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Tension	By : fayzalmoonbeam Category: S through Z > Tomb Raider Views: 3553 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Summary and disclaimer: This is the one that got my wrists slapped by fanfiction.net! I was quite surprised, considering what I've read on that site over the years! I don�t own anything to do with Tomb Raider. If I did, I�d have Hillary chained up in my bedroom! Also, I borrowed Nirvanah Crane�s name for Hillary from a story she wrote and posted on the Aigburth Arms website. I haven�t asked permission and I hope that she doesn�t mind!! Also, I couldn�t think of a title for this that didn�t sound really corny-any suggestions gratefully welcomed! Oh, one other thing-this is a bit like a �missing scene� from TR2 �Cradle of Life�-it�s my take on the perfectly obvious sexual tension between Hillary and Lara during the stick fighting scene. What can I say, I�m a mucky-minded romantic!!

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The adrenaline was high. Lara knew she could take him, knew she could do him some serious damage with a well placed fighting stick. She twisted, turned; a blow hit home. He retaliated quickly, and in a fraction of a moment where she let her guard down, she felt a blow to her back. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Hillary make a �chalk one up� sign and her determination flared once more. Attacking with a well trained aggression, she beat him back to the office space where Bryce was examining her digital camera.
James E Hillary collapsed back onto the chaise lounge, beads of perspiration forming on his brow. He glanced up at the woman he had, up until three seconds ago, been fighting. She shot him a look whose meaning was all too clear; get rid of Bryce. That was easily done. On some pretext of using the computer in the cellar to check reference to Greek orbs, Hillary dispatched the highly talented techno geek and they were alone.
Wary of any other prying eyes, Lara turned to her butler. �Hilly,� she breathed. �I need your help to choose a dress.� This was their code; Lara never wore a dress unless it was absolutely necessary. It had become a key signal between the two of them.
�Very well, my lady,� Hillary replied, tone carefully neutral. In five minutes he would meet her in her bedroom.
Lara left the room and headed upstairs. She was exhilarated, not only by the excitement of the stick fight, but also by the prospect of what was to happen next. Opening the door to her private chambers, she wasted no time in stripping off her sweat stained clothing and running for the shower. She knew that in four minutes and thirty seconds, she would no longer be alone.
Sure enough, after a few minutes under the shower, she heard the door to the bathroom open. She closed her eyes in anticipation, savouring the hot spray as it ran down her body. Without turning around, she knew he was getting closer to her. Drawing a deep breath, she felt his warm naked body leaning into hers under the jet of the shower, and pressed back against him. His frame was hard and muscular, a fact that his uniform hid all too well, and years of being Lara�s sparring partner had given him a strength that she knew was equal to her own in some areas.
�Lara,� she heard him whisper huskily. �Have you any idea how amazing you are?�
In reply, she turned to face him and tilted her head upwards. She brushed his lips with her own and murmured �You�re pretty amazing yourself sometimes, Hilly.� They kissed with unrestrained passion, now that they were truly alone. Croft Manor was never really free from other people, but they knew that in Lara�s bathroom they were safe from interruption. Lara ran a hand through Hillary�s usually neatly combed hair and felt her nipples harden in response to his closeness. She could tell from the feel of his body against hers just how aroused he was by her presence, and this knowledge turned her on even more.
�So I�m only amazing sometimes am I?� Hillary replied between hungry kisses. �We�ll see about that!� Wasting no more time, Hillary scooped Lara up into his arms and carried her back through to the bedroom. Both wet and naked, they collapsed onto her generous king sized bed and threw the bedclothes over themselves. Lara�s beautiful raven hair spilled enticingly over the white cotton pillows as Hillary rose above her, giving himself a look at her awesome beauty.
Lara shivered, not from cold but with anticipation. She traced the outline of Hillary�s jaw with a long finger and then once more brought her lips to his. Teasingly, her tongue explored his mouth, and just as tantalisingly she felt his hands begin to caress her; her full, rounded breasts, her slender waist and lower�lower�until he reached the centre of her pleasure. His mastery of her body at times surprised her, but every time he touched her she knew that no other man could touch her the way he could.
Just as she began to feel the sweet tingle of approaching climax, Lara wriggled out from under Hillary. In a skilful, fluid moment, she twisted around so that she was now astride him. She could feel his powerful thighs underneath her as she straddled his hips, and slowly, teasingly, lowered herself onto his waiting shaft. With a rhythm borne of two years of practise, she began to move. A moan escaped her lips as she began to lose herself in the movement, and again she pulled back just in time to stop herself from going over the edge of her own pleasure.
Beneath her, Lara saw Hillary�s enraptured expression as he responded to her rhythm. His eyes were closed and his hands supported her as she moved. Their grace in lovemaking was as assured and confident as their agility in combat, and they had assumed the role of lovers just as easily. �Hilly,� she whispered hoarsely, over and over, her voice low and throaty.
It did not take long for the climax they both so desperately anticipated to come. Lara moaned and gave in to the delicious sensation that coursed through her, and that was enough to send Hillary over the edge. With another display of strength and dominance, Hillary pulled Lara to him and came, an ecstatic groan escaping from his lips as he reached his peak. Perspiring once more, and exhausted, they collapsed together, still joined.
When they had regained their breath a little, Lara spoke quietly.

