peja (peja) wrote in makebelieve_ij, @ 2010-06-08 23:39:00 |
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Entry tags: | archive to wwomb - yes, author: peja, fandom: andy griffith, genre: slash, pairing: andy taylor/barney fife |
fic: Sheriff Taylor - Freak
Title: Sheriff Taylor - Freak
Author: PEJA
Fandom: Andy Griffith Show
Pairing: Andy Taylor/Barney Fife
Portrayed by: Andy Griffith/Don Knotts
Cameo mention Aunt Bee (Frances Bevier) and Opie Taylor (Ron Howard)
Category: Slash
Rating: FRM
Status: complete
Spoilers: oh hardly
Series/Sequel: give me a break!!
Brief Summary: Barney discovers anther side of the sheriff
Warnings: BDSM, Sex toys
Notes/acknowledgments: written for the currently running 24 hours story prompt - sex toys. I wanted to write a story with a canon realistic snoopy character. Barney just tumbled out of the muse cage like manna from...well-l-l-l if not heaven, some other dark reality
General thanks to all of you folks who are requesting short fics and improvs in the various fandoms. You're keeping the words flowing.
Disclaimers: not mine, but its over 5years old, so doesn't that make it free for all time
Archive: Yes, but ask first, include the complete story and provide a URL to the archive
Forwarding to other lists: Okay, but keep my name and headers attached. A heads up would be nice as well.
Barney Fife had never been known for his use of constraint in any area of his life. In fact, quite the opposite. Everyone who knew Barney for even a few minutes knew beyond any shadow of doubt that he was a victim of his own curiosity. And foolishness, and a vain victim to boot.
So when Andy asked him to take the squad car and get a package out of his bedroom he could not have made a dumber request if he had delved into the stupid pond for a quick swim. With Barney there was no expectation of privacy. Expectations be damned. He was who he was.
Oh, to be sure, Barney had no intention on snooping. It was, as it always is, quite an accident of opportunity. Fate put it out there and Barney being Barney...
He'd been moving fast, eager to get the package Andy had asked for and get back to the office. Might have been that fast grab and run motion that had served to knock the canvas bag off the over the bar shelf, or maybe it had just gotten caught on the package. Fate doesn't have to give a reason. Its fate. Fickle finger of fate that it was.
Barney was half way to the door of the bedroom when the soft thud turned him back around. His eyes saucered when he saw the bag on the floor. For a moment, he wavered between trying to stuff the bag back up on the shelf or making a mad dash for the hills, jumping back and forth and waving his arms about like he would take flight as a panicked "Oh, Oh, Oh..." bubbled from him.
Finally he managed to "oh, oh, oh," himself back to a facsimile of control. Tip-toeing, as if there were someone in the empty house to catch him, he crept back to the closet and bent to pick up the bag. His hand froze mere inches from the strap. His eyes rounded even more than before, focusing on a long, neon green dildo that had slipped out.
His butt hit the floor as his knees gave out under him and he sat there blinking while time stood still.
"Oh, my," he finally murmured, picking up the alien object, fully intending to stuff it back into the bag toot-sweet, but once it laid heavy in his hand...Barney being Barney...He weighed the veined toy in his hand, lifted it to eye level, amazed at how real it looked...if a cock could be bright green, that is. He gave a nervous chuckled, biting his lip to still it when it threatened to get out of control. "Oh, my. Oh, my." he chanted, his other hand stroking the dildo, for several seconds.
And then his glance moved to the photo of Andy on the nightstand. He flushed and reached for the bag again, jerking it toward him.
A strand of glass balls slid onto the floor.
Amazed at this new delight, he set the dildo aside and fingered the strand of balls. His brows crimped as he tried to figure out just exactly how..."
"They are inserted in your well lubed ass, Barney."
Barney's head jerked around so fast one might have suspected he'd given himself whip-lash, if they didn't know Barney often whipped around in just such a way.
"Andy...?"
The sheriff straightened from his casual pose, leaning one shoulder against the door frame. "I got to wondering what was taking you so long getting back." His blue gaze roamed over the bag of toys spilled out in front of Barney. "You've been a naughty boy, Barney." Andy plucked up a thick paddle from the table by the door. "Funny thing is, I've noticed that you've been watching me with something a bit stronger than friendship in your eyes lately. Got me to thinking." He started walking toward his deputy, tapping the paddle against the palm of his hand. "I think it's time we ....added a new level to our...relationship, don't you?"
Barney's eyes lifted to his cousin and he swallowed hard, "Damn, but the sheriff is a freak," flitted through his head. He grinned, nodding. "Anything you want, Andy. Anything you want."
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