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The Raider gets Raided	By : Fox_JJ Category: +S through Z > Tomb Raider (all) > Tomb Raider (all) Views: 15933 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Lara Croft or any part of Tomb Raider. Work of Fiction, Non-Profit, Any resemblance to actual characters or places, living or dead is purely coincidental, Author has exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohi

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The sun broke through the clouds on a cool, October morning. Shining it's distant light through a large panel window onto the oak floors of a lavish, expansive bedroom. The floor was well oiled and laminated bringing a sheen across the sun's rays. A king sized royally decorated bed sat pressed against the adjacent wall from the window where a small lump was breathing peacefully. An arm strewn over the side of the bed and the other bent, tucked under the fluffed pillow. Brunette locks tangled around the bent arm and covered the shoulder. Small dainty lips were parted and calm breath escaped between them as nostrils flared on inhalation. Dark hazel eyes were shut and lids flicked rapidly in the depths of sleep. The slender shape under the expensively woven crimson blankets gave way to a slim leg jutting out to match the arm dangling over the edge. Toes curling and relaxing in fits of dream exploration. Next to the bed was a nightstand with a few bits of jewelry. Nothing faux of course, only the finest. Crumpled pieces of paper also had a place there, written down thoughts and geographical positions scratched out and updated. A single sliver framed photograph was also there. In the photo a very robust and well dignified gentleman stood on the left, a beautiful and courageous, lioness of a woman stood to his right, shorter than him, just to his shoulder. They each had a hand placed on the shoulders of a small girl. Eyes of her mother with the stare of her father. A small curved smile was worn on her face while her parents did not. Showing her own personality her smile gave off a sense of brilliance and an exposition of adventure. There was something truly wonderful in those eyes. A gleam of passion and love.

Following around the room there would be a corner that degreed right. From there would be a door, heavy oak just like the flooring with ornate carvings etched into the piece. A golden curved handle, snaked parallel to the floor; meant to be pushed not turned. Continuing along the wall a television took space in the next corner. A large plasma flat screen perched at an angle, held fast by the bindings bore into the thick cream colored walls. Continuing still one would find another door, this leading to the master bath. Inside a graphite granite tiled dream awaited. Both a shower and a bath took residence on the right facing wall. The shower doors clear class with metal handles for sliding them open and shut. Bottles of brand name soaps held in plastic bins designed to make sure nothing fell while in the cleaning process. The shower head was a large circle with many settings to change the intensity of the jet or change the number of streams it produced. Attached to a metal chord that ran into the wall it could be detached to clean the back and harder to reach places of the body. The bath was large, able to fit close to four bodies at once. An extravagant granite bath, it was both a jacuzzi and a bath. Circular holes acted as jets that would blast away sore muscles and ease aching backs. They could also serve another purpose if the body was angled correctly. The faucet was just as ornate as everything else. The twisting knobs hard crystal glass with the letters H and C written in cursive. Another television would hang on the left facing wall, once again perched on a holder bore into the granite tile. A toilet that was electronic sat beneath and to the left, near the sink. The sink stretched feet across the wall facing the doorway, one large mirror to view oneself. It was also evident that perhaps the sink was stretched long with an equally long mirror because it was made for two, not one. Vials of makeup and cases of powder, shadow, blush, liner, etc where strewn about the face of the matching graphite sink top. The faucet same as the bath it all came together neatly with a towl rack near a small window that finished the space on the right hand wall.

