Contessa says (deathiskind) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2016-05-19 16:47:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, elaine mallory, riddick |
Who: Elaine ssadabsiannataz & Riddick riddickr
When: Evening
Where: Elaine’s place
What: Catching up after a few days
Rating: R - its Riddick, and Elaine and goodness Riddick is his own warning. NSFW is probably best.
Elaine sat outside in her garden completely oblivious to the world around her. Dark eyes staring at the ground, at the thorn wand and amulet sitting tangled at her feet. She hadn’t expected to find them there, even though she’d dreamed about them before. It was something else entirely to have them appear on her nightstand. One of her kittens had been playing with the amulet which had woken her up.
She reached down to carefully untangle it from the wand and held it out to examine it. A heavy sigh spilled from her lips, she could feel the power in it, the weight of the memories attached, the ties to the man who wasn’t here who was only in her dreams, and the memories of the legends. She didn’t like any of it, the only man she needed around was Riddick. Wild, unpredictable, and moved in and out of her life with the ease of an animal.
She liked that about him and it made her feel safer. Nothing would harm her here, not with him around. Even when he wasn’t here, his presence was left behind and not much came to find her. The dreams seemed to be at bay for a bit too, it was kind of a nice change of pace. Elaine got to her feet after carefully putting the necklace on, settling the amulet between her breasts, resting against her sternum, cold and practically humming with magic.
She left the wand on the log she was sitting on and moved to tend to her garden. She dug weeds out with the focus of someone avoiding their thoughts, and she wasn’t sure what had her mind so tangled up that she didn’t even hear Riddick approach. She hadn’t set her wards up, so they didn’t let her know he was here either.
Elaine jumped when she felt the presence, and spun, a lightning spell at her fingertips. Uncast it fizzled and sparked, making her shake her hand and brush her fingers together, a tingling racing on her skin. “Hells bells.” she muttered.
***
"Think those exist?"
Riddick didn't mind being a part of the world where humans outnumbered him 6 billion to one single digit. He liked being one of a kind. No one else like him in all the world. They could talk about uniqueness for hours -those psychologists or shrinks or social workers- but none of them could ever understand the way Riddick did because none of them were like him. People liked to consider themselves unique.
They didn't really want to be unique. They only wanted to think they were different. It was part of some lie they had to tell themselves to believe they were special.
Special was different from unique.
Semantics.
Semantics were such a human concern.
"Bells in Hell? You think they have those there? I'm not sure I believe in Hell. If there is one? I'm doubting I'm welcome there. Definitely not welcome in their Heaven either. Pretty sure they got nothing and nowhere to put me in the afterlife any more than they got a place for me here and now."
Riddick didn't belong anywhere. He made himself at home with Elaine because Elaine felt as if she were home for him. There was a comfort to be found in her presence he couldn't find anywhere else. The witch treated him kindly. Riddick had never sought out kindness in the past, but he found he liked it coming from her. She was---good. A pure, natural kind of good radiated from Elaine which Riddick hadn't encountered in another person before.
He liked her kind of unique.
"I missed you. Out wandering. Did you miss me?"
~*~
Elaine grinned a little, then shrugged. “In my dreams there are worse places than Hell, but there is one. Who knows about here. I'd like to avoid both, I think.” She smiled a bit.
He got no pity from her, her kindness was genuine. She'd taken a liking to the unique man who had entered her life. She knew Zee did not approve but she found herself caring a little less than she should.
Riddick was good to her. Good for her. He was someone who she should fear, he was the embodiment of those who'd hurt her in the past, while being nothing like them at the same time.
She was never so glad to be proven wrong in her life. She thought she'd sworn off men, given up hope, but he proved her wrong every time she saw him.
Elaine rested a hand on her hip. “What would you do if I said I did indeed miss you?” Storms flashed in her eyes, dangerous and a smile danced on her lips.
