1 comments/ 26949 views/ 12 favorites Tomb Raider: Uncharted By: inyotefi Disclaimer: I do not own either the Tomb Raider or the Uncharted franchise or any of the related characters. This story is meant for entertainment purposes only. Characters from Tomb Raider are adapted from the Tomb Raider: Legend & Underworld games by Eidos interactive & Crystal dynamics. * Miami, Florida... ...It was a stark contrast to the constant overcast skies of the British Isles; the sun shinning high in the sky making the clear blue waters of the magnificent ocean sparkle. There were many magnificent boats on the waters, but one that outshone the rest, the KOGO Superyacht. The luxury yacht was 235 feet in length and could accommodate twelve guests in its five high class suites, and had indoor and outdoor living areas on the upper deck. It also had a massage and beauty therapy room for a woman in need of that, special, attention. The owner of this magnificent piece of sailing pleasure was certainly a woman who needed special attention, and at present she was sun bathing next to the huge Jacuzzi. Geoffrey walked up to up to her holding a tray with a drink on it, "Sex on the beach, as requested, Ms Croft." Lara Croft craned her neck and looked up at the young skipper; he was one of the men she had employed for these voyages. Of course she made sure that all the help were easy on female eyes. "Now Geoffrey is that entirely appropriate?" she flirted, watching as the younger man's eyes trailed to the swell of her large breast squashed underneath her weight. The powder blue bikini top she wore had been untied at the back so that she could get a decent tan. All Geoffrey could do was swallow the lump in his throat, as his exquisitely beautiful employer flirted with him. Lara Croft had been rated 2nd in the line of FHM's sexiest celebrities, and seeing the young countess and adventurer lie here in the skimpy little bikini, it showed. Her sun-kissed skin gleamed, her round, firm ass strained under the tiny bikini bottom, her auburn hair flailing over her bare back. The young man gulped again feeling the uncomfortable strain in his shorts. Lara took her eyes off the man and took the drink. She looked past him at the African-American man walking toward them. "Check it out Lara, I think its show time." Lara looked at the other yacht off port side. She quickly tied her bikini top up, and then rose and walked over to a table. She put down her drink and grabbed her binoculars, looking through it, adjusting the buttons to zoom in. "I think you're right Zip. They certainly took their time didn't they?" "You think your guy in Little Havana was on the money?" Zip asked. Through the binoculars Lara saw a couple of Cubin men, one of them had a bulky build, he wore an open shirt, with flowers printed on it and a vest underneath, he also wore cameo shorts. He was bald with a thick mustache and goatee; he was Latino, not cubin. "His over there alright", Lara confirmed, "Emmanuelle Lopez." As his tattoos publicly declared, Lopez was part of a gang from LA, the Latino Santos, or Latin Saints, when translated. According to Lara's source he was in Miami to meet up with Maurice Santa Carlo, a local drug cartel leader to get a shipment of cocaine. That however, wasn't Lara's interests in him, what she wanted was what he wore around his neck attached to the gold chain to serve as a pendent. "Latino Santos are dangerous guys Lara, and their many felonies include gang rape. And Santa Carlo's people aren't saints themselves", Zip warned her. "Oh do relax Zip, I'm a big girl, I tie my own shoe laces and everything", Lara smiled. Zip smiled back, he knew that under that charm was a woman you didn't want to fuck with, Ms Croft's sophisticated demeanor belied the furious killer that lied within. "Just be careful, he said, a hint of concern in his voice, "what is this thing you want from him anyways?" "An ancient key. One that opens the burial sight of Artaxerxes the ancient king of Assyria." *********** ************* **************** Fifteen minutes later Lara emerged out of the sea water next to the yacht the gang members and drug dealers were on. She used her magnetic grappling hook throwing it up so that it could attach itself to the side of the boat, after which she climbed up onto it. Lara moved stealthily to the front of the boat where Lopez and Santa Carlo's men were. Peeking her head out she could see that they were all packing 9mm semiautomatic pistols. Lara herself had come aboard unarmed, and at this point she was really regretting the decision. "Well Lara", she said to herself, "when all else fails." With that, she came out of hiding. The six men's attention was drawn to the brown haired beauty. "Hey who the fuck are you chick'a?" Lopez asked, his face menacing as he pulled out his gun. "Good day gentlemen, I do apologies for the rude interruption, but I would like to have a word with you Mr. Lopez", Lara explained smiling coyly. Lopez stepped forward, "Do you know who we are bitch, you think you can just roll up in here and start talking..." "Yes", Lara interrupted him, "you are a member of a hooligan street gang, and your, associates, are drug dealers for Maurice Santa Carlo." At this point all the guns were on her. "My name is Lara Croft gentlemen. All I want to do is speak to Mr. Lopez about the little trinket around his neck." Lopez looked down at the carved medal on is chain then back at Lara, "Lara Croft. I heard'a you, hay, you that rich bimbo from England, what you wanna know about my bling bitch?" "An offer..." "I'll give you £ 5000 for it. It's a fair offer for an Assyrian artifact; you won't get a penny more from any muse..." "What the fuck you coming here with your fancy English and trying to buy my shit, it ain't fer sale..." "Oh come now do be reasonable. Besides", Lara smiled, "I'd hate to have to take it from you." Emmanuelle Lopez was shocked by the audacity of Lara's threat, but a man like him never thought the response to such a threat through, he raised his gun. The shot hit just in front of his foot; a warning. The gang members were startled in surprise looking for the source of the sniper shot. When Lopez looked back at Lara he saw her running toward him. Before he could respond her fist flung into his gut. As he lurched forward in pain she drove her knee into his chin his head shooting back up. Lara slammed an open hand to his ear discombobulating him before following through with a kick to his jaw, spinning him off his feet; he fell on the ground out cold. The other five men wanted to act but another sniper shot stopped them dead in their tracks. Lara narrowed her eyes on them, "you boys have two options. Let me do what I came to do, or end up like Mr. Lopez..." "Decide!" They stood for a moment, but then dropped their guns. Five minutes later Lara had used some rope to tie them up before she went over to Lopez to retrieve her prize. As she removed the chain and put it around her own neck she heard shuffling from below deck. Lara moved cautiously down the stairs. Entering the cabin below deck she was greeted by a man tied up with duct tape over his mouth. He had a ruggedly handsome face, but it was quite bruised. His eyes widened as he looked up at Lara, but not in shock, no, he was taking in her gorgeous body in her tiny bikini. Lara noticed this and proceeded to rip the duct tape off painfully... "Youch!" "And you are?" she asked. "Lara Croft", he said smiling. "No, that is my name, who, are you?" "Drake. Nathan Drake, I'm..." "Oh I know who you are Mr. Drake, what are you doing here?" Nathan smiled. *********** ************* **************** Lara boarded her own boat again reaching out for Zip's extended hand, "You've been practicing with your sniper riffle, haven't you, your shots were far better than last time." "I have my moments. See you got what you wanted." "Of course, I always get what I want Zip, I thought you would have known that by now." "And this?" he asked looking at Nathan Drake as he got on the yacht. "Hey, I'm Nathan Drake, my friends call me Nate..." "The, Nathan Drake?" Zip asked raising an eyebrow, the supposed descendent of Sir Francis Drake." "Hey, whatta you mean supposed." Zip raised his hands apologetically. "Tell me Mr. Drake", Lara interjected. "You can call me Nate beautiful. You know I caught your photo shoot in FHM last month they were ho..." "You were on the boat for the key, weren't you"? She asked ignoring what he had said to her. "Well, that's plausible", he smirked looking at the key around her neck. Lara took it off and handed it to Zip, "have it taken off the chain, and ask the captain set sail immediately." Nathan had walked over to the back of the ship. He turned look to at Lara who had followed him, "heading to Mesopotamia right, Shamiram to be exact?" he was looking at the sea plane the yacht was towing. "No, Egypt." Nathan looked at her puzzled. "The cut above your eyebrow is pretty bad. There's a medical wing below deck with an on call doctor. I'll have the chef prepare us a meal." Lara walked off leaving Nathan by himself. *********** ************* **************** Nathan entered the dinning room where Lara was already sitting. The room shimmered in the soft golden light of a dozen candles. There was a roast lamb on the table with a few salads and sauces and a bottle of Henri IV Dudognon Heritage cognac. "You wouldn't be trying to seduce me would you Ms Croft?" Lara raised an eye brow. She had changed into a silk night dress and gown, the thin material barely enough to contain her voluptuous breasts or her protruding nipples. "Why don't you tell me how you fell among thieves?" Nathan sat and poured some of the $ 200 000 bottle of cognac. "You have expensive taste..." "I was there for the same reason you were, the key. Now you have it, so the question is, what is your next move, you know, if I may ask?" He was brash, Lara thought, a man who said exactly what he was thinking. "A friend of mine got in trouble with Abdul Bin Adlah..." "Gun runner and holy war instigator, extraordinaire." "Jihad", Lara corrected him, "I need the key if I'm to help my friend. "And that's' why you're not off to Shamiram to get the treasure of Artaxerxes", Nathan said putting the pieces together. She smiled coyly and Nathan found himself gawking at those perfect full lips. Lara got up, "Enjoy the meal Mr. Drake, there has been a room prepared for you. I'll be retiring for the evening. Tomorrow we shall discuss an arrangement which is mutually beneficial." "Mutually beneficial..." "So is my room near yours?" Lara ignored him and left. *********** ************* **************** After he had finished eating, Nathan Drake went to the living quarters to find his room. As he passed the rooms he heard soft moans coming from one of them, its door slightly ajar. Peering in he gulped as he watched Lara sprawled over the queen-sized bed with her legs spread wide open. A skipper with short blonde hair was busy with his head berried between her legs. Lara moaned as her employee Geoffrey plunged his tongue deep into her soft, tender pussy. She was cupping her massive tit with one hand pinching her sensitive nipple, the other spreading the delicate folds of her nether-lips apart. Soft shivers ran up her spine as Geoffrey's tongue lapped up against the underside of her clit before plunging deep inside her again. "Oh my god", she whispered as she moved her waist around helping him get further inside her, her pussy beginning to grow more and more wet as she was teased. Nathan ran his clammy hand over his chin unable to take his eyes off the gorgeous Ms Croft, her perfectly toned leg running over the skipper, her cute dainty toes brushing along his shoulder blade. Nathan stifled back a groan as he felt his cock twitch in his pants. Lara pushed Geoffrey's head off her rolling him onto his back. She smiled at him as she got on her hands