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I Became Queen	By : jinx1764 Category: G through L > Labyrinth Views: 6856 -:- 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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A few days passed, I worked my shifts at the bar and the coffeehouse and my life seemed normal except as Jareth stayed away but so did Brian. However, my body felt increasingly stranger and not just because of the uncontrollable lust. I felt...almost...transformed...but that was crazy...right?
Even as my personal life complicated my professional life eased as interactions with people became easier and simpler every minute of each day and the void all but disappeared, especially after time spent with Jareth. Why?
At the end of one of my coffeehouse shifts Brian stopped by to check on me. We sat drinking coffee for awhile just talking; I realized how much I missed his sweetness. I had wanted to call him since our last meeting but my fear of Jareth and for Brian's safety kept me from it. But sitting there, facing him on the loveseat, his soft eyes gazing at me I forgot to be afraid and wanted to enjoy him...all of him. We spend a few hours after my shift just talking about ourselves and our lives, getting to know one another better. And when he offered to drive me home again obvious hope floating in his eyes, I readily accepted.
A short while later we sat in front of my home in a vaguely uncomfortable silence. I knew Brian didn't want to pressure me but his keenness to be near me was so palpable as to be an aura. "You want to come inside for a bit?" I asked hopefully throwing my cares to fate. Damn Jareth, I'd live my life on my terms.
"I'd love to." Brian answered putting his sports car in park and zipping around to my door like the gentleman he was. We went inside and I introduced him to Mrs. Scott who frown a bit before offering us coffee which we declined. I cited that we'd already enjoyed coffee at my work but thank you anyway. Mrs. Scott didn't seem offended but I don't think coffee was her main concern; I knew she worried for me after what I'd confided to her. I gave her a reassuring smile to rely that this man was the safe one not the dangerous one and Mrs. Scott nodded calmly and returned to her private study.
Brian and I retired to my bedroom, the window long since repaired with floral curtains added for privacy. We stared at one another for a few moments before mutually pouncing. His lips were hot on my own, his tongue talented and bringing my lust to quick response. I yanked on his shirt, pulling it from his jeans until I could run my hands over his bare chest and I felt his groan in my hands. Brian picked me up and carried me to my unmade bed, gently tossing me upon it, his mouth never leaving mine. I wrapped my legs loosely around his waist; he rubbed his palm firmly across my private heat through my cotton work pants and my slickness increased, I pushed my pelvis against his hand.
"Brian," I moaned into his mouth and he rubbed harder until he must've felt my moisture soak through the thin cotton. His mouth traveled down my neck and cleavage reaching my breasts where he nipped at my taut peaks through the equally thin cotton shirt and sports bra. Uh-I gasped and thrust my chest closer to his mouth, running my hands through his brown hair. God, I wanted him. But it was more than just physical attraction and it wasn't just that I liked him; for some reason it seemed vital that I give myself to him as soon as possible. I didn't understand it at the time...I do now.
"Sarah, Sarah..." Brian murmured into my shirt before his entire body stiffened and he pushed upright on his hands to stare down at me vacantly. His voice changed to a silken tone.
'I warned you, Sarah mine.' Brian said woodenly with Jareth's vicious voice then Brian collapsed unconscious trapping me beneath him. I stifled my scream and pushed Brian off of me then scrambled back to him and checked for a pulse. His body was rigid and still but there was a strong pulse at his neck and he was breathing.
"Oh my God, what've I done? Jareth!" I hissed not wanted to bring Mrs. Scott into this as well. "Jareth?" I considered wishing for his presence but didn't want to worsen our circumstances.
'Sarah.' His voice said from the window, I turned, lunged forward the few feet and pulled back the curtains, and there he floated inside the glass again, just like the first night I saw him.
"What did you do to him?" I accused and stalked closer to the glass.
His reflection shrugged, 'I did warn you yet you persist on defying me at every turn.'
"Release him from whatever spell he's under." I demanded my courage and outrage rising.
'Make me.' He taunted.
"What? How?" I stammered, flustered at his teasing tone
'Come to me, my Precious Thing." Jareth grinned and held out his hand inside the window glass.
"What do you mean? I'm not returning to the Underground with you." I hedged glancing at the rigored Brian on my bed.
'I wouldn't dream of stealing you away against your will.' He taunted. 'Come to me where we last met, convince me here and that will satisfy me...for now.' Jareth said and his words were like a lion's purr sparking off my memories of what he'd done to me, what I desired, and a surge of lust curdled in my core. I moan aloud and watched as Jareth's eyes burned. 'Come to me, Sarah, convince me and I will release him.' I swallowed my fear and stepped forward touching his 2-dimensional hand with my real one and linking one blink and the next I was in the misty grayness again standing next to Jareth and holding his hand. He was dressed in his usual black attire and I felt the odd dichotomy of my silly coffeehouse uniform in contrast to his dark sensuality.
"Ah, Precious Thing, so stubborn but then you wouldn't be so important to me if you weren't." He said in a light, jovial tone and I nearly forgot I hated him at that moment when he smiled at me. I was important to him, interesting.
