Top Hat, Chapter 6: Something of Note
Chapter 5: Simply Mad is here
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The black fedora still smelled like his cologne. Alice had it sitting on her stomach as she lay in bed. Three days had passed and Hatter still hadn’t come back. For once in Alice’s life, Carol gave her a wide berth and allowed her to wander aimlessly around the apartment undisturbed. Alice had the cracks in her ceiling memorized, a constellation of damages that emphasized the age of the building and kept her distracted for hours every day. At least she had something of his, something that really smelled like him to keep her grounded. There were two large coat racks and two bags of clothes from Goodwill sitting in the entry still, but they technically belonged to her, she had purchased them.
All he had said was ‘I’m going to let you think about what you just asked me.’ And then he was gone. He didn’t say he was never coming back, but he didn’t say he would come back either. He just left her alone to think about how much she had insulted him.
Around ten o’clock pm the fourth day Hatter had been gone, a brown envelope slid under Alice’s bedroom door. She was asleep but extremely jumpy and awoke with a start. She looked around, confused; Alice couldn’t see the envelope from her bed but she knew that something had to have made the noise so she got out of bed slowly. Padding towards her door, she stepped on the envelope and practically had a heart attack. Picking it up warily, Alice walked to her desk and flicked on the lamp beside Hatter’s favorite cup.
‘This came for you,’ Carol’s neat scroll told her on a small sticky note. Whatever her mother had slid her must be important, the packet was stuffed full and bulging. In fact, she wondered how Carol had managed to fit it under the door.
The envelope had no label or writing on it, just closed with a little red string that wrapped around a metal brad. Alice carefully unwound the string and pulled back the paper flap, emptying the contents of the envelope on the desktop. Her jaw dropped.
In front of Alice lay dozens of papers detailing then man she new as David Hatter: birth certificate, report cards, secondary school diploma, letters of recommendation, health records, work applications, a rental agreement for an apartment, and tons of other papers for things Alice didn’t recognize. She shuffled through all the papers, finding a legal British driver’s license with Hatter’s photo and information. It was everything Hatter needed to get a job, rent an apartment… get married someday. For every question or problem he could come across, it seemed like there was a paper to take care of it. There was even a city bus pass and a credit card.
At the bottom of the stack there was a piece of yellow paper, seemingly ripped from a legal pad like her father used to write on. It read thus:
Jellybean,
If you ever read this, you have to know that I never wanted to leave you. I love you very much. Please thank Mr. David Hatter for the delivery of this letter if it ever reaches you.
Dad
The note was dated just a day after her father’s disappearance. Alice turned the paper over and something was scrawled on the other side, almost illegible.
I love you.
H
The paper fluttered out of Alice’s hand to the floor. Her father had met Hatter before, when he was first brought to Wonderland and had had enough sense to write her a note, not to mention leave it with a man who, odds are, Alice would never meet. How could her father have possibly known she would come to Wonderland? For that matter, how could he have trusted that she would meet Hatter? After all, Wonderland was a big place and she could’ve been there for years without meeting him… but it had reached her. And Mr. David Hatter had to have delivered it.
The doorbell rang once, scaring Alice out of her wits. She threw her bedroom door open with a bang and sprinted down the hall to the living room, frantic. Skidding to a stop, Alice flung open the front door.
There was nobody there.
Alice left the door to the apartment open, running down the hallway to see if somebody had gone down the stairs. When she reached the bottom of the stairs, the lobby was empty. Alice rode the elevator up, puzzled deeply. When she reached the apartment’s door standing agape, she noticed a little paper tucked under the doormat. She opened it cautiously.
A -
I think you’re home but you must be asleep. Don’t leave, I’ll come back in an hour.
H
Alice sat down on the floor against the wall in the hallway, paying no mind to the front door, which remained ajar. If he was coming back, she would be there, ready for him.
* * *
“Alice,” a smooth voice echoed in her head, somewhere far away. “Sweetheart…” warm skin brushed her cheek gently. She was exhausted and nowhere near consciousness as the being lifted her fireman style. Her head touched her pillow gently and she was tucked into her bed. Alice would later kick herself for not waking up, but for now, she slept.
Pleasant dreams swam through Alice’s head as she slept peacefully. Hatter was there with her in every one of them with his arm around her, holding her hand, playing with her hair. The dreams weren’t much more then slices of life; nothing much happened beyond a peaceful existence with Hatter.
