Tomb Raider Forever

Reaching the Peak

“You see anything?”  Duke asked as he and Lara crouched in darkness, looking out across the wide field where the ancient pyramid stood looming above the jungle.  A full moon shone down from the starlit sky over the structure, casting the entire field in a gentle blue glow.

“Nothing.”  Lara shook her head, sweeping her pistols back and forth as she scanned the area.  She suddenly frowned, glancing back at Duke.  “Can you even see anything with those shades on, Duke?  It’s the middle of the night.”

“I’m good.”  Duke assured her.  “Damn it!  I don’t like this.  What are those alien bastards waiting for?”

“They want us alive, that much is clear.”  Lara agreed.  “But why?”

“One thing at a time,” Duke took a breath.  “So do we just climb up to the top and take the weapon or what?”

“I don’t know.”  Lara sighed.  “I can’t see any entrance from here.  Our best chance is to make our way to the top of the pyramid and the very first altar.  The weapon might be there.”

“Good memories up there.”  Duke grinned.

“Really?  It rings a bell, but I can’t remember.”  Lara winked playfully before her face set in grim determination.  “Shall we?”

“Follow me.”  Duke nodded, hefting his shotgun and bursting out from cover into the field.  He swung his weapon from right to left, looking for targets but seeing nothing in the moonlit field.  He started up the vast stairs leading up the side of the pyramid, and he knew Lara was right on his heels.  They made good time, reaching the flat summit breathing heavily.  “Damn, this thing is a long way up here!”

“Let me see…”  Lara let Duke take guard with his shotgun, holstered her pistols and began studying the altar, now flush with the surface of the pyramid.  She slammed her fist against the stone in frustration.  “There’s no sign of an opening or entrance of any kind.  Blast!”

“Well, crap.”  Duke muttered.  “What do we do?”

“The bloody hell should I know?”  Lara snapped.  “We activated all the altars shown on these carvings.  It should be done.  This altar has to be… wait!  Of course!  We’ve activated all the altars, and according to the etchings here, they are all interconnected somehow.”

“So?”  Duke asked, frowning in confusion.

“We activated this central one first, but it only revealed the location of the other four.  Now that the rest are activated, this one should now be ready for use.”  Lara explained.

“You just making this up?”  Duke squinted behind his shades.

“No!  Well… yes, but it fits everything that has happened.”  Lara raised her eyebrows.  “So unless you have a better explanation?  Shall we?”

“Ok, ok.”  Duke nodded.  “You get ready first and I’ll keep you covered.”

Lara peeled off her top and slipped out of her shorts, stripping completely nude.  She then took her gun belt and secured it around her waist and fastened the straps around her thighs. 

“There’s a storm coming.”  Duke said, looking out across the moonlit treetops far below.  The stars on the horizon were being eclipsed by dark clouds, the occasional flashing of lightning illuminating the approaching storm front. 

“Which direction?”  Lara asked, double checking her ammo.

“From the west.”  Duke said, then looked to the left and right.  “Hold on a sec… the west… south… north, hell it’s even coming in from the east!  Freaky.  Never seen a storm act like this before.”

“Hopefully we’ll be done before it arrives.”  Lara said as she drew her pistols out and turned to Duke.  “Your turn.”

“Wow.”  Duke whistled as he gazed at Lara in just her gun belt, holding her pistols at the ready.  “That is a good look for you, baby.”

He pulled off his shirt and jeans and tossed them along with his boots with Lara’s clothes next to the sunken altar.  He picked up the shotgun again and gestured to the altar.  “So, what’s the position?”

“There’s nothing here to describe a specific position.”  Lara shook her head, holstering her pistols.  “I suppose we are allowed to improvise.”

“Sounds good.”  Duke grinned.  “You wanna flip for who gets to be on top?”

Without warning, Lara grabbed Duke’s shotgun and twisted, shoving her hip against him and pulling him off balance and flipping him off his feet to land on his back on the unyielding stone.

“Sure.”  Lara gave Duke a wink, looking down at him over the enormous swell of her breasts.  “Looks like I win.”

“Works for me.”  Duke grunted, ignoring the ache in his backside.

