FAUNA'S FANTASIES:
WELCOME TO THE SCENARIO FICS!!!
Hello, my lovely lovely friends. You little lecterphiles out there know what this is, but for the average lecter lover, let me explain. The Scenario Fics are stories created at the wish of any of my fellow lecterphiles. They simply give me a setting to work with, and I supply the GD. This first chapter of the Scenario Fics, as I will post them in chapters of the same title (I think), is for the sweet
*&^%$#$%^&*LUNA*&^%$%^&*
Congratulations lovey, on being the first to fantasize about Lecter through me!
One moment, I'll wake him up. ^walks to small door, knocks lightly^ Hannibal? Hannibal, wake up, you have to do one of my fics for me. ^silence ensues, Fauna knocks again^ Hannibal? Come on, you promised.
^a growl can be heard behind the door^ I refuse to take part in this. It's a bugouis excuse to be near me, and I won't allow it. I'm not opening this door.
^Fauna shoulders the door and it bursts open, sending the doctor back a step or two^ Listen Hannibal, I've been very nice to you, very polite-
^Hannibal steps up to the small young woman^ Nice? You call kidnapping me from a perfect operetta nice? You know what you look like to me, little Fauna?
I've heard this before, and I know what comes next. But I can tell you know, I SHOULD look like your scenario author, because that's what I am. Now, you WILL come with me, or I won't hesitate to send you to Diana for a little change in costuming...
^the fight drains from Lecter quickly. Offers his arm to fauna willingly^ No, let's not do that. Can this just go quickly?
^Fauna happily grabs the doctor's hand and pulls him out the door into the waiting fic^ As quickly as it takes to make one your your biggest fans happy, sexy doctor!
ENTERING LUNA'S SCENARIO: A DAY AT THE LIBRARY
The library was quiet as usual. Most people were reading their literary selections, and the cranky old librarian was shushing all those who weren't. The only thing out of place at this serene library was a young woman reshelving books on a little ladder. This young lady goes by the name of Luna, and dear Luna was making quite a bit of noise.
She had started out shelving the books, but soon got lost in her own daydreams. In them, she saw a debonair gentleman standing behind her, doing something wonderful to her neck. For some strange reason, which she of course knew, this made her think of cannibals.
Just as the man turned to speak to her in her dream, Luna heard the rude librarian chastise her. "What are you doing, stupid girl!? Pay attention to your work!"
The startled Luna stepped too far back on the ladder at the woman's words. In a most unbecoming manner, she fell off the ladder and onto the padding of her rear end.
Only a moment was allowed for Luna to think of her bruised bottom, before several large books came crashing on top of her. In her fall, the books she had held flew from her arms, knocking the top shelve from the bookcase, the contents of which were spilling onto her head.
Trying to cover her poor head, she glanced up to see the dislodged shelf falling rapidly toward her face. In mere seconds, she would have vicious black eyes to replace her lovely green ones.
Closing her eyes tight, she let out a small shriek and awaited the impact; but it never came. Hesitantly, she opened one eyes, and was confronted with a most astonishing picture.
Before her stood her true love, her wonderful, debonair gentleman. She knew it was him, but she couldn't remember his name, undoubtedly the side effects of being hit with thirty some-odd books. He stood there, holding the heavy shelf inches above her head, looking at her with great concern.
Luna scooted away from under the shelf so he could lay it on the floor. Oblivious to the crowd gathering, she looked up at this handsome man. "You- you saved my eye."
The man nodded with a mischeivious smile. "I believe I did. Your daydreams, sweet Luna, seem to be of a dangerous nature. My own do not entail books being hurled at my head."
Luna blushed, casting her eyes down. "I was just, just distracted. Thank you for helping me." She stood to gather the fallen books, but was stopped abruptly by strong hands on her waist.
The man leaned to her ear. "I expect more thanks than this, my dear. I hope you are VERY grateful."
Luna felt her heart skip at the warmth of his breath on her ear and neck. "I am. I am very grateful."
The man pressed his lips to her neck, allowing time to inhale her scent. "Let us see just how grateful you are." The man grabbed Luna's slight frame, holding her tightly in his arms, and carryed her out of the library and into a waiting black Jaguar.
After she was thoroughly secured into the passenger seat, the man started the car. "Do you remember me, Luna?"
The girl shook her head slightly. "I know I'm supposed to be obsessed with you or something, but I don't remember your name."
He nodded. They drove in silence for almost an hour until he parked outside a small stone building. Taking her hand, he walked her into the building, turning on the lights as they entered.
Luna was in a familiar place, and her memory rushed back to her quickly: she was in the model of the Chesapeake kitchen that the Lecterphiles had built recently. It was perfectly reconstructed, down to the chopped chives on the cutting board. She knew who her handsome man was the minute she saw the refrigerator.
