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Secrets
By : Chriscent
Category: M through R > Pitch Black
Views: 5037 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own Pitch Black, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. - Chapter List
I knew his secret. All his prisoners did. The ones lucky enough to survive transport with him. He wasn’t known for his kindness. and banked on the judicial system being indifferent to convict’s deaths while in custody. Most were wanted dead or alive anyway. So if the death wasn’t a direct result of capture what did they care? Gone was gone, the why of it was superfluous.
Drugs were his secret, and knowing it didn’t make it less of a problem. Restrained and at the mercy of a doped out merc was a death by starvation in the making. Yelling at him to get him to come around got you the bit and a beating.
And Johns knew how to beat a man. Sadistic in everything he did, he’d kick a guy full out in the crotch before he’d make a fist. If a con still had some fight in him Johns had ways of taking care of that too.
Worst case Riddick had ever seen, and he’d been happy it wasn’t him. Con as big as him, kneeling in a puddle of his own drool and blood was still trying to fight back, and still yelling. A couple hits of the billy club to his skull shut him up, but it was the fucking that broke him. Chained and unable to move, Johns sliced up the back of the guy’s pants, drawing blood and fucked him where he knelt.
The guy moaned some more after that until a few more swings of the club shut him up for good.
Johns was more dangerous than any con. That school boy face with a badge and a skewed view of reality.
A crash landing on a shit-hot planet brought out Johns’ pretty face. Hiding the drugs and pretending to be normal, his fellow survivors followed him like lost kids. Stupid. Couldn’t they see that wild look in his eye?
The heat made him sloppy, or forgetful. Riddick was the best at escape because he’d do things others wouldn’t consider. Popping shoulder sockets out was of little consequence if it meant freedom.
Planet really was hell though. Had to stay near them, and their bumbling search for escape. He was lucky the others had been around when Johns caught up with him. Couldn’t beat the prisoner to death in front of civi’s, might ruin the image.
Hungry sloppy fuckers in the dark. Riddick could have laughed at that one. Coming to him now. That pilot smelled tasty. Sweat bringing out the pheromones. She was ripe.
Sweating and jittery, he could see Johns needed a fix. Merc stood right in front of him and shot up. Hidden in the shadows to hide from the others, but since he had Riddick’s goggles he knew how well his prisoner could see.
The novelties did him in. That pilot sweating in front of him. The kid eyeing him like he was some dark hero. The taste of all their fear at knowing they were stranded with monsters worse than they’d thought.
Chained, he couldn’t stop Johns when he came at him. Merc was looking for something.
Steeling himself for pain, Riddick watched and felt the merc pull open his pants, freeing the erection that had been building. If he survived this he’d kill Johns.
But the heat that came wasn’t from pain. It was a mouth.
He didn’t make a sound, not wanting to provoke the crazy on his dick. He kept his head turned away, but let his eyes watch the head in his crotch. Johns was sucking him like he needed to, like he needed the sustenance.
It had been a long time, and even if Riddick were into guys, not many would be willing to surrender to the likes of him. He gritted his teeth as the hot slide of cum was wrenched from his balls and gobbled up.
Johns didn’t slow a bit, sucking him dry, and finally releasing him.
Checking over his shoulder that they were still alone, Johns tucked him in and closed his pants. Retreating to the normal safe distance he dragged a hand over his mouth. Adjusting his stance he looked down at his prisoner and then started talking like he hadn’t just sucked him off.
Knowing Johns’ secrets didn’t make a person special. It made you grind your teeth and swallow bile, and hope for an opportunity to turn the tables.
Riddick was the last con Johns got to freak on. And they said he was an animal.
Riddick got another hard on watching the merc die.
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