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Will had been uncertain about a lot of things in his life. In fact, uncertainty was one of the only things that was a constant in his life. Despite that, there were three things at this moment that he knew with absolute certainty:
1. He was going to have his first ever heat due to his suppressants failing him after nearly 20 years.
2. He had to spend it with someone and the only person he wanted to spend it with was Hannibal Lecter.
3. Hannibal Lecter was his therapist, the Copycat Killer, Il Mostro and Chesapeake Ripper.
His brain kept circling around those three points but overthinking was damn near impossible when heat was curling low on his gut.
He knew that he should be upset at his suppressants failing, he knew he shouldn't want to fuck his therapist especially considering that therapist was a serial killer.
Despite this, once he had received news from his Doctor that his suppressants were failing and his only choice was to go into heat, he had not checked himself into a heat clinic. Instead, he had called his neighbor to watch his dogs and headed straight to Hannibal's house.
All he could think about with absolute certainty was that he needed to be bred and the only alpha his instincts felt was worthy was Hannibal Lecter. Everything else was fine print.
Thus, here he was, having used the spare key Hannibal had given him to enter the man’s house.
He wondered if Hannibal was overconfident to the point of being cocky or tempting fate by giving an FBI agent a key to his house considering his hobbies. Or whether it was some sort of odd flirtation, giving Will entry to his space.
Either way it didn’t matter now. Hannibal was to be his alpha and he’d kill anyone who got in the way of that.
Fully led by his instinctual side he headed straight to the kitchen, opening the fridge and let out a small chirping noise - an instinctive omegan sound when feeling pleased - at the food available. His fridge was usually quite bare and this, in comparison, was a feast.
He took out various bits of food that he could eat as it was and heaped it onto a large platter he found in a cupboard. He munched absent mindedly as he rubbed up against the doorframes when making his way throughout the house.
On multiple occasions he would pick up certain items - anything from books to pillows and rub them against his neck. For smaller things like pens or even a scalpel he found himself putting it into his mouth before putting it back.
Will was all omega - his wild instinctive side coming out as his heat kicked in. Whilst not a conscious choice, Will was scenting Hannibal's own home, spreading the scent of a horny omega in heat and marking it clearly as his territory.
Eventually he had made his way around the upstairs and chirped when he found what was clearly Hannibal’s bedroom. Will placed down the now empty plate on a dresser and made his way over to the bed. He flopped down face first, wiggling around and purring as he inhaled the scent of his alpha.
He suddenly felt too hot amidst the silk sheets and quickly stripped off his clothing. He let out a loud whine when his pussy was exposed to the air, reminding him how achingly wet he was.
Led on his back, he reached down and ran a finger up and down his wet lower lips before focusing on his clit.
He pressed down once and whined before rolling over, lying down with his face pressed into the pillow that smelt strongly of alpha and arching his back upwards in a classic presenting position.
He rubbed at his clit intensely, his hole clenching around nothing. Will humped at the air, desperate for his alpha's cock as slick dripped down his thighs and stained the bedding underneath him.
Pleasure coursed through his body, and he quickly came with a shout, body going rigid before he slumped, boneless into the sheets.
It wasn’t long however before his hand began once more began fondling his pussy. Instead of going straight for the clit, he teased at his hole with one finger, pressing in until the second knuckle then out again over and over.
His other hand reached up attempting to fondle his small omegan breasts. With the way he was led against his bed, he couldn’t quite play with them as easily so he rolled over again, lying on his back with his knees bent and legs spread.
Eagerly, one hand groped at his chest, pinching his nipples and stroking across his neck glands.
He found himself overwhelmed and upset that he didn’t have enough hands to touch both breasts, his clit and hole all at once. He whined loudly, yowling like a cat in heat. An apt comparison.
He pressed his finger fully inside him, wiggling it around until he found his g-spot. He rubbed at it hard and fast, enjoying the pleasure but everytime he got close he found he lost control of his limbs and so couldn’t fingerfuck himself over the edge.
This pissed him off and he hissed, irritated that his alpha wasn’t with him yet.
He pulled his hand away from his wet cunt and stared at the slick dripping down his hand, before wiping it on the pillow next to him.
He looked at the pillow contemplatively before deciding to sit up, tugging the pillow so that he was straddling it.
Whilst it did nothing to fill him, it stimulated his folds and clit just enough and satisfied him more as it wasn’t his own fingers. The thought of his slick and scent seeping into the pillow also aroused him more.
He humped at it desperately, both hands reaching up to play with his tits. The combined pleasure of the stimulation against his cunt and the pinching of his nipples had him quickly tipping over the edge. Unlike his first orgasm, with this one his muscles tightened but when came he still felt energised, still desperately humping the pillow through his overstimulation.