When Alice woke up, Hatter was nowhere to be found. She wasn’t sure if he’d ever been there at all, dreams had deceived her before, but that didn’t stop her from searching the entire apartment twice over just to make sure. It was about ten o’clock in the morning; she had been asleep over twelve hours. On the counter in the kitchen, there was a note from her mother and a $20 bill. The note told her that Carol had been called away on a business trip for a few days in Milwaukee but that she would be back as soon as she could. Good riddance, Alice thought. The more time away from Carol, the better.
Alice poured herself a bowl of cereal but never got to the fridge to take out the milk. By the time the frosted flakes were in the bowl, she wasn’t hungry anymore. Hatter HAD to have been there, how else would she have gotten to bed? Alice huffed, dumping the cereal unceremoniously back into the box and bringing the bowl back to rest on the counter with a clatter. Rubbing her eyes in frustration, Alice leaned against the counter on her elbows and tried to breathe.
Four days. Hatter had been gone four days. If she ever saw him again, she wasn’t sure if ‘I’m sorry’ would cut it. Turning to go bury herself in her sheets once more, Alice ran smack into Hatter.
“Oh my god,” Alice immediately threw her arms around his neck and held on for dear life. Even with her eyes closed, they burned with tears of relief. With no words, Hatter lifted her up so she was sitting on the counter and she buried her face in his neck. “I’m so sorry,” She whispered almost inaudibly, trying to speak through her tears.
“I got papers,” He said simply, rubbing her back protectively.
“I saw that,” She laugh/sobbed, sitting back to look at him. “How in the world-“
“Wonderland.”
“You found a way back?” She asked, brushing his jaw lightly with the pad of her thumb.
“Yeah. The only way I could make things right was if I got my papers, pure and simple. So I rather resourcefully found a way back to Wonderland.” Hatter wiped a tear-trail off her cheek with a handkerchief pulled from his back pocket.
“But you didn’t do anything wrong, I was the one-“
“It doesn’t matter anymore. I’m sorry I was gone so long, it took awhile to locate Caterpillar.”
“It’s ok,” Alice shrugged lightly, managing a light smile in spite of the continuous waterworks. “How’d you manage to find a way through the Looking Glass?”
“That’s a subject for later, I’d rather not think about it,” Hatter shivered involuntarily. “I hope that Caterpillar covered everything, I never want to go back to Wonderland again.” Hatter stood between her knees, holding onto her hands tightly. “I love you, Alice, I hope you know that.”
“Oh,” She breathed, touching her fingers lightly to his lips. “I love you so much, you really are what makes me happy.” Alice kissed him again, as if she were afraid he was going to disappear into thin air. Hatter threaded his fingers in her hair and cradled her head, pressing her lips to his tightly. He was startlingly cautious with his hands, not wishing to hurt her. He still didn’t know his own strength sometimes, something made clear to him by Dodo after he’d punched the sour grape in the arm and broke his shoulder.
Alice latched her legs around his waist, tongue begging entrance to Hatter’s all-too-willing mouth. Hatter deepened the kiss, fingers deftly playing with the waistband of her sleep shorts. Alice moaned softly when one of his hands found its way under her shirt, one of his from Goodwill. Alice didn’t care that they were in the middle of the kitchen; she wanted him in every sense, no matter what it took. Even if that meant giving the pots and pans a little show. The feel of his strong hand against her tender skin was like fire as he cupped her bare breast. She gasped when his thumb discovered her nipple, arching into his hand.
“Hatter-“ She breathed in between heated kisses.
“Hmm,” He answered, attentions never faltering.
“I need you,” She groaned as he kissed behind her ear, blowing on the wet spot. Without another word, Hatter scooped her up, carrying her to her bedroom and kicking the door shut. Alice took off his hat and tossed it over her bedpost, where it belonged.
“What about your mum?”
“Out of town,” Alice responded, with a gasp as Hatter dropped her onto the bed and pinned her hands above her head.
“I don’t have any-“
“On the pill,” She assured him.
“Is this what you want?” He asked gently, grazing her lips ever so slightly with his own. Alice inclined her head up to catch his lips before he could pull away.
“Yes,” She replied simply.
“If you want me to stop, just say so.”
“Don’t you dare,” Alice panted.