�Do you think it�s time to tell Bryce about us?� She murmured into her butler�s ear.
Hillary opened one eye and smiled groggily. He brushed a stray strand of ebony hair from Lara�s eyes. �And how do you propose we do that?� He murmured. �I�m not sure that �plaything of Lady Croft� is quite in my job description, and that�s probably the way he, and everyone else for that matter, would see it!� He was teasing her, she could tell, but he had a point.
�Hilly, you are, and you will always be, so much more to me than that,� Lara said, quite serious now. �If I�m being honest, I�ve loved you right from the first time we kissed.�
Hillary grinned. �So long ago, and how different you were then! I remember it as if it was yesterday.�
Lara blushed, a rarity for her. She thought back to the day that she and Hillary kissed. It was a hazy summer evening, and her father was away on business. Had it not been for Hillary, and the ageing cook Mrs Robertson, she would have been all alone in the house. At eighteen, and newly out of school, this did not hold any threat for her, but she had been vulnerable that night, as her then boyfriend had just admitted sleeping with her (already hated) cousin Flora. In a fit of temper, Lara had thrown him, sporting a fractured jaw, out of the house and, as soon as he had left, had collapsed on the squashy sofa in the upper lounge room.
Hillary, having witnessed the scene and feeling secretly glad that that particular young man was out of Lara�s life, meant only to dispense tea and sympathy. Indeed, it would have been highly improper if he had so much as touched her. However, the sight of Lara sobbing so openly about her plight touched his heart, and, putting the tea tray down, he sat down on the sofa beside her.
�Oh Hilly,� she had whimpered. �How could he? And with bloody Flora!� Unconsciously she moved towards her butler, craving comfort.
�There, there my lady,� Hillary responded gently. �Time will tell with that one. Something tells me you�re better off without him.� He patted her shoulder.
Lara looked up, feeling stupidly grateful for the attention from the man. Without thinking, she collapsed into his arms, wrapping her arms around his torso as if she was holding on for dear life. She felt Hillary freeze momentarily, and then the rather awkward sensation of his hand patting her head consolingly.
A little later, Lara looked up into Hillary�s concerned face. Without even thinking, she tilted her chin and gave him a brief kiss on the lips.

�Thanks Hilly,� she whispered, suddenly awkward. �I know I�m not supposed to do that-but what you just did means a lot to me.� She sat up and ran a hand through her dishevelled hair. Quickly, she stood and almost ran from the room, leaving a bewildered Hillary to clear up the tea cups.
With the benefit of eight years of hindsight, Lara giggled. �To think I even let that idiot upset me! My, how things change!� She ruffled Hillary�s hair affectionately. �Of course, I had no idea back then that I�d be here with you-you must have put up with such a lot from me.�
Hillary laughed. �You had your moments, it�s true, but I never encountered such a strong willed child, and such a passionate adult.�
�You�re far too good to me,� Lara replied. �I think stubborn is a far better adjective than strong willed, even if I do say so myself!�
Hillary rested on one elbow and contemplated Lara once more. �Well,� he said seriously. �When you put it that way��
Before she could reply, he captured her mouth with a kiss. They both knew they�d been gone long enough, and Bryce and the rest of the staff at Croft Manor would be wondering where they both were. As if on cue, Lara�s mobile rang. She reluctantly broke free from Hillary�s kiss and strode naked across the room to answer it.
�Croft here. Yes, fine, yes, I�ll look into it.� Abruptly she finished the call.
Hillary raised an enquiring eyebrow as Lara wandered back and sat on the bed next to him.
�That was John in the stables,� Lara said. �He�s just had the stallion re-shod and he wants me to take the horse for a test ride.� She sighed out loud. �I guess I�d better get down there, but there are far more enjoyable ways I�d have liked to have spent the rest of this afternoon!� She smiled mischievously at Hillary. �I guess we�ll have to leave those until a later date!� She walked over to her dresser and pulled on a pair of jodhpurs and a white shirt. As she was twisting up her hair back into a pony tail, Hillary placed a warm hand on the back of her neck.
�We will come clean about us soon,� he said quietly. �I just have the feeling some people might take a bit of getting used to the idea!�
Lara smiled gently at her lover. �You�re right of course,� she replied. �Let�s not leave it too long though.�
She strolled towards her bedroom door and at the last minute turned and gave Hillary another heart-breaking smile. He paused from dressing to return the look.
�I love you, James Hillary,� Lara said softly as she opened the door. The answering look in Hillary�s eyes was all she needed to know.
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