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<Johns> ::falling in step with the big guy walking down the street::
Whadda you mean strange? ::casting a sideways glance at him::

<Riddick> ::looks at Johns sideways and arches a brow::  Well you sure as hell ain't normal!
Normal people that are being hunted by other people who want to tie them up and I'm assuming KILL THEM
don't usually draw attention to themselves!  You ::points at Johns::  are glowing like a neon sign.
"Come get me I'm right here, Bad Guys!"  ::shakes his head::  That's strange in my book.
::keeps walking towards the ship yard::

<Johns> I, I, I, ::sighs:: Okay, but I don't think the sign says come get me.
More like open all night. ::smirks::

<Riddick> ::smirks at Johns and stops walking::  Really?  Open all night?
Well hell, maybe I should put you in a dress and sit you out on a corner in the red light district of this rock
and see if you can make us BOTH some money.  What would you think of that, Johns? ::waggles brows and grins::

<Johns> ::eyes narrow::  twat...Twat You say? ::cupping hand to ear:: I Cunt hear you. :
:looking up at Riddick innocently:

 <Riddick>  ::gives Johns a confused look::  Wait...I thought you preferred cocks to cunts?
Hmmmm...my mistake....::shrugs and resumes walking::  Guess I should have made you really work
for those beers when I had you where I wanted you huh?  Too bad...

<Johns> ::stops dead in his tracks then rushes to catch back up::
Do I come off like I am gay? Really? ::watches his feet trying to keep his face neutral::

<Riddick> ::shrugs::  You were rubbing your head in my lap, man.  And you were trying to shake hands with Rick, Jr.
That sounds kinda light in the loafers to me, Johns  ::turns towards the ship yard gate and scans a card,
causing a buzz before pushing open the gate and holding it open for Johns to step through::
If I'm wrong...so be it.  It don't matter to me either way.

<Johns> ::steps inside the gate, grinning at Riddick,  blue eyes sparkling starts ticking off reasons on his fingers::
And I am wearing boots, not loafers. I get bored easy. I cant help it if your considerable lap
took up most of the room under the table. Rick Jr was begging for it, your lucky I didn’t give you a hummer right there
::lifting other hand to tick off more reasons:: And I wasn’t that bad.
::nods like he has just made some important point and looks around::

<Riddick> ::dips his head in acknowledgement::  Alright fair enough... ::turns to walk away::
But I still say you're so flaming that I could toast marshmellows on you.
::walks towards a small ship and keys in an entry code::

<Johns> ::sputters following him:: Flaming? Flaming? Well I never! No really,
I never! ::smirks:: Well maybe once or twice...

<Riddick> ::nods:: That's what I thought.  ::motions inside::  Well here we are...home sweet home.
Our launch window isn't until about 10 hours from now.  If we're lucky you're "friends" won't be looking for us around here.
If we're not...well...I'll deal with that then.  ::eyes Johns::  I don't suppose you're a mechanic or a pilot?

<Johns> ::steps on board:: Nice Ride. ::smiles:: I can do both, 2 year stint in the army.
::walks around looking the craft over:: Oh, and the second time was just to make sure I didn't like it.
::looks up at Riddick and grins:: What needs fixing? Besides me?

<Riddick> ::steps on board behind the blond and rolls his eyes::  Nothing.  Yet.
But if we have to beat it outta here and get through a security lock down...we might sustain some damage.
Just wanna make sure if it's gonna get broke because of you...that you can fix what needs fixing.  Understand?
::trying to push past Johns and invading his personal space.  He pauses when he's pressed up against the kid and
looks at him directly when speaking the last word.::

<Johns> ::stands his ground but splays fingers out across Riddick’s pec's. Looking seriously but up at him from under his lashes::
I will take care of anything that happens because of me. ::slowly lifting head almost defiantly he squeezes Riddick’s chest::
Damn big guy, work out much? ::moves away to front of the ship::

<Riddick> ::chuckles and shakes his head::  You could say that.  Guess I'm victim of "only run when chased".
Just too damn bad that no matter where I go, trouble likes to chase me.  ::looks at Johns::  Or land in my lap...
::arches a brow::  so to speak.

<Johns> ::turns to look at him grinning:: Good thing that lap is big enough to seat a lot of trouble huh?
::tilts head:: So,  do we need to prep the emergency vehicle here? ::winks:: Or do you keep it ready to run?

 <Riddick> ::grins back::  I'm always ready to go.  No matter *what* the situation may be.
::turns and heads back towards the sleeping quarters::  I've got a bed back here...it ain't much.
but if you want it, it's yours.  Might ought to rest up before take off.  I can stretch out in the pilot's chair.  ::looks back at Johns::

<Johns> ::walks up to Riddick just out of his personal space:: I wouldn't dream of taking your bed.
I will sleep in the chair. ::smiles his most charming smile:: You go get some sleep, I will take first watch.

