Being a child eating entities mate is never easy, but he loves you(or just his way of showing love) the way he shows it was very strange in human standers but you will probably get used to it soon enough, pennywise was never one to be a romantic but still you see small gestures that are(considered) romantic(in his words at least) like; giving you polished bones as jewelry or keepsakes, the time he even made you a crown made of popcorn paper, and collecting the most randomist of things and putting it in the nest he made for you.
To him it doesn't matter who you are or what you are, because your his mate. No matter if your a mortal or some other entity entirely(it's up to you)
It was a little awkward when he first was trying to be a good mate, in his standards at least(but give him some slack he is trying his best :((( ) he does things any good mate would do; like giving you cooked meat instead of raw meat, but it's origins are questionable but it's certainly a human meat. He often goes out with you in his human form, he is oblivious to what the hell a 'date' was but he was learning.
Taking your hand in his, his back hunched trying to be in the same height as you sometimes even shifting his body to something more compact just so he could see you or at least feel you are there.
Be prepared to not have no space, your showering? He is talking to you in the drain system, your sleeping? Yeah, he has a spot reserved on YOUR side of the bed- no no not his side but specifically where you were. He shifts bodies like it's his personal hobby, he sometimes shifts into a cat to lay on your stomach. He does shapeshift into people or you since he likes watching you first look startled before realizing it was him, if he was to shapeshift into you he would DEFINITELY use it against you(teasingly) saying or doing things you would never do.
honestly speaking about having no personal space he WILL take some of your food that you were eating just to piss you off, because he finds it amusing watching you yell at the top of your lungs and try to chase him(maybe bite his big head because it looks like marshmallows.)
He does smell like a carnival mixed with the cold air that usually follows him, he smells like popcorn with butter and cotton candy that wilted after a long hot day in summer. Pennywise does take his claim on you; bitemarks, hickies, scent trail or just anything that could leave an imprint on you(even animals leave you alone or run away from you whenever you try to get near since you smell of danger, something that could literally wipe them from existence. So good luck trying to befriend stray cats)
Pennywise is the type of mate to be protective even if he tries to brush it off as a joke or him 'sensing' something off about someone or something(obviously he could handle any danger that came your way, he will push you into a puddle and jump with you but anyone else doing it? He will eat them it doesn't matter a random child bumping into you or an old man with poor eye sight(how I felt writing; 😈🔥😜💯 I'm so cringe but it's okay😔)
THIS THING PURS AND YOUR NOT CONVINCING ME OTHERWISE!
the way he purs is like a deep rumbling vibrating on your body and in his body, old and ancient that reminds you of a large stone door opening to the secrets supposed to be kept hidden.
NSFW
Pennywise is patient sure, but sometimes the smell of your leaking arousal is... Distracting. Does he take it out on you? Yes, will he tease you and leave you on the edge for a few days? Yes. He doesn't see it as cruel to watch you squirm and be all huffy, pouty face whenever he edges you. In bathrooms he tuants you, knowing whatever it is your thinking as he teases; "Ooh ho ho! Such a dirty girl aren't you?" He speaks in his sing-song voice with a somewhat high yet grounding pitch.
"Do you touch yourself like this? Feeling funny in your tummy wishing I knott your womb?"
Obviously he laughs and mocks, yet at the same time relishing on it. And whenever you do shy away or get embarrassed he will degrade you, not by calling you names but just pointing out the obvious like; "wet already? Ohh so naughty! You were thinking about it all day haven't you hmmm?" Still speaking in that sing song voice before his tongue goes into your tight little cunny, giggling and growling like a feral animal. You just feel so ready, for him and his litter but your body needs to prepare for it before he inacts(he doesn't want his poor mate to have a swollen tummy and ache all over :(( )
He doesn't just want you as a play thing, he wants you forever. He would whisper it into your ear when your all fucked up, whenever he is stuffing you and bruising your poor cervix with his pointed tip. curse his other worldly stamina whenever he ruts into you in positions you didn't even know you could do. "My lovely mate~ you feel me hmm? You want me like this forever deary?" Of course you could only dumbly nod, which amuses him to no end before knotting deep into you. "My poor mate... You feel too good to stop, but you will be mine forever." He would whisper but you only heard the first part because after that? You were spent, of course he loves to see you walk funny after every time he breeds you.
