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Affair (Will Graham)
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Description: Y/N cheats on Hannibal with Will but Hannibal doesn't give the reaction they thought he would.
Warnings: Smut
Word Count: 1,926k
The question that you would never have to ask someone when they are married was the one that had to be asked now. Did Y/N love Hannibal? Did Y/N love her husband? That’s a stupid question. She married him right? Why wouldn’t she love him? But the answer to that wasn’t as simple as a yes or no. She did love Hannibal so much. He was everything she ever needed and wanted. He was an older man (which she always liked) . He was caring and listened to her. He made her feel safe. He made her the best dinners she could ever ask for. He was truly the best. That was until Will Graham came along.
Her and Will were the same age. They liked the same things. They were both smart and loved dogs. Hannibal never wanted to get any pets. So she unfortunately didn’t have any. Will was one of a kind and she wouldn’t have guessed he’d make her wanna be unfaithful to her husband. She knew what Hannibal did. She didn’t have a choice but to be okay with it. It was the only thing about him that she hated. She knew that Hannibal was the killer Will was after. She wanted to tell him but she felt like that would be worse than cheating on him.
Hannibal was smart. He wasn’t going to get caught that easy. He had so many tricks up his sleeve. Y/N felt awful about her feelings for Will. Who wouldn’t? Having a husband and loving someone else was the sin she knew she was committing. She wanted Will and not just in a sexual way. She watched him carefully as he ate dinner at their place. He never showed interest in her. I mean why would he? She was married after all. But Will noticed the interest she had in him. The stares at the dinner table, the accidental touches. Will wasn’t dumb. He knew that Y/N Lector had a thing for him. He fought back and forth with himself about it. He always thought she was beautiful and since he had a feeling that he was right about Hannibal he felt like he’d be doing her a favor. Before he could act on it he got arrested. He wasn’t sure how long he’d be in there for but when he got out he would make a move.
She didn’t come to visit him at first. She didn’t want Hannibal knowing. She wrote him letters and told him to never respond and that she would come visit him when the time was right. Her letters filled with words of love and confession to me. She told him how ever since she met him she’s wanted him and that she knows it’s wrong but she can’t help it. She told him all the nasty things she wanted him to do to her when he was out and how she wanted a life with him. And the best part was she told him he was right about Hannibal. He couldn’t use the letters as evidence to support his claim given what else was written. But one way or another he would be free and Hannibal would be right where he was currently.
Y/N visited him days after her last letter was written. She managed to get there without Hannibal knowing. She sat and waited for them to bring Will. He wasn’t sure who came to see him but he couldn’t help but smile at the sight of her. She looked so beautiful. She made eye contact with him and gave him a small smile. Once they were alone she cleared her throat. “I got your letters.” He said. She nodded and sighed. “I’m glad.” “I wanted to tell you that I feel the same way as bad as it sounds.” She chuckles at his words. “You shouldn’t feel bad. You don’t owe Hannibal anything. It’s me that has to carry this burden.” She says.
“It’s not a burden. Love isn’t.” He tells her and watches her smile a little. “What we have I believe is true love.” She looks at him . “Yeah and it’s also a sin.” She says. He shakes his head. “Y/N I know inside my heart that this is right even if it’s morally wrong. Hannibal is a monster and he doesn’t deserve you.” They both knew that if Hannibal even suspected anything it was over. She visited Will when she could and even told him that she found proof that Hannibal was sleeping with Alana. She couldn’t feel sad or hurt about it. She almost felt relief. Will saw it in her eyes as she told him, she was happy about it. Happy that Hannibal was also being unfaithful.
When Will got out the first thing he did was invite Y/N over. She knew Hannibal’s schedule so it was quite easy to get away without him knowing. The kiss they shared felt long overdue. It felt perfect and just right. Will held her in his arms as they made out in his bed under the covers naked. They took their time exploring each other’s bodies. His lips touched every inch of her and gave her orgasm and orgasm. When he was bare inside of her it felt like a puzzle piece getting put into place. It was crazy how perfect they were for each other. He watched her face as he thrusted into her. Her eyes were closed and her hands were gripping his shoulders and back. She was moaning his name softly. He looked at her with pure love in his eyes and watched as she came over and over again. On his tongue, fingers, face, cock she came all over him. When she gasped out his name and clenched around him, he knew that she was close and her body was shaking. He groaned as he felt his climax rising. She came first and it was the most beautiful sight he’d ever seen. She cried his name as she thrusted up into him riding her high out. He cursed and came inside of her. She held him close as they both rode the waves of pleasure. They did that for hours making up for lost time. He kissed her sweetly as he held her in his arms. “I would love to stay but I need to get back before he suspects anything.” She says cupping his face. He sighed and stared at her.He wished she would never leave and just stayed here. She wanted that too but Hannibal was dangerous.
Will hadn’t been happier after that night. He was doing great after that and Jack and Hannibal didn’t know what was going on. Y/N hid the happiness so it didn’t look like they shared it. She watched Hannibal as she laid in their bed. He smiled at her as he got in next to her. She gave him a smile back and they shared a kiss before going to sleep.
She got up and rushed to the bathroom. She felt sick and almost puked on the floor but she didn’t. Her head was pounding as she sat up from the toilet. Hannibal was working so he didn’t hear her. She heard all the stories and how things worked. She had a feeling she was pregnant. She just had to make sure .
Positive it read. She had tears in her eyes. She wasn’t sure if it was from sadness or happiness. Hannibal and her haven’t had sex in awhile but Will on the other hand she had been sleeping with. She stared at the test not knowing what to do. She was having a baby and it wasn’t her husband’s. He would know eventually, she couldn’t hide it forever. Hannibal walked into the bathroom to see his wife holding the pregnancy test. He saw the tears streaming down her face as she didn’t even blink. “Love, are you okay?” He asked her. She looked up at him like a deer in headlights. The truth was out.
Will knocked on the door of the Lector’s and Hannibal answered. He invited Will in and he saw her. She didn’t look so happy and didn’t even look at him. He sat down across from her but she didn’t even look up at him. Hannibal was getting the food ready and didn’t even pay any mind to Will’s reaction. Hannibal brought over the food and announced what they were eating. He noticed Will staring at Y/N. They didn’t talk for a while and just ate in uncomfortable silence. Will was really questioning what the hell was going on. Finally after the long silence Hannibal spoke up. “Will I have a gift for you.” He says. Will looks over at him and smiles. “You didn’t have to get me anything.” He says but Hannibal hands him the gift. “Well I guess Y/N is giving you the gift.” Will opened it and almost dropped it.
A positive Pregnancy test. Y/N started crying. He looks over at her and she sighs. “Will I’m so sorry.” He looks at Hannibal. “Well, do you like your gift?” Hannibal asked him. Will looked down at the test again and back at Y/N. “Y/N and I haven’t made love in awhile. So I knew there was no way it was mine. She confessed everything to me after she cried her eyes out Will.” Will’s eyes didn’t leave Y/N. “Will, you’ve been fucking my wife.” Hannibal states and stands up. “Though I have no right to be mad about that as I’ve been sleeping with Alana.” Hannibal moved to sit next to Will. “Only I didn’t get her pregnant.” Will looked over at Hannibal as he talked. “See this could have been avoided and kept taboo if you two would have used protection.” “Is that all you care about?” Will asked him. “Will I don’t fucking care that you slept with my wife, like I said I slept with Alana. What I care about is you getting her pregnant so now Y/N and I can’t be together. I won’t raise another man’s child.” Y/N still didn’t say a word. Hannibal got up and went to Y/N.
