Metroid Raider, ch.1

Author's Notes: From the vaults!

I've had this tucked away in the back corners of my files for literally who knows how long, but over five years. I remember this was RIGHT when I started taking commissions, back when I was only active on Darknest. Time for it to see the light of day.

The quality of this is going to be... different, for sure, but I want to present it unedited for the archaeological factor. And yes, it says "ch.1" up there for a reason. Anyway, here goes!

[story] [fu/fu] [latex] [hotdog] [titfuck] [anal] [corruption]

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‭Her bowstring creaked gently as a nearby twig snapped. Security, maybe? Traps?

Lara Croft let out a soft exhalation – a rabbit, nothing more. This job had made her paranoid, and with good reason. She released her pull on the string of her bow, sighing softly and starting to move forward through the forest. This particular job, an assigned exploration of a recently-uncovered ziggurat, had her particularly on edge, mostly because what information she'd gathered had told her that the place was in no way secured and barely even known about. Since there was no such thing as an easy job, a job sounding too easy did nothing but make Lara uncomfortable.

An arrow zipped from the Tomb Raider's bow and into a spider a few yards away. It had been sitting stagnant in its web, but the only good spider was a dead spider, and in Cambodia (where she was now) there was no such thing as being too careful when it came to the wildlife. Her destination couldn't get close enough – traps and underground critters she could deal with, but the sweaty, grimy, wildlife-laden jungles were not exactly a place she wanted to stay long.

Her train of thought was shattered when she heard a sound, a real sound this time. No breaking twigs or rustling of leaves, but the sound of... fire?

Yeah. Lara had been around enough to know the sound of fire, but rare did she hear it coming from above her. Quickly slinging her bow over her shoulder, the Tomb Raider leapt up to grab the bough of a tree and pull herself upward, clinging to vines and smaller branches as she ambled upward, trying to get a glimpse at the sky. Expecting to see a brushfire, maybe a burning helicopter, Lara was more than a little surprised when she finally spotted the source – an unidentifiable object hurtling through the sky, wreathed in flames and shooting directly towards her.

The british archaeologist's eyes widened in fright suddenly, bracing herself to move whichever way she had to... but the object soared over her, skidding across the canopy of trees and crashing hard against what sounded like something solid. Not the canopy, nor the earth itself... but a structure.

Hopping down from her own perch, Lara picked up her pace, racing in the direction she'd been headed. Wouldn't that be hilarious, if the random bogey she'd spotted had landed in exactly the place she'd been planning to go anyway?

The ziggurat had, apparently, been closer than she'd thought. Leaping over a stream and crawling up a boulder showed her what she'd been searching for for days now, nestled within the dense trees of the jungle – a pyramid-like structure, blocky and overgrown. The ziggurat she'd been looking for. And, as sure as the morning dew, a smoking crater had been made in the side, sporting what appeared to be the tail-end of what Lara was only able to refer to as a spaceship.

“What the... ffuu...?” she murmured, unslinging her bow and quickly nocking an arrow, narrowing her eyes and making her way forward. For better or for worse, this could be the biggest find of her life – what she'd lost from the ruin of the ziggurat could be made up for by finding something out of space. She just hoped that she lived through discovering whatever it was.

The entrance to the ziggurat was blocked by an insultingly easy puzzle, one Lara had already taken part of the last time she'd been to Cambodia – and another time, when she'd visited a crypt in Venezuela. Matching the stones on the animal heads was more tedious than it was challenging, and after a few minutes had passed for the experienced Tomb Raider, Lara headed inside, her heart racing with anticipation. What if the thing she found here was dangerous? If that thing was a spaceship than it had to have a pilot of some sort. If that pilot had survived, and was dangerous, the lightly-armed and only-human Lara Croft likely had no hopes against it.

The inside of the ziggurat was comfortably musty. Cobwebs and dusty stone architecture, nothing too varied from what she had come to expect in ancient sites like this. The smell of flame and some sort of oil did spice things up a bit, but it also gave Lara a direction to go in. She tried to slow her breathing and take things easy – didn't want to get herself beheaded by a trap, a victim of her own excitement and haste. She checked for traps the way she usually did, testing areas for pressure plates, checking for wire traps, and slowly making her way through the ancient building. She'd forgotten what she'd come here for, now totally single-minded in her pursuit of what had fallen from the sky.

