Mrs. Lecter

Reborn From Ashes

Summary; Two lost souls find each other. Will they become the cure that they were looking for? Will they help each other or walk away?

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston X Reader

Genre: Romance. There will be smut in the future ;))  Slow burn!

Warnings: Mama Hiddleston alert!!! She is so nice :)))

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Comments are welcomed ;)) Sorry for the delay I had to study because I have my exams next week :( Hope you guys like it :))

Chapter 5

Tom’s head rested on the cab’s window. He was watching the outside, snow was everywhere, and it made the streets calmer than usual and Christmas was close. 

‘‘She clearly wanted me to stay. God I’m so stupid.’‘ he thought to himself. 

He did want to stay, her little home was friendly and cozy and her company kept his mind at ease. It’s only been a few days but Tom felt like he finally found someone who he can spend good time with, someone to talk to, someone who can understand him. The only problem was that he could hurt her feelings with a single action without even realizing, because she was a sensetive girl who was recoviring from her past life, and it scared him. 

‘‘Who knows what horrible things she’s been through?!’‘

He realized that he could help her situation.

She was obviously suffering from lack of affection, she had no one to go to, so he decided he could be the one who she can go to, talk to.

The car stopped, ‘’Young man?’’ Tom was so deep in thought that the driver had to call out few times.

‘‘I’m so sorry sir. I was just-’‘ the old man cut his speech, ‘‘Thinking. I know. Lady problems I assume. Listen boy, if you do love her go for it and treat her nicely. I didn’t and my wife left me, now I hate myself for it.’‘ 

Was this love he was feeling?

‘‘I’m so sorry to hear that.’‘

When he got back home he took a long shower to feed his lust for her, it wasn’t just a simple teenage lust. He did want to gently hold her and tell her that she has someone now.

He felt sad because he had to leave her, all alone. He laid on his big bed, alone.

‘‘I should take Bobby from mom’s soon.’‘   Due to his work he had to leave his dog at his mom’s place sometimes.

Tom was a smart enough to know that having his dog back won’t be enough. He needed someone in his life, and that someone wasn’t ready to try it yet.

His phone buzzed, he smiled when he saw her text and photo.

Tom: I’m sorry darling. I won’t trouble you, I’ll get it as soon as I can. By the way don’t forget to read the book I gave you. =)

Tom never thought a simple text could bring him joy.

Y/N: Alright! Sleep well Tom.

Tom: Good night darling.

He definitely needed to see his mother and talk because his mind was about to explode.

Morning came with it’s glory. She felt well rested and spent hours on painting, as usual she forgot to have breakfast but she didn’t care. She had calls from her customers. She finished reading Great Gatsby and took some notes on her diary.

While reading she saw the sentences Tom underlined and it made her smile, there was a strange but warm sensation on her chest.

‘‘Let us learn to show our friendship for a man when he is alive and not after his death.’‘

‘‘You see I usually find myself among strangers because I drift here and there trying to forget the sad things that happened to me.’‘

‘‘Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.’‘

‘‘All I kept thinking about , over and over , was ‘You can’t live forever; you can’t live forever.’ ‘’

‘‘He looked at her the way all women want to be looked at by a man.’‘

She traced the last quotation with her fingertips, with a sudden decision she changed her clothes, and left her house. Her plan was to give him his watch and his book back, and see him as well. Earlier in the morning someone came to get his car, she saw it through the window so she thought that it would be a cute gesture to bring him his belongings.

‘‘That is a quite the story my dear.’‘ said Tom’s mother witha tea cup in her hand. Tom was petting his dog Bobby who laid on his lap and was wagging his tail in a friendly manner.

‘‘I really don’t know what to do mom.’‘ his face fell, she touched her son’s cheek, ‘‘It seemed to me that you made a very unique friend. It is sweet that you care about her well being but Tom you can’t fix everyone.’‘

‘‘I know but she has no one to help her.’‘ Diana’s blue eyes soften with motherly compassion, ‘‘You have no idea how I am so proud of you sweetheart.’‘

With the soft knock on the door she put the tea cup on the broen table, ‘’I’ll get it.’’ said Diana and got up from her chair.

‘‘Hello?’‘ the elderly woman asked curiously, but thanks to the description her son gave to her Diana quickly realized that the young girl before her was Y/N. She was surprised to see a little bit short girl, because her son’s last partner was tall, always had make-up on, and expensive clothes but this girl’s hair was let loose, she had a black coat and a mustard colour sweatshirt inside, which looked used but had characteristic vibe. She didn’t have high heels or a skirt. Diana was pleased to see a naturally beautiful girl, it was rare after all.

‘‘Hi, I- I’m Y/N Y/L/N.’‘ they shook hands, ‘‘I’m Tom’s mother Diana. Would you like to come in?’‘ she asked heartfelty. ‘‘I don’t want to impose, I just brought Tom’s watch, and his book. He left them in my place last night-’‘ and she blushed deep red, ‘‘I meant- I mean-’‘ she was playing with her fingers nervously. Diana touched her shoulder, ‘‘Darling it is cold outside, and we have tea. Please come in.’‘ Y/N couldn’t say no to this charming woman again so she reluctantly walked inside.

‘‘Mom who is it-’‘ Tom’s eyes lit up whe he saw her. ‘‘Oh, hi Y/N.’‘ he smiled, ‘‘You weren’t this pleased when I came here today.’‘ his mother said smiling. ‘‘Mother!’‘ Tom gave her a warning look but Diana didn’t care. ‘‘Hi Tom.’‘ Y/N said finally. ‘‘You settle in, I’ll bring you tea darling.’‘ said Diana and left them. 

There was silence between them, she settled on a comfortable chair, ‘’I’m sorry, I should’ve called before I-’’ she had no idea that today’s conversation was all about her.

‘‘I remember telling you that you are always welcome here. Thank you for bringing my watch and the book.’‘ She put the items on the table when she felt something furry touched her legs.

‘‘Who do we have here?’‘ she strated to give the dog belly rubs, ‘‘He likes you.’‘ said Tom. He never saw her smile like that before. ‘‘What’s his name?’‘   ‘‘Bobby.’‘  Diana entered with a cup of tea when they locked eyes. She cleared her throat, ‘’Your tea darling.’’  ‘’Thank you Mrs.-’’ Diana interrupted her, ‘’Oh please call me Diana. No need for formalities.’’ she chuckled. Tom rolled his eyes, ‘’My mother is always frank about her feelings.’’

After having a decent and long conversation Diana said that she had a business to attend and gave his son a wink before she left.

‘‘I should get going as well.’‘ said Y/N standing in the middle of the living room, uncertain of what to do.

Tom was infront of her, his hands in his pockets, ‘’If you are free today would you like to stay? We could discuss the book, and watch it’s movie version.’’ Y/N had to admit, he had the best puppy eyes and a reasonable excuse.

‘‘I’ve finished my paintings, I guess I’m free.’‘ she sat back, Y/N couldn’t see it but Tom made a fist bump.

Tom came inside with a huge, yellow bucket of popcorn and drinks. He played the movie, and sat close to her but little Bobby was between them.

During the movie Y/N didn’t realize that Tom put Bobby on the ground and got closer to her. Their hands lightly touched each other when they wanted to eat popcorn. ‘’Mr. Hiddleston you are quite handsy.’’ she giggled. With last nights image in his brain Tom being in the shower doing something which involved her... he couldn’t help but blush, she had no idea. ‘’What can I say, I have big hands.’’ 

‘‘It’s a good thing I think.’‘ she thought she said that silently but he heard her clearly. ‘‘Yes, I am good at grabbing things.’‘ they were at the stage of teasing, and he loved every second of it. It gave him hope.

They watched the movie, when it was finished Y/N took the book ‘’I loved the quotations you underlined.’’ she said, and again she traced the last quote.

‘‘Oh, which one is your favorite?’‘ he asked. 

‘‘He looked at her the way all women want to be looked at by a man.’‘ She didn’t even look at the book because somehow she memeorized it. 

Was she crazy or Tom’s pupils were getting bigger? He was looking at her like she was a delicate artifact from Ancient Greece, fragile yet holding secrets of everything gracefully. 

She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

‘‘Everyone deserves to be adored Y/N, to be loved.’‘ his lips were getting dry. The air surrounding them was getting thick.

Suddenly Bobby started to bark so they had to pull themselves together.

‘‘I’ve once read an artical about Great Gatsby.’‘ she wanted to change the subject, and continued ‘‘It is said that Gatsby is actually Fitzgerald, and Daisy is Zelda, his wife. He even used the same sentence his wife said after giving birth.’‘ 

Tom didn’t knew this, he thought how confident she looked when she was explaining something she loves.

‘‘It is sad actually. Because you know Gatsby dies and Daisy doesn’t even visits his grave.’‘ said Tom, he looked a little sad but his sparkling blue eyes shone with an icy blue radiance, she couldn’t help but stare at him. 

‘‘Daisy is an idiot.’‘ she blurted out which made Tom laugh. ‘‘Why?’‘ he asked, their knees were touching slightly. ‘‘Because if I loved someone I would choose him, consequences wouldn’t matter.’‘

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Fire on Ice

Summary; Tom Hiddleston is a vicious mob boss who is looking for his father’s killer, his reputation is depending on it and he won’t give up until he finds that man, and you my sweet little Y/N is the weirdest and the best thing that happened to him all his life.

Genre; Romance, smut is here, mob, gangs, slow-burn,

Pairings; Tom Hiddleston x F!Reader

Words; 2.835K

Warnings; Oral sex, vaginal sex, wrap it before you tap it! SMUT! fingering. 

A/n; I’m a dirty slut but so are you my friend ;) Text me if i forgot to tag you. Sorry for any typos. Love you all. 

