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Chapter Seven: The Winner
When Toby had left the room, Jareth had shifted so that his arms were around Sarah's waist and he had full access to the back of her neck. She growled dangerously and tried to swat him away again. "Can't you just keep your hands to yourself? Just because we kissed, doesn't mean I'm going to jump into bed with you." She continued to growl.
"My darling, Sarah." He cooed into her ear, "I have waited a good deal of time for you to grow up. And I intent to enjoy every moment." running his hands across her stomach.
Sarah blushed as he hugged her back, sniffing her hair and rubbing his nose into the back of her neck. "I'm not going to just throw myself at you." She hissed as she turned in his hold to look at him.
"I agree, to expect such a thing would be a little too optimistic." Jareth chuckled. "But you are forgetting two facts, my dove. You willingly fell asleep in my arms, after our little chat, and that memorable first kiss on the very bed you see before you. That, I believe, makes me the winner."
"What do you mean, 'the winner'? Are your tights cutting off the circulation of blood to your brain, or something?" She silently sniggered at the thought.
"Are you suggesting something, love?" He asked, eyebrow raised.
"Yes." Sarah promptly responded. "You're an arrogant butthead, who only ever thinks about his pants and raises his eyebrow way too much to be normal, even for you. Now, quit changing the subject and answer my question."
Jareth smirked at her likeness to her brother. "When you ran the Labyrinth, stakes were set. Your stake was young Toby, can you guess what my stake was? It most certainly wasn't Toby." He purred mockingly.
Sarah looked at him in confusion. 'What does he mean? If it wasn't Toby…?' Closing her eyes to concentrate, her mind raced through the events in the Labyrinth.
"Your getting closer, my pearl." Jareth lent forward, his nose almost touching hers, to smirk.
Sarah's eyes snapped open in realisation, giving her a close up of his twinkling mismatched eyes. "Me?" She squeaked.
Jareth began to laugh at her expression, changing it from shock into fury. She growled fiercely as she pined his shoulders to the chair and looked at him in anger while his smirk grew. "Now, now. Temper." He mocked, arms still around her waist. "If I knew getting you angry would cause you to make such arousing sounds, I would have done so earlier."
Sarah ignored his last statement. "If you suddenly think you can just…"
"I can, and I am. You let me." His eyes twinkled in delight as her face became enraged. "You never ended the game, you took it Aboveground, you're the one who postponed your move all this time when you won, what apparently was, the first round and you, my darling girl, are the one who has lost."
"What the hell are you talking about?" She snarled, still in his face.
"Huh." He smirked. "When the Labyrinth is won, the winner gets the child and a single wish. You never clamed your wish. My turn passed when I gave Toby back and in order to win the winners turn must be the last one. But as you never made your wish, it never came. So I had to wait for you to start playing again, or tell me your wish." One hand reached up to brush some offending hair out of her face, caressing her cheek. Sarah ignored the suggestive action and focused on the problem at hand, eye's darting in thought.
"I was right. You baited me with that assignment." Realisation dawned on her as she shook her head at the next thought. "But you just said that it wasn't your turn. So you can't do anything like that."
"I am allowed to prompt you. I never made an official move, just a little magic on some manuscripts. Nothing direct." He shrugged.
"So it's still my turn?" Sarah asked with a small grin of hope.
"No, its not." Jareth moved his hand, making lazy circles on the skin under her top.
"What? But you just said…" He cut her short with a small laugh.
"Your turn passed when you summoned your friend Hoggle to help you." He explained.
"I've summoned Hoggle a bunch of other times. What makes this time different?" She demanded angrily.
"You were injured. You summoned the dwarf for assistance, where you usually summoned him to talk or to cry to."
"…" For the moment Sarah was speechless, her mind racing to put the pieces together. "So how is it you won?" She finally asked in a small voice. "Shouldn't we still be playing?"
"You gave up." He replied, smugly.
"I never!" Sarah protested loudly.
Jareth gave a soft chuckle. "But you did, my jewel. You submitted to me. You gave up the game, signing the pact with a kiss on that very bed."
Sarah's growl returned with backup, making him laugh out loud. "How could I have known? You never told me the rules. All you told me was I was to travel through the Labyrinth and to the Goblin City to get Toby back, and I did!"
"That was all you needed to know. Your side of the game. You twisted the rules, using my subjects against me, so I twisted them too." He shrugged casually.
"Oh, like you've never twisted the rules before?" She snorted sarcastically.
He tightened his grip around her waist and brought his head up to purr softly. "I have never needed to, before you. But now I have won, you are mine."
