"So you saw him, too? The clown?" you asked, getting straight the point the moment he entered your room.

"Yeah, I did," Tyler gulped nervously. "I was doing my homework, trying to catch up but then I got so tired and I dozed off, that's when the nightmare started."

"What did he look like?"

"He was big. Freakishly tall. He had these claws. Orange hair. Red lips. White skin. This really creepy, fucked up smile. He was wearing something white, kind of like a dress. I'm getting the chills just thinking about it," Tyler recalled. "He said his name is Pennywise."

"Oh god, no," you said, turning away from his intense gaze for a moment to process this situation. "That's him. This is not good. This is really really bad. Fuck! Why the fuck is this happening?!" you cried, speaking more to yourself than to him.

"I don't know. I'm really freaked out. I've been looking over my shoulder ever since, it's like I always feel like someone is watching me," Tyler said. His usual combed dark hair was now very unkempt so you knew this must be really weighing on him. There was strands of his curls that were sticking out everywhere, it was like he had just rolled out of bed.

"This is so fucked up," you said, pressing your hands against your temples. "I thought he was just terrorizing me, but now he's gotten to you, and – and I think he took Lily."

"What does he want from us? Why is he doing this?" Tyler asked, just as confused as you were. You wish you had an answer for that.

"I don't know! Somehow it feels like he's everywhere but at the same time he's nowhere and he just shows up whenever, wherever! It's driving me crazy because I don't have a fucking clue what he wants or how I can make him go away," you said, your heartbeat going off like a skyrocket against your ribs. "He fucking scares me, so much."

"What are we gonna do?" Tyler questioned.

You let out a deep sigh. "He might have Lily, so I don't want to make him angry. God, this is really fucking bad. If he does anything to her or you, I swear to-"

Tyler cuts you off and clasped both of his hands over your shoulders. "Hey, hey. We are going to be okay. We are going to figure this out. There's no way in hell we are letting him win."

"I don't think you understand. He's playing this sick, twisted game with me and he's not going to stop! You don't know the shit I've seen and felt when he's around! You don't get it!" you told him. "I can't sleep. I can't. I can't do anything."

"You're right, I don't know everything but I know some, we're in the same boat now. You have me. You'll never be alone, I'm not going anywhere, not even for a second. Promise," Tyler told you, gazing back into your eyes earnestly.

You nodded your head weakly. "Thank you. I'm gonna need you."

"I'm gonna need you too," Tyler said honestly.

"Yeah, I don't know if I can do this without you. I really don't want to be alone right now, or ever," you admitted under a shaky breath. "So you don't think I'm crazy anymore?"

"No, definitely not. I mean, I never thought you were crazy, I was just worried about you, but now I know it's real. He's real," Tyler whispers.

"Yeah, that's what I've been trying to tell you guys," you said, shaking your head.

"Now I know. I'm not going to let him hurt you, okay? He's gonna have to go through me because I'm not letting anything happen to you," Tyler reassured.

"Okay," you whispered, gazing back at him longingly. "I can't do this without you."

You found yourself getting lost in his sparkling blue eyes and counting the numerous freckles on his face. Suddenly silence filled the air around you two, but it was a comfortable kind of silence. Nothing more needed to be said and for the first time in a while you started to feel like maybe everything was gonna be okay and work itself out, somehow, someway.

For a brief moment you started to wonder why you broke up with him in the first place. Granted he wasn't the best at communicating and opening up about his feelings, so there was that, and after a while you thought it was best that you two just stayed friends. Tyler was never about the deep stuff and didn't always have his priorities in order, but things seemed to be different now. You were both connecting on an emotional level, and you felt like you could tell him anything now, it was like an old flame was reignited. Those feelings came rushing back tenfold before you could even wrap your brain around what was happening.

Without giving it another thought, you leaned forward and impulsively went in for a kiss.

Tyler couldn't help but smirk when you made your bold move, felt the press of your lips against his own, and he was definitely not opposed to it. Eagerly, Tyler met your kiss.

