LARA CROFT / RESIDENT EVIL

Nest of Evil

Part Two

by PJ

 

Lara felt a gentle tugging on her pussy, teeth delicately nibbled on her engorged labia, a tongue lapped at the warm slit of her sex, collecting the droplets of honey slipping from her aroused vagina.

Lara opened drowsy eyes, she looked down the length of her naked, scarred body, the long, deep scratches inflicted by the creature of the pit still red and throbbing. Lara sighed from a particularly intense jolt of pleasure, then concentrated on the naked girl laid out beside her long legs, head pressed between her scratched, bleeding thighs, mouth sucking wetly upon Lara's hot cunt.

"Claire, stop doing that," groaned Lara, pushing weakly on the top of Claire's head, her limbs inexplicably heavy when she tried to move away from the ravenous girl.

"I'm so hungry, Ms. Croft, your pussy tastes so good!" sighed Claire, raising her pale white face briefly, then plunging back into Lara's musky crotch, slurping and licking energetically.

Lara rolled onto her back, but Claire sat over Lara's slim legs, pinning the weakened woman to the bunk as she caressed Lara's bare torso with cold, gray hands, finally grasping and squeezing Lara's heaving, scarred breasts, twisting the stiffened nipples while she buried her mouth in Lara's wet cunt, tongue slipping deep into Lara's tender sex.

Despite herself, Lara began to enjoy the sensation of Claire eating her out. Lara's stomach clenched, her ribs visible as she softly bucked against Claire's pretty face, her cunt flowing freely, honey clinging to the slurping girl's taut cheeks. Lara clung to the disheveled sheets beneath her, arching her back, moaning sharply when Claire brought her to orgasm, lips open and trembling as the storm of ecstasy washed over her naked body.

Panting raggedly, a thin sheen of sweat covering her flushed face, Lara took a few moments to realize that Claire was now licking her open wounds, the girl's tongue crimson with blood as she lapped at a glistening wound as a cat would lick cream from a bowl.

"Claire? What are you doing? Stop that!" demanded Lara, brown eyes large with revulsion.

Claire yanked her mouth away from the dripping leg wound. She wiped her scarlet mouth with the back of one shivering hand, tears ran down her ivory cheeks.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Croft! I'm..I'm infected!" sobbed the naked girl.

"Did the hunter poison you?" frowned Lara, sitting up and covering her scratched breasts with a bedsheet.

"Y..yes," nodded Claire, avoiding Lara's concerned gaze.

"Is there an antidote?"

"I..I think so, but it's in the Umbrella lab. It's too well-guarded!" sniffled Claire, wiping at her blood-shot eyes.

"Hmph! We'll see about that, Miss Redfield!" sniffed Lara indignantly. Lara's face softened, she covered Claire's right knee with a gentle hand. "We'll get the cure for your infection."

***

Alexis Ashford watched without expression while the former head of security was ripped apart by two hungry Alphas. Alexis's pale, gray lips curled into a faint smile when the hairy brutes began feeding upon the corpse's slick entrails, blood soaking their clawed hands and bestial faces.

"I trust this is an adequate display of my displeasure. This base is supposed to be one of the most secure in my organization, yet young Miss Redfield still managed to escape after she was incarcerated here," said Alexis with a frown.

"I promise you that it won't happen again, Ma'am!" sweated the chief of operations, mopping a dripping brow with a damp handkerchief.

"Oh, I know that it will not," smiled Alexis widely, just as dark crimson splashed across the observation window, obscuring the feeding frenzy taking place in the room beyond.

***

"Are you feeling weak again, Claire?" inquired Lara as she closed her backpack and draped it across her slim shoulders.

"Yes, but I can still walk, Ms. Croft," smiled Claire wanly, her face drawn and gray, her hair dull and limp in the ponytail gathered at the back of her pale neck, her lips dry and bloodless.

Lara walked up to Claire and examined the girl's glazed eyes. Lara placed her right palm over Claire's brow.

"Your fever's dropping, I think your body is burning itself out."

"I don't have alot of time left," agreed Claire, clutching Lara's arms when a wave of dizziness came over her.

"You need to keep your strength up until we reach the Umbrella lab," said Lara briskly, slipping her arms out of Claire's weak grasp and hiking up her black halter top. "Go ahead, drink what you need."

Claire cupped Lara's melon-shaped left breast and pressed her gray lips upon the large, round nipple. Lara clenched her lips together when Claire bit down on her swollen bud, drawing a trickle of warm, sweet blood. Claire squeezed the firm tit, sucking softly, drinking the blood dribbling from the pierced, dark brown nipple. Lara placed her right hand atop Claire's head, she stroked the sucking girl's lank hair, a moan escaping from her lips, her skin flushing with sensual heat.

