A/N: I know, it took me a week to update. I had exams. I did add a lemon to it though, so I'm sure you'll all forgive me. Its my first time writing one, so I'm not entirely satisfied with it I probably could have done better But I know you were all waiting, and knew it would be another week had I waited.
-I don't own anything. At all.
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KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
His head jerked into the direction of the door.
"Oh fuddlers." he exclaimed, his eyes returning to their usual shade of green.
Looking back down at Alice, he blushed immensely. I was about too..
He jumped away from the bed and ran down the stairs to answer the door, embarrassed. I couldn't control myself.. had someone not knocked at my door I may have....
He shook his head not wishing to be flustered when greeting his visitor. Opening the door, he realized he had not properly dressed himself, still wearing only his long pants I'm calling them long pants. and under shirt.
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Alice was still in shock. His eyes... they... I don't know.. It was like they... I don't know..
She sighed in frustration and went to go down stairs to see who the visitor was. But walking past a mirror and seeing how she was dressed, she decided she'd best wait.
The Hatter came back upstairs and knocked gently on the open door before entering.
"Who was that?" Alice asked shyly.
"The white rabbit." he walked past her to his clothes, "We've been invited to tea by the White Queen." He began pulling his trousers on.
"Oh." She looked down at what she was wearing, "Uh.. Hatter?"
"Hm?" He glanced up at her, "Oh.. Of course. Silly me. You can't possibly go to tea dressed like that, it's completely indecent, naughty girl." He smiled at her. She blushed.
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"There! All finished." He raised the cloth from his lap. It was a bright blue dress with black lace. He handed it to Alice.
"Try it on." He smiled at her.
Alice emerged from the upstairs, Tarrant couldn't help but stare at her, the dress he had made, it fit her perfectly,
She walked down the stairs and stood in front of him.
"Its beautiful." she smiled. The Hatter blushed.
"Well it's certainly much better than that old dress shirt." He smiled widely.
Alice frowned slightly, but I liked wearing his dress shirt..
The Hatter looked down at her, confused.
"What's wrong dear Alice? Did I do something wrong? Is there something wrong with the dress?" Tarrant panicked, did she not like it? Does she not want to be here anymore?
She shook her head, "No, never mind. It's nothing." She smiled at him.
Tarrant glanced at that clock on the wall.
"Oh dear. We're late for tea!" He was shocked, he was NEVER late for tea, "It appears your lateness is rubbing off on me dear Alice." she glared at him.
"I am NOT late. I'm NEVER late for tea. You're just ALWAYS early." She scrunched her face at him. He chuckled at her. She was too easy to tease.
"Well let us go then." He extended his arm to her, and she hooked it with her own as they walked out the door.
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"Alice!" The White Queen exclaimed, running up and embracing her, "It's so good to see you." She smiled.
"It's good to be back." Alice smiled back.
"Please, come, come, sit, have some tea." the Queen motioned her to sit.
They sat in silence for several minutes, sipping their tea and nibbling their biscuits. It wasn't an awkward silence, but it definitely wasn't comfortable.
"So.." The Queen began.
Alice looked up at her, then glanced at the Hatter. He was trying not to watch her, so he stared at his tea cup. Watching the warm liquid swirl around his cup, it was light in color with the most exotic aroma. Alice smells much sweeter though. He shook his head, I mustn't..
The Hatter had begun muttering under his breath and Alice returned her gaze to the Queen who shrugged, she was used to his little fits.
"So Alice, how long will you staying with us?" the Queen raised an eye brow.
"Oh... um.." Alice wasn't really sure how long she was going to stay, or if she was going to stay.
The Hatter paused his muttering and looked up at Alice, pain in his bright eyes. She will leave him again.. He had almost forgotten...
Alice looked at the Queen, then looked to the Hatter. He averted his eyes down, frowning. How could he have forgotten...
"... I'm not sure yet." She answered meekly. She wanted to stay, but was unsure, was she welcome to?
"Oh I see.." the Queen clapped her hands together, "I guess we'll just have to enjoy what time we have with you." She smiled cheerfully.
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After leaving the castle, Alice and the Hatter walked in silence, neither sure what to say to the other.
She stopped in her tracks, the silence was maddening. She had to know.
He stopped short of her. Turning to face her. Knowing.
She looked up at his face, studying it, engraving it into her subconscious. His strong chin, his defined cheek bones, his pale complexion, his light pink lips holding a slight sadness behind them, and those bright eyes.. She studied his eyes, as though they held the answer she so desperately needed. Tarrant's brows came together as he watched her. What's was he to say?
"Tarrant.. about this morning..." her voice filled with question, with longing. It was heartbreaking.
"Don.. don't worry about it. It wa.. was nothing. It was... a.. a mistake." He instantly regretted his choice of words. "W.. Wait! I didn't mean.."
