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The bedsprings creaked slightly, the muscles of Leonard's forearms standing out in firm definition as he fucked her at an achingly slow pace. It was good, but nowhere near enough. Iris lifted her hips up to meet him, chasing the friction she needed so badly, but Len’s hands cuffed her wrists and pinned them to the pillow on either side of her head, using his weight against her to keep her from squirming. All she could do was take what he gave her, this slow drag back and forth that only made her crave more. A frustrated sound escaped her, and Leonard leaned in to kiss her again, silencing her protests.
A frustrated sound escaped her, and Len leaned in to kiss her again, silencing her protests.
“Shhh,” Len breathed. “You’ll wake Barry.”
A familiar voice, thick with sleep, said, “It’s a little late for that.”
In which Len and Iris kind of suck at the whole "staying quiet" thing.