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I Became Queen	By : jinx1764 Category: G through L > Labyrinth Views: 6857 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Labyrinth, don't make any money, this is a work of fanfiction.

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I floated in a place without boundaries, without a sense of up or down like negative gravity. Only a blinding grayness met my eyes, I couldn't see any details and tried reaching out but felt nothing solid within reach.

"Hello?" I spoke aloud; the misty grayness swallowed my voice.

'Sarah.' His voice...his voice...drifted to my ears through the dry mists. I wanted to understand where I was, how I got here.

"Goblin King!" I yelled to the gray and flailed about, my body pinwheeling. "What have you done? Where am I?"

'Not yet...not yet...soon, my precious thing...soon..." His sinister voice whispered through the weird fog and then my body crashed into itself...

I woke up on the couch in the breakroom with both Lisa and Brian hovering over me. I jerked away from Brian's proximity before I realized his eyes were both their normal brown color and looking upon me with extreme worry.

"Sarah," Brian said in a slightly breathless voice. Even his voice was back to normal, the lilting accent gone. "You're awake! Oh my God are you okay?" He knelt on the floor next to the couch while Lisa sat on the couch's edge.

"What happened?" Lisa asked over Brian's question. I sat up against Lisa's protests and rubbed my eyes, glancing around the breakroom to make sure everything appeared normal�it was, for now.

"I don't know." I told them and I was telling the truth mostly for at the time I didn't understand the Goblin King's actions.

"I called an ambulance; they should be here any minute." Lisa told me and I shook my head to the negative.

"No...Not another ambulance. I don't need to go to the hospital." I insisted fiercely. There wasn't anything a doctor could do for me and I couldn't afford more hefty medical bills.

"But Sarah..." Lisa started but I interrupted her with another refusal and I watched Lisa nod once before walking away to pick up the phone and speak into the receiver for a couple of minutes while Brian stayed kneeling by my side.

"You sure you shouldn't see a doctor?" Brian asked me while I watched Lisa.

"Definitely...nothing a doctor can do for me. Thanks, but I'll be okay." I stated confidently with a note of resignation in my voice. Brian must have noticed because he gave me a funny look mixed with compassion and the urge to kiss him overwhelmed me. You may think this odd considering what I saw in his visage a short while earlier but his appearance had returned to normal and I sincerely wanted to know this man, like a book once begun you're compelled to finish. Brian reached out slowly and caressed my cheek, pursing his lips a bit.

"I'm worried about you, Sarah. You looked like you had a seizure and now you refuse to see a doctor?" He skeptically asked, his mildly calloused hand brushing softly across my face sending delightful shivers over my skin. I couldn't keep his intense gaze and dropped my eyes. Brian was years older than me and I liked that, likely due to my father issues.

"I'll be fine, promise." I answered pressing the palm of my hand to his hand still against my face.

"Well...we're not going out tonight." He stated even as I sputtered in disappointment, "But..," He added quickly at my irate reaction, "I'll escort you home, make sure you're safe and if you want we can order a pizza and maybe...stay in for a bit." He suggested and I liked that idea even better.

"I'd like that." I replied gifting him with a dazzling smile and I watched his eyes turn a tad bit feral. Men...in the end they're all tempted but which ones succumb...well we'll see. Lisa returned with a mild scolding look informing me she'd canceled the ambulance and I thanked her. Once she learned of our new plans she switched from merely visually scolding me to outright verbally but I was an adult, even if I was a young one and her friend, and she could do little to dissuade me.

Brian and I left the bar and he escorted me home by way of driving me in his new Mustang. I might've fallen for him then and there if I'd been a vain and shallow woman as he knew how to handle the 8-cylinder beast. My skin tingled and sparks chased each other ending at my puckered and harden nipples which rubbed almost painfully against the fabric of my bra. Entranced, I watched Brian's strong, well shaped hand shift gears and the g-forces of acceleration shoved me deep in to the leather bucket seat. The familiar dampness I hadn't felt since high school trickled into my panties and for the life of me I couldn't remember why I'd kept my virginity because at that precious moment all I wanted was to fuck this man senseless.

"You alright, Sarah?" He asked me, his voice a bit husky and I swear I saw his nostrils flare as if he smelled my arousal.

I tilted my head towards him as it rested on the seat, "Fine...great..." I mumbled allowing the raw lust flowing through me to sweep me away, fill the void inside me. I'd never felt this level of passion before and I wanted it to never stop.

