It only took seconds before they stood in Junia's room.
Valor sighed, this girl needed to stop require being saved so often. Doesn't she realize precious energy goes to waste?
She fell into bed carelessly, stretching body and took majority of the space. Valor remained standing there awkwardly, her actions compared to a cat.
"I'm thirsty." Complained Junia, hand over forehead, everything was spinning.
He crossed arms. "Go to sleep then you won't be."
She giggled dryly, eyes closed. "Wow your level of sarcasm increased as a fake human."
"Sounds like you appreciate it." Snickered Valor, as if she was one to talk.
"Nope." The girl put emphasis on the 'p' with a slight pop.
Blues rolled, she is a terrible liar. "Such lies."
Junia huffed, an unexplained spike in temperature pleaded for her to strip, she fought against the urge. "How am I lying?"
He chuckled, it sent shivers down her spine. "Because this persona is my closest interpretation of your ideal match."
A feverish tint brightened her face. "You're full of shit." Cursed the girl as she turned over to hide the embarrassed expression in failure. It was cute, her innocence.
After a full night of senseless protection on the girl instead of hunting, Valor decided bringing her home was enough. He turned to leave but was stopped by a single finger that managed to hook through the belt loop. Eyes glanced behind and widened, tears by the gallon drenched her pretty little face like a never ending river.
"Why?" She sobbed. "Why do you keep saving me? You're the bad guy. You're a fucking clown that eats children and kills people to live but here you are. Saving my ass from other humans, isn't that fucked up? Can't..." Junia sniffed, not noticing he knelt down so they were at eye level, faces inches away, still no signs of gold in those human blue orbs. "Can't you just eat me? Get it over with, just end it. Why keep prolonging this? It's not like you care."
Her words struck a nerve thought to be non-existent in his monstrous genes. A finger brushed away locks that messily covered her face and ever so gently hooked hair behind an ear. Not once did their eye contact break. "Because Junia, I can't simply devour you like I have with others."
Although narcotics were still in effect, her body rose in heat from another source. Realizing, this is the closest she can ever reach to this creature expressing genuine human emotions for her, in his own twist way through simply keeping her alive. It was hauntingly sweet and instantly dried tears.
Junia released fabric to slowly bring her hand to his face, hesitation she once felt to touch the clown dissipated. As he seemed, he felt, soft and warm like a regular human. Thumb swiped his cheek, over where red lines should be, in a motion of affection. This more human self portrayal began to crumble her resolve and rationality. "Since we're being honest, I like this form but for some insane reason I prefer the clown."
Valor stiffen, eyes closed as he absorbed her touch similar to butterfly wings. So feather soft, delicate and itched to be broken. "And why is that?" He asked in a breathless sigh, lids reopened and welcomed her with gold. It was more than odd, her opinion of this particular skin since Valor was the closest persona in his endless arsenal that came near to her mental picture of an ideal human love interest. Not that he should really be surprised at this point, she is a very peculiar one.
Junia became light-headed, unsure if the cause was involuntary intoxication or those golden eyes. "I have no idea, maybe it's because I'm so accustom seeing you as the clown? Or I'm just that mental."
Valor's jaw flexed, throat sore and desired crimson, chocolate flavoured. "Teasing me like that will get you seriously hurt, you know."
She understood the danger, just didn't care and wanted another to overwrite nightmares. "Does that mean you aren't going to push me away this time?"
"Remember what I said? Even if you scream and beg for me to stop, I won't." He reminded, voice low and dark in tone.
A devious smirk curled her temptress mouth. Thumb slid down to his lips. "I can't really scream if you shut me up."
Oh, this girl was talented at triggering him, both deliciously good and horribly wrong.
In human speed, the creature hovered over Junia, a knee on either side of her body. She gasped, hands reflexively placed on his chest in fruitless effort to keep distance, momentarily regretting her intoxicated taunts. "W-wait."
Valor saw no reason to restrain the girl as resistance won't come, at least not much. "Too late for that now."
She was silenced, left unable to voice a tangible response as mouth collide against hers. Although the girl eagerly parted lips for him, was met with a wet appendage on a mission. Eyes closed as Junia embraced the rough handling, still at first but tongue quickly began to perform. Temperature rose and engulfed the girl with a high level surge that went straight to her third brain. Only sounds of breathless inhales and tiny moans came from Junia. To her surprise, Valor felt soft with a hint of rigidness in aggressive antics. Not as forceful like the clown but still packed a hefty load.
