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Opening his eyes was something he refused to do indirectly.

Everything was there, it always was.

He knew the darkness in his psychiatrist, he knew the kind of game and detachment he did every time he exposed his greatest fear.

Hannibal put a blindfold on him so he couldn't see it clearly, a bandage that never had to make an effort to put it on. Will allowed it voluntarily.

Now what did he win with that naivety? With that innocence so fucked up he has always had, and gave Hannibal?

A huge betrayal, and a certain death penalty that breathes every day closer to the back of his neck.

In the first days his mental palace didn't help him to maintain his peace, Hannibal was there, so nailed, refusing to get out of his head, his imagination and his own essence.

Hannibal worked his head perfectly so he would always remember him, even when he didn't want to.

Hannibal's voice was now his conscience.

His heart was bleeding; Since entering prison he realized that the level at which he saw Hannibal was larger than he imagined; It was not something friendly, or perhaps affectionate as good friends. Hannibal had become someone special in his life, a special friend.

It was so fucked up and sad for him to feel that, he cursed himself for ever thinking, letting himself be carried away, accepting, that he wanted anything he could give him.

He had created a colorful world with Hannibal. He alone created loves in the air.

"What you have made to me... it's inside my head... and I'll find it," he said. "I will remember, Dr. Lecter, and when I do... we will have an adjustment of accounts," he assured severely. It was what he wanted most with all his existence.

Hannibal raised his corners complacent. "I have great faith in you, Will," he said. "I have always had it."

Everything he felt for Hannibal, all that false realism and colors, will transform him into hate, into a hatred so giant that he himself will feel suffocated by how heavy he is.

Because if he manages to get out of that hole in which he put him. Accounts with Hannibal will be high and suffered for the doctor. He swears.

"The food arrived."

The words took him out of his mental palace, it didn't always happen, only this time Will wanted to know something about his surroundings.

He opened his eyes and looked at the address, dinner was on the floor served and there was no one.

Very bad for Will.

Since Will remained in prison he learned the system that is handled and the schedules, for example, meals, he learned the typical menus they gave in the place, being repetitive and simple.

Of course, he was not there to criticize, and he was not a person with a very extensive and refined palate (like a certain person), 'but', a few weeks ago there was something different that came in the food, something added that was not its own, he knew very well.

At first he hadn't paid attention to him since he thought it was something on the menu, an extra detail that the miserable Chilton wanted to add on the sour menu, but, when he began to pay attention, in those moments where he didn't want to enter his mental palace to not see his Wendigo, I notice that it was rather a work of someone who added the detail.

There were days that didn't arrive and others that did, so he realized that it was a gift from someone who gave him food and not typical of the food menu, or even a gift from Chilton for wanting to buy it for something.

Someone was giving him gifts. And it was some guard or nurse of the place.

When he decided to pay attention and know who he was exactly, it was when he left the food, he received another annex, a book, something like a sign of wanting to help him in his training.

With that he knew that the snacks he received at his meals were as illegal as the book they gave him to read.

And that raised his total curiosity.

It was the second time he tried to grab the man who left those gifts, being in vain since every time he announced the food he disappeared like an eagle, knowing that the man was too cautious and left everything in his place without raising suspicions or some noise for alarming.

The guy just wanted to be a ghost admirer.

It was curious since, the man left him those gifts before it came to light that he had a supposed secret admirer.

He was interested in Will since he arrived at the scene.

And Will was even more interested in him to see him.

Will didn't need so much to find out, if he really concentrated exclusively on catching him, from the first moment he would have done it; He prefers things to flow.

"Why do you leave me gifts?" Will spoke, breaking the silence.

The man looked up to see him.

Will thought he would be uncomfortable or frightened him because now he knows who he is, but it was the opposite, the eyes of happiness couldn't hide him, he saw his pupils dilate, even when it was night, as if he felt proud and excited to know that Will followed in his steps to meet him.

"Was the book good?" He looked at the book that was next to Will, "I wasn't sure you liked it at the time of reading."

Will also looked at the book, even when that gift was strange, he won't keep his pride in not reading it as if he sometimes didn't feel stressed in being in there, even when he stays for a long time in his mental palace, he needed more than that, (and more when his stupid former psychiatrist flooded his head, being mandatory to leave his palace). Since he entered there, it was the place where he could least be proud of the offers that are presented.

Will nodded softly.

Again the gentleman's eyes shone.

"Why did you give me the book?"

"Why not do it?" He said detached.

"Why ... give me those snacks?" He asked surprised. "Because I know they don't come inside the disgusting menu they give here."

The man smiled, Will guided his gaze to his chest to find his card and see his name.

"Matthew Brown"

"Why not do it?" He repeated again.

Will looked at him again and frowned slightly at the answer, but kept his comment.

The guard looked at the exit and saw him again, he did that action every time to take care that no one saw him.

"It's just a courtesy, there's no more," he said in detached.

Will couldn't help but let out slight sighs of laughter when he heard what he said, he doesn't believe in courtesy without remuneration, he had already learned it.

"Are chocolates delicious?" He spoke again.

Will looked at him and for a moment hesitated to answer, but seeing the puppy's eyes he had, waiting for a good compliment from his "master."

Will nodded again softly.

With that response the man was shiny, illuminating the whole place by the wonders of "words" he received.

Again, he was curious about that man, wishing to know, what the hell was going through his mind when he gave him things? What reaction did he expect from him?

The happy admirer he has gave him more gifts, as if the ear wasn't enough, now there were more facts that could possibly sponsor in his favor.

"You have a choice. This murderer wrote you a poem. Will you let your love was wasted?"

All that was flooded his mind.

What do you try? What do you want? Oh, you know what you want. He wants to play with him, he wants to continue to be as passive as at the beginning of everything. He wants everything to do again as he was before all that quilombo.

And absolutely, that was not Will's plans.

"I brought you another book, but my mistake wasn't to ask you what you would like to read. I'm sorry about that."

Will opened his eyes when the words took him out of the mental hell he had with everything that happened with Hannibal, he saw how the man left his dinner.

There was a chocolate bar as an appetizer, and a new book.

"I don't know if you finished with the book so that I can-"

the words remained in the air when Will took the book and slipped it on the floor, leaving it in his possession.

Will returned to his position, said nothing and kept watching him.

The man smiled foolishly and bent down to take the book. "I guess... you know, you shouldn't let-"

Will nodded, giving him the answer that exactly he does, hide it from everything.

The man smiled again, showing his teeth, nodding. "I would love to know if you have any specific that you like to read. I always give you mystery thanks to your position on the FBI, but... you may have some different like than you show," he said softly.

"How romance?" Will finally spoke in a tone of sarcasm.

But that didn't change the man's gesture, he even made a confirmation expression. "Of course, something like that. It is also worth it,” he said in detached.

Will laughed, his laugh was very natural, being weird since since he entered there, all his laughter has been eliminated and has become something hard and hypocritical.

Will breathed softly. "I'm fine with those you give me, even in all genres there is romance, that's what I least need to read now," he said, stroking his temple with both hands.

"I understand," he replied.

Matthew was accommodating things to leave but couldn't help saying something.

"Are you okay?" He released, calling the look of other. "You must be stressed with all this of your judgment, and I know that I cannot do more than, give him books," he shook his shoulders in a mixture of detachment and disappointment, "but if you want a book, or even, a special snack you like to calm your tension a little, you can tell me without problems and I bring it to you."

Will blinked in surprise without being able to hide it.

No one had worried about him before since he entered prison, and it was not something he needed, he never needed him, or well, he thought he didn't need it until he heard it from someone. It was strange.

The man was waiting carefully for his response, Will didn't know exactly what to say, the right thing would be to ask for nothing and leave it to his liking, so as not to get involved in any way with him.

But

"I would like to have some beer," he replied loosely in a slightly self-conscious way.

The man nodded keeping his gesture soft. "Beer, of course, is a good time to take one after so many things that are lived," he agreed. "I guess it's someone quite stuck to the drink, or am I wrong?"

Will smiled loosely, "I am," agreed, " before all this, I had big problems that, with beer, I managed to calm my head a lot,"

And it was not false what he said, not only his desire to die were latent growing more and more (thanks to Dr. Lecter), he was also a man who easily fell into any vice, and the vice he always had in his life was alcohol, perhaps he wasn't someone recurring to stay in a therapy or in a treatment for excess alcohol in his kidney, but when his problems became heavy, he took the freedom to erase With the alcohol

Matthew nodded. "When we meet again, I'll bring you his order," he assured. "All he wants,” he added.

After that, the relationship of both became a little closer to the evasion they had.

The days passed, the day of the next trial was close, Will won't deny that he feels restless, Hannibal offered himself as his "savior", who will face his favor in the trial  —if he does—

Hannibal was showing him what he always wanted to show him, what he wanted for him, what he felt for him, wishing to fix his mistake.

Will was easily getting the man to take him out of the hole where he put it, and he felt proud, but he also couldn't help feeling a bad taste. That obsession... that assumption changed...

Were destabilizing him.

"How did you like the book?"

"It was an interesting outcome, although I already knew he was the murderer."

"Fuck! I knew I would say that!"

Another "visit" more of the night. As usual, the same protocol: Matthew leaves the plate, and Will stays in his mental palace, Matthew wants attention, and talks to get him out of his thoughts. Always the same system since they began to be treated.

But Will didn't bother him to he did that

Will smiled. "It wasn't bad, for any ordinary person he would enjoy reading," he agreed. "The writing is very good camouflaging the clues,” he assured

"Very good and you still managed to hit the culprit." Will stretched his corners. "It is no less for the best agent the FBI has had," he flattered. 

Will denied with a soft smile. "Ex 'agent," he corrected, "and temporary," he added.

Laugh, "whatever it is, it's wonderful, "he flattered again. "Even they are still looking for more cases, it was certainly you're the best for the FBI.

"I went," he released a lazy laugh and stroked his forehead

"Today I dared to bring a small piece of cake, it's ruined, but I hope it keeps its taste."

Will looked at the portion, "you shouldn't have bothered you."

"The trial is coming soon, and maybe it's softer thanks to that favorite admirer you have. It's great that he came out in these moments to save you, no?"

"Great, it's someone who wants to destroy my life," he said in a slight sigh,

he smiled, "as I say, what I offer is courtesy. The food here is crap, it's good that he has something decent to eat.” Will looked at him. "Even more for an agent like you, Professor Graham. Bright,” he assured. "And that last is no courtesy, it's a fact."

Matthew was a man who felt admiration for the work of the Chesapeake Ripper, and as Will was now the character, the man didn't delay trying to flatter him with his gifts

Matthew didn't have to be explicit to know that he loved Will's madness, at the time Will treated with him, he noticed it easily, man always flatters what he was, and made him feel like the best devil on the face of the earth.

And Will did not refute him, because... isn't he now Chesapeake's ripper? That was his title, that was why he was going to die in the electric chair, what else did he give?

In addition, he was not even far from the mind of the Ripper, he knew and felt everything when he prepared his victims and how he sees them; Will wouldn't be someone else if he had to imitate him.

Matthew not only showed admiration for the Chesapeake Ripper, but also for him, the man began to investigate him, and every time he was going to visit him and deigned to talk to him, he told him the wonders he had discovered about him, how he developed in his field of work, the art he had to see through anyone's eyes.

Matthew was falling in love with his head.

Where had he seen that before? Ah yes. Of his psychiatrist.

Will couldn't believe that he was lucky enough to attract insane people thanks to his head, people who became obsessed with that; Maybe Matthew hasn't done any crime where he has made an original design to proclaim himself as a murderer, but he only needed one reason and he would do it without wobbling.

Misfortune always persecutes Will.

For Matthew he was a simple fantastic man of his madness, a madman who has to take care of himself a lot, but, he was still entertained for him in that rotten and damp room.

The day of judgment arrived, and seeing God swear by his own name. It was the most bizarre he has seen in his entire existence.

Hannibal showed himself as he always does, neat and healthy.

For Will, it was the worst god that can coexist in existence.

Hannibal showing him and asking him to take what he offered, as if that was easy.

Will doesn't want to accept that the colors of his head made Hannibal, fluttered again.

"Decree is inadmissible defense Mr. Brauer. All previous testimonies will be withdrawn from the judicial report."

Benedict was quite curious, separating everything false as he knows; Having points in favor, it was simply lost.

It was more than obvious that everything was being done so that he would sink into the well.

"I got you what you asked me. Delicious appetizer, if you ask me."

"You are great. It's assumed that those biscuit are only in Pennsylvania, how did you buy it?"

"Hunting instinct, I call it."

Again he started a new conversation.

Matthew left the new book and food, while Will offered him the previous book he finished reading.

"For the next one I would like a saga of a specific story,"

Will spoke looking at the book he received. "You just roar and I'm looking for," he said for sure.

Will laughed. "It's still funny that you tell me cordially when you know more about my life than I did about it."

He smiled and gave a view to the hall. "Would you be comfortable to speak as a friend?"

"What you give me is uncomfortable," he agreed, "but I don't complain, I will do it less with that," he said in detachment.

The man smiled big, quite excited that his "master" gave him the opportunity to be closer.

"That means nothing," Will said quickly to try to lower his clouds. "I just want things to keep on staying as now. Everyone in their corner,” he asked.

"How 'you' order, I will always do what you want," he assured

Will laughed and took some of his drink, which is also courtesy of the guard. "I still don't understand why you do this, I don't think I can give you something back," he said in sincerely.

"I don't do it for any monetary interest or favor. I do it as a good friend."

"Oh please no." Will closed his eyes, showing dislike with the words. "Don't say that, say anything else but don't say you do as -good friend-" he asked in slight despair. Those words gave him nightmares.

The man made a thoughtful gesture to change the meaning, "As colleague," he responded

Will looked at him with Slightly frowned. "colleague?" The man nodded, "of?"

"Only future colleague. Maybe, partners,” he added the latest sure.

He frowned more. "Partner? What will we be partners about?"

He smiled softly. "We let that flow without restrictions."

Will framed an eyebrow. "Do you do this because you want something from me?" The man denied for sure. "So?"

"Why not do it?" He released softly keeping his smile.

Will won't deny it, but that man is sometimes someone disturbing (not to always say)

he was also the only one who brought him smiles and sincere laughter.

Soon he had a severe reunion with Chilton, he had offered everything with total to bring Gideon, the nightmares in his head don't lie to him. Hannibal made crap in his head beyond what he thinks

"Hello, Will."

Will tensed.

Sometimes he didn't know how to differentiate reality with fantasy, Hannibal's voice belongs to his head and he doesn't know if the calls he really makes when he goes to visit it are real or not.

He hates having the doctor in his head. He hates listening to Hannibal.

"It's good to lose yourself in your thoughts, think to clarify things with total coldness. It helps a lot to know who we are, and who are around us." Hannibal said and began to navigate his gaze on Will, seeing his surroundings

"I don't need to think so much when I know what I need to know. There is nothing more to find, "said Will calmed, keeping his eyes closed

"Really? Are you sure of that?"

Will opened his eyes to see him, he usually didn't want to look at him, since every time he did, he felt a lot of emotions go through his body.

There was Hannibal, so powerful, so big, leaving him so small. Hannibal has always succumbed to his wishes and kept him degrading.

Hannibal saw him with a soft look and hurts, he has been showing that expression since he started everything about the 'admirer'.

Hannibal wants him to fall into his forgiveness and real feelings, trying to show Will what he really wants for him.

But it's the last thing Will interests him. His head is flooded in revenge; Perhaps before he knew the work he did on his head, he would have fallen and tried to understand, which was what Hannibal wanted for him, for both of us.

But after knowing that he is in prison by Chesapeake's own ripper. He wants nothing more than revenge.

Hannibal never stopped lying to him and cooking his mind, breaking him until he was killed or put in prison for his crimes.

Anything for Hannibal was fine, just for his curiosity and joy, see him destroyed; For Hannibal it was more than enough for his hunger for darkness.

"When I see him again without having the bars between us." Will began to speak. "You will see who I always was, to that little creation and joy that he always wanted to see in me,” he assured

Hannibal raised his corners without avoiding showing charm. ”I'm eager to have you by my side, Will,” he confessed. Maybe it was quite explicit, showing despair in his words, but it was something he didn't care about.

Hannibal had faith that Will was by his side and left those frictions that both had in the past, to focus on the potential relationship they can both have if they stay together. That Will forgive and embrace his true nature that he has always wanted me to see.

He feels that Will was really trying, he saw him with another eyes and listened to his words. Such a good student.

Hannibal turned his gaze to the corner of Will, a book caught his attention.

"Do you have a book?" Asked curiously

Will came out of his serenity to look at the direction the man saw, he had left next to him one of the books that Matthew had brought him from the saga he had asked for, he completely forgot to keep it, he had simply entered his mind and... he was totally lost.

Will saw him again. "I read it from time to time," he said indifferently.

"I didn't know that Chilton has you so spoiled."

"Well, Chilton has offered me everything in order to rummage and eat from me."

Hannibal framed an eyebrow.
"Eat from you?"

Will nodded. "Chilton have a fascination and attraction to my head, "he said. "I guess it is normal for psychiatrists that kind of like with the dark. The same thing happened with Alana and the same thing happened with you, right?

Hannibal wags his lips slightly. "It's just the art of appreciating you, Will. You are a reincarnated art-

"Have already told me." he cut and ran his hands over his face caressing to lean on them. "You don't have to come to highlight it too,” he said indifferently, closing his eyes.

That gave Hannibal a downturn of distaste and annoyance. His mouth had a bad taste. Another person is flattering Will.

Hannibal is jealous, he wanted no more than him to have the right to flatter Will. How dare that person speak to him and tell him the art he is? What will that person know about art.

—Chilton must enter prison as quickly as possible,— Hannibal thought with total decision

Hannibal fell as low as Will never imagined he could arrive

—You must do it, you must look, take his eyes and look through his own.—

Beverly told him again and again in his head

Will did not want to accept him, he refused to accept that the woman in front of him, so carefully treated with the arts that the Chesapeake Ripper always handled, was real.

He refused that Beverly was dead because of him.

More death in his head was sinking, now one in which he sponsored in his favor gave him nightmares.

Step by step he had to move, he already had Gideon by his side, even when he refuses to speak, protecting Hannibal, he didn't need more than that, listening to him with his words, giving him the breath he needed to attack as he had to do the Chesapeake Ripper long ago.

"Are you trying to catch him or contact him?"

