It had taken Wally only a few moments to get back to Linda's apartment, she was left reeling, blinking in order to get the blurred images of the world racing past out of her head. Everything had happened so fast. But that's how Wally operated, everything had to be going at a breakneck pace with him, even things that should have taken time, like an actual conversation about where their relationship lied.
They kissed in the train, and he hadn't let go of her until he entered her apartment. The small single bedroom space that Linda had called home for two years at this point. It was hard to believe that she was considering not renewing her lease and moving to Midway City if she had gotten the job.
Now everything was held in limbo, and Linda was beginning to feel a familiar wave of anxiety hit her, but before she could start despairing, two hands landed firmly on her shoulders.
"You wanted to talk?" Wally asked her, gently spinning her around so that she was facing him.
Despite running while carrying both her and her luggage, he hadn't broken a sweat. Instead he had a healthy flushed glow, his cheeks bright.
All Linda could do was nod dumbly, her brain was still back on the train.
Wally took his hood off and ran a hand through his hair, sighing to himself before moving his hands from her shoulders to her waist, pulling Linda flush against him. She placed her hands on his chest and looked up at him, seeing the gears turning in his head as he thought of what to tell her.
"I'm an idiot. A huge dope. I've done shitty things and have been shitty to you. But, I like you. No - scratch that, I think I really like you. Like," He sighed again, but his voice was increasing in speed as he spoke, unable to keep his excitement contained. "Like some kid who has a crush but his crush is a really hot lady on TV so he knows it's not possible to even bag a chick like her but you're the hot lady on TV and I am currently bagging you. But not in the rude way in the slang way where bagging mea-"
Linda brought her hand up to cover his mouth, mostly to stop him from digging a deeper hole for himself. She fought back a laugh before realizing it would probably bruise his ego a bit to laugh at him mid-confession. "Wally, I know you're an idiot. But you're an idiot in the endearing way, not in the annoying way. I was actually hoping you would call or something when I got to Midway, but… you coming to get me like that? It really showed me how you feel."
Wally's eye's widened, and despite her hand covering his mouth, she felt his smile grow. Before she could say anything else, she felt something warm and wet against her palm.
"Hey!" Linda exclaimed, pulling her hand back and seeing that he had brazenly licked her palm.
Wally barked out a laugh, leaning in to kiss her forehead. "I know you probably want to take this slow, but can I just say you look gorgeous right now? And that we're alone in your apartment?" He gradually moved his head down to her neck, where he nuzzled against her skin, leaving open mouthed kisses against the exposed area.
It sent a shiver down Linda's spine, and she inadvertently leaned into him, enjoying how warm he felt. They stood there for a moment, with Wally finally deciding to take things up a notch by lightly nipping at the soft skin of her neck, which made Linda squeak in response.
He pulled away, running a hand through her windswept waves and gently cradling her face. Linda raised an eyebrow, it didn't take the journalist within her to know that he was insinuating something more. "I know that we're due to talk about everything but, I think that can wait just a bit." Linda told him, running her hand up the back of his suit to try and find a zipper or any sort of clasp. It had been a long while since she had even thought of a man in a sexual manner, much less acted upon her impulses. But the world had decided to plop an attractive and willing man right in front of her.
A man that was currently trying not to make the fact he was rubbing his clothed erection against her extremely obvious.
Disappointed at not being able to find the zipper, Linda placed her hand's on Wally's bright red cheeks and brought him down for a kiss, where she pulled at his bottom lip between her teeth. "We'll have plenty of time to talk later." She told him, her voice quiet.
Wally looked at her through half-lidded eyes, entranced by the way she pressed into him. He needed to get out of his costume and into her bed. Preferably with her joining him.
It would take him .2 seconds to get them both undressed and in the bedroom, which was how he preferred to do things like this in the past. But he wanted Linda to lead them, they were in her space after all.
"Yeah. Talk. Whatever that means. This is probably embarrassing to admit but I've been dreaming about this for years." Wally muttered, leaning in to kiss her and pulling her away from the entrance to the apartment. Linda allowed herself to be led away, the two of them breaking precious contact for just long enough to move from where they had been standing.
"Really?" Linda replied, looking as if she didn't believe him. Because in reality, she didn't.
