So, how do we think Margaret and Helen would react to Alice getting engaged with Tarrant? 👀✨ Literally one of my favorite parts of any Tarrice fic, the possibilities are endless lol
If anyone's got any fave Tarrice fics, definitely share it with me (I've already read a good chunk of what's on Ao3, but still would be happy for the rec regardless! 🩷) OR lemme know if you want Tarrice fic recs!
SyFy Alice 2009 | Hatter/Alice | Rated: Explicit (E)
Part of my series but easily read as a standalone. Just some emotional first time smut for the pair. 😉 Continues from their date night, if you want a bit of fluff, and the art I drew for their outfits for said date can be found here.
Summary: After a very fun and enjoyable date night. Alice decides to trust her heart and invites Hatter up to her apartment.
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Alice’s stomach was alight with butterflies as she led Hatter up the stairs to her apartment after their date. Her nerves still buzzed from the intense kiss on the stoop given the way she was aware of each shift of the full skirt of her dress as it swayed and brushed against her knees. She took a deep breath to settle them as she reminded herself that this didn’t have to lead to anything. She could just offer him a drink or something if her nerves failed her, or if it just didn’t feel right. He’d made it pretty clear down on the stoop that he didn’t expect her to invite him up after all.
“Now don’t judge,” Alice said, sending Hatter a pointed look as she pulled her keys out of her purse. “Your apartment is huge compared to mine.” She kept walking and flicked her keys to the correct one as she heard Hatter follow behind her.
“Well now you’ve got me curious,” Hatter said from much closer than she’d expected, “The new flat is not even half the space I had at me shop.”
Stopping at her door, Alice slotted her key in and turned the lock before glancing at him over her shoulder. “And that’s still huge for New York. We normal people live in a shoebox and make do.”
Hatter smiled, amusement clear in his eyes, as he stepped closer before he looked at her door and back at her. “Nothing as dull as normal about a woman like you, Alice,” he said like it was a fact as he trailed his fingers along her side and held her gaze. Alice shivered and looked away to finish opening her door.
God, who was she kidding. She wasn’t gonna last more than five minutes if he kept this up.
“Just know it’s the best I can do, and I’m proud of what I have,” Alice replied, though it came out a bit more shaky than collected. She turned the doorknob and flipped on the light as she walked in, hanging her purse and purple coat on the wall hook before moving in front of the fridge so Hatter could enter.
His eyes flickered around to take in her little one room studio apartment as he closed the door behind him. The open layout had a counter that served as kitchen divider and dining table with stools to eat at, an oversized armchair across from a box TV as her living room, and a little folding screen that separated it from her one luxury; her queen sized bed. She also boasted a standard size closet next to her bed, and a bathroom behind the only door across from the kitchenette.
Three hundred square feet of minimalist living. You could walk the entire length of her place in maybe ten to fifteen steps. It wasn’t much, but it was hers, and she was pretty proud of how comfortable she’d made it.
Hatter walked halfway into the room and did a turn to see the entire space, hands on hips pushing back his suit jacket and smiling the whole time. “‘S cozy,” he said finally with a nod, “Though I imagine hosting company gets a bit tricky.” He took a step towards her and raised an eyebrow, “Not much personal space for…activities is there?”
“Enough space for two,” Alice countered as she matched his look. His gaze gained weight like a physical thing, and Alice couldn’t quite remember ever having him watch her this intently before. Her heart sped up and a warmth pooled low in her belly from that look.
“Like I said,” Hatter replied as he reached forward to tuck some of her hair behind her ear, “cozy.”
Alice stared at his mouth before looking back up at his eyes and she licked her lips. “Can I get you anything?”
“Depends,” he said as he watched his hand make a path from her dress strap, to her bare shoulder and down her arm before looking back up at her. “What’s on offer?”
Me , her mind immediately supplied, but she swallowed that response. Alice suddenly didn’t want to be the one to break this tension. It felt like letting him win this little dance he’d started by making her fold first, and she wasn’t one to back down from a challenge. The space between them felt like a coil that she wanted to keep winding and winding until it snapped.
Alice tilted her head instead, watching his eyes dart to the column of her neck and back again, as she lifted one hand to grab his tie. Slowly pulling it free from his waistcoat with one curved finger.
“A lot of things,” she replied, thankful it came out more sure than breathy, “Is there anything in particular you’re craving?”
Hatter slid his other hand to her waist, gently sliding it around to her lower back to pull himself closer. His eyes locked and focused on hers. “Ya know…there has been something I’ve been particularly keen to sample,” he commented. His voice a low rumble as he leaned in closer. The hand on her arm making the path back up, leaving tingles in its wake, and moving further to cup the back of her head.
She thought he would kiss her then, but instead Hatter dipped his head to the side to murmur in her ear, “Could even say I’ve been parched for it really.”
He punctuated his words with a barely there kiss right below where her jaw met her neck and Alice inhaled at the contact, her hand twisting to grab a firm hold on his tie.
