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Chapter 3-Confusing actions

Jareth watched as Sarah's form sprawled to the floor. Coing back in one big rush, the memories had been to much for her to handle.

Knowing she was not asleep, not yet defeated and willing to submit to him, he did not tell her that the mortal man, Matt, had less than one hour left. Instead he stood beside her, looking down on her still form, wishing she would just let things be easy. But that, was not her. No, not his Sarah, she would fight him every step of the way. Glancing up again at the thirteen hour clock on the wall, he realized the Matt only had precious minutes left. He had won, Sarah would stay with him.

"That mortal man will never make...such a pity," Jareth commented in that mocking, perfectly male, arrogant tone. Just hearing that voice sparked Sarah's temper. She rebuilt her resolve and vowed to never give up. She could despair, but not give up. She would never give in to him.

'What can I do?" she questioned herselft. He's determined to have his revenge. Still, there is a way, and I will find it...even if it takes me years.'

"Leave Matt alone, at least give him a chance to reach the castle."

"I have," Jareth remarked, clearly frustrated with her," but your bea has only minutes left."

Sarah was split in two. A part of her despaired. Now she would have to think of another way. She just couldn't stay here in the world full of monsters and demons like Jareth and his goblins. On the other hand, she rejoiced. Not because she wanted to stay with the Goblin King, but because now she could get away from all those horrible people who never understood her. She did not truly belong in the Aboveground. Even if Jareth wasn't really a benevolen person, he was much better than the mortals that she had been forced to congregate with everyday.

'But do I really want to stay with Jareth? Could I subject myself to torment such as I would have under his hand? Which is the lesser of two evils?'

His voice interupted her thoughts. "It is over, Matt has lost. And you, my pet...you belong to me."

Jareth watched her fight to control her temper in her eyes. It was a losing battle from the start.

"I belong to no one! You hear me? Absolutely no on...net even you Goblin King!"

While he loved the fire in her spirit, the fire that kept her alive, Her defiance angered him to no end. She would admit that she was his, even if he had to break her spirit to make it happen.

Taking long, strong stides toward, he noticed that the closer he got, the more nervous she became. When she unconciously licked her lips, his gaze narrowed on her lush, full lips.

Sarah must have seen the lustful look in his eyes, for she grew immediately quiet and submissive. She was afraid of his lust for her.

This was how he wanted her, submissive to his will, but not out of fear. He wanted her to obey him because she loved him. To show her he could be gentle, not just the cold and cruel monster she saw him as, he reached out his gloved hand and cupped her smooth cheek. Looking deeply into her eyes, he lowered his lips to meet hers.

Sarah stared into Jareth's blue and green gaze as he moved to capture her lips with is own. Her heart sped up, but whether it was in fear or anticipation, she knew not.

When the connection was made, Sarah could tell he was trying to keep it light, but she could feel his swirling emotions behind the kiss and something unleashed inside of her and made her want more. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled herself closer to Jareth. Close enough to feel his hard toned body beneath the royal attire. Jareth was clearly shocked, but he did not hesitate at her reaction. He wove his fingers through the stands of her dark hair. When she felt his teeth tugging at her lower lip, she opened her eyes and realized what she had just done.

Backing away quickly, terrified of her own body's betrayal, she decided to try to play the role of apologizing servant.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty," she said, struggling to appear meek and defeated. "My fatigue must have gotten the better of me, if you might show me where I shall be staying, then I will be out of your way.

As she was saying this, she was thinking, 'Please let me go, please let me go, please let me go...'

"Do not call me by title unless we are in front of others in the High Court. Alone, to you, I am simply Jareth. Is that clear?"

"Yes...Jareth."

"Good, now come. We shall find your chambers."

Jareth exited the throne room from a door in the back and he took her down a long corridor. He passed by a large set of double doors. When they stopped at another pair of doors not far from the other, she realized what the other set of doors had blocked from her sight. His chambers. She would sleep very close to where he lay.

"We have arrived," Jareth spoke, drawing her attention back to him. "If there is aught you desire, it will be retrieved with haste."

"There is something I wish for," Sarah replied softly, eyes downcast when he looked at her.

"And what is that, my sweet? What is it that your heart desires?"

Sarah lifter her gaze to stare intor his own mismatched orbs, emerald blazing with determination and fury. "I want my freedom, you arrogant son of a bitch," she spat at him.

Jareth's face suddenly grew dark and revealed no emotion, so Sarah knew she was in trouble.

His arm snake out and gripped her forearm with bruising force. Pulling her close, his face contorted to show the rage inside of him at her defiance.

"You will never leave me. Not again. I own you. You belong to me, this is you home now."

Jareth opened the doors, shoved her into the room, slammed it shut, and stalked off leaving a frightened and confused Sarah staring at the door.

While Sarah and Jareth were arguing in the Underground, Matt was in the Aboveground. Sarah had only spoken of one person when she mentioned the Labyrinth, it was from a nightmare she had had. So Matt started searching for the one person who could bring her back.

Her little brother, Toby.

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