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Will entered the unusual shop with hesitation. Immediately when he entered, walking past the threshold he experienced a shiver that ran through his entire body. He had to stop for a moment as the sensation hit him. It was as if he had been immersed in freezing cold water. Eventually the sensation died off and once he settled and the strange sensation stopped he looked around the shop. To say he was surprised was an understatement.
The shop was filled with cages of all shapes and sizes, some hung with curtains to hide the contents inside, some open to display. The shop's walls were covered in tapestries and all types of lighting hung from the ceiling in a strange array. In the middle of the vast room was a very large crystal chandelier while smaller chandeliers hung throughout as well as lots of hanging lamps from different eras. Among the cages were statues strewn here and there similarly as the cages were in a sort of organized chaos.
Only after he surveyed the room did he really notice the contents of the cages. They ranged from what appeared to be a small version of a tiger with blue fur to a large bird that appeared to simply be a woman covered head to toe in feathers that cooed softly like a pigeon or a dove. Will could only stand at the entrance in shock.
Just previously Will had been in a small mall that was going out of business. It was an old mall probably built around the seventies and was bereft of any real architectural look besides seeming more like a boring office building than a mall. He had mostly gone in because he had heard there was an unusual pet store inside. Will loved animals and just wanted to take a look though in all honesty expected to probably leave with a puppy. The place he had walked into was not what he had in mind.
"Helloooooo!" Will jumped when he heard the loud flamboyant male voice. He turned around quickly to see a man to his right walking through a small path between all the cages. He was a strange looking man with hair that looked similar to the top of a pineapple and had large manic-looking eyes. He wore what appeared to be normal slacks, a button-up shirt and a vest however they were all red and had various slashes in them as if he had been ripped into repeatedly by large claws.
"Oh, don't look so frightened! I'm here to be of some assistance!" The man said, holding out his arms and bowing like he was playing a part. Will instantly disliked the man but was too intrigued by the shop to just leave. The man approached him and smiled wide. "I'm Mister Verger! Here to help you with all your needs and you DO. Have. Needs! Yes you do, good boy." The man said, suddenly placing a hand on Will's back and leading him further into the shop. Will felt very uncomfortable but let the man lead him in anyway. The place was littered with strange noises and as Will further took in his surroundings he began seeing even more peculiar creatures. He passed a large rabbit that was inflating the front of its chest like bullfrog before letting out an enormous honking noise. He then passed what seemed like a normal pig but when Mister Verger passed it it let out a series of expletives so rude and dirty even Will winced despite being a bit of a swearer himself. He saw a small man sitting to himself in a very small cage he could hardly move in that kept changing back and forth between what seemed to be almost a werewolf form and back. Will's eyes grew wider and wider with each passing moment. Had he slipped into some other dimension? What had he walked into? This was just an ordinary strip mall!
"So, what are you looking for dear boy?!" The irritating man said, slapping him on the back. Will jerked away from him and blinked a few times.
"I-I don't know? What is this?" He asked in alarm. The man made a loud quick bark of a laugh and smiled manically.
"This is Verger's Pet Emporium! Only a small few are allowed entrance and only a small few leave!... with pets!" He added at the end. Will stared at him. After a moment of the man just smiling strangely, awkwardly, as Will blinked in confusion at him, he continued. "I am here to find people like you their perfect companion no matter what it may be or what it takes! And YOU are a man in need of a companion, though I am in no doubt you have plenty of pets at home! You need someone you can see as a true companion, a true source of comfort! Adventure! Something... exotic! And I have JUST the pet I've been wanting to get rid of- I mean looking to find the perfect home for!"
Will blinked at him again. He did indeed have quite a lot of pets at home. He had a small pack of dogs and some lizards he took care of. He was feeling very uneasy but Mister Verger just kept pulling him along as if he had no will of his own.
