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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Choose_Not_To_Use_Archive_Warnings, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      DCU, DCU_(Comics), Young_Justice_(Cartoon), Young_Justice_-_All_Media
      Types, Young_Justice_(Comics)
  Relationship:
      Dick_Grayson/Wally_West
  Character:
      Dick_Grayson, Wally_West, Roy_Harper, Barry_Allen
  Additional Tags:
      Explicit_Sexual_Content, Blow_Jobs, Hand_Jobs, Hero_Worship, dick/wally,
      Birdflash_-_Freeform, Wally_had_a_problem, Dick_helps_him_out, both_are
      happy_in_the_end, Plot_What_Plot/Porn_Without_Plot
  Series:
      Part 1 of Struck_By_Lightening
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-06-28 Completed: 2016-07-01 Chapters: 2/2 Words: 4846
****** Hidden In You ******
by Wordsyoucantaste
Summary
     Wally is still dealing with some of the side effects of being a
     teenager and a speedster all at once. But when it potentially puts
     his team mates at risk, he simply just doesn't know who to turn to
     for help. Luckily, Robin is such a great detective.
Notes
     Inspired by Justa14writer's "Wally's friends try to help even when he
     doesn't want it" and jaxink's "Rapid Response". Wally had a speedster
     problem and Dick, as Wally's best friend, takes it upon himself to
     help his buddy out.
     Birdflash smut and fluff. Might continue it too. Not sure. But
     seriously, go read the other two fictions, they're amazing!!!
***** Chapter 1 *****
Wrapping his arms around his lower waist, Wally struggled to keep himself in
check as that agonizing heat spread low within his stomach. His skin began to
collect a thin layer of sweat as he clenched his eyes shut for a second. Getit
together, Wally!
Opening his eyes again, he pushed off the ground, moving as quickly as he could
to help surround the extremely large group of escaped convicts. But just as he
had rounded up one, two, and now working on the third criminal, Wally trembled
again, his stomach churning into knots. His footing lost it's hold as he fell
forward, skidding to a stop across his belly, groaning loudly. Not the friction
I wanted he thought bitterly. 
Around him he could hear the array of noises that cluttered his mind; they were
all fighting without him. He could hear the grunts from Connor, the hissing
from Roy and Artemis' arrows, the soft explosions of whatever bat-gadget that
Dick so fondly liked to throw for the sake of things going "boom". They were
winning, they were doing what they did best and they were doing it without him
all because he let this... this... problem get in the way. Because he didn't
want to admit that it was an issue, that it wasn't a very real obsticle he had
to face. 
Desperate to not be a complete failure, Wally launched up again and began
searching for more baddies to take out. His two were hog tied, Supes and M'gann
had a small amount knocked unconcious, follow by Robin's fair share all
groaning and cursing about the obnoxious twit and his mocking laughter, while
Artemis and Roy had managed to group up the last of them in some sort of foam.
One man stood, but not for long when Roy launched a right hook and smiled as
the petty criminal (by their standards) went down too easily. 
Wally slid, dragging his foot behind him to slow down, frowning when he saw the
results. He had let his team mates down and it was obvious on his furrowed
brow, even through the tint of his goggles. He felt a hand smack against his
shoulder blade and he found a grinning Robin looking straight at him. "You
alright there, KF?"
"Fine." Wally all but spat, trying desperately to hide the subtle vibrations
that coarsed throug his body with desperate need. Robin failed to remove his
hand and Wally began to notice the heat singature the younger teen had left on
him through his uniform. 
"Dude, you sure? You haven't eaten that much pavement since you were like,
twelve..."
"Thanks for reminding me of my humiliating fuck up." Wally began to walk away,
not even bothering with the rest of the team. If for nothing at all, simply
because he couldn't bare to look any on of them in the eye and admit that his
carelessness had potentially put them all at risk. Sure, they had done fine
without him, and he was never one to think that they needed his help, but that
was the beauty of being apart of a team; they wanted his help. And he wanted to
give it to them. 
