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 (perv(ish))!eddie munson x hybrid!bunny!reader (part 2)

CW: bunny!reader x eddie munson, slightly pervy eddie (later on), slightly dark eddie, nudity, smut (kind of), reader starts to be in heat, obsessed!reader, mentions of eddie being horny, mentions of erection, fem!reader, afab!reader, reader uses she/her pronouns, groping (HINTS of CNC at first), eddie and reader shower together at first, description of eddie’s penis (kinda LSDKFJDS), blowjob

part 1 here!

note: i hate this. buttt part three is planning to be much better <3

a week went by in mike’s basement as everyone tried to figure out what they were going to do with you.

they knew that they weren’t going to tell anyone about you–they had grown to like you a lot (some more than others *wink wink*), and wouldn’t want to put you in any sort of danger.

you only knew limited amounts of english, but from what they understood, you lived in the woods with your mother who was also a hybrid. mike asked if you came from the Hawkins Lab, but you just shrugged, ears flopping down.

so, because they didn’t want anyone to find out about you, they created a schedule.

you stayed the first week in the wheeler’s basement with eddie sleeping by your side, but they knew that they each had to come up with a new plan.

1) you didn’t want eddie to leave you; like, ever.

2) it would be difficult for you to live happily if you just stayed inside all of the time, so they needed to shift schedules around to make it easier for everyone. 

so, one monday night, the gang got together to plan. 

you sat between eddie’s legs as he sat on the old couch; his ringed hand petting your head and behind your ears as you clung to his pant-leg, sucking on eddie’s other hand’s fingers, sighing happily as the group talked.

“well, what if we keep her in the areas and with the people she’s most comfortable with?” steve suggested, arms crossed, scratching his chin before looking over at you and eddie.

you mewled when you tipped your head back on the couch, looking up at eddie with doe eyes before he cooed, kissing the tip of your nose and smiling softly when you pulled away and got up on his lap, nuzzling your face in his neck as you fiddled with his pick necklace.

throughout the whole week you never left eddie’s side. whenever he wanted to go upstairs to grab food or drinks when mike’s family was out for school or work, you’d always grab onto his hand, waddling behind him as you asked, “where’re we goin?” voice soft and calm as you fidgeted with the metal-head’s rings.

you were extremely clingy.

but, eddie came to love that clinginess..a lot.

you insisted on taking a shower with him because you didn’t want him to leave you.

and, well, that shower turned into something else. 

when eddie stripped from his Hellfire shirt plus the rest of his clothes, your eyes wandered down to his..pubic..area..

you were practically drooling at the sight of his slightly hard cock, the little bit of hair on his lower belly leading to soft curls that you felt lightheaded looking at.

you had never felt this way before.

warm..tingly.

he looked over at you, clearing his throat, pursing his lips slightly and blushing softly.

he walked over to you, his height towering over your frame as you shook, blinking your eyes up at him as he looked straight at the door in front of him, biting his lower lip and pulling the oversized sweater over your head.

your instincts wanted to mark him. taste him. mate with him. but–according to steve (who had a long talk with you two days before)–that’s not really how people do it.

but you couldn’t help it! it was in your instincts..plus, eddie was so kind to you.

he was yours.

and you were his. 

you felt sticky between your thighs, ears perked along with your nipples as the cool air brushed against them..however, you still felt that warmness and buzzing feeling sweeping over your body. 

you knew you were blushing when eddie helped you get into the shower with a, “m’lady,” hand outstretched as you giggled (and he tried really hard to not look at your plump tits). 

everything was going well until you both were about to finish with the shower, eddie’s eyes closed as he ran his tattooed fingers over his face, sighing under the heat of the warm water.

you looked down at his cock then back up at him.

“‘s like carrot,” you spoke and eddie opened his eyes, chewing on his mint gum as he furrowed his brows.

“huh?” 

that was when you reached forward and grabbed his cock in your hand, squeazing it.

he whimpered, eyes shut tightly as he breathed heavily through his nose.

“carrot.” you giggled, bending down to give the tip of it a kiss, his length hardening and twitching.

his right arm made a fist against the tiled wall next to him as he breathed slowly, eyes shut tight as he tried to gather himself.

“jesus–fuck, uhm,” eddie cleared his throat, shivering when your ran your little thumb over the slit of his cock, the tip reddening and starting to prick with little white beads as you gasped, pulling away. 

it was funny, really.

the way your face warmed as it stood up against his lower tummy, his left hand attempting to cover it as best as he could, though it didn’t hide much, most of his length still exposed–however the cold of his rings against his tender skin caused it to twitch a bit more as he groaned softly.

