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reimagining the breakup scene in digestivo. very nsfw. still very much a break up scene.
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âh-hannibal, oh god,â will tipped his head back, clenching his jaw. his entire body ached, he was exhausted, but he still couldnât imagine stopping.
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âh-hannibal, oh god,â will tipped his head back, clenching his jaw. his entire body ached, he was exhausted, but he still couldnât imagine stopping.
hannibalâs body was a heavy weight over his own, slotted easily between his thighs. will clung tightly to hannibalâs back, carefully avoiding the fresh brand heâd noticed when hannibal had stripped his clothes off. will was only wearing his shirt, torn open by impatient hands.
âwill,â hannibal moaned his name softly, almost like he was praying. will shivered, running a hand through hannibalâs hair and pulling him into a slow kiss. it was getting hard to tell where one of them ended and the other began, and will knew that was the problem.
this was more than sex. more than the slow drag of hannibalâs cock in and out of him, more than how tightly they were pressed together, more intense and intimate than any time they had been together before, all those months ago. will knew he needed to stop, should have before-
theyâd even undressed. but for all his strengths, he was weak. weak for hannibal and the way he loved him. the way hannibal loved him was brutal, full of sharp edges that heâd already been cut by time and time again. but he was hopelessly addicted to hannibalâs devotion.
âdonât stop,â will whispered against hannibalâs lips when he felt him go still before shifting his weight.
ânever,â hannibal replied, his voice just as soft. he adjusted, sliding his arms underneath will and holding him even closer. will swallowed down the lump in his throat.
ânever,â hannibal replied, his voice just as soft. he adjusted, sliding his arms underneath will and holding him even closer. will swallowed down the lump in his throat.
will looked up at hannibal, cupping his cheek and meeting his eyes. he realized his mistake, but not before he felt it. hannibalâs love, unhealthy and obsessive, and it made him squeeze his eyes shut. hannibal kissed him before he started fucking him again, slow and deep.
will wasnât sure how long they were tangled together. a slow moving mass of warm limbs and beaten bodies. he let himself fall into it, clutching on to hannibal just as tightly as hannibal was clinging on to him.
âwill.â
âwill.â
hannibalâs voice was broken in a way will didnât recognize. it brought him back enough to realize that the damp against his neck wasnât sweat.
âhannibal, come here,â will barely whispered, proximity the only reason hannibal heard him.
âhannibal, come here,â will barely whispered, proximity the only reason hannibal heard him.
when they kissed again, will tasted the salt on hannibalâs lips. they kissed slowly, softly, deeply, like lovers.
âiâm close,â will spoke quietly, barely pulling away. hannibal didnât respond, he didnât need to. will drew hannibal into another kiss, one hand on his cheek and the-
âiâm close,â will spoke quietly, barely pulling away. hannibal didnât respond, he didnât need to. will drew hannibal into another kiss, one hand on his cheek and the-
other curving around the back of his neck.
when will came, it was as intense as heâd expected. he gasped, shaking in hannibalâs warm embrace as he rode it out, clenching up around hannibalâs cock. he felt hannibal shiver, his face pressed into willâs neck as he finished inside-
when will came, it was as intense as heâd expected. he gasped, shaking in hannibalâs warm embrace as he rode it out, clenching up around hannibalâs cock. he felt hannibal shiver, his face pressed into willâs neck as he finished inside-
of him.
they stayed like that, entwined and warm, for a few long moments. will knew hannibal was savoring it, and he wouldnât deny him. privately, will was savoring it as well.
hannibal shushed him gently as he pulled out, leaning in for a kiss that felt final as he did.
they stayed like that, entwined and warm, for a few long moments. will knew hannibal was savoring it, and he wouldnât deny him. privately, will was savoring it as well.
hannibal shushed him gently as he pulled out, leaning in for a kiss that felt final as he did.
hannibal walked away, going to the bathroom and returning with a warm, damp cloth and handing it to will a few minutes later. hannibal was silent as he dressed, allowing will to clean himself a little without his eyes directly on him.
âwill-â
âno, hannibal.â will cut him off, forcing himself to speak through the lump that had returned to his throat. he looked up, not missing the way hannibalâs eyes looked wet.
âthe teacupâs broken. itâs never gonna gather itself back together again.â
âno, hannibal.â will cut him off, forcing himself to speak through the lump that had returned to his throat. he looked up, not missing the way hannibalâs eyes looked wet.
âthe teacupâs broken. itâs never gonna gather itself back together again.â
from there, we know how that scene ends. i just wanted to stretch my legs with some sad will. thank you for reading, and i hope you enjoyed(?)!
