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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Hannibal_(TV), Teen_Wolf_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Will_Graham/Hannibal_Lecter, Matthew_Brown/Will_Graham/Hannibal_Lecter,
      Matthew_Brown/_Stiles_Stilinski
  Character:
      Hannibal_Lecter, Will_Graham, Matthew_Brown_(Hannibal), Winston_
      (Hannibal), Will_Graham's_Parents, Bill_Graham, Stiles_Stilinski, New
      puppy
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      Hannibal_is_basically_a_king_alpha, Will_doesn't_know_he's_special, Will
      loves_his_dog, Winston_is_a_badass, NSFW, Fluff, Mating_Cycles/In_Heat,
      Teasing, Hannibal_is_kinda_afraid_of_Will, And_should_be, kinda_slow
      burn, Matthew_Brown_-_Freeform, cough, alpha_battles, Murder_Team, Will
      doesn't_know, alpha/omega_smut, (the_non-con_is_referenced_from_Will's
      past), (non-con_was_during_underage), (just_for_trigger_warnings_ya
      know), torture_violence, Road_Trips, hotel_fun, Threesome_-_M/M/M, more
      smut, Sharing, Family_Reunions, deeper_rare_omega_history, occasional
      depressing_ishhh, Omega_Stiles_Stilinski
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      Published: 2017-05-26 Updated: 2017-08-08 Chapters: 20/? Words: 47369
****** h o n e y & f i r e ******
by toni_of_the_trees
Summary
     Will's eyes widened when he caught the ominous heated smell, like
     firewood smoke and oak, heavy and more threatening than any other
     alpha he'd ever smelled before.
     This wasn't a low leveled alpha like the ones who drooled at him like
     animals, or the medium levels that would try and snatch him off the
     street to take advantage of him. This was one of the rare ones he had
     only ever heard of, the rare ones who could snap their fingers and
     get anything they wanted because in a snap of their fingers they
     could end a multitude of lives like that.
     Dangerous.
Notes
     I haven't wrote anything in a long bit due to a lot of stuff, decided
     to post something I had scribbled
     on my cell phone whilst drunk, because I've never really tried my
     hand at ABO and I freaking love ABO, so ~
***** Chapter 1 *****
 
 
[Hannibal] [will]
 
 
Hannibal watched as the nude omegas were lined up one by one in the extravagant
lobby. The golden white lights dimmed and glimmering against the antique
furnishings and decor around the group.
His eyes stopped, trained on one in particular that refused to stay pliant in
the velvet binds wrapped around his neck, wrists, and waist.
Out of the six tidied up males, the resilient one seemed the youngest. His long
chocolate curls draped around a chiseled jaw and flushed pink cheeks, bright
blue eyes gleaming above snarling white teeth. The boys sharp canines alluring
and threatening at the same time, eager to pierce the skin of his captors.
The others seemed broken of their spirit, accepting their duties and roles they
were destined for- but this one, his perfection sullied by his resistance as
well as a harsh bruising cut on his forehead. The captors hoped the alpha
wouldn't take notice to the injury hidden beneath the tousled mess of curls.
The scent of the healing wound, the dried blood, was the first thing he had
noticed before they had even entered the building- a luscious aura of lavenders
and honey. Hannibal raised a brow when one of the handlers approached him.
"I apologize for this one, we had an incident and had to find a replacement- he
was found fleeing another event...I won't go so far to insult your knowledge
that he was injured in capture. If you want us to remove-"
"There's no need to remove him. I'd actually-" before Hannibal could finish,
they both flinched at the sound of a crash, a few of the other omegas being
dragged to the ground when the boy thrashed about and knocked a table
displaying a vase over.
"Get control of him!" The other two handlers struggled to pin the boy to the
carpet, shouting when he clawed and tore at their skin.
Hannibal almost stepped in but found it too entertaining, seeing the furious
thing practically winning the battle against two medium leveled alphas. The
handler managing the sale sighed heavily and approached the struggle, a loud
yelp from the poor thing was painful to hear as he was suddenly tasered. His
body trembled and convulsed for a few moments as the other two climbed off him
to avoid being affected themselves by the electrocution, huffing as they
watched the omega suffer through snarling gritted teeth.
Hannibal twitched a disgusted scowl, stepping over to snatch the mans wrist,
twisting it back violently with an audible crack as he cried out- dropping the
taser to the ground.
"That's quite enough of that now. Take the rest of your omegas and leave- I
will wire payment for this one as soon as tomorrow evening. Do try and refrain
from such foul treatment or I'll find it necessary to report you and your
workers. Have I made myself clear?"
The handlers hurried to untie the limp boy from the binds, fearing the
lingering threat the higher alpha emitted into the area.
"Yes sir- of course sir..we apologize, I had no idea you'd be interested in
such a thing, please, enjoy and take your time..." They rushed to leave with
the omegas without another word other than apologies.
Hannibal sighed and couched down, picking the small omega up in his arms and
carried him up to his room in the large hotel.
---
Hannibal frowned at the nude thing wrapped in a curled up ball of silk red
blankets. His long dark curls splayed messily above his head atop a black cased
pillow. The dimmed lamp in the corner cast a pale sheen over the silk threads
and soft locks, the shadows deepening the red tinge on his cheeks.
When the omega finally woke, he woke dazed, sleepy and aching as he ran his
fingers across the bedding surrounding him. He sat up and cringed as the sore
muscles rippled to rise. He blinked a few times, clearing his vision when he
spotted the alpha sitting in the corner of the room at a desk, writing or
drawing something in a small book.
Hannibal noticed the shifted presence, turning to see the confused thing
sitting childishly in the center of the bed with red sheets draped around his
bent knees to cover his waist and crotch. His bed-head curls sticking up on one
side as he quirked a still confused look at him.
"Good evening, Pup. You've been asleep for two days...I do hope you're feeling
better after what those vile men did. Atrocious, to use a taser like that.
Torture is what it was, not subduing. I apologize for them." Hannibal stood and
walked over, stopping with his hands in his black pajama bottoms when the omega
tensed up at the approach.
"..you bought me...."
Hannibal raised his brows, finally hearing the boys voice at a calm even tone
rather than snarls and curses and shouts.
"Yes. But I assure you I don't intend on making you an unhappy slave tending
house...you're quite interesting to me, boy."
"I'm WILL, not BOY...and I don't find you that interesting...you seem like
every other alpha I've encountered...I'm leaving the second you let your guard
down, I've done it before and I can do it again."
Hannibal chuckled low and stepped closer now, withdrawing one hand from his
pocket to touch the omegas forehead injury, intentionally letting the young man
scent his wrist gland to tell him silently all he needed to know.
Wills eyes widened when he caught the ominous heated smell, like firewood smoke
and oak, heavy and more threatening than any other alpha he'd ever smelled
before.
This wasn't a low leveled alpha like the ones who drooled at him like animals,
or the medium levels that would try and snatch him off the street to take
advantage of him. This was one of the rare ones he had only ever heard of, the
rare ones who could snap their fingers and get anything they wanted because in
a snap of their fingers they could end a multitude of lives like that.
Dangerous.
Will sunk, almost instinctively at the sudden realization, cursing himself in
his mind for not recognizing his situation earlier. He blamed the damned
electric shock for knocking his senses out of whack.
"Don't worry, Will dear, I don't mean to frighten you. I merely want you to be
aware of my stature and that, to be honest, I don't think it'd be wise to upset
me. Though I do find it strange...something about you has effected me. I'm not
sure how...and it's concerning to me that I don't understand what your presence
and scent is somehow capable of doing. That among other reasons, is why I'm
going to keep you. I'd rather not have a threat wandering about the world."
Will scrunched his brows, letting the alpha stroke his curls as he listened to
the strange admission. A threat? Him? A small omega to a rare powerful alpha?
"What do you mean...?" Will shuddered a bit, clenching his jaw as the strong
hand drifted down his neck to brush a thumb over his Adam's apple.
Hannibal curved a small smile, gazing down at the beautiful creatures confused
eyes confronted with fear, curiosity and urge to flee mixing in the blues and
greens.
"I'd rather keep that a secret for now, seeing as I can tell you'd rather jump
out the window given the chance."
Will glanced at the window he spoke of, looking back up at the crimson sharp
eyes when the alpha huffed a short laugh. "10th floor, sweet child, please
don't try." Hannibal sat on the edge of the bed now, watching the gears
grinding and turning in the omega's head- clearly faltering to a stall as he
tried to process his situation. "...so what now...fuckmatebreed then kill?"
Will muttered, almost as if accepting defeat.
Hannibal chewed is lip for a moment, imagining the delicate young thing
accepting his knot with sweet howls, the way the room would smell after he bit
down to draw the sweet lavender honeyed blood and claim the rebellious creature
as his own. He damned his vivid imagination when he felt his cock twitch
beneath his pajama bottoms.
He cleared his throat and licked his lips before answering, "No, not tonight."
Will's eyes snapped open and up from toying with a stray thread in the silk
sheets, swallowing hard at the subtle indication the alpha hinted. Despite his
natural dread of the alpha's intimidating presence, he was handsome, alluring
as hell with his defined features, tanned skin and silver gold hair dusting
over his forehead. Most apha's were built to be masculine and attractive in
order to lure in the petite young omega's, their feminine features and
submissive personalities trapping them in the alpha's grip.
Will was rebellious against the role, working hard to keep fit and agile,
defensive and angry. It usually helped him escape the captivity he often found
himself in, but now- now is different. There was no fighting this one off.
Hannibal caught the fearful look on the omega's face, smirking as he stood back
up to approach the kitchenette.
"Give it time...you'll soon find me interesting enough."
---
Hannibal had brought the omega home, locking him in the master bedroom over
night for two weeks now, letting the boy roam about during the day under his
supervision. Will had tried to escape only once, but failed when he broke the
upstairs bedroom window with his fist. Glass had sliced into his wrist, causing
the boy to cry and howl in pain- curling up on the floor beneath the broken
window. Hannibal had rushed in and calmed him down, treating and stitching up
the wound as he hushed and comforted him through it.
That was when Will's feelings toward the alpha shifted towards the better,
realizing that he may actually care about him. Despite that, he also felt weary
because this was also a tactic he knew some alpha's to use in order to gain
omega's trust. Either way, he felt a slight air of relief that the terrifying
man had decided to display care and comfort rather than harsh treatment.
At the beginning of the third week, Hannibal sat in a chair on the back patio,
watching as the young omega sat nude in the field of flowers beside his garden.
He smiled when he noticed the boy pluck a handful of dandelions and smell them.
He looked ethereal in the bright sunlight, the rays of light bringing a glow
from his pale skin and shining on the dewy tall grass surrounding him. If he
wasn't mistaken, he was sure the sight had just struck his heart like cupids
damning arrow.
Will hadn't noticed he was being watched, assuming the alpha was busy reading
his book. He sighed and smiled as he began to gather more flowers, picking and
choosing various colours to build the ensemble. Hannibal watched him stand and
walk further into the field, his bare rear coated in blades of wet grass as he
bent over to pick more.
"William-" He called out, quickly catching Will's attention with a slightly
surprised look on his face. "Come here, dear." Will obeyed with a slight pout,
walking through the field hiding the handful of flowers behind his back as he
did. Hannibal huffed a small laugh at the poor attempt, eyeing the omega's
flaccid member for a second before leaning over to see the batch of flowers
peeking around his sharp hips.
"Why are you picking flowers from my field, sweet child?"
Will shifted a bit on his feet, twitching his nose as he let the man see the
selection he gathered. "I thought they were pretty...I wanted to put them in a
vase for my room..." He frowned and held them out, eyes shying guiltily down at
his feet as he did. Hannibal closed his book and took the flowers, smiling
endearingly at the complacent omega.
"You do know you kill them when you pluck them, dear?"
Will blinked up at that, studying Hannibal's crimson gaze for a moment before
looking down to the flowers in his hand. "I guess so...does it matter?" "Yes.
If you appreciate something's beauty, the last thing you should do is end it's
life."
There was a short silence, then Will risked a question.
"Is that why you haven't bred and killed me...?"
Hannibal's eyes widened at the unexpected question. He stood and straightened
his black t-shirt and khaki pants, sighing as he reached out and brushed the
boy's long curls back with his free hand. He sat the flowers down but kept one
dandelion, tucking the stem between the omega's ear and mess of hair. Will
stared at him in awe, wondering what the sweet gesture meant coming from such
an alpha.
"That's exactly why...William. Inside and out...you're beautiful."
Will's lips parted, speechless as the alpha caressed his cheek and pressed a
gentle kiss to his, closing his eyes when he returned the embrace. Hannibal
smiled into the kiss, his heart fluttering at the small little noise Will
whimpered into his mouth. When they finally broke the passionate kiss, Will
blushed a bright new red, hiding his face in the alpha's shoulder for a moment
before Hannibal noticed the omega's member stiffened against his thigh.
"S-sorry..." Will stammered, stepping back and rubbing his face. He gasped when
Hannibal snatched him back into his arms, pressing a harder kiss to the young
man's lips.
---
 
***** f l o w e r s & a s h e s *****
Chapter Summary
     "Hannibal..."
     Hannibal broke from his thoughts, looking at the bright blue eyes
     glimmering with flecks of orange against the fire.
     "Hm?" The only response he could muster at the moment.
     "I was wondering if you'd be mad if I wanted to go home..."
     "...home, dear?"
     Will nodded and shifted to turn towards him, still settled on the
     carpet as he closed the book full of pressed flowers. "Y-yeah...just
     for a bit...alpha...I, I want to see if it's still there...?"
     Hannibal furrowed his brows at that, unaware that the boy even had a
     home to go back to.
Chapter Notes
     *flails hands* okay
 
 [hannibal] [winston] [will]
 
 
Will sat on the carpet in front of the fireplace that night, pressing and
flattening the flower petals into a sketchbook Hannibal had gifted him.
Hannibal sat centered on the couch, watching the omega put together his
decorations for the book, freshly showered free of stray grass and dirt wearing
just a pair of pale pink silk boxers he had selected for him.
He studied the boy's back, his fit shoulders shifting as he maneuvered the
project around. As much as he adored watching the omega so calm and pliant,
enjoying simple activities, he couldn't help but feel upset at the old healed
injuries deep in the pale skin and muscles. He knew it would take time to get
the young man to open up and tell him how he got the scars, despite his obvious
assumptions. He remembered the vile men shocking him to unconsciousness. The
strip of a raised healing burn from where the taser connected just above his
hip bone.
"Hannibal..."
Hannibal broke from his thoughts, looking at the bright blue eyes glimmering
with flecks of orange against the fire. "Hm?" The only response he could muster
at the moment.
"I was wondering if you'd be mad if I wanted to go home..."
"...home, dear?"
Will nodded and shifted to turn towards him, still settled on the carpet as he
closed the book full of pressed flowers. "Y-yeah...just for a bit...alpha...I,
I want to see if it's still there...?" Hannibal furrowed his brows at that,
unaware that the boy even had a home to go back to. "Where is this home,
William?"
"In the woods east of the first event I was dragged into...they had found me
outside of my hut when I was looking for food. I was dumb...tired...and hungry.
I wasn't thinking...they spotted me in the night with flashlights and hounds
that apparently caught my scent. I tried to run but they caught me with a
strange net that burned my skin but didn't leave marks somehow. I'm just
wondering if they found my hut and destroyed it or not...I promise not to run
or anything, if you're still worried about that.."
"...it's a stunting net...the chemicals on it are intended to hurt without
scarring omega's. What's in this home that you want to retrieve, young one?"
Will glanced at him then back to his book, brushing his thumb along the spine
of it as he thought. "It was just my home...my escape from everything...I just
want to know if it's gone or not..."
Hannibal knew there was more than the boy was telling, but nodded and agreed
anyway.
"First thing in the morning we'll go, if that's alright?"
Will perked up and blushed excitedly at the unexpected approval, nodding back
in return as he sat the book to the coffee table and rounded over to the couch.
Hannibal grunted when the boy was suddenly on his lap, pressing a thankful kiss
to his lips.
"Thank you alpha..."
---
Will shuffled through the grass with Hannibal following close behind, shirtless
wearing a pair of Hannibal's black silk pajama bottoms- he wasn't used to
wearing clothes much at all so Hannibal allowed him to dirty his expensive
wardrobe in public.
After half an hour into the woods, they came to a stop, Will frozen a foot in
front of him. He frowned as he noticed the same smell Will must have caught- a
lingering stale fog of burnt wood still present even weeks after first
happening.
He placed a hand on Will's shoulder, withdrawing it quickly when the omega
smacked it away and took off running toward the smell. Hannibal followed with
fast steps, stopping again finally at the site. "William..." He tried, gently
crouching as Will dropped to his knees in front of the large pile of scorched
black logs and frail ashy twigs.
"Bastards..." Will shuddered, a trembled sob escaping his throat as he gripped
the dead grass beside his knees. The hut he had built with his own two hands
crumbled to ash and singed fragile wood, all of his belongings gone, burnt to
nothing in the woods.
Hannibal stepped around and crouched in front of the omega to block the view of
his destroyed home, wrapping his arms around his shaking shoulders.
He flinched, recoiling away when the boys sobbing changed from a soft
remorseful cry to a painful furious scream, the tree's bending away from the
shrill vibrations- he covered his ears and stumbled back before falling to the
wet grass. "WILLIAM~!!!" Hannibal shouted as loud as he could against the
agonized screech, cringing as blood began seeping through his fingers from his
ears.
Will finally stopped, gasping and panting through heavy sobs as he reached out
to grab a burnt rope, pressing it against his face as he cried. Hannibal
stumbled to try and stand, limping a bit as he did with spinning vision that
blurred and struggled to focus again. His face was stuck with shock and
confusion, baffled at what had just happened he looked up dazed at the branches
stripped of their leaves, the tree's wood splintered and broken from the
impact.
"W-Will..." Hannibal stammered, trying to ground himself, he touched his upper
lip and widened his eyes at the sight of blood on his finger tips. His nose
dripped a steady stream of the fluid, he licked it away and ignored it as it
returned- making his way back over to Will as the strange omega sniffled and
held the rope in his shaking hands.
Hannibal had only heard rumors of extremely rare omega's with such an ability,
the shrill cry meant to disable and harm attackers in the ancient times. Will
didn't seem to know what he had just done, his mind distant with agony as he
mourned his home and whatever the rope had meant to him. If Hannibal hadn't
been such a powerful Alpha, the scream would have broken him just as easy as it
had the tree's bark.
"They took him, they took him they TOOK HIM, THEY KILLED HIM, THEY TOOK HIM!"
Will shouted, hunching over to press his forehead to the dead ground, crying
harder as he shouted. Hannibal frowned, still trying to steady himself as he
stepped over and placed a hand on the boy's bear back.
"Wh..who...William...?" Hannibal tried to maintain his calm demeanor, despite
being wildly shaken by the sudden unintended attack he just suffered, his heart
pounding in his chest hard and fast enough to feel like skipping palpitations.
His nose and ears slowly stopping the steady stream of blood as it dried
against the cool early morning breeze on his skin.
"W-winston...they took Winston...my dog...they took him...this was his
leash...it's...he's..." Will choked on a broken sob, trembling harder at the
thought. Hannibal took quick action to hopefully prevent another attack,
hushing and cooing the young omega with gentle words and embracing arms. "You
don't know that dear...the fire likely broke the rope and freed him...you never
know...he could be roaming around right now in these woods looking for
you...hm?" Hannibal worried his eyes down to try and see the boy's face, hoping
he was calming.
Will took the suggestion well, nodding as he wiped snot from his nose and
sniffled. "He's...he's a good boy...he'd..he'd know to stay away from them if
he got away..."
"That's good...come...let's search around for a bit...how's that sound?"
Will nodded and stood, finally looking up to see Hannibal's face. He gasped
when he noticed the blood dripping from the man's nose and ears, drops steady
leaking from his jaw to the grass between them as they sat crouched together.
"H-hannibal, what happened?!"
Hannibal scrunched his brows and knew for sure now, the omega had no clue of
his ability when he produced it, likely blinded of his senses through his
emotions. He smiled weakly and stroked Will's curls back gently. "I'm fine,
sweet boy...let's get going."
---

Will let Hannibal hold his hand as they walked through the woods until the sun
began to lower, Will still calling out for Winston every few feet. Hannibal
worried as their search grew fruitless, hoping to the gods the boy wouldn't
grow emotional again. He wasn't sure just how many times he could suffer the
attack without ending up dead.
This must have been the strange feeling he had gotten from the young omega when
he became close to him in their meeting.
No wonder the creature was so interesting to encounter.
---
Hannibal managed to get Will back home without much struggle, the poor thing
simply sulking in the passenger seat of his Bentley as he drove speedily down
the roads. The last thing he'd want was to be stuck in a car with the omega's
cry.
He put Will to bed after a failed attempt to feed him, the boy wanting nothing
but to curl up in the middle of the king size bed and wrap tightly hidden in
the silk sheets. Hannibal allowed it, stepping out to begin studying his
library for the origins of the omega's strange history- where he had possibly
come from wielding this hidden rare ability.
Despite his tailored demeanor- he couldn't help but feel his image sullied for
the first time as he read the books with torn edges of tissue stuffed in his
nostrils to prevent the nose bleeds.
---
Hannibal jolted awake from being slouched in his study chair, the heavy book
dropping from his lap as he sat upright at the sound of Will's screams.
"Will!?" He knocked the chair backwards to the ground and rushed out of the
room, eyes darting for a moment in the hall before he followed and found the
source of high pitched cries.
"William!!" Hannibal called, throwing the back patio door open as he skidded to
a stop and spotted the boy in the garden.
He froze and stared in confusion, watching as the young omega laid on his back
between two rows of torn up vegetables- dirt covering his pale skin and pink
silk boxers as a dog coated him with slobbery kisses and drool. Will screamed
through his excited laughter, high pitched squeals escaping his amusement and
relieved emotions every time the mutt's tongue tickled his neck and ears.
"Haha~! Ha- look!! Hannibal! Winston found US!! Oh, such a good boy! You're
such a good boy, yes! Haha! Ah! Quit!! Haha!"
Hannibal scoffed in disbelief, grinning as he stepped over to the ruined garden
and shoved his hands in his pajama bottoms pockets. "How in the world did the
pup manage that, you think?" He asked curiously, smiling at the innocent two
wrestling around the dirt. Will laughed louder and let the dog leap off him and
pad over to Hannibal, the animal sniffing and examining the alpha's ankles
wearily for a moment.
"He must have followed my scent after we went back to my hut! He knows me like
the back of his paw, he's so smart- oh I knew you were a genius Winston!" Will
crawled over a bit and yanked the dog back into his arms to stop him from
studying the man, nuzzling his face into the dirty multi-coloured fur like it
was a treasured stuffed animal from childhood.
Hannibal could only stand and watch the two reunited endearingly, smiling at
the sweet innocent sight. How the hell could something so innocent, damaged,
fearful, furious, and paranoid be unaware of wielding one of the most
terrifying abilities rumored in existence be so beautiful and undiscovered?
---
Will laid on the carpet curled up around his dog in front of the fireplace that
night, sleeping soundly as Hannibal sat once again on the couch- this time
having moved the coffee table out of the way to allow the two friends space to
cuddle in their slumber.
He eyed them carefully, sketching the sweet scene in his book as the hours
passed.
How the hell did Hannibal, the ultimate Alpha, end up drawing an angelic
rebellious omega snuggling with a mutt in his living room?
---
***** i r o n & s t e e l *****
Chapter Summary
     Hannibal entered the station, dressed in a black-on-black suit, the
     dark ensemble somehow making the alpha seem even more intimidating
     than ever as his golden hair dusted over his stern brow. Will
     practically gawked from inside the jail cell, Hannibal's presence
     instantly filling the building with a lingering power. He hadn't been
     in public around other alphas with the man since his purchase, he
     hadn't realized how different his demeanor was. Frightening and
     beyond what could be defined as handsome.
Chapter Notes
     I seriously did not expect people to like this so much, I'm dead
     nervous now dammit *sweats*
[will] [hannibal] 
 
 
 
Another month passed, the omega growing more and more comfortable in the
usually despised setting and environment, only easing in with the Alpha's
careful distance and caring unexpected nature. Winston even took to the man,
constantly approaching him when he was cooking in the kitchen in hopes of
receiving the tasty sausages he'd gift him in order to get him out of the area.
Hannibal could swear he once saw the dog come back for seconds only to sneak it
back to Will when the boy was too lazy to come ask for a piece himself. A
strange burn rose from his stomach at the thought of his precious omega eating
dog-slobber tainted meat in his home.
A few days passed with the Alpha studying deeper into Omega History, hoping to
find answers about safely mating the rare one, too worried that his rough
demeanor when aroused & heated would draw emotionally intense reactions from
the boy that could end badly- if Will would allow him in the first place of
course.
At one point, Will noticed the alpha avoiding being intimate with him. It
bothered him more than he had expected.
Hannibal startled in his chair, his attention snatched from his reading when
Will stormed into his study and began shouting at him.
"What's your problem!? Am I just not interesting anymore because I'm not
FIGHTING you away from me!? "
"Will-"
"NO! You're not only what I didn't expect from a god damned ALPHA, but WORSE!
You're SICK! You WANT me to fight, you WANT me to hate you when you fuck me,
that's why you don't want me anymore! I stopped trying to run because I
actually started to LIKE YOU dammit! You're a fucking asshole, I can't believe
it! I fell for it and it's my fault! I thought you were different! I THOUGHT
YOU ACTUALLY LOVED ME! HOW FUCKING STUPID IS THAT!?" Will's shouts grew higher
and tearful, his eyes watering as he shoved Hannibal's shoulder to keep him
seated in his chair, turning on his heel to try and leave before frustratingly
turning back around to continue scolding the alpha.
Hannibal's eyes shifted to the pen that shook and rolled off the desk to the
floor, turning to look at Will with clenched muscles. "William- I need you to
try and calm down and let me explain~"
"Shut up! You- you...you, I~" Will's voice trembled as he snarled, Hannibal
hurrying up to try and grab Will's shoulder's to comfort and correct his
paranoid thought process. It was too late. Will twisted out of the grip and
screamed,
"I H A T E Y O U I H A T E Y O U I H A T E Y O U  ! ! !"
The words took on a furious life of their own, the shelves of his study
suddenly cracking and dropping various books to the floor- Hannibal's knees
gave in immediately, hitting the carpet he covered his ears and cringed as the
waves vibrated violently against his body. Fresh blood dripped from his ears
and nose, this time an additional stream escaping his lips as he coughed down
to the floor and tried to catch his breath.
Will stifled a confused angry sob and dropped to his knees with Hannibal,
reaching out with shaky hands when he realized what he had done- the alpha
panting and wheezing as he let his ears go to look at the blood coating his own
hands.
"H...Hannibal...I...I...I'm sorry...." Will stammered frightfully, frowning
hard as he grabbed Hannibal's jaw to plead forgiveness.
Hannibal took this reaction as a sign that the boy knew somewhat of his
ability, understanding that his action had something to do with the violent
effect it caused to things around him.
Hannibal cringed as he managed to speak, weak from the attack- "...wh..why
didn't you do this when you were tasered by those men, dammit..." Will scoffed
a sad choked sob and pressed his forehead to Hannibal's.
"It's..." He sniffs, "...it's hard to even breathe when you have...a gazillion
volts of electricity surging through you...." He sniffs again.
"..and I didn't know it was me..."
Hannibal felt himself drifting to unconsciousness, blinking heavily as he
stared at the bright sad blue eyes that silently apologized to him. So he
really does lose track of time and self when he produces the ability. He never
does it on purpose. It's his own body reacting to his changing emotions.
Interesting...
He closed his eyes and fell to the side, passing out on the study's carpet
floor as Will whined and tried to keep him awake.
---
Hannibal woke on the couch, Winston licking his face as he cracked his eyes
open. "Mmph.." He grunted, pushing the dog gently away from him he sat up.
"William?" Touching his face he felt that either Will or Winston had cleaned
the blood from his skin- he hoped for the latter. He called for Will again,
growing worried over the empty response. "Where is he, boy?" Hannibal strained
to stand and walked around a bit, noticing Winston didn't follow but trotted
over to the front door- scratching at it with eager whines.
He furrowed his brow and wondered, was that it? Did Will finally decide to
leave? Would he have left Winston in hopes of the alpha keeping him in the
safer environment? Before he could begin to panic, the phone rang.
"Hello?"
("Is this Hannibal Lecter, owner of omega William Graham?")
Hannibal blinked a few times before responding, his chest tightened- this was
it. His precious boy was dead...found in a ditch treated like trash by alpha's
who had no sense of self control. "Yes, this is he."
("We've found your omega wandering the woods, we didn't harm him, he seems
manic though. He's already injured two alpha's at the station, I'd like to ask
your permission to disable him while you come to retrieve the boy, sir?")
Hannibal exhaled a heavy sigh of immense relief, his heart skipping back to a
normal beat after having painfully dropped into his stomach.
"No-! No, if anything I'd appreciate if you left him be, just tell him I'm on
my way and he should calm down. Is it possible for me to speak with him over
the phone so he doesn't give you any more trouble?"
("Of course sir, here he is...-omega, your master is on the line, I'm going to
hand the phone through the bars. If you attack I will have no choice but to
take defensive precautions, understood?!")
Hannibal cringed, worrying that the authoritative alpha claiming the boy had a
'master' AND threatening him could trigger Will's emotions again. The phone
crackled and he heard a snarl from the omega before he spoke into the receiver.
("Hannibal?")
"William, I'm glad you're okay, you've frightened me, to disappear like that.
What have you been up to?"
("I went back home to get something...the bastards as usual think omega's
shouldn't be out without an alpha..")
"Well, you are allowed dear- they just know you aren't mated by your scent.
Until then, you're considered rogue property. I'm glad the purchase was on
their books so they didn't throw you back into selling circulation...would it
upset you if I came to get you, Will?"
The line was silent for a moment, ("...that's fine...I'll be here, obviously.
In a cage. Pissed off.")
Hannibal smirked and chuckled, "Hand the phone back to the rude officer then
dear, I'll be there soon."
---
Hannibal entered the station, dressed in a black-on-black suit, the dark
ensemble somehow making the alpha seem even more intimidating than ever as his
golden hair dusted over his stern brow. Will practically gawked from inside the
jail cell, Hannibal's presence instantly filling the building with a lingering
power. He hadn't been in public around other alphas with the man since his
purchase, he hadn't realized how different his demeanor was. Frightening and
beyond what could be defined as handsome.
He watched as Hannibal stepped over to the front desk, the alpha winking at him
before turning his attention to the officer seated at a computer. "Hannibal
Lecter for omega William Graham, please." The lower alpha in the chair seemed
to shrink and tense at the aura Hannibal emanated, nodding quickly as he
fumbled for the cell's keys.
Will held the iron bars and chewed his lip nervously, wondering if he was in
for a scolding for the attack. The man in the study seemed so domestic compared
to the sharp one displayed in front of him now. In this air Will never would
have dared shout at the alpha, if anything he felt the need to grovel when he
approached the cell and stared at him- his expression adoring but firm at the
same time.
The officer unlocked it and gestured for Will to exit, watching curiously as
the omega raised his chin at him, almost smug and telling his curtained hatred
toward the captor. "Many thanks, officer. I'll try to keep a better eye on the
boy. Is there anything I need to sign before we leave?" Hannibal raised a brow
as he placed his hand on Will's lower back, the plaid shirt wrinkling under his
touch. "N-no sir, you're good to go."
Hannibal nodded and lead Will out of the building, the few officers all
standing frozen in place as they watched them leave.
"...he...hasn't mated his omega yet? With THAT amount of power?" One muttered
to another, the other squinting as he glanced at him. "Did something smell off
about the omega to you? In the woods, I mean...when he attacked Jones and
Yates?"
"Yeah, I thought it was just my nose outta whack cause the burnt wood pile...I
was kinda fucking actually worried the thing was about to kill them."
---
Will sat silently in the passenger seat of Hannibal's Bentley as they drove in
the ending daylight. The omega seemed to be focusing his hand over his pant
pocket throughout the ride, his fingers nervously ghosting over the sagging
jeans.
"What have you got in there, dear?"
Will snapped his eyes up and flushed a caught rose red, looking back down as he
shrugged. "Some stuff I found in my huts remains...it's just some medicine that
didn't burn cause I had it hidden in a metal box."
Hannibal glanced at him and wondered, "...medicine, child?"
"It's nothing, just suppressants. I can tell you're afraid of me when we're
alone...I'd rather not hurt you again...I don't know what's wrong with me but-
I've hurt people before. Now I'm sure it's me...but I don't know how else to
stop it from happening. I'm sorry I hurt you, Hannibal...I hope you're not mad
at me." Will seemed distant as he spoke, his eyes studying the passing trees
and fields as Hannibal got them back home.
"You seem comfortable talking about it now- can I ask why?" Hannibal turned
onto a long winding road that almost seemed like a one-way, the gravel becoming
slightly rougher as he followed it to his secluded property. Will sighed as he
remembered the horrible walk he had endured in order to find his way to the
woods containing his destroyed hut, wondering if Hannibal had realized how long
he had actually been knocked out from the attack in his study.
"I guess it's kind of pointless to keep ignoring it...I'm not sure how or why
it happens...I killed three alpha's the first time it happened. They attacked
me, dragged me into an alley. Next thing I knew they were on the ground. Their
faces were covered in blood. It was dark so, I just ran. I was 14. My father
didn't explain it, just spent his time comforting me and treating me to make
sure I hadn't been bonded in the attack. Next time it happened was in the
woods, two followed my scent when I was walking Winston. I was 15. They're
buried under the ashes of my home. Mother and father did that to protect
me...that's why I chose the spot to build my home. Then at 18 I killed 5. They
had forced me away from my father. He tried so hard for as long as he could to
shelter and hide me, but at 18 they threatened him, threatened to find my
mother and kill her if he didn't give me up for circulation. She went into
hiding, and I panicked when they cornered me in the hotel I was set to be sold
in. They all died in that room. I fled. Then at 19 was caught again, hiding in
my hut I had built with the survival skills my father taught me...and here I am
now. Property of a high class alpha despite me and my parents efforts to avoid
it."
Hannibal frowned, sighing low as he pulled up the driveway and parked. He
turned and ran his hand through the omega's curls, studying the blank
expression he held. "I'm sorry to hear such awful things...it truly isn't a
fair world we live in. Come in, and I'll try my best to explain to you why
you're so special, and what I know about your defensive ability. I've been
exploring your bloodline, thought there's very little to go off of. Maybe it'll
help ease your mind and emotions...hm?"
Will looked at him, chewing his lip before he finally nodded and climbed out of
the car.
"Breakfast for dinner?" Hannibal asked as they walked up to the front door of
the large looming home.
Will smiled and scoffed, "I'm starving...please."
When Hannibal chuckled, Will flinched a bit as the alpha unlocked door, the
sound of a steel lock snapping reminding him of the hated encounters with
cages- too many times being captured and bound. He thought of his father and
where he could be, as well as his mother. He wondered if Hannibal would ever be
comfortable letting him see them again without endangering their lives. He knew
if authorities caught him reuniting with them it would become too easy to throw
them in jail for refusing to give the omega boy up in the first place.
Resistance wasn't lightly handled when it came to the processing of omega's
coming of age.
Maybe one day. Maybe not.
Deciding whether or not it was worth the risk was the hardest thing Will
battled in his mind now.
---
***** h e a t & a d r e n a l i n e *****
Chapter Summary
     Hannibal fell asleep in the bathroom, his back against the door as
     his bare feet touched the bottom of the double sink counter with his
     arms crossed over his stomach. He woke when he heard Winston barking
     and howling somewhere in the large home. He grunted and stood,
     rubbing his face as he turned and opened the door to step out to the
     hall.
Chapter Notes
     ._.
     yeah I just...I need to go to sleep.
     God- dammit. I had to, okay? Matthew is my sweet hawk child.
     Even if I write him as an asshole.
 