“Well you’re a grown man,” Alice stated, definitely sounding breathy now as her heart hammered away, and she ran her free hand up his chest and under his suit jacket to thread her fingers in the hair at the back of his head. With one firm tug, she pulled his head back to lock eyes with him again. He inhaled in surprise from the move, but his brown eyes were dark as he focused on her.
“Use your words and tell me what you want,” she told him.
Laughter shone in Hatter’s face and he smirked before the look softened. He brought the hand from behind her head to trail along her jaw. His fingertips leaving little sparks in their wake as they made the short and slow journey to her lips. One finger tracing along her bottom lip as he said, “You. Just you, Alice.”
She wasn’t sure if he’d leaned down or she’d pulled him down by his tie, but they met somewhere in the middle. A simple and gentle press of their lips that quickly grew in frequency and intensity. Resuming what they’d started on the stoop mere minutes ago. Alice flattened her hand in his hair to keep him in place, wanting to thoroughly explore his mouth this time. To have him kiss her deeper. His hand moved back behind her head to tilt it and change the angle, taking her bottom lip and gently sucking it. She keened and felt her arousal pool in her lower abdomen, pulling free of his very talented lips just to meet them again. Her own mouth sliding over his and teeth nipping at his lower lip as payback.
“Alice,” Hatter groaned and with one more step had her pushed up against her fridge. She gasped in surprise as he ran the hand on her lower back down her thigh to lift her leg up, the skirt of her dress slipping back to bunch at her hip, and place it around his waist. Pressing his very obvious erection directly into her with the motion and she whimpered.
“Oh please do that again,” he begged as he began leaving a trail of hot and wet kisses down her jaw and neck. Alice felt like she was in a daze. She’d never felt so hot and overstimulated at the same time. Like she was burning all over and his touch both soothed and stoked the fires. She felt her eyes flutter shut as she desperately held onto his tie to ground her until his clever lips found a spot on her neck that made her cry out so he stopped to suck on it. Her hand in his hair gripped the strands like a lifeline to keep him in place and never leave.
“Hatter,” she panted, and he pulled on her leg to grind against her again, causing the whimper he’d asked for to slip out once more. The friction felt so incredibly good. She just needed more. More lips. More tongue. More of him.
There was a very wet pop as he pulled free from her neck and he groaned, “Been thinking of this for weeks.” He kissed his way back up her neck and his hand squeezed her bare thigh. “All the sounds I want to coax out of you.” He kissed his way up her jaw towards her mouth but stopped right over her lips. “The places I want to touch and taste.” Alice tried to pull him back towards her, to seal her lips over his and help him on his goal, but he resisted. She fought her need for more touch and opened her eyes to see the burning look he was giving her.
“I want to pry you open and see what shiny pearls you hold, little Oyster.”
“Fuck,” Alice breathed as his words shot right through her. That was entirely too hot. Illegally hot. Calling her an Oyster shouldn’t sound that attractive, and her mushy brain tried to think of something to say. Some witty comeback to push his buttons with in return, but he was entirely too coherent and got there first.
Hatter’s look turned into a very smug grin, “That too, if ya like.” Gripping her thigh and rocking up into her pelvis again.
Alice gasped this time, her brain finally pulling one thought out of the haze of arousal Hatter had quickly surrounded her in. “We should- we should move.” It couldn’t be more than five or so steps to the bed. Surely they could make it.
His eyes darted around, clearly forming one of his plans, until he landed on one and smirked. The hand on her head moved to her lower back, while the one on her leg slid up under her dress to fully cup her ass, and he lifted her. Using both hands to press her fully against him and spin around. Alice yelped and gained a death grip on his tie, while she also pulled on the hair at the back of his head. She was only suspended for a few seconds before he raised her higher and set her on the opposite counter.
“Hatter, the bed,” Alice panted as she gestured behind her to the left. She was taller than him now, seated on the counter as she was, and something about that burning look from this angle lit a brand new fire deeper inside of her.
“Soon,” he promised as he spread her legs further apart and stepped up to the edge of the counter between them. His hands blazed a trail up her sides, one stopping at the back of her dress, and the other continuing to her neck. “Kitchen’s the best place for a drink,” he smirked as he gently pulled her down to meet him. “And I am parched.”
Confused, but happy to get back to kissing, Alice leaned down to meet his lips once more. Flicking her tongue against his lower lip to get him to open up so she could finally taste him properly. It was that damn mint flavor she was always chasing in their kisses, and she moaned into his mouth as she sought to do just that. The angle was different to what she was used to so she ran both of her hands through Hatter’s hair, knocking his hat off and making him groan as her nails raked against his scalp, on the quest to grip the back of his head.
She was so lost in the feel of his lips and tongue that she didn’t notice Hatter’s hands had been busy until she felt the top of her dress loosen and fall forward. The sneak had unzipped it, causing the straps to slip towards her shoulders and the neckline to dip down.