"I would like to establish a line of communication, and your website makes me a good place to do it."

"I could open it for you, ADS, editorials, room monitor chat, everything that reaches the mail. I could be discreet."

"In exchange for?"

"The exclusive right of your story."

"All yours."

Tooth for tooth. That was what would make Hannibal, make him pay his sins, make him suffer as he was doing with him. He didn't need more than a good hook that he would use to totally destroy it

Only a few days passed, he doesn't need so much to see the reactions of several people with what he said; But Will needed something more specific.

"I read his gossip interview," he noted. "You are a very articulated man,” he confirmed. "I agree with many of the things you said,” he said. "You are right."

Will blink and turned to see him placing his absolute attention.

"Many people don't understand much about me or about you, but in the end we can understand each other," he assured. "There is something we don't have or maybe we just evolve to not need."

How did Will not see him before? So alone, if he had searched a little more, he would have had the answer he wanted so much.

Matthew Brown

Again he was so naive and blind. Matthew told him as he said "becoming partners of the same trade."

It was what Matthew wanted with all his strength. Be your student.

"I need a favor."

"I'm always happy doing favors for a friend," he said. "Just say the words."

"I want you to kill Hannibal Lecter."

From that moment their relationship changed, they were no longer strangers that the most they talked about were the themes of books or snacks, they were already something more intimate.

And all because one thing joined them. Kill Hannibal Lecter.

Will spoke how essence Matthew should know, who was Hannibal, how dangerous he was and what he should do for when he had it under his power.

He needed to kill Hannibal under his name, feel that he was doing it, even when he wasn't in the place.

He needed to teach him every step Matthew should do and give him why. Let Matthew take his eyes and his mind to be guided and can have the same feelings he has to kill Hannibal.

Matthew would be his excellent puppet.

And man couldn't feel happier because of his position.

"I brought macaroni to eat while we talked about it. They are your favorites, right?"

Another visit received. The only visit Will began to look forward to, taking it comfortably.

Matthew was still weird and maniacal for him, but he was a direct man; He always showed who he was and what he wanted without having to deceive him, use him or damage him.

Matthew was the only person who wanted something from him and how he pays, gave him precious treats.

Will smiled big when he saw the dish, in those last days he no longer eats the hospital food. Now he eats the simple wonders that the guard brought him, enjoying each one of them.

"You shouldn't have... They let you in with that?" He said curiously, taking the plate.

"No one should forbid me from entering anything. It's for me, right?" He said softly.

Will couldn't help laughing.

For some reason they could stay talking for long minutes, Will knows that Chilton won't in the hospital at that time, he is the gossip of the block, but that didn't take away the fact that there was security and camera that could monitor everything that happened.

Of course, Matthew told him that they were all friends and gave him the opportunity to be with his 'favorite person.'

Because yes, Matthew without avoiding it confessed that he was his favorite person, of course, Will had to imitate a gesture of surprise as if it came to him, as if he didn't know it from the first moment he started conversation with him.

It was the same thing that happened with Hannibal, only on this occasion, Will didn't ignore and blind to the desires that man had with him.

"I've tried the French and it will never reach the Italian heels," Matthew said as he ate his macaroni.

He was sitting on the floor on the side of the cell, Will for his part was in his bed eating quietly.

Will laughed. "Everything that is pasta, Italians know how to do it

he nodded. "Even when the pasta is native to China, huh?"

Even though most of their conversations were about the plan to take Hannibal, they were no detached to the trivial conversations.

When they finished talking about Hannibal, they started any simple conversation, also before talking about Hannibal, there were even days that if they mentioned Hannibal in more than two lines and they talked about something else.

That grew thanks to Matthew himself, who, even when he listened and learned everything his teacher offered him to end his next victim, he also wanted to talk about simple topics, without any context of commitment. He just wanted to know how everyday Will could be.

And Will didn't refuse, that formed like a pay for Matthew for the crime he will do.

At first it was an obligation, to please Matthew to have his job safe, just in case Matthew regrets having nothing of him personal.

But he only need a short time to create comfort between them every time they talked.

Matthew never invaded in his personal life, he was what he least wanted, he wanted to create a trust in him so that he always believed in him. And he succeeded.

The conversations were not boring, not for Will, Will won't deny it, but both have several things in common, not only with the fact of being born as they are, with that dark nature, as they have in common with Hannibal, no, that was the least.

Both live in the same reality, both had the same way of life, both were misunderstood people, that perhaps at the end of that, Will was inclined to another area compared to Matthew who accepted his nature. But whatever it is, they had a lot of union between them and that was a good point to hold conversations and enjoy them.

Everything Hannibal caused. Unite both misunderstood in one end. Give him his death.

"For the next one I will bring you the tortillas I had told you. They are native to my state,” he assured

he looked at him, “I will be quite anxious to try it,” he agreed,

he smiled, “I would love to cook it, but... I'm not very good at the kitchen,” he agreed with a slight, embarrassed smile

Will smiled, “we are on par, I am lousy in the kitchen," He encouraged him "The only way I struggled was with my pets. But I really cook lousy."

he smiled, "that your dogs give me envy. You took care of him so well and gave him so much love.” Will smiled and down his eyes. ”They are waiting when you leave," he reminded him.

Will looked at him keeping his smile.

Before all that, he had asked Matthew to investigate how his dogs were, the man as a good 'friend' did it and even brought him several details and evidence that his dogs were fine. Alana was on the lookout for them

"Do you know Will? It's a shame to have met you in this place. I would never let you enter here, no matter how sick you were."

Will felt a slight hot air spread over his body. "Even if it wasn't who you think I am?"

"If you think I'm interested in your character, you're wrong. You are different from him, I could even say that you are not,” he let out lazy laughter. "Maybe it was the first thing that made me walk towards you," he agreed, "but now what suits me is who you are"

"Being who am I?"

Will had not completely denied him that he was not Chesapeake's Ripper, in fact, he knows that Matthew doesn't need to think much to know that he was there by the ripper himself. And of course he will tell him, at the moment he goes to end Hannibal, Will will tell him that Dr. Lecter is who has always had that admiration

"Being who you hide and who you accept,” he assured. "You are a divine creation.” He left the plate empty on one side. "And not even by mistake would he leave you in this place. Not to deprive yourself of your self, whatever you want."

Again Will's chest warmed up, and this time, his heart accelerated.

The words Matthew always gave him as a breath. So beautiful. So rewarding for your soul.

For a moment he became and thought of sadness. Why wasn't Hannibal like that with him?

The days passed and anxiety grew. Soon he would have the end of Hannibal, he could finally feel fulfilled and collect everything the doctor made him suffer.

It was the afternoon, Will had kept the book to rest his eyes and relax, now with the books, he could relax his head less than ten percent, perhaps for anyone it was nothing since his head exploded exceeding one thousand percent, but for him it was much detail.

He didn't know how long he remained peaceful, lost in nothingness, being strange since it was almost impossible to achieve that, until a few steps took him out of that tranquility.

He looked at the bars and saw Matthew who also looked at him, when he saw him he relaxed his gesture, surprised to see him so early.

But the presence that appeared stole his attention, thanks to that he broke his gesture, frowning.

"Hello, Will."

Emotions always hit his chest every time Hannibal appeared in front of him. Emotions that are difficult to conclude.

Will knew that with the end of Hannibal, all those doubts would end, and whatever the end, there was no longer an opportunity to back down.

Will was taken to his bird prison, as he called him, while he was taken he felt Matthew's hands touch his own, that causes him a laugh that almost threw away being obvious.

Matthew never missed the time to touch him; Before he was somewhat uncomfortable, but he had become accustomed to so much that he simply hid in his expression what was happening so as not to get anyone's attention, except Hannibal who was at his side (who also occasionally touched his arms with his own)

—What are your obsessions with me?—

Will felt in a kind of harem for having both gentlemen too close to him touching him.

He wondered what Hannibal wanted to talk to him, he doesn't understand why he insists on seeing him when he hates doing it, and it has been quite obvious with the situation.

After everyone was accommodated, Will turned his gaze to Matthew who walked happily, with his typical jumps in detachment by shaking the keys in his hand (Will began to make him quite funny that smiling way of the man, without hiding who he was, having some envy), leaving the place giving them privacy. Will how wish him to stay there and learn to see what Hannibal really is like.

"You don't look very rested." Hannibal started talking. "Does Chilton not let you sleep?"

Will turned his gaze to the man. "I can't sleep when my head is full of so many upcoming events that will happen."

"Curious about the future?"

"Too curious"

"Do you doubt your freedom?"

"I doubt many things. Right now I do it.” He looked down for a moment. "But it is normal for any living being. I cannot doubt feelings that I still cannot identify in some simple concept"

"Are there emotions that cloud you?"

"More than that, there are, 'feelings', that make me want to throw back, that make them not have a clear judgment."

"Feelings you don't know? Or feelings you deny accept?"

Will remained silent for a moment

"Feelings that make me cool and be weak, ”he affirmed,”

Hannibal smiled softly, “you'll soon get out of here.”

"You don't know what encouragement I have to do it,” he said sarcastically,

“the case is still drifting, and with the clues that are certainly obvious. You're going to be free, Will."

"Did you always believe in me, doctor Lecter?"

"I always thought you would see what I wanted to show you, what I wanted for you." He gently shook his head with love. "I want you to follow that path."

"What more paths do I have, Dr. Lecter?" He released lazily and relaxed in his seat. "Everything aims to continue with you," he assured

Hannibal smiled slightly, "don't regret it, it will be a good reward, I promise you. A pardon is something quite difficult to give but, if it's for the person you love, there will never be a problem to give it

"I hope you also take those same words that you say, Dr. Lecter." he smiled softly. "Because we will both have a lot to forgive each other."

Perhaps the love Hannibal felt for Will had him blind, or simply, he didn't want to see things as really are and he wanted to go to the area that benefited him. Cheating like a simple crush.

Both had many plans for when the agent's freedom came.

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"The beer is delicious."

"It's a craft beer. I have tried to do it since where they sell it they put all the ingredients that are needed, but it has come out fucking badly. I'm shit even to fertilize

"Hahaha. Absolutely me.

Another friendly meeting began. They were celebrating the last days left to end the Chesapeake Ripper. That is a historical moment for humanity.

Matthew Brown had brought some meat with a simple salad plus craft beer, nothing was expensive more than the entrance with its to the place.

"What will you do when you are free from all this?"

"I'm thinking of entering as an engine mechanic in a shipyard or something," he shook his shoulders

"Mhjm. It's a good start,” he agreed. "Will you get away from FBI?

"FBI moved away from me, so..." He shook his head indifferent and drank from his beer.

Both were in their same positions: Matthew on the floor eating, while Will ate in bed.

"I hope that when you make that new life you can drop Dr. Lecter. And if I'm honest, it gives me jealous that you always think about him.” Will laughed. "Of course, you're here because he wanted it that way but..."He looked at Will... "I can't help... maybe this will be uncomfortable, but it's something I don't want to hide," he added for sure. "Have you ever thought of me how you do it with Dr. Lecter.

Will blinked in surprise, I didn't expect a question of that magnitude. "You mea-

"Rather, wait, rather." Matthew spoke quickly trying to fix his words when he saw Will's gesture. I didn't want to load it. "I mean, well, do you even think about me?" He said with a mixture of doubt and hope

Will laughed and that involuntarily relaxed him. "Of course I did, "he accepted

"Well, of course, puff..." he shakes his legs. "Of course you think of me 'because I will kill Dr. Lecter," he said obviously, "but that is not worth much since Dr. Lecter is still the protagonist."

Will laughed, "Oh, come on. Don't be a jealousy."

"I must be because we are partners, Hannibal is not in our team." He shakes his eyebrows in a drama sarcasm.

Will laughed quite loudly.

Maybe he didn't usually connect with Matthew's dramas every time he did it, but it was quite entertaining, and even felt sorry for them on occasions like this, when, specifically, they talked about Hannibal

"When he finished ours, 'and', there is nothing to join us again." Matthew spoke after the silence that occurred. "Will you keep talking to me?"

"Why not do it?" Matthew looked at him. "Before Dr. Lecter, we always talk, why would it be different?"

"Because you no longer need any entertainment or a deal with me."

Will clenched his lips slightly uncomfortable, Matthew's words were dry, as if he knew his place from the beginning of everything

"Do you think he talked to you because I feel obligated?"

"Maybe you've got used to dealing with me so much that you don't feel him obligated anymore, it's already a task and a comfort on your part," he said. "But that doesn't mean that all this is mandator."

"If you think I treat with you by obligation... Why are you still visiting me?"

"Because I like to live in this fantasy. I enjoy it,” he confessed for sure.

Will shivered

Even when Matthew spoke so detached, as if he wasn't confessing that he loves to be by his side, as if he doesn't mind being seen weak before Will. He knows what he said was real.

Matthew keeps stealing his attention and mind.

"You're right." Will started talking, leaving his plate empty aside. "Maybe at the beginning all this was only for my interest and because I wanted to please you in what you wanted,” he agreed. "But at this stage, I don't see you as a simple man who tries to seek my attention. That change,” he assured

Will could see how Matthew's eyes shone.

Perhaps he was being fucked to excite him and take him to areas where he can never correspond. But, what he says was not false, every word was sincere.

"Will you ever be in the same place you have felt for a friend you have had?" He asked curiously, with slight anxiety. "Can I become a friend beyond the everyday you have had or have considered friends?"

Will was silent.

The only person he considered a friend went to Beverly, and perhaps Matthew could reach that place, he did the same steps Beverly did to have his friendship, invading him every moment until he created emotions in him.

But just thinking that Matthew could go through the same thing that Beverly went through, just by trusting him, his mind closed to the idea of bringing Matthew closer to his comfort.

He didn't want to link Matthew in anything else than he will do to Hannibal. Not while Hannibal was alive.

"That could happen," he assured, showing a lot of confidence.

Because when Hannibal dies, Will will finally be free

Matthew was different from Hannibal.

Hannibal also treats him well, Hannibal also showed him healthy paradises and beautiful emotions, always being so detailed and complacent, so dedicated and affectionate.

Everything Matthew also taught him. But Matthew was not dirty, Matthew was not a fucking hypocrite who loved to see him suffer, he loved to enjoy his agony, pleasing his curiosity.

Matthew showed himself as he was from the beginning, he never had the need to put on a person suit, he never had to be a hypocrite and wish to show himself as the Messiah and the new angel who will save his unstable head by placing him more unstable just to create a kind of codependency or simply to show him who he was and that it was without more.

Matthew always respect his wishes and understood that mental brawl he had, always wanting to help him to bring him in the same way to his acceptance of who he is. Alone, being less orthodox.

Why could Hannibal not be like that from the beginning? Why show him precious feelings in front and stab him in the back?

Matthew was a good man. Matthew was everything, then, why just not look at that path?, Divert what he had traced and... give himself the opportunity to experience something pure. Something Hannibal always wanted me to do but that was always a shit.

Will would have no problem, he would have a person who would do everything for him, he would have a new dog and someone who looks at him for who he is and doesn't want to change him unless he is not by his side.

Fuck, Matthew was what he wanted as a friend.

But every time he wanted to give himself the opportunity, every time he wanted to turn Matthew into that being he wants to watch, just as he did with Beverly, or maybe raise it more.

Right at the highest point of the reins, came a presence that refused to release it and let it escape.

"Hello Will."

Will opened his eyes, leaving his quiet peace.

Now hearing Hannibal's voice was no longer doing anything to him, every time he came to see him without context, just going to disturb his presence, he had reached a point where he simply cared about Hannibal's voice in his head, that the owner of its.

"Hello Dr. Lecter," he replied softly, very softly for the usual, keeping his gaze straight ahead.

Maybe because it would be the last time he would see Hannibal roam through those halls

"Were you with Chilton today?"

The last times Hannibal has gone to visit him, he always asked him that. As if I was taking care of the times that Chilton approached him

"I haven't seen him days ago." he replied

"I'm glad to hear that. And it shows a lot since you look relaxed, as if the nights are being good."

Will raised the corners loosely "Of course the nights are being good, Dr. Lecter," he assured

"Maybe as you know your freedom is approaching. You have better dreams."

he aspired and raised his shoulders a little. "It's not far from reality. I feel freedom on my back, soon to hug me,” he assured

“I dared to bring you something as a gift from me.” Thank you, Will looked at him, specifically, he looked at what he had in his hands. "Something you always liked when I prepared it for you, which even became one of your favorite dishes.” Hannibal took the bag from the base with his hands. "This could be a preview of what I could do to you when you go out and return to eat at home."

Will swallowed, blinked and looked him in the eye. "Did they let him in with that?"

"Why not do it? Maybe it's forbidden but you are a special case, Will. I only had a little mishap with the guards but here it is." he said in pride

"Why bother you?"

"Why not do it? You're going out soon and you deserve a good meal. Are you not fed up with the disgust they serve here? I wanted to give you something different and of quality."

Will laughed loosely and bitterly. "The food I receive is really good, doctor, I assure you."

"Don't be modest and take my gift Will, it's one of the many that I would love to give you,” he said. "And I want to do it when you're here by my side."

"I guess something will happen in the future so that you are sure that I will definitely come out with that,” he said in detachment and with a slight touch of annoyance, looking back in front

"God is someone just, take his good,” he asked. "You will leave here when you least expect it and stop going crazy on these wet walls."

he laughed in sigh and stroked his eyes. "I have begun to see this in a certain way, comfortable."

"I do not doubt it, your way of adapting to any place is magnificent, you are a chameleon, your mind is one of the great wonders of the world and thanks to that you have to take care of it." Hannibal started opening the bag. "That is why I brought you meat, to give a healthy growth to your valuable weapon."

Will watched as the man took out the vessel, couldn't help remembering how he used his trophies with each victim he hunted, that gave him a vomiting feeling. His face showed it

Hannibal smiled when he saw the gesture of other. "The flesh when it reaches the cook is simple and tasteless," he started to talk, "there are even some that look unpleasant thanks to the type of animal where it was taken," he explained. "But what should matter is the protein and the context for which the meat will be enjoyed,” he said. "For example, I did it because I wanted to do something special for you, to give you that slight soothing you need to be able to survive a little more in here. I did it with much love and effort, inspiring me as much as I could, without having problems since I did it in your name, you inspire me while you occupy my head, Will. Every time I cook for you my food is more than neat because of the inspirations you believe me. I do something beyond perfection."

