Hi everybody!
A quite long but necessary note before you start reading this oneshot :)
What you are about to read is a special extract, or more specifically, a bonus extract to my TRAOD fanfiction Beyond The Darkness :). It is supposed to take place some days after the end of it ;)
I have plenty of ideas for a sequel to my fanfiction, I've started working on something, but I'm afraid I won't have as much free time as I've had those past months to write, so I won't promise you anything regarding what's next for our dear adventurers, but who knows... ;)
For now I can only thanks again all the sweet people who took time to read this story, who added it to their favorites or who simply reviewed it, that means so much to me ! I just can't thank you enough for all the love and nice comments I received ! :) :) :)
But what I can do if you like my work is to offer you this extract, which is a bit special, and which can bring a real conclusion to my story somehow :)
Actually I hesitated a long time before deciding to download it here, because it is my very first explicit and NSFW oneshot. Here I wanted to try something new - I wanted to explore Lara and Kurtis' relationship way differently from what I did before, and give them the peace and emotional moments they both deserve after having made them suffered so much ;)
That's why I have to give a special warning for this text. BUT if you're expecting some porno or trashy stuff... you won't find nothing like this here :) it's just about two people who deeply love each other and who just enjoy themselves after all they've been through, and about sharing, just loving and giving pleasure to the person to whom you are irremediably linked.
Again, do not hesitate to tell me what you think of it :)
Enjoy!
NB: the cover picture belongs to the wonderful Adayka :)
Away We Go
The narrow and dusty path snaked between two huge facades of smooth rock. She did not take her eyes off the young man who was progressing a few metres ahead, even if the ground was slightly steep, relatively uneven and slippery in places. Her deep, even breathing followed the movement of her own steps. They had been walking for several hours already, and even if he had not fully recovered yet, they were moving fast.
She stopped for a second. She had the feeling of being completely lost in the middle of nowhere, or maybe in a distant planet, in a desert like the ones she had been used to seeing in Egypt in particular. But the arid landscapes here were soothing, and calm. She loved the red and orange color of the rocks and mountains here which contrasted sharply with the grey and black stormy clouds that were slowly coming towards them. The air was heavy, fill up with both heat and humidity. She saw some lightenings tearing up the sky in the distance, before the loud and deep thunder struck.
The mercenary suddenly disappeared around a large rock. The young woman hurried to catch up with him. When she passed the rock too, she could not hide her surprise: they had reached a sort of large mountainous cirque. The high, imposing rocks that had surrounded them until then had given way to a large open space, like a clearing in a dense forest. On one side, the weathered rock undulated strangely before disappearing into a large lake wedged into the rock formations. Its clear, transparent water revealed the rocks at the bottom. Much higher up in front of them, a huge rock peak towered over them in all its beauty. The adventuress felt as if she had stepped into another world.
'We used to come here when I was a kid,' Kurtis finally told her as he was waiting perched on a rock.
Lara let her gaze roam over this magnificent place. A small waterfall was splashing a little further on. She followed the mercenary as he continued walking for several metres, before stopping at a slightly flatter spot.
'It's nice to grow up in such a beautiful place,' she answered.
'This was the only place where I could find peace actually.'
The mercenary felt the woman's gaze on him. He looked away and watched the threatening clouds behind the dusty rocks. A dull roar sounded in the distance. He took a deep breath.
'But I consider myself lucky, indeed. Even if sometimes I imagine it's easier to have a huge mansion with everything at your disposal.'
The young woman pouted and gave him a mocking smile.
'Don't get any ideas, it has its drawbacks too. Sometimes I wish I hadn't stayed that long trapped in my own little world...'
She approached the young man and the waters, before dropping her backpack to the ground. She grabbed her tee shirt and pulled it over her head. The young man looked at her in surprise when he saw that she was also taking off her shorts, revealing her black lingerie. Kurtis watched her untie her boots before approaching the water.
'Didn't you want to go on before the storm arrives on us?' he asked, surprised.
'Yes, I did...' she replied, her back still turned on him.
Lara put her feet into the icy water, and stepped carefully between the slippery rocks. The lake was not very deep, however she was completely submerged after a few steps. She turned to the mercenary who had remained on the bank.
'...but I thought we could take our time.'
