Chapter4, A Night To Remember

When Jareth had finally returned to the castle he found himself restless. He paced around his chambers unable to sleep. He was anxious, he was happy. "My dear Sarah, how I long to see you face to face again." He plopped himself on the bed and pulled the covers around him, making it as comfortable as he could. If I am forced to look upon you from the shadows, then maybe this will bring me some ease... He conjured a crystal and watched intently as a light fog began to fill it.

Sarah searched through the Labyrinth with curiosity. She knew she had seen something, a blur. Maybe a person? A goblin? She couldn't tell, they had moved to fast for her to get a clear view. What are you searching for? Said a voice inside her head. She paid no attention. She saw another flash, something yellow. She ran around the next corner not paying any attention to where she was going incase she got lost. All of the sudden she was on a straight path which seemed to go on for miles. There's no way it could have gotten away that fast. There must be a hidden turn somewhere. She placed her hands against the wall of the Labyrinth and felt her way down the ally.

Sarah's hands began to feel heat, as if she was touching another person, and not a cold damp wall. She quickly removed her hands from the sensation. She stopped a moment and thought, Things aren't always what they seem here. Maybe the warmer the wall gets the closer I am to the opening? That seemed a hopeful enough theory. She gently placed her hands on the wall of the Labyrinth. A slow tingle crept along her finger tips, and entwined itself between her fingers.

Sarah starred at the wall for a long moment, relishing the feeling that had washed over her. She was sated, calm, and happy. She turned and walked alongside the wall with one hand firmly glued and the other swinging along her side. She lost track of how far she was walking when she started to notice that the feelling on her hand was not increasing or decreasing. The second she started to worry she felt the heat tighten itself around her fingers and actually tug at her. Sarah whirled around to see a gloved hand firmly entwined with hers, pulling her closer.

Jareth looked upon Sarah with a stern and unyielding expression. He gently pulled at Sarah's arm, leaving about a foot of space between them. Sarah's green orbs widened and sparkled with glistening sunlight. Jareth's face almost softened as he took in the sight of her. She was wearing the same outfit she wore the first time she came to the Underground. Of course, she filled it out much more nicely this time. Although she wore a baggy shirt and lose fitting jeans, they did nothing to diminish the obvious flowing curves of her body. Jareth's eyes slowly trailed from her face to her collarbone, stopping once he reached buttoned collar of her shirt. His heart quickened at the thought of undoing those buttons.

As Jareth was observing Sarah, Sarah was observing Jareth. He was dressed in the same outfit he had worn when he appeared in the tunnels as a beggar. His red leather jacket framing his broad shoulders perfectly, while his grey pants framed his everything else. Sarah watched as a gentle breeze blew through his light blonde hair. Small whips glided across his face, the soft sunlight making him glow. His eyes bore on hers with a stone fire; Sarah didn't know what to expect.

"Jareth..." As soon as she spoke his name, a trigger went off so soft you wouldn't know someone had just been shot. In one motion so sudden it caught Sarah completely off guard, Jareth drew Sarah to him, placing one arm around her back and keeping the other extended behind him, their hands still firmly entwined, so she could not back away. He pressed her body to his and thrust his lips onto hers with a deadly passion.

It took sarah a minute to register just what was happening when she felt her arms relax and move to wrap around his back. He released her hand and moved his own to grasp the side of her face. With this gesture he deepened the kiss, parting Sarah's lips with his tongue and taking her for his own. His hand moved up to grasp at the back of her hair, pushing their faces together even further. Sarah let a soft moan escape her lips as she tightened her grip on the Goblin King.

Jareth took this sign of acceptance and launched forward, pushing Sarah to the opposite wall. Jareth pressed his body against hers, emphasizing the strength of his hips. Sarah gasped as she spread her legs to allow him to get even closer. She drew one leg up the length of his own until it reached just above his hip. He released his hold from her back as he felt the length of her thigh, gripping it tight and ramming himself into her.

"How badly do you want this?" He whispered in her ear. She felt the hardness of his press against her, and she looked at him with eyes of longing. An evil smile played across his lips.

Sarah didn't answer, not with words anyway. Her breathing increased to a rough and irregular pace. She tore her eyes from his face and stared down at him. She pushed open the collar of his jacket and rubbed her hands over his chest. Her fingers teasingly touched his bare skin where his shirt hung open. She pushed the jacket from his shoulders, feeling every inch of him along the way.

Jareth proceeded to attack Sarah in a frenzy of nips and kisses starting from her jaw all the way down to her bust line. Sarah's hand reached up and lost itself in the mess of Jareth's hair, pushing him into her chest causing him to bite and suck harder. Jareth reached down and ripped open her jeans in response, pulling them down and off her in one swift motion. He then reached under her thighs and lifted her up, wrapping her legs around him. Jareth continued to kiss up the length of her neck, when their heads were level again Sarah pulled his ear to her and whispered, "How badly do you want it?" She giggled as she nipped at his earlobe. The sensation sent a shiver down Jareth's spine, and with that he freed himself of his now suffocatingly restricting pants and thrust himself into her with all the force he had.

Sarah cried out in shock and through her head back, her mouth gaping open. Jareth licked the base of her chin and latched onto her neck as he began to move inside her. He was strong, and unrelenting. He was too lost to go slow, and too greedy to go fast. He wanted to relish the moment. Setting a steady pace at which he could sense every twinge inside her, Sarah gasped and moaned chocking back heavy breaths in an attempt to keep up with him.

Jareth's hands were firmly around her bottom, taking in every delicious curve, while his mouth moved from her neck to further down her chest. As Sarah's hands dug into him, he ripped open the buttons of her shirt with his teeth, pushing the fabric away with his face. He latched onto one of Sarah's breasts, teasing her nipple madly with his tongue. As he kissed and sucked he felt the walls inside of her tighten. The feeling of her impending climax was enough to drive him over the edge. There was no controlling it, he couldn't stop himself.

An explosion the size of two planets erupted within Jareth. The feeling was so strong his knees almost buckled, sending them both to the ground. As he started panting he bore his head into her shoulder."S-Sarah!.." He cried out as he spilled himself into her. Not quite forgetting Sarah still hovered on the golden edge he kept his pace up. The sounds and emotion coming from Jareth were enough to finally do her in. She closed her eyes and let lose a passionate scream as a wave of pure ecstasy swept over her. "Oh My God Jareth!" She screamed.

After shocks were still rippling though her as she opened her eyes. She found herself alone, in a dusty old room where the ceiling was much too short. "Holy shit." Sarah muttered in disbelief. Her heart was pounding, her face was hot, and she had just had the most satisfying orgasm in her life.

Jareth awoke much the same as Sarah. He shot up in bed immediately covered in sweat and panting like a dog. "Gods my love, you'll be my undoing." He said as his heart started to settle. He lay back in bed and threw his arms over his head. Maybe this won't put me at ease afterall...