He knelt down to her and sighed. “Love, I have to kick you out. You are bearing another man’s child.” She looked up at him. “See you don’t care that I’m kicking you out. I see it in your eyes. That hurts but I guess we just weren’t meant to be.” He shrugged. Will was so confused on why Hannibal was so calm about this. He didn’t even get a second to think about the child he will have. Hannibal stands up and clears his throat. “I want you out of my house by tomorrow. I’ll send over the divorce papers and Will can take care of you now.” He said. He acted like he didn’t care that this didn’t bother him. Though Will knew that Hannibal was good at hiding stuff. Scary good.
Y/N was moved into Will’s house and the divorce papers were signed. They both thought how he acted was scary and Will had to get more locks for the door. Hannibal was a force to be reckoned with. He was dangerous and nobody knew his next move. Will played with the ring he planned on using tonight. He felt happy again. Of course Hannibal will be on his mind but he was going to be a dad. He had the love of his life and he couldn't ask for anything else.
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sillylittleg00ber · 9 months
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they exceeded the slut-o-meter
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ihavemanyhusbands · 3 months
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Routine Check Up
Hannibal Lecter x Will Graham x Fem!Reader
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Summary: The good Dr. Lecter stops by to check up on Will Graham's favorite pet.
Word Count: 2.3k words
Warnings: SMUT 18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI, i think i was possessed while writing this, Plot? What fucking plot?, light petplay... but in the female gaze ig, Dom/Sub dynamic, light dehumanization, threesome, Hannibal gets to put his PhD to good use,Oral, unprotected p in v (don't you dare) ,dirty talk, self indulgent afffff, ....breeding kink?
A/N: I DECIDED TO SAY FUCK IT. @glitchedpup dedicating it to you here too!
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You woke to the sound of a car pulling up the gravel road, and Will’s dogs barking outside.
On the bedside clock, it read eight thirty AM. You usually woke up around the same time as Will, but you supposed he’d let you sleep in a little longer this time. It was a Sunday, after all.
Moments later, there was knocking on the front door. Will padded over from the kitchen and he opened it to reveal Hannibal. You sat up in the bed, curious, and crawled forward a little to get a better look.
“Hannibal,” he greeted in an even tone, even if you could tell he was a little surprised. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”
“Just a routine check-up, Will,” he said with a small shrug, looking over his shoulder at you. “Have to keep her healthy, right?”
“No courtesy call beforehand? That’s uncharacteristic of you,” Will noted, stepping aside to let him in. “I suppose you meant to surprise us.”
Once more, Hannibal smiled enigmatically, a glint of mischief in his amber eyes. “I was in the neighborhood. Thought I’d stop by.”
He hung up his jacket by the door, and Will motioned for you to stand up and come closer. 
You shot him a quizzical look, but made no questions as you scurried over to them, standing at attention next to Will.
“Hello, there,” Hannibal said amicably. “Mind if I take a look at you?”
You nodded quickly, almost eagerly. Will raised an eyebrow at this, but Hannibal kept his eyes on you. 
This was one of his little games, a constant reminder of who had the upper hand. You knew what he called you to others — Will Graham’s favorite pet. 
Still, you didn’t mind playing along, and it seemed like Will didn’t either. You weren’t sure what that said about you, but you found it wasn’t quite as mortifying as one might expect.
“I’ll need her to…” Hannibal trailed off, gesturing at your figure.
“Strip,” Will commanded, barely glancing at you.
You did as told, eyeing the doctor peripherally. He was appraising you as well, slightly impressed at your unflinching obedience. 
You’d been well trained, after all.
You weren’t wearing much, just one of Will’s t-shirts and cotton underwear, both of which fell unceremoniously to the floor. You didn’t cover yourself as you were bared to the room, instead keeping your expression neutral and arms at your sides.
“Where do you need me?” You asked, voice low.
“Just where you are is fine,” he said, setting down his bag. “Now let’s see…”
First, he checked your pulse, fingers resting gently on your wrist as he looked down at his watch. When his fingers moved to your neck, you kept eye contact as he felt your lymph nodes, tracing up to your jaw, behind your ear and down to your collarbones.
His eyes watched your throat work as you swallowed hard, glancing at Will. Hannibal knew just how much you trusted him to guide you. You cared for him the same way he cared for you, and surrender was a price you gladly paid for it.
For a long time, you had a constant need to be in control of not just yourself, but also your surroundings. Every detail had to be accounted for; Every single possibility dissected and analyzed. It was essential for survival. 
That was until you met Will, and you grew sick and tired of control. There were no more ruins to scurry out of, or prevent. Devotion was all that was left, and that was something Hannibal could understand.
“Open your mouth, please. Let’s see these teeth,” Hannibal instructed. 
Once more, you did as told. He hummed in thought as he looked over your canines and front teeth. Then he stretched your lips back with two fingers so he could see all of your molars, too. 
“Good,” he murmured under his breath, and for a brief, wild moment, you wanted to sink your teeth into his hand. 
His thumb then swiped over your bottom lip, and it was then that you gave in to your urges. You nipped at it, holding it between your teeth for a moment.
“Ah, ah,” Will tsked, reaching over and grabbing the back of your neck firmly. 
He gave you a stern look, and you let go of Hannibal’s thumb grudgingly.
Hannibal chuckled, delighted. “Sharp, as expected. Apologies, had to coax that out of her.”
Playing with fire, you thought, figuring that was exactly what he wanted. You wondered if you’d get a better taste of him at some point.
With a stethoscope — because he took his role very seriously — he checked your heartbeat and your breathing, both of which seemed to quicken a little at his nearness.
“No need to be nervous,” he said reassuringly, but his smile told you he was very much enjoying making you feel that way.
The end of the stethoscope was cold against your flesh, which made you shudder a little. Your nipples hardened, too, which was a detail he did not miss.
A soft, pleasured hum escaped you as his fingers grazed the skin right under your breasts, his touch not entirely clinically detached.
“Quiet, now. Let the doctor do his work,” Will chastised.
For his part, Hannibal inhaled deeply, closing his eyes momentarily.
“Someone’s in heat,” he noted, sharing a look with Will. “I could take care of it, if you like.”
Will’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Hmm, that explains why she’s been humping my leg. But is it necessary?”
“You wouldn’t want to leave her unattended, would you?”
You tried not to let a traitorous blush spread across your cheeks at Will’s analyzing gaze, dipping your chin slightly in confirmation.
“I might just have to check your temperature, too,” Hannibal added, tilting his head to one side. “Could I have you bend over the couch, please?”
Will nodded towards it, and off you went, kneeling on the armrest and placing your hands on the cushion. 
You kept still as the doctor approached with slow, easy steps. His fingers traced the curve of your ass before dipping lower, to the source of your ache.
Will sat beside your head, tucking your hair behind your ear. He watched you shoot Hannibal a frustrated look as he teased you, fingers gliding up your slit. He gripped your chin just as you bared your teeth, wanting to bite once more.
Then, you swallowed back a low whine as he easily sank his middle finger into you. You heard his huff of amusement as you pushed your hips back needily.
“Running a little hot…” Hannibal mused. “We’ve got to remedy that, don’t we?”
You shot him another look, pleading this time. Your pupils were blown wide with desire, almost swallowing your irises, and your breaths came out long and slow.
You gripped one of Will’s arms, urging him towards you, desperate to touch him as well.
“Think you deserve a treat?” He murmured, raising an eyebrow. “Go on, earn it.”
Will scooted closer, your head now on his lap. You breathed in his familiar scent, and you licked his crotch through the thin fabric of his boxers.
Hannibal chuckled. “Oh, but she’s being so good…”
Will glanced up at him. “Hmm, she’s been showing off a little for you. Can’t let that become a habit.”
Hannibal’s hand retreated, and a complaint was starting to form in your throat when you heard the metallic clink of his belt, followed by the rasp of his zipper being pulled down. 
You also heard a wet pop as he sucked your arousal off his finger, loving the taste of you. Oh, he’d definitely need to try it directly from the source, too. 
“Not to worry, we’ll take good care of her,” he purred, bending closer to your ear. “Just needed some extra attention is all, didn’t you?” 