Kurtis met his companion's large, mischievous eyes. A smile appeared on the young man's face. After a short moment of hesitation, he nodded and put his stuff down next to the adventuress'. He bent down to remove his rangers shoes, then walked to the water's edge, taking off his tee shirt.
'Let's consider this as my first official swimming lesson then,' Kurtis said as he undid his belt.
The Englishwoman could not hold back a laugh. She watched him take off his trousers and throw them a little further before joining her in the water.
—
Her eyes closed, she savoured the sun's rays that gently warmed her skin. She was enjoying this perfect moment of relaxation, lying on the rocks. She felt the mercenary's head grow heavy against her belly as he slowly slipped into a light sleep. She couldn't help but smile as she run a hand through his hair.
The sun light suddenly disappeared, and a breath of fresh air swept over the two adventurers. When Lara opened her eyes, she discovered to her surprise that the blue sky had completely disappeared, and had now given way to heavy and threatening clouds. The young man moved and sat up in surprise too.
They had no time to react before a wall of water literally fell on them. A huge thunderclap burst over their heads. The young woman let out a cry of surprise. Amused by the situation, they hurriedly gathered their belongings and rushed to a small cave not far from there to take shelter.
The sound of the water was deafening and the thunderclaps shook the rock around them. They dropped their things in a corner. They were completely soaked, but they laughed. Kurtis looked up at the raging sky.
'I think we're stuck here for a moment,' he said, still amused by the situation.
He pushed back the few strands of hair full of water that fell in front of his eyes. He suddenly felt the woman's gaze on him. When he turned his head, his eyes fell on the adventuress still in her underwear, and whose body was dripping with water. A smirk slowly appeared on her face.
'Too bad.'
The glint in her eyes had an immediate effect on him. With a sudden movement, Kurtis grabbed Lara by the waist and pulled her to him. They devoured each other with kisses. His desire for her was so sudden and strong that it was almost painful. Their tongues mingled furiously as she slipped her hand into his underwear to free him. He let out a sigh. He removed her panties with a hasty movement, almost tearing them up, and lifted the young woman, who wrapped her legs around him. She let out a cry of both pleasure and surprise as he caught her against the rock.
—
She stepped forward silently and stopped at the door. She had been here for some days now, but she couldn't get used to the magnificent landscapes that surrounded them. She loved the large bay window that seemed to open to the outside, and the view they had from here. Not far away, she could see the beginnings of the Canyon and the Navajo National Reserve. The house was not as huge as the Croft Manor but she loved the fact it was hidden in a remote corner of the desert, sheltered by high rocks and some trees. She loved the idea of being completely alone and outside the rest of the world here.
For a long time she simply stood there, leaning against the wall. She watched the young man's silhouette standing against the light in the large bathtub. Steam was escaping from the hot water. His head tilted back and his eyes closed, he seemed to be in a deep moment of relaxation.
'Stop eyeing me up like that, you're going to make me blush.'
Lara escaped a small laugh. She walked slowly towards him. The wooden floor creaked under her bare feet.
'Can't imagine you'd blush that easily...' she said mockingly.
She came to sit down on the edge of the bathtub. Kurtis didn't move, his sweet smile still stuck on his face.
'Thinking about it, you're the only one who can make me blush actually.'
The young woman's gaze wandered over his body, immersed in the perfumed water. Despite the months that had passed, his martyred limbs still bore the scars of what had happened in the lost city. He had been buried alive. And she knew only too well what he had endured, having lived through it before him. The darkness that falls all around you. The silence, the oppression. The emptiness, wherever you try to look. The echo of your own breathing as you find yourself trapped in the earth and the rocks. The hope that dies as your own thoughts get lost in the most secluded spaces of your soul. Despair. The taste of death.
'I thought you were asleep,' she told him in a breath as she finally got out of her own melancholy.
'I was...' he answered in a soft voice full of playfulness. 'Needed some rest after this tiring day and escapade. Too bad it was interrupted though.'
'It didn't turn out so bad,' Lara replied with a smile.
The young man got his soaked hand out of the water, and put it on her thigh, which her blue satin bathrobe had revealed. The adventuress grabbed his hand and their fingers entwined firmly. It had taken her several days to realise she was there with him. He was alive.
