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Chapter contains sexual explicit content.

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Chapter 22: The Hormones

Once Lidia had left Jareth and Sarah's quarters, Jareth came to sit next to Sarah on their bed. He attempted to caress her face with his hand, but she quickly and abruptly move her face away to avoid his efforts, careful not to look his way.

Jareth frowned and dropped his hand, he got up off of the bed and came around to the other side, once he was in line with Sarah's face, he knelt down next to her. She was clearly angry and acting out because as he knelt down next to her she turned to show her back.

"I take it you are still angry with me... I thought we were passed that now after seeing our child... What about the bigger picture precious?" Jareth said questioning.

Sarah still laid on her side, she felt as though she would cry if she spoke, she was angry and hurt. But the true overwhelming emotion that was consuming her...was that she had no control- over anything anymore.

Everything was controlled by someone, her body was taken over by her baby, her freedom by her husband and her mind, by the demons of her past, killing Nick hadn't really solved all her problems like she thought it would.

I'm loosing my mind. He's treating me like I'm made of glass, like I'm a prisoner. This isn't what we are, what is happening to us?

"Sarah you are welcome to be angry with me, but I will not be ignored. I have told you many times before, I will have your respect." Jareth said firmly.

Sarah rolled her eyes instinctively, and instantly wanted to put him right back into his place.

I actually just want to punch him in the face. Misogamist bastard. This is an absolute shit show.

"Sarah, do not defy me! Answer me damn it!" Jareth scolded.

"Get out and Leave me alone in my cell." She hissed back.

Jareth's face turned cold. He stepped closer to where Sarah was and leaned his body down to where she laid, so one arm was on each side of her, his face was furious, his eyes black, his lips in an unemotional thin line. He placed his face just inches from her ear. His breath was warm against her neck, sending shivers up her spine... she felt intimated by him for the first time, in a very long time.

"That's what you think? You think that I am treating you like a prisoner? Do you understand everything that I have done for you? Did you ever come to think that perhaps I am just as angry at you as you are at me." He asked in a growl.

Sarah could feel the fury oozing off of him, his eyes were pin points and his breathing had become rapid. She began to rise off of the bed, she placed both her hands on Jareth's chest and firmly pushed him away from her, an attempt to create some distance and dominance.

He gripped her by her shoulders to stop her and then pushed her back down into the bed, forcefully but not enough to cause any harm to her. He had to remind himself that she was with child and he needed to keep control of his temper.

"I did not tell you that you can get up, we are having a discussion and you are damn well going to listen to me." He hissed.

"Get your hands off of me!" She cried out helplessly, wiggling around to escape his tight grasp.

She had no hope in hell escaping his grasp, he had her pinned with one arm and a malicious smile on his face had formed.

"Would you stop fighting, you are suppose to be resting." He said calmly.

"How am I suppose to rest with you holding me down? And besides, I AM SICK TO DEATH OF RESTING, constantly trying to be what you want me to be... I have given everything up for you Jareth, my family, my university, my friends, Damn it I even gave up Merlin for you!" She shouted.

Jareth looked at her shocked for a moment and began to relinquish his grip on her wrists.

"You have no idea what it's been like for me... What he's done to me. He's in my head, in my dreams. I can't close my eyes when we are having sex because I can see his face and it makes me sick. I can't close my eyes at night because I'm too afraid to fall asleep and when I finally do, I'm right back there... in his basement on the floor half naked, afraid and alone... but you never come... The dream always ends in what would have happened to me if you hadn't come. Its the same dream every time. Every night." She cried.

"I am angry at you for dragging out his fate. Why couldn't you just let me go down there to face him. If you would had just let me do that then I wouldn't have gone on my own!" She said spitefully.

Jareth looked at his wife, listening, understanding and considering her words. Really listening really trying to understand what she was saying. He did get it, to a point, but she was still not taking the blame and responsibility of her actions. He wasn't seeing red anymore but he still felt she hadn't learnt her lesson.

"That child is just as much mine as it is yours. I will never allow you to be so stupid ever again." He spat.

He began walking towards the door to leave, he thought about materialising out, but at that moment he was feeling dramatic and decided to make a grand exit and slammed the door shut behind him.

Sarah sighed out of relief that he had left the room, however her hormones said that she was hurt that he hadn't listened to how she felt.

The hormones said that he didn't care.

A bath, A bubble bath, I'll drown my sorrows out in the tub.

"Not like him to walk away in an argument, as soon as things get real... he's gone. *Poof*" She said spitefully to herself, rubbing the tears off of her cheeks as she made her way to the bathroom.

Just as she was about to enter the door, the bedroom door abruptly swung open and a very infuriated Goblin king re-entered the room.

He vigorously strode towards her, Sarah was taken aback by his aggravated stance and slowly backed herself into a corner, attempting to close up her nightgown to cover her modesty.

