By Bernie

Croft Manor - London

Jean Grey and Lara Croft panted harshly within their passionate embrace as Jean rolled on top of her lover.  Jean's lithe form writhed erotically as she wantonly thrusted herself against Lara, who had two fingers buried to the knuckle inside Jean's pussy.  Jean ran her hands through her perspiration soaked hair and cried out with her every push, she could feel Lara's fingertips wriggling inside her, touching her throbbing clit.

Lara pulled her drenched fingers out of Jean and licked them clean before sitting up and burying her head between Jean's swaying tits.  Jean looked down at her loveslave and cupped her own breasts, supporting them so they thrusted forward.  Lara enveloped the jutting left breast with her mouth, devouring it ravenously, sucking on its sweet flesh and biting the hard nipple that floated in its centre.  Jean moaned, she closed her eyes and let her head fall back, red hair cascading behind her like a fiery cloak.

"Eat my pussy." Jean suddenly demanded with a harsh gasp.

Jean laid on her back and spread her lush legs.  Lara fell on her knees and nuzzled her cheek against the silky-smooth flesh of her lover's inner thighs.  Jean dug her right hand into Lara's chestnut brown hair and pushed her beautiful face into her womanhood.  Lara used her tongue to part Jean's labia and spread her vagina wide open before wriggling inside.  Jean let out a sharp moan of ecstasy and arched her back as Lara began licking her clitoris and sucking her labia.  Jean closed her thighs and dug her fingers into Lara's head, her body undulated in rhythm to her loveslave's sucking motions, her breasts bouncing as her quivers became more intense.

"Hhh...hhhh..." Jean struggled to breathe, loud slurping sounds on her womanhood filled her ears.  Jean's cries became harsher, crying out her lust as she neared orgasm.  The pleasurable heat finally erupted from her womanhood, stiffening her body with a sudden jolt of pleasure.  Her pussy burned, leaking with a flood of juices that Lara did her best to devour from her position between Jean's legs.  Jean felt Lara's tongue continue to writhe inside of her, stroking her.  Lara finally emerged from Jean's pussy, her lips curled into a smile and a trail of juices dripping out of the side of her mouth.

"Kiss me..." Jean commanded.  Lara crawled on top of Jean, placing her hands over the redhead's naked, heaving tits before leaning forward to devour her mistress's lips.  Jean and Lara moaned as their tongues caressed each other's in a hot, passionate french, exchanging breath and the sweet taste of Jean's honey.  Jean forced herself on top of Lara and spread her lover's luscious thighs, reaching between them to finger her damp pussy.

"Sorry to bother you two." Caitlin's voice suddenly interrupted.  "But...there's a phone call."

"Fuck it Caitlin we're fucking!" Jean yelled as lous as she could after her powerful orgasm.

"They said it was urgent." Caitlin persisted.  "They wanted to talk to you and they said you were their 'master'?"

Jean paused, her interest now piqued from Caitlin's revelation.  "Okay." she sighed as she slowly crawled out of bed, ignoring Lara's obvious pleas for her to remain.  She walked out of the room naked to get the phone in Lara's study across the hall, and returned after a few minutes.

"Bad news Lara." Jean announced.

"What?" Lara asked, her eyes widened slightly.

"I talked to both of them, they're both sterile."

"What?  Are they sure?"

"They're positive."

"Damn.  I had a feeling this might happen.  Then we're going to have to go with plan B."

"That's what I was thinking, I just felt I should tell you.  I'll let them know." Jean smiled before departing once again.

"Fucking sweet." Jean complimented as she walked by Caitlin and admired the lovely girl's outfit.

"That's a very sexy outfit Caitlin." Lara purred as she brazenly slid her eyes up and down Caitlin's tall, slender frame.  Lavender thong panties adorned her waist, while a transparent scarf of matching colour hung around her neck and looped back around her torso, to go over her luscious, bare tits but not cover them.  Her erect nipples were very visible through the fabric.  A thick black choker and armbands on each of her arms accentuated her limbs graceful slenderness, and her face was painted with orange markings on her cheeks, reminding Lara of the primal sensuality of a beautiful jungle native.

"Thank you Lara." Caitlin blushed.  "I was going to surprise you.  But I guess now is as good as anytime to show it to you."

"Turn around." Lara insisted.

Caitlin put her hands in her rich, fiery hair and slowly turned, wiggling her ass brazenly and pouting softly.  The top of the lavender panties rested above her buttocks, but the material disappeared into the crevice between her asscheeks.  Caitlin noticed Lara's obvious arousal and slinked onto the bed, crawling towards Lara on all fours like a feline.  Her tits dangled alluringly beneath her, falling into the transparent scarf and pressing against the fabric.

"What's going on with Jean?" Caitlin inquired, stroking the dark hair of her lover.

