Date night for @icejacking

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This was either going to go amazingly well or things were going to go skidding off the rails from the get-go. Problem was? Barry had no damn idea which way it was going to tilt. He and Len had met. Talked. Agreed that for a long time there had been something between them, something that was finally worth exploring. Something that was worth trying for.

Something that could be for just the two of them. No longer The Flash and Captain Cold but Barry and Len. God. He couldn't even think about it without grinning like an idiot.

He'd gone through his apartment at least a dozen times, making sure everything was clean and in order, then ran to the few best grocery stores in Central to pick up what he'd wanted to cook for dinner. And maybe Len didn't want to dance, but Barry couldn't help himself. The music was upbeat, he was going to have a nice date in and do his very best not to spook a very rattled thief.

Len was.. unsure. He got that. A man who never did anything without a plan and now Barry was asking him to take everything he knew and flip it on it's ear. Be happy. Accept that maybe they can have something good between them. He just has to find some way to calm him down, give Len space when he needs it but reminding him that he's there. That he wants this.

So as six o'clock rolls around, Barry is still dancing around his apartment, singing as he works on putting the finishing touches on dinner and idly fluffing a pillow here and there.

They can do this.

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"Seriously?" Not that he's against the idea, but it's not exactly something Barry's done before.

Then Len's thumb hits his hip just right and Barry nods. "Okay. But no laughing."

He pulls back and switches songs, going for something a little heavier on the bass. And the first few minutes are peppered with Barry's laughter as he's trying for sensual and can't seem to stop laughing at himself. Shaking his hips at Len while he tries to unbutton his shirt, a glance over his shoulder that tries for smoldering and winds up snickering.

Hey, no one ever accused him of being a master at seduction. But he's having fun with it, so what the hell right?

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Barry's smile and laugh are sort of intoxicating, as he finds out, watching the other become overly amused at himself. He's enjoying the show but his eyes aren't even watching his hips for the first few minutes and it's more innocent at the start. Then Barry starts to attempt to be smoldering as he unbuttons his shirt, key word being attempt, but at least it's getting a bit hotter as time goes on.

It's better this way, that Barry can have a little fun with it. It doesn't have to be serious. Though Len won't pass up the chance to pick on him a little.

"Don't quit your day job." A smirk, "Though I bet you could get a lot of money stripping as the Flash. Just leave the mask on."

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Naturally Len is still going to tease him, but at least there wasn't a pun this time? Barry laughs again, and in retort for the tease Len gets Barry's shirt flung over his head. "You're such a jerk," but there's no heat in it, only a note of laughter.

He gets as far as undoing his jeans and letting them ride lower on his hips but let's face it, there's no sexy way to get out of skinny jeans without flailing wildly. So he opts to crawl back into his lap to drape his arms around Len's shoulders, continuing to flow and move against him.

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A slight duck as the shirt is thrown over his head, hearing it land somewhere on the floor behind him. He smirks softly, watching the rest of the show until Barry slinks into his lap again and moves like a snake against him. He can't help the soft little half moan, half groan that is pulled from him at the grind, hands resting on slim hips lightly to flow with him.

His breaths rasp as his eyes gloss over with arousal and he'll tip his head up to finally capture Barry's lips with hunger. Fingers help to work the edges of his pants off of him so that when the speedster gets up he can finally just kick the rest of his clothes off.

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Barry can't resist another grind, another sinuous flow against Len if it's going to get such wonderful sounds in response. He moans easily into the kiss, rocking against Len as nimble fingers help him with the rest of his jeans.

And this time he does cheat, using his speed to get the rest of his clothes off and kicked away before settling back in Len's lap completely naked. It's.. god it's good like this. He's completely naked and Len barely even has his shirt undone. Which, of course, requires fixing. Right now.

"Bed," he insists again, an impatient sound at his neck as his fingers work on the buttons of Len's shirt.

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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.

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Barry has no issue at all in taking up Len on the offer, leaning in to nuzzle along the graceful line of his neck, breath warm as he laughs into his skin. As Len moves he laughs again, bright and happy as he wraps his legs around Len's waist to help with his balance as he's carried back into his bedroom.

God. He can't remember the last time he'd been this happy. Probably some time before he had even been hit with the lightning. Another laugh as he bounces on the mattress, wiggling back to pull himself up on his elbows to watch Len finish getting rid of his jeans and his mouth goes dry at the sight of him.