He pulled Will with a harsh grip down the winding pathways through the cages to a nine-foot-tall bird cage covered with a large tapestry. The man made a short sort of jig of excitement as he stopped at it before pointing dramatically at the cage. He then grabbed at the edge of the tapestry and pulled, letting it fall off the cage and land on the floor.
Inside was a large man. He leaned against the bars of the cage, eyes vacant until they glanced at Will, to which they suddenly became wide and intelligent. He was seemingly an ordinary man though naked, with a handsome angular face, sharp cheekbones, a regal nose, and graying sandy hair. The only large difference that made the seemingly ordinary man unordinary, (besides being naked in a cage inside of a pet shop) were the large black antlers sprouting out from his head and dark red eyes. The man in the cage stood alert now, eyes showing a predator beneath. He was broad shouldered and well-muscled. The creature stared intensely at Will through his bangs, looking entirely ready to bite. The stare caused Will to immediately feel the same shiver he had felt when he had entered the strange pet shop, feeling as if he had just been dunked into a cold icy river. After a moment he gasped as if just surfacing.
Mister Verger suddenly banged on the cage, yelling.
"STOP THAT. BE NICE OR YOU GET NO CRACKERS." Mister Verger yelled. The antlered man in the cage only blinked at him before baring sharp teeth. He had abnormally sharp canines on both the top and bottom teeth. Indeed a predator. Mister Verger suddenly turned to look at Will. "Sorry. He doesn't talk. I think he's a bit SLOW." He said, glancing at the antlered man again. The antlered man just glared. "He might be hard of hearing also. So speak loudly. His name is Hannibal." Mister Verger then pointed at a tag attached to the cage like what would be on any pet store cage. It read:
"Hello! My name is Hannibal!
I am a fifty-year-old male Antler Man
I love antler rubs and wrestling
My favorite food is raw steak!
Please take me home with you!"
Will blinked at the tag before looking at Mister Verger like he was crazy. As if he hadn't seemed crazy before. He looked at the antlered man, Hannibal, again. He was strangely drawn to him. His stoic face held just a hint of sorrow, of loneliness. He felt sympathy for the creature, whatever he was. Hannibal moved forward before wrapping his strong-looking hands around the bars, staring down at Will, eyes unfaltering.
"So! What do you think?! I did good at reading you, right?! When would you like us to deliver him to your residence?!" Mister Verger said excitedly. Will blinked at him again.
"I-I can't... I can't just... BUY somebody..." He said ludicrously. Mister Verger laughed.
"But he's on SALE, Dear Boy! SALE! You can do whatever you want with him!" He said. Will felt a odd tightening in his chest. This felt so strange, so wrong. Like the most fucked-up dream imaginable. He suddenly asked a question he didn't even think would come out of his own lips.
"How much?" Mister Verger beamed.
"The low low price of whatever's in your pocket!" He said, waving his hands in the air. Will furrowed his eyebrows at him. If this was a dream he might as well do it. He had twenty bucks in his pocket. He pulled it out.
"I have a twenty." Mister Verger's hand snatched it up so quickly Will wondered if he had ever had the money at all.
"Twenty it is! Would you like him delivered today?!" He asked. Will just nodded. This was all so surreal. Mister Verger led him over to a small cluttered desk and took out a paper to sign and put his address information on. Will wrote it all down, hearing a ringing in his ears. He was then quickly pushed out of the shop and the door slammed. When Will looked back he noticed the shop sign said "Shoes Galore" And the door sign said "Out Of Business" Will stared, dumbstruck. Had he just had some sort of episode?
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The whole ride home Will felt like he must be losing his mind. How did he imagine that entire scenario up? He had heard once you could only remember faces in your dreams you had previously seen. He had never seen Mister Verger or the creature, Hannibal in his entire life. He would have remembered those faces.
