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i'm so excited, i'm in too deep [Hannibal]

[February 29, 2012]

Leap Year. With everything else, she'd somehow missed that it was a leap year and now she felt... slighted. This really wasn't her month and she was just to the point of waiting it out. Deciding that she wanted to date was one thing, actually doing it was another. She knew she was going about it the wrong way, that looking at every guy she came across while checking off a mental checklist of eligibility was not the way to pick out a guy. But then, she has never done this before. Ever.

Falling in love with Franklin had been as easy as breathing, they had known each other for so long that being in love was just.. natural. It fit. With Korvus, she'd gotten a massive push from the Phoenix Force, an instant connection that made her feel closer to him than she had anyone else in ages, once she stopped fighting it, that was. But she'd made peace with the idea that none of them were coming here and she wasn't going home anytime soon, so... she had to stop pretending it was all transient, try and make a go of it on the island, and - she didn't want to do it alone.

She was tired of being alone. Of seeing everyone else pairing off. Okay, so she'd seen quite a few of them end up with broken hearts, but for a little while, those people looked really happy. Rachel desperately wanted to be happy. Even if it was just for a little while.

But she was 0 and I-don't-want-to-think-about-it in the dating department so she just wanted the month to end. New month, new chances. In the meantime, she'd just park herself at the bar in the Hub, have a few drinks, and start wondering if the bookcase would give her dating advice books in the morning.

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"Oh you play dirty!"

He couldn't help moaning again, and the fact that she didn't slow down at all just added to the pleasure of it all. He loved it when a girl was willing to see it through to the end. With that thought, he realized he couldn't hold out any longer with what she was doing. With a loud cry his entire body tensed and he felt himself explode with pleasure. Fingers dug tightly into her hips as the pleasure pulsed through him, his orgasm hitting him hard and strong.

She was going to be bruised tomorrow, but she definitely didn't care, all she cared about was the feel of the man beneath her and the slightly smug knowledge that she'd done that. She swallowed him down, taking him through it the way he had for her, humming a little in satisfaction. She doubted he'd be satisfied for long and after what he'd been doing to her, she was perfectly find with that.

She pulled herself up a little so she could look over her shoulder at him, pausing just for a moment to note the odd tattoo low on his abdomen. Previously occupied, she hadn't really noticed it before, but she wasn't about to ask about it, not now. "Take it you enjoyed that?"

"Shit yes," Hannibal groaned, panting for a moment as he caught his breath. He was impressed by how she took him all and didn't miss a beat as he came. She definitely knew how to push his buttons when it came to sucking cock.

"Very good warm up for the main event," he added, sitting up as he leaned forward to wrap his arms around her and pull her close.

"Got any preference for being on top or not?"

Blushing, Rachel ducked her head a little as she admitted, "I kinda like being on the bottom, more." Feeling pinned, feeling a body - his body - pressing her into the mattress was a turn-on she could barely admit. She liked being man-handled a little, hell, she spent most of her life back home able to flip and break people like twigs, it was nice to just be.. taken, she guessed.

Not that she had the first fucking clue how to say that without sounding crazy. So instead she just leaned back against him, turning her head so she could nibble at his neck a little.

"Works for me," Hannibal said, craning his neck to give her better access for a moment before he expertly rolled, one hand lightly pressing at her to help her roll over until he was on top of her.

Hannibal was more used to being the bottom himself, and he had to admit he kind of liked it that way, but he was definitely capable of being on top. Whatever this girl wanted, he'd probably done it before and with how good she looked he doubted he'd have any trouble getting things going.

Leaning over her, he kissed her hard while he fumbled at the bedside table for a condom, his weight only half supported and pressing against her. She felt so good under him Hannibal wasn't having any trouble getting hard again for the next round.

Rachel smiled as he rolled them, already ready for the next round. He'd gotten her pretty good and ready as she'd had her lips around him and she writhed against him a little as she settled. Her hands started to play a little, fingertips tracing up and town his chest before she reached down to stroke him, a little surprised that he was getting hard again so soon.

She groaned against his lips, fighting him a little in the kiss, playing with him. It was a little challenge, one she wanted him to take and press her back. "Damn, you're built, what the hell do you do for a living anyway?" She nipped at him.

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?"

Rachel groaned loudly when pulled at her hair, her fingernails digging into the skin of his chest a little before he pulls away. Chuckling at his answer, she decided to give him a silly one of her own, "Sunday school teacher."

Of course, tonight she was acting like anything but, watching him roll the condom on with obvious interest and enthusiasm. Christ, but it was easy to forget how good it felt to just... let it all go. Have some fun and not worry about the next day.

"Oh I like that," he said, giving her an almost predatory grin. It was just as much a lie as his, only it was a hell of a lot sexier.

Once the condom was on, he leaned forward again to kiss along her breasts, slowly circling around her nipples with his lips before finally sucking and nibbling at them.

He loved how lean and firm she was underneath him, how he could feel her muscles shifting under him as he played with her body. God this was going to be fun.

"Christ you're good with those lips." She arched against him, feeling the electric rush of each nibble, increasing the ache she already feels. Her hands run down his back, dragging back upwards with her nails as she moves her hips, grinding against him a little. He had her hot and bothered and she care that he knew it.

No strings, no worries. Hell, she was pretty sure she'd forgotten to ask what his name was in her alcoholic rush to do something with her night.

Running an hand into his hair, she pulled a little to try and get him to look at her as she slid one of her legs over his hip, grinding again to feel the hardness of his cock rubbing against her. "Bet you're good with other things, too, huh?"

