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

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<Johns> ::After getting a ship ready I bring down a few guards to cuff and shackle Adams and Riddick. I admit to taking a certain amount of pleasure in seeing Riddick gagged with the bit yet I try my best hide it. I tell them Pierce isn't the type to bite so he goes gag less. Going past the check points showing the right paperwork, telling the right lies. I seem almost numb until we get to the place I had stashed the gurney. Motioning for Riddick to get on first and having Adam's lay on top of him. I never put a sheet on corpses. I whisper they better play dead well. I tell the last checkpoint I have two for transport and wait for the transport vehicle to pull to the front before dumping them both in the back. I don't stop until we reach the ship. I pull them both out of the back of the transport and get them aboard the ship. I set course and don't speak to either of them until we are well underway. I unchain Pierce, I just look at him. I am exhausted and bone weary I really just want to sleep.::

<Methos> ::The boy seems to be in a state of shock when he unchains me, Big blue eyes stare blankly at me.:: Come on Lover, ::I coo at him:: Let's go lay you down and get some sleep. ::He lets me pull him into my arms and lead him back to the bunk area without a sound. I stretch out beside him for a few minutes and he is sound asleep. I move back to the front of the ship to unchain Riddick:: Well now, What have we here? ::grinning at the dark man::

<Riddick> ::tolerates the entire sickening display between Pierce and the guard without so much as a growl.  Now with Pierce standing in front of him, taunting him, the growl is back.  Deep and low, he glares at the other man, jerking his head and rattling the chains in a silent command to set him free.::

<Methos> ::moving to take out the bit:: There this may help. Did you want to say something? ::looking at him very bemused::

<Riddick> ::works his jaw for a moment, loosening the tense muscles::  Yeah, I wanted to tell you how much I despise sarcasm.  Now you gonna turn me loose?  ::rattles his chains again::

<Methos> ::dropping to one knee to unshackle his legs:: Temper Temper! ::smiling up at him:: Haven't you ever heard patients is a virtue? ::placing my hands on his hips I leaver myself up and look down at his hands:: I wonder?

<Riddick> ::rolls his eyes and sighs::  It might be a virtue...but do I strike you as being very virtuous?  And with your boyfriend liable to wake up and call you back any second, patience *isn't* a requirement.  And just what are you wondering about now?  ::soundly annoyed::

<Methos> I was thinking about what you said about a Duncan substitute. ::I tilt my head and look into his eyes:: I was serious when I said if that's what I wanted I would leave the chains on. ::licking my lips I consider briefly before unchaining his wrists::

<Riddick>  ::flexes his fingers to restore circulation and smirks::  Yeah well...what would loverboy say if caught you fucking the animal?  My guess?  He'd kill you, try to kill me, and I'd have the ship all to myself.  ::pauses for a moment and grins::  Wonder if he'd like to hear about what happened after he left the cell?

<Methos> ::chuckles:: He would try to kill me. That is hard to do, remember? ::narrows eyes and watches him for a moment:: Go right ahead, he is back there. Tell him.

<Riddick> ::settles in a nearby seat and props his feet up, eyeing the ship and it's contents::  Maybe I will.  Later.

<Johns> ::stepping into room:: Tell me what? ::looking from one to the other sleepily::

<Riddick>  ::swivels around to see the kid and a huge grin lights his normally menacing features::  Well speak of the devil and the devil appears.  Your boyfriend here was thinking you might be interested in hearing about--

<Methos> ::stepping up boldly to Johns, keeping his eye:: He was going to tell you how after you left us earlier, I came on to him, and in his weakened condition forced myself on him. I rode him for hours, then rolled over and got some sleep. I was considering doing it again. :: doesn't drop the challenge from his eyes:: But since your awake…

<Johns> ::swallows hard and looks at both of them again:: I see. ::looking down at Riddick's still bleeding wrist:: You want me to get the med kit? ::said quietly::

<Riddick> ::watches in disbelief as the kid just stands there and takes Pierce's brutal admission and barely flinches::  That's it?  He just told you all that...and now you want to fix my wrist?  ::looks at Pierce::  If he kills me with that med kit, I'm gonna haunt you for the rest of your unnatural life.

<Methos> ::glares at Riddick briefly then watches as Johns moves to get the kit and kneels down to gingerly fix the wound:: Why would he kill you? ::studying the blond closely:: He knows that would not please me. Don't you?

<Johns> ::trying to fix Riddick's cuts and bumps with out hurting him, he works as gently as he can, Once he patches up the wrist he cleans and tapes any cut he finds:: Do you want a pain shot? ::glancing up a pierce then back to hold Riddick's eye:: You seem to heal very fast. I thought many of these were much worse.