Rubble from a freshly broken wall, and the sound of flame, finally brought her to her destination. It wasa ship, it had to be. Burnt and bug-shaped, much of the fire had gone out from simply not having a fuel source, and the cockpit hung open. Darkness within, no signs of life.

Flicking on her flashlight, Lara crept forward, careful not to burn herself on the hot metal and glancing inside. There was a slight shuffle of movement, and an armored figure began to clamber out, reaching out with a humanoid-looking hand. Lara slowly extended her own, taking it against her better judgment and pulling the entity out. What was it? A robot? An alien?

The figure finally crawled out of the cockpit, its suit clearly scorched and even melting in a few areas. It's other arm didn't appear to be an arm at all; rather some sort of weapon. A cannon? Its orange, insectoid armor matched the ship, with enormous pauldrons and a deep green visor, leading Lara to believe that it was, indeed, armor of some sort. The question was what was inside....

As the figure slumped onto the floor of the temple, that one human arm flicked a small button, causing the overheating armor to simply... disconnect from itself. Collapsing in multiple pieces, the burnished chunks of plating tumbled away, revealing, finally, the entity beneath them.

Lara's mouth widened as the unconscious “alien” became clear to her, using her flashlight to quickly skim over it. The figure was a woman, apparently human. Tall, yes... and remarkably well-built. But she didn't see any tentacles, hooves, extra eyes, nothing of that sort. Just an amazonian blonde woman in a pale blue suit that wore like a second skin, hugging to each and every one of the woman's curves.

“Are you awake? Can you talk?” Lara asked in her softly accented voice. “My name's Lara. Lara Croft.”

“Samus... Aran...” the voice gasped out, the figure still laboring for breath after her trials within the burning spaceship. “Don't... let them... grab onto... you....”

Them? As far as Lara could tell, this woman – “Samus” – was the only living creature on this ship. The only survivor.

“What are you talking about?” Lara whispered, tilting the blonde's head up so that she could breathe more easily. “What came with you? What are you holding on that ship?”

Samus coughed, looking a bit dizzy and trying to crawl up onto her hands and knees, though appearing too weak to appropriately do so. “Parasite... some kind of new breed...” she coughed again, letting out a soft wheeze, but Lara only arched her brow.

After a few seconds of thought, the tomb raider crawled back atop the cooling ship, glancing inside and looking for whatever it was Samus was talking about. Curiosity clashed with survival instinct, the archaeologist reasoning away her actions by deciding that, if there was something dangerous on board, identifying it would be the best way to defend against it.

Lara, unfortunately, saw nothing. But that didn't mean that there was nothing on board. She turned back to Samus with a questioning glance, idly scratching the inside of her ear with one finger after something had tickled it. “I don't see anything, Samus.”

Samus struggled onto her hands and knees, attempting to stand but ultimately failing. “We have to get out of here...” she growled. “The parasite's small, it could infect either of us and we wouldn't even know it. They crawl into small orifices, like the mouth, nose, ear....”

The tomb raider inhaled through her nose, her brow tensing. Her heart rate was picking up, blood pressure rising to an uncomfortable level. Her eyes swept over Samus's figure once more, seemingly seeing the bounty hunter for the first time. Those full, supple curves. The way that suit hugged every curve, showing off the globes of her backside like she were wearing nothing at all. God, she looked great bent over like that.

Wait, what was she thinking? This was a serious situation, not to mention a serious find. She had to get Samus out of here and regroup, maybe call for aid, and....

Lara swallowed hard as her durable shorts began to form a tent around her sudden erection, her eyes still scanning Samus's figure. She was so hot, and suddenly all Lara wanted to do was to have some fun with that curvy, athletic figure. She reached out with one hand, grabbing Samus by the ponytail. Lara's mouth curled into a sinister grin.

“What are you...?” Samus growled, trying to turn around being forced back down – knees buckling beneath her and her ass being thrust out towards the tomb raider. She let out a sharp squeak when she felt Lara's hand slap roughly against her asscheek, the sound ringing out in the hollowness of the ziggurat and quickly followed by Lara's satisfied grunt. The parasite, as quickly as it had invaded, was already in full control.

