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Hannibal x Reader

...who refuses to eat after finding out what animal the meat they're being served actually comes from.

CW: Force-feeding, captivity, slight (unintentional, can be seen platonically) Hannigram pairing

You haven't always been aware of it, but it eventually grew to be extremely obvious—Incredibly, eating had become a rather gruesome task. Just gazing at the food made your stomach churn and following each bite was a dreadful feeling of repulsion. The once innocent and innate act of eating exempt you from being a victim. Reversely, it made YOU the culprit, to a considerable extent.

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You knew it.

Each swallowed mouthful was a new lump in your throat.

Hannibal Lecter was a rather cunning murderer; You were his, and apparently Will's, hapless little victim.

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You couldn't quite comprehend the truth. To be fair, it was indigestible, both literally and metaphorically. Being held captive was one thing, but human flesh and organs existing to be the sole source of your intricate meals was just... bewildering.

"Y/N." Hannibal spoke, in his usual monotone tone of voice. He glanced at your almost untouched plate of food before averting his gaze back at you, in a slightly demanding manner.

"I cannot help but make note of your forbearance." He remarked, putting his carefully crafted metal fork down and intertwining his slender fingers together.

Truly, his statements were nothing more than politely-worded and conscientiously constructed commands. You knew him well enough to be able to recognise them with ease.

"I'm sorry." A mere apology was all you could utter before tentatively picking up your cutlery and eating.

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Ever since that night, Hannibal has seemingly noticed the changes in your eating patterns. How you ate less and less, eyeing him guiltily, hoping he wouldn't say anything regarding the matter. Thankfully, you were rather... Obedient.

He couldn't, however, help but wonder what exactly gave rise to this peculiar behaviour. At first, he attributed it to unwellness. As displeased as it made him, he understood that being held captive can have quite the toll on one's mental well-being. Be that as it may, your otherwise passive and compliant attitude disproved his theory.

Perhaps it was your way of rebelling, almost slightly adorable. Almost.

Eventually, he figured it out—How absent-minded you were, under the ridiculous belief that he was unaware of the unquantifiable guilt that washed through you with each bite. Of course, he couldn't allow this unacceptable habit of yours to continue.

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Friday, evening

Given the day, the manhunter invited Will over for dinner. Naturally, you were to be present at the table.

You barely touched the meat contents of your intricately cooked lunch. When inquired, you excused yourself with a rather simple and straightforward lie.

"I'm not in the mood for meat."

In that moment, you could swear Hannibal's lips curved upward to a knowing smile. Before you could even take a mental photograph, he adopted his characteristic stoic expression.

Something was off.

He was looking at you the way a hedonist seeks sensation.

The way a dog waits for a piece of meat.

The way a spider methodically and patiently ceases for the perfect moment to ambush its helpless prey.

Will was already sat at the dinner table when you came down from the attic. His eyes were full of disdain. Pity; Warning you of whatever was to come.

The two men were conversing, but you could barely make out what they were saying, due to their continuous use of indiscernible metaphors, as if they were codifying the contents of their dialogue.

The main dish; "Braised Roast" meat baked in clay with marrow, and lady apples on the side.

You inhaled deeply, grasping your shiny fork so hard your knuckles adopted a snow-white shade.

"What are we waiting for?" Hannibal smiled, his deep brown eyes initially landing on Will before eventually finding their way to you, where they lingered for a bit longer than they should've.

You felt an uncanny pressure watching both of them clear their plates. Each moment he stopped to chew he meticulously used to eye you.

"It's unfortunate you're not eating." The psychiatrist exclaimed, obviously referring to you and how your food remained unconsumed. You awkwardly chuckled - Approximately a billion excuses ought to travel to your lips, yet each and every single one got stuck in your throat.

"You know I cannot condone this behaviour any longer; It truly pains me to see you abstain from eating everything I cook." He berated you with plastered concerns. Will simply nodded, only looking at you from the corner of his eyes. Hannibal was now ogling at you and impatiently waiting. It was made clear that you expected to finish everything on your plate.

Yet you didn't. You just gawked at the contents in front of you intently, trembling.

"That's no good. I was hoping not to get my hands dirty tonight." Hannibal sighed as he got up from his seat. Your grasp on your chair only tightened, your brows knit together with uncertainty and untainted fear as he approached you.

His large hands abruptly grabbed both of your wrists before aggressively pinning them down on the wooden armrests of the chair you were sat on. You winced in pain for no longer than a second, at which he he unlocked his jaw to speak once more.

"Do not struggle. There is no need to make things harder than they already have presented themselves to be." He calmly requested as he applied more pressure before eyeballing Will, who consequently got up from his seat and placed his own colder hands right where Hannibal's previously were, just long enough for Hannibal to skillfully tie rope around all your limbs.

With both his hands now free, he could now do as he pleased. His left hand violently held your chin up, his perfectly round fingernail digging in your soft cheeks deep enough to leave a temporary mark, while his right picked up your fork.

He stabbed it in the meat, before bringing it centimeters away from your lips.

"Open up." He ordered. You stubbornly kept your mouth shut.

"...or don't." He painfully opened your teeth, forcing the food down your throat before making you chew and swallow. A horrifying sensation washed over you as you felt the food travel down to your previously empty stomach.

"There. It's not that bad, is it?" He smiled as he dug in the plate. Your eyes began to well up as he continued to force-feed you what was once a human-being.

About halfway through, you felt everything climbing back up your esophagus - However, gagging was seemingly not permitted. If anything, it encouraged him to continue.

And just when you thought it was coming to an end, when there was not a single crumb left, he excused himself only to bring back another plate just as full of tender meat.

Your stomach was very obnoxiously full by that point, and Hannibal was well accustomed to that. You were being reprimanded, after all. Punishments shall not lack the aspect of pain, or else they're not effective. All you could do was pathetically plead for him to stop between each excruciating mouthful that was forced down your throat, which he appeared to find rather irritable.

He left just enough space in between each bit to allow you to pitifully gasp for oxygen. You were long out of tears, but the pleading look in your eyes was more than enough to satiate Hannibal.

Your stomach grew to be rock-hard and bloated, as it excruciatingly pressed against your pants, the buttons of which were barely holding up against your full gut. Once you were finally done, Hannibal gently dragged his thumb against it, gingerly enough to soothe you yet firm enough to cause you pain. He unbuttoned the top button of your pants, giving you a very short-lived feeling of serenity.

"I forbid you from going to bed hungry ever again. Understood?" He instructed, untying the ropes that constrained you before placing a tender kiss on the top of your head.

Hey! Hope you are doing okay! I just had this big angsty idea that I wanted to share if ur interested. So you know how in the show when Hannibal was with Alana, he'd use her as an alibi whenever she'd sleep over?

Ya, so what if Hannibal and the reader (preferably a lady but it doesn't explicitly matter) are in a romantic relationship, and he does that. One night, he comes home in the dead of the night and finds her in his living room either super angry or absolutely devastated because she thinks Hannibal is cheating on her. Like she has no idea he's a murderer at all. Does Hannibal confess? Does he somehow smooth talk himself out of this situation? I have to know!

A/N: Hey! I am back baby!! I hope you’ll like this one, i really loved the idea. Bye 😘

Hannibal slowly opened the entrance door and walked in, his took off his boots so that they won’t make a sound and wake you up. Little did he know that you were already awake, waiting for him with weary expression and damp cheeks, your eyes were red from crying. He saw the fireplace lit, decided to go to the living room to pour himself a drink, tonight wasn’t an easy one, he had to get rid of someone that had clues about his murders, if they lived Will and Jack would solve the murder and he would end up in jail. For life, and he didn’t want that, not just because of his lavish lifestyle, now that you were engaged to him he had responsibility towards you. He had made a commitment and he intended to keep it. Leaving you all alone didn’t sit right with him at all. He pushed the ajar door and found you sitting by the fire, your back turned, “Y/N?” He didn’t expect you to be awake, it was almost dawn.

You bolted to your feet, you were in your short lingerie dress, black, hair loose, face puffy, why were you crying?

“Where were you?!” Your voice sharp like a whip, and Hannibal understood your accusation immediately.

“Darling I-“ he began calmly but he was startled because he was cut in the middle of his speech, “How could you?!” Her voice getting louder, you walked up to him in anger, “I trusted you,” you pushed him with all of your strength, “After years I finally trusted someone,” you started to slap his chest, he was like a statue, unmoving. “How could you?!” You screamed this time.

Hannibal kept his calm, you were assuming things and as you should because to be honest if you were the one who would disappear in the middle of the night and come back like nothing happened he would stalk you and find out what you were up to and if it was a cheating situation… he knew very well that he would torture and kill the man, however, when it came to you… he wouldn’t be able to lift a finger. It was funny to him, you had no idea the effect you had on him.

He held your hands, “Darling, shh, listen, listen to me.” He got you to stop screaming but you were crying.

He looked at you, to see if you could handle the truth or not…

In this emotional state you would probably have a heart attack so he had to come up with a solid lie.

“My patient, Margot Verger was hospitalized.” He began, you had met Margot before when you brought lunch to his office and you had a nice chat with her.

You stopped for a second, “Since they’re a powerful family you can’t find it in the news. They asked for my input about her mental state so I had to go.”

He was very calculated, you exhaled the breath you held, his calm manner made you observe his face, he was determined. “I would never do that you. Can’t even bring myself to say the word, Y/N,” he held your damp cheeks, hating the fact that he caused this on you. “I love you. I know it wasn’t easy to gain your trust and do you believe I would treat it lightly?”

You were much more calmer now, “Hannibal,” you began but he leaned in for a passionate kiss, every time he came back from a kill all he wanted to do was to have you, in a raw way. He even sometimes woke you up in the middle of the night with a hard on.

You kissed him back, letting him guide you to the table near, his plump lips ravishing yours.

As he broke the kiss he made you bend over with a swift move, it made you yelp, he grabbed your hair and pulled your head back, “After your disgusting accusation did you really believe that I would let you go, little one?”

You shivered with anticipation, he lifted the skirts f your lingerie dress, a harsh spank landed on your bare ass. You screamed in pain, “Oh darling, when I’m done with you I guess I have to carry you in my arms anywhere.” He whispered in your ear.

Hello there!

Saw that your requests are open, so I thought I'd leave this here. What about a Hannibal x reader who is a lot like Amy Dunne (Gone girl)? Sorta like friends to enemies to lovers vibes.

Like, she is trying to escape the life she once had under a new identity. She wants a second chance ig. However, upon meeting Hannibal, the nosy bastard just can not stop himself from looking into her and only becomes even more intrigued when he notices her lack of well... authenticity?

She feels threatened by Hannibal just as much as she is attracted to him. Does she flee once more? Do they have a confrontation? Does he try coax or manipulate her back into old habits? Do they form some sort of alliance? Ugh if only I had the creativity and the ability to make choices when it comes to these things! (Totally up to you if you want to add fluff, or smut, or angst, btw)

Anyway, thank you :)

A/N: Hi! Thnak you so much for this request, it was interesting to write. Take care. xxx

Warnings: Smut! Unprotected sex! Minors get the f out or else!

Her mind was a dark place when it comes to men, if she avoided them her entire life none of this would have happened. She wouldn’t have to run to a different state and change her entire identity.. she cursed under her breath when she sat on her new couch in her new home. Now she was in Wolf Trap Virginia, it was moderately cold in winters and it was winter, she moved here in the spring. In the spring it was beautiful, she had always loved flowers and plants, sometimes she wished to be a plant and connect to the soil, it would be a lot easier than this. She bought this house with the money she had from her husband, ex husband who supposedly went ‘’missing’’ one day and left her, she had an excuse to start a new life and that she did. She didn’t want any former friends or family members to contact her thus the change came with its glory. New hair, new style of clothing, new house, new environment.

The house she bought was old and that’s why cheaper than others so she still had some money left, the only problem was that she had to renovate it on her own, sometimes she had cable issues or pipes were making noises etc. However, this time her luck was on her side because she met someone. One night a dog came up to her door, it was a cold night and she let the dog in, it had a name tag but no address so she thought the owner would look for it soon and she was right. The owner of the dog was her neighbor Will Graham, their houses weren’t that close but she had seen him at the supermarket or driving. He offered to help her with fixing the pipes etc. and she offered nice chats and warm meals. Over time they started to share information about each other, of course everything she said was false but Will was honest, he was a university teacher in the department of criminology also he was working for the FBI. She had wondered if Will ever saw her husband’s missing case. Their friendship developed and she started to go to his house, it was Christmas when she met him,

 Doctor Hannibal Lecter.

Will invited her for Christmas dinner and said his other friends and colleagues would be there, mostly FBI, at first she hesitated but wouldn’t be fun for them to be in a room with a killer, little did she know that she wasn’t the only killer in the house.

She wore a nice sweater and black pants, she was simple yet pure looking. She didn’t drive to his house but walked, it wasn’t close but it wasn’t far either. Light snow was falling from the sky, she liked snow and Christmas time, Will’s house was decorated nicely, it looked colorful and warm.

She held her breath and knocked on the door, soon Will answered, holding a mug, he looked cute in his brown sweater and his messy hair, ‘’Glad you could make it.’’ He let her in.

One by one Will introduced her to the others, it wasn’t crowded, before Will could speak the man standing before her extended his hand, ‘’Doctor Hannibal Lecter.’’ She shook his hand, ‘’Y/N,  nice to meet you.’’ She said shortly, feeling uncomfortable under his questioning gaze, Will’s boss Jack joked, ‘’Don’t worry Ms, Doctor Lecter loves to carry his psychiatric work to his social gatherings.’’

‘’A Psychiatrist? I must be careful in this room.’’ She thought to herself.

Rest of the night went smoothly, at the dinner table she had a nice chat with others especially Alana Bloom, she made her feel comfortable, however she kept feeling Dr. Lecter’s maroon gaze and every time she looked at him was watching her, he wasn’t shy of eye contact either. Y/N not saying her last name didn’t go unnoticed by him and he captured her under his observation. She looked extra careful, speaking slowly and choosing her words meticulously. Will and others were smart but they didn’t share his twisted mind and intellect.

After dinner people started to have conversations privately and she got a glass of eggnog and standing by the fire place, Will’s dogs sleeping at corners of the house, ‘’I haven’t got your full name Ms?’’ she heard his deep voice, he had a subtle accent underneath, maybe he was running just like her?

‘’Oh?’’ she asked turning to him, ‘’I apologies, its Y/N Y/L/N.’’ she smiled gently but her eyes were dead, he could see, ‘’It rhymes, your parents must have a good sense of humor.’’ He commented, she could understand that he was intrigued by her, he made a mental note to dig into her social media accounts and thanks to his work with the FBI he had access to search for people’s ID.

‘’May I ask,’’ he began wondering, ‘’what is the true nature of your relationship with Will?’’ because Will never mentioned her till tonight. Her eyes were on the flames, ‘’One night, his dog wandered to my door and he came back to take him, we have been friends since then.’’ She turned to him, there was a warmth to her eyes with the memory, Hannibal was sure now that she wasn’t a sociopath. She could feel things, it could come in handy one day.

‘’Such a sweet story. Will is very fond of his strays.’’ He threw a bait to see if she was going to get angry, because his comment had undertones. ‘’Aren’t we all?’’ she replied quickly. She was smart.

After that night she wished she never saw him again but fate had its own story. The very next day she received a note on her porch, it was printed, ‘’Save me a dance, Fondly.’’ As soon as she read it she dropped the note and called Will. Recently there was a killer on the loose, he was targeting young women who live alone. At first the women find the note and then they are kidnapped within few days, later they end up dead. It could be a stupid prank but she had to be sure, Will brought his team to investigate, the people you dined with yesterday evening now were in your living room questioning you. How odd.

‘’Can you tell us everything Ms Y/L/N?’’ Jack Crawford asked with his professional voice. She told them everything which wasn’t much, Will was sitting next to her, holding her hand in a friendly manner but it irritated Hannibal for some reason he couldn’t place and it made him more irritated. ‘’She has to leave, immediately.’’ His sudden comment made everyone look at him, ‘’Our killer is moving quickly these days. She should be in a protection program.’’ He was saying this on purpose, because he had a plan. ‘’You know what happened last time.’’ Jack replied calmly and yet she could sense that the last woman was most likely dead now. ‘’Before you can arrange accommodations she could stay with me, no one would suspect a thing.’’ Hannibal’s suggestion made her froze, she turned to Will to say something and Hannibal understood her intention and added quickly, ‘’Will lives too close to Ms Y/L/N, the killer is also a stalker. He knows your friendship with Will.’’ He was making sense which she hated. ‘’Ms Y/L/N, please pack yourself a bag.’’ Jack’s final decision was made and she had no choice. She had to survive.

The journey to Hannibal Lecter’s home was a long one, at first Hannibal explained the case to her and they talked about it for a while and then she fell asleep, in this state Hannibal could examine her face closely, she looked like an angel, so soft and innocent but he knew deep down she had deep secrets and he couldn’t wait to reveal them. He enjoyed this game and he wasn’t going to let go of her anytime soon.

His house made her feel like she shouldn’t touch anything, just sit straight and observe. He had expensive taste when it came to architecture and interior design,  paintings on the dark blue walls, every room had a marble fire place, the carpets felt soft under your feet.

‘’This is your room.’’ He walked her in the guest room, it had a queen sized bed with beige sheets, side tables, a big wardrobe which she didn’t even need because she brought a tiny bag, thankfully the room had bathroom and toilet side, in the bathroom there were various hair masks, face masks, shampoos and scrubs etc. ‘’I called a friend to bring these skincare products, I didn’t know which you usually use so my friend got various types. I hope they will be useful.’’

His gesture made her think about him again, it was nice but was he too enthusiastic?

‘’Thank you Doctor.’’ She replied shortly, ‘’Please, call me Hannibal.’’ He gave her a small smile, ‘’I’ll let you freshen up and dinner will be ready shortly.’’

‘’Its okay you don’t have to-‘’ he cut her short, ‘’Please, you are a guest under my roof, and I love to cook for my guests.’’ And he left without letting her speak, she took a long shower to relax and wore a long t-shirt and leggings, his house warm and she was getting more comfortable. She walked downstairs and Hanniabl’s high senses picked up on her fresh skin, she smelled of vanilla and he liked it very much. ‘’Dinner is ready.’’

He also freshened up, he was in more casual clothes but he still looked sophisticated, ‘’Smells delicious.’’ She commented and watched Hannibal pull up a chair for her, ‘’Tastes delicious too.’’ She could hear him close to her ear as she sat, he smelled manly and dominant. He sat to his place, and they started to eat, dinner was a warm soup ad fish with fresh bread, salad on the side and red wine. The fire place was lit in the dining room they were eating, ‘’Hmm,’’ she hummed when she tasted the fish it was so soft and tasty, ‘’You like it?’’ Hannibal shifted in his seat when he heard her, is dark mind went to imaginary intimate scenes with her… imaginary and yet for a second he craved them to be real. He had to give her credit she was a beautiful woman with a feminine aura, but he could sense that she was hiding things from her past and he had to know.

‘’Yes, Hannibal. Thank you.’’ She smiled kindly to him, ‘’How long do I have to stay here?’’ she asked curiously, ‘’As you know Jack is the head of the FBI, he has to make sure he finds a safe and secluded place for you and then I will help you move there. But these processes take time, a lot of paper work so you will be here for a while. I hope you will like it.’’ He explained, testing the waters.

‘’I like your home, especially the interior design, I love paintings, I often visit museums actually.’’ And the conversation of fine art and literature started. She was a well read woman which he admired and liked very much, they exchanged ideas about famous novels and later he played some music for her, he could play harpsichord and he played Vivaldi’s Winter. She sat near to him by the fire with a glass of red wine in her palm, it was delicious, she liked the atmosphere he provided.

The days have passed and made them grow close to each other, with time she started to cook dinner for him when he came from work, she started to clean the house, organize and help him host when he needed. She wondered why Jack still couldn’t find a safe house for her when in fact he kept sending houses to Hannibal via e-mail and Hannibal found excuses and declined on behalf of her, she had no idea about this. It had been a months since she moved in with him, in the mean time the killer didn’t kill no woman, he was silent and she prayed for him to be like that for a while.

One day Hannibal forgot to bring his laptop with him to his work, he left in a hurry because it was related to another case, he kissed her cheek, said goodbye and left, it became their custom. They were growing close but neither of them took a huge step, after he left she tidied around and was looking for a recipe and noticed that his laptop was open and he forgot so she went on Youtube, soon there was an email notification and she hesitated for a moment and then clicked on it. It was from Jack Crawford, sending him yet another safe house and she could feel her heart drop to her feet, she read all of the emails between them and Hannibal declining all of the houses Jack sent. Suddenly she felt trapped by a man.. again. That was the reason she had to killer ex husband and flee. He was an abusive man with drugs and often abused her and cheated on her, one day she had enough, she didn’t remember how she did it but when it was done her husband was on the floor with 50 stab wounds, she kept him in the freezer for a week, didn’t know what to do with him, she cleaned the entire home, burnt every piece of clothing that had blood and she melted the knife she had used, after contemplating for a week she burnt his finger tips and took off his teeth, just in case if his body parts were found she didn’t want any identification to be found.  Some of his parts were rotting under soil and some were deep in a lake or river, she survived and she was going to survive again.

She closed the email tab, and started to cook, she had a plan but so did Hannibal.

Hannibal had already learnt her past, one night after drinking few glasses of strong wine she told him where she was born and said she was divorced and that’s all he needed to know. Thanks to his connection to the FBI it wasn’t so hard to find her old ID. Yes, she was married once despite her young age, the husband was missing and she left their state and travelled all the way to start a new life. He knew that she was the one who made him go ‘’missing’’ and he found himself getting excited. Usually people get caught in their first kill because it is always a sloppy job but she managed to live and make every detail disappear from the public eye. He was just waiting for the right time to expose that he already knew. Tonight was the night.

He came back from work a bit late but as soon as he opened the door his nostrils picked up the delicious scent coming from the kitchen, since it was two of them most of the time they started to eat in the kitchen by the tall window looking outside and chatting about their day.

He walked to the kitchen and there she was, she was wearing a long black dress, covering her entire body but her curves were crystal clear, she was an astonishing woman and Hannibal was the one who could witness it. He was glad she killed her husband because he wanted her all to himself.

‘’Welcome back love.’’ She said and smiled, ‘’You go ahead and freshen up and then we can eat together.’’ He wasn’t an idiot, he picked up on her coldness, she was colder than usual. ‘’See you in a bit.’’ Hannibal replied and went upstairs, as usual he freshened up, didn’t forget to hide a small knife under his sleeve and came back to the kitchen, she smiled but it didn’t reach to her beautiful ears, he sat carefully on the kitchen stool, she brought the food, ‘’How was your day?’’ she asked casually, Hannibal’s eyes first roamed on her body, the white apron wrapped her body tight and made her body look pleasing, she looked much healthier than before, he did a great job taking care of her and so did she. Hannibal’s friends, especially Will and Jack kept mentioning how much Hannibal changed, there was a color to his face and his manners were warmer than before.

They chatted for a while, and then he watched her place her fork and knife on the empty plate, she drank her wine, ‘’I don’t want to beat around the bush anymore,’’ she began and Hannibal knew something was about to happen, ‘’you left your laptop and I saw the emails Jack kept sending you. You were declining his safe house offers for me.’’ Her bluntness made him more attracted.

‘’Give me a good reason.’’ Her voice was daring, he knew if he cannot give a good reason she is going to do something.

He could feel the cold blade in his sleeve, ‘’I simply do not see those houses fit. My house is the safest for you.’’

She stood up, ‘’You think you can put me in a cage!’’ her voice was threatening, ‘’I was trapped before and I’ll not be trapped again!’’

He knew she was traumatized by her marriage and she didn’t want to relive it, he could see it.

‘’That wasn’t my intention,’’ he stood up as well, there was space between them, she took off her apron and threw it on the floor, ‘’I’m leaving.’’ And as soon as she turned he grabbed her hand and made her clash onto his torso, ‘’You are not going anywhere darling.’’ He was so calm it made her question if he was human or not. ‘’Let go of me Hannibal!’’ she managed to get out of his grasp but this time he held her waist and pulled her again, he hugged her from behind, ‘’You cannot leave!’’ she could feel the blade and with a swift move she got the knife, it was sharp so it cut her finger, immediate blood running down her finger and coating her hand in crimson, ‘’Get back!’’ she tried to stab him but the knife was slippery in her hand, ‘’You cut yourself.’’ His voice was so soft and caring, tears running down her cheeks ‘’Please,’’ she begged, ‘’I can’t do it again..’’ she couldn’t help the tears, she couldn’t relive her past.

Hannibal was quick, he trapped her between his body and the kitchen island, he threw the knife on the floor, ‘’Listen to me Y/N.’’  their bodies were pressed, they were breathing heavily, ‘’I won’t do anything to hurt you,’’ she searched his maroon eyes, under the yellow warm lights she could see his dilated pupils, like a man who was drugged, ‘’I am not the man you think I am, I will never do anything to hurt you.’’ He was holding her firmly on both arms, ‘’I did everything for you!’’

She was trying hard to find a lie, or something suspicious in his eyes, but he was telling the truth.

She found herself hugging him, it had been so long since she hugged someone, maybe… maybe this could be it. He was startled at first but then he hugged her back, as they parted he captured her lips, he had wanted to do that for so long. The kiss was so passionate it knocked the breath out of her, his lips were plump and delicious, he was perfect.

As they were kissing their hands were exploring their bodies, his torso and arms were so firm and manly his hands went to the skirts of her dress, pulling up, she let him. Her hands went to his belt and he helped her, Hannibal had to be honest, he had been imagining this scene for weeks, he wanted to be at the comfort of his bed but both of them couldn’t wait that long for they were desperate.

