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Hannibal's Helper

Gif By @uncopernicomas

Request by Anon <3

Pairing: Hannibal Lecter x GN! reader

Summary: Cooking with Hannibal was fun, joking around and having a good time.

Cw: Fluff, Wholesome Hannibal, slight smut <;3

Hannibal Lecter and you was in the kitchen cooking up some food for the guest that were sitting down in the dining room, as you looked at him a sparkle in his eye twinkled "thank you for helping me sweetheart, I truly appreciate all the help I can get" planting a kiss on his cheek a smile fell on his lips. Melting under your touch a look of peacefulness slipped onto his face "shall we check the food darling, how's the vegetables getting on?" As you looked at the veggies they were ready, turning off the hob and pouring the water out of the pan into the sink you put the veggies onto the plates with the meat.

As you carried the food into the dining room four heads turned to you and Hannibal with a smile, inhaling the aromatic meat and garlic buttered veggies "this smells wonderful, two talented chefs in this house" both of you smiled "well thank you, I appreciate you four coming for dinner" as you both sat down and poured glasses of wine in each glass a hand slipped onto your thigh looking at him a twinkle in his eyes appeared "this is delicious Mr lecture" a smirk fell on his lips "this one beside me helped me out with the veg, so thank you darling" a kiss was planted on your cheek and Hannibal had gripped your thigh roughly making you stifle a moan.

Once dinner was finished and everything was packed away you went back into the kitchen and took out a beautiful raspberry sorbet with Short bread and coffee, grabbing 6 bowls and spoons you put one spoon of sorbet in each bowl with shortbread that melted in your mouth "need any help in their honey" sticking your head out the kitchen door "yes please sweetie" getting up to help you with the bowls the guest started to pour more wine into their glasses.

When the desserts came out they all looked at the food that was presented to them "Raspberry sorbet with short bread and some coolie mango sauce" as they dug into the dessert the fruity taste hit their mouth "my god, this is wonderful, fruity and beautiful" all agreeing by nodding and saying "yes" a smile fell on Hannibal's face "thank you so much, this one made it from scratch just simply beautiful and tasty" circling his thumb around your thigh up towards your pussy you grabbed his wrist and shook your head mouthing "no".

Later that night everyone had gone home just leaving you two both alone once again "finally that's all over and done with" as Hannibal patted his lap for you to sit on it, you felt something hard under you making you throb "I can feel you getting wet sweetheart".

Not sure exactly what you’re okay/not okay with as far as requests go, but I’d like to request a Hannibal x AFAB reader (or gn if you prefer) where the reader has a crush on Hannibal and discovers that he’s a serial killer and tells him she’s more attracted to him because of it. I’d prefer it ends up in the bedroom (wink wink) but it’s up to you :)

A/N; Hello love, thank you for this request I certainly enjoyed writing it. Enjoy!

Warnings; Hannibal killing a man, a little smut

First time you saw him was something else. You almost became a victim of a serial killer but thankfully a team of FBI agents and Dr. Hannibal Lecter saved you. Turns out this killer was on the loose for months and you dropping your phone in his car made them catch him, you were forever grateful. Dr. Lecter was a psychiatrist who was helping the FBI with their serial killer cases and he was also collecting data for a research of serial killers and he offered free therapy sessions in exchange of information. Seemed like a good deal.

It had been few months since you started the therapy and it was going smoothly for him but for you, you had to keep pressing your thighs together every time he played with his pen or grabbed something. Over the weeks you saw and observed tiny changes in his behavior. He started to loose his tie around his neck, rolled up his sleeves, gave your lingering looks. You also had minor changes, such as; wearing clothes that fit your body perfectly and showing your womanly figure, curves and all. You knew that revealing clothes won’t make him come to you so you started to dress elegantly, just like him.

One time you mentioned how much you like baking and he asked you to bake something for him and you did.   The next week you brought chocolate chipped cookies and he opened a bottle of wine.

He surprised you by having a cabinet in his office dedicated to all kinds of wine and you surprised him by fulfilling your promise of baking something for him. Hannibal Lecter never relied on anyone ever since he was a child, he never believed promises of people, even the ones he who are close to him because life thought him that people are deceitful animals. However, you managed to surprise him, it felt like a date but neither of you said anything about it.

