Sarah woke again, this time with her memories in tact. She blushed furiously, one of those full body blushes when you know you're probably red down to your ankles, and she fought off the urge to laugh and cry simultaneously. She didn't do that in the Labyrinth and she wouldn't do it in Middle Earth, either. But she couldn't help but feel mildly violated. Not by Legolas, of course. It wasn't the handsome elf's fault. Something had risen like a force between them, and that fledgling attraction had hit like a tidal wave when he touched her. She didn't know what to think, other than the fact that this stank of Jareth.
She knew it was him. There were no doubts there. He had cut off contact with her friends almost a year after her adventure. She probably would've doubted her sanity if it hadn't of been for the dreams. Occasionally she would dream of the Labyrinth itself, and her friends and she knew those were her own dreams. No, she was talking about the other dreams. 'The ones that involved Jareth, the ones that were put there by him'. Sarah knew that was the only place he could get her, up until now, but Words were his power, she should've remembered that.
Sarah's unpleasant walk down memory lane was cut short when Legolas came into the room, followed by two others. She was unsure whether to feel relieved or not.
The figure directly behind Legolas was another elf, albeit more severe looking than Legolas. He had dark hair, and the …neatest eyebrows she had ever seen. He had been one of the people who helped pull Legolas off of her, she remembered suddenly. She couldn't suffer his intense scrutiny anymore and had to look away.
The third man to walk in was the old man she had noticed earlier. She remembered him clearly as a friendly face amongst the crowd of decidedly not-so-friendly faces. He was very gray. He had gray hair, gray beard, and a gray outfit. 'Very gray, indeed.' What she liked most about him was his grandfatherly face. He had blue eyes that gave off an obvious twinkle (like he knew something you didn't and was having a good laugh at you), and a bright smile. She grinned widely at him, and he returned the gesture.
Several hours later, after a very enlightening, embarrassing, all together highly disturbing conversation she realized she was stuck. Jareth's note, that magically appearing piece of parchment, that had came at a time when she was least likely to notice it, explained that she wasn't going anywhere.
The introductions were interesting, though. The kind, old man was actually a wizard named Gandalf the Gray, which was entirely too appropriate, Sarah thought with a giggle. She couldn't help the grin that had passed over her face at the wizard's introduction, and he had found no offense. He had returned her amused look with one of his own. His reaction was definitely a one eighty from his dark haired companion, Sarah noted. The dark haired elf was named Lord Elrond and was as stern in countenance as he was in personality. He seemed leery of her, and she honestly couldn't blame him. If someone had popped out of nowhere on top of her jewelry box, she would've put some of those karate lessons to good use or…run screaming into the night. At any rate, she couldn't blame him.
Explaining herself had been difficult at best, but Jareth's note had helped somewhat. Unfortunately, they wouldn't let her read it. Which kind of pissed her off, but if they trusted her as much as she trusted them…well, once again, she couldn't blame them. Elrond didn't have to say that they had to earn each other's trust, because it was pretty obvious to all of them that was the case.
Gandalf had been infinitely more friendly, and helpful.
"I understand that you are scared. But what you must understand is that we have no reason to trust you, and these times are dangerous. Unlike the others, my lady, I have the gift to see what others cannot. I see good in you. I believe that we should be open with you, but, alas, the group disagrees with me. But I will be as frank as I can. What happened today was not natural. You were brought here by force, and you have gained powers that I am, as of yet, unable to discuss with you. What I can say is that I hope I have the chance to explain what I can, but you must be agreeable. The group needs to trust you. Mind you, I already do, but …there has been a fellowship that has been elected to protect you or to protect others from you, if need be. I will leave Legolas to explain the rest to you, for he has matters of a more personal nature to discuss with you, and I will take my leave. I will see you soon, Sarah, good day" and the enigmatic wizard was gone, taking Elrond along with him. That had left her with Legolas, alone, again.
Sarah knew she must be as red as a tomato, but her blasted skin was not listening to her commands to stop this instant.
"Lady Sarah, I apologize for my actions yesterday, you must understand, I" Legolas began, clearly guilty about the almost-fucking on the ground in front of the fellowship-thing.
"Don't, its okay. It wasn't your fault. Clearly magic and hormones don't mix well…or they mix too well. Don't sweat it." Sarah stopped his obviously soon-to-be long winded apology before it could begin. When Legolas looked as if he would continue, she shushed him with a wave of her hand.
"I accept your apology. Subject closed. The end. Now, was there something else?"
"Gandalf wanted me to tell you something…without Lord Elrond present. He felt it was not for him to say, and considering our history so far, well, he felt I would be most appropriate to tell you-"
"Wait, wait, wait- I thought you guys were all for not telling me anything…or wait, are you breaking some kind of rule by telling me whatever it is you're going to say?" She asked and the answer was written all over his guilty face. "Oh, okay- proceed with the explanation then"
"Normally, I would not break the lord's trust, but Gandalf felt you must be told, and I reluctantly agreed. Your powers are dangerous..and there was a warning for you in the note from this Goblin King" He looked simultaneously worried and embarrassed at the same time. It was kind of cute.
"Warning? Okay, this is not sounding good. Jareth isn't exactly the type to warn, so it must be part of the game" Legolas looked up sharply at the use of her tormenter's name.
"Yeah, yeah, I figured out who was pulling the strings behind this, we'll discuss it later, but there's a warning for me, and I want…need to hear it" she said, and the handsome elf nodded in acknowledgement.
