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sugarcoatedstarkey · 4 months

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Caught

Pairings - Barry x fem!reader

Summary - You catch Barry jerking off. Based off this ask

Warnings - Masturbation, blow job, sexual intercourse. (18+)

Laying your bike against the gravel1 and fixing your shorts you began your walk to the trailer, it was suspiciously quiet. Barry had texted you not even 40 minutes ago asking if you wanted to come over, instead of responding you got yourself ready and hopped on your bike.

“Barry?” You called, you went unanswered. Taking the steps slowly you enter the trailer, the radio hummed softly and you expected to see him asleep on the couch, so when your eyes landed on his stark naked body laid upon his bed you couldn’t stop the gasp from leaving your lips. Your eyes wander down to where he fisted his hard cock between his fingers, you could see his stomach clenching with each pump. “Fuck… y/n”.

Your eyes widen, heart racing and thighs shaking. The sight of his cock had you dripping, you could feel your arousal spreading across your panties. The sound of his hand jerking his lubricated cock bounced off the walls, slipped through your ear drum and tunneled into your brain, you’d never forget this sound. You’d never forget the way he moaned your name, you had no doubt he was imaging your tight cunt around his cock. Just that thought had you shaking, you wanted to reach your fingers into the waistband of your shorts. “Oh shit.. fuck”.

Spurts of white cum paints his stomach, his hand moves lazily up and down his cock and he drains his balls. You stay hidden as he lays there in silence for a moment before reaching for a towel and cleaning himself up, a new found confidence hits you and you're walking through the small living room straight into his bedroom. “Shit! Y/n, I didn’t hear you come in” he chokes, going to grab the towel he just threw on the floor to cover himself. Your foot meets the soiled towel and he turns to look at you, his hand covers as much of his cock as it can. “What are you doing?”

You're kneeling in front of him, pressing your palms to his thighs. “Think you can get hard again?” Your lips are so close to his, you can smell the weed on his breath. His pupils are blown, filled with confusion. “Will you kiss me?”.

He didn’t need to be asked twice, his lips were on yours. Fingers in your hair, you could feel him hardening against your stomach. His tongue assaulted yours, asserting dominance to gain back control. But you weren’t having that, pulling away and ducking your head low, gripping the base of his cock. “Knew you’d have a pretty cock” you mewled, blowing softly over his moistened tip. The low throaty groan gives you the confidence to drop your tongue, tasting his saltiness. “Oh shit”.

Hallowing your mouth around him until the tip of your nose brushed his groomed pubes, his fingers laced through the back of your hair. Choked moans spewed from his throat, thrusting his hips up and further into your mouth. Gagging around him only had his grip tightening, abusing your mouth for his pleasure. Tears pricked your eyes, blinking roughly to rid them before they stained your cheeks. “Fucking sweet Jesus… your- fuck” he growled, cupping his balls in your palm sent him over the edge. His already sensitive cock throbbed on your tongue, his load shooting to the back of your throat. You're quick to swallow, using your thumb to swipe across your lower lip. “Did you like that?”

His eyes are hooded, leaning back on his elbows as he stares at you in shock. “What was that?”

“Me.. sucking your cock? And now I’m going to ride you”

His mouth drops as you pull your dress over your head, followed by your underwear. You stood bare between his legs, your arousal painted down your thighs. “Touch me”

His fingers are gripping your thigh tightly, pressing his mouth just above your belly button. “Barry” you breath, your cunt pulsed, a deep ache in your lower belly as his fingers danced up the back of your thigh to grasp the flesh of your ass, massaging it roughly. Pressing his lips to the apex of your chest before enveloping his mouth around your nipple, a sharp breath leaves your lips pressing your body closer to his mouth.

Your knees meet the mattress, straddling Barry’s lap. You can feel his hot cock between your thighs, rolling your hips against his length. Your arousal coating his shaft, his blunt nails dig into the flesh of your hips keeping you from moving. “Damn girl… I didn’t know you wanted me this bad huh? I can smell your sweet arousal”

You're nodding your head roughly, fighting against the strength of his palm to create friction between the two of you. His hand is quick to grip your throat, giving you the smallest of squeezes before pulling you closer to his face. “So damn fucking needy” his mouth is pressed firmly to yours, pulling you closer to him until his cock nudged your opening. “Please Barry… fuck me” you beg, antagonisingly slow he pushed himself into your opening, spreading you wide for his thick cock.

“Oh yes yes yes yes” you cry, when he bottoms out you drop your forehead to his shoulder. A delicious sting courses through your pussy as he stretches you to fit all of his cock, your hips begin to roll and bounce. The sounds of him fucking you sent shivers up your spine, goosebumps littered your naked skin. “Fuck your so tight… taking my cock so well.. that’s it baby girl, ride me!” He praised, leaning himself back into his elbows he let you take full control.

Your palms pressed to his chest as you used his cock to your liking, angling your hips, bringing him almost all the way out only to drop back down.

