Multi-Fandom One Shots

Used | Reverse Flash / Wells / Thawne

Summary: You discover Harrison Wells' true identity, and now he must convince you to keep his secret
Warnings: mdom, degradation, pet names, facefucking, choking, spanking

You stand, confused, at the trap you had set for the reverse flash. Trying to figure out what went wrong, you discovered a preset hologram. You must've watched it a million times already, trying to deduce who on the team could have done it. Your horrifying conclusion is too much to bear. Harry couldn't have done this. Not after all you've been through together.

"Y/N." You hear his voice behind you. "It's not what you think."

You turn around to find him standing up from his wheelchair. You stiffle your shock and point an angry finger at him. "How could you have done this?"

He sighs, stepping forward. You can practically see his brain working, considering a solution. Would he kill you? Kidnap you? Let you tell the team? It only takes a split second, but it feels like an eternity waiting for him to answer.

"I'm from the future. There, I'm Eobard Thawne, otherwise known as the reverse flash. But something went wrong, and now I'm stuck here. I assumed Harry's identity so I could get back to the future."

You let him close the gap between the two of you, his hands grip your shoulders.

"Harry- Thawne, whoever you are. You're the bad guy! You've hurt us, the people you called your friends."

"That was never my intention. From your perspective, I'm the villian. But I've only done what's necessary to secure my future. I needed your genius to help me, I've nurtured your mind, kept you safe. Why do you think that is?"

"To use me?" You snap, but you don't pull away.

Thawne rolls his eyes. "You're so dramatic sometimes." He moves one of his hands to your chin and brings your face close to his. You can feel his breath on yours. "Besides, we both know you like being used."

You whimper at his words. You can feel heat radiating below, quickly becoming wet. "I'm going to tell the team." You stammer out, avoiding eye contact.

Thawne shakes his head. "Save your bravado for someone else." He moves his other hand to your neck. "Look at me when I'm talking to you."

You ignore his order and struggle in his grasp. Of course you liked him. Before the particle accelerator explosion, you were so close to asking him out. You've fantasized about him for years. Even now, after his betrayal, you want him.

You feel as though you're flying, and suddenly you're against a wall. He must've ran you somewhere, but his position hasn't changed. He squeezes the sides of your throat. "Look at me."

You accidentally let out a small moan and stare directly into his eyes. They're dark, burning, hungry. You feel his breathing grow heavy, the smell of coffee hitting your face.

"In the future, you'll rule at my side. All you have to do is be a good girl. Can you do that for me? If not, I'll run you back to STAR labs, and you can fight alongside those barbarians."

The pressure between your legs is too much. "I'll be good." You promise, squeezing your thighs together.

He chuckles and softly presses his lips to yours to tease you. You try to push into him, but his grip on your throat tightens. This time, your moan is uninhibited. He uses your open mouth as an opportunity to intertwine his tongue with yours. The kiss doesn't help the need between your legs, rather it feeds it. You whimper and reach down, desperate for release.

He removes the hand from your chin and uses it to capture your wrists. He pins them above your head, all before you can blink. "Not so fast, kitten." He chuckles. "You have to ask first." He hovers his lips over yours, brushing your mouth ever so slightly.