Firsts

Author's Note: Thanks to all of you who have been supporting this little fic of mine. The reviews and favorites allow me a small squeal of happiness in my day. Hatter and Alice have been so much fun getting to know. To those who have asked, no, this isn't "that chapter," *you sick people ;)* but don't worry, that will be coming up, very soon.

A mention of Kate, and a first date

Alice and Hatter's first real date took a week to happen.

Dating in Alice's world was as foreign to Hatter, as the word behind it. A "date" in Wonderland was a piece of fruit, not a concept.

Wonderland was different, he told Alice, you liked a girl, she liked you. You would hook up, plain and simple.

If Alice was surprised by Hatter's response, she made no mention. She simply clasped her hands over his. "Have you ever wanted to make someone feel special, Hatter?"

His eyes flared. "You," he replied.

"Nobody else?"

Hatter shook his head empathetically. He hadn't told Alice about the first Alice who took his heart. After her, for six years, Hatter just had fun. A lot of fun. Carlotta was still a regular visitor, but he had some other ten or twelve girls that he kept on rotation. Sometimes he would keep one around for a week, if the sex was especially good, and what he needed at the time. Otherwise, he would call one or the other, occasionally two at once, if he was in the mood. He grinned. The night before he met Alice, he spent a few hours with Kate, a brunette who could do the most mind-blowing things with her legs…

Alice snapped her fingers in front of his face. "Hatter? Hatter? Who's Kate?"

He sobered up, and grinned at her. "Nobody." He cleared his throat. "I happen to think that sex can be a lot of fun."

Alice shrugged. "I suppose…"

"You suppose?" He wagged his eyebrows. "I think sex with you would be incredible." He wrapped his arms around her waist, and nudged his chin on her shoulder. "I've had you in my bed, but I want you naked, on top of me, under me, my head between your thighs." Alice blushed. "You're beautiful. I can't wait to taste you, hear you." He sighed. "It'll be unbelievable…"

Hatter was astounded to hear the bitter words come out of Alice's mouth. "Nobody has ever called me beautiful, at least not like that. Certainly never said that the sex was unbelievable, or incredible, whatever." She pursed her lips, and moved Hatter's hands off her. Then, before he could say anything in protest; Alice left.

Hatter was twenty eight when he took a woman out on his first true date, and Alice was twenty three when she had the best first date of her life.

"Meet me at my place in an hour," beeped on Alice's cell phone.

"Why?" she wrote back.

"Just trust me," was the response.

And, she did.

They drank a lot of wine, ate orgasmic food, and Hatter used any excuse he could to touch her hand. Alice laughed the more wine she drank.

Hatter couldn't help but enjoy some lavisheous thoughts about his Alice. She was happy, truly happy. The red wine stained her lips, and even though they were in a restaurant, he just wanted to reach over and lick it off. He leaned over, quickly stopped himself, and just watched her.

Hatter couldn't believe that nobody had ever truly called Alice beautiful. She was the epitome of beautiful, he thought. And crazy, willful, and prone to outbursts of anger or sadness. But, here, she was happy.

"Do you want some dessert?" he asked.

"You know, I didn't think I could eat anymore, but…the list looks so enticing." She raised her eyes at him above the menu. "They even have chocolate and cream cake."

"Oh, no," Hatter replied. "I don't think chocolate and cream cake will ever be necessary with you."