I looked around myself and was amazed by the beautiful bathroom I found myself in. The space had been illuminated with some kind of hidden lighting, making the gray, ancient room look almost like if the sun was rising in there. The walls and the floor were covered with marble, and I thought that the swimming pool-like tub I was sitting in had been made from the same material. The turquoise water smelled like a summer meadow, making me feel incredibly dizzy. I wondered if that hadn´t been some kind of a strange dream. Then through all the steam, I caught sight of a wooden door which seemed to be the only entrance to this bathing sanctuary. As I was looking for a towel to dry myself before exploring the place I was in, someone´s hands appeared on my shoulders.

After the primary shock faded, I realized what was going on—that I have been there because of my scream only few minutes ago, or at least I hoped so, and so there was nothing to be afraid of.

Those hands were massaging my back, upper arms and shoulders, waving away all my aches and pains. I felt like I would fly up every moment under the gentle touch. When I relaxed little under the tender hands of the "stranger", I decided to turn around to meet those mesmerizing eyes of the Goblin King, watching me fearfully as though I would try to escape. Instead I leaned into Jareth (sitting, naked but for his pendant, on the edge of the tub) and kissed him on his perfectly curved lips. He seemed taken aback at first, but after a second he grabbed me by my underarms and pulled me against his long firm body which I was ready to adore in every possible way.

My arms encircled his neck pulling my seducer closer to me, nearly making him fall into the water. He only chuckled against my lips and slipped into the tub next to me, not breaking the passionate lip lock to which I was quickly losing all rational thought. Jareth finally succumbed to the need to breathe, pulling away from me a little and looking at my, surely now tomato-red face. Even when we already had been together, I felt so incredibly shy before him, a deep blush coming to my face - the longer he watched me the deeper my blush became. Then the Goblin King broke the silence with a simple "Hello Sarah." The fae was obviously waiting for an answer but I couldn´t think of anything but the fact that I was sitting with him in his bathroom, in his bath tub absolutely naked and not entirely sure why he made me come here. Jareth frowned slightly when I hadn´t at least greeted him back, and continued with the tormenting which he obviously enjoyed, amused smile on his face. "I thought you´d at least say Hello after what we had been doing all that night long, Precious. But I might be mistaken… Still nothing to say?" Instead of answer I carefully leaned forward to claim the certain Goblin Kings lips again and hoped he would soon realize what the dizziness I felt was like.

The tender kiss I was trying to hold was quickly replaced by the devouring one, making me feel like I was the only one in the whole world he wanted. Every kiss and every touch reaching my very soul, making me moan into Jareth´s mouth which he responded with a chuckle. At that moment I was wondering if he was enjoying that so much or if it was only his vanity, but the very thought was quickly replaced by the feel of his arousal pressing against my leg. I wrapped my arms around his upper body to get closer to the man I´ve been with as my need for him started to burn within me.

Encouraged by his growls and labored breath I decided to begun my wicked way with the Goblin King on my own. First I sat on his lap straddling his hips and leaned down to place little fleeting kisses along his shoulder, neck and jaw which I was rewarded with little noises from the back of his throat for. I wanted nothing more than to give him everything I could. Then when he seemed to be impassionate, I slowly, very slowly shifted my hand from his back to his lap, kissing the sharp featured man before me soundly, putting my hand around his rigid member to start massage it. But as I did so, Jareth caught my hand and pulled it up his body to his chest. That action startled me more than anything in my entire life. "What´s wrong?" I asked as I pulled from him to look into his face seeing that self satisfied smile which played across the faes´ face.

"I thought I would never make you say a word, Little one," Jareth said as he kissed the back of my knuckles watching me closely.

I didn´t make him wait for long as I remembered myself and my surroundings. The second thought however wasn´t as pleasant as he surely expected. "What do you want me to tell you? You take me here, make me believe that this all is ok and then you simply cut it?" I was so embarrassed by his behavior I couldn´t help but felt incredibly foolish.

"No, I just wanted you to…"

"No? What did you wanted then? And why am I here anyway? I didn´t want you to take me here!

"Maybe, but I wanted to! I wanted you to be here with me!" said the fae, resonance of his velvet voice echoing in the bathroom. With that very expression I suddenly realized how silly my behavior had been and wished nothing more that scene I had made wasn´t about to destroy that night.

"Sorry… I just…"I didn´t know what I should say to apologize myself, but when Jareth embraced me and started to kiss me once more I knew he understood and I was really grateful for that.

"Sarah" I heard him whispering against my lips, caressing my name as if he was making love to it. We looked at one another's eyes and I could say that he wanted me as much as I wanted him. I gave him little smile and kissed him once more.

Quickly Jareth swept me up in his arms, carrying my wet body bridal style through that wooden door I had seen before into the most interesting room I had ever seen. I was sure that it was the faes bedchamber. The whole room was designed in gothic style with huge French door apparently leading to a large balcony. It was the first thing that caught my eyes, that amazing view of the labyrinth. Even in the moonlight I could see miles across those messy walls, green and gates leading to the castle beyond the Goblin city I once ran to save my baby brother. For a moment I thought about all my friends I had had to leave behind when I had exited that realm time ago. The next sight however ripped me from my thoughts as I caught a glimpse of a king-sized bed which was placed right next to that beautiful window. The frame of the four-poster bed was made from some fine wood as well as the rest of the furniture in the royal chamber. Despite the darkness of the room I could see the comfortable-looking dark silky sheets that were spread across the bed Jareth was heading to.

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