[will] [matthew] [hannibal]
 

Will scarfed down the breakfast scramble Hannibal had cooked for dinner,
holding the bowl close to his face as he shoveled the eggs, sausage, and
chopped vegetables into his mouth. Hannibal hid a small grin, for some reason
adoring the messy omega's way of eating. Will muffled a mouth-filled grunt and
swallowed hard, sighing in satisfaction since he hadn't eaten in almost two
days now. He was used to going at least three or four without proper food when
he had to hunt or steal for himself, but since living with Hannibal he was
growing accustomed to regular meals hundreds of times more extravagant compared
to the dead rabbit meat he took his time cooking over a fire pit in the woods.
"Good?" Hannibal asked with a gentle smile, taking the empty dish from the boy
and handing him a glass of orange juice.
Will nodded and licked his lips before drinking half the beverage, watching as
Hannibal rinsed and sat the bowl in the sink for later washing. Will randomly
continued the conversation that had ended before the meal after he finished the
drink. "So...how many are out there like me...?"
Hannibal rounded the breakfast counter and took Will's hand, helping him off
the tall stool and leading him to the living room.
"As far as I know, there's maybe four others but I don't know from where or if
they're even alive. Other than you, I can't find any sign or document
mentioning other discoveries. Chances are they were taught and told how to
manage the ability, to hide it and control it in order to remain undetected.
Which brings me to think your parents are either not your real parents, or they
didn't understand it like yourself- seeing as the skill can skip generations
through the rare bloodline."
Will snatched his hand from Hannibal's before he was seated on the couch,
glaring at the alpha for a short moment. Hannibal stilled and raised his brows,
wondering if he had just made a mistake talking too far into his opinions.
"Daddy and Momare my parents. I'm not an orphan, I was born from them- they're
mine."
Hannibal instantly resorted to the defense, making sure not to upset him
further. "Of course, sorry darling, I was speaking generally when it came to
the rare omega children submitted into hiding. Can I ask what exactly you think
the suppressants do to help your ability?"
Will sighed and pulled his legs up onto the couch, hugging his knees as he
flipped channels on the mounted television screen above a weak fire slowly
growing beneath the bricks under it. "I don't know. I just don't want to go
into heat and attract unwanted attention, to end up killing more people when
they think I'm desperate for relief. I just want to fade into the background
and live my life. Suppressants do little, but it's something, y'know?"
Hannibal nodded once and sat beside the boy, watching him curiously when he
perked up and smiled at the screen. He turned to look at what caught Will's
interest, scrunching his brows with a short smile. A channel showed a room's
walls were painted like the sky, the carpet decorated like a football field- a
pack of at least 12 puppies ran around fighting over a tennis ball and knocking
over little tin bowls of water. Will giggled and turned the volume up, grinning
as Winston jumped up onto the couch with them and whined at the sound of pups
barking and snarling from the speakers.
"What in the world is this- it's amazing!" Will asked with a bright wide smile,
glancing at Hannibal for an answer as he chuckled when Winston snuck a quick
lick to his jaw. "I believe this is what they call a 'puppy bowl'...they play
it during the Superbowl, football." Hannibal answered, grunting shortly when
the dog twisted to try and lick his face as well with question of where the
sounds of puppies were coming from.
"You're joking! That's so neat!"
Hannibal rolled his eyes slightly and pet Winston's soft fur, wondering how the
hell the omega could go from such a serious conversation to practically
squealing over puppies pushing a tennis ball around a small synthetic grass
field on TV.
---
A few more days passed since Hannibal pulled Will from the jail cell, the two
as usual simply cuddling and kissing each other before drifting to sleep. One
night, Will forgot to take his suppressants- his comfort in the home clouding
his routine. The skipped dosage was poorly timed, mixing into a sudden heat he
hadn't remembered coming on since he stopped looking at his handmade calendar.
Hannibal woke almost startled at the sudden scent, like a candle being held too
close to his face in the dark bedroom. He fumbled away from holding the
slumbering omega, his eyes wide as he recognized the brand new air sweetened
and hot weighing around the space. Will whimpered and sighed in his sleep,
curled with his back to Hannibal as he pulled the silk red sheet up over his
shoulder.
He didn't know the slightest hint as to how and handle the situation, too
worried that if he even thought of acting to relieve the boy's frustrated heat
dream it could turn sour quicker than he could defensively react. Hannibal
almost climbed out of bed, stopping when Will muttered his name.
No. Nope. Don't. He's asleep. If he were to wake in the middle of anything he
could lose his eardrums. Even the glassware and windows. He sighed and
continued out of bed, shutting himself in the bathroom to take a shower in
order to avoid smelling or hearing the omega's unconscious needs.
---
Hannibal fell asleep in the bathroom, his back against the door as his bare
feet touched the bottom of the double sink counter with his arms crossed over
his stomach. He woke when he heard Winston barking and howling somewhere in the
large home. He grunted and stood, rubbing his face as he turned and opened the
door to step out to the hall.
"William...?" He rubbed his eyes for a second and sighed, slightly concerned
over the strange absence of Will's strong scent. He followed Winston down the
stairs when he bound around and whined, hurrying to lead the alpha to a cut
open window panel beside the back patio door. Hannibal's eyes widened, smelling
a stranger's heat on the dwindling breeze blowing through the opening. He
looked down and saw what Winston pawed at, a small bit of Will's honey scented
blood stained faintly in the wood floor under the window.
He twitched a furious scowl, recognizing the stranger's smell as someone he had
encountered without greeting in the police station days ago. He cursed himself
and without control- smashed the patio door open with a violent kick. Wood and
glass splintered and shattered as he stepped out and smelled the air to catch
the alpha and omega's scent, snarling as he found it and returned to rush
through the house. He quickly dressed in a simple black t shirt and dark jeans
before he locked Winston in a guest bedroom, climbing in his car with all the
windows rolled down to follow the trail.
---
Hannibal slammed on the breaks, the tires screeching to a burning halt as he
controlled the steering to stop at a tall thin three story apartment nestled
between many others. The scent stopped there, but something was stronger than
he has expected. Not Will's dangerous defense, but someone's almost as intense
as his own. A high alpha like himself.
---
Will laid limp, unconscious and curled up in the pale pink boxers and a white
tee, settled in the center of a queen sized antique bed with white rails and
floral sheets. The abductor stepped over, touching Will's shoulder before
ghosting his knuckles over the pale flushed omega's cheek to wake him from his
hazy drugged state.
Will cracked an eye open and groaned softly, a small whine breaking from his
throat as he fought the spinning vision blurring to clear and see the ivory
painted wall across from him. "..mm..wha..."
The man smiled and raked his fingers through the mess of chocolate soft curls,
humming a satisfied response as he did.
"Hi there, gorgeous....my name's Matthew."
---
Hannibal quietly shut the car door and approached the apartment, eyeing the
fence back behind the small alley between it and the next building, deciding to
make his way back in that direction. He skillfully broke the lock on the gate
open and stepped through, treading carefully through the short backyard to the
back door. A sense of smug relief when the door was left unlocked, easily
turned open as he stepped into the messy kitchen area.
He furrowed his brow, stopping in the hallway beside the basement door when he
caught the two's scents again. He listened.
("You're gonna get me out of so much fucking debt it's not even funny, kid.
Those idiots at the station just thought you were some punk trying to act
tough- but I saw it in you. I could smell it on you. They're weak. Pathetic
fools terrified of anyone smarter or stronger than them. Wielding power comes
with judgement though. I always hid mine- the way you try and hide yours. That
Lecter alpha doesn't, though. He craves the attention. The credit. He's
selfish. You don't need that. You need to be treated like the gem you are. Used
for riches and profit, but handled like a prize.")
Matthew paused before continuing. ("...unless that's exactly what the man is
doing without your knowledge...hm?")
Will groaned, whining as he strained to turn and look at the alpha against the
strong drugs coursing through his veins.
("I know. I know. It's not a fun thought, is it? He seems so caring, but by
God- to acquire a rare thing like you, who wouldn't take secret advantage of
the opportunity?") Matt grinned and bit his lip, watching the omega complain
quietly in the bed.
Hannibal snarled and prepared to break the door down, his fury ready and heated
in his chest to tear the abductor apart.
---
Will tried to move, his limbs numbed like muffled static, he barely achieved
turning, only able to raise his heavy eyelids when he heard a faint crash. He
licked his dry lips, failing to fight the dehydrating drugs, he watched and
could smell Hannibal's presence. His blurry figure stood at the bottom of the
stairs, Matthew's body closer and clearer turned with his back to him as he
seemed to present a challenge.
---
Hannibal smirked and stared threateningly at the other high alpha, Matthew
returning the same expression as they both wondered who'd attack first. Matthew
chuckled and rubbed his face for a second, the calm gesture a breif distraction
before he launched and threw his shoulder into Hannibal's chest. Hannibal
grunted and smashed into the wall- cement cracking and crumbling from the
impact of his hard broad back protecting him from being crushed.
Matt hadn't fully expected the level of defense the other high alpha had in his
muscles, stifling a short shout when he was lifted and thrown across the
basement to the other side- crashing into and destroying a white wood dresser.
Will tried his best to move, crawling and clawing slowly at the bed sheets to
make his way off the mattress as his vision spun- he flinched and whined when
the wood from the dresser shattered and scattered around him. He turned to look
over his shoulder, only seeing the blurred figure of Matthew groaning and
straining to stand after the violent attack.
"Hah- god DAMN! That's what I'm talkin' bout, bring it old man!" Matthew wiped
the stream of blood from his jaw and grinned at Hannibal, the other high alpha
snarled and gestured for the off-duty officer to test him. Matt took the offer
instantly, spitting the thick blood to the side as he clenched his fists and
raised them ready for a brawl.
When the two alpha's launched toward one another, they both skidded to a halt,
freezing as they dropped to their knees and covered their ears barely two feet
from each other. Will screamed as loud as he could through the drugged state,
gripping the sheets with his face half buried in the blankets.
Matt shouted through the pain, pressing his forehead to the basement floor as
he clenched his bleeding ears, Hannibal doing the same with the top of his head
touching Matthew's black short hair. When Will finally stopped the harsh cry,
they both remained on the ground panting and wheezing from the attack.
"What- the FUCK!?!" Matthew yelled, his own voice muffled to himself as he laid
half paralyzed on the ground in shock.
Hannibal laughed through his pain and adrenaline, chuckling as he wiped the
blood from his upper lip and sighed.
"He does that every now and then."
---
***** b l u e b e r r i e s & c o p p e r *****
Chapter Summary
     "So you're clearly a high alpha, seeing as you only suffered mild
     injuries from young Will's defense. How have you managed to hide your
     stature from you're fellow officers, might I ask?"
     "Tell me why you haven't mated the sweet thing and I'll tell you. Tit
     for tat, hm?"
     Hannibal smirked, "Quid pro quo...fair enough."
Chapter Notes
     I was *this* close to making Matthew the worst guy in the world,
     but- my heart couldn't do it lol
     Anyway, who's ready for some smut? Let's throw some smut in here
     somewhere,
     I can't keep acting like it aint gonna happen, maybe next chapter ~
     *flies away*
 [matthew] [hannibal] [Will] 
 
 
 
Matthew groaned as he woke, his limbs bound and mouth gagged. He struggled
hazily when he realized he was in the trunk of a vehicle, rolling to the side
as it came to a halt. He heard Hannibal speaking outside, his voice muffled
through the felt and plastic steel.
He snarled against the gag when the trunk was lifted open, glaring up at the
other alpha. "Hope you enjoyed the ride, Mr. Brown."
---
Will sat quietly in the reading chair beside the fireplace, hugging his knees
as he watched Hannibal remove Matthew's gag. The black haired alpha sighed when
he did, seated in the center of Hannibal's red velvet couch with his hands and
ankles still bound with thick ropes. The fire crackled lightly against the
short silence between the three of them, Hannibal spoke first as he ran his
thumb across the wet gag cloth in his hand.
"So you're clearly a high alpha, seeing as you only suffered mild injuries from
young Will's defense. How have you managed to hide your stature from you're
fellow officers, might I ask?" Hannibal sniffed the cloth now, lightly inhaling
blueberries and copper. Matthew scoffed and turned his eyes from Hannibal to
the small omega in the chair behind him.
"Tell me why you haven't mated the sweet thing and I'll tell you. Tit for tat,
hm?"
Hannibal smirked, hiding a growl that vibrated up his chest. "Quid pro
quo...fair enough. I'm not a vile beast like common alpha- I care for the boy."
Matthew scrunched his nose in a cringe and chuckled, "Bullshit, you're scared
of him. With those rare little pipes I'm sure he'd be a screamer in bed-
knotting him might be the last thing you do, huh? I get that. Glad I didn't do
anything to him, I mean I wanted to but I'm not really that type of guy."
Hannibal twitched a hard scowl, his anger heating enough to overwhelm the
fireplaces own emission. Will shivered when he felt the alphas rage somehow so
calmly and collectively building, hugging his knees tighter to his chest as he
observed the conversation.
"I believe it's your turn to answer my question, Matthew."
"Ah- how and why I hide my rank on the alpha latter, right. Well let's just say
I've done some not so good things, and I like to stay under the radar so I can
continue my little activities."
"And the how?"
"Simple, self control. Can't go around getting all heated and emotional- like
you. That and my personal concoctions I make, colognes and suppressants if you
will. That was a two-for by the way, so answer me this; where'd you find such a
treasure? I mean, I've heard about them but by god- I never thought I'd live to
see one. The second he was brought in the precinct I almost fainted he smelled
so sweet. Glowing like a soot covered ethereal being, more beautiful than any
omega I'd ever witnessed." Mathew bit his lip and grinned as he eyed Will,
noticing the boy blush and avert his attention to the fire.
Hannibal stepped in the line of sight, bringing Matt's eyes back up to him.
"He's been living in the woods. He was captured and sold to me after trying to
flee another event. What were you planing on doing with him, if not taking
advantage of him being un-mated, Mr. Brown?"
"Mm, I was going to sell him, being under the radar kinda means I'm living like
a typical alpha. Though you're house is giving me second thoughts, I could get
used to this." Matt smiled and glanced over his shoulder, shifting in the
uncomfortable ropes tying his hands behind his back.
Will frowned and stood from the chair, the fire shimmering on the silk boxers
as the white t-shirt fell wrinkled on his waist. Hannibal raised a brow and
watched the omega step over, barefooted padding on the carpet. Will reached out
and grabbed Matthews chin, the alpha suddenly frozen and his sarcastic demeanor
sunken to simple awe and confusion, staring up at the bright blue eyes looking
back down into his.
Hannibal eyed the strange action, a jealous burn searing through his veins as
Will's hand gently caressed up the side of Matthew's face. Matthew swallowed
and blinked a few times, stuck wordless when the omega leaned in close,
whispering shortly into the stunned alphas ear before pulling back and walking
out of the living room.
Matt shuddered when the strange spell broke with the omegas departure, looking
up at Hannibal almost dazed. Hannibal furrowed his brow and followed after the
boy, leaving Matthew to regain his composure on the couch.
"Can I ask what that was, William?" Hannibal asked, grabbing the omega's wrist
to stop him from pouring a glass of milk. Will glanced at him and shrugged,
pulling his wrist from the Hannibal's grip. "I just let him know who's really
in charge around here. Does that upset you?"
Hannibal couldn't help but crack a half smile, despite being insulted at the
insinuation- he supposed technically Will was right. Now that he understood his
emotions could trigger the defense, he could end both high alphas in a second-
if there was only a select amount of times they could luckily survive it as
they have so far.
"Clever boy.." Hannibal pulled Will close, kissing the omegas blushing cheek
before giving a quick pat to his rear. Will jumped at the sudden gesture,
gasping a small yelp- he swatted the alphas hand away. Hannibal chuckled and
let him return to making his snack.
Will finished making a pb&j and stepped outside to join Winston in the garden.
---
"So what do you think we should do now, Mr. Brown?"
Matthew cleared his throat and thought for a second. "Well, if I were in your
shoes as I often have, I'd murder me and have a little fun making art. But to
be honest I'd like if you didn't- at least not right now." Hannibal raised a
brow, "Not now, you say, and why's that?"
"Cause that sweet little omega whispering about ending my life into my ear gave
me a pretty fucking big hard on and that's like, a nightmare of mine- to die
with an un-tended to boner." Matt scoffed at the end of his admission, Hannibal
rolling his eyes at that.
"It'd do you best to cease speaking about my omega like that. I don't feel the
need to curtain my aggression when it comes to protecting him." Hannibal pulled
Matt forward, roughly as he pulled a blade out and cut the ropes from his
wrists. "Technically he's not yours still, so, I mean I'll give it a rest but I
gotta say it's tempting as hell and entertaining to tease you about." Matt
winced and rubbed his sore wrists, watching as Hannibal cut the ones from his
ankles now.
"From what you've hinted about, I'm assuming you have a knack for killing, is
that right, Matthew?" Hannibal straightened and stared at the other alpha, Matt
standing and stretching tall- his arms above his short jet black hair curled in
different combed directions.
"Mmm - hit the nail right on the head with that one, ol' man. I take it you're
interested in that fact since you've undone me?" Matt smirked and scratched the
back of his neck, eyeing the foreign alpha before him.
"Yes, but I'd like to make a proposal that I'm not sure William would like- so
I'd suggest you work with me and keep most of it between the two of us alone."
Hannibal looked though the kitchen, watching through the glass panels of the
patio door as Will tossed the crust of his sandwich for Winston to go fetch.
"I'm listening?" Matt raised a curious brow, putting his hands deep in his jean
pockets as he stepped over to the fireplace. "The boy doesn't know I have
similar activities as yours under my belt. I've refrained from indulging myself
since I brought him to my home. I'm wondering if you'd like to assist me in
relieving my urges without William finding out, in trade for sparing your
life."
Matthew laughed, looking over his shoulder to the man and back at the burning
wood. "Y'know, that actually sounds like a hell of a deal."
Hannibal waited patiently, imagining being able to tear into the flesh of vile
betas and alphas once again.
"I'll take it."
---
Will sat in the center of the flower field, watching the sun rise against the
pink bluing sky. He stroked Winston's fur as the pup laid lazily belly up,
panting happily at the early morning attention. When Winston flopped back over
he perked his ears up, Will practically doing the same when the patio door
clicked open. 
"Hey- sorry I didn't mean to startle ya...uh, the old man sent me out here to
talk to you." Matt stepped out to sit in a wicker chair beside a table set.
Will scrunched his brows and climbed up, walking through the tall grass and
flowers to stop and sit back down on the red brick patio tiles. He rested his
arms on his knees, staring at the alpha in silence as Winston joined and laid
back to rest beside him.
Matt sighed and rubbed his face, sitting back with his legs spread before
picking at the wicker arm rest. "So, I gotta apologize for- you know.
Everything. I guess I couldn't resist, and to be honest I kinda hope you
forgive me..."
Will wiggled his nose and nodded after thinking on it for a moment. Matthew saw
his conflicted thoughts grinding behind his blue eyes, almost heart wrenching
to see him try not to seem upset- the sweet omega trained himself well to play
tough, though his innocence peeked through when it came to being treated as
property.
He sat forward to give the boy a crooked smile, reaching out to nudge his chin
up for eye contact. Will tensed a bit against the short touch, smelling the new
scent of copper and berries heating from Matt's wrist. "How bout I work at
gaining your forgiveness over time, meanwhile I'll give you some tips and
tricks on getting that grumpy fucker in there to give you some sweet tender
lovin?"
Will raised his brows, blushing at the suggestion. "Wha- what do you mean?"
Matthew chuckled and grinned,
"Obviously someone knows their way around gags. Why not put that to use in bed
if the thing he's scared of is your screaming? Hell, it might even be a kinky
experience for ya."
Will blushed harder and shied his eyes down. He hadn't thought of that before.
---
 
***** m i x i n g & m a t i n g *****
Chapter Summary
     As soon as Will's tantalizing spell broke with the distance, Hannibal
     threw the notepad across the counter and took off running upstairs to
     follow the finally consenting omega. His damned suit layers were
     hastily stripped and thrown for the first time carelessly to the
     floor as he hurried after Will.
Chapter Notes
     sssssssssssssssssssmut.
     *throws laptop in ocean*
[will] [hannibal]
 
 
A week passed since the two alpha's secret deal. Will used this time to
investigate the tip Matt had mentioned, unintentionally making himself nervous
to even bring it up to the high Alpha.
Hannibal checked his cell, seeing the text from Matthew that he had gathered "a
gift" for him to drop by soon for. He smirked and replied; ("How soon must it
be?")
("Take your time, it's not going anywhere.")
Will walked in from the back patio wearing a pair of dirty red shorts just
then, panting as Winston trotted in doing the same. "Hey- can you make Winston
some more snacks?" Will asked breathlessly, stepping over to Hannibal who
stared wide eyed at the boy and his dog- both covered in dirt and grass. His
eyes followed the barefoot and paw print trail behind them before looking back
to Will's pleading expression.
"I made a batch two days ago, how are you out already?" Hannibal dismissed the
mess, knowing that scolding the omega would go in one ear and out the other.
Will wiggled his nose and shrugged, "I've been throwing them in the field for
him to get some exercise. I may have had a few too, can you make more? Please?"
Hannibal rolled his eyes and sighed, nodding as he wrote a note for himself to
get the ingredients again. "If you're hungry you only have to check the fridge
or ask, William."
"I didn't admit to eating them for you to judge me, SIR. I'm gonna use the hose
to wash me and Winston off- sorry bout the mess!" Will leaned over and kissed
Hannibal's cheek quickly before rushing back outside with Winston following
right behind.
---
Hannibal got halfway through writing his grocery list on a notepad, leaning
over the counter as he did. He glanced over at the patio glass, back to his pad
then immediately back out at the backyard. Will's red shorts were dropped on
the brick foundation beside the table set, the boy standing nude just past the
patio rinsing the dirt and grass from his body.
He stared at the beautiful sight, the sun glowing sound him as the water
glimmered and poured down his skin. The dirt came off easy as he ran his hand
around his slim waist and stomach, leaning over to rub his knees clean as well.
Winston was damp, already rinsed by the by the omega, but circled curiously
around his owner as he lifted the hose over his shoulders to clean his back.
Hannibal cleared his throat when Will turned toward the backdoor, catching the
alpha practically drooling as he gazed at him. He looked down and tore the list
from his notepad, finding a magnet in a drawer to pin it to the refrigerator
door.
Will smiled and turned off the hose, dropping it before grabbing a towel from
the small shelf of garden supplies. He dried off his feet and most of the
moisture before entering the kitchen, Winston hurrying between his legs to rush
around the house with a new bound of energy since his bath.
"Hey..." Will grabbed Hannibal's hand, the alpha stilling from his random
chores meant to distract himself. "Hm?" Was all he could manage to respond,
staring into the bright smiling eyes, keeping the contact as he could see in
his peripheral that he wasn't covering himself with the towel anymore. The
omega stood on his tiptoes for a second to graze his lips on the lobe of
Hannibal's ear, whispering softly enough to send chills shooting down his
spine.
Hannibal's brows raised high, blinking in slight shock and entrancement as Will
straightened back and smiled sweetly before leaving him standing there.
As soon as Will's tantalizing spell broke with the distance, Hannibal threw the
notepad across the counter and took off running upstairs to follow the finally
consenting omega. His damned suit layers were hastily stripped and thrown for
the first time carelessly to the floor as he hurried after Will.
Will yelped, laughing as he was swept off his feet just at the top of the
stairs and carried so easily into the bedroom- the alpha kicking the door shut
unintentionally a little too hard as it splintered at the lock.
Wills eyes went from excitement to nervous realization as he looked over the
man's shoulder to see the damaged door- gasping when he was dropped to the
center of the master bedroom's king size bed. Hannibal was in just his black
boxers, looming over the nude sweet scented omega as he caged him with his arms
to press kisses down his cheek to his collar bone.
"H-Hannibal wait~ good god, I..I need to get something..." Will stammered,
suddenly intensely turned on by the eager demeanor that shattered the handsome
high alphas 'tailored suit' so quickly. He didn't realize just how badly the
man wanted to become intimate. He wondered what was different this time, since
before he hadn't made advances with the fear of triggering his deadly ability.
"I know pup, I saw you bought it online- hiding it under the mattress was silly
but convenient I suppose..." Hannibal smirked and climbed back off to pull the
ball gag from between the mattress and base. Will blushed bright red and
watched him drop his boxers in surprise, understanding now that the alpha knew
he had a hopeful solution but had still waited for Will to initiate the mating
first.
He also tried with everything in him to avert his eyes from the intimidating
size of Hannibal's thick hardened cock beyond ready to fuck.
"I..hope it's not weird...I just don't wanna hurt you." Will bit his lip as
Hannibal smiled and propped a pillow gently behind the omegas dried curls.
"Nothing you ever want could be weird darling. You're so beautiful...are you
sure you're ready?" Will could feel the blaring heat scented like smokey wood
emanating from the mans body, the powerful closeness setting off Will's
suddenly desperate craving for the mate.
He nodded, a shakey breath escaping his lungs when he realized he had
practically been holding it through his nerves. Hannibal licked his lips and
left the gag lying on the sheets beside them, kissing Will's forehead as he
reached down to ghost his fingers up the boy's stiff member. Will gasped at the
touch, staring at Hannibal's strong broad chest, he pulled his arms up to rest
them between both of their torsos so he could feel the soft silver and gold
chest hair against him.
"Wa-wait, the gag, Hanni-ah!" Will gasped again, cut short when the strong hand
slid down his shaft to press two fingers into his already slick soaked hole.
Hannibal smiled against his cheek, "We'll use that when I feel like we should,
sweet one~" He pulled his fingers back out, adoring the whimper it gave the
omega. He licked the wetness into his mouth, the taste drawing a heavy growl
from his throat.
Hannibal didn't expect Will to take the lead, watching as he suddenly turned
over on his stomach and lifted his rear just enough to present his perfect pale
ass to the alpha. Hannibal groaned at the animal like action, his cock
throbbing for attention. He parted the boy's cheeks, the sight of light pink
ring of muscle dripping slick down to the sheets between his spread knees.
"C-can you fit, alpha ?" Will asked sweetly, teasingly as he wiggled his hips a
bit to snap the mans lustful gaze back to attention. He blushed when the words
worked, a strong hand grabbing his hip almost hard enough to bruise as he felt
the tip of Hannibal's sizable cock head press against his small hole. A growl
seemed to purr heavily in the alpha's throat continuously as he finally got to
experience the rare omegas tight vice resisting his entry.
Will gasped and shuddered a shocked high keened moan, hugging the pillow firm
as the head popped inside him. "K-keep going!" Will begged through his nervous
anticipating breathing, crying out with his face shoved into the pillow to
muffle it as Hannibal pushed in slowly- agonizingly.
The tiny hole stretched to accept the thick cock, drawing a euphoric groan from
the alpha that began steadily pumping into the omegas ass. "Oh-g-god! Hannibal,
I, I need you to go faster, please!?" Will shouted through his panting,
drooling on the cotton pillowcase he held so tight. Hannibal snarled and used
both hands to grip the boy's hips now, thrusting faster and harder now,
marveling at the transporting intensity Will's scent filled the room with.
Their heated lustful exhilaration mixed and damned the room for a desperately
desired finish- Hannibal trying his best not to just yet.
"Oh my god- I need the- I need the gag, Ha, Hanni~!"
"Not yet sweet one- not yet..." Hannibal huffed as he began fucking the omega
harder, panting heavily as he drew higher and higher cries and whimpers from
the thing.
Will felt himself spilling steadily in a nonstop stream, come pooling on the
sheets as he was rutted into so feverently and rough. He gasped sharp, his hand
blindly searching for the gag a little too late. Hannibal reached out and
grabbed it quick, wrapping it hastily around the boy's jaw and covering his
hand over the gag he accepted into his mouth.
When Hannibal's knot began to swell, coming enough to overfill the boy- Will
screamed against the gag, Hannibal's large strong hand helping to contain the
muffled cry from the omega.
Hannibal shuddered an elated groan as he came, leaning over to cage the young
man again. He sunk his teeth into the muscle between Will's jaw and shoulder,
drawing blood and higher muffled howls from his official mate.
Will gasped in the heavy lust weighed air when Hannibal let his mouth go,
pulling the gag off and tossing it as they both panted and remained in place.
His shoulders trembled as he laid his chest on the pillow he hugged, Hannibal
trying to steady his breathing as they waited for his knot to go down.
"You're so immensely beautiful, William...dieve mano~"
When they finally pulled apart, resting as Hannibal held him in his arms, Will
sat up a bit to examine the alphas face. "...you're not bleeding anywhere..."
Hannibal hummed a short response, smiling as he touched his knuckles to Wills
cheek. "You risked it for a bit there...jackass." Will said with a small wiggle
from his nose. Hannibal chuckled at that. "I know. I don't think your emotions
act the way we thought when it comes to actually enjoying yourself....I think
you're panicked cry is what killed those alphas. You weren't panicked with
me...you consented. Initiated. I think that's a good thing."
Will blinked, understanding his reasoning now. "S..so..." He lightly touched
the bite in his muscle, wincing a bit as he did. Hannibal worried his eyes at
it and frowned, "Did I make a mistake...?"
"Wha? Oh! N..no, I mean...I didn't expect it but...I also didn't know what it
would be like. I'm...I'm actually glad."
Hannibal smiled and pulled him down to kiss. "I'm relieved. I was afraid I
acted out of line in the heat of the moment."
"Well...I'm just letting you know...if I'm going to be yours, you're going to
be mine. Next time, don't be surprised when I bite you." This brought a curious
grin to Hannibal's face now, chuckling at the young feisty omegas warning.
"Only you, darling."
---
***** s p i c e s & s p r i n g *****
Chapter Summary
     "Mr. Brown- I'm holding more weapons than you should be comfortable
     with right now."
Chapter Notes
     I'm so sorry for such a short chapter, multitasking is a biznatch and
     I knew the smut chapter was short so I felt the need to add to what
     should have been part of it *sweats*
[matt] [spring] [hannibal]
 
