Hannibal's house is huge and gothic. He answers the door, wearing a different suit and a burgundy shirt, with a pale blue tie. His expression is stormy.
'I expected you at eight,' he says, frowning. 'The souflée has suffered for your tardiness.'
'I had to be somewhere,' you say, and he recoils back, his nostrils flaring.
'Cheap whisky does not suit you,' he says. Nevertheless, he opens the door wide for you to enter his home.
As soon as you do, you feel him behind you: his masterful strength, his exquisite cologne. He wraps his strong, sexy arm around your neck and squeezes, hard.
'You will make a nice replacement for the souflée,' he says into your ear as everything goes black.
THE END...why not try again?
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FanfictionThis is a Hannibal and Hannigram Choose Your Own Adventure story. If you make the right choices, you will end up having hot crazy sex with Hannibal Lecter! But if you make the wrong choices...uh oh. Follow the instructions, and have fun! This is a c...
