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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Hannibal_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Will_Graham/Hannibal_Lecter
  Character:
      Hannibal_Lecter, Will_Graham
  Additional Tags:
      #JustFuckMeUp, JustFuckMeUp, Incest, Anal_Sex, Sibling_Incest,
      Pedophilia, For_one_person_only, Possessive_Hannibal, Hannibal_is
      Hannibal, Hannibal_is_18, Will_is_14, Explicit_Sexual_Content,
      Manipulation, Some_I_guess, Mildly_Dubious_Consent, I_would_consider_it
      that, Will_has_been_doing_this_with_Hanni_for_a_while, I_Blame_Tumblr, I
      need_help_perhaps, Praise_Kink, Hannigram_-_Freeform, Underage_Sex,
      Consensual_Underage_Sex, Mentioned_Murder, Mentioned_Cannibalism
  Series:
      Part 5 of #JustFuckMeUp_Compilation
  Collections:
      #JustFuckMeUp_Kink_Fest
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-06-10 Words: 1383
****** Big Brother Knows What's Good ******
by Watermelonsmellinfellon
Summary
     Hannibal was a good big brother and he always looked out for his
     little brother. Always.
     #JustFuckMeUp
Notes
     So I have a Hannigram incest fic already, but it's a kind of,
     separated during early childhood and meet 35 years later not knowing
     they are related until Hanni gets Will imprisoned on false charges
     sort of thing. It's a trip! Literally, so much drama because Will is
     trans and different than Hannibal expected and both are romantically
     inclined sort of but Will wants nothing to do with Hannibal and
     Hannibal won't accept that. The fic is called 'I Am Mischa No
     Longer'.
     I wanted to do an incest one where the ages are fucked up and creepy
     and there is none of this personal hurt between them. So yay me!
See the end of the work for more notes
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The matron could not know of their trysts. Hannibal was very good at keeping
his life a secret and when he wanted something to remain hidden, it stayed that
way.
When he and his little brother Will had been brought to the orphanage after the
deaths of their parents, he’d been hardened and dead set on keeping his darling
little brother away from anyone and anything that could cause him any harm.
For years, Hannibal acted as the guide the younger child needed in his life.
The absence of a parental figure had already messed his emotional growth up.
Hannibal tried to be a good leader. Someone to look up to. The fact was, his
little brother was four years his junior and while Hannibal was mature for his
age, was certainly not as good as a mother or father would be.
And when the people came around looking for a little boy - because children
Hannibal’s age were far too old to be cute anymore - they would always find
Will to be perfect for them.
His chocolate curls and doe like blue eyes were awash with the innocence of
childhood. In fact, Will’s appearance was so youthful he was often mistaken to
be younger than he truly was. At the age of fourteen he still looked ten.
Hannibal sabotaged every prospective adopter because he would not see himself
parted from his sibling. They were all the other had in life and Will had
certain… needs that others could not provide him with. People did not want to
understand him fully and because of that, no one was worthy of him.
Hannibal only had to wait a month more before he was old enough to be
considered an adult. Then he would only have to take custody of his little
brother.
Hannibal had managed to get he and his brother entered into a prestigious
school simply by their advanced intelligence for a scholarship. Hannibal had
found them a good job assisting one of the professors whenever they needed
help.
Cleaning someone’s acre long home for one hundred dollars each, every two
months, was a blessing on the two. Hannibal had saved the money, joined a few
bets, and even gotten financial advice in the stock market. For two orphans who
had once had the prospects of going nowhere, they were pretty well set if they
decided to go jobless for the next five years.
Once he was old enough, he could lay claim to all the assets that belonged to
his parents, including their modest, three bedroom home that had not been sold
in the years it sat dormant.
And once they were on their own, Hannibal was certain that things would be
easier. Much easier.
Certain proclivities that the brothers shared would not need to be hidden so
thoroughly.
All in good time.
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The house was bare of everything. Nothing their parents owned had been kept,
having been sold to pay debts or failed investments and interests. They were
lucky the house was still available and rather cheap. No one wanted to live in
a house where a couple was brutally murdered and cannibalized.