 
 
Will slept soundly when the day came to an end, Winston curled up at the foot
of the bed between his covered ankles.
Hannibal had told him he had an emergency with a client, and to get his rest
while he handled his work for the night. Will wasn't too happy about it,
wishing to have his new mate's company after their eventful day.
---
"Jesus- took you long enough, hope you don't mind I started without ya a few
hours ago, I...." Matt paused and watched Hannibal set a duffel bag on the
kitchen counter, squinting as he stepped close and inhaled with his nose
touching the man's white sleeved shoulder. Hannibal leaned away and furrowed
his brow at the strange young alpha's action. "Excuse me?" He said, raising one
brow now as a snide grin spread across Matthew's face.
"You fucked him finally? Atta boy- did he use the gag or did you get bloodied
up, guy?"
"Good heaven's, I knew it had to be you who put that little idea in the child's
mind. I suppose I should thank you, but I wont since I don't believe he would
have harmed me." Hannibal pulled his latex gloves on and started to withdraw
various tool bags from the duffel, ignoring Matthew's bubbling excitement so
close in his personal space.
"Ha, lemme guess, you had the kid howling before you even put the thing on him
cause you're a gigantic risk taker? Nice. Wish I coulda been there-"
"Mr. Brown- I'm holding more weapons than you should be comfortable with right
now."
Matt swallowed and chuckled as he took a step back, "Understood. Congrats
anyway fucker, damn. Come on, he's down in the basement. Grab your shit. This
one I picked special for ya- prying on kid omega's. It was a fun 'arrest'."
Matt scoffed as he quoted 'arrest' with his fingers.
"Perfect." Hannibal smirked and followed the other alpha down the steps.
---
Hannibal licked the blood from his lips as he finished packaging the vile
massacred alpha's organs discreetly into his duffel. Matt stood a few feet away
leaned against the wall with his arms crossed as he stared wide eyed at the
routine, slightly put off by the brand new learned information that the high
alpha planned on devouring his kill. Matt's own arms and clothes were messed
with blood, appreciating that Hannibal allowed him to assist in dismembering
the trash.
"So...mind if I come over for breakfast?"
Hannibal chuckled and glanced at Matthew, "If you'd like."
---
Will woke to the smell of spiced meat and eggs flowing through the house into
the bedroom, Winston already long gone to stalk the kitchen for hopeful scraps.
"Mmph.." He strained to crawl out of bed, pulling on a pair of plaid pajama
bottoms before padding barefooted down the stairs.
"Good morning sleepy head!" Matt called out when he spotted Will peek around
the corner, having scented the other alpha's presence a few feet ago.
"G'morning...Hannibal?" Hannibal looked up from the skillet and smiled at the
shy confused shirtless omega, "Good morning William, hungry?" Will nodded once
and stepped in, sitting on the stool beside Matt at the breakfast bar.
Matt eyed the boy, shifting his gaze to the bite mark in his shoulder then down
to his fit slim waist pale and bare in the early morning sun that beamed
through the patio windows. Will looked at him for a short second before
blushing and looking back to Hannibal's busy hands. "Breakfast smells different
today...what're you making?"
"Same as you like, just using different seasonings to change up your palette,
hm?" Hannibal gave Will a gentle questioning smile, ignoring the shameful
sarcastic eye Matthew gave him across the bar.
"It smells great, yeah, I'll try it." Will paused and looked to Matt again,
"What're you doing here?"
Matt widened his eyes and threw a hand up dramatically over his chest, "No need
to sound like you obviously don't want me here, golly. I wanted to try the
man's cooking, is that a crime?" Hannibal hid a small glare he gave when the
alpha paused and chuckled, "I mean, besides-"
"Matthew was an officer at the scene of my clients emergency last night,
William. He assisted very helpfully to deescalate the domestic incident, so I
invited him for a meal. I hope you don't mind." Hannibal cut off Matt's
dangerous irony, Matt nodding and pointing at the other alpha in agreement.
Will looked between the two curiously and shrugged. "Okay...he's a good cook,
you'll like it. Me and Winston sure do."
Hannibal turned his back to them to gather bowls, rolling his eyes away as he
sighed. Wondering just how hard it might end up to share this 'secret' with the
exuberant young alpha around Will.
After Hannibal prepared the dishes for them, he ate his own breakfast scramble
sitting on the other side of Will at the bar.
Matthew was silent as he watched the young omega scarf down most of the meal in
a few large bites, Hannibal taking his time to appreciate the meat from his
kill the night before. He looked down at his bowl and slid his fork into the
'sausage', licking his lips before popping it quickly into his mouth. He waited
a second before he started chewing, personally recognizing the flavor from
having tasted the blood splattered across his face last night.
A shiver rattled down his spine from his jaw, swallowing the meat with a hard
gulp. Something in him clicked into place then- something dangerously chilling
and exciting. He took his time like Hannibal now, eating the rest of it with
appreciative sounds. Hannibal smiled two stools away when he heard the alpha
enjoying it, as well as Will sighing with a full belly so soon before them.
"Thank you Hanni- I'm gonna go feed Winston and let him out real quick." Will
pecked a sweet kiss to the man's cheek and glanced at Matthew before leading
Winston out the back door.
Matt smirked with a mouthful at Hannibal and winked, "DAMN good, Doc. Just,
KILLER."
Hannibal smirked back, shaking his head as he continued eating with him.
"Mind your teasing, Matthew. I don't want to have to make you dinner."
Matt almost choked on his food with a stifled laugh.
"You're fucking name though- seriously, I can't believe I'm on the force and I
didn't put two and two together."
Now Hannibal choked, swallowing his food before slurring at the young man in a
foreign language.
---
Hannibal and Matthew sat on the patio beneath the umbrella'd table set,
watching Will and Winston run around the field in the rain. Will dropped and
disappeared in the tall grass and flowers wearing just the pajama bottoms
several times to hide from the dog, jumping out and exciting the mutt before
running further towards the wood line and repeating the game.
"How do you manage two mangy mutts that like the rain?" Matt asked as he sipped
on a mid-day glass of whiskey, Hannibal drinking a white wine as he chuckled.
"They're basically brothers. It's a lovely connection to witness. Innocent.
Innocence is hard to come across these days, hm?"
Matt nodded and swirled the alcohol in his glass. "He have family you met yet?
How are they, are they like him? Y'know, rare and shit?"
Hannibal shook his head, "He has a mother and a father somewhere, separated to
protect themselves since they refused to sell the boy when he came of age. The
mother is under threat of punishment but is in hiding. From what William has
told me, they knew he was special particularly after he was first assaulted.
They had an idea since it was in their family blood history, likely a shielded
line hidden from public. I'm sure authorities would either decide to dispose of
the threatening species, torture and study them, or use them as a weapon like
tools in their hands. It's insinuation enough to validate being so careful."
Matthew raised a brow and shifted his eyes from the foreign alpha to the boy
running and dropping to roll around the field with Winston chasing after his
bare feet.
"Scary...he's too cute for that shit. I rip people's kidney's out to make
decorative Christmas ornaments and I'm kinda revolted at the thought of him
being poked and prodded like a lab rat."
Hannibal grunted a short sound response, taking a drink of his wine as he
watched Will play in the rain so happily with his companion, careless. Despite
being finally mated- he seemed free. Blissful.
"I plan of keeping him like this. Un-caged but safe, protected. I suppose since
you feel for him, you wouldn't mind helping me make sure he remains that way?
Given your authority and connections?" Hannibal looked sternly at the off-duty
alpha, patiently waiting for an answer.
Matt fluttered a few interested blinks, chewing his lip as he dipped his head
in agreement. "Sure thing ol' man. Kid's got us looking over him now, we'll
watch him like a couple of damned hawks guarding a...particularly dangerous
golden young egg."

They were quiet as they enjoyed the spring weather, watching the boy bounding
around like a hyper child with his pup in the rain that slowly grew from a
drizzle to a heavier downpour. The thick drops pattered audibly against the
large umbrella above them, the gray-blue sky darkening into shades of an
approaching storm. Hannibal broke the calming silence with a question,
"Christmas ornaments?"
 

"Inside the little glittery ball things with hooks- don't judge, man-eater. Get
that damn fool inside before he ends up sick."

---
***** b i t t e r & s w e e t *****
Chapter Summary
     Will hadn't responded to Matt, his focus on the game of werewolves
     and knights. No surprise who's side he was on. Matthew read the
     story-line captions dotting across the screen, shifting his eyes down
     when he saw Will's hand gently stroking the dog's fur as he read the
     game as well.
     He raised a brow and pulled his cell phone out to take a picture of
     the moment before sending it to Hannibal.
Chapter Notes
     This is just pure damn brownham puppy fluff because I'm rearing up
     for some violence,
     so ~ get it while it's here lmao
     (I hope people understand I have an undying love for Jonathan Tucker.
     I apologize if you don't like him but heck)
     <3
 
[will] [winter] [matthew] 
 
 
Matthew sat on the couch with his knees spread and arms draped across the back,
lounging lazily as he watched the boy sitting criss-crossed on the floor. He
had moved the coffee table for Will since the omega didn't seem to want to sit
on the couch with him to play his video game on the screen hanging above the
fireplace.
"...you're gonna kill your neck playing way down there, brat."
Will sighed, speaking with a bitter tone back to the alpha, "Don't you have
work to do or something? Since you're so broke you resort to selling people?"
Matt clicked his teeth and cringed guiltily, "Ok, touché. Promised the old man
I'm not doing that anymore in exchange for my life, I wonder what I gotta do to
get you on my side now." He watched Winston pad in and sniff at his ankles,
flicking his boot a bit to shoo the dog off. Winston snorted and retreated to
Wills side to rest.
Will hadn't responded to Matt, his focus on the game of werewolves and knights.
No surprise who's side he was on. Matthew read the story-line captions dotting
across the screen, shifting his eyes down when he saw Will's hand gently
stroking the dog's fur as he read the game as well.
He raised a brow and pulled his cell phone out to take a picture of the moment
before sending it to Hannibal who was at work.
---
Hannibal cleared his throat when his cell chimed in the middle of a clients
session, excusing himself as he reached over and silenced it. After hitting the
mute on it, the screen lit up to show a small thumbnail of his omega. Now the
meeting was going to be another hellish 40 minutes before he could see what the
alpha was up to.
When it finally was time to bid the client farewell, he closed the door and
finally got the chance to check his phone- texting Matthew back.
("Always on the floor. What's this about?")
He gathered his things and headed out the office, sitting in his car when Matt
replied.
("Just a visual aid in favor of my case. How's three mutts running around your
house sound? Will, Winston, and a forgive me buddy?")
Hannibal's eyes widened and he hurried to dial Matt's number.
"Matthew Brown that is not a matter for you to decide on, it's not a toy you're
offering to bribe the boy's affection with."
("You know you'd like having another mouth to feed in that big ol' mansion of
yours doc, don't be so stingy.")
"I do believe you became another mouth to feed this morning. Find another way
to impress him."
---
Matt crouched in the fenced play-pen, smiling at the hoard of puppies circling
and sniffing at his ankles as he pet them with one hand, the other holding his
cell to his ear.
"Yeah yeah, okay, whatever you say. Hey, can you do us a favor? Will wants you
to grab one of those cordless PlayStation remote chargers from that corner
store that's always open." Matt lied, stifling a chuckle as he picked a pup up
with the cell pressed between his cheek and shoulder.
("Of course- what's all that noise?")
"Will's watching a movie full blast- guess which one? Anyway, gotta go bye."
Matt smirked and scrunched his nose as the pup licked him.
"I'll take this one."
Surely he had bought himself enough time to beat Hannibal home since he was
betting on the man not knowing jack about Will's video games.
---
Matthew cracked the door open to peek inside, seeing that Will was no longer in
the living room or anywhere to be seen. He stepped in with the dog hidden in
his dark brown leather jacket, a big lump over his belly that wouldn't stop
wiggling around. "Shh, shut up dammit..." Matt hissed quietly when the pup
whined. He sat on the couch and let the thing poke it's head out of the zipper
over his chest, smirking when it wriggled up to lick at his chin. "Sorry this
is gonna be a little loud-" He warned before calling out for the omega.
"HEY WILLY, COME DOWN HERE FOR A MINUTE!" The dog sunk back down into the
jacket to avoid the booming shout, Matt apologizing and reaching in to scratch
it's small snout comfortingly.
After hearing a toilet flush, Will came down the stairs and into the living
room wearing his running shorts, shirtless and barefoot as he ran his hand
through his curls. "What? Is Hannibal home yet-" Will paused, seeing the grey
pit-bull puppy crawl out of Matthew's jacket and onto the couch. Will simply
gasped, and walked away covering his mouth. Matt laughed and sat forward, "Ha,
Will come backshe's looking for you!" The pup stood at the edge of the couch
standing her two front paws on the arm rest wondering where the boy had went.
Will returned with a flushed red face and tearful eyes as he reached out to
touch the pup's nose, "Are you serious?" He choked, picking her up and sitting
on the couch to hug her gently with loving strokes. Matthew smiled and
shrugged, "You like her?"
"She's perfect, how the hell did you get Hannibal to agree to another puppy, oh
my god~ what's her name!?"
"You can name her...so, you've asked him before?" Matt furrowed his brow,
disbelieving that the high alpha would deny the rare omega anything he could
ever ask for. Now he was slightly worried, if he told WILL 'no' then what the
hell was he going to do after saying 'no' to HIM?
"Yeah he always just says I'm the 'other dog'." Will grinned and teased his
finger above the pit pup, giggling when she nipped and pawed at him.
Matt cleared his throat- "Okay so new plan then, the old grump is gonna be home
soon, so, just tell him she's mine. But she's yours, kay?"
Will looked at him and thought for a second to understand what he meant,
"...you asked him and he said no, didn't he? Oh boy."
"Just- play with the damn dog and give her a name before he gets here brat!"
---
Hannibal entered, setting his brief case and things on the entry table before
looking in the plastic store bag to pull out what he had bought from the corner
store. He froze when he noticed Matt and Will staring at him from the couch.
"...is there something wrong?" He squinted, slightly put off by the two heads
of hair and pairs of eyes peeking over the back of the couch- practically
damning them as guilty.
"No," "Nope." They both responded at the same time, Matt's eyes widening with a
forced frown when the puppy hopped up between them to see the alpha as well.
Will looked at her and grinned sheepishly as he looked back at Hannibal's
straight stern expression. "Her name's Winter, she's Matthew's new puppy, not
mine!"
Hannibal dropped his shoulders and sighed, handing Will the packaged
PlayStation remote charger over the couch, eyeing the curious pup as she panted
and whined up at him. Will furrowed his brow and studied the purchase, "What'd
you get this for?"
Hannibal inhaled deep and glared widely at Matt now that he understood he was
sent on a pointless mission in order for the man to sneak the dog in the house.
"I guess I've been out-witted this time. You can have her William."
"YESSSSS~" Will leapt from the couch, snatching the pup into his arms before
running outside to introduce her to Winston.
---
"I promise I'll help him potty train her if that makes you feel any better,
grumpy ass." Matt offered with a snide smile, Hannibal dropping to the couch
cushion opposite him as he pulled his tie loose and sighed.
"Winston, William, and Winter...next comes Wilfred, Wilma, Winnepeg, Wannika~
then a fox or raccoon, possibly god forbid a bird that talks." The alpha's
complaint seemed exhausted, bored from the typical work day with clients
moaning about their difficult lives all day. 

Matt shrugged and blinked up at the ceiling before looking to Hannibal with
slight repulsion on his expression-
"Where the fuck have you met someone named Wannika?"
---
Matthew had gotten into the liquor that night, passing out on the couch,
Hannibal allowed him to stay the night since he swore to go home in the
morning- his shift at the precinct being the next night gave him enough time to
get home and get ready.
Winston and Winter slept cuddled by the dying fire in the fireplace, Hannibal
upstairs tucking Will under his arms as they fell asleep.
---
Matthew jolted awake when his cell phone went off, vibrating on his chest as he
cringed at the spinning headache that hit him immediately.
"Shit- fuck..." He answered the call, clearing his dehydrated throat. "Chief,
what's up?" He listened, his eyes widening as the hangover twisted into tense
reality. "...n-no, uh, I'm not at home, why, what's the situation?"
"Someone WHA- no, hey actually it's, it's cool, it's one of my buddies who has
a spare key, don't send anyone over, I'll go check it out to make sure myself.
Yeah, thanks for letting me know. Alright- night sir."
Matt leapt from the couch and pulled his jacket on, shushing the dogs before
they could whine as he bolted out the front door and closed it quietly.
---
Matthew huffed as he dragged the unconscious alpha across his backyard in the
dark night, licking the drizzling rain from his lips as he kicked the door open
and pulled the body into his kitchen.
"Fuckin- sneaky sweaty ass prick..gotta triple your dosage now since you wanna
fake sleep and shit. God dammit." He grunted as he shoved the man's limp body
down the stairs to the basement with his boot out of frustration. "Whoops. Hope
the doc is fine with some bruised meat."
He drugged the captive heavily and chained him up on the bed this time before
hurrying up and out of his house to knock on the neighbor's door.
The elderly woman opened the door carefully before smiling and greeting him.
"Oh- officer Brown, I'm so glad to see you, I was worried, there was a man
wandering around your backyard, he seemed drunk and I was too afraid to
confront him. I think he was going to break into your home~"
"No, it's fine Mrs. Caputo, it was just my friend watching the house for me
while I was out, he got bored and got drunk. Has a little drinking problem, but
he's fine, thank you for looking out for my place though, you're the biggest
sweetheart in the world. You look absolutely stunning tonight by the way, is
that a new nightgown?" Matt smirked as he gently lead the old woman back into
her house, rubbing her shoulder as she giggled and dismissed his usual silly
flirtations.
"You're a rascal, Mr. Brown- do me a favor and let me know if you plan on
having strangers I don't know watching your home from now on would you though?
I'm so close to you and I don't feel comfortable with drunkards stumbling about
in the middle of the night, I was frightened."
"Oh of course- let's get you back to bed beautiful, I promise I'll pick more
responsible people, hm? You need some tea or something to calm down? I make a
mean honey chamomile." She patted his cheek twice before squeezing his jaw
lightly, smiling as he stared endearingly back down at her. Her bright white
hair twisted loosely and neatly in a night-bun with silvering strands shining
in the dim bedroom light hung to the side by her pale face, crows feet
wrinkling up beside her eyes when she smiled at the young man.
"How did I end up with such a handsome young officer with manners for a
neighbor, the answer is beyond me. If it's no trouble I'd love a cup darling."
She pinched his cheek softly and sat on her bed, rolling her eyes when the
young alpha kissed her forehead. "World's best cup of tea coming right up."
---
Matthew stood in the woman's kitchen steeping the tea, looking around at the
soft lacy decorations and angelic figurines lined up around the shelving. He
reached his free hand out to touch the little wooden cross hanging from a
string on a cabinet door handle above the counter.
He turned the symbol around so the sculpted figure on it was facing away from
him.
"Everyone's a critic."
---
***** f i b s & t r i p s *****
Chapter Summary
     "Will, sometimes work requires me to tend to emergencies-"
     "If you lie to me I'll scream."
Chapter Notes
     *bobs head to Maroon 5*
      
     F*ck this one's kinda long.
     & yeah Neal as in 'died-with-bedelias-arm-down-his-throat' Neal.
     :d
 
[hannibal] [will] [matthew] 
 
 

Hannibal cracked an eye open when his cell buzzed on the bedside table around 4
am. He looked down to see the omega sleeping with his curly head on his bare
stomach, raking his fingers through the mess before reaching carefully over to
pick up the phone.
("Breakfast almost slipped my mind. I think you should come get some before it
spoils.")
He rechecked the time, wondering what in the world made the younger high alpha
think this was a necessary moment to inform him about a new catch. He replied,
("I'm sure it'll be fine. I'd like to rest for now.") He sat the phone back
down and kissed the top of Will's bedhead, inhaling before sighing against the
sweet honey and lavender.
He snarled deep in his chest when the phone chimed again.
("Okay, cool. Rude, but cool. Anyway, in other news I heard some rumors around
the streets about a nutcase claiming he survived some sort of crazy omega that
killed his group of friends a long time ago. It's ridiculous. He sounds like a
paranormal obsessed wacko.")
Hannibal sat up at that, glancing at Will as he carefully slid out of bed and
dressed before making his way out of the house.
---
"You don't take hints well, do you?" Matt muttered as he opened the back door
to let Hannibal in his three story apartment. Hannibal ignored the insult and
followed the other high alpha through the home to the basement door once again-
carrying his duffel of tools and supplies.
---
"Tell me exactly what he said again..."
Matt rubbed his jaw and sighed,"He said whatever I had planned to do to him he
could handle because he had 'survived' a demon omega. That this demon screamed
and killed his friends in an alley, filling their heads with blood in a matter
of seconds. Then I cut off the fucker's fingers to get him to tell me more but
he's weak as hell for a typical alpha- I think it's because he suffered some
distance of damage from Will's defense. He said he was keeping watch at the end
of the alley while his shit friends were attacking the kid. He started bleeding
and his legs stopped working but he crawled away before he ran- came back and
they were all dead. The kid had ran off. Asshole passed out before I could get
anymore from him."
"IF it was William..." Hannibal stepped over and eyed the unconscious bloodied
man chained to the bed, touching the pooling blood staining the sheets around
his finger-less hands. He smelled the blood and scrunched his nose, the scent
like citrus and lemons.
"Let's wake him up then, shall we?" He pulled his scalpel out after pulling his
gloves on, cutting the torso of the alpha's shirt open before sliding the blade
into the muscle of his shoulder. The man groaned and woke with a painful choke,
rolling his eyes open to fight the spinning room to see Hannibal looming over
him.
"Good morning. Sorry for the rude awakening. May I ask your name?"
The man furrowed his brow and hissed when he tried to move, unintentionally
pushing the scalpel deeper into his flesh. "N-Neal~"
"Neal, I'd like you to tell me what this 'demon' omega looked like if you can
recall. Being honest and straight with me will earn you lesser pain. I'm a man
of my word, I promise."
Matt watched, toying with a severed finger as he leaned his shoulder against
the wall.
"Ff--fuck...he...he was pale, like paper. Curly brown hair, blue or green eyes.
Young...." Neal struggled to keep his eyes open as he rocked his head to the
side and back, cringing when he realized he couldn't grab the sheets with his
missing fingers on both hands.
"Sounds like our boy..." Matthew mumbled, tossing the finger to the silver tray
beside him.
"That it does. Neal, tell me now, did you touch the young omega in this
attack?"
"N...no...I helped, d-drag him in the alley...that's it.."
"Sounds like touching to me, Hanners." Matt insisted with a quiet voice,
putting his hands in his pockets as he rounded the basement.
Hannibal nodded as Neal whimpered, the scalpel being pulled from his shoulder
before settled just under his jaw.
"I always keep my promises. It'll only take a few moments, like falling asleep.
Goodbye, Neal."
---

Hannibal sighed as he finished packing the organs and limbs with Matthew's
help- teaching the young high alpha how to seal them properly. "I'm learning so
much from you, next I'd like some cooking lessons. Like, he's basically a
bloody lemon, how do you cook that without everything tasting bitter as shit?"
He chuckled and shrugged as he stood upright to gather the rest of his things.
"Small portions, maybe part of a slow cooked roast. I'll put something
together. I'm sure you've got the clean up handled meanwhile?"
Matt nodded and waved a bloody hand at the man, grunting as he tore the sheets
from the bed. "Yeah yeah, get going, I'll play maid as usual, lemme know what's
up, I work around 8 pm but it'll probably take me until then to finish up this
shit."
"Good work with this, Matthew. I mean it." Hannibal squeezed his bicep gently
before giving him a courteous nod. Matt looked down at the hand that let go and
watched the older man leave with his duffel full of organs and useful limbs.
"Creep..." He muttered as he rubbed the spot on his arm Hannibal had touched,
forcing himself to frown as he fought a blush and crouched to pick up the
bloody chains beside the bed.
---
Hannibal startled when he stepped through the front door, Will standing with
his arms crossed as he glared at him.
"William-"
"Why do I keep having to wake up alone without warnings? It's not fun."
"Will, sometimes work requires me to tend to emergencies-"
"If you lie to me I'll scream."
Hannibal tensed at that, knowing the boy was exaggerating but for some reason
felt a hint of merit to the threat.
"I told a half truth then. I did meet a client, but not for an emergency.
Sometimes this client provides me with rare animal meats." Hannibal gestured at
the bag he carried, praying the omega wouldn't want to examine it. Will glanced
down at it before looking back at him and sighed. "Well...I think it'd be nice
if you at least told me before you just up and go. Also, tell this 'client'
it'd be a lot more convenient if it's not at 4 in the morning."
"Of course." He sighed in relief when the young man wiggled his nose, picking
up little Winter and walked away.
What a terrifying young sassy brat he was mated to.
---
A few days passed since Neal's death, the group going about their usual
routines of working, meeting, eating and lounging.
Will began to show signs of growing stir-crazy, finding mediocre things to try
and keep himself entertained. Hannibal had caught him in the study with a pile
of newspapers he had collected over time, tearing the pages into strips to
begin making a 'body cast' of himself. Another day the boy had discovered
Hannibal's paints had an intoxicating effect when inhaled without ventilation.
"...oh William, what in the world have you been into?" Hannibal stood from the
reading chair by the fireplace, Matthew choking on a hard laugh when Will
walked through wearing one of Hannibal's ties sloppily around his neck hanging
over his bare chest, a pair of his black slacks far too big sagging down his
slim hips along with his dress shoes also too big for his feet. The ring of
pink paint stained around his nose and cheeks told the boy's high condition
easily.
"The kid huffed paint! Haha! Shit, you don't have the non-toxic shit!? Lemme
get at some of that!" Matthew chuckled, hurrying up off the couch to follow
Hannibal into the kitchen after Will.
"William, have you been in my paints?" Hannibal furrowed his brow, reaching out
to touch the boy but stopping when he hunched away from his hand, hugging a
container of leftover pot-roast to his chest as if protecting treasure from a
thief. Hannibal couldn't help but smile a bit at the strange thing, "I'll take
it you found the pink paint particularly interesting seeing the mess on your
face."
Matthew laughed again and tried his own hand to take the food from the boy,
raising his brows when Will snarled at him. "It smelled like pink~ I want pink
food."
"That's brown, Willy. I'll warm it up for ya though, come on, just hand it
over, don't eat that shit cold." Matt reached out again and achieved taking it,
rolling his eyes as he stepped around Will to plate and warm it for him.
Hannibal closed the fridge door and sighed, "How long did you play with the
paint, Will dear..."
"I'm hungry, and I want food, and I want...I want to see my dad. Now I'm tired.
This is terrible. Good night." Will sunk down to the ground and curled up to
sleep on the kitchen floor, Hannibal hurrying to pick him up and carry him to
the couch. Matt stopped before heating the food, watching the poor thing
carried away. "...that didn't just fucking depress the shit out of me." He
muttered as he walked over to look over the back of the couch, eyeing the
blanket Hannibal pulled over the already passed out omega.
Hannibal took the over-sized shoes off the boy, setting them aside as he stared
at Will.
"...Matthew how do you feel about doing some research with me- then maybe
joining us for a road trip? Get him out and about, hm?"
Matt perked up and raised a brow, "Hell yeah, that sounds good to me. Research
on what?"