Maybe it was because she was used to being a novelty, the token Asian on a Midwestern TV news network, sure she received letters (most of them unwanted and fodder for the shredder) but men tended to avoid her unless they were working with her. Because once she opened her mouth they realized she wouldn't let them walk all over her. Wally was no exception. If anything, she had been especially nasty with him over the years. When they had first met she wrote him off as a lug-headed playboy, where riches and superpowers went to his head. But as he matured, she realized that it wouldn't be fair to him to continue her antagonistic endeavor.
Their friendship had bloomed from that, and Linda realized that she was actually developing a bit of a crush on him. Too afraid to say anything in case it was unwanted.
But in this moment, she knew that couldn't be further from the truth.
Wally looked at her like she had grown two heads, "Uh, yeah. You're hot. I've always thought you were hot. Well. Cute. You were cute when we first met but now you're hot. To be honest I had dreams where you'd call me a shithead… those were the best."
Linda laughed at him, finally letting out a huge belly laugh she didn't even know was possible. As she calmed herself down she took her coat off, throwing it on the back of her desk chair. He joined in her laughter, moving to sit on the edge of her bed, bouncing his leg at a million miles per hour as he watched her take off her earrings and shoes.
Sitting seemed to make him too restless, and he jumped up and began unbuttoning her blouse. "You laugh but I'm not joking. I always felt drawn to you, maybe because you treated me like a normal guy. Or maybe because you had the balls to be mean to a superhero."
Linda grabbed onto his wrists in order to stop him. He had unbuttoned the top few buttons of her shirt, revealing her bra. A simple, light colored wireless one she wore because she thought she'd be traveling all day. Wally looked up, confused by why she'd stop him.
"I'm not going to be naked while you're here dressed up in red spandex. Costume, and more importantly, shoes off. I should have stopped you when we came in." Linda shook her head and sighed, unable to believe she had been swept up in everything to the point where she forgot to enforce the golden rule of her apartment.
Wally looked down at himself, like he didn't even register that he was wearing anything. His face turned a soft pink, highlighting the freckles that were dotted across his nose and cheeks.
"Sorry." He muttered, before disrobing so quick Linda didn't even register it before she noticed he was clad in nothing but tight boxer briefs. The kind that left nothing up to the imagination.
He must have noticed her bewildered expression, because the blush on his cheeks darkened and spread down to his chest and shoulders. "Oh uh, they help with chafing."
Linda smiled and stepped into him, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Nevermind that. Fill me in on these dreams you have."
"Gladly." He replied, going from shy to cocky within the span of a few moments. His hands worked fast as he finished unbuttoning her blouse and undoing the clasp of her pants, pulling her clothes off so that the two of them were left only in their underwear.
Wally pulled her towards the bed, making her sit down as he leaned over her, bringing their faces together so that he could open her mouth and kiss her. Running his tongue over her own and grasping at her breast.
She used this opportunity to run her hands down his torso, feeling how warm his skin was and tracing the lines of his muscles.
Unlike the previous Flash, Wally was bulkier, his waist wasn't as thin and he held more muscle mass. It's not that she minded how fit he was, but it did feel nice to get up close and personal with the fastest man alive.
Her hand finally met the front of his boxers, where she felt the swell of his erection and rubbed the butt of her palm against it, causing Wally to break their kiss and let out a groan.
From what she had felt, it was obvious Wally was big, and for a moment she wondered if it messed with his aerodynamics while running.
The thought was banished from her mind when she felt her bra become unclasped and pulled off. With her breasts freed Wally sighed looked down at her, seemingly taking in as much of the sight as he could.
"Scoot back so you're laying against the pillows." He told her, and she obliged, leaning against her pillows on her unmade bed, propped up by her elbows so she could watch him as he freed himself from his boxers, his cock bouncing straight back up and hitting him in the abdomen, the head already weeping precum and peeking from under his foreskin.
Linda found herself flushing hard as she watched him climb up towards her and wrap his arms around her bare back, pulling her in for a deep, desperate kiss.
One hand went back to her breast, where he rolled her hardened nipple between his thumb and forefinger, sending little waves of pleasure down Linda's spine and making her writhe against him.
