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(4444 words btw)

"Hey handsome, you got something you want to tell me."

-Killer Frost

Truth or Dare pt. 2 (Caitlin Snow/ Killer Frost or Frost/ Kihone/ Danielle Panabaker)

Killer Frost was many things, stubborn, an airhorn, occasional bitch, but being a hardcore slut wasn't one of them. Barry assumed he would never in a million years see Frost stand there completely naked.

Perky and perfectly rounded, her breasts sat proudly on her chest. Gravity wasn't an inconvenience to them; her slightly dark blue nipples point directly towards the Scarlet Speedster.

Barry couldn't resist staring, that was until his eyes adverted down and what surprised him was how her smooth blue pussy lips practically poked out from between her legs.

Things took a pretty interesting turn from there. Frost slowly trails her finger down her abdomen to between her legs, digging her fingers inside of her. Frost lightly moans in sheer pleasure of her fingers caressing her inners. At first, Barry thought she was just going to tease him by fingering herself, denying access for Barry to do it himself.

Then, unexpectedly, she raises her hand to her mouth and opens her lips, Barry watching the whole time as Frost pops those fingers into her mouth and sucks on them hungrily, her tongue swirling all around her fingers as if she was a baby tasting ice cream for the first time. This precedes Barry's penis to wake up from its slumber, dying to know how it would feel when he shoves his cock in her pussy.

"Mmm..." she heavenly sighs, switching her sucks between her index and middle fingers. "Who would have thought The Flash's come would taste this sweet." Frost purrs, her voice having some chilling echo behind.

"Where's Caitlin?" He asked.

Her eyes shift towards him, seeing how hard he is, a soft cackle escapes her lips. "Caity is having a little nap time. But don't you worry stud...I can keep you company while she's away."

She begins towards him, putting more sway into her hips as she does, Barry already thinking of the Infinite possibilities he could fuck her tonight. Aggressive. Dominant. Submissive and when she gets there, he would soon have to make a choice. Her eyes stare deep down into Barry's, the intensity of her gaze leaving him ultimately breathless.

"Frost-"

She cuts him off, tauntingly wiggling her finger in front of him. "Uh, uh, uh, speedy. I felt how hard you royally demolished Caity's guts in your play date...now it's my turn. I want you to fuck me like a dirty whore and fill my wet cunt with that big, massive speed cock."

"Speedcock?" Barry's eyebrows raised. "I feel like I should trademark that."

"Trademark this."

Barry felt a sudden chill in the air as he watches Frost eyes glow with a cold blue light when she says that. With a swift motion of her raising her hand, she shot out a freezing beam of icy blue energy beside her. The air around them crackled as the beam hit the ground, and a small cloud of frost formed.

Barry's eyes widened as he watched in amazement as the frost began to slowly take shape, forming a magnificent arch. The arch rose high above them, and its surface was adorned with intricate patterns of ice crystals that glittered in the moonlight. Barry could see tiny icicles hanging below the arch, resembling stalactites in a cave. At the bottom of the arch, it was very smooth for someone to sit on, like a chair.

Killer Frost effortlessly glided towards it and gracefully lay down on it, giving Barry the perfect view of her hairless light blue shaded pussy, a little Innie just begging to get stretched open by a fat cock. They both were already naked so no point in waiting for the other to remove their clothing.

Barry didn't get what it was about girls shaving their pussies nowadays. Patty. Iris. Linda. Caitlin, and now Frost, all of them had no hint of any hair, but fortunately for them, Barry is all for it.

Killer Frost smirked at Barry, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Like what you see, Flash?" she taunted, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Very...very much." Barry says, slip of drool hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Not another word Frost is able to say before her eyes play tricks on her, witnessing Barry appear in front of her in a fraction of a second, down on one knee between her legs, grabbing and rubbing her thighs before sliding underneath so his arms lock tightly around her flesh,—having some goosebumps form on his arm due of how cold her body temperature remained—holding her in place so she can't move. From Barry's perspective the view was nice from down there, he has never seen a blue colored pussy before or even ate out one and the reality of doing it for the first time made him excited.

"Go ahead Barry, take a sample. You deserve it for all the good you do for this crappy city." Frost whispered.

