#Barry obx prompt

[shellxrls]

— r. cameron / barry / reader

warnings: dom!barry, sub!rafe / unprotected anal sex / rimming, ass eating / cum-swallowing / threesome / dubcon (sex as payment) / oral (male receiving) / voyeurism

synopsis: rafe cameron x barry x gn!reader… you owe a debt to a certain prolific dealer on the cut, rafe believes he can pull a few strings to get it taken care of, you just never expected the alternate payment to be so debasing.

Barry likes to shove the noise out of Rafe. Like he can hoard the aggressive spikes of volume in his head if he really tries, bundle them into a rough package and store them safely within his cerebral cortex.

You can tell Rafe almost hates it, too eager for pleasure yet too impatient to wait, and so Barry knowingly draws it out of him — bated breaths turning into whispers of frustration until Rafe opens his mouth to spit out a harsh profanity and Barry finally decides to move. In that fraction of a second pummelling his whole length inside of Rafe and forcing out a guttural, drawn-out noise that you'd never heard from the boy before.

He locks eyes with you across the dingy space, and your pupils quickly flutter in humiliated distraction — landing on the shadows of Rafe’s back instead, fluorescents bringing out the harsh dips of darkness and paling his skin in comparison to Barry's.

You find yourself wanting to look away, every action too intimate, and every subsequent reaction too vulnerable. You were an intruder to this relationship and you felt it, like you were watching through a two-way mirror except you were the depraved bastard on the clear side, and they would never realise you were there.

You had never expected this when borrowing a favour from Rafe, his promise to get your debt waived cause he 'knew a guy' now almost a distant memory. Although you starkly remember him greeting Barry at the door, offering 'fresh meat' while their hands lingered too long to be in casual greeting.

You knew whatever Rafe was dragging you into was fated to be shady, but what you couldn't predict was the way the two stood by Barry's bed and argued in an aggressively hushed tone, Barry's calloused fingers coming to rest on Rafe's shoulders when he'd finally persuaded him into submission — “You're gonna sit right here while Rafe takes care of this debt for you princess" while guiding you into a yellowed plastic chair, settling you down with wink.

Now you were forced to watch, to listen, and to feel while Rafe — your dealer and the most high-strung, misogyny-fueled, cokehead you'd ever met — took dick from a man jut as pretty as him in a grimy trailer.

"Feelin’ good about volunteering for her debt now babyboy?" Barry grins, gripping Rafe by the jaw and bringing his face up to be conflicted between looking at you or the man behind him, he settles on Barry, who then decides to thrust into him particularly harshly to which Rafe only lets out a useless garble, "shittt, my bad, forgot that you turn into a dumb slut for some dick."

Sweat was dripping down your collar now, beads building up against your temples alongside a painful pulsing in your lower stomach. Barry noticed, too observant for his own good and yours too — "Yeah y'can touch yourself pretty girl," it comes out a bit strained, a stray tendon in his neck tensing at what you assumed was Rafe tightening around him, "bitch down here seems to like the idea."

It wasn't so much a prompt as it was an order, funny thing about the way Barry could manipulate tone, must've adopted it in the army, next to the ability to stare so hard you could feel his eyes drill holes into your skull.

"I ain't gone' say it a third time."

Subtly, you nod, swallowing your anxiety and dropping clothing to the floor until you can see Rafe wrapping a quivering hand around himself, eyes glossy while Barry is momentarily too distracted to dismiss him.

"Well shit, Rafe, keeping the prime cut to yourself I see," Barry raises his eyebrows in a chuckle, stilling inside of Rafe and clutching a hand by his bicep to match his lecherous smirk.

"Brought her by as soon as I could bitch, now move, fuck," Rafe groans, trying to push himself further onto Barry who only grapples his leaner hips into stability.

"Nah." Now towards you, having changed his mind about your positioning, he asks "C'mere."

Rafe whines when you get up, subtly grinding his hips and pleading for your gaze with his own, searching for remission and hoping you'll be kinder than Barry.

Barry instructs you to kneel by his feet. You’re now eye-level to where he sits inside of Rafe, twitching and pulsing while rafe constantly trembles with restlessness.

"Rafe's gonna cum very soon, you wanna know how I know? He's got that screwed up bitch face like he's gonna cry—" he's addressing you directly, completely disregarding Rafe's aching form on the bed and humiliating him with this dissection of his features, undisclosed to anyone but Barry at this point, "An' I'm gonna go pretty soon after him. Thing is, I don't want to get my sheets dirty with alla that, so you're gonna do me a favour and clean it up before anything spills."

Nodding, you feel his gaze intent on you again, unwavering. Remaining on your knees, you move so you can tongue at Rafe's dick — his nose red and his lips wet, face watery and flushed from the buildup while he stares down at you.

Once Barry starts thrusting again, you wrap both hands around Rafe, one circling his base and steadily jerking him off, whilst the other cups his balls, your mouth simultaneously sucking on his tip and drawing tight circles around the flushed slit.

"Fuck, 'm close," he groans, twisting up into your mouth, "f—fuck Barry 'm so close, 'm gonna cum."

Until you're swallowing round his girth and Barry's coaching the both of you through it, one hand tangled in your hair to push you down and the other stroking Rafe's shaking thigh.

Before you pull off Rafe you can still feel him throbbing in your mouth, and when you finally do Barry tugs you to your feet, forcing you into a sloppy kiss.

Tongue warm in your mouth and licking the remnants of Rafe off your gums, which is what finally gets his stomach to tense and flex when he finally cums himself, spilling into Rafe while grabbing a handful of your ass and painfully digging his nails into the flesh as he does.

He shoves you back down to kneel before Rafe when he's done, "Go on, prove yourself useful f'me and I'll consider that debt paid off hmm?"

