Professor Romanoff's Angel

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Y/N's POV

With Natasha's phone in my hand under the table, I quickly lower the speed to zero, stopping the vibrations completely.
"So Grant," I say, instantly Audrey's expression drops as Grant turns to me. "What do you do for work?"

"Oh, I'm an architect." He says, "What about you?"
"I'm studying to be a teacher." I say with a smile, I glance over to Natasha and Audrey, who both seem to be taking deep breaths and staring at their menus.
"And I must say, you look like a really young couple." He compliments.

Audrey finally looks up and decides to chip in,
"Natasha's actually a year older than me." She says. I didn't think about this, am I honest? Will we get judged? Natasha glances over to me, a small amount of panic gleaming in her green eyes. Just as I'm about to answer, the waiter comes over and saves me.

We all order our appetisers, followed by our entrées.
"And what will you all be drinking?" He asks.
"Could we get a bottle of rosé?" Natasha asks, gesturing to me and her, the waiter nods and turns to Grant and Audrey.
"I'll have Prosecco, please." Grant says,
"I'll just have water, for now." Audrey finally speaks up. Grant smiles at that.

The conversation goes on regularly for a while, but every so often, Audrey goes silent and grips the edge of the table. It seems that Grant is slowly upping the speed for long periods of time. Whereas my plan is to give Natasha small bursts, to not only to please her, but to catch her off guard. Maybe that way, she'll let a moan slip.

Speaking of, I take out the phone again and bump up the speed about halfway. I watch as Natasha almost chokes on her drink and quickly readjusts her seating position.
"Are you okay, baby?" I say, leaning over. She gives me a side eye before putting on a happy expression.
"Yeah, it just went down the wrong pipe." She says, wiping her mouth. The vibrator is still on, she's surprisingly good at hiding it.

I bump up the speed more, her hand quickly grasps at my thigh and tightly clenches it. Maybe she's doing that focus redirection thing again - like she did when she bit her cheek.

After a little longer, Grant has switched to water and Audrey has switched to beer. Apparently, Grant has to be up early tomorrow for some reason. Even though it's Christmas.

Grant sighs, excuses himself from the table and makes his way to the male restroom. Audrey also sighs, louder than him though.
"Are you alright?" I ask, Natasha's head instantly snaps to me, and her eyebrow raises in a intrigued manner like it does so often.
"He's going to text me." She says. "Natasha, did you get my text earlier?"

"I don't have my pho-" I cut her off as I turn on the vibrator and finally, she lets out a small whimper. Her hand instantly covers her mouth as I stop the vibrations, that time it was at about 75% strength.

Audrey smiles at Natasha as she places her head in her hands and exhales loudly.
"You too, huh?" Audrey teases.
"Why would you do that then?" Natasha turns to me, completely brushing past Audrey's comment.
"You were being too quiet." I say, she scoffs.
"Too quiet? That's not even a...how is that an issue?" She starts to sound annoyed, "I thought you'd only doing it if I got mouthy, that's why I've been so qui-"

Turning on the vibrator again, at almost full power, makes her bite her lip and grab at my hand on top of the table. Audrey laughs to herself a little bit. Natasha glances up at Audrey, staring daggers at the poor woman.
"What? I never thought she'd be the one in control."
"She is not in control." Natasha manages to say, though her tight grip on my hand and multiple failed attempts to compose herself say otherwise.

"Please turn it off, Angel." Natasha turns to me, I roll my eyes and lower the speed slightly; but it's still vibrating inside of her. "Please." She says again, giving me a little more satisfaction. But I want her to apologise for getting annoyed, that's when I'll turn it off.

She looks over to me, struggling to keep her eyes open.
"What do you want from me? I told you, I won't beg." She says, still holding my hand tightly.
"I don't want you to beg, I want you to apologise for getting upset." I say sternly. She sighs and nods.
"Fine. I'm sorry!" she says, "I didn't mean to snap, please just turn it off." Finally, I comply with her wishes and turn the speed completely down.

It's a powerful thing, actually. The same one she used on me a while ago, it's definitely a sensation. A great one. It put me on my knees almost instantly, so I'm not surprised that she wants it off more than she wants it on.

She takes another deep breath. Audrey responds to Grant's text.
"He's checking in on me, I don't know why he couldn't do it at the table." She says, though it seems she's talking to herself more than anyone else.

Grant returns and shares a look with Audrey, he seems happy, she seems bored. She must not be enjoying herself. That's unfortunate, actually. I feel sort of bad, or at least I did, until she and Natasha give each other some sort of signal and both excuse themselves.

"She better n-" Grant starts, though he quickly silences himself.
"You think she'll take it out?" I say, he looks at me with a confused expression.
"It was that obvious?" He asks,
"Natasha has one in too, you know. Maybe that's what she's gone to do."

"Why don't you go check on them then? I'll wait here." He suggests,
"That's a good idea. I'll be back soon." I stand up and start walking towards the bathroom, part of me ponders turning on the vibrator before I walk in, just to see if I can hear anything interesting.

But I don't, instead I just walk into the bathroom to see Natasha and Audrey...