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The best thing about having a speedster for a boyfriend? He has nearly unmatched stamina. The worst thing about having a speedster for a boyfriend? He has nearly unmatched stamina.

Wally looks up at you with a smirk, green eyes glinting with mischief. His lips, along with the entire upper half of his face, are coated in your . It drips down his chin and roll down his muscled chest.

“Cumming already?” He teases, “we haven’t even gotten to the good stuff yet.”

Your boyfriend barely seems phased by the fifteen minutes he just spent between your legs, but that’s not out of the ordinary. Most days, Wally could spend hours sucking you off if you’d let him.

You roll your eyes, legs trembling as you attempt to close them around his shoulders.

“Hey, I didn’t say we were done yet.” Wally pulls your legs apart, an ankle thrown over each shoulder.

He tugs down his boxers, letting his spring free. As usual, he’s eagerly dripping precum. Wally keeps his eyes on yours as he rubs his against your hole, letting the mixture of your juices and his spit act as lube. He lines his tip up with your entrance and lets it slip inside.

He almost whimpers as he bottoms out, the sheer heat and tightness of your ass overwhelming for him. No matter how many times he’s been in this position, no matter how many times he’s fucked you, it always amazes him how well you take him. How well you just mold to his .

“God,” he groans, filling you completely, “you take me so well.”

You’re practically folded in half with your legs over his shoulders and his body leaning over yours. He’s so deep inside of you that you feel him with every breath

Wally starts moving, taking up that familiar fast pace you’re so used to. He bottoms out with every thrust, pulling out just as you register how the head of his hits that spot inside of you. You reach out desperately, gripping at his hair to give yourself a sense of control as he drills your poor ass.

He presses a hand down on your stomach, his other arm keeping him propped up. His muscles flex with every thrust, abs clenching and biceps bending. His green eyes have darkened, that familiar shade of jade being drowned out by his desire.

He slows down, opting for harder and deeper thrusts that have the headboard slamming against the wall each time. Your body moves with the bed, his bullying into your walls. You squeeze your eyes shut, letting the waves of pleasure roll over you. You at the same time as Wally, his hips stuttering as he tries to bury himself as deep as possible within you.

You desperately grip at his forearms, nails digging into the soft skin. Wally whines as he cums, painting your insides white in thick, long bursts.

He smiles down at you, attempting to catch his breath. “Still hanging in there babe?”