Will is certainly not the most skilled at fellatio, so it isn't the physical sensation that Hannibal takes pleasure in, but rather the sight of his lover on his knees, doing his best to pleasure him, performing an act that he had never before performed. Hannibal is well aware that Will is not homosexual, per se. That his attraction to Hannibal is not borne of a general attraction to men but rather a deep, burning desire for only him. It's gratifying, watching how in this way Hannibal has also bent Will to his image, outside the parameters that Will might have expected of himself before encountering him. Hannibal breathes deep as he watches, as Will experiments with the depth of Hannibal's cock in his throat, as his saliva drips down his chin. Hannibal finds that arousing, how Will is helplessly losing fluids for the sake of his lover, something akin to the helpless dripping of precum from the tip of his cock.

As Will continues to experiment, Hannibal lets his mind wander, and it reaches back to the dream he had on the plane, he and Will in the chapel at Palermo. Only now, instead of consuming his heart, Will is in communion with Hannibal by seeking to swallow his seed. As Hannibal watches the supplicant Will reverently sucking his cock, he sees the look in his lover's eyes go deep, dark, and then he bites, and Hannibal gasps as blood and sperm erupt from his cock into his lover's mouth, who drinks it all down in long swallows...

Then Will pulls away, leaving Hannibal unsated, not yet reaching climax like he had in his vision. Still, he smiles and brushes Will's cheek with his knuckles. "Admirable for your first attempt. There will be sufficient time for you to improve, should you wish it."