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Title: Lovers in Truth
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Fandom: Hannibal
Rating: PG-13
Table: 8, 50ficlets
Prompt: 4, Lovers
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.


It had finally happened. He had finally made love to Will.

Hannibal hadn't expected this to happen tonight. He had thought that they would merely have another night of enjoying each other's company, and that their first time making love would come much later. He hadn't thought that Will was ready for this yet.

But Will had wanted this, had even asked for it -- and he hadn't been able to hold back. Not when it was so apparent that this had been Will's desire.

He'd been so sure that he would be the one to guide Will towards this, that he would be the one who had to push a bit to move things in this direction. But no, Will had been the one to do that -- and he had to admit that he was gratified by that fact.

It proved that Will had wanted this. Wanted them.

Hannibal had never felt so happy in his life. To know that Will wanted this as much as he did, that he hadn't held back -- it almost made him want to weep.

Lying here, holding Will in his arms, he felt as though he was on top of the world. All he wanted was to stay here like this for the rest of the night, still buried deep inside Will, to keep that physical connection for as long as they possibly could.

But that would probably prove uncomfortable for Will after a while; after all, this was his first time, and he had to get used to all of the physical sensations.

So, with a reluctant sigh, Hannibal slowly and carefully pulled out of Will, then rolled onto his side to take the younger man into his arms. He embraced Will tightly but gently, brushing a kiss against those soft, dark curls, smiling with self-satisfaction.

Tonight, they had crossed the last physical barrier. They were lovers in truth now, with nothing to keep them apart. Nothing, at least, in the physical sense.

There were dark secrets that could rip them apart if they were discovered.

But he wasn't going to think about that now, Hannibal told himself firmly, pushing those dark thoughts away. He was going to enjoy the rest of this night.

Lying here with Will nestled in his arms was certainly enjoyable, Hannibal thought with a smile. He was sure that he could happily spend every night here for the rest of his life, though he knew that wouldn't be possible, at least not right away.

There would be nights when he and Will wouldn't be together, just as there had been so far throughout their relationship. Will didn't live with him.

Well, at least not yet. Hannibal had no doubt that someday, they would cohabitate. It might take a bit of getting used to, but it was what he wanted.

Eventually. In the future, when they were both ready for it. They would each have to get used to giving up a part of their hard-won privacy, living with another person. But he had no doubt that he could do it. After all, being with Will on a constant basis would be well worth it.

He supposed that he could even get used to living with the dogs. They seemed to be well-behaved animals, and all of them were house-trained.

Yes, he definitely saw himself and Will having a bright future together.

That future had been assured the first time that he'd kissed Will, hadn't it? That had really been the night they had become lovers.

But now, they were lovers in the physical sense, as well. That had taken a while to happen, but now that it had, Hannibal knew that they could never turn back. Tonight, they had crossed the line from being a couple who were dating, into a couple who were lovers.

He didn't regret a moment of it, and he hoped that Will didn't, either. He wanted them both to look back at this night with no regrets, only good memories to treasure.

Hannibal didn't doubt that he would always treasure this night, and he could only hope that Will felt the same. He was sure that he had made Will's first time a wonderful experience; the young man wouldn't be lying in his arms with such a blissful expression on his face if he hadn't.

It had been wonderful for both of them, he thought with a satisfied smile. He had never known such pure bliss as he'd felt when he was making love to Will.

All of his dreams had come true tonight.

He looked down at Will, so warm and peaceful in his arms. At the moment he bowed his head, Will raised his face to look up at him, and Hannibal was struck speechless by the look on love on those beautiful features. He had never seen such a look on anyone's face before.

And that look was for him. Will Graham loved him. The enormity of that love hit him almost like a punch, took his breath away.

"What are you thinking about?" Will asked, his voice very soft. That question could have brought a hundred different answers to Hannibal's lips; he was thinking about several things. But he answered with the truest words he could find, words that came from his heart.

"You, my love," he whispered, smiling as he spoke. "I'm thinking about you."