"Where are we?" I asked instead knowing he would never give away such valuable information but hoping to take advantage of his good mood. He glanced around the mists and motioned his free arm widely indicating the strange fog.
"This is everywhere and nowhere, it is in-between and outside, underneath and overhead. It is naturally existing and yet created by me therefore I hold dominion here." He replied mysteriously.
"That makes no sense." I said sarcastically and noticed that he still held my hand and I hadn't really wanted to let go.
He smiled thinly at my cheeky answer, "It makes perfect sense to those who understand the question."
"Excuse me?"
"Onwards to business, shall we?" He said pleasantly but his eyes were anything but. "You disobeyed, Sarah mine, how will you convince me to release poor Brian else he exist as a shell of himself?" I dropped his hand as if it were a branding iron.
"What do you want?" I asked coldly, my eyes never leaving his.
"I want many things from you. The question presently is what will you give me?" He moved forward into my personal space but refrained from touching me. What would I give him? I had nothing of monetary value and really I already knew he lacked interest in such things, especially from me. Obviously, his desires were of a dominant, sexual nature...what could I give him that wouldn't be too...much?
I closed the distance between us, placed my hands on the breastplate of his black armor and stretched upwards, wrapping my arms around his neck and kissed him fully on the lips. He didn't respond initially but once I slipped my tongue along his lips and coaxed my way in he opened and ravished my mouth more fully than I'd ever been kissed before. My entire body sung with hot yearning. Just when I needed to stop for air Jareth grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled me from him so hard that several strands were yanked from my scalp. I yelped in pain and tried to pull away but he held fast.
"I know you can perform better than that. One measly kiss won't satisfy my needs. What else are you willing to give for your sweet Brian?" He sneered and I wanted to score my nails down his face.
"Fuck you, Jareth!" I snapped.
"Sarah, I wouldn't use such terrible words if I were you, if gives me such ideas!" Still holding me by my hair with one hand, Jareth reach out with his other and ripped my shirt open and my bra away in one swipe exposing my breasts and my already hardened nipples. I hated him, I hated him so much and yet my body craved him. With his other hand he pinched one of my peaks until I jumped from the pain and seized the other with his mouth, his tongue swirling and teasing gently, flicking repeatedly over the tip and driving me mad with lust. My hands pushed at his shoulders, I might as well have pushed at the proverbial immovable object. "What will you give me, Sarah?" He said looking up from my chest and I could barely meet his eyes with my own as he still held my hair tightly.
"Uh...uh..."I could barely think for the mix of pain and pleasure than an idea surfaced. I stopped wiggling and fighting him and reached my hands out for him again only this time I touched his groin unsurprised to find him rock hard through his leather pants. I fumbled blinding with the unfamiliar fastenings but once he understood my plan he released my hair and assisted me until he stood naked from the waist to his knees. The first time I saw his manhood naked and erect I wanted to faint, whether from fright or excitement I'd prefer not to examine but Jareth in all his glory was magnificent and my core dripped just thinking about taking him inside of me. However, I wasn't ready for that no matter how much lust he inspired in me. I still knew nothing of his plans and needed to free Brian. Another bargaining chip was in my purse. I went to my knees, my face even with his glorious cock and wrapped my hands around the shaft.
"Yes...yes! I like this much better, my Precious Thing." He hissed as I took his hardened length inside my mouth, swirling the tip of my tongue around the head and into the slit tasting his early essence. Part of me wanted to gag and yet part of me loved it, the way he felt in my mouth, the sounds he made as I started to deep throat his impressive length and girth. I was grateful for my limited high school practice that I might save Brian. Jareth clenched my hair again and pushed my head towards him while he thrust into my mouth forcefully; I practically choked, he never broke stride. His grunts, growls, and groans the only indication he was even aware of my presence. I really was his precious thing.
"Ugh...Sarah...my Sarah..." He thrusts increased and I knew to expect his ejaculation very soon, I wasn't disappointed. Jareth came in my mouth, thrusting and pumping, heedless of my needs and refused to release my head until I'd squeezed every last drop from his engorged penis. Usually I preferred not to swallow but in this case I did my best to please him as Brian's life depended upon Jareth's whims. As before he released me suddenly with a yank at my hair I fell backwards to the foggy ground in shock, Jareth's thick come dribbling from my lips and onto my still naked breasts.
Jareth tucked himself in and fixed his pants before meeting my stunned gaze. "You did very well, Sarah. I'm pleased." He actually sounded sincere and I wasn't sure how to take that. I pushed myself into a sitting position trying not to look at his eyes.
"Ummm...thanks..." I mumbled and wished for a glass of water in my thoughts. Jareth tilted his head at me, a look of consideration on his face than snapped his fingers and presented me with a glass of water.
"Your wish is my command." He offered the glass to me which I eagerly accepted, rinsing and spitting several times before finally drinking normally. Jareth watched me without expression; me sitting upright the fog swirling around me, him standing upright looking down. "My I provide anything else for you, my Precious Thing?"
I gave him a stern glare. "You can free Brian." This nice routine gave me the freaks.