<Riddick> ::smiles::  maybe I didn't make myself clear... *You* sleep first...still not sure if I trust you yet, Johns.
::steps forward and glares down at the man::  Am I coming in clear now?

<Johns> ::giggles as Riddick glares at him:: Yes Sir! Loud and clear! ::snaps off a salute::
I will go to your bed right now. ::leans up and kisses him on the tip of the nose and runs to the sleeping quarters giggling::

<Riddick> ::widens his eyes and turns to watch the blond disappear into the back of the ship::
What the hell have I gotten into? ::whispered to himself::

<Johns> ::spotting the shower he quickly strips and steps inside, lathering up with a delicately scented sandalwood soap::
Mmmmm, nice, Good Taste Rick. ::unable to stop himself he breaks out in a song his baritone voice carrying through the ship::

<Riddick> ::hears the water come on and Johns singing and creeps towards the back of the ship::  What is he doing *now*??

<Johns> ::lathering his shoulder length locks with the soap he rinses quickly the water making singing impossible
he gives it up for the privilege of breathing. Standing under the warm spray he presses his forehead against the wall ahead of him,
squeezing his eyes shut, letting the water ease some of the tension out of his body::

<Riddick> ::sneaks through the sleep quarters and pulls open the shower door, coming face to face with a naked, wet man.His eyes travel up and down once before meeting Johns eyes and smiling::  Well I know you sing in the shower.And I know that ain't your gauge...so you *must* be happy to see me.  ::chuckles::
But I don't remember saying you could use my soap.  So now what am I gonna do with you?

<Johns> ::startles when Riddick speaks, pulling himself up to face him not a bit self conscience:: You scared me!
::glares at his eyes aglitter with accusation then laughs:: Nice soap too! ::sheepishly::
Do you mind? Wanna do my back for me? ::smiles sweetly::

<Riddick> ::crosses his arms over his chest and studies Johns face, smiling and dripping water::
Well now that depends...I wash your back...you gonna wash mine?

 <Johns> ::laughs softly:: Dem's Dee rules right? You Do me, I do you?
::stepping out of the shower to kneel at Riddick’s feet, unlacing his boots::
But I can't wash your back if your fully clothed.

<Riddick> ::looks down and shakes his head::  I was right...flaming.  But I can't say I don't appreciate the treatment.
::lifts each foot in turn so that Johns can remove his boots::

<Johns> ::looks up at him and blinks blankly:: Flaming? ::frowns a little and looks away thinking for a few long seconds::Hmmmm. ::looks back at him and smiles then stands up and deftly pulls Riddick's shirt off:: Want me to get the pant's?::with out waiting for a reply, he worries the clasp free::

<Riddick> ::nearly loses his balances with the abrupt removal of his shirt and reaches down to still the hands busily working on his pants:: Wait.  Just wait.  Why are you doing this, Johns?  You think you owe me something?  What's going on with you? ::slightly suspicious::

<Johns> ::looks at the hand covering his and doesn't look up:: I was thinking ::chews on his bottom lip for a minute:: I was thinking we are running out of hot water. ::looks up at him and smiles::

<Riddick> ::releases the hand and lets his pants drop, stepping out of them::  If you're sure... ::whispered::

<Johns> ::taking one of his big hands in mine leading him into the shower stall like two children
out to find some type of mischievousness to get into:: Am I sure I want you to wash my back? I said so didn't I?
::smiles innocently::

<Riddick> ::chuckles::  Then hand me the soap, blondie.  ::stepping under the spray and letting the water bead down on him. He pulls off his goggles and hangs them on a nearby hook, blinking slowly against the tiny drops of water on his lashes::

<Johns> ::giggles:: No, You first. ::soap in my hands starting at his shoulders,
slowly building up a good lather as I move down to his flanks to stop washing at the small of his back::
I may have started at the wrong spot. ::dropping to my knees behind him,
I lather first one foot then the other, working my way up his legs::

<Riddick> ::jumps slightly forward and presses himself against the front wall,
closing his eyes against the rhythmic movements of Johns hands::  I-I-I don't know what to say...
::stammers slightly and sighs::  well...except you missed a spot...::looks back at Johns and grins::

<Johns> ::lathering my hands more and kneading his thighs as I wash them.::
Wow, great thighs. ::stopping my hands just below his groin:: Did I miss a spot?
Oh your chest, how thoughtless of me! ::stands up careful not to press my body into his,
I reach around and massage/wash his chest::

<Riddick> ::reaches up to where Johns hands are touching his chest and slowly moves them down to his groin::
No...I was talking about this spot.  You wanted to meet Rick, Jr.  Well here he is.
Shake hands...or didn't your mother teach you any manners? ::teasingly::

 <Johns> ::pulls away and looks at him with mock horror:: God, Rick! If I didn't know *better*
I would think you wanted me to jerk you off or *something*

<Riddick> ::turns in the shower and grins::  Oh I could do with something, alright.  But if you're not willing
I'm sure I could go back to the bar and convince one of the barmaids to help me out.
It'd be a little...::grins:: *hard* to get back there...but I *could* manage it.
::steps forward and presses Johns against the back of the shower::  I believe it's *my* turn now...isn't it?
::reaches for the soap and begins to lather up his hands::

<Johns> ::smiles and turns around pressing against the wall:: Trying to make me jealous with all that talk of bar maids? ::glancing over my shoulder at Riddick:: I am sure you would have no trouble convincing any of them.
I mean just look at you. Big, strong, sexy. ::licks lips:: Did I mention sexy?