You nodded, spreading your knees further apart. Will’s hand rested on your head as you continued to lap at him. You felt him hardening against your insistent tongue, lips tracing the outline of his shaft. The smell and the heat of him were making you delirious with lust, driving any sort of coherency out the window.
Behind you, Hannibal spread you open with both hands in order to get a better look at his next meal. He knelt, pushing his slacks down and gripping himself. 
His hot breath blew against your soaked core for a mere second before he licked you clit to ass in one long, languid stripe. His expert tongue then dipped into the deep well of your cunt, and you felt the vibration of his groan.
He stroked himself as he continued his ministrations, closing his eyes as all his other senses were invaded by you.
You let out a choked whine, eyes fluttering closed as you pressed your cheek against Will’s growing bulge. He had you lift your head as he shifted his hips, pulling off his boxers and finally letting you get your reward. 
You practically melted at the taste of him as you took him into your mouth — musky and slightly salty. You knew the exact way he liked to be tended to, guiding yourself by the sounds he made.
You moaned around him, and he gathered your hair in his fist, keeping it away from your face. He kept your head down for a moment when he was all the way down your throat, and you breathed slowly through your nose. 
“There we go,” Will sighed, petting your head. “That’s it.”
Your mind went blank for a moment as Hannibal lapped up all your arousal with gusto. Will let you come up for air, gently pulling you up by the hair to meet his lips in a sloppy kiss. 
Before your head descended once more, you looked at him, glassy-eyed and smiling beatifically. The same adoration was mirrored in his eyes as he tenderly ran the back of his finger down your cheek.
“Atta girl, taking it all so well,” Hannibal praised, standing up. “I think you’re ready for me.”
He slowly eased into you, letting out a low groan as he bottomed out. You sucked in a breath, adjusting to the delicious stretch. Instinctually, you moved against him, seeking much more friction than he was currently providing.
“Don’t have to do… much of the work myself,” He grunted, grabbing your hips in a half-attempt to slow you down. “So very eager, this one.”
“Loves to please. Everything she gets, she earns,” Will said proudly. “Makes it so much better, doesn’t it?”
“Well trained indeed.”
At such an angle, you could feel Hannibal reaching impossibly deep, hitting a spot that made your eyes roll back in your skull. You moaned against Will’s skin, teeth digging lightly into his inner thigh. 
As bad as you might want it, you knew he wouldn’t let you make him come with your mouth. He was next in line after Hannibal, and he intended to leave a lasting impression. That wasn’t to say he didn’t want you to keep touching him, though. 
Hannibal’s grip on your hips tightened, his thrusts becoming deeper and harder, in which he chased his release. You were already clenching him hard, close to the edge yourself. Then one of his hands reached between your legs, rubbing your clit in quick, tight circles.
Heat spread throughout you like wildfire, all-consuming. You reached back to grip one of his forearms, unsure if it was a plead for mercy or for him to never stop. It didn’t take long for you to come undone, mouth slack in pleasure as you moaned wantonly, melting into the heady feeling of them both.
Soon after, Hannibal’s hips stuttered, and then they stopped when he was fully sheathed inside of you. You could feel him pulsate as he was gripped in his own euphoria, branding you much like Will had done countless times before. 
Once more, Will kissed you, murmuring a soft good girl against your lips. Hannibal pulled out of you, panting as he bent forward to plant a kiss on your spine. 
“I think she can give us another one,” he said. “In fact, I highly recommend it.”
Will nodded in agreement. “Doctor’s orders.”
He moved you onto the couch cushions as they switched places. Hannibal presented himself before you, leaning back with a lupine sort of smirk.
Will’s thrusts were swift and savage as you licked Hannibal clean. It was only polite to tend to the doctor after being so very helpful. Your tongue was especially enthusiastic as you neared your second orgasm. 
His fingers dug into your flesh hard enough to bruise. By his more unrestrained sounds, you could tell he was right there with you. When he came, his body slumped forward, chest flush against your back.
His hot breath was against your neck as he pressed himself tighter against you. He was still buried to the hilt, making sure no drop was wasted.
When he unsheathed himself from you, you collapsed onto the couch, body spread between the two of them. You felt boneless and utterly sated, swimming in dopamine.
“Good job. That should hold you for some time, hmm?” Hannibal said, looking down at you resting on his lap.
Will huffed in amusement, caressing your legs. “You’ll find she’s quite insatiable.”
The two shared a look, all too happy to shoulder the so-called burden of your constant hunger.
“You should’ve just said you missed me, Doctor Lecter,” you said with a teasing grin. “Could’ve saved us the theatrics.”
He smirked. “Oh, but where’s the fun in that?”
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itwasthereaminuteago · 6 months
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Will Graham thots:
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He's a moaner
Looks pretty on his knees
Looks pretty with your fingers in him
Doesn't mind the dogs watching
Needs/appreciates a gentle touch
Likes the challenge of denial
But begs easily
Goes hard into subspace
Has uncontrollable full body orgasms
Is a complete MESS and MESSY when he comes
Like, just everywhere, mainly because his eyes are usually closed or head tilted back
Loves neck stuff
Zones out when he's giving oral, especially if it's been a hard day mentally, sometimes falls asleep but you wouldn't hold it against him
Is extremely sassy when in control
Did I mention he's a moaner? 🤣
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voxmortuus · 9 months
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Can you write something about Hannibal or Will (whoever you want in separate) about them being a munch? The "munch" is a person who likes a LOT to eat out a woman without recieving something back. I just feel that my boy Graham (and ofc Hanni as well) would spend hours down there (more like to their own pleasure)
Just if you feel comfortable!!!
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►PAIRING: Will Graham X F!Reader ►UNIVERSE: Hannibal ►WORDS: 402 ►SUMMARY/PROMPT: See Above. ►TRIGGER WARNINGS: First Person Reader | Nothing but smut | Oral *Female Recipient* | I may be missing some, but you get a general idea, so please proceed with caution if there is anything in there that is overly triggering please let me know politely and I will make sure it is added to the list. ►NOTE: Sorry if this isn't what you expected, or had envisioned yourself, I apologize. But I hope you enjoyed my vision. ►DIVIDER CREDIT: @nyxvuxoa ►My Master Masterlist | Hannibal Masterlist
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It was simple with Will, he never asked for anything in return. It was like my pleasure was his, and that was something new for me. Laying there my body trembled, the way his tongue worked as if it was a personal symphony he was conducting just for me. I couldn't find my words, not that I needed to speak at all, but I couldn't find them, it's like they were all gone. He left me speechless, and that's saying something because I always have something to say.
As I look down at him his eyes peering up at me as he grips at my body, the way his hands feel against my skin. It's like everything is on fire without really being on fire. My nerves being worked and so many paces my body has been going through. It feels like he's been down there for hours, and I'm already two orgasms in.
Remembering back to a conversation from earlier. Will had told me how he felt about receiving pleasure. He much prefers to give it. Not really one on getting it, he told me my pleasure is his, and while at first I didn't believe it, not many liked being down there if you will, he on the other hand, he's taken me to a whole new world. He's been nothing short of perfect in his guidance. Glancing up to check on me, feeling this urge to grip at me, feeling me tremble and squirm.
Feeling him as he laps me up, as he takes such intricate care to even the most sensitive and insecure parts of me, he takes pride in what he does. I glance over at the clock, not on purpose, but my head turns in that direction as my third orgasm rises and I realize he's already been down there for two hours, and he was showing no sign of being done.
My breathing grows heavier as I let out a scream in pure ecstasy. My body, my mind, everything feels like I'm on a cloud, floating above, light, and tingly, as he keeps going, lapping, suckling, nipping, harder, deeper and hitting all the right notes. After this, a girl will never look at someone else going down there the same way again, the bar, that bar is set so high. With no sign of him letting up, I buckle up for another wild three-hour ride.
