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The Goblin King of Rock 'n' Roll	By : Jetredgirl Category: G through L > Labyrinth Views: 3801 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Yes, my beloved readers, it is that time. Prepare for pulpy lemon juice everywhere. Hope you don't get any in your eye. It burns, but kind of feels good too. I think Jareth is a terrible influence on my muse and myself.
Should I have been listening to my Aladdin Sane CD on repeat while writing this? or "Velvet Goldmine?" Well if you like it, I guess so haha.
M for mmm mmm good ;)
She collapsed on the bed, staring at the ceiling. She must have lain there for a good 10 minutes, thinking.
What I am waiting for? She thought. I know what I want. I know he wants me..yet I'm willing to send him off to some skanky groupie because I'm afraid to take the risk? What is the worst that could happen?
She got up and poured herself a drink, went out on the balcony, and thought some more.
The worst that could happen that I could get my heart broken. Then again, I might actually find someone I could be happy with, for once.
Every other relationship I've every had had started out not even a 100th as exciting as this, and still, I took a shot then...even when they just sputtered and died after a few months max. No one ever made me feel like he does just looking at me. I'm a grown woman. Why shouldn't I have a good romp once in a while, even if that's all it is?
Maybe I should just get it out of my system, if I just do it, maybe then it will just fade away. Like every other relationship I've had. I can keep my head, do my job. The article is almost done anyway.
Sarah gulped down the rest of her drink, making a decision.
She quietly left her room and went down the hall. The guard was there reading a magazine.
"Is Mr. King available?" She asked, getting his attention.
The man looked up and smiled. "Hey, Miss Williams, for you, always. He told me to just wave you on in if you wanted to see him. If his bedroom door is locked though, please wait. He asks not to be disturbed if that is the case. Something about meditating or whatever."
"Thanks." She responded. She walked past, went through the door the guard opened, then closed behind her.
The moonlight was shining into the room through the gauzy curtains, but no lights were on. Maybe he was in bed already. The bedroom door was ajar though, and she could see there was a light on on the other side somewhere.
She stepped in the room but didn't see him. She could see the light was coming from the bathroom.
She could hear the shower running. Then she heard the distinct sound of male humming.
She paused for a moment. Should she go in? Or wait? Maybe she could go talk to him but stay on the other side of the door.
She approached the door, the humming got louder. The melody was of a song she found vaguely familiar but couldn't place.
She wondered where she had heard it. Probably one of his, one of those that was buried deep on one of his CDs. Not one played on the radio. It was very pretty though.
She knew the showers had doors on them, so figured she would be safe looking around the corner.
She stepped and looked towards the shower and saw..him.
He had left the door ajar on the shower and she could see the entire backside of Jareth King, and holy crap is was the best backside she had ever seen.
She knew she should back out quietly and not stare, but she couldn't help herself. He was lean and toned and lightly muscled but perfectly proportioned. His legs were long and graceful. She knew he would be beautiful, but she was mesmerized.
He started to turn and she ducked out just in time. She leaned against the door, her heart pounding. Her body grew hot by just seeing him. If she would have stood there another second, he would have seen her. Not to mention she would have seen..oh god she would have seen..him.
Jareth meanwhile, in the shower, knew the moment she crossed the threshold to his bedroom. It was warded to alert him thusly. He smiled to himself, and turned back around to face the spray of water. He patiently waited to see if she would come to him, or run away.
He was tempted to call out to her, but decided against it. He sensed if he did she would lose her courage and flee. So he feigned ignorance of her presence, and started singing. "Ahhh..Sweet Sweet Sarah.. you will be the end of me..."
Sarah heard him start singing and her legs weakened. She could not fight it anymore. She swallowed hard, kicked off her boots and pulled off her socks, took her jacket off and threw it on a chair, and stepped back into the bathroom.
Barefoot she padded across the tile floor and took off her clothes, then laid them neatly on the sink.
Naked, she stepped into the shower behind him, and laid her hands against his smooth back.
Jareth smiled. Now you are mine, my love.
