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The case Jack had gleefully picked up unfortunately sat right outside of town, and he thought he’d bring his best with him. And of course, his best being Will Graham and his much needed psychiatrist, Hannibal Lecter. They had nowhere to stay, so this meant getting a hotel, and unfortunately for them again , it was winter break so it was the exact time when other people were also in need of a hotel room.
The only hotel that was nearby was completely packed full of people when they entered. Will's breathing staggered and grew heavy, he felt like he could start crying just from the amount of people in the lobby. Hannibal placed a hand on his shoulder to calm him down, noticing the panic attack that he was poorly trying to hide.
He grew flustered from the touch but it calmed him nevertheless.
his hand lingered on Wills shoulder a bit longer before the trio made their way to the front desk.
“We need three one-bed rooms.” Jack said to the person behind the counter who looked exhausted and tired of dealing with customers yelling at them all day.
“We only have two rooms left.” they said with a flat tone. Jack looked disappointed at the worker,
“You should consider yourself lucky, someone had to cancel so these rooms just opened. And it's better than nothing.” Jack sighed, it was already next to midnight and he wasn't about to sleep in the car with two other grown men.
“Alright,” he reached into his pocket and took out his wallet,
“How long will you be staying?”
“5 Days.”
The person behind the counter got out two cards, “Rooms 247 and 246.” They placed the cards down.
He paid for the rooms and turned to Will and Hannibal, now realizing only one person would be able to sleep alone.
“Are either of you two fine with sharing?”
“I have no problem with it.” Hannibal smiled and looked over to Will for how he would respond. Will swallowed the lump in his throat as the other two looked at him, he knew he would most-likely have to share a room with his psychiatrist- of whom he had realized he liked a little too much than he usually would for a man.
He hesitated before speaking and shakily spit out: “Uhm, yeah, sure.” Not knowing whether this was a good choice or not but, hey, what's the worst that could happen? I mean, for all he knew, Hannibal could feel the same.
Will had noticed some… odd behavior recently with Hannibal, behavior of which he hadn’t done to anyone else, not even Alana- of whom he knew is… or at least was having sex with Hannibal. He’d been more physical with Will, touching him more than often, the touches lingering just beat too long . Even just looking at him, Will would often feel Hannibal's eyes on him, he always ignored it, although sometimes when he was feeling especially attention hungry (or horny as some would refer to it) he would find ways to present his more flattering features. Which meant turning his back to Hannibal and bending over slightly to show off his ass- which, to be fair, had Hannibal swoon.
He’d also been going out of his way to spend more time with Will, joining him on every case he was working on, inviting him to every dinner, trying to stretch out their therapy sessions as long as possible (the longest having gone on for two and a half hours). Will had noticed the time difference in their sessions but wasn’t upset or disturbed by it, he always pretended to not notice- unless he actually had something important happening or needed to get somewhere.
Jack let out a sigh of relief that he would be able to have a room all to himself that night. “Great,” he held out the card for either of them to grab, Will was the one to take it.
They got to the rooms and Will was desperate to get in bed. He opened the door with Hannibal very close behind him, he could practically feel his breath. He got the door open before kicking himself for not even thinking that there might only be one bed and not two. he groaned and threw his suitcase near the bathroom entrance.
“Are you alright Will?” he asked after he heard the groan from the other man,
He held his head in his hands and rubbed his eyes, “Yeah, it's just… I thought there'd be two beds.” Hannibal looked over to the bed.
“Well there's no other rooms, we could see if Jacks has two beds if you'd like.”
He left the room and went to the room next to theirs, he knocked and Jack appeared on the other side. He looked past him to see that his room also only had one bed, he sighed in disappointment.
“What is it Will?”
“Nothing, nevermind, good night.”
“Good night.”
He went back to his room and Hannibal had stayed sitting at the bed. “He also only has one bed.” Will said while moving his suitcase closer to the bed then starting to rummage through it before taking out his toothbrush and toothpaste.
He changed in the bathroom after he finished brushing, then realizing he didn't bring anything that would cover him up while in bed, so he just kept himself in his boxers and a t-shirt.
He walked out to see Hannibal had also changed, he seemed to be in less clothing than Will, only being in a pair of tight boxer briefs.
He quickly focused his gaze to the floor as he tried ignoring the growing feeling in his crotch. He got on the other side of the bed and pulled the blanket over himself then turning off the light beside him, Hannibal followed, doing the same.
He didn’t know if he could sleep with Hannibal being practically naked right next to him, but he could at least try to.
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It had been 20 minutes of him laying down with his eyes closed, still awake. The only thing that caused his eyes to open was the feeling of his psychiatrist wrapping his arm around his stomach. He pulled Will in closer, he could hear the faint noise of snoring, ‘Is he asleep?’ he thought to himself, he suddenly felt something poking his backside as Hannibal pushed closer. ‘Oh.’
