Love Thy Enemy

I’ve been thinking of one where Reader is a concubine of Paul, but she gets ignored because he has Chani & Irulan. Paul mainly has her around because she gets along with him, Chani, and Irulan and keeps the peace between them as a concubine and as a healer. He is possessive of her but doesn’t love her romantically, but reader wants to be loved and held. Then Feyd comes in-he gets injured-reader tends to him and he falls for her, but she doesn’t know what to do because she’s loyal to Paul and never had this type of attention before. Then Feyd becomes like her personal bodyguard & shenanigans ensue.

A/N: Omg this was in my drafts for so long. Thank you so much for the request I loved writing it. Hope you'll like it.

Warnings: Battle but not any detailed gore or depictions.

“Lord Paul expects his wife and his concubines. It is urgent.” You were chatting with Chani when one of the guards barged into the garden section of the palace, drinking spice coffee and talking about life was your favorite activity to do with her, she was a great friend to have. Whenever something important accured Pauld would request his partners at his side, his wife and Chani on his right and you were standing on his left.

Paul was sitting on his gold throne, the colorful windows at the ceiling casted rainbow lights on the marble floors of the throne room. He was dressed in Atreides colors, red and after his victory dark shade of green. Irulan was already there, Chani smiled at you kindly and took her place. Paul didn’t even notice you, he wasn’t a bad person, he took you in because you were an orphan and you had great skills. Especially healing, because at the Siech you helped your old Reverend Mother, she thought you many things. You stood in your space, facing the tall doors and waited. “Let him in.” Paul’s voice was heard and the tall heavy doors opened, you wondered about the person you were about to see. He must be important.

You saw a tall, bald headed man walk in with pride, his uniform was jet black, his combat boots made it sound like he was marching to war… or was he?

“Bow before your Emperor Paul Muadib Atreides.” Duncan Idaoh’s voice harsh voice echoed in the throne room. The bald man looked at Idaho and then Paul, and he fell on his knees. “Your message intrigued me.” Paul began which made the man look up at him, “Rise and explain your scheme, Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen.” He finished and you felt your heart burn in fire, “A Harkonnen?!” You thought, they were the reason you were an orphan, they were the reason why your people suffered for years. Your hands were in fists you had to be calm. Your harsh gaze found his already staring blue eyes, his eyes were originally blue not because of the spice. His eyes trailed a path on your body and found your face, you were wearing a tight orange dress, your long hair loose, you had golden bracelets on your arms. You didn’t flinch from his stare, in fact, you stared back into his eyes with primal fury in your soul. His gaze turned back to Paul, ''I have interesting news about my uncle and I thought you might like to hear and make an alliance.. so to speak.'' his raspy voice sent shivers to your body, so dominant and cold. Paul didn’t say anything, just let him speak.

“Baron Vladimir Harkonnen has been gathering troops from Salusa Secundus.”

Duncon Idaho whispered but enough for you to hear, “Old Emperor’s troops.”

“He is planning on attacking Arrakis in a few days.” He finished, staring at Paul with a smirk.

Paul regarded him suspiciously, “Why are you telling me this? He is your uncle after all.” He was right.

“I am tired of being Na-Baron of Giedi Prime, I desire to be it’s Baron and only ruler.” He confessed one of his deepest desires, Paul raised an eyebrow, “I would like to discuss this with my advisors. In the meantime you’re our guest. You shall have a second of the palace for yourself and servants to attend your every need.” Paul swiftly stood up from his throne, and walked down the stairs, his subjects including you following him. You never liked these situations where you had to follow him like a puppy. You wanted to stand next to him as his concubine. He was a nice man to you but it was obvious that his affections laid with Chani, not you and certainly not Irulan. You desired to be held by him, considered to be his equal but he discarded you so many times. His cold eyes never regarded you with… anything really. To him and others you were just a Fremen healer girl.

As you walked past Feyd-Rautha, he looked at you again, in a way all women wanted to be looked at… your trainings had told you so but you brushed his intense gaze off, kept your composure and walked past him gracefully.

Next day you were having breakfast at the gardens, the palace had gardens but the part you usually went was at the back. Not many people visited here so it was peaceful and calm. You were seated by the fountain which used to overflow with water but you made the servants cut the water. To you it was a waste of water and Arrakis was never kind to her residents whom regarded water as insignificant.

Over time you started to tend to the flowers and trees, ever since you became Muad’Dib’s you could access to knowledge of anything thanks to the lavish library. You started to learn about plants which you have never seen or heard before and slowly it became your passion. You were in your deep thoughts when a sudden cough attracted your attention, you turned to face the owner and it was him. Even though you didn’t want it you had to get up and bow respectfully, “My Na-Baron.” You greeted him. He was wearing a sleeveless tunic and satin, loose pants. His arms looking strong, up close he looked paler than usual. “What’s your name?” His direct question startled you. “Y/N. My Lord.” You said, still in shock.

“Your name is pretty as your face.”

You could feel your cheeks heat, it had been a long time since someone had complimented you.

He sat on the empty seat, “Sit.” He gestured for you to sit and you did. “Eat.” He said as he started to eat a fig from your plate. You continued eating, there was a silence, noticing his piercing blue gaze on you.

“What are you to him?” He was the one who broke the silence.

You understood what he meant, “I’m sure my Lord already knows.” You replied, didn’t want to say it.

Feyd smiled wickedly, was he playing a game?

“I do… but I want to be sure.”

You sighed before you spoke, “I am Paul Muad’Dib Atreides’s concubine.”

He scuffed in annoyance, “A concubine who doesn’t warm a bed isn’t truly a concubine.” His remark made you look up at him sharply, he was still smiling. How did he know that Paul never had you? Not even once…

“Our Muad’Dib-“ he cut you off, “He doesn’t care for you-“ he paused for a split second, “properly. Does he?” His tone carried something carnal. You couldn’t reply back to him for he was telling the truth.

“If you were mine you would be… looked after and taken care of.”

What was he trying to say to you?

You had heard so many horrible stories about him and how he treated the slaves he took to his bed or his servants in general. Most died in a few days. Thankfully you weren’t alone. You belonged to someone, even though he didn’t want you in that way.

''My Lord Na-Baron..'' you protested in shock, didn't know how to reply in a respectful manner and you saw the wicked smirk on his face. He got up from his chair, got a purple grape from your table and he leaned on the small table, you had no idea what was going on before it was too late. He made you open your mouth and eat the grape, the juice running from the corner of your lips, he wiped the juice with his thumb and licked it, ''Just saying.'' he said and left.

The rest of the day you couldn't eat anything or focuse on anyhting, even the servants around you had noticed but didn't dare to utter a word.

The second day he was on the palace you ran into him. You were walking to accompany Princess Irulan in her chambers, you had to bow when you saw him, ''Lord Na-Baron.'' you greeted him properly, you had no choice but your cheeks flushed with the memory of yesterday. He hummed in pleasure when he saw your cheeks, he had two bodguards wgiven him by Paul hismelf. Of course they were spying on him and reporting everyhting he did so he wanted to put on a show for him, ''Lady Y/N, how lovely to see you here.'' he began, his raspy voice wasn't something one could get used to, it sent electricity to her body, she nodded in return. ''May I accompany you to your destination?'' he offered extending his arm to you and you could not refuse a Na-Baron.