Weeks went by and you kept surprising him with small things. One day, you baked a cake, it was the anniversary of you meeting him. You went to his office without telling him, it was suppose to be a surprise. Before you knocked on the door you heard some noises, a man coughing and things falling to the ground so you quickly opened the door to see the scenario.

Dr. Hannibal Lecter was on top of a man who was equally tall and strong as him and Hannibal’s big hands wrapped around that man’s throat, you halted in your steps. Your hands which were holding the container of the cake were shaking, your fight or flight response was triggered. You didn’t know what to do, in that moment you could feel everything and see, hear everything that was happening such as your soaked panties sticking to your core. You could feel your cheeks heat up, your heartbeat rising, Dr. Hannibal Lecter was murdering someone right in front of you and all you could think about or fantasies about how would you feel if his hands were wrapped around you, on his table..

When the man stopped breathing and struggling Hannibal bolted to his feet and turned to face you. His maroon eyes were startled at first but you could see his dilated pupils roaming on your body.

He didn’t  say anything, his chest heaving up and down, he closed the door and locked it, he came to you and held your shaking hands, put the container aside, ‘’Shh, I’m here, calm down.’’ Now that he was close you could see the bruises on his face, dry blood on his plump lips, blackened left eye, scratches here and there. His fingers went to put a strand of hair behind your ear, even under this strange circumstances, his eyes were soft as they addressed you.

He guided you to the couch. He sat next to you, his eyes never leaving yours. ‘’Now,’’ he breathed, ‘’What shall I do with you, little dove?’’

You didn’t respond, you were a deer caught in the lights. ‘’He attacked me, you saw what happened. I was defending myself.’’ He was so calm a sudden thought crossed your mind;

‘’This isn’t his first time.’’

Your body shivered, you knew what he wanted. He wanted you to tell Jack Crawford and others what you saw but an altered version of it, all you could do was to nod and let things happen.

It had been few weeks since that incident and you avoided your sessions with him. You made up excuses, one week you pretended like you had the cold, the other week you said you were out of town etc.

Every week he sent you a present, the week you were supposedly cold he sent you soup and warm bread, it was handmade. There was also a note; ‘’Get well soon, dove.’’

Your knees went weak with that note and gesture, the other week he sent you flowers, elegant and pure white bouquet of peony. Last week you’ve made up a lame excuse of not being in the mood and he called you on the phone.

‘’Hello Dr. Lecter?’’ you answered in a calm manner, ‘’Hello dove, I was wondering-‘’ he paused for a second ‘’why are you avoiding me. Well, I know the reason but I want to hear it from you.’’ You felt your heart go faster, subconsciously your thighs were pressing hard, ‘’It is best that I don’t join the sessions anymore Dr. Lecter.’’ You said out of breath, hearing his voice after a long time did something to you. He let out a devastatingly long sigh, you felt it in your core. ‘’I was hoping it doesn’t come to this.’’ He sounded tired and defeated.

You imagined him sitting in his office, sleeves rolled up, playing with his pen while talking to you. You wanted to rush to his aid, he was a busy man with a hectic schedule, you wanted to give him something to come home to. The thought of it made you get wet.

‘’Thank you for testifying on my behalf.’’ He sounded genuine.

At first he thought you would tell the truth but when you told everyone exactly what he told you he was impressed. There was something about you that he couldn’t put his finger on. He sometimes had this urge to pull your brain out and study it because you fascinated him profoundly, but then the thought of physically hurting you made him feel disgusted, which was rare in his case.

‘’You saved me,’’ you said remembering the night, he was the one who wrapped you in a blanket and carried you to the ambulance, he was the one who sat and waited by your side in the hospital.

‘’and I saved you, the debt is paid.’’ Your free hand slowly went to the waistband of your pjs, sid in and found your aching core, he cannot possibly realize can he?

‘’My little dove, hearing you say this breaks my heart, your life is not a burden.’’ He knew how you feel about yourself, a freak, a burden..

