This chapter is the sex scene. If you don't want to read smut you can skip this chapter and not miss anything too important.

Sarah emerged from her bath feeling refreshed. She couldn't help but think that everything that was happening to her was nothing more than a dream. She felt a connection with Jareth, as short of a time as she had known him, that she didn't think she could feel with anyone else. It was otherworldly powerful. Furthermore, she was becoming excited at the prospect of becoming his queen. She felt that with her compassion and determination and his authoritativeness and confidence they would make a wonderfully balanced team. Living here would offer her challenges and opportunities that she was unlikely to receive back above ground. She had decided that this life was what she wanted.

"Jareth?" She called.

In an instant, he appeared, transposing liquidly from a patch of darkness in the dimly lit room. The way he moved towards her sent shivers throughout her entire being. He had her mesmerized.

"How was your bath?" He asked, coming close to her. "Now you smell as lovely as you look."

"It was nice, thank you." Her breath caught in her throat. Having him this close awakened her every sense and put them in overdrive. His intoxicating redolence, predatory aura, virile body, combined with his eyes, that spoke of his utter devotion to her, all came together with many other things to form a man that was more of a dream than could be fathomed. She felt weak in his presence, but in a good way. Her insides started to feel as though they where shifting around with minds of their own, and to her embarrassment, she was becoming very wet. Though Sarah felt that on a mental plane she and Jareth where well matched, physically, she was intimidated. She had never actually had sex with a man. She had been touched, and had touched herself, but she had never been awakened enough to make the plunge into the final step. Now, however, there was absolutely no doubt that her body was screaming for a unification so deep that she wasn't sure it would even be possible to obtain. There would be no denying it now if he was willing, because she was sure that she wouldn't be able to concentrate on much else until it happened.

Jareth perceived her aroused state. He had sensed something of a restrained attraction from her before, but this caught him completely by surprise. It seemed as though she felt as intense of a desire now as he had been fighting down since the moment he had seen her again. He froze in place, considering the situation. At this point, he could still retain composure-he had been prepared to wait as long as it took. Once he was brought over the edge, however, and it would not take much-he was not confident that he would be able to stop. He himself, as composed and cocky as he was, felt almost a tremble as his mind once again roamed the prospect of bedding his Sarah at long last. His breaths became huskier as he fought himself down.

"Is something wrong?" Sarah pried, sensing something amiss.

"Oh no, nothing wrong. It just seems as though there is too much right at the moment."

"Right?" Sarah considered. "Jareth..." She walked up to him and took his hands in her own. Her eyes locked on to his as she leaned into him, feeling his soft breath on her face as they watched one another, searching. "Is this right?" She asked.

"You tell me." He demanded in his silky voice.

"I think so."

"You do? How. About. This..."

Now he leaned in, deliberately slow, watching her watch him until he could not maintain eye contact any longer, he was too close. His lips hovered over hers, and he felt the warmness of her breath as it escaped from inside her. They hovered together for several lovely moments, and Jareth used the time to slip free one of his hands and he used it to caress her slender shoulder. The positive response her breathing implied urged him ahead, and he finally kissed her. He reveled at the silky, tumid feel of her lips, and the intensity of the kiss increased rapidly as they both became fully involved with this asseveration of their passions. His tongue sought and received entrance into her, where he traversed every crevice of this part of her being, and she, in turn, sought him out, and explored his offering in turn, both of their arousals augmenting as the intensity of their connections increased, and they savored the sensations of parts of them becoming parts of each other. Jareths hands began to roam, and he silently applauded the thin, form fitting dress that Sarah had chosen. Her arms where already bare, and he wished his gloves away as he ran his fingers all over her satin skin, appreciating the graceful dips and bulges of her lithe, lightly muscled arms, strong but also womanly, and the lovely bones of her shoulders and how they where arching impassionedly as he and she careened together. Sarahs hands began their own course, at last they where able to connect like electrical wiring to a battery, coursing power through her that she never had felt before. To her dismay, Jareth pulled away. Panting lightly, he asked, "Well?"

Riled, Sarah spat, "Answer ME..."

The Goblin king laughed, and kissed her again, but more briefly.

"If thats what you wish, dear Sarah. I will answer all that you ask." He grabbed her and lifted her, carrying her close and sitting her on the bed. "Just a moment, if you dont mind..."

In a blink, the two of them had been transported into a much larger, more grandiose suite. The bed that Sarah now sat on was easily the largest she had ever seen, and it was easy to assume that they where in Jareths own bedroom. She whimpered in bliss at the feel of the luxurious sheets that surrounded her.

"This, seems right." He explained. "Now, where where we..."

