Back with a new chapter and this is one I'm especially looking forward to write. I absolutely fucking love Annie in the show: The Boys. I read the comics and...well, in my opinion, the show was WAY WAY WAY fuckin' better! Her attitude in the show and how she defends herself against the Seven-that including Homelander's bitch ass antics-shows me that she definitely has what it takes to be a very noble hero, and despite (I'm not gonna spoil it for people who haven't watched the show, but if you ever have free time, Watch it! I repeat: Watch it! I promise you, you won't regret it. I thought I was gonna hate it when I saw the first ep, but boy I was wrong.) that unfortunate encounter in the first episode by The Deep was disgusting and appalling, Annie stood her ground and it was just really great to see her character development.

Not to mention, her relationship with Hughie Campbell, who really reminds me a lot of season 1 Barry Allen every time he would show fear, then later, become a badass. I'm not gonna lie, I admire their on screen relationship, it's actually chill and nice in a way. Hughie wanting to protect Annie, Annie wanting to protect Hughie, they just want the other to be safe, and I hope they stay together for the 4th season, unlike the comics where; and fair warning of spoiler alert from The Boys comics: Hughie broke up with Annie and ends up with him calling her a "slut" which I guess he sort of had a right to say it since also in the comics, Homelander, A-Train and Black Noir all raped her. Not The Deep or as people like to call him: "The Peak." (Don't know why)

It was demeaning. I had to take a break from reading the comic, but hopefully Annie and Hughie stay together for season 4 and the more seasons to come.

Now that I have explained a little about why I like the show and why I chosed Annie, It's time for the smut. And to keep this a bit fair, let's pretend Hughie unfortunately died saving Butcher. (He's just another badass character from the show.)

I worked really hard on this so please no negativity. I don't need that. If you don't like it then fuck off. No one asked for you to read this, Enjoy!

Yellow lightning crackles all over the Flash's body as he speeds across the globe to catch his sworn nemesis and mother's murder, Reverse Flash. They just passed Berlin and ran several circles around steep pyramids in Egypt all the while a sandstorm taking place almost blinding them. How could Egyptians lived here is beyond Barry's understanding.

As soon as Reverse Flash reached the tip of the 100 ft Pyramid, he surges red lightning to fill his eyes like a demon. Then, looking down, his eyes narrow when a streak of yellow flashes in his eyes.

"Gahhhh!"

Reverse Flash bellows a yell as he tumbles all the way 100ft down, landing on sand. It was weirdly sticky and it smelled like dirty laundry when you leave it in the dryer for a hot minute. He groans as his back made contact to the ground, but he recovers immediately and takes off, the Flash following in pursuit.

They engage in another 'speedster fight' as Cisco and Chester called it. But this time, it was gonna end different. This time...Reverse Flash will fall. Barry was gonna make sure of that. Now that he's been trained by Oliver Queen and Bruce Wayne, Barry's defense was through the roof, it was way more advanced then before his first run.

The Flash and Reverse Flash engage in a fistfight, now running on the Atlantic Coast, the water was churning and splashing under their heels at hypersonic speed. Red and Yellow lightning streaks go in zigzags on the ocean before Reverse Flash finds himself pinned to a tree in the African Jungle. They just ran 4,789 miles in under a pico second.

Barry's teeth clenched, hand around Thawne's throat. "Why did you kill Iris? Answer me you son of a bitch or-" He shouted, putting more force on his grip.

"Or what? You'll put a hand in my chest? Come on, be realistic Barry. We have gone though this scenario over and over again! And not once have you had the guts to. Not in the past, not in future and sure as hell...not now," Thawne says with a smirk, whispering at first, shouting, and whispering again by the end of it, angering Barry even more to put a tighter grip. This time, his tone as strangle as he says, "You don't deserve your speed...You deserve nothing...You deserve to rot in your personal hell, Flash...and I'll make sure...you get there!" His voice distorted at the end, eyes turning blood red.

Then, without warning, Thawne phases out of Barry's grip and runs away from him, Barry bellowing a war cry before chasing after him, a blizzard of leaves lift off the ground as he takes off.

They head off way North West, they're feet were back on the water, Barry behind Thawne as he runs at his fastest till they were at neck and neck, almost close to the border line. Thawne glanced over at Barry with a grin.

"We've had this race before, Flash and you should know by know...I always win," Thawne taunted. Barry grits his teeth and swings his arm, hoping the blow would land, but unfortunately Thawne speed-dodges it and without a sign, lifts his thighs and pushes his heels off the water to thrust more to go even faster, leaving Barry to eat his dust.

But he wasn't gonna let him run. After everything he's done to ruin his life, he would be stupid to let him get a way again. So, he propelled himself to run faster too, not knowing the Mach he's exceeding, but depending on how he could barely feel the water touch his feet as his legs would pick up and drop-creating a massive 50ft wave behind him-it was clear to say he was running very fast!

In fact he was running so fast, he didn't realized he passed Thawne by a mile away and was tampering into the speedforce energy. Before he knew it, a familiar cloudy, swirling, blue whirling wormhole opens up right in front of him in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean.

He digs his heels in the updraft to stop, but the speed he was going was insane! And beyond anything he's ever gone, leading him to accidentally fall in, disappeared in the breach, not knowing where he would land.

Shining a New Light (Starlight/Annie January/played by Erin Moriety)

THE BOYS!

New York

Flatiron Building

The elevator dings. The doors open and walking out was Butcher and Annie who just came back from interrogating Robert Vernon, former heroine, Tek Knight. Since Tek Knight is mostly know for his high-tech suit which gives him the ability to fly, create rockets, and his intelectual IQ, Annie assumed Robert may potentially be the key to curing Butcher's condition after his addiction to Temp-V, a serum that can give non-supes temporary powers-hence the name "Temp". The doctors told Butcher he would-without a doubt- only have a few more years, maybe less before kicking the bucket, Butcher announced it was better to get a head start before death comes knocking at the fucking door. Unfortunately, all they got was Robert tryna dry hump Annie and a "fuck you, Starslut!" from Tek Knight after getting his face smashed by a mug labeled: "World Star!"

"I'm just saying, you can go a little easier on the guy," Annie tells Butcher, who grunts in response. Both Butcher and Annie stand in the elevator, waiting to reach their floor in the Flatiron Building.

Butcher scoffs. "I beat em' with a mug. That was me going easy, Starlight," Butcher says smugly, shaking his head in an arrogant way like Annie just asked a stupid ass question in her entire fucking life. Butcher-as always- flopping in his black trench coat and black pants.

Annie rolls her eyes, then before she could respond something snarky back, the elevator reaches its level with a ding* The doors slide open on both sides which lead out to the 100th floor.

Butcher is the first to walk out, he enters into the room where he first spots Frenchie and 'the Female' or Kimiko sitting comfortably on the couch together watching TV about Vought's daily news and most importantly Homelander, hoping any recent sightings of John Wayne could bring the Boys closer to finding Ryan, Beeca and Homelander's supe son.

"Yo! How'd it go with ex Payback member: Tek Knight?" Mother's Milk calls out, standing behind the counter making himself a sandwich.

"As expected. The cunt wouldn't say jack. But at least, I was able to take out my anger on his stupid face which isn't worth billions like his diabolical iron suit and fellow comrade," Butcher responds, smirking at himself about his comment as he passed Frenchie and Kimiko.

Annie, who just walked out of the elevator behind Butcher, leans towards where M.M. is and with a smile, whispers, "He used a mug and cracked it over his face,"

Mother's Milk laughed. "A motherfuckin' mug? Ooooh careful, Butch, you're staring to get soft. Next it's gonna be a game of whack-a-mole with a candle stick," he teases, Annie, Frenchie and Kimiko all smiling and laughing. Annie puts her hand on Mother's Milk's shoulder to calm herself down as Butcher huffs and rolls his eyes.

"Piss off," Butcher growled, giving all of The Boys members the finger as he flounced across the floor to his desk where it's located in the corner of the room next to a pair of panoramic windows.

Frenchie was still laughing along with Kimiko, who rests her little frail head on his broad shoulder with her toned short legs hugged up to her chest because she is nearly falling asleep of how soft and comfortable Frenchie's shoulder is.

Watching Vought News all day about the Seven and updates about Victoria Nuemans's campaign election as President does that to you. Despite, 4 bags of Dorito chips and a pack of Cherry Sodas and Monster energy drinks Kimiko was tedious and rather annoyed from all of-Frenchie's so called 'research' her eyes were strained, her body was on the verge of shutting down. At this point Kimiko came to the conclusion she was tired than a sloth, but then she remembers Ryan and how he reminds her of herself; how he is just a normal kid given abilities he never wanted in the first place was definitely something she could relate to. Now that he is with Homelander, there's no telling what lies he'll spew to him in order to manipulate him. 'He's just a kid' Kimiko repeats in her head.

Hearing Butcher's little snarky gesture, Kimiko slowly lifts her head up and with her hands, sign languages to Frenchie: "He has got to work on his anger issues or he might get us killed one day," She smiles sweetly at him, Frenchie chuckling.