But this incessant need, this oddly misplaced desire had a habit of showing up
at the worst times. Barry warned him about it, right as Wally began to hit
puberty, explained that it was this sort of odd problem that had similar
effects on him the same as not eating a small feast fit for two before a
mission. Wally had proposed the idea that it might not be the same, that
because he was just a kid when that lightning struck him, very differently than
from when Barry had entered the same fate as an adult. "You're right," Barry
had said, smiling. "I just know that as an adult with my hormones relatively
under control, these fits sort of sneak up even on me. I just want you to, ya
know, be careful."
As Wally stepped through the censor into the mountain, he quickly pulled back
his cowl, running his fingers through his hair as he swore under his breath.
This wasn't the first time he had to deal with this, but he had hoped, seeing
as he was now almost eighteen years old and had his sexual urges fairly under
control, that he wouldn't have to deal with it anymore. It's not like when he
was thirteen, waking up with soaked boxers and a feverish sweat on his forehead
nearly every day. The unwanted fantasies, the poorly timed daydreams he'd have,
that had all been a thing of the past. 
Stomping and not even caring that he looked and sounded like a little brat, he
made his way through the room and down the hall, dropping the zipper to his
uniform down, finding that the neckline was beginning to suffocate him. He
heard the soft running footsteps behind him and did nothing to speed up. He was
in no mood and he managed to express that deliberately when a voice sounded.
"Hey, Wal..."
No response. Dick scrunched his face up, moving to quicken his pace in order to
keep up with Wally's determined strides. It was moments like this he was
thankful he caught up as far as height went between the two. A fact that half
the team fawned over and the other half held against him. He still recalled how
Roy shot a him a dirty glance and made some remark about how his newest growth
spurt left him not only taller but apparently more attractive. It was an idea
that Dick sneered at, knowing that Roy said it just to get under his skin. It
worked. "Wally..." Dick nearly whined when Wally didn't stop. 
He had only seen Kidflash in this kind of mood on rare occasions. Occasions
that often involved Wally getting the living shit beaten out of himself, his
power and strength being undermined, or that time when he attempted to kiss
Artemis and she hit him straight in the temple with her bow. Knowing that it
couldn't have been the latter, and Wally seemed to not be in bad condition,
Dick deduced that somehow, Wally felt unimportant to the team. And he could
totally understand why. Wally wasn't on his game tonight. Something was off.
Like he wasn't in control, he didn't know his footing, seemed distracted even.
He noticed that upon occasion, this was seemed to be happening more and more as
of late. 
"Come on, Wally. Talk to me."
"I'd rather not." It was progess, Dick noted. But not enough. 
Dick reached out for his best friend's hand and yanked the boy back with enough
leverage for that little trick to actually work. Wally groaned before biting
his lip brutally when another wave hit him, just as Dick reached up and peeled
his domino off his face and revealed his very concerned and blue eyes. Wally
hated that he found so much comfort in those eyes that showed nothing but love
for him. 
"Consider confiding these issues in your best friend. Someone other than
myself, Wally-" Barry had once told Wally, even though Wally had shrugged off
the advice, ready to go through his awkward and personal speedster problems
alone. But he wondered now, when Dick had expressed this sort of determined
worriedness about him, maybe he should say something. Mention it, like it's
nothing big, but then again, Dick would see through all that and recognize that
it was big enough to ruin Wally's concentration and put everyone at risk. 
And there it was, the reason he needed to tell Dick in the very least; keeping
this from his best friend would further the danger of the situation. "It's
personal, okay." He hoped that Dick would back off at that. It seemed that it
only interested the boy further. 
"Dude, you know me, I take my secrets to the grave." Wall stopped and saw the
promising smile on Robin's lips, not even really caring that they had somehow
made it all the way to Wally's own room, opened the door and stepped inside
without him noticing. His perception really was that off. 
Wally collapsed on his bed, stomach down, his nose burried into a pillow as he
began muttering everything, knowing full well that Dick couldn't understand a
single word. It was a habit that Wally had developed to give his filter time to
sort through the craziness in his overly worked mind when it came to these
sorts of things. A habit, Dick would admit, he truly hated. "You know I can't
hear you, you ass."
Wally muttered a small "I know", something that Dick actually could process,
and he felt that shudder take over his spine again when he felt the mattress
below him sink to his side, realizing that Dick was right next to him. A weight
shifted to his other side, and that's when Wally found himself wrong, yet
again. Dick was over him. Wally considered flipping over to face his now
daringly close friend, but decided against it. He'd much rather see how much
fabric softener he could inhale before he'd pass out from suffocating. 
