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Dangerous Game

Pairing: Hannibal x Female Reader

Genre: Romance, Slow burn, Smut in the future.

Warnings: None.

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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 6

  It was getting late and Hannibal got a call from the facility, they wanted Abigail to come in an hour. Hannibal and Alana decided to take her back and Y/N offered to stay and wash the dishes. After they left she carried the plates, glasses etc. to the kitchen and put them in the dishwasher. The wine glasses were thin so she washed them herself. When she was done she came back to the dining room to check if she did a good job and a painting caught her eye. A young woman was lying on her blue bed, she was half naked and her vagina was displayed, there was a swan at the edge of the bed and it's head was turned to the woman's vagina. 

Hannibal came back to his house, it was strange to him to see that there was a woman in his house, because usually he came to his house and found nothing but silence. He saw her looking at a painting, ''It's Leda and The Swan by Francois Boucher. One of my favorites.'' he said coming closer. ''I swear, the only thing one needs to attract Zeus is to have a pulse.'' Her comment made him laugh. She turned to him, it was the first time she heard him laugh. ''Leda was married to King Tyndareus of Sparta, she was a very beautiful young mortal, unfortunately her beauty attracted the attention of Zeus. He transformed himself into a magnificent swan and impregnated her. On the same day she slept with her husband and later she produced 2 eggs. Helen, Clytemnestra, Castor and Pollux were born.'' He explained, she raised her eyes at his, ''Why unfortunately?'' 

''Beautiful people always attract dangerous ones.'' She felt the air left the room, he seemed so sure of himself it made Y/N wonder that was he talking about someone specific? She decided not to ask. She checked her watch, ''I should go. Thank you for the dinner, it was amazing.'' Hannibal helped her with her coat, ''I can give you a ride.'' he offered kindly. ''No thank you, I'll get a taxi. Good night Hannibal.'' she gave him a warm smile, ''Good night Y/N.'' he touched her shoulder gently, ''Sleep well.''

A day later

It was the night of the opening of the new museum. Y/N was nervous and excited at the same time, she went early to see the back room and feel the vibe. It was enough for her to get ready. She put on a baby pink silk dress, it hugged her body well and it had thin straps on shoulders. She had a thin golden necklace, a golden ring. She had beige leather silk stilettos on her feet. She put on her expensive parfume, she only used that for special events. Her dress and shose were pastel colours that's why she wanted to add a little bit of spice and choose a blood red lipstick. She was looking at herself on the big mirror when the planner of this event came inside. ''Mr. Smith, how do I look?'' Young man smiled, ''Darling you look so fucking hot! I'm here to tell you that the orchestra took it's place and our guests are seated, let's go.'' she took a deep breath, ''Let's do it.'' she was an underground opera singer so this could be a big opportunity for her regarding her future.  She walked with Mr. Smith, he introduced her to the audiance and left. She heard the applause, it was a good feeling. She came to the white stage, all eyes were on her, including Hannibal. He was sitting on his chair, his expensive suit looked shiny and clean, he gave her a small nodd and then the music started.

(this is the dress)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mpZoHjNdGUE&list=WL&index=16

(this is the song)

Hannibal was impressed, she was a talented singer. She was singing one of his favorites, he noticed that she wasn't looking at him, her focuse was somewhere else. She was passionate, he watched her movements and how perfect the dress hugged her body. ''She is beautiful in her own unique way.'' He closed his eyes and let her sweet, honeyed voice wash over his sinner body, he felt as if he was being baptised by her. Her voice sounded so holy yet with a touch of hubris, he wondered whether the Greek Gods and Goddesses would punish her for having a voice which goes beyond than them, she sang like a woman who feared nothing. He had to take a deep breath to slow the frantic beating of his heavy heart, and when she was done he felt this urge to open his eyes, he noticed that he shed a few tears. He was the first one to stand up and applause rather violently and later others followed. Y/N couldn't believe her eyes, he was the first to stand up, she smiled at them and left the stage to go back stage and calm herself. 

Y/N pressed her half naked back to the door, ''I did it! Fuck yes!'' Guests were having quality champagne and talking to one another when Y/N came out of the back room. She decided to get a drink and mingle among the rich. A lady smiled at her and she decided to talk to her, to Y/N's surprise Hannibal was there with the lady, ''It's been too long since you porperly cooked for us Hannibal.'' she said. She had a red dress, her black hair was short and she had bangs. Y/N heard their conversation before she approached. ''Come over and I will cook for you.'' Hannibal replied and he noticed Y/N. ''Hello Y/N.'' The lady spoke again, ''I said properly, it means a dinner and a show. Have you seen him cook? It's an entire performance. He used to throw exquisite dinner parties. You heard me. Used to.'' Y/N didn't know that, ''Oh by the way, your performance was good, really good darling.'' she looked much older than Y/N, the lady continued, ''I assume you and Hannibal already know each other.''

Y/N didn't know what to say, she couldn't just say; ''Yeah we met when my dad killed girls.'' thankfully Hannibal spoke, ''We are friends. Y/N your voice is... otherwordly, I'm delighted and honoured that I had a chance to hear you. I hope it won't be the last time.'' Y/N blushed deep red, ''Thank you Hannibal.''                 ''About my dinner parties, I must say I will throw parties again, once inspiration strikes.'' he couldn't help but stare at Y/N, ''I cannot force a feast, a feast must present itself.'' he drank his champagne. ''Maybe you found your inspiration.'' Old lady said with a hint of sarcasm. Two men came to talk to them, one of them was a white man and he said he was Hannibal's patient, his name was Franklyn. The other man was black, and his name was Tobias, he was taller than Franklyn, ''What a coincidence to see your patient here Hannibal.'' Y/N said, drinking. ''Yes, what a coincidence.'' He didn't seem pleased. ''Miss Hobbs, I loved your performance.'' Tobias said, ''Thank you, I'm glad you enjoyed it.'' she smiled kindly, ''I must add, the beauty of your voice matches your personality, pleasure to meet you.'' he took her hand gently and pressed a kiss while looking at her with his dark eyes. Y/N for some reason felt uncomfortable, ''Thank you again Mr.-'' she wanted to be formal but he stopped her. ''Please, Tobias. If you are interested I have a violin shop. You can visit me anytime.'' He pulled his business card and gave it to her. ''I love the sound of violin, I would love to hear you play.'' Tobias looked amused before he could say anything Hannibal decided it was enough because he began to understand what kind of a man Tobias is, ''Who is hungry?'' he said to draw the attention which made the old lady giggle.

Throughout the night Y/N was tired of talking to rich people and hearing their first world problems, they were so fake it made her want to vomit her guts. She decided to walk outside for some fresh air. It was a cold night but peaceful, ''Mind if I join you?'' she heard Hannibal, ''I could use company.'' he put his black coat on her shoulders. ''Don't you like the crowd? They admire you.'' She could smell his scent on the coat, ''I'm done entertaining the rich Dr. Lecter, but I would love to be a part of your famous dinner parties.'' Hannibal was surprised to hear that she was interested. ''Good idea. You can help me because I'm planning to throw one soon.''

''So you found your inspiration?'' She asked curiously, they were standing close and watching the stars above, ''I hope so.'' he said looking at her up and down. ''Would you consider singing in my dinner parties?'' Hannibal was making an excuse to hear her divine voice again. ''I would love that.'' He stared at her, his face a blank slate, but his brown eyes flickered with something like... hope? Maybe. ''Thank you. Shall we go back? I'm sure they would love to talk to you more.'' He offered his arm, ''Let's go.''

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Hello there,

Just an idea while your requests are still open. What about a Hannibal x reader fic / oneshot where Hannibal is at an event or mutual friends party, and one of the guests has some sort of medical emergency. So, the reader (being a doctor herself) takes the initiative to take control of the situation to help the guest. Like she's telling people to make space, she's pointing to a guy telling him to call the ambulance, she's doing chest compressions, all in some sparkling sleek gown. Could Hannibal help? Yes. Did he? No. He'd rather watch unless he gets asked by the woman herself for help (like the egotistical bastard he is), or he could swoop in to assist her without asking simply to impress her?