He leant forward, going back to his previous position of presenting but this time with the pillow still underneath him lifting his hips upwards.
He pressed his face into the sheets deeply inhaling what was now the mixed scent of himself, his own arousal and his alpha. All it missed was his alphas arousal.
One hand reached behind him, the arch of his back allowing him to easily slip a finger inside him. With his spare hand he reached underneath him, to play with his clit.
He pressed in a second finger and took a moment to adjust as his virginal hole stung slightly with the stretch. Wiggling his two fingers inside himself, he subconsciously swayed his ass side to side. He thrust his fingers in and out of his sopping hole whilst rubbing his clit and moaned loudly.
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Hannibal knew something was off the minute he pulled into his driveway. Will’s car was parked there already but he was not in it, nor waiting on the porch.
Despite Hannibal giving Will a spare key and insisting he was welcome any time, Will only ever used it to let himself in when already invited. Any other time he would wait outside. Will said he didn’t want to intrude, but Hannibal wished he would more than anything.
He was captivated by the younger man as soon as they met, and his interest only increased as they grew closer.
He gave the other man a key in hopes of cultivating a more personal relationship, of showing Will that what was Hannibal’s was his too, should he wish it to be.
Will may be the best profiler the FBI had, but he seemed damn right oblivious when it came to his own life. Several times Hannibal wondered if Will was playing dumb as a subtle way to turn him down, but each time rejected the idea.
Will was clearly attracted to him, he just seemed unaware of it, as well as unaware of Hannibal's own requited attraction.
Hannibal knew it would be a long process of slowly wooing Will subtly and that, when he felt the time was right, Hannibal himself would have to be the one to make the first move.
Despite his somewhat forlorn feelings over having to wait for Will, he was pleased that Will had invited himself in.
He wondered if Will had been waiting long, if perhaps he grew bored of sitting in his care and entered. He imagined Will awkwardly entering, most likely choosing to sit or stand in the entryway rather than-
The scent hit him as soon as he opened the door.
It seemed he was entirely wrong.
The sweet arousing and irresistible scent of an omega in heat partnered with Will’s own scent.
No. Not partnered with - they were one in the same.
He swallowed.
Will was in heat and, for whatever reason, had made his way to Hannibal's house.
Hannibal put down his keys on the table and went through the motions, taking his shoes and coat off in a daze.
The alpha side of him was clouding his thoughts.
He followed the scent throughout the house, upstairs until eventually he reached his own bedroom door.
He pushed the door open and nearly dropped to his knees at what he saw, all the blood rushing straight to his dick.
Will was led face down on his bed, ass in the air, plunging his fingers in and out of his sopping wet cunt.
Hannibal’s scent must have hit Will, for only after a second after Hannibal entered, Will wailed loudly and squirted.
His fingers slid out of his pussy with trails of slick following as he went limp, legs quivering with the aftershocks of his orgasm.
Hannibal walked towards the bed slowly. An omega in heat could be a vicious thing if they felt threatened.
Instead of the shock, horror or aggression that Hannibal had expected to see, when he rounded the corner and met Will’s eyes, the omega started purring heavily, writhing in the sheets.
“Alpha?” chirped Will. “Alpha… alpha!” he whined.
“Will,” Hannibal choked out, frozen.
Will let out a ‘mrrp’ type sound and wriggled around, rolling onto his back and spreading his legs widely.
Will looked Hannibal dead in the eyes and tilted his head. “Alpha,” his voice was somewhat irritated and when Will spread his legs wider and whined, it was clear why.
Hannibal didn’t even bother to shed his clothes before getting onto the bed with Will. He knelt at the foot of the bed and bent his head down so he was staring directly at Will’s dripping cunt.
It was puffy and drenched with slick. Will’s small hole winked at him, and Hannibal felt his cock grow even harder at the image of Will’s intact hymen.
“Will,” Hannibal asked, voice gravelly, “Have you ever been with anyone before.”
He looked up at Will's eyes. Will hissed and scowled at him, seeming pissed at the idea of it. “Alpha,” he said pointedly, nodding his head at Hannibal.
That was a no.
Hannibal let out a low groan at the thought of being the first and only person to ever enter Will.
He bent his head and pressed a kiss to Will’s clit. It was a simple closed mouth press of lips, but still it had Will wailing.
Hannibal didn’t wait for more encouragement, wrapping his lips around Will’s swollen clit and sucking it hard.
Strong hands held Will’s quivering thighs open, preventing him from crushing Hannibal’s head between them - although Hannibal did think that would be a beautiful way to die.