I know kinda short but I'm new!(Even if I have been simping on the big P since I saw him <3)
hey there was wondering if you could do a Patrick hockstetter x virgin!reader smut but where the reader is new in town and her dad is a new pastor at the local church. (not tryna bash christianity or whatever) her family would be radically Christian and wouldn't approve of Patrick, her idea of being bad would be the hidden madonna cds she has under her bed. but because she's new in town she doesn't have a clue about Patricks rep around town. so when she meets him he acts charming but its only to get her in bed and he somehow convinces her to have sex before marriage.
THANKS BYE
It's Okay. I'm Not The Judgmental Type.
Patrick Hockstetter x Virgin!Reader
🔞MDNI🔞
⚠️Tw: Coercion, Manipulation, Christian Things That's a warning in on its self, Miscorrelation of the Bible Because I'm definitely not asking the time out of my day to read that shit. PnV, Choking, Mating Press, Oral From Both Parties as Foreplay, Spit as Lube, Patrick Being Disrespectful To His Mother, Condom Use Thank God, DUBCON, Mentions of past PatHen, Patrick being Patrick, Solipsism, Squirting, Patrick Having a Happy Trail, And Is Somewhat Shaven Below.
🖤A/N: This is a dark Fanfiction, I don't know shit about the Bible nor am I gonna do the research to look it up. If you don't like then don't read. Again please read the tags. I don't wanna be arguing with y'all in my comment about "This didn't happen in the Bible" FYI I don't give a shit, kick rocks and keep it pushin. MINOR DO NOT FUCKING INTERACT OR YOU WILL BE FUCKING BLOCKED!
Patrick sat silently in the back pews with his mother. Listening to the crappy ass choir. But his eyes weren't set on the choir, or the beautiful Mosaic class of the church, nor the vividly haunting huge porcelain figure of what Jesus looked like when he *Died for our sins* He didn't believe in any of that shit, he was god, and people don't respect that.
But no.
His eyes were set on something else. Something a little more interesting . . .
A little more
Delicious
A girl of course was sitting in a pew a few rows ahead of him. He had seen her walk in earlier. Her parents were greeting the priest, he watched as they shook hands, as You shook his hand, and the *Oh so innocent* priest, gave you a soft one in turn. His thumb caressing yours in a not so innocent way. She has to physically rip her hands out of his, trying to hide her look of discomfort with a cute little smile. Oh!
You!
Were!
Just . . . Precious!
He had to excuse himself from his mother to the bathroom, to go fix the ABSOLUTE raging hard-on that was growing in his slacks right now.
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Once he got into the surprisingly decently clean bathroom of the church, he looked at himself in the mirror unsure. What the fuck was wrong with him. It was just some random chick. He usually could control himself in these situations, but right now his dick wasn't listening to him, and he surprisingly hated that. The source of this bullshit was because of that 'Oh So Innocent' BITCH, no one is that fucking adorable and innocent. She was hiding something. She had to be, and Patrick will fucking enjoy finding out what type of nasty secrets she got hiding from him.
This was all a damn game to him, a fun one. He even bet to himself that he'll find out all about her and get her in his bed by the end of the damn week.
And if not, he'll just randomly give Henry $40. And watch as Bowers silently, and confusingly takes it from his hand. He knows Henry so well, he knows Henry will give him such a suspicious look. Maybe thought that Patrick was silently paying him to give him another blowjob. Patrick smiled at that thinking about it, if he failed at tormenting one soul, he'll just have to torment another for his wasted time and enjoyment.
He left the bathroom soon after letting his cock settle down. by that time, when he got back to his mom in the pews, the choir had already started. Guess what that means.
6 borning hours of people singing and the priest being a fucking righteous asshole . . . YAY! Patrick had mentally groaned and rolled his eyes in his head. He placed his head on the back of a pew in front of him, slouching over and closing his eyes. His mom had placed her hand on his back and tapped him a couple of times. "Patrick, sit up. You're being rude to the people in front of you and to the priest." Patrick had aggressively slapped her hand away, it was too early for this shit. It's 7:45 am. he was literally just going to sleep at 5:56 am, people are singing, his dick isn't listening, he's tired, and he hasn't eaten yet. Now is not the time to FUCK with him. "Get your fucking pasty ass hand off of me before I make you." His mother jolted at the cold response, moving her hand. 'He's just having a bad morning.' she thought to herself. But deep inside of her head she knew this is how he is always with her. Until he wants something, then he's all sweet and Mama's baby again.