<Riddick> ::begins a deep massage of Johns shoulders and smiles, slowly working the muscles beneath his fingers and letting his hands travel down the lithe curve of his back::  So...you think I'm sexy...good to know, Johns. Remind me *not* to drop the soap in here...you might get a little slap happy...

<Johns> ::giggles, then really giggles and tries to climb the stall wall:: That tickles!
::finding the walls could not be climbed I turn and try to climb Riddick::
 ::all Riddick sees and feels are long soapy limbs and frantic clawing until I finally stop,
legs around his waist clinging with both hands on the top of his oh so sexy head::

<Riddick> ::chuckles and looks up at Johns, holding on to the slippery bundle carefully::
So I'm guessing you want to be on top?  Is that what you're trying to say?

<Johns> ::sliding down Riddicks body to stand pressing myself against him, arms wrapping around his shoulders:: Was there a doubt.. Paltrone.

<Riddick> ::eyes Johns carefully and reaches back to turn off the chilling water::
Then let's take this some where less damp...I'm not real fond of slipping in the shower and breaking something I might need later on. ::reaches out to brush a few wet strands of blond hair from Johns face::  okay?

<Johns> ::turns and licks the closest finger brushing away my hair:: Oh, No, no, no. I wouldn't want you to break anything *I* might *need* Later. Lead on Platrone. ::giggles and nips playfully at his neck::

<Riddick> ::reaches out a hand to grab one of Johns and carefully leads him from the shower.
He pauses to grab a towel and playfully dries his hair before mopping up the rest of the dripping water on both their bodies:: ::moves to toss the towel in the shower stall and looks at Johns::  You keep saying Paltrone...wanna tell me what that means?

<Johns> ::grinning impishly:: Paltrone, It is old Spanish.::wraps arms around Riddick’s waist pressing our lower bodies together arching my erection against Rick Jr.:: It means ::looking into his eyes my breath catches for a moment, I have to look away, so I drop my head to lick at one of his nipples sucking it in before looking back up into those silver pools:: No hair up there ::softly thumps his head. grins boyishly and moves back to look him up and down taking in every inch of his beautiful body, my erection twitches in appreciation:: Or It means all air up there ::thumps his head harder and runs to the bed diving in giggling with glee::  I get them confused at times ::said into pillow::

<Riddick> ::stands naked, open mouthed and gasping at the fair headed tease that has jumped into his bed.
He finally manages to regain some control and walks to the bed, pulling back the covers and drinking in the sight of the man.:: Why don't we stick to Rick for now?  Maybe later we can discuss nicknames, okay?
::reaches out a finger to trace a line down Johns chest from his collar bone to his navel::
Now, why don't you tell me what brought on this sudden change in attitude

<Johns> ::arches into the touch:: What change of attitude? ::smiles boyishly:: Isn't this what you want?

<Riddick> ::stretches out next to Johns and traces a finger up over the smile on his face::
I didn't say that.  ::laughs softly::  But one minute you're hot and the next you're cold, kid.
Don't want you thinking this is how you gotta pay me back for saving your ass...
::lets his hand drift from the smile to said ass and grips it lightly, brushing his erection against Johns'::

<Johns> ::looks at him seriously:: I will do what ever you want. ::moving my hips to met his trying to find friction::

<Riddick> ::slips one leg between Johns' and pulls their bodies closer together, grinding slowly against the other man and watching his face for a reaction::  How's this for you, Johns?  Have I spooked you yet?  ::whispered, huskily::

<Johns> ::grins at Riddick using strength and speed I try to keep well hidden I flip us over
pushing his hands above his head:: Are you trying to spook me?

<Riddick> ::arches a brow and smirks up at him::  Me?  No...not trying to.. :
:snakes a leg up and uses that for leverage to reverse the position and pin Johns to the bed::
But I'm impressed by your strength, kid.  I guess appearances are deceiving in your case...
::flexes his hips and grinds against the man again::  Now I know you said you wanted to be on top...
but that didn't mean you could control me.  Now if I let you go...you gonna try that again?
Cause I can go grab your clothes and throw you out now.  I don't do power struggles.  ::looks seriously at Johns::

<Johns> ::licks his lips and gazes up at Riddick eyes dilated with desire:: Do you really want to let go of me?
::rolling hips into him franticly:: Or would you rather keep a hold of my wrist?
::raising up so I can lick a trail from his neck to his shoulder sucking it hotly::

<Riddick> ::growls and rocks against Johns again, leaning in to bite lightly at the strainging muscles in his neck:: Let go?  No.  Fuck you?  Yeah.  But...::pants::  I don't know if you'd want that, Johns.
::pulls back to give him a smoldering look::  Then again...I've been wrong about you before.

