Chapter 3

The following morning the air was thick and humid. The croaking of frogs and the chirp of crickets beckoned Will out of the shack. That was when He saw the mud trail circling his house. The ground was sunken in where the heavy merman had dragged himself around the wet terrain. By the depth of tracks Will would guess he was circling his house longer than he was aware of. Still spooked he looked over his front door.

Will was alarmed to see the deep gashes imbedded in his door, but was disturbed to find muddy handprints leading a trail up to his window. Not only does Hannibal possess the force to almost slash into an oak door but he could have got into the house if he had wanted.

So why didn't he?

Feeling the now familiar ping of fear his body sprang into action. As fast as his legs would let him he bolted to his boat pushing it into the water. He didn't care about his belongings at that point he wanted to leave the wetlands forever. Jumping in his only way of escape he shuffled over to the motor. With shaky hands he pulled the engine cord letting the hum of the motor roar.

He pushed the propellers in the water and shot off away from the place that was supposed to be his oasis.

He started to feel giddy as he moved farther and farther from his "crime scene" making the shack look to be a dot in his view. The water lapping at the side of the boat and the rumble of the motor covered the noises of the swamp. Will hadn't noticed the eerie silence that had fallen over the bog.

Will had begun turning to avoid some trees in the water only for his boat to rock. Thinking he had hit a stump or something he tried moving forward only for the boat engine to stop completely. Panicking Will stood up grabbing his emergency paddle for some kind of weapon.

"Hann…iball?" he called out quivering.

Carefully he tipped the tip of the paddle gently into the surface of the water. Swishing it slowly in the green water he called out again.

"Hannibal are you there?"

Trying to calm himself down he laughed it off as an alligator hitting itself on the boat and bumping the engine off. Feeling relief sweep through him he began pulling the paddle back onto the boat. As it pulled out of the water a webbed hand shot up and latched on. Screaming Will released the paddle letting it be dragged into the waters depth and stumbled away from the edge of the boat.

Terror gripping him, making his heart race at and abnormal speed. He turned for the motor pulling the start cord constantly. Yanking faster and harder attempting to make it work. The boat began rocking again faster now than before.

"Hannibal please stop!" Will began screaming at the water. He just wanted to leave.

"Why won't you let me leave?!" with one last rocking motion the boat flipped knocking the alarmed man into the swampy waters. Fearing for his life Will attempted to swim back to the surface, only for a weight to begin pulling his leg farther down into the murky water. Looking down at his ankles he saw the merman sinking them to the bottom of the marsh.

Assuming Hannibal was dragging him down to kill him he struggled to break his self-free from the other man's grip, kicking and twisting as hard and as much as he was able. The angry hissing from before began to pour out of Hannibal's mouth sending shivers of terror up Will's spine.

The lack of oxygen was making it harder and harder to struggle against him before long he was unable to even wiggle slightly. He was seeing visions of black threatening to take over is eye sight. His precious air leaving him on the break of passing out.

Hannibal seeing Will about to faint, grabbed the back of his brown curls and clashed him into a painful kiss. Forcefully he shot the air from his mouth into Will's filling the human's lungs with much needed oxygen. He continued his kiss until Will's eyes stopped trying to flutter shut.

"Will can you hear me?" Hannibal said.

Nodding weakly, Hannibal smirked.

"If you don't want to drown Will I suggest you stop fighting do you understand?"

Nodding again he tried to contain what little air he was given.

Happy with having Will's corporation, he pulled him into another kiss. Whimpering Will opened his mouth pleading for more air. Excited Hannibal gave him what he wanted. Using his gills he pumped the oxygen from the water and shot it into his mate's mouth.

He no longer had to hold Will in place, the man was clinging on begging for the little oxygen Hannibal could provide. Feeling like punishing Will for trying to escape he reached his hands around his throat and began squeezing causing bubbles to leave Will's pink lips. Trying to stop Hannibal he pathetically tried to yank on his grip with little effect. After his sad attempt of fighting he stopped and pleaded with his eyes for mercy. Grinning viciously he released Will's throat allowing him to request for more air.