Complying, you shyly bend your face towards Rafe, stretched out and leaking, tonguing the twitching muscle and cleaning up whatever Barry had left.

"S'too much, too much," Rafe swats at the empty air, curling into himself and flaring his ribs in overstimulation.

"You beg for it like a fucking girl so now you're gonna sit here and take it like one 'kay bitch," Barry rubs the skin around his cheek, patting it in domestic mockery despite Rafe's snot and tears.

In only a few more minutes Rafe cums again, dick leaking miserably on his toned stomach in rhythmic spills. Barry runs a finger through it, making Rafe shudder, before bringing it to the brunette's mouth and forcing two curved fingers inside — hooking them through his uvula and forcing it down until he starts gagging.

"Hope babyboy here didn't drop you off, think he'll be staying with me for the night."

"I can find my own way back," while already grabbing your things to head out — the taste of both men still sickly prevalent on your tongue.

"You ever need more favours you tell Rafe to call me a'ight," Barry whistles as you walk through the door, simply responding back with a murmured confirmation.

[starfxkrinc]

barry x deer!reader

barry sees himself as in control of her, bambi thinks she’s his equal. she’s odd, a little cruel, with a penchant for hunting and shooting bullets into his trailer. he partially uses her to run drugs, partially uses her for when him and rafe are on the outs. doesn’t like when she brings up how he was sniffing around her in high school.

[cameronsbabydoll]

guys hear me outtttt rafe goes to barrys for something (i think we all know what!!) and he brings the reader with and he’s like fingering her while talking to barry and barrys like… ???? and rafe is just like yeah sorry hold on she’ll be done in a sec

anon your killing me rn. i need this to happen to me asap

barry opens the door, squinting at rafe like he already knows this visit isn’t going to be normal. and he’s right.

rafe is leaning against the frame, one arm draped lazily around your waist, the other buried between your thighs. you’re barely standing, knees weak, legs trembling—only rafe’s grip keeping you upright. his fingers press deep, curling just right, and a soft, choked whimper slips from your lips before you can stop it.

barry stares. “man, what the fuck.”

rafe doesn’t even look phased. he glances up, unfazed as his fingers keep working you open, slow and deliberate. “yeah, sorry, hold on—she’s almost done.”

barry just stands there while you teeter on the edge, your body hot and flushed, hips barely moving against rafe’s hand. barry drags a hand down his face, shaking his head.

“you’re fucked in the head, country club.”

rafe just smirks, eyes still on you. his fingers slip out, dragging slick along the inside of your thigh as he finally—finally—pulls his hand away. he licks his fingers clean, slow and purposeful, like he enjoys watching barry’s expression twist in pure disbelief.

barry shoves a bag into his chest, already done with this whole situation. “take your shit and get the fuck out.”

rafe just laughs, tugging you closer. “say bye, baby.”

you barely manage a breathy, “b-bye, barry,” before rafe is guiding you back toward the car, leaving barry standing in the doorway, shaking his head.

he knows rafe’s bringing you back.

[rafesangelita]

Rafe x reader x Barry threesome??

♡ warnings: dealer!rafe, arguing, threesome, dubcon, face sitting, oral (m & f. receiving), barry is so sleazy in this

“this isn’t all my money, country club.” barry ran a hand down his face, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration. rafe was quick with his response, an uneasy feeling settling over you. “look, there’s a party tomorrow night back on figure eight, if you could lend me something to flip i’ll have the rest of your paper, plus interest, alright?” barry shook his head, feeling for the gun he had in the waistband of his shorts.

rafe’s eyes traveled down to where the metal glinted under the dim light of barry’s trailer. “come on, man, i got my girl here.” your boyfriend took a seat next to you, pulling you into his side. “calm down with the gun, barry, forreal.” you glanced up, only to see rafe’s business partner already looking at you. “i got bills to pay, rafe, and i need to collect.” he sat back in his chair, a smirk forming on his lips.

“you didn’t tell me your girl was so pretty.. what is that? ‘that lace?” you looked down at your stockings that peeked out from under your skirt, nodding as rafe fixed your bottoms so barry couldn’t look at you anymore. “just let us leave from here and we won’t have any problems, i’ll bring you your money asap and we could go on with our business.” rafe wanted nothing more than to gouge barry’s eyes out of his skull for looking at any other part of you besides your face.

“m’afraid i can’t do that, country club.” rafe scoffed, getting up from the dingy couch before pulling you up with him. “fuck you, man, we’re outta here. c’mon, baby-” barry chuckled, “i wouldn’t do that if i were you, unless you want to be gunned down as soon as you open that door. ‘would be a shame if your little girlfriend was left here all by herself..” you shivered at his words, both you and rafe exchanging looks.

“do you fuckin’ hear yourself? i told you i don’t have the rest of your money, barry. what do you want?” rafe watched as barry’s eyes moved over to you, basically sizing you up as he motioned his head in your direction. “her.” rafe stared blankly at the man in front of him, the gears in his head turning. “i could kill you right now.” you swallowed nervously, eyeing rafe as his face began to redden.

“yeah? so could i.” your heart dropped when you heard the metal click of barry’s gun. “no!” you cut in, both men zeroing in on you. “there’s no need for that.. barry.” rafe looked confused as you got closer to him, “please don’t do that.” you met rafe’s gaze, your own eyes brimming with tears. “i’m not letting this fucker touch you-” he grabbed your wrist pulling you back before barry could do anything.

