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Title: Incendiary
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Fandom: Hannibal
Rating: PG-13
Table: 1drabble
Prompt: 18, Kiss
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 had to stop himself from crushing Will's slender body against him; he didn't want to be too rough with the young man this time and make him back away. He had to remember to be gentle tonight; if he wasn't he could hinder his plans for the future.

The flowers had been a good idea, he told himself. They had brought Will a few steps closer to him, broken down some of his resistance, made his trust stronger.

But they were only the beginning. He had paved his path well; now he had to begin treading it. He had to garner even more of Will's trust, so that he could be sure there would be little to no resistance when he began taking Will apart, piece by piece.

Ah, that would be lovely indeed. He could hardly wait.

But for now, he could enjoy himself. Kissing Will was a pleasure that he'd been too long denied; how many time had he looked at those lips and imagined them parted under his own? And now, they were, and he planned to enjoy every moment of Will's capitulation.

Will's lips were just as sweet as he'd always known they would be; he would remember this exquisite taste on his tongue for many nights to come. Even when he wasn't with Will, he could still taste the young man, as if Will's kiss had become a part of him.

One hand moved down Will's back to cup his ass gently, squeezing slightly and pulling him closer. He knew that this wouldn't be the night to take Will again, but he could still enjoy touching that beautiful body, and that was what he fully intended to do.

His tongue slowly explored the warmth of Will's mouth, tasting, discovering. The kiss heated his blood, made him want to push Will to the floor and take him, regardless of whatever discomfort it might cause. But no, he had to be gentle. The occasion called for it.

There would be plenty of chances to assert his mastery later.

He broke away from the kiss slowly, moving his hand up Will's back until it rested between the young man's shoulder blades. "I want you naked," he whispered, his gaze riveted on Will's face. "Go into your bedroom and get undressed, Will. I'll be there shortly."

Will nodded, swallowing hard, his blue eyes widening. He didn't speak as he moved away from Hannibal, stumbling slightly, as though he found it hard to stand upright.

Hannibal smiled as Will made his way out of the room, turning to the bouquets of flowers. That kiss has been incendiary, and it had told him exactly what he wanted to do next. The flowers would be put to good use -- and by the next morning, Will would be more his than ever.