A/N: Disclaimer: I sadly don't own Labyrinth. If I did we'd see a lot more Bowie :-)

Thank you so much to those who favored, and reviewed! I will fix the spelling mistakes, but right now I just wanted to get this puppy up. Be warned: This chapter is mostly pure smut! If you're not into that sort of thing, turn away now. I have no beta so all spelling, and grammar mistakes are sadly, mine. Oh, and I don't own the song lyrics in this. Sorry I'm all over the place, I've had a tooth ache for the past 4 days :-(

He took the book from her hands, and sat down next to her. "Now, Sarah. Let's do something about these dreams you've been having."

It was dark. No one seated in the seats below her. The air was damp and chilly, almost cold. She was dressed in a silver gown. A slit in the dress all the way up to her thigh. Her hair was curled and pinned to one side. Sitting at the piano, she started singing. It was when she sang that she truly felt at ease, with herself, body, mind and, soul.

Out on your own
Cold and alone again
Can this be what you really wanted, baby?

Although the air was chilly, she didn't seem to mind. Her heart pouring out before her, in her words, and music.

Blame it on me
Set your guilt free
Nothing can hold you back now.

An invisible band started playing around her. Filling the dark space with violins. Still she sang on, not bothering to look up.

I can't change who I am
Not this time
I wont lie to keep you near me
And in this short life
There's no time to waste on giving up
My love wasn't enough

Tears started pouring from her eyes. Everything she had ever wanted to say, all the guilt, anger and, and blame laid before her. Her soul was truly bare. As the band started to drift back into the darkness, a figure emerged. Elegant even with his walk. Sarah stood up from the piano bench, waiting for him to take her away.
As he walked towards her, she noticed how familiar he looked. Mismatched eyes met green ones. And in that moment she knew who he was.
"Jareth"
"Yes, my precious girl. I've been waiting for you."
And with those words he took her in his arms, and they danced that all too familiar dance.

Sarah closed her eyes, reliving the memory she had just shared with Jareth. When she opened them to look up at him, his eyes had the same glossed over look her had.

"I've been dreaming of you ever since I denied your offer. I've been plagued with these dreams. It always ends with me and you dancing."
She had let a tear fall. She tried to look down, so he didn't see how vulnerable she was by sharing these intimate dreams with him, but his hand held her chin fast.

"Never hide your eyes from me, Sarah."He said softly. Big green eyes met his.
His head bent down, inclining to kiss her. Sarah's heart beating faster, she closed her eyes. She had waited for this for so long.
As soon as his lips met hers, she had forgotten all about her worries and sighed into his kiss. His tongue pushing past her lips, she moaned. His tongue caressing her mouth, she wrapped her hands around his neck, deepening the kiss. When he stopped kissing her, she moaned in protest.

"We probably shouldn't, love." He said in breathless whisper.
Looking up into his eyes, she said the words that had his resolve melting fast.

"But what if I want to?"

His lips crashed against hers. To hell with morals. This girl wanted him, and he wanted her.
His hands moved underneath her shirt, Pinching her nipple as his hand met her breasts. Moaning, Sarah broke the kiss. Her mouth in the crook of his neck, she bit lightly. He hissed in need.

Laying on the bed, Jareth took his time admiring her body. His eyes glazed over, and the bulge in his pants only getting bigger. Jareth leaned over Sarah and kissed her gently. Kissing a trail down her neck, Sarah realized she was naked. Her gasp didn't surprise him. He smiled against her skin.

"I figured they were in the way, love." All Sarah could do was smile. Desire poured through her, and she wanted to get on with it.
"Jareth" She pleaded. He only snickered, moving his kisses to her hip. She bucked her hips in need.

Spreading her legs, he looked up at her once more before licking her sensitive nub. She moaned in response. Jareth hummed at her taste. She was sweet, like cinnamon. And he couldn't get enough of her. Thrusting his tongue inside of her, he got more of her.

"Jareth, please.." She panted. "I-I'm almost there" she all but shouted.

"Come for me, precious." He whispered. And she did. She shook violently around his mouth. Pouring her sweet nectar into his mouth.
Jareth moved over Sarah, spreading her knees. He kissed her, and she tasted herself on his lips. Before she could recover from her intense orgasm, he thrust into her, driving himself to the hilt in one swift move.

He stilled, letting her become accustom to his size. They both were breathing heavy. Jareth kissed Sarah once more, and started to move. A slow rhythm that Sarah had no trouble keeping up with.

"Baby, you feel so good" He said against her neck. Sarah could only whimper.

"Jareth, please, I need.."

"Tell me what you need, love"
His pace still slow and deliberate.

"Harder" was all she could muster.

When she said this, Jareth instantly thrust his hips with more force.
"Oh, God!" Sarah called out. He felt so good, she never wanted it to end.

His pace quickening, he looked into her eyes. She looked divine. Head thrown back in pleasure. It only added to his.

Jareth felt Sarah clench around him. Knowing she was close his pace became more frantic. And when he felt her orgasm approaching, he came with her. Never looking away from her eyes.

It took a minute for both of them to come down from their high. Jareth rolled off of her and turned over to collect her in his arms. She was already asleep. And it didn't take long for Jareth to fall into sleep either.

A/N: So they did the deed. More backstory per say next chapter. I don't know where this story is going, just having fun at the moment. :-)