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Sacrifices	By : Jetredgirl Category: G through L > Labyrinth Views: 9590 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sarah once again woke to the phone ringing. She pushed away the arms around her and snatched up the receiver. "Hello?"
"Miss Williams." The voice of Professor O'Donnell said brusquely. "You have the day off. I am bringing in a crew to pump water out of the pit area. Be in early tomorrow, no later than 8am!"
Then he hung up.
Sarah stuck her tongue out at the phone. "Good morning to you too asshole." She mumbled as she hung up the receiver.
"Did you sleep well?" Jareth said from beside her. She had almost forgotten he was there.
"Oh..yeah. Yes. I did. Thank you...for everything last night." She blushed.
"What is it?" He asked, noticing her embarrassed face.
"It's just..it was my fault. I was mad because you hadn't come back. I got these crazy thoughts in my head, so I went out to that pub. Then I picked a fight with you because I was irritated and if I hadn't I wouldn't have been walking alone."
Jareth sat up and turned her to face him, gently tipping her face up with the tips of his fingers. "Regardless of your actions, being attacked was not your fault. You mortal women seem to get it into your heads that acting like a normal female pursuing perfectly acceptable activities, like having fun and enjoying yourselves, gives others license to assault you. It does not. It is the fault of the attacker. Every single time."
"Heh..who would have thought, Jareth the Goblin King sounds like a feminist PSA." Sarah laughed.
He tilted his head, a bit puzzled by her statement.
"Never mind, too much to explain." She waved it off. She went to turn away but he grabbed her arm. "Now about these so called crazed thoughts, what were they? We need to address this as it caused your behavior last night."
"It was stupid." Sarah answered, reluctant to tell him. He said nothing but gestured for her to continue, his brow raised in expectation.
She half expected him to tell her not to defy him. He wasn't going to let it go, this much she could tell, so she gave in.
"I thought maybe you...seduced me to get back at me. For winning. Beating you at the Labyrinth. You know, so you could prove you could get power over me."
Jareth's hands wrapped around her upper arms. "Sarah. That is untrue. I would never do that. Not to you. You know how much I care for you. You are more important to me than anyone, or anything in this world or mine." His eyes bore into hers, making sure she could see the truth in them. "If I have to take my leave from you, it is only to attend to my duties or deal with rather..urgent issues. If you truly have need of me, you know what to say so I will hear."
"I wish?" Sarah replied, a smile forming on her lips as she looked up at him.
He tapped her nose, then kissed her. "Exactly."
His grip loosened so she turned and got out of bed. She started walking to the bathroom, pulling her nightshirt over her head. Then she looked over her shoulder at him. She knew he would be watching her nearly naked body. Giving her bottom a wiggle she winked at him. "Aren't you coming? I need a shower and need someone to scrub my back."
He got out of bed and followed, grinning from ear to ear. "You are rather wanton my girl."
Sarah turned on the shower to warm the water and once it was the perfect temperature, got in.
As she stood under the spray she felt his warm body press against her back.
"Sarah..you are a resplendent in the morning." he said his lips to her ear. His erection was obvious as he was up against her. She grabbed soap and a bath sponge and handed them to him. "Get to work."
A sexy rumbling laugh made her shiver. "As you wish." A moment later the sponge was gliding over her arms, back and behind, down her legs over each foot. Then it came around front and was being stroked up the front of her legs, up her belly, then circled each breast. Her hair was lifted out of the way, the sponge making a circle around her neck and shoulders. She stepped forward and rinsed the soap off, turning.
Jareth kneeled, placed his hands on her hips and pulling her towards him. He pushed at her thigh so she spread her legs, and he made delicate strokes against her sensitive flesh with the sponge. He kissed and licked her stomach and barely touched her sex with his tongue, looking up at her the whole time.
Sarah felt her knees weaken at his touch, the look in his eyes so reverent.
His gaze became wicked as he observed her reactions to his strokes. He laid the sponge aside and used one finger to part her slick flesh.
"Spread your legs and lean against the wall." He commanded. She did. Then he was there. His tongue flicking her bundle of nerves, making her legs shake as her whole body felt as if it was electrically charged. After a few minutes he lifted her leg over his shoulder to get better access.
