A/N: Hey everyone. Once again I would like to thank you for all your reviews. Please check out the two other stories I am writing called 'Derek's 13 Hours' which the catagory is the Labyrinth, and 'Shallow' which category is Twilight. If you read any of those stories please review as well as this one. "Ice Nyph" on one of my reviews got me thinking of what you think of my characters. If you plan to review please tell me, I am very curious because what she said about Willum seemed to surprise me, and I love her for it. Also one more thing. School is going to start soon so I'm not going to be as frequent with my updates. I would appreciate it if you would still read my stories and continue to review even though I won't be able to update as frequently. Thank you again :)

Through out the days, it was almost too easy for Willum and Sarah to keep their relationship a secret. Jareth was getting pleased at the fact that it seemed like they were spending less time together, but at the same time he was getting annoyed for two reasons. One: He had yet to win Sarah's heart and to bed her, and Two: The fact that Lady Alysia wouldn't leave him alone no matter how hard he tried to ignore her.

Jareth walked the halls of his castle. He summoned up a crystal to check up on Sarah. He smiled, she was cleaning the parlor. It seemed like weeks instead of days since the Goblin King had even been in the same room as Sarah, but Lady Alysia kept occupying his time. He groaned in annoyance at all the times she would try to seduce the Goblin King. He already told her that he had no interest in her what so ever, and he didn't care about being rude about it either.

The first couple times she tried to seduce him, he was kind but firm on his decision not to be with her. But when she kept trying he started to give her curt responses and would eventually ignore her. Lady Alysia didn't like this at all, and would always complained to Sarah. Sarah would always explain that she was doing the best she could by staying away from the Goblin King, but it wasn't good enough. Lady Alysia was getting tired of waiting, and was getting a sore the thumb every time she and Sarah had to talk about by saying 'Fae's Honor' so many times.

But beside the dilemma of Lady Alysia and Jareth, Willum and Sarah were having the best time that they both had in a long time. They would often hide in parts of Labyrinth that Willum knew were safe and talk, but mostly just kiss until their mouths were nearly bruised. They always had to stop before their lips were actually bruise though, they didn't want to get Jareth suspicious.

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Jareth was in his study again, signing paper for the Giants' Realm claiming they would like a spell that make their fruits and vegetables to grow bigger so they don't have to do as much labor trying to grow the small ones that only lasted a couple days because they got eaten. He was about to finish when he heard a knock on the door. Jareth rolled his eyes, assuming it was Lady Alysia. He said "Go away Lady Alysia, I am very busy."

"My Lord, I was just going to ask if you wanted me to do anything else for you." said a voice he did not expect.

He jerked his head up from his work and saw Sarah standing in his doorway. "Ah Sarah, please come in."

Sarah hesitated looking at the floor. "I thought you said you were busy." she said softly.

"I always have time for you my dear." he gave her a smile that made Sarah nervous. Oh no. Sarah thought. She knew something was going to happen. "Come here Sarah." he said with a little more authority.

Sarah kept looking down at the floor but complied. Before she could walk towards Jareth he told her to close the door. She turned around slowly and did what he said. She didn't want to make him angry.

Jareth waited patiently for Sarah to stand in front of him. He had a smirk on the whole time. She stood stick strait in front of him, having a emotionless look on her face, even though she was full of fear.

He took her hands and examined them, a simple enough gesture. He frowned but Sarah could see a amused look in his eyes. "My dear, look at your hands!" he said with a mocked amused tone. This irritated Sarah but she didn't say anything. Sarah hadn't looked at he hands in a long time. She didn't feel a need to since she always worked and gotten so use to them. She didn't realize how raw and calloused her hands looked. She felt a twinge of embarrassment when thought of all the times she kissed Willum and put her hands on his neck, face, chest, and hair. She hoped she didn't turn him off with that.

Jareth looked at her and chuckled. "Embarrassed?" Sarah just blushed again. He flipped her hands over and brought them to his mouth and kissed them. Sarah felt quite uncomfortable about this. She knew that at balls, men tended to kiss a lady's hand with a sign of respect, even though they would come with a different man. It never seemed to bother the man, so she knew that this should have been an innocent gesture. But Sarah was unsure, this felt too intimate.

When his lips left hers he looked up at her and smirked. "You know my dear. Your remind me of a red rosebud." he said standing up. "So lovely." he looked strait into her eyes, putting his hands on her shoulders and trailing them down to her lower back, pulling her to him.

"What are you doing?" Sarah asked nervous.

"Oh Sarah." he said chuckling, lowering his face. "You remind me of a lot of flowers. But the ones most dominant are the Rosebud of course, the Quince, and mostly..." his mouth was hovering over hers. Sarah could taste his intoxicating breath. "The White Lilly. And I plan to change the last one," he pulled her so she could feel his heated erection. "Very, very, soon." Sarah gulped. She didn't like the flowers he told her that she reminded him of. The Rosebud meant beauty, the Quince meant Temptation, and the White Lilly meant virgin. Then before Sarah knew it, Jareth planted his lips on hers.

