Until Dawn Prompts

Tension

Prompt for Anon on Tumblr; 'Ashley and Sam stuck in an elevator, the sexual tension grows'

O h h e l l y e a h

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Words: 1422

Pairing(s): Sam/Ashley (The Badass and The Paranoid), Mentioned!Matt/Jessica (You Dumb Oaf), Mentioned!Mike/Chris (Brave and Blonde), Sam/Josh (Bathing Bird), Mentioned!Josh/Emily (? Idk)

Alternate Universe- Sam is Manager of some big business (IDK what), Ashley is her shy, quiet assistant who is crushing hard on her. Mike, Chris, and Emily are co-workers. Josh is Sam's Husband. (Ohshit, haha)

Sam: 34 years old

Ashley: 27 years old

Chris: 32 years old

Mike: 33 years old

Josh: 37 years old

Matt: 28 years old

Jessica: 27 years old

Emily: 29 years old

Warnings: Girlies making out, F/F action, Cheating, Dirty Talk (Well, MY attempt at it anyways)

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"Tell me you have my reports ready for the meeting this afternoon." Samantha said, speaking loudly and making me jump slightly from the intensity of it and the fact it made me shut down my writing document, losing all of the Real People Fiction I had been working on (About me and a certain bossy blonde who constantly has her hair up in a tight bun). I groaned and turned to Samantha, known as Mrs. Washington of course, only close friends can call her Samantha, and I am NOT a close friend.

"Yes Mrs. Washington. I have it all planned out right here." I said slowly, trying not to sound too aggravated as I handed her the file. She just gave me a small smile and nodded.

"Come. Follow me." She said, turning and quickly walking away. I scurried to grab everything I would need and ran after her, hoping that the papers flying around weren't mine. I finally caught up to her at the elevator as soon as she stepped in. I followed in closely and stood a bit away from her. As the doors slid shut I could see Chris and Mike making kissy faces my way, I growled and Sam looked over at me from her cellphone. I chuckled nervously and just stood in the corner, trying not to spill my coffee.

We stood in silence until the elevator finally just stopped, no warning, nothing. We stood there, confused.

"What the hell?" Mrs. Washington said, pushing at some of the buttons, when that didn't help she groaned and grabbed the emergency phone. I offered to do it but she waved me off, saying I do enough for her and that she was old enough to do this herself. I stayed back and just sorta zoned out, setting my stuff on the ground.

Coming to work here as an intern a few years back, I never could have imagined that Mrs. Washington would offer me a job as her Secretary/Assistant. I was honored and of course I accepted, why wouldn't I? While working here I made good friends with Chris Davis, Mike Munroe, and Emily Harrison. After thinking that maybe Chris liked me I had walked right into Chris and Mike making out in the break room. They never even said anything about it except ask me if it wasn't obvious enough with how they flirt constantly. After they said that it all made much more sense and my crush on him just faded away, very quickly if I must say, and then my crush on Samantha began to form, it just sort of happened one day?

She had been in a terrible mood that day and asked me to go get her a coffee or a latte or something festive from Starbucks and gave me extra money to buy myself something. I had quickly gotten her a Pumpkin Spice Latte due to it being October and it was really popular at the time. When I came back she literally beamed at me and thanked me so much for doing something so small, and her happiness towards me that day just made my heart swell and every since I've wanted to see that same smile come across her face.

Of course I haven't seen it since. About a week after that I had been talking to Emily outside of work, she invited me out for drinks. While we sat there drinking (More so her than me) she admitted that Sam's husband, Joshua, had been having an affair with her. Of course that shocked the hell out of me and ever since I have felt guilty about knowing about it but never telling Samantha. Emily begged me to never tell Samantha and that she didn't mean to be, what she called, a homewrecker. It was just that Emily and Josh instantly hit it off and sort of just worked on from there.

I still constantly feel terrible about it. Looking over at the blonde across from me I wished so so badly I could tell her how I felt, get her away from her lying husband, and invite her to go to a wedding with me as my girlfriend. Matt and Jessica's wedding. I had no date yet and Sam would be the perfect eye candy that I would need to protect and take claim over.

Speaking of taking claim-- I shook my head, wishing THOSE thoughts haven't of crossed my mind.

"Are you alright Ashley?" Samantha asked and I nodded, trying to push my blush back down and not make a total fool of myself, it was a couple more minutes before Sam spoke again, "So. . . it's going to be awhile before we can get out of here. . . . " I nodded, "I was wondering, in those fictions you write of us together, am I really that beautiful?" I froze and snapped my head up to look at my boss, face heating up and I took a shaky breath. "I'm quite flattered actually. . .been a long time since anyone has ever compared me to a cheetah. Fast, vicious, beautiful, untameable and hard to catch." She chuckled gently at that, "I love it really. It's quite romantic yet so. . .sad?" She continued and took a step towards me, I felt my mouth go dry, not sure what to say right now, I backed up slowly into the corner and whined as she cornered me. "Tell me, Ashley. Do you have any idea how much I stand behind you while to "work" and read all the dirty things you write about me?" She asked and I shook my head, her smile seemed to get bigger as she leaned forward, into me and whispered into my ear.

"Every goddamn day. Every time I have to excuse myself to the laboratories because of how HOT your writing makes me." She slowly began to stroke my arm, still leaning into me as I tried to catch my breath, "Just thinking about doing that stuff with you, licking you, tasting you, being inside of you. . . . it almost makes me cum right then and there." She purred and I heard myself whine as her other hand began to touch me through my slacks, bad day to not wear panties.

"S-Sam. . ." I mumbled, closing my eyes and giving a small moan as she rubbed harder.

"Yes? Ashley?" She asked, not seeming the least bit fazed at what was happening, still had her work face on.

"K-Kiss me."

"As you wish." She whispered before she leaned all the way in and caught my lips against hers, pushing me against the wall of the elevator, making me gasp and using that as an advantage to stick her tongue into my mouth, she massaged it gently against mine, as if asking to continue, I pulled her closer to me by wrapping my hands around her neck and moaning deeply into the kiss, she kissed harder and more desperate as she touched me. I decided to touch her back, sliding one of my hand down her front and going back up underneath her blouse, fondling her breasts a bit, she gasped into my mouth and I felt successful for being able to do that.

Before we could get any farther Samantha pushed herself away from me, looking flustered with swollen lips and ruffled clothing, even her bun had come bit loose, she tried to fix her appearance as she continued to talk.

". . . .Listen. Ashley. . . .I-I'm married." I nodded, looking down solemnly, "But not for long." I looked up at her, surprised, "I found out he had been cheating on me with Emily, who I'm not going to fire for that dumb of a reason, don't worry. So. . .about a month ago we filed for a divorce. All we have to do is sign the papers and divide everything evenly between us then we are free to do whatever the hell we damn well please. So Ashley. If you're up to it. . . .I would love to court you, seduce you--"

"Already succeeded with that." I said, making her laugh.

"So very true. . .So, Ashley Prescott. Would you like to be my girlfriend?" Samantha asked, taking my hands in hers and I nodded, smiling.

"Of course! . . . Once I know your maiden name." Sam looked down, trying to hide the smile that bloomed across her face when I agreed.

"Samantha Greene."