Hatter tugged at the waistband of her shorts, placing a kiss just below her belly button. Slowly, he pulled them down her lean legs, fingertips trailing down her legs as if she were something entirely new to him.
Alice watched him as he explored her body gently, slowly helping her out of her shorts. One at a time, Hatter liberated the buttons at the front of her shirt, placing light kisses on her skin above where each button had closed. Alice had no bra to bother with, something she thanked God silently for as Hatter flicked his tongue against one of her nipples. He took his time, paying each of her breasts special attention and leaving a small hickey above her heart. Alice thought she might go crazy, grabbing his shirt and pulling him back to her lips. Her hands found his waistband and she yanked his shirt un-tucked. Hatter managed to shuck his shirt off without leaving her lips, tossing it next to her shorts on the floor.
She tugged at his belt buckle and Hatter grabbed her hand, sitting up to unbuckle his belt and Alice rid herself of her own shirt, taking in his muscular chest. She knew he was built, she could tell whenever he hugged her, but she had no idea HOW built he really was. She looked at him from under her eyelashes as he stripped off his pants and boots, never breaking eye contact with him.
“Alice Hamilton, stop looking at me like that,” He teased with a grin, covering her body with his and kissing her soundly. Alice smiled against his lips, hands roaming his chest and tugging on the waistband of his silk boxers.
“These are offensive. Please remove them.”
Hatter chuckled, lightly snapping the band of her panties.
“You first.”
Alice stood next to the bed and slowly took off her underwear, causing Hatter to suck in sharply.
“You’re so beautiful,” He breathed, standing up and removing his boxers. Hatter stood inches from Alice, ghosting his hands down her sides. Her hands shadowed his chest as he kissed her tenderly, pulling her body tightly against his.
Hatter eased her back to the bed gently, nudging her knees apart with his own. Settling himself over her, Hatter rested his forehead against hers.
“Don’t stop now,” Alice whispered, catching his lips fervently and wrapping her arms around his torso.
Pulling one of her legs up around his waist, Hatter positioned himself at her entrance and nudged inside her. Alice broke the kiss with a little gasp, letting her head fall back as he began to move. Rolling her hips to meet his, Alice’s nails grazed over his back and she grasped his shoulder tightly. Hatter took his cues from the little noises at the back of her throat, quickening his pace. Alice latched her other leg around his waist, freeing Hatter’s hand to find her clit. She moaned into his mouth, and Hatter gripped her hip tightly, thrusting hard into her.
“Let go,” he murmured, laving on the soft spot below her ear. Alice felt herself tighten around him and her orgasm wracked through her body. Hatter followed, collapsing over her, face buried in her neck. Alice held him tightly against her, just breathing with him for a moment.
Hatter untangled himself from her, pulling her into his side protectively. Alice sighed happily, wrapping her arm around his waist.
“Wow,” He breathed after his heartbeat had returned to a normal tempo.
“Mmmm,” Alice smiled, nuzzling his neck.
“Maybe we should fight more often.”
“And why is that?” She laughed. Hatter brushed her hair out of her face and kissed her forehead.
“Because make-up sex is… divine.”
Alice rested her chin on his chest, amused.
“Or… we could just have make-up sex without a fight.”
“Hey, there’s a thought,” He chuckled, kissing her sweetly. “I want to take you to dinner tonight. I’ve got money now, so your time to pay for things is over.”
“Ok,” She smiled. “What are we gonna do the rest of the day?”
“Well… I want to show you an apartment I found. Would that be ok?”
“You found an apartment?” She asked, surprised.
“Yeah. It’s really nice. Well, I think it’s nice. It’s one of the Resistance-owned properties so we won’t have to pay rent. If you like it, I mean.”
“Hatter… that’s amazing! I’d love to go look at it!”
“I have the keys with my stuff. If you like it, we can move in anytime.” Hatter rubbed her back.
“Wow… I’d be crazy not to like it!” Alice kissed his stubbly chin and laid her head on his chest. “I think I’m gonna go take a shower and then we can go.”
“Mind if I join you? To conserve water, of course,” He said mischievously and Alice laughed.
“I’m ok with that.” She scooted off the bed and retrieved her robe from the hook behind her door. “You coming?”
“Right behind you,” He laughed, pulling on his boxers and chasing her out of her room and down the hall to the bathroom. Their shower took quite a while and the toweling-off process nearly cost them another shower.