Deeply intrigued by the readers' audacity and clear intelligence, Hannibal makes a move to properly introduce himself once the guest has been whisked away by the ambulance and the party continues on (or is cancelled, depends on you).

Idk I think it would be cute to see how Hannibal would flex his medical jargon (since he was a surgeon before he became a psychiatrist) and all that shit. Not to mention, he'd 100% use her patients as a way to get to know her deeper.

Thank you

A/N: Hi bestie! Thank you so much for the request. Sorry for any mistakes since English isn’t my first language. Enjoy!

The evening party was going smoothly. It was her first time attending a fancy dinner party where all the guests were accomplished individuals who were from high society. As she entered the house of her colleague who was the head of the hospital she worked for ahe felt a bit “little” compared to her surroundings. These people here were actual doctors, psychiatrists or psychologists, deans of universities etc. but she was also proud of her job, even though it could be hectic all the time.

She was working at the state hospital, the emergency wing. She was assigned there 2 years ago, since she was single and her family living in another country she dedicated her life to help people in need. She took shift after shift. Even in her off day she was ready to go and be helpful.

“Ah! Y/n!” She heard Dr. Chilton’s joyful voice, that man was always energetic all the time. She smiled at his group of friends and approached in her long, dark purple and shimmery dress. “This is Y/n Y/l/n from our hospital.” He introduced her to his group of 4. Others kindly smiled and introduced themselves one by one, at last a tall man with deep maroon eyes extended his hand, “Dr. Hannibal Lecter, pleasure to mee you Ms. Y/l/n.” He had an accent if one listened closely could tell. She wanted to ask where he was from originally but thought it would be rude, “Pleasure is all mine Dr. Lecter, I’ve heard so much about your studies on criminal psychology.” He was popular in Baltimore, Maryland. Chilton often mentioned him and it made her read Lecter’s work. “Oh really?” He asked in bafflement, to be honest he didn’t think someone from the emergency wing would be interested in his work. “Yes. Your last paper on The Chesapeake Ripper was very educational and thrilling at the same time.” She said, she could feel herself getting excited about it, “I, I took criminal psychology lessons for extra credit when I was at college.” She wanted to give a short explanation. Her eyes burning bright which didn’t go unnoticed by Hannibal. Before he could comment on it they heard a woman’s cry for help on the other room and Y/n rushed for aid. The poor woman’s husband was on the floor, “Clear the area. Let him breath.” She started to give orders. She knelt, not knowing a certain gentleman who used to be a surgen before becoming a psychiatrist was observing her, his heart besting fast.

She opened the man’s shirt and got rid of the tie, “Someone call 911.” She ordered and Chilton immediately got his phone. She was giving him, Hannibal exhaled and finished his drink, put the empty wine glass on the near desk. He rolled up his sleeves and knelt next to her, “Need a hand?” He said charismatically and winked at her, she was startled at first, but let him help her.

Soon the ambulance came and took the patient. Guests started to thank her and praise her for being calm and calculated. An old woman approached her, “You and Hannibal would be a perfect team, he was a surgeon before, you know.”

She didn’t know that, her eyes looked for him in the room, the panic was gone and guests were calm now. Hannibal was talking to someone and noticed her looking for him, he smiled and winked at her. Hannibal knew he will be seeing her more often.

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Shattered Pieces

Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Genre: Romance.

Warnings: Smut. +18. Wrap it before you tap it guys ;)

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.Sorry for any tyops. Likes and comments are welcomed in this house lol, stay safe my dudes!! 

Chapter 6 Final

It had been days and Shuri was stuck, she finished the vibranium arm and gave it to Bucky, but she couldn't make a device to bring his memories back. She was scared to tell Y/N so she decided to give them few days.

Y/N was getting ready for bed, she trained all day and now she was tired. After that dinner Bucky was more closer to her, they were talking often and he was helping her gardening. She looked out from her window and saw his place, there was no light, however she started to hear some noises. ''Is he okay?''

She decided to check if something was wrong, she was wearing her black nightgown so she threw a cardigan on her shoulders and walked outside. Hesitantly came to his carpet door, she was right he was screaming. With a rush of adrenaline she walked inside, there was no one but him. He was on his bed and having a nightmare and she could see the thin sweat on his naked chest, she came closer to the bed.

It broke her to see him like that, in pain and alone. Y/N laid her hands on her shoulders and started to shake him, ''Buck, wake up.'' but he wasn't hearing her. ''No- stop..''

She got on top of him and cupped his sweaty cheeks, ''James! Wake up.'' and he opened his eyes, but something was wrong. He wasn't fully aware of what was happening so he, -with a quick movement- pulled her under him. ''It's me Buck. You were having a nightmare.'' Y/N as shocked how quick he was, his deep blue eyes were staring into her soul, he was panting heavily. ''Did- did I hurt you?'' He asked, Y/N's hands were on his shoulders, she liked how the vibranium felt. ''No, I heard your screaming and decided to came and check on you.''

Bucky was filled with strange emotions, in his dream he was sent to kill Y/N and right before he accomplished his mission thankfully she wake him up. 

''I thought-'' He wanted to explain but later he gave up, ''Screw it.'' and he planted a kiss on her lips. 

Y/N was shocked by his sudden action but she didn't complain. She kissed him back with passion, he was yearning for this moment and lost himself in this familiar feeling. When they parted they found themselves smiling like two idiots they were. 

''Don't stop.'' Y/N begged, it had been so long, Bucky didn't mean to stop but he just wanted her to verbally give him consent. Y/N's legs were on his waist and she could feel his growing member, Bucky removed her cardigan and attacked her neck. He knew where her sweet spot was and he sucked and kissed that place which made her shiver and moan out loud. Bucky had a smirk on his pink, swollen lips. She kissed him like there was no tomorrow, like there were just them in Wakanda, in the entire universe. Bucky's flesh hand went between her legs and felt the slick fabric of her underwear. 

''Someone is eager.'' He said with that husky voice of his, he removed her nightgown and her wet panties. He only had a black underwear and Y/N helped him get rid of it. The tip of his member was covered with pre-cum, she decided to give it a few pumps while kissing him and she recieved moans and curses from him, 

''Fuck doll. You killing me.'' 

She smirked, she was proud of herself. Bucky stopped her hand, ''If you keep going like that i'll cum. I wanna feel you doll.'' it excited her. She laid back, ''If I hurt you just tell me and I'll stop. Okay princess?'' His fingers were playing with her pussy, it was hard for her to speak, he placed his middle finger in, ''Use your words.''

''Yes Sarge.'' She knew the nickname had an effect on him.

''Damn baby, fuck!'' he fingered her wet cunt, the obscene sound made his cock ache, he grabbed her boob with his vibranium hand and played with the tit, sucked on it while looking at her. The scene before her eyes was divine, heavenly, otherworldly. He added second finger and his thumb was playing with her clit. It was like he knew how to please her, as she came on his hand she screamed, ''Bucky!''

He pulled out his fingers and licked them, ''Hmm, doll you taste delicious.'' he was back, her Bucky was back and it made her smile ear to ear. He kissed her and she tasted herself on his lips, his chest was on her chest, she loved how intimate they were. 

He placed his tip on her cunt, ''Ready for me doll?'' 

''Yes please.'' 

He didn't waste any seconed and placed himself in her fully, her head fell on the pillow, she arched her back. It had been a while since she slept with anyone and the feeling of Bucky burried inside of her almost made her cum undone. She knew he was hesitant, still afraid of hurting her so she looked into his deep ocean eyes, 

''I love you.'' she shocked herself, it just slipped out. 

Bucky's mouth slowly opened, this woman before him just confessed her love, it filled his heart with the sense of home and warmness. 

''I love you.'' He said and started to move inside her. It was intense.

Y/N was tense but after hearing him confessing his love, she shed few tears. She felt his teeth on her neck leaving new bruises as he was moving. As they came she knew that she will be walking funny tomorrow, Bucky came in her and collapsed on her heaving chest, her hand went to his long black hair. ''I've changed my mind.'' Bucky said, his head was still on her chest, ''About what?'' Y/N asked scrared, when it came to Bucky it could be anything. 