You loved the way he said ‘’dove’’ his accent thick, you wondered what else is thick about him. You wanted him to keep talking to you.

‘’Where are you right now? And be honest.’’ His tone had a warning, such dominance.. ‘’H- home.’’

Hannibal wasn’t a stupid man, he admired your boldness, talking to your therapist while touching yourself.

‘’Good girl.’’ He loved your honesty, maybe you were the only person who was honest to him from the start ‘’What are you doing?’’ he asked, even though he knew it.

Your panties were soaked, ‘’Laying on my couch.’’ You managed to say, his hand went to stroke his clothed member, he swallowed, ‘’I was asking as in.. action wise.’’ He teased. You were rubbing your wet cunt slowly, you let out a sigh. A pornographic one to be exact. ‘’Nothing-‘’

He didn’t let you continue, ‘’Tell me, do you always dream  of me when you touch yourself? His question shocked you, at first you thought you heard him wrong, but the silence continued. Cat was out of the bag, he caught you. ‘’Yes.’’ You said. Hannibal could feel himself getting harder. He stood up, locked his office door, you heard it. He sat back and unzipped his pants, he never thought he would be doing this in his office, well, he also never thought he would kill someone in his office but here we were.

‘’What are you wearing?’’ he asked, feeling like a school boy but it excited him. ‘’Nothing.’’

It was right, the second you heard him lock the door you took off your clothes, ‘’Clever girl. I assume you’re dripping wet, I have neglected you for so long, keep touching yourself.’’

Hannibal leaned back, stroking himself, his tip leaking, ‘’How do you dream of me?’’

One hand in your core the other touching your boob –he was on speakers- you spoke, ‘’Sometimes on the table, sometimes on the couch or in your bed. Pushing me down and taking me..’’

You remembered the scene, he was on the ground on top of a man and choking him. It made you moan. Your soft whimpers and divine voice made him stroke himself faster, ‘’Put two fingers inside sweet thing.’’

You could feel the shift in his voice. You moaned louder than before as you inserted your fingers, you were so wet he could hear it clearly. ‘’Every time I come from your office I touch myself.’’ You confessed, which made him growl, he was regretting that he didn’t take you before. He knew that you were interested in him from the beginning, he thought it was because you were in shock –due to your unique condition which is almost being murdered- and you were seeking shelter. He assumed over the weeks your fascination with him would disappear but he was wrong.

He was about to lose his mind because of the sounds you were making ‘’Stop!’’ he ordered and you followed. ‘’Wait for me.’’ And he hung up.

Never in a million years he would think of sleeping with a patient but you changed his mind, he got into his car and drove.

Princess

I think I have read all of your fics but I hope this hasn’t already been requested, but a Hannibal x fem reader smut where maybe they aren’t dating yet and she stressed and gets frustrated and snaps/yells at him in his office and he just goes silent then responds with his dominant self and like ya know wink wink (maybe bends her over the desk) the rest is like up to you. @fallingfor-fics

Warnings; Unprotected sex. Spanking. Daddy kink, praise kink omg :D

A/N: Thank you for this request. Chile anyways so... lol Sorry for any typos. <3

(gif isn’t mine)

Y/N was on her way to Doctor Hannibal Lecter’s office, it was lunch time and she promised that they would eat lunch together at his office. She made sandwiches and brought sliced fruits, she walked to the office and quickly ran the hall way, as usual it was silent and dim. She knocked on the grey door and Hannibal Lecter answered it with a strange smile. Y/N and Hannibal met couple months ago, she was Will Graham’s close friend and she was invited to Doctor Lecter’s dinner party. Hannibal Lecter kindly introduced himself to her, he wasn’t just kind though, there were walls between them, Will warned her about Hannibal’s strange behavior. She was fascinated by him, the way he walked, talked and held himself… she could see that he was a man who looked down on most people but when they were alone she felt they were equal, he made sure of that. Hannibal always remembered and cherished the day they met, she walked to his kitchen with Will, Hannibal looked up to see this young woman, he had to admit he had never seen such beauty before, he stopped whatever he was doing and walked up to meet them, his maroon eyes were on her, ‘’Y/N Y/L/N I assume? I’m Hannibal Lecter, pleasure to meet you.’’ And he kissed the back of her hand, ‘’The pleasure is all mine.’’ She said with her sweet, innocent voice, her cheeks looked warm and her smile lit up the entire room. Ever since that dinner party Hannibal and Y/N were spending time together, he started to keep inviting her to his home for dinner or breakfast, whenever he got a ticket to see a play he would buy two because she also loved watching plays. He watched her walk inside, putting the bags on his clean and neat brown table and unpacking, she was getting comfortable with each day and he liked that, however sometimes she would take a step back as if she could sense how corrupted and evil he was, this excited Hannibal, it was invigorating to see the fear in her Y/E/C eyes.

