Interruptions; 30kisses
Title: Interruptions
Author: sucrosesanction
Pairing: Alice Hamilton x Hatter
Fandom: Alice
Theme: Epsilon, 03. Ringing
Rating: Everyone
Summary: Poor Hatter, interrupted yet again.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters featured in Syfy’s Alice or in Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland or Through the Looking Glass.
A/N: So this is my "I'm really, really, obscenely sorry I didn't get my chapter up, but it's finals next week and research like crazy this week for research papers and I made fail with time management" post. I'll get it up as soon as the busy passes. A wee drabble until then.
to my other AlicexHatter ficlets.
Whatever had been happening before didn’t matter. The tea was forgotten and the books were dropped and the television was off because Alice’s lips were on his, hot and flush and swollen, simply because she had felt like acting on a whim. Hatter liked it when she acted on her urges.
He was utterly enraptured by the kiss. She tasted like strawberries and chocolate, with a slight hint of vanilla. Crumbs of fudge were still stuck to her lips from their sweet splurge, and Hatter slowly licked them away, savoring the little noises Alice was making in response. His hands wandered up and down her spine, eliciting small shivers from her and her hands tightened around his shirt.
They pulled apart for a moment, grinning at each other just to grin, a partial excuse to catch their breath. He held her tight in his arms - content to have her so close after the chance of never seeing her again had become a real possibility. They didn’t stay like that long, diving back into the kiss with intent and fervor. Hatter felt Alice’s nails dig into his back, and he arched into her curved form, his hands falling to her lower back. His hands dared to wander further, lightly brushing against the back of her pants.
Alice was leaning on him entirely, deepening the kiss, when the inevitable happened. Her phone rang. “Ignore it.” Hatter asked, a pleading look on his face.
She frowned, seeing ‘Mom’ blink on the display screen while the thing rang. “Not this time. Five minutes, I promise.”
“But Alice! Whenever your mom calls at this time she talks for at least forty minutes about nonsense like scrapbooking and hot cocoa!”
Alice flipped open her phone, mouthing a promise to Hatter while she entertained her mother. Hatter settled with pouting.
Author: sucrosesanction
Pairing: Alice Hamilton x Hatter
Fandom: Alice
Theme: Epsilon, 03. Ringing
Rating: Everyone
Summary: Poor Hatter, interrupted yet again.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters featured in Syfy’s Alice or in Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland or Through the Looking Glass.
A/N: So this is my "I'm really, really, obscenely sorry I didn't get my chapter up, but it's finals next week and research like crazy this week for research papers and I made fail with time management" post. I'll get it up as soon as the busy passes. A wee drabble until then.
to my other AlicexHatter ficlets.
Whatever had been happening before didn’t matter. The tea was forgotten and the books were dropped and the television was off because Alice’s lips were on his, hot and flush and swollen, simply because she had felt like acting on a whim. Hatter liked it when she acted on her urges.
He was utterly enraptured by the kiss. She tasted like strawberries and chocolate, with a slight hint of vanilla. Crumbs of fudge were still stuck to her lips from their sweet splurge, and Hatter slowly licked them away, savoring the little noises Alice was making in response. His hands wandered up and down her spine, eliciting small shivers from her and her hands tightened around his shirt.
They pulled apart for a moment, grinning at each other just to grin, a partial excuse to catch their breath. He held her tight in his arms - content to have her so close after the chance of never seeing her again had become a real possibility. They didn’t stay like that long, diving back into the kiss with intent and fervor. Hatter felt Alice’s nails dig into his back, and he arched into her curved form, his hands falling to her lower back. His hands dared to wander further, lightly brushing against the back of her pants.
Alice was leaning on him entirely, deepening the kiss, when the inevitable happened. Her phone rang. “Ignore it.” Hatter asked, a pleading look on his face.
She frowned, seeing ‘Mom’ blink on the display screen while the thing rang. “Not this time. Five minutes, I promise.”
“But Alice! Whenever your mom calls at this time she talks for at least forty minutes about nonsense like scrapbooking and hot cocoa!”
Alice flipped open her phone, mouthing a promise to Hatter while she entertained her mother. Hatter settled with pouting.