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[In moments like this Cisco can't believe how lucky he is. Growing up life had been full of so much loneliness and disappointment, and he'd tried to fit in, he really had, but it never worked out. He'd been miserable on his own, but trying to be something he wasn't had been worse, especially when, even after all of that, everyone had still hated him. So he'd studied and worked hard, and, without friends and parties to distract him, he'd graduated at the top of his class, an honor that had earned him his interview with Harrison Wells.

He knows now it wasn't really Dr. Wells who'd recruited him, but it was his talent that had brought him to STAR Labs regardless. And, being there, staying there after the particle accelerator explosion, is the whole reason he knows Barry. He hadn't realized at the time just how important that decision would be, but now, Barry's hands on him and Barry's mouth moving against his own, he knows it was the smartest thing he's ever done. All of those years of being alone, of being bullied and unwanted, were worth it to end up here. He has an amazing job, friends that are better than any family he could have been born into, and a boyfriend (who's also his best friend) that loves him and wants him and supports him.

Cisco groans softly when Barry's hands wander down to his ass, and he knows they can't get too frisky here, even down in his workroom, but it feels so nice to be the object of someone's attraction. His body is even starting to show its appreciation, and he should probably worry about what that will look like later, but right now he doesn't care. He slides his hands down Barry's back, pulling up Barry's shirt a few inches so he can feel Barry's skin under his palms, can feel Barry's body heat as he continues to kiss his boyfriend deeply, feeling warm and content and happy beyond words.]

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[Cisco bite his lower lip around a new grin. He's never understood why quickies tend to get a bad rap; obviously it's not good to rush through these things all the time, but sometimes the mood strikes in more inopportune moments, and Cisco's all about making the best of any opportunity to be sexy with his boyfriend.

Dark eyes locked on Barry's, Cisco takes Barry by both hands and tugs him off the stool he's still perched on, turning him and walking him back until Barry's thighs bump Cisco's desk.]

Are we talking, like, sex sex, or some wild, half naked grinding?

That depends. Do you have anything in here that could work as lube?

[Because Barry is all for going all out here. They may not get another opportunity like this- or, if they do, it won't be for a long while- so he wants to make the most of it. Of course, he won't be disappointed, regardless of what they do.]

[Cisco wants to just say yes and figure it out when they get there, but one, they're really, very close to there already, and two, this is Barry, and as much as he wants this, right now, he's not going to risk getting too far down this train of thought only to end up disappointing both of them. So he has to stop and think for a moment, considering what he might have stashed in his drawers down here.

One thing he knows he doesn't have is something easy, like a tube of KY or a stash of condoms (not that they're using those in general, but they might not be a bad idea for clandestine office sex in the future, so he makes a mental note to acquire some for later). He does have several different kinds of machine lube, but he's not sure off the top of his head if any of those are non-toxic. So he pulls back just a bit, looking at his desktop to see what might be available, and his eyebrows go up when he notices a bottle of lotion sitting on the far corner. It's in a small-ish pink bottle, which means it's probably Caitlin's, but he's sure she won't mind if they use a bit, especially considering it's for a good cause. He nods toward it.]

Will that work?

[Barry's heart is beating hard and fast in his chest. He's never done anything like this before, and it makes the entire situation about a thousand times hotter. He flat-out whines when Cisco pulls away from him, hands twisting in his boyfriend's shirt to keep him from leaving. As it happens, he only draws back a couple inches. That's a relief.

He follows Cisco's gaze, eyes landing on the lotion bottle. What a stroke of luck.]

Yeah. Yeah, that's perfect.

[Barry is definitely going to pick up a few things to store in Cisco's work room. He has a feeling this won't be the last time they experiment inside STAR Labs.]

[Cisco has to take a measured breath before he can move again, entirely too overwhelmed by the prospect of what they're about to do. He's always asked like he's smooth and experienced, but the truth is Cisco's never done anything remotely like this before. He's never dated anyone he wanted to do something like this with. Being with Barry has opened up a whole new world for Cisco, and in so many more ways than just sex, but their physical relationship is amazing beyond anything Cisco could have ever imagined.

He doesn't want to move away from Barry, but Cisco has to shift so he can reach for the bottle of lotion. He feels dizzy when he no longer has the solid press of Barry's body against him for support, and he feels his hands shaking around the bottle when he meets Barry's eyes again.]

Take your pants off.

[It's not really a command, not with the way Cisco's voice is trembling, but he knows Barry can get out of his own clothes in a heartbeat, that Barry will be ready before Cisco even manages to get his fly open. So he starts there, one hand still holding the lotion as he uses his other to thumb open the button on his pants.]

[Cisco isn't the only one whose horizons have been broadened by their relationship. Until they got together, Barry had learned the hard way that he needed to tone himself down. He was always too enthusiastic. Invested too much too soon. But with Cisco, he never has to hold back. There's something to the saying that you should marry your best friend. Because Barry has never been happier than he is with Cisco.

Happier and hornier, as it turns out. He doesn't think- no, he actually knows- that he's ever been this sexually active in his life. And every time that they're together, Barry finds another thing to love about his boyfriend. Like the quaver in his voice as he tells Barry to take off his pants. Knowing that he's the one who got Cisco that worked up is enough to make heat settle low in his stomach. And command or not, he obeys instantly. His jeans are smoking lightly where they lay in a heap on the ground from how quickly he'd removed them.]

[True to his expectations, Barry's naked from the waist down and Cisco is still fumbling with his zipper, trying to get it down with the bottle of lotion still in hand. When Cisco was a teenager he'd had his odd fantasies about having sex with superheroes (though back then it had largely been female ones, considering he hadn't been remotely prepared at that age to come to terms with his feelings about boys), but he'd never considered how useful their powers could be in a situation like this. Not only is it ridiculously handy, the way Barry can get both of them in and out of their clothes in a hurry, but it's also really, really hot.

Technically Cisco could take his pants off too, and if someone was on their way down to the workshop Barry could get them both looking relatively presentable in about 5 nanoseconds, but this is sort of a dirty office fantasy, so Cisco only just eases his pants down a few inches, exposing his very excited genitals to the cool air of the room. He bites his lip as he looks up at Barry's face, and again he feels so amazingly lucky he's with someone as incredible and perfect for him as Barry.

Cisco's always had kinky thoughts and fantasies, but he's never felt comfortable sharing them with anyone before, worried about being judged or teased about them. This one, office sex, is actually pretty vanilla, but the fact that Barry's not only on board but just as nervous and excited about it as Cisco is means so much.

Licking his lower lip, Cisco sets the lotion bottle on the table within arm's reach, then places both of his palms on Barry's naked hips.]

"Sit on the desk," he directs, his voice shaking even harder now than it was before.