The cool air on her heated skin made her gasp, and Hatter freed her mouth to pursue a path down her neck, pausing a moment to lick the spot he’d lavished attention to earlier. She whimpered as his mouth back at that spot sent little zings of need straight through her, but he wouldn’t be deterred from whatever his plan was as he continued to leave a trail of kisses down her chest. Pushing her to lean back so he could continue down easier, while keeping her right at the edge of the counter. A little tugging when her straps fell to her elbows got her attention enough to help slide her arms out and then lean back on her elbows, revealing the powder blue bra she chose to match her dress tonight. As Alice looked up at Hatter, she realized she was now only dressed in the most technical sense. Clothing was on, but almost everything was bare for him to see and touch. It left her feeling incredibly exposed and vulnerable, but Hatter was looking at her like she was some mythical and precious artifact.
“Goddesses above, but you’re gorgeous,” he whispered like a prayer and Alice felt a blush spread straight up from her core. Sometimes men found her to be too mannish or muscled due to her Judo career, but Hatter made her feel like some divine being right now with the way he took her in. He held her firmly in place with his right hand on her lower back while his left creeped up her torso, stopping just shy of touching the base of her bra before looking back up at her.
“Please touch me,” Alice begged and was rewarded with a wide smile when his hand fully cupped her breast.
“Gladly.”
She sighed and arched her chest into his touch. Warm and full and firm when he gave her breast a light squeeze before coming up to roll her nipple through the fabric with those skilled hands of his. Alice closed her eyes again as her head tilted back to focus on the sensation and deep aching need building in her. Meaning she barely had the warning of his heated breath on her other breast before he nudged the demi cup to the side and took her other nipple immediately into his mouth. Alice let out a sound that was some combination of gasp and squeak at the sudden sensation before whimpering as he continued to tease and taunt her. She was burning and aching from his attention and now in desperate need of friction so she tried to roll her hips up into him. To tell him where she needed him as words failed her. Hatter held her in place however, leaving her whimpering when he would pinch or pull with one hand and then gasping when he would suck or lick with his mouth.
Her hands ached to hold him there. Press him into her chest so she could release the coil of tension that had shifted to solely inside her. To touch him and drive him just as crazy as he was making her, but she was too busy keeping herself balanced on this stupid counter he’d placed her on.
“Hatter,” she mewled and lifted her head back up to look at him to try and tell him again they should move to the bed before realizing her mistake in doing so. The brown of his eyes had blown completely black at this point, but he did not stop his actions at the sound of his name. The sight of him looking at her while he worked her body into a frenzy brought a new level of need and heat to her. Alice involuntarily bucked her hips again in an attempt to seek some friction and relief from the growing ache inside of her.
It was futile as his right hand continued to keep her hips locked in place, but he did release her breast with another wet pop and a final flick of his tongue on her nipple before asking, “Yes Alice?” It sent an electric jolt straight through her and she tried to hold onto her thought.
“Bed,” she panted, “Bed, now. I need- I want- need to- touch.”
Hatter hummed approvingly and placed a kiss right above her navel, “We'll get there.” The hands on her hips and chest released her, and Alice felt her hips shift and lay flat on the counter without their support. Her ass was practically hanging off the edge of the counter now and she felt like she might slip off.
“But first,” he continued, watching her as he kneeled on the floor and his hands slipped around to her front to slowly trailed up her legs as he pushed her dress up and out of the way, “I’ll have that drink.”
It was with a sudden dawning clarity in her lust filled mind that Alice realized what Hatter had been planning to do this whole time. Air left her lungs in a staggered breath and her legs twitched towards each other in an attempt to close as nervousness creeped up inside her.
“Alice?” Hatter asked. His hands were braced on either leg, keeping them open, but he didn’t force them wide again. He kissed her left thigh and his thumbs made little soothing circles that both stoked that fire and added to her nerves. “You alright?”
“You don’t,” she swallowed, closed her eyes, let out a steadying breath, and then looked back down at Hatter. He was waiting patiently but the sight of him so close to her pelvis shot another pulse of need straight though her. Alice let out a breath to gather herself, “You don’t have to do that.”
A smile grew on his face as he slowly began trailing one hand down her leg and closer to her center. “I assure you that I very,” he kissed her thigh, “very,” another kiss even closer and she gasped, “much want to.” He punctuated one more kiss at the point where her leg met her pelvis while his hand lightly trailed along the very edge of her panties. Every touch made her feel more desperate to have him in her or touch her, just anything to get some release. “But I won’t if you don’t want me to.”
Alice swallowed and closed her eyes as she tried to work up the words. “I’ve just never- and I know that guys don’t-”
Hatter gripped her thighs suddenly and she yelped. He mumbled a sorry into her leg as he kissed the spot, massaging it afterwards and sending more delightful warmth up her legs. “Well this one does,” Hatter stated, and moved her dress further out of the way to give attention to space right near her pelvic bone. “Been plannin’ and touchin’ myself for weeks to the idea of getting to drink up your passion.” The idea that he’d been aroused to thoughts of using his mouth on her like that fueled the needy ache inside her and Alice whimpered as she pictured it.
