Magnificently Mad

Heavens Evangel

Rated: M in this chapter

Pairing: AlicexHatter/Tarrant, Mirana/OC

Disclaimer: Alice in Wonderland does not belong to me, only OC's do!

Warning: This chapter NSFW!

(This one took long for a number of reasons :O ... it's also very.... *cough* )

Blake paled at the thought of losing his pants too. Although by some miracle his underwear had shrunk with him so he wasn't exposing himself indecently, even if he felt like he was. He got up and walked towards the smile, hoping it wasn't leading him into a trap.

Chapter Five: Alice has.... heavy tea pots...

Alice had managed to bring Hatter back to the palace and with the help of some guards brought him back to his room so he could rest properly. As she took off his hat and tucked him in, she looked over his face, now visible clearly in the light. She sighed softly. "Oh Hatter..." She reached out to touch his face, caressing it gently. "You haven't done a very good job at taking care of yourself..." She moved away with all intention of leaving the room so he could sleep, but Tarrant did not have the same intentions.

He latched onto her wrist and tugged her down onto the bed. He showed no signs of letting her go or letting her up for that matter. He immediately wrapped his arms around her, hugging her close to him. "Mmm..."

Her face went red. "H...Hatter?" She whispered and looked up at his face. She shifted at the odd position and moved so that she was laying on him instead of with her back against his front. She saw he was fast asleep and sighed softly. He's fast asleep! How am I going to get out of this one? She wiggled, trying to get out of his grip, to no avail because he just held her tighter. She frowned.

In his sleep, he reached all around her, touching her, feeling her up practically.

She moaned softly and blushed terribly, the blush reaching her ears. Oh bother... She sighed softly and let out a gasp, feeling him grope her backside. She looked up, hearing him snicker. "Pervert... you better not be having one of those dreams..."

Oh but he was, and had been having those dreams ever since the second time she was here, and now that she was back, and looked the way she did now, curved out and full in places where she was flat before, the vision of her had intensified, and made more erotic then before.

Tarrant was sitting at the head of the table in his plush green chair, his eyes closed with his hands crossed over his chest, his top hat tipped forward over his eyes.

Soft footsteps made their way over towards him and stopped nearby. "Hatter?" A soft voice called to him, reaching out.

He opened his eyes and looked at her. "Alice!" He looked her over, she was curvaceous, she really grew into her body. Her dress didn't stop his eyes from wandering over her body either. Her supple breast practically spilled over the top of the dress, he could see the nicely formed cleavage, his body suddenly started to get warm and ache.

She sat down in his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Yes Tarrant." She purred. "And I'm here for good."

"Truly?"

"Truly," she gave him a soft smile before leaning up and kissing his neck.

He let out a soft moan. "A...Alice, you're being very... naughty."

"Well it has been awhile since we saw each other... Tarrant and I missed you dearly please let me show you how much I missed you."

His eyes swirled to a deep green, almost black, his arousal quite evident as it poked against her plump round backside. "Alice... you minx."

"Are you complaining?" She asked softly, pressing her body against him, her breasts pressed against the fabric of his jacket. Her hands began to roam against his chest, her fingers pushing it back so she could get to him easier. She undid his tie and tossed it aside before beginning to unbutton his shirt. She could feel his heat as she shifted in his lap to face him. "You're warm."

"As are you..." He whispered deeply, his body aching for her. He reached and grabbed at her chest with no remorse, he kneaded them in his hands. "Alice.... You've got heavy tea pots..."

"Alice, you've got heavy tea pots...."

Alice's face went red. "What?" She managed to lean up enough. He let go of her for a brief moment, much to Alice's relief. She sat up with all intention of finally getting off of him and leaving the room, but Tarrant, once again, had other intentions.

His hands reached up and he actually grabbed at her breasts, giving them a hefty squeeze. "They're so full..." He mumbled and a smile crossed his face before his hands started to move down and to her sides before once again down to her backside, where he gripped her and forced her to grind in his lap.

Alice squeaked in surprise and let out a loud moan. She clapped her hands over her mouth in surprise. "H...Hatter?!" She slowly pulled her hands away, she leaned back a little, trying in vain to get out of his grip, her body was getting dangerously hot and moist in places that were very unlady like. If this keeps up... I just don't know how much longer I'll be able to control myself...

