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Chapter Nine -Part Two-

Sarah was gently placed on her bed, her hands still firmly pressed on her eyes.
Jareth grinned in front of her embarrassment, but decided to have mercy and waved a hand, magically covering himself with a pair of tight black pants and a silk shirt open on his chest.

"You can open your eyes, precious" He purred "The sight won't affect your lovely virtue"

Sarah peered through her fingers, her inner self eager to see some interesting details of his anatomy, but was deeply disappointed. Sarah slowly lowered her hands and sighed in relief.

It's all your fault, you prude. Her inner voice snarled, offended.

Jareth smiled and sat next to her on the bed. "Now, precious, tell me where it hurts"

Sarah widened her eyes. "Wha.. What?"

He raised a hand and gently brushed the back of her head, repressing a growl when she jumped for the pain. She felt a light warm pressure and then the pain was gone. She touched her head, surprised.

"Oh... You healed me?"

Jareth nodded and Sarah noticed he'd taken off his gloves.

"Jareth! Your.. gloves" She gently took his bare hand in both of hers, noticing how smooth his skin was.

Jareth shivered at the touch. His hands were very sensitive and normally he couldn't stand someone else's touch, but Sarah's hands were delicate and light as she traced the lines of his left palm. The sensation was incredibly good.

"Sarah" He whispered. "I might inform you that it is considered of great intimacy to touch a fay's hands"

Sarah's wide and curious eyes met his, and as soon as she understood the importance of what he was letting her do she blushed and let go of his hand. "Sorry" She said.

Jareth shook his head and raised his hand, caressing the cut on the girl's neck. She held her breath and felt the warm pressure again as the cut disappeared. She expected him to withdraw, but his fingertips continued to caress the skin of her neck and collarbones light as feathers. She thought that somehow he had gotten closer, because his warm breath now brushed her ear and cheek. She turned her head and found Jareth's face only few inches from hers.

"Lady? You 'kay?" Pymp's head appeared at the door, worried.

Jareth groaned and shot a killing glance at the little goblin, ready to send him to keep company at the others in the Bog, but Sarah quickly stood up and moved between the Goblin King at the door, crouching to be at the same level of the goblin.

"I'm okay, Pymp" she smiled. "Why don't you go to the kitchen and prepare us some popcorn?

Pymp's face lit up at the mention of popcorn and bolted away, yelling: "Oh yes, Lady!"

Sarah stood up, still smiling, and turned back to face the Goblin King. Jareth was lying on her bed, his upper body popped up on his elbows. He was smiling at her, and she felt a shiver run down her spine just from the sensation that his smile woke inside of her. He raised a hand and whispered: "Come here, precious"

Sarah's smile slowly disappeared, replaced by a frown. Damn, the sight is too inviting. Better run off. Now, Sarah, turn around and walk away.

Hell no, Williams! Go to him and finish what you were about to do a few minutes ago!

Seeing the uncertainty in her eyes, Jareth decided to help her. He grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the bed, making her lose her balance and fall on his own body. He wrapped his arms around her waist and brushed his lips on her forehead. "Now, this is way better" He said.

Sarah had been too shocked to react, but she couldn't deny that his skin smelled so good, and his body was so comfortable to lie on. She sighed and rested her head on his shoulder, her lips only inches away from his neck.

His hands started light caresses on her hips and back, slowly going up to her shoulders and the back of her neck. Sarah shivered and let her own hands wander on his smooth chest. She moved her head and nibbled at the base of his neck.

"Sarah" Jareth said in a moan. He took her chin in his hand and raised her head to kiss her.

"Sarah" He whispered against her lips. "How you turn my world, precious thing"

Sarah felt something warm tingle somewhere near her stomach as her eyes rose from Jareth's smooth skin to look into his eyes. She finally let herself enjoy the moment and shut down all the voices inside her head.

Jareth's smile widened as he too felt a tingle inside his mind, but of a different kind. In that moment he knew that Sarah's wish had been fulfilled.

He lowered his head enough to brush his lips against Sarah's temple, kissing his way to her ear, teasing her lobe with his tongue. Sarah made a low noise, her hands pushed his shirt past his shoulders and Jareth made it disappear, along with Sarah's T-shirt.

Sarah felt a wave of cold hair agains her skin, after a few moments she became aware of Jareth's bare arms against her bare back, and she froze.

"Jareth!" She yelped, trying to back away.

"Hush, dear one" He murmured. "Don't fight what you feel"

Sarah hesitated and Jareth took advantage of it, pressing his lips against hers again in a passionate kiss.

Pymp took the bag of popcorn from the microwave and put another one inside, fixing the temperature and timer, then poured the white flakes into a bowl. He waited patiently for the second bag to finish popping and then put the popcorn in another bowl, filling a smaller bowl with a few handfuls. He looked at the two bigger containers skeptically and moved some popcorn from one to the other.

"Here, this good" He smiled when the two big bowls looked perfectly identical.

He trotted happily to Sarah's bedroom, not stopping at the door, and yelled: "Popcorn ready Lady!"

His smile faded when the only response he got was a low growl. The Lady and the King where on the bed, but he couldn't really understand who was who. The mass of tangled limbs moved and he recognized a masculine arm popping out, a glowing crystal held in the hand.

He widened his eyes in wonder.

"Jareth! No!" He heard the Lady say as another hand grabbed the arm and pushed it back down.

"Uhm.. Lady?"

"Pymp, could you please wait us in the kitchen?"

"Umh, yes Lady, sure Lady" He mumbled, and turned back.

"Sarah" Jareth whispered against the girl's hair. "If that miserable goblin interrupts us once again, I swear..."

Sarah pinched his abdomen. "You nothing, Jareth. Actually, I should thank him" She sighed and sat up, freeing her legs from Jareth's.

"Is this moment so awful, dear Sarah?" He asked, frowning.

Sarah smiled in spite of herself. "No, it's not" She stood up, looking around for a T-shirt. "But I'd like to... Wait. I don't want to rush things" She peered at him, embarrassed.

Jareth stood up too. He took her hands in his and kissed both palms. "I will respect your will, precious. I have no need to hurry"

Sarah smiled too and entwined her finger with his, guiding him out of her room.

They ate the popcorn in front of the TV in a cozy and warm atmosphere, talking about the unexpected goblin assault.

"I have been away from the Castle for too long, they are not used to being left alone for more than a few hours" Jareth explained. "Even though I contacted the captain of my guards to warn him that I would be absent for a few days, I guess some of my subjects panicked"

Sarah looked at him. "I'm... sorry" She bit her lower lip.

"There is no need to apologize. But I think I will have to go back, at least for one day"

Sarah's eyes grew wide. "You mean... You can go back? The wish is.. is.." She blushed.

Jareth chuckled, satisfied of the disappointment he heard in her voice. "Ah, precious..." He caressed her cheek. "I granted your wish some twenty minutes ago"