''I don't want to spend my years in a cryo. I want to be with you again, I want you to tell me stories of us back in the day. If that's okay with you-'' she could see how insecure he was, ''I will take care of you now.'' Y/N said looking into his beautiful eyes.

''It's a rotten work.'' He replied, feeling unworthy of love.

''Not to me, not if it's you.''

                                                   The End

Thank you for reading and coming along on this journey with me. See you in another fic, or not ;)

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Dangerous Game

Pairing: Hannibal x Female Reader

Genre: Romance, Slow burn, SMUT in the future.

Warnings: Hannibal is a care giver O.O Cliffhanger! Sorry not sorry lol :D

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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.

Likes and comments are welcomed!! Text me if i forgot to tagg you! Stay safe. Sorry for any typos.

Chapter 8

Hannibal Lecter went to his threapist Bedelia Du Maurier, as usual she was expecting him, ''How was your dinner party?'' she asked. It had been few days since the party, since he heard Y/N's divine voice. ''Me and Y/N were able to entertain guests. You should try to come next time.'' Hannibal said and he continued, ''For the first time in a long while I see a possibility of a relationship.'' he confessed. ''Is it Y/N?'' Bedelia asked curious, the question hanged in the air for few seconds, ''I'm curious about her and it makes me curious of relationships.'' He said smiling, it lasted a second on his lips.  ''Does she know? Were you obvious with your intentions?'' Young woman could see that Hannibal was little uncomfortable talking about Y/N Hobbs, he was playing with words a lot. ''No, she considers me as a friend, for now.'' He was determined to change Y/N's mind sooner or later.

Y/N decided to swing by Tobias Budge's shop, he was playing a violin, as she walked in, the golden bell on the door rang. Tobias smiled, ''You came.'' Y/N looked around, it was a cute shop. ''I wanted to see your shop, I hope it's not a bad timing.'' He was alone, and his next client called and said he wouldn't be able to make it, ''No, not at all. Coffee?'' he went to the back door to bring two cups of coffee. ''Thanks. So what do you do here?'' Y/N asked, ''I sell and play. Do you play any instruments?'' he looked at her up and down, ''Easy to kill.'' he thought. ''No, my only instrument is my voice.'' Y/N always wanted to learn but she was busy all the time, ''Maybe I can teach you?'' Tobias said, he finished his coffee. ''Great idea, was looking for ways to embarrass myself.'' her comment made him smile.  As they were talking Tobias wanted to show how he played his violin, when he was playing toY/N she was surprised because Hannibal Lecter came to the shop. Hannibal was surprised and also annoyed to see her there, watching Tobias. ''Hannibal?'' Y/N asked, shocked. ''Lovely to see you here Y/N. Is it Tobias?'' he addressed to Tobias who was standing and watching them. ''Yes.''

''Your strings are all gut?'' Hannibal asked reffered to the violins in the room, ''I also carry steel and polymer strings if you prefer.'' Tobias said calmly, ''I prefer gut, still makes music after 2000 years.'' Hannibal touched a string of a cello. ''What brings you here Hannibal?'' Y/N asked, ''There is a murder and I think it was Tobias.'' Hannibal thought but of course he held his tongue. ''My harpsicord needs new strings, it's been making an awful noise.'' Hannibal stood between Y/N and Tobias, he was facing him. ''Perhaps you could help?'' Hannibal asked Tobias, for some reason Y/N felt this strange tension in the room. ''Of course.'' Tobias said, Y/N didn't know he could play harpsicord, she was impressed. Tobias prepared a package for Hannibal, ''Here you go.'' Hannibal wanted to pay but Tobias didn't take it, ''It's my treat.'' he said and turned to Y/N, ''My door is always open for you Y/N.'' 

Hannibal took the liberty and drive Y/N home, they were in his car, it was a cold day so Y/N had a long coat. ''I didn't know you could play hapsicord Hannibal.'' His eyes were on the road, ''There a lot of things you don't know about me Y/N.''                

 ''Like what?'' Y/N asked, she was watching him drive, it was a sight to sour eyes. he looked in control and it lightened something in her, she liked a man who took control. ''I can also play theremin.'' She caught a glimps of his lips twitching into a small smile, he stopped the car at her place. ''That's me.'' Y/N didn't want to leave, it had been few days since the party and she missed him. ''If you want I can make a tea for us.'' She offered kindly, trying not to sound desperate. He agreed and together they walked the stairs, Hannibal was in her house before but that was a different situation. ''Home sweet home.'' Y/N opened the door ad let him in, it was a cozy place. Plants were evrywhere, even though it was a small place she was a tidy person

(this is the living room)

Hannibal helped her get out of her coat and hanged, there were a lot of books there, ''You sit and I'll make the tea.'' Hannibal could smell her scent everywhere, ''She loves taking care of every alive thing.'' he could see it now clearly. He decided to walk to the kitchen and see her in her own environment.

(this is the kitchen)

As usual there were thriving planst, she was comfortable, ''What a strange conicidence Hannibal, to see you at Tobias's shop.'' she knew he was watching him, standing on the threshold. ''Yes, indeed. Why were you there?'' He asked, to be honest he didn't like the was Tobias was looking at her. ''I wanted to make a new friend. I feel alone.'' Hannibal didn't like what he heard, ''You can always come to me, you must know that Y/N.'' she turned to see him, regarded him suspiciously, ''Would you still want me if- never mind.'' she gave a weary smile and turned back to the sink. ''Please finish your sentence.'' Hannibal could see she was under a lot of pressure, she put the tea kettle on the stove. Her hands were on the marble, wasn't ready to face him. She felt his presence behind her, his parfume made her feel like she was walking among trees in the woods. He held her waist gently and made her look at him, ''What is it that troubles you?'' now he was holding her cold hands in his warm ones. The screaching voice of the tea kettle brought Y/N back to reality, without even a word she left him standing. 

They were drinking tea in silence, ''I won't leave until you ask me to Y/N.'' Hannibal began, ''I want you to know that you can trust me.'' he was observing her movements. She took off her shoes and looked like she belonged there, like she was created to sit next to him all the time. ''I was 4 years old when it happened.''

What do you think happened?

What is Y/N’s secret?

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Hey, i have this idea in my head where the reader is appointed as Feyd Rautha's right hand (wo)man/bodyguard/assistant? due to the fact that she is a skilled fighter and super smart. Maybe she was a hitman or a bountyhunter and the baron is obviously overprotective of his heir.

So if you're interested you could write about that

A/N; HI! Thank you so much for the request, I enjoyed writing it, I've made the reader bisexual for some reason idk. lol

Warnings; Fighting, blood.

Words; 1.189K

You were on your knees in front of the vicious Baron Vladimir Harkonnen, who rules the House Harkonnen. His populous watching the ceremony, screaming and applauses echoed in the large arena. You have defeated hundred man and women and you deserved to be the Na-Baron, Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen’s right hand. Before you path led you to Giedi Prime you were a bountyhunter, hunting people and not caring about the cause just in it for the money and you were caught by the Harkonnen soldier, in order to prove your worth you fought in the arena and earned your place. It was this or death and you weren’t going to die. Not today at least. Ever since Baron made Feyd-Rautha  his heir Feyd was getting more and more important and when his former right hand who was a useless man almost caused Feyd-Rautha his death Baron Vladimir executed that man and announced that he was looking for a new right hand, many applied for the job and died in the arena except you.

You could feel the blood covered sand on your knees, you were covered in your enemies blood, both of your hands holding your knives, you loved to fight with two knives.

Baron Vladimir holding the ancestral sword, floating in the air, ‘’May you serve well.’’ He said and touched the sword on your shoulders and head, ‘’Rise.’’

