How You Surprise Me.

by GiveUsAKiss

Summary:

Will and Hannibal survived the fall, Will is finally giving in to his darker side, realizing he really does belong with Hannibal. Will finds himself delighting in cannibalism even becoming curious about the taste of raw flesh. As time goes on the two grow even closer than before, and Will begins to desperately crave Hannibal not only romantically but sexually.

Notes:

What can I say I'm obsessed. Spicey chapters will come eventually I promise.
Hope you Enjoy.

Chapter 1: How You Surprise Me.

“How did you enjoy the meal”

“Bedelia is surprisingly delicious. How long do you think she will last?” Will asked, curious.

“I can make her last awhile, especially if you enjoy it so much.” Hannibal assured, giving will a gentle smile.

Will only nodded in response, before taking a sip of the wine in his hand. He was a bit surprised they hadn’t been found, though after falling the F.B.I believed them to be dead. Jack should know better, he thought, not that it mattered anymore. After the Hannibal escape debacle, he seriously doubted that anyone would be listening to Jack much. There was a part of him who wished the fall had killed them, but a stronger part was glad it didn’t. he had come to appreciate what Hannibal wanted for him, for both of them, it really was beautiful, he thought. He knows that Hannibal is where he belongs, he knows himself more when he is with him. He touched his cheek, surprised at how well it was healing, just another scar to add to his body, he wondered how many more he’d be collecting.

“It’s not that bad.” Hannibal assured, “it adds… character.”

“Guess I have a lot of character then.” Will retorted, giving Hannibal a dry smile. He soon found Hannibal’s hand on his cheek, thumb gently caressing his scar. Will couldn’t deny the warmth felt good, but he pulled away from Hannibal’s touch regardless, pulling a laugh from the doctor.

“Yes, you do.” Hannibal smiled, taking a sip of his wine before walking away towards the kitchen.

Once Hannibal had disappeared into the kitchen Will went to the room where they were keeping Bedelia. Poor thing, legless and drugged up, he had warned her to pack her bags and leave, she should have taken him more seriously. Will licked his lips thinking just how delicious she tasted, he wondered how much of that was Hannibal’s cooking and how much was just her. He could check if he really wanted to, take a bite out of her cheek the way he did Cordell. He stood up and left, closing the door behind him, making his way to Hannibal who was still in the kitchen, cleaning up. “Hannibal?”

Hannibal turned his head to look back a Will, “yes?”

“Cut me a piece of Bedelia’s cheek”   

Hannibal turned the faucet off; he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t surprised by Will’s request. Looking the man up and down before landing back at his eyes, “how would you like it prepared?”

“Raw.” He answered bluntly

“And what do we say.” Hannibal smiled, Will was full of surprises, he really couldn’t predict him, and that’s what made him so exciting.

“Please.”  His eyes practically gleamed with excitement.

“Alright.” Hannibal dried off his hands and walked with Will towards Bedelia’s room. Once they reached the room Hannibal slipped on gloves and grabbed a scalpel, sutures, and bandages from a drawer. “You know you could have just taken a bite; I know you’re fully capable.” He said, tilting Bedelia’s head to the right.

“I thought about it, but I wouldn’t be able to stop the bleeding… and if she got an infection…”

“No, you just wouldn’t have been able to stop yourself if you liked it.” Hannibal chuckled before cutting into Bedelia. “You don’t have to lie to me, Will.” He cut off a sliver of her cheek and handed it to Will before he began fixing the wound he had created.

Will sat at the edge of the bed, eyeing the meat in hand, fingers slick with blood. He looked towards Hannibal who was busy with his work before he opened his mouth and stuffed the cut of Bedelia’s cheek in his mouth. It wasn’t bad, the texture was interesting, the flavor was metallic and salty, it was definitely better cooked, though raw flesh has its own appeal, Will thought looking over to Hannibal at work. “Thank you.” He mutter before standing up and leaving the room.

Chapter 2: Why Do I Want Him So Badly?

Summary:

Everything Hannibal does just seems to turn Will on.

Notes:

Hope you enjoy. More to come.

Will washed the blood off his hands in the bathroom sink before laying across the couch in the living room, waiting for Hannibal to finish patching Bedelia up. He looked up at the ceiling, tongue dancing across his teeth. Bouncy but tender, he thought, what part will he cook up next, how will he prepare it, Will couldn’t help but wonder. He had eaten people before, though at first without his knowing. He would have thought knowing would ruin it, make him ill, but the opposite was true, it thrilled him. Now, realizing that about himself made him sick. He let out a sigh allowing his eyes to close, why fight it at all anymore, he wondered, why not just enjoy myself.

