Author's Notes: Hello! Took Sarah long enough, didn't it? Well, here's the
next chapter, and I am amazed at how many reviews I have! Thank you all for
reading, and being considerate enough to review!
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Sarah sighed with her eyes still closed. Ah, it's so good to wake up to the
sunshine in your face, the windows open, and.... "What the fuck!" Sarah whispered
as she noticed the Goblin King's arm draped around her waist. "Sure, I say sorry
and he takes it as an open invitation." Sarah though to herself. "Aw, c'mon! It's all
good!" Sarah's evil conscious said. Sarah mentally scowled at her evil side as it
raised it's arms up in defeat and said "What?!" Sarah slowly tried to squirm out of
his grasp, but he had a pretty good grip on her. She sighed in frustration when her
evil self laughed at her expense. "You finished?" She asked herself. "Hardly." Evil
Sarah laughed some more. Sarah then noticed his grip had gotten tighter and he had
pulled her closer. "Don't even say anything." She told evil self. "You ain't my
mama!" Evil Sarah said loudly. Her and herself had an inside argument, while Jareth
had rolled on to his back, taking Sarah with him. "Shit!" She whispered, gagging as
he hugged her in his sleep, practically crushing her. Sarah cautiously put her hands
on his wrists and tried to pry them off. No avail. She finally gave up and lay there with
her arms under her chin, staring annoyed at the sleeping Goblin King. " He's not
asleep, you know." Sarah's evil side pointed out. "And how do you know?" Sarah
asked it. As if on sudden cue, Jareth rolled on top of Sarah and pinned her arms to
her side, grinning at her cheekily. "That's how, you freakin' moron!" Sarah's evil side
chuckled. "Morning, Sarah. Sleep well?" Jareth asked smiling widely. "You were
awake the whole time, you bastard!" Sarah accused, giving him an evil glare. "That
hurt, pet." Jareth said in mock pain. Sarah smiled sarcastically. "Can I get up yet?"
Sarah asked. "No." Jareth said smugly. "Why not?" Sarah asked annoyed. "
Because I am king and I say you have to do something for me first." Jareth
answered, grinning. "What do I have to do, Mister "oh look at me I'm the king, fear
me or I'll pull down my tights for you to see the evil sock of doom." Sarah asked,
grinning at her joke. "That could be arranged...." Jareth trailed off, looking at Sarah
playfully. "Don't you dare." Sarah said with a look of fear in her eyes. " Well since
your so fixed on it being a sock, it wouldn't bother you if I did." Jareth continued.
"That's because "it" is!" Sarah joked. "No, actually it's not. Would you like to see?"
Jareth asked evilly. "No!" Sarah immediately answered. "What was that? I think I
heard, "I'm very randy at the moment, yes please." Jareth replied staring at her with
laughter in his eyes, smirking. "You better not!" Sarah said scared, trying to wiggle
out of is grasp. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." Jareth said warningly. "And just
why not?" Sarah asked angrily. "Because you didn't do that thing for me yet." He
answered. "Well what is it?" Sarah asked impatiently. "What is what?" Jareth
asked. "The thing!" Sarah said frustrated. "What thing?" Jareth responded. "It's
hopeless asking your playful ass anything!" Sarah yelled in anger. Jareth smirked
bigger at her remark. "Not if you ask the right questions." Jareth pointed out. "What
am I supposed to do for you?!" Sarah asked. "Ah, that's more like it." Jareth said.
"Well?" Sarah asked. "Give me a "Good morning Jareth" kiss." Jareth replied,
staring at her. "Okay then." Sarah said, pecking his cheek. "Sarah! I'm surprised at
you! You call that a kiss?" Jareth asked with an amused expression. "Yep." Sarah
responded triumphantly. "I beg to differ." Jareth said, leaning down and kissing her
fully. "Hehe. I was right! I told you it was all good! Now if you could just get into his
pants," Sarah's evil voice said. "Are you insane?! Yes, I do admit he's an excellent
kisser but I would never dream of doing "that" with him!" Sarah countered. "You
would if it was Adrian...." Evil Sarah said cruelly. "Well, maybe." Sarah
contemplated if she would or not. "No, you know you would jump him the minute he
asked!" Evil Sarah said evilly. "Of course, err, I mean, what are you talking about?"
Sarah said nervously. She finally noticed that Jareth had stopped kissing her and he
was watching amusedly at her expression. "So, you would if I was Adrian? That's
interesting...." Jareth trailed off. Jareth quickly transformed himself into Adrian,
leaving a very dumbfounded Sarah to stare at his leather clad form. "You cheater!
You read my mind!" Sarah said furiously. "Magic, love." Adrian/Jareth pointed out
playfully. What's Sarah gonna do?
