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kittyamore0 · 2 years ago

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Hi this is my first time requesting something😭 I was wondering if u could write a Dom Brahms smut x sub female reader? (I love your writing btw)

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Our first time

Thank you!

Summary: Not much, just you and Brahms </3

Little note: sorry for the delay, ive been on and off with this one-shot, but now its finally ready!

genre: NSFW one-shot

Fandom: Horror

Character: Brahms Heelshire

Cw: Female! Sub! reader, Dom! Brahms, table sex, overstimulation, unprotected sex, breeding kink, p in v, doggy style sex position, Brahms ruining you, blind fold usage, lost of virginity, slight begging kink, fingering, Lactation kink, dumbification kink, slight sadistic Brahms...just sex.

He stared attentively at you through that slightly, polished, cracked porcelain doll mask. You were currently washing the dishes and getting dinner ready with loud music playing.

You were unaware of his presence, due to how loud the music played. You stood there, swaying your hips to the beat, as he stood in the door way and his eyes roam up and down your body

It made him feel warm, hot even. His breathing becoming more uneven. His heart rapidly slamming against his chest.

You turned around to place the wet dish back into its holder. You yelped and jumped backwards when your eyes landed on Brahms first rather than the dish rack. "Jesus Christ! You scared me Brahms!"

His head cocked to the left of him and he mumbled out a quick 'sorry' You placed a hand over your heart and put the plate in the dish rack. "Is there something you need, Brahms?" He stopped for a minute, looking like he wanted to say something, but didn't when he slowly shook his head.

You raised a brow at his actions. "Alright then.." You went back to scrubbing the dishes, careful not to get the water further than your purple gloves.

Brahms legs unconsciously move towards your enticing figure. His arms wrapping around your waist the moment he gets close enough to.

"Brahms?" He hummed in your hair. The way his name left your lips in a soft whisper made him feel uneven. The way you were up against him, your curves aligning with his...It was like a puzzle piece.

You and him were made for each other, and that was all he could think about.

What if...you and him did those kinds of intimate things he would see in books?

Oh, those pretty noises that would come out of your swollen lips. Your soft begs for him to keep going or maybe even to stop.

"Brahmsies, is everything okay?" He nodded, but you didn't believe him. You turned around, his arms slipping loose.

You were just in front of the dinning table before his arms slipped around you again, the grip even more tighter than before.

"Stay." You shuddered at his unmasked voice. It wasn't as childish as it usually would be, it was much more deeper and low now. "It hurts..." His whine made you panic slightly. Did he hurt himself? what happened?

"Brahmsies, did you hurt yourself? where does it hurt?" He just looked down, a bit embarrassed.

You sighed and stared into his dilated eyes. "Kiss," ah, his child voice was back. "It hurts with the mask on, Brahms." His grip had gotten tighter, making you let out a soft gasp.

He let out a scowl. "Stay here." You meekly nodded and he harshly ran past you. The air blowing on the side of your shoulder.

The music had stopped playing, sending shivers down your spine, only hearing the echoing silence of the Heelshire manor.

A few minutes passed and you heard the squeaks and squeals of the hard, wooden floors.

You felt his body behind yours and suddenly, your vision went black, covered by a soft fabric. "B-Brahms?"

He placed his index finger over your soft lips. You could hear a 'click' and then you heard him place that glassy, polished mask down.

A harsh grip on your chin made your head turn to your right in a swift movement.

You felt chapped, peeled lips on yours. A mix of soft and warm with peeled, cold lips.

The kiss was eager and hungry, but gentle and sincere at the same time.

His head tilted, to aline his flawed lips with your perfect ones. You felt his teeth tug at your bottom lips, as if asking for access.

You sighed into his lips and kept your lips agape for his tongue to slip in, and it did.

His tongue slid at the roof of your mouth, keeping yours trapped and pushed back.

Your lips grew swollen and your lungs begged for some air. Eventually, you broke the kiss in a haze.

"Pretty [Name...]" He murmured against your lips. Your throat was dry, despite the kissing. You stammered your words, unable to form a clear sentence. You could not take compliments.

"O-oh, um--" it didn't help either when you felt his lips hover over your tender neck. You felt his teeth get a slight grip on your neck.

You shuddered, feeling Brahms lips twitch into a smile at your reaction.

A breathless moan escaped your lips when his teeth had sunk into your warm skin, his tongue grazing against your irritated skin.

Your body had felt warm and felt warmer by the second. "Brahms..." He had never really paid attention to why or how you said his name, but now? Now was different. He loved how his name rolled off your tongue, along with a whine. It enticed him, making his heart filled with a certain...need.

Dark hues formed on your neck. A way for you and others to know that you belong to him and only him.

The thought of more marks covering your bare body in other places made his cock throb.

His right hand traveled up your body and one of his fingers held onto the bra strap. His left hand traveled down and hooked around the hem of your panties. "please...please, please, please..." He mutters, his pleas causing your heart to beat faster, as if it were about to burst.

You had never gotten very intimate with your past partners, leaving you a virgin, since you figured they weren't the right ones. But with Brahms, it was...different.

You weakly nodded. His breath hitched in his throat. He wasn't too experienced himself when it came to sexual pleasure, but he had read about it, and he was willing to try and do whatever it takes to make you feel good.

He slipped his fingers in the soft fabric, pushing it down and away slightly. His digits grazed over your soaking cunt. Your mouth hangs open when his right hand kneads your breast. His forefinger and thumb working together on pinching your hardened nipple.

Your legs twitched and your hips jolted when he drew soft, slow circles into your clit. "Brahms--" Before you could finish your sentence, Brahms pushed one of his fingers inside your beating entrance. A loud mewl spilling from your quivering lips. Your walls stretching, trying to adjust the new feeling.

He sighed at the feeling of you clenching around his finger, and that only made him wonder, what would happen if he added more?

With barely enough time to react, hes slipped two more of his rough, dry fingers into you. "oh, fuck!--" Your hips buckled down for more friction.

His fingers pumped in and out of you, curling for just a second, which really felt like more than a second, to hit your G-spot.

Your mind clouded with the touch of Brahms fingers, which was currently used to fuck you. Your pre-cum coating his rather tall, rough, vein-y fingers.

Your nails could break from how hard they dug into the marble table. His relentless pumping only drove faster. "So, so warm..." He pushed his palm further into your sex. He loved the feeling of your wet, warm puffed out cunt against his hands. Every noise you make, every whine, whimper, moan, mewl, cry, okay, you get the point. It drove him crazy. He wanted to hear more and more than before, many more. His cock oozing with pre-cum with every noise that came out of your swollen lips. Unconsciously, he began to grind against you. His clothed tip almost hitting your clit.

He wanted to be inside of you, like how those books would describe when things got intimate between the Male and Female.

The thought of it made his finger drive faster into you. "W--wait, t--too much!--- " Your throat involved a gag when his right hand fingers were shoved down your throat, taking them in a chocked manner.

You barely had any time to react to his lewd actions, as he didn't care to be gentle with you anymore. Tears pricked into your eyes, the soft, black blind fold quick to absorb your warm, salty tears.

Your desperate cries for him to slow down were muffled, the words not getting too far away from his now vibrating fingers. "So pretty..." He shoved his fingers deeper into your throat, hitting your gag reflex many times. "Bra--hghn...I---can't!--" A low chuckle erupted from his throat and his teeth drove straight into your beaten up neck. "Plea--ah!--s--slow down...s'too much...! can't--can't!-- " Your teeth gripped onto your lower lip. The way your teeth molded into your lower lip harshly had enough power to break the delicate skin and draw blood.

"More...More!" He nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck. More whines spew out of your mouth. Your uncomprehended babbles continued on and on. Your walls tightened around his fingers. An unfamiliar knot building up in your lower abdomen. The feeling even edges him on. His pants being ruined and coated with his pre-cum.

"I--hah!--gonna--gonna!--" You loudly gasp, feeling the knot untie itself. You let out a whine and press your forehead against the marble table. His fingers help you ride out your high, coaxing it in your cum.

His finger exits out of your entrance and he brings them up to his mouth, sucking his cum-layered finger. Every covered finger with slide in and out with a pop.

His tongue swirled in his mouth, savoring your sweet taste. Oh, how he just could imagine how many more times hes about to make you cum, whimper, wine, moan, cry, beg and so much more. He wants all of it. It has to be you, and only you.