Will fully tensed, his interior trembled fiercely

"Please, take my granite of appreciation that I have towards you, of our friendship that never collapsed since you entered here. My love remains impenetrable."

Will looked away without being able to avoid it on the other side of the room.

Again they are there, those colorful feelings that hit his chest for wanting to get out of there.

Will has always been pathetic, and he has it conscious, even more so that he entered that stir.

What was the question I was looking for the -why- cannot do things as he wishes, wishing to change that path drawn?

He knew the answer perfectly; Because the colors he has on his chest, they wouldn't go so easy, of course not.

The night arrived and the expected visit of the schedule arrived.

Everything was the same protocol, good dinner for dinner accompanied by a good drink and everyone in their corner.

But this time he changed, when the man sat on the floor to start his food, Will did not, on the other hand, he took a small bag that was on the side of the bed and walked towards the man, and with an unexpected movement, he sat on the floor next to him.

Matthew was frozen.

"I guess you know Dr. Lecter visited me, someone other than the fed up visits I have with Chilton," he said in detachment, stretching his legs to accommodate himself.

Matthew felt that he was going to die at that moment to have his crush so close to him

"I... yes-y-yes I-I let it go..." Of course it would be impossible to hide what the agent's proximity was hiding.

"He brought me food," he said as he removed the lid of the vessel, showing him the contents. "Do you want to eat it?"

"What?"

"Yes, keep it for you. Do you want it?"

Well, Matthew was going into a coma

"What-what...? You-you ... you're giving me-"

Will looked at him. "I don't want to eat him. It will give me gastritis if I do, I was going to throw it away but I thought of you and... do you want to taste it?"

Matthew didn't know if he was dreaming or if it was real, if he was in one of the many dreams he has had with Will, he never wants to wake up, everything was being so cute and fluid, I don't know he looked as forced as the others.

But if it was reality and that was a kind of farewell because something bad happened to him the next day after finishing Dr. Lecter. He doesn't care, he likes that farewell, he will get caught in death with open arms without any discomfort. So it is worth dying for someone.

Matthew bluntly nodded quite excitedly and Will extended his vessel by passing him through the bars.

"I have always been curious to eat Dr. Lecter's food, knowing that man is famous for his culinary arts has always given me too much intrigue," he quickly put the spoon to try

"And he will not disappoint you, this is one of his wonderful creations, when he does it with those feelings as 'inspiring' as he calls them." he laughed in mockery. "It will be the best dish you taste of him."

"Fuck how delicious!" Exclaimed Matthew without avoiding it and that brought a laugh at Will

Will really likes those attitudes so loose that Matthew, like him, Matthew has never cared what people think about his way of being. He doesn't have to make a human suit to please everything, he just cares to please himself.

Will values that detail of the man very much

"Haje you jasded it?" Matthew said with his mouth full looking at him

Will nodded a little. "I taste the mash more than the meat. It's good

"Good?, good it's little." Will laughed. "You had to taste the meat,” he pointed out. "It's fucking delicious,” he swears

Will smiled, “I guess you completely forgot that he is Chesapeake's ripper."

"We'je sdill nod suje, rifht?". Will framed an eyebrow and Matthew smiled and swallowed the food. "I don't care. I don't care if I'm eating my granny right now."

"Hahaha! For God Matt!"

They kept talking about trivialities, Will eating what Matthew had brought, and Matthew about Hannibal, finishing faster than usual

"And what do Dr. Lecter talk to you?" Matthew brought up the subject.

Will denied and put his drink aside. "Nothing, he just came to leave me the food."

"Really? If it was just that, why just not send it by correspondence or something?"

"Because he wants to marty my head with his presence, that's what he is looking for," he sigh. "Since I know Dr. Lecter, he has taken care that he never stops thinking about him, that he always has my mind occupied on him, or even a fleeting little thoughts, but never losing him.” He hit the bars with his knuckles. "Always being so narcissistic."

"Coming here as an exhibitionist who wants your action. What an unexpected trick. No one saw him coming,” he said sarcastically. Will laughed. "Although of course, it is a shame that he will achieve his mission." he said in disappointment

"Matthew."

"When you get out of here, just as he always says you will do, you will not treat me again, right?"

Will looked at him by framing an eyebrow. "Is that any kind of invitation to something or something?"

Smile. "Thanks for the idea, and yes, I accept your invitation."

Will laughed next to Matthew

"If Dr. Lecter says he will give you your freedom..." He began to speak. "Will it be right to do what we will do?"

Will looked back. "You know my neighbor can hear you, huh?"

Matthew stood waiting for an answer.

Will didn't care if Gideon will hear, moreover, he is sure that since he got there, he knows what is happening, and honestly cares little. Like Matthew

"Are you regretting?" He broke an eyebrow.

"Are you regretting?" Will frowned. "I'm afraid you tell me you don't want to take the task."

"I want it."

"And what did he give you?"

"It's nothing."

"Sure?" Will sighed. "Because it's as if he knew your plan and comes here to seduce you." Will laughed. "Maybe with the food he-"

"Matt," he interrupted. "These types of jealousy you do, it's so-"

"They're not jealousy, it's reality," he assured. "Oh well, if are jealous, but it's because I fear, okay?" He corrected himself.

Will laughed, "you don't know how much I want to finish it, he did so much that what I told you was just a summary," he assured. "And I won't back down until I have my reward. I won't do it,” he said in severity

"Do you hate him so much?"

"Too much"

"Do you want it like wet and wrinkled paper?"

Will was silent for a moment and frowned seeing the man out of context for what he said. "Yes," he said for sure, even without knowing what that is about

Matthew laughed at his gesture, "he should talk again about... what you will do when you get out of here."

"I will not come to visit you," he said very surely,

He laughed. "I know you won't come here but... you shouldn't forget me either, huh?

Laugh. "In a way I won't do it," he assured

" I really don't care if you do," he agreed sincerely. "What I will always remember is these moments that we were here, sitting together, talking about the Chesapeake Ripper.” Will smiled. "These moments where I feel you so relaxed and comfortable towards me"

"Why do I feel this is going to a melancholic area?" He frowned."

Matthew looked forward, seeing the exit hall. "Maybe it's a farewell."

Will tensed

"You know?, if he could change some little things about this, he would offer you to escape together."

Will's face was a pure poetry. "what?"

"Offer you your freedom, get away from all these chains and let yourself be who you want to be."

"Ma-"

"I know I'm crazy, Will, you don't have to remind me, nor do you have to tell me that it is something rushed or exaggerated things for a 'simple' fascination." he kept that tone in detachment. "But at this point, I know perfectly, that it is not a simple fascination."

"Matt..."

Matt looked at him. "If I offer you later about Dr. Lecter or even change the plan to end it, and bring it to your freedom, would you accept it?" Will was frozen. "Don't worry about anything, or anyone, leave it to me, I know how I will and it will be clean,” he assured. "Do you accept it?"

Will reacted and shook his head to the side looking at the drink on his side.

I never expect something like that, and in a way, it is a perfect proposal, something I needed since he got there, something that if it had been spoken from the beginning would not doubt it for a second.

What would ensure that his departure will be real? And even more, after Hannibal's death, what would happen to him?

Unfortunately the offer did not flood his head, Will had the answer since he was offered the deal

Will saw him again and denied. "I will not accept you something that I will not be committed to,”

He watched as Matthew's look declined and felt bad about it, even when they even talked so often.

Every day Matthew talked to him, he saw that lighting in his eyes grow more and more, impregnating himself in him. Will is no detached to what Matthew feels for him.

Matthew simply nodding, returning again to the position he tried to leave

Will sighed. "The plan I have with Hannibal, I want to take it to the end, I don't care if I never see the light of day. With Hannibal dead, I will have more to spare

"I never wanted to change it," ”he clarified, "I will, I have everything ready. I will do it as you asked me, I already practiced it perfectly,” he assured.

Will nodded smiling in gratitude

"It could be later." Matthew continued. "If your departure is atrophied with the death of Dr. Lecter. My offer is still standing

Will blinked in surprise. "Really?"

He nodded. "I really wanted to offer it to you that way, but I thought very quickly, as I got the idea and the parameters I need to get you out, I thought about it in the near future and that's why I ended up offering you freedom, pulling Dr. Lecter away,"

Will smiled. "I understand. The custom of always thinking fast, huh?"

He nods. "I machine things very quickly before the event is even confirmed," he laughed. "It's my curse," he agreed

"Really isn't, he's a brilliant person. You are a cold person in your movements, quite controlling and perfect, that makes you someone quite appreciable and big."

Matthew received another crush on his heart. Already his heart was overloaded with so many arrows

"If you saw how I see you. You would run out of me." Matthew swore

Will laughed. "Don't worry, I have a clear idea of knowing what you feel for me. I see it in your eyes, and you know that I know people through it."

"I guess you saw the darkness that Dr. Lecter had, isn't it?"

Will looked down and nodded. "I saw him. What I didn't see is how big it was and as far as it could extend to wrap anyone,” he said in slight disappointment.

Matthew smiled and looked forward. "Say goodbye to this place. You'll get out of here soon,” he assured

“I hope to see you in the next place,” Will spoke sincerely keeping his gaze on the man.

The man saw him again showing that slight astonishment at his words.

Matthew didn't know how to hide his emotions, or well, he didn't want to hide it.

What he liked about Matthew was that he accepted him, he accepted him for who he was, he accepted his imperfections and his interior without any discomfort, even showing himself amazed to know him more.

Matthew wanted to create a relationship with him, perhaps something toxic and dependent, but it would not be the first time someone offered him something like that, and to tell the truth, it was never a problem.

If Hannibal knew that he never bothered him to have something insane, wouldn't have been through that.

But Matthew knew it, he knew it because he approached, sat down, and dedicated himself to knowing him, to know more about him, not directly, but to know his basic things.

Matthew I don't need to sponsor him to change him, Matthew wanted him as he was, silly and unstable, Matthew wanted to change his morale as Hannibal did, but in a stealthy and successful way. Showing himself able to achieve it, feeling sure he will be a good teacher.

And even when Will sees him unreal, if he had met him first. Perhaps, just perhaps, he would have embraced what he is and modified.

Because Will knew who he was, and from the beginning of his life he always had him in mind.

"If I accept your offer..." Will started the conversation... "Where will you take me?"

"There will be no problems with that. I know how to get you out of the country, since it's not the first time I do it."

Will framed an eyebrow, his curiosity grew a lot. "I want to know that late." the man nodded with a slight smile. Will changed his gesture to a hard one, showing seriousness. "I'm not the Chesapeake ripper. I'm not sure if you have accepted my answers, but... even, when I'm not that character you admire, do you want to help me?"

"I will not deny that at first it was fascinating to meet Chesapeake's ripper and to know that he was in the FBI, it was even wonderful to see you in person, with those same idealizations I always had of the character." Will nodded. "But, I reached a point where, I didn't know if it really was because of the character or it was for you.” Will frowned. "When I heard you deny that you were him, I just said, -Well, it's normal, nobody wants to be locked up- But... being or not being, what fascinated me about you was rather your way of being, your mind and your own presence," he assured. "It was never Chesapeake's ripper that brought me here to leave you books or snacks. It was always you, and from the beginning it was like that. Knowing you for the first time I believe all those emotions, and now, the feelings I feel for you."

If Will wasn't lying down, he would have fallen on his ass to the floor.

Matthew has just confessed, although he has been doing it since he treat with him, but now he does it directly, without flattery and without words of admiration.

Matthew was someone who for him, deserves what the world does not want to give him. Beauty and art to your life

Why did things have to deviate in this way? Why not start in another context where everything was easy?

Will was not bothered by who Matthew was, if he was not a woman or someone stable, fuck no, but there were so many negatives that he said, he hates being crap from a person for not meeting the expectations of others.

That was the curse of his pure empathy. A painful cross that I had to carry for life.

Will doesn't know what happened, not even Matthew himself who was the one who was the protagonist in the movement.

Will's mind clouded so much of Matthew, after Hannibal, after his feelings towards Hannibal, then again of Matthew, after the appreciation that began to grow towards Matthew, then again of his feelings to Hannibal and...

Will took his hands through the bars to take the neck of the man and bring him closer to him giving him a kiss.

He was kissing Matthew.

That impulse he has to act before thinking still was not going away.

It wasn't the first time he did it. He also did it with Alana. Imagining another person, who at that point knew who he was, placing the excuse that he wanted to know if he was in reality or everything was a product of his sick mind.

But this time it wasn't like that, this time Will could clearly see Matthew's face, and he knew that the impulse he was about to do was kiss Matthew. I wanted to kiss him.

Maybe it was the confusion of his feelings or something like that; He took feelings and placed them in Matthew mistakenly just to have the urge to kiss him, to give him an apology for not seeing him as he sees it.

Anyway, I was testing the man's lips, the kiss was somewhat lasting.

If Matthew was not dying for everything different that happened that day. Now he was dead.

If that was a farewell to existence, he gladly takes it and opens to nothing.

When they separated they looked at each other.

At that moment Will felt an impulse to run and get away from the man, feeling strange, terrified, worried, he had kissed a man for the first time in his life. Will didn't even know where to put his face.

"E-everything goes well tomorrow." it was the only thing he could say after vacating his mind a little.

Tomorrow will be a target day for anyone within the plan.

How disappointing. The plan failed. Totally.

His neighbor was a top gossip. That's why he loved to live in the middle of nowhere, so as not to have those kinds of neighbors

"He said he killed the sheriff, but he didn't kill the judge."

"Did you know?"

"He told me."

"And you told him to kill Hannibal?" He realized.

"Nothing you say is real." Jack placed a gesture seriously. "It only happened." he said in indifference

"It only happened~ I don't see you broken by what happened."

"There are common emotions that we organize and we don't have the names yet." he nodded being quite neutral.

It would have been a good plan, everything had gone well, everything would have followed the letter if it weren't for the fucking guardian angel that Hannibal had, which this time, became Gideon.

If he as the Creator is disappointed, he does not want to know how the imitator felt who was about to achieve it.

Will quickly thought of Matthew. What happened to him?

"So what? Does the fault fall on me for the unfortunate attempted murder failed to Dr. Lecter?"

"Fuck Will..."

"What of the guard? Is he alive?" He asked intrigued

Jack blinked in surprise. "Really? Of all the serious things that are happening right now, are you going to ask me about him?"

Will maintained his indifferent expression. "If you say that I incite him to kill, he could say it, he could assure why he did it," he said. "That's why he asked if he was still alive." he said obviously

"So cute, right?, Worrying about your students,” he said ironically

Will ignored the comment. ”He is well? You left him alive to speak, right?"

"Will, you forget because you're here, right?" He said quite pissed off. "If I add this to your line of crimes, you-"

"Then he died,” he said in Despego. "If you get like this, and insist on defending the one you swore destro"

"Your obsession with Hannibal is taking you to the limit, Will" he said harshly,

he denied flatly, "he does the same with everyone, the same thing he did with Bev-

"Shut up! Do not dare Will, do not dare!" He pointed out, trying to keep calm.

"For God, Jack understands! The Chesapeake ripper is a surgeon. "Jack looked away sharply." he is in the area of medicine, he is inside the premises driving everything inside at will." the man snorts.  "You will never catch him, Jack." the named looked at him. "You will never do it unless he wants to and if he leaves something loose, it is because it was not unintentionally, he did it on purpose," he said and then exhaled when he saw the man's hard gesture. "How many people do he need to kill to open his eyes?!"

The season is over. The masks fell off their faces. Everyone knew what was really happening. The lie fell.

"Hello Will."

"Hello Doctor Lecter."

Hannibal walked towards the center keeping his gaze straight ahead while Will saw him carefully with a gesture of slight annoyance.

"I feel we've been seeing our friendship on divide screens," he said. "Friendship I perceived on one side and the truth on the other."

"Does that feel horrible isn't it?" He said with a sarcasm of sadness.

He kept a neutral expression but showing his disappointment. "You've been lying to me,

"Well," he moved his face in disdain. "I-I don't have an indicator for reality, so that it works well enough to know if I've been lying."

Will looked at him with a gesture of slight disappointment, it was not something he could control, it was a shame for him not to reach the end, although he will not deny that the more he thinks about the situation, the more he thinks it was good that Hannibal didn't die.

After analyzing things, trying to cheer up for his failure, he saw that it wasn't an end after all, moreover, it was a great opportunity for himself to do it, for himself to create the perfect design he wants to do with Hannibal.

"I see that you have the clear reins of everything you do."

"Do you think I'm in control?"

"I think you're more in control now than you've been," he said. "You are looking for a way to hurt me."

Hannibal took a few steps approaching Will, Will kept his gaze held, showing the slight arrogance he always brings.

"I wonder... How many people should be hurt by what you do?

Will turned pale.

That was a hint of what Hannibal will do in the future

"I will give Alana Bloom."

the best of there the war was agreed. The battle they will have conscientiously will be the definitive of all that confrontation.

Nothing would be easy, and Will knew it at the time they gave him his freedom, Hannibal made it hard, there was no longer any evidence to be pointed out as the Chesapeake Ripper, no matter how much Will tried to divert things was impossible. Catching Hannibal in his actions was something that will never happen

The only way to end the Chesapeake ripper was to kill him, and he had the opportunity to do so, it's just that...

he was also curious, he was curious to really know, who Hannibal Lecter was.

And it wasn't going to end it like that, not when I found it interesting.

Will began to join Hannibal, trying to create a trust in him, being carefully with his movements.

He knows that Hannibal is aware that he returned to his side to collect the old accounts, and he was not wrong, but he wanted to be so soft and open to anything Hannibal put him.

He wanted to offer him that desire he always had towards him.

During that time he investigated Matthew's stay, because yes, for his luck, Matthew was alive, in prison, but alive.

For Will it was a pity that the wrong man was the one in prison. Life is totally unfair.

Since Will knew where Matthew was, I wanted to visit him, and it's not that he couldn't, just that he was ashamed to go see him being the culprit of putting him in jail. The papers changed.

But during those weeks, where he was somewhat stressed by what he was doing, and having to be almost always with Hannibal to create again that harmony they had in the past.

He wished his mind liberally, and what better way to do it with Matthew, who, while in prison with all the demons surrounding his head, trying to drive him crazy, Matthew was always there to relieve him a little.

Matthew occupied his head at that time when he was alone in his home.

"Will."

"Good afternoon, Matthew."

the jail was worse, he was not sent to a psychiatric hospital, Hannibal did not allow it. Everyone claimed that he had the use of reasoning when he went to kill him.

