Their coupling in Baltimore had been about claiming, about marking, about domination. He needed to establish, especially in light of the impending betrayal, that Will was his. He doesn't need that now. Despite the short time since then, Hannibal is certain now. Certain that Will is not only his, but that he is Will's. That their relationship, their partnership, is deep and powerful, far deeper and more powerful than any other Hannibal has known. So this coupling is unlike any other he has known. He's not claiming Will, or manipulating him. This is communion. This is love.

Hannibal moans into Will's mouth as well, letting himself act as the spirit moves him instead of in a calculated manner. Slowly, tenderly, he begins to move his hips, just a little, gentle thrusts.