I stayed there holding onto him.
"So- that's what you ment." I say under my breath. I was almost, disappointed?
"Yeah, Kellen usually thinks I take any opportunities of fuckin'- but I ain't that heartless." He said, he seemed nervous. I squeezed a tighter hug, hoping it reassured him. He tensed up.
"Eheh, you seem to not care, think I'm a safe person huh?" He said, the gravel in his voice buzzed in my ears.
"You said you'd comfort me, not many men would do that." I said, then buried my face into his chest again. His skin was as smooth as satin.
"Damn doll- I uh-." He cleared his throat.
I felt a hand rub my back, it felt nice. I melted into his arms, he felt so safe.
"I've never, just cuddled before." He said, now playing with my hair.
"Me neither, a lot of my friends find affection to be sexual," I said looking up at him.
"When in reality, it's just a way to show affection, and that you care for that person." I smiled.
I looked at his face, it was just like Mr. K's but, Hannibal had a mouth. I was fascinated by this fact.
He turned his head away from me.
"Tch." He scoffed.
"Was I staring? Sorry. I just find it interesting." I said, looking down and relaxing into him.
"You weren't staring, you were studying, and-.. nevermind." He murmured. I smiled. I listened to his heart beat, and the rise and fall on his chest. I slowly difted into sleep.
. . .
(A/N: this is a dream sequence, I realize that the wording during said dream sequence implies that you are awake. You are not.)I opened my eyes, Hannibal was gone. I sighed, I was almost excited to see if he was here. I slipped out of bed, and got into some clothing. Just a white tee with some jeans.
I went to the door and opened it. The hallway was so empty, it creeped me out.
"Mr. K? Hannibal?" I called out to the only names I trusted.
Doll? You're awake now? Sorry for not being there right now. The gang went out for a run.
You can hear my thoughts?! I can hear you in my thoughts?!
I'll explain later darling.
He called me darling and my face lit up bright red, I can hear him laughing in my thoughts. I go back into my room.
You wanna play like that? Then I'll torture you as well.
And how would you do that?
{Smut in the next page, this is your warning.}
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(Offenderman x Masochistic!Male!reader) [Old]
RomanceYou just turned eighteen and you moved away from home into a more rural area. You never fit in at home, it wasn't abusive, it was just cluttered. Your apartment faces a thick forest with old trees that stand taller then some buildings. You notice th...