Blood Rose (Completed)

Chapter 12

Trigger warning for smut

Robert's POV

The warmth, no heat, that radiated of her body against his, made Robert almost chuckle with excitement. The way this human was trembling against him, not out of fear but out of .... Longing for him. That and the wave of despair that hung around Katherine, made him growl and his lips landed in neck.

He pecked the tender flesh, nipped it with his teeth. Careful not to break the skin and he could feel the moment Katherine surrendered under his touch. She leant back against him, arms loosely by her side while Robert let his hands rest on the counter. He had her locked in between him and the kitchen. The girl had nowhere to go. Nor did she try too.

Then it happened. The movement that set a fire in his loins he never felt before. Not even when just an hour ago, he'd killed the poor gay bastard who was beaten and dropped into the river. Not when he used the blood to paint on the bridge for Mike Hanlon to see. The line that would pull the man over the edge to finally be brave enough to call his loser's friends. 'Come Home'...

It was Katherine's hips that moved slightly backwards to meet his, that made Robert bare his teeth and move his hands quite fast. He grabbed her by the hips to turn her around. The moment her green eyes locked with hers, filled with lust, he groaned between his teeth before he pushed her up the counter.

His lips met hers in a fever unknown to both of them. The scent of roses filled his nose, yet it didn't bother Robert. One of his hands came to rest in her neck, keeping Katherine close to him and to hold her from breaking the kiss. His other travelled down to the rim of her top, but he got impatient with the small, frigid cords that would open it op. With one hard tug, Robert ripped the fabric off of her.

She gasped in his mouth and he felt the slightest ting of fear that radiated off of her. Robert moved a bit, pulled his head back and broke the kiss. Both out of breath and Katherine looked at him trough hazy eyes.

"I won't hurt you," he said, surprised by the words that came out of his mouth.

He meant it this time. The girl thought she was going crazy and in a few hours Robert Gray would be gone. He could finally have what he craved for for all these years he had to wait : the Loser's Club would come and he'd finish what they started. There was no need to kill Katherine. Although, he could. His slumber was finally over and he could easily rip her apart, limb by limb. And in his favourite form too ; the dancing clown.

Yet, he chose a different route. He'll let her live. He would have her first in a way that was foreign to him. Then Katherine would leave Derry, and he would let her. She was the exception in his rules.

She nodded, pulled him back in by grabbing his shirt and circled her legs around his hips. Robert snickered when her lips found his again. Her touch wild when her fingers roamed over his chest, to his neck and back again.

Robert helped her by taking his shirt off and Katherine swiftly moved by removing her shorts. She was naked before him, sitting on the kitchen counter. Long, slender legs inviting him in their hold and he didn't hesitate when he pulled off his trousers.

He grabbed her harshly by the hips again, one hand in her neck to pull it back by tugging on her hair. His teeth scraped the skin by her collarbones and he grinned wildly when his name rolled of her lips. Katherine's nails left red, angry lines on his back. A sensation that made him tremble with excitement while he quickly pulled her hips to the front and entered her.

Her head tilted back and when he started to move his hips, her legs circled tighter around him. The moans and gasps that were whispered in his ear, made his hold on her hips increase. His fingers leaving marks, and no doubt bruises in the morning, in the flawless skin of Katherine. She didn't mind, not at all as far as he could tell. She begged him to go even faster and Robert put his teeth into her neck while obliging her wishes.

This time, he did break the skin. And he tasted the blood on his tongue. The painful sensation of the bite, made Katherine suddenly cry out and he felt her walls tighten around him. Robert swiftly moved a bit back, his hands cradled her face and her eyes popped open to meet his.

In that exact moment, he felt her come around him. While her green orbs gazed hazily in his blue ones and Robert felt his own relief coming.

He murmured her name, whispered it while he came. His long fingers were tangled in her hair and Robert pulled back when Katherine softly kissed the corner of his lips. Out of breath and the pain in his stomach returned while he stared at her.

"Bathroom," was all he said and turned to leave her sitting on the counter.

He made his way through the house towards the small bathroom, swung open the door and threw it shut behind him. He cursed, he clawed at his stomach where the burning pain seemed to spread. The mirror before him showed half of his human face and half of his clown's. One amber coloured eye stared back at him.

He ran the tap, put his mouth underneath it and gurgled the cold water that came out of it. The scent of white roses lingered all around him and he fucking hated it! Yet, he didn't. Not quite. Confusion hit him as a brick when he realised he didn't want Katherine to leave Derry.

'But she must,' a tingling voice in his head rang and Robert took a few deep breaths in. 'Or kill her. Let her floaaat. Floaaaat with the others. She'll be beautifulllll.' The voice sang.

Robert looked back into the mirror, only to find two blue eyes to stare back at him. The porcelain white skin was gone, the orange tufts of hair too and the pain in his stomach slowly disappeared.

It took him a few more minutes before he emerged from the bathroom.  Before he left Katherine in the kitchen, he had grabbed his trousers and pulled them on.

He found her in the living room. Dressed in nothing but a oversized red shirt and she bend over to pick something up. The drool the formed in his mouth while he watched her, was wiped away by his hand just in time when she turned. Bitemarks clear in her neck, but that disarming smile that Katherine had when looking at him, made him brass his knuckles a few times.

Robert was determined ; he would rip her apart. Make her float. She would be the first after his slumber. The first to float. The first that would see his true form ; the deadlights. After she's gone, Pennywise could focus on the Loser's Club. He could feel their memories coming back, one by one. Bev was first, then Mike. Poor Stanley wouldn't be able to cope and release himself from Pennywise's hold. One down meant the club would be less strong. He grinned by himself, unaware that Katherine was silently moving towards him.

It was only when her warm fingertips came to rest on his bare chest, Robert looked down at her and acknowledged her presence. She would indeed be beautiful while floating.... So beautiful. His fingers absentmindedly played with her hair, blue eyes gazed down upon her and before Robert knew what he was doing, her lips came to rest on his in a tender, soft kiss.

She had to stand on her toes to reach him, but seemed determined to kiss him. Her lips were soft and plump and the kiss was both passionate and shy. He felt her fear again. This time fear of rejection and Robert broke the kiss. His hands on her face and her green eyes stared back at him.

He doubted. He never doubted. In his mind, the dancing clown went frantic with rage and anger, but he ignored it.

"You have to leave Derry, my dear," he said, voice serious and he saw how her eyes widened. "Its time for you to go back to Portland. I will make sure your house will be sold and send you the money."

She took a step back, away from his hold and Robert was depraved of her warmth.

"What?"

He opened his mouth to speak again, but an urgent knock on the door made both their hands snap to their right. It was three am, most of Derry would be asleep by now. Another loud knock and Katherine glanced at Robert who just shrugged because he had no idea who it could be.

"Katherine? It's Mike. Mike Hanlon! Open up. I need to talk to you," the man behind the door said and Robert turned on his heels to completely face the door.

"Mike?" Katherine's voice was confused and she glanced at Robert again who nodded with a smirk.

"Open the door," was all he said and looked away from her. "Please, let Mike Hanlon in."