Dreams and Dreamers
By WhiteInfinity21
Disclaimer: I don't own the Labyrinth.
Prompt: Lush
It was just another normal evening at home the night her whole world was turned upside down.
Sarah was upstairs in her bedroom getting ready to go out for the evening when she noticed the stranger outside her window while standing in front of her mirror.
Swiftly Sarah turned around and was awestricken by the woman, not moving as she easily opened the window, climbed in and sat down on Sarah's bed.
It was understandable that Sarah had been struck speechless when she saw this woman.
Luxurious, wavy strawberry-blond hair fell to her shapely shoulders, emphasizing the woman's brilliant hazel eyes, full, pouty dark pink lips and flawless white skin. She was clad in a black, silky dress that fully displayed her lush, generous curves.
She was a sensual beauty to be sure, but there was something else about her that hinted at breathy moans in darkened corners, hot sweaty bodies writhing in ecstasy and the fulfillment of your darkest, most passionate fantasies.
She could attract anyone like flies to honey but Sarah could sense the poison lurking underneath.
"You have no idea how long I've looked for someone like you darling," the woman lazily drawled, "its so hard in this day and age to find one who has the belief in the supernatural and is sensitive enough to catch glimpses of things better left forgotten by mankind, let alone one who is an innocent of your age and looks."
She licked her lips and murmured, "you're prefect."
"W-What do you want?" Sarah stuttered, suddenly frightened of the alluring woman.
"Why your normality, your mortality darling," she purred inching closer to Sarah, "I have been stuck with as I am for decades and am sick of being what I am. The only way I can become what I once was is to pass what I am onto another like yourself."
"Get away!" Sarah yelled as she quickly backed away, only to hit the chair behind her and topple over backwards, sprawling over her vanity desk.
"Consider yourself lucky darling, there are many woman who would kill to have what I'm going to give to you," the woman murmured as she bent over Sarah.
Sarah's heart was pounding so hard she thought it would break out of her chest.
And then the woman did something totally unexpected: she kissed Sarah, deep and long.
Sarah could feel a strange, vibrating essence enter her from the woman as the kiss went on. Her whole body heated up slightly and an uncomfortable feeling was growing between her legs. Her mind felt muddled and hazy. She felt weak and limp yet strong and sure at the same time.
By the time the thought crossed her mind to struggle and fight back, the kiss had already ended.
Sarah could immediately see the difference in the woman as she pulled back. Her looks remained the same, but the allure, the shadowed promise in her hooded eyes and lush lips was gone. She seemed ordinary.
"Thanks ever so much darling," the strange woman drawled once more, her voice strangely flat, almost nasally, "but I really have to get going, I have a life to reclaim."
She opened the window and prepared to drop down to the ground.
"Wait! What the hell did you do to me?" Sarah called and was immediately surprised at the deep, rich and husky timbre of her voice.
"You'll find out soon enough darling," the woman laughed as she strolled down the street.
Sarah got up to chase after her but stopped dead in her tracks when she saw her reflection in the mirror.
On the surface she looked no different, but her hair had gained a lushness and shine that had always been lacking. The faint freckles that had dotted her nose were gone, presenting the eighteen year old with the most with the most flawless skin she ever had. Her red lips that had always been set off by her dark hair were further empathized, looking full and decadently kissable. The last of her baby fat that stubbornly clinged to her face which had given her a look of innocence somehow now hinted at a hidden, buried wild passion that could tempt the most faithful of men. Her moderate curves, though attractive, became subtly fuller, beckoning the eye to linger and appreciate.
Sarah could hardly recognize herself.
But what was worse was that her eyes now bore that same hooded, smoldering look as the woman had before.
Then the hunger hit. It was not like anything she had ever felt before. She desired, needed something that mere food or drink could not deliver.
Heat coiled in the bottom of her stomach and panting she stared at herself in the mirror, green eyes blazing in an eerie, compelling manner.
Good God, she frantically thought, what have I become?
Here you go GreenEyedgrimKitty. A bit late perhaps, but it should answer some questions about a certain drabble a few days ago that I'm sure peaked you interest.