With no warning whatsoever, someone knocked on the bathroom door and Alice paled, pinned on the floor by Hatter and the towel they were sharing. She motioned for him to be silent.
“Yes?” She called.
“Alice? My flight was delayed and I forgot one of my bags so I just came to pick it up before I have to be back at the airport. Are you ok? It sounded like you fell or something.” Carol called clearly through the door.
“Everything’s fine, I just dropped my soap,” Alice replied, causing Hatter to shake with silent laughter. She tried not to laugh out loud as Hatter shook his head.
“Ok. How much longer do you think you’ll be in there? I’d like to use the restroom before I leave again.”
“Just a few minutes. I have to finish drying off.”
“Alright,” Carol’s footsteps click-clacked back to another part of the apartment and Alice laughed quietly.
“I’m gonna have to come out soon or she’ll start to wonder,” She whispered and Hatter nodded.
“Ok, but I’m not climbing out that tiny window,” He indicated the window above the bathtub, which was little bigger than his head.
“Just… stand in the shower. The curtain’s always closed anyway, she’ll never know.”
“She knew last time,” He protested.
“You are not walking out of this bathroom with me, soaking wet, in just your boxers.”
“UGH. Fine. But you do your damndest to make her leave soon.” Hatter got off her and climbed into the shower, shutting the curtain dramatically.
“I love you,” Alice cooed and Hatter grunted in reply. She laughed, pulling her robe on and wrapping their towel around her hair. She opened the door cautiously, making sure Carol hadn’t been listening. “I’m out, Mom!”
“Thank you!” Carol replied and Alice quickly retreated to her room, just in case the bathroom exploded. A few minutes later, Carol’s signature knock sounded on her door.
“Are you leaving?” Alice asked, fully dressed.
“Yup. I’m off to Milwaukee until Friday. I take it you and Hatter made up,” Carol commented as Alice followed her to the living room. Carol grabbed all of her things and headed for the front door. “Only, tell him he really should breathe through his nose. He sounds like a dog, panting like that. Toodloo!” She blew Alice a kiss and closed the front door, leaving Alice standing there embarrassed, stunned, and slightly amused.
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Chapter 7: Kids Stuff is here
A/N: Ah, smut. It's was called for. Sorry this took so long.
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The black fedora still smelled like his cologne. Alice had it sitting on her stomach as she lay in bed. Three days had passed and Hatter still hadn’t come back. For once in Alice’s life, Carol gave her a wide berth and allowed her to wander aimlessly around the apartment undisturbed. Alice had the cracks in her ceiling memorized, a constellation of damages that emphasized the age of the building and kept her distracted for hours every day. At least she had something of his, something that really smelled like him to keep her grounded. There were two large coat racks and two bags of clothes from Goodwill sitting in the entry still, but they technically belonged to her, she had purchased them.
All he had said was ‘I’m going to let you think about what you just asked me.’ And then he was gone. He didn’t say he was never coming back, but he didn’t say he would come back either. He just left her alone to think about how much she had insulted him.
Around ten o’clock pm the fourth day Hatter had been gone, a brown envelope slid under Alice’s bedroom door. She was asleep but extremely jumpy and awoke with a start. She looked around, confused; Alice couldn’t see the envelope from her bed but she knew that something had to have made the noise so she got out of bed slowly. Padding towards her door, she stepped on the envelope and practically had a heart attack. Picking it up warily, Alice walked to her desk and flicked on the lamp beside Hatter’s favorite cup.
‘This came for you,’ Carol’s neat scroll told her on a small sticky note. Whatever her mother had slid her must be important, the packet was stuffed full and bulging. In fact, she wondered how Carol had managed to fit it under the door.
The envelope had no label or writing on it, just closed with a little red string that wrapped around a metal brad. Alice carefully unwound the string and pulled back the paper flap, emptying the contents of the envelope on the desktop. Her jaw dropped.
In front of Alice lay dozens of papers detailing then man she new as David Hatter: birth certificate, report cards, secondary school diploma, letters of recommendation, health records, work applications, a rental agreement for an apartment, and tons of other papers for things Alice didn’t recognize. She shuffled through all the papers, finding a legal British driver’s license with Hatter’s photo and information. It was everything Hatter needed to get a job, rent an apartment… get married someday. For every question or problem he could come across, it seemed like there was a paper to take care of it. There was even a city bus pass and a credit card.