and knees and crawled down to his waist. Once there she unzipped his pants and freed his cock. She felt the shudder through his body as she gripped his dick and started pumping it smoothly with her hand. Geoffrey groaned as Lara took his cock into her mouth, running her tongue along the underside of it while she sucked on his helmet. Slowly she started taking him in deeper and deeper all the while still pumping her. With her still on her knees, her ass facing him, Geoffrey reached out pushing his thumb against her asshole. Lara moaned in surprise, and then moaned louder when his thumb pressed up into her anus. She craned her neck to look at him, his cock half slipping out of her mouth as a wicked grin crossed her flawless face. Nathan backed away from the door as she turned, afraid that she'd see him, but when he heard her coo softly he couldn't help but look again. Running his thumb in and out of her tight sphincter, Geoffrey had pushed his fore and middle fingers into her soft pussy, the result was the room being filled with the wet squelching noise of Lady Croft's juicy cunt, and the slurring of her lips running up and down his cock. "Ehmmm huhmm.. errhnumm", Lara moaned and whimpered as she felt her boy-toy's digits violating her orifices, loving the heating pleasure growing between her legs. Lara Croft, however, would not be satisfied with his fingers bringing her to her yearning lust filled destination; she would want his stiff, pulsing dick to be the crescendo of this sexual tryst. She plopped his cock out of her mouth and continued stroking it as she stretched to reach for the sealed condom on the bedside table. Lara ripped the seal off with her teeth then squeezed the latex disk out with one hand. She was again smiling naughtily as she rolled the rubber over Geoffrey's cock, sealing it in the red skin. Nathan groaned as he watched Lara mount the young man, from where he was standing he had the perfect view of her wet pussy hovering over the skipper's rock hard cock. Geoffrey held his cock steady as Lara lowered herself. She bit her bottom lip hard as she felt him enter her, his cock pushing up into her sex. "Ahh.. yesss", Lara whispered as she sank all the way down his length. She immediately started riding him driving her soaked cunt up and down his sheathed cock. As her pussy adjusted to the initial intrusion and stretched around his cock, Lara moved faster. Panting, she bucked her hips as she bounced on his cock, inviting him deeper into her hot, wet snatch, her pink lips wrapping around the thick circumference. Nathan's cock ached pressed against his jean as he watched Lara fuck her hired help. The young man's cock shoving deep into her pussy and slurring out again. He could see the soft chills run up Lara's spine as she enjoyed riding the man, and the side of her breast as it bounced and swayed with her strained movements. "Oh lover", Lara purred as Geoffrey groped her soft oversized melons, squeezing them together her brown nipples standing out. Her ass tapped loudly against his balls as she drove her cunt up and down his cock. Lara bent down over Geoffrey and sucked on his chin before she licked down his neck making him groan loudly. She moved her waist very slowly, running her pussy to his tip before swallowing his entire length. When she felt him fill her vagina completely she moved her waist in small circles loving the feeling of his throbs increasing inside her. Lara shifted her momentum, rolling on her back with Geoffrey on top of her, his cock slipping out of her pussy. She grabbed it feeling it slip around in her fingers, the latex drenched in her sweet juices. Geoffrey pushed his hips forward when Lara positioned him at her slit, his cock once again filling her fully. He gripped her left leg and threw it over his shoulder, her athletic body easily adjusting to the awkward angle. From this position Geoffrey drove his cock deep into her pussy once, holding there. He then started driving in and out of her mustering the longest and deepest strokes he could. Lara thrashed about on the bed beneath him, running her fingers into the fabric of his trousers, gripping his ass. She felt herself grow more and more exited, her orgasm nearing rapidly. "Don't stop.. eer..I'm so close darling..huh..g-going..t- to cum", Lara whinnied. She gripped his ass tighter squeezing it as she used her body to meet his thrusts. Nathan felt his cock throb as he watched Lara and her partner bounce on top of the bed; he bit back the groans as he watched the pornographic performance. Meanwhile Lara struggled to breathe, her voice turning into a husky yet delectable chorus of inaudible moans. She grit her teeth and stopped moving as her pussy tightened, gripping around the thick cock. Lara threw her head back her hips involuntarily jerking into Geoffrey's, burying his cock inside her. Her body shot into violent spasms as she came hard, the surging pleasure rolling through her system. Lara ran her fingers over her throbbing clit increasing the pleasure, her breathing heavy and ragged. She felt the cock inside her pulse urgently before she gasped as Geoffrey pulled out of her. Geoffrey quickly peeled the condom off his aching dick feeling his load run up his shaft. Lara gripped his dick and aimed it at her tits as she pumped it. She gasped again as he let rip, jets of stringy white goop painting erotic art over her heaving bosom. Lara rubbed the sticky mess over her tits smiling up at the exhausted skipper. She sat up slightly and sucked on his twitching cock cleaning the glistening member. "I enjoyed that immensely", she smiled, her face glowing in satisfaction. Nathan rested his back against the wall as he tried to control his breathing. He wished he had that issue of FHM with Lara half naked covering her breasts; he'd need it for the handjob he'd have to give himself. *********** ************* **************** Nathan stood in the early morning sun watching Zip start up the sea plane. He turned around as Lara came out on deck. She was dressed in her kit; light brown midriff sweater and tight shorts. She wore her backpack and holster rig, in which were her guns. He pulled out one of the guns as Lara passed him. She was shocked but did nothing, as she watched him examine it. "Nice. Hair trigger, custom handle for better grip and less kick, chamber made for easy and fast reloads. I'm impressed Lara", he said looking down the sight getting a feel for it. Lara took it from him and re-holstered it. "And tell me Mr. Drake what kind of weapon are you hiding?" she asked glancing down at his crotch, "Maybe if you did more than spy, it could have been mutually beneficial", she smiled at him, that same wicked smile he had seen on her face while she sucked her skipper's cock last night. Damn, he thought, she had seen him. "E-hum, yes well", he cleared the lump in his throat, "the thing is I..." Lara smiled again then turned to Zip who was getting back on the yacht, "I want you to go back home on the KOGO, Zip. Nathan will accompany me to Egypt." "I will?" "He will", Zip repeated. "Yes. I'll need a hand getting Professor Von Croy back, without handing the key to Adlah..." "Then we can chart a course for India", she said as she tossed him a silver Desert Eagle. "India?" Nathan asked, surprised, "but Shamiram?"... He put the gun into the leather shoulder holster he wore. Lara just smiled again. "Do you know how to pilot a plane Mr. Drake?" TO BE CONTINUED. Hit a bit of writers block with the conclusion of Tomb Raider: Rituals, sorry to those of you who were enjoying it. I had been busy on this story and had finished the first chapter, so I thought what the hell, might as well put it in. I'll post the last chapter of Rituals as soon as it's done - INYOTEF ;) Tomb Raider: Uncharted Ch. 02 Previously in Tomb Raider Uncharted: Sailing her expensive yacht on the sparkling seas of Miami, Florida served as a luxurious diversion for Lara Croft as she waited for a gangbanger who carried an ancient Assyrian key she required. On boarding the boat with gangsters and drug sealers Ms Croft acquired her little trinket by force, and when she went below deck, she found a man who had been beaten up there; that man was an adventurer in his own right, Nathan Drake, descendent of famous explorer Sir Francis Drake... On freeing Drake and entertaining him on her yacht Lara told him that she required the key to free a friend then left the conversation hanging in the air as she retired for an evening of "private time", but not without Nathan getting an eye full... Lara then told Nathan he would accompany her to Egypt to free her friend Professor Von Croy from an Arab arms dealer and Jihad leader... * The hazy vapors of evaporating water caused the hot sun to almost swim in the golden sky; from the north the white sea plane shimmered in its glare as it flew in earthbound. Nathan Drake eased the stick down as he flew the aircraft down toward the river. "We have hurry, we're really pressed for time", Lara said to him as she checked her guns for the fifth time since they had left Miami. "Yeah", Nathan replied, "We're really, really low on fuel." "I'm worried about my engagement with Adlah dear, his not a very patient man and shan't like us taking our sweet time." Nathan checked his watch, "thought you set the meet for three, local time?" "I also said I was unwilling to trade him the key for Werner." "Can't be much of a friend", Nathan smirked. "Actually Werner was my trusted mentor, and one of the dearest people in my life, that was until he left me for dead; here in Egypt actually. However, I am not about to give a man like Abdul bin Adlah the finance he needs for his holy war." Nathan kept the next comment to himself, Lara Croft certainly was a passionate woman; he had to admire that. He just hoped she had a plan. "We're coming in to the town about a mile up." A wave of water dashed up into the air like liquid wings as the sea plane came in, landing on the water of the Nile River. "Atbara", Lara said looking at the town overhead. A man came running over the peer when he saw her. He ran to the door of the plane and opened it, "Ms Croft, I thought you will not be making it in time." "Abu, nice of you to come and greet us", Lara smiled stepping out. The little man was dressed in white, his greasy long hair looked tangled and unkempt, the crown of his head completely bald. His beady eyes were peering down Lara's cleavage as she stepped onto the peer. "Be a darling and have the plane filled will you Abu, I fear we'll be making a rather hasty retreat." Nathan climbed over the passenger seat and also got out of the plane. He was surprised to see a suspicious glare on Abu's mouse-like face as he looked at him. "Hey, I'm Nathan", he smiled, extending his hand. Abu looked at him, and then turned to follow Lara as she strutted toward the town. "Jeez, talk about cold reception, Lara, I don't like Egypt", he said running after her as well. "The place is rather deserted, isn't it", Lara said to Nathan as he caught up. Abu answered, "Abdul bin Adlah brings with him fear and terror, Ms Croft, the people will cower in their homes until he passes through." "Wonderful", Nathan said sarcastically. "We had better prepare ourselves for his arrival then, shan't we?" Lara commented, thinking out loud. ********** *************** ************* In the quietness of the Town Square Lara heard the rumbling engine of the truck that approached from down the dusty street. It drove into the town and stopped. Abdul bin Adlah was dressed in his black jilbāb. His long grey beard rested on his chest, his eyes were like black coals in their sockets. "Mr. Adlah, I trust you have brought my friend?" Abdul looked back at the truck. Two men pulled the elderly gentleman out of the back; he looked unharmed, though he did seem a tad dehydrated. "Are you alright Werner?" "Fine my dear, a little the worse for ware, but