Passion Perfect

location: in my head

mood: dorky

music: Ani DiFranco

Disclaimers:  These characters do not belong to me, nor do they make me any money.  This story contains a graphic depiction of two women in love, if you are too young or this is illegal where you are, please get “lost”.  You can “raid” this later.  (I know, that was intentionally bad!)  This story is unbeta-ed, so any and all mistakes are mine, mine, mine!

Crossover Warning/AU:  I was dismayed at the lack of Angelina Jolie fanfiction out there, so I tried to come up with a plotline that crossed AJ with an old friend.  Basically, AJ is Lara Croft: Tomb Raider (with that sexy accent) and Elizabeth Mitchell is Juliet, her character from Lost.  And if you’ve never seen Gia and the chemistry these two ladies had, I suggest you go to Blockbuster post haste and check the expiration date on your rainbow colored lesbian membership card. 

Spoilers:  I’m pretty sure that there aren’t any since I’ve taken major liberties with the plot and timeline of Lost and plan to do what I want with it anyway.

 Mystery Island: Place Out of Time 2/?

After hours of trekking through thick foliage, the light began to fade, forcing Lara to seek shelter.  She contemplated building a lean-to and a fire, but decided against it, not wanting to attract unwanted attention in case the natives were unfriendly.

The dark haired woman extracted her compass, but just as before, the needle spun wildly, and quite unhelpfully, giving her no clue what direction was north.  Her blue eyes rose to the heavens, trying to gauge through the treetops where the sun was setting.

To Lara’s surprise, as she looked up, she saw the rusted and overgrown remains of a small plane, perched precariously in the trunk of a huge tree.  She searched the ground for anything that might have fallen out and was once again surprised.  There in the soft dirt were tracks, more specifically, shoe prints leading to a path through the jungle.

Lara looked back up at the plane, wanting to climb up and check it out, but knowing that with night fast approaching it was not a good idea.  So with one more look at her surroundings, she headed carefully down the trail.

Some later, the path let out into a wide clearing, the light of a full moon illuminating everything.  Lara counted six visible cabins and one building with antennas on the roof.  Silently she put on her night vision goggles and moved around the perimeter of the camp.  No one was outside, but she could see people within the structures moving about, talking and setting tables.  Apparently it’s dinnertime.

She crept around the side of one cabin close to her position and looked in through a window.  Taking off the goggles, she saw a woman by herself, sitting on her couch looking at a photo album.  The sad expression on her face was haunting and touched Lara’s heart.  An instinctual need to touch and comfort this woman almost overwhelmed her.

Lara ducked back into the jungle, confused at her thoughts.  Why was that woman so familiar to her?  Why was she drawn in like that?  Even though she had only looked at the stranger for a few moments, her image was burned into her memory.  She closed her eyes to bring back the woman’s face; curling blond hair, deep blue eyes, sculptured cheekbones, kissable lips…

Lara’s head popped up and her eyes shot open.  Kissable? 

She closed her eyes again and imagined tracing the woman’s lips with her finger then pressing their mouths together.  Yes, definitely kissable.

Lara was somewhat surprised, never having had this type of instant reaction to another woman before.  There had been one other woman, but that was different, on a job.  Not that it was work, making out with that Czech prostitute, but it had been in order to hide herself from a group of thugs.  This was an entirely different matter.

*****

As the sun rose in the sky, staining it with pink and orange hues, Lara slipped from her hiding place and back to the tree line closest to the blonde woman’s cabin.  She observed the small community slowly stirring to life, catching breakfast smells faintly on the breeze.  A few men wandered out from their cabins to move off as a group into the forest in the opposite direction of Lara’s position.  One of the men had a rifle slung over his back, another a pistol tucked into the back of his pants.

Seeing the weapons reaffirmed her stealthy instincts and increased her curiosity- especially her curiosity about the blonde woman.  She crept over to the same window as the night before, wondering what she would find.

The room was empty, the photo album left out on the coffee table in front of the couch.  A box of tissue was tucked into the corner of the couch next to a folded blanket draped over the back.  The living room contained two large bookshelves, filled mostly with what looked like reference books, one shelf with several framed photos.  What stuck Lara as odd was the lack of a television or stereo.

To the left of the living room was a small kitchen with what seemed to be all the amenities.  Off to the right was a hallway that led to what Lara assumed to be only one or two small rooms, considering the size of the cabin.

