I put down the phone and took a deep breath before turning to the kitchen, and Hannibal. "Who was that?" he asked, faking a casual disinterest. He already knew who I'd been speaking to.

"Will Graham"

"Ah." Hannibal took a mouthful of tea, "What did he want? He already has his next appointment scheduled."

"He asked me to visit him"

"When?"

"Now"

He nodded, "Text him, tell him you'll be leaving soon."

I smiled, took out my phone and text Will. "Thank you"

Hannibal's lips tugged upward into a slight smile, "What for? You are free to do as you please"

I walked over to him, placing my hands on his shoulders I pressed a quick kiss to his cheek. "Do you want me to get anything when I-"

I was cut off by a powerful kiss. Hannibal nipped and kissed my lips until they were swollen. I gasped as he gently bit and nipped at the spot behind my ear, travelling down my neck and leaving a trail of dark marks over my skin. With strong hands, he picked me up at my waist and sat me on the counter top. I gripped on to the edge, panting slightly. I breathed his name, and he growled mine.

Hannibal pushed up my skirt to stand between my legs. He pulled of my shoes and dropped them to the floor. His hands ran over my legs a few times before venturing up, underneath my skirt. He took a grip of my tights and pulled them down my legs slowly, my skin tingling under his touch. With a final tug my tights came off and were deposited along side my shoes.

He crouched and pushed my legs further apart, his lips then going to the inside of my thigh, where he bit and sucked and nipped until there was a bruise forming to match the ones rising on my neck. "Hannibal…" I whispered, "Please, please…"

Two fingers roughly rubbed me through my pants, drawing whines from me, making me gasp and my legs tremble. "Hannibal" I begged. He bit my thigh, sucking and licking, slowing his fingers down. I trembled, panting harshly.

Then he stood back. Hannibal looked down at me, seeming satisfied. "We'll finish this when you get home. Now, go and change into your purple dress - make yourself pretty for Will Graham."

With shaky legs I got down, picking up my shoes and tights. I turned to leave, then Hannibal had a hold of my waist, "Give me them", he muttered in my ear, he pulled my tights out of my hand. "Don't cover up, let him know exactly where you belong. He needs to learn."

I nodded.

HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Will had never seen me in my little lilac dress. It was tight fitted, low necked and short. Hannibal had me wear it when he wanted to show me off. Will didn't know where to look when he answered the door. He welcomed me inside, trying not to stare at the fresh marks on my skin.

HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

When I did come home, Hannibal kept his word. I was finally allowed to sleep as the sun began to rise, bruised and marked all over, it was my punishment for letting Will get so close to me, too close in fact. Hannibal never hit, or swore at me, never threatened me or really hurt me at all, but he had his ways to get his message through to me. I shouldn't have been surprised, Hannibal had always been jealous – I'd learnt that by now.