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AN: I have a very slutty mind, I'm trying to keep it under controle. Disclaimer: I own nothing
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Strangely Devine Chapter Fifteen: Cold Air
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That night at diner Sarah found herself once again positioned between Jareth and Aislinn. Apparently Aislinn was pregnant, as she told everyone within shouting distance about the great news. For the first time since she'd been in the underground, Sarah saw some signs of affection between Egeus and his wife. Perhaps a baby was making them revaluate the hardened feelings, Sarah mused, as Egeus draped his arm around Aislinn's shoulders and gave her chaste kisses every now and then.
Sarah was only twenty- two. Not old enough by her world's standards to be settling down and getting married, let a lone having children. But then again it looked like she would be stuck here for the rest of her life, not exactly a horrible prospect but one that made her slightly sad. In the back of her mind, Sarah still was hoping there was some way she could leave all this and go back to reality.
Also for the first time, quite strangely, uneasy silence had descended between Sarah and Jareth. Usually he would make some innuendo about something and she would get offended and rant at him and hate him for being so attractive. Tonight both parties pushed their food around the plate disinterested in what was going on around them and consumed by their thoughts and the dreaded silence.
Sarah didn't want to bother making conversation. He'd made it very clear she'd done something stupid the night before. Although what, Sarah was still not sure. She had taken to passing on the wine tonight and was sipping water, having pronounced the famous hangover induced vow never to drink again.
It was only when Prince Dacian, with some leggy blonde wearing little more then a bit of gauze showed up. Both bowed extravagantly to the High King and Queen before moving down the table to Sarah and Jareth.
"Ah, your highness, I see you have the pleasure of Lady Sarah's company again" Dacian smiled with his lips closed and Sarah couldn't help but cringe, knowing their were pointed fangs beneath his full lips.
"Indeed" Jareth said coldly as he placed his hand over Sarah's wrist on the table top for all to see. Sarah fought the urge to pull away and gave a grim smile. Jareth continued "I see you have the company of the Lady Jaquetta"
Sarah eyed Jaquetta wearily. She was smiling seductively at Jareth in a manner she didn't quite like. Well, er, as a human being that is. That Lady Jaquetta should be so obvious about her feelings in public. Oh bloody hell, Sarah was jealous and she hated herself for it. She rolled her hand over under Jareth's and intertwined her fingers with his. He shot her a look of surprise which she ignored coolly.
"Yes, she is quite a pleasure" Dacian purred, his arm tightening around Jaquetta's slim waist. "We were wondering if you two might like to join us for a brandy in my family's sitting room"
For a moment it Sarah was highly disturbed by the fact that both Jaquetta and Dacian had extremely lusty looks on their faces while the question was posed. She nearly would think Dacian was asking them back for an orgy or something but Sarah doubted those things happened here. No, it was more likely that they were going to show off for Jareth.
"Come now your highness" Jaquetta whispered towards Jareth, "We would so enjoy your company"
Jareth nudged Sarah's arm with her elbow and she nudged him back. "We'd be delighted" he said.
"Fantastic" Dacian murmured, "See you at ten" The couple strode away and Sarah fixed Jareth with a stern look.
"Why did you say yes? I don't want to go!" she asked in a low voice.
He raised his delicate eyebrows precariously "Why did you nudge me back then?"
Sarah made a disbelieving sound. "How did you know that was a yes nudge? It might have been a no nudge!"
Jareth snorted "Oh, you see, I have trouble discerning between the two, was it a no nudge then?" his voice dripped in sarcasm and Sarah rolled her eyes.
"Actually, I didn't know it was a question so it was a stop nudging me, er-- - nudge"
"Right" Jareth said, looking amused.
They both looked down at their intertwined hands and quickly pulled away.
"So" Sarah asked "Who's this Jaquetta when she's at home?"
"Oh hell" Jareth sounded quite traumatized "I was courting her oh--- six years ago. Mother said she had no sense of dignity."
"Are all your girlfriends blondes?" Sarah asked, her voice unnaturally high
Jareth looked amused and his voice was laced with meaning. "I courted a read head once. And a few brunettes, but they're so stubborn, you know."
