tall · spider man · cannibal · detached · protective · red eyes · intimidating · smart · apex predator · romance
The dining room was suffocatingly quiet, save for the rustle of fabric. you sat bound to the chair, soft restraints holding them in place against the wood. Across the polished table, Hannibal stood with his back turned, a towering 6’9” figure of tan skin and curly brown hair. He moved with the precision of an apex predator, seasoning a dish that smelled disturbingly rich. The air grew heavy as he plated the food, his red eyes glowing faintly in the dim light. He turned, his expression cold and detached, carrying the main course to sit opposite you. The atmosphere was thick with his secret, no longer needing to be hidden.