Author's note: This chapter is dedicate to Rosakara13 because I couldn't convince Jareth to surprise her the other morning by plopping down in her bed. Sorry love, hope this can make up for it a little (though we all know it won't be the same). Though my muse says he'll happily plop down in your bed :glares at Conner: STOP HITTING ON MY REVIEWERS CONNER-
What harm could it do? Well Sarah found out EXACTLY what harm it could do when she woke up the next morning. Slowly she drifted in and out of sleep, waking but dozing off again. Uncomfortable, she tried to turn over, though she noticed something was keeping her still. Opening her eyes she noticed two hands wrapped around her waste. Her eyes widened a little, forgetting where she was. So, she did what any other self-respecting girl would do when they found that they were in bed with a Goblin King, she tried to get away. But when he didn't let go she realized he wasn't asleep, no, he was very much awake.
"Morning," he chuckled and she tried to wriggle out of his grasp.
"Excuse me," she muttered "but this isn't the best way to wake me up in the morning." He laughed again, it low and smooth, and he only seemed to hold her closer.
"What Sarah?" he purred "don't you like me?"
"I can tolerate you to a certain extent, " she growled trying to pull away "but this is a little much, wouldn't you say?"
"On the contrary," he smiled "I imagine it could be much worse." He paused for a moment. "I'm curious to how your going to get out of this."
"Please let go?" she tried and he shook his head. "Hum," she thought a moment.
"I'll give you a hint," he smiled "it's a game and a trap." First thing that came to Sarah's mind was Mouse Trap, but she knew that wasn't it. He sighed and she was sure he was nodding off again "its something you have in your room."
"Alright, alright," she grumbled "let me think."
"What Sarah?" he murmured in her ear "am I making you nervous?" Shivers ran up her spine but she ignored them. Something she had in her room… she thought a moment. Only thing she could think of trap was her Chinese Finger Trap. Was that a game? She supposed so. She decided to test it before she did anything stupid. Turning over she faced him so now she was pressed up to his chest. She took both hands and pushed him away as hard as she could but he didn't let go. When she stopped pushing he pulled her so close to him that she could feel his muscles move from under his skin. And this bothered her, greatly. Now she was sure though, it was her finger trap. But the only way OUT of a finger trap was to not struggle and push together instead of pulling away.
"Question," she asked "why do you know what I have in my room?" She was stalling, true, but holding Jareth was the LAST, well ok, second to last thing on her mind.
"Because I do," he said simply "and I noticed, unlike many of your other things, you never managed to box up that most wonderful statue of me."
"I see your still full of yourself," she managed. She didn't comment the statue, actually, she couldn't ever bear to box it up. He only smiled wolfishly at her. She rolled her eyes and gave a quick hug and tried to pull away, no luck. "Your cheating… again."
"That was wimpy," he retorted and she sighed.
"No one ever said anything about making it realistic," she muttered.
"You're an actress," he added "I expect your very best." She paused a moment and thought of this.
"What if I don't WANT to give you my very best?" she asked cautiously.
"Then you can stay like this until you do," he smirked "I'm enjoying myself quiet a bit actually, no intention on leaving any time soon." She rolled her eyes. Slowly, almost cat-like even she snuggled up next to the Goblin King, her head under his chin and against his chest, slowly breathing him in. Gracefully she slipped her hands up his body and around his neck. To her amazement, he froze. She could feel him shiver under his skin and she looked up at him.
"Can uh, you let go now?" she asked shyly and he did. She moved her hand a bit, it felt numb.
"Oh," he seemed to snap out of whatever trance she had him in "does it feel like your hand fell asleep?" She nodded. "Sorry," he smirked "magick." She ignored it and turned over, trying to sleep again. "Are you sleeping, AGAIN?"
"I'm TRYING," she muttered "but I have the feeling I won't be able to sleep… why is that?"
"Because you take everything too seriously," he murmured and she faced him.
"Well I'm SO sorry I can't hang around and play games and riddles with you ALL the time," she snapped "really I am, but humans don't have the time to frolic about doing whatever we want. We have LIVES."
"So do I," he said "its just more fun than yours."
"Well being locked up for six months, I agree, isn't fun, I'm sure your life is just thrilling, really I do," she snapped. She watched his annoyed expression and sighed. "Why do you bother?" She paused "why me?"
"Because," he muttered "surprising as it is, I enjoy your company." For once, she had nothing sarcastic to say and managed to sit up. "And I can't say is terribly entertaining with goblins for conversationalists, you get four words max with them that's about it."
"So in other words," she shrugged "your bored."
"No," he snapped quickly and paused. "I'm not saying that everyone Underground is incapable of having a decent conversation besides me. If I wanted I could ask any number of them to speak with me."
"I'm sensing a but here," she breathed.
"I don't want to bother with them," he shrugged "YOU on the other hand…" She hit him with her pillow and he seemed surprised.
"But see," Sarah teased "I don't like playing with you. You cheat."
"I do not," he lied and she rolled her eyes.
"Alright," she tested "I'm thinking of a number between one and forty-six." Jareth paused.
"What happens if I guess right?" he asked cocking an eyebrow.
"Uh," she shrugged "I'll grant you a wish, just, be sure its humanly possible. And if you lose," she paused "then I get to ask you whatever I want and you have to tell the truth." He nodded. "And you can't cheat or I win, ok?" With a smirk he nodded.
"Well that's not fair though," he said "that's such a large gap, make it smaller so I actually have a chance."
"Pick a number between one and five," she said and picked four. Jareth tried, he really did to merely guess, but having Sarah do one thing he wanted was too tempting. He scanned her mind and found it, ha, four.
"Fo-" he started.
"WAIT," she glared at him "you cheated."
"Did not," he lied.
"Yes you did," she snapped "you read my mind." He frowned, she didn't know he could do that.
"How did you?" he looked dumbfounded.
"When you go in," she said touching the place where her spin and skull met in the back of her head "it feels kinda funny, like when you float on top of water, only in that one space. I can feel you go in and come out again." He paused for a moment.
"That's strange," he muttered "you shouldn't be able to tell." She shrugged.
"Doesn't matter," she grinned "you lost."
Author's note: Alright, so my muse (Conner) has been a bit of a… I don't want to go as far as perv because he's not, but he's defiantly got a lot of contact in this chapter. He's a bit of a romancer in the annoyingly sweet sense :pushes the muse back before he can kiss my cheek: pain. Anyways, hope it was ok, kinda short, and yes on a cliffie! Conner says if you guys review real nice he'll cut it out with the cliffies, he also says I gotta kiss him :shakes head: you MIGHT get stuck with cliffies forever guys unless someone can convince me otherwise. Here are my replies:
Acantha Mardivey: Stop bribing my goblins! I told you! I'll sick Jareth on you… better yet, I'll sick my MUSE on you! You don't want to mess with him, he's kinda tricky. Anyways, yes, Sarah got in bed with Jareth (BUM BUM BUMMMMM!) (previews of things to come :wink wink:) Anyways, I wrote a bit this weekend, and yes, I GOT sleep :yay:
Rosakara13: Aww, I know, I hate her too. All I get is my muse, and he's annoying, he snores.
Conner ' I DO NOT!'
Shh! Yes you do. Anyways, thank you for all your reviews love, your great!
LadyAniviel: Your reviews ALWAYS make my day! And yes, Sarah was nice (more like guilty but, hey, whatever) and let Jareth sleep in his OWN bed. Hey… are you sure your muse and my muse aren't comparing notes? Because my muse told me that, hehehe.