This Delicate Thing We've Made

genre: Romance

rated: M

authors note: so the last few chapters were emotionally heavy...here's some PWP w/ bondage to add some fun and spice before we wrap up the story ;) also guest appearances by a couple of Legends!

Chapter 19: Insatiable

"Breathe in breathe out, there is no sound
We move together up and down
We levitate, our bodies soar
Our feet don't even touch the floor
But nobody knows you like I do
Cause the world, they don't understand
But I grow stronger in your hands
Turn the lights down low
Take it off, let me show
My love for you, insatiable
Turn me on, never stop
Wanna taste every drop
My love for you, insatiable"

"Snart!" Ray greeted, barely letting the door slide fully open as he entered the Library, a room often unused since the departure of Rip but sometimes provided a quiet place for a Legend to get away from the rest of the team for a bit. Len was seated behind the desk, his hands clasped upon the desktop. As Ray approached he noticed an odd look about his former teammate, one unidentifiable, a mixture of expressions blending together on his face.

"Are you alright?" Ray asked hesitantly.

"Peachy," Len smiled tightly. "A little…distracted is all."

"Ah. Hey, so I was looking for Barry. Wanted some advice on my suit. Have you seen him?" Ray asked, his usual chipper not in the least bit amusing to Len. They had met up with the Legends a few days ago, needing Len's skills to break into a nearly impenetrable fortress to save some relic or other that would preserve the time the timeline or something like that. Len hadn't really been paying attention. His job was to steal, he didn't care why. Barry had tagged along, eager to see Len work as part of the Legends, claiming this was the closest thing to a vacation they'd get.

"No. Check the galley. The speedster has quite the appetite," A tight smile flashed across his face, less than sincere.

"Okay then. Don't work too hard," Ray waved as he turned to leave.

"Learn to knock, Raymond," Len called after him, the door sliding shut automatically. Len sighed in relief. He pushed himself away from the desk and looked down in between his legs, beneath the desk, where Barry kneeled.

"That was close," Len said. Barry looked up at him and nodded silently.

Just moments before Ray had come into the Library, Len was describing to Barry, in a lewd sort of way, what he wanted to do with him in various locations aboard the Waverider while visiting. Barry had responded with a wiggle of his eyebrows and a suggestive 'why wait.'

It was at that point Barry immediately began unbuttoning his shirt while Len began unfastening his pants. Before Barry could do anything else, Len yanked the unbuttoned shirt down off of Barry's arms and without missing a beat, spun him around. Before Barry could register what happened, Len yanked his arms behind him and snapped a pair of meta cuffs around his wrists.

"Len!" Barry yelped as Len spun him around to face him again and pressed their lips tightly together. They'd shared a lot of fantasies with each other, communicating at length what they desired, what was off-limits, what was on the table, just how far they wanted go. They'd played with everything from scarves to leather belts, blindfolds to gags but they'd never used powers dampening cuffs before and Barry could feel his cock swell at the thought and thrill of being powerless in Len's hands. It took them a long time to get back to bondage play after the ordeal with Mardon, but Barry never felt safer in his life than in Len's hands, and now he was back to feeling that again when Len restrained him.

As Barry softly moaned into the kiss, Len pressed his lips harder to his, thrusting his tongue into his mouth. Len pulled Barry close, grabbing his tight, firm ass and grinding his crotch against his as their tongues danced and darted about for a few long moments.

When Len pulled away, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a clean scarf. He may be the furthest thing from a boy-scout but knew when to be prepared. He folded the silk into a long narrow band and one knot on top of another was tied in the middle until it looked like a cloth ball gag.

"Len maybe we should at least lock the do-mmm, mmmph!" the knot was pushed into his mouth. Len prodded until it was behind his teeth and knotted the scarf behind his head. Then, holding his cheeks with both hands, Len gently kissed Barry on top of the head.

"Now for some fun," Len said softly. Not a second after he uttered the words, he heard footsteps from the hallway outside heading their way. "Fuck!" he grabbed Barry by the elbow and helped him to kneel underneath the desk and quickly plopped himself down to make himself look busy, opening the nearest book.

And now here they were, Len hard with the anticipation and Barry bound and gagged at his feet. He reached down and hooked his finger around the gag and pulled it down from Barry's lips.

"Ok, you were right about locking the door. Sorry, Scarlet," Len apologized. This wasn't what he had in mind when he initiated their playtime.

"Are you nuts? This sneaking around... it's hot!" Barry smiled impishly, his eyes darting from up at Len's face to his crotch in front of his own.