<Johns> ::whimpers as I push into him harder :: Make me take you in my mouth ::whispered breathlessly:: Please make me.

<Riddick> ::stills his movements and looks deeply into Johns' eyes::  Make you?
Uh uh.  I don't force anyone to do anything.  If you want it...then take it.

<Johns> ::panting:: I want it, please.. Please just grab me by the head and skull fuck me. ::trembling:: Please

<Riddick> ::growls and rolls away, sitting up on the side of the bed and shaking his head before standing
and going to grab Johns' clothes.  He tosses them towards the man on the bed and scoops up the towel,
wrapping it around his waist.::  I think we're done here, Johns.  ::whispered hoarsely::

<Johns> ::takes a few deep breaths and stands up dropping clothes on the floor,
I hesitate only for a moment walking over to Riddick and reaching for his hand:: Can we talk? ::looking up at him shyly:: please?

<Riddick> ::shakes his head and smirks before turning to look at Johns::  Why?  Look...I don't know what you want, kid. But it's obvious I ain't the bruiser you thought I was.  I guess you figured I'm just some brainless brute with a lot of muscle. Well maybe I am...but I'm no rapist and I *don't* force people...men or women...to do what I want unless they're trying to kill me. I do what I do to survive.  That's all.  If that's what you're looking for...someone to boss you around in bed...::turns away:: then you need to look for somebody else.

<Johns> ::I move around Riddick so I can see his face. I afraid I have really fucked this up, I know the fear is shining in my eyes, but I make no attempt to mask it this time:: I never thought, ::swallows hard:: Any of that about you. I am so sorry, please give me another chance?

<Riddick> ::looks at Johns and sighs::  I dunno, kid.  Maybe this was a bad idea.
Hell, you're scared to death.  I can see it.  Smell it, even.  So why push yourself?  Why not just go find some nice,
soft woman and let her take care of this? ::moves a hand to rest lightly against his cock and locks his eyes with Johns'::

<Johns> ::blinks:: I just want us to be okay. ::sighs and moves to sit on the bed reaching for my pants.::
I just wanted to talk. I wasn't asking you to give me another chance to fuck you. ::I know my eyes are floating, I also know I won't cry. I try to stop the trembling in my hands as turn over the pants in my hands staring at them like they could tell me what the hell is wrong with me::

<Riddick> ::runs a hand over his face and rolls his eyes towards the ceiling before walking over to where
Johns is sitting and kneeling in front of him, stilling his hands and holding them::  We're okay, Johns.  Really.
::sits down beside him and lifts a hand to Johns face::  You wanna talk...that's fine.  We'll talk.  ::smiles softly::
But no more water, okay?  ::runs a thumb lightly over one eye::  We may drown.
::grins at the man and hopes the joke isn't too much::

<Johns> ::smiles and shakes head yes:: Worried about drowning are you?
::grins impishly before sprinting to the bathroom to grab the soaking wet towel laying in the
bottom of the shower and stalking back out to eye Riddick warily::

<Riddick> : ::laughs and lays back on the bed:: Oh GOD not that! Can't you be serious for more than 2 seconds, Johns?

<Johns> ::pounces on top of Riddick straddling his hips, I slowly start to ring out the towel on his chest::
Careful there, *you* may drown!

<Riddick> ::inhales sharply as the cold water drips onto his chest and tries to wrestle the towel out of Johns' hands:: Gimme that, clown!  ::rolls and shifts until they are back in the same position with Riddick on top of Johns with his hands held above his head, the wet towel still clenched firmly in both their fingers.::  I'm getting a sense of deja vu here, kid. Still wanna talk?

<Johns> ::grins wickedly holding Riddick’s eye:: De Ja WHO? I thought we were alone here.
::bites lip bottom lip trying not to laugh at my own stupid joke:: Why you call me a clown?
::I let go of the towel and snake one hand around the bigger man to rest in the small of his back::

<Riddick> ::lets go of Johns' other hand to rest his weight on his lower arms and smiles down at the blond man::
We are alone.  And you...::leans forward to brush a quick kiss across his lips:: are a clown.
Nuff said.  Hell, kid, you shift gears on me any faster I'm liable to get whiplash. ::chuckles softly and stares into his blue eyes::

<Johns> ::eyes widen a myriad of emotions flicker through them:: That was nice. ::whispered,
I wonder if he will even grasp what I am talking about, I doubt it since I am not sure myself::

<Riddick> ::smiles slowly and whispers::  Yeah?
::licks his lips and lowers his gaze to Johns' mouth, then looks back up again::  Want me to do it again?