He turns his whole body till he feels his kneecap touch hers, skin to skin contact swells up a strange elysian border feeling in Kimiko's thighs and climbs all the way to her tummy but only it makes it swell up even worse when Frenchie stares down at her with gleam. He smiles gently as he whispers all the while using his hands to sign language to Kimiko, "We try to put him in anger management classes, but Monsieur Charcuterie ends up throwing a tantrum like a child,"

Kimiko lets out a giggle, "An overcoming baby," she sign languages and Frenchie sworn her laugh was the beautiful sound he's ever heard in his life. "Kids need to be put in corners or get a spanking. Butcher is the exception of a man baby. I guess we better find a place to burry our bodies."

Frenchie rests a gentle touch on her thigh as he says in a low voice and sign languages: "I'll start looking and get back to you" his accent gets thicker and thicker as he talks, his heart beating faster then normal when he realized his hand was touching Kimiko.

Although Kimiko didn't notice the whistfull stare Frenchie was giving her, after hearing-well seeing-Frenchie respond, Kimiko bursts out silently laughing, warming his heart.

From across the room, Butcher sets down a glass of coffee as he reached his desk. His desk was crowded with files, papers, sticky notes, and a box of donuts from "Krispy Kreme", there was also a picture frame of him, Annie, and his buddy who he treated as a bother: Hughie.

He's smiling at the camera with a pearly smile with his arm over lapping Butcher's shoulder. Annie was by Hughie's side, in her very seductive and exposive Starlight suit-keeping the new one since Hughie found it in the trash outside of Vought tower while on a secret mission for a cure with Butcher and because she threw her old one in the garbage chute- her hand on Hughie's shoulder, and giggling at the camera. Butcher is on the right side of Hughie's, a smirk on his face and arms crossed over his chest.

Butcher stares wistfully at the picture, a pit forming in his stomach, tears forming in his eyes. If only Hughie didn't follow him that night...he might still be alive. His stomach twists and turns, hurting his insides. Suddenly, a hand touches his shoulder.

Turning around, he sees Annie with tears threatening to roll down her eyes as she stares down at the picture. Hughie was her one and only. The only person who really understood her and gave her the best advice after the traumatic first day as a member of the Seven. The one person who found her, and the very best thing that happened to her. Now he is gone.

"He was something else eh?" Butcher says as he looks down at a memory.

Annie sniffles, a small smile appearing on her face. "Yeah. He was the very best of us. Even better than Homelander,"

"Way fucking better than Homelander," Butcher agreed, his accent thicker, smiling somberly at Hughie's face. Butcher glances up at Annie, who's cheeks were all puffy and red. He smiles, then says, "He loved you know, loved you more than himself,"

Annie smiles wryly back, then turns back to the picture. She leans in a bit and whispers, "Well, that's ironic. Fitting, I love him way more than myself. I mean, he was the reason I never gave up on my first day being on the Seven," she stays silent for a minute, then finally she says, "There wouldn't even be Starlight without him,"

"He was my Canary. I loved him like a brother," Butcher says, tears strolling down his face, getting lost in his beard. Annie wrapped her arms around Butcher and both of them stare down at the photo in his hand, smiling at the memory when the picture was taken.

Just then, a roaring whirling sound fills the room. What looks like a blue cloudy portal appears in front of them, It swirls and swirls. Butcher and Annie depart and immediately look up, Frenchie, Kimiko and M.M turn towards the giant blue vortex in the room. Butcher reaches for his crowbar that was sitting next to the box of donuts, Frenchie quickly reached and pulls out an assault rifle from below the couch, he loaded the magazine in and at the same time, grabs a Glock 22 from the coffee table and tosses it at Mother's Milk, who was still behind the counter holding a butter knife.

M.M catches it with one hand, dropping the butter knife and turns the safety off. He aims, but doesn't shoot. Not yet at least. Kimiko just got into a battle stance, ready for what comes through.

Annie holds out her hands and begins to siphon energy from the lights in the room, sparks from lightbulbs and desk lamps all around highlight the room in a bright gleaming light, her eyes were a bright sunny-yellow, palms glow like heaven's light as she puts them in the air, aiming straight at the wormhole.

The team all glare at the wormhole, some were confused and some were discreetly amazed, but kept a battle face on.

"Get ready boys!" Butcher calls out, ready to strike with his crowbar.

The portal continues on spinning and spinning until suddenly, it shoots out a ray of red. The red light streaks overhead Annie, she looks up to try and get a glimpse of what the red light was, but she could barely see a shadow. It was ridiculously fast! Almost faster than light.

The red light glides across the air like Homelander, it was headed straight for Frenchie!

"What the bollocks?" Butcher says under his breath.

"Frenchie!" M.M shouts in warning, Kimiko saw the beam heading straight for Frenchie and her reflexes kick in.

Frenchie eyes widen. On instinct, Kimiko dives and drags herself and Frenchie onto the floor to get clear of its path, letting out small breaths when their back collided to the floorboards, and at the same time, Frenchie fires the assault rifle. Twenty rounds are let off it's barrel with a Bang!

Looking up, Frenchie spots 20 bullet holes in the ceiling-the bullets that were supposed to shoot the red light acted as if it just phased through. He came to realization in a flash that not a single bullet hit the target. 'What the hell?' Frenchie says in his head.

From behind Frenchie and Kimiko, M.M also glances up and could have sworn he saw the red light bounce on desk tables, sparks and a hurricane of papers and pencils flew into the air, all being followed by the sound of a sharp crackling and clicking like the quaint sound of...lightning? Which was frightening, not to mention weird since lightning doesn't bounce like a ball or enter a room where there are no clouds. It ends with the red light bouncing off a pillar and before they knew it, the red light tumbles and rolls on the ground until it hits a window with a thud!

The crackling stops. The room stays silent. All that can be heard are the heavy breathing from Fenchie and Kimiko. In front, Annie looks over a desk and gets small view of red.

After a second, Butcher asks, "...everyone alright?..."

Annie looks at Butcher over her shoulder."Sort of. What the hell was that?" She asks, Butcher shrugging in response.

"Frenchie? Ay' man you alright?" M.M asks worriedly, glancing over where Frenchie and Kimiko landed.

"Peachy," Frenchie calls out, his accent sound strangled from behind the couch which is where he and Kimiko landed. He turns to Kimiko and whispers to her, "Thank you for saving my life, Mon coeur,"

Still on the ground, Kimiko smiles brightly at Frenchie, not realizing they were staring till Butcher begins to walk across the space, the others following behind.

Butcher, Annie, Frenchie, Mother's Milk, and Kimiko slowly approaches where the red light disappeared-guns and powers still in hand-in which turns out to be a man in red. He was clean knocked out cold, the Boys see that the man is wearing a bright red suit, a cowl covering his entire face except his eyes, nose, and mouth. Sharp gold antenas on each side of the head. Something that looks like a lightning bolt in the middle of his chest. And to top it off, advanced gold shiny boots-ones that look like in Medieval times-that shine ever so brighter than the sun due to Annie's amber light shining from her palms.

For a few seconds, the man went still. He is slumped against the window as if he was dead, which Butcher kind of hoped since he really couldn't deal with anymore surprises. Annie puts her hands down and took a small step. The man didn't move. On instinct, Annie lightly kicks the man in red's foot. He still didn't move, his leg was limp. Not even a flinch.

She lets out a sigh of relief, but as she slowly puts her hands down, the man in red starts to violently shake rapidly until his appearance looked like a blur, a vibrating whirling sound filling the room.

"What the fu-" M.M spoke before the man in red, suddenly, with no warning, his eyes shoots wide open. Starling Annie, she decided staying back was a better option. As she takes a step back, she noticed something weird as the man in red opened his eyes. His eyes glowed a bright orange, similar how Annie's do, but it just wasn't within pupil level, it was his entire sclera. It was almost like he didn't even have eyes. For a moment, she thought she saw lightning flicking in there.

His body pulsates, vibrates, all the while laying by the window. The man blinked and the glow diminished faster than a second, now his eyes were normal-still unnoticeable since the room was pitch black thanks to Annie. Then, he started to breath so heavily and coughing at the same time.

Just from on the floor, Annie could smell his oder. He smelled like burnt rubber mixed in with fresh sea water and...cologne?

"W-who...who are you?" He coughed out, he looked up at the people staring alarmed at him.

"Mate, we should be asking you that question. You kinda just popped on in un-invited. Broke a desk which is way more than our budget, and left some cracks on me goddamn window, now you got five seconds to tell me why I shouldn't bash your skull in," Butcher says angrily, using his crowbars as he talks, slightly terrifying the man. He noticed the bearded man has an accent. British? Australian? He couldn't make it out.

The man slowly gets up and says carefully and kinda fast with his hands out, "Okay, my name is Barry, and I'm sorry about your window, alright? I'll pay for the damages later, but I'm kinda in a hurry to get back to Central City," Barry urgently says, his hands up in surrender still.

"I've never heard of Central City. You're lying! Who sent you here? Vought? Homelander couldn't have the balls to kill us himself. Can't say I'm surprised. Living with him for 2 years kinda shows me for the pussy he really is," Annie threatens with her hands pointed at him again, her palms humming as they glow brighter.

