If It Were Done When 'Tis Done…

If it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere well
It were done quickly. If the assassination
Could trammel up the consequence, and catch
With his surcease success; that but this blow
Might be the be-all and the end-all here,
But here, upon this bank and shoal of time,
We'd jump the life to come. But in these cases
We still have judgment here, that we but teach
Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return
To plague th' inventor: this even-handed justice
Commends the ingredients of our poisoned chalice
To our own lips.
-MacBeth - William Shakespeare

Riddick looked up from the shiv he was carving as the cortex chimed and grabbed for it hastily. He'd rather Kitten got to stay sleeping a while longer. Hitting the button to open the channel he blinked, "Mrs. Niska… wasn't expecting to hear from you so soon."

"Truthfully I hadn't anticipated the need to wave either," The older woman smiled slightly. "Though I did wish to thank you for the relatively smooth operation of the last job you two did for me."

"Just needed Kitten's genius brain and good timing is all," Riddick smiled in return. Stealing information hadn't really been any more difficult than stealing cash, just a slightly different set of parameters.

"Oh is that all?" Mrs. Niska chuckled, "Well as soon as she duplicates herself I'll offer her clone a position. I could use a genius brain."

"Where I'm sittin' yours ain't exactly slouchin' along." Truth, the older woman was a criminal genius. Ruthless yes, and occasionally cruel if it became necessary, but business was everything, first and foremost. And a long-term view of what was profitable and what wasn't gave the woman a unique perspective. And a deep appreciation of their own skill set.

"How is she?" Mrs. Niska's near motherly concern for Kitten never failed to surprise him. She'd taken an interest after Luna's mercs had come after them and done a bit of research of her own. Once the mercs had been dealt with and they'd dropped off her courier, Mrs. Niska had invited them in for a meal and laid out everything she'd learned about them.

She'd gone all out, in both respects, and what she'd learned had been surprisingly thorough. Some blank spots as would be expected, not everything being a matter of public record. But she'd known River had escaped from Blue Sun's Academy, that Riddick had escaped as many slams as he had shivs, nearly, and most interesting of all, that Riddick was Furyan. She was certainly taking a risk, considering the nature of the two people from which she'd stripped away all masks.

Also interestingly, she'd told them flat out that she had no interest in blackmailing them or forcing them to work for her when they didn't want. "My motives for informing you of my knowledge stem from the hopes that you will not feel the need to conceal your abilities from me," She'd regarded them with steady eyes. "I think you'll agree that finding reliable people is difficult. And for a woman in my position, it becomes increasingly difficult due to the nature of my business. To find two people willing and able to fulfill their contracts without undue fuss is…rare. I would rather we all be comfortable and honest with each other. I believe it will make for a deeper understanding and an easier relationship."

Kitten's smile had tilted with understanding, "Isolated but for her husband and servants. No proper conversation."

"Despite the history you have with my husband, and despite his…dislike of your former shipmates," Mrs. Niska nodded. "Or perhaps because of those incidents, I find the two of you to be very interesting. Intelligent, thorough, and perhaps best of all, honorable in your own way."

"That's a new one," Riddick had half smiled.

"The two of you have your own standards and you keep to them," The older woman shrugged. "You don't compromise in the name of expediency if something goes against those standards."

That had been the beginning of an odd but interesting association. They didn't work for Mrs. Niska, or Celeste as she'd asked them to call her in private, not exclusively. But they did work regular. When she'd heard of their marriage she'd sent them a gift with her congratulations. Typical of her, it wasn't a normal newlywed type of gift like cookware or bedding. A finely crafted set of swords, with matching daggers and the latest in body armor, her gift had come in handy more than once.

"She's sleepin' now," Riddick answered her current question. "You know how it is."

"I remember all too well," The gently aged face smiled in agreement. "I still haven't quite decided on the most difficult age."

"Do me a favor, if you do figure it out, don't enlighten us until after it's passed," Riddick grinned at her. "We'll just enjoy our ignorance."

Her laugh was warm and delighted with the joke, "I'll do my best." Her smile faded slowly, "Thank you Richard." Her slip to personal names didn't bode well, and neither did the look in her eyes now that her mind had gone back to business. "I find that I need to speak with the two of you, but what I have to say cannot be discussed in a wave."

"We're not that far out from Herschel," Riddick told her. "Almost ready to hit Three Hills. We can be at the house in a half day maybe?"

"I need to make a journey to Boros, and I was hoping to book passage with you," Mrs. Niska explained. "We could speak during the trip."

"'Course," Riddick nodded. "Got to drop some cargo on Three Hills, shouldn't take more than a half day. We can be on Herschel in twelve hours. That give you enough time to pack for the trip? Make arrangements for the ranch?"