He walked to his dark brown cabinet to get red wine, he knew it was her favorite, he brought two glasses and they both settled on his comfortable dark grey couches, she loved visiting his office because she loved his understanding of aesthetics, the only thing bothered her was that whenever they were having lunch at his office she felt like he was her therapist, because they were sitting on the opposite couches and he would make remarks of psychology as if he is analyzing her.

Before Y/N Hannibal would never eat outside or eat someone’s food but one day she surprised him and he was astonished by her cooking skills and he decided that he could make exceptions just for her. He could see she was troubled but he didn’t want to point it out, ‘’How was your day?’’ he casually asked. Y/N didn’t look at him, her focus was on her wine, ‘’Normal.’’ She shortly replied, Hannibal could sense the irritation in her voice, he sometimes shocked himself for putting up with a young woman such as Y/N, he was interested in her and not in a friendship way, he wanted to be intimate with this girl but sometimes she could push his buttons. He moved his head slightly shrugging her bad energy away, ‘’That doesn’t sound like normal Y/N.’’ they was he said her name sent shivers to her entire body it was loving and threatening at the same time. ‘’What do you want me to say Hannibal?!’’ She didn’t mean to raise her voice like that, she was surprised to see that not a single muscle moved on his face, she was in awe of how beautiful he was, high cheek bones, sharp jaw line, he was significantly older than her and she could see it but he was like a vintage wine. ‘’You can tell me anything Y/N, you know that. We can socialize and communicate like adults.’’ He took a bite from his sandwich, Y/N rolled her eyes. Hannibal noticed that habit months ago and whenever she did that he just wanted to slam her body against a wall or a near desk and teach her manners. He was having an inner battle which Y/N was blind to see, with his free hand he squeezed the couch’s arm rest. Okay dad!’’ she replied with a sarcastic voice, she stood up, ‘’My problems are mine, you are not my dad so stop trying to be one and mind your own business.’’ She walked to his table to get her stuff but something snapped in Hannibal’s twisted mind. He quickly bolted to his feet and walked to the door, he had the key in his pocket so he locked it. With the sound of door being locked Y/N stopped, looked at him and she saw him walking to her, like a hunter walking to his prey. Her mind was racing and voices in her head were screaming to run but her body didn’t move. He stood right in front of her, moved a strand of hair away from her pretty face, ‘’It’s about time I teach you manners princess.’’ And he grabbed her soft neck, pulled her to him. Their lips met for the first time, Y/N imagined this moment more than once and her dreams were always sweet and romantic, however the kiss was nothing like that, it was passionate, rough and she was actually scared of how aggressive Hannibal can be.

When she got a metallic taste in her mouth Hannibal let go, they were breathless, his one hand still on her neck, other at her waist. ‘’Even though I want to take my time wit you princess you were acting like a brat, you should be punished.’’ His voice was calm, his maroon eyes never leaving her eyes, he kissed her again, his lips were skilled and felt cute, his tongue explored her mouth like a starved man, his hands went to her black pencil skirt, lifted the fabric up, her hands were in his hair, they felt so soft, it was as if she was touch the most expensive silk. He pulled away from her, ‘’I want you to bend over to the desk, and never move.’’

Her cheeks were flushed, she thought he could hear her heart beat, she did what he said.

