Will had, of course, gone into heat since having the twins, but they'd chosen to keep him on birth control. Will had been fine with that … until he wasn't. The birth control had made sense what with everything going on in their lives and, after years of those illegal suppressants, Hannibal hadn't wanted to overburden Will's system. Yet, as Claude and Veronique grew, Will had found himself almost constantly thinking about another pup. He should have been happy with the twins and now Abigail, but that innate omega drive kept screaming at him to give his mate another pup. So, without telling anybody, Will had just stopped taking his pills as his heat drew near.

Hannibal had smelt Will's heat begin to take hold of him, he always smelt it but never made a move until Will showed signs of growing need. He had, however, taken Abigail and the twins over to the House for a few days where Alana, Price and Beverly could watch over them.

It was as they sat watching one of the nature documentaries Will liked that he began rubbing his thighs together, unable to ignore the slickness any longer. Hannibal's maroon eyes just watched him for a few moments delighting in the growing desperation.

"Hannibal."

"Something you need, mylimasis?" He teased. "Tell me all about it."

"I- I did something." That had Hannibal raise an eyebrow questioningly. "I stopped – stopped taking my birth control."

Hannibal sat up straight, television totally forgotten and for a moment Will worried he'd angered his mate.

"You stopped? Will, you know that means you'll be pregnant at your heat's end. Are you totally sure that is what you want?"

With desperate heat pooling inside him, Will shifted to straddle the older man, exposing his mating bite enticingly.

"Very sure. I wouldn't have stopped taking it if I wasn't. Is – is that okay?"

Hannibal would give Will a thousand pups if that was what he wanted. No, he'd be delighted for them to have another one. They kissed deeply until Will's scent and need became too strong for Hannibal to ignore. He lifted the omega up, carried him upstairs without parting their lips once, then pressed Will down onto the bed of blue sheets.

"Please, Hannibal. Need you."

The alpha growled as clothes were pulled off and cast aside, his tongue lavished Will's mating bite causing the omega to mew and purr with delight. Will naked before him slightly sweaty, breathing deeply and leaking slick was by far the most tantalizing sight Hannibal had ever had the good fortune to witness, more beautiful than any delicacy he could prepare.

Kisses caressed every inch of the omega's skin, first his neck where Hannibal scraped his teeth over Will's scent gland pulling a plethora of moans from the omega. Next the soft kisses trailed downward to tease the beautiful raised bud that was Will's nipple, he paid it special attention, treated Will's nipple to the lavished attention it deserved before his kisses moved southward.

"… alpha." The word practically tumbled from the dark-haired omega's parted lips.

"Omega."

Soon Hannibal had firmly settled between Will's flushed thighs, which were spread obscenely wide by this point; a masterpiece. The rich scent of omega washed over Hannibal, permeated his lungs and set his soul on fire. After a kiss to that sweet patch of skin where thigh met hip, then Hannibal took Will into his mouth. A wanton moan escaped the younger man as his long fingers snared themselves in the crumbled sheets.

"Alpha!."

So desperate, so stimulated and flooded with endorphins was Will that he didn't stand a chance of lasting all that long; not when Hanibal's mouth was so hot and his tongue so surprisingly talented in more than just word play. Hips bucked up with increasing need to the point the alpha had to hold Will's hips down. Each brush of Hannibal's tongue, each kiss and suck had the omega crying out for more, more, more until, with a screamed 'alpha', Will came.

Hannibal glanced up at his stunning boy from between his legs just as Will peered down, and even though his pupils were blown, covered in sweat and desperate. A large hand caressed up and down Will's thighs, calloused skin from years of surgery and murder traced porcelain flesh as though it were his coveted prize. and frankly it was. Will was so beautiful splayed out before him at Hannibal's mercy. Every breathy pant to leave the younger man's throat just another invitation for Hannibal to help himself to any part of his sweet mate.

Soon those big hands found their way to the most intimate part of Will, the part that belonged to no other alpha. Will's head fell back and his spine arched dramatically as copious amounts of slick coated the older man's fingers. Not that he'd really been trying to but Hannibal couldn't hide his desire any longer, not when Will released such a divine fragrance. He thrust his hard length deep into the mattress to ease a little of his own desire.

"Hannibal!" Will moaned demandingly. "Need you!"