'I'm really too old for all this,' Kurtis sighed. 'I still have my powers and my abilities, but it takes longer for me to heal now. But this is an occupational hazard I guess...'
'You should give yourself some time, Kurtis...'
'It's already been one year, Lara...'
She nodded quietly. She could feel his frustration and maybe some kind of guilt and remorse in his voice. Even if his powers were not exactly the same anymore, they had saved him, and that was the most important thing to the adventuress. The young man had remained very evasive on the subject, but Lara had understood that the psychic explosion he could trigger, just like the one that had occurred when they were trapped in St Petersburg, was not unrelated to his survival from the lost city's ruins. Unfortunately, it had left him quite diminished. Physically of course, but she knew he just needed some time to recover completely. But even if the past events had changed him a bit, he would always stay the same to her. She still found him strong and handsome, and more than ever attractive. She bent towards to place a kiss on his forehead before standing up.
'Enjoy your bath. Join me when you are ready, I will be waiting in your room.'
As she turned her back, she felt the mercenary's hand bringing resistance to hers. She stopped in her impulse.
'Stay...'
His voice was a whisper. Lara's hazel eyes crossed Kurtis' crystal eyes that were now opened. She felt his fingers caressing her hand. A strong rush of electricity ran down her spine. Of course, she wanted to stay.
She stood still in front of him for a moment, holding his gaze. She loved those moments when they connected to each other and just forgot about the world around. She didn't want to stop looking at him, for she was secretly afraid he wouldn't be here anymore if she looked away. But she felt his hand gripping hers a little harder. He was there. And what this thought brought to her was indescriptible.
She let go of him and started playing with the bathrobe's knot of her dressing gown. With a soft gesture, she suddenly undid it, and the dress slipped at her feet, revealing her naked body.
The young man could not hold back a smile when he suddenly caught that look in her eyes. A look full of defiance and passion, both provocative and playful, as if she suspected what was about to happen, but preferred keeping all those promises in a secret place. Nonetheless, her body language and attitude spoke for her. She was clearly inviting him to discover this unknown world of hers, waiting for him to take her away, and he couldn't have felt more honoured.
Kurtis watched her climb into the bathtub without a word. He gave her some space so she could sit with him. His strong arms slid around her waist as she leaned against him, her head gently laying against his shoulder. She could not hold back a shiver when his bare skin made contact with hers. She took a deep breath. He smelled good.
'Can't believe you're here with me,' he whispered in her ear.
Lara smiled. She grabbed his arms and held them tight. A new shiver ran down her spine as the American placed his lips in the hollow of her neck.
'When we were looking for you with your mother, and when we realised we wouldn't find nothing...'
She stopped talking. The memory and the pain was still very much with her. For a moment, she thought back to all those past months in her head. The waiting, the false hopes, the despair. Then the mourning. She swallowed with difficulty, her throat now painfully dry.
'...I thought I was going crazy.'
The young man reached up and gently grabbed her by the chin. He forced her to look up at him.
'The only thing that kept me going down there was to know that I'd find you again one day.'
She felt her heart skip a beat and literally melt in her chest. At that precise moment, she felt like she was suddenly caught in a tornado that would have torn her off the ground. Her drumming heart, every single part of her flesh, the burning blood in her veins were all of a sudden overcome by this uncontrollable sensation. An extremely powerful and destabilizing feeling, somewhere between sickly anguish and immeasurable pleasure. The one that destroys absolutely everything that comes in its path, even the most intimate convictions. The very same feeling she had experienced when she had arrived here. The one that had swept all the previous months of doubt and despair away in a fraction of a second, and that had imposed the obvious on her as she found out Kurtis had survived.
As the American understood she couldn't find the words to answer him, he simply closed the distance between their mouths in an incredibly heady kiss, full of sensuality. How she loved the softness of those lips which tamed her with toughness, but still with respect. Her hand slipped through his black hair and then down onto his scratched cheek. There was something in him, something that caused that strange fluttering feeling to her, which made her stomach clunch so hard but which she desperately needed.
