Somethings are worth waiting for….
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF JIM HENSONS CHARACTERS OR ANYTHING FROM THE LABYRINTH
Chapter 5.
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**I'm sorry if the tense of this chapter goes a bit wibbly wobbly timey whimy, I was up pretty late typing it up after a bad day .
"You called, Precious" Jareth murmured, standing next to Sarah.
Sarah ran hot and cold all at once and suddenly became sober as a judge. Kirsten was eyeing up Jareth with growing interest while his hand was still on the nape of Sarah's neck, sending shivers up and down her spine.
Sarah blindly grasped at half-drunk drink, ready to down the rest of it to help with the shock of The Goblin King once again popping up out of nowhere. No, not nowhere, you called him again, you silly moo!
"And you are?" Kirsten asks Jareth.
He was just about to introduce himself when Sarah, having just swallowed the remainder of her drink, blurted out "This is Jareth. He's…he's the guy who helped me with Markus earlier."
"Ah, so you are the one who took my ass-whooping opportunity away from me. Do you work there too, Jareth? I sure I would have noticed you before" Kirsten said, batting her lashes at him. Oh,Brother.
"Uh, no, Jareth doesn't work at Wal-Mart. I've known him since high school…" said Sarah
"And what, he just happened to turn up like a knight in shining armor?" Kirsten said, taking in the black suit Jareth was wearing.
"We have recently become reacquainted, haven't we, love" Jareth said, looking at Sarah.
An awkward silence passes before Sarah remembers her manners. "Why don't you sit down?" She asked Jareth feebly.
"Love to" he said and took a seat right next to Sarah. She could feel the heat radiating off of him.
The minute Jareth sat down, Kirsten sprang up and said "Excellent. I'll go and get us more drinks, shall I? Strawberry Daquiri alright with you, Jareth?" she asked over her shoulder as she made her way towards the packed bar.
Jareth didn't have a clue what a strawberry daquiri was but thought it must be good if Sarah and her friend had consumed so many already.
Sarah was playing with her fingers in her lap. She turned to Jareth and said "I'm sorry I called you again. I didn't think. Did I take you away from something important?"
Jareth noticed what she was dong and placed a gloved hand over hers in her lap, stilling her. He leaned in close to whisper "Nothing is as important to me as you are, Sarah."
This declaration made Sarah blush furiously and her stomach did several backflips before melting into a hot, gooey mess.
Jareth saw her blush and smirked. Oh,god that smirk! Sarah thought and turned away from him, trying to think of something to say.
She decided to tease him a little.
"Where did you disappear to, you know, before when we…"
"Kissed?" he finished her sentence with another smirk. She replied with another blush. "I had a wish-away. I'm sorry, love. They are not as common as they once were but I still have to do my duty. It's important, no matter when it might happen" he said.
Sarah had a sudden mental image of her and Jareth in a tangle of limbs, hot and sweaty when he suddenly gets called. She bites the sides of her cheeks to stop from laughing.
"I thought there wasn't another more important than me?" she teased him.
Jareth's mouth dropped open at her cheekiness but he closed it again and chuckled. She had him there.
"I apologize profusely, love. I sincerely hope it does not happen again the next time we are…together" he said leaning in closer.
"Hmmm" Sarah said, not giving any inclination that there will be a next time.
Sarah looked at Jareth and saw he looked hurt so she decided to put him out of his misery and cuddled in closer to him.
He grinned and responded automatically by putting his arm around her and pulling her closer to him. She leaned her head up and he inclined his….
SLAM!
"What have we here? Not interrupting anything am I?" Kirsten asked, slamming the tray of drinks down that made Sarah and Jareth Jump.
They sprang apart and Sarah immediately grabbed the nearest of the six tall glasses Kirsten brought over. She gulped it down in four gulps. Jareth watched her with mild interest at this unladylike behavior. Kirsten raised her eyebrows but said nothing then did the same.
"Oookay..." Kirsten said as Sarah reached for a second glass. "These are yours then, Sar. Jareth, these two are yours. "She slid two tall glasses brimming with the pinky-red liquid towards him.
He picked one up, raised it slightly thanking Kirsten for it and then took a huge gulp. Anything these ladies can do he can, surely.
The liquid tasted very sweet and fruity and…cold! Aargh! He placed the half empty glass down and smack a gloved hand to his head. What sorcery is this?!
Kirsten giggled as Jareth was fighting off the pain that had suddenly exploded in his head. Then it was gone as quickly as it came. He looked a Kirsten, trying to decipher if she had tried to poison him for laying a hand on her friend.
Kirsten, doubled up with laughter, manages to say "You two are even more suited than I thought. You both get brain freeze from daquiris. Wusses!" she smiles at them. Sarah and Jareth throw equal daggers at her.
All in all, it was a fun night. They spent it talking, laughing and between them all they had managed to get through twenty glasses of strawberry daiquiri's. As the bar called for last orders, Kirsten said she was going to order a taxi.