Truthfully it was hearing his own name on Will's tongue, that unmistakable Louisianan accent adding something indescribable to the situation. This wasn't making love though, it wasn't delicate or a maiden's first time. This was an alpha breeding an omega. It was heat and rut, something primeval.

Hannibal sat back on his haunches and Will's hand instinctively found his cock but Hannibal easily slapped it away. Blue eyes peered up at the alpha, half-lidded and mouth open in silent protest while Hannibal smirked at him devilishly.

"Turn over, my little omega." Hannibal ordered in a deep, gravelly voice; his accent always grew thicker when aroused and, by God, did it make Will want him.

Will shuddered before flipping himself over and eagerly presenting to the older man; Hannibal's smirk only grew. Normally making Will Graham do as he was told was pretty much an impossibility, but when in heat he followed orders so swiftly.

His pale skin had flushed a delightful shade of pinkish-red, and the only blemish was the slash wound he'd received in that factory. Hannibal couldn't help himself, he teasingly ran two fingers up the cleft of Will's backside then up his spine as if Will were a priceless jewel. Each touch was soft and gentle until it wasn't. In an abrupt, sudden movement Hannibal grabbed Will by the back of the neck and forced his head down into the bed; not violently or so Will couldn't breathe, just enough to push him into a more extreme position and remind him just how powerful his alpha really was.

Will couldn't take the anticipation much longer and Hannibal couldn't deny his beautiful mate. So, whispered words of love, Hannibal finally entered the omega with a grunt and sharp, powerful thrusts; a clear sign of an alpha taking his omega.

Will's spine was caressed by Hannibal's loving kisses, each one sent a new pleasurable spark tingling through his heated body. By this point Will had had essentially positioned himself so his ass was in the air while his upper chest, arms and face were all firmly pressed into the mattress; a position Hannibal couldn't resist perfecting a little more by leaning over Will deepening each snap of his hips.

When Hannibal's lips again found Will's scarred scent gland part of him wanted to bite down again, mark him again, but he was Will's mate not a rabid dog. Instead, he laced the fingers of their right hands together as he thrust deep into the younger man. Each moan, groan and mew a gift from omega to alpha.

"Alpha! Yes! Breed me."

Yes, that'd make another pup. Nothing of the past could hurt them now, not when they had their family around them.

Will came again, clenched around Hannibal's cock nearly pulled him over the edge as well but not yet. With his rut having fully taken him Hannibal hammered into the younger man while he pinned him down dominantly until finally, finally, his knot slipped passed that heavenly ring of muscle and locked the pair together. Hannibal came with a deep moan. Hannibal's noises of euphoria sounded like a grunt, more wolf-like while Will's were more delicate, almost like an angel being deflowered.

"I love you, Will." Breathed Hannibal as he basked in their connection.

"I love you, too."

~X~

When Will's heat had finally drawn to a close, Abigail and the twins had been able to return home with Winston. It had been nice to have them back, the 'whole family under one roof' as Will had put it. It would be a little while before they knew for sure Will was pregnant, but his heat had ended a day earlier than they'd expected which was a good sign. Hannibal would surely be able to smell it on Will just as he had with the twins before long. Seeing Will walk around the house already overjoyed had warmed Hannibal's chilly heart.

During their brief absence from the House, many of the needed renovations had been conducted, the HVAC had been installed a few months ago and there had been a few extra windows added, while the original windows had been replaced with better insulated ones. Hannibal's office had also been overhauled to something more acceptable while a wall had been knocked through Alana's old room to give her an office as well. The next big task would be clearing trees for a proper driveway and small parking lot. There wasn't any need to hide themselves out in the woods now they owned the land and operated under the banner of Omega Lives.

With his attention again mostly focused on the House, Hannibal had almost been surprised when Dolarhyde had contacted him with information about Marcus' latest auction. They needed to cut the head off the snake as it were, and doing it when Marcus was distracted at his auction was the best time. So, after sitting down to a long conversation with Will, Abigail, Price and Dolarhyde, they'd agreed on their plan and quickly put it into action. Dolarhyde and Price would play obedient guards as they had the entire time, while Hannibal slipped in as an a bidder waiting for his moment to strike. Abigail would remain at the House to ensure everything was prepared for the sudden influx of omegas they'd be taking in, while Will would wait outside the abandoned theatre to act as a calming presence when it came to actually moving the omegas; he'd reassure them the alphas meant no harm.

Marcus Delamare's death had been a long time coming, but come it would.