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// just in case anyone has been wondering (maybe), I have moved blogs. My Hannibal blog is now @uniquesoalone and is a side blog. My main rp blog is @momenttoosoon which is a Hugh Dancy FC rp blog for Luke Brandon
// haven't posted here in a while, just wanted to say my Hannibal account is now @uniquesoalone and my Luke Brandon (Hugh Dancy FC) account is @momenttoosoon
Just a reminder, my Hannibal rp blog is now @uniquesoalone And my Luke Brandon blog is @momenttoosoon !
This blog has moved to -> @uniquesoalone
Luke has moved to -> @momenttoosoon
"H... they know." (Armand)
“How do you know they know?”
“If it comes to it, I’m your patient,” he said firmly. “You’re not aware of the killing I have done. I’ll be as clean as possible,” he said kissing Hannibal’s cheek, and then his lips, cupping his lover’s face in his hands. “I love you so much. I’ll be careful. Go. Now,” he murmured. Without another thought, he ran off in the opposite direction.
Hannibal nodded, and he wished he'd had time to tell Armand just how much he meant to him, although it was impossible to put into words. He watched him leave before leaving himself, going to his car and driving home.
"H... they know." (Armand)
“How do you know they know?”
Armand had tears in his eyes. “Amour… if you’re not willing to sacrifice your pawn, then he is not a pawn after all. You treasure me,” he murmured. “Go now. I will meet you as soon as I can. I’m not sure how I’m going to clean up. Running home would be in bad taste. They may come within the hour. You clear our stuff. Leave an alibi. Erase me from your home. Then we flee.”
"Try not to make too much mess, be quick be clean but get the job done. I know you can do it," he told him. "It may be impossible to completely erase you from /our/ home but I'll do my best, sweetheart. I love you. Be careful."
"H... they know." (Armand)
“How do you know they know?”
“I know. But that’s how it has to be, H. They know what I do. They don’t know what you do. Right now, your only crime is harbouring a murderer. And you’re real smart, so if we did get caught, you could get yourself out of it, and probably claim I’m insane or some shit. But if they find out that you do the killing… I can’t get you out of that. I’m the expendable one. We both know that. I’ve always been a pawn.”
"Shh... You'll be coming away with me and we won't get caught, I've had this planned for years, since before I knew you, in case they found out about me. My plan has had some tweaking because of you and we'll be fine. Expendable or not I won't let anyone take my pawn."
"H... they know." (Armand)
“How do you know they know?”
Armand shed a single tear. The boy was obviously terrified. “The copycat killer is coming back, H. Only this time, I’m copying the copycat, and I’m going to throw them off,” he said, kissing Hannibal’s cheek. “I’m going to take organs… but I’m going to leave them somewhere else. They won’t understand at all. You go home and pack. I’ll be there soon… A few hours.”
Hannibal wrapped his arms around him and held him close, held him tight. "It doesn't feel right, me going to pack and you killing." He could tell Armand was terrified, but he knew they needed to do this. "Don't worry, it will all go well. We'll be somewhere else by tomorrow and you'll be safe."
"H... they know." (Armand)
“How do you know they know?”
“I think they’re cops, H. They talk like cops. I dunno what they know. I just… heard them say our names, and I heard ‘arrest’.”
“Right,” he nodded. Hannibal hadn’t been expecting this but that didn’t mean he was prepared. “We need to pack some bags quick and leave, I’m not sure how much time we have until they actually do arrest so we need to be quick.”
“They know about my crimes, H. And they think you’re… harbouring me. I don’t even know if they know what you do, but they know what I do, and they’ll be coming. I don’t have time to get home. Pack and I’ll meet you somewhere. I’ll… try to distract them. Leave them another body or something, across town.”
"Good boy, clever boy" Hannibal said softly, culling Armand's face, kissing his forehead, nose, then mouth. "I'll meet you near the airport. Be careful distracting them, we want something that's completely different from any kill of yours."
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"H... they know." (Armand)
“How do you know they know?”
“I think they’re cops, H. They talk like cops. I dunno what they know. I just… heard them say our names, and I heard ‘arrest’.”
"Right," he nodded. Hannibal hadn't been expecting this but that didn't mean he was prepared. "We need to pack some bags quick and leave, I'm not sure how much time we have until they actually do arrest so we need to be quick."
"H... they know." (Armand)
“How do you know they know?”
“I don’t know. But they know. They found out somehow. I heard a few talking. They know about me too.”
"No..." Hannibal frowned, "do they know everything? Who are 'they' exactly, Armand?"
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"H... they know." (Armand)
"How do you know they know?"
WA-PISH
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Hannibal frowned slightly, turning to look at Benjamin. He couldn’t help but a smile a little when he looked at him, “I liked that,” he told him.
He felt like a bit of a failure of a top since Benjamin hadn’t cum, although he knew the younger man hadn’t planned to. “Yeah, just a few moments,” he nodded, moving to lay on his back side Benjamin. “That was really good.”
“I did love that, I had a hard time not cumming,” he admits softly, laying beside him and stroking over his chest. If he hadn’t been trying to control himself, he would have cum just from feeling Hannibal cum inside him. “What do you think of Daddy fucking you with your cum dripping from his ass?”
“It was weird topping whilst not being dominant, but it wasn’t bad. Just different,” he sighed. Hannibal smiled at the idea, “I think that sounds like a really good thing to do, Daddy, want to have your cum in me whilst mine is in you.”
“Well you’l get it, should I be plugged up so that it doesn’t leak, so that it all stays in?” he asks playfully, kissing his shoulder gently.
Hannibal nodded, “definitely. Would you like me to put the plug in or would you prefer to do it yourself?” He asked.
“I think you should do it baby boy, it is your cum after all” he teases, reaching for a plug that was kept in the bedside table and offering it to him, “No need for lube right now” he chuckles.
Hannibal pressed a kiss to Benjamin's skin, "you're so beautiful, you know that, Daddy?" He asked softly as he took the plug and slowly pressed it into the younger man's hole, keeping the cum inside of him.
WA-PISH
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Hannibal frowned slightly, turning to look at Benjamin. He couldn’t help but a smile a little when he looked at him, “I liked that,” he told him.
He felt like a bit of a failure of a top since Benjamin hadn’t cum, although he knew the younger man hadn’t planned to. “Yeah, just a few moments,” he nodded, moving to lay on his back side Benjamin. “That was really good.”
“I did love that, I had a hard time not cumming,” he admits softly, laying beside him and stroking over his chest. If he hadn’t been trying to control himself, he would have cum just from feeling Hannibal cum inside him. “What do you think of Daddy fucking you with your cum dripping from his ass?”
“It was weird topping whilst not being dominant, but it wasn’t bad. Just different,” he sighed. Hannibal smiled at the idea, “I think that sounds like a really good thing to do, Daddy, want to have your cum in me whilst mine is in you.”
“Well you’l get it, should I be plugged up so that it doesn’t leak, so that it all stays in?” he asks playfully, kissing his shoulder gently.
Hannibal nodded, "definitely. Would you like me to put the plug in or would you prefer to do it yourself?" He asked.
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