“I think we should have a little fun, don't you?” Lara purred, and an unzipping could be heard as she undid her shorts, already tugging her light blue tank top over her head to reveal her own full, perky tits. “You're my find, after all. I may not get a better opportunity than this one.”

Samus growled out, trying to pull herself up – only to have her wrist grabbed and pressed back against the floor. “I'm nobody's find! This is the parasite talking – it's already inside you!”

“Maybe it is...” Lara growled pleasantly, finally wiggling out of her shorts and letting her hefty cock bounce free, already fully stiff with the parasite taking its toll. “But there's no way I'm going to pass up some fun with this derriere.” One hand still holding Samus by her ponytail, Lara grabbed one asscheek and spread it apart. The zero suit was so deliciously snug – Lara could see the outline of the bounty hunter's asshole through it, not to mention a swell of what appeared to be a ballsac. She'd have fun with those later.

For now, however, the tomb raider scooted back and then leaned in, tracing her tongue sweetly along Samus's asscrack, leaving as much saliva behind as possible and leaving the pliable blue material slick. She then pulled up again, tightening her grip on the weakened Samus's hair and sliding her throbbing cock between those beautiful globes,  using her hand to squish the bounty hunter's cheek against her rod, creating a convenient valley.

“Stop this!” Samus gasped, trying to struggle – but it was no use. Her weapons were in her armor, which was now laying in pieces all around her. And while, on a good day, she wouldn't need them to handle this impetuous human, Samus was more than a little battered after the violent crash of her ship. She simply didn't have the strength to resist as Lara's fat, hot cock slid between her asscheeks. She cursed the snugness of her own undersuit, as she could feel every vein of Lara's fleshy cock against her ass, so hot and so thick, and....

Lara didn't listen. She was fully taken over by the parasite now, her normally soft eyes now slightly bloodshot, pupils dilated from its influence. She yanked back on Samus's hair – drawing a soft moan from the bounty hunter – and started to increase the pacing of her hips, sliding her cock back and forth between Samus's asscheeks. This was something she'd always dreamed of doing, though sadly not something she'd had a chance to do. It seemed like so few women actually had the ass for it, and when they did they weren't Lara's type. Samus Aran, on the other hand, was an absolute goddess with curves that defied a realistic standard of beauty. And that toned, bubbly ass was simply not something Lara Croft was going to pass up.

“Stop... please...!” Samus cried out weakly, chewing her bottom lip and instinctively clenching her own powerful asscheeks together, closing them snugly around Lara's cock and only spurring the archaeologist on. Letting out a heavy croon of ecstasy Lara sped up, pumping roughly as Samus started to instinctively push back, doing her best not to give in to her own natural lust but... not entirely succeeding.

“Here it comes, space-bitch!” Lara snarled, leaning in to purr the words into Samus's ear and speeding up even more, her breathing heavier and hotter now. She paused with each thrust, grinding the tip of her cock against Samus's still-clothed anus and threatening to penetrate it by sheer force before sliding back upwards, between her cheeks. Only a few moments of this were required before Lara let out a shriek of ecstasy, gripping Samus's ponytail so hard the latter thought it might rip off. Spurt after spurt of spunk shot out of the tomb raider's cock, with Lara pulling back very slightly so that she could dump her load across the sensuous curves of Samus's ass, rather than simply on her back.

“F-fuck,” Lara crooned out, standing up and swallowing hard. She reached quickly into her backpack, withdrawing a bottle of water and taking a deep swig. “That was amazing.”

Samus swallowed softly herself, feeling more than a little violated and even more aroused by being taken. Something about having gotten Lara off with her zero suit still on gave her a bit of a naughty thrill, one she attempted to ignore and deny. “Are you... are you done?” she whispered, ass still in the air, Lara's spunk dribbling down her asscrack to run down her tight balls.

“Done?” Lara let out a little giggle, taking another swig of water before tossing the bottle back away, idly groping one of her own perky tits. “Just getting started, baby. This parasite... it's the best thing that's ever happened to me. I feel so alive! Besides, there are still so many ways to have fun with you without even bothering taking off that cute little suit.”