quite..." He shut his mouth as Adlah raised a hand. "Where is my key?" Lara was looking at Nathan as he moved over the roof top, trying to position himself just above Adlah's men as she spoke, "I have it..." "I really do hate it when my integrity is scrutinized Mr. Adlah." "YYYAAAAHHH!" Nathan leapt off the roof and onto the two guards with the almighty yell. Adlah looked behind him to see Drake dive one of his men to the dirt. He turned back to face Lara, only to find her first hurtling toward his face fast. Lara swung hard knocking Adlah through his jaw. As he went down; she looked at Nathan as he wrestled with the man beneath him. More men were now getting out of the truck armed with machine guns. Lara drew her own pistols ready to fire, but the men ran to cover, firing at her, forcing her to dive behind the nearby well. Nathan swung a right hook that connected with the man's jaw in a loud crunch; he got ready to follow through with a head butt, when he saw the men with machine guns had turned their attentions to him. He rolled off the man lying flat on the ground covering is head with his hands as the spray of bullets thrift through the dirt around him and hit the truck behind him. Lara took advantage of the situation to dart out of cover and squeeze off a few shots of her own, taking down two of the goons as she ran for Von Croy. Reaching him Lara tugged him under his arm yanking him to the safety of a nearby dwelling. "Werner, are you fit enough to get yourself out of here?" she yelled above he blaring gunfire. "Just you point the way child!" Meanwhile, Nathan pulled the Desert Eagle out of his holster and fired it in the direction of the men. When they got down behind cover he quickly got to his feet ready to move. He looked at the truck and spotted the leak in the gas tank, "Oh, not good." What caught his attention next was the whirling noise of chopper blades. It flew in from the south, a man with a M65 assault riffle ready to fire at him. The bullets ripped over the ground hitting the truck again, igniting sparks... "Oh com'n, are you serious!" Nathan yelled running. The thundering explosion caused a wave that knocked him off his feet and slammed him like a rag doll against a nearby wall. Again taking advantage of the diversion Lara came out of hiding shooting up at the chopper. She hit the shooter in the shoulder and he clutched it as he plummeted to the earth. Ms Croft clicked the empty clips out of her gun as she skidded across the ground kicking up a cloud of dirt and dust as she slid to the cover of the well. She reloaded her weapons and held it up ready to go. Nathan stirred on the ground his ears ringing from the explosion, "How the hell do I get myself in these situations"? "Ludicrous", he said getting to his feet. He shot at the group of men as he darted to Lara. Lara Knelt with her back to the well as bullets hit the old bricks breaking them apart into small particle. She looked at Nathan as he came in kneeling next to her, "You're looking fashionable once again." Nathan's side of his body was covered in dirt, the cut above is eye had once again started to bleed, a dark red stain running down his face. "Nice", Nathan mocked as he rose and shot at the men, hitting one of them in the neck; the guy gurgling, hand clutching his bleeding throat. "Oh, bloody hell, this isn't getting us anywhere is it", Lara moaned as the bullets ricocheted around her. She holstered one gun and cocked the other. "Give me some covering fire, will you." Nathan looked at her, confused; it was becoming something he was doing a lot, but he got up and fired at the men again and they ducked behind cover. Lara peeked out to find the chopper; it was right above the men. She got up and took aim quickly then fired a single shot... Bullet time would have seen the hammer of the gun slam, driving the firing pin forward, the empty shell flicking out on the chamber as the bullet shot out in a brief nozzle flash. The bullet streamed through the air, shattered through the chopper's windshield, drilled through the pilot's helmet, then busts the skull of his forehead apart before it got logged in his brain... "How can things possibly get this fucked up", Nathan said watching as the chopper spun around in the air. The blades smashed against the ground turning some of the goons to mince meat as it chopped them up. It hit the ground then shot up enveloped in fire, introducing the impending explosion. Lara dove Nathan through a nearby door as the chopper spun and rolled toward them. Looking through the door at the in coming catastrophe, Nathan rolled on top of Lara covering her, as the chopper exploded just outside the door, shrapnel flinging over them, as the place they were in shook causing debris to fall from the ceiling. In the deafening chiming in her ears Lara could make out Adlah speaking, she looked through the watery haze of the fire to see him get into another truck that had come before it drove off; he must have thought they were killed in the explosion. Nathan rose up allowing Lara to breathe and turned to see the sheering flames outside the door. He looked back at Lara; she was staring at him, that same mischievous smile on her face he had seen before. His blood instantly ran to his cock. "All that hard steel in my hands, firing off shots, the action, it really gets the adrenalin going doesn't it? I really get off on it", Lara said, smiling sexily. Nathan couldn't control himself; all at once his mind was thrown back to that lucky bastard skipper, images of him drilling Lara on the yacht. He went down and pressed his lips against hers hard, pressing his tongue into her mouth. Adrenalin boiled over into passion and all Lara could do was moan as she pulled Nathan's body on top of her and opened her mouth allowing him to explore hers. The burning need in between her legs was making her impatient though, and she moved her hands down to undo his belt. Nathan ripped his lips from Lara's and groaned as his zip flew down and her hand snaked into his pants to wrap round his hard dick. Meanwhile Lara quickly left his cock to pull down her own shorts, but with the straps of her gun holsters round her legs she couldn't shimmy them down all the way. "FUCK", Nathan moaned as his shinny circumcised knob pressed against Ms Croft's wet pussy lips. He looked down at her beautiful face; it was partially covered in dirt, her eyes fluttering rapidly. "Hurry up lover, push inside me", she purred. Nathan bit his lip, his cock throbbed as it rested against Lara's slit, he felt like he was going to blow there and then. He took a strained breath as he pushed his hips into her, her pussy gripping around his cock as he pushed it into her toned body. God she was so wet, so ready for him, his cock twitching as it was sheathed in the burning heat of Lady Croft's incredible sex. Her legs wrapped around him as he shoved further into her, slowly thrusting out then feeding into her as he eased forward. Lara licked her lips as she felt Nathan's hard cock slide between her clammy legs, the insatiable need to be shagged causing her body to burn up, "Hurry up you daft idiot, fuck me already." Nathan was delirious with pleasure; he started to pump his cock into Lara quickly, using short, quick thrusts, his cock throbbing painfully as it was drawn deeper inside her hot gash. The clutter of her belt rig, and shorts making it hard for him to drive his full length into her, but he didn't care, she felt so goddamn amazing inside. As he held himself on his arms and thrust in and out of her as he watched those full round large breasts jiggle. Lara grunted as her sweaty breasts were exposed to the heated air from the fire, her light brown nipples instantly hardening. Another grunt escaped her full lips as Nathan started to nip and suck her nipple. Her breathing grew heavier as she got caught in the intense pleasure, lightly meeting Nathan's strong strokes. Nathan removed his mouth from her tit and huffed as he drove in and out of her sopping cunt, his balls beginning to ach, his back throbbing from where he had hit it against the wall; but he continued fucking her harder faster, her pussy starting to convulse round his thick cock. "Hahh, hah, ohh, ohh, god, t-that's soo.. so yummy.. darling", Lara whined, as she felt Nathan ram his hard dick in and out of her, her sweet, sweet juices running from her seeping pussy down the crack of her ass. Next thing; she bit the crook of his neck, her legs squeezing his waist tightly as her pussy contracted, "Hahh, hahh, HAAAAH!" she screamed as she was overwhelmed by a mind blowing orgasm her eyes driving to the back of her head. Her body shuddered underneath Drake before her limbs tensed in the surge of pleasure. Nathan's grunts grew desperate, as he continued to scour Lara's tender, dripping cunt with his aching cock, feeling her arch into him, her breasts pushing into his chest as her orgasm rolled through her sensual body. Lara felt him throb violently inside her, signaling his own impending climax... "Pull, out lover, don't cum inside me." She gasped as he slithered his cock out of her pussy. He rolled off her and pumped his cock twice shivering as he shot his load on the ground. Out of breath, he knelt next to Lara his glistening cock deflating slowly. He looked over at her; her eyes were wide as she looked past him. He followed her gaze... The family was staring at them, the husband and his wife, the little girl in their arms as they hid in the cupboard; they had dived into the family's home. "Oh, my", Lara said face red wit embarrassment, getting to her feet and pulling up her pants, then covering her exposed boobs. Nathan smiled awkwardly as he put his dick away, "We'll just let ourselves out the back." The two of them walked briskly out of the house. "E-um", Nathan cleared his throat as they made it outside again, "I guess we better make it back to the sea plane." "The plane is gone", Lara said looking at him, strands of her hair clung to her brow, her face glowing slightly, "Werner took it." "How do..." "We find a place to stay the night, I'll have Zip send my jet to the airport, then tomorrow we make for India..." ********** *************** ************* Nathan looked out the window of the hotel they were staying in, there was a lot of commotion in the town of Atbara, but then again, he thought, it's not everyday that a chopper crashed into someone's house killing five armed men. Lara's little friend Abu, despite his misleading appearance, was quite resourceful; he had managed to use his influence over officials to pin everything on Adlah. He didn't know why he was surprised, Lara was a countess, and had connections around the globe. The bathroom door opened and Lara walked out wearing her tank top and a pair of royal blue panties, Nathan swallowed a groan looking at her curvaceous body, the top straining over her large breasts, her nipples clearly visible, her hear tussled from her shower, her long sexy legs, shinning, still a bit damp. Lara noticed the bulge in his jean, "behave darling, there's no time for shagging now." Nathan's face contorted in a disappointed scowl. "Werner will be meeting us in Bangalore in India tomorrow evening from there we have to make our way to the tomb of Sheik Mohinder Sudesh." Nathan looked at her curiously, "The sheik Alexander the Great allegedly stayed with?" "Good boy, you know your history Mr. Drake..." "Yes, as a gift to the sheik for the hand of his daughter, Alexander gave him the coffin of Artaxerxes, being made of gold, it was rather valuable, of course Alexander violated his daughter later..." "But what we're interested in lay inside the coffin and is far more valuable." Nathan watched her as she brushed her long brown hair, "No one knows for sure what's in his coffin." "Werner von Croy is a greedy bastard, but he is a world renowned archeologist, and he believes it's the scepter of the