He pulled into the driveway of his small house and walked up to his side door, unlocking it before stepping inside. He gasped when he was met with the gaze of a red-eyed antlered man, standing in his cage placed in the middle of his living room. The dogs were all staring at it in a circle around the cage in wonder. Will stepped back and leaned back against the door, his heart pounding fast. How had it gotten here?! It was real?! or was this a hallucination too?! Will covered his mouth, trembling as he stared at the man in the cage.
The man looked at him questioningly, head tipping to the side. He slowly reached through the bars and held out his hand as if trying to coax a small animal nearer. As if Will were the strange animal and not the other way around. Will shivered and bit at his lip.
"I-I don't know what to do..." He said softly. Hannibal bowed his head and held out his hand still. Will noticed he was now wearing a collar; it was black leather and held on with a brass padlock inscribed with Will's name. Will blushed. How had he somehow acquired a man with antlers as a pet? He slowly moved forward, wary. He had no idea what a fanged, red-eyed man with antlers would do. There had to be a reason he came with the cage. Right?
He stood an arm's length away, worrying at his lip as he looked at the man. He was quite positive the man was not stupid, nor hard of hearing. Perhaps he even understood English. Will figured he should at least try.
"Is... is your name really Hannibal? Is that what I should call you?" Will asked. The man stared at him for a long few moments before finally nodding. Will was surprised he got an answer. He thought it would be harder than that. "Are there... are there others like you...?" Will asked. Hannibal stared at him for a long moment again, as if trying to listen through a thick wall and register the words. After a few moments he shook his head almost imperceptibly. "I see... Um, are you going to try to... to bite me or kill me or something?" Again the long pause as Hannibal thought for a moment before shaking his head. That was a little unnerving to Will but he continued his questions. "What are you?" Will asked. The man simply stared at him in that blank way. Will took it that he would not get an answer. Not in hand gestures or speech.
"Do you want, I dunno, a sandwich?" Will had never been very social or had a lot of friends. His interactions were generally just work-related and he usually tried to avoid those too. This was very awkward for him. Hannibal just licked his lips and tipped his head to the side. "You want... raw steak?" Will asked, remembering his adoption card. Hannibal just stared at him and licked his lips again, a strange gesture in which he first pulled his upper lip into his mouth. Will blinked. "I have some raw pork in the freezer I could defrost. You want that?" Will asked. Again, the creature simply stared at him. Will decided it was a yes shakily went to his kitchen.
As he defrosted the pork loin in the microwave Will went back to the living room. Will considered it a good thing he didn't really have friends. He could hardly explain a large cage with a man in it in his living room. Will wondered how long Hannibal had been prisoner. Surely he hadn't been treated well, been held against his will, had probably had a horrible existence.
"Did... did Mister Verger treat you poorly?" Will asked. The creature looked up from staring at one of the dogs to Will again. He stared at Will for a few long moments before looking away at the dog again. Will assumed that was a yes. "How long?" He asked. The antlered man slowly shook his head. Will assumed maybe it was too hard to explain. He heard the microwave alarm go off. "Let me... I'll make a sandwich and we can eat together." Will said. He ran back into the kitchen and quickly made a sandwich and put the pork on one plate and the sandwich on the other. He put those on a tray and poured two glasses of water before bringing it back into the living room.
Hannibal was now sitting on the floor of his cage and looked up when Will came in. Will was about to hand the creature the plate when he realized it wouldn't fit through the bars. He blinked and furrowed his eyebrows. Will sighed.
"I suppose he just threw it in there before, huh?" He said. Hannibal just raised his eyebrows before bowing his head. Will sighed and set the tray down. He grabbed a fork up and stuck it in the steak before he held it against the plate and turned it sideways. Some of the blood dripped off but the dogs quickly licked it up. He gently slid it through the bars to Hannibal, up righting it once it was through. Hannibal stared for a moment before a small barely-there smile formed, making crinkles at the corners of his eyes. He took the plate then Will handed him the water. Hannibal licked his lips, holding the plate and glass and after a moment bowed his head to Will before sat with the plate in his lap, the glass of water beside him. He did not use the fork as Will had expected, taking the steak up in his hands and ripping into it with his sharp canines, a low growl in his chest. Will stared for a moment before sitting. Hannibal seemed so happy with how Will was treating him Will felt happy while simultaneously uncomfortable. The poor creature was surely not accustomed to being treated like a person.
