Through the maze

A/N: I'm extremely satisfied with how this turned out, and I hope that as the reader, you are too. :-)

The morning light crept in through the small window in Jareth’s chambers, bathing the two figures in its warmth.

Stubbornly, Sarah snuggled back into the covers, refusing to wake up. But the light kept getting brighter, and she sat up to close the blinds with a sigh. As soon as the arm around her waist tightened, she froze. Slowly, she turned around, only to find herself in bed with Jareth.

It was odd to see him in anything other that his regal, proud state, but there he was, totally disheveled, and the sight made Sarah’s heart wrench. She wasn’t even mad about waking up to find herself here, she was just….tired, but mainly confused.

Sarah sighed and gently began to shake him, rousing him from his sleep.

The Goblin King opened his eyes and upon seeing her awake, immediately sat up in the large bed.

Lowering her eyes, Sarah spoke softly.

“Jareth, I want to go home.”


All of the playfulness and amusement Sarah had seen in his eyes since she had arrived was gone. His countenance had utterly changed and now was almost…forlorn.

“Then you absolutely refuse to stay?”

This was going to be so much harder than she thought.

“Jareth marriage is for two people who care for each other, for two people that are totally devoted to the other, two people who-“

“Love each other, as I love you?”

Sarah couldn’t believe her ears. He loved her? And she knew, that she loved him too. Happiness welled up inside her, because of this love that made no sense. The proud, timeless Goblin King had fallen for a young, defiant mortal woman. Nothing could stop the smile or laughter that came from those words. Finally she regained her voice.

“Yes, and as I love you.”

And then he kissed her, and later she swore that the sun shone brighter as he poured all of his emotion into that kiss, which increasingly grew in emotion and passion.
Sarah moaned into his mouth as all coherent thought flew out the window. He was consuming her, and she was lost on the flow of sensations coursing through her being.

She pulled back gasping for breath in his arms and as he looked down into her eyes, she felt like he was almost asking her permission, and without hesitation she gave a slow nod of consent.


Sarah’s eyelids fluttered shut slowly as Jareth pulled her up for a drugging kiss. He held her close, tasting her with languid ease.

He loved the way she was so warm and pliant against him, and she tasted wonderful.

*Once upon a time there was a beautiful young girl…*


Slowly they began caressing each other, and he pressed her close, as if he was trying to meld them together.

His hand trailed upward to rthymically squeeze and caresses her breast and Sarah gave a blissful sigh.

She wasn’t a virgin, but this surpassed anything she had experienced before tenfold because this time it was this man, the man she loved.

They sank onto the bed beneath them were Jareth continued his ministrations and Sarah impatiently began to pull on his shirt.

‘How long does it take him to dress?? There’s so many damn buttons!’

Jareth chuckled and with a flick of his wrist, the shirt was gone. Slowly Sarah trailed her fingers over his shoulders, and chest, exploring him as he was her.

He settled himself over her and Sarah loved at how right it seemed, and when he looked at her and stroked her face, her heart swelled.

*But what no one knew, is that the Goblin King had fallen in love with her…*

She pulled him down for a kiss and pressed against him. The tenderness was nice, but for her it was just a little to slow.

Jareth groaned and pulled her shirt up and off. He struggled to remove her bra before finally giving another quick flick. Slowly he began raining kisses across her chest.

Sarah found her voice and said breathily, “I think I’m going to like your magic.”

The dark look he gave her made her shiver with its intensity, and he produced a crystal ball, letting the cool bauble roll across her chest raising goose bumps. Without warning it vanished, taking with it the rest of their clothes.

He worked his way down her body slowly, and then pendant around his neck rested on her thighs and Sarah opened her eyes to see why he stopped.

His elbows nudged her legs apart and he kissed the inside of each, before leaning in to taste her.

Sarah’s cry was intense, but he was relentless, plundering and taking what he wanted, while she grabbed the bed sheets and writhed above him.

Nothing had ever felt like this before, and the immense waves of pleasure felt like they were almost too much, and just when she thought she would break, her release came with his name spilling from her lips.

He crawled back up her body and his arousal grew at the sight of her flushed face and swollen lips. It all felt almost to good to be true, that he was finally here with the one he was meant to be with for the rest of his life.

Seizing her lips with a kiss, he thrust up quickly, completing them both and making them whole.

“Jareth!” was the only word Sarah was capable of voicing, as they moved together, in a timeless dance that only lovers know.

He kissed her forehead as he moved faster, trying to make the moment last as long as possible.

Here was that sensation again, of completely coming apart. But this time, she was complete and it was so much more, and with one last shout, she shuddered and came, and with her release came his.

Jareth rolled over and pulled Sarah as close as possible, tugging the blankets over them both.

Sarah was in a lethargic afterglow and traced small designs on his encompassing arm as she thought of the future.

Jareth kissed her back and murmured “What are you thinking of?”

“Our life together.” But her voice was trembling, and Jareth turned her over with a questioning look.

“Jareth, what happens when I grow old, and you stay young, will you not want me anymore?” The tears were threatening to spill and Jareth grew alarmed, but began to sooth her when he understood her worrying.

“Sarah, what is magic for, if not to grant your every wish?”

She sniffed, and said, “So you mean you can make me immortal?”

“On our wedding day, you shall be tied to me forever.”

Smiling, Sarah moved to kiss him but a loud rumbling from her stomach made her draw back sheepishly.

“I guess I am a little hungry, I haven’t really eaten since I came here….”

With a devilish glint, the peach in Sarah’s purse appeared in Jareth’s hand.

“I have a gift for you,” he whispered, and in an even lower tone said, “Do you want it?”

And with absolute love and trust, Sarah reached for the peach and took a bite, saying more than words could ever say.


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