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It wasn’t what he thought it would be. With all that had led up to this moment, the teasing, the subtle hints and building friendship, the betrayals and murder attempts, the twisted intimacy and unbearable tension built over years, Will had expected a first kiss with Hannibal to be… painful.
With all of the pain that had preceded this, how could it not be? Every meeting between them was marked by pain, remembered with scars.
But not this. This kiss was soft and light. Will expected to be devoured, and instead he was carefully tasted, a delicacy to be savored.