"I was wondering if you were going to stand at the door all night, or join me." He said chuckling.
He turned and took her in. She was beautiful. Soft pale skin, full breasts and hips with a narrow waist, long legs, full behind. Her eyes were round and glistening as they looked into his. She let his words sink in.
"You knew?" She said in wonder.
"You are not walking around on little cat feet, my love, and I have excellent hearing." He wrapped his arms around her waist and drew her to him.
Sarah drew a sharp breath at the full contact of his naked body to hers. She felt his erection already growing against her stomach.
"You are stunning, my Sarah. Like I knew you would be." He said. He caressed her cheeks with his thumbs as he held her face in his hands.
Then finally, he kissed her. It was gentle at first. He nipped at her bottom lip, then massaged it with his tongue.
She yielded to him, and the kiss deepened.
As the water rained down over them, they indulged in each other. Their souls truly touching for the first time. The bond strengthening.
In the underground, The Labyrinth sang with joy. It knew it's chosen monarchs had finally found each other. It's King and Their Champion, bonding at last.
Sarah bent her head back so Jareth could kiss her throat. He ran his tongue over the sweet skin offered to him. He licked over to her ear, nibbling her lobe, then reversing the process and moving to the other side.
His long, strong hands moved over her body. Down her sides they went, over her back. They came around to cup her breasts and tease her nipples, then over her hips to cup her backside and press himself into her harder.
He worked his way back to her mouth, and slid his fingers down her belly to cup her between her thighs. He used one finger and found her most sensitive spot. He started rubbing there making her whimper and sigh in pleasure. She wriggled against him trying to breathe as he drove his tongue into her mouth to wrestle with hers.
He held her up with one arm, but didn't relent his attention at her center until she was trembling and struggling to stay upright. One last flick of his finger and she climaxed, losing all balance and her dead weight pushed him against the wall.
"Ohh my god...Jareth.." She moaned into his mouth.
He smiled against her lips. He pulled her hair carefully, tipping her head back and looking in her green eyes. They were a bit hazy after bringing her to her first of many many orgasms by his doing if he had anything to say about it.
"And that was just a little preview, Sarah mine." He told her. "We have all night, and I have extraordinary stamina. You will be fully sated and putty in my hands."
Sarah laid her head against his chest and ran her fingers over his pectorals, playing with his small pink nipples. She listened to his heartbeat and closed her eyes, hardly believing she was there.
The water was still sluicing over them. Both wet and slick, hair dripping.
Finally she spoke. "I'm getting all pruny." She looked up and gave him a half smile. Drops of water gathering on her lashes.
Jareth laughed into her hair. "As am I. Maybe we should repair to the bedroom before you continue your wanton seduction of my person."
Sarah giggled, standing on her toes and kissing him sweetly.
She pushed herself off of him and turned, taking his hand. He quickly turned off the water and followed the bare beauty leading him out of the shower.
He grabbed some soft fluffy towels and dried them both off.
While he was doing that she finally got a good look at his naked body. He was absolutely gorgeous, and...wow. She knew he was well endowed by the tightness of his pants, but he was even more so that she expected. She hoped she could accommodate him. It made her a little nervous.
Jareth noticed she was examining him. "Do you like what you see..love?" He asked, smiling, posing a bit, unabashed at his nakedness.
"Yes." she answered simply, blushing at what she was thinking. "I just, you are..oh my."
He brushed her damp hair away from her face, and again tipped her face up with his finger. "I'll take that as a complement." He kissed her, then made her squeal when he swooped her up and carried out of the bathroom and into the bedroom.
He sat her on her feet and pulled the covers back on the bed, then picked her up again and laid her on the silky sheets. He went and closed the doors to the bedroom, which activated the magic that sound proofed the room.
She watched him move, enjoying how his body moved when he walked. More like strutted she thought.
He got in beside her and put his head on his hand to prop it up so he could look at her face, while the other hand drifted over her body.
Sarah wasn't an innocent, but looking up at him, the way he was looking at her made her feel shy all of the sudden. Never had a man looked at her like he did, with such obvious longing.