As you stood up you greeted the crowed, your heart beating so fast due to the adrenalin, your blood running hot lava, crowed cheered you. At the top, where politicians and royal family members seated you saw him, Feyd-Rautha…

You were taking to spa room where a stone hot tub waiting for you to cleanse and refresh. You took of your clothes and jumped in, a slave came to wash your hair and massage your arms and shoulders, she was a pretty one. ‘’You fought well my lady.’’ She was rubbing your thick arms, years of fighting and surviving made your body fit and more muscular than other women here. You turned to face her, she was bald like the others, her eyes green and full lips, ‘’You think so?’’ screaming in the arena made your voice rougher than usual. You watched her blush, she nodded, you eyed her up and down, she had a regular black slave clothing, tight around her body, she seemed innocent and warm. After evry fight you loved to fuck a good cunt so you grabbed her throat and made her kiss you. She was startled at first but gave in, she had to, she was a slave after all.

You heard a rough cough, you turned to see who dared to disturb your moment with this cute slave and it was Feyd-Rautha. ‘’Having fun?’’ he asked jokingly, he made the slave leave, this was the first time you were seeing him in person. ‘’Greetings my Na-Baron.’’ You didn’t care that you were naked, ‘’When you are finished my servants will take you to your quarters and show you around. Later, find me.’’ He said coldly and left.

It had been five years since that meeting and you have kept your place secure. Your job wasn’t easy and you had to be alert at all times and yet you enjoyed the danger. The possibility of an attack aroused you and you found yourself going on hunts with Na-Baron every week in the main forests of the Planet. It was a heavy industrialized planet but the Harkonnens kept the main few forests.

Over the years you became friends, sharing meals together, making plans etc. And the time came to leave Giedi Prime and reclaim Arrakis, Dune. Glossu Rabban He inherited the Harkonnen penchant for sadism and cruelty, but not the cunning. He was best known for his tyrannical and vastly ineffective governance of Arrakis during the Harkonnen fiefdom of the desert planet, as well as during the insurgency of the Fremen led by Paul Muad'Dib. He earned the nickname "Beast" when he killed his father, Abulurd Harkonnen. The Baron planned to let Glossu rule the planet for a time through fear and terror so that when his favored nephew, Feyd-Rautha (Rabban's younger brother) took over, the new ruler would be welcomed as a hero. His horrid treatment of the Fremen on Arrakis prompted a lengthy rebellion that interfered with spice harvesting and production on the planet.

He did a bad job and Feyd was sent to fix it. The travel was easy but the conditions were harsh on the planet. As soon as you arrived Feyd made you find Rabban and bring him to Feyd. You did as you were ordered and he made you hit Rabban’s knee to make him fall flat to the ground, you heard Feyd’s cold voice. ‘’You humiliated our family, you humiliated me. Kiss my foot or die.’’

Rabban kissed Feyd’s foot in front of the soldiers, ‘’We’re even now.’’ Feyd said and moved to the planning room.  On Giedi Prime you and Feyd made plans for Arrakis and it was time for action. ‘’My Na-Baron, Fremens don’t know the change in command, it is best if we attack know the get ahead of them.’’ You shared your plan, Feyd-Rautha looked up from the holograms to face you, ‘’Smart. You heard her!’’ he yelled, ‘’Get ready!’’

You were right, Fremens were ambushed and plenty of slaves were taken from their homes to serve. It was a clear message to the Fremens.

At night when the palace which was built by the Harkonnens 80 years ago was quiet, you couldn’t sleep, your senses were telling you that something was up and you decided to get dressed, dismissed the slave girls and boys from your room and take as troll on the corridors.

You were right again, captured Fremens were rioting and escaped the cell they were in. You ran to Na-Baron’s room and woke him up, told him about the situation. He bolted to his feet and alarmed the soldiers, before he left with you he held your hand, after years this was the first time of physical connection, ‘’What would I do before you?!’’ it wasn’t a question, it was his way of appreciating your efforts in these five years. You nodded and walked next to him, you and him were inseparable.  

The dark corridors were packed with Fremen soldiers and they knew how to fight. You and Feyd were kicking and pushing who were on your way, slashing with your knives, you could hear him laugh, you two were a good team and tonight was the show of it.

Harkonnen soldiers were brutal, they didn’t care who they killed, servants were slaughtered as well. When the fighting was done the Arrakis’s sun was rising for a new day, you were panting and covered in gore and blood same as Fyed-Rautha. He was watching you, observing how you fight and relax… he was impressed. He closed the space between the two of you and whispered in your ear, ‘’Come to my room.’’ It was an order. You could see his pupils dilated, adrenalin running in his and your veins, you followed behind.

Thank you for reading. :)

Love Thy Enemy

Summary; Y/N Atreides had always been a stranger to the entire galaxy, her bed wasn’t her bed, her home wasn’t her home due to the fact that she was sent to accompany and be sisters with Irulan. She had limited access to her actual family and over the years they grew distant. She thought she would be like Reverend Mother, alone, yet powerful, and soon she would realize that there was no need of being alone when a wild creature had his eyes on her for a long time.

A/n; Hi litle doves, how are you?! Here i am with a new chapter, i love this series. This chapter has a bit NSFW, finally we're slowly getting there lol Don't forget to share your thoughts with me.

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Warnings; NSFW, Voyeurism a bit lol. Rabban and Baron being creeps.

Words; 3.477K

Chapter Six ''Bonds Forming in Conflict''

Y/N never thought a room could suffocate her, they moved to Feyd’s bedroom and even though she spent some time there earlier she just wanted to break down the dark walls to breath. Y/N watched Feyd move to wall to wall metal wardrobe and get a blanket and few clothes, he walked to his bed to get one of the pillows, ‘’What are you doing?’’ YN/N asked, confused. Feyd turned to her, he was struck by her beauty yet again, standing by the door, dipped in black clothing, her hands clasped on her lower abdomen, ‘’I respect my house’s traditions,’’ he began approaching to her slowly, ‘’even though I want to keep an eye on you for your health we cannot sleep in the same room.’’ He came to a stop right in front of her, observing her carefully, ‘’Aw, do you wish for me to stay little dove?’’ he teased with a grin, ‘’Good night Feyd-Rautha.’’ It was one of the rare moments where she addressed him by his name and hearing his name coming from her siren lips he had to clench his jaw to calm himself. Y/N took a step back when she saw how tense he looked, she moved to the door and opened it for him to leave, maybe she was being rude but he was right, they weren’t married… yet. He stood there, his blue orbits circling her, she didn’t move a muscle, he took few steps towards her, towering her with his height, she was reminded of how tall he was and how plump his lips looked, like soft pillows, Feyd’s eyes travelled on her face and then her neck and chest, on display for him, he audibly gulp his saliva down, ‘’Good night, little dove.’’ His raspy voice travelled up and down her body like waves to sand. She flinched with the sound of door shut. Y/N found herself breathing heavily, that was intense.

The black sun’s piercing light made her wake up from her troubled sleep, she had rather strange dreams of her and Feyd. The dreams felt so realistic that she could feel how moist between her legs and how she needed someone with her in the same bed as her at the moment. She looked around, there was no one and it was too early for her maids and servants to come in and dress her for the day so she laid on her right, her back turned to door and her delicate fingers went to her core.

The second her fingertips made contact with the moist fabric she moaned in shock and disbelief, she couldn’t be this wet just because of some erotic dreams could she?

Y/N closed her eyes and tried to remember the dreams she had while her fingers worked their magic, in her dream she was in her enemies bed… and her enemy was on top of her, they were completely naked and sweat gliding down their bodies, she saw a bald head resting on the crook of her neck. She could feel the man’s panting, heavily and his body pressed to her, between her legs, she had a good memory so she kept replaying the dream and touching herself, soft moans leaving her lips.