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Chapter Six

Tom out did himself with this, he found people inside to do it. Before he came to America, New York he heard that there is an old black woman who gives jazz concerts at her house on every Saturday, it was for free but donations were accepted and since the concert takes place at her house the audience numbers were limited but he got in. He always admired Harlem and its culture of jazz and he wanted to share it with his girlfriend. As you two were climbing the stairs to this woman’s apartment he was explaining the concert, ‘’ Every Sunday for more than a decade, rain or shine, with no vacations, a jazz concert has taken place in the parlor of Marjorie Eliot's home on what she calls the northern tip of Harlem. Her weekly free concerts in the living room of her apartment are legendary in Harlem and an institution for jazz lovers citywide.’’ The concert takes place between 3:30 PM and 6PM, he was so giddy and child like that you couldn’t help but smile. You loved jazz music but no one took you to a jazz concert before so you didn’t know what to wear and ended up wearing a yellow sundress and comfortable shoes, Tom also looked comfortable with his blue shirt and jeans. His hair was pushed back, he had black sunglasses, –he took them of when you guys entered the building- ‘’You said there were no tickets to pay?’’ climbing the stairs was tiring because there wasn’t any elevator in the building, ‘’Yes, it’s for free but donations are highly appreciated. I’m planning on writing a check.’’ He shortly explained guiding you to the brown door, his large hand was on the small of your back. Oh the things you wanted his hands to do to you.. ever since that passionate kiss your mind was in the gutter.

It was a small flat with colorful furniture, only 20 people were inside, it felt like you entered a friend’s house who promised to give you a show, so warm and welcoming. You smiled at everyone you met and talked, before the concert began a young man offered you drinks and you didn’t say no. Tom surprised you actually, you never thought that he would take you somewhere like this place, driving hours away from his penthouse etc. You noticed that he was silent usually and observing his environment which was a good thing but when he wasn’t looking at you or his focus was somewhere else, you saw a grim shadow in his ocean eyes, something wanted to come out but Tom was pushing it far behind. He still didn’t give a proper explanation about the phone call and the thing he said but for today you didn’t want to ruin the mood, he did something nice for you.

When the lady of the house came to give the concert you and Tom sat on the light green couch, you’re back was on his chest so you couldn’t see his face but his hand was playing with your soft hair, you were both relaxed on the comfortable couch.

This woman’s voice was divine, it made you experience your soul on a new level, it brought you to places… holy. Tom was enjoying himself too, ‘’Do you like it?’’ he whispered, ‘’I loved it.’’ You said and turned to give him a kiss, his lips met yours like a missing part of the puzzle, you could smell the ice cream you guys ate before coming here, you had to pull away before things got heated, you were in public. Tom kept playing with your hair, if you were not too caught up in the moment and that woman’s divine voice, you would have noticed Tom kissing your head or smelling your sweet shampoo.

After the marvelous show Tom didn’t forget to write a check, you were waiting for him outside of the building, it was 6:45 PM and the sun was setting slowly, printing the walls of the streets with the red and orange colors and you allowed yourself to breathe deeply, your eyes were shut and you sent a message to the universe, ‘’Thank you for today.’’ Lately you felt lucky, it wasn’t just because of Tom, you had a bestie who always backed you up, you got good tips from your job and you were saving money, things were looking up for you.. or were they?

Tom came with a smile on his lips, he put his glasses on, ‘’Tom, Thank you so much! It was an amazing concert.’’ You started to walk hand in hand, his car was a bit far away from the building, ‘’I hope I made things up for you love. Yes, the concert was perfectly splendid.’’ You were swaying your hands together as you were walking, you felt safe and loved. His presence filled you with joy. ‘’Wait.’’ He said, he pulled his hand away and looked at you, since there was a height difference you had to look up to meet his black sunglasses, he held your shoulders and pushed you to a near wall, you thought he was going to kiss you but he told you to stay put and he backed away few steps, knelt on one knee and took a picture of you, you could feel the setting sun’s warmth on your cheeks, ‘’You look divine under the sun my love.’’ He said and showed you the picture, he was right, you looked happy. ‘’T- thank you.’’

Tom was losing his reason that’s for sure, he wanted to slap his face hard. ‘’What am I doing?’’

While he was driving you were on the passenger seat looking cute and trying to decide on a song, what bothered Tom was that the same car kept following him for hours, it was a black Toyota RAV4, a regular car. First time he saw the car he didn’t think much of it but as you guys were leaving Harlem the same car was behind you. In his line of work Tom knew that this wasn’t a good sign so without letting you know anything he called one of his workers, a fine man named George.

‘’Hello George, are you close to my house?’’ before he called George he suggested that you could listen music on your air-pods, he told you that he had to make a business call and you would get bored, you did what he told you. When he was sure that you weren’t listening to him he told George that he was being followed. He gave the license plate, it was unfortunate that he couldn’t see the driver because of the setting sun. ‘’I will get back to you in a second Sir. In the mean while please choose crowded roads.’’

You noticed that something was off, Tom looked displeased and on edge, ‘’What’s wrong?’’ you asked innocently, in these moments he just felt this urge to hold you and never let go, he cleared his throat, ‘’Work problems as usual. Nothing to worry about.’’ He kept checking the mirrors of the car and you noticed it. ‘’What kind of a work problem?’’ you asked.

‘’Should we get dinner and go to my place?’’ Tom suggested so that you would stop asking, he grew tired of lying to you, ‘’I have work tomorrow and its getting late.’’ Your voice came out sad, ‘’I can drop you off to work love. We can watch a movie and relax, together.’’ He sounded tempting, you said yes because he was an interesting man to be around and you definitely wanted to see his penthouse again.

Until you reached to his house Tom was too.. how should I put it? Scared? Annoyed? You didn’t know if it was because of you or his work problems, I mean if he didn’t want you right now he would suggest that you should go home. It started to rain outside and you guys were on the living room of the first floor watching Addams Family and eating pizza. You loved the Addams family because they were a perfect family, since you didn’t get to have that you consoled yourself with movies like this. ‘’I love this scene.’’ You said, at the beginning of the movie Gomez Addams says ‘’Look at her, I would die for her, I would kill for her. Either way what bliss.’’

‘’So you like their relationship?’’ Tom asked raising an eyebrow, ‘’Yes, don’t laugh at me but I’ve always wanted a relationship like theirs. Passion and their respect for each other.. the idea of giving yourself to someone completely. Sorry-‘’ you blushed deep red, ‘’No, keep going. Please.’’ Tom encouraged you to speak, ‘’I want a soul mate, someone to share the rest of my life with and be buried side by side.’’ You spoke eyes fixed on the big TV. Tom gently touched your chin to make you look into those soft ocean eyes, without saying anything he leaned in for a kiss, just like in a romantic movie you heard a thunder and the rain got worse, hitting the tall windows. As the kiss got heated you slithered towards him and sat on his lap, his large hands went to rest on your thighs, he was unsure of what to do, he needed consent before moving forward and when he looked into your Y/E/C eyes all the promises he made to himself about you jumped out of a window, ‘’Do you want this my love?’’ he asked. ‘’Yes, Tom, God, yes!’’

You kissed him deeply, tasting each other intimately, he started to massage your ass cheeks and thighs, your body had a mind of its own and was dry-humping Tom’s crotch, you could feel yourself getting wet and his semi-hard cock. He attacked your chin and neck, biting kissing. ‘’Bed? Or here?’’ he asked between kisses. ‘’Take me to your bed.’’ It was your first time with Tom and remembered his huge mirror on the ceiling of his bedroom. He bolted to his feet and you were still on his lap, he climbed the stairs with a speed you’ve never seen before, it made you laugh.  He gently laid you on the bed and took off his shirt, his pale chest excited you, he helped you get rid of your sundress, thankfully you had dark red matching underwear. His blue eyes got wide when he saw you in your sexy panties, ‘’You look so beautiful darling.’’ He climbed on top of you, as you were kissing his thin lips your hands moved to his black belt and you managed to take it off, he pushed his pants down with his boxer, his cock was free and aching. Pre-cum made the pink tips look shiny, you wanted to taste him first, ‘’Can I-‘’ you never asked something like this before, he was standing at the edge of the bed looking at your body and his hand lazily jerking himself off, ‘’Can what darling? Use your words.’’ His attitude became more dominant and it sent shivers down your spine. ‘’I want to taste you.’’ You knelt on his bed, came to the edge of it, ‘’As you wish.’’

You first kissed the tip of his cock, teasing him with light kisses, little licks here and there, his chest was moving up and down rapidly, when you took him in your mouth the animalistic growl he gave you made you moan and you pulled out, later took him in fully, he was big and juicy. His hand came to your hair, harshly pulled and started move your head for you, before this he was imagining to fuck your pretty sassy mouth and finally he got what he wanted. Your vision was getting blurry, he never hurt you but he wasn’t gentle either. You didn’t forget to pay attention to his balls, Gods he was huge! You could feel the vein of his cock in your mouth, ‘’S-stop!’’ he said out of breath, you though you did something wrong, ‘’I want to feel you Y/N. Please, I- I can’t stand it.’’ He confessed, you get the feeling that just like you, he have been dreaming this moment to come. He knelt to give you a kiss and tasted himself in your mouth, his scent on your body almost made him cum, he growled to stop.

He removed your bra and panties and without losing a second started to suck your nipples and give you kisses, you knew that you would have bruises on your boobs the next day. His hand came to play with your wet cunt and clit, you whimpered under his magic touch, ‘’Fuck darling, you’re so wet for me. Do you want me to fill you to the brim? Do you want that?’’ while he was talking to you with his low husky voice he kept playing with your cunt, the wet sounds sent blood to your cheeks, you wanted him so bade it made you look stupid. ‘’Yes, please Tom.’’ He positioned himself between your delicious thighs and he teased your entrance with his cock, he didn’t care that he had no condom and you seemed fine with it, he slowly pushed himself into your sleek folds, making you shiver and scream a little because it had been a while since you had sex and Tom was huge. 

‘’Shh, it’s okay. I’m here.’’ He pushed a strand of hair out of your face to look into your eyes, ‘’Look at me Y/N. Watch me as I fill you up.’’

