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If You Really Love Someone

Chapter 10-Alice-Wonderland Story.

As we come to the end of this little story and another one that's well known begins Alice reflects on her time with Cyrus and what lies ahead. Part Two of a Two part finale to this story.

Alice was still breathless an hour after the fact. She had just become a lover to a man. She had lost her virginity to a man that was not her husband. She had to admit that she was breathless not only with the whole experience but with her own daring. She couldn't imagine a better way even if she was stuck in a magical world to hurt her father, to hurt the world she lived in where if you were a woman to be respected it meant you had to be meek and quiet and not share an opinion on politics or what was going on in the world or what change could be. Alice never wanted to go back to that life. Regardless of her love for her one remaining parents she found she was truly home here with Cyrus wrapped in his arms the scent of him on her skin and the feel of his hands and his kisses burning her skin.

It was for lack of a better word…magical.

Cyrus had taken her tenderly and with a lot more gentle…movements than the horror stories she had overheard. It had been slightly painful she would admit but then there had been wave after wave of pleasure that had climaxed in her going over the cliff in terms of emotions and feelings and…pleasure. She had clutched Cyrus's broad naked shoulders and when she had opened her eyes again she had seen a look on his face that made her feel warm and loved and almost glowing with the need to feel loved.

He had gone into his bottle and brought out blankets and they had wrapped themselves up still naked in the firelight and made love at least twice more before she had fallen asleep in what could arguably be called the best sleep of her entire life.

She found she could understand what it must have been like for her father to lose her mother and never recover. She could understand the Queen and Prince Albert's devotion to each other and the devotion that was shown between other people that she had seen. She was struggling to understand how people could spend their rest of their lives with other people and had long lives without sharing this feeling. She didn't understand how people could marry for any reason other than this feeling. This was worth it's weight in gold and far more and Alice was pretty sure now she'd had a taste of this love that she was going to become a slave to it. Already she and Cyrus were having a hard time keeping their hands off each other and he was a patient teacher that delighted in teaching her the many different ways that you could have pleasure and experience pleasure so much so that Alice was getting bolder and bolder with her acts in a way that even when she had been wild as a young woman she would have never tried whatsoever.

They spent their days walking through the sights of Wonderland. A part of Alice was desperate to see the boiling sea and another part of her was desperate to see the cloud mountains which were mountains where even the bottom of them were obscured in the clouds and she wondered what it was like to be hidden in them were nobody could see you. They had not spoken about what it was that they would do once the fog of lust evaporated and if she was being honest she did not really want to know. She wanted to stay like this for the rest of her life pretending that nothing would happen.

But that was a dream in a dream. Alice had already overheard from Cyrus who had come back from town one day that more and more of the Red Queen's guards were in the vicinity and that they were looking for the genie. Cyrus's magic as weak as it was, was doing a great job and managing to keep them safe but he couldn't keep up a cloaking spell for long nor could he keep them safe forever. Something was coming for them and Alice knew that it was going to catch up with them sooner rather than later but she had asked that they live right here and now in the living rather than worrying around their future and so she did not want to complain. Instead she wanted to drink up each and every moment that she was with him.

Cyrus and her were heading back to the maze. There were lots of places that they could hide the bottle. They were going to swing by the Caterpillar's opium mushroom and Alice who was an anonymous thief by trade unlike Cyrus who was noticed even if you took out the genie factor would be seen. They had been gathering supplies for weeks now and Alice believed that they had at least a weeks worth of food and water in order for them to shrink and remain in complete secrecy buried under a maze in a maze in a bush.

This was like she supposed to herself her honeymoon moment. Somehow she didn't think that Cyrus was going to propose. He had looked years younger than he had when he met her but still sometimes she could see the look on his face whenever he was thinking about the ghosts that he didn't want to share. She too had ghosts, her mother and father were tangible memories that she did not want to touch and she found that she was struggling to remember what Victorian England was like. She had stayed awake for the whole night trying to figure out how she felt about that and then she decided that she didn't care. Her mother was dead and her father was as good as dead because he had not believed in her and when Cyrus looked at her across from the fire or the bottle he would see the warm delicate look that Cyrus sent her and it would send her thoughts spiralling away from her old home and her own life.

