Lock your door. Turn off the lights. Get comfortable. You're alone in bed when you hear it. Footsteps. Coming up the stairs. A masked figure in your doorway. This isn't just a story to read-it's an experience to feel. Written in second person, you become her. Every touch, every sound, every forbidden sensation becomes yours. He doesn't ask permission. He doesn't need to. He knows what you crave before you do. What starts as terror becomes something darker, more primal, more honest than anything you've ever admitted to yourself. This is a journey into complete surrender. Into the fantasy you've never spoken aloud. Into the night that will change everything. WARNING: This is explicit CNC (consensual non-consent) erotica featuring intense psychological and physical domination. Not for the faint of heart. Recommended: Read alone. In bed. With your hands free.

I've read tons of fanfics on Brahms from The Boy, but haven't yet come across one which skips the boring part and gets straight to the sexy scenes between Brahms and Greta. Get your holy water ready because this entire 6 part-fanfic is going to be hardcore SMUT. Amen. This story is completed but if you guys liked it and want me to post similar content in the future, let me know in the comments section. Happy reading~

Your breath caught. You'd just had Billy Loomis between your legs, and now Stu Macher was about to claim you too. You'd never felt more desired in your life. **** Dating Billy Loomis or Stu Macher seemed impossible, but one night at Stu's Halloween party, you prove otherwise.