“baby,” he spoke breathlessly. “y-you can’t do that, sweetheart..n-not really looking forward to jacking off in wheeler’s basement shower..”

you tilted your head, confused. “jacking..off?”

eddie nodded quickly, trying to stop the ache from his length but it persisted.

“yeah, jacking off.. y’know? uh, masturbating?”

still, you were confused. you shrugged, rocking back on your feet slightly.

eddie’s eyes softened. his right hand cupped your face, quirking his thumb on your cheek. “fuck, i forgot you’re clueless about this shit..’s fuckin’ adorable…” he laughed through his nose, a smug smirk flashing on his face as he booped your nose then smoothed his pointer and thumb over the tip of your ear, making you giggle as your thighs clenched tightly, your cunt throbbing.

it’s needless to say that when he helped you get out the shower, wrapping a warm towel around your little body, he held onto the shower head as he fucked his cock into his hand, shooting his load down the drain as he cursed your name.

so, eddie was having a good time with you. he liked being with you, but you for the love of god would NOT wear clothes (besides that one sweater that nancy had spent thirty minutes trying to convince you to wear (to which you only wore it for a good day)), only wearing a pair of panties with a hole cut out in the back for your little plush scut to peak through.

not that he was complaining.

it was fun to stay in mike’s basement with you while it lasted, but once everyone figured out a schedule, they knew it’d be much easier.

like steve had proposed, the group kept you for a certain amount of days of the week with the people you felt most comfortable with. 

they decided that you would stay with nancy/mike for one day, steve for two, and eddie for four.

it was hard in the beginning, though.

being without your eddie. 

you had grown extremely attached to him from the two–almost three-weeks you had known him; really from the first time you saw him. 

when you first slept over at the wheeler’s without eddie, you cried and sobbed all night, snuggling up next to eddie’s DIO shirt to try your best to keep calm; it was the only thing anchoring you as you sniffled into your pillow, a deep pout gracing your delicate features as you whined. your ears drooped over your face sadly as you sniffled, whining.

thankfully, mike and nancy’s parents didn’t hear you.

you were better with steve; but whenever he would try to talk to you, you’d always say the same thing: “wan’ eddie!” 

to which he sighed, petting between your ears and giving you a warm bottle of milk and a big carrot to calm you down (an actual one–unfortunately for you, not eddie’s).

but when it came to eddie’s turn and he found you on the carpeted ground of steve’s bedroom floor, nipping at a little stuffie he got you, you quite literally screamed with excitement when you saw him.

eddie’s lips couldn’t help but spread into a smile when you squealed, jumping into his arms and kissing all over his face and neck–the metal head’s skin glowing a light pink as you giggled, gripping his hair and smelling it as your eyes rolled a bit; bouncing slightly in eddie’s hold. his hand sat on your lower back tightening when you nipped at his earlobe. 

your little feet kicked a bit as eddie held you, pawing at him and sighing happily.

“guess she’s happy to see you.” is what steve said, hands on his hips, watching you suck and lick on eddie’s neck, humming.

now, when you both had made it to eddie’s trailer, you explored everything cautiously as he put your nightbag on the ground, taking his leather jacket off.

“uh, d-don’t mind the mess..i got halfway through cleaning then got tired..” he laughed nervously as you picked up his guitar pick, poking your finger at the end of it.

you smiled, satisfied when you saw eddie’s (messy) bed.

you jumped into it, inhaling deeply as you squirmed around on his bed, giggling.

“eddie,” you sighed, tugging your shirt with a small pout as you tried to get comfortable–you weren’t used to clothes! (plus the smell of him made your skin burn–a good burn of course, and the clothing felt unbearable on it..you must be coming close to your heat if you were this insatiable. you were pretty insatiable already, but this was extremely powerful–too powerful.

you bite your bottom lip as eddie watched with wide eyes when you tugged the shirt over your head.

eddie must be ready to mate, he let you enter his territory!!

your nipples are erect and hard as you sit on your haunches, your cunt already tingling with just the thought and smell and feel and..taste of —eddie. 

his mind goes blank before he chokes out a little, “w-whoa there, bunny–” but he doesn’t have time to finish his sentence before you are pulling him by his belt buckle, hugging him close.

god, he can feel your bare tits on his clothed chest.

as much as he’s itching to just fuck your puffy cunt hard, he knows that the others would kill him for it.

