He loved how her fingers explored along his body as they kissed, lips and tongues teasing when she reached down to begin to stroke him.

"Sandwich artist," Hannibal said, taking the condom package and tearing it open with his teeth. Reaching behind her head, he fisted his fingers in her hair and pulled her close for a forceful kiss before letting her go and leaned back onto his legs so that he could slide the condom on.

"What about you? Gymnast?"