Sorry for the delay people! I did not notice I had so many people following this story! I will try to post more now! I am very sorry for the delay and I will try not to do that much! But I don't promise much... since I have school and stuff... ;~;
Again, I apologize for anything sounding out of character. This is my first Hannigram, so I promise I will get better. Thank you for reading! Please enjoy.
Will laid down for bed early on Tuesday night. He had everything ready for the next day, so he was sure that he would not be late for Hannibal's class this time. Will was prepared for anything that life wanted to throw at him that morning. So, he laid in bed for a minute waiting for the sleep to catch up to him. He had a nightmare the night before and drenched his bedding with sweat, so he exhausting from washing his sheets, then wrestling Winston for them, and washing them again. He rolled to his side and his eyes began to get heavier.
"D-Dr. Lect-Lecter!" Will moaned as Hannibal plunged into Will. Hannibal leaned towards Will's neck and began to suck on his hot skin.
"You really want that 'A', Mr. Graham?" Hannibal whispered into his ear. Will moaned and clenched the sheet underneath him as Hannibal went faster.
"Y-yes!" Will moaned, "Oh, fuck yes!"
Hannibal smirked and slowed down his pace. Will caught his breath and rolled his hips down on Hannibal's member. With each slow, desperate movement he whined for Hannibal to quit the banter behavior and start pounding into him. Will didn't know how it had happened; it just did and he was grateful that it did. Hannibal didn't push him away like Will first thought. Hannibal nipped on Will's ear while slowly regaining the pace Will desired.
"Don't stop." He murmured; the hot air sending a shiver down Will's spine.
Will tried desperately not to lose the pace and keep on moving his hips. He wanted to impress his professor; he wanted his professor to give him that 'A'. Hannibal pumped quicker into Will. He nearly took out his whole cock and plunged it back in to reach Will's prostate. Will grumbled at the friction in-between them. He dug his nails into Hannibal. Hannibal growled at Will and moved him to lay completely on his back and grip the blanket and not his back. Hannibal quickened the pace until Will was begging for release. Hannibal kissed Will's lips once more before he made Will cum.
Will gasped as his eyes shot opened. It was still dark in the room, he was sweaty like every other time, and he was breathless. Will got off of bed but when he did, he felt that uncomfortable sensation in his pants that wanted to make him lay back down. However, he had to clean up the mess he had created. It took him a while to realize what had caused his state.
Hannibal Lecter, his psychology professor had caused Will Graham to cum in his sleep. Will turned red as he sat down on his bed, processing the lustful dream. He felt so embarrassed like the professor had walked in on Will masturbating to his image. But, this dream was now Will Graham's dirty little secret. Something that he wouldn't tell anyone. Will got up to go grab a clean pair of underwear and some towels for that night.
Hannibal noticed a drowsy Will in his classroom. Will looked like he had not slept in nights, which was concerning; considering he was taking his midterm. Hannibal knew that if Will was not giving some effort he would have one of the lowest grades in the class. Hannibal hated the thought of the annoying red head in his class to have the best grade in the class. Hannibal walked through aisles of desks, checking on his student's eyes and catching quick glances at wrong answers. He was grateful Will sat at the corner of the room near the aisle. He placed a hand on Will's shoulder, so Will could wake up.
Will almost jumped out of his seat when he felt Hannibal's fingers slip off of his shoulder blade. He looked up at Hannibal who was now walking further up the aisle. Will blushed and began to write onto his Scantron. Will did not want to go to class, he wanted to stay home, and burry himself in his cover to forget that night's dream. He felt like he had committed the worst crime and his professor was there to witness it. Hannibal had no idea how Will had "soiled" his image. He wrote the essay as quick as he could, but life always found new ways to annoy Will. He was the last one in the class to finish the exam.
Will packed up his stuff and began to walk down the aisle to Hannibal's desk. Hannibal looked up at Will, his eyes following the young student. Will tried to look at everything bubbled into his test, but he had already gone over it three different times. There was nothing to correct. Will placed the test on Hannibal's desk and tried to scurry off, but Hannibal called on him before he could.
"Will, I noticed that you were distracted while taking the exam." Hannibal said, "Was my exam really, that simple?"
"N-no!" Will shook his head, "I haven't been able to some rest."
"My exam was that difficult then?" Hannibal smiled.
"No! Well, a little! I think it was difficult, but easy in its own way." Will explained, "I was just over thinking things." Hannibal chuckled at Will's attempt to clean up a mess he had made.
"The devil is in the details." Hannibal smiled, "Come by my office later today, I'll be staying here pretty late, so anytime is fine."
"I think I can go at seven." Will muttered, "Is that okay?"
"Perfect." Hannibal smiled.
Will nodded and left promptly before Hannibal could call on him once more. Hannibal chuckled as he watched Will's pretty little ass scurry out of the room. He had noticed the red tint in his cheeks when he walked down the aisle of the classroom. Maybe he was daydreaming about the professor while taking the exam, but Hannibal quickly got rid of that thought from his mind. He still had other classes to teach.