He decided to make the best of the situation and started grinding his hips into Hannibal's growing bulge. He gripped tighter around Will who pushed back harder. As he continued the motion he could feel his own erection growing. Hannibal's hand began to travel down Will's torso until he reached his boxers. He palmed over the encased erection, massaging it while Will continued to grind against his cock. Small whimpers left his lips until he started biting into his lower lip to muffle the sounds- which quickly backfires as Hannibal slips his hand past the waistband of his boxers and caressed Will's cock.
“H-Hannibal,” He breathed out. He kissed the back of Will’s head, “Will.” He used the same whimpery tone Will had used, as if to imitate him. He rocked his hips harder, hungry for more, he could hardly believe this was even happening, having his insanely attractive psychiatrist pump his cock while he rubbed up against him like a bear trying to soothe its itchy back on a tree.
“Oh god- please-” he moaned, not exactly knowing what he was asking for but still begging for something .
He took his hand out from Will's boxers and moved it to his cheek, nudging his head around while he moved his own forward to get better access to his lips before kissing him.
He shifted over and planted himself above Will and pushed the blanket away while keeping their lips connected, his legs wrapped around Hannibal and pulled his hips in closer, their aching erections pulsing against each other. He grabbed onto the back of Hannibal's neck and shoved his face in closer, digging their tongues into each other's throats.
Hannibal broke away with Will's hands still holding onto the back of his neck, “Tell me you want this Will.” He wasn’t demanding, he was asking, looking for approval to continue. “Yes. Yes I want this, please.” He pushed his legs in closer and pulled his face back down just to taste him again, he was already addicted to the feeling of his lips, craving his taste.
Hannibals hips rocked against Wills, their cocks twitching as they rubbed against each other, Will loathed the teasing feeling of it, just wanting Hannibal to fuck him right then and there.
“H-Hannibal, please” he squeaked while trying his best to keep quiet, not wanting to disturb the others in the rooms around them.
“Use your words dear.” he starting kissing over the skin of his neck, “Fuck me.” Will whined as he held onto Hannibal's sides to try and control the movement of his hips as they rocked against his own. Hannibal smiled and moved his hands to the waistband of Will’s boxers, “With pleasure.” He tugged them down while his lips continued to move around his neck. Will kicked his underwear away and pulled his shirt off past Hannibal (who was still working around his neck) and onto the floor, Hannibal lifted his head up as Will's shirt pushed past his face.
He brushed his thumb over Will’s soft lips, “Open,” he complied, widening his jaw, ready for whatever Hannibal wished to do with him. He pressed two fingers inside his gaping mouth and Will didn’t need any instruction for what to do next, he enclosed his lips around them and licked over, between, and all around them, drenching them with his saliva and sucking on them as if they were the straw leading to the last few drops of water in need to quench his ever-lasting thirst.
Hannibal stared at him in awe, amazed at the man before him and what other parts of him would feel like in his mouth, his cock twitched at the thought, growing ravenous to know what Will's tongue could do around his length.
He pulled the fingers away and traced around his hole, his back arched a bit at the cold feeling of his spit. Hannibal sunk a single digit inside, Will let out a muffled moan covered by his tooth digging into his lip.
His finger gingerly slid in and out of Will, his hips pushed further into the digit, noticeably so, wanting more. Wills eyes squeeze shut with a groan as Hannibal shoves another inside, and, oh- a sudden realization hit him-
“You're so tight,” Wills eyes opened and his face grew red, suddenly feeling shy and embarrassed. He speaks after a few beats of awkward silence, “When it comes to men… I've never done anything more than a blow job.” he shakily admits. Hannibal smiled, “I’m honored to be the first inside you.” Will grew calmer from his reassuring words, he moved his hand to pull Hannibals face in, they kissed as Hannibal continued inside Will, of whom has now started moaning into his psychiatrist's mouth.
He spread them apart to stretch him further. Will whined and bit into Hannibal's lower lip, causing Hannibal to dig his tongue farther into his mouth once his teeth were removed. He scissored his fingers before adding a third, he moved his mouth from Hannibal's and moaned louder and threw his head back.
“Quiet dear, we wouldn't want to wake Jack now would we.” He squirmed from the mention of his boss, “I dont want to talk about Jack while you finger-fuck me.” His fingers stopped with the movement and paused where they were,
“Alright then,” He slid them out and Will contorted his face in confusion, Hannibal pulled his boxer briefs off and, oh wow- he is big , Will gawked at the sight.
He adjusted himself back between Will's legs, he smiled as he figured out what Hannibal was doing. After scanning the room for a bottle of lube and not seeing any but not caring enough to search through drawers, he decided to just spit into his hand, which Will was silently grateful for, finding spit more arousing than the gooey lubricant he usually used.
He spread the saliva over his cock then spit more and spread it over Will's hole just for good measure. He took Will’s legs and placed them over his shoulders, he held onto his hips and slowly pushed himself in. Will reached out to grab onto Hannibal's wrists, dug his nails into the flesh and he bit his lip almost to the point of blood, resisting to make noise but still a little whine managed to sneak through.