<Riddick> ::shakes his head slightly and stares at Pierce, studying his reaction::  Nah, I'm fine.  Thanks, kid.  ::lifts his wrist to glance over the bandages and gives a small smile of approval::  You didn't do to bad, either.  Who knew you were a stand up kind of guy.

<Methos> ::in a voice that bears no nonsense:: Go back to sleep Johns, you look very weary. You need to rest. ::watching him thoughtfully::

<Johns> ::shifts from foot to foot and blushes keeping his eyes on the floor:: I can't. I can't sleep alone. I mean once I fall asleep it is okay. But I can't…

<Methos> ::sits down in the co-pilots chair and swings around to face them both:: Riddick, go lie down with him until he falls asleep. ::watches Riddick closely almost daring him to say no after all he has went through to save his ass::

<Riddick> ::raises his brows and meets Pierce's look with a disbelieving one of his own, pointing a single finger at his own chest::  Me?  You're his true love, not me.  Who am I to get in the way of that?  No, you two go ahead...I'll be fine here.  ::crosses his arms over his chest::

 <Methos> I did not say go fuck him. I said go put him to sleep. Or does your ungrateful streak run that low you can't help him out? :: seriously thinks about killing them both, but schools his face to indifference::

<Riddick> ::growls and glares at Pierce, not liking the change in attitude::  Ungrateful, no.  Crazy, no.  I said I'd be civil.  I am.
I haven't taken the nearest sharp object and stabbed you both with it.  Don't push it, Pierce.

<Johns> ::walks back and sits on the bunk wrapping his arms around his legs and rocking back and forth::

<Methos> ::waits until Johns is out of earshot:: You have to go back there with him, now That I have said so. My command over him will waver if he doesn't believe that I am in complete control of this situation. We are still not home free. So try to play along. It doesn't cost you anything. ::looking at him earnestly::

<Riddick> ::grins and shakes his head::  Your control will waver?  ::stands and walks over to Pierce::  And how do you know what allowing you to "boss" me around will cost me?  You might try thinking about what it will cost *you*, Pierce.  You'll have to pay the piper eventually.  ::crosses his arms over his chest and looks down on the other man::

<Methos> ::smiles softly:: What ever the price, I will pay. ::standing up  rubbing myself across his crossed arms and chest like a cat purring:: We both know you’re the boss. ::reaching up and licking the tender part of Riddick's neck above the collar.:: I will make it very worth your while later. ::pulling one of his big hands into mine, I remind him just how pleasing my mouth can be, by using all the little tricks I know on his index finger::

<Johns> ::looks up as he sees Riddick in the threshold, surprise registers in his face, then fear, he swallows hard and looks past him to see if Adams were standing near by::

<Riddick> ::notices the kid looking over his shoulder and drops his head to conceal his smile::  Just me, kid.  Sorry to disappoint you.  Want me to go? ::looks up and hikes a thumb over his shoulder as he props in the doorway::

<Johns> ::shakes his head no and tries to speak, not managing to the first time he clears his throat and tries again:: No, please stay. ::bites his bottom lip and looks up at him with sleepy sad eyes::

<Riddick>  ::shrugs::  Whatever you want, kid.  ::steps into the room and walks carefully over to the bed, sitting down but not taking his eyes off the sleepy guard::  You look pretty beat.  Worried you were gonna get busted before sneaking me and your boyfriend out of Slam?

<Johns> ::swallows hard again and just nods yes, he moves to press himself to the wall so Riddick can lay down if he wants too:: Can, can we leave the lights on low? ::said softly:: Oh, I have your goggles, they are in the front in a duffel that has Johns stenciled across it. ::looks down at his hands::

<Riddick> ::quirks a smile::  You're not afraid of the dark, are you?

<Johns> ::blushes and looks up at him under a veil of long lashes:: Not so much the dark, as what's in the dark. ::He smiles almost too bravely to be believable::

<Riddick>  ::chuckles and stretches back, pillowing his head on his arms and staring up at the ceiling::  And what's in the dark, Johns?  You look a little old to still worry about monsters under the bed.  ::rolls to his side suddenly and props up on an elbow, whispering::  Or maybe you're worried about monsters *in* your bed?  That it?

<Johns> :: Again has trouble swallowing he lays down on his side facing Riddick both hands cupped under his cheek. Blue eyes never leaving silver, until they drop then quickly flash open to see if he is still there:: Will you stay with me for a little while? I am too tired to care about the monsters right now. 

<Riddick> ::arches a brow::  Too tired to care?  You better make sure you know who you're climbing in bed with kid.  Of course they always say keep your friends close and your enemies closer.  ::looks at the distance between::  I don't think we can get much closer than this, do you? ::whispered almost teasingly::

<Johns> ::closes his eyes, then opens them smiling brightly at Riddick, like he has just slipped into a different personality:: yuh huh! ::Singsong:: We could be on top of each other. ::wiggling over until he is pressed against the bigger man he sighs and squirms his face into his neck wrapping one arm lightly around his shoulder:: Like this.

