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Summer Storms and Imaginary Kings	By : Jetredgirl Category: G through L > Labyrinth Views: 5486 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter 3.
In the span of a breath, the spinning stopped. Sarah's feet touched ground beneath her feet.

"We are here Sarah," Jareth said quietly "You may open your eyes." Unwrapping his cape from around her, and stepping back.

Slowly, very slowly, she did just that. First one, then the other, and turned and gasped.
They were standing upon a balcony, looking out over the Labyrinth. holding her bag tightly to herself, she stepped forward towards the stone railing. A breeze gently blew her hair away from her face, as she took it all in.
Turning her head, she noticed Jareth had removed his cape, and was in a simple outfit of a white shirt, black leggings and his boots, his trademark necklace glinting in the waning sunlight. He wore no gloves. He looked very leonine, and watched her a bit like a lion sizing up his prey.
Now, now she was nervous, not scared, she knew with all her heart this beautiful man, would never hurt her, but the way her was looking at her, she half expected him to lick his lips, and jump on her and devour her...and he would, eventually.

Jareth stalked towards her, smirking a little at her shyness. "Why are you so quiet my love? I have never known you, then or now, to be at a loss for words."
She watched as he came closer, holding her breath, wondering what to say.
He stopped next to her, placing a hand upon her arm.
"Jareth, I'm sorry." She blurted out.
He puzzled at this, his eyes going a bit blank as he asked "Sorry, for what? If you are sorry of your choice, it is too late now."

"No!" She said a little too loudly, "I mean no that isn't it, I made the right choice, I just, I wish I would have waited, you know, for you."
Understanding dawned in his eyes. "Sarah, I will not say a part of me doesn't wish the same, as it is never easy to know the one you love was touched by another...but, I am as far from an innocent as one can be, and it would be a bit hypocritical for me to judge you on simply living your life, for looking for love and affection among your own kind. I already stated though, virginity is overrated, and among my kind it is barely thought of, most here have lovers by the age you were when you first came. You are pure of heart, and that is all that matters to me. It is good you experienced all that your world had to offer, it made your choice easier."
Jareth reached for her, and turning her, cupped her face in his hands, and looked into her eyes. "Never fear that I would judge you on anything you experienced as a human in the above, I always wished to know the passion of a brief mortal life, to have to fit so much in because time is so fleeting. Only after you came here when you were a girl, did I understand why mortal lives burn out so fast. We are lucky, we will have forever to feel this way, do you know how rare that is? Only once have I heard of such a thing happening here."
Tears flowed freely down Sarah's face, onto Jareth's hands, he brushed them away, even as more came. "Jareth, my Jareth, I really do love you, with everything I am."
With that she dropped her bag and threw her arms around him, and buried her face in his neck, sobbing, but in absolute joy.

He wrapped his arms around her, holding her as tightly to himself as he could without crushing her.
Pulling back, she looked up at him, into his stormy eyes, and then softly placed her lips upon his.
He slid his hands down to clutch her waist, then down a little to the curve of her bottom, as the kisses deepened and their lips and tongues met with rising passion.
She pushed on his chest a little, pulling her lips away from his to say, with the raspy voice of desire, "Jareth, I think we should go inside."
Jareth replied, "Yes, yes I think we should." Then he bent down a little and swung Sarah into his arms, kissing her deeply again. his body already responding to her kiss.
He carried her through the opened balcony doors, and with a thought, her bag was on a chair, and the doors closed behind them, as the sun set upon the Labyrinth.
He laid her upon his bed, now their bed, and pulled back, even as she moaned in protest.
"Sarah," He started "I want you to be sure you a ready for this tonight, if you wish we can wait. Not long, but we can wait. A few days at most."

