Easy Come, Hard to Go

AN: Ok… you know the drill… he’s not mine except all the ways sexually. *Grins* Enjoy.

Chapter 24

Jealousy has always played a part in every ones life. The ugly green monster always found a way to ruin even the best of relationships. It curled and moved its angry head inside a certain girl’s stomach. As she walked down the hall to the library, it twisted evil notions and infested nasty pictures in this young woman’s mind. She opened the library doors with a huge “slam!” and stomped into the room with the beast going on strong.

*just think of what that naked girl could do to him. I bet he likes seeing her naked body. she looked familiar didn’t she? oh yes, that’s right. she was the one he purposed to and she turned him down.*

Sarah rubbed her head as it throbbed with the possibilities of what was going on inside her bed chamber right now. She began to feel sick to her stomach as the beast continued rattling off possibilities.

*yeah, I can see it now. she probably screams louder than you do. oh is that her now?*

Sure enough Sarah heard a girl screaming Jareth’s name out.

*ha ha ha… she is loud, isn’t she? I bet he is banging her hard too. giving her all that he wanted to for so long. *

Sarah covered her ears as the screams grew louder and louder. Jareth’s grunts floated into the room, his voice seemed strained almost.

*he is thoroughly enjoying himself it sounds like. why don’t you walk down there? maybe if he hears you outside, he will stop?*

Sarah felt the hot sting of tears begin to trickle down her face. She walked from the room, the moans and groans bouncing off the walls, cascading down on her. She began to cry harder as she got closer… the sound of slapping flesh. She bit her bottom lip, and soon tasted her own blood as she squeezed it tighter between her teeth.

*oh they sound like they are have quite a good time. why not open the door, Sarah? why not take a look and see what he betrayed you for?*

Sarah’s hand shook with an unreasonable amount of fear. She grabbed the handle to the door and slowly pushed the door open. There lying on her bed, was Jareth mounted by his ex-lover. She was grinding him for all she was worth; their screams not reaching Sarah’s ears for she had momentarily froze. Findore looked up and flashed an evil grin as she continued to buck her hips on Jareth. And as she let out a heart ripping scream, Jareth bucked up and evidently came into her.

Sarah began to feel light headed and as Jareth got up from the bed, she never heard him laugh at her limp figure, because she passed out from the exhaustion.

The evil monster laughed a hearty laugh.
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“Sarah,” Toby shook Sarah’s lifeless form as she lay in the hallway, “Sarah, wake up!”

Toby had walked out when he heard Jareth yell at Sarah. He walked out of his room and saw Sarah, looking very disgruntled, curse and then, without watching where she was going, walked right into a stone statue. She instantly fell to the floor and Toby was right by her side.

He dabbed the cloth that Crystal brought him on Sarah’s forehead, for where she hit the statue, a little trickle of blood emitted. “Sarah, can you hear me?”

“Wha… T-toby?” Sarah breathed in quickly and blinked her eyes open. As the light poured in, the monstrous images flashed in front of her eyes. The horrible images of that bitch grinding her king. The look of pure pleasure in Jareth’s face as she bucked into him. The screams echoed in her ears.

“That asshole!” She yelled and attempted to get up, only to come crashing down into Toby’s arms again.

“Whoa sis, hang on a sec. You need to keep yourself down for a few minutes. That crack to the head was pretty good… what were you thinking?? That statue has been there forever!”

Sarah stared at Toby and then put her hand on her head. She winced as the salt from her sweaty fingers made the cut sting. “What? How did this happen? Did that bitch hit me with something?”

“What are you talking about?” Toby asked looking at her like she was crazy. “You came storming out of the room after Jareth yelled at you to leave; you cussed him up and down,”

“And a couple other ways…” Crystal smiled.

“And then you turned too early and had a head on collision with the gargoyle.”

“Oh my god.” Sarah said realizing how much of an ass she was.

“It’s not that bad. Jareth can fix it easy.” Crystal asked lowering herself to Sarah’s position.

Sarah let her breath go and reached for her head again. She winced a little as her magic healed the gash, little unseen stitchers working diligently. When it had stopped throbbing, Sarah stood and looked at herself in the mirror. *How could I even think that was real?* Tears began to fill her eyes. *I’m such an idiot!*

“Sarah?”

She turned and found Jareth in the doorway. He smiled faintly towards her and motioned her to come nearer. She walked over to him and her body recoiled as he reached for her.

“Are you… ok?” Jareth asked the hurt evident in his voice. “I heard your collision all the way in the bathroom.”

