Posession

Possesion

Alin Win Wonderland is proper property of one Lewis Carol (real name: Charles Lutwidge Dodgson)

Now, with that said and done. I command the story to begin!

*GONG*

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Possesion
Princess Lemon

Yes, I left Wonderland...but, only so as I could grow up a little more.

I waited untill my sixtenth year to return and went back to the tea party. Everything was the way I left it, time truely seemed to have stopped for them. So they were indeed surprised to find that I had changed from the little girl who bardged in on their party those few years ago. This surprise worn off quickly enough and I was invited to return to the tea party which I have never left since then. I am glad to say that I am happy here and I have never regretted my decision. Our days are spent together at the tea table with the others, playing a merry game of musical chairs as we laugh and chat over what is placed at the table which somehow replenishes itself to no end. Our nights though, are more often spent just the two of us. Yes, sometimes I am shared with the others...but not tonight...

Tonight, it's just the two of us.

The day passed as it normally did, with the four of us around the tea table. Yet, even though time refuses to move for us, it can't seem to hold back the sun and the moon. So the sky changed from warm day to cool night and with heavy yawns we all head inside for the night and upstairs to the bedrooms. The others head off to their room as he leads me to our room. Once the door is closed behind us, we "get ready for bed".

I step towards the bed to undress but his arms wrap themselves around my waist before I can do so and his lips trail hot kisses around my neck, thus drawing out a sweet exhale from my lips as I begin to close my eyes in bliss. He begins to undress me and kisses the rest of my skin as it becomes exposed, starting with my shoulder blades and moving down my back as his hands snake around to my chest to fondle my breasts. As the kisses trail back up my spine and his warm wet tounge trails faint patterns around my neck, he kneads my breasts together gently while twisting the nipples until they are nice and taunt. At the same time, I reach behind me and rub his penis through his pants, each stroke of my hand making him as hard as he's making my nipples. For a brief moment, I notice that my dress is still around my hips and mentally curse the fabric.

Turning around to face one another, out mouths collide with each other as if they are magents and my hands go for his cloths. The first thing to go is that stuffy looking jacket, next to follow is the shirt. I try to be patient with the buttons but they decide to be stubborn and they soon fly to the floor as the shirt is riped open. I rejoice in being able to touch him with my hands as his own go up and down my back, drawing me closer to him. I agree with him as he grinds up against me, we need to be closer than this, much closer.

In a blur of hands, the rest of our cloths make it on the floor where they are destined to remain for the rest of the night. Then, he guides me over to the bed where I am lain on my back and he is soon over me. Our mouths meet a couple more times before they trail their way down my neck...down my stomach...down to the little nest of dark curls which hides that one thing on my body his mouth seeks. Gentle fingers pry my lower lips apart and I soon feel his tounge and lips on me. I gasp and moan as they work their magic on me, led me into the warm currents of pleasure which slowly built into my first shuddering orgasim of the night. I let out a single gasp as I tilt my head back and grasp the sheets as my essence flows out for him to lick up like a type of honey.

As my body relaxes and I can still feel that throb in my groin, his face appears once more over mine. We kiss and I taste my self on his lips and in his mouth. As always, I am both surprised and amused by how sweet I taste. It is also at this same time that I feel his tip at my entrance and in the next moment he's inside of me. It doesn't hurt...anymore. It did the first time but I'm use to his size now and I fit him like a glove. He glides in and out of me easily, thanks to my fluids, and he once slow steady pace gradually becomes quicker and more eratic. I can hear his breath quicken with mine as those warm currents return, this time in both our bodies as my own works to keep pace and try to meet his thrusts. Breathing changes to whines and whines change to soft moans as we cling to one another, trying to get as close to one another as possible for that one moment...and it happens.

The muscles inside of my body tense and my back arches as I have another orgasim around him. As the white light blinds my closed eyes I can feel him come with me, his warmth spilling into deep inside of me as my name graces his lips. We hold onto each other as we let the orgasims finish themselves as our bodies relax before we pull apart from each other. Yes, this time was soft and sweet...but you should be here during those "rough" nights. But, this will have to do for the night and he keeps his right arm around me as we position our selves to lay on our sides, me in front of him, as he pulls the covers over us. Maybe if we get enough sleep, we can do this again before the sun rises...

But for now, there is only bliss and nuzzeling as the angels of our dreams call out to us, beckoning us to come play with them.

"I love you, Alice," he whispers in my ear before giving me one last kiss on my check. I look up and kiss him back on the lips before I return, "I love you, Hatter."