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Will tosses and turns in the bed, dreaming, but his mind is not held hostage by murderous thoughts of mayhem—it is captivated by the memory of the handsome Alpha he met hours ago.
He could hardly look the doctor in the eye when Hannibal inquired, “Not fond of eye contact are you?” and now, lost in the dream world, he can see Hannibal's beautiful eyes glowing with passion.
Hannibal grasped his wrists, pulling them above his head to secure them tightly. Will moans in heat at the domination, titling his head back and baring his throat as he leaks slick. He's so wet, ripe.
Smiling a wicked grin, Hannibal teases Will with his fingers brushing over his pink nipples, pausing to squeeze, pinch, and caress. Will feels hot all over, and all he wanted was to be filled. He eagerly spread his legs when Hannibal ruts against him.
“Please, take me.” His voice is barely a needy whimper, hardly any air within his lungs as he gasps, feeling slightly lightheaded with want and need as the anticipation gets the best of him. Will could feel slick dripping down his thighs, and from the way the alpha growled, Hannibal could smell how sweet and wet he was.
Hannibal, tenderly, nuzzles his neck then kisses him, even as he roughly slams into Will, stretching him open with one harsh thrust and Will throws his head back and cries out in pleasure as he is suddenly filled to the brim. He is shaking uncontrollably as his slick wet hole clings tight to Hannibal's cock.
As Hannibal grinds, he leans down and lavishes Will's nipples, one after the other, wetly sucking them into his warm mouth. He slips in and out of Will's wet hole, and the fire within Will spread through his body like spider webs.
As Hannibal plays with his nipples, his teeth lightly tugging at the little nubs, Will's breath grows rougher. He wanted to wrap his arms around Hannibal and cling to his stud as Hannibal fucks him, but with Hannibal still holding his wrists in his hand he was trapped, and without a doubt, he loved being at Hannibal's mercy. He was delighted to take anything the alpha would give him.
Will's body sings with pleasure, Hannibal was moving in and out, faster with each thrust, stretching Will as his knot grew larger. The flesh pulled at Will's rim, stretching him as Hannibal's teeth sink into Will's neck to lay a claim as he continues to thrust hard and harder, his rhythm was perfect, and Will felt his cock throb inside him.
Hannibal growls in pleasure as he is fucking Will vigorously. Will shook and tremored with his rising orgasm, calling out to the heavens as Hannibal keeps slamming into him all the way to the hilt, filling him up so full that every thrust made him whimper and moan and feel like his body was a blazing inferno of pleasure.
Hannibal ruts into him over and over, shoving him into the mattress as his teeth sting Will's neck as he bites him and just as Will comes, spilling sticky and wet and warm as his stud knots him, he is ripped out of the dream, his boxers wet with his own release, shaking and moaning Hannibal's name in the midnight hour.
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