Author's Note: Sorry the last chapter was shortish. I plan on something a bit better for Blythe. I have a great idea for a punishment.

Ok I've warned Sappy chapter ahead. I hope Im within my rating, I tried very hard to do so. And alas probably Short as well, But at least I updated a bit quicker. Thanks again for the reviews, keep them coming.

Disclaimer: I do not own the labyrinth or any of its inhabitants.

Jareth awoke early and carefully scooted off the bed being careful not to wake the sleeping Sarah.

He then stretched and picked up Sarah's dress and carefully folded it over a chair. He tucked his shirt into his pants then waved his arm so he was perfectly pressed and his hair no longer tangled.

The sunlight started drifting through the windows Sarah finally stifled a yawn and stretched. She opened her eyes, she looked around and didn't know quite where she was, she didn't recognize what she saw, she tried to sit up then realized she couldn't, she could however move her head.

She saw Jareth standing next to the window looking out. "Jareth why cant I move?"

Jareth walked over to the bed. "You must have exhausted your energies last night" He walked over and took her hand in his and sent some energy to her.

Instantly Sarah felt warm all over and she was able to sit up.

"Where am I?"

"In my chambers, I thought it best as my room has more magical barriers then yours. I did not want to risk Blythe hitting you with a spell when you were weakened.."

Sarah only nodded. She did not remember much after she sat down, all she could remember is just being very tired. Jareth must have carried her in the room. Then she noticed that only her part of the bed was untucked but the top part was a little crumbled. Jareth must have slept on top of the bed.

Sarah realized that she was so glad she decided to come to the underground, her above life had been interesting but never fulfilling. And although she missed writing there were so many other things that she was doing and learning.

Sarah felt she could help people and make a difference. Then her thoughts went back to Jareth, he was nothing as she remembered him.

"Jareth, may I ask you something?"

"Of course"

"When I was here last time we did not get along so well, you were arrogant and a bit cruel, and I was, well I was not as mature"

"Sarah, I am whatever the wisher wants me to be during the challenge, most people think of me as a cruel being, but I hope that Im not, I really do not try and hurt anyone."

Sarah smiled, yes that is what she wanted a cruel, arrogant goblin king, but this Jareth she had learned to love and care for. "Thank you for taking care of me"

"Your more then welcome, my love" He smiled then bent down and gently kissed her cheek.

Sarah smiled and reached out and stroked his cheek, Jareth sighed, she could tell he was forcing himself back from her. Jareth sighed again "Would you like an escort to your room so that you could dress? I could have a servant called for you"

Jareth looked at her longingly, he wanted her and he knew if he touched her too much he would not be able to stop himself.

Sarah thought for a moment "Only if you will escort me" Sarah scooted out of the bed and Jareth offered his hand as she stood up.

A small groan escaped from Jareth, he noticed that during the evening the ties of her chemise had come loose and he could see down it. He stopped thinking at that moment he needed to touch her, he stepped forward and drew her into him. He kissed her soundly, letting his hands trail down into her chemise finding her bare skin.

Sarah let out a small moan, and she wrapped her arms around him. The kiss deepened their tongues found one another in a slow and gentle dance.

Sarah found herself loosening his shirt to feel his skin with her hands. Jareth's other hand had gently shifted up one side of the chemise and was caressing her side. His touch made every nerve in her body tingle.

Sarah's hands were snaking up and down his back tracing each and every muscle.

Jareth carefully pulled her chemise over her head and gazed at her. He drank in her beauty, he pulled of his shirt and pressed against her.

He magically removed the remainder of his clothing and carried her back to the bed. He shifted over starting to kiss her again. Jareth caressed her softly, tenderly. He gently parted Sarah's legs and gently entered in her.

It had been awhile since he had been with someone and even longer since he felt love. Their movements in perfect unison, their bodies responding to one another. He joined her in a mutual release.

He gently shifted to his side taking Sarah with him, holding her tightly to him. They stayed like this for about a half hour before a knock on the door. Jareth groaned "what is it?"

He heard the small voice through the door "Sire, breakfast is ready"

Jareth sighed, Then put magically put clothes on Sarah and himself.

He took her arm then kissed her one last time before taking her to the dining room.