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Mirkys Drabble Chain	By : MirkyTwilight Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 11557 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Title: Drabble 34 - Prison
Pairing: Sirius . Riddick
Fandom: Harry Potter Xover The Chronicles of Riddick
A/N: A lil Dark and a lil OoC & Lemony. >:}

Falling into the veil had landed him in a world that was decidedly - interesting. Sirius had been hauled to a prison deep underground and went by the name of �Crematoria Slam Facility�, a long pointless name. While the others complained Sirius found he kind of liked the place. The food was infinitely better than Azkaban, the people were funny, and it allowed him to heal.
There was something about this planet that soothed his wary soul and with a bit of blood and a quick sacrifice (no one would miss a pedophile) Sirius had his wand back. The use of dark magic was addicting and soon he found himself falling down the same spiral path that made his name at one time as feared as Malfoy.
It wasn't long before he was the one ruling the lower levels, no one would dare speak against him and even though he missed his old world especially his dear sweet godson he couldn't find it in him to return to a world that condemned an innocent man to a living hell. Besides, power was a funny thing.
Then IT happened.
A new prisoner had arrived, nothing new. The death rate kept it a good even number of people per cell what with the hell hounds (as he dubbed them, adorable creatures that they were) making meals out of the slow ones. Survival of the fittest and Sirius had the advantage of magic being able to soothe the wild beasts until they were purring masses ready and willing to do his bidding.
A tall broad shouldered man passed his cell and his magic jolted. He could feel it jump from within him and slide thickly along his skin as if in anticipation and he could only stare as the bald man paused in his steps and peered directly through the bars at him.
Sirius didn't fear death, he wasn't scared of this new world, all his fears had been left behind but those eyes... those eyes gave him a chill as they seem to bore into his soul and scorch him from the inside out. The man was shoved and soon their sights were broken and Sirius took a shuddering breath and looked down.
He was hard.
It had been a long time since he so much as twitched.
Meal time came in the form of a thick stew and a hunk of bread, two meals a day was a good thing and if he really wanted to he could conjure himself a piece of chocolate but it never tasted the same as he remembered but the others wanting favors enjoyed it. As it was he couldn't enjoy his last meal of day too much because his cell was crowded with a handful of people arguing over one thing or another... as if he cared.
The crowd quickly hushed and Sirius looked dup, his dark hair falling away from his face and brushing his shoulders, normally he would tie it up but not tonight. "Can I help you?" his spoon did lazy circles around the edges.
"I hear you're the person to come to with a problem?" it was said mockingly and one of the most loyal was snarling and in the strangers face but the man merely grabbed the guy and tossed him, the bloke falling right over balcony, scream dying with an echoed thud. The hell hounds would make a nice snack out of it. "Well?"
"Leave." Sirius's eyes moved to those around him who seemed to believe he was talking to the stranger. "Now." One word followed by a jolt of pain had the others yelping and scattering practically falling over one another. Looking back over the man he found his breath catching as the man�s cheeks gave hint of color.
"What was that?"
Sirius contemplated, "Magic." he admitted half surprised he spoke the truth. The others called it something else, an odd word he couldn�t be bothered to remember.
The man moved further into the cell and Sirius found himself uncomfortably feeling as if he was the one that should be wary, afraid even. Nothing to be afraid of he told himself, he had his magic and his wand was sitting innocently on his lap but the closer the man came the harder it was to ignore that emotion that was building... fear mingled with anticipation.
To be afraid of a muggle, laughable.
"Name's Riddick." Molten eyes of liquid looked the wizard over and Riddick felt his world narrow on the man sitting on a mattress that looked comfortable and the sheets clean, in fact the whole cell was spotless. Women were normally his flavor but on that rare occasion a man would catch his attention and he was never one to deny himself the pleasure of the flesh.
"Black." Sirius banished his bowl and utensils back to where they came and refused to be cowed. Chin tilted up he gathered himself and said, "How can I help you help me Riddick." the man�s name rolled off his tongue as he played on the last four letters.
"Need to get off this rock." Riddick didn't expect the eye roll or for the man to summarily dismiss him as legs were kicked out and a head lay on a pillow, Riddick refused to scowl.
"Escaping such a lovely place doesn't interest me." Sirius crossed his ankles and glanced at the glowering man, "In fact you're boring me."
"I'm boring you?" Riddick asked in disbelief, "Me."
"Yes you." Sirius picked up his wand and waved it carelessly and laughed gleefully as hair sprouted from the smooth scalp to fall in luscious blond curls that the horrified muggle plucked at with two fingers. "Much better, amusing really."