It was the sexiest scene you saw your entire life, he was slow at first, breaking you open, when he was fully in your legs were shaking with lust, he kissed you to calm you down and pulled out completely, and then pushed back in, by now you got used to it, ‘’Move harder Tom.’’ You said but he looked uncertain, ‘’Please.’’ You added.

He liked the way you begged, it was a dangerous thing because he started to like every small thing you do. His heart was pounding, cheeks red, a thin layer of sweat covering you both and the wet sounds filled the big room. You looked up to the ceiling mirror and the way his back muscles moved made your cunt shrink, Tom moaned into your ear when you did that.

He was so beautiful that it brought tears to your eyes, you were mesmerized by the way he moves on top of you, so rough yet not hurting, you could feel he was close because his movements were sloppy now, ‘’C – can I cum in you?’’ he asked because he wasn’t sure.

‘’Yes, Tom please. Please just fill me with your seed.’’ Tom couldn’t believe his ears to hearing you say stuff like that. It was enough for him to send him over the edge, he spilled his seed into your used cunt like there was no tomorrow. Tom didn’t pull out, he laid on top of you, you could feel his seed in you, hot and wet. Both of you were panting hard, you could feel his frantic heartbeat, Tom knew that you didn’t get to cum so he pulled out and used his fingers. You were about to say that it was okay, you could do it later but he shushed you by pressing his lips and his long fingers were in you. Soon you came undone, hot wave of ecstasy washing your body, he didn’t stop fingering you though, ‘’That’s it, keep it going love. I know you can.’’ With his fingers and his mouth on yours you came again.

When you fell asleep in his arms Tom was wide awake, thinking of what you guys did, was it a mistake? Should he break up with you and find your connection to his dad’s killer in different ways? He watched you sleep, you were an angle and he couldn’t bring himself to think that you had a part in his bloody business. He slowly left the bed and went downstairs to his office, his George called him to inform that the owner of that car who followed him today was a member of the Queens clan. Later he got a phone call, he wasn’t going to answer it because it was an unknown number but he thought that it could be work related.

‘’Hello?’’

‘’Hello Tom. Welcome to my city.’’ A rich tone of a woman’s voice came from the other side of the phone, ‘’I’m sorry, who is this?’’ Tom had a scotch in one hand, watching the city through the big window, it was dark and rainy, just like his home.

‘’We will meet soon, don’t worry about that. What you should worry about is that,’’ she stopped for a second maybe she wanted to choose her words carefully, ‘’If she gets hurt I’m paid to kill you, and I won’t hesitate.’’ Before Tom could reply she hung up the phone.

Chapter 7

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Hello,

could you please write a Hannibal one-shot, where he and the reader are on their honeymoon in Florence. In the middle of a steamy moment, Jack calls her, due to an emergancy FBI case, but Hannibal just smashes the phone?(with smut?)

A/N: Hi guys!!! I am here to serve the fandom! Enjoy.

Warnings: SMUT! SMUT IN PUBLIC! UNPROTECTED SEX! WRAP IT BEFORE YOU TAP IT FOLKS! POSSESSIVE HANNIBAL!

Y/N woke up to a beautiful summer day in Florence. The bed was in a complete mess but she and her husband didn't mind. Yes, she got married to the man of her dreams a week ago and he booked a cozy villa to show her around in Florence, the city he adored. She has never been here before so it was an exciting adventure. Hannibal was really enjoying being a provider, taking care of his wife, making sure she got everything she needed and desired, he loved to hear her laugh and see her beautiful smile. If she was happy he was happy that was the dynamic. Ever since they got here they could only go out on a yacht trip and visited Uffizi Gallery, other days they just couldn't keep their hands off of each other. Of course when they were dating they often had sex but after marriage Hannibal's desire grew more and more. Now that she was his completely he had this primal urge to be a round her all the time, he never knew he could be into physcial touch this much, because before her Hannibal was a cold hearted and colculated man in his previous relationships but at the moment he was preparing breakfast for her, humming a soft tune.

As he was about to go upstairs and wake her up she walked into the garden, the table was by the pool, one could smell the fresh flowers and sweet fruit in the air, Hannibal was once again in awe of her, she was wearing a white milkmaid dress, her hair wet from the shower, just her natural beauty took his breath every time. ''Morning gorgeours.'' he called for her, she smiled as she walked to the table, he had his beige polo shirt and shorts, he got a nice tan. ''Morning honey.'' she kissed him and sat, ''I already ate,'' he began but when he saw her answering her emails on the phone he cleared his throat to geth her attention, he could be like a toddler sometimes. ''Oh?''

''Come here darling.'' he said calmly, she didn't understand but stood up and put her phone on the glass table, Hannibal sat and patted his lap, ''I want to feed you myself.'' he explained shortly. She knew Hannibal had interesting fantasies but this one was knew. ''Okay.'' she blushed shyly which earned a smirk from him. ''Blushing like a maiden are you?'' he teased her, she rolled her eyes.

Hannibal put some botter on a toasted bread and honey on top, ''Open wide love.'' she opened her mouth, bit the toast, ''Hmm, really good.'' she said, ''I know what you like, love.'' he rubbed his nose on her cheek, as he fed her Y/N could feel his hardening member, just to give him hard time she replaced herself on his lap, pretending like she couldn't find the right pesition and she heard his inhale, ''Darling..'' he warned, ''I would like to feed you first and then fuck you till you see stars but food first.'' he was a man of his word and she was counting on it.

''But I'm full.'' she said looking under her eyes, ''Are you now?'' his hand moved inside the dress finding her already soaking wet cunt. ''Oh,'' he said as soon as his fingers made contact, ''What have I found here...'' he started to gently rub her, she opened her legs so that he could have an easy access, ''So eager huh? Tell me how much you want my fingers inside you.''

She loved these moments were he was demanding and direct, ''Please Hannibal, I want your fingers in me, fill me up.'' and they started kissing as he slowly penetrated in her with his fingers, since she was soaking he could finger her easily. Her back was pressing against his chest and he broke the kiss, made her straddel him, now she was wide open, her feet couldn't reach the ground. Her hands wrapped around his neck, with his other hand he was rubbing her ass, giving few slaps which made her yelp. ''Hannibal..'' she moaned his name between kisses, she could feel herself getting closer and closer, her juice dripping down on his shorts, he started to kiss and bite her jaw line, her neck as his finger got faster, ''Yes darling,'' he encouraged her, ''just like that..'' his fingers were hitting a soft spot in her which made her shake her legs, he knew she was close. As they were wrapped in this moment her phone started to ring, which distracted her. ''Fuck.'' she huffed under her breath and reached to get her phone, ''Who is it?'' Hannibal said, clealry annoyed, ''Jack, it must be urgent otherwise he wouldn't call.'' Before she could answer Hannibal got her phone, smashed it against the glass table, thankfully the table didn't break but her phone was destroyed. Y7N had never seen him like this, withouth a word he threy everything away on the table and stood up, laid her on her back and opened her legs, the coolnes of the table made her shiver but deep down she knew what was the reason, she was turned on by her husband, how dominant and manly he was... He pulled down his wet shorts, and without a warning entered her slick folds. They both moaned deeply, ''My wife..'' he said in a growl. He pushed up her hands and held her wrists with one hand, they were literally in public, if any of their neighbors decided to look out the window they could see but it turned Hannibal even more. He wanted everyone to know that she as his. He was brutal with his strokes, she was already sore from last night but he didn't take, he knew she could take it. ''Good girl..'' he said making eye contact, with his free hand he slaped her face, ''Taking my cock so well. Your pussy is mine.'' his words made her climax, her legs shaking again but this time she was in atrance, he was right she was seeing stars. Hannibal followed after few deep strokes and he came in her. He leaned in to kiss her forehead, ''Baby,'' he kissed her cheek and then her lips, ''I want you to have my children.'' he confessed, he had the idea ever since he saw her for the first time, ''Yes,'' she said out of breath, ''Yes Hannibal.'' she caged his plump lips in apassionate kiss.

Fire on Ice

Summary; Tom Hiddleston is a vicious mob boss who is looking for his father’s killer, his reputation is depending on it and he won’t give up until he finds that man, and you my sweet little Y/N is the weirdest and the best thing that happened to him all his life.

Genre; Romance, smut in the future, mob, gangs, slow-burn,

Pairings; Tom Hiddleston x F!Reader

Words; 1.668K

Warnings; First Kiss OMG! 

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Chapter Five

‘’So have you guys did it?’’ Benedict asked Tom, they were having a face time call, Tom rolled his eyes, thankfully Benedict couldn’t see the pink dust on his cheeks right now. It had been 20 days since he met you and whenever you guys got together he had this ache in his heart and his pants. He was sad to use you like this but also you looking at him with those innocent eyes turned him on. He promised himself that he won’t go that far in this relationship, as soon as he learned your role in his father’s murder he would let you go but he pushed that thought away for now. ‘’What do you mean Ben?’’ he asked like he didn’t understand Ben’s intention, ‘’Oh my God, you still haven’t shagged her? Really! Least you can do is to have fun mate.’’ Ben said laughing. Tom shrugged his broad shoulders, it was a Friday night, he had a long day of meetings and trying to find the boss of the clan Queens. He had no luck.

‘’How was your day?’’ Tom asked to change the subject and they talked for 2 hours before Benedict said goodbye, he warned his friend again, that’s what friends are for right?

‘’Tom, looking at your face tells me that you feel guilty so leave her alone. Find another ways to solve your problem. Good night my friend.’’

He was in knee deep in this situation, he stood up to get another glass of scotch and then another and another. Next thing he knew he was getting his phone to call you in the middle of the night.

You were trying to sleep when Tom called you. ‘’Hello Tom?’’ you sounded annoyed because it was 3 at night. You had a long shift and all day he was too busy to call you, that’s what you guessed. ‘’Hello love.’’ He sounded strange, ‘’I’m sorry I, I busy, busy with work-‘’ he was trying to apologies and you realized that he was drunk. ‘’Have you been drinking?’’

