Magnificently Mad

Heavens Evangel

Rated: M

Pairing: Alice x Hatter/Tarrant, Mirana/OC

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

The much awaited 12th chapter! Sorry it took so long to get this out. I've been busy and in between writing this and another fan fiction I started for Hetalia, and stuff for school .;. Also even on break I couldn't bring myself to write any more. I lost complete and total inspiration /frown. Don't worry I'm sure I'll find some inspiration soon. This will get smutty, so fair warning. It feels like it's dragging on to me, so after this chapter I'm going to do a bit of a time skip for the sake of my sanity and the plot. I feel if I start writing every single detail and don't leave anything to the imagination of the reader it will get dry quicker than an oven roasted turkey that's been left in the heat for so long. Hahaha…. anyway I hope you enjoy this chapter, more Mirana/Blake in this one. (Not sure anyone really reads these things. I know I tend not to XD)

Alice closed her eyes, feeling herself be lulled to sleep by the sound of his heart and the movement of his breathing. "I love you Tarrant."

"And I you my love." He continued to caress her, peaking down at her to see her fast asleep. He smiled and kissed her forehead, closing his own eyes to rest.

Blake walked down the halls looking happy, until he ended up making a wrong turn and going right back the way he came, and right back to hatter's room. His face was full of shock by the noises that came from inside, his eyes would bulge from the sockets if they could and maybe roll around the ground. Alice and… I do believe I'm going to be sick! I never wanted to hear those noises come out of her mouth… EVER. He ran off to get away from it.

Chapter 12: Match Making Game 2

Blake paced his room, his mind wandering off to the sounds he heard. He would need some serious consoling if he couldn't get over it. As he thought and thought and replayed the noises his mind became devious and instead of hearing his faux sister's moans, he began to imagine them to be Mirana's. He sat on his bed; the arousal became evident as it pressed against his pants. He heaved a sigh and lay back on the bed, staring at the pure white ceiling. He remembered how it felt to be near her and imagined how it might feel to get to touch her pure skin; he shuddered at the thought and tried in vain to shake it off. He hadn't heard the door open, or noticed the fluffy white hair that slowly moved in, revealing the face of Mirana, sheepishly peeking in at him.

What am I doing? Coming here to his room for no reason? Well I have a reason but… She frowned at herself, and then looked over to him, slowly sneaking into the room. She closed the door silently and stood there, watching her from her spot there.

He had his eyes closed now, his body spread out on the large bed. I'm a dirty man for thinking such things about her. She would greatly dislike me if she knew that I thought of her in that way. He remembered how they flirted and a smile came to his lips.

As he walked on, he found a dainty white lace glove handing from a rose stem. His face colored. When she said clues I didn't imagine she'd leave these kinds of things... He took the glove, taking note of how it was positioned and followed it. He made turns and twists and made sure that he didn't accidently double back. Blake soon found the other glove and lifted it up, now holding both he began to imagine just how soft Mirana's bare hands might feel. His face colored and he walked on.

Mirana had also been thinking about that day and she smiled to herself before one thought finally made itself known to her, she had to, by any means necessary, make Blake understand her new feelings. She needed to make sense of them and see if he was starting to feel the same. She breathed in deeply before making a move to step forward, but before she could, someone knocked on the door and she quickly hid out of sight.

Blake sat up. "Yes?" He turned to the door, his arousal had finally been willed away thankfully by the sound of the door. He turned towards it as it opened to see Nivens. "Oh hello Nivens, what brings you here?"

The nervous white rabbit slowly walked into the room, he looked around for a bit before speaking up. "Ah yes, Sir Blake, I was wondering if you'd like to take a walk around the grounds with me?"

Blake cocked his head to the side. A walk with me; well that's new I wonder what he's up to. "Yes sure, why not." He stood up and walked over to him. "Where will we go?"

"Oh here and there." He said albeit reluctantly, he was damning Chess for suggesting this. He could have sworn he saw the Queen walking this way. He peeked around the room but saw no sign of her, although the closet door was a little cracked open. He shook it off and led Blake out of the room.

Once they were gone Mirana sighed. Ah what is this? Is my kingdom conspiring against me?

Blake looked down at him. "What's really going on Nivens?"

"Well..." He was reluctant, but knew he would have to come up with something. "The Queen's birthday is soon and we needed some help setting up. It's a surprise you see."

"Oh- oh I see." He smiled a little, completely buying the reason. "What is it I can possibly help with?"

"Well we're desperately trying to keep the Queen away from where the surprise party will be, and we need someone to distract her."