so, he resorts to petting your back as you sit up on your knees. he kisses the side of your head as you melt into him.

you pull away from your embrace after a few moments, squealing at the feel and friction of his sheets on your bare skin. 

his bed smells exactly like him–a perfect hotspot for eddie’s scent, and you just wants to curl up and breathe it in forever. but you know what’s even better than eddie’s bed? the man himself.

you sit up, pouting as you tug the hem of his shirt, wanting it off. eddie hesitantly does so, and your mouth waters at the sight of his tattoos that litter his soft skin.

you’re sat on your thighs again, peering up at eddie as you giggle–watching him blush slightly.

god, how is he supposed to control himself around you?

your tail twitches and your ears tingle.

you need more.

you come closer to his body, trying to tug his belt off as you press a few small kisses on his lower tummy.

yeah, you’re gonna fucking kill him.

he takes your hand (feeling tortured and trying to ignore the desire to feel release that creates a tent to form under his jeans), kissing your knuckles.

“you want me to get in bed with you, sweetheart?” he asks softly, your brain feeling fuzzy.

you nod fervently, tugging on his belt and pulling him onto his bed, pushing down on his shoulders so he lays on the pillows as you sit on the tops of his thighs, trying to undo the clasp of his belt.

eddie’s ringed fingers ball up tightly as he fights back the urge to rip off those sweet little panties you have on and pound into your cunt while fisting your tail ‘til you squirt your juices all over his cock.

but you seem so…adamant about it. he tries to protest softly, small, “n-no, baby,”’s falling from his lips, but it’s a complete lie. he says it so softly and unconvincingly as you giggle, and he can feel your cotton panties soaked through.

fuck.

“wan’ cream, please!” you chirp, smiling happily as you tug his pants down, your small hand enveloping his hard cock as the metal head winces, gasping softly.

“f-fuck,” he stutters breathlessly, but he’s not prepared for you to fucking squirm down his body and kitten lick the tip of his weeping cock. “a-Ah!” he moans, unexpectedly.

you giggle and he feels warm–exceptionally warm at the sound. 

you suckle on the tip of it, sighing and drooling and eddie looks at you with wonderment. 

you actually..enjoy this?

you drool and whine and whimper as you take him further in your mouth, your other hand squeezing his balls as they tighten.

“mm, baby, i–” eddie’s voice gets cut off when you lick and drool over his length, and he slowly bucks his hips into your mouth as you gag softly—your hunger for him apparent.

his balls tighten as you suck on them, whimpering and begging for his release so you can have some of his ‘cream’. “mm, y-yeah, bunny. want your spit covering my cock. get it all wet f’me, sweetheart..” he mumbles, exhaling as to try and wane off the feeling of his relief approaching quickly. he can see the way your ears twitch slightly and how your tail quivers as you suck harshly on him running your tongue sloppily around him, absent-mindedly dragging your clothed, swollen folds on his knee, drowning in the taste of eddie, eddie, eddie.

you sit up, body warm and thumb rubbing over the tip of his cock as he whines.

you’re messy: eyes bleeding with tears, hair frizzy in some areas, lips red and wet–covered in eddie’s pre-cum and your spit. you have drool escaping down the corner of your lips as it drips slowly onto your naked thigh, eyes desperate.

“e-eddie,” you cry, sniffling. eddie’s heart softens at the sound of desperation in your voice. you whine, squirming as you sit up on your knees for a moment, huffing at the feeling of the way your panties cup your core. eddie can see the way your slick makes a little string from his pant leg and then disconnecting back to your mound and he audibly moans when you stroke him slowly, tongue poking out and mind dumb. “wan’ cream!” you pout, sitting back down on his knee as you go back to sucking on him.

your frustration for the fact that he hasn’t come yet sends him over the edge.

he fucks up slowly into your mouth, his lips agape as he watches you with a heated gaze.

“y-yeah? you want my cum in that cute, little m-mouth? better drink it all for me, bunny.”

he cums in your mouth, his broken moans and curses fueling your hunger for him as you suck and suck, milking him dry as you drink up his come, humming. the throbbing between your thighs is persistent as you watch the way his cock twitches before he has to manually pull you away from him, stroking your arm as a heavy wave of exhaustion takes over your body. however, you clap excitedly as you giggle, his come dripping from your lips.

the metal head smiles amusedly, trying his best not to look at your tits and get hard again.

you collapse ontop of him, tired and drifting into sleep. to be honest, you hadn’t slept well until you slept with or next to –or at least in the same room as eddie. your sleep schedule had been weird since you had been away from your mate.

eddie kisses the top of your head, stuffing himself back into his pants. “awh, poor thing…” he whispers, wanting to touch that sweet, wet cunt of yours and suck on your puffy clit until you cry, but he sees the way you smile happily, blubbering his name and nuzzling into his body.

