starchilde_lost | 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 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.

She gasped and moaned as he groped at her, almost surprised at how good it all felt. Each pinch each slide of his hands over her skin made her pulse race. Oblivion. It was so close to what she wanted, to what she needed.

"Better." She crushed her lips against his as she wrapped herself around him. "I wanna stop thinking. Stop feeling." Anything but him.

"Consider it done," he said, kissing her hard again before slamming her back against the way. Shifting her weight slightly, Hannibal slid up into her, dropping her down on him in one swift movement.

Instantly he let out another low growl as she surrounded him, fitting perfectly over his cock. This didn't seem like it was going to be a regular thing with them, so he was definitely going to get his mileage out of it this one time.

He was also going to fuck her into senselessness like she wanted. With no little amount of force, he began to slam her up against the wall, pounding hard into her.

"Oh, God, yes..." Rachel moaned loudly as she felt him inside her again, hands and arms holding tight to him, fingernails digging into his skin again. It was hard, almost violent and it spoke to the part of her that hadn't had a good fight in far too long.

With his name now on her lips, she whimpered as he slammed her up against the wall, knocking her breath out even as she gasped for more. She was definitely going to have bruises the next day, but she was enjoying every one of them.

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

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