"You deserve to be loved" Cyrus told her one night as they lay together her legs entangled with his and his head on her chest. She was stroking his hair and his eyes were closed and there was a self satisfied look on his face like he was a contented cat curled in front of the fire. It was completely endearing and made her heart swell with love for him. "You deserve to be loved for who you are and if your father cannot do that then stop thinking about him and I will do all the loving for you"

Alice had laughed then and had kissed him and that had turned into something that was far more pleasurable. Safe and sound in the bottle they were locked in their own little world and when she fell asleep listening to the pitter patter of rain hitting the leaves and then the bottle Alice felt warm and loved and needed.

"You deserve to be loved as well" she would tell Cyrus and he would smile and even if the smile did not meet his eyes he seemed lighter and happier than Alice had seen him as if he had finally given into the one thing that he had so desperately desired and to hell with the consequences. There in the bottle for that week she had become she knew a woman who knew what it was to be loved, to be free, to be her own person. It was a radical change she knew from where she had been when she had climbed back into the rabbit hole in her garden desperate to find some proof that she had not imagined everything.

After that glorious week they continued on with their travels. They once again went to the Mellow-Marsh because Alice had completely and utterly enjoyed that experience and wanted to go there again this time when she did not have to fight her feelings for the man standing next to her. Cyrus had then suggested they go and see the Towering Tum-Tum tree and again they spent a week their taking shelter in the shades and the peaceful surroundings.

They stayed on the outskirts avoiding places ran by both the Caterpillar, the Red Queen and her guards as well as the ever increasing off putting presence that came whenever they were in a town for too long. She was beginning to understand what Cyrus had said when he had first told her that being a genie was a little bit like being a wanted man. Alice had underestimated how powerful her lover was in terms of the Wonderland black market and she found herself clutching him a little bit tighter whenever they had left a town just because the thought of losing him was…unbearable.

But nothing could puncture this bubble that she was in and she was sure that Cyrus felt the same. Each second felt a little bit lighter whenever she was with him.

Alice never wanted this to end.

Ever.

One morning she had woken up and looked out over the rim of the bottle. They had taken refuge half in a hole that Cyrus had dug and then they had taken the magic mushroom and shrunk so that they could have a decent place to sleep. The weather was getting colder-even Wonderland had winter after all-and sometimes it was something as simple as warmth that sent them into each other's arms clutching at each other with the simple hunger that came when two people were in love and couldn't stop themselves.

Whenever she thought about it though she was more than a little amused and somewhat annoyed by the sappy thoughts that she had and the way she might have been acting. She had never wanted to become one of those soppy little girls who dreamt of their future husband as some white knight that just got off the horse with a shining sword-or whatever the stupid analogy was. But there was something about this courtship that had turned into a relationship that had changed her for the better or for the worst.

"Better" Cyrus said one night when he was watching her scrub herself down. They had found a creek and took water and Alice had her clothes in one bucket and was naked scrubbing herself down in order to clean herself up. Cyrus was watching her over the book he was supposed to be reading and Alice noted the half lidded eyes and the way his pupils had expanded with barely concealed desire.

She put down the cloth and moved over so that she was in front of her and she noted the way the book fell from his hands and the way the smile on his face became more lust filled and more the smile that Alice knew would grant her pleasure.

"You think? You do not believe that I am turning into some kind of soppy girl who other people would mock?"

"No" Cyrus said grinning as his hands found her hips and hers found the buttons on his shirt. "I think you're a woman in love"

Alice laughed with joy even as he pressed kisses in the side of her neck.

"I want to go and see the boiling sea one day" she said as Cyrus nodded into her neck as she finally got that damn shirt off and she could press their skin together.

"I know. I promise you we'll go soon. But now I've got other things to do"

Alice laughed once even as Cyrus picked her up and carried her back to the mess of furs that was their bed.

And with that they carried on enjoying a small remembrance of their perfect Wonderland Story.

And i hope you enjoyed this little story as much as i enjoyed writing it. Again i thank you all x