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Chapter 9: The Reunion

Sarah woke up the following morning entangled into Jareth, his long arms and legs wrapped protectively around her. They were still nude from there actions the night before. Sarah slowly got up and gently tried to pry the Goblin King off of her. She was absolutely busting for the toilet. Jareth shifted where he lay but he did not wake. Sarah got up from the bed and found her green dressing gown and quickly wrapped it around her, she then hauled arse towards the bathroom. When she came out she was surprised to see that Jareth was sitting up in the bed waiting for her, a massive smile plastered across his face.

"I trust you slept well precious." He said slyly.

"Mmm I did actually." She replied.

"Well will you get your beautiful derriere back into this bed please?" He asked cheekily.

"Well since you said please, I guess I will. " She said smiling as she climbed back into the bed.

Jareth reach over to, opening her gown with one hand revealing her milky white bosom. He growled instinctively.

"Don't you be getting any ideas, I am starving and I already have saddle burn from your antics last night." She said angrily, closing the gown.

Jareth smiled cheekily, with a snap of his fingers a long silver tray appeared across them, the smell was glorious, Sarah instantly knew that it was pancakes. The lids vanished as quickly as the tray had appeared to reveal stacks of pancakes, maple syrup and bits of chopped exotic fruits. Two tall glasses of orange juice were also present on the tray.

"Now my love those have alcohol in them, are you sure you should be having that, given your behaviour last night?" He said condescendingly.

Sarah rolled her eyes.

"They're mimosas." She smiled greedily with widened eyes and began sipping the glass excitedly.

"I don't know what a mimosa is but you take it easy on that. I have plans for us today... As for your saddle burn, I'm more than happy to assist you with fixing that up." He said raising a wicked eyebrow.

"I know what you think will help and it won't." She said firmly.

"Oh Come, come now precious, get your head out of the gutter, I was only implying that you soak in the bath and I will pop a little enchantment over it." He said suggestively.

"Oh actually that sounds nice." She replied.

She got up and began walking towards the bathroom, she turned back around to snub Jareth who was smiling at her with teasing eyes. As she walked into the bathroom she was shocked to see the Goblin King already in her bath, holding mimosas in both hands with a smile plastered on his face, his pointed teeth visible. Sarah couldn't help but laugh and shake her head.

She climbed into the tub, Jareth instinctively backed her into his chest and handed her the glass.

"Jareth, I have some questions for you, would you mind if I asked you?" Sarah asked hesitantly.

"As long as you're not going to ask me how old I am." He said sarcastically.

A long silent pause followed.

"Ah, bullocks."

"I lost track after my first three hundred years." He said embarrassingly.

Sarah giggled.

"Now that you have decided to become my queen, when we marry and exchange blood, you will inherit my immortality, I only gave you the crystal in case you decided not to become my bride." He said proudly.

"Oh, so the crystal won't do anything now?" She asked curiously.

She had put it safely into her vanity drawer, she had known from the moment that Jareth had given it to her that she had the intention of using it.

"Well honestly it harnesses my power, so it will do pretty much anything that you wish it to do." Jareth said.

"Jareth..." Sarah said quietly.

"How did you become the Goblin King." She asked timidly.

"Ah Sarah, so curious." He said patting her hair on her head and pushing it behind her ear.

"I made the labyrinth of course. The Goblins are either changelings that I have made, or creatures that I have inherited." He said sharply.

"You made it?" she asked shocked.

"Yes. Of course." He smirked.

After their bath Sarah was standing in her massive closet trying to settle on something to wear, when Jareth came up behind her and seductively caressed her shoulder with his teeth.

Sarah smiled at the contact, it had sent goose bumps all the way down her back.

She settled on a black gown and fitted white jacket. She giggled as she noticed she matched the Goblin Kings black and white ensemble.

"You look more like a fair princess, than a Queen my love." He whispered.

Sarah blushes at his words and buried her face into his neck.

"Arhem my young bride. I cannot wait to have you back in my bed tonight." He growled into her ear, nibbling on her lobe.

"Mm, I thought it was going to be our bed." She moaned at his contact.

"Yes you're right." He smiled boldly.

"Come with me, I want to take you to my library, you are welcome to look around the castle, but I thought you would find the library most mesmerizing. If you do choose to explore the castle without me, I need you to take proper heed. Not everything is what it seems around here and that is why I have brought you a gift." He said informingly.

Jareth pointed to the door Sarah looked up to see Hoggle, Ludo, Sir Didimus and of course Ambrosias.

Sarah threw her arms around Jareth and kissed him deeply.

"Thank you, this is great." She said excitedly.

"I have some work to do now, but I will find you later on this evening and we will spend the evening together. Tomorrow we will wed." He said promising and brought her hands to her lips to seal them with a kiss.

And in a cloud of glitter Jareth was gone leaving Sarah alone with her friends to fend for themselves.

Jareth materialised in his study he began making arrangements to invite his fellow Fae to his up and coming wedding. He was excited at the prospect of showing off his beautiful bride. He never thought the day would come where he would marry and that was part of the reason he had isolated himself so.

He thought to himself.

"Sarah will be the object of every mans fantasy."

And that put a frown of displeasure on his face.

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