He furrows. "W-what do you mean you haven't heard-" Barry was about to finish until awareness struck him faster than the lightning bolt did. "No. No, no, no, no, not again!" he says to himself in a 'you gotta be kidding me' manner, now realizing he's traveled once again to a new world. Annie tilts her head in confusion.

"What do you mean 'not again?' Are you saying you arrived by accident?" Frenchie asks, lowering his rifle and taking a step forward. Just like Butcher, Barry noticed how the shaved head small man also had an accent.

"Fuckin' hell, Frenchie," Butcher announced in warning, glaring at him, hoping he wasn't stupid enough to already trust him just cause of the word 'accident'.

Butcher's blood rushes and before he knew it, he quickly turns around and grabs a Glock 17 and aims at Barry.

"Butcher no!" Annie cries out, but it was too late.

Butcher presses the trigger and has an evil grin as the bullet is let out of the barrel with a bang!

Time froze.

.0000000001 seconds.

To him, time seemed to almost come to a halt. It was almost like things were being played in the first time when he arrived at CCJitters after waking up from his 9 month coma. But in reality, he was moving at the speed of light. His eyes went narrow. He catches the shockwave the bullet let out as it fired from its barrel. And the frightened face he had on dissolved as the 9x19 parabellum bullet flies straight at him in a slow-motion style, he gets out of the 'I surrender' phase and just by standing there, he reaches and catches the bullet with ease with his finger tips, lightning cultivating and swirling around his body and the hollow point of the bullet like a hula-hoop.

Time unfreezes.

The scene plays out starting with Butcher staring wide-eyed at Barry, mouth slightly opened looking less scarier than earlier. Annie angrily glances at Butcher, then turning to Barry, where surprisingly he was still standing.

Millions of questions go through her head in various ways; 'how is he still alive' was one of the main. She looks more closely in the direction of Barry's arm and there, her eyes widen. The bullet that was supposedly gunning for him...was encased in his fingers and posing like he was giving them a show-and-tell back in preschool.

Butcher let's out a small breath before pressing the trigger multiple times in determination. Loud bang noises fill the room once again.

One shot!

Two shots!

Three shots!

Ten shots!

Before Annie could even blink, she turns back to the man. He was still standing. But then, he was silent. His arm covering his face, a medium sized sharp gold V on his elbow in Annie's view. The Boys all stare impassively at the man. Finally, the man started to move his arm away slowly, his fist balled. He opened his fist slowly as The Boys all let out heavy breaths, eyes bulged to their eyebrows-even Kimiko as a handful of bullets calmly fall menacingly out of his hand, the count of 16 bullets dive for the ground, clattering on the wooden floor plan.

Barry moves his arm away. Telling how he looked when performing, he feared the Boys would be scared to death of him as if he he was gonna do something drastic like snap their necks or rip their heart clean from their bodies.

He tilts his head. "Are you done?" He says thinly with a 'seriously?' expression on his face.

Butcher angrily throws the gun across the room after hearing Barry say that, growling as he drags all the stuff on the desk to the floor leaving papers, files, coffee cans, and a computer monitor in a heap of mess on the floor.

"HE'S A FUCKING SUPE!" Butcher yells out, Barry slightly taking a step back.

"I thought you said after we shut down Vought's compound V meth-lab, there wouldn't be anymore left to create more supes," M.M says as he walks towards him, leaving Annie, Frenchie and Kimiko to surround Barry in a half-circle.

Butcher glares at M.M and angrily says, "Well then, Homelander must have fucking made more! He's already got the whole bloody military wanking him one and picking up the gunk after em'! Nueman would have already gone off and pin em' to a fucking crucifix, but her brain was laser off the top of her nob by Seven's most adored! You ever' thought of that, M.M.!"

From behind, Barry gently says towards the people in front of him, "You can put the guns down. I'm not gonna hurt you," smiling at the end.

"Rather we don't take our chances. You understand no?" Frenchie responds, his accent gets thicker as he goes where Kimiko was, standing protectively in front of her.

The smile Barry had, turned into a sheepish neutral grin. "Noted,"

M.M sighs in frustration, then says calmly, "We destroyed compound V. We sent Annie and Hughie to cancel any more shipments that we're going on, and removed the serum from every single supe kid in that Orphanage. Frenchie and I stopped Soldier Boy from creating his Omna-ray. You and Kimiko blew up Big Game before he could release compound V to the president. Butcher...we lost one of our own...to kill the remaining members of Teenage Kix,"

"I never asked Hughie to come along," he reminds him. "It was supposed to be me and Frenchie's bloody supe girlfriend! Big game caught us off guard and Hughie got caught in the crossfire! That's what happened! I already fuckin' told ya!" Butcher yells out, his tone echoing the office building. From behind, Annie mournfully puts her head down when hearing the name 'Hughie'.

"But now he's gone!" M.M shouted, his voice shaking slightly. "You know what that means if he's here?!" he growled, pointing directly at Barry, emphasizing him. "It means that Hughie died for nothing, man. It means all that 72 hours of hard work, all that planning, all those bones breaking...it was all for nothing," he says in a low tone.

"FUCK!" Butcher screams, slamming his fists multiple times on the desk in fury. "Fuck," he whispered and leans on the desk, breathlessly. "I don't know what I'm gonna do M.M. I made a promise to Hughie's father...I was gonna look after him. How the hell am I gonna tell him that his son...is dead?"

M.M puts a hand on his shoulder. "I don't know, man," he admits.

"I miss him'"

"I miss him too," M.M replies after a moment.

"Uh, Hey, guys...not to ruin your moment or anything, but do you mind maybe telling your team to get their guns away from my face? Not that it won't do any good to me, but it's kind of overwhelming to say the least," Barry calls out from behind.

Butcher looks away from M.M and savagely storms over to Barry.

"Listen here you cock sucker!" Butcher begins.

-"Jesus! ever heard of profanity?" Barry interrupted.

"You've got about 5 seconds to tell us where the hell you came from. And you're gonna tell us how you are what you are fore' my boys and girls leave you pieces. Right the fuck now." Butcher has a scowl on his face when he says that.

"Buddy, if I had a nickel for every time I heard 'tear you in pieces' I would be richer than Bruce Wayne," Barry quips.

"Oi you think your fuckin' funny, mate?! Let's see if your still laughing when we chop off yo dick and feed it to the sharks," Butcher threatens, his nose twitching.

"Wouldn't be the first I got threatened by a shark," he mutters. "You know, you are a very deeply-mistrusting person and I respect that. Look, I'll explain everything including how I am how I am as soon as you put the guns and your flashlight hands down-which by the way is really awesome actually!," Annie found herself feeling a smile form, but curls into a evil beam.

M.M still had this harden expression as his gun is pointed to him. He glances at Butcher, waiting for approval all the while Barry narrows his eyebrows as he looks at M.M glancing over at the bearded man, assuming he is the leader of the premises.

Butcher sits still for a few seconds, before slowly lowering his crowbar. At the same time, M.M and Frenchie lower their guns to their side, Kimiko stands up straight. The only one who was still skeptical was Annie, who still has her hands up in the air.

Her and Barry just gaze into each other as if they were having a staring contest. Her glowing yellow eyes surveying his body language to see if he really meant a threat, just cause he had on a mask didn't mean nothing, she could still see his eyes looking at her.

They were a bright hazel color. In a way, they were really dazzling and kind of hard to keep her eyes off of them. He looked so innocent and pure. Sorrow thoughts fill in her head, reminding her of her deceased lover.

Annie hesitates, but after a small nod from Butcher, Annie lowers her hand and stops her eyes from glowing.

Barry sighs out of relief.

"Now," Butcher smirks. "How bout that explanation, eh?"

6 weeks later

So many things have happened these six months. One of the main few are encounters with Homelander and The Flash. At first, Barry treated him as he would with any metahuman which included jokes, quips, and a badass attitude, but after hearing what Homelander has done, something inside Barry just switched.

In their second encounter, Homelander and The Flash go straight at it; litterally they crashed into many buildings, destroyed millions of dollars on street repairs, and almost took and entire forrest clean off the map. Then, in the third is where it got personal.

Homelander with a new team which consisted of A-Train, The Deep, Sister Sage, Firecracker, and Jack from Jupiter. They all set out to take down the resistance Butcher has set up. Somehow all of them-including the Boys which was Butcher himself, M.M, Frenchie, Kimiko, Barry, and Annie found themselves on a deserted beach.

Of course they fought, but when it was Barry and Homelander that's when the fight really started. Rocks were cracked, many craters in holes, glass turned into sand cause of lightning, it was just full on chaos. The fight ended with Barry pinning him to an arch structure and with a phased hand.

His eyes glowed and he didn't care for anything, but to kill him. That was his goal. To take his life. And he was close, just inches from his chest, but Annie and Butcher told him to stop. Everyone including the Seven were all stunned and in shock seeing Homelander beaten and held at gunpoint-more like handpoint.