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buggzincognito · 5 months
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I want Will Graham and Spencer Reid to tag team me and fuck the ever loving shit out of me till i’m trembling and covered in cum😽😽 if i’m not the only one please lmk and i will write a fic!🤩
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coryosbaby · 14 days
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18+, MDNI !!
Thinkin’ about cockwarming with sub! Will </3 letting him slip inside u after a long day of work, turned on ur side comfortably in your bed and cuddling up against him. And he keeps trying to be quiet for u even though he’s hard as a rock and can’t stop himself from fucking into u when u sleep :(( maybe shooting his load “on accident” and letting it drip out around his cock, earning a not so friendly punishment when you see it gushing out of you and onto the sheets the next morning
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leyladoesntknow · 2 years
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Hugh Dancy as Will Graham wearing glasses appreciation post.
Hannibal (2013-2015) / Dir. Bryan Fuller
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vampiiu · 1 year
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Dancing with the Devil (Will Graham)
TW // CW: Rough sex. Brief mention of blood. Will smokes a cig.
What to expect: Male reader, smut, mlm. The reader is a bottom.
( ♡ )
He smells like whiskey and a nightmare. Cigarette smoke disperses off his lips and for a moment, you swear he almost smiled.
“Will?” “Y/N.”
Your name came from his soul like a sin, only fueled with the darkest flames of lust. He rushed toward you. His eyes trailed from your eyes to your ears, and all the way to your core. You feel his hands grab your waist, and soon they come to rest above your hips. He flicks the ash from his cigar and smiles when you squeeze his biceps. The flame burns your thigh and it aches so good. Your bodies sway with each other as the slow tune of Cigarettes After Sex plays throughout the house.
“I missed you.” You mumble into his chest.
“I missed you too, handsome.” He whispers. His breath sends shivers down your spine and he kisses above your ear.
Will had been working late recently. You know how demanding Jack is, and how wary they must be of Dr. Lecter, so you understand. Of course none of that matters now, as your love has returned.
He tilts your face towards his and you notice how exhausted he looks. Regardless, he’s still as (if not more) sexy. His skin sparkles from sweat in the moonlight. His hair half-sticks to his face, and despite the encumbering feeling of fatigue, his only focus is you. He pulls you into a gentle kiss and works his way to your neck, trailing all of your sensitive spots. Your face flushes as your blood surfaces to your neck and your… other areas. You’re sure he’s enjoying this from the way his groin grinds into your thigh.
His groans go straight to your dick. He kneels before you and unzips your jeans with one hand, puffing his cigarette with the other. He never breaks eye contact with you, and you almost came on the spot when he palmed you like the slut he is. His lips trace over the bulge in your boxers and he nuzzles it like a cat.
“God, I want you so bad.” He groans and places a kiss on your tip.
“You should’ve come earlier. You missed out on all the fun, maybe you could’ve watched.” You retort.
In response, he stands up and looks down on you. A battle between souls can be heard before he grabs your unbuttoned shirt collar and pushes you to your bed. Will begins to attack your chest with his mouth, sucking and biting and god, did he just lick you?
This will definitely leave hickies later.
He disgards his cigarette in the ashtray by your bed as he passionately makes out with you. It’s not messy at all; Will knows what he’s doing. Tongues clash and lips collide and it’s as if real sparks fly between you two. Your bodies are heated and grinding against each other like creatures in heat. 
A sharp blow stings your neck and you can feel fresh, warm blood dripping from the wound. Will leans back to admire his design. After a few seconds of admiration, he licks the now clotting blood from your neck and kisses the bruise. How is it possible to love someone who can be so cruel? Strangled moans drag from your lips.
“Shit. I’m sorry, baby, you just get me so fucking excited.”
His rhythm matches his words and your eyes can’t help but to roll back in their sockets. You’re so turned on right now it’s insane.
“Will, please. I- Oh god, I need you now. pleasepleaseplease-”
“You’ll be a good boy, right? You’re gonna stay still?” “Yes sir, I swear.”
He smirks when he pushes his fingers into your throat. You suck his fingers, lubing them for your own sake.
After what feels like an eternity, he slides his fingers into your ass. Will holds himself up above you while you ride his fingers.
"Fuck me, dammit!" you plea.
"Shhhhhhh..." He hushes you. "Now, we wouldn't wanna keep you waiting, would we?"
"No, no, please, Will. God."
 You plead again. He laughs and pulls his fingers out. Your body trembles with frustration. He sits next to you on the bed and you can feel him watching you.
“Do I make you needy, baby?” He teases. “I thought I was the bad boy here.”
You scoff as he raises from the bed and strips himself right in front of you. From his face straight down to his perfectly carved hips, he's yours. He goes to hover over you again, this time ass-naked. He lines himself up with your entrance and traces your chest with his hands.
"I'll make you feel good." You nod desperately and gasp when he enters you without warning.
Bottoming out, he moans loudly. You see his exposed neck tilting his head towards the heavens. His mouth opened to receive anything given to him by the world. He looks down to you, eyes dark and his body slick with sweat. His hips rock into yours and you can't help but whimper. Will leans down, catching you in a passionate kiss.
His hands cradle your face at first but quickly trail down to your throat, squeezing ever so slightly. He takes your breath away and you're under his full control. He's a god and you're his angel. You can hear yourself purring beneath him and your legs wrap around his waist. The pleasure is excruciating.
His hips start rocking faster, thrusting into you deeper and deeper until it hurts. Tears stream down your face and you can't help but moan into his ear. You clutch onto his arms tightly, begging him for more. Every thrust hits something in you. You cry out and he takes this opportunity to push into you even deeper.
Your nails dig into his flesh as he pounds into you relentlessly, leaving behind bruises. Your orgasm is so powerful and unexpected your voice leaves your body. You don't expect such intensity. Both bodies buckle in their place to catch breath. When Will finally collapses next to you, both of your chests are heaving. The sweet smell of sex fills the air and you flash an open-mouth smile from total ecstasy. You turn to your side, still breathing hard and see your partner looking at you with love in his eyes. He wraps you in his embrace and you both drift off into a blissful sleep, aware of each other's feelings. He feels like home.
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will in this scene my fucking god i need sedating
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Caught Like A Fly ~ SMUT 18+
I'm Bad At Life ~ CAUGHT LIKE A FLY PT 2 (SFW)
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Hannibal Lecter
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Ten Years Of Hannibal~
Will Graham
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Hannibal's Innocent Friend (Will Graham)
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Description: Will meets Hannibal's friend that doesn't have a lot of experience and Will would like to change that.
Warnings: Smut
Word Count:2,790k
She sat across from him at Hannibal’s for dinner in a pretty pink dress. The dress went down just past her butt and it was low cut so her chest was on display. Will couldn’t help but stare. She was so cute. It was odd to him that someone like her was even at someone like Hannibal’s house. Though he really wasn’t complaining. She had a soft and kind voice that sounded like heaven when she spoke. He could listen to her all day. His pants got tight just picturing what her moans would sound like. He watched as she ate that food that Hannibal cooked up for them, wondering if she knew that she might be eating human. He watched intently as she chewed on the food and swallowed. Her eyes trained on Hannibal as he spoke. Will wasn’t listening which almost got him caught. “Will are you enjoying your food?” Hannibal asked him. He nodded and looked at the man. “It’s very delicious.” Hannibal went back talking to Y/N about whatever they were talking about. Will chimed in here and there but couldn’t take his eyes off the innocent beauty across from him. 
