Alissa plopped herself flat on the bed in her bathrobe. She's just finished taking a warm bath, but still, she was exhausted. Tired from walking around the library and basically pretending to look around, buying herself some time as she contemplated about her next move. It was bound to happen. And so, she decided that she shall. But she had another plan in mind; a plan that she could not bring herself to think out loud.
But as of the moment, it crept in her mind. Still, Alissa brushed it off. She was too tired to settle with this.
Alissa heard her door creak. She didn't sit up to see whoever it was. She knew exactly who it was.
"Can you tell me something you never told me before?" She suddenly demanded with a tired voice, still looking up at the ceiling as her back laid comfortably on her bed, her legs hanging at the edge of the bed,
The demon clown stayed out of her sight and did not say a word. Alissa insisted, "Tell me something I don't know yet. Then, I'll give you what you want."
She wanted to clarify everything before she could give it all up to It, the clown thought. "Where shall I start?" the clown snickered, "There's so much you don't know."
"Tell me." She said softly as she slowly sat up, now looking at Pennywise who's standing by her door, "How long have you been pretending as Paul?"
"The last night of summer!" Pennywise dramatically said, "It was when I wanted to eat you up for my last meal." The clown shook its head at its every word,
"Why didn't you?"
The clown smirked, "Because I liiiike you, Alissa."
She stood up with a groan and walked over to the window, "Stop with that." She turned around,
"Oh! but isn't it true?" Pennywise dramatically stepped forward, closer to Alissa's face, it jiggled its body as it laughed and said "I like you too much I had to keep you!"
Alissa kept quiet. Secretly, she believed the clown,
"And then," It gasped, "You were sweeter than I expected! I found out you were my little treat." The clown's voice changed from a childlike tone and switched down to salaciously deep, "My sacrificial treat. And you know what's the best part?"
"What?" It could barely hear her muttering,
Pennywise snickered lowly and evilly, popping the 'p', "I can eat you up! Just like all of them!"
She glared at the clown. Still, It hasn't. It's probably because It still needed her, she thought. But what Alissa did not know was that the clown never would have eaten her even after every ritual, because as It's newfound obsession, she was doomed to stay with It for eternity until death itself devoured her being.
Suddenly, Alissa had an idea just because of the thought.
"If you could just kill me, why didn't you?" She asked anyway, wanting to hear it from the clown Itself, "You just want to take all the power you can, don't you?"
The clown stepped closer and touched her face again. She allowed It to caress her cheek, "Clever, Clever Alissa."
She moved her head away, but the clown still trailed its fingers across her cheek and gently placed its palm over it, "But that's not all."
"Oh really." She glared,
"Really, really!" The clown smirked,
Alissa wasn't having it. "Then what?" She glared into the clown's dark eyes,
"Because you're my favorite!"
And she loved that she was. But Alissa kept a straight face as the clown kept its warm hand over her face. Then, It gripped her tight and tilted her head upwards. It leaned, gesturing to kiss her, but she spoke making It pause immediately, "Or you're lying because all you really want is the power? You're gonna keep me until you get sick of me, too, is that it?"
Pennywise hated the sound of anger and courage in her voice. It moved Its head away with a low growl, "Now, now, Alissa." It moved its finger in front of her,
"I'm your favorite now, and then when you see a better meal, you'll throw me off."
It grasped her mouth, shutting her up, "Is that your wish? To be tossed in the bin like an old doll?" It teased her,
Alissa couldn't speak. Pennywise moved its face closer, mustering all the courage it had, "If that's so, I'd happily do so." It snickered, "But sadly, I can only have one sacrificial virgin. Like the others. So, I'll keep..." It tapped her nose with Its index finger, "...You."
The idea crept inside Alissa's head again. This time, she thought of it once before hiding it deep inside her consciousness once again.
"Tick, tock, Alissa." The clown caressed her cheek with its thumb as it looked down at her with such a menacing gaze, "You only have one life to spare. Make a choice."
She looked away and out the window but the clown pulled her head to make her look back, "Tough choice?" Pennywise pouted,
Alissa walked away from the clown and stopped when she saw herself in the mirror. She gazed at the clown's scary features in the mirror, yet it still didn't frighten her. Not one bit. It slightly gaped blankly at her with low eyes. Then, It walked over to her slowly as she stared in her reflection. She didn't flinch when Its hand rested on her forearm to run Its gloved hand up to her shoulder. She closed her eyes, willingly surrendering to her desire.
This allowed the clown to gently tug her robe off her frame, allowing it to fall off the ground in one swift move. Alissa kept her eyes closed, feeling the clown's presence press against her back. When Pennywise touched her shoulder again, she spoke, "Wait," And she felt Pennywise stop completely,
She opened her eyes and looked back at It, "Take them off." She demanded for Its real claws to touch her gentle, fragile body. Pennywise follows her request as Its claws ripped free from Its gloves, exposing Its sharp, long, dark fingers and nails. Alissa turned around as she looked up, "Go on." She muttered after closing her eyes again to feel Its careful but rough touch.