“tire’–’m tired..” you sigh, stuffing your head in between the crevice of his neck and wrap your limbs around him.

“m’okay, bunny, you can nap an’ i’ll be right here..” he whispers.

eddie wraps his arms around your body, speaking lowly about how good you are, and how he missed you.

his ringed thumb makes its way into your mouth as you quietly trace the tattoos on his chest, sighing.

and for the first night in a few days, you sleep without crying.

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about time

featuring : iwaizumi hajime

includes : you being oikawa’s sister, brothers best friend trope, a teeny tiny mention of drinking, and you and makki being besties

notes : i legit put iwa and bo in the wheel name spinning thing bcs i was too indecisive to pick and iwa won three in a row….the universe apparently sided with this hunk 2day ! ignore the mistakes if you find any, i’ll fix em laterzzz :)))

being oikawa’s sister had its perks.

you’re instantly popular, you have boys queuing up to get your number, every girl in the school was nice to you ( though they only wanted to get closer to your brother but you didn’t care honestly) so really there wasn’t anything you can complain about.

except that you have the biggest crush on your brother’s best friend.

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Prompt: One-shot where there would be a meta and he would make multiple Barry’s but only one would be the real one and even though Iris would be his girlfriend the one who would figure which one is real would be the reader and Barry would realize that he’s dating the wrong girl

Words: 1.1 k

A/N: I made Iris really bitchy for no reason. No hate to Iris…

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Two more Flashes appear out of thin air as the meta-human runs off. “Uh,” I say “Cisco, we have a problem,”

“What is happening out there?” Iris’s voice comes through the earpiece. Barry’s girlfriend. It’s not that there’s anything wrong with that.  I like Iris and all but, I just don’t think she’s best for him I guess. She led him on for so long, and now she suddenly is so interested in him. “Y/n!”

“Yeah uh, our meta-human multiplied the Flash,” 

“What,”

“Yeah, there’s um three of him,”

She begins to talk again but an overwhelming static drowns her out. “If you don’t find the right Flash in the next hour, all of them will die,” 

A shiver runs down my spine, turning off the comms I face Barry. How can I do this? Do they all have the same memories? Something has to be off. 

“Okay, so hi,” I sigh, “Barry, I don’t know which one you are yet, but we’re going to get through this,” like everything else. I’ve been friends with Barry since forever, or it seems like it. But really it’s been since we’ve been fifteen. I’ve been with him for all of it. For reverse flash, becoming the flash, his father’s death. Compared to that this is nothing right?

I only have an hour. 

“So, can you guys speed over to Star Labs?” I ask, “Or do you not have the-” I’m cut off by a gust of wind, speeding off by one of them and into Star Labs. “You can put me down now,” I comment. 

“Oh right,” 

“Woah,” Iris says, running over from the desk. 

“Yeah, uh” should I tell her? That her boyfriend could be dead in an hour if we don’t figure this out, “I got a message from the meta-human. If we don’t find the real Barry, he’ll die”

“What!” she exclaims, “Why did you tell us this,”

“I just got it, and I,” I sigh, “We shouldn’t argue, just figure out which one is him,”

“You get Cisco and Caitlin. I’ll find out which one is him,”

“Okay,” she can find out which one is him, she knows him better after all. So I walk out of the cortex, to find someone who might be able to help. 

After several calls, I come up dry. I have no idea where either they have found themselves. With only twenty minutes left, I walk back praying that Iris has gotten something.

“Barry I please, just,” Iris says. 

“I guess you haven’t figured it out,” 

“Why don’t you try huh,” she snaps. Ignoring her I walk up to them, their masks are now off. Not that it helps any, they all look the same. 

“Do they all have the same memories?” I ask.

“From what I’ve tried yes,” 

“What about feeling?” I turn back to look at her, “Like they might all know when you first met but what about when you fell in love or connected,”

“I didn’t try that,”

I nod, “Um one of you, come with me, one of you go with Iris” Facing Iris I say, “Try to talk to him separately it might give you something,”  I led him into a separate room. “Okay, so you know when we met,”

“In Miss Quinn’s science class,” he laughs, “We were lab partners, I split a beaker of saltwater all over you,”

I smile softly, “When did you know we were friends, not when we started calling each other friends, or hung out outside of school. But you knew that we were friends.” 