Whimpering he gently placed pecks on Hannibal's mouth trying to entice him for more. Hannibal obliged drawing him close where he was floating close to his lap. There kiss got deeper as Will greedily sucked up more air. He felt pathetic but he didn't want to die at the bottom of a swamp.

Feeling more eager having Will participate, Hannibal boldly gripped on to Will's waist and began to grind against him. Gasping at the foreign feeling he began losing more air than he wanted. Humiliated he latched his lips against Hannibal's, submissively giving the man the advantage he so desired.

Hannibal couldn't be more pleased with Will's reaction. He began thrusting more ferociously getting the friction he craved. Will felt even more pathetic as the merman moved his hips for him forcing him to move against Hannibal's thrust. Mortified Will began feeling his body betray him as he became hard from the unwanted humping. Moans bubbled out of Will's tightened mouth much to his dismay. He need oxygen. Ashamed he looked up at Hannibal again begging for what little air he could provide.

The look Will shot at Hannibal made the merman afire. Will was finally being accepting of his new role as beta, as his mate. His deep blue eyes pleaded with Hannibal letting the merman know that the smaller man needed him. Over ecstatically Hannibal latched his mouth over Will's, giving what he needed like an alpha should.

Will filled his lungs with the little air he was given and began humping rapidly back against Hannibal.

'With any luck the sooner he gets off the faster I can go back to the surface,' will thought hopefully.

Enticed by Will's new found enthusiasm Hannibal thrusted fast like he did their first time at unhuman speed. The friction of his movements made Will moan involuntary having air leave his mouth more and more.

Desperate he pulled the merman tight forcing their lips to stay together. He didn't want to die after all the humiliation he just had to go through. Hannibal didn't mind though. He rather enjoyed giving air to Will. He also like the little muffled moans Will was shooting into his mouth.

With a few fast thrust Will's body began to spasm he was about to bust. Not wanting to be stuck under the water waiting for Hannibal to finish he did something embarrassing for him. Will slowly entered his tongue into Hannibal's moist mouth running it over the merman's tongue tasting the bitter taste of whatever His last meal was.

Surprised at by Will's urging kiss Hannibal could feel his body react faster than his brain could. He could feel the burning impatient feeling he feels before he gets off. Grunting into Will's mouth he gave a few more fast thrust making Will's body react first. Will arched unthinking letting air bubbles shoot out of his mouth. Seeing Will's body move in that way, convulsing pushed Hannibal over the edge finishing shortly after his mate.

After a minute of Hannibal huffing in water and exchanging oxygen with Will he decided to take the human back to the surface. He used his tail to strongly push them off the swamp floor and launch them closer to the dry air above.

As soon as they busted to the water surface Will sucked in as much air as he could. The little oxygen he had received from Hannibal wasn't enough. He needed to fill his lungs with the dry summer air. Gasping and chocking between breathes he wearily watched as the merman swam over to his flipped boat.

Without much effort Hannibal flipped it back upright leaving Will astonished and worried about the strength of the merman.

"Will come over here I am going to help you into the boat."

Drained Will slowly paddled over to him not complaining at all as he was tossed roughly out of the water and landing not too softly onto his boat.

"Listen to me Will. You're going home I am not letting you leave until I know I can trust you." Hannibal stated.

The authority in his tone made Will not even question it. He was half drowned and to drowsy to care, all he wanted to do was go back to bed.

Besides all thought of escaped was abandoned the moment he was at the bottom of the swamp. He knew he'd never be able to leave if he didn't cooperate with the psychotic fish at least until he could gain his trust. He would just have to endure like he did at the FBI.

Nodding robotically he shuffled over to the motor only to see why it stopped in the first place. It was bent at the base and defiantly unable to be fixed.

'I won't be able to escape using the boat for a long while.' Will thought bitterly

Chuckling at his handy work Hannibal got behind the boat and pushed it forward towards the hut.

"I'll make sure you have everything you need from now on Will, after all you are my mate." Hannibal stated confidently.

As they neared the shack Will couldn't help but Tremble at Hannibal's upbeat vow to provide for him. Will knew he wasn't going to be able to leave anytime soon or maybe not at all.

Sorry it took a while 0w0)