A/N: Set during 2x21: The Runaway Dinosaur. Part 2 will most likely be released next week.
WARNING: The following contains INCEST!
No-one truly understands the Speedforce.
You could study it for years – even centuries – and have the knowledge equivalent of a bucket compared to the whole lake. But a few individuals have/had come close to fully understanding the Speedforce; incredibly close. The Barry Allen from the original timeline – where the particle accelerator exploded in 2020 –was Speedforce incarnate. With every step, Barry generated the quasi-mystical energy that permeated throughout space and time. He was one with the Speedforce (Barry-2020 would joke that he had spent too much time with Cisco. The only one to rival the Speedforce knowledge of Barry-2020 was Eobard Thawne.
Born generations after Barry, Eobard had begun his life idolizing the Flash and his abilities. His obsession with the Flash alienated the young Thawne from his family and few remaining friends, but he did not care. It took Eobard years to replicate the particle accelerator explosion, to become like The Flash, and it worked. Yet, time was a cruel mistress, and Eobard found out the truth of his role in history. He was never meant to be the Flash – to be a hero. The fate of Eobard Thawne was to be The Flash's greatest enemy: The Reverse-Flash.
Thus, the Flash and the Reverse-Flash fought for centuries, neither one gaining the advantage over the other. They were locked in a vicious cycle – Eobard tries to take something away from The Flash; The Flash stops him; they fight – rinse and repeat. That is, until Eobard finally found out the connection between Barry Allen and the Flash, and victory seemed imminent. He could FINALLY get his revenge! But The Flash found out and chased the Reverse-Flash back to the year 2000, to prevent Thawne from irrevocably changing the timeline.
The Flash succeeded… to an extent.
Although The Flash had saved his younger self, in a fit of rage the Reverse-Flash had killed Nora Allen with a knife to the heart. But something had gone wrong (or subjectively right) and Eobard found himself with only his rage and none of the Speedforce. Nevertheless, Eobard was cunning and a plan was developed quickly. Eobard became 'Harrison Wells', and for the next thirteen or so years, everything was put in place for the particle accelerator to give birth to The Flash.
However, as brilliant as Eobard was in pushing forward the particle accelerator explosion, he did not get things exactly right. The explosion did give birth to The Flash, but to a Flash who did not generate the Speedforce as he ran who was not Speedforce incarnate. Unfortunately for Eobard he never found out about what he had done wrong. At least, until after the Harrison Wells of Earth-2 unintentionally transported Barry into the Speedforce nexus via trying to recreate the particle accelerator explosion. When Eobard felt the familiar presence of a certain scarlet speedster in the nexus, he raced towards it in a burst of red lightning like a man dying of thirst would to a river. He pushed aside all the feelings of rage and hate, for all that mattered now was one thing: to return home.
Barry awoke with a gasp.
What the-!? Why am I in my bedroom?
Barry took a few deep breaths to calm down, as he got up from the bed and headed out of his room.
The last thing I remember was… the explosion. It did NOT go as planned.
He could still remember the feeling of his being explode into several different pieces. It was agonizing as he felt the explosion stretch his entire being and tear into him with intense heat. Yet, as he walked down the stairs to the sitting room, Barry realized that this was his first home – the Allen home.
"No, this isn't possible."
The house was almost exactly like what Barry remembered from his childhood, with the only things missing being the pictures frames. Nevertheless, Barry could not help but gawk at the perfect replica of the Allen house. All this made Barry want to bolt out of the house. Wait…
He could feel it again. The Speedforce coursing through his entire being like a shock! But it was different this time. While before it was an integrated extension of him that could not be taken away (Zoom proved otherwise), now it felt like he was the Speedforce and the Speedforce was him. It felt almost too much, and for anyone else it would have been. But not for Barry, who was grinning like a kid on Christmas and vibrating with yellow lightning as he whipped around the entire house several times in the time it would take a regular person to even blink.
*THUMP!*
Barry readied himself in a running stance when he heard the noise. The Speedforce was with him (Cisco would be laughing) and he felt invincible. However, he knew that such overconfidence had lost him his speed before, and so Barry cautiously moved towards the source of the noise – the kitchen – only to find someone who further made him doubt his sanity and whether or not he was 'alive'.
"My beautiful boy," Nora Allen said with a warm smile, as she finished washing the dishes and turned around to face him.
His mother still looked the same as she did all those years ago. Wavy red hair (one of the reasons Barry loved the colour) with captivating cerulean eyes that pulled you in close. Her skin was relatively smooth, with only a few wrinkles from mother time and gave people the impression that Nora Allen was in her late-twenties/early-thirties instead of her early-forties. Barry could not help but blush slightly when he also noticed how "well-fitting" his mother's clothes were on her body – the white camisole Nora was currently wearing showing off her ample breasts, and how her jeans seemed to wrap themselves tightly across her firm ass. To top it all off were a pair of black stiletto pumps which further accentuated Nora's ass and shapely legs.
"Wow," Barry said with wide eyes as he ogled, only to internally curse himself. What was he doing? This was his MOTHER!
But was it really his mother?
Sure, his mother was beautiful and did dress nice from time to time like anyone else, but it had never been this noticeable. Plus, Nora Allen had never worn heels indoors and rarely did so out of the house either, only doing so for special occasions like charity events. Still, even ogling someone who looked like Nora Allen was a huge no-no. Right?
