Author's Note: Dedicated to: rakill This is for all the reviews on Dark Desire, and your subtle request to read a smexy scene between Amanda and Pennywise in his Clown form. ;) Do hope you enjoy. Think I have decided that DD may be complete. How about Carnal Desire as a sequel? R & R my lovelies!

Theme Song: Marilyn Mason - Sweet Dreams

She had done it to mock him, to spike that fear. But they were not done with him yet, not by a long shot. He knew that much as he sat fastened securely to what had once been an over stuffed chair, but was now ratty and torn with the years that passed. He had tried several times to get his arms and legs free, but all attempts had miserably failed. Just like he had failed in destroying IT. He still didn't know who this woman was or what she was doing with the Clown, but it was obvious there was a connection between them. He had never once seen the Clown be almost...humble.

IT showed those emotions now as he embraced the woman with both lengthy arms, gloved fingers fastening securely to Amanda's shapely backside. With a growl, Pennywise in all his Clown form glory, pulled her up against him and lifted her with ease. Her legs slipped around his waist, anchoring herself to him.

"I warned you once before not to playing games with me, Precious. I will take you in front of Billy Boy." He warned with a husky, growl, one that pitched his voice deeper than she had ever heard it sound before. A smirk pulled at her lips as a dark flash passed across those demonic yellow eyes of hers. She was intrigued by such a thought, was she? Without warning, Pennywise pinned her none too gently against the wall closest to where Denbrough sat tied to a chair, mouth muffled by a scrap of cloth, eyes wide with fear and, was that curiosity? The Clown released his hold on her, spinning her to face the wall as soon as her feet touched the ground.

"Then do it." She challenged, feeling his breath against her ear. Though he kept her in place with his long fingers digging into her hips, she leaned her body back, ensuring that there was no space between them and she could feel the evidence of his desire against her. Her head tilted further back when one of his hands flashed up and gripped her hair. Her breath hitched in her throat when he pulled her back by the hair.

"I will not be gentle.." He warned, a fine thread keeping him holding back, if only just barely.

"Take. Me." Amanda growled out through clenched teeth. It was an inhuman sound that seemed to snap down Pennywise's spine like a jolt of electricity. He instantly hardened, painfully. The hand that rested at her hip immediately shifted, a lengthening claw ripping the black leggings she wore with the ease of a hot knife through butter. The loud sound of them shredding echoing in their ears. He felt the scalding heat of her even through the dull grey costume he wore on his lanky frame. He turned her to face him, claws digging into the backs of her bare thighs, lifting her with a shred of aggression and almost desperation. Her back propped against the wall, she felt herself shift higher as he nearly sat her on his shoulders.

The heat of his breath when he exhaled against her throbbing core was enough to have her breath shudder out in a rush and a shiver run down her spine. The Clown snarled a split second before he devoured her. Mouth, lips, tongue, teeth. He spared nothing as he consumed her. Her scream of both pleasure and shock sang sweetly in his ears. A rumble roared up from his throat and vibrated through her. Her hands slapped against the stone behind her, nails clawing at it for purchase, but Pennywise was relentless. His teeth scraped against her clit. The pain-pleasure of it caused her hips to buck against him, another scream tearing its way from her mouth. Between one second and the next, she exploded, rocketing to her release in an unexpected torrent of fire.

But he wasn't done with her yet, not by a long shot.

He released her back onto watery legs, shifting her once more to face the wall she had just been clawing. He slid his palm up along the length of her spine to stop just between her shoulder blades and pushed, leaning her forward. There was another loud rip as he freed himself from the front of the costume and immediately slammed the full length of his arousal into her still thrumming entrance. They both cried out, the Clown dropping to press his forehead against her shoulder.

She was so tight, engulfing every inch of him like a velvet glove. Her body was so hot that he felt the molten heat of it down to his toes. But she fit him perfectly...

"Yes." He heard her whimper. He knew that she enjoyed the feel of him buried as far inside of her as he could go, even if he didn't move at all. She liked knowing that he filled her. With a powerful shift of his hips, he ground himself against her, relishing in the deep gasp that echoed past her lips. And he hadn't even moved an inch out of her! He repeated the gesture more strongly this time and the powerful moan that escaped her was almost his undoing.

Again and again. Each time his hips ground against her, they increased in intensity and speed. Each second that passed by, the quivering in Amanda's body increased.

"Harder." She begged in a breathless whisper. He obliged, this time sliding a bare inch of himself back and out of her heated embrace. He thrust forward, ending the motion with a harsh grind against her. She screamed again, nails digging into the stone before her hard enough to split, nearly breaking off at the quick. His fingers tangled in her hair and pulled her back against him as he continued the motion of his hips. The pace increased until the sound of their harsh breathing mingled with the slap of flesh against flesh.

Between one thrust and the next, Amanda came violently apart at the seams, her release soaring through her with an intensity she had never felt. The warmth of her release mingled with his and she could feel the heat of it deep inside her. Her gaze shifted, latching onto Denbrough for a brief moment. He immediately averted his gaze, but not before she caught the flash of arousal in his eyes.

"It seems Billy Boy enjoyed the show." Came the Clown's voice rumbling in her ear but loud enough to be heard in the room. "Shall we give him another?"