"You know you can tell me anything. Seriously. You know me, I've never judged
you for anything."
"You made fun of me for a week when I admitted that I thought Roy was
attractive." Wally scoffed with a slight smile. Dick rolled his eyes. 
"Yeah? And your just about tortured me when you learned that I had the hots for
Babs. You even came up with a couple name, and it was not appreciated by the
way." Wally felt guilt over that one. He had never seen Dick become so
reclusive for months on end around Batgirl, and he knew that he was to blame
for that. Sometimes, he could be a real right prick and he reminded himself to
apologize for that one later. He would do it now, but now, he felt the heat of
Dick's breath looming by his ear. "It's also not appreciated that you'd keep
your little speedster problem to yourself for all these years."
Wally flipped over, against his better judgement, only to find that Dick's eyes
were lowered and narrowed and darkened and the swelter of his unexplained
desire found it's newest subject as it spread to his throat, making it
difficult for him to say something for once. "I... I didn't want... I mean..."
"It's not obvious if that's what you're wondering."
"Then how...?"
"You have increased metabolism. You eat about ten meals a day, sleep impossibly
long for someone your size... your senses, healing abilities, everything, it's
all heightened. It only makes sense that your sex drive would be too." Dick
stated matter of factly, as though he were explaining the motive of a suspect
to the Batman himself. 
Wally's cheeks flushed a furious shade of pink, his eyes suddenly finding the
comforter he lay on much more interesting than Dick who leaned in closer and
closer. "Dick, I..."
Wally lost his train of thought when he felt Dick's lips brush gingerly against
his own, slowly and tenderly. It was the sort of kiss that made Wally lose his
mind; perfectly chaste and yet, dripping with this sensual desire to be loved.
When Dick did it again, Wally couldn't stop himself. He reached up and pulled
the boy down quickly to his body, letting him sit in between his legs as he
pushed his tongue slowly into Dick's mouth. He savored the taste, the way Dick
seemed to taste like citrus and sage, and he moaned involentarily into their
heated kiss, not even caring when Dick smiled. 
The low rustle of Wally's zipper being lowered down to the bottom of his waist
caused Wally to push his hips up, his hands wrapping around the small of Dick's
back, forcing him downward to find that friction he needed. And when he found
some small abrasion, he took advantage to find a pace to grind against the
erection that was now very evident in Robin's pants. Warm hands splayed on his
stomach, reaching upward, tracing his skin when he felt the sudden lack of
contact against his mouth, ready to protest when teeth nibbled and gently
tugged at the skin just under his jaw. He arched upward, his hands falling from
Dick's still very dressed waist to the bedspread below him, gripping at the
fabric. "Oh god..."
Dick found the phrase odd coming from Wally's lips; the boy who put his faith
and trust in science, ignoring religion completely even in the most dire
situations. Even when he cursed, he always found a way to ignore any praise to
a "higher power", using the basics to make his point. It was a trait Dick found
endearing. Even now, when Wally's eyes rolled back, his teeth clamping down on
his bottom lip, and Dick hadn't even touched him yet. 
Grabbing at the yellow fabric that was Wally's upper-uniform, Dick pulled it
down, past his waist and knees, taking Wally's boxers with it, watching all the
clothing pile on top of matching red boots on the floor. Dick, not one to waste
any time, was back kissing Wally. But it was different. 
Where before it had this sort of gentle and amorous feel, now Dick's lips
spelled nothing but pure lust and eroticism. Wally began to see stars,
unbelieving that this could even be happening to him like this. Right now even,
when Dick's hand dipped past Wally's hip bones, wrapping aorund his length,
Wally couldn't believe it. Not when the raven haired hero had thumbed the tip
before pumping slowly, not once breaking his kisses. He was high, drunk off all
this, and he couldn't think. He had found his drug, something that his system
wouldn't burn through so quickly, and he found it in his best friend. 
And Wally would have no problem admitting that he was an addict when the kisses
ceased yet again, only to give way to the image of Dick licking up and around
the entirety of his cock before taking it in all the way to his mouth.
