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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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"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.

She let him move her, groaning as she clutched at his hands, a token resistance if anything because she liked the feeling, deep-down she liked it, she who had been all-powerful once. Her leg rose, encircling his hip, pulling him closer and squeezing herself around his thrusting cock. Just a little more and they might both come again because God knew he was having that kind of affect on her this day.

"Come for me, baby." She wasn't the best at talking during sex, but she knew he liked it. And tonight was about trying things she didn't usually. "Come for me."

The talking was good, especially when she had been fairly quiet this far. The fact that she was hot and tight and really knew how to move what she had. Hannibal definitely could get used to what she was doing to him.

Sliding almost all the way out, he slammed hard into her, repeating the motion one more time as he felt his orgasm hit.

"FUCK!"

His entire body shook with the force of the climax, hips grinding hard against her as he pressed into her with the full weight of his body, wanting to be as deep into her as possible.

She gasped at the power behind thrusts, biting her lip a little as she felt him shudder. Smiling she squeezed his hands as she heard his curse, inwardly pleased that she'd made him do that, her body excited his. It wasn't a perfect night, but it felt good enough right now.

Hannibal continued rocking against her until his orgasm died down and he collapsed onto the bed next to her. He definitely wanted more of that, but he needed a brief moment to catch his breath.

Laughing, he rolled over to kiss her and slide a hand up along her thigh.

"Holy shit that was good."

"Glad to know you enjoyed it, Sailor." She giggled again, realizing that she sounded like a... well, like something she wasn't. But that was Leap year, right? Doing the things she wouldn't normally do, her own personal New Year's from here on out.

She kissed him back, not even noticing the scruff anymore and still laughing a little. "What's your name anyway, didn't catch it at the bar."

"Hannibal King," he said, kissing and sucking at her neck as he pressed back against her. He was wondering if and when they were getting around to that point. He would have been fine not to know, but it wasn't like he was hiding himself from her.

"Any particular name you want me to shout out at the top of my lungs next time I come?"

Oh, that felt good and she felt herself snuggling back against him, lining her body back up with his. This entire night was crazy and exciting and tomorrow she'd probably decide to forget it happened like she had with Aidan, but for right now it was great.

"Rachel. My name is Rachel."

"Rachel, your vagina feels absolutely wonderful, I hope you know. Damn that was good."

Hannibal bit down a bit at her neck before kissing along the top of her chest and collarbone. He was really hoping that she wasn't done for the night since he was still very eager to do more.

"You say the sweetest things." Rolling her eyes, Rachel let out a soft moan when he bit her. She was a little tired, but hardly exhausted and still a bit worked up from their last go-round, moving a little beneath him, just to feel the slide of his skin against hers. She'd sleep tomorrow night.

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