Lara leaned back and held Caitlin's stroking hand.  "Nothing love."

"Oh come on Lara, you've let me in this far, how come you won't reveal everything to me yet."

"All in due time love, I promise."

"Why not now?  Don't you trust me?" Caitlin purred, guiding Lara's hand inside her top to fondle her breasts.

"Of course." Lara smiled as she eagerly milked Caitlin's left breast.

"Let me know everything Lara, I can make it worth your while." Caitlin insisted with a sensual tone of voice.  She leaned on top of Lara and kissed her on the lips, entwining her tongue with Lara's, which still tasted of Jean's pussy.

"No, mistress won't let me." Lara sternly replied after pulling away from Caitlin's kiss and drawing her hand out of redhead's top.

Caitlin sighed, somewhat shocked and disappointed that Lara ceased touching her.  "Then let me know, why did you send Jean to me?"

"Jean wanted to sample you.  She wanted to know why you were chosen."

"Chosen by whom?" Caitlin inquired.  Lara's answer had caught her off guard, it was not a replys he had anticipated.

"Master Sebastian." Lara uttered.

"Sebastian." Caitlin echoed, the sound of that name raced her heartbeat and moistened her pussy.  She let out a gasp, her fingers twitched as she felt a wet spot forming on her panties, her clit begging to be touched.

"And, I had to hide the signs I was pregnant.  I had to work out, and feed my babies until they were grown-up." Lara replied, oblivious to Caitlin's intense reaction to the name of her late demon master.

"Grown-up?"

"Demon children.  Remember?  They grow up extremely quickly, they became adults within days."

"Oh yes, I remember." Caitlin admitted, the recollection of her own late, demonic offspring coming to mind.  "Where are these babies?"

"Haven't I answered enough today?  Mistress Jean doesn't want me to talk too much about the plan."

"What plan?"

"I said, Mistress won't allow it.  In fact, now we've got to alter it."

***

Hawaii

Aspen Matthews sat at her desk, her constantly eyes switching from her monitor to a pile of papers on her desk.  Her senses were so focused on the task at hand it startled her when a knock went off at the door to her small office.

"Hi Aspen." a male voice greeted.

Aspen turned in the direction from which she heard the cheerful greeting and saw her boss, David Sanders, standing in her doorway.

"Oh, hi David." Aspen returned.  "Is there something I can help you with?"

"You know Aspen, you're a very beautiful woman." David suddenly complimented.

"Ummm...thank you." Aspen replied, trying not to reveal her shock at the boss's comment.

"No, really.  I mean you are really really beautiful." David reiterated, strolling behind Aspen's desk so he stood directly behind her.

"Are you asking me out David?  I..." Aspen said, her voice beginning to betray her nervousness.

"You have a boyfriend, I counted on that." David interrupted.  "But I don't want to be your boyfriend."

"What?  Then..."

"I just want to be more than your boss." David murmured as he leaned forward and forced a hard, wet kiss on Aspen's lips.

"Get the fuck away from me!" Aspen demanded as she forced David away from her.

"If you don't fuck me you're fired." David said coldly.

"I will sue your ass for sexual harassment!" Aspen snapped in reply.

"Oh?  Who will a jury believe?  You?  Someone who's just moved to Hawaii, has been swimming naked after hours in the swimming pool and who seems to be having some weird sexual frolics with a co-worker?"

Aspen paused with shock, in disbelief at how her boss knew all these things.  She wondered how long he had known, why had had been keeping them secret until now.  But anger clouded her judgment, and led to following the most impulsive of actions.  "You stay the fuck out of my life!  I quit you piece of shit!" Aspen yelled as she quickly gathered the few personal items she kept in her office and stormed out of the door.

"Come on Aspen, we can work something out can't we?" David smiled as he reached out and grabbed Aspen's shoulder.

Aspen glared at her boss and pushed him to the floor with all her strength.  David crashed on his ass, leaving him to stare up at Aspen's fuming visage.

"Fuck you." Aspen angrily whispered before exiting the building.

David stood up, brushed himself off and walked towards the main office of the research centre.  As he walked inside, he reached into his coat and pulled out an envelope, plopping it on the desk of the receptionist.

"This is a letter of resignation from Aspen Matthews.  She had to leave immediately but luckily I ran into her.  Can you process this please Beth?"

"Sure." Beth replied, taking the letter.

David thanked the receptionist and left the building, looking carefully around him before ducking into a nearby alley.  David's grey, thinning hair suddenly changed to a thicker mane of dark brown and his middle-age wrinkles smoothed out, while muscle began to expand on his shoulders and chest.

"Sorry Aspen." Steven Loft remorsed, once his transformation was complete.

