Struck Twice ♡ Barry Allen/The Flash

Maybe We Went A Little Too Far

WARNING
LOTS OF UH--KISSING
NO SMUTT BUT LOTS OF KISSING
P.S. this chapter is more of a fill in.

"W-What?" I ask.

In that very moment of 1.7 seconds, I realized something.

Barry was never going to give up. He was never gonna stop trying. He was never gonna not be in my life. And I realized something else. I was in denial. I was denying my passionate feelings for him. I was denying the fact that I was slowly falling. And I was falling hard!

Barry's eyes that were melted into mine had now shattered, realizing what he just said. And he began to panic. But mainly looked hurt. Which broke me. He moved farther from me on the couch and shook his head fast. As if he were trying to shake it off. Barry began to babble about how sorry he was. But this time, it was my turn to surprise him.

So I leaped on him, with me towering over him. He watched in utter shock as I lowered myself on him. We both stayed in that position for a while. Our breathing became heavy, so we tried calming down. Mainly me, because I was scared for what I was about to do.

Some of my curls fell in my face. I raised my hand to move them, but Barry did so for me and held my lifted hand. Gazing into my eyes. He held my hand tightly in his, as if he were scared I'd let go or pull away.

Our eyes locked on each others. But he broke it when his eyes lowered slighly to my parted lips. I couldn't help but look at his. They were also slightly parted, like they were begging me. His lips were like wine, and I wanted to get drunk. But my deep thoughts were interuppted when Barry suddenly flipped us. Using his speed so I couldn't stop him.

He grabbed my other hand and held both with one. Then pinned them down on the couch. And without warning, he crashed his lips with mine. They were just as I remembered. They molded perfectly with mine.

This probably sounds like the most cheesiest girliest thing ever, but sparks flew. And my stomach was swarming with butterflies. Along with my now heavy eyelids as I melted into him. Barry's grip on my wrist loosened and I took this as an oppertunity to move them and place them underneath his shirt.

He gasped in shock for a second before kissing me harder and longer. My hands slid lower until they reached the bottom of his shirt. So I tugged on it, slightly. Hinting him to take it off. Almost immediately his shirt was thrown on the floor. I felt him grin against my lips. So I couldn't help but grin too.

I wanted to tease him, to make him mad but not too mad. So I pushed him off me, which believe it or not was pretty hard considering he didn't want to stop. Then looked up to him as he stared at me in hurt and shock that I stopped.

"Did I finish my dare?" I teased, smirking. He growled at me.

"You stopped for that?" He asked annoyed before crawling back on me. But I pushed him back to see him get mad again. Because Mad Barry=Hot Barry.

"You didn't answer the question." I said, making a tsk tsk tsk sound. He shook his head at me.

"No you didn't. So as punishment-" he said before using his speed to pick me up, "you will be my guest for tonight." He grinned from ear to ear. Then dropped me onto his bed. I watched in shock...no, shock couldn't describe how bewildered I was by Barry. Since when did he grow some balls?

I opened my mouth to talk, but stopped, noticing Barry taking off his joggers and throwing it on the floor. I couldn't even comprehend what was happening. I closed my eyes for a second only to open them again and have Barry pinning me down. He began to trail wet kisses down my neck. But I loved this feeling. I loved the happiness Barry sparked within me.