For You

A/N: All right, I know I'm being a very annoying authour here, first telling you I'd have a part out every Monday and then failing miserably. So, you're thinking, what pathetic excuse for an excuse is she going to give me now? Well…smut. This chapter gets a bit, err, mature, and having no experience in said genre, it made me a little squelchy. So, let me know. Too much smut? Not smutty enough? This chapter may be subject to revisions…

Disclaimer: *in monotone* I do not own Labyrinth, I do not own Labyrinth, I do not own Labyrinth, I do not own Labyrinth, I do not own Labyrinth, I do not own Labyrinth, I do not own Labyrinth, I do not own Labyrinth, I do not own Labyrinth…*faints*

For You

Part Sixteen

"Twice! Twice your so-called security has let the monster in! You've been so damn busy with your dances that you haven't even bothered to worry about him! Abien is a force that must be dealt with. You can't underestimate him. Now if you're through fucking around, I'd like to call an emergency meeting of the court."

Everyone stared at Jen, opened mouth. Who was he to come striding in and make demands of the King? Dantriven looked at him silently, a grave look in his eyes.

"The last I knew of Abien, he was a quiet lad with a schoolboy crush. Now he is something more. Something dangerous. We should have seen it sooner." Said Dantriven darkly, his eyes downcast. "But regrets will do nothing for us now. Jen is right. Now is the time for action."

"I'll go get Jareth then." Jen said, heading for the door.

"No." Said Dantriven, a mild smile edging across his features. "Let him have his peace for the night."

***

"Do you swear you're all right?" Asked Jareth softly, his fingers tracing lightly down her cheek.

"I swear." Sarah whispered, laying her lips on his. "Forget it."

"I can't forget it," he said, grinning against her lips, "unless I'm distracted."

"That can be arranged." Said Sarah laughing and pulling his head back down to hers. Jareth's kisses were soft, tentative, in-front-of-the-pastor type kisses, as if he were afraid she would break if he held her too tightly. "Is that the best you can do?" She challenged.

Jareth growled in response, and fire swept through Sarah's body as he pulled her into a most passionate kiss. They stumbled backward, fingers entwined in each other's hair, until Sarah hit the bed with the back of her legs. She fell back onto it, dragging Jareth down with her, and all the while he refused to give up possession of her mouth. His fingers were tracing white-hot trails across her shoulders, hers were mussing up his formerly tame hair.

Sarah gasped for breath when Jareth's lips suddenly left hers, moving up her jaw line to do some very interesting things to her ear, which made Sarah giggle. He looked down at her, eyebrows arched in a quizzical manner, and said softly, "Let's see what else will make you laugh."

"No, no, don't you dare!" Sarah yelled, laughing uncontrollably while trying to swat his hands away as he started tickling her sides. This only encouraged Jareth more as he explored her arms and legs, searching out her ticklish spots.

"I wonder if you're ticklish…here." He said grinning seductively, moving up to her neck.

"No! Don't even think about it, Jareth!" Sarah panted, trying to tickle him back.

"Oh, so you are ticklish here?" He asked, pinning her arms above her head with one hand, so that she was trapped against his bed.

"I'm getting you for this."

"Right here?" Jareth continued, tracing a lazy swirl across her neck with his finger. He could feel her shaking beneath him, kicking her legs and trying free herself to tickle him right back. "What if I do this?" He asked huskily, leaning in and planting a soft kiss on the base of her throat. After drawing a sharp and surprised breath Sarah leaned her head back into the pillows, giving Jareth better access to the skin he was teasing so gently with his lips.

A waterfall of kisses fell upon Sarah's neck and collarbone, as the straps to her dress slipped off her shoulders. Sarah twisted and turned under Jareth's grasp, arching her back and pulling her arms free from his to grab his shoulders, and yank demandingly at his shirt.

The shimmery material fell quickly to the floor, next to two pairs of shoes that had already been cast away. Jareth began to reverently tear at the lacing in the back of Sarah's gown, returning his kisses to her mouth, when he froze, as though suddenly conscious of his actions.

Sarah whimpered slightly as he pulled away. "Jareth?"

"I'm sorry Sarah." He was staring down at her, a passionate desire burning in his eyes. His knuckles turned white from clutching at the sheets, fighting to get control of himself.