‘’Just a little,’’ his accent and innocent tone of his voice made you giggle. ‘’What are you drinking?’’ you sit straight on your bed, ‘’S-some scotch, I’m sorry, so sorry sorry s- ‘’ you made him stop. ‘’It’s okay Tom. You can make it up to me by taking me out tomorrow.’’ You suggested, he sighed, ‘’I love your voice,’’ Tom confessed, ‘’your hair, it smells soooo goooood.’’ You had some doubts about him, it had only been 20 days but he never even tried to kiss you. In these 20 days you could only see him for 6 times because he was always busy, however he never tried to kiss you and you started to take that personally. Right now he sounded sure of himself and you felt the spark again, ‘’I love your hair too,’’ you said can’t help but imagining his face, ‘’It’s golden and gives you a warm look.’’

‘’What? So you like my face too?’’ for some reason he sounded shocked, ‘’It’s late Tom. Go to bed.’’ You said yawning, ‘’If, uh, if we’d met in another life,’’ he stopped for a second, you could hear him walking the stairs to his bedroom, ‘’I think things could have been different.’’ You felt a cold breeze hit your body, what was he trying to say? Did you do something wrong? ‘’Tom, are you alright?’’ you didn’t hear anything but his snoring. You hanged up the phone in confusion and since you were already awake you stood up to get some water, all night you sat in the living room and watched your street.

Next morning as soon as Tom woke up he sent you a morning text, even though you were wide awake you didn’t text him back. The sentence he formed last night still ringed in your ears, you didn’t expect him to sense your anxiety. When it was lunch time he called you but you didn’t answer the phone, first of all you were outside grocery shopping which meant you were busy and second you didn’t want to talk about what’s in your mind over the phone. You thought you deserve an ice cream and on your way home you got chocolate chip cookie ice cream and walked to your flat. The door wasn’t locked so you thought Sam was home but what you saw surprised you.

Tom fucking Hiddleston was greeting you in your house, he was in your living room, sitting, legs crossed and waiting for you in silence. ‘’Tom?’’ you asked in disbelief. He didn’t look happy. ‘’Your roommate let me in and left. He seems nice.’’ Tom’s voice came out harsher than he thought, all day he tried to talk to you, he wanted to hear your voice but you kept ignoring him. You put the bags in the kitchen and came back, ‘’Why didn’t you text me back or called me?’’ he asked demanding an answer, you were standing, there was a distance between you two. You crossed your arm, ‘’Do you remember last night?’’ you replied with a question. ‘’Yes, I called you and we talked and then I fell asleep. You are ignoring me, why is that?’’ his golden eye brows knitted, his tin lips were tight,  a flat line. ‘’You said something last night Tom, do you remember?’’

He sighed heavily, ‘’No, I don’t remember much.’’ He tried to go back to last night but all he remembered was talking to Ben and then talking to you a little. ‘’Have I offended you?’’

You didn’t want to beat around the bush no longer, ‘’ You said that if we met in another life things could have been different. What does that mean? If you don’t want to be with me why don’t you say it to my face? I couldn’t sleep last night because of you!’’ This was the first time you raised your voice at him, he seemed surprised. 

He stood up to walk towards you and hold your hands 

but you took a step back, you were close to the dirty white wall behind you, ‘’What did you mean Tom? Go on, speak.’’

‘’Do not doubt my affections towards you my love. They’re true and valid. I like you Y/N.’’ his ocean blue eyes were soft and he literally had the look of a puppy.

‘’I doubt you Tom! Because,’’ you stopped for a second, choosing your words carefully but his minty fresh scent and few buttons of his shirt was open, his visible chest made you stutter and you hated yourself. You wanted this man to do unspeakable, border line illegal things to you but of course you couldn’t give in, instead you choose a different approach. ‘’Why don’t you kiss me?’’ you asked, too bad your voice came out broken and offended, ‘’Why don’t you hold me like lovers do?’’ you swallowed your cry.

If you knew what goes through Tom’s mind right now you would scream and never look back. Tom felt his entire soul breaking into little pieces and crushing to the floor, he hated himself for saying something like that, he hated the fact that he was using you to fix his problem and he hated his entire existence. He didn’t deserve a woman like you, you deserved to be worshipped and showered with unconditional love, you didn’t deserve to be dragged into his dark world which only consisted of blood and betrayal. Benedict was right, he should never let this happen in the first place, he knew you were having an inner battle of fighting your tears, you looked so innocent and loving that he couldn’t do this to you anymore. He prepared a small break up speech in his mind exhaled a deep breath but he found himself leaning in and kissing your soft lips.

You were startled at first, didn’t expected him to take the first step but soon you gave in. He pressed you against the wall, at first the kiss was like a touch of a shy maiden but when you moaned into his mouth he couldn’t keep himself straight and he poured every emotion into the kiss. He was angry, sad and happy all at once, angry because he couldn’t control himself, sad because underneath this fake façade you were oblivious of his true intentions, and finally he was happy because after days of wanting to taste your pretty mouth now he got you cornered and he got you all to himself. His one hand cupped your cheek, wet kissing sounds filled the living room, you were desperate for his touch and you let him touch your face, hair.

When you guys heard the entrance door open Tom pulled away, both of you were out of breath, cheeks red, lips puffy and eyes blown wide. You rested your hands at the back, touching the cold wall to calm yourself, Tom was lost in your beautiful colored eyes, you were a piece of art, or so he thought.

‘’Damn girl I had it today-‘’ Sam walked into the room with his colorful clothes and bags, ‘’Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t know-‘’

Tom smiled kindly, ‘’It’s okay Sam,’’ you could still see his heaving chest and it made you smirk. ‘’I have to rush home but can we talk later?’’ Tom suggested looking at you again, ‘’Sure.’’

You walked him to the door, before he disappeared he stole another passionate kiss from you, ‘’See you tomorrow?’’ he asked daring to hope. ‘’See you tomorrow.’’ You replied with a grin.

On his way home he had this stupid grin written on his face, he pushed his dark thoughts at the back of his skull, right now all he cared about was you and the way you kissed him back. Tom never felt like this before in his entire life, why? He couldn’t give an answer. When he got back to his penthouse he decided to cook for himself and plan a date for tomorrow.

Chapter 6

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Dangerous Game

Pairing: Hannibal x Female Reader

Genre: Romance, Slow burn, Smut in the future.

Warnings: None.

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Summary: Y/N Hobbs an opera singer and also the eldest adopted daughter of The Minnesto Shrike, and her entire life changes after what happened. She will be the object of affection of a certain psychopath, whether she likes it or not.

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Chapter 7

The next day Hannibal decided to visit his therapist friend. Her name was Bedelia Du Maurier, she was a blonde woman with slim body and calm voice. Her blue eyes always saw through her patients except Hannibal. She had to retire at an early age because a patient attacked her and she decided it was time for her to say goodbye to her job. They were sitting across from each other, ''It always goes better if I'm honest with you.'' she said observing him, ''I'm honest to you Bedelia.'' 

''No, not perfectly.'' her eyes were trying to catch something on Hannibal, ''As honest as anyone.'' he said looking at his watch for a second, ''Not really. You are wearing a well tailored person's suit, or maybe it is a human veil. It must be lonely.'' weary look was upon her face. ''I have friends and I added two more. I'm not that lonely.'' The house was silent, ''You mean Abigail and Y/N. I've heard Y/N performed at a museum. How was it?'' with her question something sparkled in his eyes an died in the exact moment. ''Her voice is divine, she will be singing in my dinner parties, you should come.'' Bedelia noticed the way his voice changed, ''Do you like her?'' 

''Of course, she is my friend.'' his reply was quick. ''You know what I mean Hannibal.'' She said shifting in her seat, ''What you mean takes time, I have to trust her first.'' she decided to stood up, ''But she is the right candidate, I can see that you fancy her. I want to see where this goes, wine?''  she started to walk to her big kitchen, ''Something pink would do just fine.''

   Early in the morning Y/N went to see Abigail, she told her about last night and how amazing it was. ''Was Hannibal there too?'' young girl asked, ''Yes, he liked my performance and asked if I could sing in his parties. I hope you'll get to see one day.''she was brushing Abigail's long brown hair, it was wet because she took a shower before Y/N came. ''I was in a group therapy and it was helpful, my doctor and Alana says I might leave in 6 months.'' She said while playing with the candy Y/N brought. ''6 months, not long and not short. I want you to stay with me when you get out of here, I will take care of everything.'' her phone rang, ''It's Hannibal, I'll be quick.'' she left her room. ''Hello Hannibal?'' He could hear the nurses on the hall, ''Are you at the facility?'' he knew the answer but asked anyway. ''Yes, I wanted to see Abigail.''

''I'm throwing a dinner party tonight and wanted to invite you. Your presence would brighten my mood. What do you say?'' Hannibal was at his office, he was holding a pencile because he was drawing Y/N on the white paper. Last night was something he didn't want to forget so he was drawing her in her baby pink dress. ''Tonight when?'' ''Guests will arrive at 8.30  but you can come earlier.'' He could hear her breathe, ''Alright, see you later.'' Such an innocent voice, he couldn't wait to hear her sing again so he decided to threw a dinner party but Y/N didn't have to know this detail. Y/N knew his party could be fancy so she tried to choose something classy. Last year she bought an emerald green dress, it was mermaid shaped with a long tail, it was shining under the light because of it's paillettes. She had black stilettos. Her dress was showing a little cleavage, she had a white pearl necklace.

