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Title: Water Flowing Downhill
Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Prompt: 26, Water
Author's Note: Sequel to "Hard To Hold Back."
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 wanted to cross his arms over his chest and hide.
But he couldn't do that, not now. He had made the decision to let Hannibal lead him into the bedroom; there was no way that he could back away now.
Backing away would mean the end of everything that could happen with Hannibal.
Even if he changed his mind, he had to go through with this, didn't he? He couldn't tell Hannibal that he wanted this, and then panic and run away. This might be the only chance he would have to leap this abyss, and he shouldn't turn away from it.
Part of him wanted to turn and run -- and another part wanted to stay, to let his inhibitions go, to abandon himself to whatever might happen.
The moments were rushing past him like water flowing downhill.
In seconds, Hannibal would want him to remove his clothes. He would be naked, exposed in a way that he had never been before to anyone.
He wasn't ready for this. He knew he wasn't. But he couldn't move; he was rooted to the spot, unable to make a move or speak a word. It was as though his feet were mired in place, his vocal cords frozen. There was nothing he could do but stand here, and wait.
Wait .... for what? He didn't know what Hannibal planned to do with him, but he could guess. He knew what this man wanted from him.
Was he ready to throw caution to the winds? Not long ago, when they'd stood in the living room, he had thought so. But now, it felt like everything had changed.
"You are unsure," Hannibal said, breaking the silence, his breath hot against the back of Will's neck. "Don't be, Will. You want this, even though your stubborn mind is throwing out obstacles. This is a mountain that you have long needed to climb."
That voice slid over his senses like a sparkling waterfall, the words falling into his ears, pooling in front of him, creating a mirage for him to dive into.
Was Hannibal right? Was he ready, in spite of his doubts?
Those hands were on his body, turning him around to face Hannibal, those dark, fathomless eyes gazing into his own. He could drown in those eyes.
Will still wasn't sure that he was ready for this, but he had no choice now but to surrender. He was here, he had made the choice to follow Hannibal upstairs. He wasn't going to turn and run away like a scared child; he was going to follow through.
He would look his fears in the eye, and conquer them.
Wherever this might lead, he was willing to take the first steps on that path now, tonight. He was going to let himself be swept along with the tide, let it take him where it would.
Closing his eyes, he tilted his head back as Hannibal's mouth covered his.
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