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Love Thy Enemy

Summary; Y/N Atreides had always been a stranger to the entire galaxy, her bed wasn’t her bed, her home wasn’t her home due to the fact that she was sent to accompany and be sisters with Irulan. She had limited access to her actual family and over the years they grew distant. She thought she would be like Reverend Mother, alone, yet powerful, and soon she would realize that there was no need of being alone when a wild creature had his eyes on her for a long time.

A/N: I'm here with full smut! Hope you enjoy it. Let me know if I forgot to tag you. TAG LIST IS OPEN!

Warnings: SMUT! Fingering, unprotected sex, p in v.

Words: 3.375K

Chapter Nine ''Husband and Wife''

Y/N was startled at first, after last night’s cold behavior she didn’t expect him to take such a bold step and yet there they were, his arms wrapped around her waist and pulling her in for the kiss, he was hungry like an animal, she could feel their bodies pressed, she replied to his plump lips, they were so soft like pillows, just like the night where Feyd took her to show her the kind gesture he planned. Now everybody is talking about Feyd’s garden surprise for her, she even heard servants whisper how much the Na-Baroness is changing the Na-Baron, in a good way and she liked what he heard. However, tonight’s kiss was different than that night, he was desperate and sad to leave her behind. He was mostly sacred, of course she was a capable woman but his uncle’s presence and Rabban returning from Arrakis.. she wasn’t going to be safe and he knew it deep in his bones. He had to come up with a plan to take her with him.

Her hand found his cheeks, gently brushing, he moaned into her mouth and it sent shock waves through their bodies, the kiss was growing more and more, suddenly he pushed her near wall with a frustrated growl and slammed his palms against the cold wall next to her head as he pinned her there, his chest heaving with anger and worry as he glared down at her with dark blue eyes, the room was dimly light, the yellow lights coming from the glowglobs created a warm atmosphere. She looked up at him with sad eyes, he scoffed, his eyes narrowing at her expression as he lean his faces closer to hers, his hands are now on her hips, gripping and making sure she is pressed to the wall,

 ‘’You had to look at me like that, didn’t you..?’’ his raspy voice sent shivers to her body, ‘’Please..’’ she begged, ‘’Don’t go.’’ All of the figtings for weeks and hateful remarks were gone, she was scared for her life. He let out an annoyed sigh as he pressed himself to her body, his hands sliding up to hold her wrists down in place against the wall over her head, his head lowering to bury his face in the crook of her neck, such a gentle gesture, it almost made her cry but she held her tears, she could feel his soft lips kissing her neck, he kept his face buried there as he continued to plant rough kisses on her skin, the anger and worry he felt quickly turning into something else, the need to have her growing more and more intense by the second as he bit at her skin and started to roughly grind my hips against her.

She could feel his growing need for her, and her desire for him increasing, a soft moan leaves her lips as he bit into her skin, she was sure that he was leaving bruises for people to see later. He let out an animalistic growl against her skin at the sound of her moan, his grip on her wrists tightening as he pressed her harder against the wall, his hips still grinding into hers, his body already starting to feel hot at the thought of taking you right here, right now,  ‘’Please, let me touch you.’’ She said with a sweet voice, he slowly pulled his face back from her neck and looked down at her, the harsh look on his face slowly softening at the sound of her gentle voice, ‘’Are you sure you want to do that..?’’ he was still hesitant. ‘’Yes, Feyd.’’

Something in the way she looked at him, the way she said his name… It was like a switch got flipped inside him. He suddenly lean down and captured her lips in a harsh, demanding kiss, a possessive growl rumbling in his chest as his hands released her wrists and started to wander over her body, she took off his tunic and touch his muscular chest and shoulders, his skin was so smooth, he broke the kiss and let out a deep moan at the feeling of her hands on his skin, his own hands travelling under her modest dress to grab and squeeze her soft thighs, his breath coming out heavy and ragged as he stared down at her with a look of dark desire, ‘’You have no idea how much I want to devour you right now, little dove..’’ he confessed, ‘’Take me to our bed.’’ She demanded, he let out a low growl at her command, his hands once again gripping her hips tightly as he practically lifted her up and carried her over to their bed, pushing her down on her back and crawling on top of her, his body almost instantly slotting comfortably between her legs, ‘’Take off my dress.’’ She demanded again, a feral smile appeared on Feyd’s lips at her command, his eyes staring down at her like a hunter looking at its prey,  he grabbed the hem of her dress and unceremoniously pull it off over her head in one quick move, barely even pausing to throw the garment to the floor, she had a nice black lingerie suit underneath, his breath caught in his throat at the sight of her in lacy lingerie, his mind completely blank at her perfect curves and smooth skin, every bit of her body bared to him.. his hands slowly travelled up to roam over her skin, greedily feeling every inch of it. ‘’You are truly a vision, darling.’’

‘’I’m yours Feyd, only yours, your wife..’’ she encouraged him. A dark possessive growl left his throat at her words, ‘’Damn right you are. You’re mine. All mine.’’ He emphasized each word. She moved to take off his pants and he understood so he took them off. This was the first time she saw him naked, what sight he was.. tall, muscular and his hard member erect, the pink tip of him was covered in pre-cum, their bodies on fire. He didn’t took off her bra but left her panty, rolled it to the side. He started to plant hot kisses on her body, lips travelling across her skin, leaving small marks here and there, wanting to make sure everyone knew she belonged to him, ‘’You have no idea how much I love seeing you like this.. my wife.. such a good girl for me..’’ he was honest she could tell and when he called her ‘’my wife’’ she felt her core got wet even more, he bit down on her neck hard as he felt her growing need, his body pressing down on her as another possessive growl left his throat, his mouth moving to her hear, ‘’You’re mine.. my wife. My perfect, little wife..’’ he bit down on her earlobe as one of his hands reached up to grab her chin and make her look up at him, she liked the pet names, felt more and more hungry for him, ‘’Please..’’ she begged, his words had an impact on her like waves o the shore, he couldn’t stop his lips from curling up into a cocky grin at the sound of her pleading and her obvious need for him, his fingers tightening their grip on her chin, ‘’You’re so needy for me, aren’t you? Is my good little wife aching for me to touch her?’’ all he ever wanted was for her to come to him willingly and it was happening. ‘’Yes, please.’’ His free hand slowly traveled down her body, touching her breasts and feeling their firmness and then finally found e-her core, his fingers immediately felt her heat and wetness between her thighs. ‘’Yes.’’ She moaned as soon as she could feel his fingers barely touch her wet core, his fingers started to rub against her sensitive wetness, his touch was a teasing caress, his blue eyes glued to her face, watching every little reaction as he continued to rub her, ‘’Does my good wife like that?’’ he was a brat, teasing her but she loved it, it was better than her dark dreams. ‘’Yes, please Feyd, my husband, please don’t stop.’’

