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Post by Kate Payne on Dec 2, 2007 1:02:36 GMT -5
Kate looked at him I don’t know… She smiled then let go of Hannibal lying down on her side facing the chair he had sat in. She eyes were heavy and filled with sleep.
You should get some sleep too kate said still holding Hannibal’s hand. Kate closed her eyes she didn’t even feel Hannibal move from the bed.
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It must have been around one or two in the morning when Kate’s eyes opened to see Hannibal Sleeping in the chair next to the bed. He looked so peaceful again, just like the night she left.
Kate didn’t move she just laid there outlining the tired details in his handsome face. Kate sat up quietly pulling one of the blankets off the bed. Hannibal was sitting so close almost as if he had been afraid that she was going to try and leave again all Kate had to do was lean over a little bit, and that what she did, after getting the blanket straightened out kate leaned lightly over the bed very softly laying the blanket on top of him. The room was colder than kate remembered. Quietly Kate laid back down covering herself as chills ran up her spine. Kate laid there a few more minutes watching him sleep, and again kate did not even remember falling asleep.
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Post by Hannibal Casry on Dec 2, 2007 1:30:40 GMT -5
"Yeah, I know... Haven't slept that well in... Quite some time." he said softly as a soft yawn overcame his features. He was tired and he couldn't remember the last time he'd slept without being frightened. Hannibal kept his hand with hers, and was determined not to let go...
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He was sleeping quietly, and very still. He'd moved into the chair after moving off the bed. She'd kicked him in her sleep and he hadn't found that very appealing. Now he sat there, his breathing was calm and slow. His dark eyes were hidden by heavy eyelids as his chest rose up and down. Long brown locks were draped messily over his face, and over his eyes. His pale features showed no emotion, other then remaining calm. He did not look worried, not frightened. However he had moved the chair close to her bed before falling asleep. You could say that it was more of just a protective action... He didn't want her to leave him again and he'd be here if anything went wrong.
A heavier breath escaped his lungs as he rubbed his eyes and let his arm sit on the arm rest as he sat in the chair. He didn't stir as Kate moved the blanket from herself to put it across his figure. His hands reached for it as a soft, wordless moan escaped his vocals. He held the blanket tight in his fingers and pulled it down around him. He eased his arms in between him and the arm rest as he pulled the blanket down around his figure. A shiver ran down his spine and a slightly unpleasant look showed clearly on his face. The whole night of when she left him was replaying in his mind. The pain in his hands of grabbing the blankets too tightly, the feelings of pleasure rushing over his body, and hearing her moan in the silent room. Then, he woke, feeling cold and alone. A look of confusion and disgust showing on his features... How could she have left him like that?
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Around 5, Hannibal began to stir in his sleep, suffering the effects of a horrifying dream that filled his mind. He was subconsciously trying to wake up, but it wasn't working. His dream was an exaggerated version of the night Kate was taken to the hospital. He'd found her nearly too late, and she was yelling at him even when in pain. She was insulting him and saying how horrible of a person he was because he didn’t save her soon. As hard as he tried to save her, she kept yelling at him. Tears streamed down his face as she yelled at him to do something, when he was doing all that he could. He was stopping her bleeding and had called an ambulance but she still yelled. Hannibal woke with a harsh start as he felt a hand on his face.
He woke, to find a nurse leaning into him, wiping the tears from his face and staring at him with her big blue eyes. He nearly yelled out in fear as he scooted the chair back and away from her. Hands covered his mouth as he glared at her with terrified eyes. The nurse didn't seem startled by his reaction and just smiled at him. "You seemed to have been having a rough dream..." she said quietly, her eyes watching him and she stepped closer. Hannibal moved from the chair and backed up against the wall. "Let me help you..." she said, with that strange smile on her face. His eyes kept looking to Kate but she was still sleeping. Her hands reached out to touch him, and she pushed him through the glass window...
