Hannibal

[alcuin]

Alcuin was heading towards his room when he passed House in the hallway outside Hannibal's office. And immediately got his thoughts very strongly in his head.

Fuck I hope he didn't notice my erection. And then House wondering to himself if Hannibal had offered to bite him to ensure that none of his other employees got a little high, or because he wanted to.

After confirming that Hannibal wasn't in his office, Alcuin turned the other direction to go to Hannibal's bedroom instead. He knocked, and waited for word to step inside and close the door behind him.

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[anamusebouche]

Could it be? Hannibal wondered. "Did you catch the name of the bar? Or the proprietor?"

[alcuin]

"Requiem, I think," Alcuin said. "Good name for a vampire piano bar." Then, thoughtfully, "Actually Nocturne would be as well. Maybe you should get a piano for the lobby. Did you know I play, a little? I didn't realize until I sat down in front of one not long ago... I suppose I must have learned when I was young."

[anamusebouche]

Hannibal knew. He'd seen him play when he was young.

"I didn't know that. You should definitely show me some time," he said, pleasantly.

He would also check out the bar. If that meant Kersen was back in town...

[alcuin]

“Would you like me to check out the bar?” Alcuin asked, and perched himself on Hannibal’s lap again as he sipped his wine.

[anamusebouche]

"I think I might investigate personally," Hannibal replied. "Though I will let you know what I find."

[alcuin]

Alcuin took another drink and then reached around Hannibal to set the wine glass on his desk. "Do you ever drink from other vampires?" he asked curiously.

He'd seen it before, of course. Vampires occasionally came to the brothel to patronize other vampires rather than their human employees. He'd also seen the surveillance footage. It made sense to him that blood lust could be part of just lust rather than for food, and he assumed (given the amount of blood he'd seen) that vampires could sustain more blood loss than humans. It was... interesting.

[anamusebouche]

"I have, yes," Hannibal said. "Think of it as licking honey from a naked body; it's not for nurture, but for pleasure."

[alcuin]

Alcuin nodded. That made sense. He leaned in and licked a line across Hannibal's neck. "Does it taste different?"

[anamusebouche]

Hannibal hummed. "It's cold, but with a hint of spice. Being bitten doesn't affect us as it does humans, but... it does affect somewhat. It's... very enjoyable."

[alcuin]

"When you drink from me, is it more like food or pleasure?" Alcuin asked curiously. Having set down the wine glass, he had his arms draped around his neck again.

[anamusebouche]

"You taste exceptionally sweet, so it's always a pleasure," Hannibal didn't mind admitting. "But I don't rely on you for food. You mean much more to me than a meal."

[alcuin]

"I am glad," Alcuin said, and kissed him softly. "And I love that things are so... blessedly quiet, when I'm with you. But it can be a little disconcerting that I can't hear your thoughts. I always know when someone likes me, when they want me, what they want..."

[anamusebouche]

Hannibal kissed his chest. "I like you," he assured him. Another kiss. "I want you." Another kiss. "I would like nothing more than for you to fuck yourself on me right here in this chair as I bite you again."

[alcuin]

Alcuin shivered. “Let me just… fetch some lubricant,” he murmured, and climbed off of him.

[anamusebouche]

There was a part of Hannibal (ever present in any vampire) to drain Alcuin whole. He never did, of course, but there was always that wish, deep down. It was fortunate that Alcuin couldn't read that.

He lazily pulled himself off, making sure he was erect again, as he watched Alcuin fetch the lube.

[alcuin]

Alcuin returned, and considered logistics briefly before hoping up on Hannibal’s desk, on the very edge. He held the lube out to him and spread his legs, smiling coyly.

[anamusebouche]

"Bend over, I'm feeling lazy," Hannibal replied with a grin.

[alcuin]

Alcuin looked amused, but he wordlessly hopped down, and bent over the desk with his forearms on it, then looked over his shoulder at him.

[anamusebouche]

Hannibal kept his eyes on him as he lubed hif fingers and kept looking at him as he teased and pressed inside. "Tell me how eager you are," he requested.

[alcuin]

“For you inside me?” Alcuin breathed. “Always. Are you?”

[anamusebouche]

Hannibal grinned. "Always," he replied and pressed in two fingers; he was going to be quick about this.

[alcuin]

Alcuin let out a soft gasp, and squirmed a little before teasing, “Just promise me you won’t be thinking about Dr. House while you fuck me.”

[anamusebouche]

Hannibal couldn't help but snort at that. "You read his mind, I'm sure. I only meant to make him squirm a little."

[alcuin]

Alcuin let out a soft gasp as Hannibal's fingers twisted inside him.

"Are you going to bite me again?" he murmured.

[anamusebouche]

Yes.

"I don't want to take too much, my love," Hannibal said, gently, knowing Alcuin would insist it was fine.