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Define Justice - Chapter 3

Chapter Summary: Dean Smith heads out to the crime scene in New York with the task force and makes an important discovery that can lead them closer to their suspects. Pairing: Dean Smith, Agent Novak, Agent Gabriel, Charlie, Lisa, Brady, other minor background characters Word Count: 2777 Warnings: Language, minor sexuality, description of a crime scene, blood Author’s Note: Chapter three! It’s here! Thank you to @saxxxology for betaing and being my muse. Next chapter is when things really start to heat up, so buckle up everyone! Tags are still open, so please send me an ask if you would like to be tagged.

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Dean sat in the conference room for five minutes after everyone left, staring down at the folder in front of him. He still couldn’t believe he was selected. He was going to be working on the highest profile case the FBI had seen in decades. Smiling, he shook himself out of his thoughts, gathered his papers, and tucked them back into the folder.

He was almost back to his desk when he realized he’d forgotten Charlie’s coffee. He did a U-turn and walked back to the break room, where there was an agent from the meeting already in there making coffee. He looked up when Dean entered and narrowed his eyes at him.

“So, Smith. Who’d you pay off to get that task force spot?” He scoffed and then grinned. “Or are you one of those ‘on your knees’ types?”

“Piss off, Brady,” Dean growled as he poured a cup of coffee, “you’re mad I was selected instead, I get it.”

“Not really” Brady tightened his jaw, “enjoy being the errand boy for the task force. They obviously need someone to fetch them coffee like a good dog,” Brady gestured to the cup in Dean’s hand. “Isn’t that right, boy?”

Dean smirked and looked up at him. “This coffee’s for Charlie. You know, the smoking hot southern redhead that sits next to me? You might want to try talking to some women, sometime. It might help with your self-image issues and obvious alpha-male overcompensation. Isn’t that right, boy?”

Brady gritted his teeth and opened his mouth to say something, but swallowed the thought and stormed away. Dean laughed softly to himself and walked out of the kitchen back to his desk. Charlie was on the phone when Dean set her coffee down on the corner of her desk, and she smiled, mouthing ‘thank you’ under her breath. He sat down in his chair and began to type up a crime scene report for a senior agent when Charlie hung up her phone.

“Well? How did it go, hon?” She asked, peeking her head over the cubicle wall and sipping from her coffee.

Dean looked up and smiled. “They picked me. First meeting is at three.”

Charlie gasped and set her coffee down before running around the desk and pulling Dean into a bone crushing hug, which earned looks from several surrounding agents. “I knew you’d get it, Doudou! I’m so happy for yah!”

Dean smiled and rubbed his hand up and down her back as she vigorously rocked him back and forth in their embrace. “Charlie… can’t breathe.”

“Oh, sorry. I get a little carried away sometimes.” Charlie stepped back and tucked a lock of red hair behind her ear.

“It’s okay,” Dean chuckled. He sat back down at his desk and then furrowed his brow. “Wait… did you call me doo-doo?”

Charlie laughed and shook her head as she sat back down. “No, hon. It’s spelled d-o-u-d-o-u. It’s French. It means ‘darling’ or ‘sweetie’.”

“I see. Well, keep that between you and me, okay?” Dean laughed as he continued typing up his report.

“Will do, Deano.” Charlie replied before she took another sip of her coffee and got back to work.

An alarm on Dean’s phone going off tore his attention from the eleven page report he was finalizing, alerting him that it was two forty-five and he needed to head out to the meeting. He silenced the alarm and locked his computer before he gathered his folder and a notepad.

“Knock ‘em Dead, hon,” Charlie said as Dean walked past her toward the conference room.

“Always do, cherry,” Dean said, throwing Charlie a wink.

“It’s ‘chérie’, darling,” Charlie said, giggling at Dean’s horrible pronunciation. “And you know you’re not my type.”

“Maybe not, but how else am I going to learn French without flirting with you?” Dean laughed as he walked away, earning and eyeroll from Charlie as he made his way to the conference room.

“Agent Smith!”

Dean turned around to see Novak walking toward him with a piece of paper in his hand. “Yes, sir?”

“Change of plans. Head home, pack a bag. Wheels up in two hours; we’re heading to New York. Local LEO’s are done with the crime scene and are letting us take over.” he handed Dean the paper and watched as he looked it over.

“First class?” Dean asked, raising an eyebrow.

“We have to fly with weapons, and it’s easier to be in first class so civilians don’t get nervous. We’ll meet at Gate 7,” Novak strode past Dean, “and make sure you bring your badge with you.”

“Yes, sir,” Dean whispered, staring at the plane ticket in his hand. He grinned and sprinted back to his desk to grab his bag and turn off his computer.

“What’s going on?” Charlie asked, poking her head over the cubicle wall, watching Dean frantically clean up the paperwork and files spread out across his desk.

“Plane to New York for the task force in two hours. Need to go home and pack.” Dean muttered.

“Go, hon. I’ll clean up your desk and shut everything down. Don’t miss your flight,” Charlie said, stepping out from her cubicle and into Dean’s.

“Really? Charlie, you’re awesome!” Dean said, pulling Charlie into a hug.

“I know,” she laughed. “Now get going! Go!”

Dean nodded frantically and grabbed his bag, making a run for the door. He was down to his car and back to his small apartment in only twenty minutes. He opened his door and was instantly greeted by a hyperactive bulldog jumping all over his legs and whimpering. Dean smiled and shut the door behind him before bending down to the pup.

“Hey, Benny,” Dean cooed, scratching between his ears. “You’re going to have to stay with Lisa for the next couple days, okay?”

The dog barked once in reply, feigning understanding. Dean stood back up and walked into his bedroom, pulling out a suitcase from his closet. Once he packed enough clothes and emptied his bathroom of important toiletries, Dean grabbed Benny’s leash, his bag of food, and his favorite squeaky toy and headed over to the apartment next door.

Lisa, Dean’s neighbor, was a stay-at-home mom of an eight-year-old boy named Ben, and always took care of Benny whenever he needed to leave town for work. Dean rapped three times on her door, and after a few seconds, Lisa answered with her arms full of clothing.

“Hey, Dean!” She said before looking down at the dog. “Well, if it isn’t my second favorite Benny! Here, come inside, I’m in the middle of laundry.”

Dean smiled and ran his hand over the back of his head and down his neck as he followed her inside and closed the door. “Hey Lisa. You mind taking care of him for a few days? I have a sudden business trip for work. Sorry about the short notice.”

“Of course,” She brushed a dark lock of hair out of her face with a finger. “You know Ben loves his canine twin. He’ll be excited. You just let me know when you’re back.” Lisa took the leash and supplies from Dean. “Have a safe trip!”

“Thank you, Lisa. Next time you need anything fixed on your car, you know who to call,” Dean smiled, turned around, and headed down the stairs to meet his cab.

The drive to the airport and the flight passed in a blur. Dean enjoyed his time in first class, and could definitely get used to it if it came with membership on the task force. The flight to Syracuse airport was uneventful, except for a nervous flight attendant asking why there were so many armed FBI agents on the flight (Novak assured her that there was no danger on the plane to calm her down), and they all arrived a few minutes before eight that night.

Once the group of five agents were on their way to the hotel, Novak turned around in his spot in the front passenger’s seat. “First thing tomorrow morning we’re heading out to the crime scene. We’re leaving at seven and expect to arrive close to eight. Local sheriff will meet us there. Try not to cause too much disruption tonight, okay, gentlemen?”

A couple of noises of approval followed by some laughter echoed throughout the van right as they pulled up outside the hotel. It was a very nice hotel (the name HILTON on the front should have given that away), and Dean was surprised at how much extra money the task force must have kept just for travel expenses. They all piled out of the van and began walking into the hotel.

“You okay, Smith?” Gabriel asked, noticing Dean stopped walking with the group.

Dean offered a shy smile. “I’m… yeah. Just not used to all of this…”

“Luxury?” Gabriel offered.

Dean nodded. “Is this a usual thing for you guys?”

“On any other task force, no. But this Justice Killer task force has been around for years, so the Bureau puts aside extra money to make sure the agents involved are at their best and are comfortable.” Gabriel opened the door for Dean, gesturing for him to enter.

“Thanks. I think I’m still in shock that I’m on this task force,” Dean laughed, walking with him toward the main area to check in.

“Take it from me, bucko. Novak was thoroughly impressed with your theory and he really thinks you have potential. Enjoy the ride.” Gabriel said before stepping away to the desk clerk to get their room keys.

