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It had been nearly half a cycle since the first time Barry and Sid had kissed. Not that he was keeping track, of course. Well, maybe he was, but it was hard not to when he got a live-action replay of the events nearly every night when the rest of the crew tucked themselves in for sleep. As The Wurst settled into silence for the night, the spectacular droid, Sundry Sidney, his girlfriend(?) would skate across the hall, falling right into his arms like it was one of those movies Professor Barry used to show them sometimes. It was routine, and wonderful, and most of all it was Sid, the only thing he really cared about in those moments.
There had been a lot of hesitant nights at first, starting from that very first kiss many Malton units ago. After waking up from another nightmare, the repeated memories of his dead brothers, he abandoned his bed to take a walk, finding his way to the gunner station. Sitting in the dim lighting, Sidney sat staring out at the stars, perched on a little bench facing out towards the galaxy. Quietly padding across the floor towards her, Barry had taken a seat, and it only took once glance for Sid to see how shaken he was. Her hand came to rest against his cheek, feeling the claminess from his terror-induced sweating, and something in his stomach just compelled him to kiss her.
After that, things had never quite been the same. Every time it was at all possible they would sneak kisses, which at first were gentle and tender, an exploration of each other and what they were getting into. When he laid his hands on Sidney’s hips or cheek or neck it was the most reverent touch, so feather-light it was almost unnoticeable. As strong as he knew Sid was, he was also terrified of hurting her or doing something wrong.
Soft kisses beneath the dim twinkle of the stars in the galaxy progressed into heavier makeouts, both of them finally gaining some confidence in their actions and emotions, beginning to learn what the other liked. Barry knew how Sid liked when he picked her up, grabbing her by the thighs and pressing her up against the cold metal walls of The Wurst as he kissed her. She would tangle her fingers in his hair, tugging just enough to send little shocks down his spine. He knew that Sid had a particular weak point below her jawline, a place where her wiring came close to the surface, and when he nipped against it she would practically short-circuit. He wanted to know everything there was to know about her body, whatever that entailed, because he wanted to make Sid feel like the most special girl in the world.
Things progressed to a new level one night after a particularly rough battle, and the two of them were letting off steam in a very heated makeout session in the gunner station. Sid had straddled his lap, her arms slung around Barry’s neck as his lips trailed down the perfect curve of her jaw. Once again, he found that sensitive little spot on her skin, and when he placed a kiss over the area, Sid contorted in a way she hadn’t before. Her hips rolled down against his, searching for friction as she let out the most beautiful sound he had ever heard, a soft moan of his name rolling across her lips. From that moment on, he had been completely hooked.
It was all hot and heavy from there, their secret times at night growing more heated, makeouts that left Barry panting to take in air and his hair mussed from Sid’s roaming hands. As much as that delicious friction had felt so good, it seemed to have made both of them a tad nervous. Barry couldn’t exactly speak for Sid, but he had never been truly sexually active. Sure, at a certain point he had learned about jerking off, and that was great and all, but there hadn’t been a time or person that aligned with him wanting to have sex. He hadn’t even kissed anyone before Sidney came along, and having sex felt like something he could truly screw up with her.
Sid had plenty of programming due one of her preset abilities as a companion droid, but she was pretty adamantly opposed to relying on them. Offhandedly, she had mentioned that when they kissed she forced that part of her protocol away, wanting to experience everything like a real, conscious being, to be able to focus on her own pleasures and sensations. So, maybe that meant she wouldn’t rely on them if things progressed that far, which made them both clueless. Nothing had gone farther than that one night, but there were more than enough times where Barry had to “take care of himself” once Sid skated off for the night.
And now, with all of those experiences under his belt (no pun intended), it made every day impossible, trying to pretend as if he wasn’t lost in Sidney’s eyes or staring longingly at her as she took her shots. In his head, Riva teased him for acting like a lovesick puppy, but it felt impossible to be any other way. It’s like Sid was the center of the galaxy and he just circled around her, so fully caught in her orbit that he could never just leave.