He sucked and licked at it then pulled back slightly to drag his tongue up and down Will’s folds. He pressed his mouth against Will’s pussy, shoving his tongue as deep as he could into Will’s hole, sucking and slurping at it.
His nose was pressed firmly against Will’s clit, and Will ground down on Hannibal’s face, gasping and whining.
Hannibal pulled back and took a breath of air, lower face drenched in Wills slick. Will was trembling and bleary eyed with pleasure. He keened lowly, blue eyes looking at Hannibal pleadingly. Hannibal grinned and went back down.
He licked up and down Will’s pussy, before focusing on his clit and rapidly flicking his tongue over it. When Will’s wails reached a new pitch and his legs began to clamp around Hannibal's head, Hannibal readjusted, sealing his mouth over Will's hole and ground his face firmly against Will’s cunt.
Will didn't scream or wail as he came: he let out a deep gasp then a gutteral exhale and all the muscles in his body tensing before he went limp, shaking legs falling to Hannibal's shoulders. He was still purring.
Hannibal gave Will’s pussy a few more gentle licks, ignoring when Will shook in overstimulation, before pulling away.
“My gorgeous, delicious boy.”
Will let out a pleased chirp, looking up at Hannibal happily and lying boneless against Hannibal’s sheets.
Hannibal lent forward, leaning over Will’s naked body and pressed his lips to Will’s.
Will’s arms reached up, wrapping around Hannibal's neck as he kissed back. The kiss deepened until Will was licking into Hannibal’s mouth with no technique, just animalistic drive.
When Hannibal pulled back, he admired the sight of Will beneath him. Rosy cheeks, swollen lips and watery blue eyes with a halo of brown curls. Unable to resist, Hannibal gave Will one more deep kiss before pulling away.
Will whined in upset but calmed when Hannibal began to unbutton his own shirt. Will’s purring got even louder as Hannibal’s upper body was revealed.
Will’s hands reached up to run through Hannibal’s chest hair, tugging slightly. Amused, Hannibal watched as Will petted him, making omegan chirrups as he did so.
When Hannibal took Will’s hands in his own, pulling them away from his chest, Will hissed. Hannibal silenced him with another deep kiss, hoping to tide over his needy omega enough to strip the rest of his clothes.
Luckily it was, and he enjoyed watching Will watch him strip with hungry blue eyes.
When fully unclothed, Hannibal knelt back and inserted two fingers into Will’s hole. Will bucked and whined, humping down.
With one hand, Hannibal pinched and played with Will’s clit, whereas the other rapidly plunged in and out of Will’s sopping cunt.
He slipped in a third finger, watching Will’s reactions for any discomfort and then a fourth finger joined.
He finger fucked Will with speed, his fingers stretching Will’s hole whilst also jamming repeatedly into his g-spot. Will’s breathing sped up before he juddered, letting out a near scream as he came long and hard, squirting all over Hannibal.
Hannibal fingered him throughout the orgasm, only pulling away when Will’s quivering legs attempted to close and his body shook with overstimulation.
When Will calmed, Hannibal took a hold of his cock and pressed the head of it against Will’s clit. He moved it up and down, his cock spreading Will’s folds and smearing his precum from Will’s gaping hole to his clit.
Only when Will seemed to get antsy with the teasing did he finally let himself press inside of Will’s cunt.
The head of his cock popped in first and both men gasped in pleasure. Hannibal’s cock was long and thick and Will still had a way to go before Hannibal bottomed out.
Slowly Hannibal pressed in, hands wrapped around Will’s waist. Will was mewling and had his head thrown back in pleasure when Hannibal eventually bottomed out.
“Alpha,” Will whined.
“My Will, my sweet omega,” replied Hannibal breathlessly.
Will was hot and tight around his cock, and slick was all over both of them.
Hannibal pulled back slowly before pressing in again, wanting Will to get used to the pace. Will gasped and writhed, his omega mind overwhelmed with pleasure at finally being filled by an alpha.
Slowly, Hannibal picked up the pace, speeding up his thrusts until his slamming into Will, each thrust punching gasped out ‘uh uh’s from Will.
The room was filled with the sound of wet slaps, growling, purring and pleasured moans. Hannibal and Will were sweaty and desperate as they fucked.
“Alpha!” Wailed Will, as he came around Hannibal’s cock.
The clenching of his hole around Hannibal’s cock as he came was what pushed Hannibal over the edge. Sinking as deep as he could into Will’s sloppy cunt, he leant forward and bit into Will’s bonding gland on his neck as his knot began to swell.
Both of them had the same thought as they came down from the pleasurable high: mine forever.