Horrors below ch6
Pennywise x Beverly
summery: after Beverly’s return, pennywise works to gain her trust as “Robert Grey” while also avoiding the cold rains of April. when unintentionally Beverly convinces him to question his very existence. what has lead him to become the monster so many children fear was below their beds? what will he do when he no longer wants to be that monster? can a monster truly become a human?
status: complete and on A03
rated: M - fowl language and gore
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~ch:6 Family gathering~
“yes … but I may be a bit different then what you expect.”
“different, how?”
“I'll fit fine, but It won't look the same. It's why I was nervous the first time.” he chuckled.
“you couldn't change it? You disguised the rest of you.” Beverly questioned.
“I could, if I had an example on how to look. I didn't want to go on a dick shopping spree though for an example.” his reason causing her to laugh.
bringing down her laughter. “ah.” shifting down him a little. “can I get a look then?”
he smiled a big grin. “gaze at whatever you want.” gesturing to himself with a hand.
Beverly let out a nervous laugh. Moving her hands down from his chest to the waist edge of his pants. Loosening what little lace was holding everything on him. Slipping the fabric away to pause over a large scar line going from below his rib cage to someplace far lower.
“Is this a scar?” gently feeling over it.
“heh nope, keep going lower and you'll see what it is.” watching her slip more fabric down in exploring him.
The large crease in his body spreading open to allow one large black tendril slip out. Its lower lining edged by smaller black tendrils making a soft slick surrounding. She gazed over it in curious amazement as it twisted on its own. Moving her hand up along it to get a gentle feel of the dark member. Taking her hand away to feel the light coating of slime left on her hand. The substance drying away rather quickly from her skin.
Touching it again to give a gentle squeeze at its base. “how sensitive is it?”
easing up at him letting out a groan. “very.”
Apologizing at the negative reaction. “sorry.” moving into a softer massage along the twitching organ in her hand. Its size lengthening the longer she took in giving gentle friction. Needing to get a hold of the winding length stretching up along her arm. “how long do you get?” smiling with a raised eyebrow.
“keep rubbing and you'll find out.” teasing her as he hummed in pleasure. Quieting when Beverly stopped to reposition herself. Laying her back against his chest and shifting her lower clothing to throw off to the side. Moving down to settle herself against the base of his length. Shivering at the squirming organ desperate to enter, but held back by her massaging the length to tease him longer. Holding her thighs together for a tight squeeze to slide him along for now.
A wave of satisfaction coming over her at hearing him purr. Letting his rod finally slip from her grasp to wind down to where it really wanted to be. Sliding itself to coil low enough for its end to prod at her entrance. Squeezing in to bury itself deep in the warm surroundings of her body. Her body shifting up from the push had him grabbing onto her hips. Holding her in place for the firm thrusts he developed into a rhythm.
His arms wrapping around her while burying his face into her neck. Mixing up on kissing the area to gentle nipping and licking over the small marks he created. Moaning along with her between his deep purring. Breathing in her sweet scent picking up with her arousal. Grabbing onto the fabric of his shoulder while her other hand held onto his arm. Shifting to build more friction against his movements. Soon this little friction wasn't enough, he wanted more, he wanted to go deeper.
Flipping them over to settle on top to continue the ride. His arms wrapping around her hips to thrust firmly into them. Burying his face again into the base of her neck. Nipping at the skin to leave small marks around the area. Excitedly picking up his pace slowed temporarily by Beverly removing her upper clothing. Attempting to remove his only getting so far when he bred her back down into the bed. Pleasure taking her over to give up on stripping. Only managing to open his silk shirt and remove his ruffled collar.
Burying her face into the blankets as she moaned out. Grasping out at anything nearby to hold onto to be still for him. His thick rod reached as deep as it could to begin to coil up. Rubbing itself all along her in spreading its presence wider. Building up to reach its ultimate goal in the one he loved below him. The pressure under all the pleasure building up until.
“fuck!” she screamed out in pleasure. Something thick and hot filling her deep inside. Her own body released in waves the whole time. By the time she caught her breath from the last tip over she had another. Panting against the bed a quivering mess of satisfaction to their playtime.
