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ColdFlashRay, The College Affair.  For @a-redharlequin, Happy Birthday!!

Whimpering, Barry arched, pushing himself further into Ray’s broader form.

~Harle’s Toybox~

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This is a link to my ice chest of plot bunnies, AU ideas, potential fics, snippets, and drabbles! From fluffy to pure smut, pairings from Len to Leo, and all involving our favorite speedster! You can find it all compiled, added to, and edited here!

AU where Leo and Ray stay on Earth-1, because WE DON’T TALK ABOUT THAT OTHER EARTH, and they and Barry start a relationship. 

Leo and Ray decide if staying on Earth 1 is the right thing for them while Barry helps unknowingly.

Part One | Part Two

Barry snuffled in his sleep before settling when Leo threaded his fingers through his short hair.

“He’s so much like him, they both even settle the same way…” Ray whispered as he rested his cheek on his hand from where he was sitting on the floor by the couch Leo and Barry were resting on.

“This Barry isn’t our Barry, but they are so alike it’s almost too much sometimes.” Leo commented in a soft voice as he kept up a soothing motion with his hand, knowing that Barry would notice if it stopped.

“This one has been through a lot yet he still manages to smile, fall in love and save people, give them hope.” Ray let her fingertips run down Barry’s jawline with a feather light touch that didn’t disturb Barry’s peaceful slumber, one free of nightmares and memories for once.

“I thought being a ray of sunshine was your job.” Leo teased as he and Ray laced their free hands together in an easy movement.

“You’re a funny guy.” Ray smirked as he pressed a kiss to Leo’s hand before turning his attention back to Barry’s sleeping face.

“You know we can’t stay here forever…” Ray trailed off when Leo scoffed quietly.

“Show me where that is written down, you’re from here to start with and… Their version of me died.” Leo raised an eyebrow.

“Besides… Here we can be free of everything, we have a chance to be with Barry again. I think we shouldn’t look a gift horse in the mouth.” Leo looked down at Barry with such tenderness that Ray couldn’t help but melt a bit. They were close friends with their Barry and were about to become something more when he was killed in a raid.

“…I’ll think about it.” Ray promised before directing his gaze back to Barry’s sleeping face and a soft smile appeared on his face.

Oh lala~ What do we even call this ship? Thoughts? Just go with coldflashray? I don’t want the Rays getting confused XD (I understand Mick’s pain)

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Leo and Ray are married couple of writers always in search of new inspiration for their books. Much of which are very adult in nature.

They are also owners of a book shop and an adult novelty store, and they have a favorite customer.

Barry Allen is a sweet and adorably anxious collage student who trips over himself every time Leo looks at him too long or talks to him about the latest shipment of books.

The sweetheart had the cutest and worst hidden crestfallen expression when he found out Leo was married.

Barry was equally disappointed when the handsome and gentle dom who owned the adult novelty and education store next door was also married. He had such rotten luck.

Or at least that’s what he thought.

It hadn’t occurred to him that they were married to each other, both were equally kind, smart, and bright but the way they presented themselves were so different.

That’s what he thought until they both propositioned him at a dinner party being held in the joined room at the back of the two stores. Apparently they liked holding parties for the local S&M and kinkster community. A party that was definitely turning out to be more risqué than he’d been led to believe when he had accepted the invite.

Why he had accepted the invite in the first place was beyond him. But despite the mistaken knowledge that he didn’t have a chance, they were still his friends. And he just liked to torture himself he guessed.

Something the dominant couple had apparently taken note of.

Which led to where he was now, at their upstairs apartment above their shops the following weekend of the party. After a long week of serious talks, medical screenings, and new personal hygiene regimes, Barry was finally ready to take the next step forward.

If he could just summon the courage to knock.

Barry chewed his lip worriedly and stared down at his outfit, wondering if he should go back home and change for the umpteenth time. It was what they had requested of him: something red, something cute, and something he felt comfortable in.

The soft and comfortable red and black plaid dress he wore over pitch black panty hose and shortshorts with converse definitely met the requirements. But should he have gone sexier? Or was this too much for an official first scene? Should he have worn the nice satin button down and skinny jeans with pumps?

He probably would have either debated another hour or gone home if the door hadn’t opened and Barry’s mind stalled out.

“Are you ready to come in Barry? You look very nice today.”

“Young boys like you should have better manners than to keep others waiting. But we can work on your manners later.”

It wasn’t bondage gear, leather, or lingerie but what they were wearing was enough to have him swaying forward the moment they crooked a finger.

Boots, gloves, slacks, dress shirts, and waistcoats. They were dressed like the finest gentleman Barry had ever seen and he wanted them to treat him like anything but.

“Ah, ah. Let’s get you comfortable before you start kneeling, Barry,” Leo scolded gently, a gloved hand gripping his arm and guiding him inside. Ray’s hand joined Leo’s, settling at the small of his back.

Barry hadn’t realized he hadn’t started to sink to his knees right there in the doorway until they had caught him.

“I’m sorry I’m late and I’m so sorry I almos-”

“It’s alright, Barry,” Leo reassured him. “We know you don’t have much hands on experience, there’s plenty of room for missteps on your part. Just let us lead and you’ll be just fine.”