He sat himself on the bed and leaned over her, sinking her down into the bouquet of pillows with his kisses. Their legs hung over the bed as their torsos and lips melded together. Sarah moaned reverently as he appreciated her breasts, stimulating every inch of skin and tantalizing her nipples with gentle pinches and vigorous caresses. She breathed heavily as he moved his lips to her neck, tasting her skin and nipping her hungerly, hoping he wasnt pushing too far but brimming with the urges of a highly aroused, dominant man. He knew his teeth where leaving heavy marks, but Sarah did not flinch away, rather, she sank herself further back, and Jareth crawled entirely onto the bed and slid her completely onto it as well. He wished away his boots and sought out the zipper of Sarahs dress. Sarah helped him by leaning forward so he could undo it and slide it down and off her body, leaving her entirely nude except for her panties. "Oh, you precious thing..." He gasped, lunging back into her, but she held him back. "Please..." Her hands found his shirt, and hastily unbuttoned the few fasteners that held it, pushing it off over his powerful shoulders. Her hands roamed over his chiseled chest, and he groaned as she rubbed his nipples devoutly. By this time Jareth longed to free himself from his pants as well, for wearing them had become quite painful. Sarah saw his brief, downwards glance and she could see his dilemma. "Enough of all this." She puffed, taking the initiative to remove her panties and chuck them off into the dark corner of the room. Sitting up, it was her turn to lean into Jareth, and as she kissed his neck and shoulders, appreciating the radiant heat of his taunt skin, her hand found his crux of manhood and a long moan of bliss escaped her as her fingers came into contact with his enchanting agent. Through the scanty fabric of his breeches, she was able to feel much of him, and savored the sensation of perceiving every detail that she could. She felt his organ swell even more as her explorations became more deliberate, rubbing him as much as she could manage in his clothed state. "Enough, Sarah!" He suddenly choked, growing tense. His next new breaths where forceful pants as he sat up and excised himself from the last of either of their clothing.

"Oh...Jareth..." Sarah groaned, her insides pulsing with an insane level of need as she took in what was finally fully unveiled. A wave of urgency coursed through them both, and now, almost animalistic, Jareth pinned her down into the bed, sliding himself between her legs, and kissing her ravenously as he ran one hand down to her own essence. He sighed into her mouth as he felt how slick she was, wet all over her inner thighs as well as her most private regions. He pressed and rubbed her clit, his skilled and robust strokes causing her to arc herself towards him, and her hips began to sway as he petted her. Sliding down, he slipped a finger inside her, moaning as her immense heat surrounded it. His eyes widened in shock as he realized that she was still a virgin.

"Sarah...I didnt know that you have never had a man..."

She blushed, unsure if this was a disappointment to him. "I...I..." She stammered, unsure of what to say...what could she say...that she hadnt been able to became aroused by anyone else after meeting him? Would this make him stop? She wasnt sure if that was something she could bear.

"Shhhh..." he breathed, kissing her. "Just, are you sure this is what you want?"

"Yes, absolutely." She gasped. "I need you..."

"Then I would not deny you."

His fingers began their work once more, and she moaned as his one finger was joined by another, his thrusts gradually stretching her out. Benign pangs shot throughout her as he challenged her barrier. His speed increased, then slowed, as he went to three fingers, and very slowly stroked her. He felt a trickle of her blood on his hand but he continued his patient easing until he felt her body relax against his invasion.

"Are you ready love?" He asked.

They locked eyes as she nodded, and he positioned himself at her opening. Sounds of bliss slipped from them both as he slid the head of his manhood against her opening and clit. Finally, he slid himself into her, challenging how far he could go, then pulling out, then sliding in again, until he was no longer met with resistance, and he was able to sink inside of her entirely. "Oh, Jareth!" Sarah screamed, as he began to push himself in and out, leaning his radiant body over hers, pressing himself into her as much as he could, his muscles rippling against her flesh as he worked inside her. Sweat saturated his skin as he paced himself. Sarah wrapped her arms around him, relishing the heavy feeling of his body on top of her and inside her. Her hips rocked into his thrusts as he seemed to dip further and deeper towards her core. Her legs stretched further apart as she attempted to sink him closer. The king bit her neck as his pace quickened, causing the bed to shake against the floor. His expert, upwards driving had Sarah quivering in short order, and she shouted his name again and again as her momentum built. Hearing her scream his name between her ragged breaths made it hard for him to hold back his release, but he was determined, he would not lose to her in this. No longer restrained, he worked her hard, beating into her most sensitive place, until it could hold out no longer, and was cascaded into explosive, soul numbing waves of bliss. She wheezed as her orgasm shot through her over and over, and shards of light danced around her field of vision. Jareth rode her orgasm out, then finished himself, building back up until he hit his own peak, and was sent tumbling down and down and down as he spilled himself far into Sarah, his body clenching in ecstasy. They remained locked together for several moments before their highs dropped them back down to where they could move of their own accords. They savored how it felt to be melded together, and gazed at each other for just a bit longer until Jareth rolled off of her and gave her a few gentle kisses.

"Sarah, dont ever leave me." He begged.

"Jareth...Goblin King." She replied, running her hands over him tenderly. "My 24 hours arnt over yet."

Jareth couldnt help himself from laughing. His Sarah was absolutely infuriating, and he loved her for it. "So, you're going to make me wait until the last hour then?"

"Last hour...last minute...last second..." She replied mischievously. "You had better not make a mistake, if you want to keep me." She teased.

"I make no mistakes." He growled seductively.

"As you say, Your Highness."

"Let me rule you Sarah..."

"Then be my slave!" She smiled.