Thread by @voxmxchina

The first time Will tied Hannibal’s hands to their headboard, Hannibal had objected. “It’s just a reminder,” Will placated. “I know you always do your best to be good for me.”
Mollified, Hannibal had graciously acquiesced, privately certain the ropes were wholly unnecessary.

An hour later, that certainty was nowhere to be found.

Will rode him at a slow methodical pace, head thrown back, eyes closed and mouth open. Hannibal gripped the headboard in an effort to not strain at the ropes.
Oh, how he ached to /touch/. +

Will made a breathy little contented noise every time he sank down on Hannibal’s dick. “You always fill me up so good, sweetheart”, Will sighed.

Hannibal’s hair was slicked to his forehead with sweat. His hips were twitching with the effort of holding back from thrusting up +

into Will like he wanted to. “Will-“ he managed between gasps, “Please, my love.”

Will stopped mid thrust and looked Hannibal in the eye, coy as ever. “Did you need something, darlin’?” Before Hannibal could answer, Will
sank all the way down, taking +

Hannibal deep. Hannibal threw his head back and closed his eyes, the sight and words too much all at once. His breathing was coming shallow now, and the muscles in his arms were beginning to ache.

He felt Will shift his weight, then felt Will over him, chest to chest & breath +

warm against his ear. “You’re always so good for me, aren’t you darling? Letting me use your cock like this just the way I like it.”
A scrape of teeth against his neck.
A reflexive, helpless whine from his own throat.
“And do you know what good boys get?” Hannibal shook his +

head, eyes squeezed shut, hands flexing on the headboard.
“They get to come.”
Breath Hannibal didn’t know he had been holding left him in a rush &he felt his dick twitch inside Will’s warmth. The lips pressed against his neck curved into a smile.
“Would you like that Hannibal?”

Hannibal nodded jerkily, his throat gone dry.
Lightning quick, Will’s hand was in his hair, tugging sharply and making Hannibal’s scalp ache deliciously. “Oh, you can do better than that, sweet thing. You know that when I ask you a question, I expect an answer.” Hannibal licked+

his dry lips. “Yes - please my love. Please let me come.” The hand in his hair tightened briefly, forcing a groan from his throat.
“That’s better. Look up at me sweetheart.” Hannibal opened his eyes, searching for Will’s own. Will was above him, face flushed, curls wild, eyes +

bright, and entirely beautiful. “You can come whenever you’d like to. You’ve been such a good boy for me tonight.” Both of Will’s hands found Hannibal’s nipples and plucked at them purposefully. Will began to ease up and down again on Hannibal’s aching cock at a slowly increasing

pace. Hannibal was incoherent with need, pressing his heels into the bed to meet Will with every thrust. “That’s it,” Will encouraged, “Just like that. Come for me darlin’”. That was all Hannibal needed. Every muscle in his body tensed and he almost screamed as he came in long +

pulsing spasms.
The next thing he knew, his arms were by his sides and his wrists were being massaged by gentle hands. Will pressed gentle kisses on each of Hannibal’s closed lids before settling beside him, still slick with sweat. Hannibal nuzzled his face into Will’s neck. +

“How the hell did I get so goddamn lucky?” Will murmured between soft kisses pressed into Hannibal’s hair.
Hannibal sighed contentedly&snuggled further into the curve of Will’s neck, lips against his steady pulse. “You know If it were in my power Will, I would give you the world”

“I know you would,” Will said with a smile in his voice, “but there’s nothing in this world that I could possibly want more than what you’ve already given me.”

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