Feyd-Rautha woke up early as usual, he had responsibilities every day so he got accustomed to starting his day early and proceed. He slept in the living room, even though the couch was comfortable he was a tall man so he kept tossing and turning, also the fact that a pretty little dove sleeping in his bed in her lace lingerie didn’t make things easy for him. He woke up with  already wide awake member. He sat on the couch, sighing heavily, his work was waiting for him and he really needed to distract himself from.. her

Feyd got to his feet, took off his shirt, and he walked to the door of his bedroom, when he grabbed the handle he froze, he was trained to hear any kind of sound to be aware in the arena and attack, and right now his pointy ears were pricked up to a soft sound coming from the inside. He gently opened the door, not making any sound, his stealth training came in handy because the scene before him was worth to watch.  Feyd saw her, in his bed, her back turned to door and she was moving slightly, he could see the way her left arm moving under the thin blanket and the sounds she made were to die for. He closed the door gently and leaned his back, she was completely unaware of him and he wanted to keep it that way for a while.

‘’Ah…’’

How he desired to make her moan for him, how he desired to hear those soft moans just because he was the reason… he could feel his member get excited and throbbing with need to be inside her.

 He was in a trance, his hand went to palm himself through the fabric of his pants, his heart beating fast.

He could feel the pre-cum coating his undergarment, he wanted to moan in need but he kept his mouth shut, her hand movements got faster and her moans got louder than before and he followed suit. His member so erect that he almost jumped to bed and ripped her clothes and took her right then and there like a cave man but he promised himself something last night. He was going to make her beg for him, ache for him till she was on her knees begging for him to take her. The satin blanket was covering half of her body so he could see the light pink of her night gown, such a contrast to his black sheets, her long hair spread on his pillow, he couldn’t wait for to grab her hair and use her pretty head but that needed to wait. The sounds she made got a bit thinner, was she close?  Her hand movements got frantic and Feyd stopped palming himself to watch her, he wished to see her reaching her climax and relax but something happened. She couldn’t bring herself to satisfaction and she stopped, an irritated huff came from her lips, and she cursed under her breath. Feyd found himself chuckle to her situation and it made her jump, covering herself with the blanket, ‘’What are you doing here?!’’ she raised her voice, shocked to see him there, by the door, ‘’Don’t mind me, I am just a spectator of your little show.’’ He moved to bed, watched her get away, clinging to the thin blanket. He came to a stop and placed his  hands on the bed, leaning in, ‘’I can satisfy you, completely.’’ His raspy voice sent vibrations to her body, his blue eyes shamelessly focused on her parted lips, her messy hair, she tried so hard not to watch his naked chest and muscles. ‘’I can do it on my own.’’ She said sharply and Feyd laughed. ‘’It seemed like you were struggling little dove, I’ll be in the shower if you change your mind.’’ And he walked to the bathroom of the room.

Y/N wished she could just disappear, getting caught like that was so inappropriate and not lady like and yet a part of her noticed how thrilling it was to be caught… by him. Her mind went to imagine him, leaning and watching her, she shook her head violently, she had to leave the room before he came out of the shower so she called on her maids to dress her.

In the shower Feyd took care of his business, he came in his hand so violently that it shook him, all he wanted in that moment to grab her by the throat and push her to the shower wall and lift her soft legs and just go in like a brute. She made him feel these strange things, he just didn’t want to take her like he took his concubines, he also wanted to brush her long hair, caress her cheek, hold her hand… he didn’t want to give in to these feelings because if these feelings grew then it meant she would be in trouble. He had to play the game to survive and also make sure that she survives. He got out of the shower, a towel wrapped around his waist and came into the empty bedroom, she was gone.

Y/N Atreides spent her entire day in the library of the fortress, reading about House Harkonnen and Giedi Prime. She remembered his words of Giedi Prime not being welcoming to outsiders and she had this unnerving feeling in her chest like something bad was at the corner. She specifically searched for the lineage of Harkonnens. She wanted to learn more about Feyd and his family.

Emmi Rabban, was the daughter of Rautha Rabban. She became the wife of Abulurd Harkonnen (Baron Vladimir’s half brother) and the mother of Glossu Rabban and Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen. After the birth of her second son, he was taken away to Giedi Prime as the Na-Baron of House Harkonnen.

She kept reading the page and found something she wished she didn’t find.

Emmie Rabban’s cause of death: Matricide

Abulurd Rabban’s cause of death: Patricide

She dropped the heavy book she was holding, they were murdered by their own children.. or child.. she couldn’t believe she was with these animals who would murder their own parents. She had to find out if it was Glossu Rabban or Feyd-Rautha who committed these murders. She was in trance of shock when a servant approached to her and tapped her on the shoulder, she flinched, the servant girl immediately dropped to her knees ‘’I am so sorry her Ladyship, I am so sorry please don’t kill me.’’ Since the book was also on the floor the servant saw the page and looked up, ‘’Do not worry,’’ Y/N said in a calm manner, ‘’I do not kill my servants. Why have you come?’’ the girl stood up, her head low, ‘’Baron Vladimir has requested you and his nephews to dine.’’ She hesitated for a minute but she couldn’t fake an illness and ditch them, they would find out and after learning that they killed their own parents she didn’t want to get on their bad side. ‘’Take me to the dining hall.’’

She followed the servant girl, they walked passed huge doors, servants cleaning the floors and dropping everything when they saw her, their bald heads low. This type of  fear must have been going on since the first Harkonnen. She cursed her faith and kindly smiled at the servants who dared to look at her, to see their puzzled faces broke her heart, her plan was to win the people of Giedi Prime with kindness and she already heard the rumors of her travelling the halls of the fortress and into the city.

She arrived at the dining hall, it was for house members only so it was much smaller than other rooms where they had balls. She had to bow when she saw Baron Vladimir Harkonnen, ‘’There she is, our newest member.’’ He announced, mouth full. ‘’Good evening Baron.’’ She kept her voice under control, she couldn’t make a mistake. ‘’Please, sit next to your fiancé.’’ Baron ordered and she had to walk to sit next to Feyd who could have been the murderer of her parents… Glossu Rabban was across them. The table was adorned with bread, wine, fruit and meat, she noticed that her meat was well cooked. ‘’How was your day Lady Y/N?’’ Baron asked, even though he put spies on her tail he didn’t want Feyd to suspect a thing. ‘’Productive, I studied the culture of your house all day in the library.’’

Baron gave a cunning smile, ‘’Look at her and take notes my boys.’’ He seemed displeased at one of his nephews but she didn’t know which one. This was the first time she saw Glossu Rabban up close, he was intimidating, much more bulky than Feyd and his dark eyes held cruelty, when she noticed that Rabban was watching her she bowed her head in respectful manner, the room was lit by white glowglobes, bear and stag heads on the walls, the walls were dark blue and since it was night time it gave a suffocating aura but she had to endure. Since Rabban and Baron were talking about something she started to eat, ‘’Do you like it?’’ Feyd leaned in, his breath on her neck, ‘’Yes, thank you.’’ She replied not turning to him, she couldn’t face him because of what happened earlier today and also what she had found in the library. ‘’Look at my little dove, being civil in public.’’ He joked, ‘’Do you wish for me to be uncivil?’’ she drank her wine, before Feyd could reply they heard the clap of Baron’s fat hands, ‘’The reason why I gathered you here is to discuss the wedding of Feyd and Lady Y/N, The Emperor has requested to speed up the process. The wedding shall take place in two days.’’

Two days… she only had two days of so called freedom and then… she had to be his property. ‘’A wise decision, uncle. I will get everything ready.’’ Feyd said with a strict tone, Y/N noticed the interaction between Baron and Feyd, he was more disciplined and direct with his uncle than with her. ‘’Do you like this arrangement Lady Y/N?’’ she heard Baron say with a cunning smile, there was a buzzing noise in her ears, ‘’I have no complaints.’’ Her voice was neutral yet Feyd noticed her unwillingness and fear in her pretty eyes. He had this sudden desire to hold her hand under the table, no one would see it but only two of them would know, like it’s their little secret. Before he dared to hold her hand she moved to eat her meat, ‘’We shall have important guests and also Emperor himself wishes to join us…’’ Baron kept talking about the wedding plan but all she heard was this buzzing noise in her ears, her pulse was quick but as a member of  Bene Gesserit she learned to calm herself, there was a technique called Prana-Bindu, supreme control of nerve and muscles, her hands stopped shaking thankfully, but whenever she looked at Feyd she could feel her pulse quicken. Tonight, she had to learn if it was Fey or Glossu Rabban who killed their parents.

