Methos is played by Khayman
Riddick is played by CCL
Johns is now played by Mi
 
 

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<Johns> ::opening the door expecting to see Adams dead, but find him looking extremely healthy:: What the fuck? ::my co-workers holding their guns level on the two men, I tell one of the four with me to get the hose, as he hoses off both the occupants of the cell, I see that his perfect body is no longer marred in anyway. I need time to think. This can’t be. I slam and lock the cell door and order no one to go near it without me. Leaning outside the door listening to the men inside::

<Riddick>  ::jumps to his feet when the door opens only to be knocked backwards from the
powerful force of the hose.  He growls and sputters against the water, trying desperately to
get to the door::  What the... ?  FUCK!  Stupid son of a bitch....whatsamatter? ::yells when the
water is suddenly shut off and the door slammed closed again::
AFRAID TO STEP IN THE CAGE WITH AN ANIMAL, YOU DUMB FUCK?

<Methos> ::thrown by the spray of water to Riddick’s feet I turn and twist so I get completely clean after the door slams I stand and move away::  Well, at least we are clean now. ::laughs and shakes like a dog to dry off, grinning up at the fiery man:: Can you please try not to piss off the locals? I would rather not take another beating trying to save your life.

<Riddick> ::huffs and gives Pierce a disbelieving look::
Save *MY* life?  Ya know...I was fine until you walked into my cell and decided to FUCK the guard on MY bed!

<Methos> Oh yes, I remember now. ::tilts head and looks at him::
You had it all under control chained to the wall like that.

<Riddick> ::shakes his head::  You think that was the first time something like that happened?
I could have handled it. ::sits down and begins systematically cracking the joints in his body::
But you had to go and play hero, didn't you?

<Methos> For what’s it’s worth. ::slides down the wall:: I would do it again.
::shakes head sadly and is again struck by the similarities in this child and Duncan::

<Riddick>  ::arches a brow and throws a confused look towards Pierce::
You'd let that asshole beat the shit out of you again?  For me?  For fuck's sake,
WHY?  Trust me, Pierce.  Whoever you think I am...I'm not that person.  And I sure as hell ain't worth saving.  If turning you in would save my ass, I'd do it in a flash.  Bet on it.  ::seriously::

<Johns> ::bile fills my throat so that is it, he is in love with that Bastard. He has no reason to care about me, but I can not push him out of my mind. He is like a drug. I want him more than I have ever wanted anything in my life, and he wants that asshole. I am not sure If I want to love or break him. But either way he will be mine. I get together some men and after much fighting kicking and spitting we manage to chain Riddick to the wall. His arms drawn above his head his feet chained apart barely touching the floor. For any relief on his arms he will have to stand on his toes. Motioning for the other guards to leave I lock the door and look both of them over::

<Riddick>  ::growls and glares at the guard::  So now what, asshole?  You and your buddies got me pretty much back where I started a few hours ago...so what now?  You gonna beat the shit out of me?  I noticed you fixed it so I can't fight back.  Better make sure you kill me though.  If I survive and get free, your ass is mine.  ::smirks::  In more ways than one if you prefer.

<Methos> ::Okay old man figure out a way to calm this situation before it spirals out of control.
If the child dies and comes back with no teacher, he is dead, permanently for sure the first time he
meets one of us. Shooting Riddick a scowl that again says do not piss off the locals I  turn to Johns::
Good to see you again. Thanks for the shower.

<Johns> ::moving past the free man and slamming the gauge into Riddick’s gut twice full force::
So Adams this is what you like? ::slamming the gauge into Riddick’s chest:: What was it you said Riddick? He likes someone more aggressive? Well, I got very aggressive with your lover and he didn’t seem to appreciate it, what did I do wrong?

<Riddick> ::tenses with the blows and pants, trying to even out his breathing and forget about the pain the guard is inflicting.  After a moment he looks up and smiles in the other man's face::
Like I said.  Guess you just weren't enough man for him.  Maybe you should see about getting one
of those new implants...size is everything after all...

<Methos> Please Johns, He is not my lover.  ::I move to him splaying my fingers across his chest,
trying to keep him away from Riddick and appease his anger at the same time.::
You’re the only lover I have wiling taken since I have been in here.
::I coo the words at the boy the way I cooed when I had him under me.
Trying to remind him how good it can be if he submits::

<Johns> ::His green eyes are looking into mine, telling me with out talking he is telling the truth.
I want to take him gently in my arms and kiss him. for a second all I can do is feel his words,
beautiful stroking me deep inside like earlier before Riddick ever showed up. Anger flashes again; When Riddick showed up he left me alone begging. He is lying:: Bull shit, you fucking whore. ::I slam the butt of my gauge into the side of his head knocking him into Riddick::

<Riddick> ::groans and grips at the chains to keep from losing his balance and dislocating his shoulders::  Oh fucking hell!  He's not lying, you son of bitch!  ::tries to balance on his toes to keep his shoulders from straining::  I've never even seen this guy till a few hours ago.  And I sure as hell didn't fuck him or let him fuck me.  You really should do something about your self-confidence problem, man.  Word gets out the cons can rattle your cage...you might as well kiss your ass good bye cause I know several that'll hand it to you on a silver plate ::smirks::

<Methos> ::taking the opportunity to discreetly look Riddick over to ascertain any damage, he will live. I the quickly pull away to face Johns again, assuming the most submissive of my personas:: We are not or will we ever be Lovers. ::I am taking a gamble here, I hope this is what he wants to hear. I look up at him shyly:: You stole my heart at first glance, Why would I want anyone else.