"Don't be sorry, just kiss me." Sarah said, gently prying his hands off the sheets. He seemed to agree with this statement for a moment, before pulling back again.

"I can't." He whispered, and though he looked like he wanted to run away, he laid down next to her on his side. She turned to face him, and ran her hand over his bare chest. "Sarah," He said, a little sterner now, "if I don't stop now, then I never will."

"It's okay." Sarah said softly, meeting Jareth's eyes.

"Sarah, don't worry, we don't have to -."

"I want to." Said Sarah earnestly.

"Are you sure?" Jareth murmured softly.

In response, Sarah slowly pushed Jareth onto his back and climbed over him, planting a series of kisses first on his brow, then his chin, his nose, and each eye, which had fluttered closed in the process. Finally she kissed him imploringly on the lips, and brushing his hair back from his face she whispered, "I'm sure."

Jareth needed no more reassurance.

***

Hoggle paused outside the closed door. He could hear Sarah's airy giggle and Jareth's throaty chuckle coming from inside. He hurried on, down a twisting staircase to the palace's cellar.

"Just lock the door an' git out." He muttered to himself. After completing his errand, he scurried through the palace, trying to make as quick of an escape as possible, when he spotted her. Looking sleepy and dressed in robes of deep purple, she was talking with a few other ladies of the court as they marched determinedly to the meeting room. She was very beautiful, an image of perfection, at least in Hoggle's eyes. I probably would have looked something like her, Hoggle thought wistfully, if it weren't for Jareth.

"Mom." He murmured under his breath.

Kira whirled around, as though she had heard him. She wrinkled her nose at her son, gave him a little half-wave, and continued on her way.

***

In one swift move Jareth flipped Sarah over onto her back and kissed her so hard she couldn't tell up from down. A hundred thoughts raced through Sarah's mind before she grew to light-headed to think at all. All she knew was Jareth, Jareth's smell, Jareth's touch, Jareth's pain-stakingly slow method of untying her dress.

Sarah was burning from head to toe as the pile of clothes on the floor continued to grow. Every time Jareth kissed her, shivers ran down her spin and electricity pulsated through her. "Jareth…" Sarah begged, the tremor of fear she felt quickly being drowned out by the sound of her raged breath and rapidly beating heart.

"Don't get impatient lamb." Jareth said, flashing a feral grin. "We've only just begun."

***

She was beautiful. She was everything he'd always dreamed of but never actually expected. She was something so perfect that Jareth was quite sure he didn't deserve to hold her. But hold her he did, and he would never let her go, not now, not after he had kissed her, loved her, made her see how generous he could be.

Running his hands along her body he never took his eyes off her. The girl he had loved when she was just fifteen, her eyes filled with tears as she trembled before him, when he had taken her brother. True, though she was older now she still trembled under him, though it might have had something to do with the way he was teasing her navel with his tongue, but he would never let her eyes fill with tears again, not if he could help it.

"Gods, Jareth…please!" She screamed before he covered her mouth with his. He enjoyed torturing her, teasing her, he wasn't about to hurt her, he was cruel and kind…. But Sarah wasn't looking for kindness just then.

***

Thud…Thud…Thud…

Sarah awoke to the sound of Jareth's heartbeat. Her leg was draped over both of his, and her head rested on his chest. She could feel the rise and fall of every breath he took.

Thud…Thud…Thud…

No, wait. That wasn't Jareth's heartbeat.

Thud…Thud…Thud…Thud…

"Jareth." Sarah said thickly. "Jareth, someone's knocking."

"Mmmm?" Jareth murmured, eyes still closed.

"Someone's at the door." Sarah repeated. "Make them go away."

THUDTHUDTHUDTHUDTHUD

Whoever was knocking was clearly getting very impatient. But Jareth and Sarah were too tired to care, not having done much sleeping the night before…

"Go the hell away!" Jareth growled, pulling Sarah up closer to him and kissing here demandingly. He had done it all night, even after they had fallen asleep. It was as if he needed a certain reassurance that she would still be there when he woke up, that she wouldn't just turn around and leave him, as she had done before. To Sarah his kisses were blinding, erasing every thought of Brian, or Abien, or any other past kiss. To Sarah, they marked her as forever his.

