A/N: Response fanfic to dresdendollontheprowl's story, 'I'm Mad, You Know?' .
I'm curious.
Really, I am. I truly am. I enjoy books with only pictures. I wish that the flowers would have conversations with me. I dream for a world of my own.
In the section of Westminster in which I reside with my family, many people have told me that I'm too curious. My school teachers, my parents, my sisters, my classmates; They all say that I dilly dally too much, that I must stop with all of my nonsense.
But, I ignored them Why on earth should I listen to someone who tells me that my nonsense is a bad thing?
However, that…that is no longer the case, anymore.
It is your fault, you see. If you had never tempted me with your whimsical ways nor your intriguing demeanor, I would never have noticed it. Now, I am living in a state of pure madness! My daydreams are littered with visions of you. So handsome, so delightfully mad… That dangerous glitter in your eyes only made me want more. Oh, how I'd long for you to touch me, Mr. Hatter. I would tease you, brushing my hand along yours as I reached for my teacup. Alas, you gave me the coldest shoulder that I have ever felt, paying no mind to my longings. You..You make me want to cry, Mr. Hatter. I want you to corrupt me, Mr. Hatter. Please show me what it is like to be mad, Mr. Hatter. You know I am curious, right?
Lorina & Mother scold me day in and day out: "There is no Wonderland, Alice! Come back to the kitchen this instant, young lady!" They do not believe me; They do not know that Wonderland exists nor do they know nor would they understand my longing for you. How mad would I be to be in love with a mad man? Would I be madder than he?
When we are having our tea, Mr. Hatter, I cannot help but wonder: Does that hat of yours..that rather large hat of yours signal the true size of something else? Oh, Mr. Hatter please, just for one night. Please let me stay with you and March in the cottage. I'll behave at supper and tea, I promise. I'll be good, I'll be sweet, I'll be on my very best behavior. Then, when all was still within the calm of the night, I'd ask you to make me yours.
Would you refuse me, Mr. Hatter?
Oh, please, no. I hope that you wouldn't. You must be as curious as I am, Mr. Hatter.
Would you like to know what I'd want, Mr. Hatter?
I would want you to be rough with me, please, touch me harder. Please, please.. Oh! Yes! Please tie me up, Mr. Hatter! Please make me struggle.. Please… Make me beg for more, for you, for the ending sensation or the delicious friction of your love or, Oh God, all of it! Wait, Mr. Hatter.. W-What are you doing with that? …
..OH! Oh please, more!!
I'd pant.. So hard.. H-Hm? N-Naughty girl? I-I am? Is that a bad thi-OH!! Harder!
Mmm.. Mr. Hatter.. Look at you. You can't help yourself, can you? Can you, Mr. Hatter? Oh, the little bows upon my stockings Mr. Hatter, I know that you love them. I know that you want to run your tongue along the lace as you slide it down my skin, my sensitive legs. Mmm.. You know all of my spots, don't you? How do you know, Mr. Hatter? Oh, Mr. Hatter! Please, love, please! I need you to enter me.. I need you to. Please, I've wanted this for so very long, Mr. Hatter! Mr. Hatter, please, please.. Oh please! O-Ohhhhhh! Oh! Mmmff.. M-Mr. Hatter.. D-Deeper! Mr. Hatter! This is real, yes, this is what I truly want! Yes, Mr. Hatter! I need you, Mr. Hatter! I-I won't cry! Mr. Hatter…oh…Mr. Hatter, faster! Faster! Mr. Hatter! Mr. Hatter, more! M-More! Oh, Mr. Hatter! Y-You're so big, Mr. Hatter! Mr. Hatter.. Mr. Hatter…oh…oh…Mr. Hatter…please don't let this be a dream! Mr. Hatter…Mr. Hatter…ahhh! Ah! Ohhh!
I'm curious, you see?
The End. Read & review, please?