He swirled his tongue in the dimple of her hipbone and then latched his mouth on that spot and sucked. Hard. Alice wasn’t sure quite what sound came out of her, some straggled sort of cry as his mouth made her blaze white hot. She slipped off her elbows and her head fell over the far edge of the counter. Hatter held her hips firm as she propped herself back up on shaky arms.
“Hatter,” she panted and then whimpered as he kissed that spot on her hip.
“Alice,” he copied and laid a kiss directly on the top edge of her panties, right above her mound. She felt her inner muscles clench at the sensation of touch finally being so close to where she’d been craving it. “May I?” he asked and his hand slipped under the edge of her panties, lightly running up and down the fabric to caress her skin there. It was so close. So close to where she needed him.
Letting out another shaky breath, Alice nodded her consent as she closed her eyes and tilted her neck back. Only to yelp in surprise seconds later and look back down at Hatter as he nipped at her hip.
His face was filled with delighted mischief as he said, “You’re a grown woman, Alice. Use your words.”
A rush of heat ran up her face at having her earlier statement tossed back at her. Emboldened by her embarrassment and rising to meet his challenge, Alice stared intently at Hatter and told him, “Yes, you may go down on me, Hatter.”
He grinned like Christmas came early and tossed a quick kiss above her panties again, “Brilliant. Then lift for me, love.”
It was tricky to find purchase for her feet to do as he asked, so he stood and closed her legs to brace them on his chest. She lifted her hips up as he hooked confident fingers around the elastic band and slowly dragged her panties down and then off her legs. Flinging them to some unknown corner of her kitchen as she lowered her hips back down. He then stood and removed his suit jacket before carefully folding it and placing it on the floor. Hatter opened her legs once more and kneeled right at the apex of them. His head was right at the perfect height to lean in and give her a taste and Alice made a needy sound as she pictured him doing just that. He gave her a very smug smirk, like he knew exactly what that sound meant, as he placed her left foot on his shoulder. She idly noted her heels were still on as she set it there, making her leg bend out and away to open her up, and he pushed her right leg to the side before holding it in place.
He kept eye contact with her as he slowly trailed kisses down her left leg and leaned in closer. Each one sent a punctuated jolt straight to her core and she keened with need. Alice didn’t know if she would even like what he was about to do, but she so desperately needed him just there, right now, that she was fairly sure she would come even if it wasn’t great. The cool air on her exposed pussy made her feel like she was soaked with need down there at this point.
Hatter kissed the trimmed hair of her mound right above the opening. Alice moaned as his free hand was suddenly right there, spreading her open and Hatter groaned, “Oh Alice.” He leaned in and slowly licked a flat tongue straight up her slit, making her suck in a breath and tilt her head back. “You’re dripping for me, love.”
“Hatter,” she whined and shifted to a cry as he went to work on her. His tongue was in constant motion, mapping, exploring, and circling her clit right at the top at seemingly random passes. Pressing close and lapping up every bit of her arousal like it was everything he ever wanted. The first time he circled her clit with a pointed tip of his tongue made her shriek from the pin point pleasure of it and she tried to clamp her legs on his head in shocked reflex. Hatter held her leg in place however and didn’t skip a beat as he continued to drink from her, just as he’d said he would. The vibrations of his moans when he dipped his tongue straight into her had her seeing stars, and she gave up the precious balance of her left arm to reach down and dig her fingers into his hair. Holding him in place, but also giving her some part of him to anchor onto in the swell of desire she was in.
Alice felt her legs start to shake and give as she got closer to her orgasm, but she desperately needed something more to push her over the edge. “Hatter,” she panted, a keening sound coming out of her as he sucked on her clit, “please, please- I need-” Her hand gripped his hair and tugged as if he could somehow get his mouth even closer. His tongue even deeper inside her.
He groaned and must’ve picked up on what she’d tried to communicate as the hand holding her spread open shifted to slip one finger inside her, and then two when he’d met little resistance.
“Yes,” Alice whimpered and tried to rock her hips into his touch. Just a bit more. She could feel the coil inside her tighten and get ready to break free. Hatter kept on with the same movements, sucking and flicking her clit while his fingers steadily fucked her closer and closer to the brink. Her breaths were coming in little gasps and ahs until she made a needy keening sound as she burned white hot and finally broke.
Alice lost the grip on his hair as she fell back, boneless and head hanging over the far side once again, panting in huge gulps of air. She felt her muscles spasm and twitch around Hatter’s fingers as he slowly worked her down from her climax. Stopping when her hips jerked away from touch with her now too sensitive clit. She felt entirely boneless. Like her muscles had turned into a heavy putty and she didn’t want to move. Some other part of her brain registered Hatter’s gentle touches as he stood, accompanied by the wet sound of his mouth sucking on something that was followed by a moan. Her leg fell off his shoulder and uselessly to the side as he then ran firm but soothing hands up her legs and continuing further up to her side.
“I could drink of you for ages Alice and never have me thirst quenched,” He murmured into her skin, pressing a gentle kiss right above her navel.