(This is the dress)

When she was ready she left her home and it was exactly 8.00 pm when she arrived at his house. A tall servant  opened the door, ''Dr. Lecter is in the kitchen Madam. May I take your coat?'' he had a French accent, ''Thank you.'' she walked to the kitchen. Hannibal and 3 chefs were very busy but with the scent of her entering the room Hannibal looked up to see her. ''Beautiful...'' was his first thought, ''You came.'' for some reason he sounded surprised, ''Said I would. I will escort myself to the living room.'' she didn't want to disturb them so she left. She was having a long conversaiton with the tall servant when guests started to arrive. Y/N felt intimidated at first because it was strange to be in the same room with these rich people. A gentleman approached to her while Hannibal was taking care of the dining room. ''I was at the museum last night, Daniel Salvatore.'' They shook hands, ''Y/N Hobbs, I hope you enjoyed it.'' his green eyes landed on hers, ''Yes, it was spectacular, such a talented woman.'' Y/N's cheeks got pink, he had circular shaped glasses, looked like a professor. ''I would love to hear your voice again.'' He said looking at her up and down, ''You’ll be hearing it soon.'' she kindly smiled and saw Dr. Alana Bloom talking to a group of people, ''Excuse me Mr. Salvatore.'' she went to talk to Alana. Hannibal didn't have time to talk to Y/N or tell her how ravishing she looked in that dress, ''Maybe after the party.'' he loved her choice, it looked perfect on her, he almost made a mistake while thinking of her, almost. He remembered his conversation with Bedelia, ''Do I really fancy her? Or she is a tool for me to use?'' he came to inform his guests and they walked to the dining room. He watched them taking their places, when they sat down they all applaused because the dishes looked tasty and aesthetically pleasing. ''Before we begin you must all be warned, nothing here is vegetarian. Bon Appetit!''

''I see you brought the opera singer Hannibal.'' Old lady from last night said, ''I kindly asked her to join us and performe after the dinner.'' Guests applaused again, Y/N smiled at them kindly. ''Can't wait!'' Old lady said. Alana was happy becaus she got a chance to her Y/N sing, ''Did you visit Abigail today?'' she asked, they were sitting across and others were having seperate conversations. ''Yes, she looks fine. I'm happy that she might be leaving after 6 months.'' Alana loved the way Y/N was taking care of Abigail. Hannibal was talking to his guests but his eyes usually were on Y/N, she was enjoying the dinner and it made him satisfied to see it. She was glowing in emerald radiance. After the dinner they walked to the living room, servants were bringing wine and chamgane. Hannibal got a glass and made a thin sound with a knife, ''I present you Y/N Hobbs!'' guests applaused loudly, some were standing and some took places on the couch and chairs. Y/N started to sing Hildegard von Bingen's O Euchari in Leta Via.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ctx5fo-8DTI

Before she began she was nervous but now the latin words were leaving her mouth like honey, sweet and fluid. Hannibal was standig with a glass in one hand, he felt the same feeling again, his heart felt heavy and his stomach twisted. ''She is choosing the songs I like. Is this coincidence?'' He liked the way she sang, there was boldness to it, they locked eyes for a second. There was a pleasantly warm connection between them. When she was done singing a wave of applause was heard, a chill went through her. ''Thank you!''

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Fire on Ice

Summary; Tom Hiddleston is a vicious mob boss who is looking for his father’s killer, his reputation is depending on it and he won’t give up until he finds that man, and you my sweet little Y/N is the weirdest and the best thing that happened to him all his life.

Genre; Romance, mob, gangs, slow-burn,

Pairings; Tom Hiddleston x F!Reader

Words; 2.327K

Warnings; None.

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Chapter Nine

All the air left your lungs, he was your dad who was suppose to be dead. ‘’Dad?’’ you asked not believing. He opened his arms with a sad smile, it was welcoming but you weren’t able to walk towards him, something kept you at your place. His arms fell to his sides, ‘’I suppose you’re right.’’ He said silently, ‘’Why am I here?’’ you managed to ask, head high. ‘’You should rest first, we can talk tomorrow.’’

‘’I demand answers!’’ your voice was icy cold yet a rage was lying underneath. ‘’Help her to her room.’’ Your father said to a man who was standing at the corner of the large room, he walked towards you, he was tall and looked scary, you were tired, all the adrenalin left your body and you were shaking, ‘’We will talk tomorrow.’’ He reassured you with a tight smile, before you decided to follow this man you gave your father a look, wished he knew what you felt and then you left.  

As soon as you were left alone in your new room you locked the door and found your phone, Tom left you missed calls and text messages. You didn’t know what to do, your heart told you to call him and ask him to pick you up but on the other hand you found your dad, alive and wanting to explain everything to you. You had to wait at least for tomorrow, you had to learn everything before you could make a decision about Tom. Leaving him at the parking lot was a cold thing to do, you sat on the queen sized bed holding your phone and it started ringing, it was Tom. You declined the call –wishing you didn’t have to- and turned off your phone. He had to wait and so did you.

The Next Morning

It was early when a woman knocked on your door, she was working here in the house –you guessed- ‘’Breakfast is ready ma’am. Your father expects you to eat with him.’’ You kindly smiled and left the queen sized bed, turned on your phone and sighed deeply, Tom didn’t stop calling you and texting you all night. You left your phone under your pillow.

Your room had a bathroom, everything was shiny and perfect, you couldn’t help but be in awe, at least your dad was rich but you wondered where the money comes from, everything was perfect… too perfect. After taking a quick shower and finding nice clothes you went out, your father was at the back yard of this huge house, reading a newspaper and drinking his coffee, when he saw you walk in he put down the paper and smiled, ‘’Morning honey.’’

‘’And just like that we’re suppose to be cool?’’ you gazed upon the table with four chairs, you didn’t know if he ate like this every day because the table looked like a 5 star hotel’s buffet. ‘’Please, sit.’’ Your father ignored your sarcastic remark, you were hungry and you thought that the food probably not poisoned so you sat, far away from him. ‘’Prove me that you are my dad.’’ You still had doubts, he took a sip from his coffee and pulled out some pictures of him and your mother and the pictures of you when you were a baby. He told you the love story of your mother and him and when it came to him disappearing he stopped, ‘’Oh no, I’m loving the drama dad, keep going.’’ If looks could kill his head would be blown up right now.

‘’I had to leave you two because… if we’re going to talk about this you should know that I had to leave because of your boyfriend’s father. Out of all people in this city you had to be with him Y/N! He is dangerous and should be eliminated.’’ You could see the anger rising in his eyes, ‘’I cannot believe you sent your men or whatever to follow me!’’ you raised your voice, ‘’What do you want from me and my boyfriend?!’’

‘’Y/N, I,’’ he was struggling to express himself, you thought that maybe all his life he never had to express his actions to anyone, not even your mother. ‘’I had to kill his father.’’

You felt like a bucket of ice cold water was poured to your body, your mouth a gap, eyes focused on him.  He averted his gaze, ‘’I killed my best friend. There isn’t a day goes by without me thinking about that cursed moment. Ad now, his son wants revenge, as he should. I’m afraid that he might do something to you when he learns that I killed his father. He doesn’t know it yet.’’

This man just came into your life –rather you were dragged into his- and dropped a bomb at your feet, on top of that you were dating a man whose father was murdered by your biological father. It was too much to handle, ‘’You demanded answers and you received them. Do you really think he came into your life because of fate? You are my daughter you must be clever. He must have learned our connection and came after you.’’

Your body felt numb, there was a buzzing sound in your head, ‘’H- how?’’ you managed to whisper, ‘’He does illegal business like me and he has his men who can find him anything he wants. Now, finish your breakfast, we’re leaving this country.’’ A bomb after another bomb, you had to play smart and get out of here to learn the truth but how? You had no idea of what Tom is capable of when he learns the truth, what if he takes you as a hostage? What if he kills you to send a message to your father? Blood for blood right? Even though these seemed unlikely there must be at least 5% chance that he might go mad and do something harmful, something that cannot be undone. ‘’Where?’’

‘’I’m thinking Europe. What do you say? If you want to visit a country then we can go there.’’ He was talking as if this was a mundane conversation that you two have every day. ‘’I can’t drop everything and flee. I still don’t trust you, I have my job and my friends-‘’ he cut you off with a stern voice, ‘’You work at a bar and your only friend is your roommate. I should have taken you in years ago, no daughter of mine should live in conditions like that.’’ His slender neck was tense, cutting a bacon with a swift motion of his long fingers, he looked like he despised your life. ‘’It’s my life, I get to choose how to live it.’’ It seemed as if he couldn’t hear you, ‘’Your bags are packed last night.’’

The woman who came into your room earlier also came to the back yard with your phone, ‘’That’s my phone!’’

She gave it to your father, ‘’What are you doing?!’’

Your father looked at the screen, ‘’Poor lad,’’ he probably saw the messages and missed calls, ‘’we will be leaving shortly. Finish your breakfast.’’

Your father stood up to leave you alone,

‘’London!’’ you blurted out, he stopped and turned to face you, ‘’I have always wanted to visit London.’’ If he could make plans so could you.

‘’Perfect.’’ He said with a wide smile, ‘’We’re going to London.’’ Not knowing your true intentions.

Tom Hiddleston was a mess, he couldn’t sleep all night and now he was on the floor of his office, his face in his hands. At first he saw you as a job, something to accomplish to find the truth so he thought it would be easy but now that you are gone and he can’t even hear your sweet voice… The maddening silence was enough. He bolted to his feet, when he saw his reflection on the shiny table he cursed at himself, he thought you were just being close friends and now that he realized he is in love with you he promised to find you. He never liked defeat and giving up so his next mission was to call his friend Benedict and tell him what happened, Benedict was good at finding things, including people.

When you arrived at London you were greeted by a grey atmosphere and wind, it was a cold day. You remembered your conversations with Tom, he always talked about London, his home land, as if it’s a paradise but without him this place felt like a cold dungeon. You could only watch what was happening, your father has a private plane, you were served food and drinks in the plane, later you landed and a group of his workers came to pick you up. From what you heard your father bought a house. No I’m sorry mansion for both of you. His illegal job made him a ruthless rich man and the way he treated people was as if they’re just here to serve him, like their entire existence depends on it.

Your father still had your phone so you were trying to remember Tom’s phone number. You never thought remembering few numbers could be this hard and it felt like your life depending on it because honestly your father was a dangerous man and Tom showed you nothing but kindness over the months you were with him. You trusted Tom more than you trusted your biological father and it says a lot.

