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A/N okay okay I know, it's been fare too long since I should have posted a chapter, but really I needed to figure out what to do with the story, and the writers block paid me a visit to. And I have been come an E-bay addict as well. But here the next chapter is. I hope you all will enjoy. Remember to review.
Chapter four
Clarice felt like she had been hypnotized by Dr. Lecter. His steady breathing that sent shivers from her neck and down. She heard his voice but it was fare away. All Clarice ever cared for in that moment was Dr. Hannibal Lecter, nothing else, not even her high prized morals meant anything. Clarice just wanted to sink into Dr. Lecter's being; she wanted to be consumed by him. For so long she had denied the voice inside her self. She had wanted him for so many years, she had tried to fight her self, and now she found her self in the arms of the man, a criminal, a man that had been the center piece of the FBI's most wanted list, he had done unspeakable things and he had eaten human flesh. But all that did not matter anymore.
Clarice no longer saw him as a criminal, he was merely a man, and Clarice was not a FBI agent, she was a woman.
She heard his voice through the daze of her own thoughts. And she leaned even more into Dr. Lecter. His warmth was like heaven, and his hands on her arms was like fire. A single tear escaped Clarice's eye as she rested her head on his shoulder.
Dr. Lecter savored the feeling and let out sigh. "Oh Clarice" his voice Clarice thought almost carried a sound of defeat. Clarice opened her eyes and looked at Dr. Lecter for the first time in a long while. Her eyes shone, and Dr. Lecter didn't dare believe that he actually saw love shine from her deep blue eyes. She turned in his arms and was front to front with him. All fight had abandoned her, Clarice had accepted that what she wanted most in this world was the man in front of her.
Clarice stepped closer to Dr. Lecter, so that there only were mere inches of air between their bodies. Clarice reached out to touch his face and took a deep breath.
Dr. Lecter could see that something was wrong, Clarice shook her head, but her vision was becoming blurred, and she felt her legs buckled under her. "Hannibal" was the last she said before she passed out.
Dr. Lecter was in mild shock; she had used his given name. But the moment passed so fast that he was able to catch Clarice before she reached the floor. He picked her up in his arms and carried her up stairs to her bedroom, where he undressed her so that she only was wearing a t-shirt and he tucked her in, after checking that it was nothing serious. He sat next to the bed and watched her as she slept, and even the lambs seemed to be silenced. He knew that she had finally accepted her feelings, but she had also come to a decision as to what to do about those feelings.
The midnight hour came and passed, it wasn't until 3 am that Clarice began to stir. Dr. Lecter didn't move, he sat silently watching Clarice as she started to wake up.
Clarice was a bit confused, had it all been a dream? Clarice was on the edge of tears thinking it was only a dream. *No he had to have been here, the question is, is he still here? * Clarice opened her eyes, the room was dark and she couldn't see anything. She sat up in her bed, and she noticed a dark figure sitting next to her bed. Clarice was unsure if she should speak and decided it was best to wait for Dr. Lecter to say anything.
There was a long silence. Before Dr. Lecter broke it. "Feeling better?" "Much" Clarice didn't ask what happened, she knew now that she had passed out again. She was feeling alot better, knowing that Dr. Lecter was there. "How long was I out Dr. Lecter?"
Dr. Lecter almost seemed irritated. "Back to formalities already? And you where making such progress." The playful tone was back in his voice, and clarice could hear rather then see the ghost of a smile on his lips. Clarice knew what he was referring to. "No, I mean yes." Clarice stumbled over the words. "I didn't know if I could call you by you....." Clarice stopped to think about what she was saying. "I guess I just wanted to be sure I could call you... Hann" Clarice stopped only for a second, she wanted to taste his name this time, and savour it. she had only in her deepest dreams dared call him by his given name. "Hannibal" She closed her eyes as she whispered the name out in the dark. It was everything she had ever thought it would be. She wonder briefly how merely his name could have such power over her.
"Hannibal" this time it was said with more force. Clarice suddenly felt very alone and very cold, and desperately wanted his body to comfort her to warm her, to never let her go. But she would never ask him; she would not be the first to utter anything about her feelings.
Clarice encircled her legs and looked straight into the room. The silence was deafening, only their joint breathing was the sound in the room. As the moment stretched Clarice began to feel irritated. *Why don't he say anything?* Clarice turned her face in the direction of Dr. Lecter.
