#trophy fic

I collected the papers from the printer and sorted them into different sets. As I stapled the documents together, I felt a few pairs of eyes on my body. A month ago, I wouldn’t have walked around the office with my skirt hiked up and my shirt unbuttoned for everyone to see. But, I lost all sense of modesty the night I showed up at his home naked. He kept fucking me behind his girlfriend’s back and the news spread like wildfire. Everyone except the girlfriend knew that I was his new girlfriend.

I knocked on his door and entered to find him busy on his computer. I left the papers on his desk and knelt by his chair.

“Thank you,” he said, picking up the papers and flipping through the pages.

“Anything else, Sir?”

“Yes, take your clothes off,” he said in a very matter of fact way, not even looking at me. There was no seduction required with me. I was ready for him at the snap of his fingers.

I was always quite particular about my outfits, but now I also paid attention to what lay under it. My underwear was now just as important as my shirt and skirt, if not more. His hand wandered out to my chest after I took my shirt off, fondling my tits in his big strong hands. He was quite rough with them, so it wasn’t always pleasurable. But, his rough treatment of me was enough to arouse me.

One hand groped around and the other was busy underlining, striking out and making suggestions on the papers. Those were corrections I’d have to make later.

“You’ve made some silly mistakes, girl,” he said, turning the document to me and pointing out a spelling mistake. I hissed as he pinched my nipple between his thumb and index finger as punishment for my error.

“You’re hopeless as a Secretary. Do you think that I won’t fire you just because you have a nice pair of tits?” He said, grabbing me breast hard and letting it go before landing a sharp slap.

“N-no, no Sir—” I rasped out as he slapped the other breast.

“Go lock the door. I need to see if any part of you is useful.”

I struggled onto my feet and stumbled towards the door in nothing but my high heels. I turned the lock on the door and pulled the handle to make sure it was locked. I turned around to walk back to him, but he came to me instead and pushed me into the wooden door. He placed a hand on my lower back, keeping me in place as he unzipped his pants. I spread my legs and placed my hands above my head on the door. I pressed my cheek against the door and bit down on my lip as I heard the crinkle of a condom packet.

I felt his fingers spread my lips apart before he filled me with his cock. He set a fast pace from the first thrust as he pushed into me in one stroke. His hand slithered up my back and up my neck until he gathered my hair between his fingers and pulled. I whimpered as the pain combined with the pain of him fucking me into the door. I pressed myself into the door further, hoping that if I was flush against it, there wouldn’t be much noise.

“Is my cunt useful, Sir?” I asked coyly as he slammed into me repeatedly.

“Yes, very,” he said, burying himself deep inside me and pulling me into a kiss. He had the most beautiful lips, such a pretty pink in a pretty shape. They were soft on mine, yet so firm and demanding. My neck hurt from the awkward angle, but he grabbed my chin and swirled his tongue around mine.

“See, now you can’t fire me… I’m not completely useless.” I said when he pulled back from the kiss.

“You’re mistaken, this is not part of your paid employment. If you keep making spelling mistakes and this is all you’re useful for, I’ll just fire you and fuck you for free. You’re already a cheap whore, you’ll just become cheaper.”

“Am I better than your girlfriend, Sir?”

“You’re also my girlfriend, sweetheart. But, no,” he snorted, making me pout. “You come second place. Does that make you jealous?”

“Oh, please,” I said, rolling my eyes. “Why would I want to be like a girl who won’t even suck her man’s cock?”

He laughed and said, “You’re good. Tell me. What will you do if I drop her and make you my number one girl?”

“I’ll sit under your desk with my mouth open when you’re working,” I said, looking at his desk from the corner of my eye and imagining myself crammed under it, serving him as he answered phone calls.

“What else?”

“I’ll come to you whenever you want. I won’t give excuses like her. I’ll never be too busy for you,” I purred, reminding him of our first time together. She was too busy to meet him and sent him a message through me. I knew he was frustrated and offered myself up as replacement. My stomach tightened as my pleasure escalated. I squeezed my eyes shut in anticipation of an orgasm.

His breaths grew labored and his thrusts sloppier. I continued, knowing it’ll push him over the edge. “I’ll do everything she doesn’t. I’ll wait at your door on my knees when you come home. I’ll let you do whatever you want to me, you don’t have to ask for permission and I don’t have to like it. You can just take—”

He groaned into my ear and stopped thrusting. I pushed back against him in pursuit of my own orgasm but it never came. He had no obligation to satisfy me. I wasn’t going to be like his other girlfriend and demand something of him. If I just accepted all that he gave me, I’ll one day no longer win second place; I’ll be first.

I took his condom off, collected my clothes from the floor and walked into his private restroom.

I took care of myself and came on my fingers. Before getting dressed, I brought the used condom up to my lips and licked up his cum, dreaming of the day I wouldn’t have to be stowed away in the bathroom like a dirty secret.

I felt jealousy bubbling in me as I heard a woman’s voice in the room. It was her, the girl in first place. I wrapped the condom in tissue paper and tossed it in the trash. I washed my hands, staring at my reflection on the mirror. There was no mistaking what I’d just done. My eyeliner was smeared around my eyes, my lipstick was smudged and my hair was tussled from being grabbed and tugged.