Lara dropped onto her knees, straddling Duke’s waist.  She reached down and ran her hand over his member, caressing him gently.  Duke set his shotgun down and reached up to cup Lara’s beautiful breasts with his rough, strong hands, kneading her bosom as she massaged his manhood.  In moments Duke was fully erect and Lara wasted no time raising herself over the solid pillar of flesh and slowly descending on him.  Just as the head of his cock parted her nether lips, a low rumbling began to emanate from the stone beneath them.

“That was quick…uuungh…”  Duke moaned as Lara continued lowering herself onto him, her hot, tight flesh wrapping around him.

“Let’s not…mmm… jump to conclusions.”  Lara said, her attention split between the mysterious rumbling and the wonderful sensation of Duke’s massive cock filling her, inch after inch.  “Wait for it.”

And just as Lara’s toned butt came to a rest on Duke’s hips, with his cock buried to the hilt inside her, the entire pyramid seemed to quake beneath them in answer.

“Well that was weird.”  Duke frowned.

“If my suspicions are correct,” Lara said, running her hands over Duke’s broad chest.  “It’s going to get a lot weirder.”

With a ripple of perfectly toned muscle, Lara’s thighs lifted her up until just the head of Duke’s cock remained inside her.  Then, with bated breath, Lara let herself drop back down.  The pyramid quaked beneath them, punctuating the stroke of Lara’s hips with a deep, resonate groan.

“No way!”  Duke exclaimed, his eyes wide behind his shades.  “Do that again!”

Lara lifted herself up again, pausing for a moment before dropping down again.  Another violent tremor shook the entire pyramid.

“Goodness, Mr. Nukem.” Lara said in a low, sultry voice.  “Did the earth move for you too?”

“Oh this is so cool.”  Duke hooted, slapping Lara’s butt playfully.

 

* * *

 

The moment the two wretched humans had begun mating on top of the target structure, the alien scout hissed into his communicator.

“Now!  All forces attack!”

He grabbed his weapon as the others began rushing forward into the field toward the pyramid.  Finally, after all his efforts, all the hours spent watching the two ugly humans mating again and again, he would see their worthless lives brought to an end, but not before they witnessed the end of their entire civilization.  With a smile full of jagged teeth, the alien scout watched as the warriors charged.

“At last.”

* * *

“Mmm….oh, that’s nice!”  Lara moaned, working her lithe body in smooth motions.  Each stroke of her hips was accompanied by a tremor through the stone beneath them.  The deep rumbling grew louder, as though some great force were at work deep below them.  She ran her hands over Duke’s muscular chest, feeling his vast pectorals hard and chiseled beneath her fingers.

The clouds converged overhead, and lightning split the sky accompanied by deafening thunder.  A torrential downpour came out of nowhere, and rain lashed against Lara’s bare breasts, jiggling wildly with each stroke of her hips.

“Yeah, that’s right, baby.”  Duke nodded, reaching up and massaging Lara’s breasts as the rain soaked both lovers to the bone.  He squeezed and caressed the warm, soft flesh, tweaking her aroused nipples between his rough fingers and thumbs.  “Ride it, girl!  Uh-huh!  Yeah, ride it!”

Lara arched her back, bouncing up and down on Duke’s hard shaft, when she caught a hint of movement out of the corner of her eye.  She swiveled her head to the side and gasped in shock as she saw an army of the lizard-like aliens bounding out of the jungle far below, heading for the pyramid, illuminated by staccato lightning flashes.  “Duke!”

“Oh yeah, that’s the ticket!”  He nodded, feeling Lara’s vessel tighten around him even more.

“No!  Duke, the aliens!”  Lara pointed and Duke sat up, following her line of sight down to small reptilian figures rushing across the clearing toward them.

“Aw, shit!”  Duke hissed, grabbing up his shotgun.  He was angry as hell and these alien scumbags were going to pay for interrupting.  But Lara did not stop moving on him; rather she increased the tempo of her hips, grinding hard.  “Oh come on, Lara!  Nnngh!  Never thought I’d say this but we gotta stop screwing!”

“No we don’t.  We can’t!”  Lara shook her head adamantly, drawing her pistols even as she continued riding him.  “If we stop, or fail to activate this altar…”

Duke vividly recalled the cataclysm at the volcano altar.  “Yeah,” he nodded.  “Ok, I get it.  Let’s do it.”

“I’ll take the first wave.”  Lara took a deep breath.

