Will couldn't sleep. He was laying in his bed shifting from side to side. He was remembering every minute of the meeting with Hannibal over and over again.
Hannibal's hand on his knee. His breath. His lips. His tongue. And his imagination added more... He could feel tension building in his abdomen.
He shifted once again.
He would call Hannibal in the morning. He couldn't wait more. And now when he couldn't sleep anyway and didn't want to do anything else he was trying to focus his mind on planning a date. He wanted to take Hannibal to a nice place. But he knew he and Hannibal liked different things. It was hard to choose something they would both enjoy. He wanted to take him at a lake but he knew Hannibal most probably wouldn't like it. Maybe someday... But now he had to think of something that Hannibal would like. That was more important than Will's liking. That was his chance. If Hannibal liked the place and Will somehow miraculously didn't screw things up, maybe they would meet again. And maybe someday they would be together...
Will's mind drifted off. When he woke up, he realized that he was rested. For the first time in very long time. Not thinking much he called Hannibal right away. When he heard signals, the realization fell on him. What was he doing? What was he going to say?
He heard Hannibal's soft voice 'Good morning, William. How are you?'
'Hi. I'm fine. How are you?' Will asked not knowing what to say.
'I am good. May I ask why are you calling?'
Will held his breath for a moment, thinking what was the best answer.
'I... I'm calling to... ask how are you... And I... I was thinking about you.' Will heard his own voice.
Hannibal smiled. He was thinking about Will that night too.
'Tell me, Will. What were you thinking about?'
'Erm... you know what I was thinking about, don't you?' Will asked in a low voice.
'Yes, but I want to hear it from you, Will. If we want our relationship to be possible, you have to learn that talking with me about your thoughts and desires is not a reason to be ashamed. Desire is normal part of human life and relationship. Sharing thoughts helps to build strong and deep bounds. I want to build a relationship with you and I hope you want it too.' Hannibal said seriously.
'Of course I do! I've fallen for you long time ago... And you probably know it, don't you?'
'I had that impression, yes. But you should know that I was happy about it.'
'You were?'
'Yes and I still am.'
Will smiled widely at that. He didn't have to be ashamed. Hannibal would understand him. Hannibal had always understood him.
'So please, Will. Tell me, what were you thinking about? You can tell me everything. And when there comes the proper moment, we will fulfill your desires.'
'When' not 'if' - Will felt like his cheeks and neck were burning. He was silent for a moment, he took his time to calm down a little.
'I...' Will took a deep breath. 'I was thinking about your warm, wet lips and your hands - gentle but firm, sliding over my body and grabbing my... grabbing my intimate parts of body. And I... Hannibal, please...' Will whispered, knowing that his voice would break if he talked louder.
'You have to understand, Will, that I am aware of all those things and I find them completely natural and normal, human. There is nothing to be ashamed of. I hope soon I will be able to do just that to you. Did you have an erection, Will?'
Will was surprised how easy it was for Hannibal to talk about it. Completely taken aback by Hannibal's words he simply said 'Yes.'
'Did you do something about it?'
'No. I... I fell asleep. I didn't want to... I mean I wanted to, but I thought that if you knew about it, you would find it tasteless... I thought that I shouldn't...'
'You should have, Will. It's not healthy to ignore that. And I wouldn't find it tasteless.'
'Hannibal...'
'Yes, William?' Hannibal asked gently.
'Please, could you come over here?' Will asked quietly, suddenly feeling that he missed the older man, that he needed his presence.
'I'm on my way, Will.' Hannibal answered with a smile in his voice.
...
In the meantime Will took a shower and let the dogs out. After an hour he heard a knock on his door. He walked quickly to the door and opened it, holding his breath. There he was. With a warm smile and the most beautiful face Will had ever seen.
'May I come in?' Hannibal asked, his voice was soothing Will in a way nothing had ever done.
'Sure.' Will moved a little to let Hannibal in and opened his eyes wide in surprise when Hannibal leaned in and kissed his cheek. Like it was something natural. Like they had been doing it all their lives.
'I missed you.' Hannibal pulled away. 'I brought us something for breakfast.' He was following Will to the kitchen with a bag in his hand.
'Oh, thank you, Hannibal, but you didn't have to...'
'No, I didn't have to do it, but I wanted to. It will be nice to eat a breakfast with you and at least I will be sure you actually ate something. You've lost your weight, Will.' Hannibal looked at him with serious expression.
Will opened his mouth to explain it, but he knew that he didn't have a good explanation, after all it was his fault, he should care more about himself, but he had just forgotten...
'I know that you have a hard time and cases are overwhelming you, but you have to stay in your life. I will help you with that, if you let me.'
'Be in my life with me.' Will whispered looking at the floor.
'I am. And I will always be. I will take care of you.' Hannibal said as he raised Will's head and kissed his forehead. His lips stayed on Will's skin for couple of moments. He wanted to keep the touch for as long as he could.
After a minute he pulled away and put a dish on a table. There were scrambled eggs with sausages.
'Enjoy your meal.' Hannibal said as they sat at the table. Will loved those scrambled eggs and Hannibal was aware of that. It was a simple dish, but he knew this was what would make Will happy and he would do anything to make Will happy.
They were eating in silence. When they finished, Will finally broke it 'I would like to invite you to one place...'
'What place?' Hannibal asked intrigued.
'It's a restaurant. I... I know it's not very surprising, but I thought you would like it.'
Hannibal looked at him carefully. 'Is this what you want, Will?'
Will was confused. He thought Hannibal would like that idea...
'If you don't want to, we don't have to...'
'I'm asking about you, Will.'
Will didn't know what to say. That's true - crowded places weren't his favourite ones, but he could manage... He would do anything to make Hannibal happy.
'Do you know what I'm dreaming about, William? I'm dreaming to spend a wonderful evening with you. And it will be wonderful only if we both feel comfortable. I know you don't like that kind of places. You will focus more on people around you than on us. And I want this evening to be only about us. To be honest I don't feel like I really want to go there either. I want this time to be more intimate...' Hannibal grabbed Will's hand and was stroking it gently. Will looked down, trying to hide a blush. This is exactly what he wanted...
'So maybe... I will make a dinner for us and we will watch a movie together...' Will said in a low voice. He wasn't sure if Hannibal liked that.
'That sounds perfect.' Hannibal said with a smile and Will felt a relief.
Hannibal could see Will calming down and smiling slightly. That was what he wanted to see. Will should feel safe and comfortable with him. This would be an amazing evening and they would both fully enjoy it.