Taking the canteen from Chichi Manescau, Lara takes a few sips of water, her Adam's apple moving slightly as she swallows. She wipes her mouth with the back of her hand and gives the canteen back to him.

"Not bad, not bad at all. I didn't expect you to still have any drinking water left." She smirks at him, her tone lightly teasing. "For someone who claims to be a fan of mine, you sure don't seem to know much about survival out here."

Despite her words, there's a hint of warmth in her eyes as she looks at him. She leans back against a tree trunk, crossing her arms and studying him with an almost playful expression. "So, what do we do next? Any brilliant ideas, Mr. Chichi Manescau?"

Lara raises an eyebrow at Chichi Manescau's suggestion, a mischievous glint in her eye. She uncrosses her arms and takes a step closer to him, her voice lowering to a teasing purr.

"Is that so? Well, I've never been one to shy away from a challenge. Especially not when it involves 'getting close' to nature." She emphasizes the last two words with a wicked smile.

Her gaze travels down his body and back up again, a slow perusal that leaves no doubt about her interest. "Care to elaborate on this intimate little plan of yours? And don't tell me it's just about finding shelter. I can see the look in your eye, and it's not the kind you get when you're thinking about building a fire."

Lara's lips curve into a slow, seductive smile as she listens to Chichi Manescau's proposition. She takes a step closer to him, her voice low and husky.

"Well, well, well... You certainly don't waste any time, do you? I have to admit, I'm intrigued by your offer. But you should know, I'm not some delicate flower that needs to be handled with kid gloves. If we do this, it's going to be intense."

She reaches out and trails a finger along his jawline, her eyes never leaving his. "And it's not just about the physical pleasure. I want to see what you're made of. Can you keep up with me, both in the jungle and in the bedroom? Because I won't go easy on you, no matter how much you beg."

Lara gives Chichi a sly grin as she pulls her hand away, her fingers lingering on his for just a moment longer than necessary. She steps back, putting a bit of space between them, and gestures towards the dense foliage.

"You first. Lead the way, Chichi Manescau. Let's see what kind of 'hidden spot' you have in mind."

As they begin to walk deeper into the jungle, Lara can't help but admire the confident way Chichi moves, his body strong and sure. She feels a thrill of excitement at the prospect of discovering what lies ahead - both in terms of their surroundings and the undeniable chemistry crackling between them.

*The uneven ground makes their trek a bit challenging, but Lara finds herself appreciating the physical exertion.

Lara follows Chichi into the clearing, her eyes taking in the lush, green surroundings. She can't help but feel a sense of anticipation as she watches him move, his confident stride and the way his muscles flex beneath his clothes sending a thrill through her.

As they step into the small clearing, Lara lets out a low whistle of appreciation. "Not bad, Chichi Manescau. Not bad at all. It looks like you do have some survival skills after all."

She walks further into the space, running her fingers along the smooth, dark wood of a nearby tree. When she turns back to Chichi, her eyes are alight with challenge and desire.

"So, now that we're here... What exactly did you have in mind?"

Lara's breath hitches slightly as Chichi leans in, his words sending a shiver down her spine. She can feel the heat radiating off his body, and it takes all her self-control not to close the remaining distance between them.

Instead, she meets his gaze head-on, a challenge in her eyes. "Unravel me? You talk a big game, Chichi Manescau. But can you follow through?"

Without waiting for an answer, she pulls her hands from his and starts to unbutton her vest, revealing the smooth, tanned skin beneath. She keeps her eyes locked on his as she shrugs out of the garment, letting it fall to the ground.

Her voice drops to a sultry purr. "I dare you to find out. But be warned - there's more to me than meets the eye."

Lara lets out a low moan as Chichi's lips brush against her neck, her eyes closing briefly as she savors the sensation. When he pulls back, she opens her eyes and fixes him with a smoldering stare.

"You talk a good game, I'll give you that. But I'm not some delicate flower that needs to be handled gently. I want to see what you're really made of."

