To be honest, I was going to write a fluffy Eddie/Iris/Barry fic. Or, a hot Oliver/Barry. Yeah … that didn't happen.
I realize I spelled Caitlin wrong. Oops.
Please, kind comments only. Those really, really help.
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Later Zoom let Caitlin into Barry's cage to take care of him. Caitlin used her shirt to carefully clean him of blood and semen, and then wrapped her sweater around his shivering shoulders, and she was left with only her bra.
Caitlin put her arms around her friend and pressed her cheek to the top of his head as she rocked back and forth, murmuring nonsense to keep them both distracted from the devastating reality of their situation. Barry lay in her embrace, mute and still. The difference between his usual sweet, chattering personality and how he was now was horrible to see.
Zoom's perversions became steadily worse. He always put Caitlin back into her cell before enacting them on Barry, so that she could do nothing but pound on the glass and scream until she was hoarse.
She forced herself to watch so that, in some way, she could be with Barry as he suffered, and suffer with him.
Caitlin tried again and again to persuade Zoom that she accepted his feelings, that she returned them, but of course he knew that her loathing for him only increased each time he hurt Barry.
And he kept doing it. His appetite for Barry as Caitlin's substitute, like his proclivity for evil, showed itself as limitless. Zoom punished Barry because the crazed monster wouldn't lay a finger on Caitlin.
Today, Zoom tried something … horribly unexpected. He forced his tongue in Barry's mouth, a warning grip on the boy's genitals to offset any ideas of refusal. Barry shook under the older man, and Caitlin saw him beginning to vibrate in a desperate, futile motion for freedom. Zoom made a pleased sound and tilted Barry's head back to deepen the kiss into a filthy cannibalistic crime.
Then Zoom withdrew. "Caitlin," he said. She closed her eyes at the thought that she'd ever thought could love this villain. "I want you here, with me."
Suddenly she was inside Barry's cage next to the both of them. "Give me your hand," Zoom said, his voice gentle but insistent. She couldn't help the tremor in her fingers as she did as he wanted. When she realized what he was going to do, however, she flinched and tried to resist.
Zoom wouldn't broach any kind of defense, and inexorably pulled at her wrist with an iron grip until her hand was wrapped around Barry's soft cock. Too slowly Barry saw what was happening and lurched back, but there was nowhere to go, and the movement only pushed the physical contact further.
"Get him hard," Zoom instructed. Caitlin stared at him, unable to comply. "Do it," Zoom said, "and I promise I won't hurt him."
"Don't," Barry croaked, squirming in her frozen grasp. "Don't, please. Just let him-" Zoom easily held him down when Barry attempted to escape from her.
Caitlin's heart throbbed, but she knew her decision was made for her. After a long moment, she began to stroke Barry, but his fists clenched at his sides, his eyes closed, wetness leaking from under his lashes. He hardened a little, but not much.
Terrified that she wouldn't succeed, Caitlyn leaned down and began to press butterfly kisses onto Barry's slim chest, up until she reached the hollow of his throat. The tenderness was what undid him.
He started to hyperventilate, and Caitlin, her own breath catching at his distress, kissed him on the mouth. She tasted blood and Zoom, but it was Barry too. She remembered how months ago Everyman had taken her in his arms and kissed her; it had been strange, but because she thought the meta-human was Barry, Caitlin had allowed herself to yield.
Barry was so dear to her, and she couldn't bear seeing him like this. But she could do something about it, and she would. She wondered what he was thinking, but couldn't keep on that track or she'd give up completely.
She comminuted to squeeze and stroke and when her thumb swept over the head of his cock, Barry's body jerked and he came so hard, lips parted to whisper, "Caitlin," that he blacked out. Tears sprang to Caitlin's eyes. If Barry had been willing, she would have acknowledged that he was beautiful.
She thought that he had been a virgin, before this.
Zoom smiled. "That was wonderful," he said. "Thank you, Caitlin." His lascivious expression did not lessen.
Caitlin withdrew. "Satisfied?" she asked bitterly.
He continued, as if he had not heard her. "Again."