His knee was pressed right between her legs, and she felt him rub his erection against her stomach, his hips moving on their own as he sucked on her tongue and held her down onto the bed.
Finally, they broke for air, and Linda took this as an opportunity to take two handfuls of his backside, causing Wally to make a very unsexy noise.
"Did I ever tell you that you had a cute butt?" Linda said, looking up at him while he regained his composure.
"No? But you're more than welcome to. All the time actually." Wally replied, feeling flattered that she had even noticed. But it was a nice feeling.
He began to shift so he was between her legs, but Linda stopped him for a moment to remove her own underwear, awkwardly raising her butt off the bed so she could shimmy her panties off and kick them away to some other part of the room.
Now he could fully press against her, rubbing his shaft against her lower lips, thinking that if he died now, he'd die happy.
"So about those dreams…" Linda began, keeping one hand on his butt and bringing another up to run over his abs.
Wally snapped out of his stupor, feeling his blush deepen. "Oh, yeah. Uh… well. It was just kind of like this, but you said I was doing good." Admitting this to her made him feel like an absolute idiot. Almost every woman he had ever been with said he was good, but it always felt sort of shallow.
He knew Linda didn't have the capacity to be shallow, so maybe that's why he wanted to hear her say it.
For a short moment Wally was afraid she would laugh at him, but instead she just smiled and kissed his jaw. "You are already doing good. But I think you can do better." She whispered, the final part clearly being a challenge, and if she knew Wally as well as she did, she would know he hated backing away from a challenge.
"Yeah? How much better? Anything specific?" He asked, feeling his blood begin to heat up at her provoking him.
Linda ground her hips against him and sighed, "You could start by getting inside me, though I probably should have grabbed you a condom from th-"
She didn't even have to finish her sentence, Wally immediately found the condoms in her bedside table, fighting back the small feeling of jealousy at finding them in the first place. But that was something to unpack later. He was back on top of her in a second flat.
Blinking, Linda clicked her tongue and continued. "Just do what you would normally do, I trust you enough with that."
Wally nodded, he could do that. He could do that and more. But right now he really wanted to turn off his brain and get right into the thick of things. "Anything for you."
Angling himself up, he didn't even wait for the go-ahead before beginning to press into her, she was tight but slick enough for there to be no friction, Linda encouraged him by wrapping her legs around his waist and gripping his back tightly. "G-god, it's been a long while…" She muttered, shutting her eyes tightly and focusing on the building pressure inside her. The way Wally's cock pressed into her was almost making her lose her cool. She couldn't even remember the last time something like this had felt so satisfying.
"How slow do you need me to go?" He asked her, his breath hot against her ear. Wally finally stopped around a third of the way in, letting her take her time to adjust if needed. Despite now impatient he was, he would wait for however long she needed.
Linda shook her head and met his eyes, the sides of her eyes crinkling as she smiled. "You can move. You're doing a great job."
He smiled in return, kissing the tip of her nose and pulling out at an agonizingly slow pace. She sighed and shuddered again. Wally began to move, only speeding up just a tiny bit so that he could find a consistent rhythm. From the noises Linda made, he assumed it was the right call.
The pace had gone from slow and sensual, to almost unbearable. Linda loved how considerate he was being, but now that she was used to how he felt, she craved something more. So in a brave move, she lightly swatted his butt, causing Wally to jump slightly. "You can start to pick up the pace now, actually, go short of going all out." She commanded, which made Wally look down at her with wide eyes.
The harsh tone she took on was very attractive, and he wasn't going to start complaining about getting hit on the ass. He didn't even reply, instead he listened and picked up the pace, finally bottoming out inside her, with his balls beginning to slap noisily against her.
The sounds were extremely erotic to him, especially mixed with her breathless moans and words of encouragement. Linda threw her head back against her pillows, leaving her neck fully open for him to attack with hot open mouthed kisses and nibbles. He sucked hard at her pulse point, just far enough down so she could hide it under a high collared shirt. The way the color bloomed under her fawn skin was beautiful, and it filled him with a desire to make her react like this more often.
Linda's manicured nails dug into his back, leaving marks in their wake as she held on for dear life. Wally rocked her into the bed frame, and Linda felt as if he was the only thing she could hold onto in order to feel somewhat anchored in the midst of their lovemaking.