"Are you ever going to open the god damned door?" Came Jen's voice from the other side of the door.

"No." Jareth answered shortly. "Now kindly go away or I'll –"

"—throw you into the bog of eternal stench." Finished both Jen and Sarah. Jareth groaned half-heartedly, then rolled out of bed, pulling on his standard riding tights.

"If you've brought me more bad news…"

"Actually, I've brought you breakfast." Answered Jen brightly.

"You nearly broke down my door for that?" Jareth snarled.

"Yes, well, you can never have bad news before breakfast. Commonplace news, really, you know, the weather and such. Annoyingly optimistic news comes with lunch. The really bad news comes with dinner." Jen replied, an all too awake smile on his face.

Jareth took the tray from Jen's hands, then glanced around to find out what obscenely early hour it was. However, seeing no clocks, he turned back to Jen, said "wake us for lunch," and slammed the door in Jen's face. Jen just shook his head and walked away. Jareth never really was a morning person.

***

In a pathetic attempt to make this longer, (and gods am I glad this chapter is over. For some reason, it was rough) here goes the thanks section:

A Midsummer Night's Dreamer (you know, authouralert would save you from insanity…just a thought), Archaic Tears (it's just a story, it's just a story, Brian's a bastard ,wait, I mean, it's just a story, it's just a story), Bella (I will post on Monday. I will post on Monday. Maybe if I say it enough it'll happen), The Bird, Claire Starling, Cutie, Danalas (*pats danalas on head* here, have a doggie treat), dawn (damn you, Mondays! Why do you always have to come so soon after Sundays?), Deborah (I know I'm toeing the "cliché" line, but glad to know you like it anyway!), Demonica (Jareth's got plenty of torture plans in mind, and tied for first place on his list are Brian and Abien), Destiny, DeTragety (I am the goddess of cliffhangers *evil cackling*), Elona, eviltama (don't hate Hoggle. He's just very confused about where his loyalties lie), FireflyOfDeath, Fruitloop # 1 (ahh! Beware of the fruitloops! And I have to ask…is there a fruitloop # 2, 3 or 4?), Genavieve, General Sephiroth, Goblynn (watch out, you never know when another cliffhanger might strike!), Jareth&Sarah4ever, Jennifer (glad you gave my fic a second chance. I was kinda nervous to write it at first…I do have a tendency to knock off innocent characters), jessi, Kappy, Katharine, Lauralye (you are truly evil, do you know that? You haven't posted for a month, *and* you figure out all my plot. For awhile there, I thought you'd been wished away to the goblin city. I missed you!), Lian Leviathan, LIME (Jareth was very annoyed with me the other day. You see, he really wants to go and smash the living daylights out of Brian, but I keep making him do other things, like, oh, I don't know, maybe save his kingdom??), LizBethy (so you forgot me, did you? *sniff, sniff* I guess I'll get over it. Someday. I'll have to work hard to make my story more memorable, to get you to pay some attention to poor ol' me), marie, Melissa Davis (Do you really think our favorite King would let Abien just walk away with out some serious payback? I didn't think so. Revenge is coming, but not until Abien can do some more damagae…), Moonlady (so you're sure Brian and Abien are the same person, huh? We'll just have to see about that), Pyra Sanada (wow, seven reviews in one hour. You are the speedy one!), Rainbow, Raine_Faerie (fave amer.hifi song? I'm a fool, of course!), Ryo Hoshi, Saphire 030, Sara Beth (Revelations are coming soon. Actually, they were supposed to come in chp 13, but Kira wanted some space to herself, and then Sarah and Jareth got bored just kissing all the time…), Sarina Fannel, Seeking Serenity (Abien's not so much interested in Sarah…he's after another girl), Seiya's Odango, Silver Space, Siri, SkItZoFrEaK (it seems I have a cheerleader now. Coolness!), Taiyl, Teller (look for more princess bride refrences in chp 15. PB rocks!), VaMpIrOs_DaRk_AnGeL

And a special thanks to The Bird, who figured out that Hoggle was Kira's first born, taken by Jareth (more on that in chapters to come) and to Lauralye, for guessing every damn element of surprise I'm trying to have in this story!!!