After watching the new episode with HR, those that don't know him, don't read unless you don't give a shit about ruining the new season. If you haven't seen it, bookmark this page then! XD For those that have… Enjoy!

Something in Barry shattered the second Harrison Wells discussed or even mentioned the fact that he had to return home. Barry hadn't been included in the plans of finding another Wells either.

Being stuck in a mirror and all… But maybe if the team knew about his infatuation with the face of Harrison Wells, maybe he would have at least seen what the other Harrisons might have looked like. That much was obvious… He knew what they all must have looked like, with clothes and…without.

Barry swallowed thickly as he considered everything that had happened up until now. Harrison Wells was the only person he'd ever invited into his bed, but that was before he knew who he really was…Eobard Thawne.

How devious… That man was truly evil, but if Barry were honest with himself, he let it happen and once he discovered the real truth, it was hard to stop. Eobard was like an injection of heroin he couldn't quit.

So he didn't…but that ended along with the Eddie sacrificing himself. Barry said nothing as his world exploded into a million pieces. It felt like twisting glass inside his heart every time he looked at the pictures on his phone or at the autobiography he'd written.

So when another Harrison Wells came through the portal, Barry's life imploded, yet again. This Wells was nothing like his previous lover, he also had a family and Barry promised himself he'd never break that after the milestones and months they'd spent together. He let Harrison hold him when he lost control and cried over the loss of a man that wore his face like a mask. It was more than expressions and mannerisms. Something about him that could only be described as Harrison Wells seemed to fit everything into perspective. Barry knew he couldn't touch him, but he ached for it. After Jesse was rescued and the timeline was "sort of" fixed, he discovered there was an idea of a new Harrison Wells in an infinite number of universes available. Barry couldn't keep his excitement down. He understood how different their Wells from Earth 2 had been compared to his doppelganger, but he never expected someone so outrageous.

It was the first time Barry had seen another Harrison Wells shaking hands with…another Harrison Wells. He also had to force the idea of having two Wells in front of him on their knees away and maybe think about it later when he was alone.

"Hey there handsome!" He heard the other Wells say. Barry blushed silently in a corner. Being free from the mirror was relief, but he'd need a lot more relief after seeing the two meet. A nerve struck when he realized that Harry hadn't quite finished his sentence, but there was very little he could do about it. It was hard enough resisting the urge to hug him harder or lean in a little closer when he'd whispered something to him. But this other Wells they'd managed to "fish" for was again…another entity of Eobard Thawne. Barry swallowed thickly, considering if he'd ever fill that gaping void with this Harrison Wells for the 19th universe.

God he wanted to… this Wells was far more spontaneous and less-reserved than the other two and he was also probably trying a little too hard, which wasn't apparent right away, but after the bagels and secret research of what coffee they preferred, he had Barry at decaf. He liked the drumsticks and how HR tapped them on everything, maybe that was any indication of how he'd be in bed. Barry was num and quiet. It was after 9pm in the lab and everyone seemed to have a place to be and a date to be had. All except HR. For that, he was thankful. Barry had managed to eat the rest of the bagels, no calorie was ever truly wasted.

"Hey…" Barry smiled, causing Harrison to turn over his computer and chew his lip, almost like a puppy and desperately eager to please. Barry decided that no matter where this one would end up, he wanted this one….and nothing would stop that.

"Hey Bear, is it okay if I call you that? Do you want coffee? Because you know, I can't get enough of it because Blight took out the coffee beans on my Earth and all." He already talks way too much and isn't half as cold or calculating as either of his doppelgangers.

"Yeah sure." Barry just nods, uncertain of which question of his he was answering. HR turns and smiles wide.

"Because you know… I'll do anything if you just keep me…here. Please." He adds and unabashedly begs. Barry blushes in response and then can't stop the words coming out of his mouth like a sex-starved teenager.

"Exactly…how much would you do." He quirks a brow at HR. His familiar blue and devastatingly arctic eyes widen slightly and then his smile is all teeth, the genuine smirk reaches his eyes, like Eobard and he scoffs exactly like Earth 2 Wells. Barry can't help but gasp when HR unbuttons his vest and pulls his black shirt up over his head in seconds.

His novel is erotica… and only Barry knows the real answer.

Barry watches him with careful green eyes and tenses when he moves closer, the wooden click of his drumsticks sound almost as if they are charged with electricity. The next time they click against each other in his back pocket, it's deafening.

"How far?" Barry manages to ask, dares to…really and tenses. HR responds just as quickly when he closes the gap between them. Another smile and then a flash of teeth before his mouth is pressed harder against Barry's. The speedster's body flickers with a vibration, something he hasn't felt for almost a year. A keening sound bubbles from his throat when HR bites down. He's already at attention and even if he wanted to stop, there was no convincing HR otherwise. What he lacked in intelligence, he more than made up for with recklessness.

"Fuck." Barry whispers as he shirt is ripped. There's something like Eobard there, but he tastes different. Barry's hands grab at his shoulders for purchase. He lowers to his knees, slowly and leans forward.

"God, you're halfway there." HR mewls as he presses his cheek to the bulge in Barry's pants. More heat rose to Barry's face; he wasn't expecting HR to reciprocate such affection for something that he'd probably been too scared to ask Harry for. He'd only known him for a few days.

Barry gasps as HR pulls him free and spits in his hand. It's vulgar and so fucking hot. HR closes his lips over the tip and pushes himself closer to Barry. He gasps and clutches his hair in his fists. The rumble deep in his throat is almost painful as it passes through Barry's entire being. He tugs harder, irate by HR's lies and the ridiculous web of them he'd surely have to deal with the longer they worked together.

"Fuck!" Barry gasps and HR moans again, only this time he glances up with those brilliant blue eyes and Barry loses it. He yanks on his hair and thrusts his body forward, hard against HR's cheek with a wet sound. He vibrates for a second again and threads his fingers through his hair, knocking his hat off entirely.

"Hfff.." Barry almost stumbles back and sinks to the floor, ay eye-level with him. He looks wild with glassy eyes and swollen pink lips. Barry's gaze reaches his face and they stare at each other for a moment before he lunges forward and starts kissing him hard on the mouth, briefly tasting himself before he decides this might be going farther than he realized.

"S..stop." Barry pants, managing to yank himself away.

"Sorry, too much?" His voice comes out rugged and he clears his throat. Barry suddenly feels a wave of guilt wash over him. He'd been so selfish when he propositioned him. HR decides to talk now.

"I…I don't really even know if you're taken or not, but this…" He waves a hand between them frantically in that obscene way that he always does, which Barry quickly found adorable,

"is probably is a good idea to keep quiet about." He finishes.

"Y…yeah, probably." Barry composes himself and zips his pants back in order. He considers if HR was turned on by any of that, but decides it's probably best of he didn't stoke this 15 year long fantasy.

But he can see the firm seam of his pants, and Barry knows he's not leaving S.T.A.R. Labs anytime soon. His hands curl around the grey scarf and he weaves in around his hands, pulling gently while HR actually blushes at him. As devious as he was, HR had a soft spot and Barry managed to scratch the surface.

This started as a one-shot and I'm worried this may turn into another rager….Dear lord what is happening to me?! XD I believe in Harrison Wells and Barry together in every universe! Debating on making this a short muti-chapter fic.

Sumptuous Day!

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