Northern King of Acadia." "You kidding me right", Nathan snorted, "the scepter of the God-King..." "It's a myth." "Lara stared at her reflection in the mirror, "Ningirsu. "Fertility god of ancient Acadia..." She turned to Nathan Drake, "A god bound in the form of a man in the days before Noah's flood..." "Yeah, I know the legend, he ruled as the Northern God-King taking every virgin daughter of the Acadian people to his bed and producing warrior men for his armies. When the mortal king died he put his powers into the scepter. Like I said Lara, it's a myth", Nathan said in a mocking tone. Lara walked and sat on the bed, "Artaxerxes ruled a great army, if he used the scepter to breed that army..." "It's a goddamn myth Lara, myth, do you understand that? "Well we will certainly see if it is won't we", she retorted. She got under the blankets, then turned to Nathan, "you'll be sleeping on the floor by the way, I sleep with a gun under my pillow in case you misbehave." She turned around and closed her eyes. Nathan laid down on the hard floor resting his head on a rolled up blanket. His mind milling over what Lara had said. Even if the whole army breeding sex god myth was a bunch of bullshit, the scepter itself was said to be made of solid gold encrusted with blue diamonds. It would be worth billions of dollars... ...with that last titillating thought he drifted to sleep. ********** *************** ************* Cairo International Airport... She certainly was a woman of expensive taste, Nathan thought as he looked at the Gulfstream G550 private jet they were driving toward, it was priced at a high end of $ 50 000 000. The captain welcomed them, "Lady Croft, we are ready to take off whenever you're ready, and..." "Bangalore International, George, we leave immediately", she said passing him and boarding the plane. "Yes ma'am. Five minutes later the engine roared as the plane ran down the landing strip, it flew up into the air, landing gear folding in as it rose higher into the African sky. TO BE CONTINUED... Tomb Raider: Uncharted Ch. 03 Previously in Tomb Raider Uncharted: Sailing her expensive yacht on the sparkling seas of Miami, Florida served as a luxurious diversion for Lara Croft as she waited for a gangbanger who carried an ancient Assyrian key she required. On boarding the boat with gangsters and drug sealers Ms Croft acquired her little trinket by force, and when she went below deck, she found a man who had been beaten up there; that man was an adventurer in his own right, Nathan Drake, descendent of famous explorer Sir Francis Drake... On freeing Drake and entertaining him on her yacht Lara told him that she required the key to free a friend then left the conversation hanging in the air as she retired for an evening of "private time", but not without Nathan getting an eye full... Lara then told Nathan he would accompany her to Egypt to free her friend Professor Von Croy from an Arab arms dealer and Jihad leader. Lara and Nathan then made their way to Atbara, Egypt, where she met Abdul bin Adlah in the town square. A gun battle ensued ending in a narrow escape from an exploding chopper. Seeing as how Adlah thought Lara and Nathan were killed in the blast he took off leaving the two to enjoy some R&R in a small house... Now free, Werner Von Croy took Lara's sea plane and flew to India. Meanwhile Lara told Nathan that the coffin of Artaxerxes the Assyrian king lay in India. Nathan learned that what was in the coffin was the scepter of an ancient god-king of Acadia and the two took off in Lara's private jet to find it... * The bustling crowds of people were rowdy as they went about their business. There seemed to be hundreds of them, all going about their daily affairs, paying little or no regard to the American man, and British Lady sitting in the outside restaurant. Lara Croft sat sipping a glass of ice water, Nathan Drake across from her nursing a beer. "What time do you think Von Croy will turn up?" Nathan asked. Lara wasn't listening to him. The jeep across the road had caught her attention. It had been standing there ever since they had arrived. The jeep had its windows rolled up, and at 37 °C that was rather peculiar. She put down her glass of water and got up. Nathan once again gave her a puzzled look. * The radio came alive in a buzz of static again, "Oliver, report? What is subject up to?" "She's on the move. Moving out of the restaurant into the crowd, do we follow?" "Negative, she may become suspicious." Oliver spoke again, a little nervous this time, "I think she already is!" * Lara Croft walked toward the jeep briskly; she could just see the man inside shuffle uncomfortably. She drew one of her dual pistols as she came up to the window. The man inside covered his face as she used the handle of her gun to break the window open, broken glass shattering onto him. When the shock wore off he felt a gun's barrel against his temple. "If you going to be inconspicuous, try not using a jeep with government plates darling", Lara said flicking the hammer of her gun, "now, why don't you tell me who you are working for?" Lara turned to the sound of a 12 gauge shot gun cocking. "Howdy Lara. Why don't you lower that there sidearm?" The man with the shotgun had short brownish hair, his face hard and gruff; he spoke with a distinct Texan accent. He wore a navy blue shirt, and black jeans with brown cowboy boots. Over his shoulders was a holster for his shotgun. "Been a long time sweetness." "Larson Conway..." "Yes it has been a while hasn't it, so lovely to see you again", Lara said sarcastically. Larson lifted the gun aiming at Lara's head. Lara watched as the street erupted in a panic of mass-hysteria, still pressing her gun against the temple of the man in the car. "Can't fight us all sweetness. Why don't ya be a doll and hand over the key of that Taxy king?" "Charming", Lara smirked. "So tell me Larson, since you don't even know how to pronounce, Artaxerxes', name, I gather you, as usual, are the lackey of an even more unscrupulous individual. So why don't you give me the name of your employer." "The k..." Larson Conway choked on his words as another gun pressed against the back of his head. "Why don't we tone down the tension just a little bit", Nathan chimed in. "Now we have whatta ya think Lara ten minutes..." "Ten sounds right Nathan", She confirmed. "Yip, ten minutes till the local law enforcement breaks up this little showdown..." "Americans and Britons with loaded guns; that'll go down well." Larson seemed to visibly maul over things in his mind. He wasn't the brainiest of people around, but made up for that with his considerable military experience. The fact that he went AWOL also magnified his aggressive nature; he was a man that though nothing of collateral damage. All this taken into consideration, the bulky Texan was not a cold hearted murderer, and there were hundreds of civilians who would be caught in the crossfire. He lowered his shotgun. "Okay, Lara, you take your sweet little ass and make your getaway. But you best be looking over your shoulder sweetheart." Oliver, the man with Lara's gun pressed to his temple moved slowly; he clutched the key and started up the engine. When the engine revved, Larson walked to the jeep slowly, still keeping his shotgun on Lara. When he got in, Lara pulled the gun away and the jeep rode off down the street. Nathan moved next to Lara holstering his weapon, "another friend who left you for dead?" "Not exactly; Larson Conway is a Neanderthal, but don't let that fool you, he is rather dangerous." * Lara had been sitting in the little restaurant all day waiting on Professor Von Croy to turn up. Nathan had already left to find a suitable hotel for them to spend the night; that was over two hours ago. Now the sun was sinking and Ms Croft watched as the crowds in the streets began to wane. The elderly Austrian man removed his hat as he took a seat opposite Lara. He was dressed in a light tan colour suit, with an open color white shirt. He fixed his large round spectacles, his eyes going down Lara's long shapely legs, crossed just in front of him. He had known her since she was a young girl. After her mother mysteriously disappeared in the Himalayas he had almost been a father to the young orphan. When she was sixteen years old, it was him who had taken her on her first expedition in Egypt... ...Looking at her now, he saw that she was no longer a little girl; on the contrary, she was very much grown up. At the age of thirty, she had developed quite nicely; her body was slender with perfect curves in just the right places, her large 34DD sized natural breasts caused her top to stretch over them. Her legs were long and well toned; of course her years of exploring deadly tombs contributed to her athletic build, still he had to cross his legs to hide his growing bulge. "Forgive my tardiness my dear, I was held up." "Oh can we please cut all the bloody bollocks Werner..." "It's rather obvious that Larson Conway was acting in your behalf." Werner took off his spectacles again. This time he pulled out a cloth from his inner-jacket pocket and wiped it clean. As he did so, he looked up at Lara, "Nothing gets past you..." "Fine, yes, Larson acted on my word. Considering how much I am paying him I was rather disappointed that he failed." "So it is the scepter of the God-King of Acadia then. That's in the coffin, I mean?" "Yes, yes it is." Lara got up and placed her palms on the table, leaning over it, "so you got yourself in trouble with Abdul bin Adlah so that I would retrieve the key, and then you would use Larson to take it from me..." He put his spectacles back on, "not quite..." "My capture by Adlah was a rouse. I needed you to get the key from the gangsters. Adlah agreed if I paid him $ 100 000." "Well Werner, you can count on the fact that I will get to the coffin and get the Scepter, and if you get in my way..." her tone was menacing. She turned to leave. "Lara, you don't know how to find the Tomb of Sheik Mohinder Sudesh..." She turned back to him. He smiled at the small victory, "I need that key, and you need to know the location, I'd say we're caught in a stalemate." "So how do you propose we sought this little quarrel out, Werner?" His smile turned into a grin, "we help one another of course..." "With my knowledge in the field of archeology, and your gifts in raiding ancient tombs we will make a good pair, no?" Lara stared at her own reflection in his large circular specs. His grin was so wide he looked like a Cheshire cat, "my services come at a price though Lara." Lara's light brown eyes narrowed on him, "and what price may that be I wonder?" * The sky had turned a dusky orange, with purplish clouds floating overhead hiding the sinking sun. The few people that were around were now busy closing their little shops. Their were a herd of pachyderms being led passed an ally by a young little Indian boy; had the boy ventured closer to the ally he would have surely heard the soft groans coming from it. A few meters down the ally Werner Von Croy leant against the cold plastered wall with his pants down by his ankles. He was moaning loudly holding the base of his long dick. Lara Croft was on her knees allowing the much older man to guide his penis in and out of her mouth as she closed her luscious lips around it. Lara didn't look at Werner; she couldn't look at him, not while she was busy giving him a blowjob. She had said it before, and now she was thinking it yet again; the things she did for treasure. She bobbed her head slowly back and forth, running her lips along his cock, letting her saliva coat it. Lara plopped his cock out of her mouth then gripped it and started pumping it slowly at first, but quickly going faster. She raked her teeth over his head causing soft twitches to run up his spine, then swallowed is dick again. Unconscientiously her free hand traveled to her