Sarah turned clumsily in the booth towards Jareth and leaned in to whisper into his ear "I don't know if you need to get back to your castle but if you are alright for time why don't you come back to our place?" she slurred slightly at the last word.
Jareth loved this idea but could tell that the drinks had more of an effect on Sarah than him. He looked at her closely and saw her eyes with unfocused.
"Sarah, love, are you feeling yourself?" he asked, concern once again laced through his voice.
"'course I am" she said, standing suddenly and swaying so much that Jareth held her to him.
They step out of the booth just as Kirsten comes back and tells them she has a taxi waiting. She's swaying slightly too but can still walk in her stilettos. Sarah is wearing her flats and Jareth still had to support her towards the taxi. Kirsten got into the front next to the driver and tells him where to go whilst Sarah and Jareth sit together in the back.
Sarah snuggled into Jareth and whispered in his ear again "When we get back to mine, I'll show you what you have been missing all these years." She bit his earlobe.
Jareth was not expecting her to be so brazen and jumped in his seat at the contact. My Sarah, a wanton wench? It was beyond his wildest dreams.
Speechless, he let her nestle into his neck for the rest of the journey back to her and Kirsten's apartment. He could feel her hot breath against his neck. He fisted a hand to maintain control. How he loved her…how he wanted to be with her…
"Here we are" Kirsten said and paying the driver, got out. Jareth followed suit then offered his hand for Sarah. Kirsten watched as he helped her friend.
What a gentleman, she thought. wouldn't stop me kicking his ass if he ever hurt her though.
Kirsten could see that there was something there between Sarah and Jareth and she was in hypervigilant best friend defense mode-despite the daquiris.
Letting them all into the apartment, Kirsten said "Well, this has been awesome but its 3am and I'm wiped out. See you later, Sarah. It was nice meeting you, Jareth. Maybe we will be seeing more of you, hmm?". She gave a knowing look.
"The pleasure was all mine" Jareth said, inclining his head but saying nothing else.
Kirsten knew she wouldn't be getting anything else out of Sarah in her current state so she bade them all goodnight (or good morning) and headed towards her bedroom. She turned back at the door way and saw Jareth helping Sarah towards the sofa.
"Don't do anything I would do…or anything I would" she whispered and disappeared into her room, shutting the door quietly behind her.
Jareth had a job and a half to maneuver Sarah on to the sofa because, the minute Kirsten left the room, Sarah became a wanton goddess again. With incredible strength for someone who couldn't even standup straight, she managed to fling Jareth onto the sofa and straddle him.
She kissed him passionately, biting down hard on his bottom lip. He wondered fleetingly if she had drawn blood but his mind went elsewhere very quickly….
Breaking the kiss, he held her at arm's length by her hips and tried to regain control, breathing heavily. Meanwhile, Sarah reached down and pulled her t-shirt clear off and flung it into a corner of the room.
Sarah, partially clothed and straddling his lap…this was more than he ever dared hope for…except for one difference.
"Sarah, love, we can't do this..." he started.
"Why not?" she asked breathlessly "How long have you waited for this? How many times have you fantasied about this…with me?".
He couldn't argue with her there. With a groan, his control laxed slightly and he kissed her fiercely, which she returned just as fiercely, running her fingers through his hair.
Coming up for air, his control came back and he said "No, Precious. Not tonight. You are under the influence of alcohol and I would be taking advantage. I'd never do that, least of all with you. We have waited this long. I am patient, I can wait a bit more." His voice, hoarse with desire betrayed him.
While he was saying all this, Sarah had turned her attention to his neck, bending down to kiss and nibble from his ear downwards. She had also started unbuttoning his shirt.
When Jareth noticed the movement suddenly stop, he looked down at her.
She had fallen asleep, mid-kissing his neck. Jareth tried not to laugh. "Oh, Sarah, my precious Sarah" he said, cradling her to him and rocking her soothingly again. After a few minutes, she stirred and he stilled but all she did was mumble about her bed.
Still trying not to laugh or wake her, he picked her up bodily and walked through the apartment. The first room he looked in was bathroom, with more product bottles than he had. The second room, he assumed, was a study. The third was undoubtedly Sarah's bedroom.
It was chock full of books. Bookcases full, she had piled a few here and there. She had a double bed with a midnight blue duvet cover with a yellow moon and stars design on it. Using one arm to support her, he threw the duvet back. A teddy bear fell out and landed on the floor.
Laying Sarah carefully onto the bed he then bent and picked up the bear. It looked familiar but he couldn't place it. He tucked it into the crook of Sarah's arm and took her shoes off. Pulling the duvet back over her and tucking her in, she sighed and rolled over, cuddling into a fetal position.
Jareth walked around the bed to the opposite side and, as quietly as he could, removed his shoes and climbed on top of the duvet. Facing Sarah, he reached out and brushed her hair back from her face, tucking it behind her hair. She was breathing deeply.
He sighed "How you turn my world, you precious thing." He kissed her on her forehead and cradled her close as he too, fell asleep.
End of Chapter 5.