When dinner was over Y/N said goodbye and left. Will was sadden by this as he wanted her to stay longer. “So how do you know Y/N?” Will asked Hannibal as they cleaned up. “She was my patient for awhile.” Will hummed. “Pretty thing isn’t she?” Hannibal asked. Will wondered if Hannibal had tried to fuck her before and that’s why she was over tonight. “Yeah she’s very pretty.” He answered trying to seem polite. Though Hannibal wasn’t stupid. He could tell his friend wanted to fuck the girl. The entire time she was over he noticed that Will couldn’t take his eyes off her. Lucky for Will Y/N was oblivious to such things. “You should invite her over to your place.” Hannibal suggested. Will looked over at him to find a smirk on Hannibal’s face. “Why’s that?” Hannibal rolled his eyes. Did he really think that he wouldn’t notice? “You looked at her like you wanted to eat her.” Will’s face turned red. “I certainly don’t want us to have her for dinner.” Hannibal chuckled at his friend’s joke. “You know that’s not what I mean.” Will thought about inviting her over to his house. He really didn’t think he made it so obvious that he was staring at her. But he wanted to stare at her more and the only way for that to happen was to invite her over. 
It was days later that Will saw her again. She was talking to Hannibal in his office. She was wearing a sweater and a skirt. Her hair was down and she had on heels. She looked like a schoolgirl. Will bit his lip as his eyes traveled down her body. She had a cute smile on her face while talking to Hannibal. Will didn’t know what they were talking about but he didn’t care either. “Hi Will.” She said, pulling him out of his thoughts. He noticed Hannibal’s disappearance and smiled at her. “Hello.” He said back. He didn’t know how he would go about inviting her over. “Hanni told me that we are having dinner at your place tomorrow?” That’s how. “Y-Yes we were planning to.” He said trying to keep eye contact with her. She smiled at him and thanked him for inviting her over. They kept a decent conversation going as he was hoping Hannibal would come back into the room before he made a move on her right there. As if god had answered his prayer Hannibal walked back into the room. “Sorry for my disappearance, I brought us wine.” Hannibal held up the bottle. He smirked at Will.
Will and Hannibal were in his kitchen making food for the night. Hannibal had this plan to leave before dinner could happen so he wouldn’t be interrupting Will’s sexual tension. “Just so you are aware I will be leaving before dinner. Tell Y/N I wasn’t feeling well.” He said. Will was relieved that Hannibal wouldn’t be around. Though his nerves rose as he thought about being alone with her. He wasn’t used to thinking like this. 
Hannibal left 5 minutes before Y/N would arrive. Will stared at the door waiting for the knock. His mind was racing with thoughts on how he would go about this. He didn’t wanna scare the poor girl but he had to have her. The way she looked at him all innocent like killed him and he just wanted to destroy her innocence. His hands were sweaty and he kept wiping them with a towel. It was moments later that she knocked on his door. He waited a moment and then got it. He opened the door and almost gasped at what he saw. She was wearing another short dress with a jean jacket. Her hair was curled and pinned a little. He couldn’t help but stare at her. She looked around awkwardly as his eyes traveled down her body. “Come on in.” He said and stepped aside. She thanked him and walked in.
The table was only set for two and she looked at him confused. “Hannibal wasn’t feeling good.” He told her. She nodded but didn’t seem upset. “You have a nice house.” She tells him. He thanks her and pulls out the seat for her. “Thank you.” She says and takes a seat. The silence wasn’t as awkward as he thought it would be. He got the food and brought it to the table. “This looks really good.” She said. Luckily he wasn’t a monster like Hannibal and made something that didn’t have human remains. He watched as she took a bite and hummed. “It’s really good Will.” Those words in a different scenario would make him lose it.
He took a bite of it himself and thought the same thing. They ate in silence for awhile until Will broke it with the question he’s been dying to ask. “So are you and Hannibal together?” He asked her. Her eyes widen and she kinda laughed. “No. Though can’t say he hasn’t tried to get with me before.” She says. “You don’t like him like that?” Will asked. She shook her head. “No.” He nodded. “Do you have a boyfriend?” He asked her. “Nope never had one.” He took that as this innocent persona was real. She didn’t have experience and Will wanted to change that. “What about you Will?” He shook his head and laughed a little. “No but there is this one girl I’ve had my eyes on for awhile.” He told her while he stared with dark lustful eyes. She sat down her fork and looked at him. Noticing his dark stare. Her obliviousness went away as it clicked in her head that he was talking about her.
“Y/N Do you wanna know why I invited you over?” He asked her. She nodded feeling like she already knew the answer. “I can’t get you out of my head. Ever since I saw you at Hannibal’s in that pretty pink dress I just couldn’t help but stare and imagine myself doing dirty things to you.” She gulped at his words. Though she wasn’t uncomfortable. He read her body language. He could tell that his words affected her but not in a bad way. “Would you like that Y/N? For me to do dirty things to you?” He asked licking his lips. She sighed and gulped again. “Will I haven’t done anything like that before.” She confessed looking down at the table. He got up and chuckled walking around to her. “That’s okay baby girl. I actually like that a lot more.” He told her.
She looked up at him and he had the look of lust written all over his face. “What dirty things to you wanna do to me?” She asked him. His eyes almost rolled to the back of his head at the question. He leaned down next to her ear and whispered. “How about you let me show you.” His hand placed on her thigh slowly moving up. Her head fell back against the chair as his hand was under her dress slowly moving up. Her breathing got quicker as his hand got closer and closer to where she needed to be touched. “You’re so fucking beautiful.” He growled as he reached her wet panties. He gasped at how wet she was. “Oh baby you’re soaked.” He chuckled and started rubbing her through them. She let out a moan at the foreign feeling. Nobody has ever touched her there before. It felt nice and like nothing she felt before. “Does that feel good baby?” He asked her. She nodded not being able to talk. She smirked and rubbed faster. Her moans got louder. “Just imagine how it feels without the panties.” He tells her. She gasps at the thought. “Will please.” She whimpered. She wanted him to touch her without the panties. Will knew that but he was enjoying teasing her. “Please what sweetheart?” She whimpered loudly. “Touch me without the panties.” She managed out through whimpers and moans.
He stopped rubbing and moved her panties to the side and watched her face change as he began rubbing her clit. She looked like she was in heaven. His other hand reached up and cupped her breasts. She whined as his finger picked up the pace. She could cum like this. They both knew that but Will wanted her first time having an orgasm to be the best way possible. On his cock. Though the build up he’d give her would help. He moved from rubbing her clit to circling her wet entrance. She gasped as she felt him almost penetrating her. He slowly pushed in his finger groaning at her squeezing his finger. “You’re so tight.” He groaned. He pushed his finger in deep and started moving it in and out of her. Her moans were back to being loud again and her hips were moving. He decided to add another finger. She grasped his arm holding it so she could fuck his fingers. His eyes never left her face. He didn’t wanna miss out on the sexy look she had. He felt her tightening around him more than before. Her breathing got harder and her moans louder. She was gonna cum. Will thought for a minute to let her and just fuck her after but he really wanted her first time cumming to be on his cock. His name started leaving her lips. “Are you close baby?” He asked. She nodded. He pulled both fingers out of her. She opened her eyes to look at him. She wasn’t sure why he stopped.
He pulled his fingers out from under her dress and brought them to his mouth. Without breaking eye contact he put his fingers in her mouth and moaned as his tongue lapped all her juices. “You taste delicious.” He says. She watched in awe as the man licked his fingers clean. After he was done he took her hand and pulled her up from the seat. He cupped her face and leaned down to kiss her. She kissed him back and he pulled her body closer. His hands cupping her ass as he deepened the kiss. She gasped and he took that as an opportunity to shove his tongue in her mouth. His tongue explored her beautiful mouth as his hands moved up her body to the zipper of her dress. She was too into the kiss to realize that he unzipped it. “Take this off.” He mumbled in her mouth. She took off the jacket and let it fall to the floor. He helped her with the dress. Once it was off her body he pulled away from the kiss to look at her body. Her body was perfect. She had on a matching bra with the soaked panties. His eyes traveled from her (small/medium/large) chest to her beautiful stomach and to her covered pussy. She felt self conscious as he stared at her. “You’re so beautiful.” He told her. He told her for the millionth time tonight. Not that she minded.
