Hannigram/Madancy One-shots And Other Hugh/Mads Character Ships

My eyes on Mine

This one-shot is Hannigram, inspired by @Hannibal_Daddy on twitter.

Background:

Will and Hannibal have been seeing each other in secret since the incident with Franklin and Hannibal discovers Will pleasuring himself in front of a mirror just be accident... That gave him an idea.

Now time for the story...

Hannibal had finished work early today and he had already dealt with tonight's dinner yesterday evening whilst Will was out. He tidies up his paperwork and begins on locking up his office. He pauses taking a breath of the brisk air before stepping away from the door striding over to his Bentley.

Meanwhile, Will had just finished the most recent case with Jack. He bids the team goodbye for today. He was going to Hannibal's for dinner so he decides to head there after feeding his dogs. Will leaves the building twirling his keys in his hand. He climbs into his car and slowly pulls away heading to his home in Wolf Trap, if he could call it home as he was at Hannibal's most night's lately.

Hannibal hums along to the classical music he had put on in his car. He would be a while before he was home. He wonders how the case went, knowing Will they had probably closed the case by now.

Will soon arrived at his house, turning off the engine he climbs out of his car and heads up the steps and unlocks the door. As soon as it was unlocked he was bombarded by his dogs, a chuckled laugh escapes his lips as he heads inside after getting up from the porch. He finds their food and pours into their bowls. He then goes to check himself over before leaving and locking the door once again.

Hannibal was about the same distance to his home as Will would be if he was at his home. Hannibal's mind drifts to just Will. The way he trembles under his touch. He licks his lips briefly, flexing his fingers over the steering wheel.

A while later, Will was already at Hannibal's, his mind drifting to the other night. Hannibal honestly worships his body in those intimate moments. He poured himself a glass of wine Hannibal got him. He took a slow sip savouring the taste as he wanders the house. He ends up in front of a large mirror, he drags a chair in front of it. He soon had finished the glass he had. He closes his eyes reliving the events of the other night. A shiver runs down his spine. One hand runs over the plains of his chest just like how Hannibal did the other day. Continuing slowly he copies Hannibal's movements from his thoughts onto his own skin. This elects a shuddered breath slipping past his lips.

Hannibal was around 5 minutes away now, he was looking forward too cooking for Will tonight. He pulls up into his driveway and turns off the engine and climbs out the Bentley. He walks up to his house, he tries the handle. It was open, Will must be home he thought to himself.

Hannibal was right, Will was home. Right now he was in a room upstairs laid spread, completely bare now on the chair. His body arching to his touch, his eyes closed. He was running his hands over his chest occasionally pinching his nipples as he tugs slowly at his hard length. Ragged breaths fall past his lips, he was so close.

Hannibal heads inside and closes the door. He calls out your name to no avail, so he begins to look for you. Just then he hears a ragged breath, he follows his ears. He soon finds Will, a gasps at the sight.His sanguine eyes raking over you.

Will could hear Hannibal in the doorway, a hand reaches up into his own dark curls and he tugs at a fistful of hair. A moan of his lover's name slips past his lips as he cums over his own hand and chest. Will opens his eyes looking at his reflection before looking to Hannibal.

Hannibal meets Will's gaze licking his lips, taking in the sight of a spent Will. He was quite a sight like that. "Miss me that much, Will?" Hannibal asks with a slight smirk upon his lips.