A/N: Some fluffy fluff for fluff's sake! (try saying that five times fast)

Girly song in mind, but I did try to put them in the middle of an actual relationship and not just at its precipice (Kesha, True Love…yeah gag me with a spoon, so are the evils of youtube surfing)

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Sarah was neatly planted in a pile of folded knees. The day had passed well. Hoggle had taken her out for a round of spray the sprite, Ludo had presented her with a pretty pet stone, Didymus had managed not to hyperventilate on their afternoon walk. Yup, apart from a slight cold, she was feeling just peachy.

Jareth, clever creature that he was, had managed to magically improvise a power source and a wifi connection for her laptop in the castle, so now she could email home and browse the net like the rest of her Aboveground compatriots. Sarah sighed with delight—how nice it was to keep up with the technological developments of her former kith and kin! After all this time, and time passed differently in the Underground, she'd realized how important it was to keep in touch with her 'roots.' So, Jareth had been bringing her the paper, and now she enjoyed wireless access to numerous cultural quirks and amenities. True, she did visit from time to time, but there was enough to do in the Labyrinth as it was.

The Goblin Kingdom had become her home the day she gave her life in marriage to its king. Mercifully, she had been pleasantly surprised to find Jareth was quite in earnest when he'd offered Sarah her dreams. And while they were still two very distinct personalities, Sarah took joy in feeling her heart steadily intertwine with the heart of the only man who'd ever known to speak to it—a wondrous fae of a man, though not without his periodic bouts of impishness and devilish antics. In any case, time and perspective had shown Sarah the importance of being playful. Helped her understand forever wasn't some static interminable tomb of an eon. Forever was just a moment. A now-each now she lived as she lived it, and nothing more. Not long at all in fact. No sense in getting wound up about spending the rest of eternity Underground in a Goblin Castle. That's not how it worked anyway. She'd just been too young to understand at first. Now infinitely grateful for the patience of her king, excitement began to rise in her breast knowing he might be home any minute. Ah, how she triumphed at his returns! Hugging herself with a warm smile spreading across her features, Sarah never wanted to take her mate for granted. Fair enough, sometimes the occasional negligence or irritability was unavoidable, still nothing in either of their worlds was allowed to make her lose sight of the being she cherished most in her life.

Twirling a recent gift between her fingers, she caught her breadth at the sound of his voice from across the room. She could tell from his posture and the curve of his lips he was happy to be home. Her eyes drank in the vision of her king as lungs partook deeply of the air between them. He teased her. She let the tone of his voice work its way like heat into her soul. Then silence cradled the room.

Now situated satisfactorily on a row of firm cushions against the wall, Jareth wore the air of languid leisure like a robe. In no hurry, Sarah eventually got up and folded herself into the nooks and crannies of his sprawled frame. Moving with reverent deliberation, each touch and brush of contact expanded like secret revelation billowing in her spirit. Awe clinging to the back of her tongue, she finally lifted her gaze and wordlessly invited him to overwhelm her trembling orbs with the fierce yet tender mystery of his own.