‘’You must produce heirs as soon as possible.’’ She heard the Baron Vladimir say, his mouth full and hands sticky with the juices of the meat he was gulping, ‘’Yes, uncle.’’ Feyd replied quickly with a cold manner, Y/N was shocked to see the way he kept addressing his uncle, why was he so careful?

‘’What do you think Lady Y/N?’’ she turned to the owner of the voice who was Glossu Rabban, addressing her for the first time, he had a light in his dark eyes, his shoulders tense, ‘’I beg  your pardon my Lord?’’ she asked, not sure of his questioning, on the corner of her eyes she could see Feyd’s posture change with Rabban’s questioning. ‘’About the heirs you ought to produce with my little brother.’’ Before she replied she noticed Feyd holding his knife and fork rather tightly, his knuckles turning into pale as the sun of Giedi Prime. ‘’It is my duty to serve my husband and his house, my Lord.’’ She gave a diplomatic answer, and drank her wine, what came after surprised her.

Glossu Rabban laughed really hard and he turned to his little brother, ‘’Lucky son of a bitch,’’ he began, their uncle stopped eating and locked in on the conversation, he looked as if he was watching the most intense fight at the arena, Feyd didn’t say anything but stopped eating, his blue eyes on his older brother, ‘’Care to spit whatever is on your rotten head?’’ he asked indifferently and yet Y/N was the only one who could see the way his leg was shaking, ‘’A beauty like that doesn’t come often,’’ Rabban continued, ‘’I bet she has hair down there like her head.’’ Before she could even react to his ill-mannered comment but Feyd was much quicker. He jumped from the table, holding his knife and attacked his brother. It all happened in a split second that even Baron himself didn’t expect this kind of action.  Feyd tackled his brother to the ground and holding the knife to his throat, Y/N standing in disbelief but Baron didn’t even bothered to use his device to float, ‘’Take that back!’’ Feyd screamed at Rabban’s face but Rabban laughed and head butt Feyd, he fell back and Rabban draw his knife.

‘’You are forbidden to talk to my wife like that!’’ he screamed again, ‘’She isn’t your wife yet, little brother,’’ Rabban turned to Y/N, ‘’Maybe I’ll take her for myself and use her the way you haven’t done.’’ He was deliberately provoking Feyd. ‘’Try and we shall see what happens.’’ Feyd replied and marched towards him.

All her life she was never around brutal people and she didn’t know what to do, she looked at Baron but his eyes were gleaming with ecstasy, did he really enjoy watching his nephews fight to death?

Rabban’s form was much more bigger and bulkier than Feyd but Feyd was sneaky and much more flexible than Rabban.

Rabban punched Feyd heavily, he almost fell, his nose started to bleed, Feyd, with a passion swung his knife and cut his brother’s cheek deeply, and Rabban screamed in pain. ‘’I’ll kill you!’’ and he charged towards Feyd, his boots echoed in the room, Y/N could feel her heart at her throat, she had to do something because Feyd’s death meant she would most likely be Rabban’s. It would be her death, she decided to use the voice.

‘’STOP!’’ her voice was shaky and she couldn’t find the right pitch, Y/N cleared her throat to try again but their fighting and screaming made it hard for her. Rabban kicked Feyd’s stomach and Feyd fell on the ground, Rabban on top of him, ‘’Don’t worry brother, I’ll make sure you watch me take her before I kill you.’’ He was pressing Feyd to stay put and his last comment made Feyd fume in anger, she spat at Rabban’s face and managed to get away, how dare he talk about his wife like that?!

He kicked Rabban’s head and Rabban hit his head to the wall, they kept marching towards each other,

‘’Stop.’’ She said in desperate try and they stopped. Including Baron, they all turned to her, ‘’Sit.’’ She said to Rabban and Rabban sit at his place. Y/N turned to Feyd, ‘’Follow me.’’ And together they walked out of the dining room.

With her lead and Feyd being in trance they marched the corridors, servants watching them in disbelief, when they reached to his bed chambers she held his wrist and walked him in.

‘’Sit.’’ She said, getting better at the Voice, watched him sit on the couch by the window, she went to the bathroom to get a bowl and filled it with warm water and got a towel, she also found some soothing lotions for his bruises. Y/N came back and found him sitting, he looked so calm and silent.

She knelt next to his legs, getting the towel damp she started to clean his face, he had dry blood on his face and bruises on his cheeks and a cut on his lip, one of his eyes getting more purple with each minute. He looked bad. Really bad. This was the first time she saw him like that, a part of her a really secret hidden part of her took glory in his action, defending her but also he could have been killed.

‘’Don’t use the voice on me again.’’ Was his first sentence. Y/N couldn’t help but chuckle which caught his immediate attention, he looked puzzled, ‘’You almost died Feyd.’’

‘’If you gave me time he would be the one to die.’’ He clapped back, she could sense the anger rising in him, she didn’t respond for a while, cleaning his face and Feyd watched him, he was the one who usually cleaned his cuts and bruises after battles at the arena so this was strange to him but her hand was so gentle it made him calm. After she cleaned his face and rubbed some lotions with oils on his face she was done but didn’t stand up, she looked up to meet his ocean gaze, ‘’Thank you.’’ Her hand resting on his knee, ‘’It was my duty to defend my-‘’

‘’Thank you Feyd.’’ She said again, making sure her words were genuine. Her eyes never leaving his, he nodded. His name sounded as if honey being poured into his mouth, “Say it again.” He whispered, Y/N could feel the heat rising in her body. He looked so desperate to hear his name coming from her…

“Feyd..”

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Heyyy! I am so sorry I could't reply cus I was very busy. Thank you so much, just as other years I am still single lol. I'll be posting more don't worry. love youu xxx

Audacity

May i request a Hannibal x reader where the reader is Hannibal’s fiancée and Mason Verger being fascinated by them and he tried to win the reader away from Hannibal and can’t understand why the reader always turn him down? @iamcavainna​

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

Hannibal Lecter x Female Reader

One Shot! 

Warnings; None.

Mason Verger was on his way to get a therapy session from Doctor Hannibal Lecter, his sister Margot Verger forced him to do it. They never had a healthy sibling relationship, he knew that but till this time he never considered therapy. It was a cold Baltimore day, he wore his black leather before he left his car, told his driver to park the car and wait until his session ends. He was a man who though himself a superior human being, he was raised as one, so he loved ordering people around. He sometimes didn’t consider others as humans, they were just slaves.

He climbed the stairs reluctantly, opened the door, walked the short hall and knocked the grey door. Hannibal Lecter opened the door and greeted him. ‘’Thank you for coming Mason.’’ Hannibal observed him, he had a white expensive suit, he had glasses and had a cocky smile on his lips. Mason Verger walked inside quickly like he was in a hurry. He took off his white jacket, walked to the couch and laid on it. Hannibal sat on the chair as usual, he didn’t like this man at all. ‘’Mason, please.’’ He pointed the chair in front of him, they started to talk.

‘’My sister loves me Doctor Lecter, she has to. And I am the soul Verger heir.’’ Mason said leaning back. ‘’Unless biology provides another.’’ Hannibal clapped back, as he observed Mason Verger was a rude man who never cared for anyone but himself, his parents raised him as a superior being and treated his sister Margot like she didn’t matter so Mason as growing up saw women as second class, objects that he can get and throw them away when he is bored.

As they were talking their session came to an end, they heard a soft knock on the door, Hannibal knew who was it so he opened the door with a smile. Hannibal Lecter’s fiancée Y/N Y/L/N.

Mason was wearing his jacket as he saw her, ‘’My my, what a beautiful piece.’’ He said winking at her. ‘’Mason, I would like you to meet my fiancée Y/N. Y/N this is Mason Verger.’’ They shook hands, Y/N was uncomfortable, he had a dark aura. ‘’Pleasure to meet you madam. I wish to see you again.’’ In order not to be rude Y/N kindly smiled and literally pulled her hand to free it, she took a short glance at Hannibal and she knew he was irritated. ‘’See you later Mason. Give Margot my regards.’’ And Mason left the room with a smirk on his lips.