She slightly arched her back from the warmth of Barry's breath rubbing against her, the explosion of overwhelming impatience getting to its peak. She cups her own breasts and squeezes her areolas, feeling how erratic her nipples stand.

Not one for patience, he inserts his tongue into her folds and as soon as his tongue made contact inside her clit, Barry's lips tingled as he felt the coldness of Killer Frost's pussy lips pressed against his. It was like sticking your tongue in a huge vat of liquid nitrogen. Suddenly, a frigid wave of energy surged through him, sending shivers down his spine and causing him to gasp for breath.

"What in the?!-"

Frost chuckles humorously before sarcastically saying, "What's the matter? Not a fan of the cold?"

Barry, stumped in shock, inches his face away and from there glances up. "I didn't even know your--well, it could do that."

"What can I say, I'm full of surprises." She said.

"Does it hurt in some ways?" He asked.

"The occasional cramps, whenever I eat soup or drink coffee it's like I'm chugging a bowl of the Antarctic Ocean, but other than that, my body is full 100% pussy devouring approved."

Barry sighs. "Screw it. I've been through worse. There's nothing worse than having to constantly having to deal with Iris's bullshit. Let alone when she's drunk."

Frost smirks. "That's the Flash I know." she pulls him back down, staring deep into his eyes and whispers, "Now...how bout you give me a taste again."

Again, Barry's eyes locked with Killer Frost's as he leans forward, feeling a sudden surge of adrenaline. Nothing went through his head when he licked a long slippery line along her entrance, practically lapping up the horniness he has summoned from her body.

Frost moans softly, her back arched slightly off the sculpture of ice. She reaches down to grab onto his head and squeezes.

"Mmm...good boy, yes, you're such a good boy, " Frost sighed, her fingers play with his hair. "Now, I want you to lick my pussy."

"Are you going to treat me like this the whole night?" Barry asked, growing irritated of Frost's bossiness.

"Down, boy." Frost commanded, her vibrant chilling voice turning stern.

Barry decided to not push his luck, reminding himself it's not every day you fuck two ego personalities in one night, so, absentminded he pushes his tongue deep and eats her, with abandon, like someone who's been stranded in the desert and is finally able to quench himself. Frost tasted sweet and bitter like fresh grown apples, and he was so happy to be consuming it. It felt like he was drinking juice for the first time.

Frost gasped loudly, grabbing onto one of her breasts and squeezing firmly on them, basking in the glory of his wet tongue connecting to her insides. Her legs loose motor controls and try to wrap them around his head in order to pull him close, but forgetting she couldn't from the tight grip he has on her thighs Frost simply grabs both sides of the arch to keep her from coming too quick.

"Sweet baby jesus, you're already gonna make me cum!" Frost whined and grabs onto his hair again.

Killer Frost couldn't blame Barry from making her come too quick, and she definitely couldn't blame herself either. It's been a long time since she's had someone's warm mouth on her pussy, and the feeling, the level of arousal and passion and heat only makes her desire Barry's cock in her pussy even more.

"Already? Well, if that's the case..." Barry smirked, getting up and she grinned at him. He lets free of her thighs, and she feels like she can finally breath. "Turn over."

"Yes, sir..." Frost whispered and turns her body, so that she is on all fours, facing straight at Central City streets, although the make-shift edifice blocking half side of her view.

His hands roughly pull on her hips to prop her ivory tight ass out. The smile that spread across his face was unstoppable. It's a real nice ass if he does say so himself. It's plenty soft for his hips to ram into.

Her flesh was freezing at one point, mostly cause she's keening on ice, but it passes when Barry rubs his swollen head up and down her slippery slit. He slides it up and down again, slowly, teasing and enticing her.

Frost bit down on her lips and scrunch her face from the agony of teasing. She turns her head and watches as Barry eases only his tip inside her.

Frost softly moans, all her muscles melting, arching her back out some more, popping more of her ass out, she dissolves her whole upper body on the floor like a puddle as she purrs.

"Oh, fuckkkkkkkkk, come on baby, I know you can go deeper than that,"

He pushes his entire length into her, wrathfully. His cock curves into her deeply, painfully. It was clear Barry wanted this more than she did. Frost cries out, shutting her eyes to get ready for a wild ride. She's had induced pain far worse, but this was something else entirely. His fingertips curling on her skin on her hips as he tries desperately to hold himself back for a moment.