“fucking shi- mm!” her voice caught off by his rod twisting inside her. Moaning underneath him settling down to fully rest over her. Every now and again his body would thrust into her. Purring picking up when she moaned under him. When she gathered up her energy it wasn't long before round two started. Making sure he stayed deeply coiled inside her the entire time.
The day disappeared for the both of them after calming down long enough for a deep nap. Gathering themselves in the night to get up. Finding that to be almost a trap in each movement they made.
“shit, your fucking snug.” Beverly shifted at him twitching against her walls.
“keep moving and I'll stay that way.” he moaned into a growl. “ow!” he snapped when she pulled to get off him.
Her realizing that it wasn't that easy based on his particular piece. “It's not coming out. Are you stuck?”
“I am knotted. We'll be stuck for another hour. Or so, hard to tell, as I really like you.” teasing her. Kissing her shoulder.
“I really like you too, stud.” kissing him back. “i don't think I could survive another round after that. Help me sit up.” humming at the pleasuring feeling of being moved to sit up settled on his lap. Possibly lengthening himself being stuck as well. “heh, fuck. Forgot our picnic again.” she chuckled at seeing the forgotten food packaging on the desk.
“can still have it now.” he smiled. “I can heat it back up again.” leaning over to grab the thermos filled with chicken soup. Heating the container in hand to then pour the steaming soup into a couple of portable cups.
Beverly breathing in the comforting smell of the soup with a contented sigh. Leaning back into him in relaxing to drink the soup. A nice warming breakfast to wake up to after such a thrilling night of love. “love you.” she happily spoke up to him.
“love you too.” he smiled back, sipping down his own warming soup. Picking up their subs next to unwrap for something more filling.
Despite not wanting to come down here originally. It all felt very worth it now. A weight lifted off his shoulders by how much Beverly showed she trusted him. Their bond even closer after that day helped him return home more open than the day before. Speaking with Beverly on all the other things they could do not involving a movie marathon.
Heading to the fair was one of the first activities. Thinking Bev was right in making newer, better, memories in place of his old past. beating rigged games to win her a handful of prizes that currently decorated their bed. Feeding each other their favorite treats from the carts. After their first day at the fair the rain cleared up for the rest of their break.
Hot summer days brung them to relax in the quarry lake almost daily. Sharing ice cream together after hours of swimming in the cool water. The fun couldn't last forever though as school started up a few months later. Beverly jokingly complained he was a successful drop out when she had to go back. Begging him to show her his sowing when she was assigned her first dress.
“want me to make the dress?” he offered.
“no, I prefer doing it myself. I want it as my job, so it's best I don't get lazy.” pulling up the leftover fabric from past dresses to test on. “Your weave was really strong and I want to know how to do it.” setting the pieces near him. she wanted to use it for the current dress being made.
“it's not just the weave. My threading is far superior then the wimpy ones you use.” boasting when he changed his hand to make the silk. Showing Beverly slowly step by step how he criss crossed and twisted the treading. Binding it together along the entire way instead of one tie off. Easier done as the silk merged with itself so easily into a strong bundle unlike regular thread. Helping her work her own way of binding the threading the best she could without hands like his. Joyful to gift her more bundles of his silk that he could change in various ways this time. Making it be bright colors for whatever theme of the dress she wanted.
One of the perks of no longer needing to hide himself. Now he could spend a lot of his time beside her as she worked. Having no need to slink off to go “study.” leaving her side to make her dinner before they went to bed. Another month went smoothly between them, then Beverly started to get sick. Her stomach easily upset by the foods they used to eat. Needing him to create simpler foods along the lines of mainly soup broth. Served with a side of stomach medication to later keep everything down.
It was coming to a point she was missing school and it couldn't be handled by regular shelf meds. He wanted to help heal her, but he had no idea what he was even fighting. Leaving them no choice but to go for professional help. Him stuck in the hospital waiting room while she took a bunch of tests. It'd been a long while since he was this anxious over something.
Standing up when he saw her return after an hour. Walking up to him, holding a smile on her face from some good news.
“everything alright?” he asked, wanting to know what had been making her sick.
“i am. I got some pretty big news too.” nervously fidgeting before letting him know. “i am pregnant.” cheerful about it, but nervous of how he would be.
