Hannibal doesn't know what expression Will is seeing because he's not controlling it. That seems to happen so frequently with Will in particular. Hannibal has on a number of occasions found himself unable, or unwilling, to mask his emotions when they came to Will, perhaps because those emotions had surprised him. He had not been prepared to have feelings for the man, this slight, strange, shy, fascinating man, this medium for Hannibal's masterpiece of psychological sculpture. Perhaps the first time he used Will's first name the intent was as Will suspected. And Hannibal can't say exactly when it was that the meaning of that name on his lips took on such weight, such significance. But now, that name has been broken open, revealing all the raw emotion within. And Hannibal has been broken open, and his full self laid bare for the eyes of his lover.
The two of them gasp and moan and pant out their climax together, Hannibal appreciating the ecstasy on Will's face as if he were appreciating a Michelangelo. And together they begin to sag in exhaustion. They have given up the last of their strength, and it was well spent, but it does mean that Hannibal hardly has the strength to make it back to the bedroom, and somehow doubts Will is much better off. So once he has his senses, he carefully pulls out of Will, then wraps his arms around him and pulls him along as Hannibal climbs up onto the table and lies down on his side, Will wrapped in his arms. The symbolism is, in his weary mind, quite beautiful, that the both of them have been consumed by each other.
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Date: 2016-05-05 06:21 am (UTC)The two of them gasp and moan and pant out their climax together, Hannibal appreciating the ecstasy on Will's face as if he were appreciating a Michelangelo. And together they begin to sag in exhaustion. They have given up the last of their strength, and it was well spent, but it does mean that Hannibal hardly has the strength to make it back to the bedroom, and somehow doubts Will is much better off. So once he has his senses, he carefully pulls out of Will, then wraps his arms around him and pulls him along as Hannibal climbs up onto the table and lies down on his side, Will wrapped in his arms. The symbolism is, in his weary mind, quite beautiful, that the both of them have been consumed by each other.