Will bit the tip of his thumb as he tried to figure out which answer would best fit on his test. He was debating between two answers. He tried to eliminate the possibilities of one, but it was almost impossible. The two words were too similar. He glanced at the clock. He was one of the few left for the test. Will groaned silently and went with his gut answer. There was no pressure to finish the test or to get be the perfect student in the class.
The class was not even required; he just had to take it because he had to be registered as a full time student. Alana had insisted. He sighed and looked over the test quickly. He looked at that question once more and thought. He really wanted to leave the class, but the question bugged him. He erased his answer and went with the other. Then he erased it once more and knew that usually the gut answer was the best answer.
He stood up with test in his hand to turn it in. He did not bring a backpack since he was not going to need it. The only thing he had with him was his cell phone, wallet, a pen, and a pencil; all of which fit in his pocket. The professor took his test and wished Will happy holidays. Will left without expressing the same sentiment and dashed to Hannibal's office.
He knocked on the door and entered his office. Hannibal was on the phone and Will closed the door behind him. Hannibal had finished up the conversation quickly. Will did not bother to ask what it was about, since it looked like it had annoyed Hannibal some.
"How was your final?" Hannibal asked.
"Difficult." Will expressed, "But, doable." Hannibal kissed Will, not leaving his position behind the desk, but simply leaning forwards.
"We are to meet Abigail at 2:30, am I right?" Hannibal inquired.
"Yeah," Will nodded.
"We're leaving to the cabin tomorrow." Hannibal reminded. Will felt warmth begin to flourish on his cheeks; he was going to spend almost a week with Hannibal. He felt a mix of eagerness and coyness build up at the bottom of his chest.
"What should I take?"
"Clothes," Hannibal said, "But I doubt you'll be needing any."
Both laughed quietly. Will's laugh bit coyer than Hannibal; Hannibal finished up his work as quick as he could this time he did not make his students write an essay. However, most questions were short answer. Hannibal had finished grading most; Will's test one of the first ones he graded.
Will went ahead so that he had enough time to go back home and get a head start on packing for the winter. About an hour later, Hannibal knocked on Will's door. When Will opened it, Hannibal had changed. The clouds threatened the sky with rain or with a lot more cold than usual. Will grabbed his coat and left. He had already made sure to feed his dogs before. Hannibal and Will held hands to the car and shared a kiss. It was subtle and nice.
Abigail met them at a café. She waved to Will across the bustling café. Hannibal tried not to show some kind of distastefulness to the place. Such café franchises did not take some time to actually make the coffee or drinks with any care. It smelled of the cheap instant coffee. Something Hannibal would never touch, unless it was at Will's home. Will sat next in front of the couple and Hannibal sat next to Will. Abigail watched both settle down. Hannibal placed a hand on Will's thigh and looked at Abigail. A silence fell over the table.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Abigail Hobbs." Abigail extended her hand to Hannibal.
"Hannibal Lecter."
"I know," She smiled, "You're the psych professor at the university." Will felt a bit embarrassed for not telling Abigail about Hannibal and telling Hannibal about what she had said about him, "Nick, could you go refill me?"
Nick glanced back at Abigail and hesitated to leave. Hannibal could tell Abigail was the one that pulled the strings in the relationship. Nick probably served as a cooling agent for when Abigail got too heated in a discussion. Yet, Hannibal was ready to defend his reputation. Not that he needed the approval of the twenty year old friend of Will. He could care less, but she might serve useful in the future and she looked very interesting.
"Abigail-…"
"Will, please, I'm trying to get acquainted with your boyfriend." Abigail said. Hannibal scoffed and placed a hand in back of Will's chair, "You do know the danger of being with Will and being a professor, right?"
"Of course." Hannibal responded, cool and collected, "I am fully aware of the consequences both of us may suffer. I would have waited a couple of months until Will was out of my classroom; however, emotions have the tendency of praying on people in times of need."
Abigail smiled and leaned back into her chair. Her arms crossed. Hannibal looked at her straight in the eye. He knew her kind before. Clever individuals—that had people so beautifully fooled. She was merciless. Hannibal could tell. Her eyes were so deep and threatening. They were cold towards Hannibal, yet they changed the moment she glanced at Will. Hannibal found it amusing that she could be very similar to himself, and therefore found an interest in Will. Nick came back with her drink to unease the atmosphere a bit.
