Hannibal's Love and Son

During the competitive kiss, Will bit Hannibal's slick tongue, even biting the tip of his tongue. The bloody smell filled their lips, with a hint of punishment, which would make Hannibal His precise sense of taste has been a little sore for a few days, but this will not affect his enjoyment of meals with his sensitive taste.

Hannibal held the back of Will's head and separated the two from the bloody kiss, "Naughty as you are, Will, you should know never to arouse a beast's desire for blood."

"You're not a beast, Hannibal," Will said, panting with a smile.

"I can be, maybe you just don't know." Hannibal pressed Will's wrist and pushed him down on the sofa, "You let me be."

"Otherwise?" Will asked defiantly.

Hannibal blocked Will's questioning with a controlling kiss, and answered Will with actions, otherwise.

The beast will not stop chasing the smell of blood, because the beast will never be satisfied.

Will's body is too young, just like his appearance, especially after he came to Europe, the quality of life made him look younger than himself and him when he first met, Hannibal thought he was both I like it, whether it is Will who has a unique taste now, or Will who used to have a completely different taste in dressing and casualness.

He liked them all, no matter what Will was.He admits that he has different standards for Will than others in this matter.

"Ha, ah!" The sudden icy stimulation caused Will to expand his gasps meaninglessly.

Hannibal took the red wine on the coffee table and poured it down along Will's abdomen. Will's hands gripped Hannibal's back and tightened his strength. Hannibal's shoulder blades and spine were clear and real in his hands prominently.

Cold yet warm, the air in the living room is ambiguous and flowing.

Will knew what Hannibal was going to do, and this time he wasn't in a state of being drunk and letting things go wild. He clasped Hannibal's hand with one hand and put his arm around Hannibal, trying to change his position.

Gently and desperately trying to get Will, Hannibal let Will pin himself down, lying on the sofa with a silk nightgown on his back, and gave Will a tender and loving kiss, but his hands didn't let go of Will just yet. Delicious.

Will leans on Hannibal and dominates with kisses.

He needs more, he wants more.

However, the gentleman's gentleness will not have much patience in this kind of playing hard to get.

Hannibal licks Will's ear.

Will's lucid consciousness made it difficult for Hannibal to succeed.

However, the sofa is no bigger than the bed, the two of them pushed and fell under the sofa.

Hannibal didn't forget to put his hands on Will's head, so as not to hit the ground painfully, Will fell on the cashmere carpet, and the soft and soft cashmere rubbed against Will's bare back.

This is the true feeling of interacting with Hannibal. Pain and joy go hand in hand, and in the end, under Hannibal's leadership and premeditation, joy overrides pain, and even forgets pain, leaving only Under the intoxicating joy.

Hannibal's tongue savored Will's neck and throat meticulously, a delicacy that was never boring.

"You're beautiful, Will," Hannibal said against Will's lips.

Will returns Hannibal's answer with a deep kiss.

Hannibal felt that since he was a child, he had never had a huge passion | like a tsunami. If he thought he could taste it before, they could just stay at the spiritual level, even if it was just a distant view or a close look. Here, as long as Will agrees with him is enough, then he now knows how stupid and wrong his previous thinking was, just as wrong as he once wanted to cut Will's head and eat Will's brain.

A better way to taste Will than a deep French kiss is to taste the depths of Will's soul with your own thorn.Eat this gluttonous feast with yourself.

It wasn't until Will's feet were licked by the cat that Will realized how ridiculous they were doing.

In the living room, on the carpet, naked without covering any doors.

Will laughed. "The living room is not a good choice."

He felt his back would be sore tomorrow, and being watched and even joined by their pets.

"I think this place is very good, I like it quite a lot." Hannibal has no plans to change the location.

Watching Will's ambiguous expression full of emotions for himself is a rare meal. Licking and biting the wonderful lines from Will's neck to back is like tasting top-quality veal steak at a glance. people deeply remember.

"Can you?" Hannibal asked irresistibly.

Will nodded his head in approval, gasping.

"You know what to say, Will." Hannibal half-closed his eyes, "Tell me the moving melody I want to hear, my love, my beautiful boy."

"Please...Hannibal," Will murmured, saying what Hannibal wanted to hear.

"I love you, Will," Hannibal said, leaning down, looking directly into Will's eyes, looking into the halls of Will's mind, "never stop."

Pop, bark.The broken teacup was repaired.

Will seemed to see him and Hannibal sitting in an old Lithuanian castle, neatly dressed, facing each other, surrounded by tall grass and trees, and birds flying past. He and Hannibal used a silver fork to fork delicious food , fed into the mouth, swallowed into the throat.

Will breathed in the cold air, throbbing in his hot throat, and stared at the ceiling, his thoughts frozen, frozen in blissful pleasure.That is the joy that can only be ushered in by the fusion of two souls, and the extreme pleasure that only Hannibal can give himself.

Nothing can compare and surpass.

Hannibal's affectionate kiss continued to overwhelm Will.

"It's not enough, I told you." Hannibal said horrifying words under Will's chin, which he kissed affectionately.

Will felt himself being picked up by Hannibal, and his hands subconsciously wrapped around Hannibal's neck in order not to fall off.

"I can go by myself." Will said.

"Not now." Hannibal said, if possible, he would like to stay in Will's body forever, which is the permanent residence of his soul, and Hannibal carried Will to the restaurant.

Hannibal thinks of Will walking into the porch of his mind and stumbling into the sanctuary of his origin.

Now Will will live here forever, and the stars they see will always be the same.

Hannibal carried Will to the dining room and put it on the dining table, where the delicacies should be placed.

Pulling and shaking Will's hand.

Also side and front.

They are all excellent tasting choices that cannot be discarded. The delicacy will have different delicacy due to different cooking methods, especially the delicacy.

The night is still very long, the beautiful time slows down, and the hands stop.