He was biting her lips, moaning like a mad man, when her hand went to is boxers and she felt how hard he was and she moaned into his mouth which made him get more exited, she pumped him through his boxers, Hannibal wasn’t like this usually but something in her brought his dark animalistic side to the light and he felt like himself, without faking to fit in with the society. She was eager to pull his pants and bowers down and he quickly pulled everything down, she broke the kiss to look at his large cock, it was just as she expected, large and clean, his tip was covered in pre-cum, she looked up to meet his eyes, she could see the hunger and need, Hannibal made her sit on the kitchen island and positioned himself between her legs, he brought her black panties to the side, when he started to tease her with his tip she was a moaning mess, ‘’Hannibal..’’ she moaned in protest, it had been so long since she had slept with anyone.

He looked at her divine face, cheeks flushed, mouth parted, ‘’Do you want me?’’ he asked with a low baritone, ‘’Yes, please.’’ She replied eagerly and he slowly pushed his cock in her soaking core, Hannibal almost came with the contact because she was so tight it was unbelievable.

The blood on her hand dried but left marks on his clothes, neck, cheeks, he deeply buried himself and moaned in satisfaction, she was gripping him tight, he pulled back completely and pushed again and started a rhythm. His balls were slapping her, wet noises filling the kitchen, ‘’Kiss me.’’ She begged and he complied willingly, he was like a wild animal, she could feel his cock tearing her insides, when he grabbed her boob tightly they both felt the wetness growing inside her, even though they were fully clothed they didn’t care. He let his tip hit her insides fiercely and she had to break the kiss to moan loudly, he was hitting the spot which his ex husband could never do, this was something she was experiencing for the first time and her eyes rolled back, her head falling back and Hannibal buried his head to the crook of her neck, he kissed her neck, biting her and leaving bruises. ‘’Hannibal…’’ she moaned his name over and over again.

She was getting tense which Hannibal noticed and he soothed her, ‘’Shhh, let go, don’t be afraid..’’ he knew she was holding back and with his encouraging words she came in gush of water, it was her first time squirting and it was intense, Hannibal caressed her face, her hair and let her live it, experience it for the first time, he pulled out and didn’t mind the mess she made, matter of fact it was hot and he wanted to continue fucking her and leave her seed in her, would she allow it? He wanted to try.

When she relaxed a bit he pushed back in, he wasn’t done with her, and now she was more sensitive, the tiny voices she was making pushed him over the edge and he came inside her really hard, he was a moaning mess and she loved it, she kissed her as he came, when they were done she kissed her gently, he was still buried deep, ‘’It’s okay.’’ She said, noticing the worry in his eyes, he kissed her back, Hannibal knew that after tonight he wasn’t going to let her ago.

She was his.

Thank you for reading. :)

I'm sorry but I have another idea for a story😅 please take your time to write it again and if you do it can I maybe be "♡🌸"-anon? I hope you had a really good time the last few days and weeks and that you're healthy! Same for anyone else reading this! Now onto the idea..

Hannibal and reader are already married and reader is a tattoo artist, one day when Hannibal comes home from work he sees reader sitting on the couch and sketching a tattoo, the tattoo is deer antlers(wink wink lol-) with vines around them, when he asks who the tattoo is for reader says that its for him and then they go on and on about why its fitting for Hannibal and he's just listening to her rambling before he stops them and asks if they could do a heart tattoo with the words Mischa, Readers name and the name of their child. (I know Mischa is from Hannibal Rising but I like to think that the movies are all connected to the show so.. yeah that would be amazing <3) Reader would say that they already thought of doing a design like that and they accidently slide the wrong way on the iPad and Hannibal sees a picture that says "Congratulions for a second child!" and idk, the rest is up to you!^^

Sorry that its so long again but its just super cite and yeah.. anyway, a good rest of the day to all of you! I hope all of you are healthy and stay/are safe! And I feel with everyone thats also a bit pissed at the situation with Tik Tok and UMG🥲

-♡🌸

A/N; Girll I haven't been writing Hannibal fics for a long time but here we go. Thank you for the request. xxx

You were preoccupied and didn't even heard the door. Soft yet determined steps approached you from the back and strong arms wrapped around you, you looked up to meet your husband's welcoming gaze, he he seemed tired because his work was consuming his hours more than usual. His hands were cold due to the fact that it was a harsh winter day in Baltimore, ''Hey.'' you said smiling, ''Hello dear.'' his voice softened. ''How long have you been sitting here and designing new drawings my love?''

You were self conscious about your designs before you could respond he added, ''Who is this for?''

His interest was piqued ''Do you like it?'' you asked testing the waters. Hannibal observed the design on the tablet, it was deer antlers with veins around them, ''Yes, I actually like it but you didn't answer my question dear.'' he replied with a questioning look in his maroon eyes, ''Its for you and I'm glad you liked it.''

He seemed confused, ''For me? Why do you think this dsign is suitable for me?'' he genuinely asked. You cleared your throat before speaking, ''In many cultures, the deer is a symbol of spiritual authority. During a deer's life the antlers fall off and grow again and the aniaml is also a symbol of regretion. In Christian imagination, the deer is a symbol of piety, devotion and of God taking care of his children: men.'' you explained, emphasising on the word ''children'' your eyes glowing with passion.

''And you my love,'' you held his hand, ''you are everything and more to us.'' you meant yourself and your daughter Mischa. As if the toddler had sensed that you were talking about her she started crying from her room. ''I'll get her.'' Hannibal said and kissed your temple gently. In moments he came back with Mischa in his arms, he was swaying her gently, ''Cna you also make something,'' he began and caught your attention, you admired the love he held in his eyes for you and your daughter and your hand went to your stomach without realizing, ''Mischa's name in a heart, maybe?'' he suggested, ''I already have.'' he was surprised that you already had thought about it, ''Can I see?''

You showed him the design you had made few weeks ago, ''And I also have other designs maybe you'll like them more.'' you said and moved to the gallery to show more and he made you pause, he held your hand, ''What is it?''

You got a picture of pregnancy test on your latest photos, 'you looked up to meet his gaze, hi clicked on the picture and saw that it was positive, ''Honey are you-'' he began but couldn't finish, ''Yes, yes I'm pregnant!'' you bolted to your feet and hugged your husband and daughter, Hannibal was holding Mischa with one hand and the other hand moved to your neck and kissed you passionately, you let him dominate the kiss. When you parted you were out of breath, ''I'm going to be a father.. again.'' his maroon eyes were glowing with love and warmth for you, Mischa and the new member of the Lecter family.

Hi! I saw your requests are open, so I thought I ask for a hannibal x fem!reader. Can you write a short fic where Hannibal is kind of a sub with reader, if that makes sense. it doesn't have to be specifically sexual, anything you are comfortable with.

<3

A/n; hi! Thank you for this request, i enjoyed writing it. The fact that i wrote this at work and had to explain my co-worker that im a fanfic author… he was shooketh lol Sorry for any typos cus im writing this on my phone.

It was a tiring day for you. Working at the FBI Quarters as an archive manager had its advantages and vice versa. You get to stay in the silent office of yours and enjoy the peace but every once in a while, a jerk who used his juice to get into the FBI would mess things up and you had to pick up the pieces, reorganize and relable the documents etc. Today you had to spend extra 2 hours to finish your job and call it a day. What made you relaxed as soon as you opened the door of your shared house with your partner was that the smell of your favorite food hitting your nostrils. Automatically made you smile to yourself. You may have mentioned the hectic situation at work via text to your boyfriend Hanninal.

Dr. Hanninal Lecter was a successful man whose profession was a psychiatrist but he also sometimes worked for Jack Crawford to solve murders by using his field’s tricks. To the outside he was a cold and collective man who seemed like he had neither the tolerance nor the capacity to love and be loved.

The first time you met was a disaster. You were carrying folders to Jack’s office for a murder case and you couldn’t see who was in front of you and you collided. Like waves to a shore, wild and unbidden.

You apologized for spilling the coffee he was holding seconds ago, you suggested to take him for a coffee and to your surprise he said yes.

He had a reputation in the FBI, behind his back they called him Lord StoneHeart. Well, “Lord” because of his manners and “Stone Heart” because no one saw him smile or mention a potential girlfriend or a wife. He was a complete mystery and you were the only one who get to see his true face. A dangerously protective man who would do anything for his lover, that would be you.

After that coffee date you and him kept being in the same place in the right time, parks, restaurants, shops etc. You had a feeling that he was stalking you and the mere idea of a respectable man such as Dr. Hannibal Lecter stalking you sent shivers down your spine,well, it got you wet every single time.

Your relationship progressed even more after you moved in with him, you’ve been together for 2 years and things were going smoothly, most of the time, you closed the door rather harshly and the sound echoed in the halls of your home. You could hear Hannibal’s Hildegard Von Bingen playlist coming from the kitchen so you followed the divine voice.

He was there, white apron tied to his waist, he must’ve left work early. He had comfortable clothes but he still looked elegant, he had a charming demeanour of a royal prince.

He moved away from the counter to face you, “Hello darling.” His genuine smile made your heart jump.

He quickly came to give you a gentle kiss on your forehead and took your coat and bag. “A warm bath with your favorite candles waiting for you upstairs. When you’re finished we’ll have dinner.” If you told your co-workers about how soft and sub he can be they would laugh at your face.

“Thank you.”

After the long bath you wore your pjs and joined him for dinner, he knew exactly how to cook your fav food and also how to serve it.

When you were done with dinner he did the dishes and then gave your feet a long massage. You didn’t notice how sore your feet were untill his big hands worked their magic. “Do you want me to talk to Jack, and have him do something about this man?”

His question had a dark tone, a hint, “No, I’m a big girl. I can handle it. Thank you though.” The fact that he was ready to make that jerk disappear or pay for his recklesness made you feel things.

You wanted to change the subject, “Wanna take me upstairs and show me a good time?”

He smirked at your boldness, “As you wish my love.”

Thank you for reading. ❤️

Can i request a smut of obsessed hannibal x shy student reader ( im obsessed with him lately). He is obsessed with her while she has a small crush on him and then he invited her to her house and just cant get enough of her (if u know what i mean *wink wink*)

A/N; Hi! Thank you for this request ;) I hope you like it.

Warnings; Smut! Sexual encounter, pussy eating etc.

Pairings; Hannibal x Y/N

Doctor Hannibal Lecter walked into his classroom with his leather bag, and his attitude. The dean of the university has been requesting, demanding to have him there and finally the dean put Will Graham on the job and Will convinced him to do it. Now Hannibal had three jobs; being a psychiatrist, helping the FBI and recently he has been teaching. Whenever he entered to give his lecture he would observe his students. Most of them were scared of him because he was a monster when he was grading papers, he never liked the way his students dressed, so informal and untidy. However, one of his students, Y/N, she always looked energetic, ready and put together. She had this type of feminine energy which made him navigate towards her, the perfume she wore filled his nostrils every time. The most attractive thing about her was that she would get so shy around him, red cheeks, always looking away whenever their eyes make contact. Hannibal was close to figuring her out, or so he thought. ‘’Hello.’’ He said with a dominant tone, he watched Y/N sitting straight, fixing her hair, ‘’Where did we left off last week?’’ he asked even though he knew where they were he was just checking to see if the students were interested, only Y/N replied. ‘’Thank you Ms. Y/L/N, shall we continue?’’

The rest of the class was as usual, he gave his presentation, executed swiftly, watched Y/N take notes, she looked adorable when she was focused on something. When he was finished he had a strange thought, his fox like mind was moving at a speed which he wasn’t used to, he waited for other students to leave the room so that he could be alone with her. ‘’Ms. Y/L/N,’’ she lifted her head to look, she was startled because a second ago he was at his desk, now he was right in front of her, ‘’Yes Doctor Lecter?’’ she said kindly. ‘’I’ve realized that you are quite interested in what I have to say about this lecture, would you like to come over to my home and discuss the upcoming topics? I want to feed your hunger for knowledge.’’ His hands were in his pockets, never loosing eye contact, he watched her go red with his last sentence.

‘’I- I would love that Doctor Lecter.’’

Y/N and also other students knew Doctor Lecter’s infamous dinner parties, she always imagined to be invited by him, just to see how he entertains his guests, also to be near him. Yes, she had a small crush but so did everyone. He was a brilliant man with great knowledge of his field and he was so polite to her all the time. Last week he brought coffee just for her, the other week she couldn’t make it to the lecture because she was extremely ill and Doctor Lecter sent her that weeks notes. She thought He does this to every student.. oh how wrong she was.

That evening she dressed to impress, black dress with a smooth make-up and high heels, when Hannibal opened the door in his expensive suit she realized she dressed right for the dinner.

Hannibal’s maroon eyes roamed over on her body, ‘’A work of art,’’ he thought ‘’all for me’’

‘’Please, come in. I must say, you look ravishing tonight.’’ Y/N tried to hide her face as she walked inside.

She knew he was rich but damn, his house was something else. He had a dark taste in colors and art, she found herself looking at the painting on the walls, as if she was at a museum. ‘’I assume you’re a fan of fine art?’’

He gave her a glass of red wine before dinner, ‘’Yes, I often visit art galleries and museums. I’m in awe of what people can do with their hands and imagination.’’ Hannibal lifted his eyebrow with a smirk look on his face, ‘’Shall we go to the dining room. Dinner awaits us.’’

He guided her by placing his large hand on the small of her back, she felt her heart at her throat.

The food was placed elegantly on the large table, the fireplace was lit, it gave a warm atmosphere to the place but she could feel the tension hanging in the air. Hannibal, as a gentleman, pulled her chair for her, she thanked him and sat. 

The dinner conversation was casual,  they talked about the university and classes, she was curious of his work with the FBI so Hannibal explained it generously. He usually had his dinner alone by the fireplace but having a company wasn’t so bad, he could feel the feeling of obsession rising from the back of his dark mind to the surface, it happened before and it didn’t end well. But maybe this time…

Y/n didn’t know exactly when and how she ended up in this position but she wasn’t complaining when Hannibal’s thick fingers found her wet clit and started to gently rub it. She was on top of the table, legs spread and Hannibal between them. His smug smile and his eyes will always be printed in her mind.

‘’Have you been wet like this during the dinner darling? If I knew… I wouldn’t have waited so long.’’ And she whined in pleasure because he started to finger her slowly, it was too slow for her liking. This pent up tension between them had to explode tonight, otherwise she felt like she was going to die.

He knelt to give her soft lips a kiss, which turned into a long make out session, she cupped his shaven cheeks with her hands, feeling his skin, his free hand went to squeeze her neck, he wasn’t rough but it wasn’t gentle either. They locked eyes, ‘’Let me taste you princess.’’ And with that he knelt on his knees and lifted her skirts. She had black lacy panties, he didn’t take them off just pushed them aside and started to give her small kisses, not there but her inner thighs. His slowness and the grip he had on her was driving her mad. ‘’Hannibal,’’ she said panting, ‘’please-‘’ he stopped and looked up, ‘’Please what princess?’’

He could see her cheeks, her parted lips and that expression her pretty face, she looked as if she was under a trance, a trance which Hannibal put on her. ‘’Use your words.’’ He demanded. He was certain that if she kept silent he wouldn’t move a muscle. ‘’Please eat me, use me.. I’m all yours.’’

A hungry smile planted on his dark face, ‘’As you wish princess.’’ And he dived into her treasure.

Hannibal had a taste for finer things in life, as soon as he got that intimate, warm taste of her he knew that he made no mistake in letting her into his space. She was so sweet and tasty, so soft and the sounds she made…

Even though she was wet Hannibal spit on her and also started to play with her with his fingers.

Y/N couldn’t believe her situation right now, her professor was eating her out at his home. Well, not like she didn’t have dream of it, but she never thought it would be this good. His tongue was skilled, his fingers hit the right spot.

Hannibal Lecter, even though he didn’t want to admit it, he too had dreams of her frequently. While he was treating a patient or giving his lectures he often thought of her, bent over on his table or on his kitchen counter. He pulled away from her, which made her whine in need. He pulled down his pants because he couldn’t wait anymore, he had to be buried in her sweet, juicy core.

He wrapped his dick and buried himself inside her fully, which made her freeze, ‘’Relax,’’ he knelt to give her a long kiss, ‘’I’m here.’’ They locked eyes as he started to move in and out.

''You like that princess? Look at you, legs spread for your professor. Such a whore.'' His shameless words and his pace made her legs shake in pleasure, Hannibal was rough with her hold on her this time, his hand chocked her throat and she saw stars.

Her body was moving with his fast speed, legs warpped around his waist, as she came undone she screamed his name over and over again.

''Now,'' his movements stopped slowly, ''You belong to me.''

Can I request a Hannibal x reader fic where she's his wife and one evening Will randomly shows up at their house, while they're talking Will notices she has a bite mark (or whatever) on her shoulder/neck and Hannibal catches him staring?

You choose how it goes from there 😊

Drabble

Warnings; None.

Hannibal x F!Reader

Words; 666

A/N; Hello! Sorry it's short, I don't feel fine lately and it shows lol sorry for any typos, enjoy.

Will Graham’s mind was about to explode, ever since he got a job from Jack Crawford he was too occupied with catching the Chesapeake Ripper. He needed to share his ideas with his new colleague/friend, he haven not decided yet. It was 9 pm and he drove to Hannibal Lecter and Y/N Lecter’s house. On the way he remembered the first time he met her, they were an unusual couple and Will admired that. Y/N is a beautiful woman with innocent eyes and a cunning brain, you never know her true intentions until she reveals them on her terms. Hannibal is like the same way so they are the perfect match, Will thought.

When he ringed the door bell Hannibal answered it after few seconds, ‘’Will?’’ he seemed surprised because it wasn’t Will’s habit to drop by like this. ‘’May I come in?’’ He asked as he walked inside, he seemed stressed so Hannibal closed the door behind him and took his coat, ‘’Honey, we have a guest!’’ Hannibal slightly raised his voice so that his beloved wife could hear him. Y/N Lecter came from the living room to see the guest, ‘’Will, what a lovely surprise.’’ Will had conflicting feelings towards her, one could never tell if she was being nice or cold, those lines were blurred in her personality. ‘’Please join us by the fire,’’ they had a huge fireplace in the living room, ‘’we have wine.’’ And they all walked to the living room. There was a cozy atmosphere, Hannibal and Y/N sat next to each other on the sofa while Will sat on the singular couch, the smell of wine and the warmth radiating from the fireplace gave him a sense of comfort, a comfort in a wolf’s den he thought.

‘’What is it that troubles you my friend? You seem stressed.’’ Hannibal was the first one to speak after the few minutes of silence, Will look at Y/N and Hannibal, he didn’t know whether Y/N knew anything about their new case, ‘’It’s about the new killer.’’ Hannibal understood Will’s hesitation, ‘’Y/N knows everything about my job and outside my job. She knows that I help you and the FBI. You can speak about the Chesapeake Ripper.’’ This gave Will confidence. As he was talking about new evidence and his theories about this murdered Will’s colorful eyes caught something. A bruise on Y/N Lecter’s pretty neck. At first he thought it’s the shadow of the dim lights in the room but when he gave another look he was sure that it was a bruise and a big one, which made him concerned for her safety, could Hannibal hurt a woman? As he was talking and kept giving small glances on her neck Hannibal noticed the situation, he was, as always, quick to notice tiny details in any situation. Should he say something or let it pass? He was proud of his work, he loved to mark his beloved wife and he loved it when other people noticed things like this, they belonged to each other in this life and also in other lives if the reincarnation theory was true. He put his long arm to rest behind Y/N in a protective manner, his eyes never left Will’s shy ones. Will wasn’t a stupid man, he understood primal instincts and how they worked, Hannibal was showing that Y/N belonged to him and him only, and if Will tried to do or say something Hannibal would react to it. Y/N was smiling and enjoying the power she had on two strong and intelligent men. Femininity is a weapon if you know how to use it her mother’s first lesson.

Thank you for reading. :)

May I request a Hannibal x Reader where the Hannibal comes home and sees that the reader is missing. He thinks she's ran away, she broke up with him but didn't tell him, she's been kidnapped, etc. He searches the whole house and just when's about to give up or start a major freakout, he finds the reader. And it turns out that the reader had just fell off their bed when she was alseep and happened to roll under the bed and stayed alseep.

Warnings; Fluff!

Hannibal x F!Reader

A/N; Hey, thank you for this request it was cute to write. Sorry for any typos. Love you all. Comments are highly appreciated sisters ;)

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Doctor Hannibal Lecter was late, Agent Crawford decided to visit him and asked his opinions about a case so he was late and all he could think about was you. He called you before he left his office but you didn’t pick up, he texted you but you didn’t text back. He thought maybe you were busy cooking or with your friends so he drove rather fast and came to the house you guys are sharing. Last year he asked you to move in with him and with a bright smile on your lips you said yes. He lived alone for years and now that you were here it was hard for him to share but you respected his privacy and gave him space whenever he needed. Sometimes Hannibal thought that you were just fragment of his imagination, someone who is wicked and dark shouldn’t have an angle like you. You were a gift, send by the gods.

As he walked in he noticed that the house was too quiet, he hanged his coat, put his keys into the bowl and walked in. He called your name but no response came. He first checked the kitchen, maybe you were cooking but he was wrong, the kitchen was dark and cold. He went to the living room where you guys both relaxed by the fire and read most nights. You weren’t here either, he was a calm man but right now there was this strange feeling on his chest. Like a burden sat on him.

He even checked the basement, where he hid most of his dark secrets but it was empty except for the legs where he left to marinate. He picked up his phone and called Will Graham. Few months ago he introduced you to Will and you guys became friends quickly, too quick for his liking. Maybe you ran off to meet him and leave him behind…

‘’Hello Will? May I ask you a question?’’ Will only hummed, he sounded tired. ‘’Have you seen Y/N today? Can’t find her anywhere and she isn’t picking up her phone.’’ His voice was calm but he kept pacing in the basement.

‘’No, Haven’t seen her for a week at least. Are you okay? Do you want me to come?’’ Will even though he kept saying that he didn’t like being sociable he loved his friends dearly. ‘’No, everything is fine. I will let you know when I find her. Sorry to bother you.’’ He hanged up the phone and ran upstairs.

Where could you be? He regretted sharing some of his dark secrets with you recently, he didn’t tell you everything but he told you about his past, his sister Mischa. He knew you would be afraid of him and leave him and his worst nightmare became true. He climbed the stairs and checked every room, including the shared bedroom but you were nowhere to be found and he noticed that the bed was messy.

He took his phone and called you for the last time, your phone started to ring from the nightstand, why would you leave your phone behind if you are running away? And then he saw a blanket under the bed. He knelt to check and here you were, sleeping under the bed. He was so shocked that he started to laugh out loud which woke you up.

‘’Hey.’’ You said with a low tone, ‘’What are you doing under the bed love?’’ you opened your eyes to see and he was right you fell asleep under the bed. ‘’Oh no, I must have fallen-‘’ he helped you get up and he gave you the biggest hug.

‘’I love you.’’ Hannibal Lecter wasn’t a man who showed emotions everyday but right at this moment he felt the luckiest man on the face of Earth. ‘’I love you too.’’ You replied back and kissed him lazily, ‘’Come to bed.’’ You held his hand draw him towards you, you both fell on the bed smiling and fall asleep in each other’s arms.

Thank you for reading. :)

Hi, I don't know if you are still taking request, but I have an idea and I would love to read, were Hannibal just found out he have the first symptoms of parkinson's disease, like his hand are beginning to shake and freak out and try everything he could the hide it from his SO. But somehow she find out and comfort him. @lzzygeekk​

Warnings; Mention of illness.

Pairings; Hannibal Lecter x Reader

OneShot/Drabble

A/n; Hi guys, yes im taking request all the time. Sorry for any typos. Enjoy. 

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Hannibal Lecter was writing a check for his beloved when he first noticed it, his hand writing was something he was proud of, it was unique like everyone else however you always complimented his hand writing and it looked aesthetically pleasing but now he realized there was a slight change, at that moment you were impatiently waiting for him to sign the check and give it to you because you ordered bunch of flowers and you had to the send the check to the company.

After a month of this incident Hannibal was at home cooking for you a nice dinner,  classical music was playing through the stereo inside the kitchen, he had a white wine, he always had a glass of wine when he cooked something. You walked in, ‘’Hi.’’ You smiled brightly, a con in this relationship was that you never worried about food, the first time you stayed at his place he told you that he was the chef in the house and you gladly accepted it. ‘’What are we having my love?’’ you asked as you hugged him from behind, ‘’Boillabassie, a traditional French fish soup is infused with saffron, orange, thyme and chilli.’’ He shortly explained, ‘’And for dessert?’’ you kissed the exposed part of his neck, he had a grey sweater and gray pants. He looked yummy, ‘’I was thinking…’’ he pretended like he was in deep thoughts, ‘’you.’’ You giggled, he picked up the pan to put it on the stove and he felt his hands shake slightly, this never happened before and the pan wasn’t that heavy, he didn’t say anything, he just kept cooking but in his mind palace he made a mental note that he should search his symptoms, -deep down he already knew his illness, it was genetic.-

The age gap between you and Hannibal was something you didn’t care about, your friends sometimes teased you about it but it was for fun, he even stated that if this was uncomfortable to you in any way you could leave him, it was early stages in your relationship and you said you didn’t care, and Hannibal never brought it up again. You remembered that time when you noticed the way his hands were shaking few moment ago, you pretended like you had no idea because you had to let Hannibal come to you, he never liked asking for help. You were reading a book when you saw Hannibal coming downstairs with his laptop, ‘’We need to talk.’’ He said with a serious tone, his maroon eyes watched you put the book aside and focus on him. ‘’Here is the passwords for all of my bank accounts and social media account,’’ he gave you a piece of paper. ‘’and this is the cabin’s address, yes I bought a cabin for us, and here is the phone number of my lawyer. We should get married so that you can have whatever I have when.. something happens to me.’’ His voice was calm but you could see that he was freaking out inside, those eyes never lied to you, to others yes, but to you.. no.

