My Goblin Valentine

By Kaline Reine

Chapter 3:

WARNING: This contains extremely sexual scenes. It is a Jareth/Sarah lemon fic, but there is some romance involved too. The lemon is just not worth it if you don't have a good story leading up to it.

Jareth, sensing her fear, backed the girl into a wall. "I've taken care of all that," He told her, sounding like an animal on the prowl. "I cast a soundproofing spell on your room. There is no going back now, my little green-eyed siren..."

"Help me," She did not know where the words came from, and she spoke them as if in a trance.

Then Sarah felt his lips crushing down on hers, while one arm clutched her protectively to his partially exposed chest. She was overcome with so many emotions. She wanted to love him, but she also feared him. Deciding to let her guard down for a moment, she gave in to the momentary bliss that she felt in every inch of her body. But perhaps relaxing was a mistake, because the next thing she felt was his tongue entering her mouth. It felt good, but so very wrong at the same time. She did not know what to do; she'd never been kissed that way before.

Jareth thought this girl would be his undoing... She was driving him mad, the way she seemed so hesitant one minute, and willing the next! He lured her over to the bed, pulling away from her slightly, and forcing her to take a step forward, if she did not want to break the kiss. Obviously, she did not.

They were still standing beside her bed, but not yet sitting on it. He was taking his time, placing little kisses up and down her neck, and then moving back to her mouth. His tongue darted out to lick over her lips. Then Jareth couldn't resist the urge to bite down, just a little, on her lower lip, elliciting a small squeak of surprise from his vixen.

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His fevered kisses were getting more and more intense, and Sarah's reactions were even more so. Jareth lightly trailed his kisses down her neck, pulling away from her mouth. He moved down to her collarbone, and stopped to unbutton her white cotton blouse.

That was when he noticed that she was wearing the exact same outfit as when she was in his Labyrinth, only a few months ago! This thought turned him on even more, and he was definetely feeling the effects she had on him by now.

"We've got to get this off of you," He murmured, still working his lips down her chest, while undoing the little plastic buttons.

Sarah mumbled something that was incoherent, even to her, and began to run her hands over his smooth chest. If he was going to remove her shirt, it was only fair that she get to remove his as well. She longed to run her hands over his smooth chest; feasting her eyes on the glory of his muscular, yet lean body. And that was exactly what she got to do, he did not stop her. After all, she would have hated to have to accuse him of being unfair...

He moaned when she ran her hands over his chest, ripping off his shirt violently. He never thought he'd get such a reaction from this girl! But, she was no ordinary mortal, she was his Sarah.

"Sarah..." Her name felt so good falling from his lips, he had to take a moment to bask in it. "Why did you do that?"

"I've missed you," Her green eyes told Jareth that this was no lie, and he believed them. "And I've been lonely. So give me a break!"

By this point, his hands had moved around to the small of her back, and he was caressing her. Sarah barely noticed that her shirt was now in a crumpled pile on the floor, next to his. The white and black seemed such a drastic contrast to one another... But she forgot what she was even thinking about, when she felt him fumlbing with the clasp of her bra, with no luck. She was about to help him with it, but with a wave of the King's hand, the garment was gone.

She gasped at the feel of the chill night air on her nipples, and was helpless, as Jareth sucked on one, then the other. Moving his way down to her stomach, he unfastened the button on her jeans, while kneeling before her. Sarah stepped out of them, and he immediately took to kissing her thighs, slowly, one at a time. And before she could figure out what he was doing, he was working his way up to her soft, moist center.

Sarah had never felt anything like this before, and it felt weird. But eventually, she gave in to the weird sensation that Jareth was causing her. She moaned his name, as her eyes rolled skyward...

When she looked down, she got even hotter upon seeing the mass of blonde spikes moving between her legs, and knowing who it was that was giving her such intense pleasure. It was that thought alone, that put her over the top, and sent her spiraling toward a glorious climax.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Jareth, Sarah, or anything recognixable from Labyrinth. If I did, I would not be writing fanfiction, I would be making millions with a sequel to the movie. Thank you all for reading!

A/N: Sorry, I tried to make this one longer, but you know... Time kinda got away away from me, so... Yeah, here you go. I hope this was not offensive to anyone. But then again, if it was, then that is tough cookies, b/c I warned you all! The next chapter gets even better (or worse, depending upon your general opinion) and I hope this does not disappoint. Hehehe, I am so evil... Anyway enjoy, and as always, please read and review, thanks!

-Kaline Reine