Vibrations surged through his body, his mind going numb as he felt nothing but
the sensation of the wet heat that came from his lover's mouth. "Dick, I..." He
what? He couldn't think about what he wanted to say. There was so much he could
say. He could tell him how good he was with his mouth. He could praise the
younger for the much needed attention, could make some obscene remarks about
how lovely his cheeks looked when Wally made eye contact with him, realizing
just how full he looked then and there. 
Instead, he said nothing and watched with haste as Dick lookded up at him
through thick dark lashes and he couldn't stop it. He wanted to warn him, but
he couldn't, not when his voice caught in the depth of his throat as every
muscle in his body clenched, coming much harder than he could anticipate. His
back arched up off the bed, his hands reaching down and clutching wantonly at
Dick's hair, causing the boy to moan loudly. 
When Wally dared to open his eyes again, he saw what he had done. And
he smiled. Dick's eyes were indistinct, the blue that Wally had found himself
in love with nearly gone as his still blush stained cheeks twitched, his
swollen lips now coated with Wally's orgasm and he looked down right dangerous.
Dick's lips twiched into a lopsided smirk, his tongue dipping out and cleaning
up the mess Wally had made before he crawled back up toward's Wally's face.
"Better?"
Wally didn't answer, just whined shamelessly when he realized he could taste
himself on Dick's lips as they kissed gently this time. When Dick pulled back
and stripped himself down to just his own underwear, Wally watched helplessly.
His slackened jaw signaled Dick to laugh. "Easy, Kid..." Dick slid back down
and found a spot, nestling in to Wally's heated body. 
Wally sighed, curling back into Dick's ready-to-sleep form. "Can't blame me.
You're kind of irresistable."
"You just now figured that out?" Wally rolled his eyes, shaking his head as he
tightened his grip around Dick's waist. Not long after, Wally heard the soft
and gentle breathing of Dick sleeping, leaving him alone to his thoughts. And
while he knew he had so much to contemplate, so much to think about now, he
couldn't bring himself to think anything other than just how lucky he was to
have someone like Dick Grayson.
***** Chapter 2 *****
Chapter Summary
     takes place a little while later (as in not the morning after the
     last chapter, but rather, a couple months later). More Wally/Dick
     Birdflash fluffy smut.
Chapter Notes
     something to note; over the course of the few months they had been
     donig this, they've never actually had sex together, just fooled
     around. I hope that's clear <3
Wally's favorite part of his weekends was watching the sun pull up over the
frame of his window as the light spilled and draped over the sleeping boy next
to him. He wondered just how many guys could say they were this lucky, but
quickly laughed at his fortune because this was different than just waking up
next to someone you love, because Dick was a lot more complicated than being
just a boyfriend or a friend with benefits or whatever. Truth was, Wally loved
waking up next to the warmth of Dick's skin, loved watching when the light
would paint his dark hair this lovely sun-kissed shade almost nearing a violet
and he felt confused because the sight was so sensual and yet, so chaste and
pure. Because like today, there were many nights where Dick simply just slept
next to Wally, dressed in his pajamas or sweats or whatever he felt like
wearing and there wasn't a desperate undertone of needing to fuck or be fucked.
It was just two friends, two kindred spirits that matched so perfectly and
Wally almost wondered if maybe this was what it was like to find true love, to
find a soulmate, someone who'd be there for him always and forever, no matter
what. And when he let his hand slide near Dick's face, pushing some hair that
away that had fallen in the younger's eyes, he blushed this sort color that
made Wally feel like a damn virgin again when Dick tilted his head foward, his
eyes opening slowly as he placed a small kiss on the inside of Wally's wrist.
"Didn't mean to wake you..." He never meant to wake Dick. For as much as Wally
needed to sleep, needed to rest and take random cat naps, Dick somehow gave him
a run for his money for that as well. And Wally wasn't one to disturb the
peaceful sleep that Dick seemed to slip in to everytime he was with Wally.
"That's what you said last week and we all know how that worked out." Dick
smirked. Although, some days, Wally could admit that he was guilty for being a
bit... intrustive, he knew didn't mind it one bit when he woke the poor boy up
by wrapping his mouth around the result of what he presumed was some very
erotic dreams. Probably about him too. 