‘’Hannibal, please sit.’’

He sat on the comfortable couch, you put the laptop on the dark brown coffee table and you hugged him, he embraced you in his big arms. ‘’I know what you’re going through,’’ you gently whispered not mentioning the illness, ‘’and I’m here for you. I’m not with you so that I can be Mrs. Lecter and watch the doors open for me all the time, I’m with you because I love you.  We can fight this together.’’ Hannibal exhaled a deep breath he was holding, e though you might want to leave him and he couldn’t accept that. ‘’Thank you Y/N,’’ he whispered back with his low voice, ‘’I’m the luckiest man on this planet.’’

Thank you for reading. :)

Jealous Kiss

“Jealous Kiss” with Hannibal Lecter, like someone dared to touch what’s his and he needs to mark his territory. @negans-attagirl​

Hannibal x Female Reader!

Drabble. Warnings; None. 

A/N: Thank you for this request, sorry for any typos. Enjoy. 

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Hannibal Lecter was having a dinner party with few of his friends because he wanted to introduce Y/N to them, you were his new partner. Even though things were new between you he wanted you to meet his close friends like Will, Alana and Jack. It was a sweet gesture and you helped Hannibal with dinner. Meeting his friends was a challenge to you because all of them were well accomplished people who were older than you and they were sophisticated people so at first you felt overwhelmed, however they made you feel like a close friend and Will kept making jokes to see you smile. He was a tall man with curly hair, a cute glasses and strange blue eyes, his eyes were so strange that the color was depending on the clothes he was wearing, she loved his eyes.

‘’So how did you guys meet?’’ Jack asked, they were in the living room, sipping the expensive wine and relaxing. Hannibal and Y/N were sitting close, his one arm extended at the back of the couch, ‘’We met at a museum in Italy. She was alone, looking at paintings and reading their story so I thought I should swoon her with my knowledge of art but she corrected my mistake. ‘’ It was true, Hannibal saw you in your cute summer dress, focused on the art before you and he wanted to approach to you, you were a smart girl and he was glad that your attractiveness matched your intellect. At first he though you were rude but later he noticed that you had a spoiled brat attitude, and he loved spoiling you, showering you in gold and glitter, gifts of diamonds, expensive dates, a new dress for a new event. He was a man who loved sharing his wealth and he was also a bit possessive but you didn’t mind. You decided to tell the rest of the story and felt Hannibal’s hand on your waist, he always did that when you had company, you knew he loved to show you off to his friends like a diamond ring, you were his queen and you also knew that when someone was giving you a strange look he would remain physical contact with you. Will Graham was checking you out ever since he walked into the house, not gonna lie you loved the attention but you were also scared of Hannibal, recently he revealed his dark past with you, -of course he didn’t tell everything- he was expecting you to leave and never come back but you decided to be on his side, maybe you were fucked up in the head but what he said, what he did excited you, he was a killer and he promised that he will kill for you, kill everyone on his way just to get a goodnight kiss from you and you felt loved, he was devoted to you.

‘’That’s sounds like a movie. Too good to be true.’’ Will said as he finished his drink, after an hour they decided to leave, they all bid farewell and Will Graham came to hug you, ‘’See you soon Y/N.’’ and then kissed your hand.

As soon as Hannibal closed the door he walked back to his living room to corner you between his body and a near wall. He grabbed your chin and kissed your red lips, it wasn’t a sweet kiss, you knew he was jealous and you let him take his anger out of you, you loved it when he bit your lip or slapped you during sex, he knew what you liked and what you didn’t like and he knew when to stop so he stepped back, his maroon eyes studying your face to see any discomfort, he found none, ‘’You are in big trouble princess.’’

Thank you for reading. :)

Allergy

If it's okay could I please request Will/hannibal/reader where will n Hannibal are yandere and reader is the nicest, sweetest person ever so when they take her and cook her food for the first time, she doesn't tell them that she's allergic to eggs because she doesn't have the heart to tell them cause she's afraid she's being rude. And then like twenty minutes later, she gets a fever and breaks out in hives. And then asks them if they have an epi-pen or any medicine and they find out whats going on? Idk this is long af you can ignore this if you want @theichabbieclub​

Hannibal x Will x Female Reader

Warnings; None. 

A/N: Thank you for this request. Sorry for any typos. :)

Y/N was excited when she woke up because she found a letter on her doorstep, it was an invitation letter from Doctor Hannibal Lecter, on the yellow paper it said that she was invited for dinner, she traced his signature, it made her giggle because Hannibal was a traditional man and instead of texting or calling he went big and sent a letter to her. It was a lazy day for her, she was working in the FBI but she was new so Jack and others called her rookie, she didn’t mind. In the invitation it said that Will Graham will be there too, she was getting along with Hannibal and Will, she somewhat felt that they were looking after her, protecting her, maybe it was because she was much younger than them or she was new in the FBI academy but she didn’t complain. She knew Hannibal and she was invited to his house several times before so she found a formal yet elegant dress in her wardrobe, it was a flower dress and showed her personality, she was a very sweet person and people were surprised when she decided to go to the FBI academy.

(this is the dress)

When the time came she called for a taxi and gave the address, the yellow lights in his house were on, she paid the driver and quickly walked the stone ground, she knocked on the door hoping she wasn’t late because Hannibal had rules and he never liked rude people. Will opened the door, he had a casual outfit, his curly hair looked well made and his blue eyes shined when he saw her, ‘’Come in Y/N, Hannibal is at the kitchen right now.’’ She walked in, Will took her coat and purse, together they walked to the dining room and they had a casual conversation about their recent case, a brutal murder. Y/N was fascinated by the details on the dining table, the handkerchiefs, shiny plates etc. Hannibal came with a tray of food, they were having breakfast for dinner, ‘’Hello Y/N, thank you for being here.’’ His maroon eyes seemed pleased to see her in that dress, he was planting new ideas in her head and last week he told her that she would look good in a flower dress, he was satisfied to see that his sweet manipulation was working. There was orange juice, coffee, eggs and bacon, bread. The problem was that she was allergic to eggs and she didn’t want to be rude so she decided to take a bite. ‘’I didn’t see you at the station yesterday.’’ Hannibal stated as he poured orange juice into her glass, ‘’I was with a friend.’’ She didn’t realize but Will and Hannibal exchanged a look. ‘’Do we know this friend?’’ Will asked fixing his glasses, ‘’No, he is a childhood friend, came to see me.’’ She first started with bacon and a little bread, Hannibal cleared his throat, ‘’Childhood friends know us the best, we share deep connection with them. I hope he is a nice person.’’

They talked about the new case, and how their lives were changing because of their jobs, now she had to eat the eggs, she took few bites and thought it was enough. After 20 minutes they were in the living room drinking and talking, Will was sitting next to her, Hannibal put more logs to the fireplace, it was a cozy environment and she felt her face and chest getting itchy. ‘’Y/N are you okay? You look all read.’’ Will asked, ‘’I.. I need epi-pen because I’m allergic to eggs. I’m sorry Hannibal, I didn’t want to be rude and ate the eggs.’’ Hannibal Lecter was astonished by her character, instead of telling that before she decided to go with it and, ‘’I will be back, don’t worry.’’ He had a smile on his lips, he came back with the medicine, it was a small pill, and a glass of water ‘’Here you go. Next time let me know please, I would hate to see you hurt.’’

Thank you for reading. :)

Lured Into His Web

YandereProf!Hannibal x PsychologyStudentReader, in which the Reader is a student of Hannibal, and he is soooo obsessed, possessive, manipulative and just plain dark with the Reader. Like he would do anything to have her all to himself. And if anyone would catch the readers attention hannibal would get extremely jealous and possessive that he would make sure to get rid of those people immediately. He would isolate the reader from everyone else, from her parents, friends, and anyone she is close with so that all she'll ever have is him. And no matter what she does, she'll never get to escape and he'll never ever let her go. 😬 I hope you're down with it, please 🥺 @buttercandy16

Warnings; Mention of murder. Arson.

Hannibal x Female Reader

Chapter Two- Metanoia (Final chapter)

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It was a calm weekend day, Hannibal Lecter was deciding what he should cook for tonight’s dinner party. He was having few students over, his dinner parties were famous among the high society. He sent invitation letters to his  4 students who were bright and had good grades for months. He loved staying in touch with the young minds and he was excited to have Y/N in his home, this was the very first time so he had to make sure that she liked every part of it. He closed his small wooden box because he decided what he should cook.

Y/N was standing in front of her wardrobe for ages now, she finally decided to wear a black pencil skirt and a emerald satin blouse, her silver high heels shined with the light. She left home early because she didn’t want to be late, she knew Professor Lecter wouldn’t appreciate if she was late. She went to his home with her class mate Cassandra, she was a tall and a beautiful girl and Y/N loved to spend time with her, however sometimes Y/N felt insecure around her because Cassandra was coming from a rich family and whatever she wore was designer all the time. In spite of all of her insecurities Cassandra was always kind to her and cherished their friendship.

Hannibal Lecter opened the door with a formal smile, ‘’Cassandra and Y/N, please come in.’’ He was pleased to see Y/N, and he loved her outfit, it fit her so perfectly and he had to stop himself because his mind travelled to dark corners, he would love to tear her blouse and have her on the dining table but he assumed the guests wouldn’t like to see such a thing. Mark and Joseph came as well, he invited Joseph specifically because he had a gut feeling that he liked Y/N, and he wanted to test his theory by just bringing them together.

‘’Please be seated, Cassandra would you like to help me?’’ Cassandra bolted to her feet and was happy to help the Professor. Y/N couldn’t help but feel sad, her shoulders fell, recently she noticed that she was thinking about Doctor Lecter, a lot. She loved to spend time with him, listening to classical music, talking about art in general, Dante was his favorite. Who wouldn’t love Dante? He was ahead of his timeline and a revolutionary one.

‘’It’s nice to see you here Y/N. I brought the book you asked.’’ Joseph said and opened his bag to give it to her, Hannibal and Cassandra walked in with trays, the book was the poem collection of William Blake. Hannibal had the same book, she could’ve just asked him but instead she asked Joseph and it irritated him badly.

The conversation was sparkling, the food was delicious everyone seemed they were enjoying the night except Hannibal Lecter because Joseph was flirting with Y/N and she seemed to like it. He could feel his blood boiling, his mouth was tightening,   and had to adjust his tie to breathe and calm himself. He changed the subject and started to talk about his help to FBI, students loved the new story. ‘’Unfortunately our Cotard Syndrome killer died, she was burnt alive, accidentally.’’

‘’That doesn’t sound like an accident professor, someone probably gave her a hair brush intentionally and while she was brushing her hair she sent electric to the tube. This seems murder.’’  Y/N shared her opinion, Hannibal stopped eating, ‘’Does she know something?’’

‘’Let’s leave that to the FBI. I hope the food and the wine are to your satisfaction?’’

Cassandra was trying to be the teacher’s pet, ‘’Thank you so much for hosting Professor. This is the greatest dish since I had in Greece, you out done yourself…’’ Y/N rolled her eyes, Cassandra kept on talking and talking. Y/N was silent and enjoying the meal.

When the night came to an end Y/N decided to stay and help him, Joseph gave her a kiss on the cheek and followed others. Hannibal never felt rage for years until tonight, he was generally calm and collective but tonight his theory was proven right and he didn’t like it not one bit. Now they were in the kitchen, Y/N was helping him, ‘’Do you like Joseph?’’ he asked, his tone was icy cold. She didn’t answer right away, ‘’Maybe, I don’t know.’’ He didn’t realize he was holding the thin wine glass tight and he found himself breaking the glass in his hand, the sharp pieces cut into his palm. Y/N turned to see what was happening, her eyes went wide, ‘’Please let me help you. Where do you keep your first aid kit?’’

Now they were sitting on the kitchen and Y/N attending to his bleeding hand. She had a theory but didn’t want ask right away, ‘’You should be careful Professor.’’

‘’Hannibal, remember?’’ he asked smiling, he loved to hear his name coming from her tasty mouth. ‘’You seem tense Hannibal, I hope I didn’t upset you.’’

‘’You aren’t the one who upsets me.’’ His hand was pleasantly warm, since they were close she could sense his manly body wash and his perfume. He smelled like a divine garden, there wasn’t any way she could describe it.. a divine garden. He seemed amused as if he could read her mind, her cheeks were red now and her breath was shallow, he looked her in the eye she seemed shy, there was a strange but familiar tension between them. ‘’If I saw you every day, forever, Y/N, I would remember this time.’’ And without letting her comprehend what he said he kissed her, a soft touch on her red lips. Y/N closed her eyes and let herself go into the kiss, she didn’t care if it was unprofessional or unethical, nothing mattered for them. Hannibal gently tasted her mouth with his tongue, when they were out of breath he pulled away. Seeing her breathing heavily, eyes wide open with pink cheeks made him smile and cup her cheeks, a touch as light as a summer breeze.

Next Week

Ever since that kiss Y/N was avoiding Hannibal, she was sitting at the back of the class, leaving the class immediately when the lecture ends. Hannibal knew why she was behaving like this, in her mind what they shared was wrong and unacceptable, she was his student and he was her Professor, She was spending more time with Joseph. Hannibal had enough, he wanted to talk to her, see her, touch her so he had no option but to move his plan in a hurry pace.

He was secretly stalking her social media accounts and tonight she was going to study with her friend Cassandra and it was a perfect opportunity to eliminate Joseph, when it was night he wore his plastic suit and was waiting at Joseph’s home. He broke in, it was a child’s play. No one could have her but Hannibal, and he was making sure of it.

When Y/N got back to her home after hours of study with her friend she got a call from her, ‘’Hey? What’s up?’’ she thought she left something behind and Cassandra was calling her about it but the reality was much bitter, ‘’I just got a call from the FBI, Joseph is missing.’’ Y/N had to sit down, ‘’What- h- how? What happened?’’ All night she was awake,  waiting for someone to call her and update her about Joseph and she was scared for her life too because she was seeing Joseph. Who ever kidnapped him must know her… restless as a lioness she paced in her small home.

It had been 5 days since Joseph was missing and finally the FBI found his body in a forest. His eyes were removed, lips chopped off and there were several sharp objects in his body, Professor Hannibal Lecter gave students few days to calm and relax. Y/N wanted to go to him, talk to him but she couldn’t, it felt wrong so she decided to stay at Cassandra’s house. It was late night and they were watching a movie while eating junk food and she got a call from her neighbor, old lady Mrs. Smith told her that her house was on fire. Y/N felt as if she was drowning, the old lady continued, ‘’The police are here darling, they say it’s arson.’’

Cassandra took Y/N and drove her to her home and it was true, fire fighters were there, police officers were questioning her neighbors and above her head the ravens were screeching as if warning her, ‘’What else could happen ravens? I’m already in hell.’’

‘’Good evening Miss Y/L/N.’’ A man said and she turned to him, ‘’My name is Jack Crawford, I’m here with the FBI and your professor Hannibal Lecter. We must ask you some questions.’’ Y/N was just standing there uncertain of what to do. ‘’This is just arson why does the FBI want to talk to her?’’ Cassandra asked. ‘’We believe it’s connected to you friend Joseph’s kidnapping and murder.’’ Y/N turned back to her apartment floor and watched it burn, the strangest thing was that the only place burning was her apartment and fire fighters took it under control. All of her stuff was gone and she felt naked like a new born baby. Hannibal Lecter was also at the crime scene, he approached to them, stood behind Y/N, whispered in her ear, ‘’Y/N we have to go. Jack wants to question you.’’ But the girl didn’t move, she felt as if she was glued to the ground. ‘’All of my stuff is gone…’’ She said slowly. ‘’I know, but now we must leave. I got it from Cassandra, you can leave.’’ Hannibal gently guided her to the police car.

All night she was questioned by Will Graham and Jack Crawford, thankfully she wasn’t a suspect so they gave her coffee and some food but she wasn’t hungry, she couldn’t eat. Hannibal was there by her side, he was a psychiatrist so they needed him to analyze Y/N. ‘’What was your relationship with Joseph?’’ Jack asked, hands on the table, looking directly at her, ‘’We were casually hanging out, if you don’t know what that means old man let me tell you, no feelings just fucking.’’ She was tired and needed to rest and it made her mean, ‘’Would anyone try to harm him? If you know someone please tell us. You are free to go.’’ Y/N giggled like a maniac, Will was silently watching them, ‘’Why are you laughing?’’ Jack asked annoyed, ‘’Leave where? I have nowhere to go.’’ Jack and Will left them alone, Hannibal placed his hand on her cold ones, ‘’You can stay with me for a while, until we sort things out.’’ She started crying, she never liked getting help but she had no other option, Hannibal wiped the tears away, ‘’I will take care of you now.’’ All he ever wanted was to have her on his side all the time, it wasn’t easy to arson a house by himself but he did it, now she was his, forever.

Thank you for reading. :)

Metanio;  Greek, from metanoiein to change one's mind, heart etc. 

Lured Into His Web

 YandereProf!Hannibal x PsychologyStudentReader, in which the Reader is a student of Hannibal, and he is soooo obsessed, possessive, manipulative and just plain dark with the Reader. Like he would do anything to have her all to himself. And if anyone would catch the readers attention hannibal would get extremely jealous and possessive that he would make sure to get rid of those people immediately. He would isolate the reader from everyone else, from her parents, friends, and anyone she is close with so that all she'll ever have is him. And no matter what she does, she'll never get to escape and he'll never ever let her go. 😬 I hope you're down with it, please 🥺 @buttercandy16​

Hannibal x Female Reader

Warnings; None.

A/N: I love the idea but since it’s long I’ll make it 2 chapters. Enjoy. Sorry for any typos.

Chapter One-  Enthrallment

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Y/N Y/L/N was doing her major in psychology, all her life she was fascinated by the human mind and now she was the student of the famous Doctor Hannibal Lecter. The man was a legend among the psychology department and his medical articles were thought all around the world. It was an honour to be his student because he didn’t accept everyone, he was selective of the students and before he decides who gets to be his student he would interview them. As she was walking in the halls of the university she remembered that day.

Flashback;

After Doctor Hannibal Lecter’s e-mail she was relentless to see him, he emailed her and said that he would love to interview her and gave an address and the hour so she decided to dress professional. She wanted to be his student so bad, she wore a rosewood color velvet dress which hugged her body tightly, it was winter so she had a long black coat and black high heels, her makeup was plain but ended with dark red lipstick,  let her hair down, sprayed perfume and left her apartment. When she arrived at the address, it was Doctor Lecter’s office. Other than teaching at the university he was also a psychiatrist who had patients. As she walked the long hall she saw a short fat man leaving Doctor Lecter’s office, he was too old to be a student so she figured he might be Lecter’s patient. ‘’Miss Y/L/N?’’ He asked as he looked her up and down, ‘’Yes.’’

‘’Right on time, I admire punctuality. Please come in.’’ He stepped away from the grey door and she walked in, heels making confident sounds on the ground. First thing he caught was the scent of her freshly washed hair and body lotion, he approved her choices.

She was surprised to see a big office which had upstairs library, there were paintings on the walls and a lit fireplace, his desk looked extremely tidy, ‘’Obsessive Compulsive Disorder?’’ she asked herself, before she could appreciate the library he took his place on his comfy chair, ‘’Please sit Miss Y/L/N.’’ he showed her the opposite chair. She took off her long coat and Hannibal was pleased to see the professionalism, before she came here he was interviewing another candidate and Hannibal really didn’t like the way that boy dressed and talked so he let him go. Thankfully this woman looked professional, ‘’Shall we begin? He asked, trying to read her face, ‘’Yes please.’’

Hannibal opened the dark notebook he was holding and pulled out a pen from his shirt pocket, Y/N had to admit he looked really hot because of that 3 piece suit which looked designer. ‘’Do you have any hobbies Miss Y/L/N?’’ He asked directly, ‘’Yes, I love taking care of plants and flowers and I make dresses for myself when I’m free. Other than those…’’ she thought for a second, ‘’I love to visit museums on my free time.’’ She watched him writing something on the notebook with a straight face, she wondered if she said something wrong but he looked up with a small smile, ‘’I also enjoy visiting museums, and I draw portraits as hobby.’’ She was surprised, ‘’I’m sure you don’t only have 2 hobbies Doctor Lecter.’’

‘’True, I also cook, I have a passion for culinary arts.’’ Hannibal was observing her face and saw her cheeks getting pink was she uncomfortable or?

‘’Please tell me why are you interested in psychology.’’

She regarded him suspiciously, was this a trap? She had to be careful if she wanted to be his student, ‘’I have always been fascinated by the capacity of human mind, it makes us see things hear things that aren’t real, my mother suffered hallucinations and she used to paint what she saw and those were very interesting paintings. I want to study psychology to understand her better.’’

Hannibal Lecter didn’t expect an answer like that but his interest was piqued,  ‘’What do you mean by used to?’’

‘’She passed away. My father still keeps the paintings, trying to understand her.’’ He watched her face go dejected, it was still causing her pain he could see it. She looked like an interesting woman and he loved to encircle his society with interesting people, ‘’I’m sorry for your loss Miss Y/L/N.’’ she smiled kindly, ‘’You can call me Y/N. To be honest I feel like your patient Doctor Lecter.’’ He smiled and wrote something again, ‘’Are you seeing anyone?’’ he asked and saw the confusion in her eyes so he explained, ‘’I’m a demanding Professor and I will drown my students in assignments and extra credit works, if you have a partner that means you won’t be able to see him or her as much as you want to. Are you ready for that?’’ Y/N already heard rumours from his previous students so she was ready. ‘’I’m not seeing anyone Professor, I don’t have time for anyone and their childish games.’’ She elucidated shortly, and saw the surprise in his maroon eyes, ‘’You don’t believe me?’’ she asked curious.

He spoke as he was writing, ‘’It seemed unlikely, I thought a beautiful woman such as yourself might be already taken.’’ Hannibal was a man who put his emotions in his words but one wouldn’t be always sure if he was giving compliments or just stating a fact and as a soon to be psychology student it was Y/N’s job to understand and decipher. ‘’Thank you Doctor Lecter.’’ She said with a smirk on her lips, she could see that he found her attractive. He closed the notebook and put it on the small glass table next to him, he bolted to his feet, ‘’Congratulations Y/N,  from now on you are my student.’’ He extended his hand Y/N gladly took it, ‘’Thank you Professor. I’ll see you at the university.’’  She could still remember his lingering touch on her hand.

Flashback ends

She walked into the class room and took her place, she had a cute dress and a soft smile on her lips due to remembering that memory, It had been 3 months and it seemed Hannibal Lecter was satisfied with his students, he was a very careful man and taking the right actions was important for him. He walked into the class room and as usual all the sounds of talking students died, he had an impact on everyone including Y/N, whenever he walked into a room all the attention was on him. ‘’Good morning class.’’ He said with his usual tone and gave a small smile to Y/N, she was seated on the front row as usual, a month ago Hannibal asked her to be close to the board, he said he didn’t like to see her at the back. He put his bag on his table and caught a glimpse of Y/N bare legs, she had a black dress with cherries imprinted on it, her hair seemed soft to touch and her smile as warm as ever. Ever since he met her he had these thoughts… Hannibal wasn’t a man who was fascinated by people so easily but Y/N was an exception. He decided to focus on the class and opened his small laptop, ‘’As you all know I’m also working with the FBI, giving my ideas to them on their cases and recently they’re dealing with a killer who has a Cotard Syndrome. Does anyone know what that means?’’

Y/N was the only one who raised her hand, ‘’Y/N?’’ she shifted on her seat and spoke, ‘’ People who have Cotard Syndrome believe that parts of their body are missing, or that they’re dying, dead, or don’t exist. They may think nothing exists. Cotard ‘s Syndrome is rare, with about 200 known cases worldwide.’’  She shortly explained what she knew, she could hear people murmuring at her back but didn’t mind them, ‘’That is correct, thank you Y/N.’’ he gave a subtle smile which no one noticed but Y/N, ‘’It is also called walking corpse syndrome or Cotard’s delusion…’’ he continued. When the lecture ended people were packing their stuff and leaving, Y/N stood up and took her books, her bag, ‘’Y/N could you wait for a moment please?’’ she heard Hannibal Lecter say. After everyone left the room he spoke, ‘’Over the months you showed your talent and thirst for knowledge so I have a proposition for you. I’m a busy man as you know thus, would you like to be my assistant. I need someone to grade the papers.’’

This was a big opportunity for her, she would love to help him and get to know him in the mean time. ‘’What do you say?’’

She noticed she was in her thoughts for few seconds, ‘’I would love that Professor. When should I start?’’ she asked excited which didn’t go unnoticed, ‘’If you knew what I want to do to you would you still be excited?’’ a question crossed his dark mind, ‘’Right now. Please follow me.’’ They walked to the office he had in the university, it wasn’t as big as his actual office  and it had a mysterious atmosphere. There was a small desk close to the window she hanged her coat and bag and he gave her the papers. ‘’I hope you had no plans.’’

‘’I cancelled my plans, it’s okay though I would prefer to be here than party with bunch of kids.’’

Hannibal’s expression changed for a second, it got darker, ‘’So you had plans but with whom?’’

Later he opened his laptop to deal with his work and both of them were silent, Hannibal was watching her, she was silent but she was moving her legs slightly and her head, the dress looked so casual but she could pull it off sophisticatedly, ‘’If you don’t mind I want to listen to classical music. I found it very soothing when I work.’’

