Title: Fantasizing
Summary: She likes to imagine what he'd be like if he were a normal gentleman.
Warning(s): Mild innuendoes.
A/N: Popped out of nowhere. God I love these two. Expect many more oneshots.
When his hot breath ghosts against her porcelain skin, when he leaves trails of kisses down her abdomen, when her eyes close and she mutters his name with a shaky breath, she likes to imagine what he'd be like if he were a normal gentleman.
Would he be accepted into London society? Would he enjoy hunting in the mornings, lavish balls in the evenings, smoking cigars and drinking brandy and rubbing elbows with members of parliament? Or would he miss the madness of Underland and all of its eccentricities?
No matter the answer, Alice then envisions Stayne in a crisp black suit, snaking his arm around her waist and leading her into a waltz. Stayne in a suit. The very idea is swoon worthy.
Then again, she's always preferred him wearing nothing at all.