Sarah shrugged and avoided Jareth’s eyes.

“Come in here with me, please.”

Jareth took Sarah by her hand and led her through the double doors.
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Sarah walked slowly behind Jareth as he brought her to the bathroom. As they drew near, Jareth turned and pulled her into a tight embrace. He kissed her forehead and slowly made his way down to her mouth. He kissed her lightly at first, but it soon escaladed into a passionate, heart throbbing (along with other throbbing things) kiss.

“Don’t for one minute think that I will ever leave you for anyone.” Sarah blushed as he read her mind, her anger starting to melt away. “You have nothing to worry about at all, nothing. Do you understand me?” Jareth pulled Sarah’s face up to look into his eyes. “Do you understand me?”

Sarah shook her head yes.

“Good. Now that that is taken care of, I want you to meet Findore.”

Jareth pushed the bathroom doors open. The bath tub was sitting in the middle of room, filled with pink bubbles, over flowing onto the floor. The bubbles swayed a little as the person in them breathed in deep, seeming relaxed for the first time in months. Her arms were laying on the side of the tub and when she heard them enter, she lifted her head to see who it was. Her eyes were locked with fear at first, she seemed to flinch as she turned, afraid to look. But when her eyes locked with Sarah’s, she instantly relaxed. Her blonde hair was wet from the water and she smiled warmly at the both of them.

“Ah, so this is her?” Findore asked very quietly.

“My name is Sarah.”

“I know.”

Sarah looked at Jareth and he nodded for her to move closer. She walked towards the tub and looked at the girl. Her body was bruised in many places, her poor body must have been racked with pain so many times. Sarah began to think of what she looked like without all the marks on her, without circles under her eyes, and with out the slash marks. Sarah opened her eyes and smiled. Her visions had taken effect and the girl in the tub looked ten years younger.

“She is even more powerful than you mentioned. Micheal couldn’t even heal me that deep.” Findore rose from the tub, her naked body glimmering with the speckles of water. Her nipples hardened and the goose bumps filled her body as the cool air hit her. Sarah blushed slightly as she looked over the girls body. Jareth smiled as Sarah hid her face like a child.

“You have nothing to be ashamed about Sarah.” Jareth teased.

“I am just not used to people being so... open.” Sarah replied.

“Get used to it.” Findore stepped into the robe Jareth had ready for her and she nodded in thanks. “Thank you, the both of you. I don’t mean to be so intruding.”

“You are not intruding in my house, Findore.”

Sarah looked at the two and saw the regret in both of their eyes. *If only she could have seen the future, she would not have been here like this. And I... I wouldn’t be either.* She watched the two of them stare at each other with a passion that Sarah could only begin to imagine and then, out of no where, she pulled Jareth into a hug. Sarah gasped as she saw Jareth look to her and then, only when she nodded in a approval, hugged her back.

Tears welled in Findore’s eyes and she just let go of everything she had.
“It was terrible Jareth. I don’t even know what I saw in him. He was so nice at first and then, he just kind of snapped. I thought ,maybe I could handle it, maybe it would all pass thorough... but it didn’t. I am so sorry I used your crystal, but I had no other choice!”

“I gave you that crystal for just this reason. I knew one day you would see the real him and you wouldn’t have any other way to escape. I gave it to you as your only out, and I am glad it came in handy.”

Sarah just stood and watched the two hold each other for a moment. She smiled a little and then it hit her like a ton of bricks. Findore’s body pulled her into the hug so that the three of them were hugging each other. A long tight embrace made Sarah feel at home and as the three parted, Sarah was almost sad to leave the warmth.

“You picked a good day to show up. The Regal Ball is tonight.”

“Really?” Findore’s eyes grew in excitement.

“Yeah,” Sarah replied, “I actually need to start getting ready, wanna join?” She held her arm out so that Findore could snake hers through and lock their elbows. “See you tonight, Jareth!”

Jareth smiled as they left the room and could only imagine what the two were going to look like.
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Sarah toweled herself off and wrapped her hair in another towel. She walked into her room and saw Findore reeling through her dresses.

“I have no idea what to wear!”

“I think,” Sarah pulled out three dresses and laid them on her bed, “One of these.”

Findore looked over the dresses. The first was a bold and daring red dress. Form fitting, with no frills, it was low cut and screamed she wanted to be fucked. As she held it up to herself, she cocked an eyebrow at Sarah and laughed. “Could be fun.”

The next was a light lavender color and was a little more gowny than slutty. It was a Cinderella dress at best and wasn’t so poofy. “It really goes well with your eyes.” Sarah said.