I hated how fucking justice would become with millionaires

"I brought you food," he added the bag he brought. "It's certain that the one here is crap, and also as an appreciation I have towards you"

"Oh God Will... I feel that I'm in the best dream of my life~~ Are you really here? "He said totally stunned.

Will laughed. "Of course I'm here." He approached and touched his wrist, the good thing about common prisons is that the person can be touched without problems. "Do you feel me?"

"God, I don't need more in this life anymore, I can die in peace," he said melted.

How I missed Matthew's occurrences.

Will let out a sigh of laughter, his discomfort and tension went suddenly after the words Matthew released, he had thought that Matthew didn't want to see him, or that it would be an awkward encounter, but no, Matthew made everything comfortable.

Even tensions with Hannibal and work, left totally.

"Don't come here again."

frowned. "Why?"

"It's not a place for you."

"Oh please Matt, I've already been in prison."

"Unfairly, since you don't even deserve to step on one, or for visits."

Will's heart melted

"My God, you still don't stop eating Shakespeare in prison, huh?" He laughed

he smiles, "when I see you, the words come out by themselves, just to deify you."

"Oh my God!, enough is enough!"

They talked about trivial things, like Matthew was spending it in prison, as he complained about the lousy clothes, how was the atmosphere in the place and how he has been involved with the other prisoners without problems. It wasn't as Hannibal waited, pitifully

"You would have told me you were coming and he would have fixed me a little better,” he said, passing his hair like a damse

"Matt for God...

"but you better not come here Will"

Will sighed. "I know,” he agreed. "And I don't say it for your stupid reason." Snorted. "If not because I don't want anyone to realize that I'm here."

"I'm sure they'll know this, he said in funny

he nodded in confirmation. "Maybe Jack, and he's coming to complain to me but he's the least thought. What matters to me is that Hannibal doesn't know."

"Don't you want me to claim you like a fucking jealous husband?"

Laugh "Not really. I don't want to hurt you,” he confessed

Matthew blinked in surprise and then widen a smile on his face. ”Do you worry about me?" He said amazed.

"Oh my god Matt, anyone hears you and thinks I didn't matte-" He stopped and the man smiled. "Well, maybe you're right since I was the one who put you here so..."

"Do you think I mind being here for you? I think it's a good sacrifice what I did. I being here while you are outside. It seems fair to me."

He shuddered. "Matthew..."

"It's okay Will, I don't care, I have no problems here, I am with my people." he shook his shoulders indifferently

Will laughed, denying, then approaching the man a little so that they wouldn't listen to him. "It's a shame that I can't offer you the offer you gave me when I was in your place," he said under

Matthew smiled, "the only offer I would love to hear, is that you will stay out of the bars."

He raised his corners. "It's something that I can't..." Shrunted his shoulders in detachment

Matthew smiled, "being with Dr. Lecter is dangerous. That man is God. His guardians take care of him."

"I know. The way he will fall will not be for his actions, that is certain, he has 'fans' who would give everything for him. Even when you told everyone that he was Chesapeake's ripper, what did they say?"

"—He is not like that, I have gone to the parties of all his children—" He said imitating the voice of a woman.

Will laughed scandalously and quickly covered his mouth lowering his head while still laughing, he had caught the attention of people.

Matthew laughed pleased.

"Anything you are doing with Dr. Lecter, be careful, you can be wrapped in his claws," he warned. "And that would make me very jealous, although of course, what else can I do if I'm in prison?" He said in disappointment

he smiled. "I will be as careful as I can. I will see how far I can go, I will keep a line"

"Imitate and get involved with the Chesapeake Ripper isn't something you can get out so healthy to say, Will, and you know it very well."

he made a face with his mouth, knowing that Matthew was right. "I will try to come in quiet times like today to visit you"

he smiled "Do you think Dr. Lecter will not notice?"

He denied. "Not if I keep him busy with a low flow of visits. I will try to keep it far from you."

he smiled, "he will not let me go easily, not because of what it causes him. I will be his next victim, so I am aware that my stay here will be short,” he agreed indifferently.

Will tensed

"Not while there. I won't let him do anything."

Matthew brought his hand to take Will's. "The important thing here is you," he said. "And all you have to keep in mind is, kill them everything and take care of yourself, do you understand? Forget the rest."

Will pursed his lips and swallowed. Matthew knows what he says

Matthew leaves his hands and leaned back on his chair. "I can be your psychologist, just like in the past. Come when you need it desperately, when you want to talk to someone and throw away all your tensions." he offered

Will smiled gratefully. "Thanks for the support."

"It's what I have left since he can't do more than that,” he said in a dramatic melancholy, Will placed his eyes blank and laughed. "Of course, the next warns to get more presentable, and bring me a picture of you to put it aside from my bed and appreciate it."

"Oh my god Matt!"

Hence Will I try to think of a meeting for the future, being impossible for his busy life and having Hannibal's eyes on it.

At the time, no one had noticed that visit, Will could be calm and from there know, how to do the next meeting

Chapter Text

"You look thoughtful Will."

Will came out of his thoughts and looked towards Hannibal who was at his desk looking at him.

Will was in the corner of the window looking out, he had done it for a moment until he was sailing in his mind, looking for his peace to deal with the tension he was accumulating with the case they were both dealing with. And with that he couldn't help thinking about the books Matthew gave him to relax him

"He was thinking about the case, that's all."

"Curiosity about the beast?"

Will looked at the window again. "Everything that comes from you will always make me curious," he assured

Hannibal smiled pleased and closed the folder he was reading

"When we are curious with someone specific is because we perceive some special feeling in it, overcoming the emotions that created us, becoming feelings and from there, everything else comes in; First of all that is curiosity."

"Are you curious about my doctor Lecter?"

"I would no longer consider it a simple curiosity or fascination, I understood when you were in prison," he said. "What I see and feel towards you is something that surpassed both perceptions."

Will looked at him when he heard the words. The looks were held

"I still don't know the feelings I feel towards you," Will began to speak, "these moments together, has let me see much of you, but has not let me know about me"

"Is it something that keeps fighting or is it something that happens naturally?"

"It's something that keeps obstructing me in seeing who I really am."

hannibal lowered his eyes to play with the banks of the folder. "You keep denying many things about you, it's normal being handled for years of your morality, like a puppet." Hannibal looked at him. "You keep fighting, but you see what you are, what I want for you."

"You want it to be equal to you, let it out who I am, but what else?"

"I don't want it to be like me, Will," he clarified often, "I want you to be who you always were. "I want to show you another world, one you deserve to be

"Being with you?"

"I will be your teacher, that one who will always whisper through the chrysalis, will guide you and release you to show you how you are. The most precious creature of this existence."

Will stroked his awkward chin, the words had him tense, not only that, his plan, the path he had made with much effort to stay, was breaking.

He felt slowly fall on the cliff again

"I never felt as alive as when I was killing him."

"Then you have a debt to Randall Tier. How are you going to pay?"

His goal, his character was leaving, he never had a character as such, he never needed to deceive Hannibal by creating another personality, he was who he was, and he simply fell into pressure for his morals and instinct.

Everything was overwhelming, he needed a short escape, and that escape became Matthew. Because when Will felt tired and eager to give up, he thought of Matthew, his occurrences and words, to give himself that spirit of following.

Because Matthew began to become that same friend he once had with Beverly

"How do I look today? The last time you came I was quite naive since I did not receive a visit of any kind and I had to sit down to analyze the situation and say who is visiting me? Being stupidly obvious that of everything that exists in this world, it would be you who would come, and I would have presented myself better. You don't know how teenager you put me every time you visit me."

"I have only visited you twice Matthew, and this is the second"

"And what happens twice is something quite impressive."

Will laughed quite loose. I was where I wanted to be.

"And how are things going out there?"

"There... in the battle," Will said with a mixture of tiredness and indifference.

Matthew laughed. "What does it feel like to live with Chesapeake's ripper? Personally, I have always found someone so interesting."

"You don't miss much." He command to kill myself

"What?"

"Oh yes,"

"Woah~ how crazy is love," he said in awe.

Will told him what happened and he couldn't take the fascination in Matthew's face, even when he told him how tense everything was and that he stays in his nightmares.

Will is sure that if he had dealing with Hannibal he falls in love with the man than him. That would be totally outrageous

"Of course, didn't you say I sent someone to kill you?"

"Yes."

"See? It's interesting," he assured

“Interesting that he sends me to kill?" He said incredulously.

"Yes, because he offered you that feeling of life that you didn't feel for a long time."

"..."

Will not even be surprised. Sometimes I forgot how maniacal Matthew was, someone who loves death any path I looked at, everything is the same. Both are bloodthirsty.

Will simply nodded sighing, Matthew gave him a certain way, another image to see the acts Hannibal had done. He wanted to answer your question

"Don't you have someone else to be with than Hannibal?."

"You."

"you flatter me too will. I appreciate it very much,” he said in love,

Will let out a soft laugh. ”Mmmm… well… not long ago I started talking to a woman, he's a Hannibal patient."

Matthew's smile was erased. "And how is she?"

"Mmmm... has the same problems as mine. That unites us. The devil we have on our sides."

"Where did she fall in love with you?"

He frowned. "What? She's not fall in love with me"

Matthew narrowed his eyes and Will Snorted

"Where is she from?"

"Mmmm... if I'm not mistaken it is also from here"

"What do you spend your free time on?"

"Wait a minute," he frowned. "Are you singing that music?"

"Ask him, because he has stolen a piece of my life, it's a-"

"Oh my God, Matt! "He cursed,"

Snorted. "How can I not be jealous if you are going to change me?" He said indignantly

"God, I don't even know why I told you. You asked me and-"

"And do you think she doesn't want something?"

"What will you want?" Matthew wagging his eyebrows, Will ran his hand on his frustrated face. "You really are..."

"I have to share you with Dr. Lecter, now should I share with another?" Matthew clicked his disappointed tongue. "Time out. I need to stabilize myself," he said dramatically."

Will covered his face. "My God... I don't know who's worse, if you or Hannibal..." he said for himself.

"Then this will be our last visit..." Matthew nodded in pain. "I really enjoyed your company. Thank you for everything and that you do well"

"Matthew is enough, don't do these dramas in public."

"Can you even offer me a conjugal visit?"

Will completely opened his eyes. "What?!!!"

"Yes, I say, a farewell, right?"

"Matthew!!!"

Will certainly knew that Matthew was worse than Hannibal for the simple fact of being a dramatic direct and not hiding his movements.

The truth is that Will was dying of laughter for everything he said, and to tell the truth, it is his first time playing that kind of 'homo' games with someone, he was so comfortable and refreshing. It made him forget everything else.

That's why when the visits ended, he never regretted going, wishing to return again.

After the visit, Will took the opportunity to go to another one, just because he felt encouraged enough to do so, there was no reason why.

When he re-entered the prison he couldn't help but feel an invisible cloak fall from his shoulders before entering the place, feeling free and comfortable, being totally crazy since he never thought he would feel so happy going to prison.

What the fuck was happening to him?

Those short minutes in the place were enough to keep him in line with his plan and in his head, he felt new, as if he were another person and not the murderer who treats with another murderer.  I left Will Graham at the exit

The conversation this time was very everyday, just gossip about what Matthew heard in prison, he didn't want to talk about Hannibal, he didn't want to talk about his life, he wanted to disconnect from who he was and Matthew helped him.

Matthew also used to tell him gossip when he was in prison (especially about Chilton), that helped him in the same way, only he didn't have an opinion, he was the recipient.

Now he had the opportunity to comment and laugh as if they were lifelong friends.  Matthew became her escape from reality

"Why you laugh?"

Will snapped out of his thoughts and looked towards Hannibal who had entered the office.

"I thought it was going to take longer"

"No, it was just an order that he was going to pick up while I sent for others." Will nodded and Hannibal walked with the box to the desk.  "What made you laugh?"  He asked again.

Will shook his head and stretched his legs "I just remembered a joke."

"A joke?"

"Yes, one who listens out there," he said indifferently.  Nothing else

"It must be very interesting to have you laughing"

He smiled, denying. “To tell the truth, it's quite stupid,” he accepted.

"And is it making you laugh?" He said curiously.

"Yes, well, I'm one of those fools who laugh at broken jokes." he shrugged his shoulders.

"Can I hear it?"

"What?"

Hannibal waited for a response

"No... I mean, you're not going to laugh, they're very stupid humor, and you're someone fancy, you're not going to laugh at common people's jokes," he made a grimace on his lips in a mixture of denial and take off

Hannibal softly laughed, he was always amused by that line that Will always highlighted between the two of them.

"I assure you that I can enjoy humor."

"Do you know how to laugh?"

he smiled. "Tell me," he asked

Will sighed and moved. "Okay, I'll do it, it'll be silly and I know you're not going to laugh." Hannibal nodded waiting for the joke, Will settled on the couch to turn and look at him.  "There was a chick that breathed through its ass, when he was walking, he fell and died."

Maybe the way he told it was shittier than the joke was.  Matthew did it with more funny

There was a moment of silence

"Why would a chick breathe through its anus?" Hannibal said in total confusion.

"Ah!  God!," He exclaimed. "Don't look for logic, Hannibal, just connect the ideas," He made abrupt gestures with his hands.

"But it's silly to think that a chick would breathe through it-"

"God Hannibal! And you say that you are super intelligent and that everyone praises you, and you can't handle a simple joke," I snort.

"What was the moral of the joke supposed to be?"

"Drowned, Hannibal!  He drowneeeeeeed~," he made gestures with his hands, he was about to hang himself, "the chick drowned by sitting down, okay?" He said tiredly

Hannibal frowned even more. “Why would a chick drown by sitting? Besides, chickens don't sit, they don't have a pelvis, they rest on their legs,” he corrected.

"Ahhhhhh!!!!"

Hannibal: 0
Matthew: 1

Time passed and the closeness of both deepened, only with another type of context.

Every time I was able to visit Matthew it was a bit difficult, but when I did, he came out in good spirits, quite calm and ready to continue with whatever life had in store for him.

Matthew certainly became a good friend, an escape and an oar that keeps him steady in the boat.

Maybe he could feel some special feeling that he had never experienced with anyone, not even with Hannibal himself, but he wasn't annoying, he accepted it.

With Hannibal things changed, Will couldn't hide who he was and most importantly, what Hannibal wanted for him.

With Hannibal things remained deep, there was no hesitation or fun, only seriousness and slight tension.  With Hannibal he didn't feel that freedom of emotions that he did when he was with Matthew.

Hannibal took it upon himself to handle things that way, only letting out the important emotions.

Hannibal remained for him what he always was, a psychologist and a friend, their relationship was quite stable, moreover, Hannibal trusted him enough to continue letting his guard down and let Will take it.

"Our view of the world has changed."

"It was always there, just refused."

"You're absolutely right, Will, I saw it, but you didn't."

They were both in the office, enjoying a drink and playing classical music at low volume in the background.

The atmosphere was calm, too comfortable for both of them.

One enjoyed the presence of other without being able to take his eyes off of him, while another immersed himself in the music, enjoying it with fervor.

For Hannibal, Will was what he always needed, he didn't want more, Will was perfect, ideal for him.  Made for him

"Tonight I would like to finish our meeting at the house," Hannibal spoke after a long moment.

Will opened his eyes to look at his companion on the side "Anything planned for dinner?" He asked softly.

he denied. "Not for now, but when he arrives I could see what to prepare. And I would love to receive your help in the kitchen again,” he asked.

Will raised his corners slightly and nodded "Of course, I have no problems."

Hannibal felt in the clouds

"I see you quite relaxed today and that makes me happy, but is there an event you attended?" He said curiously.

Will smiled in denial, took his glass, finishing it with the drink. "I just walked a little, I wanted to be with my dogs at home.

"Is that why you didn't accept my appointment?" Will nodded.  "We can maybe have a dinner in next weekend."

"I don't think I can, I have a job at the FBI"

"Another case?"

"Not exactly, but Jack wants me to take a look at some questions he has there."

"Jack working on the weekend?" He said with a mixture of surprise and strangeness

Will nodded. "I don't really know what he is, but hey, I'll see."

"Then we can do it on weekdays. You're not working on any case and..."

"You are working, Dr. Lecter, you are not–"

"I want to do it," he asked.

Will smiled softly and nodded, accepting the man's wishes.

Hannibal died for many things at that time.

Hannibal saw Will more dedicated, calmer and more comfortable, there were days when he seemed too enlightened, Will told him that he kept his nightmares and worries about things and he knew it was true since he saw it in his eyes, but... those specific days would come and Will would become another person, a calmer and happier one.

Hannibal was curious, it's not that it bothers him that Will is happy, of course he likes him, but... that he doesn't make  that happiness, quite uneasy.

Hannibal felt that Will was seeing someone, his happiness was quite sudden, the man was always someone volatile, but this pointed to the fact that there was clearly someone who was close to him, and someone new.

He needed to investigate who that person was to know her.

"What?!!  Are you going to have a child?!!"

Another visit in prison

Will could see Matthew's shocked face, his eyes wanted to pop out of his head, he could laugh but... he wasn't in the mood to do so.

"My God, how is this event possible?"

Will sighed. "Maybe... I should have taken your advice..." he said a little crestfallen.

Matthew clicked his tongue. "The desperation to fuck, right?" Will rolled his eyes. "If you had accepted my conjugal visit..."

"Matthew, stop it," he said seriously.

"And what did Dr. Lecter say? Did he reprimand you?  He must be pretty hurt."

"You can't say anything since it's your fault"

he frowned, "Is Dr. Lecter pregnant?"

Will looked at him bewildered. "What?"

"I mean, you say it was..."

"I mean he was the one who gave him the ideas and I was the pig," he clarified.

"Ahhhhh~~~~" he said loudly in understanding and Will rolled his eyes.  "Puff..." he lay down in the chair, denying "he was already being impressed.  I thought Dr. Lecter was trans and... puff, tremendous plot."

Will wanted to make a gesture of disbelief, but he couldn't help but laugh out loud at the stupid idea.

"Being here is affecting your head, isn't it?" He said between laughs

Matthew smiled. "I guess so, and now with the news, I'm beyond crazy.  They have broken my heart

Will sighed. "It really is a difficult topic but..."

  "I guess they are going to get married, right?"

He made a gesture of total displeasure. "Why would I do it?"