You took his arm and together headed to the section of Irulan's chambers, ''I cannot stop thinking about our conversation yesterday, I would love to talk to you more.'' he mentioned, making sure the bodyguards aka spies heard him correctly. ''I do love to entertain you with conversations Na-Baron but unfortunately I am very busy.'' you reached to Irulan's double doors, no men was allowed from here.

''I must attend to our Princes Irulan. I bid you good day.'' you said getting your arm back from him, he swiftly held your wrist and planted a kiss on the back of your palm, ''Till next time.''

You walked into Irulan's chambers dizzy.

The news of Feyd's interest in you have reached Paul's ears. He was in his study when his spies had explained the situation, was this a game or was he actually interested? Nonetheless you were his, his concubine. It was unacceptable. He specifically asked if you were also interested but his spies only said that you were respectful and didn't cross a line, he was glad to hear that your loaylty laid on him.

It was the 5th day of his arrival that he took things further, until today he kept teasing and impyling things to you but you were stubborn. Why did you insisted on belonging to someone who didn't take you? Or showed any interest at all. In these past 5 days all he had seen was that you followed Chani and Irulan like a lost cub, you hid behind the shadows but no longer. His plan was to tear you from the shadows and give you the spotlight you deserved.

As he was dwelling on these thoughts siren was heard, it was show time. He had told Paul that it was most likely for Baron to strike on the 5th day and he was right, he quickly wore his uniform which was given him by Paul himself, earlier today he was visited by him.

''I want you to lead the attack. I want Baron to see you in Atreides unfirom.'' he demaned and it was the perfect opportunity for Feyd, ''If I do so I might ask something in return.'' he replied as he was holding the dark green uniform with a golden Atreides badge on the left shoulder, ''You shall have your planet and rule it as it's Baron, as we have agreed.'' Paul pointed out the agreement, ''I know but I want something else too.''

Paul was intrigued, ''Which is?''

''Once I have won your battle for you I will reveal it. Do not fret.'' Feyd placed his hand on Paul's shoulder and gave a wicked smile. Paul didn't know what it was but if it was soemthing he could give then it was settled if he won the battle of course.

The battle took only few hours for Atreides soldiers ready and plannes have been made beforehand thanks to Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen. He led the troops to victory, as he fought his brother Rabban in a combat he got injured but he managed to defeate Glossu Rabban Harkonnen, by defeat Feyd took his head and put it on a spike and placed it on the battlefield, after that Atreides chanted their voictory shout. Baron was sent to prison along with remaining Sardaukar soldiers.

Feyd marhced the marble halls of the palace to the throne room, the doors opened for him, he heard Paul clap in victory, ''As you have said, Baron attacked on the 5th day and you have defeated him. Bravo Feyd.'' he greeted him with a smile, seated on his golden throne. Feyd was glad that he had audience, advisors, politicians and highly ranked soldiers.

His eyes found you, behind Irulan and next to Chani, and yet you had chosen to stand a step behind her. You wore jet black today, why? He loved the color on you and he couldn't wait to touch you. Your eyes also found him, he was covered in blood and you noticed that he got stabbed. Why was he here instead of getting treatment? He was a crazy man you were sure now.

Others had followed clapping, chanting in his name.

After the loud sounds died down Paul spoke, ''As I have promised, you shall have Giedi Prime and run it as its new Baron. I am sure our alliance will continue from generation to generation.'' he announced.

Feyd bowed on one knee, ''Emperor!'' he raised his head from his place, ''I have another wish too. A small and pretty one.''

''Oh, yes you have mentioned something earlier, pray tell.''

''I do not wish to run my planet alone. I want a woman by my side.'' he began which attract the entire ton's attentin.

''I want Lady Y/N by my side, as my wife.''

And everyone held their breaths, everyone in this room knew that you were an untouched concubine, his least favorite companion. However you were still Paul's. You were in shock, was he serious or joking? Harkonnens do tend to have a strange sense of humor. Chani held your hand and squezzed in reassuringly.

Paul Muad'dib's face was stoic, not giving any clue on how he felt or what was he about to say. His most rusted soldier and advisor was by his side, Duncon Idaho looked more stern than his Emperor.

''She is my concubine, as you know.'' Paul's voice was flati matter of factly.

There wasn't a single sound in the entire throne room, Feyd got to his feet, he could feel his open wound, throbbing softly but he didn't mind.

''Haven't I been generous?'' Paul said questioningly, ''You have your own planet to yourself now and no doubt high ladies in Giedi Prime would love to be your wife.'' Paul didn't understand Feyd's reasons behind this request.

''You are right, however I do not wish to have any of them. I only want Lady Y/N. In my time I have come to a realization that,'' he turn to the audience to gain their favor, ''she is the only one who could be my equal and represent my name with respect. Her loyalty is unmatched and If you let me,'' he turned back to Paul. ''I am going to take care of her and make sure she is comfortable till the day she closes her eyes to this galaxy.''

Your heart was beating at it's full capacity, was he telling the truth or was this just a game? It was true that these past days he was courting you and trying to get your attention but now it was serious.

The ton started to ramble, he heard whispers saying that

''He betrayed his uncle for god's sake''

''New Baron looks devoted''

''He won the battle in few hours''

Paul raised his hand to silence the crowd, ''Due to Feyd-Rautha's outstanding victory in the battle and his sacrifice of his family, I would love to give Lady Y/N to him, however..''

he looked around, testing the waters, ''It is for her to decide. It isn't my place.''

Paul was hopeing maybe you would stay, now that someone was interested in you he thought how beautiful you were... it was too late though.

Chani urged you to walk, you walked down the stairs of the throne and you bowed once you were below Paul. ''My Emperor, thank you so much for your protection over the years,'' she began, her body was calm but her mind was screaming at her ''What are you doing?''

''I believe I have served you enough. I would like to be on Baron Feyd-Rautha's side.'' once the words slipped her mouth there was no going back. She couldn't believe herself.

''Then it is settled. Congradulations.'' Paul announced with a sullen look but only Duncon could tell.

You turned and walk to Feyd quickly with the worry in your eyes, ''Let's take care of your wound my Baron.''

He liked it. ''My Baron.''

Back at his chambers you were stitching his sound on the side of his stomach in silence, the events of what happened still ringing in your ear. ''Why?'' he asked calmly, watching your sitting form, your hands quick and with his question you hurt him unintentionally of course. ''Sorry,'' you looked up, ''Why did you accept me?'' he asked directly.

You were silent for a few seconds, after you were finished with his wound you rubbed an oil to heal it quicker, his back was leaned on the couch, legs spread, you got up from the couch, placed your healing stuff back to the kit and turned to him, ''Because of you.''

He looked puzzled so you explained, ''You look like you would kill an entire nation if someone touched a strand of my hair. Paul could never give me that.''

It was true and it made Feyd smile to see that you understood how possessive and protective he was towards you.

He got up from the couch, walked to you and his hand went to your hair, he had never seen scuh beautiful color and length, he had wanted to touch your hair for so long and now he felt how soft the strands were, ''You and I, against the galaxy.'' he whispered as he leaned for a kiss.

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hii, I saw that the requests are open so I'll let my (many) thoughts, feel free to turn one of these, maybe all, in one shots!

