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Motorcycle AU second meeting
http://slashyrogue.tumblr.com/post/133132335235/motorcycle-gang-au-first-meeting continued from this
The next time they meet is by accident. Will has been trying to see Hannibal again for weeks, driving his bike past the garage he knows his gang operates in and never once does he see the man there.
He’s driving home in the rain, regretting his decision to even own a motorcycle, when suddenly it stopped in the middle of the road. Will cursed, trying to start it again and after the fourth time did nothing he walked it through the rain heading towards an alley.
Will leaned his bike up and ran under an awning close by, trying to get a signal. “Fuck!”
His phone was drenched, possibly a complete lost cause.
“Fancy meeting you here!”
He looked up, surprised and suddenly much warmer.
Hannibal was yelling out of an old Camaro, a cigarette in his mouth and a smile on his lips.
“My bike stalled on me,” Will yelled through the rain.
“Would you like a ride?”
Will looked at his bike and then back at Hannibal before running over, opening the door and shaking his hair off inside. They stared at each other for a full minute before Will asked, “My bike?”
Hannibal looked over his shoulder and shook his head, “I’ll send someone to bring it into the shop, ” he took a drag of his cigarette and held it out to Will who took it with wet fingers bringing it into his mouth and letting out smoke.
“So,” Will started, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a handful of condoms, putting them on the dashboard.
Hannibal bursts out laughing, holding out his hand for the cigarette and putting it out before grabbing one of the condoms. “So, little one, are you still as eager as you were before to get my cock in your mouth?”
Will licked his lips and said, “I’ve never…”
Hannibal reached out and grabbed his chin, grinning. “Yes I am aware, and still I ask do you want to suck me off?”
Will sighed, nodding as Hannibal let him go and undid the button on his jeans, maneuvering himself just so TL where he was able to have his cock out and pants just slightly before his knees. Will stared, breath coming quickly and heart hammering in his chest.
Hannibal tore the condom open with his teeth and handed it to Will.
“Do you best, little one and I may offer you more than just a taste.”
Will tried to calm his shaking hands as he attempted to put it on, unsure of himself and feeling embarrassed as he couldn’t stop himself from fucking it up. When he felt Hannibal’s hand on his and looked up to see the other man’s reassuring smile as they did it together Will said, “Thank you,” and Hannibal kissed him.
The kiss was nothing like their first, this was tender and soft a prelude to something Will was no longer sure he could live without. When they parted and Hannibal’s hand guided him down to his lap Will opened his mouth eagerly accepting his cock.
He wasn’t used to this, had imagined it hundreds of times but the feeling was indescribable. He groaned, trying to suck too much in too fast and Hannibal’s voice, “Not so quickly, little one,” only spurred him on more as he fought the tears in his eyes.
“Breathe, Will,” Hannibal sighed, leaning back in his seat and Will let out a breath through his nose. Hannibal guided his hand and he moved it in time with his mouth until he felt Hannibal tense up and a hand pulled the hair on the back of his head tightly as he came.
Will sucked harder, not caring about anything else but the pleasure he could keep giving Hannibal till he was pulled off, Hannibal chuckling and touching his lips.
“There is so much I would like to teach this mouth,” he said breathlessly, kissing Will as filthy as he remembered from their first weeks before.
“Please,” Will begged, trying to lean in and Hannibal looked pleased.
“I love to hear you beg for me, so eager little one aren’t you?”
Will nodded breathlessly and Hannibal’s hand found his hard cock squeezing it in his jeans.
He took off the condom and tied it off, opening the car door and throwing it before he smiled at Will.
“Come inside, Will. I have much to show you.”
Will scrambled for his belt and almost hit his head getting out of the car, the ran drenching him further but he only had one thing on his mind: Hannibal.
So originally this was written for the Fairytale Event last month, but I never finished it and now apparently I have because I’m on some sort of shapeshifter kick involving Nigel as a wolf. Hope you enjoy.
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There are a certain number
of blocks between Adam’s apartment and his grandmother’s house. Thirteen last
time he counted, holding his father’s hand as they headed there on a warm Sunday afternoon
when he was twelve.His father stopped walking
him there when Adam was older saying cars were more efficient, though they both
knew his bones too worn and sore, so now that Dad was gone the idea of going
alone was odd.But it was Grandmother’s
eighty third birthday and she had called four times this morning reminding him,
“I’m an old woman, Addie. Do not leave me alone on my day.”So Adam started his journey
after having his regular breakfast, putting on his red hooded jacket as the sun
shined big and bright above him. He counted blocks as he went, eyeing the
familiar bars and stores as he went past them.Five blocks in he got
confused, stopping at an odd building he’d never seen before.Big Bad Bar, the sign read.
