Paragon
When Hannibal met Will Graham (the man who had, three years prior, been mistaken for the Chesapeake Ripper), he expected amusement. What he got was his first taste of obsession. Dark and bitter in the back of his throat but achingly sweet on the tongue. He knew at once that this feeling, this Man, would consume him.
And Hannibal would consume Will right back.
*Translation into Russian available here: https://ficbook.net/readfic/13110920
