Author's note: had to get this one out of my system before I went to bed tonight.

"Everything for everything. It's fair enough to ask, dear Sarah...my Sarah if you will."

His finger traced the space between a lock of her chocolate hair and the smooth line of her neck. Sarah fought not to let the shivers he produced overtake her. This time she wanted to keep his gaze, meet it...match it.

Ah, his face was so close to hers! She could feel the warm breath carrying each carefully enunciated syllable. The nerves in her face tingled at such proximity.

"Now, what do you say?" he continued, eyebrow arched, pointed canines peeking out from his mischievous smirk.

"The game...all this...you'll never tire of these antics will you?" The words were harsher than the tone she cloaked him in.

"The game is never finished. But today is no game, my pet."

"It isn't?" she tilted her head slightly, guarded expression pierced with eyes wide and searching.

"No," his response more of a caress than an answer.

"You've come to take me," voice wavering between a statement and a question.

"Only if you wish..." he let the full force of his intensity flow through his eyes into hers for a minute, withdrawing slightly at last, careful not to make her heart beat too quickly.

"And if I do...?" Sarah's tone now unequivocally a query.

He let his hand rest lightly on her arm above the elbow. She made no attempt to shrink away from his touch.

"You give me everything. I give you everything. It's that simple, that easy, that exigent, that impossible..."

"Anything is possible," she gently interrupted.

"Indeed," he eyed her over with barely curbed excitement. His hand fell away from her.

Timidly Sarah reached for him. She missed the touch of his fingers on her arm. Did not want that fragile bond between them to be broken. With trepidation, she allowed her palms to softly brace themselves against his half exposed chest.

He brought his hands up to cover hers and press them more firmly into his flesh.

"Don't you know, Jareth..." she paused, pulling her composure together, "I...I let my heart be taken long ago...with you it was always an everything sort of question for me. You are the choice I made and keep on making."

He squeezed her fingers. Still he wanted to hear more from her.

"So...? Your answer then," he teased with mock sharpness.

"You mean the answer to everything?" she smiled at her own coy prevarication.

"No," his lips split into a generous grin as he wrapped his arms around her and drew her into him, "To my proposal, love."

His fingers twined in her tresses, making her sigh with delight.

She lay her head in the crook of his neck. Breathed a moment. Lifted her head and kissed the base of his neck before meeting his gaze once more.

"Take me to your castle. I accept."

"You do?"

"Oh, yes."

"This is final you know."

"I know. Don't insult my intelligence, love," she lowered her eyes languidly only to look up and seize the silent fury of his irises with newfound confidence.

"Jareth, I solemnly say to you...you are the only person who could ever give me everything. And the only person I'd ever want to give everything to."

His heart skipped a beat.

Everything. She would give him everything then. Good, because he would give her everything in return.