You pulled back and grabbed him by his shirt before planting another kiss on his lips again, deeper this time. You fell back on the bed and let him settle atop of you, his warm hands running down your body. You reached for his pants and undid them, slipping them down in a hurry and reaching your hand in, and you uttered a gasp in excitement when you reached for his member. You tugged at his boxers and then kicked them off the bed along with his pants. Tyler was well endowed, he was definitely of considerable size. You wrapped your fingers around his length and he was delighted by the firm touch. You pumped him again and again, nice and slow, but Tyler couldn't wait another second.

Tyler practically ripped the buttons off from your grey blouse in his excitement and lifted it above your head, then he reached for your pants and slid them down below your knees, tossing them across the room. He undid your bra and then hooked his thumbs into your panties before he shoved them down, you wiggled your hips to make the whole process a lot quicker. He grabbed hold of you, and rolled you over quickly, pulling you onto your hands and knees as he guided you up the bed.

Once he had himself prepared, he pushed his throbbing thick cock head into you, drawn toward the slickness of your heat. He pressed himself against it and drew a deep breath. He sank into you carefully, not moving too impatiently or trying to get too carried away even though he wanted nothing more. He wanted to try to keep himself under control and build to that.

He started to thrust, his member guided steadily deeper into you as each rock of his hips back and forth pushed into you a bit further, exploratory and careful about how he took you so that he could savor the feeling of his girthy length opening up your inner walls, loosening you up a little more with each push deeper into you. Your wet heat clung around him, and it was just like how you remembered but even better now, it had been so long since the last time you two had sex, too long.

His hands tightened on your hips and he let out a groan when he slammed forward, burying his cock to the hilt inside of you and letting you feel his size, leaving you to gasp in delight at the way he shoved himself into you. He drew back quickly and then gave you another slam, all in the name of winding up for a sudden and brutal pounding. He fucked you relentlessly, moving with a steadily building speed as he pushed into you, his hips working needily back and forth while he clutched you tightly, holding on for dear life as he sought to give you the best you ever had.

"Fuck, I've missed you," you said breathlessly.

"And I've missed you," Tyler replied in a breathy whisper.

Your head rolled back as you felt the hard slams into you, his hips crashing down against your ass. Tyler thrust faster into your slick heat as he savored the sound of your moans and the feeling of your tight inner walls. You pushed your ass back against the thrusts that hammered down into you, loving the feeling of being completely and utterly full. Flesh slapping nosily against flesh filled the air as he made sure his each and every thrust into your heat sheathed his cock all the way into you, going ball deeps again and again.

He couldn't get over how good it all felt, how high he rode atop the thrills of being with you again. With hard grunts and frantic slams that left your ass shaking, you lit up with a swell of need and pleasure that knew no end. You weren't content to just lie there and take it, you were actively making the sex faster and harder as you impatiently chased raw indulgence in its most satisfying and shameless form.

Nothing was going to stop you now, nothing was going to slow you down, and feeling Tyler refuse to do the same and take it easy left you with all the heated friction and intense glee that you needed, there was so much pleasure hitting you from all sides that you were overwhelmed by it all. There was such vigor and intensity in every motion and rock of his hips. You needed this more than anything, and to know that Tyler had risen to the occasion so much made it all the better; everything you were subjected to was pure bliss, and the madness of getting fucked so hard and so right had you losing yourself, making you practically melt in his hold. Everything you wanted in a man, you were finding, and that had you wanting him more than ever. You couldn't get enough of the burning, fervent speed of sheer dominance he was exerting over you, it was absolutely intoxicating and addicting. While you were getting taken there was nothing you felt but pure electrifying, surrender course through your veins.

"Tyler, you're so good, fuck, please don't ever stop, please keep going," you begged.

"Believe me, I don't intend to," Tyler chuckled around a heavy breath.

Tyler reached over to grab hold of your hair and tugged back on it, making you cry in surprise more than in sharp and searing pain, but it didn't matter; it was everything you needed, and you let out the most delighted noises as you got exactly what you craved.

Tyler was a passionate lover and he was always very considerate whenever you two made love, so he wasn't one for thrill-seeking sex, but this was on a whole different level and so not like him. There was something different about him, but whatever it was, you loved it and you wanted more of this Tyler. He also felt a lot bigger now, you didn't know what that was about, but once again you had no complaints.

