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Reborn From Ashes

Summary; Two lost souls find each other. Will they become the cure that they were looking for? Will they help each other or walk away?

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston X Reader

Genre: Romance. There will be smut in the future ;))  Slow burn!

Warnings: Break in.  Y/N talks bout her abusive ex and violent things he did to her. Sad but something at the end will make you guys go crazy!! ;)

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Chapter 6

A week after the movie night she went to her therapist, Mrs. Smith was surprised when Y/N greeted her with a genuine smile.

‘‘You seem happy, what happened?’‘ Mrs. Smith asked, Y/N gave her the notebook and sat down. ‘‘Read it to find out.’‘ after five minutes of reading the therapist closed the notebook, and laid it on her table.

‘‘So you met someone?’‘ she asked, ‘‘Yes. And it is safe to say that we are... friends. Look, I have a friend, shocking right?’‘ Y/N laughed hysterically.

‘‘When I read the notebook your relationship whit him didn’t seem like a friendship Y/N.’‘  Mrs. Smith said while picking her pencil.

‘‘What do you mean?’‘ young girl asked but she already understood what Mrs. Smith was trying yo say, she was just trying to avoid or stall her.

‘‘Do you like him in a more than friends  way?’‘ That was the question that made Y/N afraid. The voices in her head kept asking that question whenever she was with Tom.

‘‘You wrote that you met his mother, this is a huge step for both of you.’‘ Mrs. Smith continued.

‘‘It wasn’t on purpose.’‘ Y/N replied shortly.

‘‘Y/N please, stop ignoring my question. What we do here is to guide you, and find answers to questions.’‘  she was taking notes while talking.

Y/N’s hands were on her lap, she was nervous and her therapist noticed.

‘‘I know that you swore you’ll never be in a relationship again. But we humans are social animals Y/N, we cannot hide from human connection,and intimacy and these things are a part of-’‘ Y/N had a sudden bravery,  ‘‘Yes, I like him.’‘ she finally said, feeling lighter with her confession.

Mrs. Smith smiled to see her progress, ‘’Good. We are getting somewhere. What do you like about him?’’ Just thinking about Tom made her blush, ‘’He is so thoughtful, I can see that he is trying to be more gentle when we are together. I haven’t told him about my... past  but he is smart.’’ 

‘‘Would you like to tell him some day?’‘

‘‘I want to but I don’t want to scare him off. We have a profound friendship, and I don’t want that to go away.’‘ she admitted sincerely.

‘‘What you feel is natural, and when the right moment comes I think you should tell him. Let’s come to my second important question, do you think he likes you? Because what I’ve read tells me that he is trying to be close to you, and like you said he is deliberately being gentle. So, what do you think?’‘

‘‘No.’‘ This time she didn’t wait or hesitate to answer. ‘‘You sound so sure. Why?’‘

She was trying to scratch the green paint off her fingers, ‘’Because he is being friendly close, friendly gentle. I am a friend to him and to be honest I doubt that he wants a problematic partner in his life.’’ she couldn’t look at Mrs. Smith in the eye. 

‘‘Y/N, you are not problematic. When I look at you I see a young, beautiful painter who is trying to survive like others.’‘ Y/N rolled her eyes, ‘‘Thank you but you haven’t seen how gorgeous he is. He should be with someone who is gorgeous like him, and that someone is not me.’‘ It hurt her to talk about her thoughts out loud but that’s what she felt.

After the session she had to throw herself outside to breath, and saw the colours of Christmas dancing harmoniously. Red, green, gold, white colours where everywhere, she had this sudden urge to finish her secret project.

Yes, she was secretly painting Tom. It was on a little canvas, well it wasn’t actually Tom, it was his misunderstood character Loki, and her plan was to give it to him when she was done and she was close to finishing.

She quickly went home to paint, and she got a text from Tom.

Tom: Hey Y/N! Can I call you? There is something that I want to ask you.

Her heart skipped a beat, did she do something wrong?

Y/N: Yes, I’m free. You can call.

She stared at the little canvas before her until her phone rang.

‘‘Hello darling.’‘ he sounded nervous.

‘‘Hi Tom.’‘ They talked about their day for few minutes and than Tom finally got to his point.

‘‘Y/N, tomorrow is Christmas, so do you have any plans?’‘ Y/N thought for a second, her plan was to call her parents, and eat alone on her couch, and she was planning to watch The Grinch.

‘‘No, I don’t have an actual plan. Why?’‘ 

‘‘Because, my mother insists that you should spend your Christmas with us. By us I meant mom, me, and my two sisters including their partners.’‘

Tom was on his couch, Bobby on his side, he was staring at the telly but his looks were empty. She didn’t answer at first, and that made him uneasy. Did he went too far?

‘‘I’m sorry, I know how you feel about crowded places. I shouldn’t have asked-’‘ he felt so embarrassed like a school boy.

‘‘I will come.’‘ she blurted out.

‘‘You will?’‘ He couldn’t help but sound desperat, he wanted to spend the Christmas with her so badly.

‘‘Yes. Don’t forget to send me the address.’‘ She felt like she couldn’t breath, what was she getting herself into?

‘‘I want to pick you up if that’s okey with you?’‘ he asked biting his lip, she could hear his uneven breathing.

‘‘That would be great. See you tomorrow.’‘ she had to hang up because she had an idea.

‘‘Yeah, bye.’‘

She planned to spend hours and finish the Loki painting, and give it to Tom when he comes to pick her up. She enthusiastically waggled her brushes and got to work.

Tom exhaled a dramatich sigh, he was so happy but nervous at the same time, and he felt like his heart was about to jump out of his rib cage. He placed the satin, black box on the table and smiled to himself.

She finished the painting at 5 in the morning, she gave it a last look before going to bed, Y/N was quite pleased with her work, and hoped that he would like it.

When she woke up she wrapped the present and went to her wardrobe.

 ‘’Why did you agree anyway?’’ the voices started again, ‘’Now you have to impress his family which is not an easy job.’’      Y/N brushed the thoughts away and picked her outfit. Black and dark red lace dress, black pumps, her dress had a nice V neckline.

She covered the sleep deprivation with a natural make up. She heard the knock on the door and it brought her to reality. ‘’You got this.’’ she whispered to herself and walked to the door.

Tom felt like he was lost for words, she was indeed beautiful,Y/N was shocked to see him with a nice black suit and dark red tie and a handkerchief. It was as if they agreed on the same colours.

‘‘May I come in?’‘ he cleared his throat and asked. ‘‘Yes, please come in.’‘ They walked to her living room. ‘‘You wait here, I’ll be getting my purse.’‘

Tom couldn’t help but stare at her leave. He sat on the couch. She got back with her purse, one hand behind her back. They both talked at the same time and then laughed, ‘’Ladies first.’’ Tom said. ‘’I have a present for you Tom.’’ her Y/E/C eyes were shining.

He gently opened his present, Y/N was on edge ‘’What if he doesn’t like it?’’

‘‘Y/N...’‘ he was staring at the splendid painting. She got close to him, ‘‘What do you think?’‘ their eyes met, ‘‘It’s an exquisite gift. I am lost for words. You are so thoughtful. Thank you, can’t wait to put this on my bedroom’s wall.’‘

Y/N smiled proudly, he gently put his present on the table and reached for his pocket. A black velvet box appeared, ‘’Would you mind turning your back?’’ he asked, they were so close and none of them realized that they were whispering, their breaths were dancing on each other’s faces. She turned her back, and heard him open the box.

He reached to lay the necklace on her neck, his arms brushed her shoulders. He noticed that she didn’t flinch, it was a good sign. She turned to him touching the necklace. It’s shape was heart diamond. ‘’Tom, I don’t know what to say. You shouldn’t have.’’ He was pleased to see the fascination on her Y/E/C eyes. ‘’Y/N, please. I want to do things for you. You are important to me.’’

He held her waist, ‘’Did you like it?’’ 

‘‘Yes, I really loved it’s shape.’‘ she blushed. ‘‘I have choosen it specifically.’‘ Yes he did choose it’s hape because he wanted her to sense how he feels but slowly. He didn’t want to scare her off.

‘‘Mr. Hiddleston, are you trying to give me your heart metaphorically?’‘ She joked but her smile faded away when she saw how serious he was. ‘‘Tom, is something wrong?’‘ She thought she said something bad. ‘‘You don’t know it, do you?’‘ he asked, getting closer to her, his hands were still on her soft waist his eyes begging for her to understand but all she saw was a wild ocean, uneasy with confusing thoughts.

‘‘Know what?’‘ She reached for to cup his cheek, he laid his head on her touch. If he or she reached a little more their lips would met but neither of them was sure to take this step. It was so easy for them to be lost in each other’s eyes.

Tom’s phone rang. She noticed how close they were so she took a step back, he answered his phone. ‘’It’s my mom, she asked what is taking us so long. Shall we leave?’’ he smiled like nothing happened. They left her house and got into his car.

Before entering Diana’s house she was so nervous but his family proved to her that there was nothing to be nervous about. They were all nice, funny people who welcomed her. Diana’s Christmas dinner was to die for and Y/N took few recepies. She helped her in the kitchen while others were in the living room.

‘‘So he finally decided to give you the necklace?’‘ Diana asked, Y/N was confused, ‘‘What do you mean by finally?’‘ Diana smiled at her, ‘‘He consulted me at first, asked me if it would be too much. I said nonsense buy the girl the necklace.’‘ They both giggled, ‘‘I just want you to know that you are really important to my boy, and to me as well. I’m glad I met you Y/N.’‘ her blue eyes were fixed on Y/N. ‘‘Thank you Diana. I am so glad I met you and your family.’‘

Throughout the night she became friends with every one which made Tom happy, the night went very well and they left quite late. During the car ride they talked about how much fun they had, Tom was pleased to hear that Y/N enjoyed herself.

When he parked close to her home he noticed something, he pointed at her apartment, ‘’I don’t remember you leaving the lights on. Do you?’’ he asked concerned. ‘’No, because I didn’t leave the lights on.’’ She felt the fire of panic in her. ‘’Let’s remain calm, I’ll go and look around. You stay here.’’ Said Tom, unbuckleing his safety belt but Y/N stopped him by touching his arm. ‘’I won’t let you go there alone.’’

‘‘But Y/N-’‘ she unbuckled, ‘‘Tom it’s my house. If something happened to it I would like to see.’‘ they left the car together. Her land lady was out of town for Christmas so Y/N mentally noted that she should call the old lady if it was a robbery.

Her door was wide open, lights were on, and everything was a mess. Chairs, tables were broken. Pillows were torn apart. She rushed to see her paintings and what she feared was before her eyes. Canvases were ripped, brushes broken. Tom followed her to see the devastating place.  She saw the little note on one of her paintings. It said; ‘’Found you.’’ 

She sinked to the ground, her legs were too tired to carry her and she screamed. Tom reached to hold her in his arms. She was shaking, crying heavily.

Tom noticed the note she was holding. ‘’Who could do something like this!?’’ she didn’t answer, ‘’I am going to call the police.’’

After a 20 minutes of crying she finally managed to stop, Tom put his jacket on her sunken shoulders and police arrived.  A police officer approached to Y/N and asked her some questions. Tom was also  being questioned.

‘‘We searched the whole flat, nothing is stolen so this must be a message.’‘ One of the officers pointed at the note. ‘‘Do you have enemies Ms. Y/L/N? Someone who wants to hurt you?’‘ 

Y/N’s eyes were fixed on the ground, Tom noticed how uncomfortable she was. ‘’Officer we are really tired, can Y/N come to the police station tomorrow?’’ he wanted them to leave. ‘’Mr. Hiddleston I know this is hard for both of you but we have to do our job.’’

