Somethings are worth waiting for….

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF JIM HENSONS CHARACTERS OR ANYTHING FROM THE LABYRINTH

Chapter 9.

WARNING M FOR MATURE CONTENT AND ADULT THEMES!

MY VERY FIRST LEMON!

Shout out to MM's "Blood Honey" and "KILL4ME" for helping me with this ( Get better soon) and my Lemon Hero Jetredgirl ❤ plus see if you can find my buffy reference ?

I hope everyone enjoys although if you have nothing good to say about it then please don't review ❤

Kicking her bedroom door closed, Jareth carried Sarah towards her bed. Laying her down upon her duvet, he broke the kiss, hovered over her and said, horse with desire "Are you certain, my love?"

Sarah grabbed him by the collar and pulled him on top of her. Jareth bared down upon her as she whispered "Please, Jareth, just take me… I'm yours"

Jareth's heart burst at hearing the words he had longed to hear from her for so long and, with a groan, he crushed his lips back onto hers. As Sarah ran her hands up and down his back, he caressed her face with one gloved hand whilst the other ran through her long hair.

"Please" she gasped again as he left her lips and began to hungrily kiss and nip at her neck. "Please" she said again, her hands now in his wild hair "touch me without your gloves on" she managed to say.

Jareth stopped and, looming over her, he peeled his gloves off each hand with his teeth, painstakingly slow. It was very erotic to Sarah, watching him pull at the leather with his sharp teeth, his paled jewel eyes never leaving hers.

Throwing them aside, he attacked her neck again, much like a vampire would, causing Sarah to cry out in surprise and pleasure.

Slowly, he inched past her neck but then suddenly stopped, causing Sarah to open her eyes and look at him. He was sitting up slightly and breathing heavily, like he had just run for miles without stopping. What really concerned Sarah was how his eyes now looked. His pupils now matched, making him look like he had black eyes. He placed his hands onto the opening of Sarah's buttoned checkered blouse, panting.

"Jareth, are you…" Sarah started to say but the rest of her words were drowned out with the sound of ripping fabric and buttons clattering onto the floor.

Jesus, he's just ripped my blouse! Sarah's heart thumped harder with excitement. At least going bra-less today was a good idea.

Having ripped open her blouse, Jareth stared, transfixed, at his beloved before him. She was always exquisite to him but to see her laying underneath him, half clothed, was beyond words. He ran his bare hands over her chest and breasts. Her nipples hardened under his touch and where he had stroked her skin, it glowed for a few seconds before vanishing.

His animalistic instinct kicking in again, Jareth lunged onto Sarah's chest, catching a nipple in his mouth and sucking hard. Sarah cried out and pulled his hair, pulling him closer to her. He suckled and twirled his tongue around the hard, rose pink bud, nibbling it occasionally then turning his attention to the other, all the while Sarah's moans making him harder by the second.

As he worked her breasts, his hands ran up and down her legs before, finally, hooking his fingers into the waistband of her leggings and pulling them down and off in one swift move.

Except from her open blouse, she was completely naked now and Jareth had to momentarily take a second to compose himself and close his eyes. He felt tears welling up. She was so beautiful, and she was his, she had said so herself. She had even agreed to marry him.

Sarah started to feel self-conscious and started to try and cover herself with her hands, but he felt her movement and stilled them with his own.

"Please, Sarah mine, do not do that" he said, opening his eyes and kissing the hand he had stilled.

Sarah giggled nervously and said "Alright. But why are you staring at me?" she asked.

Jareth sighed deeply and, still holding her hand in his, whispered "Because… I never thought my wish would come true. For you to be mine, consented. To see you as you are now…you can only imagine…never in my wildest dreams…" he trailed off, his voice breaking.

He turned his head slightly away from her. After a beat she sat up in front of him. He turned and looked at her. She had tears in her eyes. As she caressed his face she said, "I am, you know"

Clutching her hand to his chest exactly where his heart beat thumped only for her, he pressed his forehead to hers and whispered "What, Sarah?"