pussy, and she started rubbing it through her shorts. She kept every movement in stride; her head bobbing over his cock, her hand pumping it, and the other rubbing her covered vagina. Werner gripped her head with both hands as she worked him expertly with that wonderful mouth of hers; his body trembling as he found it more and more difficult to hold on. Feeling the pulsations of his cock grow more urgent; Lara started pumping so fast that her hand blurred with rapid motion; she sucked faster as well, her cheek bulging as his cock head hit the inside of it. Werner held his breath as his cock started to tighten "OOOR, Fffck.. cu.. can't", he murmured basking in the sensational feeling. Lara ripped her mouth from her cock and opened wide just as his hips jerked in a jolting spasm; his cock erupting in a shower of white strings that spilt into her mouth. It splashed against the roof of her mouth and onto her tongue, some of it spilling down her chin in a creamy, sticky mess. Lara closed her mouth and swallowed; her hand still slowly pumping his softening member. Werner stood against the wall breathing heavily, a sated smile plastered on his aged face. Lara used his jacket to wipe his spunk off her mouth as she rose... "Satisfied?" "Very", he smiled in response... "You have grown into quite a knowledgeable young woman, my dear." Lara said nothing. She could still taste the saltiness of his cum in her mouth; it made her feel like such a slut. However there was now an aching need tingling in her vagina; an itch that needed scratching, but Lara would be damned if she was going to allow Werner's wrinkled old cock inside her. "You got you're, payment", She reminded him, trying to think of something else. Werner was cleaning the mixture of cum and spit of his cock with a hanky, Lara looking in disgust, "tomorrow we go into the jungles and make our way to the tomb", he replied. Werner pulled up his pants and zipped up, and then left Lara by herself in the ally. * Nathan jumped as Lara slammed shut the door of his hotel room when she stormed inside. He had just stepped out of the shower so he had only wore a towel around his waist. "Of all the sodden bastards in the world I have to be coaxed into god forsaken acts with him", she said to no one in particular. Yet again Nathan was puzzled, it wasn't like he had worked out the universal mystery of the female mind, but he found Lara Croft particularly mind bogglingly unpredictable, "e-hum, who are we talking about?" ..."Thanks for knocking by the way." Lara shot him an annoyed look. She walked over to him fast, untying her belt and allowing the harness to fall to the ground. "OH... FUCK ME!" Nathan whined, as she yanked off his towel and swallowed his limp dick. She sucked fast, impatiently. It was clear she wanted him hard. Of course though, a ravishing woman like Lara had on problems in getting a man to 'rise to the occasion', so it wasn't long before she felt Nathan swell in her mouth. Nathan didn't know what was with this woman, but right now he didn't care. His eyes fluttered as she ran her lips over his cock, taking it to the back of her throat. She was sucking so hard it felt like she'd draw the cum from his balls. Lara rose to her feet popping the button of her shorts then yanked them down along with her satin blue panties. She then rose and pulled off her top, her firm oversized breasts swaying free. Nathan swallowed looking at her naked body up close; but he didn't get the time to admire her beauty because Lara was on him again. She gripped his cock and pulled it between her legs as she cleared the little dressing table and sat on it. Nathan bit his cheek when she rested his cock head against her slit and feeling just how wet and ready she was. Well fuck he thought, if this was how she wanted it, he was going to give it to her. He gripped her waist and drove his cock into her hard. Lara winced in pain at the somewhat forceful penetration between her thighs as Nathan's thick dick slid all the way inside her. The feeling caused soft tremors to run up her spine and she breathed slowly as Nathan held himself inside her, her pussy muscles flexing around his cock, growing accustomed to the sheer width of his wide circumference. Her eyes fluttered open as she looked at Nathan; he was looking up at the ceiling breathing heavily. "Fuck me now", she whispered. Nathan looked down at her, looked into those gleaming brown eyes; taken aback by the lust in them. He drew his cock from her body then slammed into her causing the entire dressing table to shake. He did it again, then again, her pussy gripping around his cock with every painfully delicious thrust. Lara pinched her eyes closed and bit her bottom lip as her ass tapped against the table with Nathan ramming into her clammy cunt. She shook as the pleasure grew, her pussy yearning for the release that had been ignited there when she was sucking off Von Croy. Deeper and faster, quick and hard; Nathan groaned as he pumped away at Lara's sex, fucking the British aristocrat with everything he had. Her pussy was getting hotter and wetter around his cock, inviting him deeper as he worked in and out of it. "Ohh, ohh, hahh, Lara whimpered as she prepared for the much needed orgasm budding from deep within her core. "Faster, lover.. a-bit.. f-faster," she breathed in a shaky voice. "Haaah", Nathan groaned as he slammed his cock into Lara as hard as he could. He pumped and pumped mercilessly in and out her dripping pussy, feeling her muscles inside flex around his cock, her pussy lips wrapping around preparing for the impending burst of semen. "I'm gonna blow Lara" Nathan yelled, starting to withdraw his pulsing cock. "NO!" Lara yelled desperately, pulling him against her sweaty body and wrapping her arms around him. Nathan pumped into her so hard, that she fell back hitting the back of her head against the mirror and cracking it. Nathan's thrusts grew shorter until he couldn't anymore... "FFffck", he groaned again as he let rip. Lara's pussy tightened as the cum gushed deep inside her, bursting globs of milky cream into her body. Lara's legs ran up his hips as she came with him, her body aching in raking spasms, the feeling pulsing through her, satisfying her sexual need. The silence of the hotel room was only broken by the heavy breathing that came from Lara and Nathan. Lara's legs, once riding high slid down Nathan's waist as she enjoyed the fading feeling of her orgasm. The knock on the door brought them back to their senses. Lara winced as Nathan pulled his dick out of her and he went to the door. She heard the voice of the well spoken Indian hotel manager... "Excuse me sir, I was phoned with a report of noise coming from your room." "Oh", Nathan stammered, red faced, "sorry, yes, I broke the mirror of the dresser by mistake. I'll pay for it of course." "I'm sorry for being a nuisance sir, but how did you manage to do that?" Lara walked past the manager pulling on her top, his eyes bulging as he caught a glimpse of the underside of her tits as the material skimmed over them. She strutted down the hallway then disappeared into her own room. The manager looked back at Nathan speechless. Nathan just smiled. * This was going to be one interesting adventure Lara thought as she rode the huge elephant through the lush jungle... In front, Werner Von Croy was leading the way, behind Larson Conway brought up the rear followed by seven of his men. And next to her was Nathan Drake. Usually she worked alone. She preferred it that way... No doubt all these men would prove there usefulness in this little expedition; whether that would be in her interests or not... ...Well, that would have to be seen. TO BE CONTINUED. Tomb Raider: Uncharted Ch. 04 Previously in Tomb Raider Uncharted: Sailing her expensive yacht on the sparkling seas of Miami, Florida served as a luxurious diversion for Lara Croft as she waited for a gangbanger who carried an ancient Assyrian key she required. On boarding the boat with gangsters and drug dealers Ms Croft acquired her little trinket by force, and when she went below deck, she found a man who had been beaten up there; that man was an adventurer in his own right, Nathan Drake, descendent of famous explorer Sir Francis Drake... On freeing Drake and entertaining him on her yacht Lara told him that she required the key to free a friend then left the conversation hanging in the air as she retired for an evening of "private time", but not without Nathan getting an eye full... Lara then told Nathan he would accompany her to Egypt to free her friend Professor Von Croy from an Arab arms dealer and Jihad leader. Lara and Nathan then made their way to Atbara, Egypt, where she met Abdul bin Adlah in the town square. A gun battle ensued ending in a narrow escape from an exploding chopper. Seeing as how Adlah thought Lara and Nathan were killed in the blast he took off leaving the two to enjoy some R&R in a small house... Now free, Werner Von Croy took Lara's sea plane and flew to India. Meanwhile Lara told Nathan that the coffin of Artaxerxes the Assyrian king lay in India. Nathan learned that what was in the coffin was the scepter of an ancient god-king of Acadia and the two took off in Lara's private jet to find it. On arrival in India Lara and Nathan found a new player in the game, Someone from Lady Croft's past; the mercenary, Larson Conway. Once again Lara's passive-aggressive demeanor saw a volatile situation defused. And Larson and his men retreated... Lara had figured out that Von Croy was the one that hired Larson, a fact that he confirmed. He then revealed that his whole capture by Adlah was a rouse orchestrated to coax Lara into obtaining the key to Artaxerxes' coffin. Since Werner was the one who knew how to get to the coffin Lara had no choice but to work with him; so Lara, Nathan, Werner, and Larson started their journey into the Jungles of India... The herd of elephants roamed deeper and deeper into the lush jungle, trudging along through the thick grass. The humid air caused clothes to stick to damp, sweaty skin making the expedition very uncomfortable. Nathan Drake slapped the back of his neck again; the bugs were a constant irritation. Up front, Werner Von Croy held up his hand, signaling the group to halt... Lara Croft jumped off the pachyderm and walked up to the front of the group. She pulled a hanky out of her pocket and dabbed her sweaty brow. Putting it back in, she fixed her holster-rig cocking her hip. "Why are we stopping Werner?" she asked. He nodded his head, motioning her to look ahead of him a head. The thick bushes allowed no way for the massive mammals to pass. "From here we go on foot", Werner said to the group. Larson Conway walked up next to him then looked back at his men, Get 'em machete's out boys and start hacking." "Well, at least we'll have a work out, don't you think Mr. Drake", Lara said teasing Nathan as she walked past him, playfully bumping her shoulder into his. * If the group was hot and bothered before, the sweat was now running down their backs and foreheads. They had been moving and hacking through the thicket for over two hours. "Don't you think this is rather odd?" Lara asked, huffing slightly. "Odd?" Nathan asked. "Yes odd, this isn't a natural thicket. This has been purposefully grown." Nathan stopped hacking and looked around him, Lara was right. The vines seemed to have been twisted together, the bushes placed to grow as they were, nothing was so much, overgrown, and it almost appeared, cultivated. Even Larson seemed to catch on, "why the hell would someone want to grow a thicket?" "Isn't it obvious", Nathan replied, "to keep people out." Werner Von Croy looked at the growth, unlike the others; he didn't have a surprised look, "the Vash'i people." "Who the fuck is the Washy?" Larson asked. "Vash'i", Nathan corrected, "a tribe of mixed culture, Chinese and Indian." "Yes", Lara