Dean nodded and looked around at the spacious lobby and exquisite decor. This hotel had to be at least three hundred dollars a night for each room. He smirked when he saw signs directing patrons to an indoor heated pool and was happy that he remembered his swim trunks. Gabriel waving a keycard in front of his face broke his daydreaming.

“Earth to Smith,” Gabriel handed the keycard to Dean. “You’re in six-twenty. Rest of the agents are in six twenty-one and down. You headed out tonight?”

Dean started walking toward the elevator with Gabriel and smiled. “Nah, I’m gonna go for a swim and hit the sack. Want to be on my game tomorrow.”

“Boring. Suit yourself. See you in the morning,” Gabriel said over his shoulder as he walked toward the hotel bar.

After a swim and some pie from room service, Dean fell asleep on the huge king bed in his suite. His phone alarm went off at five thirty the following morning and he rolled out of bed and got directly into the shower. By six thirty, he was already down in the hotel’s restaurant eating breakfast and reading the newspaper. There was an article about the murder and he was skimming over it as Gabriel stumbled into the room and sat down at his table.

“You look like you could use some coffee, man,” Dean said, raising his voice a little.

“Not so loud, please. I think I might still be drunk,” Gabriel muttered, grabbing the large jug of coffee and pouring himself a cup. “They give you those complimentary little champagne bottles, what the hell are you supposed to do with ‘em?”

Dean smiled as the other agents one by one arrived for breakfast as well, the last being Novak at five to seven. He swiped a croissant from the table and devoured it in a few bites. “Ready to go, gentlemen?”

The ride to the cabin took a little less than an hour, and just like Novak said, there were two squad cars at the scene when they arrived. Dean took his time looking around the location, noticing how secluded the cabin was and how easy it must have been for the killers to get in and out.

“Smith and Gabriel, join me inside. Guthrie and MacLeod, get the evidence from the sheriff and catalog it for transport,” Novak said, walking toward the front steps of the cabin. Dean sprinted over to him while Gabriel slowly shuffled after them.

The second that Dean walked inside the cabin, the strong smell of bleach hit his nose. It was extremely evident that someone cleaned up the scene after the killing was done. He wandered into the kitchen, taking note of how much detritus and food scraps there were scattered across the room.

“Look at the kitchen. There was no way this guy used bleach to clean his house. He doesn’t strike me as the type to clean anything, period,” Dean thought out loud, drawing the attention of Novak and Gabriel, who both joined him in the kitchen. “The body was found downstairs?”

“Yes. Officers who found the body said the front door was open and light was spilling onto the street,” Gabriel said, flipping through a folder in his hand.

“The door being left open was done intentionally. Our killers are too meticulous and controlling to let something like that happen. I’m guessing it was done to draw the attention of the officers so his body would be found quickly,” Dean gestured toward the stairs to the basement. “One of them called police and reported an officer down, knowing that all officers in the area would respond. I’m guessing one of them at least has some kind of police training or knowledge.”

“Gabriel, why aren’t you writing this down?” Novak nudged Gabriel with his elbow.

“Don’t worry guys, I have it covered,” Dean pulled out a tape recorder from his pocket and wiggled it in his fingers. “Let’s head to the basement.”

Dean walked down the stairs to the basement and groaned as the smell of stale blood hit his nose. The bed was still in the same position as it was when Mark Allen had met his brutal end. Dean studied it for a few moments before tilting his head.

“Do you have the autopsy photos?” He asked.

Gabriel shifted papers in the folder in his hand and pulled out several photographs from the medical examiner’s report. Dean flipped through them and stopped when he came to the photo of Mark’s knees. He squinted and used his thumb and pointer finger to measure the length and width of each bruise.

“These bruises were made by two different sized shoes. One is a women’s size seven or so, and the other one,” Dean looked up at the two agents, “is a women’s size nine.”

“Wait a second,” Novak shook his head. “Are you saying we have two women serial killers? I mean, women serial killers alone are rare. But two working as a team? Come on.”

“I don’t know what it means, sir, but unless she has two different sized feet or works with a man who wears women’s shoes, it looks like two women. I’m going to check out back.” Dean said as he walked back up the stairs and out on the back porch with Novak and Gabriel following closely behind.

Dean walked outside and down the steps into the backyard of the house, noticing the drying mud surrounding the cabin. “Did it rain after the murder?”

“Yeah. A few hours after the body was found a couple thunderstorms passed through. Why?” Gabriel asked.

Dean gestured to faint indents in the mud that trailed from the edge of the stairs and to the edge of the woods. “These look like footprints coming from the woods over there.”

“Deer tracks. It’s noted in the file report. Not uncommon for deer to be around these parts looking for food and mates,” Gabriel said, reading from the crime scene report.

“These aren’t deer tracks. Why would a deer walk up to the back of the cabin multiple times and follow the same path back down the side of the cabin back into the woods? It doesn’t make sense.” Dean followed the trail of faint footprints to the edge of the woods. “You guys can wait here if you want.”

Both men shook their heads and followed Dean as he carefully made his way through the woods, following the muddy tracks. Dean came upon a small clearing behind a row of trees, and instantly recognized four equidistant imprints as tire tracks from a vehicle.

“Yahtzee,” he said to himself, pointing at the tracks as they made it to the clearing. “Tire tracks.”

Gabriel looked up at the trees surrounding them and smiled. “Looks like the trees blocked some of the rain from the treads so we might be able to get a match.”

Novak came over and patted Dean on the back. “Way to go, kid. I think you just gave us the first lead we’ve had in over a year.”

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SummertimeSlick Round Up!

You can find all the contributions that we reblogged in our SummertimeSlick tag. Please check it out for the art, aesthetics, recs and reblogs that weren’t put into the ao3 collection.

The Library MasterPost has now been updated to include all the new pairings, dynamics, tropes, AUs, Kinks and more that you created for the fest! So head on over and browse. If you contributed and we didn’t reblog you, please get in touch! We had massive issues with changes to tumblr during the fest, and may have missed some!

All the fics from the AO3 Collection we have now added below the cut, including those not posted/reblogged on tumblr. Or go check out the collection directly and check out the awesome 50+ entries.

We’re considering hosting something like this again, maybe an annual slick fest or some smaller events here and there, so give us some feedback on whether you’d be interested!

Thanks so much to everyone who contributed, reblogged, commented, liked and kudos’d - you made this fest so much fun for us all!!

Much love and thanks to @tcbook for our header art!

We organised these roughly by week, with compilation fics that cover the whole fest to start.

Compilations:

Summertime Slick Fest by FunkyRacoon @funkyracoon Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, Nigel (Charlie Countryman)/Adam Raki, One Eye (Valhalla Rising)/Cal Roberts, Le Chiffre/Buddy Wittenborn, Will Graham/Magnus (Torremolinos 73) Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Werewolf!Will, Wendigo!Hannibal, Murder, Cannibalism, Talks about murdering children, Violence, Rutting, Greek Mythology, extreme fluff, Mpreg, mild dub-con, Tentacles, Knotting, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Dark Will Graham, Necromancer! Will, Mobster AU, porn star au, Porn Star Will, Porn Star Magnus Summary: Ongoing prompt fills for the SummertimeSlick daily prompts

Quick Slick Fic by shiphitsthefan @shiphitsthefan Not Rated (rated per chapter) // M/M, F/F, Multi // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, Lee Fallon/Nigel (Charlie Countryman), Alana Bloom/Margot Verger, Jimmy Price/Brian Zeller, Abigail Hobbs/Freddie Lounds, Prince Charmont (Ella Enchanted)/ One Eye (Valhalla Rising), Bedelia Du Maurier/Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, Bedelia Du Maurier/Hannibal Lecter, Bedelia Du Maurier/Will Graham Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Beta, Alpha/Omega, Beta/Omega, Beta/Beta, Omega/Omega, Alpha/Alpha, alpha/omega/omega, Additional Warnings In Author's Note Summary: Ficlets for #SummertimeSlick. Pairings/ratings listed below; summaries in chapters.

