Relaxing Techniques

Warnings for this chapter: m/m oral sex

Will Graham sat down in his usual spot in the chair opposite Hannibal in his psychiatrist's office. He held one hand to his head and lightly massaged one temple. He exhaled in frustration. He had been working this case for weeks and yet nothing had turned up. It was like as soon as he thought he understood this killer, the MO of the murders changed and Will had to re-think everything he had thus far concluded. He guessed the conclusion at present was that there could be nothing conclusive at all. He had such a hard time getting into this killer's head; it was giving him a headache.

Hannibal had sensed his tension ever since he walked into his office. He had seen Will's shoulders slightly drawn upwards, a stiffness in his back that wasn't usually there. Of course Will had told Hannibal all about this elusive murderer and Hannibal had told him, like the good friend he is, that he would do anything to help Will catch this unusual character.

"Will, I think you need to relax a little" Hannibal said, eyeing him carefully, trying to sense Will's mood. Will continued to rub his temple, his fingers having slowed down to a slow press.

"I'm plenty relaxed Hannibal, I'm sitting down" he said irately.

"Just because you're sitting down doesn't mean you're relaxed, Will." Hannibal pointed out.

"Might I suggest something that will calm you down a bit, make you completely relaxed so that you may continue your hard work, refreshed and with a clear head?"

Will completely stilled his motion with his hand and let it drop to the armchair rest.

"What are you suggesting?"

Hannibal again tried to sense Will's mood, would he be up for what he originally had in mind, or would Will need some more gentle coaxing to get into the mood? Hannibal was a daring man, but with Will, who was much like a frightened lamb in his eyes, should be handled with great care.

"A massage" Hannibal said, with a hint of a smirk on his lips.

Will laughed his typical insecure sardonic laughter, and Hannibal thought at that moment he might just be well received.

"That won't be nece-" Will began but was cut off by Hannibal's friendly but insistent tone.

"It's a practiced method for psychiatrists worldwide. Relaxing the muscles and stimulating blood flow to the brain helps the brain into a more receptive and creative state."

Will didn't know whether or not Hannibal was suggesting if he was to go somewhere else and get a massage, but as soon as he agreed he saw his friend and psychiatrist get off his chair opposite him, and round Will's chair. Will at first tensed up at Hannibal's hands at his shoulders, but Hannibal told him in his most calm voice to take a deep breath and Will complied.

"Close your eyes Will" he said, Hannibal's voice was the only thing Will could focus on now, and the wonderful sensation his hands produced at his touch. Hannibal guided Will through an imaginary landscape of Will's own choice, to keep his mind from wandering to other, more unpleasant parts of his mind. As Hannibal worked the muscles of Will's shoulders and arms and even down to his hands and fingers he had Will recite the beautiful landscape and what he was seeing in his mind.

Hannibal breathed into Will's ear as he was making his way down Will's spine, making it harder and harder for Will to focus on the landscape at the sound of the doctor's breaths to his ear.

Hannibal moved up again from Will's arms to his neck, massaging all the way up to his scalp, working his fingers carefully over Will's curls, hearing the man breathe more heavily, now having stopped telling Will to describe beautiful images because he wanted his full attention on the sensation he was giving him. Will let out the tiniest of moans as Hannibal's hands moved away from Will's hair and stroked his ears as he was passing his hands to Will's throat. He moved very carefully over the skin, and smirked proudly when he looked down at the sight of Will – completely in his thrall, and a hard-on that almost made Hannibal purr.

"You like my touch Will" Hannibal stated, still standing behind the younger man, still his hands caressing Will's face. Will almost opened his eyes but Hannibal demanded he keep them shut.

He bent down and kissed Will, upside down like that. Will's lips were soft, and opened to his so yieldingly Hannibal thought it was almost sweet.

Hannibal decided he could wait no longer; he rounded the chair again and kneeled in front of Will's already parted legs. He started undoing Will's belt when he saw Will's eyes open and come into focus. Will was breathing heavily, his eyes were clouded with desire, his hair was messy, his cheeks were rosy and his lips were a dark pink from Hannibal's kiss. Hannibal thought Will hand never looked so beautiful, drunk on desire like that, turned on and ready for the taking.

Will held Hannibal's gaze, who only smirked at him while he freed Will's cock from his pants and underwear. He saw some pre-come had already formed and had trickled down the length of Will's throbbing cock. Hannibal licked it all up from the base to the head and then swirled his tongue around his head, eliciting a loud moan from Will's lips. He bucked his hips towards the pleasure and Hannibal stayed his movement, letting his hands rest at Will's thighs.

The doctor took Will into his mouth, moving his lips up and down the younger man's impressive length, massaging his inner thighs as he did so. Will's lips had fallen apart now heavily panting and moaning, calling Hannibal's name, because it was so good he couldn't stop himself.

Hannibal took Will deep into his mouth, and Will was thinking he was impressed how much of him he could take and still look so...composed. Hannibal's eyes burned with excitement when Will held his gaze, and he let Will know how much he was enjoying himself. He moaned while deep-throating Will, sending vibrations –another sort of pleasure right through Will's cock and his mind.

Will was getting close; he undulated his hips, and threw his head back while digging his hands into Hannibal's hair. Hannibal could sense him tense up more and more, he could feel he was so close to coming, so he gave Will one last hard suck and Will came so hard into Hannibal's mouth.

His seed kept spilling into Hannibal's mouth and he swallowed it all, intrigued with the outcome of this session and delighted at Will's response to his advances.

He let Will have a moment to come down before he removed himself from between Will's thighs.

Hannibal was still rock hard from all this and he was looking forward to taking Will good and proper, but first things first. Damage control.

How was Will going to react to their impromptu hookup? Hannibal honestly didn't know, and it thrilled him that Will was a bit of a mystery to him.