Water slopped over the edge of a pearly white bath, inside two writhing bodies, the man on top the woman underneath both in sychronised motion. Sounds could be heard all around the manor then the sounds faltered. Back in the bath tub Kurtis began to whisper sweet nothings huskily into Lara's ear.
Half an hour past while they both relaxed in the water, both bodies beginning to soak up the liquid. Lara began to shiver as the water began to cool, the only thing keeping her warm was kurtis's chest upon her. Besides the usual feeling of warmth he gave her every time her was near. Kurtis felt her shivering and he lifted himself up and stepped out of the bath woooshhh he slid on the floor and ended up on his front again. This time without Lara's sexy body underneath him, he groaned surely knowing he would have a bruised chest by the next day. He stood up and looked into the bathtub, Lara had gone. What on earth was going on?
Walking into the next room with nothing but a towel he headed towards the bedroom to find Lara lying in his bed fast asleep in a towel. She done sneaky stupid things sometimes but just leaving him in the bathroom starkers and getting into his bed, then falling asleep was beyond him.
Slowly slipping himself into the bed with her and discarding the towel, he fell asleep.
Hours later Lara woke up feeling all warm and snug, she leaned over to kurtis and whispered in his ear "What have you done to me, im exhausted" and with that she started having another one of her giggling fits. When something made her chuckle she couldn't stop.
She got up and put her clothes back on and left a note to Kurtis reading "Going Home, Love Lara", quietly as she could she walked out of Mr.Trents manor, knowing she had to go home because it had been 2 days and her butler may be getting worried. She walked to the nearest taxi firm and ordered a taxi to her mansion.
20 minutes later the taxi arrived, it was late so she got a free ride. She insisted she didn't but they insisted she didn't have pay. Finally getting home felt strange since living with Kurtis was so much better because she had someone loving to talk to, even though he was a bastard sometimes.
That whole day her chest pained when she thought of him and her stomach swooped when she thought about the way he made love to her. She just had to go back, it was night and she had no need for going to his house at this time but she needed to, just to see him. His eyes, his nose, his mouth and his hair. She wanted them to herself. She wanted to nibble his lips when they were red and pouty when aroused.
She was used doing mad things, without even getting her silky pj's off she ran outside and got onto her bike. Revving it she sped off into the distance. Her pj's billowing, passers by occasionally catching glimpses of her underwear because the silk tended to fly up when a heavy gust of wind came towards her. She finally arrived, but Kurtis's door was open and some of his windows were smashed. She ran into the manor and ran upstairs and found no Kurtis. She found her note on the floor covered in footprints and she picked it up and brushed away the dirt, it read " Going Home, Love Lara BIOBEORGE"
A tear formed in her eye and she blinked it back fiercely, turning to her left she opened Kurtis's computer and it began to start up. It needed a password. Damn. Lara tried lots of things until she finally typed in Trent, loud music played from the computer and she attempted to turn it down but couldn't find how. It was on the desktop now and he had a big wallpaper of Jessica Alba on there and even under the circumstances Lara could help but chuckle. Noticing his web cam she took a picture of herself pouting and showing much cleavage as she could and she replaced his wallpaper with herself. Satisfied she opened up the Internet and went onto to search the name Biobeorge. Cursing his slow Internet she waited patiently as results slowly appeared.
"Biobeorge Ethan, he use to experiment on random beings he thought was extra special. But long has he gone without a single case. Being imprisoned for 14 years managed to stop this man from his madness and he hasn't done a single thing for 10 years. He's now living in a medium sized house by the buckleworth river, sometimes going to the hogglingworth pub. But not many know of what he had been doing before; so he is rather safe.
Updated 30th September 2005" She read out this then looked at her watch for the date, it was the 7th October. The time was 2am; she didn't feel tired at all and with that she stood up quickly and ran down Kurtis's staircase. Her silky pajamas flickering in the wind again as she sped across the icy cold roads heading north to buckleworth. She had an unusually pale face and a look of angst, she began to feel extremely tired and thought it best not to drive no more, finding the nearest hotel and feeling rather stupid as she pushed the old squeaky door of the building because she was still wearing her flowing silky pajamas.