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After service Patrick made a straight B line to the girl he's been eyeing. She was talking with one of the girls who is part of the choir, complimenting her on how beautiful her voice sounded. The girl could only smile and happily accept the comment until she saw Patrick looming over Y/n, her smile dropped instantly and she cut the conversation quick with a shaky curt "Well see ya later new girl."
Y/n, non the wiser, was very confused as the girl left quickly, she gave a small wave goodbye. 'Maybe she was running late for something' she thought. She turned around to leave but was stopped as she ran into someone, she backed away instantly and profusely apologized. "Oh my God! I am so sorry, I didn't mean to run into you, I wasn't watching where I was going!" She looked at the guy she had just ran into.
A boy with Raven black shoulder length hair and THE MOST prettiest greenish blue eyes she had ever seen. But they look so . . . Dead. "It's fine, names Patrick." He shrugged it over and put out his hand, waiting for her to shake it. "Y/n, nice to meet you Patrick."
God, her voice and his name falling from her lips made Patrick wanna roll his eyes to the back of his head. "Where ya from?"
"Tallahassee ((A/n: Idfk 🤷🏾♀️)) "
((Another A/n:For the person who requested this, this may be cut a little short I am so sorry, I have been planning how to go about the smut for days now and I wanna get right into it before my ADHD makes me forget))
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Day 7:
"Hey why don't you come over today."
"Hm? Why today?"
"My ma's not gonna be home, and I need to clean out the basement before she gets back on Saturday. So how about after class, you can hope in my dodge ((A/n: Because I said so, it's hot)) and we can head over."
"What about the other 3?"
"They're busy and shit, Belch is working a part time at a mechanic shop for a few weeks, Vicky . . . I just can't stand his bisexual ass sometimes, and Henry— well you know how that is with his dad and shit."
Y/n just nodded in understanding. "All right sure, I can." She closed her locker, as the bell rang. She never really skipped with Patrick and his friends, she did it once on Tuesday . . . Got completely baked ((High ASF)) at the barrens, and never did it again.
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On the way to Patricks house, Y/n did her usual. Checked her bag for homework while listening to the blaring music Patrick had on. His hand on her upper thigh as per usual. This was normal to her, Patrick's hand on her thigh while he drove, she didn't really think much of it, the first time she met Patrick he was upfront and touchy. She just smiled at him, and he couldn't help but to just smile back. The black rings on his fingers cold in comparison to her warm plush thigh.
A few hours into the afternoon soon rolling into night, the basement had been barely cleaned. The music upstairs that had been blasting, was now turned down, as Patrick listened to the sweet sounds of Y/n choking on his cock. He had her on her back at the edge of the bed, while he stood off of it, holding her head by her neck, with thick ringed fingers, and slowly pushing it in and pulling it out, watching as slobber gathered at the mid of his shaft. "You can take it deeper, can't ya' pretty girl." She couldn't really answer, a gargled, wet mess of noises leaving her throat. Pretty glazed over eyes closed, her shirt and bra up over her breast, and her skirt somewhere in the room, just a pair of pretty (F/c) panties on. "Yea, I know you can." He chuckled, giving a few light taps to the bulge in her throat, before trying to force more in. She left out a pained gag. "Watch those teeth Doll, okay. just relax your throat, breathe in and out through your nose if you can. I need my Entire pole wet to prepare you."
With a few more forced thrust and 20 pained minutes later, Patrick was successfully using Y/n throat like a Fleshlight. Making sure he felt her lips touch the base of his cock, still holding her by her neck as he hunched over. Groaning lowly when he had finally pulled out of her mouth with a sloppy pop, and thick strands of precum and saliva goo connecting from her plump swollen lips and his red twitching tip. "Fuuuck~ Such a good girl, taking my cock all the way. Stay right there okay baby, I'll be back." Y/n took a moment to breath, holding her throat. This was so intense to her, she's never done something like this. Shouldn't she be doing this after marriage or something like that.
She jumped when Patrick came back with a towel. "You okay?" She shook her head, her hand trembling on the sheets. "Maybe we should stop here." Patrick gave her a confused look as he set the towel down on the bed next to her,and she used it to wipe her face. "Why? Something wrong?"
