#3 Bowie sitting on a chair holding what appears to be a black wolf mask. Its a scene from his video for Heart's Filthy Lesson.
Song used is Lil Red Riding Hood by Sam the Sham and the Pharaohs
Jareth sat on the second floor of the tiny studio apartment that his friend had rented. He had insisted on having a party, and of course, Jareth just had to attend. So the Goblin King had donned a human glamour, but he was not looking forward to this.
Why Fredric had insisted on a costume party was beyond him. Especially since the party was being held Aboveground. Wasn't it enough that the mighty Goblin King had to appear and act like a normal human male? And to add insult to injury, the costumes had to relate to children's stories.
"Jareth!" Fredric called as he climbed the stairs. "Come on old boy, you can't simply sit up here and brood all night."
"I told you I had no desire to attend this ridiculous party. Why must you insist on such things?" Jareth complained.
"Oh, it's not so bad. And where is your costume?" Fredric demanded as he put his hands on his hips.
Jareth held up the black wolf mask that he had in his hand. "Right here. And what are you supposed to be?"
"Prince Charming, of course." He grinned as he placed a plastic crown on his head. Jareth rolled his eyes and placed the wolf mask on the floor. "A wolf, really? How unoriginal Jareth."
"And Prince Charming is original?" Jareth argued. "Be glad I agreed to show up and made some attempt at a costume."
"Did you at least pick which Big Bad Wolf you're supposed to be?"
"Does it matter?" Jareth questioned as he summoned a crystal to his hand. He juggled it back and forth, attempting to amuse himself.
"Yes. You have to know if you're terrorizing little pigs, chasing Peter around, or trying to eat Little Red and her Grandma." Fredric informed him.
"You're assuming these characters will be in attendance." Jareth sighed.
Fredric leaned on the railing and looked at the growing crowd below. "Well, I see a couple of pigs and a Grandma." Jareth scoffed. "Hey, looks like your lucky night. Red Riding Hood just walked in and she's not a little girl."
"Let me guess," Jareth stood and walked over to join Fredric by the railing, "she is really a he and he has a huge beer belly?"
"No beer belly there, my friend, and if that's a he then maybe I should rethink my preferences," Fredric replied.
Shaking his head, Jareth searched the room for the red hood. When he spotted her, the girl's back was to him, but Jareth could make out her figure even with the cloak on. She certainly had a nice body, and her long dark hair reminded him of someone, someone he hated to be reminded of. "Doesn't look like my type." Jareth lied.
"Since when?" Seeing Jareth's death glare, he looked back at the crowd. Fine, go find a young blonde. But since she isn't your type, do you mind if I borrow your mask?" Fredric asked.
"Why? You have your Prince costume."
Fredric shrugged. "Wolf is more likely to get with Red Riding Hood though."
Laughing, Jareth scanned the crowd. "What no Princesses for you to stalk?" Fredric's reply went unheard as Jareth's attention focused on the girl in the red cloak. She had turned to face him and he couldn't believe his eyes.
"So what do you say? Can I borrow the mask?"
Jareth patted him on the back and went to grab the mask. "Sorry old boy, this wolf has spotted his prey for the night."
Watching Jareth put the mask on, he looked back at the crowd. "Wait, you're going after Red?"
"Yes," Jareth replied firmly.
"I thought she wasn't your type?"
"She's more than my type. She's mine, and I won't let her get away again." He hurried down the stairs leaving his friend alone.
Down below, pushing her way through the crowd, Sarah Williams was trying to make her way to the outer wall. She hadn't wanted to go to this party, but her roommate dragged her along. Since she didn't plan on going, Sarah hadn't bought a costume. Given how close it was to Halloween there wasn't a lot to choose from. Plus the theme of the party was children's stories so that limited her choices to the wicked witch, Little Red Riding Hood, or a very naughty Princess costume. Sarah decided a red cloak would be the easiest and cheapest option.
So here she was, in a black dress, knee-high boots, and a cheaply made red cloak that was basically a thin red sheet with a hood and two strings to tie it around her neck. Sarah hoped she could hug the wall for an hour then leave without her roommate noticing or being hit on by any on the drunken fools.
"Hey, sweetie." So much for avoiding the drunken fools, she thought. Turning to face him, she saw he was dressed as a pig, which she thought was very fitting. "I think your costume needs work, honey." He said as he leaned closer. "Supergirl had a big S on her chest."
Sarah tried not to gag from the smell of his breath. "I'm not Supergirl."
"Course you are, that's why you have a red cape." He argued.
He started to put his arm around Sarah, but someone grabbed it and twisted it behind his back. "Its a cloak, you bloody twit. The Lady is Red Riding Hood. Now scram unless you wish me to huff and puff."
