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Chapter: 7 The Trick

Jareth sat on the windowsill of his study, he was trying hard to look through one of his crystals to see Nick. He had been plotting since the moment he had returned back to his castle as to how he would deal with him. He thought of the obvious forms of punishment: Kneecapping, drowning him in the Bog of Eternal Stench, delivering him to the fireies; but none of it felt like it was enough.

"I need to be more creative." He thought wickedly to himself.

At that moment the goblin who had tried to attend to Sarah earlier that day walked into the study.

"Your highness, I have supper almost ready, will you be needing anything else just now? Otherwise I will attend to cleaning the chicken dung up in your throne room." She said bowing slightly.

"No, that will be all Echo." He said firmly.

She curtsied before him and backed her way out of the door.

Sarah sat elegantly at the vanity in her new found closet, she had dressed in a long flowing gown, it was a mint green with gold embellishments around the décolletage. The fabric was nearly sheer, you could faintly see the shape of her round breasts through it. The shoulder straps were only a few inches thick they hung loosely off of her shoulders. She had managed to find some lace panties, but for the life of her was not able to find a bra or corset. She giggled to herself at the thought that Jareth had probably done it on purpose.

If she was honest with herself, she was thankful that she couldn't find one, the thought of having a wired bra rub on her sore ribs was a painful thought. Besides, she thought pleasantly, my boobs are perky enough to get away with not wearing one.

She placed some loose powder on her face in an attempt to cover up her bruising, next she placed some around the hand print on her neck. She ran the brush made from harsh bristles through her long shiny hair, she noticed then that she was missing some chunks.

"That Bastard." She cursed, slamming the brush onto the vanity.

"I hope you're not referring to me" Jareth said insulted

He had appeared in the shadows of the room, how long had he been there?

"Oh no, not you. I was referring to the bastard that is responsible for my bald spots." She said angrily pointing to her head.

Jareth smiled and began walking over to her. He patted his hands through her hair tenderly and bowed his head down to the crease of her neck. Sarah felt a wave of power course through her, she looked up to him with worrisome eyes.

"There." He said proudly.

Sarah ran her hands through her silky hair and realised that it was perfect, perhaps even more lustrous then before.

"Thank you." She whispered with a smile plastered on her face.

"You are most welcome my precious." Jareth whispered into her ear adoringly.

"Are you ready for dinner, I realise I said I would wait for you to call for me, but I simply couldn't wait any longer. You look absolutely ravishing, I'm tempted to eat you instead." He said taking her bare shoulder between his teeth.

He gazed down at the front of her dress, licking his lips at what he could almost see.

"I really do love your choice of dress, it's not every day a woman doesn't wear a corset." He said charmingly.

"Well if I could find one, then I would have put one on. " she said smiling shrugging her shoulders.

"Oh you couldn't find one? I could have swore I put some in here- dodgy crystals." He chuckled innocently.

"Come, come Sarah, Lets go to dinner." He smiled wrapping his arms around her.

They rematerialized in the Dining hall, the room appeared dark with only some long candlesticks creating light. There was a small table in the corner, that was very intimate it was next to a roaring fire, Sarah was thankful that they were seated next to it, her dress was thin and she could feel her nipples firming up around the fabric, she folded her arms to attempt to hide.

Jareth was dressed in a simple white shirt and faintly shimmering black jacket, he wore his normal tight pants accompanied by his black boots. Sarah found herself gazing at his package, always shocked by the dominance of it. She quickly stopped herself before she was caught.

It had been too little too late, Jareth had seen her gazing and smiled within himself.

"Just because I have decided not to eat you for dinner, doesn't mean I won't require some dessert." He said with a half smile.

Sarah instinctively blushed.

She decided to change the subject promptly.

"Jareth, Is it possible for me to return home to visit my family. I really miss them, I don't want them to worry about me." She said anxiously.

"You have been gone for about an hour In Earth time and I also casted a spell when we got to the underground so that no one would think of your whereabouts. But yes, is it pleases you, you can return home, I would like to accompany you of course, to provide protection." He stated very matter of factly.

"I think that is fair. I would like that very much." She said kindly.

Jareth and Sarah tuckered into their dinner. She finally felt like her anxiety had lifted enough that she could eat. It was a delightful dinner of Roast chicken, mashed potato and vegetables, just the wholesome meal that she needed. The meal was accompanied by wine, that she may have slightly overly indulged in. She thought as she tried to get out of seat to look at the books on the shelf next to the fireplace.

Jareth Chuckled as she stumbled out of her seat.

"Too much wine, pet?" He asked, trying to hold in his laughter.

"I've never drank before, at home we are not allowed until we are twenty one, Karen and my dad would never allow it underage." She said honestly.

"Oh yes that's right, I forgot, You are so young and innocent." He said appearing suddenly behind her.

He wrapped his hands around her waist. Sarah's arms were placed above her head she had been about to grab a book from one of the higher shelves. She dropped her arms down at his sudden contact. Jareth pulled her into him and began moving his hands up towards her heaving breasts. He growled into her ear at the feel of the warmth and firmness of them. Sarah gasped and turned around to face him. She was panting hard now and noticed that as she looked up to jareth with lust in her eyes, his were full of desire.

She looked up to him as he towered over her, she pulled his face down to hers and kissed him tenderly. She instinctively moved her hands down onto his chest and into his loose shirt, the feeling of his warm firm chest made her feel sensuous all over.

"Take me to bed." She said breathlessly.

Jareth didn't need to be asked twice, he proceeded to scooped her into his arms like a bridegroom does to his bride.

They rematerialized into their now shared bedroom. Jareth gently sat Sarah onto the bed, the look of nervousness was clearly present across her face.

