Hannibal stood up suddenly, you give him a look of confusion.
"Bedroom." He stated with a low growl to his voice. You nodded with a blank look to your face.
Before you can get up off the couch, Hannibal scoops you up in his arms fast. You squeal in shock grabbing onto him tightly as he carries you to the bedroom. He smirks, seeming pleased with the surprised look on your face.
Doctor Lecter lays you down on the bed and crawls over you. Your breathing begins to shake again and you feel very helpless to your emotions.
Hannibal begins to kiss you intensely, and you reach for the belt of his pants to undo them. Hannibal pushes down on your stitches and you cringe in pain.
"Those are not the actions of any woman of mine." He whispers sternly into your ear, holding his hand over your patched wound Your entire body shakes. "You are still only young."
You let out a tortured gasp of frustration and pain.
"I want to treasure your purity."
He begins to kiss down your neck to your collar bones and stops where your shirt begins. You can feel his breath on your skin.
"You are allowed to stop me at any time." He smirks at your bright red face, knowing that was not a thought in your mind.
"I..I'm twenty n..next week." You stammer a weak attempt to help your argument and make him continue.
"Well then," he smirks."I hope you enjoy waiting."
Your face goes pale. Six days of this torture was going to be painful.
You grab onto him quickly pulling him down onto you. He gasps in shock. Had he really not expected this to happen?
You kiss his neck passionately and you can feel his body heating up.
You wrap your legs around him and his breathless protests are muffled in your movements.
He kisses you and you take the opportunity to undo his belt, he looks at you outraged but you kiss him more interrupting his emotion.
His hands try to reach for your stitches just like before in an attempt to stop you but your arms manage to block him off.
He stops moving for a second, which was suspicious but you continue.
Hannibal's hands go to your sides and you make sure he can't reach your stitches.
He pokes you and you flinch.
You make eye contact and he smiles evilly.
Oh no.
He starts to tickle you and you scream out, in protest and you have no choice but to try and get him off you. Your choked laugh echoing though the room. You manage to wriggle away from him and you both collapse on the bed in a shaking mess.
"I hate you" you gasp.
"You can't *huff* Hate me *huff*" Hannibal gasps trying to pull himself together. "You have to *huff* Respect that I need to respect *huff* you."
You groan loudly in annoyance, still out of breath yourself.
Hannibal puts both this hands over his face and a shaken sigh exits his mouth.
His hair was the biggest mess you had ever seen it in, his shirt was still by the sofa and his pants were half undone.
The silence was broken by the sound of Hannibal's phone in his pocket. He clears his throat and then answers it.
"Hello?"
You lean over to try to hear the conversation.
It sounds like Jack and he seems angry.
"Jack, relax, just tell me what happened." Hannibal said calmly.
You lean over more. Hannibal gives you one swift push to the patch on your stomach and you stagger back in pain falling off the bed with a crash.
Hannibal covers his mouth to stop himself from laughing into the phone.
"Jack, I'll.. Be there shortly." You hear his voice break and you smirk.
Hannibal hangs up the phone and looks over the side of the bed at you on the floor in amusement.
"I must leave you hear, I have to meet Jack."
"Okay." You sigh.
"Will you be alright here by yourself?"
"Yeah I'll be fine."
Hannibal helps you back into the bed, does up his pants and goes to retrieve his shirt, you lie on the bed exhausted and you hear the front door close as Hannibal leaves about ten minutes later.
You smirk, he was probably fixing his hair.
Boredom strikes and you get up to get a drink and notice Hannibal's phone on the bed. Had he forgotten it or left it on purpose?
You pick it up and unlock it, looking for a specific contact to call.
You enter the contact list,find what you are looking for and dial the number.
A voice answers on the other end.
"Will?, Its Destrie... I ... I woke up and Hannibal was gone, can you please come and get me? I don't know what to do."
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Hannibal fanfiction!
Fiksi PenggemarIs it insane to think you and Hannibal Lecter could meet by chance? A young woman is referred to Hannibal Lecter for treatment. This story is based off the Hannibal series which I DO NOT OWN!!! Enjoy.