Part of this scene was requested by Chibi-Kaz and I hope it satisfies because I've never had the fortune of real experience. So kick back and enjoy the literal and metaphorical steaminess.

The wonderful Alaina Downs is writing another story featuring an AU Alice and Hatter with some bonus hot summer lovin' called "Dark Horse" so go read it!


Chapter Two: Companion to ASiW: Chapter XXXII

One thing that never failed to elicit delighted surprise from Alice was that her new boyfriend Hatter had an impressive reservoir of stamina. This was high praise from a woman who had the collective strength of five bodybuilders stored up in her petite body. He was able to keep up with her in ways past boyfriends never seemed capable of. It was not that her former paramours were lazy or inattentive in bed—well, except perhaps one or two. Slayers just tended to have inordinately high sex drives, further driven by the fact that they were saddled with preternaturally enhanced stamina. The stamina of regular humans could hardly hope to compete. But it was starting to approach the point where Hatter, who, save for his Sledgehammer right fist, had no supernatural powers that she knew of, was starting to wear her out.

Not that she minded, of course.

When they first returned to his apartment they headed for the kitchenette to cobble together a meal. They feasted in earnest upon the sweet, sugary collection of tarts, pastries, cookies, and cake with some hot, honey-sweetened oolong tea to wash it down. She began to think some vigorous sex would be medically necessary to work off the calories.

"How in the hell do you keep so slim with all this horrible food you eat?" she asked while wiping some crumbs from a chocolate and raspberry tart off her lips.

Hatter stared at her incredulously. "Horrible? I thought you liked it!"

"I do! I love this food," she insisted. "By horrible I mean horribly unhealthy. God, it's like you have a pastry chef hidden in one of the cupboards. Do you ever eat a vegetable?"

He was silent for a long while before answering in a somewhat somber tone. "Vegetables are hard to come by these days since no one is really running the farms to grow them. Because I worked for the Hearts, I did have more opportunity to acquire vegetables and fruits than most. But I usually ended up giving a lot of them to the refugees."

His generosity touched her, and she smiled admiringly. "That's so sweet, Hatter," she said, leaning forward to kiss him. Then she shook her head. "It's a shame. I don't think those people will ever fully realize what a champion they had in you."

Hatter's smile was thin and self-conscious. She knew that he still struggled with guilt and shame over some of his past actions. However much she wanted to expunge that burden from him, it would definitely be considered overstepping her bounds if she were to do so. The most she could do was just lend him her support and compassion while he dealt with it on his own terms.

She bit into a jelly-filled pastry. Some of the sugary filling dripped down past her lips. Once she had swallowed the rest of the pastry, she wiped up the errant globs of dark red jelly and proceeded to lick it off her finger. She was completely unaware of the fact that Hatter was watching her with a gleam of hunger in his dark brown eyes. And that hunger had nothing to do with food.

Her body began to respond almost instantaneously to the inky dark lust arising in his eyes. Goosebumps spread across her skin and a familiar heat began to pool in her stomach and between her legs.

"Do you have any idea how sexy you look right now?" he asked in husky tone which caused her toes to curl.

"What, while stuffing my face?" she joked lightly.

"Licking your fingers, the jelly dripping down your lips…Makes me think of other things I'd like to see dripping down your lips," he said. There was already a well defined tent formation in his trousers. It was incredible how quickly his cock could spring to attention. Her eyes lit upon that sight and shudders of anticipation ran up her spine.

"Oh, really?" she coyly responded. "You like to see me lick things, don't you?" Pushing her chair back, Alice crouched down to her knees, her hands eagerly finding their way to his prominent erection. She gripped the hardness beneath the trousers and grinned at the small gasp which Hatter uttered.

With the impressive amount of sex they had been enjoying in such a short time frame, Alice had yet to give her new boyfriend a proper blowjob. She had taken his cock into her mouth several times, but she had never taken the act to the point of climax. A frisson of excitement ran through her, stirring up a throbbing wetness between her legs. She liked the thought of making him come in her mouth and feeling his seed drip down her lips.

