Disclaimer: I own nothing that is recognizable from the film. Nor do I own David Bowie much to my misery...
Authors Note: Well here's a nice long one for ya and can I say a thank-you to flame wrightstar for her review I yearn to please. I love writing erotic scenes because like any good author what good would I be if I didn't research and my handsome fella is just the right kind of study buddy Before the end of this fic I hope to give everyone a few more good ideas to research on my own...can anyone think of a few saucy ideas I can use?
Chapter eleven
Breakfast in bed at the castle beyond the goblin city
Sarah was warm and comfortable and completely against waking up yet. Her pillow was firm warm and smelt of spices and was thoroughly comfortable. Trying to go back to sleep she felt an annoying tickle on her cheek. She batted at it presuming it was an insect. But the insect just moved to tickle her nose, each time she batted at it the bug simply moved, this was one persistent bug. Finally awake and annoyed she lapped the insect…only to hear the insect cry "ouch" then chuckle in a lovely deep husky voice. A voice she knew only too well slowly she opened her eyes to glare at the cause of her wakened state. There above her holding a piece of his white blond mane was the goblin king…her goblin king she amended.
"Good morning my love" he whispered huskily leaning down to steal a kiss. "Hmm morning" she mumbled as she snuggled closer to Jareth's warmth. He obliged by wrapping an arm about her waist and drawing her closer. "Well my dear what shall we do today hmm?" she thought about it and replied anything he wanted s it was a Saturday she had no classes and her mo wouldn't need her to baby-sit Toby. Jareth decided he wanted to spend a leisurely day between bed and his private gardens, predominantly the first one. And Sarah whole heartedly agreed with him. First though was breakfast.
"Jareth what do you want for breakfast?". "Well I was thinking honey" he chuckled as he quirked an eyebrow. Sarah blushed reminded of last night's antics. "Well on what?" she replied he growled like a feral animal and lunged for her "on you my dear". She began to get very hot and wet as the images of Jareth licking heated honey of her swollen wet mound enterd her mind. She could almost feel his tongue lapping at her aroused folds eating the honey and her own juices. As he kissed her deeply his hands were already roaming her body, teasing her erect nipples and stroking her mound in small slow circles. Gradually building up the friction. Sarah was helpless to do anything but writhe against his hand and mew dep in her throat. "oh god Jareth…" just as she was spiraling out of control the sensations stopped, she wimpered and looked at Jareth in surprise. He wiggled his brow then lifted her into his arms "how about we just skip breakfast for the moment and begin the day". She wanted to cry at the thought of leaving their little erotic world to begin the day but resolutely nodded. "I thought …he grinned wickedly we could begin with a bath…together of course you are a guest and you could get lost by yourself in my big tub." She was so exited she didn't notice them walk through a large paneled oak door into a large grand bathroom.
Tub was not an apt description personal pool would probably be more fitting. The huge pool was set in black marble and had steps leading into it Sarah surmised she could probably tread water in it. She planned on trying anyway but her thoughts were cut short as she felt Jareth begin to walk down the steps with her in his arms.