…

Hannibal came into the living room to find Will asleep on the couch. He walked to stand beside him before kneeling down. He reached to brush Will’s hair off his forehead before gently tracing the scar he made. He moved to plant a kiss on Will’s temple before he was grabbed and push to the ground. Will’s hands were around his throat but not hard enough to choke him, he only looked up at Will smiling. Will let go sitting back, his rear resting on Hannibal crotch. “You shouldn’t scare me like that.” Will pushed himself up off Hannibal now standing above him, foot on either side of the doctor’s chest, looking down at him.

“It wasn’t my intention.”

“No?” Will stepped so that both feet were on one side of Hannibal before reaching his hand out to help the doctor up. Hannibal took hold of Will’s hand standing up, before pulling the young man into his arms, hugging him.

“No.” He brushed his hand over Will’s hair, pressing the young man’s face into his shoulder.

Last time Hannibal held him like this he was cutting him open. Will pushed him away, “I’m going to bed.” He sighed, gaze pointing towards the floor before turning to leave the room.

Once in his room Will stripped off his clothes, cock springing up as he removed his underwear. The two had been living together in hiding for a month now, since the night they killed Dolarhyde, held each other covered in a mixture of their blood. Bedelia had told Will that Hannibal was in love with him, asked if he felt the same ache for him, and he came to realize on that night that he does. Will laid back on his bed, closed his eye, and began to pleasure himself. Every time Hannibal touched him it drove him wild, it both excited and frighted him, he thought of how gentle he could be, and how violent he could be. How his hands had both comforted and scarred him, this love is dangerous, sick, toxic, so why did he want Hannibal so badly. Wills breath hitched and a low whine escaped his lip. He bit down on his hand to muffle his moans, the pain thrilling him more, bucking his hips up into his fist. His throat in my hands, his hand in my hair, my ass on his lap, His mind was running wild, and he could feel the heat building, so close. His toes flexed and curled, back arching, movements becoming erratic until he finally spilled all over his tummy. He removed his hand from his mouth catching his breath, looking at the mark he had made on himself, before rolling over and falling asleep.

Notes:

Bit of a short chapter I know but more will be coming soon.
Thank you for reading.

Chapter 3: So Much For Taking It Easy.

Summary:

Will can't take it anymore, finally giving into his lust. Of course Hannibal doesn't mind.

Will sat next to Hannibal at the table, eating protein scramble, “where’s Bedelia? She wasn’t in her room.”

“What isn’t on your plate is in the freezer.” He answered before taking a bite.

Will looked up at him, Hannibal only silently stared back. Bedelia had lost quite a bit of meat the past few weeks, it was probably better this way, end her suffering and preserve the rest of the meat. Will and Hannibal had to take turns feeding her once her arms had been cut, not that either of them minded much, but now it wasn’t something they needed to worry about.

“So, it’s just us.”

“It would seem so.” Hannibal smiled, “Of course once we run out of meat, I’ll have to take you hunting.”

“Fine, but we can’t leave the bodies. It’s wasteful for one, and we really don’t need to start an investigation… Well not a murder investigation anyway.” Will knew that if bodies started dropping, with missing pieces, Jack would eventually catch wind of it, and he really didn’t need him poking around. “And Lets just put them in the freezer immediately, it’ll be inconvenient to look after them.” He finished taking a sip of his coffee.

“Fair enough.” He agreed, “Now finish your breakfast.”

…

“Huh, you really put the rest of her in here.” Will remarked, looking into the chest freezer, Hannibal washing up the dishes not far behind him. “Didn’t even butcher her first.”

“She was small enough to fit the way she currently is. Plus, it will be better to cut her frozen, less mess.”

Will only nodded in response, thinking back to Beverly Katz. “where’s her face?” he asked closing the freezer and approaching Hannibal who was turning off the tap.

“In your stomach. Well, yours and mine. So, what would you like to do this morning?” he asked drying off his hands, “We could go for a walk around the property, or you could fish in the pond out back, or maybe you would like…”

“I want a bath.” Will cut Hannibal off, “I just want to take it easy today.” He rolled his shoulders back tilting his head to the side, eye closed.

“Let me to wash your hair.” Hannibal offered. Will hesitated for a moment, probably wouldn’t be the best idea, though the thought sounded nice, somehow it always felt better when someone else washed his hair. Finally, he let out a sigh and accepted Hannibal’s offer.

