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Thanks for the reviews people, they are very much appreciated. Let me know what you think of this chapter please.
Chapter 4
She waited for his reaction with horror in her eyes. But the last thing she expected was an open pair of outstretched arms. Letting her hands fall down she practically ran into them, burying her face in the layers of expensive clothes, she felt the sobs come. As she clutched his lapels desperately she felt his arms enclose her, pull her deeper into this new safe haven. She felt him kiss her hair, before laying his injured cheek on her head.
"Ssssshhhhhh Clarice. Its over now…It's over now."
He felt her knees weaken and clutched her more tightly. Reaching down he swept her into his arms, carrying her to the bed, before sitting down with her still in his lap.
They stayed like that for almost twenty minutes. When he could hear that she had stopped crying, and now the only sign that she ever had was the slight hiccups in her breathing and the obvious way his shirt stuck to him, he shifted slightly under her, and whispered her name.
"Clarice… Clarice look at me"
She hesitantly brought her face up from the comfort of hi chest to look at him in the eye. She nearly started all over again when she saw the kindness there.
"Please Clarice, tell me what's wrong," he implored gently
For a second he thought she might begin to cry again if the wobble in her bottom lip was anything to go by, but he was glad when she sucked in a deep shivering breath and tilted her head to study her hands.
" I don't know where to start," she whispered hoarsely
He smiled a little and said,
"Lets try the beginning hmmm?"
He could see a smile tug at her lips for a sweeping second
"Do you have a few years?" she said dejectedly
He smiled a little again, taking her hands in his,
" I have the rest of my life Clarice, however short or long that may be"
She looked up to his face, her face sad. She reached out tentively and touched his lips.
She should be feeling disgust, horror even with the knowledge of what his mouth had done, but looking inside herself all she could feel was a sense of relief, closeness and security. She leaned into him a little more, snuggling into the warm that was his broad chest, her fingers falling down, playing slightly with the bottom button of his jacket. When had her feelings changed so dramatically? She felt confused and tired. Her body was exhausted and her mind spent.
He could see that she was tired, confused. She was trying to analyse her feelings, her thoughts and it was obviously making her head spin. When she snuggled deeper into his embrace he smiled down at her, watching as she toyed idly with the button on his jacket. It amazed him how totally at ease she was with him, actually if he were more honest with himself he was a little worried at how relaxed she was. There were huge contradictions in her behaviour tonight, and she was obviously fighting an inner battle, a battle that had called a truce for the night by the looks of things. While contemplating the myriad of emotions he himself were feeling, he didn't notice the change in breathing from the creature in his lap, it wasn't until he felt her head begin to slide down the front of his shirt that he realised she had fallen asleep. Tilting her head back slightly with his open palm he gazed into her sleeping face, pulling her a little tighter towards himself, revelling holding her in his arms.
Shifting their position slightly he leaned against the headboard, slowly bringing his feet up and stretching his tired muscles across the bed. He knew he should probably go, daylight was approaching and as much as he enjoyed the currant scenario, he couldn't afford to be complacent in his own security and safety. A few more minutes he thought to himself, as Clarice shifted a little, burying her head into the crook of his arm.
Chapter 5
Snapping his eyes open, he recognised the sound immediately as someone trying the handle on the front door. Looking to the window he saw he had been asleep for approximately forty minutes, if the reflection of the LCD display was correct.
"Shhhh"
The whispered sound carried through the otherwise silent house, and Hannibal slowly moved to the edge of the bed, letting Clarice, still sleeping soundly, find comfort on the pillow instead of his arm. His harpy already in his hand, he smoothly made his way to the shadows of the room, and with a whisper of fabric he blended into the darkness. Waiting.
I know it's a little short, but if I get review's ( hint hint) I'll post a lot more tomorrow. I know I'm blackmailing, I must have a little evil in me! lol
See previous chapters for disclaimer.
Thanks for the reviews people, they are very much appreciated. Let me know what you think of this chapter please.
Chapter 4
She waited for his reaction with horror in her eyes. But the last thing she expected was an open pair of outstretched arms. Letting her hands fall down she practically ran into them, burying her face in the layers of expensive clothes, she felt the sobs come. As she clutched his lapels desperately she felt his arms enclose her, pull her deeper into this new safe haven. She felt him kiss her hair, before laying his injured cheek on her head.
"Ssssshhhhhh Clarice. Its over now…It's over now."
He felt her knees weaken and clutched her more tightly. Reaching down he swept her into his arms, carrying her to the bed, before sitting down with her still in his lap.
They stayed like that for almost twenty minutes. When he could hear that she had stopped crying, and now the only sign that she ever had was the slight hiccups in her breathing and the obvious way his shirt stuck to him, he shifted slightly under her, and whispered her name.
"Clarice… Clarice look at me"
She hesitantly brought her face up from the comfort of hi chest to look at him in the eye. She nearly started all over again when she saw the kindness there.
"Please Clarice, tell me what's wrong," he implored gently
For a second he thought she might begin to cry again if the wobble in her bottom lip was anything to go by, but he was glad when she sucked in a deep shivering breath and tilted her head to study her hands.
" I don't know where to start," she whispered hoarsely
He smiled a little and said,
"Lets try the beginning hmmm?"
He could see a smile tug at her lips for a sweeping second
"Do you have a few years?" she said dejectedly
He smiled a little again, taking her hands in his,
" I have the rest of my life Clarice, however short or long that may be"
She looked up to his face, her face sad. She reached out tentively and touched his lips.
She should be feeling disgust, horror even with the knowledge of what his mouth had done, but looking inside herself all she could feel was a sense of relief, closeness and security. She leaned into him a little more, snuggling into the warm that was his broad chest, her fingers falling down, playing slightly with the bottom button of his jacket. When had her feelings changed so dramatically? She felt confused and tired. Her body was exhausted and her mind spent.
He could see that she was tired, confused. She was trying to analyse her feelings, her thoughts and it was obviously making her head spin. When she snuggled deeper into his embrace he smiled down at her, watching as she toyed idly with the button on his jacket. It amazed him how totally at ease she was with him, actually if he were more honest with himself he was a little worried at how relaxed she was. There were huge contradictions in her behaviour tonight, and she was obviously fighting an inner battle, a battle that had called a truce for the night by the looks of things. While contemplating the myriad of emotions he himself were feeling, he didn't notice the change in breathing from the creature in his lap, it wasn't until he felt her head begin to slide down the front of his shirt that he realised she had fallen asleep. Tilting her head back slightly with his open palm he gazed into her sleeping face, pulling her a little tighter towards himself, revelling holding her in his arms.
Shifting their position slightly he leaned against the headboard, slowly bringing his feet up and stretching his tired muscles across the bed. He knew he should probably go, daylight was approaching and as much as he enjoyed the currant scenario, he couldn't afford to be complacent in his own security and safety. A few more minutes he thought to himself, as Clarice shifted a little, burying her head into the crook of his arm.
Chapter 5
Snapping his eyes open, he recognised the sound immediately as someone trying the handle on the front door. Looking to the window he saw he had been asleep for approximately forty minutes, if the reflection of the LCD display was correct.
"Shhhh"
The whispered sound carried through the otherwise silent house, and Hannibal slowly moved to the edge of the bed, letting Clarice, still sleeping soundly, find comfort on the pillow instead of his arm. His harpy already in his hand, he smoothly made his way to the shadows of the room, and with a whisper of fabric he blended into the darkness. Waiting.
I know it's a little short, but if I get review's ( hint hint) I'll post a lot more tomorrow. I know I'm blackmailing, I must have a little evil in me! lol