"We aren't married, we shouldn't do this. God will judge me if we keep going." She looked up at him with big eyes.
Patrick just smiled and kissed her forehead "It's okay Doll, I'm not the Judgmental type."
Y/n look at him confused, until he pulled her up from the bed and placed the towel in the spot she was just laying at. Placing her back where she was, and taking his shirt off. "Patrick please, I'm serious." He looked up at her, now being at her knees, pulling off her soaked panties. "I am too. Plus it doesn't seem like you want me to stop." She was about to protest something about her faith until it was cut off with a sharp gasp and her head being tossed back onto the bed as her gave her a nice long lick from her ass to her hidden clit. "Such an Innocent, I can tell you've never touched yourself down here. Good I'll be you're first at that too."
He looks straight at her again, with those pretty soulless eyes, sucking on her lower lips while his thumb is working at making her clit erect, and peak through her hood. "Such a pretty girl. I love the sounds that come out of you" He smirked at her and stuck his tongue inside of her sopping cunt, adding his middle finger into her as well, pumping it slowly to get her used to the feeling, as he felt her body tensed up.
He added another finger into her as he kissed on her inner thighs and pussy lips, and then adding a third finger, pumping them in and out slowly as he felt her body jolt up, he knew what this meant, especially for a mega virgin so he didn't hesitate to suck on her clit and pump his tongue into her opening alongside his 3 fingers. Listening to the sloppy sloshing sound and her broken, cracked moans, her hips lifting up and pushing up against his face, oh fuck~ he loved this, she was gonna cum on his face and he was gonna fucking enjoy it.
"O-Ohh~ God, Patrick! Stop, somethings wro—!!?" She was cut off by her own orgasm her body shaking violently as she pushed her self against Patrick's face hard as she came. But that wasn't enough for him, be kept going, speeding up even, hearing her scream for him to slow down, her she came again, this one crashing into her even more violent. A turret of warm pussy juice squirting into his mouth until he pulled away and started using his hand to make her cum continuously, splashing it onto the air and on his bed, getting it all over his arm and hand. He stopped when she went completely silent from holding in her breath. Looking at her with a wet mouth, chuckling. "damn that's my girl, that's why I brought the towel. You did so good." Patrick got up off of the bed to reach into a drawer with a belt of condoms in it, unwrapping one and rolling it onto his throbbing leaking cock, angrily twitching for attention.
Y/n was too out of it, a lustful daze so powerful she couldn't answer him, and he just chuckled and kissed her nose, while he held his cock up to her quivering, dripping slit. Pushing the tip into her quite aggressively, and sitting there just to enjoy the warmth. "You okay Doll? how ya feel?" He asked this specifically because he felt her hymen rip as he pushed into her, watch as a little bit of blood spilled out of her. "Mm~Mhm"
"Good girl." He smiled at her and began to move his hips at a stern pace, holding onto her hips tight, his eyes rolling in the back of his head as he let out a broken groan. Calling her perfect as his thrust sped up, his hips smashing into hers as he grabbed onto her thighs and placed them on his shoulder, bending down to touch, chest to chest. Sucking on her neck, giving them bites and kisses as he groans, and pants into her neck, holding her legs up high. Ramming into her hard enough to feel thick globs of juices fling onto his thighs, to feel the thick wetness bind the two together in thick syrupy stands of filth.
"P-Patriick~ Pat . . . I-I can't I'm gonna cum again."
"That's good, cum for me, and keep cummin' for me. Wanna make a mess with ya'!" He aimed his hips up so his cock could arch into her spot and abuse it. Her moans filling the room as she being her wet little orgasms again, his thumb on her clots to fuck her through it. "I'm almost there pretty girl, keep going keep cummin' fa'me, keep squirting for your god!"
And that she did, a puddle was forming under her and a creamy ring of arousal was bubbling around his hairy base, his thumb was getting creamy in the process making his edging much more slippery as he watched her cum around his cock repeatedly. Until he was at the edge and yanked his cock out of her, continuing to rub her clit raw as she can now spray her mess onto a puddle on the floor, yanking his condom off, to jerk off the rest of it onto her tits and face.