She gazed at her King with hooded eyes, and said, with a little smile, "I do not want to wait. I did not come here to wait. I do, however wish I was wearing something a little sexier than a nightshirt with cartoon characters on it." Then she giggled, and made the usually stoic Jareth grin like a fool.
"Your wish is my command, my dear." With a wave of his hand over her body, she was dressed in a silk gown of emerald green, her favorite color.
Sarah sat up a little, admiring his handiwork. "Ohhh, nice..how did you know I loved this color? Oh...and where is my underwear?"
Jareth, still grinning, said to her "I am very observant dearest, many of your aboveground clothes were this color...and as for your other question, I did not find it necessary to replace them too, as soon I will be ripping this gown off of your luscious body..why add more work than needed?" Then he wiggled his brows at her, with a smarmy look. "Your clothes are over there, on the chair with your bag."
With that Sarah laughed, and it relieved some of the nervousness she had been feeling. She reached up and wound her arms around his neck again, tugging him down to her, and met his lips with hers, feeling emboldened. "Kiss me, my imaginary king."

So he did, he kissed her with everything he had, with all the passion he had stored up for these 12 years, waiting for her to call him.
Sarah slipped her hand down and started unbuttoning his shirt, touching his chest and stomach, feeling his warm, soft skin. She moved her mouth to his neck, suckling there, making him moan and shudder. Buttons undone she pushed the shirt open, then down his arms..he shrugged it off and threw it to the floor in haste, never breaking contact with her lips, her neck, wherever his lips and tongue could reach.
He leaned over her, pushing her down with his upper half, his lower half, still in a halfway sitting position, his hands at the sides of her head. He pushed his boots off, first one, then the other, Sarah her the thumps as they hit the floor. Then he lifted himself up and lay halfway upon her, one leg between hers..and she could feel his arousal against her abdomen. His hands running up and down the sides of her body. Caressing her with his fingertips, she felt zaps of energy where he touched her bare skin.

He reached up to her shoulders, and pushed the straps of her dress down her arms, rolling it gently down her body, taking his time, kissing her chest as it was revealed to him. Then her breasts were bare to him, and he stopped, and looked upon her, admiring her delicate beauty.
"You are so very lovely, my precious Sarah, so soft, and taste so sweet. I will enjoy savoring you for eternity, learning of all your most sensitive spots, then when I am done, I will start all over again."
Sarah, was watching his face, as he held her in his gaze, and when he spoke. She was heady with longing for him, and she thought she would be shy, but was not. She was proud to be with him, that he found her desirable and could see by the way he looked at her, he meant every word.
He bent his head and took her nipple into his mouth, but watching her face, so he could see her reaction.
She gasped, and groaned, whispering his name over and over. It felt so very good, Jareth suckling her breast, biting it gently, then laving it with his tongue...oh my...she thought, feeling each suck, bite and lick go straight down between her legs and making her opening dripping wet with need. He switched and did the same for her other breast, bringing her to new heights of arousal. She had never been this close to climaxing without even having her lower half touched yet. Oh god, she thought, when we get to that point, I just might faint, him and his fucking magic tongue.
Jareth watched her arch, and moan beneath him, grinning inwardly to himself. Oh yes, my girl, you will be screaming my name many times tonight, and I am sure, I will be screaming yours. Your dreams will pale in comparison. More than anything he wanted to shred the silk and immediately thrust himself in her, but he knew it would best if she was completely sated and relaxed, the transformation would be quite intense, the more relaxed she was, the easier it would be for her to handle.

