Huaisang nods approvingly as Hannibal accepts his claim, and his eyes close with blissful pleasure at the sweet kiss to his nose. "I have lots of beautiful things to wear, Daddy. But I do like it when you spoil me, and I'd be happy to wear anything that would please you."

Basking in the kisses and affection, Huaisang slid his hands up to Hannibal's neck, clever fingers starting to gently massage at the tendons and the base of his skull. "My daddy. I am so happy to be yours."