He remembered driving past with his father once just last a few months before,
seeing the motorcycles and the leather clad bikers who owned them.Now the bikes were parked
outside and he could smell cigarette smoke and beer that made him pause.The emblem on the sign was
indicative of it being a wolf bar, and though Adam was human he was certain
they’d be nice enough about helping him with directions.Though he’d never met a
wolf before.He took some steps forward,
reaching out with one hand to pull the door just as it opened and someone came
barreling into him.Adam had no time to stop
himself from falling and was bracing for impact with the sidewalk but instead
found himself in someone’s embrace.The wolf that held him
wasn’t horribly large but he was imposing, warm and smelling of cigarettes more
than beer.“My, my,” the
wolf purred, fangs showing, “What big eyes you have little one.”Adam entangled from the
wolf, dizzy as he righted himself. “My eyes aren’t any bigger than yours.”Continued here:
What Big Eyes You Have by nightliferogue (click for ao3)
Nigel was tired, so fucking tired, his eyes barely open when he got home. The club had been particularly hellish all night and Nigel was not even remotely interested in anything but sleep.
He was surprised to see the television on so late, Adam usually kept to his schedule which meant he’s been in bed hours ago.
There was no sound on the screen but Nigel paused, suddenly a lot more awake as he saw what was happening on screen.
Adam had been watching porn.
He stepped closer and saw Adam lying asleep on the couch, his face pressed into the pillow and reaching over he could feel him shivering.
Nigel smiled, leaning down to kiss his Star’s cheek, then down to his neck as he felt Adam rustle in annoyance.
“Nigel?”
He kissed the corner of Adam’s lips, frowning. “Who else would it be?”
Adam stretched onto his back with a yawn, his sleepy smile making Nigel smile in return.
“I thought maybe Beth was still here.”
Nigel growled, grabbing for him as Adam giggled.
“Do not tease me, darling, I have had a rough fucking night.”
A frown, he could see Adam’s worry immediately and regretted saying a thing.
“What happened? Are you…?”
Nigel pulled Adam closer, arms tightening as he sighed. “It’s nothing, darling, don’t worry.”
Adam pulled back and looked at him squarely, “You worry about me all the time so it’s my turn.”
He kissed the frown from Adam’s mouth. “Darling, I love you,” he kissed Adam’s cheek, “Tell me why you’re watching porn.”
Adam sighed against him, the rush of breath pressing their chests tighter.
“I haven’t watched one in a long time.”
Nigel lifted his head and smirked down at him. “Am I boring you already Star? You need to fucking watch this shit? It’s…”
Adam’s grimace made Nigel regret his language and the harshness of his tone. “Sorry, darling,” he pressed a kiss soft to Adam’s mouth.
Adam shivered. “It’s ok. You’re cranky.”
Nigel laughed. “Cranky as fuck, but my mood is vastly improving.”
A moan from the screen had them both look over at the screen.
The two men on screen were in a familiar position.
One man leaned over the bed as the other was eating him out rather enthusiastically.
Adam wiggled in his arms, the quickening of breath against Nigel’s cheek making him harder than it should be. He turned, pressing a kiss to Adam’s cheek.
“We haven’t done that in a while,” he nuzzled Adam’s chin, “And you’ve never,” Nigel kissed his throat, “Done it to me.”
Adam let out a soft moan.
“I think I would like that,” he confessed, “Would you like that?”
Nigel chuckled, “Won’t know until we try.”
Thank you sweetie! I’m so glad you like the ones you have read! There’s way too many, I don’t blame you for not having read them all! I hope you like it in spite of me dismissing your dressage idea. I hope you like this as much as I do.
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He heard him coming up but didn’t turn around, the horses
all making noise at his arrival but Will refused to stop what he was doing.“Father says you’re quitting.”
Will said, “Yeah, I don’t really have a reason to stay.”
