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ofcoldguns:
“Well just let me know if you need anything. The CCPD has my full support,” he said, offering a supportive smile and placing a hand on his shoulder. He loved this city and would do what he could to keep it’s inhabitants safe. “Anything else you need me to look at or approve?”
“Of course.” Barry smiled, sighing quietly. He really wanted this to be over, he really wanted to have this sorted. He had so much to be doing and this was setting him back from his other work. He shook his head. “Oh, no - no, that’s everything. Did you need anything from me?”
ofcoldguns:
“No I’m very talented at winding people up, some would say that’s the problem,” he pointed out as she finished up and placed a bandage over the wound and he let his shirt fall over the injury once more. “Guess I’m just not used to having someone else do it for me.” At least someone who wasn’t Lisa or Mick.
“You might be but she’s got more patience than you could ever imagine.” She’s put up with him for all these years and she’s dealt with so much drama, she has more patience than most people realise. He smiles softly. “Well, now you have people that will take care of you.” He nods, watching the shirt fall over his injury.
goldenfatale:
Those arms of his wrap tighter, pulling her flush to him and Lisa moans, the sound slipping from her lips with desire. “Barr-…” It trails, like her kisses do along the line of his jaw. Fingers thread up, teasing along the short length of his hair at the back of his head. It’s tactile and she just wants to sink into him.
It’s different then any one night stand she’s had before. It’s becoming.. familiar. Not just leaving clothes on the floor to pick up in the early hours of the morning before sunlight touches the skies and slipping out on bare feet with boots in hand. This feels.. different.
It’s instinctive, he wants to keep her close to his body, he wants to hold her for as long as she’ll let him. Because this kind of thing doesn’t really happen, this kind of thing should be considered taboo because it’s soft and affectionate and that’s not really been their kind of thing. Their kind of thing is usually late nights and early mornings.
He smiles softly and turns his head to press a soft kiss to her cheek, then to the corner of her mouth and finally to her lips - properly. He kisses her, softly and passionate and long. His arms are wrapped tight around her waist, holding her in while he kisses her, cheeks flushed.
goldenfatale:
“Then come and claim me.” Lisa breathed, her hands smoothing down along his chest to rest at his hips. A subtle encouragement to push in. To give them both what they so easily need. “Otherwise I’m going to have to put you on your back…” Arching up, her lips brush along the shell of his ear, “… and ride you.”
He would look so very good beneath her, and she knows it. It’s how all this started after all.
Her hands run down to his hips, encouraging him forward and he wants, so badly, to move. He wants to push in and he wants to feel her and he wants to give her what she wants. He wants to make her feel good. He lets out a soft moan when her lips brush along his ear.
Oh. Well. That sounds kind of good, actually. His hand wraps around the base of his cock and he gently, lightly, teases the head up and down her folds - still not pushing in.
kiissme:
“Mmm — no, not acceptin’ that. My ego is strong, you can’t fight it. I will always be in someone’s league unless under really spectacular circumstances.” Of which she would only accept as a last resort and not a moment sooner. Just how she rolled. “Yeah, well,” she started, looking over at him as they walked. “I don’t find you annoyin’. Or think you a nerd. Geek. And I’m generally one to talk too much — which is probably why I got into writin’ in the first place. All words. All ‘bout gettin’ your voice out there to the masses and hopin’ someone’s listenin’. That sorta thing. Not gonna fault someone for bein’ passionate ‘bout something. I mean. That’s life, isn’t it? Bein’ passionate ‘bout what you do or what drives you.” Even if that meant the passion one could have of fried potato in all its forms — like fries. She couldn’t help but let out a laugh at his reaction to milkshakes being a factor. “I know! It sounds weird and when someone first told me ‘bout it I thought they were mad, but… Honestly… Not bad. We should get milkshakes — either to try it out again or just… Y’know. Milkshakes.” Had she mentioned she was starving? It was definitely showing. “Oh! We’re here, ready to show off those eatin’ skills, Barry Allen?”
“Mm. Then I guess you’re just going to have to accept your fate when I inevitably take you down.” Because apparently they were getting incredibly competitive over eating which was definitely a thing in the world but Barry never thought he’d end up being that person but she’d started this. She’d started the challenge and he was going to accept it and take her down, with ease. “Oh, I’m one hundred percent a nerd, and a geek. I’m not going to deny that, not ever.” He laughed softly. He’d always been classed as a nerd, as a geek, ever since he was young, because he was always into science things, always had been and he always would be. There’s a small smile that pulls at his lips when she speaks, because she clearly has a lot of passion and it’s all genuine. He likes that. She seems like an incredibly good person and he likes that, he’s always been drawn towards the kinder people the kind of people that had so much enthusiasm that it was practically bursting out of them. Barry smiled softly, nodding his head. “Alright, we can do that.” He laughed, ever so quietly. “I was born ready.”
starter call .
not canon compliant / not following the crisis storyline just yet.
ofcoldguns:
“Haven’t you heard? I’m a criminal, I don’t do nice,” he growled, kissing him hard briefly before trailing kisses down his jaw and to his neck, nipping and sucking at the pulse point. “You’re going to have to try much harder if you want to get me to beg,” he rasped into his ear, gently and teasingly squeezing him over his jeans.
