The Light I ride On

TITLE: The Light that I ride On. 1/1
PAIRING: Karl Urban/Craig Parker
TIMELINE: Just after Riddick finished filming.
SCENARIO: Craig gets an unexpected gift.
RATING: R
BETA: Not beta'd. Just my own writing with all its mistakes.:)
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Karl Urban or Craig parker. I do not claim any of this happened. This is all fiction. I am not making any money from it.

"You are the calm
I am the storm
You are the breeze that carries me on
When I said a truth
You wink at me
You're there for me"

--from the song "Sunshine" by Gabrielle.



So he was stuck in another freaking hotel for a week, in London, during a really cold winter. He missed home, he missed meals that weren't at restraunts, he missed his fireplace, and above all, he missed being able to talk to Karl every day of the week. Long Distance was not cheap, no matter how much you were being paid.

He languished in the hotel tub when the buzzer of his room sounded. Hopefully it wasn't another strange fan who fainted at the site of Haldir's player. Craig scratched his head and stepped out of the tub. Within moments he was wrapped in a big fluffy robe and checked the keyhole to see who was there. He could never understand the world's preoccupation with minor characters in the movie. When he accepted the role of Haldir, he never thought he'd get the attention he was getting now. It was disconcerting.

"Package for you, Mr. Parker." The nervous bellhop said.

The actor nodded, and took gave him a small tip. A package? Not many people knew where he was staying. He made it a point to keep his hotels a secret after the last time a woman had snuck into his room and stolen his hair products.

There was no return address and did not feel like a ticking time bomb. Craig chuckled and raised an eyebrow as a homemade dvd fell into his hand. Hm.

He walked over to his labtop and popped it open. "You have new mail" whined at him and he ignored it. He had no intention of checking email at the moment. He wanted to know what this was.

Carefully he inserted the dvd and waited while Mediaplayer came on. Then, a smile broke out onto his face as a familiar image appeared and his cellphone rang.

"Hi craig," a sultry voice whispered in his ear.

"Hi Karl," he whispered back.

"Miss you."

"You too."

"I miss you more."

"Lets not start that again, silly."

"Have you watched it yet?"

"Watching now. Just got it."

"Mmmm. I'll risk a phone bill, just to hear your reaction."

"Perv." Craig snorted.

"You love it."

"Jesus Karl, your naked. What if this had got lost in the mail?" He stared at the image of his lover, Karl was sprawled out on their bed at home. A bed unfortunately rarely used lately since they were both so busy.

"Stop worrying and enjoy," Karl chided him.

Karl's legs were bent slightly at the knee as he proceeded to make an erotic display of pleasuring himself for the camera. While this whole stunt occurred, Craig could not deny his own errection and started to whimper. "God, Karl...you are so hot. I need you,"

"Its alright sweetheart, I'm here."

"No you're not, you're a million miles away." Craig complained, his eyes riveted to the dvd. He stared, wide eyed, as Karl's own fingers touched places he had dreampt about for weeks. "Jesus Christ, Karl. If this had fallen into the wrong hands."

"I'd be a porn star," Karl giggled.

"Don't be flippant, this is serious." Craig ground his teeth as he watched. He would give anything he owned to fuck something right now.

"Relax, love." Karl soothed his ruffled feathers with just a breath.

There was another knock on his door and he growled peevishly, "G'way."

It was insistant, and he sighed, "Someone's at the door."

He thought he heard a chuckle, "Then answer it."

He looked through the keyhole and his mouth dropped open. He wasted no time to fling it open and drag the man standing there into the hotel room, toss both their cellphones aside and kiss him senseless. It had been MONTHS since he had seen Karl. MONTHS. "You bastard, you had me going there." He shoved the other man onto the bed and leapt on him.

Karl laughed heartily, "You don't think I'm stupid enough to send THAT by regular mail with all our fangirls just WAITING for something of that nature to latch hold of." Craig was quickly turned around so that he was on the bottom, and Karl proceeded to kiss warm skin. "Mmm, you just had a bath."

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming?" Craig smacked him on the behind, then ran his fingers up to his face and through his hair, "Goddamnit, your hair's short again. You know I love your hair long, Karl." he pouted.

Karl raised an eyebrow, "I'm told its sexy this way." he pulled the robe off of Craig easily. "Now stop yer prattling, and let me fuck you. I've had a hard on since I got off the airplane and waited for you to get back from that damned convention."

Craig pulled at Karl's lower lip with his own, "I guess I'll get used to it." Then he clamped his mouth shut and proceeded to enjoy being thoroughly loved by the man he had vowed to spend the rest of his life with. Karl was the only man who could satisfy him completely, in every way.

"I love you Craigsie," Karl said softly as he cradled the other man in his arms. "You're my light. Everything to me."

"I love you too, Karl." Craig murmured, nuzzling against Karl's warm skin.

While he slept, Karl traced the contours of his face, memorizing each one. He had never loved someone so completely and fully. With luck, Craig would someday learn to feel the same and trust him and set aside the humor defense.

"My heart." Karl remained awake long into the night. He vowed then he would not let so many months pass again without seeing Craig. There was no telling what trouble the other man could get into otherwise.

The End.