A/N: Just to warn you there's some R rated stuff at the end of this
chapter.
*
"Do you think your employer was with the Illuminati?" Dr Bailey asked Alex.
The younger man gave a short laugh. "I wouldn't have thought they'd be employing me again, after all they were paying me to get the triangle of light for them, not Lara. Luc Duval, my employer was called. He must have just followed the clues in the coded messages, to what he thought was the location of the treasure and then called me in to retrieve it for him."
"But the treasure was not what he expected, it was this medallion," said Lara thoughtfully. "But perhaps combined with that other scroll in the museum this medallion reveals the location of the treasure, whatever it is."
"Even supposing any of the story is true," said Alex, "there's nothing we can do with just that medallion."
"You're right," Lara allowed, "but perhaps the museum made a copy of the scroll before it was stolen."
*
"Yes, certainly we did," Mr Watson, the museum curator was saying. "We couldn't photocopy it of course, due to its extreme delicacy but we typed up what it said. Shall I print a copy off for you?"
"Yes please," Lara and Alex replied in unison.
"Have you been able to translate it?" Lara asked.
"Unfortunately our ancient languages expert has been on holiday in Spain since we acquired the scroll, so no," Watson said as he tapped away at his computer. Soon the printer sprang into life and he handed an A4 sheet to Lara.
"Thank you, that's wonderful," she told him.
"Could you tell me why there's so much interest in this?" he asked, but they were already out of the door.
*
Back in Oxford again Dr Bailey was examining the sheet.
"Can you translate it?" Lara asked eagerly.
"Yes, I think so. It may take a while though, so why don't you two go and amuse yourselves for a couple of hours?"
*
The two tomb raiders walked slowly away from the college down a tree lined avenue, cows grazing in the meadow to their left. Eventually they reached the banks of the river Isis and Alex pulled Lara down to sit next to him on the sun-warmed grass. He lay back to bask in the hazy afternoon sunshine but Lara stayed sitting up, drumming her hands on the ground.
Alex laughed at her. "Can't you just relax for a couple of hours Lara? You know, the world won't end just because you're not doing anything useful."
She punched him lightly on chest but relented and lay down next to him. They looked up at the sky for a while, watching the clouds sailing languidly along.
"You don't believe in the grail, do you?" Lara asked eventually.
"No, I don't," he said simply.
They lay in silence for a few minutes more. "Come on, I can think of something we can do and it doesn't involve saving the world, I promise," Lara exclaimed, jumping to her feet and pulling a groaning Alex up by the hands.
*
The boat they had rented was long and narrow, and it wobbled unstably as Alex clambered over one velvet cushioned seat to sink down on the facing one. "Aren't you coming to sit with me?" he called, as Lara stepped onto the flat area at the end and found her balance.
"Nope, I'm driving," she called back as a young man handed her a long metal pole. She dug it into the bank to push off, then punted them down the river at quite a speed, expertly throwing the pole out of the water and catching it after every push off the river bed. She swung the pole out to one side under water so that the boat turned sharply into a tributary, then Lara slowed the pace down as she now had to duck occasionally to avoid overhanging branches.
"Are you an expert at everything?" Alex asked with a laugh, as he too had to duck to avoid being swiped by a passing oak.
Lara thought for a moment. "I'm a terrible cook," she said eventually.
A bit further along she pulled the punt up by the bank, where the dangling branches of a willow tree partially curtained them off from the river. Lara laid the pole down carefully and went to join Alex, who shifted over to make room for her on the seat.
"Hey, you're all wet!" he exclaimed, as he tentatively placed an arm around her shoulders.
"Yes, well, it splashes when you go fast," she replied.
"So don't go so fast."
Lara looked at him in confusion, "then how would it be fun?" she asked seriously.
Alex laughed at her again and pulled her body up closer to his. "That's what I love about you, Lady Croft," he whispered in her ear.
Lara turned her head slightly to look at him and their faces were only centimetres apart. Before either of them realised what was happening they were kissing passionately, then she was straddling Alex as he lay back against the wooden seat. As items of clothing were removed he glanced around worriedly, "what if somebody sees us?" he asked.
