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Title: To Heaven and Back
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Fandom: Hannibal
Rating: PG-13
Table: 8, 50ficlets
Prompt: 11, Heaven
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.


Will snuggled into Hannibal's embrace, hardly believing what had just happened. Hannibal had made love to him. They had finally crossed that last barrier in their relationship.

He hadn't thought that it would happen, hadn't believed that they would do this now. But Hannibal had taken him at his word when he had said that he was ready.

He'd wondered if Hannibal would do so, but he shouldn't have. Hannibal had realized that he was indeed ready, and hadn't held them back.

Will buried his face in Hannibal's shoulder, sighing contentedly. He had been taken to heaven and back tonight, and he'd enjoyed every second of it. He wanted it to happen again, very soon.

Not tonight, of course. He knew that if they did this again, he would be sore in the morning, and that was something he didn't want to have to deal with. But there would be many more nights.

Yes, there would be more nights for them, for the rest of their lives. A thousand, a million nights when they could be together. Nights of joy and pleasure for the rest of their lives.

All of those nights stretched out ahead of them invitingly. Will could hardly wait for that life to begin.

So much in their relationship had changed, in just one night. And so much more would change in the future, as they grew even closer, and their relationship became more involved.

Thus far, being involved with Hannibal had been so easy; he had simply fallen into it without thinking. It had seemed so natural, so right. Everything had just .... flowed.

But Will was sure that there would be some choices they had to make in the future, and they wouldn't always be easy ones. Sooner or later, as they grew closer, some things would have to change.

He wouldn't always be able to live in Wolf Trap, not if he wanted to stay involved with Hannibal. The physical distance was too great, too far apart, too much of a hindrance.

He'd have to think about giving up his house, or simply keeping it as a place to go on weekends, and move to Baltimore.

The thought of living with Hannibal took his breath away. Living here, in this house, in such an opulent place .... it wasn't somewhere that Will thought he could ever really belong.

Yet if he was with Hannibal, he obviously did belong here, didn't he? Closing his eyes, he pushed that thought aside. It wasn't something he needed to think about now.

No, for the moment, all he wanted to think of was what they had so recently done, and what they would do again soon. Tomorrow night? The night after? He didn't know exactly when.

He only knew that it would happen, and that he already craved it again, craved the closeness and the exquisite pleasure.

"Was it all that you hoped it would be, my love?" Hannibal asked him, his voice very soft and loving in the stillness of the room. "I, for one, thought it was absolutely wonderful."

Will blushed and nodded, agreeing with Hannibal fully. "It wasn't just wonderful," he said shyly, a slight blush suffusing his cheeks. "You took me to heaven, Hannibal. And I can't wait to go back."

Hannibal nodded, a satisfied smile on his face as he bowed his head to brush a gentle kiss across Will's forehead. "I found heaven as well," he murmured. "And I should like to go back very soon."

Will nodded, his breath catching in his throat at the thought. They would do this again soon. Hannibal obviously wanted to.

Their bodies both craved another taste of heaven, but Will doubted that they would find it again tonight. Still, there were other ways to take pleasure, and he was learning quite a few of them.

There was so much more for him to learn, he thought, resting his head against Hannibal's shoulder and sighing contentedly. So much more that he wanted to do with this man.

He only hoped that Hannibal would continue to want him just as much, that their relationship would keep growing and developing. He wanted them to be even closer, for them to become a part of each other.

They would; he was positive of that. No two people who loved each other this much could grow apart; he knew that he and Hannibal were meant to be together for a lifetime, and more.

Maybe they would even get married someday, Will told himself. His eyes flew open wide at the thought; he didn't know where it had come from, but he knew that it was what he wanted.

Hannibal would have to ask him first, of course -- but somehow, he was absolutely sure that would happen.

Married. To Hannibal. Legally bound to the man he loved, taking his last name, becoming his husband. Yes, he thought, that was what he wanted. But it was in the future. Far into the future.

They should simply enjoy what they had now, and let the future take care of itself. it would come to them, in time. For now, he would simply let himself revel in what was already here.

Sleep was stealing over him; it was almost impossible to keep his eyes open. He was sure that Hannibal was tired, too; he could feel the other man relaxing, his body going limp.

"Good night, my love," Will whispered, closing his eyes and drifting off into sleep, smiling at the thought of soon going to heaven and back again in his lover's arms.