Your Body and Mine Will Sing
Hannibal Lecter x Will Graham
Universe: Hannibal
Summary: Will breaks into Hannibal's house to confront him but things get unexpectedly steamy and a little bloody as Will leans into his dark desires.
Word count: 1,148
Warnings: Smut 18+ only, oral, blood kink, power kink, slight praise kink, dom!Will/sub!Hannibal, references to murder, bodily harm
Note: I've never written a fanfic before so I hope this one is okay lol. I drew a little pic to go with it :3 I got the title from a line in the poem Love Poem with Dark Face.
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Will stands in the moonlight outside of Dr. Lecter's house, hunting knife in hand, ready to confront him about being the Chesapeake Ripper. The only light on is in the upstairs bathroom.
Hannibal must be in the shower. Now’s my chance to sneak in unnoticed. He picks the lock.
The house is dark, only illuminated by the moonlight streaming through the tall windows.
Will hears Hannibal exit the shower and start down the stairs so he crouches behind the kitchen counter.
Hannibal goes to the fridge to pour himself a glass of wine but before he can open the bottle, Will pounces on him from behind. Will wrestles him to the ground, putting the knife to his throat.
“Will, don’t be foolish.”
“You don’t get to talk. I’m the one with the knife.”
The psychiatrist grips Will’s waist, flipping him so that he is now on top. Hannibal grabs his hands and pulls them above his head, pressing them into the carpet and making Will drop the knife.
Will wraps his legs tightly around Hannibal, twisting him and knocking him off balance. He uses this momentum to flip them back over and straddle Hannibal, reaching his hands up to the Chesapeake Ripper’s throat.
Hannibal rests his hands on Wills hips and smiles devilishly. Will looks down, noticing how they’re tangled up and blushes. He's basically in the cowgirl position.
Will tightens his grip on Hannibal’s neck to wipe the smug grin off his face but this just causes Hannibal to bite his lip.
Will feels his stomach flutter.
That was weird. Why am I turned on right now?
Will releases his grip and moves his thumb up to Hannibal’s lips, which part, allowing Will’s thumb the enter his warm mouth.
Will lets out a breath as Hannibal massages his thumb with his tongue.
What am I doing? My psychiatrist, the Chesapeake Ripper is sucking my thumb and I’m allowing it.
Wills eyes focus intently on Hannibal’s curved pink lips around his thumb. He can feel his tongue moving in circles and for a second, Will imagines it is something else that was in Hannibal’s mouth.
Then, Hannibal bites Will's thumb, drawing a few drops of blood and causing Will to let out a breathy moan.
Will's head is swimming as he pulls his thumb out and drags it softly across Hannibal’s lips, coating them in crimson.
He leans in to taste his own blood on Hannibal’s lips, feeling himself get hard. Wills senses are flooded with the taste of iron and the smell of Hannibal’s aftershave… and the feeling of Hannibal’s fingers digging into his hips like he’s holding on for dear life.
Will pulls back, grabbing his knife. Hannibal looks him up and down, eager to see what he’ll do with it.
Will presses the knife gently to Hannibal’s neck. Hannibal doesn’t flinch, and instead leans his head back a little to help Will’s blade find its spot.
Hannibal’s eyes twinkle darkly as they meet Will’s, making him gulp.
Will steadies himself and makes a tiny nick in Hannibal’s neck, just enough to draw a few pearls of red. He leans in, kissing the nick softly, causing Hannibal to let out a whimper.
Will moves his lips all around Hannibal’s neck kissing softly, then roughly, making Hannibal squirm and tighten his grip on Will's hips.
Then, Will pulls back to admire his work.
He looks at Hannibal bathed in moonlight, painted with his bloody kisses, and his heart melts a little.
He had always noticed Hannibal was a very handsome man but he had never seen him as beautiful as he was right now, smeared in red, marked by him.
Will's blue eyes glitter as he smirks, “Who’s my pretty boy?”
Hannibal’s eyes widen as he lets out a small breath. Will feels Hannibal’s bulge harden underneath him.
“Oh, interesting.” Will coos with amusement.
He leans in next to Hannibal’s ear and whispers “You’re my pretty boy, Hannibal.”
Hannibal blushes and bucks his hips up making Will smirk again. He finally had Hannibal under his control. Will's body buzzed from the power he held over the Chesapeake Ripper.
“Would you kill for me?”
“In a heartbeat, Will.”
Will leans in and forcefully kisses Hannibal. Their fingers tangle in each other's hair as they roll around together.
Then, they pull back for a second and look at each other. Their eyes meet and they giggle for a second like they were teenagers fooling around at summer camp.
Their fingers hastily dance around each other's shirts, making quick work of the buttons, even popping a few off by accident.
Will trails wet kisses down Hannibal's neck, torso, and then stomach, until he reaches his belt. After fumbling with it for a second, he is able to free his length.
Will looks up at Hannibal’s pleading eyes as he places a kiss on his tip. A small bead of precum was already leaking from his psychiatrist. Will puts the tip in his mouth and moves his tongue in circles, teasing him.
Hannibal runs his fingers through Will’s dark curls, breathing heavily.
“Mmh Will…”
Will looks up at the man and admires the view from this new angle. Hannibal’s jaw clenches as he arches his back with pleasure.
Will takes the whole length in his mouth and bobs his head, causing Hannibal to let out the softest moans. The feeling of Hannibal's strong hands tangled in his hair sends a warm shiver down Will's exposed back.
Will's pace speeds up as Hannibal's breath quickens; he can tell he is getting closer to climax.
Hannibal looks down at Will, meeting his eyes. The image of his beloved Will with his mouth full of his cock is intoxicating. He growls and bites his lip to stifle himself.
With that, Will takes Hannibal's entire cock and throats it, causing the man to jerk with pleasure.
"Oh- fuck," Hannibal moans loudly.
Will realizes he has never really heard him cuss much before. He also realizes that he finds it incredibly hot that he is able to make Hannibal unravel like that with just his mouth.
Will deepthroats Hannibal again, drawing another whining growl out of him. Hannibal is so deep in his throat that Will's lips are practically pressed against Hannibal's skin.
Then, Will pulls back again and gently sucks the tip.
"Ah- Will... I'm- gonna-"
One more time, Will takes Hannibal's whole cock down his throat as he climaxes. Will feels Hannibal's length pulse as he spills down his throat and lets out a satisfied, breathless moan.
Their eyes meet again as Will swallows. He smiles as he notices that Hannibal's cheeks are pink and dewy with sweat. His own lips are puffy and red from the friction, and Hannibal stares at them longingly.
He pulls Will in for a kiss, tasting himself on his lips. Then, he smiles slyly.
"Now it's your turn."
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