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[thescarletspeedster]

"Ye-urrrrgh."

As the sound he didn't even know he could make grinds its way out of his mouth, Barry slides down the wall, feeling a bit like a cartoon fly that's just gotten smacked with the swatter. He'd really thought this one would be simple. Crazy angry meta - yep. Done that. Explosive powers - sure! A couple of times. But a meta capable of forming a violently expanding energy field around themselves? That's new.

Due to the spherical shape of the energy blast, it's not one Barry can run around, either, only away from, which makes it hard to get to the meta to incapacitate him long enough to stop him from -

Barry shakes his head, for a moment too addled by his impact with the wall to remember the meta's scheme. Oh right, he thinks, staring up at the stone building, rob the bank, because why not? "Listen!" he calls, fighting down a burst of hysteria as he looks at the exploding man. Even if he hadn't had these telekinetic energy powers, the meta would look like a villain. His shirt is even striped. All he needs is a bag of gold with a dollar sign on it, and the look would be complete.

"There are innocent people here!" say Barry, motioning to the streets. "I know you don't want to hurt them, but I can't let you take that money."

"Fat chance," replies the meta with a snarl, and as he turns to the onlookers, Barry curses himself for giving him the idea. As the concussive energy expands outward from the meta, Barry runs, removing each onlooker from its path, but he can't keep doing this and catch the meta.

He hates when he has to choose.

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[triskehale]

He stares at Barry as he moves, eyes darkening as he leans down and opens his mouth around Derek's cock. His hips twitch and he whines softly, carding his fingers through Barry's messy hair before he pulls away.

Derek's left naked on the bed, aching for Barry in the few moments that he has to pull away to finish undressing. He doesn't miss the blush on Barry's cheeks and he smiles as he grabs the lube left so conveniently in the bedside drawer.

When Barry grabs for the lube, Derek hesitates for the briefest of moments. Working Barry open on his slick fingers is something he loves to do, but Barry's right. Derek can't wait long either, and he presses the tube into Barry's waiting hand. "Okay, but I'm using my fingers on you later."

It's a filthy promise, and one that Derek fully intends to keep. He knows that with Barry's speed it won't be long until he's sinking down onto Derek's cock, and he wraps his fingers around it to hold it steady while letting his legs fall open. He keeps his other hand on Barry's thigh, squeezing hard enough to leave faint bruises that he knows will fade by the time they're even done.

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That promise is the last thing Barry hears before his fingers are wet and pressing into himself, vibrating gently to open his body faster. He sighs and gives into the dangerous temptation of imagining it's Derek, but his fingers are too slim, his hands not as broad. It's probably for the best, for just the thought of Derek's fingers working in him makes Barry want to come.

He vibrates his fingers faster and adds another, rushing to meet the bare minimum of what his body can handle. He wants to feel Derek properly, whole body aching for it, and before long Barry is propped up over Derek, angling himself until he feels the blunt shape of Derek's cock against his hole.

He never gets used to it, and however many times they do this, Barry hopes he never will. Bracing his hands on Derek's shoulders, Barry lowers himself down, his eyes closed as Derek fills him exactly how he needs it.

[triskehale]

Derek watches as Barry preps himself, and when he growls this time it isn't even on purpose. He just can't believe that he gets to be a witness to this at all, let alone be part of it.

When Barry positions himself, Derek sits up a little and rests his hands on Barry's hips, not urging him down but simply holding on tight. He can't help but to watch the places where their bodies join, eyes locked on the sight of his cock sinking into Barry's body. There's simply nothing like being inside of Barry like this, hot and bare and clenched so tightly.

"That's perfect," Derek breathes out, sliding his hand up Barry's side and over his chest, eyes locked on his face. He looks overcome with pleasure, mouth slack as he adjusts to the sensation with his eyelashes fanning across flushed skin. Derek can't look away. He wants to say something to let Barry know just how gorgeous he is, how good he feels, but all that comes out is a desperate sort of moan as he leans in to sink his teeth gently into Barry's shoulder. He sucks a deep mark there while his hands travel over Barry's ass and down fingertips brushing the place where he's stretched so tightly around Derek's cock.

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Barry makes a low sound in answer, one that trails off in a moan as he feels Derek's hands move over him, the bite of his teeth. He's grateful for those hands, keeping him steady while he adjusts. The urgency he'd felt before is still there, but Barry doesn't move, too overwhelmed yet by the press of Derek so deep inside him.

Derek's tongue licks over his skin, and Barry's eyes open, his hands gripping at last with renewed strength around Derek's shoulders. They haven't done it like this before, but Barry's body knows what to do. He lifts himself up, staring at Derek in wonder as he sits back again, speared once more as deep as Derek can go. "Always so good," he murmurs, sounding almost accusing.

