Come Back to me

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WARNING! WARNING!: Graphic situations

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Come Back To Me


After years of waiting for her to call, waiting for her to take back what she had said, she was finally here. She was in his arms, looking at him with love, and lust. She smiled at him something devious and sensual. Her eyes darkening as a delicious idea flew to mind.

“I wish that the Goblin King would take me, Right Now.” She smiled as he started to understand the true meaning of her words. He smiled at her his own eyes darkening.

“As you wish.” He quickly covered her mouth with his. Amazed at how soft her lips were, how just this kiss made his six years of loneliness melt from his mind. She was with him and he would keep her so happy she would never think to leave him again.

The kiss was soft at first, testing, but Sarah was growing impatient; she wanted more . . . needed more. She took control of the kiss, pressing her lips harder against his, letting her tongue flick across his bottom lip, asking silently for entrance. Which he gave gladly.

He tasted like an exotic spice, sweet, and magical. She would never tire of kissing him. She studied every place in his mouth, moaning at the sensation of their tongues stroking each other.

Jareth had let her take control of their kiss, wondering how far she would go. As she slid into his mouth he smiled in his mind ‘Little minx’ he thought as he took control again. Sliding his tongue along hers, and slid himself into her welcoming mouth.

She tasted like nothing he had ever known, there wasn’t anyway to describe her taste. Sweet was wrong, as was exotic, fiery, and luscious. Addicting. That’s what he would call her taste. Addictive.

He felt himself growing painfully hard, his body begging to be inside her, begging to make her his completely. He forced his need down. Pulling away he looked into her face.

Her lips slightly red and swollen from their actions. Her eyes dark and filled with so many emotions he couldn’t count them all. Her face was pulled into one of confusion and upset. “Sarah are you sure? Once we have started I will not be able to stop.” She smiled at him.

“Jareth I’ve wanted you for so long, I may never have enough of you.” She smiled standing on her toes she whispered into his ear, her voice husky and thick with lust. “I want to feel you in me, hard and throbbing, sliding in and out. I want to taste you come in my mouth; bring you over the edge again and again. Until you can no longer look at me without thinking of this night.”

He gave no warning as he picked her up and rushed her to the bed. He was incredibly hard now. Wanting nothing more than to feel her hot and wet around him.

He laid her on the bed and stood over her as their clothes disappeared. She looked up at him with fire running through her body. He was glorious dressed, but naked . . . he was a God. His alabaster skin glowed in the moonlight that flowed in threw a window somewhere in the room. His body was not overly muscular, having just enough definition to see them tremble, as she reached up to touch him.

Sitting up she moved her hands over his chest, leaning she tasted him. Licking and sucking him whenever she felt the need to. He groaned then and when she looked up at him he was staring into her eyes. Watching her as she moved over his body.

She moved her hands lower then, past his stomach feeling the muscle ripple under her touch. Lower still she went past his abdomen, where she lingered for a moment. Testing his response as she let her fingers dance across his skin.

She locked her gaze with his as her hand slipped lower; making its way threw rough hair, to his long, hard, sinfully soft, member. She teased it with her fingers sliding them up and down the length, watching him all the time. He groaned when she closed her hand around him.

His head tilted back then, his eyes closed and his mouth slightly open. His chest rose and fell as his breath came in quick shallow gasps. She moved her mouth down his body as she stroked him. Wondering all the time how he would feel in her mouth, how he would taste as he came.

She took him into her mouth, quickly, not giving him a chance to realize what she was doing. His hips bucked as she closed around him. She was slow at first, suckling lightly and running her tongue along the side of him. She smiled as she moved faster, sucked harder.

She quickened her pace, bobbing her head up and down as she brought him pleasure. Sucking harder and harder until finally he came. His hand buried in her hair, his body slick with sweat. He tasted salty and smooth as she swallowed all he gave her. Milking him for all he would give her.

Jareth couldn’t comprehend it. He knew that she had never done such things before, she had never given or taken pleasure and yet she seemed to know just what to do. He looked down at her as she licked him clean. The sight making him hard again.

He pulled her pushed her down to the bed once again, kissing her as he did so. He tasted himself on her lips, in her mouth as he did so. He pulled away still pushing her into the bed. “My turn.” He said smiling devilishly at her.

Sarah felt a rush of anticipation go threw her. ‘What did I do?’ She thought as he looked at her. She had never touched a man in such a way . . . had never dreamed of touching anyone but HIM in such a way. She blushed as she remembered her words. ‘Where did those come from?’

All thoughts were pulled from her mind as he started to kiss his way down her throat. Stopping here and there to bite or suck. His hands moving down her body leaving a trail of fire in their wake. She was going to mad with need, she knew it.

He moved lower until his tongue flicked across her nipple. She gasped and arched her back as he took her into his mouth. He sucked and bite and licked her nipple into a hard peak. Only stopping to do the same to the other.

He listened as moaned and gasped and mewed for more. Smiling to himself as he moved lower down her body, going painstakingly slow. Taking his time to find every soft inch of her wanting to know every part of her body. What parts gave her pleasure and what parts left begging for it.

