The fact that Hannibal doesn't draw things out further, that he reacts with Will's first pleading word, it's all a reflection of how equal they are in this, their desire for each other. Hannibal's eyes don't leave Will's as he slicks himself with olive oil, more of it splattering to the wood floorboards, dripping down Hannibal's wrist, trickling over his balls and onto his inner thighs. By the time they're done Will's sure the oil will be everywhere, spread onto their skin, pooled on the tabletop, mingled with their own fluids, another tableau of their commingling.
Will inhales deeply at Hannibal's command, and he sits up as directed, shifting closer to the edge of the table, moving toward Hannibal. The way Will's seen the other man has shifted and changed so many times, from an unwanted observer to a trusted confidant and friend, then a murderer, a betrayer, an enemy, and now recently something much more intimate, a partner, and a lover. The way he stands at the end of the table now, tall and broad, is proud and confident, and Will finds himself admiring Hannibal's body, his strong shoulders and well muscled chest, lean abdomen and legs, and his cock, thick and shining with slippery oil, glistening in the ambient light and making Will's mouth water.
Breathing in deeply, Will turns his eyes up to Hannibal's face, meeting his heated gaze, eager to be devoured.
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Date: 2016-04-29 05:53 am (UTC)Will inhales deeply at Hannibal's command, and he sits up as directed, shifting closer to the edge of the table, moving toward Hannibal. The way Will's seen the other man has shifted and changed so many times, from an unwanted observer to a trusted confidant and friend, then a murderer, a betrayer, an enemy, and now recently something much more intimate, a partner, and a lover. The way he stands at the end of the table now, tall and broad, is proud and confident, and Will finds himself admiring Hannibal's body, his strong shoulders and well muscled chest, lean abdomen and legs, and his cock, thick and shining with slippery oil, glistening in the ambient light and making Will's mouth water.
Breathing in deeply, Will turns his eyes up to Hannibal's face, meeting his heated gaze, eager to be devoured.