At the bottom of the stack there was a piece of yellow paper, seemingly ripped from a legal pad like her father used to write on. It read thus:
Jellybean,
If you ever read this, you have to know that I never wanted to leave you. I love you very much. Please thank Mr. David Hatter for the delivery of this letter if it ever reaches you.
Dad
The note was dated just a day after her father’s disappearance. Alice turned the paper over and something was scrawled on the other side, almost illegible.
I love you.
H
The paper fluttered out of Alice’s hand to the floor. Her father had met Hatter before, when he was first brought to Wonderland and had had enough sense to write her a note, not to mention leave it with a man who, odds are, Alice would never meet. How could her father have possibly known she would come to Wonderland? For that matter, how could he have trusted that she would meet Hatter? After all, Wonderland was a big place and she could’ve been there for years without meeting him… but it had reached her. And Mr. David Hatter had to have delivered it.
The doorbell rang once, scaring Alice out of her wits. She threw her bedroom door open with a bang and sprinted down the hall to the living room, frantic. Skidding to a stop, Alice flung open the front door.
There was nobody there.
Alice left the door to the apartment open, running down the hallway to see if somebody had gone down the stairs. When she reached the bottom of the stairs, the lobby was empty. Alice rode the elevator up, puzzled deeply. When she reached the apartment’s door standing agape, she noticed a little paper tucked under the doormat. She opened it cautiously.
A -
I think you’re home but you must be asleep. Don’t leave, I’ll come back in an hour.
H
Alice sat down on the floor against the wall in the hallway, paying no mind to the front door, which remained ajar. If he was coming back, she would be there, ready for him.
* * *
“Alice,” a smooth voice echoed in her head, somewhere far away. “Sweetheart…” warm skin brushed her cheek gently. She was exhausted and nowhere near consciousness as the being lifted her fireman style. Her head touched her pillow gently and she was tucked into her bed. Alice would later kick herself for not waking up, but for now, she slept.
Pleasant dreams swam through Alice’s head as she slept peacefully. Hatter was there with her in every one of them with his arm around her, holding her hand, playing with her hair. The dreams weren’t much more then slices of life; nothing much happened beyond a peaceful existence with Hatter.
When Alice woke up, Hatter was nowhere to be found. She wasn’t sure if he’d ever been there at all, dreams had deceived her before, but that didn’t stop her from searching the entire apartment twice over just to make sure. It was about ten o’clock in the morning; she had been asleep over twelve hours. On the counter in the kitchen, there was a note from her mother and a $20 bill. The note told her that Carol had been called away on a business trip for a few days in Milwaukee but that she would be back as soon as she could. Good riddance, Alice thought. The more time away from Carol, the better.
Alice poured herself a bowl of cereal but never got to the fridge to take out the milk. By the time the frosted flakes were in the bowl, she wasn’t hungry anymore. Hatter HAD to have been there, how else would she have gotten to bed? Alice huffed, dumping the cereal unceremoniously back into the box and bringing the bowl back to rest on the counter with a clatter. Rubbing her eyes in frustration, Alice leaned against the counter on her elbows and tried to breathe.
Four days. Hatter had been gone four days. If she ever saw him again, she wasn’t sure if ‘I’m sorry’ would cut it. Turning to go bury herself in her sheets once more, Alice ran smack into Hatter.
“Oh my god,” Alice immediately threw her arms around his neck and held on for dear life. Even with her eyes closed, they burned with tears of relief. With no words, Hatter lifted her up so she was sitting on the counter and she buried her face in his neck. “I’m so sorry,” She whispered almost inaudibly, trying to speak through her tears.
“I got papers,” He said simply, rubbing her back protectively.
“I saw that,” She laugh/sobbed, sitting back to look at him. “How in the world-“
“Wonderland.”
“You found a way back?” She asked, brushing his jaw lightly with the pad of her thumb.
“Yeah. The only way I could make things right was if I got my papers, pure and simple. So I rather resourcefully found a way back to Wonderland.” Hatter wiped a tear-trail off her cheek with a handkerchief pulled from his back pocket.
“But you didn’t do anything wrong, I was the one-“
“It doesn’t matter anymore. I’m sorry I was gone so long, it took awhile to locate Caterpillar.”
“It’s ok,” Alice shrugged lightly, managing a light smile in spite of the continuous waterworks. “How’d you manage to find a way through the Looking Glass?”