"Oh you want to talk princess? Let's talk." He hissed leaning his face into hers.

He had her pinned against the wall, one arm on each side of her body. Sarah looked up into his eyes set on meeting his gaze with an equally intimidating one.

"I guess you've put your big boy pants on then huh?" She said sarcastically.

"There can never be enough room in the crotch pet, you know that." He replied back smirking.

He moved his face towards hers and grazed her lips with his, Sarah angrily attempted to push him off of her.

"Get away from me! You don't just get to come waltzing in here like nothings happened." She said angrily pushing and wiggling beneath him.

Jareth smirked and pinned her wrists to the wall.

"I want to be with my wife, will you deny me that?" Jareth asked seriously.

"You're kidding me right? You think you're going to get sex?" She snorted.

"Yes." He said embracing her into a passionate kiss.

Sarah tried to struggle against him, but quickly felt herself melt into him.

"This changes nothing." She said breathlessly against his lips.

"I agree, we can still be angry at each other but still love each other." He said equally out of breath.

Jareth could see that he had won her consent and began laying erotic kisses all down her neck and then made his way down to her chest, he slowly opened the remaining buttons of her shift and was rewarded with the vision of her naked body. He stopped for a minute taking in the view, his eyes were not in their normal lust filled state, Instead they looked hungry, hungry for connection and intimacy.

"Can you at least get the lights.. I look like a whale at the moment." She said with erratic breath.

"No, You have never looked more beautiful, I like the look of you like this, I think I will make sure you are with child all of the time." He said cheekily.

"Jareth please." Sarah Pleaded.

He rolled his eyes and in a blink of an eye the lights were out, once Sarah was wrapped back into a moment of passion he stealthily lit the fireplace back up so he could once again look at her miraculous form.

He slowly, guided her backwards towards their shared bed, and laid her on her back, he leant down to kiss her but found that her growing bump was now too large for him to be able to reach her lips, he fumbled for a moment trying to find a way in.

Sarah smiled to herself at his frustration and as quickly as she could, she found her way to her knees, she pulled his face into her and took him into a passionate kiss, as she began to release his lips, she took the bottom one hostage holding it gently in her teeth.

"I get to go on top this time." She said aggressively pushing him down onto the bed, once he was laying defencelessly on his back, she then mounted him.

She began undoing his pants frantically, seeing her frustrated by his clothing Jareth quickly obliged her and vanished his pants and shirt, he felt the wetness and heat coming from in between her legs and became even more aroused. He began thrusting his hips up towards her pulsating sex, she placed her hands on his pelvis and pushed herself up off of him and slowly teased him by sliding her hands in between his legs only just grazing his hard member.

Sarah's anger had taken over her, she decided she would play with her food a bit, a way of seeking some revenge for his punishment.

You think you own me? You think you control me?

Well here's a taste All mighty Goblin King of what it feels like be controlled.

To be someone's play thing.

Jareth looked up to her face, confused clearly. He tried to enter her again, this time more forcefully holding the small of her back, bucking his hips much harder than the last time.

She looked at him with heinous eyes and avoided his intrusion once again, this time gliding herself against him. He groaned wildly, She smiled at the desired effect she was having on him.

"Stop playing precious, let me have you." Jareth whispered in an anxious cry.

"I think you will find, if you take away my freedom, I will find other things that I can control, your majesty." She said coldly.

Jareth continued watching her face, he was confused and frustrated all he wanted was to take his wife in a moment of passion. He always found that love making was their way of find their way back to each other. When they felt distant or angry with each other, it always reformed their connection. To him Sarah was holding this therapy back from him, in order to keep them from rekindling their relationship.

As he stared up to her, he saw her hair was wild, sprouts had came up the top of her head, the rest of it was sitting at the front of her chest somewhat covering her now very large breasts. He reached up and moved her hair over her shoulder and then began trailing his hands back over to grope them, Sarah stopped him pinning his wrists on to the bed. All the while still gliding back and forth on top of him. Teasing him. Making him think that she let him enter her, but never following through.

Jareth growled out of frustration, tempted to just toss her over onto all fours and take her from behind, he decided however, just to play along with her game no matter how sexually frustrated he felt.

"Precious, let me touch you. I need to touch you!" He said frantically.

"No." She said sharply.

She then leant down and engulfed his face with her excessively full breasts, Jareth laid stunned for a moment but then quickly took advantage of his situation and placed one of her nipples in his mouth sucking and kneading it between his teeth. He quickly tried his luck to see if his wrists were given any freedom, he knew he could have quite easy taken her right where she was, but he decided to just play the game fairly and let her have her turn.

She quickly rose up and stopped his efforts of escaping.

"I didn't say you could touch, did I?" She asked angrily, pinning his wrists back down.

"I didn't realise that I needed to ask before now." He sparred back.

"Since I have to ask to leave our room, then you have to ask to touch me." She hissed.

