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rubiehart · 2 months

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cockwarming bestfriend jayj would just be so ughhhhhhhhhh. you’re both a little past the point of tipsy, having slipped away together from the kegger back to the chateau, legs tangled together in the hammock as you watch jj slowly inhale the joint he still managed to roll pretty well even in his intoxicated state. his eyes flutter closed as he sucks in the smoke and reaches over to place it between your fingers as he blows it out, too focused on the way the smoke clouds his face and then disappears, blue eyes trained on your figure, raking up your bare legs and ending on your face.

you blink away the thought and bring the joint to your lips and inhale deeply, looking into his eyes as your hold the smoke in your mouth, not too sure what this eye contact meant from his end but you knew exactly why you were doing it, the reason evident as you feel your cotton panties dampen a little, choosing to ignore it as he reaches his arms up behind his head and groans, stretching his legs out and his foot nudges your leg to get your attention.

you rip your eyes away from his for a second, your high clearly taking over your actions, grinning at jj as he knits his brows together, a little smirk laying on his rubied lips, tonguing the little cut on his bottom lip as he watches your frame. you pass him the joint and he takes another long hit, coughing a little when you start crawling up his body, situating yourself on his lap. he reaches one hand to hold your waist as his eyes widen. “oh- hey, watch’a doin?” you just smile and giggle as you reach down to capture his lips in a kiss.

he groans into your mouth and releases the smoke he’d been holding. you start to slowly grind on him, little whines of pleasure leaving your lips as he winds his tongue with yours, kissing you back as desperately as you. pulling away for a second and using his thumb to wipe away a string of saliva from your lip while you look at him all big eyed. “jayj..” you whisper before he nods, as you fumble with the buttons of his cargo shorts, pushing them down his thighs until his boxers are exposed, flicking your eyes up to see his dilated pupils and parted lips, the joint still between his ring-clad fingers.

he brings it to your lips as you pull down his boxers, his rock hard cock standing up, his mushroom tip leaking precum. he groans, eyes widening when he sees you unbutton your tiny denim shorts you’d been teasing him with all night, slipping them down your legs to reveal your little cotton panties, biting your lip and looking up at him whilst slipping them to the side, the weed seemed to give you some new found confidence, and maybe the way jj was looking at you “jesus fuckin’ christ..” he mumbles at the sight of your glistening cunt in the moonlight, prepping your hands on his chest, lifting yourself up.

“hey, hey, hey. a-are you sure?” he asks, panicked at your sudden confidence as you nod eagerly. “are you?” you giggle, still hovering over his cock. “fuck yeah.” he grins as you finally sink down, hissing at the stretch, his eyes transfixed on your face the whole time, your tiny pussy stretching around his dick making him groan, your face comforting and whining when he’s about halfway in, him grasping both hands to your hips after putting the blunt out on the bark and dropping it to the dirt. “shhh.. you got it, yeah?” you nod slowly, teeth sinking into your lip as your resist the pain, stroking your hip with his thumb softly. “good, goooood girl. there ya’ go.” the praise sliding off his tongue so casually making you clench around him. finally getting to the hilt and he lets out a huff.

“feel so fuckin’ good..” he whimpers, as you roll your hips a little to get used to the feeling making him let out a pornographic groan. “you’re so big..” you whisper, leaning down to rest your head in the crook of his neck, feeling the stubble on his chin against your forehead as he breathes deeply. “keep talkin’ like that and i’ll fuckin’ bust.” he whispers into your hair making you giggle a little, leaving a little love bite on his neck and he reaches down to cup your ass, kneeding the fat of it in his palms as you roll your hips gently, making him suck in a breath. “fuck..you’re gonna kill me baby.”

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rafesaddiction · 5 months

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The tight end (or: Football Lessons) – Rafe Cameron x Reader

Summary: You need to study for your exams and Rafe wants to watch the football game with his friends. Studying is boring and you need a little help from the boys. Rafe is not pleased.

Warnings: mdni! – heavy smut, spanking, rough sex, p in v, semi-public sex (they can hear you), fingering (they sure can see that), possessiveness, kinda size kink cause rafe is big, bratty!reader, grumpy!rafe, dom!rafe, mean!rafe, amused!barry, curious!kelce, i-can't-with-this!topper

Word count: 1.5k

Tagging @dream-pink , @dope-trope-105 since this is most definitely Rafe Cameron smut. Enjoy!

a/n This is none of the stuff I said I was working on, just something short to indulge myself. Something light and fun. It kinda takes place in the same “universe” as Hole Practice, but it's not part 2. Comments, reblogs and likes are more than welcome. They keep me from going insane. Go Panthers!

“Gonna get myself another beer,” Rafe groaned as he lifted himself of the la-z-boy.

“Might need something stronger to suffer through this shit show.”

He looked at Barry who had made the comment and was pointing at the tv screen with his beer bottle.

On the screen the Panthers were literally fucked up the ass. And they deserved it as they delivered their worst performance ever. This game really sucked. Rafe hadn't bet any money, but he took it kinda personal when his favorite team performed this shitty. It totally ruined his mood. To be fair, it didn’t take much to ruin Rafe's mood, but this was like in the top 20 of mood-ruining events. And this was supposed to be a nice relaxing evening, watching the game with his friends. Yeah, Barry was now officially one of his friends and none of Rafe's kook friends ever doubted his status – if they had, that would totally have ruined Rafe's mood.

“While you're at it, pretty boy, fetch me another one too,” Barry shook his half-empty bottle and grinned at Rafe, who had stopped on his way to leave the living room.

“Anything else I can do for you?” Rafe said in a sarcastic tone, frowning.

“You have some of these tiny snack bites? Diced cheese with a toothpick?”

Rafe shot Barry a deathly glare, who just chuckled.

“Uhm, I'd like another beer, please,” Topper's voice came from the left and Rafe's head spun around, making the blond shrink into the couch and mumble some sort of apology. Next to him, Kelce snickered.

Frowning, clenching his jaws, Rafe went to the kitchen – without killing one of his friends, yet.

Still frowning, Rafe rummaged through the fridge to get four bottles of beer. There were actually some cheese bits, which he left there, but he took a bag of chips out of the pantry, and returned to the living room.

And stopped in the doorway, almost dropping the beer at the sight of you sitting on the armrest of Barry's la-z-boy. You had your back to Rafe and were obviously engaged in some very intense conversation with Barry. You had drawn up your legs and were kinda kneeling sideways on the armrest. You wore one of Rafe's t-shirts, too big for you, but barely covering your ass. Your legs were naked – apart from the cat paw socks you wore.

“What are you doing here?”

You were not supposed to be here. You were supposed to be upstairs, studying for your upcoming exam. You were definitely not supposed to be cuddling up to Barry.

Rafe was fuming as you craned your head back to him and gazed at him with innocent eyes.

When you saw him, a sweet smile appeared on your face.

