I flung myself towards Penny, needing to feel him under my touch. It felt as if everything in the world fell into place when our bodies came in contact. Nothing made sense but us. Only us.

I held onto him tightly as he lifted me into the air, but I already felt as if I was flying. My body fell onto his. The blood and mess on him rubbing off on me, but that was the last thing on my mind.

I held myself from ripping at his clothes, trying to feel his warm skin under mine. I looked deep into his eyes, as if I was studying every single past he held. They held a lot.

"Take me home" I whispered onto him, not wanting to waste any time. Without saying another word, he did as I asked.

Once home, I wasted no time on pushing him onto my bed. He fell back gently, looking up at me. He was being submissive and I loved it.

"Let me please you" I said as I crawled over him slowly.

"Let me take control" I said gently as I placed myself above him. His eyes were filled with so much lust and desire, I didn't doubt he'd allow me to do whatever I wanted with him.

I took my time, letting my hands play with his hair and clothes. I was desperate to feel him in me, but I wanted to make the moment last. He was a mess, but I didn't care.

He was my mess.

I felt him purr under me, his body lapping onto the soft mattress. Our mattress.

He looked impatient but he didn't rush me. He wanted this as much as I did and nobody was here to stop us. It didn't end well for those who did.

He sat up, our faces inches apart. He looked at my eyes before his eyes fell onto my lips.

"You liked it" he said looking back up at me. I knew he was referring to what he had done in the alley, killing all those men. Those men who intended to hurt him.

"You're bad" I said as I played with his hair.

"So fuck me like you're bad" I said as I pushed him back onto the bed.

I let him rip the clothes off my body, not caring about my destroyed clothes because I wanted him to destroy my body, to destroy me.

His eyes gazed onto my body, as if it was his first time seeing me naked. I let him explore, but I wanted more.

Without saying anything, I began to pull at his whole suit. I wanted it completely off. I wanted him to be completely vulnerable under me. He didn't stop me, and I continued to ache more for him.

Soon, all of our clothes were scattered around the room, mine being completely torn into pieces. Penny was completely naked, something I had only seen once. My hands stroked his chest, I could feel him breathe under my fingertips. His skin was a sickly white, but I was used to it.

I was used to all of him.

I felt him twitch under me and I wasted no time in positioning myself above him. He growled deeply, his eyes rolling back as I let him fill me to the brim. My moans were loud as I became adjusted to his size. I let my hands fall onto his hair, pulling hard. He growled from the pain but he didn't stop me. It was the kind of pain we enjoyed.

I continued to ride him, the bed threatening to break under us. I felt his hand grab at my waist, pushing me onto him harder.

"Fuck!" I moaned as I felt him push into me with force. His free hand made its way to my face. His fingers instinctively made way into my opened mouth, welcoming them in.

I began to suck on his fingers, and I wasn't sure if I tasted blood or not, but I didn't care. I lightly bit onto them as my body slammed against him. We had no time to be gentle with each other. We had been needing this for a long time, and we wanted it rough and raw.

His fingers were so deep in my mouth, I couldn't moan properly. He slowly took his fingers out, letting them glide against my tongue. My jaw burned but I loved the sensation. His fingers and hand were coated in my drool and I had never seen him so proud and contempt.

I closed my eyes as my tongue followed his fingers out of my mouth, trying to taste them as much as I could. I knew after tonight's sex, every time I saw Penny all I'd want to do is jump on him. My sex drive was going to be through the roof.

I felt my nails dig into his skin on his chest. Drool began to cover my chin and mouth. Penny stood up once again, his faces inches away from mine.

I bit my lip in pleasure as I felt his long tongue lap at my chin and mouth, cleaning me. He groaned, pleased with the taste.

His hand held my back, allowing us to keep a rhythm. My moans were loud, almost obnoxious, but Penny didn't seem to mind.

I could feel his chest vibrate under me, giving me more sensation. I was in heaven.

The sound of our skin gliding against each other filled our hearing. It was music to my ears. His eyes looked into mine, completely dazed and weak.

"Don't stop" he moaned into my ear as I continued to ride him. I tilted my head back at his words, letting them erupt a fire within me.

I stopped my movements immediately when an idea popped in my head. I slid off of him, stopping our flesh pleasure.

He whimpered, begging me to continue. I stood in front of him, a light sheet in my hand. He looked at me confused as I slowly pushed him back onto bed. I grabbed both of his long arms, holding them above him, against my headboard.

Slowly, I began to tie his hands to the post. He maintained eye contact with me as I did it. I was in complete shock and pleasure at his allowance. He grunted underneath me, impatient for more contact.

Once I was assured he would stay in place, I allowed him pleasure. I sat on him once again, letting him enter me. It felt like the first time every time. I held onto the bed post myself as pleasure rippled through me. My body still ached from the nights I had endured in the Neibolt house, but the sensation was nothing compared to the pleasure I was feeling now.

I loved how dominant Penny was, but it was an amazing change to see him let me take control, something I know I'd probably never be able to do again so I wanted to take advantage. I took his hand into my mouth as I continued to lick his long and slim fingers. I looked straight at him as I did it, letting my tongue slip from my mouth every few seconds. I held onto his hand tightly, letting my body do all the work. I could tell he was trying hard not to break free from the headboard. If he wanted to, he could easily rip away from the hold just as easily as he did with those metal chains in the alley, but he let me tie him down, a symbolism. He was tied down to me, just as I would forever be tied down to him. Tied down to each other for an eternity...