Your tits swayed with each thrust and he knew he was close, eyes focused on where the two of you joined. “Faster baby, I need you to cum. I need you to cum now before I blow my load in you” he grunts, clamping his fingers around your throat and tightening. The lack of air tips you over the edge, vision blotching and toes curling. Your pussy sucks him deeper, nudging him against the sweet spot inside, your orgasm floods you.

You're an incoherent mess above him, hair wild, sheen of sweat over your skin, mouth wide as you cry out. Just the sight has his balls tightening and his load shooting deep inside of you, his cock throbbing inside your tight walls. “Jesus fucking Christ!” He shouts, his third orgasm flooring him. Sending his body back onto the mattress, chest heaving as he tries to regain normal breathing.

“Are you okay?” Your soft voice brings him back to reality, opening his eyes to see your naked body above him, hovering over his limp cock. “I’ve not had that many orgasms so close together… I’m wrecked” he states, his hand holds your thigh to stop you from moving off him, giving you his famous smirk. The apples of your cheeks redden at the realization that you just fucked your best friend. “So… how long have you wanted to do that?”

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manwrre · 3 months

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just binge read everything in the rafebarry tag on ao3. it’s been twenty four hours and i have…. been changed in ways that i cannot describe ( im having a mental breakdown )

#rafebarry #outerbanks #outerbanks rafe #outerbanks barry #rafe cameron #barry obx #rafe x barry #barry x rafe #rafe obx #my mental health has been IMPACTED #negatively? who knows #positively? who knows #i just miss them and i want it to be canon so now here we are #i hate it here you guys #what do i do with myself now

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rafesaddiction · 6 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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505oclock · 3 months

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Just Friends (18+ mdni)

rafe cameron x barry x f!reader

where rafe and barry are your best friends, but won’t stop at the first chance to put you to work.

first obx fic so pls be nice !! and lmk if u want a part two!! <3

warnings: might lead to smut?? drugs, a little bit of objectification

you’re honestly not sure how you stumbled into the friendship of barry and rafe. you had grown up around kooks and pouges, but never really fit in with either of them.

you guessed that’s how you ended up here, hanging out with the neighborhood drug dealer and kook prince, the two people you really felt yourself around.

they loved their weed and coke, but you really only stuck to alcohol. you loved getting fucked out of your mind, and coke and weed didn’t really do that for you. barry and rafe we’re the opposite, but all substances had you all in a different head space.

it was a saturday night and the three of you had no plans; this resulted in you on barry’s couch, drinking beer and watching the boys take turns on the blunts barry rolled earlier.

“just one hit princess” rafe begged you to take a hit of the blunt. They had yet to witness you high, and were dying to see it happen.

“you gotta give it another go eventually, listen to country club over here” barry clapped rafes shoulder, the both of them pleading with you. You had smoked before, but it honestly wasn’t your thing. You thought it was cute hwo much they wanted to see you smoke.

“I know i knkw i will eventually, just not tonight”

they both groaned and you smiled wide, since it was your routinely response everytime the three of you hung out.

You were running low on your beer, “Gonna go grab another, you guys need anything?” You asked as you stood up, fixing your shorts that kept riding up.

“Nope” they said in unison, focused on the video rafe was showing barry on his phone. However, their attention drifted from the phone as you walked to the kitchen, your ass looked fantastic in the shorts you were wearing.

While the three of you were strictly friends, there was no denying the underlying sexual tension that surrounded the three of you everytime you guys hung out alone. You thought both of the guys were hot, and when rafe and barry were alone, they couldn’t help thinking about how it would be to spend a night with you. The attractive was naturally undeniable.

And while you three could keep it together normally, something different was in the air tonight.

A few beers later, whilst you were still aware and in control, you were the perfect drunk. This meant you were extra talkative and a little too horny for your own good.

Rafe and Barry were high out of their minds, between the shared blunts and lines they were snorting, and they couldn’t keep their eyes of off you. You were a giggling mess, eyes bright and glossy, and you’re smile so bright it made them feel a way they shouldn’t feel

“Oooh i loveee this song!” you jump up when the speaker starts playing, and start silly dancing. the boys just watch you and roll their eyes, used to this.

With the extra alcohol in you, you start really dancing to the music, swaying your hips, doing a hw most. While it’s completely innocent on your end, the guys change their composure as they watch you.

“Cmon- Cm-dance with me!” you’re a giggling mess, oblivious to your effect over the two men in front of you. You bite your lip in a smile as you grab rafes hands and pull him off the couch.

He smirks at you, then at Barry, as he hovers behind you as you continue to dance to your song. You sway to the music, and before you realize it, Rafe is swaying too, with his hands firm on your hips.

His hands slowly move up and down your waist, completely innocent. you play into it, continuing to dance, feeling his hot fingers trace up and down you.

It hits you what you’ve done, when his hands start tracing up, closer to your tits. Through the fog of alcohol, you can sense him, and decide to make a subtle move. You grab his sliding hands, guiding them to your tits, squeezing on them with his hands. This sobered you up to how close he was to you, feeling the heat of his breath on your neck.