<Johns>::staring into those green/gold eyes he has me believing him, or is it because I want to believe him so badly. He is manipulating me, after the torture I put him through he can not mean it. But he heals so fast maybe it doesn’t hurt him like it would others:: You’re a liar. I know you want him. You died trying to protect him didn’t you? ::I look at him for an answer to the question, I know I had killed him at least twice. But he just looks at me with an unreadable expression.:: Look at him Adams, he doesn’t care. He thinks your sacrifices for him make you weak and pathetic. He will never care about you. ::I am not sure if I am talking about Adams caring about me or Riddick caring about Adams. I am hating the pleading tone in my voice it angers me, taking my frustration out on Riddick I catch him across the jaw with my gauge::

<Riddick> ::allows his head to roll with the blow, shaking it slightly to stop the spinning.  He spits a mouthfull of blood in the direction of the guard, before licking his lips clean::  The only weak and pathetic one in here is the one who needs a gauge and a bunch of chains in order to come play Billy Badass, man.  At least he doesn't run screaming like a girl when I insult him.  He takes it like a man...::pauses and smirks, licking at another trickle of blood::  But then again...he wasn't the one taking it in my cell was he?

<Methos> Please stop this. ::cutting his eyes to Riddick with an I will kill you myself look:: I will do whatever you want. ::trying to still the young blonde’s hand with words::

<Johns> ::Looking at Pierce and motioning to my feet with the gun:: Kneel. ::slamming Riddick in the groin with the gun:: One more word, and I will make it so all you will ever be able to do is take it.

<Riddick> ::hisses and bites down and nearly through his lip to stop from giving the guard the satisfaction of hearing him scream.  He swallows convulsively and doesn't speak.  Instead he just glares and watches Pierce, trying to keep from passing out from the searing pain radiating from his groin::

<Methos> ::I cringe at the pain Riddick must be feeling, But What is he doing? Kneel? I study him for a minute his emotions are all over the place making it very hard to read him. Does he want me to kneel or resist so he can punish me? For a brief second I long for Kronos. At least with him I always knew what my role should be.::

<Johns> ::My beauty is just staring at me, maybe he doesn’t want to kneel in front of Riddick, and that fuels the rage building in me. I turn to the chained man slamming the gun into his gut:: If you can control him tell him to kneel. Punching him in the face when he does not speak up soon enough::

<Riddick> ::grunts against the pain and loses his balance with the next blow to the head, hanging heavily in the chains by his wrists.  The injured one starts to bleed and one eye begins to swell to the point that he can barely see out of it.  With what vision he still has he looks at Pierce and struggles to his feet, carefully resuming his balance on his toes.  He lifts his chin and doesn't speak immediately.  Just locks his eyes with the green ones staring at him and then growls, through clenched teeth::  What was it you said, Pierce?  Don't piss off the locals?

<Methos> ::I move to Johns this is not going well, I instinctively tilt my head back and expose my neck as I have done thousands of times to Kronos, as a way to prove my submissiveness. I place a hand on his chest:: Please, you are angry with me, not him. I am yours to command. What is it you wish me to do?

<Johns> ::Pushing Adams to his knees, I catch a glimpse of something in his eyes:: I wish you to tell me what you were thinking just then. ::I demand::

<Methos> ::Let’s try honesty and see where it gets us, pulling on my death mask:: I was thinking, if I took that away from and used it on you, ::motioning to his gun:: That it would do me no good. Your friends out in the hall would come in spraying bullets and kill me and Riddick both. If I snapped your neck, and freed him, even with your big gun, I could not get him out of here alive, and I promised to do so. I try to never break a promise.

<Johns> ::startled by the change in Adams I look from him to Riddick. I am suddenly unsure who the most aggressive one of the pair is. I may have the wrong man chained::

<Methos> But to answer your question ::I shrug off Methos and into slave mode:: I weighed the options and the only one I found that I could live with is to submit to you. ::I bow my head and clasp my hands behind my back, looking at his feet:: I am yours.

