4. Testing Some Limits
The Mad Hatter hurried Alice back to the house and up the stairs, down the hall, and to another flight of stairs. When the reached the top of that stair case, she found herself in what she would have thought to be a clothing store.
"What is all of this?" She gaped.
"Your closet." He teased, leading her to a back corner that was obviously his work station. "I wanted you to try on some stuff before I did the finishing touches, remember?"
"Yes, but. . .wow." Alice managed to say, sounding oh-so-intelligent.
He smiled at her, and turned her away from him, unlacing her corset before she had time to protest. It fell from her body and she quickly brought her hands up to cover her breasts. She stood with her back to him, clad only in fishnet hose and underwear.
She glanced down at her underwear and flushed a deeper red, discovering it was see through.
"I don't feel comfortable." She told him, near tears in embarrassment. She had never been naked anywhere near a man before. Unless you count a naked baby being held up by a doctor in the hospital.
The Mad Hatter turned her around and cupped her face.
"Relax." He murmured, his eyes darkening again. They were near black, and that frightened her more than the naked with man prospect.
"Your eyes are black." She whispered.
He grinned at her and said, "Astute of you. They change colors, yes. Something you wished of me. 'I can't tell what kind of moods you are in. I wish I could read everything in your eyes.' Ta-da! My eyes change color with emotion. Seems that you have forgotten the color codes though."
Alice stared up at him, heat still flaming her.
"I've seen you naked before Alice. And we're just trying on some clothing. I can keep this professional with you, relax. I won't touch you in anyway you don't like, unless you ask me too." His voice got slightly deeper, but true to his word, he hadn't touched her.
"Okay," Alice breathed out. "I can do this."
The Mad Hatter nodded, then grinned. "You have to drop your arms honey."
Alice felt the little heat that left her face return, ten fold.
She did as he said though, and forced her arms to her side.
Quick as lightning, the Mad Hatter spun away and grabbed and dress. It was a beautiful long crimson gown that flared at the knees. He helped her step into it and quickly laced up the corset back comfortably.
When he was done, he walked around her, admiring it on her.
"It looks beautiful on you." He said, smoothing the fabric over her hips quickly. "This is for special occasions, because it occurred to me I hadn't made you anything of the sort. Do you like it?"
"It's beautiful." Alice said in awe, as she gazed into a wall length mirror. She spun around quickly, laughing.
The Mad Hatter nodded and told her to hold still so he could unlace it.
The next item he pulled out was a little. . .revealing.
"Is it suppose to be like that?" Alice asked, heat flooding her face yet again.
The Mad Hatter gazed at her levelly and said, "Yes."
"I can't put that on. I'm okay with being naked to try this stuff on, but I don't think I want to wear an outfit that shoes off most of my front!" She protested.
"We can try this again at a later point, you requested it. It was something for the bedroom anyways." He said, putting it away, and ignoring her shocked expression.
Alice watched as he walked about, looking for the next garment for her to try on. Her eyes gazed to the corner were she seen something hiding behind a changing screen. She glared at his back, since she doubted he would have let her change behind it if she had noticed it earlier. Quietly, she slipped over to it and gaped at the gown behind it. It was a wedding gown.
"It's not finished." He told her, stepping up behind her and wrapping his arms around her. He bent down and rested his head on her shoulder, gazing at the dress with her. "The day you try that on, we marry."
His lips brushed against her shoulder, causing chills to go down her spine. He straightened up and turned her to face him.
"I think the rest can be saved for later. Maybe you should take a nap. . .I don't think I can keep my promise to you if I see you standing there much longer. I must admit, I was selfish. I obviously could have let you pulled on the garments yourself, and just help you lace up, but you used to always just stand there, naked, and let me do as I please. We've made love in this room so many times Alice. And its killing me keeping my hands off of you."
Alice averted her gaze toward the floor and found that to be a mistake. She could see his obvious erection.
Her mouth dropped at the size of the bulge.
"Don't do that." He moaned, his eyes closing.
"I'm sorry." She whispered and ran past him, down the stairs, and into the bedroom she had first woke up in. She looked around and seen one of his shirts folded neatly in a chair.
She picked it up, making sure it didn't have blood on it, as she half expected, and pulled it on. She crawled under the blankets and huddled there.
A man had never so blatantly wanted her. He had to be in some kind of pain, by the look on his face when he had asked her not to stare. But he hadn't forced himself on her, hadn't asked her to do anything for him, and all his touches were tender and soft.
Alice sighed and stared at the doorway.
Should she go. . .What could she do for him anyways? She. . .She didn't love him, but she always thought that the person she gave her virginity to would be the man she loved. Had Mirror Alice felt the same and thought the same thing? Is that why she gave it up to the Mad Hatter? They had truly been in love?
