(18+) Hannigram Smut | Hannibal

Le Lendemain Matin

Will awoke naked, and scrawled across his and Hannibal's bed, still aching from the night before. Hannibal was nowhere to be seen. Will thought that he had perhaps already left for work, which gave him a moment of relief as he was nervous to talk to him again after the night they had together. Will got up and started the get dressed, as he did he gazed at the bed. The covers and pillows had been thrown around, boxers lay on the floor around it and cum covered the bed spread. Will groaned, he knew he'd have to wash them before Hannibal got home that night.

He came into the kitchen looking for Bella, so that they could go on their morning walk before breakfast.

"Goodmorning, Will." Hannibal said sweetly.

Will froze. Hannibal wasn't ignoring him? Not avoiding him? Perhaps he had enjoyed the night before more than Will had anticipated.

"I made breakfast." Hannibal added, gesturing the the wide spread of food on the counter.

Will shyly paced passed Hannibal to look over the board of fruits and jams Hannibal had prepared, not speaking.

"Is everything alright?"

"Mhm..."

"Will."

Will turned to find Hannibal glancing at the chair next to him, eager for Will to sit down and talk to him. Thoughts rushed through Will's head. Hannibal was going to tell him it was a mistake, that he never should have done it, that he's not interested in him like that. Despite the anxiety rushing through his head, Will sat down next to Hannibal.

"Last night..." Will started, "is that what you want?"

Hannibal sat quietly, staring at hit feet.

"Could we really survive like this?" Will added.

Hannibal looked up quickly and met his gaze. After a moment, he spoke.

"This is all I ever wanted for us."

Will could feel a stupid grin spread across his face, but he didn't care.

"Now..." Hannibal said slyly, "I beleive I owe you something. Drop your pants."

Will obeyed eagerly. He quickly unbuckled his belt and slid his trousers down, still seated at the table. Hannibal was surprised at Will's efficiency, but he already knew that he wanted it badly. Hannibal slinked off his chair onto his knees, and kneeled infront of Will. Slowly he reached up towards Will's boxers and gently stroked his cock through the fabric. Will let out a deep groan as his dick began to twitch

"You are quite a loud one." Hannibal commented. "Won't be long until I'll be stuffing that mouth of yours myself."

Will smiled. "Wait your turn, Doctor."

Grabbing the edge of his boxers, Hannibal slipped them down to Will's ankles. Revealing his particularly erect cock. Hannibal spat into his hand, covering it in a sticky layer of siliva, and slowly reached for Will's cock.

Slowly at first, Hannibal began rubbing and caressing Will's dick in his hand. Gaining speed as he went, Will's dick began to grow in size and start to throb. Will began squirming in his seat, eager and ready to cum all over Hannibal's pretty face.

Once Will's cock was fully erect and dripping pre-cum, Hannibal leaned in closer until his lips brushed up against his tip. Very gently caressing it with his lips and licking up any pre-cum that resided on it. Will groaned again, feeling Hannibal's wet, warm tounge had sent a wave of arousal through his body.

Will was getting impatient. Without thinking much about it, he took one of his hands and clawed at the back of Hannibal's head, pushing Hannibal's mouth directly around his cock.

"Fuck!" Will panted. Continuing to move and guide Hannibal's head with his hand.

Hannibal moved his tounge around Will's cock expertly as his head thrusted forward and back, by Will's hand.

Hannibal knew that Will would cum quickly, he could feel his throbbing cock and hear the quiver in his voice as he moaned and groaned.

"God... Hannibal. Fuck!"

Hannibal's mouth filled with Will's cum, it was warm and sweet. He started to swallow it but Will just kept cumming and cumming. When he had finally finished, Hannibal stood up quietly, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Get dressed and be sure to eat something before you go on your walk, alright?"

Will sat with his head back on the chair, puffing loudly, his cock now soft and aching after emptying his load.

"I'll see you tonight, Will." He added, before swiftly leaving the kitchen.

Will's breathing slowed and he sat up on his chair. He looked down at his tighs to see remnants of cum that Hannibal had failed to swallow.

"Tonight?" Will slowly repeated to himself, "tonight."