"It's normal, right?"  Will grimaced.  "Among the straight couples." Will rolled his eyes.  "Was the condom expensive?"

Will sighed and covered his face. "She..."

"Oh yes yes yes," he cut off, "she said that she was a magician and that the semen would come out of your ear, I understand."

"Puff... you're worse than my father," he grimaced.

"Who falls for that nonsense, Will?"

"Ok! Hoah!  Excuse me." snort.

"Do you already have its name?" Will gave him a bad look.  "If you had a condom..."

"I live in the middle of nowhere"

"And of course, every time you put it on..." he added

"Matthew"

"Ok ok ok," he raised his hands in surrender.  "I will try to see how to give you something as a congratulation that you will be a father."

"I really hate you."

The days passed and everything remained the same, the pregnancy could be at risk of being lost in the first two months, but with each passing time, it was less likely, and Will felt more than compromised.

Even though he never wanted to have a child of his own, he was thinking about everything he could teach him and give him the best of him. Maybe he was feeling fatherly after Abigail.

Parents can be murderers.  "What kind of father would you like to be?"

"I would like to be a good father"

"How quickly we form links to something that doesn't yet exist"

"I'm not forming it, I... I just... make an anticipatory attachment."

Knowing that Margot was the person who kept Will so lively and happy left him surprised.

Hannibal can't believe that the two bonded so well that Margot's visits to the house kept the man happy the rest of the day, even the week.

How did they come together so much? Knowing Margot, it was too strange that she had done so much to have a simple sexual night with Will. Margot wasn't looking in that area.

And not to mention Will, it was extremely difficult to create such a special connection with him, he refused any human relationship, it was too difficult for Hannibal in the past to create that special union like the one they both had.  He needed a lot of time

And at the time that Margot began to be his patient, it was difficult for them to have formed a relationship of that type, even if they had met on the first day.

Was Will interested in her beyond a simple attraction like the one he had with Alana?

Maybe that explained why Will enjoyed the woman's company so much.  She cared about him as a romantic interest.

Just thinking about that makes her blood boil, how is it possible that Will takes such an interest in her? Why did he draw so much attention to her?

Will was telling her about his feelings for him, so how come he just forgot about him?

Hannibal was always there, and Will didn't look at him, he didn't look at him the way he wanted, now, he was back at it again, trying to find another support, just like he did with Alana.

Hannibal does not accept that Will is interested in Margot that way.  He refused

Will suspended visits with Matthew, even though there was no established monotony, he needed to think for him and now that he will have his son, he needed to create some quiet monotony to be able to receive him.

And yet, on one of those many days at home, he decided to take the opportunity to call Matthew, just to listen to his witticisms and lift his mood, and as always, Matthew did not disappoint him.

He used to stay at home when Jack didn't need him, Hannibal used to invite him to eat, sometimes he accepted it and other times he didn't, it was for his own pleasure, there was nothing more. He sometimes felt overwhelmed by being around Hannibal.

Their relationship intensified, he could see the comfortable look Hannibal gave him, giving him a lot of peace.

Will was always clear about the feelings that Hannibal wanted to show him, that made him feel so... strange.

After what happened, now that he will have a son, that he had sex after so long, something was activated, and apart from the concern that was growing for the child, he didn't know how to deal with so many negative emotions.

While he had sex with Margot he imagined Hannibal, unable to stop him, even when he tried with all his might to get it out of his mind and thinking that he had sex with Alana, it was impossible.

Not only that, now, there was an I don't know what with Matthew, maybe that's why he stopped the visits a little, he felt that he was exaggerating the visits and that... the touching and the double meaning words that the man gave him were affecting him. , they sent him to an area where he had already experimented with Hannibal, but now he began to do it with him

He was strange, sometimes in solitude he would laugh at how stupid he was since, he had sex with Margot and thought about Hannibal, well, he is "normal" in a way since he has feelings for Hannibal.

Then, his mind that is disgusting is always causing him problems, when he is with Matthew and he does his typical flirting and enhancement of his person, Will feels like a horny teenager for every compliment he says to him, and for the help he gives him in his unknowns, enjoying (surreptitiously) the touching that Matthew always does in his hands

What the hell is happening to him?

Why when he had sex did he think about Hannibal and after he saw Matthew again does he feel hot towards him?

His body is crazy, his head doesn't match reality, he can't believe he's bringing Matthew into trouble.

Not even when he is with Hannibal and he touches him from time to time does he feel as excited as when Matthew does it.

What the hell was happening to him?

"I'm sorry you lost your son."

"Are you really sorry?"

"... No. Not really."

Will visited Matthew again, he needed him before he went crazy and killed someone.

The worst thing is that he himself raised his hands on the table so that Matthew could touch him without problems.

"How far do you plan to go with Dr. Lecter?"

"As far as he wants"

smiles. "Is there no end to your plan? Where are you supposed to destroy him? When you are married and he becomes the father of your dogs?"

"Matthew"

"I think anyone must be seeing what you are becoming," he explained, "and you are voluntarily allowing yourself to be enveloped by Dr. Lecter."

Will smiled sideways. "Are you trying to reproach me for something?

He sighed, looking down and wiggling his fingers. “I still think about the offer I gave you when you were in prison, to escape.” Will erased his smile.  "I've always said it's a shame to meet you so late. And... perhaps I could be very amazed by what Dr. Lecter does but..." he moved his lips... "it makes me angry that he could conquer you."

"Matthew-"

"And it's funny that even having you so dedicated by his side, he keeps pushing you away," Matthew looked at him.  "Is that man mentally retarded or something?" He said in confusion.

Will laughed. "What happens is that he wants to fulfill his plan.  A different plan than anyone else has"

"Are you leaving his side?"

"He has never wanted me next to him," Will denied, "now with this it's more than clear." I shake my lips in disappointment.

Because Will, even though he denied it, had believed that Hannibal wanted something more for both of them, to be more "sane" for himself and for himself, taking things to a "healthy" area.

Matthew moved his lips thoughtfully "What does Dr. Lecter want with you?"

"Destroy me, let me get lost in my unstable lagoon"

"Why hasn't he killed you?"

"Because I'm still his puppet," he shrugged his shoulders.  "It's what I am"

"And why hasn't he killed me?"  Will raised an eyebrow. "Does he still not know you're coming here?"

"Nor will he do it," he assured.

smiles "We should escape"

laughs "If I'm honest, I sometimes tend to think about our escape" he accepted.

Matthew opened his eyes in surprise and smiled in wonder. "Really?"

"Yes- well" he breathes "I think it would be different if it had happened."

"Damn Will, you won't let me ever heal from you."

Will started to laugh. "Don't be stupid..."

He smiled softly "I know that I will not be anything more than your escape from the reality of that difficult world that you are living, and it truly flatters me, even though many feel sorry for me for the fact that you come here only for protection you were created to seek a "healthy" path and continue with your life

Will's laughter faded quickly. His words fell like a needle to her heart."

"Matthew..."

"And with all that, I like it, I'm happy about it," he said. "And... even though I can't do anything but listen, since I really want to help you in some way out there, well... you should also stop running away from your path and accept that you must have enough with me."

"Matt-

"You can talk to me about your anger and your son's pain," he agreed.  “Hannibal let you create feelings in the child and then take him away from you, he likes doing that, he enjoys it a lot,” he assured.  "It's like he's trying to create a deep and unhealthy attachment to him."

Will blinked, Matthew wasn't telling a lie, Hannibal was probably doing that for his enjoyment.

"And..., aside from the fact that I'm envious that he's creating a dependency or something like that on you, when I always wanted it" he agreed and Will rolled his eyes.  "If you let it go on, it will"

"I know how Matthew plays"

"I say this because you should not stop showing your weaknesses "Will moved his lips".  "Take a break to analyze things, now with this, he will see what reaction it caused and if it was how he wanted it to happen. That's why you should be your own psychologist."

"Are you saying I shouldn't come back? Do you want me to... not look for you anymore?" He said in surprise

"I don't mind what Hannibal does against me, which he is already doing," he said. "But what he does with me, I wouldn't want it to affect the path you want to continue."

Will tensed, that was a bad taste in his mouth.

"Do you think... you will be the next..."

"Dr. Lecter absolutely wants you for himself, so..."

Will set his lips in a straight line, it didn't give him the slightest breath, it made him feel worse.

Matthew smiled "It's okay Will. Don't worry about me," he asked and hugged the other's hands. Will tensed up. "What you should worry about is the next visit, you should bring me more meat, if you can from Dr. Lecter,” he whispered the last thing with amusement.

In those days that Will stayed at home, wanting not to go out for anything, ignoring Hannibal's invitations, he was thinking too much about the situation.

He is quite aware that his head is sick, very sick, and that it is making him feel strange things.

He wouldn't care if it weren't for the fact that he was feeling things in divided camps.  First, Hannibal's feelings, he is still a mystery with that, but now it is worse since the carnal desire doesn't point to Hannibal but to Matthew.

Even in those moments alone where he let loose his desires to know who he really saw, or at least, who he thought of.

There was Matthew.

He felt the man's hands on his as if he had just touched him.

That was unheard of.

How does feeling something strong with Hannibal mean that Matthew keeps the carnal thing? It doesn't even make sense.

He knows that from thinking and treating with the man so much, his head may have become unstable and he may begin to confuse desires where they do not belong.

Be that as it may, it is something that is already taking too much of him and that he now wants to experience, because, if Hannibal did him enormous damage by taking the creature away from him to persuade him to do what he wanted, dominating him.

He likes that his carnal desires point to Matthew

There was another visit to the prison, small conversations began and the atmosphere remained gratifying, as usual.

Matthew told everything about his days and discoveries, Will had nothing to tell since his days were simple, so he dedicated himself to listening and looking beyond what he was used to looking at.

Matthew was oblivious to Will's thoughts, never even imagining that he could create thoughts livid to the man in front of him.  Matthew was a white dove who explained his adventures like an excited child.

Will knows how attractive a man can be, Matthew was a very manly and quite playful man, especially with his smile, even though Will can't see it like any person attracted to the man's sex, the prisoner's physique turned him on enough to imagine having something carnal with him

And he didn't dislike her at all.

Thus, he continued to raise his desire with the visits he made to him and at home, helping himself to reach that area. Will has never done a homosexual act so he is making his effort, of course, he was not having any problem thinking that a man would fuck him

Only this time Hannibal won't be the one occupying those livid thoughts (as he used to be accustomed to at the beginning of everything), but rather Matthew.

When Will decided to take the step was when Hannibal again brought up the subject of his son, being so insensitive and harsh again leading him to kill Mason. Of course, Hannibal didn't want to have Mason breathing down his neck after declaring war on him.

Will needed to relax, forget everything he has to do with Hannibal, and just throw himself into desire, because he knows he'll enjoy it too much.

"Another beautiful day that my life rises again after the ashes"

"Matt please..."

There they were, in front of both

"I'm kind of surprised that you've been visiting every week lately, Will."

laughs. "And does it bother you?" raised an eyebrow

"I love it," he smiled big. "But isn't this dangerous? Shouldn't you be with Dr. Lecter?"

Will made a face of annoyance. "Don't even talk to me about that man, I don't want to know anything about him. Let's talk about something else," he asked.

Matthew started to laugh, maintaining his curiosity. "What's going on, darling? What did the aged hepatic to you?"

Will started to laugh, covering his mouth, Will told him that nickname a long time ago and Matthew still makes fun of it.

He shrugged his shoulders. “I'm just sick of him,” he said detachedly. "I prefer to forget him for this time before going back to him."

 smiles. "Do you know the best way to forget it?"

He raised an eyebrow "How?"

"On a conjugal visit," he said mischievously.

 Will laughed and denied, Matthew always being himself, but, perhaps this is not far from the truth.

 Matthew expected a repression like he always used to get when he said that, instead, when Will finished laughing, he simply smiled at him, relaxed.

 —Maybe he's used to it— he thought.

 "Okay, let's do it."

Matthew started to laugh, of course, from telling him so much, and Will also joins him in the fun, he likes it.

 "Ohh Will~~~" he said excitedly, "don't say that because-"

 His words were interrupted when a guard approached them, standing next to Will, that was quite strange since Will hadn't even been sitting there for more than a minute and he couldn't have finished the visit.  But he didn't take long to find out what was happening.

 "The room is ready," the man warned.

 Matthew frowned in confusion, Will simply nodded at the man looking at him and then looking at him, leaving him more confused.

 " Well, I hope you keep your word and make me forget it"

 Matthew froze.  He only knows that he knows nothing

 Matthew was taken to the exclusive area for carnal encounters, as entered the room and closed the door behind him, he thought he was dreaming.

 "I thought it was something better," Will commented, looking at the place, "but hey, since it's for prisoners, well..." He turned to look at the prisoner who was standing at the door without having moved.  "Do you think these walls are-"

 —Ah~ ah~—

 Well, it already answered the answer

Even though it couldn't be heard at all close, suggesting that the walls are somewhat thick, it's still obvious what is happening in the other rooms.

 "Do you think anyone recognizes you here?" Will asked.

 "Well, I know who's coming here, besides I ran into some of them at the exit and it's obvious that they know why we came here," Matthew answered, Will nodded. "I don't think it was right for us to come here, this could escalate because they're going to think we're doing something, you know, something hot and-"

 "And why do you think we came here? " he interrupted

Matthew remained silent and then frowned. "What are we supposed to do here?"

Will raised an eyebrow and then laughed. “Let's play UNO Matthew, take out the decks and let's sit on the floor,” he said in a mixture of ridiculousness and snort.

 Matthew was even more confused, "I don't understand d-"

 "Matthew, why do you enter these rooms?" he crossed his arms, looking at him in tiredness and obviousness.

 "What? But you... bu-" Matthew opened his eyes completely.  "Do you want us to have sex? " He said shocked

 "My God, and I thought I was the stupidest one here," Will said in disappointment as he stroked his forehead.

Matthew denied "No no no, this is a joke" he assured and began to walk looking at the ceiling "what kind of joke is this? Where is the camera? " he began to circle around him to look for the artifact, "where's the funny thing? Please guys, don't play with me like that, it's not funny" he said annoyed and looked at Will.  "You disappoint me that you agreed to this," he said indignantly.

 Will laughed, he knew he would get some kind of reaction when he told him that.

 "It's no joke Matthew, I'm being serious"

"Stop. That's enough, I don't find this funny, I already know it's a joke." He looked at the door.  "Open the damn door and put the fucking camera in my face," he said, annoyed.

 Will denied laughing and approached the man. "I know it's strange but it's something real"

 "Will, please now," he asked, "let's go back to the guest room and keep talking, this is not a place to-"

 Will approached Matthew to kiss his lips and shut his mouth.

 Will knew that if Matthew reacted like anyone else, he would think everything would be fake as shown, and he was betting pretty good that would happen.

"Now do you believe this is real? " Will said after breaking the kiss

"Oh fucking shit"

Chapter Text

Matthew was about to die, although he had been dying for a long time, from the first time Will kissed him, that day he died, now with what was happening, he was sure that he was already in heaven

"I know it's strange," Will agreed, "but it's something I've been planning for a long time."

Matthew blinked. "W-why do you want to do this?"

"Why do not do it?"

"It's strange, I... I-I don't understand at what point, you... I... ahg, it's just..."

laughs. "I know, I know that you were unaware of everything and that you never sponsored anything but it's something that really happened without me noticing it myself"

He frowned. "Why do you want to do this?" he repeated again. "I don't think it's right, I don't think you want to-"

"Are you a virgin?" he asked curious

Matthew stood silently speechless.

"What?" He blurted out in disbelief, "no no, of course not, just... damn Will, why are you doing this to me? You know I'm in love with you and you-"

"I think a person who is really in love wouldn't hesitate too much if his crush asked him to go to bed," he pointed out. Matthew rolled his eyes.  "That's why he asked him, are you a virgin?"

"No, I'm not. It's just a strange situation"

"You don't have to hide it Matthew, if you really are, just tell me-"

"I'm not!" he yelled. "Damn Will, it's just that, how can I not be defensive if this is all weird, huh? Gad, like overnight everything changed and now you want to have sex with me"

"You do not want?"

"Why do you want to have sex with me?"

"Because I want it, I really do," he assured.

"And what about Dr. Lecter? Don't tell me that you forgot him overnight and that-"

"No," he cut off, "but it's different."

"How is it different, huh? Did something happen between you? Isn't this some kind of revenge or-"

"With Hannibal I still have my emotional conflicts," he accepted. "But I don't have any type of sexual attraction towards him. I don't," he assured. Matthew looked at him curiously. "I am here because I want to do it, and because I feel like doing it, there is nothing more, even when it is strange"

Matthew stayed silent, he had no words to say, he had a lot of conflicts, and not because Will wants to do it, but because he really feels that he's in some kind of illusion.

Since Will met Matthew, it's the first time that he sees doubt in him, he sees a kind of inhibition, as if he didn't have the confidence to approach acting, he lacked that drive that characterized him and that always made him do anything for more mortal and unreal as it is.  Matthew doubted that Will desired to be with him.

How can he refuse to have his first time with a man as cute as Matthew?

Will, without hesitation, approached Matthew again to kiss him, taking his neck along with his jaw in a soft kiss that even when the opponent didn't reciprocate, Will didn't mind.

"I want to do it Matt," he said after separating from the kiss, "even if it's strange, even if all of this seems unreal to you, feeling like you're in a dream.  “I really want it,” he assured.  "Let's not waste time, it's running out," he told him.

"You don't have to force yourself to do this, Will," he spoke softly. "If Dr. Lecter did something and this is kind of-"

Will approached him again to kiss him to cut him off "Don't be stupid." Matthew looked at him. "I think you've known me for too long to know that I would never do this for anyone, for any reason. You've already seen the type of relationship that Hannibal and I have, and that it has hurt me so much, and you know what my reactions are," he reminded him. "I would never lower myself to do something of that level for Hannibal, ever." He made a gesture in absolute security. "This is because I want it."

"Will-"

"Matt," he cut, Will took the other's hand and guided them both towards the bed, forcing him to sit down.  "Don't waste the opportunity, then when you return to your cell you will regret it like never before and you will even want to kill your cellmates." Matthew laughed. "Time is running out and we'll get out of here without doing anything and then there won't be a chance since I won't be able to bring myself to do this again,” he assured and saw how Matthew's gaze weakened.  "Just tell me that you're a virgin and that's it.” He waved his hands detachedly and Matthew looked at him badly. He saw how he was going to open his mouth but Will stepped in front of him.  "Let me show you that I really want to be with you because that's how I want it."

