《Storm Drains (pennywise love fan-fic) *completed*》Chapter 7
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Sex is on fire- kings of Leon
"You're mine only mine" his words echoed through my head. Penny had been gone for almost 2 weeks and hadn't heard and seen him since. It was quite frustrating. Although he did keep his end of the promise and set Derek free. He didn't remember anything and insisted on us hanging out and talking about what happened the last time we saw each other, to which I kindly refused for his safety, and mine.
I laid down on my couch staring at my fan as the sound of heavy rain poured outside. It had been raining non stop. The storm drains were probably flooded at this point. Suddenly I began to question where Penny lived or stayed. Where did that clown run off to? A sudden crash of lighting made my body jolt up, cursing mentally. I was wearing the same silk dress I wore that night with Penny. It made me feel sexy, especially knowing that Penny could pop up at any moment. I wanted to be ready.
I sighed heavily as I continued to stare at my fan mesmerized by the fast movement. My house was warm, so I decided to let some fresh air flow without having to open the windows and risk getting water in.
"Hello doll" I heard him speak from the far corner of the room. I smiled as I continued to look at my fan, already knowing who it was.
"Hi" I said innocently as I felt the couch dip from the other side, insinuating he had made his way to me. I looked up as I felt water droplets fall onto my exposed thighs. He was soaking wet, from the rain. He stared at me with his golden eyes. I sat up on my elbows as I looked at him confused.
"Ever heard of an umbrella?" I joked receiving a scowl from him as a response.
"You know for a clown, you seem to not like jokes" I mocked as I laid back down and continued to stare at my ceiling. I felt his hands play with the hem of my dress as he continued to crawl on me. My breathing hitched in my throat making it obvious I was very pleased with his doing.
"I make the jokes" he chuckled as he now faced me. I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist as I played with the puffs on his outfit.
"Cute" I said as I rang the little bells he had all over his suit. This time I actually earned a chuckle from him. His suit was silk soft and cool against my skin.
"What were you doing that you got this wet?" I asked curiously as I fixed my gaze on his eyes once again.
"Hunting" he simply said before sitting up, taking me with him. He was now sitting straight up on the couch as I straddled him with my legs, sitting on his lap. I continued to play with all the little details on his suit, completely distracted by the funny sounds and shapes. I felt his eyes on me as I continued to explore his choice of clothing.
"Do you ever wash this?" I asked looking up as he gave me a confused look.
"Uh no" he said as he looked down at his outfit.
"Gross" I laughed as I got up from his lap and stood in front of him. My now wet silk dress clinging onto my body as he examined it causing me to blush.
"I'll wash it for you, I have to wash this now anyways" I said pointing at my dress as he continued to give me a hesitant look.
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Before he could object, I extended my hand to him with a cheesy smile.
"Cmon" I said trying to get him to grab my hand so that I could lead him to the bathroom.
"Wha-" he began to say before I cut him off.
"Please, for me" I begged with puppy eyes and a pout, something he didn't seemed amused by.
"Ew, as long as you don't do whatever that was again" he said pointing to my face causing me to roll my eyes.
"Don't" he said his voice growing serious.
"Sorry, force of habit" I giggled before grabbing his hand and leading him to my bedroom.
"Ok take it off" I said pointing to his clothes as he looked at me confused.
"Have you ever even showered...?" I asked scared of his response.
"No" he said looking at me. He began to look annoyed. He had no patience, something he needed to work on.
"Omg wow ok um" I said slightly disgusted but not surprised.
"You're taking a bath today" I said earning a scowl from him.
"The hell I am" he said as he began to walk away.
"You can't touch me anymore if you don't" I said growing frustrated.
He turned to look at me evilly before a smile reappeared on his face.
"Whatever you desire dear" he said before going back to a scowl and heading towards the restroom. I was surprised by his answer and compliance. I smiled at myself before heading there as well.
"Okay take it off now and I'll fill up the tub" I said sounding more like a command.
I turned around and began to fill the tub as I heard shuffling of clothes indicating he was getting undressed. I poured my favorite bubble bath soap into the water. This clown looks stressed, he needs a bubble bath. I mentally laughed as I knew he would probably be annoyed, maybe I was pushing his buttons but I didn't care.
"Okay" I said turning around without a second thought as my eyes widened at the image of a now naked penny standing there looking unamused. He looked human. He had all the anatomical parts of male body. All of the parts.
"What did you expect" he said as he realized my shock. He began to walk towards the tub, completely unfazed by my curiosity. He sat down in the tub with the most unhappy face I had ever seen.
"I could get used to this" he giggled as played with the foaming bubbles that threatened to spill over the tub. I had overfilled it.
I stood there in silence, still in complete shock. His body look cleaned. As if he never needed a bath in the first place. He looked up at me with a serious face before speaking up.
"I'm not a dirty thing like you think I am" he rolled his eyes with a deep tone in his voice. It's like he knew exactly what I was thinking.
"Then why did you agree to a bath" I said finally finding my voice.
"It's what you wanted no?" He asked sounding irritated.
"Yeah.." I said before I grabbed a towel from the rack and placed it neatly next to the sink for him to use once he was done.
"Okay lemme know when you're done" I said as I began to walk towards the door.
"Stop" he said making me turning around to look at him.