Jareth, continued pushing down the lovely silk, until it sat low upon her hips, her bellybutton just above it. He pressed his lips to her belly, kissing and licking her pale skin, He could smell her need, just below, under the silk. It was like ambrosia to him. Her hands were in his hair, then running over his shoulders and back, as she cried out his name, he could not get enough, he would never get enough, of her.
He dragged himself back up and kissed her then, deeply and long, and pulled back, looking into her eyes, a little hazy with passion.
Looking up at him, she said in a husky voice "Jareth, you make feel...I have never felt like this before, you have quite a talented tongue."
He smirked down at her. "Why thank you, my love, it's magic."
"Yeah I thought so" she replied, smiling back.
"Would you prefer me to not use magic?" he asked, pretty sure what her answer would be.
"Jareth, whatever you are doing, do not EVER stop doing it, and if this is what an eternity of sex with you is going to be like, I'm all for it."
I'm just getting started, love." He told her, his grin growing."I haven't even gotten to the best part yet."
Feeling sassy in her position, she quipped, "Well get to it, man."
Jareth, had to laugh, how he loved her fire. He bowed his head a little at her as he said, "As my Queen commands."
He sat up a little and slid back down her body, taking the gown in his hands, and ripped it down the middle, baring her lower half to him. He took a minute to take her in, her long legs, her full hips, her creamy thighs, the small vee of dark hair hiding her most precious treasure, already damp. He had heard women of the aboveground now removed their pubic hair completely, he was glad she did not, she was a woman, not a prepubescent girl, and he preferred her to look like one in every way.
She watched him look at her, a smidgeon of shyness seeping in through her boldness, because he was examining her so closely.
He looked up into her face, seeing insecurity in her green eyes, and said softly, "you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I can't stop looking at you, I want to memorize every inch, with first my eyes, then my mouth."
He looked like a god, there, shirtless, on his knees at her feet, breathing rapidly, his skin glowing in the moonlight, his hair a golden halo, his eyes blazing into hers with desire, his hands grasping green silk at her sides.., she thought, it isn't a wonder why so many humans thought these beings to be gods.
He moved then, pushing her legs apart, and kneeling between them, letting go of the remains of the gown, and sliding his hand up her legs. Lifting one leg by her ankle, he kissed, licked and nibbled her foot, her ankle, her calf, the underside of her knee, then over, up her thigh, stopping just before he reached her center. Her scent making him lightheaded. Then reaching back again, he gave the other leg the same loving attention. He then laid down on his stomach, chest pushed up a little and laid his head upon her belly, kissing and licking the soft skin there.
"I can hardly wait until you are full and round with our child, my Sarah, right here, this cradle of life. What children we will create. You will be even more beautiful, as hard as that is for me to imagine at this moment." Jareth told her, barely above a whisper.
She felt tears welling up at his words, but did not want to cry at this moment. A child. Jareth's child.
What a thought, it boggled her mind to think of it.
"Jareth, tonight , I um.. do you plan on, preventing that, or are you just going, to you know.. I mean,..I wouldn't mind if we didn't wait, if you would like, I love kids, and it would be yours, so I would only love it more."
He looked at his love with all the joy in the universe showing in his eyes. "How I would love that, my beloved, but whether I prevent it or not, there are never any guarantees conception would be immediate..that works the same way here as in the above."
She replied quietly, "Jareth, don't try to stop it, whatever happens happens okay?"
His eyes glistened with tears, as he said " I will not stand in the way of our destiny...if a child is created tonight, it will be."
He pushed himself up and kissed her gently on the lips as if to seal the pact, then went back to his previous position.
He slowly made his way down her abdomen, his tongue sliding down just to the top of her pubic hair, and paused, looking up into Sarah's eyes, he pressed his lips to her folds, tasting her damp desire.
Sarah jerked up and gasped as he slid his tongue between her labia and caressed her sweet little bud with it. circling, then sucking, letting the flow of magic increase a little, tasting her sweet fluids.
Sarah was on fire, he was driving her up a cliff with his mouth so fast, she thought she would explode. She had never had anyone make her feel this heated, this wet. The few mortal men she was with faded away to nothing, eclipsed by Jareth, her immortal king from another world who was right now making wave after wave of wanton heat shoot through her body like electric shocks.
