This work is a translation. I decided to translate it in order to have international readers. I am not an English native speaker so if there are any mistakes please be kind to me. The original work is in French and is named 'Une nuit de tempête'.
Please Enjoy :-)
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"Good evening Dr. Lecter."
"Good evening Will. Please come in."
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Will nodded slightly his head and entered inside his friend's house. Yes, it has taken a lot of time, but Will now consider Hannibal as his friend.
The doctor invited him to dine at his place so that Will could think of other matter than all these murders which haunts him constantly.
Well, that was what he had told him. The reality was a little bit different. To be honest, Hannibal wanted to have will in his bed.
Poor Will was not suspecting anything. Yes, Hannibal was sure of it, Will was going to get eaten tonight.
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"Hmm... Doctor? Why are you smiling?"
- It is simply because I am glad you came, my dear Will."
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Will reddened slightly, which amused greatly the doctor.
Hannibal had everything planned and had been waiting for this dinner impatiently for a week.
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"Let me take your coat" Hannibal said.
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Will did not have enough time to react, Hannibal was already removing his coat from his shoulders.
He was being almost... sensual?
No. It had to be his imagination.
Hannibal took his time to deeply breathe in Will's smell.
You look truly delicious Will, he thought.
He caught Will looking at him strangely and wondered if he had thought aloud.
Will then looked away and bit his lower lip.
Hannibal had to restrain himself from jumping on him and ravish him like an animal.
Everything must be perfect, he thought, and everything will be.
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"Follow me. I will lead you to the dining room."
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Will followed him in the dining room and approached the table. Hannibal, as the gentleman he is, pulled a chair for Will to sit on.
The doctor had dressed the table for the occasion.
There was a candle in front of each plate, the table was covered in a crimson tablecloth and an orchis was placed in a cup at the center of the table. Hannibal had placed Will in front of him in order to be able to look directly at Will during all the evening; and during all night if all went as planned.
He had only left some light on to make the atmosphere more appropriate to his ultimate purpose.
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"I'm going to go get the entrée, I will return soon, Will."
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Will nodded and stared at Hannibal leaving the room for the kitchen.
He sighed while thinking about the fact that his name sounded so good coming from Hannibal's mouth.
He then thought of Hannibal's mouth when he was eating, of his lips when they closed delicately on his fork, of his lips when-
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"Salade d'asperges aux fruits de mer aromatisée au safran."
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Will jumped slightly and his face went bright red.
Hannibal had almost whispered these words in his ear.
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"What were you thinking about,Will? You are redder that a tomato. I could eat you right now."
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Hannibal then put a beautiful plate in front of Will while bending probably a little to much over him as his jaw brushed against his cheek.
Will dared not to move and waited for Hannibal to put down his own plate and go sit across from him.
It is when Will threw a fast glance at Hannibal and shivered while looking into those deep brown eyes.
He was certain he saw red spots in it.
Hannibal suddenly smiled at him which made Will realize that he was staring at him with great intensity.
He then looked down to his plate while reddening even more.
Meanwhile, Hannibal was contemplating his ingredients' choice: asparaguses had great aphrodisiacs properties, seafood being very good sexual stimulants and saffron, ta fantastic aphrodisiac spice.
Hannibal then raised his fork and announced:
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"Bon appétit."