Your upper body heaved up and down. Brahms eyes glued onto your breast. His head dipped down and leveled with your chest. His mouth took one of your nipples in, his tongue swirling around the erratic nipple.

You whined and laid against him, too tired to do or say anything. He placed a few kisses on it. It made him feel nursed, but instead he's taking control.

Your stomach turned and twisted when he let his imperfect lips trail down your stomach. His hand was removed from your mouth, and you heard the flyer to his pants zip down. "W--wait!--" Your plea was cut off with his scowl. You were still recovering from your sweet release, but that only made him go further. If you had cum once already, why not another time? He was already craving to see his cock slamming in and out of you cruelly, his cum filling you up till' it dripped down your perfect body and onto your plush thighs.

He ignored your cries and gripped both his jeans and boxers down. Even more tears formed into your eyes, trying to tell him to give you a minute to process everything and calm down. His cock roamed free out of those suffocating jeans. Hes thick and throbbing with pre-cum, but not like you can see that.

The thought of him entering inside you while you wore a dark blindfold made you shiver, and as if he had read your thoughts, you felt his needy cock forcing its way through your wet, slick folds, finding its way inside your cunt.

The slow pain was all you could focus on, as Brahms was stretching you out quite a bit too much. "Ah!--Fuck, fuck!--mfmg!--" You grunted. Your sex trying to adjust Brahms, and there was much more to go.

Brahms breathing became ragged, hitched and inhumanly fast. "Tight, you're so...tight!--" He shudders, thinking about the way you wrapped around him. oh, you just felt too good.

"So--t--tight--" He whimpered, his focus all on you. The feeling was new to the both of you, which made the pain unbearable.

You felt yourself being stretched even more than what had seemed possible. The pain slowly turns into still, unbearable pleasure. Brahms lets out a shuddered moan when you've taken him whole. His hips jolted forward, each second mercilessly pounding into you. Countless mewls come out of your lips. The inhumane speed of his thrust fastens your panting, enough that hes fucking you dumb at this point.

"You...li--like this?" You sniffled, trying to respond with a mind clouded with pleasure. "Ngn...y--ah!--" You began babbling out nonsense. Your walls tighten around his length.

His unused hand gripped your jaw, turning your face towards his. His head cocked to the side. The sight of your teeth jabbing at your lower lip, your furrowed brows, you looked so...vulnerable, and he liked the sight of that. He liked the sight of you submitting to him, like you should, like you were meant to.

You whine as a familiar sensation builds up once again, in your core. The same knot that tied in your lower abdomen earlier. "cu-cumming, cumming!--" His hips collided with yours, going even more faster. You squeeze yourself around Brahms cock, his quite huge member going in and out as it pleases.

"Cum-cum for me!--" Brahms groaned, stuffing his face into your hair. On command, you let yourself come undone. Your cum covering his cock. He stops his fast pace and goes slow, wanting to remember this moment. Your expression when you came, your cum covering him.

He places a soft, tender kiss on your temple, before proceeding to his rough pace. "Bra--hms!, no--no more, ple--ase! Can't...Can't--No...more!--" Your begging only enticed him to keep going, he like how your tears stained the blind fold, even rolling down past the blindfold. Your pleas made it harder for him to stop.

Not only that, but you had cum twice already. It should be his turn now, and he's going to make sure he's gotten to feel what you had felt, his release. His cum filling you up. That's what he wanted.

He smiles as he continues slamming himself in and out of you, sending you into overstimulation. You laid your head against the marble table once again, letting your chocked sobs take over your words.

His lower abdomen twisted and turned, feeling a harsh but pleasant upcoming tension that begged to be taken care of. He dug his mouth in your neck, biting the skin, once again. You cried out when he had bitten you roughly, the pain hurting more than those shots you get at the doctors. "Almo-almost...there!--" His cock twitched inside of you, as he let himself unravel inside you. His cum painting your tired walls.

His cum dripping down your cunt, and onto your thigh. He stared down and admired the sight. He whined when he slowly removed himself from you, already wanting to continue being in you.

You sighed, and allowed yourself to catch a breath. Then, your body was being picked up from the waist. You were turned around and seated down on the cold table.

Brahms placed his head to your slightly-exposed chest, while his hands remained on your hips. You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed his forehead tenderly.

You let out a pleased hum, before closing your eyes and resting your head against his.

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sabtanh1 · 5 months ago

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Monster/Slasher/Animal recs

☁︎ = fluff ⚠︎ = smut ❇ = angst ☘ = au's

☕︎︎ = slow burn ✿ = series ᰔ = blurb

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sl4sh3rsub · 1 year ago

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brahms heelshire hcs (nsfw: mdni)

brahms heelshire x reader (AFAB, AMAB, FtM, MtF)

warning: a whole heap. dom/sub dynamics + aspects of the lifestyle (both brahms and reader are switches, reader is a soft dom mostly) AND top/bottom dynamics (both brahms and reader are vers), dubious consent (somnophilia, overstimulation?), use of mommy/daddy/sir towards reader in separate sections, copious mentions of cum + precum (includes cum eating/cum marking/cum jar), fuck malcolm 202x (brahms is territorial), detailed ass stuff: anal, rimming, ass eating (giving and receiving), oral sex (giving), p in v + anal (all unprotected - pls stay safe irl), domestic behaviour, hygiene practices, hickeys, thigh fucking, cockwarming, sex toys, dry humping

a/n: barely edited. is it mummy or mommy?? average aussie moment. i also have a smut fic in my drafts so hmu in the inbox if you wanna see it, i'm not too sure if there's any demand for it lmao DISCLAIMER: i, personally, have not been in properly established dominant/submissive relationship! i have been in those spaces for a while though and am doing my best to not misrepresent lifestyle aspects or write fics promoting extremely unhealthy relationship dynamics - obviously take this with a grain of salt as this fic is about a slasher and is already not a healthy n wholesome starting point. do your own research and stay safe irl folks

order: general hcs first then amab + afab then ftm + mtf, different sections = different content n tried not to repeat much

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general hcs

there's a very clear dom/sub dynamic in your relationship and brahms is definitely a switch (leaning sub) to the core. sometimes he'll be extremely dominant with you during sex, but he'll always revert back to your sweet boy after he makes an effort to clean you up <3

you take turns fucking each other braindead but after your eyes roll into your head, you always have to get him back by making him drool into the pillows for the next couple of hours

brahms insists on starting a quickie and cumming all over your chest and face right before malcolm is scheduled to arrive. he pushes you towards the door as the bell rings and wants to leave you with his drying spend stained all over your skin, sticking your shirt to you in dark splotches - a territorial, possessive nature is awakened in brahms as he watches from the walls while malcolm flushes and realises what is going on. the best bit is, you're fully well aware of what he's doing after the first time it happens, but you entertain his antics for a little while longer to ensure the poor delivery boy gets the message to back off

he also has a small, little, teensy weensy habit of cum marking all of your underwear, pillowcases and even goes as far as making you special little jam sandwiches with a little... salty layer, especially for you

push your thumb against his hole and go to town on his ass and eat him out - put a pillow under his hips and do him a favour by stuffing your underwear in his mouth so he won't lose his voice as he's screaming from pleasure, of course. he'll be so, so obedient for the day after and if you sneak behind him to smack his ass, his knees will buckle slightly and his head whips towards you to meet your mischievous gaze

his sloppy, spit-shined pink hole winks at you after you make out with it, and the sight makes you lose control every single time, especially when he whines. he grinds against your tongue as you fuck him, circling your fingers around the base of his cock to stop him from instantly staining the sheets. his precious cum spurting onto his chest would be a waste and make quite the mess

brahms' knees get weak and he practically melts beneath your touch when you start focusing on his cockhead while sucking him off - slick up your thumb with his sticky precum as you drag it along his slit, lick small circles and drool over it as you blow cool air to see him shiver... genuinely anything to do with his sensitive tip with get him spilling all over your tongue. if he's sitting on the edge of a table or counter while you take his length down your throat, he'll shift one of his thighs over your shoulder and hump into your mouth with shuddering gasps, needing to have your drool coating him completely while his eyes roll back and you hold your breath

brahmsy is obsessed with you caring for him (both sexually and non-sexually), especially with things such as prescribed routines and specific positions for him to follow. of course brahms is reliant on order! he's already accustomed to following the rules and schedules while in the wall, so it's only natural for him to feel safe with you after his previous neglect. he's so obedient and willing for you to make him into your own pliable doll - he's most happy with you guiding him everywhere and often shaving him, practically playing dress up every day. brahms knows that every saturday is when you have your thorough 'inspection' of his body - it's when you decide whether or not to shave his pubes and facial hair in the next week! sometimes he wants to be clean shaven and sometimes he's more than happy to grow out his dark curls, but he secretly adores you methodically shaving around his cock - gently holding it up or to the side to make sure you get everything and your diligent focus solely on his soft shaft makes him flush under your attentive gaze. every single time you adjust your warm grip on his balls to maneuver the blade, his cockhead beads out a tad bit of precum. every single time, without fail. he doesn't even have to be hard for his body to react like that, for his tip to drool with his arousal, but your low chuckles and distracted glances up at his flushed chest make it hard for him to not squirm in your hold :( he was originally the one to suggest the whole shaving thing, as he wasn't the biggest fan of fully cleaning up after cumming everywhere and it tended to dry in his thick bush of curls. after you first tried out hair removal with him, he found it much easier to wipe off his mess and was overall much more convenient.