…

“When Bedelia and I were in Italy I used to wash her hair just like this.” Hannibal smiled.

“That… is not a comforting thought.” Will responded, eyebrows raising at the statement, his eyes were closed to keep any stray suds out. Hannibal scrubbing his scalp felt incredible, he felt pampered, Hannibal often made him feel that way, like the man was constantly courting him.

“Don’t worry Will, I have no plan to eat you.” He smiled down at him, “Alright you can rinse.”

Will slipped down so that his hair was under the water, feeling Hannibal’s hands running through his hair making sure to get all the suds out. Hannibal’s hands slid down the back of Will’s neck, sending shivers down his spine, filling a wave of disappointment once the sensation disappeared. Will brought his body back up to rest his head on the edge of the tub for Hannibal to Condition. Along with applying the conditioner Hannibal also massaged his scalp, Will’s mouth becoming slightly ajar at the pleasurable sensation. He felt so relaxed and excited all at once, hands in his lap to hopefully hide his growing erection. Those fucking hands, Will felt like he was going to go mad, like he was going to lose control. Why did I agree to this? He thought, eyes closing so he wouldn’t have to look at Hannibal, I knew this would happen. This is torture.

“Time to rinse.” Hannibal’s voice was so calm, so soothing. Will dipped his hair back under the water, once again feeling Hannibal’s hand running through his hair. Again, his hands ran down the back of Will’s neck, but this time he didn’t stop there. Moving back up his neck, then over his shoulder, down his chest.

I can’t take it anymore. Will sat up turning, grabbing a hold of Hannibal, slipping out of the bathtub and onto the floor on top of him. Will stopped, Hannibal pinned beneath him, water dripping from him, soaking Hannibal, shirt becoming transparent. What the hell am I supposed to do? What the hell do I do now? His mind began to race, breathing heavily, heart pounding.

“Will.” Hannibal paused, head tilting slightly, beaming up at Will, “You can if you want to.”

Notes:

Thank you for reading.

Chapter 4: Let Me Teach You.

Summary:

Will has no sexual experience with men, but that's alright, Hannibal is more then happy to teach him.

Notes:

sex on the bathroom floor. talk about hot and steamy.

“Will.” Hannibal paused, head tilting slightly, beaming up at Will, “You can if you want to.”

...

Wills hands formed into fists gripping Hannibal’s shirt in his hands, “Uh, how?” his face becoming near beet read, eyes staring into Hannibal’s.

“Huh?”

“Huh.”

Hannibal began to laugh, he couldn’t help it, Of course Will has no experience with men, He thought, now laughing harder. To act so boldly and have no idea what to do, Hannibal found it adorable. Will had never heard or seen Hannibal laugh like this, it was beautiful. Hannibal arms Wrapped around him, “you never fail to surprise me, my precious boy,” he beamed. “Here, I’ll teach you.” Hannibal gently laid Will down on his back against the tile floor, leaning down to kiss him. His tongue poking at Will’s lips, requesting entrance, and he obliged, opening his mouth just enough for Hannibal’s tongue to slip inside and dance with his own. Hannibal swiftly undid his shirt letting it open and slip off his shoulder as he sat back on his heels, looking down at Will taking in the view, licking his lips before leaning back down to trail kiss down his body. One hand playing with Will’s nipple, taking it between his index and middle finger and gently pinching and tugging, the other tracing lines across his abdomen each time getting closer to his twitching member. Will whimpered at the feeling and gasped when Hannibal’s mouth found itself around his other nipple, sucking and nibbling. “You’re so sensitive,” Hannibal teased, before Will Grabbed his face and pulled him down into a messy, needy kiss. Hannibal broke the kiss, this time trailing all the way down Will body with his tongue, gabbing his thighs, and pushing them apart, licking the scar on his stomach before taking Will’s cock in his mouth in one gulp.

Will’s hand’s quicky found their way into Hannibal’s hair gripping and pulling as Hannibal skillfully pleased him with his mouth and tongue. He moaned and whined, hips trying to thrust up into Hannibal’s mouth, unable to, being pinned down by the doctor’s hands. Will had gotten head before, but not like this, this was something else, so skilled, and methodical, and he swore he could feel the back of Hannibal’s throat with each bob of his head.