But before he can demand to take Len into his mouth he's crowded back on the bed and his thighs fall easily open at the pressure, arms twining around his shoulders. "Please Len. God please."

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Len can't help but to dive in and capture those smiling lips, chuckling softly in between each small break for breath. He's happy too, excited even, which is a rare sight indeed.

"Do you even know what you're doing?" A small jab considering he was pretty sure that Barry's only been with women before, or the fact he's still in his 20's. Len can't help but to pick on him a little, insinuating he's a virgin. In the mean time his hands spread out over his body, wanting to feel and trace every inch of him to commit it to memory while they slowly rock and grind together.

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Barry is just going to bask in the moment. Len's smile, the happiness that seems to radiate off him. This is how good it could be between them and he can't help but hang on to that spark of hope as he rocks up against Len.

A laugh as he pushes at his shoulder. "Would it matter if I was? I know what I want and the internet is pretty illuminating," he makes a point of tweaking Len's ass.

[icejacking]

"So, you don't know what you're doing." He says with a slight tick of his head and a smirk.

"Oh yeah? And what do you want?" Cause, well, there's a couple different ways they can do this.

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Barry snorts, shifting beneath Len to wrap his legs around him in a very firm declaration. "I know what want, isn't that enough?" He pulls up on his elbows to kiss Len warmly. "I want you to fuck me into this mattress."

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There's the softest hum of pleasure, lips pursed in a light "oooh" as a chill runs up and down his spine sinking straight into his abdomen like a hot iron spike. He grinds firm and slow in response as Barry's words hit all the right buttons. He doesn't bother with his own, he'll just dive right in to capture his mouth again with hunger, nipping his bottom lip playfully.

A nimble hand skirts down his belly to reach between them and palm Barry's length, stroking him in his long fingers. He'll need to search for lube at some point unless the other lets him go down on him. Even then lube would be preferred to saliva, but it's not as if he doesn't know how to make do. Still, it's Barry's first, it'd to easier with a good lube.

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Barry wasn't going to come out and admit that he'd never gone this far with another man before. Frankly he didn't want another reason for Len to give him grief over it, but he also knew exactly what he wanted and he'd had more than enough nights on his own to explore and determine what he wanted and what he liked.

Warm fingers wrapped around his aching cock and Barry's head falls back to the pillow with a moan. Lube. Right. He has to get that. His hand fumbles for the drawer on the bedside table and he at least manages to drop it beside Len before seeking him out for another kiss.

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Len kisses him in kind with a soft hum, reaching out to take the little bottle of lube, proud of the other for being prepared for this. He'll break the kiss briefly to squirt a generous amount on his fingers before reaching back to rub them down along his taint to circle his entrance. He presses another firm kiss to Barry's lips as he massages, rounding his fingers along barry's hole to loosen and warm him up, spreading the lube easily before finally pushing a digit in up to the first knuckle. He curls it, rocking lightly to ease it into the tight heat, finding his prostate to milk it firmly. He'll finger the speedster easily, working him till he's ready for a second finger.

Once he's relaxed enough he'll break the heated make-out session to drop his head to Barry's sternum kissing a quick trail down his lanky body till he's at his cock. He'll then plunge Barry into his mouth while he's pressing a second finger into him and fucking him with his hand. He sucks him off as a distraction, scissoring as he stretches him and gets his body to relax or open up for him, being sure to hit his prostate with each rub into him.

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Barry is nothing if not a responsive and enthusiastic partner. He might not completely know what he's doing with another man in his bed but he's sure not going to hold back when Len crooks his finger just right and his toes absolutely curl, fingers twisting in the sheets, hips rocking against every delightful sensation. It's a little weird at first, but so so easy to disregard because this is Len kissing him, Len touching him and Len sending all of those wonderful sparks of sensation up his spine.

Then warm heat slides over his aching cock and Barry's back arches, his entire body blurring in a brief, uncontrolled vibration because jesusfuck that felt unexpectedly amazing. "Oh god. Don'tstopdont'stop. Oh god Len," he pants raggedly. Whatever comes next he's ready. All he knows is that he wants more. More taste, more touch, more sensation and eventually the weight of Len over him, blanketing him and keeping him grounded. "Please."

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Len has to pull off briefly as Barry's body vibrates around his hand or in his mouth which is an odd sensation. Blue eyes take in the sight as of his ecstasy, watching his body arch or how he writhes in pleasure. He'll dip back down over him, sucking him slow and hard with his heated eyes on him to watch every tantalizing shift. He'll have to get used to the vibrating and keeping him in his mouth as he shudders over his tongue.

