Alcuin

[poison_isley]

Ivy had been out, on her best behaviour, and she'd come across the grand opening of a bakery. They had a few vegan things and upon trying them decided they were good enough to share. She bought a box and headed straight for Hannibal's office, sure he deserved a treat.

"Hey!" she called as she stepped into the office, then cringed. Oh, right. The boyfriend. He had an office, too.

"Sorry," she whispered loudly.

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[poison_isley]

"See? I knew it. And now I'm a million richer," she smirked.

[alcuin]

"Mmmm I wouldn't have denied it," Alcuin said. "My past is only a google search away." He took a sip of the tea. "Of course, you'll also find some speculation that I murdered Hannibal, and clearly that one isn't true."

[poison_isley]

"Mmm, now, see? There? That would have gotten you dead," she said. "I like you, dude. You've got a quick mind, and you're good at your job. You use degradable tea bags and you keep the lights off. Good for your carbon footprint..."

And then she sat forward and put her cup down.

"But don't think I'd be friends with you if you weren't with my friend. Don't ever make me pick a side."

[alcuin]

"I won't," Alcuin assured her. "As I said, I'm happy that Hannibal has friends." He might have wondered if Ivy had a crush on Hannibal, but given how readable she'd been about Aaron, he thought that was less likely. "I'm not suggesting we go shopping together. Unless you'd like to."

[poison_isley]

"Shopping is one of my top five favorite things to do," she replied.

"Well, shoplifting."

[alcuin]

Alcuin couldn't help it; he laughed. The answer was just so unexpected. Though it probably shouldn't be.

"What are some of your other favorite things to do?" he asked pleasantly.

[poison_isley]

She counted on her fingers.

"Plants. Food. Sleep. Shopping. Revenge."

[alcuin]

"I would offer to cook for you, but well, Hannibal taught me everything I know, so I suppose that's not a compelling offer," Alcuin said.

[poison_isley]

"He's really good. You've got some strong competition there," she replied. "He made these little onion polenta things. God. What's your favorite thing he's made for you?"

[alcuin]

Alcuin considered this for a moment. "This is going to sound terribly sentimental, but honestly the first thing that came to mind was one of the first times he cooked for me. This was long, long before we were romantic. But I was dealing with some things, didn't feel safe at my home, and I slept on the couch in his office. The next morning he brought me a protein scramble, and it was one of the most delicious things I'd ever tasted."

[poison_isley]

"That sounds phenomenal. So, see, we do have something in common, I guess. We both love your boyfriend's cooking,' she smiled pleasantly and sipped her tea.

[alcuin]

"Thinking highly of Hannibal is something I treasure as a thing to have in common," Alcuin said with a smile. "I... cannot express how much he means to me."

[poison_isley]

"You worried I'm gonna steal yo man,?" she smirked. "I could. In a heartbeat. Hannibal doesn't even know what all I can do. I won't. I don't like him like that."

Not like that birthday party where she'd inspired more than one person. It was a good thing it had all turned out alright in the end.

[alcuin]

Alcuin almost made a quip about Aaron, but then thought better of it.

"I appreciate that," he said. "Though for what it's worth, I don't mind who he sleeps with. As long as he loves me."

[poison_isley]

Ivy's nose wrinkled at the thought. Fuck a person she actually enjoyed? No, thank you.

"I'll keep that in mind," she said.

[alcuin]

Honestly, Alcuin was rather glad that Ivy did not seem romantically interested in Hannibal. He knew it was irrational, and probably problematic in terms of respecting Hannibal's sexuality, but he did find himself slightly more uneasy with tthe idea of Hannibal sleeping with women.

"You are very beautiful," Alcuin said kindly.

[poison_isley]

Ivy arched a brow gracefully and appraised him for a second.

Then she shifted in her seat and spread her knees. Her skirt rode up her thighs suggestively.

"You thinking you want to get it?" she asked.

[alcuin]

Alcuin looked slightly startled, but then he just smiled. "Very beautiful," he repeated. "But I don't think you're anymore interested in me than you are Hannibal."

[poison_isley]

"You sure about that?" she asked, and kissed her fingertips...then blew the toxin toward him.

Her scent filled his nose and sparked shocks of desire across his skin and to his core. She watched him closely, sure she was going to burn in hell for the joy she got from fucking with men like this.

[alcuin]

Alcuin's eyes went a touch wide. It was strange, the feeling he suddenly had from looking at her. He really did think she was beautiful, and he did have sex with women on occasion, but he was completely unaccustomed to women sparking this level of desire in him.

"I..." The words caught in his throat.

[poison_isley]

"Mmm-hm. That's what I thought," she said, spreading her legs a little wider and leaning back.

"You ever bite into a scotch bonnet?" she asked. "That burn. That spice?" she asked. "Hot as hell."

A little capsaicin assaulted his senses, making his nose and tongue tingle. The toxin amplified it and carried that burn, that raving, to every cell of his body.

[alcuin]

"I do enjoy a bit of heat," Alcuin murmured, and wet his lips.

[poison_isley]

"Scotch Bonnet's before head? Chef's fucking kiss, baby," she said and blew him another dose.

[alcuin]

Alcuin blinked, his pupils blown out. He crossed his legs.

"Are you coming on to me?" Alcuin asked, because god suddenly all he could think about was dropped to his knees in front of her and spreading her legs... "I... that might be... weird, for Hannibal..." Though he was suddenly thinking she could convince him otherwise.

Though also - what was wrong with him?

[poison_isley]

"I promise he'll like it," she said suggestively. "Can't you feel that tingle on your tongue? Imagine how good he'll taste.

Ivy crossed her legs and watched him in amusement.

Men were so fucking easy.