He smiled and pulled away, pulling his messy hand away, and licking off the concoction of cum on his hand, just to grab her by her cheeks and feed it to her. Pinching on her nipples. Stuffing his tongue down her throat. "That's my girl. You did so well for your first time. I'll finish the basement by myself. You get yourself some sleep. I'll be back up in a few hours to clean ya' up, and take ya' home." Patrick had given her another kiss on her forehead, before turning off the light and closing the door, leaving Y/n to sit there and think about what happened.
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Guys I am so sorry this took so long, down here we were having a heat wave and my power was out for a week. I hope you enjoy this as much as I did writing it. @patricks-hockstetters-lighter
Hi! Can I request a Fem!Reader x Pennywise Smut where pennywise uses his tounge to fuck reader?
Literallsfsdfsdfsdfsdsdsd yes you can. I haven't written for Pennywise in a GRIP.
I present to you:
Drops from a Nectarine
warnings: fem receiving oral, dub!con, cunnilingus
Sun pours in through the open shades fallen onto your bay window. Eyes fluttering open with an exasperated moan, you turn your head to the side to get away from your offender. They do not follow. Your head sinks into the plush, microfiber sheets of your full-sized bed and for once, you decide to stay. Your bliss isn't taken advantage of, dread filling your chest as the overwhelming feeling of an uninvited visitor overcame the morning euphoria.
"Good morning, Bee." He tumbled over his words. That fucking clown. You tense, legs curling up and away from the foot of your bed.
"Go away Clown..." You murmured, voice shaky and unstable as his gloved hands pressed down on your sheets. He was covered in a thick layer of grime, as he was always. The sewers were no place to live, and a sewer-dweller had no place in your room. But still, he insisted, mimicked knuckles spreading and pulling against your clean sheets and effectively ruining them from further use. You'd have to burn them later, it was the only way.
"Buzz... Buzz... Buzz..." His head twisted rapidly towards you, faintly jingling as he crawled up your bed with a twisted grin. Pennywise's puffy red lips dripped with saliva, you watched a little too long to be the perfect victim. "You always know where to sting." You turn away as he lunges, towering over your frail, be it in comparison, body. Your limbs begin to shake with fear, anticipation as he watches over you with a blank expression.
"Why are you here Pennywise." You ask, it comes as a plea, and you fall deeper into the plush safety of your dirtied sheets. He gives you a smile, a fake one, which has your stomach twisting with something evil. "I am... hungry." He replies to your question as if it had been a simple answer, not one you had tossed and turned for the last few nights. "I do not fear you."
Pennywise grips you by the thighs, claws breaking through makeshift gloves to rip apart your underwear to shreds. "I've had my fill on fear... I am satiated." He giggles, head tilting downwards to glare at your exposed cunt. "I need a different type of food." And so he leans, his claws pushing your legs backwards and into a position which had you gritting your teeth. One that would have him giggling his crazy little giggle again.
With that, his tongue extends and begins to lap at your swollen folds. He holds you down as he tortures you with a callous tongue. His head ducks further, spreading them open to reveal your aching clit- which he nudges with his large tongue again. Your hands find his hair as you arch against the bed, pushing your heat against his dripping tongue. He tortures your clit with a cruel precision, one that has you knowing he's racked up quite the body count in his thousands of years alive. You cannot bring yourself to care, a whimper falling from bitten lips.
"I told you not to come back!" You sobbed, legs involuntarily squeezing around his head. And his head drops further with that, tongue parting you to dip inside your warm heat. Pennywise moans against your cunt, eyes rolling back and teeth enveloping the lower part of your pelvis. It felt as if he was eating the soul inside of you, yourself slipping through the closed fingers of your spirit and falling into his mouth where you'd meet your sweet demise. His tongue pistoned in and out of you, sucking in your wetness with loud slurps and squelching. You'd never been eaten out in such a way, eaten like he wanted more than just your sex. Like he wanted you.
"God!" You cried, pushing against his head as his claws drew blood from your skin. It rolled down your thighs and into your sheets, the same ones you had ran your fingers through and grabbed. Pennywise jingled for a moment, tongue rubbing against the roof of your heat as you thrusted your hips against his mouth. "Mm close!" You gasp, fingers rubbing against his head as his hands hold you in place.
Pennywise chose not to respond, instead his chest rumbled with a feral growl as he pushed his tongue impossibly deep into your cunt, a gloved thumb moving to rub circles around your clit. And with a loud whine, you released into his mouth. He drank you in like you tasted better than any blood that had ever touched his tongue. Back curled over your pelvis as he held your heat flush with his face, his eyes were rolled back and his teeth had sunk deep into your skin. Fear erupted with the blossomed pleasure which ran hot through your veins and Pennywise audibly moaned.
