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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[alcuin]

Alcuin meanwhile had a better handle on what was happening - this was either magic or he'd been drugged, but also there were vines petting and stroking him right now. And as one seemed to approach his (now undeniable) erection, he mustered up the wherewithal to say, "Ivy. Stop."

[anamusebouche]

It was clear she was only doing it for him, and that was rather endearing, but he derived no pleasure from a drugged Alcuin, which was clearly what was happening here. "You heard him, Ivy," he said, stern still, though not as angry as he might have been.

[poison_isley]

"Well, shit," she sighed and walked to Alcuin. She kissed her finger and touched his mouth, dragging his lower lip down to wipe it on the wet.

"Sorry, man," she apologized. Her vines retreated.

She looked at Hannibal with actual remorse.

"I wasn't going to hurt him," she tried to assure him.

[alcuin]

Alcuin ran his fingers through his hair and crossed his legs, trying to will away the arousal. It didn't work. But the attempt was enough to distract him enough that he said nothing. He also didn't know what to say.

[anamusebouche]

"I trust you weren't," Hannibal assured her and squeezed her arm lightly. "But I prefer my love unadulterated. Consent is important."

[alcuin]

Alcuin's eyes widened slightly. Was Hannibal consoling her?

"I think you should leave, Ivy," he said, his voice even.

[poison_isley]

With that tent in his trousers, she was sure she should, too.

"I'll go," she said, collecting her things.

[anamusebouche]

"We can talk later," Hannibal suggested to her. He wasn't angry with her, but he wasn't happy about this either. Dissapointed, perhaps,was the better word.

[alcuin]

Despite his distraction, Alcuin was vaguely annoyed that Hannibal wasn't more upset. He got to his feet and turned his back to both of them, getting a bottle of water from his desk even as every cell in his body just wanted to shove her out the door and jump Hannibal.

[poison_isley]

"Yeah. We're gonna have to," she agreed quietly. She gave Hannibal a regretful glance, then ushered herself out.

[anamusebouche]

The stern look remained until Ivy was out of the door. Then it turned into concern. "Are you alright?" he asked as he rushed to Alcuin's side.

[alcuin]

Alcuin didn't turn to look at Hannibal. He was breathing heavily, his eyes closed. "I... don't like this." He was still hard, and he wanted so much, but it felt wrong. It didn't feel like his own desire, and that was bringing back a very old feeling that made him feel... used. It was worse than what had happened with Klaus, because this felt so one-sided and so sudden.

[anamusebouche]

"Nor do I," Hannibal agreed. "Do you want me to get you sonething?"

[alcuin]

Alcuin turned to face him, and threw his arms around his neck, burying his head against his chest.

"I'm just glad you're here," he said, the words a little muffled. "I'm glad you're here." Because his erection was now flush against Hannibal's body, it was all he could do not to rut against him, and if it were anyone else, he'd be horrified.

[anamusebouche]

"I'm sorry this happened to you," Hannibal said, truthfully and kissed the top of his head lightly.

[alcuin]

Alcuin took a deep breath. "There are things to unpack about how I'm feeling right now but it needs to wait because I also feel as if I'm literally about to explode. Please don't feel bad about this but I really fucking need you right now." And he kissed him, moaning into it, hungry. And felt immediately better, at least physically.

[anamusebouche]

It was uncomfortable to Hannibal, because it was obvious Alcuin was still being influenced by Ivy's toxins.

He kissed him back first, but then pulled back. "Alcuin... I'm not sure this is wise."

[alcuin]

Alcuin's eyes were wide, his pupils blown out.

"You don't know how this feels," he said, grasping Hannibal's shirt. "Please. I feel like my whole body is on fire. I understand how you feel, but you know I would want you anyway..."

[anamusebouche]

"What would you want?" Hannibal said, still hesitant. It was impossible for his body not to react to Alcuin and in fact, it did. Alcuin would feel that plainly enough.

[alcuin]

"You," Alcuin breathed. "You. Sex. Now, please. If you insist on feeling bad, we can both feel bad about it later." And his hands went to Hannibal's belt.

[anamusebouche]

"Well, you're being rather infectious..." Hannibal said. He didn't know if this was wise, but he kissed Alcuin deeply.

[alcuin]

Alcuin was already dreading an inevitable crash after this; he could see it coming. But it had nothing to do with Hannibal, he was confident of that at least. So he could deal with the crash... after.

He kissed him back with a moan, and unfastened his belt. "I love you," he whispered against his mouth when the kiss broke. "I love you and I really need you to fuck me."

[anamusebouche]

Hannibal thought about suggesting to go home first, but the urgency was clear when Alcuin began undoing his trousers.

So, he did. He had him, right there, in the office. There was a wildness to Alcuin that he thoroughly enjoyed and he was assured enough that he was not crossing lines.

So they had sex, half dressed, over his old desk in Alcuin's office.

[alcuin]

When it was over, Alcuin felt... not quite normal, but better. He could have kept going honestly, but the orgasm was enough to make him no longer feel like his skin was on fire.

As he buttoned his trousers again, without looking at Hannibal he said quietly, "That was a terrible thing, what your friend did."

[anamusebouche]

"Yes, it was," Hannibal agreed. "I'll talk to her about it."