“Your apologies are accepted, don’t worry about it now,” Ray smiled at him. “You don’t have to worry about anything. You’re all ours tonight. Everything that’s yours is ours. That includes things like anxiety. Now that you’re here with us, every worry, every flaw, and more is all ours. You have no other responsibility beyond being good for us.”

“Not a one,” Leo agreed.

Barry finally relaxed and melted as sweetly as white chocolate for them. “Okay.”

“Good. You look perfect tonight. Can we see what all you’re wearing, sweetheart?” Ray sat them down on a chair, handing Barry a cup of hot cocoa with cinnamon.

Barry nodded and leaned back into the couch, sipping his drink and being careful not to spill, as they worked open the buttons of his dress one at a time until they could pull it wide.

He spread his thighs a bit so they could take him in better, a flush of pride settling over his pale skin at their stares.

Black hose thigh highs, black sheer boyshorts with red lace trimmings and a little bow that did nothing to hide the red chastity cage fitted snuggly around his cock, and a red sheer teddie with black ribbons lacing through it.

“Absolutely stunning,” Leo praised.

Ray nodded in agreement and rubbed a hand alongside Barry’s jawline affectionately. “We couldn’t have chosen better ourselves.”

He beamed at the praise. “I’m happy you like it. I wasn’t sure. I didn’t know if it really suited me…”

“Can’t imagine it looking better on anyone else,” Leo kissed his cheek. “We really appreciate your effort. And you’re still wearing your cage even though we sent you the keys yesterday. Such a sweet boy.”

“Why don’t we get these off,” Ray leaned down and started unlacing Barry’s shoes and tugging them off. He placed them neatly beneath the coffee table. “We can talk while you finish your cocoa. It’s a bit a chilly out, you really should have worn a coat.” He rubbed his warm hands over Barry’s bare arms with a frown, feeling how cold they were.

“One definitely needs to be careful,” Leo leaned offer and gentle bit the tip of Barry’s nose. “Don’t want Jack Frost nipping at you.”

Both Barry and Ray groaned. Leo’s overt fondness for puns, especially temperature related ones, were infamous.

“How were your last exams? Did we do well?” Ray asked.

Barry was brimming with pride. “Top five of my class. Thank you both for all of your help.” He pecked them on the lips.

They talked more about school, Barry’s upcoming internship, Leo’s new order of books coming in tomorrow, and the bdsm event at one of the clubs Ray would be sponsoring next week.

Any and all nervousness Barry had about their upcoming scene vanished with the last few drops of his cocoa.

“Ready, sweetheart?” Leo guided him to his feet. Ray pulled his dress free of his shoulders and folded it to lay on the coffee table before leaving them to make last minute preparations.

“How are you feeling? Did you enjoy your cocoa?” Leo prodded.

“Much better and yes, Leo, thank you,” Barry replied contentedly.

“Good,” he kissed his forehead. “Now, you remember your scene checks?”

“Status and Cease,” Barry said without hesitation. “Status is to check how I’m doing, to which I’ll reply with either ‘green’, ‘yellow’, ‘orange’. Green is good, yellow is edging, orange is caution to ease or slow down when things start to border red. My safeword represents red, which means to Cease. If unable to speak, previously discussed hand signals will be used for a simple yes or no. A failure to respond after three seconds of an issued Status request will result in an immediate Cease. Cease is when the scene is brought to an end.”

Leo nodded as he spoke. “Very good, Barry, you’re doing so well. What is your safe word and safety signal?”

“My safe word is ‘book’,” he held up two fingers in a salute. “This is my signal.”

Leo leaned in and kissed him, slow and soft. When he pulled away, Barry wore a dazed expression.

“You’re the best boy we could ask for,” Leo smiled as Barry swayed just a little at his compliment. Their sweetheart had a praise kink a mile long.

“Ready,” came a call from the library.

Why a bookstore owner needed a home library in the first place baffled most, but they made good use of it aside from only reading. It doubled as their scene room, leaving less of a mess to take care of than if it all took place on the bed, which they would need clean for afterwards.

“Wait here and come when you’re called,” Leo kissed his forehead once more before disappearing off into the other room.

Barry stood swaying in place, his head already going to that safe warm place in his head just from a few praises and being doted on. His knees shook a little when wondered how high they would take him by the end of the night.

“Here, boy.”

9: Which one drives the car and which one gives them directions? Ray or Leo would drive and whoever wasn’t would handle directions, because unless Barry is running, he doesn’t much pay attention to where things are.

10: Which one does the posing while the other one draws? Barry speed sketches the other two all the time without their knowledge. They accidentally find the box filled with sketch boxes that are filled with nothing but them. (They drag Barry up to bed and turn him into a puddle of goo to show them how much they them.)

12: Which one of your OTP overdoes it on the alcohol and which one makes the other stop drinking? None of them do. Leo doesn’t like anything besides the very rare bottle of beer, and Ray doesn’t like the taste of any alcohol, so he doesn’t drink at all. And unless Caitlin and Cisco whip up his special blend, its got no effect on him. And on the rare occasions he does get the special blend, Ray and Leo keep an eye on him, so he doesn’t over do it too much because they know he wants to enjoy it not go crazy with it.

20: Which one types with perfect grammar and which one types using numbers as letters? Leo prefers to text in perfect grammar, while both Ray and Barry try and make them as short and to the point as possible.