Hannibal × R where R has a whole Morticia Addams aesthetic

Hannibal × R where they're on that friendly stage, Hannibal doesn't want a relationship cause he thinks his hobbies would be hard to hid from his lover, however he realises R is even more twisted than he is

Hannibal × R where R is a bit insecure cause she's not wealthy, never have been, yet Hannibal is interested in her and keeps pursuing her to go on a date

and last but not least

Hannibal × Brazilian! reader, just some fluffy cute shit

I'm so so sorry if I miswritten something, it's not my mother language, also feel free to turn these in smut, fluffy or angsty, I'd really like happy endings tho

hope you like the ideas!! I love your work 🤍

A/N: I AM BACK BABY! Thank you so much for this request. I hope you enjoy it and girlll English isn't my native tongue either. lol

Warnings; Mention of killings.

Hannibal Lecter wasn’t looking for a relationship, mostly because of his eccentric ‘’hobbies’’ that he wouldn’t be able to hide for so long… and how divine she was, he caught himself staring at her long black hair and shiny olive skin. His dark mind had already tried to find ways to make it work, he shook his head to come back to the reality. First of all she was his patient,  that was unethical and second… nothing came to his mind.

‘’How are you feeling today?’’ he asked as she made herself comfortable in his chair, yes his chair. They grew closer and closer and now she was in his chair, looking good.

She crossed her arms, her red lips were a line, no emotions or maybe trying to hide them.

‘’Good.’’ She replied dryly, Hannibal tsked, he leaned on the brown chair, ‘’I believe we both know each other for so long that it isn’t easy to trick and wise to do so.’’ His maroon eyes made her look up, she didn’t break the eye contact, ‘’Sorry,’’ she apologized and continued, ‘’I have nightmares recently.’’ Admitting to that made her feel like a burden lifted off of her shoulders.

He slowly sat on the table, he found himself being comfortable around her, ‘’May I ask what do you see in your nightmares?’’

She sighed, ‘’My drug addict family.’’

He knew about her story to begin with but every time it made him enrage. How could two people couldn’t take care of a child that they brought into this world?! She was strong though, she pulled herself out of that life, moved out, and now she was working and living her life and Hannibal wanted to give her more opportunities in this life. He wanted to travel with her, give her luxuries that she had only heard or watched on TV.  He stopped his train of thoughts, he had to remind himself  that he wasn’t looking for a relationship, even though it was hard to remind when she looked at him like that.

‘’Would you like to be more detailed?’’ he asked, curious to know more.

She sighed again, her head low, he reached to lift her head by her chin and made her look at him again, ‘’They aren’t here to hurt you Y/N, I assure you.’’ He had a feeling if someone tried to hurt her he would make that person disappear.

‘’Grandma had sent her delicious Acaraje, we’re on the kitchen table and dad knocks on the door, about to break it. And suddenly the delicious Acaraje turn ashes in my mouth.. Anyways things like that.’’ She shortly explained.

‘’I have never tried that food before.’’ He exclaimed, curious. Her eyes lit up, ‘’I have the recipe, I can make some, if you would like.’’

Hannibal’s plan was working, he was going to make Acaraje experience delightful to her again. They set a date, and the date came. She invited him to her home.

She opened the door in her long black dress, her long black hair looked lushes under the yellow lights of her house, ‘’Come in.’’ she calmly said, the inside smelled delicious.

She took his coat and hung it near, it was a small house but neat and clean. She was organized just like him. ‘’I brought wine.’’ He went to his basement to pick the wine that had the richest flavor and it was one of the oldest. ‘’Oh, thank you.’’

The food was ready, she had made side dishes as well, as a Brazilian woman she knew how to host and be hospitable. It was in her culture after all and she had a feeling her grandma would rise from death and beat her if she was hospitable to her guest.

Hannibal opened the wine and poured it into the glasses, they were seated, ‘’You have a cozy home.’’ He admitted, her red lips turned into a genuine smile, ‘’Thank you.’’ She blushed, she took pride in her small home that she had built brick by brick. It wasn’t easy to start over that’s why she had chosen Baltimore. A small and close-knit community.

They started eating and chatting, ‘’How was work?’’ she asked, she knew that he was also giving insights to the FBI about recent killings, she desperately wanted to get details. ‘’As you know I was with the FBI team today, they had discovered the second body which I already told them that it would be like this.. ‘’ he stopped and looked up to deduce her, ‘’I’m sorry I do not wish to make you lose your appetite.’’ And he was surprised to see a certain shine in her eyes, ‘’Please, I would like to learn more, I just… I love reading and searching about serial killer.’’ This was a now revelation, he didn’t know about this. ‘’Oh really?’’ he wasn’t sure at first, ‘’Yes. Don’t worry Doctor, I won’t tell a soul.’’

Hannibal began to explain the killings in detail, the motives etc. The more he explained the more she was intrigued, she was as wicked as he was. His dark mind spoke to him, ‘’See. She is just like us!’’

After tonight he knew that it wasn’t going to be easy saying away from this intelligent Brazilian woman who captured his attention. Y/N and Hannibal had this feeling that tonight was their first date and Hannibal had already made a plan for a second one, in Paris.

Death Note

Summary; Mello, Near and Y/N were childhood friends at Wammy’s House, years later Y/N and Mello get together and their feelings for one another emerge.

Warnings; None.

A/N; Thank you for liking. Sorry for any typos. Enjoy.

Chapter Two 

Y/N was holding her wrists, they were burning, ‘’Does it hurt?’’ Mello asked pointing her wrists, ‘’I can handle it. Thank you.’’ So many unsaid things stuck at their throats, ‘’Why are you here? Wasn’t Near enough for you?’’ Mello said, his voice spitting acid venom, Y/N rolled her eyes, ‘’Here we go again… Mello, you know I had to stay with him, he was attached to me. I couldn’t leave a child behind.’’ She crossed her legs, her black leather skirt lifted up a little, she had fishnet stockings, black high-heels, her burgundy velvet blouse showed some cleavage. It had been years and now this gorgeous woman was sitting across from Mello, his heart beat was rising with each second, he averted his blue gaze. ‘’Why are you here Y/N?’’ He asked as he took a bite from his sweet chocolate, he stopped, pulled of the silver cover of the chocolate bar, broke a piece and offered to her, like in the old days. ‘’Is this a peace offering?’’ She asked herself, she took it and put it in her mouth as she was looking into his river coloured eyes, his eyes went to her lips  and her eyes and then her lips again. ‘’My last case was a tough one, I was tracking a homocidal maniac who is a serial killer,’’ she unbuttoned her blouse and showed the scar on her chest, her skin was burnt and it almost resembled a heart shape. ‘’Near suggested I should leave his side and take sometime, he caught the killer as he was about to kill me. I don’t know how but one mistake almost caused me my life,’’ Mello was silently listening to her story, he knew she was telling the truth, his eyes showed compassion when he saw the burnt scar, also rage filled his eyes, how could someone do this to her?! She continued, ‘’I had nowhere to go, Matt told me where you stay so.. here I am.’’ Mello knelt again, he took of his leather glove and touched her scar, it was knew so it still hurt her, he pulled away when he heard her moan in pain. After all those years Mello had to admit he was happy to see her, instead of living alone she choose to come to him, she choose him as her shelter. ‘’Follow me.’’ Mello said sharply and they left the room, they walked some halls, there were men protecting the mafia boss, as they walked to the living room she saw the boss with five girls, he took a glance at her and winked, she was sure he wanted her but it was never going to happen. They left the living room and Mello took her to his bedroom. The king-sized bed’s blankets and sheet looked messy, he had a huge wardrobe, a door which opened to the luxurious bathroom, ‘’Sit.’’ He pointed the black velvet couch, she never liked being ordered around but when she was him reaching for the firstaid kit she sat down. He came with a metal tray, she took off her blouse, Mello for a second was distracted but pulled himself together and applied a lotion to her burnt side of her chest, ‘’What is the name of the man who did this to you?’’ he asked calmly, it was the calm before the storm she knew it. ‘’He is in prison don’t worry about it.’’

