Work Text:
The Halloween party was in full swing.
The event hall your friends had rented was brimming with people, although you wouldn’t exactly describe it as a rager considering the crowd. Most of the people that had been invited were coworkers of your friends. You didn’t want to judge but office clerks, bank tellers, and accountants didn’t make for a super lively crowd, the people milling around with an awkward drink in their hand and half assed costumes seemed to prove your point.
It was kind of boring honestly. Your eyes scanned the crowd to find a familiar face or two but it seemed like your friends had broken off to suck up to their managers or gossip about work drama. After trying and failing to start a conversation with some of the other party goers you resigned yourself to leaning against the wall and nursing a drink until it was late enough to make your exit without being rude.
Truthfully you had been dragged here under false pretenses; for about two weeks leading up to Halloween your friends had been badgering you to come with hints of free beer and food. After their begging hadn’t worked they started to casually mention one of their coworkers they wanted to set you up with. The promise of a potential date, or hookup even, had finally caught your attention.
So imagine the look on your face when, much to your chagrin, one of your friends had bashfully explained that their coworker ‘hadn’t been feeling well’ and would be sitting this one out.
If you had to guess you’d bet that this coworker didn’t exist, but still you tried to be a good sport and stay at the party for a couple of hours. Which was easier said than done.
At this rate you weren’t sure you could hold on much longer, whoever was in charge of playing the music was just as boring as the crowd too. It was getting to the point where you were debating faking illness or emergency to escape without hurting your friend’s feelings.
Just when you were conjuring up the best excuse to leave, you noticed a new small group of people enter the room. You really only noticed because they looked so out of place, like they were scare actors at a haunted house or something instead of an average office worker.
The only man in the group was wearing a hoodie and a weird black mask covering his face, when you focused you saw that there was a frowning face painted or sewn onto it. One of the women standing next to him was tall and had long brown hair, at first it didn’t look like she was wearing a costume but then you noticed that she was wearing something over one of her eyes. The third person in the group, you were pretty sure they were female, was wearing a white hoodie and had a freaky mask on.
Your eyes tracked them as they stood at the entrance, after what looked like a brief conversation between the trio they all broke off into the crowd.
None of them looked familiar, and you were positive that if you had seen the tall angry looking brunette before you would’ve remembered her. Even though she looked frustrated she was a total knockout; tall with a lithe figure, even though her well sculpted face was set in anger at the moment her sharp features were attractive. They all seemed a little too rugged to mix in with this crowd, not to mention that they weren’t wearing the standard cat ears or cheesy Halloween shirts the other guests had opted for.
Trying to be casual you slowly followed the tall woman’s movements, staying parallel to her against the wall as you watched her search through the faces in the crowd. She must’ve been looking for someone since she didn’t stop to talk with anyone.
Natalie had been pissed that she was sent out on a mission on Halloween. She had been partnered with Brian and Kate to track down a loose end that would supposedly be at this event. Although she wouldn’t really call this a party, most of these assholes just stood around talking to each other and the music they were playing wasn’t even that good. Kate returned her unimpressed look as they dispersed through the crowd to search for the mark.
She resisted the urge to start elbowing through the crowd since she was already catching side glances from the attendees. The deeper into the party she got the more obvious it became that you were watching her. No way you were law enforcement, maybe just an over curious bystander that didn’t have anything better to do since you were standing alone.
Frustrated that she wasn’t making any progress she decided that she was going to approach you and see what all of the staring was about.
When you saw the brunette suddenly turn on her heel and head straight for you there was an actual pang of fear running through your chest. She looked so mad you had hoped your obvious gawking hadn’t upset her.
As she got closer you finally got a better look at her face, part of her costume seemed to be a clock face nestled in over one of her eyes. She must’ve been going for a steampunk look or something, but the casual jacket and jeans seemed lackluster in comparison.
There was no more time to analyze her costume when she stopped in front of you, seemingly sizing you up.
Deciding to make the first move you asked, “Are you looking for someone?”
The brunette seemed a little surprised that you spoke first, her one uncovered green eyes scanning you up and down before she spoke.
“Yeah… have you seen Jerry around tonight?” Her voice was a little rough and guarded.
Pausing you thought for a minute, you couldn’t recall meeting anyone named Jerry, you hoped that that wasn’t her boyfriend.
