Author's note: This story takes place during Season 2 of The Flash.
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Apparently Iris West had a type. She like them smart, funny and pretty but most of all they had to be cops. And also specifically her father's partners. Or at least that would be what everyone would say after they found out about her and Patty Spivot, when the truth was she hadn't exactly planned this.
It just kind of happened. One minute they had been talking to try and distract themselves from being kidnapped by the latest psycho targeting the Flash, next Iris was asking Patty if she wanted to get a drink.
She had only meant as friends and she had been sure she had been straight at the time, but one thing had led to another, and she ended up in Patty's bed doing things she thought she would only ever secretly dream about.
Initially that caused Iris to freak out and she had sneaked out of Patty's bed and then apartment before her father's partner woke up.
Now she really regretted that decision, because not only did things get really awkward between them, and herself and her father, ever since then, but because after a lot of soul-searching Iris realised that she really liked Patty, and what she could remember of their night together. So she confronted Patty and asked her out.
Patty was hesitant to accept at first, but Iris assured her that if her father could accept Eddie and still work with him there was no justifiable reason that this should be any different.
So they had gone on their first official date, quickly followed by their second. Those dates had been very casual, simply getting coffee and talking with barely a peck on the lips at the end of the night, Patty being a perfect gentlewoman and not even suggesting anything else.
Tonight, their third date, had been a little different. They had both made more of an effort to dress up, Iris severely tempted to immediately take Patty home when she saw her in her dress so she could tear it off and do wonderfully wicked things to her.
Now Iris wanted to do that even more now they were at Patty's door after a wonderful dinner, and now she thought she knew this woman even more/felt closer to her Iris was determined to do just that.
"So, would you like to come in for coffee?" Patty offered after a long pause once they reached the door. Then her eyes widened and she quickly added, "I, I mean just coffee. I don't expect anything from you, I just-"
Before Patty could ramble even more Iris stepped forward and cut her off with a deep kiss. She then broke it, pressed her forehead against Patty's and whispered, "I don't want coffee, but I want to come in."
"Oh." Patty squeaked.
Worried she was being too forward Iris asked, "Is that okay?"
Patty smiled, "More than okay."
"Good." Iris smiled back, before kissing Patty again.
Luckily the hallway was deserted so there was no one to see the two of them spend a couple of minutes making out before Patty switched their positions and after a few failed attempts to unlock the door without breaking their kiss.
They then almost tripped over several times as they made their way into the apartment, locked the door behind them and made their way to Patty's bedroom.
Of course Patty did most of this, but Iris contributed, if only by pausing the make out session to kiss the other girl's neck and thus allowing Patty to concentrate on what she was doing for a couple of seconds.
Just in case when they reached her bedroom Patty broke the kiss and asked, "Just so we're clear, you wanted to come in for sex, right?"
Giggling at the other girl's nervousness, Iris replied, "Of course."
"Great." Patty said, blushing slightly, "That's great. That's really, really-."
"Patty, shut up and kiss me." Iris ordered.
Patty smiled widely and happily obey that order. It was something she was used too. Well, not the kissing part. The whole thing taking orders thing.
Not that she was unfamiliar with kissing, it was just that... she was rambling in her own head again. Dammit. She needed to concentrate. And not just on the kissing, but taking off Iris's clothes.
Which wasn't exactly easy when they were still kissing, but they had made it this far and now she had rock-solid verbal consent Patty was eager to lose the clothes so they could get to the really fun part.
Thankfully Iris agreed, not only helping Patty strip her but then returning the favour, meaning in a matter of a few short minutes they were both naked and on the bed.
For the most part they continued making out throughout, only really pausing during the removal of their tops and shoes, and continued for several minutes once they reached the bed. Then, after going back and forth for a little bit, Patty rolled on top of Iris, broke the lip lock and kissing the other woman's neck.
She also sucked and gently nipped the soft flesh she found there before going lower, kissing her way down Iris's body and up her right breast to take a nipple into her mouth and gently do everything she'd just done to the neck of her friend and maybe/hopefully her future girlfriend.
As from what she could remember of their first time together Patty had rushed this part so she did her best to draw this out as much as possible, not just darting her head back and forth between Iris's boobs but slowly kissing her way from one, to the other, and back again.
She even kissed the surrounding flesh. She also just gently sucked those cute little nipples at first, waiting several minutes to add her tongue into the equation, and still only circling the sensitive bundle of nerves gently.
Of course she gradually increased the force of her licking and sucking, which in turn increase the volume of the moans consistently coming out of Iris's mouth.
When Patty finally dug her teeth lightly into Iris's left nipple the reporter cried out, "Lower! Ooooooooooh Gooooooooodddddddddd, mmmmmmmmm, please Patty, lower. Mmmmmmmm, I want you to fuck me! Ohhhhhhhhhh God yes, fuck me with your mouth. Oh yes! That's it, ooooooooohhhhhhhhh, lower!"
Happy to oblige Patty slowly made her way down Iris's body as the other girl spread her legs widely for her, allowing Patty to settle in between them and admire her prize.
