoke, his face revealing no feelings what so ever. Now he opened his arms and stretched out a hand.
“Come here” he said softly.
She took his hand and he pulled her down into his lap, engulfing her in his bulky arms. He didn't do anything, he just held her there for a long time. After a while she allowed herself to relax and just sit there, listening to her own breathing and reveling in the feeling of his chest heaving with each of his breaths.
“Karyn” he said finally, “That's a shitty story. Look, like I said, I have no intention of hurting you.” He brushed his thumb over the wound on her throat, it stung a little. “Not unless you give me good reasons to…”
She flinched just a little, then she closed her eyes and leaned the back of her head against his chest, giving him access to her throat. Perhaps to, like an animal, show her submission. The blanket wrapped around her gave away a little, revealing the soft skin on her thighs.
Strange enough she felt safe here in the arms of this man. This terrifying man, who seemed to show no mercy, no compassion, made of steel and ice. She knew he was capable of tenderness and she needed that so badly. She also knew that when he touched her, she felt oh, so good.
She didn't want to fight him anymore. She needed at least the illusion that someone cared; otherwise she was so unbearably lonely.
Riddick laid his big hand, light as a feather on the revealed skin on her thigh. The touch made her breathless.
“I trust you Riddick” she whispered. Her eyes still closed.
**********************************************
Riddick had to fight himself not to start caressing that soft, silky piece of skin under his rough palm.
Fuck!
She needed his friendship, not his cock!
Friendship!
Riddick laughed bitterly inwards, what the fuck was it worth, being friends with someone? It all had to end one day anyway. One day the bounty on him would be big enough and his so called friends would bail out…
So what made him hold back this time? He could fuck her as much as he wanted, she was all wet as soon as he touched her, he knew that, had known it all from start. Why wouldn't he? Did he really pity her ´cause of that story?
Or was it that she's pregnant? Nah! That didn't stop him before, did it?!
Fuck, Riddick didn't really want to finish that thought, but he realized he actually liked this woman.
He liked her spirit, how she'd defended herself, and dared to attack HIM. There were few women, OR men, who’d ever tried that…
…and lived…
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Thankyou darlings for reviewing! I think you will enjoy the development... *grins miscieviously*