Mello gave her some clothes to wear, she used to wear his t-shirts back in Wammy’s House, he smiled at the memory, ‘’I have to say, you grew up to be a gorgeous woman.’’ He aid was he was washing his hands, giving her a space to change her clothes, ‘’Thank you Mello. Since we are confessing I should say that you are a handsome man, but yor eyes never changed, still the same rage lies beneath.’’

He chuckled and walked inside, she was standing there in his oversized death metal shirt, the shirt was coming to her knees so it looked like a dress, she still had the fishnet stockings. Her eye makeup was smudged but to Mello she was the most beautiful woman on this earth. ‘’What are you looking at?’’ She asked amused, Mello said nothing but took few steps, closed the gap between them and hugged her. After years this was their first hug, she could smell his sweet scent and burried her face on the crook of his neck, he closed his eyes and ejoyed the moment, they never wanted to let go but there was a knock on his door, ‘’Fuck!’’ he cursed under his breath, he lt go and opened the door, ‘’Boss wants to see you.’’ a man said. ‘’I’ll be there, leave.’’

He closed the door and laid his forehead on the cold wood, ‘’You just had to call for me right now!’’

Y/N hopped on his bed, ‘’You should go, I’ll be fine.’’ Mello looked at her, she was on his bed looking at him with an amused smirk. He was having a hard time, he just wanted to jump to the bed and never leave but he had to go. With a sudden move he left quickly.

Y/N giggled, she knew what she was doing, after some time she got bored and decided to leave, she wasn’t just here because she had no where to go she also wanted to lear about Mello’s business.  She was walking around and finally found them, Mello was sitting with a chocolate bar in his hand, legs opened wide, his boss was sitting at the other side of the white furniture,  there were girls in beautiful dresses and luxurious jewelery. She felt like a shadow, like no one paid attention to her except Mello. They were discussing ther business and death note, Mello was holding a notebook, men around her was looking at her with anger because all of them knew she put one of their friends inside. Mello looke like he was talking to someone, but where he was looking there was no one, ‘’Mello, are you okay?’’ she asked concerned. Mello smiled, ‘’Shinigami Sidoh wants to meet you. Here, touch the notebook.’’ Y/N was hearing stuff about death note but she never heard about a Shinigami. Y/N touched the notebook and a tall creature appeared before her eyes, she took a step back. ‘’What- what is this?’’ The creature smiled at her kindly, ‘’Hello, my name is Sidoh, I’m a Shinigami. Nice to meet you ma’am.’’ She tried to touch him but he was like air, couldn’t feel him. Sidoh explained how the system worked and after few days they bacame close friends.

‘’Sidoh seems to like me.’’ Y/N said as she was walkinf out side of the bathroom wrapped in a white towle, he hair was wet and sticking to her shoulders, Mello was in bed, she could see his chest, ‘’It’s not only Sidoh.’’ He said with a displeased tone, ‘’I know, your boss wants me for himself. No need to worry though, I don’t like him.’’ She found atowle to dry her hair, she wa standing in front of a tall mirror she could also see Mello. ‘’Who do you like?’’ Mello asked like a teenager, he rolled his eyes for asking that stupid question. Y/N was trying to cover the smile on her lips, ‘’I think you know.’’

Mello left the warm bed, it had been few days since Y/N was with him and he was respectfully keeping his distance because he didn’t want to make her feel uncomfortable, he was headed to the bathroom when Y/N stopped him by touching his arm gently, Mello turned to her, she was beautiful, intelligent and her smile alone made this place glow radiantly. ‘’I’ve missed you.’’ Y/N said, and leaned to his lips

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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.

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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.

writing ? More like, hawk tuah! 😂 haha, that’s just some of my classic humor. I have a horrific suicidal ideation inducing headache today. Just wanted to spread some joy. On the car ride to the Indianapolis airport with who I believe was your ? Aunt? Who’s to say. I discovered she truly is enthralled by your works. I mean ,, really got her going . Trust me I’d know. Do you like the state fair? I do. My favorite part is the one that goes all the way upside down. I can’t do that today bcuz my migraine hurts and also it is not there because it is not summer yet which (if you don’t know) is typically when they do those sorts of things. Maybe it’s different where you are 🤔? It’s beautiful hwo different everybody’s cultures are, from state fair to … I don’t know. Maybe how they place stamps on envelopes( those are the things you send letters in, typically) song Rec! Oh what a beautiful morning by Hugh Hackman. What are the chances we’re in the same continent at the same time? Wonderous! My favorite type of fruit is actually no fruit. I prefer a vegetable. Celery, if I’m feelin frisky ! Au revoir

Bro what??? Lol 😂😂😂 (laughing very hard) Lots of love from me! Stay safe and yeah! Bye! 💜

Shattered Pieces

Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Genre: Romance. Smut in the future. Angst.

Warnings: None.

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 3

They finally found her, she wasn't scared, she had nothing to lose because they already took everything from her. She took a pic of the letter from HYDRA and sent it to Nat and Steve. Steve called her from an unknown number, ''SHIELD started a man hunt for us, we can't ask their help. Come to the address I sent you. We made a plan.'' They couldn't talk the details over the phone so she left quickly. It was morning and the streets were getting crowded, Y/N parked her car somewhere and walked to the address. It was a regular American house, a black man opened the door, ''Were you followed?'' he asked leading her to the living room. ''No, I'm sure.'' She walked in and saw Steve and Natasha talking. ''Y/N what happened to you?'' She had a hand print on her neck and bruises on her face, the thing was that she couldn't use her healing powers on herself. ''You are not gonna like this, Winter Soldier was at my house.'' She told them everything, tall black man brought some ice for her, ''I'm Sam, Sam Wilson.'' they were using Sam's house to lay low, SHIELD was dirty and had HYDRA people in it. Steve told Y/N about Dr. Zola and his algorithm. Their plan was to kidnap SHIELD's officer in broad daylight. Sam offered his help, he was a pararescue in the army and he was the only one who could fly that metal wings. ''I can't ask you to do this Sam. You got out for a good reason.''  Steve as always didn't want anyone to get hurt. ''Captain America needs my help, there is no better reason to get back.'' Sam replied confidently, he was a nice man. ''I can help too.'' Y/N said Nat looked at her bruised face, ''If the Winter Soldier sees you again he'll kill you. Y/N.'' Natasha and Y/N became good friends over the year, Nat wasn't the warm one but she cared for the people she considered family. ''She can be the sniper to threaten officer Jasper Sitwell.'' Sam suggested, ''Alright.'' Steve said and they left the house together.

Thankfully Jasper Sitwell didn't disobey and told everything to Steve, Zola's Algorithm was designed to kill millions of people who were a threat to HYDRA, they put Jasper in a car, there wasn't enough room so Y/N got her own car, she was following them, on her right she had her sniper gun, Barrett M82 rifle. Out of nowhere the Winter Soldier showed up and blew her tires which caused her to crash her car, she hit hear head on the wheel, she had a head injury since she couldn't use her healing power on herself she blacked out.