***

A few blocks from Aspen Matthew's apartment

The sun began to fade behind the grey clouds and the darkness of the late afternoon began to reveal itself.  The anger that had previously fueled Aspen Matthew's departure from her workplace had died down, and now she walked back to her apartment with an air of uncertainty and fear.  She worried she would be unable to get another job, and that she would have to leave town in case her former boss decided to spread the word of her activities to any other potential employers.

"Aspen!" a voice called out from behind.  Aspen turned and saw Steven Loft running up behind her.  She smiled widely and embraced him as he came near, tilting her head up to accept his kiss.

"I didn't see you at work." Steve told her after they broke off their kiss.

"I quit my job." Aspen sighed.

"Why?"

"The boss was trying to hit on me, but I refused.  So then I told him I quit."

"Geez Aspen, I'm so sorry."

"It's okay, I mean, I've only been at that job a little while anyway.  It's not like I got so attached to it.  I got to admit, it felt damn good to hit that son of a bitch."

"Really?"

"Oh yeah, to think that bastard looked at me like that the whole time!  And I doubt he'll report it, after all, he was my boss, no way he'd want to get in trouble for sexual harassment."

"Aspen, I was going to ask you to come with me on something, but...I don't know if you would..."

"What?"

"My vacation is coming up.  And...I was wondering if you were interested in going with me.  I'm going to Las Vegas."

Before she could reply, Aspen felt something hit her forehead, a single drop of water.  Steven felt the impact of one on his nose, then two more on his face.  Aspen and Steve looked up and almost instantly the few drops became a torrent of rain.

"Let's go!" Aspen insisted, grabbing her lover's hand and running toward her apartment.

By the time they had crossed the gate of Aspen's apartment building, the rain was coming down in such torrents they could barely see a few feet in front of them.  The heavy rainfall felt intoxicating against Aspen's skin, a result of her body's unique watery composition.  Aspen stopped, and Steve abruptly halted behind her, unsure of why she had stopped moving.

Aspen spread her arms and stared up at the rainy sky, twirling on the wet sidewalk and allowing the rain to soak her body.  The clothes she wore were already soaked and clung to every curve of her body.  Her lips curled into a wide grin, and stared at Steven with lustful eyes.

"I feel almost drunk." Aspen giggled.  "I missed the feeling of hot rain against my skin."

With that admission, Aspen pulled off her wet tank top, letting her luscious, dripping breasts bounce free.  With her smouldering stare never leaving Steven, Aspen leaned against a nearby palm tree and beckoned her lover to come to her with a curling finger.

"Steve, make love to me.  Right here." Aspen purred, relishing in the sensation of the rain splashing against her bare skin.

The rumble of thunder growled off in the distance, echoing through the cloudy skies.  Steve eagerly ran up to Aspen and embraced her in his arms, leaning her body into his as he kissed her hungrily.

Aspen gasped, falling against the palm tree as Steve forcefully removed her clothes.  The rain came down in torrents, instantly her naked body became soaked. Aspen jumped into Steve, wrapping her arms around his neck and hooking her thighs around his waist.  Steve leaned Aspen against the palm tree, one hand grabbing her ass while the other dove beneath her panties to vigorously massage her cunt.  Aspen whined with pleasure, her body bucking against Steve, her back scraping against the rough bark of the palm.

Steve reached down and undid his pants.  Aspen slid her left hand into his shorts and began massaging his cock to hardness.  Steve groaned, digging his fingers into Aspen's buttocks as his cock throbbed with her deft touch.  Steve grabbed Aspen by the knees and yanked her legs apart, pressing his body between them as Aspen guided his cock to her wet pussy.  One push later, Steve's cock disappeared into the clenching hole, causing Aspen to moan and start bucking against her lover.

"Push deeper!" Aspen cried, tears of ecstasy mixing with raindrops on her smooth cheeks.

Steven dug his fingers into the back of Aspen's thighs, forcing her body tighter against his, pulling her crotch harder against his.  Aspen pushed with all her might, yearning for Steve to fill her belly with his warm cream.  Steve buried his face between Aspen's rain slick breasts, sucking the warm water off Aspen's nipples.  Aspen held Steve's head affectionately against her bosom, her head leaning back and her spine undulating as her moans of pleasure turned to breathless gasps.

The two lovers writhed in unison, their crotches merging, moving as one.  Aspen leaned her head back, allowing Steven to plant warm kisses on her exposed throat.  The torrential rain increased, the sounds of raindrops crashing against the pavement and both their writhing bodies filled their ears, and shut out their sensual moans.  Aspen dug her fingernails into Steven's shoulders as she felt herself tightening around him, she braced herself for the inevitable as her breathing quickened.