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Hannibal woke as he fell off the bed. He'd been curled up beside Kate; his arms draped over her figure, and leaned against her because he'd been cold. A started yelled escaped his lungs as he hit the chair on the way down. He landed on his side and he moaned softly as the cold floor felt as though it was biting the skin on his bare arms. He moved a bit, and rolled his eyes as he landed with his legs propped up against the edge of the bed. He scooted out a bit and pressed his palms against the floor to push himself up, and onto his knees at least. |
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Post by Kate Payne on Dec 2, 2007 1:54:34 GMT -5
-Wow that’s one hell of a dream-
Kate did not feel Hannibal’s hands around her as she slept but was very startled when he pretty much jumped off the bed awaking her in the process. Hannibal? Kate asked looking over the bed seeing him push himself to his knees.
Kate’s hands were cold and her heart raced at the scare of being awaken by someone you do not even know was there.
Are you okay Kate asked a bit worried shivered at the cold sent chills up her spine again. Kate sat up a little offering Hannibal a spot to sit on the bed.
Kate did not like the cold here she was never suited for the cold. The soon to be scar of her chest and back were sore and acing again maybe she was sleeping on one of them.
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Post by Hannibal Casry on Dec 2, 2007 2:11:08 GMT -5
Hannibal? her soft tones echoed in his ears as he pushed himself onto his knees and turned to look over at her. A red tint was clear seen across his pale features as he pulled himself up into a standing position and set his figure down on the end of the bed where there was some room since she'd sat up. "I'm sorry I woke you..." he said softly, ignoring the question of whether or not he was alright. His shoulder hurt a bit from contact with the chair but he was perfectly fine. He looked over at her from the end of the bed, the red still not having disappeared from his face. He shook the thoughts of the dream away as he saw her shiver. "I'll turn to heat up a bit for you... You look like a popsicle." Gah! He was awake already. Usually it took him a few hours to wake up before he started speaking. He didn't usually speak until he was awake and here he was talking already.
He got up from the bed, and reached his right hand around to his left shoulder as if to get an itch, but a sharp pain had been felt as he pushed his hands against the bed to get up. He reached out for the knob to turn up the heat as the silence seemed to swallow them whole. |
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Post by Kate Payne on Dec 2, 2007 2:27:53 GMT -5
Kate looked at the clock above the doorway it was hard to read but she made out what it said: 5: 45 am.
I feel like one. Kate sighted as she laid back down, she did not close her eyes but kept them on Hannibal as she watched him walk back. Kate pulled the blankets over her hands to try and warm them up.
Hannibal seemed different almost as if he was on edge, he did not answer her when she asked if he was okay, right after he jumped six feet out of his sleep. Kate did not want to ask again if he was okay so she just kept quiet.
As hannibal sat back down Kate reached for his hand taking it in her hand. Kate was still somewhat weak but she steady pulled on Hannibal's hand in a way wanting him to lay next to her.
Once Hannibal laid next to her, Kate put half of the huge blanket over him, then ran her hand through his dark hair looking into his eyes.
After a minute Kate's eyes slowly closed and she was again sleeping, she was way more tired than she had first imaged.
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Over the next week Kate got better and better. At the end of the fifth day she was allowed to go home. Things between Kate and Hannibal seemed to be going perfectly. They hadn’t had a not one fight. Kate wasn’t sure if Hannibal was trying to stop his habits or not.
Around four O’clock Alfred pulled up to the Hospital doors just as Kate walked out. She was beyond ready to go home and for some very strange reason Kate couldn’t get the memory of the night her and Hannibal were in the hidden room out of her head. Alfred greeted Kate with a soft hug. Then opened the back door for her and Hannibal, it was a good 30 minutes before the limo pulled into Kate’s drive way. Everyone that worked for Kate was waiting for her. When Kate Stepped out of the limo she received at less a hundred hugs. After about five minutes Kate finally got inside, she looked around the house seemed to be glowing as if it too was giving her a welcome back greeting.
The wounds were the bolt had entered then exited were now pretty much scars but every now and then they hurt. Kate slowly walked up to her room on the third floor. As she turned the door handle pushing it open the door no longer made that ear spilling groan.
Kate’s room was just has she left it a month ago, and it seemed lonely as if it was as torn up as Hannibal was when she was in the coma.
Hannibal!... Kate had been so distracted by the greetings of everyone that she had forgotten him. Kate turned suddenly almost running right into Hannibal. Kate smiled giving him a hug, she was so happy she was home but one thing would always be missing… her mother and father there was no greetings from them anymore.
