the patient fisherman
trans ! will graham / top male reader
afab will graham, riding, choking, hair-pulling, spanking, overstimulation
his hand found your throat easily, wantingly. it was will graham's way, always, to keep his violence at the ready. as much as he was your rude southern gentleman when you were sipping cheap whiskey on the porch, he had teeth that craved to tear at flesh and gnaw bone; especially now, sat on your thighs with his shirt open and falling off of his otherwise bare body, rising and falling slowly enough to match his breathing. he was a fisherman, willing to wait for a snap, even with gasping moans being drawn from him near unwittingly with each stab of your dick inside him.
nails, trimmed short, raked up his back and fisted into the hair at the back of his neck. curls tangled across your fingers. a ragged grin slashed its way across will's face and he grunted, moving faster and clenching around your cock. he fell forward, movements devolving into frantic humping in an attempt to reach his climax. his own nails dug into the sides of your throat and seemed to try to draw blood.
you kept one dextrous hand playing with his clit, thumbing over it in easy, fluid, motions even as pain spiked through your system. your other hand fell hard from his hair to hit hard against his ass cheeks, bare and bouncing as he rode you, suddenly desperate. will cried out and ground down further against your other palm at the slap, squeezing deliciously around your cock; the tight, deep heat fluttering before pressing hard. his legs, coarse with hair, pressed hard into your outer thighs and he grovelled in your ear, 'I'm going to cum, keep going, fuck —'
his whole body tensed up and he whined, loud and clear even over the suddenly unsteady rhythm of the rise and fall of his chest. his hole clamped around you and his teeth dug into your shoulder to muffle his cries as he came with a rush of slick.
the body weight on top of yours went slack and will turned into a mess of tears as you continued to use him, lifting his hips to keep him moving even after he stopped. the patient fisherman was selfish after he caught his fill, but you wanted your take as well. his hand around your throat tightened as you pushed his peak further and further past its edge. it was the lightheadedness paired with the clamping of his walls around you that finally pushed you over your own edge and will pawed at you as you came inside him, pumping him full and holding him down against you.
he panted, that same knife slash smile back again, shameless with his head tilted back, still panting softly, 'I'm gonna start to think you like it if you keep letting me choke you like that.'
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Nightly headcanon time this one is for a specific people because it got me thinking so @iconsumethesoulsofthedamned and @agoraphobiaismyname so earlier in the server when we were talking about Trans Will it got me thinking what Will would look like before his transition and i found the perfect person.
Trans!Will(before he transitions)
And Will After/when he’s older.
I think it’s fitting tbh, plus i saw someone make an edit of canoning Veronica as Will before he transitioned and it makes since.
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imagine i’m rocking back and forth and clutching my head, tears streaming down my face. you hear me muttering under my breath but the words are indistinguishable. you get just close enough to hear me whispering “trans will graham trans will graham trans will graham” over and over like a prayer
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Imagine Will Graham pre-transition goes to Dr.Lecter to get his top surgery done, and dr.lecter cooks up and eats his boobs
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