“pregnant?” standing frozen by the news.
She nodded. “ … you okay?” turning more nervous the longer he didn't seem to react.
Developing a smile before nodding. “i wasn't sure if I could even do that.” hugging her close. Truly happy for the bright news they got today. Taking her home to immediately feed her a big meal. Something he went overboard with since that day. Pampering Beverly with everything she needed to make sure she stayed comfortable during her developing pregnancy. Threading up an entire pile of blankets to make a nest. Waiting outside her classes to make sure she got a fresh meal right past the door.
Figuring out how to drive so she no longer had to walk home. Although she would convince him to leave the car on some sunny days. So that they could walk home together on a calm peaceful day. The car later was a big help as it reached the colder months. Grey became even more careful around Beverly when she began to show. Taking time to wrap her in blankets whenever she wanted to relax. A mild annoyance from him she eventually accepted. He kept her nested down to serve her whatever she needed. Food being the most common he piled up nearby to let her munch away without getting up.
One day he was out hunting for his own food. Rushing the process along to make it back to Beverly's side quick. Having free time together around the feasting holiday of thanksgiving. Excited to make her a grand hot meal now that her stomach had somewhat settled from its morning sickness issues.
“pfft, all these humans buying birds. I'll catch one! The biggest one there is! Perhaps even something bigger? A boar? She mentioned ham was served alongside the turkey. Yes.” he thought excitedly. Wanting to catch his food already to go hunt for the feast he would make later. Slowing his steps by the dampening weight of something settling over him. “is something wrong with Beverly?!” his mind alarmed to the feeling. Shutting up when he realized that wasn't the issue.
The weight turning from a pressure laying over him to something boring down.
He was being watched.
Unable to escape the large being staring down to study his actions. It was him. The other. Coming down to pierce its gaze into the universe specifically to see what he was doing. This was not to be taken lightly and maybe should be considered a threat.
Grey stood frozen for the longest time. Happy that he wasn't dressed as grey at that moment. Keeping to his Pennywise look while hunting. In his mind it helped separate his lives by his more ravenous self to his more calming human personality. He wondered why he was here. Did he catch wind of him and Beverly? His soon to be child? Or did he not care about that and came only because he had not worked in a while?
He didn't want to take the chance of Beverly being harmed. Continuing through his day as if his other life didn't exist. Hunting, returning to his wagon to sit nervously as he continued to be watched. Letting out a sigh of relief when he stopped and left. The glaring presence looming over lifting to fully disappear. Now free to return to Beverly, unwatched, he rushed home.
Finding Beverly starting dinner since he'd been gone so long “hey, you were gone a long time. Everything okay?” stirring a pot of seafood soup.
“Sorry, I ended up losing track of time. couldn't catch anything. Tried hunting for the feast and that didn't work out either.” he quickly made up, stepping in to help cook. “you should go sit. I'll take the cooking from here.” smiling.
“but i want to cook. It's been a while and I should stand now and again.” letting him stir the pot while she moved to start making garlic bread for the oven. “god, I've been wanting garlic bread sooo bad these past few days. The cravings have definitely started, thankfully I haven't wanted to eat dirt.”
“you want to eat dirt?”
“not really.” she chuckled. “during a certain point in pregnancy you can get some really weird cravings. Like dirt, chocolate and pickles, ice, stuff like that. So far it's just been garlic bread, but maybe that'll take a shift at some point.” setting the buttered and garlic breading into the oven to bake into a crispy brown.
“want lots of garlic bread for the feast?” halfly teasing.
“oooh yes.” hugging him.
Her stomach took the dinner with ease making him happy. The next day he let her know he was going to hunt again. For both himself and the feast. Telling her not to buy anything from the meat section as he was sure he could catch everything they needed. Having better success this day on catching a drug dealer in an abandoned factory. Racing off on a full belly to catch one of the prizes for the feast.
A flock of wandering turkeys tracked down the river for him to gauge. Stalking in readying to pounce the one he deemed the fattest for the table. Taking one bite to the creature's neck to sound out a huge snap noise. The creature went limp in his jaws as the others fled the attacking predator. Standing from his prowling position to examine over his large prize. Enjoying the weight he could feel on the limp food.