Kate reached up giving Hannibal a passionate kiss. The first kiss like that since their ‘first time’ together. Kate giggled a little as she again remembered that night would today be another one of those passionate nights? Kate grinned at the answer she though of in her head she could not decide on a yes or a no. So she just decided to go with the flow of things and see were it took her…
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Post by Hannibal Casry on Dec 2, 2007 11:59:59 GMT -5
Hannibal laughed softly at her comment and adjusted the heat in the room to a better temperature so that it wouldn't be like a freezer in this room. He didn't turn it up to a really hot temperature, just one that would warm them compared to the original. He made his way back over to the bed, being careful of his shoulder as he pressed his hands down on the bed to sit up on the end again.
Kate's hand took his and very weakly, but still firm enough to get his attention; she pulled his hand closer to her. He moved down the bed a bit and laid beside her, a smile shaping his pale features. He tucked the blanket around the two of them and smiled as she ran her fingers through his dark hair. He traced the features of her gorgeous face and watched as she slowly drifted back off to sleep. He just watched her, not feeling a bit tired.
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A thankful sigh escaped the lungs of the boy as they were finally allowed to leave the hospital. He'd been here constantly since she'd been hurt, and he was glad that she was finally well enough to go home. It had been so empty at her house and even at his he felt as though something was missing. The two of them walked to the doors and her driver was there before they even made it outside. Kate received a hug and then the doors were opened for them.
They arrived at her house and the worked swarmed around Kate like flies at a body. Hannibal just kind of edged away from the crowd and stood to the side as he waited to see Kate emerge from the inside. Once she was able to get out he silently followed her in, as he looked at the huge house. He stepped inside after her and he continued his silent following as she went toward her room.
Her sudden turn then, caught him off guard and made him think something was wrong, but she nearly pushed him over with the speed that had been coming. A smile crossed over his pale features, and a soft laugh escaped his vocals. He gentle wrapped his arms around her in a loving embrace. He let his hands trail up her sides as she reached up to kiss him. He let his hands rest on the sides of her gorgeous face. When she giggled it made him laugh. They hadn't kissed like that since... Quite sometime ago. It hadn't been since the night they were hiding from her grandmother. At the thought another laugh escaped the boy's vocals.
Hannibal let his hands trail down her arms as he looked into her gorgeous eyes and leaned his head down a bit, capturing her lips with his. He ran a gentle hand through her long soft hair and a smile took place on his features as he looked into her eyes, his own showed their love for her and the happiness that she was here again, and out of the hospital. He was happier then she would ever know. He still hadn't stopped yet, but he wouldn't let that ruin the moment. "You remember when we were hiding from your grandmother?" he asked, pretty sure that she would have. It was a great night, and a horrid morning. That thought lingered in his mind too, but he pushed it away. What were the odds that would happen to him again? She had no reason to leave this time... |
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Post by Kate Payne on Dec 4, 2007 23:29:12 GMT -5
Kate smiled some more showing her perfectly white teeth as again the memory of that night rolled it’s self back into her mind Mmm… How can I forget? Kate laughed than kissed Hannibal again just as passionate as their last kiss. Kate ran her hands along Hannibal’s shoulders then ran her fingers through his dark hair giving him another kiss. Kate loved the feeling his hair and the way his hand ran along her body like the way he just did really put Kate in the mood. She took a step back out of her doorway gently pulling Hannibal along with her. Once Hannibal was out to the way Kate placed her hand on the edge of the door pushing it shut.
Kate ran her hands softly down Hannibal’s arms, and then slowly Kate moved her hand up his stomach to his chest stopping at his collar bone. The whole time Kate’s eyes followed her hands when she stopped Kate looked up locking eyes with Hannibal. Kate reached up with another very passionate kiss; a warm sensation filled her lips as they touched his. This time Kate could not just undo the buttons on Hannibal’s shirt because he was not wearing a button- up like he had been that night that they were ‘hiding’ from her grandmother.