Riddick was far from amused, he was angry. He hated being made a fool of and this magician was doing just that. With a low growl Riddick pounced. Sirius was caught by surprise when the larger man jumped on top of him, hand wrapped around his throat, and snarl pulling back lips revealing a perfect row of teeth. "Change me back."
The hand squeezed and Sirius bucked his hips trying to throw the man off him but all it did was make Riddick growl and hold him more firmly against the mattress and Sirius knew his cock was pressing against the man�s thigh. "Make me." With a push his magic Riddick was off him and tossed across the room, curls dancing mockingly.
On his feet Sirius fiddled with his wand and glanced at the entry of his cell taking note of the crowd that stared on. With a sneer of his own he flicked his wand causing the crowd to scatter but the cell door slammed shut with an echoing bang and the bars began to meld together and stretching leaving one sheet of metal. Cocking his head slightly to the side he added a silencing ward as well to keep the noise from the outside, outside and the noise inside, well, inside.
Dropping his wand on the bed Sirius stood tall as Riddick smirked and flicked blond locks over a shoulder as if the man had much practice. Sirius couldn't help the snort that escaped him as the two circled one another. Neither said another word as one lunged and the other dodged a simple dance that seemed more than it was supposed to be.
While Riddick appeared to be taller and broader around the shoulders with a pair of arms that could be envied, Sirius was no slouch. He may be thin but connected with his magic had healed his body from the abuse suffered at Azkaban and he was much more defined. Size truly didn't matter both men could hold their own as they grappled.
Against the wall, on the floor, flying fists, blocked knees, it was a cat on cat fight as neither wanted to be the mouse. Unfortunately as fit as Sirius was Riddick had much more hand to hand experience and managed to body slam the wizard onto the bed and as the man attempted to roll over and get away Riddick was on top of him wrists bound within the strong hands of the newcomer.
Sirius grunted and squirmed as he felt a hardness press against his buttocks. Cheeks flushed, arousal pressed into the mattress Sirius knew that the foreplay was almost over but he wanted more. He wanted bruises, he wanted to feel sore, he wanted to bleed. Riddick leaned in grinding his heavy erection against the cloth clad ass beneath him, "Change me back." he demanded again nipping at the curved tip of the ear cause the body beneath him to jerk and cry out.
"Fuck you." Sirius spat.
Riddick growled and using one hand to hold the wrists together the other free hand ripped at the fabric of the tunic revealing smooth pale skin sheen in sweat. Not too bulky in appearance, just how he liked them, Black was bordering on perfection but the man was lacking one thing - his mark. Choosing the curve where neck met shoulder Riddick bit down hard causing the wizard to jerk and scream.
"That's it." Riddick licked his lips tasting blood, "Scream for me."
Gritting his teeth Sirius pushed out with his magic causing the man to once again be tossed like a rag doll off of the wizard. Sirius turned over and sat up, a curious hand reached up and touched the bruised and bloody patch of skin. Fascinated he looked up into the smoldering gaze of the blond and licked his fingers, "You'll need to do more than bite to get me to scream again muggle." picking up his wand he waved it casually cancelling the charm and the blond locks fell to the ground leaving behind a smooth scalp he wanted nothing more than to run his hands over but Sirius wasn't easy.
On his feet Riddick slipped his shirt up and over his head dropping it to the ground. Fingers fiddling with his belt he smirked as the wizards gaze seemed mesmerized by the hard planes of his chest, the dusting of dark hair around his navel that traveled downward. Pants pooling at his ankles he toed off his boots smirking as his cock jutted from his body and heavy sack swayed in the cool air.
Sirius refused to drool...
"You're..." Merlin he couldn't say it. He wasn't a slouch in the family jewel area but he had never seen anything that made him so nervous before. "Big." he finished lamely and Sirius forced back a blush as he could feel the heat prickling along the back of his neck.
Riddick smirked; it was cocky and overly smug which grated on Sirius's nerve. Normally he was the one who had reason to be cocky - literally. As the larger man moved closer Sirius lazily banished his own clothing and it was now the muggle's turn to marvel. "Petite." Riddick�s finger traced upwards as Sirius's cock jumped at the touch.
With a hiss the wizard grabbed the man�s wrist and pressed the tip of his wand to the underside of the muggle's chin. "Words have consequences muggle." Sirius's eyes lit with delight and with a Latin word and a glance downward the wizard giggled madly as he fell back against the mattress in a fit.
With building horror Riddick looked down and nearly choked on his tongue. His... his pride and joy, the one piece of him that could silence the nag of woman or make the heartbeat of men skip had slimmed down to a pitiful length and width. Cock dwindling to nothing as the heat of the moment was replaced with a building rage Riddick struck out.
