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Control (Pennywise x Reader) 3

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Pennywise/human form pov.

The familiar beat flows from the radio, a smirk on my face as I play around with my food, singing to the radio and dancing in my seat.

Hit It!

Nah, na na na nah

Here comes the hot stepper, murderer

I'm the lyrical gangster, murderer

The car travels towards the edge of Dexter, interstate 95 visible to the right. Countless cars zooming down the popular highway.

Pick up the crew in-a de area, murderer

Still love you like that, murderer

A very lit up house comes just into view, without a doubt it's the destination for tonight. People are standing outside, so tiny from this far away.

No no we don't die, yes we multiply

The car finally arrives on the pull off for the house, everyone immediately getting out and stretching our legs. My eyes glance at everyone taking them in. A familiar face causes me to double take, and the words leave my mouth so fast I can't even think about them.

I breathe out a laugh when I see her, the girl from the barrens, standing and flirting with some guy.

(Her outfit and hair)

Extraordinary, juice like a strawberry

Money to burn baby, all of the time

"Yo, Roman, you already got your eyes on a girl?" A voice from the left side of me tears my attention away from the barrens girl with a laugh. How pissed would she be if I got her in bed and then she found out it was me? I can't help but give her one last look before telling the guys I'll catch up with them later. I need to find out what she's doing here so she doesn't fuck my night up.

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Reader pov

The volume of the music is so loud, you can nearly feel the bass. Multiple parked cars litter the front lawn, some beginning to spill over into the back lawn. The medium sized, three story house wouldn't be able to see what's coming even if it were to slap it in the face with an explanation. I feel eyes on me as I turn and see a guy in a dark colored t-shirt staring at me with a smirk.

The intensity of his gaze makes me a little uncomfortable, angry and moist all at once.

I'll take my time with you, handsome. I return the smirk, looking him over with satisfaction before looking back at the tall, somewhat muscular guy standing in front of me. I fake a shiver, pouting up at him. "I'm kind of cold.." I say quietly, shyly looking away. Almost immediately I'm covered in his jacket. As he starts to lead me inside, I glance in the direction of the cute guy who was staring at me before, only to find him still looking at me but now he's standing alone against the car where his friends used to be. I'm forced to look away as I walk up the steps and into the house. The music is even louder, the atmosphere is hot and care free. Dancing bodies fill nearly all free space on the ground floor. A few couples are scattered on the stairs and the second floor. Some doors that are visible are open, showcasing different rooms.

"Wanna drink babe?" I hear close to my ear; I nod as I look up at the guy who gave me his jacket, his skin a beautiful shade of dark mocha. I accept the drink as I continue to study my surroundings and form a plan for feeding.

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Pennywise pov

I've been watching her for hours trying to figure out what she's going to do. If she doesn't do something soon, I'm just going to start my feast with her. I despise having to wait when I'm starving. I look down at my watch, mentally setting a timer for her before faking a laugh for the girl trying to convince me to take her home with me. I continue to keep an eye on her, my patience growing thinner the longer this girl talks. I catch her eye for a split second. She laughed at something that guy said and dances closer to him as he whispers in her ear, moving his hands to her hips and pulling her against him just as the girl in front of me tries to hook her leg around my hip and touch my chest. I push her off me roughly, having enough of this waiting game. I make my way through the crowd straight towards her, keeping my eyes on her the whole time.

Reader POV

I let the guy pull me against him, the alcohol taking a slightly stronger affect than I'd planned, as I see a familiar face standing in the crowd staring me down.

"That your boyfriend?" The guy holding me asks as pointing directly at him. Just as I'm about to answer, someone takes my hands in theirs. I turn and realize that I'm eye level with someone's lower chest. My eyes slowly look up at the familiar face of my apparent admirer.

"Hey, can I talk to you?" He asks with a gorgeous smile, looking down for a second shyly. I can't fight back the smile that breaks across my face as I nod and follow him through the crowd, still holding hands. He leads me to a door in the kitchen and opens it, revealing a dimly lit basement. Even though I'm in no danger what so ever, my heart skips a beat in slight fear. The guy suddenly chuckles and looks down at me as he tightens his grip slightly and leads me down the stairs, before shutting the door behind us. If I were paying more attention, I would have heard him sliding the lock across the door.