The humanized creature found her reactions so enticing. Anytime he would deepen their connection, her female body twitched and arched up against his. Strong fleshy hand pushed under wired cloth to firmly grope a breast, earning more erotic noises each time fingers squeezed and rubbed. Definitely worth the excruciating wait. It was obvious the girl tried to fight her primitive lustful desires, Valor found it entertaining. Especially the tantalizing expression of raw, innocent lust in those round eyes, it could very well send him beyond return.
It was a thankful thing Pennywise did not adapt all of Valor's traits because he might be what you humans call... in love. An emotion, he is not equipped to master, not humanely at least, not yet.
Hazed vision served as a terrible handicap for Junia. One blink Valor is pressed against her curvaceous figure then another blink Pennywise rested on his side, to her left. Vaguely noticing the clown's smile as he abruptly swung an exposed coloured legs over-top his. Feeling something slither under her back and wrap securely around her waist. Nowhere to run.
Browns connected to his golden orbs, a tingly sensation of another gloved hand glide slowly along her thigh, reaching the source of indecent heat under clothes. She froze, body tensed.
Pennywise giggled that chilling melody. "Pretty~ Little~ Junia~" gloved hand rubbed heated flesh, damping the fabric, the lewd sighted pleased him. Lips stretched in a toothy grin, he was up to something mischievous. Wanting to make her tremble like an earthquake. "How do you like it? If you answer me nicely, I might consider what you want."
She panted shallowly, anticipation heightened the already unbearable throbs between her shaky legs. Head laid on his shoulder, keeping eye contact even in clouded lens. "Be gentle p-please." Naively asked the girl.
So cute, isn't she? "Hm gentle? I don't think so."
Junia held a breath as the wicked creature drilled inside her body. She gripped onto his wrist in reflex, head buried into ruffled sea. The girl trembled in pain rather than wanted pleasure from uncomfortable intensity of Pennywise entering her most valuable treasure.
The clown hummed joyously at biological reactions that squeezed around his invading digits. "Oh~" He sang into her ear, rouge nose brushed against fine baby hairs. "You most definitely are a virgin, so tight."
She moaned out in detest of his vulgar comment. "Sh-Shut uhp." Coloured fingers clinched onto soft pompoms, the clown didn't contemplate taking her curse as a serious threat.
Junia could feel every single movement.
In and out. Stretch. In and out. In and out. Stretch.
Pumping faster and more greedily each time, immense throbs followed. A build-up of familiar indescribable pressure magnified with intensity as did her volume of moans. It felt like nothing she experience in her non-existent sex life. Only able to compare a single short lived encounter to things this creature did. Two words; Heavenly dangerous.
The clown's hardness rubbed her hipbone shamelessly. Moans and breathless sounds created were just exquisite and stimulated lewd reactions unfelt in ages. Pennywise flatted his nose against the girl's ear, heavy doses of drool coated skin, taking deep and shallow inhales of her deliciousness. "You taste so fucking wonderful" He growled in satisfaction, tongue gave a tender lick to her constantly victimized ear. Fangs closed on soft skin, piercing it in a nibble and allowed droplets of the sweetest crimson on his tongue. The creature groaned, teeth itched to just rip flesh apart. It was so incredibly aggravating to hold back.
Junia yelped in pain, it stung horribly when he bites. However, his extreme version of dirty talk and violent actions together spiked heat to its limit, pressure between legs accelerated. She's close. Browns looked up at him, pools of tears in corners. "I-I'm...I...Go-going to-"
He chortled deviously in a squeaky voice, the girl appeared so desperate while begging. "Are you? Let me help with that."
The creature quickened movements with inhuman speed, Junia threw head back at the intensive vibrations talented digitals caused. No way could that tiny blue adult toy she often favoured compared to this. As she finished, vision blanked for a moment. Moans of satisfied relief escaped from her lips. Nails that gripped his wrist dug into fabric and drew blood droplets that floated, went unnoticed. Chest raised and fell deeply with panted breathes. Thighs couldn't stop tremors if she desired. His merciless touch is a deathly phenomenal experience.
The clown retracted his soiled glove painfully slow, savoring her female throbs caused by him. Troubled by how much enjoyment he got from getting Junia off. Now, a desire to violate the girl increased dramatically. So unlucky, for her.
Junia's body felt heavier, even more than back at Golden Haze. Relaxation took over and sleep crept steps behind. Lids couldn't remain open any longer but ears kept alert, for good reason.
"This is only the appetizer of what else I have planned for you, my pet." Pennywise whispered as the last words she heard before drifting into temporary rest.
No frightful thoughts came, just one commentary endnote.
Heaven is definitely in the form of a fucking clown.