Kate was wearing a dark black tank top, you could very clearly see the scar from the bolt wound on her left breast right over her lung and extremely close to her delicate heart. Her faded old navy blue jean shorts showed off her tanned glowing skin. Kate’s long black hair was pulled up into a middle ponytail that reached down to about the upper part of her middle back. She hoped that Hannibal was right when he had said that this could be their second chance at happiness back at the hospital when she had first woke up from her coma that had lasted three weeks.
She pushed her hands up his neck just barely touching the skin until she had reached his jaw bone. Teasingly Kate kissed his neck softly again just barely touching his skin; running the tips of her finger nails back down Hannibal’s chest until she reached his pants, Kate hooked her thumbs on each side of his jeans next to the button.
It was almost 107 degrees outside and even with the air system running it registered about 95 degrees inside the house. Kate stepped backward toward the bed still kind of pulling Hannibal along with her. When they reached the bed Kate reached down toward the night stand and grabbed a small black remote, pointed it toward the windows then she pushed a little green button. Bamboo shades slowly rolled them selves down over the glass, keeping the sun from peeking in at them. Once they were all the way down Kate dropped the remote on the night stand. Kate softly ran her finger under Hannibal’s shirt pulling it up with her thumbs. Even with the light off and the windows blocked there was enough light to see the scars on Hannibal’s chest.
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Post by Hannibal Casry on Dec 5, 2007 0:29:41 GMT -5
He smiled as she laughed and their lips met, locked in a passionate kiss as her hands ran up his back and over his shoulders then through his hair. His dark brown locks were short, but long enough for her fingers to run through. His hands trailed down her body as she pulled him toward her and away from the door. He didn't resist as she pulled him and then closed the door with her hand. He kept his hands on her waist as she trailed her hands up his stomach and up to his chest. Gentle fingers rested at his collar bone and a soft shiver ran up his spine, but in a good way. Her gentle fingers tickled his skin. He met her eyes and a smile crossed his face as they kissed again. He pulled her closer to him, loving the taste of her perfect lips.
He was simply dressed in a black short sleeved shirt and black jeans. Nothing special really, he'd just been wearing something simple since he's been with her night and day now. He knew she didn't care how he looked so he was dressed in the first thing he could find. Of course his wardrobe was all black, but there was some variety in his closet believe it or not. He picked lazy and laid back for his style today. Simple and comfortable. Her look was gorgeous as always, her figure looking perfect in black and her skin was glowing compared to his paleness. She looked perfect in every single way possible.
Although she was barley touching his skin, it was very tender and hew knew she was touching his neck. She stopped when she reached his jaw bone, but he soon felt her lips gracing his skin. A soft moan escaped Hannibal's partially open lips as she then ran the tips of her finger nails down the front of his figure. He watched her with dark eyes as a content sigh was breathed out of his lungs. He let his hands roamed the skin of her waist, gently toying with the hem of her shirt as she dropped her hands and let her thumbs get a hold on the belt loops closet to the button on his jeans. He didn't know if it was hot in here or if it was just the heat of the moment, but it was driving him crazy.
Hannibal stepped forward as she pulled him back and grabbed the remote. At first he wondered why she was turning lights on when there was enough light in here. He smiled as the shades dropped then, darkening the room a bit. He shuddered a bit, her hands trailing up his skin and easing his shirt off. His muscles moved as he shifted his arms to help get his shirt off. He didn't think about his scars, because he knew she wasn't bothered by them, she'd said so many times before and he was glad to know that. Hannibal captured her lips as he leaned his head down a little bit. His hands trailed up her skin a bit, easing his hands under her shirt and slowly pulling it off. He traced the outermost edges of her bra and kissed her collarbone lovingly. |
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Post by Kate Payne on Dec 5, 2007 0:47:41 GMT -5
She smiled as she heard Hannibal’s low moan and then his sight.
Kate giggled as Hannibal outlined her bra then a light mmm hummed from her lips as his lips gently kissed her collarbone leaning her head back just a little bit as her eyes closed.
