An indeterminate amount of time later
Sarah looked over the Labyrinth from the balcony. There was something magical about the moon, how it made even the harshest of edges soft. How it seemed to make everything glow and seem enchanting. She felt a breeze gently caressing her face, leaving the sashes on her dress to trail behind her.
She heard foot steps but made no move to acknowledge them. She closed her eyes, breathing in the clean, night air. All her life, she had never experienced such peace and quiet as she had here, in the Underground.
Her arms felt something soft enveloping around her. Many would have thought it was a blanket but she knew better. Two magnificent wings enveloped around her body, keeping her warm. Two pairs of gloved hands wrapped around her waist, pulling her close to the body behind her. Sarah let out a breath of contentment as two soft lips found her neck, giving her loving and sensual kisses. One of her hands rested on top of the ones around her abdomen, the other intertwined into his hair.
"How is my beautiful wife?" Jareth continued to trail kisses around to the other side of her neck, then biting his lip when the hand in his hair moved to caress one of his pointy ears.
"Well, she was doing fine until her husband got here." She teased.
Jareth raised an eyebrow. "Are you lying to me now?"
Sarah turned in his arms and hugged him. She looked up at him, her chin pressed into his chest so that he couldn't help but smile. "Of course not. I was fine, but now I'm fantastic."
"Keep inflating my ego. I'm more than happy to hear such wondrous praise for me." He kissed the tip of her nose. "I just got done talking to your brother."
"Oh? I didn't know he called." Sarah smoothed her hand over his feathers. Sometimes, she had to touch his wings. To remind herself that he was fine, that his body was whole. She tried to not think too much about the time he saved her life but at the same time, she needed to keep that memory. She found out later that when she won the Labyrinth and Jareth's subsequent feelings for her mixed in, she had a bit of power in her to revive him and to restore his wings. She slept for a good while after they had reunited, his grandmother the High Queen of all people came after the curse was broken and healed her.
"He just wanted to say hello. All four of your parents want us to join them for dinner." He folded his wings over her even more.
"Dinner-dinner you mean?" She winked.
She squealed when he lifted her off the ground and spun her around. She almost fell when he set her down but he carried her, bridal style.
"You will never let that go, won't you?" He tried to chastise her but his Goblin Queen was too adorable for that.
"Never." She put one hand on his face and kissed his cheek as he walked to their chambers. "Besides, dinner-dinner is a date, not a family affair. I only have dinner-dinners with you." She smiled when his lips twitched into a smile.
"Good, because I don't share." He used magic to open the door. He set her down on their bed and laid his head on her lap.
"You better not, we bound our souls together." She played with his hair and massaged his ears just the way she knew he liked. "You're mine forever."
"You're lucky you're cute, it makes up for all the teasing you inflict upon me." He closed his eyes and let her do her magic. "I thought some of the goblins were going to call for a mutiny when Evie saw me eating chicken nuggets."
Sarah laughed at the thought. "Hey, that's not my fault. You stole my chicken nuggets from me, gloating when you devoured them! Of all places to eat chicken, the throne room was the worst place. I thought Evie was going to kill you with the whole 'chickens are friends, not food' mantra."
"Well, she loves you and so she would't dare to hurt me when her 'Queenie' would be mortified." He sat up and gave her a shoulder rub.
Sarah could feel all the stress melting from his hands. He had taken his gloves off, the skin to skin contact making her feel so much more relaxed than before. "That's correct."
She laid back into the pillows, pulling her Goblin King with her. "I had a busy but good day. I want to tell you all about it, let's do it over lunch tomorrow. I promised to have breakfast with Hoggle, Sir Didymus, and Ludo since you said that you're doing paperwork all morning."
They had a rule: to not talk about politics or any work in their bed. If they needed to, they would go to the couch and do it there. This was their space, their safe haven.
Jareth nuzzled into her neck, pulling a blanket over them and leaning over her for a kiss. "I look forward to that, Precious."
Sarah held him back. "I love you, Jareth."
"And I you, Sarah. For all of time."
Simple ending, I had thought about putting a long thing to explain stuff (weddings, their talk about how Sarah came back or Jareth's wings and all that) but sometimes, less is truly more. This was meant to be a very simple but sweet story anyway. Thank you for the reviews, I appreciate all of them!