Barry Allen Smut

Yours

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"Barry," I giggled, shrugging him off of my shoulder. "Let me make breakfast."

He whined for the 20th time. "Y/N, pay attention to me." Pressing a swift kiss to his lips, I quickly turned around and flipped the pancakes, preventing yet another accident in the kitchen.

For the past month, Barry and I hadn't been able to keep our hands off of each other- whenever we tried to get things done in the bedroom, something always came up, preventing us from continuing anything further than kissing.

In hindsight, we hadn't had sex for over a month and we were dying. To make things even better, mother nature pulled the period card and prevented me from doing anything at all last week.

The second I set down the plates of food onto the table, Barry decided it was in his best interest to grab me by my waist and bring me into a heavy kiss.

"It's 8:30 in the morning Barr," I grinned, trying not to giggle at the ticklish kisses he was pressing to my jawline.

"And it's a Sunday," he responded, sucking hard on my pulse point which made me jolt in pleasure. "So fuck it."

Giving into the temptation, I pulled him by his hair and kissed him back hungrily as he picked me up by my legs and whisked us away to the bedroom.

Our clothes came off in a flurry undergarments as I undressed him and he undressed me. Pausing for a moment, I flipped us over so that I was straddling Barry with my hands pressing him down by his shoulders.

Starting off with a trail of kisses from his ear lobe, I made my way down to his toned abs and then to his boxers, easing them off slowly. Pulling out his pulsing length, I licked my lips in greed.

All mine.

I licked a slow and long stripe from his base to the tip, using the flat side of my tongue as I watched his green eyes close in pleasure.

"Y/N I- fuck," he choked, moaning when I took him fully into my mouth. I picked up the speed, pumping his base with my hand while swirling my tongue around his tip. His cock began to throb, signaling that he was close, he quickly gripped my hair and pulled me into a rough kiss.

Lifting my hips from the mattress, he sank me onto his length causing us both to moan in pure ecstasy.

His hands gripped my hips like fingers on a ledge, knowingly leaving bruises as reminders for tomorrow. Placing my hands on his wrists and placing them above his head, I rolled my hips against his, making us lose ourselves in a mess of moans and heavy breathing.

Barry wrapped his arms around my waist and flipped us over so that I was on my stomach and knees, letting him fill me from the back.

"Oh my god Barry-" I moaned, getting cut off by my own squeal when he started pounding into me at Flash speed.

"Fuck Y/N..." he murmured into my ear through grit teeth. After only a few seconds of pure bliss, he quickly picked me up so that my legs were wrapped around his waist and my arms around his neck, speeding to the wall across the room.

I shrieked in excitement when he slammed us into the wall, hands planted above my head pressing against the wall and lips attacking my neck. As we gazed into each other's eyes, Barry began thrusting harder which made me notice his forehead that was glistening with sweat.

I raked my nails down his back and encouraged him to go harder, faster, hitting a spot which made me moan loudly.
"Barry please-" I begged. "Please please please- oh fuck."

"What's the magic word sweetheart?" he managed to make out, using his perk of orgasm control to his advantage. What can I say- metahumans had it good.

"Barr- oh my god," I stopped as his thrusts slowed down.

"Say it," he whispered.

"Yours, all yours Barry- shit. Please Barry-" I pleaded through my moans, not being able to finish my sentence before he began thrusting at his fastest.

"All mine baby," he said before I clenched around him, resting my head in the crook of his neck as I felt him spill into me.
We both breathed heavily with smiles on our faces while Barry carried me to the bed.
"Has anyone told you how sexy you are when you're begging?"

"You have," I laughed lightly, still slightly out of breath. "Around a hundred times."

"Well you know," he smirked, proud of himself. "It never gets old."

"It's not fair how you can control when you cum..."

"How about this-" pausing to hold himself up by his elbow and look at me. "Next time, I let you be on top and I don't use my powers. Agreed?"

Taking a second to ponder at his offer, I agreed eagerly, not wasting a moment before pouncing on him.

"Who said next time had to be tomorrow?" I smirked coyly. "We've got all day."

His playful eyes lit up in excitement and realization that today was going to be a long Sunday.

And I couldn't wait.