“Hi, Rafey.” Rafe flinched at the hideous nickname, but you continued speaking. “I was looking for you. I needed some help with opening a water bottle and Barry was so nice to help me.”

Barry sat up, looking at Rafe, winking at him and showing said water bottle.

“Always a pleasure to help a damsel in distress,” he said, his gold tooth showing as he grinned at Rafe whose face had turned red by now, his features tensed up, his nostrils flaring.

“And now he’s telling me all about the tight end.”

You smiled.

Barry grinned.

Kelce snickered.

Topper choked.

Rafe growled.

“Upstairs. Now.”

“But –” you turned towards Rafe, your feet dangling from the armrest, you looked up at him, pouting.

“Now!” Rafe barked and you flinched.

Having put the bottles and chips on the coffee table, Rafe walked up to you, grabbed you, threw you over his shoulder and carried you with him, despite your squealing protests.

Rafe sat you down on the kitchen island. You looked at him, with big eyes and sulky lips. His hands rested on either side of you.

“The fuck were you doing? I specifically told you not to come downstairs!”

He glared at you through narrowed eyes, tilting his head to the side.

You lowered your gaze, your fingers playing with the hem of the shirt you were wearing.

“I was bored,” you admitted in a soft voice. Then you looked up, just with your eyes, meeting his.

“Please don't be mad at me,” you nibbled on your bottom lip, effectively directing his gaze. Then your lips parted, you breathed out and he saw the corners of your mouth twitch. “Rafey…”

He let out an angry growl, grabbed you, flipped you around and you squealed as your chest was pressed down on the hard surface of the kitchen island. Rafe shoved up your t-shirt and his hand hit your butt, only covered by your pink lace panties.

“Don't. Ever. Call. Me. That. Again!” Rafe growled between gritted teeth and each word was accompanied by a slap on your ass.

You cried out, then tried to muffle your cries and whimpers by covering your mouth with both your hands, as Rafe gave your ass a very thorough spanking. He didn't care that your whining and crying could surely be heard in the living room as he hadn't bothered to close any of the doors.

One hand holding you down as you tried to wriggle your way out, while his other hand mercilessly slapped your ass and thighs, leaving marks in the form of his hand print.

His palm started burning and your skin must have felt as if in flames by now.

He was panting heavily behind you, his eyes on your ass as he pulled down your panties. He noticed the soaking wet stain and his hard cock twitched inside his pants.

You were a whimpering mess, your body trembling and only focused on the burning sensation his hand had caused, or you would have noticed what he was up to and you would surely have complained that you were still too sore from when Rafe had fucked you under the shower this morning.

You cried out as he pushed his hard cock into your tight pussy. He growled as he felt your walls clamping around him. He gave your already sore ass another slap, then started thrusting into you in a relentless rhythm, deep and hard, punishing you by using your body to satisfy his own needs. Your cries turned into whimpering sounds as he gave you what your body so desperately craved for.

Whatever you tried to say came out as a whining noise. His name was the only intelligible word you were able to utter.

“Rafe,” you cried.

“Rafe,” you moaned.

“Rafe,” you begged.

He grabbed the back of your neck, pulled you up, made you turn your head and his lips met yours in a fervent kiss, devouring and bruising. He felt you clench so hard around him and moaning into his mouth as you came around him. Pushing your trembling chest flush against the surface, he fucked you through that orgasm, savoring your heated body's uncontrolled convulsing, your shameless moaning and enjoying knowing that he did this to you, that he was the only one who made you feel this way.

Rafe came with a groan, his cock buried up to the hilt inside your soaking pussy, filling you with his hot cum. He felt how you tensed up at the sensation and your walls clenched, milking him.

When he pulled out, you whimpered.

“Shhh…” He caressed your back as he cleaned you with a kitchen towel and put your panties back on.

Rafe cradled you into his arms and carried you back to the living room.

Barry chuckled, but didn't say a word as Rafe shot him a menacing glance.

Rafe reclined in his chair and you cuddled up to him, burying your face at his heaving chest. You were still trembling, your legs drawn up to your own chest and you were clinging to Rafe, when he caressed your back with one hand, the other hand holding a beer bottle as he focused on the screen again where the Panthers had somehow managed to turn the game around.

Rafe's hand trailed along your thigh and you flinched. You pressed your mouth against his chest and he heard you whimper as his fingers brushed over the sore skin. And not only he could hear your little whining sounds has he grabbed your ass.

Barry looked at you from the corner of his eyes and then grinned at Rafe, slightly shaking his head, lifting his bottle to drink.

Kelce licked his lips as his eyes moved over your body.

Topper stared at the tv screen, clutching his bottle so hard, his knuckles turned white.

Rafe’s hand shoved your shirt up, rubbed over your bruised cheek. His fingertips pushed your panties to the side and slid between your folds, eliciting a sweet mewling sound from your lips.

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siddhigirls · 2 months

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carnival

pairing: stepbro!rafe cameron x afab!reader

she ride dick like a carnival

bend her over havin’ flashbacks

she gon eat me up like a carnivore

“rafe shut up”

“but think about it y/n. if you win this game you can do anything you want, but if i win, ill do whatever i want too” he pleaded as you set his ps5 controller on the leather couch you’re sitting on, “anything?” you smirked, “i want 100 dollars” you firmly said “what- okay fine.” he said getting on the couch turning on rocket league, you both were going against each other and you were quite good hence the reason why he made this bet. your parents left the house indicating you guys were alone for the night but you weren’t really paying attention, you really wanted that 100.

“no fucking way” you whispered under your breath after he got the last score “yes!” he yelled, he set the controller down and turning the tv off and looking at you with dark eyes, “okay so rafe what do you want, a massage? money?” you said defeated, “i want you” he says laying back on the couch, taking off his boxers watching his hard cock hit his stomach, you looked at him with wide eyes, you would’ve never thought that you and rafe would ever do such a thing. “rafe we can’t do that..” embarrassed, looking away from his huge cock but shamefully feeling yourself get wet at the tension in the room. “who cares i’ve been wanting and craving you for months, look at me.” grabbing your face forcing you to look at him, his shirt was now off, his body glistening from the soft lamp in the corner of his room. you got in between his knees spitting on his dick and slowly stroking it while looking into his eyes.

rafe was more than excited, he’s been wanting you for so long, countless nights where his dick was painfully hard after “playfighting” with him, he imagined and hoped this day to come, watching your pretty lips wrap around his dick, constantly cumming in your mouth while watching your eye makeup run down your cheeks.

