Hannigram Fanfiction - From Death to Love - Chapter 4
Chapter 4: The Revelation
A series of events surrounded the life of the doctor and his patient. The pressure of Jack on Will only increased. Now that Will knew how Hannibal was special to him, the fisherman didn't want to lose him to Jack. But on the other hand, he didn't want to betray the FBI. So Will had an idea. Make Hannibal reveal himself to Jack, so Jack could see who was Hannibal and unravel who was the Chesapeake Ripper, and allow Hannibal to escape. So no one would take a loss.
Will and Hannibal were alone in the psychiatrist’s office, warmed by the firelight of fireplace. Hannibal was drawing something on his desk while Will walked around the office. Will had to put his plan into practice, making Hannibal prove to Jack Crawford who he was. But it was hard to concentrate for Will, because he was alone with the person he wanted in a cozy and warm environment, a really conducive place to… make love. ‘Having sex with Hannibal.’ Will couldn’t get that idea out of his head, he couldn’t think of anything else. ‘What a bullshit!’ He thought. He walked around the office, sat in the armchair patient, talked a bit with Hannibal, then turned to walk again… All this was an attempt to get distracted and not think too much on that idea. Hannibal saw the restlessness of his pupil and just asked Will.
'You seem anxious, Will. Something happened? '
'I'm just having an idea.'
'And what idea would be?'
Will began walking slowly toward Hannibal as he spoke. But even before he continue talking, Will approached the table and saw the drawing that Hannibal did. Hannibal looked at Will and explained him about Achilles and Patroclus. The fisherman felt honored somehow. Will knew he was referring to both of them. Is it possible to have a life by his side? For some reason Will had such a hope. But Jack was invading his mind again, making him return to himself. Will turned to the fireplace and said they would be caught. And then proceeded to tell his idea.
Hannibal nodded. ‘I owe it to Jack. I’ll give him the Chesapeake Ripper.’
Mission completed. Will took a deep breath. The first part of his plan had worked. Now he had to focus on the escape of Hannibal, considering Jack not to discover.
At FBI headquarters, Will talked to Freddie Lounds. He asked her to not write about Abigail Hobbs. Freddie also seemed to have some connection with the girl and seemed to understand Will. Will didn’t know this encounter could cause him many problems…
Hannibal invited Jack to dinner at his house that night. He knew it wouldn’t be an easy night. At his office, Will helped him burn the files that Hannibal had saved for years practicing his profession. And then he found the notes on him. Will read some things, thought it was funny to read about his own psychological profile and threw them in the fireplace.
Hannibal started down the stairs. Will looked at the back of Hannibal as he descended the stairs. He looked at him from head to foot, enjoying everything. The former teacher took a deep breath trying to control himself. Hannibal was carrying too many books, and fumbled a bit before reaching the last step, he tripped and dropped all the books he was carrying. Seeing this, Will ran up against Hannibal and grabbed the ladder, envolving him with hands up on the hands of Hannibal still holding the ladder, stopping him from falling. Even if nothing serious would happen, since it was only in the last step, Hannibal thanked courtesy of Will.
'Oh, thank you! I nearly fell…' Hannibal said, surprised at himself, laughing lightly.
'Y-you're welcome…' Will said a bit flustered, feeling his body touching directly on the doctor's back, and he could smell his scent and feel the warmth of his body. Will took a deep breath. He wanted to move his hand around that big body, feeling every part of it, but Will just backed away. But before pulling away completely, Hannibal came downstairs and held in one of his arms. Will, surprised, stopped and just looked at the therapist, confused. Hannibal turned and stared at Will, pulled him slightly closer through the arm he held, Will took a step forward, just following Hannibal. The doctor took his other hand to the nape of Will. 'What is he doing?' Will thought, breathing deeply, confused by what was happening. That closeness was leaving him a bit aroused. The doctor pulled lightly Will's nape close to his face, as if to hug, but it was just to smell it. Hannibal deeply inspired the fragrance and closed his eyes. The fisherman felt the breath right side of his neck, and a shiver ran through his body, Will closed his eyes in an attempt to control, breathing deeply through his mouth.