“he said he was going to shoot you!” you whispered, nearly losing your footing. rafe knew barry wasn’t playing, he’d do anything if money was involved, even if that meant killing his partner. “just let him, rafe..” your voice broke rafe’s heart in two, the look on your face forever ingrained in his brain. “no.” he shook his head. you turned towards barry anyways. “i’ll do it, but only under one condition.”

both men waited with uneven breaths. “rafe has to join us.” at yours words, barry glanced at your boyfriend behind you. “fuck no.” he got up, about to reach for you before rafe got in the way. “i can’t do it without him.” you shook your head, hiding behind rafe. barry huffed, shooting daggers in rafe’s direction. “fine.” you clung to rafe’s arm, a chill running down your spine as barry motioned both of you towards the hallway.

“after you.”

if someone told you, you’d be sitting on barry’s face while rafe shoved his cock down your throat as a solution for missing payment, you wouldn’t believe them. “son of a bitch, you’re one lucky bastard, country club. she’s so fucking sweet.” both you and rafe ignored barry’s words, a groan rumbling from rafe’s chest when he felt you swallow around him. your hips moved languidly against barry’s mouth, the tip of his nose nudging your clit.

in a way this wasn’t so bad. with barry underneath you, and your view only being rafe’s pleasure filled face, it was easy to pretend like the man wasn’t even there. since you didn’t let barry take you the way he wanted to, he settled for fucking his fist while eating you like a man starved. you couldn’t deny the way barry’s tongue worked skillfully on your soaked cunt, but it was nowhere near as good as the way of your boyfriend’s.

you looked down when you felt barry’s bruising grip on your thigh, a whimper leaving your lips at the pain. rafe swore to himself he was going to punch barry when he least expected it as pay back for hurting you. softly tugging on the roots of your hair, rafe mumbled a ‘keep your eyes on me, baby’ as he felt himself nearing his climax. “fuck..” barry grunted, spilling his load in his hand while working to make you cum on his tongue.

you cried out when barry sucked your clit, your hips stuttering as your orgasm hit you in waves of ecstasy. rafe followed suit, his jaw going slack as he painted the inside of your mouth with his cum, his fingertips threading themselves in your hair to keep you in place. swallowing rafe’s load was second nature to you and it drove him crazy. you sighed through your nose, rafe moving your mouth off of his cock.

he quickly pulled up his jeans, adjusting his belt before pulling you off of barry’s face. “there, asshole. you don’t get to relish in it afterwards.” your legs were still shaking from the aftershocks of your orgasm, your boyfriend dressing you as barry laid there on his bed. he looked like he was coming down from the best high he ever had, even licking the remnants of you from his lips. “you okay?” rafe cupped your face, stroking your chin. “mhmm.” you hummed, ready to get out of barry’s trailer already.

“consider yourself debt free.” barry sat up, “but next time you’re short, i’m fucking her.”

[nemesyaaa]

western nights // mean!S2!barry x kook!reader x s2!rafe

summary ; /

warnings ; mentions and using of drugs. kinda violence. barry doesn't give a shit about pogue/kook thing. threesome(mxmxf/switch). smut without real plot. shotgunning (smoking). choking. double p in v. boys kissing (if you see that challengers reference, no you don't.), oral (f&m receiving.). scars mentions. threats.(3k words.). be careful with the warnings.

author's note : i want rafe and barry back as a chaotic duo for S4 part 2, please. it's a threat, not a request. im watching you obx screenwriters.

“someone you know very well owes me money.”

you looked up from your line of cocaine in a loud snort, before sitting comfortably on the bed while rubbing your nose to clean it quickly.

"and how does that concern me barry? you have your business, i have mine. and by the way, are you stalking my clients because you're losing yours ? ”

“ you’re such a fucking ungrateful princess. let me remind you that it’s because of me that you even have a business in the first place. you were nobody before i helped you, it doesn’t matter how much of a kook you are in this business.”

"wow.. someone’s got an attitude. it's not my fault your boy chose me over you.”

"yeah, he’s gonna regret that when you fuck him over."

“and why would i do that?”

he approached you, a big blunt falling out of his lips, before leaning toward you, made you feel quietly small. a short breath escaped your throat while you shivered. a smile with a wicked expression on his eyes showed on his face. “ still afraid of me. why ? it’s been a long time since i’ve had to put you in your place. you still got that scar? ” with a sick, softened voice, he added just over your lips. “that expensive makeup covers it up real good.”

“ what do you want, barry ? ”

in the intimacy of silence between the two of you, he pressed a thumb in the corner of your lips, letting his finger open it a little wider, before pulling out and blowing smoke directly into your mouth, letting your tongue disappear on the shot.

you scoffed, before your throat had swallowed the smoke. “ i want my money. and you're gonna do what i ask you. ”

“ and if i don’t ? ”

“ you don’t have much of a choice actually.”

barry placed himself above you, more threatening than when he welcomed you into his home. you placed a hand on his chest before responding calmly. “ don't be mad at me. it's your own fault you decided to trust him. why are you giving him free shit? you know he can afford it. and don’t give any of that ‘he said he’ll bring the money next time’ bullshit, when has rafe cameron ever been trustworthy?”

“ y/n. don’t start shit you can’t finish. ” he warned.

"what do you want me to do? you have a gun, and no reputation to preserve, if you want to shoot him, he's all yours. don't involve me in this. i'm having a good relationship with my client, do not mess it up. "

“do you think it’s that easy, princess?” he laughed nervously. "obviously. you really think I can get away with taking out Rafe Cameron?”

"i just think if you really wanted to, you would. Since when does Rafe scare you anyway? "

"i had a little disagreement with ward. it’ll just be easier if you handle it."

“what do i gain from all this?”

“It’s your choice. But we’ll talk about it when we’re out of this situation.”

you sighed. the next day, you invited rafe cameron to your house. like every time you called him, he came back.