The way Barry begs for it makes him want to keep this up until he comes. It's tempting to want to suck him off, taste him on his tongue and swallow him down only to work him back up again till he's coming undone under him for a second time. So he keeps at it, massaging his prostate with eager fingers and vigorously sliding lips and tongue over his length, pressing him into the back of his throat as he hums and sucks him hard. He works his tongue around his head, undulating through the cleft to tease him to climax.

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The moment Len starts sucking him in earnest, working his fingers skillfully inside him Barry knows he's not going to last. Torn between wanting to push back against those fingers and thrust into that warm mouth, Barry writhes and moans, fingers twisting in the sheets as he tries desperately to control his vibrations and hang on just a little bit longer.

Then his fingers twitch just right and Barry's back bows. Rightthererightthere.. "Len.. Len I'm gonna.. I'm gonna.. ohgodohgod!" His world goes white and hazy around the edges as he bucks and shudders through a powerful orgasm that leaves him shaking and utterly boneless as he starts to remember how to breathe again.

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Len listens intently to every sweet noise dragged from him, every hitch in breath or the way his pulse skips around his hand. He can feel how his body moves with him, pressing into it and writhing in ecstasy and when he hits that spot he doesn't let up. He's relentless as he tastes precum on his tongue, plunging Barry deep into his mouth and spreading a free hand over the shell of a hip to press down, prepared for when the other finally breaks, bucking up and arching in his throes. He moves with him and sucks him down, swallowing around him as hot spurts hit the back of his throat. He lets Barry ride it out milking him for all he's worth and drawing every last drop out of him.

Once the other finally melts into the sheets he'll slowly pull off and slide his hand free, reaching down to wipe his fingers off on a discarded piece of clothing. He'll shift up and over his lover, kissing his way up his sweat slick chest to lavish his throat. He lets Barry come down slow, letting him bask in it as he lays between his thighs, feeling him shiver and quake with the aftershocks of a powerful orgasm. He'll eventually take his mouth, kissing him hard and deep as he situates himself, gently rubbing at his entrance and teasing a little. He won't push in until he's sure Barry is ready for round two.

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That's.. wow. Just.. wow. Ten out of ten, will totally ride that ride again.

Barry is completely melted against the cool of the sheets, utterly boneless from the force of his orgasm and more than content to drift and bask in the wonderful sensations. Lips work slowly up his chest and he hums in pleasure, tongue dancing with Len's as he lets his fingers gently tease at him again.

While he's still a little on the overstimulated side and any attention to his cock would have him pushing away, he's completely okay feeling Len stroke at him again, testing him with a finger. "Mnh," a bright smile as they break for air. "Ready for more. I want all of you in me this time, Len."

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"Good." He huffs, breath raspy with his own arousal and thick from the foreplay. He'll situate himself between Barry's thighs to press into him. Len will take his time, start slow and easy, fucking the Speedster with light, deep thrusts to get him used to it. He knows the first time will hurt and he'll pay close attention to his lover's expressions or any noises of discomfort, being sure to shift and grind easily until he has Barry mewling for more.

And when they've got their rhythm, moving together in unison, he'll snap his hips into him, pressing him into the sheets as sweat beads down his back. He won't give up until they're crashing together. He'll do it again and again with Barry as often as the other can handle it, until the pair of them are too spent to move the next morning.

So when he's too tired, limbs shaking and body like jello, he'll lay beside his lover, panting and high as a kite with pleasure. Len isn't much of a warm and snuggly guy, but the afterglow has him feeling good enough that if Barry curls up against him he'll just settle in with a content sigh.

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At first it is a little uncomfortable and Barry has to breathe through it, focus on the hands stroking soothingly down his chest or along his side. But it doesn't take long for him to relax into it, to feel that first shivery drag and slide against him send a bolt of pleasure right up his spine.

He writhes and pants, clings and begs and every time Len is ready for more, he's with him, eager and responsive. This is far, far better than any kind of secret fantasy he might have harbored.

When they collapse together, Barry rolls to his side to lay closer to Len, nuzzling at his shoulder with a hum. Okay, so his very first time with a guy? Very good. The fact that it was Len? That just made it better.

"Gimme a sec to get feeling back in my legs and I'll get the sheets changed."

A stomach growl.

"Maybe a snack too."