‘’I love it too.’’ And he opened his playlist, when Y/N heard Hildegard von Bingen she lifted her head up and their eyes met, ‘’I love Hildegard, she is the reason why I learned Latin.’’ She glanced away, feeling her cheeks go red. Hannibal since the beginning noticed that they have so many things in common but there is this only one thing separating them, he was living in the dark and she was living in the white light. She had no idea what he was capable of and what he was doing to other people, but for some reason Hannibal felt as if she would understand him, support him even. He had to put that though away for a while, at first he needed to gain her trust, later he knew the right trap to use on her.

It was late when they were done, ‘’May I give you a ride home? It’s late and I’m sorry I cannot allow you to leave alone.’’  He said, obviously Y/N had no choice, she wouldn’t want to use public transport late at night so she was okay with Hannibal taking her home.

The car ride was silent, only Y/N was talking, giving directions and when they arrived Hannibal saw the old apartment complex where she lived, it was unacceptable. The neighborhood didn’t look safe, ‘’Thank you Professor.’’ She kindly smiled. ‘’When we’re alone I would prefer you to call me Hannibal.’’ He wanted to be close to her, he wanted her to feel safe with him.

‘’Good night Hannibal Lecter.’’ She said and she left the car, Hannibal watched her walking to her building, he had to do something about her living conditions and he had the perfect idea. He wanted her to be desperate at first, and when she had no options left he was sure that she would choose him and only him.

Thank you for reading. :)

First Kiss

I'm not really sure if this is how I'm supposed to do this but I'd like to ask for a Hannigram fanfiction where Will and Hannibal kiss for the first during a therapy session and maybe turns into more... I really like the whole murder husband's trope and think they fit it pretty well. Have a wonderful day @captainobvious3105​

Hannibal x Will

Oneshot/Drabble

A/N: This is my first time writing a gay fic so go easy on me. Sorry for any typos.

Will Graham came to see Hannibal Lecter, Jack was insistent on these therapy sessions because he wanted Will to stay sane.  However, Will wasn’t sure anymore, everyday he found himself wondering certain things… things that made him question his sanity and sexuality.

‘’Will, come in.’’ Hannibal greeted him with the same smile, he seemed happy to see Will. Will took his seat, Hannibal sat in front of him, he had a leather covered notebook with him and they started their usual talk.

‘’Am I your psychiatrist or we simply having conversations?’’ Hannibal asked curious, ever since he met Will he was intrigued by his personality.

‘’Yes… I think is the answer to that.’’ Will replied crossing his legs which caught Hannibal’s attention, his brown eyes for a split second landed on Will’s lower body and looked up to see Will’s blue eyes. Hannibal cleared his throat, ‘’How is Abigail? I’m sure you visit her quite frequently.’’  He changed the subject. Hannibal bolted to his feet, went to his dark brow cabinet, he loved drinking wine with Will. ‘’Red or pink?’’

‘’Red, please.’’ Will said and continued, ‘’She is showing symptoms of PTSD every time she sees me.. can’t blame her I killed her father.’’

Hannibal came back with two glasses of red wine, ‘’You had no choice, she is alive thanks to your quick judgment.’’ Will took the glass from him, ‘’I’m not the only one who saved her. You should get a credit for that Hannibal.’’

Hannibal gently smiled, smelled the wine for a second and took a sip, Will put the glass aside, decided to stand up and go to the large window, he wanted to look outside and Hannibal followed him.  ‘’I want to have a dinner with Abigail and you, like a family.’’ Will confessed, ‘’Very paternal Will.’’ Hannibal joked and got close to him, and he standing next to Will, they both could feel the tension rising.

‘’Aren’t you?’’ Will sharply turned to Hannibal and saw him standing close, he was a handsome, smart and a sophisticated man. ‘’Yes,’’ Hannibal simply replied, ‘’we are her fathers now.’’

‘’Does that mean we have to live together?’’ Will joked and happy to see Hannibal smile again, ‘’I never demand but I’m up for anything really.’’ And with that he kissed Will.

It was their first kiss, Will knew Hannibal had feelings for him but imagined he wouldn’t show anything so he was shocked of his boldness. Will kissed him back and felt Hannibal press him against a near wall. Hannibal’s hand went o his long soft hair, Will held his waist, they were thirst for each other and months of tension drove them crazy. Will’s hand went to Hannibal’s bulge and traced it with his fingers, Hannibal moaned into his mouth, they pulled away breathing heavily. ‘’Let’s take this to home.’’ Will suggested and Hannibal had a wicked smile on his plump lips, ‘’Our home.’’

Thank you for reading. :)

Polar Opposites

Heyy, I wondered what it would be like if hannibal had an uwu girl. So I'd like to request an hannibal Lecter x uwu girl. So like the girl is shy and wears big oversized hoodies and short pants or just leggings under them. @motionlessinwhiteislife​

Warnings: None.

Hannibal x Female Reader

Oneshot! Drabble!

After a long day Hannibal Lecter closed his office and drove to his house, as he parked his car he noticed that inside his house there were lights. He remembered that he gave a spare key to his partner, yes he never liked addressing his life partners as girlfriends or boyfriends, he wasn’t a high school boy. He opened his door and walked inside, he could hear the soft singing voice of Y/N coming from the kitchen, it made him smile. He slowly walked, he could be silent as a snake when he wanted to be. He saw her with an oversize t-shirt, singing and moving her body rhythmically, it was a sight for sore eyes. He leaned on the kitchen island and watched her for a while, Hannibal wasn’t a man who liked to share his personal space bur for this young woman he was willing to make exceptions.

She could feel a presence around her so she turned to see Hannibal watching her with a soft smile on his plump lips, she immediately got red, ‘’Hannibal! Stop!’’ she said with a childish tone, it made him smile even brighter.

She always got excited to see him coming home from a long day, she gave him a big hug, Hannibal could feel she had nothing underneath of that big shirt which belonged to Hannibal. Hannibal never understood the reason why she always hid her body but it made her look cute, he adored her shyness whenever he had his hands all over her.

‘’I love seeing you in my clothes. You look divine.’’ Planted a kiss on her lips, she kissed him back shyly. They were in a serious relationship for a year now but she still felt like it was their first day. They met at a museum 2 years ago, she loved to see art all the time so she visited that museum everyday and she saw him sitting and drawing something. One day, she decided go to that museum again, it was getting late but she didn’t care, no one was around but her and Hannibal. She was standing in front of a painting when she looked to her left and saw him sitting and looking at her, he smiled. Turns out he was drawing her. They went to get a coffee that evening and Hannibal loved the way she averted her gaze, her cheeks were always dark pink and she had a brightness in her eyes, he never met someone like Y/N before, all his life grim and darkness followed him like a shadow. When he saw Y/N being happy, seeing good in even dark situations he had to have her. For 2 years he tried to gain her trust and love, thankfully she was falling for him, hard and now they were life partners.

‘’Look what I got you.’’ On his way home Hannibal decided get a gift for her, it was a photo album. Hannibal Lecter was an old fashioned man and he loved to have photo albums at his house and loved to organize them, when she saw the pictures of them together she giggled in excitement, ‘’Thank you so much Hannibal! This is the best gift ever!’’ and she gave him another hug. Even though she had no idea of what kind of a man he is it gave him hope, a woman like her was with a man like Hannibal, he considered himself lucky.

Thank you for reading. :)

Whisper of Evil

Hannibal Lecter x Reader Request; 

Hi! If you don’t mind I had another idea for a HannibalxReader story. Hannibal had raised an infant like his daughter and trained her in the fine arts of culinary and killing as soon as she was 18. He’s seen her grow up into a young talented woman, blending into the society as his adoptive daughter. Maybe she was gifted on her 20th birthday with her very own victim from Hannibal. Killing him without his help. Hannibal watched her, notices how hot she is and hello to the smut 🤤 Thank you 🥺🥰 @negans-attagirl​

Warnings: Smut, IM TALKING WAP WAP WAP :D Age gap, Murder

A/N: I’ve changed the request a little. Enjoy. Sorry for any typos.

It was Y/N’s 20th birthday, and for her birthday Hannibal Lecter decided to throw the most luxurious birthday dinner party, ‘’Why didn’t we settled on a small party Hannibal?’’ Y/N came down the stairs in a beautiful gown, ‘’Because this year is special for both of us and I’ll do anything for you princess.’’ He watched her go down the stairs she had a long satin, lilac dress. She had makeup on and her signature red lips were glowing, yes she was a grown woman now and he knew that his guests would love to eat her up, this thought made him uneasy. ‘’You look divine Y/N.’’ He tried to sound casual but his thoughts were dark and twisted, ‘’Excuse me.’’ He went to open the door for his guests.

Servants were pouring champagne and any kind of wine, everyone wished her a happy birthday and told her how beautiful she looked, her close friends like Jack, Alana, Bedelia and Will gave her presents but her mind was somewhere else, Hannibal promised her a kill, it was going to be special because this time he was only planning to give her the name of the person and leave the rest to her, he wasn’t going to help her with anything. She hid her excitement and told them how much she liked the gifts. She remembered her 18th birthday, Hannibal took her to the basement and showed her his work of art and told her not to be afraid but she wasn’t afraid, in fact she was thrilled to see that. 

Throughout the night they ate and talked, she was a well educated young woman and Hannibal did a good job on guiding her for years, she could talk about any novel and art subject, she could speak French, German and Russian (Hannibal though her those) and all men had their eyes on her which made Hannibal uncomfortable. 

Deep down he knew why he was uncomfortable but he didn’t want to admit it, he put a hand on her waist and pulled her closer, she feel the warmth radiating from his body, she could smell his manly cologne, it smelled like pine trees.Later the guests wanted her to play the harpsichord (again Hannibal thought her how to play that) and she entertained them with the swift and vivid tunes, she liked the way they admired her and just like Hannibal she loved being the center of attention.

‘’Well done Miss, your fingers are magic.’’ A young man approached to her, ‘’Thank you Sir.’’

He extended his hand, ‘’Vincent Van Damme, pleasure to meet you.’’ And he kissed the back of her hand, ‘’Y/N Y/L/N Lecter, the pleasure is all mine.’’ She heard the Van Damme family before and they came from old money, probably have few skeletons in their closets. ‘’Lecter?’’ Vincent was confused, ‘’Hannibal Lecter took me under his wings when my parents passed away, I alos use his surname too, especially when I want to be invited to a party.’’ And she winked at him, it made him laugh which caught Hannibal’s attention. She knew what she was doing, she was flirting with him to get Hannibal’s attention, because for  months Hannibal was distant and she had a theory about that and wanted to prove it. 

‘’I’ve met Doctor Lecter few years ago,’’ and he started to tell her how they met, honestly she couldn’t care less, it was obvious that he wanted to sleep with her and was flirting with her she scanned the room with her tired eyes and found Hannibal’s dark eyes on her. Dark brown eyes… eyes that could make one scream in fear.

She touched Vincent’s arm gently, she was using psychological tricks from Hannibal’s weekly medical journals, Vincent looked happy. 

Hannibal Lecter was trying to stay calm and he finished his drink quickly, ‘’You should slow down Hannibal.’’ Will said laughing, ‘’Excuse me for a moment.’’ He left them and walked towards Y/N and Vincent. ‘’Good evening.’’ He greeted Vincent, ‘’Hannibal, thank you for inviting me. The food was amazing, as always.’’ Hannibal put his hand on Y/N’s shoulder and squeezed hard, she didn’t flinch. 

‘’Thank you Vincent, where is your wife?’’ He asked abruptly and pointed his ring finger which had no ring but the mark was still there. 

The tension between them sent shivers to her private part, it was a damn good show to see Hannibal on alpha mode. 

‘’She couldn’t make it… the kids and all that…’’ He was embarrassed,‘’That’s what I thought. Y/N follow me please.’’  

And he held her hand and pulled her away from Vincent, she was giggling when they arrived upstairs bedroom.

‘’What is wrong with you? Is it the alcohol in your system that makes you behave like this? Please explain yourself.’’ He wasn’t yelling but when it comes to Hannibal he didn’t have to yell to make someone scared and dizzy. ‘’Nothing is wrong with me Hannibal. I.. I just wanted to flirt a little, I’m 20 years old you know that right?!’’ She crossed her arms and it gave her breasts a little push, Hannibal for a split second looked at her breasts and looked away, and that was the answer to her theory, he liked her.. very much. ‘’Do you want to know your gift’s name?’’ He changed the subject and was glad to see the shine in her Y/E/C eyes. He pulled out a business card from his pocket, gave it to her and left. She almost forgot to breathe, on the card it said 

‘’Vincent Van Damme.’’

3 days later

It was late night and Y/N was at the winter cabin of Mr. Van Damme, ‘’Thank you for coming here with me Y/N.’’ he poured a glass of white wine for them, ‘’I should thank you for inviting me here, it is a beautiful place.. and has the gorgeous view.’’ She pointed the big window which had no curtains and she knew Hannibal was watching them. Her hands were shaking because she really didn’t want to fail him.

They cheered and drank, the fact that Vincent knows nothing about what’s going to happen to him made her body filled with adrenalin. ‘’Vincent darling, can you get me a blanket. I’m cold.’’ She looked at him with loving eyes and made her tone little bit seductive and Vincent went upstairs to fulfill his task.

She was good at Herbology and she made specific poison for Vincent and named it ‘’Dolosus’’ it meant cheater in latin. She applied it on her lips, it looked like a shiny gloss and she exactly had 2 minutes to wipe it off or otherwise she would be dead.

‘’Here is your blanket love.’’ She wanted to vomit.

Vincent noticed the so called lip gloss, ‘’Looks tasty.’’ Vincent had a wicked smile, his blue eyes on her lips. ‘’Wanna try?’’

He pulled her for a kiss, it was long when they parted his lips were blue. She pulled out a napkin and wiped the poison off of her lips. She got up to wash her mouth and when she came back she was him on the ground trying to breathe, ‘’W- whatss happening to mee?’’ he managed to say. ‘’That’s what you get when you cheat on your wife, love.’’

Hannibal knocked on the door and Y/N let him in, he was smiling when he was Vincent on the ground.

‘’I loved your technique darling but..’’ he turned to face her, her cheeks were flushed. ‘’You just ruined our food.’’ And they both laughed together. She touched her arm while laughing and left his hand on her hand, his hand was warm. When they stopped Hannibal cupped her cheek, ‘’Well done Y/N, I’m proud of you.’’ His brown eyes went to her lips, ‘’Are they poison free?’’ he asked smiling. She didn’t say anything but leaned to kiss his plump lips.

Hannibal was in shock first, he couldn’t believe this was happening but soon he replied to her kiss, he gently pushed on the couch, one of the things about him was that he was a gentleman, that’s what made her drawn to him but she knew that once they were intimate that gentleman would be a hungry man. She wasn’t wrong. She had a dark red winter dress and she felt his hand pulling the dress few inches, his fingers hot against her shivering body. She yanked him closer, his tall body was flushed against hers, she could feel his arousal on her stomach. ‘’Do you want me?’’

He pulled away and asked her, searching for any discomfort in her beautiful eyes, ‘’Yes.’’ She was panting, ‘’Things I’m going to do to you… you won’t be able to walk the next week darling.’’ She felt her cunt vibrate with his words. ‘’Promise?’’ She asked with a smirk, ‘’Promise.’’

She helped him get rid of his clothes, it was the very first time she saw him naked and she had to swallow. ‘’Like what you see?’’ He grabbed his member to give it a few pumps. She nodded, he was huge. ‘’Undress for me.’’

He sat on the couch and watched her slowly took of her dress, she had matching underwear, a black bra and black lace panties. She was always insecure about her body but not tonight, the way he looked at her told her whatever affirmation she needed to hear, ‘’Divine, Aphrodite would be jealous of you.’’

The couch was big enough for them and the next thing she knew was that she was under him, kissing and biting his lips. He moved to her exposed neck and left marks there, came down to her breasts, toyed with them like Hephaestus playing with metal and working his magic. She could feel herself getting wetter each second, he was ravenous, his hands were caressing every part of her, his hot mouth camto her aching core. He inhaled her womanly scent and it made her blush, she wanted to close the gap between her legs but he stopped her. ‘’Never be shy around me Y/N, you are a magnificent woman who deserves to be worshiped and often.’’

He was giving her cunt good licks, he was talented, he kept her legs apart and dived in. She was panting and writhing, he decided to press his finger in and her head fell back. He was pumping slowly, a soft moan left her when he added the second finger, his thumb was circling her clit he kept his movements until she came. His hands left red marks on her legs and she liked it, ‘’Are you ready for me?’’ he watched her body, she looked up to see him, his face was flushed and his pupils were dilated.

‘’Yes daddy.’’ She surprised herself and thought she ruined the moment because Hannibal closed his eyelids and stopped pumping his juicy cock. The pre-cum was dripping, ‘’Hannibal I’m s-‘’

‘’Say it again.’’

His dream just came true, he literally had dreams of Y/N calling him daddy while he was fucking her raw.

‘’Daddy please fuck my pussy.’’

He placed himself between her wide open legs, she felt his tip and shivered. He eased into her, stretching her open, his hands were tight on her thighs. He started to move with control, fully in and fully out, ‘’Harder daddy please..’’ she moaned into his ear.

He let loose, the sound of their skin slapping, the crazy sensation of his hard dick.. it was too much. He wasn’t shy and hearing his moans shocked her, he was a starved man. He was kissing her as he fucked her, biting her lower lip until she was bleeding, he knew she liked it. She reached to her peak, ‘’Daddy oh fuck..’’

‘’Open your mouth.’’ And he spit in her mouth, watched her swallow, ‘’Good girl.’’

He came after her, chanting her name as if it’s a prayer. Her slick was covering him when he emptied himself into her, when it was over he laid on her, careful not to hurt her and she caressed his soft hair, he chuckled under his breath,

‘’We have to clean the place before we leave. Remember the rules, never leave your DNA.’’

Thank you for reading. :)

Their Secret

One shot Hannibal x Reader Request; Why can I imagine y/n letting hannibal know that they know that he's a cannibal by signing a lyric from six thirty by Ariana Grande.

"come here and give me some kisses. You know I'm very delicious." LMAO 💀 @theichabbieclub​

Warnings; None.

A/N: Thank you for this request, sorry for any typos. Enjoy!

For weeks Y/N was spending her free time with Hannibal Lecter, they met at a museum a month ago and Hannibal asked for her number and they became friends. Hannibal’s first intention was to kill her and eat her, however she proved herself to be a smart, kind woman with a dark past and he changed his mind. He was still unsure what to do with her so he let the time decided. Now she was at his house, and they were cooking together. 

She was talented when it comes to cooking and Hannibal always loved to have her in his kitchen, she looked cute with a white apron he gave to her, she always looked nice and smelled nice, her perfume  was sweet and fresh, Hannibal knew that it was her signature smell and he loved it. 

He also knew that she was a sneaky woman who liked to search things and gather information, she met Alana, Jack, Will and Abigail and he heard her ask about him. The doorbell disturbed their peace, they both enjoyed each other’s company and they never liked being disturbed, 

‘’I’ll get it.’’ He said and left the kitchen. Y/N was chopping onions and garlic, she looked calm but her mind was in a dark place. Recently when Hannibal left her to get some wine she decided to wander off in his house because she liked his house, it was big and he had a good taste in art, furniture etc.And she found his secret, she was curious enough to go down to the basement and she saw a woman’s arm, chopped off and laying on a wooden table, there was a lot of blood, she left the basement running. 

Y/N went back to the living room and waited for Hannibal, when he came back he knew something was different because it was a test all along. He knew she would go and look and he wanted to know if she was willing to stay and be with him even though she saw that arm. 

He thought he would find his house empty but she was there, sitting with a shocked expression, she smiled when she saw Hannibal and the rest of the night was normal. This was a week ago and she never stopped coming back to him, did he finally found someone who can understand him? And be with him regardless of his flaws…She didn’t know if Hannibal knew that she knew so she decided to sing a song, Hannibal came back to the kitchen, she smiled and kept on singing as she was chopping the onions.

‘’So come here and give me some kisses,

You know I’m very delicious..’’ 

she couldn’t help but look at his face to see his reaction and for the very first time he was an open book. They were silent for a second, like their minds were connected, the air was rich with the smell of fresh ingredients and they both felt a hot wave washing their bodies. He could feel the flush creeping up his cheeks, his brown eyes were locked to her lips, they started on their journey as friends but Hannibal knew he couldn’t keep it that way, with two large steps he was right in front of her and he kissed her.

He finally found the one…

Thank you for reading :)

Honesty

Hi! I was wondering if I could request a Hannibal lecter x Australian reader where he deems her “rude” but learns that that’s just her culture (ie excessive drinking, crude jokes, “harsh” accent, swears in every sentence [like I shit you not swearing isnt considered unprofessional here. One of our ministers called another minister a cunt lol], etc). I just like the idea of two people being so opposite lmao. Also Hannibal is such a fine foods connoisseur, and our food is basically “first step, get a piece of white bread” hahahaha. I feel like he would find the cultural differences interesting @soggy-enchilada​

Oneshot Hannibal Fic

Hannibal Lecter x Australian Reader

Warnings;None.

Sorry for any typos, hope you like it. :)

‘’Didn’t you just finished your drink Y/N?’’ Jack Crawford asked amazed, ‘’Now you have another glass of champagne.’’ Y/N gave him a big smile, ‘’Like you don’t know me my good old cobber.’’ Y/N rolled her eyes and looked around her, she never liked joining parties like this one. Jack’s wife was ill so Y/N came to this elegant party with him to help him figure out something… which she can’t remember but it was related to work. Jack and Y/N met years ago because there was a murder care related to America and Australia and she helped the FBI and they became friends. ‘’Why are we here again?’’ She was close to finishing her 5th glass, ‘’My colleague Doctor Hannibal Lecter is acting suspicious lately and I want to know why. ‘’ Y/N never  met the doctor before but she heard his dinner parties and his success in his career. ‘’Where is he?’’ She whispered getting close to Jack, he looked around him to see where Hannibal was, ‘’He was there seconds ago.. I have to use the bathroom wait for me.’’ And he left.

Hannibal Lecter was talking to his guests when he saw her, he didn’t know her and he wondered how she came here. She had a green mermaid dress which showed her body in a graceful yet with a shimmer of wickedness, her dark red lipstick looked intimidating, her resemblance to a femme fatal figure surprised him.

‘’Excuse me for a moment.’’ He politely left the crowd and approached to this young lady who looked bored and he cannot have a bored guest in his house, ‘’Greetings madam, I’m Doctor Hannibal Lecter, the host of this party, I’m afraid I do not know you.’’ He looked at her up and down and his brown eyes landed on her Y/E/C eyes, she didn’t look away, however a faint pink colour appeared on her cheeks. ‘’My name is Y/N Y/L/N, Jack Crawford brought me here. Since you are the host Doctor Lecter may I ask you something?’’

He looked intrigued, her accent was Australian and sound strange to his ears,

‘’What can a girl like me have to do in order to get a cold frothy?’’ She asked with a annoyed tone which caught his attention, she had a bold spirit. ‘’I assume you didn’t like the champagne?’’ He tried to calm his nerves but the way she looked at him was rude, and he never liked rude people. ‘’I don’t like fancy things.’’ Hannibal caught one of the servants, ‘’Can we get a cold beer please, thank you.’’ And he took her empty glass, ‘’Jack has never mentioned you before, was there something special between you and him?’’ he asked directly because she was being rude, ‘’Ew no.’’ he could see the disgust on her face, ‘’Jack is like my big brother, I helped the FBI couple of years ago, why are you so curious Doctor Lecter?’’ her cold beer arrived, ‘’Finally.’’ She whispered to herself, ‘’I assumed that a beautiful woman such as yourself might caught his attention.’’ He wanted to test the waters and gave her a chance to be kind and take his compliment, ‘’You only think that because I look like a rich woman. This is not real me Doctor Lecter.’’ She winked at him and left his company without excusing herself.

There was something about her, was she rude or just brutally honest?

‘’Ladies and Gentlemen,’’ Hannibal got into the center of his living room, ‘’The dinner is served please follow me.’’

Guests walked into the big dining room, the walls were dark blue, and paintings decorated them, she could sense a masculine energy in the room, the table had several lit candles, servants were bringing white and red wine, the smell was extraordinary. Y/N took her place next to Jack and close to Hannibal Lecter who was standing and holding his wooden chair, after everyone was placed the servants took off the silver covers and the guests started to applause which was really strange to Y/N. ‘’I’m not gonna do that, no thank you.’’

She knew Hannibal saw her and she didn’t care, ‘’Before we beging you must all be warned, nothing here is vegetarian. Bon appétit.’’ And the guests started to applause again and she rolled her eyes, on her right there was an old woman with a red dress and she whispered into her ear, ‘’My dear Hannibal never likes rude people. You should be careful.’’

During the dinner she was bored, because people who considered themselves ‘’sophisticated’’ had conversations which made her uncomfortable, these people were trying to prove that they are smart and it looked pathetic. The food looked strange to her, she has never seen dishes like these and tried everything on the table, ‘’Mis Y/L/N I hope you like the food.’’ Hannibal addressed her and everyone stopped talking, eyes were on her, ‘’What the fuck is he trying to do?!’’

 ‘’They look too fancy for my liking, I’m Australian so this is the first time I try food like these. I appreciate the effort.’’ And people started to ask her about her country, she didn’t know how but she became the center of interest. Hannibal Lecter was silent silent and was listening her. People were laughing at her jokes and she felt like she was accepted,

‘’And then what happened?’’ the red dressed woman asked her curiously, ‘’Our minister called him a fuckin cunt that’s what happened.’’ And they all laughed together. Hannibal noticed the shine in her eyes and how different her culture was.

