lol my derpherpderp will

Waking up in a cold sweat, shivering and shaking, was bad enough when he was alone. In Hannibal’s house, on what were probably sheets bought someplace other than Wal-Mart?

Yeah. That might be embarrassing. Perhaps more vulnerable than Will was willing to be.

“I’m not sure you want to see me like that.”

Dark eyes were raised to meet Will’s for a moment, that smile never faltering. “But I do,” He replied. Calmly, soothingly even, raising a bite to his lips. “There is not an inch of you I do not want to see.”

And, yes, it was definitely on purpose - how he kept his eye-contact, whilst those lips of his slowly wrapped around the fork.

From the Veni, Vidi, Vici 

Will by firstwithfire, Hannibal by deathiwillsurvive.