He pushed until his whole length was nestled inside, Wills eyes squeezed shut and his lip stained red with his own blood from biting so hard, having grown worried of waking anyone in another room from waking and doing what he could to keep quiet.
“Are you alright?” Will nodded his head, his eyes still squeezed shut, “Your words, Will.” he took in a sharp breath before opening his eyes to the sight of Hannibal towering over him, amazed that this was evening happening, he didn't want it to stop.
“I’m fine, keep going.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, please. You don't know how bad I want this.” he begged, squeezing onto Hannibal’s wrist who held tighter to his waist. Will's legs fell to the sheets as Hannibal brought his face down and locked his lips with the others, he slowly moved his hips back as Will held onto his face, he quickly moved his hands to Hannibal's shoulders, gripping onto them for dear life as his hips moved farther forwards. Hannibal took his head and buried it in Will's neck as he continued.
Will begged and moaned for more, Hannibal stayed cautious and would only speed up slightly, he was too worried about hurting Will and wouldn’t want him to grow weary of him. As the begging continued he realized he’d actually have to get more righteous, as it seemed Will would enjoy it and this wasn’t enough for him.
“Let me know at any point if you would like me to stop.” Hannibal whispered into Will's ear before bringing his chest back up and gripping tighter to his sides. He pulled out to the point where only his tip was inside Will before quickly pulling his hips down. He released a loud moan as his toes curled into the bedsheets. No words telling Hannibal to stop or that it hurt having been heard, in fact, quite the opposite. Will pushed his hips down and kept on begging for him to do it again, give him more, to fuck him until he could no longer form words.
His walls tightened around Hannibal and he pounded into him harder, faster, rougher . No longer able to control his will-power. He was practically growling from the feeling. Will squirmed beneath him, letting out a series of ungodly noises, absolutely entranced from the feeling. Hannibal's fingers traveled Will’s body until he reached his nipples, he rubbed his thumbs over them, he brought his hands up to his mouth before licking his fingers and bringing them back down to his chest. He spread the saliva over the erect-buds, causing Will to shiver. He took them in his fingers and pinched at them. Will moaned as a response to the pain.
His dick twitched and drooled pre-cum as it grew untouched and starved, he reached out a hand to stroke himself but Hannibal caught it before he could make contact, he whined in disapproval, but Hannibal quickly replaced what would have been Will’s hand with his own. He swiftly moved his hand around the shaft, fast and hard, along with the patterns of his thrusts- which were, of course, also fast and hard. He thumbed over the slit, covering his finger in pre-cum, then lifting it to his lips. He licked off the salty juices and savored the taste. Will looked up at him and found it more arousing than he’d like to admit.
He grabbed onto one of Will’s legs and pushed it forwards to change the angle of his hips. The new angle caused his cock to stab perfectly into Will’s prostate. It was only a few more thrusts until Will was coming and screaming Hannibal’s name. Hannibal continued to fuck him post-orgasm, getting faster and rougher, the bed slammed against the wall with every thrust but neither of them seemed to notice, and even if they had, neither of them could have cared enough to pay it any mind. He had kept with the same angle and Hannibal had grabbed back onto Will’s cock, making it go back to full-hardness and quickly coming again right before his own orgasm.
He let go of his sides then pulled out of Will who laid on the bed, chest heaving as he raced to catch his breath, exhausted and wanting to get to sleep. A knock was heard coming from the door. Will grew embarrassed as he remembered they were in a hotel and there were many people around them who were just trying to get to sleep without having to hear random strangers banging in the room next to them.
Hannibal threw his boxers back on and got ready to apologize to a stranger for being too noisy but he opened it to see Jack, looking half asleep and dazed. He held the door so the only thing visible was himself, not wanting Jack to look past him and see Will lay naked on the bed with cum splattered over his torso.
“Is everything ok in here?” He sounded more concerned rather than upset, Did he not know what they had been doing? , in his sleepy haze he most likely somehow wasn’t able to connect the dots.
“Yes, everythings alright in here, now why don't you get back to bed-” He tried closing the door but Jack placed a hand on it.
“I heard some loud noises, like something was hitting the wall and some yelling.” he made a confused sort of face,
“I assure you, nothing has been hitting the wall nor have their been any arguments, we were asleep and I’m sure we would’ve noticed anything of that sort” gaslighting came all-too natural to Hannibal.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, now get back to bed Jack.”
He shut the door and went back to the bed where Will laid naked and spent, his eyes still open and staring over the door. Hannibal went to the bathroom and grabbed a hand towel, he ran it under the sink then went over to Will and wiped his chest clean, his eyes were fixed on Hannibal. He adjusted his legs to get easier access to wipe the cum dripping from his hole.
“I think it’s about time we get to sleep, dear.” Will smiled and Hannibal threw the towel into the open door of the bathroom. He crawled into bed with him and they held onto each other as they laid there,
Will managed to actually get some sleep that night.