“ so, where’s the coke ? ” he asked. “ tell me you have something for me. ”

"obviously I do, I'm a dealer, what did you expect ? But do I have any for you ? that's another question. ” you frowned. your gaze was on his beaten puppy face, his eyes were glinting, completely desperate, and his voice was almost pleading and nervous. “ i think i’ve been too nice to you, rafe. maybe i should be mean for once. look at this scar you have, should i give you another one? because that’s what’s gonna happen if you don’t behave. ”

“I’m begging you, please. i'm gonna pay you back.”

"begging already? wow. tell me why i should believe you’re pay me back?”

“ just trust me. you know i have money, i just have to get it.”

“ i have no reason to trust you. “ you shook your head with a tsk tsk that meant you didn’t believe him. he was a pathological liar, it was in his nature to save his ass with lies.

you laughed in frustration, making him raise an eyebrow. "you’re gonna pay me back, huh? I’m not even the only person you owe money to. is this about what we did last time?”

“If i can recall, you were enjoying yourself just fine.” he cut in.

"rafe. you have nothing to offer me. to tell you the truth, if I really needed money, there are ways I can get it. So whatever is going on here, it’s not fair because you’re getting something out of it and I’m not.”

"I told you, I’m gonna pay you back, just please, give it to me. I’ll pay you back tomorrow.”

"We’re going to try this another way. I’ll see you tomorrow and if you have the money you owe us then you’re good. And I’ll take care of you again.”

you kicked him out of your house. the next day, he showed up in your room as you were coming out of your shower. you planned to procrastinate all day before he stormed off like crazy.

"What are you doing? You think you can show up here like this?”

“I have your fucking money. now, i want my coke. i did what you wanted me to do ! ”

you smiled, while giving a pat on his curtain bangs. “ good job, pretty boy. ”

“where’s the coke? give it to me. ”

“i don’t have any.” you replied.

rafe laughed, a nervous and uncomfortable laugh. he took a few steps towards you, pushing you against the wall.

“rafe?”

“where’s the fucking coke? ”

“dude, are you high?” you asked, suddenly unwell by the rising tension you can't feel through the air. “ i just tol...”

he was mad, more than that, frustrated. the way you played with his feelings, you were making him go around in circles. and his hands began to irritate him, to make him wickedly agitated. which meant that he was gradually losing control because you were showing that it was you who had the power. he was just asking for drugs, only a little. it was such a small ask in his eyes, just a fucking line how you gave him some every time he came. like a child's whim, you couldn't take away from him what you had always given him. from his point of view, it was not okay.

and the thing was, you were doing it just now. he felt a horrible chaos inside him which made him spiral. his hands fell terribly on your throat, fingers wrapping in tight around you like a collar.

"i just asked you a question. and you better hope your answer is what i want to hear, because if it’s not this isn’t gonna be fun for you.” he whispered, his lips softly ghosting over yours.

“you’re scaring me….rafe ”

“ good, maybe now you’ll show me some fucking respect.”

he grabbed you by the throat, forcing you to bend your knees so that you were at his feet. you coughed, and he responded with a smirk.

“i don’t have your fucking coke. "

“but you know what, that’s not fair. i held up my end of the deal, o got your money and you don’t have my coke.”

he slipped each of the bills against your tongue down to the exact amount he owed you, forcing your mouth to stay open.

"not having so much fun now, huh?”

“ what a great surprise, my two favorite people in the same place. " had commented a voice behind the kook.

it was barry. you and rafe both shivered. at the same time.

“what the hell is this ?” rafe replied.

“relax country club, i didn’t come to give you a hard time. ”

“so why are you here ?” Rafe replied.

you spat the money back into your mouth and barry came closer to you.

“what the hell are you doing here?” you replied.

"so you're stealing my clients, you're taking my money and what more, you're lying to me?" barry had wisely articulated.

“wait, what do you mean?”

“shut up, rafe.”

“barry, it’s not what you think.”

"that's exactly what i believe. but you know what I believe even more? is that you need to be taught a fucking lesson.yeah, spoiled, rich girls like you need to learn that they can't play with everyone. come on, country club. ”

“barry.” you started. " listen..."

"I would love to listen to you, princess but I'm going to have a hard time doing once i fill that pretty mouth with my cock."

“what?” you retorted.

" oh you know, i'm in a grear mood. you seem to really enjoy playing with people around you. guess today, it's just my turn to play. i'm also thinking we should invite rafe to this game. would be fair actually. will princess be able to say sorry after being her nasty mouth being fucked to death ? ” replied barry by pulling you by the side of your face, hair caged in his grip, making you gasp.

“ pretty sure, bitch like her can. ”

" you're too high to even know where you put your dick. ” you said.

“ very funny. ”he laughed in a sarcastic way, before pulling his pants down, his cock slapping against his stomach, following his movement by plunging it straight into your mouth, one hand with rings covering your throat, pressed tightly his fingers against the back of your neck. “still funny?” he continued as he pushed himself even deeper, feeling his dick deep down in the inside of your pleasing mouth widening around him. “ can't even answer now. ”

Barry smiled before undressing his pants, guiding your hand to his own cock. you quickly got the hang of it, starting to masturbate him, your free hand circled around his full length stroking back and forth, all the while having rafe’s thick length, lodged hard in your throat.

your fist was wrapped around barry’s cock, fingers tightening and sliding around his girth quickly while rafe was buried completely inside your mouth, fucking you faster on the tongue. you already started to get soaked on the inside of your thighs, the wet forming a damp spot on the fabric of your underwear.

both boys stood in front of you, above your kneeling position while you were at their commands. barry invited himself into your mouth, his cock next to rafe's hitting your dripping, sloppy tongue. their two dicks were working your throat at the same time, same pace as your muscle rolled over the two shafts that stretched you open. you could feel the weight of their lengths filling your stuffed mouth. your face was weeping with spit and saliva.

you grabbed their cocks with your free hands, sucking with your mouth and pumping with your fingers, their grunts hovering in the room.

your mouth was completely blocked by the growing size of their dick. rafe smeared all the drool from your mouth on your face, before spitting on your tongue, followed by barry. you touched them both while continuing to deepthroat the two boys. you let your tongue run on the veiny flesh of their dick, trailing your wet muscle around their veins, followed by balls lapping. your received both of their cocks so well like you were always made for this. you coughed several times, letting a trickle of saliva slip from your jaw. they both pulled out, before slapping their cocks on your drooling cheeks. your face was pressed with tears, running down your skin to the floor.

