Jareth kissed her hard, hard enough to bruise that luscious lip of hers, and filled his hands with the full cheeks of her behind. He pulled her in with this grip, letting his fingertips sink into the soft flesh, and set up a slow, rhythmic grind between her thighs, and they rocked this way, unrushed, until she moaned with every drag of his cock over her slit.
He brought her to the brink, kissing away down her jaw and over to worry the sensitive place between ear and neck until she whined and jerked against him, then drew back.
"Jareth," She sighed, breast shivering with a hard-to-catch breath. She stayed where he left her, arms curled to keep her hands out of the way should he wish to play with her chest, plump legs splayed where he had pressed them aside, and Jareth felt a strange, pleasant swell in his chest as he looked down on her. His pretty pet, pampered and primed to his own liking... Some men would have found her simple, too easy, but she was just everything he could have asked for and more. Leave the wild ones to the fae and let him have this one to himself.
Sitting back on his heels between her legs, he let her watch as he bit the tip of each finger of his gloves and peeled them off with his teeth. His first hand went to her mound, trailing his fingers through her slick labia until the met the moist head of her clit. He rubbed, rolling the small nub between index and thumb until she gasped with a pleasure bordering on pain, back bowing and hips alternately jerking into and away from his touch in frantic spasms.
Had he wanted, he could have brought her to peak this way, gave her an orgasm that burnt white hot between her legs and taken her then and there to follow it with something gentler. He did so enjoy feeling her throb around him.
But not this time.
"Beautiful girl," he crooned to her, releasing her clit and turning his hand to palm her mound. He slid his middle digit inside, letting it curl into a soft, spongy place that made Milo hiss. "Precious girl, I won't be gentle today."
"Ohh," She whimpered, and it seemed a very agreeable sound to his ears.
Two nights passed Aboveground without a call to Hoggle.
The first night, Sarah fell asleep in the shower. She was brought to bed when Toby, upset and full-bladdered, had Karen jiggle the lock open and retrieve her. Sarah was back out before she hit the sheets.
The second night, she came down with what thankfully turned out to be a hit-and-run cold. Not wanting to subject Hoggle to whining and snot, she intentionally left off calling him this time. By morning she was sniffly but more or less cured; a fact she kept secret from Karen to avoid the gym.
Just two harmless nights and, unknown to her, thirteen yearsin the Underground. Thirteen years of changing seasons, changing memories, the Labyrinth growing, and the King falling in love with his precious pet human. Just enough time for a small incident to happen and all hell to break loose.
While Milo slept, Jareth cleansed. He cared for the girl, but even she didn't get to see him in his most vulnerable daily ritual. He could be as filthy as he pleased in life, but each night required this purification of the body. Once, he would have gone as far as to lock the door to the bath as well as the bedroom. Now, he at least trusted his Milo to respect his wish for privacy and simply locked them both in his chambers at this time, closing this door on her when he bathed.
He didn't need to undress, clothing already scattered about his bedroom from earlier activities, but it was the Pendant he removed before stepping into the steaming, spicy waters of his bath. He placed the seemingly innocent piece of jewelry on the stones that rounded the lip of his pool, well in reach should he need it, and something dimmed from his fingertips as they left it's polished surface.
Some unexplainable luster left his hair, strands losing their volume to hang loose over his face and shoulders, as if a static charge had come then gone. His skin lost a certain etheral glow, his aura fading until the subtle crackle of power left the surrounding air.
For this brief moment in the night, the Labyrinth went on unchecked, all but his most sensitive subjects oblivious to their temporary freedom.
Milo knew no better when she roused from her doze to a shy tapping on the bedroom door. Drowsy and with legs that felt like overused rubberbands, she drew the sheet around herself and went to pull back the lock.
She only cracked the door open enough to peek out. "Yes...?"
Sarah had her apologies ready when she called Hoggle this time. They were on the tip of her tongue, her mouth already open when he appeared, but the words never came. Instead, she shrieked and flinched back as a swarm of what her brain instantly translated as wasps darted out with him. She ducked, arms over her head, and dove over to the other side of her bed as Hoggle landed with a curse and a loud thump on the wood part of the floor under her vanity.
"Godfrackin' FAIRIES!" He roared, and the air of her room was suddenly filled with a cloud of his fairy spray as he rose again with bottle in hand.
"Ohguh-auhhh-Hoggle NO!" Sarah gagged. She covered her nose against the awful stink of weed, incense, and potpourri that filled the closed space, fairies falling with angry little cries all around her. Lurching upright in search of air, she wrenched open her window and gasped until the nausea passed.
God help her, she didn't remember that stuff being so lethal. Her head was spinning, and she set it on the windowsill. She had, of course, only witnessed those tiny, individual spritzes at the beginning of her labyrinth challenge though. Not quite the memorable experience thiswas.
"Bad timing?" She coughed, and even Hoggle's eyes looked watery when she finally turned to see him blinking in the middle of her room. It was about then that she really noticed what rough shape he was in. He was absolutely covered in fairy bites, and the nice little shirt she had given him months ago that he had gotten so flustered over was ripped at the shoulder.
"No! Goodtiming." Hoggle took a handkerchief from his pocket, blowing his nose loudly. He didn't look too ready to continue yet, winded as he was, so she let him collect himself a bit more before pressing.
"... Getting a little fiesty, are they?"
"Tryin' to kill me is what!" He corrected, tone clipped and nasty. "Right out draggin' me to their queen or somethin'! Damn lost their tiny minds! That's what it is!"
"Shh, Hoggle, not so loud." Sarah circled her bed so she could sit on the side facing him. "I'm watching Toby tonight and it's still early."
"Well sor-ry for interruptin' your quiet night!" Hoggle snarled.
"Hoggle." Sarah's brows pinched. "Stop it, you know that's not what I meant. Are you ok?"
"No. No, I aint, not that you care."
The right wing of the castle was a smoldering hole. Smoke, rubble, and a thick cloud of dust was spreading out over the Labyrinth from the explosion, and goblins were scattering in every direction imaginable.
"King! King!" They cried at first, then, as the more curious and stupid ventured to search the still steaming chambers he had last been seen in, "He's dead! The king, he's a DEAD!"
And they were sad, for a very short time. Confused, lost without the subtle guidance of his magic and verbal cues, but with such short attention spans and such large drives for mischief they were quick to recover. The King was dead, and no one could tell them what to do now. This was a GOOD thing! A very good thing! Who needed a King anyway? Not them! Not anybody!
Busy as they were reveling and fighting amongst each other, they didn't notice the rumpled white owl that fled the castle and took to hiding in the deepest parts of the Labyrinth. It wouldn't be safe there for long, not once the wilder creatures got wind of their newly found freedom and took advantage.
Author's Note: Thanks for being patient! I've discovered a strange new habit of brainstorming from the middle and end instead of the point I'm currently trying to write from, haha- oops. Also, gotta be honest, I hate the painful process of trying to get the layout for my fic to stick when I upload it here or at AFF. :( I'm managing, but I'm not happy that I can't even put a paragraph indent or double space anywhere.
Keep being awesome, guys, I'm glad there's a couple people enjoying this!