“Ahh Ahn, Hanna-Hannibal errrha!” he moaned pulling the doctors hair harder, “uh gyah, fuck.” He squeaked, eyes closing shut, head going back in pleasure. “No ahn no…” he sat up grabbing Hannibal’s head and pulling it off him, cumming all over his face. Fuck, he thought panicked. One of Hannibal’s eyes were shut, cum covering his eyelid and lashes, his nose and cheeks also covered in Will’s seed. Hannibal stuck his tongue out as it dripped down his cheek to catch it, smiling as he savored it. Fuck me, Will thought as he leaned in to clean his cum off Hannibal’s eyelid with his tongue, it was strange tasting himself, he didn’t know why but it really turned him on. “I’m sorry.” He muttered before cleaning Hannibal’s nose and cheeks the same way, causing the doctor to chuckle before pulling Will in for a kiss.

Will’s hands began to wander across and down Hannibal’s chest, hands stopping above his waistband, fingers tracing his hip bones. Before his fingers could explore any further Hannibal grabbed his wrists and pushed him back to lay on the ground, hooking his arms under his legs and flipping him over. Will gasped at the sudden movement, laid on his stomach, he shook and trembled on the tile floor.

Hannibal scooped him up, pressing his chest against Will’s back, arms wrapping gently around him. Will began to relax in his arm’s, the floor was so cold, but Hannibal’s body was incredibly warm. He leaned his head back to rest in the nook of Hannibal’s shoulder.

“Open your legs.” Hannibal ordered softly, and Will obeyed. Hannibal caressed Will’s thigh with his left while his right came to Will’s lips, two fingers finding their way into his mouth. Will hummed around Hannibal’s fingers, sucking, and licking coating them thoroughly in saliva. “Now be good and keep those legs open for me.”  He slipped his fingers out of Will’s mouth, planting a kiss on the side of his head, before lining his fingers up at Will’s entrance, his other arm coming to wrap around his waist. “Just relax and breathe.” He encouraged, slipping his index finger slowly into Will.

Will Mewled softly at the new sensation, it wasn’t painful, just strange. Hannibal’s fingers were so long, Will began to squirm a bit, eyebrow furrowing, and lips pouting in discomfort. It only took a few more second before Hannibal found his prostate causing Will to throw his head back against Hannibal’s shoulder and gasp. Hannibal said nothing just continued to poke and prod Will’s special spot, before slipping in a second finger.

“Gyahhh” Will’s moan was high pitched, he didn’t even know he could make a sound like that. His hand went back behind him, grabbing hold of the back of Hannibal’s head and neck. “Please.” He whined.

“Please?” Hannibal’s tone was almost condescending but mostly intrigued.

“Mhhh ma-more.” He stammered embarrassed, “Please, touch me more.” His face flushed bright pink.

Hannibal’s hand slid down Will’s torso, taking hold of his cock, pulling a chocked moan from his throat, legs almost instinctively closing. Hannibal’s thumb rubbed the head, as his other hand picked up a bit of pace inside of Will, making sure to hit that spot every time. Will’s cock was still sensitive, it was almost painful to be touched there so soon, his chest was heaving, he was practically panting. “ya-yeah ah,” his eyes shut tight, “ngh ahh nah! Han-Hanna-ah!” he drooled as he moaned, saliva running down his chin, caught up in the pleasure. “Ha agn fuck.”

Hannibal removed his fingers from Will without warning, leading him to let out a disappointed whimper, suddenly feeling so empty. “How would you like me to take you?”

Will’s heart about dropped at the question, his stomach began to fill with knots, he really hadn’t thought this far ahead. “I…I want to see.” He looked up at Hannibal, “I want to see your face.” His hand caressing Hannibal’s cheek.

Hannibal leaned down to kiss Will before gently laying him on his back. Will truly was a sight, skin flushed, lips wet and trembling, eyes staring up in anticipation, an icy blue. Hannibal undid his pants removing them along with his underwear, Will’s face twisting at the sight. “We don’t have to.” Hannibal assured, his tone was soft, so was his expression.

Will gulped, “I want to.” He really wanted to, it was something he had thought about a lot, he was just nervous. Hannibal’s fingers felt so good inside of him, but his cock was much bigger than his fingers. Will reached his hands up, finger tracing down Hannibal’s torso. “Please, teach me.” He muttered, prompting Hannibal to pull him, so that his legs were wrapped around his hips.

Hannibal’s left arm hooked around Will’s right leg, while he used his other hand to line himself up at his entrance. “I’ll go slow,” Hannibal whispered, “Just relax, and breathe for me.” He slowly slipped himself into Will, pulling high pitched whines from the man beneath him, Will tried his best to relax but couldn’t help but tense as Hannibal slid into him. “Shh, you’re alright, just try to relax.” He soothed fingers gently kneading Will’s thigh.