'Why…' Said Hannibal, still close, opening his eyes slowly. '… do you smell like Freddie Lounds?' He continued.
At that moment, Will opened his eyes, and was somewhat frightened. Surprised and not quite knowing what to do, Will tried to explain.
Hannibal tilted his head slightly to the side, and continued to speak.
Not knowing what to answer, Will stayed silent. He couldn’t think of anything to say. Hannibal intimidated him somehow, but intimidated by his alpha, dominant and sensual presence. This left Will a bit lost on his own reasonings.
'Why did you lie to me?' Insisted the doctor.
'I…' Will couldn't explain. First, the idea was to trick him actually. But now things had changed, Will had fallen in love with Hannibal and it had changed the course of things. But how would he explain that? It would be embarrassing.
'Will you not tell me?' Hannibal asked getting face to face with Will, just staring at him, stroking the face of the young fisherman.
Will couldn’t say anything, he just opened his mouth but nothing came out. He knew how much it was bothering his therapist, how he was feeling betrayed, and how it all could be dangerous. All what Will didn’t want was a serial killer shaken emotionally in front of him, because Will knew that this could lead to a bloody end.
'If you don't tell me everything, I'll make you tell me, Will…'
'Will you kill me?' The FBI agent asked, a little desperate.
'Well… I will punish you for lying to me.'
It only left Will with more scared. He was extremely vulnerable. He knew what Hannibal was capable of, but not how he would do this. He felt angry with himself for having been distracted by the passion he felt about the doctor, and forget the fact that his sweetheart was a serial killer. As it was difficult, Will tried to think to find some way to not letting Hannibal kill him.
'I'll explain everything… but remember that if you kill me, they will catch you, and I am the only one who can make you escape of them…'
'Are you asking me to trust you, Will?'
'I trusted you. You just throw the gift I gave you away… and do you want me to trust you again?' Hannibal said bringing his face closer to Will, slightly exalted.
Will felt intimidated and looked away. It was hurting him inside. He didn’t wanted have betrayed Hannibal’s trust, especially after he realized that he loved him. Will’s mind was in a war between explain what was happening and the pain of bothering Hannibal.
'I'm sorry… I lov-' Before Will could finish speaking, the doctor reversed places with Will, in one swift motion, leaving the back of Will leaning against the stairs, he grabbed both arms of the former teacher and took them up, touching them on the stairs, and held them with a handcuff. 'Handcuffs?' Will questioned looking up, extremely surprised. It was really unexpected. Then he looked back at Hannibal.
Hannibal just ignored, he ducked and held Will’s ankles to the edges of the stairs, one on each side and stood up. He arranged his hair which was falling over his eyes and walked away. He looked to Will who was totally helpless and trapped on the stairs, enjoying the scene, he just gave a slight smirk.
'Before deciding what to do to punish you… I'll do what I wanted to do for a long time with you, dear.'
'Are you going to torture me?' Will asked, a little scared, trying to release himself.
'Yes… But it's not the torture you're thinking…' said Hannibal, approaching again.
Will frowned, getting more confused. Hannibal stood in front of Will and simply began to unbutton his shirt. Then opened the shirt, while running his hand all over Will’s chest and shoulders, to leave him a naked thorax.
'Where is Miss Lounds?' Asked the doctor as he passed his hands on Will's chest.
'A-at the FBI…' Will said breathlessly, feeling chills as Hannibal touched him.
'So Jack knows about it…' said Hannibal.
'Tell me more.' Hannibal ordered.