your clinical precision in keeping your favourite boy upkept each day makes for a soothing routine for you and a chance for brahms to preen and bask in your attention for a solid hour. brahms' favourite part of the daily routine is your softly spoken orders in the morning to tilt his chin back slightly as you run the razor over his jawline and down his neck. the raw vulnerability almost gives him shivers, but good boys never disobey directions to 'stay still' <3

if you manage to wrangle up get brahms into having a prescribed skincare routine, his attentively mumbled recitations of the order for his cleanser, exfoliant and moisturizer drift down the hall while you prepare breakfast for two of you :(

make sure to praise him for washing up properly before you both get intimate! his lifestyle did a 180 after meeting you, so any encouragement to be clean and neat is positive reinforcement for him to stay that way

if brahms feels a little shy or out of it on any given day, he disappears into the walls for some time away - that doesn't mean he won't trail you like a shuffling shadow though, he just might not want to be out in the open for a little. to make him feel loved, kiss the wallpaper of the wall he's behind! the little gasp or squeak of surprise as he undoubtedly turns beet red just a mere inch away from you is a small joy <3

if you feel stressed or wound up, he's fully convinced that some dick will mellow you out just fine! he wants you to be fucked out so your anxious demeanor disappears and you can be happy again - it's for your own good :(

despite how he loves the wholesome nature of your voice going soft while you compliment him, he can't ignore how it makes him swell in his pants. he just loves the warmth in your gaze and the quirk in the edge of your lips as his eyes glaze over

brahms has a cum jar that he keeps in the walls - it has a small lock of your hair set in it from when you slept in the house the first night. if you have to go out early to the local farmer's market or shops, you'll most likely find a small, warm jar hastily and clumsily cleaned on your bedside table - a cooling milky substance makes the glass opaque as a few small dribbles slide down the outer rim. it's from brahmsy, of course. he wants you to always be aware of what your presence and existence does to him

whenever he wants to try and cook for you or you leave your meal out before you eat together, brahms will quickly jack off all over the food. he just wants to make sure you have a bit of his love incorporated in your diet - in case you accidentally swap them, he'll make sure to put it on all the plates available. he doesn't mind at all, he's not picky! although, brahms would much rather eat his cum off of your fingers or out of you, or even from your lips as you make out after you give him head... but whatever has to happen to ensure you have his cum in your tummy, brahmsy will do it

he is a fiend for stealing your clothing, especially your underwear (bonus points if they're not clean) - he wears the dirty garment or simply wraps it around his leaky cock. he begs you to wear the cum-stained underwear while you go out on emergency necessary shopping trips. he just wants to ensure that you have him on your mind the whole time :(

if you refuse, he'll reluctantly compromise with you and make you keep the doll with you to ensure everyone backs off when you're in public. he swears up and down that you'll be so much safer with his 'mini me' attached at your hip

if you need to go into town at any point, make sure to prep brahms a day beforehand with being alright in your absence - have your laundry done ahead of time with your detergent and scent on it to give him and leave written instructions to have a shower using your soap and shampoo to feel safer <3 if you've been doing a project over the past few days, such as painting or long chores together (like repairing a set of chairs or dusting all the room decor), make sure brahms is comfortable with continuing it when you're out - it gives him a distraction and something to do with his hands

puppy dog eyes go both ways in your relationship - he weaponizes it to try and convince you to spend more time skin-to-skin and you use it to make him listen and follow instructions. it also has the added bonus of getting you both riled up

tap twice on your belt buckle or the fly of your pants and his brain will fully turn off. his breath goes whiny and his tongue lolls out at the thought of you using his face for your own selfish needs

brahms is incredibly shy but willing to go against his own timid nature for you. the first time he presented himself to you was something you'll never forget. you had gone to fetch him a glass of water and when you returned to your room, he had confidently stripped naked and was kneeling on the rug, waiting for you with a blush across his chest. you stuttered and diverted your gaze in shock, hurriedly covering your eyes. brahms rose and tutted, shakily tilted your chin towards him and cooing at your bashful reaction. he whispered reassurances in your ear - he wanted you to look at his body, it's yours to do with as you wish. he trusts you wholeheartedly, so command him and he will meet your every need

if brahmsy is being a bit of a brat, tease him for not being on his best behaviour - press soft kisses into his lips but never deepening, purposefully avoiding what he craves most. keep your hand at the base of his throat to gently apply pressure while you slowly draw closer to him, puffs of breath mingling as his whines get more desperate. if brahms lunges to try and smash your lips together, pull back and tighten your grip. watch his eyes roll back with tears pooling from his need

brahms' favourite punishment is being spanked as he's bent over your knee, cock pressed between your thighs. whenever he jolts, he can thrust into you as his pale skin lights up pink and red - both from your hand and his arousal. make sure to smack his balls a little too, he'll cum like a fountain from the stimulation. brahms truly is a sight to behold whenever he is falling apart by your hand

his second favourite punishment is when you fuck yourself on a dildo smaller than his cock. order him into his prescribed kneeling position - palms flat on his thighs, heels propped up under his ass and back straight - to make him watch you bounce up and down on your toy, giving him a show. watch him intently and you'll see rivulets of sweat trail down his chest as his dick bobs and twitches against his stomach at the lack of stimulation, his heated gaze feasting on the sight of your body with rapt attention. the part that makes his chest ache is your slightly needy and unsatisfied expression you try to hide - brahms knows for a fact that the silicone can't fill you the way he can. although he is more than happy with watching you get off mere feet infront of him, the agonizing thrum of his heartbeat in his cock and white crescents dug into his thighs are testament to how this scenario is effecting him. it's different to his voyeuristic endeavors behind the walls - if he had his way, he would've already busted a load onto the drywall and all over his fist at the sight of you

brahms is a massive fan of ruined orgasms - as long as you shush his yelps and whimpers while pressing kisses into his hairline and stroking his thighs, that is. he needs the comfort during and afterwards, but the raw experience altogether gives him an adrenaline rush

he is also a massive fan of cock milking - keep a small crystal bowl under his tip to catch all his milky cum. the visual of the aftermath, combined with the shaking of his thighs, nearly makes his vision black out with pleasure

brahms' movements are clumsy, and his hands shake from nervousness and reverence every time he touches you and he learns over time how to please and obey you perfectly, but he never shakes his little habit of rutting against you whenever you're nearby

the poor guy has years and years of pent-up sexual frustration and yearning - you are the perfect solution to all of his problems, so don't be surprised if he's selfish with his pleasure every so often

if you straddle him while cuddling and put his head to your chest, his brain fully stops working and all of his blood rushes to his cock. however, unlike every other time you're in a sexual position, his constant need to fuck you is delayed temporarily - he's torn between feeling comforted and extremely turned on, resulting in him being rock hard but comfortably lounging while you run your fingers through his hair. kiss him at your own pace, as he has no rush to be buried in your guts - just don't shift on top of him though, he'll snap out of it and remember what position you're both in :<

brahms has a life mission of reminding you that it's play time at all times of the day, attempting to coax you into letting him seek refuge between your thighs, no matter the situation - be it eating your ass from behind while you cook or caging you against the nearest bench while fucking your soft thighs

call him a pervert for watching you behind the walls and he'll turn bright red out of shame. do him a favour and ignore the bulge he fruitlessly tries to cover his huge bulge with trembling hands