After hours of talking and eating people started to leave, and then Alana, Jack, Y/N and Hannibal were sitting and enjoying the warmness coming from the fireplace.

Y/N took off her high-heel shoes, ‘’Fuck my feet hurt.’’  Hannibal took off his jacket, rolled up his sleeves, ‘’There is a technique called arch rubs, may I?’’ and he sat on the edge of the long chair, he held the top of the foot in one hand, with the fingers of his other hand he rubbed the length of the arch, he did that repeatedly from the heel to the ball of the foot. His hands felt amazing and her head fell back and a soft moan left her red lips, ‘’Shit that’s so good..’’

Hannibal smirked, he knew what kind of an effect he had on people and he liked it, Jack was talking about Y/N staying for a year because the FBI needed her and Hannibal could see her in his life, it will be hard because of her bold spirit and her rude words but she was an honest woman and he treasured such a rare character trait.

 Thank you for reading! :) 

Taking Care of You

Hannibal Request; If it is okay with you, may I please request a Hannibal story? (I've been obsessed with him lately opps) . The reader is super busy or something and they forget to eat and they pass out I guess? Idk ... @theichabbieclub​

Thank you for this request, I hope you like it :) Sorry for any typos. Have a nice day! <3

Oneshot Hannibal fanfic.

Warnings: Passing out.

Y/N Y/L/N was Doctor Hannibal Lecter’s patient, a friend of her recommended Hannibal and she decided to see him because she was having mental issues and she couldn’t cope with them anymore.

She woke up early in the morning, read a little and then decided to get ready because she had an appointment, lately all she did was to focus on her work, she was a painter and she had to finish a project, it was for a rich old woman and she was picky so she spent her days painting and clearly she was forgetting to eat and stay hydrated. It was a cold Baltimore day so she decided to wear a red winter dress, black leather gloves and black boots. A month ago she first visited Hannibal and ever since she was visiting him every week, their doctor and patient relationship was still new so she was hiding things from him, she was a shy person. The one thing she noticed was that Doctor Lecter was a sophisticated man and he always looked handsome, he always had a clean suit, his shoes looked shiny all the time, and Y/N found herself wonder how can a busy man like him look like a model.

As she got out of the uber she found herself fixing her clothes, she entered the building, walked the hall and knocked on the door. Hannibal Lecter opened the grey door with a small smile on his plump lips, ‘’Y/N, please come in.’’ his voice was smooth like always, she walked inside and let him took her jacket and he hanged it.

‘’Please, take a seat.’’ Hannibal said because she was standing and looking around her, he took his notebook and pen. Y/N sat on the grey comfortable chair, she watched Hannibal take a seat and look at her. ‘’How are you today Y/N?’’

When they first met she was calling her Miss Y/L/N and Y/N told him to address her with her name because she never liked formalities. She took off her leather gloves and placed them on her lap, ‘’I’ve been working on a painting so I’m stressed.’’ She confessed, he opened his notebook.

‘’What painting?’’ He knew her job and he was also drawing portraits of people so he loved to ask her about her paintings. ‘’It’s a landscape painting, my client wanted me to paint a summer view, she is a picky person so I’m extra careful.’’

Hannibal took notes, she could hear the sound coming from the fireplace, his office was big and there was an upstairs which was a library, the first time she walked in here she asked if she could check the books and Hannibal let her. For at least 30 minutes he was upstairs and Hannibal watched her astonished face, at the end of their session he gave her a book, she loved reading it was obvious and the next week she brought the book back and they discussed the plot, it was a good exercise to get close to her and get to know her.

‘’What about you? Do you take care of yourself like I asked you to do? Because you seem tired.’’ Hannibal Lecter was not a stupid man, her skin looked flushed which was a sign of dehydration, she gazed on her left to see outside through open curtains, there were two big windows on the wall.

‘’I’m trying.’’ She simply said and stood up to go the the window and she felt dizzy, it was as if the floor was  shaking. As sson as she walked in his office Hannibal noticed that she was dehdrated and malnourished and he was waiting for her the accept her fault but before she could do that she fainted. Thankfully he was quick to catch her, he put her on the couch, a strand of thick Y/H/C hair fell across her deep Y/E/C eyes, he pushed it away and found himself watch her face. She looked peaceful,  he went to his cabinet and found oral rehydration salt, it was in a little plastic bag and he got a glass of water, poured whatever was in the glass and sat next to Y/N, she was waking up now, ‘’Shh, take it easy.’’  She tried to sit, ‘’You have to drink this Y/N.’’ he helped her drink, ‘’There is sodium and potasium in this and it will help you stay hydrated, I know you haven’t been taking care of yourself and I hate to see such a beautiful young girl look so tired. I have a solution.’’ He put the glass away, made her look at him by cupping her flushed cheeks. ‘’You will stay with me until you are healthy enough to leave. Doctor’s orders.’’ Hannibal knew he was crossing the doctor and patient boundaries but ever since they met he had this urge to take her under his dark wings. It wasn’t like Abigail, with Abigail he felt like her father, his aternat feelings kicked in, however, when it came to Y/N he felt like they could be more than this. He knew she had secrets and she wasn’t ready to share them yet but he felt like she had a dark side, a side that he wanted to explore and brought it out.

‘’Are you sure?’’ Y/N asked because she didn’t want to be a burden, ‘’Yes. I have a big house and I’m a great chef. I will cook for you.’’ Deep down he knew that this wasn’t a short term deal, Y/N found herself hugging him. He smelled nice, he caressed her soft hair and kissed her temple, ‘’Shall we go home love?’’

Thank you for reading! :)

Sweet Serial Killer

Hi! I’d love to request a Hannibal/Ginger OC smutty story I’ve had in my head for a long time. Maybe you like the idea, too. OC is a really famous psychologist from Britain and gets hired by Jack to help Hannibal. He finds her really interesting but she kinda noticed that something odd with him and “investigates” on her own while she gets noticed by another killer who targets her. Hannibal saves her, escapes to Florence, tried to persuade her to stay & showing her the beauty of killing. :) ♥️  @negans-attagirl​

Warnings: Smut! +18, Kidnapping, mention of killing.

This is a Hannibal one shot request! Sorry for any typos. Love u all! Sorry it’s a little long.

‘’She’ll be here  today. She promied.’’ Jack Crawford said with a hint of self-doubt, Hannibal and Will were in Jack’s office waiting Jack’s friend from Britain. Y/N Y/L/N was a famous psychologist all around the world and for years she workd for he authorities to help them create profiles of serial killers. Jack workd with her 5 years ago so that’s how they became friends but he wasn’t sure if she would actually show up, on the phone she sounded tired and reluctant. Before she came to the office Hannibal got a sense of sweet smell of vanilla and the door of Jack’s office opened by a young woman who had long ginger hair, Hannibal observed the woman who just walked in. She had professional clothes, a black pencil skirt, dark purple blose and high heels which gave her hips a feminen shape. Her face was troubling him because she wasn’t giving any emotion to them. ‘’Long time no see.’’ Jack greeted her with a warm hug and Hannibal noticed the warm smile on her lips. ‘’Let me introduce you to your new team. This is Will Graham,’’ Will gave her a short hand shake, ‘’And this is Doctor Hannibal Lecter. Our psychiatrist.’’ Hannibal stood up to greet her respectfully. ‘’Your reputation preceds you Doctor Lecter. Pleasure to meet you.’’ Young woman gave her a formal smile, ‘’I can say the same Doctor Y/L/N, I’ve read all of your articles.’’ He said confidently, ‘’I hope I didn’t bore you?’’ she joked. ‘’Nothing you write can bore me. Please, sit by me.’’ He offered the white couch next to his.

Jack gave her a file of what they knew about this killer, she gazed through pages and rolled her eyes, ‘’Male in late 30s, killing women, tell me something new Jack. This is boring.’’

Hannibal was shocked by her bold attitude, he heard stories of her being a wild woman and he could see the posibility of those stories being true.

‘’It gets interesting Y/N, this man only kills rich women and after he is done he paints on their bodies.’’ He put several pictures on the table. Women had famous paintings on their bodies,

‘’ Allegory of Spring by Sandro Botticelli, Summer by Jacopo Tintoretto, Venus and The Lute Player by Titan…’’

‘’What do you see?’’ Will asked her, ‘’This man is obsessed with renaissance paintings and he is quite good at painting. He needs time and silence to paint these, somewhere he can be himself, a place that he can hide the body. I need an office to profile him.’’ She said as she was standing, Hannibal could see that she was admiring the killer’s work, like he did.

Jack was about to speak, however Hannibal was quick, ‘’You can work in my office, we could work together to share ideas and catch this killer.’’ He offered kindly and could not help but sound dominant.

Y/N shrugged her shoulder, ‘’Fine. Let’s go.’’

Hannibal took her to his office, cancled all his meetings with his patientens. It was the first time she saw an office this big and aesthetically pleasing, the red walls held paintings, there was a ladder to upstairs which was a big library, it was a cold Baltimore day so Hannibal lit the fireplace, ‘’I’ve always recommend a glass of red wine before paperwork.’’ She her coat on a grey single couch, ‘’Yes please.’’

His desk was unbelievebly tidy, and clean, everything looked shiny, there was another small table close to fireplace, ‘’You can work there.’’ He said while pouring the red wine into thin glassess, she put her stuff on her new table. Instead of sitting she started to walk around, ‘’Can I see the upstairs? I love walking among books.’’ Hannibal extended her the glass, ‘’Of course Y/N, may I call you Y/N?’’ she took the glass, their fingers brushed for a second, ‘’Sure Hannibal.’’ She climbed the wooden stairs and gazed at the shelves. Most of his books were psychology and medicine related, however she saw classics as well. ‘’I take it that you like my office?’’ he was standing and watching her. ‘’Correct. It is like a museum and quiet honestly, I love your aesthetics. So gothic.’’

‘’Thank you.’’

She came down, ‘’Shall we start?’’ she settled on the table, the heat from the fireplace was soothing, there was a space between them so she could only see his back.

She got files from Jack and she was taking notes, trying to come up with ideas. She tied her messy ginger hair into a bun, few strands of hair found their way out, Hannibal came to her table. The red light coming from the fireplace made her look like she was the goddess Hestia, ‘’Join me for dinner.’’ He came to talk about their job but this came out of his mouth. She looked up to meet his brown eyes, he looked cordial,

‘’You don’t have to-‘’

‘’Please, I would love to have you over for dinner.’’

Y/N heard his dinner parties and secretly wanted to be a guest but she never had the opportunity before.

He was a confident man, she could see that and his presence made everyone be aware of what kind of a person he was, strong, mysterious, his gentleman behaviour didn’t go unnoticed.

‘’I would love that.’’ She tried to not show any excitement however, Hannibal read her face before she could turn her head.

After a week of working with the FBI Y/N got a letter to her hotel room;

O my Luve is like a red, red rose That’s newly sprung in June; O my Luve is like the melody That’s sweetly played in tune.

So fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I; And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a’ the seas gang dry.

Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi’ the sun; I will love thee still, my dear, While the sands o’ life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only luve! And fare thee weel awhile! And I will come again, my luve, Though it were ten thousand mile.

It was a poem written by Robert Burns , she brought the letter to FBI but they couldn’t find any prints.

‘’What does he mean by this poem?’’ Jack asked confused, ‘’I might have a theory.’’ All eyes were on Hannibal now. ‘’The poet, very artistically draws a picture of his profound love. He paints this picture with intense emotions. The speaker compares his beloved with “a red rose” and “sweet melody” to intensify his deep feelings for her. I think that our killer has eyes on Y/N.’’

She dropped the glass she was holding, she worked to create profiles of killers for years but this never happened to her before, ‘’What??’’

 Will helped her sit, ‘’We could use this, we could use her as a bait.’’ Jack as always was too interested in his work. Hannibal was standing next to her, he knew she needed comfort so he placed his hand gently on her shoulder.  ‘’What do you think Y/N?’’ He asked because he wanted her consent on this,  ‘’Jack is right. But how?’’

‘’We have to wait for another contact. He’ll try to talk to you. When he does we can work from there.’’ Jack simply said, ‘’But for now you can’t change your location. Don’t worry I’ll send people to look after you in that hotel.’’

Later Hannibal took her outside to get fresh air, it was a snowy day. Hannibal watched her cheeks and tip of her nose become red. ‘’I will come visit you to keep you company, if you want of course.’’

Y/N chuckled at how gentle he was, ‘’Am I amusing you?’’ he asked jokingly, ‘’Little bit, in a good way.’’ She confessed, he gave her a hug. Her head was on his chest, she could hear his heart beating, he caressed her soft ginger hair, he could smell the vanilla scent, it was a soothing smell to him. ‘’Don’t worry,’’ he whispered, ‘’I will protect you.’’ She could smell his parfume, it was intoxicating so she had to pull back to keep the professionalism. As they walked inside back she had this sudden feeling of chill in her body, like she was being watched by someone she looked back to see anything but there was no one.

It was late when she arrived at her hotel room, it was dark inside so she turned on the lights, threw her jacket somewhere and when to the bathroom to run herself a hot bath, she deserved it after all. She opened the bathroom door and she was about to walk in when she felt something covering her nose and mouth, the smell was strong and the last thing she knew was falling into someone’s arms.

Hannibal Lecter was at his home playing his harpsicord when he had a text message, it was from an unknown number. ‘’She is mine, forever. Don’t try to find her body because I will hide her somewhere safe, somewhere you cannot reach Doctor Lecter, or you can join me. The choice is yours.’’

First thing he did was calling Will and explaining what happened, later they find out that Y/N wasn’t at her hotel room.

Y/N felt she was cold, she opened her eyes to see the wooden roof, ‘’Where am I?’’ she couldn’t move or speak but she was awake, she was hearing Mozart’s Lacrimosa. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8oESM64gU5M&t=131s)

A tear left her eye and she saw a tall man with blue eyes looking at her, ‘’Shh, there is no need to cry Y/N,’’ he wiped the tear away, touched her soft ginger hair, ‘’You will be my masterpiece.’’ He had a clean shaven face, he had dark circles under his still blue eyes. She wanted to speak but was unable to, she was on a cold surface, her hands and feet were tied. ‘’Do you want to see yourself my love?’’

It wasn’t a question, he pressed a button and that surface she was on started to move, she saw a mirror right in front of her, she was naked and there was a painting on her abdomen. ‘’I haven’t finished yet but do you like it?’’ His voice was so calm, like they were good old friends who were just hanging out and it triggered her fight or flight mode, however she couldn’t do either.

She had to admit, he was a good painter. He wasn’t done but she could see that it was the replica of The Rapture of Psyche,

‘’Your pupils just dialeted…’’ he sounded shocked, ‘’You love my painting. I knew you would understand, you and Hannibal are different, I’m sure he has told you what kind of a monster he was,’’ he looked at her and understood that she was clueless. ‘’Oh you don’t know? This is going to be fun.’’ He pulled a brown stool and sat close to her abdomen and kept painting, ‘’Doctor Hannibal Lecter is many things, a well respected psychiatrist, a good friend and a marvelous mentor. I was his patient once, he let me came out of my shell, helped me with my first kill and look at me, I’m living my dream.’’  Throughout the days she noticed that Hannibal was a unique man, she went to his place for cooking once and the way he looked at her told her everything. He was hiding something, he wanted to share it with her at that moment but he couldn’t, something stopped him. ‘’I’m his creation, and you are mine, he has impact on everyone he encounters with, in a way he led you to me.’’ She could feel the soft brush on her skin, the wetness of the paints. She was crying without making any sound, ‘’Do you know how I kill women? Of course you do, after I’m done painting I inject my special cocktail in their veins and they die, just like sleeping. There is no pain.’’ Her life flashed before her eyes, every choice, every path she took ended her here, there was no hope, she was going to die in here and her friends will be the ones who will find her, she felt her cheeks get wet. He stoode up, looked at her entire body, ‘’Beautiful..’’ he whispered, and went to get his injection, ‘’Just so you know, you are the most smartest and the most beautiful woman I have ever met Y/N, I wish we had more time-‘’ ‘’You don’t have to tell her that, she knows her worth.’’

A sound came from the back, ‘’Hannibal?’’ she thought with relief but she remembered what this killer said and her body shivered.  ‘’I knew you would come. Shall we finish her together?’’ The blue eyed man said smiling, she could hear Hannibal walk towards them, she saw two men coming face to face, ‘’Not this time.’’ and Hannibal, with a quick hand movement took the injection from him and slit his throat with a small knife he had under his sleeve. She watch the gush of blood spill on her naked body, and watched the man fall to the ground. She was shocked but what surprised her the most was how calm Hannibal was, what that man said was true, it wasn’t his first kill. Hannibal turned to her, cut the ropes on her hands and feet, looked at the painting for a second and his brown eyes met her Y/E/C eyes, ‘’Like I said before, I will always protect you.’’ it was a promise. He took of his jacket and laid it on her naked body, later he took her body into his arms and left the abandoned farm they were in. FBI was outside and he took her to the ambulance, she had no bruises and the thing he injected her to make her not move was losing it’s effect quickly. As people were checking her she held Hannibal’s tie, ‘’D- don’t go.’’ He stayed in that ambulance  and held her hand while paramedics did their job, he had this instinct to be around her all the time, protect her and keep her safe. It wasn’t a paternal feeling, it was something else. Later that night Jack told Hannibal to take Y/N with him, ‘’She should be in a home instead of a damn hotel room.’’ And Hannibal didn’t complain, he was happy to have her. The car ride was silent, she was still thinking about what happened, she almost died and the things that man said… she let him help her out of the car and they walked inside. She watched her put his keys in a bowl and walking into his livingroom where the fireplace was lit.

‘’Did you listen to what he said?’’ She asked, he was removing his tie, ‘’Yes.’’ He simply answered. ‘’So everything he said was true?’’ She was still naked under his big coat and she felt vulnerable, she wouldn’t be able to run if he tried to attack her, but somehow she also felt safe, she was almost certain that he wouldn’t try to do anything.. almost.‘’Yes, Y/N. Everything he said is true,’’ he took a step towards her and watched her take a step back, ‘’But this will change nothing, I will never hurt you and I will certainly never forgive anyone who lays a finger on you. Even before he said those things about me,’’ he took another step, ‘’deep down you knew it.’’ And another step, ‘’You knew that I was a dangerous man and yet,’’ now her back was pressed against a wall, ‘’you still came to my house, came into my life. There is no going back now little girl,’’ he placed his hand on her cold cheek, ‘’you cannot deny what we have.’’ She found herself pressing her cheek against his big palm, she liked the heat. He came close and gave her a soft kiss, she didn’t move her lips first because still didn’t know what to do, what to say, but she gave in. She kissed him back, his hand went to her hair, he wanted to be rough, she could feel it but he was holding back, he removed the jacket she had and pulled back. ‘’I will run you a bath, come with me.’’

She didn’t care that she was naked, she held his hand and together they walked the stairs.As he was filling the tub she looked around, it was a big place, everything looked expensive. There was a tall mirror, the painting was still on her body, she looked tired, her hair looked wild, Hannibal came and held her close to him. His hands wraped around her, he placed a kiss on her shoulder, ‘’Let’s get you cleaned up.’’ For minutes there was no sound, he was cleaning her abdomen with a lufa. Her eyes were closed, she was enjoying the moment, ‘’How long have you been killing people?’’ she asked which stopped him and made him look at her. ‘’Do not worry yourself with small details Y/N, let me take care of you, I have plans for us.’’ After the long bath he helped her out, wrapped her body with a black towle, when he was done he held her shoulders, eyes never leaving her Y/E/C. The steam in the room made his face shine, ‘’You take my bed, I will sleep in the guest room.’’ he figured she might want to be alone for the night, he was wrong. She raised on her tiptoes and kissed him, ‘’Don’t leave me.’’ She whispered into his ear and he felt his entire body go numb. She found herself pressed against the edge of the marble sink, legs were open and he was in between them. Their kiss wasn’t like the first one, this was more intense, more desperate. She jumped to his lap and he took them out of the bathroom, now they were in his big bedroom. He laid her on the satin dark blue sheets, her golden hair spread on the pillow, ‘’A sight only to my eyes..’’ he thought.

He removed her black towle and she helped him took off his clothes, even though he was older than her he looked good. He wasn’t beefy but he was fit, he looked at her and saw the raw feeling of lust, he was not disappointed. ‘’Spread your legs for me love.’’ He frist kissed her breasts, sucked the tits and toyed with them, didn’t forget to leave bruises and he came to her belly, gave her soft kisses and heard her sweet moans, she was like a cat. It made him smile, he came down slowly, it was torture to both of them but he liked it, he could get the scent of her wet cunt and it sent waves of excietment to his body but he wanted to please her first, she had a horrible night and he wanted to take care of her, show her she that she can trust him completely and give in to him, no questions asked. He found her clit and and started to play with it swas sensual and slow, his other hand was squeezing her thigh. He could see that she was enjoying herself so he moved his fingers to labia up and down, left and right, she was so wet he was fighting his inner demons to stay calm. Her breathing was louder so he was on good track, he came closer and blew his hot breath on her sensetive cunt and she was writhing under his spell.  

And now he was givig small licks to all around he clitoris, he just teased her few times and later he used his tongue, he was building the pressure. Her hand went to his hair, pulled hard but he didn’t complain, in fact he was turned on. ‘’You liked that love?’’ He looked up to meet her eyes, ‘’You like my tongue on you?’’ she couldn’t speak for a second and he slapped her thigh, ‘’I asked you a question little girl.’’‘’Y- yes! Please..’’His fingers were running down on her thighs as he was eating her he grabbed them hard and she arched her back. He slowly inserted a finger into her wet pussy, he was moving it  in and out, her reaction made him curl his finger up towards her g-spot. He didn’t forget to give her clitoris some love too, he added another finger and got faster because even though it was their first time he could see that she was getting close. He kept penetrating and eating her until she came, her legs were shaking and she was out of breath. His chin was covered with her cum and it sent heath to her cheeks. He climbed on her to gave her a slow kiss. His hard cock was on her stomach, craving for attention.

‘’I want you Hannibal.’’ She said looking into his eyes, trying to read his mind, ‘’Your wish is my command love.’’ He smirked. She opened her legs again, he placed his cock on her entrance, she could feel the precum. ‘’I will be gentle at first, warn me if I hurt you.’’ This man just ate her out like a starved mortal minutes ago but know he was concerned and looked worried. She could see he was bigger than any other men she slept with but she could take it. He slowyl inserted himself in her, and his eyes never left her, it was so intimate that she felt she could cum right there. He was balls deep in her and pulled back slowly, slammed back little faster, her whimpers were music to his ears and he got faster. Her long nails left red marks on his back and he licked how that felt, she could be though and next time he promised himself to let her dominant side shine. Hannibal was a man who never showed his true side and his true intentions but he felt like this woman could understand her, and maybe he could draw her into his darkness.

Their bodies had their own thoughts, they were moving together and their rhythm was unique. ‘’Hannibal…’’ she moaned his name countless times, ‘’You are so thight Y/N..’’ he was shocked to see that Y/N had this effect on him. ‘’Come on my cock.’’ He could feel her coming closer, they were panting and covered in sweat, ‘’You can do it again darling, I know it. Yes, that’s right.. come on my cock like a good girl.’’ And she saw stars, he didn’t pull out, came in her, it was like there was primitive man in him, ‘’Mine..’’ he thought. He kissed her and pulled out. ‘’Come to Florance with me.’’ He said which shocked himself, ‘’W- what?’’‘’I want to show you everything about myself, my path is dark but… with you, I think we can do it together. Be my partner in crime.’’Y/N didn’t exactly know what would happen but she didn’t want to live all alone in her house. She always wanted to on an adventure and the adventure found her.

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Dangerous Game

Pairing: Hannibal x Female Reader

Genre: Romance, Slow burn.

Warnings: Mention of murder.

Summary: Y/N Hobbs an opera singer and also the eldest adopted daughter of The Minnesto Shrike, and her entire life changes after what happened. She will be the object of affection of a certain psychopath, whether she likes it or not.

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Chapter 14 Final

It was 8.00 pm, Hannibal was at his office as usual, his last patient left few minutes ago so he poured himself a glass of wine and wanted to draw before he left. Imagining Y/N at home cooking dinner or greeting him made him smile. After Y/N shared her tragic backstory he felt closer to her, he also  had ups and downs which let him to be a murderer just like her, and now he put Will locked up in a criminally insane institute, there was nothing to come between them. Hannibal wanted to tell Y/N everything but it just wasn't the time, she was broken, mourning and when she was ready Hannibal promised himself to tell her the truth. Abigail was still alive, she was in a country house in Baltimore, it was his plan to move Will and the FBI out of the picture, and now his new step was to tell everything to her and taking Abigail with them when they escape.  Everything was moving smoothly, just like he planned, he raised his head at the sudden thunder, it was going to rain. Another sound made him stop drawing a picture of Y/N, yes all he draw was her face lately. His office door was opened by Y/N, she walked in.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QdIYVXCfrQM&list=RDKIMf8cJ5UeA&index=7 (read the rest while listening to this song)

''Hello Y/N.'' Hannibal was surprised to see her here, ''Hi Hannibal.'' but something was wrong, she didn't look happy, her face looked like she just saw a ghost. ''I thought you would be at home.''

She closed the door and leaned her back on it, ''Just wanted to visit you.'' he didn't believe her, he was a therapist, he could read emotions. ''Are you sure? You look pale.'' She didn't answer, just looked at his brown eyes, ''What the matter? Did you visit Will again?'' Again, no answer. She started o walk towards him slowly, eyes connected.

''How could you?!'' 