"The note said-" Legolas paused, and turned slightly pink. She urged him with her eyes to continue.
"The note warned that you are not to break your maidenhead" He managed to get the words out as plainly as possible. It took Sarah a minute to decipher his meaning. Her eyes widened in realization.
"Wait, you mean no sex?" She blurted, and looked to him furiously for confirmation. He gave her an uncomfortable look in return.
"Furthermore, the note stated that the power of the ring was changed to a 'feminine power'. Gandalf believes that the power has become…sexual in nature and that the power is carried through touch" Legolas told her, and she believed it after their display yesterday.
"Well, that is, forgive my wording, really fucked up. It is so fucked up, that only he could've come up with it. This is a punishment. It has to be. To give someone out-of-control hormones in a funky-type sexual power, and not let them complete the act is torture." She fumed, and Legolas looked somewhere between amused at her outburst and understanding at her situation. She was deep in thought for a moment, before she got an idea.
"I need to try it out again…this power. Could you help me? I mean, it's not like we haven't been there already. I would like to test this with someone who's felt it before, someone I'm familiar with. Please… To see, y'know?"
"You want me to break your maidenhead against express orders? Surely that would be folly?" He looked flushed, and dare she say, excited?
"No, no, I don't mean to go that far. That would be breaking the rules of his game…and it wouldn't go well. I mean to test the boundaries. I need to know that I can touch people without, y'know, having an orgy. Will you just…shake my hand and see what happens? Please, I need to know." She pleaded with him to understand. He looked like he was going to say no, and she couldn't bear it. But who else could she ask? She was genuinely attracted to this man…elf, and if she was going to test her uber-sex powers, she wanted it to be with him. Besides, she thought she should be able to control the new powers better the second time around, when she knew what to expect. He clearly was thinking along the same lines because he reluctantly smiled before replying
"I'd be happy to assist you in your brave endeavor" He replied with a teasing glint in his eyes. Sarah smiled, so he was male after all.
She reached her palm out tentatively, and touched his own outstretched hand. She felt the same pull of magic flavored lust from before. His eyes darkened, and she felt that primal need to touch him, taste him…feel him against her.
He lifted her hand to his mouth, and licked the region between her middle and pointer fingers, imitating a very private act. She gasped. Okay, boundaries tested. Testing over. Over. Done. Stopping…
"We really should stop" She moaned under her breath.
"Yes, we really should…" was his response before he reached under the covers of her bed, his fingers reaching her past her panties, and finally, inside of her.
'Dear god, he is good. We must stop. Stop, stop, stop…oh hell, forget it'
"Do you want me to stop?" He whispered into her ear, knowing full well her answer.
"Fuck, no" She replied and he smiled wickedly.
She bucked against his hand, about ready to burst, moaning loudly before he could muffle the sound. Legolas knew the sound would draw attention, and it did. The door busted open, Aragorn and several elves filing in.
Legolas turned to Aragorn, "This is really not a good time, my friend" his hand still in Sarah, stroking her. Never let it be said that elves can't double task, Sarah thought.
She realized she should be embarrassed, but she was too far gone to care.
Aragorn looked like he was having a mental battle. She figured he had been ordered not to let anyone touch her, or something silly like that.
"Just one more moment, Estel" Legolas ground out, before twitching his fingers in the most pleasurable of ways. Sarah gasped, and the pleasure shot from her body like a bolt of power.
It took all of Legolas' strength to pull away from her, but he was able to. "Could you please get the crowd out of this room before we get more unwanted attention in here?" he asked Aragorn politely, and the man didn't look happy but he complied.
By this time, Sarah and Legolas were both coming back to their senses, and down from the magically induced high that they shared.
"Shit, I'm sorry" and "My sincerest apologies" were spoken aloud at the same time, and they both laughed.
"I thought I would have more control this time, Legolas…I didn't mean to give you the magical date rape drug…I really thought it wouldn't…that you wouldn't. That I could stop it. I am so sorry." She rasped, still in a bit of a stupor from the mind blowing orgasm.
"My Lady, the fault is mine. It is I who should've had control. On some level, Sarah, I must admit, that I am not sorry. To share something so pleasurable with a beautiful woman is a gift. I just wish that circumstances had been different." He replied, and she smiled at his sincere compliment.
"So you wouldn't be averse to helping me get over this thing?" She asked, feeling brave.
"Not in the least, but I fear the fellowship will have some issues with the …relationship we have formed."
"Fuck the fellowship" was her response.
He grinned, and she gasped as he sensually licked his fingers. Neither noticed that Aragorn had quietly left the room.
Notes: Okay, so wow…it took a whole day to get past the writer's block of this chapter. Anyways, I just wanted to get across that I view Jareth as a wish granter who gets power from verbal commands (like Anya from Btvs, for those of you who know what I'm talking about). Also, I know Sarah seems out of character…but who wouldn't be, considering the odd situation? Her personality will become more obvious and hopefully, in-character, as the story continues. I just wanted to point out that I know she isn't in character in this chapter. And, finally, I wanted to say that reviews would be very much appreciated. This story has had a fair amount of hits, but only 2 reviews. I'd like to know what you guys think. What you like, don't like, suggestions, etc. I'm curious, and it would help. Writers write faster with good feedback, I've noticed. So if you're enjoying this, tell me. I'd like to hear it.