Frostbite

(I don't own the Flash)

Chapter 21

….

The sound of gunshots and explosions quickly grab the wedding party's attention. Barry grabs his new wife's hand.

"Get to the lab, you should all be safe in there" he says, before nodding at Oliver "any chance you brought some of your tech with you?"

Oliver nods, quickly running off in the other direction followed by his sister and Felicity. Caitlin shakes her head, looking at him as if he had said something ridiculous "No, No I'm not going anywhere. I'm not leaving you!"

He presses a quick kiss to her lips, staring into her eyes when she pulls away "Cait, please. I need to know that you're safe. I'll be fine"

"You don't know that, I can help. Let me help" she argues with him but he just shakes his head

"It's too dangerous, I'm not risking losing you again. Please just go with Cisco, Iris and Joe, keep an eye on the city"

But she refuses "I'm not leaving you here"

He groans in frustration before picking her up and flashing her to the lab "I'm sorry, I love you" he says, putting her down before flashing off again. He comes back two more times, with Cisco, Wells, Iris and Joe before grabbing his suit and flashing away for the final time.

She wants to scream in frustration and crumple into tears but she's got a job to do, so she gathers the train of her wedding dress in one hand and quickly moves to the computer. Logging on the security cameras in the city, she quickly scans them to see what's going on.

The park that she just exchanged vows in in covered in black scorch marks, a man with a large gun walking through with a manic grin. She sees Barry and Oliver appear on the left side of the screen, obviously confronting him and has to hold in a shout when he aims the gun at them, a large blast barely missing them as the jump out of the way.

She watches them fight for a few minutes, biting on the end of her nails as Barry has a few close calls. That's when she notices it, the gun is charged by the metahuman's fire power. As long as he is able to use it, there's no telling what destruction he'll cause.

"You're not going to like this" she says, catching Cisco, Joe and Iris's attention "But I have an idea"

….

Barry dodged the blast from the meta's gun, just managing to get out of the way "We need to figure out a way to shut that gun down" he calls out to Oliver

"Well it's not like I have all of my stuff with me Barry" Oliver shouts from the other side of the park, now changed into his suit "My arrows don't seem to affect him at all"

"It seems to be powered from him, if we can find a way to stop his powers from working, we should be safe" Barry shouts as he dodges another blast

"Great, you don't happen to have any of your meta-inhibitor things with you by any chance?"

Barry's about to answer when a flash of white from behind the meta catches his attention, distracting him for just a moment. Unfortunately, that happens to be the same moment the meta locks his gun on him and he's hit with a powerful blast, sending him flying onto the ground as someone screams his name.

His head spins and he's pretty sure he's hallucinating, because there's no way Caitlin is standing behind the meta, still in her wedding dress and holding a massive gun. He groans, pulling himself up off the ground to flash his way over to her just as she releases a ray of ice into the back of the meta, effectively knocking him out.

She drops the gun to the ground with a thud as Barry flashes to her side, sweeping her up in his arms "What are you doing here? It's not safe! What if it didn't work Caitlin?" he says, quickly becoming upset.

"I wasn't going to just watch you guys get burnt alive! And I had backup!" she says, pointing to behind her where Iris and Joe were both armed with similar weapons.

He sighs, before letting himself smile at her "Thank you" he says before looking down at the unconscious meta on the ground "What do you think about getting this guy back to the lab and then we can go grab some food for our wedding reception?"

"Oh, thank god! I'm starving" she says with a laugh, pulling her new husband along by the hand.

….

She had to give Cisco and Iris credit, they really did a good job at pulling together an impromptu wedding reception. Barry had confessed that he'd originally booked a small hall, flowers and everything but in the aftermath of the attack, most things were closed and they were all exhausted by this point.

Still, she gasped when they re-entered the lab and found fairy lights strung up, flowers from the would-be reception on almost every surface. All their guests were there, virtually unscathed from the attack and Joe happily came in, bringing bags of various food with him.

"We can have a proper reception later on" Barry says from beside her, taking her silence as disappointment

"What? Oh, no, Barry this is… amazing. I mean, no it's not what I originally had in mind, but having all our friends and family here, in the place where we first met. It just seems right" she says, quickly reassuring him.

There's a glint of something in his eyes as he smiles, pulling her hand so he could lead them away and into the med bay, thankfully slipping out unnoticed. She's about to ask him what he's doing when he pushes her against the wall of the med bay, cutting off the yelp that escapes her mouth with his lips.