She softly broke contact with him. The young man kept his eyes closed, as if he was still tasting the sweet taste of hers on his own lips. Then he slowly opened them, which met again the young woman's big hazel eyes. After a moment watching each other, as if suspended in time, Lara went to sit back against him. She let her head go back against his shoulder again. She felt his hand playing with a few strands of hair, she knew he was breathing her perfume. She was rocked by his soothing breath.
Kurtis' hand started moving up tenderly along her arm, brushing her skin from her wrist to the hollow of the elbow, then along the shoulder and the collarbone. After returning to her shoulder, he then passed under her arm, his fingertips gracefully touching her ribs before reaching her breast, which he took the time to caress delicately. She shivered.
Lara smiled as she felt him slowly and softly make his way down from her breast along her belly. She couldn't help but think back to the Louvre. The same movements, the same feelings. The same defiance in his touch. The same provocative tension between them. But it made her smile even more thinking they might both win this time.
She felt Kurtis' mouth twist into a smile against her skin. She knew he was also thinking back to this same night in Paris. She turned slightly to catch his gaze, and they exchanged an amused smirk. His noze caressed hers before his lips came closer.
For a few seconds, the young man's mouth remained suspended just a few millimetres from her own, like two magnets that would have both attracted and repelled each other. He stroked her upper lip with his, waiting for her mouth to part. Their warm breaths mingled, she swallowed with difficulty. His hand scratched her belly lightly.
The mercenary was the first to give in, unable to resist anymore. His mouth pressed against the young woman's in a tender movement, and they both breathed a sigh of pleasure. They had already shared some time together since she had come to find him again, but it never seemed enough. They were irresistibly drawn to each other, and felt like their bodies and souls were always screaming back for more as they longed for each other, unable to fight the obvious anymore. They always wanted more, they always needed more. And they both knew they wouldn't get enough whatever they did.
Kurtis' hand resumed its movement and slowly, tenderly slipped down her abs. Their lips parted again, and remained suspended not far away from each other, in a provocative waiting. They watched each other with great intensity, before she surrendered and let herself slide a little more against him. He brushed her navel, before plunging into the water. She shivered as his fingers reached her inner thighs and took their time as they hung around their final destination. Lara's lips released a breath of frustration as his playful hand kept on making her wait, tracing her skin in a light touch. She bit her lip. She caught sight of his mischevious smile as he played with her this way, waiting for her to give in as he had done himself with the kiss. After some long, endless seconds, Kurtis' warm hand finally stopped its movements, and made gentle contact with her intimacy. All the adrenalin that had been waiting quietly inside her until then suddenly flew hard through her veins and into every inch of her skin. In a reflex, she slightly tightened her legs and bent over. The young man placed a soft kiss in the hollow of her neck, pressing his torso against her back.
Feeling his warm breath against her skin was delightful and made her sigh again. Lara closed her eyes as her breathing quickened. The young man's lips lingered on her shoulder before they came up to the ear and affectionately bit it. Kurtis' free hand grabbed her breast as his fingers began to play inside her. At first softly, taking the time to savour her inside, he slowly accelerated, following the rhythm of her sighs and breathing, which was getting faster. Then his pressure became firmer.
He felt her legs slacken, to give him full access to her intimacy. She gasped as he held her tight against him with his other arm, at the same time blocking her and pushing her down on his fingers. Kurtis escaped another sigh of pleasure when his hand slipped a little further away. Lara suddenly grabbed his hand, as if to encourage him, and moaned. She tilted her head back over his shoulder, and her other hand ran through his hair before grabbing him fiercely.
The friction inside became unbearable, she gasped for air. She turned to him to try to catch his eyes. When their gazes finally met, Lara felt suddenly all the emotions that were running through the young man too. And it made it harder for her to hold back and not explode. After another pressure down, she escaped a scream, immediately interrupted by Kurtis' mouth on hers. Their lips, then their tongues mixed aggressively as the mercenary kept on making his fingers dance furiously.
Letting go of his hair, the Englishwoman's hand slowly went along his wet torso, and plunged into the water. She took her time as it slipped dangerously from the young man's thigh to his crotch. She felt Kurtis slightly jump and could not hold back a smile when her hand closed on his manhood. She felt the rhythm slightly slowing down inside her as she began to massage him firmly. He buried his face in the hollow of her neck, before breathing in, as if he was trying to catch his breath.