Will smiled at him before he settled down to eat and turned on the television. Both sat in companionable silence.
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A week later Will had gotten quite accustomed to having Hannibal around, speaking to him, though not really getting any reactions in return beside a tip of his head or a raise of eyebrows. Will felt he liked it, though, watching TV, eating together. Will had found that the man could read. Certainly he could do just as any other person could and Will put his doubts aside just because the man had antlers and lived in a cage. They would spend hours just lounging and reading in silence in the same room together.
Will had provided the man with some slacks and a sweater. He certainly looked more professional than Will ever did in them despite the antlers, though the shirt was slightly too-small, fitting tightly around his shoulders and arms.
Will came home one day to see Hannibal laying naked in his cage again, eyes closed, clothes gently folded beside him. He looked up to see Will and blinked slowly at him, a small smile coming to his lips that would have barely seemed so if Will wasn't used to the way the creature reacted to things now.
Unfortunately, Will was in a mood. He had had to go to a meeting today and had been told he was not exactly pleasant to be around with either his colleagues or his students in Quantico. He always tried to avoid speaking to anyone in particular, avoided eye contact, and was generally rude when he did have to speak. He always tried to end the conversation quickly.
He had been told he would need to straighten up his attitude. He had then had a colleague who he actually was friendly with come up to him and try to soothe his frayed nerves. Will liked Alana, he did. He could even imagine having some sort of relationship with her if things were different, if he was a different person. But he wasn't. Will was an antisocial freak. He would in no way be good for a woman like her. Will had automatically fled the scene. He didn't want to get any ideas flowing about him or about her.
Will had nodded at Hannibal, looking nearly shy. He dropped his briefcase on a chair and fell into another, dropping his head into his hands. Hannibal stood and leaned against the bars of his cage, head tipping to the side, curious to Will's mood. Will looked up and quickly looked away again.
"I-I'm not-I'm not used to... to PEOPLE, if you can tell. Maybe that's why... that's why... somehow... that man knew and gave you to me... because I can deal with you because... why? Because I'm treating you as less than human? Or I know that you aren't human?" He said. Hannibal made a nearly imperceptible shake his head, making Will sigh. "No... I'm... this is wrong. I... I shouldn't be afraid of you. I should let you out. I just- I haven't met anyone like you before-I thought maybe you were dangerous... You seemed dangerous... but now I just see you as... Hannibal." Will said.
He stood up quickly and went into the kitchen, finding the key to Hannibal's cage that he had found sitting on the counter. It was a large brass key that matched the cage and also matched the padlock on Hannibal's collar, though that key would have to be smaller and Will didn't have the key for it.
Will entered the living room again and saw Hannibal looking at him curiously still. The creature seemed gentle enough now, the rage in his eyes gone. Even if he did for whatever reason become violent maybe Will deserved it. He should have let the man out as soon as he had seen him in his home.
Will moved forward toward the cage door and placed the key in the lock, turning it until there was a click. The door swung open with a loud creak, apparently having not been opened in a long time. Hannibal stood in the entrance for a moment before tentatively stepping out. He looked Will over, as if wondering what the man was capable of.
"I'm sorry. Today was... stupid. Maybe I shouldn't teach, I dunno..." He said, sighing and running a hand through his messy brown curls. Suddenly he felt another hand run through his curls, not his own. He looked to see Hannibal standing before him, naked and imposing, simply stroking his hair, looking neutral although his eyes had crinkles in the corners to signify the smallest of smiles. Will blushed but didn't shy away from the hand. The creature's hands were large and the one that ran through his hair now cupped Will's cheek.
