Save (Negovanman)

Chapter 12

A/N: I started writing a camren fic so if you want more gay content go check it out :) I kinda got out of the whole negovanman ship to be completely honest so if you want a new fic with a fully invested author go check it out :) it's called inside out

I also just want to apologize for not updating this fic, like I said I kinda lost interest so I don't know how many more parts I'll be able to put out :(. Just want to say thank you to everyone who's read and supported this fic, it really means a lot.

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I wake up from my peaceful sleep after hearing a buzz coming from my phone. I pick it up, wiping the sleep from my eyes, and can't help but smile when I see it's from Natasha.

10:04 am Natasha: Wanna come to brunch with me and the girls?

10:06 am Elise: Of course :) Give me a time and place and I'll be there

She sends me the details, and I excitedly get out of bed to get ready for our plans. I quickly shower, put on a cute fall dress, and walk out the door.

I walk into the restaurant and immediately notice the dark haired girl with all her friends. She turns around when I call her name.

"I saved you a spot next to me," she says, motioning to an empty place in the booth.

The brunch itself was fine, I was getting to know Natasha's friends more and more, and she seemed to like the thought of me familiarizing myself with her personal life. After we finished eating, we all sat and talked.

Natasha put her hand under the table and placed it on top of mine, intertwining our fingers.

"So, Elise, what have you been up to acting-wise?" one of the girls asked me.

"Oh, well nothing lately. Been trying to get a gig here and there but no one seems to be interested."

"I wouldn't worry if I were you, I'm sure you'll find something amazing eventually," another girl chimed in.

"Hey, I think I heard something about a tampon company looking to audition girls for some web thing, maybe you and Natasha should check it out!" said another friend, excited.

I looked at Natasha and smiled. She reciprocated.

"Maybe we will, it'd be fun to work together," said Natasha, as she disconnected our hands, causing me to frown.

The frown didn't last long, as she placed her hand on my upper thigh.

The other girls began talking about something else, and Natasha took the opportunity to begin moving her hand further up and under my dress.

"What are you doing?" I discreetly whispered to her, worried she might try something.

"Testing out your acting skills. If we're gonna work together I need to make sure you know how to keep a straight face."

"What are you talking ab-" I was cut of by a gasp that I released as she slid her hand over my panties and cupped my center.

One of her friends looked at me concerned, so I flashed her a smile. She went back to the other conversation.

"Natasha I swear to god," I shot her a menacing look, which apparently only encouraged her to go further.

She began rubbing her thumb up and down over my covered folds, causing me to grip the booth with my hands. Someone's going to catch us.

She slid my underwear to the side, and ran a finger through my now soaked folds. I shot up in response. Everyone looked at me.

"I'm going to the bathroom," I quickly said, before scooting out of the booth and running to the women's room. I could hear someone following me.

Luckily the bathroom was empty, that is until Natasha walked in after me.

"You can't do that to me in public," I said to her.

"We're not in public anymore," she said, motioning to the empty stall at the back of the small room.

I grabbed her hand and dragged her in, locking the door before passionately pressing my lips on hers. She aggressively pushed me up against the wall, and wasted no time reaching up my dress and lowering my panties, before continuing where she left off at the table.

I let out a few muffled moans, not wanting anyone to hear us.

She kept teasing my entrance, and I was going insane.

"Fuck me," I whispered in her ear. That was enough to incite her to push two fingers into me, knowing exactly what motions to make to send me over the edge.

It didn't take long for me to reach my climax.

"I'm coming," I said in a high pitched voice, through gasps.

"Shhh. Show, don't tell."

Those words were enough to make me cum hard on her fingers. She helped me ride out my orgasm, before taking out her fingers and bringing them to my mouth. I sucked on them seductively, and she bit her lip.

"Let's get out of here before they start to suspect anything."

And just like that, she left the stall, and went back to the table.

Damn you, Natasha...