cold_n_calculating | PSL locked with Roguelightning

Leonard Snart isn't your average 33 year old man. For one he's been on his own for most of his life. His mother died when he was a baby, he doesn't even really remember her. His step mother loved him but wasn't able to help him when he needed it the most. His father was a piece of shit who did everything he could to try and ruin Leonard's life from the beginning. Some might think that's a little melodramatic, but Len's father was a crook plain and simple. And a mean one at that. He was a dirty cop who lied, stole, and beat his son when he didn't behave exactly how Lewis wanted him too. Tired of all of it Len took a chance and went to the police when he was 14 years old. His father was planning to make a huge heist and he was forcing Len to go along with it. The teen knew it would fail...and knew he would more than likely be blamed for it all so he tried. He confessed, he told the police everything and thankfully the officer who interviewed him believed him. His father was arrested and sentenced to life in prison without parole.

At first Len was afraid he'd wind up in the system but Lisa's mom stepped forward and agreed to be his guardian until he was of age. That meant he got to see Lisa grow up..it meant he got to finish high school and go to trade school. He stayed with them even after he graduated to help out because Lisa's mom couldn't do everything and work 3 jobs. Things were hard but they were good for several years. When Len was 24 and Lisa was 16, almost 17 her mother fell ill and subsequently passed away. Len applied for and was granted custody of her and they stayed in that little apartment because it was really all they could afford. Lisa's mom had enough set aside to bury her essentially and not much else. That helped at least...they didn't have to worry about a roof or food. Len's security repair and installation job was enough to pay the bills and do a little but of fun things. So it was just the two of them and the next seven years were good. Lisa went to college on an athletic scholarship. She was bound for the Olympics when she got injured and was forced to retire early. She didn't mind though, she started teaching at the ice rink and she had people flocking to be trained by an olympic hopeful and someone who was genuinely a nice person...if a bit flirty.

At 25 Lisa was sharp as a tack and gorgeous and wonderful. She did what she could to help with the bills and she always made sure Len took care of himself too. Yeah...things seemed on the uptick...then the bubble burst again. One the way home from the ice rink one evening Lisa was mugged and beaten to within an inch of her life. Her leg broken in three places, broken wrist, three broken ribs, several broken fingers, black eye, internal bruising....she spent almost three weeks in the hospital and required several surgeries and followups to make sure everything healed right. She hadn't even started therapy yet and already they were drowning in medical bills.

Len hid them from her..even with his meager insurance policy there just wasn't enough to cover it all and they certainly didn't have enough coming in to cover it. Len spent several days begging every bank in the city for a loan only to be told no over and over. With Lisa back in the hospital for hopefully the last surgery Len did what he swore he would never do again. He did what he thought was the only thing he could do to make sure Lisa had what she needed. He looked up one of his fathers old partners and arranged a meeting. He didn't want to be a criminal...but Lisa needed him and for her he would do absolutely anything.

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It’s not that Len wants to be cold it’s that to him this is a business arrangement. He’s not supposed to be attached. He is out of his element he doesn’t know what Barry wants. He doesn’t know what he did to turn him so cold.

He moves to his bag and gets a condom putting it on quickly before living himself and Barry up with more. “Um...Face to face or hands and knees?”

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roguelightning

He was stupid for thinking this could be different. Barry shifts easily onto his knees, turning his back to Len because he doesn't need him seeing the flash of loneliness.
He's so very tired of being alone.

Barry rises up on his knees. "hurry up." Tired. Lonely.
But he needs this.

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It's so weird. Cold. Clinical even as Len steps up to the edge of the bed and rests a hand on Barry's shoulder. There's a criss-cross of scars all over Barry;s back some covered by tattoos and others on display. Len finds himself tracing one mangled line of flesh before he reaches down and slowly eases himself inside. Its tight, hot, and he can't hold in the groan of pleasure that it causes. His toes curl on the floor and he has to close his eyes and take a moment before he can start moving or else it will be over to quickly. He suddenly very glad he demanded a condom for an entirely different reason.

As the pace increases Len's body leans forward and he wraps his arms around Barry pressing chest to the others back. If he has to do this then he's going to do it well...he's going to earn what he needs for Lisa. And oddly enough now that they are fucking it's not so difficult. He knows how to do this, it may have been a while but he knows how to please a lover. He just hopes it's good enough to earn him the money he needs.