He lay back again, checking his ammo while Lara’s nubile body pumped his raging erection.  The aliens had reached the pyramid and were ascending the long stairs on all four sides.  Bringing her arms up, spread to either side, Lara opened up on them as they came in range.  The dual 9 mm pistols flashed brilliantly in the night, their muzzle flashes echoing the lightning streaking across the boiling clouds overhead.  Duke had to admit she was a crack shot, as every pull of the trigger was accompanied by an alien tumbling back down the pyramid’s stairs.  The pistols kicked in her hands, and he saw her full, gorgeous breasts bounce with the recoil of each shot.  He looked up at her, watching as she swung her head back and forth, her sodden ponytail whipping around, her voluptuous naked body glistening with rain all as she rode him with unmatched passion while the sky burned with fork lightning above her.

“Reload!” she cried out over the crack of thunder.

Duke was already pulling two more magazines from Lara’s bag.  Lara ejected the spent magazines and Duke pushed the replacements up into her pistols.  Without missing a beat, Lara resumed fire, dropping more of the alien attackers as they rushed up the pyramid toward them.

“I’m not gonna let you do all the work!”  Duke growled, sitting back up and wrapping his arms around either side of Lara’s naked torso.  Lara gasped as she felt the cold metal of Duke’s shotgun as it brushed her back.  “It’s ass kicking time, baby!”

A reckless grin spread across Lara’s face as she and Duke opened fire together, his shotgun roaring behind her back while her two pistols swept the sides.  She rolled her hips, churning Duke’s cock deep inside her, and her full breasts pressed fast against his broad chest.  The aliens continued to come, their numbers seemingly endless in the flashes of lightning.  The rain intensified by the minute, making it impossible to see how many more of the creatures were scaling the pyramid.

“I’m out!”  Lara shouted to be heard of the thunder of both lightning and Duke’s shotgun blasts.

Duke lunged forward, pushing Lara down onto her back with him kneeling between her silky thighs.  She wrapped her long, toned legs around his hips as he thrust hard into her, blasting away any alien foolish enough to get in range.  With each shot he simultaneously worked the pump of the weapon and thrust his hard shaft into Lara’s moist, hot canal.  Lara moaned with ecstasy, as each thunderous blast from Duke’s shotgun was followed by another forceful thrust of his throbbing cock deep inside her. 

“Ungh!”  Pleasure coursed up through her body a moment before another deafening salvo from Duke’s shotgun thundered above her, followed by another stroke of his thick shaft.  His abs undulated, every muscle chiseled to perfection as he pumped his shaft into her dripping wet slit.  She forced herself to focus, reloading her pistols just as Duke fired the last of his loaded shells.

“My turn.”  Lara set her jaw and rolled Duke under her onto his back.  She twisted her body on his cock, drawing a pleasured grunt from him as she spun half-way around.  She brought her pistols up and started another barrage while her thighs flexed, keeping her shapely butt bouncing up and down on Duke’s loins, the deep reverberations from the pyramid growing with intensity.

Reloading as fast as he could, Duke watched Lara’s taut buttocks quivering as she impacted against his hips, their skin slapping loudly while her warm, tight flesh pumped his manhood relentlessly.  Flashes of lightning illuminated the rain pelting her naked body, toned muscles working as she rode Duke and fired away at the charging aliens from all sides.  She emptied her magazines just as Duke topped off his shotgun.  Giving her lovely butt a slap to signal his readiness, Duke sat up and pushed Lara forward onto her hands and knees.  Duke moved with her, keeping himself inside her and started pounding her from behind, pivoting on his knees while dispensing a hail of buckshot at the vicious reptile bipeds closing in around them.

The aliens began stumbling over their fallen comrades as all four sides of the pyramid became cluttered with their slimy corpses, and the torrential downpour only made the steps even more slick and treacherous.  But their numbers seemed endless, and each alien that Lara and Duke killed fell a few feet closer.  It would be only a matter of time before the two humans were overrun.

Duke knew it, too.  He reached down and grabbed Lara’s knee, twisting her around to face him and pulling her up onto his lap as he rested on his knees and shins.  They locked gazes, rain pouring down their naked bodies; Lara’s grand breasts pressed against Duke’s hard pecs while his cock pulsated, hot and hard inside her.  They didn’t say anything, and they didn’t need to.  This was it.  All or nothing.

