Easy Come, Hard to Go

AN - Thanks to all of you who left little love notes... lol. I love you all. BTW- Sorry for the whole 'lost your chapter' stuff... lol. I know some of you had a heart attack...

Chapter 34

The passing months brought joy and tears. From the cold and shivering winter to the calm and baleful spring, something in the air made everyone feel different. Everyone right now was callously waiting in the hallway of Sarah’s bedroom. It was time and the baby was close.

The group of people anxiously waiting, all thinking about the blissful months that had ran by them

-Flashback-

The night that Sarah had returned had been a joyous night indeed. It seemed that everyone got a piece of ass. Jareth and Sarah were not finished when Jareth took them to his chambers.

Jareth smiled at Sarah as she hissed at the warm water in the tub. Her muscles were tense and he could just about smell the stress that was left from her adventures with Micheal. Jareth’s smile faltered a little as he thought of his brother. Why had things happened like this? What was happening to the world when two brothers who used to be there for each other, can’t even look in each other’s eyes? Why was everything seeming to crumble? What had been so different when his father had been alive? What kind of a king was he if he couldn’t keep his lands safe?

He dismissed the thought and focused on the matter at hand. Getting the kinks out of his woman’s body. Now was a time for action, not for thinking of what if’s and how things were happening.

All he wanted to think of was touching those newly grown breasts, that stomach that held his future, the face of the angle that had blessed him since the day she came into his Labyrinth and his life. Now, she was carrying his child, his heir to his land, and he couldn’t be happier.

He slid her forward and smiled as she sank back into his chest in the steamy water.

“You tense, my love.”

Sarah laughed a little and nodded her head.

“Your brother is a pain in the ass alright.”

Jareth cocked an eyebrow and smiled a little.

“Your ass hmm? I think it looks fine to me.”

Sarah laughed for real this time and sighed. Everything felt so right for the first time in a long time. Nestled in her lovers arms, nothing seemed to be a bother. Though she was sure than in time, something would happen. And when it did, they would be ready. At least she hoped they would be. They made it this far, why not go for until the end?

Jareth began to rub her shoulders, feeling the knots unwind under her shoulder blades. She moaned a little as his hands flew across her skin, igniting it as it went. Too long she had waited for this, the pain she had endured. She deserved this more than he knew. More than she knew. He worked lower down her back and she hissed a little as his finger went over her scars from the tattooing.

“It still bothers you?”

Sarah nodded. It burned to high heaven sometimes.

“That bastard, he wont tell me how to take it off either.”

“You will never get it off. Not unless you have that chunk of skin removed.”

Sarah sighed and let Jareth’s strong hands help her. Marked for eternity seemed to unfair. She laughed.

“What is so funny?” Jareth asked, peering his head around her.

She smiled and replied, “it’s not fair.”

Jareth laughed in his throat as the fifteen year old came streaking through. She was lovely then, she was beautiful now.

*Beautiful and dangerous*

The thought made Jareth smile darkly.

“Nothing ever is.” He replied as he held her in the still hot water.

Sarah sighed again and leaned back into Jareth, paying with a whisp of his hair. She arched into his touch as he gently rubbed her plump breast. Full of milk they were, and the bounced gloriously in the water as he softly teased them. Sarah moved her hand to his neck and began to dig her nails slightly into his skin. He smiled and knew she was still in her little catty mood.

“Your just in a promiscuous mood, aren’t you?” Jareth teased her.

“Oh, bite me.” She replied.

The words dripped with desire and the water seemed to inflate in temperature. Jareth felt himself press into Sarah’s back, calling for the primal need of the request she threw out.

He softly pressed her shoulders against him, pulling her head back to expose her neck. And, right where her neck dissolved into her winsome shoulders, he bit. Not softly, but lustfully. Nipping her into moans and sending her body into shivers. The water in the tub sloshed over the side, but a drop never hit the floor as the two wriggled against each other.

The heat in the room escalated and they both began to fill with the need of each other again. Sarah turned to face Jareth. She smiled a sultry smile and winked at him. He smiled a dark smile in return and pressed her back into the tub. The sloping back made it most comfortable for her to lay against. He placed a pile of towels under her head and smiled as she opened her legs willingly.

