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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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From:

roguelightning

"A Snart? Seriously Cisco?"

"Just trust me, Barr. You're going to want to hear from this one," the man at his elbow purrs as they break into the meager apartment. "Up to his eyeballs in medical debt, skill with security systems. Nice ass too. You got your pick."

The tall, slim man snorts as he lets them in the apartment, dressed in an impeccably tailored suit, dark tones with a bold red scarf. It had been a while since he'd had a steady bed warmer..

"Then we'll see just how desperate he is, won't we?"

From:

cold_n_calculating

Leonard was coming back from visiting Lisa and he knew something was wrong the moment he opened the apartment door. Still he steeled himself, if it was who he thought it was then it was for the best he didn't panic and run.

He shut the door behind him before turning to face the man in his living room. Barry Allen. He hadn't been around when his father had been but he had a reputation and his contact had recommended seeking him out for assistance. He had to admit it though, what he was seeing was not what he expected of a man the better part of a decade younger than himself. "Mr. Allen, I presume?"

From:

roguelightning

Hes sitting in the only decent chair in the place, expression slightly amused as Leonard walks calmly into his apartment. Only now does he see what Cisco meant - he's gorgeous. Long and willowy and built like one of his fantasies.

"You've been seeking out a meeting so," he spreads his hands. "Here I am."

From:

cold_n_calculating

"Where's your friend?" Leonard asks not moving further than a couple inches from the door. He can clearly see Barry but he can't see anyone else and he knows enough to know that someone as powerful and as influential as Barry is in the underground he wouldn't be here alone. He knows because if he were Barry he wouldn't have come alone.

"And yes, I did. I need money. I'm willing to trade my skills and knowledge in return for a portion of the profit. If you'll allow it of course."

From:

roguelightning

A vague flicker of amusement as he's challenged. Cisco closes the door behind Len, silent and dark and dangerous. Barry doesn't so much as glance at his best friend, keeping his eyes focused on Snart.

"You need money. How much?" Cutting to the heart of the matter, swift and brutal.

From:

cold_n_calculating

In all honesty Leonard appreciates the swift no nonsense matter he's imploring, but at the same time he wishes his muscle wasn't between him and the exit. He can vaguely see the man out of the corner of his eye and while Len is taller and he might be able to take the man, he's not sure if he's got powers or not and he'd rather not wind up dead just yet if he can help it.

"125,000. Maybe more...I'm not sure yet."

From:

roguelightning

Barry tips his head at the amount. "And that's before your sister even starts therapy. You won't be able to work that off with simple security jobs."

"I have.. need of companionship." He folds his fingers in his lap. "You can earn your money that way."

From:

cold_n_calculating

Leonard wants to argue. He can break into just about any building, safe, vault...how is that not useful? And what does he mean by companionship? He contemplates an answer for a moment, making sure he has the right words in an effort to not offend the dangerous man before him. It also unnerves him how much he knows because he hadn't told his contact why he needed the money, yet Barry knew.

"What kind of companionship?" He asks carefully because there were different kinds. Certainly there was the occasional arm candy, someone to spend a little time with during the week...and companionship of a carnal nature. A rent boy essentially. Honestly he hadn't thought he'd have to resort to whoring himself out in order to help his sister. He desperately wants to say no.

Edited Date: 2018-12-01 09:36 pm (UTC)

From:

roguelightning

He barely checks an eye roll. "Since the explosion my appetites are.. a bit much for anyone to keep up with. Three times a week. You can earn up to twenty thousand a night, more than any working man or woman can earn in a month."

From:

cold_n_calculating

"And if I decline that offer?" Leonard asks because at the moment he doesn't owe Barry anything and he does have contacts in other cities that might be able to help him. Even though the appeal of $20,000 is nice....and if it were three times a week...it would only be 6 or 7 times he'd have to do it. He's also less likely to go to jail or get caught. Still it doesn't sit well with him. Of course Barry is attractive but younger...dangerous.

From:

roguelightning

"You're under the impression I'm giving you a choice." His smile is predatory. "Lisa is being moved to a top of the line rehab facility. You can work off the debt in my bed or risk jail for the next two years."

From:

cold_n_calculating

Len is not entirely pleased with the knowledge that Barry is moving Lisa without his approval and his hands clench at his sides as he fights the urge to lash out. That would be bad. He's pretty sure the man behind him could stop him before he even took three steps towards Barry.

He's silent for a long time weighing his options. He cannot afford jail time and it looks like he doesn't have another choice.

"What do you want me to do?"

From:

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.

From:

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."

From:

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."

From:

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.

From:

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.

From:

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."

From:

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."

From:

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.

From:

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.