“don’t be lazy, open your legs. ” ordered rafe.

you had spread your thighs, leaving them with a full view of your glistening pussy. “ but look at you, already so wet, soaking like a mess when neither rafe or me already touched you. ” barry mocked.

rafe pushed your glossy lips apart with two fingers making you suck on them, stuffing you full in the mouth to the throat and barry found a place between your legs, and trailed his tongue against your folds filled with wetness that poured over his face.

he traced your clit, before eating out your hole that was pulsing against his messy mouth, the way his tongue licked your slit, slurping in and out, before circling your beating clit. his lips were wrapped around you, dirty lapping your cunt as rafe taking his thick fingers deeper in your throat to the point you choked on them. he cleaned them with his own mouth, before diving his thumb in your lips. the corner of your mouth were foaming as he roughly brushed his digits inside your cavity, two fingers fucking your tongue and throat, as barry widly sucking your cunt. your taste were flowing and he keeping it before kissing you slowly, let in drip back in your mouth.

“ do not swallow it. i bet country club wants a taste of you…” he commented, through the kiss.

without swallowing, you kissed rafe, moving your lips against his and released your tongue over his own. you were over the moon, both of them kissing you, tongue mixed with streams of saliva, and nasty spits.

you placed your hand through your slit, before pushing your fingers against rafe's mouth, forcing him to open wider while you do the same with your other hand with barry's mouth, feeding the two boys with your juice flowing around their hanged jaw. you rushed your digits further in their throat, as they gasped around them. you were so turned on, the way they were literally drooling like dogs over your hands was making you feel insane.

you slowly pulled out your hands as their faces got closer to each other, while watching them kissing through your dirty fingers. you watched them with a twisted smile, as rafe hand reached the throat of barry, his thumb running over his cheek. your gaze was focused on them, and your ears filled with the wet and horny sound of them licking each other. that was hot, and you hated how hot it was. “ are you gonna fuck or should i do it all the work myself ? ”

“ want to be fucked so bad ? ” cutted rafe.

“ is my legs open enough for you, rafe ? ” you said, teasing him flirty.

“ she's really asking for it. ” answered barry.

“ which one's gonna fuck me first ? ”

they both laughed at you as you said something very funny. you raised an eyebrow.

“ you're gonna take us.”

“ it's not gonna fit. ”

“ it's gonna fit. because that pussy is tired of being tight. ”

when they started fucking you it made the heat rise inside you. your whole body was horribly hot, their two cocks were both pressed and stuck in the same hole. you gripped the sheets with your fist, while they stretched your weeping pussy over and over, shoving every inch of their cocks into your soaking pussy. your head was spinning as you lost yourself completely, your flesh smushed onto the mattress. both wrecked your canal, and hitting every one of your spots. you felt strange spasms, a mixture of pleasure and pain as you trembl d and moaned under their thrusts.

“ don't fucking cry, you're the one who wanted those cocks inside you. was too mean to do what your pussy begged for ? too late. neither rafe nor i are going to stop. ” shouted barry while ramming his hips against you in a brutal stroke, making you whine harder.

“ pl-please…”

“ the only thing you need to “ please please ” is for us to fuck you even harder. ” continued the curtain bangs one with a sick smile around his lips.

rafe shutted you cries with a rough snap of his hips, his firm body slammed into yours, while barry next to him, pounded you in the same raw way. his hair was messy as yours, unbrushed and bouncing against his shoulders, as the air became more hotter. you were crying and panting for breath like a crybaby, tits swaying while your vision was getting blurred.

the kook one grabbed your face, hollowing your cheeks with his fingers, before spitting in your open mouth, watching his globe of saliva dripping from your glossy lips. inspired, barry spat on rafe's mouth, forbid him to swallow with his hand brushed on his partner jaw before letting the spit drooling over your mouth.

the pace sped up, as your pussy squeezed them like a vice, the room filled with the wet smacking sounds of your core getting speared roughly. they were fucking you deeply, your cunt dripping around them as they thrusted into you back and forth, all spots getting touch.

next position, you were bouncing on rafe's dick, big hand tugged on your hips, your ass jiggling against and slamming into his large spreaded thighs, as barry letting you suck on his dick. you were giddy, feeling overheated, messing everywhere on both of them. they were working on each part of your body, the overstimulation draining you.

“ suck it well, pretty thing.” he grabbed your jaw, his glare locked into your teary eyes. “ don't forget that you have still another free hole. and trust me, you don't want two cocks in. ”

your mouth found barry's cock, tongue out and wrapped around his crazy shaft, as you slowly pushed your muscle above his tip. you were now used to it, and sucked it directly to the throat, you spitting on it before licking to feel the size hitting the deep of your neck. you were like a dizzy free-use doll that were fucked to heaven.

you placed the dick of barry between your swayed tits that was unstoppable because of rafe's hard strokes on your sloppy cunt. your cunt that was actually filled by his large cock. before starting to pump the dealer with your boobs, you caged the painful boner in the middle of your breasts, and pressed them to the bulging girth before moving up and down quickly. when you heard his raspy grunts near your ears, his mouth and breath brushed your sensitive skin, you accelerated the pace, leaving him growling speechless.

few minutes later, he came around your neck, painting your flesh with white loads. rafe released his cum in you five minutes after, while kissing you, swallowing every breath of yours.

you fell on your back, completely exhausted. “ you guys…are crazy…”

“ just the beginning. ”

[rubiehart]

offerin’ to suck him off but him refusing point blank cuz he’s not about to let you get him off without making you cum at least once first before even thinking about it, cuz he’s a gentleman!! when you offer he’s just all like “you kiddin’ me?” and you just smirk, helping you strip yourself down, your complete bare body exposed to the draft from the window making your nipples harden, making jj lick his lips and usher you over.

your just kneeled next to him all pink cheeked and nervous telling him you’ve never done it before, which takes him by surprise. “so i’ll be your first?” you shake your head ‘yes’ , looking away nervously before he grabs your attention by dragging fingers up your thigh, soothing your nerves a little.