Will said nothing. Just looked at Hannibal, confused about his intentions, and soon this crossed his mind: “Hannibal will sexually abuse me. This is one of his fetishes, and he wants to accomplish it before throwing me away. He realized that I feel a great attraction for him and will take advantage of it. He will make me reveal everything, even about my feelings for him… He will punish me for having betrayed him, torturing me emotionally and sexually. This is the end. Completely humiliated.”
Hannibal brought his face to Will’s neck, kissed it and then gave it a provocative lick. Will felt chills, it was extremely unexpected and it began to arouse him.
'W-what was that?' He asked, stammering, his face flushed, a little scared. Will felt nervous, because after all, the person he was in love was seducing him, and for a moment it made Will forget the problems and the dangerous situation he was in, making him think only of pleasure between him and Hannibal.
Still with his face close to the neck, Hannibal raised his head slightly and whispered at Will’s ear, in a raspy, sexy voice deliberately to tease him.
Will shivered all over. Deep breath and closed his eyes, trying to resist that temptation. He realized that soon something between his legs would grow if it continued. The therapist was kissing Will’s neck, then went to shoulders… chest… navel. Will moved slightly, this time breathing through the mouth involuntarily enjoying the caresses of Hannibal and controlled his best to not let escape any moan of pleasure. The doctor just stopped. Will, completely immersed in the mood, opened his eyes and looked at Hannibal, who was down.
'Why did you stop?' Will said breathlessly.
'Because you didn't answer me.' Hannibal said, looking up.
That was the torture. Tease Will until he can’t handle with that and reveal everything. Unfair and pleasurable. Will looked frustrated aside. He wanted that ‘torture’ to continue. On the other hand his rational side prevented him from speaking. But even Will being smart enough to circumvent the tricks that love preached, he was just a man. A man with heart, feelings… and desires.
'Jack and I were plotting it. I would be the bait, he would be the fishing rod… And you would be the fish. I confess I lied to you… In the beginning my intention was to pretend to be joining with you, for the end me and Jack catch you.' Will took a deep breath and continued. 'But now things have changed… With all this interaction with you… I saw how much we are alike… Dr. Lecter.'
Hannibal stood up and put his hand on Will’s face.
'What made you change your mind?'
Will looked deeply into Hannibal’s eyes. ‘I fell for you.’ That was what he wanted to talk but couldn’t. Will just stood panting, frustrated that he could not express himself. The doctor noticed the deep look, full of meaning behind his silence, but said nothing. He wanted to hear the explanation through Will’s mouth after all. Hannibal sighed, grabbed lightly Will’s nape and then continued with his ‘torture’. He approached and gave him a sweet kiss on his mouth. Will got surprised. It was the first kiss between them. Eyes closed, the doctor caressed Will’s face with his thumb. Will also closed his eyes, surrendering to Hannibal kiss. It was all he wanted most. Chills ran through the whole Will’s body. Hannibal stroked his hair as he kissed him, and soon opened his mouth leading his tongue into Will’s mouth, which corresponded, causing the tongue into Hannibal’s mouth. At first it was a slow and tender kiss.
Both got face away quietly and looked at each other. Hannibal felt something different and comforting, he just looked kindly at his patient, enjoying the look of love of Will. Will forgot all the trouble he was in, and focused only in that moment that belonged only to those two, no one else. Passionate and filled with longing glances, both started kissing again, with tongue, though this time it was a provocative and passionate kiss.
The doctor leaned his whole body over Will’s, holding his hair and the boy’s waist, while Will tried to grab Hannibal, but his arms were trapped, then Will just stood moving his whole body as the two kissed. Hannibal brought his hand up the Will’s ass and gripped it. Will moaned as he kissed the doctor, and realizing this gap of pleasure, the therapist smiled and turned his face away a bit, just to look at Will. Both were panting heavily and looked at each other, eyes of passion and desire. Hannibal took his other hand to the other parts of Will, and through his pants, he could feel a bulge growing between Will’s legs. Hannibal smiled and Will moaned when the doctor touched him there, leaning his head back, closing his eyes. Lecter began to unbutton Will’s pants, who was panting like crazy.