He stepped closer to her and gripped her panties. He helped her pull them down. Her wet pussy was now on display for him. He wanted to get her naked and stare at her but right now he needed her. He helped her with her bra and it fell to the ground with her other clothes. Her nipples were hard and perky. He ran a finger over one of them and she moaned. “Let’s go to my bedroom so I can fuck you how you deserve.” He tells her. He picks her up and she wraps her legs and arms around him. They lock lips again as he walks to the bedroom. Her hands cupped under his jaw as she deepened the kiss. Once he made it to the bedroom he dropped her on the bed. She watched as he stripped his clothes off keeping eye contact. She looked at his beautiful body in awe like he had done to her. She saw how hard he was through his boxers. Nerves started rising through her body as he pulled them down. His dick was big. She wasn’t sure he’d fit in her. She gulped at the size and he chuckled. “It’s okay I’ll make sure it fits.” He tells her seeing how nervous she looked. He crawled on the bed to where he was over her. She looked up at him as he cupped her face. “I’m gonna make you feel so good baby.” She whimpers at his words.
He doesn’t break eye contact as he takes his cock and strokes it a few times. He lines himself up with her entrance and pushes in slowly. She gives a sharp gasp at the pain of him splitting her in half. Tears well up in her eyes and he wipes them. “Shh baby it’s okay. I’m right here.” He tells her and kisses her. He tried to be slow so he wouldn’t hurt her. She felt tight and warm. Her whimpers and groans stopped once he was inside of her fully. He stayed put as she adjusted to his size. She looked at him and nodded. He started slowly thrusting. The pain was still there but it subsided to pleasure. His hips still moved at a slower pace. Her little moans turned into louder ones as the pleasure took over. “Will faster please.” She whimpered. His hips started moving faster and faster. His head dropped to her neck to hide his groans. She felt amazing, better than he could have ever imagined. The room was filled with her gasps and loud moans. Both of them are breathing hard. She wrapped her arms around him and her nails dug into his back. He moaned at the feeling. She started moving her hips in rhythm with his. “Fuck sweetheart you fell incredible.” He groaned in her ear. She moaned at his words. “Will it feels so good.” She cries. He felt himself get closer and closer to the edge. Her loud moans and her clenching around him made him almost lose it. She was getting close too. She whined his name loudly as he started pounding in her really fast. The bed started making noise with all the deep movements. “Will i’m close.” She whined and sobbed as he lift his head to watch her. “Cum for me baby.” He whispered and kissed her.
Her legs started to shake as the orgasm took over her body. She screamed his name loudly. He watched her face as she fell apart. The look on her face as she came was perfect to him. Her eyes rolled back and her mouth opened in a perfect o shape. It triggered his release. He moaned her name as he came in her filling her up. He moved his hips helping her ride out her orgasm. Her body felt numb and weak as she came down from her high. Her breathing was hard and fastened. Will stayed inside of her and watched her carefully. She opened her eyes to look at him and she gave him a little smile. “Thank you Will.” He nodded and kissed her neck. “Anytime baby.” He smiled.
He stayed inside of her as they kept kissing for awhile. His phone went off interrupting their aftercare. He sighed and pulled out of her making her gasp. Her grabbed his phone and answered it. “Hello.” “So Will how was she?” Hannibal asked the man. Will smirked everything and every feeling coming back to him making him hard again. He planned to ruin her over and over again.        
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He Who Hunts These Woods
Will Graham x Fem!Reader
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Summary: You and Will decide to get a little experimental, and he chases you through the woods surrounding his cabin.
WC: 2.4k words
Warnings: SMUT (MINORS DNI 18+ ONLY), Primal play, predator/prey, cnc-ish, cursing, some knifeplay, p in v, biting, fingering, unprotected sex (don't try at home), DARK stuff ig, lmk if anything else!
Special tag for @glitchedpup :> mwahaha
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A sudden noise made you stop in your tracks, clicking your flashlight off. You listened for a few heartbeats, head cocked to the side like an animal’s.
Your breath was deep but labored as you tried to stifle the panic running hot throughout your body. You knew you were being followed, but that certainly did nothing to soothe you.
The forest's darkness was almost impenetrable, like a living entity. Every cracking branch or rustling foliage made you jump, your heart rate skyrocketing each time. You weren’t sure how long you had been at this, time seemingly inexistent in this place. Especially when adrenaline had a firm grip on you, waxing and waning like liquid flame in your veins.
Though you considered yourself to be pretty open-minded, a part of you was beginning to regret agreeing to this. Mostly because you were getting tired and antsy, half wishing you’d opted to ride him on the couch back at his cabin, instead of running around.
But there was something about the fear, the anticipation, that wasn’t entirely torturous. Especially since you were well aware of who was hunting you.
Will had been kind enough to give you a head start at the beginning of all this. He knew these woods like the back of his hand, so he definitely could find you with ease. But where was the excitement in that?
This was precisely how he wanted you, vulnerable and hyperaware, completely at his mercy. All you had to do was surrender to your fate… Which you knew you would, but not just yet. This thrill – this cursed amalgamation of agony and ecstasy – made you feel more alive than ever before. And you were greedy, yes, for you wanted to feel this way as long as you could.
When the coast seemed to be clear, you clicked your flashlight back on, if only to gather your bearings. You had to be pretty sparse with it, given that you’d be much easier to spot if you left it on at all times. There’d been a couple of moments where you felt you were being watched, the heavy gaze like a smoldering caress on your skin.
You were lucky that Will was such a patient man, laser-focused in his pursuit of something he wanted. He was the perfect hunter, relentless, cunning, hungry. You thought of his teeth on your neck, his tongue right on your frantic pulse. Might he be merciful and swift? Or would he savor it, biding his time?
You shivered at the possibilities, goosebumps running down your arms. This was the kind of play that you two had been floating back and forth for some time. It was interesting – but sort of odd – in theory, but it was an awakening in practice. It let Will fully be himself, holding nothing back from you; The man Hannibal helped set free.
The two of you had discussed boundaries and safewords beforehand, but you trusted him fully. If it were with anybody else – except for Hannibal, of course – you would never have agreed to go through with it at all.
You moved hastily but carefully, keeping your arms out to keep yourself from running into things. Amidst the trees, he watched you stumble about, smirking to himself. He was hot on your heels, had been for a while now, but not yet he told himself.
A myriad of thoughts ran through Will’s mind – how he wanted to taste you, what sounds he wanted to elicit from you, the feel of the firm press of his body against yours. He felt like a madman when it came to you; A hunger that could never be sated.
He was more than fine with sharing you with Hannibal – you were both of theirs, after all – but he cherished these moments in which he had you all to himself. You saw him for who he was, too, and you embraced him. He never felt like he was being judged or that he had to hide from you.
He continued trailing you down to a small stream, the soft gurgling of the water filling your ears. You squatted near the edge, needing a break – and perhaps rending yourself totally vulnerable.
You splashed some water on your face, washing off the thin sheen of sweat that dotted your brow and the bridge of your nose. A figure of pure darkness emerged soundlessly from the trees behind you. An awareness spread throughout your body in the shape of goosebumps, and you suppressed a shiver.
“What do we have here?” Will’s voice was like smoke and velvet, a blessing and a curse all at once.
You stiffened, trying not to jump out of your own skin. Your heart was jackhammering against your ribcage painfully, and you knew you had only a few precious seconds to react. It was up to you how the rest of this night would unfold, after all.
You heard the crunch of leaves as he took a step closer, and that made you spring into action. You ran, legs pumping as hard as they could, muscles burning. Dodging obstacles was much harder, especially when you could barely even focus on where you stepped. You heard him chasing after you, getting closer and closer and closer. You whimpered, near delirious with the adrenaline.