The trousers were unzipped with alacrity by Hatter. Alice freed his cock from the clothing, once more very approving of her boyfriend's no-underwear-policy. She first smothered the shaft with feather soft kisses, even taking special care to include his heavy balls.

"Lick it," he commanded in a rough voice filled with hot need. "I want you to lick it like you did with your finger and then suck on it."

She inclined her head with a smirk. "As you wish."

She swept her tongue over the tip, swirling it around the slit and tasting the slight saltiness of the pre-cum which beaded out. Then she began licking the shaft like it was an ice cream cone. She dragged her tongue upwards, following the natural ridges and contours of the shaft.

Meanwhile, Hatter's hands were steadily winding tangles into her long hair as he groaned with pleasure from Alice's ministrations. "Oh yes…Alice…that's it…just like that. Oh, god, that feels good."

Alice cleared her throat and forced her gag reflex to relax as she prepared to fully take him into her mouth. Hatter released a throaty growl as she completely deep throated him, allowing the tip of his cock to hit the back of her throat. His hips reflexively bucked up as the wet warmth of her mouth, so similar to that of another area of her body, surrounded his sensitive cock.

"Fuck…god…that's bloody amazing…suck on it, love," he panted. "Suck on it hard."

She readily complied, moving her mouth up and down the shaft and applying the same twisting motion which seemed to be so popular. Hatter pulled on her hair and bunched it up in his fists, his moans picking up speed. She even carefully allowed her teeth to graze along the skin of his cock.

"Oh fuck, Alice, stop…I'm going to come…" he gasped while making no move to push her away.

Alice did not stop as she usually would. She knew why he was half-heartedly telling her to stop, and she appreciated his consideration of her. But this was about him now. She increased the suction and tongue action. A distinct tremor ran through his cock, transmitted to Alice through her own sensitive tongue. It hardened almost infinitesimally more before spurts of warm, sticky fluid came out of the tip, coating her inner cheeks and throat.

"Oooooh yesssss," Hatter cried out as he lifted his hips up, emptying himself into Alice's mouth. Then he fell back into the chair with a ragged sigh, forehead beaded with sweat. Most of the semen she greedily swallowed while some of it was left to drip out the side of her mouth. She slowly released his softening cock from her mouth, white fluid slowly oozing down her chin.

Hatter's mouth dropped open at the sight of his semen dripping from Alice's mouth. "That is so fucking hot," he proclaimed. "If you hadn't just completely emptied me out for the moment I'd get hard just from seeing that."

She scooped up the semen with her finger and then licked it clean right before his eyes. That rendered him temporarily speechless.

"You like that?"

He just slowly nodded his head in answer.

"So, what else do you want to get into?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I think you know the answer to that question," Hatter replied evenly. His eyes were like molten chocolate, dark and inviting. They pierced her right to the core, stoking and nurturing the flames of desire raging throughout her system.

He stood, letting his trousers slide to the ground in a heap around his feet. His cock gave a half-hearted twitch, showing that it was bravely trying to skirt around the laws of male reproductive physiology on her behalf. His dexterous fingers ran up her outer thighs. She idly wondered what he would do on the other side of the Looking Glass where she would be wearing jeans and pants on a more regular basis. Perhaps she now had a reason to start wearing skirts and dresses more often.

"What's this, now?" he noted with bemused surprise. His hands roamed along her hips, buttocks, and then over the mound of her pubis, dipping down to stroke the soft, dampened skin of her labia. He tweaked her clitoris, inciting a squealing gasp from Alice. "No panties?"

She smiled cheekily. "In my defense, they went missing in action last night after you had your little thong sling-shot experiment."

"Oh…terribly sorry about that." He did not sound sorry in the least.

"I'll bet you are," she murmured while she moved in closer, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his hips. Their lips crashed together in a searing, tongue melding kiss. As they kissed, Hatter began pushing her backwards until she was horizontal with the tabletop, skirt completely hiked up underneath him. Their pelvises were precisely aligned so she could experience the gradual reawakening of his cock right up against her soaked nether lips. Her gut felt like there was a flock of doves flapping their wings ferociously within its chambers.

"I want to hear you moan," he whispered against her lips. His hot breath smelled strongly of sugar and tea spices. It smelled delicious. "I want you to scream my name as I fuck you. I want to hear you come."