Everyone Needs Some Love (Or Slick) by FrostyLee Teen And Up Audiences // M/M // Lee Fallon/Ronnie, Lee Fallon/Nigel (Charlie Countryman), Lee Fallon/Hannibal Lecter, Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, Elias (Men & Chicken)/Lee Fallon, Nigel (Charlie Countryman)/Adam Raki, Joe Connor/Lucas (Jagten), Lee Fallon/Kaecilius (Marvel), Adam Raki/Lee Fallon, Galahad/Tristan (Arthurian), Prince Charmont (Ella Enchanted)/ One Eye (Valhalla Rising) Selected Tags: Nonbinary Lee Fallon, Vampire Ronnie, Werewolf Lee Fallon, Werewolf Will Graham, Alternate Universe - Werewolf, new kink, Rope Bondage, Asphyxiation, slight hate towards Lee, Bodyswap, temporary Wendigo Will, temporary Witch Hannibal, Witch Will, Wendigo Hannibal, True Mates, Psychic Bond, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, surprise heat, Accidental Bonding, References to Knotting, Spy Will, Hannibal is a Cannibal, Popsicles, Broken Aircon, Swimming Pool, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Vacation, Author Will, Book Character Hannibal, Cuba Summary: Summertime Slick Fest is rearing to go for all of our lovely Hugh and Mads characters! Why not add some slick to the mix for a mess eh?

De las aves y las abejas. by DaughterOfTheMurderHusbands @daughterofthemurderhusbands Teen And Up Audiences // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, Darko/Nigel (Charlie Countryman)/Adam Raki, Will Graham/Nigel (Charlie Countryman), Nigel (Charlie Countryman)/Adam Raki, Elias (Men & Chicken) & Adam Towers, Lee Fallon / Nigel (Charlie Countryman), Prince Charmont (Ella Enchanted)/Johann Struensee, Prince Charmont (Ella Enchanted)/ One Eye (Valhalla Rising), Adam Towers / Nigel (Charly Countryman), Adam Raki / One Eye (Valhalla Rising), Le Chiffre/Adam Towers, Elias (Men & Chicken) & Adam Raki, Le Chiffree / Cal Roberts, Galen Erso / Cal Roberts, Kaecilius / Adam Towers, Kaecilius / Cal Roberts Selected Tags: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Underage, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Alpha / Alpha, Knotting, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Rimming, español, vouyerismo, Mpreg, Post Mpreg, Cult Summary: Mi compilación de pequeños One Shot para el festival ABO #SummertimeSlickFest!

#SummertimeSlick 2017 Ficlets by popsicle_stick @mxpopsiclestix Not Rated // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, True Mates, References to Knotting, Popsicles, Broken Aircon, Office Sex, Scenting, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Hot Tub, Masturbation, Mutual Masturbation, Come Eating, Canon-Typical Violence, Blood Kink, Dark Will Graham, Hannibal is Hannibal, Arranged Marriage, Sex Toys, Omega/Omega, Knotting Dildos, Knotting, Kitchen Sex, Oral Sex Summary: Short prompt fills for the Hannigram A-B-O Library's #SummertimeSlick event!

Summertime Slick 2017 by clearbluewater3 @whispersthroughthechrysalis Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, Nigel (Charlie Countryman)/Adam Raki Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Mpreg, Mating Run, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Mating Bond, Lactation Kink, Male Lactation, non sexual intimacy, non-sexual nudity, Scenting, Snowed in together Summary: A bunch of fics for the Hannigram A/B/O library Summertime Slick fest. Fics will be posted as and when they are finished. Fic specific notes will be at the beginning of each chapter, and tags will be updated as and when. Series - Part 2 of Fests and challenges

#SummertimeSlick 2017 Ficlets Collection by TheSilverQueen @thesilverqueenlady General Audiences // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Werewolves, Full Shift Werewolves Summary: A collection of all the ficlets for #SummertimeSlick 2017. Series - Part 4 of TheSilverQueen's Ficlet Collections

Omegaverse Prompt Fills by TigerPrawn @desperatelyseekingcannibals Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, Nigel (Charlie Countryman)/Adam Raki, Aiden (Blood and Chocolate)/Nigel (Charlie Countryman) Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Verse, Alpha/Omega, Scenting, Purring, Fluff, Light Angst, Love Confessions, Wendigo, Wendigo Hannibal, Human Sacrifice, Blow Jobs, Anal Fingering, mentions of cannibalism, mentions of mpreg, trying to get pregnant, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Heat Sex, Daddy Kink, Knotting, Alpha/Alpha, Rut, alpha knotting alpha, pre-heat, Caretaking, Alternate Universe - Werewolf, Drag Queens, RuPaul's Drag Race References, Alternate Universe - Fashion & Models Summary: Prompt fills for Hannigram/AU and Rarepairs that are specifically omegaverse. Series - Part 36 of ABO/Omegaverse Fics by TigerPrawn and Part 2 of PROMPT FILLS

Summertime Slick Fest by what_about_the_fish @whataboutthefish Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter Selected Tags: The Red Dragon, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Scenting, Other: See Story Notes Summary: This is written for the #SummertimeSlick Fest. Additional tags will be added when and if they come along. This is my first attempt at writing for Hannibal fandom and the first thing I've written in a looooong time. Please forgive all punctuation mistakes this is unbeta'd Hope you enjoy!

#Summertime Slick Fest by Gabrielredsun @healing-ink-deactivated20170719 Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Feminization, I will add more tags as i add more chapters Summary: Written for the #SummerTimeSlickFest. I'll put the warnings of each chapter at the beginning so please be sure to check them.

A/B/O Trope Week:

Out of the Shadows by 11Mydesign11, Destinyawakened, Identically_Different @identically-different Explicit // M/M // Le Chiffre/Cal Roberts, Cal Roberts/Steve Meyer Selected Tags: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omegaverse, Alpha/Omega, Younger Cal, meyerism, Religion, Destiny, Soulmates, Angst, Suggested Non-con, Forced Bonding, Murder, Bonding Summary: At newly eighteen years old, Cal Roberts is unwillingly bonded to the only parental figure he's known she he was five. Kept, leashed, and collared. Accepting his fate, Cal does as he is told until he convinced a dangerous man to come to compound to hear about the Light.

Carnivorous by TigerPrawn @desperatelyseekingcannibals Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Verse, Alpha/Omega, Furry, Furries, Vore, Cannibalism, yiffing, sex in fursuits, Implied Murder, Secret Identity, Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting Summary: for #SummertimeSlick prompt: New Kink Discovery. Will - Charmer the Mongoose - has a secret desire to indulge a taboo and he has found a willing partner in fellow furry - Ripper the Lion. But has he bitten off more than he can chew? Series - Part 37 of ABO/Omegaverse Fics by TigerPrawn

Fear the omega by TCbook @tcbook Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, reference to MPreg, Horny dorks, It's my baby!, Crack Summary: Never let Hannibal Lecter drive under distress. Safety first.

Bonded by nightliferogue @slashyrogue Explicit // M/M // Nigel (Charlie Countryman)/Adam Raki Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omegaverse, Mating Bond, broken bonds, Knotting, Handcuffed to Bed Summary: There were many people who could tell you what it felt like to lose a mate, but very few who could tell you the pain of the loss when your mate was still alive. Nigel was now one of those unlucky few.

References To Knotting by TigerPrawn @desperatelyseekingcannibals Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Verse, Alpha/Omega, References to Knotting, alphas and omegas are extinct, latent dynamics, Surprise Knotting, True Mates, Knotting, slightly cracky Summary: for #SummertimeSlick prompt: References To Knotting. A year after their fall from the bluff, Will and Hannibal’s relationship becomes physical - with some unexpected results. Series - Part 39 of ABO/Omegaverse Fics by TigerPrawn

Consequences by victorine @victorineb General Audiences // M/M // Galahad/Tristan (King Arthur 2004) Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, surprise heat, First Kiss, Fluff, Summary: The stupid thing was that, for once, he hadn't even been thinking about kissing Tristan. Normally it was all he could do to stop himself from claiming that tempting mouth, poppy red and – in Galahad’s imaginings, anyway – petal soft, working itself into that curling smirk that brought his breath short. He had devoted long hours to constructing first kisses in his mind: some deep and lingering, some gentle and faltering, some filthy-sweet and wet. And all perfect. Instead, in the end, he kissed Tristan for the first time by clumsily smashing their mouths together because the omega simply wouldn't shut up. In which Galahad plants a kiss on Tristan and gets far, far more than he bargained for from the omega.

Petrichor by popsicle_stick @mxpopsiclestix Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter Selected Tags: Murder Husbands, Alpha/Omega, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Rough Sex, surprise heat, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Omega Verse, Mating Bites, Animal Instincts, Scenting, Knotting, First Time, Biting Summary: His first thought upon waking was that Hannibal must have known, the asshole.

