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“How will you feel when I’m gone?” Hannibal asks through ragged breaths, bracing himself on the window with clenched and bloody knuckles.
Jack approaches him, his steps long and savoring. The smile-shaped sickle in his hand leers as it's revealed in the light.
“How did you do it, Hannibal?” He’s closer now, the weapon in his hand nearly within striking range. He wonders if Jack will have the guts to go for the killing blow or leave the messy work to gravity. “What did you do to Will Graham?”
Hannibal licks his lips and tastes blood. It masks his face. It coats his teeth and tongue. “I’m afraid you’ll have to be more specific, Jack.”
“Will is obsessed by you,” Jack says. “If you hadn’t gutted him, he would’ve slipped away. Willingly. Explain that to me.”
TLDR: What if Hannibal found out that Will wanted to run away with him before their reunion in Florence?
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- Part 1 of Because I Wanted to Run With Him
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Ten-year-old Henry Lecter’s sitter just bailed, leaving him alone to watch over his younger siblings. And that would have been fine, had a man from the FBI not chosen that precise moment to show up at their door.
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a/b/o AU, where Will and Hannibal got a little too close in Naka-Chono, resulting in a surprise pregnancy. Rather than having the bloody canon break-up, they took their new family, including Abigail, and skipped off to Europe for their happily ever after. Enter Jack, tracking them down almost eleven years later in the quaint Italian countryside, with only young Henry there to protect the family.
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- Part 1 of Hannibal "Henry" Lecter IX
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Will Graham has been acting in heterosexual porn for years but is fired when his manager encourages him to take a higher-paying job for a homosexual centric porn company. There, he finds his expectations turned upside down.
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Naoya invites you to his podcast. Little did he know his pride would be challenged - and he'd agree to a bet that would ruin his life.
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Naoya’s shit-eating grin returned. “You’re just a pathetic loser who wouldn’t last a one round with a proper man.”
You smirked. “What? Like you? You wouldn’t last a two minute blow job, princess.”
“Y’wanna bet, sweetheart?” He blurted, like he had forgotten he was live. -
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“Just… Need the bathroom, sir.”
The same blush from his cheeks rushes down to his neck. Mortification sets in when Professor Graham simply smiles — a crooked, devious thing that warms Hannibal’s chest and spreads tingles through his cunt. The corner of the ruler digs in a little harder at the soft underbelly of Hannibal’s jaw, sending sparks of heat up over his face and all across his scalp.
“You should have gone earlier, then. You know better than to disrupt my class. Don’t you?”