"When's the parade?" Nick asked.
"In about an hour." Will responded. He turned to Hannibal, "We can go somewhere else and meet up with you two later?"
"Sounds good." Abigail smiled.
Will nodded and got out of his chair. He felt his face hot from the event being held not too long ago. He took out a bottle of medicine and took two pills. His heart racing in his chest. Hannibal pressed a cool hand on his shoulder and Will jumped. He turned back, but soon relaxed. Hannibal took his hand and intertwined his fingers with Will's. They exited the café and walked towards the plaza.
"She's very… interesting…" Hannibal started.
"She's trying to scare you." Will shrugged, "I'm sorry, I didn't know she was going to react that way."
"It's fine, Will." Hannibal assured, "I'm used to threatening eyes from my students."
Will smirked. His eyes met Hannibal's and he led him to a small gap between two establishments. The plaza was empty for the most part. There were no sign of students, since most had left home or had finals. Only the occasional couple or family were walking around, but they were too wrapped up in their own conversations to notice the two. Will placed his hands on Hannibal's chest, while Hannibal placed them on Will's hips.
"Well, Professor," Will purred, "How should I look at you?"
"Threatening me with your eyes won't do much, Mr. Graham." Hannibal whispered.
"Should I look away?" Will smirked and pecked at Hannibal's lips. Hannibal pulled Will in closer. Will's hands being pressed further into Hannibal. They kissed deeply, like it was the first time they had ever kissed. Will pulled away, but Hannibal placed his hand in back of Will's neck to keep him in place. He pulled away slowly, both still lingering the kiss a bit longer.
"You have made excellent progress." Hannibal whispered.
"Compared to when we first started?" Will asked. Hannibal kissed Will's neck, "I should have told you…" Will gasped and bit his bottom lip, "It gets better with time." Hannibal laughed quietly and bit Will's skin lightly, "Hann-Hannibal, not here-!"
"You're right, Will." Hannibal pulled away, "I'll wait until we get to my cabin."
Hannibal was not going to try anything in public, but like most things, he tried to see the result of his actions on Will. Will blushed when he recalled the trip. He thought about what the process might be that Hannibal was going to make him go through for that day. His mind thought of a billion possibilities of why he was preparing him or what Hannibal's angle was. However, the foreign man was unpredictable. They moved out of the small gap and began to walk around.
Their hands brushed against one another, but neither dared to hold on. There were still some students from the university that would recognize either character. Yet, even the lightest friction between the hands would send a jolt of energy throughout their bodies. Will's heart raced a little more with each touch. Hannibal would smile when he would hear Will's breath hitch. Both happy to be where they were.
Finally, the time came to reunite with Nick and Abigail. Hannibal let Will take the lead when they entered the crowd of people who were awaiting the parade. Will figured he could call Abigail, but the murmuring among the crowd was loud and made it very difficult to hear and be heard.
They found the other couple soon enough. Nick in back of Abigail, protecting her from the people around pushing her. Will glanced back at Hannibal, who proceeded to place a hand on his waist, now he was guiding Will among the crowd so he would not be bumped by others. Abigail waved at Will and walked towards them.
They greeted once more and the parade started soon enough. The sound made the local shops shake and rattle. Will could feel a headache threatening him later that night. Abigail glanced looks at Will and Hannibal. Hannibal had felt Will's discomfort and asked if he was alright. Abigail could not hear, but she could clearly see that Hannibal was concerned for the other.
A float passed by throwing fake mistletoes into the audience. A few couples shared light kisses because of the audience around them. Abigail and Nick did the same. Will felt his stomach churn and wondered if he should kiss Hannibal; however, Hannibal turned Will's shoulder to look back and kissed him. Abigail smiled when she witnessed the tender moment. To the couple it was instant and enough to satisfy; no one around them noticed the quick tender kiss.
The cabin was very spacious and luxuries. It had full commodities in it. A top of the line kitchen and a living room with a fireplace was the first thing at sight when the door was opened. Across the tiny hallway was the bathroom, which had a very spacious bathtub and a shower; the bedroom was next to the bathroom. The bedroom was fully furnished and now full of both men's clothes.