[triskehale]

Barry moves, lifting and sliding back down in one graceful motion, and it steals the breath from Derek's lungs. He's never been so deep inside of him like this and he sucks in a ragged breath, staring back at Barry and looking just as in awe. Barry's tone makes him chuckle, but it's a broken and breathless sound and he nods helplessly as he wraps his arms more tightly around Barry.

They share a kiss that's little more than hot breath against each other's mouths, and Derek keeps one arm around Barry's shoulders while sliding the other down under the curve of his ass. He lets Barry control the pace for now, not pushing but simply bracing him to take some of the strain off of his thighs.

"It always feels like the first time," Derek admits, sounding pleasantly confused. "It's always so intense with you."

That means something, he's pretty sure. It's important. Barry takes his breath away and Derek is sure that no matter how many times they do this, it will always feel a little like he's cracking himself open and letting Barry inside. It's overwhelming and just a little terrifying but he never, ever wants it to stop.

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"Always," Barry agrees, catching Derek's mouth for another kiss when he's low enough. It's easier now, the pressure of Derek within him still intense, but not unbearably so. Barry begins to move faster, fucking himself down onto Derek's cock in earnest. It feels so good, but Barry can't quite forget the look on Derek's face when he'd stood dejected by the door.

"I want to make you feel good," Barry murmurs, squeezing around him. He noses Derek's head to the side so he can get at his ear, mouthing at the soft skin just beneath. "Is it this? Do you want me to go faster?"

[triskehale]

Barry starts moving faster and Derek feels helpless. It's all he can do to just hold into him, panting against Barry's shoulder and dragging his fingertips down Barry's back.

When Barry's mouth nears his throat, Derek doesn't even hesitate. He tips his head back and bares his throat without thought. Even the wolf in him is content, and Derek moans when Barry's teeth just barely graze his skin.

"You do," Derek replies in a trembling voice, eyes closed as he focuses on the sensations. On top of the pleasure coursing through him, Derek just feels so safe. He feels cared for, and he clutches Barry even tighter against him. "You always do. This is incredible, Barry."

His eyes flutter open and he slides his fingers up into Barry's hair, gathering himself enough to rock his hips up to meet Barry's pace. "What about you? Do you feel good?"

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"Yeah?" asks Barry, grinning against Derek's throat in triumph. He presses a sucking kiss to Derek's pulse, but pulls his mouth away to pant when Derek rocks up to meet him. "God, yes," he answers, whimpering when his cock drags through the cramped space between them. He aches for a touch, but if he receives it Barry knows he'll come, and he's not ready yet.

He bears down, and lightning streaks over his skin as Derek's cock nudges that shivering pleasure point inside him. "Really good," Barry amends, angling himself so that he hits it every time, greedy for more.

[triskehale]

The words die in Derek's throat when Barry arches up and he watches as Barry's mouth falls open, shiny pink and obscene, and he leans back to plant one hand into the bed for more leverage. He wants Barry to keep looking like that, to keep making those noises, and Derek grips his hip before thrusting up into him at just the right angle.

"You're so gorgeous like this," Derek pants out, one hand clutching at Barry's hip hard enough to bruise while they move together, bodies colliding in perfect rhythm. "You're always so fucking gorgeous."

Eventually decides that just aren't close enough, not at all, and with one graceful motion he moves them so that Barry is on his back on the bed and Derek can thrust into him again, covering Barry with his body and holding him close. He pants against Barry's neck, dragging his tongue across sweat-damp skin and leaving bites behind. Barry's cock is between them and Derek rolls his hips so that it's trapped even tighter between their bellies. He wants to know if maybe he could make Barry feel good enough to make him come just like this, with Derek's cock deep inside of him and his teeth digging into the soft, delicate skin of his throat.

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Barry is lost to the pleasure of Derek inside him, not even sure when his back met the sheets, but he pushes a hand back without missing a beat, holding onto the bedframe so Derek can pound into him. Each time he thinks it can't get better Derek's teeth find new, unmarked skin to close down on, rolls his hips to tease Barry with the friction until he's nearly weeping with it, mindless and aching to come.

"Please," he pants, hips angled up for everything Derek has to give. "So good, Derek, I can't - " It feels so incredible, Barry can't hold onto a thought, let alone get his free hand around himself, and with every thrust Derek pushes him closer to the edge. His cock drags against Derek's belly and Barry nearly sobs. "Please like that, like that."

[triskehale]

With Barry bracing himself like he is Derek can push a little harder, a little deeper. He's not sure that it's ever been so frantic between them, but he can't seem to quell the need inside of him. He's not worried about being too rough, because Barry sure seems to be enjoying it. He's more than human, not fragile or delicate, and Derek revels in the fact that they're so evenly matched.