“Take me. Fuck me Jareth.”

A fae never needs to be told twice. He did as he was told, as he was commanded. Taking her hips into his hands, he sat his legs almost behind her, and dug his nails into her as the heat that resounded from her core was hotter than the sun that blazed in the sky at high noon.

Sarah moaned loudly as he entered her, the way she was positioned letting him sip deeply into her. Her hands gripped her breasts, massaging them, pulling at her hard nipples. She smiled into Jareth’s eyes as he watched her, pleasuring herself while he moved inside her. She made a kissing face to him and he blushed a little.

The water in the tub continued to slosh as the pace began to quicken. Sarah soon let her hands fall to the sides of the tub, gaining support for her child carrying body. Jareth stared in wonder at the soaked goddess in front of him. She almost glowed with passion, the heat tinging her face with red specks, the moans hitting the walls only to return to his ears, making his loins quiver with need. Sarah began to pant his name, her breath coming in short bursts of exclaimed “oh’s and unn’s.” Jareth too began to moan, his coil of control ever tightening and threatening to break. Sarah rocked her hips in time with his, the thrusts meeting each other half way and plunging him deep inside of her.

Jareth dug his nails in deeper, the half moon indentations on her skin close to breaking from the impact of the blows he was delivering. Sarah moaned once, a long heavy, husky moan, and with the passion of a thousand lovers, she came hard. Jareth, watching her chest rise and fall, her body react to his touching, his pleading, his measure of every stroke. Her face scrunched up and with one more scream, she had him careening over the top with her.

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“Tell me what it is like Aboveground...”

Siress looked at the spy and smiled.

“It is very different from here. No magic.”

The spy’s eyes grew and he looked dumbfounded.

“I had heard rumors that there was no magic, but I could not believe it.”

Siress smiled again and looked back over the balcony.

“It is an adventure everyday, that is for sure.”

The two fell quiet. The breeze from the gardens carried a vague sent of desire.

“It the two young ones.” The spy said, blushing a little. “I believe Zach is the boy’s name.”

Siress nodded. “Yes, and Findore the girls.”

Again silence seemed to blanket the two.

“The night is a good one, a good warm one, a good night to take a roll in the garden.” Siress said, blushing a little at how is sounded like an offer.

The spy nearly nodded and avoided his eyes.

“I must say today has brought many happy things.” The spy commented, break another damning silence.

Siress nodded and looked at the fae man.

“Beautiful.” The words slipped from his mouth before he could even think about catching them.

“What is?” The spy leaned closer to him, blush tinging the sides of his pale face.

“You in the moonlight.”

Siress jumped head first into his thoughts. He knew that something was developing, he could tell by the way the spy smiled so coyly to him. It was now or never, tonight was the night he decided. He was going to either come out victorious, or crash and burn in a fiery death.

The spy looked at Siress in question.

“The lady Sarah said that you would like me.”

“Oh she did she?” Siress smiled and laughed a little. “Remind me later to get that little minx.”

“She is very beautiful indeed, but,”

“But?” Siress looked at the spy.

“But, as I told her, I do not wish to rut with females.” The spy turned to Siress and smiled. “Doctor, I think I might be running a fever.”

Siress watched the fae god walk to him.

“Oh, you look hot to me, maybe we should check your head?”

The spy smiled as he played along with him. He got right next to Siress and took his hand in his. Pressing it to his forehead, he looked at the doctor in mock question.

Siress smiled and pressed his lips to the man’s forehead.

“I was talking about your other head.”

The spy smiled as Siress whispered in his ear.

“Do what you must doctor. I am yours.”

That was all the invitation Siress needed. Without hesitations, he captured the spy’s lips between his own and kissed him roughly. The spy, leaning on the balcony wall, kissed him back, almost a brutal. The two bruised each other’s lips, blood slowly seeping from their lips. Fae passion is always brutal, if done right.

Siress was the first to break from the kiss, letting his lips dive down to his lover’s neck. He sank his teeth in, letting the blood erupt from the two spots. The spy hissed in pleasure that was edged with pain. Sires continued down his neck, leaving marks here and there. With the magic he still possessed, he took off his shirt to reveal his toned upper body.

