"Will? You're early" I smiled, "Hannibal still has someone else in"

Will Graham smiled back at me, the corners of his lips lifting slightly, "I know"

"Can I get you something? Tea, or coffee?"

"I'll have what you're having"

"Well, I wasn't going to have anything, but come in and make yourself comfortable - Hannibal will be a little while." He followed me to the kitchen. I stopped to put away the rest of the plates I'd been clearing when the knock on the door came. "Why are you so early?" I asked curiously.

"I just thought it would be better to be early than late"

"But you knew he had an appointment before yours" I put away the last plate and closed the cupboard door.

"Yes" Will's voice came from a location closer than I'd expected. Gentle hands brushed my hair back from my shoulder to fall down my back. Will leant against the counter beside me.

Looking the charming man in the eyes, I asked, "Did you come to see me, Will?" A tricky smile played on my lips.

"What do you think, Miss Profiler?"

"I was never actually a…" I couldn't help but trail off as he captured my waist in his hands, pulling me closer to him. He kissed me passionately, his lips crashing against my own, as he turned me so I was caught between the counter and his body. "Will" I breathed.

He muttered my name against my lips before turning his attention to my neck, kissing, biting and sucking lightly.

"Will," I gasped as his hand travelled down my body, "Will, Hannibal will see - he'll…" I groaned as he began to bite, suck and nip at my collarbone. "Will… I don't want him to…"

"You don't want him to know about us?" His hands rested on my ribs.

"He already knows" I carefully dragged my fingers through his hair, then cupped his beautiful face, "I don't want him to hurt you. Please, Will, don't provoke him, not here, in his own home."

"What could he do to me?" He asked with fake innocence, he knew Hannibal nearly as well as I.

Shutting my eyes, I took a deep breath, "Just please don't"

I jumped as I heard the door shut. Hannibal. The older man called my name and Will stared at the door, "Looks like he's finished now"

"I need to go now"

Will pressed another kiss to my lips, despite my better judgement I let him deepen the kiss, his tongue venturing into my mouth. My heart pounded from lust and fear, terrified Hannibal find out - he was calling my name again.

Will was pressed fully against me now, fingers gripping my ass. "Will" I moaned.

When my name came from his lips, it sounded like a prayer, gentle and soft but so full, so passionate.

But when my name came a second time I froze. Hannibal's voice was low, growling, full of slow, burning rage - he would never show it so clearly, but I knew there would be repercussions of this, I knew he would play this out until he won. Will had issued a challenge and Hannibal would certainly accept.

I pulled myself out of Will's arms, standing hesitantly between both men, afraid Hannibal might go straight in for the kill. But the older man came to my side, putting an arm around my waist his fingers dug into my skin with bruising force. "Will," he said, casually, "I'm sorry, did you not receive my message? I have just seen my last patient for today, we are incredibly busy for the rest of the night. Apologies, but I'm afraid you'll have to go home."

"No" Will replied, "I don't think I got the notice, never mind" he offered me a smile, "I'll see you next time" He turned and left.

Once Will was out the door and in his car, Hannibal waisted no time in bending me over the table. With a tight grip on my hair, I was pushed down onto the wooden surface, legs knocked apart. He brought his hand down hard on my ass, time after time. Eventually, he hauled me up to stand on trembling legs, "Go to the bedroom and undress. Do not touch yourself. Wait for me. You're going to forget the name of Will Graham tonight, that I promise."
I shuddered. Hannibal released me and, with slight difficulty I went to do as I was told.