Me? Projecting my exhaustion and irritability on my comfort characters again? Yup.

Cw // omegaverse, omega Will

Will being up all night due to encephalitis (or his heat...) and coming in to work the next day sleep deprived and bitchy and just all around miserable. +

Most everyone notices that he's in a bad mood, but he's able to play it off as his usual grumpy self. Hannibal, of course, is the only one who knows better.

He visits Will in his lecture hall after his morning class leaves and offers to help him relax.

"Good luck," Will says +

with a humorless laugh. "I couldn't get my mind to stop racing last night, I tried everything but I just couldn't stop /thinking/..." He collapses in his chair. "I'm so tired I could fall asleep right here, but even now I can't relax..."

Hannibal approaches the desk and +

gets down on his knees. "Perhaps I can help with that."

Before Will can ask him to elaborate, Hannibal is undoing his belt buckle, pulling his pants down, and burying his face between his thighs. The feeling of Hannibal's lips on his cunt, already leaking slick, is a surprise +

though far from an unpleasant one. Will's mind is suddenly devoid of all other thoughts and distractions, completely blank aside from the pleasure he's currently feeling. He leans back in his chair and tangles his fingers in Hannibal's hair, keeping his breathing steady. +

Hannibal doesn't relent even when Will squirts all over his face, indulging himself in Will's scent, his taste, the breathy moans escaping his lips. It's not until he's made Will cum two more times, and Will is literally begging for mercy and squeezing him between his trembling+

thighs, that he finally stops. When he looks up, Will is fast asleep, cheeks flushed and eyes soft.

Hannibal finds Jack, informs him that Will is in need of the rest of the day off, then takes Will home.

END OF THREAD I hope this was coherent I'm literally running on fumes right now

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