The dim light made it difficult to make out everything. A few things were clear; a couch, scattered pillows, chairs. Typical creepy basement. I wrap my arms around myself as I turn to the tall brunette. He comes to stand in front of me, looking down at me. Intensely. I squirm slightly after a few moments as I can't hold his gaze.

"Um.. what did you want to talk about?" I can't believe he's having this effect on me. I was literally here to kill. Now I'm a nervous high schooler again.

"Why are you here?" He asks, inching closer to me as I begin inching away from him, towards the wall, confused and uncomfortable. I stare up at him silently. He sighs, annoyed.

"I know you aren't deaf. And I know you can talk. You have wasted enough of my time. What. Are. You. Doing. Here."

He asks, venom in his voice. I can't seem to find my voice, pure confusion fills my mind. Do I know this dude? "Yes, you know me. Have you forgotten me already?" He chuckles darkly. What the fuck!? This guys crazy

"I'm not crazy, you just scream your thoughts." He says as he rushes towards me, I instinctively jump back, hitting the wall as my fangs defensively show themselves. He grabs at my wrists as I jump and bite at his neck. He shoves me away from himself, and I immediately move to attack him again. I barely knick his skin before I'm thrown at the bottom of the stairs. On instinct, I turn and run up them, jerking the door open-.. pulling at the door frantically trying to turn the knob. Hands grab my hips and lift me as I scream. The grip on my left hip intensifies enough to force me to cry out as the other hand clamps down painfully against my mouth, muffling all sound from me. I fight against the tall male as he half way drags me down the last few steps. Suddenly, I'm slammed against the wall, hard. Hard enough to hurt me. How is he this strong? He can't be human. I struggle against his grip, failing to overpower him as I realize my feet are far off the ground due to him holding me just above his eye level. I look down at him a split second after I hear him giggle accompanied by the quiet sound of bells. I open my eyes and am met by a clown with fiery red hair and glowing eyes. The same eyes that I saw a couple of nights ago when I was feeding. Realization washes over my face, and he notices.

"Now, little girl, I am sick and tired of waiting for you to do something. I'm starving, and I don't want you to get in my way again-" he says, but I cut him off with a scoff.

"Me get in your way??" I nearly laugh in his face. He stares at me, blankly so I continue. "Why are you following me? And, starving, really? You stole half my fucking food just the other night!" Anger begins rising. He simply just smiles at me, making me angrier.

"They were tasty." He chuckles and shakes a bit.

I growl, fighting against him. He shakes his head at me. "You're not going to get away unless I want you to. I haven't exactly decided what to do with you just yet. I could have much use for you..." He taunts, eyes raking down my body slowly.

"Fuck off. Shouldn't you be at some kid's birthday party?" I spat in anger. He quickly meets my eyes.

"You have no idea how much I wish for that." He says, genuinely. I sigh. Who is this clown..

"Oh! Well, I'm pennywise the dancing clown." He states with a wide grin. My eyebrows raise as I study him.

"I'm -name-..." I say quietly, holding his curious gaze as my name leaves his lips in a whisper so quiet it's almost inaudible. I wiggle my right wrist a bit, the tight and harsh grip causing a bit of pain. His eyes leave mine for half a second to glance at the movement before easing up on his grip slightly.

An unknown amount of time passes, the two just staring at one another. "Do you tell people that your names pennywise when you're not dressed as a clown?" I ask quietly. He grins a bit, shaking his head as he simply states 'Roman'. The silence takes over the basement once again, the muffled sound of music the only thing filling the air.

"Are you going to kill me?" I finally ask the question that's been begging to be asked. His gaze suddenly intensifies. I swallow hard, realizing the true potential danger that I could be in.

"Are you here to feed?" He speaks finally. My voice is lost as I silently nod my head. "Good. Follow me." He says, morphing back into the handsome brunette while walking to the steps. I rub my wrists before slowly following him. He leads me through the much smaller yet very drunken crowd, people knocking into us roughly. A few stumbling people separate us and block me from getting through. Just as I think I'm stuck, arms encircle my body and lead me away, keeping me close to them. I don't have to look at them to know it's pennywise, Roman, whoever. The hand on the small of my back encourages me to climb the staircase leading to the second floor of the house. About halfway up, he moves his hand to drape his arm over my shoulders while still leading me up.