"You liked it so shut up." Wally fell back down, snuggling up next to Dick who
had taken the leisure of digging through Wally's dresser and stole a t-shirt
that bore a Superman S on the front late last night, claiming he forgot to pack
an extra shirt. Wally called bullshit on the whole excuse, but didn't mind when
he saw just how fucking cute he looked. 
"You talk to much." Dick still hadn't opened his eyes again, had taken the
comfort of finding a spot again as he yanwed lightly. 
"So keep my mouth busy then..." Where did that come from? Surely, it was enough
to just be around Dick like this, and it wasn't like an episode was creeping up
on him, not like he needed to be with Dick (the only time he could bring
himself to be with the boy because honestly, both of them weren't interested in
a romantic relationship and Wally wasn't about to push their boundaries by
sexing his best friend up just for kicks). Still, Dick leaned in and brushes
his lips against Wally's until Wally pulled back, shaking his head. "Sorry, I'm
not having an episode or anything, guess i'm just in a particularly flirty
mood..."
This time, Dick sat up, ruffling his fingers through his thick hair before
smiling down at a now very confused Wally. "What does your episodes have to do
with kissing me?"
Wally's cheeks turned pink. "Well, I just..." Dick's lips crashed onto his
again and it was clear that while he wasn't having those urges before, he sure
as hell had them now when a subtle vibration shifted through his body and
lingered on his thighs. "Shit."
"I'm here for you, episode or not." The statment was strange to hear at first,
but Wally knew that Dick's intentioned were that since they had already crossed
that line, since it was out in the open between them that they were intensely
attracted to each other, that they were willing to satiate other non-power
related needs. Except Wally wasn't willing to do that. He couldn't bring
himself to ask Dick for any of that, even though the boy was more than willing.
"I know, I just..." Wally's words, which he had taken great care to filter
through and put together his thoughts properly (rather than babble mindlessly
like he usually tended to do), fell silent when Dick had climbed on top of him,
slipping in between his legs and continueing to press his lips against Wally's
before dipping down and kissing his exposed collar bone. 
The way the subtle warmth of sunlight poured in over them was enough to make
Wally dizzy, slowly falling in love with Dick's mouth every second he the
younger hero spent nipping and kissing at the sensitive skin on his stomach,
over his abs and down by his hip bones. Moments ago, he had been protesting
against this sort of attention, but now he grew desperate for it when Dick
pushed his hands inside of Wally's boxers, smiling softly when he made eye
contact with him. "God damn, this can't be comfortable for you." Dick's hand
exlored Wally's length, his thumb reaching up and tempting the nerves at the
tip as he bit his lip when Wally bucked his hips upward. "Relax, KF..." It
seemed like an oddly placed term of endearment, using such a casual and
friendly nickname. But the way his calling card sounded coming off of Dick's
lips like that made Wally consider the idea that he'd never be able to hear
Dick call him KF without blushing again. Because even though this wasn't hte
first time they had been doing this, and it certainly wasn't the first time
they used shorthand versions of their monikers, it was the first time that
Wally heard equal parts of both lust and affection in his tone and he swore he
could lose it just like that if Dick said it again. His body shook though,
desperate to do as Dick asked, trying to calm down. But it was tough when Dick
slid his hand up and down his shaft like that, twisting his fist and licking
his lip. 
"God Dick, please..." That urge pushed through him again, the slow burn hat lit
his skin on fire and the uncontrollable need to just fuck
something... anything. That kind of wanton desperation could only be satiated
by his Robin, he knew, and he found himself counting his blessings when he
heard Dick moan loudly. 
Too loudly. 
Wally dared to open his eyes and instantly regretted it, his pupils blowing out
as his cheeks flushed, the heat of his newest source of arrousal creeping up
his neck and behind his ears when he saw what caused such a beautiful noise to
come from his best friend. Dick had been working on himself. Working himself
open, his fingers under and behind him as he fucked himself back onto the bed,
his other hand that still had the girth of Wally not slowing one bit. "Fucking
Christ..." Wally let out to the sounds of Dick whinning. He knew he wouldn't
last much longer like this, and decided that he had enough, no longer caring
just what anyone would think. He pulled his boxers off completely, reaching up
with such speed that he didn't even know if he was using the sppedforce or not
as he pulled Dick forward, flipping him easily and smiling when Dick's mouth
hung open, his eyes filled with this hunger that Wally understood all too well.