It takes him a minute to reply before he says, “We were working on a project, at your house. We needed to work outside of school to finish it, we kept goofing off in class.” he pauses in remembrance, “And I remember just sitting with you when we were walking. The silence wasn’t awkward, it was peaceful and nice. And I don’t remember getting much work done because I kept thinking that you- you were someone who I wanted in my life forever. How if we didn’t make it through high school it would devastate me,” 

I blink away the tears in my eyes, “I never knew,” 

“When was yours?” he asks. 

“It was the same day, expect later. When we abandoned the work and were walking around the neighborhood. We couldn’t stop laughing about nothing, and couldn’t stop talking. I was weird, cause before my friendships were not at all like that and I realized that this was what friends and it was so natural,” I look up at him, “And that same feeling you had about never wanting to lose that. When I learned that you could die if I didn’t find the right you-I, couldn’t” I sigh, “Talking to you know I know, that same feeling is back. That talking to you is so easy, and I know it’s you, Barry,” in an instant I’m wrapped into his arms. 

After a while he says, “How does he know you choose,” 

Turning back on the comms I say, “I choose,” 

“Oh let’s just hope it’s the right one,” I grab Barry’s hand as we wait for whatever is going to happen to occur.

A scream makes us jump in our spots, running out into the cortex to two piles of dust. “Wait, Barry?” Iris says running into his arms. 

“I found him,” I say, “Um I’m really tired from tonight, I’m gonna go home, I’ll see you guys tomorrow” 

“Bye,” Iris says, before kissing Barry. 

Once again a shiver runs down my spine. 

It takes me a couple of days to get back to Star Labs. And not just because I was behind at work, but it sure was a good excuse to use. My thoughts were never put to rest about Barry. The feeling when we talked earlier, about how we knew we were friends. That feeling came back in waves and now I can’t help but always smile when I think about him. 

But of course, I’m never going to tell him that I have these feelings. Not that these are romantic… right? But he has Iris anyway and he’s happy, isn’t he? He is happy I mean he’s dating his first love, his dream girl. And I’m happy being just his friend, aren’t I?

“Y/n?” Barry’s voice carries from the living room. 

“Barry,” my feet bring me from my bedroom, “Why are you here,”

“I- uh haven’t seen you in a couple of days and I couldn’t wait anymore,”

“Wait for what?” instead of answering the question is lips were on mine. Suddenly all of the thoughts clicked into place. This is what I want. 

When I pull away I ask, “Iris?”

“I realized something when you found out which one was me, I-” he pauses, “I never liked Iris, like I liked you,”

A soft smile grows on my lips, “I’m glad,”

“You are?”

Like he did before my answer comes in the form of a kiss. 

A/n- Sorry this took so long to post. I had this in my drafts for a while. I wrote the first part and then just never finished it. 

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“Hey, that is the lab where my girlfriend works.”  Barry saw the map pop on the screen.  “Well you better hurry up. It’s on fire!” Cisco yells at him. You had the whole building to yourself since you were working late. It was great you could work on your project without being bothered. You were too involved with your work to notice the smell of something burning. By the time you saw the fire, it was too late. There was no way you could get out of there alive.

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Barry Allen A-Z smut game

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A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

After you two have had your fill of sex, Barry will be the first to grab a towel to clean you up. Once that’s done, you both curl up under the sheets and lay there, your head on Barry’s chest, letting the sound of his heart and breathing lull you into a sense of security. If Barry decided to grab a shower after sex, you’re already on the phone to a take-out place because like Barry, you’re starving. Those nights you catch up on movies or tv while chowing down.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Barry loves your ass and your hips. Without fail, Barry will leave hickeys and/ or marks on your hips or ass, proud of what he has left behind. Thankfully for both of you, you can easily hide the evidence under your clothing. 

