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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roguelightning

"Let's call tonight a trial run. Fifteen thousand, no questions asked. Cisco can wait outside if you'd rather." A glance towards his best friend. He really wants to take this one to bed, test him out. See if he's going to be any damn good in bed.

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cold_n_calculating

Leonard can't hide the startled look on his face when Barry says that tonight can be a trial run...and his friend will wait outside?!

"You mean, here?! You want to do this here? Now?" Deep breathes, don't panic.

From:

roguelightning

"You have other plans?" Barry pushes himself up from where he's been sitting. "Look, this is the offer. Take it or leave it. Warming my bed is both safer and more profitable for you but I don't take anyone unwilling. I'm no rapist."

He tugs his suit straight.

"Change your mind, you know how to reach us. The offer expires within 48 hours."

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cold_n_calculating

"No, instead you just offer me the option of warming your bed or spending two plus years in jail when you know damn well I can't take care of my sister from there." Leonard bites off. Barry is just as tall as him but not as wide. But he knows the kid has superpowers even if he's not sure what they are just yet.

Len didn't want to steal but he'd rather be a thief than a whore. "And somehow I doubt being in your bed is as safe as you make it appear." He knows he doesn't have a choice and he also knows that mouthing off to someone like Barry is not wise but it's hard to contain his anger entirely at the situation. Barry is blackmailing him and he hates how powerless it makes him feel. Warm his bed or prison, no option to just walk away.

Part of him wonders why that's not an option.

"I will warm your bed because you leave me little choice otherwise, but not here."

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roguelightning

Barry smirks.
He sets down a card on the counter. "Tonight. Seven thirty. Don't be late."

A faint nod at Cisco who opens a breach in the middle of the room, allowing both men to step through it in a decided show of power.

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cold_n_calculating

Well that’s not terrifying at all. Nope. Just ignore the way he stares at the empty space for a moment while his mind runs through all the ways that power could lead to his death. Eventually he shakes his head to clear it and gets to work. He has things to do before he leaves.

Laundry.

Grocery shopping.

Another phone call to Lisa to check on her. A shower.

A bag packed with spare clothes. Lube. Pain meds. Condoms. And st the last minute his toothbrush.

He tries to eat but his frustration at the situation and his worry for Lisa has him biting back nerves. He was never a good eater to begin with so any form of anxiety just made it so he didn’t eat at all.

Len puts on clean jeans and a nice casual button down. He’s not fancy but he’s clean. Tidy. And he’s on time. He’s knocking on the door of the given address at exactly seven thirty.

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roguelightning

Back at the penthouse, Cisco teases his friend a bit for his new fascination with the pretty safe cracker. But there's still business to be attended to, books to be watched and Barry finds himself busy as Cisco and Caitlin bring him enough food to keep his energy up.

He wants Snart to show up, but he pulls his focus back to work.

It's only when Cisco knocks at the office door that he looks up as Leonard is ushered in. Barry's smile is predatory. "There's a bathroom off to the left. Take a shower."

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cold_n_calculating

Leonard memorizes the way inside, the part to the doorway he is lead too. Inside of the office he finds himself looking at Barry and isn’t surprised when he’s given instructions. He had a feeling something like this might happen.

He nods and heads to the bathroom his bag on his shoulder. Cisco has already searched it when he’d arrived. Leonard was not stupid enough to bring a weapon here.

He showers methodically and quickly. Spotless clean. He dries off. Brushes his teeth to make sure his breath isn’t offensive and hesitated a moment with the lube. Should he prepare himself just in case. He’s not sure if Barry means to fuck him or have him fuck him. Either way he knows Barry is in charge.

It’s for Lisa he reminds himself. He can do this for her. There are no robes so he folds his clothes and places them in his bag. He wasn’t told how to exit so he simply wraps the towel around his waist and heads out of the bathroom setting hainbag bedside the bathroom door out of sight and out of the way.

Edited Date: 2018-12-02 02:18 am (UTC)

From:

roguelightning

Barry is waiting, perched on the edge of the bed as Leonard lets himself out of the bathroom. Oh. He's just as pretty without his clothes on, all long and lean lines.