There's a pressure at the base of his spine, a wild heat that's flaring outwards, but he holds himself back. He wants to take care of Barry first. Barry, who's babbling mindlessly from the pleasure and seems so eager for everything that Derek has to give. His head is thrown back, exposing the pale column of his throat now covered in little marks, and Derek gets the urge to set his fangs to Barry's neck and sink them in. Not hard enough to change him of course, but enough to mark.

His thrusts go erratic and he angles his hips down to put pressure and friction against Barry's leaking cock, and then he can't help it. He presses his teeth to Barry's neck and bites down. Not as hard as he wants, barely even hard enough to break skin, but it's still enough to send a deep, wolfish growl reverberating through him.

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"Please," Barry says again, so close it's as if every cell in his body has drawn tight, the world narrowed to the starburst Derek is driving him toward, so close yet so maddeningly out of reach. He whimpers for a sudden pressure against his throat, but Derek's teeth keep sinking, past bruising to a sharpness that has Barry's eyes rolling back in his head. Derek bears down with teeth and hips, rolls his belly against Barry's aching cock and Barry screams, hurtled towards orgasm at last. It rocks through him as fiercely as the blast from the meta before, not towards the walls but into pleasure like Barry can't remember ever feeling before Derek, pleasure he never wants to let go.

"Derek," Barry whimpers, painting a new strip up his belly for that growl.

[triskehale]

All Derek wants is to make Barry feel better than he ever has, to make him come so hard he sees stars, and he's rewarded with a sound of pure pleasure as his orgasm hits. Derek answers with a deep groan of his own as Barry tightens around his cock, teeth sinking in just a bit deeper.

After everything, it's the way that Barry says his name that tips him over the edge. Derek thrusts twice more before burying himself as deep as he can just before his own orgasm hits. It's intense enough that his eyes flare red and he lets out a loud, drawn out moan as he empties himself inside of Barry, cock pulsing as the pleasure rockets through him.

"Fuck, Barry," he pants out, whimpering Barry's name again and again as he presses his forehead to Barry's cheek, trembling at the intensity of it all and doing his best just to hang on.

[thescarletspeedster]

Fingers numb from the intensity of his grip, Barry drops his hand from the headboard so he can wind both arms around Derek, holding him through the short jerks of his body as he empties himself. Each new pulse draws another whimper from Barry's lungs, every inch of him sensitive and humming after his orgasm.

He holds Derek close, turning his face to kiss Derek's damp cheek. "So good," he murmurs, "That was so good. Was I too much?" he asks, carding his fingers through Derek's hair, "God, I couldn't get enough of you."

[triskehale]

Derek settles when Barry's arms go around him, relaxing on top of him with one more deep sigh. His eyes fall closed and he grins as Barry speaks, shaking his head a little before turning to kiss his jaw.

"It was just enough," he says in a raspy voice, lifting his head to smile at Barry. "But never stop trying to get enough, okay?"

He lifts a hand to rest his fingertips below the bite on Barry's neck. The skin is broken in places, already starting to bruise. His brow knits in concern as he looks at it, wondering if he went too far. "Was this too much?"

[thescarletspeedster]

Barry shivers. His skin is unbelievably tender, an ache he can feel now despite the blissful aftermath of orgasm, and he wonders how it looks. It may be the only reason he's glad Joe isn't in Darrow, for Barry never wants to explain a mark like this to his foster dad.

"I loved it," he confesses, raising his eyebrows. "I've never been into pain, but that's not really the word for how it feels when you bite me. It just feels like something you need and want that I can give you. I like that part a lot."

[triskehale]

Derek's eyebrows quirk when Barry says that he loved it with such conviction in his tone, and his expression softens as he goes on to explain why. It's like Derek can feel his heart thudding in his chest and goes warm all over, so overwhelmed with emotion.

His experiences with other people have no place here in this bed, but he can't help but to remember being scolded for leaving marks. It made him feel embarrassed and ashamed, but it isn't like that with Barry. He accepts all of Derek, both good and bad, and welcomes both man and wolf and all that come with them. Derek can't even describe how good that makes him feel. How lucky.

"You're incredible," he says simply, leaning down to lightly drag his tongue over the mark. He presses a kiss to it and then brings their foreheads together with a content smile on his face. "Thank you."

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"You just gave me the best orgasm of my life," says Barry, grinning up at him, "And you're thanking me? I've got it good." He lifts his chin and kisses Derek, reveling in the scrape of his beard against his chin. It's like nothing he ever expected to want or have, and now he can't imagine living without it.