You smiled at Barry through hazy eyes, watching as he used one hand to smoke his blunt and the other resting on his crotch.

Rafe whispered in your ear, “This okay princess?”

Your “mmmhm” was all he needed as he started planting kisses on your neck, his hands moving down to grip harshly on your hips. He found the soft spot on your neck and sucked, evoking a small moan from you.

“Country clubs got ya fucked up, huh, princess?” Barry says, locking eyes with you as Rafe continues to attack your neck.

You vite your lip to suppress a moan, feeling rafe get hard on your ass “mmmf” is all your foggy head can get out, before you realize barry has gotten up and is walking towards the two of you.

“Can’t expect me to sit here and not join,” he smiles as he comes close and kisses you, placing his hands on your waist. Barry doesn’t waist time, sticking his tongue down your throat as he slips a hand down your waistband.

It was all too much. Rafes hard dick on your ass, placing kisses down your neck, while barry kisses you deep and plants his fingers on your pussy

“We’ll take good care of you baby” Rafe slurrs as his hands make it back up to your tits, more aggressively this time.

“Gotta get princess out of her clothes so we can see her pretty tits, hm, country club?” Barry smirks as he rips your shirt over your head, Rafe undoing the claps of your bra to let your breast spill out.

“Fuck” the guys say in uníson, making themselves laugh. It hits you how tucked up you all are right now.

“You’re a pretty girl, princess” Rafe whispers in your ear, sending a chill down your spine.

“So pretty” Barry agrees “Gonna be our girl for the night princess? Can you do that for us?” Barry asks

“Yes, i can be your girl” You tell them, excited to see where this night will take you.

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emmalandry · 8 months

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𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕥𝕠𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕪 𝟟 ~ 𝔻𝕒𝕕𝕕𝕪 𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕜

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Rafe slipped inside you, gently thrusting into your warm, wet, heat. "Who's daddy's good girl? Hm? Who's MY good girl?" His voice was teasing as he asked you a question. Your arm covered your face while trying to catch your breath, giving him no response. You feel a stinging sensation come across your face as Rafe slaps you and grabs ahold of your cheeks, squishing them together.

"Answer me." His tone is venom-filled as he says it. "I am! I'm daddy's good girl." Your voice is split up by your whines and mewls. "That's right, You're such a good girl for daddy, princess. Want you to make me a real daddy. Would you like that sweetness?" His rough calloused hand is caressing your face as he continues to slowly but harshly thrust into you.

⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆*⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆*⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆

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megantheebaddest · 4 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.

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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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secretly-tumb1r · 2 months

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jj is the type of guy to pull u down on your face bc you hover since your afraid to crush him.

“c’mon mamas sit on me!!”

“no jj! i’m gonna crush you!”

“if this is the way i go, then i’m more than happy”

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sunraies · 6 months

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#rafe cameron #barry obx #rafe x reader #rafe x barry #barry x reader #rafe x reader x barry #outerbanks #rafe cameron imagine #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron fluff

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somethingswift19 · 3 months

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Your Go To Snacks

| Your go to snacks/comfort snacks

| (a/n): I am so sorry for the lack of posts this week!! Work has been crazy! And my brain short circuited I think so I'm sorry if this is dumb but I'm currently eating gas station snacks and relaxing lmao

Rafe: Sparkling razzberry water, the purple bag of Doritos, tropical skittles, chocolate ice cream

Kelce: Arizona Iced Tea, pringles, edible cookie dough

Topper: Orange soda, buffalo flavored pretzels, blue and red mixed slushies, peanut butter popcorn

JJ: Code red mountain dew, jalapeno Cheetos , cherry slushies, sour patch kids

John B: Coconut water, granola with vanilla ice cream, pretzels

Pope: Calypso lemonade, pizza flavored combos, astronaut ice cream

Kiara: Apple green smoothies, white cheddar cheezits, chocolate covered strawberries

Sarah: Iced coffee, kettle cooked potato chips, twizzlers, baby bottle pops (idk why I just know she'd love those lol)

Barry: Cherry coke slushies, hot Cheetos, trolley sour gummy worms and gummy bears

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urmooniee · 7 months

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I ♥ YOU - RAFE CAMERON

₊˚🖇️✩ ₊˚🎧⊹♡

PAIRING: fem! x rafe cameron

wc: 1044

tw: CUTENESS!!

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Y/N was cosily snuggled in her warm bed, covered in soft blankets. The soft glow of fairy lights adorned her room, casting a warm and inviting ambience. She held a steaming cup of hot chocolate in her hands, the rich aroma filling the air as she took a sip. Outside, the world was painted in a pristine white, snowflakes gently descending from the dark winter sky.

As Y/N enjoyed her movie, her peaceful evening was suddenly interrupted by a muffled thud against her window. Startled, she turned her attention to the glass pane. Another thud followed, louder this time. Her heart raced, and she cautiously made her way to the window to investigate.

