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Come as you are	By : darkangel985 Category: S through Z > Silence of the Lambs/Hannibal/Red Dragon > Hannibal/Will Views: 8441 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I've had a massive
writer's block, but I think it's slowly getting better. Thanks go to
Raven Black, Silent Screamer, Kikvws, tenshi and Maiafay for leaving
me wonderful reviews.

Maiafay: It's WIP,
otherwise I wouldn't keep you waiting this long.

Chapter 13 – Nights at Florence

Hannibal's flat was
located at the edge of a small park, not far from the river Arno.
Eager to get back to what they had started at the opera Will could
barely stand the few long seconds his lover needed to unlock the door
to his flat.

While coming back from
the opera they had stopped at Will's hotel, fetching the suitcase
that was now carelessly thrown aside as Hannibal pressed his lover
against the inside of his door, ravishing his lips in a hungry kiss.

Allowing his hands to
bury themselves in Hannibal's hair Will locked one of his legs around
the doctor's waist, pushing his hips forward and rubbing their
erections together. Their pants offered wonderful friction while
their tongues were locked in an erotic dance, sliding and twisting
around each other.

Finally breaking the
kiss Hannibal began to walk backwards, his mouth sliding from his
lover's lips over to his ear and softly biting down on the sensitive
lobe. Will moaned loudly, his hands falling from the doctor's head to
his shoulders, frantically clutching for something to hold on to.
Hannibal was once again driving him out of his mind with his kisses
and little bites alone, almost instinctively finding every sensitive
spot Will's face and neck offered.

The profiler didn't
notice that they had reached the bedroom until Hannibal broke their
passionate embrace, sitting down on the edge of the bed and beckoning
Will to join him. Not needing to be invited twice he straddled the
doctor's hips, once again joining their lips in a passionate kiss.

Will allowed Hannibal
to take control of the kiss, enjoying the hungry way the doctor's
tongue seemed to map ever little crevice of his mouth. For too long
he had had to keep his desires secret, to pretend that he feared the
man he was completely in love with. But not anymore. Now Will once
again was free to give himself up completely, to allow the doctor to
ravish his body.

A moan slipped from his
lips as Hannibal pinched his nipple through the thin material of his
shirt, sending a pleasant shiver down his spine. His breath ghosted
over Will's ear in a hissed whisper, commanding the FBI agent to
undress.

Pressing another quick
kiss to his lover's lips Will complied, enjoying the way Hannibal's
eyes followed his every movement as he got up. Taking another step
backwards he began to sway his hips slightly, his hands stroking down
his shirt and teasing his hardened nipples. He could feel the
doctor's eyes slide over his body, the feeling heightening his own
excitement and lust tremendously.

Delicious. The way his
beloved moved was perfect, just like his mind was. Hannibal could
have watched for hours, enjoying every inch of skin that Will slowly
peeled out of his clothes. But he doubted that his young lover had
the patience for such games, at least at the moment. They had been
separated for too long and his own lust and impatience were growing.
Never taking his eyes off Will's body Hannibal crawled backwards on
the bed, lying down on the luxurious cushions.

Crossing his hands
behind his head he waited, silently handing control over to Will. For
a moment the profiler had puzzled why Hannibal would allow him to
lead when he had always been the powerful one in the past, but then
again their relationship had changed so much that their old roles
seemed very insignificant now.

“We're equals, Will. I never
wanted to control you in the past and I don't want that now. I want
you to be free and yourself.” Having finished reassuring his
hesitant lover Hannibal closed his eyes, a
sign of trust he would never exhibit for anyone except
Will.

And Will knew that too.
Emboldened by the display the profiler crawled onto the bed, letting
his eyes roam over Hannibal's body quite greedily while he straddled
the doctor's hips. This was what he had wanted, to belong to the
doctor and to have him in return. Leaning forward Will let his tongue
trace the shell of Hannibal's ear, drawing a slight shiver out of the
older man. “I am free.”

His hands were eager to
unbutton Hannibal's shirt and finally get to his lover's skin, but
Will held himself back and took his time. He hadn't
really had the pleasure of studying the doctor's body since he had
been too lost in his pleasure during their first time together to
truly pay attention to Hannibal's body. But now he studied every inch
of skin that he revealed, tracing it with his lips and tongue and
committing the texture to memory.

Wonderful. The doctor's
skin was smooth, smelling of a heady mixture of expensive body lotion
and sweat. Will could have spend hours just drinking up the wonderful
scent, but his attention was drawn to a pink nipple, already hardened
into a tiny, firm nub. His hand took care of the last couple of
buttons as Will lowered his mouth, circling the nipple with his
tongue in a light teasing caress. Hannibal's reaction was merely a
tiny twitch, not enough for Will.

He wanted the doctor to
loose his calm composure, to come apart with lust. Taking the nub
into his mouth he began to roll the other
nipple between his fingers, rhythmically pinching it. He let his
teeth drag over Hannibal's skin, finally drawing a small moan.