She continued teasing him with her hips as she ground into him, slipping just the tip of him into her warm folds. She stopped after she began to feel bored and then began running her breasts down his chest, she stopped in between his legs, where she took his long member in between her hands and began playing with it, making Jareth groan in anticipation, he looked down at her to see what she was doing, hoping that she would stop torturing him and give in to him. She leaned in and placed his dripping shaft in between her ample cleavage. She squeezed her breasts together to close in around him.

Jareth couldn't handle the sight before him, he began to sweat and wiggle bucking his hips in a thrusting motion, he was seated on the side of the bed now, struggling to contain his raw animal instincts all he could see was Sarah bobbing around below him.

She stopped suddenly and stood up.

"I'm going to take a bath, have a nice night." She said casually.

"You have got to be kidding me!" Jareth cried out desperately.

"No, I'm tired. You can finish yourself off." She said nonchalantly.

"Sarah..." He said softly.

"I love you, I need all of you. All the time. Every day. Every night. Every moment. Forever. I will not apologise for what I did. Setting boundaries, is something I needed to do for you. For us. For the babe." He added tenderly.

"I don't need you controlling everything, I can take care of myself, I have tougher skin that you think, I want to be your equal, your partner, not your subject. I'm your wife Jareth!" She cried out.

Jareth considered her and perhaps even put her shoes on for a moment.

"I understand what you are saying. But you just scare me too much sometimes." He replied back gently.

"Sarah walked over to him slowly, still in the nude but she had almost forgotten in the heat of the moment. She felt her walls of anger crashing down as she looked at her husband in his vulnerable state.

She took his face in her hands and pulled his head down to her face.

"I love you too, but you are terrible with women you know that? I can see how you have been single for centuries, you just don't understand the thought process of a woman." She said with a frustrated tone.

"You do have your quirks though, you're protective, romantic, thoughtful..."

"And you are beautiful to look at." She said with a seductive smile.

Jareth smiled at her, and began tracing his hands around her shoulders, he leant down to kiss her but stopped himself.

"I will remove the spell precious. I suppose you can't really get into too much more trouble now can you?" He said seriously.

"Thank you." She replied back sincerely, ignoring his rhetorical question.

"Can I touch my wife now?" He asked whispering in her ear, his teeth delicately nibbled on her lobe.

"Yes, you may." She replied back with a smile.

Jareth wasted no time, he caressed her into his arms and rematerialized them both into their master bathroom, he lifted her up onto the counter and guided himself into her wet entrance, he thrusted in with such urgency it caught Sarah off guard, she quickly adjusted to the sensation and melted into him, falling into his shoulder. Their encounter didn't last long due to their strenuous foreplay, it had been too much for either of them. Jareth had finished first and then quickly completed the task of bringing his wife to her ecstasy, engulfing her swollen womanhood into his mouth.

They sat against the counter satisfied in each others embrace, once they had relaxed from there passionate activities, Jareth filled the bath. He stepped into it first, holding out his hand for Sarah to take, ensuring 4'that she could safely lower herself in. She laid back into his chest and relaxed at the safety of her husbands embrace.

"There's something I wanted to talk to you about, but I wasn't able to after our fight." She said softly.

"What is it precious?" He asked curiously.

Sarah paused for a moment, reconsidering the possibility of sounding foolish.

"When I went into the dungeon... I don't really know why I did it... it was like I... I... like it wasn't me...? she trailed off.

"What do you mean precious?" He asked gently nudging her for more information.

"Well I had a horrible nightmare, Mr. Ke-en-.. he.. was going to kill you and the baby, if I didn't give in to him and then when I woke up, I felt like I wasn't really me. Like something had taken over my body, I crossed the dungeon stairs on my way to our room, aren't they normally on the other side of the castle?" She asked hesitantly.

"They are, but magic makes things change here precious, things are very rarely what they seem." He replied back.

"The door, was open to the stairs, there were no guards anywhere, the cell door was even open... and then the knife, it was just there..." She added softly.

"It was like it was fate or something. It's all a blur.. like a dream."

"The babe precious." He smiled at her.

"I believe the babe is responsible for your antics the other night. Not entirely, but definitely an accomplice. If he wasn't in your womb protected, I believe he also would have received some punishment." Jareth said slightly chuckling.

Sarah rolled her eyes, Jareth nuzzled his head into her neck and placed his hands on her belly.

"I can feel him! I can feel him kicking my hand." He said excitedly.

"I think it's a girl and if she doesn't vacate soon, she will find herself with an eviction notice real fast." Sarah said sarcastically.

"Boy." Jareth chuckled, kissing the top of her head.

Please let me know what you think of this chapter, this story will be ending shortly, but I'm undecided if whether or not I want to leave a cliff hanger at the end and start writing a sequel, I would love to here any of your thoughts on this.

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