Chapter 4

Year-Into the far distant future-

Her lips were soft against her own, they were more plush and velvety than her husbands. The citrus taste of the other lady's mouth as their tongue's sought each other made her gasp as she stepped back into her own mind foggy from the wine.

"Is everything alright with your majesty?" The lady asked.

"Oh yes sorry I am fine, just I see my husband." Sarah said as could see the smoulder within the Jareth's eyes.

Earlier that night.

Sarah smiled as she felt Jareth come up behind her, wrapping his arms around her.

"I can't believe our son is married." Sarah gushed. "I mean it's really pushing the underground into the 21st century."

"Leo is a fine young man," Jareth leaned and kissed her temple. "I mean we'll never have grandchildren from them unless they decided to adopt one day."

"Which is easy enough when your parents run the industry." Sarah replied as she leaned back into him. "It makes me wonder though sometimes, I'm over five hundred years ago and only kissed two men in my whole entire life."

"Are you trying to say something Precious?" Jareth asked stiffly.

"No, just Aiden makes me wonder sometimes if I missed out on that crazy experimentation phase in my life." Sarah turned to look at him. "It doesn't mean I don't love you, or the life and children, we've shared over the years. I've just been curious what it might be like sometimes to you know kiss a woman." Sarah said offhandedly taking a sip of wine.

"Then kiss another woman." Jareth said after a moment of silence with a look of great thought on his face. "I may ask to observe, I do not wish to share, you but the thought intrigues me."

Sarah glanced up at him. "I wasn't asking to be granted approval, I was merely expressing my thoughts. I had no intentions of acting on them."

"But you see Dearest that when you live for centuries why not give in to temptations, I know a few ladies who would love a taste of your lips." He smirked at her, before pulling her into an embrace capturing her lips with his own. He tongue finding its way to hers.

"Really, get a room." An annoyed voice chipped in, they broke apart and looked at their daughter who was dressed in a dark green loose gown with slits in the skirt that ended mid thigh and a low cut bodice.

"We wouldn't have to if you moved out one day," Jareth grinned teasing Rosalea, as Sarah elbowed him.

"Well, when you're involved with a married man for a couple hundred years off and on and then he turns around and says instead of the annulment you've both been waiting for is cancelled because of the wife he supposedly wasn't sleeping with is pregnant, it really puts moving out on the back burner." Rosalea laughed sarcastically rolling her eyes. "Plus, I'm more at the castle than the actual palace nowadays anyway."

"That was over 200 years ago," Jareth raised his eyebrow before laughing, "And please don't remind me of the whole debacle, and I thought you were seeing someone new, someone not married for a change."

"Oh, thanks Dad- you make me sound like such a whore." Rosalea rolled her eyes using the hated term of endearment by Jareth."

"Well then don't sleep with married men," Jareth shrugged. "And don't call yourself that, while you have a habit of choosing unavailable men, it doesn't make you the forsaken word."

"It's not I go after them, they come to me and I say why the hell not," She laughed. "But I see my handsome date. Remember be safe!" She called out to her parents as she walked away.

"I will never understand our daughter," Sarah shook her head, she had long given up on trying to figure out her daughter's mind.

Sarah was flirting after too many glasses of wine and the other woman was flirting right back it seemed. She was the prettiest thing Sarah decided with overly large blue eyes and curly brown hair, she knew Jareth was watching from his own party of acquaintances his words ringing in her mind.

Sarah feigned the heat of the room, telling the crowd that she needed air escaping into the garden, hearing footsteps following her.

She wasn't sure who kissed who first, Sarah moaned into it lets her mouth fall open. It wasn't that much different then kissing Jareth if you ignore the soft curves pressed against each other.

She broke the kiss with a gasp when she felt her groin tighten with anticipation, she was actually turned on by this. She figured she would have kissed and tell her that it wasn't for her, but that wasn't happening.

The lady was speaking, asking if something was wrong. Sarah looked up, seeing Jareth she smirked to herself. He wanted to watch he could watch.

Sarah leaned into a kiss, lending all the passion she could into it knowing he was watching her. Their tongues playing hide and seek, as hands traced the underside of her breasts in the backless dress she wore, meaning no cost. She could feel her nipples tighten and harden at the slight touch.

Sarah finally took a step back breaking the kiss, the lady looked at her curiously. "I see my husband," she whispered.

"He must be enjoying the show," the other ladies said with a small smirk.

"He wishes to observe," Sarah blushed.

"Then shall we give him a show worthy for a king?"

Sarah giggled from all the wine she had drunk. "If we do he may just steal me away and have his way with me."

Sarah proved herself right as heard Jareth clear his throat. "If you keep going about that, should I invite you two up to our bed-chamber and us all get comfortable?" He chuckled at his own humour, though he would never do such a thing. Allowing her a kiss was one thing, bringing another into their bed was another he was not willing to allow.