On this particular day, they had been wrapped up in another series of crime and drama, fleeing Onolo Dos at top speeds, trying desperately to fend off what could only reasonably be called space pirates. Their glass encased ship sliced through space like it was water, their laser weaponry replaced with some horrifically damaging electric cannonballs that rattled the entirety of The Wurst, the lights flickering on and off around them, sirens blaring loudly alerting them of the fractures in the hull. The gunner channel was alight with screaming, arguments about whether or not they should return what the space pirates so badly wanted: one of their crew members, who they hadn’t even been trying to obtain. Whoever this space sailor was, he had chained himself to the crate of weapons they were recovering, and rather than wasting any time, they had taken the two as a package deal. Now, they all questioned if it had really been worth it.
Barry glanced over at Sid, her teeth gritted as she unloaded an entire clip onto the pirate ship, which as it proclaimed on its side was named Death’s Eclipse. It seemed that no matter how many bullets they unloaded into the ship, it barely took a dent, charging forward at a speed much faster than theirs. Both of them were shooting with quantity over quality in mind, hoping to do as much damage as they could rather than aim for weak points, because it didn’t seem as though Death’s Eclipse had many.
“Gunnie, we really need those equations done! There’s no chance we’re beating these guys, we need to get the hell out of here!” Barry yelled into the gunner channel of their coms, unloading another round of bullets to little success.
“Just one more minute, there’s only one more equation! Where are we jumping to?” Gunnie cried back, frantically scribbling out numbers and inputting them into the ship’s navigation system.
“Who gives a shit, let’s go!” Margaret shrieked.
In that moment, FTL travel boosted into action, and with a dizzying sonic boom they zipped through time and space, reappearing in an empty, peaceful stretch of the galaxy. Seeing no enemies anywhere in sight, Barry collapsed back into his chair, removing his sunglasses and wiping the sweat from his forehead.
“Holy hell, that was a close one,” he murmured, partly to himself and partly to Sid, who had already abandoned her station. She looked angry in a way she hadn’t before, her brow deeply furrowed and arms crossed over her chest with intense frustration. It wasn’t unusual for her to get miffed or annoyed, but something about her read as truly enraged this time. “Sid, what’s wrong? Are you alright?” Barry reached out a hand to lay gently on her shoulder, but she had quickly turned on her heel and began to skate down the hall.
“I’m gonna give that guy a piece of my mind, and make sure he doesn’t have any way to communicate with those pirates. The last thing we need is a repeat of that, especially if I can’t hit any of my shots,” she growled, although on her last words there was a tinge of shame in her voice. Barry understood how it was, that it could feel like failing your team to not do as much damage as you could, but that fight was unwinnable. It would take insane precision and weapons they didn’t have to take out those guys. As he tried to rationalize all these thoughts into words, Sid was already around the corner, and he jogged to catch up with her on her furious march.
The crew met up in the lower decks, where this space pirate had been heavily chained to the crate, to the detriment of him and The Wurst. The Princeps Zortch had been watching over this member of Death’s Eclipse, who claimed he went by the name “Big Jones the Fearless,” which was quite a claim to make about himself. Still, it seemed to be at least partly true, as this hulking figure of a man, at least as tall as Barry, sat strapped to this crate, completely solemn and accepting his fate. He was a stout man, not muscular exactly, but strong in the way that he had lifted many heavy items and put in a lot of physical labor.
Off to the side, the crew bickered about the best course of action, if there was something morally wrong about killing this guy even though he would surely get them all killed by reporting their location if they freed him. They could abandon him on a random planet, but that would set them off track from where they needed to be and still might give away precious information. Finally, Sid chimed in, stepping forward into the group.
“I want to interrogate him. He might know something important about why they want this crate of weapons so badly and if they may have connections to a higher entity who needed them. This guy could know a lot,” she whispered aggressively, her brow furrowing deeply.
“Sid, no offense, but that guy looks like he isn’t really budging. This whole ship was about to explode and he was sitting like a rock, I don’t know if any amount of interrogation tactics are gonna get information from him,” Margaret murmured apologetically, placing a hand on the droid’s shoulder.
“Just let me try. What’s the worst that can happen? We’re gonna shoot him into space or abandon him a million miles away from here no matter what, why not try to learn something?” Sid shook Marge’s hand away, and Barry stepped forward, his hand coming to rest reassuringly on the small of Sid’s back. This time, she didn’t move away from the comforting touch, and instead stepped closer to Barry’s side, letting his large form serve like a shield for her.