“No, I haven’t. But this is really more my friend’s party, I can go ask her if he’s around if you want.” You offered, hoping that she would stick around if you went to ask.
She looked only slightly less pissed but said, “Nah, I’m sure he’ll turn up eventually.”
Not wanting her to turn back into the crowd you quickly interjected and still looking at her eye, “Hey that’s a really cool prosthetic, where did you get it from?”
She grinned like you had said something funny, “Thanks, I made it myself.” She lightly tapped it for effect, with how close you were now it almost looked like it was actually embedded in her eye socket.
The brunette gave you a skeptical sidelong glance before adding, “I’m Natalie by the way.”
Realizing you hadn’t even introduced yourself you told her your name, suddenly a little flustered at your rudeness.
“Sorry, this party is just so boring I think my brain was on sleep mode or something,” You lamely offered.
Natalie let out a gruff laugh, “Yeah, this party does suck. I was hoping to spend my Halloween night doing something a little more exciting. So what, you’re here with your boyfriend or something?”
The question caught you off guard, but you still answered, “No I’m flying solo tonight, my friends were supposed to set me up with someone but I’m starting to think that was just a rouse to get me here. Besides, most of the people here are just their coworkers from the office.”
“So a shitty party and shitty friends, well that makes me feel better about how my night is going,” Natalie wheedled you, a grin twitching at the corner of her lips.
“Gee, thanks. Glad I could help lift your mood,” You responded dryly but also fought to hide your own grin.
Seeing that you weren’t angry she suddenly changed the topic, asking, “What are you even dressed up as then?”
Your costume definitely wasn’t anything special, it was low effort. But that didn’t stop the answer that came out of your mouth before you could stop it, much to your embarrassed horror.
“Your hot date.”
As soon as the words left your mouth you wanted to put your palm through your head, it was corny and unimaginative at best, and desperate with a side of hopelessness at worst. But mercifully it seemed like your answer was so absurd that it got a genuine bark laugh out of her. Her answering grin slightly stretched out some of the scars on her cheeks, making you feel a little flustered.
“Cute. Try not to get yourself into too much trouble tonight doll face,” Natalie gave you a sly look and patted you on the shoulder before she turned away.
You wanted to stop her but out of the corner of your eye you saw one of your friends, Beth, walking towards you frantically.
“Hey,” Beth caught your arm, totally oblivious to the conversation happening as she asked with obvious anxiety in her voice, “Can you run into the supply closet and grab more napkins? I think we’re almost out.”
The was she said it made it seem like the event hall would collapse if the napkins weren’t replenished immediately. Sighing you turned back to the where the brunette had been but Natalie already disappeared into the crowd.
“Alright, the supply room is at the other end of the building right?” You asked, now feeling suddenly dejected.
She nodded before digging into her pocket, “Here’s the key, just make sure to lock the door when you’re done.”
Giving her an overdramatic salute you turned and walked towards the hallway outside of the event hall, carefully trying to maneuver through the throngs of people that stood conversing with one another. As you passed by them all you scanned through their faces, hoping you’d see Natalie or her friends, the brief interaction with the tall woman had really caught your attention. While you walked you were completely unaware of the eyes tracking your every movement through the crowd.
Kate had been watching the interaction between you and Natalie with concealed interest behind her mask as she ghosted through the crowd. Natalie hadn’t been the only one that was frustrated about being sent out tonight, their plans of bar hopping and hooking up had suddenly been put on the backburner for the evening.
However when she saw the clock eyed woman weaving through the crowd to follow you she decided to give up on the search all together. What was unfolding in front of her was far more interesting, besides, Brain was still searching for their mark.
Unaware of your audience you eventually reached the room’s exit, suddenly relieved to be in the long empty hallway.
As you walked in the direction of the supply room the sounds of the party grew muffled and distant. Soon all you could hear was the sound of your footsteps echoing off of the tile floor, the building was actually much larger than you had realized.
The supply room was right where Beth said it would be, at the end of the hall and conspicuously marked with a sign that read ‘Supply Room- Do NOT leave unlocked!’. Jingling the key ring in your hand you found the labeled key and unlocked the door.
The room took you by surprise, normally when you thought supply room you envisioned a small utility closet packed to the brim with cleaning products and paper towels. This was an actual storage space; there were large wire shelves lined against the wall with what looked like several workbenches sandwiched between them. The racks were lined with just about any cleaning or paper product you could imagine, it looked like a doomsday prepper’s wet dream.