he loves to give you head while you wake, your heavy musk is addictive to him. he's definitely not against you returning the favour the next day or fucking yourself on his morning wood after he's been humping you in his sleep. his favourite thing is to blink away his drowsiness while realising he's buried to the hilt in your tight warmth, pinching your nipples and moaning above him. hopefully you have nothing to do that morning, because the moment he cums, he will be immediately knocked out for another hour

brahms makes himself a little leather collar in his workshop - if you go into town and get an engraved pendant for him, he will go feral and not take it off for weeks :(

if he feels a bit worn out after a round or a mind-blowing orgasm, expect to feel his face nuzzle into the crook of your neck - especially when his softening cock still buried deep inside you. he loves to take a little nap in between rounds while you cockwarm him, it's just easier for your heartbeats to match pace :<

while brahms was in the walls, he had a habit of skulking around while other nannies were working - stroking his cock for a couple of minutes before going back to lounging in his bed or returning to shadow his carer, raging boner being unattended for a while before the whole cycle repeated. this results in him wandering around the house - with either his boxers tented or his bottom half nude, for easy access of course. you have to train him into the habit of wearing pants consistently. this little pattern of his also results in him initiating sexual situations with you - such as grinding, making out or dry humping - before disappearing into a wall in the middle of it, only to reappear a short while later to continue the interaction

he treasures anything you buy for him! what do you mean you got him a rose bouquet and a pretty butt plug with a shiny gem? ... a toy? for him?? he just wants to be loved and getting him any type of gift, especially sex toys, is the perfect way to ensure he knows he is loved and cared for. it validates his intense feelings of love and affection towards you

it's very important to remind him about alternating his clothes - the sour stench of sweat and musty air can cling to his older outfits, so getting him adjusted to wearing fresh clothing you picked out is beneficial to you both

brahmsy often helps himself to your bed and bedding, causing you to be pressed snugly to his lean body with the downy comforter wrapped securely around the two of you. if you're away from your room in the early morning, expect to return to a tall, snoring man bundled in all of you bed linen

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amab hcs

brahms calls you daddy relentlessly, both in and out of the bedroom, but his cock jumps whenever you reply! the thrum of his heartbeat is palpable in his veins as his eyes glaze over and his reverent gaze trails over your body.

brahmsy begs you to fuck him whenever he's feeling subby, so be sure to let him bounce on your cock - the real reward is the hickeys you leave on his pale chest while he grinds down and clutches your head close to his chest

slap your cock on his hole :( his neck will be aching slightly from his insistence on maintaining eye contact with you as he begs for you to be inside him

if he has misbehaved and broken vases or trashed the house, make sure to skull-fuck him while he drools and whimpers at being used like a fleshlight. praise him for taking it so well but remind him why he's being punished as you stroke his hair, tip hitting the back of his throat. after he has swallowed your spend, pet his cheek and let him know how good he's been for taking it like the perfect boy he is

brahms is not small in size, not small in any capacity. sometimes his shirts ride up and flash his pale tummy. the trail of dark hair heading south below his waistband teases you every time he helps you with hanging out the clothes. the breeze ruffling your hair does nothing to sway your attention from daydreaming of what lies behind that thin material, below that soft treasure trail that points directly to his pretty cock. brahms is faring no better, as he's fully lost in his head and shooting distracted towards your figure. he's trying to not let his arousal show as he remembers the night before… and no, he is not listening to anything you're saying

never underestimate his drive to please you. he'll go until you're shooting blanks - choking and slobbering all over your length, laving the underside of your cock and toying with your veins. he'll keep bringing you to the edge in record time while he gets drunk off your musk and heady taste - his favourite part of taking you down his throat is the pulsing sensation of your cock as he swallows down your hot cum. he's only trying to please you!!

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afab hcs

brahms calls you mommy relentlessly, both in and out of the bedroom, but his cock jumps whenever you reply! the thrum of his heartbeat is palpable in his veins as his eyes glaze over and his adoring gaze trails over your body

if he has misbehaved and broken vases or trashed the house, make sure to ride his face while he drools and whimpers at being used like a toy. praise him for taking it so well, but remind him why he's being punished as you stroke his hair, grinding down on his tongue. after he has lapped up your arousal, pet his cheek and let him know how good he's been for taking it like the perfect boy he is

brahms daydreams about your lip-gloss, all sticky at the base of his cock as your tight lips suckle around his sensitive tip

he's not small in size - not small in any capacity. whenever he's roaming the estate and you cross paths, the sight of his bulge in those worn grey sweatpants catches you off-guard every single time. the delicious curve of his shaft forms a beautiful indent in the fabric and it makes your mind go deliciously blank for a few moments. don't worry, he's not going to notice your doubletake because brahms is far too invested in staring at your bra strap peeking out from your shirt collar. his brain is full of static the moment he imagines you without your top on, teasing him with your gorgeous fuckin body as you slide down to your knees before him... hm? what were you saying? oh he was not paying attention, you're gonna have to repeat that twice as he wrenches his mind out of the gutter

brahms has a penchant for cumming with his tip pressed against your hole - he loves working you up with his tongue while stroking himself then, while he's about to cum, he pushes himself into you. that tad bit of resistance met against his tip is enough to make his balls tighten and cock spurt hot ropes

never underestimate his drive to please you. every night, his lips are more often than not attached to your sopping pussy, tongue laving your juices as he repeatedly brings you to the edge. he's not gonna stop until you're sticky and numb, until your clit is throbbing in protest - he nudges back the hood to admire your pretty bud, spittle and hot his breath cause you to throb under his tongue. he's obsessed with lapping up the arousal drooling out your cunt. he's only trying to please you!!

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brahms calls you sir relentlessly, both in and out of the bedroom, but his cock jumps whenever you reply! the thrum of his heartbeat is palpable in his veins as his eyes glaze over and his devoted gaze trails over your body

he loves being able to have the hand of another man to teach him how to indulge in pleasure. the absolute mind-blowing rush he feels whenever he sinks into your tight heat rivals what he heard heaven was like, especially when you moan so loudly as he strokes your cock

whenever brahms is fucking you from behind, he has a habit of digging his fingers into your soft lower tummy, massaging his fingertips back and forth over his cockhead as he's buried balls deep. his eyes glaze over at the added pressure and drool dribbles onto your back as his jaw goes slack

if he has misbehaved and broken vases or trashed the house, make sure to fuck his face while he drools and whimpers at being used like a toy. praise him for taking it so well, but remind him why he's being punished as you stroke his hair, grinding down on his tongue. after he has lapped up your arousal, pet his cheek and let him know how good he's been for taking it like the perfect boy he is

brahms is not small in size - not small in any capacity, so sometimes his shirts ride up and flash his pale tummy. the trail of dark hair heading south below his waistband teases you every time he helps you with hanging out the clothes. the breeze ruffling your hair does nothing to sway your attention from daydreaming of what lies behind that thin material, below that soft treasure trail that points directly to his pretty cock. brahms is faring no better, as he's fully lost in his head and shooting distracted towards your figure. he's trying to not let his arousal show as brahms remembers the night before… and no, he is not listening to anything you're saying

never underestimate his drive to please you. every night, his lips are more often than not attached to your sopping tcock, tongue laving your juices as he repeatedly brings you to the edge. he's not gonna stop until you're sticky and numb, until your dick is throbbing in protest - he nudges back the hood to admire your pretty length, spittle and hot his breath cause you to throb under his tongue. he's obsessed with lapping up the arousal drooling out your boycunt. he's only trying to please you!!