Except it wasn't entirely the food. That massive weight of being watched settling down on his shoulders. Pennywise wasn't known for hunting animals. He gloated on devouring creatures like humans. This was a give away that something had changed in him and he now knew. Should he still keep the bird at this point? He was caught red handed with it dead in his arms freshly killed. He worked hard to track the bird and couldn't afford dropping it now. The feast was mere days away and everyone was hunting these birds for their feasts.
He stood there with the bird like a caught child with a cookie they stole from the jar. Anxiously standing there waiting for the other to do something. Keeping the position of watching overly close. He couldn't return home while this was going on. Heading back to his wagon with the bird to pass the time. Preserving the bird the best he could while hoping he would go away soon. Fearing he would stick around longer or worse didn't leave at all.
He left again later in the night allowing grey to again rush home. Guilty at entering with Beverly mid cooking dinner, but at least he could show off the large bird he caught.
“Holy shit that things huge! Will it fit in the oven?” watching him wrap up the bird in wax paper.
“I'll make it fit.” he joked. Storing the bird away for preparation tomorrow. “took me forever to track a sizable one.”
“it'll be worth it though.” kissing his cheek.
A successful day aside from what was happening. Yet, what was happening couldn't be ignored. Why was the other watching him? What were his plans for him? “Maybe it'd be best I avoid home during the day.” he thought. Not wanting to have Beverly worry while pregnant he kept what was happening to himself. Covering it somewhat truthfully under the excuse he wanted to catch a boar next for some large hams for the feast.
This story worked for a little while. Slowing his hunt in the hopes the other would grow bored watching all the time. Eventually though the feast was coming and he had to catch a boar. Catching one that was a bit small for his taste, but Beverly said it was more than enough. They'd certainly be having leftover for weeks to come.
The day of the feast wasn't as nice for him. Nervous that the other would peer down at any moment. However he never did, taking a whole week before his next look down upon Derry. Grey walking out and about at the time shopping for food. Being watched he abandoned the shopping to do anything else. Waiting and waiting for the other to look away. It was turning quite late for grey to be out. He was supposed to do a short shopping run and now it was far past his usual bedtime. Beverly would surely be worried about him being gone for so long.
Night turned to morning without any changes to being watched. He couldn't return home until he looked away. That day was the start of a depressing time for grey. He was watched 24/7 without a chance to return home and tell Beverly what was going on. Going back could threaten her, it was the only thing he made sure to hide from him. The one thing left he must be watching so diligently for to be revealed.
Grey having only his thoughts to speak with. “why do you want to know? Why cant you leave me be?” he questioned, absolutely sure the other couldn't hear them. He wanted so badly to return, or at least warn Beverly, but there was no chance. “how long will you wait? Will you eventually speak?” he wondered.
A whole week passed without a word from the other. Grey kept hunting to a minimum to avoid running into Beverly. Sitting alone inside the wagon accompanied only by his lonely thoughts. Then a knock at the door came. Alerted, he rushed over to open the wagon door. Heart leaping into his chest at the sight of an angry Beverly standing there.
Before she could say anything he panicked at her being seen. “what are you doing here?!”
“what am I doing here?! You disappear for over a week and that's what you say?!” snapping at him. Unable to say anything else before he yanked her in.
“listen, this is very important. You shouldn't have come here.” he warned. “You have to hide.” rushing over to his large trunk to throw everything out of it. “I'll explain, but please don't come out until I say so.” quickly helping her hide in the trunk. Beverly, realizing that something serious was happening, nodded as she quietly hid.
He let out a breath after closing the trunk. Leaning over it in waiting for what was to happen. Surely he knew what was going on and now knew exactly what it was happening with. The silence lasted a minute before being broken by a rumbling of the earth. Shaking the whole wagon into knocking things off the shelf.
Pennywise winced under his rumbling voice that shook the very earth. His words unable to be understandable to smaller creatures such as humans, But Pennywise understood.
He wanted to talk and he wanted Pennywise to bring Beverly.
That was a command, not a request. It wasn't as easy as talking at the wagon. A voice that caused the earth to shake wasn't safe for long talks here. That meant Pennywise had to take Beverly over to the Macroverse to speak with the dark tower. Still unsure if it would be safe for Beverly. He could come with her and as a punishment against him, vaporize her.
