Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/ works/13488288. Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage Category: M/M Fandom: IT_(2017), IT_-_Stephen_King Relationship: Pennywise_(It)/Reader Character: Pennywise_(IT), Reader Additional Tags: Rape, Bloodplay, Light_Dom/sub, Tentacle_Dick, Forced_Orgasm, Child Abuse, Emotional_Manipulation, Loss_of_Virginity, Child_Reader, male reader_-_Freeform Stats: Published: 2018-01-26 Chapters: 1/2 Words: 2018 ****** Fear of Pain ****** by AzureCherry6 Summary Y/N is a boy who is abused at home and has been for his entire life. He often deals with abuse in every corner of his life. Y/N is an athlete, hates water and is touch starved. He's often times desperate to have the approval of others because he doesn't get it ever. Pennywise is intrigued by this child, thus letting him live to understand him. Because It's never seen a child like this. He was running as fast as he could as his father cursed after him, shaking his fist. His face and neck throbbed from having been in contact with that particular fist 5 minutes prior. But that didn't stop him from running full speed. He ran for quite a long time. Not surprising though, cause he's an athlete. When he stopped he realized how lost he was. "Hello, Y/N" a creepy voice greeted from out of sight. He spun around, looking frantically for the source of the voice. Chills ran up his spine as he found himself frozen in place, staring at what appears to be a clown just a few feet from him. It held a balloon and watched him. He screeched and fell back, watching the clown and scooting back. "Are ya scared?" It questioned lowly while approaching tauntingly slow. "W-who are you?" He choked out, horrified. It stopped and tilted it's head at the boy, inspecting him. "I'm Pennywise, the dancing clown" It introduced, watching the boy. "Why talk to me.." He asked, attempting to get to his feet. "I talk to all the children and invite them to the circus" It stated. "Circus? Where?" The boy questioned, his eyes roaming what was already in sight for said circus. The clown suddenly stopped smiling, watching the boy intensely with an open mouthed frown and slightly lidded eyes. "I'll show ya" it growled. It let go of the balloon, it floated gently in front of the boy and popped, splattering blood all over his face. Suddenly he was being pinned to the concrete, then darkness. --- He awoke by a pool of water, it was so cold. Quickly the boy scurried to curl into a ball and hold himself. Bruises and scratches from the past few nights were evident as he ached all over. And with that, he began to cry. Not only did he feel worthless and lost, he truly believed he was worthless and lost. And he hadn't even tried to find a way out. "Sleep well?" Pennywise asked, approaching then giggled. The boy ignored him and closed his eyes. Just make it go away, make everything go away. Pennywise did not like being ignored. He grabbed the boy by his hair and slapped him across the face hard. "In all my time here I've never dealt with a child as pathetic as you." It growled, kicking the boy hard in the stomach. He stayed, paralyzed and accepting the pain and trying not to cry. It hurt, but it's all he'd ever known in his 12 years alive. Everyone he knew never liked him. They either hurt him with words, their hands, or both. It was his fear. It started to laugh and giggle, watching the boy submit to its abuse. "W-where are we?" The boy asked before the clown had another chance to strike him. "My home" it grinned, letting him fall back to the ground then squatted beside him, watching him. The boy looked over, seeing a huge mountain of miscellaneous objects. He followed its length all the way up with his eyes /which it was as tall as a building/. Then he made out quite a lot of bodies, floating all around the tip of it. "W-who are they?!" The boy yelled, angry and tormented. Pennywise smiled and disappeared, replacing It were a flood of papers scattering everywhere. He desperately lunged after a few that almost found themselves in the water. Countless papers of missing children, their eyes crossed out with blood. "I-it's you" he growled, looking around for the clown. It appeared behind him and shoved him face first into the water, giggling its head off. The boy scrambled back towards it, the clown became defensive then made to hit him. But when the boy clung to its leg desperately and nuzzled his face against its knee, it stopped. "H-hate water.." He mumbled. The clown kneeled and sniffed the boy, smelling no fear. Just the normal smell of a tired child. But this wasn't normal, not at all. Children never came into physical contact with IT and became...okay. He would tear them limb from limb and eat them. Sometimes alive, sometimes aged. The boy didn't know what had happened after that. But he was being carried by it to an old worn bed and was laid down. It inspected him, confused by the boys differences from the past dozen times he's awoken every 27 years over the past years the earth has been around. No, those children had all been scared, fear stricken the moment Pennywise The Dancing Clown came into their sight. The boy shifted so he laid on his back, legs spread by his knees and ankles still close. He felt large gloved hands push up his windbreaker, caressing his taut stomach and up to his chest. "W-what?" The boy managed to get out, looking up at the clown as it made its way between his legs. His eyes clouded from exhaustion but he managed to make out Pennywise drooling as it watched. The boy screamed weakly and flailed, but was cut off by a hand running large claws across his face. Immediately drawing blood that slid down his neck and dripped off his jaw. "Behave boy, remember you could be dead" it growled, leaning down and licking up the blood hungrily. Its tongue started swelling and feeling more of his neck and jaw. He moaned from exhaustion, confusion and..pleasure? He didn't know what it was...but it made his body feel weird..he became scared. What was this..thing doing to me?! "Ahh...my