"Yours" she whispered simply and, kissing him tenderly, she fell back down onto the bed, bringing him with her.

The hand he held went above her head, pinning her down as things quickly became heated, the kisses becoming more passionate, the caressing becoming more desperate.

He broke the kiss and started kissing her neck, throat and chest, any and every inch of her he could get. With one, single, tantalizing stroke of his tongue, he licked from one side of her neck, between her breasts to her navel. He gave it a single kiss before proceeding towards what was waiting for him between her legs.

As he led on his stomach in between her legs, he could see she had waited for this for as long as she had. Blowing gently onto her, he inserted one, long finger, causing her to mew.

"My dear Sarah, you are so ready for me" he said. Some of his cocky confidence was returning.

"Jareth" she mumbled and moaned as he started to move his finger in and out of her before inserting a second. She cried out. Curling his two fingers upwards, his evidence of her want for him leaked all over his hand. He couldn't stop himself. Without warning, he delved in, tongue penetrating her deep.

Sarah screamed and her hands that had been above her head reached out for him. Fisting her hands in his hair, her thighs clamped his head in place and she shoved his head closer to her. He lapped at her like a man starved, taking alternative movements between flicking his tongue over her clit and twirling it deep inside her.

Jareth couldn't think of anything ever tasting as good as his Sarah did right now. He was in heaven and, by the sounds of it, so was she.

Higher and higher Sarah felt herself climb with each twirl of Jareth's expert tongue ravishing her.

She suddenly felt that feeling, the kind of feeling you could only get with the right person (and the right kind of tongue-fuck)

It hit her like a freight train and she threw her head back, screaming his name in pure ecstasy, pulling his face even further still into her by his hair.

Floating down and gasping for breath, she had only a second to realize that Jareth was naked now and, all those years ago when she first saw them, those trousers didn't do him justice. She looked at him at little apprehensively before he pounced on her, plunging into her hard and fast. She gasped loudly which he silenced with a kiss, biting and sucking her bottom lip.

He was absolutely still for a minute, letting her get used to his size but, more so, he could catch his breath. Thrusting into her had caused him to be so close to the edge but he didn't want it to be over yet, He wanted to savor this for eternity.

He hovered over her, his eyes closed, focusing on not cumming. He felt her hand lightly caress his face, a thumb trace over his bottom lip. He opened his eyes.

His eyes met hers. He couldn't hold in his emotions anymore. His tears came back and fell on her face. Hers had come back too.

"My Sarah" he sighed, wiping his fallen tears from her face with his thumb.

"My Jareth" she replied.

Kissing her tenderly, he started to move. Tantalizingly slow at first so he only got a few moans from her before building up a faster pace.

Before long, they were both moaning and panting, Jareth thrusting into her harder and faster, causing Sarah to cry out and claw his back. It was painful but oh, so good.

"Oh, my god Jareth, I think I'm going to…" he silenced her with a kiss.

"Come for me Sarah, I want you all" he panted.

Screaming she came hard for him, only for him. Always for him.

"I want all of you too" she gasped.

With on last deep thrust he let go. Let go of the pain of losing her, let go of everything that he had known until she had come back into his life, let go entirely of himself.

He roared as it happened and yelled "Sarah, I love you"

Collapsing onto the side of the bed, they both lay side by side breathing heavily.

After a few minutes, Sarah turned bodily to him and snuggled into him, his arm instinctively wrapping around her.

"I love you too. I always have" She whispered sleepily. He kissed the top of her head.

"How you turn my world you precious thing" he whispered back as they fell asleep in each other's arms.

The act of pure passion and love they had just shared had set things in motion for them. Something's they would know right away and something's they would find out in due course. What they did know right now though was that they had waited so long for this moment, to be together as one. Something's are worth waiting for after all.

End of Chapter 9.