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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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.

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roguelightning

Cisco shakes his head. "Like a normie like you would ever get it." Like anyone who wasn't changed would ever understand.

"He got your sister moved. She'll be taken care of. But talk about what happened and I swear by everything holy I will end you," Ramon growls before he turns back to the bedroom to try and find Barry, where he might have fled.

"Just go. Leave us alone."

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cold_n_calculating

As if he would ever tell anyone what happened. He wants to forget it as much as he's sure Barry does. It's the younger mans fault anyway. He was the one who asked for it than freaked out about it.

Either way, Len is just glad Lisa will be taken care of and as he's sitting on his bed fresh out of the shower and drinking whiskey straight for the bottle all he can think about is Barry's face as they fucked. The bliss....the desire...

No.

He took another deep drink and swore he'd forget about all of it.

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roguelightning

Barry wishes it was easier to forget Leonard. It was his own fault for caring, for getting involved. He should have cut his losses before allowing Snart to see how lonely he was.

So a couple of days later he's at the same bar with a bottle at his elbow, downing shot after shot it's just a coincidence.
Right?
Right.

He's a monster.
It would probably just be easier if he could accept it.

Edited Date: 2018-12-06 02:50 am (UTC)

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cold_n_calculating

It's been almost three days and Leonard is now DREAMING of Barry Allen when he sleeps. Good dreams too. Sexy ones that leave him hard and aching in the morning or waking up to a sticky mess he has to clean up

Suffice it to say he's very surprised when he walks into the bar and there's Barry Allen nursing a bottle of booze. Part of him wants to just turn around and leave but a bigger part just wants to get drunk. So he walks over to the bar.

The only open stool is next to Barry so he takes it and orders a whiskey neat and a beer as he sits down.

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roguelightning

Barry pours himself another drink.
He barely glances at the movement bedside him but the voice absolutely has his attention.
Leonard.

He doesn't offer to pay for his drink or even get the bartender to pull one of the better bottles for him.
Fuck you Barry Allen.

He'd killed people for less.
Cisco certainly had.
So why did Leonard leave him so twisted up inside?

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cold_n_calculating

The beat up old jukebox is playing some kind of country song and as he sips his whiskey Leonard can't help but hear the lyrics and think about how ironic they are.

--Ain't working like it should
But I damn sure wish it would

Whiskey's supposed to drown the memory
I've gone from one to one too many
And the thing that really gets me
Is how your memory drowns the whiskey--

Ain't that the fucking God's honest truth.

He listens to the song for a moment longer and when it hits the chorus once more he motions the bartender and asks for a better bottle of booze than what Barry is drinking and when it's placed in front of him Len pours himself a drink and then refill's Barry's glass. Then he raises his glass in a toast.

"Here's to memories that drown out the whiskey." And then he takes the shot with a mild wince and pours himself another.

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roguelightning

He's barely paying attention to the music, drowning in his own memories. There's a flicker of movement and fresh whiskey in his glass and he tips his head at Leonard.

He wishes it could have been different.
The toast is met with a smile bordering on mournful. Still, he isn't rude and he taps their glasses together.

"I'll drink to that."

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cold_n_calculating

Len keeps drinking and they quietly get through half the bottle before he stands up and tosses enough money on the table to hopefully cover both himself and Barry. Of course the money was from Barry in the first place...whatever he's not going to think about that.

"Come on kid, I need a burger and this place wont cut it."

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roguelightning

A snort. "I'm twenty six you know. Not a kid." He won't push Leonard's money back at him, but he will stand up and follow him outside.

"Why?" He asks quietly, once they're alone, half hidden in the dark. Why would he possibly want to spend time with the man who demanded his body?

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cold_n_calculating

Len doesn't comment on his age and doesn't say anything until they're a couple blocks away from the bar. His hands are buried in his pockets to fend off the chill but he's relaxed. Or appears relaxed.

"Because, as much as it was bad it was still the best sex I've ever had. And...if your willing, I'd like to do it again." He stops suddenly and faces Barry.

"Not like before. Not cold. If we do it again it's because we both want it. Not because you're using me to assuage whatever it is that's eating you up inside."

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roguelightning

Barry walks with him because he really doesn't know what else to do tonight. The statement brings him up short and he stares at Leonard. He'd like to do it again?

A sound that's both bitter and pained as he shakes his head. "You have no idea what kind of baggage that comes with a monster like me."

"You're a good man. You deserve better."

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cold_n_calculating

“I’m not a good man. I have done plenty of bad things too. And lots of people deserve better. You deserve better than you got. I ain’t asking you to marry me or hell even to date me. I’m offering great sex and a friendly face.”

Edited Date: 2018-12-08 01:58 am (UTC)

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roguelightning

Barry pauses, dragging his hands across his face because how could Len say that he deserves better? A ragged sigh. "So you're offering sex? Something without strings or obligation?"