“God,” Alice laughed and attempted to pull herself up, but her arms weren’t quite working well enough yet. “Fuck, I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard.”
Hatter made a very pleased sound at that statement and helped pull her fully up into a sitting position, wrapping one arm around her waist to steady her while the other held her upper back. His face shifted from pleased amusement to one of awe as the hand on her back moved to trace along her jaw back to her ear. “You looked divine, Alice.”
She blushed and felt her heart catch in her throat. She probably looked like she’d been fucked on her kitchen counter is what she looked like. Alice smiled and shook her head before leaning down to kiss him for the first time in what felt like hours, but must’ve only been minutes. Her hands raised up to stroke the side of his face and wrap around the back of his head and shoulders again to pull herself to him and he gladly accepted her.
It started sweet and slow with long languid kisses that held no urgency, until she caught a taste herself on him. Evidence of what he’d been eagerly doing just moments before caused a bit of fire to stir in her again, and she nipped at his lip to get him to open up so she could chase it down inside his mouth. Hatter groaned and pulled her hips right against himself in one fluid motion. She gasped at the contact of his very firm and notable erection pressing back into her.
“Bed,” she breathed, staring down at him and he nodded.
“Bed.”
He swooped her up then in a bridal style carry that shifted her hands and arms down to around his neck and walked towards her bed with purpose. “I can walk just fine you know,” She said as she used one hand to loosen his tie and then pull it free from his shirt.
“Ya sure about that?” He teased. It had only taken six of his long strides to get them there in the end and he gently tossed her down in the middle of the bed. “Looked like you were having a bit of a struggle on the counter, yeah?” He gave her a lidded knowing smile as he unbuttoned his shirt cuffs and Alice flushed red as she felt a pulse of desire burn in her again from thinking why she’d been struggling. The attractive smug bastard knew it too.
“You’re going to be insufferable about that aren’t you?” Alice huffed as she arched her back to finally shimmy her poor dress over her hips. Kicking her legs to try and toss it off until Hatter grabbed one leg to help. Easily pulling the dress off and then drinking in the sight of her sprawled out on the bed as he slowly unbuckled and slid off each of her heels as well. Leaving light caresses down her calves as he did that sent shivers all the way down to her core. Alice could practically feel all the places he wanted to touch her as he looked down at her, and the ghost of his hands and mouth on some of those spots made her squirm restlessly in anticipation.
He made one long stroke from her thigh up to her ankle before kissing her calf and releasing her leg. “Was planning on being pleasantly sufferable, actually,” he smiled and began to unbutton his waistcoat, “but I can be insufferable if you like, Alice.” The dark look he sent her with those words had her gripping the comforter as she felt herself throb with need in response. That was…Alice licked her lips. That was something she was going to look at much, much later. Watching him toss his waistcoat off and start on his shirt made her realize how passive she’d been and determined right then to even things up a little bit. She’d be damned if she didn’t make him feel half of what he’d already given her tonight.
Alice sat up on the bed, unhooking and tossing her bra off as she did, before running her hands up his legs and grabbing his shirt where it met his pants. “Let me?” she asked, looking up at him with hooded eyes. He nodded and she began to pull his shirt out of his pants while he finished unbuttoning. Alice brushed her hand lightly over the very prominent and still clothed erection right near her face as she did.
“Alice,” Hatter sucked in a strangled breath heavy with need. His reaction was a heady thing and Alice understood why he’d enjoyed hers so much earlier. She pulled the front of his shirt free and it fell open before she grabbed his sleeves and pulled it off. Alice kissed him lightly below his navel as her hands gripped his hips and she pressed her thumbs in little circles over his hip bones.
“This- this will be over- very fast - if you keep that up,” he panted and placed his hands on top of hers to get her to stop. Drunk on the feeling that she was getting him just as worked up as she’d felt earlier, Alice easily slipped out of his grip and stroked her hands up from his knees and inner thighs to his waistband. She stared right at him with a very self satisfied smile as she popped the button and then slowly pulled the zipper down and away from him. He was breathing heavily, but didn’t look away, and it was only when she heard his pants hit the floor that she broke their gaze to see what she’d unwrapped.
Apparently the man went without any underwear as he was completely bare for her to take in and she did. She’d had a few lovers before and Hatter seemed to be a very good size and length. Nothing intimidating or impossible, but a stretch she would definitely be feeling come morning. Her hand reached over to gently palm his length and give it a stroke to get a better feel for him. He let out a strangled high pitch needy sound when she did, and Alice looked back up at Hatter to see the awed desperation on his face from her touch. “Alice,” he whimpered, and she felt so incredibly turned on to know she made him look like that.
Holding his gaze, Alice leaned forward to lick the little bead of precum off the tip of his cock, and he gasped before promptly grabbing hold of her hair and hand to stop her. “Alice- I’m not jokin’,” he panted, “play fair, yeah?”