The amazonian bounty hunter slowly turned, flopping onto her back and breathing heavily, biting her bottom lip again. Her own thick cock could be seen straining against her suit, a tiny dab of precum making a little wet spot. “What do you mean?” she asked softly, a blush staining her cheeks. Whether or not she wanted to want it, she wanted it.

Lara purred softly as she crawled back over the space-warrior, pushing her own slick cock against Samus's and grinning, getting closer and grinding firmly into her, her cock slipping past on either side of the blonde's. “Don't be coy, Miss Samus,” Lara whispered in the bounty hunter's ear, nipping the lobe gently as she pushed firmly, cock-to-cock, against the other girl. “You're just as hard as I am with no parasite at all. Seems like you've been wrapped up in all that armor for way too long.”

“Please, I...” Samus chewed her lip, turning her head away when Lara tried to kiss her, letting out a soft moan as the other woman's cock slipped past hers, still grinding against it. “Stop, I don't want you to....”

“Oh, so you don't want me to pleasure your cock?” Lara giggled, reaching one hand down to massage Samus's clothed bulge roughly, stroking her palm against it. “Okay, well, if you insist.”

“Wait–!”

“Too late,” Lara Croft pushed the other woman back down, mounting her with that same crazed grin and putting both hands on the sides of Samus' tits, squishing them together and sliding her massive prick between them, letting out a soft moan of her own. “Jesus,” she whined. “Your tits feel great, even with all this blue shit covering them.”

“That's... my zero suit...” Samus corrected weakly, biting her lip and using both hands to prop herself up as best she could, watching as Lara's fat prick slid in and out of her cleavage, the crown playing peekaboo with her tits. Hesitantly she leaned down to flick her tongue across the tip, mewling quietly.

“Oh my gosh, you are a slut!” Lara said excitedly, redoubling her firm, fast pumping, holding Samus's breasts together so tightly they created not a valley, but a tunnel for her cock to slide into – only to pop past and into the weakened girl's mouth.

“S-stop...” Samus tried one last time before the Tomb Raider pushed forward, her own bared tits bouncing pleasantly with each thrust as she, this time, stuffed the entirety of her cock into Samus's mouth. Suit-clad tits still hugged around the base of Lara's shaft, but as the british treasure hunter got more excited she lifted herself up enough to pump her cockhead into the other girl's mouth, not far, but far enough to make a wonderful mess of things.

Lara's growls of pleasure echoed throughout the dusty tomb, her hands groping and squeezing at Samus's tits as she fucked them, going faster and faster before finally pulling back and letting out a bellowing scream of delight, her second climax hitting her and a fountain of thick, ropey spunk shooting forth to lace Samus's face and tits, coating her with the stuff and making the bounty hunter gag on the overflow.

The curvaceous blonde was left panting only a few moments later; hot, sticky cum dripping from her lips and eyelashes, her nipples straining against the pale fabric of her zero suit. “Have you... had your... fill... yet?”

Lara inhaled deeply, letting her eyes drift shut for a moment before crawling on top of Samus, smooching her gently. “Yeah, I am... I think it's time for you to have some fun.” She smiled, turning around slightly to press her curves of her bare ass against the swollen bulge of the outworlder's cock, slowly sliding her body up and down along it. “You like this...?”

The bounty hunter hesitated, squirming a little – gods, her cock was so hard, precum was already trickling down its length and dampening the suit around it, and Lara's ass pushed against her spoke volumes of things to come... things Samus desperately needed....

“Yes, I do...” she whispered finally, giving in to her own needs and looking up at Lara Croft with a pleading gaze.

“Good,” Lara purred, leaning in for another smooch and then casually flipping the bounty hunter back onto her front. “Because you're not getting a drop of it. I don't bottom, sweetheart.” With that, Lara reached out to grab the back of Samus's suit, working for a moment to get a grip on the cum-slick, skin-tight material and then ripping outward with both hands, leaving the rest of the suit intact but just exposing Samus's snug, pink asshole.