"Oh fuck, you can do whatever you want to me, anything at all, I want you so bad," you whispered.

"I think I'll just take you up on that offer," Tyler whispered back with a wicked little smirk on his face.

He grabbed hold of your head and shoved you face-down into the mattress for good measure as he staked his brutal claim, holding back absolutely nothing.

"You're going to be a gaping, leaking mess by the time I'm done with you, and you're going to thank me for it," Tyler groaned.

Being shoved face-down into the bed couldn't fully silence the vigorous, pleading moans that rang out as you were being fucked like an animal. You were ploughed so viciously and you were without apology or shame for the pleasure you felt and the ways it tore through you, happily giving yourself up to Tyler and embracing everything that he had to offer you. All you could do was keep it going, try to chase this feeling for as long as possible until you couldn't anymore and you inevitably succumbed to his every desire. You were a mess, thoroughly used and fucked every which way to a degree so sweet and indulgent that you couldn't help yourself.

Your ragged breaths and winding moans mingled together and filled the room. You two were met in a heated frenzy that was fast, dirty, shameless, and driven by the desperation of two people who had been brought together by very strange, disturbing circumstances only to find yourselves joined in unison amid the gratification that seized you two from within, overwhelming you both and leaving you very happy to have found one another. There was an odd sense of excitement to it as you found yourselves in the position against all odds, the abnormal situation giving way to something wonderful now, but rather than dwell on any sort of softness, you two fucked hard and vigorously celebrated your meeting through vulgarity and depravity in a way that was perfect.

He picked up a barbaric, unforgiving pace that had you begging for more in no time. He was hitting all the right spots with each brutal shove of his hips, and it only served to help drive you closer and closer to the orgasmic peak you so urgently needed. Your eyes rolled back and with a series of full body shivers, you screamed, moaning in bliss as you lost yourself to the sudden waves of ecstasy searing through you, igniting your body in ways you could never forget. It was everything you had wanted it to be, your climax ravaging you and leaving you so sweetly vulnerable to the pleasure and delight that you sought.

Back and forth your hips bucked, fervidly fucking yourself on his cock through your peak as your desperate slick walls clamped down around Tyler and tried to needily milk him of his load. It was to your deep satisfaction that you felt Tyler lose himself, groaning and sheathing his cock inside of you as he gave you what you craved. His hot essence flooded into you, filling you up and leaving your already elated body to burn with the thrill of release. It felt so good, and you realized then just how amazing it was being with Tyler. You threw your head back as much as you could under the circumstances and underneath him you were a heated, screaming wreck who bucked and twisted in place on the bed.

"Oh my god, I think I'm gonna need a breather," you said, releasing a deep breath and allowing the sweat on your body to cool.

But then, in no time at all, right after those words came out of your mouth, Tyler slipped himself back inside of you, wanting–––needing more.

"Ooh! Okay, guess not. I can go again," you told him with a puff of a laugh.

"I'm not finished with you just yet," Tyler whispered, a smirk playing on his lips.

Tyler gripped your hip and shoulder with his hands, keeping you helpless and stuck in place as he started to pound you down on your hands and knees with his thick cock. A quivering gasp escaped your lips as you were taken from behind once again with rough, steady motions that shook you down to your core. Your moans rose up hotter and needier as he continued to ram into you, your loose, slick hole yielding utterly to his attention. You reached to grip the bed sheets, cooing in excitement as you were taken on harshly by the eager thrusts, making your body shiver with a twisting, throbbing excitement.

"Oh, you're so big," you murmured. "Please keep fucking me. Use me and don't stop. My body is all yours."

"That's right, it's all mine," Tyler growled, hands moving down from your shoulder to grope at your dangling breast while the other on your hip moved inward to fondle your supple rear. He rocked his hips back and forth as he fucked you with a relentless show of roughness and desperation.