Looking around, Lara made sure the coast was clear and slipped around to the right side of the cabin, hoping that there was a bedroom window that she could peek through.  As luck would have it, the window was open and the curtains spread to offer a clear view of the interior.

There on the queen size bed laid her sleeping blonde beauty, slowly coming awake.  The rumpled bedding was shoved down around her waist, one long leg on top of the covers.  The tank top she wore was riding up her stomach as she sleepily turned onto her side, rubbing her face as cute little mewling sounds escaped from her throat.  She swung her long legs over the edge of the bed; her eyes still mostly closed, and raised her arms over her head in a big stretch.  The moan emitted by the blonde almost made Lara moan as well, for the heat generated by watching this beautiful stranger.

Lara ducked out of the window and crept back into the jungle.  She sat on the ground with her back against a tree, attempting to steady her breath.  Her heart was beating wildly and a fluttering sensation had taken residence in her belly.  She placed a hand over her chest and the other on her stomach, thinking to somehow calm them both from the outside.  She tilted her head back and closed her eyes, trying to focus and meditate, to control her body’s unwilling reactions.

Instead, in her mind’s eye, the blonde woman appeared, once again in bed.  Only this time Lara lay beside her, spooned warmly against her back, a hand resting possessively on her belly, her pinky finger tucked just under the band of her panties.  As the other woman slowly came awake, she covered Lara’s hand with her own and pushed it further down as she hummed sleepily.

Although mostly asleep herself, Lara instinctively swirled her fingers through the downy hairs and gently cupped her lover’s mound, softly massaging the warm flesh.  Plump lips kissed behind the blonde’s ear, murmuring nonsensical words of greeting and encouragement.

The blonde’s hips began a subtle rhythm, matching her lover’s.  “Lara,” she uttered, her breath growing ragged.

“Mmm, my Juliet,” the dark haired woman moaned, feeling the gathering wetness coating her fingers.  “God, you feel amazing.”  Lara began teasing the other woman’s opening, pulling more moisture forth to rub onto her clit, eliciting heated cries and a churning of hips from her lover.

“Lara!” came the ardent call from in front of her, “God, don’t stop… please, go inside, I need you inside of me!”

“Yes,” she hissed, grinding herself into the blonde’s firm behind.  She pulled both their hands out of her panties, much to the dismay of the other woman.  Lara hushed her, quickly pushing down and slipping off the silky impediment.  Still lying spooned on their sides, Lara pushed them both forward slightly so that her lover lay on her stomach, barely propped up on one elbow.  The dark haired woman slipped one arm under the curve of the blonde’s waist, that hand taking over the abandoned flesh, dipping into molten heat, bringing the other woman’s desire raging back.  Lara’s other hand, fingers still damp, trailed down the skin of her back, over the curve of her ass and between her legs.

“Oh God, yes!” came the cry as the blond thrust alternately between the circling of her clit and the teasing of her opening.  Lara was kissing the silky skin of her lover’s shoulder but they soon turned to bites as her own ardor rose.  She sunk two long elegant fingers into wet heat, moaning as muscles gripped them, pulling them deeper.

The blonde was bucking furiously now, lost in the mindless passion her lover instilled in her, working towards the ultimate fulfillment that was only moments away.  Lara could feel how close the other woman was and twisted her fingers inside to hit that special spot she knew would send the blonde crashing into orgasm.  At the same time she ground her other fingers into the engorged clit, enjoying the cry of pleasure and the contractions squeezing her fingers as her lover came.

“You are so beautiful,” Lara murmured as the other woman slowly came down and her body relaxed.

The blonde gave a panting chuckle as she limply turned in Lara’s arms to pull her into a sweet embrace.  “I love you, Lara,” she whispered into a delicate ear, “and I love waking up in your arms.”

“And I love you, my sweet Juliet.”

Lara’s eyes shot open as she found herself still leaning against the tree in the jungle.  Her breathing was ragged and she found that her hands had shifted while she fantasized.  The hand on her chest was now pinching a hardened nipple through the fabric of her shirt, and her other hand had found its way into her pants and was stroking her clit over her underwear.

She hastily pulled her hands away from herself.  What was that?  God, I must be losing my mind!

She had seen that woman for a total of less than two minutes, and yet she just had one of the most detailed and erotic fantasies of her entire life!  She had even imagined a name for the woman!

Lara rose from the ground and made her way further into the jungle, and away from the blonde’s cabin.  It was still early morning and she had a lot of exploring to do.