The Death of Me by purefoysgirl @jadegreenworks Explicit // M/M, Other // Nigel (Charlie Countryman)/Adam Raki Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Omega Verse, Knotting, References to Knotting, Porn Watching, Vaginal Fingering, intersex omega, Oral Sex, Hand Jobs Summary: Nigel doesn't know how he got to the States or what on earth he's supposed to do now, but he finds distraction in the form of a straightforward and curious Omega named Adam, who just might be the death of him.

Sick Puppies by Cankersore666 @cankersore666 Explicit // M/M, Other // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, Will Graham & his dogs Selected Tags: Rape/Non-Con, Will Graham's Dogs, Bestiality, Mildly Dubious Consent, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Biting, Claiming, Scratching, Knotting Dildos, Knotting, References to Knotting, heat clinics, Hallucinations, Felching Summary: Will has a lot of dogs. it's exactly what it sounds like

A Perfect Scent. by DaughterOfTheMurderHusbands @daughterofthemurderhusbands General Audiences // M/M // Le Chiffre/Adam Towers Selected Tags: Fluff, Post Mpreg, Mates, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics Summary: #SUMMERTIMESLICK Quick Ficlets. Day 3: Scent Series - Part 3 of Tumblr Ficlets

A Companionable Life by HotSauce418 @hotsauce418 Explicit // M/M // Prince Charmont (Ella Enchanted)/ One Eye (Valhalla Rising) Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Mpreg, Knotting, Scenting, Male Lactation, Lactation, Lactation Kink, Mating Cycles/In Heat, heat sickness, Unplanned Pregnancy Summary: Alpha One Eye and Omega Char have travelled far and started a new home and life together. The Omega Char finds himself again at odds with his secondary gender when an unplanned pregnancy occurs. Series - Part 3 of A Companionable Silence : #ValhallaEnchanted Series

Manderlay by DaughterOfTheMurderHusbands, samui_sakura (sammie_s43073) @daughterofthemurderhusbands @samui-sakura88 Mature // M/M, F/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, Bedelia Du Maurier/Hannibal Lecter, Anthony Dimmond/Bedelia Du Maurier, Matthew Brown/Will Graham, Anthony Dimmond/Will Graham Selected Tags: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Slow Burn, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Angst with a Happy Ending, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Married Life, Mpreg, Post Mpreg, Hannibal is a Cannibal, Will has no idea, until he does, Murder, Knotting, Fluff and Smut, Pregnant Sex, Attempted Rape/Non-Con, Attempted Murder, Dark Will, Murder Husbands, keeping secrets, Discovering secrets, Violence towards a pregnant person, Canon-Typical Violence, Loosely based on Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier, Age Difference, Dubious Consent, Marital Abuse (a little), Cheating, Implied/Referenced Cheating, Alpha pheromone abuse Summary: For 29-year-old Omega Will Graham life is gone to hell, his husband died and he is all alone in a world that doesn't allow Omegas to work. Poor and lonely he agrees to re-marry one of Jack Crawford's friends. 39-year-old Hannibal Lecter lost his wife a year ago and wants nothing more than to build a family to provide for. When he meets Will he is too eager to marry and claim him to do so. But Will has no idea of the secrets Hannibal keeps, and when he finds the diary of his late wife, Bedelia, things start to get very dark. Is Hannibal as dark as his wife implies? And, will that darkness stain even Will as he tries to please his Alpha with submission and pups? Spoiler Alert, It does.

Until we taste blood and bliss by TCbook @tcbook Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter Selected Tags: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Underage, Teeneagers, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, kind of slow burn, Fluff, Angst, Happy Ending, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, heat, Masturbation, Puberty, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con Summary: Everything can happen after being rejected. A high school romance to become together.

What Does Freak Smell Like? by Kateera @kateera Mature // M/M // Matthew Brown/Randall Tier Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Scenting, Alternate Universe Summary: Randall is a freak among alphas, a man and beast separate from each other but sharing the same body, and is shunned by most of his peers. Matthew has been recently released from The Center for Omega Behavioral Health with a diagnosis of AOD (Aggressive Omega Disorder) and is looking for revenge on the one who locked him up. Neither man has looked for love from anyone until The Beast, Randall's alpha side, follows his nose. Series - Part 1 of Freaks of Nature

What Does Freak Sound Like? by Kateera @kateera Explicit // M/M // Matthew Brown/Randall Tier Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Rimming, Accidental Bonding, Choking, Biting, Split Persona Summary: Randall and Matthew meet again, this time at the grocery store, and Matthew is going through his first heat since the institute. What's a poor alpha to do but help the suffering omega out? What could possibly go wrong? Series - Part 2 of Freaks of Nature

One Night Stand by ElectraRhodes @electrarhodes Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter Selected Tags: ABO, Accidental Mpreg, ABO Tropes, Elevators Summary: As if his life isn't stressful enough Will thinks he just might have been knocked up by the glorious Alpha from that night in DC. Problem one he didn't get they guy's number, problem two, he didn't even get his name. Team Sassy Science Deal and Hannibal gets his man. Eventually.

Masked by TigerPrawn @desperatelyseekingcannibals Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Verse, Alpha/Omega, surprise heat, Prison Sex, masked sex, Happy Ending, Murder Husbands, Claiming, Bonding, Mating Cycles/In Heat Summary: for #SummertimeSlick prompt: Surprise Heat. Season 3 AU where the events of Mizumono unfolded a little differently and resulted in Hannibal’s arrest. Now in the BSHCI, he unexpectedly goes into heat and there is only one alpha the FBI trust to handle it. Series - Part 38 of ABO/Omegaverse Fics by TigerPrawn

Laima's Chosen by canis_m @unicornmagic Mature // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter Selected Tags: Underage, Alternate Universe - High School, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Age Difference, Scenting, Masturbation, Implied/Referenced Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Daddy Issues, sexual dreams about deer Summary: A high school senior in Louisiana gets ambushed by an unexpected heat. Good thing there's a doctor on call.

Priority One by shiphitsthefan @shiphitsthefan Mature // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, Jimmy Price/Brian Zeller Selected Tags: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Alternate Universe - Science Fiction, Xenomorph Will, Android Hannibal, Past Character Death, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Medical Experimentation, Body Horror, Hannibal Discovers Feelings, Inspired by Art, Mad Science, Ethical Dilemmas, Angst and fluff and humor, Team Sassy Science, Additional Warnings In Author's Note Summary: Will Graham became the unwilling host of a xenomorph, ultimately leading to his demise. Hannibal, an android scientist working for the Verger-Pazzi Corporation, finds his dear friend's death unacceptable; additionally, the opportunity to study the newly-discovered species is too tempting to turn down. The Company looks to profit; the crew of the Baltimore, to cope; the resurrected and hybridized Will, to accept his fate. As for Hannibal, his developing emotions may prove more alien than the actual one he cares for on board. A series of related ficlets taking place within the Alien universe.

Summertime Week:

Una prueba de amor by 11Mydesign11, You_Are_As_Alone_As_I_Am Explicit // M/M // John Truscott/Hannibal Lecter Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Verse, Alpha/Omega, Slow Burn, Scenting, Knotting, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Professor Hannibal,Student John, Biting, Bonding, Manipulative Hannibal, Falling In Love, Religious Guilt, Broken airconditioner, Beach Sex Summary: Young Omega, good Christian boy & linguistics student John Truscott goes to Spain at the behest of his father to study with renowned Professor Hannibal Lecter, a wealthy and respected, unmated Alpha. How will the chaste Omega get along with the cultured and very experienced Alpha?

Air Conditioning is an Omega's Best Friend by Kateera @kateera Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Hannibal is a Cannibal, Rimming, Will Knows Summary: Hannibal's air conditioning breaks and he's not dealing well with the heat. Will offers to fix it and in the aftermath, things heat up between them.

