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

[starchilde_lost]

[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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[starchilde_lost]

"Fine, fine, piggy back it is." This Hannibal guy was certainly an interesting one. She didn't quite know what to make of him, but one thing she had noticed, slung over his back?

Man was ripped. Like seriously, super-hero ripped and she was getting really curious to see what it all looked like without any clothes on.

[hellomynameisfu]

"Alright, then clamber around then, let's see what you've got," he said. She seemed to be pretty fit, but if she could maneuver herself around to a piggyback while tipsy? That boded rather well for some bendy funtimes once they got back to his place.

[starchilde_lost]

"Oh, geez."

Blowing a stray lock of hair out of her face, Rachel tried to figure out how to do this without falling over and basically decided to win it. She managed it... barely, but she managed it and once she had her arm around his neck she was able to murmur in his ear, "Did I pass the test?"

[hellomynameisfu]

"Oh you were never in ganged of failing," he said, growling a bit and how her voice sounded in his ear. She was definitely athletic, maybe a bit of gymnastics or something at some point.

"You are very fuckable no matter how agile you are, or did you think your fuckability was in doubt?"

[starchilde_lost]

Shaking her head and rolling her eyes she said simply, "Nope. You don't strike me as the too picky guy. More the willing and able guy." She was definitely able and more than willing now that she'd had a chance to get a better grip on him. It was ridiculous and it made Rachel laugh again.

Oh, lord, it felt good to laugh.

[hellomynameisfu]

Hannibal was wondering if maybe he had hit on a crazy woman with how much laughing she was doing, but that didn't really deter him. It might have actually encouraged him.

"You're right. Normally I don't go for the kind of chicks with amazing asses, perky tits, lean limbs, and a great smile. But you caught me on a day I'm easy."

[starchilde_lost]

"Lucky me."

She was trying to bring the laughing under control, but the alcohol had gone right to her head and being carried practically upside-down hadn't helped matters. Still she managed to taper it off as she tried to figure out exactly where she was.

[hellomynameisfu]

"And here we are at my humble abode," he said, kicking the door open. It wasn't much as far as huts went, completely bare except for a few piles of clothes. His weapons were stashed out of sight where hopefully prying eyes and hands wouldn't be able to get to them.

[starchilde_lost]

"You should fire your decorator." Rachel looked around a bit before sliding off Hannibal's back. She wobbled a little, but didn't stumble which she was irrationally proud of.

She felt a little more in control, too, which she was chalking up to the increase in heart rate now that she was actually here. With him. And now that she wasn't at the bar or slung on his back like a pack, she could really look at him. Holy hell, look at him.

[hellomynameisfu]

"What?" Hannibal asked, noticing her staring at him a bit. "I've got pretzel in my beard, don't I?"

The moment felt slightly awkward to him. They were here to hook up, but there hadn't really been a whole lot of flirting going on before hand, no real build up. Sure, she was hot and he was already getting hard, but he wasn't sure just how well grabbing her and kissing her would go over.

[starchilde_lost]

"What? No!" Rachel blushed and chuckled, nervously running her fingers through her hair. "I was, um, appreciating the view. It was a little hard to on the way here." She was honest at least, right?

"God, you must think I'm a total ditz. But I really hadn't gotten that good a look at you before and I..." Hopeless, she was absolutely hopeless and she couldn't imagine how red her face was getting. "...am really glad I get to now."

[hellomynameisfu]

Hannibal was rather amused that she had decided to hook up with him when she hadn't really seen what he looked like. He chalked that up less to her drinks and more to his incredible personality. That seemed reasonable, right?

"Well, I was the one staring at you, so it make sense. Glad you approve though," he said, reaching out to hook a finger into the waist of her pants and pulled her close for a kiss.

[starchilde_lost]

She was fully prepared for him to laugh, not really at her, because she was doing a pretty good job at being amused at herself, so with her. If she had little experience dating, she had even less hooking up with a guy she met at a bar. Like, zero. Like, she still couldn't quite believe she was doing it.

Of course, any doubt she had was erased when he pulled her in. And after the initial shock, she just went with it. It felt good - warm lips, strong arms - and she found she was giving as good as she was getting, reaching a hand around to slide underneath the hem of his shirt, feeling the skin of his back under her palm.

[hellomynameisfu]

Once she started kissing back, it all fell into place and any lack of prior flirting was quickly made up for. Her hand felt good against his skin, warm and firm. Her hands weren't overly soft, either. Whatever it was that she did, she worked at it enough to have a few callouses, which he liked. It was probably a good sign that things were going to be physical.