“My word, your crafted like a god, from the very moonbeams that shine on us.”
The spy blushed a little and nodded in appreciation.

“I have to be. Sometimes, I need to seduce, sometimes I need to perform, and sometimes, I just need to be loved.”

Siress gasped as the spy switched their positions. The rush of the warm evening air against his naked body made Siress whine a little. The spy wasted no time in taking him in. Siress, while not buff, was as well toned as he.

“The same could be said of you, my love.”

Siress moaned a little as the spt sucked on his nipples, dragging his nails down his sides and digging into his hips. He kissed softly down Siress’s stomach and when he got his destination, took him in whole.

“Oh, my...” Siress leaked out as he held onto the balcony wall for support.

The spy hummed while he sucked diligently at the doctors cock. The long shaft gleamed in the moon light as the air continued to be crisp and clean, unlike the two in the garden, in the bath tub, on the balcony, or the two in the dinning room. Siress grabbed the man’s hair, running his fingers through the locks that were mere threads of silk. The spy took him in and out of his mouth, making it touch the very depths of this throat. The sucking sensation drove Siress crazy.

“Oh, now my friend, I can not sit here and... ah... receive all the glories of the night.”

The spy looked up, lust filled his fae eyes. But, he never stopped sucking, stroking, giving the pleasure he seemed to enjoy giving.

“Lay down...” Siress said huskily. The spy did as he was commanded and Siress followed him to the floor. He laid his head between his lover’s legs, removing the pants that were binding his full grown erection. The spy assumed the same position and the two set to work on each other.

Moans were muffled by the cock in their mouths, but they could still be heard. The moans were growing louder, making the vibrations on the shaft more lucid, more lust filled. Siress was the first to go, followed quickly by the spy. The two drank down each other’s seed swiftly as the growing passion had not seemed to be subsided.

The spy was the first to move. He pulled Siress up and kissed him gently. He lead him to the balcony wall and smacked his ass as he bent him over the side.

“Relax.”

Siress did as he was told and soon let out a whimper of pain, that was edged out almost instantly by the pleasure. Smooth and slow is how the spy moved. His movements meaningful, almost liquid like. Both men grunted in pleasure. When SIress began to move against the spy, he knew he was ready for more.

The spy bent forward, wrapping his hand around Siress’s hard cock, and stroked in time with the movements, movements that were beginning to quicken. Siress pushed back into the spy as he felt the most passion he had ever felt in his life. A feeling of being filled, for the first time in his life.

The pace quickly turned into a dangerous, raunchy, ass pounding. Siress begged for more, not caring who heard the screams of pleasure as the man he had only met mere hours ago pounded into him with meaning. The best meaning in life. The meaning of sex and lust, of desperation and need, the peak of desire.

The spy was the first to reach his peak this time, his seed blowing into Siress, filling him with more than just cum, but with a passion that could not have been explained if tried. Siress, feeling the effect, put his hand on the spy’s and pulled at himself harder. Within moments, the doctor came all over the balcony wall.

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Giggles flooded the gardens.

“You hear them?”

Zach smiled as Siress’s screams echoed across the baron grounds.

“Oh, that is so hot.”

Findore giggled again as Zach pulled her into yet another passageway. He kissed her softly, his lips tender and soft. She bit playfully at his, which made his relinquish his grip. She took the opportunity and ran away.

“Come out come out, my little lark.” Zach called darkly.

He turned a corner and found Findore’s dress handing from a hedge. He smiled as he walked a little farther and saw her bra upon another. Walking a little more he called out, “What? Too afraid to take it all off?”

“Who said I was wearing any panties?”

Zach’s blood pumped into his groin as he whined a little at the remark. She was wearing no panties all day?

“Oh ho, you little sly fox!” He grabbed her as she ran by, silent as ever.
He kissed her roughly as she kissed him back, but at the same time fought to get away.

“Tag, your it.” He said cooly, taking off quickly.

Findore growled playfully and took off after him. She soon figured that she was not going to cath up to him by chasing him, so she listened. To her left a branch cracked. She turned and found Zach’s shirt on the branch of a tree. Next to it was his pants, and his boxers.

“Boxers huh?” She called playfully.

“What else did you expect?”

