Chapter 19
Santo Domingo. Dominican Republic.
Lydia spread her legs wide, inviting Vin. He didn’t think twice and in one fast move, he climbed onto the bed and grabbing Lydia’s hips, he pulled her to him. Lydia laughed hard as she pressed herself to him, rubbing her sex against Vin’s cock. Grinning, Vin slammed into her, muffling her scream with his lips. He went still for a couple of seconds and then started to thrust into Lydia’s core with all his might.
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Chapter 18
Santo Domingo. (Dominican Republic)
Vin bent his head a few inches from the small mirror snorting the line of coke through a thin platinum straw. Sniffing deeply as he shut his eyes, Vin pinched the tip of his nose, feeling the chemical burning his inner nasal walls, stabbing his nerve system like a shiv on its slow deadly path.
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Ch 20
Shazza was awake too, and Riddick watched her silently as she held Jack. The young girl had stayed with them the whole night and now her back was curled against Shazza’s chest. She had held her like that for much of the night, and he kept his arms around both of them. Jack didn’t sleep well at first but she slept soundly now, safe with them. He had lain in bed too long already, and it was difficult when he wanted Shazza so much. He whispered ‘coffee’ and brushed a strand of her hair away from her face in place of a kiss. It was the first time he had actually stayed in bed until she awoke, he thought, and here he was with Jack in between them.
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Ch 19
“Come outside with me Shazza.” Riddick’s shined eyes glittered with a lustful inner light as he gazed at her in the dim light of the bridge. His fingertips traced patterns on the bare skin of her arms and she shuddered at the touch; all night he had touched her like that. His hip would brush against hers as they made something to eat. His hand had sent a blaze of heat through her body when he touched her bare waist on the way back out of the galley.
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Ch 18
Duncan cut past the other merc gracefully and sank the basketball in the net. Again. It wasn’t a good idea to play for money, so he didn’t, but he knew that if he did he would be richer than he already was. He played to win.
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Ch 17
“Stay close Jack.” The air was cool and sweet smelling as the sun slowly set in the far distance. There was no way to tell how much daylight they had left. Riddick held his hand up to the horizon and noted the distance; he didn’t know what it meant, and missed Imam again. Imam would have known. He would have watched the sky for a short while and been able to tell them how long the days were, how much daylight they had. ‘Blue sun, blue water.’
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Ch 16
Of course, Theo had never done anything like this before. He had read about it, sure, but he had never done it. He took a deep breath and tightened his hands on the controls and remembered that he had only ever read about that wormhole too. And he had only ever heard of Riddick. He could do this. If he couldn’t he at least hoped that it would all be over quick because Riddick would kill him, he would skin him alive, if he didn’t get them through this. He would die above the atmosphere of Trieste Nine, within sight of her, and that wasn’t how he was about to go out; he simply wouldn’t allow it.
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Author: evilgrin
Title: Drive
Rating: NC17 / violence, gunplay, death, language
Fandom: KAG
Pairing: Taylor Reese / OFC / OMC
Archive: VX, FDB
Feedback: In this thread only, no shreds
Disclaimer: I own neither Taylor Reese nor KAG. All else is mine. Any resemblance to those living or dead is purely coincidental. No money made, no harm intended.
Summary: Many years after the events of KAG. A lot more violence and a few more deaths have darkened Taylor’s life considerably. He takes a job because it’s what he does. It doesn’t end up as planned.
A/N: Most of this has been in play for well over a year now (I started this before “Last Chance Cafe” called on me.) In getting it ready for print, I realized that there were similar themes to the newly released Babylon AD movie, but only in that it involves moving a woman from one place to another, and how things change. Serendipity is an interesting thing. So it’s not quite a disclaimer, but I understand that there are possible similarities, and I’m acknowledging them.
For NJRD…
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By Margot Canaday, The Nation
Posted on September 16, 2008, Printed on September 18, 2008
On the June day in 2003 when the Supreme Court announced its landmark decision in Lawrence v. Texas holding state sodomy laws to be unconstitutional, I was working in the library of the Kinsey Institute in Bloomington, Indiana, as part of a summer workshop for historians of sexuality. This was an appropriate place to be at that particular moment. Dr. Kinsey, after all, had been in his day a fierce critic of those laws. And the setting was even more fitting because our party of historians included several who — led by George Chauncey — had written an amicus brief in the case that was influential in Justice Kennedy’s majority opinion. So when one of our group checked the headlines and then alerted the rest of us that the Court had announced its decision, we all clustered excitedly around a computer monitor, checking the available news. A joint cheer went up. But that was really it. Minutes later, we shuffled back to our tables and quietly resumed our research.
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