Aspen and Steven climaxed simultaneously with a duet of harsh cries, which was dwarfed by an immense, simultaneous crash of thunder.  Aspen panted against Steve's shoulder, wrapping her legs tightly around his torso like a vice as she felt his member pump warm semen inside her contracted vagina.  She bit her lip and whimpered upon the cessation of the pleasant warmth flowing between her legs, but relished in the heat of Steven's body against hers.

Panting heavily, her soaked hair framing her lovely face, Aspen leaned between the palm tree and her lover to support her exhausted body.  Steven ran his hands over her wet flesh, over her thighs; now dripping with vaginal honey and rainwater.  He cupped her slippery breasts, rolling the pliant, golden brown mounds of flesh in his hands.

"Let's go inside, together." Steven panted with an intense look in his eyes, and a smile on his face.

"Yes...stay inside me, I never want you to leave me." Aspen moaned, returning her lover's smile.  "I'll go with you to Vegas."

Steven and Aspen leaned forward as their mouths joined into a kiss, their tongues fiercely probing each other, entering each other.  The two lovers became transparent as they converted to their watery forms.  As one mass, they melted into the ground, and disappeared; the only remnants of their presence were their forgotten, discarded clothes on the soaked sidewalk.

***

New York

"You're what?!" Sara gasped.

"Sara, I'm sorry but I'm going to have to suspend you for a week without pay." the chief replied, his expression as solemn as ever.

"What?  On what grounds?"

"Misuse of police resources, including an automobile, and skipping work for a day.  Sara you are a homicide detective, we can't allow this kind of behaviour.  I'm surprised at you!"

It dawned upon Sara immediately.  They were referring to that day Sean and her went to investigate the crime scene, and then ended up spending the entire day together.  She wasn't authorized to investigate the case, and somehow she had let time slip away from her.  However, she thought the punishment was being too harsh considering what she had done.  "I was investigating a crime scene.  I was with Detective Sean Cray.  He can back me up."

"Detective who?  There is no Sean Cray at this precinct."

"What?" Sara gulped, not wanting to believe what she had just heard.

"There is no Sean Cray at this precinct." the chief repeated with a sigh.

"But...but he gave in the reports."

"I haven't seen any reports with that name on it."

"But, there was a murder site, and the suspect that blew his own head off."

"Sara, I don't know of any case.  There has been nothing like that reported.  Now please, this is hard enough for me already.  Your badge and gun, now."

Sara paused, looking at the stoic, rumpled face of her superior.  She thought about making a scene, but she quickly resisted that and gave up her badge and firearm.  She noticed at least a few pairs of eyes were trailing her as she walked out, but she was indifferent to them at that point.

***

Sara Pezinni's apartment

Sara unlocked the door and casually pushed it open.  She plodded inside and indifferently closed it, not even bothering to lock it.  She just walked over and collapsed on her couch, her mind abuzz with confusion.

Suddenly a knocking on the door got her attention.  She gradually got to her feet and plodded to the door, opening it without a second thought.

"Hi Sara." Sean greeted, wrapping Sara in his arms.  But Sara quickly pushed him away before his kiss could touch her lips.

"Why did you lie to me?!" she asked him angrily.

"What?" Sean replied, dumbfounded by Sara's accusation.

"The chief told me there is no Sean Cray at the precinct.  So that first crime scene we went to was fake.  No wonder there was no barricade tape.  So what were you trying to do?"

Sean was silent, but his face did not reveal whether it was from shock or contemplation.  "Meet you." he finally replied.  "Get your attention."

"Well you've got it now you little fuck."

"Please Sara, don't act this way.  I didn't mean for you to find out."

"Oh, that the person I fucked is a manipulating bastard?!  So you were lying and you just assumed I would be stupid!  Who the hell are you?!"

"I'm...sorry to do this Sara.  Sleep."

"What?  Wha..." Sara mumbled before her eyelids suddenly fell and her body collapsed.  Her consciousness had already faded by the time Sean caught her.

"I'm so sorry." Sean sighed as he cradled Sara in his arms.  He watched Sara sleep, admiring how beautiful she looked.  He stroked her left cheek gently with his fingers, brushing aside a few loose strands of her long, silky hair.  Suddenly, the cellular phone in Sean's pocket began to ring.  Sean sighed with resignation and gently placed Sara in a nearby armchair before he answered.

"Yes?" he breathed into the phone, trying to hide his annoyance.

"It's me." a male voice said on the other end.

"Hello." Sean greeted, after betraying a sigh of relief.  "I take it you're on the way then?"

"Yeah, she's going willingly.  How about you?"

"I...I had to resort to other tactics." Sean reluctantly admitted.

"Oh, sorry.  Well...I kind of didn't want to do this part of the plan to begin with but ultimately that doesn't matter huh?"

"No." Sean reluctantly admitted.  "You know we're only following mother's orders."

"Right.  See you later then."

"Bye Steve." Sean bade before hanging up.

THE END