Will wasn't sure what to do. This was not exactly what he had thought would happen at all. Hannibal was being gentle. Hands that seemed too strong, that could crush him, were stroking his skin softly. Will hadn't been touched in ages. Not that he had let anyone. He was letting Hannibal now. He closed his eyes to the touch.
"You're not angry at me? For not letting you out before?" Will asked. The creature didn't answer but instead moved closer. Will stepped back for a moment, a reaction that was normal for him in situations like this, but then he stopped, wondering what Hannibal would do. The creature closed the distance between them and leaned down to nuzzle in against his neck, a noise as if he were smelling him was audible. Will shivered. His heart was pumping fast. This was like being in the lion's den. He knew this creature was dangerous yet here he was practically embracing it.
After a moment Will felt one of Hannibal's hands touch his waist, then the other. Will's breath hitched, his stomach flipping in his gut. He reached to put his hands on the creature's shoulders, could feel the raw power under his bare skin. Hannibal moved his head away from Will's, carefully, so as to not hit him with the antlers. Will was suddenly quite aware of the large erection between them. Hannibal was hard and it was very obvious. Will's eyes widened in surprise and he stepped back, his heart was beating faster. He wasn't sure what was going to happen. Hannibal stood, eyes intelligent and calculating, but also very feral. There was a raw animal inside despite the ability to read and understand. The predator was beginning to show from underneath.
Will was holding his breath. When nothing happened after a long few moments he let it out. Hannibal simply stepped away and walked hesitantly towards the kitchen, looking at his surroundings more closely now that he could. He eyed each and every object with interest, took in every scene as if memorizing it. Will followed, chewing on his lip. Hannibal's movements were languid like a cat's, with intent. Each movement of his head was emphasized by the imposing antlers. His red eyes darted back and forth before he turned to look at Will. He reached out slowly before touching Will's arm. Will blinked at him. Hannibal seemed to be trying to express a need. Will suddenly remembered the angus steak he had brought home specifically for Hannibal.
"Oh!" He said, hurrying over to the fridge where he had put it and pulled out the bag. "I got this for you. I think it will taste better than the crappy pork I was giving you." He said. Hannibal looked delighted, his eyes crinkling at the corners, and Will felt rewarded by that alone. He quickly opened the package and put it on a plate for Hannibal, setting it down at the table before getting a glass to accompany it. Hannibal was already tearing into the meat as Will set down the water.
The man always acted as if he was dying of hunger when he ate. Will wondered if he was feeding him enough.
"Is that enough? I bought some hamburger and stuff... a pretty good amount. Do you want that too?" Will asked as he watched Hannibal finish the steak quickly, looking pleased. He nodded. Will went to the fridge to retrieve that and dumped it on the plate. "I know. Doesn't look as good... but it probably tastes alright?" Will said when he saw the look Hannibal gave it. Hannibal reached out anyway and took up some of it in his fingers before eating it as if testing the texture. After a moment he nodded and bowed his head to Will before continuing eating.
After about six pounds of meat Hannibal seemed satisfied and was delicately licking his fingers clean. Will noticed his tongue was much longer than normal for a human and slightly more pointed. It wrapped around his fingers as he licked. It was intriguing to say the least. He wondered what other strange things there were about the creature that he hadn't seen yet. Hannibal looked to Will and his lips twisted in a smile before he stood.
"I was gonna watch some NCIS. It's incorrect but entertaining. You don't have to go back into your cage. I can even get rid of it once I figure out how to dismantle the thing to get it out the door. You can just sit at a chair or something." Will said. The creature followed Will into the living room. Will took his usual position, laying out on the couch as he turned on the TV with the remote.
Hannibal walked in after him and looked around before moving toward Will. Suddenly he was moving atop him, crawling onto the couch. Will made a noise of alarm, eyes widening, unmoving as the creature moved to make himself comfortable atop Will, being careful with the horns before laying with his head on Will's belly so his horns wouldn't get in the way of Will's vision. Will stared down at him in confusion. The man was naked and laying atop Will with his face nuzzled against Will's stomach. Will was frozen in place. He wasn't sure what to do. He couldn't act like the creature was just a pet. He was a man. This was hardly usual. Yet Will could feel his cock hardening. Surely Hannibal could feel it as well.
