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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[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.

[alcuin]

"I feel fine," said Alcuin.

He looked over his shoulder at him again. "Do I... actually taste better than other humans, or is it just because you love me?"

[anamusebouche]

"You taste sweeter; perhaps because you love me," Hannibal admitted. "And certainly because I love you." He removed his fingers and positioned himself. He was done with answering questions.

So he pushed inside.

[alcuin]

Alcuin thought Hannibal had wanted him to ride him, but he absolutely was not complaining, and the moaned as Hannibal filled him. He rested his head on his forearms against the table and closed his eyes.

[anamusebouche]

This was mostly to shut Alcuin up. Hannibal groaned as he pushed inside and didn't stop until he was fully inside, where he waited for Alcuin to adjust.

[alcuin]

Alcuin adjusted quickly. "Please..." he breathed.

[anamusebouche]

Hannibal did not move. "I do love making you squirm a little," he confessed. And still did not move.

[alcuin]

A little whine escaped Alcuin, and he did indeed squirm. "You want it as much as I do."

[anamusebouche]

Hannibal still didn't move. "I do, yes. Make me want to," he demanded, gently but pressing.

[alcuin]

Alcuin shuddered. "You... you know how good I feel," he breathed. "How good I taste. I want you to fuck me hard because I know how good it will make you feel. I want to go to sleep with come dripping down my thighs and blood dripping down my neck." He laughed breathlessly and added, "God, you should draw me like that."

[anamusebouche]

"For my eyes only," Hannibal said in a low voice. Then he began fucking Alcuin; hard against the desk, making sure each push was as deep as Alcuin could take it and hitting his sweet spot.

Only when he was satisfied with Alcuin's whimpers did he lean over to bite him.

[alcuin]

Alcuin cried out in pleasure and felt his nails dig into the wood of the desk as he tried to brace himself.

[anamusebouche]

Hannibal knew exactly when to stop and it was always tempting to continue beyond that point. He didn't though, and pulled back to be able to fuck him hard again.

[alcuin]

Alcuin whimpered when Hannibal started fucking him harder, already feeling himself close to the edge again after the rush from the bite. "Yes, my love - " he gasped out. "More..."

[anamusebouche]

"Touch yourself," Hannibal growled and bit him again. This time he didn't take much blood at all. It was just the sting it caused.

[alcuin]

Alcuin cried out sharply at the bite, and reached down to wrap his fingers around his cock. God it felt so good...

[anamusebouche]

Hannibal picked another spot, more sensitive and big down hard. He wanted Alcuin overcome with sensation.

[alcuin]

The slice of pain as his fangs sank into Alcuin's skin once again made him cry out, and then within seconds he was coming. Hard. Gasping and his body bucking underneath him.

[anamusebouche]

That was what drew Hannibal over the edge and he came, groaning and prasing Alcuin in his native tongue.

"My love," he sighed when he came down from it.

[alcuin]

Alcuin let out a long, contented sigh. He brought his fingertips to his neck and murmured with a chuckle, "Everyone's going to wonder how I'm not dead with all these bite marks on me."

[anamusebouche]

"Everyone is going to remember your mine," Hannibal replied, leaning over to softly kiss his back.

[alcuin]

"That they will," Alcuin said. He straightened up and turned, slipped his arms around his neck. "Though it's still fortunate that they heal quickly. I'd like to scout out WSS in the next few days while the rumor mill about the new M is still spinning."

[anamusebouche]

"Very good," Hannibal said, and pushed a lock of hair from Alcuin's face. "That will be quite valuable information."

[alcuin]

Alcuin didn't ask Hannibal for any constraints on how he got it. He knew that Hannibal trusted him, and they most knew what methods tended to be most effective. When people let their guards down and let their minds wander.

"I should shower before bed," he said lightly, and kissed him.