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roguelightning

A ragged sound tears free as he lines himself up and presses in. Barry had been deliberately quick with the prep, allowing the press and burn to slowly turn into something closer to pleasure. Fingers trail along the scars across his back but he doesn't say anything about them. Good.

Then he's moving over him, inside of him and it's so good. So good. Warm and what he needs. As Len folds himself over, pressing against his back Barry reaches down to take himself in hand. Every thrust punches a groan out of him, finally hitting that just right spot.

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cold_n_calculating

Len isn't overly quiet either as they move together. He finds himself biting Barry's left shoulder when the other man clenches around him almost pulling him over the edge. He's not sure he's gonna last much longer so he slides his hand down Barry's abdomen to knock his hand out of the way and take over stroking him in an effort to help him over the edge first.

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roguelightning

The graze of teeth nearly sends him over and Barry's hand falls back to the bed, fingers clenching in the sheet as Snart finally picks up his rhythm. Rightthererighthere..

A full body vibration takes him as he comes, spilling across his hand.

"Jesus.." a ragged pant as he tips his forehead to the bed, still arching up to match any lingering thrusts.

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cold_n_calculating

The vibration takes him by surprise and he lets out a small scream as his orgasm rushes through him filling the condom and leaving him trembling slightly against Barry for a moment before he could pull out. He eased Barry down onto the bed before cleaning himself up quickly in the bathroom and bringing a warm wash cloth out to wipe Barry off if he lets him.

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roguelightning

Barry is already hard by the time he gets back, skin flushed as he tugs him back towards the bed. That wasn't bad at all for round one.

"I'd rather prep you," he says after a moment, "but you can do it yourself if you'd rather."

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Leonard tenses slightly when Barry drags him back into the bed beside him. His own shaft is soft now and he's not really sure he can get hard again.

He also can tell that Barry really wants to prep him...and he IS here for Barry's enjoyment so he nods. "Just...I don't..." Leonard closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. "Go slow. Please."

Bottoming had never been a pleasant experience for him but he hopes this instance won't be the same. He knows that it can feel amazing but so far all of his partners hadn't really cared about his pleasure.

"I'm also not confident I can get hard again...."

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roguelightning

The sudden tension only serves to remind Barry that this is only business. If it wasn't he would have run already. His scars, the negligible refractory period, it kept most people away.

"It's fine," he answers. "And I will. Lay back and breathe."

And Barry does go slowly. Using plenty of lube to slick up a finger and just tease around his entrance. A faint vibration. Slow and easy before he slides it in, one hand braced on his hip, thumb moving along the curve of bone.

He's always liked this part best, taking his time until his partner in bed was begging for more.
He doesn't expect that from Len.
But he'd at least like him to enjoy it a little.

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cold_n_calculating

Under different circumstances Barry would have been someone Len considered a possible lover. Right now though he's doing all he can to keep himself calm and not panic over the thought of whoring himself out even for his sister's well being.

He breathes deeply and closes his eyes trying to think about something other than what was going on. A date..yes they were on a date trying something different...it's not clinical, it's not wrong...

When Barry slips a finger inside of him he tenses again and fights the urge to flinch away and demand the other man stop. Instead he takes a deep breath and powers through it and eventually his persistence allows Barry to find his prostate. The faint vibration is enough to get a twitch of interest from his cock and a gasp of pleasure from Leonard, but for the moment his shaft remains stubbornly flaccid even though, for the moment at least, it feels good.

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roguelightning

Normally Barry Allen is not a patient man. His speed makes him a demanding boss, but he takes care of his own. They're all the family he's got left in the world.

But when it comes to prep like this he likes taking his time, no matter how achingly hard he might be. He teases. Vibrates his fingers. Searches for his prostate. Waits for every reaction to tell him what's working and what isn't.

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cold_n_calculating

Barry works up to three fingers and still Leonard remains mostly soft. He's vocal with the moans and gasps, not because he wants to be necessarily but because Barry's actions demand some sort of vocalization. He's practically playing a symphony on Len's prostate and it's all he can do to not beg and plead for him to either give him more or to stop. He settles for rocking against his hand trying to get him to move on already.

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roguelightning

Even his patience is finite and soon Barry is rising up. In an odd show of deference, he pulls a fresh condom, rolling it on and doing his best not to make a face at the clammy and cold feeling of it. He slicks himself up quickly and lines himself up.