Tempted though she was to torment him more, Alice definitely didn’t want things to end just quite yet, and she had a great idea to help that along. She slowly stood, making sure to run her hands up his body as she went. Hatter let go of her to instead allowed his hands to rove around her sides and back, as he lightly explored all her newly exposed skin, and Alice shivered at the caress. She looped her arms around his neck, bringing him down to meet her lips, and they kissed deeply and without rush. A simmer to the flashes of heat from just moments earlier. He shuffled with his feet to kick off his shoes and pants but as soon as she could tell Hatter was free and fully focused back on her, Alice lifted her right leg, looped it around his thigh, and pulled them backwards with a twist.
With all her experience in controlled falls, she easily flipped them so he landed flat on his back with her on top. Elbows and knees keeping her right above him and effectively trapping him below her. “Hi,” She smirked at his startled face.
“Hello,” Hatter smiled back and reached up to run his hands along her sides, “Fancy trick that.”
“I’m a woman of many talents,” Alice said very self assuredly as she leaned down to kiss him, opening her mouth to suck on his bottom lip. He groaned into her mouth and slid one hand up into her hair to pull her closer and crush her mouth against his. His other hand pressed down on her lower back in an attempt to bring her fully flushed against him. Tension and barely held control were easy to feel radiating off of him as he tried to pull her closer. It was becoming intoxicating to know she caused this kind of desperation in him and Alice felt herself flush with warmth from the arousal that waved through her. She pushed her knees apart to lower her hips and lay fully on him then and they both pulled back to gasp as her wet pussy finally pressed against his cock.
“Fuck, Alice,” Hatter panted and quickly moved his arms to grab hold of her hips and hold her in place. His hips rocked up into her and they moaned at the friction. So close to where they both wanted but not quite. She laid on him fully then to lavish attention on his neck, and he gasped. His hips rocking up into hers on reflex again and his hands gripping them. “Shit- me jacket- fuck,” he panted and turned his head towards to kitchen where he’d left his jacket.
That was entirely too far away, and figuring what he probably wanted from it anyway, Alice propped herself up gently to kiss him. She made it slow and lingering to help calm him down enough to get his attention. “Don’t worry, we’re covered,” she whispered against his lips before giving him a quick peck and she propped herself above him on her hands. It gave her the leverage needed to roll her hips and drag her slick wet center down his length. Alice moaned. He felt so good and he wasn’t even inside her yet.
Hatter groaned, his eyes heavy and almost closed as he tried to see down her body, and pressed himself up into her roll, “Please, Alice. Don’t- don’t tease.” His hands clutched at her waist for leverage as much as to keep her in place.
“Help me line up then,” Alice panted and he eagerly nodded. She lifted her hips off him and looked down to watch as he grabbed his cock by the base to angle it up while helping to guide her hips towards him with his other hand.
There was a slight fumble of poor angles as they both tried to do this by feel and Alice inhaled sharply and gripped the comforter when his tip brushed over her sensitive clit and sent sparks through her with the first attempt, but they got there. Alice whimpered when they finally lined up and she could feel the head of his cock at her entrance starting to press into her. She then slowly walked her hands back to lower her hips and sit fully on his lap, stopping only when she needed to rock forward and ease back down to stretch and coat him in her wet arousal as she slowly impaled herself on him. Hatter gasped with her once she was fully seated on him, and she paused just there to enjoy the feel of him stretching her so deliciously. God but he felt better than she’d thought he would. She felt so wonderfully full of him. Why hadn’t they done this sooner?
“Alice, you feel,” Hatter swallowed and flexed his grip on her hips. “Goddesses above, you feel so good,” he groaned.
“Yes,” Alice breathed, running her hands up his abs to his chest and she braced herself there for balance before she gave an experimental lift and roll of her hips. The friction she created as she moved above him made her gasp and then whimper as she closed her eyes when she fully impaled herself on him again, Hatter’s needy whine echoing soon after. She immediately wanted to do it again and feel that delicious stretch. Make him sound like that again.
Alice opened her eyes to look down at Hatter. He was panting and staring down at where they were joined. Alice watched him watch her as she moved her hips again. His eyes focused on the action of her moving up and down on his cock as she slowly started to set a rhythm like he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. It filled her with that heady arousal to know she was doing that to him. Capturing every bit of his intense focus, and then Alice got a wicked idea. Before the next lift and roll of her hips, she tensed her kegel muscles and tightened further around his cock as she moved on him.
“Alice,” Hatter pleaded in a strangled voice and tossed his head back, eyes squeezed shut and hands gripped tight on her hips as he trust up to meet her. Alice gasped at the feel of him going deeper and lost her rhythm for a moment as she fell forward slightly before she found it again.
This new angle was better somehow, shallower but with better friction on her clit, and Alice whimpered as she began to set a faster pace to chase another climax. Her hips were rolling more than lifting now, but her entire world was focused down to the feel of Hatter’s trusts meeting her grinding rolls and the sound of his pants below her as the coil in her belly tightened again. She could feel her release getting closer and her sounds turned to needy whimpers while she chased it. Eyes screwed shut and breath coming in rapid pants.