Y/N woke up on a unfamiliar bed, ''Where am I?'' her head was hurting, she tried to get up, metal door was wide up. ''Hey there!'' She heard Steve, he was standing on the treshold. ''What happened?'' She sat on the bed and Steve came to sit with her. Y/N saw a water bottle on a wooden nightsand, ''You should drink your water first, we need to talk.'' Steve looked worried, ''Tell me.''  

 ''You hit your head and blacked out. Me, Nat and Sam fought Winter Soldier and his men. Y/N... I don't know how to say this but Bucky is alive.'' she dropped the bottle, water spilled on the floor. ''He is the Winter Soldier. Dr. Zola must have played with his mind, turned him into a killing machine. SHIELD caught us but Maria Hill helped us escape. This is Nick Fury's hide-out. Nick is also alive, he asked if you can heal him and Romanoff.'' Y/N couldn't believe him, her hands tightened into fists, ''He is alive... and he tried to kill me in my home, and on that bridge.'' her voice was a whisper, she was talking to herself but Steve heard clearly. ''Let's go to the meeting room, Nick came up with a plan.'' Steve helped her get up, he could see how confused and sad she was. They walked a long hall and entered a big room. Nick was sitting at the end of the table, Nat was close to him, she was holding her shoulder and she looked in pain. ''Let me help you.'' Y/N said and placed her hand on Nat's shoulder and few seconds later she was fine. ''Need my help Fury?'' He was a man who didn't like getting help but he was in pain. ''Only internal damage we don't have much time.'' Fury said, Y/N healde his internal pain.

The Winter Soldier was sitting on a chair, a man in a white suit was fixing the damage on his metal arm. There were machines around him, with the sudden thought of that girl he pushed the man away. All guards pointed their guns at him but he didn't care, they were in a bank's secret underground room. Alexander Pierce came with his men, ''Mission report.'' he ordered but Winter Soldier was too busy thinking of what happened today, the blond man called him ''Bucky'' , ''Mission report!'' Pierce's voice was coming from a distance, he remembered the girl, he made her crush her car. He started to remember things but Pierce didn't have time so he slapped him. ''The man on the bridge, I knew him. The woman you sent me after, I knew her too. Who are they?'' He asked confused, ''Your work has been a gift to mankind, you shaped the century. I need you to do it one more time.'' Alexander Pierce didn't answer his question. ''But I knew them.'' He insisted, his vision got blurry, a warm tear draw a straight line on his cheek, all he felt was pain, ''Wipe him and start over.'' Alexander said coldly, now Winter Soldier was pushed back on his chair, they put a machine on his head and started the process.

Nick Fury was holding a picture of Pierce when he was young, ''This man declined the Nobel Peace Prize, he said peace wasn't an achievement, it was a responsibility.'' he threw the paper on the table, ''See, stuff like that gives me trust issues.''Alexander Pierce and Nick were friends back in the day. ''We have to stop the launch.'' Natasha Romanoff said as always down to business. Now Nick and Captain America were arguing, and Steve brought the situation with Bucky, Y/N's heart sank to her chest. ''Look, I didn't know about Barnes.'' Nick replied, trying to calm Steve, ''Even if you had known.. would you told me? Would you even care to tell it to us?'' eyes were on Y/N, most of them didn't know the love affair Y/N and Bucky had, but she told Nat a year ago.

Next morning they all dressed up, Steve stole his old uniform from the museum, Sam was give a pair of wings, Natasha had a high-tech shapeshifting device. Y/N and Maria had agent uniforms, Steve and Sam were fighting in the field, Y/N was covering Maria because she took over the computers. 2 flashdrivers were inserted ,nto 2 helicarries, ''Two down one to go.''  Y/N said to Cap through the device on their ears, but the Winter Soldier showed up, he was expected to. He broke Sam's wings, Y/N was helping Maria and she heard Steve talking to bucky, ''People are gonna die Buck, I can't let that happen.'' Last night Y/N looked to the stars and made a promise, after this if Bucky was still alive she was going to make him remember them. She knew in her heart that Bucky would never give up on her. ''Please don't make me do this.'' Steve said desperately.

      Finally they took down the Zola's Algorithm but the helicarrie which Steve and Bucky were in under attack and they were going to crash to the lake. ''I'm going to the lake Maria, don't come after me!'' Y/N had hope that they were still alive, she couldn't handle losing them again, she reloaded her guns and took off. When she arrived she couldn't believe her eyes, Bucky was alive and he was dragging Steve out of the water, he saw her standing. ''You saved him.'' Y/N said smiling, strand of thick black hair, still wet fell across his deep blue eyes. He dropped Steve, Y/N slowly got close to him. ''Do you remember me Buck?'' She asked daring to hope, ''You are the woman I delivered a letter.'' he replied like he was reporting a mission. ''I'm more than that. You saved Steve because you know who he is, he is your bestfriend. At my house you didn't kill me because you remembered who I am.'' now she was right in front of him. She reached to cup his wet cheeks, it was something she missed, ''Please say something.'' he didn't know what to do or to say, a beautiful woman was crying and begging for him to speak. He held her hands, looked into her eyes, he felt a warm thing spreading in his chest. ''All I know is that you are someone I used to know. I need time to remember who I am, don't follow me. I'm no good for you.'' He said and turned to leave, Y/N held his arm, it was the flesh one and after all these years it felt good to feel his warm skin. ''It doesn't matter where you go Sergeant James Buchanan Barnes, I will always find you.''

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Hi, please don't judge me (or please do because I should probably go get help at this point lol) but may I dare to request a Le Chiffre fic where fem!reader is also a boss of a mafia that has a deal with Le Chiffre? fem!reader is supposed to give him weapons(idk) and he's supposed to give her money, but the deal goes south because of MI6 and James Bond. I'm all in for angst, non-con, kidnapping, smut, noir, anything. Love you!!!! 😘

A/N: Hi babes! Sorry for keeping you waiting but I was going through some shit. You know, break up, plotting his death etc. Enjoy!

Y/N’s car was heading to the abandoned warehouse where she was running her illegal trade. It was in the forest, covered by the tall trees so the government couldn’t track her down. No one suspected anything for years, it wasn’t easy at first, she had to claw her way out of her past life and now she made a name for herself. They were calling her ‘’Baroness’’…

No one knew her origin story because she got rid of every single person except him..

Mr. Le Chiffre was untouchable, a skilled man with a mind of a fox, he never believed in luck so he was always guarded and armed. To her surprise the first time she had to introduce herself to the ‘’business’’ world formally Mr. Le Chiffre was there too and he pretended like he didn’t know who she was. As her eyes were gazing outside the car’s window her mind went back to the meeting, it took place 2 years ago.

-flashback-

Y/N’s assistant had arranged the meeting, once a month the most important people in gun and drug trades got together to discuss business, offer new deals and hang out. She had to work her ass off for almost 5 years to get an invitation to the event. 

Her dress was black which was shimmering with tiny diamonds, she threw her white fur over her slender shoulders, she wore a pair of black lacy gloves up to her elbows, black high-heels and bold red lipstick. Her hair was in a sleek updo, pearl earrings and a pearl necklace adorned her smooth skin. As she walked to the gates of the castle ‘’ San Giovanni’’ in Montenegro she felt powerful for the first time. Every month the organizer of this event would choose a palace or a castle to entertain the guest, this month the event took place in Montenegro, next month who knew..

