( sara's still in the pseudo-amazement phase in regards to barry's abilities, thinking she'd have at least a few minutes to get her head on straight, but he's there at her door in a flash; luckily, her reflexes being what they are, she's up off the couch and wrenching the door open in about a heartbeat.
i won't, she doesn't have a chance to say, but she doesn't have to. it's evident in the way she allows him to pull her close, body flush against his, barry's lips kissing her hard.
it's easy to submit to this — a desire to let barry get out whatever pent up stuff he has inside of him, take it out on her, lose herself in someone else for a little while to keep her mind off of her own shit. a hand grabs at the back of his neck, fingers carding through the hair at the nape of his neck. there's a soft sound as his teeth catch her lip, a low groan, and she tugs him back into her apartment, lets the door slam behind them with a slam that's probably way too loud. )
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i won't, she doesn't have a chance to say, but she doesn't have to. it's evident in the way she allows him to pull her close, body flush against his, barry's lips kissing her hard.
it's easy to submit to this — a desire to let barry get out whatever pent up stuff he has inside of him, take it out on her, lose herself in someone else for a little while to keep her mind off of her own shit. a hand grabs at the back of his neck, fingers carding through the hair at the nape of his neck. there's a soft sound as his teeth catch her lip, a low groan, and she tugs him back into her apartment, lets the door slam behind them with a slam that's probably way too loud. )