Will hummed as Hannibal bit and sucked, eyes fluttering shut to feel those teeth and that tongue more acutely. He rolled his hips a little, just to tease the shape of his growing erection against Hannibal’s. A small hiss when Hannibal nibbled his ear; he grinned:
“Good man.” He stripped his shirt off and cast it to the side. One arm snaked around Hannibal’s middle to press him closer ad he reached for the bowl of chocolate with the other. The feeling of skin on skin, muscles twitching against muscles, Hannibal’s hair against his own hairless chest, saturated his senses and he let his drawl run deep when he spoke:
“Now, close your eyes—,” a wink, “please.”
With two fingers dipped into the chocolate, he started drizzling the sauce on select areas of Hannibal’s neck, his collarbone, his shoulders and such, moving downward along the body. He lapped and slurped and bit the chocolate off as he went, making obscene noises and leaving little toothy indents like breadcrumbs. Occasionally, he’d let his fingernails scrape down some patch of skin to see the flesh pink in neat lines.
As he got ever lower, closer to Hannibal’s belt he paused to look up at Hannibal, his eyes clear and bright. “I’m going to remove your belt, but I’d like to use it on you. Is that alright?”
// if u wanna // [runsonfear]: "I assume this is a food."
“You’re not hesitating are you? I assure you, it’s delicious.”
Jesus. Alright, how's this?: I'd like to know why you're so keen on fucking me. Let's start there.
Alright then. What would you like to know?
This isn’t really that yellow but I took this picture and I’m 110% proud of it
Well, Will thought, it's a helluva 'how do you do,' and a lot more concise.
Swept up in the passion of the moment, Will followed for a few heartbeats. He let his mouth and body be moulded to Hannibal's will, his tongue and hands. With a moan, he began to push back; his grip a little more forceful and his teeth a little more biting. He clutched Hannibal's scalp in his fingers and kissed like he'd damn well die if they stopped.
// lil smth smth for the lulz // [runsonfear]: "I want the K"
Send me I want the K and I’ll generate a number; 21: Then there’s tongue
Hannibal grabbed Will rather forcefully, with one arm wrapped around his back, and pulled him into a kiss. Hannibal parted his lips slightly and let his tongue gently outline Will’s lip. Not even waiting to see if Will would reciprocate in the lip parting, he pushed his tongue past Will’s lips and into his mouth, finding the younger man’s tongue and running his across it.
Trying to prove a point to my divorce lawyer.
Trying to prove a point to my divorce lawyer.
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“No you.” Will was hip to all the happenings up in here. He’d figured it out with his empathy or whatever.
“The jig is up, fam, I’m knowin on your game.”
“Yo.”
Hannibal swagged his way over to his office door, made agape by one unfortunate visitor.
He was just in the middle of cookin up another crime scene, so whoever it was at the door was in a shitload of trouble.
“You dun goofed, mate.” Hannibal growled dangerously.
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Indie RP blog for Will Graham from Hannibal series. TV/Book-verse. Made for the express purpose of roleplaying with one particular Hannibal because Mun has no control over their life. Cheers.
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