Time moves on

Time moves on – King, Interrupted.

Porn with little plot. Fluff warning.


Sarah automatically turned to embrace Jareth as he crawled into bed next to her. He took her in his arms. Feeling her nakedness against him. His skin was cold; the fire in his study had gone out hours before as he worked. He allowed Sarah’s warmth to invade him and envelope his coldness. Heat seeping into him. Sarah peeked between weary lids; she saw dawn streaking across the sky. She had become used to his nocturnal habits. He worked at his best through the dark hours, sleeping the few hours from dawn until noon.

No words were needed, they understood each other perfectly. Sarah wrapped herself around him, sleepily kissing away the tension she found at his temples. She had feared and loathed him when she first left the Labyrinth. As she had grown into a woman she had desired him, he had answered every call, introduced her to passion and love piece by piece. She now knew that his control had been tested, not just to possess her body but also her mind. She had tormented him, teased him, rejected him. But still he came each time she called for him. Sometimes she had only called him to tell him to leave again. Finally she had realised what he already knew, she was ready to give up her mortal life for the life he offered. She let him possess every part of her mind and body, and in return he had opened his Kingdom and his heart to her. They had become so entwined that she only had to think of something desired and it appeared. Granted the thing mostly desired was the King himself.

Jareth stroked Sarah’s back, feeling the smooth skin under his touch. She continued to kiss his face working her way to his mouth; hovering above him she explored his mouth with her tongue as his hands slid lower. He grasped her hips until she was half lying across him, her breasts crushed against his chest.

Sarah began to move down his tired body, soothing the bunched muscles with her tongue and lips. She drew his nipple into her mouth as he sighed lightly. Moving to the other she mimicked her actions, feeling his chest heave as he breathed deeply. She continued lower, her tongue licking at his torso, nipping slightly at his waist. She cupped his partly erect penis in her hand and swished her tongue over the end, sucking at it with increasing pressure she felt him respond. Taking him, now fully hard, into her mouth, she sucked deeply. She took as much of him as she could, her head bobbing as Jareth dug his hands into her hair. Her hand caressed his sac gently. The feelings she ignited in him never failed to amaze Jareth. He had always thought that love and sex were two things apart, until Sarah had first given herself to him through love and not lust.

Sarah continued to give him the pleasure he so needed, she moved her mouth to his swollen sac, taking each hard ball in her mouth, her tongue caressing the contours she found. Jareth’s hips slowly moved in time with her hand on him, his climax building steadily. He wanted to give her pleasure in return but what she was doing to him held him transfixed.

Sarah moved up his body, he had not touched her yet she felt herself wet and aching for him. She lay over him, slowly drawing her knees up so she sat just below his groin, her hand still moving on him. Jareth opened his eyes and looked into Sarah’s, the love and understanding he saw choked him momentarily and he realised he must be more tired than he had known.

Sarah slowly raised herself above him, and equally slowly lowered onto him. He slid into her to the hilt. He was so big that even now it took her a few moments to adjust. She started to move, Jareth’s hand finding a breast, she arched at his touch, changing the angle of thrust feeling the involuntary ripple of her muscles as his end dragged over her G spot. With both hands he held her in that position, her previous ministrations had excited him too much for him to last long. He wanted her peak as much as he wanted his own. The movements became faster as Jareth felt her start to melt around him; he thrust his hips higher, feeling her wetness seep out onto his stomach. She bit her bottom lip between her teeth as her inner self started to flutter, she felt the strong first twitches of orgasm as Jareth’s breaths and thrusts became more urgent.

Suddenly the room was filled with light and sound. Sarah and Jareth both stopped in shock, still feeling each other twitch as they searched for the source of the interruption.

“Daddeeeee!” a high pitched voice squealed, Sarah grabbed the covers around her, rolling off Jareth feeling his indrawn breath of sensation and frustration.

Sarah was unable to hear Jareth’s entire stream of curses, most of them Fae. She saw her 18 month old son waddle around to Jareth’s side of the bed.

“Mummy and Daddy play!” he said giving his father a toothy grin.

“That was the idea” Jareth muttered pushing himself up the bed to a sitting position.

The child pouted “Tobias play?” he asked, ready to throw a tantrum worthy of the goblin Kings son, should he be refused.

“Tobias should be asleep” Jareth frowned at his son.

“Tobias PLAY!” he demanded his face eerily reminding Sarah of Jareth’s when he didn’t get his spoiled way. In fact her gaze moving from one to the other, their expressions were a mirror image. For entirely different reasons of course.