Peering out, she was taken aback when she saw Rafe standing there, a mischievous grin on his face, holding a perfectly round snowball. Y/N opened the window and shivered as a gust of cold air swept into the room.

She looked at Rafe with a mixture of surprise and curiosity, "What are you doing here?"

Rafe's eyes sparkled with amusement in the frosty night.

"I couldn't resist," he chuckled. "I thought we could have a little winter fun. Snowball fight, maybe?"

Y/N couldn't help but smile, despite the surprise and the chill in the air. Rafe always had a way of bringing excitement into her life.

"A snowball fight, huh? Well, you're on!" She quickly retreated into her room to put on some warmer clothes, determined to match Rafe's playful spirit.

"Alright, Mr. Sneaky Snowball Attacker, let the games begin!" With that, she gathered some snow and fashioned a snowball, ready to defend herself and retaliate in this impromptu battle.

Rafe's eyes gleamed with enthusiasm as the snowball fight commenced. Laughter filled the wintry night air as they exchanged snowballs, creating a beautiful memory that they would treasure for years to come. Rafe and Y/N decided to make the most of the snowy night.

Amid their spirited snowball fight, Rafe was determined to land the perfect shot. He gathered a snowball, carefully shaping it into a compact sphere. With a mischievous grin, he took careful aim at Y/N, crouched behind a snowbank, preparing her ammunition.

But as he released the snowball, his aim went slightly awry. Instead of a direct hit on Y/N's snowy fortress, the snowball veered off course and, with a sudden gust of wind, smacked Y/N right in the face.

Y/N blinked in surprise, her face dusted with snow. Rafe's grin turned into a sheepish smile, and he rushed over to her, exclaiming, "Oops, that wasn't supposed to happen! Are you okay?"

Y/N wiped the snow from her face with a grin. "Oh, you're on," she declared, her eyes gleaming with determination. She swiftly gathered a handful of snow and, with a playful vengeance, started pelting Rafe with snowballs.

Rafe, not one to back down, retaliated with a barrage of snowballs. The chase was on. They darted through the snowy landscape, laughter filling the air as they pursued each other.

As they weaved and dodged, Y/N's foot slipped on a patch of ice, and she found herself teetering on the brink of a fall. Desperately, she grabbed onto Rafe's jacket, and they tumbled together into the snow, a jumble of limbs and laughter.

Rafe ended up on top of Y/N, their faces close, and their laughter subsided into a shared, affectionate gaze. With a tender smile, he leaned in for a kiss, and Y/N met him halfway. Their lips met in the midst of the snowy landscape, sealing their playful romp with a sweet moment of connection and warmth

After the snowball fight, they decided to create a snowman. They rolled three snowballs of varying sizes, stacking them to form a jolly snowman with a carrot nose and a crooked smile. It was far from perfect, but it was their snowman, and it made them both laugh.

With their snowman proudly standing guard. Hand in hand, they lay down side by side, moving their arms and legs to create beautiful snow angels in the crisp snow. The pristine white canvas was now adorned with their playful imprints.

With a mischievous grin and a heart full of love, Y/N bent down and delicately wrote a message in the pristine snow beneath her feet. She wrote the words, "I love you, Rafe," with great care.

Turning to Rafe, she nudged him gently, her eyes sparkling. "Look, Rafe," she said, pointing to the message she had written in the snow.

Rafe's eyes locked onto the message, and his heart swelled with affection. He was momentarily speechless, deeply touched by this simple yet profound declaration of love. The moonlight illuminated the message, making it shimmer like a secret shared only between them.

Rafe turned to Y/N, his eyes filled with warmth and emotion. He took her hands in his and said, "Y/N, I love you more than words can express."

As they lay side by side in the snow, their breath visible in the cold air, Rafe turned to Y/N, and with a tender smile, he leaned in for a gentle kiss.

Rafe raised his hands in surrender. "Alright, you win this round," he admitted, a good-natured grin on his face.

Y/N smiled triumphantly and playfully patted some snow off her jacket. "It's all in good fun, right?" She walked closer to the door, the cold now more noticeable. "You should come inside before you freeze out here."

Rafe nodded, brushing snow off his clothes, hand in hand, they returned to the cosy comfort of y/n's house, entering through the front door. The warm and inviting atmosphere of her room welcomed them, with the soft glow of fairy lights casting a gentle radiance over her room.

They both settled by her bedside, where the movie continued to play, but the real magic of the night was the warmth they felt in each other's company.

The two of them, now nestled together in the comfort of Y/N's room, shared stories and laughter, relishing the warmth and cosiness of the moment. They watched the Christmas movie together, the characters on the screen mirroring their happiness.

As the movie neared its end, Y/N turned to Rafe and smiled. "Thank you Rafe, this has been such a wonderful night," she whispered, her eyes sparkling affectionately.

