Wonderland | By : MistressOfDarknessAndShadow Category: Titles in the Public Domain > Alice in Wonderland Views: 9746 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: This is a work fiction, based on the Alice in Wonderland book series. |
Alice moaned in grief. She wanted to go home but she couldn’t get home without the Hatter’s help and he wasn’t about to offer her the ride.
“Alice, please try and eat something.” the Hatter said, trying to coax her with a loaf of apple flavored bread.
Alice just stared at it, her stomach feeling more sick than hungry.
“Sweet Alice, I know you don’t want to be here but you’re the only one who can help us. Please, eat something before you make yourself even more sick.” he begged, moving behind her and holding her close to his chest.
“I’m not hungry.” was her only reply.
The Mad Hatter sighed and pulled away from her. She obviously wasn’t going to comply with his requests. He had no other choice. He had to use force. She wouldn’t do anything otherwise. Quickly he spun the chair around that she was sitting in and bent down in front of her, taking the bread in his hands. He broke off a piece of it and pried open her mouth with his free hand. She tried to struggle free but he just shoved the bread into her open mouth.
“Now chew.” he ordered.
Alice glared at him but did as she was told. He was just trying to help her after all. She did have a tendency to be a bit too picky sometimes.
“There, now don’t you feel better?” he asked, stroking her cheek gently with his fingers after she had swallowed three more pieces of the apple spiced bread.
Reluctantly Alice nodded. She did feel better. There must have been something in the bread to help her stamina.
“Good.” he said smiling.
He stood up and took her hand in his. She looked up at him, giving him confused eyes.
“Come. I want to show you around my home.” he said, pulling her to her feet.
She followed him as he explained what each room was and what it was used for. There were some rooms covered in nothing by mirrors and some covered in curtains. When she had asked what was behind the curtains she had quickly been ushered out of the room with the apologetic smile and quick brush off about another room as her answer. This made her wonder even more about the room full of curtains and she swore to herself that one day she would look behind one just to see what was hidden behind it.
“The room we were in when you first got here was my dining room.” he said, taking her arm in his. “And this,” he said, waving his hand around the expansion of a strange looking black and red room, “is my bedroom.”
Alice took in a sharp breath. It was strange looking indeed. More so then the rest of the mansion, as she had decided to call it. It had black and red cherkerboard designs on the walls and the ceiling was painted like a black and white spiral that seemed to actually spin out from the center. There were no windows in the room but still there were crimson colored curtains where windows were supposed to be. Right below the center of the spiral there was a raised platform and on that platform there was a large king sized canopy bed with black silk sheets hanging down to cover the bed. The sheets on the bed were crimson velvet and the pillow cases were a black silk. Beside the bed there was a huge dresser that looked warped. It’s curved base went up to a pointed top and the drawers were just as twisted as the dresser its self. The handles on the drawers were a dark metal of some kind and they shone bright, despite the rooms dark atmosphere.
“What a strange room this is.” Alice whispered, running up to the bed to run her hands along the soft velvet. It was the same material that her dress was made of and she sighed with pleasure. Everything was so odd yet so pleasant in this odd place.
“You like it?” the Hatter asked, snaking his arms around her waist from behind.
She jumped at his touch and turned to face him.
“It’s different, I’ll give it that.” she said, placing her hands on his chest.
“Yes, but do you like it?” he asked again, pulling her closer.
Alice sighed. She did like it but she didn’t want to say as much. She wanted to leave. To go home and be in her own bedroom. At the thought of her home, the room began to shift, everything changing, even the bed. Soon it looked just like her room. Dark green walls and a dark grey ceiling. The water bed was queen sized and it had dark green silk sheets and a dark green velvet comforter. The pillows had light green silk pillow cases on them. The curtains were a dark grey but the windows were still not underneath them. The dresser was her own white dresser with painted on ivy running up the sides of it.
The Hatter breathed in deep. He had never thought to see the inside of her bedroom again. It was so strange but he felt comfortable in it. Almost like it should be his own. He smiled and placed a light kiss on the top of Alice’s curly red hair.
She looked up at him and he saw something different in her eyes. Not a sadness but something else. Something soft. He grinned. He wondered if she was happy. He wanted her to be happy. If only for one night, he wanted to see her truly smile. Who knew when the next would be considering what she was about to be put through.