He's not seriously going to try to take the entire house by himself..

"Too risky, too many problems. We need to get them to the basement first." He says as if reading my mind. I glance up at him as he walks to a door with a sock on the knob. Muffled sexual moans can be faintly heard as he turns to me and winks before rushing both of us inside and closing the door quickly. We're met with the site of two guys and a girl in bed, drunk and only slightly startled. I look up at pennywise as his eyes glow, and suddenly a huge snake crawls upon the bed, all three screaming and scrambling to get untangled from one another. Pennywise inhales deeply, seemingly pleased with.. something. "Bon appetit, mademoiselle." He says before nearly prancing to the naked trio and attacking. I stand, stunned and still until the potent irony smell of blood hits my nostrils, sending me into a near frenzy. I grab the girl trying to get to the door and slice her neck open, gulping the warm smooth blood, immediately silencing her gurgled screams. When I drop her, I see pennywise already finished with his two. I look up at him as he stalks over to me, bells jingling quietly. "How do we get them into the basement?" I ask, eager for more. He smiles down at me, eyes glowing brightly as I giggle up at him.

I guarded the back door, pennywise stood at the front. His eyes never stopped glowing as everyone from the second floor drunkenly stumbled as fast as they could down to the first floor, leaving everyone confused and startled. People were bumping into each other, screaming as all kinds of horrible things started appearing, terrifying everyone. Pennywise and the creatures basically hearded the group into the kitchen and down the stairs into the basement. I fed on a few brave souls who tried to escape by me. No survivors. His words echoing in my head as I drop the freshly drained body, dragging the two bodies to the door and tossing them down the stairs as I follow pennywise into the basement, him locking the door behind us. I could feel the adrenaline rush into my veins as I waited for the clown to pounce into the crowd before attacking on the opposite side of the group. The feast lasted nearly half an hour. Eventually we made our way to the ground floor of the house and sat down to relax.

"Should we burn this place down?" I ask while watching him light a cigarette in his human form.

He glances at me, shaking his head. "No, they're all in the sewer." I don't speak, trying to figure out what he means. "I made them go to the sewer. I have a few more in depth tricks up my sleeve than your little cosmetic ones, leechy." A bit of spite in his tone as he sits on a chair.

"Um.. okay. Fuck you too, at least I'm not a thief like some circus freaks." I stand to walk out of the house, movement behind me alerts me to him following me.

" I'm independent. You must be just a child, you are entirely dependent on me." I glare at him while he continues. "How are you going to get home? You live in Derry right; that's a hell of a walk from here." I sigh, it's not like I can walk home with blood all over me. "Exactly." He smirks. "After tonight, we're even for the barrens. But you still need my help." I roll my eyes at him.

"Why are you helping me if you hate me?" He stares into my eyes, biting his lip.

"You have the potential to be very useful to me. And you will be indebted to me for tonight. If it weren't for me, you'd have been burned at the stake by now." He holds his hand out, his eyes switching between my own and his outstretched limb. I hesitantly take it, the contact sending a small jolt of what seemed like electricity through my body. The sensation of flying-or falling.. or floating- comes over me as everything goes black.

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Pennywise pov.

She immediately falls unconscious at my touch. She must not have much experience with other creatures, so naive to the world. I search her memory, finding her home and teleporting both of us there. I find her bedroom while snapping my fingers to rid her of any and all evidence of this evening's feast. As I lay her down, I can't help but admire her beauty. From the gorgeous facial features.. the rich and creamy hair color, it's lovely texture.. her full chest, nearly bursting out of her shirt.. the way her entire outfit compliments her so very well..

I shake my head, ridding myself of the thoughts. I teleport to the sewers under Derry, seeing the clothes and scattered remains of the newest victims that safely arrived as I intended. I sigh, the girl creeping her way back into my mind. This has never happened before, she must have some rather important meaning in my life. I soon decide to teleport myself into the rather large, some would say mansion like, house where I normally reside during the time between mass feeding periods. As I lay in the California king size bed between the expensive silk sheets, my mind wanders to my favorite hunting ground.. Derry.

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