"Are you insinuating that I'm stubborn?" Sarah muttered
"Wouldn't know, luv" Jareth said smoothly "I haven't courted you, have I?"
Sarah rolled her eyes. "I don't want to go have a drink with that vampire- bloke" she said, changing the subject quite noticeably.
Jareth sighed "He's a Nosferatu, we don't call them vampires. And besides, they're technically not what you think anymore"
"Ah, hello, who had their hand sucked? Me?" Sarah said patronizingly
He rolled his eyes. "You're the first human he's seen in hundreds of years and you're quite beautiful, Sarah. He probably had a bit of trouble--- controlling himself"
Sarah caught his eye and for a long moment she was sure he was hinting at something else. Something to do with last night. Oh damn it. She jerked her gaze away "I can't believe you're defending him." She said incredulously. "I mean, I'm just going to have to take a stand here and say that the whole sucking blood thing is generally a bad thing." She stared at him "Gwendolyn told me I might get married off to him. Doesn't that mean I'd sort of be at the head of the line for the blood sucking, you think?"
"Sarah" Jareth sighed
"Jareth" she imitated him "I tell you what--- if I get married off and turned into a vampire, I won't be happy"
"I promise" He grinned crookedly "That you won't get married off and turned into a vampire"
She raised an eyebrow "Are you sure?"
"Yes," he sounded highly amused and very arrogant "Dacian may have Nosferatu seduction, but no magic. I won't leave you alone with him and if he tries anything, I'll kill him"
"Promise?" she asked slyly. She was quite enjoying this irreverent bantering, more then usual. Gwendolyn was great, but she wasn't so much---- amusing as Jareth was.
He took her hand and raised it to his lips. "I promise" he told her seriously before her grazed his lips over the backside of her hand. Butterflies expanded in her stomach and she giggled.
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The Nosferatu family's chambers were quite large and decorated mostly in heavy black and red fabrics that blocked out the windows. Candles were a glow everywhere and when Sarah and Jareth appeared in the room it seemed on Jaquetta was there, lounging seductively on a large couch.
"Ah, you're highness" she purred, rising to her feet and bowing so that Jareth had a view of her cleavage. "And my lady" she turned to Sarah and much to Sarah's surprise gave her a kiss on the lips. "You are a beauty, my lord is lucky to find you" she whispered, and Sarah hoped she hadn't just been checked out by Jaquetta. Oh god, they weren't there for a orgy were they?
Jaquetta's face lingered close to Sarah's and her hand stayed clamped on her shoulder, she looked at Jareth coyly and Sarah found her eyes sliding in his direction as well. His face was void of any expression "Yes, she is rather beautiful, isn't she" he said mildly. "I quite like her"
"Yes" Jaquetta said a bit loudly, still staring at Jareth, "I quite like her as well" He shrugged simply and Jaquetta pulled away from Sarah and went back to lounging on the couch. Sarah took an impulsive step closer to Jareth when Dacian entered the room, grinning like someone who knew your deepest secrets.
"Hello, your highness, thank you for coming. Brandy?" he offered Jareth a glass, which Jareth accepted and then set down on the large heavy wood table at the centre of the sitting area where they were seated.
Dacian lounged casually behind Jaquetta on the couch and Jareth sat down on an adjacent sofa, pulling Sarah by the arm to follow him. It was the most informal thing she had seen in all her time in the underground. And it lead her to believe that Jareth not only had a past with Jaquetta, but Dacian as well. She ignored it for the moment and moved as close to Jareth's side as her gown's skirts would permit.
They made idle chit chat for a while, and Sarah watched, until the conversation turned from gossip to well--- her.
"Sarah is the Marquis se Lexelit's daughter" Dacian explained silkily, he shot her a look and Sarah swallowed. What exactly had Jareth done to make sure this vampire wouldn't spill her secret to anyone willing to listen?
"Ah, Lexelit, I've never heard of it" said Jaquetta
"It's up north" Sarah heard herself saying "Along the Ciren"
Jareth fought the urge to send her a surprised look. Well, perhaps she was putting her time to good use instead of gossiping with Gwendolyn like he had originally thought.