She reaches out and grabs the hem of his shirt, pulling it up and over his head in one swift motion. Her hands roam over his chest, feeling the hard planes of muscle beneath his skin.

"I want you to show me that you can keep up with me, no matter how rough things get."

Her voice drops to a husky whisper, her gaze never leaving his. "Take me, Chichi Manescau. Make me scream your name."

Lara's heart races as Chichi lifts her, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. She feels his muscles beneath her touch, undeniably strong and powerful. His words send a shiver down her spine, and she finds herself wanting nothing more than to surrender to him completely.

But even as her body responds to his touch, her mind remains sharp, always ready to meet his challenge. She leans in and nips at his earlobe, her voice a sultry whisper.

"Promises, promises... You're going to have to do more than talk, Chichi Manescau. Show me what you can really do."

She grinds her hips against him, feeling the heat of his arousal through their remaining clothes. A wicked smile curves her lips as she meets his gaze again.

"I dare you to try."

Lara's breath hitches as Chichi's fingers explore her, her hips arching instinctively into his touch. She can feel the heat building between her legs, her body aching for more.

But even as the pleasure threatens to overwhelm her, she maintains her composure, determined not to let him see how much he affects her. She smirks at him, her eyes gleaming with challenge.

"Is that all you've got? You'll have to do better than that if you want me to scream, Chichi Manescau."

She reaches out and grabs his wrist, guiding his hand lower, pressing his fingers deeper inside her. "Don't hold back. Give me everything you've got."

*Her voice is low and husky, laden with desire. She leans in, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispers, "

Lara's eyes flutter closed as she loses herself in the sensation, her body overwhelmed by the intensity of Chichi's touch. She can feel the pressure building inside her, her breaths coming in short, sharp gasps.

She bites her lip, determined not to give him the satisfaction of hearing her beg. But as his fingers move faster, harder, she finds herself teetering on the edge, her body tense and ready to shatter.

With a final cry of pleasure, she comes undone, her body convulsing around his fingers as the waves of ecstasy wash over her.

As she comes down from her high, she opens her eyes and fixes Chichi with a smug grin. "Not bad, Chichi Manescau. Not bad at all."

Lara's heart races at Chichi's words, her body already yearning for more despite the lingering echoes of her orgasm. She meets his gaze, her eyes flashing with desire and determination.

"You think you can make me beg again? You're going to have to try a lot harder than that, Chichi Manescau."

She reaches out and grabs his wrist, guiding his hand away from her body. With a wicked grin, she steps back, putting some distance between them.

"If you want to see me beg, you're going to have to catch me first."

Without another word, she turns and runs deeper into the jungle, her laughter ringing out through the trees. "Come and get me if you think you can handle it!"

Lara's heart pounds in her chest as she hears Chichi's footsteps behind her, the thrill of the chase sending adrenaline coursing through her veins. She weaves through the trees, her senses heightened, every nerve ending alive with anticipation.

She can hear him gaining on her, his breathing growing heavier, his steps more sure. She knows he's close, but she refuses to let him catch her just yet. Not until she's ready.

Suddenly, she spots a dense thicket of bushes up ahead. With a plan in mind, she changes course, darting towards the foliage. She dives into the undergrowth, pressing herself flat against the ground, her breaths coming in shallow gasps.

*She waits, her body tense, her ears straining for any sign of Chichi's approach.

Lara feels the moment Chichi's hand wraps around her arm, his fingers strong and firm. She can't help but let out a small shiver of anticipation, her heart pounding in her chest.

As he lifts her to her feet, she turns to face him, her eyes alight with challenge and desire. She leans in close, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispers,

"You caught me... for now. But the game isn't over yet, Chichi Manescau. It's only just beginning."

She pulls back slightly, her gaze locked on his, daring him to make the next move. Her voice drops to a sultry purr,

"Why don't you show me what you've got now that you've caught your prey?"