Ok, I'm stupid.. I realize just now how to edit my chapters. You all will have to excuse me because its been three years since I've ever used html and it can be quite confusing. I'll try to be prompt with my updates because I know, as a fanfic reader myself, people can get pretty pissed and unforgiving about no updates for two weeks. I'm going to try the weekly thing.
Oh, and I hope that nobody thinks this is ALL just gonna be like this. Nah, there IS going to be some kind of story.. and who knows? it just might end up being 30 chapters long and taking me a couple years to write.. though I seriously doubt that! What all I'm really trying to do is to develop a romance story between Jareth and Sarah when Sarah is just still 15. Hopefully I can pull it off without totally making it all sound retarded. I could use some help with suggestions so send them in please.
A/N: NO, Jareth and Sarah do not BELONG to me! Geez, if it's gonna piss me off this much to write that only the 2nd time, I don't know how I'm gonna survive this disclaimer crap.
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CHAPTER ONE
Sarah nearly jumped at the contact of Jareth's hand brushing away her hair from her soft neck and placing his lips against the skin. However, she did indeed jump when his sharp teeth nipped at the vulnerable flesh. Her eyes watched him in the reflection as he hungrily pulled the beautiful silk robe down to disclose her pale, naked shoulder. There he began to kiss and bite the skin. Soon, he turned her about to face him and Sarah's confused eyes met his mismatched, lust-filled ones.
"I'm only a child."
The words slipped from her mouth, reacting to what only her brain screamed at her. 'This is wrong,' it cried out, suffocated by the everyday morals that one is engulfed in by what other people say. 'He's so much older. He looks about 40 but he is probably several centuries old judging from this fantasy world. And, even if he was only 40, that would still be wrong! He's molesting you!'
Jareth's eyes bore into hers, hypnotizing Sarah's mind. "Are you not capable of returning my touch, my actions? Though you do not seem to understand this, Sarah, you are a woman. And with given practice, your comfort in all this would be gained." He spoke to her gently and seemed not the cruel man he had always been. Unfortunately for Sarah, these would be the only words of comfort out of this Goblin King's mouth.
Sarah closed her eyes, trying to breathe correctly. The contrast of what her mind said and what her body desired was very great. She longed for this now and even had dirty thoughts about him when she had been trying to save Toby. There was just something about him, something ethereal that was completely attractive that pulled her closer. Yet she did not know what Jareth was capable of doing to her once she gave into him. Sure, she had kissed a boy before and understood the basics of sex. Blame that on high school. But just how kinky could this guy get?
With this new thought, Sarah's eyes flew open again but it was too late. Jareth's mouth covered hers once again in such a passionate kiss that she lost her footing. She felt Jareth hands grasp her rear which then caused her heart rate to elevate to the extreme. Her mind, somehow, shut closed of the previous thoughts and she knew only to respond to Jareth's movements. Her arms circled around his neck, tickled by the blond, spiked hair that adorned his head and, naturally, her long legs wrapped around his waist. She let herself be practically rammed into a nearby wall and moaned into the powerful kiss that she was sharing with this amazing man. The flimsy robe's tie let completely loose about her hips and Sarah felt her naked womanhood against Jareth's breeches. Quickly, she was aware of a certain hardened object and with this thought, she had the unexpected courage to let herself drop from Jareth and shrug off the robe entirely. There she leaned against the wall, inviting him and seemingly not afraid at the moment.
Jareth couldn't keep the wicked smirk off his lips as he took in the enticing sight of her nude body with his eager eyes. She was a genuine beauty. Her breasts, perhaps not full grown, but nicely sized and topped with dark pink nipples. Her stomach was relatively flat with just enough meat and her hips were narrow but not so much to make her not have the curves of a woman. The legs of this creature were slim and long, and in between lay the dark patch of hair that hid her treasure. His eyes found their way back to her face, partially covered with her long, dark brown hair, giving her a sweetness that no other woman he knew before could hold. Did this girl really know what she was getting herself into?
Jareth abruptly raised his arm and performed some movement of his hand, suddenly appearing naked before Sarah as well. Her eyes widened in surprise and she froze yet her eyes traveled along his magnificent form.
"Oh.." she choked out, her mouth hanging agape with wonder. "You're so...beautiful..." She definitely was correct. Jareth's body was of an athletic build, the muscles in his legs and arms long and lean while his abdominal and pectoral muscles were cut and rippled beneath his fair skin. The most prominent "muscle" was, indeed, very large. Sarah could only swallow hard in her throat as she felt the sensation of a warmness grow over her own body.
There were no more words exchanged between the two when Jareth gripped onto Sarah's wrists and raised them above her head. She couldn't even so much as let a squeal escape her mouth before Jareth ravished her soft lips with his own. The kiss was like no other she had experienced. She felt as if she were another girl, just watching this show across the room between some gorgeous immortal man and a strange mortal teenager. But then he let his tongue fall down to her neck, gently sucking and again, biting with his teeth. Sarah did not know what to do when that tongue traveled lower to her left breast to flick at the hard nubbin of the nipple. Her hands only found their way to his blond mane and tugged harshly. Somehow, this derived pleasure out of the Goblin King; he groaned and bit down on her tender flesh causing her to let out the squeal that she had meant to exhale earlier. Trying to recover from the sharp pain, she felt Jareth pick her up and carry her to the huge, stately canopy bed carved out of some kind of wood that resembled mahogany yet was of an even darker tone.
The luxurious midnight blue bedspread was pulled back to reveal smooth and cool silken sheets that lay against her bare back which caused her to feel a lingering shiver down Sarah's spine. Soon this was all forgotten when Jareth pressed his body on top of her and again passionately kissed her for what seemed like minutes. While they kissed, his one hand cupped her round behind to stable her while the other positioned himself to her. As he broke the kiss, the virginal innocence of Sarah was too broken. Her eyes closed tightly at the slight pain but this was all forgotten when pleasure consumed her senses. Jareth kissed her again, more softly than before but still with deep lust. Soon, they were rocking together, immersed in the blissful sensations with each thrust and each withdraw. Forgetting herself, Sarah first grasped Jareth's back and then ran her nails down his back, producing red marks and a hint of shameless, pleasureful pain on his part. This only caused him to seize her arms and pin them above her head, thrusting more deeply and harshly into her. Sarah cried in ecstasy as she came to her climax and only seconds later, Jareth to his. He collapsed on her side, catching his breath while watching Sarah trying to regain her composure, the sweat that gathered on her creamy skin.
After Sarah began to breathe normally, she quickly noticed Jareth's eyes on her and innocently scrambled to pull the silk sheet over her naked body. Her eyes gazed down, not knowing what to say or even what to think other than that this man was incredible. A minute or two passed before Jareth stood up from the bed and produced a black robe out of the air, then pulling it around his trim body.
"Where are you going?" Sarah asked in a voice just above a whisper. Her eyes shyly looked to his face in the dim candlelight.
"To bathe," he replied in his usual cold voice. His mask was carefully placed back over his emotions. He knew that he couldn't possibly let her see the feelings that he had for her that he had just began to take notice of himself.
Sarah frowned and sat up on the bed, propped up by the plush pillows that lay at her back. She watched as he walked across the room to a door of which she figured was the bathroom. "Aren't you going to send me back?"
"No."
The simple answer made Sarah's heart drop.
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