A Prophecy Speaks
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Chapter 25 –or- Life
Sarah had danced with more people than she could count. She had even taken a spin with her brother before sending him off to bed. Everyone had sage advice for a happy marriage. Queen Carys told her it was okay to go to bed angry sometimes. King Danol twirled her around and told her that sometimes a male just needs his space. King Mephis told her that sometimes she would need to let Jareth fuss a little. It would make him feel needed. Everyone had something to contribute. Sarah took it all in stride. Sarah also took more wine than usual, and was a little tipsy.
Queen Carys approached Sarah as she sat down for a moment before taking up another dance.
"Sarah, dear, it is getting quite late. If you want to get it all done by midnight…", Carys left it hanging there. Sarah thanked her and made her way to Jareth, who was dancing with Queen Kaleia of the Elves.
"Excuse me, Your Majesty, but I am afraid I must steal my husband from you", Sarah told her. Kaleia only smiled and let Jareth go.
"You ready to blow this popsicle stand?" Sarah asked her smiling husband.
"Oh my dear, I have been ready for longer than you can imagine," her husband purred before pulling her in for a long kiss. Somewhere in the distance they heard an amused cough. Jareth took Sarah's hand and they started to briskly walk away from the crowd. They were headed for the exit when they were stopped short by Queen Xandra.
"Do not forget the seeds I gifted you with", she reminded them.
Jareth called the seeds in as he and Sarah headed out the door. Luckily no one made too big deal out of it. They ran joyfully through the garden until they were below their bedroom window. Jareth held the two seeds in his hand. Sarah used a thought to put two holes in the ground. Jareth dropped one in each hole. Sarah dropped the dirt back on them. Jareth conjured a watering can and watered them thoroughly. They looked up and changed into their owl forms to fly to their balcony. They resumed their Fae forms once they reached the top, Sarah giggled.
The maids had been very busy. All of her things had already been moved. Sarah removed her circlet as she heard Jareth put his crown away. She removed her jewelry and her shoes. She grabbed a brush and started to brush her hair out. Jareth approached her from behind and took her brush. Sarah leaned back and little and closed her eyes. Jareth brushed her hair quietly, stopping every so often to weigh it in his hands and run his fingers through it. It felt so good. She opened her eyes and saw Jareth was wearing a pair of black satin pajama bottoms. His chest was bare save the gleaming badge. She closed her eyes again and felt the brush of his finger on her shoulder. Her eyes opened again to find she was now wearing a sleek negligee made of black satin. It was spaghetti strapped, and backless. It had a deep v in the front that skimmed the inside of her soft breasts. The slits on the sides came up to her hips. She could feel she was not wearing any panties. She knew he did that on purpose. She knew this was what he must have dreamt of her wearing when she was in his bed. Those were the dreams she had not seen. She stopped his hand brushing her hair and looked at his reflection in the mirror.
"Slow and easy?", Sarah asked him. He nodded. She stood and faced him.
Jareth enfolded her in a hug, so that her head was resting on his chest. He kissed her hair and breathed in her scent. She raked her nails gently down his back. That gave him goosebumps. She placed a tender kiss on his chest, and then placed another on his collarbone.
Sarah stood on her tiptoes and kissed his neck, biting and sucking the flesh gently. Jareth felt desire start to stir. He started to lose it when she kissed his jaw. He grabbed her hair gently and tilted her head to one side. He slid one strap of her gown down her soft arm as he kissed her creamy shoulder. He trailed kisses along her neck and bit it quite hard at one point, making Sarah gasp as his canines pricked her skin just barely. He continued the kisses until he reached her ear. He sucked her earlobe into his mouth and licked the rim. She gasped again and dug her nails into his skin. The pain of it felt good, a sharp reminder of reality. He stopped the torment momentarily to whisper a sentiment he had been wishing to express.
"I love you Sarah. I always have, I always will. You are the brightest star in my sky. My life means nothing without you", he told her. Tears slipped down her face. He moved to kiss those as they fell from her eyes. He trailed those kisses down to her mouth and sucked her lower lip into his mouth. Sarah moaned and tangled her fingers in his hair. She held his body to hers, and slipped her tongue into his mouth. She had always wanted to drown in someone, and she felt that now. She wanted to breathe him in. He tasted like salt and sweetness. Like darkness and light. He was everything she ever wanted.
Sarah could only think and feel Jareth. She was not thinking of anything else when he slid her gown off her shoulders and onto the floor. She was not thinking of anything else when she untied and slid his bottoms off. She was not thinking of anything else when he picked her up and carried her to his bed. All she wanted, and all she needed, was him.
Jareth laid down on the bed beside Sarah and felt her body with his hands, and tasted her with his mouth like he had been longing too. Her skin was like silk, so white and smooth. She smelled like oranges and a slight hint of musk. She tasted like honey, rich and sweet.
Sarah opened her eyes as Jareth rose above her. She knew it might hurt a little, and that she might bleed a little. It didn't matter. As Jareth got ready to claim her virginity Sarah opened her mouth.
"I love you Jareth," she said as he entered and then repeated breathlessly until they had both found release. She said it again and again as he magically changed the sheets and held her in his arms. She said it again until exhaustion took her away.
"I love you Sarah", Jareth told her with tears in his eyes. She had given him all her most precious gifts. She had surrendered to their passion.
Soon after, he too was asleep, and the prophecy was fulfilled.
And outside the window, two green shoots sprung from the ground.