You love Barry’s arms and his torso. You love how his biceps feel when he holds you tight as he fucks you (or you fuck him). After you guys have gotten cleaned up, Barry will just watch you slowly trace random shapes on his chest or abs before you pass out like a light.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

Barry loves the feeling of you cumming inside him. It makes him feel proud he could bring you over the edge to satisfaction. And depending on the day/week he’s had he wants to keep that feeling. So he may have a plug or two that he uses after a rather stressful week and hot session. D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

When Barry was younger he had heard some other boys at school talking about watching porn and he had no clue what it was. So later he used the only computer in the West house (Joe’s). Barry turned red after a small portion of the first video. He cleared the browsing history so Joe wouldn’t find out. Barry was left feeling something odd and didn’t look it up for a few years. When he began to question his sexuality Barry would watch threesome videos to watch two dudes but have the woman there to make him feel “normal” while watching it.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Barry hasn’t much experience with sex with either gender. So he was more than a little lost but, you didn’t hold it against him. You were still learning to because every relationship is different and you wanted to make sure Barry was as comfortable as possible.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying.)

Barry’s favorite position is probably Missionary, so he can make out with you, leave as many marks as he wants or simply watch the way your face changes as he fucks you. You really like riding him while sitting in a chair or on the couch

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

There’s a nice level of laughing that has happened in the moments leading up to sex. There have been multiple counts of one or both of you getting stuck in the rush to strip and you start laughing your asses off trying to help each other. Not to mention trying to strip Barry of the flash suit (you’ve had to restrain from taking a pair of scissors to it and face the wrath of Cisco). 

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Barry mainly grows hair on his face and almost everywhere except his stomach and chest. He’s contemplated shaving his treasure trail, but you keep talking him out of it unless it gets to be too much. Same goes for his crotch, he tries to keep it somewhat trimmed.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…) 

Barry hadn’t had too many relationships in general. But he hadn’t had much of a problem being intimate and vulnerable with you. The stress of being a hero gets to him and he feels so much comfort in the fact that he can talk to you about it when you guys are coming down from your climax.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Before Barry started dating you, he jacked off pretty frequently, apparently, the speed force also gave him increased libido. He also likes it when you watch.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Being the Flash and a CSI for CCPD is so demanding and stressful. So Barry likes to relinquish control and occasionally get tied up.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

You guys mainly do it around the apartment. But for some reason, Barry really really likes couch sex.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Barry gets turned on by just seeing you work as a fellow CSI or just as a hero. He loves to see your mind work in your head. Brainy is the new sexy.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

Barry doesn’t care for things that put you in danger (ie knifeplay.) he wants to keep you safe.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Barry is usually on the receiving end and loves every second of it. It helps that you are pretty willing to blow your boyfriend at almost any given moment. Barry offers to blow you from time to time. The first time Barry blew you he pleasantly surprised you with his skills.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Sex with Barry, despite his hero name, is slow and sensual and makes you feel like you’re on top of the world. He takes his time to romance you and to tease you as he builds you up to your climax as well as his own.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Barry and you are both up for like a handjob or bj at a moments notice.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Barry isn’t much one for risk in terms of full-on sex. The most risk you’ve taken as of late was an attempt at sex in his lab (he got too nervous so you blew him from under his desk). In terms of general experimenting, just the usual switching positions when you do it in various spots in the apartment.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Barry can go so many rounds that you are the one to tap out first. He tends to last a long while.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

While Barry is essentially a human vibrator. You went ahead and bought a few vibrators. One so you didn’t develop a reliance on Barry and two, so he could have the chance to try them out too. Through the use of those toys and others, Barry found that he really likes vibrating plugs.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Barry knows you love his muscles so he will walk around your apartment either in clothing that fits him in all the right ways or in underwear or straight up naked. When you guys are at STAR Labs and Barry finishes a few (hundred) laps around the track, he takes his time toweling off and stretching his arms above his head lifting his shirt just above his hips.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Barry in terms of volume is loud, but he often tries not to be. Typically he either kisses you or covers his mouth. When he does make noises they’re low and guttural, it’s music to your ears.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

When you first started dating, you had invited The West family over for dinner in an attempt to earn their blessing. So naturally, you chose to make dinner. Needless to say, you may have almost ruined when Barry stopped by with some extra supplies you needed. He was a little sweaty and you two started to make out on your couch, until the timer on your oven was ringing loudly, causing you to send Barry tumbling off the couch as you frantically ran to save the dessert you had prepped for later tonight.

“Ow! Y/N! A pie? you stopped making out and shoved me off the sofa for a pie?!”

“Tonight is important and I’m not screwing up anything!”

“Speaking of screwing…”

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Barry is a long person in every sense of the word. He also is balanced in girth as well. The first time that you two had sex you could feel him deep inside you. Barry was self-conscious at first but through your reassurances, he was able to get past it.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Barry had a high sex drive ever since the particle accelerator incident and is glad that you can’t see much when he wears the suit, cause it tends to give him a boner a lot.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

Being completely honest, you’re most likely to fall asleep first. At the very least, your eyes will struggle hard to stay open while Barry goes to get everything cleaned up.