confirmed, "they live in the jungles here, their lives are simple, their actually a very humble and subdued group." Just then the whipping sound came from the left, an axe flinging out of the thicket; Lara bent over backward bending her knees, the axe just missing her cheek as it flung past and lodged into the tree behind her. The man in the loin cloth looked Indian with his dark skin and shiny hair, but his small eyes gave him a Chinese feature. He had come out of the thicket holding tight thick ropes; tied by the ropes, were five Bengal tigers. "Tukaal umtunah, Tukaal umtunah", he yelled. "Lara, I hate to argue with a lady, but he doesn't look too subdued", Nathan said backing away. "His a Washy!" Larson said raising his shotgun. The Vash'i man saw Larson's movement and yelled as he released the ropes, the five tigers charging. One darted toward Larson ready to pounce; but Larson raised his shotgun and fired the force of the shot flinging the beast back. Behind him the other beast struck jumping on one of the mercs, he yelled as the tigers teeth sunk into his neck as it jumped him to the ground. The third tiger ran for Nathan, also pouncing for him. He fell down flat on the ground rolling forward, the beast flying over him. He got to his feet and ran, falling forward, and almost losing his footing as he reached for his gun while running into the jungle. Lara Croft was a lot more graceful, she ran toward the tiger and when he tried to claw her she leapt into the air, tramping on the animal's back and using it as a spring board to shoot her body over and behind the Vash'i man. The man spun around pulling out two axes and swinging wildly. Lara moved her body, weaving and dodging the swings as she stepped back, finding space; she threw her body into a cartwheel then into a back flip. Landing she pulled out her guns, took aim and fired, pelting the axes out of the man's hands. Nathan Drake panted as he pushed his body, the tiger catching up. In front of him was a cliff, he was coming up on a dead end... "C'mon Nate, c'mon", he egged himself on as he reached the cliff and flung himself off the edge. The tiger sprang after him. He threw his hands out grabbing wildly at the loose vines; finally, luckily, grabbing one he twisted his body, swinging around back to the cliff. He kicked the incoming tiger, and it fell down to the crashing river below. Nathan let go of the vine and dived onto the cliff falling into a roll and standing up, only to stand face to face with another tiger. The Vash'i man looked down the barrel of Lara's guns; he placed his fingers in his mouth and gave a sharp whistle. Nathan heard the whistle, then watched as the tiger in front of him backed away then ran back into the jungle. He let out the breath he had been holding as he got to his feet and jogged back to the group. He saw Lara standing with her guns pointed at the Vash'i man. "Tukaal umtunah, Tukaal umtunah", he repeated. Larson came up to him with the shotgun raised. "NO!" Nathan yelled reaching out and pulling the barrel down as he fired, the shot making a hole in the ground. The man took his chance and fled into the jungle. "What the fuck is wrong with you, darn it, that savage might make trouble for us again." "Tukaal umtunah", Nathan said, "run, flee", he translated. "That ain't much of a threat", Larsen said holstering his shotgun. "It wasn't a threat. It was a warning", Nathan said looking down at the dead Bengal tiger on the ground in front of him. "We camp here for the night", Lara said passing the boys. Larson walked up to Nathan, stepping into his personal space, "you ever touch my gun again boy, and I'll kill ya." * Larson walked through the jungle smoking a cigarette. He stopped dead in his tracks as he came to the riverbed. He swallowed hard as he looked into the water seeing the shimmering form of Lara's naked body swimming just under the surface. As she came up she flung her hair up over her head giving a long sigh. She fell back into the clear, cool water into a back stroke swimming toward the shore. Larson gave another groan as he saw her large breasts jiggle as she swam on her back. She turned around and walked toward her clothes. Her firm, tight ass swaying as she shifted her weight. "Are you enjoying the view Mr. Conway", Lara yelled out as she bent and pulled her shorts up her wet legs. She then proceeded to pull on her top, then turned and flung her gun holsters over her shoulder. Her top stretched over her soaking wet breasts, and without a bra on her light brown areolas and hard nipples were slightly visible. She smirked at the flustered look on Larson's face as she passed him. "Careful, you might just swallow that cigarette." Back in the little clearing in the jungle the tents were erected. Nathan Drake stood over a steel tub rubbing his face and arms with water. Lara walked up to him smiling. He also gawked at her damp body. "I don't think you told me how you know the language of the Vash'i." "I don't, I only pick up a few things. It's not that different from some of the Indian dialects." "Well, I do love a man who knows how to use his tongue", Lara smiled wickedly. Nathan swallowed, "E-hum, so maybe I can come to your tent, later, and..." Lara ran a finger over his cheek as she strutted to her tent. She saw Larson looking at her and winked at him. * Lara rolled around for the fifth time in her cot staring up at the pitch blackness inside her tent. Her body was clammy from the humidity again. She lied with a blanket over her leg, with only her midriff top on, her bottom half of her body naked; her shorts far too constraining to sleep in. She opened her eyes as she heard someone shuffle into her tent, and then took in a breath as she felt a hand touch her calf. "I was beginning to think you weren't going to come." The hand skimmed up her leg then rubbed around the side of her thigh and gripped in the join of her hip. Another hand gripped her other side, and she hissed as a mouth covered her core. Lara ripped her top off and squeezed her over-sized breasts together and arched her back as she felt his wide tongue dart into her pussy. It licked inside her then withdrew to lap at her soft delicate labia. "Oh, lover, this is so naughty", Lara moaned as her pussy grew more and more moist. She started to grind her hips into the man's mouth, and he circled his head following her movement while he sucked and licked at her heating cunt. The soft moans and breathing grew louder in the darkness as the slurping and squelching sounds grew. Lara shaking her head from side to side as she pinched her nipples hard. Her body shuddered as she felt two fingers slip into her pussy and push in deep. She bit her lip as it moved in and out of her rapidly. Just as the stimulation grew to breaking point the fingers slid out of her. She breathed heavily as the teasing stopped, making her even more lustful. She heard the distinct sound of a zipper pulling down then the warm male body climbed up on top of her. "God I'm so randy lover", Lara purred as she wrapped her arms around the male body and spread her legs open. She breathed in a deep breath as a hard cock pressed against her pussy lips then grit her teeth as it eased into her pussy, stretching her open. Lara swallowed as more of the seemingly huge cock filled her. She pushed her hips forward, and the cock pulled out of her then slammed in completely. The motion caused a tremor to shoot through Lara's body and she gripped the man as her pussy tightened up and she shot into a powerful orgasm. The cock deep inside her withdrew slightly then pushed back into her convulsing sex, and she felt sloppy licks covering her nipple and a large portion of her left tit in spit as the tongue slid over it then up her neck. A hand gripped her left leg just under ass then she was pummeled as her pussy lips wrapped around the cock as it thrust in and out of her fast. Her body rocked against the man as he fucked her with hard, deep strokes, her body shuddering as another orgasm budded. She struggled to breathe as she tried to meet the incredible thrusts slapping in and out of her pussy, her vaginal excretions seeping out and trailing down her ass crack. "God, oh shit", Lara moaned. She raised her head into the crook of the man's shoulder to muffle her pleasurable moans. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and if her face was visible in the darkness the contorted creases would be clearly seen, a sure tell sign of her orgasm starting. The man was giving it to her so hard and so fast now that her pussy ached, but she loved it, it felt so good. She rocked her body running her pussy over the hard, throbbing cock. "AHH", Lara couldn't muffle that scream as she came again, her body shuddering under the man, her toes curling, and her eyes driving to the back of her head. She came so hard that she felt the liquid of her own juices pool in the cot under her ass. Lara grunted as she felt the throbbing cock pull out of her vagina. She raised herself on her elbows, but was unable to see in the dark. She heard a groan, and then felt warm splashes of thick sticky globs burst into her face. Covered in cum, she felt a bulbous cock head push against her lips. She opened her mouth and allowed the dick in feeling it twitch as she sucked on it as it deflated in her mouth. She breathed heavily again after the cock pulled out of her mouth, she heard the man shuffle around again. "You can stay if you like Nathan", she said huskily, but he had already left. Lara struck a match and lit the lamp in the tent. She got up and got the handkerchief out of her shorts pocket, then used it to clean the drying cum off her face. "Didn't know you were that eager", came the voice from behind her. She turned to see Nathan standing at the tent entrance, eyes roving over her tight and sweaty naked body. She smiled, "Back for more lover?" "More?" Lara looked at him confused, if it wasn't him that had just shagged her? "Lara?!" Nathan tried to get her attention, seeing the confused look on her face as she zoned out for a moment. Lara looked back at him; there was a massive bulge in his jean. "Never mind darling, why don't we get too it shall we?" She walked back over to her cot, lied down and spread her legs. Nathan groaned as he looked at her cute pink pussy, her opening slightly agape. He smiled as he walked over to the cot... * Lara walked out of her tent and looked at the men that were packing up their equipment. It would be obvious who had snuck into her tent last night and shagged her. The mercenaries were just going about their business; then from the corner of her eye she caught Larson smirking as he looked over at her. Lara walked up to him, and before he could react, she had pulled out her gun and hit him through the mouth with then handle. He stumbled backward, and then fell down on one knee. He coughed twice, the first was blood and the second was a tooth. Larson wanted to get up and retaliate, but Lara shoved her gun against his nose grabbing the color of his shirt. "If you ever touch me again, all I'll need is three shots to ensure that you are a castrated eunuch without any genitals at all." She holstered her gun and left him beaten and embarrassed in front of his men. * It was midday when the group reached the tomb entrance. In front of it was a huge statue of a woman with six arms, and a large sword in each hand "Kalika", said Werner, a reverent look on his face, "more commonly known as the goddess Kali." "Yeah", retorted Larson, "so where's the damn scepter?" "The scepter, if it exists", said Nathan, "will be in the tomb, the statue blocks the entrance." "Granite", Lara added looking up at the imposing sculpted deity, "the statue is made of granite; it really is quit magnificent." "Yeah, well enjoy it while ya can, we gonna blow it", Larson said. He turned to one of his men, "Rex, the C4." The mercenary pulled the explosive out of