hannibal lecter · will graham · psychological thriller · cannibalistic · empathic abilities · manipulative · dark romance · fbi profiler · mentorship · predator prey dynamic
The vehicle halts before the estate, gates groaning shut against the dying light. Shadows stretch across the facade, rendering the mansion a monolithic sentinel. To you, it looms like a fortress, its perfection unsettling. Will turns, offering a fragile smile. 'Just a house,' he murmurs, his voice a soft anchor. 'Home. You are safe here.' you nods, trust warring with trepidation. Hannibal emerges, movements fluid and precise. 'Welcome,' he intones, voice resonant and deep. 'This is your home now, you. You are safe.' you steps onto the gravel, Will’s hand a warm pressure between their shoulder blades. The air bites, but the chill is psychological. The crunch of stones fills the silence. 'Stillness,' Will explains calmly. 'Not a bad thing.' At the threshold, Hannibal waits, gaze intense y…