She smiles into the kiss, winding her arms around his neck as he pushes her further up the wall, one hand gripping her hip. He breaks the kiss after a few moments, pressing his lips to her jaw, her neck "Sorry" he mumbles against her skin "I've just wanted to do that all day"

She sighs happily against him, relaxing her arms against his shoulders "I don't mind" she says as she brings him forward for another kiss, slipping her tongue into his mouth.

He groans against her, hands tightening against her waist so hard he'd probably leave marks tomorrow. One of her leg hitches around his hips, pulling him closer as the fabric of her wedding dress slides up, one of his hands slipping up to cup her bare thigh.

"We…we have people out there….waiting for us" he moans against her lips, hand continuing it's adventure up towards the one place where she really wanted it.

"Uh… any chance we can…ohh!... just go straight to the honeymoon?" she asks, hands already starting to undo the first few buttons of his shirt.

"I…I think our guests might have something to say about that"

"I don't care" she mutters, tugging him closer. He only starts to pull away once her hands reach for the zip on the front of his pants

"Cait, Cait wait" he mumbles, breathing heavily against her ear "This isn't how I want to do this"

"You're seriously going to stop now?" she huffs in frustration

"I know, I'm sorry" he says, pressing a kiss to her temple in apology "I just want our first time as a married couple to be special. You deserve more than a quickie against the lab wall. I want to be able to make love to my wife all night, and believe me, once we start we won't be stopping for a while"

She groans, letting her leg fall back to the ground and readjusting her dress "You're definitely going to like the surprise I have for you at home then"

He rebuttons his shirt, brushing some stray hair back from her face "Surprise?"

She gives him a sly grin "Just something I got a couple of weeks ago for our wedding night, lucky I like to get things organised early"

He winds his arms around her waist, gazing at her for a few moments "God, you're so beautiful"

She blushes, rubbing her face with her hand "Ugh, no I'm not, I'm a mess" And she was, bits of her braided bun were falling out, her dress stained with dirt and ash and her makeup was slightly smudged from sweat.

He takes her hand away, kissing the knuckles of it gently before pressing kiss to her jaw "You're gorgeous" he mutters, sending a shiver up her spine, the heat settling low in her belly flaring up again.

She's about to pull him in and start it all over again when there's a cough from the doorway "Ugh, please tell me you guys didn't just consummate your marriage in our lab" Cisco groans, rubbing his eyes "Like, I'm happy for you two, but there are some things I just do not need to see"

She blushes, hiding her face in Barry's face while he picks up the nearest book and throws it at him. He easily dodges it, a smirk on his face as he retreats "Just came to remind you that there's a reception going on next door, with tons of people who definitely don't want to hear you two going at it"

They laugh, Caitlin going a deeper shade of red as he takes her hand, intertwining his fingers with hers "Shall we Mrs Allen?"

"Lead the way, Mr Allen"

…..

In between all of the congratulations and hugs, Caitlin manages to pull Iris aside for a few seconds. The other woman's face is flushed from the champagne and dancing with Cisco, a pretty blush adorning her cheeks,

"I just wanted to thank you, again. This… all of this, it's perfect" Caitlin says quietly in the hall outside of where their friends and family were "I just… why did you do all of this for us? After everything that happened I thought you'd be the last person to organise our wedding"

"Caitlin" Iris sighs, a tired smile on her face "I've already told you before, I want to move past all of that. Life is too short, too uncontrollable to hold onto to grudges. And I'm happy, happier than I have been in a long time, I've actually started seeing someone recently"

"That's great!" Caitlin says enthusiastically "You deserve happiness Iris"

"And so do you, so stop beating yourself up" Iris says sternly "Look, Barry loves you, and when he asked for my help I'll admit I was apprehensive at first. But we've already hurt each other so much in the past, it was time to let go of all of that. And I wanted to make some kind of amends after what happened on that rooftop… I still feel kind of responsible for that"

Caitlin flinches at the mention of her almost suicide attempt "I've already told you, that wasn't your fault"

"I know, but I still felt like I helped put you up there" Iris admits "and the thought that you could have died before we could fix things made me feel sick to my stomach. If there was something I could do to ease the burden off your shoulders a little I wanted to do it… I forgive you Caitlin, we may not be best friends but we're almost sisters now, and I don't want to fight anymore""

She nods, sniffing as she struggled to keep the tears in her eyes from breaking and ruining her makeup "Hey, none of that" Iris chuckles "It's your wedding day, the only tears your supposed to be having are happy ones. Now come on, enough talk of the past. The future awaits"

Caitlin allows her to guide them back into the room, curling her hand around Barry's arm and leaning into his side "Everything okay?" he asks under his breath, catching them re-entering the room out of the corner of his eye

She smiles up at him, kissing his lightly on the jaw "Everything's perfect, just…looking forward to the future"

…

They have their first dance in the middle of the lab, Summer Nights playing in the background. They finally manage to sneak away after cutting the cake, Barry wasting no time in flashing them back to their apartment. He fuses their lips together the second they're inside, hands tightly gripping her waist as he starts to guide her back to their bedroom, as he'd done so many times before.

