Colette trudged the labyrinth's shortcut and mused on the great mess that
she always seemed to create for herself. Then she telepathically felt
warmth and she turned to find Ben.
"I.I was worried about you," He stuttered, "It was nice of you to stand up for me," She began, looking wistfully towards the horizon behind him.
"It's ok." He smiled, leaning in closer. She didn't seem to notice and he watched, amazed, as a silent tear fell down her naturally pale face, the first he had seen since she arrived. "What's wrong?" He asked, not breaking her gaze. "They've agreed, I warned them not to, they've agreed.for me." She bowed her head and walked away, not accepting the comforting hug he offered.
Jareth took them to a place they had never imagined and didn't believe possible. It was in a small cottage, quiet and secluded, looking like something from a Thomas Hardy novel. "Here, just here." He told himself, sitting on the bed that occupied most of the cottage's one room. He took Emily by the arm and pulled her down beside him, stroking her face. "I'll take you places you never knew were inside you," He promised, "You already have," She murmured, as their lips met. He stroked his finger along her leg and stopped at her knee, tapping it gently. "Don't stop," She murmured, running a swift hand through his hair. He rolled her on her back and unbuttoned her blouse, teasing her pale flesh with his tongue. He brought her to the edge quickly and easily, bringing her to her climax mercifully. Now she had mixed opinions about sex and lay back, hot and bothered, trying to work out why she had just agreed to have sex with Jareth when she agreed never again. Then it was Carol's turn and she came just as quickly, clinging onto him every moment, relishing in what she hadn't felt the first time round. When finished, Jareth dressed himself and delivered them back home, to the safety of their own beds.
Colette sat below the tree and smiled slightly as Ben came up. "It's over," She murmured, looking at him as he sat beside her. "You're going home?" He asked. "If Jareth keeps his word," She whispered, guilty about the whole affair. Suddenly she became very aware of the young man's presence and she could feel his warm breath beating down on her neck. As she turned her head she found their faces almost touching, just like before. But now she was the fallen griffin, and she allowed him to kiss her. It was quick and simple and sweet. She licked her lips and opened her eyes to meet his. "I've been meaning to do that," He murmured, leaning in for another one. Once again, she allowed him and with her participation, the kiss evolved and they drew closer, both becoming lost in the moment. It was this simple action that reminded Colette of all the things she had given up as a mortal. Ben was half mortal; he was only Jareth's half brother, a product of the kind of conduct that Jareth now dealt in. He broke the kiss and wrapped his arm around Colette's shoulder, bringing her close. "Isn't this cosy?" Jareth smiled down on them, taking an object from his pocket. In the palm of his hand he held a small tiger's eyes rock. "Here!" He laughed; throwing it into Colette's hands, "It's your soul," He cackled slightly, "As fiery as a Tiger and a Heart of Stone.that's you," and he left. Colette looked at Ben and sighed, he knew the truth. If she accepted it then she would be returned to the mortal world and their paths would never cross again. He nodded to her, explaining that her friends had sacrificed their innocence and integrity for what she held in her hand. Colette gave him one final kiss and concentrated on the stone.
Carol and Emily dragged themselves to the supermarket; both annoyed that their mothers hadn't noticed their sleepy nature and bouts of depression. They wheeled the trolley round, throwing in the occasional grocery when they remembered. Carol picked up a pint of milk and placed it mindlessly in the trolley. "No.you're mum drinks semi-skimmed." Carol looked up at the voice she had just heard and found Colette smiling at her. "Colette?" She murmured, and drew her friend into a drowsy hug. Emily joined in too; knowing that Jareth had kept his end of the bargain. "Thanks for what you did." Colette mustered, hugging them back. The girls looked modest and listened intently as Colette explained what had happened. "After all of it," She finished, "I don't miss the spells, the power.there's just one thing I miss.."
"Can I help you?" A male voice asked. Colette gazed up with glassy eyes and found a young man offering to take control of her trolley. She knew his smile immediately and grabbed Ben around the waist, squeezing him tight. Ben hugged her back and smiled, "Jareth ain't such a bad guy after all." He laughed.