The last dress was surely the winner. Sarah smiled as it looked stunning just being held up the girls frame. It was a black gown, with silver specks so when she turned, it caught the glint of every light in the room. It was held together by the spaghetti straps that went over her small shoulders and it dipped so low, she couldn’t wear anything with it.

“Awesome.” Findore said. “Your turn.”

Findore crossed to the closet and only took about two minutes. She came out not with three or four dresses, but only with one.

“I don’t get a choice?” Sarah asked.

“You don’t need any. He will love this.”

Sarah smiled as she watched the dress fall from it’s carrying bag. The peach color was stunning and it was her Cinderella dress. The tight top was almost a little to revealing, as Sarah’s cleavage smiled happily in it. Her waist was extenuated by the sudden flair of the dress. The dress, which had a little poofyness, was made so when she spun fast enough, some things would flash that she wasn’t sure she wanted.
Findore helped her into it and the let her do the same for her. The two of the them looked at each other and smiled.

“Now, for the make up.”

Sarah smiled and closed her eyes. She imagined her eyes dark and mysterious. Her cheeks looking flushed, but not over powering. And her lips were pouty and glossed. On her exposed cleavage, glitter and more glitter. All over her, so she shimmered in the light. Around her leg she felt a garter slip on her leg. She opened her eyes and there way a goblin pushing it on her.

“A gift from his majesty, he says he will retrieve it later.” The goblin bowed and Sarah looked at Findore.

“And I am sure he wont use his hands.”
The girls smiled and shared a laugh.

“Here Sarah, wear this.” Findore held out a little bottle of pink water. “His majesty will love it.”

“What is it?” Sarah asked as she put it on. She needed no answer though, for a sapidity of peaches evaded her senses.

The clock began to chime and at the sound of the eighth chime, the two headed for the door.

They walked down the corridor together, chatting about old time and, as Sarah thought it would, the question came.

“You’re the one who beat the Labyrinth, right?”

“The one and only.” Sarah smiled.

“And you turned him down?”

“Blatantly.” Sarah smiled as she could hear the wheels turning in her head.

“You didn’t want him?”

“I didn’t know he wanted me.” Sarah said as they turned the corner leading to the ballroom. “He had a very funny way of showing he did.”

“Jareth can be like that.”

The girls smiled at each other and shared another laugh. The goblin in front of the doors bowed. “Your names, my ladies?”

“Findore” she stepped forward and through the door.

As it opened, noise flooded the silent hallway and Sarah saw what seemed close to a couple thousand people. “Lady Findore.” The goblins voice rang out and the noised died a little, but soon picked back up. The door closed and the goblin waited for Sarah to speak.

“Sarah.”

The goblin bowed and spoke. “His majesty said he will meet you at the bottom of the stairs, m’lady.”

“Oh, thank you.” She smiled warmly at the goblin, though she felt very nervous about this whole thing.

The goblin pushed the door open and the noise again filled the room. She stepped on to the landing and no one paid her any attention. Sarah walked forward and the goblin stepped up the way with her. He smiled at her and in a voice she didn’t know he possessed, he spoke.

“M’lady Sarah.”

The room instantly fell quiet. Sarah’s stomach did a flip and she grabbed at the bottom of her dress. Her peach colored heels shined in the light as she made her way down the steps. She scanned the room as she made her decent and there, waiting at the bottom, looking possibly more sexy and stunning than ever, was Jareth. His face was priceless and Sarah could have swore the bulge in his pants got bigger. She smiled a little as she glided down the stairs. The attention was intoxicating and as she reached the bottom, Jareth took her hand and kissed it softly.

“You look,”he gasped a little as he caught the scent of peaches behind the nape of her neck, in fact, she was engrossed in it, “stunning.”

Sarah smiled at him and noticed his look. “Are you ok?”

Jareth lead her to the table with the food and drinks. He poured her a glass of punch and then looked at her with a fury in his eyes. “Who told you to put that on?”

Sarah looked at him and smiled. “The dress?”

“No,” Jareth pulled her into a hug and deeply whiffed her perfume again, “the peach scent.”

“Oh, a little birdie told me you would like it.” She smiled evilly at him as she walked away from him, swaying her hips a little out of the ordinary for good measure. She was sure his mouth stood in an “o” shape for a good minute. She saw Findore close it for him, smiling wildly at Sarah.
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Alright, there you go. The next scene is going to be fun!!! Thanks again for all the support and if you are reading and NOT reviewing, then shame on you! *sticks out tongue*