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Yo yo can we get a lil summary for the new imagine?

Summary: While Barry Allen never ceases to get under your skin, The Flash seems to have a soft spot for you and visits you every night. But if you knew his real identity would that change things?

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CAN WE GET A HINT

ENEMIES TO LOVERS

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GUESS WHOS WRITING

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barry + being cute in season 5 –requested by @dr-sexy

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Okay okay. Real talk.

Do people actually like Iris and west-allen because, unpopular opinion, i find her so annoying guys. I can’t be the only one plz

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Honeymoon

Summary: A snippet of your honeymoon with Barry

Warning: SMUT!

"C'mon Bare," You groaned as you watched him continue with his phone. "This is our honeymoon and you're not even paying any attention to me!" You whined, hoping to persuade Barry into giving you what you want.

Barry quickly finished his message, telling Joe that he'd be sure to call every day, before he turned to face you. "I was only trying to tell our families that we got to our private beach house in Hawaii safely." He pouted, knowing that since he had managed to set up this entire honeymoon, he'd definitely be deserving of a reward.

You huffed, while you worked on unpacking a bit, Barry had decided to sit and watch you dash around the room. His excuse was that he was "enjoying the view", and you were well aware of the fact that instead of enjoying the actual view from the beach house, instead he was watching you walk around in one of his white, lightweight t-shirts and a pair of shorts. (The only thing that made you not complain was the fact that he was lounging around shirtless so at least he was giving you something to look at.)

"Okay," He spoke up, finally noticing how exasperated you were. "You want my attention, yeah?"

You nodded, hopping on the canopy bed beside him, causing him to wrap his arm around your waist and pull you closer to him. 

He hadn't stopped smiling since you two got on the plane. Hell, it felt like he hadn't stopped smiling since the wedding even. Barry was a hopeless romantic and while he allowed you to have your dream wedding, he took it among himself to plan the honeymoon and, in his opinion, he did a damn good job.  (He even thought ahead and brought a few vanilla scented candles to fill the house and "set the mood" as he called it.)

"Then that's what you'll get." With that, Barry flipped positions so that he had the dominant position over you. Starting at your ear, his lips made their way down to the corner of your mouth, where he lingered just a bit too long, forcing you to take initiative and connect your lips. 

"You're so greedy." He muttered against your lips, finally pulling away from the kiss only to see your lips bright red which caused him to smile at his handiwork. "Was trying to take things slow and be romantic, you know? You want me all to yourself, huh?" Ironic really, the fastest man alive wanted to take things slow when all you wanted was the exact opposite.

"Well, yeah," Your words were slightly mumbled against his lips but that wouldn't stop you from getting your point across. "That's what these rings signify don't they?" You wiggled your ring finger against his to prove your point.

Yet, he continued to want to take things infuriatingly slow. And while many people dream of the sensual and loving honeymoon sex, you were craving the opposite. Screw taking things slow, you'd have an entire week for that, right now you were going to have to take control if you wanted things to progress. And, why not have a little fun teasing if that's the case? He made you wait all day so why not give him a taste of his own medicine for a little bit.

The kiss began heating up and you knew that was your chance while he was too absorbed with his actions, you pressed your palms against his shoulders and flipped him onto the empty spot beside you.

Before he had time to realize the shift in control, you crawled on top of him, fiddling with the zipper on his jeans.

Eyes wide from the sudden change, Barry took a moment to catch his bearings. Debating whether or not he should take control back for a moment, he ended up surrendering and relinquishing control. This should be interesting.

Still fully dressed, you placed your hands flat on his chest while you straddled him, clad only in his boxers now.

"It's not fair that you have on more clothes than I do." He whined, reaching forward to pop the button of your shorts off. He struggled to push them down your legs, forcing you to stand up and shimmy them down your legs before you climbed back onto his lap once again, re-claiming your spot on his lap.

"Better?" You questioned, nipping at his collarbone.

He nodded quickly, causing some of his hair to flop down in front of his face only to be pushed back once again. "Much better." His wandering hands traced down your sides before they reached their destination, groping and kneading your ass as he pleased.

"So pretty," He muttered to himself, smirking as your rolled your hips against his. He let out an involuntary groan. "And all fucking mine."

