Chapter Five:

Clarice mumbled in complaint as she was shouted up by Delia as usual, next Delia would walk in and pull the duvet away from Clarice leaving her freezing. It happened every morning as Clarice hated getting up and usually needed more than a nudge. But Clarice's sleep fogged mind registered that she was actually nicely heated buy the warm hard body next to her, Clarice moved further into the warmth and sighed contentedly.

"Clarice Starling, get your lazy ass outta bed! Don't make me come up there! Clarice? Right that's it!"

Clarice heard her steps as she stormed up the stairs and the fog quickly lifted, she sat up in bed realising Hannibal Lecter was sleeping next to her. She smiled slightly as she looked at his peaceful face and the arm that held tightly on to her, then Ardelia's steps on the landing made Clarice curse quietly.

"Delia I'm up, don't worry just give me a minute." Clarice prayed she would walk back downstairs and not follow their usual routine.

"Yeah right girl, do you think I'm stupid? You will just go straight back to sleep."

Clarice quickly yanked the covers up to cover Hannibal and herself. "Delia no don't-"

The door swung open as Ardelia walked through, intent on pulling Clarice out of bed. Then she froze looking on in shock at the occupied right side of the bed, Clarice sat in silence as a huge grin broke out on Delia's face

"Wow, is that the man from last night?" Clarice nodded apprehensively. "Good it's about time you stopped pining for Lecter; don't worry about getting up take as long as you want." She winked at her and smiled before tuning and shutting the door behind her quietly.

Clarice groaned loudly before falling backwards into her pillows, she turned her head and lifted the covers gingerly as if scared of what she would find. She pulled back the cover she had thrown over him hastily to find a very much awake Hannibal Lecter looking at her in amusement.

"Good morning." He said his voice rough from sleep.

"Mornin', how long have you been awake?" Clarice asked as she kissed his chest.

"Mm not long, I was rudely interrupted by a pillow hitting me in the face as you threw covers over me. Agent Starling, are you ashamed of me?" She could hear the amusement in his voice.

"No Doctor, I was just considering Ardelia's state of mind and heart; I don't think it would have fared very well should she find Hannibal Lecter naked in my bed."

"Hmm... Pining for me were you?" Clarice colored slightly and tugged at his salt and pepper chest hair.

"Shut up." She placed her head upon his chest and decided she liked the way his chest rumbled as he laughed.

"Clarice?" He was stroking her hair gently.

"Yeah?"

"How do you propose I get out of here without your friend knowing?" Clarice stopped kissing his chest and looked at him, smiling mischievously.

"That may be a problem… She will kill me if you leave without introductions. Maybe you could just stay here as my prisoner?"

His eyebrows rose and he smiled. "Would you stay with me and hold my hand Clarice? We could have some fun." He dragged the last word out, leaning toward her menacingly.

"Oh, most definitely." Clarice proved this by taking his hand in hers and entwining their fingers.

Hannibal lifted her chin with his free hand to kiss her neck gently, Clarice hummed her approval as he moved her onto her back and lay over her.

"Clariceeeee." Oh god, he was using his 'dungeon voice' and she bet he knew full well what it did to her.

"I remember when you first came to me Clarice, I desired you as soon as I saw you, young, trusting. Trying to prove yourself to ol'Jacky-boy, I know you desired me Clarice, I could smell it, I could see it in your eyes"

Clarice had heard of being 'talked' into an orgasm but had never believed it possible, now however she knew if he carried on talking to her like this she would, he hadn't even touched her yet.

"You knew when you saw me Clarice, you couldn't look away. Did you feel it? The sexual tension, I purely wanted to fuck you then Clarice, to take you up against the wall of my dungeon, to make you scream my name as you came Clarice. You dreamt of me that night didn't you?"

God help her Hannibal Lecter was talking dirty to her and she was enjoying it, she could feel herself getting wetter for him with each word he spoke in his cold cruel voice, the voice she hadn't heard him use in years.

"Then you came back to me in the dark as soon as you had found the garage, you smelt of rain, and blood, Clarice. I sat in the dark watching you, restraining my desire. It wouldn't have done for Chilton to see me hard for you… Did you know what you did to me Clarice, hmm?"

"N-no" She breathed unable to stand the need she felt as she arched up offering herself to him, begging to be touched. Hannibal complied as his large hands started at her neck before venturing down over her breasts; where he lightly pinched her nipples and the suckled them to soothe the slight pain she felt.

"After you had left Barney came along, I asked him to pass my towel back through. I kept it with me Clarice it was covered in your scent; I even suffered punishment when I refused to give it back for them to wash. When I touched you for the first time Clarice, just a mere stroke on your finger, it ignited something inside me and I knew I had to have you. I know you felt it too didn't you? I could smell your desire, Clarice." Her name was drawn out into a hiss as her leg rubbed against his hardened member. He kept to his word and fucked her like he had wanted to do all those years ago; Clarice came so hard she swore she was seeing stars. When she told Hannibal this he only chuckled into her neck, afterwards he made slow passionate love to her, she cried from the intensity of it and he insisted on eye contact; each time she looked away he would withdraw, forcing her to hold his gaze.

Sometime later found them both sated and exhausted as Clarice's stomach rumbled.

"Are you hungry?" She asked Hannibal who was gazing at her without his usual indifferent mask in place.

"I could eat." Was all he said as the gleam she was coming to recognize reappeared in his maroon eyes.

"Again? Not yet please I need something to eat to keep up with you." He chuckled at her and kissed her head before he sat up and pulled on the pair of slacks he had discarded last night.

"Lead the way Clarice." He swept a hand out in front of him toward the door. She looked at him skeptically before sighing and throwing the blanket off her. Standing there gloriously naked, she decided to don the nearest piece of clothing before Hannibal literally pounced on her. As she buttoned up Hannibal's shirt she looked up to see him looking at her with fire in his eyes.

"What?" she asked confused.

"You look delectable in my shirt my dear, good enough to eat." He flashed his white teeth at her in a grin.

She laughed at him before walking to the bedroom door and taking his hand. "Are you ready for this?"

He answered by kissing her deeply as he opened the bedroom door.