"On a man named Bill Graham."
---

Hannibal and Matt find out Will's father's location through hidden means, but
found it satisfyingly impossible to find his mother; seeing as she and the
father prefer her whereabouts to remain unknown. Hannibal reached out to his
father, informing him of his position as a high alpha and that he was Will's
mate, wishing to reunite them discreetly, however brief.
---
"We're going on a road trip. Matthew and I have taken leave from work, we'll be
riding in his SUV in order to have plenty of room for ourselves and luggage.
His dear neighbor Mrs. Caputo is excited to watch Winston and Winter while
we're gone, and I've already packed most of your things." Hannibal watched for
Wills reaction, the boy peeking up curiously in bed from under the comforter
with a mess of curls sticking out in stray directions.
"Road trip? Today? To where?"
"You said you had never seen the ocean before. Let's go see the ocean, hm? If
Matthew and I switch it should only take two days, one stop at a hotel if you'd
like to experience one that isn't trying to pawn you off for once. Unless you'd
like to fly there?"
Will gasped and climbed out of bed, "I like the idea of a road trip! I'm gonna
go shower and I'll be ready to go!" Hannibal chuckled as the omega hurried into
the bathroom.
He called Matthew to let him know the plan was a go.
---
Will sat in the backseat of Matthew's black Chevy Tahoe, playing curiously on
the new handheld game system Matthew had suggested Hannibal buy for him.
Matt drove as Hannibal sat in the passenger seat giving directions now and then
when they went off the highway.
"William are you hungry or need to relieve yourself while we're going through a
town?" Hannibal asked, twisting to look over his shoulder at the boy laying
flat stretched across all the seats. "Mmmm...yeah, I could pee, and I'd like
some chips."
"Pick again- I'm not vacuuming after your messy eatin' ass." Matt muttered,
Hannibal blinking with an agreeing nod. Will groaned loudly and paused his
game, "Aughhhh, okay slim jims or beef jerky or something? God."
---
Will climbed out and looked around as he followed Matthew inside, Hannibal
watching them from between the car and the gas pump to fill the tank.
Hannibal kept his eyes on the large wall sized windows of the station, studying
the people inside as Will came out the bathroom to trail up and down the
aisles. Matt stood at the counter and bought lotto tickets, glancing over his
shoulder to keep an eye on the wandering boy.
Will found the jerky, crouching down to pick a few different sticks. He stood
and gasped when he bumped into someone standing intrusively close. "S-sorry~"
"Not a problem beautiful...Jesus, you're a sweet one aren't you?" The alpha
dressed in a dress shirt and slacks smiled, reaching out to touch Will's thin
wrist. As soon as Will snatched his hand away, Matthew was between them, one
hand on the strangers shoulder and the other lifting his shirt to flash the
pistol nestled in his waistband.
"I don't think that's a fantastic idea bud."
The man rolled his eyes and studied Will for a quick second before walking
away.
"I don't need saving, I know how to kick a guy in the dick." Will grumbled,
picking up two sticks he had dropped.
"You also know how to do a lot scarier shit, I'd rather shoot a prick than have
you outed in a gas station, brat."
---
Hannibal sat in the drivers seat as he watched Matthew holding Will's hand
through the store, the young alpha still gripping the boy's hand while paying
for the snacks and cigarettes.
He unlocked the doors, raising a brow when Will climbed into the passenger
seat. Matt closed the door for him and got in the back now, laying out the same
way Will had been before.
"You think you can read directions when I ask for them, darling?" Hannibal
asked, handing the map to Will.
"Mm yeah, just go towards the blue right? That's water?" Will unfolded the
paper and twisted it around a few times to establish what right side up was.
Hannibal blinked a few times and looked over his shoulder to see Matthew
grinning with closed eyes, hands behind his head.
"I'll read ahead and if I need assistance I'll ask you to throw something heavy
at Mr. Brown so he can help."
Matt frowned now- "Rude. But okay. Bring it. Just no nut shots."
Will giggled and peeked over the seat to look at Matthew, the man winking at
him before closing his eyes again.
---
After an hour of Will scanning through radio stations, excitedly discovering
new songs and music he had never heard before, Hannibal felt like he could
practically burst a vein in his neck listening to the pop tunes. Luckily the
way his omega danced so happily in his seat to the techno and trendy beats was
adorable enough to make it tolerable- smirking as he gave random glances to
witness his shimmying shoulders and wriggling hips. He was more than
entertained to learn that Matthew's air conditioning wasn't working properly,
the windows all down and the omega stripped of his t shirt to wearing just his
jeans and socks. His tennis shoes were shoved deep under the dash board.
The wind breezed through the window, blowing the young chocolate curls into a
wild frenzy as he grinned a wide bright excited smile. He tried to sing the
chorus of random songs he attempted to quickly put together despite never
hearing them before, blushing when he messed up the lyrics and biting into
jerky to make up for the lost part.
"Dieve mano...I love you." Hannibal said quietly with an endearing smile as he
turned his eyes back to the road.
Will suddenly reached out and turned the volume down, shifting his eyes from
the radio to Hannibal as the man furrowed his brow and looked at him in
confusion. "...what'd you say?" Will muttered, his eyes wide.
Hannibal was surprised the young omega had heard him under the loud music,
glancing at him with slight nerves building in his veins.
"I love you, William."
Will gawked for a minute, blinking a few times before he leapt halfway over the
center console to grab the alpha's face, pressing a hard kiss to his lips. The
car swerved halfway into another lane, cars wailing on their horns and tires
screeching as Hannibal hurried to correct it when Will let him go. "JESUS
FUCKING CHRIST~!!" Matthew had jolted awake and threw his arms up against the
seats to keep from being thrown around in the back, his heart stuck halfway
down to his stomach as he panted in short panic.
"I love you too Hannibal!" Will said tearfully with a big grin, Hannibal
huffing as he laughed shortly, clearing his throat from the mini heart attack
he suffered as well.
"I DON'T CARE IF YOU LOVE THE GOD DAMNED TOOTH FAIRY FOR CHRISTS SAKE YOU
FUCKERS, CAN YOU NOT TRY AND KILL US IN THE PROCESS OF~ YOU KNOW WHAT, NO, I'M
DRIVING MY CAR, FUCKING PULL OVER YOU MORONS!"
---
 
***** s n a c k s & s t r a n g e r s *****
Chapter Summary
     "Where the hell did you get the money for all this crap and why did
     you get so much?" Matthew's question was half answered when Will
     tossed Hannibal's wallet to the dresser above him, snickering as he
     sat the donuts down to start working on the over-sized oatmeal
     cookie. "There was a guy at one of the machines and his candy got
     stuck, then everything started getting stuck, then I ended up buying
     a ton, I gave him what I didn't want."
Chapter Notes
     fr' fucks sake did you not see this coming ?
     Sorry if this acts as a spoiler but just...hide your eyes through
     most of ch.11 if you aren't ready for some HanniBrownHam smutttt. I
     feel like a hamper of dirty clothes when I do these things *flails
     arms and closes lid*
 [matthew] [Will] [the guy]
 

Hannibal sat in the backseat with Will, his back against the door and one leg
propped up pressed against the leather to allow his omega to nestle his bare
back against his stomach.
Will hummed appreciatively as the alpha combed his hair after having been
messed by the wind. "You ever think of cutting your curls shorter, William?"
Will sat forward a bit to give Hannibal a look, Matt snapping his head around
as well with an almost terrified expression appalled at the suggestion.
"No," Will started, "Hell no!" Matt added, Hannibal rolling his eyes at the
backlash.
"I thought you liked my curls..."
"Of course I do love, I only meant to suggest a trim to make it easier to
wrestle these knots." Hannibal returned to combing Wills hair after forcing him
to rest against him again.
"I like you taking care of my hair, it's your job." Hannibal chuckled and
kissed the top of the boy's head, "You're right."
---
Matthew put the Tahoe in park, stepping out quickly to open the backdoor with
an opened umbrella in one hand. "You got him?" He asked, shifting back a bit to
keep the umbrella over Hannibal as he got out and pulled the sleeping omega
across the seat. "Yes, thank you Mr. Brown-" Hannibal cradled the boy, staying
under the umbrella Matt held while the young alpha fumbled with the key card to
the hotel room.
---
The room had two beds on opposite ends of the dim lit space. A small
kitchenette and coffee table beside a dresser with a medium sized flat screen
hooked up on top of it. Two bedside tables sat side by side with a decent few
feet between them and the queen sized beds, separate lamps with low glowing
bulbs turned on casting simple shadows around the furnishings.
Hannibal sat the omega in the center of one bed, taking his jacket off and
hanging it by the door before removing his shoes.
Matt shook the umbrella and sat it by the door beneath the jacket and stepped
back out to bring in their bags.
"Tell me why you chose this simple looking stop rather than a luxurious one
with that loaded wallet of yours?" Matt asked while unpacking a few
necessities.
"Id rather not make it obvious to anyone our travel plans, if anyone happens to
be still looking after the boy's whereabouts."
"Ah, gotcha. So I guess I'll take a bed with Willy and you get the other, eh?
Kids vs Adults bed?" Matt sneered as he pulled out his change of bed clothes.
"Aren't you in your 30's Mr. brown?" Hannibal scowled at the joke, taking
Will's socks off carefully as the boy snored lightly in his sleep.
"I prefer the term late 20's, I'm 27, either way I'm a child at heart still.
C'mon, I promise it'll be naught but cuddles."
Hannibal sighed.
---
Matthew came out of the bathroom after showering the muggy rain from his hair,
drying the short black mess wearing just a pair of grey cloth boxers.
He paused when he pulled the towel from his face, seeing Hannibal already in
bed under the blankets with Will cuddled loosely in his arms. "Blegh, gross.."
---
A few hours into the night Matt snorted awake, splayed out on under only the
comforter as he tried to go back to sleep while it was hanging dizzy at the
edge of his mind. He cracked an eye open against the dark when he heard the
unmistakable sound from across the room, unaware it was what had woke him up in
the first place.
The honey scented heat filled his lungs as he raised a brow, turning his head
to the side on the pillow to see the blankets shifting around on the other bed.
The omega's small whimpers and whines were disgustingly sweet to hear, sending
an aching burn of blood straight through his veins to his crotch. He inhaled
deep and exhaled slow to stay quiet, chewing his lip as he listened to the
boy's little moans.
---
Hannibal's back was to the rest of the room, blankets pulled up to his
shoulders as his omega squirmed against his chest. He smiled against the mess
of flowery scented curls, stroking the young mans leaking member gently while
sliding his own throbbing cock in and out of Will's slicked clenching hole as
slow as he could manage.
Will tried to stay quiet as possible, covering his blushing face in the dark as
the alpha's hot breath huffed against the soft skin between his shoulder and
jaw.
Hannibal whispered sweet praises in various languages as he continued slowly
making love to the omega, holding back his urge for ravenous growls and growing
lustful desire to take him rougher.
Will gasped and before he could cry, Hannibal's free hand slipped over his
mouth, the other stoking a few faster pulls to finish the boy off as he spilled
himself inside his tightening hole- the omega accepting his swelling knot with
a shaky muffled whimper.
He eased his already tantalizingly slow pumping and pulled his hand from
beneath the covers, licking Will's heated honey sweet come from his palm and
fingers. An appreciative groan rumbled from his chest against Will's bare back.
Will shuddered and sighed contently, exhausted but dizzy in satisfaction.
"Thank you~" Will whispered, blushing brighter when Hannibal gently pulled his
face to kiss him.
"I'd never dream of denying you love."
---
Matthew laid staring at the ceiling of the hotel room, doing his best to ignore
his own crotch begging for attention after hearing the secret little encounter
across from him.
He knew it was a bad fucking thing when they decided one room was 'fine'.
---
Will was surprisingly the first awake in the morning. Hannibal and Matthew both
remained passed out in the separate beds despite the beams of sunlight
streaming through the one large window curtains.
Matthew's phone laid in it's usual spot, settled on his bare chest so the
vibrations would wake him if it was called. He tended to be a heavy sleeper and
given his job as a police officer, missing phone call's was the last thing he
was allowed. The habit stuck to him even off duty and on vacation. Though he
did learn that smelling an omega in action near-by was much more instinctively
waking than the simple buzzing.
When it did vibrate twice, a single chime, he jerked awake, cringing at the
morning light as he snatched it up and checked the message. He squinted at
Will's name and opened the text, glancing over in confusion to see Hannibal
sleeping alone in the mess of tangled sheets.
("I forgot which door is ours...")
He choked on a laugh and threw his legs over the side of the bed, popping his
bare feet into his boots as he stood to step outside in his underwear.
He peeked out and grinned, seeing the young omega with arms full of vending
machine snacks as he looked at the hotel room numbers with worried eyes.
"Hey dumbo-" Matt whistled, catching Will's attention now.
"Oh! Shit..." Will hurried over, dropping one bag of chips and letting Matthew
lean over to pick it up. "The car is literally parked right in front of us, you
little fuckin' squirrel, what the hell are you doing with all this?" He stepped
back and let Will inside, shutting the door behind him as he watched the thing
drop the junk food on the coffee table.
"I went to look and see if there was a pool or something but got distracted
when I saw all the vending machines with the fancy snacks." Will smiled and sat
on the floor in his swim trunks, (excitedly purchased at a Wal-Mart stop for
the anticipated beach visit) and bare feet, tearing a bag of donuts open to
begin scarfing them down.
Matt scrunched his brow and scoffed, picking up a bag of Sun-Chips to pop open
for himself. "Where the hell did you get the money for all this crap and why
did you getso much ?" His question was half answered when Will tossed
Hannibal's wallet to the dresser above him, snickering as he sat the donuts
down to start working on the over-sized oatmeal cookie. "There was a guy at one
of the machines and his candy got stuck, then everything started getting stuck,
then I ended up buying a ton, I gave him what I didn't want." 
"What's this now?" Hannibal's voice startled the both of them, the two younger
men jumping and freezing with mouths full of snack foods.
"Nuffin~" Will muffled, powder from the donuts dusting down his chin as he
stared wide eyed at his alpha.
Matt swallowed the crushed chip with a wince, "He found vending machines
looking for the pool. No pool." Then paused and looked down at Will, "Wait, was
there a pool?"
Will shrugged and swallowed a large bite of the cookie. "I didn't get very
far."
Hannibal simply, as usual, sighed and pulled his pajama bottoms up over his
boxers.
---
"So, are we making it a straight shot from here to the beach or do I need to
get some earplugs?"
Hannibal chuckled, understanding Matthew had been awake.
"I say we make it a straight shot to my beach house."
"YOUR beach house?" Matt paused loading the luggage, Will twisting around in
the backseat to look at Hannibal and Matthew with wide excited eyes.
"BEACH HOUSE?! We get a beach house too? How long are we staying there?" Will
smiled as he practically crawled into the trunk from inside, resting his chin
on the building pile of bags.
"A few days, maybe longer. We'll see dear, get back in your seat now." Hannibal
shut the trunk door, Matt grabbing his arm for a second. "A personal beach
house is laying low on the travel radar?"
"The travel ends at the beach, where we reside isn't a trouble. It's not a
terrible distance from our friend, so it's a convenient spot to meet." Hannibal
touched the black sleeve of his t shirt where Matthew had grabbed, watching the
young alpha shrug and round the car to climb in the drivers seat.
---
 
"Can I drive?"
 
"No."
 
"Why?"
 
"No."
 
"I've never gotten to before-"
 
"Oh,so you DOknow why then."
 
"Hannibal ~"
 
"Sit back in your seat William."
 
"What's the point of being 'special omega' if no one treats me like one?!"
 
Matthew and Hannibal both rolled their eyes in sync. 
 
---
Will was practically in the front seat between the two alphas, gawking as he
watched the water passing by. Several homes sat before docks across from the
shore, further down the line growing closer to the water with boats tied to
posts. He leaned over in Hannibal's space to look closer through the passenger
window.
Hannibal smiled at the boy, pressing his back in his seat to allow him his
view.
"Why are you so reckless, child?"
Will looked at Hannibal and giggled, "I thought you'd be used to it by now."
---
Matthew parked on the short gravel, groaning exhaustively as he stepped out to
gather their things once again.
It didn't take more than a few minutes after exploring the beach house before
Will threw his clothes to the dark wood deck, pulling on the swim trunks as he
ran across the sand.
Matthew had grabbed a beach chair and dragged it with a cooler to the shore,
laying down with a beer to watch the omega launch into the water. Hannibal
scoffed and sat in his own chair beside Matthew's.
The sun was only beginning to go down, the sky pinking as Will studied the
seaweed wrapped around his ankles.
"William-!" Hannibal jumped from his chair, Matthew cackling loudly as he
blushed drunkenly at the nude boy missing his trunks.
"What?" Will tugged the plant off and sniffed it, wiggling his nose as he
watched the alpha approach in his own pair of red trousers.
Hannibal laughed and took the seaweed from him, turning the boy around and
seating him in the water to cover himself. "Lord...how long ago did you lose
your shorts darling?"
Will dug his hands around in the sand under the water, shrugging as he looked
up at the man. "I donno, a big wave took them." Hannibal smirked at the poor
thing and shook his head as he stepped into the water, diving in to try and
find the pair.
---
Will laid out on the chaise lounge in Hannibal's black silk boxers, the hem
hanging low on his slim hips as he watched Hannibal writing in a notebook
across from him. Matthew stared at Will from the couch, chewing on jerky he
swiped from the boy's snack-stash.
The omega stretched his limbs out, straining a long tired sound as he raised
his hips and dropped them back to the cushioned furniture piece. Matt cleared
his throat and looked away, setting the wrapper down and leaving for the
bathroom.
Will watched him pass by then frowned at Hannibal who raised a brow when he
realized he was the being stared at.  "You look like you're waiting for me to
ask you what you want, darling."
Will nodded and shuffled a bit, hearing the shower turn on in the distance. "Go
ahead." Hannibal looked back at his notebook, writing as he listened.
"I kinda feel like Matty doesn't like being around us. You're not holding him
hostage or something are you?"
Hannibal chuckled and shook his head, "No, of course not. He's here on his own
accord. I know it's not subtle of me to say but he's shown a great deal of
restraint."
"...restraint?"
"His alpha instincts have developed a desired connection with you. He's
respecting that I've mated you. Don't take it personally when he dismisses
himself or insults our courtship, he's simply venting."
Will furrowed his brow and thought for a while, listening to the shower still
running full blast from the bathroom.
Hannibal glanced from his book again, curious about the lack of response from
the boy. Will chewed his lip and picked at the corner of the pale blue chaise.
"William?" He closed the book now, sensing the nerves from the omega radiating
from his suddenly blushing face.
"So..."
"Only if you want to, young one."
Will blushed harder, his eyes wide as he shot an unexpected look at his alpha.
Hannibal smirked, watching as the boy practically jumped when the shower turned
off.
Matt came down the hall with a towel draped around his waist, combing his damp
hair as he made his way towards the kitchen. He paused at the fridge and looked
to the living area, scrunching his brow when he saw the two looking at him.
 
 
 
"...the shit do y'all want ?"
 
---
***** m e s s e s & g u e s t s *****
Chapter Summary
     Will paused his game and looked at the two alpha's staring back down
     at him with strange impatient expressions, waiting for a reaction.
     "Sorry, who the heck is so important that you two are repulsed over
     my 'tushy' hanging out all the sudden?"
Chapter Notes
     *muffled speech from under dirty laundry*
     okahaayy so back to the plot after brief...encounters...
 [matthew] [Will] [hanni] 
 
 
 
Matthew grunted and woke when his cell vibrated twice on his chest, one leg
hanging off the side of the couch accidentally kicking over a half full beer he
had abandoned before falling asleep. He looked at the text and sat up, blinking
against the bright screen in confusion.
Hannibal had sent the text,
("Care to join us?")
Matt knocked over two more bottles as he rolled and fell from the couch,
stumbling a moment before making his way to the bedroom in the dark beach
house.
---
Hannibal sat with his back against the backboard of the king size bed, kissing
Will's bare shoulders as the young omega sat facing away in the mans arms. He
whined softly under his breath, leaning his head back as he was lifted and
lowered onto the alpha's thick throbbing cock.
Matthew stepped in the cracked open door, his heart skipping a beat at the
sight. He suppressed an eager growl as he sat in the chair in front of the bed,
biting his lip as he grew instantly hard watching them.
Hannibal pushed Will forward onto his hands and knees now, holding the slim
sharp hips as he continued slowly pumping into his slick soaked hole. Will
gasped when he was taken at the new angle, blushing as he panted and met
Matthew's eyes.
The other alpha raised a brow, gripping himself as he shifted his eyes from
Will's gleaming lustful eyes to Hannibal's crimson gaze. Hannibal smirked and
reached around as he maintained his pace, sliding two fingers past Will's lips.
Matt took the gesture as an invitation, standing and removing his boxers to
present his leaking member. "Open up darling~" Hannibal's command along with a
particularly rougher thrust into his ass drew a startled yelp from the boy,
panting as he opened his mouth for Matthew.
"Jesus..." Matt muttered under a stifled groan, running the tip of his dick
around Will's lips before letting his tongue guide him in.
Hannibal eyed the other alpha, fucking his omega harder as he watched Will suck
Matthew off.
Will moaned around the thick cock, whimpering and muffling his cries as he was
taken from both ends faster and harder. Matt gripped his curls now, groaning
and cursing as he stared down at the drooling omega, glancing up to see
Hannibal's bare chest heaving as he grunted and thrusted up into the boy
between them.
Hannibal leaned over the young one's smaller back, rutting him as he whispered
praises against his neck. The mixing scent of two high alpha's filled the room
to overwhelm the omega, gasping for air when Matt pulled his cock out and shot
hot seed across his face and up to his curls. Will whimpered as he came
himself, spilling on the sheets as Matthew shoved his dick back in his panting
mouth.
When Will finished cleaning the alpha's saliva soaked member, he gasped as
Hannibal sat upright and and pulled him up with him. Wrapping his arms around
Will's chest he began snapping his hips up as hard and fast as he could,
growling as the omega panted and cried out in desperate want.
Matt licked his lips and watched in awe, memorizing every noise and inch of
skin as the boy spilled again with the foreign alphas knot filling him.
Will dropped back down on his hands and knees as he panted and shivered against
the swelling cock inside him, Hannibal moaning heavy as his knot pulsed and was
squeezed by the omegas tight puckering hole.
Matthew stood on his knees at the edge of the bed, staring down as he held his
re-stiffened dick against the boy's lips. He huffed in tingling excitement when
Will mewled and began licking at his member while still locked in with the
other alpha's knot.
Hannibal was distracted with his own throbbing cock mating the young omega,
watching the filthy thing lapping at the man's leaking tip.
He lifted his eyes from the sight when the pale alpha ran his fingers behind
his head, lacing his golden silver hair in his grip. His chest tightened in a
brief instinct for rebuttal, but let Matthew kiss him, parting his lips when
the alpha moaned into it.
Matt panted heavily as Will gave him a second blowjob, shuddering a thrilled
moan as he and Hannibal tasted one another's tongues with the young omega
locked between them. Will grunted and whined as Matthew suddenly finished,
spilling bouts of thick come down the boy's throat.
Will gasped for air once again after he swallowed as much as he could, the last
bit dripping from his lip. He looked up and licked the mess from his mouth,
blushing bright red when he saw the two alphas huffing with lips centimeters
apart above him. For a flash of a moment, it almost seemed like their mouths
were coated in blood, Matthew's freckled nose and Hannibal's sharp cheekbones
spattered with red. The image left his mind quicker than it had appeared,
blinking in fascination at the men.
He hadn't been aware the two had been kissing, the thought of it gave him
chills, wishing he had seen it.
Just at that thought, it was like some unseen angel had heard him, Matthew
smirking before pressing their lips together again.
Will was too enamored and baffled at the sight, never in his life had it even
crossed his mind that two alphas (scratch that, HIGH alphas) would dare embrace
each other in such a way. He gasped when Hannibal finally pulled out of him,
shuddering a shy whimper as he laid down and turned onto his back beneath the
two.
Hannibal smiled down at his omega, the rose red blush heated across his pale
beautiful face. "Remarkable boy~" he ran his thumb over Matthew's cooling mess
left on Will's cheek, tasting it for himself as the other alpha watched.
Will craned his head a bit to look at Matthew now, smiling up at him as he saw
the alpha form his own new blush, the man clearing his throat nervously before
climbing off the bed to go grab a damp towel for them.
---
Hannibal woke when a hand tapped his shoulder, opening his eyes to see Will
sleeping exhaustively between him and Matthew. The boy was knocked, wearing
Hannibal's boxers again as he laid splayed out with his thin arms wrapped
around Hannibal's torso and his legs tangled with Matthew's above sheets.
Matt sat his head up a bit to look at Hannibal as the man raised a curious
brow, whispering his question when he got the attention. "Does he snore this
loud all the time? And take up 80% of the bed?"
Hannibal hummed a chuckled low response in this throat, "Often."
---
Will stepped out onto the beach early in the morning, wearing Matthew's white
t-shirt and Hannibal's red swim trunks a few sizes too big on his hips. He sat
in the sand close enough to let the easy waves approach and wet his toes and
recede back down the shore.
Hannibal and Matt cleaned up the breakfast dishes and straightened up the beach
house, talking as they took care of the chores.
"So...when's he get here? And is it just me or do you think it's going to be
awkward as hell since last night? Like...of all days you assholes invite me to
fuck around before reuniting the boy with his father? I call mental sabotage."
Hannibal laughed at Matthews bickering, "If it's upsetting you I'll refrain
from asking again."
Matt snapped his eyes from cleaning the spilled beer to the well dressed alpha.
"Hey don't twist my words now, I said nothing of the damn sort."
For a moment he was stunted by the sight of the man, his sharp shouldered
black-on-black suit with a somehow darker black tie to finish it up was
intimidating but furiously alluring. He remembered the damned suit from the day
Hannibal had stepped into the precinct to retrieve Will from the jail cell. The
prominent air weighed down as if the outfit was intentional, wielding a
straightforward visual demand for submission and respect. He almost wished he
hadn't been hiding his own stature for so long, admiring the powerful heat
flowing around him.   
---
"William, what's wrong with dressing up for once? It's not going to hurt
anything. Just the dress shirt then, at least?" Hannibal sighed when the boy
grumbled and shook his head, sitting as usual on the floor playing the video
game he had brought along with him.
"I don't see a point in dressing up to meet your fancy rich beach friends...if
they're gonna see me they're gonna see me in my undies, sea shorts, or butt
naked. A tie isn't gonna make that prettier."
Matthew scoffed and pointed at the omega with a nod- "He's kinda right y'know?"
Hannibal shot the lounging alpha a glare, reminding him just who 'the friend'
was again without a word. Matt cleared his throat and stood from the chaise,
straightening the tan and beige suit he had dressed in. "Willy, at least put
some pants on, hm? White tee and some pants that don't have half your tushy
hanging out is good enough if you're so against Hanner's outfit choice for ya."
Will paused his game and looked at the two alpha's staring back down at him
with strange impatient expressions, waiting for a reaction.
"Sorry, who the heck is so important that you two are repulsed over my 'tushy'
hanging out all the sudden?"
Matt rolled his eyes and Hannibal sighed heavily, "T-shirt and fitting
pants...now." Hannibal's stern tone rumbled with a deep growl, bringing a
nervous frown to the omega's face. Will pouted as he crawled up and left the
room to go change.
 
"Nice."
"You don't know the half of it. If I show any sign of weakness in that tone, he
takes it as a joke, or challenge, and pushes me in hopes of receiving a
spanking."
Matt's brows rose at the bit of info, smirking as he spread his smile into a
wide grin. "You're fucking lying."
"Not at all. Change the subject before we end up a bit too distracted, young
man."
---
Will scratched at his head, messing up the neatly side combed curls Hannibal
tried to tame when the two alpha's weren't looking. Hannibal glanced at Will,
"Prakeiktas(dammit)~ William..." he snarled and swatted the boy's hand away as
the three of them sat on the front porch.
Matt sipped on a beer, watching the two fuss over the omega's hair.
"I don't even wanna meet your dumb friends if you wanna change everything about
me for them, dang it- stop it!"
"I'm not changing anything about you, child, I'm just trying to make you seem
less like a feral boy seeing the sunlight for the first time, vailpailaikis
(brat)."
"OHHkeydokey- hey Hanner's come inside and make me one of those killer whiskey
mixes, eh?" Matt stood, gesturing his hand nonchalantly at the distant road to
hint the vehicle matching Hannibal's description was near by.
"Very well...we'll be right back dear. Do you want a drink?"
"No, I'll come in too-"
"Ah, can you actually stay here and let us know when the company arrives
sweetheart?" Hannibal leaned down and kissed Will's cheek, thanking him when
the boy grumbled a response.
 