She knew how to please a man, but not THIS man. This man, she knew would give her everything, and expected the same in return. He was such an incredibly powerful presence she hoped she didn't completely lose herself in him.
"What is it, Sarah?" He asked, almost as a whisper.
"I just don't want to disappoint you. You are way more experienced than me I know." she said, looking at him guilelessly.
"Oh my Sarah, that is not possible. You have no idea how I have longed for...How I have longed for someone like you to appear in my life. Just laying next to you I am happier and more fulfilled than I have ever been."
She took the initiative. She wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing his face down to hers.
He leaned over her, one leg going between hers as they kissed.
She moved her head up like in the shower giving him easy access to her neck. He kissed and nipped at the sensitive skin.
He kept going, over her upper chest and between her breasts. The he found a nipple with his mouth, and sucked.
Sarah inhaled sharply, and moaned as he made love to her breasts with his mouth and tongue. The sensation going straight to her nether regions. She felt herself becoming slick and excited.
Her hands began playing over his shoulders and back, running through his soft locks.
Jareth loved the way she responded to him. She was completely open and in the moment, letting him in. The flavor of her skin, all peaches and vanilla cream, was something he would ever tire of.
He moved downward from her breasts, dragging his tongue over the plane of her stomach and circled her belly button. He had noticed earlier it was pierced, but took the opportunity to comment on it.
"This is unexpected." He said, tugging at the jeweled ring. Not enough to hurt, just so she knew what he was talking about.
Sarah had opened her eyes when he stopped his traveling. She met his smirking face as he fiddled with the piece of jewelry.
"Ohhh..yeah. I should have forewarned you. I did it a while back, on a dare. My friend was getting a tattoo and asked me to go with her, and told me I never do anything daring. So of course I had to do something silly and immediately show her I could. Stupid really, but it's done now. Does it bother you?"
He gave her a fiendish little grin. "Not at all. It's rather exotic, and stimulating. You don't have any other surprises I should know hmmm?"
Sarah snickered. "That is the extent of my bravery, I'm afraid. No other piercings besides my ears, no tattoos. I'm afraid my life has been rather conventional...until now."
Jareth laughed, kissing her belly button again."I think you are incredibly brave, delicious Sarah. You are the bravest person I have ever known. Braver than even myself."
"For piercing my belly button?" Lots of people are starting to do that." She answered, sounding baffled.
"No, for facing..." He stopped, he had forgotten she wouldn't know why."For facing me." He said simply. Leaving it at that.
Sarah didn't really know what he meant exactly, but left it alone. Now was not the time to question why.
Jareth parted her legs and lay between them, nibbling at Sarah's thighs. He wanted to take his time with her, discover everything. He could smell her excitement, her scent like an exotic flower just opening to the sun.
He chose to travel down her legs. He discovered she was ticklish behind her knees, and her toenails were painted pink. She wore a silver anklet with little moons and stars on it.
Sarah was mildly surprised he did just get right to heart of things, but he instead chose to explore her body further.
He took his time getting to know every part of her body not just the ones most guys immediately went for. He tasted the flesh of her ankles, and kissed her toes. She was amazed at how erotic it was.
Finally her worked his way back up to her thighs.
He pushed her thighs open further, and tenderly touched the folds that waited for him. He ran one finger between them, and felt how wet she was. He sucked the tip of his finger, enjoying the delicacy that was his Sarah.
So exquisite. He pressed her legs up to bend at the knees, and out, to spread her further open, and laid his tongue flat against her clit, then caressed it with the tip.
Sarah's back arched and she squeaked and squirmed. "Jar...ohh uhh..." She grabbed the bedding and twisted it in her hands.
Jareth feasted on her whirling his tongue around, and suckling, then softly biting her bud while flicking his tongue over the tip. She moaned loudly, became even more moist. He found her channel with a finger and slid one in, then two. curling his finger forward, to hit just the right place inside. Her body clamped down over his fingers as he worked her into a frenzy. Her thighs pinning his head in place.
