Slasher x Reader Drabbles & Imagines ||Requests Open||

🔪~ "I'm not gonna die?!" ~🔪

Brahms Heelshire x GN Reader
⚠️Penis Ahead⚠️
Also translates to if I know you irl get the fuck out 🔪

Brahms was confused, the day started normally with him trailing behind you like a lost puppy as you went through your morning tasks.

He was content and overall in a good mood, well until you had to get started on the outdoor chores. Brahms tried his hardest to convince you that staying inside with him was best, but your mind was set. After all, who else would tend to the grounds if not you, so Brahms watched you sadly as you exited the safety of his home. The second the hard wooden doors closed he was off into the walls, he quickly made his way through them until he caught a glimpse of your form through the walls.

It must have been hot out because when he laid his eyes on your figure your shirt had already been discarded. Brahms's eyes flew wide as he watched you work, the muscles in your back and arms straightening leaving him with a strange and foreign feeling that settled in his gut. Despite the walls being moderately cool in contrast to the outside, Brahms felt as if he was burning up. The poor man was worried as he thought he may be getting sick as he watched you work. After what felt like ages of simply watching you to 'make sure you were safe' he willed himself to look away from you, he looked down at the ground before blushing.

You wiped the sweat from your brows as you looked out at the grounds before you were satisfied with your work for the day. Making your way back to the manor you quickly pulled your shirt over your head. Pushing the heavy door open you looked around expecting Brahms to greet you as usual only to be surprised when he was nowhere in sight. "Brahms?" you called confused before you began your search for the absent man.

It didn't take long for you to find the clingy man, he was sitting in your bed, one of your pillows on his lap as he hugged it to your chest.

You move towards the man with a small smile of relief on your face, "You miss me that much Brahms?" you asked as you sat on the bed next to him watching as he visibly tensed. He didn't respond to you and only hugged the pillow tighter to his chest turning his head away from you, this only worried you as it was unusual for Brahms to be coy near you. "Hey, are you okay, love?" Brahms shook his head no before hiding his face in the plush pillow. "Somethings wrong with me!" he cried out in frustration. Eyebrows scrunching in concern, you moved closer to Brahms before resting a hand on his arm making him only tense more as a small whimper left him.

"Are you hurt? Sick?" Brahms shook his head before looking up and meeting your eyes, guilt ate away at you as you saw his glossy eyes. 'Maybe you should have stayed inside.' you thought "Can you show me what's wrong Brahms, you're worrying me." something unrecognizable flashed behind his eyes catching you momentarily off guard.

Slowly he moved the pillow aside and you choked back a laugh as you saw his erection straining against the front of his pants. "Brahms, there's nothing wrong with you." you laughed out. Relief flooding through you at the realization that Brahms was okay, "I'm not gonna die?!" he asked, hugging one of your arms to his chest with worry in his eyes as a few tears slid down his cheeks. "No Brahms, you're just horny it's completely normal." he looked at you skeptically "How can I make it go away?" he asked.

"I can show you if you want." he seemed to pause his hesitance clear before nodding his head and releasing your arm. You pushed him back till he was laying on your bed, before spreading his legs apart and sitting in between them. Brahms looked down at you eyes wide as they watched your every movement "Tell me if you feel uncomfortable or want me to stop, okay?" Brahms's breath seemed to stutter as he nodded giving you his consent to continue.

Brahms jolted when your hand moved to his member, feeling it through the cloth of his pants.  "W-what~" his sentence was cut off as you ran your hand over his member, making sparks of pleasure shoot through him. "It feels weird," Brahms said as he moved his hands to cover his masked face, embarrassment making his face run hot as a blush crept down his neck. "Do you want me to stop?" you asked, removing your hand completely. He was silent and still. Nervousness ate at your gut while you worried if you might have overstepped and ruined the trust you had gained from Brahms in the time the two of you spent together. Finally, the tension broke when Brahms muttered "No, continue- please."

Letting out a breath you didn't know you were holding you went back to the task at hand, you grabbed the waistline of Brahms pants before slowly pulling them down his sides all the while listening for any sounds of discomfort. You admired his surprisingly plush thighs as you pulled back the fabric before completely freeing Brahms of his pants. After throwing his pants to the side you ran your hands up his legs squeezing his thigh, almost missing a soft moan that slipped from Brahms's throat when your fingers dug into the skin lightly. Brahms seemed to be getting restless as he shifted below you. Being merciful on the man you grabbed the hem of his beliefs and made quick work of ridding him of the undergarments.

With nothing holding Brahms's length back he shifted as cold air brushed the red tip. A bead of precum was forming and you couldn't help but admire the man laying in front of you. However, you were pulled from your lust as you noticed how Brahms's erection looked almost painful. You winced as you wondered how long Brahms had been suffering while you were outside.

Your calloused fingers gripped the base of Brahms's shaft and you gave it a slow experimental stroke to gauge his reaction after getting no negative response you rubbed your thumb over the tip gathering the precome before smearing it down his length as a sort of lube allowing your hand to move quicker. A series of quiet moans and whimpers slowly filled the room as you kept with your slow pace allowing Brahms to get used to the friction as you didn't want to overload him. "[Y/n]-" the man whimpered as his thighs shook, pleasure shot up his spine as you gave his member a particularly rough stroke leaving his head whirling. You allow your pace to speed up leaving Brahms to uselessly buck into your hand as he writhed under your ministrations.

"You're doing so good." you praised as Brahms gripped the blankets under him, his knuckles going white as the tension in his gut tightened. Brahms could feel the wire in his gut tightening at a quick pace. His eyes met yours and he felt overwhelmed as you stared back into his eyes, your heated gaze making him feel more vulnerable than he's ever been. He cried out a white shot from his member coating his thighs and the bottom half of his shirt with his cum. You continued to stroke him through his orgasm only stopping when he was completely limp in your grasp, the dazed look in Brahms's eyes made you chuckle. "You did such a good job Brahms." you praised as you wiped your hand on your pants.

Brahms reached out for you and you were quick to respond by pulling him into your chest and holding him. "That felt good," Brahms whispered as his face was nuzzled in your neck. Slowly you ran your fingers through his messy hair soothing him and allowing him to further relax into you. Soon his breathing returned to normal and the fuzzy post-orgasm haze in his head somewhat cleared.

After Brahms seemed calm enough, you were able to coax the man into the bathroom where the both of you washed off. Once you dried the man's hair you got him into a comfortable pair of clean clothes. You changed the sheets on your bed before getting the both of you into it for the night.

Brahms was quick to find a home curled up against your side soaking up the extra warmth and comfort you provided, happily you wrapped your arms around him once again before pulling him closer to you.

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So um hey- how we feelin about Billy & Stu x Trans Reader smut definitely won't be self indulgent 👀