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to sate the beast
4.7k / explicit PWP / hannigram / top!Will / CNC / begging / dirty talk
Will brushed a thick thumb over the head of Hannibal’s cock, smearing pre-cum, and then began to jerk him slowly as he leant in and took Hannibal’s lips in his own again. “I don’t care if you don’t have time,” Will whispered into the wet seam of his mouth. “I want to fuck you, so I’m going to fuck you.”
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as the last page burns
hannigram / light the magnus archives crossover / horror elements / major character death / tags contain spoilers / 8,310 words
Eventually, he got out of bed and padded out of his room, intent on making some coffee. But as he drew closer, a cold sense of foreboding tipped itself over his head like cracking an egg. Someone was in the house. Someone was in the kitchen.
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though blood does taste as sweet
by bearclaws
explicit vampire hannibal / werewolf will with a/b/o dynamics
Will Graham receives an invitation to Castle Lecter that he can't refuse.
“You brought me here,” he whispered. He wrapped a large hand around the back of Hannibal’s neck, claws digging into the soft and yielding arteries there. “And now you play with my mind.” He raked his talons through Hannibal’s long hair, grabbing a fistful and yanking back as the pervading scent of the man’s heat filled his head. “Do you blame me?” panted Hannibal, head thrown back. Will stared at his exposed neck catching the soft lamplight. “I crave your death,” Will rasped. His mouth was aching with saliva, with the urge to rip and tear at the man above him. “And you crave my blood."
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A fill for the @folieadeuxserver Fall AU challenge!
if only I could make it right (or: ten things hannibal thinks as he falls)
1k / hannigram / “what could have been” angstfluff
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gilded veins
hannigram / vampire AU / chaptered fic, regular updates / blood drinking, explicit, angst, fated mates, possessive behaviour
Bringing my mouth back down to his throat, I lick the escaping droplets of blood, pulling my wet tongue languidly all the way from the bottom of his neck, over the puncture wounds, over his soft, throbbing jugular and into the hollow of his jaw bone. My tongue snags on stubble and I skip over his beard, bringing my mouth to his cheek and pressing a soft kiss there, leaving a smear of blood. I kiss and kiss my bloodstained way along the skin of his cheek, up his temple, coming to rest in his soft, slightly curled dark locks. Inhaling deeply, I let his mossy, intoxicating scent flow through my body. And then bring myself back down to drink.
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