A/N: Ok, friends, here's the outtake from "Marriage is Just an Adventure into Madness" that I was asking about. I'm posting it separately so the original story can keep it's T-Rating. Please be kind about this one. I've never written this kind of story before.

After the wedding and the feast were over, Hatter led us to the room the Queen had given us. It was in the furthest wing the castle had. I wondered why we would be so far from everyone.

Tarrant scooped me up and carried me over the threshold. As he put me back on my feet, I just couldn't believe we were here. I admired the room as Hatter shut and locked the door behind us. The bed was enormous and there were lit candles everywhere.

"Do you like them? The candles? I requested them," he whispered as he held me from behind.

"They're beautiful. Oh, Tarrant, the whole day was beautiful."

"Not as beautiful as you. My Alice, you even outshone the Queen!"

I blushed. No matter how many times he complimented me, I could never get used to it. Not to mention, I was terribly anxious about what was about to take place.

"My love, you need not be nervous," he said, as though he was reading my mind. "This is new to both of us and we shall go at our own pace. Agreed?"

I smiled and nodded. Of course he would be wonderful about this as well.

"Good then. Now, first things first. Let's try to get more comfortable. May I help you with your shoes?"

He guided me to the bed and motioned for me to sit. He knelt in front of me and lifted my skirt just enough to see my boots.

"Alice, goodness! How many buttons are there?"

"Quite a few on each one. Shall I help you?"

"No, no. I just get the feeling that we'll be here awhile. Before things even get started," he sighed.

Finally, he removed both boots just as I adjusted the skirts I was holding. He noticed that I was just wearing socks.

"Alice! No stockings?" he teased.

"Why does everyone remark on that?" I said with a smirk.

"Naughty, naughty…" he said with a hitch in his voice.

Finally, he stood and carefully removed the stunning white hat from my head. It was a wedding present from him.

"It really is a gorgeous hat," I remarked.

"It had gorgeous inspiration," he replied, sitting next to me. He leaned over and kissed me gently, but it quickly escalated into more. He began peppering kisses up and down my throat and it was drawing the most delicious noises out of me. I began to realize why the Queen hid us away.

As he kissed (in the most wonderful ways), I reached up and removed his jacket. I then quickly undid his scarf, pulled it out of his collar and began working on the buttons of his waistcoat and shirt. Once those were out of the way, I wanted to reach for the kilt, but Hatter pulled back and smiled.

"Love, Ah believe yeh need teh catch up." His brogue began to appear and it just added to my excitement.

He pulled me to my feet and gently turned me around. Once he looked at the back of my gown, he gasped.

"More buttons? Are these things meant teh drive a groom mad?"

"Probably. Lucky for me, mine already is."

"Ah s'pose it does remove th' middlem'n," he muttered and went to work on loosening my gown.

As he reached the last button, it occurred to him that I wore nothing else underneath.

"Mah wanton Alice!"

"Corsets are like codfish. I had them sew something into the gown. More ridding of the middleman."

His eyes instantly turned a dark green. So dark they almost became black.

It seemed as though I had finally rendered the Mad Hatter speechless.

"Well, are you going to remove it?" I asked impatiently.

"Wot? Ah … well, Ah … aye, Ah suppose … Ah shall."

He really was adorable when flustered.

"Hatter," I whispered to snap him out of it.

"Ah'm fine," he gasped. "Thank yeh."

He gently began to pull at the material and helped me to step out of it, leaving me in only my knickers and socks.

"In all th' world, there is nae more beautiful creature than yeh," he whispered almost reverently.

I blushed and lowered my head. But he quickly put his hand beneath my chin and raised my eyes to his.

"Alice, ne'er be ashamed o' yehrself in front o' me. Ah am in awe o' yeh and Ah plan on worshippin' every … inch … o' yeh … tonight."

I almost lost it right there.

"Now, lie on th' bed please. Ah would like teh begin th' worshippin' now."

Who was I to say no?

Tarrant slowly rolled each of my socks down and tossed them behind him.

"You know, Hatter, I believe it is you who needs to catch up now," I said, motioning towards his still completely clothed lower half.

"Well, aye. But Ah don' want teh shock yeh wit' wot Ah 'ave 'ere."

"Oh Hatter, I've overheard the maids both at home and here at the castle. I know a bit what to expect. So, hurry along!"

If a smile could have rivaled the Cheshire, it would have been Tarrant's. In one motion, his shorts and kilt were down and I was faced with a terrifying prospect. I certainly didn't expect him to have so much muchness!

"Dannae worry, love. We were made fer one another, an' so this'll work perfectly," he whispered. He sat down and removed his socks and then turned to me. "Ah believe 'tis yehr turn again, sweet Alice." He put his hands on the waist of my knickers. "May Ah?"

I merely nodded, having no words myself now.

Torturously slow, he pulled them down my legs until suddenly we were both completely bare to each other.

