There's another muffled groan against Barry's lips as he keeps grinding down deliciously against him, making it hard to want to stay in his pants for much longer. He's a little surprised, but mostly amused at the whoosh of air before there's a completely nude Speedster on his lap and his clothes discarded randomly on the floor. He smirks at the demand to be taken to bed, tipping his chin to give Barry access to his throat.

He'll shift his hands along the curve of each thigh to grip him tight under his backside.

"Hold on." He may not have seemed near as strong and intimidating when he was standing next to Mick, but Len isn't weak. He shows his strength, easily shifting to the edge of the couch and slowly rising with Barry wrapped around his waist. It helps that Barry isn't a big guy though.

He carries the naked speedster into his room without missing a beat, kissing him until they reach the bed and he can drop him down onto it playfully. Once his hands are free he'll undo his pants, having the same issue with skinny jeans. After a quick wiggle to get out, which he tries to do as sensually as possible without looking awkward, he'll kick them off and toss off his shirt to join his jeans. He wastes no time leaning over his lover to capture his mouth and slip in between his thighs, coaxing them apart with his hands.