It didn't take long for her body to tense then release as her climax washed over her. He helped to keep her from sliding to the tile floor, as the water rained down over both of them.
He rose and kissed his way to her face, assaulting her mouth with his own. She pulled her mouth away from his and looked at him. His face beautiful without all the markings, his hair soaked and dripping. He looked like a water god come to life. In some ways she supposed he was very godlike to humans like her..but not her. To her he was just Jareth...an immortal man yes, but still a man. The man she loved.
On top of everything, the one thing that made her heart feel so full, her thoughts drifting to ask how in the world he could be here with her, was he was looking at her with a desire that shook her to her soul. Just raw naked need. For her.
"Don't make me wait. I need you inside me. Now." Sarah said, her voice husky. She wanted to give him everything.
He smirked and lifted her up to wrap her legs around his slim waist. She hooked her ankles and held tight as he pulled away from her, his hand going between them to guide himself into her.
He entered slowly, and as soon as he was fully impaled he grabbed grabbed the outside of her thighs, then began to move. Picking up speed and intensity until he was pistoning his hips so hard Sarah's behind was slapping against the wall with every thrust.
Sarah had her arms around his neck, hanging on for dear life. He was like a beast. She loved every minute of it. The way he made her feel. It was the most intense feeling she had ever known.
Jareth used his head to nudge hers up then covered her mouth with his, mimicking the movements of his body below. Sarah could barely breath with the intensity of the passion he was giving her.
Her orgasm slammed into her like a freight train, so sudden she hadn't prepared for it, her whole body tensed and jerked as she cried out for him. A moment later he let go, joining her, her body grabbing on to him and not letting him free until he was spent.
Slowly they slid to the floor of the shower, their arms and legs tangled together, water still running over their entwined bodies.
They stayed like that for a few minutes, silently holding each other. He kissed her shoulder, then turned his face so it was laying in the crook of her neck.
"Now I need to get clean again." Sarah said to break the quiet, brushing his hair out of his face.
"Where did that sponge go?" He joked, looking around. Finding it he got the soap and lathered it up again. "Shall we start over?"
They both laughed as he stood and pulled her up with him. They washed each other and shampooed quickly then got out of the shower as the water was starting to cool.
After they dried each other off Jareth flicked his hand and was dressed, his hair dry, his markings in place.
Sarah chose to dress in a more conventional fashion, though he did offer to dress her. She slid into her underwear, jeans and a tshirt as he laid back against the headboard on the bed and watched, content.
"What are your plans for the day, love?" He asked as he admired her curves. He reached out and cupped a cheek of her bottom playfully. She reached back and tapped it, as if to scold him.
"Behave, you. I'm going to go check out that museum. Would you like to glamour yourself and come with?"
"I would much rather stay here and divest you and I both of our clothing again." He rolled his wrist and a crystal appeared. After looking into it for a few minutes he rolled it the other way and it was gone. "It seems I have nothing pressing."
"How come you can't just go anywhere and appear anywhere?" Sarah asked.
"The door that you opened leads only to your vicinity, maybe within a few hundred feet of you I can appear without the power of the wish, but no more. Beyond that it is closed to me."
Sarah thought about that as she put on her socks and shoes. "So basically, unless someone gets wished away, I'm the only other person you can appear to, or for. You know what I mean."
"Precisely. You were given the power to wish for me when you won The Labyrinth challenge. The door you opened gives me enough power to come to you with or without it."
She smiled and did a sexy walk towards him. "Soo.." She sat in his lap. "You're like my personal boy toy."
He pushed his hips up against her. "I am no boy, Sarah. As you well know. Now unless you want to remove your garments, stay in bed with me all day and let me fuck you senseless repeatedly, we had best get started."
She got up so he could stand. Within seconds he was no longer The Goblin King. He was dressed in tight black jeans, a black shirt and a leather jacket, with black leather boots. His hair was back to shoulder length and shaggy and his eyebrows, ears normal, his markings gone again.
"Damn you look hot as a human." Sarah observed, letting out a low whistle. "You know you kind of look like..Well, no matter, You wouldn't know he was anyway."
