For a moment Will is sure Hannibal's going to kiss him, right here and now in the duty-free shop just beyond customs at Charles de Gaulle. He wonders if there are cameras here, if there's a chance the footage would ever been seen by Jack, his two fugitives indulging in bottles of wine, sharing a clandestine kiss once they've touched down in Paris. But Hannibal restrains himself, if only just barely, then snaps into motion, taking the two swiftly selected bottles to the counter and paying for them like he has a train to catch.
Will has to hurry to keep up with Hannibal when he exits the terminal, headed for the taxi stand. He's breathing a little hard when he stops to stand beside Hannibal, just one person ahead of them, waiting for a car. He licks his lips again, sways slightly in Hannibal's direction, leaning in toward Hannibal's ear.
"I feel like I'll die if you don't kiss me soon," he whispers, and he knows it's a little dramatic, but he's been aching for so long, yearning, and all that's left is this one car ride, a short walk, and then they'll finally be alone. Will can practically taste it, his entire body tight with desire and anticipation, so ready, beyond ready.
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Date: 2016-03-05 06:21 am (UTC)Will has to hurry to keep up with Hannibal when he exits the terminal, headed for the taxi stand. He's breathing a little hard when he stops to stand beside Hannibal, just one person ahead of them, waiting for a car. He licks his lips again, sways slightly in Hannibal's direction, leaning in toward Hannibal's ear.
"I feel like I'll die if you don't kiss me soon," he whispers, and he knows it's a little dramatic, but he's been aching for so long, yearning, and all that's left is this one car ride, a short walk, and then they'll finally be alone. Will can practically taste it, his entire body tight with desire and anticipation, so ready, beyond ready.