Kate’s fingers found Hannibal’s pants button again, she kind of played with the button for a few seconds before she slowly undid it .Kate smiled as the question that she asked herself earlier answered its self Defiantly a yes…
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Post by Hannibal Casry on Dec 5, 2007 1:04:33 GMT -5
Her pace was dreadfully slow and Hannibal could feel his skin growing hot beneath his clothes. He laughed softly as she giggled, that was too cute. he thought as a smile shaped his pale features. She was amazing and how she'd come to fall for him was completely unknown. She'd told him off when they first met, and now they were madly in love. It was either teen obsession, or that they had found their match. He trailed his kisses up her neck as she arched her head back. He wrapped his arms around her, trailing his hands up her figure to undo the snap on her bra.
He eased it off her gorgeous body and gently lured her over to the bed. It was much larger then the one in the secret room where they had been hiding the time before. As Hannibal moved he was a bit careful so his pants didn't fall down to his knees. That would be great. He'd push her over as he fell to the ground. Happy thoughts. He set himself on the edge of the bed and removed his pants from his legs and pulled her closer to him. His hands toyed with the edge of her shorts as he pulled her onto his lap. |
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Post by Kate Payne on Dec 5, 2007 1:17:54 GMT -5
Kate smiled as Hannibal pulled her onto his lap. She kissed Hannibal leaning into it a little making one of the most passionate kisses they’ve had.
Kate softly ran her hand along his arms again as he played with her shorts… the pace was a bit slow now.
Kate prayed that no one came to her door seeming that it was not locked and every one knew where they were. That would just be too much to take she would have to go away and hide until everyone forgot about what they saw… but Kate doubted that anyone would knock at her door.
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Post by Hannibal Casry on Dec 5, 2007 1:26:35 GMT -5
That thought never came to him as he wasn't really worried about that... He figured that as servants they would have manners and as people they would have common sense. Although, people today seemed to be lacking in the category of common sense... It was disappointing really. One thought that did come to mind was that they really should be using a condom. Since they were both still, and relatively calm, he should probably bring it up in case she hadn’t thought about it. Hannibal knew he was guilty for not even pondering the thought last time. They were lucky she didn’t get pregnant... unless of course she did and hadn’t told him. "… Before things go too much further... uhh... we should probably get a condom..." he said, not wanting to be a father at a young age... At this point he didn't think he wanted to be a father at all... but definitely not at this moment, or nine months from now. |
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Post by Kate Payne on Dec 5, 2007 1:41:30 GMT -5
Kate stopped… thank god he thought of that because again Kate did not even think she was too wrapped up in the moment to think of anything else. That would be smart… she said with a hint of laugher in her tones. Kate got off of Hannibal’s lap allowing him to get up.
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Post by Hannibal Casry on Dec 5, 2007 2:01:28 GMT -5
He smiled slightly at the hint of laughter in her voice. Yeah it was funny now, thank god one of them remembered though. It would not have been funny if they forgot and things took a wrong turn. He didn't know if he had one with him, but he hoped so. He checked in his pockets and a soft sigh escaped his partially opened lips. He didn't have one with him, which was quite logical. He had been busy thinking about how happy he was that she was healing, not when the next time they were gonna do this was. That was back as the third or fourth thing in his mind. He dropped his pants as he remembered leaving some clothes here. "I'll be right back." Hannibal said as he at least pulled on his shirt. He wasn't bothered by his long ghostly pale legs at all, but his torso bothered him. His boxers were long enough to be shorts, because he didn't want to fuss with his pants right now. He peeked his head out into the hall and slipped out the door.
He moved to the room that had been his bedroom while he stayed here and searched through a few of his things that had been left since he'd been at the hospital with her these past few nights. YES! He had one. That's a safe call. He made his way back to the bedroom and closed the door behind him. "It's all good." he said with a laugh. "Got one." |
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Post by Kate Payne on Dec 5, 2007 2:11:33 GMT -5
Kate nodded as he said he’d be right back. Then giggled very low to herself as he stuck his head out the door and looked around as if he did not want to get cot. Then he left the room.
Kate watched as Hannibal reentered her room with something in his hand. he said its all good Kate smiled then she couldn’t hold in another giggle as he said he had one it was just the way he said it that made her laugh.
Kate leaned back against her arms as they held her propped up with locked elbows as she watched Hannibal return to the bed.
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