<Riddick>  ::sighs and allows the blond to get settled the way he wants and patiently waits for him to get still again.  The sudden perkiness makes him wary and the voice in his ear for some reason makes him feel a bit uneasy.::  Why don't you worry about getting some sleep instead of how close we can get?  ::softly and evenly::

<Johns> ::sighs again and nods his head, his breathing already slowing down as sleep chases him, flipping over to squirm his back into Riddick like a spoon. Pulling down the hand the bigger man is propped on using at as a pillow he sighs and wiggles once more contentedly :: 

<Riddick> ::allows the kid to position him however will get him to sleep the fastest, listening intently as the other man's breathing slowly evens out into the pattern signaling deep sleep.  After he's sure the kid is sleeping and probably won't wake up if he's moved, Riddick disentangles himself and eases off the bed, glancing back to make sure Johns is sleeping before seeking out somewhere of his own to sleep::

<Riddick> ::tilts his head to look at Pierce::  Good boy?  How do you know I didn't gag him and kill him?  Might want to make sure before you go congratulating yourself on your *control* of the situation, Pierce.

<Methos> ::looks down shaking his head negatively and laughs quietly:: I was *only* worried I would have to kick your ass for daring to have sex with my property, Brother. ::looks up at him golden eyes framed by obscenely long lashes::

<Riddick> ::resumes his earlier position in the chair and grins::  And again I say...you don't know, do you?  ::pauses and then continues::  But I'll save you the trouble of checking and tell you I didn't.  Oh...and another thing ::lifts his feet to prop them up on another chair::  I'm not your Brother.  Not in this lifetime.

<Methos> Ohh, that is where you are right. ::slides hands behind his head and sprawls out in the chair starring at him serenely:: My True Brothers made you look like a Prat. ::grins:: But that was long ago. I had to distance myself.

<Riddick>  ::shrugs::  Whatever you say, Pierce.  ::mimics the other man's movements and lets his hands interlace behind his head, reclining into the seat and stretching::  I'm not gonna get into a pissing contest with you over who's the bigger bad ass.  Hell, I'm having fun watching you work the kid and *trying* to work me.  Still don't get why...but I'm sure I'll figure it out eventually.  I'm not as dumb as you may think I am.  ::smiles and watches the other man:

<Methos> ::smiles sincerely at him:: If I thought you were dumb, I would have never wasted my time on you. ::tilts head:: Your not dumb, your quite intelligent. A quality I admire. You just…::closes eyes and sighs:: You're just a victim of circumstance is all.

<Riddick> ::furrows his brow and throws a sideways glance at Pierce::  Victim of circumstance, huh?  Don' t think I've ever been called that before.  Care to elaborate or it one of those little secrets that you'll tell me when you want me to know?

<Methos> ::stands and stretches luxuriously before walking over to Riddick and straddling his lap, sitting across his thighs he looks up at him:: You were born, no one to raise you, in one bad scene after another, No mentor, no teacher, No one has ever really cared before have they? ::petting his broad shoulders down his arms:: If I could have found you as a child, I could have showed you things beyond your wildest dreams.

<Riddick> ::watches Pierce move and jerks his hands from behind his head to rest lightly on the other man's waist.  His face remains impassive, revealing nothing but a raised brow and a hint of amusement in his voice::  And what sort of things would you have shown me?  How to be a better killer?  So maybe I wouldn't have gotten caught?  Cause no offense, but you can't be that great at whatever you do, if you ended up in that place with me.

<Methos> ::shakes his head sadly:: No, I would have loved, cherished and protected you with every fiber of my being. These eyes ::gently touching his eyelids before moving to stroke his temples:: would have only saw the beauty. I would have shielded you from the dark as long as possible. But your not a child now, you have had years of negative reinforcement, that have trained you to act and react a certain way. I am not sure we can work pass that. But I want to try.

<Riddick> ::flexes his fingers and allows his eyes to flutter closed at Pierce's light touch.  After a moment he opens them, peering at this man with profound curiosity::  Loved?  Cherished?  Me?  Man if my own mother didn't care enough about me to keep me or at least take me to a decent orphanage, why should you?  ::shakes his head and looks away::  No, I'm not worth saving.  I wasn't then and I'm not now.  No point in denying it.  I'm not even a member of the human race any more.  I *am* the animal they've made me out to be.  One day real soon, I'm sure you'll realize that.  :: withdraws his hands and crosses his arms over his chest, the chill in the ship dimpling his skin into gooseflesh for a split second::

<Methos> You have a passion and a fire that draws me in like a moth to the flame. ::sweeping down to barely graze his full lips before rocking back and looking at him thoughtfully:: You can be anything you want to be. We are all born with a  cross to bear. Do not feel like you are worthless because you were abandoned. I found you, I have not abandoned you. So I deem you worthy. Thus makes it so.