"How about we go to my place instead..." He suggested tentatively, his brown eyes wary. "You did mention you rent a room...my place isn't far and would be more...private."

I sighed at the thoughts his ideas generated, "Sure...as long as there's still pizza." I replied light-heartedly and Brian chuckled and grinned as his hand stretched out and rested on my bare thigh as my skirt had ridden up. My skin tingled and his hand was warm. God it felt good. We drove awhile longer; I barely paid any mind to the direction, until Brian pulled into a long driveway leading to a moderate but very nice private home. I tried to remember what his profession was but that detail slipped my memory. He parked, walked around, opened my door for me, and assisted me out of his car as a true gentleman.

I followed him into his home where he clicked on the lights and offered me a glass of wine, his voice hesitant, almost shy. It occurred to me then that he was nervous regarding the intentions for the evening and I didn't want him to be nervous; I wanted this. For some inexplicable reason I wanted this more than anything else. Maybe it was my never ending quest for normalcy, or love, or acceptance even though I'd figured out that sex wasn't love even at that tender age. I just knew that it was important that I do this...do him...to be blunt.

We were finishing our first glass of red wine and sitting on his couch. Brian had lit a few candles and we'd chatted about inconsequential topics as the alcohol warmed our blood and lowered our inhibitions. Although mine were severely low already I suspected his needed lowering a bit more. Despite appearances Brian seemed a nice man and I didn't feel as though he were taking advantage of me, more like I was taking advantage of him really. I was the first to kiss him, to lean forward and run my tongue along his full, masculine lips. He responded quick enough, grasping my shoulders and pulling me to him but not roughly, his tongue twisting with mine and the slick heat igniting a wondrous urge low in my pelvis. I swung my leg over his straddling him as he reclined on his couch and ground my core covered with my already soaked panties into his hardened manhood which I could feel twitch inside his pants.

"Sarah," Brian murmured in my ear pulling his lips from mine and trailed them down my neck, his hands roaming over my back and buttocks pulling me tightly into his lap, "God, Sarah, you're so gorgeous." I heard Brian's voice tell me from far away as my vision and hearing dimmed; I felt myself separate.

'Sarah...Sarah...' The Goblin King called me and I responded as I must, as I always must. Opening my eyes I saw that I was standing in that same gray mist but now the mist provided substance enough for a ground and I was wearing my same outfit. 'Sarah', I heard him clearly, more clearly than ever before and my heart skipped a beat, whether from fear or lust I didn't know at the time. I squinted my eyelids and spun around searching for him in the dim light and my vision zeroed in on a dark clad figure pushing through the numinous fog. Tendrils of gray clung to him momentarily before parting diffidently before closing in behind him; the Goblin King ruled here, wherever here was.

"Sarah," He spoke my name from real lips, striding towards me confidently his horrific cloak swirling around him and his platinum, wispy hair floating about his coldly handsome face.

"Goblin King." I addressed him formally as I'd always done and forced myself to stand upright to face him but my courage nearly failed me when he stopped only a few feet to my front. My breathing sped up and my heart wanted to thrum from my chest; I refused to show him my fear, I'd beaten him before I'd do so again whatever this new game. His magical eyes glittered with inner fire, contrasting with the oppressive black of his armor. "What do you want from me?" I managed to spit out, holding my ground. He smiled exposing his sharp teeth and I shivered ever so slightly feeling my traitorous body respond lustily. The way his stance shifted I suspected he knew of my dilemma and the tip of his pointed tongue licked the edge of his teeth as his gaze swept my now adult figure.

"Want? Why...I want so many things from you." He replied, his silken voice hinting at dark pleasures. He stepped closer, "But first I want you to call me Jareth, not Goblin King. It's much more personal and since my business with you is...personal...I prefer it." His request sounded more of a demand and my immediate response was to refuse.

"I don't have any business with you, Goblin King!" I jutted my chin definitely and his eyes flashed for a moment before he stepped closer still until he stood nearly nose to nose with me. I was resolute.

"Perhaps," He said drawing the word out in a single growl, "But I have business with you and you do well to heed me, else the business will be torture rather than pleasure." He was so close I could smell him, practically touch him and the effect on my libido was instantaneous. Faint thoughts of Brian filtered into my consciousness and made me want to fight the Goblin King's thrall of desire.