 
"From 'special omega' to 'door greeter' in a matter of two days..."
---
***** f a t h e r & s o n *****
Chapter Summary
     Matt and Hannibal stood by the window watching the two reunite,
     Hannibal smiling as Matt raised his brows.
     "Y'know...I'm not sure what's gotten into me lately when it comes to
     older alphas, but shit I didn't expect his dad to be that hot."
     Hannibal scrunched his nose and gave Matt a look, the young alpha
     shrugging back at him.
Chapter Notes
     1... My own personal cannon is Mark Ruffalo playing Will's dad.
     2... I'm so sorry if no one wanted the previous smut-trio to happen,
     so I shall make the awkwardness known lol
     3... Also, nnno I don't think Hanni would ever let Matt 'mate' with
     Will, so, that's why that went the way it did.
     lastly, Will's a big daddies-boy, he practically reverts into a
     toddler around him <3
     anyway, *sips beer*
[Bill Graham] [Will] 
 
 
 
Will sat quietly in the porch chair, his legs pulled up on the cushioning after
kicking his shoes and socks off in rebellion. He sighed and stared at the far
off traffic, listening to the faint horns. The sun finally started to shine
enough as the day approached noon, brightening the cloudy sky blue between tall
palm trees.
He raised a brow when a truck slowed by the long driveway leading to the beach
house, sitting up a bit as he felt like he had seen the loud approaching
vehicle before. It turned in, pulling up and stopping a few yards away.
Will knew that truck. The metal doors heavy and painted dark green by his own
hand so many years ago with his father by his side. He stood from the chair,
his bare feet touching the warm white porch boards as he took a step down
curiously, squinting at the bright sun reflecting on the window shield.
The driver pushed the door open with a loud creak, climbing out with a set of
thick steel-toes boots hitting the gravel. He recognized the shoes, too. He had
tried to wear those boots despite their large size and heavy weight when he was
little, tripping on his own heels- he fell and cried as his alpha father held a
rag over the nosebleed he gave himself. 
He took another step closer, his chest catching tight when the door shut and
the man stepped around.
"Will?" The man's voice was calm, yet shaken, his hand raising up to rake his
hair back. It was dark, wavy with graying salt and pepper streaks.
Will furrowed his brows and choked back a sob, running to close the distance
and crashed into him, wrapping his arms up and around his father's neck.
"Jesus- Willy, look at you...my boy!" Bill chuckled through his tears as he
held him tight, gripping Will's curls as the omega cried against his neck with
trembling shoulders.
"Daddy, I missed you so much~ what are you doing here you're going to get in
trouble!!" Will lifted his tear streaked face from being buried in the man's
thick muscle, staring into his hazel brown eyes as he kept his arms around his
neck.
Keeping his strong arms around Will's thin waist, Bill chuckled and stared back
in the bright blue watery eyes, studying his beautiful features that reminded
him of the boy's mother.
"You seem to have made some friends in high places...we're fine here
Willy...god..my beautiful son." Bill grabbed Will's face and wiped a tear from
his flushed pink cheeks, pressing a quick kiss to his lips before pulling him
back into a tight hug.
---
Matt and Hannibal stood by the window watching the two reunite, Hannibal
smiling as Matt raised his brows.
"Y'know...I'm not sure what's gotten into me lately when it comes to older
alphas, but shit I didn't expect his dad to be that hot."
Hannibal scrunched his nose and gave Matt a look, the young alpha shrugging
back at his slightly judgmental expression.
"Alright keep judging, the kid took his shoes and socks off specifically to
tick you off, I hope ya know."
Hannibal sighed, "I'm aware."
---
Matt stood out on the back deck smoking a cigarette while Hannibal poured Bill
a glass of whiskey inside. Bill sat in the middle of the couch, Will seated
with criss-crossed legs on the floor between Bill's knees. Hannibal smiled at
the way Will laid his cheek on his father's knee, his bright eyes staring up at
the man as if blinking would mean disappearing from his life all over again.
"Thank you Dr. Lecter, for everything and the whiskey, ha. I see he hasn't
changed much- always sitting on the floor." Bill toasted Hannibal's wine glass
with his tumbler. "No need for thanks at all, it's wonderful to meet you and
I'm happy to see Will so blithe. It'd be a shame to let the fortunate
opportunity to bring family together go untended to. As for his choice of
seating, it's a definitely a losing battle on my end."
Hannibal sat in the chair beside the couch to allow the two their space as he
sipped on the pink wine.
Will giggled as he kept his cheek on Bill's knee, staring up at the man who
looked down at him while taking a generous sip of the whiskey. "What's so funny
down there?" Bill asked with a smirk after swallowing the alcohol.
"Hannibal talks fancy, he's Lithuanian, do you like him?"
Hannibal actually felt a nervous flutter in his chest at that, watching Will
turn his head to look over at him with a sweet little smile before shifting his
eyes to Bill's as the man chuckled. "Look at you braggin' like a kid with a
brand new toy. I think on a scale of one to ten you found yourself a ten,
sweetie. Not often you meet a rare high alpha. 'Specially one willing to risk
his reputation by bringing an omega back to his resilient father under the eye
of the law."
Hannibal smiled and nodded appreciatively, "I hadn't been aware young William
had such a special family history, he simply stood out as a rebellious wild
thing that needed a safe place to settle. I'm beyond grateful to be his mate,
and so pleased to sit down with his brave father."
"Thanks doctor, really. I gotta say I'm relieved you've been discreet about his
bloodline, it comes from his mother's side. His temper tantrums weren't
pleasant when he was itty bitty. Gave himself nose bleeds with those big tears.
Before puberty started his defense was firing all the wrong cylinders."
Hannibal blinked in shock at the new information, suddenly realizing how much
he'd love to talk deeper about the boy's upbringing with the man.
"Gross, can we not talk about my puberty and stupid issues? Come on, I want you
to meet Matty too, he's shy so he's probably out there chain smoking and
drinking." Will climbed up and grabbed Bill's free hand, leading him out as
Hannibal gestured them to go on without him.
---
"Matty, you okay?" Will touched the alpha's shoulder and smiled with a bit of
concern when Matthew coughed and cleared his throat, tossing his cigarette over
the wooden deck rails as he sat his beer down.
"Mr. Graham, in the flesh! Matthew Brown, it's a hell of a pleasure to meet you
finally, sir." Matt shook Bill's hand with both of his, grinning as the man
laughed and returned the handshake. "Nice to meet you Mr. Brown, love the
suit." "Hey a man with taste, I like it, and that blazer."
Bill thanked him and tilted his head as he scented the young alpha, quirking a
brow. "Shit- Willy you didn't tell me you're hanging about twofucking high
alphas, I've only met one my whole life and that was one of Marie's
grandfathers."
Will blushed, suddenly reminded of his eventful night with the two alphas, Matt
grinning sheepishly at. "Something about the kid kinda forces our need to
protect him. I guess you could describe it as the typical alpha-omega sense of
duty but times a thousand. Something tells me the fact that he has a high alpha
in his family line has something to do with his luck running into us. Kid has
some pipes though that's for sure."
"Oh god, why is everyone so weird right now, come on daddy I wanna show you my
games and pictures of Winston and my new puppy Winter, and tell you so much
stuff. Matty can you keep Hanni entertained for a bit?"
"Right, just give us a shout if Will starts talking your ear off and not
letting you get a word in, sir." Matt winked and watched them go inside,
lighting another smoke as he called Hannibal to join him on the back deck.
---
Hannibal checked his watch when the sun started to go down, the beach sky
glowing pink and orange as the ocean reflected the colours back to it. Will and
his father hadn't come out from the bedroom for hours, the laughs and tearful
conversation slowly fading to silence for the past two hours now.
Matthew simply shrugged when Hannibal looked at him with question, wondering if
they should go check on them.
Hannibal stepped back into the beach house, walking down the hall before
stopping and knocking lightly twice on the closed door. After no response, he
opened it and peeked inside.
Bill had gotten somewhat comfortable, his blazer removed and shoes placed
neatly by the door. His grey t-shirt was hiked up a bit to reveal an unexpected
hint of abs, Will's arm draped over the mans waist and mess of chocolate curls
resting on his chest. Bill laid half propped up on a few pillows, one arm
behind his head and the other holding Will close as they both slept centered in
the bed.
Matt peeked in to see what Hannibal was looking at, grinning over his shoulder.
Hannibal curved a short smile, his heart mixing with an ache and adoration
toward the sweet sight.
"Like father like son, hm?" Matt whispered.

The two snored practically in sync, tangled together above the blankets.
It was an endearing moment to witness.
---
Bill startled awake around midnight, gasping as he gripped Will against his
side. He exhaled in relief, thankful that it wasn't just a dream. Will sat up
after the suddenly strong hands woke him. He rubbed his eyes and studied his
fathers face for a moment. "Are you okay?"
He sighed and nodded, brushing Will's curls back as he pulled him back down to
relax. "Just thought I lost you again for a moment there..."
Will frowned and nestled his face against his fathers chest, the alpha raking
his fingers through his tangled bed head locks down to his scalp.
"I think your mate and friend are outside drinking on the shore, I smell fire.
Would you like to join them?"
Will grumbled and scooted impossibly closer, kissing his scruffy cheek, "No.."
He huffed a short laugh and closed his eyes, completely content with staying
right there with his special omega child.
"Can I ask you something?"
Will nodded and stared at the man, running the tips of his fingers across the
short silver stubble on his jaw. "You love that man? Hannibal?"
"Yes...I do...I know it doesn't seem like me, and that you taught me to be
weary of alphas...but he's different. Handsome, kind, stern enough to keep me
out of trouble. He knows how to keep me safe, and helped me learn more about
myself...protects me and gives me a safe amount of freedom. He doesn't try and
control me or make me slave away like a house pet."
Bill opened his eyes, "Amount of freedom? You, my son, who broke out of his
crib everynight to wander about the house looking for dog treats, is okay with
an allotted amount of freedom?"
Will flushed bright red, hoping to god his dad would never bring that up to
Hannibal. Then the alpha would quickly put two and two together about his
'questionable dog treat habit'.
"I said a safe amount, meaning I don't do anything stupid or go anywhere
dangerous alone. All that jazz. Don't make me feel bad for mating, daddy. I'm
happy with him. Plus we have Matty looking out for us so we can stay happy.
He's a cop, he protects me too."
"Sorry, he's a cop?"
"Not a trafficking cop, and he's a good guy daddy don't worry," Will left out
the whole kidnapping ordeal, "-he's been making sure no one knows anything
about us. The most they know is that I'm just some random omega Hannibal
bought. I don't wanna talk about that stuff...when...when's the last time you
talked to mum?"
Bill sat up more, adjusting the pillows behind his back as he watched Will
shuffle to sit at his hips facing him.
"It's been a while...why the hell does this room smell like way too many
people?"
Will blushed and switched the subject back before it got any further than that
as Bill scrunched his nose at the mixed lingering scents he only just now
noticed.
"Daddy what do you mean a while? Is it really still not safe enough for her to
at least send a letter? Call? Smoke signals, something?"
"Sweetheart, I know she's okay, and that's the most important thing, even
better now that I know you are too. Mkay...?" Bill stared at the young omega,
frowning as he nudged his chin.
Will lifted his jaw at the touch before looking down at his hands, fiddling
with his father's t-shirt hem by his waist.
"Okay...well...lets go see what they're up to out there then..." Will leaned
forward to press a quick kiss before he could counter the suggestion, climbing
out of the bed and changing into Hannibal's borrowed swim trunks again.
Bill watched him and sighed, only tensing up when Will pulled off his white
tee- he noticed the faint wide cluster old healed scars on his back and near
his hips. "Will~" He got out the bed and stepped over. "What?" Will made a
sound when his father forced him to turn away again.
"Oh...daddy, don't-"
"What are these from? I remember these two...from the alley...but the rest?"
Will shuddered at the reminder as his father ran his hands over the marks.
"Uh...t-tasers, rough take downs, all the perks of resisting arrest. It's old,
the most recent is just from getting in a scuffle with some cops when I went
back to my hut after they burned it down, just to see what was salvageable.
Hannibal saved me from being put back in selling circulation, it was before we
had mated so it was a little scary." Will turned around and shrugged.
"A hut? Burned down? Alright, we got a lot to talk about..." Bill shifted his
eyes to the healed bite mark in the boy's muscle by his shoulder now. "You're a
reckless one dammit William."
Will smiled at that, "I've been told, ha...come on."
---
Matthew laughed as he and Bill chatted and joked, drinking a few beers by the
fire on the shore while Will and Hannibal walked further off by the water.
"So...still don't care about my guests?" Hannibal asked sarcastically, walking
beside his omega down the shoreline. 
He flinched when Will suddenly barraged him with a flurry of smacking and
swatting to his shoulder, raising his brows curiously at the unexpected attack.
By attack it could be be better described as bird feathers fluttering against
his thick shoulder muscle.
He chuckled in confusion, "What's all that for?"
"You're a JERK!"
Hannibal frowned now, eyeing the heated blush on his omega's upset face. "Why
is that, now? I didn't think the surprise would grant disapproval...did
something happen?"
"No, jackass, allowing last night to happen before reuniting me with my
father?! What was the point of trying to make me seem presentable if he can
smell the filth around me Hannibal?" Will scowled furiously at his alpha,
despite knowing his pouting always resulted in the man calling him cute in one
form or another.
Hannibal choked on a short laugh in understanding now. "Kaip meila ~ (so cute),
but you're right, I apologize. Matthew pointed that out as well."
"Stop calling me cute when I'm mad at you!" 
"Vrlo slatki dječak~ (very cute boy) ?" Hannibal smiled, switching languages on
him as he held the young man's hand now. 
 
"I'm done talking to you."
---
 
***** s h e l l s & s a n d *****
Chapter Summary
     "I'm all ears if you'd like to talk, Mr. Graham. I'm not surprised
     you have a lot on your mind, I can tell."
     "Mm...can't stop thinking about how much he reminds me of his mother.
     How little his personality changed, even though he's making grown up
     decisions and dealin'...with so much. Can't stop thinking, debating
     what the worst night of my life was."
Chapter Notes
     *tw: brief description of Will's underage sexual assault toward end
     of chapter*
     Sad Bill makes me sad wtf :c
     Also sorry for short chapter, I felt like sharing their mingling and
     such around the beach.
[Will] [Bill Graham] [Hannibal]
 
 
 
Will and his dad were granted the bedroom, Hannibal taking the couch and
Matthew planning on taking the chaise lounge (though after drinking so much he
decided sleeping on the back deck in a beach chair was suffice enough).
Hannibal made mental plans to expand the beach house now that it was no longer
for him alone, cursing himself for not already having built a guest room.
---
 
After a long day, Hannibal had learned that Bill liked to cook fish, and bought
fresh selections from the market for them to make together that afternoon.
Hannibal was impressed with the father's skills with preparing & seasoning the
food, pairing the sides and drinks perfectly. The dinner featured rainbow trout
and seared scallops with spicy papaya sauce they all voted was the best
addition.
After the large dinner, Will watched from the couch as the three alphas cleaned
the dishes and kitchen.
He smiled when Hannibal glanced at him, his handsome mate winking at him before
turning his back to shelve the dried dishes.
"You seem entertained over there, not helping, kiddo." Bill remarked with a
raised brow. "I ate too much, I'm recovering. Someone should come rub my
belly~" Will dropped down now, laying flat across the couch as he lifted his
shirt up to start patting a beat on his full stomach.
Matt looked up from the sink then at Bill and Hannibal, "He's joking right? I
can never tell when he's joking, does he really want a tummy rub while we're
cleaning the damn kitchen?"
Hannibal chuckled as Bill laughed loudly at that, "He used to beg for them, I
wasn't good at cooking much else but fish dishes- after eating he'd want me or
his mother to 'stir his stomach' so the fish would 'swim around'."
Matt dropped his jaw as Will shot back up to gawk at his father in disbelief.
"I ABSOLUTELY DID NOT, TAKE IT BACK DAD." Hannibal scoffed to stop from
laughing at the cute thing. He could tell the switch from 'daddy' to 'dad' was
a hint of his omega trying to be taken seriously.
"You're right, I'm a liar, I don't know what came over me. I'm sure the trout
is getting bored in there though."
"I have my own hands, thank you very much." Will threw himself back down flat
and pouted as he rubbed his stomach now.
"Is this real life? I feel like this is a weird dream, I...I think I slept
outside too long, I need a beer." Matt sat the clean pan down and retreated to
the fridge.
---
 
Will sat on the edge of a beach-chair with his legs hanging over his father's
shoulders as the man sat slouched in the sand, listening to Will's nonstop
conversation.
Hannibal couldn't stop smiling, the boy's babbling tuned out as he watched him
playing with Bill's dark salt and pepper hair. Will was almost lost in his own
words, his legs ticking back and forth to slightly rock the easy-tolerating
man.
"- and I think I can get Winston to teach Winter how to track me down by my
scent too, just in case she ever gets lost. That reminds me, Winston is really
good at catching bugs, when I was living in my hut there was always bugs around
cause, y'know, the woods, but not a single one inside cause he found it fun to
hunt and catch them and eat them- which is good cause I don't like spiders and
stuff. One time-...are you listening?"
Will pulled his dad's head backward a bit to look in his eyes, receiving a
light chuckle from the man.
"Of course I'm listening, Willy. Winston, Hunter, bugs and spiders-"
"Winter, daddy, and Winston is the hunter." Will flicked his nose and kissed
his forehead before letting him go. "Right, Winter, I'm getting old cut me some
slack."
"You are not, hush. Did Hannibal ask you about coming home with us yet...?"
Bill laid his head back in the young omega's lap, holding his beer between his
knees as he sighed up at Will, the curious blue eyes shimmering with flecks of
orange from the medium fire on the shore beside them.
"I was gonna make that a surprise but I guess I'll tell ya. I talked to him, I
was skeptical but he made me feel pretty reassured about the safety net y'all
have going up there."
Will gasped and perked up with a smile, Bill tutting a few times to calm him
down before he over reacted.
"Now listen though, it'll take a while though. Likely around two months from
now. I gotta put in my two weeks here, apply for a transfer if they have the
same company tackle store there, and rent out my house, it's a process, but I'm
gonna find a place near by so you don't have to travel so far to see me. Just
up and disappearing would look bad, it needs to be a casual move."
"Oh, okay, no that's great! And..and mum?"
"William...you need to stop worrying about her. If I tell you that your friend
Mr. Brown plans on working his best to erase her from the system, will that
make you feel better? I have no idea how long that'll take...or if he can even
achieve something like that, but we're going to try, hm?"
Will looked up and out to the ocean, Matthew standing knee deep in the water as
he chucked sea shells as far as he could while drinking his beer.
He smiled and nodded when he looked back down to Bill. "Okay."
The three of them all snapped their eyes back up to Matt when he suddenly cried
out a short high pitched scream, a heavy splash as he fell over in the water.
"What the hell-"
"Son of a BITCH! Mother fucking- ASS CRAB ! Where'd that fucker go, I will EAT
YOU for BREAKFAST!"
Will and his father exploded with laughter as the alpha stood back up and
twisted around with a large rock in his hand ready to crush the sea creature
that pinched him, disappearing under the water in his frustrated search.
Hannibal chuckled and stood to fetch the inebriated young alpha before he
drowned himself hunting crabs in the night.
 
"Crab for breakfast, Matthew?" Hannibal asked with a smirk, helping him out of
the water and across the shore. 
 
"Like a mother fucking KING, Hannibal, he pinches- I BITE, man." 
 
"Sound logic. A familiar reaction I share in common with you."
 
"HA, cause, Cannibal~"
 
"Matthew-" Hannibal sighed heavily.
 
---
 
Will fell asleep curled up on the couch with his cartoons still playing on the
television- remote loosely sitting in his hand as it hung over the side of the
cushions.
Matt had been forced to sleep after having one final beer, splayed out on the
chaise aside from Will.
Hannibal sat on the beach still with Will's father, the man on beer number 10
and two short whiskeys between them.
He raised a brow when Bill sighed heavily and tipped an empty beer bottle over
in the sand.
"I'm all ears if you'd like to talk, Mr. Graham. I'm not surprised you have a
lot on your mind, I can tell." Hannibal shifted a bit in his black half
unbuttoned dress shirt, resting his arms on his khaki pant covered knees as he
hoped the man was willing to open up at the late hour. 
"Mm...can't stop thinking about how much he reminds me of his mother. How
little his personality changed, even though he's making grown up decisions and
dealin'...with so much. Can't stop thinking, debating what the worst night of
my life was."
"...the options being?"
Hannibal wondered if it was wrong to ask, seeing the alpha's eyes water a bit
before blinking away and licking his lips to hold back emotions threatening to
spill free against the alcohol.
"Shit...how many are allowed in a debate? The first time he ever said he hated
me because I pulled him from school? Maybe the time Marie told me I was going
to ruin Will's mental stability by sheltering him, that anything wrong with him
would always be my fault? Or The day he came home covered in cuts and bruises,
crying for hours before saying a word about the attack. He knew i didn't need
to hear a single one though...I could smell the bastards on'im...I could smell
their deaths too...but what hurt the most was giving him a bath,
Hannibal...seeing the blood in my 14 year old boy's boxers, k-keeping him calm
when I had to clean him."
Hannibal frowned, hiding a protective growl in his chest as he remained silent
to let the man vent with his inebriation.
"It could be when Marie said I should have...fuck, I should have been there to
protect our boy...Or to top it all, the month I lost my son and my wife because
the horrible laws to control and maintain a hierarchy of better to bottom. I
had been terrified I was going to see my boy on the news one day, headlines
'RARE OMEGA FOUND, auctioning off to highest bidding science academy for
research'...that or finding his name in the obituaries. 'Young nameless omega
found dead in ditch matching this description, please come confirm I.D. if
familiar' was the closest I've come to having a heart attack. Drove all the way
to Kentucky and snuck into a morgue to see for myself that it wasn't him. Blue-
eyed brunette, young, un-mated male omega without paperwork or credentials.
I've got stacks of newspapers in my home I have sent to me from all over the
eastern states in case he was moving around to avoid being caught. I tortured
myself every day until the day you called and cut my list of worries in
half..." Bill cleared his throat and stared at his hand as he let a fistful of
sand slowly empty by his feet. 
Hannibal stopped him there, standing and holding a hand out in hopes of getting
him inside. 
"I'm very sorry you and your family have been through and are still going
through so much, Mr. Graham...truly...it pains me to hear the brutality of it
in experienced words. I'm glad you feel comfortable to share such private
tragedy with me...come...I'll get you to bed and bring William in from the
couch for you."
 
Bill looked up at him and down to the bottles before nodding and taking
Hannibal's hand, picking up his t-shirt from the sand with his free one.
Hannibal gently ducked under Bill's arm to drape it over his shoulders,
wrapping his own arm around his waist to help guide his tired steps into the
beach house. 
 
"Thank you, Hannibal..."
 
"Jūs esate labiau nei sveikintinas, Bill."
 
(You're more than welcome,)
 
 
 
"-Mano drąsus draugas."
 
(My brave friend.)
 
 ---
 
***** s w e e t & s o u r *****
Chapter Summary
     "Will's a little mouth of sass when he's grumpy, Jesus." Matthew
     mumbled as he hovered behind Hannibal's shoulder. Hannibal chuckled,
     "Once we get on the road I'm sure he'll be just fine. Parting ways
     can be difficult, especially given their situation."
Chapter Notes
     I feel like this was kind of a filler chap, but next one is going to
     be very eventful :]
     EvilAdmin proposed an amazing idea that literally went right over my
     head and I love it, so imma try it <3
     Sorry for spotty updates! *hides under coffee table*
[Will] [bill] [Matthew]
 
 
Will laid in bed beside his father, staring at him as he had fallen asleep with
his glasses on. He reached out and carefully removed the pair, putting them on
his own face before sitting up to look around the room.
Tonight was the last full night they were going to be at the beach house, their
plan to leave the next night weighing on his heart. He climbed out of the
sheets and found his fathers pants draped over a reading chair.
Pulling the a set of keys and wallet out, he padded lightly through the house
to make his way outside without waking the two sleeping alphas in the living
area.
---
After climbing into the drivers seat of the truck, Will sighed and opened the
wallet, examining its contents. Library card...fishing license...emergency
info...about $200 cash...Alpha passport...bank card..he paused and flipped back
to the passport.
Brian Graham, Alpha Pass, Age 42, Mate: Deceased, Offspring: None.
He frowned at the words, understanding that his father must have lied to the
legal agency to protect him and his mother.
Sighing, he put the cards back in their place before leaning over to pop the
drop box open. He pulled the mess of papers out and laid them out on the seat
beside him, the little orange light overhead by the rear view mirror doing its
best to illuminate the wrinkled mess.
Will picked each one up, reading the insurance info, the speeding tickets,
registration. A gun permit stood out, so he began searching for the weapon,
curious to even find out his father owned a weapon.
He found the pistol under the steering wheel when his fingers hit and pushed a
small lever that popped open. "Oh..."
Studying the firearm and it's weight, he checked the ammunition, remembering
how Matthew had showed him with his police arm. He closed it and stared at it
for a while before finally returning it to its spot.
Will ran his hands along the red seat and looked up at the visor, spotting the
corner of a paper sticking out.
He pulled it open and slid the back faced photo from its clip, turning it
around to see what it was.
The Polaroid was old and worn, faded marker reading the words "Halloween age
6". His mother Marie had long dark brown hair, wavy and pinned up messy above
her pale skin. She was thin, almost too skinny but seemed to glow with joy as
she smiled a bright healthy smile- wearing a simple floral dress and shawl
draped over her shoulders. She held the six year old boy close as she crouched
down, cheek against cheek with his wild curls curved around his face and a
painted on dog nose on the tip of his own. The onesie was designed as a scooby-
doo costume, the hood dropped down since they hadn't left the house yet.
He smiled and touched the photo lightly, seeing her face again feeling strange.
He wished he hadn't made such a disgruntled face in the picture, looking
slightly annoyed that they haven't left to gather candy yet.
He jumped when there was two light raps on the window. "Jesus-" Will mumbled as
he opened the truck door, letting Matthew pull it out and step around to peek
in.
"What're you up to out here kiddo?"
"Nothing...just, looking."
Matt wiggled his nose and looked down to see the photo in Will's hands.
"...S'that you and your mum?"
Will nodded.
"Can I see?" Will handed the Polaroid to Matt and watched him study it, the
tired looking alpha blinking hard a few times to clear his vision better.
He had dark circles under his eyes, his black hair a mess and wearing just his
pajama bottoms as he scratched at his bare chest.
Will shifted his eyes from the hand holding the photo to the tattoos on the
mans torso, his attention brought back to now when Matt cleared his throat.
"She's..she's really beautiful. And you're scooby costume is on point, love the
little blue collar. You've got her eyes and skin that's for sure..I think Mr.
Graham and her having wavy hair kinda explains why you've got such a little
jungle going on here." Matthew smirked and rustled Will's curls for a second
before handing the photo back.
"You need to go back to bed though, come on. Gimme hand." Matt gestured Will to
come out the truck, taking his hand as he helped him out.
"How'd you know I was out here?"
"I got up to use the bathroom, you left the bedroom door open. I know you're
not happy about leaving tomorrow but it'll be okay. Alright? Promise."
Will nodded and followed Matt back into the house.
---
"Will-" Hannibal muttered as he lightly swatted the boy's hand away, writing in
his notebook despite the annoyance.
Will slid his hand under his alpha's arm and tried to tug at the page again,
making a disgruntled sound when the man moved his hand away once more with a
sigh.
"What are you always writing in that thing, is it naughty stuff or something?"
Matt choked on a laugh from the couch, clearing his throat as he flipped
through channels on the television.
Hannibal shot a look to the curious omega. "It's my studies, dear. I'm writing
my studies down, did you want some paper to write or draw on? You're father
should be out of the shower soon."
Will shrugged then nodded, reaching over the desk to grab a pen as Hannibal
reluctantly tore a page from the back of his notebook.
"Happy now? May I finish?"
"Yas." Will pecked a kiss to Hannibal's cheek, nuzzling his nose against him
before dropping to the ground beside his feet. Hannibal blinked down at the
young man, huffing a short laugh over the unsurprising choice of seating.
---
When the last day came to an end, they took their time saying goodbyes and
packing as they did.
Will pouted the entire time, trying to seem cheery only when talking to his
father, but sour towards Hannibal and Matthew through his venting.
 