Barry shot a look at the rest of the crew over Sidney’s shoulder, hoping to convey that she was clearly a little upset by her performance and wanted to redeem herself. “C’mon guys, Sid is a tough lady. If anyone can do this, it’ll be her.”
Margaret bit her lip before letting out a small sigh, nodding. “Okay, you can have a shot at it. But we can’t keep him around too long, who knows if they have some kind of tracker on him that’ll lead them right back to us.”
Sid beamed, clapping her hands in the best approximation that she could, giving Barry a little wink as the rest of the group turned away. Maybe it was a fruitless venture, but at least it made her happy, and any useful information that came from it was just a lucky side effect.
It took the work of the whole crew to pry Big Jones away from the crate, a series of psychic work and blunt force trauma to the head finally knocking him out long enough to drag his body to the escape pod and re-bind him to a chair. Sid skated to the escape pod with Barry and Margaret in tow, the two of them there for a combination of moral support and protection. Barry had refused to leave Sid alone in the room with this guy, terrified he would pull some secret weapon that they hadn’t managed to scrounge off of his body, and he didn’t think he could live with knowing that the love of his life- no, the girl he was making out with that he really liked- got hurt under his watch.
Margaret stood on the other side of the door to the escape pod, keeping her comms device close in case Barry or Sid needed to signal that anything was wrong. Big Jones was beginning to stir, a bit disoriented and clearly trying to place where he was and how he ended up in this place.
“I got your back Sid, just be careful.” Barry grabbed the droid’s hand and gave it a soft squeeze before stepping a few feet back, maintaining a stoic position to give the full impression that he was a terrifying bodyguard ready to protect his crew with his life, which was the truth. Sid shot him a wink and took a seat across from the space pirate, crossing her legs and waiting for him to fully acclimate to his surroundings.
Groaning and righting himself, Big Jones the Fearless finally seemed to recognize his current situation, and growled out “Whatever it is ye want from me, you’ve got no chance of gettin’ it. I die with my ship and its secrets.”
In the moments that the interaction started, Sundry Sidney transformed in a way that Barry had never seen, adopting this perfect yet nonchalant posture, admiring the perfectly painted fingernails that lay on her hand with a sly smile on her face. While from the outside she looked purely devilish and confident, he could see the hint of mischief in her eye.
“Don’t worry, honey, we don’t really need much from you. Your crew has already given us the basic information, it’s more if you just wanna bargain any sort of knowledge for your life. If you don’t have anything to say, we can gladly toss you out the airlock and call it an evening. I’ve certainly got better things to do, ain’t that right Barry?” Sid tossed him a blinding smile that warmed his cheeks, and he nodded despite the flustered thoughts that were taking over his mind. God, Sid looked really good when she was acting like this.
Big Jones let out an unconvinced laugh, raising an eyebrow at the droid in front of him. “Sure they did. They need me, and I’ll be getting back to them in no time.”
Sensing that the chair he was bound to wasnt the sturdiest, Jones stood while still attached to it, hoping to break free in some way. His plan was clearly poorly thought out, as he didn’t consider how strong Sid truly was. It was everyone’s greatest weakness when they met her, assuming that she was less capable or strong just because she also happened to be the prettiest lady in the galaxy.
Sid had seen his movement before Jones himself had even thought of it, and she cut him off immediately. Quick as lightning, she stood and slammed her foot down on the seat of the chair, dangerously close to the pirate’s crotch, forcing it back down onto all four legs. Grabbing the back of his head, she slammed it down against her knee, possibly breaking his nose from the way it began to gush blood. Big Jones screamed, unable to hold his face as it bled.
“Sit down.” Sid dropped her leg back down, although she maintained her stance over the man, her stance forcing him to stay seated. “Be humble, Mister Fearless. You really think they care that much about you? You’re expendable. If they cared that much you wouldn’t be here.”
The pirate continued to wail in pain, and Sid backhanded him with her weapon arm, clocking him hard with a solid chunk of steel. “Pull it together. I can do this all night, but you can’t, so I would start talking.” She slapped him with her regular hand this time, which still would hurt considerably, Barry could imagine, but not nearly as much as the cannon on her other limb.
As intimidating and possibly attractive as Sid looked at this moment, she didn’t seem to be getting anywhere. Big Jones just continued to bawl, squirming but unable to move too much in the state he was in. For a moment, Sundry Sidney took a step back, reassessing the situation in silence before resuming her interrogation. She grabbed Jones by his long hair, yanking it back so she could lean in close and whisper to him. It was so quiet even Barry couldn’t hear what she was saying, but he watched as the man’s face contorted into horror, fear, and shock all intermingling in that moment.
