Dreams beneath the surface | By : Dags Category: G through L > Labyrinth Views: 3810 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Sarah's sharp intake of breath she took while still pressed to the refrigerator in her kitchen now echoed in the stone hallway of Jareth's castle. She looked around quickly to each side, noticing the large wooden double doors across from her in the process. Her heart beat rapidly, pumping a rush of adrenaline and sharpening her senses.
She had been tricked. Jareth had always been cruel and dishonest... why had she forgotten so quickly? Now she was back in the Underground, most likely against her will...
Where is Jareth? she thought, violently trying to oppose the fleeting half-second of sadness passing through caused by his absence.
"J-jareth?" His name stumbled quietly over her tongue and fell flat on the cold ground, the sound of her voice not traveling more than a few inches ahead of her.
"Missing me already, my love? It has only been ten seconds since you saw me last."
She turned slowly, trying to keep her cool instead of panicking. He was standing behind her, leaning casually against the gray, rough stone. He had a smug smile on his face as he gazed at her, arms crossed lazily over his chest.
"What's going on, Jareth?" Sarah questioned, keeping her voice steady and level despite the loud beating of her heart.
"I asked if I could take you. You said yes." He laughed as her eyes widened.
"Oh, my dear Sarah. Did you think I meant something else? Something naughty, perhaps?"
Her face flushed, but she took a step forward.
"You tricked me. I'd like to go home." Her voice was strong and assertive.
"It is not my fault if you didn't understand the question, Sarah. Besides..." he moved closer to her, closing the proximity quickly. Sarah could smell him... the aroma was divine; a mixture of smells she couldn't place among one that she could-- peaches. He was inches from her now.
"It seems to me that not more than a minute ago you were quite content with my company. Am I wrong, Sarah dear?"
He said her name so often, but it always caused her to flood with joy-- a joy she tried to push down now as it rose again in her stomach. He WAS right... she was intoxicated by his presence. But she was not one to delve out her trust, especially to someone she was attracted to-- and Jareth was capable of far more damage and danger than anyone she had ever wanted to be with. She avoided his gaze, but felt his face inching closer and closer.
"I was, but--"
Jareth's hands grasped the sides of her abdomen with just enough pressure to be suggestive. She glanced up and was taken aback by the love in his eyes, his face now half a foot away from hers.
"Sarah, I want you here. I know you want it too. Why fight me?"
Sarah once again tried to speak, but Jareth's nose now brushed hers, nuzzling it gently a few times before letting his lips hang in the air a breath away. Sarah closed her eyes and reveled in the electricity she could feel in the air between them. Her lips parted just as he closed the gap, and she felt her tension release as he kissed her with a tenderness she had never experienced.
Her mind, clouded with lust, fought back weakly with questions as they kissed.
Why me? He pulled her abdomen tightly to his own...
Why now? One hand was now on the back of her head, the kiss becoming more passionate...
Is this a dream? He softly bit her lower lip while slowly lifting her shirt over her stomach...
I have no idea what this man is capable of!
In a fast, jerking motion, she pulled back and stepped away, breathing in deeply to clear her mind.
"No. Stop. I will not be tricked so easily. Why am I here, and when can I leave?"
Her calm and logical tone surprised even her, but Jareth hid his surprise well-- despite being taken aback.
"Well, well." His expression turned cold. "You are still immune to my charms after all these years. Pity." He moved forward, his legs as fluid as water. The movement was so simple, and yet so graceful-- Sarah forgot to move away in response.
He brushed her cheek in tender contrast to the ice in his stare. A chill ran down her spine.
"MY Sarah. Mine." He seemed to lose himself in her eyes for a glimpse of a second. "Do you really not know? Do you have any semblance of an idea how long I've waited for you to be here?" He leaned in, kissed her softly, and continued, whispering into her lips. "How many plans I had to execute?"
Sarah realized she was backed up against the wall and panicked. She bit down on Jareth's lip hard, expecting him to recoil in pain. He instead deepened the kiss, pressing her harder against the wall. Sarah tried in vain to escape.
"I see you are still not entirely willing to be here, Sarah my love. Unfortunately," he pulled back, grinning a sharp and terrifying smile, "you wished yourself away. You are mine."
Without warning he was gone. Sarah felt waves of fear and shock run through her as she realized she was no longer in the hall, but in a small room. The only furnishing in sight was a bed, fit for someone no larger than a child. Jareth's voice was in her ear, soft, sweet, and menacing.
"Let me know when you decide you want to sleep in a more... luxurious bed."
Sarah looked around but the Goblin King was nowhere to be found. She sunk to the floor and sobbed into her knees, knowing she would never return home again.
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