Will’s body tenses above him, unsure, perhaps a little frightened. Will is absorbed with the view of his small hand running up and over Hannibal’s large cock, but Hannibal is mesmerized watching Will’s face as he moves, young, curious, eager. Big cock Will reaches out a tentative hand to cup Hannibal’s cheek, drawing his thumb across his mouth, dragging it through the blood staining his lower lip. Rolling to his side, Hannibal takes Will with him, cradling him against his chest protectively. He rubs the head of his shaft over Will’s entrance, teasingly, smearing his pre-cum across his
He positions himself on one elbow so he can watch Will’s face as he conquers him. He rolls onto his back, legs spreading for Hannibal’s entrance, exposing himself willingly, pulling Hannibal on top of him. “Ok, Will, we’re going to begin,” Hannibal’s deep voice spills over Will’s prone form.
