Much apologizes. It took me a while and two rewrites to come up with this chapter. I've been reading a lot of shojo manga, so my story may go a bit to that direction... oops.
Barry couldn't shake off that while he was at S.T.A.R Labs and working with Cisco to find the stolen guns with all his knowledge had to use, that he was being watched by a pair of cold eyes watching him. Harrison would be his usual cruel self when he wasn't in his office: putting all the blame on Cisco for the guns being stolen because he didn't put the guns in a more protected storage. Cisco would just roll his eyes and mouth, "Asshole" to Berry; which would make Berry let out a soft laugh.
"What's so funny, Mr. Allen?" Harrison would always ask.
Barry, quickly erasing his smile off his face, would always answer, "Its nothin'. Just thinking about how cool it is to be here."
It was one of those days and like usual, Harrison pretended to buy the excuse he didn't believe. Once he was out of the lab, Barry and Cisco would burst out laughing. After laughing, Cisco sighed as he typed up new computer coding, "I can't wait until we track down the guns and he gets off my ass." Barry watched Cisco type, unsure why he was still there, as he wasn't in the career of 'braining' technology. Then an idea came to surface, Barry wondered if the reason they weren't able to track the guns was because the GPS trackers were removed, "Cisco, is it possible that the trackers were removed and that's why we can't find them?" Cisco froze and it made Barry uncomfortable. After a moment of silence, Cisco swore under his breath and answered, "Yeah. If removed, they would go offline completely. I didn't even consider that. Someone has to go tell the Mr. Grinch. He likes you, you go."
Barry sighed as he got up and went to Harrison's office. The door was open a couple of inches and Harrison was on his computer. Barry pushed the door open with an uneasy laugh, "Are you busy, Dr. Wells? Cisco and I came up with a guess-" Harrison heard the delicious softness that he would describe Barry's voice, he stopped what he was doing to look up at the young man he had to keep composure with, he had to interrupt, "I'm not now. Come on in and close the door behind you. No need for anyone to over hear." As instructed, Barry closed the door, "Cisco and I came up with a guess about the missing guns."
"Oh? Sit down and tell me about it." Harrison invited.
The idea of being that close to Harrison made Barry anxious. He shook his head, "I only came to tell you that we guess that the trackers were removed off the guns." Harrison removed his glasses and after he sat them down, he looked at Barry with the same frozen eyes that gave him the chills, "Finding those guns secured his job. No use keeping him around now." Barry grew angry and blurted all that came to mind, "IT'S NOT CISCO'S FAULT THAT THE GUNS GOT STOLEN! WHY SHOULD HE LOSE HIS JOB OVER SOMETHING HE DIDN'T DO?!" When Barry saw Harrison smile, he stopped shouting. Harrison licked his bottom lip and looked at the young man who dared to raise his voice at him despite knowing he was trembling by being in his presence, "There's another way, I suppose, that he can keep his job." Barry didn't want to believe what he was thinking he was to expect and Harrison wasn't one to disappoint. Harrison got up from his desk and went up to Barry. Harrison took hold of Barry's arms. Barry struggled, "Let go!" Harrison ignored his request, focusing on what he wanted, "Your body for his job."
Barry hated himself for being right. He sighed, knowing that if he refused, Cisco would lose his livelihood, "For as long as Cisco willingly works for you, I have no choice but to comply." Harrison smirked in triumph. He leaned in to kiss him, only to stop and add on to the verbal contract, "If you try to help him find another job or tell him that its because of you that he's not fired, I will ruin you both." Barry swallowed his pride and nodded in agreement. Harrison took Barry's bottom lip softly with his teeth and got him into a kiss. As much as his admiration for Harrison was clouded with harsh reality of who the man really is, Barry couldn't help but feel excited that he was getting Harrison's attention; even though he sold himself to get it.
"I will call your boss to let him know that you are no longer employed by me because the case is closed. Live like you normally would. But, Mr. Allen, when I call or when my car is waiting for you, you will come to me. No excuses." Harrison said as he finished dressing after having sex with Barry. Barry zipped up his fly and buttoned his jeans, "And lemme guess, its our secret, uh?" Harrison didn't have to answer for Barry to say, "Yeah, yeah, never mind. I know it is. Figures." Harrison took Barry by the throat and looked so deeply into his eyes that Barry was shaking from just that, "You have no idea just how easy it would be to make you disappear, do you?" Harrison let Barry go and Barry couldn't understand what Harrison meant by what he said, though he could guess that it was an answer to his question about keeping their affair a secret.
Cisco had gotten worried, thinking that Harrison killed Barry or something over dramatic like that, Barry went back to Cisco's lab. He faked his smile to perfection and high-fived his friend, "Don't need to worry about it. Dr. Wells was mad, but then he was reasonable and you get to keep your job." Cisco looked so relieved and Barry was happy with his semi-truth. Cisco got up and threw on his jacket, "Wells won't mind if we leave early. I can use a drink to celebrate. You in?" Barry, smiling threw the pain of his sore ass, couldn't think of anything better, "Absolutely!" He wanted to be out of there as quickly as possible. They had to pass Harrison's door on the way out and he saw them leave. Harrison was able to stop them in time, "Uh, Mr. Allen, could you come in here for a couple of minutes. I promise, it won't take long." Barry knew he couldn't refuse when called, so he looked at Cisco. Harrison glared at Cisco, as if telling him that he should give in and wait for Barry. Cisco, unaware of what was going on, nodded, "Yeah, okay, I'll be in the car."
Once alone, as Cisco was exiting the building, Harrison took Barry into the room and held him against the wall, "Going out with Mr. Ramon?" Barry grit his teeth, does he seriously have to explain the concept of grabbing a beer with a friend, "As friends. He wanted to celebrate not getting fired and I wanted to not feel my rectum pulsate." All Harrison said was "I see" as he pulled Barry into a passionate kiss. He let him go so Barry could leave. He watched as Barry left the building and said out loud to himself, "Have fun while you can, Mr. Allen. Those days are soon over."