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DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF JIM HENSONS CHARACTERS I DO J

CHAPTER 6

*I am so sorry it has taken me a while to get this up. Life seems to be chucking me rubbish lemons. If the tense is all wibby wobbly timey wimy again then I apologise further. I tried my best with what I have been given recently 3

The sunlight streamed through the blinds in Sarah's bedroom and shone directly into her face. She groaned and turned over, away from the light. She heard someone else groan too...

Snapping her eyes open she sat up, alarmed, and felt an arm that had been draped over her, slide down and land in her lap. The arm belonged to Jareth. Holy shit! Sarah thought and immediately looked down to find that she was still wearing her work uniform from the night before. Like a freight train, memories of the previous night came crashing back to her: working as usual , Markus and his lecherous ways , how he had cornered her and scared her , how she had called out Jareth's name in desperation and he had come to her, that she had realised he was not dead as she had thought but very much alive , their first kiss ( and what a kiss! ) , the drinks with Kirsten and Jareth...after that stuff was still a little hazy.

She knew she must have done something for him to end up in her bed. Groaning again, she flung herself back down and buried herself under the duvet. What the hell have you done now, Sarah?

She felt Jareth stir slightly then heard him say "What in the Aboveground are you doing, Precious?"

She peeked over the duvet and said "Hiding."

"From what?" he asked.

She sat up and said "From you. What happened last night?"

Jareth sighed and said "Do you not remember?"

Oh, my god Sarah thought, Did I had sex with the Goblin king? Did we use protection? What if I'm pregnant?!

She sees his eyes twinkling and asks "We didn't...did we?"

He chuckled and rested a hand on hers, saying "No, love. You were far too gone from all that drink you consumed. I would never take advantage of any lady. No matter how much they try to convince me." He smirked.

Sarah could only assume that she led him on in some way but he had not allowed it to continue. She felt those butterflies again and they felt high respect for him.

"How did I end up here?" she asked then added "How did you end up here?"

"After you passed out, I put you to bed. I couldn't very well leave you in the state you were in, even if you were asleep, so I stayed with you in case you needed me further."

"Like what, hold my hair back while I puke my guts up?" she asked sceptically

"Anything you need me for, I will be it." he said seriously.

Those butterflies were now having a disco.

Jareth leant towards her but Sarah leant away, suddenly concerned with what time it was as well as her morning breath. She looked at the digital clock on the cabinet by her bed.

10:30AM

"Jesus, how did I sleep in so late? It's a good thing I'm not working today or my ass would be on the line." She said.

Jareth was busy brushing a hand up and down her arm, leaving it with goosebumps. She noticed her breath quicken and tried to grasp for a subject change.

"Uh...are you hungry?" she asked, trying to remember what food they had in.

He gave her a devilish grin and bit his lower lip slightly before saying "Famished."

Sarah realised she had her mouth hanging open and closed it quickly without a word. Damn, how can he affect me this much? She thought, her heart hammering so much it hurt.

2Ok, well, let me go and see what we have in. Hang on a sec." She jumped out of bed and out of his reach. Jareth smirked, knowing why she was acting the way she was. She paused at her door, and looking back at him, saw that he was checking her out. She decided to tease him a little and raised her leg slightly in a little back kick, enjoying watching his eyes follow. He noticed she was looking and smirked again.

"Sorry, love, I was just admiring that ass you mentioned."

Sarah was gobsmacked at his cheekiness and threw a decorative pillow that was on top of one of her bookcases soaring right at his face. She left the room before she could see if it had made impact.

In the kitchen, she found Kirsten raiding the cupboards.

"Hiya, chick." She said as she saw Sarah walk in "Nothing much here, I'm afraid. Only marshmallows and some graham crackers. I could make my famous smores for your gentleman if you want?" she winks and grins at Sarah.

"Before you say anything, nothing happened." Sarah told her.

Kirsten put on a mock shocked look and said "I wasn't gunna. I think one of us needs to do a grocery run though. Hey, why don't you go? Take Jareth with you and show him off."

