It's curious, how the two of them, solitary creatures in their own way, have found something so beautiful, so precious, together. As Will's body hums, Hannibal's hums in harmony. Will is needful, vulnerable, at Hannibal's mercy; and yet Hannibal is just as needful, just as vulnerable, just as at Will's mercy. Will pleads, and it for what both of them hunger for.
Hannibal pours more oil into his hand before putting the bottle on the counter. He clasps his hard cock in a loose grip and coats it thoroughly, his eyes on Will's as he slowly strokes, his desire smoldering. Then he moves closer, reaches out to his lover.
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Date: 2016-04-29 03:24 am (UTC)Hannibal pours more oil into his hand before putting the bottle on the counter. He clasps his hard cock in a loose grip and coats it thoroughly, his eyes on Will's as he slowly strokes, his desire smoldering. Then he moves closer, reaches out to his lover.
"Sit up for me Will."