Will had never been incredibly sexual, at least not in the presence of people. He had only recently realized his proclivities had ran down the middle in terms of male or female. It was still new to him and he had been afraid to even watch gay porn. Obviously he had never been with another male. So when he felt Hannibal's hands sliding up under his shirt he made a noise of distress, eyes wide and heart beating in his ears. Hannibal stopped and looked up at him, questioning. Will just stared. He didn't have any idea of what to do. Hannibal just continued, running his hands up Will's side and over his chest under his shirt. Will shuddered and closed his eyes. He felt raw. He hadn't been touched like this in a long time. His shirt was riding up and Hannibal leaned down to lick at the skin of his belly, making Will arch up, panting. This was so wrong. At least Will tried to tell himself that as it went on.
"Hannibal-" He managed to say as the creature's hand ran under him. His eyes widened as it moved further to clutch one of his ass cheeks firmly. Will yelped and suddenly rolled out from under the creature and off the couch, scrambling to his feet.
"I have to go to bed. Goodnight!" He nearly yelled before hurrying up the stairs to his room leaving Hannibal to stare after him.
Will entered his room and fell on his bed, pulling his pants off to give his erection some breathing room in just his boxers and t-shirt. He moved under the covers and shut his eyes, trying to get a hold of his thoughts. His... Pet? Was trying to seduce him and was doing a good job of it. Will felt insane. If anything this was like some sort of sick enslavement of the poor creature. Will had paid money for him. Will groaned and turned onto his back, covering his eyes. He didn't notice when a figure moved into the room until he felt the weight shift on the bed as Hannibal crawled onto it. Will's eyes opened to see Hannibal moving up the length of the bed.
"H-Hannibal!" Will yelped as he moved atop Will once again before discarding the blankets. He looked down at Will's erection straining against his boxers and leaned down to nudge at it with his mouth. Will cried out and his first reaction was to grab a hold of his antlers. Will heard a feral growl come from the creature atop him and his heart leapt. He was afraid, and aroused. He had no clue how he should handle the situation and if he should try to run again or not but before he could think up a plan Hannibal was turning him over onto his belly, was stripping him of his boxers. He pulled Will up onto his knees and Will felt as though he were powerless, the creature clutching his hips, then widening his stance.
Will made a helpless noise as he felt Hannibal's tongue running along his perineum, then up, to his hole, running the wet tip along his puckered entrance. Will yelped and clutched at his pillow. The creature's tongue ran over his hole over and over again before pressing against the entrance. Will's eyes went wide and he shuddered as he felt Hannibal's tongue enter him, the man's mouth flush against the skin and sucking while his tongue crept further inside. Will cried out loudly. His body was shaking from the pleasure despite his fear. Hannibal's tongue, long and thick was sliding deeper inside him than should be possible and Will's eyes that had slid shut sprang open when he felt it rub up against a spot inside him repeatedly. A pressure began to build with each stroke and Will felt an incredible wave of pleasure hit him, an explosion that whited-out his mind, more intense than a normal orgasm as he keened and cried. He hadn't spilled, yet it had felt like he should have but Will hardly had time to process what was happening before the pressure began building again.
Hannibal's licking did not cease and after only a few seconds he felt it happen again, crying out loudly over and over until he was sobbing from the intensity. Only then was he released and he felt Hannibal move to lean over him, kneeling between Will's splayed-open legs. Will had no time to think what was happening before he felt the head of Hannibal's cock pressing inside him. He writhed as it impaled him, too shocked to move besides that, sobbing out as he was stretched from the girth of it, as it filled him, his face pressed into his pillow. Hannibal did not stop until he was pressed flush against Will, his entire cock deep inside Will's sheath. Will could only cry as he felt his body pulse around the thickness with the beat of his heart.