"Oh, you're so tight," he encourages, but fucking christ, that doesn't do justice.

Great. Perfect fit. Five-star pussy is more like it. It grips around him, and he had to focus on not coming like a teenager going through puberty. Barry slowly begins to thrust in her fluidly, her perfect bubble ass rippled with every thrust. He maintains a slow and steady contact and friction with her walls as his cock rubs against her. This was almost too erotic to be true, fucking a super villain/hero in the most humane way possible, sounds like a prompt a horny writer would write for his porn comic books.

Ultimately, her white coated rear fits so perfectly under his hand like a glove as he palms her ass with each back shots he hits, grabbing her flesh with a tight grip, leaving nail marks. The tension builds and builds. Putting a little more force behind the act, he pulls out almost all the way before impaling her again.

"Is that deep enough for you?"

Frost haltingly nods her head, audibly hums something into the ground of ice, but he couldn't hear her over the sound of his hips slapping the soft flesh of her ass, the sounds of her juices sloshing around his cock.

His hands bunches Frost's hair from the back and with a firm tug, he yanked her hair, awakening her muscles to lift back up into regular doggy position.

"Come on, Frost. Be a big girl and use your words." He growled.

Frost eyes were still sealed, but her mouth wasn't. It couldn't, and what came out sounded so vulgar. "Mm-hmm," she whimpers. "I love how tight my pussy wraps around your cock, Barry...makes me feel so dirty and hot. I only wish I could've fucked you sooner."

Barry's lips curled into a grim smirk and let go of her hair, starting to get an idea. "Dirty and hot, you say? yet, I'm not hearing many noises from you. Perhaps...I need to pick up the pace."

Frost had no idea what that meant, but she was excited to find out. She didn't care what he was going to do. Frost has no shame to admit that she's cock hungry.

"Flash fact for you, Frost; Speed and Cold do mix!" He whispered. Normally, that would be a cheesy thing to say, especially in sex, but for some reason that just made her appetite build up some more.

Maybe it was his tone, or how he's known to be this sweet and charming guy that everyone wants is now suddenly turned into this devious, hungry, blood thirsty sucker, for sex. It's like sex is the only meal he'll eat and when he eats, he gets more aggressive.

In pure lust, Barry's eyes ignite, the vein in his eyes replaced by jagged and zig-zagging lightning bolts. Still fucking her from behind, he bucks his hips inhumanely faster, jack hammering in her pussy with a piston-effect at the speed of sound, almost Mach 4, being careful to not over exceed speed because even though Frost's had a different body chemistry to the average human, there are still some faults at comparisons. However, it was enough to send Frost flying into heaven as her soft pants turned into aggressive, feral, and furious heavy wines.

Her moans pierced the air, an unbridled symphony of pleasure and ecstasy of her cries pleading: "Fuck this pussy! Fuck this pussy! Fuck this pussy! Fuck this pussy!" Fuck. Each sound that escaped her lips sounded out of breath as the Scarlet Speedster was.

High pitched whimpers of satisfaction resonated with an intensity that sent chills down The Scarlet Speedster's spine. 'Is she about to come already?' Barry mused. Dominance was starting to drain his blood. The otherwise silent night is drowning with the resonance of violently clapping her cheeks into a pulp, her ass bounces uncontrollably every time he thrusts inside her.

"I'm gonna come, Barry." She gasped, wincing her eyes to shut. "You're gonna make me come."

"Don't. Its only gonna make me come," Barry says.

"Well then, stop fucking me at super speed." She shot back, her tone strangled.

"Request denied."

The railing and the doors leading back into the lounge begins to violently shudder from how hard he's fucking her. Killer Frost felt like it's going to shatter in a matter of seconds, but she can't bring herself to give a crap. Not when there's a huge dick inside her.

An embarrassing high pitched and chilling low tune scream escapes as he changes the angle of hips and hits a spot that instantly makes her legs violently shake. Barry would have said something, maybe ask if she's okay, or if she wants him to stop, but he was too impressed on how he got a synchronize scream that was both Killer Frost and Caitlin that he didn't want to care.

"Oh my god!" she cries out and arches her back again from her arms wobbling and losing balance. Barry's afraid of how she's reacting and, so, he returns to normal human rate pace.

