Olivarry short stories

Sweet Dreams

This story is dedicated to my friend Taylor (olivarrysfate on Instagram). I hope you will like it.

After Barry and Oliver's first real team up Barry goes to bed that night and has a very steamy dream about a certain vigilante.

The day had been exhausting after being mind controlled by Bivolo so Barry fell asleep as soon as he had gotten into bed that night.
A dream began where he found himself without superpowers, before he got them probably, surrounded by a gang of criminals who was pushing and kicking him.
  Until he heard a dark (now familiar) voice screaming. "Step away from the kid." Barry was barely conscious, but he saw arrows come flying and the gang of criminals fled the scene in horror to avoid getting hit. The last thing Barry saw before passing out was a pair of very blue eyes under that hood while the man picked him up in his strong arms.
Next thing he knows he wakes up in a dark room on a hard table, but with his head in somebody's lap. He tried to move but the pain after the beating was really bad.
  The Vigilante carefully helped him sit up straight and jumped down from the table to examine Barry's injuries. Thankfully there was nothing broken, just cuts and bruises that would heal eventually (although not as fast as they would now with his speed).
  "Thanks, but I'm fine." Barry managed to say with a sore voice, he felt a little awkward having another man fussing in worry over him. "But where am I?" he asked because it looked like a dark dungeon or bunker of some kind. The Vigilante was mostly shielded from the lights that came from the computers in the middle of the room, but some light was shined upon his very blue eyes and a scruffy jawline.
"I can't tell you." The Vigilante said and Barry let out a sigh.
  "Why did you save my life? Everyone says you're dangerous." Barry lowered his voice a bit and flinched, one doesn't tell a murderer, he's dangerous.
  "I thought you were just a kid, no offense. Now I see you're just a very careless man." The Vigilante responded with a scoff as he took a step away to not reveal more of his face and he was using that voice modulator.
"I'm a forensic scientist from Central City, I was actually following up on a lead up here in Starling on my own and well it wasn't smart, I know, but I didn't count on them being five." Barry was rambling which always happened when he was nervous and there was something about the presence of this vigilante that made him extremely nervous and on edge.
When the Vigilante finally smiled, Barry eased up a bit. "It took me a while to learn how to handle more than one person in a fight too." he said and Barry was trying to get off the table, but he was still sore everywhere, every little movement still stung, which the Vigilante noticed because he stepped closer and Barry placed his hands on the other man's shoulders.
  "Hopefully you'll stay out of trouble from now on." The Vigilante said and Barry managed to nod and remove his hands from the Vigilante's chest while trying to hide how much his cheeks were heating up for almost clinging onto a muscular handsome Vigilante.
  "Yeah, I will. And well thank you for saving my ass. I feel like I should repay you somehow." Barry said nervously and it looked like the Vigilante was grinning again.
  "You're no damsel in distress like most people I save and bring here are, but they usually thank me with a kiss." The Vigilante's voice was low and seductive when he said that.
Barry's face heated up, but he still found himself leaning in, despite the pain after the beating until his lips brushed against the Vigilante's in front of him. He surprised the both of them, but the older man didn't push him away instead he returned the kiss. He placed his hand against Barry's cheek and deepened the kiss further.
  When their lips parted Barry chuckled nervously. "Sorry, I don't normally kiss guys."
  The Vigilante simply smiled softly at him while he was brushing his fingers across Barry's cheek, where there was a small bruise. "Me neither, but I liked kissing you." He whispered into the young scientist's ear before he leaned in again. This time the kiss was even more hungry.
Barry managed to ignore the pain to wrap his arms around the Vigilantes neck and pull him even closer while he felt another tongue in his mouth. He tried to fight for dominance but ended up letting out a soft moan and their lips parted again.
"What's your name?" The Vigilante whispered against Barry's lips. The question just caused him to laugh because he didn't expect it, but well he did a lot of things tonight that he never expected himself to do.
  "Um...B-Barry. Barry Allen." He managed to get out even though the stare of those blue eyes almost made him forget how to speak. "Will you tell me your real identity?" he asked carefully, but the Vigilante just grinned before he kissed him again.
  "No." Could be heard against the younger man's lips before the Vigilante claimed them again.
  Then his lips left Barry's to travel down to his neck instead where he pressed his lips against a sweet spot that made Barry moan softly. He ignored what the Vigilante just said and tried to pull down his hood which was a move he instantly regretted when the Vigilante grabbed both Barry's wrists in a steady grip.
"Don't!" The deep dark voice sent a chill down Barry's core. "Not until I know I can trust you." The Vigilante said and pressed his lips almost angrily against Barry's this time.
  The intense kiss took his breath away and he gasped slightly. "Can I trust you?" Barry whispered when their lips had parted.
  "I saved your life didn't I? And we're making out." The Vigilante responded and Barry smiled at him before he cracked into a laugh. "So, then you'll tell me if I save your life?" he asked, but the Vigilante was simply shaking his head, but he was smiling.
  "That depends on how good you are in bed baby..." he whispered very seductively a few inches from Barry's lips. The young CSI felt the air disappear when this very hot and dangerous vigilante called him baby. "Unless you're not ready for that? Then we'll take it slow." The dark low voice added and Barry felt an odd sting of disappointment.
  "No... um... I do want this... I want you." The younger man stuttered through the sentence and the Vigilante's grin became bigger.
  "What do you want me to do?" The Vigilante asked with a wink behind that dark green face paint before he corrected his sweet nickname. "Barry I mean."
  Barry's heart was racing faster than ever. "Just... fuck me." he sighed with a shaky voice that was dripping with want . The Vigilante claimed his mouth again in a hungry kiss and then he pulled Barry off the table and slammed him into the nearest wall.
  Despite the bruises Barry already had, he forgot to care through the intense passionate kisses.
The Vigilante tore Barry's pants and boxers down in one move and caused Barry to gasp out loud.

Barry woke up from his own gasp in his own bed with a strange sensation in his body. He could feel every nerve tingling as if Oliver had just been kissing him for real. He'd never been affected like that or had a hot dream about another guy ever. Not even Oliver before.
  When he realized that the dream had made him hard, he quickly rushed up to take a shower and calm himself down. The worst part was that while he was trying to think of Iris when he rode out his orgasm, his mind went back to Oliver and the hot dream about the Vigilante.
After the shower, he quickly changed and got back into bed. His heart had slowly started to slow down again into regular heartbeats. "What the hell was that?" he whispered to himself.