Will sat on the couch near the fireplace reading, while Hannibal made dinner. Hannibal had allowed Will to let one of his canine companions accompany the two. The only condition was that he would sleep in the living room. Will chose to bring Winston along, since he was the newest member of his family and would probably get anxious at the "dog daycare".
It was only their second day in the cabin, but the two did not do anything of significance the first day. They settled into the cabin the first day and the second day they opted for a very low maintenance day. Will put down his book and made his way to the kitchen. He caught a quick look of Hannibal's neck since he wore a red v-neck sweater. He was not accustom to seeing the other man dress lightly like that for an entire day.
"Dinner will be ready soon." Hannibal assured when he noticed Will making his way towards him.
"Smells good." Will smiled. He leaned against the counter, trying to catch a glimpse of what they were having, "Do you ever get bored?"
"Of preparing a meal?" Will nodded, "An artist is never bored when painting, similar to how cooking is never boring to a cook." Will watched as Hannibal prepared the plates for the two.
"You never really taught me." Will said.
"I would rather you taste my food." Hannibal replied.
"A magician never reveals his secrets?" Will chuckled and helped Hannibal clean off the counter so they could have their meal. Hannibal did not respond.
They settled and began to eat their meal. It was silent, but not awkward like before. They no longer felt that atmosphere. They were both a lot more comfortable with one another. Will would often lead in the conversation, while Hannibal listened. He would speak about most things going on his life. Hannibal would store bits of information. He would note and praise Will's social progress.
They finished the meal; Will helped Hannibal with the dishes. Will starred at the glass he was drying off. Hannibal did not snap him out of it. When Will would daydream, he would take advantage and admire Will's physique. His beautiful eyes and finely cut jaw. The way his lips curved enough, just to tempt him to bite them.
Hannibal leaned towards him and kissed the side of Will's lips. Will turned to Hannibal and smirked. Hannibal pecked at Will's lips and Will placed the glass down in the sink. They kissed, their tongues lapping over one another. Will let out sweet moans of pleasure and wrapped his arms around Hannibal's neck. They pulled away and Will starred into Hannibal's maroon eyes.
Neither said a word, they both knew where the night was going to end up. Hannibal turned off the running water and lightly guided Will to the counter in back of him. Winston heard Will let out moans as they kissed, but stayed near the warm fireplace. He simply lifted his head to see if Hannibal was threatening his owner.
"B-bedroom…" Will said between the kisses. Hannibal mumbled something, but Will could not make out what it was.
They both stumbled into the bedroom. Will could hear Winston bark quietly from the living room, as if trying to figure out what the commotion was; however, ignored it immediately after Hannibal began to tug at Will's shirt. Will kicked the door closed as Hannibal pulled him towards the bed.
Will's mind worked in a series of steps. The situation was moving quick and he could barely keep up with Hannibal's skillful tongue or hands. His mind sent the commands, sway here, press there, and breathe. Will pulled away and Hannibal pushed him to the bed softly. Will laid back down onto the bed.
Hannibal had seen Will completely bare before, he had experienced sexual acts with him, but this was different. Will's skin glowed and his eyes were so full of content. Hannibal had no idea he would feel such eagerness when he would take him. Will glanced at Hannibal and quirked an eyebrow; he knew that Hannibal would do this from time to time, but it was usually when he was completely naked, not fully clothed like he was at the moment.
Hannibal grinned and placed his knee in between Will's legs and the other on the other side of Will's leg. He leaned down to Will's neck and ran his hands underneath Will's shirt. His hands were slightly damp from washing the dishes. Will moaned at the touch of Hannibal's lips and the slight nipping of his teeth against his flush skin. Hannibal pulled his own sweater off of his body. Will lifted himself slightly so Hannibal could pull his shirt off of him.
Hannibal licked neck and bit the moistened skin. He made a trail of kisses down to Will's chest. Will's nipples perked up with arousal; Hannibal chuckled slightly, as he felt Will moving his hip upward trying to feel something to rub his erection. Hannibal licked Will's nipple and played with the other with his hand.