"Ma'am what can I do for you tonight ?" asked an aged man that looked surprisingly like a bleached prune.
"Miss. Croft" she informed him " I would like a room tonight, but I'm in a spot of bother. I don't have no money, cards or anything on me. So would you please be kind enough to lend me a room for free?" She asked looking desperate but still keeping her dignity at the same time. The old mans face softened and crinkled into a small making thousands more wrinkled on his face making his appearance more shocking than usual.
" Certainly Lady croft" croaked the old man. Lara smiled back at him as he started to look through a little key chain of keys. He finally found the one he seemed to want and looked back up at the tired looking Croft.
" Here you go sweetheart, up the stairs and to the left" wheezed the prune before her. Quickly tiptoeing to her newly acquired room she began to think about what things must be happening to Kurtis and she slowly began to feel guilt in the pit of her stomach for leaving him that night to go to her home. Reaching her hand out to the cold golden door nob she sighed deeply as she walked into the homely room. Walking over to the bed she flopped down upon it and closed her eyes, instantly falling asleep. She had dreams, no nightmares. She dreamed of finding Kurtis's body lying on the floor with a pool of blood and he had dark eyes that were lifeless. He was dead in her dreams and she hoped they were just dreams and not nothing worth worrying about.
Shooting up with a straight back in her bed with the sweat dripping off her she breathed heavily, because once again she saw his body lying lifeless upon the ground. Reaching over to the bedside table she poured herself some water out of a jug into a dusty glass. She didn't care about the dust and the grime at the moment, all thoughts were still on Kurtis. Noticing the glow of sunlight peaking through the damp moldy curtains across her room she looked at her watch. 8AM was the time, feeling not completely awake or even healthy she began to get up. Walking into the unhealthy looking bathroom she had she saw that it had a shower and soon discarded her clothes.
The shower didn't get steamy or clean feeling, the water came out slow and warm and Lara groaned in frustration. Rinsing herself off and opening a fresh packet of soap because the other looked as if it had been living there for years getting moldy and slimy she began to rub it all over her body. It reminded her of the night she had had a shower with him and with that she rinsed of as quickly as she could. Drying herself with a towel which had the texture of a Weetabix. Putting her pajamas back on ( all she had with her ) she threw the keys onto the bed and walked out of that poor room. Walking down the stairs she noticed ire in their voices.
" You tell me now old man or I'll shoot, Ive shot plenty of people before this is going to be easy" Grunted a Jamaican sounding man.
" I will not tell you where her room is, now let go of me you oaf- Gunshot was heard and the groaning of the old prune-ish man could be heard. Lara began to lean down over the banister of the old rickety stairs and saw the Jamaican man. He was big and troll looking, a bit of the wood on the banister snapped and with that the man craned his fat neck towards Lara.
" There you are!" huffed the Jamaican as he began to sprint towards the stairs, Lara quickly turned and ran towards her bedroom. Lifting herself out of the window she grabbed on 2 poles above with her back firmly against the wall and holding her legs up she was able to hang. It was too high to jump down and too far up to get to the roof so she just hung there. Hearing the mans annoyance in her room her heart started to pump, with a sort of adrenaline. The oaf of a man held his head out of the window to look to see if she has jumped out but Lara's feet collided with his head as she pushed her legs down with full force onto this mans skull. He was knocked out, or dead. She didn't care she just squeezed herself through what remained of the window with the fat man leaning out of it. Sprinting down the stairs with her hands bouncing up and down on the banister as she went she began to feel that familiar adrenaline rushing through her body.
She was shocked to find the old man still alive, leaning over him she asked" Why did they want me?"
" Something about a man called Ku-k" his body froze and his head flopped to one side, he was dead. Forcefully lifting herself up she ran to the entrance of the building and yanked it open, running over to where she had left her bike the day before. Starting it up and speeding off towards her destination, buckleworth.