All of a sudden, the young woman pushed his hands away. She stood up and turned around. She passed both legs around the young man's hips and thighs, as if she meant to sit on him. She remained suspended above him. She grabbed his face in her hands. Their eyes met.
'I thought you needed rest...' Lara whispered almost desperately.
The young man's skilfull hands slipped sensually from her waist to her hips, and then onto her buttocks. With both gentle and firm pressure, he pushed her down on him. She caught his mouth in hers, moaning as he moaned in pleasure too.
'I'll have plenty of time to rest later...' Kurtis told her in a breath.
She devoured him with a furious kiss as he slid further and further inside her. She felt the young man's hips move slowly at first, then a little faster, unable to hold back. She took over. Her lower belly brushed his as she straddled him with passion. His wet skin, his smell, the movement inside her. His hands gripping her desperately. His eyes devouring her. She felt like she was going crazy.
In a final surge, as their bodies merged to the unbearable point, a powerful hot flush took hold of her. She felt the mercenary shake beneath her at the same moment. Lara's fingers grasped Kurtis' black hair. Her gaze caught in the immense blue of her companion's eyes, she let herself go.
They escaped a cry of pleasure at the same time, unable to hold back any longer.
—
Standing by the window, he watched lightnings streaking across the sky as he enjoyed one last cigarette. The smoke twirled into the air before disappearing completely. The evening air was cool, almost heavy. A slight breeze caressed his face. He took a deep breath and appreciated the sensation of relief it brought to him. He felt a movement in his back.
The adventuress' arms slipped around his waist and hugged him tenderly. She pressed herself against him, letting her head rest against his shoulder. He could feel her calm and serenity.
'Do you think your valet has any doubts?' Kurtis asked mockingly.
He felt her smiling.
'He's not very young anymore... but I think he supposedly has some doubts about why I'm here...'
They burst into laugh together.
He savoured her breathing, which had matched his own. After a last puff of cigarette, he crushed the butt and turned around. Lara kept her arms tightened around him and her eyes locked on his. The mercenary's hands slid down her satin dressing gown before reaching and moving some strands of hair away from her sweet face. His fingertips sensually brushed her temple and her cheek, before tracing down her jawline. He saw goosebumps coming to her skin as him warm hand stopped on her neck. She smiled at him, and they exchanged a tender kiss.
When she broke the contact, he felt her hands slide down his arms, before they caught his. Lara finally got away from him, and took several steps backwards, inviting him to follow her to the large bed. Their eyes did not leave each other.
They gently lay down, and they kissed greedily as Kurtis lay full length on top of the young woman. He slightly moved her dress gown away to gain direct access to her skin. Their hips pressed against each other, almost in provocation. They breathed and embraced each other firmly, their bodies now touching fully, until they finally became one. They gasped in unison as he slowly and softly slid into her. His hands gripped hers, and their fingers entwined tightly.
Nothing but the delightful movements of their shapes in the stormy night mattered. The whole world around seemed to hold silence, even the resonating thunder outside. Lara's body curves married perfectly Kurtis' in this ocean of wet sheets, and the only thing they were aware of now was this hard and powerful vibration that kept intensifying at every touch. They savored every single inch of the other's body, breathing it, caressing it, kissing it, grasping it and sometimes bitting and scratching it. They submitted then dominated each other in a perfect and sensual balance. The mercenary took control as she lost all power, before surrendering himself to her as he desperately longed for more. He caught her lips with his as he went a little deeper and they breathed another sigh of pleasure.
They swivelled and Lara came to lie on top of him, still kissing him. The mercenary stood up and they found themselves sat down. He wrapped his arm around the adventuress' waist to press her body against his. She felt him gently caressing her skin as his hands tried to get rid of her satin robe.
When their eyes met again, the English woman read peace on the American's face, but also something else. These flames. These powerful, as hypnotising as disturbing flames that pierced her to the very depths of her being. These flames that washed all the doubts away, and got her out of her personal darkness.
'I think I would stay this way forever if I could,' Kurtis told her with a charming smile.
The young man's hand brushed her cheek again. She closed her eyes to savour its warmth.
'You mean stuck here with a naked British woman for the rest of your life?'
'That sounds good to me, indeed,' the American replied in the same voice.