after teasing him for a bit you finally put his entire length into his mouth which shocks him because no girl has ever done that for him. “fuck y/n.” moaning while grabbing your hair and putting it behind your head watching your pretty face swallow his cock. spit was now all over your face, running down your neck, your head bopping up and down. you both heard the front door open once again, you tried getting off his dick but he held your head and forced his dick further into your throat, “don’t fucking move.” he whispers as you nodded, you heard one of your parents knock on rafes door “rafe! we’re leaving officially now, where’s y/n?” you heard your mother say “she’s probably out with her friends now, i’ll tell her— you guys left..” rafe tries his hardest not to moan while you keep bopping your head up and down, you saw his balls tighten indicating that he was close to cumming. “okay bye honey” your mother says after walking away, hearing the door shut once again. “fucking christ you slut, you love sucking my cock while our parents were behind the door hm? fuck, keep going don’t stop” he moans seeing your mouth filling up with his seed, his seed now running down your neck as you keep pleasuring him with your mouth. “fucking christ.” rafe is shocked by the sight of you handling him.

you take your mouth off his dick making a popping sound, “get up i wanna feel your pussy” he sternly says as you get up, taking off your underwear, keeping your skirt on, rafe takes your buttoned up shirt, watching your heaving chest, you take off your bra as rafe watches your tits bounce, his hands immediately finding a way to squeeze them. he gives your left tit a firm slap as he pulls you by your waist on to his lap, “you fuckin like that huh? being thrown around like my little slut” he says as you snake your hand in between your body’s finding his dick, leading his dick to your already soaking pussy. “want you so bad..” you moan as you rub your clit with the head of his cock.

“look at you, you’re soaking. come on fuck yourself using your stepbros cock.” he whispers grabbing your neck as you slide down his cock, feeling bigger than intended, “fucking christ you’re so tight baby”

you let out pornographic loud moans while bouncing on his cock, your hand making its way to your clit rubbing the bundle of nerves. his hand squeezing your throat, making it harder to breathe. “come on baby soak this fucking cock.” he makes you stop, his hands making his way down your ass, grabbing it as he roughly thrusts into you. “yes yes baby, fucking give it to me fuck- fuck!” you yell, hearing his balls slap on to your skin, he gives your ass a firm squeeze and slaps it one time. “wanna cum in you, make me wanna fuck a baby into you..” he says as you clench around his dick indicating that you were close too. “baby i wanna cum on your big dick please let me cum” you moan “cum on your stepbros dick, fucking dirty whore.” he whispers into your hear as you create a white ring around his dick. feeling his seed shoot up your pussy “fuuuuuuck” he moans, taking his dick out of you making you feel empty.

watching his seed come out of your pussy as he pushes his 2 fingers forcing the cum to stay in you. “come on let’s go” he says while looking at you, putting his white shirt back on, “where are we going? you say trying to make your way to the bathroom, he grabs you from behind, whispering in your ear, “don’t you dare clean my cum out of you, put your panties back on and walk around with my cum dripping out of you, like the dirty whore you are”

“we’re going on a date.”

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obxsprincess · 3 months

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drug dealer!barry x reader x toxic!rafe

“she lets you do this often man?” rafe snickers — watching you on all fours, sprawled over barrys bed. his greedy eyes trail over your tits, and your pretty features as you face him. legs wide and dripping in your glossy arousal as barry kneels behind you. the same smirk plastered on his face, mirroring the man in-front of you. “whenever she’s looking for some strong shit, yea’” you squeak a moan as you feel barry press agaisnt you. a metal laced sound invades your ears before you feel the hard pressure agaisnt your ass — his thick cock slips between your sopping folds. lubricating his dick in your sweet wetness.

“fuck, glad I came today for my coke. look at you princess, paying for your shit by letting your drug dealer fuck you,” a sound between a gasp and a moan escapes you as rafes hand curls around you chin, tilting you to look up at him.

how you got here you had no idea, what started as your usual ‘payment’ ended with the kook king now standing infront of you with his god forsaken grin, and the prominent bulge in his pants making your pretty head spin.

and even more as barry’s cock grindes agaisnt your swollen clit, rubbing the needy pearl in ways that you biting you lip in desperation. “you fucking like this don’t ya? the rich little slut likes being fucked by two males do you baby,?” rafes dark chuckle made your cunt grind into barry in return, your eyes fluttering back as a groan escapes the male behind yous mouth. “auh! auh- y-yes”

“this gonna’ get you a big supply,” a sudden slap hits your ass, the pleasure of barrys cock agaisnt your clit and the pain making you numb in blissful filth — and yet rafe refused to let your eyes leave his.

“fuck her man. I wanna see the way little ms. goody two shoes pays for her drugs” before your eyes can widen at rafes words, barry grips your hips, positioning his tip agaisnt your dripping hole. “ain’t’ needa tell me twice,” you don’t even have time to gasp before barry’s thrusts into you — rutting, and stretching you with every fat inch. you silken walls clench around him, your eyes screwing shut. “god dammit, girl,” barrys ruts are anything but gentle — pulling out just to pump back into you. the pure roughness making you forget rafe was even there. until his grip tighened on your jaw. “little slut, feels good don’t it? look at her man. fuck, never thought I’d see you here sweetheart. eyes on me, pretty thing” if his drug dealers cock wasn’t moving inside of your pussy, which was gripping him like a fucking vice, you’d think rafes tone was affectionate. but there was nothing remotely romantic of this — not when your moans and mewls filled the room, the voices of the two males praising you as if you weren’t even there. it was so dirty — the pleasure that consumed your spinning head, and the way it felt so sinfully good.

the moment your eyes flustered open, the mere size of rafes dick made your pretty cunt clench around the cock rutting inside of you. it was red and leaking, and gliding right into your lips as if you were merely a drooling flesh light. the realization that rafes massive length and barrys thickness fucking you from the front and back made you feel so naughty — and yet in a filthy little cloud of ecstasy. “ya’ be a good slut, and then you’ll get your fucking drugs, yea?” the way they fucked you was merely for their own greedy pleasures — but in the very back of your pretty head you couldn’t help but want more.

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coryosbaby · 10 months

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Can you give me something with barry from obx x innocent!reader and she's like rafe's little Sister and he like tells rafe that she needs to stay with him until he gets ALL his money plsss girls I'm deprived of my word porn 😫 ( Add some smut pleaseeeeeeee )

Honey <🧡 >

Barry (Outer Banks)/reader

a/n: Barry is dark asf in this so if that’s not ur vibe u can request again 🫶🏻 but anyways he’s so hot + I’m picturing s3 Barry 🫦

Warning: slight dubcon, kidnapping, blackmail, mention of guns and drug use (reader gets high), slight age gap? But it’s not really important + the reader is of age // forced oral (m receiving), throatfucking, fingering, the word ‘bitch’ a lot, pussy slapping, p n v, dumbification, loss of virginity, sir kink, sub! Reader, dom! Barry

“Please let me go!”

Your voice is desperate, as Barry shoves you inside of his home. You almost trip over your Mary Jane platforms when your foot hits a step wrong, but Barry catches you with one of his strong arms and pulls you up.

“You know a deal’s a deal, sweet thing’.”

His voice has a slight southern drawl, and you squeak when he pushes you down onto the couch. “Now stay your ass right there.”