"Really?" Len smirked, reaching for his fly. "Well since your down there…" He pulled his dick free from his pants, presenting it to Barry just a scant few inches from his lips. Barry's smile widened. With his hands bound behind him, it required more skill, but he was up for the challenge.

He immediately took Len in his mouth and began to rhythmically move back and forth. It was more than clear that Barry knew exactly how to get Len off with just his mouth and Len knew he prided himself on that. Len's hips snapped forward lazily as Barry kept the right pressure and Len's moans filled the room. He quickly began to speed up. grabbing the back of Barry's head and began to assist with his movements.
"Leonard!" Sara burst through the sliding doors.

"Sara!" Len yelped in surprise. That and Barry just swallowed him to the root. He quickly rested one arm atop the desk. But Barry kept sucking his cock. Len threaded his fingers through Barry's hair, his hand clamped at the back of his head, hindering Barry from moving off his dick. Barry tried to jerk his head away but Len's grip was like a vice, the pressure of the hand at the back of his head forcing Len's cock to stay down his throat.

"Mmmph."

"Uh-hmmmm," Len cleared his throat loudly, trying to hide Barry's moan. "You startled me."

"Sorry. I was just wondering if you were interested in going out? We figured while in the '70s might as well party like it, " the young woman spoke nonchalantly, oblivious to the deep-throating going on just a few feet away from her.

"Go ahead. Barry and I have plans for the evening," Len spoke quickly.

"If you're sure then…"

"Hundred percent." Len shooed her with his free hand, trying not to sound desperate.

"Alright, just make sure you clean up after yourselves, " Sara responded and Len tried to keep the poker face. Just as she was about to leave, she turned to face Len and called out "Bye Barry." And with a wink at Len, the doors closed behind her.

With the one hand, Len hit a button on the desk and finally triggered the door lock. He kept his other hand still clamped at the back of Barry's head, forcing the bound man's head still, biting back pleasure moans as Barry sucked.

"Mmmmph."

Barry cast his eyes to look up at Len. Len smiled at him and shifted for deeper access and started to fuck Barry's mouth, hitting the back of his throat on each forward thrust. Barry swallowed as he felt his partner's body tense, humming in the back of his throat.

Len felt the vibration throughout his body and he exploded, sending his seed shooting down Barry's throat. Len's mouth dropped open, his head falling back as he moaned, grinded against Barry's face as he rode his orgasm to completion. Len continued to thrust through the aftershocks as Barry ran his tongue around his softening shaft, Len's cum filling his mouth.

He pulled out and Barry panted for air, licking his lips. Len was fast and quickly grabbed the cloth around Barry's neck and pulled it up and lodged it between his teeth, re-tying it tightly at his neck.

"Mmmmmph!" Barry protested, not at being gagged but because he wanted more.

"Don't worry, I'm not done with you yet." Len grabbed Barry by the upper arms and hauled him onto his feet. He grabbed Barry by the chin, forcing his head back and leaned in just close enough to kiss him but didn't make contact. He held his face right there and stared into his eyes as his hand traced down his body.

Barry gasped as Len slid his hand down his waistband and took his stiff prick in his grip. It was slick with pre-cum, and Len ran his fingers snugly up and down its stiff length.

"I don't think I need to tell you what having you like this does to me. Powerless and at my mercy," Len all but purred. "What would Central City say to see their savior melting in the hands of Captain Cold?"

Barry's sharp intake of breath and gagged moan of pleasure encouraged Len. He jerked his lover's cock again, and then again, and then he felt it swell and fight his grasp, and then his thick gism was pumping up and out in a violent arc from its red tip. Barry jerked and spasmed in Len's arms, and a strangled, muffled cry of pain and joy wrenched through his gag.

"Mmm-mmmph!"

Len didn't stop rubbing his stiff prick. He slowed his strokes, and loosened the tight ring of his fingers, but kept on rubbing. He pumped out a few more spurts of thick cum and Barry jerked and moaned into his gag, spent. Len planted a soft kiss upon Barry's gagged lips and let go of his chin and cock. He then reached up and pulled the gag down from around Barry's mouth, letting it hang at his neck.

Barry immediately leaned up and crushed his lips against Len's. They kissed long and hard, desperate even. Len wrapped an arm around Barry's waist and the other at the back of his head, his fingers threading his hair as his tongue curled around Barry's and pulled it into his mouth so that he could suck on it. Moaning softly, Barry nudged his knee up against Len's groin, unable to wrap his arms around him with them still cuffed behind his back, eliciting a moan from Len as they broke the kiss.