Eyes scanning the overflowing shelves you finally located the napkins, neatly balanced hear the top of one shelf all the way in the back of the room. Thankfully there was step stool wedged in the corner that you used to try and reach them, but you still had to stretch out on your tiptoes before your fingers even touched the package.
So absorbed in trying to grab the just out of reach napkins you didn’t even hear the footsteps approaching from outside the cracked supply room door. You were just about to snatch the stubborn package when a sudden voice nearly made you fall off the step stool from surprise.
“I like the view.” Natalie announced from the open doorway.
Whipping around to look at her you responded, “You scared the shit out of me!” You placed one hand over your chest, the other gripping the shelf so that you didn’t fall from the sudden interruption.
She slid into the room, closing the door behind her and leaning against it.
“Planning on robbing the place before leaving?” She teased, still looking you up and down.
“No, apparently refilling the napkins is a matter of life or death. The host of the party sent me on a special assignment just for that,” You returned her joking tone, stepping down without said item.
“Huh, I would sure hate to interrupt your super-secret mission.” Natalie took a step forward, a mischievous glint in her eye.
“I think the napkins can wait if this is going where I think it’s going,” You boldly suggested, feeling your heart rate kick up.
Thankfully Natalie seemed to have the same idea as she moved towards you, roughly grabbing onto your belt and pulling you flush against her.
She gave you one more searing look to see if you would pull away before smashing her lips against yours. You managed to wrap your arms around her neck and lean up to reach her as she continued pushing you back, only stopping when your back was against one of the workbenches. Her kiss was overpowering, teeth catching against your lips as she pressed against you. When her mouth cracked open you slid your tongue into her mouth, indulgently sliding one hand down her arm to grope at the muscle there beneath her jacket.
A smug grunt sounded from Natalies throat as you felt her up, getting her jacket off suddenly became your single task. Thankfully she was willing to indulge you as you pulled at the lapels impatiently, shedding out of the green garment and tossing it to the floor.
Pulling back only for a moment to take in the sight of her exposed arms you flushed, admiring the way her muscles flexed as she reached to pull you back in. Her lips were back on yours when she angled her head down, tongue tracing over your lips while her hands slid below your hips to squeeze your ass.
Her hands didn’t stay there though, as soon as she got a good grip she pulled you up onto the table without warning so that you could sit with struggling to reach her. Natalie leaned into you and moved her hands onto your stomach, moving them up until she cupped both of your breasts.
The pressure felt nice, lightly sucking on her tongue as felt you up. It was the strangest thing though; you could almost swear that you heard the clock prosthetic in her face actually ticking.
She must’ve really put a lot of work into that.
Soon hands were working off your shirt that quickly joined her jacket on the floor, bra following soon after. Natalie broke the kiss to remove her own shirt, but before she move back in you leaned forward, placing hot desperate kisses on her throat.
“Is this more exciting than the party?” She rasped, craning her head back to give you more access.
“Fuck yes it is,” You breathed against her neck, placing a few tentative bites around the pulsing vein there.
Before you could leave a lasting mark Natalies hands found your thighs, spreading them apart before sliding a hand up to your belt. Her fingers just found the buckle when the sound of the door opening made you both freeze in place, her shoulders tensing as she glared towards the door.
When you saw the figure step inside you instinctively moved to cover your exposed chest from the intruder, but Natalies shoulders eased when she saw who was standing in the supply room.
“So this is where you ran off to, Brian’s going to be pissed if he finds out.” The woman’s voice was flat; you immediately recognized her from the mask she was wearing as one of the people that arrived with Natalie.
Natalie let out a disgruntled huff, hands still resting on your thighs when she said, “What I do with my time is none of his fucking business. Besides, can’t you see that I’m busy? Not sure what your excuse is Kate.”
It was starting to feel awkward as you sat there watching their exchange, the mystery woman, Kate, assessed you with her piercing eyes from behind her mask.
“Am I interrupting something?” She asked, still glaring at you.
A wicked smile crossed Natalie’s face, “What, are you jealous that I’m actually enjoying my night? I’m sure she won’t mind you joining in if you ask her nicely.”
You shot her a questioning glance, a little apprehensive at the sudden turn of events.
Kate cocked her head to the side, not being able to see her face made you uneasy since she had the air about her of a coiled snake getting ready to strike.
