desire OC X HANNIBAL LECTER

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Litai arrived at Hannibal's place shortly after, the anticipation of seeing him lifting her spirits despite the tumult of the day. As she opened the door, he was already there, his presence commanding yet comforting. The moment she stepped through the door, he approached her, his warm smile lighting up the space. He took her coat with practiced ease, his fingers brushing against her arms as he helped her out of it.

Without hesitation, he pulled her into a close embrace, wrapping his arms around her with a tenderness that made her feel safe. She inhaled the familiar scent of him—an enticing blend of cologne and something uniquely Hannibal, something that felt like home.

"How are you feeling, sweetheart?" he asked, his tone soft but laced with concern. He was keenly aware of the chaos swirling around her, particularly the recent events involving Will.

"Better now," she murmured, burying her face against his chest. The warmth radiating from his body enveloped her, soothing her frazzled nerves and providing a moment of solace amidst the chaos.

He tilted her chin gently with his fingers, guiding her gaze up to meet his. His deep-set eyes held a mixture of understanding and intensity as he leaned down to kiss her forehead, a gesture filled with affection. Then, he captured her lips with his own, the kiss deepening with a sense of urgency and longing. It was a passionate connection, a silent exchange that spoke volumes about their shared desires and the weight of the day's uncertainties. In that moment, everything else faded away, leaving only the two of them entwined in a cocoon of warmth and intimacy.

Hannibal gently lifted Litai into his arms, and instinctively, she wrapped her legs around his waist, their bodies drawn together by an urgent need that had been building between them. It had been too long since they had shared such intimacy, and both were eager to reconnect.

He carried her to their bedroom, the atmosphere charged with anticipation. As he placed her down on the bed, he took a moment to admire her. The soft light cast a warm glow over her figure, highlighting her beauty and making his heart race.

"You are so beautiful, darling," he whispered, his voice low and filled with desire. He crawled onto the bed, his body hovering over hers, and connected their lips once again in a deep kiss that ignited the flames of passion within them. Their tongues danced together as his hands roamed over her body, exploring every curve.

He kissed a trail down her neck, nibbling on the sensitive skin, eliciting soft gasps from her lips. His hands were possessive, touching and claiming every part of her. They moved over her breasts, gently massaging them and teasing her nipples, drawing out quiet moans that he found intoxicating.

"You are so perfect, so mine," he murmured against her lips before capturing her in a more aggressive kiss. Litai's  hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as their bodies pressed together, craving more.

As he continued to kiss and tease her, he gently opened her legs, positioning himself at her entrance. "Are you okay?" he asked, his gaze searching hers. When she nodded, he slowly entered her, his eyes closing momentarily as he felt her warmth envelop him. Her moans filled the room, a symphony of pleasure that fuelled his desire.

He groaned deeply as he thrust fully into her, relishing the tightness that surrounded him. With one arm, he pinned her delicate wrists above her head, while the other hand cradled her neck, maintaining a gentle yet firm grip. He began to move with purpose, quickening his pace as he revealed in the way she arched her back and moaned beneath him.

"You're doing so good," he praised, tightening his grip on her wrists and taking her more roughly. Their combined moans echoed in the room, a testament to the pleasure they shared. He kissed her jaw, nibbling at the sensitive skin, savouring every reaction she had.

"Come for me, darling," he urged, feeling her getting closer to the edge. As her body tightened around him and her breath became uneven, he knew she was nearing her climax. It didn't take long before she cried out his name, the sight of her coming undone beneath him filling him with a sense of triumph and adoration.

"Such a good girl," he praised her breathlessly, still thrusting inside her as he reached his own release. He groaned into her neck, surrendering to the overwhelming sensations as he finished inside her, their bodies entwined.

Once the waves of pleasure subsided, he gently pulled away, both of them panting and slick with sweat. A small smirk danced on his lips as he looked down at her. "Shall we continue this in the bathroom?"

Before she could respond, he scooped her up effortlessly, carrying her toward the bathroom, the playful glint in his eyes promising that their evening was far from over.

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Hannibal placed Litai beneath the shower head, stepping behind her and drawing the shower curtain closed, enclosing them both in the small space. He wrapped his arms around her from behind, his chest pressing against her back, and he nestled his face into the curve of her neck, inhaling her familiar scent.

"You are my perfect doll," he murmured against her skin, his voice a velvety whisper as he tightened his grip. The warm water cascaded over them, creating a soothing atmosphere that enveloped them both.

Litai relaxed, allowing the warm water to wash away the remnants of their earlier passion and the tension of the day. She felt the steady rhythm of Hannibal's heartbeat against her back and sighed contentedly, surrendering to the moment.

A smile spread across Hannibal's face as he felt her body relax against his. He continued to hold her close, his hands roaming over her skin, exploring every contour and curve as the water soaked them both.

He pressed gentle kisses along her neck, alternating between soft nibbles and tender nuzzles. His hands traveled down to the curves of her hips, grasping them firmly as he pulled her even closer. His fingers then moved upward, massaging her breasts and teasing her, drawing out soft moans and breathy whimpers.

With one hand resting possessively over her stomach, he continued to tease her breast with the other, coaxing out more intoxicating sounds from her lips. He kissed her neck again, biting down slightly, relishing the way she squirmed in his grasp, every reaction igniting his desire further.

With a playful yet commanding demeanour, he bent her forward, urging her to place her hands against the cold shower wall for support. Without warning, he entered her, and she cried out his name, the sound echoing against the tiled walls as he began to thrust inside her. His hands grasped her hips tightly, pushing deeper with each movement, hitting her perfect spot repeatedly.

His fingers dug into her skin, and he took her with a primal urgency, relishing the way her body responded to him. Just as he sensed her nearing the edge, he abruptly pulled out, leaving her gasping and whimpering in confusion.

Without missing a beat, he turned her around and picked her up again, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist as he pressed her against the cold shower wall. The shock of the temperature sent shivers down her spine, mixing with the heat of their desire.

"I love the way you moan, darling. I love driving you crazy and hearing those sweet sounds," he said, his voice a deep growl as he lowered her back down, entering her once more. Litai's arms tangled in his hair, gripping and pulling gently as he took her against the cold wall. Tears of pleasure streamed down her cheeks, and he felt her shudder with each thrust as he claimed her body with a raw intensity.

They moved together in a frantic rhythm, the cold wall juxtaposing the heat of their bodies. The sounds of water mingled with their moans, creating a symphony of pleasure that filled the small space. Soon, they both reached their climax, his body pressing her harder against the wall, eliciting even more passionate cries from her lips as he pushed deeper.

They gasped for breath, the world around them fading away as they found their release together. After the waves of ecstasy subsided, Hannibal gently pulled out, both of them panting and trembling from the intensity of their experience.

They took a moment to clean each other, the warm water cascading down their bodies as they reveled in the pleasure and intimacy they had just shared. Each touch was a reminder of their connection, deepening the bond that held them together in this chaotic world.