Honestly, Hannibal was not sure on how to act upon his feelings. Hannibal had never encountered a student that provided so much interest to him. He started out having a professional interest in young William. He liked to observe him around other people. Sure, he had dealt with classic anti-social and depressed people in his classes before, but Will was not anti-social or depressed, in Hannibal's professional opinion.
Will demonstrated social awkwardness and low self-esteem because of it. Will communicated well with his past professors. He had a close relationship with Professor Crawford (who utilized him for his class from time to time) and had a very close relationship to a freshman Abigail Hobbs. However, he did not have to take Crawford's class this year and Abigail transferred to a different University. It took Will a while to befriend the two, but in the end he did.
Hannibal never noticed when he began to fall for Will's quick smiles he would give Abigail or the way he would he would think about the situation presented in the classroom. Will Graham was a very beautiful experiment that Hannibal was taking pride in. He sighed putting down the paper he was reading and picked up Will's Scantron. He read the name in Will's writing. The most rugged lettering he had ever seen, but it held such grace over the paper that Hannibal could not explain it. He chuckled and thought about what to do before his little meet-up with Will.
Will ran to Hannibal's office since he did not want to be late. He reached the door and gasped for air before knocking. He gave three light knocks before Hannibal walked to the door. Will smiled 'hello' as Hannibal let him enter. Will looked around to admire the organization of his office. He recalled not a lot of professors gave so much care to their classrooms or offices. They were almost always cluttered with trinkets and papers. However, Hannibal's office was very standard with an elegant feel to it. Will sat down in one of the two chairs in front of Hannibal's desk. He placed his backpack at his feet and glanced at Hannibal who was looking for something in one of his cabinets.
"This is a calming tea; it should help you when you have sleepless nights." Hannibal commented as he handed Will a tea bag, "But, I wanted to speak to you about the essay you turned in."
"What about it?"
"It was the highest grade in the class." Hannibal stated, "Not that there was much to compete with, I gave you a C plus."
"C plus?" Will repeated.
"Is there a problem?" Hannibal challenged. He wanted to test Will; he wanted to know what Will was capable of. If socializing was Will's greatest fear then this would make him socialize.
"I deserve a better grade than a C plus." Will looked through the pages he had wrote, "I deserve at least a 'B'."
"A 'B'?" Hannibal looked at Will, who lifted his eyes to meet Hannibal's, "Well, Mr. Graham, I will reread your research paper and think about your request." Will handed the paper back to Hannibal. He felt a bit embarrassed because of his assertive manner. But he had to be. He deserved that grade and he could not fail the class again. He began to turn a shade of red because of the dream he had earlier that day, "Since, you are the highest grade in the class, I spoke to the business office and asked if I could have you as a teacher's assistant if you would like to."
"You-your teacher's assistant?" Will asked.
"Yes, you would have to attend the class I have on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays." Hannibal explained, "I have a teacher's assistant already for Thursday and Tuesday. It is in between two classes that you have each day, so they won't interfere with your schedule."
"I-I really appreciate it Dr. Lecter, but why would you want me as a teacher's assistant?" Will said.
"You do need the extra money for your vehicle, don't you?" Hannibal said, "Besides, there is a lot of grading and papers I have to read and they're not as interesting as your papers."
"Thank you, but the break is coming up so-?"
"Oh, you will begin after the break, of course." Hannibal explained, a small smirk spread across Hannibal's face. He looked back up at Will after putting the research paper back in a drawer, "I heard most of the students of your class are planning a trip to the mountains, are you going to partake in it?"
"No… I don't-."
"I was teasing, Will." Hannibal smiled, "What are your plans then?"
"Staying home with my dogs…" Will responded.
"You're not going to visit your parents?" Hannibal inquired.
"I never met my mother and I was never close to my father. I do have my sponsor, but I doubt she will be coming here. I usually leave her home on the winter break and summer."
"So, you will be alone for the vacation?" Hannibal muttered, "Would you like to spend the vacation with me?" Hannibal asked.
Their eyes met again. This time neither of them lowered their gaze. Will gave a quizzical look, while Hannibal's look was animalistic. That look made Will want Hannibal to ravish him there. He wanted that dream to become a reality, he wanted Hannibal to place him on his desk, and kiss him until he asphyxiated. Will licked his lips before asking the question in his mind. Will hesitated, but he had to ask before his professor lost interest in Will.
"D-Dr. Lecter…" Will cleared his throat, "Is there something else here?"
"How so Will?" Hannibal chuckled to himself. He wondered why it took Will so long to catch on.
"You know…" Will shrugged, "Are you interested in me?"
"Does it make you uncomfortable, Will?" Hannibal asked. He didn't move his gaze from Will; his golden brown eyes pierced into Will's green eyes. Will hesitated to talk. He didn't want to answer the question. It did make his feel uncomfortable, but not because it was weird. It was because he didn't want Hannibal to think he was weird.
"Not really…" Will hesitated. Hannibal chuckled and slouched back into his chair.
"Will, I'm getting the impression that you are interested in me as well."
"My first year… I didn't find you interesting." Will said, "But now… you're a lot more interesting…" Hannibal smirked and leaned close to Will. Will held in his breath when he saw his professor making the move.
"Would you like to go out on a date, Will?"