“Okay, okay, I’ll tell ye! I don’t know that much, I wasn’t kept in the loop with all the information, but I know why they had the weapons. They were selling the weapons to undercover UFTP workers on Onolo Dos, they had a meetup scheduled to pass them over in exchange for some kind of information. It’s all important because these weapons don’t have any way of being tracked, and missing the meeting with the UFTP workers could get everyone on the ship killed if they thought they were getting screwed over. Please don’t kill me!” Jones begged as he spilled his guts completely, his words nearly blending together as he rushed to reveal everything he knew.
Sid grinned, dropping her grip on his hair and stepping back towards Barry. “Now, that wasn’t so hard, was it? We appreciate your cooperation. We’ll let the Captain decide what to do with you.” She turned on her skates and left the room, Barry immediately following after her, still partially in shock with the attitude she had displayed and the fact that Big Jones had actually revealed anything. As they sealed the door to the escape pod, Margaret hurried off to tell the rest of the crew what had occurred, this new information greatly impacting whether they wanted to hold onto this package or send it flying into the oblivion of space.
“C’mon, we can deal with that later. I have other plans,” Sid grabbed Barry’s hand, tugging him towards the gunner station with a sly smile. She was seemingly still high off her power trip, and he wasn’t mad one bit. God, she was so insanely hot, especially when she got into a rare mood like this, so powerful and confident like she knew she was the greatest thing in the universe.
Sid yanked him into the station, shoving him down into the nearest chair and immediately straddling him. His arms wound around her waist, pulling her in as close as he could be, looking deep into her glowing green eye with pure reverence.
“That was insane, Sid. You kicked his ass before I even got to move. You didn’t need me in there, you could’ve taken him in any fight,” Barry praised, one hand sliding down from her waist to her thigh, just the size of it wrapping around her outer leg, his thumb gently caressing over her metallic skin.
Her cheeks flushed slightly and, slightly lost for words, she closed the gap between their lips, pressing hard into the kiss between the two of them. There was no hesitation in their movements, everything working in perfect synchronicity, as if they had done this a million times. It was by far the most aggressively and passionately they had kissed, but Barry didn’t mind, and it seemed to him that Sid didn’t either.
After a moment he had to pull away to catch his breath, but he wouldn’t let it stop him from keeping his hands and mouth off of her, his lips leaving a hot trail of kisses along her jaw and down the exposed column of her neck. “You looked so good in there,” he murmured breathlessly against her skin, both of his hands now slipping beneath the hem of her skirt, caressing her bare skin. “It was so hot how you just took over, I can’t stop thinking about it,” he moaned softly, lightly nipping at the curve of her clavicle, her metallic skin heating up against his lips.
His words sent a shiver down Sid’s spine, and she allowed her head to fall back slightly, letting his affection and praise wash over her warmly. Whether it was intentional or not, all the sensations had her body reacting a million different ways, and she couldn’t help the way she rocked her hips down against his, desperate for more of his touch. It seemed to occur to the both of them simultaneously, as Sid grinded her hips down against him and he kissed all over her chest, that he had grown hard in his pants, and it was quite noticeable.
Barry instantly pulled back, his eyes wide and face flushing an even darker red as he realized how embarrassingly erect he was over just some making out and dirty thoughts. He stood up, setting Sidney back down in the chair and taking a few steps away, running his hand through his hair nervously. “I- I am so sorry, Sid, I didn’t mean- I don’t wanna make you uncomfortable, or take things too fast,” he stumbled over his words, his blush creeping down his neck as he tried to look anywhere but at him.
“Barry, it’s okay,” she reassured softly, quickly walking over to him, placing her hand on his bicep.
“I just, I’ve never done anything like this, and I really like you and you’re my best friend but you’re also so beautiful and hot and I don’t want to get a boner every time you sit on my lap but it’s really hard not to when you look like that-“
“Barry,” she cut him off sternly, grabbing his jaw in her hand, leveling his gaze to look at her. “It’s okay. I like you too. That’s why I want to do this every night. I put on all that little show with the interrogation for you. I want you to think I’m hot, and I want to… do human stuff. I wanna touch you and have you touch me, and I wanna feel good,” Sid smiled, gently running her thumb over his bottom lip. “When we kiss like that, I feel so good I can hardly control myself, and I like that.”