Tarrant felt hot all over, the heat made it uncomfortable to sleep any longer, especially something that was more than wide awake at the moment. He stirred and opened his eyes; they were dark green with lust, want and need. He looked up and saw Alice in his lap. "Mmm?"

Her face flushed deeply. "H...Hatter... You're awake..."

"Would seem so... in more ways than one." He shifted, undoubtly making his point by shifting his sex against her.

She tensed at the feeling and looked down at him. "T....Tarrant..."

"Mm? Was that my name said softly through your lips?" He asked softly, the lust unwavering. Seeing her in this position stirred his problem further. He reached up and gently stroked at her lips, enjoying the softness of her rose colored mouth. His pale red tainted digits slid down from her mouth and to her neck.

She shuddered and shifted in his lap. "Tarrant..." She tensed, a little afraid at what he had planned. Many a time she had thought about doing intimate things with him, but never did she think she'd get to... not this soon at least.

He noticed her tenseness and pulled away a bit. "Alice?"

She looked at him. "Y...Yes?"

"You're uncomfortable."

"No I'm just..."

"Thinking?" He rose a brow, "Alice sometimes you think a little too much, allow me to unthink things for you." At that, he sat up and pulled her into a deep passionate kiss, slipping his tongue into her mouth, exploring it, tasting it, swallowing up the noises she made in response.

"Mmph!" She was surprised, but she couldn't possibly deny her Hatter. She wanted him to do those naughty things to her, just as she had dreamed them, and as evidently he had dreamed them as well. She pulled away from the kiss and looked at him. "Tarrant?"

"Yes my sweet Alice?" He asked as he looked down at her, his eyes a bright green, showing her nothing more than all the love he had for her, which he had hidden deep down inside and regretted hiding the day she ran off.

"I..I want to tell you something." She shifted again in his lap, pressed against him in all the wrong (or was it right?) ways.

"Well, tell me. I am your best of friends am I not?"

"Yes you...you are Hatter..."

"Well?"

"I... "

"Yes?" He pried further, he had a feeling he knew what she'd say, or hoped she'd say.

"I.... l...." She had a hard time with it.

"Alice, where is your muchness?" He said with a sly smirk.

"Ah..." She made a face. "I love you."

He smiled. "And I you... my dear Alice. Mine and mine alone, from this moment on."

She nodded in agreement as he laid her down, her back on the bed. She felt his hands moving to explore her, her heart fluttered in her chest. She reached up and tangled her hands in his mop of orange hair, enjoying the texture of it.

He smiled crookedly at her, he leaned up ever so slightly and ran his hands down her chest. He grasped at the round mounds there and gave them a hefty squeeze, eliciting a moan from her lips. A sound he'd rather hear from her again. So in order to get that noise out of her once more he gave her breasts another hard squeeze, this time granting him a squeak. He chuckled with delight and leaned into her neck, kissing her there, his tongue slid against her neck in a slow teasing manner.

She gasped and moaned out again, this was indeed far better than any dream of him she had ever had before. She breathed in deeply and felt herself heat up again. Her fingers slid away from his hair and moved to his shoulders, where she rubbed at them gently. She would owe him for making her feel so good. Alice felt as though she need to do something in return, so she slowly undid his tie, tossing it to the floor. She pushed his jacket off his shoulders, to which he leaned up in order to take it off and allow her to toss it by his neck tie. She removed his waist coat and moved on to his shirt, undoing the buttons and rendering him completely topless, tossing both articles of clothing to the floor. She bit her bottom lip and looked up at him with a deep blush.

Tarrant almost thought he was dreaming again, and would believe it still if Alice had not begun to run her fingers along his chest with her soft milk white hands. "Now, that's not fair. You need to be topless now as well."

She flushed at that, feeling him lift her up enough to start expertly undoing the buttons on the back of her dress. She was amazed at the fluidity of his movements as he laid her back on her now bare back as the top part of her pale blue dress was pulled down to expose her mountains of flesh, the orbs Tarrant was beginning to fall in love with.