"Oh I do love the Ciren coast, it's so beautiful" Jaquetta sighed "Do you remember Jareth, when we took that holiday there" she giggled shyly and Jareth raised an amused eyebrow. "Oh, that was fun"
"So, sarah" said Dacian, obviously trying ot put her on the spot. "Has Jareth arranged to formally court you yet?"
"Oh, no" she blushed, realizing the fact that she was practically sitting in his lap wasn't doing much to discourage them. "No--- we're not--- erm--- courting"
"Oh" Jaquetta nodded and then she asked a very rude thing that made Sarah gape, even though she had heard it a thousand times, and Jareth laugh.
"No, we aren't doing that either" he said, amused.
"My dear, Prince" Dacian drawled, allowing his eyes to rake over Sarah's form and causing her to blush "Why ever not?"
"I'm not sure, to be honest" Jareth said thoughtfully he looked at the very flustered Sarah "Luv, why don't we do that?"
She mumbled something incoherent and Jareth pressed his lips to her forehead in a soft kiss. "She's a bit shy"
"I like shy" Jaquetta purred, and suddenly Sarah felt like she was on display for all three of them to gaze at ravenously.
"Erm-you know Jare--- your majesty" she bit out "I have to ---uh--- get up early in the morning"
"Of course, luv" Jareth said fluidly as he stood and pulled Sarah with him. He looked at the two figures on the couch. "My lady, your highness, it was a pleasure"
Dacian and Jaquetta murmured goodbyes and Jareth pulled Sarah towards him. The next thing she knew she was standing in her room and Jareth's hands were still dangling at her waist. She looked up at him through her eyelashes and then started to pull away again as usual.
Jareth caught her wrist. "Wait" his voice was soft and silky and Sarah's heart beat a bit faster as she turned to look at him
"Yes?"
Jareth stepped closer to her and brushed a thin gloved finger over her cheek lightly. His blue and hazel eyes met her green ones and Sarah found it was a bit hard to breathe. She raised her shaking hand and glanced her fingers lightly over his sharp cheekbones, mimicking his actions.
Jareth's lips quirked into a faint smile. He lowered his head so that his white blonde hair nearly brushed her face and she could feel his sweet warm breath against her lips. Sarah's eyes slipped shut and she found her self waiting for him to kiss her, an idea that seemed implausible before, and now she wanted nothing more.
Jareth moved his mouth to her ear. "Would you mind terribly if I kissed you?" he whispered.
"Go right ahead" she laughed hoarsely.
She felt him give a soft laugh and then his lips pressed against her ear in a light kiss. Then against her throat and her collarbone, his silky tongue flicked out and caused her to gasp. Jareth grinned, happy to provoke such sounds from her. He moved back to her face and finally kissed her lips.
Sarah felt like she was drowning in some happy abyss as her hands slowly rested on his lean and sinewy chest before moving to drape about his neck and play with his soft hair. He tightened his grip around her waist and pulled her closer as their kiss deepened.
Sarah moved her hands back to his chest and she undid the buttons on his flowing shirt one by one until it hung open to his waist and she could move her hands against his warm skin.
They broke apart for air and Jareth made a strangled sound as Sarah's hands moved down to his pants. She laughed softly and traced her tongue over his lower lip before he recaptured her mouth in another deep kiss.
He was moving backward, half at her prodding and half because he was pulling her towards the bed. Jareth's back collided with one of the large posts that held the canopy in place. Sarah was being quite a bit more aggressive then he had imagined and he hit the post with a loud thud.
"Sarah" he mumbled, catching her eye, his voice was teasing. "That hurt"
She grinned and he turned her, pushing her back onto the bed and landing on top of her. Their frantic kissing and exploring hands continued for quite a while. Jareth's hand had only just made it under her massive skirts when suddenly, like a bucket of cold water Sarah realized what she was doing,
"Stop"
He looked up at her, breathing heavily with dark lusty eyes. "What is it?"
"I--- we shouldn't be doing this" she said, biting her lip and looking up at the ceiling.