Barry took a deep breath, placing his hand over hers and giving it a gentle squeeze. “I like that too. I feel the same way. I feel out of control, but like in the good way, like anything could happen.” He brought her hand up to his lips, giving her knuckles a soft kiss and smiling. “I want to do more with you, if you want that. I trust you.” I love you. The implication was there, in his tone and in his eyes, but he couldn’t bring himself to say it.
“I want that. I do. I’m my own woman, and I want to have sex, and make out with you, and do whatever else we want. I wanna experience everything there is to experience, and I want to feel emotions that they didn’t even program me to have. I want you to be the one who makes me feel like that.” Sid stood up on her toes and kissed him again, a quick peck, reaffirming her words.
“Let’s pick up where we left off. Did you really think it was hot when I got all bossy?” She teased, although it was clear she really wanted an answer to the query. Her hand slid back to the nape of his neck, tangling in his hair and giving it a light tug in the way that she knew had elicited a moan from him before.
The noise that slipped past his lips was more of a whimper as his hands came to rest on her hips, trying not to dig his hands into her as the sensation sent shivers through his body. “Yeah, I really liked it. I love when you’re all powerful like that, I just wanna let you take over and do whatever you want with me,” he whined out, the words tumbling from his lips without a second thought. When he realized what he had said and what that possibly revealed about him his embarrassment grew, but he chose to keep his mouth shut, looking down at the little smirk on Sid’s face.
She was equally as flushed, but with more of a knowing look on her face, more confident knowing how much Barry wanted her. Grabbing the front of his shirt, she dragged him along as she took a few steps backwards, falling back into the chair they had started this entire debacle in. Keeping her firm grip on his clothes, she yanked him down to his knees, and Barry complied with no resistance, letting himself be pulled down at her feet.
“You’d let me do anything I want?” she murmured softly, letting her hand trail up from his chest to his throat, delicately wrapping around his neck.
Nodding immediately, his mouth went dry but he managed to sputter out “Yes, anything. Please, Sid, I wanna worship you. I’ll be good for you, I promise.” He was embarrassed with himself for how easily the words came out and how pathetic he sounded, but in the pit of his stomach he knew it was true, and her hand around his throat only confirmed that.
“Then do it. Worship me, since you asked so politely.” All Sid could do was sit there with that sly smile, lounging back and waiting for Barry to make the first move. He felt frozen but also so incredibly turned on, and it was more than evident that his erection had returned after their brief interlude. As he slowly moved closer and placed his hands on her knees, she suddenly raised a foot and pressed her skate against his chest, holding him back. “Wait. Take your shirt off,” she grinned, biting down on her bottom lip. It seems that even she wasn’t immune to the charms of wanting to see the person you found attractive in less clothes than they usually wore, and she eyed him up expectantly.
Barry didn’t hesitate, choosing to unclasp all his armor and set it aside, leaving him in the all-black ensemble that he wore beneath the protective gear. As sexily as he could manage, he yanked his shirt over his head and threw it aside, now only in his tight-fitting tactical pants, which did little to hide how hard he was. Sid had dropped her foot from his chest, and was now watching him like a predator, chewing on her lip and letting her eyes rake over every inch of him. The hunger with which she looked at him gave a burst of confidence and sent even more heat through his body, that warmth building of knowing that you’re wanted and desired.
Grabbing the legs of the chair, Barry yanked them forward, pulling Sid suddenly closer as he slotted between her legs. His nervousness began to disintegrate as his brain reminded him that this was just Sid, and they were both horribly inexperienced, and she liked him just as much as he liked her. His arm slid beneath her knee, slipping her leg over his shoulder as he began to place a series of feather-light kisses along her inner thigh. His hand kept a firm grip on her leg, holding her in place, his thumb grazing over her skin as a calming gesture.
Sidney sucked in a quiet breath as he first laid his lips on her, the heel of her skate digging into his back as she locked him into place. Her hand slid down to thread through his hair, her nails gently scratching at his scalp in a way that raised goosebumps along his arms. Every part of him was kept in a tight grip by her as his lips traveled higher and higher, shaky breaths sounding out above him, as though the droid was trying to repress the noises this was eliciting.