The man turned the lights down slightly and pushed Luna into the refrigerator, not bothering to pin her hair because it didn't grow past her chin. He leaned against her, his face mere centimeters from her own.
"Do you remember Luna? Do you remember me?"
A small smile came to Luna's lips. "You are Doctor Hannibal Lecter, the sexiest man alive."
Hannial grinned, showing his gleaming baby teeth. "That I am. Do you know what I have planned for you?"
Luna shook her head no.
He leaned even closer. "I'll do things to you of which you've only dreamt. You will stay with me until I feel your gratitude has been fully shown to me, and I am satisfied. Now tell me, little Luna..." he licked his lips delishiously. "What do you think of my plans?"
Luna batted her eyes playfully, whispering, "Bring it on."
The doctor's maroon eyes flashed with desire as he took his claim of Luna's lips, kissing her with more passion than she had ever known.
FASTFORWARD 4 DAYS LATER
The library had returned to its normal routine of serenity after the events of the earlier week. But, as was destined to happen, the calm was broken when the front door creaked open.
In walked a changed Luna, looking very chic and sophisticated. Her clothing was the same, her hair was the same, but her eyes glowed with wild inhibition. She had the look of someone who had been thoroughly sexed.
She walked briskly to the counter of the cranky old librarian. With a flourish, she tossed a note at the wrinkled old woman before dashing back through the door.
The note said:
"I won't be volunteering anymore, as I have no more time for such a mean and ignorant person. ~Luna
P.S. Have you ever heard my mottos?
Eat the rude.
But, I wouldn't worry too much. My other is: "All good FLESH to those who wait...."
Ta for now~ H."
END OF LUNA'S SCENARIO
^Fauna pulls Hannibal back through the door^ Now that wasn't so bad, was it?
^shakes head resolutely^ It wasn't horrible, no. I don't want to do it again. Right now, I'd appreciate some dinner very much.
^Fauna kisses Lecter on the cheek^ Silly doctor, you have AT LEAST 20 more fics to do. I'll go get you some barbecued ribs.
^grimaces^ Fauna, I don't wish to dine on pork tonight, thank you.
^smiles innocently^ Not pork, the meat was donated curtousy of the "I hate Harry Potter" club. You'll like it.
^fauna exits room, Lecter lays back on bed^ I hope she doesn't forget the amorone...
WELCOME TO THE SCENARIO FICS!!!
Hello, my lovely lovely friends. You little lecterphiles out there know what this is, but for the average lecter lover, let me explain. The Scenario Fics are stories created at the wish of any of my fellow lecterphiles. They simply give me a setting to work with, and I supply the GD. This first chapter of the Scenario Fics, as I will post them in chapters of the same title (I think), is for the sweet
*&^%$#$%^&*LUNA*&^%$%^&*
Congratulations lovey, on being the first to fantasize about Lecter through me!
One moment, I'll wake him up. ^walks to small door, knocks lightly^ Hannibal? Hannibal, wake up, you have to do one of my fics for me. ^silence ensues, Fauna knocks again^ Hannibal? Come on, you promised.
^a growl can be heard behind the door^ I refuse to take part in this. It's a bugouis excuse to be near me, and I won't allow it. I'm not opening this door.
^Fauna shoulders the door and it bursts open, sending the doctor back a step or two^ Listen Hannibal, I've been very nice to you, very polite-
^Hannibal steps up to the small young woman^ Nice? You call kidnapping me from a perfect operetta nice? You know what you look like to me, little Fauna?
I've heard this before, and I know what comes next. But I can tell you know, I SHOULD look like your scenario author, because that's what I am. Now, you WILL come with me, or I won't hesitate to send you to Diana for a little change in costuming...
^the fight drains from Lecter quickly. Offers his arm to fauna willingly^ No, let's not do that. Can this just go quickly?
^Fauna happily grabs the doctor's hand and pulls him out the door into the waiting fic^ As quickly as it takes to make one your your biggest fans happy, sexy doctor!
ENTERING LUNA'S SCENARIO: A DAY AT THE LIBRARY
The library was quiet as usual. Most people were reading their literary selections, and the cranky old librarian was shushing all those who weren't. The only thing out of place at this serene library was a young woman reshelving books on a little ladder. This young lady goes by the name of Luna, and dear Luna was making quite a bit of noise.
She had started out shelving the books, but soon got lost in her own daydreams. In them, she saw a debonair gentleman standing behind her, doing something wonderful to her neck. For some strange reason, which she of course knew, this made her think of cannibals.
Just as the man turned to speak to her in her dream, Luna heard the rude librarian chastise her. "What are you doing, stupid girl!? Pay attention to your work!"