<Johns> ::so it is that easy for him. He will do what ever I want to keep Riddick alive. And what I want right now is to feel that mouth on me:: Pretty all bowed down like that isn’t he Riddick. I never did get him to suck me. Is he any good? ::I cock an eyebrow at Riddick. I expect an answer::

<Riddick>  ::sighs and shakes his head barely aware of the verbal battle that took place between the two.  He looks from Pierce to the guard and swallows, forcing his voice out.::  How the *fuck* would I know, man?  I told you...he hasn't touched me and I sure as hell ain't touched him.  ::whispered harshly, before closing his eyes as a small wave of nausea from the pain washes over him::

<Methos> ::I move forward and lift my hand to the fastener of his trousers. I dare not even look at Riddick:: Please let me show you how good I can be. Forget him, he is nothing. ::I lick my lips and purr as I unclasp them::

<Johns> ::rage boils he is lying to me again, telling me Riddick is nothing to him, Like I am stupid enough to believe him, I kick him away harshly:: Not on me, show me on him. ::I am pleased to see the horror on his face before he shutters it way into that dispassionate look again:: Tell him to suck you Riddick. ::still watching Adams::

<Riddick> ::tenses and looks from the cold blue eyes of the guard to the confused green ones of Pierce.  His mind runs through a million scenarios but none of them involve the two of them getting away from this guard in one piece.  With a resigned shake of his head he looks up and mumbles.::  Do it so the fucker will shut up and go find some new toys to play with, Pierce.  Get it over with.

<Methos> ::looking up at the chained man sadly I say softly:: I am sorry, I cannot do that ::looking into Johns eyes:: Please, please allow me to service you, I would rather die a hundred deaths than do that with him. ::I end my impassioned plea by laying my face against Johns boots::

<Johns> Killing you may only be temporary, but I know you feel pain, you cant fake screams like that ::recalling the madness from earlier:: Do as I say. ::forebodingly said:: If you care about your friend at all. Talk some sense into him. ::looks at Riddick::

<Riddick> ::laughs softly::  Man what the hell am I supposed to do?  You told me to tell him to do it...I did...he said no.  He'd rather have your dick in his mouth.  Isn't that what you wanted?  He's made his choice.  ::looks at Pierce::  And I told you I wasn't worth saving...when you gonna stop trying to do it and save your own ass?  Make the son of a bitch happy...give him a little voyeuristic thrill and get the hell out of here.  ::hangs tiredly in the chains::

<Methos> ::my body is shuddering uncontrollably, I never really acquired the taste for the kind of pain soon to come. Looking into Johns eyes with a challenge glaring in mine:: Then we are in for another long session, because I will not.

<Johns> ::Tears into Pierce with a vengeance kicking and beating him with the gauge. The man just rolls himself into a ball and accepts the beating not even trying to get away. I beat him until my arms start to tire and step away looking at him panting and gasping in pain. I look up at the man in chains it finally dawns on me, I have to laugh:: I have been going about this all wrong haven’t I Riddick?

<Riddick> ::looks away and doesn't make eye contact with the guard. He can hear Pierce's muffled grunts and hissed breaths but keeps his face impassive. When he finally hears his name again, his face is stone and he turns to look at the guard with no expression at all:: How's that, man?

<Methos> ::I am still reeling from the savage attack. I try to understand what has happened to stop it::

<Johns> ::shaking my head at my own stupidity. I look Riddick over again:: It’s you, It has always been you. He will suffer indefinably for you won’t he? ::leveling my gauge at Riddick’s head :: Let’s try this again  Adams. Do as I say or I blow his head off. And don’t think for a second I care if he lives or dies. ::To Riddick:: You better figure out a way to control him.. Quick!

<Riddick> ::stares at the man and doesn't flinch::  Control him?  Fuck that.  My recommendation...do me.  Ghost me mother fucker...cause I told you...if I ever get loose...
I *will* get shiv happy on your wanna be ass.

<Methos> ::I have no doubt that the blast could blow his head right away from his shoulders so I move cautiously to Johns feet careful not to spook him:: Please, please, do not do this. ::I kiss his boots:: Please, I only want to serve you.

<Johns> Do you? ::looking down at the naked man kissing my feet:: Then do as I say. ::pushing the barrel into Riddick’s temple:: You better find a way to get him on your cock or I send you to Hell. This thing has a hair trigger. ::unwavering tone::

<Riddick> ::starts too look really annoyed:: Man, this *is* hell! And somebody better do something cause this shit is starting to PISS ME OFF! ::glares at Pierce:: You said you wanted to save me and get me outta here? I can't do that with my brain decorating the wall back there. If you meant what you said...then get on with it! ::growling::

<Methos> ::moving in front of Riddick placing my hands on his hipbones I look up at him, real tears are flowing from my eyes. I am not sure why. I just know I would gladly bear the shame alone than cause this chained man one more derogation to add to what I can only imagine is a long list. I whisper:: I am sorry, please forgive me ::before I bow my head and take him into my mouth softly.::

<Riddick> ::looks down at Pierce and sighs at the tears.  He barely nods at Pierce's apology then closes his eyes and tries to focus on ending this as quickly as possible::

