can you do rafe still wants you but youâre barryâs gf
this is so good yesssss
OFF LIMITS?
pairing. boyfriendâs bsfÂĄrafe && reader
content. 18+. smut. cheating (not on reader). unprotected sex. breeding kink(ig?). language. mention of drugs.
he couldnât believe you were with barry.
you were everything he wasnât; kind, smart, well-mannered, innocent.
God, you were so fucking innocentânot in the ânever been kissed wayâ just the way you looked at him, eyes wide like youâd let him do anything to you. it drove him crazy. rafe couldnât help but think about ruining you. you were so delicate, so breakable. and rafeâhe wanted to break you in. it was all he thought about; at night with his dick in his hand, at dinner when he was supposed to be partaking in family conversation, when he woke up in the morning, every. single. shower. you were every thoughtâeven his dreams had you in them.
and you were with barry? what did he do to deserve you?
he was a drug dealerâa bad guy. he was an asshole with no morals, a guy whoâd do anything for a stack of cash, or a bag of coke. rafe liked to tell himself that you were only doing it to prove a point, maybe fuck with your parents or friends, freak them out by dating âthe drug dealerâ. that was the only thing that kept him saneânot that he was. he was far from it when it came to you.
so, it was inconvenient that every time he needed his next fix, he had to see you.
â
rafeâs fist banged against the metal door of barryâs trailer. he didnât bother to wait for him to open itâhis pounding was a warning rather than a request.
he walked into the trailer only to find barry sitting on the couch⊠with you in his lap. barry played with the hem of your shorts with one hand, the other occupied with a beer bottle. your tiny tank top left little to the imagination, and your shorts had the same effect. the âBâ necklace hanging from your neck made rafeâs skin crawl. he hated it, hated you for wearing it, hated barry the most. your dark hair fell perfectly against your flawless skin, and your perfect legs were on full display across the couch.
this sight should be considered a form of torture.
âayo country club! whatâs goinâ on my man,â barry greeted rafe with a faux level of enthusiasm⊠and you just sat there, all pretty and perfect and fuckable and rafe was losing his damn mind. your big doe eyes looking up at rafe when he entered had blood rushing to his crotch. it was pathetic, and he hated it (he loved it).
you climbed off barryâs lap so he could retrieve rafeâs coke. you knew how this workedânot only with barry, but with rafe. he was a loyal customer. you sat yourself back down on the lumpy couch, the tv playing something on a low volume. you pretended to watch, but all you could focus on was rafeâs gaze burning into you. you shifted uncomfortablyâmainly because the couch was uncomfortable, but rafeâs eyes didnât help either.
barry came back with a bag of cocaine, exchanging it with rafe for some cash the blonde pulled out of his pocket. a sudden ring was heard through the trailer, barry reaching into his pocket to pull out a phone.
âyeah? ⊠shit! aâight, aâight. ⊠CALM DOWN. fuck âm on my way,â he hung up without another word.
âyo rafe, imma need ya to stay here with y/n. i gotta go handle somethinâ,â he said frantically, grabbing the keys to his bike and something else before heading toward the door.
âwait! barry whereâ?!,â you started, you werenât necessarily worried about him leavingâmore worried about him leaving rafe alone with you.
âiâll be back, princess. just gotta handle business. yâknow how it is. stay here aâight?,â and he was out the door without another protest from you or rafeânot that rafe had any protest.
âokay, byeâŠ,â you muttered to yourself as you heard the bike starting, and sputtering off. rafe couldnât help the smirk spreading across his face as he plopped down on the couch next to you.
âlooks like itâs just me and you âprincessâ,â he mocked barryâs nickname for you (even though rafe would love to call you it at any given chance).
âlooks like it,â you responded, bringing your knees to your chest. you didnât mind rafe, but he had a tendency to âflip switchesâ, and you would be lying if you said that didnât scare you⊠just a bit.
âcâmon doll⊠âm not gonna bite,â he taunted quietly. he scooched just a little closer to you. he leaned over so his mouth was right next to your ear, âunless you want me to,â he whispered. you would be lying if you said that didnât send chills down your spine.
the next thing you felt were his fingers pushing strands of your hair out of your face. he peered down at that awful necklace, reaching out to toy with it. you couldnât moveâyou should have, should have gotten up and walked to the other side of the trailerâbut you were stuck. not physicallyâmentally. you didnât know why, but your brain didnât even want you to move. told you to âstay put. let him do itâ.
he released the necklace, letting the metal fall back against your chest. his fingers trailed around your collarbone, featherlight like you would crack if he was too rough. your breathing was uneven and shallow, and rafe was thriving off it.