Rafe nodded, his gaze locked on her. "It truly has been."

Their eyes met, and in that silent, intimate moment, they both leaned in for another kiss.

au/ ive been caught! yup im a hopeless romantic and I actually dislike the snow, but such things make me so happy, one day hopefully that will be me:).

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sugarcoatedstarkey · 1 year

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Issues (r.c) part 4

Pairing- readerxrafe, hint of readerxbarry.

summary - a story on addiction and falling in love

Warnings- language, drugs, stealing, fighting. (18+)

A/n- 16 months later and I’ve updated! Please note I have edited previous chapters and also marking these as 18+ as I do have sexual content planned.

The inside of your house was quiet, too quiet. Rafe stood behind you, he had his hand on the door frame above your head. You could feel his breath on the back of your head, the hairs on your neck coming to stand and goosebumps litter your arms.

“What’s wrong?” He whispered, peering over your head to look inside. You felt ashamed that he had to see the shit hole that you lived in, the only nice part to your house was your bedroom. The only room in the house your father hadn’t ruined.

“It’s just quiet” you responded, you finally stepped over the threshold. The floorboards underneath you creak and echo throughout the house.

You didn’t want to be here; you were scared shitless. Your face still hurt from the beating your dad gave you, you weren’t physically prepared to go through it again once Rafe left.

“Hey, your shaking!” Rafe stats, the palms of his hands rub up and down your bear arms. You finally registered the state you were in, tears where leaking from your eyes and you shook from fear.

“Oh” is all you manage to say, you don’t move from his touch though. Your frozen, staring ahead at your father who was passed out on the couch. Beer cans surrounded his unconscious body, his bruising was much worse than yours. His lip was so fat it looked like he had been stung by a bee. If you weren’t so scared, you would have laughed.

“Where is your room?” Rafe whispers, you manage to move your head towards the direction of your room. He scoops you up and walks across the floor, your eyes trained back on your father. Making sure he doesn’t open his eyes.

Once you’re inside your room, Rafe closes the door. He reaches up and locks the door with the padlock that you had put on yourself. You tell yourself you should be scared but for some odd reason you feel a lot safer in the room with a kook than your own flesh and blood.

“I’ll stay here until you fall asleep, then I’ll climb out the window” he states, he doesn’t wait for your answer and makes himself at home. His body is on your bed, you’re staring at him in silence. But you find yourself grabbing an oversized shirt from your draw, turning your body to face the wall, and changing in front of him.

You’re not sure if he looked or if he had closed his eyes the moment you grabbed clothes because when you turned around, he was laid back on your pillow, eyes closed and arms behind his head.

Again, you’re not sure why you feel so safe with him, you’re not sure why this all felt so normal?

You make your way across the room and slide under the covers, you lay on your back staring up at the ceiling. Pictures of the pogues plastered on the white paint. You think you should feel sad, sad that they have no idea what’s going on. No idea that Rafe was on your bed.

But you don’t care, and that is what frightened you the most.

“Close your eyes” Rafe says, he’s watching you. Watching your eyes flicker across all the photos, watching your mind run a million miles an hour. Both your highs are coming down, you know you needed to sleep it off. You’re not sure how Rafe was when he wasn’t high, you weren’t sure if he would turn into a different person.

So, you closed your eyes and you let yourself sleep. It was a good sleep, the best sleep you’ve had in a long time.

The sun poking its way through your purple curtain woke you up, yawning as you slowly opened your eyes. You knew he wouldn’t be next to you when you opened your eyes, but you couldn’t help that gnawing feeling when it was in fact true.

You jump out of your skin when you hear yelling, you run towards the door and press your ear to the wood. All you could hear was the erratic beating of your heart, your skin was heating up.

The sound kept getting louder, you raced around the room looking for some clothes. Changing as fast as you could, you grabbed whatever you thought you might need for the day and shoved it into a bag. Pushing open the window Rafe would have used last night and jumping out onto the pavement.

Just as your about to start running you notice Barry’s bike laid upon the gate. Your stomach drops, your confused as to why your worried for your father. He hurt you, but you didn’t want anything to happen to him. So, you raced around the front of the house, bursting through the front door.

“Barry!” You shout, just in time. His fist stops mid-air, his grip on your father’s shirt slackens. He throws him onto the couch, turning round to give you his famous smirk. Chills run through you, but not the kind of chills that would indicate your frightened.

These where a different kind of chill, he steps towards you. “There you are” he says, looking over his shoulder at your father who looks confused but thankful that you walked through the door. “Daddy dearest didn’t want to tell me where you were” he adds.

“She shouldn’t be hanging around with people like you” your father states, but he’s cowering into the cushions of the couch. You shake your head, why is he now worried about you? He wasn’t worried when he was leaving black and blue bruises on you the other night.

“Think you need to let your daughter run her own life, old man” he growls, he begins to step towards your father again. You grab his wrist, giving him a soft tug. You were brave but not that brave. “Let’s leave, tell me why you were looking for me” you beg, you start walking backwards until your back meets the screen door.