"You heard that several times last night…and the day before," she reminded him, arching her neck as he sucked and nipped at an area below her jaw line. "Wasn't that enough?"

"Never," was his ardent reply. "I'll never get enough of you."

"Then maybe we should move to the bed," she suggested. Her cognitive abilities then fizzled out as she felt one of his fingers slide up inside of her, angling up to rub her G-spot.

"It's our last night with my kitchen table. Seems like a brilliant way to say good-bye," Hatter said. His finger was pumping in and out of her slick pussy while the other hand was busy rubbing her clitoris, using her own wetness for lubrication. A frenzy of sensations coursed through her body, each one progressively stronger than the one before it.

"Ooooh…god…Hatter," she moaned. That magnificent pressure was steadily building with each thrust of his finger. Her inner walls contracted, the muscles sending ripples of pleasure all the way to her head and toes. With the way every muscle in her body flexed and extended in repeated measure, she felt like she was getting a full body work-out.

"Fuck…I need…oh god…I'm almost there," she cried out, raking her nails down his back from underneath his silk shirt. There was a distinct possibility some of the jelly-filled pastries had been mashed into her hair. Caught up in the throes of orgasmic rapture as she was, there was no reason to care about such trivialities.

Just when she felt like she had reached the threshold, the point where the pressure was about to explode into a profusion of ecstasy, Hatter's motions grew still.

"No!" Alice decried, her womb quivering on the brink of gratification. She craned her neck up to face him, a near devastated confusion overtaking her features. "Why did you stop?" Every muscle and nerve on her body practically hovered at that pressure point, almost as if her body was held in a strange sort of suspended animation. She wanted…no, needed for him to push her over the edge. It was agony just hanging there.

Before she could even glare at her lover, he drove his now fully erect cock into her pussy, which was already ripe and ready for it. Her slick, constricted walls practically sucked his member in and she dropped her head back to the table, a squeal of relief and pleasure bursting from her.

"So tight," he groaned, his eyelids fluttering shut. His face melted into bliss. "So perfect. My Alice." Those liquid dark eyes opened to peer down at her, and she felt tears well up at the sheer amount of adoration in that gaze. No one had ever made her feel as unequivocally cherished and loved as he did. This physical union between them was not a mere exchange of carnal urges, it was an act of devotion and worship of each other. She held his gaze, keeping her eyes open and focused on him just like when he had been leading her through the terrifying heights of the city. But, this time, she was not afraid of falling from the heights Hatter was driving her towards. In fact, she yearned for it.

His slow thrusts rebuilt the pressure, her vaginal walls gradually tightening the hold on his cock. The tempo increased, his chest heaving with each movement.

"Oh…yes, yes, yes, fuck me, Hatter!" she screamed. "Fuck me! God…oh…my…Hatter!" She arched her back, pouring her heart into her moan of absolute ecstasy as she climaxed. The surge of orgasmic sensation swept over her, pulling her under its power. She gripped the edge of the table with her tremendously strong hands as she gave herself over to that primal force. The resultant cracks in the lacquered wood would not be noticed till much later.

"Look at me!" he commanded in a breathless voice. Though her neck muscles felt beyond the capacity of supporting the weight of her head, she complied. Their gazes locked once more, he pumped into her forcefully and rapidly to the point where she felt like he was going to drive her through the table. Aftershocks from her powerful orgasm raged through her body. She felt like she could just melt into the tabletop.

"Alice…fuck…yes!" Hatter shouted. She could tell the moment he came by the way his body froze up, as if all the energy was concentrated into evacuating his seed into her. Her inner walls, sensitivity primed by her orgasm, felt that last moment of rippling hardness before the release. The thick pearly fluid sprayed upon her walls, deliciously filling her up. He collapsed on top of her with a deep shuddering sigh of fulfillment, his head resting upon her furiously beating heart. Both of them just lay in that position, the only sounds in the room that of their raggedly drawn breaths intermingling.

"Oh yeah, your table is soooo going to miss us," Alice drawled, her tone saturated with sarcasm. Truly, she was shocked the thing was still standing.