“And what does she say about that?” She asked, still not moving.
Both sets of eyes were on your now, leaving you a little flustered as you tried to form a response.
“Well- I mean- I’m not not interested but…” It was obvious that tripping over your words.
Natalie placed her hand under you chin, giving you look that didn’t do anything to settle your nerves, “Don’t worry, Kate will play nice. Won’t you, Kate?”
There was an uncomfortably long beat of silence from the masked woman before she answered.
“I think I can manage that.”
Now they were just waiting on you, even though the sudden change had unnerved you slightly the thought of walking back into that party alone and unsatisfied nearly made you nauseous.
“That’s fine with me… as long as you take that creepy mask off,” You said to Kate, half expecting her to lunge at you from the request.
Something like an amused chuckle reverberated from behind said scary mask as she reached to remove it.
You were glad she did too; her features were equally as rugged as Natalies, distinctly different from the crowd you had been mingling with earlier. Although her eyes were still a little unnerving, sharp and calculating, her face was nice to look at. She had several scars scattered across her face, but the way her dark hair complemented her pale features made your heart race.
Kate stepped forward and you felt Natalie back away from you, leaving you sitting on top of the workbench alone. You were about to protest until they met each other in a the middle of the room, Kate aggressively snatching Natalie by the belt and smashing her lips against the brunette’s own in a bruising kiss.
It was a mess of teeth, Natalie letting Kate take the lead as her hands clawed at her shirt. Watching them both suddenly made you painfully aware of the ache between your legs, the terrible thought suddenly struck you that they might just make you watch.
Even with Kate practically tearing at her shirt Natalie noticed the sudden displeasure on your face, grinning against the other’s woman’s lips. She nearly had to pry the other woman off of her to speak.
“Say, why don’t you and Kate get to know each other a little better while I make myself busy.” Natalie suggested, both of them turning to look at you.
Not knowing exactly what she was suggesting but agreeing anyways you nodded enthusiastically. She approached you, Kate following close behind, and motioned for you to move to the end of the table.
She started to undo your pants as Kate watched intently over her shoulder. You were starting to feel self-conscious until Natalie brought your pants down with a hard yank, now totally nude in front of the two strangers.
You saw Kate remove her white hoodie, relieved that she did when you saw the form fitting black shirt she was wearing beneath it.
“You two play nice now,” Natalie smirked before she kneeled to the edge of the table, directly in front of your sex.
It was hard not to jump when she brought her mouth to your aching cunt, running a tongue between the lips before delving it inside you. You started to move your hands to dig them into her hand when Kate snatched them with her own.
She was standing to the side of the table so that she wasn’t crowding Natalie, giving you a hungry look. Kate maintained her intensity when she leaned in and crushed her lips against yours. She wasn’t interested in taking her time as she unceremoniously shoved her tongue into your mouth and nearly overcrowding yours.
While she was doing that her hands groped at your exposed chest, rough hands tweaking your nipples and making you gasp.
Between the both of them the sensations were nearly overwhelming; Natalie’s tongue curling inside you while Kate’s seemed to be searching every corner of your mouth. You felt unbearably hot, gasping into Kate’s mouth when Natalie’s tongue moved up to trace your clit.
Kate pulled back to hear the panting gasps escaping from you, moving down to your neck to graze her teeth over the sensitive skin. You let out an embarrassingly loud moan when Kate bit down on the hollow of your throat the same time that Natalie started sucking on the sensitive nub.
Heat crawled over you when you felt both of them grin at the noise.
Natalie’s hands stayed planted on your thighs, keeping them spread apart as you squirmed so that she had full access to your weeping sex. Kate seemed devoted to the sole task of leaving as many marks as she could on your neck, hands still pawing at your chest.
The competing sensations were unbearable as your orgasm rapidly built, the searing coil between your legs starting to come undone from the relentless pace. Your hands gripped the table below you as you started to tense, both of the women pleasuring you not letting up.
Your legs started to tremble as your orgasm washed over you, gripping onto Kate’s arm suddenly as Natalie continued sucking on your oversensitive clit while warmth bloomed between your legs. Your whines filled the storage room, unable to move since they essentially caged you in against the wall.
Kate placed a hand on Natalies head, tugging her away from your center as she spoke with a rough voice, “Don’t wear her out until I’ve had my turn.”