From the right of the bathroom was the closet. It expanded deep into the wall with clothes for every occasion hung neatly. Wrinkle free and placed in order of daily, nightly, private affairs and dinner dates. The most expensive dresses one could buy and the most in style of fashions. Shoe boxes lined the wall both on the floor and rising to the ceiling. Each branded with the name of the shoe and what to wear them for this person lived a thought out but very hoarded life. Maps, drawings, scribbles on parchment and all things knick knack took the place on the parallel wall of the L shaped walk-in closet. In no particular order it was clearly out of place in terms of how the rest of the closet was presented. Ropes and climbing gear thrown about and relics from far off lands and tucked away places shoved in boxes or left laying on the floor. That was all there was to see for the room. It was incredibly bare save the articles of clothing that lay at the right hand side of the bed, which faced the door in and out of the master bedroom. A pair of name brand jeans that showed signs of fading due to many washes, a navy tank top with spaghetti straps. Matching black bra and panty rested on top of the jeans with white ankle socks close behind them.

The arm and leg that dangled faced the window and the sun slowly inched closer to the hair covered skull. Once the rays found it's mark the small head dipped beneath the blankets and a soft groan emitted from the sheets. The blankets were thrown off by a single outstretching arm, the one that was bent under the pillow, and a naked womanly body rose and sat facing the window. It was then that the window was not just that, but a panel window door. A partner along with it they opened to a walk out balcony that viewed a concrete walled in lawn that stretched for a an acre or two. This was just one side of the estate of course the true square footage of the property stretched for acres and acres of claimed land.

From an aerial view, the estate was large, and could be seen from miles away. Multiple floors were evident from the windows on the front face, however the structure hid the secret levels of the dwelling that could not be known simply by a short tour of the home. There were many objects and doors hidden in plain sight that when manipulated would give said person access to rooms better left hidden. An armory, a hidden gymnastic styled training ground that housed varying levels of free running and climbing apparatuses. A master control area with multiple computer monitors and networking systems linked together. Showing different locations around the globe and also tracking all news programs and government activity. Every television or monitor throughout the estate could be accessed here and used via the master console. A garage was hidden on the left portion of the estate. An underground car enthusiasts dream. Sports cars, muscle cars, motorcycles and vintage classics. Luxury vehicles for those. special, occasions. The right portion was dedicated to a virtual safe house. Stockades of supplies and survival equipment. With how much was there one person could survive for months if not years based upon the level of preparedness. Yes the estate was quite illustrious indeed and for good reason.

The nude young woman stretched her still sleepy body and stood. Every curvature and aspect of her body was detailed and fine tuned to a T. Her ample toned petite thighs had well defined calves to complement. Going upward a equally petite rear jutted from her backside but not too much, just enough to show her as a mature but growing woman. Her rear was not plump or plush. It did not jiggle with each step or leap. Nor was it so rotund in it's shape that it exposed itself when wearing skirts or similarly short cut clothing. It was tone and strong. Just like the lower half of her. While acrobatic and nimble she held every bit of sought after womanly appearance. Her stomach was flat and when flexed would show the rivets of tight abdominal muscles. When not strained it was smooth and was accented by a well defined V shape of her obliques. Nothing too muscular, just enough to show that her core was tight. Her breasts were nothing large as well. C-cup bosoms that perked with youthful elasticity. Areolas circled in a light fleshy pink with her small nipples the same, the buds rising to greet the cool air that kissed her body no longer being sheltered in the warmth of the blankets. The woman rubbed her eyelids and stood, sauntering over with a gentle sway of her hips to her bathroom. She twist the knob to hot in her shower and stepped in, steam slowly bellowing out from under her and rose to cloud the room in a mist. She washed, lathering her cream smooth body for a soapy sheen that accentuated her physique. She gently ran her hands over her relaxed pert breasts and down her just as defined back, her shoulder blades jutting out along with her toned muscles flexing while she places her tender hands on her equally so rear cheeks. Small circles were made to coat them in swirls of suds before sliding her hands forward and downward. One hand cupped her womanhood gently, swaying it back and forth along the sealed lips that kissed one another at every moment of her life. Only parting when a finger broke their connection, gently curling against the warm pink flesh kept safe by the lips kiss. Her other palm gently rest on the wall to her front while the one between her thighs was making slow clockwise circles. Her upper lips parted with a sigh as her middle finger was pressing down on the tiny swollen bud that was her clitoris.