“What’s wrong?” she asked, running her hands up and down his chest as if to soothe him.
“Nothing my sweet Alice, nothing. I’m just admiring you is all. Oh, and by the way, I was kissing you because I wanted to. Not just because I needed to bring you here.” he said softly, bending his head down and hovering just over her mouth.
Alice gasped and started to say something but was stopped as he locked his mouth onto hers with such fierocity that she almost fell over, only standing because of his hands on her back. His tounge found it’s way in to her mouth and she sighed. His lips were so soft on hers and his tounge was so gentle. She loved it. Moaning into his mouth, she pushed up against him harder then usual and grasped his hips tight with her hands. The Hatter grinned inwardly. She was loving it, the way he was kissing her, the way he was holding her. He wanted more of her. He wanted all of her.
With one quick shove, he was lying above her on the bed, his hands placed beside her head. She breathed heavily and looked up at him and found only his mask. God how she wanted him to take the mask off so she could see what he really looked like underneath it.
With her free hands she reached up and grabbed the mask, slowly pulling it away. She heard a small gasp from the Hatter but he didn’t make any move to stop her. He closed his eyes as the mask slipped away from his face and found its way to the floor.
Alice ran her fingers along his cheek and smiled up at him. He was beautiful in a feminine sort of way. She found it very attractive for some reason.
"Why don't you open your eyes?" she asked, running her fingers along his lips, feeling their petel softness on her skin.
He shuddered and slowly let his eyes flutter open. Alice gasped and the Hatter pulled back. He hunched down in the corner of the bed and burried his head in his hands. He would have used his hat but it had fallen off sometime back when they tumbled to the bed.
Alice blinked and watched him huddle back in, not fear, but embarrassment. She couldn't understand why. She hadn't been repulsed or anything. She had been mesmorized. His eyes were a dark black, the pupils being a dark purple that was almost black. They had been captivating to her, though she figured from his reaction that more people found them frightening then not. She looked at him in wonder. He was such a strange man, and she began to wonder if he was even human but then remembered that she was in Wonderland and anything was possible in such a place.
She watched as his hunched form began to shake slightly. She heard soft sobbing noises and she crawled over toward him. She slowly reached out and lay a hand on his shoulder. He jumped and looked up at her. He was crying, but it wasn't regular tears that were falling from his eyes. It was drops of dark red blood. It stained his gloves and ran down his ivory skin, looking so out of place. His dark captivating eyes were so full of hurt.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have let you...I shouldn't have..." his voice cracked slightly and he buried his head back in his hands.
Again Alice reached out and this time wrapped her arms around his shaking body and held him close to her. He gasped and looked up at her, blood trickling down from his beautifuly dark orbs.
"Shhh," she whispered, rubbing circles on his back with her hands to pacify him. "It's okay. I like your eyes. They're very mistifying. I think they're beautiful."
"Y-you do?" he asked, sounding very much like a small hurt child.
"Yes." she replied, hugging him tighter.
As if to prove her point she pulled back enough to look him right in the eyes. He had stopped crying and had diminished to soft sniffs and hics. She didn't flinch or turn away in horror as she asumed many had already done. So that was why he wore the mask, because he found his eyes to be hidious and inhuman. Well, that just proved how crazy he really was. She smiled down on him and planted a soft kiss on his cheek, licking away the blood that he had cried, leaving that cheek pale and clean, just as it was before he had begun to weep. He gaped at her, mouth hanging slightly open. He wasn't sure how to react her stange behavior. She didn't seem to mind that he was so monsterous. He found it even more strange that she found his deformity beautiful rather then ugly, like everyone else had.
"H-how can you find them beautiful? How?" he asked, his voice filled with confusion.
"I'm not like everyone else my dear Hatter," she said, planting small kisses on each of his cheeks, licking the other clean like she had before. "I'm a strange creature, unlike the humans that I live among, and you realized that for me. I'm not like the others. I'm just as monsterous as you think you are in my world. At least everyone else seems to think so."
The Hatter laughed at that. "It's like a perfect match."
"Seems that way to me." she said, laughing right along with him.
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