"Will's a little mouth of sass when he's grumpy, Jesus." Matthew mumbled as he
hovered behind Hannibal's shoulder. Hannibal chuckled, "Once we get on the road
I'm sure he'll be just fine. Parting ways can be difficult, especially given
their situation."
"Right. Did you hear what he said to me in the kitchen?"
Hannibal smiled, even though he had heard it, he'd love to hear the clever
boy's smart mouth again. "No, what did he say?"
"I asked if he wanted to bring the ice cream for the road to cheer him up even
though I don't like messy food in my damn car, I was being nice, right? This
little brat says 'are your parents siblings? I'd have to eat the whole thing or
let it melt.' and rolled those stupid big blue eyes so fucking hard I thought
he could go blind!"
Hannibal laughed and zipped up his luggage, "He has a point you have to admit."
----
Will sat next to his father on the back deck as Matthew and Hannibal finished
tidying up the beach house and packing the last of their things.
"So, promise you're coming back?"
"I promise kiddo...you promise to stay the hell out of trouble meanwhile?"
"I'll try...is there any way I could keep in contact with you this time..?"
"Yeah, I got a second phone, well, you're boyfriend did actually, and Matthew
made it 'off the grid', whatever that means. Hannibal has the number and stuff.
Be nice to them, it's not their fault we have to wait a while, okay? I know how
you get when you don't get what you want."
Will scrunched his brow, "What's that mean?"
"That means you get petty and bully people when you're pouting, brat. In 3rd
grade you were so upset I wouldn't let you go over to a friends house you
called me BILL for a week. When I let the kid come over she wouldn't share a
doll with you cause you kept chewing on them. You then told her that her face
makes onions cry, pushed her and took the doll only to put it in the trash can.
You get sour, son."
Will cringed, "I remember that pompous toy-nazi, if I remember right you sat
there and did nothing to stop me, so if anything it's your poor referee parent
skills that made me this way."
Bill responded with a chuckle, "Bull, I opened the front door for her when she
ran out crying."
"I love you." Will grinned and laid his head on his father's shoulder, staring
out at a flock of scavenging seagulls on the shore.
"I love you too, Willy."
They were silent for a while, the quiet broken when Will spoke up again. "Can I
keep that picture of me and mom you have? Just until you come back?"
"...of course, snoopy."
Will smiled, "I forgot you called me snoopy sometimes."
"Yeah whenever I found you snooping around the cabinets for dog treats. Kind of
a two-fer nickname whenever you got caught."
"Ah, I finally get it now after all these years, ha."
---
A few miles out, Bill glanced up at the visor as he drove, noticing a corner of
paper sticking out of it.
"Shitdid he forget to grab it..."
He pulled it down, grunting when the piece fell to his lap. He stopped at a red
light and picked it up, seeing it wasn't the Polaroid but a folded torn piece
of notebook paper.
Will's sloppy handwriting reading a simple "I love you".
He smiled and put it back in its spot.
---
Hannibal and Matthew carried a few needed bags into the same hotel they had
stopped at before while Will went straight for the shower.
"How did we manage to get the same room again?"
"Chance, I suppose, it's not a bustling place as you can see, which is why I
chose it for now. Later trips will be much more entertaining." Hannibal sat on
the bed after changing, pulling out his notebook to skim the pages he had
wrote.
"Mm. What's in that anyway, you're 'studies'. What are you studying?" Matt
plopped down into the bed beside him with a dry toothbrush in his mouth, laying
back as Hannibal looked over his shoulder at the nosy young alpha.
"I'm studying Will."
"Oh?...and what have we learned, Doctor?"
"I won't talk about it around the boy, so I suppose I'll share a bit while he's
showering."
"Righteous- proceed."
Hannibal rolled his eyes, "I had an informing chat with Mr. Graham. From what I
can tell, it's true that something about him draws the attention of high
alpha's. While we're simply a low number, they're a disappearing species. The
bloodline is thinning. The fact that he's mated to a high alpha now, there's a
higher chance he could bear a child with the same traits."
"Oh boy, don't tell me you got the baby fever now- I can only imagine that
thing growing up screaming for more cannibal cuisine and killing you in the
process."
"-either way, I also learned the reason Will hasn't gone into a heat around me
is because he's never had one. Not only just because of the suppressants he had
been taking so heavily, even after going off them I thought it odd. Apparently
their body is wired to go into heat only when they're mated and in their
'natural habitat'."
"Natural habitat? As in, what?"
"Bill said it'd have to be where he feels the most at home."
"Ohhh- the woods. That sounds like an adventure. Bring bug spray."
Hannibal raised his brow at him, "You don't think he feels at home in my
house?"
"Has he had a heat in your house since you mated? Look, I'm not insulting your
relationship or anything doc, I'm just saying you know him and how he is, he's
a feral pup, he misses his safe space, his hut. Before it wasn't safe anymore.
Even if he doesn't know it, like you said, it's in his blood. I'm not bad with
my carpentry skills, I could go out there and build a new one for him if you
want. Then you can get it on like a pair of cute lil bunnies, eh?"
"...and what do you expect as payment for this offer, Matthew?"
Matt chuckled, "You catch on quick, I'll build you and the kid a fuck-hut if
you make me the godfather?"
Hannibal smirked at that, thinking for a moment- "I'll keep that in mind, I
approve, but I'd have to check with him when the time comes so I don't wind up
in trouble for making a decision like that without him."
 
"Well shit you're already making quite a leap of faith right now assuming Will
even wants to have a kid. He's already a rebellious omega with the personality
of a 12 year old."
 
Hannibal's smile disappeared, shifting his eyes from his notebook to the
bathroom door when the shower turned off. 
 
"Sounds like my turn for the bathroom- finally." Matt flailed his legs to lift
himself up off the bed and walked across the room, chewing on his toothbrush as
he twisted the knob and pushed the unlocked door open. Hannibal snapped his
eyes up again when Will suddenly shouted, the door being slammed shut in
Matthew's face with ferocity. "I'M OBVIOUSLY STILL IN THE BATHROOM MATT, AT
WHAT AGE DO WE LEARN TO KNOCK!?!?"
Matt's face flushed bright red as he blinked in shock at the door, "I-uh, sorry
Willy, that was stupid of me, I'm delirious from driving-" Will cut his apology
and excuse short, 
 
"You're not stupid Matt, you just have really bad luck when it comes to
thinking."
 
Matt looked to Hannibal now with a disbelieving look, breaking a small croaked
sound- 
"What the shit why is he so mean?"
 
---
***** w i l l * & * s t i l e s *****
Chapter Summary
     Matthew kept walking until he scented Will's presence behind the last
     door. After knocking, he waited a while till he pushed the unlocked
     door open. Will was laid on the floor with a bunched up jacket
     nestled under his head, a strange omega around Will's age laid
     drooling beside him on the carpet with his face in a pile of wrappers
     and papers.
Chapter Notes
     Properly introducing *drumroll* Omega Stiles!
     I loved the idea from EvilAdmin of introducing a new friend for Will
     to connect with!
     as well as giving Matthew a reason to feel flustered again >:]
     (ps: not sure if this is a normal omegaverse thing,
     but no one can 'scent' themselves, only others)
 
 [Will] [stiles]
 
 
Around midnight, Will was restless. He left Hannibal in bed and quietly snuck
outside with his alpha's wallet again.
Finding the vending machines like before, he paused when he noticed someone
kicking the machine with frustration. He smiled when he recognized the other
young man around his own age as the same he had shared the snacks with last
time they passed through.
"Hey- you're still here?" Will stepped over and touched the male's shoulder to
break his attention from fighting the appliance. He looked at him, his skin
pale and cheeks tanned below bright hazel brown eyes, dark hair combed and
gelled up into a mess of curved spikes.
"Shit, look who it is, Mr. Money Bags! Can you fucking believe this thing still
gets stuck!? All I want is a bar of candy and it refuses to give me the
satisfaction."
Will leaned over and eyed the machine, wiggling his nose before he pushed his
hip against the other boy's leg to put a few dollars in the slot.
He pressed the buttons for the hanging candy bar, three more shoving forward
and dropping to the opening. "There, see? It's just hungry for cash."
The boy laughed at him and leaned down to snag the bunch of snacks before
looking him over. "You're weird. What are you doing back here?"
Will shrugged, "I'm weird for coming back? What are you doing STILL here? I
just went to the beach and we're on our way back home, you don't look like you
ever left this dump. My name's Will by the way, and I think I might be the same
age as you so I'm not a kid."
"Ha, name's Stiles. Nice to meet you officially, Will. Are you an omega too?
You smell funny, like an omega and something else though."
Will blinked at him and cleared his throat, "I am, you're an unmated omega, I
can tell that about you...why are you living at a motel?" Stiles studied the
strange omega for a second and answered, "I'm a rogue. Runaway of sorts. You're
not gonna report me or some shit are ya?" This brought a louder laugh from
Will, "Ha! No, god, I mean it may not seem like it but I know better than
anyone what you're talking about and going through. You wanna hang out? I have
two alpha's sleeping in my room but they sleep pretty heavy, or whatever if
not...I just can't sleep...so, I'm wandering around."
Stiles raised his brows and thought for a second. "I mean...I feel the last
thing I wanna do is wake up a high alpha. Seems like a bad foot to start off
on, ha. We could go to mine, I'm just down on the end- hey I actually have some
beer if you wanna drink!"
Will considered going to the other omega's room, thinking of how upset Hannibal
might be that he trusted a stranger without his surveillance.
"That actually sounds really good, I'll buy some more snacks!"
"Yeah!? Sweet- pay per view movies and beer with a stranger it is! Finally,
some variety in my life!" Stiles grinned and smacked Will on the back before
mashing buttons on the machine, Will telling him to slow down as he put the
bills in the slot.
---
Around 5 beers in, Will decided to slow down on drinking since he wasn't really
used to it.
Stiles watched as Will tore open multiple snacks, unable to settle on one at a
time. He joined him in chowing down on the treats, laughing as they told each
other's interesting adventures.
"Damn, you really are a rogue, I took a taser ONCE and I'd rather give in next
time that shit hurt so bad!"
Will chuckled and swallowed half the honey-bun in one bite, "I think I can get
a radio to work by touching the antenna I've been tasered so many times."
"Can I ask something personal, Will?"
"Mm..sure?"
"Why do you smell funny? I smelled something like you before and it was at my
great grandfather's funeral. Never encountered it ever since then till now. I
know it sounds weird, but it's throwing me off a bit."
"I donno...I mean, I'm mated with a high alpha, if you've ever heard of them
before. That might be it." Will avoided mentioning his bloodline with the easy
alternative answer.
"Shit, yeah I've heard of them, that's wild! Is the sex good? I bet the sex is
good." Stiles grinned as Will blushed bright red, "Sorry- too personal?"

Will smiled and shied his eyes down for a moment before looking back at the
strange boy. "That's okay, ha..um...is there a pool around here that I'm not
seeing, Stiles?"
"Yeah actually, out back by the main building- wanna go for a swim?"
"If we're allowed to bring the beer?"
"If we're not they're gonna have to pry it from my cold dead hands."
---
The pool was closed, the lights all turned off except for the bulbs under
water. Instead of swim trunks, the two omega's settled with swimming in their
boxers after jumping the locked fence.

Will shouted when Stiles jumped out of the water beside him, both omega's
laughing as they began to wrestle in the shallow end of the pool.
"You're such a little wuss! Haha! You can barely swim, Jesus!" Stiles grinned
and shoved Will's shoulder, swimming in a circle around him using his body as a
post to push off of.
"You're, *hic* you're just showing off~" Will grinned and splashed the boy.
"And you're a lightweight, I got more beer in my mini fridge, let's go watch
some movies, c'mon! I'm getting all pruney now~"
Will groaned and walked through the waist high water to follow Stiles out of
the pool despite his dizzy buzz.
"I need fooooood, hot food, do you have hot food?" He dried himself with a
towel as he watched Stiles do the same.
"I've got hot pockets and burritos friend, let us dine like kings young grass
hopper~" Stiles took Will's hand and lead him back to the room.
Will laughed and smiled at the new title, 'friend'.

---

"God dammit..." Matt sighed as he woke and noticed Hannibal sleeping alone once
again.
He left the room and headed down the walkway searching for the omega, sighing
exhaustively when he stopped at the vending machine. He spotted a hanging bag
of abandoned chips behind the glass, rolling his eyes before moving on.
He kept walking until he scented Will's presence behind the last door. After
knocking on the door, he waited a while till he pushed the door open. Will was
laid on the floor with a bunched up jacket nestled under his head, a strange
omega around Will's age laid drooling beside him on the carpet with his face in
a pile of wrappers and papers.
"Oh boy...Hanners gonna love this." He stepped in and tried to get either of
the drunk boy's to fully wake, snapping his fingers in front of their faces and
nudging their shoulders. "Wake up brat, let's get you back to bed before
breakfast."
Will made a noise and refused, snoring as he turned on his side.
"Alright- you asked for it~" Matt sighed and walked over to the flickering
television, turning the volume up full blast with perfect timing as a woman in
the horror film screamed bloody murder.
Stiles jolted awake, eyes wide as he fumbled up with a wrapper stuck to the
side of his face- Will jumping in surprise as well with his hair a wild one-
sided mess. "Wha-what happened!?" Stiles looked from Will to the alpha and back
when the boy groaned. "This is Matthew, one of the high alpha's I was telling
you about. Matthew, this is Stiles, he's an omega I met last time we came
here."
Matthew smirked and waved before reaching out to help Will up.
"You're creative as hell with rude awakenings, Matthew, Jesus crimeny- good for
you." Stiles rubbed his eyes and yawned, stretching wide as he stood up with
them.
"Thanks, I dabble, what the hell have you boy's gotten into?" He reached out
and wiped a smudge of chocolate from Stiles cheek, the omega blushing a bit as
he grinned. Will scrunched his nose at the touch, curious as to why Matt felt
the need to do it.
"I may have gotten your mate wasted and went for a swim before torturing him
with scary movies all night."
"This one's not my mate, and I wasn't scared!" Will snapped, pulling his gym
shorts on over his wrinkled boxers.
"You made this long weird high pitched sound when that dude was sewing the
chick's mouth to the other-"
"I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT BENEFIT THE NAZI EXPECTED FROM MAKING A HUMAN
CENTIPEDE, IT MAKES NO SENSE!"
Matthew interrupted their little spat, "Ya'll reek of chlorine, beer, and
sugar. Sorry to cut this little hangout short but you need to get back to bed
before the sun comes up, last thing we need is a grumpy cannibal."
Will looked at Matt with confusion, Matt suddenly catching and correcting
himself for the slipped joke- "Hannibal, you know what the fuck I meant, I'm
tired dammit, let's go brat. It was nice to meet you Stiles."
"Uh, sure, you too. See ya around Will?" Stiles plopped down to his bed and
shifted his tired eyes from Will to Matthew, the alpha staring back for a
moment before clearing his throat and looking away.
"Of course! I'm gonna nap and shower and we can have breakfast?" Will smiled,
ignoring Matthew's impatient groaning as the alpha tugged at his wrist. Stiles
nodded and laughed, "Sounds good to me."
---
A few hours later, daylight beamed through the windows as Matthew was up and
brewing coffee. Hannibal came out of the bathroom dressed in a sweater and pair
of khaki bottoms.
"Alright so- just so you know, don't freak out but Willy made a friend last
night. Drinking. Swimming. Eating a shit ton of junk food." Matt gestured his
cup toward the bed at the sleeping omega curled up in sheets.
"I was curious why he smelled so terrible."
Before Matt could explain and prepare Hannibal better, Stiles was already
peeking through the hotel room door with a wide smirk.
"Hi! Ya'll headed in for some breakfast with us? Oh, dammit he's still asleep?
I'll get him-" Stiles jumped on the bed and startled Will awake with a laugh.
Hannibal raised a brow at the sudden intruder, watching as Will chuckled at the
barrage of tickles Stiles forced him awake with. "Wakey wakey! Eggs and bakey,
remember?! C'mon before it's all gone from the breakfast bar dude!"
"OH! Shoot, sorry! Hey, I want breakfast with Stiles! I'm gonna go, do you want
to come Hanni?"
The two alpha's exchanged looks, Matthew raising his brows enough to tell
Hannibal that they definitely should.
"...of course, give us a few minutes and we'll meet you in the main building."
"Sweet!" Stiles helped himself off the mattress and grabbed Will by the wrist,
pulling him out of the bed. "W-wait, Stiles I'm in my boxers, let me get
dressed first!"
Hannibal blinked in slight bafflement, watching the two boys laughing as Will
hopped into a pair of jeans. Matthew sipped his cup of coffee, sitting at the
small table as Hannibal stood fiddling with his watch with distracted eyes.
The door slammed shut behind the omega's, the room falling silent with their
absence.
"...I'm sorry, I'm not sure how to react, was that the friend you were speaking
of or did I just watch my omega get kidnapped?" Hannibal turned to Matthew with
confusion in his expression, drawing a chuckle from the alpha as he finished
his coffee. "That was the friend. I'm as surprised as you are, the damn kid is
anti-social as hell, then makes a best friend over night at a random hotel. To
be honest I'm more surprised he's not hungover, they killed two 12 packs-
though I'm not sure who drank how much of what."
"He's had wine under my supervision, I've found he get's tired very quick when
he drinks. I'm not sure how he'd handle whiskey- but beer and wine have been
his go to. His name is Stiles?"
Matt nodded, "Yeah. How did you not know he was missing most the night by the
way? I woke up to piss and he was gone so I followed his scent to the room down
on the end. Door unlocked, two omegas passed out on the floor surrounded by
beer and snacks, some violent human bug movie playing on the tv, it was like a
damn dynamic-duo frat session."
Hannibal hummed a concerned sound, "I knew he had got up and left, he couldn't
sleep, I could tell, so I let him be. I'm trying to ease myself into not
hovering over and sheltering him too much. I don't want to make him revert back
into his rebellious runaway stage."
"Well...he's diving into SOME kind of rebellious stage, he gave zero shits
about us just now over this new buddy."
Matt suddenly gasped, catching Hannibal's attention.
"He's going to wanna take him home with us. He thinks he found a stray dog,
Hannibal."
Hannibal furrowed his brow.
 
Why did that sound absolutely believable?
 
---
 
***** l u c k & c h a n c e *****
Chapter Summary
     Stiles grinned and looked to Hannibal now, "I'm Stiles by the way!
     Sorry for rushing in and out your room with your boy, he's got the
     same appetite as me, I was a little excited, ha!" He stood up a bit
     to reach over, offering his hand as Hannibal smiled and shook it
     generously.
Chapter Notes
     This was going to be part of the last chapter but I trimmed it cause
     it was sooo long x_x
     I wonder if I'm making any sense. I'll just...*covers entire fic with
     dirt* there we go.
 
[Will] [stiles] [Matthew] 
 
 
 
"I thought you said people were going to snatch up all the food before we got
here-" Will spoke with a mouth full of scrambled eggs, glancing back at the bar
flourishing with untouched hot food. Stiles chuckled, "We're the people that
are going to snatch up all the food." He grinned down at the three plates full
of various breakfast foods, Will's three as well covered with mostly bacon and
french toast.
Will perked up when he spotted Hannibal and Matthew come through the main
entrance from afar, making their way to the dining area. No one else but Will
and Stiles were in the small area with the breakfast bar steaming bright under
the early sunlight glowing through windows.
"Wow...did ya'll need shovel's instead of silverware for this little feast?"
Matthew laughed as he sat down beside Stiles, Hannibal smirking as he sat
beside Will at the red wood table. Will rolled his eyes at Matt and smiled at
Hannibal, blushing when the alpha kissed his forehead. Stiles snorted and
looked at Matt, raising a brow when he noticed the man avert his eyes again.
"Want one of my plates? My eyes are a bit too big for my stomach-"
Matthew turned his eyes back to the omega, shrugging a nod and moving his arms
from the table to allow Stiles to push a plate over.
Stiles grinned and looked to Hannibal now, "I'm Stiles by the way! Sorry for
rushing in and out your room with your boy, he's got the same appetite as me, I
was a little excited, ha!" He stood up a bit to reach over, offering his hand
as Hannibal smiled and shook it generously. "Hannibal Lecter, pleasure to
properly meet you Stiles. I'm glad to see Will made an omega friend with things
in common."
"Hannibal Lecter, you've got an accent that could lull me happily to sleep,
sir."
Will choked on his food for a second, scrunching his brows with a tinge of
jealousy when his alpha laughed and thanked his friend. Hannibal pet Will's
knee under the table to acknowledge the boy's short little reaction. Matt
simply scoffed and shook his head as he bit into a sausage.
"So- two high alphas huh? Wild. Feel like it's been my lucky week! 'Cept for
the vending machines, those things are out to drive me insane."
"They're not so special, bunch'a goons is what they are." Will mumbled as he
ate, receiving a slightly hurt look from Hannibal. He rolled his eyes and
swallowed his food before leaning over to kiss Hannibal's jawline twice to let
him know he was kidding.
"I strongly object to that insult, young man, we're domestic as shit around you
cause you're a terrifying little brat we'd like to keep comfortable at all
times." Matthew waved his fork around as he spoke before stabbing a piece of
toast to eat. "Terrifying? This squishy little thing? Ha!" Stiles laughed when
Will flicked a piece of egg at him.
"He's quite a handful the more you spend time with him, I can promise you that.
Stiles, may I ask what it is you're doing here on your own? You don't look a
day over 21 and are unmated, going about in the middle of nowhere, I have to
admit my curiosity." Hannibal eyed the young omega as he took a sip of Will's
orange juice, ignoring the boy's grumpy hand trying to take it back from him.
"I've just been in rogue-mode for a while, kinda got tired of the alpha who was
courtin' me and ran off to live the free life baby, ha. Will told me he was
kinda in the same situation before he met you, and I mean, I don't blame him
for folding- two handsome high alpha's would change my mind in a heart beat~"
Stiles nudged Matthew's arm with a wink, the man suddenly flushing bright red
and clearing his throat again. "Scuse me ya'll I gotta- I'm gonna go to the,
facilities." Matt scooted the chair back, the legs skirting loudly across the
floor and stood.
Will gawked as Matthew walked away, looking back at Hannibal then to Stiles,
"Oh my god- you make Matty nervous."
"I think he likes me." Stiles smiled wide and satisfied with having flustered
the high alpha, Hannibal quirking a smirking 'kudos' nod to him.
"Oh my god Matty likes you, OH MY GOD HANNIBAL CAN WE TAKE STILES HOME WITH
US!?"
Hannibal blinked and raised both brows at his omega,
 
"...and thereit is. Fascinating."
---
 
Matthew splashed his face in the bathroom sink, reaching blindly for the paper
towels to dry off as he sighed. 
 
He turned quickly when he scented Will come in. 
 
"Hope I didn't make you feel awkward out there, ha, I was only foolin' around
to see you get all weird again." Stiles smirked and leaned against another
sink, crossing his arms as he studied Matt's confused expression. "...I...uh,
sorry? Oh, no...it's okay...where's...Will?"
 
"Will? He's still out there eating with the foreign guy, why?"
 
"I just, thought I smelled Will come in, must be the food or something. Never
mind..." Matthew stared at the omega, walking past him before opening the door
for him. "Why thank you kind sir~ glad you're not mad at me or anything, eh?"
Stiles winked and nudged Matt again, the alpha still baffled silent as he
watched him walk out. 
 
---
 
"I need to talk to you-" Matt muttered into Hannibal's ear as he leaned over
for a quick second, touching the alpha's shoulder briefly before rounding the
table to pick up his plate.
 
"Hey, Matt, Hanni said it's okay for Stiles to ride back home with us! He's
gonna stay with us for a little while and help around the house for money till
he can afford a place of his own near by! Isn't that awesome!?" Will beamed
excitement, Stiles grinning at the joyful boy cheering his accompaniment on.
"That's awesome Willy, hey, we're gonna go back to the room and get packing so-
you go ahead and I don't know, help Stiles pack his shit or whatever and meet
us at the car, hm? Okay." Matt grabbed Hannibal's elbow gently and lead him
quickly out of the building.
Will frowned curiously and shrugged as Stiles did too. "Okay! Let's go get your
stuff?"
"I'm fuckin' pumped, this is awesome! Yeah, let's go!"
---
"What's this about, Matthew? You seem unsettled."
"You're not going to fucking believe me until you see for yourself, Hannibal.
That kid- he smells like Will. Not even fucking joking. I swore Will came in
the bathroom until I turned and saw it wasn't. I knew it was fucking weird when
I couldn't pick up a scent from him, he's always been right fucking next to
Will- Will and his scent just blend and it's like he's not even there Hannibal.
He's got the same scent!"
Hannibal suddenly realized he hadn't caught Stile's scent now as well, raising
his brows in thought.
"...you think he's a special like Will?"
"I don't know! It's...I don't know man, you gotta scent him when Will's not
around and tell me what you think. He could be like, Will's distant cousin or
some shit, did you ask Bill if he knew anyone else alive in their family with
that shit besides Will?" Matt seemed to be almost panicking, unsure of anything
going on or why it was flustering him so much so suddenly.
"I didn't think to ask, no...Bill did have a brother and sister though, traces
of high alpha in them from their grandfather and further up. It's possible."
"Yeah but what are the fucking chances of running into one in a place like
this?"
"Well...like we established before with the way you and I were drawn to Will
practically by chance, it may work the same way with their own kind as
well...I'd say we look into further before jumping to conclusions though. This
trip just became all the more interesting, hm?" Hannibal smiled, almost
thrilled at the new information.
"I don't know if I can handle the idea of two of those things around, I'm not
ready to go deaf- or die for that matter."
Hannibal chuckled, "I don't believe you have to worry about that, Matthew. The
boy seems to have taken interest in you in quite a positive light."
Matthew blushed and scowled at Hannibal, slumping down on the bed with a
frustrated sigh.
 
"Two. Two of 'em. Good God."
***** c r a f t & c o m f o r t *****
Chapter Summary
     Hannibal sat writing in his notes again, tuning out the loud movie
     the other three watched so he was considered spending time with them.
     Will had thrown a fit when he was in the study, so this would have to
     do. He wanted to document their new situation and was eager for
     morning to come when it would be appropriate to contact Bill about
     his siblings.
Chapter Notes
     very short smut alert :d
     hee
     (if you're updated on the most recent things Bryan Fuller has said
     about s4 possibilities having inception qualities, you'll understand
     my hidden little passive aggressive hint when they're watching a
     movie together *coughs* I trust our lord Fuller not to disappoint us
     though, it's the networks I don't trust)
[Will] [matthew] [stiles] 
 
 
 
 
Matt growled under his breath as he stood on the footstep of the car, wrapping
bungee cords around the rails and bars of a bike to the top of his SUV.
"Matty, me and Stiles could have tied his bike up ourselves..." Will stood
below him watching as the man took his time hooking the cords together.
"And witness you morons scrape the paint off my car with this thing? Right."
Will rolled his eyes over to Stiles beside him, "Matthew has an unhealthy
sexual attraction to his Chevy."
"Ah-! It's perfectly healthy, thank you." Matt corrected the boy, granting a
giggle from Stiles.
"How intimate can you get with a car?" Stiles asked with a chuckle.
"Gas tank, cup holders, gear shift, hood with the engine on-" Will counted off
the options, Hannibal having just stepped out in time to hear the list.
"Young man, what the HELLhave you been watching?!" Matt shouted to cut him off,
Will and Stiles both laughing at that.
"I understand everything but the cup holders, how would that one work, Will
dear?" Hannibal asked, smirking at the giddy boy's as he placed the last bag in
the trunk.
"Don't encourage him doc-"
Stiles chipped one more in,
"-exhaust pipe!"
---
The whole drive back Hannibal and Matthew listened to the two omegas chat,
bicker, and scream over a video game.
When they stopped at a gas station, Will and Stiles almost barreled out of the
car until Matt asked Will to put the gas in while he read the map over.
"Aw what? Since when do I have to do anything?"
Stiles simply gave a short mocking laugh at Will as he continued on into the
station.
"Since exactly what you just said you spoiled little princess, scoot your toot
and make sure you push 'unleaded', swear to god if you put the wrong shit in
I'll fight you."
Hannibal gave Matt an understanding look when the alpha waved him out to go in
the shop with Stiles.
---
Hannibal stepped up to the counter next to Stiles when he sat his items down.
"Let me-" He gestured him to put his cash away to buy the boy's purchases. "Oh,
awesome, thanks!"
Hannibal paid for the energy drinks and jerky, glancing at the omega as he
scented him.
Just like Will. The honey and lavender mixed with the curious unknown factor.
He almost still couldn't believe it, wondering if maybe Will was just still too
close and the omega didn't have a scent at all for some reason. He kept making
excuses in his head, but knew they were all wrong. The scent was fresh and
clear as anything directly from Stiles pores beside him.