Hannibal was confused, ''What do you mean?'' his hand went to his open drawer on his right, found the surgical lancet, she pulled out a notebook from her bag. ''This is Abigail's diary, whe we were little I showed her a trick.'' Now that she was close he could see she was crying before coming here. She pulled a UV light pen, turned on the light at the tip, ''See?'' she put the notebook on the brown table, saw what Hannibal was drawing, she showed the secret messege.

''Doctor Hannibal Lecter told me he was the one who called our house that morning and caused dad to kill mom and almost kill me. Later he killed Marrisa, and confessed he killed people before, and helped me hide Nick Boyle's body. If you are reading this than it means something bad happened to me, Y/N, he is not to be trusted. Ask help from Will.''

She read it out loud, her voice was shaking, she dropped the UV light pen. She searched his face for any objection, she waited him to say ''No, it wasn't me.'' but nothing came out. ''Oh my god, it's true.'' She breathed out, Hannibal was silent, her fight or flight instinct made it hard to think, she felt her heart beat go fast and her blood boiling. She turned to run away from him but he was quick. Even though he didn't want to hurt her he pulled her hair to bring her back. She screamed, tried to get away. He pushed her to the table, she dropped the wine glass and heard it crash. He was in between her legs, pressing her throat so that she would stay put. Her legs were tied to his waist, ''Listen to me,'' he covered her mouth to stop her yelling. 

''I'm not the man you think I am. I would never do anything to hurt you, I killed people just like you killed your parents, I had to kill Tobias because he was going to hurt you, do you understand that? I did it for you, I love you Y/N.''

She could see tears forming in her beautiful eyes, eyes that he adored, he let loose of his grip and she stood up to run again but he catched her arm, now her back was pressed to his chest. She was crying, ''Shh, I got you now.'' he held her waist with one hand and with other caressed her hair, ''I know you love me too Y/N, I have plans for us. So please, don't ruin us.'' She turned to him, eyes red, ''You killed Abigail...'' she yelled, now was the time so Hannibal confessed. ''She is still alive. I would never hurt her, we're going to be a family, we'll raise her together. You and me.'' he kissed her knuckles. ''W-what?'' 

''I can take you to her.'' Hannibal offered, ''I'm scared of you.'' She said looking into his eyes. She was scared, shaking, ''What if he kills me?'' ''I would never hurt you, Y/N, I love you in my own dark twisted way.''

''Then take me to my sister.''

She couldn't believe her eyes, Abigail was alive and well, Hannibal was telling the truth.  He sat them down and told him his plan, he was going to frame Will and they were going to leave together. Y/N was still scared and nervous, of course she was a murderer too but she did it to protect herself. Hannibal was killing to have fun, she watched him talking about his plan, he looked determined, he promised to keep them safe drom any harm and for once in her life she felt like someone was there for her, Hannibal was willing to protect her and kill for her if he had to. 

They came back home leaving Abigail at that country house. She was silent, trying to comprehend what just happened, ''Y/N, say something.'' he held her hands, she closed her eyes for a moment. ''If you won't have me you can leave right now. I won't hunt you down, I will let you go. You don't have to see me ever again. But, if there is even a small chance for us say it.'' 

She opened her eyes, he was on his knees, she looked down and met his brown eyes. 

''I love you.'' She said and held his warm  cheeks and gave him a deep kiss, ''I love you.'' he whispered back.

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Dangerous Game

Hannibal X Female Reader

Genre: Romance, slow burn, sexual content.

Warnings; SMUT! +18

Summary: Y/N Hobbs an opera singer and also the eldest adopted daughter of The Minnesto Shrike, and her entire life changes after what happened. She will be the object of affection of a certain psychopath, whether she likes it or not.

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Chapter 13

Hannibal woke up early as usual, pale sun light were filling the room, Y/N's back was pressed to his chest, they were naked. Her body was warm and inviting, he watched her sleep, she looked peacefull. Her Y/H/C hair was spread on his navy blue pillow,

''Divine.'' 

was his first thought,he touched her hair softly, trying not to wake her up.

''Soft.''

He placed a kiss on her shoulder, a wicked thought crossed his mind. He kissed her jaw, kissed the purple bruises on her neck and felt proud. He moved the silk sheet slowly, her naked boobs were his next target. He toyed with them, pinched the erect tips and heard her moan. And then he took one of the them into his wet mout, licked and sucked like an ice cream, she moved under him but was still asleep, he tortured the other one as well and then moved to her belly, left soft kisses as he was touching her boobs. 

He could feel himself getting hard but he wanted to focus on her first, please her, hear her moans. He came to her inner thighs, kissed them and gave them good bites which will turn red soon. Her hands started to move, her glistening heat drove him crazy. He slipped his wet tongue to her entrance, he was giving small licks and kisses and biting her clit and his actions didn't go unnoticed she was moving her hips towards his hungry mouth, her lips were parted and she was enjoying herself but what shocked Hannibal was she was still asleep, ''Maybe she thinks it's a wet dream.'' and it made his member twitch. His lips were working wonders, the wet sound was filling his ears, he was holidng her thighs with a tight grip to lock her. Her hands went to his hair, he smiled. He knew she was close so he flicked his tongue over her entrance mercilessly and soon she came into his mouth, her eyes were wide open and she gasped. Hannibal looked at her from between her thighs, ''Morning love.''

She had a lazy smile on her lips, ''Morning baby.''

''Ready for round two?'' Hannibal asked shamelessly, she could see the thin layer of her arousal on his lips and chin, ''Come here.'' she said and Hannibal kissed her steamy. She could taste herself in his hot tongue, it turned her on. As she pulled back to look at him in the eye she found herself wondering about something... 

''What is it love?'' Hannibal could see she had something in her mind. Her cheeks got red with the thought, ''Can I be on top daddy?'' 

She could literally see his pupils go wider than usual, ''You wanna make daddy feel good?'' he asked and sucked her earlobe, ''Yeah, please.'' 

he laid on his back and she climbed him like climbing a tree. He placed his hands on her thighs, caressing gently, she teased him by grinding on his cock first, his head fell back to his pillow, ''Baby girl stop. Take it like a good girl yeah?'' she chuckled and he could swear it was the naughtiest thing he had ever heard. 

She decided that it was enough so she slowly sank down and took him fully, she waited for few seconds to adjust to his size because she was still sour from last night, later she started to move slowly, Hannibal wanted to just push her back into the mattress and pound her hard like an animal but that could wait. 

She got faster with the little help of Hannibal and now they were cursing, sweating ''That's it sweetheart, hop on daddy's cock like a good girl you are. You feel so thight baby.'' He knew she liked praises and it made her walls got thighter, she moaned her name several times and he couldn't take it anymore. Hannibal pushed her into the mattress, guided her legs on to his shoulders and it gave him the perfect angle to pound into her faster and harder. Y/N screamed his name in surprise, she was seeing a new side of him and she liked it. The obscene slapping sound filled the empty room, Hannibal first was hesitant and he read her face like a book, she was enjoying herself and it relieved him. 

''Daddy-'' She found herself screaming, ''Yeah baby? Does daddy doing a good job fucking you hard? Tell daddy how much you love his cock.'' 

She was a mess, instead of replying she moaned but Hannibal didn't like it so he stopped his movements, burried deep inside of her but not moving, Y/N whined in disapointment. ''Talk to daddy or I won't move.'' He sounded dominant, in control and she felt her heat shudder. ''Yes daddy, I love your cock in me so much please keep going. Pleaseee...''

He liked what he heard so he kept on fucking her hard and fast and soon Y/N came for the second time, she bit her lips, her legs were shaking hard. Hannibal watched this divine creature shaking and begging and blood rushed to his cock, he came. She could feel his cum in her warm and intimate. He collapsed on top of her, trying not to crush her. ''I can do this all day.'' Hannibal said with amusement dripping from his tongue, Y/N giggled like a school girl and blushed, ''What about breakfast?'' 

''Sounds great.''

After Breakfast Hannibal had patients to see so he had to leave, Y/N got dressed and went to see Will Graham, she had to know how he killed her sister or if he killed her. Where they took him was high security mental institute for criminally insane people, he was spending his days in a cell but when he had a visitor he was taken to a bright room. 

''You are not here for chit-chat I know but I need you to listen to me Y/N,'' He started and she didn't say anything so he continued, ''I didn't kill Abigail, I didn't kill all of those people they acuse me of. I only know this, stay away from Hannibal Lecter. He is dangerous, since he is a therapist he can manipulate anyone he lays his eyes on. He is the reason why I'm here.'' 

Y/N was shocked, ''They said you were mental but I didn't think you were this gone. Hannibal loved Abigail like she was his own child, there is no way he could hurt her.'' She crossed her arms in a defensive manner, ''Read Abigail's diary, you will understand. Her stuff was taken by the FBI but Jack will give the diary to you.'' Will sounded insane. She bolted to her feet, ''I'm here to say goodbye Will, I'll see you in hell.'' as she grabbed her coat to leave Will was screaming, ''STAY AWAY FROM HANNIBAL! HE IS DANGEROUS! HE WON'T HESITATE TO KILL YOU!''

Y/N found herself at the doors of Jack Crawford's office, ''This is a waste of time. Will is the murderer...'' she knocked on the door and entered. ''Then why do I have this bitter taste in my mouth?''

''I want my sister's diary, you can keep the rest as evidence.'' She was sitting on the chair and being observed by him. ''Why now?'' Jack asked curious, it had been weeks but now Y/N was demanding the diary. ''I miss her.'' It was the truth and Jack didn't have to know the other reason. ''Wait here.''

The diary was broen and thick, Abigail loved writing so Y/N got her a diary when she was 7 and ever since she was writing her day to day life. Y/N was on a taxi going back to Hannibal's house, she still couldn't believe what happened last night, they slept together but she felt like she was dreaming, she felt comfortable around him but sometimes when he was silent she felt goosebumps on her skin, he had a bold spirit, he knew how to keep his posture confidently. 

''Maybe I feel like this because he is much older than me.''

She paid the driver and walked to the house, Hannibal gave her a spare key before. The first thing she did was reading Abigail's diary to find anything about what Will said to her. She didn't mention her plans to Hannibal because he was protective of her, she read the pages carefully but nothing seemed out of the ordinary. ''Maybe I'll give it a look later.''

She wanted to prepare dinner for them so after taking a shower she went to the kitchen, Everyday Hannibal arrived at the house at 8.pm so she still had time. She decided to make Spaghetti with Lobster Pomodoro and she got to work.

Hannibal closed his eyes with the sudden fresh smell coming from the kitchen, ''Lobster, pasta.. is that parsley?'' he ad a sensetive nose, he hanged his coat, put the keys on the bowl and walked to his kitchen. She was there singing and finishing the dish with the final touch. ''She looks comfortable, like she had been living with me for years.''

''Hey.'' She said without turning to him, she always sensed his presence even without looking. ''I made Spaghetti with Lobster Pomodoro. Hungry?'' Hannibal gave her a hug, ''Yes but not for food.'' he smirked, ''That will happen after the dinner Doctor.'' playfully said. ''Let's eat. White wine?'' Hannibal went to open a cupboard, ''Sure.''

Hannibal talked about how much he missed her and she blushed, ''I missed you too Hannibal.'' but there was something in her, like she was disturbed. ''Anything new?'' He asked sipping his wine, ''Nothing.'' she replied quickly and that was suspicious. He watched her drink her wine, ''Are you sure?''

Y/N rolled her eyes, ''Look don't get mad but I went to see Will.'' Hannibal was always right and sometimes it annoyed him. ''Y/N I told you not to see him, what did he say?'' 

Y/N noticed the change in his behaviour, he looked calm but deep down his hunter switch was turned, it had been a while since he went on a human hunt. ''He accused you of murders, crazy right?'' Y/N asked casually but something was wrong, he was silent. She felt the goosebumps again.

''Yes, crazy.''

That night Hannibal said he had to work so locked himself in his study room but he could hear her steps around the house, he didn't mind and kept on working. Y/N was holding Abigail's diary, there was nothing suspicious, she read it over and over again and then she remembered something, when they were little Y/N told her to write with Invisible UV pen to hide things. ''Where can I find UV light?'' She couldn't just ask Hannibal, ''I'll get it tomorrow.''

Next morning Y/N went outside after breakfast, she said to Hannibal that she needed some female products. She finally found what she was looking for and got back home, Hannibal was gone. She opened the diary and used the light, the she was right Abigail hid things in the diary, she dropped the notebook when she finished reading. Her hands were shaking and she had trouble breathing, Will was right, he was right all along.

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Dangerous Game

Hannibal X Female Reader

Genre: Romance, Slow burn, SMUT IS HERE!

Warnings; SMUT! Unprotected sex, wrap it before tap it guys!

Summary: Y/N Hobbs an opera singer and also the eldest adopted daughter of The Minnesto Shrike, and her entire life changes after what happened. She will be the object of affection of a certain psychopath, whether she likes it or not.

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Chapter 12

To cheer Y/N, Hannibal wanted to cook with her, she was in his house for days now and all she did was eat, talk to him a little and then sleep. She was mourning it was obvious but Hannibal wanted to see her smile, see her happy again. ''What are we making?'' She came to the kitchen, her Y/H/C hair was damp and she smelled like his shampoo, he swallowed. ''Uni pasta, I remembered Abigail's comment about your cooking skills. Want a challenge?'' She came closer in the kitchen, ''What is the challenge?'' she asked. She had an oversized hoodie and shorts, ''As you can see I made you a small place over there, we will make Uni pasta but seperately. At the end we'll give each other points. How does that sound?'' He asked washing his hands clean. ''If you are preapred to shed tears Doctor, why not?'' He saw the spark in her Y/E/CA eyes, it was working. The way she called him doctor made things to his body, things he wanted to show to her but it was too soon. ''Let's go!''

While they were cooking he heard her sing to herself, it was like a whisper and he loved it, he used to cook with Alana Bloom in his kitchen but she was a friend and he necer saw her more than a tool, Y/N was something else. The way she moved in his kitchen, the way she held herself left him in awe. Even though she was in pain right now she looked strong, bold and ready to fight. Their bodies had their own will because every time she came to where Hannibal stood her hand or his lightly brushed the other. ''May I have the salt?'' She asked under her long eye lashes, he was taller than her so she had to move her head up to meet his burning gaze. Hannibal almost dropped the white porcelain plate, ''Here you go.'' their fingers touched. Y/N felt uneasy around him, because she wanted to touch him, feel him but she also needed time and it hurt her. As the perfect smell filled their nostrils Hannibal prepared a salad for them. They were done and moved everything to the dining room, ''I wanna try yours first.'' she said excited, his plan worked. Y/N's eyes went back when she tasted the food, he was a great chef, Hannibal first drank his red wine and then tasted her food, he moand softly. It brought Y/N back to reality, she watched his sharp jaw move, he closed his brown eyes, ''You like it?'' she asked curiously. ''10/10, Abigail was right, you are really good at cooking.'' Y/N pressed her legs together with the compliment, Hannibal noticed that she loved getting praises, ''We can call it a tie then.'' they kept eating and talking. Hannibal wanted to throw another dinner party and wanted her to sing but he didn't say anything yet, she needed little bit more time to heal.

After the dinner they washed the dishes together in silence, it wasn't an awkard silence, it felt calm and domestic, Hannibal felt he could do this everyday, he could come home to see her in his house, watch her walk around, smell her intoxcitaing scent. ''Hannibal?'' She was drying her hands with a white kitchen towel, ''Could you.. play the harpsichord for me tonight, of course i'll understand if you were tired and had other plans tonight.'' she tried not to look into his eyes, her cheeks were getting red. Hannibal smiled, held her warm cheeks and made her look. ''What a lovely idea.'' She blushed again, over the days Hannibal noticed her looking at the harpsichord in the living room and he patiently waited for her to ask and that day finally came. He took her hand and made her follow him, he settled on the small chair, rolled up his sleeves which was a scene Y7N thought sexy. ''I composed this  myself, after I met you.'' It was true, after the day they met in the hospital he found himself thinking about her and playing, he took notes and for hours he played. He heard her giggle, and it might've been the sweetes sound he ever heard. He made her sat next to her, the chair was small so their legs were pressing to one another, every note evoked something in her, the melody was bold yet with a touch of exuberant vitality... rich and heavy. As he was done she placed her head on his shoulder, ''This is alluring Hannibal, you have a gift.'' she lifted her head to meet his gaze. ''I wrote it for you, you are my muse Y/N. Never forget that.'' 

At that moment the world stopped around them, only they existed, she leaned in and placed a soft kiss on his plump lips. Hannibal happily replied, holding her jaw. She could taste the wine on his tongue sweet an sour, his hands went to her waist and guided her to sit on his lap. His warm fingers were sliding on her arms and leaving goosebumps on her skin, he broke the kiss, looked into her eyes to see any sign of discomfort. ''Do you want this?'' He asked to be sure, ''Yes.. please.''

He started to kiss her cheek, came down to her jaw and bit. Y/N shivered, her hands were in his messy hair and she pulled them gently. That must have triggered him because he stood up while she was still on her lap and placed her on the keys of harpsichord, the melody it made explained their situation. He took off her oversized hoodie, she had dark red lace bra. He threw the hoodie God knows where and touched her clothed breasts, her head fell back, his big hands went down played with the shorts, Y/N lifted her butt up and Hannibal pulled it down, he was happy to see she was wearing matching underwear. He kept on kissing her exposed neck, bit few times, came to her collarbone and then went down, his hands quickly opend the straps of her bra. He took a step back to worship her, she had this urge to cover herself but Hannibal gently held her wrists, ''I'm in awe of your beauty darling, no need to cover yourself. Let me worhsip you properly.'' his words had an effect between her legs, she was getting wetter. He played with her breasts, kissed and bit. His mouth sucked them, Y/N was a moaning mess, when his mouth made that obscene sound of pop she whimpered. He kissed her steamy, one hand around her waist, the other holding her head, fingers tangled in her hair. His tongue stroked hers, he pulled back, ''We should take this upstairs.'' she lost her ability to speak so she nodded.

Y/N moaned when Hannibal found her sweet spot, it was right on the base of her neck. He threw her into his silk sheated bed, it felt cold to touch, his eyes were dark now, filled with lust. He undressed himself quickly and his thick member hit his lower abdomen, Hannibal chuckled when he saw her looking at it, he stroked himself slowly, ''You want it? Baby girl say the word and i'll give it to you.'' he came to kiss her belly, slowly making his way to the her panties and he pulled it down with his teeth. ''Answer me when I talk to you baby girl.'' His dominant tone turned her on even more, ''Yes, I want you Hannibal.''

His hands went to her boobs, toyed with them again, his member was touching her inner thigh, each touch drew her crazy. His fingers went between her legs to test the waters, ''Barely touched you and you are dripping. Such a good girl.'' his praise made her move her hips, he chuckled darkly. ''Fuck Hannibal... please.''

''Please what? Tell me baby girl.'' He had this smug smile on his face, ''I want you inside me.'' she confessed, ''Good girl.'' he whispered placing himself between her thighs. He touched her wet pussy with the tip of his cock, traced it up and down and she shivered. He was teasing her and testing her patience, she whined. 

''Tell me how mıch you want my cock in you.'' He bent down to kiss her lips as he was rubbing his tip rather slowly. ''I want you so bad Doctor Lecter...'' It triggered him, she could see a switch in his eyes being turned on.

''Fuck!'' He couldn't take it anymore, you had been teasing him and calling him Doctor Lecter for days now, his length went in, when he was fully in Y/N he left a soft moan, ''You are so tight baby, fuck!'' it had been a while since she had sex with someone and he was bigger than any of her ex partner, she felt a sweet sting, he waited for few seconds so that she could get used to his size. When she reached to kiss him he took it as a sign to move out, as they were kissing he was penetrating her, taking his sweet time. She felt the vein of his member, and his tip brushing her walls, he was being careful, usually he wasn't like this but he didn't want to hurt Y/N. She wanted more, ''Faster please...'' she panted and Hannibal was happy to oblige. Her legs were rapped around his waist, she could see the thin layer of sweat on his body, he started to pound into her relentlessly. ''Oh my- daddy..'' She even shocked herself, she had this daddy kink but never called any of her ex partners daddy. She thought that maybe they would misjudge her but Hannibal made her feel safe and loved. Hannibal loved the nickname, ''Yeah baby girl? Does daddy making you feel good?'' she moaned as he kept his insanely fast pace, ''Yes daddy.'' 

''You are so tight baby,'' he said as he moved his hips against her, the slapping sound of flesh was music to their ears. His mouth was on her again, he was drinking every moan, groan from her. Her nails were digging his shoulders, leaving bloody marks. His abs were rubbing against her sweat covered skin, he moved his head on the crook of her neck, he groaned as his movements became sloppy, he felt her walls thightening, ''You wanna come sweety? You wanna come on daddy's cock?''

''Yeah, can I come daddy? Please..'' she asked her eyes were rolling back, hair spread on his pillow. ''Yes little girl, come for daddy like the good girl you are.'' he said groaning, she felt the sweet knot in her belly, and his words pushed her from the edge. She came, hard. Her legs were shaking like jelly, she could hear him whisper her name again and again, and she felt her warm load shooting inside. He placed his forehead on hers, it was an intimate gesture and she liked it. His body went limp and he fell on top of her, he chuckled, ''Daddy huh?'' she playfully hit his shoulder, ''I like it though, you were so good darling.'' 

''You too love.'' she said smiling, brushing his hair. Soon they drifted to sleep.

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Dangerous Game

Pairing: Hannibal x Female Reader

Genre: Romance, Slow burn, SMUT in the future.

Warnings:None.

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Summary: Y/N Hobbs an opera singer and also the eldest adopted daughter of The Minnesto Shrike, and her entire life changes after what happened. She will be the object of affection of a certain psychopath, whether she likes it or not.

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Chapter 11

It had been weeks since the awful news, Will Graham was sent to a criminally insane hospital, he was charged with God  knows how many murders. Y/N spent her days in her home, basically isolated herself from the outside world, not calling anyone, however Hannibal Lecter went to her home to bring her dinner every evening. He knew that she would skip meals and he wanted to support her, even though he was involved with Abigail's situation which Y/N didn't know anything about. Hannibal was careful with her becuse after years this was the first time he wanted to impress someone, make her see him and maybe love him deeply. Their relationship was on a thin ice but he was determined to make it work for both of them. 

''Why are you so kind to me?'' Y/N asked while sitting and observing the food he brought, he was at the end of the small kitchen table. ''Because I care about you darling.'' He said as he drank his red wine, ''I still can't believe she is gone.'' she whined and held her face in her hands, she wasn't crying anymore, all the agony and pain was burnt already, all she did was to stare at the walls of her house all day, she wasn't even taking care of her plants. Abigail's body wasn't found so it made her even angrier. ''I have an idea.'' Hannibal stood up and came close, ''Tomorrow come to my office, I can also be your therapist Y/N, if you allow me.'' she didn't know what to say, this man was also mourning the loss of Abigail but all he wanted was to take care of Y/N. As he saw the frown on her pretty face he spoke again, ''Think about it before you say no, please.''  his shiny brown eyes were on her Y/E/C ones, sometimes they could just connect and understand each other by just looking into one another's eyes. ''I will.'' It was a promise, he knew that, rest of the night they ate in silence, Hannibal stayed with her until she fell asleep, it was their new thing. Y/N was having nightmares and everynight she had trouble sleeping so Hannibal offered to stay until she slept, he was in the bed with her, her hand on his moving chest. She was drifted into dream land and he decided to leave, but as he was slowly getting up she held his hand unconsciously. ''Maybe I could stay a little bit longer.'' He thought for a second and decided to stay with her, it was calming him to listen her breathing steadily and before he knew he fell asleep. 

He had to wake up early and leave because he had a patient to see so he prepared a breakfast for her, left a note and took his things, he walked into her bedroom before he left. She was still sleeping, hair messy on her pillow, blanket covering her half naked body tightly. He remembered a poem;

“She walks in Beauty, like the night

Of cloudness climes and starry skies,

And all that’s best of dark and bright

Meet in her aspect and her eyes…”

it was written by Lord Byron, he inhaled sharply and had to leave because if he stayed longer he knew he would get back in bed to just watch her for hours. Y/N woke up and touched the empty side of the bed, it was cold. She opened her eyes, Hannibal was gone but his elegant parfume lingered in the air. She took a quick shower and walked to her kitchen, breakfast was ready and she found a note on the kitchen island. ''See you soon darling, hopefully today.''

She smiled to herself, she knew she had to go to therapy so it was pointless to avoid his offer. She sat and ate her delicious breakfast, later she dressed up, it felt good to do her make-up and hair, she missed this,  she missed going out. It was lunch time when she arrived at his office, Hannibal was escorting one of his patients and saw her sitting on a chair waiting him. He smiled at her, ''Please come in.'' she walked inside rather timidly, she was walking as his patient, not his partner. She sat on that grey couch, ''Are we really doing this?'' she asked carefully. ''I tried to treat Will, he was my friend and patient.'' the mention of Will Graham sent anger waves to her entire body, he saw that. He sat and took his notebook, ''Let's start with Will Graham shall we?'' he picked the pen, ''Tell me your honest thoughts of him.''

She had to think deeply first, ''I don't hate him for some reason, I know he is charged with the murder of my sister but.. what Jack told me was that he was sick at the time and now he is in good hands, getting medical and mental treatment. What I hate is that he denied me the closure.''

''What closure would that be?''

''He denied me the rights of burying my sister, I want my closure Doctor Lecter.'' She gave out a sarcastic laugh, the way she said ''Doctor Lecter.'' sent shivers to his spine. '' I feel like Antigone.'' Antigone was one of her favorites when it came to Greek tragedies. ''What if her body is getting eaten by vultures like Antigone's brother Polyneices?'' 