"Let go..." You gasped, pushing lightly at his hands. You already wanted to go back to sleep. Luckily he obliged, pulling away from you and licking his lips with a lewd glare. It didn't take long before he dropped your legs and crawled over your shaking body. You pressed your hand against his chest and sighed. "You'll be back?" You mumble, and he slots his thumb between your lips. "Can't get enough of this cunt..." You release a hollow giggle, nipping at the tip of a gloved finger and pushing Pennywise away. He watches you slip underneath the covers and stays until you fall back into a restful sleep.
Summary: You and bob have been married for quite some time working the circus together. You two were somewhat happy till the night of the big show when he went missing. (Guys it gets better next chapter trust me plz)
T/W: porn with plot, oral (f reviving), kidnapping
WC: ~3000
AUN: I know I should be writing chapter three of the remmick fic but like.. i lost motivation.. but!! This is my reboot of the pennywise fic so hopefully it doesn’t flop again…
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CHAPTER ONE:
Lovely Husband Gone Missing
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1908 Derry, Maine
Lots has changed these last couple of months when you and bob suddenly got down graded from the big circuses down to pathetic traveling circuses, but regardless you two would still work your asses off just to try and make things better.
It was another day at the traveling circus, chaotic.. loud.. but fun. You and bob are getting ready in your trailer for the first show while the showman lured in all the children at the front of the stage, you were sitting at the cramped vanity adding on your details to your clown make up when bob asked from a separate area of the trailer his voice raspy and dry.
“You nearly done pumpkin?”
And he opened up the curtains behind you causing you to turn around and see him in his clown get-up, you smile at how silly he looks and responded turning back to face the mirror adding the final touches.
“Almost.. how much time do we have?”
And he said back getting closer to you wrapping his arms around your waist,
“Not nearly enough..”
His breathe smelled of whiskey and cigarettes yet you found comfort in it, you tilted your head back to look at him and smiled murmuring “what?” Before he responded.
“You just look so beautiful darling..”
And let a out a dry laugh you following along, you gave him a small kiss on the lips not wanting to ruin one another’s make up before the showman barged in and essentially told you to haul your ass’s on stage.
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The act went just dandy other than the fact the kids all jumped up on the stage at the end and reeked havoc upon the platform throwing and destroying what they could get their hands on causing the show to wrap up with a bang and your makeup ruined. You and Bob went back to your trailer as the parents yelled at their kids and you felt a deep exhaustion settle within you yet a weird fulfillment of today’s work as you wiped off the rest of the makeup you had on with your handkerchief.
You started to get undress getting out of the uncomfortably tight clown suit and threw on your favorite (yet dirty) wrapper dress, finally you had the freedom to breathe again.
Bob already had took off his putting on his old work shirt and pants while he sat at the mirror wiping off his clown makeup. You look over at him and a little sensation rumbled through your lower area and you slowly approach him oh so gently wrapping your arms around him to coax him into god knows,
“Darling.. you know it’s been quite some time since we’ve done.. much with each other.”
And gave him a little glint hinting at it, he deviously smiled back at you and stood up his figure towering you.
“Now dear.. what are you implying?”
And he gently wrapped around your waist and slowly pulled you close as the tension between you two started to rise. You slightly giggle and shyly murmur finding it so vulgar yet arousing he’s making you be more bold with your words,
“I want you..” you hesitate for a moment before spitting out, “to make love to me.”
He smiled at you and he leaned in to press a kiss on your lips, “If that’s what my pumpkin want’s, that’s what my pumpkin gets.” he began to kiss you with more fervor your lips seeming to never escape another’s.
His hands began to wonder across your body trailing up and down you so teasingly it made your legs quiver, he deepened the kiss your tongues swirling against one another’s as he pulled you in closer nearly as if he wanted to devour you.
His hands worked diligently to peel off that dress you had on leaving you in nothing but your pale blue colored brassiere and panties, he moved to lay you down carefully on the cramped bed as he pulled away from the kiss allowing the both of you to get some air in. He murmurs to you softly his hands moving to take off the rest of the clothes you had on,
“Your ready dear?”