‘’He looks like a rude man.’’ Y/N said as she put a bag on Hannibal’s study table. She brought lunch to him and wanted to spend some time with him, because of his work he had to spent all day at his office and he came home late all the time. ‘’Yes.’’ He said shortly, he was rarely angry so he kept his answers short, he didn’t like the way Mason looked at Y/N. ‘’I know what you do to rude people. What’s the plan?’’ She was pulling some plastic boxes and bread. He didn’t reply at first, brought red wine to the table. ‘’I haven’t decided yet.’’

 Y/N was decided to go out to clear her head, planning a wedding was stressful and Hannibal wanted everything to be perfect so she got a coffee and took a walk outside. There was a big park and since it was winter not many people were around.

‘’Miss Y/N?’’ She heard a man’s voice calling for her and turned her head to see, it was Hannibal’s patient Mason Verger. ‘’Mr. Verger, hi.’’ She regret going outside alone now. ‘’I saw you across the street and wanted to say hi.’’

He also had a coffee cup. He was clean shaven and his cold blue eyes seemed happy, he found his prey after all. Mason Verger had a servant who was following Y/N for days, and he got info about her, wanted to know what kind of a person she was. Mason usually dated women who were in his rich society, and those women threw themselves at him because he was rich and a respectable man in the society. Y/N seemed interesting to chase and caught, ‘’And please, you can call me Mason.’’ He continued. ‘’Okay.. Mason. I was just walking actually it’s getting late I should go back home.’’ She turned to leave, she got bad vibe from Mason, something was wrong with him. Mason grabbed her elbow, she felt her body froze. ‘’I actually would love to talk to you.’’ His voice was commanding and not in a good way. ‘’About what?’’ Y/N asked and took a sip from her coffee.

They were walking slowly and talking about his pig business and his sister Margot. Y/N and Margot met recently and she looked like a nice girl, nice girl with big sad eyes.

‘’So you and Hannibal.. wow.’’ He said like he was pissed. ‘’Yes. We are soon to be married, don’t worry Margot’s and your invitations are ready.’’

He rolled his blue eyes, ‘’Why him? You seem much younger than him and I think you deserve someone better and richer.’’

Y/N knew he was talking about himself, ‘’Hannibal and I,’’ she thought for a second, ‘’We understand each other on a deep level. We know things about each other that no one knows, he is my soul mate.’’

Mason touched his heart jokingly, ‘’Love birds hmm? I’m single by the way.’’ He was going for it. ‘’Margot mentioned that before, Mason.. you are looking for someone to breed with, you don’t understand love you just think like the pigs you own. I hope you can find someone who thinks the same way. I have to leave, good day.’’

Y/N was done with him and she left the park immediately, Mason watched her leave with a big smile, ‘’O she is smart.’’ He called his servant who was tracking Y/N for days. ‘’Don’t leave her out of your sight I’m not ready to give up just yet.’’

 Y/N walked inside the house with a tired sigh, Hannibal heard her sigh and walked out of kitchen to meet her. She walked fast towards him and kissed him deeply, ‘’What was that for?’’ he asked teasingly. ‘’Thank you for not being a man like fucking Mason Verger.’’ And she told Hannibal what happened today, Hannibal was holding her shoulders and gently rubbing them, ‘’I mean this a harassment, God knows what kind of a freak he is!’’ She looked at Hannibal and saw a curtain of shimmer, he had a plan. ‘’He overstepped his boundaries and he should be remained that you are to be my wife. You are off limits.’’ Even though his voice was calm and collective she could feel the fire which was burning inside his body. ‘’Finish him before we get married. I don’t want him to hit on me at our wedding day.’’

Hannibal Lecter just smiled and nodded.

Thank you for reading. :) ❤️

Ngl I've been thinking about this for awhile, imagine Hannibal Lecter with a Burlesque dancer like in the movie from 2010 with Cher and Christina Aguilera, reader as Ali/Christina would be really cool

A/N; Hi! Thank you for this request, i love that movie so much i sometimes listen to its songs. I had fun writing this. Happy Ramadan!

Words; 1.413K

Warnings; None.

‘’Hey! Y/N!’’ you heard a voice from the director of the show, ‘’It’s your turn now!’’ you looked at your reflection on the mirror for the last time, hair done, nails done, a nice lingerie that had rime stones on it… you were young and sexy and that was enough for your confidence. You’re good at climbing into a huge champagne glass which is filled with water and soup and big sponges and do your number. Years ago when you were a child you grew up watching burlesque dancer and the numbers they did on stage and climbing into a tall glass always entertained you, it was a classic. You were the only one who could do it right in your group, the stage was set, you had two dancers either side of the glass, dancing to the rhythm. When you walked to the stage the spot light found you and your audience started screaming for you, getting good reviews was a part of your every night. You loved the attention, slowly getting rid of your gloves you noticed someone. You knew your regular customers and this man was on the same spot, which was the VIP section, alone, drinking his champagne and admiring you from afar. He never flinched ever and you could tell that he liked dressing up and keeping everything pristine. Most of your regulars loved to send you gifts, mostly flowers, perfumes etc. However, this one never sent you anything, you started to get curious about him and asked your crew, they only knew that he was a psychiatrist and that’s it.

You moved on the stage like delicate swan, so elegant and all of the eyes were on you. As you danced to the rhythm and slowly undressed you felt his burning gaze, you knew that after the show you were going to get lots of presents except from him.

He never made a move. Most of the regular spectators loved to send you drinks and presents after the show but this particular gentleman only occupied his seat at the VIP section every week, drank his champagne, ate his luxurious dish and watched you from afar. ,

Human mind is tricky, the brain loves to focus on that one person who doesn’t have his focus on us.

Nonetheless you were intrigued by him.

Thanks to the help of the dancers on the stage you climbed into the champagne glass, your rime stoned lingerie shining under the spot light. The water was cold just how you liked it. Moving around in the glass, splashing water has always made your audience smile and left them satisfied. Maybe because of the fact that your lingerie was soaked and your damp body shimmered under the lights…

When you were done you were escorted back, it felt so cold so you wore your pink robe, people you work with congratulated you, and you kindly smiled. Before you could open your dressing room’s door and throw yourself on your pink fluffy couch your boss, an old lady with long silver hair and kind blue eyes stopped you, ‘’A gentleman is inside, he has an offer for you.’’ You were puzzled. ‘’Thank you for the heads up.’’ Before you walked in you checked your hair and make-up, and then you walked in.

He was sitting on the pink couch, when you entered and as soon as he saw you he bolted to his feat. ‘’Miss Y/L/N.’’ he addressed you and you smiled. He had a dark grey 3 piece suit which fit him perfectly, he looked odd in this room of pink. He extended his large hand and continued, ‘’It is a pleasure finally meeting you in person.’’ You held his hand and you felt a sudden rush to your  stomach. Why did he have such an impact on you? You noticed the way he emphasized the word ‘’finally’’ he was also aware of you noticing him for weeks. ‘’Please.’’ You gestured him to sit back, you sat across him. The sudden realization hit you, you had your soaking wet lingerie underneath your pink robe. His face didn’t give any clues whatsoever. ‘’Allow me to introduce myself, I am Doctor Hannibal Lecter.’’ You nodded gently, legs crossed. Melodies from the stage floating into the room, in that brief silence you wondered why did your boss allow him inside? It usually never happens.

He must have persuaded the old lady with something… most likely money.

‘’Y/N Y/L/N. At your service.’’ You replied with a soldier tone to break the ice and caught him smirking a bit. His maroon eyes looked into your eyes directly, you felt shiver running down your spine, he was intense. His gaze found the pile of presents resting on the table at the corner of the room, was that annoyance written on his sharp face?

‘’May I ask the reason why you are here Doctor Lecter?’’ you attracted his gaze again, you could feel your palms getting sweaty, his presence made you nervous and you didn’t even know this person.