Findore turned quickly and shoved Zach into a hedge. She laughed as she pinned him in and he looked at her, bewildered.

“I’m a tough little vixen.”

“I don’t doubt it.” Zach said, kissing her roughly.

“You better not.” She said rasing her eye brow.

“Oh and what are you going to do to me?” He said, stabbing at her stomach, causing her to back up.

“Maybe I want you to do something to me?” She said turning to run.

She got about 3 feet and was tripped up by the man she was running from.

“Your not that fast, pigeon.”

Findore looked over her shoulder as he stood over her, his erect member throbbing in anticipation.

“Fuck you.”

“With pleasure.”

Zach bent down and grabbed the girls legs, wrapping them over his shoulders, he drove into her, hard and relentless. She screamed, first in pain, then in absolute pleasure.

“Harder Zach, fuck me harder.”

Zach smiled as she begged for him to pound into her harder than he was. He was aiming to please. He quickened the pace and was rewarded with her first orgasm. He grunted as he pounded into her still, not letting her legs go. She whined beneath him, begging for more, begging for him to make her his bitch.

“That’s right, you’re a good bitch.”

She moaned in response, coming again.

Zach moaned as her insides clutched at him once again.

“This time, you will hold it bitch, hold it until I say...”

Findore strained a moan, the pleasure starting to become mind numbing.

He was pounding into hard, harder than she had ever felt. Sure it was nothing to the pain she had endured with that fag that was no more, but this pelting was a good one. One that she wanted and needed, one that she thrived for, one that she wanted. Really wanted.

“Hold it bitch, it is almost time.” Zach whined a little as his climax reached him in a few moments after he barked at her.

“Alright, you may let go.”

Findore and Zach released at the same time. Joy and heat rushed into the two as they lay in the gardens, naked and beat.

What a game.

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“Uh... oh my... Toby....”

Crystal lay on the table in the dinning room, drenched in whip cream and various fruits. Apple slices here and there, cherries, strawberries, grapes, blueberries, and Toby’s favorite, star fruit.

“You like it.”

Crystal lifted her head and nodded.

“Yeah, hence the whole ‘oh my’ thing...” Crystal laughed, but it turned into a moan as Toby licked some whipped cream from her nether lips.

“Your so good at that. That spell must have worked wonders.”
Toby smiled and nodded.

“You have no idea.”

Crystal laid her head back down and took in the pleasure that Toby was inflicting. She moaned and shifted her weight, remembering her agreement that they were not going to touch each other, except with the tongue Toby was using.

Toby dipped lower into Crystal and reveled at the taste mixed with the whipped cream. Her whole body tasted delicious. Her nipples, that were covered with cherries at one point, were wonderful. The star fruit he ate off her delicate flower was so good, and he especially liked the fact that the juices slipped into her folds. The blueberries and strawberries were once littered all over her body, the taste of them with her skin and the whipped cram drove Toby crazy. He was attempting to keep himself from blowing.

“Crystal, I,”

Crystal lifted her head and looked at Toby’s painfully erect member. She understood instantly. She smiled and crawled on top of him. Her eyes had a glint of mischief, but Toby soon forgot that when she took his head into her mouth. She sucked slowly at it, twirling her tongue around, making it seem she was sucking on a lollipop. She went lower and Toby’s hips rose to meet her mouth.

“Crystal, oh it feels... it feels so... so good.”

Toby panted as she quickened her strokes. Her mouth and hand working as one. She sucked him hard from the base up, again and again, hoping she was as good as he was letting on. She smiled as he jumped a little when she began to hum.

“Oh, wow...”

Crystal continued humming and letting her hand follow her mouth. She moved her other hand up and began to fondle his treasured jewels. Again, he gasped as the feeling became to much for him. He grabbed a hold of her head and began to thrust into her mouth. He moaned and groaned, his first time was going to be a bang.

Soon, after the whole thrusting motion was added, he careened over the edge and spilt into her mouth.

His breath took a while to return to normal, but it was ok.

Crystal held him close as they fell asleep on the table.

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AN - Alright, I am stopping in the middle of the flash back to post this for you guys. When the next chapter starts, then I will be where I left off in the flash back. Remember, let me know what ya think... *puppy dog eyes* Pawees?? *smiles*