It doesn’t take Barry any convincing to follow you out, he doesn’t even look back over at your father. His eyes are on you the whole time, you walk towards his bike and stop.

“I got a little job for you”

Your heart is in your stomach, your mind jumps straight to drugs. He wants you to deliver drugs, he wants you to get sucked into his life. “Hey now princess, no need to start thinking the worst” he laughs, the sun reflects on his cheap gold tooth. You watch as he sits himself upon his bike, taping behind him for you to join.

“It’s safe, I promise”.

There is no hesitation, you’re on the back of the bike in seconds. That safe feeling settling in your stomach that you had last night with Rafe, your brain shutting down any negative thought as you let Barry drive you out of your run-down garden.

The wind was crisp, your arms wrapped around his waist. Your cheek was pressed against his back to shield your eyes from the wind, you didn’t recognise the part of town he had taken you to.

It was nice, white picket fences. Freshly cut grass, it smelt rich. You could only assume you were on Rafe’s side of the island; you didn’t come over here much. You had no need to.

The bike came to a stop and jumped off, looking up at the big White House in front of you. “Why are we here Barry?” You question, your eyes don’t leave the house.

Jealousy ran through your veins as you pictured yourself living the life of a kook, how easy life would be. How your mum would probably still be around if you had money, your dad would probably be sober. Heck you would probably never have touched cocaine.

“Are you even listening?”

“Sorry what?”

Barry gripped your chin, those chills where back. Followed by goosebumps and a lump in your throat, why were you liking the way this felt?

“These guys owe me some cash. I’ve told them we are even, if you can work for them” he states, he points to the older man walking out of the French doors. You nod your head and look back at Barry.

“Rafe and I will be here to pick you up in exactly 3 hours, now you go do your thing sweet girl”. He states, he pushes something into the back on your jean shorts. You assume it was cocaine as that’s what you usually brought from him.

You know you shouldn’t be feeling these feelings, but your thighs press together absentmindedly, your suddenly turned on by Barry of all people. The same feelings you had gotten last night with Rafe in your bed, why was this happening to you?

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manwrre · 3 months

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everyday i refresh the rafebarry tag on ao3 and fall to my knees, i swear. i’m gnawing at the bars of my enclosure rn guys i need new stuff. please PLEASE, i’ll even pay i need it so bad

#outerbanks #outerbanks rafe #outerbanks barry #rafe obx #barry obx #rafe cameron #rafebarry #please help me #i need MORE #y’all don’t get how weak i am for it

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preciouspankow2 · 10 months

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Dear Rafe Cameron,

I want you to bend me over, pull my hair, slap me, spit on in my mouth, dirty talk to me, be your play toy, fuck me into the bed, and choke me.

From PreciousPankow2 ;)

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rafesthroatbaby · 11 months

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#outer banks #rafe cameron #drew starkey #rafe smut #obx1 #obx2 #obx3 #rafe imagine #rafe obx #rafe x you #rafe outer banks #rafe x y/n #outerbanks rafe #rafe x reader #drew starkey smut #obx imagine #barry obx #obx netflix

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emmalandry · 8 months

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𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕥𝕠𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕪 𝟠 ~ ℂ𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕘

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༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶𝔻𝕣𝕒𝕓𝕓𝕝𝕖༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶

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Sitting on the HMS Pogue with all your friends around as you're perched on Jj's lap, blanket thrown over the two of you as the breeze leaves goosebumps across your delicate skin. Everyone's laughing and joking until you feel Jj lift your hips and move your bikini bottoms to the side, leaving your pussy exposed to the chilly summer air.

"J what're you doing?" All you get in response is a finger to your lips and a small 'shhh'. All a sudden he's sheathed inside you in one swift thrust causing you to gasp out in shock and pleasure. "J what're you doing?" Your voice is a hushed whisper. "Just be quiet angel, wouldn't want us to get caught would you?" With a frantic shake of your head, you let him settle you down for the remainder of your time on the boat.

⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆*⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆*⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆

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thecameronchronicles · 1 year

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Pistol

TW: mentions of cocaine. Language. Mentions of abusive/toxic relationship. Smut. Dom!Barry. Cheating.

SUMMARY: The aftermath of your drug overdose brings you into a set of unlikely sheets...

WORD COUNT: 2200

*ORIGINAL CONCEPT*

Pistol

You took the first line to forget. About him. About her. About going back home. About staying here. You took the second to feel anything but the pain the encompassed ordeals left behind. The dull sting of betrayal you shouldn't have been surprised to endure and yet it was somehow all consuming. All because you trusted Topper's words when he said he didn't care about her that way anymore. And yet, you found him wrapped around Sarah as if she were the only thing tethering him to reality. The irony of your need to escape reality not lost on you as you took a third bump.

Then everything went black. The mix of alcohol and drugs along with your emotion and indifference for anything but the numb high your decision brought you tonight had been the medicinal edge you needed. And yet, it was taunting your morality.

