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Abigail Hobbs is a survivor. (laniidae) wrote in valarlogs,
@ 2013-09-05 01:35:00

Entry tags:

!complete, abigail hobbs, hannibal lecter

Who: Hannigail.
What: Bringing him dinner.
When: Thursday evening, 9/5.
Where: Hannibal's office.
Rating: TBA; probably high considering their canon is one big trigger warning.
Trigger Warnings: Probably cannibalism, murder, older man / younger woman relationships, incest that's only incest in legal name only, swearing, and random deer metaphors.
Status: Complete!

Talking to Samandriel usually soothed her, but knowing he was in pain and she could do nothing made her stomach feel tight. And on this of all nights, her father was working late. She sighed a little to herself, figuring that she'd take dinner to him instead. He'd like that. She hummed a little as she made a nice pesto, spread it on some bread he'd made a few days earlier, then added turkey and some sun dried tomatoes. Add to that some crudites (because French for chopped veggies was so much better than calling them what they were) and a bottle of white wine to split completed the meal.

She could've gone to him in the jeans and button down shirt she'd gone to classes wearing, but what was the fun in that? She slipped into a dress her father had picked out for her, one they'd gotten tailored so it hugged her body even more perfectly, and a pair of black flats. Within ten minutes she was knocking on his door, tote bag with food at her feet.

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poisonlittleboy
2013-09-19 02:50 am UTC (link)

It's been quite some time since he's done something like this. Made love in an office chair, or anywhere other than the bed. He'd thought that sort of thing had disappeared with his youth, but Abigail is constantly surprising him like that, drawing him out of himself and sparking his passion in the most unexpected places.

So he thanks her by lavishing kisses on her, stroking his fingers along her thighs, up her spine, wanting to touch as much of her as possible.

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laniidae
2013-09-19 03:02 am UTC (link)

She loves being able to touch him how she's always wanted to, how she's dreamed about while touching herself for the last three years. Moving slowly against him, Abigail maintains eye contact with him, smiling down as she rocks just so.

The taboo of sex in his office makes her smile all the more; she'll think of it whenever she visits him there, whenever she sees him sitting in his chair.

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	poisonlittleboy 2013-09-19 03:05 am UTC (link)
	Hannibal laughs softly and kisses the corner of her smile. "You're a wicked girl, and I love that about you." His voice is low and rough with desire, but his hands are steady as he slips one between them to tease his fingertips against her clit, wanting to hear her moan. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	laniidae 2013-09-19 03:18 am UTC (link)
	He gets his wish. She starts with a throaty purr, a low rumble in her throat. "What else do you love about me?" She can't help but grin as she speeds up her pace, rocking a bit more insistently. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	poisonlittleboy 2013-09-22 02:33 am UTC (link)
	"Everything," he breathes, pressing his lips to her throat and nipping gently at her skin. "I love your adventurous spirit. Like you could take on anything and conquer the world." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	laniidae 2013-09-22 02:50 am UTC (link)
	"As long as you're there with me," she whimpers. Leaning forward into him, she buries her head in the crook of his neck, breathing him in and moaning quietly. The fabric of his suit is soft against her chest and she can't help gripping his lapels. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	poisonlittleboy 2013-09-22 03:48 am UTC (link)
	"Always, my Abigail," he smiles and wraps his arm around her waist, rolling his hips up against hers with a low rumble of pleasure. "I am all yours, and I will always be where you are." (Reply to this) (Parent)

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