The mansion your father bought had 6 bedrooms and 8 bathrooms, indoor swimming pool, spa and entertainments room. This was bigger than Tom’s penthouse, bigger than any house you have ever seen. The outside walls were pure white, it had a huge garden with chairs and a barbecue place. You were so tired from the journey that you only observed the house but made no comment, you were in awe,

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=errT-_IvDVg (this is the house)

your bedroom was upstairs, a man brought your bags to your room and left, and then silence. You never thought silence can be so deafening, the windows opened to a balcony, you could see the vast forest’s green. You couldn’t help but fall in love with this place –even though you were here by force- after experiencing the toxic city life in New York this could be healthy for you. You took a shower and laid on your queen sized bed with smooth sheets and pillow, the house was silent and you drifted to sleep, your last thought was Tom and you saw him in your dream.

In the dream he was in a dark room, looking defeated and when you saw him you ran to him. He opened his arms wide, in the dream you felt like you are actually giving him a tight hug. Your happiness didn’t last long because Tom pulled out a knife and stabbed you in the back, you woke up in sweat and your brain was alert, you remembered his phone number and wrote it on a paper. It was 3 at night and you couldn’t go back to sleep, your fingers holding the paper tightly, you left your bed.

It was cold but you walked to your balcony to see the stars, silent yet beautiful night. All the lights were out so you figured everyone in the house, servants and your father were sleeping. Could this be a chance to give your boyfriend Tom a phone call? There was a white table on the corner of the room with notebooks, pens and a telephone. You walked inside and stood still on the center of the room. You tried to listen if there was any sound coming from downstairs but there was none. Your heart beating fast in your rib cage, what if what your father said was true? What if Tom just used you to get to him? There was only one way to find out.

You walked to the table, picked up the receiver. After dialing the numbers and waiting for him to pick up felt like a life time. The phone rang for 3 times and he answered.

‘’Hello?’’

As soon as you heard his deep voice your entire body went numb, you had to hold the edge of the table so that you won’t fall.

‘’Tom?’’ you asked, just wanted to be sure because it felt like a dream. You heard him move when he heard your voice.

‘’Y/N? Is that you? Where are you?!’’ the panic in his voice gave you hope.

‘’Tom, I’m so sorry for leaving you at that parking lot. I should’ve told you, please forgive me.’’ Your voice was shaking.

‘’Are you okay? Did someone do something to you?! Tell me and I’ll kill them all.’’ He was concerned for your safety, another hope.

‘’No, I’m fine. I don’t have much time but I’m in London.’’ You weren’t sure if you should tell him but you couldn’t stop yourself. ‘’My father whom I thought passed away years ago actually is alive and he brought me here. Listen,’’ you stopped for a second, thinking. And then you thought enough is enough, ‘’there are things I can’t say on the phone but please find me.’’ You started to hear footsteps coming to your room, ‘’What are you talking about. Where in London?’’ Tom was furious and he wanted you to give him the exact directions, ‘’I have to go, I love you.’’ And you hang up the phone, jumped to your bed.

Tom found himself saying I love you back to the his phone, you couldn’t hear him but he knew you already know. Now that he learned you were  in London he had no business staying in this pile of shit they call New York. He was coming to get you without knowing that the truth he has been seeking for years will make him question his actions, and his entire goal to finish his assignment.

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Reborn From Ashes

Summary; Two lost souls find each other. Will they become the cure that they were looking for? Will they help each other or walk away?

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston X Reader

Genre: Romance. There will be smut in the future ;))  Slow burn!

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Chapter 4

The Next Day

Y/N finally woke up from her sleep, suprisingly she slept like a baby, and she was energetic. She went out to get groceries because she had a man to impress with her cooking skills.

When she got back she cleaned the house and started to cook. It has been months since she cooked like this, she was busy with creamy chicken and gnocchi soup when she received a text.

Tom: Would you like me to bring wine, darling?

‘‘Why is he keep calling me darling?’‘ she never thought a simple text could make her smile but there she was grinning like a little girl.

Y/N: That would be great. :)

She panicked, it’s been a while since she served dinner so what if she makes a mess and blows it? 

‘‘Are you sure about this?’‘ the voices in her head appeared, ‘‘Does he even care bout your effort?’‘ she took a deep breath to calm herself, 

‘‘I am a big girl. I got this.’‘ When she was done with the soup she cooked lighter chicken parmesan, her mother thought her that recipe. The smell of the food brought back her childhood memories, she was looking outside of her kitchen window and watching the snow. Instead of going out and play she used to watch her mother cook. 

She took a warm shower, and picked a scarlet winter dress. It was showing a little bit of cleavage. She dressed up and texted Tom the directions and played a soft music from her old gramaphone. Her grandmother gave her the gramaphone before she passed away.

Y/N wandered inside her home to see if something was wrong, everything was perfect. She received another text.

Tom: I’ll be at your place in 10 min.

She quickly prepared the table in the living room, she heared a soft knock on herwhen she was done with the table. She looked at herself on the mirror before answering the door.

Tom was standing there like a mighty Greek god. He had a white sweater with black pants and his signature grey boots. He was holding a bottle of expensive wine and a boquet of red roses which matched her winter dress.

‘‘Welcome to my humble home Tom.’‘ he smiled at her sentence, it became their inside joke. She took the wine and the boquet ‘‘Thank you.’‘ she said shyly and put the roses in a vase in the living room.

‘‘Aren’t you giving me an apartment tour?’‘ he asked. All of a sudden she felt like she wasn’t enough, her home was too little and cheap compared to his. 

‘‘Y- yeah sure.’‘ she murmured and Tom understood that something was wrong, ‘‘Can I see your work room? I’m dying to see your paintings.’‘ it was true. He really wanted to see them but he also wanted to make her comfortable, even the mention of painting brought light to her Y/E/C eyes, and he was pleased to see it.

After walking the -not so long- hall she opened a door and hit the lights. ‘’This was the guest room but I have no guests to stay so I turned it into a work place.’’ she explained. Tom walked inside, the walls were covered with paintings, there was a stool in front of a canvas and there was a table which had paint tubes, brushes etc.

He slowly examined the paintings, his hands were in his pockets and he felt like he was at a museum of renaissance art. 

‘‘What do you think?’‘ she was curious to know the answer but also too afraid because her work was the only thing that kept her going no matter what.

He turned his ocean eyes to her, ‘’Stunning. Absolutely and unquestionably.’’ his eyes were fixed on her.

‘‘Is he talking about the paintings or... me?’‘ she thought. Her cheeks heated at his compliment, ‘’T- thank you.’’ Tom smiled sincerely, ‘’I mean it.’’ he said. She was looking at the ground, ‘’Can we go back to my living room before I die of shyness?!’’ they laughed and went inside.

He smelled the air, ‘’Delicious! Shall we eat?’’

Tom was pouring the wine and Y/N was serving the food when she noticed a band-aid on his thumb. ‘’What happened to your thumb?’’ she had a strong guess. ‘’Nothing. I’m fine.’’ she gently held his thumb and traced it with her finger, ‘’It happened beacuse of me, right?’’ she felt the guilt again.

‘‘Y/N-’‘ Tom held her hands, her hands were lost in his. ‘‘It wasn’t your fault. After you left I picked up the pieces and cut my thumb. It was an accident.’‘ he smiled kindly.

‘‘Why does he have to be perfect?’‘

They continued to eat, and talked about their day.

When they were done they settled on the couch, ‘’I want to play a game.’’ she said grinning. ‘’Oh no! You are smiling like a she devil.’’ he giggled.

‘‘Two thruths and a lie Hiddleston. The one who can’t find the lie will have to drink. Are you in?’‘ Tom thought carefully for a second, ‘‘I’m in. Bring it on darling.’‘

‘‘Well... I can play piano. I speak 3 languages and I can’t swim.’‘ she said innocently.

Tom put his long index finger to his thin lips. ‘’The lie is that you cannot swim.’’ he said finally. She pored wine to his cup, ‘’Drink up.’’ He was confused, ‘’What?’’ 

‘‘I can’t play piano Tom.’‘ he sighed exaggeratedly and took a huge sip. ‘‘Wait, what languages you speak?’’

‘‘Other than English I can speak Sindarin, Klingon, and German.’‘ she daid proudly, Tom started to laugh, ‘‘Oh my god! You have to teach me Sindarin. I have been fascinated by elves.’‘

‘‘ Be iest lin, Melethron nin.’‘ she said jokingly but Tom was surprised.

‘‘What does that mean?’‘ he asked. ‘‘As you wish my beloved.’‘ he had the instant red blush on his  porcelain cheeks.

‘‘It sounds notably sensual.’‘ this time Y/N blushed deep  red. ‘‘Yes it does, doesn’t it? Anyways, your turn.’‘ she quickly changed the subject.

‘‘I can play guitar. I can speak in Greek and I don’t have a Netflix account.’‘ 

Y/N was trying to read his well sculpted face.  His chiseled jaw made him look husky and she loved it. ‘’Don’t lie to me Hiddleston you do have a Netflic account.’’

‘‘Wow! Am I that obvious? Or are you good at reading people?’‘ 

She smiled proudly and watched him finish his cup. ‘’I’m good at reading people. I’m impressed that you can speak in Greek. Most people don’t understand the joy of knowing more than one language.’’ Tom’s thoughts were the exact same. 

This game continued untill they finished Y/N’s wine as well. ‘’Oh it’s pretty late.’’ said Tom looking at the clock in the living room. They were a little  tipsy.

‘‘Tom you shouldn’t drive. It’s late and as you can see-’‘ she pointed at the two empty bottles, ‘‘We’ve drank all of them.’‘

‘‘What are you suggesting?’‘ he asked, his speech was slow, his eyes focused on her Y/E/C and his pupils were blown wide. Their knees were brushing lightly when they move and this gave excitement to both of them.

‘‘You can stay here if you want. I don’t want you to drive, it’s too risky and I really don’t want to lose my companion of literature and fine wine.’‘ they giggled.

Tom was deep in thought, he wanted to accept her offer but as being a gentleman he was unsure.

