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Title: Never Let It End
Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Prompt: 13, Prayer
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. soar
***When Hannibal thrust hard and deep inside him, Will couldn't hold back a guttural moan; he wanted to scream, but somehow, that louder sound wouldn't come from his throat. It was as though his muscles were constricted, unable to produce more sound.
That didn't matter. All that mattered was that Hannibal was inside him, Hannibal was taking him, and he was gladly giving himself over to his lover.
The entire world seemed to have shrunk down to just the two of them; there was nothing outside of this room, of this moment, of the pleasure that Hannibal was giving him. Nothing else existed, nothing else mattered. Will never wanted this to end.
Once this ended, then he would have to come back down to reality again.
While Hannibal was inside him, he was transported to the stars; he was flying amongst the clouds, the pleasure almost palpable. Nothing else existed; there were no cares, no worries. There was only himself and Hannibal, the only two people in the universe.
Will sent up a prayer to any deity that might exist, even though he didn't particularly believe in any of them. That prayer pleaded with whatever fate might hold him in its hands to never let this end, to let him stay in this rarefied atmosphere for the rest of his life.
That wasn't possible, and he knew it. But he still wanted to remain here, to not have to go back to the life he led that didn't include Hannibal, the life that seemed so empty whenever the man who held such sway over him wasn't always around.
Will tugged against the silken bonds that held his wrists behind his back, needing to stretch his arms out and grasp onto something, anything, whatever could keep him anchored here in this moment. But he couldn't free himself; he was bound fast, held captive.
Just as he was a captive to Hannibal's desires.
That thought coalesced in his mind just as Hannibal groaned softly and spilled into him; it only took a few seconds longer for Will to reach his own climax. He wanted to collapse on the bed, but he knew that he couldn't, not until Hannibal gave him permission to do so.
Dimly, he felt Hannibal's hands at the silk binding his wrists; it only took a few seconds for him to be freed, and Will let himself fall over onto one side.
He looked up at Hannibal, gratified to see the smile on his lover's face. He had been good; he'd done as he was told, and he had pleased his lover. That meant that he would be able to spend tonight in Hannibal's bed, and that there would be more pleasure in the morning.
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