When you finally had enough teasing, you shooed his hand away from you, giving him a stern look that said don't  touch me until I say so and you knew that he wouldn't try to touch you again. You began rolling your hips against his, feeling him harden through his boxers which only caused you to press down harder, lips still marking him as you pleased.

Barry shamelessly released a loud groan and he had to refrain himself from reaching out to grip onto your hips and control your movements, knowing that, if he did, there was a chance that you'd end all of his fun and he refused to take that chance.

"Baby," Barry muttered pitifully, trying to make you feel sympathetic and give into his needs. "Please. We're both wearing too much clothing and I really want you. I can't wait any longer."

You rested your hands flat on his chest, leaning down so that you could whisper in his ear. "Bare, I've been waiting for you all day because you've been too busy to tend to your wife's needs. I think you deserve a little bit of teasing, don't you think?" You didn't wait for him to reply as you, once again, moved to stand in front of him, reaching for the hem of your shirt as you tugged it over your head, giving him a bit of a show. Barry's eyes widened when he noticed that you weren't wearing a bra. Despite the fact that Barry had already seen your breasts hundreds of times, he was always in awe when he saw you exposed to him. "Strip, Barry. C'mon, I thought you didn't want to wait any longer?"

Barry quickly complied and tugged off the only remaining piece of clothing he was wearing and when he had looked up once again, he was pleased to see the you were standing before him, now just as bare as him. Before he could comprehend his actions, he reached out, his hands clutching tightly onto your hips as he dragged you back to his lap.

"Barry," You growled, trying to maintain your dominant persona because you didn't want to surrender to him as soon as he touched you, like you normally did. Barry seemed to understand your tone and instantly took his hands off your hips, placing them near his sides. "I'm in charge for tonight. That means that you do what I say. Got it?"

He nodded.

You lifted your hips and Barry let out a sigh of relief, completely expecting you to sink down on his cock and give him some relief but he groaned, either out of frustration or pleasure, as you instead simply rubbed your slick pussy against his neglected cock.

"Fuck, y/n." His voice was lower than normal as he watched you, inhaling deeply to control himself. "T-This isn't fair. I k-know that I made you wait but I need you and I can't wait anymore. Please, sweetie?"

"Oh yeah," You smirked, rolling your hips over and over again. "You thought it was completely fair that you made me wait all day but, now that I'm teasing you, you suddenly can't take it.  Quite the hypocrite, you are." 

"I'm sorry!" His voice cracked a bit, eyes tightly shut as he tightly gripped the bed sheets. "I'm really sorry, y/n. Just, please, I'm so fucking close. Please don't let me come like this. I want—I need to be inside you." He had prayed that him begging you would make you give into him but he soon realized that he was holding onto a false hope as you moved your hips forward, focusing on grinding on his sensitive tip to bring him closer to the edge. 

You weren't completely heartless as you felt him twitch against your clit. Grabbing his hands, you place his palms on your tits, allowing him to grab and grope as he pleased. 

"Come on, Bare." You urged, continuing to move against his dick as he came, painting his stomach in white. He groaned, pulling your head down to his to connect your lips. He needed to feel you much more that he was. Despite the release, he still wasn't satisfied with the means to which he achieved it.

He'd thought about fucking your pussy all day, playing with you while the sun set and the entire house smelling like vanilla, forcing multiple orgasms out of you before he even considered about taking care of himself. But it seemed that you had the opposite idea and ruined those plans of his. 

His head tilted back, releasing a loud, tired groan as you continued to move against him, finishing him off before coming to a halt.

"Fuck," He said when he had finally caught his breath and your hands pulled at his, moving them to wrap around your waist as you leaned to lay against his sweaty chest. "You're so cruel sometimes, y/n." He joked but was cut off with a heavy yawn. "Know that's not how this was supposed to go, was supposed to spoil you all night." His eyes fluttered closed.

"Nuh, uh, Barry Allen. We're not anywhere near done yet. You've still go to make me cum, babe. It's the least you can do really..."

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I was going to bed. Was

Listen. I hope it’s worth it lmao. Its about to go up so let me know what you think 

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I TURNED UR NOTIFS ON FOR THIS IM SO READY KSJDJDNDND

I HOPE I DONT GET YOUR HOPES UP BUT ITLL BE UP IN JUST A FEW MINUTES

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OKAY ARE YOU READY

BARRY SMUT??? YES PLS

okay okay!! im editing it now but dont judge me if its terrible lmao

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BARRY SMUT??? YES PLS

okay okay!! im editing it now but dont judge me if its terrible lmao

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