“That’s a subject for later, I’d rather not think about it,” Hatter shivered involuntarily. “I hope that Caterpillar covered everything, I never want to go back to Wonderland again.” Hatter stood between her knees, holding onto her hands tightly. “I love you, Alice, I hope you know that.”
“Oh,” She breathed, touching her fingers lightly to his lips. “I love you so much, you really are what makes me happy.” Alice kissed him again, as if she were afraid he was going to disappear into thin air. Hatter threaded his fingers in her hair and cradled her head, pressing her lips to his tightly. He was startlingly cautious with his hands, not wishing to hurt her. He still didn’t know his own strength sometimes, something made clear to him by Dodo after he’d punched the sour grape in the arm and broke his shoulder.
Alice latched her legs around his waist, tongue begging entrance to Hatter’s all-too-willing mouth. Hatter deepened the kiss, fingers deftly playing with the waistband of her sleep shorts. Alice moaned softly when one of his hands found its way under her shirt, one of his from Goodwill. Alice didn’t care that they were in the middle of the kitchen; she wanted him in every sense, no matter what it took. Even if that meant giving the pots and pans a little show. The feel of his strong hand against her tender skin was like fire as he cupped her bare breast. She gasped when his thumb discovered her nipple, arching into his hand.
“Hatter-“ She breathed in between heated kisses.
“Hmm,” He answered, attentions never faltering.
“I need you,” She groaned as he kissed behind her ear, blowing on the wet spot. Without another word, Hatter scooped her up, carrying her to her bedroom and kicking the door shut. Alice took off his hat and tossed it over her bedpost, where it belonged.
“What about your mum?”
“Out of town,” Alice responded, with a gasp as Hatter dropped her onto the bed and pinned her hands above her head.
“I don’t have any-“
“On the pill,” She assured him.
“Is this what you want?” He asked gently, grazing her lips ever so slightly with his own. Alice inclined her head up to catch his lips before he could pull away.
“Yes,” She replied simply.
“If you want me to stop, just say so.”
“Don’t you dare,” Alice panted.
Hatter tugged at the waistband of her shorts, placing a kiss just below her belly button. Slowly, he pulled them down her lean legs, fingertips trailing down her legs as if she were something entirely new to him.
Alice watched him as he explored her body gently, slowly helping her out of her shorts. One at a time, Hatter liberated the buttons at the front of her shirt, placing light kisses on her skin above where each button had closed. Alice had no bra to bother with, something she thanked God silently for as Hatter flicked his tongue against one of her nipples. He took his time, paying each of her breasts special attention and leaving a small hickey above her heart. Alice thought she might go crazy, grabbing his shirt and pulling him back to her lips. Her hands found his waistband and she yanked his shirt un-tucked. Hatter managed to shuck his shirt off without leaving her lips, tossing it next to her shorts on the floor.
She tugged at his belt buckle and Hatter grabbed her hand, sitting up to unbuckle his belt and Alice rid herself of her own shirt, taking in his muscular chest. She knew he was built, she could tell whenever he hugged her, but she had no idea HOW built he really was. She looked at him from under her eyelashes as he stripped off his pants and boots, never breaking eye contact with him.
“Alice Hamilton, stop looking at me like that,” He teased with a grin, covering her body with his and kissing her soundly. Alice smiled against his lips, hands roaming his chest and tugging on the waistband of his silk boxers.
“These are offensive. Please remove them.”
Hatter chuckled, lightly snapping the band of her panties.
“You first.”
Alice stood next to the bed and slowly took off her underwear, causing Hatter to suck in sharply.
“You’re so beautiful,” He breathed, standing up and removing his boxers. Hatter stood inches from Alice, ghosting his hands down her sides. Her hands shadowed his chest as he kissed her tenderly, pulling her body tightly against his.
Hatter eased her back to the bed gently, nudging her knees apart with his own. Settling himself over her, Hatter rested his forehead against hers.
“Don’t stop now,” Alice whispered, catching his lips fervently and wrapping her arms around his torso.
Pulling one of her legs up around his waist, Hatter positioned himself at her entrance and nudged inside her. Alice broke the kiss with a little gasp, letting her head fall back as he began to move. Rolling her hips to meet his, Alice’s nails grazed over his back and she grasped his shoulder tightly. Hatter took his cues from the little noises at the back of her throat, quickening his pace. Alice latched her other leg around his waist, freeing Hatter’s hand to find her clit. She moaned into his mouth, and Hatter gripped her hip tightly, thrusting hard into her.