The reason Annie and surprisingly Butcher tried to stop him was because they didn't want Barry to turn like them. Like this world. Only rage and vengeance. The one thing everyone on this earth differed from Barry was that he is pure. He is gold. He is a new light that can brighten this darkened realm. They didn't want him to loose all of it just because of a man in a stupid cape.

Barry Allen was about to take on anew dark side, but he stops. He stops everything and goes back home to take a good nap, hoping he'll forget his rage the next day.

Only time will tell.

On a stormy nighttime New York, Barry sits on the couch watching Singing in the Rain flashing on the TV screen in a gray hood and blue joggers. His socks, however are a combination of colors; White and Yellow with a Starlight symbol on the front (Annie bought it for him on his birthday.)

From outside, a loud whoosh sound coming from behind the Empire State Building zooms past the Flatiron, the sound dissipates when it passes by, Barry shifts his weight to move lower on the couch as the scene where Gene Kelly's character hopped on a lamp post and sings as rain drenches his top-hat which was poetic for the Scarlet Speedster.

Suddenly, heavy footsteps click on the floorboard and just by tell of the footsteps he already knew who it was and he was now feeling a little apprehensive. It was Annie decked out in her Starlight outfit; a gold and white skinny leotard, two small gold stars just right at the top of her breasts which shows a nice image of her cleavage with a gold belt wrapped around, gold arm sleeves and high-heeled gold boots with a giant nova star on both sleeves and boots. She was fucking gorgeous, and his dick immediately salutes her, but thank god for his joggers and the stormy night happening outside, Annie couldn't notice.

'Christ! even her hair is tied in her ponytail' Barry discreetly puts his hand over his crotch.

Annie crosses her arms over her chest and cocked her hip. "You don't have to worry." Annie says. "M.M and Butcher encased the whole building in Zinc, Homelander wouldn't even be able to see you touch yourself if he wanted to."

Barry kinda has grown to Annie's inappropriate comments. It's kinda been a habit she does to lighten up the seldom mood in the room-oh the irony! Barry gazes back at the TV, ignoring her stare of sympathy. Annie sighs, then makes her way to the couch, Barry just watching as Gene Kelly tap dances on the pavement with his umbrella.

"What's your interest in musicals anyway?" She flops down beside him on the couch. "I always found them to be depressing and fiddly."

"Only a world renowned superhero would call a 90's year old musical 'fiddly'," Barry responds with a stoically face, twirling the TV remote on top of his head.

"Yeah, well, I have learned a thing or two going to all those pageants through these years," Annie chortles. "My mom was kinda a control freak when it came to fame. Always called me her Little Starlight-guess that's kinda where my supe name came from, but, she said I was beyond 'fiddly'." She says immediately as she is taking off her long sleeved gold gloves and tossing them on the coffee table in front of her, showing off her perfect acrylic white nails, then reaching down to the zipper of her gold heels with a struggle and takes them off, throwing her boots accurately over by Barry's black converses.

Barry glances over at her and takes note of how through the darkness, her ponytail lays perfectly on the side of her shoulder, and how her suit complimented her body, it fit her snuggly, her leotard hugs her curves very nicely while showing off her toned upper thighs almost close to her sweet spot. He shouldn't have stared cause now his erection is more aware and more active, at this point his hand or a pillow may not do the trick that well.

Annie lets out a heavy sigh and falls back, bringing her legs up on the couch. "No, but I'm serious tho. What is your 'flashy' vibe with musicals, huh?"

"Everything is better in song," Barry says matter-of-factly. "That and my entire childhood revolves with my mom and dad showing me some new things."

Annie's chest stiffen. "You never really talk about her. Your mother I mean," she clarified, Barry stares at the TV screen, a pit forming his chest until it swells.

A short silence falls between them.

Barry pauses for a second, his mood instantly goes somber, then finally says with a neutral face. "Not that much to say; Mom was trying her very best to be the best mother a son could ask for and succeeded. But fate found it to be a problem so Thawne took the liberty of driving a knife through her heart,"

Annie sighs out of sympathy, "Oh shit...I'm so sorry, Barry. Is this the reason why when you saw Homelander you were about to kill him?" She whispered, Barry's eyes tighten and once again looks away from the TV to grab his cup of water off the table. Annie could immediately tell Barry was uncomfortable, but she kept on pushing him. She needed answers, she wants to know the real reason why Barry was almost close to ignore his morals and take a life.

Annie stares at him as Barry places the remote on the tv and raises the cup to his lips and takes a sip, letting the water run down his throat and swallow.

"You didn't answer the question." Annie calls out, Barry didn't answer, he just stares at the colorful images on the screen as he drinks out of the cup.

Blood boils towards Barry's attitude leading to Annie snatching the remote ferociously in a blink of an eye and the screen turns black like outside and the interior of the room. The only source of light was from the windows over at the building next door.

His gaze whips to her "What the hell Annie!" Barry deduces aloud.

"Shut the fuck up!" Annie fires back, Barry flinching. "I don't care if Gene Kelly was about to fuck some bitch or if Annie goes to the fucking movies for the first time in her fucking life! I'm not turning this TV on till we talk about this!"

"There's nothing to talk about," he murmured nonchalantly.

"Bullshit!" white-hot rage floods her stomach, and her fists tingle with the urge to hit something.

"It's not Bullshit," Barry concedes, shaking his head a bit as he leans to set the cup down.

"Oh really?" Her eyes narrow. "Then what the hell was that whole Kamehameha stunt you were tempting to pull on Homelander. You nearly destroyed our only chance!"

Shock spirals through him. "You watch Dragon Ball Z?" He asks in surprised, eyebrows raised.

Annie rakes both hands over her scalp now, looking equally aggravated. Then she takes a breath, exhales slowly, and meets into his hazel eyes, for some reason despite her being pissed, her cheeks scorched in heat and it wasn't because of full blown rage.

"Barry, I love you to death, you know that-you're like my only friend I can really trust after Meave, but if you keep constantly lying to me...I'm really gonna have to rethink this whole friendship we got going on here, Bar."

Barry stays silent, not certain if he should spill the beans, terrified of what he might say that could make her think differently of him. He already has Annie and her friendship and it's the only thing in this new earth that really makes sense, makes him want to stay, he doesn't want to loose that.

"Please," Annie takes his hands and cups them over hers, feeling how cold his hands are. "It's me. Just talk to me."

Her warmth comforts Barry instantly. Her coffee brown eyes meet him, almost capturing him, the bright gold ray of light shining through the window across the street highlights Annie's eyes and hair, and he's got to say, she has got to have the most beautiful eyes he has ever seen.

Barry snaps back to reality, looking away from her. He takes his hands back and shoves into his jacket pockets, the in a low voice, he whispers, "Back on my earth, I had a mentor...Dr. Harrison Wells-later turning out to be a time traveler, Eobrard Thawne-he was my idol. God! I admired all of his work, even bought every single book he wrote-which was such a bad idea! Wasted almost 200 at Barnes and Noble,"

Annie giggles softly at his remark, she sits more up on the couch till her whole body is turned to him as he spoke-even if his body wasn't.

He stares at the water cup on the desk as if he was looking deeply into space. "When he found out about my speed, he worked so hard to the bone, taught me how to use my powers effectively: how to catch someone from a burning building, steps to save a hi-jacked plane filed with scared passengers without any casualties, hell, even taught me how to time travel! No matter the danger, He was always in my corner," Barry sounded so ecstatic, but then his tone switched to a more somber one as he says, "When I needed him, he was there in a heartbeat. He treated me as a pupil, yes. But...in many ways...he also treated me as a son. And I thought-with everything great he's done for me-'what could go wrong?'," he pauses to sniffle, tears threatening to spill as he continued. "Turns out a lot. Turns out...," Barry swallows that lump forming, pausing before stating, "he was the man that murdered my mother when I was 11."

Annie eyes slightly widen followed by putting a hand over her mouth in shock, she was getting angrier, but not at him, no-she was getting angry at this Thawne guy who allegedly murdered Barry's mother when he was just a little boy. And guessing on the trauma he's been through, Annie wonders how the hell someone can recover over something haunting like that.

Annie gently touches his thigh, squeezing not too much, Barry feels her and something overcomes him to place his hand over hers. "He was the one who created the lightning bolt that gave me my powers, he...sent my dad to prison for the rest of his life...and I let him get away," he glances up at Annie who can see the pity drawn on her face.

Barry lets his head fall. "You probably think I'm pathetic and weak now, right?"

"No!" Annie responded immediately, she leans in close to him, almost sucking up his breath away.

Annie slowly reaches over his head to remove his hoodie and out pops his messy brown suave hair, which is now all bunched up on the top with his tips all angled till they touch the side of his head, the sides were flattened all the way to the back. Honestly, he looked really cute that way in Annie's opinion. She made matters worse when she decides to turns his head to cup his cheeks. His skin against her fingertips is so soft, and firm. Annie strokes his face with her thumb. His face was puffy and cheeks redder than his suit.