He growled at her words, her face was pleading, moaning softly, he bit her neck again, her words sending a rush of lust and power through his body, his fingers rubbing against her in small, almost lazy circles, ‘’Are you going to be a good girl and listen to your husband?’’

‘’Yes, Feyd.’’ Small and soft moans leaving her lips, one of his hand still holding her chin, his other hand rubbing even slower and softer circles between her legs, ‘’Are you going to do everything I want, my wife?’’ she even got wetter with his teasing and words, ‘’Yes!’’ she moaned out loud, the feeling of her growing even wetter beneath his fingers made a pleased hum left his throat, he kissed her sternum, and left trail of kisses, ‘’Be a naught girl for your husband, tell me what you want.’’ He was also growing impatient but at the same time he was enjoying teasing her with his fingers still on her pussy, drawing light circles, ‘’I want you,’’ she began, her eyes rolling back with lust, ‘’I want you so bad.’’

His lips still on her skin, kissing her, ‘’You want me little dove? But how do you want me? Tell me. Say it.’’ He was insistent. He had to hear those magical words, he had to see her surrender.

‘’Please Feyd, I want you inside of me..’’ she finally gave in, his body set on fire with her words, his eyes going darker than before, his fingers slowly pulled away from her core and only to be replaced by his thick cock, she could see the vein on it, she was scared because it was her first time and he was big, he took a minute to look at her, he noticed the expression on her face and the way her body tensed up, he shifted to a more caring tone on the edge of his hazy mind, ‘’Shh, It’s okay, little dove. I’m gonna make sure it doesn’t hurt, okay?’’ she nodded, she felt safe with him. ‘’Just try to relax.. I’m gonna make sure you’re prepared.’’ And he prepared her with his fingers, he started to gently finger her, as soon as he inserted his finger her back arched, his fingers was long, since she was dripping wet she didn’t fell any hurt, and then he added a second finger, she flinched a bit and stopped, and then continued to pump them in and out. He kept looking at her face as his fingers stretch her, ‘’Feel good?’’ he asked to be sure, he was never like this with any of his partners from the past. ‘’Yeah, don’t stop.’’ The sounds of her enjoying it immediately made him feel proud but at the same time something in the back of his head just felt so damn good about it, the thought of being the one to make her feel good, the only one allowed to make her feel like this.. ‘’Such a good girl.. doing exactly as I say..’’  his encouraging words sent her over the edge, a gush of water leaving her core and covering the sheets under her completely, they were a mess.

He didn’t stop, when he felt the gushing and clenching around his fingers his eyes went wide with mix of lust and pride at the realization that it was him, Feyd-Rautha  making her feel like this, a cocky grin on his face as he kept pumping her and looking down at her, her eyes held tears of lust, her cheeks flushed with what she had done, her thighs shaking violently, he pulled out his fingers and let out a soft, pleased sigh as he looked down on the mess she had made, and then he looked back at her, ‘’Darling, there’s no need to blush. I quite like seeing what a mess I can make of you..’’  he brought his fingers to his lips and slide them into his mouth, her scent and taste was delicious, ‘’How do I taste?’’ a sudden courage came over her, ‘’You taste absolutely delicious.. I could get addicted to it.’’ She liked his answer, ‘’What if I want you to?’’ she couldn’t believe herself, she was being bold because she felt safe with him, his eyes never left her Y/E/C eyes as he lowered his head down towards her core,  his breath already growing ragged and impatient, his voice coming out as a dark, sultry whisper, ‘’Gods, wife, you truly bring out the animal in me..’’ and she felt his tongue, a scream left her lips because she was still sensitive. He felt a wave of pride and power surge through his mind at the sound of her scream, quickly followed by possessiveness when he looked up to meet her eyes, he was looking at her as his mouth moved magically, he had wished to taste her like this for years now ever since he became a man, she was all he had dreamt of. He felt her continuing to squirm under the ministrations of his tongue his eyes never leaving her face to watch every single reaction, ‘’Such a good girl,’’ he spoke after every tongue move, ‘’taking everything I give you.’’

She only replied in moans, shifting, flinching but his hands pressed her to the bed,

‘’My good, little wife,’’

‘’All mine..’’

His wide tongue made her come violently again, he felt it on his tongue and continued to help her come undone, he felt as if he won something important, she was shaking, he pulled his head back to look at her. His chin and chest glistening under the yellow lights, he looked like an animal and she found it charming. ‘’Good girl,’’ he praised her, ‘’so good for me, aren’t you?’’ all she could do was hum to his words. He looked down at her few more seconds before he positioned himself between her legs, his expression is full of hunger, ‘’Can I take you now, wife?’’

‘’Yes.’’ She managed to say, she wanted to consummate the marriage, she wanted to give him babies.

‘’You have no idea how much I want to.. need too..’’ he couldn’t continue his words, his lips crashed to hers deeply, his hips starting to slowly grind against her as he moan into her mouth. She felt him there, as soon as they made contact she moaned in pain, he was big and very thick. He was being slow which she appreciate it, as he entered fully she jerked and screamed in pain but she knew he wouldn’t do anything to make her uncomfortable, he was holding back and she felt even more safe whereas Feyd felt something break inside him at the sound of her moaning and scream, his instincts were yelling at him to go rough and hard, to use her but he held back. He was fully inside her, he looked down at her face, his eyes completely taken over by the burning hunger, the need, the primal, carnal force that is wanting to just rip its way out of his mind and body to take what was his, what he knew was his for the taking…

‘’You don’t understand what you’re doing to me, don’t you?’’

She didn’t understand his sudden question, she was taken aback, he sounded desperate, in need.. ‘’I trust you.’’ She whispered softly, she was still in pain but not much.

He felt her soft whisper, her trust in him hit him like a punch in the gut, everything in him screamed at him to just let go, to give in, to lose control, but that trust, that belief that she was giving him made it impossibly hard not to be careful, to not care, to not be gentle even he didn’t really know how to..

