Chapter 2: Early Encounters
"I felt pretty powerful the first time I broke The Flash, leaving him the image of a shivering, convulsing blur of a man underneath me. The only thing keeping me steady atop him was the ironclad grip he had on my ass, and my sheer willingness to finally fuck him into submission."
"Oh God! Make it stop." Wally West covered his ears with his hands, unsure of what he'd walked in on in the speedlab. He was completely unwilling to let any more of that scene weasel its way into his memory. "What the hell is this? Flash fanfiction?"
"Your sister is definitely a Flash fan, but this ain't no fanfiction, brother," Cisco retorted. "It's a 150-page ebook, which already has," he said scrolling, "10…12…15 reviews on Amazon."
"What? Iris?! Wrote this? And published it? The Hell?" Wally asked dumbfounded.
"That seems to be the case," Caitlin responded tentatively, peering over Cisco's shoulder.
"But why would she–"
"Look, Wally, I know this is more than any brother would wanna hear about his sister, especially when she's the one giving up the info, but she is a married woman; she has every right to explore her sexu-"
"AGHH!– stop talking. Please," Wally shouted, grabbing his head, before rushing out of the speedlab.
"I think you broke him Snow," chimed in harry Harry, who was nursing a sly grin from the corner.
"No, I think Iris is the only one doing the breaking around here," Cisco chuckled.
"GOD! AGHH!" Wally screamed off into the distance.
"My bad bro!"
Caitlin leaned over Cisco, attempting to grab the e-reader from Cisco's hands. "I think that's enough for today, don't you think? Wally might never return as it is."
"You're right," Cisco said, sighing, hesitantly relinquishing the e-reader over to the doctor.
"Gimme that Ramon," Harry snatched the e-reader from the young engineer before it'd met Caitlin's hands. "You don't start something like that, then not finish it.
"Harry!" Caitlin yelled out.
Harry raised a hand in defiance, then adjusted his glasses to pick up where Cisco had left off.
" I felt even more powerful hearing my name slip from his lips, ringing out throughout our bedroom not just in the booming vibrato of a man who had been so thoroughly fucked he couldn't think straight, but when his voice dropped below a whisper, due to him having not the energy to scream any longer."
"Booming vibrato? Since when does booming vibrato describe Barry's voice?" Cisco interrupted.
"Oh, so you're an expert on what Barry's voice sounds like during sex?" Caitlin quipped through pursed lips.
"Touche," Cisco said, relenting
"Hey, frick and frack," Harry interjected, "No interruptions ."
It took awhile to get to that point," Harry continued. " This was a new experience for me, and even when I didn't account for his powers, it was challenging. You've seen the Flash, tall, svelte– swanlike even. Not exactly attributes of a well endowed man in my mind. But I figured that what he might lack in size, he'd make up for in heart. Again– naive. The first time he revealed himself to me with a hint of a cocky grin, "Wow," was all that I could say. "Wow. Wow. Wow."
My first instinct was to reach out and wrap my fingers around its base. Already standing at attention, foreplay would have been in vain. He was ready, and God knows I was cautiously waiting in anticipation. But though I'd known this man a lifetime, we both knew that this part of him, not accessible to me for all of these years, deserved a proper introduction. I'll never forget the way his tongue caught between his teeth, or the lustful glint that sparkled in his eye, as he anticipated my next move, a sheer display of self-assuredness, I'd never seen from him. What followed was me massaging his length, until he'd expanded to his full capacity, which had to have been between 8 and 9 gloriously terrifying inches.
"Baby, you're huge," I whispered, awestruck.
More fondling led to undressing and caressing, and then it was time to mount him. Hovering over his cock, which would soon be invading every part of me I took in a deep breath. He ran his hands up and down my back, smiling at me. "Are you sure you're ready?" I nodded, knowing all too well that I was lying. He knew it too, for he then reached between my legs to gently massage my wet slit, before slipping a finger inside of me, then another. Then one more, gently stretching my opening, preparing me for what was to come next.