The startled Luna stepped too far back on the ladder at the woman's words. In a most unbecoming manner, she fell off the ladder and onto the padding of her rear end.
Only a moment was allowed for Luna to think of her bruised bottom, before several large books came crashing on top of her. In her fall, the books she had held flew from her arms, knocking the top shelve from the bookcase, the contents of which were spilling onto her head.
Trying to cover her poor head, she glanced up to see the dislodged shelf falling rapidly toward her face. In mere seconds, she would have vicious black eyes to replace her lovely green ones.
Closing her eyes tight, she let out a small shriek and awaited the impact; but it never came. Hesitantly, she opened one eyes, and was confronted with a most astonishing picture.
Before her stood her true love, her wonderful, debonair gentleman. She knew it was him, but she couldn't remember his name, undoubtedly the side effects of being hit with thirty some-odd books. He stood there, holding the heavy shelf inches above her head, looking at her with great concern.
Luna scooted away from under the shelf so he could lay it on the floor. Oblivious to the crowd gathering, she looked up at this handsome man. "You- you saved my eye."
The man nodded with a mischeivious smile. "I believe I did. Your daydreams, sweet Luna, seem to be of a dangerous nature. My own do not entail books being hurled at my head."
Luna blushed, casting her eyes down. "I was just, just distracted. Thank you for helping me." She stood to gather the fallen books, but was stopped abruptly by strong hands on her waist.
The man leaned to her ear. "I expect more thanks than this, my dear. I hope you are VERY grateful."
Luna felt her heart skip at the warmth of his breath on her ear and neck. "I am. I am very grateful."
The man pressed his lips to her neck, allowing time to inhale her scent. "Let us see just how grateful you are." The man grabbed Luna's slight frame, holding her tightly in his arms, and carryed her out of the library and into a waiting black Jaguar.
After she was thoroughly secured into the passenger seat, the man started the car. "Do you remember me, Luna?"
The girl shook her head slightly. "I know I'm supposed to be obsessed with you or something, but I don't remember your name."
He nodded. They drove in silence for almost an hour until he parked outside a small stone building. Taking her hand, he walked her into the building, turning on the lights as they entered.
Luna was in a familiar place, and her memory rushed back to her quickly: she was in the model of the Chesapeake kitchen that the Lecterphiles had built recently. It was perfectly reconstructed, down to the chopped chives on the cutting board. She knew who her handsome man was the minute she saw the refrigerator.
The man turned the lights down slightly and pushed Luna into the refrigerator, not bothering to pin her hair because it didn't grow past her chin. He leaned against her, his face mere centimeters from her own.
"Do you remember Luna? Do you remember me?"
A small smile came to Luna's lips. "You are Doctor Hannibal Lecter, the sexiest man alive."
Hannial grinned, showing his gleaming baby teeth. "That I am. Do you know what I have planned for you?"
Luna shook her head no.
He leaned even closer. "I'll do things to you of which you've only dreamt. You will stay with me until I feel your gratitude has been fully shown to me, and I am satisfied. Now tell me, little Luna..." he licked his lips delishiously. "What do you think of my plans?"
Luna batted her eyes playfully, whispering, "Bring it on."
The doctor's maroon eyes flashed with desire as he took his claim of Luna's lips, kissing her with more passion than she had ever known.
FASTFORWARD 4 DAYS LATER
The library had returned to its normal routine of serenity after the events of the earlier week. But, as was destined to happen, the calm was broken when the front door creaked open.
In walked a changed Luna, looking very chic and sophisticated. Her clothing was the same, her hair was the same, but her eyes glowed with wild inhibition. She had the look of someone who had been thoroughly sexed.
She walked briskly to the counter of the cranky old librarian. With a flourish, she tossed a note at the wrinkled old woman before dashing back through the door.
The note said:
"I won't be volunteering anymore, as I have no more time for such a mean and ignorant person. ~Luna
P.S. Have you ever heard my mottos?
Eat the rude.
But, I wouldn't worry too much. My other is: "All good FLESH to those who wait...."
Ta for now~ H."
END OF LUNA'S SCENARIO
^Fauna pulls Hannibal back through the door^ Now that wasn't so bad, was it?
^shakes head resolutely^ It wasn't horrible, no. I don't want to do it again. Right now, I'd appreciate some dinner very much.
^Fauna kisses Lecter on the cheek^ Silly doctor, you have AT LEAST 20 more fics to do. I'll go get you some barbecued ribs.
^grimaces^ Fauna, I don't wish to dine on pork tonight, thank you.
^smiles innocently^ Not pork, the meat was donated curtousy of the "I hate Harry Potter" club. You'll like it.
^fauna exits room, Lecter lays back on bed^ I hope she doesn't forget the amorone...