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imagine his surprise when the pretty, sweet nanny has a bulge under her skirt just like his! his brain short-circuits when he realises you have similar bodies - he's able to transfer his knowledge of pleasure across to you. when he discovers what makes you tick, he practices on himself to get used to it and to hone his technique

he'll sew you a special set of lingerie, with hair bows to match. brahms is a craftsman at heart and nothing makes his heart swell more than watching you showcase his work. he'll fuck you in front of all the mirrors in the house - he wants to see you absolutely fall apart while you display his handiwork. brahmsy truly believes you have the beauty of an angel, that the greatest honour is to have you wear his creation proudly :(

if he has misbehaved and broken vases or trashed the house, make sure to skull-fuck him while he drools and whimpers at being used like a fleshlight. praise him for taking it so well, but remind him why he's being punished as you stroke his hair, tip hitting the back of his throat. after he has swallowed your spend, pet his cheek and let him know how good he's been for taking it like the perfect boy he is

he's not small in size - not small in any capacity. whenever he's roaming the estate and you cross paths outside, the sight of his bulge in those worn grey sweatpants catches you off-guard every single time. the delicious curve of his shaft forms a beautiful indent in the fabric and it makes your mind go deliciously blank for a few moments. don't worry, he's not going to notice your doubletake because brahms is far too invested in staring at your hard nipples making soft peaks in your shirt. his brain is full of static the moment he imagines you without your top on, teasing him with your gorgeous fuckin body as you slide down to your knees before him… hm? what were you saying? oh he was not paying attention, you're gonna have to repeat that twice as he wrenches his mind out of the gutter

never underestimate his drive to please you. he'll go until you're shooting blanks - choking and slobbering all over your length, laving the underside of your girlcock and toying with your veins. he'll keep bringing you to the edge in record time while he gets drunk off your musk and heady taste - his favourite part of taking you down his throat is the pulsing sensation as he swallows down your hot arousal. he's only trying to please you!!

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fuck greta and by extension, fuck malcolm ig. this took a hot minute tbh. am cooking up some more stuff but might take a while.

thanks for reading. lmk if you liked it. if i got anything wrong, don't hesitate to tell me.

stay safe.

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disasterofastory · 1 year ago

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Reward (Brahms Heelshire x Reader)

Reward // Brahms Heelshire Masterlist Brahms Heelshire x Reader Kinktober 2023 - 6/14 Warnings: mommy kink, titfucking, sub!Brahms

Summary: Brahms was a good boy so you reward him.

The tension is thick and heavy in the air. The breakfast on the table is long forgotten since you reminded Brahms of the men coming here to take care of your internet problem. A sigh leaves your lips as you glance at the clock on the wall while the man continues to stare at you with a scowl on his face. There is a deep wrinkle between his brows as he eyes you with opposition and annoyance. His hair is still a mess of dark curls on the top of his head. "We talked about this, Brahms," you break the silence, turning your attention back to the man in front of you. Even though you are afraid he will throw a tantrum even before you can feel the effect of your coffee, you can't help but notice the fullness of his lips as he pouts at you. One of your best decisions was to trim his beard a little. He really looks like a fallen angel.

"Why are you smiling?" He asks, still scowling at you. Even though he wants to use his childlike voice, sleep is still heavy in his tone. "You are just pretty," you tell him honestly, making him blush and turn his gaze away from you for long seconds. "It won't work," he grunts, still not looking at you. Your grin widens at his behavior. Going around the table, you cup his face until he can't avoid your eyes any longer. His large hands slip to your waist automatically to pull you closer. "They won't be here for long," you tell him. "I promise." "I still don't like it." "I know," you nod. "And you don't have to like it, Brahms. I just ask you to be a good boy for me, okay?" He doesn't reply immediately, so you continue. "Can you do that for mommy?" A muffled whine breaks free from his closed lips. Your thumbs smooth over the soft pink of his cheeks. "You can't scare them away, Brahms, and you can't hurt them. They come here to help me." "I won't hurt them if they don't try to hurt or take you away from me." You nod in agreement. "Of course, Brahms, I know you will protect me." His posture straightens at your praising tone. "If you will be a good boy, I will reward you later," you promise him just to make sure he won't cause any chaos behind the walls. "What reward?" "It will be a surprise," you grin at him, playing with the rough hair of his beard. "But we didn't do this before." You already know he will love it.

You can't lie, you are worried about the men the whole time they are in the manor. You watch them from a safe distance while your eyes scan the walls every now and again. You know Brahms is here somewhere. You can hear him. "The house is old," you tell the men when they look at you questioningly when something thuds again. You know your manchild does this on purpose. He can be silent when he wants, but patience is not his strong suit. "Okay," one of the men says after a while. "It should be good." "Thank you," you smile at them, trying to hide your relief when they open the entrance door. "You know our number if something is wrong." "Yes, I know," you nod. "Thank you again, and have a nice day."

When you go back to the living room, Brahms is already there, staring at your laptop with another scowl on his face. "What's wrong?" You ask him. He just shakes his head, still pouting. "You were a bad boy, Brahms," you tell him, getting closer and closer to him. "What?" He asks, almost shocked. "I wasn't." "You made a lot of noises." "But I didn't scare them away," he reasons. "You told me I can't scare or hurt them." Well, he is right. "So you think you deserve your reward?" You coo at him, pushing him onto the couch. You can see his Adam's apple bob as he gulps, staring at you with wide eyes. "Yes," he replies, nodding. "Yes what, Brahms?" Your voice is firmer now, but you can't hide your taunting smirk as you watch him already fidgeting. "Yes, mommy." His tone is already whiny. "I want my reward."

Without saying a word, you climb up to his lap, resting your knees on either side of his hips. Your hands land on his chest and move up to his shoulders to brace yourself against him. "Then kiss me, Brahms." You barely have enough time to end your sentence when he leans even closer and latches his lips on yours. His beard grazes your skin, and his tongue invades your mouth immediately.

He is still inexperienced when it comes to intimate things, but he learns quickly and lets you lead him and teach him the way you want. You love to see him whimper and writhe when you dominate him.

His hands are warm on your hips as he squeezes your flesh there until his hold slips down your ass. His fingers dig into the rough fabric of your jeans, and he grunts with annoyance. "It's okay, Brahmsy," you break away from him for a few seconds. His lips are already swollen and red, and his eyes are glassy with need. So beautiful. "I only need to get rid of my shirt and bra for what I have planned." At the mention of your bra, his hands leave your ass immediately to push and tug on your shirt until they are on the floor. "The bra too, Brahms," you remind him, grinning. You can't help but bask in his star-struck expression.

Maybe your relationship with Brahms Heelshire is not ideal or normal, but you never felt so desired and wanted before him. There are times when you notice him staring at you like you hang the moon, and you can't even imagine leaving him. You are definitely not sane for being with a man who used a doll to live instead of him while he was hiding behind the walls, but at least you found your perfect match.

Cradling his face in your hand, you use your thumb to caress his bottom lip. His mouth opens immediately, tongue peeking out to taste your fingertip. "I love you, Brahms," you tell him, giving him a few seconds so your words can really sink in. His eyes widen, and his lips fall open even more. His hands on you tighten. "Really?" He whispers, shocked. "Yes," you nod, pecking his nose. "I really love you." A loud shriek leaves your throat when he tugs you against him until his face is at the crook of your neck. His breathing is heavy, and his arms around you are almost painful. "I love you too," he murmurs. "I love you so much." For a long while, you just sit on his lap, playing with his hair. Your heart is still wild against your ribcage, and you can feel the vehement pace of his heart on your chest. "So," you break the silence. "Do you want your reward?" You ask him, and even though he nods, he still holds you tightly. "Brahmsy," you coo, leaning closer to his ear so every word you utter trembles through his nerves. "Mommy's tits ache for your mouth." A low whine is your only answer before he pushes you away just enough to take off your bra and latch on your nipple. Brahms squeezes and gropes your breasts for long minutes, letting his saliva soak your skin until it shines under the sunlight filtering through the window. His tongue flicks your other nipple, drawing small circles around the hard pebble as your fingers grab his hair to pull him closer. Your back arches with pleasure. "Make sure mommy's tits are wet, sweet boy," you tell him. "We will need them wet and slippery." "Fuck," he grunts into your cleavage, feasting on your breasts. He sucks, licks, bites, and tugs on you while thinking about how easily he could spend his whole life like this. "That's enough, love," you hum, pushing him away. "It's okay," you peck his lips when he whines and grabs onto you harder. "I promise you will love what I have planned." When he lets you go, still not sure anything is worth enough to let go of your tits, you sink onto the floor between his legs. You sucked him off before like this, but the sight of his hard dick in your mouth still mesmerizes him.