Sarah thought for a moment. On the one hand they needed groceries but on the other hand, if Markus was working and he spoke to her , Jareth would likely kill him or at the very least bog him...she wasn't ashamed to feel good about the fact that Jareth wanted to protect her so fiercely.

"Okay, fine, but you write up a list of what we need. No five bottles of gin under the "essentials" again."

Kirsten snickered but grabbed a pen and a writing pad that they have next to the microwave.

Sarah walked back into her bedroom and was surprised to find Jareth had made her bed and was sitting at the end of it, brushing his hair with his gloved fingers.

"I have a brush, you know." Sarah said, smiling at this childlike behaviour. "How sweet, you made my bed back up for me."

"Just because I am a king and I have servants for absolutely everything, it does not mean that I can't do things by myself." He said, a little wounded that she was that surprised.

"Well, thanks" she mumbled and made to walk past him when suddenly, his hand shot out and, grabbing her arm, he pulled her onto his lap.

"Gah, Jareth, what are you playing at? I need to get ready..." she trailed off as his eyes bore into hers.

"I think you should show your gratitude better." He replied silkly.

Sarah's hands ran though his fluffed up hair. He closed his eyes and his breath hitched as he felt her nails lightly drag through his silky tresses'. He felt her lips brush against his and he responded immediately, lightly at first but then passionately, their tongues entwined in a dance that could last forever.

He had hoped he would get a kiss but nothing like the one she was giving him now. He moaned and they wrestled together, both pulling the other one closer, deepening the kiss.

Breaking apart, they both breathed heavily and Jareth rested his forehead against Sarah's, looking more than a little dazed. "My Sarah, what you do to me..." he panted. Sarah grinned wickedly.

"Is that thanks enough?" she asked him sweetly.

He was still trying to get his breathing under control so he just nodded his head in response. Sarah laughed and went to get off him but he held her tight to him. "Why in such a hurry to leave me, Precious?"

Sarah knew what he was asking but the words "leave me" stabbed at her heart and before she had a second to think, she caressed his face and looked at him as she said "I will never leave you, Jareth. Even if this doesn't work out, we will always be friends."

Jareth stared at her for a full minute, trying to decipher what she meant. "Even if this doesn't work out..." Did she accept that they were romantically involved? Jareth's heart soared.

"Sarah, are you accepting that we are involved...romantically?" he asked her.

"Well, I thought that was obvious." She said teasingly.

He broke out into a grin and hugged her close, raining light kisses all over her face. Sarah giggled.

"I'm glad we got that cleared up." She said, smiling wildly at him."Now, will you let me go momentarily so I can go and get ready?"

"I suppose" he said, reluctantly "But not for long" he added teasingly.

She climbed off his lap and went into the bathroom to get showered and changed.

Coming back into her bedroom, Jareth asked her "Ready for what, Precious?"

"Oh, yes, sorry I forgot to say, we're going shopping at where I work." She told him.

"Ah" he said and stood from her bed, walked towards her and swept her into his arms, whispering "You look beautiful, love" before giving her a quick kiss.

She had made a special effort: She had put on her armless lilac blouse that had a floral print around the edge with a matching maxi skirt, white sandals, hair half up and shimmer lilac eye shadow and lip balm.

"Mmmmm peaches." Jareth said while Sarah blushed, knowing he would appreciate the flavoured balm.

"Come on, let us go to your place of work for shopping." He said eagerly, tugging at her hand.

"What's the rush all of a sudden?" she asked.

"Now that you have accepted us being together, you are no longer available to anyone but me." he said.

"Yeah, so?" Sarah didn't understand what he was getting at.

"So, my dear Sarah, I plan on making sure that piece of filth knows exactly who I am to you and that you are mine."He stops, pulls her close, kisses her fiercely and then continues to drag her along out of the apartment.

Oh , my Sarah thought, dizzy from that possessive kiss.

I am his. Markus, you won't know what's hit you.