I picked up my clothes and put them on one by one, rolling my eyes as she giggled at something he said. Stupid little girl, she had no idea he had his cock in me just five minutes ago as he made me tell him what I’d do if he chose me over her. I could either sit here in the restroom, listening to the idiot be charmed by him or I could just walk out looking thoroughly fucked.

This one is the least ‘idea’ of the lot since it's got a couple chapters posted— but I can't talk about my Zoom kidnaps Barry fics without mentioning ✨Trophy✨. Long story short with no spoilers; it's an au where Zoom wins in the season 2 finale. Which has devastating consequences as you'd imagine, and for Barry especially because the inspiration for this fic was Zoom's line about imprisoning him after the race :))) . Lots of sadness, torture (that one's gonna start in the next chapter), and oh SO MUCH whump. Oh also it's very much Hurt No Comfort with an unhappy ending.

A much newer one is The Price We Pay To Love (aka the Barrisco whump fic), where Zoom kidnaps Barry AND Cisco :D. Boy alright this is the first time I've talked about my plans for this wip since the initial inspiration/concept from @/alittleflashvibe, and full credit to her because I would not be writing this otherwise. Tbh most of it's said in that linked post; but let's see. I've gone with her absolutely genius idea to have Zoom torture Barry to make Cisco open breaches for him, cause it's freaking perfect. And, something that's been tons of fun for me but horrible for Barry and Cisco— Zoom didn't kidnap them in either of the Earth-2 episodes; he kidnapped them after stealing Barry's speed in 2x18 :DDD. Anddd we've reached the limit of what my secretive ass is willing to say about this one. But it's gonna be a blast I'll tell you that much.

Alright that’s it for wip talk. Now some more general ideas with varying levels of elaboration (done chronologically cause why not) (also, just in case it needed to be said, any of these concepts are ofc free for the taking if any fellow whump gremlins feel so inclined):

Instead of landing on Earth-3 and finding Jay, Zoom ends up on Earth-1 and kidnaps Season 1 Barry.

Similar to the last but with an extra layer of angst; Zoom kidnapping Barry between seasons 1 and 2 when he’s gone solo and shut out all of his loved ones.

Zoom moves up his plan and decides to kidnap Barry to Earth-2 in 2x06. In my head he still drags Barry around the city beforehand, their final destination just happens to be the breach room instead of the cortex. Also no broken spine here because Barry needs to be able to run so Zoom can steal his speed.

This one could go anywhere between 2x02 and 2x13 (though for maximum angst post-2x06 is best), and I don’t have much concept for it at all; but Zoom kidnapping Barry as fake Jay is often on my mind. Some nice betrayal whump right there, especially when you consider that BARRY WAS SUSPICIOUS OF HIM BUT NO ONE LISTENED! He went against his intuition and decided to trust ‘Jay’, and now it’s slapping him in the face.

On a similar vein as the one above, what if Barry didn’t actually trust ‘Jay’ as much as he pretended to, and did some investigating. Whichever way it happens, he figures out that ‘Jay’ isn’t who he says he is, and ‘Jay’/Zoom kidnaps him to keep his cover. Especially fun if the reason Zoom gets to him before Barry can tell anyone is that he picked up on Barry’s distrust and was keeping a close eye on him.

AHA here’s one I always forget about till I remember how close a call it could’ve been— remember that scene at the end of 2x14 when Barry goes back to Earth-2 and finds Harry caught by Zoom, and luckily Harry has a tranq on hand and stabs Zoom with it so they can get away? What if Zoom saw the tranq and stopped Harry before he could hit him? And ofc he’s faster than Barry at this point, so since Barry can only defend himself so much; Zoom kidnaps them both. There’s a couple whumpy ways Zoom can make sure Barry can’t escape this time so that’s fun (recapture my most beloved), and ofc now that Jesse’s rescued, Harry’s gonna need some new motivation to remake the device capable of stealing Barry’s speed… And he does care about Barry at this point doesn’t he… I wonder where this could possibly be going…

Whenever someone gets kidnapped in this show, my brain likes to go “…but what if it was Barry,” so ofc this leads me to 2x18, and Zoom kidnapping Barry either instead of, or along with, Caitlin. The latter would be similar to my idea in the beginning of this post, but with a different location and, potentially, different reason for said kidnapping (at least on Barry’s end). As for instead of, well there’s a variety of options for that one, but I’m not gonna get into them.

Ok so I know I talked about this already since I talked about Trophy— but the concept of Zoom imprisoning Barry after the race is too good and deserves a separate mention. “After I beat Barry in the race and prove that I’m the fastest man alive on any earth, he’s gonna rot in a cage just like the one Jay’s in now.” I mean how can one hear that and NOT be immediately overwhelmed with whump potential???? It’s so versatile too! I’ve done my thing ofc but one could take this in SO many different places. Ex. an au where Zoom’s plan wasn’t to destroy the multiverse, and because of that Earth-2 is still around so Barry can be imprisoned alongside Jay (the real one). There’s ✨endless✨ possibilities.

I have absolutely NO idea how this would go down, but the fact that Zoom could catch up to season 5 Barry will always haunt me, and there’s interesting potential for what could’ve happened if he successfully pulled Barry out of the time tunnel in that episode (5x08).