‘’You trust me..?’’

He almost sounded in shock, she held his face in her palms, ‘’yes Feyd, I trust you completely.’’

Her hands on his face felt surreal, this kind of tenderness and care, and the realization that she absolutely, completely trust him, after all he did and everything he was still struggling to control, it made him shiver, he started to move slowly in and out of her, pulling back out of her and slamming back, ‘’You,’’ he moaned, ‘’You shouldn’t.. you shouldn’t trust me this much..’’ he sounded like he didn’t deserve it, ‘’I trust you.’’ She said as he pulled back, ‘’I trust you..’’ she repeated again and again as he moved slowly, the sound of her trust and the feeling of her accepting him.. Accepting all he was, both the good and the bad, made something in his eyes go soft and he felt his heart clench with a feeling he never felt before, a feeling of care and.. Maybe something else he couldn’t recognize,

‘’I don’t deserve you… I don’t deserve your trust..’’

He was moving in and out, wet noises filling the room, their bodies sweating, her nails dragging on his back, she moaned his name ‘’Feyd.. I trust you.’’ She wanted to make him feel all the love and care she had in her, ‘’I trust you, my husband.’’

His eyes went hazy and his mind got slightly blurry at the sound of her moaning his name, the feeling of her calling him husband made the clench in his chest even stronger, his movements getting a bit unsteady and faster at the same time, ‘’Again.. Say it.. Say my name.’’

‘’Feyd..’’ she noticed he got faster, she could feel the building pleasure under her stomach, she wanted them to explode together, he was a machine on top of her and she loved it, yes she was sour but it felt good, ‘’My husband,’’ she screamed in pleasure, his dick felt more bigger now, hitting a sweet spot inside her, she could feel her walls clenching, she wanted to milk him, ‘’Feyd-Rautha!’’ she moaned again.

His eyes got even more darker when he heard her say his full name like that, his mind filling with possessive thoughts, the sound of her calling him her husband filled Feyd with a feeling of belonging, of safety, of being wanted. ‘’Yes, Yes I’m your husband.. your husband.. yours..’’ he was a mess, he could feel her walls clenching, the tip of his cock was hitting something spongy inside and it drove him mad, they were both close. ‘’Come in me.’’ She begged, ‘’I want to give you babies Feyd!’’ The sound of her plea filled his head like that one time he used too much spice, she was a drug. The thought of her swollen and round with their children… the thought of having his babies.. It made the last bits of his control snap like a dry twig and his eyes went darker than the night sky, ‘’Gods, you want to make me a father eh?!’’ he pulled out, with his strong arms he changed her position, now she was on her hands and knees on the bed, Feyd grabbed her hair forcefully she was shocked, he was indeed holding back, he was behind her and he spanked her few times, ‘’Want to give me babies eh?!’’ he asked again, ‘’Yes, Feyd, yes, please come in me.’’ She was driving him insane and he was going to give her want she wanted, he took her from behind, one hand on her waist pulling her to match his thrusts and the other on her hair, her hair was something he admired and to be able to touch it like that made him excited, ‘’I’m coming.’’ He groaned, ‘’Your husband is coming in you just like you wanted, such a good little wife.’’ His words sent her to a paradise, she came and Feyd followed right after.

Moments later, after they took a shower together and Feyd helped her with after care they laid on the clean sheets which Feyd himself changed, they laid on each other’s arms and she fell asleep while Feyd promised himself to find a way to take her with him to Arrakis.

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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 6

  It was getting late and Hannibal got a call from the facility, they wanted Abigail to come in an hour. Hannibal and Alana decided to take her back and Y/N offered to stay and wash the dishes. After they left she carried the plates, glasses etc. to the kitchen and put them in the dishwasher. The wine glasses were thin so she washed them herself. When she was done she came back to the dining room to check if she did a good job and a painting caught her eye. A young woman was lying on her blue bed, she was half naked and her vagina was displayed, there was a swan at the edge of the bed and it's head was turned to the woman's vagina. 

Hannibal came back to his house, it was strange to him to see that there was a woman in his house, because usually he came to his house and found nothing but silence. He saw her looking at a painting, ''It's Leda and The Swan by Francois Boucher. One of my favorites.'' he said coming closer. ''I swear, the only thing one needs to attract Zeus is to have a pulse.'' Her comment made him laugh. She turned to him, it was the first time she heard him laugh. ''Leda was married to King Tyndareus of Sparta, she was a very beautiful young mortal, unfortunately her beauty attracted the attention of Zeus. He transformed himself into a magnificent swan and impregnated her. On the same day she slept with her husband and later she produced 2 eggs. Helen, Clytemnestra, Castor and Pollux were born.'' He explained, she raised her eyes at his, ''Why unfortunately?'' 

''Beautiful people always attract dangerous ones.'' She felt the air left the room, he seemed so sure of himself it made Y/N wonder that was he talking about someone specific? She decided not to ask. She checked her watch, ''I should go. Thank you for the dinner, it was amazing.'' Hannibal helped her with her coat, ''I can give you a ride.'' he offered kindly. ''No thank you, I'll get a taxi. Good night Hannibal.'' she gave him a warm smile, ''Good night Y/N.'' he touched her shoulder gently, ''Sleep well.''

A day later

It was the night of the opening of the new museum. Y/N was nervous and excited at the same time, she went early to see the back room and feel the vibe. It was enough for her to get ready. She put on a baby pink silk dress, it hugged her body well and it had thin straps on shoulders. She had a thin golden necklace, a golden ring. She had beige leather silk stilettos on her feet. She put on her expensive parfume, she only used that for special events. Her dress and shose were pastel colours that's why she wanted to add a little bit of spice and choose a blood red lipstick. She was looking at herself on the big mirror when the planner of this event came inside. ''Mr. Smith, how do I look?'' Young man smiled, ''Darling you look so fucking hot! I'm here to tell you that the orchestra took it's place and our guests are seated, let's go.'' she took a deep breath, ''Let's do it.'' she was an underground opera singer so this could be a big opportunity for her regarding her future.  She walked with Mr. Smith, he introduced her to the audiance and left. She heard the applause, it was a good feeling. She came to the white stage, all eyes were on her, including Hannibal. He was sitting on his chair, his expensive suit looked shiny and clean, he gave her a small nodd and then the music started.