Barry pulled back and she immediately whined, her head snapping back up from where it had fallen back in pleasure. “I wanna hear you,” he murmured, teasingly grazing his fingers down her inner thigh, a shy smile on his lips. “Please. You sound so good, Sid.”
She nodded wordlessly, her cheeks tinted bright pink at all of this new stimulation combined with his words and her thoughts. He leaned back down, repeating the same process on her other thigh. The sounds Sidney let slip were melodic, the quietest little moans and whimpers of his name as her hips jerked ever so slightly, desperate for any sort of touch she could get.
And all Barry could think was: wow. She was the most beautiful person he had ever seen. It would be impossible to forget the way she looked in this moment, her body like a work of art as her skirt bunched around her hips, so much bare skin on display, her neck vulnerable as her head tilted back, just taking in everything he was doing to her. He reached up and placed his hand on the back of her neck, pulling her down into a kiss that was the most heated it had ever been, a clash of lips and tongue and teeth, but they were both grinning like maniacs through it.
Detaching his lips from hers, he reconnected them to her chest, placing wet, open-mouthed kisses across her bare chest, left exposed by her low-cut top. His hands worked to unbuckle her toolbelt, setting it aside, before his fingers unraveled the lacing of the corset down the front of her dress. As he fumbled with the ribbon that held the corset together he stopped his affection, getting frustrated by the material not cooperating with his much larger hands. Sid laughed and pulled it over her head entirely, leaving her entire upper half nude. Barry realized in that moment that of course she wouldn’t have to wear a bra, everything about her just looked naturally that good. And wow, did she look good.
His hands slid up to skim over her hips and the plane of her stomach before landing on her breasts, which he cupped with a reverence perhaps too much even for this scenario. The sheer size of his hands engulfed her chest, but he wouldn’t rest until he touched every inch of her. Sid was flushing red all over, getting flustered the more things progressed and clothing was abandoned.
“No one has ever really seen me like this,” she whispered, her hands reaching down to cup his cheeks and redirect his attention towards her eyes. Well, one hand, and one gun cupped his face, and he didn’t flinch in the slightest. “I know I’m kind of built for this, but I’m also kind of not,” she gestured with her weapon arm, pursing her lips. “I hope I’m okay for you, is all,” she finished her thought so quietly that it was almost inaudible, but Barry heard it nonetheless, and his heart sank.
“Sid, you are the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen. You are the most perfect thing in the world, and I didn’t know I could want all these things before I met you. There is no one I would rather be here with, doing this with, for the first time.” Barry brushed her long hair away from her face, tucking it behind her ears with a gentle smile. “But if you don’t want to do this, we don’t have to.” He pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, pulling her in close to his chest.
Pressed together, so open in their nakedness, it was the most human either of them had ever felt. For Barry, it made him feel unique, like his own person, his own man, taking care of someone he loved. For Sidney, she felt alive, a cocktail of emotions roiling inside of her in a ball of nervous-flustered-excited-horny energy that was unlike anything she had ever been programmed for. Right then, they weren’t a clone of the Barry Battalion and a Sundry Sidney android, they were just Barry and Sid, and that was more than enough.
“I want it, I do,” Sid replied quietly after a moment, wrapping her arms around Barry’s neck and sinking down to the floor, curling into his chest. “I just don’t want to mess it up. I want it to all be perfect the first time, and what if it isn’t? I don’t like doing things wrong.”
Barry ran a hand down her back, his fingertips lightly tracing the divet that ran between her shoulder blades along her spine. “You wouldn’t mess anything up. I’m nervous too, okay? But if we don’t get everything right the first time, that’s okay. It’ll be good because it’s us.” He nuzzled his head into the crook of her neck, placing a soft kiss against her skin. “We don’t have to go all the way. If you want, I can just… I can go down on you, if that’s okay?” The words sounded foreign coming out of his mouth, but he meant it, and wanted to go down on Sid so badly it was insane. He certainly had for a while now, although this may not have been exactly how he pictured it.
