Sydney was confused, finding her way around the shrubs was proving very
difficult. Not being able to concentrate and navigate her way around , she
had to stop each time she had to think of some thing important. And it
wasn't helping that her thoughts kept traveling back to the mysterious
Goblin King. She had found out that she had walked in a circle many times
she scolded herself and forced herself to concentrate on the paths in front
of her.
She had come to another fork in the path just after Jareth had left her, and she took the path on the right. It took her to a fork that looked exactly like the one she just went though. she took the one the right again and the same thing happened. She took the right path five more times before she was convinced that she was going in a circle.
Now she was standing in front of the left path, thinking out her moves. If the Labyrinth wanted her to take the left path, why wasn't there just one path? Well that was easy , so she could waist time going in circles like she was. But she thought that maybe if she went down it one more time she would come to new paths. But she could spend all day going just one more time.
Finally she made up her mind and took the left path. She wasn't surprised to find a dead end or that the shrubs moved to box her in, but she was surprised to see the shrubs move to the top to create a actual box. The shrubs thickened to blot out the sun.
Standing in pitch-blackness, she was just starting to wonder what she was going to do when the box exploded with white light. It was so bright, Sydney had to shut her eyes and cover them with her hands. When it seemed that the light had dimmed she slowly opened her eyes. She gasped at the sight in front of her.
There in the box with her were three white horses, but not just horses, a unicorn stood to her left, it had sky blue eyes and a white horn, to her right was a Pegasus, it had red eyes and giant white feathery wings. And in the center, between the two, was a combination of both. A Pegasus with a short golden horn and leaf green eyes. Soft white light radiated off them and it lit up the box.
"Welcome Dreamer." Said the unicorn. Its voice was feminine and seemed to come from everywhere. Sydney didn't understand that she knew that the unicorn was talking, it didn't move its mouth, only pawed at the ground.
"Hello" whispered Sydney, afraid that if she talked to loud or made a sudden movement that they would flee.
"You have a task to perform before you can continue" said the Pegasus, his voice was deep and booming. He flared his wings as he spoke.
"It figures" said Sydney, relaxed now that she knew what was going on and that the creatures were not going anywhere any time soon. The three animals hung their heads as if hurt by her sarcastic words. Sydney immediately regretted her action. "What must I do?" She asked them.
The center animal looked up at her. "You must answer a question with a action." He said.
Sydney gasped when she heard his voice; it was soft, calm, and extremely masculine. She just about melted at the sound of it, it reminded her of Jareth. 'what! No, you stupid girl, don't think about him' she scolded herself again. Jareth sounded nothing like that, he was arrogant and had that dammed English accent. She shoved all thoughts of him away and concentrated at the task at hand.
"Alright, what's the question?" The three animals looked up at her,
" The Dream World is under threat." Said the unicorn
"It is being destroyed from within." Boomed the Pegasus.
"Which one of us is responsible?" Said the smoothed voiced combination.
When the voices faded away a jewel encrusted dagger appeared in front of Sydney hovering in the air.
"When you think you have then answer you must kill one of us." Said the unicorn.
"I have to kill one of you!" said Sydney in horror. "Only the one who is the threat." Said the center animal, his voice offering comfort.
'Think Sydney think' this was a question about the Dream World and she should know it. But under the pressure of having to make the right decision caused her mind to go blank and she panicked. Breathing in deeply she calmed herself down.
The unicorn is in person's dreams and does nothing more. The Pegasus flies the dreamers to the Dream World, but dose not go in. the combination of the two is what keeps the Dream World safe, he protects it, so it couldn't very well be him, could it?
But it had to be, ' the threat comes from within', the other two are not allowed inside, the only one there to harm it would be the center animal. She plucked the dagger from the air. Looking at them, they all stared right back. They all looked exactly how she dreamed they would. She didn't want to kill any of them.
"Why does she hesitate?"
