This Is My Design.

Part 4: In Which Lines From The Series Are Employed To Get Hannibal Naked

This is a continuing story written via Twitter before our weekly viewing of Hannibal series 2.

'I have to deal with you,' said Will to Hannibal, gazing steadily into his eyes. 'And my feelings about you.

'But mostly right now, Dr Lecter, we have to deal with the fact that I'm in my underwear, and you're wearing a 3-piece suit.'

'True, this situation has become rather ...personal. But you tried to kill me, Will. It's hard not to take that personally.'

'You wanted me to embrace my nature, Doctor. I'm just following the urges I kept down for so long. Now: strip.'

Holding Will's gaze, Hannibal loosened his tie and then slowly tugged it from under his collar. 'I want to be like you, Will.'

'In what way, Hannibal? Emotionally uncertain? Unshaven? Wrongly convicted? Framed by someone I trusted? Or just mostly naked?'

'If only you knew how hard it is to live to a life as alone as mine.' Hannibal ripped open his shirt, buttons pinging everywhere. 'I've waited a long time for a man worthy of my company. Can't you see, I've been wooing you. Every liver I served, is a gift.'

Will didn't respond. His gaze roamed over Hannibal's chest. The well-defined muscles, broad shoulders, trail of hair.

Time stretched out. When he did reply, his voice was hoarse and none too steady. 'That shirt looked very expensive,' he said.

'The cost is immaterial...' Hannibal unbuckled his belt, slowly sliding the leather free.'All that matters is that you see me.'

'Oh, I see you Hannibal. I've seen you in the bars of my cage. The fish I catch. The lures I tie. I see you in my mirror.'

'If you see me, Will Graham...' Hannibal's trousers pooled on the floor. 'Then the next logical step is to consume me.'

Will swallowed. As much as he wished it wasn't true, as much as he wanted to be his better self… His mouth was watering.