In response Lara unzipped his trousers and reached inside. "Do you want me to stop?" she asked, as she began massaging his length. He gasped at the sensation and barely managed to shake his head, his desire to be inside her was almost overwhelming.
Lara positioned herself over him and then slowly leant back, taking his entire length inside her. As their bodies joined they both groaned and Lara began to rock her hips against him, loving the feeling of finally having him inside her. As she began to go faster Alex grabbed her hips to stop her moving.
"There's no way I'm gonna let you carry on doing that!" he said.
"Don't you like it?" Lara teased.
"Way, way too much," he replied and rolled her over onto her back on the damp floor of the boat. This time when he re-entered her he took it much slower, wanting this experience to go on for as long as possible. Their eyes were locked as they gently made love, Alex trying to find the position and rhythm that gave her the most pleasure.
"See, you can have fun without going fast," he murmured.
Lara smiled in agreement, but after about twenty minutes she couldn't stand it any longer. She began to thrust her hips against his, forcing him into her deeper and harder. That was more than Alex could take and he lost control, pushing into her faster and faster.
"Oh my god, oh my god!" Lara cried as he brought her almost to climax and she scraped her nails down his back. The sharp pain made him cry out, then push into her so hard that she suddenly orgasmed and screamed his name. As she contracted around his member Alex couldn't hold on any longer and as he exploded inside her and it was all he could do to prevent himself collapsing on top of her. Shifting his weight he looked down at her lovingly, sweat soaked hair falling over one eye.
"Wow!" he said and then laughed at how silly it sounded.
Lara laughed with him and pulled him down onto her, enjoying the feeling of his weight pushing onto her chest. "That was amazing," she said, "you are amazing".
Alex grinned smugly and rolled onto his side. Lara nestled up against his chest and he gently pushed hair away from her face.
"You're so beautiful," he said, looking down at her.
She smiled up at him. "I won't tell you that you're pretty gorgeous too, because I think you already know," Alex opened his mouth to protest, "but at the risk of inflating your ego even further I will tell you that was possibly the best sex I've ever had," she finished.
*
"Do you think your employer was with the Illuminati?" Dr Bailey asked Alex.
The younger man gave a short laugh. "I wouldn't have thought they'd be employing me again, after all they were paying me to get the triangle of light for them, not Lara. Luc Duval, my employer was called. He must have just followed the clues in the coded messages, to what he thought was the location of the treasure and then called me in to retrieve it for him."
"But the treasure was not what he expected, it was this medallion," said Lara thoughtfully. "But perhaps combined with that other scroll in the museum this medallion reveals the location of the treasure, whatever it is."
"Even supposing any of the story is true," said Alex, "there's nothing we can do with just that medallion."
"You're right," Lara allowed, "but perhaps the museum made a copy of the scroll before it was stolen."
*
"Yes, certainly we did," Mr Watson, the museum curator was saying. "We couldn't photocopy it of course, due to its extreme delicacy but we typed up what it said. Shall I print a copy off for you?"
"Yes please," Lara and Alex replied in unison.
"Have you been able to translate it?" Lara asked.
"Unfortunately our ancient languages expert has been on holiday in Spain since we acquired the scroll, so no," Watson said as he tapped away at his computer. Soon the printer sprang into life and he handed an A4 sheet to Lara.
"Thank you, that's wonderful," she told him.
"Could you tell me why there's so much interest in this?" he asked, but they were already out of the door.
*
Back in Oxford again Dr Bailey was examining the sheet.
"Can you translate it?" Lara asked eagerly.
"Yes, I think so. It may take a while though, so why don't you two go and amuse yourselves for a couple of hours?"
*
The two tomb raiders walked slowly away from the college down a tree lined avenue, cows grazing in the meadow to their left. Eventually they reached the banks of the river Isis and Alex pulled Lara down to sit next to him on the sun-warmed grass. He lay back to bask in the hazy afternoon sunshine but Lara stayed sitting up, drumming her hands on the ground.
Alex laughed at her. "Can't you just relax for a couple of hours Lara? You know, the world won't end just because you're not doing anything useful."