âhavenât pushed me away, sweetheart,â his low tone aggravated you. not because he was annoying, just because he was so smug. he knew what he was doing to you right now, and he was enjoying it.
âyâknow youâre too good fâr him, baby,â he was whispering as if he had to keep it a secret, as if barry was on the other side of the wall. you were frustrated with your speechless-ness, frustrated with the way your thighs clenched together at his words, at his touch. your knees were starting to hurt from being pressed together so hard.
you finally looked toward him, met his lust-filled eyes. his pupils were so blown that his eyes barely looked blue anymore. your breath hitched, plump, glossed lips parting ever so slightly. rafe could feel your warm, unsteady breaths against his face, and his mind went foggy.
he closed the space between you like if he didnât kiss you now barry might come back before he couldâlike he had to seize the moment.
you wished you had pulled away, slapped him right across his face, told him how wrong it wasâhow messed up he was, and kicked him out⊠but, you didnât. you couldnât.
â
âshit, doll⊠so fuckinâ tight fâr me. barry not big enough fâr ya?,â he said breathlessly as he pumped in and out of you. your naked body was caged against the couch, rafeâs equally naked body moving above you. all you could do was whimper in response. you didnât know how long barry had been gone at this point, and shamefully⊠you didnât care. if he walked in right now while rafeâs dick was making imprints on you, you donât think youâd even want him to stop. you felt shitty, but rafe quickly distracted you.
"answer me,â he demanded, moving his hand to grasp your throat just enough to grab your attention, and knock the wind out of you.
âfuck! noâ no rafe,â you responded. you couldnât even thinkâthe way his dick was hitting spots you didnât even know existed was making your head spin.
âsay it,â he spat at youânot in a mean way, he was being cocky. he wanted you to say he was better, say barry couldnât compare⊠unfortunately, you were too cock drunk to protest.
âbarryâsâ not⊠heâs not bigâ enough. shit!,â your words were broken by moans and sobsâand the pressure rafe had on your throat right now. your back arched off the couch after a particularly deep thrust, sending your eyes to the back of your head.
âyeah⊠ând fuckinâ remember it, too,â he was putting his all into fucking you. he would make sure he got this opportunity again, but he didnât know when. he was going to make the absolute best of this. make the best of his best friendâs girlfriend opened on his dick, mascara running down your face, hair messy, totally gone.
his hand left your neck, moving both hands to squeeze your titsâstabilizing him in a wayâas he continued moving in and out of you. he looked back at the âBâ resting on your chest. you noticed a smirk spread across his face, but you were too blissed out to say anything.
he wrapped his hand around the metal, ripping it from your neck forcefully. you shrieked from the sudden movement, the back of your neck stinging from the action.
âopen up, baby,â he cooed. your lips parted instantly, he smiled at your obedience, placing the âBâ between your lips, instructing you to bite down on it.
âlet barry hear your moans, princess. let him hear how good i make you feel,â the smug look on his face drove you insaneânot in the way it did not even 30 minutes agoâin a way that had you clenching around him.
âfuckâ jusâ like that⊠holy shit, pussyâs fuckinâ perfect,â his jaw tensed at the sensation. your arms were hooked around his neck, but when you felt your orgasm approaching, your manicured hands mindlessly raked down his back. a hiss could be heard from the man above you.
"there ya go⊠cum on this dick, sweetheart. make a mess fâr me,â his hand moved down to rub circles into your clit, and that was all you needed. you were convulsing around him, shaking beneath him, and coming undone with a loud moan that was barely muted by the metal in your mouth.
âwant me to cum in ya? get ya all fat with my babies? let barry see you carryinâ my kid? fuck youâd look so hot all plump fâr me,â his words came out in breaths. you could tell he was close.
âmhm! fuckâ please ray,â you looked up at him, innocent, big, doe eyes staring right at him, and he was done for. he came in you with a shattered moan, painting your walls white. he pulled out slowly, watching his release drip out of you, and onto barryâs couch. he groaned at the sight, quickly pulling out his phone, taking a picture of your current stateâhe got all of you, from your messy hair, fucked out expression and glossy eyes, to the mess between your thighs. the âBâ still sticking out of your mouth in a sinful way.
you didnât care. you never let barry take pictures of youâsaid it was âcreepyâ and âborderline sadisticâ, but for some reason when rafe did it⊠it was the hottest thing youâd ever seen.
"hope you can keep a secret, doll⊠because this cannot be the last time i fuck you.â
an: iâm working my way thru some more reqs, so if you sent something i promise itâs in my drafts.á this was a super fun one to write tho, so thank you to whoever sent this :)
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