He slid his tongue further and slipped into her opening, licking the sides of her, her juices flowing onto his tongue. He went back up and sucked on her clit some more, sliding a finger inside her, then two, pressing up to stimulate the sensitive spot on her inner wall. She tasted like the sweetest fruit, ripe, and laden with juice. He could not stop tasting her.
She was grinding her hips now, into him, hanging on for dear life, moaning his name over and over, clutching the blankets, eyes wide, nearing her orgasm.. Her body covered in a sheen of sweat,
He knew she was close, and doubled his efforts, curling his arms under her hips and then over, hand on her thighs, keeping her legs apart, as she was squeezing then against his head, holding him there, where she needed him to be.
Then she fell over the cliff, crying his name, her climax coming in waves, and he, her beloved Jareth, holding on to her, riding it out with her, giving her this sweet release.
Slowly she relaxed, eyes closed, her heart pounding in her ears, gasping for breath. Her hands in his soft hair.
"That was,...that was..oh my..Jareth, you have a gift, I must say, that was the most intense thing I've ever felt, you are truly a king in every way."
He smiled up at her, his lips and chin damp with her climax. looking into her eyes. " My pleasure." He growled, enjoying her words.
"Uh..no that was MY pleasure, but yours will be..coming..soon." She said mischievously. Winking at him.
She reached down and pulled him up to her, kissing him repeatedly and thoroughly, she could taste her release on his tongue, and it reignited her arousal. She noticed he still had his black leggings on, but could definitely feel how very hard and ready he was for her.
She wrapped her legs around him and using a little leverage, was able to flip him onto his back, her sitting astride, her center damp upon his stomach.
"Well then, my love, you seem to have me conquered and at your mercy again..whatever will you do with me?" He asked playfully.
She grinned at him, then tapped her finger on her lips. "Hmm..well, I don't know, what does one do with a king after you have conquered him? I think I should thoroughly pillage you, wear you out completely, then steal all your lovely baubles, the spoils of war, and all that." She looked around the room for the first time.
"Wow, pretty nice crib you have here Jareth. Understated, yet kingly."
Jareth was shaking with laughter, life with his Sarah would never be boring, her playfulness was infectious. He also noticed his shaking was making her naked breasts bounce in a very enticing way..mmm. He reached down and held her hips, feeling his pants becoming even more uncomfortable.
"Well Sarah, for one thing, this is our..crib(crib? he thought to himself)..,,and all my baubles you are more than welcome to. Just please leave me my armor, cape, gloves, and boots, I'm rather fond of them."
"Maybe..if you are very very good, although, you and your magic tongue have scored major points with me already." She said, leaning down and placing a kiss upon his lips. "Plus, I must admit, the only baubles I'm interested in right now are these." As she slid her hand down behind her, stroking him though his leggings. "Now, Your Majesty, I would really really like to get these off of you and get a look at what you haven't been hiding in those tight pants of yours all these years."
Jareth eyes rolled back and he sighed as she touched him, thrusting himself into her hand.
"Do what you will, my love. my baubles are yours to explore." He laid back then, putting his hands behind his head, looking truly at peace, and more like a lion than ever. She wondered if he could turn into one of those, too.
Sarah moved off of him, and tugged at the the waist of his pants, pulling them down to expose the flat plane of his stomach. She bent down and kissed him there, as he did her. Licking upward, she circled his nipples, and biting them gently, his back arched, making him growl and..purr? Hmm...interesting she thought, I like that. She moved up a little more, and nibbled on his neck, enjoying his unique, spicy taste. His energy crackled against her tongue. She kissed his chin, then his lips, but barely, before giving him her version of his smirk, and trailing her tongue back down again.
She moved down and let her tongue travel over the curve of his hipbone, over his abdomen, dipping onto his bellybutton and continuing to the other side. Then back to center, licking down the fine trail of hair leading underneath his leggings to his..baubles. She grinned at her own description of him. She sat up, admiring him. He is so fucking beautiful, she thought, how could such a being even exist? How could he be all hers? It truly was a miracle...and for this miracle I truly say, thank you and Amen, to whatever powers that be that are out there.
She reached up and and pulled his leggings down, his hips rising to help ease them off. She pulled them down his long long legs and threw them off the bed, finally, looking at him in his glory. Oh my goodness! Sarah thought as got to let her eyes wander up his legs and up to...even there, he was beautiful. His shaft was long, and thick, and perfectly shaped, especially now, fully aroused. She had seen a few naked men in her life, but they were made to look like less than nothing now.

