I grabbed Hannibal by his tie, pulling him into my room. I flashed my head outside the door, checking to see if Vincent and Clem weren't roaming the house, which they weren't. Quietly, I closed the door behind myself and before I could fully spin around, he clashed himself on top of me - my back hitting the door making a thud, making me gasp under my breath - taking my breath away. I sunk into his lust, which made him grab me by my lower back, holding our bodies together. I then broke our hot kiss, eagerly rushing his tie off with his warm breath still imprinting my face. Once I managed to get it off, he didn't waste a second picking me up, causing me to wrap my legs around his hips as he guided my back to the bed, laying me down gently. Once my back hit the bed, he rushed to take off blazer then laid himself between my legs, staring into my eyes which caused me to skip a breath. I've never seen his eyes like this, so full of lust and eagerness but that's exactly how I felt also. More gently this time, he kissed my lips softly, allowing me to taste his mouth as he did with mine. I cupped his face, running one leg up his back.
"Take it off" I whispered to him, breaking his kiss by placing a hand on his chest, fiddling with his buttons. He didn't waste a second doing so, rushing them off quickly while I assisted him. He threw it over his shoulders, dropping his head down onto mine again. I weaved my hand through his hair again, gripping onto them feeling him against my entrance. His lips were better than I'd imagine, so perfect, so soft. I slowly traveled my hands down to his belt, however he swooped in to grab it, causing me to gasp under my breath as he stared down at me intently.
"Not yet" he whispered back to me out of breath, going to kiss my neck. I involuntarily let out a moan feeling his wet kisses placed all over my neck, letting out shudders.
"Be quiet" I tiredly moaned in his ear. He hummed 'mhm' back to me, cupping my jawline. Suddenly, my bedroom door creaked open causing me to jolt up, knocking Hannibal off me.
"I'm getting changed!" I shouted out, panic rushing over me making me feel like jelly. However, the door slammed shut.
"Sorry!" Vincent shouted through the door. Hannibal and I exchanged looks, his hair was all scruffy, his bare chest running up and down as he took in deep, selfish breaths. I raised a finger up to my mouth, signalling him to be deadly silent. I rolled off my bed, adjusting my messy hair and smudged lipstick as I went over to my door, nudging Hannibal's shirt out of my path. I then opened up the door, only enough to peep my head through while keeping Hannibal hidden. I flashed a smile up at Vincent, who did the same to me while he was dressed in sweatpants and a shirt.
"How was the opera" he put on another poor attempt of a posh voice, while smirking to me. I snorted up at him, shaking my head at him in disappointment however my smirk said otherwise.
"If you saw it, you'd be over the moon" I teased him, waving a finger up at his face however he wafted it away, laughing.
"Yeah.. whatever" he joked back, slotting a hand into his pants pockets.
"Anyone fight over the last caviar" he questioned again, attempting to get onto my last nerve."Ugh! Shut up, go to sleep" I cried to him, shaking my hand in his face while retreating back inside.
"Ok! Ok!" He raised his hands in defeat, taking steps down the hallway.
"Remember me!" He added on."Har-har" I shouted back, before shutting the door. Before I approached Hannibal, I adjusted my hair again then revealed myself around the corner, seeing him sat up on my bed, his eyes up at me. His hair was still a state, but now I had a clear view of his chest.
"Daddy issues" Mia whistled to me, her arms crossed beside me. However, I wasn't going to let her get in the way of this.
"That was close" I jokingly spoke to him, taking easy steps over to him. He scoffed up at me, his eyes following my every move which made me feel sheepish again. I stopped in front of him, going to stroke his face however he took me by my waist, tugging at my dress slightly.
"This was expensive" I teased to him, complying to his needs by sitting on his lap, moving my hair behind my back.
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His favourite Toy
FanfictionGrace Washington always had a dark entity within her. She'd want to blame it on her poor behaving parents but deep down; she knew it was her. Grace is in a family of 5... mother, father, a younger brother and sister and their lovely dog named Sprout...