Even after they both pulled away you stayed on the table, huffing as you came down from your release. Natalie was already taking off her pants, Kate mirroring the other woman as you gathered yourself.
As if on cue Kate sat down on the floor, stretching out and looking at the both of you expectantly.
Natalie put a hand on your shoulder, “You’ll take care of Kate, yeah?”
Blinking a few times, still a little shaky from your orgasm you simply agreed. Watching as Natalie moved to sit on Kate’s face, making it obvious where you were needed. Slowly you got off the table, praying that your legs wouldn’t give out from under you as you approached the prone woman.
You wished you could continue watching as Natalie settled onto the other woman’s face, letting out a deep groan as Kate worked her tongue against her.
You laid down on the floor so that you were eye level with her sex, wrapping your arms under her solid thighs to steady yourself. Moving passed the unruly curls of hair you nudged into her sex, dragging your tongue through her folds in short stretches.
Even though Kate’s face was muffled by Natalie’s sex judging by the way her thighs twitched around you she must’ve been enjoying it.
“Right there-” Natalie groaned, grinding her clit down on Kate’s nose as her tongue traced her entrance.
Watching with her good eye Natalie was even more aroused with the view of you eating Kate out, head buried between her legs in total focus.
Suddenly Natalie was grateful that she had been sent on the last minute mission, judging by how Kate writhed beneath her she was sure the feeling was mutual.
All you could focus on was the building slick between Kate’s thighs, trying to work your tongue in as far as you could before sliding it back up to trace her clit. Natalie grunted as her grinding became more focused and you suddenly wished you could hear Kate. She had been relatively silent during the exchange and you had a feeling that hearing her come undone would be hypnotic.
Kate surprised you by suddenly wrapping her highs around your head, keeping you firmly in place as her feet locked together on your back. The python like grip ensured that you wouldn’t let up on the pleasure you were giving her by wrapping your mouth around her clit.
“Fuck, almost there,” Natalie whined and stopped grinding so that Kate could use her tongue to bring her to her orgasm.
The sudden loud panting moans you heard made it obvious that Natalie came, shuddering over the other woman but staying in place. Kate wasn’t far behind; her thighs continued to tighten around your head and moved your tongue in focused strokes.
Even though she was silenced by Natalie the sudden jerking of her hips and rush of warm arousal coating your tongue as Kate came made you grin. It didn’t seem like she was interested in the stimulation to continue however, her vice grip like hold from her thighs suddenly releasing you and allowing you to pull away.
Wiping her arousal from your face you watched as Natalie shakily removed herself from Kate’s face, no one spoke for a stretch of time as everyone caught their breath. You weren’t sure what to say, but the sudden vibrating from your discarded pants caught your attention.
Awkwardly you reached for them, fishing your phone out from the pocket and reading the text from your friend.
‘Did you leave? I need the keys to unlock the bathroom’
“Shit,” You mumbled under your breath.
Natalie and Kate were up off the floor, picking up their respective articles of clothing.
“What’s wrong? Something happen at the party?” Natalie asked, raising an eyebrow at you.
“No, they need the keys back, I’ve gotta go,” You sighed, trying to find the corner your bra was tossed into.
“We need to go too.” Kate stated, putting her mask on and giving Natalie a sharp look.
“Well... it was nice meeting you two,” You said awkwardly, not sure what people normally say after hooking up with two strangers in a random storage room.
Kate just laughed before turning to the door, Natalie gave you a cocky grin and handed you your pants.
“You should probably put these on before going back,” She teased, following Kate back out into the hallway.
Embarrassed you put them on, not sure how you’d explain the hickies on your neck when you returned to the party. After you felt like you had made yourself look semi-presentable you also left the storage room.
Before the door closed you dug your hands into your pockets to ensure that the keys were still there. They were, but in the back pocket you felt a stray piece of paper there that definitely wasn’t in there before.
Unfolding it you could feel a blush warm your face.
‘Call me – Natalie’
Her phone number was messily scratched below the message.
You looked up in time to see Natalie grinning at you before she disappeared around the corner.
Quickly you returned to the event hall, seeing that the lackluster atmosphere hadn’t improved at all in the time you were gone. Beth saw you and quickly walked over to you, looking worried.
“Did you get the napkins?” She asked, apparently oblivious to your disheveled state.
“Fuck.”