Jareth snorted. "I beg your pardon" he had yet to remove his hand from under her skirt, it was resting precariously close to her knickers at the moment. "Why shouldn't we be doing this?" he demanded.
"Look" she tried to work it out, but right now her brain was telling her to go for it, even though she knew it wasn't right. She was going to have to see him every day and if they just did it for one night she was going to be miserable for the rest of her stay in the Underground, which was seemingly, forever. "I--- we're not anything, Jareth. It would be weird and--- it's not a good idea and-----oh"
Jareth shifted his weight so he was no longer laying right on top of her but just to her side. He had also shifted his hand quite a bit higher. He traced a finger along the edge of her panties and placed his mouth near her ear. "Are you quite sure?"
All Sarah could think about was in what part of all this had he found time to take his gloves off. For now she could feel his long thin fingers along the inside of her thigh, tracing patterns and figure eights carelessly and moving dangerously close to other things.
"Yes" she gasped out "I want you to stop"
Jareth ran his tongue over the shell of her ear, inciting delicious shivers in Sarah. These knicker things she had on where quite fascinating. Much better then those large bloomers women usually wore. He moved his fingers again and she writhed under his touch. "I don't think you do" he purred, pressing up into her against the wet nylon.
Sarah fought to keep from raising her hips against his hand. She bit her lip and sucked in a ragged breath, trying to control her head. "Yeah" she breathed, "I do"
"You do?" Jareth sounded arrogant and amused, "All right, luv" his hand moved to the waistband of her underwear and she made a frustrated sound. Sarah's hand closed over his.
"Stop it" she demanded
Jareth skimmed his lips over hers. "Why" he whined, softly.
Sarah shoved his hands away twisted her face out of his path. He locked his arms around her waist and aligned his body sideways with her. "Are you sure you don't want to, luv?" he asked
"I don't want to" she bit out. And as soon as she had said the words the only thing she felt around her was cold air. He was gone, and she was lying on her bed, half orgasmic with her skirts around her neck.
Sarah gave the pillow a good beating and tried to get ready for bed.
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AN: Two in one night, wooot.
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AN: I have a very slutty mind, I'm trying to keep it under controle. Disclaimer: I own nothing
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Strangely Devine Chapter Fifteen: Cold Air
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That night at diner Sarah found herself once again positioned between Jareth and Aislinn. Apparently Aislinn was pregnant, as she told everyone within shouting distance about the great news. For the first time since she'd been in the underground, Sarah saw some signs of affection between Egeus and his wife. Perhaps a baby was making them revaluate the hardened feelings, Sarah mused, as Egeus draped his arm around Aislinn's shoulders and gave her chaste kisses every now and then.
Sarah was only twenty- two. Not old enough by her world's standards to be settling down and getting married, let a lone having children. But then again it looked like she would be stuck here for the rest of her life, not exactly a horrible prospect but one that made her slightly sad. In the back of her mind, Sarah still was hoping there was some way she could leave all this and go back to reality.
Also for the first time, quite strangely, uneasy silence had descended between Sarah and Jareth. Usually he would make some innuendo about something and she would get offended and rant at him and hate him for being so attractive. Tonight both parties pushed their food around the plate disinterested in what was going on around them and consumed by their thoughts and the dreaded silence.
Sarah didn't want to bother making conversation. He'd made it very clear she'd done something stupid the night before. Although what, Sarah was still not sure. She had taken to passing on the wine tonight and was sipping water, having pronounced the famous hangover induced vow never to drink again.
It was only when Prince Dacian, with some leggy blonde wearing little more then a bit of gauze showed up. Both bowed extravagantly to the High King and Queen before moving down the table to Sarah and Jareth.
"Ah, your highness, I see you have the pleasure of Lady Sarah's company again" Dacian smiled with his lips closed and Sarah couldn't help but cringe, knowing their were pointed fangs beneath his full lips.