<Methos> ::suckling gently, I move my hands under his feet and lift him to give his arms some relief, moaning little encouragements. He wants this over as do I. But I am unsure how sore he will be, and do not want to cause him pain. But the sooner he hardens the quicker I can end this for both of us::

<Riddick>  ::sighs as some of the pressure on his arms is eased by Pierce's careful support.  Quickly his body begins to react as if on autopilot and he chases the sensations around in his body, urging himself to respond to Pierce's talented mouth.  For a split second he cuts his eyes to the guard, watching him watching them and then closes them again, willing his body to reach the climax quickly::

<Methos> ::taking him down my throat I rock on him, sliding him all the way out tenderly arousing the sensitive head with my tongue and teeth, before engulfing him completely and using suction to milk him. Using techniques from 1000’s of years I tease him almost to the point of climax only to ease up. I am not sure if Johns wants him to get off. And I do not need the boy enraged again::

<Riddick> ::struggles to keep his face blank and his response quiet.  He opens his eyes to watch the man kneeling in front of him expertly bring him to the edge of his release with skills he's never seen in any woman or man alike.  His breathing becomes slightly shallow and can barely be heard in the room as the tingle along his nerves starts and then Pierce pulls back, allowing him to calm.  'Smart move.  Don't piss him off more.'::

<Methos> ::pulling him out of my mouth I look up at Johns:: Would you like me to swallow, or have him cum where you can see it? ::smiling seductively at the blond, before bathing Riddick’s tightened sack with my tongue::

<Johns> ::I can barely keep standing, my legs are shaking so bad I am afraid I will fall, and Pierce looks incredible. He is asking me what I want. I want him. He is making love to Riddick with his mouth, his eyes are glowing with desire. I feel faint.:: Whadda you think Riddick, mouth or face?

<Riddick> ::looks ups coldly:: You're the one with the gun, it's not really my call. ::looks down at Pierce:: It's not my mouth or my face...and one is just as good as the other. ::looks back at Johns:: Why don't you ask Pierce what he wants? After all, we're just doing what *you* told us to do...::pauses and swallows before saying the last word, his voice dripping with sarcasm:: boss.

<Methos> ::I continue to tease the big man with my mouth while looking at Johns for permission. I am starting to become aroused and would rather not have Johns see me that way. I look up at Riddick and my anger flares.:: Could you try just answering a question directly instead of trying to get yourself hurt? You don’t have the sense to shut the fuck up while your ahead do you. ::taking him deep into my throat again::

<Riddick> ::growls softly and closes his eyes briefly, before drawing in a ragged breath and looking from the guard to Pierce::  In about 2 seconds it ain't gonna matter either way, so if you got a preference man...::looks to the blond::  speak now or I'm gonna cum where am I.  ::licks his dry lips and watches Pierce swallow him again::

<Methos> ::I smile around the man in my mouth, and decide to reward him for being direct by swallowing, as I redouble my efforts to help him find release. Controlling my body’s reaction to join the man in arousal. I really don’t want the blond to think I am enjoying this.::

<Johns> ::pulling him away from the growling man, I can no longer watch:: What have you done to me? ::I fall to my knees beside him sliding my gauge to the door:: Please, tell me what you’ve done to me.

<Riddick> ::groans and jerks when Pierce is pulled away from him by the blond. His cock throbs from being denied his release and he glares at the two men on the floor. He shakes his head and fights to pull his body back under control::

<Methos> ::takes the trembling boy into his arms:: It is okay, I do not know what you mean, you have to tell me. ::I am unsure what the sudden change is about but a trembling boy is much easier to calm than an enraged one. I shoot an apologetic look at Riddick::

<Johns> ::falls into his arms burying my head into his shoulder:: I want you so bad, I don't want to hurt you. I can't stop myself. ::voice wavers and he looks up at Riddick:: I really didn’t even want to hurt you.

<Riddick>  ::frowns and shakes his head::  Oh yeah.  That's why you chained me and beat the shit out of me.  Fucking hell...if you'd just wanted to watch him give me blue balls why didn't you just say so?  ::mumbled::

<Methos> Shhh, shhh! It will be okay, I have you now.: So the boy wants forgiveness. What the hell, It doesn’t cost me anything.:: I forgive you. ::looks at Riddick pointedly and widens his eyes then narrows them as he thinks of all the fun he could have breaking various bones in the chained mans body.::

<Riddick> ::rolls his eyes and huffs softly before turning his gaze back to the blubbering blond and Pierce. He gives them both a 'you've got to be kidding me' look and laughs softly:: Oh I think I'm gonna be sick... ::mumbling under his breath::

<Johns> How can you forgive me? I made you… I let them..  ::looks into his now hazel eyes:: You can’t forgive me.

