FWB?

It was a phase. That's all it was. A phase.

Barry tried to tell himself that, but he couldn't help notice that he was starting to have serious feelings for the kid. He found himself watching over Roy more than he should and helping him with the most trivial things just to get a chance to touch him.

He had to stop himself from moaning out the young man's name the other night with Iris. He wasn't sure if the name slipped out though. And if it did, Iris hadn't mentioned it...Yet.

Roy knew that this was wrong. He knew he shouldn't be doing this with a married man of all people. It was just a matter of time before someone caught them. He knew he couldn't get away with doing this with Barry.

Well...Ollie never got caught...But that was because Roy never told anyone about it. He was more afraid of what would happen to Oliver than what would happen to him if anyone found out.

Roy shivered at the thought of that night. He was so useless. So weak. He never wanted to go through anything like that again.

Barry shed a different light on it all. He realized that loving someone could be beneficial to both sides and not forced onto someone. Barry was kind with him and went slow and at the pace that Roy wanted.

He should at least thank him in some way...right?

"Barry," Roy called from the hallway.

"Yeah Roy?"

Barry rushed down the hall to see what he wanted, only to find himself pushed against a wall and caught by a pair of warm lips. Barry wrapped his arms around Roy's back and held him there. Their hips ground together frantically, in desperate need of attention from the other.

Roy bent down to his knees and unzipped Barry's khakis.

"Wait," Barry whispered. "Are you sure about this?"

Roy nodded. "Dick and Wally went to visit a friend. No one's around but us."

Roy took the older man in his mouth. Barry's knees were shaking about a minute into it. He was loosing himself. He tried to grab something, anything.

Roy grabbed both of Barry's hands and brought them to the back of his head. His fingers buried themselves in the younger male's red hair as he thrust into Roy's mouth.

"Roy, stop!" he moaned pulling himself off the younger man.

He pulled Roy to his feet and kissed him passionately. Barry started to unbuckle his jeans. This time, Roy didn't protest when he felt a hand slip to his sensitive areas. Barry was so good at this Roy could have thought that he'd been with another man before.

"Take them off," Barry whispered.

Roy wiggled out of his jeans and boxers. Barry pulled him in for another kiss before grabbing the man's thighs and pulling him over his waist. Roy moaned in shock and pleasure.

"Are you okay with this?" Barry asked.

He was pressing the head of his member against Roy's entrance. The younger man nodded and moaned. Barry entered him slowly, making sure he didn't hurt Roy.

"Barry, please, move!"

Barry nodded and thrust into the red head softly. Roy grabbed his shoulders and curled his toes as Barry's pace began to quicken.

Roy felt complete with him. He felt like this was the right place to be. Barry was the only therapy he needed now and nothing could change that.

Barry loved the way Roy made him feel. It was beyond any kind of pleasure he'd ever felt with Iris. They both knew this was more than physical. Every breath they shared was bliss and every kiss was magical.

Roy never wanted this to end, but he knew everything had an expiration date...even an orgasm.

"Barry!" Roy moaned, throwing his arms around his neck. He arched his back and screamed as he came on the man's shirt and rode out his orgasm.

"Roy," Barry croaked, stopping all movements.

He was twitching terribly, but didn't move for the sake of the younger man.

"Do you want me to...you know..."

"Say it Barry," Roy whimpered.

"Do you want me...you want me to cum inside you?"

Yes!" Roy cried. "Please! Cum inside me Barry!"

Barry released everything he had with one loud yell. Roy groaned and bit the man's collar-bone to keep himself from making anymore noise.

They both fell to the ground. Barry kept Roy in his arms and held him there, wanting to never let go. His shoulder felt wet and warm, but when he looked to see what it was, the sight shocked him.

Roy was crying. This wasn't just some swing of emotions. His eyes were red and puffy and his cheeks were wet with tears. He held Barry close to him and sobbed.

"Roy," Barry began. "You do something to me that no one else ever has. I don't understand it. You're so amazing...I'd give up anything for you."

"But...you wouldn't give up your marriage would you?" Roy asked.

Barry didn't answer. Roy wiped his face with the front of his hand and sighed. Barry was still in love with Iris. Roy knew he was. But was he only using him as a rubbing tool? Or was this something more than that?

"Listen," Barry whispered, turning Roy's face to see his. "I think I love you."

"Barry..."

He kissed the red head, making sure to put everything he had into it. Then he pulled away and stood up, carrying Roy to the bathroom while he was still inside him.

"We should really get cleaned up," the blonde man laughed before kissing his love interest behind his ear.

"What does this make us?" Roy asked.

The speedster smiled widely. They both knew the answer to that one already.