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Title: His Creation
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Fandom: Hannibal
Rating: PG-13
Author's Note: Sequel to "Save Himself."
Disclaimer: This is entirely a product of my own imagination, and I make no profit from it. I do not own the lovely Hannibal Lecter or Will Graham, unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while. Please do not sue.


He had found the way into Will's mind. It was just waiting for him.

Hannibal couldn't hold back a smile of satisfaction at the thought. He knew exactly what Will needed -- and he wouldn't hesitate to give the young man all that he desired.

Will might not know what he needed yet, but Hannibal would guide him to that knowledge. He would make sure that Will got what he wanted.

And he would also fulfill his own desires at the same time, he told himself. It would work out extremely well for both of them -- well, once Will was able to let go of his inhibitions and surrender himself fully to what Hannibal planned for him. And he had no doubt that would happen.

It might take a bit longer than he planned for Will to capitulate, but in the end, he would. He couldn't hold on to his fears and insecurities forever, after all.

Those insecurities would be swept away, and by the end of their .... experiment, Will would be made stronger. He would know exactly who and what he was.

He would be Hannibal's. His slave. His creation.

Will probably wouldn't take well to discipline at first, but Hannibal knew that he could ease the young man past any doubts he might have. He could soothe Will's fears.

He would bring his creation along easily, bending and shaping WIll into what he wanted him to be. It wouldn't be easy at times, but he had always enjoyed a challenge.

And Will Graham would certainly be a challenge, he told himself, his lips curving into a satisfied smile. He would have the satisfaction of knowing that he had tamed Will's spirit and brought him under control, without breaking him or damaging him beyond repair.

After all, he didn't want to break that beautiful, indomitable will. He simply wanted to exert control over the young man, to shape Will into what he had always been intended for.

Will Graham was his. His to guide and shape, his to polish into a creature that any creator would be proud of. Will would be groomed to his specifications.

He already had a hold over the young man; he had known that from the first time that Will had come to him as a sort of patient. He might not technically be a patient at this point, but he was still seeing Hannibal as a psychiatrist on an informal basis, and that wasn't going to stop.

Once they became lovers, the relationship would change, of course. At that point, Hannibal would hold all of the power; he would take the reins of control completely into his own hands.

Will would have no choice but to follow. By the time he realized that he had no control over the situation, he would have also realized that he needed what only Hannibal could give him.

Will needed to be controlled. To be .... tamed.

He was the only man who could accomplish that. He was the only man who Will would bow down to, the only man who Will would allow to control him.

Achieving the level of control that he wanted might be hard at first, but Hannibal was confident that he could do it. He was sure that Will wanted this just as much as he did.

Oh, Will might not know at the moment that this was what he truly wanted -- and needed. But he would come to realize that he was exactly where he belonged, and where he needed to be. He would relinquish full control of his life to Hannibal, and be happy to do so.

Once he had that control, then he would be able to mold Will, to shape him into anything he chose. He would control all aspects of their relationship, such as it was.

First, he had to manage to get Will into his bed -- but he didn't think that would be had to do. He had seen the desire in the young man's eyes, flaring brightly.

He'd seen that desire more than once. He knew that Will wanted him.

That was another thing that Will might not realize yet -- but he would, Hannibal told himself with a smug smile. Oh, yes, he would, and soon. He would make sure of that.

He would quench that desire, satisfy it to the fullest. And he would also use that desire to tie Will to him; he would make Will feel that he would be nothing without his lover. Hannibal didn't think that it would be hard to bring Will to that state of mind; it would only take a small push.

He was nearly there already, really. He was a sweet, flavorful cherry ripe for the plucking; Hannibal would feast upon him, metaphorically, until he'd had his fill.

And after that? He didn't need to make a decision just yet.

He had plenty of time to decide what Will's ultimate fate would be. Though he already knew, in the back of his mind, that nothing could possibly last forever.

At some point, Will would have to become nothing more than a memory. But the time leading to that moment of truth would be exhilarating for both of them -- and something that he would remember for all of his life.

He would create a new and improved Will Graham.

And he would thoroughly enjoy every moment of that creation -- and its ultimate destruction.