Or any night
Or any night
Wow, such super sexy sheer blue panties!!!! Love them!!!!
Make love 2 me bro……….
What is your middle name? the rising sun
What are you passionate about? harmony
Zebra or leopard print? leopard
Do you have any fears? spiders, they are the enemy
Silver or gold? silver
Top three places to visit: Scandinavia, Austria, China
Where are you from? United States
First career you wanted as a child: archaeologist
What’s your sign? Pisces
Future names of your children: No, just no
What are you listening to right now? Welcome to Night Vale
Do you believe in fate/destiny? no
What are your career goals? find a better one
What is your favorite color? blue
What is your favorite flower? anything blue
What was the first concert/show you attended? Social Distortion
Something you are working on right now: well, I’m answering these questions
Have you ever had a near-death experience? no
Are you a procrastinator or do you get things done early? procrastinator
Left or right handed? right
TV Shows you watch regularly: Supernatural, Hannibal, Almost Human, Teen Wolf
Halloween costume idea for this year? maybe something old school anime
Last movie you watched? Charlie Bartlett
Warning: blood, and references to dismemberment, some possibly squicky things
Hannibal almost dropped the knife he had in his hands as he took in the sight before him. Will was hovering in the doorway to his work room, hands fluttering nervously by his side as he suppressed the urge to cover himself. The younger man was wearing panties. Lacy, white panties and nothing else. He looked at Hannibal uncertainly as the older man had yet to say anything.
The killer mentally shook himself. This was certainly never something they had explored before, but now that he was presented with it, he wasn’t about to say no. Hannibal studied the profiler’s bare torso before looking down at the scrap of fabric that barely failed to cover his erection. Will blushed, the pink staining his face. The flush traveled down his body as Hannibal’s eyes devoured him. ”Turn around,” he commanded, “Let me see all of it.”
He turned slowly, keeping his head to one side to see the older man’s reaction. Hannibal’s face stayed impassive as he examined the the barely covered buttocks in front of him. However, Will’s breath sped up as he noticed the bulge in the killer’s apron. He was aroused enough that it was straining all the way through the layers of his clothes. The agent slowly slid the panties down enough that the cleft of his ass was exposed and the undergarment stretched right across where his hole was. This seemed to spur the older man into action and he reached for a cloth to wipe his bloody hands. “No,” Will said quickly.
Hannibal paused “No?” He questioned, a small smile forming at the edge of lips.
"I want it just like this," he nodded towards the cannibal’s soiled hands then braced himself against the wall. Hannibal’s face blossomed into a full fledged grin as he peeled off his apron and carefully hung it up. He could see Will’s thighs quivering impatiently as he carefully unzipped his trousers. The younger man almost whimpered in relief as he felt a sticky finger brush against him then push slowly into his already slicked entrance.
"I don’t know if I should reward or punish you for this." Will cried in frustration as the finger was removed. It was for naught, as the next moment Hannibal’s hand landed on his ass in a sharp slap. The younger man could feel the tacky blood rubbing against the lace as the killer spanked him a couple of times. Once he was satisfied, Hannibal grabbed Will’s hips, pulled the panties to one side and pushed inside without warning. The killer ran one of his hands up his chest and wrapped his fingers firmly around his throat. He thrust deeply, setting a brutal pace designed to push them quickly over the edge.
It was completely fine for Will, he wasn’t going to last long as he had been painfully close from the moment he donned the panties and fingered himself open. He tilted his head slightly and licked at the drying blood on Hannibal’s forearm. The older man stiffened behind him and bit down on his shoulder. The sharp pain and the feeling of the cum flooding into him was it for him. With a muffled shout he spilled inside the lacy fabric, coming so much it dripped out onto the floor.
Panting only slightly, he turned and leaned against the wall. He looked down as he felt a tug at his thigh. Hannibal pulled at the now sticky and wrecked undergarment until it came free and slid down his legs to pool around his ankles. He looked down at the streaks of blood smeared over his chest then back up at the other man. Hannibal licked his lips slowly then drew back and raked his eyes over the debauched sight in front of him. ”What a beautiful picture you make, Will.”