The push inside is slow and careful. Snart may not like it, but he's not a total bastard, he's not looking to deliberately hurt him.
.. he's not like Thawne. Swore to himself he never would be.

A choked curse as his forehead falls to Len's shoulder once he's fully seated. He's warm and tight and perfect. It's all a lie, but Barry can lie to himself for a little while longer as he closes his eyes and starts to move.

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cold_n_calculating

Leonard is very glad Barry is wearing a rubber. He honestly doesn't enjoy cleaning himself out after this. He groans when he starts to slide inside and fights with his instincts to clench up and flinch away. Thankfully Barry is slow and careful, it is very much appreciated because he knows it could have gone very differently.

When Barry bottoms out Len is left gasping at the perfect, full sensation. Even with him lying still against him it's never felt as good as it does now. It's almost like Barry is perfectly shaped for him. Another time, another place and it would be perfect.

When Barry lets his forehead fall against his shoulder Len instinctively reaches up and holds onto him and when he starts moving his blunt finger nails dig into Barry's back because the pleasure is like electricity racing up his spine. He groans, head falling back and his cock gives a mighty twitch and starts to stiffen up slowly. If Barry takes his time he just might be able to get him off again.

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roguelightning

Good. It's so so very good and for a moment Barry can only wish that the moment was genuine. Real. Because he feels so perfect beneath him.

He shoves those thoughts away, even with the curl of fingers around the back of his neck, holding on as he begins to move.

Barry allows himself to pretend. At least a little longer.

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cold_n_calculating

It's too much and not enough at the same time. The angle nails his prostate with every thrust and even though it's enough to make sparkles dance behind his eyelids Len's body doesn't get more than half hard. He whimpers and whines as Barry rocks into him desperate for it to both stop and never end.

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roguelightning

Even Barry can't miss the fact that Len is less than thrilled with the idea of being fucked and after a few more thrusts he rolls away, tearing at the condom. He hates the damn things.

"Go," he grates out.
This was a mistake.

"Just go. Cisco will make sure you're paid."

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cold_n_calculating

Leonard is extremely surprised when Barry stop suddenly and rolls away. He lays there panting and sore for a long moment before turning his head to look at Barry confusion written all over his face.

“Uh...what?”

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roguelightning

"I said go. Clean up and collect your money from Cisco." It takes absolutely everything he has to keep his voice from wavering.

He's not like Thawne.
He won't be.

The condom is thrown away as he heads to the bathroom, hoping he can get there before he breaks utterly.

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cold_n_calculating

“But you said...what about the rest of the money? What about my sister?” Leonard demands as he sits up wincing slightly as his body protests the quick movement. He’s confused. What the hell is going on? Was Barry disgusted because he couldn’t get hard again? Was he a bad lay? He’d seemed okay having Len fuck him. Leonard felt a little undesirable now even though he knows he should be glad it’s over.

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roguelightning

Barry pulls away from him.
He's a monster, but he'll never be like Thawne. As much as he wishes it wouldn't his voice cracks when he answers. "she'll be taken care of."

"I'm letting you go. I'm no rapist."

"Just go "

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cold_n_calculating

"Then why the hell did you demand this from me?! I offered to steal, break into, disable any security system for you but instead you demanded my body. I gave it to you! I'm sorry that I'm so worthless that you won't even accept that now." Len ignores the pain in his heart and his body as he pulls on his clothes and grabs his bag making sure not to touch Barry.

"Screw you Barry Allen." He says in anger as he heads towards the door. He's mad that Barry made him do this, got halfway through and then dismissed him like he was trash. He's mad he's upset about it at all. He's worried about Lisa. He's worried about retaliation if Barry just gives him the money with no equal trade. He's angry because in spite of his morality issues about it, the actual sex was amazing.

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roguelightning

Every word is like a nail in his chest and Barry withdraws, vanishing in a blur of lightning and wind.

It's Cisco that shows up to pay him, his expression tight and angry.

"You don't talk to him like that. You don't treat him like trash when he's giving you an out you prick." The money is shoved at him as he pushes his way into the bedroom, voice thick with concern. "Barry?"

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cold_n_calculating

Leonard glares at Cisco as if he has any right to talk to him like that either. "Considering that man demanded my body in trade for help for my sister it gives me every right to talk to him like that."

God meta humans always thought they were better than everyone else. Fuck em. Fuck em all.

He limps slowly out to the elevator and down to his car. It's too late to go see Lisa but maybe he can get home and shower and have a drink...or 12.