Hannibal took notes first, ''So in your story Creon is Will Graham, am I your Haemon?''

She blushed, ''Yes, I think so. However, they commited suicide, so I hope we won't end up like them.'' Y/N was playing with her nails,  nervous to talk about Abigail. He wanted to change the topic, ''Did the breakfast satisfied you?'' she touched her belly, ''Yes, everytime you prove yourself to be quite the chef.''

''You are mourning Y/N, it prevents you to take care of yourself and I want to help you, I want to ease your pain. I  do not wish to cross any boundaries but..'' he stopped for a second, she looked curious. ''I would like you to come and live with me, until you are fully recovered.'' Her jaw dropped, he was literally asking her to move in with him. ''Hannibal...'' She protested, the thing was that Y/N never liked to be a burden, ''I don't want you to answer now, just think about it carefully.'' his eyes met hers, he looked achingly vulnerable and loving all at once, obviously he wanted her to say yes but she had to figure it out on her own time. ''This would be a big step.'' Her smile was shy and sweet, different scenarios moving before her eyes, ''Why do I hesitate?'' was the first thought, she watched him take notes. ''How can someone be so elegant when he is doing just a simple task?'' She missed him throughout these last weeks, yes he was there to soothe her pain but he never touched her and never kissed her. He was a gentleman, she knew that and she was glad he didn't try to do anything fishy, it gave her hope. Hope of a better and clearer future.

After 2 days of thinking she agreed to move in with him, Alana helped her pack and move her belongings to Hannibal's house. She only took few books and 2 bags of clothing because the situation was temporary, Hannibal had already a spare key, and looked excited. ''I prepared the guest room for you'' He said holding her hand and guiding her, her room was on the same floor as his, he wanted to give her a personal space and she thanked him for it. It was a big room with a queen sized bed, a study table, the windows were facing his backyard, she would watch the snow flakes. The walls were blue, it gave a dark but calm ambiance, there was a fireplace too. She saw the big painting on the wall, a woman was on a bed, naked and she was looking directly to Y/N. In her left hand she was holding flowers, and her left hand was placed on her womanhood. 

''Venus of Urbino.'' Hannibal came to her and held her, her back as pressed to his firm chest and both of them were admiring the painting, ''Oil painting by Italian painter Titan. The woman is traditionally identified with the goddess Venus.  In this depiction, Titian has domesticated Venus by moving her to an indoor setting, engaging her with the viewer, and making her sensuality explicit; some even believe the figure is engaging in masturbation.'' He simply explained, it took her to the night where they talked about Leda and The Swan, ''She is beautiful.'' Y/N said, Hannibal turned her slowly to face him. 

''You are beautiful.'' His voice was husky and filled with need, desperation.

She was in his house for an hour and they were already talking like a married couple, and she felt like he was her home, constand and standing proud and tall. She couldn't help but gave him a long, deep kiss of londing and love. He missed the way they kissed, all emotions now were pured on their lips. ''Don't leave.'' He managed to say, out of breath, ''Don't leave.''  

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Dangerous Game

Pairing: Hannibal x Female Reader

Genre: Romance, Slow burn, SMUT in the future.

Warnings: Hannibal is a care giver O.O Cliffhanger! Sorry not sorry lol :D

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Summary: Y/N Hobbs an opera singer and also the eldest adopted daughter of The Minnesto Shrike, and her entire life changes after what happened. She will be the object of affection of a certain psychopath, whether she likes it or not.

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Chapter 8

Hannibal Lecter went to his threapist Bedelia Du Maurier, as usual she was expecting him, ''How was your dinner party?'' she asked. It had been few days since the party, since he heard Y/N's divine voice. ''Me and Y/N were able to entertain guests. You should try to come next time.'' Hannibal said and he continued, ''For the first time in a long while I see a possibility of a relationship.'' he confessed. ''Is it Y/N?'' Bedelia asked curious, the question hanged in the air for few seconds, ''I'm curious about her and it makes me curious of relationships.'' He said smiling, it lasted a second on his lips.  ''Does she know? Were you obvious with your intentions?'' Young woman could see that Hannibal was little uncomfortable talking about Y/N Hobbs, he was playing with words a lot. ''No, she considers me as a friend, for now.'' He was determined to change Y/N's mind sooner or later.

Y/N decided to swing by Tobias Budge's shop, he was playing a violin, as she walked in, the golden bell on the door rang. Tobias smiled, ''You came.'' Y/N looked around, it was a cute shop. ''I wanted to see your shop, I hope it's not a bad timing.'' He was alone, and his next client called and said he wouldn't be able to make it, ''No, not at all. Coffee?'' he went to the back door to bring two cups of coffee. ''Thanks. So what do you do here?'' Y/N asked, ''I sell and play. Do you play any instruments?'' he looked at her up and down, ''Easy to kill.'' he thought. ''No, my only instrument is my voice.'' Y/N always wanted to learn but she was busy all the time, ''Maybe I can teach you?'' Tobias said, he finished his coffee. ''Great idea, was looking for ways to embarrass myself.'' her comment made him smile.  As they were talking Tobias wanted to show how he played his violin, when he was playing toY/N she was surprised because Hannibal Lecter came to the shop. Hannibal was surprised and also annoyed to see her there, watching Tobias. ''Hannibal?'' Y/N asked, shocked. ''Lovely to see you here Y/N. Is it Tobias?'' he addressed to Tobias who was standing and watching them. ''Yes.''

''Your strings are all gut?'' Hannibal asked reffered to the violins in the room, ''I also carry steel and polymer strings if you prefer.'' Tobias said calmly, ''I prefer gut, still makes music after 2000 years.'' Hannibal touched a string of a cello. ''What brings you here Hannibal?'' Y/N asked, ''There is a murder and I think it was Tobias.'' Hannibal thought but of course he held his tongue. ''My harpsicord needs new strings, it's been making an awful noise.'' Hannibal stood between Y/N and Tobias, he was facing him. ''Perhaps you could help?'' Hannibal asked Tobias, for some reason Y/N felt this strange tension in the room. ''Of course.'' Tobias said, Y/N didn't know he could play harpsicord, she was impressed. Tobias prepared a package for Hannibal, ''Here you go.'' Hannibal wanted to pay but Tobias didn't take it, ''It's my treat.'' he said and turned to Y/N, ''My door is always open for you Y/N.'' 

Hannibal took the liberty and drive Y/N home, they were in his car, it was a cold day so Y/N had a long coat. ''I didn't know you could play hapsicord Hannibal.'' His eyes were on the road, ''There a lot of things you don't know about me Y/N.''                

 ''Like what?'' Y/N asked, she was watching him drive, it was a sight to sour eyes. he looked in control and it lightened something in her, she liked a man who took control. ''I can also play theremin.'' She caught a glimps of his lips twitching into a small smile, he stopped the car at her place. ''That's me.'' Y/N didn't want to leave, it had been few days since the party and she missed him. ''If you want I can make a tea for us.'' She offered kindly, trying not to sound desperate. He agreed and together they walked the stairs, Hannibal was in her house before but that was a different situation. ''Home sweet home.'' Y/N opened the door ad let him in, it was a cozy place. Plants were evrywhere, even though it was a small place she was a tidy person

(this is the living room)

Hannibal helped her get out of her coat and hanged, there were a lot of books there, ''You sit and I'll make the tea.'' Hannibal could smell her scent everywhere, ''She loves taking care of every alive thing.'' he could see it now clearly. He decided to walk to the kitchen and see her in her own environment.

(this is the kitchen)

As usual there were thriving planst, she was comfortable, ''What a strange conicidence Hannibal, to see you at Tobias's shop.'' she knew he was watching him, standing on the threshold. ''Yes, indeed. Why were you there?'' He asked, to be honest he didn't like the was Tobias was looking at her. ''I wanted to make a new friend. I feel alone.'' Hannibal didn't like what he heard, ''You can always come to me, you must know that Y/N.'' she turned to see him, regarded him suspiciously, ''Would you still want me if- never mind.'' she gave a weary smile and turned back to the sink. ''Please finish your sentence.'' Hannibal could see she was under a lot of pressure, she put the tea kettle on the stove. Her hands were on the marble, wasn't ready to face him. She felt his presence behind her, his parfume made her feel like she was walking among trees in the woods. He held her waist gently and made her look at him, ''What is it that troubles you?'' now he was holding her cold hands in his warm ones. The screaching voice of the tea kettle brought Y/N back to reality, without even a word she left him standing. 

They were drinking tea in silence, ''I won't leave until you ask me to Y/N.'' Hannibal began, ''I want you to know that you can trust me.'' he was observing her movements. She took off her shoes and looked like she belonged there, like she was created to sit next to him all the time. ''I was 4 years old when it happened.''

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Dangerous Game

Pairing: Hannibal x Female Reader

Genre: Romance, Slow burn, Smut in the future.

Warnings: None.

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Summary: Y/N Hobbs an opera singer and also the eldest adopted daughter of The Minnesto Shrike, and her entire life changes after what happened. She will be the object of affection of a certain psychopath, whether she likes it or not.

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Chapter 7

The next day Hannibal decided to visit his therapist friend. Her name was Bedelia Du Maurier, she was a blonde woman with slim body and calm voice. Her blue eyes always saw through her patients except Hannibal. She had to retire at an early age because a patient attacked her and she decided it was time for her to say goodbye to her job. They were sitting across from each other, ''It always goes better if I'm honest with you.'' she said observing him, ''I'm honest to you Bedelia.'' 

''No, not perfectly.'' her eyes were trying to catch something on Hannibal, ''As honest as anyone.'' he said looking at his watch for a second, ''Not really. You are wearing a well tailored person's suit, or maybe it is a human veil. It must be lonely.'' weary look was upon her face. ''I have friends and I added two more. I'm not that lonely.'' The house was silent, ''You mean Abigail and Y/N. I've heard Y/N performed at a museum. How was it?'' with her question something sparkled in his eyes an died in the exact moment. ''Her voice is divine, she will be singing in my dinner parties, you should come.'' Bedelia noticed the way his voice changed, ''Do you like her?'' 

''Of course, she is my friend.'' his reply was quick. ''You know what I mean Hannibal.'' She said shifting in her seat, ''What you mean takes time, I have to trust her first.'' she decided to stood up, ''But she is the right candidate, I can see that you fancy her. I want to see where this goes, wine?''  she started to walk to her big kitchen, ''Something pink would do just fine.''

   Early in the morning Y/N went to see Abigail, she told her about last night and how amazing it was. ''Was Hannibal there too?'' young girl asked, ''Yes, he liked my performance and asked if I could sing in his parties. I hope you'll get to see one day.''she was brushing Abigail's long brown hair, it was wet because she took a shower before Y/N came. ''I was in a group therapy and it was helpful, my doctor and Alana says I might leave in 6 months.'' She said while playing with the candy Y/N brought. ''6 months, not long and not short. I want you to stay with me when you get out of here, I will take care of everything.'' her phone rang, ''It's Hannibal, I'll be quick.'' she left her room. ''Hello Hannibal?'' He could hear the nurses on the hall, ''Are you at the facility?'' he knew the answer but asked anyway. ''Yes, I wanted to see Abigail.''

''I'm throwing a dinner party tonight and wanted to invite you. Your presence would brighten my mood. What do you say?'' Hannibal was at his office, he was holding a pencile because he was drawing Y/N on the white paper. Last night was something he didn't want to forget so he was drawing her in her baby pink dress. ''Tonight when?'' ''Guests will arrive at 8.30  but you can come earlier.'' He could hear her breathe, ''Alright, see you later.'' Such an innocent voice, he couldn't wait to hear her sing again so he decided to threw a dinner party but Y/N didn't have to know this detail. Y/N knew his party could be fancy so she tried to choose something classy. Last year she bought an emerald green dress, it was mermaid shaped with a long tail, it was shining under the light because of it's paillettes. She had black stilettos. Her dress was showing a little cleavage, she had a white pearl necklace.

(This is the dress)

When she was ready she left her home and it was exactly 8.00 pm when she arrived at his house. A tall servant  opened the door, ''Dr. Lecter is in the kitchen Madam. May I take your coat?'' he had a French accent, ''Thank you.'' she walked to the kitchen. Hannibal and 3 chefs were very busy but with the scent of her entering the room Hannibal looked up to see her. ''Beautiful...'' was his first thought, ''You came.'' for some reason he sounded surprised, ''Said I would. I will escort myself to the living room.'' she didn't want to disturb them so she left. She was having a long conversaiton with the tall servant when guests started to arrive. Y/N felt intimidated at first because it was strange to be in the same room with these rich people. A gentleman approached to her while Hannibal was taking care of the dining room. ''I was at the museum last night, Daniel Salvatore.'' They shook hands, ''Y/N Hobbs, I hope you enjoyed it.'' his green eyes landed on hers, ''Yes, it was spectacular, such a talented woman.'' Y/N's cheeks got pink, he had circular shaped glasses, looked like a professor. ''I would love to hear your voice again.'' He said looking at her up and down, ''You’ll be hearing it soon.'' she kindly smiled and saw Dr. Alana Bloom talking to a group of people, ''Excuse me Mr. Salvatore.'' she went to talk to Alana. Hannibal didn't have time to talk to Y/N or tell her how ravishing she looked in that dress, ''Maybe after the party.'' he loved her choice, it looked perfect on her, he almost made a mistake while thinking of her, almost. He remembered his conversation with Bedelia, ''Do I really fancy her? Or she is a tool for me to use?'' he came to inform his guests and they walked to the dining room. He watched them taking their places, when they sat down they all applaused because the dishes looked tasty and aesthetically pleasing. ''Before we begin you must all be warned, nothing here is vegetarian. Bon Appetit!''

''I see you brought the opera singer Hannibal.'' Old lady from last night said, ''I kindly asked her to join us and performe after the dinner.'' Guests applaused again, Y/N smiled at them kindly. ''Can't wait!'' Old lady said. Alana was happy becaus she got a chance to her Y/N sing, ''Did you visit Abigail today?'' she asked, they were sitting across and others were having seperate conversations. ''Yes, she looks fine. I'm happy that she might be leaving after 6 months.'' Alana loved the way Y/N was taking care of Abigail. Hannibal was talking to his guests but his eyes usually were on Y/N, she was enjoying the dinner and it made him satisfied to see it. She was glowing in emerald radiance. After the dinner they walked to the living room, servants were bringing wine and chamgane. Hannibal got a glass and made a thin sound with a knife, ''I present you Y/N Hobbs!'' guests applaused loudly, some were standing and some took places on the couch and chairs. Y/N started to sing Hildegard von Bingen's O Euchari in Leta Via.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ctx5fo-8DTI

Before she began she was nervous but now the latin words were leaving her mouth like honey, sweet and fluid. Hannibal was standig with a glass in one hand, he felt the same feeling again, his heart felt heavy and his stomach twisted. ''She is choosing the songs I like. Is this coincidence?'' He liked the way she sang, there was boldness to it, they locked eyes for a second. There was a pleasantly warm connection between them. When she was done singing a wave of applause was heard, a chill went through her. ''Thank you!''

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Dangerous Game

Pairing: Hannibal x Female Reader

Genre: Romance, Slow burn, Smut in the future.

Warnings: Drug use.

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Summary: Y/N Hobbs an opera singer and also the eldest adopted daughter of The Minnesto Shrike, and her entire life changes after what happened. She will be the object of affection of a certain psychopath, whether she likes it or not.

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Chapter 5

    It was late when Y/N got a call from Abigail's doctor. ''Miss Hobbs, I'm so sorry to inform you that Abigail has escaped from the facility. We hoped she might be with you.'' Y/N was at her house, alone and reading a book. ''No, she isn't here.'' She had an idea, ''I think I know where she is. I will send her back to the facility.'' Y/N dressed quickly and called for a taxi. She was headed to Hannibal Lecter's office. When she knocked on the grey door she run her hands through her wild hair, ''I hope she is here.'' 

Hannibal opened the door as usual, ''Hello Y/N, please come in.'' he looked at her up and down, she had a long black coat and boots, her cheeks were red because of the cold. Y/N walked in and saw Abigail. ''Thank God!'' She hugged her little sister, ''They called me from the hospital, said you escaped. I was so worried.'' Y/N spoke, her tone was smiliar to their mother when she was angry. ''To be more specific, she climbed the walls.'' Hannibal said hands in his pockets, he sat at the edge of his brown study table. ''Why did you come here?'' Y/N asked, ''I'm sure Dr. Lecter is very busy.'' Hannibal and Abigail exchanged looks, ''She came to thank me. Isn't it right Abigail?'' Hannibal said calmly,     ''Y- yes. My next stop was your house but now you're here.'' Abigail said looking like a lost puppy, it made Y/N smile.  ''Honey, can you wait outside? I'll be quick.'' She took her coat, as she was leaving she heard Hannibal say ''No more climbing walls Abigail.'' he said with a paternal tone to his voice.

It was just Y/N and Hannibal now, ''I'm sorry she did this Dr- I mean Hannibal.''             ''She is still struggling to call me by my first name, I should be more friendly.'' he thought. ''I'm glad she came to me, we are becoming friends.'' He said with a small smile, ''That's good, but to me you are trying to be a father figure to her. I know you are one of her guardians, FBI told me.'' he decided to stand up and came closer, ''Guilty. I admit I see myself in her. I hope I didn't cross a line.'' Y/N wasn't sure if she was intimidated by his tall frame and his confidance or was she enjoying it? ''Why do you see yourself in her?'' She asked crossing her arms. ''My parents passed away when I was very young, my uncle Robertos adopted me at age 16.'' He confessed, it was a personal information he was sharing and Y/N noticed that. ''I guess our only common thing is being an orphan.'' Her voice was faint as a whisper but loud enough for Hannibal to hear, ''You and I have a great deal in common, more than you think.'' Hannibal replied. He could smell her newly washed body and hair, it was a both comforting and seductive smell which confused him. ''What makes you say that?'' She got defensive, ''Call it a hunch.'' he replied quickly. For a few seconds all they did was looking at each other's eyes, Y/N was expecting to find something but failed. ''I should take Abigail back, good night.'' She said trying to control her voice, ''Does he know anything about my dark past?'' ''Sleep well Y/N.'' 

The next day, Y/N got a call from Dr. Alana Bloom, she said they had to talk about Abigail and asked Y/N to go to Hannibal's office. Y/N didn't want to go because whenever she was around him she felt something, she didn't know how to describe it but it was like a part of her felt safe, however the other part begged her to run and never come back. She sighed heavily and pulled a grey dress from her closet, the arms were long sleeved and had grey lace work. It had a grey ribbon on the waist, left leg side had a short slit. She grabbed her bag and left her apartment. 

Y/N arrived little earlier than Alana, Hannibal greeted her. ''Please, come in.'' He said with a kind hand gesture and Y/N walked in. ''The universe keeps making us see each other, don't you agree?'' Y/N said looking around. ''I definitely agree. Would you like a glass of red wine?'' He went to his brown cabinet. ''Yes, please.'' She kept on walking, looking at the books. ''Here you go.'' He also poured a glass of red wine for himself, ''It's interesting that you have wine bottles in your work place.'' she smelled the wine which caught Hannibal's attention. ''I cannot resist a glass of red wine. I have realized you smell it before drinking. Most people don't do that.'' Y/N took off her black coat and put it on the dark grey chair. ''I love smelling things before trying them.'' She started to walk again, Hannibal observed her dress and tried to understand what kind of a person she is. ''The dress is casual yet it has lace work and a ribbon. She doesn't try hard to impress but likes small details.'' 

''Did you draw these?'' Y/N asked while holding a white paper, ''Yes, I love drawing portraits.'' Hannibal came close to see, it was a portrait of a naked woman's back. ''Is she your partner?'' She was surprised to see that Hannibal could draw. ''No. I don't have a partner. What about you?'' Y/N put the paper back, ''No.'' it was a short reply. ''I'm shocked to hear a woman as beautiful as you is single. I'm sure men are chasing you.'' He was standing behind her, Y/N turned to see if he was serious, ''He is just being kind.'' Y/N studied his face, his brown eyes were questioning her, waiting her response. ''Tell that to men, I'm sure they have a different opinion.''  They heard Alana's knock on the door. Hannibal offered Alana a tall galss of beer, ''Perhaps it's time Abigail's release from clinical treatment?'' he asked. ''Release where? Back to the wild?'' Alana replied angrily. Clearly she didn't like his proposal. They were sitting on the long grey couch, Y/N was standing. ''Spending each day immersed in tragedy maybe doing more harm than good. She should be out into the world.'' Hannibal tried to convince Alana, ''What do you say Y/N?'' he asked her. ''I don't think she can live on her own, not now.'' Y/N replied, she looked concerned for her sister. ''I am not suggesting abandonment.'' He said calmly, ''Well, I'm not sending my sister outside Hannibal! She needs a stable environment. Maybe later she can live with me.'' she finished her wine in one gulp. ''You are passionate about her health, she is lucky to have a sister like you.'' Alana said smiling. ''Passion is good, gets blood pumping.'' Hannibal said, later he finished his drink, his eyes were on Y/N. 

  Later that day Y/N was at the facility with her sister. They spent some time together, Y/N read to her, talked to her. The sun was slowly faiding when Hannibal Lecter visited them. He came to say that he wanted to take them out of the facility for few hours. ''I don't think I'm allowed to leave.'' Abigail said, Y/N was brushing her sister's brown hair. Hannibal noticed how protective and at the same time soft she can be. ''I've made arrangements, you could say I'm one of your guardians.'' He gave a look at Y/N. ''Where are we going?'' Abigail asked, eyes closed and enjoying soft brushes she is getting from her sister. ''Home. My home, I thought you might enjoy if I cook for you and your sister. I will have you back bed time.'' He sat at the single chair, holding his long coat. ''Can I spend the night at yours or Y/N's place?'' She asked daring to hope, ''I don't like sleeping here.'' Hannibal and Y/N shared a look, she didn't want to upset her sister so she let him speak, ''You have to sleep in your own bed.''                                                                            '

'This isn't my bed.'' Abigail snapped. ''Honey, I know. But please endure it for some time.'' Y/N tried to be positive, ''For how long?!'' Abigail was clearly upset. Y/N got a phone call and had to leave the room. When she returned they stopped speaking which caught her attention. ''Are they hiding something?''

This was the first time Y/N and Abigil went to Hannibal's house. The outside walls had yellowish brick walls and red roof and red window frames. There were small trees on the front garden. ''Welcome to my humble home.'' He announced. Y/N couldn't believe her eyes, ''It's like a museum.'' blurted out. ''Thank you.'' He seemed proud, there were paintings on the dark walls, every piece of furniture seemed like from a different world. ''It looks pretty good.'' Abigail said. They hanged their coats and walked to the kitchen. Hannibal put on a white apron, ''Who cooks with a white apron?'' she thought. He had a red shirt, a black tie and a black sweater. He was peeling a potato, everything he needed was on the grey kitchen counter. His kitchen mostly had the colour grey, there was a door which led to the back garden, at the corner there was a small brown table and two chairs. ''Have you thought about applying for schools?'' He asked to Abigail, ''My dad killed girls at all the schools I applied to.'' Abigail replied, she was standing and watching Hannibal cook like she used to do when their father cooking for them, Y/N wasn't wrong, Hannibal was becoimg a father figure for Abigail. ''Perhaps that can wait then.'' 

      Y/N was listening them while looking around, it was a big kitchen. ''You are not your father's daughter, not anymore. Don't forget that.'' Hannibal said looking at Abigail, she seemed tired. He offered something to make the pain and nightmares go away. ''Have you ever tried psilocybine?'' ''Mushrooms? That's what's in the tea?'' Abigail asked, there was a glass tea kettle on the counter, filled with mushrooms. ''Mushooms bring traumatic events back to the mind.'' Y/N protested, ''She knows her stuff.'' Hannibal was surprised to see a young wise woman. ''Which is why we need to supplement them. Positive associations, no more bad dreams Abigail.'' He looked determined, ''Do you want her to do drugs?!'' young woman asked in shock. ''I want her to do this drug. Of course I need your consent and with my supervision we can make this work. Do you trust me?'' He poured the tea into a white porcelain cup and gave it to Abigail. ''Psilocybine can have positive, even spiritual effects on patients. I want to give your power back.'' Abigail looked at Hannibal and then Y/N, ''You know what, what do we have to lose, try it.'' Y/N approved.

Abigail finished her tea, ''Are you sure about this?'' Y/N asked concerned. ''I used this treatment on my patients befor and it worked.'' Hannibal got back to cooking. ''Do you need help?'' Y/N asked, trying to be kind, they heard Abigail laugh, ''Y/N is a great cook. You are better than mom actually.'' she said smiling at them. Y/N could see that the mushrooms started to work. ''Oh really? An opera singer and also a chef. Miss Hobbs you surprise me every time.'' Hannibal looked amused. Y/N didn't like to brag but she was good at cooking. ''Abigail, when you taste the food compare it to you sister's cooking. I would like to know who is better.'' Hannibal said looking at Y/N while talking which made her blush, ''I will. Or maybe next time you guys sould have a cooking contest. I will be the judge and also Will and Alana and maybe Jack.'' Abigail said, she was talking fast, it made Y/N laugh. ''Honey, why did you say maybe to Jack Crawford?'' Y/N asked. Abigail came to hug her sister, Y/N was slightly taller than her so she put her head on her chest. ''Because he is mean to us. He thinks we are bad girls.'' Y/N played with her sister's hair. ''He is just doing his job, we can't blame him for that.'' 