favorite" it growled, eyes glowing. It bit his neck, drawing less blood than its claws had on the boys face. It lapped the blood up, gliding his large wet tongue against the pale smooth skin. He then leaned close when he was finished and sniffed the boys neck, he was trembling and blushing deeply. Watching the clown while frozen by fear. "You smell so good when you're afraid" gushed the clown, drooling a river down his chin as he stared hungrily at the adolescent. The way the clown stared at him made him feel so embarrassed and shameful for wanting its attention. He reached a shaky hand to cup its jaw, as the clown watched. Suddenly he felt taloned fingers wrap around his throat, keeping him in place. The boy blushed deeper and whined at its actions, furthering it to tighten its fingers on the sides of his throat. "You like that?" It snarled, watching closely while snaking a hand to the boys jeans and tugging them down. He struggled, opening his mouth and trying to get out words but what came shocked them both. The boy moaned like a whore. From the shock it only stared, giving the boy an opportunity to back away slightly, giving them space. "L-leave me alone!! You eat kids like me!!" He panted, horrified by his own actions. It slowly met his gaze, frowning. A balloon popped somewhere in the room, averting the boys attention as it pinned him down roughly and forced its hips between the boys legs. He looked back at it as he felt something large press against his groin. It laid its head by the boys shoulder and started to smoothly grind down against him. Y/N watched, panting and making gentle noises of pleasure as he felt something in his pants grow, smaller than its but definitely more human. "Would you like to play with Pennywise?" It asked, pent with excitement. "W-will you play nice?" The boy asked, glancing at it from the corner of his eye. The clown giggled and leaned up to look the boy in the eyes. "If you're a good boy" it snarled darkly, sitting up between the boys legs. He watched as it tore his underwear into two, the pieces gliding down and onto the bed past his pale skin. It continued to let its eyes wander while its body moved down on the bed so the boys legs were propped on its shoulders. He giggled as he felt the ruffles tickle behind his knees, watching the clown. He felt its hands rub against his inner thighs and to his privates. The boys breath hitched as he felt fingers wrap around his small dick, they gripped and stroked the small member. His legs slid from being on Pennywise's shoulders to its waist. "F-feels weird!" The boy managed out as his back arched, his eyes screwed shut. "I bet it does, boy. How about this.." It leaned down and let its rapidly growing tongue spill out from its jaws and wrap around the boys dick. The tongue pulsed and tightened, stroking up and down the member. The tip of its tongue desperately flicked and rubbed against and around the head and slit. Cries of pleasure could be heard from the boy as he watched the unusual tongue work him. His legs crossed behind its back from tension, wanting so bad to thrust quickly. Almost like it'd read his mind, it leaned down closer and took his dick into its mouth, sucking and salivating all over it. His tongue worked the boy still as his mouth joined. Its mouth and tongue clamped hard onto the member, sucking hard. The tight wet mouth around his small organ was heaven as he became close. "I-I'm gonna pee!! N-no more!" The boy whined out wantonly. The clown stopped and let its thick slimy tongue retreat back into its mouth as it pulled away. The boy watched shakily as the clown pushed up its skirt and lowered its trousers, revealing a thick, long and black wet tentacle that worked as its..sex organ? The boy gulped, fearful and worrisome of what's to come. The clown pushed its body closer to the boy, his legs around its waist as the tentacle wrapped around his dick. A moan was caught in his throat as he heard it growl from the pleasure it must be feeling. The tentacle continued growing, squeezing and gliding around his dick as it thrust its hips. He was panting and whining wantonly from the attention. "I want to be inside you.." It growled, sounding much more animalistic then it sounded before. Suddenly the tentacle let go of his dick, it left soft wet trails as it made its way between his cheeks. The boy blushed madly, not used to that area of him being touched. Or being touched at all that wasn't meant to harm him. The tip smeared liquid around the puckered hole and gently dipped inside. He moaned, looking up at the clown as he felt its tentacle circling his entrance and slightly pushing inside. He felt himself relax and welcome its tip as it quickly sank deep inside him. The girth of the tentacle increased and decreased rapidly to help stretch the boy. Prepping and secreting more translucent blackish liquid. "A-ah~ p-pennywise I c-can't-UGH!" The boy cried, limbs thrashing weakly as he adjusted to its tentacle. Pennywise grinned, enjoying the tightness of the child. It started thrusting, pulling far out then plunging back in roughly. Its tentacle cock was growing in girth as he continued fucking deep into the boy, secreting more slime to increase smooth friction. He felt a bundle of nerves at its tip so it furiously started pounding deeper to hit it continuously. Y/N was moaning out wantonly, could be mistaken for a girl if not for his dick. Pennywise growled as It continued to fuck the boy senseless. It was drooling and snarling from the coil in his groin loosening, it was close. "Please, please, please!! I-" the boy cried out then was caught in a silent scream as his cum spilt all over his stomach and the clown's pushed up skirt. It growled darkly, feeling the boy clench on him felt too good and it blew its load deep in him. As he faded in and out of consciousness he felt the tentacle swell then suddenly felt warm liquid fill him. He felt so full and tired, so he passed out. Please drop_by_the_archive_and_comment to let the author know if you enjoyed their work!