"Love, if you are not ready to do this, you know we don't have to." He said faintly.

Sarah reached out to him and pulled him to her, she opened her legs to let him fall in between them, the light fabric moved up around her hips.

"I want to, even more now, just because you said that." She said blankly.

And with that said, she pulled him into a deep kiss. Jareth pulled himself out of the kiss and with such heed he removed his gloves with his teeth, throwing them across the floor with not a care as to where they landed. Next he moved his hands up around Sarah's thighs the smooth creamy skin made his member instantly hard, he felt his erection throbbing at the thought of placing it within his queen. He moved his hands inward towards her pulsating sex. Once he had found the lace panties, he slowly pulled them down her legs until they were at her feet, he slid them off and threw them across the floor.

"I don't think you will be needing those anytime soon my love." He said seductively.

Sarah was panting heavily now, in anticipation of what was going to happen next. Jareth then conjured a crystal he gently laid Sarah back onto the bed and placed it on top of Sarah's abdomen, a zipper form. Sarah was astonished.

"Well aren't you sly." She said giggling.

"You have no idea." He said pulling the zip down agonisingly slowly.

Sarah's breasts began pouring out of her dress, Jareth could not control his urges any longer and planted his face right into them put as much of the milky flesh into his mouth as he could, all the while still kneading them firmly in his bare hands.

Sarah began moaning, and was with out much success trying to remove the rest of her dress. Jareth saw her struggling and was happy to oblige her, he pulled the rest of the dress off of her and was rewarded with the presence of Sarah's beautiful naked form.

"You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life. And I have lived for centauries." He whispered astonished.

Sarah blushed at her nakedness and his honest comment.

Suddenly Jareth forcefully grabbed Sarah's thigh and peered at her hip bone as if he needed glasses.

"What in the Hell is that on your hip, a wound?" He asked worriedly.

"It's a tattoo." Sarah snorted.

"An artist puts it into your skin with a needle and ink, they can do any design that you want, it's actually quite fresh I only just had it done on my birthday." She said informingly.

Upon closer inspection, Jareth was shocked to see that the tattoo was that of his medallion.

"It's the same as my medallion." He said quietly.

"Yes, it is, it's what I wanted. I don't really know why, but it was like I was compelled to." She said embarrassed.

At that moment Jareth lost all of his self control and grabbed Sarah forcefully, always still controlling himself enough to ensure that there was no harm done to her.

He pounced on her like a lion with its prey. Sarah moaned at the contact her body aching to be touched by him all over.

Jareth kissed her so deeply that she could actually feel his desire building all the way into her toes. He trailed kisses down her neck, across her shoulders and suckled at each breast. Next he moved down to her creamy flesh between her chest and through to her stomach. He stopped and laid gentle wet kisses her hips and worked his way in until he found her delicate folds.

He stopped for a moment taking in her perfect form and almost pinched himself that this was actually really happening.

Sarah panicked at his lack of touch and reach down to him to see if everything was okay.

"Is something wrong? Did I do something wrong?" She said panicked and frustrated.

"No my love, I just can't believe my luck." He said smiling up at her.

Returning back to the task at hand, he used a thumb and forefinger to hold her wet folds open and then placed his mouth into her, darting his tongue as far in as he could. Sarah cried out of pleasure that he was finally touching her most tender spot. Jareth growled into her at the knowledge that she was soaking wet and ready for him.

She tangled her fingers through his soft unruly locks, this made Jareth smirked to himself at the reaction he was getting from her. He sucked and hummed and the while still using his tongue to stimulate her all over, he reached his hands up to touch his favourite attribute on her body, trying to contain his urges and not maul her already bruised chest.

Sarah began arching her back and squirming around beneath him, Jareth had to forcefully hold her in place in order to continue his mission. Just when he thought she was at the point of ecstasy.

"Please Jareth, I need more! I want you inside me, take me." She cried out in desperation.

Jareth smiled at her vulnerable state and despite his own desires, he knew it was just too good an opportunity to pass up.

"Does this mean that you will be my queen." He said smiling triumphantly.

"Yes! God Damnit I will do anything! Just Take me already!" she cried panicking.

Jareth paused and then without another word or thought, he vanished his clothes with the snap of his fingers. He spread Sarah's legs even wider and began guiding his long member into her. She waited in anticipation, not really knowing what to expect, she looked at Jareth elongated slender form, lightly toned muscles and beautiful masculine features. He was truly beautiful.

With a firm grasp of Sarah's legs Jareth drove into her womanhood. She cried out at the slight pain of his shaft breaking her delicate skin, but quickly realised that with pain there was pleasure. Jareth looked at Sarah with a mixture of lust and adoration. He began pumping into her faster and faster until he was at a rhythm where he wasn't sure if he could hold on much longer. He leant down a placed an erratic and urgent kiss on Sarah's lips. The kiss said, "I am giving my entire self to you." at least that's how it felt to Sarah.

Jareth had already made her come during his torturous foreplay, but as Jareth thrusted harder and harder she felt the pressure within her begin to rise again, she cried out again this time with no control in her voice, she felt her walls closing in around him and her mind became all foggy. This sent Jareth's control out in a spiral and with one last powerful thrust Jareth filled her with his warm seed.

They both felt exhaustion take over them, Jareth dumped his weight on top of Sarah but quickly turned to his side grabbing her with him, not wanting to break there intimate connection.

He looked into her eyes and with not a moments thought said:

"I do love the idea of you as my bride."

"You manipliative bastard." She replied back angrily.

Jareth pulled her closer to him.

"Its' only forever, its not long at all. He laughed lovingly.

End of Chapter 7

Hope you all need a cold shower after that one!