''I don't feel so good.'' Abigail confessed looking up at Y/N, Hannibal rushed to see. They made her sit on a chair at the corner, ''That feeling will pass. Allow it to wash over you, through you. Let me be your guide.'' He knelt in front of her and so did Y/N. ''Should we lay her down for a while?'' Y/N turned to Hannibal, due to their position they were close. ''Yes. Let's take her to the living room.''         They put her on a long couch and came back to the kitchen, ''You are making breakfast for dinner?'' she saw eggs on bread and sausage on the pan. ''A chef in Spain called Muro, claimed he invented in 19th century. Taste is not only biochemical, it is also psychological. I'm cooking the same dish Abigail and her parents had.'' Y/N didn't know her family's last dish was this, she often tried not to think of them. ''You have different techniques Doctor.''

Later Y/N woke Abigail up and set the table, Hannibal told her to put 4 plates but they were 3. The knock on the door stopped the conversation. ''I will get that.'' Hannibal left, he looked displeased. It was Alana Bloom and she was pissed, they walked straight to the kitchen. Y/N heard little of their talk but obviously Abigail was Alana's patient and Hannibal didn't have any right to take her out without Alana's permission. Y/N left the dining room to see them and maybe calm them, when she was close to the kitchen she heard Hannibal say; ''I gave her a sedative. I only gave her a half valium but she may be a little hazy.'' ''Why is he lying?'' Y/N decided to walk back to the dining room.

''Hello girls!'' Alana greeted them and decided to stay for the dinner, ''Hannibal knew she’ll be the 4th plate. Smart.'' Y/N was sitting on his left side, Abigail and Alana were on his right side. ''Please, enjoy.'' Hannibal said and took a sip from his wine, ''I admit this is delicious.'' Y/N said after taking a bite. ''Thank you Y/N, I would love to try your food next time.'' Y/N wasn't sure if he smiled but it looked like a smile. Abigail started to stare at them, ''What is it Abigail?'' Hannibal asked calmly, her pupils were dilated and she was smiling, ''What do you see?'' he continued calmly.

''I see family.''

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Dangerous Game

Pairing: Hannibal x Female Reader

Genre: Romance, Slow burn, Smut in the future.

Warnings: None.

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Summary: Y/N Hobbs an opera singer and also the eldest adopted daughter of The Minnesto Shrike, and her entire life changes after what happened. She will be the object of affection of a certain psychopath, whether she likes it or not.

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Chapter 4

   The next day, Abigail and Y/N were sleeping in the same bed, yesterday her little sister had nightmares and asked Y/N to sleep next to her like in the old days. When the door opened slowly Y/N was starting to wake up. She rubbed her tired eyes, and saw Dr. Hannibal Lecter standing at the center of the room. ''Good morning Miss Hobbs.'' He said silently because Abigail was still sleeping. Y/N noticed the 2 coffee cups he was holding. ''Morning doctor. I hope one of those is for me.'' Y/N's hands went to her wild hair, Hannibal was observing her Y/H/C hair. It looked like silk, ''Here you go.'' he gave the cup to her. ''Thank you.'' ''Can we talk privately, I wouldn't want to wake her up.'' Y/N nodded, she got up to wash her face, took her black cardigan and they left the room. They walked to the gardening section like they did yesterday. ''I assume she wanted you to sleep next to her.'' Hannibal broke the silence, they sat on the wooden bench. ''Yes, she had a nightmare. When we were little she sometimes came into my room to sleep in my bed, it's a comforting thing for her.''  Y/N drank her warm coffee, ''Hmm,'' she closed her eyes for a second and Hannibal watched her reaction. ''It's really good. Where did you get it from?'' she kept drinking, ''I made it myself. I'm glad you enjoyed it.'' 

''Why are you here this early?'' she directly asked which made Hannibal look at her, Y/N was a girl who asked whatever was in her mind. ''I wanted to see how is Abigail, and you of course.'' Y/N rolled her Y/E/C eyes. ''Like I said yesterday, I don't need your protection. I can take care of myself.'' Hannibal didn't like the way she usually roll her eyes but he had to endure, ''I bet you were daddy's little girl.'' it crossed his mind. ''I'm also here to tell you that Jack Crawford wants us to go to your family house. He wants Abigail to see if the FBI missed something.'' Y/N didn't like what she heard, ''He can't make her do that!'' she practically yelled, ''I know how you feel Miss Hobbs-'' Y/N cut his speech, ''Don't analyse me Dr. Lecter, you wouldn't lik me when I'm analyzed.'' Hannibal noticed that she could be very protective of Abigail, her cheeks were getting red due to anger, he found Y/N's sweet spot, it was Abigail, a smile flickered across his plump lips. ''I would apologies for my analitical ambush, but I know I'll soon will be apologising again and you'll tire eventually, so I have to consider using apologies frugally.'' He drank his coffee while looking at her, ''It's okay, I'm sorry. When we have to leave?''

''As soons as Abigail wakes up, FBI will accommodate a hotel for us there.'' Y/N stood up, ''I should check on her.'' her hands were in her pockets, ''I will be waiting.'' Hannibal said throwing the empty cup into trash. ''By the way, you can call me Y/N.'' Hannibal gave a small smile, ''Please, call me Hannibal.'' Y/N smiled back and left.

Hobbs Residence, Bloomington, Minnesota

They all got out of the cars, by they there were Hannibal, Will, Alana, Abigail and Y/N. They all saw what was written on the walls of the house, ''Cannibals'' Y/N took a deep breath and followed them. There was blood stain on the entrance, ''Is that where mom died?'' she asked to Abigail, ''I think so.''  all of them walked inside except Y/N and Hannibal, he noticed that she couldn't stop staring at the blood stain, he touched her waist gently to guied her inside. ''If you two ever wanna go you just say it.'' Alana said to Y/N and Abigail. Y/N saw the pictures on the fridge, ''Who turned the pictures around?''  ''Crime scene cleaners.'' Alana replied. Abigail was looking at the kitchen floor where she almost died few days ago. ''I want to go to my room, excuse me.'' Y/N announced and left them, she heard footsteps behind her but didn't care, it was Hannibal. She walked into her room, everything looked normal to her, ''Why are you following me?'' she asked curiously, sitting on her bed. Hannibal noticed that her scent was in her room, it was like a signature, something special which only Y/N had and Hannibal witnessed. His nose caught even the slightest smells. ''Jack wants us to go over evidence and objects and I wanted to ask you if you were okay to be here? Like Alana said, give the word and I will take you outside.'' Her back was turned to him, she was facing the window. ''I'm okay, thank you for checking. You should be downstairs, I'll come shortly.'' Hannibal knew she wasn't okay but he did not want to pusher her, so he left quietly. 

''Somebody told him we were coming.'' Y/N heard Will say while she was entering to the living room, ''The man on the phone?'' Abigail asked. Y/N saw them looking through brown boxes, ''It's was a blocked call, did you recognize his voice?'' Will asked daring to hope. ''I've never heard him before.'' She shortly replied. Y/N helped them with the search, ''Can you catch somebody's crazy?'' Abigail asked, ''Folie a deux.'' Alana replied, Y/N heard that one before and she spoke, ''Madness shared by two.'' she was looking at Alana so that's why she couldn't see Hannibal's eyes shine for a second, ''She is smart.'' Alana explained what it meant. ''Are we gonna reenact the crime? You be my dad,'' she looked at Will, ''You be my mom,'' and then Alana, ''You be the man on the phone.'' she finished looking at Hannibal. Y/N felt this strange tension between them, it was like Abigail knew something she shouldn't. ''Stop with the searching.'' Y/N draw the attention, ''You aren't going to find anything about those girls. He would honour every part of them. That's what he used to say when we went to hunt.'' Later Abigail wanted to go out to the back yard to get some fresh air, Y/N decided to stay. Y/N heard Marissa talking to Abigail -Marissa was Abigail's close friend- she wanted to say say hi but Marissa's crazy mother came and took her. And she saw a man talking to Abigail but Hannibal and Will sent him away. ''Who is he?'' 

Tomorrow morning they went to their father's cabin. ''Dad was a perfectionist, he cleaned everything.'' Y/N said when she saw inside of the cabin, there wasn't a single blood drop. ''He was feeding them to us, wasn't he?'' Abigail asked, her question shocked Y/N. ''It's very likely.'' Hannibal replied looking at Y/N with his deep brown eyes, Y/N noticed how his faced look like a mask, so bloodless that it might have been sculpted from snow.  She held her mouth, ''Oh no!'' '''Before he cut my throat he told me he killed those girls so he wouldn't have to kill me and Y/N. If he killed me none of those girls would be dead.'' Abigail said, Y/N went to hug her sister, ''It's not your fault honey-'' she way trying to comfort her but a drip of blood appeared on her forehead. Y/N had a handkerchief and cleaned it, they climbed the wooden stairs and they found Marissa's dead body. Poor girl was hanging on the wall, stuck to the deer antlers. Y/N took Abigail outside, she was holding Y/N's hand thightly. She was in shock, couldn't speak,Y/N was talking to her calmly but Abigail felt like she was deaf. The FBI came shortly to search the srime scene. Jack Crawford didn't look happy, Dr. Bloom came to check Y/N and Abigail. Hannibal and Jack came out of the cabin Y/N was close to them so she could hear Hannibal, ''Abigail and Y/N aren't killers, but they might be the target of one.'' she heard him say. ''Who wants to kill us?'' 

It was getting crowded because journalists heard the fresh news, Hannibal, Abigail, Y/N and Alana were sent to Hobbs residence so that the girls could take their belongings. ''Look, take your stuff and I will take mine. I'll meet you in the livingroom in 15 minutes.'' Y/N said to Abigail and climbed the stairs. Hannibal and Alana didn't want to disturb the girls, so they gave them some space. Y/N tried only taking what was important but found herself lost in memories, every object reminded her of her family, past and present. She was so lost in thought that she didn't hear her door closing and she definitely didn't hear the sound of the lock. When she was done packing she stood up and walked to her door, ''I don't remember closing the door.'' she couldn't open it, ''I certainly don't remember locking it.'' she tried hard to open it, ''Help! I'm locked!'' she yelled and kicked.

Hannibal had to lock Y/N's door and knock Dr. Alana Bloom unconcious to help Abigail, she came to him with bloody hands, Nicholas Boyle's body was on the living room's floor, ''Where is my sister?'' Abigail asked, ''I locked her so that I can help you. I will hide the body, go wash your hands.'' Abigail did what she was told, hiding a body was easy to Hannibal, ever since he met Abigail and Y/N he had this urge to protect them, keep them safe. ''A great risk for my career and my life but I will help you.'' Hannibal said calmly and Abigail finally agreed to hide the body. After some time Hannibal came to free Y/N ''Hannibal? What happened? I was locked.'' 

''One of the brothers of those girls Garrett Jacob Hobbs killed came to attack Abigail. He hit Alana's head and she blacked out. I assume he locked you so that he can keep you out of is plan. Abigail is fine now and Alana is taken care of.'' Y/N was relieved and she did something which shocked her. She hugged him, at first his hands were in the air and then he hugged her back, petted her soft hair. ''Thank you.'' Her voice was shaky, ''It's over now, let's go to the hotel.'' Hannibal said with a small smile.

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Dangerous Game

Pairing: Hannibal x Female Reader

Genre: Romance, Slow burn, Smut in the future.

Warnings: None.

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Summary: Y/N Hobbs an opera singer and also the eldest adopted daughter of The Minnesto Shrike, and her entire life changes after what happened. She will be the object of affection of a certain psychopath, whether she likes it or not.

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Chapter 3

Y/N had to go to her home to sleep, hospital couch wasn't that comfortable and sometimes Will Graham visited Abigail and she wasn't okay about this. After waking up she took a long shower, while having breakfast there was a knock on her door, her heart started to beat faster, her mind went to few day ago when she was visited by the FBI. She opened the door quickly and saw a delivery man, ''Hello, I'm here to deliver these flowers to Y/N Hobbs.'' she was surprised, ''It's me.'' she took the flowers and signed a paper. It was a bouquet of pure white tulips. She found a card,

''I've heard what happened yesterday, I hope you are doing okay. If you want I can give you a therapy session. - Hannibal Lecter.'' 

''How did he find my address?'' Y/N thought. This was the first time she was getting flowers from a man, the thing was she hated flowers which were about to die. She grabbed her phone, ''Hi Dr. Bloom, could you please give me Dr. Lecter's office's address?'' she wrote it on a paper, ''Thank you so much.'' Y/N changed her clothes, grabbed her bag, didn't forget the tulips, and left her home.

There wasn't a secretary around and she found the private door for his patients thanks to Alana Bloom. She heard him talking to someone so she knocked on the grey door. After a few seconds Hannibal answered, ''Miss Hobbs, I didn't expect to see you here.'' his brown eyes caught the tulips he sent to her home. ''I'm with Will Graham now, if you will excuse me-'' Y/N pushed his hand away and walked inside. Will was sitting across a chair, it was big inside. Wall to wall windows had grey and red curtains, there was a huge carpet on the ground -it looked handmade-, there was a wooden staircase to upstairs, the upstairs had hundreds of books. It was a cold day in Baltimore so the fireplace was lit, Y/N noticed that his office was bigger than her home. She didn't have time to observe more, ''Hello Y/N.'' Will greeted her without a smile.

''Hi Will.'' Dr. Lecter closed the door, ''You got my flowers.'' he deduced, ''That's why I'm here Dr. Lecter, I do not need your dead flowers.'' she threw the bouquet on his shiny brown study table. ''I don't even know how you found my home address, you know what I don't wanna know. I also don't need your pity. Good day.'' She turned to leave, ''By the way, if you want to buy a girl flowers you might consider buying with a flower pot, maybe she would like to take care of them and watch them grow instead of watching them die.'' she closed the door without letting Hannibal speak. Will started to laugh, ''Why did you even send her flowers?'' Hannibal wasn't amused, ''She was taken as a hostage yesterday, I wanted to make her feel good. Clearly I did something wrong.''

''She is a tough one.''

On her way to Port Haven Psychiatric Facility she thought about what she did. ''Was that rude?'' she paid the driver and walked to the facility. Abigail was still sleeping, ''I wonder when she'll wake up.'' Y/N sat on the edge of the bed and started reading a book to her. When they were little Abigail used to ask Y/N to read books to her every night. She found herself smiling at the memory.

Y/N decided to spend the night at the couch, she didn't want to leave her sister alone. When it was late night she was lying awake and swearing at the uncomfortable couch and she heard Abigail cough severely, she was trying to get rid off the plastic tube which was in her mouth and the second she saw Y/N right in front of her she tried to reach to her, but Y/N went to get help. Abigail's doctor and a nurse rushed and the nurse took Y/N out of the room. 

The nurse took her back when they were done and her sister was wide awake.  ''Y/N...'' she said eyes watering. Y/N hugged her sister, ''I'm here now. Everything will be okay, trust me.'' they fell asleep together.

Early in the morning Alana and also others got a call from the hospital. Alana Bloom came to see Abigail, ''Good morning everyone.'' she brought clothes for Abigail and some music too. Y/N let Dr. Bloom explain what happened, ''Who burried our parents?'' Abigail asked, ''They haven't been burried honey.'' Y/N replied holding her hand. ''Your mother was cremated and your father is... more complicated.'' Alana said calmly, she left the clothes and the music ''If they don't fit leave the tags. I'll see you later.''

Y/N went to get a coffee for herself and when she came back she found a Abigail talking to a ginger haired woman, ''Excuse me but who are you?'' blue eyed woman extended her hand, ''I'm Freddie Lounds, I'm a journalist and I want to help Abigail and also you.'' Y/N never met this woman before but she looked determined, ''How can you help us?'' she asked while admiring her curly locks. ''I can help Abigail write her own story-'' the door was opened and Will Graham walked inside, behind him Dr. Hannibal Lecter followed. ''Here is Will Graham Abigail, he catches insane men because he can think like them. Because he is insane.'' Clearly Freddie didn't like Will. ''Would you excuse us please, I'm special Agent Will Graham.'' He introduced himself to Abigail, ''Not really an agent, he didn't get pass the screening test. Too unstable.'' Freddie announced. She pulled her business card from her purse to give it to Y/N but Will caught it. Freddie left quickly. 

''Abigail, this is Dr. Lecter. Do you remember us?'' Will asked coming closer to the bed. Y/N was trying really hard not to acknowledge Dr. Lecter's existence but he was a tall and a confident man. ''I remember you.'' Abigail replied, ''You killed my dad.'' Y/N felt the air leaving the room. ''You've been in bed for days Abigail, why don't we have a walk?''  Dr. Lecter suggested, Y/N had to admit, he was good at changing the subject. ''Wait outside gentlemen and I'll help her change.''

The facility had a big gardening section and they all walked to that place. Will extended his arm so that Abigail can lean on. Y/N and Hannibal were behind them. ''I'm sorry I couldn't save your mother, we did everything we could but she was already gone.'' Will said, they helped Abigail to sit. ''I can leave if you need privacy Will.'' Y/N suggested but Abigail didn't want her sister to leave so Y/N stayed. ''I know, I saw him kill her. He was loving right up until the second he wasn't. He kept telling me he was sorry and how he wished Y/N was there with us, he was gonna make it all go away.'' Y/N got lucky but all she felt was this ache in her stomach, she wanted to check the plants around them so she left them talking. The roof was glass so the plants could get enough sun light during the day, ''We will help you with the nightmares.'' she heard Hannibal say.                                                          

                                                  ''I wonder how.'' 

Will was taking Abigail back to her bed so that she could rest, Y/N turned to leave but saw Hannibal standing in front of her, ''Jesus you scared me!'' she couldn't read his face, it was blank. ''I'm sorry that wasn't my intention.'' He had his brown coat hanging on his arm, his other hand was in his pocket, now that they were close Y/N realized how tall he was. ''Look, I'm sorry about my out burst today, that was rude. You were trying to be nice.'' Hannibal could smell her parfume, it wasn't expensive but smelled good, her Y/E/C eyes had a light sparkle, ''No need to apologise Ms. Hobbs, given to your circumstances I should've been more delicate.'' he liked the way she had to raise her head to meet his eyes. ''Abigail and you are my responsibilities now. And I'll make sure to keep you safe.''

''Abigail should be your responsibility, not me. I can take care of myself.'' Y/N said even though he looked serious. Hannibal noticed the pink dust on her cheeks, ''I can see that, but please let me give you a therapy session. I would love to hear you, I've heard you have a nice voice.'' he did his research and found out that Y/N Hobbs was an opera singer. ''Of course you've heard that I'm an opera singer.'' Y/N rolled her eyes, Hannibal noticed that she had the spirit of being bold in front of everyone, even a serial killer. ''Jack told me. In all seriousness I'm looking forward to hear you sing. I must confess I'm a big opera admirer.'' Y/N could feel the flush creeping up on her cheekbones because he was still standing close. ''Actually, in a few days I'll be singing at the opening night of a museum.'' Hannibal cocked his eyebrow, ''I think I know where, yesterday I have received an invitation.'' he gave a husky laugh, ''What a coincidence.''

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Dangerous Game

Pairing: Hannibal x Female Reader

Genre: Romance, Slow burn, Smut in the future.

Warnings: Hostage situation. There is a serial killer called ‘’The Farmer’’ 

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Summary: Y/N Hobbs an opera singer and also the eldest adopted daughter of The Minnesto Shrike, and her entire life changes after what happened. She will be the object of affection of a certain psychopath, whether she likes it or not.

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Chapter 2

Y/N had a massive headache when she woke up, she was in a hospital room, there was a serum bag attached to her vein in her arm. Her first thought was Abigail, she sat and looked around, there was no one, the door was open. She left the bed and looked at the serum, the liquid was half empty. Before she could rip it off a sweet accent was heard, ''That wouldn't be the best idea.'' she turned to look at the man, she remembered him. ''You were in my sister's room.'' Her throat was dry, it was hard for her to speak. The man who was standing closed the distance between them, he had a glass of water, ''Yes, now let's get you back to bed and I'll explain everything.'' she smelled his manly cologne, his clothes looked expensive and stylish. He had a calm voice and Y/N liked it, reluctantly she sat on the bed with the help of that man, he extended his hand so that she could drink the water, he didn't let go and Y/N held his big hand while drinking it. She couldn't help but stare at his brown eyes, he was also looking at her eyes, when she was done the tall man traced her lips to get rid of the wetness which water left and put the glass away. ''I'm doctor Hannibal Lecter, I was at the crime scene and saved your sister. Pleasure to meet you Miss?'' he extended his hand, ''Y/N Hobbs, thank you for saving her, and thank you for catching me before I hit the ground. I don't know why I fainted.'' Hannibal garcefully sat on her bed, his hand was close to her hand, she could feel the warmth. ''You were in shock and your body couldn't cope with the pain. Now, you will stay until that liquid is fully in your body.'' He pointed the half empty plastic serum bag, ''But I want to see my sister again.'' ''I know but you have to recover first, doctor's orders. I'm afraid I have to leave, but I'm sure I will be seeing you again.'' He left quickly, he was right and she waited impatiently but when the serum bag was empty she called for a nurse to help her get it off.

 Hannibal Lecter had a patient to see, that's why he left. He was informed by Alana that Abigail had a sisters and he was expecting to see her. The only thing he didn't expect was her fainting but he was quick enough to catch her, she fell right into his arms and closed her deep eyes like falling asleep in a lover's arms. ''This will be interesting.'' Hannibal thought and opened the private door for his patient.

Y/N walked to her sister's room and saw a curly haired man with Alana Bloom. ''Hello Ms.-'' Alana began kindly but Y/N stopped her, ''Please, it's Y/N. I assume you are Will Graham.'' she extended her hand, ''I killed your father why are you being kind to me?'' Will asked not looking at her eyes. ''Because my mom didn't raise a rude girl. Dr. Alana told me what happened, I guess you did the right thing.'' Will seemed relaxed a little, Alana had a phone call and left the room. ''I know that look.'' Y/N said, Will was looking at Abigail, ''It's the look of guilt Mr. Graham, it'll eat you up so please stop it.'' she got close to him and placed a hand on his tense shoulder. Alana came back, ''We have to leave Will, Jack called.'' Will took his jacket and they left. Y/N spent her day at the hospital, she read a book to her sister, ate at the cafeteria and didn't like the food but she had no choice. When it was evening a doctor came to see Abigail, he was surprised to see Y/N. ''They sent me to run some tests on her.'' He said, Y/N looked at him up and down, he was tall, he had glasses and his ginger head was balding. ''Where exactly?'' 

''Labs are down stairs.'' Y/N, for some reason didn't like the guy, ''I wasn't informed of this.'' she was standing next to her sister. Tall man pulled a gun out of his pocket. ''I didn't want to do this but you forced me. Don't make a sound or I will kill you.'' Y/N raised her hands, ''What do you want from Abigail?!'' The man looked at her with empty eyes, ''Connection.'' Later Y/N was forced to go with him, he was moving Abigail's bed, no one was around and she couldn't scream for help. ''Stop being slow and move!'' She felt the cold steel of his gun on her neck.

''Eldon Stammets FBI!'' Y/N heard Will's voice behind them, Eldon took Y/N as hostage. ''Please help!'' she screamed, trying to get away but he was too strong. ''Y/N don't move!'' Will said and got a clear shot and shoot Eldon on the shoulder, his gun fell to the ground and Y/N pushed it away. ''What were you going to do to them?!'' Will asked, now he was in front of Eldon, ''We all evolve from miselyum and I simply reintroducing them to the concept.'' Eldon replied. ''By burying them alive?!'' Will yelled, he was holding the bed like Y/N, trying to shield Abigail. ''The journalist woman said you understood me.''

''I don't.'' Will replied shortly, ''But you would have. If you walked to a field of miselyum, they know you are there, they know. The spores reach for you as you walk by. I know who you are reaching for, it's mostly Abigail Hobbs. You should've let me plant them, you woul've find them in a field where they were finally able to reach back.'' Y/N couldn't believe that this man wanted to bury them alive. Soon FBI came and took Eldon Stammets. Nurses came to take Abigail back to her room. ''Who the fuck is he?!'' Y/N asked shaking, ''A serial killer who abducts men and women and burries them alive. He used them as fertilizer to grow mushrooms.'' Y/N started to laugh out of shock, ''So I was almost becoming a giant mushroom.'' Will helped her sit down, ''Not just you, also Abigail.'' Y/N noticed that now Will was looking at her eyes, the colour of his eyes were strange because the iris was predominately blue, however she noticed that he had patches of light brown around the pupil and at the edges of the iris. ''The colour of your eyes change depending on the external light. It's beautiful.'' Y/N said admiring them, ''Thank you.''  Jack Crawford cleared his throat, ''Hello Ms. Hobbs, we meet again. How are you feeling?'' young woman rolled her eyes, ''Glad I didn't become a mushroom. Are you here to interrogate me again?'' Jack Cawford understood the sarcasm, ''No, but maybe soon. Good night.'' he left. ''You should go to your home and rest.'' Will said standing up, ''Same goes for you, see you tomorrow Will.'' she was leaving when she heard him, ''What makes you think that we'll see each other?'' Y/N turned to see him, ''You will visit my sister.''

The news reached to Hannibal, he was at his home drinking wine by the fire. He decided to send flowers to Y/N Hobbs because he wanted to be close to the Hobbs sisters whether Abigail knew it was him who called Garrett J Hobbs to tell him that FBI was onto him. While Y/N was at the hospital he found her home address and did a little bit of searching in her apartment, it was clear that she loved flowers, and he found music notes everywhere, ''Is she a singer?'' he wasn't sure.

 He went to his bedroom, the only sound in his dark home was the sound of his expensive shoes. He made a note to remember to send flowers.  Maybe with that kind gesture she will feel close to him and open up about Abigail and her family. He found himself smiling, ''Y/N...'' her name sounded rich and heavy on his tongue.