"So you intend to use me to distract her?"

"Exactly."

"Ah well, count on me then. For how long shall I distract her?"

"Mally will give you a signal when you can lead her back to the palace."

"So wait for the dormouse?"

"Yes, have her take you anywhere, but do not allow her into this room." He pointed to the room in question. "Keep her outside for as long as you possibly can, but don't be suspicious about it."

Blake nodded. "Alright, I think I know where to take her…" His mind wandered back to that maze and a smile crossed his lips. "So shall I be distracting her today then?"

Nivens nodded and shooed him off. "Go find her, convince her to take you somewhere."

He nodded. "Alright…" He shrugged and went off, walking off to find her.

Mirana had left his room, but had lost sight of him. She sighed. I wonder where they could have gone. That Nivens is being quite suspicious… I wonder what he's up to. She sighed once more and started to walk down the hall, opposite of the direction the two had gone. She frowned to herself as she thought about what the two could have gone off to talk about.

Alice was in the meeting room when Nivens popped in; she was beside Tarrant, holding his hand while discussing the plan with the others. She looked up, her blond hair in messy yet bouncy curls around her heart shaped face, absolutely glowing with happiness. "Oh Nivens there you are."

He smiled nervously as he hopped to a seat and settled down. "It was easier than I expected, but I could have sworn I saw Mirana enter his room just moments before I had, there was no sign of her at all when I went into the room."

Chess smirked widely. "Is that so? Then I think she may have been there after all. If that's true then she may already suspect that we, or at least you, are up to something. And if he's as smart as Alice says he is, he might suspect something as well."

He gave a nervous look as he sank down to his seat. "Oh dear. H…he did seem a bit suspicious while walking with me, so I told him that story you told me to tell…"

"Did he buy it?"

"Seemed so." He said with a sigh as he ran a paw over his ears, smoothing them back.

Alice giggled a bit with delight, this really was fun. There was so much danger of getting caught involved that she was indeed quite excited.

Tarrant noticed her excitement and grinned a bit, he leaned over the arm of the chair and to her ear where he allowed his lips to ghost the cool pale skin before whispering, "Alice dear, I do believe I have thoroughly rubbed off on you."

She smiled more and looked at him. "You have indeed my strange yet oddly wonderful Hatter."

Mally rolled her eyes and clicked her needle sword against a tea cup to get their attention.

Chess couldn't help but smirk at the two of them. "Tarrant, I suggest you leave sweet nothings for a time more suitable then this."

"Yes, you're right, terribly sorry; perhaps we should leave loving glances for the bedroom then."

Alice's face turned cherry as she nudged him with her elbow, making him chuckle deeply at her reaction.

Blake had finally found Mirana and smiled. "Mirana, there you are, I've been looking all over the place for you."

"You have?" She asked as she turned fluidly to him, before allowing a smile to grace her lips of dark rouge.

He couldn't help gazing at her before shaking it off. "Ah yes, I have. I was wondering if maybe you'd… like to have a picnic in the maze today."

"A picnic?" She asked with curiousness, cocking her head to the side, "I would indeed enjoy that very much." She smiled more as he offered her his arm.

"Shall we go to the kitchen and prepare something to bring with us then? It wouldn't be much of a picnic without food now would it?"

She laughed a little, taking his arm. "No it wouldn't."

It was much later when Mirana and Blake left the castle and headed to the maze, she had completely forgotten to ask him what he and Nivens had been talking about, far too excited to have a quiet picnic alone with him, in the maze no less. Mirana's heart beat quickly in her chest, being so close to him and being alone was maddening.

Blake himself was having a hard time keeping his own emotions in check as he led her to the center of the maze. Once they reached the center he placed the basket on the bench and rolled out the blanket in the grass, he helped her to sit down on the blanket before sitting as well and opening up the basket. He glanced at Mirana every now and again, feeling his heart pound harder in his chest, so hard he could hear it in his ears, but he had to be a man, face up to what he was feeling.

Mirana noticed him looking at her and couldn't help but smirk, there was no use in him hiding what he felt, and he was terrible at it. Blake completely wore his heart on his sleeve and she could tell she was doing wonders in making him completely nervous. "Blake?"

"Ah y-yes Mirana?" His voice cracked comically, causing him to curse himself under his breath for stuttering.

She blushed a bit as she moved just a tad bit closer to him. "What do… do you feel about me?" She asked softly, with a sudden shyness.