He leaned down and proceeded to lick at a rosy pink nipple, flicking the tip of his tongue over it. He was rewarded with a shudder. He smiled and bit gently at it, nibbling at the hardened nub, this time he was rewarded with a moan. The sound of her voice, moaning out his name like that made his pants get tighter in the middle. He would need to relieve it soon, or else he would feel a sharp pain from the fabric being too tight around it.

Alice parted her legs to make sure he was comfortable in their position. Her body ached to please and be pleased. She could tell that Tarrant as well was enjoying himself. She reached up and played with a piece of his hair before bringing her hands down and rubbing at his own hard nubs, receiving a gasp for her efforts. She smiled to herself and continued to tease at his nipples the way he was still teasing at hers.

Tarrant pulled away and sat up, looking down at her.

She leaned up, wondering what was wrong, and then noticed him shifting uncomfortably. She blushed and looked at him. "Tarrant?"

"Just... one moment my dear..." He slid off the bed and kicked off his shoes before reaching to undo his pants. Once unbuttoned, he slid them off as well as his undergarments, leaving him exposed. He frowned. "Once again this is unfair, you're wearing much more than I am..." He reached over and grabbed at where he had pushed down the fabric of her clothes, he proceeded to pull it down entirely, exposing her knickers. He chuckled, noticing a wet spot had formed in the center. "My, you're quite... moist somewhere Alice."

She flushed again. "Tarrant..."

"Don't worry I'll take care of that." He reached and tugged them off as well. "There now we're even!" He laughed, and then climbed into bed with her again, hovering over her and in between her legs. "Now... where was I?"

"Right about here..." She whispered as she wiggled again to get comfortable.

"Ah yes, thank you my dear." He smiled and leaned down to capture her lips again, kissing her passionately and deeply.

She moaned into the kiss and grabbed at his hair, his warmth was so close to her and made her ache more. Alice would loose her precious virginity right now to her beloved Hatter, she felt so much joy that she feared her chest would burst from it.

He moaned softly into her mouth before pulling away, he peered down at her, memorizing her face, committing it to memory to the best of his ability. "Alice... my Alice." He mumbled softly, his calloused hands touching as gently as they could, fearing that she would turn to dust, another dream, one he'd never be able to experience truly. His eyes swirled yellow as he thought on it.

Alice noticed this and reached up to cup his face in her hands. "Tarrant?"

"Mm?" He snapped out of it and looked at her, his eyes swirling back to a bright green. "What is it Alice?"

"I'm right here..." She whispered. "I'm not leaving you again. I promise." To further prove her point, Alice wrapped her legs around him and pressed her moist center against his hot length, a blush permanently plastered to her cheeks.

He looked down at her in surprise. "A...Alice." He moaned out softly.

"What are you waiting for?" She purred at him which surprised them both. She gave him a sweet look and a blush, trying to coax him into taking her.

Tarrant just stayed there for awhile, mesmerized by her look. What a minx indeed! He slid his length against her wet slit, allowing her liquids to coat over him for better lubrication. The whole time he watched her, he felt his hot throbbing shaft ready to burst. Alice was all his and she was staying forever and ever, nothing could ever make him happier then to remain with his sole reason for being always.

Alice peered up at him through her eyelashes, looking as alluring as she possibly could.

Tarrant could not wait any longer. He allowed his shaft to slip between the lips of her entrance, pushing the tip in slowly, agonizingly so, as he reached for Alice's thighs and lifted them, pulling them further apart to allow better access.

Alice let out a heated moan, her peaks hardening with excitement, wanting his attention as well.

He noticed this and nodded to himself, they would get attention, as soon as he was fully seated inside of her. And so, he continued to enter her, pushing in slowly, feeling her hot walls caress his hard thick shaft. It sent shivers of delight up and down his spine. "Alice... your hot place is giving me such a tight hug of welcome..." He whispered against her thigh, which by this point he had brought to his shoulder to give him better leverage.

Alice groaned at that, him saying such things had caused her to shiver in a way that made her want more.

Tarrant reached her virginal wall and felt all the more pleased that she was truly going to be all his. He poked and prodded as gently at he could, pushing past the wall with a moan.