(this is the dress)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mpZoHjNdGUE&list=WL&index=16

(this is the song)

Hannibal was impressed, she was a talented singer. She was singing one of his favorites, he noticed that she wasn't looking at him, her focuse was somewhere else. She was passionate, he watched her movements and how perfect the dress hugged her body. ''She is beautiful in her own unique way.'' He closed his eyes and let her sweet, honeyed voice wash over his sinner body, he felt as if he was being baptised by her. Her voice sounded so holy yet with a touch of hubris, he wondered whether the Greek Gods and Goddesses would punish her for having a voice which goes beyond than them, she sang like a woman who feared nothing. He had to take a deep breath to slow the frantic beating of his heavy heart, and when she was done he felt this urge to open his eyes, he noticed that he shed a few tears. He was the first one to stand up and applause rather violently and later others followed. Y/N couldn't believe her eyes, he was the first to stand up, she smiled at them and left the stage to go back stage and calm herself. 

Y/N pressed her half naked back to the door, ''I did it! Fuck yes!'' Guests were having quality champagne and talking to one another when Y/N came out of the back room. She decided to get a drink and mingle among the rich. A lady smiled at her and she decided to talk to her, to Y/N's surprise Hannibal was there with the lady, ''It's been too long since you porperly cooked for us Hannibal.'' she said. She had a red dress, her black hair was short and she had bangs. Y/N heard their conversation before she approached. ''Come over and I will cook for you.'' Hannibal replied and he noticed Y/N. ''Hello Y/N.'' The lady spoke again, ''I said properly, it means a dinner and a show. Have you seen him cook? It's an entire performance. He used to throw exquisite dinner parties. You heard me. Used to.'' Y/N didn't know that, ''Oh by the way, your performance was good, really good darling.'' she looked much older than Y/N, the lady continued, ''I assume you and Hannibal already know each other.''

Y/N didn't know what to say, she couldn't just say; ''Yeah we met when my dad killed girls.'' thankfully Hannibal spoke, ''We are friends. Y/N your voice is... otherwordly, I'm delighted and honoured that I had a chance to hear you. I hope it won't be the last time.'' Y/N blushed deep red, ''Thank you Hannibal.''                 ''About my dinner parties, I must say I will throw parties again, once inspiration strikes.'' he couldn't help but stare at Y/N, ''I cannot force a feast, a feast must present itself.'' he drank his champagne. ''Maybe you found your inspiration.'' Old lady said with a hint of sarcasm. Two men came to talk to them, one of them was a white man and he said he was Hannibal's patient, his name was Franklyn. The other man was black, and his name was Tobias, he was taller than Franklyn, ''What a coincidence to see your patient here Hannibal.'' Y/N said, drinking. ''Yes, what a coincidence.'' He didn't seem pleased. ''Miss Hobbs, I loved your performance.'' Tobias said, ''Thank you, I'm glad you enjoyed it.'' she smiled kindly, ''I must add, the beauty of your voice matches your personality, pleasure to meet you.'' he took her hand gently and pressed a kiss while looking at her with his dark eyes. Y/N for some reason felt uncomfortable, ''Thank you again Mr.-'' she wanted to be formal but he stopped her. ''Please, Tobias. If you are interested I have a violin shop. You can visit me anytime.'' He pulled his business card and gave it to her. ''I love the sound of violin, I would love to hear you play.'' Tobias looked amused before he could say anything Hannibal decided it was enough because he began to understand what kind of a man Tobias is, ''Who is hungry?'' he said to draw the attention which made the old lady giggle.

Throughout the night Y/N was tired of talking to rich people and hearing their first world problems, they were so fake it made her want to vomit her guts. She decided to walk outside for some fresh air. It was a cold night but peaceful, ''Mind if I join you?'' she heard Hannibal, ''I could use company.'' he put his black coat on her shoulders. ''Don't you like the crowd? They admire you.'' She could smell his scent on the coat, ''I'm done entertaining the rich Dr. Lecter, but I would love to be a part of your famous dinner parties.'' Hannibal was surprised to hear that she was interested. ''Good idea. You can help me because I'm planning to throw one soon.''

''So you found your inspiration?'' She asked curiously, they were standing close and watching the stars above, ''I hope so.'' he said looking at her up and down. ''Would you consider singing in my dinner parties?'' Hannibal was making an excuse to hear her divine voice again. ''I would love that.'' He stared at her, his face a blank slate, but his brown eyes flickered with something like... hope? Maybe. ''Thank you. Shall we go back? I'm sure they would love to talk to you more.'' He offered his arm, ''Let's go.''

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Hi! I saw your requests are open, so I thought I ask for a hannibal x fem!reader. Can you write a short fic where Hannibal is kind of a sub with reader, if that makes sense. it doesn't have to be specifically sexual, anything you are comfortable with.

<3

A/n; hi! Thank you for this request, i enjoyed writing it. The fact that i wrote this at work and had to explain my co-worker that im a fanfic author… he was shooketh lol Sorry for any typos cus im writing this on my phone.

It was a tiring day for you. Working at the FBI Quarters as an archive manager had its advantages and vice versa. You get to stay in the silent office of yours and enjoy the peace but every once in a while, a jerk who used his juice to get into the FBI would mess things up and you had to pick up the pieces, reorganize and relable the documents etc. Today you had to spend extra 2 hours to finish your job and call it a day. What made you relaxed as soon as you opened the door of your shared house with your partner was that the smell of your favorite food hitting your nostrils. Automatically made you smile to yourself. You may have mentioned the hectic situation at work via text to your boyfriend Hanninal.

Dr. Hanninal Lecter was a successful man whose profession was a psychiatrist but he also sometimes worked for Jack Crawford to solve murders by using his field’s tricks. To the outside he was a cold and collective man who seemed like he had neither the tolerance nor the capacity to love and be loved.

The first time you met was a disaster. You were carrying folders to Jack’s office for a murder case and you couldn’t see who was in front of you and you collided. Like waves to a shore, wild and unbidden.

You apologized for spilling the coffee he was holding seconds ago, you suggested to take him for a coffee and to your surprise he said yes.

He had a reputation in the FBI, behind his back they called him Lord StoneHeart. Well, “Lord” because of his manners and “Stone Heart” because no one saw him smile or mention a potential girlfriend or a wife. He was a complete mystery and you were the only one who get to see his true face. A dangerously protective man who would do anything for his lover, that would be you.