‘‘I know who did this.’‘ Y/N spoke, her voice was shaking. ‘‘My ex fiance. He is the one who would do something like this.’‘

‘‘What’s his name?’‘ Officer asked while taking out his notebook. ‘‘James Prendick.’‘ She replied. Tom noticed how disturbed she was by only saying that person’s name. After at least 10 minutes of questioning officers left and the whole flat went silent.

‘‘Pack your things.’‘ Tom said, his tone was firm he didn’t want to sound angry or anything like that but the way she looked at him changed. ‘‘I am sorry Y/N, I just... I won’t let you stay here more than 5 seconds. If he was the one who did this that means he will try to harm you again.’‘ She could see how tired and concerned he was. 

‘‘I have nowhere to go.’‘ She replied coldy, he felt a heavy rock on his chest, she was indeed lonely and that needed to stop. ‘‘If it is okey with you, would you like to stay at my place? You saw my home it is enough for both of us.’‘ he suggested.

‘‘Tom, you are always too kind. I really don’t want to cause you any trouble.’‘ Their eyes met, just an hour ago she was laughing at his mother’s jokes and now he could see how broken she was. ‘’Y/N, you won’t cause any trouble. To be honest if you say no I’m planning on kidnapping you.’’He made her chuckle. ‘’Wait in the car, I will pack my things.’’

‘‘Home sweet home.’‘ said Tom looking at Bobby who greeted them at the door. She placed his jacket on the hanger, and walked inside. ‘‘Where should I put my things?’‘ She looked around like a lost puppy. ‘‘The guest room is upstairs... but there is another option.’‘ she could see the childish grin on his face. ‘‘Don’t even think about it Hiddleston!’‘ 

The guest room was better than her room, it had a king sized bed, two chairs, and a wardrobe but no shower only toilet. She felt like she needed a good shower and she called out from upstairs, ‘’Tom! Can I use your shower?’’ soon later she heared him from the living room ‘’Yes! No problem.’’

She walked into his bedroom, she could see the reflection of him everywhere, it was characteristic. Big bed with dark blue sheets, brown nightstands, a huge brown wardrobe. She walked into the bathroom, it was clean and shiny. She undressed and folded her clothes and laid on the bathtub which she filled with hot water. She laid her head on the cold tub, closed her eyes and tried hard to not cry but when the first sob left her shaking lips she let go. It’s been a while since she was scared like this.

‘‘Is he back?’‘ even thinking about the posibility made her shiver under the hot water, she was scratching her legs and her arms to stop the crying, and left nail marks. Tom took care of little things in the living room and climbed the stairs. He went to his room to check if it was presentable, and he heard her. He slowly approached to the bathroom door and listened, she was crying. He had this sudden urge to walk in and wrap his arms around her, and tell her that everything is going to be okey. He had to take a step back to stop himself from fulfilling his urge. He knocked on the door.

‘‘Yes?’‘ she was sniffing, ‘‘I was just checking if you were okey. I made tea, you can join me in the living room.’‘ he tried to sound joyful. ‘‘I’ll be out in a minute.’‘

She dried herself, celaned the tub and wore her over-sized shirt. The shirt was long enough to cover her bottom, and she was too tired to think if it was okey to walk around Tom like this. She went down stairs to find him with Bobby and sipping his tea. Even though she was bare foot he heard her light footsteps. 

‘‘Hi.’‘ He finally said after looking up and down on her form, he scooted over and gestured her to sit next to him. ‘‘I am sure you have a lot of questions.’‘ She said after petting Bobby for a while. ‘‘Yes.’‘ He replied. ‘‘But you are kind enough to stay silent.’‘ 

‘‘Y/N,’‘ he held her hands ‘‘You know a lot of things about me but when I think about you... I know just few things. I respect your choices but I wish I knew more, so that I could help you.’‘ he was honest, she could see it in his eyes. Y/N remembered what her therapist said, ‘‘When the right moment comes you should tell him.’‘ 

She slowly got up from her seat, turned off the lighst, and sat back. Tom was confused, it was really dark. ‘’I will tell you everything Tom.’’ She said. ‘’Why did you turn off the lights?’’ he asked, ‘’Because I don’t want you to see me cry when I tell you my tale.’’ 

She took a sip from her tea and started to talk; ‘’I was 18 and a Freshman in college, one day my roommate and her boyfriend told me that there was a party and we all went together. The house belonged to my ex abusive fiance who was a Senior and 22 years old. When it comes to Freshman and Senior relationship it generally isn’t the most innocent type.

Everyone loved James, he was an active person. When we started to see each other he was so nice, and my friends were jealous of me, because he always bought me things and took me to places. By the way he comes from a rich family, I wasn’t in it for the money, anyways I really liked him. First month in our relationship he slapped me because I wasn’t paying attention to him.’’

She had to take a breath, ‘’It was the first red flag, and I know I should’ve left him but I was a naive little girl who thought she could fix everyone. I stayed with him through college and we got engaged but he got worse.’’

She chuckled sadly to herself and continued, ‘’One time I didn’t agree with him on a minor subject and he kicked me out of the car, forced me to walk without my shoes and socks.’’  Y/N felt Tom reaching out and holding her hands, his gesture brought smile to her lips. 

‘‘The last straw was when he beat me with his belt, I couldn’t take it anymore and talked to my parents. They helped me leave him but it wasn’t enough so I left my town, changed my phone number. The last thing he said to me was ‘I will find you bitch.’ and now he found me.’‘

When she was done talking they sat in silence. Tom had to process, ‘’Well, you wanted to know, now you know.’’ she said, sadness dripping from her sweet tounge. Tom found her cheeks in the dark and whipped away the tears. ‘’You don’t have to feel sorry for me Tom.’’ He was gently brushing her wet cheeks, and he did something he thought he would never have the courage to do. ‘’Tom please, say something.’’ She begged, because Y/N didn’t want to lose him. Now their eyes got used to the darkness, Tom’s hands never left her cheeks and he kissed her.

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Princess

I think I have read all of your fics but I hope this hasn’t already been requested, but a Hannibal x fem reader smut where maybe they aren’t dating yet and she stressed and gets frustrated and snaps/yells at him in his office and he just goes silent then responds with his dominant self and like ya know wink wink (maybe bends her over the desk) the rest is like up to you. @fallingfor-fics

Warnings; Unprotected sex. Spanking. Daddy kink, praise kink omg :D

A/N: Thank you for this request. Chile anyways so... lol Sorry for any typos. <3

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Y/N was on her way to Doctor Hannibal Lecter’s office, it was lunch time and she promised that they would eat lunch together at his office. She made sandwiches and brought sliced fruits, she walked to the office and quickly ran the hall way, as usual it was silent and dim. She knocked on the grey door and Hannibal Lecter answered it with a strange smile. Y/N and Hannibal met couple months ago, she was Will Graham’s close friend and she was invited to Doctor Lecter’s dinner party. Hannibal Lecter kindly introduced himself to her, he wasn’t just kind though, there were walls between them, Will warned her about Hannibal’s strange behavior. She was fascinated by him, the way he walked, talked and held himself… she could see that he was a man who looked down on most people but when they were alone she felt they were equal, he made sure of that. Hannibal always remembered and cherished the day they met, she walked to his kitchen with Will, Hannibal looked up to see this young woman, he had to admit he had never seen such beauty before, he stopped whatever he was doing and walked up to meet them, his maroon eyes were on her, ‘’Y/N Y/L/N I assume? I’m Hannibal Lecter, pleasure to meet you.’’ And he kissed the back of her hand, ‘’The pleasure is all mine.’’ She said with her sweet, innocent voice, her cheeks looked warm and her smile lit up the entire room. Ever since that dinner party Hannibal and Y/N were spending time together, he started to keep inviting her to his home for dinner or breakfast, whenever he got a ticket to see a play he would buy two because she also loved watching plays. He watched her walk inside, putting the bags on his clean and neat brown table and unpacking, she was getting comfortable with each day and he liked that, however sometimes she would take a step back as if she could sense how corrupted and evil he was, this excited Hannibal, it was invigorating to see the fear in her Y/E/C eyes.

He walked to his dark brown cabinet to get red wine, he knew it was her favorite, he brought two glasses and they both settled on his comfortable dark grey couches, she loved visiting his office because she loved his understanding of aesthetics, the only thing bothered her was that whenever they were having lunch at his office she felt like he was her therapist, because they were sitting on the opposite couches and he would make remarks of psychology as if he is analyzing her.

Before Y/N Hannibal would never eat outside or eat someone’s food but one day she surprised him and he was astonished by her cooking skills and he decided that he could make exceptions just for her. He could see she was troubled but he didn’t want to point it out, ‘’How was your day?’’ he casually asked. Y/N didn’t look at him, her focus was on her wine, ‘’Normal.’’ She shortly replied, Hannibal could sense the irritation in her voice, he sometimes shocked himself for putting up with a young woman such as Y/N, he was interested in her and not in a friendship way, he wanted to be intimate with this girl but sometimes she could push his buttons. He moved his head slightly shrugging her bad energy away, ‘’That doesn’t sound like normal Y/N.’’ they was he said her name sent shivers to her entire body it was loving and threatening at the same time. ‘’What do you want me to say Hannibal?!’’ She didn’t mean to raise her voice like that, she was surprised to see that not a single muscle moved on his face, she was in awe of how beautiful he was, high cheek bones, sharp jaw line, he was significantly older than her and she could see it but he was like a vintage wine. ‘’You can tell me anything Y/N, you know that. We can socialize and communicate like adults.’’ He took a bite from his sandwich, Y/N rolled her eyes. Hannibal noticed that habit months ago and whenever she did that he just wanted to slam her body against a wall or a near desk and teach her manners. He was having an inner battle which Y/N was blind to see, with his free hand he squeezed the couch’s arm rest. Okay dad!’’ she replied with a sarcastic voice, she stood up, ‘’My problems are mine, you are not my dad so stop trying to be one and mind your own business.’’ She walked to his table to get her stuff but something snapped in Hannibal’s twisted mind. He quickly bolted to his feet and walked to the door, he had the key in his pocket so he locked it. With the sound of door being locked Y/N stopped, looked at him and she saw him walking to her, like a hunter walking to his prey. Her mind was racing and voices in her head were screaming to run but her body didn’t move. He stood right in front of her, moved a strand of hair away from her pretty face, ‘’It’s about time I teach you manners princess.’’ And he grabbed her soft neck, pulled her to him. Their lips met for the first time, Y/N imagined this moment more than once and her dreams were always sweet and romantic, however the kiss was nothing like that, it was passionate, rough and she was actually scared of how aggressive Hannibal can be.

When she got a metallic taste in her mouth Hannibal let go, they were breathless, his one hand still on her neck, other at her waist. ‘’Even though I want to take my time wit you princess you were acting like a brat, you should be punished.’’ His voice was calm, his maroon eyes never leaving her eyes, he kissed her again, his lips were skilled and felt cute, his tongue explored her mouth like a starved man, his hands went to her black pencil skirt, lifted the fabric up, her hands were in his hair, they felt so soft, it was as if she was touch the most expensive silk. He pulled away from her, ‘’I want you to bend over to the desk, and never move.’’

Her cheeks were flushed, she thought he could hear her heart beat, she did what he said.

Hannibal looked at her body, bent over on his table, waiting for him to punish her, he took a deep breath and came to whisper in her ear, ‘’I want you to count with me darling, if you disobey or miss a number I will start over. You wouldn’t want to test me right now. Understood?’’ She never had a sexual experience like this before and was eager to know what Hannibal was up to, ‘’Yes.’’ She whispered like him. ‘’Good girl.’’

