Alice's eyes were closed, her cheeks flamed with heat and blush, given totally to the moment and not knowing what else to do. The hatter reached his right hand up to brush a golden strand of hair from her face and stroke that cheek. "Love, open your eyes. Look at me please." Her lids fluttered open, casting shadows with those long lashes of hers and she looked timidly into his eyes. Her lips were parted slightly and her breath came in quick intakes.

Her innocent form stretched out beneath him, and it hurt him that he would take that innocence from her, but it hurt worse to contemplate stopping now. He laced his fingers into her own that laid off to the side and moved his aching member closer to her warmth. It was delicate and soft, and the moist walls fought his onslaught with tight pressure all around him. He knew his own breath was speeding up, but they still held eye contact confirming connection.

When her brow wrinkled he stopped moving, thinking that he must be to large for her. He knew he was having to work with slow purposeful pressure to move in, he felt her so tight around his enlarged staff. There wasn't time he couldn't remember where he ached so much or that so much blood was engorging him. At his pause her delicate hand twisted with his; squeezed urging him to continue. Concentration clear in his face he started to press into her womanhood again. By this time he had more then a quarter of his length in her, and he finally met her seal. Fear of causing her more pain then necessary washed over him. Causing him to now work his cock in and out of the same distance he had already concurred. Helping her to relax her muscles, and become familiar with the feel of him in her. Heart singing and reveling in the intimate hold she had on him, he almost didn't notice when she stared to press into his small thrusts.

Her hips were bucking up, pushing him in more and more. She starred at him with utter trust and he couldn't stand the distance between her lips and his. Leaning down he claimed them once more. Their eyes closed as they took a moment to feel what they had accomplished so far. Pulling from her his lips brushed her ear. "Are you ready? this is going to be painful.." Her head nodded vigorously, causing small tremors to be felt lower down. Bracing himself he rocked his hips back and forth twice before committing to the third. He felt the delicate barrier give way and felt a warm slickness now to help him press into her.

She had winced at the tearing but never had her gaze left his. She was so strong and brave and beautiful all rolled into one tiny woman. He fit in her snugly but perfectly and he couldn't help some irrational pride in this fact. He pulled back, nearly leaving her sheath, feeling her muscles resist the retreat and was surprised by the power between them when they pressed back to each other.

"You are all mine Alice." he purred possessively into her ear before kissing down he neck. His motions grew in importance, speed and power building. Alice's eyes now slid back into her head and closed and moans danced from her parted lips. Sounds of pleasure floating in the air, driving him farther on, as if he needed any more encouragement then her small figure arching and bowing to press him as far as she could take him.

The intensity was overwhelming to his system, he moved between madness and need, and sanity with gentleness. Alternating pace and pressure, which always increased when Alice said his name.

"Oh Tarrant...", " Tarrant, oh love...", "I love you, Tarrant!" all soft whispers, all driving him into insanity, causing him to pump violently at her, before he could remember himself and gentle. He would choke out her name with promises of eternal love, as her tight opening caressed his slower shaft.

Not able to keep his eyes from her the hatter didn't miss the signs that she was about to cum. Her nails dug into the top of his hand where they still gripped each other, her free hand clawed at the sheets or his arm and back. Breaths whisked in and out of her in ever accelerating gasps, she was beyond words now. "What is it love?" he was so filled with happiness he could't help but ask what she was feeling.

"Warmth...tingling.. need... Love...pressure.." the words tumbled one by one as she breathed. "Don't fight it Alice." The urging was little less then necessary. As a flood of ecstasy crashed through her flooding her blood with heat and adrenaline, he felt her silken muscles start to contract and massage him. A small scream pulled from her arched figure, and her free hands nails raked red furrows down the pale expanse of skin across his back. He didn't have a chance to fight, to hold on. The feeling of her caressing him, the verbal proof of her pleasure, and the small bite of pain as his skin was scratched tore through him bringing his own release. He slid his hips back and forward with hard full stokes before he felt himself finish and press his seed into her with a powerful gush.

Energy leaving him with his release, his arms folded and he was able to shift them to their sides. He didn't remove himself from her until her tired blue eye fluttered open again and she smiled. Moving ever so slowly then he slid out slowly and carefully, noting the secretive tightening around her eyes that refused to be a wince or twitch. "I love you." He whispered to her with a smile. She glowed back up at him. "I Love you too." she sang the words it seemed. then with a little yawn she curled up into his solid embrace and drifted almost instantly off to sleep.

Mature but not trashy I hope! Thank you again for reading!

Melesifant