After that coffee date you and him kept being in the same place in the right time, parks, restaurants, shops etc. You had a feeling that he was stalking you and the mere idea of a respectable man such as Dr. Hannibal Lecter stalking you sent shivers down your spine,well, it got you wet every single time.

Your relationship progressed even more after you moved in with him, you’ve been together for 2 years and things were going smoothly, most of the time, you closed the door rather harshly and the sound echoed in the halls of your home. You could hear Hannibal’s Hildegard Von Bingen playlist coming from the kitchen so you followed the divine voice.

He was there, white apron tied to his waist, he must’ve left work early. He had comfortable clothes but he still looked elegant, he had a charming demeanour of a royal prince.

He moved away from the counter to face you, “Hello darling.” His genuine smile made your heart jump.

He quickly came to give you a gentle kiss on your forehead and took your coat and bag. “A warm bath with your favorite candles waiting for you upstairs. When you’re finished we’ll have dinner.” If you told your co-workers about how soft and sub he can be they would laugh at your face.

“Thank you.”

After the long bath you wore your pjs and joined him for dinner, he knew exactly how to cook your fav food and also how to serve it.

When you were done with dinner he did the dishes and then gave your feet a long massage. You didn’t notice how sore your feet were untill his big hands worked their magic. “Do you want me to talk to Jack, and have him do something about this man?”

His question had a dark tone, a hint, “No, I’m a big girl. I can handle it. Thank you though.” The fact that he was ready to make that jerk disappear or pay for his recklesness made you feel things.

You wanted to change the subject, “Wanna take me upstairs and show me a good time?”

He smirked at your boldness, “As you wish my love.”

Thank you for reading. ❤️

Could I ask for Hannibal lecter with a former patient reader with extreme anxiety and fear of going outside and people? Maybe a house call for this little recluse?

(Would appreciate if they were also FTM but not a requirement)

Thanks!

-B

A/N; Hi B, thanks for the request even though it had been weeks since you sent it to me... oops. I hope you'll like it. Enjoy!

Warnings; Anxiety and panic attack, reader has phobia of going outside.

You were triggered again, you had a specific nightmare last night. In the nightmare you were being chased by your stalker (you had a stalker last year so developed a certain anxiety about going out. Thankfully he is behind bars now.) in the nightmare he was holding a gun and chasing you in the public but no one helped you. Except him.  Doctor Hannibal Lecter. Due to your circumstance you sought professional help. You did a profound research about him and his techniques and you found nothing but good review. You decided to give it a shot and you didn’t regret it at all. You explained your situation to him in detail via email, he replied saying that he was glad to work with such an open minded and communicative young woman.

He urged you to go to his office for the first session but you were unwilling so you suggested to do it online, it was 45 minutes and when you were, put the laptop away… you felt a sudden relief.

The next session he suggested to go to a coffee shop near your home, you liked the idea and agreed.

It was a cold Baltimore weather so you both had gloves, long coats, he couldn’t help but notice how professional you dressed. A black pencil skirt, a dark red blouse, soft make-up, hair let loose yet kept under control and delicate hands holding your coffee mug. You were well mannered and put together. Also, your impression on him was the same as him, both of you had a mutual feeling for each other that day. Normally, Dr. Lecter had 45 minute sessions with his patients just like your first session. However, with you, it was more than 2 hours. The conversation was elite and brilliant that he didn’t want to leave that cozy place, after the session he gave you a lift and planned the next session.

Weeks passed and you started to go to his office, you had an idea about his environment but seeing it for the first time was something else. His office was like a mixture of library and museum, which both of those places were your favorite. When he saw the inquisitive shine in your eyes he let you explore.

You talked about your favorite books and art and culture etc.

You loved talking to him and he loved talking to you. Most of his patients were shallow and stupid but you knew your art and literature. After decades of being surrounded by peasants Hannibal found someone who got excited about small things and had her own brilliant opinions. Your energy was refreshing to say the least.

The nightmare you had made you paranoid, your door was locked, windows shot and curtains closed, you were in your pjs and in 45 minutes you had to be in Dr. Lecter’s office. It was impossible, you sent him an email about bot being able to make it today. Instead of replying by an email he called you directly, ‘’Hello, Dr. Lecter.’’

‘’Hello , Y/N.’’ he started, he had started to address you by your name few weeks ago and asked you to do the same but his demeanor and the way he held himself made you a bit intimidated. ‘’I hope you are well.’’ He continued, ‘’Is there a problem?’’ there was a silence. ‘’Yes, I don’t think I can come today.’’ You simply replied, covering yourself with blankets on your couch, total darkness surrounding you.

‘’Your voice sounds strange.’’ He announced, you didn’t say anything and he let a sigh of distress, He ‘’I’m coming over. Do not move.’’ And he hung up.

He knew your address, something in you kept you at your place or maybe it was his strict tone.

Some time later there was a knock on your door which made you jump from your seat, you grabbed a knife from the kitchen and walked to the door.

‘’Its me.’’ You heard his voice, ‘’You can lower your weapon of choice.’’ He added, how did he know that you were carrying a weapon?

You opened the door to him, he looked at you up and down and let himself in, closed the door and locked it. Seeing such a young and elegant woman being torn apart by her mental state made him feel something… he felt as if he was her savior.

You noticed that the second you saw him you felt safe, like a sense of warmness spreading inside of your chest.

You turned to go to the living room, he followed, this was the first time he saw your house, he was in awe of how clean and organized it was even though it was dark due to the fact that all the curtains were closed.

He sat on a single armchair, placed his leather bag next to his feet, his coat placed on his lap, you took your place among your blankets.

‘’May I ask what has made you… like this?’’ he looked around the room, ‘’I don’t want to talk about it.’’ You said like a little child.

‘’Are you hungry?’’ he asked to change the subject, you realized that you didn’t eat anything since you have woken up. He understood from your deep eyes and stood up.

Soon you heard sounds coming from the kitchen. You decided to get a sneak peek, he wore your red apron and cooking something from the things he found in your fridge. It melt your heart.

Hannibal Lecter wasn’t used to this but when he saw you like that he couldn’t help but be there for you, you were an interesting case for him and he even thought about keeping your mental health not worse but not good either so that he could keep having you in his life but it seemed like you were planning to be in his life for a long time weather as a friend, a patient or someone close..

Thank you. :)

When will the 'love thy enemy' be updated??? i love it so much! youre so talented...

