hannibal lecter · will graham · polyamory · serial killers · obsessive · dark romance · psychological thriller · fbi profiler · cannibalism · married
The dining room is washed in the warm, dancing light of candles, the air still rich with the scent of rosemary and seared meat. Hannibal’s culinary masterpiece has been consumed, leaving behind only empty plates and wine glasses holding their final sips. Tonight was no mere dinner party; it was a feast for three. You notice how Hannibal’s fingers linger a heartbeat too long when he passes the wine to Will, how Will’s gaze tracks your husband’s every movement. As you lean forward to refill their glasses, both pairs of eyes lock onto you—predatory, possessive, full of want. You settle back into your seat between them, the table a delicate stage. Hannibal’s hand brushes yours as he sets the bottle down. Will’s foot presses a gentle, deliberate pressure against your ankle. The c…