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A/N Here's chapter 4 as promised! read review and enjoy
Chapter 4 Welcoming the new Queen
Goblin Castle-Ballroom
The Goblin King and Queen reappeared in their chamber and Jareth quickly changed their clothes, then lead her to a black crystal doorway.
"Jareth, where are we?" Sarah asked, confused.
"Do you not remember making me promise to show you the Ballroom, love?" he teased softly, and then he remembered the crystal his father had given him to give to her. "Sarah, my father wanted you to have this," he said, as he handed her the crystal, which instantly changed into a necklace upon touching her hand. She held it up and gasped softly as she recognized the emblem hanging on the delicate chain.
"Jareth?" He was not very surprised to see the Queen's emblem hanging on the chain.
"It's the emblem of the Goblin Queen, love," he answered her unasked question.
"Will you?" she asked, holding them piece out to him. He took it from her and she turned so that he could place it around her neck. After he had clasped it, he bent and placed a gentle kiss on her exposed skin. Sarah turned and hugged him to her then looking up into his mismatched eyes she whispered "Shouldn't we be moving?"
Standing straight, he offered her his arm and then tapped on the door. The door opened to reveal the Ballroom from her peach induced dream except the ballroom's occupants were no longer sneering at her but smiling at her in awe. Glancing up at her husband she asked quietly, "Why a ball?" He did not answer her immediately, though. He waited until they were halfway down the curved staircase before he said anything.
"It is to welcome you as our Queen, my love." He finally answered her question.
"Oh!"
Once they had completely descended the staircase Jareth motioned for everyone to gather around, he the stepped up and behind Sarah. Placing his gloved hands upon her bare shoulders, he said in a loud but clear voice, "Tonight, I am pleased to present to you, your new Queen, Sarah." When he finished the announcement, the entire room erupted into joyous cheers.
As they finally stepped away from the staircase, the whole room fell into deep bows and curtsies. Sarah realized that they were bowing to her and silently commanded them to stand.
Her husband pulled her to the dance floor and as he laughed gaily asked in a teasing voice, "May I have the honor of the Queen's First Dance?"
She returned coyly "Of course, Sire." As they began to dance the music changed to one with which she was very familiar. She had no idea he even knew the song and she was only surprised more when he began to sing Back at One by Brian McKnight.
When the song ended, he pulled her into his arms and kissed her in front of their entire court. He pulled back mere inches and whispered, "Is tú mo ghrá" against her lips.
To his surprise, she pulled even further away from him.
"Jareth, what did you just say? I heard you say the same thing last night and I never did ask what it was."
He smiled down into her mismatched green eyes and said, "It means, I Love You in the ancient language of the Fae."
She thought on that for all of one minute before whispering into his ear "Is breá liom tú ró, Jareth." He was surprised that she would return his sediment in the ancient language so perfectly, especially since she had never spoken it before in her life.
"Sarah?"
She simply smiled and then kissed him soundly.
Deciding they had danced and romanced long enough, he pulled her toward some dignitaries from other Fae kingdoms, as well as some local Lords and Ladies. After introducing Sarah to them, they began a conversation which lasted several hours.
Later that evening he noticed that she was fighting exhaustion and he excused them, bidding the court goodnight. He led her out of the Ballroom and the as soon as they were out the door he transported them to their chamber. She quickly changed into her nightgown and Jareth placed her in bed. Before her head had even hit the pillow, she was sound asleep.
"Is breá liom tú, mo bhean chéile Darling. Mo banríon, mo chroí an." (I love you, my darling wife. My queen, my very heart.) He whispered against her brow before he too turned in for the evening.
The next morning, Sarah awoke feeling completely rested, though she did feel the crown still upon her head and the emblem resting against her breast. She wondered why Jareth had left them on her all night. Feeling restricted in her nightgown, she simply dissolved it and then went about awakening her husband.
Jareth had awoken at the same moment as she had but he kept his eyes closed so she could explore him at her leisure. Though she did not understand as to why he had left her wearing both the crown and emblem and he was not going to explain that one to her. He was not about to tell her that he had been fantasizing about making love to her wearing just those two items on. He had, in fact, thought of little else since she had walked back into his parents' throne room wearing the Goblin crown. The feeling had only gotten stronger when he had placed the emblem around her neck.
Sarah looked onto his sleeping form trying to memorize his every feature. She wanted to savor this rare opportunity to look at him, to really study him, for if the High Queen's words were right about the coming war then she would not get to do this for a very long time. Laying her head on his bare chest, she wondered how many years they would have to wake up together.
How long before the war began? She knew that it would be sometime after her second son had been born but she did not know how long after, and that thought terrified her. She hoped that she would not become pregnant any time soon. Selfish as that thought may seem, she was not looking forward to Jareth leaving her for such a long time. She knew he would come back but she just did not want to have to face the loneliness his absence would cause her and their children.
Lifting her head, she had to suppress the tears that threatened to fall. Slowly, gently as to not awaken him, she trailed her left hand-the same hand that bore the proof of her commitment to him- down his smooth chest. When she reached the sheet that covered his hip she was hesitant to go on.
It was then that she heard his low moan and looked up to see his eyes boring into hers silently begging her to continue. With her eyes still locked on his she slowly pushed the sheet off his hips and to the end of the bed. She very gently wrapped her hand around his already hard shaft and he groaned in pure pleasure. She slowly began to caress him, and he arched his hips up into her touch begging for more.
"Sarah!" he cried out just as she straddled him. She bent and captured his lips with hers. As she kissed him he pulled her hips in direct alignment with his aching flesh and with one mighty thrust seated her fully on him.
"JARETH!" she screamed in pleasure as she broke the kiss.
"Ride me, love" he panted. She did as he asked and began to rise above him only to inch back down slowly. He began begging for a faster rhythm but she was not about to give up her control just yet and continued her slow assault of his body.
"Sarah, please!" he begged, his breathing heavy with lust. She finally gave in to him and hastened her movements. Seconds later, she arched her back and came screaming his name. Jareth could not hold back any longer flipped them over so that she was now pinned beneath him as he began to ride her hard and fast. Sarah came again followed by him seconds later.
A/N ok I want to thank all of you guys for reading and reviewing and I am trying to get all the chapters back up as soon as I can. There is a lot of reworking to be done so I thank you all for your patience. Please review I live on them and enjoy seeing how you like the story or don't I know there is always room for improvement so let me know!!