"W-w…what do I… feel?" He gulped and began to fidget, he really didn't know how to express himself to her, he was thoroughly afraid of her rejection.

"Yes, what do you feel?" She gently placed a hand over his, trying to reassure him. "I won't be angry if that's what you're nervous about."

"That's not what I'm nervous about Mirana." He said with a frown.

"Then what is it?"

"Ah… the… the rejection…" He said truthfully, his voice barely a whisper.

But Mirana had heard him and gave him a warm smile. "I assure you, you do not have to fear that."

He looked up at her with a tinge of pink beginning to form on his cheeks. "I…" He took a deep breath before finally continuing. "I like you, I enjoy being with you. I've never enjoyed the company of a woman so much before and it's strange to me." He told her in truth. He had never before wanted to be with a woman, none had ever interested him in his whole entire life. How strange he would have to find a woman of interest in such a strange and wonderful place like Underland. Perhaps this was also the same for Alice he mused to himself as he turned his attention to the white and soft white patterned blanket under them.

Mirana watched him intently, taking in every movement he made, how shy he was yet how much truth he was able to speak with such confidence, she knew deep in her heart that she liked him whole heartedly, nothing could ever change her mind on it. She liked and enjoyed him just as much has he liked and enjoyed her. "I return those feelings Blake."

He looked up at her, surprised. "You do?"

"Yes, fully." She smiled softly at him, she could be herself with him, there were so few people she could be herself with, and the darkness in her told her to take advantage of this moment, to assert her authority, while the light side of her told her that she must take her time. Unfortunately, her heart and the dark mischievous side of her won out the argument as she made her way closer to him, crawling on the blanket to him.

He stared at her as she got closer; surprised that she was being the bold one here. He felt her hand on rest on his thigh as she moved to him, a smile full of mischievousness wide on her lips. "M…Mirana…" He breathed out softly as her face inched closer to his, her weight was placed on him fully, forcing him to fall back onto the blanket and allowing Mirana to crawl entirely on him. He reached up and tangled his fingers in the ends of her hair.

Mirana peered down at him before lying against him, pressing her lush body against his. She breathed heavily as she leaned in and kissed him softly.

His eyes widened in surprise before slowly closing and allowing her to kiss him, he ran his hand gently against her face as he returned the kiss.

Mirana pulled away with a blush tingeing her cheeks; she felt Blake's hands rest on her shoulders before moving down her arms as they looked at each other. Mirana was shocked at herself, and she was sure Blake was pretty shocked too. But right now, there were things that she wanted, had always wanted but never asked for, and now the dark part of her was telling her to just take those things, and to take them with Blake. And that was exactly what she was going to do. She slowly brought herself up to a sitting position on his lap. She watched him carefully as she slowly pulled off her gloves and placed her bare hands against his, moving his hands to her hips, she rocked herself slowly against him to tease him and herself. She smiled at the soft moan she was rewarded with as she then leaned down and kissed his lips again. She lifted herself up and slid a hand between them, her fingers found the button to his pants and she swiftly undid them. She reached in with her soft, warm hands and slid them into his underwear. She blushed at the hot mass of flesh she found as she slowly slid it out and rested it between them. She reached and lifted her skirts so that her soft white underwear would be pressed against his member.

Blake gasped out and closed his eyes, gripping her hips in reaction. He could feel her warmth against his and the feeling was wonderful. He had to do something back, she was being so mischievous. Was this the real Mirana that was just dying to get out? He watched as she began to rock slowly against him as he wished it were bare flesh against bare flesh. He sighed in pleasure and rocked against her, feeling his member slide against the satin-like fabric. His hands slowly slid up from her hips and touched her breasts as gently as possible. "Mirana…"

"Yes Blake?" She blushed as she looked down at him with lidded eyes full of want; the rosy red of her cheeks a bright contrast against her pale white skin.

"I didn't know you had this in you…" He was still in shock but the need for pleasure out weighed that. Just being near her had sexually frustrated him, and now here she was in his lap as he had dreamed it, he would take full advantage of this. He sat up and pulled her close for a kiss, his lips grazed hers in a teasing manner.

Her lips parted in response, her hands slid up and down his shoulders before reaching to undo his jacket and waist coat. She managed to get them off him before going for his shirt, opening the first few buttons before he stopped her. She looked at him with confusion.

Blake smiled softly at her, before managing to roll them both over, placing her on the blanket with him hovering over her soft body. He ran a hand down her and in between her legs, a flustered look on his face as he touched her soft spot.

She squeaked with surprise as she leaned up to watch his movements.