*~*
Dancing with the devil was the fastest way to wind up in Hell if the rumors were true. Riddick knew he was no angel which meant playing with him? Daring him? It was every bit as dangerous as throwing oneself into a salsa with Satan. He was willing to dive into any waters around his witchy woman no matter what kind of threats lurked there.
He liked storms.
"I'd offer to give you a kiss hello. If you're willing to really admit you missed me? I might fuck you right here in the dirt. We could say we're practicing planting seeds except I don't think you need to worry about that with me."
Riddick wasn't entirely certain he could breed with humans. There was the possibility of it. His body looked human. It reacted the way a human male body would. For years, Riddick had passed for human to the people who had tried to keep him alive when he'd been a boy with no family to do it.
"I can admit I missed you. Seems fair you can do the same."
~*~
Elaine grinned a little as she stretched her arms up over her head and relaxed. “I’m willing to admit I missed you. I did a lot, actually.” she smiled at him, her head tilted a little to the left. “I think I’d like that, though you wouldn’t have to worry about that either way.” because Elaine wasn’t dumb, she had been terrified after her kidnapping and had gotten an IUD just because the idea scared her.
She liked having the storms in her eyes, she liked the wildness that lived beneath the surface of her skin. She liked that it responded to Riddick’s own brand of wild. It gave her hope that she could still live. That life wasn’t dead to her just yet.
“It’s nice to hear that you missed me.” she purred as she rested her hands back on her hips to look at him, a smile curling her lips. She hadn't been sure he knew how to miss someone like her, but she was really glad he had.
His company was the best thing she had here.
~*~
Predators who were considered apex predators -the top of the food chain- tended to leap onto prey rather than pounce. There was nothing about an apex predator in action which made one think of kittens or even large cats stalking in the Savannah. Riddick took Elaine to the ground without thinking about what kind of consequences she could dole out. She could hurt him, strike him with lightning, cast a spell to turn him into a fucking toad.
He'd get the pleasure of feeling her underneath him first though and that was what mattered.
Seizing her mouth with his own, Riddick thrust his tongue between her lips, fucked her mouth the way he wanted to fuck her pussy right there in the dirt. His hips ground against hers. Riddick grabbed her right leg to push it up. Elaine could handle it. She wasn't some fragile little thing, some butterfly who'd lose the ability to fly if one brushed her wings.
"Spread your legs. Do it. No one's around. Not for miles. No can hear. No one can see. Just you and me."
He nuzzled his face between her breasts while pushing at her top, trying not to be too rough with it. Women were particular about their clothes. Some women were---or most women as far as Riddick knew. Elaine didn't seem struck on her wardrobe. That hardly meant she'd let him tear her clothes off to fuck her in the dirt.
"I want you naked. Think you can make that happen before I tear your clothes off?"
~*~
Elaine didn’t flinch as he took her to the ground, she twisted so she didn’t land on any of her plants. She hit and stopped, grinning wickedly up at him as he looked down at her. She was tough, in body and mind, so she didn’t mind the force that he pushed his lips against hers, her own tongue battling his for control of the moment. The whole thing made her heart pound faster.
One leg up, shifting to do so with ease. Then both shifted to spread and wrap around his hips. She grinned as he nuzzled her breasts, fingers moved his at the hem of her shirt, peeling it off her frame before he tore it, but not taking pains to avoid tears. She didn’t care. Clothes were clothes. She could fix them or buy new ones. They weren’t precious things.
She didn’t give him a verbal reply, instead, she made it easy on the both of them and whispered a few words in some other language, using magic to remove their clothes. Of course it was more decay them away and not save them. But she didn’t mind and if he did? Too bad. Fingers wrapped around his shoulders, digging into his muscles. The air a little staticky around them.
Elaine pulled her head up to his and whispered against his ear. “Show me how much you missed me.” before nipping at the tender flesh there.
~*~
"Tricky witch. I love it. I love the smell of you. Ozone and heat and all woman. I want to bathe in your scent while I mark you up with mine. We're the top of the food chain. You know that, don't you, Elaine?"
