Clothed in darkness, Elric came to the place where his minions had told him Sarah was. He wasn't surprised she had been found in the Goblin Kingdom. Jareth had, after all, always been the one monarch in the Underground with almost constant contact with the Aboveground.
Night time sharpens
Heightens each sensation
Darkness wakes and
Stirs imagination
A pass of the hand, and the balcony doors were open. Another, and Sarah was standing, moving, as if in a trance. "Yes, that's right, my pretty..." he whispered. "Come with me, and help to complete my plan, and boost me up through the ranks again."
Silently the senses
Abandon their defenses
Helpless to resist the notes I write
For I compose the music of the night
Keeping her in this zombie-like state, Elric brought Sarah to his stronghold. And then he released her from the trance, smiling cruely. "Welcome home, Princess..." he said, the title like poison in his mouth.
Slowly, gently
Night unfurls its splendor
Grasp it, sense it
Tremulous and tender
Hearing is believing
Music is deceiving
Hard as lightning, soft as candlelight
Dare you trust the music of the night
"Oh, but you are, Sarah," Elric hissed. "You got away from me once. You won't survive again. But first, some fun..." With that, his lecherous hands ran over her sides, pulling her close.
Close your eyes for your eyes will only tell the truth
And the truth isn't what you want to see
In the dark it is easy to pretend
That the truth is what it ought to be
Sarah pushed him away in disgust. Did he know about the life she'd just left? Was that what he expected? Well, she had news for him. It wasn't happening. "Who the hell are you?" she growled. "Where are we? Where's Jareth?"
Softly, deftly
Music shall caress you
Hear it, feel it
Secretly possess you
Suddenly, Elric was behind her, holding her tightly to him. "I am Elric, my dear princess. Know my name. For in your last moments here in my fortress, you will be screaming it loudly. As for Jareth...perhaps, if we're lucky, he'll arrive just in time to see me take your life. Unfortunately for you, I'm not a patient man with those who disobey me."
Open up your mind
Let your fantasies unwind
In this darkness which you know you cannot fight
The darkness of the music of the night
Those hands were on her again. Not that they felt completely bad, Sarah thought. But this was wrong. She wouldn't sink into that again, even if it meant her very life was forfit. But would it be so wrong to lull him into a false sense of safety, then escape? She would do, she decided, what she had to in order to get back to Jareth.
Close your eyes, start a journey to a strange new world
Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before
Close your eyes and let music set you free
Only then can you belong to me
Elric smiled as his prey fell so easily into his grasp. Guiding her over, he laid her on the bed, moving over her, kissing her soundly. He would take her, and then he would kill her, he thought, thrusting his tongue between her lips.
Floating, falling
Sweet intoxication
Touch me, trust me
Savor each sensation
Sarah did all she could not to respond. She didn't want to yield to him. But that hand massaging the back of her skull felt so good. And none of her clients had ever kissed her. It had been a rule that all good prostitutes had. Never kiss on the lips. It was too personal. And then his mouth had moved down to her neck.
Let the dream begin
Let your darker side give in
To the power of the music that I write
The power of the music of the night
No, she realized. This was wrong. She had to get him off of her. Even her years of professionalism couldn't let her distance herself. She didn't care if he killed her. She had to get out of this. In desparation, she kneed him soundly in the groin. But the damn bastard recovered quickly, grabbing her by the neck. "Bad move, Princess..." he growled, throwing her against the wall.
You alone can make my song take flight
Help me make the music of the night
"I can't rise to take control withouth bringing Jareth down, as well. You're my ticket to that. You're lucky I can't kill you until he gets here. But that's okay. Let him take his time. I can just prolong the pain." Sarah stood, though she shrunk away from him, trying to hide in the shadows. She had a feeling that, no matter what had happened in her life so far, physical pain, and, perhaps, even emotional pain, had just barely encroached upon her, were just now beginning to really come down upon her.
A/N-FINALLY!! Gods, I hate writer's block....