Sarah looked outside the window of her apartment to see snow and rain mixing on the ground becoming a cold wet slush. Inside wasn't too much warmer, her heat had been off all day, and the repairman was scheduled to come in three days, which was exactly the time the storm was supposed to pass.
The real world was hard to live in, especially for Sarah. Having had such an adventure, being so close to something magical, it was horrifying having to go back to the real world. She missed a lot of things, but most of all she missed him.
She hadn't realized why she missed him, until she became a little older, that was when she realized her feelings for him. She also reflected about his feelings. Of course he was just there to capture her little brother, as he had probably done hundreds of times before with hundreds of other girls, but there was something in his eyes. Maybe she wanted him to feel different about her because she felt so much for him, but there was a feeling gnawing at the pit of her stomach that she wasn't kidding herself.
She could never have stayed with him, no matter what his plea, it wasn't her decision. She had to get Toby out of there, by any means possible, whatever kind of life she wanted to lead was up to her, but she could not ruin Toby's life.
She got under the covers of her bed and tried to fall asleep. His voice flashed into her mind, "Let me rule you, and you can have everything that you want. Just fear me, love me, do as I say, and I will be your slave."
Such words had been lost on a fourteen-year-old girl, but now their full meaning was appreciated, and as much as she may not want to admit it, was reciprocated. Half between a dream state and being awake, hardly knowing what she was doing, she slipped her hand past her waistband and down to her clit. She rubbed it gently and moaned softly.
If only it was the Goblin King's hand, if only it were him with her now. She put a finger inside her, longing so badly that it was him, that she had all of him, and he had all of her.
"Oh Jareth..." she moaned as she quickened her pace and added another finger, pushing them harder inside.
"Goblin King, Goblin King," she began chanting, as if he were the one driving her to the brink. She came quickly, screaming his name, nearly crying at the sorrow of never seeing him again.
"Sarah," a very real voice in the room said, "Sarah my love..."
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