Riddick relished the feeling of her hands grasping at him, her fingers sinking deep into his muscles. Her grip was good enough to make him wonder if she'd leave marks. They wouldn't last. Marks never lasted long on his skin thanks to his nature. It would be worth it, something to hold onto when she got tired of him, told him to leave. He sucked a bruise into the long column of her throat, fluttering his tongue against her pulse in time with the beating of her heart.
She had used her magic to remove their clothes. Riddick wanted to know what else she could do with it.
He raised up onto one arm, trailing his free hand down the center of her body until he cupped her sex with his thumb poised above her clit. Women were such sensual creatures. They could have pleasure, experience it, in ways men could not. Riddick moved his mouth down from her throat to latch onto one pebbled nipple, giving a hint of teeth to her as he sucked before moving to the other to give it equal attention.
"I could make you come right here. Like this. Sucking at your tits while I feel your cunt under my hand. You make me want to rub myself raw beating off to the thought of you setting us on fire while we fuck. Do you want me to make you come like this first? Or do you want me to feel it around my dick when you do?"
Riddick nipped her earlobe with his teeth before whispering, "Lady's choice."
~*~
Elaine groaned at his words, a deep breath brought his scent to her, with the hint of ozone of her magic. It was a heady scent that made her tingle. She let the weight of his words settle on her like a cloak. “Oh, I don't know, you are certainly, but I?” She didn't think she was strong enough to be top of the food chain.
She didn't care she couldn't leave marks that lasted, she was giving it a good try though. Elaine was tough, and had strength she didn't even realize. She stretched under him and the air crackled as she let a little stored magic loose. Her rings were full and she wanted to store the energy, so she spent some.
The air crackled and sparked as she lost focus. His fingers against her cunt and his lips on her nipple made her mind wander to other, more important things than her magic. The mention of fire made her skin crawl, bad memories from the dreams. But she shoved them away before letting out a contented moan.
“Never fire, never fire. Lightning is my specialty.” She shuddered under his lips, fingers digging, getting a good grip. Then she moved, fast as her favored element, rolling him to his back, sliding to settle atop him.
“How many times can you make me come around you, do you think?” She purred out, knowing she couldn't keep him pinned long without using her magic, but enjoying the moment anyways.
~*~
Tame was not something Riddick would ever be. He could be docile when he chose to be, for someone he wanted. Elaine could have him. Riddick rolled obediently at her urging. He would have never mentioned fire if he'd realized she feared the flames, hated them, didn't want them even as they haunted her in both her waking and sleeping lives. Elaine deserved him to try to be better.
"No fire. Never fire. I got you, witchy woman."
Riddick adjusted his grip until he could circle her clit with his thumb, rubbing the hard nub until he could feel her desire soaking his fingers. He could have pushed two in. Three. Elaine was no virgin though she was as tight as one. It wouldn't be the same if he did that though, would it? He'd be going back on his word and Riddick never went back on his word in this world or the other.
Flicking his thumb across her clit once more, Riddick moved his hand away to instead rub sticky fingers over her nipple, "Usually? They ask me to stop after the third. I think you're heartier. You might make it to five before you give in. Me? I don't know if it's ever enough for me. I'm not hungry for you, Elaine. I'm starving. That makes me dangerous. You want to feed the beast? You're on top. Use your pretty little hand and put me inside you. I'll give you everything you've never had from a man."
~*~
The flare of panic subsided. Words easing the terror so lodged in her being her reaction was almost always visceral. Harry had burned the place down with her inside. She'd been caught in a fire as the enemy overtook the platoon she'd been embedded in. Both worlds made fire a thing of terror.
But she'd not turned him into shocked ash, so she'd not lost it. Elaine recovered from the shadow of bad memories quick, he deserved her full attention. He would scare the bad memories out. She wasn't worried.