"Someone you know?" Jareth asked, a possessive look in his eyes.
"No. God no. He's famous here in the above. A singer. I'll play you some of his music sometime. Anyway, let's go."
She interlaced her fingers with his and led him out of the room. After locking it they walked down the stairs and through the small lobby.
"Miss Williams." The clerk, Mr. O'Malley, waved her over. "If you are having another person stay here we need to know."
Oops. Sarah grimaced. "Well see Mr. O'Malley, he is my fiance. He just came to stay with me for a few days. Is that okay?"
Mr. O'Malley looked over his glasses at her, then at Jareth. "It's fine, as long as ya tell me. Need to fill out the register." He sat the book up in front of. "Under your name there. You have identification?" He addressed the last question to Jareth.
Sarah had not thought of that. She was about to try and make up some excuse when Jareth pulled out a wallet and handed the clerk and identification card. "Jay Williams." He said smoothly. She turned and gave him an incredulous look. He just gave her that "completely innocent of any wrongdoing" expression he was so good at.
The man at the desk stopped and looked at them both. "Thought you were just engaged."
Sarah spoke up. "Yeah, kind of funny. We both have the same last name. Pretty common really."
"Mmm hhhmmm." The clerk answered as he looked from the card to Jareth.
"Fine Fine." He handed the card back and Sarah let out the breath she didn't know she was holding. "No more than few days though, or going to have to charge you more."
They turned to leave when he stopped her again. "Also, got a complaint about noise this morning. Keep it down you two. This is family place. Not concerned with what you do, but quiet down."
Sarah turned bright red and looked at Jareth who had the hugest grin she had ever seen.
"Sorry." Sarah said, grabbing Jareth and pulling him out the door.
Sarah was still blushing as she led him down the street to the car, while he laughed quietly at her the whole way.
"Oh Sarah, you are incredibly amusing. Humans are so prudish about these sort of things." She unlocked the passenger door and practically shoved him inside, then went around the other side and got in. "Buckle up." She said, irritated.
"Please clarify that?" Jareth asked. Sarah reached across him and grabbed the seat belt, bringing it over and locking him in place. "That. It's called a seat belt. It keeps you from flying out of the car if we have an accident."
"That is an unnerving bit of information." He answered.
She turned to car on and pulled onto the street. The small museum was on the other side of the bridge a few miles, the town being rather spread out.
"It will only take about 10 minutes to get there." She said as she drove. Looking over at Jareth, she saw he was rather green. "You okay?"
"I am unused to this sort of conveyance. I have seen them of course, I know what cars are. I have to say, hurling yourself down the road in a metal box is not an activity I find amusing." He answered, his gloves squeaking against the leather interior as he gripped it tightly.
"Here, listen to music." She flicked on the radio in time to hear the beginning of the opening strains of the piano on one of her favorite songs. "This is the singer I was talking about."
Jareth tilted his head and listened closely for a few minutes. "Is there life where? Mars?"
Sarah tried to figure out how to explain it to him. She knew he was incredibly smart but maybe his people didn't know about planets.
"It's the name of a star in the sky. Like earth but not habitable by humans."
"Ahh. A planetary body. Yes. We have different names for them. I understand. If it is not habitable why is he asking?"
"It's just a metaphor. Like..is anybody out there listening..I think. " Sarah replied. "He writes in a metaphors a lot. This is weird."
"What is weird?" He asked.
"Talking to you about famous human musicians. And Mars. It's surreal." She shook her head. "We're almost there. See I took your mind off of the ride."
She pulled up in front of a small building and turned off the engine. She unlocked her seat belt and his then got out, waiting for Jareth to climb out of the passenger side and close the door, then hit the button to lock the doors.
Jareth opened the museum door for Sarah, gesturing for her to go first. The door closed behind them with a loud thud startling them both.
There were 3 rooms and they were not very well lit. Sarah looped her arm around Jareth's feeling uneasy.
"Hello?" Sarah called.
"Just a minute." A female voice called. A couple of minutes later a salt and pepper haired lady, looking to be in her 50's came around a corner. "Good day. Canna help ya?"