"Oh Baby, that feels amazing," I said, latching onto his shoulders for leverage as he continued to work me up.
"God, you're sexy." He crooned, as I rode his fingers towards ecstasy. This I could handle. But God help me the rest of the night.
His fingers then slipped out of my channel, and I was soon placed on my back. He trailed soft, needy kisses down my body, starting at my mouth, and working his way down the center of my body. When he made it to my pussy, he placed a single kiss at my center, before licking the juices that had pooled there from his lips. He pushed open my legs, and started lowering himself into me. My breath hitched as the tip of his cock broke ground, slowly inching its way deeper, and deeper.
"Oh, God," I cried out, by the time he was halfway in. He stalled a moment, peering deep into my eyes. A silent nod of reassurance preceded him gripping my hips and slowly pushing himself the rest of the way in. I lifted my head to meet his eyes, digging my nails into his arms, as he watched the last inch of inch of himself disappear inside of me. His welcomed intrusion hurt in the best way, in the worst way, but even through his lightning struck eyes, I could see the overwhelming concern. He had to know that I was good before – always the hero.
"More," I said, teeth clenched. "More."
"Ugh," he grunted at the friction, pulling himself out of me slowly, before thrusting back into me, each procession gradually building up to be more forceful than the last.
"Ahh…ahh…ahh," I shrieked, savoring the feel of being stretched beyond my wildest dreams, relaxing more and more into our dalliance with each stroke. I reveled in being able to take all of him, in being the one person in the world he could satisfy his carnal needs with.
"You're doing so good, baby," he encouraged me, sweat starting to gather over his brow. "Sooo good."
He then reached between my legs, rubbing a vibrating thumb against my sensitive clit, a sensation more powerful than any vibrator I'd ever owned. "Oh God, just like that, baby. More," I cried out," not knowing that 'more' wasn't the smartest command to give a speedster on a mission.
Before I knew it, I was a sputtering, spasming mess, completely surrendered to The Flash, as he continued thrusting through the first of many orgasms that night. The only thing I could do to stop the screaming was to pull him down so that we were chest to chest, and cry out into the crook of his neck…"Fuck me, Flash. Fuck me,"– the words of a foolish woman, ready to be completely destroyed by her lover…
"So what Iris wants me to believe is that Barry Allen is some kind of sex god?"
"See, I don't think you're the audience she had in mind at all Cisco," Harry said laughing.
"If I was, this would be a very different conversation, now wouldn't it?" Cisco responded.
"I don't even wanna know what you mean by that. Anyway, is this why West is always so damn chipper?" Harry added, through stunted laughter.
"God, what woman wouldn't be?," Caitlin answered monotonously to no one in particular, staring off into the distance. A moment passed, and her gaze found Cisco and Harry Wally who were staring at her awestruck. "Oh, you know… I just mean…generally spea-"
"Cait, lemme stop you there," Cisco said with a raised hand. "There are more important matters at hand, and it has nothing to do with you scaring me further than this book already has."
"And yet, you keep reading it, Ramon," said Harry.
"Hey, I paid 8.99 for this. I'm reading it from cover to cover," Cisco shot back. "I work hard for my money."
Caitlin crossed her arms, rolling her eyes. "Speaking of working hard, we need to get back to the cortex. We've been in the speed lab for an hour."
"Snow's right. Barry's gonna start to get suspicious," added Harry. "Lead the way, Dr."
"I wonder how much it cost them to fill an entire bathtub with chocolate syrup," Cisco asked as they walked towards the cortex.
"There are alot of variables to take into consideration," said Harry. "Did they use Hershey's or some off brand? How many square inches is the bathtub? Was it filled to the–"
"Shhhh," Caitlin said, the raised voices of Barry and Iris stopping her in her tracks. Harry and Cisco to bumped into her, unable to stop walking so abruptly. Caitlin put a hand to her lips, then motioned for them to inch towards the entrance.
Manuel Break
"What do you MEAN you accidentally published a book about our sex life?" Barry asked, pacing back and forth in front of Iris.
