Never Spoken

AN: Right... I chose to write this one first because I just felt like it. Do not fear though. Right after this chapter will be the next one to “ECH2G”... and if you don’t know what that is, then obviously you don’t pay attention... lol.

Chapter 2

Sarah’s heart began to race. Her body began to reply to the heat wave generating from the man standing in front of her. What was she feeling? Why was her body on fire? What were all these images in her head and why was she in this man’s house?

“My Sarah, you have no idea how long I have waited for this moment. The whole time you were in my Labyrinth, all the time I took making sure everything was meeting your standards. Now, it is time to make my own needs met.”

Sarah’s mind stung with the words that flowed from his mouth.

“Jareth?” She asked so unsure she didn’t even know if she actually spoke it.

“Yes, you are remembering. The effects of the box will wear off soon enough.”

Jareth stalked around the bed and stared at his trapped prey. Dear gods, did she look delicious. The box aged her nicely, and in time, if she survived him now, he would tell her of the magical box from which she was released from mere moments before. But, now was no time for talking. He things to do, people to see, maiden’s virginity to grasp.

“You have no idea what mistakes you made in your past, my Sarah. How much you took from me, all you took for granted in the time you spent in my Underground.”

Sarah watched with her eyes frozen open. She couldn’t take her eyes off of the god like figure walking in front of her. She couldn’t stand the piercing gaze he held in his eyes, yet she couldn’t pull away from his physique. She stared, her mouth slightly open, something burning inside her. She felt her insides lurch every time he changed his direction and she felt a tingling sensation in between her legs. She began to breath harder just by looking into his eyes as he told her nothing and everything at the same time.

“You made my heart turn stone cold. You made me never want another. I gave you everything and anything I could offer you. Your dreams.” He pulled a crystal from the air and watched as Sarah’s eyes grew even larger from the shock of seeing that the past was indeed not just a fantasy or a nightmare, but was indeed happening right here, right now, in the very room she laid tied to a bed.

Sarah began to squirm as his voice became huskier with every word. Something rustled inside her stomach and she began to feel a wetness in between her legs. What was going on and why did she respond to him like that? Why was she feeling this at such a young age... she was at a young age right? She looked down noticed that he chest wasn’t so flat anymore, and blushed when she saw that the man standing in front of her noticed her checking herself out.

“Yes, you are different.” He conjured another crystal and threw it at the top of the bed, where a mirror appeared. “You have grown, not only in your body, but aged in your mind as well. I can not toy with such a young girl. You surely would not be able to handle me if you were so young and fragile. Now that you are older, when I rip every thing away from you, just like you did to me, you will feel what it is like to have pain and pleasure.”

Sarah groaned a little at the way his harsh words hit her. She rolled her head and took the verbal abuse, wriggling against her restraints. She was very wet now, the tactics that the king was using were working it’s magic on her. She was loving every minute of this.

“Jareth, what are you going to do to me?”

Jareth smiled as he stopped at the foot of the bed. She was surprising him still, even after all these years. But, soon she would not like what he was doing. Soon, he would let her feel all he felt these past 3 years. He waited for her to turn 18 so he could at least dodge the glares from people making him out to be a cradle robber. But, now that she had woken up, there was nothing keeping him from dragging her down to the very last bit of sanity she had.

“I am simply going to pay back the favor you paid me those many years ago.” He said smiling again like a sadist.

“But, I did you no such favor.” Sarah said naively, catching her self at the end of her sentence. “Jareth, please”

“DO NOT JARETH PLEASE ME!” The king roared as he stood above Sarah, letting the last of his clothes disappear. “You have what is coming to you, you little wench. When you take things for granted and when you break a person’s heart, you get what comes.”

Jareth moved down to her and smiled as her body responded to his rough kisses along her neck. Her body loved the treason it was receiving, but he knew her min knew it was getting raped.

Sarah whimpered again as he bit into the nape of her neck again. It felt so good, but the voice in her head screaming ‘NO!’ couldn’t helped but be heard. She felt her innocence slipping away from her grasp. She couldn’t help but arch her body a little as he began to massage her breast, even if it was a little harsher than she would have expected it to be the first time she ever did anything with anybody. Only when the blood began to trickle down the sides of her breasts did she even squeak something that sounded like an objection,

“Jareth, that hurt a little.” She more moaned out than protested.

Jareth paid no attention to her as he moved himself down her body. He looked at her, his love for so long, finally here with him. Part of him regretted that he must do this. Part of him really did want to live happily ever after with her, take her as his when they were married and have a family. But, he knew what must be done. If he really loved her like he hoped she did, then she would understand his compromise and see that it had to be this way. She needed to be reprimanded. He moved himself so that he was right in front of her passage. With no warning, no nods of regret, he held her hips up and with one hard swoop, he felt her rip with his size and ignored her harsh intake of air and the whimpers emitting from her mouth as he rested a second. Once she stopped shuttering from the pain, he once again resumed the pounding of her body.

Sarah’s body began to feel the harshness of Jareth’s “love”. She knew it was wrong, she knew he had just committed an ultimate sin. She swore up and down in her head she would never forgive him. “You bastard.” She meant it to sound harsh and unforgiving, but it came out soft and pleasure filled. Damn her body. It felt so good and she couldn’t help but feel the pleasure he was giving her. She moaned with excitement as the waves washed over her and before she even knew it happened, she groaned out his name as she went over the edge.

Jareth smiled to himself as he watched Sarah’s face, the contemplation in her mind probably driving her mad. He began to feel her tighten around him and heard her begin to moan. Then, she did something that just about made his heart stop, but he just lost it instead. She moan his name and, being the fae he is, he lost all control of everything.

Jareth laid on top of Sarah, their breathing beginning to regulate. He sighed in her hair as her scent began to fill his mind. He needed to get off of her or she would ruin the whole meaning of this escapade.

He got up, not even looking at her as he did, clothed himself and walked to the door.

“Jareth?” Sarah called to him and he froze for only a fraction of a second before leaving the broken girl to lye in her own sorrow. One day she might understand, and besides, he knew she liked it more than she hated it.

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AN: Right, so I know everyone wants to see him be mean or whatever... but I know he couldn’t ever really be that way... and I don’t even want to that to Sarah right now. Maybe some other time in a darker fic, but not today... lol.

Thanks to all that reviewed and ShadowCat, you still remain loyal... are you sure your not a dog?? *grins* just joking of course...