You don’t even know how you got into this situation. One minute you’re having drinks with a few friends from your private school, and then the next minute you’re getting dragged away by your brother’s drug dealer. You don’t know exactly what he means by deal. You had never made one with him.

You two had spoken a few times when he spent his time at the Cameron residence when everyone in your family besides you and Rafe were gone. Rafe, being the untrustworthy shit that he is, surprisingly doesn’t despise you like he does your other siblings. In fact, you’ve become his favorite and most important one.

But clearly not important enough, since he’s probably got you involved in his cocaine dealing stuff.

“Did Rafe…” you watch as Barry rummages around in his kitchen cabinets, clearly paying no mind as you speak. “Did Rafe make a deal with you? Or something? I-I have money, I have lot of it—“

“Thirty thousand?”

The number makes your eyebrows raise in surprise. Thirty thousand dollars.. for coke? A“few lines”, as Rafe had called it. Yeah right.

“I-I don’t—“

“Well until then, I’d advise you to keep that stupid little mouth shut.”

His demand scares you, a bit. In fact, this whole situation does. Barry had always been nice to you. Maybe a bit too nice, if anyone from outside the two of you saw the situation (Rafe certainly did). But regardless, you don’t know what’s going to happen if your brother doesn’t get that money.

Barry seems to finally find what he’s looking for inside a wooden drawer. When he pulls it out, it’s a gun.

Bile rises in your throat when you see the weapon, the safety off and, you assume, packed with bullets. He throws it down onto the table in front of you.

“See that?” He asks. You nod heavily, tears beginning to well in your eyes.

“Yes sir.”

You say it dumbly. You don’t know what else to say. Barry’s grin is wide when the words leave your lips.

“You try to run,” Barry starts. His tone shouldn’t be so tantalizing, but it is. “And I’ll use it. So don’t you fuckin’ dare.”

You nod, numb with fear. Barry picks up the gun and moves around the table to sit beside you. He’s exponentially close, his shoulder touching yours as he leans back against the fabric of the couch.

You don’t know what to do, really. What exactly are you supposed to do when your brother’s drug dealer is holding you for ransom? But you play with the hem of your skirt as Barry reaches into his pocket. He pulls out a bag of shiny white powder.

Your face scrunches up and you shiver. He uses his fingers to make a sloppy trail of cocaine on the hilt of the gun. You expect him to do the line he had created, but instead he just shrugs and stares at you for a moment with a glazed look.

“Why don’t you take some?“

You don’t think it’s a request. Your bottom lip catches in between your teeth. You sniffle.

“I don’t want to.”

“Cmon, now,” his tone is like honey but you can hear the threat. “Be a good girl.”

You look down at the drug, stark white against the metal of the shiny weapon and back to him, but you figure you have no choice. You just hope and pray that the addict gene didn’t make its way to you like it did Rafe as you press your nose against the gun. It’s right over Barry’s lap; if you weren’t so plagued with innocence, you would notice how close your face is to his aching prick as you peer over his lap. You jump when you feel the man’s hands twist themselves in your hair.

“Atta girl.”

The drug isn’t something you’re used to. You’re definitely not the type to drink, let alone do coke; but snorting it doesn’t seem as hard as you expected. Your brain is a little fuzzy once you lift your head up.

Barry puts the gun down on the table, and pours some more coke onto the glass in front of him. He snorts up a line, and lets out a low groan. And then he moves back and his hands move to your neck. He twists your strands of hair with two long fingers.

“You’re a pretty little thing, you know that?”

You flush. All the while your high begins to kick in, and you exhale shakily. Your thighs clench together, and you don’t really understand why. “T-Thank you..”

Barry chuckles. His lips are really close to your ear and you notice that he smells really nice. It’s making you a bit dizzy.

“Such good manners for such a good girl.” He praises. You gulp, the feeling of his hand suddenly on your leg making you jump. The man notices, and frowns. “Cmon now, sweetness. I don’t bite.”

“I’m sorry, sir.” You squeak out. He grins, his fingers inching up higher to ghost over the inner part of your thighs.

“Think we can keep ourselves a little busy before your brother gets here, don’t you think?”

You nod, dumbly, as his fingers ghost over your Cherry print panties underneath your skirt. It’s a new sensation; you’ve never been touched like this. You’ve heard it’s what people that are married do, people that love and care for each other. You don’t think this is how you’re supposed to do it.

“W-Wait, Barry—“

But it’s too late now, because his fingers are rubbing your clit in slow, soft circles. You let out a tiny moan, your legs automatically parting against your own will. You can feel an ache bubbling up in your core, your little button starting to throb.

“You’re so wet, goddamn.”

It comes out low and throaty, and when you look down at Barry’s hand you can see that he’s palming his cock through his basketball shorts. You don’t know why, exactly, but your mouth begins to water as you watch the outline of him through the fabric.

“W-Wet?”

Barry breathes out a laugh at your innocence, giving a teasing flick to the bud by thumping it with his thumb and forefinger. You squirm, a small noise of pleasure rippling out of you.

“You’re cunt, darlin’.” He says. “It’s wet. Happens when you start thinking about dirty things.”

You frown as your wetness drips on his hand. “‘M not… ‘m not dirty! I swear!”

“I think you’re lyin’ to me… I think you are.“ His fingertip teasingly ghosts over your hole. “— but that’s okay. I like dirty girls.”

His middle finger sinks inside you to the hilt. You gasp, the sensation making your hips lift off the couch when he curls it. You moan, breathy.

“That— that feels good..”

“I know, angel. And you’re gonna take another one for me, aren’t ya?”

“I-“ you hesitate, but another swipe against your clit with Barry’s thumb has you keening against the couch. “Yeah! Yes, yes, anything, I’ll take anything!”

His forefinger slips in, next. It’s tight fit, but nothing you can’t handle. And when Barry puts you into a chokehold with one of his strong arms, he drags your body into his lap. His bulge hits your ass and you let out a mewl, his fingers never leaving you. His pace increases, his other hand moving from your throat to your skirt. He lifts it up and pulls your underwear to the side so he can watch his fingers move in and out of you.

“These panties are so cute,” he whispers into your ear. Your eyes roll back when your sopping wet cunt begins to make harsh gushing noises. “It’s too bad they’re getting ruined, huh?”

You nod, not a single thought left in your hazy brain. Your ruffle socked feet accidentally kick the table from the pleasure making your body spasm. You barely even acknowledge it, but Barry’s unused arm goes to your neck again and he holds down on each side of your throat.

“Don’t break my shit, bitch,” he growls. “You and your brother owe me enough already.”

“I-I’m sorry!” It comes out choked, scared, and dripping of pleasure all at once. His thumb moves to your clit again. You can feel something inside you building up, a wad of tension threatening to release. Your brows furrow in confusion and you become worried. What if Barry gets mad at you for feeling this way?

