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Letting his finger be sucked into Hannibal’s mouth, it isn’t hard to imagine the same happening to his cock. He rocks his hand forward, gently, to make Hannibal tilt his head back; his finger crooking to press into the soft muscle of Hannibal’s tongue. When Hannibal finishes, Will watches the remaining glint on his upper lip.
“Good.” He says, catching Hannibal’s chin in his hand. He rubs that glint on Hannibal’s lip with his thumb. It’s addictive, the way he can manipulate just this small part of Hannibal; the flesh pinking a little as he presses and pushes, feeling the teeth behind the lips.
Will leans in, just close enough that his breath puffs against Hannibal’s skin and he can see the distinct lines of color in Hannibal’s eyes. His lips brush Hannibal’s slightly when he speaks: “Want some more?”
His hand moves to cup Hannibal’s neck, the base of his palm on the Adam’s apple. He doesn’t apply any pressure, yet.
// if u wanna // [runsonfear]: "I assume this is a food."
“You’re not hesitating are you? I assure you, it’s delicious.”