Jareth looked down at the toddler-sized goblin, who asked the question. He was back in his castle sitting on his throne. The mortal baby was quietly being entertained by other goblins while others were passed out on the floor, sleeping off the party. Others still were hanging around Jareth as he gazed at Sydney's image in a crystal
"She knows the answer, why does she not do it?" the little goblin continued.
"She's afraid of death," whispered Jareth. His mismatched eyes never leaving the crystal. He gazed into her haunted green eyes, they showed distress and sadness.
"A mortal, afraid of death, why, they have death all around them." Said the little goblin, she and the group of others laughed at the thought.
"Shut up!" Jareth demanded. "I'm not sure if she's afraid of seeing it die. Or causing its death." Jareth used his power to bring the creatures into the image. " What beautiful creatures they are," he said softly, lost in thought. The goblins looked up at him. Soft words were not like their King, but many things had changed when the baby and the mortal girls arrived. "The mortals, Aboveground, must have such imaginations and dreams to vision such things." He continued.
Sydney griped the dagger tightly as she stepped up to the center animal. He stood still and gazed at her with his green eyes. She had went though every possibility, but no new answer presented itself, she had to kill him.
'I'm sorry" she told him.
"What must be done must be done, it can not be helped." He said soothingly.
She reached out and touched him. His fur was soft and warm and very real. The unicorn and Pegasus stood by and said nor did nothing.
Then, before she could change her mind, she swung the dagger in a arch and plunged it into the animal's neck. He gave a horse like scream and reared up on his back legs. All three animals and the shrubs disappeared. Leaving Sydney alone in the middle of new paths and turns.
Shaken, she dropped to the ground and hid her face in her hands and started to cry. Barely a moment passed when she heard the familiar voice.
"Sydney?" Jareth was unsure of what to do. Never had a mortal in the Labyrinth wept. He took a hesitant step closer to her "Sydney are you all right? You don't have to worry, you killed the correct one."
Sydney had enough of the King and his ways. Moving faster than she thought she could, she leapt to her feet and shoved Jareth away with all her strength. Not expecting the attack, Jareth stumbled, but regained his balance in time to side step her next attack.
"Who do you think you are!" Sydney cried as she charged at him again, he sidestepped away but she had anticipated that move and followed him, taking a swing. Jareth caught her wrist before she could hit him and he held her with god-like strength. She swung with her other hand, but he caught her again.
"Sydney.." he protested, but was interrupted. 'No!.. do you get off at torturing us? What are You!"
Jareth spun her around, causing her arms to criss-cross, and pressed her back to his chest. Sydney forced Jareth to walk backwards until his back hit the wall, he grunted as he did so. Sydney anchored her feet and pinned him against the wall.
"Sydney I don't control what you see ," he said, not the least bit fazed about the position he was in. " It's different for everybody who enter here."
Suddenly Sydney felt her arms go free and she flew back and hit the wall. Jareth had disappeared and reappeared a few feet in front of her. Defeated and exhausted she slid to the ground and sat in silence as the realization that she had just physically fought the Goblin King and killed a beautiful creature came back to her.
Jareth swatted at a few wisps of his hair that had fallen out of place during the clash. He looked down at his left hand and then pulled a black handkerchief from inside his jacket and cleaned his hands. Then he cautiously stepped up to her and held it out to her. "Here" he demanded in a tortured voice.
"Why?" Sydney snapped.
"For you hands and face." He snapped back, dropping the silk handkerchief on her leg.
Looking down at her hands and saw that they were covered in blood. Shock registered on her face and Jareth quickly added, "It's not yours."
Not hers, did she fight harder than she thought. "Is it yours?" she asked.
"No. it belongs to that creature you killed." He said softly, any anger he had in him floated away.
Standing she took the handkerchief and wiped the blood away, no doubt she had blood on her face as well, when she had covered her face when she was crying. Determent not to let his presences distract her she scanned the new area and started walking, again Jareth fell into step next to her.