"Indeed" Jareth said coldly as he placed his hand over Sarah's wrist on the table top for all to see. Sarah fought the urge to pull away and gave a grim smile. Jareth continued "I see you have the company of the Lady Jaquetta"
Sarah eyed Jaquetta wearily. She was smiling seductively at Jareth in a manner she didn't quite like. Well, er, as a human being that is. That Lady Jaquetta should be so obvious about her feelings in public. Oh bloody hell, Sarah was jealous and she hated herself for it. She rolled her hand over under Jareth's and intertwined her fingers with his. He shot her a look of surprise which she ignored coolly.
"Yes, she is quite a pleasure" Dacian purred, his arm tightening around Jaquetta's slim waist. "We were wondering if you two might like to join us for a brandy in my family's sitting room"
For a moment it Sarah was highly disturbed by the fact that both Jaquetta and Dacian had extremely lusty looks on their faces while the question was posed. She nearly would think Dacian was asking them back for an orgy or something but Sarah doubted those things happened here. No, it was more likely that they were going to show off for Jareth.
"Come now your highness" Jaquetta whispered towards Jareth, "We would so enjoy your company"
Jareth nudged Sarah's arm with her elbow and she nudged him back. "We'd be delighted" he said.
"Fantastic" Dacian murmured, "See you at ten" The couple strode away and Sarah fixed Jareth with a stern look.
"Why did you say yes? I don't want to go!" she asked in a low voice.
He raised his delicate eyebrows precariously "Why did you nudge me back then?"
Sarah made a disbelieving sound. "How did you know that was a yes nudge? It might have been a no nudge!"
Jareth snorted "Oh, you see, I have trouble discerning between the two, was it a no nudge then?" his voice dripped in sarcasm and Sarah rolled her eyes.
"Actually, I didn't know it was a question so it was a stop nudging me, er-- - nudge"
"Right" Jareth said, looking amused.
They both looked down at their intertwined hands and quickly pulled away.
"So" Sarah asked "Who's this Jaquetta when she's at home?"
"Oh hell" Jareth sounded quite traumatized "I was courting her oh--- six years ago. Mother said she had no sense of dignity."
"Are all your girlfriends blondes?" Sarah asked, her voice unnaturally high
Jareth looked amused and his voice was laced with meaning. "I courted a read head once. And a few brunettes, but they're so stubborn, you know."
"Are you insinuating that I'm stubborn?" Sarah muttered
"Wouldn't know, luv" Jareth said smoothly "I haven't courted you, have I?"
Sarah rolled her eyes. "I don't want to go have a drink with that vampire- bloke" she said, changing the subject quite noticeably.
Jareth sighed "He's a Nosferatu, we don't call them vampires. And besides, they're technically not what you think anymore"
"Ah, hello, who had their hand sucked? Me?" Sarah said patronizingly
He rolled his eyes. "You're the first human he's seen in hundreds of years and you're quite beautiful, Sarah. He probably had a bit of trouble--- controlling himself"
Sarah caught his eye and for a long moment she was sure he was hinting at something else. Something to do with last night. Oh damn it. She jerked her gaze away "I can't believe you're defending him." She said incredulously. "I mean, I'm just going to have to take a stand here and say that the whole sucking blood thing is generally a bad thing." She stared at him "Gwendolyn told me I might get married off to him. Doesn't that mean I'd sort of be at the head of the line for the blood sucking, you think?"
"Sarah" Jareth sighed
"Jareth" she imitated him "I tell you what--- if I get married off and turned into a vampire, I won't be happy"
"I promise" He grinned crookedly "That you won't get married off and turned into a vampire"
She raised an eyebrow "Are you sure?"
"Yes," he sounded highly amused and very arrogant "Dacian may have Nosferatu seduction, but no magic. I won't leave you alone with him and if he tries anything, I'll kill him"
"Promise?" she asked slyly. She was quite enjoying this irreverent bantering, more then usual. Gwendolyn was great, but she wasn't so much---- amusing as Jareth was.
He took her hand and raised it to his lips. "I promise" he told her seriously before her grazed his lips over the backside of her hand. Butterflies expanded in her stomach and she giggled.
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The Nosferatu family's chambers were quite large and decorated mostly in heavy black and red fabrics that blocked out the windows. Candles were a glow everywhere and when Sarah and Jareth appeared in the room it seemed on Jaquetta was there, lounging seductively on a large couch.