Hannibal made soothing noises and kissed at the back of Will's neck, stroking his sides. It felt as if Will was being split in two but his body was taking it like pleasure, shuddering, his cock bobbing beneath him. Hannibal suddenly began to pull back, the friction inside Will causing him to buck and scream then scream again as he was thrust into. Hannibal's front rested against Will's back, one hand coming around to splay against his belly, holding him as the other pressed into the mattress to hold still.
Hannibal's hips were pistoning against him, his thrusting inside so fast, so deep, Will felt feint. The head of Hannibal's cock began to stroke just right over his prostate and the orgasms began again, even more intense than before, like an instant button to make him go insane with pleasure. He could barely hold himself up and very quickly felt his legs give out from under him as he writhed and screamed in pleasure. It was so good. Too good. He thought he would die. Hannibal just slid his knees under Will's legs to continue pumping away in him as his hand slid down Will's belly to wrap around Will's cock. Will came instantly with a loud cry of pleasure, his release coming so intensely he felt like it wouldn't end, shuddering with Hannibal inside him. Hannibal suddenly wrapped his arms around him tight, thrusting a few more times inside before crying out, a deep growling noise, and came inside Will. Will felt the hot fluid spill inside him and he groaned out. There was a lot. Before Hannibal even pulled out the fluid was already dripping from Will's hole.
Will felt used and extremely sated. He could not move if his life depended on it. He had never felt pleasure like that in his life. Hannibal was now laying next to him on his stomach, eyes closed, head resting on his crossed arms like he was dozing. Will blinked at him, trying to process what had just happened. This creature had just fucked him into the mattress like an animal. Will felt like an animal too.
"I don't know what... what to say...?" Will said, his voice raspy from screaming. Hannibal opened his eyes to gaze at Will, the red depths unreadable. "You... are you just supposed to live in my house now, with me? This... this is insane. We just... we just..." Will rolled over and pressed his palms against his eyes with a groan. He felt Hannibal move closer, his large hand stroking Will's throat. Will shuddered and removed his hands, blinking at the creature that loomed over him. For a moment, the creature in front of him was not the same; It's skin was dark as night and looked like a shadow, it's body skeletal. After a moment the image flickered and was gone, Will wondering if he had imagined it. He blinked a few times and rubbed his eyes.
"What are your plans? Do you want to leave?" Will asked. Hannibal's eyes narrowed as he gazed down at Will before shaking his head a small amount. Will just nodded and looked away. "You... you want to stay with me... but, you're free. You could... you could go." Will said softly. Hannibal again shook his head. Will had no idea why the creature would want to stay here, surely it had a real home... somewhere.
"God, I have no idea what's happening..." Will whispered. He looked to Hannibal who was staring at him with a somewhat calculating gaze that made Will shiver.
"Why did you... why did you do this?" Will said after a moment. Hannibal gazed at him, eyes intense and dark, as if seeing past his skin. He slowly ran his fingers over Will's belly, licked his lips, then leaned down to run his tongue over the path his fingers had run. Will shuddered and the creature kissed over his hip. He didn't notice Hannibal's lips pulling back to reveal his sharp teeth, nor noticed when the creature opened his mouth before sinking his teeth into the flesh. Will screamed when he felt the pinpricks of sharp teeth pierce his skin. He fought and cried out and jerked as Hannibal's teeth bit deeper but found he was unable to move much, the antlered man holding him down. The mouth on him sucked at the blood and his skin, a curious sensation that made Will groan.
After a few moments Hannibal pulled back, leaving his teeth marks in Will's skin. Will lay panting, staring wide-eyed at the creature, blood dripping down his chin. He looked at the collar around Hannibal's neck, then at the bite mark. He knew now that he belonged to Hannibal now just as surely as Hannibal belonged to him.