"That's right, baby. Scream. Beg for your fucking god," he growls before delivering a hard slap on her ass.

Stinging pain exploded through her. "Oh, fuck yes, baby, you're gonna make me cum all over that dick!"

"Who's pussy does this belong too?" Another spank. "Hmm, who's pussy?" and then another, leaving her cheeks all rosy.

The pain left her all giddy, high off the sensation. Her ass was aching. As much as it hurt, she couldn't deny the pleasure of it.

"It's yours, sir!" She gasped, too far gone to feel anything but blinding lust. "It's your fucking pussy...It's all yours."

Barry was merciless, not letting her catch her breath with every slap that made contact with her skin. This almost was already too full for her to hold back. Barry made matters worse when he leaves her butt—which radiated in pain along with handprints—alone, grabbing her hair once again and pulling her up to his chest.

Then, as her spine is pressed against him, he grabs Frost's slender like hands and through a little wide space between their bodies, he wraps them around her back. He collects her wrists into one hand, while reaching up to her neck and presses his fingers firmly on her thoat.

Her eyes, lazy in lust, stares up to his and she can see how much work he put in for her by the bead of sweat dribbling down from forehead to nose bridge.

Through Barry choking her and restraining her wrists, she forces her voice to sound confident and seductive. "I guess you're not the fastest man alive after all. A slut like me would have you worn out as soon as you stuck your dick in me."

"Frost...Shut your mouth." It was both a plea and demand. If she kept speaking this way, he was gonna come to early, and he couldn't do that, at least not yet.

Frost struggled to gasp for air, Barry applying more strength around her neck as he thrusts his cock deep inside of her.

"Ooh, and here I thought you liked it wide open." She gritted.

To shut her up, Barry slams his lips onto hers, it was angry but also powerful, more powerful than his grip on her throat. His tongue delved deep into the back of her throat, and she shuddered at how pleasurable it is to be choked as he is devouring her mouth, she nearly gags but holds for dear life.

Her stomach is tightening, and she can feel her orgasm building dangerously quick. If Frost could put it in words, she would describe it as an angry Zeus is inside her stomach, forming a massive thunderstorm that will surely kill her.

He pulls away, a string of wet saliva departing from both their lips.

"Gonna come, frosty?"

"Will you let me this time?" Her voice chilled with annoyance. Barry wouldn't let her come two times tonight, what's to say he'll deny her again.

He chuckles breathlessly, staring into Frosts' eyes, filled with white-hot desire. "If you ask nicely."

She enjoys these games. "Please for the almighty god, Barry...let me come," she breathed.

He frees her wrists and removes his hand from her throat. Frosts lets out one of the biggest gasps of breath ever, feeling she was about to pass out if he kept doing what he was doing. While both the Scarlet Speedster's and Frost's flesh is pounding against each other, oiled with sweat and making her pussy shrivel in anticipation, Barry lowers her back down so her chin is touching the ice.

He molds his front to her back, spearing himself into Frost's tightening pussy over and over again. The hand splayed on her back travels to her hair and pulls on it, lifting her up again. "My pussy whenever I want, correct?" She wobbly nods her head. Yes. Dear god, yes. A million times, yes. He could tear her clothes off in front of the gang and wouldn't utter a peep. Barry smiles and pulls her hair more firmly in response. "Good girl. Tomorrow, I will take you down again, then the day after that, and the day after that. I won't leave you untouched, not until my name is burning on every orifice of your fucking skin, you and Caitlin." He snarls, teeth gashing.

Nighttime Central City's image became a blur as her eyes glowed crystal-white and the thunderstorm finally struck through her. She screamed so loud; her bellow caused some of the stalactites above her to begin cracking. Frost tried to lift her head, but fails, and accidentally, without knowing, her palms were out and comes out was an ice beam shooting forward.

She slowly lifts her head, panting and breathless. Her body convulses from the aftershocks, even after she comes down from the biggest orgasm she's ever had. Everything was hazy but she could make out portion of the sold steel rails suddenly incased in solid ice.

Barry was grunting from behind before he withdraws from her and sees a transparent blue liquid oozing out and sliding down her thighs. "I'm close, but I want that pretty mouth of yours to taste me like I did to you."

"Now you're speaking my language," she breathed, turning her whole body around.