He heard Hannibal scoff from behind him before replying,
“There is work to be done here, the stables need mucking and the hay needs…”Will turned, glaring at him. “Your parents are giving most
of the horses over to you and your soon to be wife, they’ve told me I can stay
on but I don’t need their pity job.”Hannibal stood in his perfect suit, hair gelled to
perfection as Will looked down at himself: jeans with holes in them and a
wrinkled flannel shirt, his hair messed and sweaty from his work.He opened his shirt, and peeled it off, throwing the sweaty
mess behind him.“Will, they…my parents do not pity you. There are seven
stablehands who work here, and out of all of them, you have worked here the
longest. They…mother praises you to her friends, your way with the horses and
Mischa…”Will turned away, grabbing a bale of hay and throwing it
across the stable.Every word out of Hannibal’s mouth was like a stab in his
chest, but he just wouldn’t stop. Will wanted to scream, to grab him roughly
and scream, ‘I LOVE YOU, YOU IDIOT!’ but knew that Hannibal hated him.“I love your parents, they’re…they’ve given me a home,
they…when my dad died, it’s not…I just don’t think this is where I want to be
anymore.”Hannibal stood behind him without speech for several
minutes, Will finishing stacking up the hay and then moving on to Meile,
Tobulas, and Mazasis, the three horses that Mr. and Mrs. Lecter were giving
Hannibal for his wedding gift. Will started to brush them down, tensing when he
could feel Hannibal’s eyes on him as he moved.“You…you should take a break, you’ll overheat.”
Will laughed, shaking his head. “I’m not a child, Hannibal,
I’ve been doing this for ten years I think I’m okay.”He felt a hand on his back and Will shivered, dropping the
brush he was holding and letting out a breath. “Hannibal.”“Tell me what is upsetting you so.”
Will didn’t move, closing his eyes. “No.”
He was turned roughly, pressed against Meile and the horse
neighed in annoyance. Hannibal’s eyes were wild, angry, and Will wanted nothing
more than to kiss him.“You do not want me to marry Bedelia.”
Will didn’t open his eyes, letting out a breath and saying
nothing even as Hannibal touched his chest, making Will convulse with need. “I
have not…we have not touched since we were children. Do you remember when you
used to hug me, Will?”Will opened his eyes, tears stinging his vision. “I stopped
when you ruined Alana’s life, sending her and her parents off as outcasts from
the town. When you…all she did was kiss me. Do you remember what you said to me
when I asked why?”Hannibal’s hand traveled up to his neck, cupping Will’s
throat as he whispered, “I told you that I did not like her, that she
was…beneath you. She was.”Will pushed him off, growling, “And Molly? What was wrong
with Molly? She was just as rich and snooty as you are! She…hell, you even
fucked her in front of me. You remember? Then you told everyone in town that
she had thrown herself at you, begging for the Lecter fortune. What was wrong
with her, Hannibal?”Hannibal was panting as he confessed, “She was ordinary, not
nearly good enough for you either.”Will laughed, shaking his head. “When I asked you who was,
what did you say?”Hannibal frowned, “No one. No one is good enough for you.”
Will wiped tears from his cheeks, grabbing his shirt and
walking towards the stable door, “So maybe I need to go find someone who is.”“Will.”
Will paused at the door, wiping his face as he closed his
eyes. The pain was almost too much, he wanted to run back towards Hannibal and
run right ahead. “What?”“I do not…I am sorry for hurting you.”
Will turned, wiping his face, “I just didn’t understand, if
you didn’t want me then why…?”Hannibal laughed, shaking his head as Will was shocked to
see tears in his eyes.“I have never said that I did not want you. Never once, in
the last ten years.”
Since your writing puppy will you should write kitten hannibal! There has never been a fic or series with Hannibal acting as Will’s kitten, like fake tail, collars, ear or even paws!
Okay, at first I thought this was crazy but god I had such fun writing it.
Will woke on the couch, yawning and stretching himself out
of a nap he hadn’t realized he’d needed. He smiled when he saw that Hannibal
had fallen asleep on his legs, curled up and rubbing his cheek against Will’s
socked feet. Will leaned over and pet his hair, listening to Hannibal sigh and
rub against his hand.“Good kitty,” he joked, making Hannibal open one eye and
glare at him.“Kitty?”
“You fall asleep on me all the time, always seem to follow
me around and when I notice you or say anything you act like you aren’t. Very
catlike.”Hannibal uncurled himself and stretched out beside Will,
sighing as he settled against Will’s front. He pressed his face into Will’s
chest. “I am not a cat. Or any feline.”Will laughed, rubbing his head. “You don’t want to rub on my
legs, maybe lick my face a bit? You already leave scratch marks down my back,
you know they’re almost scars now.”Hannibal looked up at him, frowning and blushing. “If you do
not like me touching you Will, you could have told me before now.”Will frowned, touching his face. “No, that’s not…it’s just a
joke. That’s all. I like it, that you like being around me. No one really did
before, not really. Molly,” he ignored Hannibal’s growl, “…she did but I wasn’t
ever really myself with her. Not like this. Not like you.”Hannibal kissed him then, licking at his mouth and biting at
Will’s lip. He pulled him closer, pressing himself against Will’s front half
and purring, “I would never want you to anyone else.”Will kissed his forehead, hugging Hannibal to him again. It
was not a second later when he heard Encephalitis barking and Hannibal sighed.