“Come on, lov-,” he pleaded, “I’m so- one more for me- please, Alice.”
She barely noticed one hand on her hip disappeared before a slick digit was suddenly right there brushing across the top of her clit and Alice cried out as the coil inside her suddenly burst and her whole body tensed and jerked as she climaxed. The hand returned to her hip as she felt Hatter grip them and thrust rapidly up into her. Her muscles spasmed around him and drew out her orgasm before he tensed and groaned as he pulsed his own release inside of her.
Alice fell forward down on his chest with her arms sliding up to his head as she tried to catch her breath for the second time that night. Hatter’s heart raced under her head as his hands came up from her hips to roam and caress her backside before coming to stop and holding her close to him. One resting on her lower back and the other around her shoulders. She rose and fell as he too caught his breath, and Alice had just enough energy to slide her arms together behind his neck and return the embrace.
Hatter bent his head down and placed a kiss on the crown of her head. “Thank you,” he sighed and laid back down.
Alice chuckled, “Thank you?” She supposed it wasn’t the worst thing to say after sex, but it certainly hadn’t been what she was expecting.
Hatter hummed happily and gave her a squeeze, “My pleasure.”
That did not help her laughter any and she shook her head as she lifted it up to look at him. He was smiling softly up at her, “Hello.”
“Hi,” she grinned back and he gave her a quick kiss before his look softened back to something that made Alice’s heart ache and her breath catch. He moved the arm around her shoulders up to tuck a bit of hair behind her ear.
“You were right by the way,” he said and Alice tilted her head as she tried to think what he could be talking about. He gestured vaguely out to her apartment, “Good for activities for two. I stand -or rather lay- corrected.”
Alice laughed again and shook her head, “And we didn’t even use the bathroom or the living room.”
Hatter hummed thoughtfully, “‘S good ta have goals for the future.”
'Madder than a Hatter' Chapter 9: when we all fall asleep, where do we go?
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She was in the Looking Glass Hall, standing before the mirror, when she spotted him. Hatter. He had been a little gruff at first, but she had later learned that he possessed a warm heart and had a charming disposition. As they stumbled their way through an awkward goodbye, Alice felt the physical pressure of her heartache. He wasn’t going to start a new life in her world, and he clearly didn’t want her to stay. She felt tears spring to her eyes, but held back, promising herself a time to break down in the safety of her bedroom late at night.
Between her missed chance at love (twice,) and the loss of her father, Alice wasn’t so sure there would be enough time in the world to heal her wounds. She attempted a final time to get her point across. “You could always visit my world,” she suggested. “You might like it.”
“Yeah,” Hatter exclaimed. “We could…we could do pizza.”
Her eyes bore into his, her next words spoken huskily. “And lots of other things.”
Before she knew it, she was falling, thankful for the technician’s urgency. She knew she probably wouldn’t have been able to leave without that little push. It was time to brace herself for the landing.
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Alice woke, gasping for air as if it had been knocked out of her. The memories continued to hit her, once faint echoes, now vivid as the rich colors of the autumn leaves. Tears slid down her cheeks, and she wiped at them roughly. Her heart hammered in her chest, nearly as loud as the thunder that grew closer and closer. “Hatter,” she cried to herself. Even in her dreams, he had continued to save her.
She slipped out of bed and stepped closer to the window. The winds were strong, bending the twisty branches of the tumtum trees. Leaves were torn away, lost to the current. She turned away, quietly padding her way out of her room and across the hall. For a moment, she raised her hand to knock, but thought better of it, instead quietly opening the door and stepping into the room.
Her heart swelled just as it did the first time she had taken in how peaceful he looked as he slept. “How could I have forgotten you?” she whispered to herself. Alice slipped into bed beside him, careful not to jostle the mattress too much. Facing him, she tucked her hand beneath her head upon the pillow. “Goodnight, Hatter.”
As her eyes closed, she felt him jostle a bit, hoping she hadn’t woken him. Before she could open her eyes to see for herself, Alice felt his arm sling over her waist, pulling her closer to him until there was hardly any space between them.
“You remembered,” he said sleepily. Hatter pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “G’night, Alice.”
Snuggling in closer, she allowed herself to drift off safely in his arms.
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The Queen of Souls looked upon the palace. It was past midnight. The winds were strong, the storm nearly there, following her soon-to-be destruction of Wonderland. It was proving to be most difficult to rip out the three souls she most wanted, asleep for the moment. She knew she had to change tactics, but there was at least one part of her original plan she could carry out. Why only rule The Wastelands when she could have all of Wonderland? If she played her cards right, she would become unstoppable.
There, in the darkness, she awaited her biggest pawn. When Catherine finally showed up, she hissed. “Nicccceee of you to arrive. Shall we get on with it?”
They prepared to storm the palace.