They separated because Jareth was getting irritated from her not responding. She was so close to him that all she could see was his beautiful eyes. Sarah gulped again. She had learned a lot about flowers from Boffin, and from what she learned, she saw that Jareth's eyes were full of the Coriander Flower. She shivered at the meaning. Lust.

"Sarah." he said with his voice husky. He went to her ear and said a familiar line. "Why can't you just fear me, love me, and do as I say?" Sarah tried to pull away, but Sarah held her so tight that she couldn't budge. Sarah's heart beat faster from her nervousness when he felt her press her closer to his erection. She gasped when she felt one of his hands move slowly down from her lower back to grip one of her butt cheeks. He smiled from her reaction.

She put her hands on his chest. "Please." she said quietly, trying to keep the tears in. " I can't do this."

"You can." he said whispering in her ear. He grabbed her right hand in his left and moved to put a little gap between them. "And you will." He brought her hand to rub down on his chest, down his muscled stomach, over his thigh, and on his throbbing dick. She gasped at how hot he was. He smiled, feeling confident that he was getting somewhere. He moved her hand over his dick to indicate what he wanted. He let go of her hand so she could do it herself. He lowered his head to her ear and started playfully nipping it. Sarah still had not moved her hand. "Come on Sarah." he sounded exasperated. "Give me a hand job."

Sarah felt nervous. She knew that if she didn't he would hit or threaten her. She began slowly stroking up his shaft, making him moan when while he kissed her neck. She felt a wave of sadness go through her. She felt like she was betraying Willum and she knew she was, but her fear was getting the best of her. "Harder Sarah." he whispered. She began stroking a little harder. "Mmmmm." he moaned.

Sarah hadn't realized it, but his right hand slowly went to her abdomen, he moaned at the feel of her now toned stomach from how much she was working. He began letting his hand go down lower without Sarah's permission. Sarah widened her eyes when she felt him cup a place that no man has ever touched her before. Thinking fast, she quickly balled up her hand and hit him hard in the cock. He grunted from the pain and doubled over, letting go of Sarah.

Sarah ran towards the door and quickly rushed out of the room looking for Willum. She shook her hand, trying to shake off the pain from when she punched him. She might as well have punched a rock.

Jareth tried to get up but he couldn't for about a minute. Sarah had punched him so hard!He got up ignoring the little pain that lingered. He ran out into the halls running to find Sarah. He flicked his wrist and a crystal came out of thin air. "Sarah." he said to the crystal. He looked into it confused. She was cleaning the fireplace in the parlor. "Why the hell would she be cleaning at a time like this?" he asked to himself. He kept the crystal focused on Sarah just in case she left before he got there. He flicked his other wrist that was not holding his crystal and poofed to the parlor. When he got there he was infuriated. Sarah wasn't there, he looked in the crystal and it still showed that she was there cleaning the fireplace.

He walked quickly in his hallways, the Goblins backed off, they had only seen Jareth this angry one, and that was when Sarah bested his Labyrinth. And that whole time he was angry was pure torture. Where the hell was she?

He tried the crystal again. "Sarah." he watched as the clear crystal turned smokey while turning into an image of Sarah. "Damn it!" he yelled. It still showed her cleaning the fireplace.

He got an idea. He threw the crystal up in the air, and what came fluttering down was a map of the castle. He looked at the map and saw that Sarah was very close. He glared at the page and growled. He saw that she was not alone.

He stomped towards the location Sarah was. He kept looking at the map just in case she by chance heard him and decided to run somewhere else. He turned a corner and stomped down that hall. He was really close now and he heard giggling. He stomped faster.

When he was almost there the giggling got louder, but then he heard a deep voice chuckling. He peeped his head around a corner and saw Sarah and Willum together. He saw them kissing each other. When Willum kissed Sarah neck she giggled which made him chuckle again.

Sarah grabbed Willum's neck and pressed her down to her lips. He put his hands are her lower back while she put hers on his shoulders. They parted just a little bit just so they could change the position of their heads. Jareth saw Sarah's tongue in his mouth which made him both ferious and jealous. Why couldn't she love him like that? What did Willum have that Jareth didn't?

He quietly growled when he heard Willum moaned when Sarah trailed her hands down to his butt. Jareth couldn't watch anymore. He whirled around and stomped back down the halls. He had an idea.

When Jareth got down to his throne room he called in Hoggle. Hoggle came in taking a bow before he spoke. "Yes your Majesty?" Hoggle asked.

"Hogshead, I would like you to go into the garden and bring me a flower."

Hoggle muttered. "It's Hoggle.

"What was that?"

"Uh... nothing. What kind of flower would you like your Majesty?"

Jareth gave a devious smile. "Comatone."