A harsh slap landed on her butt cheek, she didn’t expect that and yelled, ‘’One.’’ She heard Hannibal say and he waited for her to say the number, ‘’O- one.’’ She said with a shaky breath, he spanked her again, ‘’Two.’’ He looked calm but inside his blood was boiling, he imagined this before, he wanted to do this to her for so long and now she was bent over and taking it. ‘’Two.’’ Y/N said screaming, he spanked her again and again and again. Y/N could feel herself getting wet, when he stopped he leaned on her back, moving his hand on her burning ass, ‘’Shh’’ she was crying, ‘’It’s over, have you learned your lesson princess?’’

‘’Y- yes.’’

‘’Good. Since you were a good girl and didn’t complain…’’ his hand went to her wet panties, ‘’hmm, someone wants to be spoiled. Do you think you deserve it?’’

She was shocked and speechless so she moved her head as yes, ‘’Use your words princess.’’

‘’Yes, please.’’

Hannibal slowly pushed her wet panties down, gave kisses to her exposed legs, he kissed her red butt cheeks and watched her move in pain. He quickly got rid of his belt and pulled his pants and underwear down to his ankles. His cock was hard and the tip was shiny with pre-cum. He pumped himself few times, moved his cock to teas her swollen pussy, she moaned softly, ‘’I will be gentle at first, tell me if I hurt you princess.’’ And he pushed into her entrance slowly, even though he just spanked her several times he never wanted to hurt her, he kept pushing himself in slowly and when he was balls deep she made small pleasure sounds, ‘’You like it?  Tell daddy how much you like it.’’

‘’I love your cock daddy, please fuck me- I- I can’t take it anymore..’’ he was balls deep and not moving to tease her, he hand all the rights to tease her because of her behavior earlier but he decided to move. He moved out, holding her waist and when his cock was completely out he slammed back in, she arched her back in pleasure, she never expected him to be this big.. she wasn’t used to but Hannibal was slow and taking his time, making her adjust to his huge size. You were embarrassingly wet for him, only Hannibal could do this to you. He watched you swallow him, he could cum right there if he didn’t let out a long shaky breathe, he kept his slow pace, in and out, she had to bit her finger, she was ashamed of how wet she was and the sound of it made her entire body shiver, ‘’That’s it, you are doing so well.’’ She had a praise kink and she moaned his name like a prayer. ‘’Such a pretty thing,’’ he said as he got faster, his hands buried to her waist, she knew that the next day she will see purple bruises on her ass and waist and that excited her, he was making sure to leave marks on her body, he wanted to scream to the world that she was his. His hips bumping the backs of her thighs with each thrust and she gasped with each stroke, he tightly pressed her flat against the cold table, ‘’A- shit-‘’ she tried to speak but the pleasure she was receiving was too much, her couldn’t form words. In this position the head of his big cock hitting her g-spot perfectly, she never experienced something like this and she screamed his name. He was fucking her wet cunt relentlessly, she could feel his breath on her neck and ear, she got goosebumps, and he was keeping her immobile, ‘’You liked to be fucked until you’re fucking shaking, I know princess I know.’’ His voice turned her even more, and she liked the pet name princess, with each word he trusted in her and her eyes got blurry, a helpless moan sliped from her dry lips and she felt her cunt leaking she was coming and it was slippery mess down on her thighs, ‘’Daddy,’’ Hannibal loved being called a daddy, it was his thing he was closer and he could feel her coming, leaking, her walls tightened and started to milk him, his final sudden and harsh trust made her shed a tear, her eyes were squeeze shut and jaw locked, Hannibal could feel her cunt gush and soak his and her thighs, he emptied his hot cum in her tight hole and she let him fill her.

‘’I hope you misbehave soon princess.’’ He kissed her cheek and smiled.

Thank you for reading. :)

Shattered Pieces

Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Genre: Romance. Smut in the future. Angst.

Warnings: None. Long ass chapter, get a cup of tea for this lol

Summary: Bucky and Y/N were in love back in the 40s but Hydra took Bucky away from Y/N. Y/N tried to find him but HYDRA stopped her and she paid a price. Now all they knew was Bucky was dead, however they were wrong. Can she face the new Bucky, the infamous Winter Soldier?

This story takes place in Captain America The Winter Soldier.This will be a short story. Sorry for any tyops. Likes and comments are welcomed in this house lol, stay safe my dudes!! Text me if I forgot to tag you <333

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Chapter 5

(Flashback)

Y/N wore her red swimsuit, it had a cute bow on the waist, she had to sneak out early in the morning before her mother made her take care of her little siblings. a week ago Steve invited her to Coney Island, it was summer and he wanted to swim so she agreed. Steve's mother and her mother were childhood bestffriends so that's how they became friends. They were going to meet on the same spot where they went last year, she checked her bag to see if she got everything and then she left her neighborhood. She was early so she laid he towel on the hot sand and decided to sunbathe before he came.

Bucky was begging Steve to introduce him to Y/N for days now, he saw her leaving Steve's house with her parents and ever since he wanted to talk to her but Steve only thought that Bucky was being Bucky, a ladies man, that's why he didn't want Bucky to break her heart. Yesterday Steve gave in, he promised to take him to Coney Island to meet Y/N. Now they were looking for her on the beach, ''Where is she?'' Bucky asked excited, he was carrying the big umbrella -not like he was going to let Steve carry it- ''Right there.'' Steve pointed and they walked to her. Y/N didn't hear them coming but two shadows blocked her sun so she opened her eyes, when she saw Steve she stood up and hugged him tightly, ''Hey buddy!'' she was the only girl Steve felt comfortable to be around, Bucky was in awe of her beauty. Her red swimsuit looked perfect on her, showing her curves. ''Hi, I'm Bucky.'' Y/N turned to him, she never saw him before but Steve talked about him alot. She touched his hand lightly, ''Y/N.'' she simply said, not interested. Steve could see that Bucky's usual charm wasn't working on Y/N, she wasn't a simple girl after all. 

As the day went by they talked, Steve sometimes left them alone, Y/N understood what was going on. ''I have 4 siblings.'' Bucky said, the subject was family, ''I have 3 small ones. And let me tell you it's no fun, it's like I'm their ma sometimes.'' she confessed, taking a bite from her hotdog. ''I know what you mean. Hey, would you like to swim with me? It's hot here.'' Y/N rolled her eyes playfully, ''Alright.'' 

She wasn't a good swimmer and Bucky took advantage of that, showing her new positions and getting small chances of touching her. He was a fun guy to be around, at the end of the day without realizing Bucky fell in love, and so did Y/N. They spent all of their money and hopped on the back of a truck to go back home. Steve noticed their happines, they looked cute together. Y/N was playing hard to get first but one day Bucky broke a beer glass on a dude's head because he was flirting with his gal, and that day they both expressed their feelings. 

Their relationship had it's ups and downs, they could be really jealous and possessive, and it caused ugly fights. One time Y/N left finger nail marks on a girl's face just because he touched Bucky's arm. After Bucky joined the army their parents knew about them so it got serious. And then finally he proposed to her, he had it in his mind for months, as he was visiting her they decided to get ice cream and watch the sunset. The orangy colour made her skin look divine, her scent was something he could never forget, right at that moment he knew he could not live without her so he proposed, they didn't need rings or a fancy restaurant. She said yes, all night they danced in their small home and made love. Their love was something all their friends envied, however they turned into Ikarus, life seperated them and made them fall, hard. 

As she was telling their love story briefly she watched the way his expression changed. In the beginning he looked happy but towards the end he got sad and angry, it was like he remembered some parts, when she finished a thick silence filled the room, it was a lot to take in. ''A beautiful and tragic story.'' Finally Bucky spoke giving her a cup of coffee. Their fingers slightly brushed, it gave them a shallow breath. ''Yeah, if it wasn't for Hydra we would have a family and be burried side by side.'' She confessed what she thought, she always wanted to grow old with him but life had it's own plans for them. ''I still have the letters you sent from army, I can give them to you.'' She opened her backpack and pulled out the yellow papers. Bucky took them carefully, he was eager to learn so he started to read them. ''I remember this, it was the day when Steve saved me and I felt like I had to write to you and give you the good news.'' A tremulous smile touched his face as he finished reading all the letters, ''Why do you still keep them?'' he asked, she rolled her eyes ''You were the love of my life Bucky, after losing you those letters kept me alive.'' her comment startled him. Because all his life he was nothing but a disaster, taking lives and destorying families so the idea of someone loving him so deeply left him speechless.  She took them back and he watched how she was regardful to them,

''Does she still love me?''

he didn't dare to ask, not yet at least. ''What is your plan? If you don't leave Steve will find you.'' He shrugged his shoulders, ''I haven't decided, but I don't wanna run anymore.'' he was tired, after years of brainwashing and being an assassin takes a toll on you. She stood up, it was time to leave. Y/N got close to him and stood still right in front of him, he was still sitting so he moved his head up to meet her gaze. She traced his cheek with the back of her hand, Bucky closed her eyes with the action, ''Old habits die hard.'' she thought. ''I can't expect you to be the same man I fell in love in 1936, because none of us is the same anymore, but please find your way back to me.'' He opened his eyes to see her, she knelt to gave him a kiss on his cheek, ''Good night James.'' a tear found it's way out and left a warm feeling on his cheek.

Soon disasters followed one another, Bucky was framed for the bombing at Vienna and later they found out that it was the plan of scientific genius Baron Zemo who was after revenge. They had to take Bucky away from T'challa, and Tony Stark and it was hard for Y/N to fight her friends. However, they managed to take Bucky to Wakanda it was Steve's and Y/N secret. No one could know.

Their plan was to make Bucky remember, but the problem was that Bucky wanted to be frozen again and wait for God knows how long, Steve suggested that he sould at least try to remember and Bucky finally said yes. It was their first week on Wakanda, Steve had to leave so it was just Bucky, Y/N and the rest of the Wakanda. The new king -T'challa- and his family welcomed them with open arms, Shuri -king's baby sister- was a genius and she promised to Steve that she would design something to make Bucky remember his past vividly, but Bucky gave them a deadline, they only had a month and that was it, if the plan was to fail he would go back on ice.  Their first week went silent, Bucky's broken silver metal arm was gone and Shuri secretly was making a new one with the vibranium, it was a unique metal which could absorb, store, and release large amounts of  kinetic energy. King gave them small houses on the country side, the houses had dome roofs and they were by the river. Y/N loved the place, she made  herself a garden for flowers and some fruits. 

It was late night, Y/N was on her garden watching the river and the shiny stars above her, she was the one who didn't want to live in the same house with Bucky because she knew that it would be too much for both of them. Bucky, the White Wolf as they called him, needed to rest his mind first. Shuri came to see her, she was a nice girl and respected Y/N dearly. ''What a beautiful night.'' Y/N said welcoming her, ''It is.'' she came and sat on the cold grass, ''Would you like some tea? I just made it.'' Y/N offered kindly, ''I'll get it.'' Shuri said and walked inside, even though they just met they were becoming close friends quickly and it made Y/N smile, it had been a long time since she had a girl bestie. ''I hope you have some good news.'' Y/N finally spoke, Shuri was busy with her new technological designs to make Bucky remember, ''I know you want the device to work immediately but I'm actually stuck. Don't tell my bro that.'' her comment made her laugh, ''I promise.'' she finished her tea. ''I've heard that he was your boyfriend. Have you guys been spending time together?'' Shuri asked curiously, ''He has been avoiding me ever since we got here.'' she looked over her shoulder to see his small house, his light was on and she could see his shadow. Shuri gazed at where Y/N was looking, ''It's must be killing you, I'm sorry I didn't want to upset you.'' she shrugged her shoulders. ''It's okay Shuri, I just... I don't even know what I want. Sometimes I want him to look at me like the way he used to but sometimes I don't want him to remember anything about us.'' It was a confession night for Y/N, it was nice to have a female friend who listened. ''Why?'' 

