Yay for another chapter! I have been working on lengthening my chapters. Hope you like this one!
Sadly I still don't own Jareth or Sarah. Really wish I did own Jareth though (dirty thoughts running through my head)
"What?" Jareth asked innocently. Sarah's blood was boiling as she rolled her eyes at Jareth. "My dear, I am going to have to ask you not to rule your eyes at me. It is quite rude to roll your eyes at the king," Jareth said ash he ran his gloved hand through his ever so wild hair. Jareth never accepted attitude from anyone before, and he wasn't about to now. He recalled the compromise he made with Sarah regarding behavior and punishment. He never promised that he would not punish her, rather he promised to be more patient with her behavior.
It seemed that Sarah was having the same thought as Jareth. She did not want punished, but she was mad. "Jareth, you left a giant hickey on my neck. Arianna and Bentley are getting married tomorrow. I am going to be so embarrassed." Jareth smirked, "A hickey? It's a present. I like to think of them as love marks. You seem to forget, precious, that such things are not frowned upon here as they are Aboveground. You are among fae now. We are all very passionate, so it is not uncommon to see love marks on the skin of others."
Sarah thought about this. It is true that she is in a whole new place now and that fae seem to be very passionate beings. However, Sarah still felt incredibly uncomfortable having this 'love mark' on display for everyone to see. True she always did enjoy the feeling of receiving 'love marks,' especially from Jareth, but she always preferred them in a less conspicuous area. Sarah sighed. She realized that this was an argument that she would not win, so she gave up wasting energy on fighting it. She thought that perhaps she could find a way to cover it up.
"Well now, my dear, if we are done with this discussion, I think we ought to head back to our bed chamber to get ready," Jareth said. Sarah crinkled her nose, "Get ready? For what?" Jareth took Sarah's hand as he produced a crystal in his hand. "I have it on good authority that the love birds will soon return with my parents, and we look a bit disheveled." Sarah was all for freshening up, but after her exerting activity with Jareth, she did not feel up to walking up all those stairs.
Jareth could tell what Sarah was thinking and smiled. After all this time, she still seemed to forget she was in a land of magic where nothing was what it ever seems. He gave his wife's behind a playful whack, conjured a crystal, and threw it down between the two of them. Sarah did not know what was happening because a certain goblin king gave her no warning. When she opened her eyes and steadied herself, Sarah found that Jareth had transported them to the top of the spiraling stairs, much to her relief. She told herself that she needed to remember that she was now and forever surrounded by magic.
Sarah enjoyed their walk back to their bed chamber. She loved being hand in hand with Jareth. Whether they were talking about something trivial or saying nothing at all, Sarah could always count on feeling Jareth's love. Once they reached their bed chamber, Sarah's body succumbed to their previous exerting activity. "Jareth," Sarah groaned, "do I have time to soak in the tub for a bit? It seems I am sore for some strange reason." Jareth appreciated the tiny bit of sarcasm wedged in her request. Her wit was one of the things he loved best about her. "Yes, precious, you can bathe for a bit. You just cannot take too long." Sarah smiled in gratuity. She walked into their immense bathroom and stripped off her dress and tossed it to the ground. It was as if the tub had been expecting her, for it was already filled with steaming water smelling of fragrant bath oils. Sarah climbed into the large tub and sighed as she relaxed all of her muscles and closed her eyes.
Her relaxation was interrupted when she heard someone else getting into the tub she opened her eyes to see Jareth joining her. No matter how many times she sees Jareth naked, it still manages to take Sarah's breath away.
"I thought we couldn't take long," Sarah muttered. Jareth shushed her as he turned her so that she faced away from him. Sarah was completely confused at this point. She heard Jareth open the top to something, then instantly smelled peaches. Suddenly, she felt Jareth's hands on her back as he rubbed oil into her back. Sarah sighed in relaxation. "See my pet? I can be quite accommodating when you behave." Sarah murmured in agreement. If this is what she got when she pleased Jareth, she would do her best to please him again.
Jareth then took shampoo and lathered it into his love's hair. Though Sarah had been quite capable of bathing herself since a young age, she was more than happy to relinquish this task to Jareth. It was both loving and sensual all at the same time. Jareth repeated the process with conditioner which also smelled like peaches. Sarah concluded that she will forever more smell like peaches.