<Johns> ::licking my lips mimicking him, my heart, stomach , and what was that.. my kidneys?
All jump in anticipation:: I think so. I have never really kissed anyone before. I may suck at it ::frowns::

<Riddick> ::chuckles softly::  Well you know what they say...practice makes perfect...

<Johns> ::smiles:: I thought they said, Never look a gift horse in the mouth. Unless it is big enough to hold a small army ::leaning up so I can press my lips against his, just the touching of them sends tiny sparks running down my spine::

<Riddick> ::moans softly and lightly flicks his tongue against Johns firm lips, begging for entry.
He reaches up to wind his fingers in the tangled strands of Johns' hair, slowly massage both the man's scalp
with his hand and mouth with his lips.::

<Johns> :: opening my mouth to timidly touch Riddick’s tongue with mine, at first touch someone set off fireworks in my head, melting into his body I cup one hand around his neck stroking softly, but knowing I will use this hand to hold him still if he tries to pull away now. Pulling him impossibly closer with the other hand on his back::

<Riddick> ::senses the relaxation in the other man's body and begins a slow, rhythmic rocking of his hips,
keeping their bodies in total contact from chest to groin as much as possible.
He teases and darts his tongue briefly into John's mouth, outlining the perfect row of teeth before nibbling at the other man's lower lip::

<Johns> ::moans softly into Riddick’s mouth:: Oh god.::my hands suddenly no longer want to be still I start to explore everywhere I can reach. Feeling the texture between soft skin and hard muscle.
Across his back, down his sides, over the small of his back, to cup his ass. Kneading the muscles
there while pulling him into my me harder::

<Riddick> ::moans and lifts his head to stare down at Johns::
Nnnnnnhhh...God ain't got nothing to do with this, kid.  You keep on and you're bound to get a entirely different education.

<Johns> ::licks his lips:: Maybe you should take me to school. I do seem to need a little educatin’

<Riddick> ::uses one knee to shift the other man's leg apart and settles between them, l
etting his raging erection slip and slide against Johns' equally hard cock.  He arches a brow and grinds
his hip hard against the blond, no longer hiding what he's got on his mind::
You sure you *want* to know, kid?  Cause once we start...I don't think I'll be able to stop...
::growling softly and leaning to nibble across his collarbone::

<Johns> ::shaking my head yes:: But I want...::looking away shyly::

<Riddick> ::bites down on a nearby shoulder and mouths against the skin...:: What?  What do you want, Johns?

<Johns> To breath with all my lungs you heavy bastard::grins impishly::
Can I be on top for a while? ::pouts pretty up at him::

<Riddick> ::laughs and rolls them so that Johns is on top and reaches down to flex his hands
around the blonde’s hips, keeping their groins firmly pressed together::  Better?

<Johns> ::moving out of his grasp to sit back on my haunches over his knees:: Mmmmm, Much better.
Just look at you. You are breathtaking. ::running my hands across his massive chest down to his hips::
Think I can shake hands with him now? ::looks into his eyes under a veil of soft lashes::

<Riddick> ::peruses Johns with a slow, leisurely look and smiles when he reaches Johns' eyes::
I think that's the best idea you've had all night, Johns.  Be my guest.
::licking his lips and grinning, watching for the man's next move::

<Johns> ::feathering touches along his ridged shaft letting the pads of my fingers memorize every vein,
every contour. I feel like I have been doing it for hours, I briefly think I should look up to see if he is enjoying it as much as I am, looking up:: Umm, Rick? Did you hear that?

<Riddick> ::closes his eyes under Johns light touch and focuses just on feeling the man's hands.
He barely raises his eyebrows when Johns speaks::  Hmmmm?  I didn't hear anything...

<Johns> Shhh!! Listen. ::leaning forward until my ear is next to his beautiful cock, my hair spilling across it like a blond waterfall:: He said he wants me to give him a kiss. ::looking up at Riddick nervously chewing on my bottom lip waiting for permission.

<Riddick> ::groans and grins::  Mmmmmmmnnnnnnnnnnnnnn...kid, I'm telling ya.  You're killing me.
::looks down and runs his fingers through the blond hair, pushing it out of the way::
But if he says he wants a kiss...who am I to say no?

