Disclaimer: I do not own the Labyrinth story or its characters

THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS LEMON/SEXUAL CONTENT. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER THE AGE OF 18. VIEWERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

CHAPTER TWO

Sarah couldn't believe what she was seeing, for she had seen him so many times. In the courtyard of her apartment, at the store, in her office, even at home. She wanted to believe in it this time, but she didn't know if she could. "Is this an illusion? Are you really here?" She asked rising from the bubbly tub. Her soft black cotton towel was quickly wrapped around her as she stepped onto the while tile flooring.

She walked up to him and raised a shaky hand that connected with his warm flesh. "I do not believe this is happening." She confessed.

"Such a pity." He whispered as he leaned forward and captured her trembling lips with his own. God she tasted so good, even better than he had remembered. He pressed her against the wall as he deepened the kiss, pressing his body to hers he could hear her whimpers. "Sarah."

He pulled her towards the small bed in the other room, discarding his clothes, as well as he towel, along the way. She fell backwards onto the bed with him on top of her, they both let out a gentle moan. His kisses trailed down her jaw line, down her neck to her shoulders. "How I have missed you."

Sarah turned her face into his hair. "And I you, my king."

Jareths' kisses travel lower until he kisses the valley between her breast. He could hear her quick inhale of her breath. He gazed into her eyes as his mouth descended upon her right breast, suckling, flicking the tiny bud with his tongue. He could feel Sarahs' fingers entwining into his hair as she pulled him closer. Jareth turned his attention to the twin orb as his left hand trailed downwards to her silken folds. He rubbed tiny circles over her sensitive pearl, adding more pressure with every moan that escaped her lips.

Sarahs' hips move on their own accorded, pushing against his enchanted fingers. She nearly flew off the bed when he inserted a thick finger into her warmth. She was so close to bursting, but she wanted him to be with her when she finally did. "Jareth." She begged.

Jareth lips found her own in the darkness as he thrust forcefully into her. They both moaned a loud from the power of their union. They starred into each others' eyes, until Sarah smiled. She leaded up and kissed him before she started lifting her hips, encouraging him to move.

He returned her smile as he began pumping in and out of her. Receiving delightful moans from her that loosened moans of his own. "I must be in heaven."

"Less talking, more humping." Sarah harshly whispered. "Harder, Jareth."

Jareth chuckled as he obeyed his lovers' demand. He easily braced his feet on the foot board for better leverage. As he felt her tighten around him. He thrust hard, faster, as she fell off the edge into her screaming orgasm. His own followed shortly after. He collapsed over her, both falling quickly into the slumbers of sleep.

X*X*X*X

Sarah felt a gentle poking against her cheek, one that she shooed away as one would a fly. Again, a poking came to her face.

"Mama... Mama... Mama, I hungry." Came a small voice.

Sarah lifted her head. "Caleb?" Her small son stood in front of her, resting his face on his folded hands.

"I hungry, Mama." He confessed again.

Got to love Saturday mornings, Sarah thought. "Ok, baby. Give Mama five minutes and I'll come make you pancakes. Go put on some cartoons."

Caleb smiled, "Ok." He waited to see what his mother would do. When all she had done was close her eyes again he poked her cheek. "Mama?"

"Hm?" Came her sleepy reply.

"Did you know there's a man in your bed?" Caleb asked.

Sarah quickly felt an arm tighten around her. She turned her head to see Jareth sleeping next to her. She smiled before looking back at Caleb. "Go watch tv." She turned back to Jareth once Caleb had left the room and kissed his cheek, than his nose, and finally his lips. "Jareth? It's time to wake up."

Jareth stirred, that had been the first full night of sleep that he's had in almost four years. "Good morning." He gave her an innocent kiss. "Who was that I heard?"

"My son." Sarah answered getting out of bed to slip on a pair or sweats and a spaghetti strap.

"Your son?" He asked sitting up in bed fully awake now. Sarah only nodded before leaving the room. "A son?" He said to himself, completely outranged that she would allow another man to touch her, claim her, as he had. She was his, and he'd be damned if her allowed another to have her.

He quickly slipped on his pants, and only his pants before rushing into the main section of her house. The small boy, with short blonde hair, sat in front of the tv watching puppets sing their alphabet. He found Sarah in the kitchen pouring thick, white liquid onto a hot plate. "When were you going to tell me that you had a son?"

Sarah took a deep breath but didn't answer.

"Where is the father?" Jareth demanded.

"You'll learned everything after breakfast." She stated flipping the round circles over with a flattened spoon.

Jareth sat at the table but didn't touch the plate of food that Sarah had sat before him. He watched as the small boy practically inhaled what he called 'pancakes'. Talking about a small red monster named Elmo, and how he was flying in the air with a blue monster named Grover.

Sarah had watched Jareth out of the corner of her eye, seeing his anger increase by the minute. She put her fork down and looked to Caleb. "Honey, why don't you show Jareth what you can do."

Calebs' eye widened as he looked from his mother to the strange man then back. "You said I no allowed to do it in front of people." He leaned closer and whispered, "That man a stranger." He said pointing in Jareth direction.

Sarah smiled as she raised her hand. Instantly a round crystal ball appeared in her hands, she soon began to allow it to roll over the skin of her arms and hands. Jareth smiled that Sarah could do a trick of the Goblin Royals. She was becoming more like his queen every moment. Caleb laughed as he held up and hand, forming his own crystal ball similar to his mothers'.

Shocked Jareth sat forward in his wooden chair. He snatched the ball from the boy, who shouted an angry "Hey." in his direction. Jareth made the ball disappear. "Do it again." He commanded.

Caleb looked to his mother, who nodded her permission. Frowning at the man he formed another crystal in his tiny palm.

Jareth looked awed struck at Sarah.

"Jareth, meet your son Jarred Caleb. Caleb, meet your father Jareth the Goblin King." Sarah easily made the introductions.

Jareth glanced at the little boy, instantly seeing his mismatched eyes. One blue, one green. Sarah wasn't lying. He still couldn't believe that in his time alone with her, he had fathered a child. Not just any child, a son and heir. A prince of the goblins. "Hello, Caleb."

The boy smiled up at him. "Hi, Daddy!"

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