[ Having Hannibal's hand on his cheek stirred mixed emotions. On the one hand it was comforting. On the other, the man had cradled his cheek while surgically slicing open his abdomen.
He didn't slip back, the river continued to fade, leaving just the sound of rushing water all around as he studied his lover's face. ]
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He didn't slip back, the river continued to fade, leaving just the sound of rushing water all around as he studied his lover's face. ]
What ... what are you thinking?