You're All Mine

Why is it that Big?

"Y/N why did you kiss that man"

"You just asked me that"

"WHY"

His masculine deep voice took me by surprise, even though it is a grown man. I don't know why but i had the idea he would still have a little boy's voice, it was obvious that this man was Brahms.

"He liked me, Brahms"

Brahms tensed up and walked over to the knife rack. Once again i was overcome by fear. He was going to get me next. 

He picked up the knife, and slit a perfect cut on his finger. Like he was punishing himself for seeing me and Malcolm kiss with his own eyes.

"Come on now Brahms, we don't do that"

He put his big muscular arms around me as he went in for a hug. I felt all the curves on his body push against me, it was like he was built like a greek god.

His muscles felt like they were carved out of stone and his strength was unmeasurable. Yet he acted like a little boy. He wanted to hold my hand so i let him and he pointed his other hand at the clock. 10pm, Brahms bed time.

I walked hand in hand with brahms and as we went to walk up the stairs, we walked past Malcolms corpse. 

"Brahms, we have to do something about Malcolms body".

Brahms looked at the body and then back at me. It was then i knew that the boy the Brahms was, is long gone. He walked quickly into the pool room and flopped Malcolm on his shoulders. Seeing Brahms walk out the room with Malcolm on his shoulder did something to me. I felt a flutter down below, why was my pussy growling at that, this is sick.

Brahms had been outside for at least half an hour now, and when he finally came back in his vest was covered in soil. It was obvious he had just buried Malcolm.

"Y/N, i am going to take a shower"

"Ok Brahms, i'll see you in the morning"

"No, Y/N i want you with me. I need help"

Of course he needs help. The man has been living in the walls of the house for all this time.

"Ok Brahms, i'll come up to you in a bit"

I look as Brahms goes up the stairs with his hands tracing the walls, like he was using them to find the way around the house.  As he disappeared from view i walked back into the pool room. There was no blood or any trace that Malcolm had died here. I walk along and look inside the wall in which Brahms had called home for so long. I looked around and the walls were tight and dusty just as you would expect. In the corner of my eye i saw a piece of paper that looked like a letter. I put my leg in and bent down to get the letter. I positioned myself down on the nearest chair and read the most sad piece of writing in my life.

To Our Dear Brahms,

I know this must be confusing for you sweetheart, but mummy and daddy are not coming back home. Mummy and Daddy have decided to leave this earth to allow you to flourish with dear Y/N. You may tell Y/N she need not worry about the utilities and mortgage payments as we have included our bank details in this letter for her. It should help you two to live the life of a thousand kings for the rest of your lifes. We are sorry it has to come to this Brahms, but you needn't worry. We have always loved you and we always will. 

Forever with you,

Mummy and Daddy

The thoughts in my head were going crazy, i was thinking oh my god. The Heelshires have killed themselves, i think they caused the suffering of Brahms and forced him to stay in the walls. He must of killed that girl. They tried to protect him by shutting him away and they chose me to give him the life they couldn't.

I could not stop thinking about all the links that have caused my life to end up this way. It then hit me, Brahms must have watched through the walls all this time and saw me and Malcolm kiss. He must of felt threatened. 

"Y/N are you coming?"

"One Moment Brahms"

With all that has gone on here, i am basically allowing a new chapter of my life to happen. Living in the uk, for free, in a big house with Brahms, even with everything that has gone on seems like a spa resort compared to my life in America. All my debt can be erased and i can still live a decent life. Well that is it. I have decided to stay here with Brahms. Forever.

As i walk up the stairs i can hear the shower running, Brahms must have figured out how to turn it on. I knocked on the door.

"Do you still need me in there Brahms?"

" Y/N just come in"

I walked in and that is when i saw the muscular body of Brahms up close. He didn't close the shower curtain, i could see everything and i mean everything.

"Y/N can you join me"

"Yes"

"Then get in"

I got undressed and i looked at myself in the mirror again. This time, i was not disgusted, i felt happy. I saw all my curves for the first time and thought that i was sexy. Brahms seemed to like it too, he hasn't seen a woman in this light ever. I could feel his eyes looking at my body, that's when i heard him get out the shower.

He did not put his clothes on but he seemed to still have his mask on. His towering presence behind me made me feel things. He pushed himself on me and hugged me from behind, he then proceeded to run his hands all on my body and stroking me. I felt something rise into me, so i traced my hand down what i thought was his leg. He let out the most gentle moan and then spun me around. He picked me up from my ass and put me into the shower. He stood under the head with his neck bent down as he was so tall. I saw the water trickle down his body and then onto his thick, long length.

I instantly got horny. That would destroy my insides but i should not think about that, considering i only technically met this man a few hours ago.

I looked down again and i thought to myself,

Why is it that big?