Fingers
knalice-in-wonderland on tumblr requested fluffy Knalice feels. I'd not written them before and was feeling the challenge (nevermind the billion other prompts and outlines/ideas I've got…). Also, temporalteatime has been encouraging me to write them. And, well, those combined, and this happened as a result.
Unbeta-d. Just me, myself, and I.
Delicate fingers with unpolished nails brush against his hipbone, just like a whispered prayer, and Will grins.
Will Scarlett—not The Knave of Hearts, not The Heartless One, not the Red Queen's Monster—could not possibly be happier.
Slowly waking in a warm, comfortable bed in the 21st Century of his home realm with the love of his life curled against him with her arm slung around his waist and lovely—and naked—breasts pressed against his back, is truly an unparalleled feeling.
And not just because her beautiful bare breasts are pressed against his back.
Though, that is a hell of a perk.
"I can hear you smirking," Alice's voice lilts over his shoulder, her warm breath caressing him, and his reclaimed heart swells with love.
Her fingers twitch against his hip.
He laces his own with them, replying, "Bloody Hell, woman, allow me to enjoy the moment!"
She laughs softly, dropping a kiss to his unclothed shoulder.
Sometimes Will feels terrible that Cyrus' death at Jafar's hands has given him everything he has ever wanted and more… but then Alice touches him, with calloused fingertips that have seen many worlds and fought many battles and placed his heart back in his chest, and he is grateful.
(He can still feel her fingers wrapped around it, cradling it as if it is something precious. He will never forget that feeling as long as he lives.)
Her fingers escape his, trail up his hipbone, over his arm, trace his ribs, and come to rest over his heart.
"I love you, Alice," He says, "So bloody much. You know that, right?"
He can sense her smile even though he can't see it.
"Always, Will," she murmurs quietly, flattening her palm against his chest, lips ghosting over his neck, "always."