The dark reality was he couldn't protect her against him. He couldn't fight the tower, neither beg the turtle to protect Beverly. The turtle couldn't fight the tower either and the tower knew of her existence. He had to bring her, stand beside her helplessly as the tower threw his judgment. Whatever happened he had no chance of changing.
He took a moment to himself in preparation of what to tell Beverly. Opening the trunk to help her out of the cramped space.
“what happened?” Beverly softly asked him. Worried over his sullen expression after the strange shaking.
He sat down on the bed and patted the spot next to him for her to sit down. “the other spoke. The shaking was caused by his voice.”
“the other?”
“ he'ssss like my parent. He created me, the Macroverse, the structure of all the universes.” he answered. “I've been gone because hes been watching me. Catching his attention is something serious. He rarely looks away from his work. … I don't know what he wants, but he wants to talk. Including having you come to meet him.”
“oh. … When do we meet him? Should I do something?”
“tomorrow, we will travel to the Macroverse. There's nothing we can do, but keep calm when meeting him. … I am sorry.” he apologized for multiple reasons. Not letting her know what was going on, not being there during the whole issue, being so helpless when he was supposed to be her and his unborn child's protector.
She hugged him and he hugged back. Curling up together on his wagon bed for the night. Beverly softly asking more questions in preparation for tomorrow. “what could he want?”
“Maybe he's angry I quit my work.”
“what work?”
“I never truly hibernate. I just leave to do what I was created for. I was to eat up the rotten cosmic energy to speed along the recycling process. I helped the cosmos stay healthy and helped create new things. There used to be many of my species, but now we're a rare sight. I can count the amount on one hand on whose left.
Because of that, and not wanting to be who I was any more, I quit. It seemed like he didn't need me or my species anymore. Otherwise he would have helped us a long time ago in bringing numbers up.”
“maybe this is it?” Beverly looked at the bright side. “you said you didn't know you could make me pregnant. Maybe you couldn't until now?”
“i don't think he even knew about you until now. Otherwise he may have not watched me for so long. I avoided the house every time he watched until he stopped looking away. I think it is me quitting and he wants me to work again … you might be labeled a bad distraction. … something that he thinks needs fixing.” being her in for a tight hug the same as they had under the bed months ago. Neither wanting to let go in fear of losing the other.
“... maybe we can make some arrangements?”
“i hope so.”
The two managed to get a few hours sleep. Rising before the sun did to do something else together rather than sit anxiously indoors. Deciding on another picnic to have by the calming river. A nice boxed meal of sushi that Beverly showed grey how to make. Becoming one of his favorites with the juicy raw fish involved so much. A hot thermos of green tea and desert of cupcakes from the same place Beverly got his birthday cupcake. The meal easy on their nervous stomachs before the big meeting. Relaxing a moment longer after their meal was wrapped up.
Returning to his wagon where the door to the Macroverse would be opened. Stepping inside he had them wait a moment then opened the front door. Instead of opening to the water drainage system it opened to a wide open space. The ground covered in orange sand blowing away with the wind to reveal the rock underneath. That was covered over again by the shifting sand. Far in the distance was a mighty black tower that's height rose above everything else. He stepped out first from the wagon settled in the open space.
Turning to look back to her. “stay very close to me.” helping her step out down the steps. Wrapping her against him inside his coat from the blowing wind. Along with being another way to make sure she stayed beside him. There were many creatures here that would see her as a nice snack, but they feared him and would stay away.
Walking a bit of distance through the flat sandy rock land. Hugging Beverly to comfort her along with himself. Seeing her look around curiously along their walk. The sound of the howling wind broken by her voice.
“does he live aaaall the way up there?” looking straight up at the tower piercing the skies.
“that is him.”
“wow. … at least we don't have to go up six thousand stairs.” lightly joking to uplift the mood. Managing to pull a small chuckle from him on their remaining approach.
Easing to a stop under the cold shadow of the tower before them. Grey looked upwards in waiting for the other to speak first. Flinching under the voice rumbling the land around them.
He wanted to know why IT had grown attached to Beverly. and why IT saw her being worth it in quitting what he was made for.