A soft wind moved the skirts of her white dress, ''It's gonna break him to know that he spent his entire life away from me, away from the love of his life, yeah he told me that himself after beating a dude just because he looked at me more than 5 seconds.'' she smiled at the lost memory. Shuri was shocked, ''Wow! I'm impressed sis.'' she didn't want to spy on her anymore so she stood up, ''Why are they calling him The White Wolf?''  Y/N asked standing up, everyday she heard Wakandans call him that. ''Because he is white and he is strong like a wolf.'' It made sense now, ''Good night Shuri.'' As she watched Shuri leave she saw Bucky standing on his treshold and watching them silently, Y/N hesitantly took a step towards his house but he slithered back in. It broke Y/N's heart but she knew he needed time and space to come around. 

Next morning Y/N woke up to the children's laughter, it was sunny outside. She dragged herself off of her bed and walked outside to see, the scene before her eyes surprised her. Bucky was playing with the kids around him, putting one on his shoulders with his one hand, and he was doing it so effortlessly. She didn't want him to feel uncomfortable so she walked back inside to make herself breakfast, if she looked back she could see him watching her walk inside, his smile faded away. ''Did I want her to see me like this?''

Bucky was avoiding her for days now, it was because he was scared that any moment he could turn into The Winter Soldier and attack her again. He obviously didn't want to hurt her but watching her from a far made him realize that she was sad. He sometimes watched her gardening, talking to the locals and baking for kids. She always had a sincere smile on her face whenever she had a company, always treated them kindly. Their houses weren't far away so he could smell the delicious food she was cooking or he could hear her sweet laughter. He didn't hear her laughter that much but it was cute to hear every once in a while. Now he was on his bed, thinking about his life and the horrible things he had done, ''I deserve to be frozen again.'' he was deep in thoughts but he heard someone's footsteps coming towards his place. Super soldier serum gave him many  gifts and among them there was the gift of hearing things which most people are deaf to. His body tensed, whoever was coming stopped, took a few step back but came back. ''Bucky?'' He heard Y/N say, ''Bucky, are you awake?'' she sounded hesitant. He left his messy bed and opened the thick curtain which was used as a door. She was standing in her purple dress, her Y/H/C looked and smelled fresh, like sweet fruits. She had no shoes, they were mostly walking barefoot all day in Wakanda. She noticed he didn't say anything so she spoke trying to not look at his broad shoulders, ''I made mashed potatos and meatloaf, you used to love them.. and yeah, if you are hungry you should come.'' she tried to sound normal, Bucky was surprised because he didn't expect her to invite him for dinner. As he was standing there, looking into her Y/E/C eyes he noticed how the moonlight highlighted her face, revealing the sadness there, she thought maybe he wasn't in the mood so she walked back to her garden. ''Why didn't I say anything?!'' Bucky got angry at himself and followed her steps, she heard him following and tried to hide her smile. 

Y/N brought everything to the garden, it was really close to the river, she also had candles on the table. Bucky closed his eyes when he took the first bite and she heard him moan in pleasure and it brought back some naught memories, he opened his blue eyes to see her red cheeks. ''Guten Appatit.'' She said smiling, Bucky couldn't remember when was the last time someone prepared a homecooked meal for him, and he had to admit she was a great chef. ''I used to cook for you all the time James, even your mother used to get recipes from me.'' Y/N said, pouring a glass of wine for them, with the though of his family she noticed there was hurt in his eyes, ''Blue eyes, eyes that your mother had given you.'' she said calmly, ''I wonder what happened to my family.'' he confessed. Bucky spent his days thinking about his parents, his siblings, he would like to know how they died. ''I found their graves, but your baby sister is still alive, she is in a nursing home. She cried when she saw me and asked where were you.'' Bucky's shoulders dropped slowly, he took a deep breath, ''I would like to see her soon... before it's too late.'' he whispered more to himself.  Y/N held his hand gently, it was warm, ''You will, I promise.'' she had a loving, good heart and Bucky treasured such a rare character trait, he found himself lucky to be loved by someone like her, however that was decades ago, maybe she was just trying to be nice and help him, be his friend. ''I want her to love me again.'' it crossed his mind, but he didn't dare to say out loud. He ate like there was no tomorrow, ''Thank you again Y/N, you are a great cook.'' he winked at her and she felt the butterflies. 

''My pleasure, you can come and visit me any time you want Bucky because I have food and cookies everywhere.'' He remembered something, was silent for a second, ''We used to make cookies together right? I remember this smell and of course I made a huge mess on the kitchen,'' he kept thinking to remember the rest, ''it was before my army years, yeah? You had a blue dress and I touched your dress with my dirty hands. Do you remember?'' he was smiling ear to ear because it felt great to remember things on his own. ''Yes, it's right, I remember too.'' Moonlight made the tears look like diamonds, ''I didn't mean to upset you.'' Bucky said as soon as he saw the tears. ''No, I'm not upset, I'm just happy that you remembered.'' Bucky found himself holding her hand, ''Y/N,'' he began but as soon as he looked her in the eye he forgot what he was about to say. ''Yes Bucky?'' 

She tried to give him courage, he gave out a heavy breath. ''What I'm about to say will break her heart...''

''I should be frozen again.'' He finally said and watched her smile fade. ''Why? You said we have a month. Why are you doing this to me Bucky?'' She protested, she felt like she was so close and yet so far, Shuri was working on things to bring his memories back he couldn't give up now. ''I'm living with a fear of turning into my old self, The Winter Soldier. What if I hurt someone, what if I hurt you?''

''I trust you Bucky, with all my heart. Just wait for a month and if it doesn't work out I promise you I'll be the one to put you in cryo.'' Y/N said, even though she didn't like the idea she made a promise, but he had to try first.

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Fire on Ice

Summary; Tom Hiddleston is a vicious mob boss who is looking for his father’s killer, his reputation is depending on it and he won’t give up until he finds that man, and you my sweet little Y/N is the weirdest an best thing that happened to him all his life.

Warnings; Torture, knife, bleeding. 

Genres; Romace, smut in the future, slow burn fic. Little Angst my dudes.

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A/n; Hello guys! I wanted to write something related to Tom Hiddleston. Sorry for any typos.  Enjoy. Let me know what you think ;)

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Chapter One

         He was a lonely man, he had to be because of his dangerous profession, however that didn’t stop him from day dreaming about a non existing woman in his life, who takes care of his deep wounds, who gives a soft kiss on his cheek before he leaves for ‘’work’’… he sighed heavily. Men like him didn’t get to have a proper life and he knew that one day he could be killed, so what’s the point of having a partner and leaving them behind? He didn’t notice that he was clenching his sharp jaw, ‘’Sir, we’re here.’’ The voice of his driver brought him back to the reality which he lived in. The window on his side was rolled down and he could smell the trash and dust, he hated this city but he couldn’t leave yet, he had to find him first. His driver parked the car somewhere close to the abandoned warehouse in New York City, place was quiet and abandoned,  perfect place for his dirty work. It was late at night so silence filled the area. Tom visited this place before many times during the day light, he found nothing other than few junkies and homeless people. His driver opened his door and he stepped out, his driver was an American man with long beard and soft brown eyes, he was as tall as him. ‘’Stay here, keep the car ready.’’ There was another car, it belonged to his men. He walked directly to this old shed standing short and ancient, the windows had a thick layer of dust and some were broken, the walls had moss. One of his men opened the door for him, the smell of moss and moist filled his nostrils. He walked in and saw 2 of his men guarding a bald man sitting on a chair, he had bruises on his face and arms. He looked up to meet his  icy blue eyes. ‘’Thomas William Hiddleston,’’ he said shocked, ‘’I didn’t know you English pigs could live in a colony-‘’ Tom moved his head slightly and one of his men punched the guy on his stomach. The bald man coughed up blood, his bald head had a tattoo, sigil of the Queens clan. He wasn’t young nor old, his black shirt had mud on it, the knees of his blue pants were dirty ‘’Where is he?’’ Tom asked, he never liked chit chat in situations like this one, ‘’Who?’’ the bald man asked, ‘’Do not play with me, I’ve tracked him for years and his last seen place is New York. Rumors say that he came to your boss for help. Now tell me,’’ he knelt to look the man’s eyes, ‘’where is he?’’ the bald man spit on to Tom’s pale face, he closed his eyes to calm himself and he inhaled deeply, he pulled out a dark blue handkerchief to wipe his face. ‘’He came to your clan seeking help, lead me to him and I will reward you. Join me and leave this small clan of yours, if you join me no one can hurt you.’’ Tom guessed that this bald man was afraid of his boss. ‘’I would rather die. Thanks tho. Aren’t you late for a tea party?’’ he had a big tongue which Tom would love to rip out from his dirty mouth. He pulled out his knife and thus the torture began.

After an hour of listening to his loud screaming Tom stopped,

‘’Any ideas now?’’  

The man was panting and bleeding on the cold ground. ‘’Why are you lookin for this man –fuck-‘’ Tom considered the possibility that this man might not know any info, ‘’He killed my father years ago and vanished. You see,’’ he cleaned his sharp knife with the dark blue handkerchief, ‘’my family seeks vengeance. If I don’t bring this man to justice others might think that Hiddleston family is weak. I will not be bullied by my rivals.’’ He put the handkerchief back to his pocket like he didn’t just tortured a man couple minutes ago, ‘’Promise- promise to let me go and- and,’’ he was breathing heavily, ‘’tell you what I know.’’ Tom tried to hide his excitement and slowly knelt, he brought his ear close to the bleeding man. ‘’Last year- a man came and ask protection from my boss, to- to protect someone… not him…’’ he was holding his wound and he passed out. ‘’Great.’’ Tom sighed, ‘’Bring him back to his clan, make sure he is still alive. I wouldn’t prefer to get on the wrong foot with their boss.’’

‘’Yes Sir.’’

He left the shed quickly and stepped into the night, the stars were shiny above his head, ‘’Where to Sir?’’ his driver asked as usual, ‘’Go with them. I need a drink.’’

As he was driving to the crowded city he cursed under his breath, for years he was working with circumspect steps and he was back to zero. ‘’Who do you want to protect old man?’’

The bar was crowded, people were eating and drinking with their friends and loved ones, he cautiously walked and sat on a stool. The yellow lights made the place look homely.

You looked at your watch, ‘’2 more hours and then I’m home.’’ You hated your job but the bills won’t pay themselves so you had no other option. ‘’Y/N, attend the bar. Right Now!’’ your boss yelled at your face and went back. If you could you would kill him right here right now. You pushed the dark brown door and walked into the crowd. ‘’Miss?’’ a man raised his hand to give his order. He looked tired, he had dark circles under his ocean blue eyes, his expensive 3 piece suit made you question why is he here. This was a local bar after all, ‘’Ready to order?’’ you asked kindly and looked at him directly, for some reason you wished you could look somewhere else because he looked intimidating. ‘’Yes, can I have a large beer and fries. Thank you.’’ His accent filled your ears, you didn’t have to take notes so you put your small notebook and pen into the deep pocket of your green apron. You went back to get the fries, as you were serving him you could feel his icy gaze on you, it burnt your skin. ‘’He is just a man, what is wrong with you?’’

‘’Thank you.’’ He said with a kind manner, ‘’You’re bleeding.’’ You couldn’t help but notice the fresh blood stain on his white sleeve, he raised his wrist to see, ‘’It’s not mine-‘’ he wanted to punch himself on the face right now, ‘’I mean, I’m fine. Thank you again.’’

