It was Sunday morning and the golden sun peaked through the blinds, kissing Will's cheeks, begging him to wake up. He reached out his arms to feel for Hannibal and his warm body. But when he did, his hands just grabbed the white sheets beside him. Groggily Will rubbed his eyes sat on the side of the bed and got up. He immediately breathed in the distinct smell of bacon from down stairs and assumed Hannibal had woken up before him.

Will walked into the restroom and looked at himself in the mirror. Two love bites right above his collarbone. He examined them and smiled remembering the night before: the deep breaths, the screams of ecstasy, Will remembered it all so vividly. He closed his eyes and saw it all again and felt it all again. Goosebumps all over his body and chills ran down his spine. Instinctively he let out a loud moan.

"Will, is that you?" Called up Hannibal.

Collecting himself Will yelled back "uh Yes, uhm I'll be down in a second"
He splashed cold water on his face and put on his glasses, then trotting down the steps to the kitchen.

"Good morning. Little worn out arn't we?" Asked Hannibal

"Only a little"

"Glad you could keep up last night. I was afraid you wouldn't be able to" Hannibal grinned.

Will walked over and planted a kiss on his cheek, but Hannibal went for his lips. Holding Will's face with his strong hands, kissed him passionately. He soon had to let him down though.

"Wouldn't want to see the food burn, now would we? Sit, sit its almost finished"

Will sat down at the stool across the island waiting inpationatly. Studying Hannibal and his strong stature. His arms, his shoulders, and his hands. His hands: which so precisely decorated the plate with scrutiny. Hannibal felt Will's eyes on him and looked up giving him a little grin, making will blush in side. As Dr. Lector brung around the plates to the other side, Will could not contain himself. His heartbeat quickened and his mouth salivated even more than usual. Not for the food, although being delicious; will craved Hannibal's body. He craved the feeling of Hannibal's body opon his and the taste of his skin.

As Hannibal set down the plates, Will abruptly grabbed his arm and shoved it down tward his acking rigidness. The look on Lector's face was one of awe that quickly turned to delight. He stroked and teased the erection that lie beneath Will's seemingly small boxers. Will then began to kiss and suck at Hannibal's open neck. The two men were on edge as Will dragged Hannibal through the hallway and pushed him onto the couch, where he had once been for a appointment with Dr. Lector. But this was no appointment. Will pulled of his own shirt and then Hannibal's. In haste Will took out his cock and Lector gladly accepted. Now Hannibal was not used to being pushed around, but he liked it. The look in Will's eyes was one of madness and this turned on Hannibal even more. At first he tried to tease the shaft by licking up and down and slowly sucking at the head, but Will wanted more. Guiding Lector by the back of his head, grabbing him by his hair, Will shoved his manliness deep down Hannibal's throat. Moaning deeply and even making a seemingly animal like low growl. He was at the edge as he felt Hannibal's nose against his bed of pubic locks. Pelvic thrusting deep, not caring about the gagging noises his lover was making; they only turned him on and pushed him closer to climax.

Will realised out "ohhh yes" as he came in Dr. Lector's mouth. He was in a haze of ecstacy and pleasure. Before he knew it, Hannibal had pinned him down to the floor and with a grin enforsed "My turn Mr. Graham."