Then, your foot caught on an overgrown branch and you stumbled, the world blurring at the edges. You threw your arms out, bracing against a tree to break your fall. You were panting heavily, your head spinning, and Will stopped mere inches away from you. Of course, you’d never be able to escape him, he was much faster than you. He clicked his tongue, barely breathing hard from the run. 
“It must not be your lucky day,” he said. “But it certainly is mine.”
“Please.” You breathed, falling easily into the role of prey.
You felt his warmth at your back as he stepped even closer, and you resisted the urge to push your ass back against him, wanting to see what he would do first.
“What is it, darling?” he purred, tucking an errant strand of your hair behind your ear. “Don’t tell me you’re scared.”
You wanted to shake your head, to try to be defiant, but there was something about his demeanor that gave you pause. Instead, all you could say was, “Have mercy.”
He chuckled darkly, and you felt his breath against your neck. “And if I don’t? What will you do, hmm?”
That was when you did fight back, jerking against him. He was momentarily taken aback, and you’d barely managed to escape his grasp before he roughly pulled you back to him. The two of you wrestled for dominance as his arms snaked around you tightly.
“Oh yeah? You want to play rough?” He snarled, one of his hands going to your neck, pinning you further. “I’ll show you rough.”
You thrashed and attempted to kick, but your strength was quickly waning. It was no use; He was much stronger than you as well. Did you even have another choice but to give in?
It was already hard not to, seeing how your body reacted to him. You felt so close to igniting– him being the flame to your kerosene. He knew this too, and he planned to use it in his favor.
Will began tearing at your t-shirt, ripping it apart with frantic hands. When he brought out his hunting knife, you stopped moving, watching instead as he sawed at your bra. Both garments fell to the ground unceremoniously, and the crisp night air nipped at your exposed flesh, making you shiver.
“You knew what would happen when I caught you, didn’t you?” He taunted, holding his knife over your neck – lightly of course, but just enough to make things interesting – and groping your breasts roughly. When he pinched one of your aching nipples, you couldn’t help the loud mewl that escaped your lips. “Or did you think you could outsmart me? Surely, you’re not that naïve.”
“I lasted… a while… did I not?” You said slowly, faking bravado despite the fact you were afraid the blade might nick your throat.
He chuckled once more, amused at your stubbornness. “Oh, we’ll see just how long you’ll last now.”
He withdrew the knife and wrestled you to the ground, even as you tried hard to keep your footing. His knee connected with the back of yours, and you fell forward on all fours, the breath momentarily knocked out of you. But you still had some fight in you, so you tried to scramble forward, but he was on you in a flash, pinning your legs between his.
“Please…” You rasped, nails scratching at the dirt. “Let me go.”
“Never,” He growled, leaning forward and biting your shoulder hard enough to make you cry out. “You’re fucking mine, do you understand!? You belong to me.”
There was a desperate heat pooling in your lower abdomen, and you squirmed pathetically against his firm grip. He licked at your shoulder, chasing away the sting, before moving to rake his teeth once more against the side of your throat. Your eyes screwed shut, and you held your breath to keep yourself from moaning.
“Say it,” he breathed in your ear, fingers digging into the flesh of your hips, sure to leave bruises. “Say you’re mine.”
“Y-yours…” You whispered, barely able to find your voice.
“What’s that? I can’t hear you,” He urged, pulling you back and grinding his clothed erection against you. “Louder.”
You hesitated, debating whether to continue being a little bratty. But before you could decide, Will yanked your pants and underwear down in one rough, quick motion– fully baring you to the night. The next moment, his hand came down on your ass once, twice, three times, the strikes swift but savage. You shrieked with each one, but despite the pain, you found yourself clenching around nothing.
“I’m yours!” You cried out. “All yours.”
“There’s a good girl. Scream all you want, sweetness, no one’s around to hear it.” He cooed, cruelly saccharine. “And now, I’m going to claim what’s mine.”
He pushed your head to the ground, keeping it there with one hand. Your cheek was pressed against a bed of damp leaves, back not so gracefully arched and ass still in the air. You heard the clink of his belt being undone, and the rustle of clothes as he pushed down his own pants.
Then his fingers went to your pussy, spreading it for his own appraisal. You could hear the lewd sounds of your arousal as he continued exploring, circling your clit torturously slow – Just the way you liked to be teased. Involuntarily, you pushed your hips back, seeking more friction. He tsked in disapproval, withdrawing his fingers a little.
“Eager thing. Does the idea of me claiming you excite you?” He said.
Your body tensed as two of his fingers sank into the molten heat of your cunt, and he hummed in utter delight. “My, my…And you’re absolutely soaked. I thought you wanted me to let you go?”
Your face and neck flushed deeply with shame. Of course, you wanted him – my God, you were absolutely ravenous for him – but he seemed to be using this desire against you. To show you just how easily he could get you to yield.
He pumped his fingers in and out of you, but just when he was getting to a steady rhythm, he pulled them out. You grit your teeth in frustration, but did not make a sound beyond your hissing breath.
“You know what I think? I think you never wanted mercy at all. You wanted to be ravaged,” he said, shifting his body to line the head of his cock with your entrance, barely pushing in. “And I’m more than happy to oblige.”
Without warning, Will fully slammed into you, your body rocking forward.
“Oh fuck!” You wailed, attempting to brace yourself, an electric jolt racing through your veins.
“Keep your head down.” He growled, his hands gripping your hips once more.
His strokes were hard and fast– perhaps punishing you for running away. His hips slapped against yours loudly, your unrestrained moans fueling him on. He felt impossibly deep at that angle, like he was literally rearranging your insides, leaving his imprint on you.
“Oh, you take me so well, don’t you?” He praised, and you felt pride swell in your chest. “Say it again: Who do you belong to?”
“I-I’m yours!” You managed between whimpers. “All yours!”
He momentarily stopped only to pull you up, your back pressed against his chest. One of his hands trailed up your front, pawing at one of your breasts, while the other snaked down to your clit. His relentless rhythm resumed soon enough, deft fingers stroking your clit up and down, up and down. Your back arched, eyes rolling to the back of your head, but he held you close.
He nibbled on your earlobe, and you were putty in his hands. Your cunt was clenching him hard, and he knew you were right there. “That’s it, good girl. Come all over my cock.”
And as he shifted his hips slightly, you tumbled into oblivion, nothing existing outside of the rolling waves of pleasure washing over you. Your mind went fully blank for a moment, your body’s singing overpowering it. His name left your lips like a prayer for salvation, over and over again – Will, Will, Will….
Not a moment later, you heard his growl in your ear, felt the heat that suddenly flooded your cunt. Once more, he branded you, his essence entwining with yours. Once more he made sure that you understood that nobody – except maybe Hannibal – could give you such pleasure, such sweet agony. Not that you needed convincing, but you weren’t about to refuse it either.
The two of you were breathing hard as you came down from your mind-numbing orgasms. Immediately, Will regained himself, and he set out to comfort you. He kissed your shoulders, your neck, your temple, making sure you understood how much you meant to him.
“Was I too rough?” He asked, stroking your arms soothingly as he unsheathed himself from you, leaving you achingly empty.
He took his jacket off, draping it over your shoulders, and pulled you back into a comfortable embrace. Nothing had ever felt more like home – the scent of his sweat-slick skin, musky and earthy, the fit of his frame around yours. It was almost narcotic, the way he made you feel.
There’s nothing you wouldn’t do for him.
“No, my love,” You sighed dreamily, nuzzling him, and kissing his jaw. “You were absolutely perfect.”
And no words had ever rang more true.
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softieekayy · 2 years
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Scream
Will Graham x reader
Word count: 373
Warnings: smut
Will Graham was something, he was reclusive and lived out in the middle of nowhere with his girlfriend, but it was good. Sometimes, they needed the quiet. Just to have fun. Will’s meaning of fun was making his girlfriend scream until her throat was sore and you couldn’t talk anymore. But right now, they were busy and not at home, this was inappropriate, so inappropriate.