Hatter reluctantly pulled himself upright, his softened cock slipping out of her, glistening from the mixture of her fluids mixed with his. She could feel his seed slowly seeping out of her. Once she stood, she knew there would be a distinct trail of filmy white on her inner thigh and she would have to press her legs together lest she make a mess upon the floor. In spite of how many consecutive times they engaged in amorous activities, he always seemed to release an impressive volume of semen.

"You are so beautiful," he proclaimed as she sat up and attempted to tame her disheveled mass of hair.

"Even with sex hair?" His own hair retained its usual state of ordered chaos, spikes of dark brown pointing in multiple directions, but ultimately shaping to accommodate the brim of a hat. She hoped he never got the urge to flatten it. His hair had such a unique, endearing character. It was so utterly Hatter.

He grinned wickedly. "Especially with sex hair."

Her vain attempt to calm down her own thick hair led to the discovery that some of their earlier meal had indeed made its way into her dark mane. She grimaced in aggravation as her fingers snagged on smashed pastry bits and jelly forming intractable clumps and tangles on the back of her head. She supposed that was just a consequence one had to accept from having sex on the kitchen table almost immediately after eating.

Hatter's solution to the problem was to take a bath in the hot tub. She was not given a mind to argue that idea. So, the two eagerly stripped off the remains of their clothes, tossing them aside in a haphazard trail leading to the bathroom. She had never asked him why he had a hot tub built in there. The young Slayer was certain she did not want to hear of the kinds of events which had transpired here throughout the years before she knew Hatter. But when she first got an eyeful of that large bubbling tub which appeared easily accommodating of four average-sized people, she had to quash pangs of jealousy at the images which resulted. Her mind had conjured up a veritable parade of blondes, redheads, and brunettes—every one of them with generous curves and bosoms to put her own modest figure to shame. Hatter may have been a novice where emotional relationships were concerned, but his skills in the bed—or, recently, on the tabletop—definitely indicated more than a passing acquaintance with the intimate workings of the female body.

Of course, Alice had not exactly been an untouched maid before meeting Hatter either. It would have been wonderful if they could have been each other's firsts. Alas, both of their "firsts" seemed to have long since passed by. She supposed they would have to settle on being each other's lasts. The thought gave her a smile.

"Your new apartment won't have one of these," she warned him.

Hatter shrugged, seemingly unconcerned. "Maybe I'll buy one with all that extra money Jack's giving me."

She released a deep sigh of contentment as she slowly sank into the water. The heat seeped into the muscles of her thighs, abdomen, back, and butt which were only just realizing how sore they were. "That might not be a bad idea," she commented, leaning her head back against the edge of the tub.

"Let me help you get that stuff out of your hair, love," Hatter said, bringing her out of her semi-conscious state enough that she could turn around and lean her back against him. She willingly submitted herself to his attention, feeling a wonderful, soporific wave descending upon her as he gently scrubbed the pastry and jelly clods out of her hair. When combined with the effect of being immersed in steaming hot water up to mid-torso, the young Slayer was induced into a state of nearly non-responsive relaxation. That is, until Hatter's hands finished with her hair and went wandering.

"God, I love your breasts," he announced reverently as his hands cupped them and kneaded them like dough.

Had she not been lulled into such an unguarded state of total relaxation, her mind would have been keen enough to stop her from saying the words which came out, "I'm sure you've seen bigger." She immediately regretted saying that, fearing that exposing some of the insecure jealousy she was quietly battling would spoil the moment.

"Bigger, yes," Hatter replied suavely, "but not better. Yours are perfect. Just the right size for you." He tweaked both her nipples simultaneously and she rocked against him with a gasp. "And your body is, without a doubt, the best I've ever seen."

To emphasize his belief, one hand slid to caress the gentle rise of her well-defined rectus abdominis muscle, pausing to briefly trace over the horizontal scar from that old stab wound just below her navel. The other hand traveled down her back, ending its journey with a firm grip on her buttocks. "So sexy and strong. My beautiful warrior girl."

Unused to such earnestly spoken adulations, Alice just stayed quiet. But a small, pleased smile spread on her lips at her boyfriend's appreciation. She knew men generally found her attractive, but Hatter made her actually feel beautiful inside and out.