“S-Sir—“ your hole throbs mercilessly, face scrunched up. “Barry— think ‘m gonna.. gonna pee! S-Stop!”

“No you’re not, baby,” He chuckles. “You’re gonna cum— only good girls cum. So wet my fuckin shorts, dollface.”

Your eyes roll back as your orgasm washes over you, all of your limbs seizing up with tension. Your mind becomes foggy, and you scream as you begin to squirt all over your panties and onto Barry’s thighs.

“That’s it, honey. Shit, look at you…”

You sob, overwhelmed from all the sensation flooding your psyche. You stay against Barry, the warmth of his body bringing you comfort as your eyes droop. But you know you can’t sleep yet; you won’t allow yourself to.

Barry presses a kiss to your neck, begins gesturing for you to get up. You move up on shaky legs. And as bad as it is, you frown when his body leaves yours.

“D-Did I do something wrong, sir?”

He doesn’t reply; he simply presses his lips to yours, harsh and full of want. His strong arms go around your waist and his fingers dance along the hem of your shirt. He moves the fabric up, and up, until your bra is the only thing left on your upper half. You let him do it.

He palms your breasts and you gasp at the sensation. You’ve always been a bit sensitive there.

“Take this off,” he says, gesturing to the cups holding your tits in place. You obey, shyly in clipping your bra and revealing your puffy nipples to him. His mouth goes down to suckle one of the buds into his mouth. He hums around it, scrapes his teeth against the sensitive nerves and then begins unzipping your skirt.

“Any guy ever touched you?” He asks, as your soaked panties become the only thing covering your body. You’re incredibly shy, now.

“No— no one has.”

“Good.” And then he’s taking your panties off, sliding them down your legs and leaving you completely in the nude. It’s invading, incredibly so, but your pussy begins to ache for another orgasm again.

“Sit back down.” Barry demands.

You obey and he sits down next to you. The material of the couch is cold against your skin as he grabs your hair and pulls you towards his body with a rough hand. You squirm, trying to find a position that makes you comfortable, and settling with facing him on your knees. He loosens the drawstring of his shorts as he looks down at you with lust glittering in his eyes. You aren’t sure where to put your hands, so you decide to rest one on Barry’s thigh and the other on the couch. He reaches into his now loosened shorts and pulls out his cock.

You gawk, the sight of a dick being an unfamiliar image to you. He’s girthy, perfectly thick and a bit long. Precum pearls at the head of him as he watches your pleading eyes. He grabs your hair, firm.

You gasp when he shoves your face against him. Your ass is up in the air now, your tits pressed flush against his thigh. His tip is wet against your cheek, smearing precum all over your nose and underneath your eyes.

“Feel that?” He purrs.

You nod, dazed. “Yeah..” your hand reaches to touch it, curiosity peaking your interest. “It’s— its really pretty.”

“Yeah?” He gathers a string of his pre onto his finger, brings it up to your face and rubs it teasingly against the opening of your lips while you busy yourself with playing with the base of him. “Get a taste, baby.”

Your face turns a deep cherry red as you shyly stick your tongue out. His arousal coats your tongue, and as disgusting as you feel you can’t help but love the taste of him.

“‘S good,” you murmur. “I— I wan’ more of it.”

“I bet you want my cum all inside, don’t you?”

Your bottom lip turns down and you cutely raise your eyebrows together. “What’s cum? You keep saying that…”

He laughs, genuinely laughs. Your stupidity is amusing to him.

“Dressing in all those short little skirts and lookin’ at me with those pouty lips and you still don’t understand what I’m saying? You really are dumb.”

You shake your head, the words “I’m not dumb” falling from your lips over and over as you lean down and lick up some more of his pre to satiate yourself. Barry’s tongue runs along his bottom lip as he watches you, a large hand going down to stroke your hair out of your face.

“Cum is the stuff that comes out when you get that really good feelin’. “ he explains. “You came earlier, so I bet that little pussy’s coated in it right now.”

You bite your lip, kitten licking his cock once more and then pulling back.

“I wanna make you cum.”

He grabs your hair and pulls you back down. “I know.”

You whine, and then he’s groaning and bucking his dripping length against your lips.

“God, I know that mouth is—“ he doesn’t even hesitate to find the opening of your mouth and slip his tip inside. The taste is odd to you, but not inherently unpleasant. He’s musky and you can smell the scent of his arousal radiating off of him. “—so goddamn good. Fuck yeah, that’s it.”

You moan around him, your mouth swallowing him up more as the weight of his aching prick makes you more and more turned on. You down him as much as you can, his girth making the corners of your glossed lips burn.

“Knew a little kook girl like you would be good at taking dick,” Barry drawls. His hips thrust against your intensely, heavy balls slapping against your chin and spit leaking down them from your gaping mouth. “Cock taste good, baby? Huh?”

The choked moan and the string of drool pooling out of your mouth and down your neck tells him all he needs to know. He chuckles. “Yeah, I bet it does. Drooling little bitch.”

You know he’s right. And as bad as it is, the humiliation that he’s bestowing upon you is pleasurable. Your wetness is dripping down your thighs at his words.

You moan, moving his hands off your head so you can move off of his cock and begin suckling his balls. He moans loud and his fingernails dig back into your scalp again. You’re desperate, desperate to feel his skin and his smell and his taste, and you’re whining while you lick his heavy sack with hard strokes of your tongue.

“God, such a sweet fuckin’ slut. You’re doin’ so good.”

You whimper, downing his cock again and gurgling around him. Your pussy is soaked, and you try to move it around on the material of the couch to get friction. Barry grins when he sees your desperation.

“Needa cum?”

You pull off of him with a pop, eyes looking up at him pleadingly. “Yes sir.”

His fingers touch your swollen clit. Teasingly, just to see you squirm as he shoves his cock in your mouth again. And when he begins to rub harshly, you begin to buck your hips against him. Your second orgasm is already nearing, and when it happens you shake and choke around his length. He gives your pussy a light slap and yanks you off of him. Your mascara is smeared, lipstick staining the edges of your mouth and your hair stuck to your forehead in messy strands. Barry pulls you up to give you another kiss. And then he pulls you onto his lap again.

And in the midst of your lips on his, you hear his phone ring.

It’s on the nightstand next to the couch. An easy reach for him, and as he grabs the phone you see the words ‘COUNTRY CLUB’ flash across the screen in bold white letters.

Your eyes widen, shaking your head as Barry chuckles out, “damn, sweetness. It’s your brother.”

“Please… d-don’t let him—“ you cry, exasperated, as Barry presses his bare cock to your entrance. “Don’t let him know what I did— please! He’ll be so mad at me…”

The older man grins as he holds you down onto his cock; not quite in just yet, but it makes you quiver thinking about him stretching you out. He mocks you with a bullying tone.

“Aww, don’t worry honey.” He coos. “I won’t tell your big brother you’ve been a bad girl. Just let me pick up this call.”