“hey. you listenin’ t’ me?” you nod. “i’s all gonna be good, ‘kay?” he smirks, still rubbing your thigh. “what if you can’t breathe jayj..” you mumble, still a little unsure. “it’d be a pretty good way to go, huh?” he thinks outloud, getting a disapproving slap on the arm from you. “okay, deserved.” he agrees, “but i promise i gotchu, okay? how ‘bout this? if i needa’ break..” he trails off tapping your thigh three times to show you making you nod your head feeling a little more confident.

a grin spreads across his face as he grips your thigh. “good, now get up here mama.” you position yourself over his waiting mouth, your soaking heat practically dripping, both hands rested on the headboard and thighs either side of jj’s head, his eyes lighting up as he gets a clear view of your sopping heat, sending you a wink up as he dives in like a starved man, gripping your thighs with two hands and pulling you down so sit all the way down, this angle feeling so much better.

his skilled tongue exploring your folds as you moan out, moving your hips involuntary to the rhythm of his movements and whining out when he sucks your clit into his mouth, tongue swirling around it making your toes curl, squeezing his head with your thighs in a moment of pure bliss. “i’m gonna fuckin’ cum!” you moaned out as his tongue dips onto your dripping hole, teasing your entrance and bringing the attention back to your clit, his grip like a vice on your thighs as you cum, thighs shaking and voice takin’ on moans jj had only heard in porn, making the tent in his shorts more prominent as he lets you ride out your high.

you roll off his face a little after that, catching your breath, hair splayed around your head like a halo and jj would admit you looked like a real life angel, finally opening your eyes to see his dilated pupils and his mouth slick with your arousal, smirking at you as he licks it from around his lips. “that’s like.. the hardest i’ve ever came in my life.” you admit, still in a blissed out state, he just chuckles and nods. “glad i could be of service ma’am.” he jokes, making you smile and leaning into him.

“you looked so hot like that.” jj mumbles as he presses a soft kiss into your hair, making you look up at him with a smirk, leaning into him and tasting yourself on your tongue, looking down to see the wet patch on his pants and gasping when you realised he’d came from just tasting you. “baby! you just taste too fuckin’ good.” he’d say trying to defend himself as you just giggle.

[shellxrls]

WHOLLY MAD & HALF UNDRESSED

welcome to my kinktober 2024 ! all fics will be linked down below, content is strictly 18+ & to be viewed at your own discretion ♡.

— sub!rafe cameron x fem!reader… ( mommy kink / handjob )

— john b x pup!reader… ( daddy kink / dry-humping / sweat-licking )

— stepbro!rafe cameron x fem!reader… ( degradation / stepcest / fauxcest )

— jj maybank x fem!reader… ( emetophilia / oral )

— rafe cameron x fem!reader x sarah cameron… ( filming / stepcest )

— jj maybank x gn!reader… ( impact play / marking, bruising )

— rafe cameron x barry x gn!reader… ( rimming / cum-swallowing / threesome )

[starfxkrinc]

barry couldn't even pretend to enjoy it, his head trapped between plush thighs as he mouthed at her sticky, wet cunt. everything about her made him sick, from those big wet eyes to the way she pittered about sam, sniffling and whining like a sheep without it's flock.

and it never ended, not even at night. because then he had to deal with her pitiful mewls while same did who knows what to her on the futon. as far as barry was concerned, liana was not his concern. she was sam's, and he'll tolerate the stray as long as she didn't interfere with his business.

for her credit she didn't, mostly. she stayed out of his way more or less, only following behind him when sam got sick of her and pushed her off for the day. it was fine, whatever he can deal with that.

he deals with rafe doesn't he?

dealt. past tense. because now rafe's walkin the 'straight and narrow' as best as he can to prove some point. got himself a girl, even if they don't like each other, and now rafe doesn't have time for him. but sam's ass is just as tight and just as warm as his was, and he actually has a cunt to fuck when he's feeling for that too, no more tugging on rafe's chubby pink dick and telling him he's wet like a girl.

problem is when he fucks sam, liana gets all pissy. moping and pouting like a kid being left out of a grown up conversation. then she starts tryna kiss on him, and he hates that. he hates her soft baby smell and her soft cushy lips so he pushes her off to sam's chagrin.

she's not that bad barry. just let her kiss you.

that kiss on his arm always turns to a hand down his pants and now he's trapped between thick thighs while sam mumbles to her about relaxing.

"aight, enough of this shit." barry thinks if he had to feel her clit pulse between his lips one more time he would lose it. the taste of her alone is enough to make his dick twitch, and he doesn't wanna think about that. he just wants to drag her to the edge bed and stuff her fat cunt until she was begging him to stop. maybe then she'll leave him alone. thats what he tells himself when he does just that, he doesn’t want her. he’s scratching an itch for them both because god knows sam can’t give her any dick. and its nice having something young and plump to grab on.

lord, she’s pathetic. that’s all he can think as he digs his fingers into her fleshy hips.

fuck, would she shut the fuck up?

barry realizes he must have said this out loud when his ears ring with a smack, and he looks through a curtain of greasy hair to be met with sam’s glare. he can’t even fight the moan he lets out at the sight of her, the edges of her hair curled and her wife beater damp with sweat.