When the security asked her name at the gates of the castle she froze for a second and answered in confidence; ‘’The Baroness’’ and they let her pass.

She was escorted to the castle’s living room at first, the dinner was going to be served in 20 minutes so she still had time to mingle and make connections, when she entered the room she could smell the expensive tobacco and wine. Most men came with their wives or mistresses, she could also see elderly women who were in this business for decades. She wondered if she would see herself in here as an old lady one day… this life was unpredictable and any moment you could die. A man in his late 50s recognized her, he did business with her few months ago, she supplied him ammo. ‘’You’re a sight for sore eyes my lady.’’ He said with his Italian accent and she extended her hand for him to kiss, she could sense that the other guests were silently observing them, ‘’Greetings Mr. Bianchi, lovely to see you here.’’ She politely smiled at him. He was a handsome man and maybe an alliance could get her a lifelong spot for her… ‘’Please.’’ He said placing his hand on the small of her back to guide her to a group of guests. As they approach to the group she could feel her heart beating at her throat because he was there.. stading proud and tall, one hand in his black suit’s pocket with the other he was holding his scotch. When the group noticed her and Mr. Bianchi they turned to them, ‘’Gentlemen, may I introduce my business partner, the Baroness..’’ he announced her to the group but her eyes were only focused on his.. she never thought she would see him again because the last time she ehard that le Chiffre was playing solo. ‘’Good evening gentlemen.’’ She had to come to her senses, she greeted them and smiled kindly, one by one they introduced themselves to her, she was praying to the gods above and below that Le Chiffre wouldn’t say anything about her and for the first time in her life the Gods heard her prayer. He extended his hand to her, he was much taller than her as she remembered so she had to look up to meet his predatory gaze, his left eye was damaged so it was grey, the other one was a maroon color. The eyes she adored years ago…

‘’Le Chiffre, pleasure to meet you.’’ Her hand went to shook his but he gently kissed the back of it. ‘’The pleasure is all mine Mr. Le Chiffre.’’ She replied but the coldness of her tone didn’t go unnoticed by the others. After meeting everyone she answered their questions about her business, they seemed pleased and wanted to make deals for the near future.

Le Chiffre excused himself in the mean time, although she desperately wanted to know where he went she had to keep her mouth shut.  Soon the servants came to take the guests to the dining hall for dinner. On the tables there were small papers which their names were written. She found her name and sat, now knowing who would sit next to her and soon it unraveled. Le Chiffre cleared his  throat and sat next to her. Y/N’s head snapped at him in shock, who was responsible of this seating must have made a grave mistake. As everyone sat the first course which is a French soup was served, ‘’Did you added this French soup on the list or was it a coincidence Mr. Le Chiffre?’’ she asked sarcastically, not looking at him. She heard his chuckle, ‘’What a coincidence indeed Ms.Y/L/N.’’ he took a sip from it and also she did, ‘’I assume us sitting next to each other is also a coincidence.’’ A thought came to her, would he arrange this secretly? She was still focused on the soup, ‘’If you are insinuating that I have a part in this then you must be paranoid.’’ He said sarcastically but if she knew him just a little bit he would do this to mess with her. ‘’Just saying..’’ she shrugged her shoulders, the soup was delicious, just like the one she used to eat at Le Chiffre’s house. Y/N’s mother used to work for the Le Chiffre family for years, she was a chef and Y/N used to visit her often, that’s how they met. Things had escalated after their first kiss at the basement….

‘’Your mother’s cooking was the best.’’ He said, turning to her which made her look at him. ‘’My condolences, I have never had the chance to tell you how sorry I am. She was a nice woman, didn’t deserve to die like this.’’ Y/N could tell that he was sincere, she also knew how much her mother loved him as a son. ‘’Thank you,’’ she managed to say, swallowing the lump on her throat, ‘’It means a lot to me.’’ Because they never had this conversation when her mother died.. ‘’Y/N, I never could tell you how much-‘’ his speech was interrupted by one of the guests in front of them, even though he was annoyed he couldn’t show but Y/N knew Le Chiffre never liked being interrupted.

During the dinner she answered the questions she was asked and also she was an active listener. She had to be if she wanted a permanent spot here. After the dinner guests were guided to a room to play poker, pool or dance but she found Le Chiffre, his hand on the small of her back, ‘’I would love to show you the beautiful library.’’ He was being formal so that no one would suspect a thing, ‘’Library?’’ even though her eyes lit up she turned to object but he spoke, ‘’You look like a woman who enjoys reading, please allow me to guide you.’’ He quickly made them go to the left side to the wooden stairs, ‘’What are you doing?!’’ she whispered angrily, ‘’Trust me.’’ He sounded worried, they walked the halls which held beautiful portraits of the royal families, the expensive carpets under her feet felt soft even though she had shoes. He literally threw her inside the library and lock the door. ‘’What is wrong w-‘’ and he pulled her for a passionate kiss.

Her whole world stopped in that exact moment, it had been so long since she felt his plump lips against hers, so long since she felt his warm embrace. Yes, to the outside world he was a dangerous man but to her he had been nothing but kind, compassionate until…. Until his family separated them cruelly. She was the daughter of a servant and he was the heir of his family…

He backed her against the large book case, didn’t care when few books dropped to the floor, for years he had search for her. He was about to give up his search but when he started to hear some knew about a young woman in her description getting more and more infamous in gun trade he knew it was her. She was the only reason why Le Chiffre came here tonight, he cancelled an important deal just to be here to see her in all of her glory. ‘’We,’’ he started to speak between the kisses, ‘’need to’’, his hands were like crazy, ‘’get out.’’ He palmed her breasts and she inhaled sharply, she could feel his erect member, and to be honest she had been soaking wet since the second she saw her tonight. ‘’Why?’’ she pulled back, he red lips were gone, she giggled when she had to rub her fingers on his now red lips, ‘’Some of the servants here work for MI6.’’ With that she went pale, she had been extra careful for so many times that she became expert on hiding but now that they were so close to a threat she didn’t know what to do. ‘’Don’t worry,’’ he said palming her cheeks he could see that she was getting scared, ‘’I’ll protect you.’’ Words he had promised before… ‘’Why should I believe you?!’’ she clapped back, breathing heavily. ‘’I know I have failed you before,’’ he hated himself for what happened years ago. ‘’but I am not going to lose you again.’’ They started to hear gun shots from downstairs, she looked at him in shock, ‘’I have informed my guys before we came here, follow me.’’ He grabbed Y/N’s hand and they walked to the large window, Le Chiffre’s men brought his car, ‘’It isn’t too high, we can jump on the bushes and run to my car.’’ He opened the window and turned to her, ‘’Do you trust me Y/N?’’ she looked at the now open window and then him, his left eye was bleeding, it broke her heart but she gathered her courage and held his hand.

Together they jumped and, she had few scratches and bruises but she couldn’t feel any pain because of the adrenalin. Hand in hand they ran to the car, people’s screams and gun shots could still be heard. ‘’Conduire!’’ he ordered his man on the driving seat, at the front his other man was holding a gun just in case and they were at the back. Y/N found herself pressed against him and his hands were wrapped around him. He kissed her head, ‘’Shh, I am here now. Everything is going to be alright.’’