He reach up with his other hand and found a nipple, pinching and playing with it. Her hand had sought out her own breasts at the same time. She ended up clasping his wrist while stimulating her other breast on her own.
Sarah moaned louder still, and arched again. Finally she went over the edge, convulsing as she climaxed on his tongue and fingers. He lapped at her, as more of her juices flowed over his finger and onto his tongue.
Finally her body collapsed from exertion, and she was left gasping for breath, panting and covered in a sheen of perspiration.
He removed his fingers and pushed himself up. Kissing her hard, then pulled away a little. He enjoyed the dreamy look in her eyes as she looked up at him.
"You are..." she breathed and sighed."You are really good at that."
"Just worshiping your delectable body the way it should be worshiped, beloved." He answered, burying his face in her neck and sucking at her skin. "I told you I will make certain you are completely satisfied. I meant it."
"I can't argue with that." Sarah answered back. "But...I want you to be satisfied too."
He sat up a little, meeting her eyes again. "Don't even worry about that, I will be." He wiggled his brows at her, making her smile and laugh.
He thrust himself against her hip and growled, letting her know exactly what he meant.
Sarah turn on her side, pushing him back onto his. She wanted to start returning the favor. She started stroking at his chin with her tongue. She worked her way around his neck and ears, then trailed her mouth over his shoulders and chest. She found his nipples and scraped them lightly with her teeth, making him jerk a bit and gasp.
She pushed back up and buried her face in his neck. "I want to make you feel good too, Jareth." She breathed into his ear.
Chills went through his body as she spoke. He rolled onto his back, bringing her with him to lay on top.
She sat up and looked down at him. The moonlight fell across his skin. She noticed how it had a slight shimmer to it, almost magical in nature.
She began to touch him. Raking her fingers over his chest, his stomach, his arms and face. Lightly, so delicate and gentle. She had never seen a person a beautiful as him. It was almost painful how otherworldly he was. How was such beauty possible in one human? His parents must both be stunning to create such a person, she thought.
"I think you are prettier than me, Jareth." She said, grinning.
"Pretty?" He asked with feigned indignity. "I'll have you know I'm a devastatingly handsome. There is no one prettier than you, regardless." He moved his hands up her legs and grabbing her hips.
Sarah bit her lip. "Roxy is." she said, frowning. "She makes me feel like a toad."
Jareth's eyes softened. "Sarah.. let no woman ever make you feel like you are anything less than magnificent. Roxanna is the same as a million other women, trust me. I have seen many women who look exactly the same. You are unique, a one of a kind jewel in a sea of gray rock. I see only you. It will always be this way."
Sarah leaned down and kissed him passionately. "For that, my king of rock and roll, you will be richly rewarded." She got up off the bed, while he looked at her questioningly.
She held out her hand and he took it, she pulled at him." Come sit on the side of the bed." She told him. He grinned devilishly and did as she asked.
She knelt in front of him between his legs, and really looked at his erect member for the first time.
He was smooth, and silky, but hard as steel, and thick. She really was starting to wonder if she would be able to do this.
She looked up at him, he could see the question in her eyes. He stroked her hair, smiling encouragement.
She sighed. Well here goes nothing. She took him in her hands, and stroked over the tip.
He hissed and mumbled in a language she did not recognize and rolled his eyes back into his head at her touch. Yes, he had let other women pleasure him with their mouth and hands, but their memories faded away as he was touched by Sarah.
She stroked him up and down, then took the head of his rigid shaft into her mouth and licked it, tasting the drops of his fluid that gathered there. His taste was indescribable. She wanted more.
She sucked him into her mouth deeper, increasing the pressure of her hands, and massaging the sack underneath. She closed her eyes and worked him more and more. His hips thrusting up to meet her movements.
Sarah was delighted at the sounds he made, he growled and purred, moaning her name. His hands were in her hair, fingers digging into her scalp.
She couldn't take all of him into her mouth, but did the best she could, and he didn't seem to be complaining. She kept up her actions for a bit longer until he pulled himself away from her, halting her movements.