'Yes… Please…' Will said looking back at Hannibal. Begging him to touch him. That was what he wanted. Hannibal smirked and simply stopped doing what he was doing.
'No… Please, don't stop…' Will complained.
'You know what to do. If you want me to go on, tell me everything.'
'What I have to tell, sounds ridiculous.' Will said, looking away, feeling his face flush.
'I wont judge. You know I wont.'
Will took a deep breath again, and started talking.
'I never thought I'd find someone so different and yet so similar to me in this world… That was when you arrived. At first you seemed a pathetic psychiatrist…' Will said, chuckling. Hannibal raised his eyebrows and gave a light laugh, and continued to listen. '… But over time I saw that you was not as futile as well, and for the first time, I thought I had found a friend.' Will said, looking to the side thoughtfully, with a slight smile on his face.
Hannibal felt a bit thrilled to hear Will say ‘friend,’ it was what he always wanted to hear, but the doctor managed not to show emotions, and just continued to listen to his dear ‘friend’. Still looking aside, Will continued.
'But unfortunately, this friend was a serial killer… He was the enemy who I was hunting during that time. You used me, made people believe that I was crazy…' Will paused, looked back at the doctor seriously. '… And all that was turning into a deadly hatred. All I wanted was to kill you. I lost count of how many times I fantasized I was killing you.' Will laughed and continued. 'At that moment I decided to take my revenge. Since it was hard to defeat you, why not join you? And who knows so I could pick it up and show everyone how bastard you were.'
Hannibal felt a bit offended, but continued to listen. Will turned his gaze to the side.
'That was when I returned. I returned determined to defeat you… and then I've tried to join you. I went back to therapy, tried to understand what was going on in your head… And then you invited me to participate a little more in your life… And that's when everything changed.' Will looked back at Hannibal. 'I began to see the other side… About how much you understood me and cared for me… I…' Will hesitated for a moment. 'I began to see you as an alibi… And I realized I couldn't live without it. I realized how much I'm lonely without you.' Said the fisherman, breathing deeply. Hannibal also took a deep breath. For him, it was like listening to a beautiful orchestra, it was something that touched his heart somehow. One of the few things that could still touch it. Will looked down as his face got flushed. 'But… The biggest problem is that all of this resulted in a feeling that I never have thought would hit me again…' Will then turned to look deep into the Hannibal's eyes, took a deep breath. 'I ended up falling in love with you… Hannibal.' Will finished, extremely emotional, nervous and relieved in a way, with eyes full of tears.
Hannibal took a deep breath, as if to hold his emotions. He brought his hand up to Will’s face again and stroked, looking him fondly. Will bit his own lips in an attempt to not shed tears, but it was in vain. A tear trickled from his eyes as he looked at Hannibal. With a crying voice, Will said: ‘I’m so sorry. I just wanted to find a way to put an end at all of this… So Jack could see who you are and you come out unscathed. I expected everything to be fine with that…’
Hannibal also couldn’t hold back the tears and left one to escape him. He sighed, trying to calm himself to speak.
'You could have told me. I would have understood, Will.' Hannibal said still stroking the face of his patient.
'I've tried… But I denied myself… So I couldn't say anything…' Will said, looking down.
Hannibal led his hand to his chin and lifted his face carefully, doing Will look back at him.
At that moment Will’s heart sped up, and his eyes shone even more.
'We can start from here, Will.' Hannibal completed being extremely affectionate.
Will got more thrilled to hear that. Does this could be the beginning of a new life for him? A life beside Hannibal? The doctor brought his face closer again and this time kissed Will slowly, loving way, sweet, gentle, closing his eyes as if he were dealing with a girl who had never been kissed before. Will felt the care that Hannibal was having to kiss him, and just closed his eyes. This time it was more a sentimental kiss than a sexual one. Sweet and delicate.
Chapter 3 - The Certainty
