A Lot Of Time off
I dedicate this story to my reviewers, who gave me the confidence to write more then I originally thought that I could but especially xfae-princessx for being so nice and giving me the kick up the arse that I needed to write this. xXx
Chapter one.
After three hours of aimlessly wandering the castle looking for Jareth to play with, Higgle decided to go to the royal bedchamber in search of "His majesty". As he approached the large wood and metal sculpted doors. The mesmerizing pattern of vines, with golden thorns carved into the large oak door creating the letter "J" kept Higgle's attention drawn away from the moans and grunts that could be herd from the corridor.
The royal seal held the door locked, not only by the golden bolt in the center of the J's tail but by the will and magic of the goblin king himself. The sudden silence followed by a loud "Thud" pulled Higgle from his thoughts of licking said door.
Pressing his ear to the cold door Higgle stifled a giggle as he intently to the discussion on the other side of the door.
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Sarah's P.O.V
"NO! No Jareth, forget it. It's just not going to happen. Never ever, ever…" I crossed my arms over my sheet-covered chest and stared at Jareth who was standing less then 2 ft away from me completely naked, which was making it very hard for me to not let him get his own way.
"Sarah this is just childish and if u think that you are going to get your way then you are sorrowfully mistaken." God! Even standing there in all his unfairly handsome glory wearing nothing but gorgeous skin and a smirk that make my knees go weak, he still stood his ground.
"Childish am I? Five minutes ago I was your one true love, your future queen and now I'm just a silly little child that you refuse to listen to?" I stared into his eyes trying hard to keep the smile from my face and/or letting my gaze wander to his still engorged flesh. Honestly this pain-in-the-arse of a man could go all night and probably would have if he hadn't of spoilt everything by speaking. Less than two hours ago I was a virgin and I've already had sex three times. The first time was in the Library, the second time was in the bath where I was supposed to be relaxing after my 'traumatic' experience. Yeah right! There was nothing traumatic about it. It rocked! How many other ex-virgins can say that they came on their first time? Then second time? Then third time? Not many. But then again how many ex-virgins can say that they have made love to the goblin king? Not many… hopefully. And the third time was in the now very messy but well used bed.
"WOW! Sarah I always knew you where smart and caught on quickly and I see that I was right. Now be a good little girl," This is where the true cunning side of the goblin king is revealed, so pay attention. He moved closer to me until I had to move my head backwards to maintain eye contact with his burning bright orbs. "And do as your told or I shall have to punish you in any way that I see fit." With the word "fit" he moved his warm hands, unseen by me, across my waist and slowly down the small of my back to take a firm grip on my butt. His large hands lifted my body into his, grinding us together. Only then did my eye contact falter when my eyes closed to concentrate on the feel of friction he was creating wonderfully. He is a bad, bad man. But God I love him. Not going to tell him this of course, I'll never get my own way every again if I did that.
"You're a dirty cheat Jareth. But…" I begrudgingly moved his hand from my butt and stepped away from his grasp to stand by the bed tightly clutching the white silk sheet around myself. A girls got to keep some things to herself, at least some of the time. "I'm not backing down, not now not ever."
Jareth sighed heavily at what I hope is defeat but I was clearly wrong. He holds up a bundle of cloth that had been scrunched up and left on the floor, out to me. "Sarah for the love of all three hundred and forty seven Gods and Goddesses just put the damn dress on…"
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I love that I have my feisty, overly courageous Sarah back after all this time, I honestly do but I really wish that she would just shut up and do as she's told…
I offer her a beautiful wine red, velvet dress with attached corset that would have enhanced the beauty of her… her looks shall I say?! But no she throws the dress on the floor and stomps on it in very unladylike, but not interlay un-enjoyable, manner considering she was naked at the time. Even as I stand outside her apartment door waiting for her to finish packing the belongings that she cannot live without, I still cannot work out how I ended up agreeing to coming back to the aboveground so that she could wear her own clothes.
What is so great about denim anyway? It doesn't show off her curves, any of her curves! And it doesn't come in a range of colours outside of black and blue. Almost like a bruise. Fantastic, my future queen insists on dressing like a bruise. Although the purple lace underwear I saw her pack did I must say feel wonderful.
Although it is the reason why I am now standing outside of her apartment waiting for her to pack, while a strange brown haired man is scowling at me.
"Who are you and what the hell are doing skulking outside of Sarah's apartment? Are you some kind of stalker?" He speaks. Bellowed would be more appropriate.
"And you are?" I arched an eyebrow intimatingly at him.
"Never mind who I am, who the hell are you? And what the hell are you doing standing outside of MY girlfriends apartm…?"
"Your girlfriend? Now when did that happen you sniveling, pathetic excuse for a man? Was it this morning when I woke up with Sarah laying in my arms, or was it last night when she and I made love all night long? Or anytime in the past 7 years when she lay awake at night imagining my hands running along her body," I walked closer to him steadily as I talked till I was close enough to whisper in his ear. "Satisfying the urge that was not, I can assure you, created by or satisfied by you. Now leave me and leave Sarah before I once again take matters into my own hands." How dare he think that he can even look at her, she is his wife to be and this miserable little creature deserves everything that he gets.
I formed a luminous green crystal in my left hand as I watched Sarah's little friend "Willy" run down the hall all but screaming like a little girl. Bitook my finest mischievous goblin's face appeared in the crystal.
"Bitook I have a job for you, I need you to come here and have some fun with our dear friend William, teach him the importance of shutting up… oh and bring a few friends." The crystal faded away with the sound of giggles and snorts.
"Why are you smiling? What have you done now?" Sarah was standing in the doorway looking beautiful in a short denim skirt (I'm starting to like Denim) embroidered with a pink rose and a white cotton long sleeved t-shirt.
"Nothing of your concern my love. Now shall we get going? We have many wedding preparations." Sending her a look that clearly stated: PICK YOUR BATTLES! She just nodded and handed me a very large and heavy suitcase.
And with that they were gone off to a land far, far away to live happily ever after. Never again to squabble over childish things such as a dress…
…Yeah right!