He only hoped that Dick's appetite ran as deep as Wally's did when Wally picked
the teen up by his hips, pulling down his sweatpants and wrapped his legs
around his waist. Dick's blushed stained cheeks pushed up to meet the bottom of
his eyebrows when he clenched his eyes shut, groaning as Wally positioned
himself at Dick's entrance, wondering how the hell Dick had managed to prepare
himself, lube and all, without Wally ever noticing. He quickly blamed it on
being a bat and left it at that as he pushed in slowly... "I'm not made of
glass, Wally."
It was all the reassurance Wally needed when he thrust forward violently,
grinning like an idiot when Dick let out this mangled cry that Wally
was fucking positive his Uncle would hear. He didn't care; it's not like Barry
didn't know anyway. Hell, maybe the older speedster would be proud of Wally for
finding such a capable and willing lover in the greatest friend he could ever
ask for. Wally found this pace, it wasn't particularly fast but God, was
it rough and Dick began to let these small sobs out of his throat, not even
caring just how ridiculous he looked. 
"Fuck, you're fucking gorgeous..." Wally couldn't help but tell Dick that as he
hit his prostate over and over. 
"Wally!" Dick all but screamed, nearing so close to the orgasm he so
desperately needed that it almost hurt. And Wally knew this, and knew he was so
close himself. 
Rather than continue their current position, Wally, stopped (earning the
meanest and scariest glare Wally might have ever seen cross Dick's features),
wrapping his hands around the small of Dick's waist and falling backwards,
pulling Dick into his lap without ever pulling out. "Ah, fuck!" Dick griped,
rocking his hips as Wally shifted the raven to help meet him, pushing upwards
inside Dick. Wally watched in awe as Dick rode him mercilessly, felt the
scratching of fingernails on his shoulders that he was sure were bleeding now,
knowing he made the right choice. Because if Wally knew anything about Dick, it
was that he liked to do things on his terms, and god, he couldn't be the one to
deny Dick this, watching as the unmasked Robin brought himself closer and
closer to the edge. "Wally... Wal..." Dick was becoming incoherant, tears
begining to run down his face and Wally simply just couldn't think anymore,
just basked in the radiation that came from Dick. "Oh god... Kid...!"
Dick's voice was going and gone, his vocal chords strained as he cried out,
nearly sobbing when he spilled all over Wally's abs, just before Wally felt
himself fill Dick with his own orgasm. It felt like hours they had been doing
this, hours that they sat there, not moving, just breathing on each other,
holding each other, not caring about the mess they made or if they possibly
woke anyone in the Allen household up. Wally couldn't bring himself to move, to
remove Dick from his lap, but found himself growing dizzy when his stomach
grumbled. On his shoulder, he could feel Dick laughing. "I'm a millionare right
now."
Wally furrowed his brow. "Aren't you already by default? I don't get it, was
that some kind of joke?"
Dick peeled himself off of Wally's body, brushing his lips against Wally's
before shaking his head. "Don't worry, it was a bad one." Dick began to search
for his sweatpants again, but Wally decided that he'd rather notlet such a
crime happen. He much preffered Dick naked in any way possible, reaching out
and grabbing his wrist, he yanked Dick back into bed as the boy let out a small
yip before he crashed. 
Limbs entangled underneath the sheets, Wally pressed his nose against the
hollow of Dick's adam's apple before kissing it softly to the sounds of gentle
sighs. "Let's just stay here all day."
"Think Flash would have a problem?" Dick chuckled at the absurdity of the idea.
Wally shrugged. 
"Maybe. But it's still only seven in the morning. We can steal a few more hours
at least, can't we?" Wally begged as Dick tightened his grip, shifting a bit so
that his face was even with Wally's, arching his back and pressing his stomach
as close to Wally as he could, nodding. Wally dozed off quickly and Dick did
nothing but kiss the sweat that lingered along the redhead's hairline,
muttering sweet nothings and wondering what the hell he did to deserve all
this. 
 
 
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