Elaine spent so much time abstaining from sex, she was practically a born again virgin. Abuse then a bad run had left her actively avoiding sex. The one man before Riddick had made her almost swear off it and men forever. But Riddick had stalked into her life.
And it was easy to ignore her thoughts on the topic when he was working her into a fine tizzy. Elaine looked down at him, a wicked little grin dancing on her lips, a glint in her eye.
“I must not let you starve then, Riddick, let's see just how much I can sate your hunger.” She wasted no time sliding her hand between them and guiding him inside her. She wanted to feel him. Every inch.
~*~
"You'll strike me like lightning. I know it. Just know I'm prepared to accept the shock."
Riddick drove his hips forward as soon as he felt Elaine take him in hand. The head of his cock breached her body with only minor resistance which made him think it'd been some time for her. There hadn't ever been the smell of another man on her. How long had it been since she'd accepted a man into her body? Into her life?
It felt as if it had been a long, long time.
"You're so fucking tight. I'd believe you were a virgin if I didn't know better. Can you take it?"
Their bodies slid in the dirt as he pumped into her. Riddick couldn't raise his voice above a low growl. Men had been known to piss themselves with fear at the sound of his voice in that state. He didn't go slow with her. Elaine wouldn't want him to be some kind, gentle thing. She was a wild creature herself. They weren't meant to be tamed even by one another. His lips fastened onto hers as he stopped her talking to instead see if he could pound the shape of the two of them into the earth forever.
~*~
Elaine winced but made no move to stop. She wanted him as much as he did her, a little pain was nothing. She snarled a reply, daring him to think she couldn't handle it. She was determined.
Well over a year now. It'd been a very very long time then once then nothing for over a year.
“Try me and find out” she managed before she let her body do the talking for her. She dug into her reserves, fingers reclaiming his flesh under her nails as his lips demanded hers. Words weren't necessary any more, not right now. Right now was all about the flesh.
Everything else could wait.
~*~
A brutal storm raged between them -Riddick thought he'd heard some song stupidly mention seeing what would happen when a tornado met a volcano and, for the first time, he understood the reference. They were two very different forces of nature, neither one more powerful than the other, each equally destructive on their own while together?
Together they could destroy the Earth. Wreak havoc on civilizations. Form a new world order in the aftermath of their combined destruction.
Riddick pulled Elaine to him, fingers digging into the small of her back while his other hand wrapped tight around the back of her neck to hold her in place so he could taste her life's breath in his mouth as he stole it right out of hers. His cock was buried so deeply inside her when he came he was surprised she didn't taste it. The sound he made as he lost control, grinding his hips against hers, feeling her body clench around him as he emptied his lust into her, it wasn't human, wasn't animal of any kind to ever walk the Earth, wasn't anything born to the Milky Way galaxy; Riddick made the sound of the last survivor of a dead race from a forgotten planet, a lonely, terrible sound muffled only by Elaine's lips as he kissed her for the sake of finding salvation.
~*~
Elaine rode the storm out like the witchy woman she was - not shying from it in the least, instead embracing it and letting it race through her veins and crash over her skin. She had no care in the world except for the force of nature that was Riddick.
Together they were powerful, alone they were too, but together? It was a power she hadn’t felt in a long, long time and it was delicious and intoxicating. The world could end around them and she’d find a way to rebuild it just to destroy it all over again.
Elaine had never felt quite like this - his fingers on her skin were strong and exactly where they needed to be, her heart was racing a mile a minute - she practically heard the air crackling around her. Her lips sought his, devouring them, letting him steal her breath while taking his in return. There was nothing except salvation in that moment.
Her body hummed, her lungs forgot how to hold air, and she was still trembling in the aftershocks of her own climax she had nothing to say. There was no need for words, in the end. She was going to feel that in the morning, in the next few hours, but what did it matter? She felt wonderful and she could handle that again.
Elaine was happy to let nature close around them. No one would disturb them, no one would bother them, even the animals knew to stay away and let them soak up the moment for as long as they needed.
It was a good day after all.
~*~