<Riddick>  ::smiles a ghost of a smile at Pierce's brief kiss, the corners of his mouth barely lifting before resuming his usual look of nonchalance::  Those are pretty words from an educated man, Pierce.  You deem my worthy because I have a fire in me?  ::skepticism edges his voice before he sighs and drops the tone to a lower, huskier sound::  And here I thought it was because I made you hot... ::keeping the grin off his face but not out of his words.::

<Methos> ::smiles at him softly:: Honestly, I wish I hadn't. It would be so much easier to convince you I can love you and expect nothing in return if I hadn't have given in to temptation. ::raises a sculptured brown and looks at him:: What's done is done. But if it helps you believe, I will never make a pass at you again. I can not promise not to touch you. for I am a fool when it comes to dancing within the flame.

<Riddick> ::reaches out his hands to grip Pierce's hips and pull him tightly against his body::  Well you know what they say...::leans forward to whisper in his ear::  If you play with fire, you're gonna get burned.

<Methos> ::a full warm laugh echoes through the ship:: Yes, I have heard that before. ::licking his neck and settling onto the bigger mans body, like he was made to fit there:: Seems to me I remember generating a lot of heat with you at one point. ::whispered in his ear before I suck on the lobe gently::

<Riddick> ::groans and turns his head, nipping at the long neck bared to him.  He smiles and arches upwards, holding the other man tight against him, chuckling softly::  Hmmmm...looks to me like you're trying to do it again.  And I can't say that I'm complaining... ::trailing off as he bites a bit more firmly at the tender skin just under the edge of the other man's collar::

<Methos> ::easing back to remove the simple T-shirt I am wearing and too tug Riddick's off as well, I kiss and lick down his neck. Sliding to my knees on the floor so I can let my tongue and teeth continue their journey down his body. Biting at one nipple, then soothing the bite with a firm suction, only to move to the other side and repeat the processes.::

<Riddick>::allows his shirt to be pulled away and hisses as Pierce puts his talented mouth to use.  His hands tangle in the short dark locks, holding the mouth close but not painfully so..::  Not yet

<Methos>::looks up into his eyes:: Not yet? ::running hands up his thighs lightly caressing his manhood::

<Riddick> ::groans and arches into the touch::  What?  You want me to beg?  ::locking his eyes with Pierce::

<Methos> ::tilts head to the side:: You said "not yet" . I was wondering if there was a reason why I was waiting?
::dragging his tongue down to dip inside the waistband of Riddick's trousers::

<Riddick> ::licks his lips and fights for control::  I don't want you finishing this before it starts.
::hisses again as Pierce's tongue teases his skin::

<Methos> ::rising gracefully to my feet I extend a hand to him:: Lets get more comfortable? ::I reach to unclasp his pants::

<Riddick> ::stands and let's Pierce release the fastening on his pants, groaning as the cooler air bathes his naked skin.::

<Methos> ::deftly removing the rest of Riddick's clothing I take him in my mouth and suckle gently while removing mine.
Teasing the crown with a swirling motion of my tongue. Nibbling my way down his shaft I look up at him and smile mischievously::

 <Riddick>  ::begins to pant and growl as the warm mouth teases him::  Nnnnhhhh... Fuck!  Pierce...easy...
::fights the urge to buck against his mouth::

<Methos> ::sitting him back down in the chair I start at his ankles kissing, licking, nipping, and stroking every part of his long legs, each in turn, noting the warm and cold places. Leaving one hand to casually stroke his hard shaft and tease the tender head so he does not lose interest in my mapping out his bodies reactions. The thought occurs to me What would he look like pushed to the edge, would he moan and ask for release or would he growl and take it. I leave the mapping for later and wrap my mouth around him again. Working diligently with my tongue teeth and throat to bring him to the point of  but not letting him achieve climax.

<Riddick>  ::closes his eyes and focuses on Pierce's attentions to his body.  Each kiss or nibble sends shocks of arousal spiking through his body and then suddenly Pierce's mouth is swallowing him, massaging and torturing him.  The suction is so powerful and the stimulation so intense that he thinks at any moment he's going to explode but it doesn't happen.  He groans and arches towards that mouth, wanting that release above everything else.:: What game...are you...playing at now...Pierce?  You started this...ahhh...finish it.... ::breathlessly::

<Methos> ::my body stiffens as I realize I am being watched. I snap my head around to see Johns standing there, no shirt, thumbs hooked into belt loops, and sleepy blue eyes glassed over staring at me. It's those sleepy eyes that do me in every time. For a moment I am torn between staying here and giving pleasure or going to him and receiving it. My erection throbs painfully at the thought of the young blond under me. The pleasure of driving into that hot and Oh so willing body. I quickly look up to see if I can read any thoughts in my big jaguars eyes before I make a foolish decision:: If your going to watch why don't you come closer? ::indicating the chair I had just vacated recently with a tilt of my head::

<Riddick> ::snaps his head around to see the blond and looks at Pierce in confusion.  He stiffens and starts to pull away but decides not to and instead wonders exactly what it is that Pierce is planning now.  He schools his features and clamps down on his groans and breathing.  Riddick looks back towards the blond, his voice low and gravelly::  Sure kid.  Not like you haven't watched us before.

