hannigram oneshots

hannigram - trans will

smut, 18+

"I dont want to make you do anything you're uncomfortable with, will" hannibal says lowly between sloppy kisses to his neck. he's laid gently on top of him in their bed, will's hands clutched tight to the back of hannibal's shirt.

"I just dont want you to think I'm something other than you imagined I'd be" will says with a nervous laugh into hannibals shoulder, trying not to stutter out the words and show how worried he really is.

hannibal stops his movements and will sighs shakily, resting his head back on the pillows behind him. hannibal takes will's chin in his hand then, lining their eyes in a way that makes will squirm beneath him. "you're my boy, william. you will never be anything other than that" he speaks softly but firmly, and all will is capable of is a small nod of his head, eyes wide and glossy.

hannibal leans down and kisses will's lips softly, and will feels some tension leave his body, his muscles relaxing under hannibal's hands and lips.

will reaches for the hem of hannibal's shirt, clumsily raising it to his chest where hannibal takes it the rest of the way off for him, laughing softly at how shy will seems to get every time he sees hannibal like this. will's face goes a permanent shade of pink, only darkening while hannibal reaches for will's own shirt.

will sits himself up so they're face to face, allowing him to take off the layer and breathing deeply through his nose.

"have to get this off of you, boy" hannibal murmurs in reference to will's binder, making will look down at it and take a deep breath once more.

"I can leave it on" he says, looking up at hannibal with hopeful eyes.
the look on hannibals face is sympathetic but will knows he wont give in.

"we cant have that on you while we're having sex, will. you'll get hurt" he replies, making will giggle slightly. hannibal smiles back at him. "we dont have to do anything you're not ready for, but I'm not risking hurting you to get off" he continues.

"I know, hannibal" will giggles again, then slowly goes to take the binder off of himself. he gets it over his head and immediately uses his arms to hide his chest. he knows in his heart that hannibal isn't the person he's scared of him being, but this is the first time they're going further than will giving him a quick handjob or blowing him before bed, and he has built up nerves about his own body.

"no need to do that, will" hannibal murmurs quietly, gently taking both of his wrists in one hand and raising them above his head. will goes flush at that, ready to squirm out of his skin as hannibal starts nosing at his collarbones. he breathes deeply, as though he's memorizing his scent, making his way down to his chest and sending deep tremors through will's body. he kisses down will's sternum and around each of his breasts, eyes closed as if he was experiencing something other earthly.

will gives a shaky breath that turns into a whine as hannibal takes one of his nipples between his teeth, darting his tongue out and kissing there before doing the same to the other. will's fingernails dig into his palms as hannibal continues to send pleasure through his body.

will feels himself leaking into his underwear, squirming as best he can in the position he was held in. "hannibal... please. more than that, han.." he breathes out.

will's skin feels like fire when hannibal let's go of his wrists and drags his large hands down his body, flicking a thumb over each nipple once more and making will arch into him with a stuttering moan.

hannibal's hands reach will's waistband and he pulls his body down the bed by his belt loops. will squeaks, making hannibal groan softly as his cock twitches in his slacks.