Saturated

Lara let the warm water flow over her face, sighing in contentment as it caressed her skin like silk. The day had been a long one of researching and a sudden run from some police officers that had recognized her face.

Behind her she heard the door open, and turned slowly with an eyebrow raised. Through the steam she could see Kurtis's shape sitting on the counter by the sink. He kicked the door closed, a smile on his face. He was still fully clothed (unlike herself), and had a few droplets of sweat slipping down his face.

"Excuse me, but I suppose you missed the 'occupied' sign on the door," she muttered, running the soap bar down her body. The bubbles frothed and slithered down to the floor, making little white trails down her body. Kurtis eyed these with interest, and then crossed to the door of the shower and leaned on the glass. With a bit of discomfort Lara turned away from him. "Privacy, I know you've never heard of it, but I'd like some. Thanks."

"You look fabulous," he said, the look in his eyes now making Lara a considerable amount uncomfortable. It made her feel like a painting or statue, an object.

"Stop it." She opened the door to the shower and stepped out, her normally plaited tresses falling about her face. The smile faded from his face as she glared daggers at him. "I know what you’re thinking, and no, you're not getting any."

"Did I ask for any?" he replied, stepping forward. Lara smiled, amused, and pushed him away, throwing her hair back.

"Oh, please...your animal cravings are so last year, Trent." She exited the bathroom and headed through the rooms of the large hotel suite towards her bedroom, which was nearly the size of a normal hotel room anyway.

"Animal cravings? I'm a gentleman Croft; I thought you'd have more faith in me."

"If you're a gentleman, then I'm a stewardess."

"Well, whatever gets you off."

"Prick." She lightly shut the door behind her, but it was stopped as he stepped through. Lara turned away from him and slipped on her robe. "Now, leave please."

"No." Kurtis's hand found her arm, and he pulled her close to himself. Angrily, Lara tried to push him away.

"Get off me."

"You're lying to yourself, Croft. You haven't had sex in years, and this is probably driving you wild inside."

"As if," she lied. "I, for one, have no need for intercourse"

Kurtis raised an eyebrow, then smiled and leaned her back so that her shoulders came to rest on the mattress. At first she glared daggers, and then a grin overtook her face. "I hate it when you're right, Kurtis, I really hate it."

"I know," he said, leaning over and kissing her gently. Lara shook her head.

“You old romantics need to have an update on the common practices these days,“ she said, flipping him over so that he was lying on his back, and leaning forwards to take his lips on hers. For moments they kissed, Kurtis groaning against her mouth as he ran his hands lightly up her sides and felt the still-damp flesh there.

"We really shouldn't," she said, still kissing him.

Kurtis opened his eyes and gazed at her in slight interest as she leaned up again. "What prompts this change of heart?"

Lara stared at him, her face slowly being taken over by an innocent smile. Before he could speak again Lara lay down over him, her tongue tracing his mouth, and then she kissed him passionately.

At the electric touch of her lips, Kurtis almost forgot about everything. And when he felt himself put his arms around her, felt his mouth press against hers, and felt his tongue touch the inside of her mouth, the world seemed a million miles away, of no concern to him. He closed his eyes, trying to shut out everything from his memory and remove his sense of sight for the time being.

Somehow, he got the feeling that Lara’s robe had slipped off her shoulders. His next feeling was of his shirt sliding off, and of the warm sensation of her bare chest pressing against his. He held her tighter, and continued to kiss her, running his fingers across her back, caressing her shoulder blades, rubbing her soft skin against his hands.

Lara rolled over, taking him with her, so that their positions were reversed. With him on top, she easily slid his pants and underwear to his ankles. He kicked them off the rest of the way, continuing to explore her mouth with his tongue, explore her body with his fingers.

She rolled back to the other side and Kurtis slowly cupped her breasts in his hands, feeling the softness of the flesh as it yielded to his touches. He felt the press of her nipple against his palm as it stiffened, and slid down as far as he could, taking it into his mouth and teasing it with the tip of his tongue.

Holding herself up for support, Lara arched her back and ran her leg up the outside of Kurtis’s. The pulse of his mouth against her breast caused her to moan softly. Shifting all her weight to one arm, she reached down with the other and took his erection in her hand, brushing the tip with her middle finger.

Kurtis switched breasts, enjoying the swell of her nipple against his tongue. His hand made its way between her legs, and he spread them apart as he continued to work on her. He ran his hands up her sides, across her back, over her firm buttocks, then went back to her crotch. He traced the outline of her lips with his index finger before moving up and kissing her on the neck.

Lara bent and nibbled on his ear as he spread her legs even further apart than before and slightly inserted his finger. It slid inside easily with the help of her juices, and he massaged her insides with it, being careful to go slowly and to follow no specific pattern. She moved across his face, planting a kiss on each closed eyelid, one on his nose, one on his chin, then stopping at his mouth. She licked across his lips, getting a slight shiver from him, and pressed her tongue inside again.

After several more minutes of touching, kissing, and caressing, he felt her opening up slowly but surely. He pulled her up farther and slowly slid himself into her, savouring the feeling of complete and total pleasure. Lara sighed into his mouth and kissed him harder as she moved herself against him slowly at first, then a bit quicker as time went on. There was no hurry…the bed wasn’t going anywhere. And even if it did, Kurtis thought, they still had the floor. But if that went somewhere, they were in serious trouble.

He pressed his pelvis against hers, feeling the small contractions in that area, holding her close. He ran his hands through her hair, feeling the silkiness pass through his fingertips, squeezing out the remaining water. He kissed her over and over, relishing the taste of her in his mouth, feeling the pull as she raised and lowered herself again and again. Faster still. He massaged her breast in his hand with a soft circling motion, re-enticing the nipple to harden, and still she pressed quicker.

For Lara, the orgasm happened all over her body simultaneously, engulfing her completely in an enormous tidal wave of pleasure and release. The tensions that she had felt before all left her body completely as she shuddered against Kurtis. Then she got a warm feeling from between her legs, felt him shiver under her as well, and dropped her lips to his once again. There was silence for a few seconds, and then she looked up at him.

“I hate it when you’re right, Kurtis,” she whispered huskily. “I really hate it.”