Up The Ante by TigerPrawn @desperatelyseekingcannibals Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Verse, Alpha/Omega, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Strip Poker, Ice Play, Popsicles, Knotting, Rough Sex Summary: for #SummertimeSlick prompt: Popsicles A Prompt from Patreon: After the fall - Alpha Hannibal and Omega Will have been enjoying the sun and fun in blahville but lately Will has been getting restless. With his heat approaching, and he knows it's going to be hellish, he decides he wants to have a little fun on this week's date night. So Will, knowing that Hannibal considers himself an excellent poker player, challenges him to a night of poker. At first Hannibal turns him down saying that it would be too boring and that he wouldn't want to hurt Will's feelings by winning all night. Will decides to up the ante by making it strip poker, to which Hannibal cannot resist. Unbeknownst to Hannibal, Will has been practicing at online poker. Date night rolls around, clothes begin to drop and by the end of the night it may even get hotter! Series - Part 40 of ABO/Omegaverse Fics by TigerPrawn and Part 9 of PROMPT FILLS

Fandom Trope Week:

Evil is a Point of View by 11Mydesign11, Destinyawakened, Identically_Different @identically-different Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, implied Molly Graham/Will Graham Selected Tags: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, vampire AU, Interview with a Vampire AU, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, True Mates, soul mates, alpha/beta/Omega dynamics with Vampires, Smut, Bonding, Longing, Angst, Biting, Bloodlust, Pining, Manipulation Summary: Will Graham's pain is good enough to drink, enough so that Alpha Count Lecter wants to keep the Omega forever, however Will's humanity and empathy only heighten with the gift, making matters difficult to start to embrace his darkness, but once he does, it's clear their bond reaches beyond maker and progeny.

Trope: Slave Auction (Basic Chickens AU) by TigerPrawn @desperatelyseekingcannibals Explicit // M/M // Elias (Men & Chicken)/Adam Towers Selected Tags: slave auction au, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Verse, Alpha/Omega, Futuristic Fantasy, Alternate Universe - Science Fiction, Past Abuse, Slavery, Sexual Slavery, Class Issues, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Maybe a little angst, Rebellion, Happy Ending Summary: In a world ruled by the dominant omega ruling class, the almost extinct alphas are traded like cattle. The best some of them can hope for is to be auctioned to a benevolent owner. Elias has high hopes when he is sold as a service slave, but when he realises he has been bought by the son of the region’s strict and cruel overseer he gives up all hope of any luxuries or freedoms. Series - Part 15 of Trope Trope: Exploring fic tropes in an Omegaverse setting and Part 32 of ABO/Omegaverse Fics by TigerPrawn

Slaughter House Cannibal by dandelion_wishes @dandelionwishes70 Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter Selected Tags: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage, Alternate Universe - Bikers, Biker!Hannibal, teenager!Will, singer!Will?, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, noMpreg, Kidnapping, Non-Consensual Drug Use, selling, Human Trafficking, Betrayal, Revenge, Revenge Sex, Murder Summary: "You know your tone is very rude." Growls the alpha as he exhales some smoke. "Well it's rude for someone to ask about your love life when they bump into you on the street. Even ruder not to apologize when it's their fault!" Will snarls before he remembers, he is not talking to some alpha from school. He finds himself slammed up against the wall by a very irritated large alpha caging him. Both his hands on either side of his head and his body close but not touching Will.

Welcome Back to California by TigerPrawn @desperatelyseekingcannibals Explicit // M/M // Nigel (Charlie Countryman)/Adam Raki Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Verse, Alpha/Omega, Reunion Sex, Lingerie, Rimming, Oral Fixation, Fluff and Smut Summary: For SummertimeSlick - oral fixation. From Patreon Prompt: Nigel can't get enough of Adam and is always kissing him whenever he can. What if he finds other ways to use his mouth to pleasure his little stargazer? Series - Part 9 of California & Beyond and Part 42 of ABO/Omegaverse Fics by TigerPrawn and Part 11 of PROMPT FILLS

What Does Freak Taste Like? by Kateera @kateera Explicit // M/M // Matthew Brown/Randall Tier, Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Role Reversal, Rimming, Murder, taking advice from Hannibal and Will Summary: Randall isn't happy with how hard its been for Matthew to adjust to their bond. He takes some advice from another bonded couple and helps Matthew see that Randall has his back, with murder. Series - Part 3 of Freaks of Nature

Where You Least Expect It by vix_spes @vix-spes Mature // M/M // Nigel (Charlie Countryman)/Adam Raki Selected Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Getting Together, Slavery, Auction, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Mating Cycles/In Heat Summary: It was bad enough that he was in America and then Nigel ended up at a slave auction.

Dionysus Hall by Cinnamaldeide @cinnamaldeide Mature // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Verse, Alpha/Alpha, Greek Mythology, first encounter Summary: Omegas are meant to sooth Alphas, to expose the instinctive eagerness to protect rather than the impulse for violence. Jack deems omegan companionship as an appropriate substitute for the professional support to which the Federal Bureau of Investigation would ordinarily resort.

Trope: Celeb AU (Spacedogs AU) by TigerPrawn @desperatelyseekingcannibals Explicit // M/M // Nigel (Charlie Countryman)/Adam Raki Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Verse, Alpha/Alpha, Alternate Universe - Celebrity, Closeted Character, Developing Friendships, Developing Relationship, Requited Love, Angst with a Happy Ending Summary: Nigel Lupescu is a famous actor - he’s the bad alpha of the movie industry, linked to a different leading omega every month. He’s making it big in Hollywood and nothing is going to derail that! But then Adam Raki is brought in as a consultant on set and… DAMN! The only problem is that they are both alphas and Nigel is so far in the closet he’s practically in Narnia. Nigel is terrified that his sexuality might be uncovered and how it will affect his career. But is he willing to risk it for a shot at love? Series - Part 14 of Trope Trope: Exploring fic tropes in an Omegaverse setting and Part 31 of ABO/Omegaverse Fics by TigerPrawn

Lures, Cards, and Trailing Storms by bluethegreat1, Seethe Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Cal Roberts Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Knotting, shapeshifter AU Summary: A summer storm puts a damper on a fishing trip but ignites a game of strip poker.

Inconvenient by TigerPrawn @desperatelyseekingcannibals Explicit // M/M // Ellis Ashmead-Bartlett/Igor Stravinsky Selected Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, No war, Arranged Marriage, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Verse, Alpha/Omega, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Mpreg, Unexpected Pregnancy Summary: for #SummertimeSlick prompt: Arranged Marriage AU. They hated each other as children, so when Ellis presents as omega and is betrothed to alpha Igor, it looks like this may prove inconvenient from beginning to end. Series - Part 41 of ABO/Omegaverse Fics by TigerPrawn and Part 10 of PROMPT FILLS

Kink Week:

Adamantine and Unyielding by shiphitsthefan @shiphitsthefan Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter Selected Tags: Underage, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Pederasty, Power Imbalance, Ritual Sex, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Heat Torture, Bondage, Blood Magic, Blood Drinking, Sex Magic, Alternate Universe - Greek Mythology Summary: Will has acted as Hades for hundreds of years, but never once has he claimed a Persephone of his own. Hannibal, however, may prove to be a fruit impossible not to taste.

Your Humble Servant by AKSST @aksst Explicit // F/M, M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, Bedelia Du Maurier/Hannibal Lecter, Bedelia Du Maurier/Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, Bedelia Du Maurier/Will Graham Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Dom/sub, Heat Torture, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Chastity Device, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Butt Plugs, Riding Crops, Nipple Play, Nipple Piercings, Shibari, Bondage, Cannibalism, Sadism, Humiliation Summary: After the fall, Hannibal and Will recuperate at Bedelia's house. In her arrogance she assumed the dominant role, Hannibal has a plan all along, and in the meantime, hotness ensured.

To Live With the Sea by Kateera @kateera Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Tentacles, Tentacle Sex, insertion, Happy Ending Summary: Hannibal prays for Will's life as they fall from the cliff and his prayer is answered. The god of the sea has plans for Hannibal and Will is along for the ride, for now.

Saviour by TigerPrawn @desperatelyseekingcannibals Explicit // M/M // Elias (Men & Chicken)/Lee Fallon Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Verse, Alpha/Omega, Shifter AU, otter Lee, bull Elias (mostly), Tentacle Sex, non-binary Lee, Sick Character, dying character, Happy Ending, Everybody Lives Summary: For summertimeslick - tentacles. Elias, Lee, tentacles and a bar pick up. What could possibly go wrong? Nothing, in fact everything goes perfectly right! Series - Part 45 of ABO/Omegaverse Fics by TigerPrawn and Part 13 of PROMPT FILLS and Part 5 of Non Binary Fics

Earned by Cankersore666 @cankersore666 Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter Selected Tags: Underage, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Rut, suprise rut, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Hannibal is 16, Character Death, Mating Bites, Heat Sex, Knotting, Knot Denial, Vehicular Sex, Public Claiming, Underage Sex, Bonding, Hannibal is Hannibal, dubcon for heat sex Summary: Will Graham comes across a young omega in need.

