A/N: Stupid "Marriage is…" I'm getting a little tired of that story making me do chapters for this story! *sigh* This takes place after snippet #5 of chapter 44. Please enjoy and please review!

"Tarrant, you'll have to come and get it!" And with that, I took my chances and made a break for the house.

"Wiley woman!" he called from the tea tables, probably shocked that I actually took off.

I made it into the house and up to our room before he caught up to me. It wasn't necessary for him to run, of course. I planned to give myself up once he reached the bedroom.

Hatter burst through the door and caught me around the waist. He swung me around a bit and playfully tossed me onto the bed.

"Are you quite finished now?" he asked, a grin just beginning to form.

"Oh, I suppose so. All good things must come to an end, after all."

He plucked the hat from my head and placed it back to his own. He leaned over me and his eyes began to darken.

"You know, you do look fantastic in my hat. But playtime is over."

"No, sweet Hatter, playtime is just beginning," I whispered.

"Maybe Ah shou' let yeh wear this more of'en," he said, eyes darkening already.

"Now, wait just a moment!" I said, somewhere between teasing and complete indignation. "Just a few minutes ago, you were quite cross that I had the hat at all!"

"Aye, but tha' wasnae on mah terms. If Ah place it on yehr head, then tha's different."

If I hadn't been in such an amorous mood from earlier, I would have let my stubbornness take over and given him an earful. But, as it was, I found the alternative to be a much better decision.

"I think you're being silly," I told him. "But seeing as how playtime has just begun, I'm going to ignore that fact for now."

"Oh, are yeh now?"

"Yes. Unless you would like some sort of argument to start?"

"Nae, luv! Ah like where we are jus' fine." He bent to kiss me and I already began to feel my toes curling. The man was the best kisser in the world. Not that I had any experience to say otherwise, but I couldn't imagine it any better.

Slowly, he made his way to my throat. "'ave Ah e'er told yeh how delicious yeh taste, poppet?"

I breathlessly answered, "I don't think you have."

"Well, yeh do." Hatter took a long lick from the base of my neck to my ear. "Like strawberries, tea an' somethin' all together Alice." He sucked a bit right behind my ear and made me moan like a mad woman. (Which I suppose I was…)

I could feel him grin against my skin. He was always so proud of himself when he played my body like an instrument. My husband was a brilliant musician when it came to love making.

His lips began to descend and he got to the neckline of my dress. "Bloody hell," he muttered. "Back buttons."

"I can't always allow you to get your way so easily," I giggled.

"Alice, if there's one thin' Ah can say abou' yeh, tis tha' yeh ne'er allow meh th' easy way."

I smiled wickedly. "Where's the fun?"

"Oh, we're abou' teh get there."

He grabbed the neckline and pulled, tearing straight down the bodice of the dress and quickly gaining access to my chest.

"Hatter!" I screeched. "I happened to have liked this dress!"

"Ah'll mend it, luv. But there are more important things righ' now than a perfect dress."

I wanted to huff a protest, but he quickly began to press kisses to my breasts, and a quick suck to an already hardened peak made me forget what I was going to say. Tarrant continued to worship me with his mouth. My head tossed back and forth and I gripped the comforter on the bed. Moans came from me with a fervor that I couldn't stop.

"Yeh're gonna wake Mally at this point," he whispered.

"I could wake the dead easier," I panted. "And I don't care right now."

"Yehr muchness is like a drug teh meh."

He began to kiss lower and lower until he reached the part of my dress he hadn't destroyed.

"Could you leave the skirt?" I said.

"Tha' lifts up. Ah'm all righ' with it." Tarrant pushed my skirt up to my waist and grinned. "Cricket, yeh 'ad today planned, dinnae yeh?"

"I'll admit to nothing," I said with a smile.

"Yehr lack o' knickers admits it fer yeh," he said as he slid a finger up my thigh. "Ah think mah naughty Alice wanted playtime more than she said."

"So, why are you stalling said playtime?"

"Good point," he whispered as the finger finally made it to my secret place. He ran it up and down and smirked. "Vury naughty Alice. Yehr ready fer meh already."

I smirked back at him. "Indeed."

He must have taken my smile as some sort of challenge and he bent lower to take a long, slow lick to my womanhood.

"Good God, Tarrant!" I shouted.

"Aye, luv?" he said before sucking at my bundle of nerves. My grip on the blankets tightened and I felt myself dancing on the edge already. Just when I thought I could take no more, Hatter plunged two fingers into me, pushing me over that edge. I screamed his name and my back arched so far that Tarrant had to hold me down.

"Sweet Alice, yeh're so perfect."

I tried to catch my breath. "You're amazing… and wearing far too many clothes."

"Well, tha' wasnae first on th' agenda."

"Perhaps it's next." I sat up quickly and was able to push him back onto the bed. Before he could say anything, I undid his belt and pants.

"Alice …" he began.

"Hush," I interrupted and swiftly removed his pants and shorts. His manhood sprung to life before me and I grinned as wide as Chess. "Seems as though you are quite ready for me yourself."

"Aye. 'ow can a man nae be?"

"Not any man. Just you. Always just you," I whispered as I took him into my mouth.

Bit of Outlandish phrases flew from his lips. Words that I knew only I heard. I sucked hard, knowing exactly what I needed to do to hear more of those delightful words. A few more sucks and licks had him right where I wanted him.

"Alice, if'n yeh want teh finish this properly, then yeh're gonna need teh stop what yeh're doin'."

"Oh, I'm nothing if I'm not a proper lady," I told him as I released him.

"Oh aye, prim and proper always," he said, rolling his eyes. "But jus' maybe Ah like th' side tha's nae a bit proper."

In a flash, he had me beneath him, pinned to the bed with both of my hands over my head. Years of physical training with the resistance had become quite useful in our bedroom.

His deep green eyes sparkled and his love shown from them. I felt like a goddess when he looked at me.

"Mah precious poppet, are yeh ready?"

"Do you need to ask? Please, Tarrant!"

"As yeh wish," he said softly into my ear as he pushed within me. I gasped with pleasure and he smiled. "Ah luv teh make yeh happy, Alice."

"You make me more than happy, Tarrant. But you'd make me even happier right now if you would just move!"

"Impatient Alice."

"It's something I'm known for," I growled as I moved my hips upward. He groaned and finally began to move.

"Better, luv?" he asked between breaths.

I could only nod as one hand caressed my cheek and slid down to my breast. His rough fingertips kept in time as he thrust deep in me.

"Mo ghràdh," I moaned before a string of Outlandish flew from my mouth.

"Naughty!" he playfully scolded for the words I had just used. "So much fer th' proper, eh, pet?"

"Clam up."

He heeded my command until he neared the end. "Alice, beloved, are yeh ready?"

"More than ready, sweet Hatter." And I was. I was desperate to finish with him.

He sighed and the hand that was at my breast traveled between us and began a delicious stroking at my bundle of nerves. "Yes, Tarrant!" I screamed as he yelled my name as well.

Hatter collapsed on top of me and we both smiled.

"We must look a sight right now," I said with a laugh.

He rolled off of me and laughed as well. "Yes, I suppose we do, what with your ripped dress, skirt around your waist and me dressed in my shirt and socks. I would think we look thoroughly ravaged."

"It would certainly feel as such."

"Then my work here is done," he added, waggling his eyebrows.

"So …" I began. "Can I wear your hat now?"

Tarrant just stared.

End note: Quite a few of you found "The Princess Bride" quote in the last chapter. There's a very easy one in here too from the same movie.