Chapter Ten: Start at the Beginning… And When You Get to the End… Stop
Cheshire turned from Lucy –albeit unwillingly- and towards the White Rabbit, who still had his ears down and eyes closed, and gently patted the creature on the shoulder.
The Rabbit blinked his eyes open and looked up at the colorful, grinning creature known as the Cheshire Cat. "Y-yes sire?"
Cheshire shook his head gently, "No friend, just Cheshire, the throne is back to the Hearts. I'm simply the Cat again. Thank you, for everything you've done, and I'm sorry for the way I was."
The Rabbit awkwardly patted the Cat's hand on his. "No need, no need it's quite alri-…wait a second, did you just say… the HEARTS! I work for that mad woman again!"
Cheshire scratched his head, "Oh… yeah, sorry bout that mate. Oh, might wanna get going soon, before I left she said something about planning a date with the Duchess?"
Without a moments hesitation the Rabbit took off, shouting "Oh my fur and whiskers! I'm late! AGAIN!"
Cheshire turned his attention back to Lucy who had a puzzled look on her face. "Is this a Wonderland thing that I'm just not going to understand?" Cheshire grinned at her, such a pleasant sight, "Yep! Now, let's get back to more important things shall we?" His grin turned suggestive and before Lucy could react, he pulled her in close and kissed her soundly on the lips.
They quickly were lost in the experience that was each other.
Only when Cheshire's hand slid up her shirt and under her bar to caress the flesh there did Lucy break away. Panting and cheeks flushed, they gazed at each other. Slowly Lucy lifted her hand placing it over his and pushing his hand closer to her, "Let's…. let's go somewhere a little less open yeah?" She asked quietly, her voice low and husky.
Cheshire's body shivered in excitement at the sound, and with a grin began to disappear stripe by stripe. "Whatever you want."
They reappeared deep, deep in the Tulgey Wood in a clearing completely surrounded by dark, dense trees. It was dark, yet light, with odd colors randomly flashing out of nowhere. It was definitely a Cheshire-esque kind of place.
Lucy grinned at him, "Nice." And quickly reconnected their lips in a heated kiss. Cheshire kneaded her chest slowly, drawing out little moans of pleasure from her as he did. Then, slowly, he lowered her to the ground and rested his weight a top her. They broke away for a moment, simply gazing at each other.
Both of their cheeks were flushed. Their breathing ragged. They smiled affectionately at one another.
Cheshire's hand slowly left her chest - causing her to whine a little in protest – then slowly grazed over her belly and towards the waistline of her pants before stopping. His eyes never left hers, and he waited for her consent before he continued.
Lucy continued to gaze up at him. Without a word she nodded her head and then shut her eyes as his hand finally descended into her pants to rub against her core.
Cheshire grinned broadly, his ears and tail twitching at her sounds of pleasure. He rubbed harder and soon felt her underwear become wet under his fingers.
Clouded in pleasure, Lucy managed to open her eyes. While he was occupied she managed to undo his pants enough to give him some relief, and then she grasped the length of him in her hands…
Cheshire's eyes rolled way back into his head as he groaned in pleasure. He rested his forehead against her chest, momentarily forgetting his own task of pleasuring her, and tried to regain his composure. When her hands started to stroke up and down, his hips convulsed against his will, pushing more into her hand.
"Lucy… ah… damn…" He managed with a smirk against her chest.
Lucy smiled and kissed the top of his head while her hands continued to rub up and down. Bringing him closer, and closer to the edge. His hand stopped her own. Slowly he looked up at her puzzled face and smiled. "Not yet…" Is all he said before gently removing her hand, pecking her lips softly and then pushing her underwear aside and slipping one long finger into her.
"Ah!" Lucy threw her head back and lifted her lips, trying to push them closer to his hand. Cheshire smiled and lifted her shirt high enough to kiss her sternum, slowly kissing his way down, while his finger was joined by a second, and then a third.
Lucy bit lip, her eyes screwed shut, as his fingers continued to pluck and play inside her. The pleasure spreading throughout her body, heating her flesh and making her toes curl. Then she noticed his lips near her waistline.
Cheshire smirked against the skin of her hip, and before she had time to react he pulled his fingers out, pushed her pants and underwear down to just over her knees and swept his tongue over her very center.
Lucy's fingers tangled in his hair, her hips moving up to grind herself against his mouth.
He chuckled, sending vibrations through her whole body, making her shudder. His tongue lapped at her hungrily and soon enough she was crying out his name as he greedily tasted all of her.
Her body relaxed against the ground. Her skin was hot and her legs were shaking. She slowly untangled her fingers from his hair and looked down at him.
He was smirking arrogantly up at her, and he made sure their eyes were connected as he licked her essence off of his lips.
She was silent. Watching as he sat up on his knees to push his pants down and then positioned him-self at her entrance.
He placed his hand against her cheek, kissed her forehead, and then with a quick thrust he was inside.
Lucy bit her lip to keep from crying out as he stretched and filled her, she succeeded but still let a few stray tears slip from her eyes. Cheshire gently wiped away the tears and with another kiss on the forehead he began to move.
Eventually the pain melted away, and soon both were panting and moaning and scratching and clawing. Neither knew where the other began and neither really cared.
With a final thrust, a cry of pleasure, it was done.
Cheshire dropped to the side, so as to not crush her with his weight, without exiting her body.
The two stared at each other lovingly.
As he traced nonsensical patterns into her back, she smiled adoringly at him and whispered the words that made his color appear even brighter than before:
"I love you."
THE END
