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Title: A Symbol of Desire
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Fandom: Hannibal
Rating: PG-13
Author's Note: Sequel to "Cry in the Sun."
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 propped himself up on one elbow, looking down at the young man sprawled beside him.

This was what he had planned when he had come here, the taking of Will's virginity, the first action that would solder the young man firmly to him. But now he wondered if he had been too eager.

Would it have been better to wait a while? Was this too soon? He couldn't help feeling that even though Will had wanted him enough to give his body, there was still a wall between them, still a portion a Will that would hold back from him, that didn't trust him enough for full disclosure.

Well, he would just have to work on that, he told himself. If Will trusted him enough for them to make love, then he trusted enough for other things, as well.

It would simply take more work on Hannibal's part, that was all.

This had been exactly what he had wanted, and things had gone just as he'd visualized they would. Will had given himself over, joyfully and completely.

Well, perhaps not completely. He could still sense that the young man was holding something of himself back, but that could simply be Will's way of doing things.

It would more than likely take a while to gain Will's complete trust, even though they were now closer than they had ever been. They would grow even closer, and this wall that he could sense separating them would come tumbling down. It would be his most important project, making that wall crumble to dust.

He wanted no barriers between himself and Will. They had removed their physical barriers today, but there were still others, larger ones, that needed to be obliterated.

Once all of those walls were gone, then Will would be his. He could hardly wait for the day when he would look into those blue eyes and see nothing but love and compliance there.

Will was already his. He just had to make sure that Will stayed his.

This little interlude had been absolutely wonderful, Hannibal thought to himself, allowing a smile to spread over his features. Better than he'd thought it would be.

He had imagined having to coax Will into making love, thinking that the young man would balk at the idea. But Will had thrown himself into it with a marvelous abandon.

Will was much more sensual than he could ever have imagined he would be. It had been a pleasant surprise, even if he could sense that there was a part of Will that had been holding back. That really wasn't unusual, though. After all, it had been his first time.

In a way, Hannibal felt somewhat humbled to realize that Will had wanted to be with him enough to allow him to be his first lover. It was symbol of the young man's trust -- and his desire.

Will had wanted him just as much as he wanted Will. Theirs was a mutual desire, one that Hannibal was sure would only continue to grow and flourish as time went on.

Absently, he trailed a fingertip down Will's bare chest, circling one rosy nipple until it was erect. "Was that as good for you as it was for me?" he murmured, not really needing to ask the question, but wanting to hear Will say the words, to stroke his ego a bit. "I thought it was .... incredible."

Will nodded, his blue eyes focused on Hannibal's face. "It was the most amazing experience of my life, Hannibal. And I want to do it again. Soon." He looked around, smiling ruefully. "But in a bed next time."

Hannibal threw his head back and laughed, a full-throated, genuine laugh. "Oh, I think we can manage that, Will. But I believe that it should be in my bed, in my home."

Will nodded in agreement, his smile mirroring Hannibal's. "I won't argue with that."

Hannibal might not have seen Will's bed, but he was sure that it wouldn't be as comfortable as the king-sized one he himself slept in. And that was where he wanted Will to sleep.

In time, his boy would be living in his home, even though they might keep this house in Wolf Trap. It would be nice to have a place to get away from Baltimore when he felt the need.

But before too much longer, he planned to have Will spending most of his time away from this place. It might not be easy to talk him into that, but Hannibal would find a way. He permittedh imself another smile, looking down at the young man and brushing a dark curl away from Will's face.

"We have some wonderful experiences ahead of us, Will. And I am looking forward to every one of them," Hannibal said, his voice very soft. "I hope you are, as well."

"Of course I am," Will told him, his voice slightly shaky. He squinted up at the sky, and Hannibal realized that though the sun was high in the sky now, it wouldn't be long before it began to sink into the horizon.

They really should be getting dressed and going back to the house.

But somehow, he felt reluctant to break the spell that they were under. A part of him wished that they could stay here, their bodies bare, almost a part of the natural world that surrounded them.

However, that couldn't happen. He had too much to do to ready his home for the advent of Will spending more time there; things had to be concealed, and he wanted to make sure that he had everything taken care of before his young lover spent a single night under his roof.

This relationship would definitely complicate his life, but it was what he wanted. He had no doubt of that, and he wasn't going to turn back now that they had come this far.

Hannibal sat up, reaching for his trousers before standing up and looking down at Will with a smile.

"We should get dressed and go back to your house, Will," he said softly, wishing that he didn't have to say those words. How he wanted to stay here, and make love to Will again.

Will nodded reluctantly, squinting up at him but making no move to get dressed. Hannibal supposed that the young man was still a bit dazed by all that had happened, Will would probably need a while to think about the shift in what they meant to each other, to get used to their new and more intimate relationship.

He would be given that time, Hannibal told himself. But he would also be coaxed along the path that Hannibal wanted him to follow, without realizing that he was being pushed in a certain direction.

Hannibal knew all about how to guide an unsuspecting person to where they needed to be.