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way too far gone

rafe cameron x barry

summary: rafe needs a piece too, and it isn’t fucking funny.

warnings: dom/sub undertones?, rafe is condescending (obviously), fade to black kinda, the beginning of a bj, not proofread

note: I’ve yet to see anything that puts writes barry in a non-dominant way which I can understand but I need to fulfill my delusions so. 18+ ofc

It was just a joke between bros alright? Rafe never actually meant to go through with it, until of course, he was handing Barry two hundred dollar bills and Barry got this sweet almost devious look on his face while he got down onto his knees. 

See, while Barry giggled about the idea of him with a glock, Rafe was staring. In fact, rafe had been staring for awhile, at Barry's little habits and his shiny ass pirate tooth.

For example, although it looked sweat-drenched most of the time,  Barry actually cared quite a bit about his hair. He took at least an hour a day to brush it out and had a variety of at least moderately high costing hair products. It made rafe laugh, thinking about Big Bad Barry robbing people only to go spend said money on hair products of all things.

Rafe noticed other things too, like the slightly droopy look of Barry's eyes when rafe complimented him about his mechanic skills. Or how his lips got especially loose after one too many hits of his blunt, talking about how much he loved soft things, and that one especially soft stuffed bunny he has stashed in his room. 

So, instead of being normal allies/friends rafe decided to make it weird. Rafe had a thing about making Barry giggle so of course, he can't be blamed that he spoke without thinking. "Why is it so unbelievable that I could need a gun?" Rafe snarled, he personally doesn't find the humor in his situation so to see Barry so outwardly making fun of him, oh that set him off.

"Oh no, don't go all Country-Club-Killa on me Richie Rich!" Barry exclaimed with quite a bit of mirth in his tone, as he leaned back in fake horror. "Barry." While the other man was giggling his ass off, Rafe was silently seething. But even then he couldn't help but remind that little voice in the back of his head that, No, it's not normal to be so happy about someone making fun of him.  "I'm sorry rafe, but I'm just curious on what you exactly need a piece for." he held out his hands in a peaceful manner to show that he was done joking around and was looking for a genuine answer from his ally.

"Listen man, are you gonna help me out or not? Jesus, do I need to pay you for it or something?" Rafe exasperated, tiredly running his hand through his hair to get ahold on his nerves.

"Rafe, there are many many things I'll do for cash, but I'm truly curious on why you of all people need a gun. If I get some money and the added bonus of messing with you, then that's unfortunately not a deal I can pass up."

"So what will, you do for money? You've told me before that you've had people give you BJ's in exchange for drugs right? so what would it take for you to be on the giving side." Rafe lowered his voice, somewhat insecure in his questioning.  "Well, why do you wanna know, country-club? You tryna' change your currency?" the brown eyed man questioned confidently, raising his eyebrow for emphasis.

Rafe stared. Taking in his, bright pink lips and big brown eyes, wondering what it would be like to have those lips around his length and those eyes staring up at him while tears crowded the edges of them and eventually flowed over.

Suddenly the nature around Barry's trailer, that so easily fell into the background, was louder than ever before.

"I'm a curious guy, alright? If there's a question to be asked, I'm gonna ask it." Rafe took on a slightly defensive tone and lowered his head into the space between his spread knees. "Right, and this line of questioning has nothing to do with you possibly getting your dick wet?" Barry looked on knowingly, leering at rafe.

With Barry's churlish, almost derisive tone coming in to play, rafe had the urge to snap back him. Show him that rafe was not one to disregard, that this snappy little attitude he showed would not be rewarded any longer.

To tug at brown strands until the recipient was crying and begging for the other man to not stop, to gag him until drool was seeping from his mouth, to keep him there so long that he got sleepy in the eyes and to kiss him sweetly after.

"Why do you care, anyway? What, got some fantasies of your own you feel like sharing, Barry?"

The space between them was quieted as they both thought through their options. One, rafe could laugh it off while being slightly condescending, Barry could go back to his book and ignore rafe until he got the hint and walked away, or they could give in to tension that had been brewing since Barry claimed ownership over rafe.  They chose.  Rafe surged forward, pushing himself into Barry's space on the couch as he grasped the back of the other man's neck to make their lips finally meet together in a swift motion. 

Heated turned soft as they kissed, exploring this new territory in their growing relationship. As the kiss went on, they both easily lost themselves to it, becoming placid. 

Rafe slowly pulled away from the kiss, taking Barry's lip with him just to watch it snap back into place. Eyes low, he pulled out two hundred dollar bills and placed them into Barry's nearest hand. Barry took a little time to react but when he did his slightly dazed expression didn't change

He put the two hundreds in his pocket, looked up momentarily and slid down to the floor, occupying the space between rafe's legs. 

Rafe wished he could say he couldn't believe this was happening right now but, if not now, when? With all their touchiness and barely veiled affection, even their screaming matches held sexual tension. The way Barry got a little too clingy while high around rafe was something on its own but the way rafe yearned for it as well?-

Rafe lost his train of thought as Barry began to unzip and unbutton his pants.

The idea that he'd finally get to see Barry on his knees for him, big brown eyes teary and bright pink lips around him, it was a heaven of it's own.

All at once, Barry pulled down the elastic top of his boxers so they would rest under his balls and his dick would be fully on display.

Barry leaned up and began kissing down rafe's navel, pausing to kiss each side of his hips before making it to his prize.

Rafe's dick was (unsurprisingly) pretty. He had a optimum amount of public hair, clearly groomed but not overly so. He was cut and the tip was a garish shade of red, contrasting with the slight pinkish hue of his skin.

The girth of his cock was thick (the tips of barry's fingers couldn't even touch) but not anything super special in the length department, reaching just about 7 inches. 