"I.I was worried about you," He stuttered, "It was nice of you to stand up for me," She began, looking wistfully towards the horizon behind him.
"It's ok." He smiled, leaning in closer. She didn't seem to notice and he watched, amazed, as a silent tear fell down her naturally pale face, the first he had seen since she arrived. "What's wrong?" He asked, not breaking her gaze. "They've agreed, I warned them not to, they've agreed.for me." She bowed her head and walked away, not accepting the comforting hug he offered.
Jareth took them to a place they had never imagined and didn't believe possible. It was in a small cottage, quiet and secluded, looking like something from a Thomas Hardy novel. "Here, just here." He told himself, sitting on the bed that occupied most of the cottage's one room. He took Emily by the arm and pulled her down beside him, stroking her face. "I'll take you places you never knew were inside you," He promised, "You already have," She murmured, as their lips met. He stroked his finger along her leg and stopped at her knee, tapping it gently. "Don't stop," She murmured, running a swift hand through his hair. He rolled her on her back and unbuttoned her blouse, teasing her pale flesh with his tongue. He brought her to the edge quickly and easily, bringing her to her climax mercifully. Now she had mixed opinions about sex and lay back, hot and bothered, trying to work out why she had just agreed to have sex with Jareth when she agreed never again. Then it was Carol's turn and she came just as quickly, clinging onto him every moment, relishing in what she hadn't felt the first time round. When finished, Jareth dressed himself and delivered them back home, to the safety of their own beds.
Colette sat below the tree and smiled slightly as Ben came up. "It's over," She murmured, looking at him as he sat beside her. "You're going home?" He asked. "If Jareth keeps his word," She whispered, guilty about the whole affair. Suddenly she became very aware of the young man's presence and she could feel his warm breath beating down on her neck. As she turned her head she found their faces almost touching, just like before. But now she was the fallen griffin, and she allowed him to kiss her. It was quick and simple and sweet. She licked her lips and opened her eyes to meet his. "I've been meaning to do that," He murmured, leaning in for another one. Once again, she allowed him and with her participation, the kiss evolved and they drew closer, both becoming lost in the moment. It was this simple action that reminded Colette of all the things she had given up as a mortal. Ben was half mortal; he was only Jareth's half brother, a product of the kind of conduct that Jareth now dealt in. He broke the kiss and wrapped his arm around Colette's shoulder, bringing her close. "Isn't this cosy?" Jareth smiled down on them, taking an object from his pocket. In the palm of his hand he held a small tiger's eyes rock. "Here!" He laughed; throwing it into Colette's hands, "It's your soul," He cackled slightly, "As fiery as a Tiger and a Heart of Stone.that's you," and he left. Colette looked at Ben and sighed, he knew the truth. If she accepted it then she would be returned to the mortal world and their paths would never cross again. He nodded to her, explaining that her friends had sacrificed their innocence and integrity for what she held in her hand. Colette gave him one final kiss and concentrated on the stone.
Carol and Emily dragged themselves to the supermarket; both annoyed that their mothers hadn't noticed their sleepy nature and bouts of depression. They wheeled the trolley round, throwing in the occasional grocery when they remembered. Carol picked up a pint of milk and placed it mindlessly in the trolley. "No.you're mum drinks semi-skimmed." Carol looked up at the voice she had just heard and found Colette smiling at her. "Colette?" She murmured, and drew her friend into a drowsy hug. Emily joined in too; knowing that Jareth had kept his end of the bargain. "Thanks for what you did." Colette mustered, hugging them back. The girls looked modest and listened intently as Colette explained what had happened. "After all of it," She finished, "I don't miss the spells, the power.there's just one thing I miss.."
"Can I help you?" A male voice asked. Colette gazed up with glassy eyes and found a young man offering to take control of her trolley. She knew his smile immediately and grabbed Ben around the waist, squeezing him tight. Ben hugged her back and smiled, "Jareth ain't such a bad guy after all." He laughed.