As a bartender your job wasn’t just bringing the juice, you talked to your regular customers and listen to their troubles, giving them advice, however this particular British gentleman wasn’t a talkative person. ‘’Hey Y/N!’’ one of the regular customers approached to you as you gave him his beer, ‘’Hey Jack.’’ He eyed you up and down, ‘’You got a new tattoo, that’s cool.’’  You said, he was standing next to the British guy, curiosity made him lift his gaze from his plate and he saw it. The sigil of the Queens gang, ‘’Yeah yeah, listen.. are you free tomorrow?’’ you had to roll your eyes, ‘’No.’’ he always asked you out and you always said no, the problem was that most men didn’t take no as an answer. ‘’I have extra shift tomorrow but you are welcomed to come here and drink and leave a tip.’’

Jack wasn’t smiling anymore, he left a 5 dollar tip ‘’See ya around.’’

Tom understood that this Jack guy’s intentions weren’t nice, he didn’t care it wasn’t his business but the tone of his voice irritated him profoundly. No one should talk to a woman like she is an object. He wondered what happened to romance but he found himself lost in his dark thoughts. ‘’Men am I right?’’

Tom blinked twice to pull his mind and attention out of his thoughts –which could be scary for most people in this bar- ‘’Yes. Can I get another?’’ he drank the last sip of his beer and you brought another.

When your laughter died you noticed that the last customer was Tom, other works left because you were closing tonight. Tom looked around and you saw a hint o saddness falling to his ocean deep eyes. ‘’I should close the place for tonight.’’ You said kindly smiling. People often told you that you were easy to talk to and Tom was an example of that, at first he looked like a grumpy middle aged man but talking for an hour and half got him to laugh and smile, you noticed how the edges of his eyes got when he smiled and the pink dust covering his high cheek bones, and at that moment you thought that he should be in a museum because he looked like a Greek God, he had ageless beauty and charisma and you have never seen someone like that before. Tom’s cheeks were burning and he wasn’t used to this new sensation, ‘’I can wait for you to close the place. If you want of course.’’ He offered but the tone of his voice was demanding and you couldn’t bring yourself to say no.

‘’I will be taking the last bus. Thank you for waiting.’’ You said wearing your coat as you both were walking, ‘’Are sure there is a bus at this hour? It’s pretty late.’’ You didn’t have a car because you were saving money to move to a new apartment, your neighborhood wasn’t a safe environment. A wind blew and messed with your hair and Tom found himself wanting to push your soft looking hair behind your ear and see your face but he pulled himself together quickly, too much beer he thought.

‘’Damn it,’’ you looked at your watch, ‘’I’ve missed it 5 minutes ago. Great.’’

‘’Y/N , I feel responsible so please let me give you a lift home. It’s the least I can do.’’ He might be dangerous man but he would never turn his back and leave her alone like this, you weren’t sure about this. He was a nice man… too nice.. you couldn’t call your roommate Sam to pick you up because he was probably sleeping right now and you felt getting sleepy, it was a long night.

‘’Thank you Tom, you are too kind.’’

Chapter 2

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I just had this random idea which I kinda would find interesting with Hannibal.. Reader and Hannibal are online friends, like both live on totally opposite sides of the World, like reader maybe lives in germany or russia or whatever you want. And Hannibal told her he's a killer and reader doesn't believe it. And they decided that they should meet each other cuz they're really getting along(romantically) and reader comes to hannibal. She then finds out Hannibal wasn't really joking and the rest is kinda up to you. :)

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Warnings: Killing.

Her phone buzzed as she was cooking in her apartment in Russia. They were both used to their time difference and learned each others’ habits.

‘’What are you cooking?’’

She sent a quick photo of the stove, she was cooking soup, beef and beet borscht. The color was read, resembling blood, it didn’t bother her.

‘’Darling, If I didn’t know you I’d say you were cooking blood.’’

She laughed at the message, she replied ‘’Not gonna lie, I’ve always wondered the taste of it.’’

After her message, Hannibal raised an eyebrow, could she handle the truth? He wanted to keenly observe her more to see if he could share his secret with her. They have met on an online website and later they shared phone numbers, he even knew her home address, he was sending her gifts every once in a while to surprise her. They got close and Hannibal opened up about his sister’s death and his family dynamics. She also shared her family history. Even though they have never met in person they knew a lot of things about one another. Over the months their friendship started to turn into something else, slight flirtations here and there, Hannibal sending flowers to her work place, which was school. She was a kindergarten teacher who would send photos of her with the kids, he found himself smiling to those photos and he started to save them on a folder he created for her. Every photo she had sent were there, hidden, only for him to look.

She didn’t know how but one day they agreed to meet and Hannibal has always wanted to see Russia. He found himself in front of her door, knocking gently. His palms sweating with excitement.

She opened the door to greet him, she wanted to pick him up from the airport but he said he would get a cab and he already knew the address. ‘’Hannibal..’’ she said with her heart beating at her throat, ‘’Y/N.’’ he said with a calm manner but deep down he was also feeling something, a rush of adrenalin maybe? He wasn’t sure.

Hannibal stayed there for 20 days, Y/N showed him around, made him taste local food and desserts etc. One night, as Hannibal retrieved to his guest room there was a loud knock on the door, he immediately got up from his bed but heard Y/N answered the door, he slowly walked up to his guest room’s door and opened it to hear the conversation or if he needed to step in.

‘’What are you doing here?!’’ she said in an angry tone, the man’s voice replied, ‘’I wanted to see you.’’ He sounded drunk, ‘’Get off me!’’ Y/N said, Hannibal could hear the disgust in her tone and he decided to step out of his room.

‘’Is there a problem Y/N?’’ Hannibal spoke in a calm manner, making sure he stood next to Y/N. He looked at the man before him, tall and blonde man with piercing blue eyes, he had bruises in his face, most likely a trouble maker who belonged to a gang. ‘’No Hannibal-‘’ Y/N’s speech was interrupted by her ex fiancé, ‘’Who the fuck are you?! And what are you doing in my fiancé’s home?!’’ Hannibal was shocked by this knowledge, he didn’t know that Y/N was in a serious relationship before.

‘’Ex fiancé!’’ Y/N corrected.

‘’I believe it is time for you to leave young man. Before something bad happens.’’ Hannibal’s cold tone and demeanor made the guy step back, ‘’I’ll see you later.’’ He said to her and walked away, Y/N closed the door and sighed deeply, ‘’I’m sorry you had to witness that.’’ She felt embarrassed.

‘’Tell me what happened.’’ He said in a demanding way. That night she explained everything to him, the guy’s name was Boris, they were high-school sweethearts who got engaged and then Boris started to affiliate himself with an infamous gang, started drugs and of course cheated on her. Hannibal decided that night that he had to take care of Boris. There wasn’t any room for him in here anymore, Y/N deserved someone better, someone who would do anything for her…

Hannibal lied about his departure date and hired a hotel room just the actual day before he left. That night he took care of Boris and the next morning he got on a flight, Y/N was safe now. That’s all that mattered.

After few week Hannibal and Y/N were face timing, ‘’I haven’t heard from Boris, it is strange. His mother came to me to ask about him. She seemed sad.’’ She was just making conversation but noticed something in Hannibal’s maroon eyes, a glint of victory. He was at his home, in his study room. Y/N was in her bedroom. ‘’Don’t worry, he won’t be bothering you anytime soon.’’ He said as he was taking notes, ‘’What do you mean darling?’’ they had just started to call each other with pet names when Hannibal came to visit her. ‘’He loved to hear her say that word.. darling… she belonged to him now, it was official.

‘’I took care of the situation.’’ He simply said.

‘’Just because he saw you with me doesn’t mean that he is afraid of you Hannibal.’’ She joked but he was serious, ‘’Honey?’’ she asked, ‘’You look like you know something that I don’t.’’

She was laying on her bed but light the yellow light next to her on the night stand,

‘’You have shared all of your secrets with me, have you not?’’ Hannibal began, tonight was the night.

‘’Yes, why?’’ she asked, scared.

‘’Then I must also share one last secret, dear.’’ He said, his calmness made her blood freeze, ‘’Dare to guess it?’’ he asked with a sudden smirk.

‘’No, you didn’t.’’ she calmly replied, she had a guess but it was impossible, wasn’t it?

‘’Yes I did.’’ He said simply and watched her reaction. They stared at each other for few seconds and she hung up the phone and for the next week she didn’t answer his calls or didn’t reply to his messages. He started to get worried but he also understood her. He needed to be more delicate.

To his surprise, one night as he came back from work he parked his car and got out, saw Y/N, on the porch, sitting on the stairs, next to her a small suitcase. She looked up at him, he smiled kindly at her.

‘’Hello love.’’ He walked the stairs and opened the door, left it wide open for her. After few minutes she walked inside and closed the door. He was in the living room, pouring himself and her red wine,

‘’Here.’’ He extended the glass.

Her hands were shaking but she took it, finished the glass and gave it back. ‘’I’ve did some digging, no one knows where Boris is. His friends say he probably overdosed but I don’t believe them.’’

He sat by the fire place, ‘’And you came to me?’’ he liked the fact that she was here, she made his home more alive. ‘’I had to know.’’ She said, voice shaking a bit. ‘’Aren’t you afraid that I might do the same thing that I did to Boris, that waste of life, honestly..’’ he paused, ‘’what made you date him? You know,’’ he stood up, walked up to her which made her take steps back, ‘’there are far more better men than him.’’

‘’Hannibal..’’ her back pressed the near wall, her eyes watery, he lifted his hand, caressed her cheek, ‘’There is nothing in this world that I wouldn’t do for you, love. Even if it means to kill a piece of trash.’’

Her eyes opened wide, she had the feeling but didn’t want to believe it, but all of the evidence showed that Boris was murdered and … he was admitting.

He wiped her tears, ‘’If you didn’t come here willingly I was going to drag you myself so thank you for not tiring me, love. It was about time we become one.’’

Thank you for reading. :)

When will the 'love thy enemy' be updated??? i love it so much! youre so talented...

Hi! Thank you so much for waiting patiently, I have a hectic work schedule these days, but half of it is finished. I’ll update the story soon. Stay tuned little dove 🤍

A New Beginning

Could you write a poly relationship with Hannibal x reader x Will where the reader (with the help of Will) make Hannibal escape, kill the Red Dragon cover there escaping, where she said the the FBI that they fell in the sea but in reality, they are safe and she will find them later...  @lzzygeekk​

Warnings; Murder, gun.

Hannibal x Reader x Will 

Oneshot

A/N: Thank you for this request. Sorry for any typos.❤️❤️

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The plan was simple, Hannibal and Will were sent to go and attract the Red Dragon’s attention and lure him to a place and call the FBI. Y/N went to see Hannibal before he was taken from the mental institute. He looked alive, she bet he had an escape plan but didn’t ask him anything. ‘’Hello Y/N.’’ He greeted her like he used to greet her when she was his patient. Y/N was struggling with depression and suicidal thought when she became his patient, she was a sweet college girl who had no idea of what she got herself into, after months she felt like Hannibal was hiding something and the way he was looking at her all the time so she wanted to put an end to their doctor patient relationship, however Hannibal had different plans. One night he broke into her house to convince her to be his, Hannibal knew Y/N had a potential to become so much more and they started their love relationship. After few years they met Will Graham, a cute guy with a problem of eye contact, she kept seeing him at Hannibal’s house and they became friends. This friendship turned into something more when Will kissed Y/N and confessed he had feelings for her. Y/N was shocked and didn’t know what to do, after talking to Hannibal 3 of them decided to have a polyamorous relationship, it was hard at first because Hannibal was possessive of Y/N so much he didn’t like sharing her but over the weeks Hannibal realized he also had feelings for Will Graham. It made things easy for them.‘’Hello Hannibal.’’ She had a sad smile written on her lips, ‘’Don’t be sad my love, you know the plan.’’ And he winked wickedly, Y/N was right he had  a plan.‘’Come closer please, I want to give you this book, It’s my favorite.’’ There was a glass standing between them and on the left side of her there was a metal place to give him food and etc.  Hannibal gave a book to her, ‘’Read it please.’’ She looked at the cover, ‘’The Complete Poetry and Prose of William Blake’’ she smiled, ‘’I love Blake’s poems.’’ ‘’See you later darling.’’ Hannibal said and planted a kiss on the cold glass. When Y/N went home she noticed there was a small piece of paper inside, ‘’Help us escape.’’ She burnt the paper and didn’t sleep that night because she was busy trying to figure out how to help them.