Will waited for a moment for the opponent's response and as he no longer saw denial or doubt in his eyes, without further ado, he acted again, taking the man's neck to join him in a kiss.

Matthew wasn't responding to his kisses, Will thought that he would stay that way, that maybe the man didn't really want to do anything since he didn't believe his words, and when he felt that enough had happened and that the man was staying neutral, Will knew that It was time to give up since the abrupt way in which he acted to bring all that to where they are was not correct.

But he opened his eyes wildly when he felt the man respond to him, and not only that, he didn't even take four seconds to grab the back of his neck and start kissing him with passion.

Well it was time for action

The clothes began to disappear from their bodies faster than normal thanks to Matthew, who as if he had been bitten by a bug, he became someone too fiery, Will felt more than desired.

The kisses were distributed around the body and the caresses didn't stop, Will did not feel uncomfortable or strange, the meeting is being totally different from what he had with Margot.  No erroneous images, no mental struggles to remain pristine within the encounter.  He knew he was with Matthew, he saw his face clearly and there was nothing that would make him refuse.  Everything was perfect.  That made him feel so good and motivated.

Before taking the step, he had had many doubts about what would happen during the meeting, whether it would be very uncomfortable and nothing would attract it knowing that everything she had felt towards the man was an illusion, or the worst case scenario, He was going to find himself in the painful situation of thinking about Hannibal again, necessarily.  But none of that was happening, not in the way he thought it would happen.

Matthew descended towards his manhood, Will felt his mouth dry from sighing so much for the man's caresses, Matthew ate him so hungry and desperate, that if at the beginning Will felt doubtful and quite self-conscious, all that went away thanks to lust that the man sprang up in every corner that he walked through his body

"Ahhh~!" Will let out his first moan without stopping when Matthew took his member without hesitation putting it all into his mouth.

The moan wasn't that big a deal, it wasn't worrying if he had crossed the walls

There was Matthew, sucking him, eating everything without hesitation, very hungry, Will kept his gaze on him, enjoying the image while stroking his hair.

Matthew was certainly not a virgin, his tongue was so agile that he was about to make Will come, looking like a first-time teenager. They had never had work done like that before.

"Fuck Matt~~ I..." he squeezed his muscles and other man's hair to push him away.

But Matthew did not move away from him, he even got more attached putting his cock completely into his mouth to suck harder, helping him release, wanting to take the agent's nectar.

Will would never regret what he did.

Will came in the man's mouth, letting out a louder and longer moan than the first one he let out, perhaps that moan didn't manage to penetrate the walls either.

The semen reached the back of Matthew's throat, swallowing it all without any impediment, he couldn't even taste it at all.

When he felt Will finish cumming, he pulled out his member and ran his tongue over the hole, cleaning the residue to better feel the bitter taste. Eating the essence of his crush is more than masterful

Will lit up again as he watched Matthew try to drink whatever liquid was left. That man is going to drive him crazy

Will took the other's shoulders as a sign for him to go up, Matthew did not hesitate and approached his lips, kissing him fervently, being taken with pleasure.

As they maintained the kiss, Will slowly opened his legs, giving Matthew the signal to settle between them, and he accepted the invitation.

Will sighed between the kiss as he felt their sexes rubbing against each other, even though that sensation was a little disturbing, it wasn't as aberrant as he thought it would be.

Matthew separated himself from the other's lips and trailed kisses up to his neck. Will welcomed him to his place, turning his head away a little.

A little more than six seconds passed when he felt one of the man's hands go down his penis until it slipped between his legs.

Will tensed up completely.

With that he remembered what the next move would be and couldn't help but get worried.

When he felt Matthew trying to reach past his buttocks, he couldn't take it anymore and grabbed his wrist almost hastily to stop him.

Matthew, sensing his action, moved away from his neck to see him.

Will couldn't help but feel his cheeks sting more than they already were, it was the same sensation when he kissed Matthew, only now it was triple.

Will knew that Matthew was expecting a response because of his action. "I..." he began, quite weakly and a little agitated... "and-I-I d-did this," he explained and saw the expression of confusion. unaffiliated. "I... a... I have never h-had sex with a man," he clarified more obviously so that the man would finally understand.

As if Will had offend him about Matthew's mother, Matthew quickly walked away from him, sitting to the side.

"What?" He blurted out without being able to believe it.

Will sat down to look him, a little uncomfortable. “Yes, well, it's true, I had never thought about doing it with a man before and-"

"And what about Dr. Lecter?" he quickly blurted out

he frowned, "What's wrong with him?"

"I mean, have you ever...?"

"What? No!" He said the last thing altered

"Oh really?" He said incredulously.

"Of course! I have never had sex with Hannibal, what made you think that?" He frowned in disbelief.

"Puff..." he shook his head, "I think it's obvious, Will." He raised his eyebrows.

Will caressed his forehead, looked down and let out a sigh. "We have never reached that area, we had a simple doctor and patient relationship that never rose to more and is still the same."

He opened his eyes in surprise. "What? Seriously? Dr. Lecter never tried to do something with you?"

"Hannibal was more interested in roasting my head than having any normal relationship, let alone something common like sex." Will shrugged his shoulders.

There was a moment of silence

"Naaaah~~~ I don't believe you no no," he denied flatly and Will started to laugh because the tone he made.  "I can't believe that man, having you there at his disposal, never wanted to go to that area."

He shook his shoulders. "I don't know if he wanted to go or not, I don't deny that he can see me with lasciviousness but he has never reached more than his quite insignificant friction." he accepted

"Noooooo~~~"

Matthew refused to believe such an aberration, how was it possible that having Will always at his disposal and even that he would never refuse to do it if he wanted it, he never did it?  That man was straight, without a doubt

Will laughed at the slight drama that Matthew was doing and he doesn't blame him, it was strange for him too, well, in those times when their relationship became very deep, Hannibal began to get closer to him intimately (sometimes even thinking that it could have been being a figment of her imagination after everything that happened), he thought that Hannibal would express some desire to her to go into the romantic or sexual area, but it never happened.

"So..." Matthew began... "if Hannibal has never been to a sexual area with you...why are you here with me?"

"What?"

"Yes, I mean, isn't it better that you sleep with Hannibal?"

"But what the hell are you saying Matthew?"

He looked at him curious "Isn't this because you want to get even and make him suffer this way?"

"Hell no!, none of that! I already told you!"

"Do you really... do you really want me to be your first time?" He said with a mixture of doubt and disbelief.

Will sighed, he didn't know Matthew was going to be so unique, and he understands.

"Yes, well, I'm here for a reason, right?"

"Do you think it's right? I mean, if Hannibal is not interested in entering the sexual area with you, you don't have to force yourself to have sex, if you don't want to give him your first time."

Will blinked, Matthew always gets to his heart in one way or another, and lately it's gotten pretty deep.

Will denied "I'm not doing it entirely for Hannibal, maybe you're right about him not wanting to give him my first time and all that" he accepted "but this goes further.  Like I told you, I don't feel any sexual interest with him."

"It has always been like this?"

Will was silent for a moment and then denied "No, before he sent me to prison, I had some fantasies, nothing strong, just curiosities about what it would be like to have sex with him."

"Thinking about giving it your first time," Will nodded but with a slight hint of disagreement. "Now?"

"My head is a pigsty and..." he raised his shoulders. "I'm here, right?"

"Do you want to be with me?"

"Do you really doubt it at this point?" almost screams in annoyance

He raised his corners a little "Well, it's just... maybe there's a lot going on out there that I don't know about and..."

"Damn I want you, I want to be with you.  What doesn't show how I prepare? " He said a little irritated, being obvious with his words thanks to cleaning his entire front and back areas.

Matthew pressed his lips "Do you really want to give me your first time?  I mean, if you have a lot of conflicts with your first time, I have no problem with being the bottom one and-"

Will opened his eyes in surprise and felt his heart beat later. Matthew is beautiful

He returned to his harsh expression "Matthew...

"It's just that-, damn, it's unreal to me," Matthew laughed quite disbelievingly.

"I can't believe you feel crap Matt"

"It's not that, it's just... treating with you, knowing everything about Dr. Lecter and..."

"So you prefer that I have my first time with him?

"It's not what Will prefers, it's what you want," he clarified.

Will smiled moved "I want to do it with you.

There was a moment of silence

They both kept their gazes, Matthew trying to get into Will's head while he looked at him intently.

" So you don't want us to..." Will started to speak

"Damn, you don't know how happy I am that I finally won something from Dr. Lecter," he said excitedly.

Will couldn't help but burst out laughing at his words.  Matthew has him pretty alive

"Don't waste any more time Matthew, they'll call us now," Will warned.

Without further ado, they began the movements again, this time without any interruption.

Again the kisses and caresses came, Will could feel how Matthew's actions had changed, now he was softer and almost meticulous, that made him smile tenderly, even though he didn't ask Matthew for it and in a way he didn't want it either, he liked the initiative

Almost thirty seconds later, he felt the prisoner's fingers slip between his buttocks, he couldn't help but tense up again, but this time he didn't bring his hand to stop him, Matthew is being gentle.

Matthew didn't make much movement other than feeling the completely shaved area, becoming even more excited by the detail, he moved away from the other's body to lean a little on his knees.

"I don't have any lubricant since this was quite surprising and-"

He remained silent when Will turned to the side to look for his pants from the floor and in a few seconds he settled back down, showing a bottle of lubricant.

That switch up Matthew.

Without a doubt, it was a wonderful welcome to heaven.  Will was their immaculate God

He began the expected movements of the afternoon, Matthew put on plenty of lubricant to give Will the best comfort he could, while Will stood with his feet resting on the bed and his legs open in position to receive him, without hiding his first-time nervousness.

Will squeezed his muscles, especially those inside him, as he felt the other's finger enter gently. He had never ventured to do so before, not even with all those crazy desires he had and the desire to break that gap he had made created.

But he wasn't horribly awkward, he was just weird.

Matthew was slow with his movements, as if he didn't want to break him and had all the time in the world for him. He couldn't help but feel comfortable

"We're not going to get past this," Matthew announced after inserting another finger seconds ago. "We will only have these finger games."

Will blinked in surprise. "What? W-why?" He said confused and then made a tired gesture, thinking that the man was still doing the same thing. "Matthew I already told you that-"

"No, no," he denied before Will began, "I'm just saying that it's correct since it's your first time and everything shouldn't be so abrupt," he said. Will blinked.  "It's better that things go calmly, I'm sure you've never ventured to do anything down there, right?" Will looked away but nodded, although Matthew didn't need confirmation from him to know it was true. "Okay, maybe next time, if you still want, we can get to more."

Will looked at him, "Are you doing this because you still don't believe my words?"

Matthew lowered his corners. "You're not far away, maybe so you won't think as abruptly as you did today and come to your senses." Will rolled his eyes.  "But I really say it because when it's the first time, it's better to relax and loosen things up, I can't move on to the next thing when I'm just preparing you with my fingers," he explained. "This is just an introduction, at home you can continue preparing, later it will not be so uncomfortable because you are already mentally prepared. I don't want to hurt and traumatize you," he assured.

Well, if Will wasn't dead before, he is now because his body is set on fire.

That's why Will prefers to give his first time to Matthew instead of Hannibal. That display of affection without a filter and without hiding behind metaphors, always direct and sincere. Now, he doesn't regret doing what he's doing at all

The gentle movements continued for a long time, Will gradually relaxing from the new experience.

During all that moment, Will was with his eyes covered, leaving his mouth half open, letting out some sighs or weak sounds. Even when he was relaxed, he maintained his shame, and Matthew didn't mind, on the contrary, it's fucking exciting to see that image.

"Ahh-ahh~! " He gave his first loud moan after starting the preparation when he felt Matthew touch a special area, without avoiding it, he removed his hand from his eyes to see the man

"It's a pretty special area," he explained when he saw the man looking at him. "I'm sure you've heard it, right? The prostate"

"F-fuck..." he let out in almost a whistle.

"Now that you are very relaxed and that you accepted my fingers perfectly, I give you that pleasure as a reward for your feat," he smiled. "Do you see that I am very good to you, little star?"

Will simply smiled, or well, he tried to, Matthew still remained him in private.

The movements increased and with it Will's pleasure

Will squeezed his muscles while he tried to play with his breaths and sounds so as not to let them come out so loudly, he had even brought one of his hands to his thighs to squeeze trying to keep his legs in position without lowering them. Every time it's difficult

"He could have given you your orgasm without any problems with this. It would be easy for me and seeing how you react, I know you could cum from this.  It will be longer but I can do it."

Matthew's confidence sent a rush of pleasure through his belly.

Even though for Will everything was strange, and not because of what he was doing, but with who he was doing it and how everything went.  His mind was stable and he knew what he did, he was better than he imagined.

Matthew in one movement increased the thrusts surprising Will, with that he knew that Matthew had a lot of experience in the area, Will doesn't care how many Matthew has slept with (it's not like he has a repertoire of women), but, thank you that has happened since he enjoys other man's experience

"Ahh! Matthew! Ahh! I-I-"

Will couldn't bear to stay still anymore, he doesn't know how long it was, but he's sure it wasn't much compared to the beginning when Matthew was helping him with the new sensations.

He had lost the position of his legs, they were lying squeezing each other's sides, one of his hands was squeezing the sheets while the other kept squeezing the other's arm, without interrupting his work, although from time to time he tried to do so but it was impossible to move away. Matthew from between his buttocks

The man never tired of torturing his prostate, giving him mercilessly, Will's hips rocked in all directions, sometimes the movements were not abrupt, but other times Matthew had to place his hand on his hip to stop him, just as he did is doing now

His stomach was practically untamable waves while his chest and shoulders were restless from shaking so much. Will felt his orgasm close and he's desperate to reach it.

"Eh, no no no," Matthew spoke as he saw how Will released his hand from the sheet and took it to his member. Matthew moved his hand away from the area.  "You are going to cum without touching yourself," he notified, "it's not necessary for you to touch yourself, you deserve to be given the gift of what it feels like to cum with just your prostate."

Will screamed in despair and raised his head, he's not sure if at that time he had moaned loudly through walls, he just hopes it didn't happen.

Will felt a long torture and pleasure at the same time during all that time of touching his prostate, he wanted to cum but having Matthew force him to do it with his prostate was so delightful and at the same time so desperate.

When Will felt a shock of pleasure in his belly, he couldn't stop his orgasm, he was surprised, he let himself be enveloped in the clouds of pleasure.

Having an orgasm with his prostate was the most incredible experience he ever thought he would experience.  He marveled

"Good night Will. You're late."

"Seriously? Damn... I came as fast as I could."

Hannibal always waited patiently for the time he had with Will, that day they had promised to talk a little in the office and then go home, but Will didn't arrive on time

And there he saw him, agitated, his hair wet, showing that he had done the marathon of his life, that left him too curious. Where had Will gotten himself to be late for the first time since they started seeing each other?

"It was thirty-three minutes exactly."

Will blinked in surprise "Shit, I'm sorry... I swore there would be no problems with arriving."

Hannibal nodded "Please come in" he stepped aside to let him pass.

Will obeyed and when he passed by him, Hannibal dared to sniff him, he wanted to know where he was.

He smelled of herbs, dog, soap, giving him to understand that he had just bathed and it was not a marathon that he did, and a perfume... a new one.

He had never smelled it before and it was quite strong, he didn't know how to figure it out.

"May I know why the inconvenient?" He turned to look at Will who had sat on the couch.

Will looked at him finishing getting comfortable "Jack gave me too much trouble."

"Jack?"

He nods "He had me jumping from one side to the other and... my time passed" he said in disappointment.

Hannibal moved his lips slightly, imperceptible to Will.

Will was lying, he didn't smell Jack, he didn't smell the facilities nor did he smell some of his co-workers that he always worked with.

Hannibal had called Jack in those minutes that he was waiting to ask about Will, and he told him that he hadn't seen him.

everything was fake

He was somewhere else, but he couldn't know where, he didn't even smell Margot's perfumes, if he was with her.

"Did you come straight after leaving work?" He walked towards his fixed position

"Yes," accept. "Or well," he quickly corrected himself, thinking a little, "I decided to go to a place on the way to eat something, I was busy all day and... I needed to eat something urgently."

Hannibal nodded "I understand, so that was where you wasted the most time?

"Something like that, it wasn't much, I ate a little knowing that we were going to eat together," he explained.

Hannibal nodded, adjusted his legs to start another conversation, leaving that one peace.

Will was totally lying to him and it made him so angry.

He needed to know where he was getting into.

Will in those days did what Matthew asked, stimulate his anus, and if he thought it would be easy since he saw how experimental Matthew was with the movements and how good it was to find his prostate, he was totally wrong, it was not very successful to find it

He didn't think it would be difficult to look for it, he thought it was accessible to anyone and that's why he enjoyed sex, but he realized that he had to do some position with his fingers that he didn't remember how Matthew did it, he was so mired in his pleasure that he didn't even pay attention to what the man did.

And so he went on for all those days that was missing to see Matthew again.

When there was the meeting again, there was confidence, more for Will

They repeated the same thing, kisses, caresses, because of course, Matthew was not going to go straight to Will's ass, but not before enjoying the entire body of his God, and more that he had it at his complete disposal.

Will took the position of the last time and felt the other's fingers come in, Matthew's fingers were harder and softer at the same time compared to his, a point in his favor.

The same thing happened, Matthew stayed for a while letting Will get used to the invasion, something that didn't take long, and he started the movements on Will's prostate.

Will raised his hips and released all the air in his lungs when the man began to caress his sensitive area, he was what he missed after so many days (eternal for him)

The same thing happened, Matthew denied touching himself and just cumming with his fingers, again He postponed anal sex for better preparation and comfort.

Will couldn't help but fly from feeling pampered.

"Can I ask you a question?"

Will was in Hannibal's office, fulfilling one of his many dates with the man.

He was sitting on the sofa for Hannibal's patients while he was at the desk reviewing some jobs, a few minutes ago Will was walking around the office as usual until he sat down.

Hannibal looked up to see him signaling that he could continue.

Will took a short time to let his doubt out. "Do you know where the prostate is located?"

There was a moment of silence

Hannibal was left in a distant moment and then frowned at his stranger. "Excuse me?"

Will knew that asking Hannibal that was totally stupid, more than that, he was an animal on his part, he could have asked Matthew the question and that's it, but... I forget it, again.