It was too late, tears began forming in her eyes as she took off running.
"... a mistake." His voice kept playing over and over in her head. "It was a mistake." She cried harder. He regretted it, he didn't love her at all. He didn't want to be with her. How could I be so foolish...
"Stupid girl." Alice stopped, looking around. "Who's there?"
"The question is not who am I, but who are you?" A blue butterfly fluttered onto her shoulder.
" Oh Absolum.." She continued to sob
"You there, stupid girl. Who are you?" The butterfly fluttered in front of her nose.
Looking up at him, "What do you mean who I am? I'm Alice. Don't you remember me?"
"I do remember Alice, but do you remember her?"
"I don't understand.. Of course I remember myself." Her teary eyes blinked in confusion.
"Do you really? You were much more Alice the last time we met, you are hardly that Alice anymore." He began flying away.
"Wait! What do you mean?" She called after him, but he was already gone.
What did he mean? Have I lost my muchness again?
Sniffling, she curled up next to a tree. She was cold and alone..
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Alice stirred, feeling a pair of eyes watching her. Slowly opening her eyes, she jumped, startled. The Mare Hare stared at her only a few inches from her face.
"Spoooon." He held up a spoon and began dancing around giggling incoherently.
Alice sat up and shook her head. Looking around, she noticed it was now late day. Glancing at the dancing Hare she laughed, he really was completely mad.
Getting up, she dusted off her dress, staring at it... It was such a beautiful dress.. And he had made it especially for her.. Shaking her head, she sighed.
"There you are!" the small Dormouse exclaimed, "We've been looking everywhere for you!" She fumed.
"I'm sorry Mallymkun."
"You better be sorry, you had the poor Hatter worried sick. He's been looking everywhere for you." She walked over to Alice, "Come along now, it's getting late."
Alice frowned, but didn't protest, she just followed the mouse and the Mare Hare back to the Hatters home.
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Entering the Mad Hatter's home after bidding Goodnight to her friends, she noticed that he was nowhere to be found. Sighing, Alice walked over to the stove and began brewing some tea.
A few moments later, Alice sat down at the table with her tea in hand. She gazed at it, seeing her refection in its ripples. Was she really so repulsive that the Hatter did not want her? Was there really no way he could possibly love her? She sighed placing the cup on the table, fingering its smooth textured surface. Suddenly the front door opened, and the Hatter stepped in, he immediately detected the sweet smell of fresh tea in the air and looked at Alice. He smiled, so happy she was safe at home now... This could be her home if she wanted... He sighed. Wishful thinking.
Tarrant walked over to the stove and poured himself a cup of tea, then sat across from Alice. They sat in silence.
The clock chimed, Alice wasn't really sure what time it was, the clock made absolutely no sense, there were no numbers, no nothing. Surely it was late though, she yawned.
The Hatter gazed up at her from his tea, "Time for bed then." he sat up from his chair to escort Alice to the bedroom. She sat up, and began walking up the stairs to the room. Not once did she avert her gaze from the floor, she could hear him behind her, he was keeping his distance. Once inside the room, Alice turned to him. He hovered in the doorway, she was certain he was going to sleep on the couch tonight.
Tarrant removed his hat and brought it to his chest.
"Good night sweet Alice." He bowed his head and turned to leave.
She frowned, maybe he didn't love her, maybe he'll never feel the same way, but for one night.. maybe he could pretend to...
"Wait!" She reached out and grabbed his arm. He spun around, "What is it?" a look of concern spread across his face. Alice blushed noticing their close proximity. She released his arm and cupped his face with her hands. His eyes closed for a moment then reopened. Placing his hands on hers, he pulled them away from his face.
"I can't.. We can't..." He stuttered, looking down at her, her eyes were watering. It pained him so to see her cry, he hated himself for making her cry... I love her so much...
He hung his head down. She was not going to accept this. She WILL not accept this. Alice leaned forward and captured his lips, pushing him back against the wall. His eyes widened, he can't be doing this, this is wrong, he won't.. he shouldn't.. he...
His mind went fuzzy as be began kissing her back fiercely, wrapping his arms around her waist.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in closer, nipping at his lower lip, begging to taste him. Parting his lips to her, she dipped into his mouth and caressed his tongue with her own, mentally mapping out each crevasse of his mouth. He moaned, never had he felt something so erotic.
Alice gently pulled him into the bedroom, but he pulled away. Resting his forehead against hers, he closed his eyes, fighting himself.
"Can't.." he breathed out, it was all he could muster up.
No.. Not this time. She kissed him again, quickly this time, then again, and again, tempting him. He groaned, opening his eyes. They flickered yellow. He pulled back once again, breathing heavily. He had to stop this...