He looked at her before he slowly leaned back and slid the fabric covering her womanhood down her legs and tossing them unceremoniously aside. He blushed again as he peeked up to her. "Mirana… are you sure you want to be doing this sort of thing with me? I'm not a prince or a knight or anything for that matter, just a normal person."

"Is that wrong to be attracted to just a normal person? I like that you're normal. You're the most normal thing I have in my life and I adore you absolutely for it." She reached with her soft hands and placed them on his cheeks, a bright smile on her face. "It does not matter to me that you have no title, the only that matters to me is that you're a kind person with a strong and valiant heart. Your intentions are good and I love you for it."

He smiled and kissed her, caressing her cheek as his fingers gently slid against her wet center. He smirked at the gasp she let out of her soft sweet mouth. He slid the fingers against her soft slit before allowing his fingers to dive in, rubbing inside and finding the nub. He began to work it between his fingers; his lips found their way to her neck and began to gently kiss there.

She gasped and let out a soft moan, her body aching for him, enjoying the feel of his warm fingers against her equally warm womanhood. She had never been touched before in this way and she was glad she had waited for him to be the one to touch her in this way. Mirana peeked at him with half lidded eyes, watched the way he moved over her, relished in the gentleness of his caresses to her most sensitive of areas. She wondered briefly if Alice had felt these same sensations with Tarrant. She flushed, she should not be thinking about the two of them while Blake was touching her so lovingly. She enjoyed the time he was taking with her, but she wanted him to do so much more, he was going so slow and the teasing was starting to make her slightly impatient. She huffed a bit at him. "Blake, you need not be so cautious with me…"

He looked up at her suddenly. "Do you really want me to rush this?"

"Well… no but… I want you to do more than just touch me…"

He slipped a finger inside the hot wet cavern of her womanhood and looked at her. "Is this good?"

She eeped softly at the strangeness of it, it was so much larger then one of her own fingers. "P…Please… more."

He flushed and laid her on her back. He brought her legs up and rested one on his shoulder as he began to pump his finger in and out of her, wiggling it inside before adding a second. He was rewarded with a moan and it caused him great joy to know he was pleasing his Queen. He smiled a bit and leaned down to her a little, making her leg press against her. "Are you mine, Mirana?"

"Y…yes!" She moaned out and gripped at the blanket under her. "Oh please… Blake… more… please." She begged, the liquids escaping her folds.

He kissed her lips and pumped his fingers quicker in her, loving the way she wiggled and squirmed. "And I'm yours." He whispered in her ear as he thrust his fingers in and out.

Mirana had terrible stamina as she released around his fingers, writhing in pleasure.

He slowly moved his fingers to a halt, looking down at her. "Mirana…"

"Yes… Blake?" She asked as she slowly leaned up to look at him. She looked him over and saw he was more than ready to take her in the way she really wanted. She bit her bottom lip and made a quick decision. Mirana pushed Blake back down and climbed on him, positioning him at her entrance. She slowly moved the tip against her slit and flushed at the feel of it. Later she knew she would be beside herself at how naughty she had been with him, but now, she was more focused on pleasing them both, releasing the tension that had welled up in them since they had met. She allowed herself to sink down on him, writhing at the pleasure; a shudder ran pleasantly up and down her spine as she slowly got him to break the wall of her maidenhood and bottomed him in her.

Blake shuddered, looking up at her in surprise. He had expected her to take her time with that. Blake had made an attempt to change positions, but Mirana had him fully pinned down to the blanket below him. There was no way she would allow him to move, now that she had him where she wanted him. She would not allow him to take dominance over her, not for their first time together, she would most definitely show that she was not as meek, kind and gentle as she showed herself to be to others, but a force of carnal desire to be reckoned with, and Blake would be her first and only victim to feel the force that was hidden in the White Queen.

Mirana leaned in and kissed him deeply as she shifted to get comfortable with the object inside her. She licked her lips softly and looked at him, running her hands down his chest before moving her hips in a gentle rocking motion, getting used to the feel of him inside of her as his manhood glided inside the wet cavern. She gasped feeling the tip of him poking at the very core of her, the womb that was more than ready to be filled and carrying new life. She smiled to herself at the thought before beginning to bounce up and down on his shaft, delighted at how much pleasure his grunts and moans expressed.