She punched him lightly on chest but relented and lay down next to him. They looked up at the sky for a while, watching the clouds sailing languidly along.
"You don't believe in the grail, do you?" Lara asked eventually.
"No, I don't," he said simply.
They lay in silence for a few minutes more. "Come on, I can think of something we can do and it doesn't involve saving the world, I promise," Lara exclaimed, jumping to her feet and pulling a groaning Alex up by the hands.
*
The boat they had rented was long and narrow, and it wobbled unstably as Alex clambered over one velvet cushioned seat to sink down on the facing one. "Aren't you coming to sit with me?" he called, as Lara stepped onto the flat area at the end and found her balance.
"Nope, I'm driving," she called back as a young man handed her a long metal pole. She dug it into the bank to push off, then punted them down the river at quite a speed, expertly throwing the pole out of the water and catching it after every push off the river bed. She swung the pole out to one side under water so that the boat turned sharply into a tributary, then Lara slowed the pace down as she now had to duck occasionally to avoid overhanging branches.
"Are you an expert at everything?" Alex asked with a laugh, as he too had to duck to avoid being swiped by a passing oak.
Lara thought for a moment. "I'm a terrible cook," she said eventually.
A bit further along she pulled the punt up by the bank, where the dangling branches of a willow tree partially curtained them off from the river. Lara laid the pole down carefully and went to join Alex, who shifted over to make room for her on the seat.
"Hey, you're all wet!" he exclaimed, as he tentatively placed an arm around her shoulders.
"Yes, well, it splashes when you go fast," she replied.
"So don't go so fast."
Lara looked at him in confusion, "then how would it be fun?" she asked seriously.
Alex laughed at her again and pulled her body up closer to his. "That's what I love about you, Lady Croft," he whispered in her ear.
Lara turned her head slightly to look at him and their faces were only centimetres apart. Before either of them realised what was happening they were kissing passionately, then she was straddling Alex as he lay back against the wooden seat. As items of clothing were removed he glanced around worriedly, "what if somebody sees us?" he asked.
In response Lara unzipped his trousers and reached inside. "Do you want me to stop?" she asked, as she began massaging his length. He gasped at the sensation and barely managed to shake his head, his desire to be inside her was almost overwhelming.
Lara positioned herself over him and then slowly leant back, taking his entire length inside her. As their bodies joined they both groaned and Lara began to rock her hips against him, loving the feeling of finally having him inside her. As she began to go faster Alex grabbed her hips to stop her moving.
"There's no way I'm gonna let you carry on doing that!" he said.
"Don't you like it?" Lara teased.
"Way, way too much," he replied and rolled her over onto her back on the damp floor of the boat. This time when he re-entered her he took it much slower, wanting this experience to go on for as long as possible. Their eyes were locked as they gently made love, Alex trying to find the position and rhythm that gave her the most pleasure.
"See, you can have fun without going fast," he murmured.
Lara smiled in agreement, but after about twenty minutes she couldn't stand it any longer. She began to thrust her hips against his, forcing him into her deeper and harder. That was more than Alex could take and he lost control, pushing into her faster and faster.
"Oh my god, oh my god!" Lara cried as he brought her almost to climax and she scraped her nails down his back. The sharp pain made him cry out, then push into her so hard that she suddenly orgasmed and screamed his name. As she contracted around his member Alex couldn't hold on any longer and as he exploded inside her and it was all he could do to prevent himself collapsing on top of her. Shifting his weight he looked down at her lovingly, sweat soaked hair falling over one eye.
"Wow!" he said and then laughed at how silly it sounded.
Lara laughed with him and pulled him down onto her, enjoying the feeling of his weight pushing onto her chest. "That was amazing," she said, "you are amazing".
Alex grinned smugly and rolled onto his side. Lara nestled up against his chest and he gently pushed hair away from her face.
"You're so beautiful," he said, looking down at her.
She smiled up at him. "I won't tell you that you're pretty gorgeous too, because I think you already know," Alex opened his mouth to protest, "but at the risk of inflating your ego even further I will tell you that was possibly the best sex I've ever had," she finished.