And you murmur back gasping softly when he slid off your panties,
“Why wouldn’t I be? ..”
He moved down on the bed to line up his mouth with your pussy as he used his hands to spread your thighs apart and began to press soft kisses on your clit causing you to moan. He took it slow and kept a steady pace while his tongue oh so perfectly licked your sweet spot making you go mad, he kept a pace where you would build up your climax fast and would pull away edging you again and again. He would occasionally whisper praises to you on how good you tasted on his tongue, yet you were only able to focus on the frustration of not being able to cum.
His edging was starting to really set you off and your climax was on the teetering edge of release once again, you whined out to him to just allow you to cum and he finally listened. His tongue worked efficiently and just minutes following you came.
A shot of pleasure ran through your body as you moaned out back arching off the bed as he slowly licked helping you ride out your climax the high extreme and so goddamn fulfilling. After you fully finished climaxing asked moving up again to lay down next to you, he smiled and asked wanting to be sure.
“You feel we’ve done enough yet love?”
And you look over at him and laugh a little responding back in a devious and hungered tone,
“Not quite..”
And kissed him moving to take off his clothes.
(haha no more smut for you haha)
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The night was filled with unbelievable passion with you two lasting a few good rounds before being fucked to sleep, you both woke up the next day to the showman yelling at the both that there was a big performance tonight and you guys needed to be ready. Great way to start the day.
You groggily got out of the bed naked as you stretched your limbs and bob following as well, he wrapped his arms around you and sighed happily pressing a soft kiss against your temple before muttering his voice deeper than usual and raspy,
“You go on and wash up, I’ll make something for us..”
You went to wash up in the small tub using a sponge to wipe off the sweat and fluids from last night, you two went on to spent your time getting ready for the performance and as time passed the carnival started to get wild as it was almost show time. You stayed in the trailer while bob went to have a “quick warm up” before the show, you applied the final touches to your clown makeup before the showman came barging into your trailer and asked where bob was in a panicked tone. You looked at him confused and said,
“He wanted to have a smoke before the show?”
And the panic in his eyesight started to set an uncomfortable feeling in your gut. You then ask carefully standing up to get close to the showman,
“Is.. is something wrong?”
And the showman just looked at you with a sad look and fear plunged your heart. He then explained that they couldn’t find him and he may have gone missing. Tears started to prick the corners of your eyes and your heart started beating fast, how could he have gone missing? He was just here only a few minutes ago..
You helped look for him but as the time ticked it was silence. He truly was gone.. the circus crew looked at you with pity as you dropped to your knees clutching your heart. How could such thing.. happen?
TO BE CONTINUED..
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Hope you guys loved it! I know it’s a wee bit rushed but I struggle writing long detailed fics unfortunately, if there’s any errors / mistakes please reach out and please give feedback! Hope this don’t flop like it did before.. Manlover out!! >3<
ooh i've been excited to write something for richie for a while now, thank you!
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~smut!~
[𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘:] mentions of oral (fem receiving), praising, nsfw language, fingering, swearing, degrading (if you squint)
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ೃ༄ First and foremost, Richie fucking loves that you're shy. He thinks it's absolutely adorable and it feeds into his ego when he can make you turn red just by flicking his tongue at you and making lewd gestures with his fingers. You'd probably have to tell him if you're uncomfortable with it, because he's not exactly the best at picking up on body language and will continue to do so unless you explicitly state that you don't like it when he makes dirty hand/tongue gestures in public.
ೃ༄ Now, when it comes to head, Richie is hella good at it. (Probably because he doesn't know when to shut the fuck up, so his tongue game is hella strong already.) As good as he is, he's also incredibly messy. He drools a lot for one thing, and for another, he doesn't know when to stop so he ends up making you cum three, four, sometimes even five times. He just gets so caught up in the sweet little shy noises you make when he kneels in front of you and pushes his head between your thighs. Plus, he likes how red in the face and nervous you are.
ೃ༄ Richie's also a big thigh guy. He likes rubbing them and kissing them while he's down there. Big, little, thick, thin, does not matter. Fuckin' please sit on his face and suffocate him, pls n thank u. He turns into a mindless pussy eater when he's got two thighs on either side of his face. Likes to press them against his face while his tongue presses deeper into you. Sometimes he even makes "nom nom nom" sounds (the funny part is he isn't even doing it on purpose, he just does.)