<Methos> Of course I can. calm yourself love.: tenderly I kiss the boys mouth while resisting the urge to snap his neck:: It is all past, no real harm done now, except my pride. I am all healed. And he will heal. We forgive him don’t we? ::casting a glance at Riddick::

<Riddick> ::smirks down at Pierce::  Tell you what blondie...you unchain me and I'll leave you two alone.  I'll go think about it in my cell and get back to you, cause I really ain't up for another show.  How's that?  ::narrowing his eyes::

<Johns> So you can forgive me? ::I know he is lying but I don't care, it feels so good being held by him, my tears are falling freely:: I want you so bad.

<Methos> ::kissing away the boy's tears:: Then Bad you shall have me, but, I am much better when I am trying to be good. Wouldn’t you agree? ::said to Riddick as I lick my lips and smile seductively, sweeping a glance down to his semi hardness::

<Riddick> ::growls:: Well I wasn't complaining until you were interrupted. ::looks pointedly at Johns, giving him a disgusted look::

<Johns> ::laughing softly at his joke:: Good is okay too. But I don't mean just right now, right here.

<Methos> ::stroking the side of the blondes face:: I am yours my love, whenever you want me. ::smiles softly:: Not like I am going anywhere is it?

<Johns> ::I press my lips to his and he draws me down into a swirling vortex of emotions with his mouth. only one thought is disturbingly clear. I could break him out and we could just leave. skip this rock and be together forever:: We could go. ::I hesitate not sure what I am thinking:: We could leave this place and never look back.

<Methos> ::I blink, did he just offer? Okay play this right old man. I put a look of concern on my face:: No, you would get into trouble. ::kissing him again properly:: Do not even think of such things.:: I hope Riddick at least pretends has enough sense to keep his troublesome mouth shut just this once. I glare at him hoping he can read this thought::

<Riddick> ::perks up and gives the couple on the floor a disbelieving look.  He stares wide-eyed at Pierce and arches a brow in confusion.  'Was this what he'd planned?  And why the hell is he saying NO?????'::

<Johns> ::he is worried that I will get in trouble, he is worried about me. my heart soars and then dives:: You won't leave with out him though will you?

<Methos> Shhh, I am not going anywhere my Love. I will not put you in danger. ::smiles reassuringly at the boy:: No, I will not leave him here.  And I will not put you at risk.

<Riddick> ::looks at Pierce in wonder.  Despite all his insults and put downs, the beating and this shit with the guard, this guy still won't leave with out him.  He doesn't know whether to be pleased or worried that the guy is just using him...or really knows something about his past.  It's the only explanation he can think of for Pierce to be so adamant about his secret and not leaving him behind.::

<Johns> I could get a ship, we could be so far away by the time they notice we are gone, that they will have no idea where to find us. But ::I search his eyes and all I can see is love, I wonder briefly how many others have fallen for his act:: I can do it. I can make it where we can be together with out this:: hugs him close:: Trust me.

<Methos> ::This is hard, the boy doesn't want sex, he wants love. If it were sex it would be so much simpler. I hate deceptions like this.:: And we could just live out the rest of our days on the run? No, you’re not cut out for that kind of life. No matter how much it may appeal to me. ::Okay, one more token protest and lets see what he comes up with.:: No, don’t even think about it. I could not let you risk yourself like that. ::I glance up at him shyly:: I care for you too much.

<Riddick> ::continues to watch, silently in awe of Pierce's expert manipulation of the young guard.  He keeps his face neutral and tries to look disinterested while eagerly awaiting the next snare he'll set for the guard and curious to see if the trap will work and get them both "Get out of Slam free" cards.::

<Johns> You keep coming back from the dead. I could kill you and wheel you out myself, that way no one will know when you wake up. Then we just keep running, until this, all this isn’t even a memory. ::looking at Riddick:: I can’t trust him, we both know that. ::looks at Pierce:: If I unchained him now, he would just kill me, or make me kill him.

<Methos> ::taking a chance I glance at Riddick and then deep into those blue eyes of his:: I made a promise, ::I shrug sadly:: But we can spend as much time together as you like. We are not going anywhere. ::kissing the boys lips:: But,  maybe… I could talk to him? I would not allow him to hurt you or you him my Love. Everything I do is to stop needless blood shed. ::delving into the boys mouth again I kiss him until I feel dizzy, knowing he has to be, I pull away::  Riddick you can listen to reason can’t you?

<Riddick>  ::watches the exchange from the corner of his eye and smiles.  'One last trap.  You're a sly one, Pierce.'  He tries to look duly chastised and drops his head before answering Pierce.::  Whatever it takes to get out of these fucking chains, Pierce.  Another minute and my arms are gonna get ripped outta the socket.  ::stumbles and wobbles on his toes for effect::

<Johns> I can get our ride ready in just a few hours. I can even walk you both out until we get main gate and you lay on a gurney, then I tell them I am taking you both to the morgue, load you up on the transport, and unload you on the ship. What about him though? I mean once we are out of here?