"Let me explain," Jareth said, wanting Sydney to understand that he truly did not control all that went on in the Labyrinth. " If Sarah had been in your place, she would have seen.something like.like her stuffed animals, they would have been talking and asking her questions. And she would have had to rip the stuffing from them or throw them in a fire." He grinned when he saw her lips tip upward as she fought the smile that the vision brought on.
"Yes but.. Why must I have to do something so violent? Why couldn't it have been something like Sarah's?" she whined, as she tried to get the stubborn blood from her face.
Jareth crossed his arms, something that Sydney was now use to. It was like a switch, when he crossed his arms he got arrogant and full of himself. "Sarah's a child." He said sternly. "What you had to do came from life experience."
"I've never stabbed anybody before!" who did this King think he was talking to.
Jareth laughed out loud, the sound of it flowed under Sydney's skin giving her goose bumps. " Of course not," he said still laughing. " Your maturity is reflected by this task. You know that life can be ended and that sometimes good things must die. I used to think that all mortals knew this, it didn't take me very long to understand that not all believed things could go wrong, even for the "good guys" ."
"Oh, I guess I see." She mumbled, suddenly depressed by the fact he stated. Jareth stopped when they came to a path that went off in different directions. When she had chosen her path they continued on in a comfortable silence.
"Was it really torture for you. to kill that creature?" he asked. Looking down at her.
Sarah nodded, "It had always been a dream of mine to see them, when I found out I had to kill me of them.it was.like killing a part of myself." She fought the tears that welled up in her eyes.
Jareth had cracked her mask of calm and control, now her emotions where out out for everyone to see, though he took no pleasure in having broken one of the girls. Then he held out a crystal to her.
"Why is it that you mortals don't take what you desire, you feel like you must fight for it, or earn it somehow, is it so difficult for you to understand how easy it could be."
Sydney sighed, "Why is it that you are so bent on us taking our dreams?"
"Once you enter the Labyrinth the only way out is to reach the center. And considering how unlikely that is then at least you will be trapped here with your dreams. I would rather you chose to stay here rather than be forced to."
"Ah, so you want us to voluntarily want to stay here.?" Sydney concurred Jareth nodded. Then he stopped and grabbed Sydney by the arm, tossing the crystal in the air. He was growing tired of seeing her try in vain to remove the blood from her face.
"Let me help you remove that." He said taking the handkerchief from her. His innocent intentions were ruined by the glint in his eyes and the grin he wore. Sydney tried to jump away, but Jareth held fast.
"No!.. I still remember what happened last time you tried to help me." She ran her free hand across her stomach where the touch had lingered.
Jareth had the courtesy to blush, which was a stark contrast to his pale skin. "I was only playing with you then" he pulled her closer to him and used his free hand to tip her face up to his and he gently removed the stubborn blood. He used his power to remove it easily from her skin.
He noticed that she was not looking at him, that she had her eyes focused somewhere around his ear. He tried not to notice that she was trembling slightly, or that her green eyes were so innocent and frightened looking. He tried not to notice the smell of her sweet perfume as it engulfed him.
Sydney tried not to notice how tall he really was now that she was standing so close to him. She focused her gaze on his ear, because if she looked straight ahead she would have a full view of his perfect pale chest. And if she looked at his eyes she would melt. She tired not to notice how the sunlight turned his hair almost white and that he smelled like a mix of leather and earth after a rain.
She knew something was happening to cause her senses to be heightened so much. She could hear her heart hammering in her chest so loudly, she thought for sure the Goblin King could hear it also. She could feel every breath he took and she could hear the creak of leather as he moved.
Suddenly the air around them became alive with tension, and Sydney could hardly breathe. And she could feel herself start to heat up and she couldn't take it any more she had to look at him.
Jareth noticed the beautiful blush as it creped up her neck to her face. And how suddenly he felt a little to warm for his taste. When she finally looked at him, he locked his gaze on her and refused to let go. And he knew she saw the same thing in his eyes, as he did in hers.