Slapping the tip of her cumslick dick against the cute little hole, Lara grinned deviously and pushed Samus down once again, laying her so that she was completely flat and mounting her, pushing the tip of her cock against Samus's backdoor and stuffing herself inside – the tip of her fuckrod even bending very slightly before popping into the tight hole. “Hnnnghhh!!” the bounty hunter wailed out, gritting her teeth as she was pushed against the rough stone of the temple floor. Did this woman never tire? Never exhaust? Or was this to be her life from now on, an endless cycle of new positions?

“You like this, slut?” Lara purred, pressing her own full breasts into Samus's back and drawing back slightly, only to stuff herself inside a bit deeper. Samus's virginal anal ring stretched open and expanded, finally gripping around the tomb raider's rod snugly enough for Lara to get a little traction – which she used to immediately start thrusting deeper and harder. The lust that the parasite had flooded her body with was insatiable, and Lara lacked both the will and desire to try to resist it. She'd already had her fun with the space-girl's butt, tits, and mouth; now it was time to run the gauntlet on Samus's asshole and see how long the bounty hunter held out.

“I can't... I can't...” Samus intoned, squirming pitifully beneath the other woman as Lara's dick stuffed itself to the hilt into her backdoor. She chewed her bottom lip and squeezed her eyes shut, the latter rimming with tears as she held on for dear life. Not even fighting against the Metroids had prepared her for such a ruthless anal pummeling, and with the parasite in her system, Lara wasn't showing a shred of mercy – not holding back in the slightest as she slid her thick rod in and out of the blonde's ass with reckless abandon.

“You're gonna have to,” the brit purred, letting out a demented laugh that quickly melted into a moan. It was only a few more rotations before the archaeologist shifted her weight backwards, pulling Samus along with her to get into a reverse cowgirl position. Both hands went to the bounty hunter's cum-covered tits, squeezing them both before starting to roughly massage them in lazy circles, Lara's hips slamming upward now and her balls flying up with each thrust to pummel against Samus's tightly-contained sac. The bounty hunter wiggled and squirmed, more insistently with each thrust inside of her tight backside, but it seemed like the worst possible outcome may have been on its way. Samus's cheeks began to redden with a deep flush, her breathing getting heavier as her cock strained against her zero suit, each pulsating vein visible against the thin fabric.

“Hnn... hnn... hn... gonna–!” she whimpered desperately, laying back against Lara and mewling as she took what seemed like a foot of thick cock up her ripe ass, the brit's shaft grinding against her insides in such a way that made a certain reckoning inevitable. Lara only grinned, roughly squeezing the space-girl's nipples and tugging at them, increasing her own pace – she wanted Samus to cum, but it had to be on her terms. An assgasm seemed like just what the outsider deserved.

“Gonna... gon–nnn... gonna c-cum!” Samus finally shrieked, her cock surging and pump after pump of spunk flooding her suit. With the outfit being entirely skin-tight, it only had one way to escape – downward, out the hole Lara had ripped for her ass. As such, her load was dripping down her thighs and spattering the tomb raider's balls in mere seconds, leaving Samus whining whorishly, her blush redder than ever.

Lara let out a little giggle, wiping a bit of spunk the other girl's thigh and tasting it. “Not bad, slut. I know you had it in you.” This felt so unlike her, she could feel the metroid parasite within her, making her feel this way. But fuck it. She was having more fun than she had in years, and right now, eleven inches up Samus's ass was exactly where she wanted to be, parasite or no parasite. “But I hope you don't think that just because you got off, we're done here.”

“W-we're...?” Samus whimpered.

“Not remotely. I still have multiple positions I wanna run this tight ass through, aren't you excited to try them with me?”

“I can't... m-my ass, it's....”

“Broken? Not yet it's not.” Lara licked the side of the invader's face, leaving a long trail of her saliva as she pushed Samus over yet again, pushing the weary huntress onto her hands and knees and stuffing the length of her cock back into the other girl's backside. She gripped the blonde's ponytail again, squeezing hard and pushing Samus's face against the rock, keeping her ass poised up. The poor little ring was already reddened from the abuse, messy with spunk and sweat and now, once more, stuffed full of cock. Lara's shaft was so big it seemed that Samus's actual buttcheeks had to give way in the middle to make room for all of it, and it was only a few more seconds before Lara was ploughing the exhausted mercenary in the ass just as hard as she had been before, still riding out her third wind.

