Mads Mikkelsen Characters x Reader OneShots

Dinner plate (Hannibal x Reader)

Word count: 2501 Words

!SMUT WARNING!

Possible triggers: Han eats sushi off of you

A/N: It took me forever to find that fitting gif pls appreciate Hannibal eating w/ chopsticks

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You found yourself spread out butt naked on top of an expensive antique mahogany dinner table.

Your limbs were each tied to a leg of the furniture so that you were unable to move and your bare back was flush with the cold wood beneath you.

You weren't the only thing placed on the table though. There were two lit candles as well as a pair of fine chopsticks and a brown condiment which seems to be soy sauce.

Positioned next to the table stood a guéridon with a cooled bottle of white wine in an ice bucket and two glasses set next to it.

You heard some noise coming from the kitchen. The sound of dishes clattering crashed with the soft classical music resonating through the dimly lit dining room.

After the noise quieted down you heard footsteps approaching the room.

You picked your head up as far as you could to see the man entering with a wooden plate.

Hannibal placed the board down on the table and you saw that he prepared a few rolls of maki cut into equally large pieces as well as 4 pieces of nigiri.

Each roll had a different filling. One was with salmon, the other with tuna and the last one was filled with cucumber.

There also were two pieces of seared salmon nigiri and two with boiled shrimp.

Your focus went back to Hannibal and you watched him intently as he opened the bottle of wine and poured the yellowish liquid into both glasses.

He picked them up and turned back around to face you.

Taking a few steps forward he was now next to where your head was positioned and held one of the glasses in front of your face. Tilting it he put the rim of it to your mouth and you parted your lips slightly, allowing him let some of the wine slip into your mouth.

As you savored the taste of it he took a sip of his own and put both wineglasses down.

Taking off his suit jacket he placed it neatly on the back of his chair and sat down directly in front of your upper body.

First he reached for the soy sauce and poured a little bit of it onto your belly button creating a tiny puddle.

Next a small clump of a green paste was placed directly beneath the soy sauce pool. You were able to identify it as wasabi.

Lastly Hannibal laid out all of the sushi on your stomach.

When the last nigiri was set he sat up straight in his chair and roamed his eyes cravingly over your body which now served him as his dinner plate. He lifted a hand and traced his pointer finger along your soft skin tickling you oh so slightly.

"I must admit my darling, that idea of yours is growing on me." He spoke up as his gaze flicked over his work up to your face.

You beamed at him in return. "I told you you'd like it."

He gave you a smile as he scooted his chair closer to the table and picked up the chopsticks.

"How come I haven't thought of practicing nyotaimori with you." He muttered to himself.

Skillfully he lifted the first piece of maki filled with salmon with his chopsticks and dipped it lightly into the soy sauce. He placed some wasabi on it and guided it to your lips.