Hi! Thank you so much for waiting patiently, I have a hectic work schedule these days, but half of it is finished. I’ll update the story soon. Stay tuned little dove 🤍

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Pedro Pascal x Reader; Parenthood

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One shot; Mob Tom

Fire on Ice (Finished)

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.

Chapter 1  Chapter 2  Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6  Chapter 7

Chapter 8  Chapter 9    Final Chapter

Shattered Pieces

Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Genre: Romance. Smut in the future. Angst.

Warnings: Mention of smut. +18. Fighting. Y/N is attacked. 

Summary: Bucky and Y/N were in love back in the 40s but Hydra took Bucky away from Y/N. Y/N tried to find him but HYDRA stopped her and she paid a price. Now all they knew was Bucky was dead, however they were wrong. Can she face the new Bucky, the infamous Winter Soldier?

This story takes place in Captain America The Winter Soldier.This will be a short story. Sorry for any tyops. Likes and comments are welcomed in this house lol, stay safe my dudes!! Text me if I forgot to tag you <333

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Chapter 2

Throughout her day she didn't do much, took out the trash, cooked, read and listened some music from her time. It made her calm to listen to those songs, when it got late she got a call from Steve, ''SHIELD is compromised, Nick got attacked under my roof by an assassin. We are at the hospital right now, I followed the assassin but he got away.'' he explained everything quickly, ''I'm on my way.'' she grabbed her keys and left her house, there it was, the uneasy feeling again. Before she opened her volkswagen beetle's door she looked around. All she could hear was the sound of fireflies, some music coming from far away and she was the shadowy figure behind the tree again. She wasn't imagining this time, the figure was there and looking at her, not moving a muscle. She acted like she didn't see anything and got into her car, her hands were shaking. ''Just drive. Fast!'' Steve greeted her and took her to a room where Natasha and Agent Maria Hill were standing behind a big glass window, watching doctors trying to save Nick Fury. Nat hugged Y/N tightly, ''How is he?'' she asked. ''Bad, really bad.'' 

''Tell me about the shooter.'' Nat said to Steve, Y/N was behind them. ''He is fast and strong, he has a metal arm.'' Steve replied, ''Balistics?'' she asked to Maria, ''3 Slugs, no rifling. Completely untraceable.'' Maria replied, eyes on Nick. ''Soviet made.'' Nat said like she remembered something. Doctors and nurses started to hury inside but Nick Fury died. Y/N started to cry silently, Nat was trying to hold her tears, Y/N left the room and sat in front of a vending machine. Nat and Steve left the room, SHIELD wanted Captain America so he left and Nat sat next to Y/N. ''What are we gonna do?'' Y/N asked, her voice was a whisper, ''I don't know.''Nat went to the vending machine and bought a lot of gum, Y/N didn't understand until a flashdrive fell behind the gums. ''What is it?'' she asked looking at Nat, ''Nick gave it to Steve but why? I guess we'll find out soon.''

Nat was right, soon Steve came back to the hospital, he had a hoodie, he was acting like he didn't want to be recognized. He pushed the girls into a room and pinned Natasha against a wall. ''Where is it?'' he questioned, ''Safe.'' Nat replied, ''It better.'' Steve was angry. ''Where did you get it? I'm sure Fury gave it to you but why?'' Y/N was watching them argue, ''I know who killed Fury.'' Natasha said which made Y/N get close to them. ''Most of the Intelligence Community doesn't believe he exists, the ones that do call him The Winter Soldier. He is credited with over two dozen assassinations over the last 50 years.'' Nat said looking at them, ''So he is a ghost story?'' Y/N asked. ''5 years ago I was escorting a nuclear engineer, we lost control and went straight over a cliff. I pulled us out, but the Winter Soldier was there, I was covering my engineer so he shot him straight through me. Soviet slug, no rifling.'' Nat explained and showed her scar on her belly. ''Guys, I don't want to alarm you but last night I thought I saw someone behind the trees watching my house, today as I was getting into my car I saw him again. Could it be the Winter Soldier?'' Y/N told them silently, Steve could see how worried she was, ''Maybe. Let's find out what the ghost wants. Y/N you go back to your house and lock the doors. It would attract attention if 3 of us dissapeared.'' Y/N didn't want to attract attention so she agreed, as she was leaving Steve hold her arm, ''Be safe. I'll call you soon.'' Y/N gave him a small smile and left the hospital.

 After taking down Nick Fury, Bucky's next mission was to send a message to a woman. Alexander Pierce ordered him to watch Y/N Y/L/N for days and see what she was up to. Bucky watched at a distance, she usually hang out at her place and sometimes she went out for shopping, she seemed really into gardening too. Pierce gave him an envelope to give her and he was at her house, sitting in the kitchen. It was strange because her scent was everywhere and it triggered something in him, like he knew this smell from somewhere. He heared her park her car and walk to the porch, she got inside and locked the door. She turned on all the lights and walked to the kitchen and saw a man sitting on a chair. Y/N froze for a second, he had a metal arm just like Steve said, ''The Winter Soldier...'' she whispered. She remembered there was a gun under her sink and she grabbed it, Winter Soldier was quick, he was pointing a gun at her. ''What do you want?!'' Y/N asked, he had a black solider gear, a black metal mask which covered his entire face except his piercing blue eyes. His hair was long and dark, he showed her the the envolope on the table. She slowly got close and took it, it said nothing on the outside, ''Who sent this?'' she asked. ''Hail Hydra!'' The man replied, Y/N had enough with Hydra and it's bullshit and she snapped, she started to shoot at him and took cover behind the kitchen island. Winter Soldier blocked the bullets with his metal arm, and he started to walk towards her. She was all out, threw the gun to her side and attacked him. Punched him several times but he was protected by the black mask he had on, he grabbed her wrist, turned her around, now her back was pressed to his hard chest. Y/N swang her left leg and hit his head, he backed away, however it's wasn't hard enough to knock him unconscious. He attacked back, she blocked his heavy metal punch which almost landed on her stomach, unfortunately she was out of practice, it had been a while since she had a close combat so the Winter Soldier took advantage of that and grabbed her by the throat. Y/N hooked her legs around his waist and he pushed her on the kitchen island, everything fell to the ground, he wasn't squeezing to kill her but the pressure was too much for her. Winter Soldier remembered his mission, it was only giving the letter and leaving but this one was a fighter. ''Don't kill her.'' Pierce told him specifically. Y/N held his cold silver arm with both hands, she was trying hard to get away, for a second something happened to him. A distant memory came to his mind like a strike of lightning; He was in a bed, covered in sweat and under him there was a beautiful girl, they were moving in a slow rhythm, his hand were on her throat, squeezing carefully and she was enjoying it. Her head went back to the pillow, and Bucky bit her chin, when she looked back at him with Y/E/C eyes he realized the girl had the same face with the one he was fighting right now. 