Too soon, Claire finished feeding upon Lara's jutting breast. The girl deliberately licked the last droplets of blood from the pierced nipple, then helped Lara tug down her snug halter top. Claire smiled up at Lara, her cheeks blushing, but her eyes were now clear and alert, she moved easily and without stiffness or pain.

"Let's go," grinned Lara, taking the ladder that led down to the waiting raft bobbing on the gentle ocean swells.

***

Alexis was still belting her violet robe shut when she entered the security station, ice blue eyes narrowing when she examined the banks of display screens linked to dozens of cameras monitoring the lab's hallways and outer perimeter.

"Intruders in grid 2-6," reported the console operator, gloved fingers typing in commands to zoom in on the faint outlines near the eastern fence.

"Claire? Why would she return?" frowned Alexis, tapping her lower lip with one tapered fingertip. She gazed at the screen, she leaned forward. "Who is the woman with her?"

"Running a facial scan and identity match," said another operator. "The database says the woman is named Lara Croft, a known archaeologist and photo journalist."

"Lara Croft," purred Alexis, smiling darkly. "Kill them both, now."

***

Lara and Claire slipped through the cut chain-link fence and raced across open ground, Lara hefting her two heavy pistols while Claire wielded a snub-muzzled Uzi. Whistles screamed from the perimeter towers, automatic fire strafed the ground around the two running young women. Lara raised her pistols and pinned the southern sentry with several rounds to the chest and neck, Claire sprayed the northern tower with Uzi fire, dropping two vested guards from their high perch.

The eastern door of the Umbrella compound burst open. Two helmeted guards came out firing, Lara and Claire knocked them both down with joined gunfire.

"Do you know where the antidote is?" demanded Lara as she raced down the long, sterile, white-walled hallway, breasts bouncing as her long legs flew across the gleaming floor.

"I have a rough idea," panted Claire, arms pumping. "The best place to search is the lower level labs."

The two perspiring young women found a solitary lift down a left-hand passage. Lara and Claire scrambled into the circular car, Claire punched the lowest button, the doors hissed shut, and the car plunged down towards the core of the compound.

***

"I can fill the car with knock-out gas right now," said the console operator, looking up at Alexis who stood near his right shoulder.

"Let them reach the chem lab. They deserve a reward before they die. I will take care of the pretty dears," grinned Alexis wolfishly, spinning on one bare heel and striding out of the security station in a swirl of violet.

***

"I think this is it, Lara!" smiled Claire, lunging out of the open lift and flicking excited eyes over the work tables and shelves of bottled chemicals.

"Can you identify the antidote?"

"It should be in this refrigerator, the cure was kept cold last time," replied Claire, rushing across the chamber to the single refrigerator unit against the far wall. The unit hissed open when Claire pulled back the reinforced door, the girl carefully examined each labeled vial and bottle, grinning widely when she spotted the antidote she needed.

"Find me an empty syringe, please," requested Claire, delicately removing a stoppered vial of the T-Virus vaccine from the cold unit.

Lara checked the work tables, finally discovering a sealed syringe in a box of stored needles. Lara brought the syringe to Claire, who ripped the syringe out of its wrapper with her teeth, then plunged the needle into the permeable stopper, filling the syringe with azure liquid.

"Can you inject me with it?" asked Claire, handing Lara the full syringe.

"Of course," nodded Lara, snatching a length of rubber tubing from a nearby table and wrapping it around Claire's upper left arm. Lara found a vein and stabbed the needle through Claire's ivory flesh, the girl gasped as Lara injected the vaccine into her poisoned bloodstream.

"Let me refill it, you should take a dose too."

Lara agreed. She offered her arm to Claire when the syringe was refilled. Claire injected Lara through a thick vein in the woman's inner left arm, Lara bit down on her lip, then sighed with relief when the injection was done.

"Good, I prefer my victims to be healthy when I kill them," whispered Alexis sharply from the open elevator doorway.

Lara spun and aimed a pistol at the pale, blonde woman's heart. Claire dropped the empty syringe and leveled her own weapon at the calm Lady Ashford.

"I suggest you step away from that elevator," warned Lara, drawing her second pistol and aiming between the blonde woman's frigid blue eyes.

"Is that any way to show gratitude, Ms. Croft? I let you shoot down my guards, invade one of my facilities, and steal valuable material from one of my laboratories, surely you can offer a simple thank you?"

"Be careful, Lara! That's Alexis Ashford, the owner of Umbrella," whispered Claire from behind Lara.

"I know her family, very old money. I believe we even went to the same preparation schools," replied Lara, eyeing Alexis warily as she made her way to the beckoning elevator.

"Indeed, I recall the Croft family as well, a pity about your dear mother and father," smirked Alexis, shifting her bare feet to block Lara's way.