"You're not so bad yourself," she returned softly, maneuvering around so she was now straddling his hips, facing him directly. Her arms loped around his neck, fingers interlocking at the back. "In fact, I'm a little worried I may have to fend off some of my fellow Slayers once they see you."

Hatter grinned, his dark chocolate eyes smoldering. "Oooh, now if those girls are half as gorgeous as you are, then that's definitely something I wouldn't mind seeing. Perhaps we could arrange for it to be in a hot tub as well…or somewhere with lots of water."

"You're such a guy," she laughed, leaning in to press her lips against his in a soft, sweet kiss brimming with love and affection.

"Bloody right I am," he murmured in between the kisses. "Though, once again, I think I'm a little too emptied out for the moment to show you just how much of a guy I am," he added glumly.

That did not stop his fingers from slipping in between the folds of her labia under the water. He rubbed and massaged the soft, delicate skin between her legs. Alice bit upon her lip and tilted her head back.

"You, on the other hand, are such a girl…and you can just keep going," he turned his attention to her clitoris as he spoke, swirling his finger in concentric circles over the hooded nub, "and going." His other hand rose out of the water to do the same motion on her nipples.

"Like the Energizer bunny," Alice remarked, reflexively grinding her hip against his.

"The what?"

She shook her head. "Never mind, just keep going."

That inexorable tug on her senses began again, the slow pressure building. She was being drawn upwards for the…well, she had honestly lost count of the number of times he had brought her to that wondrous crescendo. She crashed her mouth down upon his, kissing him with furious desperation as his nimble fingers worked like mad, driving her up and up until the sweet release swept over her. She cried out and jerked against him, water sloshing over the sides of the tub.

"Yep, may not be a bad idea to get one of these things," Alice murmured with flickering half-lidded eyes, resting her head against Hatter's shoulders. Though the water had cooled some, it was still warm enough to amplify the blissful calm which engulfed her body in the aftermath of climax. She was content to stay here within the warmth and security of his arms, bodies partially immersed in heated water.

"That'll be at the top of the list, love. Well, after I redecorate the apartment and don't tell me I'm not going to have to do that. Poncey Prince Jack has horrible tastes…well, except when it comes to women," he replied.

Drowsily, she lifted her hand up to swipe at him, provoking a hearty chuckle from her lover. He swiftly captured that hand and planted a kiss on the fingertips.

Tomorrow they would cross through the Looking Glass into her world. Just thinking about bringing Hatter into the dark dangers of a hellmouth made her blood fill with ice in spite of the warm water and equally warm body pressed up against hers. There was just so much that could go wrong. He could die or, even more likely, she could die and then he would be left alone in her world. Her brain could not make up its mind over whether or not this was a sound decision, agreeing to let Hatter come back with her. But her heart was absolutely certain. Just the feel of his arms draped around her while she rested her cheek against the area where he had taken that bullet meant for her filled her soul with an unprecedented feeling of wholeness. She could not return without him. That had ceased being a viable option long ago.

Alice sighed and nestled closer up against him. "I love you," she whispered, barely loud enough for her own ears to hear. She was not sure if he heard it or not.

But his arms tightened around her and he dropped a kiss right on the top of her drenched head. "I love you, too," he whispered back. Then his tone turned to teasing as he said, "Alice of Legend."

Her mature response to that ridiculous title was to dunk him under the water and vault out of the tub, giggling mirthfully all the way. Hatter emerged, flinging water droplets everywhere as he violently shook his head and spluttered.

"You'll pay for that one, love," he promised mock seriously, climbing out of the tub.

She raked an appreciative glance over his nude, dripping wet body. Rivulets of water snaked down his lean, wiry form, giving it a glossy sheen in the fluorescent lighting of the bathroom.

"Only if you can catch me," she replied playfully. Then she ran from the room with a shriek of girlish laughter with Hatter following, leaving puddles of water in their wake.


This is the last companion piece in Wonderland, but I'm not sure if it'll be the last for this story. Don't worry. I'm sure there will be plenty of need for companion pieces in the sequel haha.

Hope you all enjoyed it and I'd love to hear your thoughts!