"Don't cum without my permission, Brahmsy," you warn him firmly. Your breath fans over the tip of his cock while your hand strokes his shaft, twisting your fingers around the soft skin. The man can feel his blood pumping as his cock swells into a full hard-on. Brahms wants to whine at your command, but his mind melts the moment you take him back into your mouth, and instead, he grunts as his cock twitches in your wet channel. With your eyes still on the man, your head starts to bob up and down on his erection. Your hand is around his thick base, jerking him in a steady rhythm with your mouth. You slurp and gulp around his cock, letting your tongue swipe over his length wherever you can reach him. Soon, his cock is soaked in your saliva and his pre-cum. Small drops flow down to his balls, making the man whimper and fidget in his seat. "We have to make you nice and wet," you grin up at him when you come up for air, gently squeezing and tugging on his cock to smear your juices all over his shaft while the man huffs and puffs in your hand. A thin layer of sweat shines on his skin, and his cheeks are bright pink. There is a point when he can't even breathe anymore as he watches you spitting on his cock. "Mommy," he cries out, desperate. "Please! Let me-" "No," you tell him, letting go of his cock. The loss of your touch is so sudden that tears gather in his eyes as his erection throbs angrily at you. "Pleasepleaseplease!" "Don't you want to know what I have planned?" You ask him with a feigned gentleness. He can hear the taunting in your words clearly and loudly. "I do," he gasps. "I do." "Good boy," you praise him. "You are my good boy, Brahms. I'm so proud of you." "Fuck!" "Come closer, Brahms," you tell him. "Sit at the edge of the couch." Brahms's whole body feels numb and heavy as he obliges. "Good boy," you tell him again. "And here is your reward because you were such a good boy today." Brahms's inhale is sharp and loud as he watches you cupping your tits to bring it to his cock. His world stops spinning for a second when you press your breasts around him, enveloping his length in your soft warmth. You massage your flesh and his cock slowly and sensually as you stare at him with half-closed eyelids. "Does it feel good, Brahmsy?" You ask him. "So good," he replies. His voice is barely louder than a whisper. He is still shocked at the sight of his cock between your tits and the feeling of your softness around him. The top of his cock appears and disappears in your cleavage, and your nipples are hard peaks between your fingers. "You can move, you know," you grin at him teasingly. "You can fuck mommy's tits if you want."

The angle is a bit awkward and uncomfortable, but Brahms doesn't have enough focus to care about it. Bracing himself on the couch, he starts to move his hips up and down, watching his cock slide between your tits.

Knowing how much he loves your tits, it was a long-time-coming position you wanted to try with him. And you are not disappointed. Your pussy throbs for more, soaking your panties, but your hands are too busy to do anything about it. There is something exciting about the fact that he fucks your tits for his own pleasure. His chest heaves and his muscles tense every now and again. His glassy gaze is on your chest while you stare at his face. His lips are open with occasional whines and grunts falling out of them, and his curls fall in front of his eyes. "You are so beautiful, Brahmsy, fuck," you tell him honestly. The pink of his cheeks deepens. "I don't want you to wear your mask anymore when you are around me, Brahms," you continue. "I don't want anything hiding your pretty face from me." "Mommy," he whines, pumping you faster. You have to tighten your hold to keep your breast around his vehement pushes. With a knowing grin, you bend your neck just the right way so your tongue can reach the tip of his cock every time it appears between the swell of your breasts. Your tongue flicks and swirls around his head, letting your saliva drop as a lubricant. "Fuck!" He gasps again. His balls jerk and his cock swells with blood and the need to cum. "You can cum, Brahms," you tell him. "Cum all over your mommy's tits." The words are barely out of your mouth when his body stiffens, and his cock spurts with cum. His warm seed splashes over your skin, painting your tits and chin.

Brahms has to force his eyes to focus because he will be damned if he doesn't burn the sight of you soaked in his cum deep in his mind.

#brahms heelsire x reader #brahms heelshire smut #brahms heelshire imagine #the boy imgaine #the boy x reader #kinktober 2023 #slasher fucker

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letssimptogether · 2 years ago

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Slashers x Bratty!Reader

requested by: anon

includes: for Brahms Heelshire and Ghostface (Billy and Stu) with a bratty sub (fem aligned) reader🫶🏻

warnings: this contains 18+ content, minors DNI

a/n: i’m writing this at like 2/3 am let’s go babey💃🏻 i hope you all enjoy! love y’all sm (platonically ofc)💞💞

Billy Loomis

This man is 100% a brat tamer.

The second you let out a whine, he’s giving you a stern but challenging look; push it, i dare you.

Loves pulling your hair, biting, and leaving any form of marks. bonus points if you’re comfortable enough with knife play!

In which case, he’ll slowly drag the blade up your skin, stopping at your chin tipping it up to look at him.

“Aren’t you my good little slut.” Billy cooes.

Seeing you completely unfold was just an added treat.

He loves pushing your limit, constantly overstimulating you until you’re just about to cum, then pushing so far inside you that it drives you insane.

“You being such a good girl, yeah? My bunny like the way it feels, hm?”

Billy 100% loves seeing your body, so any position where he has control and can see your body will absolutely drive him nuts.

Brahms Heelshire

This man is somewhat of a brat himself, and I can see him leaning towards the submissive side, but something about seeing you whine just drives him out of control.

“Y/N,” He huffs, “Such a good girl.”

The way you cry out in pleasure sends Brahms into a frenzy, as he pounds into you from behind.

When Brahms is feeling dominant, I can see him either taking you with your ass in the air, or any way he can play with your tits

Like Billy, he likes to push you to your limit, unlike Billy though, Brahms doesn’t take it as far.

He loves when you give him a boob job or head; his hand grabbing your hair in messy clumps as he eases you on his dick.

Brahms 100% bites and licks while you guys fuck don’t @ me

He loves leaving bright purple hickeys for your friends or anyone around you to see.

Stu Macher

This man’s such a soft dom.

I can also see Stu being a brat tamer.

He seems pretty mellow, till he has you bent over in front of him as he eats you out from behind.

“Mmm, baby. You taste so good.” He cooes before diving back in to lick every drop.

The moan and arch of your back told him everything he needed to know

And he’s so cocky about it too.

“Aww, does my bunny like that? Yeah?”

Definitely teases you, he’s worse than Billy. Gets you off on bud fingers just to sit there and watch you get huffy before kissing all the way back down to eat you out and play with you.

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bibibudin · 1 year ago

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This Sick Affection~

Brahms Heelshire x F!Reader

Heyo~ the crowd has spoken and ya Filthies~ wanted first person pov. So I decided to mix this one up. I think I might make this a series... maybe we shall see. I guess it depends on what the crowd wants! Please let me know what you beautiful Filthies~ think!

Just a little Drabble in Brahms perspective~

Warnings: Mentions of killing/hurting, obsession, strong desire. (If I missed anything let me know)

Brahms POV~

I felt the strong need to have my hands on her, the way it would feel to squeeze her flesh tight. Not wanting to let go as if she would disappear from my sight. That’s what I was afraid of after all. The fear of losing her was something I didn’t dare to imagine, yet I did. Day in and day out. It cursed my brain every time I cast my eyes over her lovely form. I needed her from the moment I saw her and the moment I was able to have her it was even worse.

If kryptonite was Superman’s weakness then she was mine. She was the flint to my steel that I needed to spark the well needed flame in my life. I was completely and utterly obsessed. Obsessed with the way she carried herself around the house, taking care of that stupid doll that should’ve been me all along. Im so glad she accepts the true me now. I’m obsessed with the sway of her hips and the hums that fall from her lips as she dances around the kitchen, cooking for me while she plays her favorite tunes. I’ve come to know some of the music she plays, I listened carefully to every single word. I wanted to know what she liked the most, although I hoped it was me who she liked best.

I was obsessed with the way she read to me, how she would become one with the book. She got so invested in conveying the story, keeping me completely immersed in whatever she says. The one thing that had me on a hook for her the most, like a fish latching onto a Fishermans bait was her kiss. Her sweet soft kisses she would plant on my porcelain skin every night. It was bliss, it filled me with such passion. Such drive to ask for more but I didn’t. I was afraid that if I wanted too much I’d push her away. She told me that wasn’t possible, I really tried to believe her but it was hard.

Yet every time she kissed me I would forget the worries that consistently racked my brain. The soft wings of a butterfly blowing away all worries that clouded my thoughts. She was that butterfly, the beautiful image upon her wings blessing anything and anyone who is lucky enough to see it. I desired her so much. More than anything on this planet. I’d hurt whoever even thought bad about her. I’d kill for her. Whatever she asked me to do, I would do it without hesitation.

If only she knew how desperate I was for her affection. How desperate I was for her. Would it scare her away? Or would she crave my sick affection, wanting more than what I let on?

