Author's Note: Rated M just in case, enjoy!
"Damn Red," Mick rumbled, "that was hot." Barry blushed.
"How do you feel Scarlet?" Len drawled.
"Sated," he replied instantly and his blush deepened. His stomach growled. "And hungry."
"One minute," Len drawled and rose, disappearing from view.
"So he does this for everything?"
Mick lifted a shoulder. "Timing is his thing," he rumbled.
"Not a bad thing," he spoke, even as he shivered.
"I thought you were sated?" Mick asked with amusement.
Barry swallowed. "Apparently the two of you can still affect me," he murmured, shivering again.
"Tone it down Mick," Len ordered as he re-entered, carrying a tray.
"Sure thing Boss," the pyro responded, dialling back the rumble.
"Here you go Scarlet," Len spoke as he set the tray on the Speedster's lap.
Barry sped ate the contents of the tray and let out a satisfied sigh. Then blushed. "I need to eat ten thousand calories a day," he spoke sheepishly, "more if I do something strenuous."
"You're worth the increased food bill Scarlet," Len stated.
"So we can do this again?" he asked hopefully.
"Do you really need to ask that Red?" Mick asked incredulously.
"I have a bad track record, so yes?" he replied, unable to prevent the uncertainty.
"Their loss is our gain Barry." Barry relaxed and let out a sigh of relief.
"He's learning Boss," Mick rumbled, causing their Speedster to shiver again.
"Mick," Len warned, and the pyro nodded. Len settled on the other side of Barry, and cupped his chin gently. "Whatever happens between us, our business arrangement stands," he spoke seriously, stroking the Speedster's cheek with his thumb before releasing his hold.
"I thought it would anyway," Barry replied with a frown.
"He doesn't want you to think you need to keep us happy to keep it in place," Mick chimed in.
"Oh," Barry breathed. He met Len's gaze squarely. "I don't want this for any other motivation than I'm attracted to both of you. And I thoroughly enjoyed myself," he added as an afterthought.
His companions laughed wickedly. "Good," Len drawled. "Before you leave, we'll give you another address you can meet us."
"More private," Mick added.
Len inclined his head in agreement. "And both our numbers."
"Yeah, as much as this worked out in my favour, probably best if I don't make it a habit to come to Saints and Sinners," Barry murmured.
"Worried about your reputation Red?" Mick rumbled.
"More like my bad luck," he retorted.
"Sounds like there's a story there Scarlet," Len drawled.
"Yes and no," he answered honestly. "It's just that my luck tends to run toward bad," he spoke lifting a shoulder. "Unless I'm really careful, or prepared, I'm late."
"How so?" Mick prompted.
"Here's an example, I went to Starling to help on a case," he began. "I missed the first train, which arrived on time, and then the one after that I caught was late." He lifted a shoulder. "You get used to it – and I just know that if there's something really important I need to be on time for, then I need to plan to get there far in advance." His smile turned rueful. "Sometimes it backfires, and I end up there super early – which is why I normally have a book in my bag."
"That, and something to keep you occupied when you have to wait for the next transport," Len drawled.
"Does it happen less since you got your speed?" Mick asked curiously.
"Yes and no," he replied, and their eyebrows rose. "Sorry. I have a greater chance of arriving on time, because I can use my speed to make up for my bad luck. But then, if I need to be the Flash…" he trailed off meaningfully.
"So you might be late for dates," Len drawled.
"I'll try not-" Barry cut himself off and blinked. "We'll go on dates?" he breathed.
"Did you think we'd be ashamed to be seen with you Red?" Mick asked in disbelief.
"Well no, but you're both wanted-"
"People only see what they expect to see Scarlet," Len drawled. "We're more likely to draw attention for being a triad, than being wanted criminals."
"Well, my schedule can be a bit tight, between my job and being the Flash, but barring an emergency, I will do my best to be on time for dates," he spoke with a bright smile.
"We'll hold you to that Scarlet," Len drawled, smirking as he caused their Speedster to shiver.
"Just reacting, or do you need another round Red?" Mick rumbled.
Barry shivered and blushed before admitting, "Another round."
"He's going to be so much fun to play with Boss," Mick rumbled.
"That he is," Len drawled with a smirk, mind already filling with plans of how to satisfy their Speedster. And the best part, was if they didn't get used today, they would have plenty of opportunities to use them in the future. He would make sure of it.