No Knots Between Us by TigerPrawn @desperatelyseekingcannibals Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Verse, Beta/Beta, post murder horniness, Established Relationship, Sexual Roleplay, Knotting Cock Ring, Knot Denial, Begging, Blow Jobs, Hand Jobs, Knotting Summary: This night both betas had clearly been affected by the events of the day. There had been something arousing about what had happened with Tobias Budge. The way that Will had fended off the alpha and Hannibal had subsequently killed him. Taking down an alpha serial killer was bound to make any beta feel heady and hyped up. But this was something different. Will and Hannibal explore new ground in their relationship. Series - Part 44 of ABO/Omegaverse Fics by TigerPrawn

I Want To See You by purefoysgirl @jadegreenworks Explicit // M/M, Other // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter Selected Tags: Alien Biology, Alien Sex, Coleoid Hannibal, Tentacles, Hannibal Has Tentacles, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Interspecies Sex, Interspecies Relationship(s), Interspecies Romance Summary: Will Graham is a jittery Alpha more interested in seeing behind his Coleoid psychiatrist's Person Suit than he is in talking about himself. Hannibal is a Coleoid angling to snare Will by his curiosity and explore just how compatible a human and an alien can be.

Debauched Delicacy by TigerPrawn @desperatelyseekingcannibals Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Verse, Alpha/Omega, Fluff and Smut, Oral Fixation, Eating Kink, Feeding Kink, Blow Jobs, Oral Knotting Summary: For SummertimeSlick - oral fixation. Prompt fill: Cute fluff with chubby Will or Hanni and their love handles Series - Part 43 of ABO/Omegaverse Fics by TigerPrawn and Part 12 of PROMPT FILLS

Yellow by TigerPrawn @desperatelyseekingcannibals Explicit // M/M // Grigg Harris/Nigel (Charlie Countryman) Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Verse, Alpha/Omega, Accidental Bonding, Mpreg, Unplanned Pregnancy, Pregnant Sex, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Angst with a Happy Ending, Developing Relationship, True Mates, MPREG SEX, Possessive Behavior, Happy Ending Summary: Previously in this series: Grigg and Nigel met one drunken night and end up accidentally bonded. It could be the start of a cheesy romance or a horror movie! Luckily they discover they might just be meant for each other. Yellow: Will things work out well enough for them to truly play happy families? Series - Part 5 of Oops... (Griggel ABO) and Part 14 of ABO/Omegaverse Fics by TigerPrawn

#better late than never #sorry shit has been crazy #summertimeslick #hannibal #hannigram #fanfic #fic rec #fanart #Alpha/Beta/Omega dynamics #omegaverse #info #hannigram au #rare pair #shelfstocking

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Try to Understand (pt. 3)

Characters: Alpha!Dean Smith, Omega!Reader, Omega!Charlie, Beta!Benny

Word Count: 4575 (Not gonna bother apologizing, I like to use words)

Warnings: Language, A/B/O dynamics, mentions of sexual situations

A/N: Hi friends. So, yeah, this took me a while to get back to, but here’s the third part of my AU Alpha!Dean Smith A/B/O based on the song “Magic Man” by Heart. Once again, thanks to @dr-dean for hosting the initial challenge that started this whole story. So much gratitude to @roxy-davenport for being an awesome beta and helping me get this chapter where I wanted it!! As always, feedback and constructive criticism are welcome and appreciated! XOXO

Catch up here Part 1 Part 2 Part 4 *Reader’s thoughts are in italics.

From Part 2:

“You want me?” he asks again, his fingers dancing on your skin, eyes dark and focused, lips parted as he breathes heavily waiting for your answer.

You lick your dry lips, the word coming out hoarsely, but clear nonetheless.

“Yes.”

He hums, satisfied with your response. You watch Dean’s eyes as they follow his fingers along the collar of your shirt. You stretch your neck as he drifts his fingers over the skin there, just barely tickling you and igniting a rush that makes its way down your body in a shiver. Your eyes roll back in your skull, and your head follows the movement, stretching your neck as your head tilts to the side.

His hand moves lower, his palm just brushing over your breast, grazing at the stiff peak of your nipple, making you jerk your head down as you gasp. Your body had never felt this sensitive, so amped up. He watches you respond to him, his jaw set as he focuses on his touch, a controlled hunger in his eyes. Never had you been with a man who had looked at you that way, like he could eat you alive.

It all sends a fresh wave of nervousness through you. “Dean?” you whisper. His attention immediately returns to your face, watching your lip tremble as you ask, “It won’t - it won’t hurt, will it?”

He freezes, eyes wide and forehead creased, head shaking as he starts to mutter, “You’re not-”

“No, no,” you assure him, your cheeks and ears burning red, “But, just only with betas. Obviously.” Because alphas cannot be trusted to control themselves.

His shoulders drop back as he relaxes slightly. “Thank god. I mean...you know what I mean?”

You nod, trying to play it off before you shyly add, “And never with a stranger...like this.”

The admission catches in your throat as the words click. Dean is a stranger. A stranger and an alpha.

Silence settles over the room. His hand still rests on your ribs, hot through the fabric of your sheets and you’re fighting the urge to wiggle beneath him to make him brush against your breast again, despite the sudden flare of fear settling in your gut.

He clears his throat before speaking, his voice still gravelly despite the gesture. “I’m sorry -”

His words are cut short by the cellphone buzzing and ringing on your bedside table. Your muscles tense as you listen to the ringtone assigned to your mother play out. Your eyes watch the phone shaking across the wood, muscles rigid with alarm until it finally stops. You wait, wondering if she’ll call again, but the beep notifying you of a voicemail is the only noise it makes.

You recognize the sound of Dean talking, but don’t hear the words over the warring voices in your head. This isn’t what you do. You don’t meet Alphas in elevators and let them into your bed. Not until he gives you a little shake with the hand on your torso do you look back to him.

“Hey, I said -”

But he’s cut off again by your phone, the ringtone letting you know it’s Benny this time. It takes a moment for your mind to catch up. Benny...Benny...future husband, Benny.

“Fuck,” you whisper, stretching to grab the phone and answer it, slightly breathless.”Hello?”

“She lives!” he says with a chuckle. “Chere, you got your momma in a state over here, you alright?”

You scrunch up your face into a pained expression, doing your best to swallow down the tears. You push yourself up to sit, turning away from Dean, feeling his hand slide away. Your voice comes out soft and shaky, “Hi Benny. I-I’m okay. I promise.”

His tone changes to match yours, “You sure?”

“Yeah. I’m sure. Like I told my father, I just caught a bug or something.” You rush out the words, afraid to say anything more, to admit anything else. “Please, Benny, be a dear and get her to stop her worrying?”

“She ain’t gonna stop til she gets her girl home again, you know that,” he lets out an amused huff. “You shoulda heard her go on ‘bout Alphas takin’ advantage of Beta girls and how she shoulda sent me along.” He whistles, “She was on a roll with that one. Almost convinced me to hop on a plane right then and there.”

You smile wistfully at his admission. You knew he’d do it, too. Whether it was because he was protecting you as an asset or a friend, you weren’t sure, but you were glad to have him by your side a few times when you’d needed someone.

“I’m sure she did, what did she say to get you so worried?”

“Nothing that ain’t been said before, but then hearing you were so sick...I’d hate to think about you gettin’ in a situation.” You hear him breathe in, humming at a thought. “Maybe I oughta come out there, at least escort you around -”

“No! Benny don’t!” you shout before reeling yourself in. “I mean, really, I’ve been fine. I’ve met some very kind people. In fact, a very nice omega from my office helped me get home. But if you want to visit sometime soon, we can arrange something.” From behind you, you hear a hmmppff, while Benny lets out a little sigh over the phone. “Right now, though, I’m just tired, I should really get some rest.”

“Alright, I’ll let you go and tell your momma to call off the rescue mission. You take care, call me if you need anything.”

“I will. I promise.”

You hang up just in time for a fresh wave of nausea to wash over you. You drop the phone as your body begins to shake, palms sweating, hair going damp and stomach quivering on the verge of sickness.

“Ohmygod. Oh. My. God,” you whisper to yourself over and over as your mind races, replaying the conversation in your head. And Benny, you hadn’t even thought of him in all this, the guilt immediately settles like a boulder in your gut.