He let his hand slip down her body until he hit her most secret and sensitive place. Sliding between her thighs he found her soaked with need. He pulled his mouth away and looked in her eyes as he circled his fingers around her outer lips. Smiling as her hips rocked to bring him closer. “Where do you want me to touch you Sarah?” He asked as he started to pull his hand a way.

“You . . . know . . . where.” She said between pants. He shook his head causing his hair to fall over his shoulders, tickling her already sensitive skin. She opened her eyes then looking at him as he spoke to her.

“No I don’t Sarah.” He pulled his hand fully away, smiling as he felt her small fingers wrap around his wrist.

“I want you to touch me here.” She punctuated her statement by pressing his hand to her wet, begging core. He smiled at her slid his fingers between her nether lips.

“Here?” He asked as her hips bucked off the bed into his touch.

“Please.” She said threw lidded eyes. He slid his wet finger along her clit watching as her body arched further into his touch.

“What do you want me to do Sarah?” He asked barely able to hold himself together as he felt her hot, wet, and needing.

“I want you to touch me, kiss me, love me Jareth. Please.”

He needed to hear no more. At once he was sending pleasure shooting through her body. Using his finger to bring her to the brink. Only to let her fall back down. Prolonging her pleasure, her torture.

He lowered his mouth to her, licking her as he spread her nether lips to show him her jewel. He licked it, smirking as she moaned his name. He kissed, sucked, and licked until she thought she would die of pleasure. Then slid a finger into her . . . then another . . . then a third as his mouth worked on her.

His fingers slid in and out of her with ease. Curling inside her to bring as much pleasure as possible. He felt her inner walls start to tighten, felt her body go rigid. Wrapping his mouth around her clit he gave her one hard suck and she flew.

Her inner walls tightening deliciously around his fingers, as she screamed his name into the night. Stars clouded her vision as she came. Her body going up in flames as he kissed her. Throwing her over the edge once . . . twice . . . three . . . four times before letting her body rest.

She lay there panting and yet still needing. She felt him move over her, felt his breath on her lips and she flipped them. Placing her entrance over his member. Both groaning at the feeling of him pressing against her.

“Are you ready Jareth?” She asked her breathe low and lust filled.

“It will hurt Sarah.” He said worrying for her.

“Let me worry about that Goblin King.” She said as she dropped her body on his, impaling herself with him. She bit her lip as the pain hit her. It was sharp and quick. Like being stuck with a GIANT needle.

Jareth marveled at the feel of her around him. She was tight and hot. He heard himself groan as she dropped down on him, burying him deep within her. Opening his eyes he looked at her. He face contorted in pain, he felt his heart pound painfully in his chest. “Sarah are you alright?” He asked lifting her to pull himself out.

She moaned as she felt him move within her. She heard herself moan at the wonderful friction the tiny movement made. She looked down into his eyes, seeing fear and confusion clouding his eyes. “Jareth . . . I need you to move.” He flipped them so she was beneath him again.

“Are you sure?” He asked still giving her a chance to turn back. She answered his question by rocking her hips, both groaning at the movement.

Jareth pulled out slowly then pushed quickly back in. He let himself enjoy the feeling of her hot silky wetness around him, her hips rising to meet his thrusts, her body dancing with his in a timeless show of passion.
“Jareth . . .” Her voice pleading and demanding as she spoke. “Jareth faster . . . harder.” He smiled as he did as she wished.

She couldn’t get over the feeling of him moving in her, filling her, completing her. She heard someone call his name . . . pleading with him . . . no demanding him to move faster to push harder. She realized it was her. He complied moving in and out a bit faster a bit harder. But still not enough.

She pulled his face down to hers kissing and licking her way to his ear. She breathed her hot panting breath in his ear; spoke to him with a voice she did not recognize as her own. “Jareth I will not break . . .” Placing her hands on his buttocks she pulled him harder against her, punctuating her words with her own hard fast thrusts up to him. “Harder. Faster. I want to feel the earth shake with our passion.”

Jareth found himself smiling, laughing as he did as she wished. Slapping his body into hers with bruising force, and hearing her moan for more. He thrust deep into her seeming to reach into her very soul.

He felt as their bodies built to release as heat pooled in his abdomen and her walls started to convulse. With one last hard thrust she came. Her walls clamping down on him with such strength he could barely move. She brought him with her as she fell over the edge of ecstasy.

He exploded in her, filling her with his hot seed. His movements did not cease until she had milked him dry. He collapsed then beside her. Both spent and sated. He pulled her into his inviting warmth, resting her head on his chest.

“I love you.” He heard her say as she snuggled closer to his body.

“And I you my Young Queen.” She felt sleep claiming her, felt her eyes start to grow heavy and drift down.

“Jareth . . .” He kissed her head as she started to drift off to sleep.

“Yes love?” He asked his own voice thick with exhaustion.

“How long will you love me?” She asked slight fear in her voice.

“Until the world falls down.” He said holding her close as they drifted to sleep.

They would be together forever.

Not long at all.