Thank you all for reading! if you liked this one you should check out my other Brahms fic here. As always if you enjoyed it please let me know in the comments or by reblogging. I love reading peoples tags it brings me life. Want more?? lmk!! Thank you Filthies~

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stusautisticgf · 1 year ago

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Kinktober day 1

Brahms Heelshire- Mommy Kink

Warnings- smut, piv, unprotected sex (wrap it before u tap it kids), mommy kink, slight aftercare, some fluff at the end :)

Relationship- Sub! Brahms Heelshire x Dom! Afab Reader

You and your boyfriend Brahms had been intimate for a while. His submissive tendencies were quite obvious, yet he’s very bratty. There’s an obvious hierarchy in your relationship, you called the shots and he (mostly) obeyed your orders, especially with you being his nanny and all. He has quite the sex drive, so you guys try something new often to spice it up.

You two were laying in bed, it was late and about an about an hour before Brahms’ bedtime so you two decided to just lay in bed and read. It wasn’t soon before Brahms was horny, yet again, pressing his hard on against your ass as you read a novel. “ngh” he moaned from the pleasurable friction.

“Please” Brahms pleads, voice full of need.

You look at him, seeing his bare face and kiss him, filled with hunger and need. It was getting heated quickly, his hands exploring your body before groping your tits. He eagerly let you take the lead, letting you take off his clothes.

brahms felt your tongue slide into his mouth, moaning slightly at the feeling. The kiss became more heated, and you gently pushed Brahms to lay down on the bed, straddling him.

He put one finger into your soaked cunt, then two, then three. Your sex easily swallows one after the other. Brahms takes his fingers and you whine at the sudden empty feeling before slowly impaling yourself on his dick.

Brahms whimpers, feeling his cock being swallowed by your cunt, squeezing around him. You start riding him, the perverse wet noises echoing throughout the room. Brahms hands finding your hips, gripping them tightly.

You look into each others eyes, seeing the pure bliss and lust, feeling the familiar knot in your stomach. In an effort to chase his orgasm, Brahms starts quickly thrusting and rubbing your clit.

Brahms moans got louder and his breathing became more rapid. You’re right on the edge of your orgasm, leaning on him for support. You orgasm, clenching around his cock and look into his eyes, which sends Brahms over the edge. He thrusts even faster and shoots his hot cum into you, filling you up, whimpering “i love you mommy i love you mommy i love you thank you mommy”. You collapse onto his chest and catch your breaths.

After a while of silence, you say, “Brahms, if you wanted to call me mommy sooner you should’ve told me, I like it y’know.”

“Well I was embarrassed, darling because I didn’t know if you would like it”. Brahms replied, flustered.

You both smile at one another, “I love you Brahmsy”.

“I love you too mommy”

Brahms pecs your lips and you fall asleep in his arms, content.

A/N: sorry this was kinda short and shitty lmao, i tried. and i apologize for ghosting y’all, i have audhd and school sucks. and im a lil rusty :(. anyways tysm for reading :D (posted on my main @daisesanddandelions as well :3)

#brahms heelshire #brahms heelsire x reader #brahms #brahms the boy #brahms x reader #brahms x you #slasher headcanons #slasher fandom #slasher fucker #slashers

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pastelclovds · 4 months ago

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for the made-up fic title thingy, here's a fic title i had for an old work of mine but changed: "can't sleep love"

*cracks neck* okay so—

for this title, i can’t explain it, but it gives off obsessive energy.

cw: somnophilia

brahms is having trouble sleeping because no matter how hard he tries: HE CAN’T STOP THINKING ABOUT YOU. he adores you both on the outside and the inside. he’s so happy that you’ve decided to stay despite finding out about him. every second he spends with you fills him with warmth in his heart (and loins). it doesn’t take long until his thoughts become explicit and his cock hard and straining against his boxers. he first tries to deal with it on his own by fingering his twitching hole how you would, but quickly gives up when he realizes he could never do it like you.

he sneaks inside your room like the sneaky pervert he is. he stands there above you for a few minutes just admiring your face before the throbbing of his dick reminds him of what he’s there for. he slides the sheets off your body and carefully pulls down your sleeping pants just enough to where your soft cock can pop out. he wastes no time to put his mouth into work, cautiously watching over your resting expressions as his tongue slides over your veins and head. your face twists into bliss as you get hard in his mouth. he’s taken your lessons on how to pleasure you to heart. now he can play you like a fiddle. he slides you out of his mouth, stroking the base of your cock as he does it.

brahms let out a whimper as the head of your cock enters him, his hole stretches to fit you in as he continues to slide down until you are balls deep and sitting snuggly against his prostate. he rests his hands beside your neck as he steadily raises his hips until your head kisses the rim of his ass and slams down. he couldn’t contain his moans and whine for ‘more’ even if he was in a death match. you finally snap awake when brahms cried out your name as his cum stained your chest and belly. he slumps against your chest as he pants heavily beside your neck. you didn’t think it was possible to grow more horny than you already have, but your darling losing himself on your dick proved you wrong.

brahms gasped when your palms found themselves on the fat of his ass as you bucked up into his tight hole. you grin as you whispered into his ear, “i’m not satisfied, love.”

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qaxqxd · 1 year ago

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Kinktober 1

♡: Brahms Heelshire x F!reader

Genre: Smut/fluff

Warning: Lost of virginity, suggestive content, the usual smut, mommy kink, a bit of a breeding kink, Sub!Brahms

Word Count: 1.1k

A/n: first kinktober 😋

Summary: Brahms has never had sex before, he wants his first time with you.

You were a nanny at the Heelshire's mansion. It wasn't what you expected though.

You thought you were supposed to nanny a child for a couple of months. While they went on vacation.

But instead.

You got a doll, which was supposed to represent "Brahms" the Heelshire child. The parents found him very real.

The couple of months didn't go smoothly either. They gave you a list which you followed completely without question.

Things would move around the house, or go missing. You had to assume it was Brahms.

At first you didn't believe he was real. Since it was sort of hard to believe he was moving stuff around.

You just thought it was the grocery boy, trying to play tricks on you. But when you found out it wasn't him. Things took a turn.

It was truly Brahms, moving and taking stuff. Then he started to talk to you. It was strange at first, but you eventually got used to it.

Then he revealed himself. He was no doll. He was just a man. A man in the walls.

Yeah, that also didn't go so well, but he eventually warmed up to you.

Turns out he just needed someone by his side.

You were making dinner for yourself, and Brahms. As Brahms walked into the kitchen. You looked at him as he had a book in his hand.

You just taught him how to read. He was quite a quick learner.

"(Y/N)." He called for you. "Yeah?" You cock your head towards him.

"What's sex?" He asked with a book in his hand. "Wh- what?" You went speechless on the topic. "Where did you even learn that word?"

"Book, talks about it." He handed you the book, which you quickly skimmed over to see what he was talking about. You quickly closed it, getting flustered.

"Where did you get this book?" You asked. "Your library." He tilted his head. "Is Brahms in trouble?" He whined.

"No— I guess sort of? You weren't supposed to go into my shelfs." You sighed. "Brahms got curious, can (Y/n) still explain?" His eyes softened for you.

You didn't know how to explain what sex was. Hell it was like explaining to a 6 year old where they came from.

"Well… it's an activity that involves two people who love each other a lot." You tried to explain in the most innocent way possible.

"Will you show Brahms, how to?" He held you closer to him. You loved him no doubt, but you weren't sure if he was ready for stuff like this.

"I'm sorry Brahms, but I don't think I should." You cupped his porcelain mask. He whined, saddened by your answer.

"Do you not love me?" He pleaded his eyes. You gave him a look.

"Brahms, you know this. I love you dearly, but I'm just not the right person for this." You scolded him. He sighed.

But just like a child, he wouldn't easily give up like that.

The past couple of weeks he would ask non stop till you applied.

So you eventually gave in. You needed stress relief either way.

You were in your room, scrolling on your phone. Brahms snake an arm over your waist.

"Please?" He begged. You inhale and exhale. "Fine," You were going to give him what he wanted.

You laid him down on the bed. "Tell me when to stop if you're not comfortable, okay?" You sat on top of him.

His beautiful eyes looking directly at you. You slipped your clothes off, and Brahms seems to have gotten the memo too.

You both had your clothes off. Brahms got flustered seeing your pretty body right on top of him awoke something in him.