<Johns> ::grasping his shaft firmly,  stroking it up rubbing my thumb across the sensitive head
and back across on the down stroke, Doing this quite a few times, I milk out more of the pearly drops that
are forming before swooping down to tease the tiny swollen slit with my tongue::

<Riddick> ::arches into his hand and sighs, darting out his tongue to moisten his suddenly very dry lips.
His breathing becomes more shallow and when he feels that first bit of warmth from Johns' tongue, teasing him, he growls softly::

<Johns> ::wrapping my lips across the top of his cock sucking just the head into my mouth massaging the
under side all the way around with my tongue I hum appreciatively at the salty taste::

 <Riddick>: ::smiles and fights the urge to buck into the kid's mouth. He maintains light pressure on Johns' head, rubbing it in synch with the movements of the other man's mouth on his cock::
Don't think...I'll be able...to take...too much more...::pants softly::

<Johns> ::slipping it out of my mouth I look up  to see if he is watching me, while I worry the most sensitive spots with my tongue:: Rick? I think I made him mad. I think he wants to spit at me.

<Riddick> ::smiles and shakes his head::  Actually I think he wants to get to know you a little bit better.
::arches a brow to see if the meaning strikes home::

<Johns> ::lowering my mouth around him until my nose is pressed firmly against his pelvic ridge
I contract the muscles in my throat milking him for all I am worth. Then setting into a rhythm I fuck my mouth
with his hardness until I feel he is ready to explode, pulling away so I can pant against the leaking head::
Do you think he will still love me in the morning?

<Riddick> ::laughs and reaches for the man, urging him to come lay beside him while panting and trying to regain his control:: I think maybe you better slow down.  Otherwise it's bound to be a very short night.  ::smiling::

<Johns> ::resists long enough to swoop back down and swallow him whole again,
encouraging moans, trying to coax him into spilling in my mouth::

<Riddick> ::grips Johns shoulder and half sits, propping up on an elbow to watch while desperately trying to hold back his orgasm. Carefully he urges the younger man to release him, panting::  Easy...we've got... all night...

<Johns> ::looks up into his eyes:: You don’t want to..It wasn't good enough...::trails off looking confused::

<Riddick> ::smiles and shakes his head::  Nah...::sighs and clears his throat::  You were actually too good...
I just wasn't ready for this to end.  Hell I've seen women that couldn't do the job you just did.  Color me impressed, Johns.

<Johns> ::I smile up at him and move to his side:: Color you? Hmmmmm. Interesting. Have any strawberry jelly?

<Riddick> ::throws back his head and laughs, the earlier urgency easing slightly::
I think we'll save that for another day, Johns.  Anything else I can do for you *besides* allow myself to be decorated with food items?

<Johns> ::Smiles softly:: Lay back down and let me finish worshiping you?
::realizing I may have said that out loud I look around for the quickest escape route in case this gets ugly.:

<Riddick> ::arches a brow and smiles back::  And if I decide that I want to do a little worshipping of my own?
::shifts to his side and props up on one hand to look at Johns::  Would you let me?

 <Johns> ::looks confused:: yes?

<Riddick> ::looks at Johns and smiles::  Yes?  Or you're not sure?

<Johns> ::gazing at him for a few seconds:: Rick? I think I was going to cum just by sucking you while ago.
Do you think that makes me really flaming? ::blushing I look away, afraid of the answer::
I’m afraid if you touch me, I will embarrass myself.

<Riddick> ::reaches out to tilt Johns head back where he can look into his eyes::
Then I guess I'll have to get you worked up again... ::leans forward and brushes a kiss across his lips
while his hand drifts lightly down his chest to tentatively grip the blonde’s erection::

<Johns>::I Moan and deepen our kiss trying to drink in as much of his mouth as I can.
Moving his hand away from me, before I really *do* drown him, I reach to pull him back on top of me.
Breathing is highly overrated anyway::

<Riddick>::settles on top of Johns, letting his hands roam from the other man's chest, to his sides and finally
down to his hips, lifting him slightly so that he's closer to the place he really wants to be.  His tongue battles with the blond's, slipping and sliding against one another in a delicious duel.::

<Johns>::I buck up against Riddick. I am so close, but I want this to last. Maybe that is what he was talking about earlier, finally breaking away from the kiss, I feel like I should at least warn him:: Rick..I..I.. ::panting::  Don’t think I can take much more.

<Riddick>::leans back to settle on his knees between Johns' legs and smiles,
reaching out to lightly trace the other man's straining erection.::  It's alright, Johns.  If you like it...and it feels good... then cum.  Let me see you.  ::wraps his hand around the blond's weeping cock and begins to stroke,
firmly but slowly and with the purpose of bringing him to his orgasm::

<Johns>::grabbing his wrist with both my hands pulling his hands away:: Wait a sec..wait..
How come I couldn’t get you off first? ::wrapping my long legs around his waist I use his hands
and body to pull myself to sitting across his lap, our hard shafts pressed together::

<Riddick>:::groans and closes his eyes briefly before looking up at Johns and snaking his hands around
to grip the younger man's firm ass::  Because I told you, Johns...I want more than some hand job or blow job.
I think you know that.  Just like I think you know that this position leaves you pretty open and vulnerable
to what I've got in mind.  ::lets his fingers drift to that small opening and tease it lightly::
Now if you cum first, it'll be easier...unless you want to stop? ::searches the blue eyes for a reaction to his words::

<Johns>:: Arches back into the hand lightly teasing me:: You want to fuck me Rick?
::Pushing him on his back while kissing him, Finally breaking the kiss so I can look down at him
while leaning back so that his hard cock is stroking between my ass cheeks:: Wouldn’t it be better with me on the top?