Desire
He had stopped cleaning her face for some time, instead his hand rested lightly on her face and he was gently running his thumb across her cheek, causing the blush to deepen. The leather of his gloves felt cool against her heated skin.
Sydney felt his grip on her arm loosen, she didn't pull away she stayed perfectly still. She felt the light touch of his gloves as he ran his hand down her arm, feeling like he was scorching her on the way, and took hold of her wrist.
When Jareth had released his hold he expected her to jump away immediately. He was pleasantly surprised though when she did not. Then as if acting with a mind of its own, his hand trailed down her arm and took firm hold of her wrist.
Sydney was so distracted by Jareth's hand burning into her wrist, that at first she did not notice that he was leaning in. It wasn't until she noticed that his eyes where only half open and that he had pulled her to him until their bodied where almost touching that she realized that he meant to kiss her.
She didn't move, she had never been kissed before, and if a man like Jareth wanted to kiss her then damn it she would let him. The hand that was caressing her face slowly moved to her hair, and he slid his hand though her loose curls and tilted her head to him. She held her breath in anticipation, and her eyes fluttered closed. They were so close now that their noses touched and Sydney's heart leapt to her throat.
Suddenly a strange earth-rattling howl came from the Labyrinth, Jareth looked away as Sydney's eyes snapped open and her heart slammed to a stop. Jareth straighten up and looked out towards the direction of the howl. Sydney let go of the breath she was holding and was mortified about what was about to happen.
Then the howl came again, the stones to the Labyrinth floor trembled beneath their feet. Jareth looked down at the floor and whispered, "Lodo" then he turned back to Sydney whom he still held very close to him. She saw the feral desire in his eyes melt way and was replaced by his usual arrogant self.
"I'm sorry my dear, apparently Sarah has interrupted our.visit yet again, though this time I wish she could have waited a minute longer.don't you?" Jareth said, He forced away the warm aching feeling away and masked his true feelings well.
Sydney was to embarrassed to speak, Jareth laughed deep in his throat and leaned in close to whisper, "We'll continue our.conversation, later." With that said he disappeared in a shower of glitter, which rained down on Sydney.
Sydney stood there, with glitter dripping off her, extremely worried about what exactly did he mean by continuing later.
She had come to another fork in the path just after Jareth had left her, and she took the path on the right. It took her to a fork that looked exactly like the one she just went though. she took the one the right again and the same thing happened. She took the right path five more times before she was convinced that she was going in a circle.
Now she was standing in front of the left path, thinking out her moves. If the Labyrinth wanted her to take the left path, why wasn't there just one path? Well that was easy , so she could waist time going in circles like she was. But she thought that maybe if she went down it one more time she would come to new paths. But she could spend all day going just one more time.
Finally she made up her mind and took the left path. She wasn't surprised to find a dead end or that the shrubs moved to box her in, but she was surprised to see the shrubs move to the top to create a actual box. The shrubs thickened to blot out the sun.
Standing in pitch-blackness, she was just starting to wonder what she was going to do when the box exploded with white light. It was so bright, Sydney had to shut her eyes and cover them with her hands. When it seemed that the light had dimmed she slowly opened her eyes. She gasped at the sight in front of her.
There in the box with her were three white horses, but not just horses, a unicorn stood to her left, it had sky blue eyes and a white horn, to her right was a Pegasus, it had red eyes and giant white feathery wings. And in the center, between the two, was a combination of both. A Pegasus with a short golden horn and leaf green eyes. Soft white light radiated off them and it lit up the box.
"Welcome Dreamer." Said the unicorn. Its voice was feminine and seemed to come from everywhere. Sydney didn't understand that she knew that the unicorn was talking, it didn't move its mouth, only pawed at the ground.
"Hello" whispered Sydney, afraid that if she talked to loud or made a sudden movement that they would flee.
"You have a task to perform before you can continue" said the Pegasus, his voice was deep and booming. He flared his wings as he spoke.
