Will watches Hannibal's face, sees the wistful smile, and wonders what
thought just crossed Hannibal's mind, if it's anything like the ones
that keep coming to Will's. One thing Will does know, however, is that
the smile is for him, a gift to let him know that the thoughts involve
him, that Hannibal finds them pleasing.
Will's return smile is soft, barely there but enough for Hannibal to
see, to feel the contentment behind it. Will watches Hannibal as he
moves to climb into the steamy water, the long lines of his body
moving and stretching gracefully despite how sore he must be, fluid
and lithe as he breaks the surface of the water and lowers himself
down to rest back, recumbent. Will takes his hand again without
hesitation, and despite his desire to mirror Hannibal's easy
dexterity, he fumbles a bit when he steps in himself, owing his not
falling entirely to Hannibal's sure grip.
Will stands for a moment, knee deep in the water as he contemplates
how he should arrange himself, his back to Hannibal's front or face to
face. Each has their benefits and determents, but for the moment Will
opts for relaxation, turning to face away from Hannibal and sit down
carefully between his splayed thighs, leaning back until his back
encounters Hannibal's broad chest.
Will's not tiny by any stretch of the imagination, but he's smaller
than Hannibal and they fit this way remarkably well as long as Will
tilts his head so Hannibal's chin will clear Will's shoulder. Will's
arms are heavy in his own lap as he relaxes back, closing his eyes and
letting his neck release, Hannibal's shoulder bearing the weight of
Will's head. Will can feel Hannibal's heart beating against his spine
and the rise and fall of Hannibal's breath rocks Will gently, forward
and back. The water's warm as is Hannibal's body and Will feels
himself sagging already, sure he could sleep if he let himself. But
they're here to bathe, and sleep will come again soon enough, so Will
merely indulges in the way their bodies align, takes a few moments to
just be still together and feel each other exist.
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Will watches Hannibal's face, sees the wistful smile, and wonders what thought just crossed Hannibal's mind, if it's anything like the ones that keep coming to Will's. One thing Will does know, however, is that the smile is for him, a gift to let him know that the thoughts involve him, that Hannibal finds them pleasing.
Will's return smile is soft, barely there but enough for Hannibal to see, to feel the contentment behind it. Will watches Hannibal as he moves to climb into the steamy water, the long lines of his body moving and stretching gracefully despite how sore he must be, fluid and lithe as he breaks the surface of the water and lowers himself down to rest back, recumbent. Will takes his hand again without hesitation, and despite his desire to mirror Hannibal's easy dexterity, he fumbles a bit when he steps in himself, owing his not falling entirely to Hannibal's sure grip.
Will stands for a moment, knee deep in the water as he contemplates how he should arrange himself, his back to Hannibal's front or face to face. Each has their benefits and determents, but for the moment Will opts for relaxation, turning to face away from Hannibal and sit down carefully between his splayed thighs, leaning back until his back encounters Hannibal's broad chest.
Will's not tiny by any stretch of the imagination, but he's smaller than Hannibal and they fit this way remarkably well as long as Will tilts his head so Hannibal's chin will clear Will's shoulder. Will's arms are heavy in his own lap as he relaxes back, closing his eyes and letting his neck release, Hannibal's shoulder bearing the weight of Will's head. Will can feel Hannibal's heart beating against his spine and the rise and fall of Hannibal's breath rocks Will gently, forward and back. The water's warm as is Hannibal's body and Will feels himself sagging already, sure he could sleep if he let himself. But they're here to bathe, and sleep will come again soon enough, so Will merely indulges in the way their bodies align, takes a few moments to just be still together and feel each other exist.