<Methos> We drop him off at the first safe star system and he is on his own. Then we, my beautiful boy, live happily ever after. ::I deliberately make it sound like a promise and seal it with another kiss that leaves his eyes dilated with desire:: When do you want to do this? ::dragging my hand across his chest suggestively:: I mean it could wait a little while, couldn’t it?

<Riddick>  ::groans softly and lets the chains rattle, hoping to stop the schmooze fest before it starts and reminding them that he's still very much in the room::  Hey, Pierce!  Can't you get him to let me down first?  I'll leave you guys alone but damn!  I can't stand here like this much longer!

<Johns> No, not here, too many bad … Too much bad stuff. ::gets up and moves to the door, grabbing his gauge:: When I come back it will be with other guards he will have to be chained and shackled for the walk. I can’t take the chance. ::smiles at Pierce:: But I promise I will not kill him unless he makes me. ::slips the Keys to Riddick’s chains in Adams’ hand:: I will be back soon. ::Promised::

<Methos> ::nods:: I understand. ::kisses Johns deeply and draws him closer to fold his body into his arms:: Are you sure? ::smiles at the boy when he nods yes and watches the cell door close, keeping eye contact until it is shut. I lean against the door until I can not hear the sound of Johns footsteps:: Well, then, this could work out nicely. ::turning to Riddick:: But now I need to see what I can do about you. ::grins wickedly::

<Riddick>  ::rolls his eyes::  I'm getting a really *bad* sense of deja vu here, Pierce.  Why I always seem to be dependant on you to save me ass today is beyond me.  I'd think you were trouble if you didn't have my salvation in the palm of your hand there. ::looks to the hands holding the keys and then meets the gold/green gaze of the immortal::  So what's it gonna be?

<Methos>::unlocking the chains on his hands, I grab his shoulder and rub feeling back into it:: Can you behave long enough for me to get us out of here? ::looks at him seriously as I knead deep into his muscles on his back and arm, I ease him into a sitting position and toss the keys by his feet, and move behind him to massage the kinks out of his back::

<Riddick>  ::winces and groans softly as the circulation comes rushing back to his arms and hands.  Pierce's hands work quickly on the knots in his back and he inhales and exhales deeply and slowly before leaning forward to unlock his feet.::  If it gets me outta here, Pierce...I'll play nice.  But if he tries to fuck me over and leave me here...I'll kill him...I swear to god I will.  ::whispered softly as he draws his legs up to rest his head on his knees, bowing out his back to stretch the muscles further::

<Methos> ::sitting on the floor behind the man with him between my thighs:: And if he does his part. ::stroking down his back to massage his spine skillfully:: You promise not to harm him?

<Riddick>  ::sighs and nods::  As long as you don't stop whatever the hell you're doing to my back, I'll promise anything.  ::He winces suddenly when Pierce hits a particularly sore muscle and tries to draw away::  Ahhh!  Easy! ::hisses::

<Methos> ::placing on arm on his shoulder to keep him still and working on the tender place:: Shh! Now, It’s not that bad you big baby. You’re alive and in relatively once piece. ::snaking around the hand on his shoulder to massage his pectoral muscle as I still work out the kinks on his back:: All in all not a bad day.

<Riddick>  ::clenches his jaw until the pain begins to subside under Pierce's hand and slowly allows himself to relax, inhaling for a moment when a hand begins to massage his chest.::  I've had better days.  And while I appreciate the massage...there's some other things I should take care of, if you don't mind.  ::tensing again when his mind remembers that the man's hand aren't the only talented body part he possess.::

<Methos> What things? ::innocently::  How’s your feet? You were on your toes for a while. ::I move around where I can place his feet across my crossed legs, taking one I begin to massage it:: You know anything about reflexology? By manipulating certain points on your feet I can stop or ease the pain even stimulate parts of your body. ::working an area below his 3rd toe with firm circles:: See this is your wrist. The blood flow has stopped. And I bet your not feeling much if any pain there right now.

<Riddick> ::watches as Pierce begins a thorough massage of his feet and is amazed when it does start affect and relax his entire body, until... ::  Hey, that's good, Pierce.  ::tries to pull his feet away::  I'm okay, really.  ::his voice is slightly strained and gruff::

<Methos> ::lets go of his feet and looks into his eyes:: What is wrong? I can work out all those kinks for you. At the least make you feel a little better.

<Riddick>  ::offers a tense smile::  The guard ain't here now.  ::locking his eyes with Pierce and hoping he gets the meaning::  So I'll just take care of it myself and rest until your friend comes back, okay?  ::slowly stands but has to grab the wall for balance before crossing to the other side of the cell::

<Methos>::lays down crossing his arms under his head and his ankles, tapping his toe against Riddick’s calf in time to the music in his head:: Oh by all means. Don’t let me stop you. ::laughs softly:: But can you sit to do it? If you cum and fall down, I will be nothing but a spot on the floor and a fond memory.

