#Chiffregram

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Playing Games (Hannigram + Le Chiffre) - Shortfic

Explicit // M/M, Multi // Hannibal/Will, Will/Le Chiffre (Casino Royale), background Le Chiffre/Adam Towers // Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Alpha Hannibal, Alpha Le Chiffre, Omega Will, multisex omega, established relationship, established Hannigram, cuckolding, consensual infidelity, doppelganger, role playing, oral sex, fingering, vaginal sex, rough sex, knotting,  squirting, regret, praise kink, manipulation, everyone has a variety of feels.

Part 8 of the Plaything Series, sequel to Playtime and Roleplay

Will wants a threesome, Hannibal agrees as long as he can choose the other alpha.

Playing Games (2.7K words):

At first, as he knew he would, Hannibal had baulked at Will’s suggestion of a threesome.

It had taken weeks to plant the seed of the idea, whispering dirty suggestions into Hannibal’s ear as they fucked.

Imagine how tight I’d be for you if someone was in my ass whilst you’re fucking me.

Imagine how jealous they’d be if they had to watch you make me come.

Imagine what it would feel like to let them use me like a whore, even though you know I’m yours. Only yours.

And even then, as much as his cock twitched at the words as he rode him, Hannibal resisted.

“It’s not that you’re not enough, Alpha” Will reassured with a purr. “I just get so wet thinking about you watching me get fucked.”

“Hmm,” Hannibal huffed, “I never took you for someone interested in cuckolding.”

“Not cuckolding,” Will protested gently as he slid up and down Hannibal’s cock, “You always say how beautiful I look when I’m being fucked and I want to give you the optimum view.”

He felt Hannibal swell, and he pushed down hard, taking Hannibal’s knot inside him.

“I choose the alpha,” Hannibal said, holding Will’s hips as he began to fuck up into him.

Will nodded as he writhed and panted, meeting each thrust until Hannibal’s knot was buried deep and they were tied.

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Will picked up the note next to the bottle of champagne on the sideboard in the beautiful hotel room that Hannibal had booked for the occasion.

He would only let Will know the time and date that their tryst was to take place. No other details, and so far nothing had surprised Will - the opulent hotel, the exquisite suite, the champagne. Not even the note that told him that Hannibal would be arriving a little later, encouraging Will to have a glass of champagne and take a bath - make himself comfortable.

With a smile, Will did as bid.

He was towel drying his hair, dressed in a luxurious fluffy hotel robe, when he heard the door to the suite open.

“Bit overboard isn’t it?” He called out into the suite’s lovely reception room. “We could have gone to a hotel that charges by the hour.” Will chuckled as he walked out of the bathroom and immediately stopped-- finally surprised.

“Mr Graham, you look just like the photo your husband supplied.”

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