Will's head spins as Hannibal cups Will's ass and hauls him close, pressing their pelvises together hard and firm so Will can feel the delicious ridge of Hannibal's full, thick cock. Never in his life has Will been interested in experiencing another man's erection, but he wants everything he can have with Hannibal's, the desire so intense it makes him ache.
For a split second Will wonders if Hannibal's going to let oxygen deprivation claim him, if Will will wake up tied down somewhere or drugged to a place where he can't move, leaving him to any and all of Hannibal's possible devices. But at the very last second the pressure lets up and Will gasps a lungful of air, his survival instinct not letting him do it carefully. Blood rushes back into Will's head and it makes him dizzy, and his head spins even more when Hannibal's hands move to his waist, opening his belt and his pants, his fingers so close to Will's full fledged arousal that he can't contain the whimper that comes out of him.
But Will does what he's told, reaching out and opening the buttons down the front of Hannibal's shirt one at a time, slowly revealing more if his well muscled chest and the mat of chest hair that adorns it. When the shirt is open, Will catches Hannibal's wrists one at a time, opening the cuff buttons. But he doesn't push the shirt off, wants to wait to see if that's what Hannibal wants him to do next.
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Date: 2016-02-02 07:19 pm (UTC)For a split second Will wonders if Hannibal's going to let oxygen deprivation claim him, if Will will wake up tied down somewhere or drugged to a place where he can't move, leaving him to any and all of Hannibal's possible devices. But at the very last second the pressure lets up and Will gasps a lungful of air, his survival instinct not letting him do it carefully. Blood rushes back into Will's head and it makes him dizzy, and his head spins even more when Hannibal's hands move to his waist, opening his belt and his pants, his fingers so close to Will's full fledged arousal that he can't contain the whimper that comes out of him.
But Will does what he's told, reaching out and opening the buttons down the front of Hannibal's shirt one at a time, slowly revealing more if his well muscled chest and the mat of chest hair that adorns it. When the shirt is open, Will catches Hannibal's wrists one at a time, opening the cuff buttons. But he doesn't push the shirt off, wants to wait to see if that's what Hannibal wants him to do next.