 Next day 

 Hannibal was escorted outside with cops, Will was with him in the car, Y/N was at the house they were suppose to come and she was waiting with a gun in her hand. It was getting late when they arrived, Y/N poured them drinks, lit the fireplace, Hannibal decided to change clothes so he went upstairs, Y/N wanted hear some music and played Goldberg Variations, there was a gramaphone close the the fire place, Will was happy to see her, he watched her move in the house while sipping his drink. ‘’I’ve missed you.’’ Ever since Hannibal got caught they didn’t see each other, didn’t want anyone to find out about them. Y/N stopped in her tracks, turned to face him, he had  a white shirt, few buttons were untied, revealing his pale chest, Y/N felt her mouth water. ‘’I’ve missed you too Will.’’ She came close to him and planted a kiss on his wet lips, it was a small innocent one but Will pulled her close by grabbing her back and bit her lips. Hannibal came downstairs with his drink, ‘’Starting without me?’’ he teased them, they parted their swollen lips.   

 ‘’Intend to watch Red Dragon to kill me?’’ Hannibal asked Will directly, Will was holding Y/N’s hand which didn’t go unnoticed by Hannibal, ‘’I intend to watch him change you.’’ Will replied. Hannibal kept drinking and finished his glass, he went to the glass table to pour another, wine pouring into his glass was a strangely peaceful noise to him, he missed it. ‘’My compassion for both of you is inconvenient.’’ He smelled the white liquid and took a sip, for a moment Y/N stood uncertain, not knowing which way to go and she pulled her hand away from Will, the air was intense. ‘’ If you're partial to beef products, it is inconvenient to be compassionate toward a cow.’’ Will clapped back, Y/N sat on the big sofa, getting warm by the heath coming from the fireplace, it was a nice house with big windows, she wondered how Hannibal got this house.

 ‘’Save yourself kill them all.’’ She heard Hannibal say, ‘’I don’t know if I can save myself or Y/N.’’ Will wasn’t comfortable about the fact that Hannibal was a killer and a cannibal. Y/N wanted to change the subject, ‘’He is watching us right now.’’ 

 ‘’I know.’’ Hannibal said as he was about to drink his wine but the sound of breaking glass made them tense, Hannibal got shot. The wine bottle and glass dropped from his hands, the brown floor was a pool of blood and wine, he fell to the ground and Y/N escaped, she was quick so the Red Dragon didn’t see her. She hid outside, hands were shaking, she was holding the gun in his hands, ‘’Hope I don’t shoot myself.’’ 

She could see that they were struggling outside, Will and Hannibal was covered in blood, as Hannibal jumped on the Red Dragon Y/N came out of the shadows and fired her gun, Red Dragon fell to the harsh ground, blood was everywhere. Hannibal and Will were out of breath and bleeding, ‘’See?’’ Hannibal said to both of them, ‘’This is all I ever wanted for us.’’ He held Will’s hand and Y/N’s, ‘’It’s beautiful.’’ Will said, his entire body was shaking. Y/N firs gave a kiss to Hannibal and the Will, ‘’Let’s go, I’ve a car and passports for us.’’ They left the crime scene hand in hand, they had a new chance on life and they promised inside not to blow it.

Thank you for reading. :)

Fire on Ice

Summary; Tom Hiddleston is a vicious mob boss who is looking for his father’s killer, his reputation is depending on it and he won’t give up until he finds that man, and you my sweet little Y/N is the weirdest and the best thing that happened to him all his life.

Genre; Romance, mob, gang, slow-burn.

Warnings; Smut. Guns, blood. 

Words; 4,818K

A/N; Hi guys! Thank you for coming along on this journey, sadly this is the final chapter. Sorry for any typos, I love you and your comments. See you on another fic. (gif isn’t mine)

Final Chapter

Tom breathed the cold London air in deeply,  he was standing in his balcony with a mug of earl grey tea, as soon as he learned you were in London he got a ticket and came back to his home. London gave him a certain type of calmness and stability, it felt safe and secure. Tracking your current address was tricky but his friend Benedict finally found it. You didn’t make any sense on the phone, months ago you said you never met your dad because he died before you were born and now years later turns out your dad was alive and well. He was confused and sad. He needed answers and he wanted you so he called that phone number, hoping you would pick up. It was dangerous thing to do but he had no choice, he had to hear your voice and come up with a plan to see you.

It was early in the morning when you got a call, you jumped from your bed and ran to the study table at the corner of your room and picked up the phone. There was silence, Tom was waiting for you to speak, to be sure that it’s you. ‘’Hello?’’ you asked daring to hope, ‘’Thank God!’’ a relieved sound came from the other side, it was Tom. ‘’Tom? Hey what-‘’ he cut you off apologetically. ‘’Darling it’s so good to hear your voice. Where is your cell phone?’’ his first question made sense because he kept calling and texting but no answers came.

‘’My father took it, he said he wanted to keep me safe from..’’ you stopped, not knowing what to say. ‘’From what?’’ he asked curiously, ‘’From you. Tom, I know that you won’t hurt me but there are things you should know. Things I cannot tell you over the phone. Can we meet?’’ your eyes were fixed on the door, waiting for someone to barge in but it was too early in the morning and the house was too silent. ‘’I was going to ask you the same thing. Do you have a pen and paper near you?’’ and he gave you the address. You made up your mind, you had to tell him everything. ‘’See you soon love. I missed you.’’ He said with his thick British accent that made you melt. ‘’I’ve missed you too.’’

After getting dressed you went downstairs, there were few men in black suits and people cleaning etc. this environment was so strange to you that you felt out of your element, you just wanted peace and the universe misread you. As you walked to the kitchen you put on a fake smile, ‘’Where is my father?’’ you asked a man who had a chef’s clothing, he looked focused on the breakfast he was about to serve to you and your father. ‘’Morning Miss Y/L/N, your father is at the dining room. I will be bringing your breakfast shortly, you may join him.’’

The mansion was a huge place with a lot of doors and it was easy to get lost, you found the dining room and walked in. ‘’Morning!’’ you tried to sound happy, your father was reading something on his phone, he raised his head and looked at you with a questioning manner. ‘’Morning dear. I hope you slept well.’’ He locked his phone and put it  in his pocket, ‘’It was way more comfortable than my own bed.’’ It was true, ‘’I was hoping we could go out and travel, I have always wanted to see the city.’’ You said pouring yourself coffee, pretending like you don’t have a secret plan was hard because you hate lying to someone but you had to. The chef of the house brought omelet, warm bread, orange juice, various types of jams and you could feel your stomach rumbling. ‘’I can’t today dear, I have an important meeting. If you really want to go out I will find you someone.’’ You didn’t understand, ‘’What do you mean?’’

‘’I’m not letting you go out alone, I have enemies everywhere.’’ He pulled out his phone and called someone, later a woman walked in, she was a tall woman with a stern look on her face. You couldn’t read her emotions but she looked like someone who would do anything to get the job done, ‘’Meet Martha. She will drive you to any place you want and she is your bodyguard.’’ If you were to protest right now your father will probably notice that something is wrong so you tried to look calm. ‘’Makes sense.’’

Your father was puzzled, ‘’I thought you would say no.’’

‘’I get it, you are an important ‘’business’’ man and I’m sure you’ve made a lot of enemies. I want to be safe.’’ You shortly explained and shrugged your shoulders like you didn’t care. Your father smiled ear to ear, ‘’I knew you could see the story from my point of view dear. Thank you for understanding. You can leave Martha, my daughter will find you later.’’ He settled on to his seat again, ‘’Let’s finish our breakfast.’’

You tried to read his face as he was talking about how he started his business -aka being a gang leader and then working his way up- he seemed excited to tell you about his life, well at the end of the day every old person loves talking about their past but he seemed like he enjoyed your company and that felt like a dagger to your heart. He was an old man with white hair and slim body but years made him look tired yet he also looked strong, maybe it’s because of his power. He looked sophisticated, if you were to see him on the street passing him by you would have thought that he was a nice elegant man. You didn’t want to dwell on these thoughts so you ate your breakfast, ‘’When can I have my phone back?’’ you asked.

‘’Soon.’’

You wanted to scream but just shrugged your shoulders, you had to keep it cool. After breakfast you excused yourself to go get ready, you were going to meet your man so you wanted to doll up. It was a rainy day so you wore all black. A black long sleeved sweater, a leather jacket and black skirt over your knees, fish net tights, black boots. Before you left someone brought you a nice bag, saying that your father sent this bag for you. It was Prada, when you opened it there was a purse and a lot of money in it, was he being kind or trying to manipulate you?

Martha and you left the house, you were at the back seat of the car, looking cute and watching the trees outside, the mansion wasn’t close to the city so you get to see the nature before the buildings and streets. Martha wasn’t a talkative person but you get the few words out of her, she has been working for your father for like 7 years, talk about a loyal slave. She said nothing but good things about your father which confused you, ‘’You do realize you’re working for a criminal right?’’ you couldn’t help but ask, her pale face didn’t show any emotions, ‘’This world isn’t just black and white Miss, we all try to survive and your father pays us equally.’’

Rest of the road went silent, you were making a plan to leave Martha behind and just run maybe? No. You bet Martha is good at running and chasing people. You decided to improvise.

She drove to a nice place where it was crowded with people pubs, bars and restaurants. You spotted a Starbucks, ‘’Martha, can you get me a starbucks coffee please?’’ she parked the car somewhere, ‘’Be right back.’’

That was easy. You watched her walk fast to the building, you could see that there a lot of people inside so this should buy you some time. You left the car, you looked calm but your heart beat was fast, you could feel the adrenalin fill you up, you approached to an old woman, ‘’Hello, sorry to bother you. Where can I find a taxi?’’ she was a kind woman with short height and cute smile. ‘’No problem honey,’’ and she told you where you could get a cab. You thanked her and power walked. Until you climbed inside to the cab you felt Martha’s imaginary hand on your shoulder, following you. You breathed out deeply which caught the driver’s attention, ‘’Rough day?’’ he asked. ‘’You have no idea.’’ And you gave the address to the driver. You wondered how long would it take Martha to realize you are gone? You hoped your father will be kind to her.

Tom was patiently waiting at his house, he tried to busy himself with work or reading a book but he couldn’t. What if you can’t come? What was he suppose to do then? He sighed heavily, he was in his kitchen getting a glass of water when he saw a cab pulling up to his garden, he saw you climbing out and he dropped the glass, the sound of its shattering made him realize that you were here. He ran to the door and opened it wide, you were there standing and looking directly at him. For some reason you couldn’t move,  he was there at the entrance of his house but you couldn’t run to him,  something held you back. Burden of untold truth perhaps?