Thank you for reading. :)

Hiii I wanted to ask if you can do like a sexting story between hannibal and reader where they met online or are in a long distance relationship and reader is desperate for him? If you feel comfortable with that! :)

A/N: Hi!!! Sorry to keep you waiting, I'm getting to the requests one by one. I enjoyed writing this and I hope you guys will enjoy reading it. Lots of love. xxx

Warnings; Sexting!

“Why did I even decide to take on the position in the first place?!” She said complaining to her boyfriend on the phone. Hannibal sighed, “Because you’re a brilliant woman who is a professor and your skills are needed in Italy’s most prestigious university.” He reminded her which made her smile, he loved giving her compliments and she loved receiving. “Thank you darling. I just… I miss you so much.” She confessed sadly, dropping herself on the bed of her rental. Hannibal noticed the change in her voice, he wanted to just drop everything and get a ticket but he had responsibilities in Baltimore, Maryland. He had patients to attend and also he was helping the FBI. “How was your day?” She asked, due to the tme difference which was 5 hours they had different daly routines. Hannibal started to tell her about his day, As you know I had my patient Mason Verger.” She could sense that Hannibal didn’t like his patient, “He is rich so.. use him.” She commented which earned a chuckle from him. “When in doubt eat the rich.” He replied back and made her laugh. She loved hearing his calm and direct voice, she was laying on the bed, missing the one she shared with her boyfriend. “Later, I had to join a meeting at the FBI Quarters you know, there is a new serial killer.” As he was telling her his day Y/N had an idea. It had been so long since they had been together and she was desperate for him, his touch, his voice…

Her hand started to travel to her breast, squeezing and playing with it under her shirt, she hummed silently over the phone which went unnoticed by him, and then her hand travelled down to her shorts, she got rid of them quickly. “Can you give me more details honey?” She asked softly, she was the only one Hannibal shared these things with so he obliged.

Well, we know that he is a male in his middle ages, white, most likely belongs to a wealthy family.” He said, Hannibal was in his study room at home, his Ipad open and going over the details, “Why do you think so?” She asked curiously her hand went to her already dripping core. “His killings are in very luxurious and high societal places, the last one was at the opera house. He thinks he can get away with, I believe he has done this so many times and thanks to his family connections and money he didn’t get caught..” her fingers were soaked, she gently rubbed herself, she was amazed that even his voice could get her this wet and ready, she inserted a finger and couldn’t keep her mouth shut. There was a pause on Hannibal’s side, and after a few seconds of silence he spoke, “Did you just moan?” He could feel his member waking up. “What if I did?” She teased.

''You naught girl..'' he teased with a low growl, his breath sent shiver down her spine, Hannibal got excited that his beloved got aroused by talking about murder, could that mean that he could reveal his true color? Only time would tell. His hand went to his rock hard cock, rubbing himself trhough the fabric of his pants, ''Were you touching yourself like a whore when I was telling you about the recent killings?'' he asked slowly, ''Yes, yes I was..'' she admitted, ''How wet are you?'' he asked keep rubbing himself, ''Wanna see?'' she teased.

''I would love to see how wet I got you sweetheart.'' he teased back, this was the first time they had to do something like this and it was new for both of them, however, Hannibal liked the thrill of it.

Y/N sent a picture of her wet folds, ''That much.'' she said as the photo was sent. Hannibal exhaled sharply, ''Darling, you're killing me overe here.'' and he pulled down his pants and boxers to free himself, and he took a picture of his hard cock, sent it to her. ''Someone missed you.'' he said, ''I've missed both of you too.'' she said when she saw how hard he was.

''Wait..'' Hannibal said and hung up the phone which made her whine in annoyance, did he have to do something important? As she was thinkinh Hannibal FaceTimed her. She answered eagerly, ''That's better, now I can see your pretty face and pretty cunt.'' she loved it when he spoke dirty to her, to see a highly respected psyciatrist to use such words got her even wetter because she was the only one who got to experience that behind closed doors. Hannibal was hers and hers only.

She placed the phone in an angle where he could see her open legs and wet folds.

''That's my girl, touch yourself for me sweetheart.''

She complied, touching her self, ''Now insert a finger.'' he loved the way she put on a show for him. To see her wet cunt and to hear the wet sounds and her citten like whimpers made him spit on his palm and stroke himself, ''I wish I was there..'' he found himself whisper and she heard him. ''Wish you were here, touching me..'' her soft voice and wimpers made him stroke himself harder and faster, ''Insert another one.'' he ordered with a harsh and impatient tone, she followed his command. As she inserted a second finger she screamed in pleasure, ''That's it love, that's it, keep going for me..''

His encouraging words made her movements fast, they were both desperate and in need for each other that it drove them crazy.

''Hannibal..'' she moaned his name, hips moving like a snake, ''Yes sweetheart?'' he was close, ''I'm coming.'' she whimpered, she could feel the waves in her core, something was brewing and she knew she was about to gush.

''Good girl, come for me sweetheart.'' he encouraged her with his stern and yet passionate voice, ''Keep fingering that sweet spot and imagine it was me darling.''

Her eyes were closed shut, she kept pressuring that sweet spot in her which Hannibal knew like the back of his hand, he also put pressure on his tip as he stroke himself imagining the feeling of her soft and slick folds.

''Hannibal!'' she screamed as she came, the sheets under her got damp, to see that pushed Hannibal over the edge too. He came on his hand, covering it with the thick cum.

''Fuck darling,'' he panted, leaning on his chair, ''I'm getting a ticket.''

Thank you for reading. :)

Dangerous Game

Hannibal X Female Reader

Genre: Romance, Slow burn, SMUT IS HERE!

Warnings; SMUT! Unprotected sex, wrap it before tap it guys!

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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Today is my birth day I though I should give you guys a smut chapter lol stay safe guys!

Chapter 12

To cheer Y/N, Hannibal wanted to cook with her, she was in his house for days now and all she did was eat, talk to him a little and then sleep. She was mourning it was obvious but Hannibal wanted to see her smile, see her happy again. ''What are we making?'' She came to the kitchen, her Y/H/C hair was damp and she smelled like his shampoo, he swallowed. ''Uni pasta, I remembered Abigail's comment about your cooking skills. Want a challenge?'' She came closer in the kitchen, ''What is the challenge?'' she asked. She had an oversized hoodie and shorts, ''As you can see I made you a small place over there, we will make Uni pasta but seperately. At the end we'll give each other points. How does that sound?'' He asked washing his hands clean. ''If you are preapred to shed tears Doctor, why not?'' He saw the spark in her Y/E/CA eyes, it was working. The way she called him doctor made things to his body, things he wanted to show to her but it was too soon. ''Let's go!''