Him wanting you. He traced his hand up your thigh. Brahms kept his boxers on, which you slipped off finding an aroused cock, already dripping with pre-cum.

You gave it a peck, which it throbbed in response. Brahms let out a little whine. His cock was pretty thick.

"May I?" You hovered your hands over it. He nodded. "Ah-ah, use your words, Love." You wrap your fingers around it.

"P— please…" He whimpers, you stroke it up and down slowly. Hearing Brahms make small whines and whimper.

You bite your lips back, trying to contain the aroused mess in your lower part. You squeeze your thighs together, trying to create friction.

You continue to stroke his length in the same movement, but picking up the speed. A good dripped out of the head of his cock.

Giving him a satisfying whimper at the end. You rub the cum all over his thick cock. Using the cum as lube.

You hovered your body over his cock. Slowly sinking into his cock, it was painful how good he was stretching you out. You didn't know how big it really was until it couldn't fit anymore.

You were filled with his cock, full even. You felt like you could see stars. Brahms moaned when you fully filled yourself with him.

His eyes rolled back deep into his skull. You were squeezing him so much.

"Warm, v- very warm." He whimpered. "Is it okay, Brahms?" You kissed his temple. "Mmhm, Brahms okay"

You started moving at your very own pace, you rode his thick cock in every direction. Which abused your cervix making your orgasm rise a bit quicker.

It's been a long time since you've had sex, so you hope Brahms enjoyed it.

But you wanted to punish him too, for the past few weeks. He's been bothering you with this non-stop.

So everytime he tries to grab you or hold you, you would slap his hand away. He whined and begged but of course.

You didn't let him.

Brahms didn't last very long since it was his first time. He came inside you. The warm seed filling you up, made you have your orgasm a lot faster than usual.

You rode out your orgasm, as you watched Brahms whine and pant.

"More, please, please." Brahms moaned.

Just as he said you couldn't resist him. You continue riding him, slamming down on his big cock.

You kept squeezing him, to add more friction. Brahms emptied out his sack. The mess all underneath you, but keep going.

At this point you were overstimulating him. His happy trail soaks in you and his juice. Brahms was helpless.

He whines, moans, and pants the whole time. Like words weren't in his vocabulary anymore, just your name.

Each slam was a whimper from him. His cock was soft now, still throbbing insanely though.

After a couple more rounds, you barely could have feeled anything on your lower body. Brahms pulled you off his cock gripping you right next to him.

You both fell asleep, wore out.

#brahms the boy #brahms x reader #brahms heelshire #brahms heelsire x reader #brahms the doll #the boy 2016

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crackslashers101 · 2 years ago

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compared to what youve written about this could be a tame ask, but mayhaps pegging with slashers of your choosing?? love your blog btw :] <3

Pegging HCs (Slasher x AFAB Reader) 18+

TRIGGER WARNING(S): Scat, Necrophilia, a bit of Dub-Con

Author’s Note: Thank you so much for the kind words! Asks like these motivate us to keep writing, so we appreciate it. We had fun writing this so we hope you enjoy! <3.

Also Sorry for the long wait! We’re back 😏 - 💙 & 💚

Michael Myers:

Michael Myers is not easily persuadable and will not simply submit to you.

He will expect an exchange or a return if you are going to ask to peg him.

If you get to fuck him in the ass then he is going to fuck you while you’re leaned against a corpse with him behind you.

It’s an equal exchange in his eyes.

He doesn’t care much for prepping because he’d want to get it over with so he could play out his fantasies when it’s all over.

Michael would let out a huff or a grunt often when your strap hits his prostate right. (He would never admit to moaning because of you)

His breathing would start to get heavy when he’s close to cumming.

He’d take the strap like a champ honestly.

If you have the Shape of Haddonfield in such a position, you’re gonna make it worth your while.

Fuck him in doggy style and put him in a mating press.

Do your worst and take in every change and scrunched up expression as you have him so vulnerably.

When his breathing is back to normal, he doesn’t waste time grabbing your naked body and hauling you out the door to look for a sad soul that happened to be out this late in the night.

Hope you like the smell of a rotting corpse :)

Jason Voorhees:

When you first bring up the subject of pegging, he’d be a bit confused on it and then concerned once it’s explained to him.

He’d be very reluctant to give in to your desires, but he would do it to please you because he loves you.

Jason would need all of the reassurances and prepping to feel safe with going any further.

A lot of lube and fingering to relax him.

You are expected to eat his ass out because it’ll both relax and turn him on. (You may taste a hint of shit)

He never expected to know how wide his ass hole could expand by just silicone alone.

You’d fuck him so good he’d literally shit himself on your strap-on dick.

Diarrhea liquid spouts out when he cums and you continue to pummel your strap in him while he’s shitting himself with tears in his eyes.

He would wrap his arms around your shoulders and urge you on to use his shit as lube and to jerk him off while he slams himself, riding your strap to kingdom come (literally).

Aftercare would definitely involve a lot of cleaning up.

Jason would be exhausted and not want to move, so you’re most likely going to be the one to provide in the end.

If he is feeling cuddly, he may hold you against him with the strap-on still inside of him and he will have a slow make-out session with you.

Jason will definitely want to do this again.

Brahms Heelshire:

He would most likely be the one to introduce the idea of pegging to you after seeing a porno somewhere and deciding to try it in your sexual relationship.

Brahms is a huge sub when you bring out the strap.

He would be kneeling down with his face against it sucking you off without breaking eye contact.

You can have him lie down as you deepthroat him and pull his hair back and forth while you slam yourself against his face. It would make him tear up and cum instantly.

He would suck on your nipples while you’re fucking into his hole with the strap. (Massive mommy issues moment)

You call him a good boy and it’s over because he will fucking lose it.

He’s screaming “MOMMY” as he cums hard.

Brahms expects you to take care of him after you both had your fun.

He’s very whiny when you try to leave the bed.

He is going to beg you to top him more after this experience.

Thomas Hewitt:

In the beginning, Thomas would immediately be on the offense on the idea of you pegging him.

You would have to ask him constantly in order for him to even start considering pegging as an option (basically guilt tripping)

He would need a lot of prepping in the beginning and you’d have to spend a lot of time and lube gently shoving your fingers in his hole, spreading and widening it with your fingers.

He would only ask for you to put in the tip of the strap since he’s concerned and wishes to get a feel for it.

You lie to him as you whisper sweet nothings into his ear before ramming your whole dick into him repeatedly until he isn’t sure if he’s angry or close to cumming.

Definitely the type to bury his face in the pillow while you plow into his ass.

Lots of growling and gasping on his side.

He’s a bit mad you didn’t tell him you were going into him raw and impatiently, but he can’t deny the growing arousal in the pit of his stomach

You’ll know you hit his prostate when his growling turns into low moans and he is going limp against the sheets.

You would hear him give a high dog whine as he whimpers against you.

Thomas has a praise kink so you should constantly remind him how well he’s doing and he’ll cum much quicker.

Aftercare would come with gentle reassurances from your side and from a half awake Thomas.

Please praise him for taking you so well, it’ll make him feel so soft and loved.

It might be a while before he decides to do this again but, when you get him in a subby mood, he’ll be the one to open his legs to you.

Vincent Sinclair:

Vincent would usually be the one in control during your sexual escapades, but he couldn’t deny that he would dream for you to take care of him.

You would have to be the one to bring up the idea of pegging into your sex life because his ego would be too big to admit that he would love to see you top him.

You both would have multiple conversations on how you’ll get the strap when he thought of an idea that would save you both some money.

He would make a mold of his own dick using wax and body safe materials for your DIY strap.

You couldn’t decide whether that was the most egotistical idea he suggested or the hottest, regardless you agreed.

Even though he always wanted to try pegging, he will expect a lot of prepping because this is new territory for him.

Just fingering him would get him off instantly.

When you bring out the strap he’d be both scared and excited.

You would start at a painfully slow pace just to instantly fuck the lights out of him at a ruthless pace.

He would be your personal fuck doll as you force him into every position you can think of without any resistance from him.

Whether you had him flat against the sheets slamming behind him or forcing him to fuck himself sitting on top of your strap.

Vincent would drool and become listless with loud huffing and gasping coming from him.

You can gently tease him and tell him “You take your dick so well, don’t you?” and he would cum very quickly.

Aftercare would be expected from you because he would be exhausted. You should reassure him of how well he did and clean up for him.

He would ask you to do it again very often.

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