Alice slipped from the bed again and quietly made her way upstairs.
The Mad Hatter was turned away from her, but in the mirror, she could see everything.
He was stroking himself, his eyes closed and head back.
"Alice." He moaned her name softly, quickening the pace.
Alice started to back away, leaving him to what he was doing, but she knocked over a hat stand. She tried to catch it but it crashed to the floor.
The Mad Hatter turned around, and at seeing her, looked guilty, ashamed that she had caught him in that manner.
"I'm sorry." He whispered, trying to right himself.
"I. . .Is there anything I can do to help?" She whispered so softly, she knew he barely heard it, if he heard her at all.
His movement stilled as he lifted his gaze to hers.
"Please don't tease me Alice." He told her softly, his eyes begging. "Don't do that."
"I'm not trying to tease. I don't want to. . .to exactly have sex. I don't think I'm ready for that. But surely I can help you in some way." She tried to explain.
The Mad Hatter approached her and took her gently by the hand. He lead her to a small love seat that was tucked beside the dressing screen and full length mirror. He sank into it and pulled her down gently beside him.
"Do you really want to help?" He asked, his eyes turning blacker by the second.
Alice nodded before she lost her nerve.
He freed himself from his pants and took her small hand in his own.
"Just, stroke it." He murmured, wrapping her hand around it, with his own hand clasped about hers. He showed her what he liked.
After a few moments, he released his own hand and let her do it on her own.
He had his head thrown back, resting against the back of the loveseat while he made low sounds in his throat.
Alice didn't know why, but doing this excited her. The Mad Hatter, the most feared person in the Wonderland, was moaning because she was touching him.
She stared in wonder at the part of him she was holding, and thought about all she had heard the girls talk about in school. She bit her lip and wondered if she could do it. . .Give him a blow job?
A pearly white drop glistened at the head of his cock, and before she could even think twice, she bent her head and licked it off.
He gave a loud moaned and bucked up toward her mouth, enjoying just that one small movement.
She swallowed that little drop, surprised at the saltiness. Still, it wasn't bad.
She gave a soft lick again, and his hand came up and threaded itself through her hair, and pulled her back. His eyes were half lidded as he stared into hers, and then he kissed her.
Alice had been kissed before, but this was something entirely new to her. His tongue swept into her mouth and explored every inch of it.
Her head was spinning when he pulled back, placing light kisses around her mouth.
In shock, she realized her hand was coated in the same sticky white fluid she had licked from his tip earlier.
"Sorry." He murmured, pulling a towel from nowhere and began to wipe her hand off.
Alice bit her lip, a little put out it was all over.
After he had wiped himself off and righted his clothes, he pulled her to his chest and laid down in the loveseat, his long legs hanging off the end.
"Thank you Alice." He murmured, nuzzling into her hair. "That was amazing."
"I doubt that." Alice murmured, remembering his talk about how he had made love to Mirror Alice in the room. Surely Mirror Alice knew a lot more than she did when it came to sex.
"May I pleasure you back?"
Alice looked at him in shock. "What?"
"I would like to taste you too. So may I pleasure you back?" He asked again.
Alice felt like a deer caught in someone's headlights at that moment, so the Mad Hatter gently sat up, and removed his shirt from her, leaving her back in her underwear and fishnet.
"I've never seen you in my clothing before." He told her, kissing the side of her neck, and happily hearing her sigh. "I find it unbearably sexy."
He ran his finger along elastic of her underwear slowly. "Do you trust me?"
Alice nodded her head slowly, sighing as he continued kissing her.
Slowly, he made his way down, giving some attention to her breasts, most quickly making his way down below.
He was kneeling on the floor now, starring up at her.
Slowly, he pulled her underwear and hose from her body, his eyes on hers the entire time.
Once he had the garments off, he ran his finger along her folds gently.
Alice about jumped out of her skin.
"So beautiful." He told her, before putting his mouth on her. With one slow long lick, he had her crying out.
He continued his ministrations until she felt something building up.
She began to try and push away, not knowing what was going on with her body.
He put his hands on her hips and pulled away only slightly. "Relax Alice. What you're feeling is normal. Let it happen."
He put his mouth back on her.
A few moments later, she cried out his name as it felt like her body her been shattered apart, and then put back together.
He continued to tease her until her orgasm was over.
He pulled away, licking his lips, his eyes smoldering down at her.
"Delicious." He murmured, leaning up and kissing her. "You taste like heaven."
Alice blushed, embarrassed, and aroused to be in that position with him.
* * *
Alice was soaking in the tub when she heard from above her, "You are just glowing with after sex."
Alice barely contained her scream when she seen the Cheshire Cat leaning over her.