She spread her legs further open to allow better room to create her circles. Thigh muscles tensed and relaxed while small cleanly maintained toes flexed and curled. Her hand swirled around faster, which allowed her middle finger to apply more pressure to her clit. Hot water streaked down her stomach and it was a welcome sensation to her womanhood. White pearl teeth gently clenched a corner of her bottom lip. In that moment as well her middle finger had been pushed lower and was now curled inside of her. The penetration sent a shiver up her spinal column which resonated through her body. Water was flicked from her hand as she pushed her middle finger in and retracted it at a moderate pace. Her head tossed to the left and then to right, stomach erratically pulsing with labored breathes. Her rear flexed and relaxed the longer she continued to pump her middle finger diligently into her womanhood. Her inside walls clenched her finger and pulled it deeper in. With a wiggle she let out a gasp that echoed through the bathroom. She pressed her back to the shower wall behind her and flicked her head to the right her sight focused on the fogged reflection of herself. She watched as her finger was swallowed then brought back out over and over. Another moan escaped while she slid it out, returning to her circles on her clit. She slid her body over to the wall parallel to the shower glass door to get a full view of what she was doing to herself. She could vaguely make out the crease of her womanhood while her finger had returned back into the warmth of her inner sanctum.

Her hand switched gears and now pumped back and forth in a diligent rapid motion, causing droplets of water mixed with her leaking joy to fling about onto the moist ground. Upon increasing speed she let out another squeal of enjoyment. Her free hand gripped her matted wet hair and tugged, knuckles pressed hard against the flesh of her hand. She spread herself open, after she rubbed the fog away from the glass and looked at her womanhood. Her small folds begged to be together again and fought against the strain of being pried apart. She let go with a sigh and wrapped her left arm behind her, a hand coming between her legs and a finger pointing up and into her. Her right hand pressed hard to her clit, she licked her lips and pleasured herself with both hands. Her knees bent and threatened to give way at any second but she remained standing. Another loud moan that was longer than the rest left her throat. She was now in a fit. Both hands moved with haste against the moist flesh of her womanhood. She slammed her back against the wall and arched back before her whole body shook erratically. Moans escaped her all the while and her hands twitched along with her legs. One last sigh of delight came from her and she smiled with the trows of ecstasy washing over her. Her body gave a few more hard convulses while she lathered and rinsed her long matted hair before she was able to move without her body reacting.

With a twist of the knob once more she was out and drying with a towel from the aforementioned rack. Once she was was dry for the most part she cleared away the small layer of mist that had collected on the mirror and she met her own gaze. She wrung out her hair and flipped her head side to side, letting the curled strands to fall against her shoulders and upper back. The young woman smiled at her reflection, eyeing the noticeable red flush of her cheeks. She shook her head and chuckled.

"Good morning to you too, Lara," She said quietly in a well mannered and lavish European accent.

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(Hey! Authors note. I just want to say that I love the Tomb Raider games and of course Lara Croft! By far one my top favorite characters of all time. That being said I am attempting to better my vocabulary and writing so my other works on here can grow and be a better read if you follow me. This will be a long running story and at parts it will be quite the long read as well so stick to it and I promise at the end of most chapters there will be some good things waiting for you. If you like it of course feel free to tell me so or let me know how I can improve on my writing. I took a long time off so I'm eager to get back in the swing of things. Also tell me if you have any ideas on the situations to put Lara in! She's a versatile girl so don't be afraid to voice your opinions ;) I'm new on the site and so far the works I've done have been viewed quite a bit. I'm always looking for feedback to help my writing and for ideas of what to write. I've played many games and watched quite a few animes and films so if you want to see a certain character explored or set of characters just let me know! I like a challenge and it will only make me better! :) Alright that's enough talking from me I hope you liked this short first chapter and while it didn't really give much about Lara herself it shows already that she enjoys her mornings quite a bit hehe. I have some cool ideas in store so stick around!
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