"Shut up," hissed Lara, brown eyes narrowing dangerously, fingers tightening upon the triggers of her pistols.

"Are you actually going to shoot me, Lady Croft? That's not very proper, what would our teachers think?" chuckled Alexis, cocking her head to one side.

Lara grimaced and fired her weapons. Alexis was hurled back into the open car, blood splashing across the car's pristine, white walls. Lara was breathing hard when Claire peeked over her right arm. "Is..is she dead?"

Alexis's pale face rose from her bleeding chest. Bloody lips widened in a horrible smile, the slender woman rose smoothly, her blood-soaked robe opening to expose incredibly pale, ivory thighs and a puffy, alabaster cunt framed with golden curls.

"What is she?" murmured Lara before Alexis lunged from the bloody car, thin, white arms outstretched, gray lips curled in a snarl as she charged the two paralyzed young women.

Lara squeezed off one more shot before Alexis was on her, slashing across Lara's halter, freeing straining breasts from the torn black fabric. Lara fired again, the bullet ripping open the side of Alexis's ivory neck, dark crimson spraying out in a geyser from the ugly wound. Alexis clung to Lara's torso, forcing Lara off her feet to land hard upon her back, pistols flying from limp fingers. Claire kicked Alexis in the left side, shattering ribs from the sharp blow. Alexis lashed out with a clawed hand, opening Claire's left leg from thigh to knee. Claire fell onto her bottom, clutching her gushing wound, fighting to staunch the loss of blood.

Alexis straddled Lara's waist, she pinned Lara's wrists above her head, her unnatural grip tight as a vice.

"I can smell my creature upon you, dear Lara," whispered Alexis huskily, planting cold kisses over Lara's bared breasts, along her throat. "He tasted you, didn't he? Did you enjoy his slimy touch? His feeders piercing your flesh, drinking your sweet blood?"

"Get..off of me!" gasped Lara, attempting vainly to dislodge Alexis from her torso.

"He was very dear to me," murmured Alexis sadly before she slipped the tip of her cool tongue along Lara's left cheek, then across the young woman's soft, moist lips. "He was the source of the T-Virus, the very first mutagen that I enhanced and developed for bio-warfare. He wasn't necessary anymore, fortunately, but I did have a soft spot for the poor creature, trapped in that dark hole for millennia, alone accept for the times I dropped him tender gifts to consume, luscious, young creatures such as yourself."

"Get off of her!" hissed Claire, her young face pale once more from loss of blood, her grip wavering upon the Uzi she had aimed at Alexis.

"You'll hit your lovely friend, Miss Redfield," smiled Alexis cruelly. "And you'll never find out where your brother is."

Tears ran down Claire's ivory cheeks. She squeezed the trigger of the black Uzi, the weapon chattered, propelling a stream of bullets into the crouching blonde. Alexis was thrown off of Lara's prone body, she crashed into a work table, the table shattered, bottled chemicals fell upon Alexis and broke open over her. Alexis screamed when the chemicals mixed and burst into ravenous green flame, she writhed across the floor, batting at the angry flames.

Lara climbed to her feet and helped Claire up. Claire watched numbly while Alexis burned, she allowed Lara to pull her into the waiting elevator. The last image of the burning woman was of her slender arm reaching out to Lara and Claire, her once beautiful face melting in the horrible heat of the green fire that bathed her.

***

Claire sat in a long chair with her bandaged leg stretched out, watching while helicopters rose from the small, shrinking island like flies from a bloated corpse. There was a flash of brilliant orange light. The compound, Claire guessed, destroyed to cover Umbrella's tracks once again.

The sun was setting to the west in a bright display of red and violet, the rolling ocean darkening to black as Lara's cruiser cut through the tossing waves. Lara emerged from the cruiser's hold with two tall drinks, she sat in a long chair beside Claire and offered the girl a glass. Claire accepted the drink with a smile and sipped from the pink straw. Lara sat back and watched the tiny island disappear beneath the swelling sea.

"We should reach the mainland in two days," said Lara, breaking the comfortable silence before she sipped from her own colorful drink.

"Thank you for helping me get the vaccine, you saved my life, Lara," smiled Claire, turning to beam at her hostess.

"My pleasure, Claire," grinned Lara, reaching out to take the girl's small hand.

"Is there anything I can do?" offered Claire.

Lara seemed to think for a moment, then she lowered her drink to the deck and met Claire's curious gaze. Lara pulled up her tight halter top, her breasts dropped free, gleaming golden in the fading sunlight.

"Hungry?"

Claire blushed, put down her drink, and crawled onto Lara's chair, sitting on the slender woman's lap, leaning forward to surround each of Lara's tender nipples in turn with her pursed, warm lips.

The End