Sarah straddled his legs at his knees, and took him in her hand. Stroking him softly, in wonder.
"Jareth, now I understand why you wore those tight pants with such bravado!: She exclaimed.
Jareth, meanwhile, had been floating on a cloud the whole time she had been exploring, loving every touch of her hand and lips,, letting her get to know his body without interference. Watching her silently with eyes flaring, but remaining passive to her. It was important she felt completely safe with him, especially while she was still human. When she was like him, she could protect herself, but right now, in his world she was incredibly fragile. She did not know or understand the true strength that lay within him, that in reality he could..but he would never hurt her. She would know soon enough, when she had it too, what was possible.
"Well, one must flaunt it, if one has it." Twisting the above saying a bit, which made her giggle.
His hips undulated a little, as she stroked him with a bit more vigor. Then she bent down and kissed the tip, licking, and tasted a bit of his fluid. Savoring the taste, it was spicy, like his skin, but a bit sweet too.
Her mouth upon him made him moan, speaking in a tongue she did not understand, but her name was in there too, so she figured it must be good. She sucked him into her mouth, then hummed a bit, which made him jump and moan louder. She then decided to just really go for it, and make him feel they way he made her feel earlier. she pleasured him with her mouth, sucking and licking his shaft like an ice cream cone, then going further down to gently caress his sack with her lips and tongue.
His hips were moving even more, and he grasped her head, and combed his fingers through her hair, reveling in the pleasure her mouth, Sarah's mouth was giving him. Women of his kind usually did not enjoy this act, he thought, they may perform it, but with nowhere near the enthusiasm of his Sarah.
Then he felt it.. "Sarah, Sarah, you must stop, I am about to..oh yes..my love.." He hissed through gritted teeth, trying to hold back, but it felt so good, and it had been so long.
She paused in her ministrations, and looked at him..."I don't mind Jareth, I really don't, I want to taste you, like you tasted me." With that, she continued on, driving him mad with desire.
In another moment of her actions, he cried out, and poured himself into her mouth, and she drank him in, his very essence, and he repeated her name over and over, like a prayer.
She crawled up his body, and laid full upon him, and rested there for a minute. Enjoying his skin fully against her for the first time. He put his arms around her and sighed deeply. Her legs were on either side of his waist, so he was pressed against her center, still hard, but relaxed against her.
His kind did not need much down time to be rejuvenated, but he wanted her to take a few minutes. Soon she would need all her strength. What he did not realize, and she would not know, that already taking his immortal seed within her, gave her added strength.
Turning them onto their sides to face each other, he pulled back a bit a looked at her, her green eyes, still and calm, with a sweet smile on her face.
You, my dear girl, are very gifted in your own right." He told her, a lazy smirk developing across his mouth. He stroked her hip and belly lightly with one hand as he spoke, the other hand caressing her cheek, and travelling over her face, her lips, into her hair.
"Mmm thank you, Your Majesty, I enjoyed it very much, myself." She replied, smiling back.
He pulled her too him then, and kissed her full lips, and let the kiss deepen, letting both their passions rise.
He rolled her then, so she was again underneath him, now pressing himself completely against her, making her gasp against his mouth at his hardness against her folds.
He reached down and stroked her bud, igniting her inner fire, Then slid two fingers in and out of her, arousing her further, being a little more aggressive, so she would be ready for him.
"Oh god Jareth, I want you now, I need to feel you inside, please.." she begged him, her need apparent.
He looked down at her, she was so beautiful, her lips red and swollen, flushed cheeks, eyes bright as they met his.
"Sarah, I want you to understand what will be happening now, you will need to hang on to me, and trust me, you will be fine, but the release you felt earlier, well, what will happen now, it will tenfold, maybe a hundredfold, of that. When it is done, you and I will be fully bonded, and you will be a part of this world forever. You will feel a separate energy from mine as well, as the Labyrinth will sense your change and send it's magic and light into you, to guide you into immortality. do NOT be afraid, I will never let you go." He said firmly, making sure she heard and accepted his promise.
She gulped a little, a bit of fear creeping in despite his words. She trusted this man though, he brought her here, he made her feel amazing and loved and safe, so she believed him completely.
He parted her legs, and slipped between them, placing himself at her opening, barely pushing in.
He took her arms and placed them around his shoulders, and said "Remember, hang on as tightly as you can, I will be right here with you, even if at some point you cannot feel me, let yourself believe with all your heart I am right with you." He looked into her eyes, and she nodded. "I love you Sarah, also with everything that I am."
"I love you too, Jareth." She said, and closed her eyes, waiting for the ground to again fall away.
He slid into her then, pushing himself in to the hilt. He groaned at the sensation of her muscles tightening around him, already trying to milk him dry. He looked down at her face as he entered her, watched her gasp, and moan his name.