The young man caught her in a tender kiss. She escaped a moan when he started moving inside her again. She felt him shake below her, but she soon understood that was because he didn't feel good. The mercenary suddenly bent in half, taken by a pain somewhere in the ribs. He let out a grunt. The young woman straightened up, slightly worried. When the peak of pain seemed to have passed, he finally looked up at her.
'I'm fine...' he told her with a sweet smile.
They pressed their lips together. In a sudden movement, Kurtis made them swivelled again and lay her down under him. But as Lara caught him between her legs and as the mercenary leaned over her, he was overcome with a new pain. He grunted again, louder this time, and stopped moving. He was breathing hard. She grabbed his face in her hands to force him to look up at her.
'I just want to catch up with all the lost time...' he whispered, almost apologizing.
Lara could feel his disappointment. She just stared at him, and with a gentle gesture, she forced him to lie down in bed next to her. He sighed.
She straightened up and their eyes met again. She just stood there slightly above him for some long seconds and watch him scanning her face in every detail. She leaned forward to kiss him. At first she devoured him languorously, taking the time to savour his lips and tongue. Kurtis took her face between his hands, and sensually ran his fingers into her loose hair. She finally let go of his mouth, and her lips slowly deviated and went down along his jaw. They sensually stopped by the earlobe, before making their way back to his neck. He couldn't hold back a shiver when he felt her hot breathing grazing his collarbone, before going towards his pectorals. He suddenly tried to straighten up, but Lara gently pushed him back, and again, forced him to lie down. He escaped a moan of surprise when she sensually placed her mouth on his nipple. His breathing got faster as he observed her sprinkling his torso with tender kisses along the way down. Her warm breath tickled him as she reached the navel. He shivered a little more as she let her hands go along his hips with the greatest softness, before descending even lower. She brushed the underside of his waist, now playing with her tongue.
Kurtis let his head go backwards, lying comfortably in the soft sheets. He couldn't hold back a sigh when the young woman's mouth closed on him. Her movements were terribly soft and firm, taking him sensually to the edge of madness. And the pleasure was even more intense as he felt what she was feeling too in this very moment.
He closed his eyes and escaped a moan. Gosh, those lips felt like heaven on him. He gasped.
—
The storm was raging outside and the rain hadn't stopped falling since the beginning of the evening. The wind had risen up and was blowing hard against the wooden house's front. He couldn't fall asleep. And he couldn't get rid of the smile that had frozen on his face.
He could have stayed like that for hours, just watching her, savoring every inch of her skin against his own, and feeling the slightest movement of her warm body lying against his. She hadn't moved since she had fallen asleep. She was sleeping soundly, her head resting on his shoulder, her arm around his waist. Her chest softly lift up under the sheets, and he could feel her heart beating gently as the same rhythm as his, as if they made one. He loved these moments of calm that only belonged to them both, away and safe from the rest of the world. He loved to see her soothed like this, abandoned to him, and at peace. As far as he knew, he had never known such a delightful sensation as holding her against him like this.
He buried his face in her long, loose hair and took a deep breath.
He was still struggling to realize that she was there with him, and he was still wondering how all this could have happened to him. He couldn't find the words to describe how he was feeling. He had always fought and never received anything in return. His whole life had been one of suffering and repression, torture and despair. The only thing he had known was the darkness, and the loneliness. He had given so much energy and strength to take on all these overwhelming responsibilities, and to carry the weight of this fight. He had always fought without getting anything back. But now he knew he had won his greatest reward. The one he wasn't waiting for, and maybe the one he wasn't waiting for anymore. The woman who accepted him and whom he would have never imagined at his side.
The young woman moved slightly. For a moment he thought she was waking up, but after a few seconds her body stopped moving again. She escaped a loud sigh. Her arm tightened around his waist. In the same way, the mercenary slipped his arms around her, and his eyes slowly closed. He never thought he would have felt this way in his whole life. A deep calm, an inner stillness. A certain serenity, and perhaps even happiness. The happiness and joy of having found her again, of having finally come back to her side. The happiness of being home again, although he realised home could be anywhere for him, as long as she was with him. Now he knew that as long as they were together, everything would be all right. Now he knew where he belonged. And in the end, that was the only thing that mattered to him.