It had been an experience, refurbishing the building and setting up their own
space. Hannibal had retreated from his brother for a few days, allowing him
time to acquaint himself with their new lifestyle. No noisy children trying to
steal what rare, precious items they had managed to procure. No women who
thought themselves to be God incarnate simply because they volunteered for an
hour or two a week to watch some ratty children. No rules to restrict them from
seeing each other, that required them to sneak out at night to be together.
Everything was a thousand times better already and Hannibal didn’t want to
overwhelm the boy.
In fact, Will’s reaction to having his own room had been… shocking.
“I… I thought we were going to share a bed from now on,” the boy had murmured,
his eyes cast to the floor in embarrassment. “That way we aren’t alone
anymore.”
Hannibal had relented. They kept Will’s bed for appearances, but a week after
moving in, they had already begun sharing a bed. Still, Hannibal stayed his
hand despite how it itched to relearn his brother’s flesh once again.
He waited for Will to make the first move and it hadn’t taken long. Three weeks
after the start of their new life, Will seemed to just break down.
Hannibal found himself awakening to his little brother climbing on top of him
and rubbing his erection against Hannibal’s thigh. The boy was moaning and his
eyes just pleaded for Hannibal to help him through his problem.
“Hannibal, do you not want me anymore?” he asked, sounding pitiful and adorable
all at once. His eyes seemed to be on the edge of teary.
“What would give you that idea, dear Will?” Hannibal asked, shifting to give
the boy a better angle and making them both moan in the process.
Will’s shy gaze looked away for a second, before fixing upon Hannibal was a
sharp intensity. His hips rocked forward, rubbing his hips and cock against
Hannibal again.
“You don’t touch me anymore.”
Hannibal trailed a finger down his boy’s spine, relishing the shiver he
received in return. “I touch you every day,” he teased, knowing perfectly well
where Will was going with his accusations, but wanting to drag out the torment
a little more.
Will reached back to grasp his hand and lowered it until it was pressed against
his opening. “You don’t touch me here anymore, Hanni. I was waiting for you and
you never did.”
Hannibal allowed a small brush against the furled opening that twitched beneath
his fingers. Perhaps he’d made his darling boy wait too long. He had been
conditioned to want his big brother after all. Will looked absolutely
devastated at the prospect of Hannibal not wanting him anymore.
“Big brother loves you very much, Will. You know that, don’t you?” Hannibal
whispered, wrapping his free arm around his brother’s waist and pulling him
closer.
His boy nodded frantically, whimpering in distress when those probing fingers
moved away. He tried to push himself back onto the fingers, but found any
movement impeded by Hannibal’s strong hold.
“Your big brother would never leave you wanting, darling,” purred the blond.
“He simply wanted to make sure you wanted it still.”
Blue eyes brightened and Will nodded insistently. “I want it! Please Hanni, I
want your… cock inside me.”
The bashful blinking resumed, his brother’s face all red and heated.
Hannibal turned them around, pinning the boy to the mattress.
“Big brother has lubricant this time, dear boy.”
Will’s interest perked even further and he looked toward the nightstand
expectantly. With a chuckle, Hannibal retrieved the bottle and quickly set to
fixing his boy up properly.
Decadent little moans filled the room as Will tossed and turned under
Hannibal’s careful ministrations. The boy squealed when his brother gave a
nibble to one of his erect nubs and stroked his cock when his big brother
insisted he pleasure himself.
His boy was so delicious and precious and Hannibal knew that no one could ever
find out lest they take him away. Everyone always wanted Will.
Will was his.
No one else could have him!
The penetration was a slow but rewarding process. After all, Will was
considerably smaller than Hannibal and he needed to be treated carefully if he
wanted to take his big brother’s cock all the way.
Hannibal reveled in the sin between them and the delicious slide of flesh
within flesh. How Will gripped him so tightly was a testament of his
underdeveloped body. Yes, it was spectacular!
Will was the only beauty. No one else sufficed. No one else made Hannibal so
incredibly hot beneath the collar. It was all Will.
Clutching his little brother close in a mimicry of what he hoped to do for the
rest of their lives, Hannibal sought their joined release.
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