An hour had passed since she started off, then finally she was standing looking enraged outside the medium sized cottage, she began to run into the door. It crashed open, the place was rich with furniture and seemed to be dripping of rich colored oak wherever you laid your eyes. Lara searched the whole house, to find nothing, running across an oak floor she noticed the sound of a room underneath. Walking across she began to bang her feet to find the most hollow sound, running over to a big statue in the corner of the room Lara dragged it across to the floor with the room bellow. Putting both feet safely on both sides of the statue, balancing she managed to mount it and with one almighty jump the floor caved below her. Catching some of the arm of her pajamas but nothing serious she began to fall into the cold stone room. Bending her knees to soften the fall on the stone floor and looked around.
The place looked deathly, it contained surgical instruments that looked sadistic. There were chains on the wall with blood of other victims stained on the floor, it was dark and the atmosphere made you just want to keel over and die. Walking slowly around the room she laid eyes on a chained, weak and seemingly unharmed Kurtis. Running over to him she noticed he was unconscious, she could see his chest rising and falling slowly.
" ahh, Miss croft. How nice to see you here!" Lara spun around to see a short balding man, his face was gaunt and skull like. He looked like he's been trapped down a dark tunnel for years and been beaten to insanity. Eying him she walked slowly backwards and took Kurtis's hand and stared at the ugly man.
" Did you like Kingsley?" he sneered.
" Better get yourself a smarter oaf next time you bastard, I'm sure you wont be seeing him anymore" chortled Lara.
" I don't care about him, I don't care about death's of people. I simply don't care about anything. You see Lara if I did care about anything I wouldn't have killed, raped, tortured and drove people to insanity." He said, he seemed to be thinking about the things he'd done. With a 'good times' expression on his face. This enraged Lara and she ran towards him, caught him off his guard and began to kick the hell out of him. He managed to clamber away and he grabbed a sinister looking needle and began to run towards Lara, she kicked it out of his hands and pushed him to the floor. Pinning him down she tried and tried to reach over to the needle. She finally had it in her grasp, looking inside she aw a clear water like liquid, she didn't know what it was she just stabbed it into the mans neck and he began to shake. Plenty more affects came after that, these were tell tale signs of poison, he would die slowly. Looking concerned and shaken Lara walked over to Kurtis, she began shaking him to see if he'd wake. His whirlpool eyes shot open and he began to try and yank his arms out of the openings, then admitting defeat he looked up at Lara.
" Umm, any help please?" annoyance in his eyes as he spoke these words.
" No, theres something about you chained up within my grasp thats sexy" she flashed him a toothy smile and Kurtis couldn't help but have his face soften. Almost immediately his face snapped back to annoyance, and a deep frown appeared.
Running her one finger around his chest, then down to his midriff and very close to his groin and shot back up to his midriff. Kurtis squirmed at this and Lara didn't even try to suppress a laugh she just let it out, leaning over Kurtis, his eyes darting from her left eye to her right she kissed him deeply and his eyes closed. Pasting her lips slightly he was able to slip his tongue in and feel her hot taste of her mouth. A kiss with no arms or anything else was slightly hard to master but Kurtis still managed to make her feel on fire. And the lightning bold once again shot through his body. Finally finishing the kiss Lara pulled away ever so slowly to look deeply into her mans eyes. His eyes were bright and the lids were droopy slightly because of tiredness or just the lust. Kurtis looked into Lara's eyes which were droopy with lust and the hazel in her eyes seemed to be extra profound. Slowly lifting herself up never taking her eyes of Kurtis she turned around and looked around for something to make the binds release him. Across the room was a button. She pressed it and a snapping metal sound made her turn around. The binds had snapped open and Kurtis was bounding towards Lara. His lips met hers and she jumped up and put her legs around his hips. Again the pulled away and Lara got off of him.
" My bikes outside, lets go to my place?" breathed Lara.
" Certainly" grinned Kurtis. The creepiness of the place loomed upon them again and they found the door out of the hell house. Lara jumped onto her bike and Kurtis followed his chest pressed flushed against her back and his hands holding her hips gently.
They were back at Lara's mansion, both had only one thing on their minds. Running up to one of Lara's many bedrooms they both bounced onto a king sized bed and Kurtis crouched on top of her, turned him head and waved his hand. The door shut with a quiet snap.
The End