Tom didn’t mind the rain and the next thing you knew was his lips crashing onto yours passionately. Your hands went to his hair, pulling him towards you as if there was space, he pressed your body to his. The cold or the wind didn’t matter, all that mattered was both of you being together after so long. You pulled back to breathe, he closed his eyes and breathed your scent, his forehead on yours. ‘’Tom we have to talk.’’ You said unwillingly, ‘’No, not right now.’’ He kissed you again and said ‘’That can wait. First, I have to have you in my bed.’’ And he carried you inside bridal style which mad you laugh. You started to took off your clothes on the way to his room and once you got there both of you were naked, before you could look around he pulled you to his comfortable bed.

You kissed his achingly vulnerable lips, his body was warm and welcoming, you missed him so much you kept touching his body and so did he. You climbed on top of him, sitting on his lap, legs wide open on his sides. He leaned on his bed frame, watching you like a man who was bewitched and couldn’t take his eyes off of you. He missed how your body felt on him, your hands were entwined and you slowly took him in. Both of you moaned in sync. ‘’Don’t move darling.’’ Tom said out of breathe, ‘’Because if you move right now I‘ll come.’’ You chuckled like a child, ‘’I’ve missed you too.’’ After you adjust to his size and he calmed down a little you started to move in rhythm. He felt amazing and the sound of wet skin flopping  filled the room, Tom’s usually pale cheeks were bright red, his tin lips were parted and looking into your eyes, your soul to be exact. You didn’t just feel naked, you felt like your entire being was exposed to his ocean eyes and you had nowhere to hide and you submit completely. Giving yourself to him before the storm of truth comes and destroys everything you built together.

His hands squeezed your ass cheeks harshly, you yelled as he gave you few spanks. It hurt but in a good way, he held you in his arms and you held his shoulders, finger nails leaving deep red marks on his back and shoulders, you knew damn well he will remember this day later. ‘’Darling,’’ Tom said looking up to meet your lustful eyes, ‘’I’m coming.’’ He managed to say before he came into his condom, he flipped you over and now he was on top of you and riding his orgasm and it made you trigger, you came.

After that hot sex you both stayed in bed, not addressing anything just panting and calming down. He left you to bring a glass of water to you, smiling like an idiot. You smiled back, he sat and held your hand, playing with your fingers. Both of you didn’t want to talk about last days events but you had to, ‘’So,’’ he began, ‘’your dad is alive.’’ Tom made research after you told him on the phone, he learned that your dad was a mob boss just like him. ‘’Yes, shocking right?! He brought me to London. He doesn’t want us to see each other.’’

Tom was looking at your fingers, didn’t have the courage to look you in the eyes at the moment. ‘’Years ago I started to work for my dad. At first he sent to small business, like collecting money from the store owners we protect against other mobs, being a bodyguard to my dad’s friends. After a year I’ve proved myself and he kept me close so that I can learn the business.’’ You sat silent and kept listening. ‘’One night, he went to do business with a friend and never came back. He was killed by his friend, something in me tells me that your father is connected to that night.’’ He swallowed the lump, ‘’Look me in the eyes and tell me that I’m wrong. Tell me that your father is innocent.’’ And he looked up to meet your gaze, you opened your mouth to say something but stopped and that was enough for him to understand. ‘’I knew it!’’ he stood up fast, ‘’Of course I had to fall in love with the woman whose father killed my father.’’ His voice was harsh and it felt like a slap to your face, he was pacing in the room, your eyes went to his menacing frame and the exit. You couldn’t leave naked, you had to calm him but you also understood him. He was seeking revenge for years and now he was on a crow road, any small choice could lead to destruction. He seemed making a plan while pacing in the room, you stood up and wore his shirt, approached to him gently, ‘’Tom?’’ you held his shoulder and he stopped, the emotions harvesting deep down in his eyes scared you, ‘’I’m so sorry.’’ You said as if you planned his father’s execution, you felt guilty even though you shouldn’t feel that way, this wasn’t your fight. He took a step back, eyes watering, he got dressed and left. Neither of you dared to speak, you had no idea what he is capable of.

Instead of leaving you decided to stay at his house, he had to face you somehow and instead of running away from him –like he did to you at the moment- you were brave enough to stay and wait for him to come back, it was his home after all he had to come back.

It was late night and you had no appetite, you only drank water and stayed up, soon staying up was too hard and you fell asleep on his couch.

Tom was with his friend Benedict, he told everything to him because he had no idea what to do. Ben was a good friend and after talking for hours Tom decided to leave, when he came back he saw you which shocked him because he expected you to leave. He came close to see your face, he hated himself for putting you in a position like this because you looked stressed in your sleep, why can’t have a normal life? A beautiful home, loving wife perhaps… throughout the months he daydreamed about this delusion but he had to face the facts and be a man.

When you noticed someone sitting next to you it woke you up immediately. He was here, watching you sleep, ‘’His.’’ You said silently. ‘’Sorry I woke you up.’’ Was there a distance in his tone?

‘’I was waiting for you, sorry I’ve fallen asleep.’’ Even in a situation like this one you apologized. He took off his wet jacket and threw it on the wooden floor, the TV was on and its light illuminated the living room. Tom looked tired which made you reach to hold his face in your warm palms, he didn’t push you away , just sat there. ‘’You’re shivering and wet, you should change your clothes. I don’t want you to get cold.’’ You said as if you two were a normal couple and nothing scandalous have happened. ‘’Will you-‘’ he started but stopped, searching something in your eyes, ‘’will you stand by my side when I have my revenge?’’ you breathed out, your mouth tightened. ‘’I can’t promise anything Tom.’’ And with that you both sat there on the couch till the first pale fingers of day light came into the living room. None of you slept, when Tom noticed that it was morning he let go of you, ‘’Go,’’ he said, ‘’be with your father but tell him,’’ he turned to face you and you could see that he made his decision, there was no turning back, ‘’he is a dead man walking.’’

With an aching heart you left his house. When you came back to your father’s house he was furious, you were gone for a day. ‘’Where have you been?!’’ but when he saw your face he ordered his servants to leave you two alone. ‘’You went to see him? I must have known. How did he know we’re here?’’ you sat on the couch, dark circles under your eyes. ‘’He knows,’’ You managed to say, ‘’and he has a message for you,’’ your father laughed with a belittling tone, ‘’What is it may I ask?’’

‘’you are a dead man walking.’’

Within the day your father armed his workers and you could see that there were bodyguards in the front and back yards. You weren’t used to this so it scared you, you wondered what would’ve happened if you promised to be on Tom’s side, what was his plan? Can you put out the fire of revenge in his heart?

You had no emotional attachment to your father but after all he was your biological father and it made things complicated for all of you. ‘’Did he tell you anything about his plan?’’ your father asked you as you were having dinner, well, he was having dinner you didn’t want to eat anything. ‘’No.’’ your voice came out weak, you were mentally exhausted, ‘’Why don’t you go upstairs and sleep. You seem tired.’’ Your father noticed that you didn’t want to eat and you wished to be left alone. Before sleep took you into its arms you were thinking about Tom, you have fallen in love with him and it hurt you deeply.

The next few days were calm and silent, your father was busy all the time and it gave you the opportunity to go out –of course not alone- and see new places. Martha –the woman you’ve made a fool of few days ago- was actually kind to you but never let you walk alone, you didn’t complain, in fact you didn’t want to wander on the streets of London alone. She was a nice person and a good company to you. As you were coming back home you were watching the country side, so many trees.. you loved nature. Martha coughed to gain your attention, ‘’Madam, we should be home quickly.’’ She kept looking at the back, two cars were following you, ‘’Do you think-‘’

‘’Yes, Madam They seem suspicious. I have to drive fast.’’ She warned you and you put your seatbelt on, just in case. Those two cars cornered your car, you couldn’t see anyone because their windows were jet black. You pulled out your new phone to call your dad and tell him what’s going on but before you could do that Martha crashed the car, you hit your head and blacked out.

When you wake up you were in a different setting, there were yellow lights which made your eyes uncomfortable at first, it was cold and damp and you were tied to a chair, your head hurt badly. The place you were in right now must be an empty warehouse. ‘’Hello?’’ your throat was dry, ‘’Anyone there?’’ your knees were bleeding, you had bruises on your body.

‘’I’ve told you to kidnap her not to make them rash the car and hurt her. You are fired! Better yet-‘’ and a gunshot was heard, you screamed in fear. The gunshot came behind your back, you couldn’t see anyone and soon footsteps approached to you quickly. ‘’Are you alright? Are you hurt?’’ it was Tom. He knelt beside you, touched your face and you whined in pain, ‘’Tom? What is going on?’’

‘’I’m sorry Y/N, nothing personal. Thank God you’re fine.’’ He looked relieved which made you angry, ‘’Fine?! Are you fucking kidding me?!’’ you could see he was shocked to hear you scream at his face but he deserved it. ‘’Why the fuck am I here?!’’

He stood up, ‘’You are a bait. I asked you to be on my side, you refused Y/N. You left me with no choice. I have to finish my purpose and live happily with you. I’m doing this for us.’’ He looked serious and you knew Tom, if he had something in his mind he would do it, regardless of any bad outcome. ‘’Tom, this isn’t the way. Look at yourself, you look like you haven’t slept in days. You need to think rationally, let me go please.’’ You were crying at this point, ‘’Revenge won’t bring your father back.’’ Seeing you like this hurt him deeply, you could see his tears, you two must be alone otherwise he wouldn’t show his vulnerable side. He cupped your cheeks, ‘’Look at me darling, my love please look at me, I can’t rest until I have bring honor and victory to my family.’’ He didn’t expect you to understand because you didn’t grow up in a world of cunning manipulations, blood and murder. He kissed your temple, ‘’Let me handle this and we will be free.’’ And left you quickly, soon someone brought you food and water. You asked many questions but received no answers and alter you gave up asking.

‘’WHERE IS MY DAUGHTE?’’ the sound of your father’s voice woke you up, you felt adrenalin fill you up, you watched him being escorted into the warehouse with two men, when he saw you he was relieved, you felt a hand on your shoulder and looked up to see Tom. He had a victorious smug smile on his lips which didn’t meet his eyes. ‘’Finally we meet, traitor.’’

In your head everything happened too quickly, your father and Tom shared sarcastic comments back and forth, you heard your name few times, your father telling Tom his part of the story, why he had to kill his best friend. Turns out Tom’s father was planning on killing their enemy’s entire family, including women and children and your father had to put an end to this madness. Of course Tom didn’t believe him, the tension got higher and higher and soon guns were pulled. After that it was all blurry, it was too loud at first and then silence came. You saw Tom on the floor and your dad coming to cut the robes on your wrists and ankles, ‘’It’s okay dear, it’s alright. I’ve got you.’’ After you were free you ran to Tom who was bleeding on the floor, ‘’Call an ambulance!’’ you screamed to your dad, tears coming unbidden, he got shot through his chest and his shirt was dark scarlet, he was shaking violently, ‘’Tom, stay with me.’’ You kissed his forehead, held his hand, ‘’I don’t-‘’ he tried to say, ‘’Shhh , don’t speak.’’ You saw your father hesitate, his phone in his hand. ‘’Call the ambulance dad! What are you waiting for?!’’ you ripped a piece of cloth from your shirt and pressed it onto his chest to stop the bleeding, ‘’Don’t you die on me Hiddleston.’’ You tried to smile, ‘’Listen to me,’’ Tom said, his pupils were blown wide, ‘’I love you Y/N.’’ he said holding your hand tightly and before you could say anything his grip got loosened and he closed his eyes.

 The hospital was loud but you heard nothing, there was a buzzing sound in your ears, you were covered in blood, his blood, and waiting for the doctor to come and give you the good news. Your father was sitting next to you, Martha brought you water but you didn’t hear her, your eyes were locked on the door of the surgery room. Her jaw clenched hard when the doctor came out, the doctor talked to your father and he turned to you, ‘’He is alive,’’ He announced and you let out a deep sigh, ‘’but they have to keep him here for few days. Let’s go home and rest Y/N. You can come back tomorrow.’’