His grip loosened and Y/N got away coughing hard. ''Who is she?'' 

She paced away from him, he was just standing there, looked like he was in shock. ''Leave my house or I'll kill you!'' Y/N managed to say and sat on a chair close to her. He was still trying to understand but the only thing he knew was that he didn't want to hurt her anymore, so he left silently from the kitchen door. Y/N was shaking, she had to admit she missed the thrill of a fight, she picked up the envelope which was on the floor among discarded breakfast cereal.

             ''Join us when you still can. We know where you live, don't try to hide because we'll find you. Join the wining side. Hail Hydra!''

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Heyy! I absolutely love your writing and mow I finally managed the courage to request something.

Could you maybe write about a dinner party at Hannibals with the typical candidates(Jack, Will etc.) and the reader is Hannibals patient with anxiety of meeting new people and only music can calm them down, and later it could maybe end up with a skip to the future where Hannibal and reader talk about that, while holding their first child, because that is the day they fell in love with each other?

I know an oddly specific request haha but I think that'd be cute!^^ thank you in regards for reading this <3

A/N; Thank you so much for this request, i enjoyed it. Sorry for any typos.

Words; 896

Dr. Hannibal Lecter had been getting ready for his well known and admired dinner party for the last week. It was going to be a grand party where most of the rooms of his château like house would be open for his guests. The number of guests were 20, including you. His patient and recently close friend. Before you, Hannibal had never thought of inviting his patient to his house let alone a lavish dinner party but you charmed your way in. The reason why you were getting treatments from him was because you had anxiety of meeting new people. All your life you thought you were an introvert, you had small circle of friends but the recent years that circle vanished due to the fact that your friends either moved away or got married so you have came to the conclusion that you weren’t introvert, you had severe anxiety whenever you met or introduced to a new person. You heard Doctor Lecter’s reputation a while ago. He was a genius in his field and also in other things, when you realized that you needed to overcome this anxiety you knocked on his door and the rest is history. It was a struggle though, he pushed you to be more public, going out, making a small conversation with the barista or shop assistant… but you were making progress and he figured out that what made you calm was classical music, he made you a playlist on Spotify, your favorite was Hildegard von Bingen.

When Hannibal handed you a small envelope you were sitting on the comfortable armchair in his office, you session had just ended. It was an invitation to his dinner party, you felt honored. He insisted upon it, said it would be a great experiment on your progress.

Here you were in your black dress and high heels, it was a cold Baltimore night so you were wearing your thick coat. As you knocked on the dark wooden door you wanted to run away, you didn’t want to be rude or disappoint him so something made you stand tall. He answered, he had a small smile when he saw you, looking sharp and dangerously handsome in his suit. ‘’It is lovely to see you Y/N.’’ he said warmly, allowing you to step inside. You could hear soft melody coming from a distance, he took your coat, ‘’Thank you Doctor.’’ You managed to say while your gaze lingering on his plump lips which didn’t go unnoticed. ‘’Please.’’ He put his hand on the small of your back and guided you to the grand living room, it was crowded, you could see he invited his colleges because everyone looked important and elite. The melody was low enough to hear one another’s conversations but still it was there and it made you calm. Doctor Lecter didn’t let go of you, even though his touch was gentle yet it was subtle, it sent electricity to your entire body. You didn’t understand what he was doing until he made you walk to a group of men. ‘’Greetings everyone.’’ He, as a dominant man started the conversation. ‘’May I introduce you to my-‘’ he paused for a second, he couldn’t say ‘’patient’’ that would be odd, ‘’dear friend.’’ And then he introduced Jack Crawford, Will Graham and other FBI agents.

It was a strange night for you because you never got triggered, you were completely calm. That night was the beginning of your new life.

Years Later

Hannibal helped you walk into the house, you were tired from your labor however he was managing fine. Supporting you with his one hand and holding your new born with the other. Together you walked into the grand living room, he helped you sat down and relax, ‘’I’ll make some relaxing tea for you darling.’’ He said and before he left he kissed your forehead and whispered ‘’You did great.’’

You picked your new born from the carrier, tiny little creature felt so fragile in your arms. This was your first child and you knew that deep down you and Hannibal would want more. ‘’Hi baby, welcome home.’’ You whispered, the baby was sleeping and you remembered the night it all began…

At that dinner party when everyone left you helped Hannibal and he opened up to you. He said he fancied you and would like to see you as his partner and you gladly accepted, you felt even superior to land such a man like him. And now years later you were holding his child in your arms, Hannibal came back with a silver tray, that’s what you loved about him the most. He did extra things to show his love and he loved putting extra thought into things, the silver tray had 2 porcelain tea cups that looked like they were from Victorian times, he also brought your favorite dessert too. ‘’Thank you my love. You’re so thoughtful.’’ He liked affirmations like these and you weren’t shy to give them to him. ‘’Anything for my Queen.’’ He kissed your hand and sat next to you, poured you a cup. He caught you smiling to yourself, ‘’What is it my love?’’

‘’Remember that dinner party, years ago where you confessed your love for me.’’ He smiled and nodded, ‘’I almost cancelled.’’ Hannibal looked into your beautiful eyes, and together you started laughing.

Neck Kisses

From the kiss prompt list, I'd like to request #14 with Pedro Pascal please @na-nou83​

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Pedro Pascal X Reader

Warnings; None. FLUFF :D

A/N: Thank you for the request, sorry for any typos, enjoy! 

You were in the kitchen cooking Pedro’s most favorite food, he had a hard week and you think he deserves to be spoiled a little. You were listening a song from 40’s, swaying your hips and minding your business and you didn’t hear the door opening. Pedro was home, you guys were living together for few months and he wished he asked you earlier because coming home to see you there made him feel safe and loved. He was silent, standing at the threshold, he leaned on his left, arms crossed just watching you cook and sway to the music. It seemed that you didn’t realize he was there so he sneaked up on you and hugged you from behind. You jumped, ‘’Pedro! Shit, you scared me Señor!’’ he chuckled, ‘’I’m sorry mi amor. What you making?’’

