Room 403 | Early Afternoon | June 3

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Surprisingly, Hannibal was actually awake, out of bed and alert. In fact, he'd been awake for awhile now. He'd woken up feeling...recharged and decided to put that energy to use by taking a long run around the island. He hadn't paid much mind to the flowers, just chalking it up to that time of year

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Angela had been up for her first period class, had an aphrodisiac breakfast, and dawdled back to the dorms, and oh was it worth it for the view she had right now.

So you know what? She was going to lean in the doorway and enjoy it.

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She got to watch without him noticing for a few moments before he turned towards the door and found himself being watched.

"How long have you been staring at me?" he asked after a moment.

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"Not too long," she answered, grinning. "And I am not staring."

Noooo, she was just appreciating! She was allowed. Girlfriend priveledge.

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"Staring," he insisted and then made no secret that he was just going to stare right back, thank you. He was allowed too. And he really kind of wanted to.

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"Are you complaining?" Really, she didn't think so. It was what he got for being hot and shirtless with the door open.

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"Observing," he corrected with a shrug. "I didn't make a complaint in there. Just an observation. And see, now I'm staring at you and wishing you were wearing less. Observation."

And the truth.

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"Sweetie, I'm not wearing that much anyway," she pointed out. Well, it was warm out, excuse to wear a cute little skirt weather if ever there was. Angela was always going to grab one of those when she could. "I had to be reasonably dressed for class." Unfortunately.

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"You could be wearing less," he said, setting his water down and moving closer to her. He had a dirty mind anyway, this day was just amping it up, apparently.

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"I could be now." Had to be said, in their own room, she could definitely wear less.

And she would never be against that plan, really. Today, even less so than usual.

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"So, why aren't you?" he asked, stopping a few inches in front of her. "I'm not going to stop you. And it is...hot outside."

And in the room, all the sudden. At least to Hannibal.

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"Little bit hot," she had to agree, especially with the new proximity, and him being all shirtless and everything.

She couldn't really think of a good reason not to be wearing less.

There was the obvious one, that they were still standing in the doorway but... no, not connecting that yet.

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Psh, doorways. They probably wouldn't be the only ones giving people a show. Or on the verge of giving people a show.

"I've been out running," he said, looking down at himself and then back at her. "I'm really hot." Unintentional double meaning there. "I bet I could make you hotter."

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"Ohhh, I know you could," she said, her own eyes dropping a bit lower briefly. Still admiring. It was not staring.

Okay, yes, already making her a bit warmer and he hadn't even done anything yet.

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"So, what's stopping you?" Hannibal asked, taking one tiny step forward and leaning down just to get closer to her. He lowered his voice and said, "I like when you're naked."

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"I don't know," she said managing to hold his gaze this time. "Because so do I."

Wait. Did she mean she liked being naked? Or... him naked?

Oh, what the hell, it was true either way provided he was there in some capacity.

"Want to help me put that right?"

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"Yes," he said, already reaching for her. "Yes, I do."