<Johns> ::cautiously walks over and takes a seat, glancing at Riddick. I don't want him to think I am challenging him but I have to ask.:: What does it feel like to be worshiped by a God? That's what he is you know, Dionysus grew bored sitting around Mount Olympus and has came down to meddle in the affairs of mortals and to grant us the pleasure of his company for a while. ::looks at Pierce in awe::

<Methos> ::chuckles softly as I continue to stroke and pet Riddick, positioning myself so I can keep an eye on Johns as well.:: Well someone knows his mythology well. ::glancing at the blond again. I could end this quick with Riddick and take the boy back to bed. Or we could all get involved. Swallowing the bigger man completely once before smiling up at him:: This could get interesting. What do you think?

<Riddick> ::bites down on the urge to groan aloud and instead closes his eyes for a moment to concentrate on being consumed in such a hot, moist place.  His mind reaches back to other places on Pierce's body that were hot and tight.  His body tingles and he nearly erupts at the visual.  Thankfully Pierce releases him at that moment and he reopens his eyes, schooling his features to that of mild curiosity::  Depends on what you and the blond had in mind.

<Johns> ::not looking at Riddick but at Adam's:: What do you want me to do?

<Methos> ::rocking back and sitting on my ankles I motion to Riddick's lap:: Take your cloths off. And kneel here. I want to watch you suck him this time. ::glancing up at Riddick::

<Riddick> ::tenses and sits up a little, eyeing Pierce.  He begins to growl softly not bothering to keep his anger masked at being shoved off on the blond.  Finally he shakes his head, the growl creeping into his voice.::  Oh no you don't.  You want to play with him that's fine.  I'll go get some sleep.  ::moves to stand up and get out of there way::

<Methos> ::stands up and turns to face the boy, laughing softly:: Come on Johns, let's go too the bunk. Seems a shame a big fellow like that is terrified of a pretty little blond like you. ::wrapping the boy up in my arms but still keeping an eye on Riddick::

<Riddick>  ::arches a brow and grins::  Good point.  Like I should put my dick in danger of getting bitten off just because you call me a coward?  Fuck you, Pierce.  Oh but wait...your little blond there isn't even man enough to do that for you, is he?  You *still* came to me.  And something tells me that after your boy toy there is all tucked and dreaming....::pulls up his pants and sits back down::  you'll be back.  And I...::props his feet up on the nearby wall::  will be right here.

<Johns> ::quickly backs away and moves into a corner sliding to the floor he wraps his arms around his legs hugging them tightly and lays his head on his knees::

<Methos> ::watches the boy curl up in a corner and throws an amused glance at Riddick before I let Death come out to play. Strolling casually over to the blond slapping him twice before dragging him to his feet by a handful of hair:: I don't recall telling you were allowed to walk away from me. ::cooed at him as I drag him over and throw him in Riddick's lap:: Good point? Fine then make yourself useful and hold him for me.

<Riddick>  ::doesn't grab the boy and instead pushes the boy into the floor and reaches down to grab the chains used on him earlier::  Hold him yourself.  I'm going to sleep.  ::gets up and goes to leave the main room, heading towards the bunks and to hand Pierce the cuffs::

<Johns> ::using the advantage of already being on the floor he quickly crawls past the two men on his hands and knees then scampers to the bunk area::

<Methos> ::grabs the cuffs and watches Johns run out:: Oh great! ::eyes narrow at Riddick:: You let him get away! ::accusingly::

<Riddick> ::glares back, his temper boiling::  ME?  You had him by the hair and let go!  Don't blame me for this!

<Methos> ME? I threw him to you and said hold him ::gives Riddick a little school yard push:: You let him go you Prat.

<Riddick>  ::growls and steps closer, shoving Pierce back against the wall::  Stop fucking call me that!  And he was fucking heavy, alright!  I thought you had him under "control"?  What happened?  Lose your touch?  Or are you scared of your little boyfriend in there?  ::gestures towards the direction Johns scampered::

<Methos> ::pushes him back harder:: Oh yes, what is he a buck twenty five soaking wet. I can see how he would be too much for a delicate fellow like you! ::tears the cuffs out of Riddick's hands:: I should you these on you. ::eyes turn almost amber as I study him for a second:: PRAT!