She squeaked, clamping down hard on him as she felt the sting of her maiden head breaking.

He groaned and slid in until he was fully sheathed. He waited for her approval.

She gave him a nod, shifting to get comfortable against him again.

He slid himself out of her and sheathed himself again slowly, getting as deep as possible. He shuddered, feeling the sensations running up and down his spine. He moaned out softly, continuing to thrust in and out of her at a slow pace.

Alice let out a squeak, the heat of their bodies rising, sweat dewed on their skin as she reached out for him. Her fingers entangled themselves in his mess of orange, getting a firm grip in it.

He groaned and felt her tug gently at his hair; it was driving him absolutely wild! Unable to take the slowness of their motions, he gave a deep thrust inside of her as he leaned in and licked at her bare neck. He rested her leg on his shoulder and leaned in a bit, angling himself. At the new angle his thrusts came in hard and deep against a soft spot deep inside. Her cries told him he was doing a good job. He smiled to her when her peaks came to his attention. He became so mesmerized by their bouncing that he just had to lean in and lick one.

She gasped in surprise, removing her hands from his hair and gripping at his shoulders. She dug her nails slightly; her moans came in heated gasps as she pushed against him, rocking her hips to compliment his thrusts.

Tarrant moaned her name to the ceiling, before capturing her nipple in his mouth. He swirled his tongue around it, suckling on her breast gingerly. One hand held him up, while the other reached to grab at her breast. He gave it a hearty squeeze.

Alice stared at him, enjoying every second that he was inside her. She had no idea that this could feel that good. Had she known she would have gone and given herself to him so much sooner!

"Alice, my dear.... sweet Alice... all mine... and only... for me." He panted his lips ghosted across her breast. He knew full well that he would not be able to contain himself for much longer. He let go of the breast he was periodically squeezing and brought his hand down to her slit. He stared at her with deep emerald green eyes as he licked at his lips, his fingers found her bundle of nerves and he started to rub at it, moaning as he felt her tighten around his shaft.

She arched into the sensation, her whole body feeling as if it were aflame. She cried out loudly, it was just too much, too much of him and too much of this. She clamped down hard on him, receiving a groan in response, and released her liquids against his thrusting, giving him far more lubrication.

Tarrant stared down at her, thrusting as hard as he could before releasing deep inside of her. He continued to thrust, slowing down as he came off his high, it felt as though everything had exploded into oblivion and it felt so good to get it all out... and into her. He rested his head against her chest as he let her leg down finally.

"I'm... sorry Tarrant." She said between pants.

"For?"

"I've lost myself, I couldn't possibly contain myself"

He chuckled and nodded. "Oh yes... but I do believe I've lost a lot of things myself over these years it seems, but at least they come back to me... hopefully."

She looked up to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Mm... do you think your marbles will ever come back?" She asked jokingly.

He shook his head. "Oh silly Alice, I brought my marbles with me, I found them in a trunk, but I'm not quite sure what to do with them now..."

She couldn't help but giggle at him.

"Hmm you find that funny?"

"A bit, seeing as I was referring to your sanity."

He smirked and laid her fully on her back. "Oh are you saying I'm insane and that maybe I would do some insanely things?"

"Well they do call you the mad hatter."

"Oh I'm mad alright, I'm mad about you Alice." He attacked her, biting playfully at her neck.

She moaned in response and fidgeted under him. "If you keep this up we very well might do this again."

"Are you complaining?" He asked from his spot against her neck.

"Not particularly... actually I probably would enjoy doing it several more times... of course only if it's with you."

He smiled at that and snuggled up to her, taking in that rich scent that was purely of Alice and only his Alice. He closed his eyes and he memorized the scent, committing it to memory.

Alice was doing the same for him, beginning to feel incredibly tired, yet relaxed and at ease.

"Sleep my Alice, I will be here beside you... always." He whispered against her ear as she began to fully drift away into dream land. "I love you... my Alice."

And in her sleep, she smiled and uttered those words back to him. "I love you... my Tarrant."

AN: Sorry it took so long to get out. Next chapter coming hopefully soon. :D thanks guys for all the hits and views so far.