Oh how I spoil you, a new story with Two Chapters in one evening?! And I uploaded Chapter 11 of my other story tonight too?!

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Chapter 2: Who really wins?

Jareth was in shock to say the least, if Fae were not so hard to kill he was sure he would of died from such a shock. It had been a very long time since he had seen Sarah, unable to look upon her face all those years had been torture, and seeing her now felt like freedom... in fact it was freedom. For little did Sarah know she had approached him, by revealing her identity she had shown him that she was in fact his equal, perhaps she was ready.

"Ooh whats the matter? Goblin king lost his tongue?"

"Yes, it appears a sly pussycat took it from me..." his answer came alongside his smirk disarming Sarah's confidence, but only for a moment. She regarded him cautiously, trying to anticipate his next move. She wasnt shocked as he began to approach her.

"Well well well... What have we here? Little Sarah all grown up, you look magnificent, my love" there it was, that word. Love. As if he ever knew what that word meant. His eyes didnt speak love, only lust and as he got closer she couldnt help but tense up. He stopped only an inch or so infront of her, his breath lightly fanning her face, she could smell the alcohol on his breath. That spelled trouble in itself, men like Jareth under the influence of any narcotic couldnt be good.

"Thank you Jareth, I only wish I could say the same for you. Your years have begun to catch up to you" she retorted back, turning her head whilst folding her arms to her chest feigning boredom. "And yet you still kissed me? You must be desperate for some attention to stoop so low as to kiss me so willingly" her fury waved over her quickly, whilst it was true that she had deepened their kiss she did not like being challenged by Jareth especially when she would lose.

"What do you want, Goblin King?"

"Back to the formalities? Come come little one, my actual name sounds so much better from those beautiful lips if yours"

His words were belittling her only intensifying her aggravation, not that Jareth cared. Anger was an incredibly alluring emotion as it harshened her features reminding him she was indeed fully grown, now an assertive and strong woman.

"I don't have time for your games, Why me?"

"You know perfectly well why you were brought here tonight Sarah. Are you not flattered? You should be, imagine having so much power especially for one so young"

She snorted as once again his remark undermined her, using her age as a weapon against her, almost as if to try and assert himself as being the dominant ruler of the two. But he held no power over her, or so she thought.

"Honestly Jareth, I don't give a rats ass about how much power I hold over you, I only care for the young girls you exploit in plotting your revenge. Does harming these poor girls, enslaving them and raping them really give you satisfaction? Its my fault you have become so twisted... so instead of harming these other girls, instead of enforcing your will on others, I give you..." she couldn't believe what she was getting at, but knowing that many ladies much have undergone and all because she denied him made her feel sick. She had to right the wrongs she had committed, she needed to stop him harming other girls, for once and for all.

"You give me what, precious?"

Jareth couldn't hide his eagerness, he knew exactly what she was going to offer and he wanted his prize, he had waited long enough.

"I give you what you wanted from these girls, my surrender. I will willingly lay with you Jareth, i allow you my body, but understand one thing... You still have no power over me."

"My tricky little minx, how you drive a hard bargain. I am not sure I can agree without understanding what you get out of this deal? Because if this is your way of being heroic, then please save it for someone who truly needs your help. The girls I have laid with have always lain with me willingly. Only you, my love, have fought me so hard."

Narrowing her eyes, Sarah considered his words carefully. Did women really willingly lay with him and go along with his games without a concern? Then it clicked. He offered them materialistic dreams in return for their obedience and services, thats why he had shown her the crystal before knowing who she was. So what did that mean? she had offered herself to him for the exchange of others protection, but she needn't pity those women and now she was practically at his mercy. She should never have opened her mouth, that much she now knew.

"I can be incredibly cruel Sarah, you have not seen that side of me as of yet. So being the generous person I am, I will give you the chance to retract your offer... I will not be offended however if you still wish to willingly lay down for me" he daringly ran a finger as if lovingly down her cheek, Sarah was not filled he was still patronising her.

She watched as his features became etched with amusement, her silence giving him the answers he desired, but that look was it, she wasn't standing for this treatment. She smiled sweetly bringing herself forward so her breasts leant against his chest, fluttering her lashes she revelled as he took a sharp inhale. She was about to win.

Snaking her left hand around the nape of his neck whilst placing her right hand upon his face she held his gaze. She could see the desperate hope within his eyes, he had been waiting for her for so long and she was now doing this to him... little did he know what was going through her vindictive little head.

"Jareth..."

Her voice whispering his name so breathlessly, so huskily and aroused... he visibly shivvered at such a pleasant sound.

"Yes, My Pet"

"I'm not sorry for this"

The blunt change in her tone allowed Jareth to step out of his day dream, unfortunately not quick enough. The hand that had been so softly caressing his cheek only moments ago was brought away from his face before harshly connecting to his cheek, the harsh sound radiated throughout the entire room leaving him shell shocked - but not for long.

Sarah had little time to react as Jareth pushed her form away from him throwing her to the floor with a brutal thud, her elbows grazing the carpet on impact. The harsh sting of carpet burn barely hurt as the very real fear growing inside her caused her heart to beat at double pace.

