[Hannibal knows how to take simulated comfort from her smiles, was at first drawn to her out of an instinctive need for something he can't even name - the mother he misses but can hardly recall.

But now her smile is devious, full of something dark and it's thrilling to see the blackened depths of her soul peering out at him through her eyes.

He stares at her for several moments when the kiss finally comes, at once unbelievable and fully expected - as soon as she spoke her intentions were obvious, and yet she'd never crossed this threshold before. What changed her mind?

Eventually his eyes flutter shut, giving in to sensation alone as he steps forward to bring their bodies even closer, enjoying the pull on his neck from her grasping his shirt collar. When he feels it's finally possible and polite to pull back a moment, he comments:]

I suppose I should have expected you would be so sudden and violent. [Hannibal's eyes are open again, tracking her face and finally daring to look down further, enjoying the sight of her chest so near to him. He touches it with a hand, gentle despite the obvious hunger in his gaze.]

I do love treats that have a bit of bite to them.~ [And with that he leans in again, nips her bottom lip softly before pressing their mouths together. He'll adjust to her tempo if she wants it to be rough, but for the moment Hannibal is reluctant to ravage her of his own accord.]