"No. Hey! Look at me." Barry's gaze lands on her. "You are not weak. Don't every say that. Having to go through all that damage at the age of 11...I understand why you would feel that way, but you're not weak! You are brave. And caring, selfless, smart, kind. You're the funniest guy I met and the reason I love having you around here,"

Annie smiles after saying that, what she was saying is true. Ever since Barry arrived in her life there's been nothing but happiness and a long tight rope to pull Annie back up against the war against Vought. He's got her back and she's got his.

A smile forms on his face. "Thank you for saying that," Barry mutters. "I needed to hear it," he really did need to hear someone say something nice about them once in a while, this new Earth has been but a downer and dramatic, not to mention apocalyptic, but having Annie by his side, he seems to forget how atrocious this world is.

Annie's hand was still on Barry's face. He realized that although doesn't mind, her hands as if they were made out of teddy bears. So soft. Mixed into combination of strawberry and blueberry with a pint of chocolate syrup lathered all over. She smelled really really fucking good he couldn't even think straight. For a second, Barry was about this close to fucking grabbing her and kissing her with no remorse until she begs for him to slip his dick inside of her, just maybe not in this moment.

Suddenly, Annie threw her hands around the Scarlet Speedster and pulls him in for a hug. Barry wraps his arm around the Defender of Des Moines and pulled her in close.

"You're not alone anymore. And I'll make sure you won't ever again. I promise." Her voice has gone husky, Barry can feel her warm breath tickling his neck.

'I wonder if she could feel my boner against her stomach' Barry mused.

The feeling of her warm body pressed against Barry's makes him smile. On Annie's side tho, this hug was ticking something inside of her, like a bomb about ready to explode, and Barry doesn't know the half of what could potentially happen if Annie doesn't disarm herself.

She eases back, those magnetic blazing brown eyes focusing on his face. Abruptly, she launches her face to his until Annie can feel the fiery connection of the Scarlet Speedster's lips when she collided to them.

The second their lips connect, the strangest thing happened. Her body radiated heat in pulses that began in her lips and spread down to the tips of her breasts before descending even further. The kiss lasted for a couple of seconds. A shiver ran through both of them. Her lips are softer than anything Barry's ever known, soft like a first snowfall, like biting into cotton candy, like melting and floating and being weightless in water. It's sweet, it's so effortlessly sweet and the aroma smell of her Cinnamon Perfume only intoxicated every cell in his body.

Immediately, Annie is hit with a jolt of panic that spurs her to break away from the kiss, a smack sound followed.

"Oh my god!" Annie hastily covers one hand over her mouth. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to-"

But Barry didn't let her finish what she was gonna say. That kiss was incredible-almost prominent and something inside him was crawling desperately for more. He needed more of her, more of Annie January. So he grabbed the back of her nape and brings her closer until he captures her lips again, neither of them pulling away.

Instantly the border between them broke. They moved their lips in sync, almost like a rhythm. Annie was on fire. Her body was on overdrive from all this burst of emotion it was like all her blood in her body turned into a state of lava.

'What is this feeling? I've never felt this way before, not even with Hughie. What's happening to me?' Annie thinks to herself, that fiery pit only getting bigger and hotter.

This kiss felt like she was swimming in molasses, this kiss, it's like dipped in a jar of her favorite chocolate bar; Almond Joy, this kiss was like diving into the ocean of emotion and she's too swept up in the current to realize she's drowning and nothing matters anymore.

Not-and she hates to admit it-her deceased former lover mattered, not an everyday Butcher lecture about the war against Vought mattered, not her worries about who or what she might become mattered.

All that mattered to her was this kiss. This moment. She remembers all the times she's been with Barry these past six weeks and all the laughs and smiles they share only heightened that favorable feeling of lust gurgling in her. With an anguished moan, Annie angles her head to deepen the kiss, a moan surfacing in her throat and her tongue eagerly explores his mouth. No, not eagerly—hungrily. Annie was beyond hungry for him.

She smiled against his lips as she raised a gloved hand off his face. His body presses into her till the strings of his hoodie made contact with her cleavage. Annie revels in him and she pulls him even closer knowing she wanted more of him, wanted all of that was Barry Allen not the Flash.

Barry threads his finger though her golden locks, one powerful arm around her hip to keep her in place. Her breasts were crushed against his rock-hard abs-thank all those late night jogs and workouts in the office, and Annie can feel the wild hammering of his heart, but realized: 'why is it beating like a motor?'

Her thoughts became less coherent when they're tongues roll over each other doing the tango dance until it ends with Annie luckily taking full control over his mouth. Barry made a mistake of pulling Annie even closer to him, that lustful desire of hunger grew more wary in Annie, resulting to her pushing him on his back on the couch, hard.

Annie immediately climbs on top of him. "Are we really doing this?" Barry asks.

"Fuck yeah we are," Annie purred. "Crazy how simple conversations can escalate into a full on make out session."

"In a way, I hope Homelander can hear you scream when your riding me till I make you come," Barry says with a smirk.

"If you do...trust me...your in for an enlightening surprise,"

Annie makes a beeline for his lips, capturing them again. Her warm mouth moves skillfully and eagerly over his, and Barry kisses her back hungrily, wrapping his arm around her waist and stroking her lower back as their lips mold together like molecules.

All the blood roaming in his head streams down to his groins as Annie begins to grind her hips against his as she licks his bottom lip, then bites it hard enough to summon a growl from the Scarlet Speedster's throat.

She tasted of Cherry Coke Soda, and she makes the sexiest sounds he's ever heard as Annie takes a deep thoughtful pull on his lips like she can't get enough. Then, as she kisses him, her hand trails down to his abdomen and to the hem of his hoodie. Even through the thick material, she can definitely feel his abs almost bulging through.

"I see you've been working out," she breathes, and holy crap, now she's rubbing her breasts against his pecs.

Barry's libido sky highs to the fracking stratosphere when he realizes the only thing keeping Annie from revealing her perky beautiful body was just a simple leotard with a zipper right there crushed against his stomach.

Just as Annie was about to take off Barry's hoodie, she unexpectedly makes a sound of surprise when pulling away a few inches from his lips after feeling a static shock on the tip of her tongue. Oddly enough, her body tingles in a lusted mood and only gets worse when she feels it come down to her groins.

"Holy crap," she whispered, catching her breath. "What was that? I've never felt that when kissing anybody before,"

'Oh shit!' Barry screamed inwardly, he forgot to mention his powers sort of have a reaction when being a bit excited. His lips must have fused in with lightning when his eyes were closed.

"Oh I'm sorry," Barry mutters. His hands somehow found their way to her hips, letting them rest. "I should have mentioned my powers sort of act up parts of my body when I'm either excited about something or when I'm scared to death," Barry says. After saying that, his eyebrows knitted together. It took him a second to notice Annie making several signs with her eyes towards his crotch where his dick is up like a stick.

Barry couldn't see her expression in the dark, Annie sounds suspiciously and purring as she says, "Every part?"She places her hand on his abdomen, then lowers down to his joggers before reaching something long and hard and cupping him. Barry bites his tongue, but he failed. A groan came from his throat.

"Y-yeah, every p-part-crap...Annie when do you think Butcher and the rest are coming back?" Barry managed to get out. Annie moves her hand in back and forth in slow motion, biting her lip, moaning in her mouth, then leaning down with eyes closed to kiss him again.

She pulls away and says in a hushed saucy tone, "Don't worry about them. Butcher and company won't be back for hours. So for now..." she trails off, pecking his corner lip, continuing to his cheek, then up to his ear, all the while his lips pulse at every soft touch the defender of Des Moines places with her lips. Her tongue licks around his earlobe and Barry's hips shoot of the couch,"It's just you...and me...Scarlet Speedster." She finished, Barry sucking in a breath as Annie separates herself from his ear and with her free hand to thread her fingers through his hair as now she goes straight for his throat.

Annie focused mainly on his neck whilst her other hand is stroking him gently but firm with it swelling in his joggers. Annie torments him with her mouth, planting wet, open-mouthed kisses on the side of his throat, earning what was between a high groan.

Annie let Barry explore her body as she straddled him, both her firm thighs on each side of his hips; running from her hips to over her toned thighs, her hair tickling his collarbone whenever she leans in, her skin so warm and soft, trailing up to her back and going lower, but pauses.

Annie kept on sucking on his neck hard till a red mark is formed, and then her lips find his, and she thrusts that talented tongue into his mouth again. As she does, Barry is trying hard to resist the temptation to run his hands down her round ass, which is the perfect shape to say the least. He would go down an inch then pull back, try again, but fail.

"Need some help?" Annie rasps, giggling against him. Such a beautiful giggle this woman above him has. Annie grabs both of Barry's wrists with her hands from behind her and puts them on both her ass cheeks. Leaning up a bit, she says "There. I hope you're not planning on making me do all the work, Flash."

'I swear to god, if that was a tease' Barry mused. He narrows his eyes and leans up to kiss her deeply. He nips her bottom lip and clutched her round juicy ass followed by a loud smack, making the defender of Des Moines moans in his mouth.

"That's not the name I want you screaming, Starlight." Barry smacks her ass again, harder, a loud high moan gets swallowed up by him.

