#matthew~

[yourtastefulcannibal]

Hannibal and Matthew - Bother

[original ask]

@adm1rationofthem0ngoos3 "Yes," Matthew replied, looking curiously at what Hannibal was up to. "Always."

"Insatiable thing you are," he purred, yet to actually turn his head to look at Matthew, in part because he knew it would drive him berserk.

[yourtastefulcannibal]

What is your opinion on this post, Dr. Lecter?

A low chuckle escaped him as he read the words. "Will and I would make for an attractive pair, I suppose, although I doubt he would be comfortable with anyone besides Matthew watching such an act. I'd need to be certain that he wasn't upset with me, however, before I let his mouth stray to such places."

[yourtastefulcannibal]

Matthew, as was common regarding him, popped out of nowhere.

"Hi Hannibal~ It's eight-o-clock now..."

“Good evening, Matthew,” Hannibal greeted, inviting the man inside. He was dressed much more casually than usual, wearing a simple button down and dress pants, the sleeves of the shirt rolled up to his forearms to reveal those crescent-shaped scars.

[yourtastefulcannibal]

dr lecter Matthew needs to get bloodwork done but says he hates needles and won’t go! Can you help (maybe he needs some exposure therapy!)

"Thank you for informing me... I will have to check with Matthew to see if this is accurate."

( @adm1rationofthem0ngoos3 )

[yourtastefulcannibal]

"Rahh."

"Rah? Are you alright, Matthew?"

[yourtastefulcannibal]

"Hello Hannibal. What cologne do you use?"

[You do in fact give great head.]

“Nothing that is to Will’s tastes, I am sure, so it wouldn’t serve your needs,” Hannibal replied, remaining as neutral as circumstances might allow for.

“In any case, I’ve recently been wearing an eau de parfum by Perfumer H, boasting notes of black currant, mint, and bergamot. It’s something of a luxury item, admittedly, a bottle, if you can find it, costing something like seven hundred dollars.”

[why thank you, you are ever so kind. I do my very best]

[yourtastefulcannibal]

"I just remembered I can bother you hihihihihi-"

"Were you feeling neglected?" Hannibal asked, taking his hands away from the keys of the piano to scratch a few more notes onto the half-empty staff paper set on the piano's music stand.