"Do you have any idea what you have just done, Sarah? You flounce in here, toy with me, use my affections against me and then dare to strike me? You wish to try my patience and challenge my generosity? Well fine. You choose fight? You got one, precious"

He spat as he spoke, she could see he was no longer playing as his eyes intensified with a powerful aggression that Sarah could only describe as inhuman. She brought her knees up to her chest, holding herself in an attempt to comfort bring some comfort and steady her erratic heart. He hadn't approached her, only continued to stare her down as if daring her to challenge him further.

"Hugo! Get in here now!"

Sarah jumped as he called for his pet to come to his side, she had never heard Jareth raise his voice before now, and she never wanted to again. This was no longer The King she faced at fifteen but The Goblin King she was facing as an adult, who now would face adult consequences. That knowledge enough lead her to believe she was in deep trouble.

"You called me, my king"

Hugo bowed low, oblivious to Sarah cowering on the floor.

"You chose well Hugo, I introduce to you, the Lady Sarah herself."

Sarah watched as both men turned their attention to her. The anger was still present in Jareths gaze, she couldnt see Hugos expression beneathe his mask but she knew he probably adourned a nasty smirk alike his king.

"Is there anything else you need of me your majesty?"

"Ready her quarters for tomorrow, she has offered herself freely to me, and It would be rude to reject such an offer"

Sarah gasped, he said he wouldnt... "You-"

"I SUGGEST.. that you do not interrupt me, Sarah" He chastised her before drawing his attention back to his servant. "Back to the castle, you know what room I mean when I say her quarters. She will stay with me tonight."

With a nod, Hugo was gone, leaving only Jareth and Sarah in the room. Gulping Sarah tried mentally to prepare herself for what might come next, she knew however, that nothing could prepare her for him especially not when he was wearing such a predatory look on his face.

"You said you would let me take back the offer..." she whispered, his betrayals affect on her evident in his voice.

"And you chose to slap me instead. Do not play the victim Sarah, it doesn't suit you"

His words felt like a harah slap to the face, showing her that he was in fact the monster she had known him to be all those years ago. Although she knew better than to challenge a magical being, she also knew she had rights in her world and currently they were in her world.

Rising to her feet she squared her shoulders, at the shuffling of her skirts she gained Jareths attention. He was impressed at the sight before him. He had broken many girls very easily, many girls would not dare stand before him after being struck or pushed to the floor by him. But his Sarah was not anything like those harlots, his Sarah was as much a force to be reckoned with as he was, and he loved that about her.

"I am not staying here and I am not staying with you" She announced, earning a snort of amusement from the king.

"I dont recall giving you a choice, Sarah. You offer-"

"You didnt let me finish, please do not interrupt me when you complain about your own disliking to it." Pausing for a moment she revelled in the look on Jareths face, if only she had her camera she thought to herself.

"I am well aware of what I offered Jareth, I offered you my body and I offered to lay with you. I will not do so here, nor in your underground hovel. So I am going home, contact me via a telephone or letter and we can meet in a hotel, but understand once it is over, I never wish to see you again"

Holding her head high, Sarah fought the urge to look at him as she strode past him toward the door. Jareth was not going to allow her to leave, not now nor ever again.

Before she had reached the door Jareth had already caught her wrist, spinning her round to face him then using little force, he backed her into the door, her back firmly against it pinned by his hips. He held both her wrists together in one hand, gripping them tightly.

"I dont care one bit for your demands, treasure. Do you know what any other fae king would do to you in your position? Any other fae King would have bent you over and taken you roughly, enjoying your innocent little body and delighting in your begging screams for help. He would laugh as you tried to fight for your freedom. And then, for striking him do you know what else he would do? He would slit your throat as he came, your bloodied body would be nothing but a mess of wasted fluids as he left you to bleed out and die."

The tears formed in Sarah's eyes as the gravity of her situation sunk in. Whilst he may not be like another Fae king, this is what Jareth was Capable of. He was a monster in human skin, and Sarah was now his captive. Closing her eyes she begged for a miracle.

But none would come, for Sarah had made the king an offer. And words held great power.

"Ahh so sweet little Sarah is still in there, hmm? You now choose to cower, how pathetic"

He whispered his patronising assault across her neck, his lips only just geazing her skin. Gulping Sarah tried to think of some clever remark to quip back at his royal arrogance... but she found herself silent.

"I would like to take my time with you, but my patience wore so thin so long ago. You are right, this cannot be done here"

Whipping her eyes open, Sarah saw a little glimmer of hope. At least in a hotel she would be able to detach herself, she would be able to get up and leave as soon as she had fulfilled their agreement.

The laughter she heard slowly increasing in volume in her ears was what shattered allher ideas of fleeing, raising his head to face her, Jareths face was a light with pure joy, he was enjoying toying with her. In his eyes, she deserved it for having tormented him so. This was his pay back.

"Oh dont worry darling, its still happening and I just have a very special place in mind for it"