(A/N): My First Rampart X Wattson Fanfic! Enjoy!
"Ha-ha! I wish you tried something from Elliot's bar! Why don't you wanna' drink? Too much of a goody-goody?" Ramya laughed while being helped to the back of Paradise Longue by Natalie.
"I don't really like drinking. Some of it tastes weird." Natalie giggled, opening the door to Ramya's little shop. "You shouldn't have drunk too much as well, Ramya. Will you be alright?"
Ramya giggled at Natalie's question.
"I'll be fine. Very fine. Extremely fine. Just peachy…" She answered, pulling away to sit down on her rolling stool by her workshop desk and did a little spin. Ramya giggled.
Natalie giggled with her. She always thought Ramya was full of life even when she's drunk.
"Well, I'm going back into the bar with the others. Just text -"
"You're leaving me alone?" Ramya asked, interrupting Natalie. "Let me show off my babies! I don't think you've seen anything in my shop besides beautiful Sheila, yeah?"
Ramya didn't even wait for an answer, hoping off the stool, and looked around the room. She suddenly belched as she pulled out an LMG, almost the size of the Devotion back in the Games.
"Still a prototype, but I can tell it's going to do a lot of damage," Ramya explained before giving the gun a kiss.
Natalie giggled, stepping up towards Ramya and her gun.
"Cool. Are you going to give this to the Games?" She asked the mechanic.
"Only if they pay me for it!" Ramya grinned as she set the LMG back down and focused back on Natalie. She looked her up and down with narrow, drunk eyes.
Natalie smiled.
"Of course. It is your prototype after all. Do you only make L.M.G. guns?" She asked while taking off her gloves and pulling back her head cover, revealing her blond pixie cut. Then, she removed her jacket before setting it down with the gloves on a table nearby.
"Nah. Only being able to make a single type of gun doesn't get ya' a shop. Gotta' know your stuff. Like how you know electricity like the back of your hands, right?" Ramya grinned as she crossed her arms.
Natalie blushed, looking down at her jacket.
Rayma softly laughed, feeling her cheeks burn.
"Sorry. Didn't mean to embarrass you." She apologized.
"No. You're fine. Didn't know anyone knew my quotes by heart like that."
"Well, you seem to have forgotten that I watched you all play before I was invited, so I know a quote or two...maybe five…"
Natalie bit her lip, smirking at Rayma as she fiddled with her fingers. Rayma noticed her silence and chuckled.
"What?" Rayma asked, grinning.
Natalie stepped up to her and kissed her, gently and politely. Ramya didn't expect the kiss and wasn't kissing back due to shock. Natalie was completely red, avoiding eye contact.
"Sorry. I should have asked before kissing you. You're just really funny...and sweet." Natalie apologized.
"Really?" Ramya asked her, still recovering from the kiss.
Natalie nodded with an embarrassed smile. Ramya stepped forward, cupping Natalie's face, and kissed her back. Natalie released a soft moan from her throat, grabbing hold of one of Ramya's wrists. The mechanic slips a tongue into Natalie's mouth while gently pushing her up against the table beside them.
"Ramya…" Natalie gasped through the kiss and Ramya instantly paused herself.
"Going too fast?" Ramya asked.
"N-no. I like this." Natalie answered before kissing her again. They both moaned to the fresh kiss.
Ramya begins to unzip Natalie's suit and helps her pull it down to her knees.
"Let's make this quick, yeah? Don't want Witt screaming like a baby girl when he finds us." Ramya chuckled, before noticing the blue undergarment was literally a one-piece suit like a bathing suit. "Woah, Nat…"
Ramya leans forward to kiss Natalie's inner thigh, making her gasp with delight. Natalie tried to open her legs further, but because her suit was hooked at her knees, Ramya had full control.
The mechanic licked her lips as she hooked her finger underneath the cloth that was blocking Natalie's crotch but paused right that moment to look up at Natalie again.
"You're fine with this, right?" Ramya asked again and Natalie nodded with flushed cheeks.
Ramya looked back down between Natalie's legs and pulled the cloth aside, leaning forward. Natalie bit her lip, feeling Ramya's finger brushing over her lips as she pulled back her clothes.