Blake was more than willing to fill the beautiful queen with his seed, but he would hold it, he wanted to savor making love to her, or rather her taking advantage of him as Queen of Underland. He chuckled to himself and managed to bring his hands up, grazing them against her hips, loving how easily she molded to him. It was not real wonder to him that he would only find his perfect match in such a strange world. This was his, she was his, and nothing in either Underland or Aboveland would or could change that. Blake could feel his heart pounding in his chest, could hear it thundering in his ears like wild horses running freely. He thrust upward and smirked at the gasp he received before doing it again, enjoying every single noise he managed to get out of her.

Mirana, still fresh from release, could feel Blake throbbing deeply in her, could feel him holding it back to let the moment linger longer between them, but she knew that neither could last very long. Besides, there would be plenty of time to do more much later. She smiled a bit as she leaned in and kissed him, her insides finally clamping down on him, massaging the many inches of length that was buried deep in her. She was coaxing him, and she was winning. With one last thrust and a loud grunt, Blake released every ounce of his seed that he had been holding back for what felt like forever. Blake was still new to the pleasures of making love to a woman, so thus had terrible stamina, but it was alright with Mirana, this was her first time as well, and her own stamina was nowhere near his. She was surprised that she had lasted until his release. She rocked her hips heavily into him riding out the waves of pleasure that began to wash over her at the feel of the hot gush in her, she sex dripping all over him with their combined liquids. She finally collapsed onto him, pressing her lips to his neck before giving it a gentle nip.

He reached and ran his hands through her hair, a smile on his lips as he looked over her, enjoying the feel of her in his arms. His finger found the patch of black and toyed with it softly in his fingers.

She leaned up a little and looked down at him. "Blake… know now that I have never in my life been possessive of anything, but now with you here I feel as though I would never be able to let you go. And after this I feel that you are now more mine than I could have ever fathomed."

He gave her a smile. "Even if I could return home I would not, I wouldn't be able to bring myself to leave you now. I felt it before and I accepted being stuck here, as long as I was with you."

She felt her heart explode with emotion as she rested against him again, snuggling into the warmth only he could provide her. Is this how Alice feels with Tarrant? So helplessly in love and devoted to this one person? I should consider myself lucky then, even if I have my suspicions on why he was brought here. She looked up at him briefly before burying her face into his chest again, taking in his scent as his hand rested on her head, playing with her hair.

It was about an hour later before Mally found them, sitting on the blanket and eating their picnic food as if nothing had ever happened between them, Mally did no good in hiding her disappointment, she could have sworn she smelled the scent of sex in the air, but there they were, just sitting there on the blanket, eating sandwiches and talking comfortably. She wondered if Chess' plan had backfired as she frowned deeply. Damn no good cat! Moving closer so she can tell them that they were needed, she noted a small mark on his neck, the seal of the White Queen. Her tiny heart began to flutter with excitement. She marked him! Oh happy day! She ran to them, pretending not to have seen it. "Your majesty!"

Mirana looked over. "Oh Mally, what is it?"

"You're needed in the conference hall, please come immediately!" She then ran off ahead before either could ask why, but Blake had a feeling.

It was minutes later when they arrived back at the palace, Blake was all smiles, but Mirana had seriousness in place, even if her insides were as bubbly as the best champagne in the entire world. When they entered the conference hall the lights were out. "Mm why is it so dark?"

The lights suddenly cut on, and all of her closest friends on the court and subjects yelled out, "Surprise!"

She jumped up and latched onto Blake's arm having been caught off guard. She looked up, hearing him laugh deeply.

"Happy Birthday Mirana." He whispered and kissed her cheek, giving her a smile.

Mirana had completely forgot that it was her birthday, but now thinking back on it she felt as though that today, she had gotten the best present she ever could have. She stood straight and grabbed a hold of his cheeks, tugging him down to her and pulled him into a shameless kiss, unafraid of what her court members would say about her actions. She could hear some people gasp and others whoop while some groaned in disappointment at having lost to some foreigner, but the most surprising reaction she received was from a group of friends that she had become very close to, an exasperated and happy sounding collective "Finally!"

Blake pulled away and smiled at her before reaching and caressing her cheek.

Yes, this was indeed the best birthday she had ever had.

This is the worst birthday EVER! There was something silent, looming over by the window, staring at the festivities inside, jealousy, rage rolled into one, boiling festering, waiting…always waiting, with a tiny sad lisping voice asking. Why not me?

Yay the end of the chapter. I hope you enjoyed it. So sorry for the delay! really really really really really. Thank you for everyone who's been patiently waiting. I wuv you all, no really I do. Next chapter… I have no idea when it'll come out, but it will definitely have more drama involved in the plot :D

Hugs and kisses!

Heavens Evangel