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Title: Dangerous Relationship
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Fandom: Hannibal
Rating: PG-13
Table: 1drabble
Prompt: 10, Weakness
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.


Will Graham was his weakness.

Hannibal didn't like admitting to that, but it was the truth. Ever since he had first seen this beautiful boy, seen the potential behind that facial scruff, the horrible thick glasses that weren't really needed, and the shapeless, sexless clothes, he'd been in danger.

Oh, he wasn't going to lose his heart. That much he knew. But he had fallen as far as he could, and he was starting to doubt his ability to get up again.

It was dangerous for him to develop any sort of feelings for Will Graham. This relationship was dangerous; he had gotten to know Will far better than he should ever think of knowing a patient, or even a friend. He had started to let Will in; he was too close.

That had to stop. Now. Tonight.

He had to exercise his mastery over Will, in every way. He couldn't let the boy go on thinking that they had a relationship as equals, or even as partners. Will wasn't his partner. Will was his submissive, his experiment. Will was his project.

That project had proven to be highly entertaining, but that was all Will could ever be to him -- entertainment. He could never allow this beautiful boy to get too close to him, to discover the secrets he still kept carefully hidden away. That would necessitate getting rid of Will.

Hannibal knew that he would never be able to bring himself to do that. He might be able to send someone else after Will, but he could never complete the deed himself. He couldn't bear to feel Will's body turn cold in his arms; it would destroy him.

Yes, he wanted to be the one to break Will -- but broken was far different from dead. He wanted to think of Will as being vibrant and alive in his bed, not as being a cold piece of meat in his freezer like so many others, waiting to become a meal.

Will meant too much to him for that. Never that.

It wasn't love. He didn't fool himself into thinking that he was capable of love. But desire, lust -- of course. He had been driven by those feelings before, but never as much as he was where Will was concerned. Will was his weakness. A weakness that he couldn't afford.

But he couldn't bring himself to back away, to let this relationship end. Will was everything he had ever wanted or needed. He couldn't let him go. Not yet.

That time would come in the future, at some point. He would have to set Will free -- and hopefully without the boy ever having known his secrets. But until then, he have every intention of enjoying Will as much as he possibly could, savoring every moment with him.

Turning to Will, he fixed the young man with a predator's gaze.