“Mm. There’s always a first for everything.” Barry murmured with a soft groan, tongue gently dragging across Len’s lower lip just before he pulled away. His head tilted slightly, hips pressing into the hand with another soft moan. “Mmh. Maybe I will. Maybe you’ll be surprised by what I’m capable of.” Barry groaned softly, pressing his hips forward into the hand.
ofcoldguns:
Len’s gaze flicks down to his lips almost like second nature for a second before snapping up, heart beating quickly against his chest. His mind straying to possible ways this situation could play out before forcing himself to focus. “Something simple, maybe a jewelry store,” he mused, the hand on his chest sliding up to rest on the wall next to Barry’s head while the other came up to rest on the other side, caging him in.
His hands are itching by his sides, desperate to move - desperate to touch. Because he wants to touch but he knows that if he does, he might end up scaring Len off. And he doesn’t want that. This is the closest they’ve gotten in quite some time and he’s kind of missed the closeness. But Len’s hand moves from his chest to rest against the wall and he breathes out slowly, meeting Len’s eyes - then flickering down to his lips. “Oh yeah? That is pretty slow.”
ofheatguns:
( sms ) damn right. ( sms ) just checking on you
( sms ) i know you are ( sms ) i appreciate it. ( sms ) more than you know.
goldenfatale:
Curling up in his lap, both legs on one side and her hands cradling his jawline, Lisa sighs pleasantly into the kiss. Her own tongue sliding against his, tasting and teasing. He really is a good kisser, and Lisa sucks lightly on his bottom lip before gently nipping.
She really could spend the night wrapped up in him, leisurely making out on his couch and exploring each other. Finding out what spots making him get breathless and others that made him vocal.
This is actually really, really nice. Lisa is settled comfortably on his lap and they’re just... kissing. Exploring each other. It’s incredibly nice and Barry isn’t sure he ever wants this moment to end. If he could freeze them in this moment forever, he might have. But he can’t, so he doesn’t.
She sucks at his lower lip and a shaky whine rumbles in the back of his throat and he breathes out through his nose, cheeks warming up a little. His arms tighten around her waist, holding her as close as he can to her body without actually suffocating the both of them or making her uncomfortable. “Lis...”
goldenfatale:
Turns out Barry Allen is a bit of a tease. And that only makes her want him more.
Her knees brush against his hips, and Lisa reaches up to caress along the back of his neck. “I want you…” She sighed into the kiss, fingers threading up through his hair. Core throbbing with want, and slick with arousal, Lisa can’t imagine anything else she wants more in this moment then to feel him. To have him make her cum, and if she’s lucky.. maybe more then once.
“Question is, do you want me, Barry?” It was a soft tease, followed by a nip to his bottom lip, and Lisa opened her eyes, meeting his gaze.
It’s not so much teasing as it is double checking that this is actually what she wants. He wants to make sure that she really, really, wants this. If she’d said no, he would have stopped immediately and he would have made sure that she was okay. But so far, so good. She’s confirming that she does want him and it makes his cheeks turn a little redder.
Everything she does is sultry, it’s slow and teasing and it’s purposeful. He sucks in a slow breath and rubs his nose against hers, slowly rocking his hips - teasing up against her. Not quite pushing in, not quite giving either of them the friction they want.
“I do.” He’s throbbing and he wants, so so badly. He wants her so badly. “I really want you, Lisa-”
fatalheat:
Of course he knew it. That was the point in taking it. Like how Len had once painted a picture to him of stealing through time. Taking the Mona Lisa right off DaVinci’s easel. It was enticing.
Mick snorted, “What, you gunna steal for me Flash?” He doubted the hero would actually find any of Mick’s requests reasonable.
“It’s not stealing. It’s a compromise. To stop you from stealing something that is actually priceless.” Because he was... so tired. He just wanted one day. One day of peace where nothing went wrong, where nothing was out of the ordinary. But like every other day up until this point, it just ... wasn’t going to happen. As much as he wished it would.
preciousporcelain:
“What earth?” Kurt blinked quickly, licking his bottom lip as he tried to wrap his brain around this whole idea. Okay, yes, he actually had no idea where he was right now.. but he’d figured he must’ve had too much to drink the night before. And when he’d seen this face, he though.. well, that Sebastian must’ve kidnapped taken him home. God he hoped they hadn’t had sex.
“I can’t even begin to understand what you’re on about. Sebastian, I swear to Gaga-” He sighed in frustration.
“I’m gonna tell you again - my name is not Sebastian. It’s Barry. Barry Allen.” Maybe that was the name of an alter ego of his from a different Earth. From whatever Earth this guy had come from. But Barry had no idea how he’d gotten here and he didn’t really look like a villain (but when did they ever look like one? They pretended, they acted, until they were under your skin and then they strike). He sighs, rubbing his forehead. “I really don’t know who you’re talking about.”
ofcoldguns:
( sms ) Unless you plan on springing me. ( sms ) Not really. Not from my perspective. ( sms ) Aren’t you sweet.
( sms ) I’m very sweet ;) ( sms ) You should know this by now! ( sms ) Hey, I’m not cruel!
wildthiiing:
“If I had nothing, I could do whatever I wanted.” Instead he’d been stuck in the basement counting things that surely hadn’t changed amounts since the last inventory check. “That sounds like you’ll have more work to do later then or will someone else recheck for better prints?”
“I guess that’s true, but it’s still better than being left to your own devices.” Barry pointed out with a little smile, shoulders rolling slightly as he settled for a moment. “Mm. Yeah. I’ll have to recheck for better prints at a later date but right now, I can just relax.”