I watched his eyes change shades several times between the dark green, a yellow, a strange yellow-green and then back to his dark green of lust. It must have taken him a moment to control what was going on in his head. I know I was having difficulty with it, so I could only imagine his plight.

"Ah believe now th' worshippin' can now commence," he whispered. "Please let meh know if Ah'm doin' somethin' wrong, mah sweet. Ah read up on this, but … well, we shall see, aye?"

I was going to ask him just what he read, but then he leaned over me, placed his hand on my cheek and began to kiss me. The question left my head instantly.

His hand slowly began to creep down my body. It was wonderful and delicious and perfect. The calloused hand finally got to my breast. He reverently began to caress me and I couldn't believe how wonderful it felt. His thumb delicately danced over my nipple and I thought I was going to burst.

He moved his mouth down my throat again and it was amazing. And then he reached my breasts. It felt scandalous, but I reminded myself that I was now a married woman and I was determined to enjoy myself.

The noises I was making now completely made me understand why the Queen hid us away. I couldn't even understand myself, though I'm sure there were a lot of "Hatter" and "Tarrant" and "Yes" involved.

And then his hand began moving lower. He reached the apex of my thighs and the world stopped.

"Alice, mah only Alice, mah sweet sweet Alice. Yeh're so … Well, it appears Ah do wonders fer yehr love life," he said with a proud grin.

He stroked and dipped and continued to make me chant utter nonsense. I was grateful beyond words that my husband worked so well with his hands, because he was doing wonderful things with them now. He continued to rub and plunge until finally I felt as though I couldn't contain myself. I screamed (something) and saw the stars explode behind my eyelids.

"Tarrant, Hatter, husband, that was …"

"A mind-bending experience?"

"I might be as mad as you now," I joked.

He continued his delightful teasing for a few more moments before asking, "Mah bride, do yeh think yeh're ready?"

"Oh please!"

"Th' answer Ah was longin' fer," he murmured and he settled himself between my legs. "Ah love yeh, mah wonderful Alice." And he pushed in.

It was an odd sensation. Stretching and filling and wonderful. Still, a little uncomfortable, but it seemed as though I heard it would hurt more. He continued to slowly make his way further, very nervous. And then he stopped.

"Alice, we've come teh th' point that Ah 'ave waited fer and yet dreaded. Ah believe this part will hurt some. Ah'm so, so sorry."

I just nodded, giving my approval to finally make me his in all ways. He gave one more thrust. And he was right, it did hurt. The tears came to my eyes.

"Oh Alice, sweet Alice! Ah'm so sorry mah dear, dear Alice. Forgive me."

"No, no," I said tensely. "I'm all right. I just need a moment."

"Ah'll wait as long as yeh need me too."

He really was a wonderful man. Not many men would have been so considerate.

Once the pain began to subside, I started to feel the wonderful stretching again. And began to think it could be even better.

"I'm ok. If you want to continue worshipping, I think now would be fine," I said, smiling my best.

He returned my smile and continued pushing. I was of course enjoying this as well, but I was intrigued by the look on Tarrant's face. Did I look like that as well? Suddenly his breathing and his pace sped up and I felt he must have been as close as I was just before. And then, I began to feel it again too. Surely I wouldn't have such another perfect experience already? But it was building and I felt as though if he stopped I would have surely gone even more mad. I felt complete and reckless and perfect and loved. With every thrust, I felt like I was flying.

Hatter brought his hand back between my legs and I just burst. There was a chorus of "Alice" and "Tarrant" and then we fell over the edge together. I had never been more blissful or more tired in my life.

Tarrant had all but collapsed on top of me. It felt right to have his weight there. Perfect. But he must have felt guilty and suddenly rolled off and out of me.

"Alice. Champion Alice. Wondrous Alice. Alice of much muchness! Tha' twas amazing."

"Indeed. Hatter, I never knew it could be that way. You were wonderful," I said with a yawn.

"Sleepy Alice," he sighed, kissing my cheek. His Outlandish brogue faded away, leaving his sweet lisp in its place. "Rest now. I think you'll be needing your strength later."

"Oh trust me, Tarrant, I'm not the only one."

"Minx!"

"You may have awakened a monster."

"I'll take my chances," he said with a chuckle.

"So … a kilt?" I asked.

"Yes, well, it is a tradition with my people. Did you not like it?"

"Oh Hatter. It was …" I almost had no words. "It was better than I could say. I'm not sure I ever told you how much I liked it on you when you wore it on the Frabjous Day."

"No, I'm quite sure you didn't. But I'm glad you enjoyed it. I'll try to wear them more often." His eyes sparkled with happiness.

"Not too often. Then it won't be special," I decided. "And I'm very glad you honored your family with it."

"Fair enough, sweetness. For now, sleep. I've longed to hold you as we sleep and now is my first chance."

I smiled and curled up to him as he held me close.

"I love you, Hatter."

"As I love you, Alice."

And we fell asleep, knowing our forever had finally begun.

A/N: Ok, like I said, please be kind!