Chapter 6, Midnight Promises
"Your Majesty, My Lady, pardon my intrusion but the King is about to speak." A small goblin stood in the doorway in a cowering hunch.
Sarah's eyes were still on Jareth's, neither had moved, until Jareth caught sight of reality and straightened himself up, clearing his throat to speak to the little creature.
"Of course, Thank you." Jareth sputtered taking Sarah's arm in his, a bewildered expression on her face. The courier left in a hurried fashion, leaving Sarah and Jareth alone yet again. Jareth stood for a moment before turning to look down at Sarah. A hint of contentment in his eyes.
"Wha-What the hell?" Was all Sarah could manage to say. She wasn't angry, in fact, it had come out barely a whisper. She was so blown away by the enormity of what had just transpired between the two of them that the world had melted around her. She couldn't recall all the anger she'd been feeding the past nights, or all the questions she should be bombarding him with. She couldn't think of anything but the moment something hit her. The moment she felt a slight change, a twinge, in the air around them. The way she could feel both their heart beats as he looked at her, and the way his lips felt as they met hers. The chill of the night air against the warmth of his mouth sent sparks from her lips straight out of her toes. Everything that had happened to her from the very moment she first set foot in the Underground five years ago had been washed away in that one, delicate kiss. If only for a moment.
Sarah saw Jareth's demeanor change at her question; a playful look of confidence played across his face.
"I know that you are angry Sarah, and I know that you have questions. And I assure you, you will have the answers. This I promise." He said with a widening sneer. Before Sarah could counteract, he lunged at her. Pulling her to him in one swoop of his arm, grasping her face firmly in his hand and pulling her mouth towards his. The moment their faces made contact was far different from the innocent peck he had given her just minutes before.
Sarah didn't know what to do. There was so much raw emotion coming from Jareth. His lips furiously attacked hers, his tongue demanding entry as she surrendered to him. She was lost, and burning. Sarah feverously returned his kiss. Her lips danced with his, absorbing the fiery passion from his tongue into hers. He nipped at her lower lip as her tongue grazed along his teeth. It seemed as if they went on like this for hours as their minds and bodies moved as one.
And just as suddenly as it had happened, Jareth pulled away. Leaving swollen lips and confused eyes pouting with longing. He was panting furiously. Once he started to settle himself, he noticed just how tight he had been holding her and set her back on her feet. A boyish grin took over his face as he pressed his forehead to hers.
"Forgive me, but I had to claim that mesmerizing look in your eyes, knowing it was meant for me." He snickered a bit before straightening himself once again. He took Sarah's arm in his and led them back into the ballroom.
A/N- this is a mini chapter I know, but when I was writing it I stopped at this part and thought "Wow, this would be a great mini chapter" lol hope you enjoy!