“I will get him,” he offered, peeling himself off of Will to let the dog inside
the house.Encephalitis was their only pet, Will had found him by the side
of the road not long after they’d moved into their chateau and Hannibal
insisted that one was enough. He knew eventually it wouldn’t be hard to get
another, it was not hard to manipulate Hannibal into doing what he wanted,
though the name had been Hannibal’s idea. Will got used to it.He heard Cephie’s excited bark as he ran into the room,
attempting to jump onto the couch though Hannibal’s hiss got him to back off
almost immediately whining and laying on the floor. Will bit his lip to keep
from making another cat joke.Hannibal smiled, leaning in close to kiss him. “I need to go
out, mylimasis, there are still several ingredients needed for dinner.”Will frowned. “For how long?”
“A few hours, nothing more.”
Will nodded once and waited for the car’s noise before he
said, “C’mere, Cephie,” and the dog jumped up on the couch beside him. He
closed his eyes and sighed, falling asleep easily once more.He woke to someone licking his toes. Hannibal had never even
given an inkling that he had a toe fetish, but Will knew it could be no one
else. He opened one eye and burst out laughing at the sight beneath him.
Hannigram AU, 19
I hope you like it! I had such fun with this one!
19: “I’m sorry but who are you?”
It started with a declaration.
“You will marry before the month is out, William or I
will make a match for you.”Will stared at his father coldly, “I am nearly twenty
father, that does not make me a spinster.”His father sighed, rubbing his eyes.
“I want to see you taken care of by someone who loves
you that is all. I want to know you are happy.”Will grabbed his father’s hands, kneeling before him as he
begged, “Then do not make me chose someone I do not love.”Alexander Graham let Will’s hands go and said, “Then
find someone you do.”
Prompt! Murder Husbands on the run are cooking and Will changes the radio to play old songs (he’s tired of classical music) and after a while You Can Leave Your Hat On starts playing and Hannibal is so confused: why is will looking at him like that? Why is he taking his clothes off (not that I don’t want him to)? The rest is up to you!
I gotta give some credit here to @cumberninjas showing me pictures of men’s lingerie that inspired me to finally do this one. Had a lot of fun with it. I hope you like!
Will sighed for the fourth time since they’d begun cooking, and
Hannibal feigned ignorance to the cause. He knew Will had developed somewhat of
an appreciation for classical music though it was more like he tolerated
listening because it was something Hannibal enjoyed.They were cooking their newest kill: a would be rapist who
they’d spotted on a walk back from one of their moonlit walks. Will was doing
the cutting while Hannibal was marinading and spices.Another sigh, and Hannibal finally asked, “Would you like
me to change the music, Will?”Will frowned, “No, it’s fine.”
Hannibal set down the meat in his hands, reaching across to grab
the remote control and changing to one of Will’s favorite stations.Will smiled, “You didn’t have to.”
Hannibal kissed him on the cheek. “Yes, beloved, I did.
Now, where were we?”The music was slower, not as bothersome as Hannibal had expected
really, and as he heard Will set down the knife he didn’t bother to look up
lost in preparation.If he hadn’t heard the knife clatter to the floor, he would not
have looked up at all but it was obviously because Will wanted his
attention.Will was swaying, staring his way with a grin as he began
unbuttoning his shirt.
Will, trying to do something nice for (and to keep) his current boyfriend, lets Bev convince him to get some custom lingerie for himself as a sexy Valentines Day gift. Will runs in to Hannibal, at the store for reasons, when he stumbles out of the fitting room in an outfit to reluctantly show Bev.
“I can’t believe you talked me into this.”
Will was in the changing room staring at himself in the mirror, a blush on his cheeks as he stared.
Matt would probably laugh in his face. He just knew it, could almost picture it now and felt almost anxious even considering taking this home to wear again.
“You said you thought you needed to be sexier in the bedroom, this is sexy as hell Graham I promise you. Come on, let me see.”
Will took a deep breath, shivering despite not feeling cold earlier but standing in the blue lace camisole with panties, stockings, and garter belt. He looked ridiculous.
“I look ridiculous, I’m not coming out.”
Bev sighed dramatically, “It can’t be that bad, Will. Come on. I can’t come in there you’re gonna have to come out here.”
Will blushed, opening the door and nearly running into someone as they passed by his glasses knocking off his face. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t…” just as the stranger said, “It is not a problem, not if I get to receive such a view in return.”
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