He began to move, thrusting, then circling with his hips, hitting that spot inside her that

made her cry out to him.
Sarah, her eyes squeezed shut, was seeing lights explode behind her eyelids, it was more than just him inside her, although that was amazing, she felt the beginning of what he was talking about, her body starting to tingle, first her toes and fingertips then traveling down her arms and legs, like pins and needles but not painful, a feeling so intensely pleasurable it was hard to even describe what it was she was feeling.
Jareth was groaning and speaking again in a language unknown to her, it sounded like an...incantation..maybe it was, she wasn't sure, all she knew was the tingling was intensifying, feeling like something was trying reach inside her and pull her soul out...but she could still feel him. Jareth, on top of her, holding her tightly to him, moving inside her, His face buried in her neck. Speaking in that rhythmic tone. She put everything into focusing on him, only him.
Jareth was trying to say the spell as it should be said, every second it was getting harder and harder to concentrate his energy, but he HAD to. For her, this was for her. He shook it off, and focused his will. Another few lines, and it will be done, then he can concentrate on her, and let go and be in the moment.
Sarah was burning up, she felt so hot, she must have been sweating profusely, she could not really tell. She felt like she was going numb from the intense heat, and she knew what Jareth had been talking about, if was hard to feel him there. She made herself concentrate, and kept saying to herself, "Jareth is with me, Jareth is holding me, he will not let me go, I believe, I believe." She no longer heard the rhythmic chant, but he was growling and groaning in her ear, saying her name.
The spell was done, and Jareth was glad of it, now he could lose control, and be fully with her.
He grabbed her hips, and thrust as hard as he could without injuring her delicate parts. The sooner she came, the better. He focused his energy and went inside her, in search of hers.
Between the heat, and the feeling like she was being electrified, all Sarah could do was hang on to him. She felt something else then, a cool sensation, trying to sooth her heated body and spirit, that must be the Labyrinth's energy she thought, trying to focus. Feeling it helping her pushing her up, and up.
"Don't fight it Sarah, let go, follow me, my love, follow me." She heard in her ear.
Like a hand in the darkness, she felt his energy take hold of hers, and pull. She felt the cool energy from behind pushing her.