"That will be perfect," She smiled, the tilt of her lips genuine if tinged with melancholy. "I'll look forward to seeing you."

"Us too," Riddick nodded as she signed off. Strangely enough he meant it. The woman might be a ruthless criminal, but she was also tiān shā de insightful, and she had nearly as high an opinion of Kitten as he did. What the hell was going on?

River stretched as she moved towards the galley and started a pot of coffee, Dog perking up as he heard her footsteps and trotting down the hall to nudge at her legs. "Oh are you hungry my zhǎng zǐ?" She chuckled as Riddick emerged from the bridge, "Our child is demanding breakfast."

"Still sounds tā mā de wrong," Riddick grumbled as he pressed his lips to hers passionately. "You sleep all right?"

"Hmm…" She nodded. "Once I was finally able to sleep."

"Yeah, I know," He agreed as he fed Dog. "Feel like I owe you about a million backrubs, gourmet meals and diamonds to say thank you."

"Silly man," She kissed him again. "As if I didn't want the same thing."

"Still appreciate it. And even more now," He pressed against her backside and kissed her neck. "My beautiful perfect woman."

"Madman," She giggled. "Thinks she is perfect." It was still nice to hear. Insane but nice.

"Well I am crazy for you," He grinned against her neck.

River sighed happily and turned to kiss his jaw, "Crazy and handsome. Better than she deserves." She nearly purred as his big hand slid down her hip to caress her thigh, teasing her. "Thinks to sneak in some time alone?"

"Hmm… well you know me," Riddick chuckled. "Take you right here, bent over the table."

"Promises, promises," She teased, then felt and heard him inhale and growl hungrily against the mark on her neck.

"Seems like someone wants me to do just that," His hand parted the robe she'd pulled on and cupped her sex, groaning over the damp heat he found between her thighs. "Smell hot and ripe…"

River moaned and reached for him, "Yes." Turning to look up into his gleaming eyes. "Yes my Riddick."

"You sure," He'd pulled her robe open completely, hands cupping her breasts. "You know what'll happen."

"It's time," She nodded and nipped his throat with her teeth, even though she had to stand on her tiptoes to do it. "Preventative measures discontinued. Want it."

The low growl that rose in his throat, vibrating his chest against her back was pure need. In one of his lightening quick reactions River found herself stripped naked and bent over the galley table, legs spread to expose her yīn xué. "Beautiful," He growled. "But I got a mind to do this in our bed, behind a locked door." His mouth left a hot trail down her spine as his cock pressed against her, "How much time do we have?"

"An hour, possibly more," She moaned. "Please…Riddick." Partners, completely, husband and wife in every way, her man loved that she was his equal. And loved even more that in this…she was his. Completely. Willing to submit to him and willing to meet him and match him at his own game when he needed it.

"Yeah," He grabbed her robe off the floor and left Dog to his meal tugging her into their room and shutting the door behind them, locking it for good measure. Her robe was thrown over the chair, and his clothing stripped off impatiently.

River smiled to herself as she crawled across the bed and knelt on all fours before pressing her cheek to the mattress and spreading her thighs wide, displaying for him. "Need you Riddick," She slid her fingers between her thighs, rubbing at her yīn dì for him. He loved to see her like this, touching herself, ready for him with only a kiss and a caress.

"Fuck," If she turned she knew she'd see his eyes glowing hot in the twilight of the room. "Maybe I oughta tease you some, play with that pretty ass…"

"So long as you fall inside me," She groaned. "Please… Riddick… need you…inside me."

He didn't have the words for what it did to him, to see his Kitten splayed out, ready for him, nimble fingers tugging on her clit, smelling her need and that tantalizingly ripe scent. The animal in him, the primal, could go crazy with that scent, unable to stop until he'd gotten the job done. Unwilling to chance any result but one.

"Oh I'm gonna come inside you baby," He took his place behind her and rubbed the head of his cock up and down her pussy, groaning at the feel of those hot slick lips. "Not gonna be able to stop. Not until you're filled." Her moan of demand, the flex of her body pushing back, stretched his tenuous control nigh unto the breaking point.

"Don't want you to stop," Kitten mewled and that tore it.

She was still so damn tight, slick and hot, stretching around his cock as he pushed into her. "Unghh… cào dàn," He growled and began to withdraw almost completely before shoving back in. "That's it, baby…so good and snug around my cock. Come on it Kitten."