"Will you tell me about it?" he asks when they break apart. "I get that it's a wolf thing, but what makes you want to do it?"

[triskehale]

"Mm, I'll try to keep trying to top it," Derek replies, smiling into the kiss. He should have been expecting the question, knowing how curious Barry can be, but it still makes him pause for a moment. He isn't quite sure how to explain it in terms a human might understand, and he's worried that it might be too much. Still, Barry is the one with the bite on his neck asking why, so Derek owes him an explanation.

First, he gently eases out of Barry with a soft sigh at the loss, and twists his body to lay at Barry's side instead, one thick thigh crossing over Barry's legs to hold him to the bed.

"Well, it's mostly all instinct," Derek begins, looking up at Barry while gliding his fingertips along Barry's chest. He can feel his cheeks heating up and he swallows hard, hoping that he hasn't gone pink above his beard. "Biting means marking, and claiming. You're mine and I want everyone to know it, for there to be physical proof."

He wrinkles his brow a bit and shakes his head. "Not that I think I own you or anything, because I don't, of course. But I guess it just makes me feel closer to you, claiming you like that when everything is already so intense. And the way you react-- it all just feels right."

[thescarletspeedster]

Barry gives a shaky sigh as Derek disengages, curling into him as soon as they're next to one another on the sheets. He listens and lifts a hand to Derek's cheek, tracing the path of the blush that climbs ever higher.

"That's actually pretty romantic," he notes with a soft smile, thumbing at the mark on his throat himself. "Like a ring or a Letterman jacket. Now I feel like I should give you a token somehow. Bracelet with a lightning bolt on it?" he asks with a grin.

[triskehale]

"Really?" Derek wonders if Barry will ever stop surprising him. He smiles, looking almost relieved, and turns to press a kiss to Barry's palm. His eyes catch on the way Barry touches the mark and it nearly makes his spent cock twitch with new life, but the question distracts him. "I can't tell if you're kidding, but-- I would like that."

He leans in to give Barry a soft kiss and then rests his fingertips just under the mark on Barry's neck. It will heal soon, and Derek likes the idea of something that will last. "Because if you're mine, I'm yours too."

[thescarletspeedster]

"Then I'm definitely going to do it," says Barry, blinking his eyes open slowly after the kiss. "Especially if it makes you look like this." His thumb dips to the dimple in Derek's cheek, forefingers at the crinkles in the corner of his eye.

Derek's always been good looking, but like this he's just - "Gorgeous," Barry murmurs with an earnest, crooked smile. "So are you a bracelet or a necklace kind of guy?"

[triskehale]

Derek knows, without a doubt, that he's smiled more in his short time with Barry than he did in all his time in New York combined. Sure, he smiles more easily here in Darrow than he did back home, but Barry gets these grins out of him that he can feel stretching his face. He smiles so hard that his cheeks ache. It's sort of wonderful.

He turns his head to kiss the pad of Barry's thumb while he thinks, taking the digit playfully between his teeth. Not that he'd admit it out loud, but he likes the idea of something of Barry's close to his heart. "Necklace, I think."

Suddenly, he remembers that he actually does have something for Barry already and he sits up to try and locate where he threw his jeans. "That reminds me-- hold on."

He gets up to retrieve the jeans and then sits on the bed next to Barry, letting his gaze sweep over his flushed skin and messy hair before landing on his face. He looks happy, and Derek's hear swells just a bit.

"So, now that the weather is nice I'm planning on moving back to the cabin full time," Derek begins, pulling a silver key out of the pocket of his jeans and holding it up. He's nervous suddenly, wondering if maybe this is too big an offering. All he knows is that the cabin is precious to him, a den for his wolf, and he wants Barry in that space. "I made this for you. You're welcome there anytime."

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Barry sits up, curious what Derek's gone to retrieve. Their bodies are close again when Derek returns, and Barry slides his hand against his knee, blinking at the key that glitters between them.

"Wow," he says softly, reaching up to take it. The cabin is a special place for Derek, even moreso than his apartment, and Barry understands what this means. He's never been given anyone's key before, and his throat feels a little clogged. "Easier than phasing through the walls," he says, hiding the faint teariness he feels with a laugh. "Thank you, Derek. I'll keep it safe."

[triskehale]

"Right. I guess for you a key is more symbolic than anything," Derek says with a soft laugh. His expression softens at the look on Barry's face, and he reaches up to wrap his hand around Barry's. "I know you will."

He leans in for a kiss, smiling against the corner of his mouth. "You can have a drawer, a shelf in the bathroom," he says quietly, speaking between pressing kisses to Barry's face. "I'll even make sure the path there is clear so you can speed there and not trip."