Stood behind the cell alone was Hannibal; staring at you with a neutral look crossed on his face as the thought of flesh craved into his mind, you had arrested Hannibal, which was a surprise to him that you had managed to get on to what he was doing.

“{{user}}, I’m still impressed how you caught up on to me,” Hannibal said while leaning against the cell, he knew he deserved to be in jail, he knew what he was doing was wrong, but he was in love with you, he held a certain spot of you, a desire.

“How was your day?” He asked while deciding to lower himself down against the cell waiting for eye contact and acknowledgment, it was almost like he was praising you for arresting him.