And He Hoped - Part 3
I don't own Alice in Wonderland or any of its characters. Based on the 2010 Tim Burton film.
Rated M for explicit adult content.
I extend a heart-felt Thank You to my wonderful friend and Beta-Reader, Wanderamaranth. This story is all the better because of her. :)
And He Hoped - Part 3
Tarrant dreams that Alice came to him, but it felt so real that he begins to wonder if it had been more than just a dream...
This is a Companion Piece to "And She Knew." This story is based on the following lyrics from the song "Hallelujah" written by Leonard Cohen and sung by Rufus Wainwright.
This story is dedicated to Paradisical.
"And she tied you to her kitchen chair
She broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew your Hallelujah"
Alice sighed in relief. Tarrant leaned back and looked down, barely able to believe that their bodies were joined so intimately! He narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but stare at this miracle. She had given him the most precious gift of all; her love! And she had also given him her body. Although, he knew, he had best not move until she gave him the word. He didn't want to cause her...
"Tarrant...are you all right?" she asked him, her face shiny with perspiration.
"Am I...Am I all right?" he stammered. "Lass, I'm in yeh up teh th' hilt an' yeh..." (Stop the brogue, laddie! Keep your head!) "Alice, I'm the one who...who hurt you, and..."
"I'm fine, Tarrant," she said, and he felt her relaxing gradually around him.
Ah, she felt wonderful now! Not that she hadn't before, but now that her body was accommodating him and she wasn't in so much discomfort, she felt incredible!
"You can move now," she whispered, kissing the tip of his nose playfully.
Tarrant hugged her tightly and when he assured himself that her body was no longer taut with pain, he decided to bend to her will. Slowly, very slowly, he began to move within her. He watched her face closely for any sign that he was hurting her.
"Tarrant," she said, noticing his concern, "don't worry! This feels...well...better!"
She was a brave one, his Alice was! Tarrant kissed her deeply and pulled her pelvis closer. Alice was loving him! She was wanting him and being with him and now, she was a part of him!
Suddenly her lips left his and he felt kisses peppering his face. "Tarrant, it's all right! I'm fine! Please, don't cry!"
Puzzled, Tarrant raised a hand to his face. It came away wet with tears!
"I...Alice...I'm not...I mean I am, but...I must be crying because I'm so happy!"
"Happy?"
"Yes! You love me! You came to me and you gave me your love! And not only that, you want to be with me and want me with you and inside you and..."
Alice laughed and kissed him again. "I adore you, Tarrant! I was wondering if you were in pain, or perhaps even regretting..."
"Regretting?" He stared at her, incredulous. "How could I regret any of this? You are the best thing in my life! You are my world, Alice! You are my world and my dreams and my stars and my... Alice, you're my Everything!"
"Well..." Her brow furrowed for a moment, and then smoothed. She smiled. "I didn't know! I just saw your tears and wondered if you were all right."
"I'm better than all right, my Alice," he said, "I couldn't be better if I wanted to be, because I couldn't possibly want to be better. That would be impossible for even me, even if I tried to believe that it wasn't impossible."
"Then prove it," she said, nudging her hips forward. "Prove it right now!"
Tarrant closed his eyes for a moment as her eager body clamped firmly and purposefully around that part of him that now felt so at Home. He tilted his pelvis so that he was slightly more beneath her and Alice raised herself in order to come down upon him more fully.
She bit her lip and winced once, but then she relaxed and moved insistently on him, tightening her thigh muscles to raise and lower herself. Tarrant pulled her hips downward, then helped raise her until they found just the right rhythm.
Groaning, sighing, grunting, and perspiring, they came together again and again until Alice gasped loudly and came down upon him to stay. She stared into his eyes.
"I...I feel as though I'm...coming apart!" she whispered frantically.
Tarrant held her firmly and made circular motions with his hips, feeling every possible space inside her, rubbing every wall and nudging toward the very edge of her womb. He sharply bit his own lip as he probed as deeply inside her as he could. This was his Alice welcoming him to the very depths of her body, even as she was welcoming him completely into her heart!
It was all he could do to keep his eyes open to gaze into hers as he saw them flicker from azure to silver, then almost white, and then back to azure again as she convulsed and shuddered around him. The panting and mewling sounds of her pleasure pushed him over the edge of his own abyss and even as he felt himself fall, he knew he was in actuality flying, or floating, or...don't think; just feel!
It was the aftershocks of his peak of bliss that caused Tarrant to shake violently and clutch his Alice so tightly against his chest. He cried out endearments that were unintelligible, yet he knew she understood. He shuddered and quivered and his legs spasmed so powerfully that he heard the sound of something cracking.
Had they splintered the legs of the chair?
Suddenly they plummeted to the floor, the chair breaking beneath them. Alice's eyes were closed and the lock of his orange hair was laying in her open, motionless hand.
Tarrant flipped himself onto his knees, terrified.
"Alice! Alice, are yeh all righ'?"
She didn't respond. He gently slapped her cheeks, desperately hoping to see her eyes open. Nothing.
"Alice!" He knew that she should be all right, that the fall wasn't so far nor so bad, but why wasn't she conscious?
"Alice!" he cried out again, this time pressing his ear to her breast. Thank Goodness! He heard a strong and steady heart-beat. He sighed in relief and did not move. The sound of her heart was so welcome and comforting. It was so constant and soothing. In fact, it was almost like a lullaby. He closed his eyes. Yes, all was well.
And then he felt it; the smallest surge of panic and an underlying feeling of loss. The golden tinge of Promise was still there, but the sense of loss shoved its way to the forefront of his mind.
He tried to open his eyes, but they may as well have been glued shut. He could not force them open no matter how hard he tried. He groped for Alice, and pressed his head harder against her breast, but she was feeling less solid by the moment.
Where was she going? Why couldn't he open his eyes?
It's time. It's time to Awaken.
What? That made no sense!
And then Tarrant lost all awareness.
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He awoke on the kitchen floor, naked, cold, and confused. His eyes sluggishly opened and took in the scene. He lay beside a broken chair. And then the memories flooded back. Alice had been here! She had been here with him!
Or...had she? There was no sign of her. He struggled to his knees and searched the floor and then the room. Alice was nowhere to be seen. Had it all been a dream? Had he gone Mad and imagined her with him in this room?
But then his eyes caught sight of himself and he looked down more closely. Yes, she had been there with him! There was no doubt at all!
Tarrant never would have imagined that the sight of blood mixed with seed on his member would be so beautiful to him.
He raised a hopeful hand to his hair where she had cut it. Yes...a piece was missing. She had gone away. For now. But she had taken his lock of hair with her.
Underland had given them a Gift. She had given them time together. And Tarrant Hightopp knew in his heart that this would not be the only time they would come together before she returned to Stay.
Tarrant rose to his feet. He would clothe himself but not bathe; not today. He wanted to keep that precious evidence of Alice with him a while longer. He would spend the day outside. He would walk and walk and walk, and take in every precious sight that he could. And he would thank the Spirit of Underland.
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