<Riddick>  ::eases himself down to the floor near the door and chuckles::  Happy now?  I swear it's a wonder your mouth hasn't gotten you into a helluva lot more trouble... ::he chuckles softly and wonders how much trouble that mouth has also gotten him *out* of::

<Methos> In trouble, Out of trouble. It serves me well. ::smiles and licks lips and looks at Riddick eyes then sweeping to his manhood:: Are you waiting for me to look away? ::smiles wickedly::

<Riddick>  ::reaches down to wrap a hand around his already hardening cock and begins to stroke slowly but firmly up and down the entire length::  I figured after your apparent disgust earlier, you wouldn't want to watch ::huskily:

<Methos> Oh you mean my not wanting to take advantage of a chained man earlier?
::watching his hand and not his eyes:: Yes I was disgusted he forced me to do that to you.

<Riddick>  ::watches Pierce watching him and uses his thumb to slowly spread the first drops of precum over the head while continuing the slow powerful strokes.  He notices that the other man's eyes are glued to his hand and smiles::  Take advantage of a chained man, huh?  So what are you telling me, Pierce?  You'd have done it if I hadn't been chained?  I thought the idea of being submissive to another would disgust you...I mean...I've watched you.  You're not weak or submissive.  You're an animal, just like me.  You're fancy talking doesn't change that. ::purrs the words out slowly, almost sensually, while never tearing his eyes from Pierce::

<Methos> ::dropping a hand to my quickly Harding cock, I use 3 fingers to stroke myself casually as I watch this beauty touching himself. :: Have I ever been anything but submissive to you? ::cocks a brow and laughs. Suddenly my mouth aches to be wrapped back around him, I compensate my putting my index finger in my mouth and sucking it. I am totally engrossed in watching his hand, but he asked me a question. Slipping my finger out :: I do not think it would have ever came up if your weren’t chained.

<Riddick>  ::arches a brow and nods::  Fair enough.  ::his eyes travel over Pierce's body, watching the man suckling his finger and remember what that pressure felt like earlier.  He quickens his hand and begins to breath faster, his heart rate picking up as the two of them perform for the other, each in an erotic display of self-confidence and barely leashed aggression and frustration.::  But I'm not chained now...am I Pierce?  Still afraid to approach me?  ::taunting the man with his gruff voice::

<Methos> Ahhh, my youngling, You think I am afraid of you? ::gracefully I slide to my stomach then my hands and knees crawling over to him, keeping eye contact. Licking my lips and moving a breath away from his erection::

<Riddick>  ::watches Pierce crawl towards him and hisses softly as he feels the warm air of the man's breath across the weeping tip of his cock:: Ahhh...I wouldn't say afraid...you and your guard friend seem to have a lot in common.  ::His hand never stops as he uses his free hand to reach down and tilt the man's head slightly so he can stare down at him before whispering the next words::  You both like to watch.

<Methos> ::smiles at him mischievously:: And you like being watched. Did you like the feel of my mouth? ::flicks tongue across the little slit quickly and savors the taste::

<Riddick>  ::slips his hand to lightly grip Pierce's hair and groans at the touch of his tongue::  I never said I didn't...::stills his hand briefly to regain a stronghold over his rapidly depleting self-control::  In fact, I remember saying that I wasn't complaining...until we were interrupted.  ::licks his lips slowly before sighing and resuming his rhythm::

<Methos> ::rocking back on my feet, I move his legs together and quickly sit across his thighs, stilling his hand with one of mine drawing it to place it on top of my throbbing arousal I wrap a loose fist around his and tease him to the point of climax, but not letting him achieve it.:: Tell me what you want. You want me to get you off quick like this? Or would you like to fuck my mouth, or me? ::looking into his silver eyes and licking my lips:: Anything you want.

<Riddick>  ::growls in frustration and grabs Pierce, pulling him closer with one hand while the other begins to stroke him quickly, teasing the tip and spreading the ever growing moisture around with smooth sweeps of his thumb.::  Anything I want, huh?  ::squeezes slightly before leaning forward until he's less than a breath away from Pierce.  Eye to eye, nose to nose, and then he speaks, smiling softly::  I think you know what I want...and I think you've wanted it to...since you first set foot in my cell.  So now I'm gonna make you say it...or we both go...unsatisfied.  ::rumbles quietly::

<Methos> ::still teasing him, I use my other hand to help him bring me over, spilling my seed on his cock. I moan deep in my chest, as I try to catch my breath.:: You want me to say what?:: I smooth it over his thick erection and slide up so I can reach around and ease myself down on him. ::That I want you in me?  ::Gasping in pleasure as he invades the first tight ring of muscles, then crying out as he pushes past the second to stroke the gland that makes me see stars.:: I want you. ::panted in his ear::

<Riddick>  ::watches as Pierce erupts, using the spilled fluid to lubricate him and then quickly move to impale himself.  The sudden motion makes him groan aloud and his hands move to grip the slender hips tightly, pulling him down hard against him and hold him there::  Fuck! ::growled quietly, before he uses his hands to urge the lithe body up before pulling down and bucking his own hips up, reseating himself deeply within Pierce's body::  All you had to do was say so.  ::He sets a bruising rhythm, fighting to hold off his orgasm just a bit longer::

