"Any woman who could not understand that you are ridiculously hot is just stupid. But that's okay, I'll bank on their stupidity," Sarah declared matter of factly as she massaged the Goblin Kings scalp, neck and shoulders.
Jareth had had a long day. A long couple months for that matter. But it was okay, because Sarah was with him.
"And any woman who couldn't see that you are the easiest person to fall in love with in the world is just blind. But then, that means the privilege is reserved for people like me."
Her skillful, thorough, delicate hands caught on a stubborn spot of tension where his neck joined the crest of his back. She paused to work her way softly to the core of the knot before continuing.
"And anyone who didn't get that you are one of the most passionate, attentive, caring and likeable Fae in existence must have been out of their minds. I mean honestly, how often does God make a masterpiece like you?" she exclaimed as she kissed him sweetly on the shoulder.
Jareth closed his eyes and pressed his lips into a silent smile. He let her chatter on like this.
"You know, some people pray a whole lifetime hoping against all hope they'll be blessed to meet someone even a fraction of what you're worth."
Jareth decided she'd said enough for now. Reaching up and cupping her hand in his, he brought it round to his lips and let the tender flesh mingle between them for a moment.
Sarah leaned into his back and rested her cheek against his.
"Moods, eccentricities and all."