For his part, his hands slid down to grip her ass as he deepened the kiss, tongue teasing at her lips as he gave a small growl.

[starchilde_lost]

Rachel groaned a little as she opened her mouth against his, welcoming his tongue with her own. Her skin tingled beneath her clothes as he gripped her and she had little time to reflect that whatever else this was, it was feeling good.

Her nails scraped a little across his back as she slid them up and down the broad expanse, pulling him tighter against her. She had wanted oblivion earlier, a way to forget the month, this was better than alcohol.

[hellomynameisfu]

Hannibal's kiss turned increasingly heated and passionate as she pulled him closer. Apparently she was just as into this now as he was, so whatever awkwardness she had felt earlier was gone.

Pulling away a bit, he grinned at her before biting at her lower lip, pressing his hips against her so she could see how hard he was.

"So are you the kind of girl where I'm going to have to tell you my safe word?"

[starchilde_lost]

"Safe word?" Rachel was a little taken aback, what kind of women did he usually pick up, anyway? "No, not that kinda girl."

Rising a little on her toes, she brushed her lips across his lightly as she ran the tips of a finger over the scruff of his beard. Something else new, she'd never been with a guy with a beard. She was taking all kinds of chances tonight, wasn't she? "Do I need one?"

[hellomynameisfu]

"Not unless you're into that," he said, grinning against his mouth before he pulled back just a bit further and peeled his shirt off over his head.

Hannibal wasn't particularly vain, but it wasn't like he wasn't aware of how ripped he was. When you regularly went up against creatures that were stronger and faster than you, it helped to be in the best shape you could. Also, he didn't get many complaints from the ladies either.

"But trust me, that's something you want to get cleared up way, way before it's necessary."

[starchilde_lost]

He wasn't getting any complaints now as Rachel reached out to run a hand down his chest. Worked hard, lived hard, too, if she read the a few of the scars right, especially the gunshot wound to the shoulder. But then, in this place she wasn't too surprised, it certainly liked its' heroes and villains.

"Won't be necessary." She got beat up enough back home, didn't need it here. Reaching down, she pulled her own shirt off, leaving bra on for now as she reached out again, this time for the clasp of his pants as she was still sober enough to ask a fairly important question. "Need another kind of protection, though. Have any?"

[hellomynameisfu]

"Top drawer in the night stand," he said, jerking his thumb over his shoulder. Any doubts he had about how fit she was were dispelled when she pulled off her top. They were definitely going at it for a while.

"And you have fantastically perky breasts," he added. "Christ I want to put my mouth and hands all over them."

[starchilde_lost]

It was rare she heard comments like that aloud, in the back of someone's mind, sure, but out loud? Not so often, it sounded a little strange, and flattering.

Pulling open his fly, she smiled a little as she leaned in to seal her lips against the pulse in his neck as she slid her hand into his pants, rubbing against the hardness inside. "I think you're gonna get your chance. Pretty soon if you feel like pressing your advantage."

[hellomynameisfu]

Hannibal gave a louder growl as she kisses his neck, a small shiver running through his body as her fingers started rubbing against him. As aggressive and physical as he could be, Hannibal had absolutely no problem with the woman taking control if that's what she wanted.

"Fuck not if you keep doing that, bit distracting."

[starchilde_lost]

"For someone who talked a pretty big game back at the bar, couldn't you multi-task?"

Rachel paused, mostly so she could finish unzipping the pants he wore, but also so she could slide both of her hands inside, running fingers over his hips and ass. She was excited, in more ways than one as she hummed against his skin, dropping a little so she could test the line of his collarbone with lips and tongue, see if he liked that. It felt powerful, making him shiver, hearing him growl, she wanted more of that.

But she didn't feel like doing all the work. "Don't feel like you have to wait for an invitation for anything, okay?"

[hellomynameisfu]

"Well that was before how I knew how good you were with your hands," he said, moaning as she stroked him again. The licking was good too and his cock jerked in her hand when she did it.

Taking her up on her no invitation invitation Hannibal slid a hand up her stomach to palm her breasts, massaging them softly to start. That lasted all of a few seconds before he started to brush a thumb along her nipples, hoping to get them hard.

[starchilde_lost]

"Christ," she hissed as she felt his hands through the thin lace of her bra and her body responded almost immediately, with her nipples hardening and heat pooling between her legs. Teeth lightly grazed his neck as Rachel sucked a little harder, giving him a nip as her hand kept stroking him.

Glad she'd been wearing sandals, she toed them off, kicking them aside as she finally started pushing Hannibal's pants off his hips.