Barry's hardened dick certainly disagreed with this train of thought.
"What's wrong, Barry?" Nora asked with a worry etched on her pretty face. "You look like you've seen a ghost."
If the situation was not so serious, Barry would be laughing at the irony of the statement. But all that could come out was something akin to a strangled noise. No words could be used to describe how conflicted Barry felt right now as he prayed to all the deities in the multiverse that his mother did not notice his now obvious erection. Unfortunately, said deities were not listening.
"Oh." Nora's face was surprised as she noticed Barry's erection trying to escape the confines of his pants. A sly and understanding smile then blossomed on her face. "Does it hurt, sweetie?"
Barry nodded hesitantly and then gasped sharply when he felt his one of his mother's dainty hands grasp his crotch with a firm grip.
"Does that feel nice?" Nora asked coyly whilst looking directly into Barry's eyes and massaging his crotch through his pants.
"Yeah," Barry answered after somewhat losing himself to his mother's administrations to his crotch.
Nora grinned, and for a few seconds Barry did not see his mother but a woman who was ready to throw herself at him as a lover.
"Mommy will make you feel good."
Barry could not help but start to vibrate slightly, as he watched his mother go down onto her knees and unzip his pants. This did not go unnoticed by Nora, who giggled at his slight vibrating.
"You are definitely not gonna disappoint you're inside me."
At this statement, Barry's eyes widened at the likely possibility of having sex with his mother. He was going to have sex with HIS MOTHER! He was going to put his cock deep inside the very womb he was born from. This should have disgusted him, but instead it only made him harder with anticipation.
Barry snapped out of his thoughts when he felt his mother stroking his cock with both of her dainty hands whilst almost never losing eye contact with him. The feeling of the soft arms which tucked him in at night as a child were currently stroking his dick, and Barry thanked the Speedforce that he had a inhuman amount of stamina before he could ejaculate. That stamina was put into doubt for one of the first times in a while when he felt his mother's mouth wrap around his cock.
"Mom!"
He sped them both towards the couch area – with Barry slouching against the couch and Nora facing away from the television as she blew him – and desperately tried to focus on the Speedforce to keep him blowing his load right there and then. Barry could feel his mother's tongue work up and down his shaft as her head bobbed up and down his cock. Thankfully, the power of the Speedforce prevailed, and Barry could hold on.
"Having a speedster for a son really has its advantages." Nora smirked, her dark red hair a mess and a string of saliva connecting her mouth to Barry's dick. Her smirk grew when she saw Barry gaze at her cleavage. "Want to your mother's tits?"
The hungry look in Barry's eyes answered her question, and in a flash of yellow lightning, he stripped off her camisole and threw it to a corner of the room.
"Do you do everything fast?" Nora laughed.
"Not everything, mom." Barry smirked, before he tenderly cupped his mother's breasts and marvelled at their firmness.
The quarter-sized nipples were hard enough to cut glass as he ran his thumbs over them in circles, much to Nora's delight.
"Want to take this to the bedroom?" Nora asked with a quirked eyebrow.
She then stood up and grabbed Barry by the hand off of the couch before leading him up the stairs. As Nora led him up, Barry could not help but gaze at his mother's jean-clad ass tantalizingly sway as they walked up to his childhood bedroom. How had things come to this? Never in a billion years would he have ever thought that he was going to have sex with his mother and anticipate it, too! Was this some sort of Speedforce Heaven? All of Barry's worries about Zoom and Central City seemed to melt away in his mother's presence.
"Come here." Nora motioned with her finger when they entered his bedroom before passionately kissing him.
Their tongues mingled with each other like a perfect duet or a dance as, in a rapid vortex of yellow lightning, Barry and Nora facing each other completely nude barring the latter's black stiletto heels.
"Lightning gave you abs," Nora remarked which both of them laugh.
Mother and son took a step towards each other before suddenly finding themselves on the bed per Barry laying Nora down onto it with his vibrating fingers going rapidly in and out of her trimmed pussy.
"OH GOD, BARRY! YOU ARE GONNA MAKE ME CUM! MAKE YOUR MOTHER CUUUUM!"
In the space of five seconds (give or take), multiple consecutive orgasms stuck Nora like a lightning bolt. This was followed by Barry penetrating his mother's pussy less than a second after a latest orgasm, with him directly above her and gazing directly into her eyes.
"Welcome home, Barry."
They kissed whilst Barry started to thrust in and out of his mother and new heights of pleasure were reached. White lightning fired out from the incestuous lovers as they made love, and sonic booms pulsed outwards and shook the room. The Speedforce ensured that the lovers were unharmed. After hours of unadulterated love-making/fucking, Barry felt himself get close to ejaculating and Nora sensed it.
"Cum, Barry. Cum!" Nora moaned semi-coherently. Despite the sweat and her messy hair, Barry thought she never looked more beautiful as her legs wrapped around his torso. "Oh GOD! Make me pregnant!"
This set Barry off and he exploded inside of her. What felt like gallons of his seed coated Nora's walls and fired deep into her womb. Mother and son were caught in a state of euphoria as they simultaneously orgasmed. Once this feeling had passed, Barry curled up beside his sleeping mother and closed his eyes.
Yes; this was Heaven.