"Get in" he said forcefully. I felt heat rush throughout my body as the words slipped from his lips. His eyes glowed more than I thought was possible.
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"What?" I asked as if I didn't know what he meant. I was playing dumb, something that seemed to annoy him.
"Don't play with me doll" he said as his voice became deep and raspy.
"I'm taking a bath like you wished, now it's my turn to tell you my wish" he said smiling
"Get in" he said more serious this time.
I slowly made my way to him as I began to undress myself, letting the silk dress fall slowly off my body onto the marbled floor. His eyes explored my body as if it was his first time seeing it. His gaze traveled up until his eyes met mine. I could see the lust again, but I was in a playful mood.
"Penny" I said softly as I now stood in front him naked and vulnerable. I had never felt more confident in my life. It's like he had this power over me. I slowly climbed into the warm water feeling the foaming bubbles tickle my soft skin. His legs were parted allowing me to sit in the middle of the tub facing him. I sat on my legs, completely mesmerized by the moment and the way he looked. His strong arms glistened as water droplets fell from them into the tub. I felt a sudden urge to touch him and feel every part of his body as he did to mine.
"Don't make me come get you" he said almost growling.
"What if I want you too" I said giving him my most innocent face. He sat up an inch, enough to reach me before he gently placed a strand of my hair behind my ear.
"Your wish is my command" he said as he gently picked me up and sat me on his lap. I instantly felt all of him. He was big, abnormally big. I straddled him, something I did a lot, as I placed my arms around his neck. His skin a sickly white. His make up magically seemed to stay in place. Something I would have to ask about later, he needed to help a girl out with waterproof makeup. We stayed like that for what felt like forever as he watched water droplets fall from my skin into the water. The anticipation was killing me and I wanted him right there right now. He seemed to have caught my scent as he looked up at me and gave me his iconic smile.
"How bad?" He asked.
"Really bad" I responded biting my lip in the process. He then placed his lips on my chest kissing every inch of skin there was. My body ached for more as I tilted my head back and shut my eyes. Soft moans fell from my lips as one of my hands grasped his hair while the other gripped tightly onto the back of his neck. His hands tightened around my waist as he continued to kiss my neck and chest, becoming rougher by the second. I felt him grow under me only causing me to feel more heat down there. I wanted him so badly and he knew it. The water seemed to feel warmer as the minutes passed by. His hand reached down to my core as he slowly teased me. He looked up at me with an amused look.
"Beg" he said as continued to tease my core.
"Please" I said out of breath.
"Pleaseee" I continued to plead only wanting to him feel him in me at this point. He was warm and soft, something I didn't expect. I felt his finger enter me causing me to moan loudly at the sudden contact. I began to move up and down trying to get as much friction as I could but he suddenly stopped me.
"Be good" he said before he began to thrust his finger in me making it difficult for me to sit still. I crashed my lips onto his as we began a heated make out session.
"More" I said against his lips, coming out like a whimper instead. I felt him smile against my own lips as he inserted a second finger causing me to fall into a pleasure frenzy. He continued to have his way with me as my moans echoed through the white marbled bathroom. I didn't even care if the neighbors heard me at this point. I felt myself coming closer to my climax but was interrupted as he removed his fingers from me, causing me to whimper at the sudden loss of contact.
"Not yet" he said before he repositioned himself under me. I knew what was coming and I was ready.
"It's gonna hurt" I whispered as I tensed up a bit.
"I know" he said as he slowly began to enter me. I felt the burning sensation of being stretched out immediately. I moaned in plain and pleasure causing him to grunt as he felt every inch inside me. Once he was all in me I wasted no time bucking my hips up and down trying to subdue the pain. After a moment or two, the feeling of pain was replaced with pure ecstasy. I felt like I was on top of the world as I continued to ride him. My moans became almost screams as my body filled up with so much pleasure I felt as if I was going to faint. He grunted and growled as pleasure ran through his veins. He looked almost animalistic, nothing mattered to him in that moment but the pleasure he was feeling. Both my hands gripped tightly onto the edge of the white tub as I continued to ride him. I was sweating, the warmth of the water and the steam from our sex and flesh made the room incredibly hot. His hands tightly grasped my waist forcing me down harder on his member. It was rough but I loved it. I knew I'd be incredibly sore the next day but that didn't matter now. The water splashed about, spilling over the tub, something I'd have to clean up later but that was the least of my worries now. He moved his hand to my chin gripping it tightly as he made me look at him. He knew I was close and he wanted to see me when I tightened around him and screamed in pure pleasure.
"Pe- penny" I moaned as I neared my edge.
"Do it" he said roughly as I continued to pound harder and faster onto him. Suddenly I felt the familiar heat in my core but unlike any other time, this was insanely hot. I had never felt it this strong before. I gripped onto the edge of the tub so tightly it felt almost inhuman as I felt myself tighten around him causing me to scream his name, not caring who heard. He grunted deeply one last time before I felt him fill my insides with his warmth. I felt so dazed and sleepy as we came down from our highs. I let my head fall onto his shoulder as I panted from the intense sex scene. I still felt him in me, still warm and still big. He slowly took himself out of me, setting me in the middle of the tub as I was still dizzy from the intense orgasm I just had.
I looked up at him still panting for air.
"I love you"
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