While they were cooking he heard her sing to herself, it was like a whisper and he loved it, he used to cook with Alana Bloom in his kitchen but she was a friend and he necer saw her more than a tool, Y/N was something else. The way she moved in his kitchen, the way she held herself left him in awe. Even though she was in pain right now she looked strong, bold and ready to fight. Their bodies had their own will because every time she came to where Hannibal stood her hand or his lightly brushed the other. ''May I have the salt?'' She asked under her long eye lashes, he was taller than her so she had to move her head up to meet his burning gaze. Hannibal almost dropped the white porcelain plate, ''Here you go.'' their fingers touched. Y/N felt uneasy around him, because she wanted to touch him, feel him but she also needed time and it hurt her. As the perfect smell filled their nostrils Hannibal prepared a salad for them. They were done and moved everything to the dining room, ''I wanna try yours first.'' she said excited, his plan worked. Y/N's eyes went back when she tasted the food, he was a great chef, Hannibal first drank his red wine and then tasted her food, he moand softly. It brought Y/N back to reality, she watched his sharp jaw move, he closed his brown eyes, ''You like it?'' she asked curiously. ''10/10, Abigail was right, you are really good at cooking.'' Y/N pressed her legs together with the compliment, Hannibal noticed that she loved getting praises, ''We can call it a tie then.'' they kept eating and talking. Hannibal wanted to throw another dinner party and wanted her to sing but he didn't say anything yet, she needed little bit more time to heal.

After the dinner they washed the dishes together in silence, it wasn't an awkard silence, it felt calm and domestic, Hannibal felt he could do this everyday, he could come home to see her in his house, watch her walk around, smell her intoxcitaing scent. ''Hannibal?'' She was drying her hands with a white kitchen towel, ''Could you.. play the harpsichord for me tonight, of course i'll understand if you were tired and had other plans tonight.'' she tried not to look into his eyes, her cheeks were getting red. Hannibal smiled, held her warm cheeks and made her look. ''What a lovely idea.'' She blushed again, over the days Hannibal noticed her looking at the harpsichord in the living room and he patiently waited for her to ask and that day finally came. He took her hand and made her follow him, he settled on the small chair, rolled up his sleeves which was a scene Y7N thought sexy. ''I composed this  myself, after I met you.'' It was true, after the day they met in the hospital he found himself thinking about her and playing, he took notes and for hours he played. He heard her giggle, and it might've been the sweetes sound he ever heard. He made her sat next to her, the chair was small so their legs were pressing to one another, every note evoked something in her, the melody was bold yet with a touch of exuberant vitality... rich and heavy. As he was done she placed her head on his shoulder, ''This is alluring Hannibal, you have a gift.'' she lifted her head to meet his gaze. ''I wrote it for you, you are my muse Y/N. Never forget that.'' 

At that moment the world stopped around them, only they existed, she leaned in and placed a soft kiss on his plump lips. Hannibal happily replied, holding her jaw. She could taste the wine on his tongue sweet an sour, his hands went to her waist and guided her to sit on his lap. His warm fingers were sliding on her arms and leaving goosebumps on her skin, he broke the kiss, looked into her eyes to see any sign of discomfort. ''Do you want this?'' He asked to be sure, ''Yes.. please.''

He started to kiss her cheek, came down to her jaw and bit. Y/N shivered, her hands were in his messy hair and she pulled them gently. That must have triggered him because he stood up while she was still on her lap and placed her on the keys of harpsichord, the melody it made explained their situation. He took off her oversized hoodie, she had dark red lace bra. He threw the hoodie God knows where and touched her clothed breasts, her head fell back, his big hands went down played with the shorts, Y/N lifted her butt up and Hannibal pulled it down, he was happy to see she was wearing matching underwear. He kept on kissing her exposed neck, bit few times, came to her collarbone and then went down, his hands quickly opend the straps of her bra. He took a step back to worship her, she had this urge to cover herself but Hannibal gently held her wrists, ''I'm in awe of your beauty darling, no need to cover yourself. Let me worhsip you properly.'' his words had an effect between her legs, she was getting wetter. He played with her breasts, kissed and bit. His mouth sucked them, Y/N was a moaning mess, when his mouth made that obscene sound of pop she whimpered. He kissed her steamy, one hand around her waist, the other holding her head, fingers tangled in her hair. His tongue stroked hers, he pulled back, ''We should take this upstairs.'' she lost her ability to speak so she nodded.

Y/N moaned when Hannibal found her sweet spot, it was right on the base of her neck. He threw her into his silk sheated bed, it felt cold to touch, his eyes were dark now, filled with lust. He undressed himself quickly and his thick member hit his lower abdomen, Hannibal chuckled when he saw her looking at it, he stroked himself slowly, ''You want it? Baby girl say the word and i'll give it to you.'' he came to kiss her belly, slowly making his way to the her panties and he pulled it down with his teeth. ''Answer me when I talk to you baby girl.'' His dominant tone turned her on even more, ''Yes, I want you Hannibal.''

His hands went to her boobs, toyed with them again, his member was touching her inner thigh, each touch drew her crazy. His fingers went between her legs to test the waters, ''Barely touched you and you are dripping. Such a good girl.'' his praise made her move her hips, he chuckled darkly. ''Fuck Hannibal... please.''

''Please what? Tell me baby girl.'' He had this smug smile on his face, ''I want you inside me.'' she confessed, ''Good girl.'' he whispered placing himself between her thighs. He touched her wet pussy with the tip of his cock, traced it up and down and she shivered. He was teasing her and testing her patience, she whined. 

''Tell me how mıch you want my cock in you.'' He bent down to kiss her lips as he was rubbing his tip rather slowly. ''I want you so bad Doctor Lecter...'' It triggered him, she could see a switch in his eyes being turned on.

''Fuck!'' He couldn't take it anymore, you had been teasing him and calling him Doctor Lecter for days now, his length went in, when he was fully in Y/N he left a soft moan, ''You are so tight baby, fuck!'' it had been a while since she had sex with someone and he was bigger than any of her ex partner, she felt a sweet sting, he waited for few seconds so that she could get used to his size. When she reached to kiss him he took it as a sign to move out, as they were kissing he was penetrating her, taking his sweet time. She felt the vein of his member, and his tip brushing her walls, he was being careful, usually he wasn't like this but he didn't want to hurt Y/N. She wanted more, ''Faster please...'' she panted and Hannibal was happy to oblige. Her legs were rapped around his waist, she could see the thin layer of sweat on his body, he started to pound into her relentlessly. ''Oh my- daddy..'' She even shocked herself, she had this daddy kink but never called any of her ex partners daddy. She thought that maybe they would misjudge her but Hannibal made her feel safe and loved. Hannibal loved the nickname, ''Yeah baby girl? Does daddy making you feel good?'' she moaned as he kept his insanely fast pace, ''Yes daddy.'' 

''You are so tight baby,'' he said as he moved his hips against her, the slapping sound of flesh was music to their ears. His mouth was on her again, he was drinking every moan, groan from her. Her nails were digging his shoulders, leaving bloody marks. His abs were rubbing against her sweat covered skin, he moved his head on the crook of her neck, he groaned as his movements became sloppy, he felt her walls thightening, ''You wanna come sweety? You wanna come on daddy's cock?''

''Yeah, can I come daddy? Please..'' she asked her eyes were rolling back, hair spread on his pillow. ''Yes little girl, come for daddy like the good girl you are.'' he said groaning, she felt the sweet knot in her belly, and his words pushed her from the edge. She came, hard. Her legs were shaking like jelly, she could hear him whisper her name again and again, and she felt her warm load shooting inside. He placed his forehead on hers, it was an intimate gesture and she liked it. His body went limp and he fell on top of her, he chuckled, ''Daddy huh?'' she playfully hit his shoulder, ''I like it though, you were so good darling.'' 

''You too love.'' she said smiling, brushing his hair. Soon they drifted to sleep.

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