Relief almost washes over you, if it wasn’t for the fact that Barry is still pressed flush against you. It’s making it hard for you to concentrate. He presses the green button, signaling that he’s answered the call.

“Where is she.”

Rafe’s voice sounds on the other line, and he’s extremely pissed.

“Perfectly fine, country club. In fact, I think she’s having the time of her life right now” Barry quips, as if you’re not dripping down his cock with a look of shame on your face. “I just need my money..”

He pauses, watching as your eyes furrow closed and you begin to move against him. You’re lost in your own pleasure now. You can’t help it. The sensation of his cock rubbing against your clit has you clenching and aching to release. You bury your face in his neck, trying to contain your whimpers.

“Look, man,” Rafe starts. He doesn’t like the way those words spewed from Barry’s lips. It makes him uneasy.

“I’ll— I’ll get your money, okay? Just— promise me you won’t hurt her. Please.”

“Oh,” Barry lets out a laugh. “We’re far from that.”

He lifts your hips with one of his hands. His tip begins to probe your entrance You gasp as your walls sink down on him.

“In fact, I think I can drown out your little debt and set you up for another month.”

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ervotica · 4 months

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Breathlplay with poly!rafebarry 🥹🥹

warnings; breathplay, choking, manhandling, brief mention of daddy kink, smut, p in v, 18+ ONLY

a/n; i'm so so inlove w rafebarry x spoilt princess reader (I fear they will become my new thing) n this made my heart (and pussy) happy to write! hope you enjoy lovely nonnie & thank u for the request! I apologise for the crappy writing :(

The hand clasped around your throat is a cruel one, an almost bruising grip around the delicate flesh of your windpipe. Rafe's cock drags against your gummy walls, squelching wetly as his hips rut and your hole drools against the trimmed pubic hair above his pelvis. Barry's fingers never loosen around your previously marked throat, blooming in dark spots where the boys have touched you with tongues and teeth.

You wheeze, limp fingers coming up in a half assed attempt to claw Barry away but he only sneers, stopping you short on your mission as he loops both of your hands in one of his larger ones and grouses meanly.

“'m not stopping, so fuckin' quit it.”

The rhythm in which Rafe's fucking into you is a great juxtaposition to Barry's lazy, languid movements; he's enraptured, utterly entranced as he tightens his fingers experimentally to watch your eyes roll; you fall lax against his chest and Rafe locks your flailing leg against the side of his pelvis, scoffing as you blink up at Barry with wide eyes until he takes pity and drags a messy kiss across the curve of your jaw.

"Daddy's girl," he gripes, pinching at the exposed flesh of your inner thigh as Barry's thumb coasts the hollow of your throat, pressing into the dimple beneath your chin until you're panting, nails pushing into the skin of his forearm in a desperate plea for a break.

"Ah- shit. Do that again," Rafe gasps, almost doubling over where he has himself perched back on his heels to watch your cunt part as he bullies his way into your guts. "She gets so tight when you choke her."

He rolls his eyes when you choke and sputter, curling in on yourself, muscles seizing and vision starting to tunnel. You're thumping at Barry's leg with as much force as you can muster, frustrated tears tickling at your waterline as he lets up but ignores your petulant whines, pushing his nose into the column of your throat to sink his teeth into the balmy flesh.

"Hey! That hurts," you warble wetly, but preen nonetheless when he soothes the bite with the pillowy flesh of his lips.

"Brat," Barry twines when you let your head roll onto his lap where you're situated between his thick thighs.

"Can barely keep your eyes open, kid," Rafe drawls, his body folding downward at the hips to smear a wet kiss across the crown of your skull. "Few more minutes 'nd then Barry 'll let you suck his cock, alright, princess?"

"Mmph," comes your garbled response, aching limbs stretching to wrap yourself around Rafe until he's got a lazy hand pressed to the base of your spine and you're lifted upright into his lap, arms thrown haphazardly over his broad shoulders. His cock nudges its way deeper in this new position, mushroom head nestled snugly against your cervix in a way that has you clinging white-knuckled to the taller boy's frame.

You let your head drop and tuck beneath Rafe's chin before you feel a tug and a sharp pull, the harsh motion dragging a soft whine from the base of your throat as Barry digs his chin into the juncture of your neck. Rafe mouths at the exposed skin, planting his feet to piston his hips up into you.

"Tell me how good it feels," he croons. "Tell me how fucked stupid the kook princess is."

He fucks up harder in to the sticky warmth of your pussy when Barry curls his fingers round your column once again and you droop and go soft like putty; Barry is forced to hold the weight of your torso, teeth bared in a grin when Rafe flips your pliable body, settling you neatly with your face in the dark haired boy's lap as he spreads your tired limbs to spear you deeper onto his dick.

"'s good," you slur, all words fucked out of your brain.

"I know, princess," Barry coos. "You just lay still and let country club do the work, yeah?"

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luversgirl · 2 months

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MY OBX REC LIST, part six

( ☾ = angst, ☆ = head-canon, ❀ = fluff, ✧ = smut )

rafe cameron

— his guardian angel ❀ ☾ ( part two )

— can’t remember anything before you ❀

— modern romeo and juliet ❀

— inside of me ( woah. )

— please forgive me ☾

— meant to be ❀ ☾ ( so cute im dying )

— maple syrup ☾

— bested ( love love love this series )

— too much ☾ ( sobbing )

— letters to you ( i got letters who want to be my rafe?? 💌 )

— anything for his love ☾ ( part two 🫶 )

— no other heart ❀ ☾

— baby’s day out ✧

— patch you up ❀

— so we won’t forget ✧ ❀ ☾

— watermelon ✧

— cross faded ❀

— you’re on your own kid (best rafe series hands down)

— in this life or the next ❀ ☾

— smile (favourite rafe series istg!!!!)

— all you need ❀

— under the influence ✧

— demonstration ✧

jj maybank

— a reflection of him ❀

— endgame ( this series is just 🤌 )

— sweet dreams ✧

— phantom fights ❀

— i got you ☾ ( don’t mind me i’m just SOBBING )

— overheated ✧

— pornstar ❀ ( jj pls 💀 )

— all for us ☾ ✧ ( OH. MY. GOD )

— loving you ❀

— pocket of sunshine ✧

— a little less lonely ☾

— burnt pancakes ❀

— bereal ✧ (that’s crazyyyy)

— three seconds ☾ (part two)

— the one where jj finds out about your ex ❀

sarah cameron

— fast friends ✧

— meeting sarah’s family ☆ ❀

— play time ✧

— best friend ✧ ☾

— love & hate ☾

— wish you were a boy ☾ (too retable queen 😞)

— optimism ❀

— feels like magic ❀ ☾

— just relax ✧

— girlfriend or girl thats a friend ❀ ☾

— ur my best friend ☾ ✧

— firsts ✧

— comfort ❀

pope heyward

— clingy pope ❀ (💥💳💥💳💥 )

— in love with my best friend ☾ ❀

— drive in ❀

— drabble ❀ (i wish 😩)

— lost my whole appetite ❀

— who’s in charge now? ☾

— pumpkin guts ❀ (so cute!!!!!)