Sarah smiled at her. "Yes. I am working over at the dig and someone told me you have a book here, an old one with old stories. I was wondering if I could see it?"
"Name is Dinah. Course ya can. It's in here." She led the way to the back room. They followed her looking around at various pictures, artifacts and random bits about historical events celebrating the area's long history.
"Ah! Here ya go lass. Now put these on." She handed Sarah some gloves. Sarah knew the drill and slipped them on. These old tomes were fragile and the oil on human skin would damage hem.
She handed Jareth a pair too, but he hesitated to change his leather gloves for the latex ones. "I will put them on if I decide to touch it. Otherwise I will let Sarah do the honors and I will read beside her." He told Dinah.
"Well.." Dinah gushed. "Aren't ya a charmer. Handsome too, that one." she told Sarah, winking. "I'll leave ya alone."
Sarah carefully opened the old book. The leather was cracked and the sheepskin pages barely legible.
Sarah could pick out words but she new Jareth could read it perfectly, so she moved to the side and turned pages as he read.
It wasn't very long maybe 25-30 pages. It didn't take them long to go all the way through it.
"Start at the beginning again." Jareth said, an odd look on his face.
"What's wrong?" Sarah asked him.
"You told me this professor of yours said I was mentioned here. Yet I find no words in the book that refers to me specifically. Some vague allusions to a magical race, that is all."
Maybe someone tore the page out." Sarah pointed out. They went though the book again page by page and word by word and found no evidence of a missing page or of Jareth.
After an hour, Dinah came back into the room. "Find what yer lookin' for?" She asked them kindly.
"Not really. What did Professor O'Donnell say about it when he was here? Did he mention what he found?"
Dinah scowled at her. "That bloody man. As foul a man as I've even met. He looked at it near twice as long as ya both did. Grumbled and hissed at me like a snake after."
Sarah took a notepad out of her purse and wrote down her name and contact information. "If you find anything you might thing is relevant to this book, can you let me know?"
The lady took the paper from her. "Sure thing, lass."
"Is this is the only book like this?" Jareth moved past Sarah to approach the woman. When he got close the elderly woman gasped and stepped back, staring at him.
"Y...y..yes. Now, I gotta close up. Ya both need ta leave."
She practically shoved Sarah out the door but avoided even touching Jareth.
When they were back outside Sarah looked back and saw the woman peeking through the curtains. Staring at Jareth. When she saw Sarah looking at her she pulled it shut.
Sarah looked at Jareth, bewildered. "That was odd. I wonder what happened."
"Let us go, Sarah." Was all Jareth said. They got in the car and turned around going back the other way.
"We can grab something to eat and go back to the inn. I will do some more internet research. There has to be something. The lady..she acted so strange at the end. What do you think got into her?" Sarah wondered.
"She may have sensed my inhumanness. This land, these people, their beliefs are deeply ingrained. Many of them believe strongly in those old legends. They have no doubts that Fae exist. That is what they would see me as after all." Jareth answered.
Sarah thought about it."So humans can see you for what you really are, if they are what..psychic?"
Jareth shrugged."Not necessarily clairvoyant. Sometimes all you have to do is believe and no one can keep you from seeing if you really want to. If your eyes are open to it. These lands are full of people who are, you know."
They drove the rest of the way in silence. When they got to the inn Sarah went and ordered some sandwiches and grabbed a couple of bottles of water while Jareth went to the room.
When Sarah got there he was back in his normal clothing reading a scroll of some sort, lounging across the bed.
"What's that?" Sarah asked him as she handed him a sandwich.
"I took a quick trip to my castle and this was waiting for me. My mother tells me my brother has arrived for the far lands, and we will all meet tomorrow."
"Is he like you? I would like to hear about your family. Your brother and mother." Sarah said as she took a bite of her sandwich. She was starving.
"Deaglán would tell you he is nothing like me. He is my eldest brother, and being so takes it upon himself to play the role of father. We do not have a great deal in common. The most I could say is we share a mutual respect. He is king of the kingdom that is farthest from myself. He was married before I was born. He has 2 children of blood, therefore holds a great deal of influence and is highly revered." He picked up the sandwich Sarah had handed him and took a small bite. Finding it palatable, he kept eating.