‘‘You are too kind Y/N.’‘ he said looking really sad, ‘‘I mean it Tom, please stay here. Tonight.’‘ she shocked herself, when did she became this bold?

He sighed heavily and got up -almost falling down- he was afraid. Afraid that he wouldn’t be able to keep his hands to himself if he stayed. It was obvious that she was a fragile state in her life and he didn’t want to hurt her. 

‘‘I can’t do this. I don’t want to break the trust which is still bonding between us. She probably considers me as a friend anyway.’‘ He thought sadly.

He called a cab. ‘’Are you sure?’’ she asked, ‘’Yes. I don’t want to cause you any trouble.’’ he said without meeting her eyes.

They were at the doorstep, ‘’Thank you for the flowers and the wine.’’ she said smiling bright but he could see the shimmer of sadness. ‘’I should be the one to thank you darling, the dinner was fantastic.’’ Y/N was able to impress Tom by her cooking skills, she mentally high-fived herself.

The cab driver arrived, they looked at each other, both of them had milion things to say but for some reason they were holding everything inside. The coldness or the snow didn’t matter to them. Tom slowly leaned in, Y/N closed her eyes. He gently kissed her cheek, it all happened in five seconds but to Y/N it felt like eternity bliss. She felt his ginger blond beard brushing on her cheek and it tingled her sensetive skin. Tom definitely did that on purpose. His fingers traced the place where he kissed, ‘’Good night darling.’’ she had to swallow to speak clearly, ‘’Good night Tom.’’

She closed the door with a huge grin

After she did the dishes she went to the bathroom and smiled widely, it seemed that Tom forgot his watch while washing his hands. She texted him.

Y/N: Tom, you forgot your watch. *she sent a picture of her wearing the watch on her wrist and smiling*

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Hello

Could I request this idea where Hannibal goes to see the “Swan Lake” ballet and becomes obsessed with the reader who plays the swan queen

Let me know what you think of the idea

A/N: Hi!!! Thank you for this request. Thanks to you I've watched the Black Swan on youtube here is the link;

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9rJoB7y6Ncs&t=1561s

this is the old version ofc. Love you all xxx

Doctor Hannibal Lecter climbed out of his car and headed towards to the building. Tonight was a special night because he was going to see The Swan Lake, it was a big production and last time he watched it was in Italy, this time he was in Baltimore, Maryland due to his work. He was excited for tonight, he liked being among high society, he was a classist who believed that people who belong to the upper class should have the higher power in politics and other aspects of life. He had grown up in this environment and to his bones he felt a sophisticated gentleman. He was well educated, he had a profound knowledge of art and literature, he respected all his life and he rewarded himself with treats such as opera nights or ballet such as tonight.

He was wearing his tuxedo, black and white with a dark red handkerchief on his jacket’s pocket. He slowly approached to the building, the entrance had red carpet, the doors with golden handles were opened for him, he smiled kindly to the workers. ‘’May I see your ticket?’’ the young lady at the front desk, ‘’Here you go.’’ He liked having tickets, or tangible things in his life. He liked living analog, of course he didn’t denied how technology made his life easier than before. ‘’You may proceed.’’ The lady smiled but didn’t reach her eyes, most workers had the same expression due to the fact that they worked minimum wage or even under. It was the way of the world, some were more fortunate than others.

The seats were dark red, he took his place. He looked around to see the dress code, everyone wore clothes accordingly which pleased him. He took a certain joy in order and people following it. The upper class he belonged to had always followed rules like these but for the other… they were the ones who would like to be ‘’different’’ and rebel against the system.

He crossed his legs as the lights dimmed and curtain opened, as soon as the music hit his ears he smiled to himself. The seat next to his was empty, for a split second he envisioned a woman next to him, wearing a dress he had chosen for her…. No. he stopped himself and focused on the stage.

Soon the Queen Swan entered the stage and Hannibal felt his breath hitching at his throat, she was wearing the same white dress as other women but she had a dark red feather sticking from her tied hair, she was the queen and they needed to show it to the audience. Her movements on stage were so elegant, without realizing Hannibal leaned forward on his seat, he couldn’t believe his dark eyes, she had total control of her delicate body which he admired and found it very powerful.

When the first act ended he immediately got his phone, ordered a bouquet of black and white tulips that had a red rose in the middle. He wanted the bouquet to represent the Black Swan and also the Queen Swan. He also wrote a note and asked the delivery guy to bring it to the Queen’s dressing room.

The ballet lasted for an hour and half, later he was approached by the director of the ballet, Lisa-Macuja Elizalde, he bowed in front of her. ‘’For an hour and 30 minutes I have experienced pure bliss. Thank you so much for your contribution Madame.’’ He kissed her hand, the woman smiled with pride. ‘’You’re welcome Sir. I’ve heard that you had sent flowers to our queen. Would you like to meet her?’’ with this question he couldn’t hide the grin he had. ‘’I would love to.’’

‘’Follow me please.’’

He followed her to the back stage, it was crowded, together they approached a door which didn’t have her name on it, on the door it said ‘’The Queen Swan’’ was she show off? Only one way to find out. Madame knocked on the door and they heard a soft voice say ‘’Come in.’’

She was sitting in front of the mirror, her make-up off, she had a long satin black nightgown, her hair was still tied with the dark red feather sticking out. She got up with a swift move, turned to them. ‘’Doctor Lecter?’’ she asked because the note she had on flowers had his name. ‘’Yes,’’ he extended his hand which she gladly took. ‘’I would love to learn the name of this enchanting Swan Queen, If you don’t mind of course.’’ He kissed her hand, ‘’Y/N, Y/L/N.’’

‘’Y/N… such a unique name.’’ he praised, ‘’Thank you.’’

Hannibal was an observant man and during this interaction he carefully watched her, Madame Lisa-Macuja Elizalde left them alone she excused herself because she had to attend to some of the dancers.

Hannibal and Y/N sat on the velvet couch and talked about ballet, classical music and fine arts. He never had such an elite and uplifting conversation with anyone and at the back of his dark mind he could hear his wicked thoughts such as;

Where does she live?

Is her home safe?

Most importantly… does she have a partner?

How long has she been performing?

Hannibal, deep down, knew that it was over for them both because she belonged to him now. He was going to make sure she had no one to go to but him at the end.

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Fire on Ice

Summary; Tom Hiddleston is a vicious mob boss who is looking for his father’s killer, his reputation is depending on it and he won’t give up until he finds that man, and you my sweet little Y/N is the weirdest and the best thing that happened to him all his life.

Genre; Romance, smut is here, mob, gangs, slow-burn,

Pairings; Tom Hiddleston x F!Reader

Words; 2.163K

Warnings; Female oral receiving, kitchen sex, no protection. 

A/n; Sorry for any typos. Enjoy. Text me if I forgot to tag you. 

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Chapter Seven

After that strange phone call Tom had a hunch, he bet it was the she boss of the clan Queens. What did she mean by meeting him soon? He never liked ambiguity. He sat on the chair, his glass was empty, it was late and you were sleeping. He never wanted to take a bigger step like that in your relationship but he couldn’t stop himself, he took his head into his cold palms, ‘’What have I done?’’

You woke up to the sound of your phone’s alarm, it was 8am and you were a hot mess. Last night’s events made you sour, you huffed and puffed and finally turned off the alarm. Tom left a note for you because he had to leave for work. You smiled at the little heart shape on the piece of paper. You took a quick shower wore a big shirt that you found in his closet and made yourself a breakfast. Since you were bored you decided to look around and admire the rooms. What really shocked you was that you saw  guns in his study room, you were just looking around and found a secret switch, you thought it was for the lights but the small library started to move away and you saw a gun collection on the wall.  You had to take a step back, ‘’What the fuck?’’ you never liked guns. When you heard the front door opening you hit the switch and watch the library closing.

Tom was dealing with a work situation, something came up with the gun trade, ‘’Fucking Yankees!’’ you breathed out when he finally came back home. Before he could see you in his study room you rushed to the kitchen, pretending like you’re eating your breakfast, ‘’Morning love. Didn’t want to wake you up before I left. You seemed..’’ he had a naught grin on his lips, ‘’tired shall I say?’’ he laughed. You smiled,- shyly, you were too scared to ask him about the guns. Were you in danger? You didn’t know what to do. ‘’You want to eat?’’ you asked not looking into his eyes, ‘’No, I ate earlier. Thank you.’’ He drank a tall glass of water, ‘’What’s wrong?’’ Damn it. He knew how to deduce, ‘’Just,’’ in order to buy some time for your answer you put the dished in the washer, ‘’I really hate working at that bar, stressing me out.’’ He came to give you a big hug. He was much taller than you so he backed you up against the kitchen island, you could feel his body radiating warmth. ‘’I know.’’ He said knowingly, ‘’If, if you want I can help you look for jobs. You don’t have to work there.’’ His tone was so welcoming and kind, as he wrapped you in his arms you forgot the guns and the anxiety you were in. He seemed like a normal guy who was working hard for himself. You exhaled deeply, ‘’Thank you but I can’t quit right now. I’m saving some money.’’ You shortly explained, looked up to meet his blue gaze, ‘’If money is the issue than you shouldn2t worry about-‘’ you placed your fingers to shut him up, ‘’Tom, this is my life and I get to choose what to do. My burdens are mine to bear.’’ And you kissed his welcoming lips. You melt into his mouth and became one, single soul. He lifted you up and now you were sitting on the cold surface of the kitchen island, you only had his shirt and nothing else and when his hand slipped under the big shirt and felt your naked skin he moaned. He was having fun exploring your mouth, his one hand was on your neck the other was on your waist. After this heated make out session he pulled away, and kissed your neck, proud to see the bruises he left last night. He pulled the shirt up and threw it somewhere on the kitchen floor. Now you were just sitting there with your hair let loose, naked body which he adored and worshiped last night, his fingers came to trace the dark bruises on your thighs, ‘’I’m sorry I hope I didn’t hurt you darling.’’ He kissed them one by one, ‘’No Tom. You didn’t hurt me.’’ You loved seeing those bruises and hand prints, ‘’Stay like this.’’ He said and pulled away from your body, you pouted your lips, immediately needing his warmth, he pulled a stool to sit between your wide open legs, you didn’t understand at first, ‘’I think I will have some dessert.’’ He pushed your legs wider and thanks to the morning light entering the kitchen he get to see you fully exposed, you felt your face burning.

