Chapter Two:
'Hello Sarah' he smiles, standing from his throne and moving slowly towards me. 'H-hi' I stutter, gliding closer to him. His throne room is empty, just the two of us are here. I scan him from head to toe, questioning how I got here again. Toby is older now; I live on my own so I couldn't have wished him away.
Jareth hasn't changed. His hair is in the same chaotic style, his white poetic shirt unbuttoned at the top, revealing his chest and his tight pants exposing a slight bulge. I can't deny it, I have missed him and I did regret leaving him here alone but he took Toby, I couldn't just forgive that. However, seeing him stood here before me, I just want to dive on him.
'Sarah, you're beautiful' he respires as he takes one final step towards me, closing the gap and grabbing a lock of my black hair, tucking it behind me left ear. 'How did I get here?' I ask before I have time to register my words. 'You got drunk last night Sarah. You were unhappy with life aboveground and wished yourself away. I just followed your instructions and brought you back here. You tore off your clothes, made your way to my bedchambers and demanded I 'fuck you senseless' but I don't do such things when women are completely intoxicated. I did sleep with you, but nothing happened.' He replies as a smirk spreads across his face.
I flush, unable to hide my embarrassment. 'Don't feel humiliated Sarah, I've wanted you for so long but I needed to know its what you really wanted. I couldn't do it while you were under the influence.'
I reach up to touch his face and the sheet plunges to the floor, my bare body just inches from him. I gaze down and his bulge has expanded, he wants me and I want him. I've never stopped wanting him. 'Make love to me' I whisper and before I know it, he's whisked me off to the bedroom I found myself in this morning. 'As you wish' he beams, placing me onto the bed and undressing himself, tossing his clothes across the room.
His erection is in sight as he strides towards me, all I want to do is grab it. Lying down on top of me, propped up on his elbows, I lock my fingers in his hair and pull his mouth to mine. Soft lips caress mine and I feel him nibble at my bottom lip, tugging it as he pulls out of my kiss. 'I've never stopped loving you Sarah. I always hoped you'd come back to me' he murmurs as he takes hold of his considerable length and places it into my opening. 'Ah!' I yelp, not from pain but shock. Slowly, he starts to move as I trail supple kisses across his jaw, down his neck and collarbone. I pull my knees up, wrapping my legs around his waist so that my feet are pushing his bum, forcing him into me further. 'Sarah!' he breathes heavily into my ear. I've yearned for this man for so long. My life aboveground was never perfect. Men have come and gone but none match up to my goblin king.
What feels like an eternity passes and soon he explodes inside me before collapsing onto the bed. His hair is still in disarray, the smell of sex fills the air and I know I never want to leave him. Not now, not ever.