Being intimate with a person from another world sure made Alice feel as if she was mad. But, those who are truly in love discover madness within themselves. The noises he would make each time that she touched his translucent skin were enough to make the most sensible person irrational. Of course she blamed him for her actions. But she wouldn't regret it. She half wondered if she bit into him, would she grow to different sizes? If she drank from him… This was all getting too silly. She laughed dizzily at the thought of it all. He smiled at her reckless abandon. She was lying on the bed and her blonde curls were splayed out like a halo framing her face. He caressed her from the top of her head down to her jaw line. "I'd like to make you a hat." He said absent-mindedly. She chuckled even more at the absurdity. Tears were forming in the corners of her eyes. She stopped laughing as she felt his lips brush the tears away. "Salty." He noted. She was suddenly the shy one, starring at his advancement with wide eyes. Her expression brought out something of the alternate personality within him that took the caution away. He said confidently, "I've loved you Alice, for a very long time." Then his expression softened, "How I've missed you every time you went away-" He pulled her lithe form to him and embraced her tightly, melding his lips with hers. He wanted to taste more of her, his tongue seeking hers out. She didn't want to resist and held him close to her. He broke the kiss, "Like candy-" he said in wonder before returning for more. She had unbuttoned his shirt and taken off his scarf without him noticing. He sat back on the bed to glance at his half naked form. "It's quite cold." He said looking back at Alice.
"Would it be alright if I shared my heat with you?" She questioned. "More than alright." He replied, unsure about how to accomplish that feat.
She began to unbutton her nightgown, exposing fair skin similar to the shade of fabric. In her shyness, she asked for his help. He complied. Under the covers, they were able to share heat freely. He studied her curves and memorized their perfection. Meanwhile, she played with the waistline of his pant before exposing him completely. He looked at her for approval, and she blushed. So did he as she placed her lips next to his ear and whispered while on top of him, "I love you, Tarrant." He held her close in a passionate kiss. Nothing could compare to the sensation of her skin on his. It was a finer softness than her lips. This was dangerously addicting. They glanced back at one another in their inexperience, unsure how to take the next step. Unsure of whether that next step should be taken. Alice looked at the experience as if it were a dream, real world be damned. The feeling of her skin was driving the hatter madder and she could sense it. His rough and bandaged fingers on her body were doing the same to her. "Is it okay?" He asked her, with a look of wanting. Every now and then his eyes would shift to amber. She nodded. Swiftly and smoothly, he was guided inside of her. His eyes rolled back with satisfaction, this was true madness. Alice felt sharpness at first, which subsided under the pleasure that he was giving her. He peppered her with kisses and words of his love for her.
The hatter propped himself up over Alice's body. "Alice-" He started apprehensively, "If you are going to leave again, would it be alright if I come with you?" Her chocolate eyes met his emerald ones. She smiled and said warmly, "I've grown accustomed to imagining several impossible things before I sleep. It will be much easier when I have you to share my bed with."