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Title: This Night
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Fandom: Hannibal
Rating: PG-13
Table: 8, 50ficlets
Prompt: 21, Whisper
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.


Christmas Eve. They had already slow danced, and now it was time to go to bed. Will was fairly sure that he would be sleeping in the guest room across the hall from Hannibal's bedroom, as he usually did when he stayed here overnight.

It hadn't been by choice, he thought ruefully. He would rather share Hannibal's bed, even if they did nothing more than fall asleep in each other's arms.

Still, he understood why that didn't happen often.

It was probably hard for Hannibal to hold back his desires -- just as it was hard for Will to do so, as well. And Hannibal had more experience in sexual matters, so Will was sure that it was even more difficult for him to curb those desires and keep them leashed.

Tonight, though, he wanted to spend the night in Hannibal's arms, and wake up there on Christmas morning. He wanted to be with his love.

It didn't matter that they would only sleep. It didn't matter that they might have to hold back desires that they weren't ready to give free rein to. He just wanted to sleep in the embrace of his prince, the man he loved, the man he wanted to spend his life with.

All he wanted to do was to spend this night in Hannibal's arms. Surely they could control their urges on this night, so they could be together.

But he wasn't entirely sure about that.

It would be hard to hold back his desire for Hannibal if they were in bed together, especially after they'd been so close this evening. He wasn't sure that he could do so -- or that he actually wanted to. No, he was ready for more than they'd already done.

Will wanted more than just kissing and caressing. He wanted to take their relationship to the next level, and this seemed like the perfect night to do so.

He was sure that Hannibal wanted the same thing. How could he not? They had both been holding back for so long; Hannibal had to find it even more difficult to keep those desire banked than he did. Well, it was time to let them out, to give them free rein.

Just thinking of being with the man he loved made a thrill run down his spine; he shuddered in anticipation, wondering what it would be like to finally make love with Hannibal. Hopefully, after tonight, he wouldn't have to wonder about that any more.

He was ready. And he knew that Hannibal was, too. Somehow, he felt deep in his heart that this was the night they should finally be together for the first time.

Now, he just had to convince Hannibal of that fact.

He didn't think it would be that hard to do. After all, Hannibal wanted him just as much; it shouldn't be hard to convince him that this was the right time, that they shouldn't feel they had to hold back their desire for each other any longer.

They would be a wonderful Christmas present to each other. Will couldn't help but smile at that thought; he almost wanted to wrap himself in tinsel and bows.

He was startled when he felt Hannibal bend down over the couch behind him and press a kiss to his cheek. His lover whispered into his ear, his voice soft and sensual. "Will, I would like for you to come to bed with me tonight. I want to hold you as we sleep."

His heart leaped into his threat; was Hannibal once again thinking along the same lines as he was? Did his boyfriend, too, think that they'd waited long enough?

It certainly seemed that way, but he didn't want to jump to any conclusions.

Still, that whisper had carried some message, as though Hannibal was reaching out and testing the waters, as though he was leaving a question in the air. If he was, then Will had no doubts as to what his answer would be. It was an unequivocal yes.

That whisper made him want to give himself over to Hannibal, with no questions asked. There was just something about the way his boyfriend's voice sounded ....

Of course, all Hannibal would have to do was ask him if he wanted to make love, and his answer would be yes. There was no other answer he could give; even if he was still nervous about it, he would still say yes, any time that Hannibal asked.

Yes was the only word in his mind, the only one that he wanted to say. And he knew that it was the only word that Hannibal wanted to hear.

"Yes," he whispered. "Yes. A million times yes."

Hannibal's dark eyes widened -- and then he smiled, a smile so sincere and full of love that Will was sure he could feel his heart melting in his chest.

Will rose to his feet, taking Hannibal's hand and letting his lover lead him towards the stairs. This would be the night that they would come together in passion -- a night that he had waited for all of his life, a night that he would remember and treasure forever.