<Riddick>::grips the mans hips with his free hand and presses the other more firmly against the tight ring
of muscle hidden there.  His breathing is harsh and shallow and his silvery gaze can't stop drifting to Johns' proud cock::  Nnnnnnnnhhhhhhh...Johns...be careful...::growling through his clenched jaw as he struggles to maintain control of himself::

<Johns>::losing all patience with the cat and mouse who’s gonna fuck who first, I reach around and grasp
his cock pushing his hands out of the way to tease my opening with the head spreading a little pre-cum there.
I look at him and smile then I literally impale my self on him when I slam back. The pain is incredible, ripping through my guts to my balls, until I spill all over his stomach, I can only imagine the almost-dry entry was a bit painful for him, but I can’t seem to care:: Will you just shut up and fuck me already? ::
I Gasp out as I lean forward to bring him almost all the way *out* just to slam myself back on him again::

<Riddick>::growls loudly when he's suddenly swallowed up by the other man's body.
The heat and tightness is unreal and despite the pain of the dry entry, Riddick feels himself harden even further,
gripping the man's hips and lifting him up only to slam back inside almost roughly::  Fuck, Johns! Nmmmmmmmmnnnnnnnnnnnhhhhhhhhh...slowly!  I want to savor this!  ::rotates his hips while inside the man,
searching for the spot that will make it as pleasurable for him as it is for Riddick.::

<Johns>::dragging my hands over his shoulders to tease at his nipples pinching and pulling softly as
I roll my hips up and down over him franticly, every in stroke hitting my prostrate I know I will be screaming,
crying, or singing in a matter of seconds:: Fuck slow, we can go slow later.. right now I need you…
I Need you to fuck me!

<Riddick>::arches his back and begins to piston his hips up into Johns.  He moves one hand to draw the blond's mouth down to his and forces his tongue inside, exploring and devouring while his cock stretches and fills the other man.  He can feel his orgasm building quickly, his nerves tingling and the sac beneath his cock starts to tighten and draw up slightly preparing for the explosion that's about to occur.  Breathlessly he pulls away::  Is this what you want Johns?  To be fucked hard like this?  Huh?  ::panting::

<Johns> "Do we" :: I gasp and grab my hard on tightly around the base to try to stop the wave burning its way up:: "Have" ::gasping as I try to met his thrusts:: "Have to" ::I realize there is not stopping my self now and let go surrendering to the whirlwind that sucks me into my self then throws me out like I am nothing more than a ship on a huge wave, spurting wave after wave I collapse on top of him biting his neck softly until I can catch my breath:: "Talk this to death?" ::the last part breathed in his ear::

<Riddick>::growls in his ear and bites down thrust up one last time as he feels Johns' body clamp down on his cock and begin to erupt.  All too soon Riddick's own body follows and he begins to spurt hot jolts of liquid deep inside the man, his entire body trembling from the forceful orgasm as he collapses finally, sweat soaked and out of breath::  Not if...you don't...want to...

<Johns>::licking his neck I wonder if I should move, or at least slide off him, but I dread that moment of feeling empty and alone.::You were FAN-FUCKING-TASTIC! ::I blow the words hot in his ear::

<Riddick> ::chuckles and nips at the closest ear, whispering::  You weren't too bad yourself there, Johns.  ::his tongue sneaks out to lick up the entire out rim of his ear, blowing in it softly and holding the man tightly, waiting for that moment when his body will soften completely and slip free.  He takes a deep breath and sighs.::  Mmmmmm...I haven't cum like that in *quite* a while.  Too long, even.

<Johns>::nodding in agreement It strikes me I forgot something, eyes widen in horror as I push up so I can look down at him:: Oh My God! I forgot to ask you something.

<Riddick>::looks up confused::  Forgot to ask me what? ::reaches out to brush the sweat damp strands of his hair from his eyes so he can look directly into them ::  What's wrong, Johns?

<Johns>::sliding away, moaning softly at the loss of him in me:: I can not believe I did that. ::sitting on the edge of the bed I hide my face in my hands moaning softly:: I am so stupid!. ::slumps over to hug my knees to my chest:: So stupid.

<Riddick>::sits up slowly, despite his still quivering and complaining muscles and reaches out to place a hand on the back of Johns' neck::  Hey, Johns, what's going on?  Just tell me, okay?