Sirius's laughter was silenced with a sickening blow to his face and he saw stars then fingers were wrapped around his throat squeezing. Blood, he could taste it on his tongue and was sure it stained his teeth; the blooming pain pulsed and he wanted to rut against the man but looking up into an enraged gaze where the liquid fire swirled mesmerizing him Sirius could only wonder how good it would feel such a creature (no muggle had such eyes) to make him submit.
Submission was something earned, never given freely. It was a part of him he held no shame over, very few men were permitted the permission to pleasure him in such a way and Sirius knew that this creature that made his magic purr would be worth keeping whether the stranger liked it or not.
What a Black wanted they got. Simple.
"Change me back." Riddick hissed out as blunt nails dug into the skin of his hands leaving raw red lines and crescent moons. Lips parted into a bloody grin then a muttered word in a language he couldn't recall and Riddick released his hold. Staring down at his soft nearly nonexistent cock he felt a tingle as it grew right before his eyes as the magician coughed and gasped for breath.
With relief Riddick stroked his member making sure the texture of the skin and ridges of vein were where they should be. A shred of remorse tugged at him and Riddick winced as he took stock of the bruised side of the wizard�s face where the blood swelled and when the man lifted a hand to pull out a loose tooth he winced.
Sirius had always held a fascination with blood, though he had tried in his younger years to be the Gryffindor he desperately wanted to be he was a Black and it was now in this new strange world that he embraced the Dark Magic that thrummed in his veins and excused his dark and twisted need to be hurt and pleasured, such a heady mixture, an addict of his own vices.
Wand in hand he trailed the tip along the side of his face and spoke the healing charm, twice. A tap to his mouth was all that was needed to re-grow his tooth leaving behind slightly discolored skin as a reminder.
Riddick watched fascinated and trailed his fingers over the smooth skin before gripping the curved chin, "Open." he commanded and tightening his hold lips parted and moving the head further back into the light he noted that all the teeth were accounted for. His fascination quickly changed to want as he noticed, "Such a pretty mouth. What can you do for me magician?"
Sirius, always one for a challenge settled his hands on Riddick�s strong thighs and tugged. Getting the idea Riddick moved himself further up and watched as his cock swelled with blood and rose, Sirius taking the opportunity licked the bead that gathered at the end.
Riddick's muscles clenched and he wondered how such a simple act could make him feel such an electric current of want. He didn't want to be teased, this wasn't the time for teasing, maybe later when this all consuming need had been satiated he would allow this magician to tease and torment him but for now he gripped the long strands of hair in his fist and eased himself into a warm mouth that willingly took him. A scrape of teeth along his length brought a groan of pleasure from him and a hum was nearly his undoing.
Too soon, pathetically short, but Riddick didn't care. It was as it should be. He wouldn't come in such a pretty mouth (not yet), he wanted to be buried to the hilt as he emptied himself in a man that drove him to madness. Removing his cock, a string of saliva connecting them until it broke Riddick took a moment to wipe the man�s chin before he was moving, legs no longer straddling Sirius and forcing the man onto his stomach.
He took a moment to admire the dip of the lower back, an ass that deserved to be kissed and bit, but there was no time for such worship. Putting himself between the man�s legs he grabbed each globe and pulled them apart revealing the very center he wanted to lay claim. "Wait." Sirius's word wasn't appreciated but he forced himself to still as the man moved onto his knees, ass pressing against him.
Wand in hand Sirius quickly touched the tip to the stretch of skin that connected his front to back. Muttering a spell he felt his magic clean and refresh his nether regions and at the last second applied his own lubrication. Magic was a wonderful thing to bypass the art of preparation and make it all the more pleasurable.
Seeing the wand dropped off the side of the mattress Riddick rubbed himself against the puckered whole and pressed. He could feel the slickness against the edge of his head and gripped the wizard�s hips as the man tried to pull away.
Magic had to be a glorious thing. Keeping one hand as a firm grip Riddick used the other to stroke himself before pressing a finger into the slick passage. The man moaned and clenched as a second digit was added. Third and final finger Riddick twisted his wrist causing Sirius to cry out and swear.
Using the slick stuff on his fingers to coat his cock Riddick pushed gently until the puckered skin stretched over his head and clamped around him making him weak kneed but he was already kneeling with his fingers leaving bruises.
The walls that surrounded him massaged as they tried to expel him and Sirius lowered his head as the man drew breath and tried to relax against the large intrusion but Riddick felt his patience wane and with a silent apology he wouldn't dare utter aloud he thrusted forward. Sirius screamed, he buried his face into scratchy sheets and curled his fingers into the fabric as his entire body shook. He tried to move away but hands of steel kept him in place as the harsh breathing of the man inside him told him he wasn't the only one affected.
