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"Men who are as attractive as you tend to know it and are used to compliments. You're an anomaly," Mac decides. She also decides that she doesn't fucking care about being smart anymore because right now, she's just looking to have fun.

"Now. You owe me. Twinge in the neck," Mac says, tapping lightly against the body part in question.

"People generally are repulsed by my personality," he said, which was partly true. They were usually just put off.

"And in to the water. You have to get the full experience," Hannibal said, even as he moved behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders.

"It is not the easiest personality but I'm a big girl, I've handled much worse," Mac says, grinning at him before getting into the water.

"It's somewhat refreshing."

"See? I have really, really good ideas," he said, slipping into the water behind her. Reaching out, he began to press his thumbs along her shoulder and up into her neck.

"Fuck, you are tense."

"I've been tense since I was thirty. Never changes," Mac admits. Her voice is softer now because it does feel good and she desperately needs this massage.

"Oh my god."

"Now would be a good time to start to relax," he said, thumbs working a bit harder to loosen up he knots in her neck. Running a news network must have been a really fucking tense job if she was still tight after the island.

"You're naked in a hot spring on a tropical island. Time to let shit go."

"Completely zen," Mac promises, shutting her eyes and just enjoying herself.

"Just hard to let everything go when I've been wound so long."

"We will definitely work on unwinding you," Hannibal reassured her, moving one of his hands a bit further down to her shoulderblades.

"Just tell me where all the winding is."

"Mmm, neck, shoulders, back...pick a place and I can promise it'll feel good," Mac says, determined to just enjoy herself.

"I owe you for this, you know. Name your price."

"Oh, yeah, getting to touch your naked body is such a chore," Hannibal said, rolling his eyes a bit at the idea that he's not already getting something out of this.

"And I though I got a show, that was the deal."

"There is that," Mac agrees. "But if you wanted a little more, I wouldn't say no to that either. If you're interested?"

"I think I'm definitely interested," he said, hands moving down from her neck to her back, his fingers kneading deeply into the muscles there as he scooting forward so she could feel just how interested he was pressing into her.

Mac turns then. As nice as the massage feels, she'd rather have something else at the moment and it feels like Hannibal might oblige her. She slides her arms around his neck.

"How much advantage am I allowed to take?"

Well, this seemed like it was going rather well. He was more than happy to go beyond just a massage and she had made it clear she didn't have a boyfriend.

"As much as you want. There are a lot of advantages you can take with me," he said, wrapping his arms around her waist to pull her onto his lap to kiss her.

Mac thinks this is probably the stupidest thing she has done since coming to the island but since it isn't as stupid as cheating on Will and it doesn't hurt anyone, she is determined not to feel guilty. She leans in to kiss him, only slightly nervous about it.

Hannibal reached up and slid on hand into her hair, humming a bit as he kissed her. He could sense her hesitation but figured that the best way to help her with that was to not pressure her but not stop either.

His other hand pressed against her lower back, fingers working the muscles just above her ass.

Mac relaxes then, giving over to the kiss and just fucking enjoying herself for once. She hasn't really enjoyed things as much as she should since coming to the island and she strongly suspects it's a holdover from back home, where overindulgence usually led to trouble. Besides, Will was in the tabloids often enough for the both of them and she had no need to start up.

She whimpers a little and deepens the kiss.

When she deepens the kiss, Hannibal responded in kind, tongue pressing against her lips as he gave a slow roll of his hips against her. Now she felt like she had relaxed some, although he planned to wind her up in a different way.

The hand on her back reached down to squeeze her ass, Hannibal enjoying the feel of it. They were definitely going to have a lot of fun.

Okay, now that was getting somewhere and maybe she is getting a little more wound but it's definitely a goal at the moment and not something to avoid. "You're fantastic at this," she whispers before kissing him again. Mac's never been very good at being quiet for much of anything but sex outside of a private bedroom sort of mandates it.

"I am very, very motivated," he told her, smiling as he kissed her back a little bit more passionately, glad that she seemed to be enjoying this. He was pretty sure that how much he was enjoying this was very evident as it pressed up against her, but he could probably stand to let her know.

"Fuck you feel good though."

"Could feel better. I brought condoms." Mac is actually somewhat glad she planned for this because she'd hate herself if they had to stop right now. "I'm like a girl scout or something. All...prepared."

"Hey, so did I, go us," Hannibal said, kissing down her neck as his other hand moved down from her hair to her breasts. He squeezed them, careful to keep away from touching the nipples, making sure the only contact they got for the moment was when they brushed up against his own chest.

"Was thinking you could sit on the edge though and just let me go to work on you with my mouth. Get between your legs and fuck you with my tongue..."

That actually catches her off guard for a moment because she hadn't expected it. "You are full of surprises, aren't you? I am happy to admit I completely underestimated you." She grins a little and shifts so she can sit where he's suggested.

"That sounds brilliant."

"And you already thought it was going to be pretty good, didn't you?" he said, giving her a wink before he shifted himself around in front of her.

One thing about having a psychotic, murderous, completely selfish bitch of an ex is that you got really good at oral. It was one of the things Hannibal didn't regret about his time with Danica.

Pushing her legs a bit further apart he leaned down and began to slowly kiss up the inside of one of her legs while his hand massaged up the other.

Mac isn't sure there's a woman alive who doesn't like this particular activity but she's always been incredibly fond of it and tends to pick men who aren't. Finding someone who seems to genuinely enjoy making their partner feel good is an unexpected surprise.

She threads her hand in his hair and toys with it a little. "Exceeds expectations. High marks."

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