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Title: The Thrill of Desire
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Fandom: Hannibal
Rating: R
Table: writers_choice
Prompt: #104, Thrill
Author's Note: Sequel to "Consumed By Desire."
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 couldn't take his eyes off Hannibal as his lover slowly began to undress, his fingers working at the buttons of his shirt, then stripping it off.

Will swallowed hard, knowing better than to move a muscle. If he moved, then Hannibal might take it as some kind of indication that he was going to change his mind, to get up and leave -- and that was the last thing he wanted to do, or wanted his lover to think.

His lover. Yes, Hannibal was going to become his lover in just a short span of time. Before this night was over, he would offer up his virginity willingly.

He wanted this. He'd never wanted anything so much in his life. And seeing Hannibal here in front of him, taking his clothes off in preparation for what they were going to do, thrilled him to the core of his being, made him desire Hannibal all the more.

There was no way that he was going to jeopardize what was about to happen. Not when all of his dreams were so close to coming true.

His dreams of Hannibal being with him were finally going to become a reality.

A thrill shot through him, one that he couldn't stop, and wouldn't have wanted to even if it were possible. He wanted to savor every sensation, hold them all close to him so that he could remember them when he was alone in his own bed at home.

He hoped that he wouldn't be spending many nights alone after tonight. He was sure that Hannibal wouldn't want that, either.

His gaze roamed over Hannibal as the older man approached the bed, moving from those broad shoulders down to his chest, his slim waist, then lower. Will's mouth went dry; his gaze was focused between the other man's legs, taking in the sight.

He hadn't thought that Hannibal would be so .... well, huge.

That was going to be inside him? For just a moment, he could feel panic zing through him, another kind of thrill, but this time not so pleasant.

That was going to hurt, unless Hannibal took his time and made sure that he was fully prepared. There was no way that something so large could fit inside him without a great deal of preparation -- and without him being fully relaxed and ready for it.

Hannibal bent and opened a drawer of the small table by the bed, taking out what could only be a tube of lube. Will's muscles tensed, his body tightening as he waited.

He didn't doubt that Hannibal would be gentle with him. But he couldn't help being apprehensive, even as the thrill of knowing they were going to make love coursed through him.

"Don't look so terrified, Will." He could hear amusement in Hannibal's voice; that wasn't his imagination. "Yes, there will be a slight pain at first, but it will quickly turn into pleasure. The pain only lasts a few seconds. It will be negligible beside everything else that you will feel."

Will nodded, gulping, trying to push his anxiety away from him. This was what he wanted. He wasn't going to turn back now because of a little irrational fear.

Hannibal lay down beside him, reaching out to stroke his hair.

Will closed his eyes, letting the gentle warmth of the caress sink into him. Hannibal was going to take his time, be gentle with him. This was going to be good for him, for both of them. He had to hold onto the thought that Hannibal would never intentionally cause him pain.

He needed to simply relax and give himself over to his lover, let himself trust in Hannibal and believe that this was going to be a completely pleasurable experience.

There was nothing to be afraid of. There was nothing awaiting him but pleasure, and if there happened to be a few seconds of pain, well, he could deal with that in light of all else that would come along with it. He was prepared for whatever might happen.

Hannibal reached for him, pulling Will into his embrace.

A soft moan left his lips as Hannibal's hand moved down his back, over the curve of his ass, his palm cradling one rounded buttock, cupping him in that firm grip.

Hannibal's hands, Hannibal's touch. This was what he had wanted almost from the first moment he'd seen Hannibal; he had wanted this man to hold him, to kiss him, to touch him. And now that it was happening, the thrill of it was undeniable.

WIll moaned Hannibal's name, twining his arms around the other man's neck as Hannibal rolled him over onto his back and gazed down at him.

"You are beautiful in your desire, my sweet William," he whispered, his voice hoarse and throaty. "Do not fear, my lovely one. This will be a wonderful night for you. You won't remember the few seconds of pain that will inevitably happen; only the pleasure that follows them. I promise."

Will couldn't speak as another thrill of desire washed over his body; all he could do was nod, his blue gaze locked with Hannibal's dark one.

He took a deep breath, closing his eyes and surrendering himself.

That thrill of desire went through him again, making him shiver. Hannibal pulled him closer, the warmth of his body radiating a desire as strong as Will's own.

Will's breath caught in his throat as he took in the expression on Hannibal's face when the other man lifted his head. Yes, the desire was plain to see; it was written on his face, in his gaze. He wanted this as much as Will did -- maybe even more, since he knew what to expect.

Will fervently hoped that he wouldn't be a disappointment to Hannibal, that this night would be all that they both hoped for, and more.

When he felt Hannibal's lips on his, another moan rose to his throat.

But it was quickly swallowed by Hannibal's mouth on his, gentle no longer, this time hot and demanding, even rough, in a way. Will's arms tightened around Hannibal's neck as he pulled his lover closer against him, letting his desire take over and feeling that thrill flow through him yet again.