Will sometimes notices that his null intelligence is becoming more and more noticeable, and more in the sexual and emotional areas.

He could have searched the internet without problems or wait in the next meeting with Matthew, but for that meeting he wanted to reach the end, and both had promised to do so.

Matthew told him that apart from his fingers he must introduce something similar to a member so that at the time of the meeting there is almost no discomfort, Will had no problems with that, even when he didn't buy a toy like Matthew suggested that he did, he preferred to go with the practical, he had An artifact that could perfectly serve the end and with that was more than enough, Will was using it on those days without problems.

Only he still has trouble finding his prostate. Sometimes he rubs against it, but he loses it or it becomes so poor that the movements don't cause him the same pleasure that Matthew gives him.

And of course, what better than asking a medical graduate, right? No, he was stupid, and he's pretty aware of that.

It's like asking your husband if he's going to leave the house because your lover comes to sleep with you. The same vibes.

But, first, he's not couple of Hannibal, and second, perhaps he feels some morbidity in seeing the face of others in, obviously not telling him what he does with another person, but he sponsors for his own pleasure and comfort and thus being able to go with Matthew totally prepared.

Yes, Will was not at all immaculate and did it just as a joy, knowing what it will be like if Hannibal finds out that he was having sex with who was his potential murderer, who sponsored and happened in his nose. It was definitely a delicious morbidity that Will had.

"Yes, well, I mean, where exactly is it? How is the placement of the fingers to look for it?"

Will saw the poetic face that Hannibal made and swallowed a laugh that was about to come out, it was wonderful to see him.

Will changed his face to a sarcastic impression and quickly sat down correctly on the sofa. "No no no," he intervened, “I asked it because I'd have a prostate exam and... well... huh... I wanted to know what the procedure was like. It's just that, I have mistrust and I wouldn't want them to do many more things than touch my prostate, you understand?" he explained, showing alteration and shame. Although in full explanation he was also about to laugh.

"Yes, of course, prostate exam. That's been done for a while." He thought of Grace

Hannibal frowned. "Are you going to get prostate exams?"

"Yes, well, I need it."

"Jack asked for it?"

"No no, it's something else I'm interested in entering and... well, they ask me for the exam," he explained. "It's the first time I'll do that and... I know I shouldn't be wary of the doctors, but..." he shakes his head in doubt... "The stories they always tell when they do the prostate exams, they always terrified me," he confessed. Although that was not a lie. "And of course, everywhere there are professionals who have no ethics in their work," he added totally direct

"Where will you enter?" He said extremely curious, ignoring the comment.

"A thing there..." he blurted out, "I'm still at that," he clarified. "Be that as it may, I would love to know how the prostate is located"

"If you have distrust, I can make it for you."

There was a moment of silence

"Excuse me?"

Well, now it was Will who was left in his distant moment

— I have a degree as a doctor, and what nurses do, and even technicians, is not something that is difficult to treat with.

There was another moment of silence

Will cut it with a sarcastic laugh, "What a good joke Doctor Lecter ha ha ha. Today he got up with a human humor, huh?" he held him slightly uncomfortable, showing him

"Which joke? If I'm really saying it, I can do it, if he distrusts others so much, I don't see the bad thing, besides, I don't think you have distrust with me, I'll be very professional," he assured

"Do you know it's being a professional?," He released in a mixture of disbelief and ridicule

"I promise I will be," I say, "this time," he added.

Will let out a laugh, today the day had to end with something bizarre. "Don't fuck with me Hannibal, what did you eat?" he said with a laugh

he shrugged. "I'm just being hospitable"
Will laughed again. "For God's sake, the least I expected from you was that he told me some of his foolish friends to go see him"

"I know you wouldn't go, right?" Will gestured, sending a clear —obviously— message. "So why recommend?" He shrugged.

"Damn, you're not the real Hannibal," he assured. "How dare you-"

"Does it bother you?"

"Of course you do, damn! How can you not bother me?" He snorted

"I just gave you options for your comfort," he clarified

he laughs, "I already have my place to get my check-up, thanks," he said in a sarcastic courtesy. "Only my curiosity is knowing where the prostate is"

Hannibal returned his sight to the documents. "They will usually turn you upside down to get the exam, in addition to the fact that it's not necessary since there is the blood test that is more precise and less annoying. Didn't they suggest you?"

"I don't have money for that," he blurted out, looking away.

"I can pay you without any problem."

"I don't want to owe you, thank you."

It will be a gift for our friendship."

"Dr. Lecter," he looked at him. "Just keep on with your story,” he asked. He really regretted asking for help just for his fun

"The prostate will always be pointing at the scrotum area,” he began to explain, “as you're going to be face down, you're going to feel the curved finger down. And on the fingers, the prostate is not more than five centimeters away, so depending on each person, some must put it totally or others a little more than the medium. Usually the whole finger is entered." he clarified

Will looked at his fingers without dissimulation, studying it. "And if the position is face up, the fingers then point up?"

"That's right, it's all a matter of knowing what position your pelvis is, specifically your scrotum. But as I say, it's always upside down," he assured

"Oh... well... —he blurted out

"As I suggested Will, the blood is better, it's not even expensive for you not to give yourself the opportunity."

"It doesn't matter, anyway I have to let them insert me Finger, isn't it? It's not like I'm leaving the virgin world behind," he said obviously, Hannibal wiggles his lips. "And well, I'm not sure of getting into that either, so... it's just a... 'maybe', and quite lazy."

Will saw the man's gaze wishing to say a thousand things, knowing where those words would go, but as always, he was silent.

Will already had the information he needed and he's definitely going to put it into practice.

The 'big' day came, well, it's not that big of a deal, but for Matthew he's dying from despair, his mind is a total chaos.

The visit began, they were taken to the room, they didn't take long to sink into caresses and kisses, Will was a little nervous, even when he feels like 'prepared' enough, he doesn't even know what he's doing.

Matthew added another detail that was very important to him and thus relaxing Will.

"Can you stand upside down?" Matthew asked

"Stand upside down?" Will let out in total confusion, Matthew nodded. "It's... for better position by intrusion or..."

"Just leave it to me, okay?" he asked with a soft smile.

Will without suspiciousness did, quite ashamed at the revealing position.

Of course Matthew couldn't help but enjoy the image in front of him, the air left his body when he saw tremendous rearguard

Will felt Matthew lay down on the bed, close to his feet and took his buttocks, those actions were totally weird to him but he didn't have to wait long to know what malice Matthew had in his head

"Ahhh!" He groaned in total surprise. "Matthew w-"

His hole was being wet by the other's tongue.

Will tried to move to turn, but Matthew took his hips by keeping him still

"Ma-Matthew P-pl-Please, d-do-don't-do that. W-wai-

Matthew had no idea to get away and Will felt his dignity go for a pipe, it was a very embarrassing circumstance, even when he was experiencing a new pleasure and the feeling was not bad at all, the position inhibited him too much

But he had to put his He slashed by the ear (since he couldn't do it anymore), and try to relax his body and enjoy what the man was obligatorily offering him.

His moans kept him quiet against the mattress, it was almost the same tone when Matthew touched his prostate, only more embarrassing for him.

Matthew after a while he added his fingers raising Will to the sky, Will couldn't believe there was more pleasure to experience

— Ahh... Matt, ahg!, ahh~ damn.

Now Will learned another experience, he knows that there is another way for his preparation.

After a long time when Matthew finished preparing him, asking him to return to the previous position to start with the next level, he had a burst of doubts.

Was it right to do it? It's not that he's obliged to do it, even Matthew himself repeated it to him and postponed it so that he would think about things well, he had no problem having sex since how many sex has he not had in his life?

Only... Did he really do it for desiring or for Hannibal?

Hannibal has never taken things to that area, and he doesn't even try, or well, Will isn't sure of many movements that man makes, so was it necessary?

But what is certain is to deny Hannibal to have his first time, he doesn't deserve it, it's not something I wanted, he had made the final decision for a long time.

He doesn't want to give Hannibal anything at all that's his first time. He already did it with his murder, with different types of desires and with romantic feelings. He refuses to give more.

So when Matthew came back and stressed him, trying to convince him to meditate on things, being so precious to him from the moment one. With that, and with the decision not to give Hannibal anything, Will continued.

Because Matthew deserves it.

Then where he put him to stop and the problems that will come to futures because of him. He doesn't know regret giving it to him.

"Ahhh~~" The first groan he couldn't hold after Matthew's meddling inside.

The sensations explode around his body, everything was different from what he thought exponentially exceeding his expectations.

First, the member of Matthew, of course, the man wasn't going to have the member as the size of the small, thin old tube he used, perhaps it was correct to buy a toy with real human dimensions. But well, it's Will, someone who, when it should be spark, isn't.

Second, the full feeling is uncomfortable, not so much that, his ring and his channels being open is more than uncomfortable, becoming annoying, it doesn't hurt, the lubrication does a good job and all the preparations helped, even so it's an area that has never been stretched to such dimensions. But it wasn't that big of a deal, he could hold on.

Third, feeling Matthew inside, just as he wished, he saw Matthew, not the Wendigo, not Hannibal, only Matthew who was on top of him being absolutely careful with every move he made. That was the only rewarding thing he felt when things started.

After a long time when the man accompanied him in his wait, the movements began thanks to Will's confirmation.

The moans went up and repeated in each increase in movements, Will in the previous meetings used to take care of their sounds so that he wouldn't cross the walls, but this time it was something he ignored, he was not there to occupy his mind on more things than he had.

The penetrations were harmonious, Will could feel the good care that Matthew still did in full action to please him, placing his pleasure as the protagonist. Will's heart sighed in affection.

The pleasure was different from what he thought he would have, he knew it was his first time and that would happen, it was something that didn't bother him, besides, he's not that bad either, he really enjoys it. But he is sure that later he could enjoy it more.

Reaching the middle, they both decided to sink into pleasure deeply leaving the care and rare sensations aside.

"Mo-more give me more," Will asked.

Will tried not to tighten his legs around Matthew's waist but was being difficult and more so because of the increase in thrusts.

He grabbed his hands on Matthew's shoulder blades, squeezing him with his fingers, trying to silence his moans a little even though he is sure that a few could cross the walls.

Matthew kept stroking his lips with his lips and not long ago he took the member to help free him, knowing it would be a bit difficult for Will to do it on his own on that occasion, Matthew was about to cum and wanted to do it after Will did.

Will felt it forever and he felt it fast too, the pleasure that ran through his body had never experienced it and it was magnificent, he didn't want it to end.

Will was the first to cum, squeezing his muscles, clinging more to Matthew's body as he cummed in his hands.

Matthew did it ten seconds later in the condom that Will brought for the occasion. Because Will was decided yes or yes, to lose his virginity that day.

Chapter Text

Will again was late, it was the third time since he started.

Hannibal remained expectant with what he was doing, even when those late days were not often, that Will was doing it too strange.

And not only that, every time it happened he always came with different hair, even when the second time he didn't have wet hair, he knew he had touched a shower, even when Will was in charge of hiding it, now, he had it quite wet, he didn't even make an effort to hide his fresh shower, Maybe he didn't have time to do it or he just didn't care to do it, it could be the last thing; And as always, full of that same unknown perfume.

With that he knew that Margot was never the one who took his attention, there was another person he did not know.

What bothers him most is that he had a sexual encounter before he got to his office, it was as if Will liked to show himself that he had had sex.

Hannibal wasn't stupid, Will was in charge of washing his whole body from top to bottom and then pouring the perfume of that person hiding as much as the smell of sex can, knowing that he could try to smell it when he was with him.

With this sign that Will did, showing that he had sex on different occasions, his blood boiled to such an extent that he almost wished to attack Will so that he could tell him who the fuck was the woman he had sexual relations with and because he has been so careless for him to see.

Because he knows that Will is not stupid, he knows that showing himself full of soap and perfume on random days could lead him to conclude that without any problem.

What was Will's fucking game? What reaction did he expect him to do by showing that he had sex before seeing him being so fucking so fucking Sassy? Does he want to play with his stability so that he loses his mind and kills that woman in an uncontrollable way?

Because he certainly would.

"I can ask you why you are bathed"

It was the first question of the night that Hannibal bluntly released to start the talks.

Will was just sitting on the couch just sitting after arranging his things, Hannibal was in front of the desk closing his briefcases.

Will looked at him and made no gesture for the strange question

"I was in the field, I needed to take a bath."

"Did you travel to Wolf Trap to come back to Baltimore?"

He shrugged. "Yes, well, it's not a big deal, it's not the first time either,"

What Hannibal believed, he knew he would say some excuse that way.

"When you work in the field you didn't use to take a bath," he reminded him, "and you didn't start doing it a long time ago," he pointed out

"Well," Will looked at the sofa's hand and gently caressed it with his fingers, "now the field work warrants a lot of physical effort, I come out totally dirty and sweaty heaps, and obviously I need to take a bath before I come to see him. Or do you prefer to feel the strong smell of essences that you will not like?

Well, Will was being too Sassy, Hannibal was squeezing his hands angrily not to jump and show his jealousy. Will just wanted to destabilize him

Will, for his part, looked at Hannibal attentively, the man remained silent, fixing his table with such care that he feared exploding with rage if he made any mistakes. Will smiled to him. He is aware that he's playing with fire.

Will wasn't going to go, he didn't feel like doing it, much less in the state he was in, even though he perfectly disguised his anomaly, his bottom was hurting, knowing that it was not a good idea to tell Matthew to go fast. But well, at the time of mess, Will didn't complain at all about that.

Will was seriously thinking about not going, calling Hannibal to let him know, it was better to be at home and and cure his little butt

But in the end he thought, why not?

There he was born again his morbidity, showing Hannibal indirectly that he lost his virginity, was something he needed to show to see the reaction of man, he knows that Hannibal could easily notice that he had had sex and he would be crazy to know who he was with, although of course, without imagining something so out of the lines he's always had with him (who slept with a man).

He knew that Hannibal would start looking for the person but Will wasn't planning to go back, and if he did, he would know how to take care of himself to see Matthew while keeping Hannibal busy.

The silence spread and each one stayed in his corner.

Will rose carefully to go to the window, and as usual, to get lost in thought, analyzing the things that happened on that day

Hannibal in all that time he was with Will, he remained fallen, his gaze told him, Will continued to overcome the wounds from the past, even when things between them remained calm without any confrontation.

Hannibal saw that Will calm his pain, not with him, as he would like it to happen. And even with anger from Will's insolence, he feared what was happening, he didn't know who that woman was who was stealing from him, Hannibal felt that he was entering Will

"You've been thinking too much."

"Probably."

Both were sitting at the desk, having a glass of wine, talking in that place had become something so everyday and even traditional in their relationship, just as it happened in the past.

Hannibal watched Will's face, not the first time he was lost in him, knowing that Will was no stranger to that custom, but taking away the precious profile of the agent, Hannibal could see the comfort that Will had by his side, he didn't it made his presence uncomfortable and the rubbing in his hands, just as it was happening now.

After the last event, perhaps they distanced themselves a bit, but that was not any but for them to join again.

"I guess the cup I broke was something more disappointing than I thought would happen."

Will couldn't help but gently let go of the air in his lungs. Hannibal and his metaphors.

Perhaps at first it seemed interesting and even fascinating, but now with everything they had lived together, Will had enough of his detours to the themes and his lack of empathy.

Matthew had taught him, as anyone could be so direct with his feelings without having to hesitate or philosophize with them.

"I'm... trying to put together the good of all this, leaving the past as it was."

"Do we keep the slight friction between us?"

Will denied. "I keep my fight with myself, with you everything is clear,” he assured.

"How do you see me, Will? What am I in your life?"

Will laughed dryly. "I think that answer you know, Doctor Lecter

"Not when there may be someone who influences him apart from me."

Will looked at him. "You will always be the one in my life Doctor Lecter, that will not change."

"I am afraid it could happen," he assured, "see another way, try to go down that road."

"I'm on the path traced."

"The deviation from what is drawn exist, and you wouldn't be oblivious to doing something where you would be influenced, and even noticing it more attractive,"

Will laughed and looked at him. "Are you afraid of some betrayal with Jack, Doctor Lecter?"

Hanniba smiled. "Should I fear you?"

"You're worried you're linking to someone because you want me for you." He put the glass aside. "How did he tell you?" he said thoughtfully looking at the ceiling, "oh yes. You wish the best for me"

"That's how it always will," he assured

he smiles. "I don't need any influence from anyone to know what I want, to know where I want to be,” he assured and looked down at Hannibal's hands. "I haven't closed a truce yet with you and yet I know that my path is with you, there is nowhere else to look."

—Beautiful. Wonderful. Rewarding.—

Hannibal was amazed, Will being Will, so special. So belonging to him.

Hannibal as an impulse of what the feelings caused and because of the image he received from Will when he arrived at his office, he dared to something that perhaps he should have done a long time ago.

He brought his hand to Will's neck, taking it to bring it closer to his lips and unite them, initiating a kiss.

As Hannibal thought, Will's lips were heaven, a drug that he would always like to try.

Will was in shock and his eyes showed him, he never saw the movement and he never expected it, Hannibal kissing him was something strange to any reality he could invent in his head.

It was something out of context, there were so many moments that both were in tension and that the only way to break it was to kiss, and Hannibal never took the step, now he did.

He supposes that his bravery was because of what happened, Hannibal felt the desire to do it perhaps as a kind of control or a sign of his emotions and despair. Either way, it was surprising.

For Will, it was funny as he had so many things around that day, first, he lost his virginity, now, he received a heated kiss. could with so much?

Even when Will wanted to follow the movements that Hannibal wanted to start, it was impossible for him, he never thought that he would kiss Hannibal, to tell the truth, he wasn't at his goal.

And now that he was living it, it was different from what he once imagined, Will was no stranger to the fact that in the past, first of all the problems between the two, He fantasizes about kissing those thin and long lips, Hannibal moved them quite skillfully every time he spoke having the Morbid to know how Hannibal kissed.

Now feeling the man's tongue caress his lips, tasting the taste of the wine, making it shudder, it made him remember quickly when he kissed Matthew, being such a sudden and impulsive thought.

Perhaps it is disrespectful to think of Matthew in full kiss, and even more, make uneven comparisons. If Hannibal knew what was happening, he no doubt kills him out of offense (and more would kill him again because he was sleeping with the man)

But Will could see that the expectations he had in the past waiting for Hannibal to kiss him, fantasizing the feeling. It was a lot for what was happening.