Sidney let out a little chuckle and paused to think before nodding, tilting his head back up to look at her. “Yeah, I want that. I really want that.” The thought seemed to bring her more out of the self-conscious headspace, and she allowed her hand to drag down his chest, feeling up the muscles that she had been very desperately thinking about for a while. “God, you’re so hot,” she murmured, pushing him back onto his ass so she could straddle him once again. His erection pressed noticeably up against her, but this time she didn’t shy away, she fully leaned into her power, grinding her hips down with a smirk.
Barry let out a choked moan, caught off guard by her actions but certainly not opposed. “Sid, fuck- I, um, kinda had this idea, and maybe it’ll help you feel more comfortable too, but what if you,” he gulped, trying to maintain some composure as Sidney mercilessly rolled her hips against his hard cock, her arms looped around his neck so she could release all her moans into his ear. “What if you, y’know, sat on my face? So you can kind of have control and guide me so I know what feels good,” he proposed, as if this wasn’t a very self-serving way to have Sid ride his face and crush him with her thighs.
Sid’s eye lit up, and she stood immediately to shimmy out of her skirt and underwear, standing completely naked over Barry. He was in a bit of shock, taking her all in with wide eyes, but he didn't get too much time to stare. She pushed her rollerskate into his chest, sending him down onto his back with a slight grunt. Not wasting any time, she sat down on top of his pecs, giving him a nervous look.
“Are you sure you’re okay with this?” she asked softly, biting on her bottom lip. Barry opened his mouth to answer, but realized that no matter how many times he reassured Sid, she was still going to doubt his true affection for her. The only real way was to show her. Looping his arms around her thighs, he tugged her forward to be resting on his face, letting his mouth drop open. She let out a soft gasp, her hands reaching down to grasp onto his hair, unprepared for how amazing it felt for just his hot breath to reach her cunt. Clenching unconsciously, she still hovered over him, scared to put her full weight down on him. After all, she was made entirely of metal, what if she crushed him?
Barry made his opinion on the matter clear as he yanked her down to be fully seated on his lips, letting his tongue reach out to run along her slit. She shuddered, her hips jerking slightly, which only led to a chain reaction of pleasure every time she moved. Putting aside her anxieties, she let her hips roll the same way they did when she sat on Barry’s lap, and holy shit, it was heavenly. She clenched tightly to his hair as she bucked her hips, pressing down against him even harder as the pleasure grew.
“Oh my god, Barry, oh god,” she whimpered, her thighs trembling as the sensations came in quick and heavy waves, the feeling only getting stronger and deeper the more she continued. Encouraged by her moans, he tightened his grip on her legs, guiding the stuttering movements of her hips as she spasmed. His cock was straining hard against his pants, every single sound Sid released feeding his arousal.
The tension in Sidney’s lower stomach grew, becoming almost unbearable, and she cried out as she sped up, allowing the wave of her orgasm to crash over her. Her body shook, her thighs clamped down around his head, and Barry continued the movements of his tongue until she moved away. Rolling off of him, Sid looked flabbergasted, pupil blown wide and chest heaving as she tried to regain some semblance of sanity after such a mind-blowing experience. Barry sat up beside her, licking his lips with a wide grin, quite honestly feeling pretty proud of himself.
Reaching over, he cupped her cheek and turned her head so he could gently kiss her, sensually but a little messy in the haze. After a moment of recovery, she glanced down to notice his straining erection, so clearly noticeable, and an enticing smirk overtook her face. Sid had quickly regained the dominant persona from a bit earlier, and it only made it harder for Barry to keep his composure
“You were so good, Barry. That was amazing,” she purred quietly, reaching over to place a hand on his clothed cock. His length twitched, his hips jumping slightly to meet the touch.
“Yeah?” he whispered out in a purely pathetic, needy way, unable to control the tone his voice took on. He could hear the way he sounded, but he didn’t even care, because he needed her so badly. If she stopped here, he would respect it, because after all this was brand new territory, but he so badly wanted her to touch him even more. Her movements were slightly hesitant, a bit unsure, but his dark, blown out doe eyes looked at her with such a need and encouragement that she didn’t want to stop.
“Yeah, baby, you were. I’ve never felt that good in my entire life.” She swung her leg back over his lap, sitting back a little further on his thighs as she stroked his cock over his pants. “I wanna do something for you too, if you want that. To say thank you for making me feel so good. Do you want me to get you off?”