 He made you turn and look at him, your hands went to his shoulders, ‘’Your favorite. After we have dinner I thought we could just relax and watch some Netflix. What do you think?’’ you traced the dark circles under his eyes lightly with the tips of your fingers. He looked tired. 

 ‘’Querido, you think of everything.’’ He leaned in and kissed your neck softly, you giggled because his mustache burnt your skin and left a hot feeling, his eyes were closed and he was inhaling your sweet scent.  He always loved kissing your neck and hearing you giggle, he did it on purpose. He had a smile on his lips, as warm as the summer breeze, you could feel his smile on your skin. He kissed the other side of your neck as well, nuzzled his nose, taking her scent fully. 

It felt like home, he was your home and you were his.

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Coffee Shop

Summary; As a university student in London you were just trying to get to know the city, the beautiful places etc. and a certain gentleman caught your eye.

Warnings; None

Words; 1.125

A/N; Hi guys! Sorry for any typos, hope you have a wonderful day. The gif isn't mine. I'm loving the series so far, I hope to hear your thoughts. xxx

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(the gif is Tom's face while he is listening to you)

Chapter Five, the same day

He gracefully settled, his hands were holding his tea cup, first thing you realized was how big his hands are and you remembered something your gay bestie said about man with large hands, you blushed. ''I thought maybe..'' Tom stopped, he is usually good with words and first impressions but right now.. he found himself lost for words. ''Sorry, allow me to start over,'' he extended his big hand ''I2m Tom.'' you took his hand, it was warm, and smooth. ''Y/N, nice to meet you.'' He noticed your American accent and raised his golden eyebrow in a questioning manner. ''Pleasure is all mine. I assume you're from America.'' He noticed how soft your hand is, he liked it. ''Yes, I used to live in NewYork, came here for college, just few months ago.'' you shortly explained.

''New York? I did a play in there. The city life was something else.'' He chuckled more to himself, you smiled at his blushed cheeks. His face seemed familiar to you, like you saw him somewhere before, ''I'm sorry but you look so familiar... maybe I watched your play, what was it called?''

Tom's theory of you being a fan was false then, however it was good because now he could express himself more freely. ''Betrayal by Harold Pinter.''

''I haven't seen that one but I've read it myself. What was your part?'' you noticed the spark of light in his ocean eyes when you asked him about his job, you made a mental note. ''Robert. We played at Jacob's Theatre, I've read the play when I was a student but to be a part of it years later... I cannot describe how happy I was.'' He looked like a little boy talking about his favorite toy. You loved it.

''In Pinter's world life is a battle,'' you said pushing your notebook aside, ''between men but in Betrayal its 2 men over 1 woman. There are relatable themes about the play, that's why I loved it.'' you finished, he had an expression on his face you couldn't quite place but he looked like he was pleased to hear what you said about the play. You are a smart woman after all.

Talking about plays, theatre, Shakespeare etc. it seemed like it had been only five minutes but when you looked outside oh boy, it was getting late. ''Good Lord,'' Tom expressed exhaling, ''We've been talking for hours. I apologies if I kept you from studying.'' he looked cute when he is nervos. ''No, no not at all. I always choose a good conversation over studying. Plus... I wasn't studying, I was on a job hunt.''

''How did it go?'' He seemed interested, ''Not good, I applied to few places online.'' You looked outside again to change the subject, ''I'm sorry Tom but I have to go. I have classes early tomorrow. I must admit, I loved talking to you.'' you saw his pale face blush deeply, he was a gentleman. He helped you carry your backpack, paid the bill, you refused and wanted to give the money to him but he declined, said you already paid with a friendly and deep conversation. Now you were outside of the coffee shop, it was damn cold. ''I would like to walk with you to the tubs. If that is okay with you?'' You didn't expect that, you thought why not. ''Thank you Tom, you're too kind.''

As you both walked side by side your hand went inside the pocket of your jacket, the drawing was there. ''I enjoyed our talk very much.'' he said again, ''The feeling is mutual Tom, you didn't have to walk here with me though. It's so damn cold in this country.'' He laughed at your reaction, ''So I take it you don't like cold.''

''I hate it.'' You quickly responded which made him laugh again, ''This is nothing compared to the Viking lands.'' You gave him a puzzled look, ''Viking lands?'' you said sarcastically, this time you laughed. ''I hope you'll like London one day, must be different from home?''

''Yes, to be honest I didn't even unpack most of my boxes, its just.. doesn't feel like home, yet. Back at home I have my bestie, my family and friends but here, I have professors, a group of class mates and this random dude I've met from the café.'' You both laughed together, ''How do you like this guy so far, this random dude you've met?'' oh two can play this game Tommy, ''He is alright, I guess. So damn tall my neck hurts.'' on your way to the tubs you both made sarcastic comments about each other, laughed, chuckled and it felt like you were just old friends, you have noticed how comfortable you are at the moment. ''Maybe you need someone to make this city home.'' Tom's comment made you stop walking, ''Never thought about it that way, maybe you're right.'' Tom was testing waters, he didn't want a simple fling with you, you seemed to be a nice person, kind and with a little attitude, he geniuenly enjoyed your company and it wouldn2t hurt to have a new friend.

''This is me.'' you said pulling Tom from his deep thoughts, ''Please get home safely Y/N.'' before you left you held his arm, made him stop. He looked confused, ''I want to give you this. I never thanked you properly before, you know the cake and the earl grey tea.'' It was a folded yellow paper, ''Open it at home. See you soon Tom.''

When Tom got back home he sat on his kitchen stool and opened the paper you gave. It was just was he expected, the drawing. It wasn2t just him, you also drew Bobby, his dog too. He had a dreamy smile on his face, as he stood up to hang the drawing on the fridge he saw the small detail, you wrote your phone number in tiny digits, he had to wear his glasses to see the numbers. Was it too late to call you or text you? He was standing in front of his fridge, holding the drawing and trying to make a desicion. Did he really want a new friend or just something casual? He wasn't sure if he had time for you because in few weeks he had to fly to shoot the new Loki series and... you had no idea about him or his hectic life. It had been a while since he got into a relationship and he got frustrated with himself, it was too soon to think about such things but your smile ade him inhale deeply. You are an intelligent and beautiful woman and Tom would love to have you in his life.

Chapter 6

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