ೃ༄ Really big on praising you, especially during your first time gettinf head from him.
| "Shhhh... ah, that's it, good girl. So fuckin' proud of you doll. Just be still and take it a little longer, yeah? I know you can do it, because you're my good girl."
ೃ༄ As for fingering, Richie loves doing that shit too. Especially when you're in public (again, if you don't explicitly say you're not into it, he isn't gonna know and is just gonna assume you are since you're not stopping him).
ೃ༄ You can be out, swimming at the quarry with the Losers and Richie will just come up behind you and put one hand on your neck and the other down your panties.
| "I'm gonna need you to just shut up and sit pretty for me, doll. This won't hurt a bit."
ೃ༄ His thing is circling your clit with his thumb while his fore and middle finger and sinking between your lower lips and stroking along your walls, or just brutally finger fucking the shit out of you, depending on how horny he is.
Hello! My name is Thérèse and I am an aspiring author. In this masterlist you can find all my works for this series linked under their respective characters. I write for the characters listed but I will make exceptions if requested. Thank you and happy reading!
BILL DENBROUGH
-nothing yet :(
RICHIE TOZIER
-nothing yet :(
EDDIE KASPBRAK
-nothing yet :(
STANLEY URIS
-nothing yet :(
MIKE HANLON
-nothing yet :(
BEN HANSCOM
-nothing yet :(
BEVERLY MARSH
-nothing yet :(
HENRY BOWERS
-nothing yet :(
PATRICK HOCKSTETTER
-Infatuated (Patrick x Fem!Reader) (part 1?)
REGINALD "BELCH" HUGGINS
-nothing yet :(
VICTOR CRISS
-nothing yet :(
This masterlist along with my others will be updated any time a new fic is dropped or in the process of being worked on.
Patrick groaned as you started to move, “ugh stay still..” you responded, “but Pat I have to get ready for school” you say as you start to get up. Just as you start standing up you feel an arm pull you into a warm embrace. “Pat stop it I have to leave” “but I don’t want you to” you hear in a mumble since he has his face tucked into your neck with the blankets covering his face, “Patrick, I have to leave, my parents would beat the shit out of me if I didn’t go, and even more if they found out I’m with you!” You reply to his complaints. “I said, no.” He says as he quickly gets into of you. “I-“ you stutter out “what? Can’t mange to get word sour? We’ve done this a million times sweet heart” (well yeah but not this early plus we haven’t even got clothes on to rip off of each other) you thought in a sarcastic way. You let out a small whine when Patrick starts to suck on your neck as he let out a small chuckle. “P- Pat stop it” when you said that he started to move upward toward your ear, when he got to your ear he whispered, “you don’t tell me what to do, your mine, only mine” he said as we started to lick around your ear lobe. You let out another small whine but this time it sounded more needed than before, when he heard you, he start to act like an animal in heat. He ripped your clothes off of your body, he un-did your bra and then threw it across the room, he started to lick and suck all up and down your body. He started to get closer to you meow meow, (yes I’m going to call it a meow meow while I’m 3rd person the whole time) he started to lick around your underwear band, “stop it I really have to go Pat…” you let out in an almost whine like voice. When you said that Patrick ripped your under wear off you, “so wet…” he said as he made a strip through your folds then looking at almost admiring it. “You really get off on just this..?” You hate to admit it but you shake your head slowly and gently in response. He let out yet another chuckle at your response, then he sticks his finger into his mouth and starts to suck your juices off of it, “mm” he said, “your taste is so.. delicious” he smirked as he said that. That’s when you knew it was going to be a wild time this morning. After he said that he dived right into you, almost abusing you with his mouth, you moaned “patrick..” that’s when he got really turned on. He started lapping your juices onto his tongue, “patrick I’m g- gonna cum..” you moan out, he grunts in reply “do it.” And as he said that you let go, you let out a long high pitch moan “ahhhhhhh~” patrick look up at you and started lapping you wet juices onto his tongue, after that he whispered into your ear “remember to be quite” he came out as an almost demand more then a statement. He pulled now his pants and took his shirt off to reveal is massive boner and lanky figure, “uhm.. c- can we take a break please..” you whisper out, he replies with a simple “no” at that he then pulls is boxers down and yanks you by the hands onto your knees on the ground, “owe..” you say rubbing you knee. Patrick groaned “hurry it up”