his backpack and moved toward the statue. "NO, DO NOT!" Werner yelled. The man turned to see the others looking past him their eyes wide. There was a loud groan and he turned to see the statue's top half move, its hand swinging the massive sword down. Lara covered her face as the blade split the man's body in half, some of his blood spilling on her. The group looked up as the statues hands swung around readying its swords to obliterate the intruders. "Not good", Nathan whined. TO BE CONTINUED. Tomb Raider: Uncharted Ch. 05 Before I continue writing I just wanted to thank those of you who posted comments on the last four chapters. I appreciate both thanks and suggestions and will try my best to implement them (the suggestions). Please continue reading and sending feedback, the more I receive the more I write... ...And now please enjoy the fifth and final chapter of Tomb Raider: Uncharted - INYOTEF ;) * Previously in Tomb Raider Uncharted: Sailing her expensive yacht on the sparkling seas of Miami, Florida served as a luxurious diversion for Lara Croft as she waited for a gangbanger who carried an ancient Assyrian key she required. On boarding the boat with gangsters and drug dealers Ms Croft acquired her little trinket by force, and when she went below deck, she found a man who had been beaten up there; that man was an adventurer in his own right, Nathan Drake, descendent of famous explorer Sir Francis Drake... On freeing Drake and entertaining him on her yacht Lara told him that she required the key to free a friend then left the conversation hanging in the air as she retired for an evening of "private time", but not without Nathan getting an eye full... Lara then told Nathan he would accompany her to Egypt to free her friend Professor Von Croy from an Arab arms dealer and Jihad leader. Lara and Nathan then made their way to Atbara, Egypt, where she met Abdul bin Adlah in the town square. A gun battle ensued ending in a narrow escape from an exploding chopper. Seeing as how Adlah thought Lara and Nathan were killed in the blast he took off leaving the two to enjoy some R&R in a small house... Now free, Werner Von Croy took Lara's sea plane and flew to India. Meanwhile Lara told Nathan that the coffin of Artaxerxes the Assyrian king lay in India. Nathan learned that what was in the coffin was the scepter of an ancient god-king of Acadia and the two took off in Lara's private jet to find it. On arrival in India Lara and Nathan found a new player in the game, Someone from Lady Croft's past; the mercenary, Larson Conway. Once again Lara's passive-aggressive demeanor saw a volatile situation defused. And Larson and his men retreated... Lara had figured out that Von Croy was the one that hired Larson, a fact that he confirmed. He then revealed that his whole capture by Adlah was a rouse orchestrated to coax Lara into obtaining the key to Artaxerxes' coffin. Since Werner was the one who knew how to get to the coffin Lara had no choice but to work with him; so Lara, Nathan, Werner, and Larson started their journey into the Jungles of India. Almost immediately the group was in danger as they were attacked by a man from the Vash'i tribe who unleashed his Bengal tigers on them. Again the group escaped; Nathan using his unorthodox abilities, and Lara pulling off fluid acrobatics and marksmanship with her dual pistols... After finding a place to camp, Lara had a little trouble with Larson sneaking into her tent in the dead of night, and then they were off again, finally reaching the Tomb of Sheik Mohinder Sudesh... However the group again found themselves in a perilous situation as a huge statue of the Indian goddess Kali came to life, wielding swords in each of her six hands... ____________________________________________________________ Lara Croft dug her heels into the ground placing her hands on her guns ready for action as she looked up at the living statue of Kali. In front of her lay the split body of one of the mercs, next to her was the head of another who had been decapitated. Nathan Drake was firing off rounds from his desert eagle, rolling around on the ground and dodging the swishing swords, as the statues six arms swung at the men. Lara looked up at the granite face seeing the large ruby on its forehead. "There we are, that should do it", she said to herself. She took in a breath as she tried to center herself setting her mind on her task. She sprinted toward the colossal image timing the in coming sword. She leapt into the air somersaulting and landing on the surface of the sword, kneeling to maintain her balance. Werner Von Croy looked up at the tomb raider's acrobatic display as she moved, his eyes roved to the large ruby... "That's it, she's onto it, the ruby must be removed", he yelled at the men. Nathan looked up at the ruby, then at Lara. He steadied himself ready to follow. Meanwhile Larson Conway grabbed an AK47 and fired up at the ruby; his shots were on target but had no effect; he yelled loud as he dived out of the way as a sword swung at him, cutting into the ground. Lara held on as the sword she was on flung through the air, she focused then ran to the tip of the sword and jumped off, twirling her body midair she touched on the edge of the sword in the images left hand then immediately back flipped onto the statues arm. "She's almost there", Werner said to Larson, "when this thing is out of the way, we go in and retrieve the Scepter." Lara skid down the arm then flung herself toward the images face; the image swatted a huge hand at her and she found herself falling to the ground... "LARA!" Nathan yelled grabbing her hand, "got'cha!" Lara looked up at him balancing on one of the swords as he held onto her hand, her body dangling in the air. She looked as the image tried to fling them off itself. "Swing me!" she yelled up at Nathan. He swung his arm back then flung her forward toward the face again. Flying through the air, Lara maneuvered her body and grabbed a knife from her backpack; she placed it between her teeth as she reached out and gripped onto the ruby just making it. Taking the knife from her mouth she lodged it in the groove that the ruby was attached to and broke it out... There was a loud grumble followed by multiple cracks as the image started breaking apart. Nathan jumped off the sword and landed on the ground in a roll, he turned on his back to see the sword falling out of the statues hand plummeting toward him; he rolled sideways twice and covered his face as the sward crashed next to him in a thick cloud of dust that mad him choke and cough. Lara held onto the ruby as she dropped onto the statues arm, she slid and ran down the length of the arm as it broke apart behind her. In front of her the sword was balancing on its point on the ground as the statues hand crumbled. Lara jumped onto the top of the handle and tilted forward letting her weight cause the sword to fall forward. As it neared the ground she leapt and somersaulted off it, landing gracefully. As the statue crumbled into a thousand pieces behind her Lara dropped the ruby into her backpack and patted the dust off her clothing. She smiled at the men in front if her. The thick clouds of dust behind her cleared to reveal the entrance of the tomb. "Gentlemen, shall we?" she motioned. * There were dozens of rats crawling around in the dark, dank cave... Lara turned on the personal lighting device attached to the shoulder of her backpack. Nathan was behind her with a torch. "Rats", he moaned, "I hate rats." Larson shoved his shoulder as he moved passed him cocking his shotgun, "let's keep it moving ya yellow git." "You know before we're done here I'm gonna drop that asshole", Nathan gritted. Lara smiled, but ignored the remark, "rats are sacred to the Indian religious community." "Yeah, well if reincarnation is true, then Sheik Mohinder should come back as a cockroach for the life he led." "Oh come now Nathan, everyone has their good points, the Sheik did dote on his daughter and provide everything she wanted." "Is that a touch of sentimentality in your voice Lara?" Lara blushed; she hadn't realized she was being so transparent, "reminds me of my father, that's all." The remained quiet as they continued deeper into the ancient tomb. The walls were covered in all kinds of pictographs of the many Indian gods that had been carved by hand; Lara admired the work as she walked. "We are entering the inner chamber of the royal burial place." Werner informed them. Lara pursed her lips and blew up the strands of hair flinging off her sweaty brow. She was trying to figure out what exactly she'd do after they reached the coffin having no doubt that Werner and Larson would have no more uses for her and Nathan. "You're right in thinking what you're thinking Lara." Nathan startled her as he came up and whispered in her ear. "When we find that Scepter, Itchy and Scratchy'll try and off us." Lara was going to respond, a little surprised, and impressed at how Nathan had read her so easily, but the swishing sound up front distracted her. The group froze as the came to a narrow hallway that was illuminated by some lit fires, they stared at the giant blades that swung like pendulums from side to side. "Fuck me two ways and call me Susan", Larson blurted out. Lara smiled, "at last, all this boring walking was driving me absolutely mad." She didn't wait, she timed the swing of the blades and ran pushing her body and calling on her gymnastic training she twisted her body and flipped over the first blade. Landing she looked back at the group. The loud rumble caught her by surprise as the ground beneath her started to open revealing large wooden spikes eight feet below. "The floor", Said Werner, "there are pressure plates on the floor." "LARA WATCH OUT!" Nathan shouted. He went after her moving his body and throwing himself over the blade. "This makes things a bit trickier", Lara said. She got up and moved as the ground opened up beneath her feet, Nathan right behind her following. As the second blade swung, she leapt and stepped on the top of it then somersaulted through the air, landing gracefully in a roll. Nathan threw himself on the ground using his momentum to slide underneath the blade, passing it; he bent his knees lifting his legs just in time as the blade swung. "Ha, ha yeah", he yelled getting to his feet and running. The two adventurers were poised on opposite sides of the gaping floor as then ran toward the final blade. Nathan moved first jumping reaching then swinging off the handle of the massive pendulum. Lara was next; she timed the swing and twisted her body in a back flip. As the floor opened completely she landed with her heels on the edge trying to balance. Nathan quickly grabbed her as she lost her balance falling forward; he swung her around and pulled her into her arms holding her close. Startled she looked up into his eyes flustered. "That's the second time you were there for me today love, I'll have to make it up to you." The two separated and looked back at Werner and Larson and his men trapped on the other side of the pit. "Guess we'll mail you the Scepter!" Nathan yelled. Larson looked at them red with anger. "Shall we?" Lara asked Nathan. He smiled and they continued deeper into the tomb. * The tomb was oval in shape with the same pictographs that had decorated the hallway. In the center was a larges slab with the shrouded body of the Sheik on it, and behind the slab was the golden coffin of Artaxerxes. The room was also filled with other treasures, including golden and silver chalices and all manner of rubies. Nathan walked over to the slab to inspect the body of the ancient Indian ruler. "So, this is Mohinder Kabala Sudesh!" Lara didn't answer. She walked over to the Assyrian kings coffin removing the key from around her neck. She placed her fingers over the large circular groove where the key would fit, dust clinging to her