 <Riddick> ::steps closer and pins Pierce against the wall, his hand grabbing his wrists and pinning them above him::  If you think I'm so delicate you just *try* and put those cuffs on me.  ::grins wickedly::  I gotta tell you Pierce, you've got a fucked up sense of foreplay.  You keep many lovers with this attitude of yours?  ::pressing his still hard erection against the man and grinding against him::

<Methos> ::moans softly and relaxes in his grip, grinding back into him wantonly:: No, most of my lovers aren't big cry babies like you. ::smiles sweetly up at him:: We could have all been trembling in the after glow by now if you were not such a coward. ::said sing song sweetly while I bat my lashes::

<Riddick>  ::grins and grinds against him harder, delighting in the responses he's getting::  I think your cries and trembles are much better, Pierce.  ::leans close to whisper in his ear, his voice husky and rough::  Those soft moans when I'm inside you...  The way your whole body shudders when you come.  And you love it.  Admit it.  ::steps back and releases Pierce's hands.::  But if you'd rather I go entertain the kid, then I guess I'll have to try him out and see.  From what I saw in my cell, I'm sure he and I will have a lot of fun... ::arches his brows in a challenge::  Don't you agree?

<Methos> ::throws his head back and moans softly in ecstasy then in pain at he steps away.:: Perfect, you couldn't have had a open mind 15 minutes ago?  ::visibly relaxing into a non confrontational body posture:: You asked me if I was scared of him, remember? I'm not, I am also Not in the mood to have my head ventilated by those big guns he is fond of and could have stashed anywhere. ::shaking my head:: This is my fault. I will fix it. but we should be keeping an eye on that doorway there. ::sighs and moves to sit down in the pilots seat legs still trembling:: Oh I love it, make no mistake about that.

<Riddick>  ::laughs softly::  Well look at it this way Pierce.  If you'd have asked...I'd have said yes.  I'll leave you to take care of that and go make friends with the kid.  ::starts to walk towards the door and stops, turning back with a grin::  Oh and if you hear him moaning...don't worry...I'm *not* gonna be killing him...

<Methos> ::growls softly at him:: Good luck! God Speed! If he points something big and black at you duck!

<Riddick> ::calls back over his shoulder::  Well if he kills me, then you can have him all to yourself... ::walks off in search of Johns::

<Johns> ::stepping out of the shower drying off and wrapping a towel around his waist he sits on the bunk to dig through a bag for fresh clothes::

<Riddick>  ::leans against the doorway and watches with amusement::  Looking for a gun in that bag, kid?  ::softly::

<Johns> ::startles when he speaks turning he looks relieved it is Riddick:: Naw, just clean clothes. ::watching him warily::

<Riddick>  ::steps inside the room and approaches cautiously::  Take it easy, Johns.  I ain't gonna hurt you.  Unless you hurt me first, deal? ::locks his gaze with the blond, trying to ease the tension a bit::

<Johns> ::blinks and swallows:: Did he, he send you after me? ::chews on his bottom lip watching the big man::

<Riddick> ::smiles::  No.  You could say I taught him a little lesson about asking first.  ::sits down next to the kid::  Don't worry, he's sulking.  He won't be bothering us for a while.  ::looks critically at the still slightly reddened cheek::  You okay?

<Johns> ::reaches out and lays his palm across Riddick's arm without thinking:: You, you didn't hurt him? ::heart rate and breathing increase rapidly:: Should I go check on him? ::looks up completely trustingly into his eyes willing to go or stay which ever he says:: He didn't hurt you? ::looks Riddick over to make sure he is not hurt::

<Riddick> ::looks down and the hand and shakes his head::  I didn't hurt him...well, nothing that a little time alone with his right hand won't fix.  ::shrugs::  Go check on him if you like...but I'm fine Johns ::holds his arms up slightly::  See?  Not a scratch.  ::chuckles softly::

<Johns> ::smiles warmly:: No, he wouldn't hurt you. I know that. ::looks confused:: Did you want to sleep? Or want me to go? ::looks down at the floor:: I know you hate me. I just don't want to make you uncomfortable. Tell me what you want me to do ::softly::

<Riddick>  :sighs and shakes his head::  I don't hate you.  I just don't trust people.  Sooner or later everyone double crosses me.  And you don't have to go.  We can stay here...unless I make you nervous?

<Johns> ::shakes his head no and smiles:: Did you want to sleep? ::glances down at the bulge behind the fly of Riddick's pants and blushes before looking back through his bag quickly::

<Riddick>  ::notices where Johns glances and smiles at the blush::  Well I guess that all depends... ::huskily::

<Johns> ::shivers slightly at the rasping voice:: Sorry? Depends on what? ::looks up at him::

<Riddick>  ::reaches down and begins to toy with a corner of the towel::  On if you were planning on sleeping in this  ::looks up, face totally neutral::  Cause to be honest, I don't think either one of us would be doing much sleeping then.  It might come undone...and then you'd be naked.  And since I prefer to sleep that way...well you can see how that might make things hard.