Sweet low moans of pleasure, her body trembling around him, the feel of her drawing taut as his hips smacked hard against her backside, trying to dig deeper into her each time. "Ohh…god…Riddick… please…oh please…so close…"

"Gonna give it to you good Kitten," He promised and gripped her hips hard in his hands, pulling her back tightly, forcing his cock deeper and reveling in her scream of pleasure as she came in a hot damp wave of spasming flesh around him. "More…" He growled, pulled her up so her spine pressed to his chest, pushed her fingers away from her clit and forced her thighs wider, pushing his dick deeper… "Fuck yeah," Riddick pushed his hand between her thighs and tugged on her clit, mouth on her neck and shoulders, sucking hard on her skin. "That's it, baby," She was taking him in, deep…fuck he could feel the mouth of her womb, opening for him, surrounding the head as he ground up into her and roared his triumph as his balls emptied into her belly.

Banding his arms around her, holding her tight to his body, sweet soft flesh trembling, panting little moans. The Furyan, the animal, it needed her, his mate, his woman, wife, hardening inside her again, damn near immediately after he'd filled her with his seed. "Riddick…" Kitten moaned. "Please… don't stop…" He fixed his mouth to her mark and sucked, watching as her body reacted instantly, nipples tight, breasts swollen with need.

"Fuck you're so pretty," He kissed her jaw and neck and finally her mouth, devouring as his hands moved from her hips to her tits and began to roll those pert little points in his fingertips. "Wanna keep you in bed for days at a time. Fill you over and over."

"Yes, please," She was trying to roll her hips to his, needing the friction of his dick moving inside her.

He smirked and pressed her back down on all fours before reaching for the bedside drawer.

River moaned as Riddick pressed her down again. Her wonderful wicked man wasn't going to stop fucking her, but he was going to make sure she was mindless and limp with pleasure before he was done filling her belly.

Slick oils on her pì gu, a vibrator the width of his two fingers pressed inside her without any other precursor and she shuddered violently, her fall washing over her without warning. A choked cry of pleasure from her big man as her body gripped and pulsed around him, a shout of bliss as her womb milked him of his seed again.

Panting, hot breaths on her spine and he flicked the vibrator on, slow undulations to tease and pleasure her before he drew her back up to press her spine to the mark on his chest. "Wicked little woman, coming just from a little toy filling your pretty ass," Oh that evilly pleased voice, filling her ears. "You've earned an hour of me fucking that sweet slit. You're gonna be dripping my seed down your thighs when I'm done with you Kitten."

She didn't even have time to think before he'd slipped two of the toys over her breasts, wraps the size of his hands, to grip and fondle her flesh and suck at her nipples. And his hand, those strong firm knowing fingers between her thighs… stroking and rubbing her clit until all she could do was try to meet his fingertips.

"So beautiful," His hips rolled under her pì gu, moving his jī ba inside her minutely. "I'm not letting you out of our bed until that gorgeous scent of yours changes Kitten." His teeth nipped her neck and lips sucked on the marks he'd given her.

"Please…my Riddick…" She moaned his name. "Fill me… over and over… mark me… yours."

She felt him grow impossibly stiff inside her, a steel rod in her belly, forcing its way into her womb again. Tight, stinging, sweet stretching as he reacted to her plea. "Fuck baby," The near preverbal growl sent pleasure chasing over her skin. "Fuck yeah, take it!"

The rest was a storm of need and bliss until, true to his word, her scent had changed.

Riddick covered his wife with a quilt and dragged on his cargo pants before indulging himself by cuddling her satiated body against his and breathing in her scent. "Fuckin' perfect little Kitten," He put a palm over her belly and inhaled again.

Who knew nearly ten years ago when he'd met Kitten on Not Furya that he'd be so content with a relatively simple life? That the slaved-out girl would become his best friend, partner, lover, wife… everything. Simpler to just say she was everything. He'd never met anyone like her, not in all his life, she was completely unique.

Six years ago when she'd agreed to marry him… Fuck he was practically purring as he remembered. She'd been so happy he'd asked her. That he'd wanted that. Like he wouldn't. He'd just needed to get up his nerve to ask. Part of him, the same part that had tried to resist loving her for so long, didn't think she'd want to be bound to him. Not in any civilized way, not that other people could understand.

"Gone and done the worst crime of all," He chuckled to himself as he nuzzled his wife's elegant neck. "And I'll be fucked if I give a shit." Well, sort of, he doubted anyone would truly consider him civilized.

Kitten stirred and sighed happily in her half doze, "Hmm…"

Riddick grinned, his palm on her belly, and inhaled her scent, "Got the job done baby." He pressed a kiss to the new mark on her shoulder.

Author's Note: So lerachase brought up the idea of Mrs. Niska becoming closer to our deadly duo. And this is what came to mind. We've got about five chapters of this size and an epilogue. Hope you enjoy!

Chinese Translations:

tiān shā de (goddamn)

zhǎng zǐ (eldest son)

tā mā de (fucking)

yīn xué (pussy)

yīn dì (clitoris)

cào dàn (fuck)

pì gu (butt)

jī ba (dick / penis)