Adjusting his hold Riddick pulled back the rounded cheeks and watched as his cock slid achingly slow from its sheath and stilled when the very tip of his curved cock kissed the quivering entrance and with a grunt he slammed forward again eyes fluttering close.
It wouldn't be long, they were both too strung up, too far gone in this all consuming lust but Riddick took sick pleasure in gripping messy locks in his fist and tugging harshly until Sirius's ass was pressed firmly against him, back arched, ear close to his lips. "Scream for me."
And he did.
It was a glorious sound as the harsh short jabs rubbed against that bundle within and Sirius could only reach behind him and dig his nails on strong tanned thighs that bunched together with each brutal thrust. Hot breath bathed his neck as teeth nipped and lips sucked. There was nothing sweet or innocent, it was pure taking with such brutal disregard it was a wonder Sirius found himself pleasured but he was.
Eyes practically rolling to the back of his skull he sobbed when Riddick's other hand moved to encircle his neglected cock and tugged. It was too much and Sirius gasped for breath as waves of pleasure made his body jerk and his ass contract forcing Riddick's own orgasm from him and teeth to dig into the thin stretch of skin until blood mingled with sweat.
Sirius collapsed onto the mattress, his cock unwilling to soften just like the one still imbedded within him. His skin tingled, magic danced between the two making the room smoky as it crackled and popped. Flushed Sirius tried to dislodge the cock stuck inside him but the body above shifted and pinned him. "Not done yet magician." a kiss was placed on the back of his neck before the weight on top was gone and he felt empty.
The mattress wasn't all that large, making it too big would draw unneeded attention but it was big enough for Riddick to settle himself down beside Sirius who took the hint as persistent hands pulled at him. Moving himself so he was straddling the bald man Sirius brushed his thumbs over erect nipples and pinched. Riddick's hips jerked and cock slid against his ass but Sirius was feeling playful.
Moving himself so both their discolored jutting members rubbed together Sirius enclosed them around a hand rubbing the heads together creating a delicious friction. He could feel cum dripping from his ass but he ignored it as he used his other hand to tease the man�s chest and scratching leaving behind his own mark.
With a grunt Riddick gave in first as several more spurts erupted from his sack with Sirius following sluggishly. Still the two remained hard as the sweat sheened their bodies and the smell of their sex clogged their senses. Staring at one another, neither willing to break the moment Sirius leaned in and for the first time that night as their bottom halves rubbed against each other kissed.
It startled simple with the two testing the waters then they were savagely demanding dominance over the other. *smack* Sirius pulled away, his lip being tugged by teeth as the sting on his ass made him moan. Another smack followed by another Sirius wanted more, he needed more.
Rolled over he would have protested but fingers found his own erect nubs and twisted. He shouted in pain and tried to bat the hands away but soon they were held against the mattress and Riddick's smirking face was above him and those eyes promised to give him just what he wanted.
They would have many nights they were sure, a single night wouldn't be enough to sate either one and as Riddick settled the blunt end of his cock against the battered entrance of his lover he released his hold on one wrist to wrap his fingers around a smooth long throat that bared its length willingly.
A moment of silence and Riddick thrusted and fingers cut off the scream that would have passed bruised lips. Sirius gasped for breath and was only allowed just enough to keep him from passing out but as the edges of his sight faded and gulped in much needed air he begged for more.
He begged to be taken, to be owned, he begged for harder, faster, more, more, more, he wanted so much more he wasn't sure it was possible but Riddick wasn't a man who ignored challenges and Sirius Black was a delicious puzzle.
Pleasure ripped between them and even then they didn't stop, unable to with the magic crackling in the air. Riddick took as he was given and even when Sirius wanted no more he took and he knew that when the man told him no it meant yes. He made the magician bleed, he smacked the man on the ass and across the face, he whispered harsh promises in ears bitten, and left a trail of raw red lines down the paler back that stained the sheets with red.
It was a night and morn that would never be forgotten and as the two men ran from the prison they knew their lives were forever entwined and when Riddick took control of a ship of a race of aliens that confused Sirius he knew an eternity would pass before anyone would dare try and challenge the Furyan. Sirius Black wouldn't see his lover hurt, the Dark Magic that engulfed him wouldn't allow it not even with suns burning hot and imploding, death would elude them.
End.

A/N2: Love it or hate it? Never saw a Sirius/Riddick pairing, it's always Harrry. Of course now it's Harry's turn at some point right? XoXoX ~Mirky
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