‘’No.’’ you refused and your father didn’t say anything he saw how you suffered and left you alone, later the nurse let you in. Tom was in the hospital bed, a big bandage covering his chest, he was in deep sleep, the nurse told you that if he was brought a minute later to the hospital.. you shook that thought away. None of it mattered, all that mattered was both of you were alive. You sat on the chair next to him and held his hand, soon you fell asleep.

In the morning Tom woke up before you, and when he saw you by his side, sleeping and covered in his blood he closed his eyes and opened them again. It was real, the last night’s events were real. He pushed a strand of hair behind your ear and touched your cheek lovingly, he didn’t want to wake you up. He found a pen and a paper and wrote you a letter, later he stood up, before left the room he turned to look at you one last time, you looked like an angel, his angle. If he stayed there for another 5 seconds he would have lost all his courage to leave. He signed his release papers and his sisters came to take him away.

When you woke up panic took over, Tom wasn’t in his bed, you checked the toilet and the hall but he was nowhere to be found. A nurse told you that he left early in the morning, when you came back to the room you saw a piece of paper, it was a letter from Tom;

My love,

I’m so sorry that I’ve involved you into this, into my dark world. You deserve nothing but kindness and pure love, things I cannot give to you, I love you in my own way which is toxic and obsessive. I don’t deserve you, I’m nothing but a twisted man who is blinded by revenge, cruelty and malice. I have to leave you because your father is right, I am a dangerous man who kidnapped his precious lover as bait and used her against her father. However, do know that you will have my heart in your hands for the rest of my life, for I am bound to you in this life and beyond.

Yours truly

Tom

 The next month went in agony, you tried to find him, even contacted his long term friend Benedict but he told you he doesn’t know here his friend is. After two months of search you gave up, you asked your father to be alone and he brought you back to New York, to your old apartment and your old job. When your friends asked where were you, you smiled sadly and told them that you were on a vacation. You accepted your faith, Tom was gone and he didn’t want to be with you, it hurt you so much that you lost joy in life. For you everything was grey, there was no room for colors, especially blue.

As you were working behind the bar one night you were too caught up with work that you didn’t notice a tall gentleman sitting and waving at you, ‘’Miss?’’ he called with his British accent, when you look up you met those ocean eyes, ‘’May I have a large beer and fries.’’ You dropped the glass you were cleaning, it was Tom. Your body felt like it was fire on ice, he had a tired smile on his face and he looked happy to see you. 

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Dangerous Game

Hannibal X Female Reader

Genre: Romance, Slow burn, SMUT IS HERE!

Warnings; SMUT! Unprotected sex, wrap it before tap it guys!

Summary: Y/N Hobbs an opera singer and also the eldest adopted daughter of The Minnesto Shrike, and her entire life changes after what happened. She will be the object of affection of a certain psychopath, whether she likes it or not.

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Chapter 12

To cheer Y/N, Hannibal wanted to cook with her, she was in his house for days now and all she did was eat, talk to him a little and then sleep. She was mourning it was obvious but Hannibal wanted to see her smile, see her happy again. ''What are we making?'' She came to the kitchen, her Y/H/C hair was damp and she smelled like his shampoo, he swallowed. ''Uni pasta, I remembered Abigail's comment about your cooking skills. Want a challenge?'' She came closer in the kitchen, ''What is the challenge?'' she asked. She had an oversized hoodie and shorts, ''As you can see I made you a small place over there, we will make Uni pasta but seperately. At the end we'll give each other points. How does that sound?'' He asked washing his hands clean. ''If you are preapred to shed tears Doctor, why not?'' He saw the spark in her Y/E/CA eyes, it was working. The way she called him doctor made things to his body, things he wanted to show to her but it was too soon. ''Let's go!''

While they were cooking he heard her sing to herself, it was like a whisper and he loved it, he used to cook with Alana Bloom in his kitchen but she was a friend and he necer saw her more than a tool, Y/N was something else. The way she moved in his kitchen, the way she held herself left him in awe. Even though she was in pain right now she looked strong, bold and ready to fight. Their bodies had their own will because every time she came to where Hannibal stood her hand or his lightly brushed the other. ''May I have the salt?'' She asked under her long eye lashes, he was taller than her so she had to move her head up to meet his burning gaze. Hannibal almost dropped the white porcelain plate, ''Here you go.'' their fingers touched. Y/N felt uneasy around him, because she wanted to touch him, feel him but she also needed time and it hurt her. As the perfect smell filled their nostrils Hannibal prepared a salad for them. They were done and moved everything to the dining room, ''I wanna try yours first.'' she said excited, his plan worked. Y/N's eyes went back when she tasted the food, he was a great chef, Hannibal first drank his red wine and then tasted her food, he moand softly. It brought Y/N back to reality, she watched his sharp jaw move, he closed his brown eyes, ''You like it?'' she asked curiously. ''10/10, Abigail was right, you are really good at cooking.'' Y/N pressed her legs together with the compliment, Hannibal noticed that she loved getting praises, ''We can call it a tie then.'' they kept eating and talking. Hannibal wanted to throw another dinner party and wanted her to sing but he didn't say anything yet, she needed little bit more time to heal.

After the dinner they washed the dishes together in silence, it wasn't an awkard silence, it felt calm and domestic, Hannibal felt he could do this everyday, he could come home to see her in his house, watch her walk around, smell her intoxcitaing scent. ''Hannibal?'' She was drying her hands with a white kitchen towel, ''Could you.. play the harpsichord for me tonight, of course i'll understand if you were tired and had other plans tonight.'' she tried not to look into his eyes, her cheeks were getting red. Hannibal smiled, held her warm cheeks and made her look. ''What a lovely idea.'' She blushed again, over the days Hannibal noticed her looking at the harpsichord in the living room and he patiently waited for her to ask and that day finally came. He took her hand and made her follow him, he settled on the small chair, rolled up his sleeves which was a scene Y7N thought sexy. ''I composed this  myself, after I met you.'' It was true, after the day they met in the hospital he found himself thinking about her and playing, he took notes and for hours he played. He heard her giggle, and it might've been the sweetes sound he ever heard. He made her sat next to her, the chair was small so their legs were pressing to one another, every note evoked something in her, the melody was bold yet with a touch of exuberant vitality... rich and heavy. As he was done she placed her head on his shoulder, ''This is alluring Hannibal, you have a gift.'' she lifted her head to meet his gaze. ''I wrote it for you, you are my muse Y/N. Never forget that.'' 

At that moment the world stopped around them, only they existed, she leaned in and placed a soft kiss on his plump lips. Hannibal happily replied, holding her jaw. She could taste the wine on his tongue sweet an sour, his hands went to her waist and guided her to sit on his lap. His warm fingers were sliding on her arms and leaving goosebumps on her skin, he broke the kiss, looked into her eyes to see any sign of discomfort. ''Do you want this?'' He asked to be sure, ''Yes.. please.''

He started to kiss her cheek, came down to her jaw and bit. Y/N shivered, her hands were in his messy hair and she pulled them gently. That must have triggered him because he stood up while she was still on her lap and placed her on the keys of harpsichord, the melody it made explained their situation. He took off her oversized hoodie, she had dark red lace bra. He threw the hoodie God knows where and touched her clothed breasts, her head fell back, his big hands went down played with the shorts, Y/N lifted her butt up and Hannibal pulled it down, he was happy to see she was wearing matching underwear. He kept on kissing her exposed neck, bit few times, came to her collarbone and then went down, his hands quickly opend the straps of her bra. He took a step back to worship her, she had this urge to cover herself but Hannibal gently held her wrists, ''I'm in awe of your beauty darling, no need to cover yourself. Let me worhsip you properly.'' his words had an effect between her legs, she was getting wetter. He played with her breasts, kissed and bit. His mouth sucked them, Y/N was a moaning mess, when his mouth made that obscene sound of pop she whimpered. He kissed her steamy, one hand around her waist, the other holding her head, fingers tangled in her hair. His tongue stroked hers, he pulled back, ''We should take this upstairs.'' she lost her ability to speak so she nodded.

Y/N moaned when Hannibal found her sweet spot, it was right on the base of her neck. He threw her into his silk sheated bed, it felt cold to touch, his eyes were dark now, filled with lust. He undressed himself quickly and his thick member hit his lower abdomen, Hannibal chuckled when he saw her looking at it, he stroked himself slowly, ''You want it? Baby girl say the word and i'll give it to you.'' he came to kiss her belly, slowly making his way to the her panties and he pulled it down with his teeth. ''Answer me when I talk to you baby girl.'' His dominant tone turned her on even more, ''Yes, I want you Hannibal.''

His hands went to her boobs, toyed with them again, his member was touching her inner thigh, each touch drew her crazy. His fingers went between her legs to test the waters, ''Barely touched you and you are dripping. Such a good girl.'' his praise made her move her hips, he chuckled darkly. ''Fuck Hannibal... please.''

''Please what? Tell me baby girl.'' He had this smug smile on his face, ''I want you inside me.'' she confessed, ''Good girl.'' he whispered placing himself between her thighs. He touched her wet pussy with the tip of his cock, traced it up and down and she shivered. He was teasing her and testing her patience, she whined. 

''Tell me how mıch you want my cock in you.'' He bent down to kiss her lips as he was rubbing his tip rather slowly. ''I want you so bad Doctor Lecter...'' It triggered him, she could see a switch in his eyes being turned on.

''Fuck!'' He couldn't take it anymore, you had been teasing him and calling him Doctor Lecter for days now, his length went in, when he was fully in Y/N he left a soft moan, ''You are so tight baby, fuck!'' it had been a while since she had sex with someone and he was bigger than any of her ex partner, she felt a sweet sting, he waited for few seconds so that she could get used to his size. When she reached to kiss him he took it as a sign to move out, as they were kissing he was penetrating her, taking his sweet time. She felt the vein of his member, and his tip brushing her walls, he was being careful, usually he wasn't like this but he didn't want to hurt Y/N. She wanted more, ''Faster please...'' she panted and Hannibal was happy to oblige. Her legs were rapped around his waist, she could see the thin layer of sweat on his body, he started to pound into her relentlessly. ''Oh my- daddy..'' She even shocked herself, she had this daddy kink but never called any of her ex partners daddy. She thought that maybe they would misjudge her but Hannibal made her feel safe and loved. Hannibal loved the nickname, ''Yeah baby girl? Does daddy making you feel good?'' she moaned as he kept his insanely fast pace, ''Yes daddy.'' 

''You are so tight baby,'' he said as he moved his hips against her, the slapping sound of flesh was music to their ears. His mouth was on her again, he was drinking every moan, groan from her. Her nails were digging his shoulders, leaving bloody marks. His abs were rubbing against her sweat covered skin, he moved his head on the crook of her neck, he groaned as his movements became sloppy, he felt her walls thightening, ''You wanna come sweety? You wanna come on daddy's cock?''

''Yeah, can I come daddy? Please..'' she asked her eyes were rolling back, hair spread on his pillow. ''Yes little girl, come for daddy like the good girl you are.'' he said groaning, she felt the sweet knot in her belly, and his words pushed her from the edge. She came, hard. Her legs were shaking like jelly, she could hear him whisper her name again and again, and she felt her warm load shooting inside. He placed his forehead on hers, it was an intimate gesture and she liked it. His body went limp and he fell on top of her, he chuckled, ''Daddy huh?'' she playfully hit his shoulder, ''I like it though, you were so good darling.'' 

''You too love.'' she said smiling, brushing his hair. Soon they drifted to sleep.

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