"God, please fuck me, Len," Barry murmured. Barry barely finished his plea before Len pulled the gag back up, forcing it between Barry's teeth.

Len backed them up against the desk, spun Barry around, and forced him face down over the desk, his body sprawled atop papers, books and star maps. Len kicked his legs spread open, keeping them in place with his own. He pulled Barry's jeans down over his ass, followed then by his own pants.

Len bent over him and reached down to slowly massage Barry's balls as he ghosted his breath across his lover's neck, flicking his tongue into Barry's ear. Barry jerked at the stimulation and whined deep in his chest.

Len ran his hands down Barry's back and across his ass, feeling smooth skin under his palm before sliding a finger in his hole, feeling the muscle clamp down on him.

"Mmmph! Mmmmm."

Encouraged by the sounds coming from beneath him, Len pushed in another as Barry grunted and pushed back. Len pushed a third finger in stroking across Barry's prostate as he reached down and ran his fingers across Barry's cock. Unable to wait any longer, Len withdrew his fingers and grabbed his own dick, lining it up with Barry's hole until the head of his cock breached the ring of muscle. He pushed forward steadily till he was completely buried in Barry's body.
Len stroked Barry's dick, just staying inside his ass without moving until Barry was gasping for breath and pushing back, begging for Len to move. Len started to pound in and out of Barry's body. He was so close to losing it all he could feel was the throb of his pulse in his dick throughout his body and began to fist his bound lover's cock as he continued to pound into his ass.

Barry had started to shake as soon as Len started the glide of his fist up the hard column of his cock and when Len bit down on his neck he came with a hoarse shout as his body clamped down on Len's dick. Barry erupted in his lover's hand with a yell that was smothered by the cloth in his mouth. Len was buried deep inside as he continued to ride Barry, pushing in twice more as Barry's orgasm sent him over the precipice into his own release, coming deep inside his lover's body with a shout as he rode out the aftershocks.

Barry panted and whimpered into his gag as Len lay soft kisses on his bare back as he draped on top of his bound lover, composing himself. After a few moments of rest, Len unlocked the cuffs from around Barry's wrists and helped Barry roll over onto his back, leaning over him.

Len's hands trailed down Barry's face gently before untying the gag and tossing it aside.

"Well that was fun," Barry whispered, still recovering as he smiled softly.

"God, I fuckin' love you." Len bent to kiss him, just a soft brush across the lips.
"You too," Barry said around a sigh. "So what kind of plans did you have for the rest of the night cuz Sara's plan sounded like fun."

"We'll party with them tomorrow. Tonight, we explore the Waverider, a massive ship with lots of surfaces I'd like to bend you over and tie you down to," Len smirked. "Maybe play out a few of those fantasies we talked about-"

Before Len could say anything else, Barry grabbed him by the neck and pulled him down for a passionate kiss, lifting his hips up to push against Len's.
"I knew this was going to be a great vacation," Barry smiled against his lips only far enough to talk. "Don't forget the cuffs."

There was no sound on the entire bridge but heavy breathing. Deep lungfuls and sighs from Barry's mouth, long inhales and exhales from Len's nose. The air felt thick and hot, even in the large, cold room. There was no rhythm, no technique. When he and Barry made love he always saw it as sensual, beautiful, hot. But this, this was messy and haphazard, so much like their first time together.

They were alone on the Waverider but for how long they didn't know, and here they were both standing stark naked in the middle of the bridge. Barry pressed against Len, trapping him with his soft body against the center console, his wrists handcuffed in front this time with the meta cuffs, his arms draped over Len's shoulders and resting behind Len's neck. He could feel the warm breath on his neck just before Len kissed him there. Len could feel Barry's pulse hammering in his throat, his hands slid down his body to settle on his hips briefly, then lower to cup his firm ass.

Possessively Len fondled him, pulling him closer. Len could feel Barry's rigid length pressing into his abdomen, could feel a smile in his kiss as he found his soft warm lips with his own. Barry's thigh slipped between Len's, and he gently pressed up into him. They both groaned, the kiss becoming harder and more intense. Barry had to strain to hold himself rigid, letting him control his actions, wanting to do everything he told him to do. This was Len's fantasy, he was the one into public sex where it made Barry blush throughout his entire body, his nerves shaking him to his core almost as deeply as the arousal.