"Yes! Yes! It's all yours!" You cried, your body relishing in the pressure of getting fucked this hard and this hot by his big cock, his every thrust and grope feeling absolutely blissful, and you could never get enough. He didn't let up for a moment in the way he thrust into you with the raw ferocity and vigor necessary to push you over the edge. You felt overwhelmed by the primal urges of something thumping through your body, some rush of searing need taking you and refusing to let go. You inched closer to the madness, accepting it all as something burning within you so powerfully that you could barely think straight, but you were ready to own up to that and give in to all of it, a needy wreck thrashing about as you twisted through the desire, through the want, through the absolute need and ecstasy.

Tyler continued hammering into your waiting, wet heat as he worked with greedy, intense motions and fervid purpose. His powerful, driven fervor moved with something bestial and chaotic, needing to push into your slick warmth again and again. He didn't hold anything back in having his way with you, making you ache and twist with the pressure and heat of being completely taken on. It felt like nothing else mattered. Only Tyler and the way he made your body plead for more, how he made you swell with the desire of being so harshly taken and used that you didn't know how to help yourself. It was becoming too much for you to handle, but in a good way, so much throbbing, primal excitement surging through you as you took the hard pounding, your fists in a white-knuckle grip as they trembled with your whole body. He loved the sensation of your inner walls tightening down around his cock, refusing to let him go.

"Fuck, you feel so incredible, I don't ever want to stop fucking you, ravaging you, it's all I fucking want," Tyler grunted, pounding into you from behind harder and faster still as his hips found the rhythm and he worked tirelessly to fuck you into searing, untamed bliss. And to his credit, he succeeded; you moaned louder and hotter under the pressure, writhing in the shameless ecstasy of something more throbbing and wild than you knew what to do with, and he was happy to capitalize on the momentum, to keep thrusting through the rush of his burning desire, guiding you down deeper into the throes of his twisted affections and something you were never going to come up from and be the same after.

His hands roamed further up the curve of your back and he dug his fingers into your skin, hard enough to sting and leave marks. He was urging you closer and closer until there wasn't a sliver of space between you two. He wasn't treating you like you were fragile, and that's what you loved. You wanted to be roughed up every now and then, it was something new and different and exciting and definitely at a time like this, you couldn't have it any other way. You needed this, this all-consuming, vehement kind of passion.

All of the pounding and thrusting and violating pushed you to the breaking point as you came again, harder this time, gasping brokenly as your body surrendered to a powerful orgasm, pleading for him to fill you up with all the intensity and urgency of someone needing nothing more than sweet release. Tyler pushed into you and a rush of cum pumped into your waiting hole, filling you up and leaving your legs trembling and body shivering.

Tyler remained buried inside of you, savoring the moment before drawing very slowly back, a rumble of a groan vibrating through his body.

"Okay, I'm really gonna need that breather now," you said with a breathless laugh.

Tyler laughed too, his heated body still pressed against yours.

You and Tyler stayed like that for a long moment, catching your breaths and letting the sweat on your bodies cool.

But then a knock came at your door.

Immediately, you pushed Tyler off of you and grabbed the nearby blue robe that was placed on your chair in front of your desk.

"Hide, get out of here," you whispered loudly to Tyler, waving your hands at him dramatically. He seemed to find the predicament amusing but after a few forceful nudges he did as you said. You didn't see where he went but you heard the dip of the bed and assumed that he hid somewhere.

Then came a louder knock.

You wrapped the robe around your body as quickly as possible. You tried to fix your hair by running your fingers through the strands and you wiped some of the sweat that was dripping from your neck. You didn't want it to be so obvious that you just had sex. You took a deep breath before you walked over and opened the door.

You opened the door just a crack, but then in a moment you opened it the rest of the way once you discovered who it was.

You were immediately stunned, frozen in place, eyes wide in horror when you saw who was behind the door.

It was Tyler.

Tyler.

But that wasn't possible. No, it couldn't be. No, that didn't make any sense. You couldn't believe it. Who–––Who were you with just now?

"Hey, your Mom let me in," Tyler said, a concerned look on his face.

You turned around when you were finally able to move again, and you found that Tyler wasn't on the bed.

This couldn't be happening.

This couldn't be real.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Oh god, no.

Your blood ran cold. You couldn't breathe.