Frost opens her mouth and sucks him off vigorously, tasting her own juices off his base which surprisingly feels satisfying on her tongue. Barry drops his head and growls, feeling his orgasm reaching the finish line. Frost pumped her fist on her dick as she sucked him off, stroking a few furious thrusts as she rolled her tongue all over the throbbing tip, slurping and gagging.

She pulled back, still sawing his dick back and forth, "Gonna come for me, speedy? You want me to milk that beautiful cock of yours, make you come all over my pretty face?"

"Fuck! That's it, baby. Keep talking dirty to me." Barry grunted.

'Can do' Frost thought. In just a whisper, "Just imagine how pearly my face would look...when all your hot, warm, and steamy cum drenches all over my skin, just imagine Caitlin's face when she comes too and see how much trouble we made."

"Frost..." Barry breathed in hoarse tone, not being able to hold back any longer.

"Maybe I should get that nullifier Cisco made and separate the two of us again, won't that be a blast? Caity and I fucking your brains out until you drench your seed on both our juicy asses in a hot threesome, maybe making you forget that you're even The Flash."

"Fuck! You both are so fucking hot. I'm gonna cum!" Barry grinds out. He ends his sentence on a roar, his hips shuddering as he thrusts his hips forward one last time before shooting streaks of cum all across her perfect face, all over her lips and tits, and some dripping off her brows.

"Fuck," he groaned, his whole body twitching with electricity and satisfaction.

Frost scooped up some of his cum off her fingers and like last time, sucks on them, accepting how undeniably good he tastes. It was amazing. Frost's eyes gently closed as the hues of her hair shifted, gradually changing from frosty white back to chestnut brown.

The transformation continued, the icy pallor of her skin receding to her natural peachy complexion. Her eyes, once glacial blue, flickered with an enchanting blend of colors, returning to their normal, vibrant hues.

"I see you and Frost had a good time." Caitlin's voice snapped Barry out of his daze, bringing him to lower his eyes to meet hers. Her hair had small thin lines of his semen.

Barry's eyes swept across his surroundings. The metal rails lining the entire balcony were encased in a glacial grip, their surfaces shimmering with a thin layer of ice. Some of the delicate plants that once adorned the lawn now lay askew, their pots toppled over, evidence of the gusts of wind he had inadvertently created due to his speedy parlor trick. Also, couldn't forget the colossal ice sculpture that towered above him and Caitlin.

His eyes lock back with Cailtin, and a slow smile takes over his face. "I couldn't hold back," he grabs ahold of his penis, still slightly hard and playfully slapped himself against Caitlin's cheek, smearing more of his last remaining cum on her, "Just like you couldn't hold back your screams when I was balls deep in Frost. You didn't think I noticed that did you, you little minx?

Caitlin bit her lip, fighting the urge to hide her giggle on how ticklish she felt when his rod meets her skin. She extended her arm to catch Barry's cock, before he could lightly slap her again, where she brings him to her mouth, and places small kisses on his sensitive tip, her eyes fixed on his.

"I was hoping you noticed," Caitlin hummed. "Wanted you to see how vulnerable you can make us."

"It worked." Barry confirmed. "Maybe we should go back inside and see if we can bring Frost out this time."

Caitlin seemed to like the sound of that idea because she got up, grabbed his hand and led him back inside, and all Barry can think about when their bare feet were about to cross the threshold was how all of this volatile erratic night that was set in motion was simply due to a game of Truth or Dare.

Also, how Frost's sexual gesture/art piece should melt by morning.

After months, I have finished Killer Frost's scene. You have no idea how long this took. I had to read books...not kid friendly ones just to get a real feel of how writing this works, and let's just say...I'm running out of bleach. By the way, I never remind myself to say this but thank you everyone for the 2K likes and the votes! Like holy shit that's good. This project was just supposed to be some mere hobby, something fun to do, but damn this took off super quick.

Don't worry, I know I was weak with positions, trust me I hated that I did only three but it's all I could do to keep this from making this too long. I promise next one will be many more moves, even flexible moves, a bit more creative actually. Like I said in the beginning, I'm making this my sole purpose. Now, that doesn't mean I'm only doing these one shots. Nope. I do intend to make a book, but I really need to plan it out before I start opening that project up.

With that in mind, I did a poll and the next one is...

Nyssa Al Ghul