Chapter 18: Love Me Tender
Sarah awoke the next morning in her dorm room bed. She blinked as she looked at her alarm clock by her bed. It read 3 p.m. The second thing she realized was pain and soreness.
Looking at the palm of her hands, she noted some redness and pain but couldn't see what caused it. As she moved to sit up, she realized she was sore between her thighs.
'What on earth? Why am I back here?'
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Sarah stumbled into communal shower stall, latching the door so no one would walk in on her before adjusting the jet spray to blood warm as her mind tried to make sense on what happened.
Her mind drifts away as the water hit her body like millions needle points, the warmth running across her skin like a lover's caress. She began to remember last night.
Jareth's touch had been like fire dancing on her skin. His lips moving from her lips to nibble on her earlobe. Her hands moving up to entangle themselves in his hair as her mind blanked out from the over load of sensations.
Sarah's hand move on her skin, pulling her for a moment out of the memory. Feeling a bit of soreness on one of her breast, she noted the bite mark he had left. Closing her eyes, she remembered how he had suckled on her as she arched under him.
She wanted him. She remembered begging. She remembered how she wanted him. She remembered him slipping an ungloved hand between her thighs and parting her.
'Funny I don't remember him undressing or a time when he hadn't worn gloves around me,' she thought.
In her mind's eye she saw how his eyes had looked into hers as his fingers probed her. The waves of pleasure caused her breathe to hike and soft meowing sounds erupted from her throat.
When he finally moved over her, he had grabbed both her hands and pulled them over her head as his fingers entwined with hers.
"Sarah, this will hurt," his voice purred in her ear.
Just as he moved to enter her. . .
SLAM! THUD! THUD! Loud pounding on shower stall broke through her daydream.
"SARAH WILLIAMS! ARE YOU IN THERE?" called Becka.
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Sarah managed to get back to her room without killing anyone, especially Becka who had interrupted her shower and fantasy.
"Sarah! I know you are in there!" Becka's voice came through the closed door.
"Go away Becka! I don't want to talk about it," Sarah shouted with disgust. "Just leave me alone!"
Becka pounded on the door as Sarah dressed, thus putting Sarah in even a more fouler mood. Finally, Sarah couldn't stand it anymore and went to her mirror.
"Jareth!" she snarled. "You better be there. We need to talk and I need to get away from here."
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Sarah found herself in Jareth's study in front of his desk, glaring down at a very tired and contrite Goblin King.
"Sarah. This isn't wise."
Sarah clenched her fists to keep her temper under wraps. "I will not be treated as a whore, Jareth. You just can't take my virginity and then send me back to Above as if nothing happened," she hissed as she fought the angry tears. "I had expected much more."
He winced slightly at her terminology as he stood coming around his desk. "Sarah. I am being watched. I will not have you involved," he said, rubbing his forehead.
"I AM involved. In case you haven't noticed."
"I just wanted to protect you," he said, softly with a touch of weariness in his voice and in his eyes as he leaned against his desk. " You shouldn't have called me."
Sarah's anger almost faded but not quite. "Jareth. I will not be afraid of what might happen or what will happen. I won't live like that." Stepping closer, she placed a hand on his chest, feeling the silky material against her palm. "Remember, our deal was I would have no regrets. I only wished that I had waken in your arms instead of alone in my room." The tears that she had been trying to hold off started to fall.
Jareth gave a low growl and pulled her into his arms as she buried her face into his shirt, he said huskily, "You don't know how hard it was for me to let you go, knowing you would be upset. You are too precious a treasure."
"I don't want to be safe. I just want you," she whispered softly.
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Sarah awoke the next morning to a weight draped across her. Moving to see what had her pinned, she found herself looking up to a pair of mismatched eyes twinkling in amusement.
"Morning Sarah. You have an hour before your first class." A very nude Jareth molded himself to her also nude body and kissed her, refusing to let her leave. Neither willing to move for the moment.
Breakfast was a pleasant affair as Jareth asked about her classes and plans for the upcoming month. Of course, Jareth threw in a few lewd comments to make her blush and of course, she responded to his barbs with a few not nice remarks of her own.
"Sarah. Remember. I can't always come to you. However, I have arranged for your next set of lessons," Jareth explained as he took one last kiss from her before leaving her dorm room. "You will enjoy them."
"Are you going to teach them? What will it be about?" Sarah asked trying to grasp the fading Fae, who just smirked at her.
"You'll see." came the disembodied voice.
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Sarah was in a daze most of the day. Her thoughts centered on a certain Goblin King. Last night had been incredible. True to his word, she had fallen asleep in his arms and awaken as well.
She made it to the Professor's office with time to spare. However, the professor was waiting for her.
"Come in Sarah. Come in, child."
"Professor?" Sarah stepped in and took a seat by the computer terminal that she usually sat at. "Is there anything you wish me to do today?"
The professor seemed to study Sarah for a moment before saying, "My brother continues to surprise even me. My nephew Corindel was right. You are extra ordinary for a human girl."
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Dear Jareth,
You know sometimes dreams can outdo reality at times, but sometimes reality can outdo dreams.
This weekend beat them all.
Why did you tell me your sister was my College Professor? Do you want to give me a heart attack?
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There! The lemon has been written. Happy now? Until next time. --GF