"Sarah, you have to stop, Otherwise I won't be able to stop..." He said, breathing hard and and using all his power to control himself.
She smiled up at him her eyes boring into his. "You don't have to. I want to, let me...I want to please you." She said, and took him back into her mouth and hands.
He didn't argue. He laid back onto the bed, leaning on his elbows so he could watch her work on him. His hips moving up and down, she bringing him to arch his back and close his eyes now, like he did to her earlier.
He felt himself reaching the point of no turning back, and didn't fight it. "Sarah, I'm going to.."
His downward spiral began, and she took him in. All of him. She swallowed his seed, as he held tight to her head and thrust his hips towards her moaning loudly. His back arching even further as he shuddered and his muscles contracted.
Once it was over, his whole body relaxed. He looked down and she was gently cleaning him with her tongue. She winked at him and finished, placing a sweet kiss on the tip, then crawled over him.
She laid down on flush against his body, and kissed him. He put his arms around her and held her as tightly as he could. He never want to let her go. His love.
He rolled her to the side, once again caressing Sarah all over.
Sarah was surprised to feel him growing hard again so soon. She looked down at his growing erection, then looked up into his eyes,
"You weren't kidding. Seriously, you are some kind of sex machine. It's been what 2 minutes?"
She took him into her hand, impressed.
Jareth eyes danced as he watched her play with him. "I told you, I have extraordinary stamina. Call it a special gift I've been blessed with."
He sat up and had her do the same. Then he had them turn so they were laying the long way on the bed with their heads on the pillows.
He sat back on his knees and looked at the woman laying before him. She was a goddess. She was the one he had waited to come along his whole very long life.
He flashed back to her younger self, with all the promise of the woman she grew to be. Now she was here. She was about to to be become a part of him for eternity, and he a part of her.
Sarah raised her arms up to him in invitation. His heart began to pound in anticipation. He was a bit nervous despite himself.
He got between her legs and laid down gingerly, his mouth meeting hers again.
He cupped her sex, and again used his fingers on her. He wanted to make sure she was ready and well lubricated. Not that that seemed to be an issue.
Sarah was again enjoying the feeling of him stimulating her, making her gasp again his mouth, then moan. a moan he captured with his lips.
He sat up a little, removing his finger and grasping her hips. He tilted her pelvis up to place himself at her entrance. He knew he had to be gentle at first. Especially while she was still human.
Jareth leaned down and whispered in her ear. "Wrap you arms around my neck, hang on to me. When I am fully inside, wrap your legs around me too."
Her eyes were huge and bright as she looked at him. She breathed deep and let it out, then nodded.
Jareth pushed himself in, her body opening to him. Gods, but she was tight. The feeling of her inner muscles grasping onto him and pulling him in further almost made him lose it right at that moment. He paused, gathering his control.
Sarah was breathing hard, whimpering a little. He wasn't hurting her at all , but sensation of him sliding into her, filling her, was incredible and almost overwhelming.
Her body seemed to surrender to him. As if it had been waiting for him, and him only. When he stopped she opened her eyes.
He was looking right into her face, as if to gauge her reaction.
She touched his face. "It's okay, keep going. You aren't hurting me."
He let out his breath. He didn't even realize he was holding it. He leaned into her hand and closed his eyes, then nodded.
Holding her hips in a solid firm grip, he slid himself in fully.
Sarah wrapped her legs around him and hooked her ankles at his back.
He laid down on her, his face to hers, his eyes to hers, and began to move. He thrust gently, the made little circles with his hips, to make contact with every pleasure point inside of her.
He never took his eyes from hers. He watched her eyes dilating as the pleasure began to build.
Sarah couldn't believe how he felt inside of her. She had no idea that sex could be this way ever. Already she knew more joy with him that she had even knew before with anyone.
She closed her eyes and grasped onto him harder, her fingers digging into his flesh.
Her hips beginning to grind against his as her body accommodated him. She was surprised and happy that it could. He fit her perfectly. She began moaning louder, and digging into his skin even deeper.