 <Johns>::looking up at him seriously:: I forgot to use  birth control! What if I get pregnant? I am too young to be a mother. ::grins at him wickedly and grabs the pillow and smacks him with it::

<Riddick>::growls::  Why you little...!  ::grabs the pillow and tosses it aside, launching himself at the blond and tackling him, pinning him to the bed::  I hope your insanity isn't contagious, Johns.  Some folks think I'm psycho enough as it is. ::grinning::

<Johns>::giggles:: Hey! does that mean you won't marry me if you knocked me up?

<Riddick>::shakes his head and chuckles::  If you end up pregnant...Not only will I marry you...but I’ll take you on some exotic honeymoon to a medical laboratory for research testing! ::smiles:

<Johns> ::snuggles against him then looks down and grimaces:: You need a shower! You nasty!

<Riddick>::looks down and nods::  True...you gonna wash my back again, Johns?  It might get kinda lonely in there...and you don't exactly smell like roses yourself, pal.

 <Johns> What are you trying to say! ::kisses his chest as I get up and make my way to the shower:: It's your fault I smell this way. ::grabbing the bar of soap I step to the side waiting for Riddick to get in first::

<Riddick>::heaves himself off the bed and tilts his head to watch the blond walk away for a few moments before moving to follow::  And I didn't get this way all by myself, Johns...after you...::gestures to the shower::

<Johns> ::steps in and turns on the shower, once it is the right temperature he pulls Riddick in front of him, dragging the bar of soap across his chest and belly::

<Riddick>::sighs and tilts his face up into the spray of water, closing his eyes and letting his hands follow the path of Johns' across his chest::

<Johns> Feel good? ::rubbing the bar of soap lower it slips through my fingers and pings of the wall to land in-between our feet:: Hey Rick ::smirks:: Wanna grab the soap for me?

<Riddick> ::throws his head back and laughs::  Oh I'm not falling for that one, Johns...no way! ::whirls and presses against Johns, forcing him up against the shower wall...:: but if you're seriously ready for another round...I think we could find a way to satisfy you ::waggles his brows and grins::

<Johns> ::lifts brow:: So it's like that huh?

<Riddick> ::kneels down and retrieves the soap, lathering his way back up Johns' body until he's back eye to eye with him::  Is this better?  ::using his soapy hands to *thoroughly* clean Johns groin while grinning wickedly::

<Johns> ::looks up at him eyes dilated:: I forgot what the question was. ::running my hands all over his body finally snatching away the soap to lather my hands so It will be more like washing and less like just feeling him up::

<Riddick> ::uses his hand to form a loose, soapy fist and begins to stroke and massage the man, dropping his head and stepping in closer to nibble on his neck::  mmmmmmmm...me too...

 <Johns> ::moans and moves away to rinse off, holding open my mouth under the spray, I drink then the last mouthful I hold in my cheeks and turning to look at Riddick I slap both cheeks and spew him with the water. Giggling I jump out of the shower and grab a towel::

<Riddick>::spits and sputters and quickly rinses off before ending the shower and grabbing his goggles::  He grabs a clean towel and dries efficiently before pulling on his pants and staring at Johns::  You ready to sleep for a bit before we take off?

 <Johns>::grins:: Sure, you gonna stay up?

<Riddick>::shrugs:: maybe...maybe not...

 <Johns>::suddenly feeling underdressed wader to the bed room and pull on my trousers and shirt:: Okay, what ever you wish. ::grins and moves to the co-pilot seat in the front of the ship, sprawling out::

<Riddick> ::follows Johns and stretches out in the pilot's seat::  You okay, kid?
Any regrets? ::looking over at Johns::

 <Johns>::gazes up at him thru lashes and sleepy eyes:: Just one

<Riddick> ::smiles and pauses in pulling his goggles on:: What's that, Johns

<Johns> ::shifts uncomfortably in the seat and smiles boyishly:: That I would have been patent enough to grab some kinda lube…::giggles:: And Not a word about I tried to tell you!

<Riddick>: ::chuckles and pulls down his goggles::  Next time, kid.  There's always next time.

<Johns> ::eases out of chair and cuddles up in Riddick’s lap laying my head on his shoulder:: Promise?

<Riddick> ::stiffens slightly but smiles and ruffles his damp hair:: Yeah...I promise. ::huskily::

<Johns> Regrets? ::Whispered against his neck::

<Riddick>: ::softly::  None.  You?  Other than the lube thing? ::chuckling::

<Johns> Well I do have a big regret::sighs and snuggles into his chest::
I am wishing I could get pregnant. You may have to try again..::giggles and nuzzles his neck::

<Riddick>: ::places a hand in the small of his back and kneads the muscles there::
I'll try as many times as you want, Johns.  but if you end up pregnant...we're gonna be rich

<Johns> ::snores lightly in Riddick’s ear::

<Riddick>: ::chuckles and lets his eyes drift closed, slowly letting sleep claim him as Johns light snores lull him to sleep::  Sleep well kid.