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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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."