first_hate
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- Hannibal (TV) (27)
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She offered him drinks, he asked for her homemade lemonade. He wrinkled his nose adorably when the bubbles hit his nostrils and Will was so drawn to him, so mesmerized but so cozy in his presence that she lifted her hand to his face and caressed the bridge of his nose, the tender and creased skin of his lower eyelid.
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“I’m serious about no dress code, I just want you at my table,” she speaks softly. “You can raid my closet and pick out an outfit,” she suggests.
“I’d much rather raid you pantry for all the snacks you keep there.”
“If you show up wearing olives and hummus, you will look dashing,” Hannibal comments and makes Will laugh.
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Hannibal smokes on his porch around midnight but the blue lights don’t appear, he might have used the call wrong and offended the creature, he thinks before he falls asleep.
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She hasn’t seen Hannibal disgusted, not when she ate a charred floret of broccoli that Will burnt because she was staring at Hannibal’s ass, not when Will was sweaty and grimy from dismantling Hannibal’s bathroom floor, not when Hannibal had to pull a blood-filled tick out of Winston’s dirty fur.
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Hannibal imagines his eyes on her, they are always wandering and getting snagged on her knees, her stomach, her chin; when she turns her head, she can sense the prickling of his gaze on her thighs, her tits and her lips. She never interrupts Will’s curious studying of her, she revels in it, she carries it with her until the next time they meet.
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