Pennywise traced a straight line with its single claw from her abdomen up to her chest where her heart is. Then, It moved it up to her chin making Alissa tilt her head up for her lips to be met with the clown's wet and warm mouth. It sloppily played with her mouth and tongue, Its drool trickling down the side of their mouths. She pulled herself closer to It to deepen the kiss but the clown pushed her against the wall where the mirror hang. She gasped when she felt the mirror almost crack behind her, but the clown swiftly carried her with Its thick, hard arms. Alissa opened her eyes and realized that the clown's manhood had been freed and looks wildly ready to take her in one thrust.
She gasped again before it moved towards her, and managed to reach for its manhood, stopping Pennywise. The clown growled at her. She looked up sheepishly, closed her eyes and rubbed its manhood over her bare flesh, then moaned and squirmed as she felt herself throb and widen, prepared to take Its full size.
Alissa loosened her grip of It. Then, It pushed itself inside her making her squirm loud. She wrapped her arms around the big clown as it repeatedly thrust itself inside her roughly.
She opened her eyes again to see the clown. It's staring right at her with its fiery red eyes merging with gold. She felt everything. She felt desire, hate, but never regret. A tear escaped Alissa's eye as she shut them tight. She had to do it. She had the clown completely in her arms.
Pennywise paused and threw her on the bed to continue Its desire. The clown entered her roughly and kept thrusting inside her. Alissa tried to sit up and push the clown sidewaysf, but it didn't allow her. Soon, she kept her hand to rest on Its chest. Panting, she begged, "I can't breathe...please." She merely stammered, and Pennywise knew what to do. It rolled and landed Its back on the bed, all the while pulling Alissa and making her sit on top of It. The clown kept its rhythm going, but Alissa moved on her own pace, until the clown allowed her to take control.
Alissa rested her hands on Its chest under Its heavy clothes as she grinds in utter pleasure. But she kept her intention in mind. Her hands finally moved to touch Pennywise's arms but It quickly moved It away until Alissa gripped it again, still grinding. She leans down on the clown and passionately kisses It. The clown finally gave in to Alissa's touch. She grasped its arm and placed it on her body, making It touch her all over. She guided Its handed over her breasts and neck.
Pennywise caressed her roughly, following Alissa's desire. Then, she gently wrapped both her hands around Its arm, pretending to guide It on how to touch her chest again. She touched its claws and its fingers.
She could feel herself almost about to finish. Pennywise was almost ready as well.
Teary-eyed, Alissa planted a passionate kiss on the clown's hand. She kissed it with so much passion, desire...and love, it made her want to sob. But she controlled herself. This was beginning to scare the clown as it secretly felt Alissa's heart grow in so much love.
Alissa rested her lips on the hand of the clown as she touched its index finger, preparing the sharp claw.
Alissa pulled Pennywise's claw into her fragile skin and stabbed her chest in one swift move, making the demon clown loudly growl under her. Alissa's eyes widen as she feels the sharp claw deepen inside her chest with her own force-not knowing that the demon has felt the pain as well. The demon pulls Its hand away quickly, making Alissa finally plop on the bed, blood spurting out of her chest.
She's stabbed herself, thinking it would end it all. But she didn't even know that the pain traveled over to Pennywise, making the clown a stinging pain as well in the same place where she's stabbed herself.
The demon clown stood and clambered out of the bed. It turned around and saw Alissa bleeding who's unable to take the pain she caused herself. Pennywise staggered to lean against the wall next to Alissa. It violently wondered in Its own mind; why is It feeling pain where Alissa is bleeding.
Then, It realized Its state.
Fortunately, Pennywise could regenerate itself in a span of hours and could take the pain unlike Alissa who have never felt real pain until that day. The clown managed to stand on Its feet and growled in so much anger and frustration realizing that Alissa is not just Its mate.
The demon clown's red and golden pupils flared. It discovered Alissa's real purpose. The human whom It used to think of so lowly earned high importance; she was not just It's mate, she was It's source of eternal power. Pennywise knew killing her would never be an option now.
Pennywise looked over at her state. It gazed at her, painfully taking the pain and slowly drifting into unconsciousness as she laid on her own blood. Pennywise gazed at her body; and knew that body was for It to protect; that her whole being was for Pennywise to keep until death do them part.
The End?
So there goes the last chapter for My Dancing Clown. I'm so sorry it took me so long to write. I couldn't finish it because I got too emotional everytime I start writing lol. Now, here it is. And I want everyone to know how thankful I am that you guys enjoyed and finished this story. I am beyond grateful to have readers like you who enjoy the work I make. So, what do you think? Your reviews are what motivates me to write tbh.
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