Hannibal (2013-2015)

Hannibal x male reader. Its been a few months of dating and (obviously) hannibal is hiding it well until reader decides to mention how well he thinks hannibal cooks the human meat compared to how he used to do it :}

SEASONED TO PERFECTION

hannibal lecter x male reader

You were perched on one of the high stools by the counter, sipping wine, watching him work like you always did when you stayed over.

Dinner with Hannibal had become as much a part of your relationship as the quiet evenings in his study or the rare moments when he’d allow himself to laugh. Three months together, and you knew his kitchen habits by heart.

“Smells incredible.” you said, leaning forward to peek into the pan.

“Patience,” he chided softly, glancing at you with that faint smirk that always made you want to test his boundaries. “Good things take time.”

“You don’t have to tell me that,” you replied, swirling your wine. “If anyone knows that it’s me.”

He plated the pasta, garnished it with a flourish, and set it before you at the dining table. You took a bite, letting the flavors bloom on your tongue before nodding in approval. “You’ve gotten better.”

Hannibal’s brow lifted a fraction. “Better?”

“Mhm,” You stabbed at the pasta again, chewing thoughtfully. “Your sear’s cleaner now. And the way you render the fat, it’s smoother. You’ve really mastered it.”

His expression was polite, amused. “I’m gratified you notice.”

When Chiyoh says ‘’There are means of influence other than violence.’’ on the train, she kisses Will. Very distantly, barely a real kiss. It’s not because she likes him, it’s a demonstration. That kiss is an explanation. Maybe this kind of intimacy, this kind of influence, is the means you’re looking for.