She lightly pushes at his chest right before they get inside, breaking away from him "Remember that surprise I was talking about before?"

"I'm trying not to" he laughs, kissing along her jaw "it's taking all of my restraint not to just pull you to the floor and take you right now"

She groans, pushing him away again "trust me, it'll be worth it" she moves away from him, quickly entering their bedroom and grabbing the item she had been storing in the bottom shelf of her drawers for the last few weeks. She hides it behind her back, passing by Barry and heading to the bathroom, casting a sultry look over her shoulder "give me ten minutes, husband"

She quickly unfolds the soft clothing in her hands, holding in out in front of her. The baby doll was a soft peach colour, delicate tulle ruffle details along the slight v neckline and the hem of the lingerie. A single tulle rosebud lay in the middle of the baby doll in the middle of the bust the bust.

She carefully takes off her wedding dress, hanging it up on the bathroom door to put away later. Stripping down to just her underwear, she slips into the baby-doll, tugging it so it fit just right, the material not even reaching halfway down her thighs. She quickly wipes off the ruined makeup and ash and dirt, reapplying some mascara and soft pink lipstick.

She reaches behind her head, carefully removing the pin Iris had put in her braided hair earlier today, and unravels the braided bun, letting it fall to her shoulders. She gently brushes it out, thick curls reaching just above her cleavage before brushing her teeth quickly. Pausing to take a look at herself in the mirror, she forces herself to take a deep breath in, hoping to calm her nerves.

'This is ridiculous' She thought to herself with a nervous smile 'I've had sex with Barry before, there's no reason for me to be nervous now'

Taking another deep breath, she peeks open the door, quietly coming out. What she didn't expect was for candles to be littered across the apartment, white rose petals strewn across the floor leading to their room.

She follows the path they made, her breath stolen from her when she took in the interior of their room and the man responsible for it. More candles and rose petals on practically every surface in their room, fairy lights hanging from the ceiling. A bottle of champagne and two champagne flutes sat on her dresser but her attention was focused on the man who had yet to notice her arrival.

His suit jacket was gone, as were his shoes and sock, the first couple of buttons of his shirt undone and his bow tie untied and hanging round his neck. He finally looked up, his green eyes meeting hers and then darkening as he took in her appearance.

"You look…wow" he stares at her in awe for a moment, slowly moving so that they were only centimetres apart "How did I get so lucky?"

"Funny, I was just asking myself the same thing" she smiles, blushing nervously "Sorry, that was really cheesy"

He takes her face into his hands "It was perfect, you're perfect" he mutters before bringing his lips to hers. She immediately responds, hands gripping his clothed shoulders as their tongues battled for dominance.

They just kiss heavily for a few minutes, moaning and grinding against each other until Barry finally pulls his lips away from hers, grinning at the swollen state of them. His hands go from her face to the sides of her waist, gripping her tightly as he guided them back to rest against a wall.

She sighs happily as his mouth leaves a trail down her jaw to the place next to her collarbone that he knows drives her wild. He bites down gently and her breath hitches in the best way, her fingers tugging on the hair on the back of his neck. He edges one of his legs between her thighs, one of her calves coming to wrap around his waist as he pressed her further against the wall, a small groan emitting from his mouth as she grinds against him "God, Cait, you have no idea how badly I want you right now"

"I think I might have some" she pants, moving one of his hands to rest against the apex of her thighs, his fingers brushing against the fabric of her dampened underwear

"Jesus, you're soaked through already" he moans, the tips of his fingers dipping inside and gently rubbing against her.

She arches against him, gasping as his slips a finger inside, using the pad of his thumb to circle around her clit "Oh! God, Barry, don't stop"

He smiles against her skin, pulling away from her for a moment to draw her back to their bed and lightly push her against it. Climbing on top of her, he kisses his way down her body, hooking his thumbs on the edge of her underwear and slowly dragging it down her legs before trailing his lips back up her thighs.

She's tense, her body practically trembling with anticipation as she looks down at the sight of him laying between her legs. The first swipe of his tongue on her has her arching her back with a loud cry, her fingers going to tug on his hair. He doesn't relent though, using one of his forearms to pin down her hips as he continues his assault with his mouth, his tongue sliding in just the right spots as he sucks on her clit.

