《BLOODY CAROUSEL | BILL SKARSGARD/ PENNYWISE X READER | NSFW|》FIVE
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Chapter Five.
The taste of metalic lingered in my mouth. I was drifting in and out of consciousness; images of darkness and Bill leaning over my body flashed before me. A moan was elicted from my lips as a jolt of pleasure shot through my chest. A heated, slick pressure suckled at one of my breasts; nipping abruptly at the sensitive, swollen bud.
Another image flashed before my eyes and this time it was of one of the men. I screamed and tired to escape but my body was paralyzed. Lips quickly silenced my noises in a deep, sloppy kiss. Blood. I can taste blood again. My blood.
"Good. You're scared." A familar, yet different voice entered my ears. I came to once again, yet still dazed and confused. My eyes met emerald orbs staring back at me. The handsome face of Bill became clearer; his perfect pale skin of his chin and neck now covered in crimson.
A short, hitched gasp escaped my mouth.
He groaned, wiping away blood from his perky lips. "Close your eyes." He told me; his voice low and seductive.
I felt faint once again. My eye lids slowly closed and I whispered Bill's name before I saw nothingness.
Bill looked down over my vunerable body; his lips curling upwards into a twisted, creepy grin. "You smell so good, [your name]. Your fear... its making me so hot and crazy." He leaned down, dipping his elongated wet muscle from his mouth into the crevice of my naked belly button.
"I want to eat you right now, girlie."
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