“i told you to be nice.”

he wraps a hand around lianas throat, pulling her face up from the mattress and their bodies closer together. when he shudders at the contact he tells himself it’s because he hates the feeling of her sweaty skin.

“i am bein nice, tell sammy im being nice lee.”

liana whines, and his fingers tighten at the sound, "uh huh--he's s-so nice."

stupid bitch. he could snap her neck right here.

but he won't because sam wanted her. and he wants sam if he can't have rafe and his stomach may turn at the sight of her but she lays there and lets him fuck her til she tastes blood in her mouth. even sam won't let him do that. and she's wetter, damn near flooding the room with how it drools out of her pussy in rivulets.

if he cared he'd rub her clit too, take an edge off the bruising he's giving her cervix, but he figures it's her fault for being too sensitive anyways.

liana's babbling too much, so he'll shove her face back into the mattress.

and sam watches. watches as she thrashes over time, no doubt in fear and panic over the air not entering her lungs. watches as barrys hips slam against her ass. watches as her hands blindly reach out to feel sam's calloused hands in her own soft ones.

she never stops him, even when he says out loud "i hate fucking this thing." since he'll cum regardless. and he'll make liana cum too as much as it hurts her.

there's some things barry can do that she can't, no matter if he hates doing it.

when he's done she's left in a puddle, neither of them make any moves to help her.

"you fuckin owe me one sam, now get her outta here."

liana looks dazed, sated. the fucking freak.

barry knows sam's gonna have to rub her pussy and suck on her clit to take the edge off and he's already irritated at the thought of hearing them all night.

despite his rough words he doesn't rush them, he even lets liana rub her face against the side of his thigh as he rolls a blunt. pats her head like a pet before giving her a couple puffs.

it's nice having them around sometimes. they take the load off.

it got real quiet when rafe stopped coming around.

[pintrestgrl]

remember when i said precious always cryin and barry gotta console her ..

ok this is real footage of that. she sits exactly like that for hours in his lap just cryin and cryin! the most common reasons are bc of her dad , bc she wants a cat , bc her hairs fucked up , bc she’s on her period , or bc she simply feels like it and wants his attention.

sometimes if she really feels like it she makes up random stuff when he asks why she’s sobbing her eyes out. barry also keeps the knives and guns on a very high shelf for the sole purpose of that she really would do something like that just to get his attention.

and it’s not like he doesn’t give her any he does but shes literally just an attention whore n she thrives on it. she literally went unnoticed her whole life n now he’s all she got lol

[nemesyaaa]

currently me

can't believe there is such a lack of barry x reader because damn, i love him so much. but thanks you for that, now i need him to Fuck me until i can't breath. :))))

i need barry to choke me until i pass out while he’s pumping a load inside of me. he quite literally looses control and his first instinct is to grab your neck and choke you for….leverage but then he notices your body going limp in his hands and he keeps fucking you until you’re grabbing at his hands and hitting his bicep for him to let you go.

[rafesbunny]

cut it out- r.c & barry 🎀

where barry become unexpected friends

you hated the days where rafe made you go to barry’s trailer with him while he sorted out business and acted as if you weren’t even there. rafe would pay you zero attention, and on top of that you were missing out on a day of doing fun and exciting things by being forced to go with him. it didn’t help that his business partner was scary.

when you first met barry, he gave you a faux smile before asking rafe “was it really necessary you bring her here”. and even though you didn’t care one bit for barry, it still upset you. you felt like a burden whenever you went round there, as rafe would either shove you into a spare room while they dealt or made you wear headphones. and barry would always huff as he opened the door and saw your face.

one day you were left alone with barry as rafe had to go out and deal with something to do with his dad, and he trusted barry to be alone with you. after an awkward half an hour of sitting in silence, barry enquired, “country club treatin’ you good?” not expecting his question also unsure of the intentions behind it you warily answered, “yeah… why?” barry shook his head dismissively, “no reason girl, wanna drink” despite his efforts to get to know you, you were still timid when answering, “yes please, just water please” making sure to be extra polite having heard stories of barry putting people on their place, and you did not want to be one of those people. he filled you up a glass and sat next to you, “here you go princess. got another question” you looked at him with wide eyes, encouraging him to continue, “rafe act like he’s got a stick up his ass all the time with you as well, or are you his sweet spot?” the way barry described rafes grumpy personality made you laugh a little, but before you could answer rafe walked through the door, “what you laughing at kid?” you looked at barry and laughed again while barry smirked. rafe carried on walking, “don’t like this new friendship between you too”

now, days at barrys didn’t seem as daunting, every time you would tag along, barry would greet you with, “long time, princess, missed ya” while side hugging you with a kiss to the forehead. though rafe would be quick to intervene shoving him away, “yo cut it out” while barry took a step back, hands up in defence, “nice to see you too sunshine”. the sarcastic name for rafe making you giggle. you were no exception to his warning, “you too, alright?” you would nod at him suppressing a smile, but laughing again when you catch barry smirking out the corner or your eye. rafe would just storm off into the trailer after that leaving you and barry all alone outside, “i don’t know how you deal with his bratty attitude all day, princess really don’t” and again before you could respond rafe shouted from inside, “can hear you, you know” making you and barry laugh again.

god how rafe regretted ever taking you to barry’s in the first place.