Then she screamed and leapt into his arms...and they went over the edge together.
Jareth felt her lurch against him, and felt her energy connect to his fully, just as his release hit, and felt her insides tighten and clamp around him, and she was climaxing too, and he gasped with the feeling of it, he could feel her release as clearly as his own, his eyes widened and he cried out with her. He could feel the cool light of the Labyrinth receding, and he silently thanked it, knowing it heard him, feeling it's joy at it's new Queen's presence.
Sarah slowly came back to herself, eyes opening, feeling her blood rushing around, her breath heavy and raspy. She looked up, and looked into his eyes, and felt him. not just his body, but almost like she could read his mind, but not quite. She stilled and explored this feeling. She felt the love pouring from him, and realized she had no idea the extent of it, before. She started to cry, and hugged him to her, and said over and over,"I love you, I love you, I love you.."
He held her, and was a bit confused, he felt her joy, but there was sadness there too, and this he was not quite understanding.
"Sarah, I know, my love, are you alright? I love you too, why are you crying?"
She opened her eyes and pulled away, looking at him through her tears. " I didn't know...you were alone so long, and all these years, you waited for me..what if I never called? I didn't know Jareth, how much you, you loved me all this time...feeling it now, is a bit overwhelming."
He sat up a little, pulling her up with him, and placed his hands upon her shoulders. Looking at her in the face, making her meet his eyes. "Sarah, you must not dwell on that, we are together now, and for always. If you let yourself fall into the trap of "what if.." you will drown in sorrow. As an immortal, you must let all of that go now, and be happy.
She nodded, then paused..."wait, it's done, I'm like you now?"
"Yes, it is done." he said, letting a full blown grin of pure joy cross his features. "you are here and we are now fully bonded..what you feel is my emotions, I will teach you, how to dampen them with your magic, so we don't overwhelm each other." "We can save that for when we are intimate..it's not necessary in our day to day life to know each other's every feeling. I will first need to teach you how to protect yourself, and then how to move through worlds and place to place here as well."
" I do feel...different, like I'm electric..is that magic?" She asked him.
"It hasn't settled quite yet, it will take a couple of days, but yes that is what that feeling would be...you get used to it."
"The chanting, was that a spell?" she asked.
"That would be the bonding spell, I will say I am glad I only had to use it once." He replied, sounding relieved, and tired.
"Hey Jareth...he looked at her, raising his eyebrow, what for her to finish. "We are still naked here."
He laughed then, her comment breaking the seriousness of all that had just happened. Still his Sarah, immortal or not, which is good, he would not want her any other way.
"So we are.." He said "what would like to do about that? Would you like some clothes?"
"Not right now, particularly, I think it should be a castle policy, the King and Queen must be naked at all times in their own bedroom., and unless the goblins want to be traumatized for life, they are not allowed in here."
"Sounds good to me Precious, I can agree to that, I think you are rather fetching naked."
"You are not so bad yourself, Your Majesty." She said back, winking at him.
"Oh my girl, what am I going to do with you." Jareth said as he put his arms around his Queen.
"I can think of alot of things," she told him, letting him pull her into his arms.
"Well, right now my wife, I think a good rest is in order, for both of us. We will have a busy time starting tomorrow, you must get to know your subjects, who, I warn you will be very...enthusiastic at your return. You are a hero to them you know, a legend here. They are also quite likely to craft your likeness out of cheese..they did that for me once, there was a rumor it was my birthday."
Jareth laid down, and laid her next to him, she snuggled against him, her head upon his chest..she was also snickering at the idea of a statue of him made out of cheese..it kind of fit, in a weird way.
She would never tell him that. Maybe it was the hair.
"She shimmied up a bit and kissed him, and asked "how old are you anyway?"
He opened one eye and looked at her, then closed it again. "Old." he said. "Very old..and I am tired, and need my rest. My young wife will wear me out one of these days, and take my baubles."
"I love you Goblin King," she grinned at him, "I think I like your baubles where they are."
He opened his eyes then. "I love you Sarah..now rest, I'm sure any and all questions can be answered tomorrow. Sleep well."

"Sweet dreams!" she said back and he laughed a little at her irony.
"Indeed" he said, as they both closed their eyes and fell into a deep, much needed sleep.
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Summer Storms and Imaginary Kings