fingers. She took the key and clipped it in the groove then spun it anti-clockwise. There was a click followed by a snap as a bolt released. Lara looked at the coffin for a second then lifted it open. She looked down at the decayed skeleton, its hand gripped the valuable scepter to its chest. Lara smiled as she just looked at the mythological Scepter. "The Scepter of the God-King of Arcadia." Nathan walked up behind her and looked over her shoulder; he whistled. "Christ, it actually exists." He reached out to take it, "you know Lara, we haven't agreed on which one of us gets to keep it." Lara watched as he clutched and pulled the scepter from the kings grasp, "well Mr. Drake, seeing as how you were so adamant that this was not real, you can just go on telling yourself tha..." The loud grumble broke their conversation, "oh fuck", Nathan said as he watched the door slide shut. Lara ran to it running her hand over it feeling over a hidden switch... "Bugger..." "We're trapped." "Not good", Nathan said, "with the door shut the air will be sucked out of the room in thirty minutes." "That, Nathan, is point, that's why its called a trap." "Not the time for sarcasm Lara, the builders must have built a way to open the door, we just have to find it." Lara looked at him, "likely they would have put the release trigger outside the tomb. No Mr. Drake, we are fucked in every sense of the world..." "I'm afraid our only hope of escape now is Larson and Werner." Nathan walked over to the scepter and took it out then started examining it, "You really think the God-King could have sex and father a warrior race?" Lara walked over to him and took the scepter, "the power of a god-man transferred into a royal scepter. It does seem rather far-fetched doesn't it..." She put her arms around his neck, "he must of given one hell of a shag", she smiled, her naughty little smile. "Lara, there's no air in here as it is and..." "Well, I don't know about you, Nate, but if I must die, I'd rather die satisfied." With that she knelt down and opened his pants snaking her hand in and pulling out his limp cock. She slipped his dick in her mouth sucking on the soft member feeling it swell in her mouth. As she sucked slowly her mouth opened wider as Nathan's cock grew erect. She pulled it out of her mouth and stroked it to full length running her hand over his entire length. Nathan who was standing against the gold coffin groaned as Lara once again exited his raging cock. Lara breathed through her nose as she continued sucking on Nathan's dick, going a bit faster, and taking him in a bit further. "Awwwe, ffck, Lara, Nathan moaned, watching as those sexy, full lips licked and sucked his cock as she used her hand to stroke it hard. Lara again slid the spit covered dick out of her mouth as she stood up. She turned around and pressed her as against his erection, circling her waist as she unbuttoned her shorts and slid them down to the straps of her holsters round her legs. Nathan groaned and moved his hand down her exposed tummy, then through the trimmed strands of her pubic hair, until the skimmed over her clit. "God", Lara whispered as Nathan rubbed her clit hard, then spread her legs a little as he moved his hands further down and shoved his fingers into her pussy making her shiver. Lara reached behind her and gripped his cock again, this time pushing it to her slit letting him know she wanted him to enter her now! Nathan was only too happy to put his cock inside the beautiful Ms. Croft again, he quickly pulled his fingers out of her and out is hand over hers placing his cock at her opening. He smeared his pre-cum over her wet pussy lips smiling at the warm feeling. "Stop teasing", Lara begged. Nathan knew Lara was the type of woman who always wanted her way, and he was more than willing to comply. He pulled her back into him and pushed his cock inside her, her soft eager pussy opening around his cock and swallowing it slowly as it was stretched. Still holding the scepter he had taken from Lara, Nathan felt a strange energy overcome him; he felt a control over his body that wasn't there before. More notable was that he could control every pulse and twitch of his cock. He willed his cock to pulse in rapid succession inside Lara as he held himself hilt-deep in her pussy. "Ahh, Ahh, ahfuck", Lara whined, the pulses making her quiver, she couldn't believe it, Nathan hadn't even started thrusting into her and she could feel her orgasm grow. Nathan pulled his cock out of her and shoved in slowly, continuing the slow pulses. He felt it; Lara's pussy convulsed around is dick then tightened. Lara screamed as she came hard, her body overwhelmed by a shuddering burst of surging pleasure. Nathan started fucking her fast, driving his cock in and out of her, controlling every pulse, every twitch of his cock. "FUCKFUCKFUCK", Lara yelled at the top of her lungs as she came again, "JESUS!" her body burned as the pleasure rolled through her, her legs buckling underneath her. Nathan held her up and continued assaulting her drenched pussy with long hard strokes pumping away at her sweaty body. He couldn't believe the amount of control he had, the stamina as he fucked Lara roughly without tiring. Lara couldn't moan or yell any more, her lungs burning as after the a third orgasm pleasure built once again, she had never experienced anything like this, she swore she felt Nathan's cock swell bigger as he worked it in an out of her. Her inner-thighs were drenched with her own juices as it leaked out of her pussy and ran down them. The tendons in her neck strained and she stretched her body out as a fourth orgasm raked through her. Nathan could feel that her body couldn't take it anymore; he pulled his cock out of her feeling her shudder at the loss of feeling. She feel down on her hands and knees trying to catch her breath. He jerked his dick off then erupted over her ass and back. As he found himself the door slid open. Lara looked up exhausted at Werner and Larson standing at the door shocked at the fuck fest that had just occurred, the strong musky smell of her sex wafting in the air. "Fuck Lara, you really are a horny slut, aren't ya?" Larson smiled looking down at her sweaty body, her eyes filled with lust-filed satisfaction." "Never mind that" Werner interrupted, "where is the scepter, I must see if it works?" "Oh it works alright", Nathan said standing there the sexual encounter not even leaving him panting. "Good", Larson smiled, pulling out his shotgun, "I can finally blow ya fucking brains out." Nathan breathed in deep watching Larson's gun, he was completely focused, completely at one, both body and soul... He moved, everything around him slowing down, when he got to Larson he was about to pull the trigger. Larson looked shocked at the speed at which Nathan had shot across the room, but before he could process what was happening Nathan had flung him across the tomb. Werner had caught only glimpses of what had happened, he had seen Nathan move with impossible speed, then Larson Conway was flung across the room after which Lara was moved out of the tomb and her pants was pulled up. Next he felt Nathan grip his shoulder before he was shoved into the tomb. He got up to see Nathan standing at the doorway... "You boys can keep the scepter while you're locked in the tomb, you'll have power and a build of sexual energy. Feel free to use it on each other." Werner's scream was dulled by the shutting door. Nathan knelt next to Lara who was still pretty out of it, he ran his hand through her auburn hair, "Lara, c'mon girl, snap out of it." Lara looked up at him, "looks like we took care of business Mr. Drake." * Lara's legs tightened around Nathan's waist, her inner-thighs squeezing him as she tried to get him deeper inside her. "Oh.. shit... yess" she moaned as he moved inside her. Her nails raked into his back as he pressed his chest against hers crushing her large tits mauling on her neck. It felt so good, she needed this more than anything. "Faster", she begged as she felt pleasure tease her entire body but failing to fully satisfy her... It had been three hours since they had left the tomb and returned to their hotel room. When Lara learned that some of the energy of the staff was still in Nathan she couldn't help herself she needed to be fucked by him again. Tomb Raider: Uncharted Ch. 05 Now Lara was desperately trying to get Nathan to give her the climax her aching body yearned for. Nathan was gritting and flinching as he used his energy trying to give this Brit the fuck of her life. She was the hottest thing he had ever seen he though again, and he knew that he may never see her again once they parted ways. His cock was throbbing as he tried to pinch back the load that was drawing from his balls, her pussy was the tight around his dick, gripping and contracting around him as he slid in and out of her. Lara embraced the warm male body on top of her, savoring the feeling of the shuddering member inside her, she had let go of every moral fiber in her body, pushed aside her conscience, ignored the feeling in her gut. She knew it was wrong acting the way she was, but all that mattered, all that she cared about was that she needed to be fucked hard. She pushed her body up off the bed trying to feel every inch of Nathan, trying to give him all the incentive he needed to give her what she wanted. Nathan groaned, she was so hot, she knew that men would give their all in fucking her, knew how to use her body to get what she needed. He pushed deep into her and tried to give it to her as hard and fast as he could. "AAArrrEE..YYYeeess.. FfffffuuuckMeee" Lara yelled out as Nathan really started to drive into her, she spread her legs apart as Nathan stretched her wet pussy to the limits as his huge cock glided in and out of it. She bit her lip and pinched her eyes close as she just laid there and let this man enjoy himself as he worked himself into a frenzy pleasuring her. Lara's body trembled as she felt her orgasm build and responded by rocking her body against Nathan's trying to keep up. Nathan yelled out a breathless scream as he rapidly pistonned in and out of Lara, his sweat dripped down his face and back as he moved, he felt her snatch convulse around him and knew she was about to cum. "FUCKAAAaaaAAAH" Lara screamed as finally she found release, her body arching off the bed, her hips jerking into him and her pussy clenching around his cock as her whole body shuddered. Feeling Lara light up, Nathan quickly followed heaving his cock as far in her as possible before squirting his load into her with an almighty scream. Spent the two of them melted into each others arms, basking in the afterglow of their amazing orgasms... Lara's eyes fluttered open as she felt Nathan's cock soften inside her. She sighed; she hadn't gotten the scepter of the God-King; still she thought, lying here and slowly moving her waist and feeling the cock inside her slither around... It hadn't been all bad by any means. THE END. The conclusion of yet another adventure; hope you readers enjoyed, please (as I said in the beginning of this story) feel free to submit any feedback. And now, capitalizing on one of the suggestions I received for an on going series of stories, here is a preview of Lara Croft & Nathan Drake's next adventure: Lara could here the sirens outside as the bullets shredded the history class of the Harvard University apart, she held her hand to her ears, clutching her guns tightly, 'where the bloody hell is Nathan', she thought. There was the roar of a motorcycle and the Russian mob goons stopped firing, distracted by the noise. The window shattered to pieces as Nathan flew thru it on Lara's bike, he landed on Professor Burke's desk he swung the machine gun off his shoulder and fired, the thugs ducking behind desks. Nathan turned to Lara, "C'mon, on the bike let's go..." TOMB RAIDER MYTHOLOGY INYOTEF ;)