Hannibal gave a loud growl of pleasure as she tugged at his hair, letting her pull up his head so that his eyes were locked with hers. When she felt her grinding against him, Hannibal pressed back down with his hips, glad for the relief the friction brought. It wasn't enough though, and he wanted more, wanted to feel her surrounding him.

"I can do some seriously good shit with my elbow," he told her, grinning before giving her another hungry kiss as he reached between them and positioned his cock at the entrance to her pussy, able to tell how slick it was even through the condom. God this was going to be a great fuck.

"Your elbow isn't-" Her comment was cut off by the kiss, hard and demanding and she was happy to oblige. He was full of rough edges and angles, muscle and strength and in a more reasoning moment, she'd realize that he was built a little like Korvus was. But this was not that moment, this was just heat and a need to be filled and pushed past her self-imposed limits.

And feeling him so close to where she wanted him was not cutting it as she arched her body against him again, urging him to just take her already.

When she arched up against him, Hannibal pressed his hips down, thrusting into her in one smooth motion, forcing her hips down into the mattress and just holding her there for a moment, reading in her as he roughly kissed her.

She felt so good, tight and wet and hot and everything he wanted right that moment. For a few heartbeats he didn't move, too captivated by the feeling of her pussy surrounding his cock, but that soon wasn't enough. Groaning, he rocked his hips, pressing her harder against the bed as he slid in and out of her.

"Oh, God, yes!" Rachel moaned as he finally slid into her, digging her nails into his back at the sweet pressure of it. She could feel him pressing against her, the friction on top of her body as enjoyable as the one inside as she started to move with him. Her hips shifted to take him deeper, to give them both as much as they could take for as long as they could take it.

She was very glad she'd kept up with the yoga while she was on the island. She had the feeling she might need it.

Hannibal began to quickly build up a rhythm, hips grinding against her as his body slid along hers. She seemed really into him pressing against her, so he let her take some of his weight as he concentrated on driving into her as strongly as possible.

She felt amazing, tight around his cock and her nails scraping along his back as he moaned in pleasure. She seemed to know just how to adjust her hips to take him in further, hiking up the pleasure she was giving him to levels that were driving him mad.

Rachel writhed beneath him in pleasure, moaning against the skin of his shoulder as she bit down a little against a wave of pleasure. Each thrust pulled something out of her that she normally hid inside and she raked her nails across his back again. All the pent-up feelings she'd had, everything she'd held inside came out as she kept doing her best to move with him. In and out, he pushed her back and forth on the bed, driving her further and and further.

"Fuck you feel good," Hannibal gasped as she rocked against him. "God your pussy is so amazing. Fuck I can't stop."

Hannibal began driving into her harder, pressing the full of his weight against her as he drove his cock into her again and again. As hard as he was, the condom was deadening the sensations just enough for him to hold off his orgasm for just a bit longer as he drove into her for all he was worth.

"Don't want you to, please God, don't stop now." Her voice was pitching higher and higher and she didn't even try to stifle her moans of pleasure as he rocked them hard into the mattress. Rachel's back arched and her hips lost some of their rhythm as she began to lose her control against the onslaught of sensations, weight, friction, and the tight, wet, heat between her legs all building until she couldn't take it anymore and she came hard against him, shuddering and gasping. Her vision went completely white for a moment as her orgasm carried her away, leaving her mostly breathless and panting against him, her hands digging into his arms hard enough to leave marks from her nails and fingertips.

Hannibal pushed himself up on his arms so that he could get a good view of her while she came. He loved seeing the look on her face, her expression as the pleasure overtook her. His own movements slowed some, enough that he could hold off on his own climax so that he could fully enjoy hers.

"God you're beautiful," he moaned, grinding his hips slowly to drag his orgasm out just a bit more.

It took a moment for Rachel to gather herself enough to speak and when she did, it was with breathy gasps and a slight groan. "You're good, I'll give you that." Fingers ran through his hair, pulling him close for another hard kiss. "Very fucking good."

She started to rock against him again, wanting him to get off again, now that she had.

Hannibal took his time enjoying the kiss and the passion behind it. There was something to be said about concentrating on your partner's pleasure and the reciprocation that came from a job well done. From the way the girl was moving, she was apparently very appreciative.

"You're pretty damned amazing yourself," he groaned. "Fuck I love how you move those hips."

"You're welcome?" She's not sure how to respond to compliments like that, the ones in the bedroom. But then she always went for the strong and silent types, didn't she? Fuck but he felt good inside her still, she didn't quite know how to react to that. Sure it had been awhile, but it hadn't been that long had it?

Hannibal was getting the idea that Rachel's strength's in the bedroom didn't lie in the way of dirty talk. Considering the fact that Hannibal could hardly stop himself from talking, that might make for an awkward time fucking. Fortunately, there were other things he could do with his mouth.

Pulling almost completely out of her, he slammed back in while leaning forward to kiss her almost violently. Despite her amazing blowjob earlier, Hannibal needed his release badly and if he had to pound her mercilessly to get it, well, she didn't seem to be the type to mind that.

"Oh, Jesus, fuck!" Rachel gasped as he thrust back into her, the sound muffled against his lips. She arched against him feeling the surge rush through her again. It was harsh, forceful, powerful and part of her cried out for more.

Hannibal's hands searched out her own, threading his fingers through hers before pressing her arms upward, pinning them over her head. If she was into it being a little rough, she also might enjoy being restrained just a bit.

For Hannibal, it allowed him better leverage to pull himself up and along her as he fucked her, rubbing his cock against her clit as he moved. He needed to come badly, but there was nothing to say he couldn't make this as pleasurable for her as possible.

"Nnnng, getting close," he groaned.

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