Grey swallowed roughly before speaking in a strange language not heard by earth. “i didn't want to be alone anymore. There aren't many of us left and we were dying. I didn't think I'd ever find anybody, certainly not her, at first. She looked past a lot of my actions, even after finding out who I really was. She's been helping me be better and I am actually happy with how I am now. I never liked doing what I was created for.” saying his case. “Does it even matter still? My species is dying, but you never stepped in. are we replaceable, is that why?” snapping at the end. Regretting his words right after they left his mouth. Now was not the time to upset him in such a vulnerable position.
The earth shaking far more violently this time it almost knocked them off their feet. He wasn't sugarcoating his words on the matter of IT and his whole species.
Letting him know that ITs species aggression was causing their downfall and that yes, they were meant to be replaced after dying out. None of them were doing their jobs anymore. Each one went off to do whatever they wanted and apparently IT was the last to quit. But unlike the others he didn't quit for the most selfish of reasons. Having someone else to take care of rather than wanting more free time to eat and sleep for its remaining life.
The earth's rumbling turned low to a vibration.
IT had made a surprising turnaround in such a short time. He had to make sure it was something permanent and not fulfilling a selfish moment of animalistic need. ITs actions of cautiously avoiding Beverly to keep her safe had helped his case. Even more so when he desperately tried to hide her after being caught. Otherwise it would not have ended so well for her. Carrying spawn of an aggressive species only out for itself would not be tolerated.
Him living a calmer life was not an issue, even being promoted to follow, but quitting his job was. If IT wanted his species to live he had to show they could still help the universe.
Beverly had been quiet this whole time while stuck out of the loop of conversation. Worried what was being said she gently spoke up. “whats happening?”
“he says we can stay together if I continue my work and keep this passive way of life. We're discussing how often I'll have to leave.” rubbing her arm to comfort her. He wasn't too happy about needing to leave her so often again, but negotiations weren't going too bad.
3 months of the earth year he had to leave to do his work. They didn't have to be in a single go either, allowing them to be spread out however IT liked. On top of that he didn't have to start until after his child turned two years old. Allowing time to bond and make sure Beverly was taken care of first. The last issue was how his child was to be raided. It was going to be a cosmic being like him and would fall under the same work schedule. IT had the job of raising it to live the peaceful life he had. The child's life, and remaining species, relying on how they would turn out in adulthood. Hopefully in time their numbers would grow in pairing with more humans to save their species.
The negotiations finished, grey was allowed to leave with Beverly. Breaking down the deal to her in what would start happening in two years. She was happy on the lax work schedule he got in comparison to the 27-30 years of work time. He would leave for some business trips and spend the rest of the year with her and their child. Keeping to that story until the child grew into their powers that required more guidance.
To celebrate the good outcome they got a hot pizza to share around a movie marathon. Things were looking more up than ever at this point. Nothing was left to worry about aside from their healthy growing baby. Beginning talks of possible names for their child. Grey being fond of the name toffee which Beverly found cute, but wasn't so sure about it being a name.
Deciding to think about it further after some convincing from grey. Who lovingly showed her all the affection when she agreed. Pulling her into his lap for a hug, kissing her all over. Beverly being happy to return the affection in petting him into purring. Their later dinner being a lovely lobster thermidor grey made after feeling bad for not telling Beverly what was going on. Sided by knotted garlic bread to satisfy Beverly's enormous cravings for the night.
Full off of dinner it was time for bed. He stuck around to clean up while sending Beverly up to bed. Listening to her get ready upstairs as he washed the dishes. Heading up when done to join her in bed. Noticing something shiny around her neck. It was the silver raven necklace holding a bright ruby teardrop.
“heh, you're wearing it.” pointing to the jewelry.
“yeah, after everything I wanted to.” hugging him into bed. “love you.” cuddling up next to him.
“love you too.” purring in the warm embrace. Already thinking up another gift to get her. A lovely ring that would match the necklace.
Her graduation was coming up, but he also wanted to spend his life with her. He had heard humans getting rings to propose. The massive event would be the perfect time to seal their lives together. And he was sure she wouldn't refuse.
When the big day finally came, she said yes.
THE END