With how tight her inner walls were around him, and how she gripped tightly onto his ass, Wally wasn't going to be able to last as long as he liked. But that was fine, he could recover quickly. Removing himself from her neck he brought his lips back up to her ear, cradling her head in one of his hands. "How close are you?" He asked, his voice husky from exertion.
Linda gasped and nodded, her grip on him tightening. "Close - I'm close, just… touch my clit, please." She whined out, the commanding tone earlier having been completely rocked out of her.
He smiled and did as he was asked, using his thumb to rub slow circles over the nub of nerves, mixed with the fast pace he was going, it made for almost torturous simulation. Linda's core muscles grew taught, and her thighs flexed, signaling that she was on the edge.
But Wally beat her to the punch, not even realizing how fast his orgasm crept up on him until he was suddenly shuddering and twitching, stopping after a few shaky thrusts. He continued to touch Linda, not stopping until she also came, her entire body going stiff for a short moment until she ultimately relaxed under him.
The two of them were left breathing heavily, with Wally not wanting to pull out just yet, and Linda leaning her head against his bicep.
"That was nice." She muttered, her eyes were half open and it seemed like she was about to fall asleep.
Wally pulled out of her, quickly disposing of the condom and rolling next to her, bringing her close so that she could rest her head on his collarbone.
"Nice is an understatement I think." He replied, running his hand through her hair, working out the knots that he had caused on the run back. Linda smiled in response, snuggling closer to him. "We still have to talk, but I think the adrenaline finally ran out… I'm exhausted."
He hummed, patting her shoulder. "Yeah I get it. I'm starving. Do you mind if I raid your pantry? I'll pay you back tenfold. You take a quick nap, then we can talk."
Linda nodded, "Yeah, yeah, screw me then eat all my snacks. If you even think about leaving I'll take the late train to Midway."
Wally opened his mouth, then closed it. He wouldn't dream of leaving, especially after everything that had happened. "I don't plan on it. Promise." He told her, leaning in to kiss her forehead before getting up and cleaning up the mess they made. And finding Linda a new pair of underwear and a t-shirt to wear. He tossed them to her and she caught the clothes, looking down and smiling.
"Then sure. Eat what you want, do you want to get back into bed with me?"
"Duh! Let me get my boxers back on. You get comfortable!" Wally kissed her again before rushing off to the kitchen, finding a bag of half eaten prawn crackers and scarfing down three granola bars. He was back in bed in no time, having to stop himself from jumping right in.
Linda was dozing, she had put on the t-shirt and panties and snuggled up under the throw blanket. Her eyes were closed and Wally took the opportunity to look at her.
He saw her almost every day, on TV and in person, but he never really got this close. She really was beautiful. She almost reminded him of royalty, with sharp features and a 'take-no-shit' attitude. Wally rolled onto his side to pull her close, letting her get comfortable against his body.
"I'd like to say we're dating now." He said. To which Linda nodded in agreement.
"Yep. It's actually kind of nice being able to call someone I've liked for a while my boyfriend." She replied, finally opening her eyes and meeting his own.
Wally swallowed a lump in his throat, "You liked me too?"
"Of course I did dummy! I wouldn't have let you carry me away like that if I didn't! Besides, you've really grown up, and that's attractive to me. I've always thought you were hot, but now you're hot and more responsible. What else can a girl ask for?"
A huge smile spread across Wally's lips, and he pulled her tightly into his arms, almost crushing Linda against his chest. "You're stuck with me now, I hope you know this."
Her voice was muffled against his bare chest, "Stuck isn't the word I'd use but sure. Though right now I'm really feeling stuck."
She pried herself free and laughed, with Wally joining along. He didn't know how to explain how he was feeling. But it was like everything had just fallen into place. Like this was how things were supposed to be.
Linda leaned her head on his bicep again, smiling after her laughter died down. She didn't exactly know how all of this came to be, but she felt happy. It had to be a sign of good things to come.
Going over when I’ve started a scheduled reading comics, I’m behind and more behind on saving these panels somewhere else. I was surprised but found I honestly love the Flash 1987 series more than anything
