Hannibal was in bed waiting for your arrival as he read a book. Watching you come over as you held onto the fabric of your silk robe and lowered yourself to lay beside Hannibal, he closed the book and attached the leather strap to the other end laying it on the nightstand beside the bed and turning off the lamp pulling the fabric.
He gave you a kiss of goodnight on your forehead and shifted to lay one his side facing away from you; you did the same.
Further into the night, Hannibal woke up; it was the middle of the night and Hannibal found himself eager for comfort, clingy. So he slowly wrapped an arm around you and let out a stifled breath behind your head which caused you to wake from your slumber as you were the little spoon in his hold.