Will knew he could touch whenever he wished, however Hannibal had displayed some disapproval to the idea when he tried it the other day. Hannibal bit Will's nipple playfully, causing Will to whimper. He then moved his hand to Will's crotch. He kneaded the bulge through the fabric of the trousers.
Will gasped and bit his bottom lip, trying not to moan too loudly. He was embarrassed and slightly confused on how Hannibal could make him cry that loudly. Hannibal lifted himself off of Will and unbuckled his trousers.
The younger man scrambled to his feet and kneeled onto the floor. Eager to have a taste of Hannibal's cock, he licked it slightly through the fabric of Hannibal's briefs. He lifted his vision to Hannibal. Their eyes meeting. Hannibal place his hand onto Will's brown curls. He scrapped his scalp with his dull nails. Hannibal groaned into the moist feeling of the Will's tongue. Will pulled the briefs and trousers down to Hannibal's ankles.
His cock beginning to become hard; Will pumped it a couple times before he took it into his mouth. Hannibal moaned and tightened his grip on Will's hair. Will licked the side of the bumpy rod. He noticed the older man was distracted by the feeling of Will's mouth, so took the opportunity to settle his own excitement.
His hands traveled down to his tight trousers. He touched himself above the fabric. Will made sure Hannibal was completely distracted. Will pulled away from Hannibal's cock and pumped it some more, but Hannibal pulled Will back to his throbbing arousal.
The air from the room began to heat up. Both men tried to plan what the other was thinking, but the smell of sex in the room and their own excitement completely blinded them from the need of the other. Will pulled away once more and kept on pumping Hannibal's cock. He licked Hannibal's sack as he uttered words to him.
"Do you enjoy my mouth, Dr. Lecter?" Will purred. Hannibal searched for his response, but couldn't find it. Will pumped his dick a bit faster, "Would you like me to refer to you as Dr. Lecter here?"
They had tried this before. Will enjoyed this kink a lot. He loved the idea of Hannibal using his "professor role" and letting Will suck him off. Will starred at Hannibal as he moaned and groaned at the friction being caused on his cock.
"Or do you prefer professor?" Will smirked.
Hannibal looked down to Will and noticed the quick movement of Will's hand. This was a kink Hannibal enjoyed. He loved "punishing" Will for anything that was to his displease. He jerked Will up from the floor; Hannibal pulled Will's arm and pushed him onto the bed. Will smirked at the sudden movement. He heard Hannibal take something out of his bag and place them on the bed. Will laid on his back, still wearing his bottoms. Hannibal was completely bare.
"On all fours." Hannibal uttered.
Will felt his dick twitch at the words. He quickly got into the stance Hannibal had requested. Hannibal kissed the back of Will's neck and trailed the kissed down Will's spine. His hands worked at unzipping Will's trousers. However, paused when the zipper got stuck. Will laughed and turned to look at Hannibal.
"Well, that killed the atmosphere." Will teased. Hannibal smiled and kissed the back of Will's neck.
"I didn't really want to role play anyway," Hannibal responded, "Will, I want to take this slow…"
"I don't mind if you're rough." Will said as he felt Hannibal pull his trousers down along with his briefs; exposing his lower body completely. Hannibal turned Will to his back and pulled the clothing off completely.
"You really enjoy that don't you?" Hannibal said. Will nodded, "Only if you really want it."
"I'll tell you if you're going too far." Will replied, "A safe word."
"What shall it be?" Hannibal asked as he leaned towards Will and kissed his cheek.
"Um…" Will looked around the room to find something that could be used as a safe word. His eyes darted to the stag ornament Hannibal had on a small table near the window, "Stag?"
"Alright," Hannibal laughed quietly as he looked at him in the eye there faces very close, "Stag it is."
Will kissed Hannibal. Their tongues intertwining and lapping around each other. Hannibal sucked on Will's lower lip and playfully bit it. Will's hand's moved around Hannibal's back as Hannibal supported his weight on top of Will. The room was now full of each man's scent. They pulled away and agreed to what they were about to do.
Hope you enjoyed this chapter! I will soon be on Spring Break, which means a lot more chapters! Thank you for reading!