I held myself back from cumming, wanting to enjoy every single second, but it got harder and harder as the minutes passed by. I decided that this would call for round 2, so I let myself become indulge in the pleasure.

Penny's teeth began to sharpen, signaling that he was getting lost in the heat of the moment as well. Seeing his bare body against mine was pure bliss. It was everything I could've asked for.

I would leave anyone and everyone for this, for him.

I would shut myself away from the world, let myself grow an unhealthy dependence on penny. He was all I wanted in everything. I probably had Stockholm syndrome but I came to accept it.

As sick as I sounded, every time I thought about how easily penny could end anyone, a fire erupted within me. I was the only thing he didn't want to end. He had tried but he couldn't, he couldn't bring himself to do it. Yes, he hurt me, a lot, but I kept finding myself crawling back to him. It was if I was in some sort of trance. Fixated on him and only him.

This was unhealthy, very unhealthy and I loved every second of it.

I felt myself coming closer to my climax as Penny began to buck his hips upwards. The bed shifted aggressively under us, and I prayed for whoever lived under me.

My legs began to ache from how fast we were going but the pleasure was too good to stop. I heard Penny whimper under me. I looked down in shock and pleasure. He had never done that before, but he didn't even realize I was looking at him. His eyes were closed shut tightly, his face forming an expression of pleasure. He was in pure ecstasy, soft whimpers escaping his mouth. That was enough to send me over the edge.

"Oh my god pennywise" I moaned, saying his full name, something I rarely did. My nails dug into his chest, breaking skin as I tightened around him. He thrusted into me, riding out my orgasm. I felt him twitch in me and I knew what it meant.

"Lola" he moaned loudly, coming out more like a growl as I felt him explode in me. I thought my orgasm had rode out, but I felt it intensify when I felt him cum in me. I was pretty sure I orgasmed twice. It was the best orgasm I had experienced yet.

My body was hot and aching. My lungs were on fire as I tried catching my breath. My windows were all fogged up from how long and heavy we were going at it.

He slid out of me, before ripping away from the headboard effortlessly. Just watching him do that was enough to send me wanting more. He was so rough and animalistic, and it turned me on immensely.

Shreds of my bedsheets tied tightly onto his wrist, he cupped my small face into his cold hands. His lips crashed onto mine. He parted my lips with his tongue before it began to explore the inside of my mouth. He pushed me backwards, hovering over me.

He spread my legs with his rough hand, positioning himself between me. I felt his other hand make its way onto my neck.

I chuckled lightly in pleasure as I bit my lip and closed my eyes. I lifted my head, allowing him to get a better grip on my neck. I felt him tighten his hand onto my throat, choking me.

Without warning, he shoved himself all the way into me sending me into a frenzy. I arched my back in pleasure as he began to thrust aggressively into me. The sound of our skin was rough and I could feel a burning sensation. I opened my eyes to look at his face. His hand still wrapped around my throat, he looked at me with an evil and pleasured face. It didn't look like he was here. He seemed completely lost in his own world, lost in the pleasure.

"Harder" I moaned, something I never thought I'd ask from Penny. Without hesitation, I felt Penny slam into my body with such force, the mattress threatened to slip away from the headboard. My moans turned into screams at this point. The pleasure was too much and I knew I'd faint any time soon.

Tears trickled down my face, the pleasure being too much but Penny didn't seem to bother as he was still completely lost in his own world. His grip around my neck was tight and I loved it.

He suddenly pulled me up by my throat, slamming his lips onto mine. I kissed back rough, drool everywhere, and it wasn't mine. We kissed like it was the last time we would ever kiss because at this point in our lives, it could've been.

My mind began to wander off onto Penny's 27 year sleep. I felt my chest fill with dread, a weird sensation compared to the pleasure I was feeling on the lower part of my body. The tears continued to fall, but now due to sadness.

Penny sensed this and began to slow down.

"No, keep going" I said through tears, not wanting to waste anytime with him.

He pulled out of me quickly, holding me against his chest. I cried against him, filled with fear and sadness.

"Lola" he whispered as I continued to whimper against his skin.

He fell back onto headboard, taking me with him. It was such a weird thing, one moment I was screaming from pleasure and the next I was crying against his chest.

"Please don't leave me" I whimpered through sobs. He knew exactly what I was talking about because his body tensed up under me. He pulled my face away from his chest, holding my head tightly in order to face him.

I looked at him, trying to stop myself from crying.

"Stop" he said scolding me lightly.

"Not tonight" he said, his eyes turned blue, in an attempt to calm me. I nodded slowly, agreeing with him. I wiped my face clean as he continued to study my complexion.

My breathing relaxed and I felt bad I had ruined the intimate moment. Something I'd have to make up for later.

We sat in silence, just staring at each other.

"Take me with you when you go" I whispered slowly.

Penny looked at me, sadness in his eyes because we both knew the answer. He simply couldn't.

"Not tonight" he whispered once again.