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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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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.

"What can I say, I'm good with my tongue," he said, licking at the spot. He loved how she was moving against him, shifting just a bit to rub her body against his.

"That's getting me hard again."

"You are good with your tongue..." Rachel chuckled as she felt his mouth on her body again, nails digging into him a bit in response. He was getting hard and she was really turned on. There just wasn't an inch of him that didn't scream sex, well, maybe that mouth, but even that... who the hell was this guy? Where did he come from?

Did he have a slightly less arrogant and lewd brother somewhere? "You thinking about doing something about that, Hannibal?"

"Oh you bet I am," he growled, moving further down her body, nipping at one of her nipples and tugging gently at it with his teeth. The fact that she seemed ready and eager to go again was very encouraging.

"Any requests? Doggy? Wheelbarrow?"

"Unnn." Rachel arched underneath him with the sharp pleasure of his teeth on her skin. Everything was heightened, extra-sensitive and she had to drag her mind back in order to answer her.

She slowly sat up, leaning forward to nip at his lips and run a hand back down his chest. "You know, I half expected you to take me up against the wall when we came in here. Kinda disappointed that you didn't." It probably would have been sexier if she'd been able to stop the blush from coloring her face. But if she was going to go for it....

"That kind of enthusiasm is generally a double edged thing," he growled.

As he spoke though, he shifted so that he would be able to pick her up so he could slam her up against the walls like she described. It was definitely something he'd be more than happy to oblige in.

"Not that I wasn't that excited," he added, nipping at her neck. "But I wasn't exactly getting a 'give it to me rough' vibe from you right away."

"I wasn't..." Christ, she leaned her head back, she was in a mood to let him do just about anything to her right now. "Wasn't really sure what I was doing when we arrived." She gave him a wicked grin. "Made up for it a little bit, didn't I?"

"Oh fuck yes you have," he agreed, grinning at her. Hannibal had exactly zero disappointments with how things had gone. Whatever she had been doing when they arrived, they were fucking now.

"Now come on," he said, slapping her hip. "Let's see how well these walls are built."

She rolled her eyes and ended with a slight glare at the slap. It wasn't a spank, not exactly, but she wasn't sure she liked it. Hitting... wasn't something she enjoyed. Had too many bad memories, too much like she was a thing instead of a person. But it wasn't worth bringing up now, if he did it again, sure, but really? She wasn't planning on making this a regular thing so what did it matter?

Sliding off the bed, she made a beckoning motion with her fingers. More sex, less thinking. That was a one-night stand, right? "C'mon, Hannibal, show me how you use all that muscle you have." Tease, play, screw, regret in the morning. That was the plan.

Hannibal grinned and gave a growl of pleasure as he quickly moved up to her, crushing his lips against hers as he pushed her back against the wall. His hands pawed at her, squeezing at her breasts and ass, roaming roughly at her body. Everywhere he touched felt amazing, she didn't have a spot on her that wasn't sexy as hell.

"Going to pound you," he said, grounding his hips against her. Reaching around he grabbed her hips to pull her up around his waist.

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