First pain floods through her, then replaced with arousal-more aroused than how she already is. He hasn't even touched her wanton areas, and already her legs are slightly shaking. What is he doing to her?

As Barry is devouring Annie's mouth and sucking on her tongue, he slowly traces from her perfect ass to the front, the fabric material sticking onto his finger tips 'Damn this glitter' until he reaches the zipper of her leotard.

"Are you sure?" He asked, his fingers taking a pause on the zipper, waiting for the go.

Annie doesn't respond. Instead, she inches from Barry's face, their eyes not leaving from each other sight, practically getting pulled into the vacuum of space as she stared deeply at the same time Barry does.

Annie makes her eyes glow. The golden light coming from her iris's brightened a small portion of where her and Barry are on the couch and reflected off his creamy-pale skin with amber accents under her, where now she can see every detail of his face; his jawline and little dots on his face were the most noticeable then his other aspects.

In fact, the light shining on his face was glowing so much it looked as if he was ascending to heaven.

In a way he is ascending to heaven. Heaven is a place where you can be happy again and feel less squished by all the trauma and all the walls being put up through all those unsettling years but with Annie, there are no walls, no trauma he cannot not share with her, no-there is only pure faith, truth, loyalty, and happiness no matter how ridiculous the situations this world throw at them.

Whenever she's around him, there is never any feuds or nasty looks they give each other. He makes her laugh and she makes him laugh. He has a shoulder for her to cry on as does her. She trusts him and he trusts her.

Barry flashes his eyes at her, now the spot getting brighter. Through the light, she sees the lightning when he runs go directly all to his eyes. Annie didn't find them creepy...like at all.

She actually finds him to be just a bit similar to her, not to mention the resistance to not kill anyone. It was a connection, a connection between two supes who are desperately and unimaginably in love with the other.

As Barry's eyes are filled with nothing but lightning-creating a faint static crackling sound-staring directly at Annie's heartwarming glowing pupils, he begins to slowly pull the zipper down.

Annie screamed in her head for Barry to go faster-oh the irony, she was dying from the cravings for her big tits to be engulfed in the multiversal-traveler's warm mouth. To be manhandled and sucked.

The zipper was down and revealed a small patch of her skin-but her goods hidden behind her suit, which glistened in the light show coming from the combination of their eyes. Barry saw a hint of her breast almost ready to pop out, then he slips his hands inside of her suit and cupped her breasts, a zing of pleasure makes her squeak in joy.

"Oh fuck yeah...mmm...that feels so good. You have no idea how long it's been since I've been touched like this." Annie breathes, closing her eyes in pleasure as he lightly rubs his thumb on her nipple.

The glow from Annie vanishes as do Barry's making the room dark once again.

Annie bites down on her lip, then releases a soft moan. Her pulse goes haywire when Barry lunged forward and kisses her with a passion no body has ever seen. He's had enough of all this slow fiasco, he's usually known for getting things down fast, but not where it counts hopefully.

Barry pinches her nub underneath and out comes an embarrassing sound from the blonde heroine who cringed at her own, but again she couldn't even have time to think cause of all the sloppy and messy kisses Barry's leaving.

Suddenly, Barry grabs the suit by the shoulder straps, and proceeds to take it off till it bunches around her hips. As expected, no bra which meant she was bare-even under there. Barry's breathe catches in his mouth, his lips slightly apart as his eyes roamed all over Annie's big round perky breasts which...glows?

"That's new. Guess my powers are reacting just like yours. Crazy how things just keep on making us similar." Annie purrs.

"Not that crazy." Barry assured her where his lips are an inch from her nipple.

He opens his mouth to take it into his mouth, giving it one slow suck while dragging his teeth across her nipple. Annie moaned and arched her back as the hot sweep of his tongue sent a violent shiver through her. Her nipple tasted super hot like whenever eating soup after it just came from the pot or microwave, but for some reason it was really good, like nothing he's ever tasted. Annie looks down and can see Barry's cheeks have a faint light inside. Then, he switches to the other nipple and sucks harder as his other hand plays with the one his mouth was just on. White heat shot like lightning between her thighs before pulsing in an empty ache. Annie swayed into him, running one hand around his neck and into his hair.

She tries again to remove his hoodie. Barry lets go of her chest so she can, she takes it off and throws it somewhere in the room. She glances back at Barry and comes to a shock when she sees Barry wearing an A-Train shirt.

She quirks her mouth. "Really?"

"What? Kimiko got it for me. It was on sale at the Vought thrift shop during our mission to steal information from Firecracker on whereabouts about Ryan. Besides, we're both speedsters and he looks good on me," Barry defensively replies.

Annie shakes her head in a joking way, then leans in and whispers, "The only person who should be touching your skin...is me."

"Well, If that's the case, feel free to take it off then,"

With a flickering gaze of gold and a darkened smirk, she reached for the hem of his t-shirt, removed it over his head in one swoop, and dropped it on the floor. The quiet noise of fabric on hardwood sounded loud and suggestive as the still living room air met Barry's midsection. Annie was beyond mesmerized at his toned chest. A pair of a six pack and biceps the size of basketballs made her grin a little and bite her lip, but she can drool over his body later, right now she she needed him. More than morality or honesty.

She grabs his face and pecks him before moving further down until her thighs settle on each side of his knee caps. Annie slowly pulls down Barry's joggers and fishes out a well-endowed penis, her mouth drops to the floor and it wasn't because of a twelve inch in her hand.

His dick was covered in lightning, like actual freaking lightning! Almost like a force field as it was encasing him from the tip all the way to the base.

"Oh wow," Annie licks her lips. "Literal meaning of lightning rod. Is it okay to have it in my mouth? Like I'm not gonna get electrocuted or anything."

Barry shakes his head. "No, don't be afraid. I'm not an expert on sex-ed or anything like that, but Caitlin told me this happens whenever my hormones go haywire to an extend it craves for pleasure-if you get my drift," he tells her.

"Trust me, I do" she rasped, nipping his jaw.

Before he knew it, Annie grabs his cock which was hard and dipped down a fraction of an inch, she looked head long into his cock. Such a nice cock throbbed in front of her lips. Annie knew immediately where she wanted her mouth. Instantly, the blonde vixen licks him all the way from the base to the tip like an experiment.

"Oh fuck" he groans.

The action was so primal, so surprisingly hot. Despite the lightning, He was smooth and warm. But the weirdest thing about having a dick that glows is that Annie could almost taste the anticipation, like some type of spiritual force was giving her the exact type of feeling she's gonna have when it's of how it would feel inside of her. A pulse bloomed between her legs. Annie then started to give slow strokes and plant several long kisses on the tip. His stomach tightened, a faint crackling sound is filled in Annie's ears. She glances up from his cock and sees Barry looking down at her with his eyes filled with lightning again at the same time a quiet groan escapes him.

His reaction was so hot to Annie a hum of satisfaction traveled up her throat as she did it again. And again. And again, leaving little licks everywhere until another sound comes from the Scarlet Speedster, the faint crackling sound still being heard.

"Are you gonna keep playing with it all night or am I gonna have to ram it down your throat myself?" He said harshly, his hands on the top of the couch.

"Just getting you riled up before I move on to my other abilities, baby." Annie cooed.

Annie strokes him, then runs her tongue over the tip once again before forming a tight seal and sucked him off vigorously.

His head fell back on the armrest of the couch with a "Just like that, Starlight."

Hearing her supe name, sparks of pleasure fluttered through her. The taste of his long throbbing cock in her mouth made Annie all light up with pleasure, no pun intended, and the Scarlet Speedster was grateful that he now had finally gotten his hands on Starlight.

"Just like that," he hissed, his hand grabbing a fistful of her hair.

Her cheeks hollow as her swollen pillowy lips wrap around his cock, a glittering yellow light and a sizzling sound can be seen and heard in the inside of her mouth.

Wet noises filled the room as he bucked his hips forwards and rammed into her tight mouth and throat, controlling the rhythm. Barry groans as he rocked his hips. Up and down, and deeper into her mouth every time, eyes still thundering with sparks of flashes of static colors. When he pushed himself deep enough it hit the back of her throat, Annie gagged and her eyes watered.

Barry felt pleasant vibrations travel through his body as Annie gently grasped his balls, tease him, and do so. With that mouth, Annie was attempting to literally vacuum the cum out of his balls. Her gorgeous eyes were ablaze, and she was bobbing her head up and down as she sucked the living soul of his thick hard lightning cock. A few electric sparks came off of his dick now and then, but Annie had balls of steel and puts it back in her mouth like she didn't just get spark of him. Every moment it buried into the back of her throat, she just became more wound up. She wanted his cum and would go to extreme lengths to get what she wants.

A surge of fiery and wanton waves rush the Scarlet Speedster, and with a groan, he withdrew from Annie and before she even knew it, Annie finds herself pinned to a pillar across the room.