Sarah smirked. "Hope his wife is too. Considering she gave birth to them."
Jareth swallowed the bite he had been chewing and let out a small laugh. "Saorla. She is quiet, noble. Would never claim to be the stronger of the two. She fought as a warrior in the war carrying a child in her womb. She is a hero among our people. They are a good match. I believe that is the secret of being able to conceive among us. A good strong match."
"That reminds me..Jareth..I was wondering...well, I'm taking birth control, but we've been having unprotected sex and I want to be careful not to conceive. I'm not sure how that works you being magical and all that." She had been meaning to approach the subject but was a bit shy about it.
"I have taken care of that on my side with magic, Sarah. It would best if you did not. I am unsure of what would be the result of that happening." He replied.
"A baby would be the result, Jareth." She joked. The look of longing that passed over Jareth's face made the smile on her face fade quickly.
A picture of Sarah heavily pregnant with his child flashed through Jareth's head, leaving a surge of emotion behind. It would be best if he did not think of such a thing.
"I'm aware of that." He snapped. Then regretted his tone. "I am sorry. I know. I just do not know what would to happen to a child of Kin born in the human world. He or she would only be safe in mine, nourished by magic, and you would have to be...left behind. That would not be fair for you."
Sarah looked down at the half sandwich she had not eaten yet, and her appetite fled. "I never thought of that. I guess I wouldn't be allowed to go there huh." Suddenly she felt incredibly sad.
This situation was impossible.
She put the rest of her sandwich in the small refrigerator and grabbed small bottle of whisky, making herself a drink."This whole thing is just stupid. I'm torturing myself. You, we are torturing each other. How can we be together? We are just playing house in this room. How can this end well?"
"My mother said the same thing." Jareth said quietly.
"Your mother is pretty damn smart." Sarah downed the drink in her hand.
Jareth was behind her, holding her. "I need to tell you something. I was not going to. There is one way. Please hear me out. I am not suggesting it, but I feel you should know you could make the choice to come to my world and leave yours behind. You would have to make the same sacrifice I had to make. What we all had to make, to do so."
Sarah replayed everything Jareth had told her. "I would have to...die here." She said. "To everyone, my family, friends, I would be effectively deceased. They would never know I wasn't dead, would they?"
Jareth kissed her head and hugged her. "It would be for the best. You would not be able to come back. Knowing you're alive would just mean heartache for them. If they thought you were dead, they would grieve and move on with their lives."
"I don't know if I can do that, Jareth." Sarah told him sadly.
"I know. My mother said not to tell you, but..I have to. No matter what you choose, I need you to know life with me is an option."
"Can't we just keep doing this?" Sarah asked hopefully. "It's nice. We can be together wherever I'm at."
Jareth turned her, and cupped her face. "It would not be fair. I could give you nothing you should have. A husband, a family, the life you deserve. I would only be a phantom drifting through your life. As much as it pains me to say the next part...someday I *must* marry. Attempt to have children. Give my kingdom a queen. I cannot put these duties off forever. I wish nothing more than for you to be that woman. I love you more than words could ever say. I always have and I always will. You will forever own my heart...always be my twin flame. We need be reasonable at how this is going to go. I want you to be happy, not miserable because of me. I love you far too much for that."
Sarah stared at him as he spoke, tears forming and falling, running down her cheeks and over his fingers. He loved her. Of course, deep down she knew it was true. Always had been true. But he was right. If she made the choice to stay in the human world, they would have to part. They both deserved to have a real life, not just be hanging on to something that could never be more than it was now.
"I love you too." She confessed. "Let me think about this, okay? Please..don't leave me yet. Will you be with me until I go home. at least? A few more weeks? We can enjoy each other for that long?"
He nodded. "Even after, if you need me, I will always be there for you for all of your life."
He wiped her ears from her face.
Sarah took his hands and pulled him with her to the bed. "Let's spend the rest of the day right here." She said, lifting her shirt over her head, then reaching out to unbutton his.
Jareth agreed readily.
They spent the rest of the day and night wrapped in each others arms, cherishing every second of the precious time they had together.
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