It took Sarah a moment to digest this new info and she struggled a bit in his iron hold, before giving up and collapsing with exhaustion in his arms and crying quietly into his shoulder as the overall stress of everything that had happened finally got to her.
Jareth was a little taken aback by her reaction, he soothingly shushed in her ear and stroked her hair. "It's okay, my love. Don't cry. Would it really be that awful to live with me, in the Underground? You would get to see Toby and your friends everyday, there is no 'University' to bother you, the only lessons would be in magic and maybe defensive arms. You would never have want for anything and you would never suffer your stepmother again. All you would have to do is stay with me. That's all. There are no twists, hidden tricks or strings attached. All I want is you with me. I would never force you into something. A day has not passed that I have not thought of you. I trained your brother in hopes that he would provide a distraction from watching you, though I'll admit that my plan backfired somewhat when I found I was watching you all the more." This made Sarah chuckle slightly, making Jareth smile softly as he continued petting her. "As I said, all I want is you with me. I don't think I could take another day without you, especially after the kisses you have gracefully bestowed upon me. Before you knew of my victory, you were well enough. What has changed, but a little knowledge? I am still the same man you first kissed, nothing has really changed."
Sarah sniffed and lifted her head, turning it to look at him. "I know." She sniffed again, then asked in a small voice. "Is there any way I could stay in this realm, just to finish my studies and maybe take a holiday with my family? I only have this year to go."
Jareth looked a little hesitant as he thought, then finally said. "You'd have to return to the Underground at night, like Toby soon will be when his powers get stronger."
"Thank you." She moved her head back down to his shoulder, shutting her eyes.
He rubbed her back in smoothing circles and kissed her cheek softly. "All you have to do is ask and I will obey." He let her know, kissing her chin.
"Mmmm…" she groaned tiredly as she wrapped her arms around him in an accepting embrace and tilted her head to get a better look at Jareth. He gave a small smile and chuckle as he gently kissed her forehead, her nose and her chin in secession.
Sarah lifted her head slightly and kissed his lips in a small peck, leaving him wanting more, and found herself kissing his bare shoulder up to his neck where she stopped under his chin, making him shiver. He bent down and took her fully into his arms, kissing her madly with one hand behind her head while to other rested on her hip, making her melt to him and answer back with equal passion as she pulled one of her arms up and around his neck to run her fingers through his hair while the other hand slid round to his chest and the nap of his neck and shoulder, to rub it in silent promise.
When they finally pulled apart, both their chests were heaving. Sarah stared wide eyed and blushing at the man before her as he quickly recovered and gave a chuckle. "I though you weren't going to 'throw' yourself at me." He smirked as her face became redder. He could feel her mind working fast, too fast for him to work out so soon.
Sarah's idea had hit too fast for Jareth to understand right away, but he was distracted when she whispered, "Oh? Is that how you feel? Then I best go." got up and moved to the bed, idly swinging her hips as she walked over to sit down. Jareth's eyes were glued to her hips and waist as she slid onto the bed to lie down and inform him. "I'm going to have a nap." Jareth raised an eyebrow as she slid into the covers and pulled them over her head. After much fumbling, in which Jareth had taken the opportunity to slink over in curiosity and sit on a unmoving part of the sheets, Sarah's messy head popped from the confines of the duvet and, with a grin directed at Jareth, pulled free her jeans to display them to the interested Goblin King before she plonked them on the floor.
Jareth eyes darkened at her teasing and he watched her getting comfortable under the covers, unbinding her hair so it spilled comfortably onto the pillow, bunching the sheets up so they covered her shoulders but, consequently, uncovered her long pale legs which she bent up in a comfortable position, and stretched before cuddling into the luxury bedspread and giving a large fake yawn.
The Goblin King suddenly smirked, catching on to her game as she faked sleep. Leaning onto the bed he gently ran a hand up her leg, making her shiver and frown a little as she opened one eye slightly to see what was going on. Seeing he had an audience, Jareth smirked and ran his hand around the flesh in one swift movement. Suddenly Sarah's hand darted out from the sheets to grasp his.
"That tickles, you know." She told him dryly as his smirk widened. Then, with a rapid movement, the King had pulled her up and with a growl crushed her lips with his and pulling her free of the sheets. Sarah gave a moan as she was pressed against his finely chiselled chest and wrapped one of her legs around his waist. When they pulled out, Sarah's neck was frantically ravished as Jareth then waved his free hand and banished them both back to the Underground and his chambers along with her discarded jeans and shoes.
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