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Title: Feeling the Afterglow
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Fandom: Hannibal
Rating: PG-13
Table: 8, 50ficlets
Prompt: 29, Afterglow
Author's Note: This is a 50-ficlet AU series for Will/Hannibal. In this universe, the two of them are deeply in love with each other, though neither knows quite how to bring that love out into the open.
Disclaimer: This is entirely a product of my own imagination, and I make no profit from it. I do not own the lovely Hannibal Lecter or Will Graham, unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while. Please do not sue.


Hannibal sat at his desk, a smile curving his lips as he perused the papers there. He had wanted to get some work done this morning; he knew that with Will here, and after what they had done last night, he wouldn't be able to concentrate very well today.

He had no patients, so it would be a quiet day. But he'd had these papers that he needed to go over, and then he could put work aside for the day.

He wanted to enjoy being with Will. Work could wait, Hannibal told himself firmly. For today, since there were no patients scheduled, he didn't have to think about work; he could enjoy spending the day with his boyfriend, and revel in their new closeness.

The afterglow of their lovemaking was still with him.

Just the thought of all that they had done the night before, the remembrance of Will's reactions, could bring a satisfied smile to his face.

No other had ever made him feel the way that Will did. He had to admit that he'd had quite a few lovers in the past, but he had looked at very few of them as real lovers. He had been fond of a few of them, but he hadn't been in love with any of them.

No, he hadn't known love until he had met Will and had fallen head over heels for the beautiful young man who now filled his heart and his arms.

He wanted to keep Will in his heart, in his arms, and in his bed for the rest of their lives. He wanted Will by his side always; he wanted the love they shared to grow and develop, to have the chance to become even stronger over the years that they would share.

Of course, there were things in his life that he couldn't share with Will, Hannibal thought with a frown. There were secrets that he would have to keep.

But hw didn't think that would be too much of a problem for him.

Still, there might come a time when it was hard for him to keep secrets from Will. That would pose a large problem, but it was in the future.

He wasn't going to worry about that now, Hannibal told himself firmly. He was merely going to remember last night; he was going to focus on the memory of Will gazing up at him, those intense blue eyes hazy with the light of love.

Hannibal closed his eyes, leaning back in his chair, remembering the look in those eyes, remembering how it had felt to make love to Will.

He knew that his young lover would want to go back to Wolf Trap today, as he needed to feed his dogs and let them out. Maybe he would go along.

After all, tomorrow was Sunday. There was no reason for him not to spend the night at Will's home -- he had no plans of his own, and no reason to stay here when he didn't have patients the next day. Besides, he'd like to spend some time at Will's home.

He had been there before, of course, and he liked the place. It was a bit rustic for his taste, but then, he had always preferred the city to country living.

But Will loved it there, so he would, as well.

He wanted to stay there tonight, and make love to Will again, in his own bed, in his own home. He wanted Will to be comfortable with having him there.

And he wanted to awaken tomorrow morning in Will's bed, with the sun coming into the windows and Will lying in his arms. He wanted that same afterglow to surround them, the warmth and love and passion that he knew he would always associate with his lover.

He would be sure to bring along some cooking utensils, and some of his own food. Nothing out of the ordinary, though. He wasn't sure Will was ready for that.

Hannibal resolutely pushed those thoughts aside; he didn't want them to cloud his mind. That was his own life, his own secret, a side of himself that he couldn't reveal to anyone, not even Will. Especially not to Will. He was sure that if he did, it would be disastrous.

He would lose Will if his boyfriend knew those secrets. Will's sense of right and wrong was too strongly developed for him not to back away in horror.

He didn't like keeping secrets from his lover. But there was no help for it.

If he wanted to keep feeling that marvelous afterglow, then there were secrets that must be kept, things that Will could never know. He wasn't going to risk Will finding out all of the things that he kept so carefully hidden. He couldn't take that risk.

Losing Will wasn't an option .Not now, and not ever. Oh, it might happen one day, far in the future. But he hoped not. He hoped they would stay together for all of their lives.

Hannibal raised his head, smiling as he heard Will's soft footstep on the stairs. His love would be here in just a few moments, and with any luck, he would still have those stars in his eyes from last night, bringing the sweet afterglow of their passion to brilliant life.