With a deep breath, Lara let her empty pistols fall from her hands, wrapping her arms around Duke’s gigantic upper body.  His shotgun clattering to the stone beneath them, Duke rose to his feet, Lara’s arms and legs wrapped tight around him.  His hands grabbed her firm, smooth butt.  His entire body bulging with muscles, Duke went all out.  His quads flexed with power as he forced his hips forward and his arms rippled with strength, pulling Lara into his thrusts.  But Lara Croft had no intention of being a passenger on this ride; she writhed against him, churning on Duke’s cock as it drove to the hilt inside her tight, hot vessel.  She flung her head back, letting the rain lash against her face, and arched her back, her breasts heaving in front of Duke’s face.  He covered a nipple with his lips, licking the aroused peak while he worked Lara on his cock with overwhelming brute strength.

“Aaaah!  Yes!”  Lara gasped, her fingers digging into Duke’s short blond hair.  She pressed her lips against the top of his head as he sucked and nipped her full breasts, his warm tongue lapping at her nipple.  She pitched her hips in time with his thrusts, and his cock rubbed up against her inner flesh, pleasure arcing up through her core as searing as the lightning tearing the sky above them.  The pyramid beneath them shook, echoing their passionate undulations.

“Mmmmm!”  Duke groaned into Lara’s breasts, every muscle in his body tensed in effort as he pounded up into her voluptuous naked body.  His fingers dug into her firm glutes, pulling her into each savage thrust, impaling her on his hard cock as rain poured down on them.  He finally released Lara’s breast from his lips and looked into her eyes.  She gazed back at him, seeing only her own reflection in his shades, but she knew everything she needed to know.  Duke felt the hair on the back of his neck stand up as the very air seemed to sizzle with energy.  Their lips met in a fierce kiss, and their loins slapped together in three more decisive, brutal strokes.

The aliens were just feet away, their razor sharp claws reaching for the two lovers.

They came together, clinging to each other as their bodies shook with orgasm.  Their perfectly toned muscles began to flex uncontrollably, their voices crying out together.  Duke’s cock erupted deep inside Lara’s, and she squeezed down on him, pumping his thick manhood with her hot, wet sheath for every drop.  Lightning lit up the entire sky like a supernova, painfully bright for the two humans even behind shades and tightly shut eyelids.  The stone beneath them shifted violently, but they were far too consumed with the power of their climax to do anything.  They held tight to one another, bodies convulsing in vicious spasms of orgasm.  A thunderclap shock their very bones as forks of lightning danced all around them.

Duke lost his footing, and he fell back onto his butt on the wet stone of the altar with Lara on top of him, still mounted on his erect shaft.  They gasped for breath, looking around in confusion.

“The hell happened?”  Duke managed to ask between ragged breaths.  He blinked behind his shades, seeing piles of smoking alien corpses around them.  Not a single one of the bipedal reptiles moved.

“That’s… impossible.”  Lara shook her head in disbelief, gasping down air.  “They couldn’t have all been struck by lightning!  The odds against that are ridiculous!”

“Let’s buy a lotto ticket when we get back.  Do you see the weapon?”  Duke sat up, his head swiveling.

“I have a thought, but you won’t like it.”  Lara raised an eyebrow.  “I think that WAS the weapon.”

* * *

“NO!”  The alien scout gurgled in anguish, seeing his fellow warriors cooked alive by the freakish lightning storm.  This wasn’t the plan.  Where was the weapon?  The two humans were empty handed.  They had activated the last altar, and the warriors were supposed to seize the weapon and kill the humans.  But there was no weapon to be seen, just the two naked humans sitting in the middle of a storm.  Rage overwhelmed the alien; all that was left was vengeance.  The scout grabbed the communicator and snarled, “Bring in the ship!”

* * *

“What weapon?”  Duke asked, Lara still in his lap.

“How should I know what it is exactly?”  Lara shot back.  “Don’t you have some idea?  You were the one looking for an ancient super weapon, after all.”

“All I know was there was SOMETHING to do with this pyramid to stop aliens.  The details were a little skimpy.”  Duke shrugged.  “I figured it was gonna be some sweet-ass laser gun or something.  Not a freaking storm.”

“The storm.”  Lara mused, absently caressing Duke’s broad shoulders as she let her mind work on the mystery.  She still straddled Duke’s hips, more or less sitting in his lap with his manhood still inside her, slowly beginning to soften in the aftermath of their climax.  The rain continued to fall heavily, but the lightning had virtually stopped.  “That’s it!”  Lara said suddenly.  “The storm began forming after we reached the altar, and it converged over us as we began copulating.  The closer we came to orgasm, the more intense it became.  And when we climaxed, the weapon was revealed.”