"Ah, you're highness" she purred, rising to her feet and bowing so that Jareth had a view of her cleavage. "And my lady" she turned to Sarah and much to Sarah's surprise gave her a kiss on the lips. "You are a beauty, my lord is lucky to find you" she whispered, and Sarah hoped she hadn't just been checked out by Jaquetta. Oh god, they weren't there for a orgy were they?
Jaquetta's face lingered close to Sarah's and her hand stayed clamped on her shoulder, she looked at Jareth coyly and Sarah found her eyes sliding in his direction as well. His face was void of any expression "Yes, she is rather beautiful, isn't she" he said mildly. "I quite like her"
"Yes" Jaquetta said a bit loudly, still staring at Jareth, "I quite like her as well" He shrugged simply and Jaquetta pulled away from Sarah and went back to lounging on the couch. Sarah took an impulsive step closer to Jareth when Dacian entered the room, grinning like someone who knew your deepest secrets.
"Hello, your highness, thank you for coming. Brandy?" he offered Jareth a glass, which Jareth accepted and then set down on the large heavy wood table at the centre of the sitting area where they were seated.
Dacian lounged casually behind Jaquetta on the couch and Jareth sat down on an adjacent sofa, pulling Sarah by the arm to follow him. It was the most informal thing she had seen in all her time in the underground. And it lead her to believe that Jareth not only had a past with Jaquetta, but Dacian as well. She ignored it for the moment and moved as close to Jareth's side as her gown's skirts would permit.
They made idle chit chat for a while, and Sarah watched, until the conversation turned from gossip to well--- her.
"Sarah is the Marquis se Lexelit's daughter" Dacian explained silkily, he shot her a look and Sarah swallowed. What exactly had Jareth done to make sure this vampire wouldn't spill her secret to anyone willing to listen?
"Ah, Lexelit, I've never heard of it" said Jaquetta
"It's up north" Sarah heard herself saying "Along the Ciren"
Jareth fought the urge to send her a surprised look. Well, perhaps she was putting her time to good use instead of gossiping with Gwendolyn like he had originally thought.
"Oh I do love the Ciren coast, it's so beautiful" Jaquetta sighed "Do you remember Jareth, when we took that holiday there" she giggled shyly and Jareth raised an amused eyebrow. "Oh, that was fun"
"So, sarah" said Dacian, obviously trying ot put her on the spot. "Has Jareth arranged to formally court you yet?"
"Oh, no" she blushed, realizing the fact that she was practically sitting in his lap wasn't doing much to discourage them. "No--- we're not--- erm--- courting"
"Oh" Jaquetta nodded and then she asked a very rude thing that made Sarah gape, even though she had heard it a thousand times, and Jareth laugh.
"No, we aren't doing that either" he said, amused.
"My dear, Prince" Dacian drawled, allowing his eyes to rake over Sarah's form and causing her to blush "Why ever not?"
"I'm not sure, to be honest" Jareth said thoughtfully he looked at the very flustered Sarah "Luv, why don't we do that?"
She mumbled something incoherent and Jareth pressed his lips to her forehead in a soft kiss. "She's a bit shy"
"I like shy" Jaquetta purred, and suddenly Sarah felt like she was on display for all three of them to gaze at ravenously.
"Erm-you know Jare--- your majesty" she bit out "I have to ---uh--- get up early in the morning"
"Of course, luv" Jareth said fluidly as he stood and pulled Sarah with him. He looked at the two figures on the couch. "My lady, your highness, it was a pleasure"
Dacian and Jaquetta murmured goodbyes and Jareth pulled Sarah towards him. The next thing she knew she was standing in her room and Jareth's hands were still dangling at her waist. She looked up at him through her eyelashes and then started to pull away again as usual.
Jareth caught her wrist. "Wait" his voice was soft and silky and Sarah's heart beat a bit faster as she turned to look at him
"Yes?"
Jareth stepped closer to her and brushed a thin gloved finger over her cheek lightly. His blue and hazel eyes met her green ones and Sarah found it was a bit hard to breathe. She raised her shaking hand and glanced her fingers lightly over his sharp cheekbones, mimicking his actions.