They all got back to the car, Matthew looking at Hannibal waiting for some sort
of response to the situation. Hannibal nodded and looked over his shoulder for
a moment when Stiles shut the door before scooting into his seat-belt.
---

After dropping by Matthews house to get the dogs from Mrs. Caputo, they all
headed to Hannibal's.
Stiles was practically in the front seat between the two alphas, "That's your
house?-" He sat back and looked at Will now, "You live HERE?" Will smiled and
shrugged as he stroked Winston's fur, Winter curled up in his lap sleeping.
---
Will walked around giving his friend a tour of the home and his favorite spots
to spend time while the two alphas unpacked for the last time. They had one
more day off their jobs, so Matthew had decided to spend it with them.
"When Matty isn't here you'll get this room- it's the guest room, it's nice and
stuff too so you can either leave your stuff in the study tonight or go ahead
and put it in here. I don't think he'll mind."
"Uh..he can have it now, I'm good with the couch." Matthew stepped past them
and ignored Will's telling smile. "Really? Thanks! God, this place is like a
mansion, I feel like a maid who's getting paid over minimum wage by a king or
something. Finally moving up in the world. I like it."
Will laughed and hurried back outside with him to grab the rest of their
things.
---
Hannibal sat writing in his notes again, tuning out the loud movie the other
three watched so he was considered spending time with them. Will had thrown a
fit when he was in the study, so this would have to do. He wanted to document
their new situation and was eager for morning to come when it would be
appropriate to contact Bill about his siblings.
Matt sat on one end of the couch with his legs crossed, elbow on the arm rest
and fist on his cheek as he stared at the TV. Stiles sat between him and Will,
his legs pulled up and pretzeled while Will simply slouched and splayed his
legs limp over the edge.
"I bet this is going to be an 'it was all a dream' parts, god I hate those,
it's a let down and waste of time." Will complained, elbowing Stiles ribs when
he was shushed.
Hannibal chuckled when he heard the two boys start to pinch and smack each
other's arms and legs for a short lived feud.
"Cut it out dammit-" Matt flicked Stiles ear with a growl, the boy yelping
before a giggle. "He started it!"
Matt rolled his eyes and turned his focus back to the movie, the two omegas
finally back to pliant after the scolding.
He shifted his eyes down for a moment when he felt Stiles knee suddenly rest on
his thigh. Looking up from the touch, he saw that the boy was still watching
the TV, but smiling. Nothing interesting happening as the actors talked and
talked, the smile was for the flirtatious move.
Hannibal glanced over from his reading chair and noticed Matthew had grown
suddenly almost visibly tense, the man seeming to be unable to decide on
something. He raised a brow and hid a proud grin when Matt finally pulled a
classic.
The young alpha stretched, arching his back a bit as he raised his arms up and
draped one over the back of the couch behind Stiles.
Stiles smile turned into a sheepish grin when he felt the muscle of Matt's arm
against the back of his neck.
---
Hannibal chuckled as Will nuzzled against his neck in bed, the boy purring as
he did.
"What are you up to young one?
"Nothin, just think I should thank you for letting me have a friend~" Will
nipped at Hannibal's jaw lightly and slid his hand under the covers, the alpha
inhaling deep before growling under his breath.
"You're allowed whatever you want, Will...all you have to do is ask, meilė
(love).." He sighed and stared at the omega as he crawled under the blankets
completely now, his breath hitching in his chest when Will pulled his member
out of his boxers.
Will smiled when his alpha pushed the sheets back to see him blush and kiss at
the tip, teasing his tongue to lick in the droplet of pre-come that leaked out.
"Dieve Mano (my god)..."
---
Matthew groaned when he heard Will's faint moaning through the quiet house,
covering his face with his pillow on the couch.
When he took the pillow off, he startled up on his elbows- Stiles suddenly
sitting perched on the arm rest in a t shirt and boxers staring at him.
"Jesus- where the hell did you come from?!"
Stiles wiggled his nose and shrugged, "Can't sleep with all that noise. Take it
you can't either huh?" Matt rolled his eyes and nodded, sighing as he rubbed
the back of his neck.
"I can be a WHOLE lot quieter than Will, if he's even trying to."
Matt snapped his eyes up to the smiling omega, flushing bright red as he felt
the info almost as an invitation, but let it pass as he cleared his throat.
"Yeah they stopped trying to be quiet a long time ago. Did you wanna take the
couch? It's not as bad compared to being down the hall from-"
"You're going to make me ask for sex? Okay, I would like sex now- like nownow."
Matthews eyes went wide, croaking a short sound as he found himself at an
abrupt loss for words. Stiles brows rose as he waited for an answer, smirking a
crooked grin when the high alpha finally spoke.
"...C-couch or bedroom?"
---
Matthew sat in bed with pillows propped behind his back, holding Stiles hips as
the omega lifted and lowered on his stiff member. He stared at the beautiful
eager thing above him, biting his lip to keep back a growl rumbling in his
chest.
The sex grew heated and rougher in no time, Matthew pushing the omega onto all
fours as he thrust into him with heaving breaths. Stiles grunted with each snap
of Matts hips, biting the sheets as he muffled his pleasured cursing.
Matt snarled and shuddered as he came in the tight vice, Stiles gasping and
moaning at the sudden heat filling him. He continued fucking him as he reached
around and started stroking the omegas cock, licking his lips as he listened to
the gasps and swears he slurred through his panting when he spilled onto the
sheets.
After cleaning up, Matt pulled his gym shorts back on, watching as Stiles
pulled a t shirt over his head to cover his fit lightly tanned torso.
"For someone who claims they're quiet you sure made quite a bit of noise, you
know that?"
Stiles chuckled and jumped down back into bed, putting his hands behind his
head as he grinned at the man. "WellI didn't expect two things- size and
stamina. I think I'm in love."
Matt blushed and smirked, scoffing at the bold forward spoken omega. "See you
at breakfast brat...."
---
Matt stood next to Hannibal at the stove, helping prepare the usual breakfast
scramble and blood sausage.
"So, it's gonna be tough as hell getting used to the kid smelling exactly like
Will- he snuck all the way from the guest room to sitting right on the damn
couch with me and I didn't even know he was there. He's stealthy as fuck, it's
scary how quiet he moves. Like a damn cat."
Hannibal smiled and laughed shortly, "I assume he's still in his defensive
'rogue mode', being crafty and cautious may stick with him until he's
comfortable around us in the strange new environment."
Matthew scoffed and shook his head. "He's comfortable."
"Oh, with you- that I'm sure of. I was slightly thrown off when I came
downstairs and smelled Will all over you." Hannibal winked at the young alpha
and eyed his flustered blush.
"Shut up."
---
Will smelled the food, yawned and rubbed his eyes as he woke, walking out into
the hall just in time to run into Stiles as he came out as well.
The two seemed to sync up when it came to breakfast food now.
"Morning sunshine, have a pleasant fuck last night?" Stiles asked with a
crooked smile as he wrapped an arm around his friends neck. Will gave a
sheepish shy grin as he walked with the other omega, the smile straightening to
parted surprised lips when Stiles leaned in close to whisper in his ear- "I
know me and Matt did~"
"You did not-"
"Shush," Stiles placed a finger over Will's lips and winked at him before they
started down the stairs, Will gawking in disbelief as he followed.
---
Will let the dogs outside and left the door open as he sat at the breakfast
counter beside Stiles, Matthew on the other side already eating his bowl.
"Thanks for breakfast Hanni."
"Yeah, this smells and looks amazing!" Stiles beamed as he accepted his bowl
from Hannibal who smiled and nodded in thanks.
Will took a bite of sausage before Hannibal rounded the counter and gave him a
kiss. He smiled at the alpha and started in on eating.
When Matthew finished he washed his dish and dried it before calling out to
Hannibal, "I gotta get going to sign back in at the precinct doc, I shouldn't
have to do more than desk duty till tonight so just hit me up if you wanna do
anything!"
Hannibal waved from the garden in response and continued caring for the plants.
Stiles watched as Matt picked up a duffel bag and stepped over to Will, the
alpha rustling his hair before giving Stiles a quick pat on the shoulder. "I'll
see y'all around, don't cause any trouble for the old man, he's got a handful."
"Bye Matty~" Will muffled his words with a mouthful of food, swallowing as the
front door shut behind the man.
"Precinct? Is he a cop? Why wasn't I told this, you just let me go on about
being a rogue around a cop?"
Will chuckled, "He's not a trafficking cop, he's a good guy. Though the only
reason we met was cause he kidnapped me and Hannibal almost killed him, but we
got on good terms pretty quick. Long story though, ha."
 
Stiles blinked at that- "Ya'll just get wilder and weirder, y'know that?"
---
Hannibal gave Stiles the duty of mowing the lawn that day to start off his
duties around the house. "Isn't it supposed to rain?" Will asked from the floor
as he sat up a bit to look out the window at the shirtless omega pushing a
mower.
"Tomorrow darling, which is why I made mowing the first chore." Hannibal spoke
as he finished a text to Bill.
"Oh. How much are you paying him?"
"Depends on what he does, for this $80 sounds suitable for the front."
"You're not gonna make him now the back are you?! I like my field!" Will looked
back to Hannibal with worry, the alpha laughing as he shook his head, "If
that's what you want, I wont have him touch it."
Will sighed in relief and laid back on his stomach by the man's feet, smiling
as he rubbed the little grey pit bull pups belly. He giggled when Hannibal
started rubbing his socked foot on his bum. "Weirdo-"
Hannibal grinned and hummed a short laugh as he opened Bill's text.
("Haven't been in contact with either sibling since before Will was born,
possible they had kids. You say this person has the same scent as him? Crazy.
I'm not sure...would you want me to reach out and see if they did?")
Hannibal thought on it for a moment, ("I wouldn't want to force you to contact
anyone you don't want to over it, it's not a crucial situation. I have other
ways I could find out that may take time but I'll let you know as soon as I
find anything out. Thank you Bill. Hope you are doing well, don't stress
yourself with too much at once with the move.")
 
He knew a blood test would be dangerous, that they could notice something about
the results from Will or Stiles that points out their special history and
genetic makeup. But with Matthew's help, he might be able to have a more
discreet way in to acquire the results. 
 
---
 
***** f a m i l y t r e e s & f i r e f l i e s *****
Chapter Summary
     "I think you two have something akin to what Matthew and I had- the
     four of us all coming together by natural unseen fate or instinct
     running on auto pilot without our awareness. Things like a string of
     events somehow melding with our chemistry. Your genetic makeups like
     magnets."
     "Okay...but that's just how we happened across each other then...what
     clues gave you an idea that he was like me in the first place?"
Chapter Notes
     *skids into room* I'm back, I'm full of trash, and I'm sorry <3
     here's a long chapter filled with new stuff old stuff and smut stuff
     :D
     ignore google translate & Hannibal's sex babbles *rolls out*
 
[stiles] [hanni] [matthew] [will]
 
Hannibal left at noon for work, leaving Will and Stiles to themselves at the
house.
Will crawled up from the floor and onto the couch when Stiles came back inside
covered in sweat and grass, leaning over to pet the dogs when they flooded
around his ankles to sniff at him.
"All done?"
Stiles sighed and nodded, too tired to speak he simply gestured toward the
bathroom that he was going to shower. Will smiled and dropped back down to the
cushions, fiddling with his sweatpants strings before deciding to get up.
He heard the showerhead turn on after a door shut, and made his way down the
hall into Hannibal's study. Finding the Stephen King book he had been working
on reading , he sat down in Hannibal's chair and pulled his legs up as he
flipped through to find his spot.
After half an hour Stiles wandered in freshly dressed and clean, "There you
are, am I intruding?"
"No not at all. What's up?"
"Nothin, just wandering around. What's there to do around here?"
Will looked down at his book and folded a corner, setting it down as he
thought. "...um...I really just hang around, play with my dogs and stuff till
Hannibal gets home..."
Stiles almost cringed a bit, frowning as he could see the hint of realization
on the omegas face that he had actually become the type of omega he hadn't
wanted to. His freedom and adventure still a distance away.
"...but you're allowed to do stuff right? You just...don't know what to do?
He's not one of those alphas who wants a house pet, right?"
Will nodded with a small shrug. "I mean I'm allowed to do most stuff, as long
as I'm safe and careful he says."
"Good. Put a shirt and shoes on and let's go."
"Go? Go where?"
Stiles smiled, "Don't worry I'll keep you safe."
---
Will looked back at the house before ducking down into the back of a cab with
Stiles, watching it fade into the trees as they drove off.
They stopped in the city, climbing out as Will handed some cash to Stiles to
hand the driver.
"So...now what?"
Stiles shrugged, "I wanna explore the place! I've never been here, have you?"
Will shook his head, "Just to the precinct whenever I got arrested. I don't
know where it is around here I was always in the back of a car."
"Oh boy. Alright, let's start walking then, when we find a chill place I wanna
talk to you about something."
Will stared at him curiously as he took his hand and began leading him down the
busy sidewalk, strangers weaving around them as they stayed connected.
---
They wandered around shops, stopped in fast food joints to grab snacks, and
played eye-spy for hours, stopping at a bridge over a river once it started to
get dark.
They stood leaning on the rails to look down at the water, a few white boats
with orange glowing lights passing by with rich partying people bustling about
below.
"So what'd you wanna talk to me about?"
Stiles wiggled his nose and looked up at the sky now, holding the rail and he
leaned back. "Well first...that I'm really glad you guys took me in. I mean
despite being a rogue I do appreciate a little luxury now and then. Especially
if I'm not being forced to be basically a slave or breeding object. So...thank
you."
"...you're welcome Stiles."
Stiles chuckled and sighed, "Anyway I..uh...I killed my last alpha. Obviously
before he could mate me."
Will raised his brows, staring at the other omega smiling almost falsely
through the sudden admission.
"...how did you do it?"
Stiles laughed again, shaking his head as he pulled himself back forward
against the bars. "That's the million dollar question."
Wills chest caught at that, the familiarity of it sending him right back to the
alley.
"How did he die, Stiles?"
There was silence between them now, the horn from a boat echoing below masking
the passing cars behind them, wind gusting against their backs as they stood a
foot from one another on the rails.
Stiles licked his lips and looked down again.
"He tried to kill me."
Will blinked a few times, "...and when you screamed he bled to death...didn't
he..."
Stiles snapped his eyes to Will with shock, furrowing his brows at the omega.
"How the fuck did you know that?"
---
Will told him about his past, at least the gist of it without going into
intimate details he'd rather not share. Explaining that he didn't really
understand it himself still but that Hannibal and his father knew more about it
than him.
Stiles stayed quiet at a loss for words through his story.
They crossed the rest of the way over the bridge now, walking side by side.
"So I'm like you? How's that possible if it's such a rare thing?"
"Hannibal might know or have an idea...just know that you're safe with us,
okay?"
Stiles nodded, "I wonder if we could make super babies or something."
Will laughed and rolled his eyes at the other omega.
---
Making their way back off the bridge toward the city, the two startled on the
sidewalk when a siren blared twice behind them, stopping as a cop car pulled up
to the curb with its windows rolled down.
"What the shit are you brats doing out here this late?! Do you know what time
it is?!"
"Matthew!" Will hopped off the curb and leaned over to look in the window, "We
couldn't find your police place, we've been exploring!"
Matt sighed and looked over Will's shoulder at Stiles, the boy curving a short
smile and wave with his other hand pocketed.
"...get in Frodo and Sam. I'll take you to Mordor."
They both perked up excitedly and rushed around to climb in the back of the cop
car.
"Wait am I Frodo or Sam?" Stiles quirked his head with the question, his
fingers wiggling through the gate holes between them and Matthew in front.
"You're Sam, he's Frodo."
"Why am I Frodo?"
"Cause you're annoying and dramatic as fuck."
Will frowned and Stiles cackled at that, tsk'ing as he pinched the other omegas
cheek.
"Yeah okay well that makes you Gollum." Will muttered, both boy's gasping and
giggling when the alpha slammed on the breaks.
"His name is Sméagol. If you're going to insult me at least be fictionally
respectful little Baggins boy."
---
Matthew pulled up to the precinct and let the two omegas out the back, walking
them inside to show them his office.
The other alpha officers watched them walk through, hinting the strange scent
but letting it slide as they gave Matt greeting nods.
Walking down a hall, he rolled his eyes when Will asked "Do y'all have vending
machines back here?"
---
Will plopped down in the rolling desk chair, pulling his knees to his chest as
he grinned and giggled when Stiles hurried over to spin him around.
"Cut it out kids, Jesus Christ your going to knock all my shit over- you, over
there, you, get your feet off my chair. We literally just got through the door
and you've morphed into a god damn tornado!"
The two frowned and quit, Will pulling the desk drawer open to study its
insides.
Sighing as he bit his lip, Stiles looked the alpha over, his cop uniform black
and perfectly fitted to his strong stature with various pins and badges glowing
shined and polished on his chest and shoulders, the dark tie blending in over
the tightly buttoned up top.
Stiles stepped over and suddenly reached in Matthews back pocket when he was
bent over to pick up a paper that had blown off the table from their play.
"What the-"
Stiles grinned and pulled his wallet out, taking a few bills from it and
handing the leather fold back to him. Matt furrowed his brow and watched the
boy round the desk to catch Wills attention with a pat on the head.
"Hm?" Will looked up from toying with a bundle of already hooked together paper
clips, a time passing hobby of Matts.
"I saw a sign at the end of the hall that says 'break room', I bet for sure
there's gotta be food or vending machines in it- go get us whatever looks good
Willy?" Stiles smirked and handed the bundle of wrinkled cash to the other
omega, chuckling as he leapt up, snatched it and hurried out the door.
"You just gave him about 50 bucks for the worst cup of coffee and tasteless
pastries you'll ever-" Matt was cut short when Stiles snatched his black tie
forward, pressing a hard kiss to his lips as he backed him into the metal
closet locker beside the window.
He exhaled heavy through his nose as he dismissed the initial surprise thudding
in his chest, reaching up to hold the sides of the boy's face and return the
pressure against his mouth.
Stiles broke the brief make out to pull back an inch and grinned through light
panting breaths, Matt's eyes wide and eager for more contact as he studied the
omegas bright features.
"I hope you have more than one of these fucking uniforms cause I'm going to
ruin the shit out of this one tonight."
At that Matt gulped, nodding twice with wide eyes before he stammered a
response- the damned brat always seemed to draw his stutter out.

"M-my place?"
---
Will pouted the whole time he waited for the cab, flipping off Matthew and
Stiles from the backseat as it took off.
Matthew rolled his eyes at the grown toddlers departure, feeling only slightly
guilty for stealing away his friend for the night.
---
Hannibal stood from his chair when he smelled Will somewhere nearby. He looked
out the window and saw a cab leaving, but no sign of his omega in the dark
night.
Stepping outside, he followed Wills scent around the side of the house,
furrowing his brow as he found he was also following a trail of shed clothing/
pants, boxers, tshirt, socks and sneakers.
It lead to the backyard, the nude boy sitting a few feet in the tall grass and
flowers that fireflies blinked and floated around.
The tiny lights mimicked the stars above, the omegas head turned up to study
them all with his bare scarred back to Hannibal.
"Will dear...? Are you alright? I got a call from Matthew that you were coming
home alone after you're little adventure with Stiles." Hannibal walked over and
ignored the pollen that dusted and clung to his silk pajama bottoms so he could
stand behind the boy. He raked his fingers through the mess of curls to pull
his head back further and smiled at the bright blue eyes, the colour almost
glowing like the insects pulsing bulbs around them.
"...Hanni...Stiles told me something today. Something I think means, that he's
like me. Is that possible?" Will stared curiously up backwards at his Alpha,
watching the flicker of interest spear across his face.
"What makes you think that, young one? What did he tell you?"
"That he's done bad things like I have to an alpha...that they died the same
way I've killed...bleeding to death from his screams..." Wills eyes seemed
distant below him, Hannibal tilted his head to admire the beautiful sense of
curiosity lingering in his expression.
"Had you told him what you've done? Before he shared this with you?"
"No...I told him some afterwards though...he's as surprised as I am, and
confused. But I don't think he realized that we're as rare we are- he might
think it's kind of like the way you and Matthew are high alphas."
"How do you suppose that?"
"Cause instead of wanting to come back home with me to talk to you about it I'm
pretty sure he and Matty are having role playing sex right now..." Will frowned
up at Hannibal as the alpha continued combing his hair with his fingers, seeing
his brow raise with a chuckle.
"Why aren't you more baffled at this, did...did you already know?" Will turned
now to pull from under the hand, sitting back in the grass facing his mate.
"I had clues...assumptions and made attempts to tie together explanations."
"...clues...like, what?"
Hannibal eyed the boy for a moment before crouching in front of him, resting
his arms on his thighs as he hesitated to share.
"I think you two have something akin to what Matthew and I had- the four of us
all coming together by natural unseen fate or instinct running on auto pilot
without our awareness. Things on a string of events somehow melding with our
chemistry. Your genetic makeups like magnets."
"Okay...but that's just how we happened across each other then...what clues
gave you an idea that he was like me in the first place?" Will asked almost
impatiently, glancing down to see the man reach up and pick a firefly from a
blade of tall grass.
"I don't want you to jump to any conclusions because I'd like to be sure of it
first before speaking any kind of misinformation..." Hannibal gently moved his
hand out, the boy almost going adorably cross eyed as he placed the calm
lighting bug on the tip of his nose- its wings fluttering once as it remained
pliant.
"...but he shares you're exact scent, Will. Which is odd, only sometimes seen
with omegas if they share some sort of family history- and him being about your
age,"
Will gasped and the firefly abandoned the omegas nose, buzzing away from the
suddenly standing nude creature.
"Stiles is related to me?! I have family besides my parents?!"
Hannibal sighed and stood to calm the boy down, "Like I said darling please
don't jump to conclusions until I can know for certain. I'd hate to get your
hopes up and be wrong- I'm going to ask Matthew to somehow get the two of you a
blood test, and a DNA exam to see without anyone being alerted if the results
reveal too much."
"Oh Hannibal that'd be so amazing! I'm so excited, thank you!"
Hannibal grunted when the omega kept up and wrapped his arms around his neck,
accepting the sweet kiss with a sigh.
He smiled and stared at the wide bright grin, running his thumb over the
blushing cheek as he marveled at his bewitching eyes, seeing the hint of
arousal hiding behind the blues and green specks.
"I love you, my exquisite boy."

Will blushed scarlet and huffed a soft sound in approval. "I love you too,
Hannibal. Can we try role play, too?"
Hannibal raised both brows at that, smirking as he carried the nude omega
inside with his legs wrapped around his waist.
"What do you have in mind, sweetheart?"
"I was thinking you could dress up in your old doctor scrubs and we can get me
a cute nurses outfit, you can pick what I wear, but I wanna play that with
you." Will smiled as he held onto the Alpha's shoulders, raising a brow when he
stopped walking and stared wide eyed at him.
"...I...can pick whatever I want you to wear?"
 
Will laughed, "Sure, why not?"
"Oh, I've got a few things in mind."
 
---
Meanwhile back at Matthews house,
Stiles chuckled as he sat with his back against the beds headboard, wrist
cuffed above him on the wooden posts.
Matthew chewed his lip as he stood on his knees on the mattress, pulling his
tie off from his cop uniform and wrapping it gently around the omegas neck.
Stiles grunted when the alpha snagged the fabric tight to pull him forward,
straining as his arms tensed behind his head against the locked cuffs.
He sighed into the kiss, smirking when Matt bit his lip and pushed him back
against the headboard.
"You're so under fucking arrest."
"I'm so not resisting officer Brown."
Matt grunted and slumped his shoulders, "Sergeant, I said I wanna be Sergeant
Brown, Stiles~"
Silted guffawed at that, laughing and craning forward to press a cluster of
kisses to the man's cheek and chin- "Ha oh poor thing, you don't get that
promotion till you put me away."
"Yeah ha-ha, you know, I'm feelin butt hurt now, so you're going on solitary
confinement. Good luck getting out them cuffs brat."
Stiles gawked in disbelief as Matthew climbed off the bed, "Matt-? Matthew! GET
BACK HERE AND SEX ME, I WONT- GOD-"
The door slammed shut behind Matt.
"-dammit."
Stiles sighed and leaned back to look upside down at his chained wrists
becoming numb in the cuffs.
"Always gotta be a smart ass don't ya Stiles."
---
Morning came and Hannibal discussed the blood tests to Matt and planned to have
them taken by the end of the week. Stiles had told Matt about his kill now that
he was aware they knew, claiming a weight lifted off his shoulders from being
able to speak about it finally.
Stiles sat on the couch in Matthews home, cringing as the alpha wiped his arm
with a cold cotton ball to prep him for drawing the blood.
"What's that awful face for I'm wiping you, i haven't even tied the rubber band
on, there's zero pain inflicted on you to call for that face."
"I fucking hate needles man, I hate people touching my veins and poking and
pulling and augh- just, fuck, can't we use spit? I'll spit or piss or whatever
all you want please god don't do this to me." Stiles almost whimpered through
his pleading as he gave the saddest look to the man.
Matt scoffed, "Wowie...sorry kiddo but this is how we gotta do it to be sure."
He frowned as the boy winced and squeezed his eyes shut, drawing his blood to
fill a tube carefully. When he finished he wrapped him up and sat the vile on
the coffee table in front of them.
Stiles opened his eyes and saw the blood filled thing, groaning and dropping
his head back to look away from it.
"Herrnnghod blood is supposed to stay INSIDE the body~"
Matthew grinned and kissed his arm gently over the gauze, "I can't imagine how
you reacted when you did the thing."
"Oh, god, vomit. Vomit- everywhere. Almost passed out cleaning it up, gagged
the whole time. Please hide that thing now."
---
Will was calm, his mind elsewhere as Hannibal drew his blood. He blinked away
from the tv playing a weather report on an upcoming storm, looking at Hannibal
as he licked at the small dot of blood left behind.
He smiled and blushed when the alpha met his eyes, lips still on his arm
tasting the sweet honeyed sampling.
"You're so handsome...I know it's kind of random, but I'm going to use your
words and say, don't jump to conclusions or anything..."
Hannibal licked his lips and sat straight as he remained knelt in front of the
omega, listening patiently.
Will inhaled and wiggled his nose.
"...do you want to mate with me...? Like...the scarier type of mating..."
The alpha felt a single thud skip in his chest, studying the boy's face to
search for his feelings towards his question.
"I only want what you want darling. Whatever and whenever you please. I'm in no
hurry. I know it may not truly be your home, but I want you to feel at home,
safe and sound with no expectations but to be happy. Protected but free. You're
precious to me, so I hope you don't grow too tired of me being overbearing now
and again to keep you sheltered when I feel uneasy."
Will curved a half smile and nodded.
"I am home."
---
Matthew retrieved the paperwork from his trustworthy source outside the
precinct, rushing home to give Stiles the news since the boy stayed another
night at his place.
"Stiles- hey, kiddo look," Matt crouched down to sit beside the tired young man
that groaned as he woke up on the couch.
He held the opened folder out to him and watched his face studying the papers.
"That...that's uh- a lot of words and numbers Matty good job."
Matthew sighed and pointed at the small type in one of the boxes.
"This right here means you're fucking related to Willy. This under here- means
it's not too distant. This beside it- means you're his fucking cousin."
"What, really?!"
"Yeah, so-"
"So we can't make super babies then."
"...fuckin scuse me super what?"
"Nothing, inside joke- that's awesome though! Let's go tell Willy and Hanners!"
---
 
Matthew and Stiles walked up to the front door, Matt using his copied key to
get in.
Stiles startled when Matthew suddenly looked like he walked into a brick wall,
stumbling back a step in the doorway as he threw a hand up over his nose and
mouth with wide eyes.
"Jesus-?!"
"What?! What the hell?!" Stiles grabbed Matthew's arm to try and stop him but
grunted as he pulled away and stepped backwards down the steps outside.
"Uh- we, we need to, not- we can't go in there right now, holy shit- I can't be
around you either kiddo I'm sorry, I really, really gotta...I gotta go, I
can't."
"Matt what the hell?! Where are you going, don't you dare leave me here, you
have the papers too! Come on what's wrong with you?!" Stiles hurried after him
and snatched his wrist to stop him from getting back in his car.
"Stiles...I..." He sighed, "Okay...just...wait inside the kitchen...I'll be out
on the back porch. Just wait for Hannibal to come down and talk to him, tell
him I'm outside okay?"
Stiles looked confused and nodded.
---
Matt groaned as he hung his head in his hands, still able to smell Wills
violently intense heat burning sweet and warm on the air even outside as he was
sure the upstairs bedroom window was open to attempt to cool the boy off.
He lifted his head and tried to walk further out in the field towards the wood
line to get away from it, stopping when he noticed the grass getting shorter.
Looking around he followed the sudden shifted scent leading on the breeze to
find a large patch of flowers, grass and yellow grained foliage flattened,
twisted and built in a circular nest. The petals of the multicolored flowers
were torn to shreds, scattered in the area like splatters of paint.
This is where Will's heat hit him.
He had likely begun nesting as soon as it took over.
Matthew crouched down to pick up a handful of the wrecked grass. He inhaled the
leftover traces of fever and slick, a growl rumbling in his chest as he
imagined it on Stiles since the boy's shared the same scent and makeup.
----
Stiles sat patiently, confused since he couldn't scent Will, only awkwardly
noting Hannibal's firey smokey wood scent burning heavy in the house. Maybe
Matthew was right to want to leave.
He yelped when Hannibal touched his shoulder.
"Fuck! You scared the crud outta me Hanners! S-sorry to bust in here. We had
some news! Matthew is outside and won't come in though."
Hannibal sighed and nodded, looking exhausted and disheveled as he stepped
around the omega to pick up the folder from the breakfast bar counter.
Stiles raised his brows as he looked at the sweat drenched alpha, his hair
tousled in a short attempt to be brushed back with an exhausted hand. He
glanced down his broad strong shoulders and eyed the claw marks running down
his back muscles.
"Issss...everything alright Han-"
"They're cousins- you're cousins? Mano dievas (my god) I knew it...how
interesting. This is wonderful news boy, congratulations you've got family."
Hannibal gave a gentle smile and touched a knuckle to Stiles chin.
"Ha, thanks...um...is this a bad time?"
Stiles worried his eyes after the alpha that rounded the counter to the fridge,
pulling out a bottle of water and chugging it in mere seconds.
Hannibal inhaled deep after gulping the last of it down, crushing the plastic
and dropping in the trash bin with a tired huff.
"It's...it's an interesting time. I'd love to share the news with Will once
he's...awake. Where did you say Matthew is? I'll let him know I'll contact him
soon so he can be there when I do tell him, perhaps we can throw a little
cookout and have drinks to celebrate for you boys."
"Oh, yeah that uh. That sounds great, I'll keep my mouth shut, Matt's outside
in the field."
"Thank you, young one."
Stiles smirked when the man left, raising a brow as he grew curious and stood
to sneak upstairs.
---
Matthews eyes widened as Hannibal approached him not too far from the half made
nest.
He was taken slightly aback by the sight, the usually so well put together
never breaking a sweat intimidating high alpha so tailored and proper was
shirtless, a sheen of sweat coating his skin, hair askew and messed in the back
and bangs disheveled over his dripping wet brow.
"Jesus fucking- he's tearing you to bits in there?! You look like you've been
dragging boulders up a mountain for days! How'd you get him to go into such a
wild heat and why the hell is it the strongest thing I've ever smelled? I
almost went into a fucking horny bastard rage myself when I stepped inside!"
Hannibal scoffed and shook his head, trying to fix his hair with a hand again.
"I'm not entirely sure...he's had simple small heats before, simply his desire
for sex making itself known. But this is...this is theheat...and it's no heat
I've ever witnessed before, it's my first encounter with the rare boy, and I'm
met with quite a challenge. He did have a conversation with me, telling me he
felt like this was his home. I'm assuming that means he no longer wishes to go
back to his old place in the woods...I think that triggered it. And yes...I
might have a heart attack- and I can't feel my back. Is my back still there?"
Matthew choked on a short laugh when the other alpha turned, "You've got a
LITTLE skin left on ya...holy shit..I guess this means I don't need to build
you the hut out in the woods. Hope I get to still be The Godfather of your
crazy offspring?"
Hannibal laughed, "Of course, seeing that Will says so as well."
Mathew smiled and blinked over to the half nest- "..uh, anyway, did Stiles tell
you?"
Hannibal nodded, "Its amazing, I told him we shall throw a little cookout to
give him the big reveal, he likes eating outdoors so it's always a treat for
him when I use the grill. You could give me a hand and Stiles could help with
decorations and all?"
"Yeah hey, that sounds fantastic- I'm going to go now though, I smell him all
over you and it's crossing my wires all sorts of fucking confused and I can't
tell him and Stiles apart and my mind keeps thinking Stiles is in heat and
just- holy god is Stiles gonna be like that? Oh man...okay, I gotta go, you
gotta close that window and turn on a fan buddy, you're gonna get every alpha
in the state at your door with that god damned smell."
Hannibal huffed a tired laugh and patted Matthew on the shoulder, leading him
around the side of the house as they talked.
---
Stiles peeked in the master bedroom, feeling the wet hotness in the air, muggy
and dark as he looked at the large bed.
Will was coiled up tight in a bundle of blankets, pillows stacked around him
like a fort. He walked over and quirked his head curiously at the other omega.
He touched his sweaty curls and watched him whine and turn in the drenched
sheets. "Hey Willy...you look like hell. Damn good looking but still- ha."
Will groaned and whimpered, muttering into a pillow he had half torn apart. The
feathers inside scattered amongst the mattress and other cushions he had
stacked into his nest.
"Wh-where's Hannibal, I need Ha-Hannibal, please, please god...fuck...where the
fuck is he...?"
"I'll get him I'll get him- golly...strange seeing you like this...have fun-
cuz." Stiles smirked as he pressed a quick kiss to his now confirmed cousins
sweaty curls, leaving the room to head back downstairs.
---
After Matthew and Stiles left, Hannibal returned to the bedroom.
Within moments inside, Will had pulled him into the bed and attacked him with
fevered eager kisses and bites, moaning and whimpering as he muttered dizzy
pleas for the alpha to mate him for the 23rd time.
Hannibal snarled when the omegas canines clamped down in his shoulder muscle,
huffing as his love rode his lap so desperately. He gripped Wills hips tight to
rock him back and forth hastily, the two panting into each other's mouths as
the head board thumped rhythmically harder and faster behind Hannibal's aching
back.
"Mano gražus berniukas, kad tu būsi mano mirtimi, hff..fuck, Aš ketinu daryti
viską, ką galiu patenkinti tavo meilę- oh god, Will, Tu esi puikus ne tik
žodis, dievas prakeikė jį!"
"Aš tave myliu~ Hanni!"
Hannibal's eyes shot wide as he heard the well done Lithuanian from his omega's
panting whimpers, his hips stalling and strong hands bearing down hard enough
to bruise his pale waist- he held Will down on his lap as he shuddered a
surprised groan. Will gasped and wrapped his arms tight around Hannibal's neck,
arching his back to press their chests together as he was filled and knotted so
intensely.
"Oh-god, Will my beautiful...hf...fucking, beautiful..." Hannibal heaved as he
panted shakily through his pleasure, Will whining against his ear as his own
member spilled a steady stream of finish onto his Alphas stomach.
Will shivered and repeated the foreign words in a dazed whisper over and over,
each one growing slower and quieter as the omega finally, after days of this,
drifted to sleep.
Hannibal licked his lips and closed his eyes when he felt the young thing's
chest stop heaving, the slow breaths a sign of his slumber he leaned his head
back on the headboard- keeping Will knotted and wrapped in his arms.
"Aš tave myliu, my Will..." Hannibal swallowed exhaustively and imagined what
their child could be like if this one heat was enough to bring one into their
life.
Something worried him when he thought of how protective he'd feel over the
offspring- not wanting a single predator near him if he was anything like his
Will.
 
