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A/N: You have been warned, there is a splash of LEMON in the beginning of this chapter, if that is not your thing, or are too young, turn around or go the page break (JsJsJsJs) about halfway down. ENJOY!

Chapter 7

Sarah became of a tickling sensation along her left ribs. She stretched and opened her eyes to be greeted by a shock of blonde hair hovering above her stomach. Jareth was nuzzling her her navel with his mouth and trailing kisses up and along her ribs. Sarah gasped and grabbed hold of his head. He looked up at her and smirked. "Did you rest well, Sarah?" he asked as he pushed her nightgown up farther to reveal the underside of her breasts and gave one a slow swipe with his tongue.

Sarah moaned and arched her back into his touch. Jareth chuckled and complied with her unspoken request. He flicked his wrist and her gown disappeared leaving her completely bare for his exploration. He leaned up to take a long, slow look at her entire body. Sarah shivered and blushed, trying to pull the sheet over her body in embarrassment. Jareth pulled it away, "Never hide, love, you are beautiful, perfect." And he pulled her left nipple into mouth.

Sarah's head fell back and her eyes closed in ecstasy. "Jareth..." she panted, "what are you doing?"

"Waking you up, love," he answered in between nips and kisses along the path to her other breast.

"This is too fast, Jareth," she moaned as she pulled him closer to her.

He pulled his head away, "Do you want me to stop, love?" Jareth grinned when Sarah pulled him down on top of her. "I'll take that as a no."

Sarah's hands started to wander as Jareth came in for a kiss. As he gently rubbed her lips with his, she combed her fingers through his hair. When he sucked her bottom lip between his, she memorized the shape of his shoulders. When his tongue gained entrance to her mouth, she ran her hands over his chest and stomach.

When he groaned, she pulled his shirt up and he helped her take it all the way off. With their kiss broken, he grinned wickedly up at her as he moved his body down hers. He kissed his way down her stomach to her thighs, which he paid special attention to with his mouth and hands. By this point, it was all Sarah could do to remember how to breathe as he inched oh-so-slowly to her heated center.

What am I doing? She had never even gone on a date and one day back with the Goblin King and she is in bed with him, ready and willing. We should stop from go- at the first touch of his tongue against her bundle of nerves she nearly jumped of the bed.

Within moments, he had her on the edge of a precipice. She had never experienced an orgasm before, but she knew enough to understand what was happening to her body. She was almost terrified to let go, somehow instinctively knowing that if she gave herself to Jareth, she would be bound to him for the rest of her life. That realization caused a shiver of fear to tingle down her spine but, surprisingly, it enhanced her arousal.

Jareth looked up from between her thighs, aware that she was resisting letting go, "Sarah," he whispered and pressed his thumb to her button. "Sarah," he repeated and she was confused as to why her shoulder was moving. Looking at it, she saw nothing, but then it moved again and she blinked as a hand came into focus. A hand wearing a leather glove. How did he- She sat up and looked down at herself, still fully clothed and under her blanket.

"What-" she stopped, confused.

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Jareth frowned at her disorientation, "Sarah, it is time for lunch. Do you want to rest some more?"

Sarah rubbed her eyes and shook her head, trying to clear the fog in her brain. "I was sleeping?"

Now worried, Jareth sat on the edge of her bed and tipped her chin to look in her eyes. Her pupils were enlarged, her face and what he could see of the top of her chest were flushed red while her breathing was erratic. It looked as if she was aroused, but she had been asleep. A thought stole into his mind and he grinned to himself, careful not to let Sarah see it. "You were asleep, Sarah. For about five hours now. Did you have pleasant dreams?" He just could not resist, he had been suffering for almost two years now, with his sleep plagued by increasingly vivid dreams. It was satisfying to know he was not the only one affected.

Sarah ducked her head and rubbed her temple; she whispered to herself, "It was so real, more than the others."

Jareth almost jumped up and shouted to the sun, his suspicions confirmed, "What was so real, love?"

She jumped at the endearment, flashing back to her dream. "My dream..." Jareth waited to see if she would tell him about it. "I was dreaming that I was awake; it seemed so real," she hedged, blushing harder than she already was. She missed his disappointed look before his expressionless mask fell back into place.

Deciding that she was not going to give him any interesting details, he asked, "Would you still like to go to the Gardens for lunch?"

Sarah got a grip on herself and nodded. "I need to use the facilities first," she said with a nod towards the bathroom.

Jareth's interest in her dream was piqued and he could not shake it. He resolutely shoved it aside for the moment to help her to the bathing chamber where he waited for her outside.

Sarah stared at her reflection in the mirror and was surprised at what she saw. She looked much healthier than the last time she had looked at herself but what caught her attention was the look in her eyes and the glow in her cheeks. She splashed cold water on her face, trying to calm her raging blush. That dream had been much more vivid than all the others combined, she mused. Why was this one so much more intense? Then it hit her: it must have something to do with the Goblin King, maybe his magic is affecting her, or being back in the Labyrinth...

Sarah sighed and put it aside for now, she would deal with it later. She quickly realized that her hair was a mess from tossing and turning, so she pulled the pins out and ran a brush through the once-again glossy strands and left it down. Surprisingly, her dress was not too wrinkled, although she was still unsure if it was a nightgown or suitable for outside. She shrugged and decided she didn't really care.

She was glad to see that she was regaining her strength, she made it all the way to the bathroom door and opened it without assistance. It was slow, but she did it! She grinned in pride and saw an answering one on the Goblin King;s face as well.

Jareth offered her his arm and said, "I think we will take an easier route than the stairs this time. If you feel up to if after lunch, we can try walking around the Gardens for a bit. If you feel tired, love, let me know." Jareth caught her shiver at his use of the endearment and decided to use is sparingly for now, just to keep her on her toes. As he transported them to their destination, he smirked and thought, This is going to be fun.