“Baby, there ain’t a weapon here I can see.”  Duke sighed, patting Lara’s smooth butt with his large hand.  “Where is it?”

“It’s the entire system of pyramids.”  She smiled.  “It’s all some complex mechanism of mystical energy, and we’ve been activating it one piece at a time.  And we just fired it together.”

“Huh.  I always enjoy shooting guns, but this one…” Duke gave Lara butt a playful spank.  “… has to be the best I’ve ever had.”

“You’re such a sweet-talker.”  Lara slapped him firmly across the jaw, grinning at him all the same. 

With a bone-rattling roar, an enormous wedge shaped craft dropped down through the storm overhead, bristling with weapons.  It had to be at least a half-mile long, and it was bearing right down on them.  Duke grabbed his shotgun and reloaded.  Lara scooped up her twin pistols, realizing with a sickening lurch in her stomach that she was completely out of ammunition.

“It’s no use, human trash!”  A harsh voice hissed at them from a few yards away.  The alien scout snarled wickedly as a beam of light from the ship above fell over him, lifting him up from the pyramid in some sort of anti-gravity beam.  He laughed maniacally.  “Enjoy your last moments alive!  Be gone, you hideous monsters!”  The alien screeched into its communicator.  “Fire at will!’

“Up yours, lizard-dick!”  Duke gritted his teeth and pumped his shotgun, wishing the alien was in range.

“No!”  Lara shook her head, watching as every massive weapon covering the ship swiveled toward them.  She felt helpless, and that made her furious.

Duke suddenly felt every hair on his body tingle exactly as it had just before the lightning storm had decimated the alien army.  He dropped his shotgun and looked at Lara.  Her face was a portrait of rage, and her pony tail had come undone.  Now her long, flowing brown hair was wafting up in the air.  Little arcs of electricity sparked in the silky strands of her hair.  Lara seemed completely unaware, she was so consumed by her fury.  She brought her empty pistols up and pulled the triggers in a futile gesture of defiance.  At that exact moment, dozens of lightning bolts lanced from the clouds above the ship, striking the alien vessel with unimaginable power.  The glowing anti-gravity beam cut out, releasing the alien scout who fell back to the pyramid, landing hard on the unyielding stone.  Lightning continued strafing the alien warship, burning into the hull and sending the massive ship careening away from the pyramid, gouts of flame erupting from its gutted superstructure.

“Babe, you gott’em!”  Duke shouted over the deafening thunderclaps.

Lara seemed to snap out of her rage as she realized what was happening, and the lightning stopped immediately.  She lowered her pistols and watched with Duke as the ship veered out over the treetops; its incredible size giving the motion a very leisurely appearance.  Finally, the vessel crashed into the jungle several miles away, exploding on impact.  The torrential downpour was already putting out the fire when she looked back to Duke.  “Did… did I do that?”

“Sure as hell looked like you did.”  He nodded, scooping her up in his arms as he stood.  He set Lara down on feet, putting his arm around her shoulder as they watched the last flames extinguished under the heavy rain.

“I don’t understand.”  Lara shook her head.  “How?  We did not climax together again; how did the weapon know to fire?”

“Who cares?  We kicked alien ass.  You can figure that out later.”  Duke shrugged.

“You’re right.”  Lara smiled, taking a deep breath.  “I think we both deserve…”

“CURSE YOU!!!”  The alien scout sprang up on one good leg, drawing his weapon.  His reptilian eyes were filled with utter contempt as he limped toward them.

“Shut up.”  Duke casually raised his shotgun and blasted the alien square in the face, exploding its skull in a spray of scaly flesh and gore.  The headless creature tumbled backward across the stone summit to join the piles of fellow alien corpses still sizzling in the rain.  Duke turned back to Lara.  “You were saying, babe?”

“I was going to say:  Congratulations, Mr. Nukem.  We just saved the world.  What do we do now?”  Lara faced him, pressing her naked body up against his as the rain continued to fall.

“What else?”  Duke cupped the side of her face in his huge palm.  “Let’s go to Disney World.”

“I trust that’s euphemism?”  A coy smile spread across her lips.

“Damn straight it is.”  Duke grinned, his shades speckled with raindrops.  “Let’s get outta this damn jungle.”