Len pulled away suddenly and Barry yelped shifting his cuffed wrists to try to gain some purchase as Len bent and lifted Barry onto the top of the console. Barry automatically spread his legs to allow Len easy access. Len's hands went around his waist and pulled him close, trying to kiss Barry on the mouth but Barry leaned back on the console and undulated his body, encouraging Len to kiss him elsewhere. Len traced a line down his chest as Barry's bound hands played with the buzzed hair at the back of his skull. Barry closed his eyes and reveled in the sensation, letting small moans and gasps escape him each time his lover reached one of the sensitive spots with his lips that drove him wild with desire, but Len moved on before it got that far, making Barry whimper with disappointment and buck in a desperate try to prolong the touch.

Suddenly lips closed around his erection. Barry bucked up slightly, having not expected the action but Len forcefully pressed him down again, forcing him to be still. Len dived in and started to devour Barry's cock with his mouth. Barry gasped and moaned, not able to do anything but hold on for dear life as Len expertly sucked and licked the hard shaft until it started to leak when Len pulled back suddenly and then he lifted his head to look at Barry, a knowing grin on his face.

He pushed Barry a little further back along the top of the metal surface and, to the younger man's surprise, got up on the console with him. He crawled up along Barry's body until he could bend down and capture the younger man's mouth in a heated kiss. His tongue slipped in between eagerly parting lips and he took his time to do some slow, thorough exploring. Barry sighed under him and arched into his touch when Len started to run his hand up and down his lover's torso, enjoying the feeling of warm flesh, strong muscles, and the hard ridges that marked the ribs. Len lifted his head to look down at Barry again, taking in the swollen lips and the darkened, hooded, lust-filled eyes. The younger man was breathing heavily now and Len himself noticed that his breath had deepened considerably.

"Hi," Barry said as Len lay down on top of him.

"Hi," Len replied. He put a hand on the side of Barry's face, caressing his cheek slowly with his thumb before diving back in for another kiss. Their tongues slipped and slid against each other, battling while low moans and groans escaped their throats, sending electric jolts down to their hardening cocks.

Barry wrapped his legs around Len's waist as the older man pushed slowly into his body. When Len started thrusting, the movements' small but going deep, Barry automatically tried to arch his back in pleasure but Len's weight kept him pinned down. So he settled for arching his neck. He felt Len start to suckle his neck and he knew was going to have a hickey for as long as these cuffs stayed on him. The idea of being marked by Len, having it last, sent a surge of arousal to his cock so he shifted his bound hands to Len's head to hold him there. He thrust his pelvis up as much as he could, matching Len's increasing tempo, his erection trapped between their bodies and it took all of Barry's will power to prevent himself from coming too soon. He didn't give the younger man any time to adjust and started up a frantic pace, pounding into Barry harder and faster with each thrust. Barry threw his head back and shouted in pleasure as his pace became rougher, more frantic. With a shout, Len pushed himself deep inside Barry and stilled, his teeth nipping the sensitive skin of Barry's neck as he came. The slight pain pushed Barry over the edge and he gasped Len's name as his seed spilled out of him.

Time seemed to stop for them and it felt like an eternity had passed when the last waves of pleasure washed over them, leaving them spent and shaking. Len collapsed into a boneless heap on top of Barry. They lay like that for quite some time while they basked in the afterglow, panting and unmoving until Len forced himself to pull out. He reached up to move Barry's arms up from over his head, clasping the forearms, but Barry hooked his ankles around the other man's legs and tugged on Len's neck with his cuffed hands, preventing him from moving off him.

"Anyone can come back any minute," Len mumbled, still panting.

"Not yet," Barry replied, breathy, eyes blinking long.

"I love you", Len mumbled and planted a kiss on Barry's neck. Barry smiled and moved to intercept the attention to his neck to capture Len's lips. He kissed him slowly, lazily.

"Love you, too, Len," he whispered against Len's lush, kiss-swollen lips. "Best vacation ever, by the way."

"It's not over yet," Len lifted a brow but before he could suggest the next section of the Waverider they could debauch they were interrupted.

"Not that I don't enjoy the private show, but it's about become a little less private Mr. Snart," Gideon said suddenly and Len could feel the heat instantly as Barry's entire body blushed. "You have about five minutes before the entire team arrives on the bridge."

And like a cold shower, Barry was yelling at him for the cuff keys, Len scrambling to get them free. With a minute real time to spare, the cuffs unlocked and Barry used his superspeed to clean up the bridge and rush them to Len's quarters. Len knew he probably shouldn't have laughed because it ended with him cuffed to the bed while Barry had his way with him. It didn't really translate well to punishment for finding it so damn funny, but it turned out Barry was very good at slow when he wanted to be, a delicious kind of torture for Len.

Definitely the best vacation ever.