"What is it you want from me?" it was carried out on the breath she hadn't realized she had been holding. "Quid pro Quo Clarice." Dr. Lecter leaned forward as he spoke, so that Clarice could see him, his maroon eyes lit up like two glowing stones in the dark. "Tell me Clarice." As Dr. Lecter began to talk, Clarice swallowed, and tried not to look into the pools of his eyes.
"Would you ever say to me stop......." he leaned in even closer. "If you loved me you'd stop?" Clarice shivered as he was next to her in the bed, capturing her eyes. Clarice was speechless, and she didn't dare move. She didn't know what to expect, and as he repeated the words from that faithful night at Chesapeake, she remembered her answer. "Not in a thousand years." His white teethes glittered in the dark as he learned in. Clarice was sure that she would feel those teethes as they savagely made their way through her skin.
But instead his lips captured hers. The kiss was savage and hungry; it was fierce yet so full love. What none of then had dared speak was in that kiss. The world around them stopped. For in that moment where their lips met willingly, two chaotic forces had joined. The kiss was electric and they both felt it.
Dr. Lecter gently pushed Clarice down on to the mattress and covered her body with his own. Still the kiss hadn't been broken, Clarice was sure that she had died and gone to heaven.
When Dr. Lecter finally broke the kiss, Clarice moaned her complaint and opened her eyes. "That's my girl." He again attacked her lips, his tongue seeking access to her mouth, exploring her cave. And then moments later, retracting, creating some space between himself and Clarice so that they had eye contact.
"Oh the things you do to me Clarice." *was that surrender I heard in his voice?* Clarice asked herself.
But she didn't get a chance to speak. "I once came half way around the world to watch you run, and I asked you to let me run. Now Clarice I am asking you to run with me. We could have some fun you know!"
Clarice hadn't thought about the future, all that matter was feeling Dr. Lecter. She knew she would never ever let him go again. "Yes" her voice was husked and filled with lust. She dragged Dr. Lecter closer to her, so that her lips gently brushed his as she spoke once more. "Now make love to me Hannibal, I don't think I can wait much longer."
And he did just that.
The end
A/N so that was that, a bit longer chapter wouldn't you say. Did you like the ending? Please tell me. So happy reading.
Ta ta guber
A/N okay okay I know, it's been fare too long since I should have posted a chapter, but really I needed to figure out what to do with the story, and the writers block paid me a visit to. And I have been come an E-bay addict as well. But here the next chapter is. I hope you all will enjoy. Remember to review.
Chapter four
Clarice felt like she had been hypnotized by Dr. Lecter. His steady breathing that sent shivers from her neck and down. She heard his voice but it was fare away. All Clarice ever cared for in that moment was Dr. Hannibal Lecter, nothing else, not even her high prized morals meant anything. Clarice just wanted to sink into Dr. Lecter's being; she wanted to be consumed by him. For so long she had denied the voice inside her self. She had wanted him for so many years, she had tried to fight her self, and now she found her self in the arms of the man, a criminal, a man that had been the center piece of the FBI's most wanted list, he had done unspeakable things and he had eaten human flesh. But all that did not matter anymore.
Clarice no longer saw him as a criminal, he was merely a man, and Clarice was not a FBI agent, she was a woman.
She heard his voice through the daze of her own thoughts. And she leaned even more into Dr. Lecter. His warmth was like heaven, and his hands on her arms was like fire. A single tear escaped Clarice's eye as she rested her head on his shoulder.
Dr. Lecter savored the feeling and let out sigh. "Oh Clarice" his voice Clarice thought almost carried a sound of defeat. Clarice opened her eyes and looked at Dr. Lecter for the first time in a long while. Her eyes shone, and Dr. Lecter didn't dare believe that he actually saw love shine from her deep blue eyes. She turned in his arms and was front to front with him. All fight had abandoned her, Clarice had accepted that what she wanted most in this world was the man in front of her.
Clarice stepped closer to Dr. Lecter, so that there only were mere inches of air between their bodies. Clarice reached out to touch his face and took a deep breath.
Dr. Lecter could see that something was wrong, Clarice shook her head, but her vision was becoming blurred, and she felt her legs buckled under her. "Hannibal" was the last she said before she passed out.