Once Jareth was done bathing her, he washed himself. After that, he sat there holding Sarah in a relaxing silence. Ruling his kingdom and helping get Sarah acquainted to the Underground way of life was quite arduous. For once, he got to enjoy the nothingness. He loved being able to hold his love after missing her for 8 mortal years. The time passed much slower for him.
Sarah, in turn, loved sitting in Jareth's strong, muscular arms. It is no lie that she had been with plenty of men before returning to the Underground, but not one of them gave Sarah the sense of security and love that Jareth gave her. The feeling was so foreign but welcomed.
After what seemed like not long enough, Jareth kissed Sarah's peach scented hair and said, "Though I could sit like this forever, precious, I'm afraid it is time for us to get out and ready ourselves for the arrival of the love birds and my parents." Sarah groaned. Though she was more than happy to celebrate the nuptials of her new friend and brother-in-law, she just wanted time to relax with Jareth. Don't they do honeymoons here? Sarah thought to herself.
Jareth stood. Sarah gazed in awe as water dripped down Jareth's body. His skin seemed more ethereal as it glistened from the bath water. Jareth smirked. "Enjoying the view, precious?" Sarah blinked out of her trance like state and blushed. Jareth felt bad. He didn't mean to make Sarah feel bad. "Do not be embarrassed, love. I find myself gazing upon your naked beauty many times." Sarah felt somewhat better but somewhat confused. She never thought of herself as ugly by any means, but she also never thought of herself as beautiful.
Jareth climbed out of the bath and wrapped a towel around his waist. It hung at a most delicious angle that really made Sarah wish they had more time to themselves. He put his hand out to help Sarah get out of the bath. He then wrapped a big fluffy towel around his wife and planted a sweet kiss on her forehead. "Come," he said as he led Sarah to the fireplace in their bed chamber.
Jareth sat on the love seat in front of the fireplace with Sarah in his arms. He wanted to keep her warm. Not only did she feel warm, but she also felt a sense of security. Though their marriage was a bit rushed to say the least, she knew she made the right decision. Jareth sweetly nuzzled his face in Sarah's hair while he kept his arms around her waist. He most certainly enjoyed these secluded moments of intimacy.
Finally when the two of them felt warm enough, they got up and headed to the walk- in closet to dress. Jareth chose his traditional tight black breeches with a silver silk poet's shirt, with a deep neckline that showed off his royal goblin amulet. Over top of his shirt, he donned a black leather vest. Sarah was quite pleased with his outfit choice.
Sarah looked through the multitude of dresses that Jareth had graciously summoned to their closet. Sarah chose a two part dress. The first part was a sort of under dress and was the color of pink roses. Over that was a heavier purple dress with gold brocade designs. The dress opened in the front at the bodice and was laced up with gold cord.
Sarah looked in the mirror and smiled at her choice, however, she frowned when she saw the 'love mark' with which Jareth had graced her. She didn't care if it was more accepted here. She was not comfortable with Jareth's parents seeing her mark. Surely there was some way to hide it. Sarah ran her hand through her long, thick hair to think, that is when it came to her. She could fix her hair to hide it. Deftly, Sarah arranged her hair in a side braid with a silk rose at the top by the nape of her neck. She was quite pleased with her work. The mark was now blocked.
Jareth came up behind Sarah and put his arms around her waist as he leaned down to kiss her on her bare neck. Sarah pulled away and said, "Don't you go marking up that side of my neck. I would rather not wear my hair in pigtails to cover two 'love marks.'" Jareth rolled his eyes at Sarah. She momentarily thought about imploring as to why he was allowed to roll his eyes, but she was not. Then she thought against it. No point in raising a silly argument right before the arrival of their guests. I got to learn to pick my battles, Sarah thought to herself.
Jareth took Sarah by the hand and led her out of the walk-in closet, out of the bed chamber and out into the hallway. Through many twist and turns, the two of them walked hand in hand, never letting go of each other. Soon enough they arrived at the dinning hall. When the doors opened for the goblin king and queen, Sarah saw Bentley and Arianna with the high king and queen enjoying champagne. The men shook hands warmly as Sarah gave Arianna a big hug. Sarah wasn't sure if she was allowed to hug the high queen, but she didn't have to wait to be given permission because the high queen swept Sarah into a warm embrace. Queen Genevieve then looked at Sarah. She was so pleased that Jareth had found such a lovely peach. She was even amused when she saw how Sarah desperately tried to cover up the love mark that her son left on his wife.
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