Leila woke in great pain. With a groan she rolled over but it only made it worse. "Damn you Jareth." She didn't know he was standing there beside her bed. Lifting up her tank top to just below her breast she touched the bruised flesh.
"ugh.." Wincing she opened her eyes and looked at her hand, there was a small amount of blood. "God, what'd you hit me with a two ton bolder. Damn." Jareth only watched from the shadows. Getting up Leila walked into the bathroom and stripped off her shirt and bra getting a better look. Cursing she walked back out. "And if you think I cant see you, you are wrong." She glared out of the corner of her eye at the invisible form of Jareth.
He growled and became visible. "Well, the least you could have done was dress all the way since I'm here."
Leila snorted. "You are the one in my room you know. And besides I've got to fix my ribs, since your damn near broke two of them." Jareth growled slightly and watched her move about the room. "And besides last time I checked you didn't care how I dressed as long as I did my job." Leila spoke even though her back was turned towards him. Jareth glared at her and waited. He heard a slight poping sound as she fixed her rips, but nothing more. Her body healed quickly after she reset the small break in one of them. Jareth just waited, but when she turned back around he damned near killed over. He hadn't realized she didn't have a bra on either. He stood gapping at her for a few moments before he caught himself and shut his mouth.
Leila smirked. "You act like you've never seen a women, you know." Jareth glared at her. "Even though I know you've seen many. Jareth shrugged. Leila walked into the bathroom and stripped off the rest of her cloths. "You don't mind if I take a shower do you?" She had poked her head out of the door looking at him. Jareth went slightly wide eyed as he saw part of her lower body.
"No.."
Leila nodded and went back into the bathroom turning on the water. She knew he was watching her from the door. "If you are going to stare at least stare at me when I'm not bent over." She stood back up straight and looked at him over her shoulder with a smirk. Getting into the shower she shut the nearly see through door and started washing herself. He rips were still slightly bruised but she didn't mind.
Jareth watched her wash herself from head to toe through the doors of the shower. He smiled as she cleaned her lower areas his mind adrift with fantasy's. But those thoughts were pulled from his mind when he heard a soft laugh.
"Enjoying yourself?" He hadn't realized what he had been doing. Leila stood fully nude and dripping wet in front of him a smirk upon her face as she watched him. Jareth realized where his hand was and he quickly removed it trying not to blush. Leila laughed walking closer to him leaning over him to get a towel. "I didn't know worrier women in the shower turned you on so much."
As she leaned over him to get a towel she let her knee slip in between his legs rubbing him gently as if by accident. Jareth groaned in his throat at the sudden contact to his swollen member. She smirked again but was suddenly pinned to the counter.
"Jareth!" He grinned at her and her surprised look. But Jareth didn't care what she did or said two could play at the game she had started.
He bent his head and ran his mouth along her throat teasingly. "What?" Leila watched in surprise as he leaned over her, kissing and licking her neck.
Leila growled in her throat and pushed him off tackling him to the ground, pinning him. "You know a while ago you would have killed me and now you are teasing me."
Jareth frowned the light draining from his eyes. "Yes, well maybe I should have." He pushed her off and got up. "Get dressed and get back to work. And don't you dare call me Jareth, ever again unless I give you permission to do so. Is that clear?" Leila glared at him in surprise but nodded grabbing a towel. Jareth left and she sighed wrapping the towel around herself. Walking back into her room she sat down on the bed. But as soon as she was about to lay back and relax there he was again his arms crossed and eyes hard. "That means now Leila."
She sat up glaring at him. "All right. I'm going. Do you mind?" Jareth glared at her and disappeared from the room giving her a chance to get dressed even though he could still watch and he was silently. "And don't you dare watch you pervert." Jareth stared at her through the crystal wide eyed with shock. "I'm not getting dressed until you put that damn thing away. Jareth mumbled and did so but looked again once she had started dressing.
"ugh.." Wincing she opened her eyes and looked at her hand, there was a small amount of blood. "God, what'd you hit me with a two ton bolder. Damn." Jareth only watched from the shadows. Getting up Leila walked into the bathroom and stripped off her shirt and bra getting a better look. Cursing she walked back out. "And if you think I cant see you, you are wrong." She glared out of the corner of her eye at the invisible form of Jareth.
He growled and became visible. "Well, the least you could have done was dress all the way since I'm here."
Leila snorted. "You are the one in my room you know. And besides I've got to fix my ribs, since your damn near broke two of them." Jareth growled slightly and watched her move about the room. "And besides last time I checked you didn't care how I dressed as long as I did my job." Leila spoke even though her back was turned towards him. Jareth glared at her and waited. He heard a slight poping sound as she fixed her rips, but nothing more. Her body healed quickly after she reset the small break in one of them. Jareth just waited, but when she turned back around he damned near killed over. He hadn't realized she didn't have a bra on either. He stood gapping at her for a few moments before he caught himself and shut his mouth.
Leila smirked. "You act like you've never seen a women, you know." Jareth glared at her. "Even though I know you've seen many. Jareth shrugged. Leila walked into the bathroom and stripped off the rest of her cloths. "You don't mind if I take a shower do you?" She had poked her head out of the door looking at him. Jareth went slightly wide eyed as he saw part of her lower body.
"No.."
Leila nodded and went back into the bathroom turning on the water. She knew he was watching her from the door. "If you are going to stare at least stare at me when I'm not bent over." She stood back up straight and looked at him over her shoulder with a smirk. Getting into the shower she shut the nearly see through door and started washing herself. He rips were still slightly bruised but she didn't mind.
Jareth watched her wash herself from head to toe through the doors of the shower. He smiled as she cleaned her lower areas his mind adrift with fantasy's. But those thoughts were pulled from his mind when he heard a soft laugh.
"Enjoying yourself?" He hadn't realized what he had been doing. Leila stood fully nude and dripping wet in front of him a smirk upon her face as she watched him. Jareth realized where his hand was and he quickly removed it trying not to blush. Leila laughed walking closer to him leaning over him to get a towel. "I didn't know worrier women in the shower turned you on so much."
As she leaned over him to get a towel she let her knee slip in between his legs rubbing him gently as if by accident. Jareth groaned in his throat at the sudden contact to his swollen member. She smirked again but was suddenly pinned to the counter.
"Jareth!" He grinned at her and her surprised look. But Jareth didn't care what she did or said two could play at the game she had started.
He bent his head and ran his mouth along her throat teasingly. "What?" Leila watched in surprise as he leaned over her, kissing and licking her neck.
Leila growled in her throat and pushed him off tackling him to the ground, pinning him. "You know a while ago you would have killed me and now you are teasing me."
Jareth frowned the light draining from his eyes. "Yes, well maybe I should have." He pushed her off and got up. "Get dressed and get back to work. And don't you dare call me Jareth, ever again unless I give you permission to do so. Is that clear?" Leila glared at him in surprise but nodded grabbing a towel. Jareth left and she sighed wrapping the towel around herself. Walking back into her room she sat down on the bed. But as soon as she was about to lay back and relax there he was again his arms crossed and eyes hard. "That means now Leila."
She sat up glaring at him. "All right. I'm going. Do you mind?" Jareth glared at her and disappeared from the room giving her a chance to get dressed even though he could still watch and he was silently. "And don't you dare watch you pervert." Jareth stared at her through the crystal wide eyed with shock. "I'm not getting dressed until you put that damn thing away. Jareth mumbled and did so but looked again once she had started dressing.