Your wet cunt was on display for him and only him, and he knew that you would only be like this with him.

He first kissed the inside of your thighs, looking up at you for consent and you simply nodded.

Later used both of his hands to open you up and you moaned, covering your mouth with your hand, Tom reached to pull your hand away. ‘’I will hear you scream my name like a prayer darling.’’ You were shocked at his boldness.

He focused on your wet core, you could feel his hot breath fanning your aching cut, he gave small kisses here and there, later started to give open mouth kisses and biting the lips, you were a moaning mess, no man ever treated you like this. He inserted a finger while sucking your clit, pumping the finger and out, he had no other business meetings so he was free today and until you had to leave for work his plan was to fuck you. Today Tom made a decision, he decided to give in to his temptations because he loved spending time with you and he wanted to get to know you better. He even found himself imagining a future with you, in London. Deep in his heart he felt that you had no bond with his father’s death so he decided to never reveal his true intentions and go with the flow.

Your hands went to his golden locks, pulling his mouth towards your wet core, the wet obscene sounds your cunt made filled the room, you could hear Tom’s moaning and sending vibration to your cunt. You had no time to be ashamed right now, all you felt was pure pleasure he was giving you and you knew it by heart that he was enjoying it, he was enjoying being buried between your thighs. This man was a pussy pleaser and his partner’s needs always come first than his.

He added another finger and started scissoring your walls inside, you screamed his name over and over again like he predicted, his mouth lapping and fingers working to send you over the edge and he managed to make you squirt right on his kitchen island, you tried to push him away screaming but he didn’t let go, he didn’t care if his white dress shirt was covered in your juice –it was a lot by the way-  and he also didn’t care that you made a huge mess, he helped you calm down with his mouth and fingers. You were spent, after you came down from your high you didn’t know what to say you were just shocked that it happened. He get you to squirt.

‘’Tom I-‘’ you wanted to apologies for making a mess but he stopped you with a kiss, you could taste yourself in his mouth and when he pulled away you could see how pleased he was. ‘’That was the most beautiful fucking thing I’ve ever seen in my entire life.’’ He wasn’t lying and you didn’t doubt him. You wanted to please him too and you reached for his belt, he helped you take it off but before you could reach to pump his cock he flipped you over, now your chest was on the cold kitchen island, he pulled you towards himself a little for a better position and he pushed his hard cock inside you with a single movement. You were still sensitive and your vision got blurry. ‘’F- fuuuuuuuck’’ he whispered, ‘’So tight.’’

He pulled out  completely and pushed back in again, holding you firmly, ‘’You like that? Listen, do you hear the sound your wet pussy makes?’’ his accent was the first thing you were attracted when you met him days ago at your bar and again, his accent could make you come if he tried hard. He was faster than last time, what you didn’t know was that he kept imagining last night while he was at work. He was already hard when he walked in to his hose and seeing you in his shirt made things to him. Sounds of both of your whimpers and curses filled the kitchen, you were holding the edges of the marble kitchen island, knuckles turning pale. ‘’Fuck’ I’m coming.’’ He said holding your throat rather harshly, you didn’t complain. ‘’Cum in me please, Tom ah-‘’ after few sloppy movements he came in your tight, used hole. Feeling his seed in you made you cum again.

The aftercare was amazing. He flipped you back, kissed you lazily and told you to not move, when he came back he had a wet piece of white cloth to clean your cunt and legs, he helped you wear his shirt and carried you back to bed. Since our shift was late at night and Tom’s business meetings were late you guys napped together. He wrapped you in his pale arms and you happily closed your eyes, you fell asleep hearing his calming heartbeat.

Your work was normal, same old same old, however you were wondering where Jack was. It had been days and you didn’t see him anywhere, you hoped that he was healthy and well.

Rest of your night was hectic because there was a stupid match on the TV and the inside was crowded, tips were insane though, when your shift ended you got your things and left the bar, the street was dark and silent. As you were walking and minding your own business someone, a man pulled you by your arm to a dark alley, he covered your hand so that you can’t scream for help. When he pushed you to a wall you could see that it was Jack. ‘’Y/N, don’t scream. I’m here to help.’’ He pulled his hand away, took a step back, you were o shocked that your body froze. ‘’W- WHAT THE FUCK JACK?!’’ you screamed at his face, ‘’I know, I’m sorry but I had to make sure that no one can see us. I don’t have much time. I’m leaving the city and never coming back. You must know that-‘’ he swallowed hard, ‘’you are in great danger.’’ He made no sense, ‘’What do you mean by that? And where are you going?’’

‘’I can’t say too much but, that guy you’re with, he isn’t a good person. Watch your back.’’ Before you could say anything or response –you were still frozen- he disappeared into the night, you had to rest there and calm yourself for few minutes, you had no idea of what was going on but you remembered Tom’s gun collection, and the things Jack said… your phone was ringing and with shaking hands you pulled it out of your bag, Tom was calling. You declined the call and started to walk to the bus station. You had to go home and relax before you can speak to him. How did Jack know that you’re with Tom? What kind of a danger he was talking about?

When you got to home you took a long shower, wore your pjs and laid on your not so comfortable bed, Tom gave you another call, you had to pick it up because he knew you were working late and you didn’t want him to worry and call the police or something.

‘’Hey Tom.’’ Your voice came out cold and tired,

‘’Hello love. Are you home yet?’’ he asked, you could hear some background voice like TV,

‘’Yes, yes I- uh- I’m tired. Can we talk later?’’

‘’Yes sure but before we hang up I have to tell you, there is an event I have to go and I don’t want to go there alone. Would you like to accompany me?’’ he quickly asked, he wanted to ask you this in person but he couldn’t wait.

‘’What kind of an event?’’

‘’It’s a fundraising for unemployed artists, they get to show their paintings and sculptures to the rich society and at the end of the night we can buy or leave a donation. We can talk about the details tomorrow but please consider it. I would hate to go there alone.’’

‘’I will consider it, good night Tom.’’

‘’Night love. Sleep well.’’

Chapter 8

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When Hannibal Lecter opened himself to you vaguely, you had 2 choices, either ran away from him for the rest of your life or be on his side. You wanted to see where this could take you, it had been 5 years ever since. In those years you adopted a cat, (even though he claimed that he would never help you take care of it, over the months he grew attached to your cat, just like any other cat dad) you travelled with him through Europe. At first you were on egg shells around him because you had no idea what was he capable of. Thankfully he reassured you all the time that he won’t do anything to harm you. He didn’t want to admit it but the bond between you and him was deeper on his side. He loved your aura, energy. You didn’t know much about him completely but you knew that people who are rude to him disappear without a trace, soon you figured out the pattern. This was a topic which you never discussed. It didn’t bother you that he knew more about you than you know about him because it was his way of taking care of you. When you have the cold he makes you your  favorite soup, when it’s your birthday he gets you the perfect gift one could ask for. On the other hand Hannibal Lecter was hard to crack but after 5 years he was letting you in, and tonight was the evidence of that.

You were in Italy, Portofino. The villa he rented was at the top of the hill, so the entire city felt like under your feet like a red carpet, he knew how to treat you like the Queen you are. The view took your breath away each time, your sun kissed skin felt warm and smelled like salt due to swimming all day. Hannibal left you alone today, he said he had to take care of something, you didn’t ask. Now that it was getting late you started to worry, you called him several times but he didn’t pick up. Boney fingers of worry clutched your stomach, your mind started to wander at dark places. You placed the book you were reading aside, the marble floors of the balcony felt chilly under your bare feet. As you went down the marble stairs the door of your villa was opened by none other than Hannibal Lecter.

He was limping, you could see the shimmer of scarlet on his golden wedding ring, shining under the yellow lights. You two decided to wear rings so that people wouldn’t be suspicious. You sometimes forget to wear it, leave it on the kitchen counter by the sink but Hannibal, for the last 4 years, you have never seen him without the ring. Deep down you knew he liked to play your husband. Since it was summer he had a white shirt with buttons, and light brown shorts. You thought he didn’t notice you because you hid yourself in the shadows, he threw his keys into the bowl next to the hanger, shut the door rather harshly, the reason why he was limping because he had a long and slim cut behind his knee, he leaned his back on the wooden door, closed his maroon eyes and exhaled deeply. ‘’This is the first time you see me like this, my dearest. I do apologies.’’

As you approached you could see the small drops on his shirt, and his face. ‘’Please, do not be scared.’’

You could see he needed your help, this was a first. You let him lean on you, together you went to the large bathroom in your shared bedroom.

You filled the tub, put bath bomb, and lit some candles. You knew he liked your candle collection. As you undressed him you noticed the bruises on his bronze chest,  in that silence you shared a deeper level of understanding. You helped him to the tub, Hannibal sighed in relief, it had been a long day.

You didn’t want to invade his personal space but desperately wanted to wash his thick hair, you wanted to be bold so you poured some shampoo into your palm and just started to wash and massage his scalp. Hannibal threw his head back and moaned, this must be the first time you’ve seen him this relaxed and care free. When you were done you lifted yourself to leave, wanted to give him some space but he grabbed your hand, tightly, ‘’Don’t go.’’ Now his maroon eyes landed on yours, asking for more.  He wanted you by his side all the time, but Hannibal being Hannibal, he could never say it out loud and open.

You helped him out of the tub, and gave him a white towel, he stood in front of the mirror, water dripping from his deliciously looking body and the towel hanged around his hips loosely. You decided to dry his hair and brush it, he didn’t stop you nor said anything. In fact, he was surprised how bold you are in your actions today. ‘’Thank you love, just the way I like it.’’ He said looking at his hair on the mirror. He turned to face you, ‘’You are the best thing that has ever happened to me.’’