"Not us, as in Barry and Iris. Us as in me and…The Flash," Iris said, offering a nervous smile.
"Iris, we are MARRIED. People are going to think you're cheating on me. Oh God," He said," palming his forehead. "I'll be the laughing stock of CCPD. You know, they already think you have a thing for The Flash!"
"No, you don't understand. Let me explain, please." Iris begged, grabbing his arm.
Barry sighed, then let his weight fall against the control station. "I'm listening."
"The book is anonymous. No identities were revealed. I'd never compromise The Flash's identity, or have you, Barry, looking foolish. You should know that."
"But why would you publish this without asking me how I felt?"
"I had written the book as a sexy gift for you and was going to get it published by one of those companies that allow you to upload and print off your own books, but somehow…someway…things got mixed up, and I unwittingly uploaded it to my Amazon author account – under my pen name–, and it's kinda sorta already sold 85 copies."
"85 copies." Barry blinked wildly, mouth aghast. "And you're just now telling me?"
"I didn't know until about 45 minutes ago when my editor at CCPN sent me an email asking me to read and review the book."
"Well. that's just great. 85 people now know exactly how "The Flash" likes it," Barry added throwing his hands up into the air. . "My enemies are gonna know about that thing I do when I…God, did you add that in? You know what, don't answer that. I don't even wanna know.
"Barry–"
"BY THE WAY, If your editor has found it, it's only a matter of time before The Team does. Have you met Cisco and Harry? They will never let me live this down."
"Baby, I know. Do you think I want them to know how you make me scream?" Iris pressed her hands into his folded arms, fluttering her big, doe eyes at him. "How much I love how good you feel?" she added, trailing a hand down his front before settling on his package. "How big you are." She leaned up on her tiptoes, to reach his mouth, planting a kiss there. For a moment, he returned her kiss, then forced himself to break away.
"Barry?"
"This is how we got into this mess in the first place. You're not about to butter me up right now," he said, backing out of her reach.
She sighed, humping her shoulders. "Ugh, it was a worth a shot."
"Forreal?"
"Baby, I'm sorry," Iris said, "closing the gap between them. "I just hate having you mad at me. But I promise the book is getting deleted as soon as I head back to work. No one will ever know."
"You mean other than the 85 people who've already downloaded it? Including your editor? Come on, Iris."
Iris started to speak, but the right words were lost on her. Good intentions aside, she'd invited the world into their bedroom, and that wasn't something that she could make up for with a kiss.
"Barry, I'm sorry, baby," she said finally.
Barry sighed. "I just," he started, running a head through his hair. "I…"
A loud, whirring alarm caught their attention. Barry rushed over to the control station to see what had set it off. Armed robbery at Central City Bank. "…gotta go I guess.. We'll talk about this later," he said before speeding out of the cortex.
Iris sighed, then flopped into the computer chair, spinning absentmindedly. "Wow. This day couldn't get any worse if I tried."
"After noon, Iris," Caitlin offered with a smile.
Iris perked up at the sound of Caitlin's voice, forcing a smile, as the rest of the team entered the cortex from the opposite direction.
"Hey guys, you just gettin in?"
"Oh..um, no we've just been-," Cisco said.
"Working," Harry interjected.
"On? No one was working the control station when Barry left," Iris inquired.
"Working on something…big. " Caitlin smiled at her timidly before nudging Harry, who was smirking widely, in the ribs. Iris narrowed her gaze at the team in front of her, before focusing on the faces of the people in front of her. It was Cisco who had been avoiding direct eye contact, but holding in what looked like nervous laughter that raised her suspicions.
"Oh God," Iris said palming her forehead. "Tell me, how much of that did you hear?"
"Enough to know that Barry doesn't like being buttered up," Cisco spit out before grabbing his mouth with his hand. "Oops."
"Yeah, he, if I remember currently prefers warm chocolate sauce," Harry added, laughing.
"HARRY!," yelled Caitlin and Cisco in unison.
Iris gasped, as blood rushed to her cheeks.
"Guess it just got worse."