"It figures" said Sydney, relaxed now that she knew what was going on and that the creatures were not going anywhere any time soon. The three animals hung their heads as if hurt by her sarcastic words. Sydney immediately regretted her action. "What must I do?" She asked them.
The center animal looked up at her. "You must answer a question with a action." He said.
Sydney gasped when she heard his voice; it was soft, calm, and extremely masculine. She just about melted at the sound of it, it reminded her of Jareth. 'what! No, you stupid girl, don't think about him' she scolded herself again. Jareth sounded nothing like that, he was arrogant and had that dammed English accent. She shoved all thoughts of him away and concentrated at the task at hand.
"Alright, what's the question?" The three animals looked up at her,
" The Dream World is under threat." Said the unicorn
"It is being destroyed from within." Boomed the Pegasus.
"Which one of us is responsible?" Said the smoothed voiced combination.
When the voices faded away a jewel encrusted dagger appeared in front of Sydney hovering in the air.
"When you think you have then answer you must kill one of us." Said the unicorn.
"I have to kill one of you!" said Sydney in horror. "Only the one who is the threat." Said the center animal, his voice offering comfort.
'Think Sydney think' this was a question about the Dream World and she should know it. But under the pressure of having to make the right decision caused her mind to go blank and she panicked. Breathing in deeply she calmed herself down.
The unicorn is in person's dreams and does nothing more. The Pegasus flies the dreamers to the Dream World, but dose not go in. the combination of the two is what keeps the Dream World safe, he protects it, so it couldn't very well be him, could it?
But it had to be, ' the threat comes from within', the other two are not allowed inside, the only one there to harm it would be the center animal. She plucked the dagger from the air. Looking at them, they all stared right back. They all looked exactly how she dreamed they would. She didn't want to kill any of them.
"Why does she hesitate?"
Jareth looked down at the toddler-sized goblin, who asked the question. He was back in his castle sitting on his throne. The mortal baby was quietly being entertained by other goblins while others were passed out on the floor, sleeping off the party. Others still were hanging around Jareth as he gazed at Sydney's image in a crystal
"She knows the answer, why does she not do it?" the little goblin continued.
"She's afraid of death," whispered Jareth. His mismatched eyes never leaving the crystal. He gazed into her haunted green eyes, they showed distress and sadness.
"A mortal, afraid of death, why, they have death all around them." Said the little goblin, she and the group of others laughed at the thought.
"Shut up!" Jareth demanded. "I'm not sure if she's afraid of seeing it die. Or causing its death." Jareth used his power to bring the creatures into the image. " What beautiful creatures they are," he said softly, lost in thought. The goblins looked up at him. Soft words were not like their King, but many things had changed when the baby and the mortal girls arrived. "The mortals, Aboveground, must have such imaginations and dreams to vision such things." He continued.
Sydney griped the dagger tightly as she stepped up to the center animal. He stood still and gazed at her with his green eyes. She had went though every possibility, but no new answer presented itself, she had to kill him.
'I'm sorry" she told him.
"What must be done must be done, it can not be helped." He said soothingly.
She reached out and touched him. His fur was soft and warm and very real. The unicorn and Pegasus stood by and said nor did nothing.
Then, before she could change her mind, she swung the dagger in a arch and plunged it into the animal's neck. He gave a horse like scream and reared up on his back legs. All three animals and the shrubs disappeared. Leaving Sydney alone in the middle of new paths and turns.
Shaken, she dropped to the ground and hid her face in her hands and started to cry. Barely a moment passed when she heard the familiar voice.
"Sydney?" Jareth was unsure of what to do. Never had a mortal in the Labyrinth wept. He took a hesitant step closer to her "Sydney are you all right? You don't have to worry, you killed the correct one."
Sydney had enough of the King and his ways. Moving faster than she thought she could, she leapt to her feet and shoved Jareth away with all her strength. Not expecting the attack, Jareth stumbled, but regained his balance in time to side step her next attack.