<Johns> ::giggles and blushes again looking down the back up:: Then your over dressed to sleep aren't you? ::moving up and stretching out on his back he watches Riddick closely::

<Riddick> ::looks down and chuckles::  That I am... ::stands and slowly releases the fastener on his pants, kicking off his boots and stepping out of the material while maintaining contact with blond.  He stretches dramatically and grins::  What?  I got something on me?  ::looks down at his naked body and then back up at Johns::  Or you see something you like?

<Johns> ::licks his lips slowly and smiles:: very nice. Just something I like. ::tilts head and watches him thoughtfully::

<Riddick>  ::laughs::  And what is that?  ::crossing his arms and looking down with a smile::

<Johns> The view, Lovely in these parts lately. ::laughs and turns on his side facing the wall::

<Riddick>  ::chuckles and settles on the bunk, stretching and resting his head on his crossed arms.  He can feel the heat coming off the other body and just sighs, as sleep tries to take over::  Well the view wasn't too bad from the door of my cell, either. ::mumbles softly::

<Johns> Can I lay next to you like before? ::said softly::

<Riddick>  ::turns to the side and stares into those blue eyes::  You're not gonna get me all worked up and leave me like he did, are you?  Cause that's not what I'm really looking for.  You start this...and I'll finish it. ::whispers huskily with a hint of promise::

<Johns> I didn't get you worked up before. ::looks confused:: I know you don't want me, but I will take his place if he left you…::moves closer and lays a cool hand across his chest::

<Riddick>  ::inhales sharply and closes his eyes, forcing his breathing to calm::  Who said you didn't get me worked up before?  And who said I didn't want you?  ::opens his eyes slowly and stares at Johns::  No one orders me around.  That's the only reason I left.  I make the decisions.  Pierce is *not* my boss.

<Johns> ::moves closer and slides his hands over Riddick's chest down his stomach resting the pads of his fingers lightly on his lower abs.:: Is it okay if I touch you?

<Riddick> ::smiles::  Yeah...if you want.  ::reaches to grip the other man's hip::  As long as I get to do the same...::begins rubbing small circles with his thumb against the fair skin::
 
<Johns> ::presses my self against Riddick and moans shameless humping against his leg as I lean forward to lick and suck on one nipple as my fingers dance lightly over the bigger mans erection. Moving lower to softly massage the sac for minutes before feathering touches back up to spread a drop of pearly liquid across the crown before I bring the finger up and lick it off, while watching his eyes::

 <Riddick>  ::watches raptly and moans at the gentle manipulation of his body under Johns' hands.  He arches towards him, pulling his body closer and grinding against the blond's matching erection.  The feel is sinful and as he watches the kid lick the drop of precum from his finger, his body tightens and tenses with need.::  Well you've started it, Johns...now are you gonna shed this towel ::pulling at the material:: roll over and let me finish it? ::arching a brow as he struggles to hold on to his remaining control::

<Johns> ::moans at the suggestion and trembles as he takes the towel away and rolls on to his stomach making soft little pleading mews as he clutches the mattress as not to grab onto Riddick again:: Please.

<Riddick> ::shifts onto his knees and reaches down to his own erection, collecting a bit of the liquid still seeping from the tip and begin to run a finger down the cleft, finding and teasing the small opening with slow circles.  After a moment he begins to apply pressure, easing himself inside.  Slowly he begins to stroke in and out, preparing him for what's to come::

<Johns> ::thrusts back into his hand writhing in ecstasy gasping and imploring him to take him now he can't wait::

<Methos> See, I wouldn't let him put that in you. I know where it's been. ::leaning against the doorframe amused look in his eye::

<Riddick>  ::smiles and withdraws his hand, using it to stroke Johns' slowly across his back::  Well, if you're going to watch...why don't you come closer?  ::arching a brow as he throws Pierce's earlier words back at him::  After all...isn't this what you wanted us to do, earlier?

<Johns> ::bites his lip to keep quiet but can't seem to keep his hips from rocking back into Riddick::

(MISSING POST?)

<Riddick> ::grins at Pierce and watches the other man's eyes closely.  He can see past the amusement to the arousal still lurking there.::  When you sent me back here to lay with him while he went to sleep.  ::grabs his cock and uses it to stroke against the other man's ass, rocking his hips while his hands knead the flesh of the blond's hips::  Isn't that right, Pierce?