You hear Dean shift behind you, the bed sinking a bit as he moves closer. “Who’s Benny?”

His voice strains, tight with anger, although he obviously tried to make it sound innocent and light. Tears start to form at the corners of your eyes.

“He’s uhhm,” you pause, trying to find the best word, “I guess he’s my fiance.”

“Your what?” Dean’s voice goes flat. You can feel the tension, the anger rolling off of him behind you. You suddenly feel vulnerable sitting with your back facing him, so you turn slowly, eyes cast down watching your hands, the sheets, anything to avoid looking up into his eyes.

“Yeah, I mean, nothing’s been official yet, but he’s one of the most eligible beta males in our social circle, and so our families…” You glance up to see Dean staring at you, his face stunned like he’d been slapped. Nervously, you continue, “S-so our families planned this out for us.”

“And you think what we do is barbaric.”

Now it’s your turn to feel the verbal slap in the face. It pulls you back from that edge of desire immediately replacing it with irritation. “Not that it’s really any of your business anyway. You should go. This isn’t right.”

“I should what now?” You see him straighten up from the corner of your eye.

“Yeah. You should get out of here. I don’t need some-some alpha coming in here and taking advantage of me just because he’s horny or whatever this is.” Your volume rises as you get more and more worked up. “You need to go.” You start to push at him. “Go, Dean, please! Charlie! Charlie, come in here!”

You hear her footsteps in the hallway, the door flying open as she stares at you and Dean with wide eyes. “What is it? You okay?”

“I’m fine. I’m just - Dean should go. I’m not doing this,” you mutter, your hands covering your shameful expression.

She stares at Dean, obviously alarmed at the situation, her mouth struggling to form words, “Bu-I thought - you were -ah..”

“Charlie, please?!” you beg as you wrap your arms around yourself, huddling into the bed again as tears start to run down your cheeks. You close them and turn into the pillow, listening as she and Dean talk in whispers as she gets him out the door. After a few minutes everything goes quiet until you hear her gently call your name.

“He gone?” you ask into the bedding, not ready to look up.

She hums a yes as she closes the door. You listen as she pads her way over to the bed, her tiny body barely moving it as she sits down and starts to rub your shoulder soothingly.

“Charlie I can’t do this. My life, my plans, Benny and the wedding? I can’t give all that up. I don’t even know if this is real. What if you’re wrong, huh?” You lift your head to look at her, but she just shakes her head, helplessly.

“I-I’m sorry. I don’t know what to say. The signs are all there, though.” You drop your head down as exhaustion begins to settle in. Your breaths getting heavy, you’re nearly asleep when she speaks up again. “Soooo, Dean told me - I, umm, I had no idea you were engaged.”

“It’s an arranged marriage, really more of a business merger, but they hate when I call it that,” you mumble.

“But you’re...together,” Charlie says uncertainly.

“Yeah...I mean no, not really. Just by the title. We weren’t ever together-together. We’ve known each other for a few years now - courting if you want to be formal about it. He’s a good guy.. My mother assures me that it’s a good match and that I,” you take in a deep breath as you twist the sheets in your hands, “I guess it doesn’t really matter anymore, does it? If I’m not a beta, then I’m nothing to them.”

“Hey, hey. Okay,” she pulls the fabric from your hands, “It’ll all be alright.”

“No! No, it’s not. I’ll be nothing. I’ll just disappear and it’ll be like I never existed. I’ll have nothing. No one.” She tries to shush you as your voice rises with panic, anger unexpectedly making your face burn. “Charlie, you can’t be right. This doesn’t make any sense. God, I’m so stupid, I can’t believe I almost...Nope. You know? From what I can tell, they’ve been right. Alphas only think with their knots, taking advantage of any willing, warm body.”

“Whoa, whoa, slow down there. Okay? You don’t know Dean. I promise that whatever you’re thinking, you’re wrong. Now, I don’t know what Benny or whoever said to you, but just try to trust me a little, and maybe trust yourself. What does your gut say?”

You stubbornly close your eyes, “I’m tired.”

She waits for a few minutes and you consider talking more, but instead roll over and curl up into yourself, shivering and breathing deeply to handle the cramps stinging your gut. You feel yourself starting to doze off again, barely hearing her as she leaves the room as you listen to the little voice in your head crying out for an alpha.

You shoot up, drenched in sweat and panting, another terrifyingly vivid erotic dream having pushed you from sleep.You check your phone, finding that you’ve slept through most of the night, and that you’ve missed a few more check-ins from your family. You send out a few short replies, eyeing the dark hallway. You don’t want to wake Charlie if she’s still there, so you opt to get up and take care of things yourself, barely making it to the fridge on wobbly legs.

“You okay?” Dean’s deep, sleepy voice interrupts the silence, making you jump.

“Jesus...yeah.” You take a deep breath to calm yourself, going woozy with the heavily scented air as you let out a content sigh. You take a long blink as you savor the taste on your tongue, that same delicious flavor from earlier, and when you open your eyes, you seek him out. Dean’s leaning on the doorframe in the darkness, just slightly illuminated by the light from outside; looking unfairly good for the middle of the night. “I thought you left,” you continue when you find your words again, a slight hint of relief in your tone.

“Not until I know you’re okay.”

“Ah huh,” you reply skeptically, “Where’s Charlie?”

“She’s still here, she’s asleep on the sofa.” You lift your chin as you squint your eyes, showing him you’re not sure if you believe him. He gestures over his shoulder, “Go ahead, take a look.”

You take slow steps, watching him warily as you move forward to the doorway. He leans back to give you space, but you still find your arm brushing against his chest as you lean through, and fighting not to lean into him. Through the darkness you find Charlie on your sofa just as Dean said, tangled in blankets with her mouth hanging open as she breathes. You nod, but don’t move, savoring the warm, electric feeling from being so close to Dean. “Y’know, I’m not just some asshole alpha.”

“I wouldn’t really know the difference, would I?” You answer quietly, looking down to your feet, bashfully admitting your naivete.

“I think you would.” You hear him move before you feel the static-like sensation of fingers lingering over your shoulder, “I think you do, and that you need to get out of your head and just listen to your instincts.”

You want so badly to just lean into him again, to nuzzle against him and feel the heat of his touch; your core pulses as your blood pumps hard throughout your body, still worked up from the last dream you woke up from. The voice inside of you gets assertive and louder, insisting that he’s right mingling with images from your dream of your chests pushed together, his arms wrapped tightly around you, his lips against your neck as he whispers into your skin that you’re the sweetest omega -

“Shit. No,” you whisper as you shake the thoughts from your head. “No. See, that just shows how you don’t know me. Once I’m feeling better and not all fever-crazy, you’ll see. You and Charlie will see that this was all some weird misunderstanding. I just need to let the fever work its’ way out.”

He finally presses his hand against you, making your muscles roll with the rush of excitement, “Y/n,” he starts, then stops, the muscles in his jaw clenching as he swallows, “Say what you really want to say to me, please?”

There are more thoughts running through your mind than you can vocalize. He was a stranger this morning, but you feel drawn to him, comforted by him, more attracted to him than you’ve ever been to anyone in your life. Of course, you idiot, he’s a hot alpha. Your alpha.

“Ha!” you blurt, before slapping your hand over your mouth. He lifts his eyebrows curiously and you slowly pull your hand away. “I’m going back to bed,” you say with a gulp. His fingers curl over your skin. “Alone,” you add.

Even in the shadows, you can see the pained expression on his face as he pulls his hand away and mumbles a gruff good night. You remain still, not able to will your feet to move for a few moments until he breaks eye contact.

“Good night.”

The rest of the night is full of fitful sleep; sinful images appear every time you finally do get a bit of rest, always featuring Dean. You wake up each time, gasping for air, and embarrassed by the wetness pooled between your thighs, even with no one there to see it, until you fall back into the mattress and start the cycle all over again as the hours pass.

Charlie brings you breakfast in the morning, gingerly tiptoeing around you as she helps to take care of you, obviously hurt by your outburst, but still being kind to you.

“You didn’t deserve that yesterday. I’m sorry, Charlie,” you meekly apologize between nibble of toast.

Her lips curve up into a tiny, sympathetic smile. “It’s a stressful situation. Try not to overthink it too much. Okay?”