***** g i f t s & m i n t s *****
Chapter Summary
     There's a strange scent lingering in random spots of Hannibal's home.
     He can't bring himself to sniff the dogs with intent to figure out
     it's source, so leaves it be...for now.
     Luckily it's not a bad scent.
Chapter Notes
     You guys- I gave Matt a copper scent like a thousand chapters ago and
     just know realized I made a funny cause he's a cop.
     *snickers*
     Sorry I've had like...a month between chapters, I've been all over
     the place lately :c
 [stiles] [matthew] [hanni]
 
Hannibal got home early from work one night, relieved a client had excused
themselves for a dinner party. He had grown tired from dealing with Will’s
suddenly swapped sleeping schedule. The omega would sleep through the day and
get up in the middle of the night for attention, whether it be from Hannibal or
from the dogs.
 
Somehow Stiles had become habituated to staying the nights at Matthew's place,
every now and again coming to Hannibal's home to do chores in order to acquire
his own little savings he claimed for emergencies. Will complained often about
missing his friend when he found himself awake at night, but was overjoyed
whenever the other omega would join him over online late-night video games for
fun.
 
He sat his briefcase down to the entry table and stopped, sniffing the air.
There's the strange aroma of mint he's been catching now and again. He could
never peg where it was coming from, if it was lingering or if it was emitting,
but it smelled wonderful. Like a surprise treat to stumble upon when walking
through the house. He simply assumed Will must be using a new shampoo for the
dogs- the wandering things changing sleeping nests so often it must be sticking
in their abandoned spots.
 
Winston and Winter both were sitting at the downstairs bathroom door, whining
and looking to Hannibal as he approached.
"Is Will in there, darlings? Come now, move along." He gestured them off and
they barely moved, only shifting away to allow him access to the door.
Before Hannibal knocked, he stopped and listened when Will suddenly shouted
behind it.
 
"No, I DON’T understand why! I'm tired of this!"
 
Hannibal took a step back, realizing Will was on the phone, considering giving
him privacy. He frowned when the yelling continued.
 
"I don’t care, I want to know where mom is and I- I don't want to see you until
you decide to show me an ounce of proof that she's alive and cares about me at
ALL!...I have to go, Hannibal is going to be home in an hour and I'd rather not
look like I've been crying all day because of you!"
 
Hannibal straightened when the door flung open, frowning at the startled boy.
Will had gasped, the tip of his nose and cheeks flushed bright red and streaked
with tears. Wide blue watery eyes tired beneath furrowed brows and bedraggled
curls.
 
"Will I'm sorry-" He grunted when the omega suddenly stepped into the hall and
threw himself into a hug, wrapping his arms around him for comfort as Will
began sobbing with his face hidden in his chest.
 
"It's okay lovely, I've got you...you'll be okay...let's get you some tea and
possibly rest to try and fix your bodies clock...hm?"
 
Will nodded and sniveled, closing his eyes when the alpha placed a loving kiss
to the top of his head.
 
---
 
Hannibal managed to feed a third cup of chamomile tea to Will, beyond satisfied
when he finally went to sleep before 10.
He climbed into bed after leaving Will’s father a message in hopes of him
returning his call of concern- sure that Will truly didn't mean for his father
not to come.
Sitting up on his elbow he reached out and pushed the chaotic curls aside his
pale brow- studying the blush that grew and remained across his cheeks.
 
He couldn't get the omegas tired disheartening expression out of his head, the
tears and frustrated tremble on his voice from yelling on the phone. He hated
seeing his mate hurting, knowing understandably his reason for not trusting
anyone's word so easily. Trying to forget the heartbreaking moment, Hannibal
moved down in the bed, pushing blankets down and tucking the other end under
Will's waist. He wrapped his arms around him and rested his head on Will's bare
torso.
Sniffing, he quirked and turned to press his lips to his rib cage, grazing the
tip of his nose down the soft skin to stop at his stomach- sniffing again. He
blinked wide eyed and lifted his head in shock.
 
The mint again.
 
---
 
Will stretched his arms out as he woke, pausing when he noticed the alpha
curled up with his head on his stomach- purring in his sleep.
He had never heard this particular purr from Hannibal, light and feathered as
he breathed against his skin. Remembering his emotional conversation with his
father the night before, he gasped and looked at the bedside table to see the
cell phone sitting just out of reach.
 
Shit. He's so sweet like this...
 
"H-Hannibal...? Hannibal..." Will nudged the man gently, deciding he was deep
enough in his dreams to try and scoot a bit in order to reach the phone.
 
Stretching his torso at the odd angle and straining his arm, he gasped again,
sharper and in surprise when a shock shot through his nerves. The sudden pain
forced him immediately out of the reach, curling back to his position with a
whimper.
 
Hannibal had reacted instantly at the sound, sitting straight up and looking
wide eyed at the omega as he placed a quick hand on his chest to steady him.
 
"Will- what's wrong?"
 
Will blinked up at the alpha in slight bewilderment, noticing the strange sense
of overly heightened concern in him. "N-nothing? I was trying to reach for the
phone without waking you and I think I pulled a muscle. I guess I'm getting out
of shape. What...what's with you? You look like you had a nightmare..."
Hannibal sighed into the boy's gentle hand that cupped his jaw, staring down at
the tired blue eyes below him. He realized despite how much Will had been
sleeping lately, a shadow of dark circles under his eyes were slowly growing
more and more visible each day.
 
"I must have...I don't remember it. Would you still like to use the phone,
love?"
 
Will shook his head after considering it for a moment, deciding to call his
father later since chances were he wasn’t even awake for breakfast yet. "I was
just gonna play games on it...I'll just let the zombies raid my camp...I'd
rather sit here and look at you." Hannibal studied the sweet smile Will gave,
the innocent tired thing he cherished so much a simple ray of beauty beaming up
at him. He leaned down and kissed the smiling lips, smiling himself now when
the boy parted them and began exploring with his tongue.
A growl rose in his chest as he crawled over the omega fully to return the
passionate tasting as he ran his fingers through soft unkempt curls.
 
He stifled a short-surprised grunt when Will's hand slid down his chest and
into his pajama bottoms, the gentle fingers wrapping around to begin stroking
the already interested member.
 
Will broke their makeout to stare up at the alphas panting lips, smiling as he
began jerking him off a bit faster. Hannibal huffed and furrowed his brow,
looking down for a moment to see the hand buried in his bottoms hastening pace-
then back to the beautiful boy's captivating eyes.
 
They kissed again, Hannibal unable to keep from breathing heavily into the
omegas parted lips as he was stroked so skillfully by his lover.
 
A whisper against his skin sent heated chills through his nerves...
 
"Come for me, Hannibal~"
 
At that he did, arching over closer, spilling in his bottoms with a deep
shuddered groan as Will kissed the corner of his panting mouth. "Mm...good
boy." Will smirked as Hannibal huffed and sat back up some to look at him. "V-
viešpatie pasigailėk...where did that wonderful gift come from my love?" Will
chuckled softly and sighed as he removed his wet hand from the ruined pajama
bottoms. "You were so lovely sleeping on me...I had to balance the sweetness
with some filth before I got a cavity." Hannibal raised a brow and watched as
the omega licked his palm clean.
 
"...I'm madly in love with you. Would you like me to return the favor my
flower?"
 
Closing his eyes, Will gave another smile, a more tired one at that as he
gently shook his head no.
 
"I'm fine Hanni...I'm really tired though...I hope you don't mind I skip
breakfast...?"
 
Hannibal worried his eyes over the boy, agreeing to let him go back to sleep as
he watched him do so. He showered and dressed to pass some time. When he felt
Will was distant enough in his slumber, he moved down to ghost his lips over
the taut stomach skin, inhaling to search for the scent again. It was faint
this time, but there.
 
A sweet mint aroma lingering through the muscle and skin.
 
---
 
Hannibal looked up from cooking a small breakfast when the front door opened
across the house, Matthew stepping through and leaving it unlocked behind him.
 
"Hey ol' man, what's crackin? Whoa, that's...not a lot of food, where's the
buffet chef? I demand to talk to a manager, sir." Matthew sat down at the
breakfast bar, wearing his uniform from a night shift just finished.
 
"Will hasn't been sleeping properly and keeps missing breakfast. It started to
become wasteful watching the boy tossing so much leftovers to the dogs."
Matt furrowed his brow, "Will? Hasn't had BREAKFAST? In how long? That kid
fucking runs on the stuff like fuel, are you sure he ain't sick?"
 
"...I'm not sure. It wouldn't be too wise to take him to a hospital, so I'm
thinking of giving him an exam myself here at home. Seeing that he doesn't
fight me on it of course. He despises when I turn into his doctor. Well- in
serious situations that is." Hannibal smirked to himself as he pushed the
scramble into a bowl and handed it to Matthew, remembering an interesting night
of Doctor/Nurse role play with the boy.
 
Matt squinted at the man's face.
 
"Good GOD man, did you just tell me you gave him a prostate exam in bed? AND
hand me food at the same time? I need to start eating somewhere else."
 
Hannibal scoffed on a hard laugh and shook his head to dismiss the foul
expression on the cops face.
 
"You sick bastard." Matt added.
 
"If I was informed correctly you had a similar experience in the very outfit
you're wearing now with young Stiles- something about handcuffs and night
sticks?"
 
"JESUS HANNIBAL DO YOU HAVE PERSONAL BOUNDARIES OR ARE WE LAYING OUR DICKS ON
THE TABLE RIGHT NOW?"
 
---
 
 
Hannibal looked at Matt as they both sat out back by the garden, the cop
uniform top unbuttoned and open with tie loosened hanging over his undershirt-
holster settled in the patio table top.
 
"So where is your Stiles this morning?"
 
"Oh, sleeping in. Guess him and Will really are alike in a million freaking
ways. I got an easy night shift on highway patrol so I'm pretty awake. We doing
the cousin reveal BBQ tomorrow right? We can only claim the results are taking
forever for so long, ha." Matthew cracked a beer open as he propped his legs up
on the short whicker foot rest, looking to Hannibal for confirmation.
"Mm, of course."
 
Matt quirked a brow at the short answer.
"You look like you got something on your mind Doc. Care to share?"
 
"...I don't want this to sound too out of the ordinary or be misconceived in
any unintentional form, but I have a request for you I'd like you to do to help
me."
 
"Oh boy...who ticked you off, do I need to whip out the tool bag?"
 
Hannibal smiled and sighed, "Not today. I need you to as discreetly as
possible, if the boy is asleep still which I'm sure he is..."
Matt sat forward, his interest peaked and patient.
 
"...smell him."
 
"Smell him. I smell him all the time, Hannibal I smell him on Stiles for god
sake, what-"
 
"Close to him. You may have to place your mouth on his skin."
 
Matt clicked his jaw and inhaled,
"...didn't see that one coming."
 
---
 
Matthew stepped in the bedroom quietly, looking to the omega laying in the
center of the piles of satin pillows and silk linens. His arm raised and bent
to rest behind his head while the other laid splayed out over the sheets.
 
He frowned as he got closer, seeing the tired crescent shapes darkening under
his lashes. Leaning over and placing his hands on the covers, he slid a knee on
the edge of the mattress, studying Will's face.
 
Sniffing over his torso, he stopped at his stomach and lowered his nose closer
to graze his lips over the pale (somehow paler than usual) skin. He caught the
mint scent.
He scrunched his nose and stood back straight, squinting at Will before leaving
the room.
 
---
 
Will opened his eyes when the door shut, whining with a tired grunt and turned
on his side. He turned a bit back when he scented Matthew's coppery blueberry
presence lingering.
 
"...Matty?"
 
 
---
 
Stiles climbed out of the cab and skipped a few steps as he jogged up the
walkway to Hannibal's front door, hovering his knuckles before deciding to just
twist the knob and go in.
He smirked as it was discovered unlocked- typical of Matt when visiting.
 
Rummaging through the fridge, he leaned back and checked to see that Hannibal
and Matthew were still outside on the patio, then pulled out the necessities
for a sub sandwich before kicking the door shut.
 
He startled with a yelp as he dropped the wrapped lettuce, "Jesus Willy you
scared me! Want a sub? You look like shit." Will rolled his eyes and padded
over barefoot in his green pajama bottoms, shirtless and disheveled. He
stretched his arms up and cringed at the ache in his back while he entered the
kitchen. "I'm not hungry...thanks. Did you ask-" Will blinked wide eyed when
Stiles suddenly dropped everything and stumbled back a few steps, his
expression wild and bewildered as if he'd seen a ghost.
 
"Stiles what the fuck?"
 
"Me what the fuck?! YOUwhat the fuck! What the fuck is that?!" Stiles voice was
panicked, pointing at the other omegas bare flat stomach as he held his other
hand over his nose and mouth.
 
"I'm..fucking sorry, what the hell are you talking-"
 
"There's something IN there, dude, are you pregnant?! Willy, you're fucking
pregnant, there's a kid in there!"
 
Will scrunched his brow and squinted at Stiles, looking down when the omega got
close to kneel and press his ear to his naval.
"Stiles?! Cut it out! I am not! God that's creepy!"
 
Stiles stood back up after sniffing at his abdomen while Will shoved and
swatted at him. "I'm sorry but...I've never smelled any kind of scent on you
since I've met you- and there's something very minty going on inside you Willy.
Like, burning my nostril hairs off minty. Plus I don't know why, but I know
it's not being nice to you at ALL. Must be why you look like hell."
 
Will could only stand in shock and confusion. How could Stiles know if he had
no clue himself? Should he check for himself through a doctor? Hannibal would
never let him go. Did Hannibal know and not tell him? Why couldn't he tell? And
what did Stiles mean by not being nice to him?
 
"Hey, snap out of it- I didn't mean to out ya, shit I mean I'm just as shocked
but...I feel like as soon as I smelled it I got way too much information about
it."
 
"...Stiles you better not be joking with me...what are you talking about- get
out the kitchen." Will grabbed Stiles arm and dragged him out and down the
hall.
 
---
 
"I'm not joking buddy, I've been around pregnant omegas before but nothing like
yours. I'm guessing cause we're both-" Stiles paused to avoid saying cousins,
"-the rare weirdos, so, weird connection shit I guess."
 
"Okay...keep talking." Will looked down and ran his hand over his flat muscles,
trying to focus on the words coming out of Stiles mouth.
 
"Uh...well, it's like instead of the omegas I knew getting preggo and glowing
like the sun and all that crap- the little nugget in you seems to be sucking
the damn life force out of you. It's super weird being able to smell you right
now. Like seeing your friends mom naked on accident- feels wrong." Stiles
exaggerated a shiver and stepped closer again to sniff at him.
 
"Stop doing that! Fuck...so...so, what do I do? What the hell am I supposed to
do Stiles? I don't know shit about kids, oh my god I'M A KID-"
 
"Well, shoulda had him plug that funnel before he stuck it in the tunnel. You
know- stopped the stream before he creamed...wrapped it before he slapped it.
Covered the stump before ya humped~"
 
"I GET IT STILES."
 
"No glove no love man. Ok I'm done."
 
"Do you and Matty wear anything?"
 
"Hey now we're here today talking about YOU let's not get off topic, have you
been puking?"
 
"No...just sleeping a lot."
 
Stiles scrunched his brow, "...you've been sleep- okay, then this little mint
leaf is seriously doing you some damage cause you look like you don't know what
sleep is. We need to tell them, you can't act all skittish about this,
something must be different with our types when it comes to this stuff and we
don't know shit about it. It could be dangerous. I'm surprised he hasn't told
you- you got in the kitchen and it hit me like a brick wall."
 
Will frowned and nodded, his hand instinctively remaining on his abdomen as he
followed Stiles out through the home.
 
How is he supposed to tell his dad he's going to be a grandfather? Hey papa
welcome home, do you think it's going to be a boy or girl?
 
---
***** t r e e s & t i l e s *****
Chapter Summary
     Sniffling with teary eyes, Will’s voice was muffled in the position.
     "Stiles keeps freaking me out sniffing me and stuff..."
Chapter Notes
     *tries to catch pencil but falls out of chair*
     what am I doinnnnnng
[Matthew] [Will] [Stiles] [Hannibal]
 
 
Hannibal stood and glanced from Matthew to Will when he and Stiles came out
onto the back patio, the cloudy day keeping the brick stone area cooled beneath
Wills bare feet.
"Will, is everything okay?"
"Why do you ask that? Because you knew and just wanted to keep it from me until
when? Until you felt like a big man about it? Just let me feel dumb for not
knowing my own body? Cause I've got enough of that!"
 
The two alphas looked confused and made short eye contact before looking back
to the two omegas. Stiles sucked on his teeth awkwardly and stared at his
sneakers with wide eyes. "...Didn't mean go outside and start ripping them new
ones’ kiddo." He mumbled.
"Will are you saying-" Matt started and paused when Stiles cleared his throat
and gave him a look- the bad idea, look.
"I'm saying if Stiles said my pregnancy scent hit him like a ton of bricks from
six feet away there's no way YOU didn't know from practically ZERO inches away
every single night!"
 
"Will dear, calm down please-"
 
A harsh scoff from Will, "Wow poor choice of words, try again."
"Okay...I promise you love, I can barely smell it. It was like smelling a
candle from another end of the house, it's very faint and I only just last
night found out it was coming from you. I had assumed it was the dogs or a new
shampoo you used on them. Then I had Matthew go up to double check while you
slept and-"
 
"You had Matty come sniff me in my sleep?!"
"You SNIFFED him while he was ASLEEP?" Stiles snapped with a look that Matt
knew said so much.
 
Pinned with Stiles glare, Matthew gulped, "Doc, fucking really? Ask me for a
favor again, please fucking do. Stiles, kiddo he asked me to, I couldn't say no
he's a scary dude. Did I tell you he beat me up once? He's got fists like small
semi-trucks, I didn't go down though- I wobbled a bit but I didn't go down."
 
Hannibal was just about to ignore Matthew's excuses and mild panic but blinked
at the last part- turning to look at the other alpha.
"I'm sorry you most certainly did, in fact along with a dresser that you had to
replace."
"Sure but I was this close to taking you out before Will here-"
 
"I'M - P R E G N A N T!" Will cried out furiously to break the squabbling,
stomping his foot as his voice echoed. Brick beneath his heel cracked down to
the edge as the rest of them startled back a step from the unexpected force.
With a gasp, Stiles head snapped in the direction of the field when a distant
popping sound faintly followed- birds scattering from the trees and into the
sky.
 
A brief second passed as they were all frozen in shock before Hannibal lunged
forward to catch Will. The omega’s knees buckled and eyes rolled back as he
dropped to the ground.
Matthew rushed over to help as well, while Stiles stood wide eyed watching the
two cradling and trying to wake the boy up.
 
After a moment of initial puzzlement, Stiles slowly walked away, glancing back
to see them carry him inside. He followed the large crack in the stones and
bricks, stepping down into the garden area to see the dirt and vegetable
pickets in each row thrown out of place. Further out into the field he stalked
the path of ruined earth and plants, stopping at the wood line.
A tree at the end of the path of destruction was split, bark and branches
cracked and torn from its root 20 feet up with shattered fragments thrown to
the ground surrounding it.
 
"...that's one scary baby."
 
---
 
Matthew handed a hot damp rag to Hannibal and sat on the arm of the couch,
eyeing the unconscious omega as the man placed it on his forehead. "...put this
on him." He pulled the throw blanket from the back of the couch and tossed it
over Will's body so Hannibal could cover and tuck him in it.
"...Doc, he didn't even scream. Not like he used to. He like, got some volume
in there but that didn't affect us like the other times, what the fuck just
happened?"
Hannibal just shook his head and stared at the boy, running his thumb over his
cold cheek before checking his pulse to feel the light beating.
 
"Guys you gotta go see what he did to this big ass tree-"
 
"Stiles, obviously you're much more sensitive to his situation, what can you
tell us?"
Stiles stopped and looked at Hannibal then to Will with a frown, "Uh...that the
kid should be named the Hulk, cause it tore a tree almost dead in half from
like a gazillion yards away."
Mattew’s brows rose, eyes wide and looked to Hannibal as the alpha stood with a
perplexed expression. "Your saying the child did this?"
With a shrug, Stiles scratched at the back of his neck, feeling the pressure of
informing them about something he really wasn’t fully sure about. "Well kinda,
it’s like…Will got upset and the little mint leaf didn't like it so…it threw a
fit? Best way to describe it?"
 
"You’ve got to be fucking joking me-" Matt threw his legs off the edge to stand
and walk away running his hands through his hair, "-this thing can't be more
than a week into existence, you guys created a monster, it's going to kill us
as soon as its born IF it doesn't before then. Do you know what babies do? They
SCREAM AND CRY, ALL-THE-TIME! We're so dead-"
"Matthew calm down. Stiles, is the child harming Will?"
Stiles shrugged again, deeper with a bit of frustration. How was he suddenly
the all-mighty-knowing one? "I mean it'd be dumb for me to say no seeing as
he's blacked out on the couch right now. I'd say more like using him up. I
don't think it's trying to kill him or anything cause I mean, I don't know man
I've only been around a few preggos before and obviously he's not like them so
I'm not a pro. I just feel a few weird things as far as I can tell probably
cause we're cousins."
 
"W-we're cousins...?"
 
They all spun around to see Will sitting up drowsily on the couch, the poor
thing looking half like death as he furrowed his brows exhaustedly at the
group.
 
"God DAMN IT STILES!" Matt shouted and smacked Stiles shoulder.
 
"HE WAS UNCONSCIOUS TWO FUCKING SECONDS AGO!"
 
---
 
Later in the day Hannibal had insisted Matthew and Stiles help themselves to
dinner while he stayed upstairs with Will.
 
The omega laid on his side with his back to Hannibal in the center of the bed,
holding the cell phone by his face while he talked to his father. Hannibal was
curled around him, cradling him in his arms with his nose resting in the soft
head of curls.
 
"...okay, I love you too daddy. You promise you'll be here this
weekend?...good...text or call me please. Ok, bye."
 
Will hung up and sighed, turning himself over to look at Hannibal. "I feel bad
I ruined y'alls surprise. It's crazy my daddy didn't know I even had a cousin.
Do you think...he'll be upset about me being pregnant?"
 
"Mm, don't worry about it lovely, we can still have the barbecue. And I'm sure
he's going to be ecstatic, he was very happy to learn about Stiles I can only
imagine his joy to find out his family is growing. I'm glad you called him for
a number of reasons, you were quite the clever boy asking about your mothers
pregnancy. Unfortunate that it's only half informative since the different
circumstances but at least we have some clues to help you feel better."
"...I don't think fresh air and healthy food is going to make a huge
difference...you already feed me healthy food and I spend half my days in the
field..."
 
"True, but when's the last time you ate more than a few bites of food? Spent
more than a few minutes out back with the dogs? Darling you've stopped walking
them, you spend so much time in bed trying to re-cooperate energy that you
aren't properly getting."
 
Will rubbed his face and turned back away from him. "I'm too tired to work on
not being tired, Hannibal...I don't understand it. Why did I black out, not to
mention ruining your garden and the patio...I don't know what happened, I
don't-"
Hannibal frowned as he could sense the young man’s agitation growing, so he
stopped him quickly. Gently pulling him in his arms and kissing his ear, he
hushed him to quiet as he moved his lips down the side of his neck to his
shoulder.
 
"Will, stop worrying about anything...I want you to tell me how you're
feeling...physically and emotionally..."
 
As much as the Alpha was trained to conceal his emotions, he was open enough
around Will that it sometimes failed. Will caught a hint of upset in Hannibal's
tone, the concern was a wall around his true question.
"...you're not worried I don't want this, are you?"
 
Hannibal stared at the omega, connecting with the bright eyes that turned to
look over a pale shoulder. The colours were even brighter above the dark rings.
Will took the silence as an answer of skeptical apprehension.
"I'm just scared, Hannibal...it's hard for me to be happy if I’m scared...I'm
scared of messing up. I’m scared of what it’s doing to me…or what it could do
to you and Matty. I’m fucking…I’m fucking terrified, Hannibal~"
Alarm rang throughout Hannibal’s nerves when his boy began sobbing, his
instincts screaming to immediately coddle the poor thing. His heart ached at
the sound. “Will, sweetheart no...” He pulled the omega into a tight hold and
pressed his lips to the chaos of curls. “My love, you’re going to be perfect-
it’s going to be perfect. We’ll do this together, and you’ll have all the
support you need…you’ll have your father soon, you have me, Matthew and now
even your own cousin to help.”
Will shuddered and tried to stop crying as he covered his face, nodding into
Hannibal’s thick chest.
 
"You're always perfect, Will. Whatever happened outside today…it didn’t hurt
any of us. It’s only you we have to be concerned about. With that, we’ll do
everything we can to make it better. To make you better."
 
Sniffling with teary eyes, Will’s voice was muffled in the position.
"Stiles keeps freaking me out sniffing me and stuff..."
 
Hannibal chuckled at the adorable complaint, his nerves finally calming down
from the boiling concern over his disheartened lover. "I can't wait till it's
grown enough for me to smell what he's smelling in you, he seems overwhelmed by
it. I feel like it's teasing me on purpose with such a faint scent."
Will smiled and grunted with another sniff. “You’re lucky you smell it at all…"
 
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Matt pushed his toolbox aside after pulling a chisel and hammer out, (true
toolbox that is, non murder weapon filled) crouching down to chip the broken
kitchen tiles up.
Observing the task being taken care of, Stiles stood over the shirtless alpha
and waited to be handed the next piece. When he was he dropped it in a garbage
bag and repeated the simple chore.
 
"I gotta say it's extremely entertaining watching you do work like this half
naked. You're getting your uniform bottoms all dirty with the tile dust though-
you should take them off too."
"Ha - ha, I've got a washing machine that works." Matt grunted and broke the
next chipped tile free to hand to the omega.
"Right and a dryer that you have to run four times for it to properly heat up.
Can you remind me again why you don't take advantage of being a high alpha and
making easy bank?" Stiles asked with a smirk. He stepped closer to brush the
white powder Matthew had accidentally raked into his hair with dirty hands.
"Because-" Matt grunts again when another breaks loose. "-I grew up alone,
living like a raccoon digging in dumpsters, passed around orphanages that
didn't give a rats ass if kids went missing or ran away or god forbid got
stolen. I know how to live without and what I have…” Another grunt, “-keeps me
humble." Matt sighed and looked at the short line of ruined kitchen tiles left
to break up, glancing up at Stiles before clearing his throat.
Slightly surprised at the new information, Stiles blinked at him and chewed his
cheek, unsure what to say. The last thing he had expected to learn when finally
getting a peek into Matthew’s past was that he was a homeless orphan. What kind
of high alpha parents abandoned their kid with the type of support and money
they had? Unless he wasn’t abandoned. He decided to let it go for now, pegging
it as a note for later conversation.
“Oh…Matt, I…”
Matthew cut him off to avoid the awkward recovery. "Anyway, if you want, I can
get us a new dryer, I never minded it but-"
 
"Us?" Stiles smiled and noticed the scarlet that burned across the alphas
cheeks and nose, bringing out the sunburnt freckles to become even more
noticeable.
"I uh…I mean...you've kinda moved in without us really needing to talk about
it...right?" Matthew stood and dusted his knees off, keeping his eyes nervously
on Hannibal's damaged kitchen floor.
Stiles grinned and got closer, sneaking a quick kiss to his jaw, "Right."
 
Matt blushed again, watching the omega bend over and pick up a stray chunk of
floor tile. He raised a brow at the short display of his rear and followed him
as he sat the bag down, helping himself to the fridge.
 
"You okay with me saying that you're moved in with me then?" Matthew continued
the conversation. His uncertainty battled him as he wanted to make sure the
young omega was really saying what he thought. He joined him by the counter and
wrapped his arms around Stiles waist, stopping him from his search.
 
"Yeah of course. You okay with me saying I certainly would appreciate if you
let me see what you've got locked up in that basement?"
 
Matt blinked and sighed as he kissed his neck, "...I already told you it's a
shitty thrown together spare bedroom, used to be for my roommates back when I
was in the academy with them."
Stiles pulled out the same sandwich ingredients he didn't get around to using
before and gave Matt a look as he sat them down to the counter. "You have three
floors in your skinny ass apartment- you've got a lounge by a bay window on the
top, a master bed and bath on the second and a guest bed and small office room
on the first with a guest bathroom. Who would chose the basement out of all the
options?"
"The basement is frikken huge ok it's a nice space-"
"Then why is it bolted up?!"
 
Matt rolled his eyes and scoffed, too tired to argue. "Okay, I'll unlock it to
make you happy. I lock it up cause there's a window down there someone broke in
through before and I'd rather they get trapped down there than rob the place."
Ignoring the fact that the alpha had about 16 different excuses, Stiles nodded.
"Okay weirdo. I'll just ask the old lady next door, she's always sweet and
honest when I talk to her. Unlike YOU."
Matt groaned and dropped his head against the omegas shoulder. "Please help me
fix Will's mess after we eat. Can I have salami on mine?"
 
Stiles laughed- "I don’t remember offering to make you a sandwich.”
"What? Pleaaaase?"
"You left me cuffed to the bed for like an hour. No."
"You’re still on that!? That was like two weeks ago!"
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