Hannah
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S through Z › Silence of the Lambs/Hannibal/Red Dragon › Hannibal/Clarice
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
7,451
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own The Silence of the Lambs, Hannibal, and/or Red Dragon, nor any of the characters from them. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Hannah
" Hannah "
Mrs. Amanda Fisk sat at her vanity preparing to take her husband on their date. After finishing with her hair she did her makeup, careful to cover the mark on her cheek. Putting on a shimmering green gown and an emerald necklace that her husband had bought her, Amanda made her way downstairs careful that her stiletto heels didn’t catch in her dress.
Dr. Jonathan Fisk watched as his wife made her way down the stairs. Her hair done in a French twist was decorated with a single emerald comb. Her dress emerald green to match her favorite necklace was cut to cling to the breasts but flow beneath them. With straps holding the dress up he smiled at her. She had come along way since he first met her, and at this moment he could not think her ever to be more beautiful.
“Are you ready for our date, Jon?” She asked smiling as the name rolled off her tongue. Her hazel eyes locked with his maroon and she felt wet desire pool between her legs. He gave her a knowing smile as he moved to stand beside her.
“Which car do we take mine or yours?” He asked giving her a kiss on the cheek.
“Actually I called for a car. Our usual driver should be here any moment.” Jonathan smiled showing his sharp white teeth.
“Excellent my dear. Now will you like to tell me what this is all about?” Amanda smiled at him. In three years of marriage she had learned how to keep secrets from her husband. The human lie detector.
“You should never ask it spoils the surprise.” Jonathan smiled at her use of his words.
“ Touché.”
In the limo Amanda held her husband’s hand feeling great comfort from his touch. Tonight she would tell him of her pregnancy. And hope that he would share in her happiness.
Everything was set. They would go to his favorite restaurant, eat at his favorite table, and order his favorite meal. And at dessert the chef would bring out a special cake for her husband. It was just wonderful timing that today happened to be Father’s Day.
They reached the restaurant and everything went swimmingly. The appetizers came and went with light discussion on world events. The entrees came and Jonathan asked again “Amanda what is this about?”
“Having an evening out with my husband.” She said smiling back. Under the table she removed one of her shoes and started to make it’s what up his legs hiding her actions by eating her dinner.
Now if you asked any of Dr. Fisk friends what kind of a man he was like most of them would say in control. But tonight they would be wrong. His grip on his fork tightened as her foot rose. Reaching her destination she watched as his eyes went dark before closing. After a few moments of her attentions she could feel him growing close to release. Just before she threw him over she stopped.
Jonathan’s deep dark chuckle filled her ears as she looked up to his eyes. Looking at him Amanda saw the man she married. Saw the smile that made grown men cry, but set her heart racing with anticipation.
“You my dear will pay dearly for that.” He said taking her hand in his and placing a gentle kiss upon it.
“Looking forward to it.”
The waiter came and took their empty plates. A moment later the chef came out with their special dessert. He winked at Amanda just as he lifted the lid to the cake.
Light blue and ballerina pink fondant covered the cake. From the smell Amanda knew it was chocolate with rum filling. And on top in dark chocolate writing read ‘This time next year I’ll help Mommy. Happy Father’s Day!’
To be continued. . .
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Mrs. Amanda Fisk sat at her vanity preparing to take her husband on their date. After finishing with her hair she did her makeup, careful to cover the mark on her cheek. Putting on a shimmering green gown and an emerald necklace that her husband had bought her, Amanda made her way downstairs careful that her stiletto heels didn’t catch in her dress.
Dr. Jonathan Fisk watched as his wife made her way down the stairs. Her hair done in a French twist was decorated with a single emerald comb. Her dress emerald green to match her favorite necklace was cut to cling to the breasts but flow beneath them. With straps holding the dress up he smiled at her. She had come along way since he first met her, and at this moment he could not think her ever to be more beautiful.
“Are you ready for our date, Jon?” She asked smiling as the name rolled off her tongue. Her hazel eyes locked with his maroon and she felt wet desire pool between her legs. He gave her a knowing smile as he moved to stand beside her.
“Which car do we take mine or yours?” He asked giving her a kiss on the cheek.
“Actually I called for a car. Our usual driver should be here any moment.” Jonathan smiled showing his sharp white teeth.
“Excellent my dear. Now will you like to tell me what this is all about?” Amanda smiled at him. In three years of marriage she had learned how to keep secrets from her husband. The human lie detector.
“You should never ask it spoils the surprise.” Jonathan smiled at her use of his words.
“ Touché.”
In the limo Amanda held her husband’s hand feeling great comfort from his touch. Tonight she would tell him of her pregnancy. And hope that he would share in her happiness.
Everything was set. They would go to his favorite restaurant, eat at his favorite table, and order his favorite meal. And at dessert the chef would bring out a special cake for her husband. It was just wonderful timing that today happened to be Father’s Day.
They reached the restaurant and everything went swimmingly. The appetizers came and went with light discussion on world events. The entrees came and Jonathan asked again “Amanda what is this about?”
“Having an evening out with my husband.” She said smiling back. Under the table she removed one of her shoes and started to make it’s what up his legs hiding her actions by eating her dinner.
Now if you asked any of Dr. Fisk friends what kind of a man he was like most of them would say in control. But tonight they would be wrong. His grip on his fork tightened as her foot rose. Reaching her destination she watched as his eyes went dark before closing. After a few moments of her attentions she could feel him growing close to release. Just before she threw him over she stopped.
Jonathan’s deep dark chuckle filled her ears as she looked up to his eyes. Looking at him Amanda saw the man she married. Saw the smile that made grown men cry, but set her heart racing with anticipation.
“You my dear will pay dearly for that.” He said taking her hand in his and placing a gentle kiss upon it.
“Looking forward to it.”
The waiter came and took their empty plates. A moment later the chef came out with their special dessert. He winked at Amanda just as he lifted the lid to the cake.
Light blue and ballerina pink fondant covered the cake. From the smell Amanda knew it was chocolate with rum filling. And on top in dark chocolate writing read ‘This time next year I’ll help Mommy. Happy Father’s Day!’
To be continued. . .
Don't forget to tell me what you think . . .
At least 5 reviews before I post more