Barry took it into his hand and just sat there for a little, trying to get his fill. Eventually rafe began to get impatient, to stave this off he took one hand into Barry's mass of hair and began to undo the bun it had been settled into, he pulled the ponytail holder out and easily slid it around his wrist. 

"Hey, uh, you ever done this before?" Rafe's breathing was shaky and it took all his brain power to speak..

"Once or twice, but I ain't no dick-sucking warrior, if that's what you askin'." 

"No, I was just wondering because, you look kinda', intimidated." Even with his shallow breathing rafe was able to let out a small chuckle at the prospect of barry being afraid of his cock of all things.

"Me, intimidated by, you? You musta' lost your mind rafe. Ain't nothing about you intimidating to me." Barry lazily said, trying to give off a guise of indifference, but it was quickly broken when rafe realized Barry's ears were inflamed and he refused to make eye contact instead focusing on the pretty pretty pink head of rafe's slobbering dick.

"So what, you just sittin' there droolin' at it for fun?" Rafe tilted his head, questioning.

"Drooling? The only thing drooling here is your dick, rafe, cause apparently you can't get enough of seein' me on my knees."  Barry sassed, momentarily tightening his lax grip on rafe's cock.

Rafe hissed, inadvertently yanking on Barry's hair and Barry had to bite his lip to keep himself from moaning.

Barry decided it was time he get his mouth on rafe's annoyingly pretty cock before he did something stupid like beg for rafe to pull his hair again.

END

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rafe going to barry’s late at night sneaking out from his room where sofia is because he can’t sleep without barry anymore

rafe doesn't know how he ended up at Barry's doorstep at 12AM on a Tuesday night but he knows why. He can't sleep without Barry, plain and simple. He tried to do the whole sleeping together thing with Sofia and it almost blew their relationship into flames because he may or may not snore and she's apparently a sleep kicker (which is, wow) and they're just too different in bed to even get a wink of sleep together, they both woke up the next morning after their fitful rest almost more exhausted than they had been before.

With barry, it's different. He can deal with rafe's (alleged) snoring and his only quirk while sleeping is being a major clinger which is honestly perfectly fine with rafe, he may or may not actually enjoy the feeling of Barry's face on his chest.

The door opens and Barry reads him like a book.

He lets him in.

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rafes eyes which are always angry always sad always erratic softening so much when he’s with barry and the calmness taking over him like a wave

sometimes rafe wondered what it is about Barry that made him care. It didn't matter how upset he was or what he was going through he could come to barry's trailer and turn it all off, put it to the back of his mind and just focus on the barryness of his home. The faint sound of the ocean roaring near them, his mechanic jumpsuit laying limply near a box of random trinkets Barry had collected while wandering, the dirty stuffed bunny he got from his mother as a child and never got rid of. Just looking at his stuff calmed him, especially when the man himself was squeezed under his arm in an attempt to soothe him.

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rafe going immediately to barry when his head gets too loud and the thoughts become too much and just burying a head in his head and staying there until it passes

yes! epecially after the little pep talk Barry gave him in s1

Rafe can't help but feel settled when he has his arms around barry. Something about having Barry in the safest place he could be (rafe's arms) quiets all the overwhelming thoughts in his head about his dad, the police, his sister. All of it is in the background when rafe has Barry.

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writing a little something for rafebarry and I need some inspo pls send me rarry asks!!

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everyone on this tags blog being so pretty and put together is something I wasn't expecting but am definitely happy about

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everytime i rewatch obx I'm reminded of how pretty barry is like I never forgot but everytime I see him the first thought that comes into my mind is "wow he's so pretty" and I think rafe agrees (the guy stares so hard I'm surprised barry hasn't smacked him for it yet)

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rafe and barry sat on barry’s beat up couch watching reruns of shameless together passing a joint back and forth to each cos “you need to chill tha fuck out country club, you got all this pent up energy that coke just won’t resolve” and rafe does it because he swears would do anything this man wanted and it’d get late and rafe is still restless by the side of barry, moving his hands all erratically so barry will grab them with his own, much smaller ones, and play with his fingers, twisting the ring around his index and drawing lines into the soft palms

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"Dont look at me like that man. It's not happening. I'm not getting involved rafe. "

"No, you are getting involved barry. You know why? Because you'll do anything for dick, especially mine."

"Now where did you here that from, huh?"

"You're a sleep talker, fucked you better than anyone ever has before, Isn't that right barry-boo?"

"Fuck off."

"Yeah, that's what I thought. Now let's get a move on, got places to be."

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barry/rafebarry hcs (guess who's bored)

- when barry was little his mom would comb her hands through his hair until he fell asleep. Now, whenever he's feeling stressed or drowsy he let's rafe do it for him. They don't talk about it but they both know something's brewing between them.

- he's a sleep talker. rafe meanly teases him about it until barry kisses him square on the lips. that shuts him up for awhile.

- he's clingy when he's sleepy. Sometimes barry will stumble out of bed when he realizes rafe isn't covering him like an octopus anymore, only to find rafe getting a midnight snack. he'll then wrap himself around rafe's back until rafe leads both of them back into bed.

- rafe teases him about his height just because he knows it riles him up.

- when he's high he gets really affectionate. Rafe likes to act like he doesn't love it when barry kisses him on the cheek(s), lips, forehead, and mouths at his neck but barry always sees through him when he doesn't push him away.

- barry has a subtle obsession with rafe's hands. Lord help him if that boy ever gets tattoos, he might actually pass out. It's really not his fault, rafe's hands just look so lithe and long and those rings just do something to his libido he does not feel like looking into, ever.

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who's ready to talk about some self-destructive gays? I know I am :]!!

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barry waiting in the truck while his bf tries to kill someone? I'm sensing breedable energy