I know you're new, but can you make a dark rp starter for hannibal?

The setting of their meeting was the same as always; same books, same desk, same chairs. Not a single person or thing was out of place in this old dance. The atmosphere surrounding patient and doctor, however; heavy like the fog on which Will’s home sailed upon the darkness of night, lent itself to new revelations.

With that and his treatment in full consideration, Will leaned forward to rest his clasped hands purposefully atop his left knee, pupils adjusting over the stormy webbing of his irises as they focused on the man opposite him. “You once asked me how I fantasize about killing you. I think I was too vague in my answer before, but with therapy– I believe details are called for.”

The younger’s lips split at their seam as he paused, drawing themselves back like a velvet curtain, baring the ravenous teeth within. He may not have been able to see himself, but he felt the grin he bore more resembled a wolf’s than that of a mongoose. “I fantasize that I wrap my bare hands around your throat, and wring the life out of you while I lean in close, so that I can look you in the eye as you struggle. I fantasize that just as you expel your last breath, I inhale it from the air like smoke.”