Will Outright Grinned.  There Is A Certain Flavor Of Satisfaction That Comes From Being The First To

[text]: Oh my God.

[text]: That was six.

[text]: What did you do?  Drink half your stores of fifty year old wines by yourself?

// i s2g this website is shit for sending asks and if i've just sent this to you multiple times i am so sorry // [runsonfear]: ⁇

“⁇” for a drunk text.

[text] Willl

[text] Wil

[text] Wiilll

[text] Willlllll

[text] It is impo ssible to count how many ls are in your name if i accidentally use more than 2

[text] Willllll

[text] How many wasa that?

[text] we don’t know.

Will curled his fingers into the blanket, the softness of it seeping through the numb in his skin.  He watched Hannibal’s back as his host got the coffee going.

He was beginning to feel bleary.  The whites in the kitchen were melding into blobs of light in his vision. “No.  What time is it?”  He took the coffee with a ‘thank you’ and took a sip.  Damn miraculous, that coffee.

Once inside, Hannibal found a throw blanket for Will and placed it around his shoulders before starting on coffee.

“Do you know how long you were standing out there for? Your hands look as though they were beginning to turn blue.”  He doesn’t ask Will how he takes his coffee, but took the liberty of adding a single teaspoon of sugar before handing it to him. 

Plate XIII.

British Butterflies. 1860.

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honestly theres always been something really wrong with me but whatever

No.  It doesn't surprise me.

What surprises me is how persistently you're trying to get me into bed with you.  Not that I'm not flattered.

We’re very similar in the way we think and act. I feel a certain passionate draw to you, it feels even seductive at times; I know you feel that as well, being the empath you are. Of course, you aren’t bad looking either.

This seems to surprise you?

These Days, (I seem to think a lot about the things that I forgot to do)

@drhanniballecter

The gaps in Garrett Jacob Hobbs’s form draw his eye.  Phone number, no address.  Oh, you overdid it, my man, he thinks, too damn neat.  A neat and tidy sonofabitch— and you knew it, didn’t you?  He asks the woman at the desk to sign off on the files as he slips the form back into it’s folder and tucks it under his arm.  The phone number sticks blue to the back of his eyelids.

"Just once? I never pegged you for a quitter, Dr. Lecter."

54, 67, 89. Enthrall me Doctor.

Nsfw asks 

54. What do you do with your pubic hair (shave, trim, wax, nothing, etc.)?“…..Trim. Wax on occasion.” 

67. Have you ever attempted (or succeeded) to give yourself oral?“…………..Once. I did not succeed. I was much younger.” 

89. Do you think you’re “good” at sex, or your performance/skill could use improvement?“I would definitely say I’m quite adept. Certainly I’ve never received any kind of complain from my partners, and I’ve always managed to deliver a fulfilling experience”

Send me a '☾' if we haven't roleplayed before and you would like a starter

A low, breathy little laugh escapes just as Hannibal collects his plate, “Don’t need to.”

This close, Will can see even clearer the minute changes in Hannibal’s face as he speaks.  Will could watch that for hours, he thinks.  He leans in just a little, so his nose is nearly bumping Hannibal’s.

He says: “I’ll help you with the chocolate,” then abruptly turns and leaves for the kitchen.

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

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

Will’s gaze flicks between Hannibal’s mouth and eyes.  “When it comes to your cooking, I don’t know if what I feel is surprise anymore.  Maybe something closer to ‘aroused interest.’”  Or resigned confusion.

“In any case,” he leans forward, elbows rested on the table, “I don’t mind learning a few new tricks.”

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

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