"You have nothing that I could find pleasurable." I taunted and realized a second too late it was unwise of me when he grabbed my shoulders, spun me around, and shoved me roughly into a wall which he materialized precisely for the purpose of tormenting me. His entire body pinned me to the wall, one of his arms bracing my shoulders so firmly that I had to turn my face quickly else my nose would've been broken and my cheek bruised against the hard, flat plane. I thrashed my arms wildly for purchase to fight him off, cursing him and cussing but the Goblin King thrust his lower torso firmly to me and hissed into my ear.

"Are you so sure about that, my Precious Thing?" And I heard a strangeness in his voice which I'd not heard before. Then his lips and tongue were at my neck applying open mouth kisses where his other hand pulled away my hair and I felt myself grow wet below. Oh God...what was he planning to do with me? The thought thrilled and frightened me; I squirmed trying to loosen his grip.

"Ah-ah...not so soon, my Sarah...and you are my Sarah." He proclaimed as his free hand reached under my skirt, his leather gloved hand caressing my leg starting at my knee and quickly working its way up to my buttocks where he kneaded and grasped at the flesh through my underwear.

"Please...Goblin�"I started to say but he shoved me harder into the wall and responded in anger that I was to call him Jareth before ripping my satin panties away exposing me to his seeking hand and I clenched my legs tight.

"Open for me, Sarah." He commanded his voice impatient.

"No," I sobbed and shook my head as best I could with the restraint.

"I swear if you cooperate I will give you only pleasure. Defy me and it will be pain." His dark voice threatened and his hand gripped my bottom so hard I knew there would be bruises. I refused to cooperate, he was going to rape me and I refused to help him. "Very well, stubborn girl." He said with a trace of amusement before I felt strong forces grip my ankles and yank my legs apart so fast I feared I'd split like a wishbone causing me to cry out at the sharp pain. "I did warn you." He chided with a laugh. Then his leather hand returned now that I lie completely exposed beneath my skirt. I don't know why he didn't rip that away as well, perhaps he liked the challenge. His fingers...OhmyGodhisfingers...found my most private area and rapidly worked on me. To my shame I was sodden with lust and his fingers, first one then two then three entered my ready canal and I moaned as he pumped his fingers in and out of me.

"That's right, my Sarah. Give yourself to me." He whispered in my ear and began thrusting his pelvis into my backside in time with his hand and I could feel something else hard that couldn't possibly be armor. My legs quivered, my muscles barely supported me as my orgasm approached. His arm pushed my shoulders harder into the wall and it should've hurt but it made my nipples graze my bra edge and the tease was exquisite. He must've sense my heightened pleasure because his thrusts became more forceful.

"You like it rough don't you? Say my name, Sarah." He said gruffly, his mouth next to my ear and the torture was acute, I moaned again trying to resist his command. "I know you want to obey, say it!" He commanded again and bite my ear until I felt warm liquid spill. So close, I was almost there but he was expert at holding me back. I barely opened my mouth and whispered.

"Jareth..." As soon as I let his name fly from my lips for the first time he granted me release. His thumb swiftly entered my anus and within seconds I screamed as the strongest orgasm I'd ever experienced in my life until then seized my body. He held me up with his own body smashing me to the wall. I cried out his name again and he thrust into my back so firm and deliberately with a deep grunt that I suspected he came as well. As soon as my pleasure ended Jareth, for he was forever Jareth to me now, withdrew his hands and support from me, allowing me to crumple at his feet like a marionette without a master. I struggled to look up at him. He looked down at me his expression holding a mix of compassion and contempt before his eyes shifted his gloved hand which recently had been inside of me. He brought it to his mouth and licked it clean, his tongue flitting between his fingers and I couldn't help but imagine his tongue inside of me, between my folds and I moaned again and shuttered.

"Yes...you're my Sarah aren't you?" He stated as he crouched down to even our gazes and grasped my chin roughly with the same hand which assaulted me; I smelled myself mingled with his leather. Ever defiant again I refused to answer but he must've seen the truth in my eyes because he smirked before heaving my face from him as if in disgust and stood. He towered over me, his power casual and yet so pervasive.

"One other request, my Precious Thing," He declared leaving to doubt that it was not a request, nonchalantly straightening his gloves finger by finger. "No one else...no man...no woman, touches what is mine. Am I understood?" I tried to nod and he seemed to sense my compliance. "Excellent, if you defy me in this you will not like the results, this I swear." His last words were spoken with a wicked passion which enflamed me, God help me. He bowed gracefully from the waist, his cloak fluttering in the non-existent breeze. "Until we meet again, my Sarah." And he vanished with the shifting mists; I closed my eyes and collapsed.

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