No.  It Doesn't Surprise Me.

@runsonfear

// discussing the safe word, hannigram edition.

@drhanniballecter

Will allowed Hannibal to do this; let his hand be guided down and to the undoing of that top button.  He pressed his nail into the skin, feeling the dusting of chest hair there catch as he scratched his way down.  He let himself be guided back to the bowl, hands braced against Hannibal’s shoulders for balance.

“Then I’ll give you me.”  Will said, and felt the warmth of chocolate and Hannibal’s lips against his own.  He licked around and in Hannibal’s mouth, scraping his teeth against lips and tongue.  He brought a hand up to cup Hannibal’s neck and adjust the angle; he wanted to taste as much of this man as possible.  With his free hand, he undid the rest of the shirt buttons and ran his fingers through Hannibal’s chest hair, sometimes scratching down to feel that rhythmic catching of hair against nails.

Pulling away, breathing a bit labored, Will wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.  His fingers lifted the hem of his shirt slightly, just enough to reveal some of his skin.  He paused and his mouth twitched into a smirk:

“What’s the magic word?”

// if u wanna // [runsonfear]: "I assume this is a food."

“You’re not hesitating are you? I assure you, it’s delicious.”

Once Hannibal was close enough, Will reached out slipped his finger behind the knot of his friend's tie. With a tug, he said: "Get this shit off you."

“Could be.  C'mere.”

Who told u

Head cannon that Will is a secret Backstreet Boys fan.

He also unironically listens to Rick Astley’s Never Gonna Give You Up

-whistles- "Yeah, that is pretty bad. Christ, who did that number on you?"

@runsonfear said: “Hard to imagine you getting into many fights, Doctor. Just how bad was ‘very bad?’“ 

“I was unable to relieve myself for two weeks without the help of a catheter…if you must know.” 

// u kno what’s cool?  messages about threads u like instead of rebloggin those threads bc it messes up my reblog counter

Ten minutes. Ten friggin minutes slowly creeping over to this guy, including s l o w l y edging my way closer on my elbows and knees to get some nice close-ups. The results made me happy.

IC WORD ASSOCIATION.

READ THE WORD THEN TYPE THE FIRST WORD THAT COMES TO YOUR CHARACTER’S MIND. (REPOST, DON’T REBLOG).

TAGGED BY: @drhanniballecter TAGGING: // idkk whoeverrrrr

ROUGH: Waves

HIDE: Away

FOOLISH: Mistake

SAD: Without

HATE: Burns

LIGHT: Find

DARK: Enclosed

MOTHER: Gone

FATHER: Motor

CHILD: Hope

MARRIAGE: Sweet

LOVE: Ideal

SOFT: Foam

PET: Dog

DREAM: Fleeting

DIVORCE: Loss

WATER: Power

LOUD: Shout

ANNOUNCEMENT:  Alert

POWER: Control

FIGHT: Kill

SMACK: Strike

WHITE: Noise

SICK: No

KISS: Nice

HUG: Trust

HURT: Betrayal

HAPPY: Maybe

“So...me in general, then.”

“Are you asking me if I’m objectifying you? I’m not. Your whole is greater than the sum of your parts. Not that your parts don’t each have their merit… I’m sure.”