Barry's lightning eyes were now gone, but the level of lust wasn't close to disappearing. His gaze now burned hot and lazy as he growled, "Not yet. I need to be inside you. These clothes-as much as I love them, I'm afraid I'm gonna have to take these off,"

"Go right ahead. This suit is starting to get hard to breathe, and I'm not talking about the lips on my face," Annie whispers, her tone sounding deep and husky as she lets out heavy breaths as her back touches the metal.

With his super fast hands, Barry undid the rest of Annie's super exposed uniform and unveiled her sexy body to the whole world. A nice silver necklace around her nice slender neck with a curvy body and a great deal of muscles and abs tone now visible. Her blasphemous round perky breasts the size of watermelons with nipples erect popped out in front of the Scarlet Speedster, they were stupendous. All that's delaying the perfect equation of Annie's amazing body is a white lingerie covering her sweet spot.

'Jesus christ! Are there even bras for those size?' Barry mused, drooling at the sight of her gigantic cans.

"Pretty big huh? All the bras I had didn't fit me anymore, which is why I had to go bare when wearing the suit. Tho, I would be lying if I said I don't enjoy you staring at me like eye candy whenever I bend down," Annie murmured, tracing every outline of his six-pack and going up to his broad shoulders.

"Looks like you caught me. I could barely see your tits on the couch for some reason, but now...woah! Still it seems I have the upper hand,"

"For now," she darkly responds.

Barry for some reason took that as a challenge, her tone, her attitude, and with a hardened grin, he cups one of her boobs with one hand, Annie sighing in satisfaction, then cups her between her legs with his other hand, earning a sound of surprise from the latter that fuels up his libido.

After a busy moment of Barry pinching, nipping, and biting on her tits, it was time to get straight to it. He lifts her knee and brings it up to wrap around his waist until they were in a Ballet Dancer position, then after one more suck on her breast, he tugs her panties to the side, Barry grabbed his length and slowly inserts himself in her. She was so tight, tighter than Iris, she was deliciously tight he couldn't even fathom how to describe how good this feels.

Annie growls equivalent to a lion, which echoed the room when half of 12 inches disappeared into her. A tremble shot through her, her exhales heavy and uneven. It spread a fire through Annie that made her drop her head back against the pillar and dig her fingers into his shoulders. As the pain faded into a delicious fullness, a throaty sigh escaped out of Starlight.

"Holy fuck...it's not even in fully and I'm already feeling like I'm about to turn into the first human solar ray. No telling how what could happen...when all 12 inches is inside...the deep caverns of my pussy," Annie moans out as Barry gently rocked back and forth into Annie's walls, eliciting a loud moan as she rotated her hips back and forth, smashing her pelvis into his.

"God does everyone on this earth have to speak so...porny?" Barry questions, as he bucks his hips harder, faster, with Annie letting out a few wines and sharp moans when putting her hands behind the pillar cause otherwise she could have crushed his shoulders until his bones turn into confetti.

Unfortunately, Starlight's strength got the better of her and the sound of metal bending filled Barry's ears.

"Trust me, this isn't even close to how porny I can be," Annie moans, her grip on the now bent metal getting tighter and tighter with every hard thrust he plunges deep into her. Barry holds on to her hips for balance as he plowed balls deep into her clit. "Oh my fucking god...yes...yeah, you like that? Huh? You like it when my wet pussy is being crushed against your hard cock as you fuck me against a wall like a fucking little whore!"

Annie moans louder as Barry now slammed his cock deep inside her trembling pussy. Her eyes rolled back and she didn't even bother to disguise the moans of pleasure. No man ever made her feel this good-Hughie yes, but he was the type to have sex during the night while being gentle, she would be lying she said she didn't wish for something more extreme. Her body tingles in the exact same way it did on the couch, that static shock of pleasure. Her breasts bounced with every thrust. Barry held them in hand and squeezed them together, Barry attacked Annie's juicy nipples with his mouth. His tongue turned around, twisting closer.

Her thighs quake. Starlight slowly, causally slips her hands to the back of Barry's head. Barry felt himself reaching his limit, Annie's pleasurable loud cries and wines pushing him to tense up more than he can handle.

Soon, Barry grunts when he can feel Annie's pussy start twitching around his cock, her warm body sized up and sent a cascading amount of her juices down The Scarlet Speedster's invasive lightning rod, flowing down his balls and soaking his thighs, her mind going blank and her pussy clenching around his cock as she orgasmed for him, It was immediate and so violent it sent a shudder through her that chattered her teeth.

Heat pulsed in Annie's lower stomach before branching out in tingles and dazzles of the best feeling ever. Somehow she didn't break his neck or any parts when she came down which was odd, but she didn't complain.

A glow cascades in Annie's pupils, casting a faint bronze light over his face, where Barry's face has beads of sweat dripping down from his forehead and a gaze dark as night.

"I'm close. Fuck you're so tight. So wet for me. I could fuck you all night," Barry murmured.

"Now look who's speaking porny?" Annie grunts out.

Her orgasm pushes him over the edge once more as he chuckles before letting out a throat-full grunt. His thrusts slowed as he filled her tight, warm, velvet cunt with his seed and pumped it into her as she shook in ecstasy beneath him. He pumped her full of his cum, and she gasped and shook as her pussy drained him dry.

A spark crackles to life in his eyes as he stares down at Annie. Both eyes glowing and growing into that connection like they had 10 mins ago. They breathed each other's air for a moment before dropping Annie's leg and leans in until their foreheads touched, brushing his lips over hers.

"Don't head for that pit stop yet, cause we're not done. I need more of you. More than you can ever imagine," Annie rasped. She reaches down and takes of her panties and throws them at Barry's face, who takes a small whiff before throwing them somewhere in the room.

"I was thinking the same thing." Barry confirm, he picks her leg back up and lifts her whole body up, Annie wrapping her legs around his waist. Then, in a burst of wind and lightning, Annie finds herself laid flat on the island. The counter was wrapping her entire back in a cold blanket as he stands between her legs.

Her body shivers, she giggles. "Sorry, it's cold."

"Don't worry, I have a way to warm you up" Barry darkly says.

His gaze burning through her skull, he lines his throbbing man-hood, then inserts himself back inside her glistening cunt. Annie gasps, at the sudden euphoric feeling of when Barry's long cock plunged as far as she could take it, she took it all in, he groans at how his dick was almost sucked in like a super-powered vacuum.

He slammed into her at insane speed, he grabbed her throat and slapped her bouncing tits, leaving a faint red imprint on her boobs, Annie moans gets higher and louder as Barry thrusted with maximum efficiency.

Barry runs his hands over her body, A million pleasurable touches hit her at once. He slows down just enough to make her feel it. Judging from the sounds Annie is making, she definitely without a doubt enjoys his touches.

Annie bucks up to meet Barry the deeper he shoves into her. Their thighs smack together the deeper Barry goes into her. And more Barry imbued her, the more Annie rises to meet him. And the more invested Annie becomes in it, the better she feels. Her growing sense of never ending pleasure hits.

She screams in joy as Barry fucks her missionary-style, pushing down on her as he used his weight to force his meat down her pussy, pressing on and out every time his rod pulses inside. He leaped and then hit Annie once more.

Certainly enough, Annie hopes this is not one of those situations where she wakes up frustrated with sticky bed covers. Annie strikes her hips back and forth against him.

Barry paused, knelt down, and crept up on her as he licked her lips. Barry's hair was being fondled by Annie as she groaned. Her pussy was flawlessly groomed. Barry gently stroked Annie's clit while driving his tongue into her, taking the tiny nugget in his fingers and handling it with caution.

As she made an effort to keep her legs from trembling on the counter, Annie softly meowed. Annie was feeling so hot, burning up like a comet falling from space. Barry licked her wherever he could as Annie's hips swayed beneath his mouth. Up until she could feel nothing but emptiness, each flaming wave crystallized into an empty aching between her thighs. She required him. In a thoughtless, antiquated, verging on insane way.

The Defender of Des Moines warm, marvelous fluids spilled like a stream out of her quim and straight into Barry's mouth. She had a sweet, chocolate-like flavor, and he rolled his fingers into her pussy, turning on the largest and most powerful vibrator at its sharpest and fastest setting. Once more Annie's eyes burn at the unbridled passion as she breathes from her body while clinging onto the counter from both sides, which ended with her breaking two chucks of granite her fingers lapped around.

This accident hits Barry's attention and he smiles at Annie and withdraws his finger which was lathered in Annie's cum.

"See this is why supe sex is better than that PG-13 crap," Barry quipped as he strokes her legs, her beautiful strong legs, Annie's toes curling uncontrollably when reaching her second orgasm.

"I could not agree more. But now I want to be fucked like a pornstar,"

Barry was stunned for a small bit, he never knew Annie had this side of her. When they first got to know each other, he assumed she was like another version of his best friend, Kara Danvers, a sunny smile, a positive attitude, and a badass temper. But maybe this night, is the night Barry gets to see a hidden-a demon time Annie January that no one has ever seen.

Barry flips her over until she was on all fours and ass raised in the air. He eased himself back into her folds. Her warm lips bringing him closer until she can feel his pelvis bone. Barry begins to slowly rock back and forth, his hand grasping her ass which was so plump, so juicy, and so big.