A rush of wind and lightning and he's stripped down to his shorts. Tattoos wind up both arms, some scattered across his collarbone. A single mark on his neck. Scars are just as scattered, evidence of a life hard-lived before the explosion changed him.

"Damn," he breathes. "So pretty. Come here."

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cold_n_calculating

Len is not ashamed of his body. He's softer around the middle than he used to be but there's still definition, his body has scars over it from the 'lessons' Lewis taught him before he went to prison. He's not what he would call pretty himself...Barry on the other hand.

Abs, lean runners build, strong. His tattoos and scars winding together in a patchwork display of life..hard life and survival. Had circumstances been different and he'd met Barry elsewhere he's certain he would have at least flirted with him. Like this though..he's so far out of his element that when Barry speaks it takes a moment for his brain to catch up.

He strides towards Barry stopping within arms reach of him.

From:

roguelightning

Barry reaches out, long fingers settling at his hips, just above the towel. He draws him in closer, lips ghosting along freshly scrubbed skin. "I'm no rapist," he murmurs against his skin. "Tell me you want to go and you can go."

"But if you stay, you'll fuck me and then I'll fuck you. Maybe again." His damned libido is ramped up just like everything else since his speed and maybe he hopes that Leonard can keep up, that he won't be frightened away like the others.

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cold_n_calculating

There is a sparse speckling of silver tinted hair on Lens chest moving down his abs towards his groin. His body flinches slightly when Barry grips his hips and against his base desire Len’s nipples tighten at the teasing touch. It’s clear his body is interested in what Barry says.

“You didn’t exactly give me a plausible alternative to this. It was still a choice.” Len says because it’s true. “I am here aren’t I?”

It’s just sex. It’s just sex. It’s just sex. No emotions need be involved.

He’s no slouch in the stamina department but he’s not sure he can keep up with Barry’s plan. He’s usually a one and done kind of guy.

“If I ask you to stop will you?”

From:

roguelightning

He's a monster. A freak since the explosion and he knows it. Both hates and loves what his speed gives him. His thumbs move in small circles along his hips.

"Give me a safe word, I hear that and it all stops, no questions asked," he offers quietly.

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cold_n_calculating

Leonard is not of the persuasion that metas are not for eaks. He thinks some of them are probably very nice. Unfortunately he’s in the company of one who abuses his powers but would he do the same if he had them too?

“Spark.” Leonard says after a moment.

From:

roguelightning

A soft laugh is pressed into his skin as lips ghost along his skin. "Spark it is. You say that and we're done."

A tattooed hand slips along the front of his towel, palming his length.

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cold_n_calculating

Leonard is soft when Barry starts ghosting his mouth over his skin but when his hand slips along his cock over the towel his body reacts and his shaft jumps and begins to stiffen.

Leonard knows Barry wants Len to fuck him first but he isn’t sure what he’s allowed to do. “Do you want me to prep you?”

From:

roguelightning

A wicked smile along his skin as Barry looks up his body at him. "That all depends if you want to." Fingers vibrate against his skin, a swift buzz. "I can do it faster myself but I won't say no to a more hands on approach."

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cold_n_calculating

The vibration is complete unexpected and Len jumps slightly. The sensation makes him rock hard though and he realizes he is renting the towel.

“I’m of the persuasion that this is not about what I want.”

From:

roguelightning

Barry's expression shutters at the reminder and he tugs the towel away from his body, lowering his head to take Len into his mouth as he angles a hand behind him to work himself swiftly open and ready. Aching to be filled up.

He pulls back, lips red and swollen and gasping. "Lube is on the table. Get it. I can't get sick, you don't need a condom."

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cold_n_calculating

“Fuck!” Leonard gasps when Barry takes him in his mouth. The whole thing happened in moments and he was naked. Dripping and achingly hard. When Barry orders him to lube up without a condom Len hesitates.

“I want a condom.” He says because it’s bad enough he has to do this already. He doesn’t want to go in bare.

From:

roguelightning

"Fine."

That's what he gets for thinking anyone would treat him differently. He can treat this like business. Barry takes the lube. After a few moments of prep he shifts on his back.

"Get the condom then." Cold. Distant.
Ignoring how lonely he is.

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cold_n_calculating

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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cold_n_calculating

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.

From:

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.