‘’I would love to hire your service for one of my dinner parties.’’ He bluntly said, he seemed like a guys who would go and get something, a true dominant man. Also the way he used ‘’your service’’ didn’t go unnoticed, he was respectful. His hand went inside his jacket’s pocket to pull out a check book, he wrote something and ripped the page, you were excited when he handed it to you.

When you saw the price you were shocked.

‘’But this is too much-‘’ you said with wide eyes, holding the check as if it is something fragile, ‘’Burlesque is an art and I’m never shy spending money on art.’’ He replied, you could sense the strong undertones. ‘’When is the party?’’

You accepted his offer, this was the first time you went to do a number to someone’s home. He mentioned that his home was enough to bring your essentials. For a week you practiced and practiced. You felt like you needed to make him proud, even though he paid you and this was your job you just wanted to be perfect at it and have a good time.

He didn’t lie, his home was like a castle, more than enough for your show. You were ready and also small group of your dancers were ready too, everything was set.

Dancing so close to the audience didn’t make you nervous at all, you felt alive, the music felt like it was running through your veins, you were one with it. You could feel the public’s eyes were on you in an awe of your art, the energy was immaculate. You could also see the host of the party, Doctor Lecter, holding his drink in one hand, the other in his pocket, his maroon gaze focused on you and only you. Almost predatory.

The champagne glass act made the audience sigh in excitement, it seemed like this was the first time they experience this and it feed your soul.

After the show you went upstairs to change because Doctor Lecter wanted to introduce you to his guests. You were touching on your make up when someone knocked on your door.

‘’Come in.’’

It was Lecter himself. ‘’You are a vision.’’ He said leaning on the door, you smiled. ‘’I have a gift for you.’’ He walked towards you, ‘’You didn’t have to Doctor Lecter.’’ You said when he opened the velvet box he was holding, a golden necklace was in that box, 24 karat you assumed. ‘’Please,’’ he said, ‘’Hannibal.’’

‘’Hannibal you already paid more than the actual price and this…’’ you were blushing, ‘’I’ve wanted to give you this for so long,’’ he confessed, ‘’but I was waiting for the right time.’’ You watched him place the necklace on you through the mirror, both of his hands found their place on your shoulders, he knelt and he planted a soft kiss on your cheek, he turned to the mirror to see your face and lock eyes.

‘’Looks good on you.’’ He said, you touched the necklace, ‘’Thank you, you are so generous.’’ His aura was heavy, his manly cologne filled your nostrils. You were intoxicated, it was wrong, he was your employer. ‘’I hope we will be more close from this night on.’’

You could feel your heart racing, was this a some kind of proposal? Only time would tell. Hand in hand you left the room to mingle.

Dangerous Game

Pairing: Hannibal x Female Reader 

Genre: Romance, Slow burn, Smut in the future. 

Warnings: Mention of murder.

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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. 

Chapter 1

           Baltimore, Maryland

Y/N Hobbs, a 20 year old woman who was living her day to day life until FBI visited her. It was a normal day for her, she woke up, had breakfast, watered her flowers and plants in her small apartment. While she was practicing and warming her throat there was a strong knock on her door. ‘‘Probably Mr. Cash.’‘ she thought because good old Mr.Cash always complained whenever she was singing, she got up from her comfy couch and opened the door, to her surprise there were two people standing in front of her. ‘‘Hello Ms.Hobbs, Special Agent Jack Crawford and Psychiatrist Alana Bloom. Can we come in?’‘ She felt like her stomach dropped to her feet, she moved away from the door and let them come in. ‘‘What’s wrong?’‘ Y/N asked, Alana Bloom and Jack Crawford gave each other a look, ‘‘Maybe you should sit first.’‘ young woman said, her blue eyes was observing her closely. Y/N sat on her couch, ‘‘Ms.Hobbs, your father Garett J Hobbs is guilty of murder of 8 girls in Minnesota. He is The Minnesota Shrike, I should say was because yesterday he was killed.’‘ Y/N held her chest, ‘‘W- what?’‘ Alana Bloom continued, ‘‘Garrett J Hobbs killed his wife before the FBI went to his house. I’m so sorry for your loss.’‘ Y/N could feel her eyes water, ‘‘Abigail? Is she okay?’‘ she was always protective of her little sister. Alana sat next to her, ‘‘Your father tried to kill her too, but he was stopped by one of our men. She was saved by Dr. Lecter because she had a cut on her throat, later she was taken to hospital. She is stable now.’‘

They gave her a minute to breathe, to process everything they told, ‘’You have to come with us for interrogation.’’ Jack Crawford said calmly, ‘’Why? Isn’t it over?’’ Y/N asked, trying to stop her crying, ‘’We think that he had an accomplice and unfortunately that makes you a suspect.’’

   Alana gave him a sharp look, ‘’I have to get my jacket and my bag, excuse me.’’ Y/N went to her bedroom, she was in shock, she couldn’t believe her ears. She needed to see Abigail, she had to.

    They took her to a building which belonged to the FBI. After climbing stairs and walking halls Jack took her to a room. ‘’Please wait I’ll be withy you shortly.’’ he said and left her alone. There was a metal table and two chairs on opposite sides. She sat and started to wait, FBI Agent Jack Crawford came after few minutes, before he came he asked Alana Bloom to stay behind the glass window and observe Y/N. ‘’I want to see my sister.’’ Y/N began, voice shaking. ‘’Dr. Bloom will take you to her after this.’’ Jack had files with him, he opened them and put 8 dead girls’ pictures on the cold metal table. ‘’Why did you left home 2 years ago?’’ Y/N was looking at the pictures of those girls. ‘’I wanted to live on my own. Are they the ones my dad... you know?’’ couldn’t even bring herself to say the word. ‘’Yes. Do you recognize any of them?’’ 

‘’No.’’ She replied shortly. ‘’How did your father react when you decided to leave home?’’ 

‘‘He got angry, it was hard for me too. Now I’m glad I left.’‘ Jack noticed that she stopped looking at the pictures. ‘‘Why were you adopted?’‘ Y/N shrugged her shoulders, ‘‘I guess my biological parents didn’t want me. I was 4 so I don’t remember much. I want to see my sister.’‘ Jack stood up and gave her his card, ‘‘If you remember anything please give me a call.’‘

    Dr. Alana Bloom smiled kindly and escorted Y/N to her car, when they got close to the hospital she spoke, ‘’Don’t be surprised if you see Will Graham or Dr. Hannibal Lecter. They were at the crime scene with your sister and they check up on her quite frequently.’’ Alana wanted to warn her. ‘’Which of them killed my dad?’’ Alana was surprised, ‘’Will Graham. How did you know that one of them killed your father?’’ she was a smart girl, ‘’I know a guilt when I see one. He probably feels responsible.’’ 

Y/N never liked the way hospital’s smell, it triggered her every time she walked into a hospital because she had to go the hospital whenever she got hurt  by her abusive biological parents. She lied to Jack Crawford, she remembered things from the past but decided to bury them all the time. Dr. Alana Bloom saw her stopped walking, ‘’Ms. Hobbs are you okay?’’

‘’Yeah, I’m fine. Where is her room?’’ she showed her the room and saw Will Graham coming towards them, ‘’Excuse me for a moment, I have to check something.’’ and she left. The door was closed, Y/N took a deep breath and withouth hesitation she opened it. It was a big room, there was a couch which had someone’s jacket, Abigail was on the hospital bed, sleeping like an angel, there were machines around her when she saw her neck which was covered whit a bandage she felt a stab of pity and sadness, felt like she needed to vomit. It made her sick to her stomach to see her baby sister in a situation like this.  ‘’Excuse me Miss, but who are you?’’ A man with a nice accent asked, Y/N turned to see him. He had questioning brown eyes, his brown hair had small touch of grey here and there, he was prancing tall and proud. ‘’I’m.. she is my sister...’’ Y/N tried to speak and everything came down all at once, the pressure was too much for her to handle. The last thing she remembered was falling slowly into the arms of a stranger.