Barry felt almost in shock, his entire body tingling with this anticipation, every nerve ending in his body alight with pleasure. With every stroke he let out the softest moan, his hands clenched into fists, pressing down into the cold floor to ground himself. “Yeah, yes, I do. Please, please touch me Sid. I need it. I need you.”
She ran her free hand up his chest, feeling the sheen of sweat on his taut abs and pecs. “So polite. I can't say no when you ask so nicely,” she cooed, leaning in to give him a chaste kiss. As she pulled back, he chased after her lips, so desperate for more in whatever way she would give it to him. At the same moment, her hand slid below the waistband of his pants, pulling them down to let his cock spring forth.
Sid knew she shouldn’t be surprised at the size of him, considering how strong and broad he already was, but his length was certainly no exception. Barry hissed out a soft breath as his skin hit the cool air, letting his head fall back slightly. Sidney took this opportunity to press her lips to his neck, nipping at the skin as she wrapped her hand firmly around his cock. She bit in bruising marks along his beautiful skin, making sure they were visible and deeply colored in shades of red and violet. Gathering a bit of his generous pre-cum on her hand, she used it as lube to begin stroking him, which caused Barry to all but collapse.
“Thank you, thank you Sid,” he moaned out, body trembling with the exertion of holding out for so long. At the rate things were going, his own orgasm would come much sooner than he wanted. Yet, still, he couldn’t help but to thrust his hips up into Sidney’s fist, letting out the most pathetic little whimpers as he built closer and closer to his edge. Sid didn’t relent in the slightest, continuing at this pace that had every muscle in his body clenching delightfully.
“Big Barry Syx, moaning like such a pretty boy,” she murmured into his ear, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. “Imagine if everyone else heard you like this. Not so scary like this, hm? So pliable when I have my hands on you.”
Every filthy word made Barry tremble, and he barely had time to consider where Sid learned to speak like this as his orgasm approached at an extremely rapid rate.
“Sid, Sid, I’m gonna- please, let me,” he whimpered, grabbing onto her free arm in a plea not to stop.
“You better ask me nicely,” she teased, slowing down the pace of her strokes just a little bit.
“I- I can’t, I can’t say it,” he whined, clamping down on her arm even tighter, his eyes clenching shut. His whole body was flushed, but an even darker blush overtook his face as he tried to imagine the thought of having to ask for this orgasm.
Sid abruptly stopped the movement of her hand, keeping it wrapped tightly around the base of his cock.
“Ask me, Barry,” she commanded, in a way that wasn’t stern so much as stating the simple fact that he had to do this if he wanted to reach his climax.
His free hand scrambled for purchase on the smooth floor, so desperately close to his edge without getting there. It was right there, he needed this, he needed it so bad-
“Please, Sid, please can I cum?” he mewled, looking at her with pure wildness in his eyes. Smirking, she picked up her movements again, leaning forward to bite at his neck as he finally came.
In all the years of his existence, all the times he had jerked off, he had never felt anything like this before. His vision whited out, all sound left the room, his body felt like it was on fire in the most glorious way, and most of all this relief washed over him as if it was the first time he had ever relaxed. Sidney kept stroking until he collapsed backwards, his hot skin feeling amazing against the cool floor. Panting, he let his eyes open and stared up at the ceiling, trying to make sure that this moment was real.
Sid appeared over him, brushing away the strands of hair clinging to his sweaty forehead.
“Are you alright?” she questioned softly, her voice so much gentler than before, although tinged with a bit of actual concern.
“Never been better,” he breathed out, a wide grin stretching across his face as he reached up to cup her cheek. Their lips met sloppily but lovingly, both of them smiling like maniacs.
“Thank you,” she whispered against his lips, beaming down at him as she sprawled across his chest. “It was perfect. You made me feel like the most beautiful droid in the world.”
“You’re the most beautiful anything in the world, Sid. Droid, human, brain slug, whatever. You’re perfect.” Softly tucking her bangs behind her ear, Barry ran his fingertips along the seam between the two metal plates that connected her face and her jaw. It was hardly visible, but feeling those little hidden connections made him feel like he knew her better than anyone in the world.
“Shut up,” she whispered shyly, rolling off of him to lay beside him. Naked, they laid there together, their hands intertwined as they cooled down and processed their day.
“Barry?” Sid asked quietly after a moment, her voice echoing in the wide room.
“Yeah?”
“Will you be my boyfriend?”
“I thought you’d never ask.”