Samus's fingertips dug into the stone beneath her, husky moans echoing out from her lips as she tried to ride it out, her asshole pummeled by Lara's cock until it was forged into a perfect sleeve. In fact, it was only when she finally thought that she could sustain the deep fucking she was getting that Lara paused, reaching into her bag and grabbing something – a few things, actually. Withdrawing a trio of colored glowsticks, Lara spit on each one before pressing the first one, green, against Samus's backdoor alongside her own cock. And though the mercenary squealed and wiggled and protested, it was only a few moments of twisting, spitting, and thrusting before the colorful tube of luminescent liquid had joined Lara inside Samus's ass, stretching the tight hole out farther than it ever should have gone.

“That wasn't so bad, was it?” Lara laughed haughtily.

“Take it out! Take it out!”

“What was that?” the tomb raider jeered. “Stuff another one in? And here I thought you were tight enough, but if you really want your ass destroyed....”

“Nnn!” Samus attempted to protest before Lara rolled with her slightly, laying against the stone and clapping one hand over the huntress's mouth, spooning her and continuing to deeply fuck her. This new position made it a bit easier for the brit to apply her little additions to her new toy, keeping Samus silent with her hand while the other pressed another glowstick (orange) against her overstuffed rear hole. She'd wiggle it and try to pry her way in, finally placing it alongside her cock and using her own hips to push it, forcing the space-girl's asshole to swallow it the same way she had Lara's dick and the other thin rod.

“There we go... just stretched out enough, I think.” Lara let out a husky coo of approval and set back to her firm fucking, finally rolling all the way onto her back and positioning Samus in her lap, sliding the two glowsticks around so that they flanked her own rod and stretched the blonde's ass into a ridiculous oval.

“Hnn, hnn... hnnaha...” was all Samus could reply as she was stuffed and brutally pumped, her cum-drenched tits bouncing up and down with each one of Lara's savage thrusts up into her insides. She bit her lip to stifle her cries, figuring that nobody would hear them wherever they were, and not caring to give Lara the pleasure... though she swiftly began to wonder if satisfying the fuck-drunk brit was her best bet in all of this.

She never really had a chance to try out any different tactics, as her mind began to fog once more; her anal fullness giving her a sort of sensation she had never before encountered. As if the sheer excess had tricked her body into believing that she wanted this and had asked for it. Her cock pulsed hotly, and as she wiggled and pressed her thighs together, the tip finally managed to burst through the soaked, brittle fabric of her zero suit, popping out to greet the world before showing Lara Croft in a blast of spunk so incredible it caused the tomb raider to outright gasp. Showered in the stuff, Lara opened her mouth to taste it, catching a great deal on her tongue and bare tits – the rest pelting her face and making her look just as much a slut as she was acting.

This spelled the beginning of the end, however, as the excitement from seeing Samus's dick pop out and grant her its gift left Lara hornier than ever. She pushed in as deeply as she could, spreading the huntress's legs apart to slide her entire length inside and then releasing a torrent of her own juices, giving Samus the cataclysmic anal creampie that she knew the blonde deserved and wanted. Thick strings of jizz splattered against the merc's insides, redecorating before trickling out of her overstretched anus, starting to pool on Lara's lower abdomen.

A haze seemed to settle, a mist of hot breath and exhausted whimpers. The smell of sex heavy in the air, both girls' bodies filthy from the dust and sweat and spunk.

When that haze finally began to lift, Samus was the first to speak: “That was fucking awesome.”

Lara's eyes widened slightly, and she laid her head back down against the stone to simply look up at the amazonian blonde, the spent parasite crawling out of her ear and collapsing, its lifespan worn out, on the temple floor. Not a speck of regret haunted Lara as she gazed up at the fucked-stupid mercenary, a slow smile spreading across her face. “Yeah... we're really gonna have to do this again sometime, aren't we?”

“My ship's trashed... so I'm not going anywhere.” Samus grinned, leaning down to kiss Lara Croft's lips softly and fall against her, her breathing slowing and muscular action finally popping the glowsticks out of her butt – though Lara's cock stayed exactly where it belonged, entrenched deeply in the asshole of this visitor from afar.