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Will and Hannibal survive the fall, and so Will has lost his last chance of refusing to succumb to Hannibal. This is the immediate aftermath of his realisation.
In no particular order of importance, there are: sweet omelettes, cannibalism, sex, and a Houdan hen which Will immediately subconsciously adopts. The hen's name is Brunhild.
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“There exists religions, Will,” Hannibal begins slowly, voice rougher than Will has ever heard it, “That believe lust is the root of all evil… And is worse than murder.”
Will closes his eyes, exhaling slow and quiet as Hannibal traces his fingers up the length of his sternum, tentatively measuring him up. Will shivers despite the warmth of the room, wetting his lips.
“If that were true… And you were given the opportunity… Would you still pray at my altar? Rejoice in your evil roots?”
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OR: Will Graham finally allows himself to have what he wants before it’s too late.
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Fleeing from the closing net of the FBI, Hannibal Lecter finds his chosen retreat borders the territory of a vicious new serial killer preying on Oxford University professors. As he nurses Will and himself back to health, Hannibal works to help Will come to terms with the new layer of intimacy in their relationship and to negotiate Will's compulsion to deliver justice without putting them at risk for discovery.
He can't recall the fall, or which of them broke the choppy waves first, but he can remember Will's hand on the back of his neck, hot as a brand in contrast with the icy water that swallows them. The ocean has a hungry, cold vastness that unsettles even Hannibal, washing them against the rocks like flotsam – and with as little regard for their autonomy.
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“You’re happy,” Will says with disbelief.
“I believe, in fact, that I am.”
Will shakes his head in wordless rejection. “I should’ve killed us,” he says.
Now, Hannibal does look at him. His smile is easy, but his eyes hint at the precipice of danger. Another fall, perhaps, whose consequences neither of them can quite stomach yet. “You still can.”
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- Part 1 of And whom I will bite so there's blood
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"The problem is the bed. Or rather, the fact that there are beds, plural, in this new home, when there had been only one bed in the cabin and all the hotels they’d stayed in on the way here."
a study on the escalation of intimacy somewhere in a safehouse post fall