Jareth's lips quirked into a faint smile. He lowered his head so that his white blonde hair nearly brushed her face and she could feel his sweet warm breath against her lips. Sarah's eyes slipped shut and she found her self waiting for him to kiss her, an idea that seemed implausible before, and now she wanted nothing more.
Jareth moved his mouth to her ear. "Would you mind terribly if I kissed you?" he whispered.
"Go right ahead" she laughed hoarsely.
She felt him give a soft laugh and then his lips pressed against her ear in a light kiss. Then against her throat and her collarbone, his silky tongue flicked out and caused her to gasp. Jareth grinned, happy to provoke such sounds from her. He moved back to her face and finally kissed her lips.
Sarah felt like she was drowning in some happy abyss as her hands slowly rested on his lean and sinewy chest before moving to drape about his neck and play with his soft hair. He tightened his grip around her waist and pulled her closer as their kiss deepened.
Sarah moved her hands back to his chest and she undid the buttons on his flowing shirt one by one until it hung open to his waist and she could move her hands against his warm skin.
They broke apart for air and Jareth made a strangled sound as Sarah's hands moved down to his pants. She laughed softly and traced her tongue over his lower lip before he recaptured her mouth in another deep kiss.
He was moving backward, half at her prodding and half because he was pulling her towards the bed. Jareth's back collided with one of the large posts that held the canopy in place. Sarah was being quite a bit more aggressive then he had imagined and he hit the post with a loud thud.
"Sarah" he mumbled, catching her eye, his voice was teasing. "That hurt"
She grinned and he turned her, pushing her back onto the bed and landing on top of her. Their frantic kissing and exploring hands continued for quite a while. Jareth's hand had only just made it under her massive skirts when suddenly, like a bucket of cold water Sarah realized what she was doing,
"Stop"
He looked up at her, breathing heavily with dark lusty eyes. "What is it?"
"I--- we shouldn't be doing this" she said, biting her lip and looking up at the ceiling.
Jareth snorted. "I beg your pardon" he had yet to remove his hand from under her skirt, it was resting precariously close to her knickers at the moment. "Why shouldn't we be doing this?" he demanded.
"Look" she tried to work it out, but right now her brain was telling her to go for it, even though she knew it wasn't right. She was going to have to see him every day and if they just did it for one night she was going to be miserable for the rest of her stay in the Underground, which was seemingly, forever. "I--- we're not anything, Jareth. It would be weird and--- it's not a good idea and-----oh"
Jareth shifted his weight so he was no longer laying right on top of her but just to her side. He had also shifted his hand quite a bit higher. He traced a finger along the edge of her panties and placed his mouth near her ear. "Are you quite sure?"
All Sarah could think about was in what part of all this had he found time to take his gloves off. For now she could feel his long thin fingers along the inside of her thigh, tracing patterns and figure eights carelessly and moving dangerously close to other things.
"Yes" she gasped out "I want you to stop"
Jareth ran his tongue over the shell of her ear, inciting delicious shivers in Sarah. These knicker things she had on where quite fascinating. Much better then those large bloomers women usually wore. He moved his fingers again and she writhed under his touch. "I don't think you do" he purred, pressing up into her against the wet nylon.
Sarah fought to keep from raising her hips against his hand. She bit her lip and sucked in a ragged breath, trying to control her head. "Yeah" she breathed, "I do"
"You do?" Jareth sounded arrogant and amused, "All right, luv" his hand moved to the waistband of her underwear and she made a frustrated sound. Sarah's hand closed over his.
"Stop it" she demanded
Jareth skimmed his lips over hers. "Why" he whined, softly.
Sarah shoved his hands away twisted her face out of his path. He locked his arms around her waist and aligned his body sideways with her. "Are you sure you don't want to, luv?" he asked
"I don't want to" she bit out. And as soon as she had said the words the only thing she felt around her was cold air. He was gone, and she was lying on her bed, half orgasmic with her skirts around her neck.
Sarah gave the pillow a good beating and tried to get ready for bed.
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AN: Two in one night, wooot.
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