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works/13488288.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      IT_(2017), IT_-_Stephen_King
  Relationship:
      Pennywise_(It)/Reader
  Character:
      Pennywise_(IT), Reader
  Additional Tags:
      Rape, Bloodplay, Light_Dom/sub, Tentacle_Dick, Forced_Orgasm, Child
      Abuse, Emotional_Manipulation, Loss_of_Virginity, Child_Reader, male
      reader_-_Freeform
  Stats:
      Published: 2018-01-26 Chapters: 1/2 Words: 2018
****** Fear of Pain ******
by AzureCherry6
Summary
     Y/N is a boy who is abused at home and has been for his entire life.
     He often deals with abuse in every corner of his life. Y/N is an
     athlete, hates water and is touch starved. He's often times desperate
     to have the approval of others because he doesn't get it ever.
     Pennywise is intrigued by this child, thus letting him live to
     understand him. Because It's never seen a child like this.
He was running as fast as he could as his father cursed after him, shaking his
    fist. His face and neck throbbed from having been in contact with that
  particular fist 5 minutes prior. But that didn't stop him from running full
   speed. He ran for quite a long time. Not surprising though, cause he's an
            athlete. When he stopped he realized how lost he was.

            "Hello, Y/N" a creepy voice greeted from out of sight.

He spun around, looking frantically for the source of the voice. Chills ran up
his spine as he found himself frozen in place, staring at what appears to be a
     clown just a few feet from him. It held a balloon and watched him.

      He screeched and fell back, watching the clown and scooting back.

   "Are ya scared?" It questioned lowly while approaching tauntingly slow.

                  "W-who are you?" He choked out, horrified.

         It stopped and tilted it's head at the boy, inspecting him.

     "I'm Pennywise, the dancing clown" It introduced, watching the boy.

         "Why talk to me.." He asked, attempting to get to his feet.

    "I talk to all the children and invite them to the circus" It stated.

"Circus? Where?" The boy questioned, his eyes roaming what was already in sight
                               for said circus.

  The clown suddenly stopped smiling, watching the boy intensely with an open
                   mouthed frown and slightly lidded eyes.

                          "I'll show ya" it growled.

  It let go of the balloon, it floated gently in front of the boy and popped,
                     splattering blood all over his face.

         Suddenly he was being pinned to the concrete, then darkness.

                                     ---

 He awoke by a pool of water, it was so cold. Quickly the boy scurried to curl
 into a ball and hold himself. Bruises and scratches from the past few nights
were evident as he ached all over. And with that, he began to cry. Not only did
he feel worthless and lost, he truly believed he was worthless and lost. And he
                     hadn't even tried to find a way out.

           "Sleep well?" Pennywise asked, approaching then giggled.

The boy ignored him and closed his eyes. Just make it go away, make everything
                                  go away.

   Pennywise did not like being ignored. He grabbed the boy by his hair and
                      slapped him across the face hard.

  "In all my time here I've never dealt with a child as pathetic as you." It
                growled, kicking the boy hard in the stomach.

He stayed, paralyzed and accepting the pain and trying not to cry. It hurt, but
 it's all he'd ever known in his 12 years alive. Everyone he knew never liked
 him. They either hurt him with words, their hands, or both. It was his fear.

    It started to laugh and giggle, watching the boy submit to its abuse.

 "W-where are we?" The boy asked before the clown had another chance to strike
                                     him.

"My home" it grinned, letting him fall back to the ground then squatted beside
                             him, watching him.

   The boy looked over, seeing a huge mountain of miscellaneous objects. He
  followed its length all the way up with his eyes /which it was as tall as a
building/. Then he made out quite a lot of bodies, floating all around the tip
                                    of it.

           "W-who are they?!" The boy yelled, angry and tormented.

     Pennywise smiled and disappeared, replacing It were a flood of papers
  scattering everywhere. He desperately lunged after a few that almost found
   themselves in the water. Countless papers of missing children, their eyes
                           crossed out with blood.

            "I-it's you" he growled, looking around for the clown.

 It appeared behind him and shoved him face first into the water, giggling its
                                  head off.

The boy scrambled back towards it, the clown became defensive then made to hit
him. But when the boy clung to its leg desperately and nuzzled his face against
                            its knee, it stopped.

                         "H-hate water.." He mumbled.

The clown kneeled and sniffed the boy, smelling no fear. Just the normal smell
of a tired child. But this wasn't normal, not at all. Children never came into
 physical contact with IT and became...okay. He would tear them limb from limb
               and eat them. Sometimes alive, sometimes aged.

 The boy didn't know what had happened after that. But he was being carried by
it to an old worn bed and was laid down. It inspected him, confused by the boys
differences from the past dozen times he's awoken every 27 years over the past
 years the earth has been around. No, those children had all been scared, fear
   stricken the moment Pennywise The Dancing Clown came into their sight.

  The boy shifted so he laid on his back, legs spread by his knees and ankles
still close. He felt large gloved hands push up his windbreaker, caressing his
                      taut stomach and up to his chest.

 "W-what?" The boy managed to get out, looking up at the clown as it made its
 way between his legs. His eyes clouded from exhaustion but he managed to make
                    out Pennywise drooling as it watched.

 The boy screamed weakly and flailed, but was cut off by a hand running large
 claws across his face. Immediately drawing blood that slid down his neck and
                            dripped off his jaw.

 "Behave boy, remember you could be dead" it growled, leaning down and licking
up the blood hungrily. Its tongue started swelling and feeling more of his neck
                                   and jaw.

  He moaned from exhaustion, confusion and..pleasure? He didn't know what it
 was...but it made his body feel weird..he became scared. What was this..thing
                                doing to me?!