"Who do you think you are!" Sydney cried as she charged at him again, he sidestepped away but she had anticipated that move and followed him, taking a swing. Jareth caught her wrist before she could hit him and he held her with god-like strength. She swung with her other hand, but he caught her again.
"Sydney.." he protested, but was interrupted. 'No!.. do you get off at torturing us? What are You!"
Jareth spun her around, causing her arms to criss-cross, and pressed her back to his chest. Sydney forced Jareth to walk backwards until his back hit the wall, he grunted as he did so. Sydney anchored her feet and pinned him against the wall.
"Sydney I don't control what you see ," he said, not the least bit fazed about the position he was in. " It's different for everybody who enter here."
Suddenly Sydney felt her arms go free and she flew back and hit the wall. Jareth had disappeared and reappeared a few feet in front of her. Defeated and exhausted she slid to the ground and sat in silence as the realization that she had just physically fought the Goblin King and killed a beautiful creature came back to her.
Jareth swatted at a few wisps of his hair that had fallen out of place during the clash. He looked down at his left hand and then pulled a black handkerchief from inside his jacket and cleaned his hands. Then he cautiously stepped up to her and held it out to her. "Here" he demanded in a tortured voice.
"Why?" Sydney snapped.
"For you hands and face." He snapped back, dropping the silk handkerchief on her leg.
Looking down at her hands and saw that they were covered in blood. Shock registered on her face and Jareth quickly added, "It's not yours."
Not hers, did she fight harder than she thought. "Is it yours?" she asked.
"No. it belongs to that creature you killed." He said softly, any anger he had in him floated away.
Standing she took the handkerchief and wiped the blood away, no doubt she had blood on her face as well, when she had covered her face when she was crying. Determent not to let his presences distract her she scanned the new area and started walking, again Jareth fell into step next to her.
"Let me explain," Jareth said, wanting Sydney to understand that he truly did not control all that went on in the Labyrinth. " If Sarah had been in your place, she would have seen.something like.like her stuffed animals, they would have been talking and asking her questions. And she would have had to rip the stuffing from them or throw them in a fire." He grinned when he saw her lips tip upward as she fought the smile that the vision brought on.
"Yes but.. Why must I have to do something so violent? Why couldn't it have been something like Sarah's?" she whined, as she tried to get the stubborn blood from her face.
Jareth crossed his arms, something that Sydney was now use to. It was like a switch, when he crossed his arms he got arrogant and full of himself. "Sarah's a child." He said sternly. "What you had to do came from life experience."
"I've never stabbed anybody before!" who did this King think he was talking to.
Jareth laughed out loud, the sound of it flowed under Sydney's skin giving her goose bumps. " Of course not," he said still laughing. " Your maturity is reflected by this task. You know that life can be ended and that sometimes good things must die. I used to think that all mortals knew this, it didn't take me very long to understand that not all believed things could go wrong, even for the "good guys" ."
"Oh, I guess I see." She mumbled, suddenly depressed by the fact he stated. Jareth stopped when they came to a path that went off in different directions. When she had chosen her path they continued on in a comfortable silence.
"Was it really torture for you. to kill that creature?" he asked. Looking down at her.
Sarah nodded, "It had always been a dream of mine to see them, when I found out I had to kill me of them.it was.like killing a part of myself." She fought the tears that welled up in her eyes.
Jareth had cracked her mask of calm and control, now her emotions where out out for everyone to see, though he took no pleasure in having broken one of the girls. Then he held out a crystal to her.
"Why is it that you mortals don't take what you desire, you feel like you must fight for it, or earn it somehow, is it so difficult for you to understand how easy it could be."
Sydney sighed, "Why is it that you are so bent on us taking our dreams?"
"Once you enter the Labyrinth the only way out is to reach the center. And considering how unlikely that is then at least you will be trapped here with your dreams. I would rather you chose to stay here rather than be forced to."
"Ah, so you want us to voluntarily want to stay here.?" Sydney concurred Jareth nodded. Then he stopped and grabbed Sydney by the arm, tossing the crystal in the air. He was growing tired of seeing her try in vain to remove the blood from her face.