He glanced at Alice who was also breathing heavily, a red tint along her cheeks, her eyes glazed over. His breath hitched in his throat. Taking a step back from her, he held her shoulders. He just needed a moment to focus his thoughts.
Alice frowned, this wasn't working.
"Tarrant..." She moaned out. He clenched her arms, breathing harder. She took a step closer and breathed against his ear, "I need you.."
Grabbing her, his lips crushed into hers so forcefully that she nearly lost her footing.
Wrapping her arms around his neck, he pushed her back onto the bed.
His lips trailed down her neck, nipping at the skin as it passed by his lips. Placing butterfly kisses on her collarbone, he gently caressed her side, running his hand across her stomach. Alice was over whelmed with sensations as her mind went hazy.
Tarrant moved his hand up and began gently rubbing her breast, kissing the exposed skin above them. He shouldn't be doing this. But he could no longer control his actions, his body was no longer listening to his brain. He straddled her, riding her dress up with his knee, as one of his hands made their way down to her exposed leg. He began slowly running his hand up her thigh, feeling the smoothness of her skin.
Her skin prickled as his hand moved across her, and she could feel the blush spread across her face as he reached her upper thigh. Pulling the frilly dress over her head, he tossed into a forgotten corner. Gazing down at her, she was completely naked before him.
Alice could feel his eyes on her and moved her arms to cover her chest, embarrassed by her body. Tarrant lowered his face to her neck and nuzzled her softly, "Beautiful. Perfect." whispering sweet nothings to her. He lowered his hand and began slowly running it between her smooth thighs. Her moan vibrated against his neck, where she was placing small kisses. Finally, he inserted a finger inside her wet heat and pumped her with it.
She moaned. His finger inside of her felt incredible. No words could comprehend it. Her hips bucked against his hand and he smiled against her, having directed his mouths attention to her exposed nipples. A feeling grew deep within Alice, she didn't understand, but it kept building and building. She needed release.
Tarrant gasped as Alice began running her hands up his chest under his shirt. Still kissing his neck, she began unbuttoning it slowly, placing kisses down his chest. He groaned deep in his throat as she grinded her hips into his erection and his eyes rolled back in his head. She smiled at his reaction and ground into him again. He closed his eyes breathing heavily.
Moving her hand down further, she caressed her palm across the bulge in his pants. His breath caught in his throat before releasing another moan. She ran her hand along his belt line, playfully dipping her fingers under the fabric. She was teasing him, and it was driving him mad.
Panting, he grabbed her hips, "Naughty." he breathed out, grinding into her. Alice muffled a scream. Tarrant smiled wickly, gliding his hand down her body once again, and began rubbing her clit gently. Her hips bucked involuntarily. She couldn't take it, it was so much feeling all at once, her mind couldn't comprehend it, she'd never felt like this before.
Tarrant nipped playfully at her ear and rubbed her mercilessly.
Alice bucked her hips again moaned. She tugged at his pants, releasing his erection from its bindings.
"Uhhhmmm.. Pl.." She couldn't form a sentence, "Plea.. Pleeeassse." She almost hissed, grinding into him. He groaned removing his hand from the assault on her body. Kicking off the remainder of his clothing and positioned himself. Alice looked up at him, he was watching her with his deep yellow eyes.
He thrust into her. She cringed as he filled her. His eyes never left her face, he watched her, waiting for her to look at him. After a moment, Alice looked up at him, he stared at her, studying her. Leaning down he kissed her tenderly on the forehead, then her on cheek, then her nose, and finally her lips. He started slowly, allowing her body to adjust. Her warmth was almost enough to send him over the edge, she was so slick, so wet. Wet for him..
Alice wrapped her arms around his neck and thrust up. Tarrant groaned and grabbed her hips, and thrust deeply into her, again and again. She moaned loudly unable to hold back. As his pace quickened, his breaths shortened, he was close. Her nails were digging into his shoulders, her head was spinning. Suddenly her whole world shattered as she felt her whole body convulse.
He felt her release and with his final thrust his eyes flashed green and he quickly removed himself from her body. His body shuttered as he emptied into his hand.
Alice's head was spinning, but sleep was tugging at dreary eyes. Closing her eyes, she slowly nodded off.
Tarrant sat in disbelief. What have I done....
He covered his face with his hands, how could he have been so foolish. She can't stay, I know that.. I can't believe I was so selfish..
Alice stirred in her sleep, she felt warm, relaxed, happy. She smiled in her sleep.
He watched her sleeping form, she was smiling. He gently moved a strand of her hair out of her face, sighing. She looked so peaceful, how could he do this to her? How could he not tell her before he... She's going to hate me...
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A/N: Again, devastating mistakes, let me know. I'll try and update again soon, haven't been feeling to well lately so all I can do is try. I desperately need a stress leave from my life.
Thanks for reading and reviews are nice (: