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!!Warning!!: talks of manipulation, gaslighting, taking advantage of parental issues, mention of age gap, mention of awful parents, maybe OOC Hannibal, please remember that I do not support any of these, this is for fictional use only! I have never in my life watched Hannibal, so I'm sorry if any of this is wrong information, also English is not my first language. This is my first time writing a fanfic so I'm deeply sorry if it's bad.
Hannibal Lecter, a man known for being a forensic psychiatrist, a normal psychiatrist and a great party host. Hannibal never thought he would be able to love someone or a man to be exact but it all changed when he met you, you were one of his patients, just after one session, Hannibal was hooked, he started to invite you over to his house for… private sessions, out of your parents eyes and free of charge of course. He wanted you to be his, so he did what he knew best, he manipulated you, gaslighted you and when he learned about your parental issues, he took advantaged of that, he cooked for you, he took care of you, he made you attached to him, made you depend on him to take care of you, he was well aware of the age difference between you two, but he did not meet you when you were a minor… you were well over age 20, so the age difference were no problem to him, hell, it helped him manipulate you even more, using it to his advantage, always saying that you should trust him because he's "more mature than you" and that you should listen to him
After a few years of that, he made you come over to his house more often, like 4 days a week… maybe more if he felt needy, he hated not knowing where you are, and he hated it even more that you still had to live with your awful parents, he wanted you to move in with him already so that he can fully take care of you, and that day, the day everything changed when you got a job… a job you were really good at, very good in fact, so good, it only took you a few years to start making millions, Hannibal was happy with how far you came, very happy, but a bit disappointed that you couldn't come over that much like you used to… but that didn't mean he didn't visit you at work and brought you lunch, and after a couple of years, you finally confessed, Hannibal was happy, because it was his plan all along for you to confess your love to him
It was present day now, you and Hannibal were married, for a few years now, he was the househusband while you were the working husband, since you did make around the millions, and there was no need for Hannibal to stay a psychiatrist anymore, he wanted to take care of you and only you, so he left his job when the both of you moved into the house you bought, it even had a basement!, Hannibal looked at the clock in the kitchen as he was busy making food, it seems you were going to come home any minute now, so Hannibal set the table and waited for you to come home, a few minutes passed, Hannibal didn't worry that much, it was only a few minutes, maybe you were stuck in traffic or something and then that few minutes turned into an hour… now Hannibal was a bit worried, where were you?, are you okay? the hour turned into two, Hannibal was very worried now, just as he was about to call you on his phone, he heard the front door open and close, so he immediately went towards you, he grabbed your face gently, his hands on you either side of your face, his eyes meet your tired ones, "My love, you had me worried sick… i was just about to call you, where were you? Did something happen?" Hannibal asks as he looks over your face for any signs of bruises or marks, some of his concern went away when he found none.
"Ehh… just work, nothing serious… sorry that I'm home so late…" You said, a tired smile on your face. "I'm fine, you don't need to be worried about me, Han" You added after a second or two. Hannibal's eyes narrow slightly as he observes your tired smile, sensing that there might be something you're not telling him. He tenderly brushes his thumb over your cheek as he holds your face in his hands, his touch gentle. "My love, I can see that something is troubling you and please, do not apologize for being late. Your well-being is my utmost concern," he says softly, his voice laced with genuine worry. "Tell me, what happened at work? I am here to listen and support you, no matter what." Hannibal's tone is reassuring, his words meant to convey that he genuinely cares about your happiness and safety. Deep down, however, he can't help but feel a twinge of jealousy, wondering if there was someone else at work who had taken up your time, someone who might threaten his hold on you.
"Well…" As you began to speak, Hannibal lets go of your face and takes a small step back, giving you space to speak, he crosses his arms over his chest as he listens to you. "I got behind work a little bit… while i was working… one of the guys asked me if i wanted coffee or something…" As Hannibal heard of another guy in your story so far, his smile tightened ever so slightly, but he stayed quiet, wanting to listen to your story further. "i then told him that he didn't need to get me coffee… I'll get it myself, we both then went to the little kitchen my work has…. i then made myself tea… we then talked about something… can't really remember what it was… and then boom… i realize i was talking to him for… a few hours" You said with a sheepish smile. Hannibal's eyes narrowed as he continues to listen to your explanation. A mix of concern and possessiveness washes over him, his mind racing to process the situation. "I appreciate your honesty, my love," he says, his tone calm but with an underlying hint of unease. "But it does concern me that you spent several hours conversing with this colleague. Did he not understand the boundaries of your professional relationship? It is important to establish clear boundaries, especially with those who may have ulterior motives." Hannibal's words carry a subtle warning, his possessive nature coming to the forefront as he subtly hints at his discomfort.
"Remember, my love, we have built a life together. It is vital that we prioritize our time together, for there are many who would seek to undermine our bond," he says, his voice laced with a mixture of concern and possessiveness. "I would hate to see anyone come between us, jeopardizing the love and trust we have nurtured." Though his words may sound reasonable on the surface, there is an underlying current of control and manipulation. Hannibal's mind is already formulating plans to ensure that your attention remains solely on him, even if it means resorting to more sinister methods. "Oh… yeah, yeah… I know, I wouldn't want anyone to… take me away from you, I'll… make it clear in the workplace I'm married… if you want…" You said, sensing the discomfort and possessiveness coming from Hannibal, trying to keep your tone as apologetic as you can. Hannibal's expression softens slightly, a glimmer of satisfaction dancing in his eyes as he hears your willingness to assert your marital status at work. He reaches out, cupping your face in his hands, his touch gentle.
"My dear, I appreciate your understanding and willingness to protect our relationship," he says, his voice filled with affection. "It is essential that others recognize and respect our bond. Rest assured, my love, I will support you in any way I can to ensure that no one dares to encroach upon what is rightfully ours." As his words leave his lips, Hannibal's thoughts turn towards the colleague who had taken up your time. He contemplates the best course of action to safeguard your loyalty, knowing that he must proceed with caution and precision to maintain his hold over you. "But remember, my love, actions speak louder than words," he adds with a faint smile. "I trust in your commitment to our relationship, and I know you would never intentionally betray my trust, isn't that right my love?" Hannibal asks with a smile, his words hold a subtle warning, a reminder that any betrayal of trust would have dire consequences. Though his affection for you is genuine, his possessive nature lurks just beneath the surface, ready to strike against anyone who dares threaten his happiness with you. "I would… never betray your trust, Han…" As you said the words, Hannibal's smile widens, seeming happy with your answer. "I know actions speak louder than words… but what kind of actions…? You can't really… come to my work… and be there 24/7 with me… you may visit… but my boss will be angry if you… distract me… from my work… or stay there for too long…" You added, trying to keep your tone light, not wanting to upset Hannibal.
Hannibal's smile fades slightly, his expression seemingly understanding, but a glimmer of disappointment remains in his eyes. He removes his hands from your face, his touch lingering for a moment before he takes a step back. "You're right, my love," he says, his voice calm and collected. "I would never want to jeopardize your professional life or create any unnecessary tension with your boss. Rest assured, I will respect the boundaries of your workplace." Hannibal's words are laced with a subtle undertone, a promise that he will find other ways to ensure your loyalty without interfering directly with your work. "Actions, my love, can take many forms," he continues, his tone almost soothing. "While I may not physically be present at your workplace, I can offer you my unwavering support and guidance from afar. We can discuss any concerns or challenges you may face, and I can provide you with the tools to navigate them successfully."
His words hold a sense of control, a reminder that he will always be watching over you, even if you cannot see him. Hannibal's mind is already formulating plans, ways to subtly manipulate situations and individuals around you to ensure your undivided loyalty. "Trust me, my love, I will always find a way to protect what is ours," As he speaks, Hannibal's eyes never leave yours, his gaze penetrating deep into your soul, a reminder that you are his and his alone.
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!!Warning!!: talks of manipulation, gaslighting, taking advantage of parental issues, mentions of age gap, mention of awful parents, maybe OOC Hannibal, please remember that I do not support any of these, this is for fictional use only! I have never in my life watched Hannibal, so I'm sorry if any of this is wrong information, also English is not my first language. I may or may not finish this. This is my first time writing a fanfic so I'm deeply sorry if it's bad
Hannibal Lecter, a man known for being a forensic psychiatrist, a normal psychiatrist and a great party host. Hannibal never thought he would be able to love someone or a man to be exact, but it all changed when he met you, you were one of his patients, just after one session, Hannibal was hooked, he started to invite you over to his house for more… private sessions, out of your parents' eyes and free of charge of course. He wanted you to be his, so he did what he knew best, he manipulated you, gaslighted you and a few other things, and when he learned about your parental issues, he took advantage of that, he cooked for you, he took care of you, he made you attached to him, made you depend on him to take care of you, he was well aware of the age difference between you two, but he did not meet you when you were a minor… you were well over age 20, so the age difference were no problem to him, hell, it helped him manipulate you even more, using it to his advantage, always saying that you should trust him because he's "more mature than you" and that you should listen to him.
After a few years of that, he made you come over to his house more often, like 4 days a week… maybe more if he felt needy, he hated not knowing where you are, and he hated it even more that you still had to live with your awful parents, he wanted you to move in with him already so that he can fully take care of you, and that day, the day everything changed when you got a job… a job you were really good at, very good in fact, so good, it only took you a few years to start making millions, Hannibal was happy with how far you came, very happy, but a bit disappointed that you couldn't come over that much like you used to… but that didn't mean he didn't visit you at work and brought you lunch, and after a couple of years, you finally confessed, Hannibal was happy, because it was his plan all along for you to confess your love to him
It was present day now, you and Hannibal were married, for a few years now, he was the househusband while you, were the working husband, since you did make around the millions, and there was no need for Hannibal to stay a psychiatrist, he wanted to take care of you and only you, so he left his job when the both of you moved into the house you bought, it even had a basement!, Hannibal looked at the clock in the kitchen as he was busy making food, it seems you were going to come home any minute now, so Hannibal set the table and waited for you to come home, a few minutes passed, Hannibal didn't worry that much, it was only a few minutes, maybe you were stuck in traffic or something and then that few minutes turned into an hour… now Hannibal was a bit worried, where were you?, are you okay? the hour turned into two now, Hannibal was very worried now, just as he was about to call you on his phone, he heard the front door open and close, so he immediately went towards you, he grabbed your face gently, his hands on you either side of your face, his eyes meet your tired ones "My love, you had me worried sick… I was just about to call you, where were you? Did something happen?" Hannibal asks as he looks over your face for any signs of bruises or marks, some of his concern went away when he found none.
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if you ever had fangs or sharp teeth hed want you to bite as hard as you could, you could scar him and hed be in absolute heaven
He would definitely be the type of person to show off the marks you leave on him! He wants the marks to last so he would definitely tempt you or make you angry just so that you can mark him up! "Is that the best you can do? i told you i wanted you to bite me... not kiss me~" He wants the marks to BLEED, that how long he wants them there!
OH FS HE WOULD MOST DEFINITELY PUT ON A SHOW EACH TIME HE SHOWED YOU NEW ONES
he’d probably stand there and kinda cup his chest to make them stand out more and just smile, “do you like them?” and like very gently toy with them just to tease you
YES! he would be the biggest tease on earth! he would fold so quickly when you start to touch them! but i believe he would still tease you while you play with them, "Mmm... it seems you really do like them huh?~", he would definitely want you to kiss his chest and mark them! he wants the marks to LAST, he wants to be reminded of who he belongs too! extra points if you leave bite marks on his chest!
he’d fs be the type to try and do it himself with his piercings in but whine and complain to you when it doesn’t feel the same and beg you to do it
ONG! like, he would definitely cum with you just playing with his nipples or sucking them! Since they're so sensitive with the piercings in them, he just wants you to touch them and admire them.
I feel like Hobie would have different types of piercings for his nipples and would ask you which one looks better with his nipples 😩
Sorry that i haven't been posting a lot recently, i have been rizzing up men on character.ai... Anyway... i haven't seen anyone talk about this, maybe someone has... i wouldn't know
Hobie Brown... he has like piercings on his face... do ya'll think he would have nipple piercings?? Since... i keep thinking about it, would Hobie get nipple piercings, or does he have them already? Just think about it... think about it! would he or would he not?!
(Hobie is 20 in this)
Reader sucking/playing with Hobie's pierced nipples, the reader is just rubbing Hobie's nipples through his shirt... and whispering dirty ass shit into his ear while Hobie is softly whimpering and whining for the reader to stop teasing him but at the same time begging the reader to not to take their hands off of his chest, poor boy doesn't even know what he wants at this point~