Sarah sighed; she desperately wanted, no, needed to finish what they had started.

“So your up then” she spoke to her son, smiling.

“As am I” Jareth punched the pillow under his head in frustration “Please Sarah, for this morning, let the nanny take him”

When Tobias had been born, a nanny goblin, her appearance changed by Jareth at Sarah’s insistence, had helped Sarah with him.

“Jareth, I don’t want him to be brought up by a nanny, he should be with his parents” she softly protested “I have given her duties”

“So while she snores in her chambers I go without” he stormed “AGAIN! Sarah this is every morning this week, I’m beginning to wonder if I shall ever come again”

“We have a duty to him Jareth” Sarah knew that it was hard on him, in more ways than one. Sometimes it was like having two children, both throwing tantrums.

“And we also have a duty to future children, that will never be conceived at this rate!” he was angry and tired, and more than a little turned on. Jareth threw the boy a crystal “How does he get in here anyway?” he demanded

“He is your son Jareth” she reasoned “It doesn’t matter what I do, he levitates out of his cot and opens the walls”

A small arrogant smile played on Jareth’s lips momentarily, he was immensely proud about his son and his abilities at such a young age. Still they were severely inconvenient at times. Jareth decided that he was not going to concede this time, as the child played with the crystal, making it change form at his will, Jareth’s hand snaked between Sarah’s legs.

He slid a finger into her and smirked as she gasped.

“Jareth no!” she whispered, feeling herself twitch at his touch

“Sarah yes” he replied wickedly “If you refuse to allow your son to be cared for by another while you take care of your Kings needs” he forced her hand onto his hardness, still damp from her “Then you shall take care of my needs like this” he covered his hand with hers and guided it up and down the shaft. His fingers withdrew, pressing into her clitoris, feeling it spark under his touch. It was all the argument she needed.

Jareth produced another crystal, throwing it towards the door it touched down lightly and rolled out of the room. While he waited he watched Sarah squirm, she raised her hips and a finger stole inside her and curled and caressed her internal spot.

“Jareth” she whispered feeling herself start to rise quickly to the heights only he took her to. Her own hand moved faster, triumph flaring in her eyes as he twitched in her hand, she watched him fight for control.

Her hand stilled as a tousled haired small woman ran into the bedchamber, Jareth had no such thought, his fingers and thumb mercilessly driving her to oblivion. He did however, realise that at that moment Sarah could not speak.

“Take the baby, the Queen is tired and needs to rest” he commanded

“Sire” the nanny scooped up the child and left as quickly as she had entered.

In one swift movement Jareth pounced on her, settling between her thighs, he lifted her legs over his shoulders. He just hoped that he could last long enough to make her come too. He entered her roughly, not pausing to allow for adjustment, none was needed, Sarah’s body took him in as he started to thrust deep inside her. Sarah threw back her head, making low sounds in her throat as his flesh met with hers; he had exactly the right angle to caress her internal and external pleasure points. Her arms flailed as she gave in and her orgasm started to climb in earnest.

“Oh Sarah” he groaned as his already urgent rhythm became more erratic “When you suck and touch me it drives me wild” he paused as the words took effect on her “I want to taste you now but I can’t ….stop, I want to lick you, taste your warmth on my tongue” he was lost now, incapable of any more words as he felt the pressure build at the base of him, slowly surging upwards.

Sarah’s climax twisted through her, from the top of her head, over her erect nipples, down her midrift and to her oversensitive centre, continuing to her tightly curled toes. Small twitters of sound escaped her as Jareth drove harder, reaching his own bliss as he erupted with force inside her. His muscles drove from instinct as he strove to get deeper, each thrust delivering more of him into her until the spasms subsided and they slowed, gentled over a number of minutes until they were still. Gazing into one another’s eyes.

Sarah lowered her legs to Jareth’s waist, but he stayed within her, although shrinking he didn’t want to lose the connection. They kissed languidly, his sweat mingling with hers where their chests met. Jareth realised he was crushing her as his arms refused to hold him up any longer, he rolled onto his side, never releasing her. He held onto her tightly, now he was spent he longed to sleep in her arms, awake with her still there.

“For today Sarah, let the baby be cared for, I have missed you eternally, I need my Queen next to me this day” Jareth’s eyes were already half closed.

“Of course” a dedicated mother she knew Jareth also needed her, Tobias would be safe, and no harm would come from them taking a day to be together.

Jareth smiled and kissed her briefly before sleep claimed him. Sarah lay still, basking in his warmth, a contrast to his earlier iciness. She began to plan ways to make the day one they would not forget in a hurry.