— secret game ❀

barry

— headcanons ❀

— drabble ✧ (YES, tummy and thick thigh girlies stand up!!)

— lazy morning loving ✧ (love!!!!)

— forgot you not ☾

— rafebarry (live, love, laugh, rafebarry)

— drabble ✧

— nicknames ❀

john b routledge

— snow on the beach ❀

— distractions ✧

— beg for forgiveness ☾

— older ❀

— i wanted to do it first ☾ ( dang dawg )

kiara carrera

— shower time ✧

— detention ❀

— just the three of us ✧

— unspoken desires ❀ ☾

authors note ! happy valentines day lovies! here is a valentines day gift from me too all of you, enjoy! <3

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s1utforfictionalmen · 30 days

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Honestly Rafe was just an emotional sad boy that was always told to “man up” or “nut up” when really all he needed was a good hug and to be told he was enough, and frankly, it breaks my heart.

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rubiehart · 2 months

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jj thinking you look the prettiest when your stomach’s all big and swollen with his baby, laying out on the bow of the boat on a towel he’d lay down for you, sunglasses perched on your nose and bikini hugging your body perfectly, specifically showcasing your tits that seemed to be getting bigger every month into your pregnancy, which jj wasn’t complaining about.

he’s at your side whenever you call his name, “everythin’ okay mama?” ,giving you sips of lemonade or water whenever you ask, comin’ over every half an hour or so to make sure you’re all lathered up in sunscreen “gotta make sure my babies aren’t cookin’.” indicating to you and the child you were growing making you giggle and throw an arm over your eyes as he rubs the sunscreen into your plush thighs and up all over your stomach, just bein’ all gentle with you.

big smile on his face cuz he knows he’s gonna love this baby more than he’s loved anyone or anything before (not including you of course!!)

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keyh0use · 3 months

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💕10💕

#all I can be bothered to do rn #I've made six of these #cause I'm 😔😔😔#rafebarry #rafe x barry #rarry obx #rafe cameron #barry (obx)#barry obx #obx #outer banks #topper thornton

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cosmicmunsonwrites · 9 months

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Can I just please request anything Rafe x pogue!reader x Barry preferably smut

you got me down on my knees

pairing(s): bf!rafe cameron x gf!pogue!fem!reader x dealer!barry

warnings: smut, sharing, oral (m receiving), fingering, p in v, unprotected sex, pet names, degrading kink, nipple play, praise kink

summary: after being late on a payment, rafe makes a big offer to his dealer.

authors note: thank you so much for the request, love! i hope you enjoy :)

not edited

do not copy my works. i do not condone rewrites, translations, or edited versions. all my content is my content that i wrote.

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“no rafe,” you said firmly. “i don’t have the money you need, and even if i did, i wouldn’t lend it to you so you can feed your drug addiction.”

“baby, you know i’m good for it though,” he basically begged.

you shook your head. “you’re not understanding, rafe. i don’t have the amount of money you need.”

“look, barry’s been on my ass lately, ok? i need to pay him back, like, yesterday or he’ll cut off my supply,” he said lowly.

you just rolled your eyes instead. “i don’t have anything for you, rafe.”

he groaned and pulled out his phone. his fingers moved fast against the screen before a loud notification sounded through the room. “lets go,” he ordered.

“what?” you asking in confusion. “go where?”

he sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “can you just trust me for once, sweetheart? go get in the car.”

————

“you wasn’t lying, country club. you got a real pretty little thing,” barry said as he walked outside of his trailer.

rafe smiled, his hand on your lower back as he pushed you forward with him. “i’m telling you, man. you gotta have a little more faith in me.”

“what’s going on?” you asked rafe, stopping to look up at him.

his hands came up to cradle the sides of your face. “you trust me?” you nodded. “then listen to me and do whatever i say.”

“what’s happening?” you asked, growing more scared as you looked up at him with big pleading eyes.

he kissed your forehead and turned his head to look at barry. “you’re gonna help me repay him.”

“what?” you felt your heart drop. “what do you mean? how am i supposed to do that?”

his hand returned to your lower back and began to guide you to the entrance of his trailer. “you’re gonna show him a good time, baby.”

you shook your head frantically, planting your feet. “no. no, i don’t even know him. why would i do that?”

“hey hey hey, you’re fine, sweetheart. you’re gonna be fine. he won’t hurt you. and i’ll be right here with you,” he said reassuringly. somehow, it didn’t make it any better.

“don’t worry, hun, i don’t bite,” barry said with a smile.

you didn’t like this. you didn’t like the idea of being with anyone other than rafe.

“hey, it’s ok, baby,” he spoke, a gentle kiss pressing to your lips after. “we’re gonna treat you good. i promise.”

barry stepped aside and held the trailer door open. “we’ll take real good care of you.”

you let your body loosen a little more. you knew rafe would never intentionally hurt you and god knows he’d never, ever let anyone else lay a finger on you with the thought of hurting you.

you let him guide you into the living room and almost immediately, his lips were on yours and his hands were holding your waist in a vice like grip. he pushed you down onto the couch. “take it all off,” he ordered.

you felt both of their eyes burning holes through you and you slowly stripped out of your clothes and let them fall to the floor. rafe stalked towards you before his lips were attacking your neck. “you can touch her, man,” your boyfriend mumbled against your skin.

barry jumped at the opportunity, his mouth taking in your nipple while his hand toyed with the other. you bit your lip to suppress the moan begging to escape, thighs clenching together at the feeling they were giving you.

suddenly barry’s hand was trailing between your thighs and to your cunt, running up your slit before slowly sliding his middle finger in. your eyes shut tight and your head tipped back, giving rafe better access as his friend began to move it inside you.

“fuck,” you whimpered when he added another, your back arching off the couch and you moaned louder when he sped up. “oh. shit. ‘m close,” you mumbled.

if your eyes were open, you’d have seen the look shared between the two boys. they stopped everything and began to move around each other. before you could ask any questions, rafe was manhandling you onto your hands and knees, his tip running through your lips.

barry was now sitting up against the armrest in front of you in nothing but his boxers. “i want you to show barry what your pretty mouth can do while i fuck your greedy little cunt, alright sweetheart? think you can do that for me?” rafe asked almost teasingly. you nodded, almost screaming when he thrusted into your quickly. “c’mon baby, get to work.”

you whimpered when his tip pressed up against your cervix as you pulled barry’s boxers down enough to reveal his cock. you quickly took him into your head, running your thumb over the head to smear the precum then proceeding to kitty lick the head. he groaned and locked eyes with you, watching your every move.

