Author's Note: Just a little Coldflash ficlet, fits into my Personal Goals story arc but could be read as a stand alone. Enjoy!
Barry sped into the living room, knowing that Len would be home. His thief rose to meet him. He leant up and kissed Len soundly. Len pulled back. "What is it Scarlet?" Barry pulled him into another kiss. His thief threaded fingers in his hair and used the grip to pull him back. "What's wrong Barry?" he asked, voice firm but concerned.
"I need to forget," Barry spoke earnestly, "please let me."
"I can do better than that Scarlet," he drawled, his hands shifting down to his Speedster's ass and gripping. Barry automatically wrapped his long legs around Len's waist, his arms wrapping around his thief's neck. Len took Barry's mouth in a possessive kiss, continuing the heated touch after his Speedster moaned. His grip tightened on the brunet's ass, pressing his Speedster's hard cock against his own, shifting and giving his Speedster just the right amount of friction to send him over the edge.
He pulled back from their kiss with a smirk. "I think we need to get you out of those dirty clothes, Scarlet," he purred.
"Please," he breathed, looking up at his thief with eyes lost to desire.
"You know I'm more than happy to fulfil your desires, Scarlet," he drawled, smirk wide at his Speedster's shiver. He shifted his grip, and easily carried his Speedster to their bedroom.