<Methos>::using my muscles I push down on in strokes and grip him tightly on the out strokes, twisting and rolling my hips. Time seems to lose all meaning, and all I can feel is sensations carrying me on a magical journey of gratification. I ride him for what seems like years cooing, encouraging him to find release. I cry out to gods and goddess in an ancient language, I think I scream as one brutal thrust against my prostrate rips my climax out of me leaving me cling to his massive shoulders and trying not to weep in pleasure::

<Riddick>  ::groans and leans his head back against the wall as Pierce uses his body and muscles to stimulate and coax every nerve in his body towards pleasure.  The tightness of being gripped on the out strokes, the welcoming heat of the in strokes, and soon Riddick is panting breathlessly.  When he feels the convulsions of Pierce's orgasm around him, he wrenches his body free one last time only to thrust deep inside and erupt with him, shuddering and groaning, holding the man perfectly still as stream after stream jettisons from his body into Pierce's waiting one.  With a final sigh, his body relaxes and he drops his head forward to rest on Pierce's shoulder::

<Methos> ::laughs softly and nuzzles into Riddick’s neck:: I was never very good at denying my self pleasure. I have always been pretty vocal too. I had a master once wouldn’t even walk in the same hut with me unless I was gagged ::easing up and off his soften cock I still cling to his shoulders unwilling to break the contact yet::

<Riddick>  ::chuckles and sighs, closing his eyes and just trying to pull his scattered thoughts back together enough to communicate::  Master, huh?  I still don't buy it...specially after what you just did. ::leans back and settles against the wall, taking Pierce with him and not trying to move the man:: Not that I'm complaining mind you ::tilting Pierce so he can look him in the face::  I don't think I've ever cum so hard in my life.  ::said quietly::

<Methos> I wasn’t always the clever and cunning fellow you have in your hands now. ::laughs:: Took me a long time to learn the fine art of manipulation and escape and the exquisite pleasure of revenge. Took me even longer to unlearn some of them. ::kissing Riddick’s neck tenderly before I move and sit next to him, our arms and legs still touching:: But that enough Love talk for now, We can exchange friendship rings later ::grins and lays my head against the wall::

<Riddick>  ::laughs softly and moans when Pierce climbs out of his lap::  I've seen you manipulate people...and it's a sight to behold.  You'll have to teach me that trick one day.  Seems to get you whatever you want... ::turns his head to look at Pierce sideways::  I mean a guard helping two cons escape?  And some how you earned my trust...even after you shot me in the leg.  That *never* happens.  Who *are* you Pierce?  And why are you so interested in me?

<Methos> ::sighs and sprawls down the wall looking for a good resting position, looking down at the mess across both of us and crinkling my nose:: Because you are a exceptional piece of art. Perfection really. Intelligent, amusing, annoying as hell, but witty, not to mention a body that is to die for, trust me I have repeatedly. Also I have a Achilles' heel for art. ::laughs:: Try to clean up a bit, no sense in getting the boy jealous. ::moving away so I can wipe fluids off my body and down the drain in the center of the room::

<Riddick>  ::shakes his head and stands, mimicking Pierce's actions and wiping the sticky fluid off his body as best he can.  He looks up at Pierce and arches a brow::  Art huh?  No sense making the boy jealous?  I think you're the piece of work here, Pierce.  You change personas like most people change clothes.  ::laughs::  And as far as dying goes... ::steps up behind Pierce and breaths in his ear::  You didn't have to.  Now chain me up before the blond gets back.  ::moves to stand with his legs spread and starts locking his ankles into the shackles, casting a glance up at Pierce::

<Methos> No, Don’t. He will bring us back clothes, and others that will shackle and cuff us. ::grinning up at Riddick:: And you should never set such an appetizing plate in front of starving man. ::winks:: Hard to say if I could control myself after having a taste. Or maybe that’s what you’re hinting at? ::raised brow:: I think we still have some time. ::seriously:: Just don’t fight, let them cuff you okay. I won’t let anyone hurt you. If you believe in nothing else, believe that.

<Riddick>  ::stops what he's doing and stands::  You sound awfully sure of yourself, Pierce.  Care to tell me why?  ::arches a brow and crosses his arms over his massive chest::

<Methos> ::shrugs and settles down on the floor curling up in a ball to sleep:: Because he thinks he loves me. And as long as he thinks he does, I control him. I am the Master in his world now. I just had to submit to get the power. You wanted me to teach you a trick. ::looking up at him through heavy lids:: this is a good lesson. One that it wouldn’t hurt you to learn. If you are strong enough to bend, you can never be broken. ::smiles softly letting my eyes drift closed:: Also rest whenever the opportunity presents it’s self. You never know what the fates have planned for you strength later.