<Johns> ::can't control his moans:: Please, Oh  please, please fuck me. ::pushing back into the bigger man shaking uncontrollably::

<Methos> ::moves behind Riddick and softly massages his neck muscles, leaning down to lick his neck and blow hotly in his ear:: He just can't help himself ::whispered as I nibble on his earlobe:: Very sexy when he is all wanton like that isn't he. Make him beg some more, have him weeping for you to take him

<Riddick>  ::growls and urges Johns to his knees, his hands spreading the cheeks and continuing to rock against him, spreading the moisture that help make penetrating the blond easier.  After teasing only a minute more he grips his cock and presses the weeping tip against the opening, then reaches around to slowly stroke Johns' matching erection with strong, even tugs of his hand::  Why should I make him beg?  He didn't leave me with a raging hard on to take care of on my own.  ::looks at Pierce and pushes forward, forcing his way into the blond::  He rolled over and cut with the formalities.  Unlike you who tries to control everyone.

<Johns> ::cries out and forces his self back taking more in rocking and twisting his hips around Riddick's enormous member. Panting out thank you's and still pleading to be fucked harder as he thrashes wildly about under him::

<Methos> ::I laugh softly in Riddick's ear and say as I lick and suck my way across his shoulders and back:: You won't last long enough to even make a dent in that kids passion and we both know it.

<Johns> ::screams out in the throws of orgasm panting  and gasping but still meeting Riddick's thrusts::

<Methos> ::Chuckles softly as if my point has just been proven. I reach in between Riddick's thighs and gently give his ball sac added stimulus even as I work my mouth lower down the small of his back sucking and licking::

<Riddick> ::groans as Johns' body clamps down on his but resists the urge to give in to his own orgasm.  He continues to thrust hard and fast until the feel of Pierce's hand causes his self control to snap, and with a deep rumbling groan and one final thrust he stills.   His entire body soon begins to tremble as he erupts, filling the tight channel.  At last his body stops quaking and he pulls free of Johns'.  He stretches out on the bunk at last, his tired muscle pleasantly aching from the exertion::

<Johns> ::squirms against Riddick and places tiny kisses and whispered gratitude's against his neck and chest, rolling to straddle high across his waist so he can kiss and lick the other side of his neck and shoulder::

<Methos> ::massaging Riddick's thighs with practiced and gentle hands I work on the exerted muscles easing and relaxing them even as I lick and nibble all the hot spots I had mapped earlier. Slowly working my way up to his cock, I take one of his balls in my mouth suckling it gently, then suck in the other to do the same. Using controlled touches I work the sensitive skin just behind sac humming softly in encouragement::

<Riddick>  ::moans softly and squirms beneath the dual onslaught.  Despite all the earlier activity, he feels his body beginning to tingle as together, Pierce and Johns stimulate all the right places.  When he feels Pierce's mouth near his cock again, the slight softening rapidly disappearing as his body prepares to go again.::  Mmmmmm...I guess either you didn't get enough or Pierce is feeling left out.  ::opens his eyes to look at the two.::  Care to tell me which it is?

<Johns> ::giggles and looks down at Pierce then continues kissing and licking only this time with the intention of stoking his desires::

<Methos> I was feeling left out. Can I join the party? Please? ::pouts and smiles up at him::

<Riddick>  ::smirks and closes his eyes::  Please?  Now that's a switch.  ::chuckles::  Be my guest...I think Johns is looking for a little more attention...

<Methos> Can you keep him occupied up there please, I have more important matters to attend to down here. ::replacing my fingers with my tongue I swirl it around the tender area behind his balls, using one hand to massage the sac carefully I use my other to wrap loosely around his erection to tease it :: Maybe you can put him back on this ::gives his hardness a squeeze:: And let him ride a bit longer.

<Riddick>  ::moans and bucks against his hand, while squirming under the hot moist mouth, gasping:: If that's what he wants...he can do all the work...I ain't moving.

<Many hours later the trio lay crumpled on the bunk passed out in exhaustion. Silently Methos works his way to the front of the ship. He had taking advantage of the two times he had Riddick and Johns both away from the controls to re-set the course to land them on the nearest densely populated planet and pack a small bag of necessities such as credits and clothing. Re-setting the course back to the original destination, but on a 10 minute countdown. He dresses quickly, taking a small bag, turning on the message he had typed earlier and slipping out the hatch securing them both safely inside, watching the ship resume it's auto piloted travel before he disappears.>

<Methos> ::message blinking across consol::

The time has come, the walrus said, to speak of many things
But alas Time fails me. I must be away.
I had a dream or a vision, that a friend needed me.
I am off to make sure all is well.

I have no words to ease the betrayal to you my beamish boy.
Hate me for the liar and coward I have been with you.
Had circumstances been different, I would have stayed for the rest of your life.
I spared what time I could.

For you my Jabberwock friend.
I have so many words and so little time.
Fates willing, I will find you again to say all that must be said.
I have kept my promise to you,
I asked for one in return.
Remember it and hold true if you can.

Until we meet again and have time to discuss the cabbages and kings.
Eternally,
M