The Big Bad Wolf let the little pig go and he walked away grumbling about seeing her first. Turning to Sarah, the wolf bowed. "My Lady." He held his hand out to her and after a moment of hesitation, she gave him her hand. He brought it to the canine lips of the mask and kissed her hand the best he could.
"Thanks," Sarah told him softly.
"My pleasure. Shall I accompany you?"
"Accompany me? Where?" Sarah was confused and slightly worried.
"Why to Grandma's house, of course," he replied with a grin that she couldn't see.
Chuckling, Sarah nodded. "Of course. Where else would I be going?"
He tilted his head. "Oh, I'm sure there are several places that you would enjoy." He walked with her to the edge of the room, away from the drunken fools that were attempting to dance in the center of the woods. "But I'll leave that up to you, after all, I haven't proven myself yet."
Sarah studied the wolf, there was something about his voice. She peered through the eye slots of the mask trying to get a glimpse, but it was too dark. "Have we met before?"
"Do you make a habit of befriending wolves?" He teased.
"No, not normally. Do you make a habit of saving young girls?" She questioned as she leaned against the wall.
"Only the ones with cruel eyes." He whispered.
"What?"
Before she could fully react to his comment, the music changed and as the singer howled he took her hand once more. "Dance with me. It's our song after all."
Sarah let him lead her to a secluded area away from the wall as Little Red Riding Hood started playing.
"Hey there, Little Red Riding Hood..."
He held her at a respectable distance as they swayed to the music. She thought it was almost like he planned for this song to play, but even if he had she didn't care. Despite not seeing his face or knowing his name, Sarah couldn't explain it but she felt safe in his arms.
"What big eyes you have..."
Jareth gazed into her eyes through the wolf mask. He wanted to throw the stupid thing away and gaze into her emerald eyes without obstructions.
"What full lips you have..."
The gloved hand that had been resting on her hip, caressed her cheek, his thumb brushing across her soft lips. He longed to touch her without his gloves and caress her tempting lips with his own.
"I'm gonna keep my sheep suit on..."
During the chorus, he had pulled her flush against him, their bodies moving in perfect rhythm together. Now he put a little space between them, one hand resting on her hip and the other holding her hand, their fingers interlaced.
"I'd like to hold you if I could..."
As the tempo of the music changed, Jareth swung her out and pulled her back, but wrapped his arms around her from behind. His arms wrapped securely around her waist, holding her close enough that he could feel her quickened heartbeat. Her hands grabbed his and he pulled them away from her stomach as he continued dancing, their arms moving together as one.
"What a big heart I have.."
He placed her arms around his neck and let his hands slide down her arms and ghost over the sides of her breasts before resting on her stomach. He held her tight, their bodies pressed close together.
"Even bad wolves can be good..."
Jareth was certainly struggling to behave himself. He finally had her in his arms and she was grinding her hips against him. Her hands were playing with the fur of the mask and he wanted to use his magic to rid himself of the hot thing, but he worried about her reaction at seeing his face.
"You're everything a big bad wolf could want..."
Their movements slowed as the music began to fade away. Sarah began to pull away, but Jareth held on for a moment more. Nuzzling her shoulder, he reached up and pushed the mask up enough that his lips could touch the bare skin of her neck.
When his lips touch her skin, Sarah moaned softly and leaned her head to the side. Smirking, he gave her neck a long slow lick and whispered "Baa." Before releasing her.
She laughed at his sheep noise and turned to face him, hoping he would remove his mask, instead he was putting back on securely. "Who are you?"
"A wolf who wishes to keep you safe." He said sincerely. "If you'll let me."
"And who's going to keep me safe from you, Mr. Wolf?" She challenged.
Jareth laughed and nodded, acknowledging her point. "You have nothing to fear from me, Sarah. I am but your humble slave."
Sarah started to question him more, but her roommate rushed over and hugged her. "See I told you that you would have fun!" She was slurring her word and leaning on Sarah.
When Sarah looked back to where the wolf had been, there was no one there. "Where'd he go?"
"Who?" Her roommate questioned.
Sarah looked around but saw no sign of her mysterious wolf. "No one. Now come on, let's get you home while you can still walk." After a brief argument, Sarah got her outside and hailed a taxi.
Once she got her roommate changed and tucked into bed, Sarah went to her room and started to change. It was then that she discovered the card tucked into the top of her dress. "When did that..." she stopped mid-sentence as she remembered hands ghosting along her breasts.
Examining the card, she nearly screamed when she read the one line on it. "See you soon, Precious."