Those friends you made since wearing the title of girlfriend for Topper had fled the second you began to tremor. Not one lifting a phone for assistance as you were left to die on the floor of some unnamed Kook's house.

The drugs and death danced a perfect tango with your life between their grasp, infiltrated by a grasp as unexpected as it was enigmatic. But your body and awareness were too stained to make out any of the lights as your eyes fluttered closed, your body left at mercy of the grim reaper himself.

At least you thought.

There wasn't a side effect you would be spared as you awoke in sheets vaguely familiar. A scent you knew to be marijuana set in the distance and music of an emo metal inspiration playing even further. As your head throbbed, you attempted to assist yourself to your feet before feeling nausea keep you still. It was only when looking down that you noticed the change of clothing and a sudden fear of being taken advantage of obliterated the thought of anything else.

"You're gonna want to move slow." A voice explained over your shoulder as you chilled. It was such a set of unfortunate circumstances in which you knew his voice. That distinctive twang accompanying the way he spoke and you were well aware you were in the "care" of Barry.

"What happened?" You groaned, a hand to your stomach as another came over your mouth.

"You up and overdosed." You shot to your feet, the memories in fragments but returning slowly the longer you existed in consciousness. The details of how everyone abandoned you and the sudden presence of his strong grasp made you narrow your eyes in confusion.

"Most people would say thank you..."

"Most people would have left me..."

"Most people did..." He explained, upset at his own remark.

"You need to eat...." He left you at the edge of his bed, the familiarity in his sheets reminding you of when you'd accompanied Topper and Rafe here to obtain the drugs a week prior. Never knowing they would be the first thing you'd notice added a near death experience such as this.

"Not exactly the buffet I'm sure you're used to, but..." But the smell of half burnt toast only made your expression sour.

"Why did you?"

"Why did I what?" He asked upon pulling his own buttered toast between his former grin after his eyes had taken stick of the available skin his oversized shirt left on you.

"Save me..."

He scoffed. "Never thought of it that way...more of keeping future problems away from me. Your body and all...bad for business..." Your eyes lowered before moving towards the door.

"Sit..."

"I-"

"Wasn't a question." He explained, bringing a gun to view. You swallowed hard.

"I'm curious...I have girls like you come through here every other day looking for an excuse...but why you? You seemed smart enough to know when to cut yourself off..."

"I didn't want to think..."

"About which car to take to the club or-"

"What do you want?" You interrupted, frustrated by your mix of embarrassment and your pains. His jaw cocked to the side before he slowly nodded.

"I would estimate a couple grand of my product was taken last night...by you..."

"Topper and Rafe paid-"

"Pulled one over on me. Used it all without paying me what I was owed..." His head cocked. "Seems to me they take advantage of everything, don't they?"

"What does that have to do with me?"

"Well you're gonna entertain me..." You swallowed hard as he pulled himself closer to the gun.

"I'd start by giving me my shirt back..." You hesitated.

"I'll just go...have Rafe-"

"He'll just have daddy bail him out...But I want interest even papa Cameron can't fix...something only you can offer..."

"How much?"

"How much what?"

"How much was it?"

"I don't want your money..."

"You said-"

"I want my shirt..." He stood, moving slowly towards you as you swallowed hard.

Barry was intimidating. Enough that his closing proximity or sole gaze kept you focused on him indefinitely, watching each and every move to ensure it wasn't fatal.

"They should keep a close eye on you..." Your jaw clenched as he kept the gun at his side and yet you kept it on your like or focus. When he noticed this, he set it back on the table. His hand rested over the barrel as he sat on the edge of the surface, his second hand close enough to trace the hem of his shirt met with each of your strained breaths.

"I'm not going to hurt you. Wouldn't make much sense to help you last night only to hurt you now. Just like it wouldn't make sense to take you by force when you'll give in to me anyway .." He moved closer to you, close enough to press you into the very edge of the small table.

"To be numb. Right? Country Club ain't treating you right and you shaking for me already in the way you only hoped to for him...So I'll ask one more time..." He lowered over you close enough to feel his breath on your parted lips.

"Or you can go back to the same people who left you last night...or stay and find out what I can offer-" The unspoken depth behind his eyes along with the taunt of his lips sent you towards him. Fingers to his shoulders stabilizing you as his came to your hips. His thumbs hooked beneath his shirt as he lifted it from your body and left the bra you intended for Topper.

"Show me..." Your fingers wrapped at your back to remove the clasp as he set you onto the counter. But he was not quick to fuck as you'd imagined. Instead, he lowered to his knees.

"Bet they've never made you come this way without a bit of help..." You blushed as he pulled your panties away until you were completely bare.

"And I could do it with only my tongue.." Your eyes rolled as he began at your clit. Your breath shuddering and sporadic before your hands ran through his hair. The slight grip you made over his tresses motivated him to deepen himself between your thighs as you were taken to the very edge, dependent on his hold of your thighs.

