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'Well at least he's not disgusted by this' Johns thought before mentally kicking himself. What the hell was he thinking but he couldn't just back down now. So he steeled himself -this was going to get wierd but whatever- and returned the smile: and boy did it feel wierd to smile at a common convict capable of murder. "Well that's good to know then." he said, looking away: as if this was making him shy.

John pouted lightly, bringing a hand up to gently grab Riddick's hand. His eyes glinted in the sunlight from all three suns: thankfully hiding the look in his eyes. He didn't know what they were saying but this was actually kind of nice: even though he knew Riddick was only playing along. Johns inwardly smirked, leaning up. "If you weren't a convict I might have liked you more." he whispered.

Johns licked his lips, noting the lack of distance between him and Riddick. If he tilted his head right he could press his lips against Riddick's in a kiss. He berated himself the moment the thought crossed his mind. This was Riddick for christ sakes: he shouldn't be thinking this way.

'Well he is hot: no wonder you'd think that. No one would blame you for wanting to do anything with him: convict or not.' a voice whispered to his mind.

Johns mentally shook his head. Either the morphine coursing through his body was finally messing Johns up in the head or what. Either way he tilted his head and pressed his mouth to Riddick's in a kiss: eyes slowly slipping closed.

Johns gasped into the kiss, hand coming up to clench Riddick's shoulder as he melted into the kiss. This was only suppose to be to catch Riddick off guard but it was managing to get the both of them. How that happened Johns didn't know: and wasn't going to spend time thinking on it. He shivered feeling hot air against his earlobe: fingers digging into Riddick's shoulder briefly.

"Exploring huh?" he snorted "Yeah let's do that more often."

He panted softly against the other's neck: shoving his nose in the crook between neck and shoulder. His fingers stroked over Riddick's cheek where he had placed one of his hands during the kiss sometimes. They ran into the goggles straps and a brief thought of yanking them off appeared in John's mind. He shook it out and instead placed the hand on Riddick's shoulder where it's twin resided on the other one.

Johns shivered at the sound of Riddick's voice. He also felt giddy that he had caused the normally stoic killer to sound husky. He licked his lips, tongue briefly coming out to tease Riddick's neck. "Enjoy the scenery? Now what's that suppose to mean hmm?

Johns shivered, "Watch me hmm?" he slowly looked up through his eyelashes. "That sounds fine with me." 'You're an idiot Johns. Stop this while you can' A voice whispered to him. Johns mentally growled and pushed it away. At the moment he was stuck on a planet that was bright as hell and hot: if this was going to be his entertainment then let it be.

Johns shivered, his tongue flicking out to wet dry lips. "You and me both know I'm far from an angel Riddick." he chuckled humorlessly. After all if there was one thing that was going to send Johns to Hell it was killing of innocent children. That and the whole fact that he's a junkie when it comes to morphine. Speaking of morphine Johns fingers twitched with the need: he clenched his hands into fists against the others shirt to stop the trembling before Riddick could notice. "Anyways I'm sure you can think of something to stop me from becoming bored."