"Before I do that I'm afraid I must have your promise that you'll not engage with him again in any manner." Jareth stated firmly. "I made my wishes on this matter very clear."
"What do you care? What do you want from me?" I yelled standing up to confront him and I threw the glass at him, he swatted it away, his eyes blazing and he grabbed my hair again jerking me face to face and slapped my cheek with his other hand. My face burned where his hand impacted and the skin heated and stung. I thought about shaving my head first chance I got and wanted to scream in frustrated rage.
"I have marked you, Sarah mine, since your first step in my Labyrinth. Since your last step when you won. You are destined to be Queen of the Labyrinth and I'll not have you sullied by any other—male or female. You are mine and you will give yourself fully and completely to me!" Jareth railed, his face inches from mine and his fingers vicious in my tresses.
"I'm not yours, you can't control me!" I kicked and clawed at him but he only laughed keeping me close.
"Silly chit, you did this to yourself." He mocked and laughed at me.
"What?" I shrieked he blamed this on me?
"When you declared your will as strong, your kingdom as great, you declared yourself my equal. You defeated me at my own game but what you fail to understand is that the game was never about collecting children. The game was always about finding a worthy Queen." Jareth played with my breasts and he nuzzled my neck with his lips, his grip on my hair slackening. "And you, my Sarah, my Precious Thing, you're the only Champion...the only woman worthy of being declared Queen of the Labyrinth. In all my centuries of waiting only you are found worthy, I should think you'd be flattered." He rolled my nipple in his gloved fingers, the other hand still holding my head but no longer restraining me as I relaxed in his embrace at this shocking news. An aching started between my legs as he continued to fondle my breasts. Queen? Could this be true? Be then why all the subterfuge and terrorizing? I asked him, better to be blunt while he was in the mood to answer questions.
"Ah...well...crossing between realms isn't as easy as it used to be. My magic is as powerful as ever but without the game's magic to support the crossing any longer it takes a certain amount of heightened emotions...as it were." He replied and I suspected there was more to the answer than he wanted to give but I contented myself with this nugget for now.
"Jareth, you're telling me the truth? You deliberately left the book for me to find years ago? You want me as Queen?" I heard how shy my voice sounded. Could I really be considering this outlandish concept? My life was finally improving and I liked Brian immensely.
He kissed me, ravished my mouth, "Yes, yes!" He answered, his eyes glowing fiercely.
"Would I be able to see my friends again?" I was eager to know what happened to them since I was no longer able to contact them.
"That would be up to you. It would be within your power to do so." He replied vaguely and I wondered his answer.
"But they're alright?"
"In the bloom of health, you couldn't imagine them more perfectly, my Sarah." Jareth smiled and I sensed his smugness of victory.
"And how would my being Queen work exactly...I mean I don't know how to be a Queen." I hedged again. I wanted more information and hoped Jareth continued his chatty mood. His embrace tightened and I wrapped my previously slack arms around his neck. One of his hands migrated south to grasp my bottom and hold it flush to him.
"Imagine living your fairytale, anything and everything you want at your fingertips, ultimate power, immortality, my Precious Thing I have no doubt you'd find your way into the part with ease." Jareth took a deep breath and his armor scraped against my naked breasts, the sharp edges abrading my sensitized nipples causing me to gasp aloud. I felt myself getting wet again. Every pleasure, every pain he inflicted tortured and tantalized me. The void I'd felt since my first adventure through his Labyrinth...well...I never felt that whenever I'd been in this in-between place with him.
"How...how do I...?" I couldn't say it...could I? I stared at him, met his enflamed eyes...he knew!
"Give yourself to me, my Precious Thing! Body and Soul, tell me that you're mine to take in any manner that I choose and when I'm finished you will be Queen, this I swear." Jareth's stern and serious expression bore down on me and I knew he told the truth. He would use me in ways I'd never experienced and the thought excited and frightened me. My fluids leaked and ran down my inner thighs as I considered his offer.
"And if I refuse?" I asked trying to sound defiant but saw triumph in his eyes.
"There is no refusal. I will haunt you 'til the end of your days and never will you know happiness nor the touch or another." He proclaimed and the vow cracked like thunder in my head.
"Free Brian first." I demanded. Jareth remained frozen and silent for several seconds while we competed in a staring contest. Finally he tilted his head slightly, narrowing his eyes in concentration.
"Done, what say you?" His voice was ice while his eyes were flame. I hesitated; delaying the inevitable and he understood and waited, exhibiting patience for once as the benevolent victor.
"Show me." I extended my demand and with a sly smile Jareth conjured a crystal which with Brian's shimmering, waking form inside. Brian appeared confused as he sat up on my bed and looked for me...I hoped at least he looked for me but he would never find me. "I accept your terms." I answered dully.
He grinned like an eager schoolboy, "You give yourself to me freely and fully, no reservations? To do with as I will?"
"Until I become Queen, and how long will that take" I added. Jareth laughed heartily.
"Not long, my Sarah! A day perhaps two at most." He laughed again, "I will make the time most pleasurable for you since you've come to me willingly."
"Barely," I muttered knowing he heard me but chose to ignore my spite in the face of his good mood.
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