"Let me help you remove that." He said taking the handkerchief from her. His innocent intentions were ruined by the glint in his eyes and the grin he wore. Sydney tried to jump away, but Jareth held fast.
"No!.. I still remember what happened last time you tried to help me." She ran her free hand across her stomach where the touch had lingered.
Jareth had the courtesy to blush, which was a stark contrast to his pale skin. "I was only playing with you then" he pulled her closer to him and used his free hand to tip her face up to his and he gently removed the stubborn blood. He used his power to remove it easily from her skin.
He noticed that she was not looking at him, that she had her eyes focused somewhere around his ear. He tried not to notice that she was trembling slightly, or that her green eyes were so innocent and frightened looking. He tried not to notice the smell of her sweet perfume as it engulfed him.
Sydney tried not to notice how tall he really was now that she was standing so close to him. She focused her gaze on his ear, because if she looked straight ahead she would have a full view of his perfect pale chest. And if she looked at his eyes she would melt. She tired not to notice how the sunlight turned his hair almost white and that he smelled like a mix of leather and earth after a rain.
She knew something was happening to cause her senses to be heightened so much. She could hear her heart hammering in her chest so loudly, she thought for sure the Goblin King could hear it also. She could feel every breath he took and she could hear the creak of leather as he moved.
Suddenly the air around them became alive with tension, and Sydney could hardly breathe. And she could feel herself start to heat up and she couldn't take it any more she had to look at him.
Jareth noticed the beautiful blush as it creped up her neck to her face. And how suddenly he felt a little to warm for his taste. When she finally looked at him, he locked his gaze on her and refused to let go. And he knew she saw the same thing in his eyes, as he did in hers.
Desire
He had stopped cleaning her face for some time, instead his hand rested lightly on her face and he was gently running his thumb across her cheek, causing the blush to deepen. The leather of his gloves felt cool against her heated skin.
Sydney felt his grip on her arm loosen, she didn't pull away she stayed perfectly still. She felt the light touch of his gloves as he ran his hand down her arm, feeling like he was scorching her on the way, and took hold of her wrist.
When Jareth had released his hold he expected her to jump away immediately. He was pleasantly surprised though when she did not. Then as if acting with a mind of its own, his hand trailed down her arm and took firm hold of her wrist.
Sydney was so distracted by Jareth's hand burning into her wrist, that at first she did not notice that he was leaning in. It wasn't until she noticed that his eyes where only half open and that he had pulled her to him until their bodied where almost touching that she realized that he meant to kiss her.
She didn't move, she had never been kissed before, and if a man like Jareth wanted to kiss her then damn it she would let him. The hand that was caressing her face slowly moved to her hair, and he slid his hand though her loose curls and tilted her head to him. She held her breath in anticipation, and her eyes fluttered closed. They were so close now that their noses touched and Sydney's heart leapt to her throat.
Suddenly a strange earth-rattling howl came from the Labyrinth, Jareth looked away as Sydney's eyes snapped open and her heart slammed to a stop. Jareth straighten up and looked out towards the direction of the howl. Sydney let go of the breath she was holding and was mortified about what was about to happen.
Then the howl came again, the stones to the Labyrinth floor trembled beneath their feet. Jareth looked down at the floor and whispered, "Lodo" then he turned back to Sydney whom he still held very close to him. She saw the feral desire in his eyes melt way and was replaced by his usual arrogant self.
"I'm sorry my dear, apparently Sarah has interrupted our.visit yet again, though this time I wish she could have waited a minute longer.don't you?" Jareth said, He forced away the warm aching feeling away and masked his true feelings well.
Sydney was to embarrassed to speak, Jareth laughed deep in his throat and leaned in close to whisper, "We'll continue our.conversation, later." With that said he disappeared in a shower of glitter, which rained down on Sydney.
Sydney stood there, with glitter dripping off her, extremely worried about what exactly did he mean by continuing later.