"I should go find my date," The lady smiled winking at the King as she sashayed by him.

"You are a little vixen tonight Precious, I give you an inch and you take a mile." Jareth tutted her. "Did you enjoy your snog?" He stepped closer to her. "Because from my point of view, it seemed quite stimulating," he whispered in her ear backing her up against the stone wall, his one hand, making its way under her tulle skirts, running up her stocking and bare thighs before cupping her lace covered sex which already soaked through the thin material.

Sarah moaned melting at his touch. "Did you enjoy the show?" She asked breathlessly against his lips. "Can you taste her," she teased him thrusting her tongue into his mouth, taunting him as she felt his cock hard against her leg.

Jareth groaned and wondered when his wife became such a vixen over the years, He mentally calculated in his mind wondering if her cycle was getting close as she always got more amorous near that time as most women did or if it was just the intoxication from all the wine she had drank this evening.

He thrust his hips into her as her tongue found his, and he could taste the wine and what obviously was not Sarah, fuck she had been kissing another woman and it made his breeches tighter than he thought possible. He broke the kiss with a grin before materializing them into their bed-chamber.

Using her disorientation to undo the buttons of at her waist and over her backside, pulling the ties at her neck, making the dress fall away in a swift moment.

"Do you understand what you did to me out there?" He asked to circle her like she was his prey as he removed his clothing.

Sarah feigned innocence with an impish shrug and smile as she stood in her garters and panties as Jareth pressed himself against her, back to his chest. "You liked it though," she murmured.

"I did, but I also feel like I should punish you for your tryst," Jareth whispered in her ear, making her shiver and wiggle her bottom into his groin.

"You may do whatever you like to me," Sarah purred.

Jareth chuckled, "you may regret that one day my love," he spoke before changing his demeanor taking a step back. "Go to the bed and bend over and take off those panties, but leave the garter." He commanded his mind going back to one of her very first fantasies he had of her bent over his desk.

Sarah nodded slightly sobered and bent to remove the offending garments and went over to the bed in her stocking and heels bending at the waist, resting her top half on the bed while her backside was up in the air.

He didn't even give her any warning as he administered the first blow, making her yelp and jump as he rubbed the same spot. "I said you may kiss another woman I didn't say you could snog one."

"I'm sorry, It won't happen again," Sarah stuttered, shivering more out of anticipation than being frightened.

"I believe you forgot something precious." Jareth retorted spanking her once more.

"I'm sorry Your Majesty," Sarah squeaked.

Jareth grinned, running his hand down her crack, into her glistening folds he probed with his fingers finding her entrance, he slid two digits into her, causing her to moan and buck her hips back into his hand making him go deeper while his thumb brushed against her pulsating bud.

"Keep still," he commanded slapping her once more one her backside with his other hand.

Sarah whimpered, but kept herself still as his fingers worked inside her to the point where her legs for shaking from the effort.

Jareth smirked at her obedience, removing his fingers, she whined at the lack of contact he leaned over her back. Brushing her hair back, letting his wet fingers trace down her back before pushing himself into her warm and wet channel.

"Fuck-" Sarah muttered into the covers

"Yes precious, I am going to fuck you," Jareth agreed with her as he thrust hard and fast into her not letting up on his assault as Sarah panted beneath him making those delectable noises she always made in the throes of pleasure. He felt her tense tightening around him as she hit her orgasm at full force spasm around around him.

He pulls out sharply, pulling her from her stance. "Suck me," he commanded

Sarah looked at him, nodding falling to her knees, taking him in her mouth not caring if she tasted herself on him. She bobbed, while twirling her tongue around him going deep as she could. He gripped her hair and head, grunting as she sucked on him, it didn't take long before he went as deep as he could thrust at her losing himself in her mouth.

He ruffled her hair as she wiped her mouth after discreetly swallowing his seed as they fell on the bed together as Sarah kicked off her shoes.

"Well, that was fun," Sarah said after a moment. "I should kiss women more often, you know I like it when you go all dominating."

Jareth laughed. "All you need to do, ask Precious."

"I wonder if they noticed we left." Sarah pondered. "We didn't even say good night."

"I'm sure Aiden and Leo have snuck off for their own wedding night and did not miss us." Jareth replied wrapping his arm around her. "Though I often wonder if our son is the top or the bottom of that relationship."

Sarah gasped and hit him in the chest. "I really don't need to be thinking about my sons sex life, I already know way too much of our daughters."

Jareth just laughed and pulled the blankets over them kissing her forehead. "It's an honest thought, but the rest I plan on keeping you up all night Goblin Queen."

Well, how's that for you all?

I may of been reading some horrible kinky trash books out of sheer morbid curiosity. Over Christmas.

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Till next time!

Tina