Hannibal looked at her body, bent over on his table, waiting for him to punish her, he took a deep breath and came to whisper in her ear, ‘’I want you to count with me darling, if you disobey or miss a number I will start over. You wouldn’t want to test me right now. Understood?’’ She never had a sexual experience like this before and was eager to know what Hannibal was up to, ‘’Yes.’’ She whispered like him. ‘’Good girl.’’

A harsh slap landed on her butt cheek, she didn’t expect that and yelled, ‘’One.’’ She heard Hannibal say and he waited for her to say the number, ‘’O- one.’’ She said with a shaky breath, he spanked her again, ‘’Two.’’ He looked calm but inside his blood was boiling, he imagined this before, he wanted to do this to her for so long and now she was bent over and taking it. ‘’Two.’’ Y/N said screaming, he spanked her again and again and again. Y/N could feel herself getting wet, when he stopped he leaned on her back, moving his hand on her burning ass, ‘’Shh’’ she was crying, ‘’It’s over, have you learned your lesson princess?’’

‘’Y- yes.’’

‘’Good. Since you were a good girl and didn’t complain…’’ his hand went to her wet panties, ‘’hmm, someone wants to be spoiled. Do you think you deserve it?’’

She was shocked and speechless so she moved her head as yes, ‘’Use your words princess.’’

‘’Yes, please.’’

Hannibal slowly pushed her wet panties down, gave kisses to her exposed legs, he kissed her red butt cheeks and watched her move in pain. He quickly got rid of his belt and pulled his pants and underwear down to his ankles. His cock was hard and the tip was shiny with pre-cum. He pumped himself few times, moved his cock to teas her swollen pussy, she moaned softly, ‘’I will be gentle at first, tell me if I hurt you princess.’’ And he pushed into her entrance slowly, even though he just spanked her several times he never wanted to hurt her, he kept pushing himself in slowly and when he was balls deep she made small pleasure sounds, ‘’You like it?  Tell daddy how much you like it.’’

‘’I love your cock daddy, please fuck me- I- I can’t take it anymore..’’ he was balls deep and not moving to tease her, he hand all the rights to tease her because of her behavior earlier but he decided to move. He moved out, holding her waist and when his cock was completely out he slammed back in, she arched her back in pleasure, she never expected him to be this big.. she wasn’t used to but Hannibal was slow and taking his time, making her adjust to his huge size. You were embarrassingly wet for him, only Hannibal could do this to you. He watched you swallow him, he could cum right there if he didn’t let out a long shaky breathe, he kept his slow pace, in and out, she had to bit her finger, she was ashamed of how wet she was and the sound of it made her entire body shiver, ‘’That’s it, you are doing so well.’’ She had a praise kink and she moaned his name like a prayer. ‘’Such a pretty thing,’’ he said as he got faster, his hands buried to her waist, she knew that the next day she will see purple bruises on her ass and waist and that excited her, he was making sure to leave marks on her body, he wanted to scream to the world that she was his. His hips bumping the backs of her thighs with each thrust and she gasped with each stroke, he tightly pressed her flat against the cold table, ‘’A- shit-‘’ she tried to speak but the pleasure she was receiving was too much, her couldn’t form words. In this position the head of his big cock hitting her g-spot perfectly, she never experienced something like this and she screamed his name. He was fucking her wet cunt relentlessly, she could feel his breath on her neck and ear, she got goosebumps, and he was keeping her immobile, ‘’You liked to be fucked until you’re fucking shaking, I know princess I know.’’ His voice turned her even more, and she liked the pet name princess, with each word he trusted in her and her eyes got blurry, a helpless moan sliped from her dry lips and she felt her cunt leaking she was coming and it was slippery mess down on her thighs, ‘’Daddy,’’ Hannibal loved being called a daddy, it was his thing he was closer and he could feel her coming, leaking, her walls tightened and started to milk him, his final sudden and harsh trust made her shed a tear, her eyes were squeeze shut and jaw locked, Hannibal could feel her cunt gush and soak his and her thighs, he emptied his hot cum in her tight hole and she let him fill her.

‘’I hope you misbehave soon princess.’’ He kissed her cheek and smiled.

Thank you for reading. :)