Author's Notes: He he he. EVERYBODY loves Adrian! What will Sarah do? Ooo, I'm so evil! Is Jareth always propositioning? Hey, I wouldn't mind.....
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Sarah sighed with her eyes still closed. Ah, it's so good to wake up to the
sunshine in your face, the windows open, and.... "What the fuck!" Sarah whispered
as she noticed the Goblin King's arm draped around her waist. "Sure, I say sorry
and he takes it as an open invitation." Sarah though to herself. "Aw, c'mon! It's all
good!" Sarah's evil conscious said. Sarah mentally scowled at her evil side as it
raised it's arms up in defeat and said "What?!" Sarah slowly tried to squirm out of
his grasp, but he had a pretty good grip on her. She sighed in frustration when her
evil self laughed at her expense. "You finished?" She asked herself. "Hardly." Evil
Sarah laughed some more. Sarah then noticed his grip had gotten tighter and he had
pulled her closer. "Don't even say anything." She told evil self. "You ain't my
mama!" Evil Sarah said loudly. Her and herself had an inside argument, while Jareth
had rolled on to his back, taking Sarah with him. "Shit!" She whispered, gagging as
he hugged her in his sleep, practically crushing her. Sarah cautiously put her hands
on his wrists and tried to pry them off. No avail. She finally gave up and lay there with
her arms under her chin, staring annoyed at the sleeping Goblin King. " He's not
asleep, you know." Sarah's evil side pointed out. "And how do you know?" Sarah
asked it. As if on sudden cue, Jareth rolled on top of Sarah and pinned her arms to
her side, grinning at her cheekily. "That's how, you freakin' moron!" Sarah's evil side
chuckled. "Morning, Sarah. Sleep well?" Jareth asked smiling widely. "You were
awake the whole time, you bastard!" Sarah accused, giving him an evil glare. "That
hurt, pet." Jareth said in mock pain. Sarah smiled sarcastically. "Can I get up yet?"
Sarah asked. "No." Jareth said smugly. "Why not?" Sarah asked annoyed. "
Because I am king and I say you have to do something for me first." Jareth
answered, grinning. "What do I have to do, Mister "oh look at me I'm the king, fear
me or I'll pull down my tights for you to see the evil sock of doom." Sarah asked,
grinning at her joke. "That could be arranged...." Jareth trailed off, looking at Sarah
playfully. "Don't you dare." Sarah said with a look of fear in her eyes. " Well since
your so fixed on it being a sock, it wouldn't bother you if I did." Jareth continued.
"That's because "it" is!" Sarah joked. "No, actually it's not. Would you like to see?"
Jareth asked evilly. "No!" Sarah immediately answered. "What was that? I think I
heard, "I'm very randy at the moment, yes please." Jareth replied staring at her with
laughter in his eyes, smirking. "You better not!" Sarah said scared, trying to wiggle
out of is grasp. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." Jareth said warningly. "And just
why not?" Sarah asked angrily. "Because you didn't do that thing for me yet." He
answered. "Well what is it?" Sarah asked impatiently. "What is what?" Jareth
asked. "The thing!" Sarah said frustrated. "What thing?" Jareth responded. "It's
hopeless asking your playful ass anything!" Sarah yelled in anger. Jareth smirked
bigger at her remark. "Not if you ask the right questions." Jareth pointed out. "What
am I supposed to do for you?!" Sarah asked. "Ah, that's more like it." Jareth said.
"Well?" Sarah asked. "Give me a "Good morning Jareth" kiss." Jareth replied,
staring at her. "Okay then." Sarah said, pecking his cheek. "Sarah! I'm surprised at
you! You call that a kiss?" Jareth asked with an amused expression. "Yep." Sarah
responded triumphantly. "I beg to differ." Jareth said, leaning down and kissing her
fully. "Hehe. I was right! I told you it was all good! Now if you could just get into his
pants," Sarah's evil voice said. "Are you insane?! Yes, I do admit he's an excellent
kisser but I would never dream of doing "that" with him!" Sarah countered. "You
would if it was Adrian...." Evil Sarah said cruelly. "Well, maybe." Sarah
contemplated if she would or not. "No, you know you would jump him the minute he
asked!" Evil Sarah said evilly. "Of course, err, I mean, what are you talking about?"
Sarah said nervously. She finally noticed that Jareth had stopped kissing her and he
was watching amusedly at her expression. "So, you would if I was Adrian? That's
interesting...." Jareth trailed off. Jareth quickly transformed himself into Adrian,
leaving a very dumbfounded Sarah to stare at his leather clad form. "You cheater!
You read my mind!" Sarah said furiously. "Magic, love." Adrian/Jareth pointed out
playfully. What's Sarah gonna do?
Author's Notes: He he he. EVERYBODY loves Adrian! What will Sarah do? Ooo, I'm so evil! Is Jareth always propositioning? Hey, I wouldn't mind.....