“i know you can do more than that, sweetheart,” rafe taunted.

you cried out at the feeling of him resting against that spongey spot, your legs feeling weak like they were about to give out. you took the head into your mouth and sucked on it, moaning around him when your boyfriend started to fuck you again. “there you go, hun. such a good girl,” barry praised.

you took him deeper into your throat, tears spilling from your cheeks when rafe started to pound into you. “look at you, baby. such a slut for us. suckin’ him off while i fuck you. makin’ us both feel so good.”

barrys hand came to rest at the back of your head, pushing it down and making you gag around him. “fuck, country club. you got a real good one here.”

rafe grinned proudly. “tell me about it.”

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megantheebaddest · 3 months

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Rafe finds out reader is on coke and loses his shit plz

a/n: Interesting 😏 thank you for the request.

18+ MDNI read at your own risk 😁

You Did This To Me

You woke up not feeling the greatest. Your head was pounding and you were sweating so bad. You knew just what you needed but you didn’t know how you could get it right now. Rafe had his arm wrapped around you, you could hear his light snores against your back. You quietly reached for your phone careful to not wake a sleeping Rafe. You scrolled until your thumb found Barry’s contact.

“Can I stop by?” You texted. That was usually the message you’d send him, letting him know you needed to re-up.

“You still owe me from last time. Can you be here in 20” Barry responded.

You looked over your shoulder at Rafe. You quickly looked away feeling guilty.

“Sure.” You quickly responded.

You carefully slid out of Rafe’s grip and stood up collecting your clothes. You were looking for all your belongings that were spread out around his room. You looked to see if he was still sleeping, only for him to be staring at you.

“What are you doing” Rafe said with no emotion.

You must have looked suspicious because he squinted his eyes at you. You looked guilty immediately and scrambled to find your words.

“I need to run a few errands”

“Don’t seem too sure of yourself” Rafe said, his morning raspy voice in full effect.

“I’ll only be an hour or two. Is that okay?” You ask making your way over to kiss him all over his face.

“Mmm yes baby” He said closing his eyes enjoying you kissing him. “No longer than 2 hours. Got it?”

“Mhm” You say giving him a quick kiss on his lips before leaving.

———

You made your way to Barry’s house as fast as you could. You were starting to feel the full effect of withdrawing. You haven’t used in about 12 hours. You made sure to park down the road so no one would ever know you were here. You knocked on his door a few times before he opened it.

“Ahhh my favorite customer… Who owes me.. Big time” He said flashing his gold tooth, winking at you.

You giggled, trying your best to play along with this. This was not something you enjoyed doing at all but it was the only way you could pay for your nasty addiction. “Before we get started do you think i could get a bump first?” You looked up at him with big doe eyes.

He grinned down at you. “Such a little needy girl aren’t you? Come on..” he said. You followed him over to his couch, your eyes immediately falling on the 8 ball he had ready for you. You sat down next to him and immediately reach for it.

“Uh uh.. No need to get into that yet. Here’s some” He had an old card that he used to scrape up the dust into the perfect sized line. You took the dollar bill that was already rolled up on the table. Without hesitation you snorted the line. You leaned your head back and almost let out a moan from the feeling. You looked back down and he already had another line waiting for you. You smiled and instantly took it.

“Ya know you’re a good girl Y/n.. This shit could ruin your life you do know that right?” Barry asked.

“Mhm” You moaned out with your head back. He just shook his head and smiled with his eyebrows up.

“You ready for the payment?” He asked.

You nodded and slid off the couch falling onto your knees. Your hands crept up his thighs and hooked into the band of his sweats. You pulled them down along with his boxers, his fully erect dick sprung up and landed on his stomach. You closed your eyes, not being able to handle seeing any of this happen.. again. This isn’t the first time you did this as payment for Barry. For as long as you have been buying off of him this has been your payment. You don’t have a lot of money and you’d certainly never ask Rafe for it, as easy as that sounds you couldn’t do it. Thoughts of Rafe flooded your mind every time, it always felt like you would burst into tears during.

You took his whole length in your mouth with little to no effort. You were basically a pro by now. Barry’s head fell back on the couch along with his arms. He loved watching the way your tongue would swirl around his tip and the way that you’d suck like your life depended on it. More like your addiction depended on it.

“Fuck Y/n.. You are fucking amazing” He moaned sucking a sharp breath through his teeth. “You have the most perfect little mouth i swear to god”

You bobbed your head as fast as you could. The only noises to be heard was your mouth slurping and his load moans.

“What the FUCK?”

You knew that voice all too well. Your head shot up and locked eyes with Rafe. Barry’s head shot up and he immediately pulled his pants up. You sat there frozen in place unable to take your eyes off of Rafe’s. If looks could kill you’d be dead. There was no soul behind his eyes, they were dark.

“Get the fuck out now.” Rafe said through gritted teeth. You stood up quickly grabbing the baggie of coke off the table without him seeing before leaving. Rafe’s eyes stayed on you but he just stayed facing forward towards Barry. You slammed the door behind you, contemplating on just running off but you collapsed on the front steps. You squeezed your eyes shut as you heard the screaming begin.

“What the FUCK is going on!” You heard Rafe scream.

Barry stood up with his hands up as a surrender. “Look man I told her to tell you. This was just her way of paying me back.” Rafe quickly approached Barry grabbing him by the throat.

“Pay for fucking what! Huh?” He screamed shaking Barry back and forth.

“All the coke she got from me! She’s a frequent customer”

Rafe’s face fell. “Quit fucking playing with me” his grip tightened.

“Rafe chill out man, i’m serious she’s been coming to me for along time” He screamed shoving Rafe back.

Rafe lost all control. He threw the first punch and couldn’t stop. He kept punching and screaming incoherent things. He felt like tears were going to spill from his eyes and so he got up to leave.

“FUCKKK” he screamed.

He walked right past you not saying a word, heading for his truck.

“Rafe wait!!” You screamed running after him. He spun around so fast you ran right into his chest. He didn’t budge. He stared down at you so harshly it scared you.

“How long?” He spat out.

“Rafe i-“

“How long!!!” He screamed gripping your upper arms as hard as possible.

“What Rafe!!”

“How FUCKING long y/n!!!!”

“2… 2 years” you quietly said, trembling.

He pushed you. “Fuck off.” He spat making his way to his truck.

You stumbled backwards falling to the ground. Sobbing hysterically. “You did this to me!!!”

He turned around with the most evil look on his face. “What did you just say?”

“You fucking did this to me! You made me try coke at Toppers party!” You cried.

“Grow the fuck up I didn’t do shit to you! You are very capable of making your own decisions” he charged towards you. He yanked you up by your hair bringing you to your feet. “Don’t you EVER put the blame on me for YOU being a fucking coked out whore” He shoved you away again. This time you were able to keep your balance. He gathered spit in his mouth and spit at you.

“Fuck you!” he screamed getting in his truck.

You were left standing in Barry’s driveway. Coke did in fact ruin your life.

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