Annie moans softly, feeling every ounce of pleasure striking her stomach. This felt undeniably good, he starts to burry himself a little more deeper into her dripping quim, thrusting faster and harder than any man every thought was possible. He was a god. A god at sex-eat your heart out Johnny Sins.

Barry drove himself to the breaking point, he smacks her ass aggressively and wraps his hand around her golden locks to pull her hair back, Annie huffed and found herself repeating 'fuck me' with every thrust. Annie didn't know how wet she was until the sound of wet squishy sounds filled the room. She wanted to be fucked like a pornstar, Barry's gonna give her what she wants.

As Barry jackhammered inside to rearrange her guts, 50 hard smacks on her ass followed, Annie moaning so loud the door three doors away could possibly hear Starlight getting her brains fucked doggystyle on a kitchen counter. In fact, Barry was going so crazy into Annie, the island started to shake violently as does metal clanging against each other due to the kettle and toaster, the knife cut board falls to the ground, the cupboard doors swing open, and surprisingly the TV that was across the room seemed to rock as well.

"Oh fuck Annie, this is too good, I might just-"

"Not yet. There's someone I've been dying to try, then I'll let you empty those big balls filled with your potent fluids," Annie demanded, pulling herself away from Barry with a huge pop sound.

"What are you-" Barry was cut off then Annie turns and wraps her legs around his waist, arms lapped around his neck as well.

Next thing he knows, Barry's feet are lifted off the ground. 5 inches away from the ceiling, Annie maneuvers her body till she was straddling him, keeping an arm on his back to keep him from hitting the ground.

Barry glances down. "Woah! what the- you'd think after being Nullified and getting sent 1000 meters in the stratosphere, I'd get used to heights, but I'm gonna be honest...I don't think I am,"

Annie uses her free hand to lean down and give Barry a kiss before pulling away.

"Don't worry, I got you. You just need to trust me. Do you trust me?"

Barry takes a second, smiles, then gently strokes her cheek with his thumb. "You know I do,"

Annie finds herself forming a smile, then she grabs his length which was still up and running and slowly her hungry hole swallows up The Scarlet Speedster's prick, letting out another soft moan.

Barry on the other hand, groans and to keep his phobia in check with his arms and legs dangling like a puppet, he grabs onto her waist for balance.

Annie although gives him a slap to his face, which sent stinging sensation to rub all across his cheek as Annie bounced up and down rapidly, leading to the Scarlet Speedster to push the gas and drive into her faster, Annie screaming so horrifyingly like she was in a horror movie.

For a split second, Barry thought he heard the glass window crack. Barry leans and gives a small suck on Annie's tits, which made not only her tits but her whole body glow like a star. Barry was about to back off, but then he felt a hand push his head back into her tits.

He bites, nips and licks all over her erect pink tits, Annie's nerves were burning up and shaking, her whole body now brighter than the sun, enveloping the room in a white light.

The Scarlet Speedster backs away-Annie letting him- and uses his speed construct abilities to make a pair of sunshades and put them on just in case Annie blinds him. Not the first time he was blinded by light cough* Dr. Light. cough*.

The heat surrounding both their bodies felt so pleasurably amazing, although anyone without healing capabilities would experience excruciating anguish.

His balls tightened. Who knew? The Flash and Starlight, Barry Allen and Annie January, it did not matter, because they were about ready to unleash it all out.

She stuffed her tight pussy with his full cock. As hot as the rest of her, it felt. Those partitions ate the manhood of Barry, the deeper Annie delves her pussy down on him. Annie grabs his throat, biting down her lip till she can taste blood as she struggles to keep it together and let out a hungry gasp when Barry vibrates his cock all around her moist velvety borders.

"You're pussy Annie...I can't!" Barry panted out, his face was sweaty, his legs were wobbly with arousal as he can feel all that amount of cum this close to shooting out like a water cannon.

"I've been having so much stress cause of Butcher, thank you for relieving all of it. Thank you!" Annie whispers before shouting at a high pitched. The day was coming to an end with Annie writhing in pleasure, feeling that high from sex, that pleasant feeling where you are floating, that's the feeling you get when you have sex with a speedster.

Barry still had the shades on as he watches all the translucent lightbulbs in the room all light up before exploding and sparks flying off as Annie herself glows brighter and brighter like a nova star.

"Annie I'm close!"

She takes a second to catch her breath, her powers returning to normal state before slowly descending down onto the floor, their clothes scattered across the room. Immediately she gets on her knees and opens her mouth for the stream Barry was about to shoot his sweet semen out.

Barry jerked himself off at super-speed, sunglasses still on, he grunted loudly as he shot jet streams of his cum all over Annie's tongue, and all over her hair as well. She all sticky by the time Barry shuttered to a stop.

Annie hums in satisfaction, scooping up Barry's cum on her tits and sucking her finger clean off. It was so naughty and porny, but maybe that's why Barry found it to be so good.

"My god that was amazing!" Barry whispers, staring down as Annie takes every single ounce of his seed into her mouth.

"I told you. You were in for an enlightening surprise ," Annie sultry says, Barry smiling at her.

From outside the door, Butcher and his team had just came back from the mission they were at, Kimiko had few stains of blood on her jacket and tries to swipe it off.

"Well, one night of Supe bashing was all for nothing, thanks you piece of shit," M.M complaints, Butcher shrugging his shoulders.

"Ay, I was following a lead your new pal Sister-whateva the fuck she's called gave to us. I never said it was the right place you prick," Butcher fired back with his accent, Frenchie sighing as he tries to help Kimiko get the stains off her jacket which she let him to.

M.M runs a hand over his forehead, annoyed, "Whatever man, let's just hope Barry and Annie weren't too bummed having to be locked up," M.M replies, Butcher reaches into his coat and pulls out the keys. He inserts it into the keyhole and twists to open the door.

Immediately once they entered, they were greeted to an unpleasant sight; first, the office was a mess. The ceiling lights and lamps all flickering on and off, the kitchen wasn't faring better either. Sets of kitchen utensils and plates were all on the ground along with all the cupboard and cabinets open. Then, came the final mess in the room, the horrifying thing to happen tonight.

Annie naked on her knees with white cream on her face, and Barry in sunshades with his dick out. They both turn to the team, they're mouths wide open in surprise.

Butcher huffs, looking around the room and at the two, and with a growl he bellows out, "WHAT THE BLOODY FUCK YOU TWO!" Butcher hands were clenched till white, and his nose twitched.

Barry pushes up his shades. "Butcher? Heyyy..." he awkwardly says, Butcher stays silent, Frenchie and M.M looking away, trying not to look at Barry's long shlong out in the open, Kimiko although couldn't stop staring at him, she never knew Barry had that hidden in his pants, for an unknown reason her face was getting hot.

"So..." Annie starts, inelegant mind her. "How was the mission?"

The room just stayed quiet, Butcher staring dagger at the two as a ceiling light from above falls and swings down with a spark. This was definitely gonna be one hell of night to explain.

55 mins ago at Humane Bergundy Toy Store now abandoned.

Homelander whizzes pass New York and coming down to an abandoned warehouse just outside the city. Ashley had just notified him about an unknown energy spike coming from the area and decided it was best to check it out just in case something like a Soldier boy incident was bound to happen again. Safe to be sorry.

Homelander lands on the roof of the building and with his lasers, he slowly shoots and cuts out a shape into the glass and makes his way into the building.

It was dark, but through the nightlight he is able to see several dirty looking teddy bears on a shelf with a stack of Jack-in-the boxes on shelfs. He uses his X-Ray vision to check if anyone was near the premises and only hiding, but nothing.

"Where in the fuck did Ashley send me too. I swear I'm gonna laser that bitch," he says to himself, suddenly, a gust of wind rushes past him.

He immediately turns and through the darkness sees a man standing menacingly in the shadows. Homelander again uses his powers to try and see but for some reason he couldn't see nothing but the other side of the wall which meant he was covered in something Homelander couldn't see through. Zinc.

Finally he speaks.

"Mr. Wayne," his voice was disoriented, almost like it was vibrating. "It's good to finally meet you. There are some things we need to discuss. And it's about a certain traveler in this word so if I were you...I'd pay attention,"

Homelander narrows at first, but then with a smile he says, "I've got all night,"

WOOOOO!!!!!!! Finallyyyy! I finished this one. I'm not gonna lie, I had so many ways this one could have panned out, but I felt like they were just making this boring rather interesting, but anyways I hope you enjoyed this one as writing this chapter was very time consuming.

I tried very hard to add references and jokes, but really the Boys is all about rated-R stuff so I couldn't really think of anything that can make it like that, but eh it's whatever, this isn't gonna be the last time I use people from The Boys universe and that includes Annie as well.

Now, I had a plan to upload a Barry and Caroline from TVD for like a Halloween special, but with all my procrastinating I never got around to it. So this will have to do for now. Give me a bit of time and I'll have a Caroline smut written, but for now I have so many projects I am currently working on and putting my main focus on those.

So again thank you and leave reviews and comments on what you thought. Already your comments motivate me to make more.

Happy Halloween!