"You a good girl?" Your eyes came open as he licked slowly, enough for you to witness each stroke. He widened your legs and slowed as your mouth drew slack. You nodded in fear of him withdrawing.

"You never touch yourself?" Your eyes darted.

"I want you to...I got another job to do..." He sucked two fingers, forcing them both inside you at once as you gasped.

"Why would they be stupid enough to leave you alone when you taste like fucking candy?" He scoffed. "Bet you're perfectly tight, aren't you?" You nodded.

"I want you to give me what I want...I wanna watch you rub it until you're dripping on my table for me...don't fight it...I know you want to..." When you hesitated, he pulled your hand between your legs.

"Slowly...no coming." He lowered back down to you, sucking and fingering your entrance in exchanges as you rode into him.

"Barry?" A knock came to the door as he deepened his ambitions.

"Moan...loud." you obliged.

"Again." He groaned, pulling honest reactions from you until he turned you over the edge of the table. Your breasts taken in sharp grasps.

"Make it clear to them that I've got my own high right here..." His cock teased your core, a mystery when he had undressed, but not one you cared to question.

"But I'm not gonna force you...no matter how you're dripping on it..." He brought it directly underneath you, your lips stroking him as he guided you to slip over his shaft.

"Oh you feel good...like silk..."

"I want it..."

"Want what? There's a lot of things I could do..." He played with your nipples as you moaned.

"Especially if it gets you sounding like that..." You nodded. "Mmm…yeah…like that…"

"Say it..." But you blushed.

"I know you think you're a good girl, but you're too fucking wet right now to stay one...let me have the bad...give me it...tell me-"

"Fuck me...Please..."

He answered with a thrust. A single thrust that bottomed out within. Your fingers pinned beneath his on the table as he began a steady pace. His thick cock making your eyes roll as he pulled you harder against him.

"You feel expensive..." He spoke into your ear. "Worth the trouble of last night..."

"Yes..."

"Thank me..." He pulled your hair when you hesitated.

"For last night. For now. For being good and not forcing you on your knees..." He paused.

"Show me. Show me you're grateful...be good." He teased as he led you to your knees. You licked your lips and took him in stride.

"See how you taste? Think you deserve to come?"

You nodded.

"Then rub yourself. Get real close...but keep those eyes on me. I wanna know why my floor's stained after I make you stand." You struggled to keep a pace as he instructed you faster.

Faster. Your fingers were quick but the pleasure was enough to focus on him.

"One finger. Two, just like I did..." You mimicked this as he groaned to the shift your suction made around him.

"Faster-"

"I'm close-"

"No." You slowed.

"Did I say you could fucking stop?!" He lowered done to you, hand in your hair as another forced your fingers back inside. You were fucked thoroughly with your own fingers as he basked in the contortions made of your expression.

"You owe me...and I want my floor fucking stained as payment...yes…"

"It's too fast!"

"And you're gonna come hard!" He forced you deeper into yourself before directing your hand to his cock, still wet with your spit. The tip crying as he watched you respond to yourself.

"I'm gonna-something else is...Barry!" You gasped, a foreign gush between your legs coating you both as he smirked wildly.

"I was hoping you were a squirter...now do it again on my face..." You angled back as he tightness the hold on your hair.

"Sit on my face, pretty girl..." You obliged as he took you again.

"Slow-"

"You won't squirt again if I go slow...and you want to...don't you?" You hesitated.

"I want to make you come..."

"Then make me..." He guided you to face his cock as you lowered over him, resuming your pleasure as he has to you. It became a game of oral fixation and ecstasy to see which one of you would expire first.

"Mmm...Barry..." You groaned as he nodded, lapping you up.

"I want you inside me..." He suctioned to your clit one final time before withdrawing with a popping sound.

"Then ride me, pretty girl..." You sunk yourself onto him as he positioned himself upwards, enough to feel you against him.

"Don't worry about them disappointing you again...you got me now..."

"Fuck!" You hissed as he took a breast in either hand until you reclined against him. His hips raised, forcing your ass to follow as you relief solely on him. This position remaining until he came close.

"Knees...I'm gonna come...then you're gonna squirt for me again..." You nodded as you finished him off with your mouth swallowing him effortlessly as he kept you wrapped around him. The gun now visible.

"This turn you on?"

You nodded as he traced your cheek.

"Stand up..."

"Barry..." You gasped as he traced your lower lips with the barrel.

"I have another idea for you..." Your eyes widened as he set the gun in your palm before his middle finger came to your clit.

"You deserve that money as much as I do after how they left you...So you're gonna go get it...and come back..and I'll show you how proud I am of you, baby..."

"Barry-"

"Ride my hand..." You mindlessly agreed.

"You think you came hard before...just wait until you come back with my money..." He withdrew his hand, smacked your ass, and threw his shirt back at you.

"And don't even think of cleaning up. I want them to know how you paid for their mistakes. And how I'll reward you for them…"

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