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Hatter couldn’t quite sleep knowing Alice had her memory back. He wanted to tell her all of the things he should have said in the Looking Glass Hall. Instead, he gently brushed her back with his fingers, noting just how peaceful she looked. He wondered if she had all of her memories back of her time in Wonderland or just a select important few. Regardless, he was thankful that she had chosen to sleep beside him, whether out of comfort or safety.
She began to squirm in her sleep, leading her to eventually open her eyes; crystal blue meeting warm brown. Hatter had his head propped up with his free arm. “Hey, you,” she smiled. “Can’t sleep?”
“How could I? You’re much too distracting,” he teased with a dimpled smirk. His face then turned serious. “I’m glad you remember. I thought, perhaps, you had had too much chocolate and cream cake.”
A small laugh bubbled up inside her. She felt her heart hammering in her chest, tears welling up in her eyes. Emotions flooded back instantaneously, overwhelming her. Alice embraced him, never wanting to let go again. He stopped brushing her hair, slid his arm down around her waist, and held her tightly. “I missed you,” she told him.
“I missed you too,” he confessed, savoring the moment.
When she pulled back enough to see the relief, the happiness, on his face, she gasped as he pressed his lips to hers. Hatter kissed her so fiercely, as if he was afraid it would be the last time they would ever be together. It soon softened to a caress, his tongue slipping through to meet hers. Alice’s toes curled beneath the duvet, her fingers buried in his unkempt hair.
With hesitance, they parted, but only enough to breathe. Their noses still touching, and Alice took a moment to nuzzle his with hers. “Finally,” she smiled.
Hatter gave a short laugh in agreeance. “Alice…I—“
Thunder shook the entire palace. There were screams down below in the throne room.
Of bloody course, he thought.
“Hatter?” she prompted him. “We should save that for when we’re safe.”
Hearing his own words to her echoed at him, his frustration mellowed out. “Okay.”
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Jack Heart stood before his aunt and her shadowy ally, sword in hand. The room was full of Suits surrounding the scene. “If you want this throne, you’re going to have to go through me.”
Up above, looking over the railing, was Duchess, fear in her eyes. “Jack, no.”
Hatter, Alice, and Charlie stood around her, witnessing the scene. “Is he crazy???” Alice whispered loud enough for the other three to hear.
Catherine cackled. “Foolish boy, you have no power here.”
Alice thought for a moment. “Okay, I think I have a plan,” she told them. This had their attention. “It’s not very practical, but it’s something.”
“Go on luv, what did ya have in mind?” Hatter asked.
Alice took a deep breath. “Hatter, you said that the Bandersnatch is a shadow-eater, right?”
He nodded.
“Alice, my dear, are you suggesting that we somehow smuggle the Bandersnatch out of the Wastelands?” Charlie asked. “I’m up to the task, of course, but will we have time before our King is slain?”
“We can’t just let Jack die,” Duchess insisted. “I won’t allow it.”
“He won’t die,” Alice assured her. “She needs three souls to become flesh and blood again, and she wants us three in particular. If Charlie is on his way to the Wastelands in a scarab, that buys us time. And, it gives us a weapon we can use against her.”
Hatter shook his head. “And what about Catherine? She could just as easily kill him.”
“That’s why I’m going to distract her. She wants me dead more than Jack,” Alice explained.
“Absolutely not! Are you mad!?” Hatter argued, fighting to keep his voice lowered.
“Do you have any better ideas?” she asked.
He sighed as he turned away and turned back, unwilling to cooperate. “Whatever the plan, we do it together, Alice. You and I.” His face dropped. “I can’t lose you again. I’m not going to sit back and watch, waiting to see if you’re okay.”
She fought back the tears that pricked at the corners of her eyes. Taking hold of his hand, she replied, “Together.”
As they quickly discussed what was to be done, not one soul noticed the disembodied grin of a most mischievous feline.
Your Mad Hatter post brought back memories of Halice shipping when I was a kid, long before I knew what shipping or fanfiction were, so thanks 🙏😅
AHHHH!!!!! YOU TOO?!?!?! 🙈🙈🙈💖💖💖 ohhh this is wonderful news!!! hello there, fellow Halice shipper :3c (although i've seen some newer fans calling it Hattice, which is also a fun name!!) i'd love to know more about what drew you to the pairing!!
for me, it was always how beautifully Hatter and Alice complement each other...he gives her freedom to be her unfiltered, creative, rules-shirking self, and she gives him stability and courage in a world which he understands to be senselessly cruel and mad!! 😭💖 every interaction they have is so fun and full of such genuine love and warmth...ahhh, they make my heart so soft 🙈
when Alice in Wonderland (2010) came out i was definitely already online for quite a few years and very invested in fandom/shipping culture, and the boom of wonderful AMVs and fanfiction was amazing!! might i interest you in one of my favourite Halice AMVs from back in the day - 'Halice.Q U I E T' by ThexUnknownpersonx? i used to watch this on repeat 😖💖
just. ahhhh. oh they are wonderful. perfect for each other. Alice, you are a lucky girl indeed...!!! (having the stark horror realisation that my fondness for eccentric formal types with a taste for fancy clothes may have started here 😳)
