[Cisco groans into Barry's mouth, and it isn't that he didn't
want sex all the time before, but now he has someone he actively wants
it with, someone who actually wants him back. Ever since he
started working here he's thought about what it would be like to do it
in the lab somewhere, in this room in particular but in all sorts of
other places, too. He realizes as the thought crosses his mind that
he's glad it never happened before, back when Evil Wells had all those
creepy hidden cameras installed to spy on them. Though Cisco did keep
them...
It's probably too early in their relationship to start thinking
about making a sex tape. And, obviously, even if they ever do
record themselves being intimate, Cisco thinks they'll probably want
to watch it once and destroy it, just so it doesn't fall into the
wrong hands. That's the sort of blackmail they really don't
need.
At any rate, the middle of a weekday is definitely not the time
to christen his workshop. He has keys to the place, has come in and
worked overnight before; all they'd have to do is get past security
and they wouldn't be disturbed. Both of them work here (or at least
security thinks that's what Barry does here), so no one would even bat
an eye. God, just the idea serves to work Cisco up even more, getting
Barry's naked ass on his worktable so that he'll have nice things to
think about every time he's down here soldering something or building
circuit boards. And for some reason he can't get past the idea of
having sex in one of the cells in the Pipeline, pressed against the
soundproof glass. Obviously Cisco would have to rig a trigger to open
the door again from the inside, but he already knows that won't be too
difficult.]
God, Barry, we have to stop. [He says it between kisses,
doesn't even begin to try to move away.] I can't stop thinking
about getting you naked on my desk.
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Date: 2016-08-09 11:12 pm (UTC)[Cisco groans into Barry's mouth, and it isn't that he didn't want sex all the time before, but now he has someone he actively wants it with, someone who actually wants him back. Ever since he started working here he's thought about what it would be like to do it in the lab somewhere, in this room in particular but in all sorts of other places, too. He realizes as the thought crosses his mind that he's glad it never happened before, back when Evil Wells had all those creepy hidden cameras installed to spy on them. Though Cisco did keep them...
It's probably too early in their relationship to start thinking about making a sex tape. And, obviously, even if they ever do record themselves being intimate, Cisco thinks they'll probably want to watch it once and destroy it, just so it doesn't fall into the wrong hands. That's the sort of blackmail they really don't need.
At any rate, the middle of a weekday is definitely not the time to christen his workshop. He has keys to the place, has come in and worked overnight before; all they'd have to do is get past security and they wouldn't be disturbed. Both of them work here (or at least security thinks that's what Barry does here), so no one would even bat an eye. God, just the idea serves to work Cisco up even more, getting Barry's naked ass on his worktable so that he'll have nice things to think about every time he's down here soldering something or building circuit boards. And for some reason he can't get past the idea of having sex in one of the cells in the Pipeline, pressed against the soundproof glass. Obviously Cisco would have to rig a trigger to open the door again from the inside, but he already knows that won't be too difficult.]
God, Barry, we have to stop. [He says it between kisses, doesn't even begin to try to move away.] I can't stop thinking about getting you naked on my desk.