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    A VERY CANNIBAL CHRISTMAS? Notorious serial killer Hannibal Lecter and his ex-FBI agent partner Will Graham are still rumored to be on the run in Northern Europe.

    Our sources spotted the pair in Aukstaitija, Lithuania - Lecter’s birthplace - just last month. Since the initial sighting they have been tracked to the Ivory Coast, where it is believed they are vacationing in Abidjan. The two have lived a lush life since breaking Lecter out of federal custody over a year ago. Lecter is worth millions of dollars, most of which was hidden from the authorities in various off-shore bank accounts during his incarceration.

    The two continue to hide in plain sight while in West Africa. The United States has no extradition treaty with the Ivory Coast, where they have been celebrating the holidays together in a seaside resort. Visit Tattle Crime next week to see exclusive pictures of Lecter and Graham on vacation.

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    31 Aug 2020

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    Will is thinking about that afternoon and feeling empty in its wake when Hannibal slides two fingers into him easily, sucking at Will’s throat as he does so. At the immediate sensation Will feels himself groan, one arm winding around Hannibal’s neck tightly as he arches up and away from the tub, heel squeaking against the inside of the porcelain.

    Hannibal doesn’t say anything, just curves his fingers and uses them in Will’s body to move him back down. Will pants loudly against the side of Hannibal’s face, unable to loosen his grip around Hannibal’s neck as Hannibal begins to move his curved fingers inside of Will. He doesn’t pull out, only flexes his fingers forwards and backwards, feeling the way that Will’s stomach muscles jerk every time he thumps against the interior of Will’s body.

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    “When we are finally home, I will lay you on the dining room table, and I will touch only your insides,” Hannibal promises, sounding out of breath and drunk as he rubs his thumb against Will’s balls and slows down his fingers. He slides in and out of Will slowly, until Will is keening in the back of his throat, and adds, “I will put every part of myself inside you that fits.”

    Something clicks in Will’s brain, like the first moment a flame touches an explosive, and he grabs Hannibal by the belt roughly. Hannibal doesn’t have much of a choice when Will pulls him forward; his fingers are pulled out and he falls into the water, shin hitting the outside of the bathtub before he is forced to climb inside of it.

    Still wearing his dress pants from breakfast, Hannibal steps into the water and sinks down onto his knees over one of Will’s legs. He lifts Will’s other leg and sets it over the edge of the tub, forcing Will to sink backwards and tilt his hips up into the air. Hannibal leans forward, one hand on the edge of the tub by Will’s head as he slides his other fingers back into Will and sets up a quick and relentless rhythm, more of a means to an end than drawing pleasure out.

    Will’s leg muscles tighten up and he gasps, head thumping back against the edge of the tub as he stares at Hannibal, half soaked and on top of him, arm muscles tight with the effort he is fucking Will with his fingers.

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    Will groans and closes his eyes, reaching up to cushion himself against the headboard as Hannibal begins to fuck him up the bed. I'M LOGGED TF ONNNNNNNN

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    With a laugh, Max settles in a sprawl on the chair opposite hers, and leans his head back. As Dr. Fell runs one hand through Max’s hair, Max looks at Sandra and amends, “That’s just a nice way of saying I’m an alcoholic.”

    “Not true at all,” Dr. Fell disputes. Sandra feels herself blush when Dr. Fell tugs at Max’s hair, none too gently. “You have a discriminating palate.”

    Sandra finds herself smiling when Max catches her eye and shakes his head, offering up a mouthed ‘no’ even as Dr. Fell continues to go on about how refined Max’s sense of taste apparently is. It’s a strange thing to see Dr. Fell doting so openly. Up until now, he has looked at Max as though he has hung the stars, but not yet acted like it. THEY'RE SO AFFECTIONATE.... FOCK

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    Sasuke was never supposed to find Uzumaki Naruto attractive. (Of course it's never been that simple.)

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    how have I left kudos here before if it feels like the first time I'm reading it