She comes with a loud cry of his name but he's not done yet, pulling her closer as he speeds up his actions, now inserting a finger and curling it upwards. She lets out a loud shout, Barry looking up at her momentarily and smiling at the image of her flushed face, eyes screwed shut and mouth parted in ecstasy.

He vibrates his finger inside of her, as his tongue presses hard against her and she sobs, gripping the sheets in fistfuls as he sends her hurtling towards another orgasm. Just as she's starting to come down, the coil in her stomach tightens again as Barry continues to flex his finger inside her, slipping in another and curling them upwards

"B-Barry! I-I can't! Not again!" She whimpers, her hips bucking against his arm "Oh God! P-please, it's too much!"

He smiles against her, speeding up his fingers "You can baby, just let go, I've got you. Come for me again"

He pumps two of his fingers inside while his thumb presses down on her clit, her thighs twitching against him in pleasure. Leaning up, he kisses her deeply as he speeds his fingers up again, vibrating his thumb against her and that's all she needs as she screams his name against his mouth.

She's panting when he withdraws his hand from her, small beads of sweat already starting to form at her brow "Oh…my…god"

"Yeah, well you can call me Barry" he says with a smug grin, her shaky laugh vibrating against him. He's painfully hard, she can feel it against her thigh and slowly moves a hand down to wrap around him through his pants

"Let's see how many time I can get you calling out my name Mr Allen" she smirks.

He grins, but grabs her wrist, pulling it away "As much as I would love that, it'll have to wait till later. I want to cum for the first time inside of my wife"

She playfully pouts, but moves her hand away, instead going to the front of his shirt "Well we better get rid of some of these clothes then"

His lips attack hers then, pulling her closer as frenzied hands pull at each other's articles of clothing. Her hands deftly unbutton his shirt, helping him shrug his shirt and tie off to somewhere in the room before going to the zip on the front of his pants and pulling it down. He sits up for a moment to shake his trousers and boxers off before sinking his hands into the soft material of her baby-doll, gently puling it up and over her shoulders until they were both as naked as the day they were born.

He lays her down again against the pillows, his hands resting at her breasts, pinching and rolling her nipples until she was gasping underneath him again, her hips arching to meet his. He slowly goes down to pull one into his mouth, enjoying the keening sound that escapes her mouth as he gently bites down. He alternates between the two until her fingers wrench into his hair, tugging him upwards.

"No more teasing Barry, make love to me, please" she whispers, wrapping her legs around his waist

"As my beautiful wife commands" he grins, joining their mouths together as he positions himself and slowly pushes inside her. She moans against him, her hands slipping from his hair to grip at his shoulders as he starts to move, tugging one of her legs higher to deepen himself inside of her.

"I love you" he groans against the skin of her neck, slowly starting to thrust inside her as she moaned and arched beneath hm.

"God, Barry please, more" she gasps out, digging her nails into his back and urging him on.

Barry responded with enthusiasm, quickening his pace, egged on by her breathy moans in his ear, her body writhing beneath his. "Gods, Cait…" he found himself grunting the words as his muscles tensed and strained with every rise and fall of their bodies.

They were drowning in sensual bliss, in that same ache for release as their bodies came together again and again in some primordial alchemy, racing toward completion. Sweat beaded upon his face, dripping down his neck, and her tongue swathed along his pulse, tasting the salt of his perspiration. Her eyes were hooded and dark as they met his, mouth open and panting his name, "Barry! Barry! Barry!" as her hips bucked up to urge him on.

Barry groaned, his hips propelling forward hard and fast as he grew closer and closer. He kissed her throat, her breast, closing his lips around the nipple and suckling. He was close, so very close, and he crept his hand between their joined bodies, wanting to see her come apart again in his arms. He rubbed firm circles against her clit with the pad of his thumb, deepened the arch of his hips, and was rewarded when her breath hitched and her back bowed, her nails scratching down his shoulders as she half-screamed, half-sobbed something resembling his name.

She spasmed and quivered underneath him, her inner walls clenching down on his as her forth orgasm took hold of her and he was gone. A strangled cry of her name was ripped from his lips, his head bowed in the space between her head and her neck, perspiration lightly casting a sheen over the both of them.

He lies there for a moment, resting his damp forehead above her right breast, kissing it gently before pulling out of her, falling back on the bed beside her, chest heaving. She curls up against him, draping one leg over his hip, the two of them just lying there in a daze and waiting for their heartbeats to slow down to normal.

"So married sex, better than dating sex?" He breathes out after a few moments

She laughs, nuzzling her head against him "Oh yeah… definitely"