Maybe it was the way your boyfriend’s puppy dog eyes were filled with lust when he saw you or his fleeting touches. It didn’t matter now. All you could think of was how good you felt with the way Will’s cock rammed into you perfectly. “What baby, you can’t speak, my cock fucking you too dumb?” His words only made you mewl. Will chuckled at that, only increasing his pace. His mouth found home on your neck and his wet hot kisses only caused you to clench tighter around him. He hissed at that, the way your wet, hot channel felt around his dick and the way it was choking him, Will nearly can there and then. However he couldn’t.
His fingers found your clit and he began rubbing fast circles on it. The stimulation was too much for you. The loud moan that left you was quickly covered by your hand until Will stopped. A disappointed whine left you and he spoke, “Louder, I want them to hear you.” That alone made you whine and your moans unconcealed. If anyone paid close attention to the stall that Will had crammed you in, they would hear the lewd sound of how wet you were. His fingers found home on your clit again and this time his pace was faster than before and his cock hitting that perfect spot that made you see stars.
“Come on baby, cum for me.” His own words were coming out in grunts as he chased his own high. Will was close and your breaking point was a final perfectly aimed thrust that had you cumming with a sob, your thighs shaking around him and his hips still thrusting into your softly, overstimulating you. You could feel his cum leak out of you around his cock.
Tagging: @shawty-writes-a-little @deathly-dreamless
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voxmortuus · 9 months
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Please could you do Will Graham x fem reader where she's kidnapped by him but he treats her so well? Like he is madly in love w her and even tho she doesn't like being kidnapped, she accepts her reality and starts to get along well with Will? And he's happy because maybe she can start feeling the same that him.
Smut and fluffy/angsty please! I love your work
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►PAIRING: Will Graham X F!Reader ►UNIVERSE: Hannibal ►WORDS: 1.1k ►SUMMARY/PROMPT: See Above. ►SONG INSPIRATION: Obsessed by Elle Lexxa ►TRIGGER WARNINGS: Angsty Reader | Fluffy Will | Unprotected Vaginal Penetration | Acceptance of situation - Stockholm Syndrome | I may be missing some, but you get a general idea, so please proceed with caution if there is anything in there that is overly triggering please let me know politely and I will make sure it is added to the list. ►NOTE: Hello Anon Requester and Reader. So in a previous post I had stated I will no longer be taking on Hannibal and Hannibal character requests until further notice. However, this request would finish up my series of Obsession. So for you and for the sake of finishing my series, I will fill this request and make it my third and final part of Obsession. You can read part one and part two in the links next to the masterlist. Sorry if this isn't what you expected, or had envisioned yourself, I apologize. But I hope you enjoyed my vision. ►IMAGE & DIVIDER CREDIT: @nyxvuxoa ►My Master Masterlist | Hannibal Masterlist | Obsession Pt. 1 Obsession Pt. 2
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You were just as lost then as you are now. You had no idea what was happening, but you were feeling it. You were feeling it deep, this sense of acceptance over everything. Maybe Will wasn't so bad, maybe there was good to him, after all, you never wanted for anything, you never needed anything, and anything you ever desired besides escaping you've gotten. The way you take your toast with a little extra jam on the bottom corner for your first bite, or how you take your coffee with a little pinch of cinnamon in the grinds before brewing. He took note of all of this, and you never felt unsafe with him. He never hurt you. All he's ever wanted was to love you, and for you to love him and here you are questioning the very same thing.
Knocking at your door he peeks in and looks at you with such a kind loving smile. "Good morning. How did you sleep?" He asks you.
Nodding you give a small smile tucking some hair away from your face. "I slept alright, thank you. Coffee? Maybe I can, I don't know, join you for breakfast this time instead of eating in here? The room is starting to smell like breakfast lunch and dinner." You give a small smile and a soft chuckle.
Will's eyes light up and he looks over you and with an eager nod he looked over you and gave you a genuine loving smile. Swallowing your pride, you give him a smile back and search his face. He seemed kind, caring even. You didn't want to judge but it was like you couldn't help it. He kidnapped you after all, but there was just something so soft and somber behind his eyes. You could feel that he could really do damage if he chose to, but he didn't. He didn't hurt you; he didn't want to. He's been nothing short of sweet with you.
You reach for him and look over him and give him a sweet smile and he takes your hand and kisses your hand gently before he unlocks your ankle from the chain and leads you to the kitchen. Sitting you down he smiles.
"Coffee? What would you like for breakfast?" He asked.
"Coffee sounds perfect. Breakfast... blueberry pancakes? With sausage on the side and an egg?" You ask with a small smile. "I can help if you'd like." You offer.
Looking at you he tilts his head and smiles nodding. "I'd like that."
Making your way over to the counter, it felt good to stretch your legs and do something other than reading, or sketching, even pacing your room was growing exhausting. You would attempt to see if he can take you out back to his beautiful garden later. But right now. Right now, you just wanted to enjoy doing something different after what seemed like days.
Taking a moment to watch him, you feel this urge to reach out and touch him. Looking up at him you smile. He looks over you, but it was this urge to reach out a little more. Pushing past, you start to realize a little more about him that was deeper, it was a deeper acceptance of things, you realize you're really not going anywhere.
"I want you to make love to me Will..." You state, almost hesitant, but genuine. "In your bed..." you add.
He stops and looks at you, tilting his head, a little concerned, but there was something in your eyes that spoke truth. He knew what this was, but he was also blinded by his own wants, needs, and desires. His utter infatuation with you.
He pulls you close and kisses you deeply. In a fever you wrap your arms around him and pull him even closer, your hands in his hair. Bending slightly, he picks you up, wrapping your legs around him as he takes you to his room.
Laying you upon his bed he looks over you as you toss your night shirt to the side and you sit up, reaching forward and pull at his pajama pants as he strips his shirt off and tosses it to the side. Dropping his pants, he scoots you further up on the bed, so your head rests on the pillows.
"Are you sure?" He asks. The first time he's asked for consent, but you know what, you were willing this time.
You look at him and nod. "I'm sure." you whisper as you press your lips to his and pull him closer.
Pressing your hips up toward him, you feel his member against your flesh, and you let out a soft whimper and a heavy breath. The kiss deepens. Feeling him stiffen against your warm, damp, needing core you whimper again and roll your hips against the stiffing flesh and with a small adjustment he slips his member between your heavenly folds, and he lets out a groan.
Feeling the way he stretches you, you let out a soft moaning whimper as you arch into him, your nails rake across his back up to his shoulders. His lips press against yours in a small fit of fever. With each thrust the grunts and groans matched.
He made your body feel hot, tingly, wanted even. Why did you not see this before? Maybe it was because it wasn't under your terms, but now, now this was your terms and it felt different. You could get more used to this than what you are now.
The roll of your hips matched the press of his in perfect unison, the moans from your lips bounced off the walls and it only fueled him even more. The way he filled you caused you to want more. You were absolutely lost in this moment, craving more you widen your hips and lose yourself completely to him.
While the act itself was intoxicating, what fueled you more was feeling that pining for a finish, feeling it swell within your core you clench your legs around him pulling him deeper into you. Letting out a seductive lustful scream in raw pleasure you feel this orgasm consume you. But it was when you felt him press deeper into you releasing his hot ribbons of seed, feeling them coat your walls you let out another trembling fluttering moan that fills the room.
After a few moments you both look at each other and you smile a somber calm loving smile. "Breakfast?" you ask.
With a chuckle he nods and carries you to the kitchen, setting you on the counter, his seed oozing from you as he smirks. It was this moment you realize that this man, you were going to enjoy the company of a little more than before. This moment right here that he knew you were going to be with him forever.
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