(18+) Hannigram Smut | Hannibal

Premier Touche

Will tossed and turned in bed, it was one of the colder months in Versailles and the fire roaring in the other room made no effort to warm him. He gave up and lay on his side, facing the wall away from Hannibal.

Suddenly, Will's back was met with a warm touch. He let out a small moan, partially out of delight, more out of surprise. Hannibal's hand was pressed up against his back, it was warm and comforting. Not soon after, a second hand met the first one at it's resting place. Hannibal's hands started moving around Will's body, simply exploring the crevices and corners. Will heard Hannibal shuffle closer to him. He turned cautiously around so that they were face to face. They had been sleeping in the same bed for months, but this was the first time Will found himself looking directly at Hannibal, and Hannibal the same in turn. Will placed his hand on Hannibal's cheek, Hannibal quickly winced due to it being incredibly cold. Will pulled back quickly, but Hannibal had other plans. He took Will's hand, still freezing cold, and pressed it back up against his cheek. He slowly guided his hand until Will's fingers were at his lips. Very gently, he let his lips part.

Will gently played with Hannibal's lips, sliding his fingers into his mouth to feel his warm breath on his fingers. Hannibal had to have his fun, gently biting down on Will's fingers. Will smirked.

"Don't bite them off. I've seen you do it before." He whispered quietly.

Hannibal chuckled softly, not saying anything in response.

He let his jaw unclench and Will was able to slink his fingers out of his grasp. The two lay there, staring at eachother. Hannibal leaned in closer to Will, who leaned in aswell. Until their lips were moment from meeting, Will could feel Hannibal's breath again; hot, thick and moist. They kissed.

At first, it was soft and innocent but soon enough Hannibal reached for Will's waist and pulled it in to meet his own. Will clutched Hannibal's face and the two's kiss deepened and deepened. When they parted, a fine silk of siliva hung from their lips, tying the two together. Hannibal moved down Will's neck, littering kisses and bruises all the way down. Will moaned again and Hannibal smirked.

Making his way down Will's stomach, Hannibal reached his boxers. Will was embarrassed of it, but he was already hard. Hannibal could tell, of course, from the massive bulge of his. But he didn't mind, he thought it was cute that he could make Will this hard so easily, it gave him power.

Hannibal pulled Will's boxers down and his throbbing cock perked up. He smirked up at Will, who was flushed red with embarrassment and arousal. He resumed his attention on Will's cock, sweetly kissing it as he had the rest of his body. Will moaned again, this time a bit louder than previously. Hannibal placed a long stroke of his tounge up Will's shaft, tasting his pre-cum as he did it.

Hannibal knew Will wanted him to put his cock in his mouth. Will wanted to feel that hot, thick, moist breath on his dick. But Hannibal was in control here, and he wasn't going to give him the satisfaction.

"Get on your stomach" Hannibal ordered.

Will was confused by the request, but obeyed eagerly. As he turned to lie on his stomach, Hannibal made his way to the end of the bed. Hannibal parted Will's legs and shuffled between them. He then grabbed Will by the wasit and hosted his hips upward. Hannibal dropped his own boxers, his cock brushed up against Will's thighs. On his hands and knees, Will began to whine.

"Mmm... Fuck me. Please, Hannibal."

Just hearing Will plead like that made Hannibal hard. His cock brushed up against Will's thighs again, slowly rising to meet his ass. As pre-cum dripped from both of their cocks onto the bed sheet Hannibal pushed his dick up against Will's hole.

"Hng-" Will began moaning.

He didn't get much of a chance to continue before Hannibal reached around and cupped his mouth with his hand.

"Shut up." Hannibal barked.

Hannibal slowly thrust his aching cock into Will. Will tried to moan again, but Hannibal's hand was still tightly around his mouth. With one hand on Will's mouth and one on his waist, Hannibal began thrusting his dick deeper and deeper into Will with each thrust. Overwhelmed with arousal Will reached up for his own cock, only to have his hand slapped away by Hannibal.

"You don't deserve the satisfaction." Hannibal said sternly.

Will whined again, knowing that Hannibal loved being in control, and was delighted to see him like this.

Soon enough, neither of them were cold anymore. Hot breath, body heat and Hannibal's pleasurable moans filled the room quickly. Will's muffled grunts were drowned out by the lustful sounds of skin on skin. Hannibal took the hand that was around Will's mouth and returned it back to his waist. Needing both hands for stability as he thrust harder and harder into Will. Will new that Hannibal was close to cumming, and wouldn't object to letting him feel the same pleasure. Will reached back and felt for his own erect cock, pulsing and buldging.

"Ah... Will!"

"Hannibal!"

Hearing Will scream his name led Hannibal to thrust in once more before cumming inside of him. Will, feeling Hannibal's warm cum inside him, came too, covering his stomach and the bed in his cum. Groans and moans filled the bedroom. Hannibal collapsed onto Will, breathing heavily into his ear.

"You were great." Hannibal puffed.