Hannibal, unbeknownst to everyone else.. well.. Almost everyone. Was a cannibal, however he would never refer to himself as one, but like a cannibal. He ate human beings cooked with normal food.

However, you knew about this, and had a tendency to try to keep him from such activities.

Today was a little new for Hannibal. This was.. an unexpected method he never thought you'd take.

A muzzle...

Hannibal was never pleased with disrespectful people and thought he was above everyone else. But you. Hannibal was now sat in his chair, his expression unreadable but a small bit of him was agitated at this moment in time. Why were you so adamant on stopping him from eating what he preferred?

The man shifted in his seat, mumbling from behind the muzzle you had put on him, seated in his study as he watched you read some of the books he had.

When were you going to take this thing off?. Was his first question as he thought to himself, silently observing you.