His expectations were shattered by the sad reality. The kiss was nothing he imagined, not even something close to the fantasies he felt

The days passed and Hannibal still noticed the same thing, there were random days where Will arrived with peace and happiness, sometimes he came with the smell of soap and that powerful perfume or other times he came as common as ever but seeing that happiness go through it; He stopped coming late, but that was no excuse to deny that Will was having sex with her.

The kiss made him forget, they became more 'intimate' from then on, and they would have been like this if it weren't for the obviousness of the matter.

He knows he can't ask Jack, he will never tell him where Will will go. In those days that Will arrived differently, he was in charge of studying it thoroughly, confirming that Will saw someone in particular, it wasn't any free time or field work or that his dogs gave him that peace as he said. 'Was someone'

Hannibal boiled with jealousy as Will lost his thoughts and calmed his gesture and even smiled. Will didn't even try to hide, and if he thought he was, he was failing.

That wouldn't stay that way.

"I see you happy," Hannibal commented.

Will was sitting in front of the fireplace, in the chair that Hannibal had put so that they were both together in the place.

When he sat down after finishing some work in his office, he could see the soft look of the young man, as if he were happy about some event that happened.

Will had his head resting on his hand with an indifferent gesture, he turned his head to see Hannibal when he sat down.

"Perhaps because I'll have something of you soon," he said with the same indifference,

"I thought it was for something stronger." he asked obviously.

"What stronger could it be if it's not from you?" he asked obviously.

Hannibal couldn't help but aspire.

The words were beautiful, he could do a more intimate action thanks to what Will said and leave the subject alone, enjoying the intimate movement, entering the romantic terrain.

But he was pretty jealous at the time.

"I thought it was because of the gift they gave you."

Will wiggle his eyebrows. "Gift?"

"I can notice, while I was fixing my things, something protruding from your coat."

Will was silent for a moment and then made a gesture of annoyance. "Were you checking my things?"

"No, you could see without problems"

"Don't lie. I made sure you didn't see him." he sentenced

Hannibal wiggles his lips keeping his indifference. "I saw a lump in your pocket and-

"Oh wow" laughed ironically, breaking his position, “now do you check my things Hannibal?"

"I didn't check it, that was free, in my sight, and I didn't see the bad thing about looking at it," he defended

His lips sounded denying. "What madness..."

Will shouldn't surprise him, it wasn't the first time it happened, but before he did it with the title of 'Friend,' now...

"Who gave it to you? Uncle Jack?"

He sighed laughing. "He doesn't even give me soda..." Hannibal smiled and Will looked at him. "I went to eat at a location near the institution and they were offering a small arrangement of products from their company for a little over five dollars"

"A gift you had to pay?" Will nodded. "If I would have known that do you want a gift-"

"I wanted what they were giving," he clarified, "nothing else."

"So, that's what makes you very happy since you arrived? That gift?"

"Happy?" Frowned

"I see you too happy, I could even swear that someone gave it to you rather."

Will moved his body slightly. "Oh yes? Does that worry you? That he is receiving things that are not just from you?" he said in a mockery

"I don't bother that, Will, it's good that people give you-"

"Oh Hannibal please shut up," he interrupted, "you don't combine that of being -so good and understanding

"I really don't think that I-"

"Hannibal," he continued. "No one gave me that, I bought it,” he said calmly, “who is going to give it to me if I always come here and then I go to my house? That's my system"

"In the afternoon-"

he laughed. "what? Are you afraid that I'll go somewhere to see someone?"

"Are you seeing someone?" Will rolled his eyes and lay down in the chair. "Are you going with Jack? O-"

"Whom Hannibal? If you are so worried about the event-"

“No no no,” he cut, “I'm not even thinking about that, I—” He placed his hands on his lap. "I only wish for the best and the best-"

"And always by my side." Will completed, "I know Hannibal, I already have it very clear,” he assured and gave a sigh caressing his forehead.

With Matthew it was fun to see those jealousy that he always shows with a specific subject, but to live it with Hannibal...

"Tomorrow I'll go to your house," Will spoke, cutting the silence that formed, looking at Hannibal. "I will free so-"

"Jack will no longer-"

denied "I'm not going with him, I won't go with him, he explains all the work to me and..." he sighs, "I don't feel like being in the field for so many hours," he explained. "I prefer to be with you."

Hannibal swallowed dry.

The next day he was going to get down to work to find out where Will was leaving, and now with this, he doesn't know how to feel, he was pleased. Will was choosing him.

Will looked forward, with what Hannibal said is more than enough to know that the doctor is seeing him beyond the ordinary, he is seeing that he is behaving strangely for someone, he never saw him coming.

It is better to minimize as much as you can visit with Matthew, even though they were almost nil

But Hannibal never stopped, the day with Mason was approaching and even though he knew that he was in danger of being betrayed and worse for what he would do, he didn't care at all, he wanted to know who the woman was, he wanted her like soup for being about to push him away. Will on his side

They had both come a long way, she saw the dedication in Will and the treasure in his eyes when he was with him, Will still wanted him as a partner, as a man.  So no one is going to ruin his plans.

Hannibal just needed to do a little job to have Will by his side forever.

It was easy for Hannibal to know who he is, even if Will tried hard to hide it.

And what he saw, gave him the worst taste in his mouth he had ever felt in his life.

That man who went to kill him was the one who stole Will's attention

He had completely forgotten

How the fuck had they created such a great union and he didn't see it?

Was never Chilton. Was never Margot

Was always him. And he knew how to sneak very well in front of his eyes

And he was funny because, he was warned from the first moment.

Gideon had let him know, he had told her how lovey-dovey they were always.

"— Agent Graham is dirty. He knows how to buy his prey

— I don't think those nice words and caresses that he gave the guard were mandatory, even paid.  It seemed like they had that kind of relationship before I arrived."

 

What a big fool Hannibal was. A vile, damned idiot.

(All because of his fucking confidence and narcissism)

Hannibal exploded with rage, he wanted to enter that man's cell without a care in the world and murder him with his own hands, eat him alive to chew his flesh and spit him out because of how aberrant it would be to swallow that flesh that Will caressed, that joined Will.

He dared to place his disgusting and tasteless hands on Will's delicate and admirable skin, to take every inch of him, to kiss him, to taste him, to taste and enjoy his flavor, to be sweetened by the pleasure that Will offered him, to steal the sighs of pleasure that he could never have, take his virginal body without the art he deserved and the specific adorations he needed to give him, being so mean and graceless.

Because no one but him knew how to deify Will's body, no one deserved to have it more than him.

He hated him, no, more than that, he abhorred that man.

"Good morning, Mr. Brown"

"Good morning, Dr. Lecter"

Matthew knew that seeing Hannibal there was his sure goodbye to Will forever.  Of his dear of his Will

The destiny was always marked, no matter how much one tried to divert it, things could not change the course it should follow.  And that event taught him

"Mr. Brown was found dead in his cell."

"..."

"Preparations for his burial are beginning, do you want to-"

"Let it be on me, please."

Will didn't go back to visit Matthew in those days, he stayed by Hannibal's side, pleasing him with everything the man wanted. Reconsidering those conversations he gave him about their relationship.

As much as he tried to stay away from Matthew so as not to hurt him, it was in vain, the wendigo came to take his flesh.

He received the news as soon as he arrived at his house, curiously that day he had the enormous desire to go see him.

How stupid it was

He felt an air enter through his pores, raising his blood to his head. The rage had taken over him

His eyes clouded over, not knowing if it was because of anger or because of the tears that began to flow without stopping, his hands began to shake fiercely.  He wanted to hurt himself

It wasn't just his son and Beverly.  Now he took the valuable little escape he had.

Will never thought Matthew's loss would hit him any further than Beverly's or what he once called his son.

Matthew had risen to a level that he could not explain, and he did not say it because of sex, his real presence and his company went to unimaginable levels and the departure hurt, it hurt a lot.

Losing that escape forever hurt, although it was more than that, Matthew was never something insignificant, he was someone closer, and now that he lost it, he realized it.

Maybe it wasn't what Matthew wanted, but it was something significant.

Will mourned the man's departure, more than Beverly's, more than his son's.

Hannibal never had remorse, nor did he care how much damage he could cause him just to have him attached to him, co-dependent on him.

Will was tired, he was sick of it all, he needed to get it all over with.

"Good evening, Will"

"Good evening, Hannibal"

"How was your day?"

"You know, Jack is pressing, the same as always."

Hannibal let Will into his office studying him, he wanted to know how much the departure of the interloper in his relationship affected him.

Knowing that the job was done made him happy, although he wished for more than that, it was a shame the way he left, so simple and insipid. He needed worse torture.

Seeing Will serene, Will left his coat in the same place as always and walked to the chair next to the desk, taking his usual position.  He saw nothing melancholy in her movements and face.

"Jack is very annoying, isn't he?" Hannibal spoke after taking his seat, he looked at Will with a gesture of understanding.

Will looked at him with a tired expression. “That's why I told you, Jack deserves to know your truth.”

Hannibal nodded and directed his gaze to Will's hands, they looked relaxed, one was on the desk while the other was resting on his thigh.

Hannibal could detect Will's emotions from his hands, even when he tried to hide it;  Will looked quite relaxed, as if he hadn't received the news, and if he passed by, it didn't affect him at all.

As he expected, the man was a simple replacement attempt or a personal use that he had for his comfort.  Nothing deep

Hannibal couldn't help but feel so calm and full of love

He could leave it there, with that he could deepen his relationship further, without having any doubt about the near future that both await him with Mason.

But, the pain was there, the rage, the knowledge that Will used that eyesore to try to forget him and escape from him, he used him to make him suffer.

Will gave himself completely to that man as Hannibal wanted him to do with him, in body and emotions. That burned him

"You're thinking too much." Will brought Hannibal out of his deep thoughts.

Hannibal looked up at him, watching his soft gesture, waiting for a response.  Hannibal couldn't take it anymore

"I was wondering," he began slowly, "what have I done to you so much that you have done certain actions?"

"What actions?"

"I think we are already at a high level to leave unnecessary deviations and be direct with our doubts without filler words in between."

Will couldn't help but laugh, finding it ironic that Hannibal is the one who says those words to him.

"Oh yes? What do you doubt?"

"Why did you act like that?"

"Did I act like that?"

"How much did that man get into you?"

Will raised one of his eyebrows. "Are you saying that figuratively or literally?"

Will watched as Hannibal gritted his teeth.

"What were you trying to do?" He said sternly.

"I don't think we should talk about that," he said detachedly, looking down at his hand that was on the desk.  "The actions have already taken place and there is no need to look back." he looked up to see him.  "You say it yourself every time you do something, right?"

"This is different."

"Why it's different?"

"Because I wasn't the one who dropped the cup, Will, not this time."

Will looked along the fireplace in front of him, letting out an ironic laugh. “So because I was the one who made the mistake, I must explain my actions?”

"I do all my actions for us, Will, for our relationship." Will smacked his lips without being able to believe the nonsense he heard. "But you, what you did was just to hurt me, which you managed to do."

Will bit his lip angrily and then looked at him. "Why do you think everything revolves around you Hannibal? Why do you think what I did was for you?"

"Then why did you do?"

"Because I wanted it, because I wanted to do it," he shrugged his shoulders.  "This has nothing to do with you, and never was."

"Are you going to tell me that the relationship you both had became real since you were in prison?"

"Well, look, of course," he assured.  "And all of that is your fault, or did you forget who put me in prison?, You created the relationship,” he accused.

"Did he attract you as something more than a friendship?"

Will looked at the fireplace and denied. “It became my leverage in the hardest moment I had in my life,” he explained.  "I didn't go back to him because of an old payment I owed him for you or something like that, I did it because I wanted to."

Hannibal tensed at the words, feeling them so heavy on his head.

"So what you did with him was because you wanted it?"

Will looked at him. "Do you mean the sex you had with him? Giving him my virgin ass?" He blurted out directly and roughly, Hannibal felt his saliva choke him.  "Well," Will looked ahead, lowered the corner of his face, wagging his fingers, showing a detached expression, "it's something I never thought of doing, but... yeah, sure, why not? " He shrugged his shoulders.  "But look at it this way Hannibal, you gave me several tips to do it, so that everything went well. You were the one who guided us, doesn't that comfort you a little?  You practically accompanied us."

Will tried to keep the conversation with a serious filter, but it was impossible, the last words were mocking and he saw how Hannibal's eyes darkened with rage, knowing that it made him remember the strange questions he used to ask him from time to time. when in bizarre moments.

Hannibal on impulse grabbed the other's wrist, squeezing it. “Was that what you wanted? Just to destabilizes me,” he said angrily.

"Don't be like that, Hannibal." He shakes his eyes "that matter is my problem.  It's my body, it's my decision," he said obviously.

"Oh sure, of course, and on top of all that, use me as your fucking teacher," he spat angrily.

It was one of the few times Hannibal swore, Will smiled proudly.

"Did you think I was going to give it to you? Since when do we have that kind of intimacy?  I never saw you that way"

Hannibal tightened his grip at the words. "Really? You never did? " Will nodded confidently.  "So you did it because you were too attracted to him to the point of just doing it?"

"What else could it be?" He said indifferently, he guided his hand to loosen the tie on his hand.  "It has nothing to do with you," he managed to release the other's hand and moved his hand away from the desk.

"Was it up to your expectations?"

"I had no expectations."

"Was there no feeling beyond the art of doing it?"

There was a moment of silence

Will allowed himself to look away to the other corner, showing a slightly uncomfortable expression.

Hannibal gathered the information and knew that his thoughts were always true.  Will just wanted to fuck him up.

Will never regretted anything, in fact, it was the best decision he ever made in his life, having his first time with Matthew.

But he wasn't going to show that to Hannibal, he needed to have it in his bag, create absolute trust in Hannibal, because what Hannibal deserved was not death, that would be a gift for him, Hannibal deserved to suffer until the end of his life. everything he did to him

Hannibal guided his gaze to the other's hand, wanting to take it, but he knew it was not the time. "Human beings are quite impulsive animals, they are always guided by feelings more than by reasoning, hatred and rage always cloud them, it's so common even for the sanest person in the world."

Will saw him denying. "Don't think I regret it—"

"Doing it because you wanted to get revenge on me is something that gave you enough reason to go to the end and not go back. It's more the simple emotion of security because of what you did to not get involved with me and make me suffer, that keeps you safe."

Will laughed dryly and looked away, Hannibal was fucking narcissistic.

"But it's sure that while you were doing it, you thought about me, right?"

Will tensed and looked at him, more than four seconds passed and there was no response.

Hannibal didn't need to listen to other people's words, his eyes told him so, even if Will wanted to deny it, it was impossible to lie to him about that.

Even knowing that Will did what he did for him, he can't help but feel hurt, the same thing happened with Margot, now it hurt twice as much.

"From what I see," Hannibal began to speak, "there are still unresolved frictions and the acts of apology haven't been able to heal the sores of the relationship." Will moved his lips, "even though the situation is a shame, I feel that with this we trace what we want for both of us in the future, what will come with Mason, at that time we will see what we will be able to do for each other."

"Do you have doubts about betrayal?"

"I have a lot of doubts now, but it's something I can't resolve right now." Hannibal, without avoiding it, slid his hand into Will's, touching his fingers with his. "And I hope, for your part, that you have a clear judgment of what you want to do."

Will smiled showing him that he was true

Because Will knew what he wanted for Hannibal.

The crucial event arrived, the test of trust in which, as Hannibal wished, Will demonstrated his total dedication.

There was no doubt that Will was his, Will joined him in one, he accepted that he wants him in his life, that he wants to be by his side forever, have a future with him. Hannibal couldn't help but feel so happy.  So in love

There was nothing that could separate him from his side, not even that insignificant being that tried to interfere in their relationship.

Everything was the way Hannibal wanted it to be.

Everything was the way Will wanted it to be.

"I've been thinking about that second chance," Hannibal began to speak, Will kept his gaze on him, "and every time I see it closer to us, do you see it?"

Both were in their respective positions, one in the main chair at the desk and the other in the chair next to him, being his right-hand man, his successor.

They were having a drink enjoying their victory with Mason and his company.  Always so together

Will smiled at him, he nodded. "I've always seen it."

"Do you think I've forgiven your mistakes, Will?"

Will remained silent.

"You've done it?" He asked, intrigued.

Hannibal looked at his hands. "There was a time when I feared that this would come to nothing, that I would get stabbed by someone's influence."

"And that someone, did he make you stagger too much?"

"More than that, it caused fear in me," he confessed and looked at Will, "I feared him because I didn't know how far he had come."

"Now you know?"

"More than ever," he smiled softly. "Will," he directed his hand to the opposite one, looking at him, just brushing his fingers with his, "I have always had an image of you, an essence that I believed would not change and it changed, that day it changed with Mason." Will looked at Hannibal.  "Today I am more attached to our escape. I know what I am to you and how capable you are of forgiving,” he accepted.  "You forgive me?"

Will was silent for a moment, Hannibal was direct, this time without metaphors or hesitation, Hannibal was bowing down to him for his actions.

Maybe if it had been at another time, maybe if Hannibal had been like that, so focused and direct on what he wanted with him, he would have listened to him without caring.

But now things were different.  Will didn't want to back down from any emotion of the moment.

Will brought his fingers closer to the man, breaking the friction, touching him. “I decided to run away with you, and I want to do it, regardless of past little things,” he said, showing sincerity.

And Hannibal perished, he fell into that precious fantasy that Will offered him, because Hannibal didn't want to see the alarms, Hannibal wanted to continue fantasizing that dedication that Will gives him one hundred percent.

Hannibal, who was already used to his action, took Will's neck along with his chin to bring him closer and kiss him, who responded to the kiss by also bringing his hand to his neck a little further, reaching the nape of his neck, to take the kiss further.

Maybe that would be his blunder again, that blindness of love he had with Will was going to lead to his own destruction.

Because when Will saw Matthew's body being buried, without that smiling smile he had and without that expression so delicate and detached from the evil of the world, while he let his tears run down his cheeks without being able to stop them, he knew that nothing would be the same.

Because nothing went back on course, because nothing followed the path

There was no doubt. There was no hesitation

In this reality, Will knew that he walked forward, without staggering.

There was no notice of the induction, everything was silent

A freedom was lost thanks to the blind love that led him to it.

 

A daughter was lost again