Something within her she was not even aware existed, caused her to put her mouth to his neck and bite down and suck his skin there, drawing blood. She had no idea why she did it. All she knew is that she want him to belong to only her. She needed to claim him. Anyone else who tried to take him away from her would be met with a wrath she could not name, and had no idea it even dwelled within her.
Jareth felt her teeth sink into the side of his neck, and it sent a shockwave through him. She had marked him, and didn't even realize what that meant for his people. Even a drop of his blood in her would start the change.
She let go of his neck and and ground her mouth against his, as his thrusting became more vigorous. groaning into his mouth.
"Jareth.." She sighed. letting the feelings overtake her.
The sound of his name drove him closer to the edge. He used his head to nudge her head up and reciprocated the marking, on instinct. She was his, always his, no one else, no one ever. He would kill anyone who tried to take her from him.
Sarah shuddered when his teeth marked her flesh. It was the most erotic sensation she had ever felt. She felt her climax beginning to build, and knew he was close too. She grabbed him again. "Harder, please.. oh god I need it harder."
The feral grin was back, his sharp teeth showing. She could see a bit of blood on them.
He growled and drove into her, no longer able to control himself as he lifted his upper body off of her and held on to her squirming thrusting lower half, and roared as he came deep inside of her. His woman. His mate. His beloved.
Sarah screamed with him, as her body clamped onto him and took all of him in. Her release seemed to go on forever.
Heat exploded from inside her where they were joined and dispersed all through her body, and his.
Their mutual orgasms faded, leaving them spent. Jareth laid back down on top of Sarah, cooing into her ear and neck.
He was grateful for the magic he had in place to keep people from hearing what went on in his bedroom. He knew he had been loud, and didn't care.
As he held her, he felt the bonding complete itself. Now no one else would even do, for either of them.
He also felt the magic that was holding her memories back. It was still there, albeit a little frayed. Soon very soon. All she had to do was say her right words, and the spell would break.
He just hoped she would understand why, and not flee from him. He knew she would be upset, probably angry, to say the least. They would get past it though. He could feel how much she already loved him. She HAD to get past it. He could not bear to let her go. Now he would not be able to let her go. Now that they had marked each other, he would always be able to find her.
He removed himself from her body, and laid down next to her. She was staring at the ceiling a bit dazed, letting her breathing return to normal.
After a few minutes she turned to face him. A satisfied smile played over her kiss swollen lips.
She traced his neck with her fingers, seeing the mark she left for the first time.
"I'm sorry about that, I didn't meant to. I hope it doesn't scar. I don't know what came over me. I'm not usually a biter. Then again I've never experienced anything quite that intense before." She said, still a bit boggled at her action.
He smiled back at her. "It will. But I don't mind. I reciprocated, in case you didn't notice."
She touched her own neck, and found the small wound. It was tender and stung.
She pulled her hand away and say her own blood, just a few drops. The wound already closing result of her taking his blood first.
She was not immortal as of yet, but being marked by one in such a way it was a good first step. She would already be stronger, and small wounds like that would heal within minutes. Her changing later on would be much easier on her now.
She laughed a little, remarking "I guess we have marked each other for life."
The thought filled her with a inexplicable feeling of happiness, of completion.
He kissed her tenderly. "Yes. For life, my precious Sarah. I agree."
He gathered her against himself. They wrapped their limbs around each other, snuggling and kissing, as they got sleepier and sleepier.
First Sarah drifted off, and Jareth relished in her soft body against his.
He closed his eyes and silently prayed to the gods that nothing would ever separate him from her, as he stroked her hair and listened to her breath and heartbeat.
Eventually, Jareth too, slept. Stubbornly still holding her tight to his body, unwilling to let her go.
Thank you TCQ! I'll take one of those margaritas! Ole! I think my muse was off cavorting with a certain Goblin King. She is a bit of a tart and loves a man with tight pants and who has a penchant for dangling handcuffs from one finger at her. The tiny Jareth in my head does that kind of stuff. Alot. Tiny Sarah and myself just shake our heads and sigh heavily. He just looks at us both and says. "What?" :D
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