                "Ahh...my favorite" it growled, eyes glowing.

  It bit his neck, drawing less blood than its claws had on the boys face. It
lapped the blood up, gliding his large wet tongue against the pale smooth skin.
  He then leaned close when he was finished and sniffed the boys neck, he was
   trembling and blushing deeply. Watching the clown while frozen by fear.

"You smell so good when you're afraid" gushed the clown, drooling a river down
              his chin as he stared hungrily at the adolescent.

 The way the clown stared at him made him feel so embarrassed and shameful for
  wanting its attention. He reached a shaky hand to cup its jaw, as the clown
                                   watched.

Suddenly he felt taloned fingers wrap around his throat, keeping him in place.
The boy blushed deeper and whined at its actions, furthering it to tighten its
                     fingers on the sides of his throat.

"You like that?" It snarled, watching closely while snaking a hand to the boys
                         jeans and tugging them down.

   He struggled, opening his mouth and trying to get out words but what came
               shocked them both. The boy moaned like a whore.

   From the shock it only stared, giving the boy an opportunity to back away
                         slightly, giving them space.

  "L-leave me alone!! You eat kids like me!!" He panted, horrified by his own
                                   actions.

   It slowly met his gaze, frowning. A balloon popped somewhere in the room,
 averting the boys attention as it pinned him down roughly and forced its hips
                           between the boys legs.

  He looked back at it as he felt something large press against his groin. It
 laid its head by the boys shoulder and started to smoothly grind down against
   him. Y/N watched, panting and making gentle noises of pleasure as he felt
   something in his pants grow, smaller than its but definitely more human.

  "Would you like to play with Pennywise?" It asked, pent with excitement.

 "W-will you play nice?" The boy asked, glancing at it from the corner of his
                                     eye.

         The clown giggled and leaned up to look the boy in the eyes.

 "If you're a good boy" it snarled darkly, sitting up between the boys legs.

He watched as it tore his underwear into two, the pieces gliding down and onto
the bed past his pale skin. It continued to let its eyes wander while its body
    moved down on the bed so the boys legs were propped on its shoulders.

He giggled as he felt the ruffles tickle behind his knees, watching the clown.
     He felt its hands rub against his inner thighs and to his privates.

  The boys breath hitched as he felt fingers wrap around his small dick, they
 gripped and stroked the small member. His legs slid from being on Pennywise's
                           shoulders to its waist.

"F-feels weird!" The boy managed out as his back arched, his eyes screwed shut.


   "I bet it does, boy. How about this.." It leaned down and let its rapidly
    growing tongue spill out from its jaws and wrap around the boys dick.

 The tongue pulsed and tightened, stroking up and down the member. The tip of
its tongue desperately flicked and rubbed against and around the head and slit.


Cries of pleasure could be heard from the boy as he watched the unusual tongue
  work him. His legs crossed behind its back from tension, wanting so bad to
                               thrust quickly.

  Almost like it'd read his mind, it leaned down closer and took his dick into
its mouth, sucking and salivating all over it. His tongue worked the boy still
                             as his mouth joined.
Its mouth and tongue clamped hard onto the member, sucking hard. The tight wet
          mouth around his small organ was heaven as he became close.
         "I-I'm gonna pee!! N-no more!" The boy whined out wantonly.

The clown stopped and let its thick slimy tongue retreat back into its mouth as
 it pulled away. The boy watched shakily as the clown pushed up its skirt and
   lowered its trousers, revealing a thick, long and black wet tentacle that
                          worked as its..sex organ?

           The boy gulped, fearful and worrisome of what's to come.

 The clown pushed its body closer to the boy, his legs around its waist as the
 tentacle wrapped around his dick. A moan was caught in his throat as he heard
it growl from the pleasure it must be feeling. The tentacle continued growing,
        squeezing and gliding around his dick as it thrust its hips.

           He was panting and whining wantonly from the attention.

"I want to be inside you.." It growled, sounding much more animalistic then it
                               sounded before.

 Suddenly the tentacle let go of his dick, it left soft wet trails as it made
its way between his cheeks. The boy blushed madly, not used to that area of him
    being touched. Or being touched at all that wasn't meant to harm him.

 The tip smeared liquid around the puckered hole and gently dipped inside. He
 moaned, looking up at the clown as he felt its tentacle circling his entrance
 and slightly pushing inside. He felt himself relax and welcome its tip as it
quickly sank deep inside him. The girth of the tentacle increased and decreased
   rapidly to help stretch the boy. Prepping and secreting more translucent
                               blackish liquid.

"A-ah~ p-pennywise I c-can't-UGH!" The boy cried, limbs thrashing weakly as he
                          adjusted to its tentacle.

 Pennywise grinned, enjoying the tightness of the child. It started thrusting,
pulling far out then plunging back in roughly. Its tentacle cock was growing in
   girth as he continued fucking deep into the boy, secreting more slime to
increase smooth friction. He felt a bundle of nerves at its tip so it furiously
               started pounding deeper to hit it continuously.

Y/N was moaning out wantonly, could be mistaken for a girl if not for his dick.
 Pennywise growled as It continued to fuck the boy senseless. It was drooling
       and snarling from the coil in his groin loosening, it was close.

  "Please, please, please!! I-" the boy cried out then was caught in a silent
scream as his cum spilt all over his stomach and the clown's pushed up skirt.

It growled darkly, feeling the boy clench on him felt too good and it blew its
                              load deep in him.

    As he faded in and out of consciousness he felt the tentacle swell then
  suddenly felt warm liquid fill him. He felt so full and tired, so he passed
                                    out.
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