You want to ask her if she means your outburst or the suggestion that you might be an omega in heat, but you can’t bring yourself to say much other than to provide short answers for the questions she asks until she makes her way out. She appears throughout the day, going about the same routine each time - bringing you food and water, checking your temperature, giving you pain medicine - acting as your nurse and being careful not to push you.

You don’t bother asking about Dean, knowing he’s still there by the scent you’ve come to identify as his. But he keeps his distance, aside from occasionally stopping and pacing outside your bedroom door. Every reminder of his presence makes you jittery and irritable, your symptoms flaring up every time you imagine him pacing, perfectly disheveled in the hallway, until you whine and moan into your pillow taking care of the ache between your thighs.

You feel yourself spiraling even further into desperation; your “wait and see” approach about your symptoms doesn’t seem to be working. The aches, the sweating, the exhaustion from the buzzing need that doesn’t ever seem to die down seem to increase by the hour, they are nothing like you’ve ever felt before. Your body feels like it’s not even your own anymore. No matter how many times you manage to make yourself come, it’s never enough, the peak of pleasure an unsatisfying relief for only a few moments. You wonder how much longer you can last like this, how crazy of an idea it really is that you might actually be an omega, that the relief you need is just on the other side of the wall, waiting for you to allow him to take care of you.

You were in the middle of another feverish dream when your phone woke you up, and now you’re perched on the corner of your bed, pussy aching from unfinished business while you try to carry on a conversation with your mother, but all you can focus on are the dragging footsteps along the hallway outside of your room. You’re sucking in air through clenched teeth, trying to keep from moaning at the pain of the cramps rolling through your core as you listen to your mother talking at you, but you can’t pay enough attention to know what the conversation is about.

“Did you hear what I said to you?”

“What? Oh, um, no ma’am, I’m sorry.”

“Where is your head at? You’re not still ill, are you?”

As she talks you can hear the sound of pacing outside your door, footsteps far too heavy to belong to Charlie.

“Yes, momma, I am, but I’m-I’m going to be okay. I’m just thinking - overthinking some things, really.” You close your eyes to focus, but all you can picture is Dean’s face from your dream, his eyes focused on you intensely, his chest heaving, his voice low as he whispers and tickles your neck. “I have everything I need to get better right here.”

Looking back to the door, you start to pant, before you are drawn back to the voice in your ear.

“Y/n? Y/n? Are you alright? You’re breathing so heavily, should I call an ambulance?” Her words quick with concern.

You stumble over your words, but finally stammer out, “N-no. I’m okay. Please, don’t do anything.” You work to slow your breathing. “I think I just need some fresh air.”

She surprisingly doesn’t push any further, letting you quickly off the phone as she insists that she plans to send over some vitamin supplements her trainer swears by. You agree to everything just to end the call as quickly as possible, impatience getting the best of you as you try to stare through the door as Dean continues to march back and forth on the other side. As soon as you end the call, you toss the phone aside and stomp your way over, yanking the door open.

“You’re driving me nuts!” He stares at you, barely affected by your outburst; his head tilted down to glare at you from beneath his brow, lips parted, nostrils flaring as he heaves in air. “You’re out here pacing like some caged animal.”

He closes his mouth, pursing his lips while his jaw clenches, his eyes narrowing at you. “Well, maybe that’s how I feel.”

“Maybe you should do something about that. Why are you even still here? Just to make me crazy with-with” you gesture up and down at him, “All this? Why haven’t you left?”

“I can’t!”

“Why not?”

He steps closer to you. “You know why.”

Your teeth click together as you snap your mouth shut.

“Look, I am sorry that you had to find out like this. I’m sorry your life isn’t going as planned, but can we stop pretending now? You’re not getting better.” He lowers his voice, the stern tone replaced by something more soft and gentle. “Y/n, you know what’s going on, you know what you need.”

You shake your head slowly from side to side as the voice inside your head starts to beg for him to say it.

“You do. You know...Omega.”

Your eyes immediately start to pool with tears as the word sends a wave of relief through you. You faintly nod as an answer, the voice inside your head finally silent. He steps closer to you, his hands raised and moving slowly to show you he means you no harm. You squeeze your eyes shut as he rests his hands on your upper arms, gently pulling you into him and you feel the fabric of his shirt dampen from your tears.

“Shh, shh, shh. I am going to take care of you. I can make you feel so much better, just say the word.”

You pull away, eyes cast down to the floor as you let your hand run down his arm until your fingers grasp his. You start to walk the two of you back into your bedroom, barely pausing as Dean swings the door closed behind him.

It’s silent aside from the heavy breathing coming from both of you. When you reach the edge of your bed, you stop, unsure of what to do next. He squeezes your hand, then slides his hand back up your arm, over your shoulder and neck until he grasps your chin between his fingers, pulling your face to look at him. His other hand feels burning hot as it rests on your hip, but you don’t pull away.

“You’re sure you want to do this?” He asks. His eyes search your expression, but you just stare blankly at him, waiting for something inside of you to snap you back to your senses, or for something else to interrupt, but nothing happens.

“Y/n?” He asks, waiting another moment before trying again, “Omega?” You gasp for air like he’d just given you permission to breathe again, your eyes focused on his wide green ones, “I said -”

“Kiss me,” you beg, watching as the corner of his mouth twitches up in satisfaction.

The fingers holding your jaw loosen, then skim over your skin as he slides his hand to the back of your neck, pulling you into him as he lowers his head to yours. You both keep your eyes open, watching for a sign to stop until you feel his lips touch yours. It’s not so much a kiss as it is lips brushing against each other, but it feels good. You pucker a bit and push into him and his hand tenses at the base of your skull, holding you tightly. He tilts his head to reciprocate and you feel your muscles relax even though your stomach continues to do flips and heat rushes your cheeks.

“Okay?” he asks, lips still pressed to yours.

You wait, listening again for that nagging voice, anticipating some part of your mind protesting, but it’s nothing but silence and the hum of need and blood racing through your veins. “Yes.”

He pushes back against you, his lips catch yours as you move together, opening to taste each other. Really, you just follow his lead, enjoying it as he guides you with little nudges and grunts of satisfaction. His hands hold you against him in a tight grip as you kiss until you’re both breathless.

He pulls his lips away with some reluctance, then leans his forehead against yours, “You know. I mean, you know how this works, what’s going to happen?” He turns his head to mouth along your jaw.

“Yeah-yes,” you whisper, leaning your head back, stretching your neck and exposing yourself to him. His face has a bit of stubble after two days without shaving; it scratches the sensitive skin on your neck, pulling a whimper from deep in your throat. His lips make their way past your pulse point, sucking gently and pinching the skin between them. The rough scratching alarmingly pleasant, you gasp suddenly from the sensation.

“Don’t claim me,” you punch out in a quick breath. “I can’t. N-not yet.”

He freezes against you, a short sigh escaping him as his posture drops slightly. “Okay,” he says, nodding against you, before continuing to kiss along your skin.

His hands move to the hem of your shirt, separating from you just enough to remove it, his eyes watching your chest heave, skin shiny with sweat. He leans down, his tongue pointed out between his lips, licking a soft stripe from your cleavage to your jaw, growling as he tastes you. He huffs against your neck, his hot breaths over your already heated skin making goosebumps pull at your skin and shivers run down your back.

“Is my sweet little Omega ready?” He drags a hand along your stomach, inching his fingers slowly to your drenched panties. A breath away from the promised land and your phone starts to ring again. His lips snarl as a low rumble rattles in his chest.

You reach out blindly behind you, feeling for the stupid piece of plastic until your fingers wrap around it. With a flick of your wrist, you toss it somewhere to the side, not bothering to look where, or even checking it when you hear multiple pieces clatter to the floor, just grateful that it stops making noise.

Your eyes focus on the man in front of you, on the way his neck rolls every time he swallows, and how his pulse makes the skin on his neck flutter with how hard his blood is pumping. You notice how, for the first time in days, your body feels light, the tension that pulled at your muscles gone and you almost feel high. It feels so easy to give yourself to him right then and there after fighting it for what seemed like a torturous few days.

Your pussy throbs then, reminding you of what you need, and that only Dean can give it to you.

“I’m ready, Dean.” You inhale a deep breath, letting his strong scent hit you, letting the relief you feel from it roll through your body. You blink, slowly, then focus back onto him, your expression mirroring his as his eyes are blown wide and black with lust. Your mind goes blank, aside from one unfiltered thought, which you voice, soft and clear.

“Take care of me, Alpha.”

Part 4

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