Will took a few deep breaths, relaxing his body, and nodded to signal for Hannibal to continue. Hannibal slowly continued to slide himself into Will, who was relaxing more and more, eyes closed, taking deep breaths. Once Hannibal was all the way in, Will opened his eyes to stare up at Hannibal, who had become still, allowing Will’s body to adjust to the feeling. Once Wills hips jerked up, looking for friction, Hannibal began to move slowly and gently, hands moving to hold his waist. After a few thrusts he found Will’s sweet spot again, causing Will to wrap his arms around him, back arching. Hannibal continued his steady, rhythmic pace, locking lips with Will, the two moaning into each other’s mouth. Will’s hole was so hot and tight, and felt incredible around his cock. Tears began to stream down Will’s face, overwhelmed with pleasure and bliss, better than he could have ever imagined.  His fingers ran through Hannibal’s hair, high moans falling from his lips.

“Hanni-bal, faster, please faster.” Will begged in a whine as Hannibal thrust into him.

Hannibal obliged picking up the pace, hissing as Will dug his nails into his back. Hannibal lips crashed into his, kissing deeply and passionately, salve mixing before dripping down Will’s cheek.

“I-I love you!” Will practically screamed, losing himself completely to the pleasure. “I love you!”

“I love you. My precious boy, nuh uhn my Will.” He Breathed, speeding up more, Will clawing down his back, he could feel the sting of each nail. Hannibal decided to leave a mark of his own, taking Will’s throat in his teeth, pulling a whine from his lips, so sweet, it was like honey.

“Aha gyah!!, Hannibal, I can’t, guh anymore!” Hands coming to grip Hannibal’s shoulders as he came undone, crying out in pleasure, eyes rolling back, back arching, legs hooking around Hannibal’s lower back. Hannibal soon followed, releasing deep inside him, as he felt Will tighten around him. Panting, they both collapsed, laying next to each other on the bathroom floor. Hannibal pulled will into his arms, so that he laid across his chest, Will shivered feeling Hannibal’s cum spill out of him as he moved. Will could hear the doctors heart pounding, such a comforting soothing sound, his eyes beginning to close.

“Don’t fall asleep on me yet.” Hannibal cooed, “We should wash up first.”

Will only had the strength to nod, before he felt himself picked up and slipped back into the bath, this time with Hannibal in there behind him.

Notes:

Thank you for reading.

Chapter 5: please.

Summary:

Will wants to top, and Hannibal is willing to bottom for his Will.

A week had passed since their little lesson in the bathroom, and Will was beginning to feel antsy. He had done a little research of his own, on top of what Hannibal had taught him, and he was dying to try to top the doctor. He watched Hannibal at work in the kitchen, weight shifting occasionally, hips swaying with the shift. Hannibal was incredibly fit, his ass toned, pants hugging it tightly. Will approach him from behind, hands slipping around his waist pulling his ass into his crotch, pushing his chest into Hannibal’s back nuzzling his nose into his neck. He smelt so good, Will always love his scent. “Let me please you.” Will whispered, peppering kisses along Hannibal’s neck.

“I’m a little busy at the moment.” He responded, holding up the knife in his hand.

“That’s alright.” He assured, licking the helix of Hannibal’s ear, “You don’t have to do a thing… well except not cut yourself.”

“Alright,” Hannibal chuckled, “do as you wish.” He insisted, going back to prepping the ingredients.  

Will nibbled and sucked Hannibal’s neck, making sure it would leave a bruise. His hands moved to undo Hannibal’s belt; Hannibal wouldn't let him touch him like this last time. “May I.” Will asked.

 Hannibal nodded, “Yes.”

Will’s hand’s undid Hannibal’s pants, slipping his hand inside feeling him through his underwear. Rubbing his crotch against Hannibal’s ass, through their clothes, before sliding his hands into his boxers, stroking Hannibal’s cock. Hannibal shuttered at the feeling, Will’s hands felt so good around him, one stroking his shaft, the other working his head. Will stuck out his tongue, licking up the back of Hannibal’s neck before biting down and sucking. Will’s tongue was hot against his skin, and he could feel Will’s teeth vibrated as he hummed into his neck. Still Hannibal continued working, trimming excess fat off the meat, being careful not to cut himself. Will removed one of his hands from Hannibal’s length, releasing his neck from his mouth, instead licking, and sucking pre-cum off his fingers, moaning around them. “Delicious.” He confessed, before lining his fingers up at Hannibal’s entrance, poking lightly. “Can I?”