A little triumphant
smile flitting over his lips Will slid lower, curiously regarding the
scars he found on Hannibal's flank. Odd that it never had occurred
to him that the doctor too would bear scars of the night he had died,
but now that he saw them Will was inexplicably glad. He had tried to
forget that fateful night for such a long
time, blaming Hannibal for everything that had happened. But as he
now traced the faded lines with his index finger he realized that he
had lied to himself. Things could have gone differently, but his
choices had set the course they had taken in the end.

“They are memories to me just
like they are to you.” In the past Will had found Hannibal's
ability to know exactly what he had been thinking scary, but now it
felt ultimately intimate and comforting, as if for a few moments
their minds were joined instead of belonging to two separate persons.

Focusing back on what
he had been doing Will abandoned the scars, letting his tongue circle
Hannibal's bellybutton while he opened the doctor's pants. Sliding
them down he finally had the chance to take a look at his lover's
cock, red and swollen with desire.

Licking his lips Will
hesitated for barely a second before taking the tip into his mouth,
teasing the slit with his tongue. The drop of pre-cum he found there
was lapped up greedily, while he focused his hands on pushing
Hannibal's pants down.

His own cock was
throbbing in needy anticipation, but he forced it down, trying to
focus completely on the smooth texture of Hannibal's dick. Slowly
letting his lips slide lower he drew another moan from the doctor as
his tongue traced the underside of the older man's cock.

Encouraged by the small
sound of pleasure he had gotten Will relaxed his throat muscles,
taking his lover fully into his mouth. Another moan was his reward as
he began a steady suction, trying his best to drive Hannibal over the
edge.

His fingers had
wandered lower, locating the puckered entrance that lead into
Hannibal's body. Will felt the need to sheath
himself there instantly, but he kept himself under control. His index
finger began to circle the tight ring while his mouth kept up the
steady suction on his lover's cock. A tube of lube suddenly landed in
his line of sight, a silent command of what Hannibal wanted him to
do.

Not letting his lover's
cock slip from his mouth Will coated his fingers, smearing a liberal
amount of fluid around the tight sphincter. Hannibal moaned as the
first finger was pushed into his body, the sensation not new, but not
felt for a long while.

It was a wonderful
addition the the sensations on his erection, Will's mouth stroking
him perfectly. His beloved agent added a second finger, scissoring
them slightly to stretch him. Another moan slipped over his lips, his
hold on his tight control over himself slipping a little. He rarely
let go of himself completely, always keeping most of his composure,
but Will's fingers and tongue were driving
him towards the edge and he couldn't help but gasp loudly as the
profiler's clever fingers finally found his prostate.

Unwilling to allow Will
to torture him for much longer Hannibal commanded. “Let me turn
over, Will.” He would have liked to watch Will's face as his
beloved sheathed himself in his body, but
he wasn't as young and flexible as he had been in the past. Will
placed a last kiss on the tip of his weeping cock before taking his
fingers out and allowing Hannibal to get onto his knees.

The FBI agent could
have come from the sight alone, Hannibal naked, aroused and on his
knees in front of him. He hadn't known himself to get
off on displays of submission, but the way the doctor spread his legs
looked too enticing.

Quickly slathering
his cock with lube, Will placed his hands on the doctor's hips,
nudging the stretched entrance with his
eager dick. It was a minuscule movement,
but Will saw Hannibal press himself backwards, not needing a second
invitation to slowly push inside.

A moan slipped from his
lips as tight heat enveloped his cock, pleasure so much better than
anything he had felt in a long time, maybe even ever. Hannibal was
moaning too, the doctor's cool composure flushed away by passion as
he tried to squirm and get Will to move.

The profiler would have
liked to watch his lover's squirming for a little longer, but his own
need forced him to pull out and plunge in again, a small scream his
reward as he found the right angle and hit Hannibal's prostate.

His hand sneaked around
the doctor's hips as the speed of his thrusts increased, their
movements in perfect sync with each other. His pleasure was mounting,
reaching higher and higher as he pressed his lips to Hannibal's
shoulder, tracing his shoulder blade.

Hannibal's moan almost
sounded like his name as the doctor's seed spilled over his hand, the
muscles of his anal channel rippling and driving Will over the edge
to join his lover in an orgasmic haze. Will pulled out and sank down
next to his lover as Hannibal's legs gave out and he fell down onto
the mattress, already asleep.

Grinning at having
managed to exhaust the energetic man Will snuggled as close to
Hannibal's body as possible, pulling the
blanket up to cover both of their bodies.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~+~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Clarice stopped the
surveillance tape she was watching, a
triumphant smile spreading over her face. As soon as she had arrived
at Florence she had contacted her Italian colleagues,
demanding the surveillance tapes of all theaters
and operas in Florence.

It had taken her four
hours until she had finally gotten lucky, but now a clear image of
Hannibal was on her screen, his face relaxed and smiling as he
chatted with a well-dressed young couple. Listening closely Clarice
found that the woman called Hannibal Dr. Fell, giving her the secret
identity her target had assumed.

Stopping the recording
Clarice put the video away, not knowing that had she continued to
watch a little longer she would have seen Will enter the theater
and the two of them leaving together. But she hadn't bothered, thus
believing that she would find Hannibal before Will could
get to him. All she needed was the right address.

TBC...
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