[jjnrafesbabygirl]

📸: taken by rafe at date night

[nemesyaaa]

here's a list of obx au's that i think of often and that I hope can help with writer's block bc i will never write them :)))

rafe cameron : lawyer!rafe, sadistict!gladiator!rafe, joker!rafe, momma’s boy!rafe, grim reaper!rafe, blade runner!rafe, sniper!mask!rafe, blue beard!rafe, older!creepy!taxi driver!rafe, purge!leader!rafe,...

jj maybanks : graffiti artist!jj, stuntman!jj, urbex!youtuber!jj, pervy!video club x!coworker!jj, bad!teacher!jj, theatre!student!jj, pickpocket!jj, butler!jj, con artist!jj, depressed!rich!drug addict!jj, creepy! obssessed!fan!jj...

pope heyward : scientist!pope, zookeeper!pope, video game!store!manager!pope, doctor!pope, dark!plastic surgeon!pope, strict!class president!pope, marine scientist!pope, nerdy!detective!pope, mathlete!pope, aerospace!engineer!pope, geek!hacker!pope, pervy!computer scientist!pope, cult!scientist!leader!pope…

john b : pool!lifeguard!john b, music store!manager!john b, firefighter!john b, old!guitarist!john b, gravedigger!john b, dog sitter!john b, sadistic!dom!john b, drug sitter!john b, con artist!john b, animal rescue!john b, banker!john b....

reader: muse!reader, dentist!reader, circus performer!reader, academic!weapon!reader, goofy!loser!reader, art!student!reader, brothel!reader, fashion designer!reader, nurse!reader, pet store!reader, famous podcast!reader, fortune!teller!reader, swan!reader, veterinarian!reader, vigilante!reader, wedding!planner!reader, stand up comic!reader, sailor!reader, cosplayer!reader, sex shop worker!reader, hairstylist!reader, pin up galore!reader, activist!reader….

fantasy female!reader :succubus!reader, wish!granting!genie!reader, tiny!fairy!princess!reader, whimsigoth!witch!reader, egyptian!goddess!reader, cursed!angel!reader…

done ! you can use freely, i don't care about credits but i would like to read and support your work, so tag me anywhere, or tell me<3333 hope it helps 😁

[rubiehart]

can you write something where reader and jj had an argument and they do something apart from each other for a little while because they both know they are just tired and need some alone time but then jj starts missing reader even if it has been only an hour or so, and he starts annoying the reader because its his way of apologizing and saying sorry and they make up. (If you don’t understand anything I’m saying you can just ignore it hahah)

you’d just gotten out of the shower, washing off all the negativity from the day you’d had, let’s just say there was a lot to get rid off. you and jj had been arguing about little things for the past few days, and you decided you needed some time to cool off, in the midst of another little squabble you broke and stormed out of the chateau, leaving jj there and saying nothing else to him, and looking at your notification centre he seemed he didn’t even think to send you a text.

you just huffed, deep down hoping he’d made the decision to ask if you were okay, even though you told him not to speak to you until you both had time to cool off, placing your phone on your nightstand you walked over to your dresser to start your skincare routine, pressing play on your speaker and letting some music fill the space in your mind that was being consumed by jj. you’d just finished rubbing in your serum when you heard a tap at your window, you decided or ignore it until another tap came, then another, then another five seconds later. you huffed and slammed the moisturise down and walking over to your window, throwing your thin curtains to the side and looking down.

a mop of blonde hair barely being lit by the dimming porch light, his toothy grin smiling up at you making all the anger you’d felt melt away, like he always did to you, not letting that show on your face though, you weren’t gonna break that easily, you flung your window open and spoke down to his dark shadow “what are you doing here?” you huffed. he just shrugged, “just wanted to come see my girl…” he replied lowly, clearly trying to conceal his grin. you rolled your eyes and closed your window.

jj hung his head in defeat, thinking you were mad, before the front door flung open and you came running out in your skimpy little pyjamas making him raise his eyebrows, which made you return the look, more disapprovingly than his. “eyes are up here.” you joked, throwing yourself into his arms and hugging him tight. he just smiled and looked you in your eyes “i’m sorry about earlier baby.” you just nodded, keeping eye contact with him silently agreeing. “i’m sorry too.” you grinned he just replied by grabbing your face and placing a sloppy kiss to your lips making you smile and take his hand, guiding him back towards the porch, making him grin and follow blindly behind you.

you gestured to the porch light and looked at him “need you to change the bulb in that for me.” you grinned “starting to think you’re just using me for my handyman skills baby.” he jokes, pulling you into him with an arm around your waist, making you lean into his shoulder with a cheeky grin and shrugging sarcastically “hm, maybe.”

[shellxrls]

I feel absolutely awful these past days and I am positive that craving Barry and Rafe to kick the shit out of me wouldn’t make it better but I need it right now meow😔 I want to owe them both money and play hard to get so I wouldn’t outright fuck them on my own accord but want them to break my ribs and cut me up

u and me are like this 🤞🏼 cause i was just telling moony how i feel like i am carrying rafe’s emotions for him in a symbiotic relationship and it can be rlly awful to pull out of. which is funny cause whenever i start to feel horrible it makes me crave more abusive physicality out of him like <33 hit me until my brain turns off <33 pls.

regardless i think kicking as a concept is soo fucking hot and nobody ever talks ab it,, ur telling me u don’t think rafe high and out of control of his body wouldn’t ‘accidentally’ kick you in the stomach while you’re bent over his dick ?? telling me he wouldn’t realise you both like it more than enough to admit and do it again so you keen and clutch your mouth around him tighter ??

with barry it’s so much worse though cause this is rafe who feels accepted and he can’t help but think that’s only cause barry isn’t familiar with the monster inside, so he’s truly ghastly and unforgiving but it only turns barry on more cause rafe underestimates the sickness within them both. barry thinks u look cute unconscious and very beaten at the end of it, & rafe’s too tired to care, so he has to clean the both of u up after it.