Dr. Lecter was in mild shock; she had used his given name. But the moment passed so fast that he was able to catch Clarice before she reached the floor. He picked her up in his arms and carried her up stairs to her bedroom, where he undressed her so that she only was wearing a t-shirt and he tucked her in, after checking that it was nothing serious. He sat next to the bed and watched her as she slept, and even the lambs seemed to be silenced. He knew that she had finally accepted her feelings, but she had also come to a decision as to what to do about those feelings.
The midnight hour came and passed, it wasn't until 3 am that Clarice began to stir. Dr. Lecter didn't move, he sat silently watching Clarice as she started to wake up.
Clarice was a bit confused, had it all been a dream? Clarice was on the edge of tears thinking it was only a dream. *No he had to have been here, the question is, is he still here? * Clarice opened her eyes, the room was dark and she couldn't see anything. She sat up in her bed, and she noticed a dark figure sitting next to her bed. Clarice was unsure if she should speak and decided it was best to wait for Dr. Lecter to say anything.
There was a long silence. Before Dr. Lecter broke it. "Feeling better?" "Much" Clarice didn't ask what happened, she knew now that she had passed out again. She was feeling alot better, knowing that Dr. Lecter was there. "How long was I out Dr. Lecter?"
Dr. Lecter almost seemed irritated. "Back to formalities already? And you where making such progress." The playful tone was back in his voice, and clarice could hear rather then see the ghost of a smile on his lips. Clarice knew what he was referring to. "No, I mean yes." Clarice stumbled over the words. "I didn't know if I could call you by you....." Clarice stopped to think about what she was saying. "I guess I just wanted to be sure I could call you... Hann" Clarice stopped only for a second, she wanted to taste his name this time, and savour it. she had only in her deepest dreams dared call him by his given name. "Hannibal" She closed her eyes as she whispered the name out in the dark. It was everything she had ever thought it would be. She wonder briefly how merely his name could have such power over her.
"Hannibal" this time it was said with more force. Clarice suddenly felt very alone and very cold, and desperately wanted his body to comfort her to warm her, to never let her go. But she would never ask him; she would not be the first to utter anything about her feelings.
Clarice encircled her legs and looked straight into the room. The silence was deafening, only their joint breathing was the sound in the room. As the moment stretched Clarice began to feel irritated. *Why don't he say anything?* Clarice turned her face in the direction of Dr. Lecter.
"What is it you want from me?" it was carried out on the breath she hadn't realized she had been holding. "Quid pro Quo Clarice." Dr. Lecter leaned forward as he spoke, so that Clarice could see him, his maroon eyes lit up like two glowing stones in the dark. "Tell me Clarice." As Dr. Lecter began to talk, Clarice swallowed, and tried not to look into the pools of his eyes.
"Would you ever say to me stop......." he leaned in even closer. "If you loved me you'd stop?" Clarice shivered as he was next to her in the bed, capturing her eyes. Clarice was speechless, and she didn't dare move. She didn't know what to expect, and as he repeated the words from that faithful night at Chesapeake, she remembered her answer. "Not in a thousand years." His white teethes glittered in the dark as he learned in. Clarice was sure that she would feel those teethes as they savagely made their way through her skin.
But instead his lips captured hers. The kiss was savage and hungry; it was fierce yet so full love. What none of then had dared speak was in that kiss. The world around them stopped. For in that moment where their lips met willingly, two chaotic forces had joined. The kiss was electric and they both felt it.
Dr. Lecter gently pushed Clarice down on to the mattress and covered her body with his own. Still the kiss hadn't been broken, Clarice was sure that she had died and gone to heaven.
When Dr. Lecter finally broke the kiss, Clarice moaned her complaint and opened her eyes. "That's my girl." He again attacked her lips, his tongue seeking access to her mouth, exploring her cave. And then moments later, retracting, creating some space between himself and Clarice so that they had eye contact.
"Oh the things you do to me Clarice." *was that surrender I heard in his voice?* Clarice asked herself.
But she didn't get a chance to speak. "I once came half way around the world to watch you run, and I asked you to let me run. Now Clarice I am asking you to run with me. We could have some fun you know!"
Clarice hadn't thought about the future, all that matter was feeling Dr. Lecter. She knew she would never ever let him go again. "Yes" her voice was husked and filled with lust. She dragged Dr. Lecter closer to her, so that her lips gently brushed his as she spoke once more. "Now make love to me Hannibal, I don't think I can wait much longer."
And he did just that.
The end
A/N so that was that, a bit longer chapter wouldn't you say. Did you like the ending? Please tell me. So happy reading.
Ta ta guber