I slid myself over Fred making sure to brush my ass against him making him buck against me, before inserting myself between him and Hannibal.

Leaning forward I placed a hand on Hannibal's chest, feeling his heart racing beneath my palm.

His pulse is definitely above 85 now.

I flipped my auburn hair over my shoulder before pressing my lips against Hannibal's. He froze before melting against me, his lips moving gently with mine, taking what I was giving but not asking for more.

He's keeping a tight grip on his control.

I want it gone.

Boldly I slid my tongue over his bottom lips asking for entrance. He opened his mouth to let me taste him, I could taste the tea and honey we'd all indulged in, but I could taste an underlying sweetness, something distinctly Hannibal.

I swiped my tongue over his teeth and palette, before coaxing his tongue to dance with mine. He breathed heavily through his nose, his hand coming to grip my waist as I deepened this kiss.

When I pulled away a small string of saliva still connected our lips. Looking at him, it took my breath away. Those maroon eyes were so dark, dilated with lust.

Lust I'd instilled in him.

His lips were wet and a little swollen, the flush on his cheek contrasted his pale skin and his chest was heaving.

I felt so powerful at that moment.

I felt Fred's hand twitch between us, it hadn't left its spot on Hannibal's knee. Glancing back over my shoulder I saw Fred wasn't faring much better than Hannibal. Looking between them an idea popped into my head.

Smirking I leaned back against Fred's chest, whispering my plan into his ear. He flushed but began to pant slightly, letting me know he loved the idea.

I want to watch them together as much as I want to be with them.

Fred's eyes looked a little scared as he gazed at a dazed Hannibal.

But then he moved.

He leaned over my shoulder, his hand sliding from Hannibal's knee to his hip before catching those swollen lips in his own kiss.

Hannibal's eyes snapped open wide as Fred's lips replaced my own, his eyes darted around panicked.

To ease him I whispered in his ear.

"You look so beautiful, Hannibal. Cheeks flushed, chest heaving. Fred wants you as much as I do."

At my words, Hannibal's eyes slid closed, but he didn't respond to the kiss.

Fred drew away looking a little dejected, but I pushed him forward. Their lips a breath apart.

Hannibal's eyes slowly slid open, maroon meeting blue.

I traced my hands over his chest, and he made a surprised noise when I caught his nipples. They stood hard under my fingertips. I pinched one testing, Hannibal's hips bucked as much as our position would allow.

Seeing Hannibal was relaxing, Fred spoke.

"C-can I call you by your first name?"

Hannibal knew the question was aimed at him, and with a slight nod from the smaller man Fred let out a breath he had been holding.

"I am going to kiss you again, Hannibal. If you don't want me to, speak now."

Hannibal remained silent.

Taking this as permission Fred leaned in again and I was surprised when Hannibal met him halfway, immediately sinking into the kiss.

I moaned at the sight of them.

They were beautiful.

Together and apart.

Feeling a little left out, I slid my hands down to Hannibal's hips intertwining my fingers with Fred's.

I slid our joined hands to Hannibal's straining erection, just resting there, but it had the desired effect.

Hannibal snapped his head back letting out a deep groan, echoed by Fred.

"I think…"

Both of them looked down at me, sandwiched between their bodies.

"I think… we should move this to a more appropriate location."

"Yes." Fred groaned.

Hannibal nodded vigorously.

I took both their hands in mine, pulling them up.

They swayed a little, unsteady as I spun as walking towards the bedroom, swinging my hips, enticing them, drawing them in.

I heard their footsteps behind me as I laid down on the bed.

Without looking to the door, I heard twin inhales as they took in my ruffled appearance and lewd posing.

One beg slightly bent, one hand resting above my head, the other on my stomach.

"Well…"

I turned my gaze to them both.

"Come and get me, boys."

They exchanged a look and stalked towards the bed.

I breathed deep and Fred settled himself on my left and Hannibal on my right.

"Are you sure Clarice?" Hannibal asked.

"As much as we both want this, baby girl, I don't want to push you."

"Shut it, the pair of you. I wouldn't be here if I didn't want this and you know it."

Fred's eyes were soft and shining, Hannibal's looked feral as they fell upon me.