“Let go,” he murmured, laving on the soft spot below her ear. Alice felt herself tighten around him and her orgasm wracked through her body. Hatter followed, collapsing over her, face buried in her neck. Alice held him tightly against her, just breathing with him for a moment.
Hatter untangled himself from her, pulling her into his side protectively. Alice sighed happily, wrapping her arm around his waist.
“Wow,” He breathed after his heartbeat had returned to a normal tempo.
“Mmmm,” Alice smiled, nuzzling his neck.
“Maybe we should fight more often.”
“And why is that?” She laughed. Hatter brushed her hair out of her face and kissed her forehead.
“Because make-up sex is… divine.”
Alice rested her chin on his chest, amused.
“Or… we could just have make-up sex without a fight.”
“Hey, there’s a thought,” He chuckled, kissing her sweetly. “I want to take you to dinner tonight. I’ve got money now, so your time to pay for things is over.”
“Ok,” She smiled. “What are we gonna do the rest of the day?”
“Well… I want to show you an apartment I found. Would that be ok?”
“You found an apartment?” She asked, surprised.
“Yeah. It’s really nice. Well, I think it’s nice. It’s one of the Resistance-owned properties so we won’t have to pay rent. If you like it, I mean.”
“Hatter… that’s amazing! I’d love to go look at it!”
“I have the keys with my stuff. If you like it, we can move in anytime.” Hatter rubbed her back.
“Wow… I’d be crazy not to like it!” Alice kissed his stubbly chin and laid her head on his chest. “I think I’m gonna go take a shower and then we can go.”
“Mind if I join you? To conserve water, of course,” He said mischievously and Alice laughed.
“I’m ok with that.” She scooted off the bed and retrieved her robe from the hook behind her door. “You coming?”
“Right behind you,” He laughed, pulling on his boxers and chasing her out of her room and down the hall to the bathroom. Their shower took quite a while and the toweling-off process nearly cost them another shower.
With no warning whatsoever, someone knocked on the bathroom door and Alice paled, pinned on the floor by Hatter and the towel they were sharing. She motioned for him to be silent.
“Yes?” She called.
“Alice? My flight was delayed and I forgot one of my bags so I just came to pick it up before I have to be back at the airport. Are you ok? It sounded like you fell or something.” Carol called clearly through the door.
“Everything’s fine, I just dropped my soap,” Alice replied, causing Hatter to shake with silent laughter. She tried not to laugh out loud as Hatter shook his head.
“Ok. How much longer do you think you’ll be in there? I’d like to use the restroom before I leave again.”
“Just a few minutes. I have to finish drying off.”
“Alright,” Carol’s footsteps click-clacked back to another part of the apartment and Alice laughed quietly.
“I’m gonna have to come out soon or she’ll start to wonder,” She whispered and Hatter nodded.
“Ok, but I’m not climbing out that tiny window,” He indicated the window above the bathtub, which was little bigger than his head.
“Just… stand in the shower. The curtain’s always closed anyway, she’ll never know.”
“She knew last time,” He protested.
“You are not walking out of this bathroom with me, soaking wet, in just your boxers.”
“UGH. Fine. But you do your damndest to make her leave soon.” Hatter got off her and climbed into the shower, shutting the curtain dramatically.
“I love you,” Alice cooed and Hatter grunted in reply. She laughed, pulling her robe on and wrapping their towel around her hair. She opened the door cautiously, making sure Carol hadn’t been listening. “I’m out, Mom!”
“Thank you!” Carol replied and Alice quickly retreated to her room, just in case the bathroom exploded. A few minutes later, Carol’s signature knock sounded on her door.
“Are you leaving?” Alice asked, fully dressed.
“Yup. I’m off to Milwaukee until Friday. I take it you and Hatter made up,” Carol commented as Alice followed her to the living room. Carol grabbed all of her things and headed for the front door. “Only, tell him he really should breathe through his nose. He sounds like a dog, panting like that. Toodloo!” She blew Alice a kiss and closed the front door, leaving Alice standing there embarrassed, stunned, and slightly amused.
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Chapter 7: Kids Stuff is here
A/N: Ah, smut. It's was called for. Sorry this took so long.