Hannibal nodded, “Yes.” His voice was soft as he answered. That voice made Will want to make him scream.

Will licked his lips before slipping his middle finger into Hannibal all at once, causing the doctor to drop his knife, hands coming to grip the side of the counter instead. “Will!” he lectured, pulling a smile from the boy how stood behind him. Before he could say anything further, his voice caught in his throat as Will Thumbed his cock head. Will’s finger moved in search of Hannibal’s prostate, not taking long before hitting it, Hannibal’s knees buckling for a moment at the sensation. “Will,” Hannibal moaned, head tilting forward grip on the counter loosening.

Will nuzzled into Hannibal’s shoulder, adding a second finger, “I want you to make cute noises for me too.” He confessed shyly, crooking his fingers against Hannibal’s sweet spot, and stroking him harder. “Is it good? Do you feel good?” Will asked, nibbling Hannibal’s ear lobe.

“Nnh, yes.” He breathed, “how could I not, ha na, with you touching me like this.” His voice breathy and low, he wasn’t used to bottoming, but he didn’t mind for Will, and it did feel good. Hannibal turned his head to look back at Will, “you can go all the way, if you want to.” He said with a smile, chuckling when he saw the expression that came across his face, Will was like an excited puppy.

“But do you want it?” Will wondered, ““do as you wish,” “If you want.” You say that but I want to know what you want.” Will paused a moment, looking down at the Hannibal who stared back, “If you want me to fuck you, I need you to ask properly.”

Hannibal would be lying if he said the man’s words didn’t shock him, “goodness, aren’t you the little sadist.” Hannibal teased, licking his lips, “do you want me to say please too?” he about burst out laughing. Even like this will was fun to poke and tease, “fuck me Will…pretty please.” He requested through a grin.

Will removed his fingers, pulling a hiss from Hannibal, unzipped his pants and brought the hand around Hannibal’s cock to grab his hip instead. Lining himself up, before pushing into Hannibal, filling him up in seconds, causing Hannibal to yelp as he brought one of his hands to his mouth, feeling sick from the sudden stretch. “Sorry was that too quick?”

“gyuh… damnit Will, you know it was!” More irritated then angry, he realized it was partially his fault, provoking him like that.

“Sorry,” Will wrapped his arms around Hannibal’s torso, laying the side of his face against his back, “You just drive me crazy, and that face you made… I’ll stay like this; you tell me when to move.”

“You can move.” Hannibal reached back to grab wills pant leg, “but go slow, or so help me.”

Will chuckled, “I will.” Slowly Will thrusted his hips in search for Hannibal’s special spot, took him a bit longer to find then Hannibal found his, but when he did Hannibal let out the loveliest sound. His hands came to hold Hannibal’s hips, “Not cooking anymore?” Will asked looking over Hannibal’s shoulder at the half-prepped ingredients.

 

“Ca-ant uhn.” Hand gripping the side of the counter hard. Will hitting his prostate over and over, slow, and rhythmic, he couldn’t focus on anything else. “M—you can move more.”

“Sure?”

“Please move more.” He tried hard for it to not sound like a beg. Will obeyed picking up the pace, pulling strained moans from Hannibal, whining himself, Hannibal was so tight, the friction was so good, and who new the doctor made such sweet sounds.

“Fuck, you feel so good around me.” Will admitted, hand moving to stroke Hannibal again, picking up the pace even more. “I want to fill you up, please, please, I want to cum inside of you.” He bit down hard on the side of Hannibal’s neck again, he wanted to mark him up, leave his bites and bruises all over him.

“Yes, ah-ngk, ahh! Will!!”

“uh gnh, fuck I love you!! I love you so fucking much.” Will thrusts became erratic before he came, filling Hannibal up with his cum, filling the doctors cum spill into his hands. Hannibal’s legs shook, if it weren’t for the counter and Will holding him, he would have collapsed. Will pulled out of him slowly, his cum was so hot seeping out and covering his thighs. Will pulled Hannibal’s underwear and pants up, fabric sticking to his ass and legs as he squirmed uncomfortably. “I really do love you; you know.” Will turned Hannibal’s face towards him for a kiss before walking away, “Sorry for holding up dinner, I can help if you want me too.” He said through a grin, “all you have to do is ask.”

Notes:

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Notes:

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