He sniffed the air softly, "Or should I say, after oral sex since you guys didn't do the real dirty deed?"
"How did you get in here?" Alice hissed at him, drawing her legs up and crossing her arms over her chest. She glared at him, not happy with him being in the bathroom with her at all.
"You should know that all creatures in Wonderland are magical. Appearing and disappearing at will are just one of my many talents. Most others I reserve for. . .others." The Cheshire Cat said, dropping his voice an octave.
"I'm going to take a normal approach on this and go, 'Gee, he must be talented in bed!' But with those claws, I know that your other talents are probably killing." Alice said, dryly.
The Cheshire Cat put a clawed hand over his heart and gasped, "Alice, I'm hurt you think such a horrible thing of me! But alas, it is the truth. I'm still an animal in bed though."
"Your half animal, to put it bluntly. Doesn't anyone else look at you and think sleeping with you would be to much like bestiality?" Alice asked, somewhat hoping the Mad Hatter would hear her talking to someone, storm in, and kick the Cheshire Cat's tail out the door. Or chase him with a broom. Whatever worked.
"Now that's just nasty. I have you know, I may have a tail, ears, claws, and fangs like a cat, but I am one hundred percent human male down below!" He claimed, swiveling his hips for fun.
Alice snorted and tried to reach for a towel, but he grabbed it and held it out of her reach.
"Give that here!" Alice demanded.
"Oh, come on. Free peep show?" The Cheshire Cat teased, flashing his little fangs.
"Alice, is everything okay?" The Mad Hatter said from the other side of the door.
Alice got a slow and evil grin on her face.
"There's a pervert!" Alice cried out before the Cheshire Cat could cover her mouth.
The door slammed open, the Mad Hatter glaring down at the Cheshire Cat.
"How'd I get in here?" The Cheshire Cat said, scratching his head. "How'd this towel get in my hand too? Weird stuff, magic. . .BYE!"
He disappeared like he always did, just as the Mad Hatter lunged at him.
A moment later, the towel appeared in the room, landing on Alice's head.
She pulled if off and stood up, wrapping it around her, and putting a calming hand on the Mad Hatter's arm. He picked her up out of the tub and cradled her against him.
"We're making this a habit, you know? You pulling me out of the tub and holding me." She teased.
He didn't smile, but just took her into the bedroom.
Silently, he pulled out one of his shirt's and dressed her in it.
"Hungry?" He asked, sitting her at the vanity and picking up the hair brush. He pulled the brush through her hair several times before he realized she hadn't answered him. "Are you hungry Alice?"
"Don't be angry." Alice told him softly, holding his gaze in the mirror's reflection. "The Cheshire Cat was only teasing me. I only called you in because I knew he would high tail it out of the bathroom. He didn't touch me or do anything bad. . .Well, except coming into the bathroom where I was naked, that was bad. . ."
The Mad Hatter continued brushing her hair, not saying anything.
"Don't hurt him. Don't kill him. Do not go looking for him for any reason." Alice told him sternly.
"That's something I cannot do for you." The Mad Hatter told her, setting the brush down.
"Why are you so jealous of the Cheshire Cat?" Alice asked him, catching his shirt sleeve before he could walk away from her.
"Because he's always had his way with women. He knows what they want, what to give them, how to compliment them, tease them, wrap them around his clawed finger, and then he'll throw them away. I refuse to let him do that to you. I refuse to let you fall for that!" He snarled.
"I'm not falling for that. Mirror Alice didn't fall for that. I'm here with you, even though I have no memories of what happened, even though you scare the living shit out of me, and because I undeniably know that Mirror Alice must have loved you to death, because I know there is something there for you. As I have said, I can't say love yet, but I know I'm going to be here with you." Alice told him softly. "He is your friend. He's my friend, and a tease, and a clown. You know he didn't many anything by it but to ruffle your feathers."
"He was my friend." the Mad Hatter told her. "But we haven't talked to each other, face to face, as friends, since the Mad Tea Party. He works for the Red Queen you know. I don't trust him, but I know he won't kidnap you and take you to the Red Queen because he knows what will happen. As you realize Alice, things in Wonderland will never be what they once were."
"So you'll leave him alone?"
"I never said that." The Mad Hatter answered.
Alice sighed and tugged him toward the bed. "I'm tired. Sleep with me?"
The Mad Hatter drew in a ragged breath and said, "That's not fair!"
Alice smiled and gave one last tug on his arm, pulling him onto the bed beside her. He lifted the blankets and allowed her to crawl in before laying down beside her. On their own, the lights went out one by one.
Alice curled up against him, happy when he wrapped his arms around her.
"This seems normal." He murmured into her hair. "Like you never changed places."
Alice closed her eyes and said, "I'm glad."
