"We can't speed through everything, Flash," Derek murmurs against the head of his cock, grinning up at him before opening his mouth wide and letting Barry's cock slide across his tongue. He closes his lips around it only when it nudges the back of his throat, and he lets out a hungry moan as his other hand travels along Barry's chest, over his nipples and along his collarbones.

Maybe he wants to drive Barry a little crazy. Derek bobs his head up and down slowly, draping his arm across Barry's hips to pin them down to the pillows while he blows him. A low growl escapes him, sending vibrations around Barry's cock as he pushes down deeper, relaxing his throat and swallowing. Bitter flavor bursts across his tongue, and he growls again. He practically woke up craving the weight of Barry's cock on his tongue, and now that he has it, he wants to make it last.