Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, though I would very much like too...

My first SOTL/Hannibal fic

Takes place between the books, rating might go up...

Adultery

You don't know why you come here, you just do, maybe it's because your job just isn't enough, and it leaves you needing something more. You don't know if it's love or lust that brings you into the arms of this man, but frankly you don't care, because you love where you are now, screaming out his name in pure bliss, the array of colours flashing behind closed eyes.

You prefer being here than in that small dark basement you call an office, and you know that your crossing a line that should never be crossed, but you can't help it, it's addictive to feel the waves of pleasure rush through you as you walk in forbidden territory, but its hard to quit especially since you've been doing it for years.

You were here on the night before just after your graduation, in this house, in his bed, up against his wall, on his kitchen counter, but god you just couldn't help yourself, you still can't.

Your job doesn't make you feel like he makes you feel, you don't end up screaming out on an all time high at work or for work, but you do a good job at faking that enthusiasm. they don't know any better, those people your forced to work with, but you doubt you'd care if they found out, because you'd end up back here no matter the reason.

Commitment is the reason you stay with attached to the job you so despise, it's your duty, it's routine. But with the man whose trailing kisses down to your breasts its fun, exciting, an adventure. There is no duty but there's an understanding between you, and you prefer that to the contract you have with your job, because that's all it is to you, a life time contract, a job you do to please.

You're not cheating on your job, instead you're cheating on yourself, there is only one man you love, but for some reason you still need that extra bit of appreciation, that safe place you can go if things turn bad. No matter which relationship turns sour, you always have a back-up, your selfish in that respect, but if you had to choose, you'd pick here, no matter how things turned ugly, because here you are home.

"Stay with me?" he asks you, when your half way into your musing, he looks up at you from his position between your legs and you can't help but smile. Your heart beats faster, and it's definitely not lust your feeling as you look into those deep maroon eyes of his.

"I would if I could, but I can't." you say, and you notice your vision blurring. You him feel move, until you can't feel him on you anymore, and in that second during his absences you already crave his touch.

He crawls up your body until he's hovering over you, his face inches form your, you close your eyes as his breath washed over your face, and you feel his index finger tracing patterns on you cheek, wiping away the escapee tears as he does so.

"Hush, don't cry," he says, and your eyes open, and he kisses you, "I should never have asked, I'm sorry."

You kiss him back, but with a little more passion mixed into it, your tongue searching his mouth until his tongue meets your half way. You separate and you're both breathless, and smiling like idiots.

"Don't be sorry, I'm glad you ask me, but I can't as much as I want to, I can't." You see in his eyes that he understands.

"I love you so much." He says, kissing you again, ever so deeply, and you know you don't doubt him for a second, because even though you're married to the job, the F.B.I, you're still in love with the monster that is Hannibal Lector, and crossing that line is adultery enough.

"I love you too!"

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