Fallen

Fallen

By Sharkdiver

Rated: NC-17

This was a challenge I issued on the Marysia boards:

The Challenge is:

It has to be Jareth/Sarah (obviously) with an alternate ending as to what happened when she fell into the oubliette in the movie...instead of Hoggle being there and helping her escape, what else could you think of happening?

Must include:

1) 2 of Jareth's crystals that can turn into *anything* you deem helpful to this story

2) the line, "Don't you see, Sarah, This was NEVER about the child..."

3) a fireplace sort of alcove within the oubliette

4) There *is* no way out of the oubliette, save for Jareth (i.e, no hidden door to let her out)


Disclaimer: The Labyrinth and all its characters are NOT MINE, just borrowing.


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Fallen

“This was a dead end a minute ago…” Sarah mumbled more to herself than anyone else.

“No, that’s the dead end behind you!” one of the shield guards chuckled.

Sarah turned sharply, disbelieving that the Labyrinth consconsistently changing every time she turned around.

“It keeps changing! What am I supposed to do?” she sighed in frustration.

“Well the only way out of here is to try one of these doors! One of them leads to the castle in the center of the Labyrinth and the other one leads to…”

“Bo bo bo boom…” interjected the other guard

“Certain death.”

“Which one is which?” Sarah asked nervously, knowing that it would be too easy if they just told her the answer.

“Uh, we can’t tell you!” the shield guard stated matter of factly.

“Why not?”

“Uh, we don’t know, but they do!”

Sarah watched as the top two heads of the shield guards looked up at her.

“Oh, then I’ll ask them…” Sarah said hoping their answer would be more helpful.

“No, ya can’t ask us, you can only ask one of us. It is the rules! And I must warn ya, one of us always tell the truth, and one of us always lies…I tell the truth, He always lies.”

“I do not! I tell the truth!” the other shield guard cried defensively

“Oh what a lie…”

Sarah, already confused, resolved that she had to figure out some way of logic that would reveal which door told the truth and which one lied.

“Alright, answer yes or no. Would he tell me that this door leads to the castle?”

The shield guard looked at her thoughtfully for a moment before conferring with his underside and finally answered, “Yes.”

“Than the other door leads to the castle and this door leads to certain death.” She concluded.

“How do you know? He could be telling the truth!” the shield guard asked puzzled.

“But then you wouldn’t be…So if you told me that he said yes, I know the answer is no.”

“But I could be telling the truth!” the guard said defensively.

“But then he would be lying. So if you told me that he said yes, I know the answer would still be no.” Sarah rationalized.

“Wait a minute, is that right?” The guard asked quizzically.

“I don’t know, I’ve never understood it!” Laughed the other guard

“No, it’s right I’ve figured it out. I could never do it before!” she said smiling as she turned the handle to the door on her right, “I think I’m getting smarter! This is a piece of cake!”

Just as she made to keep walking through the doorway, the floor opened up beneath her feet and she fell down, down, down into a tunnel of hands.

“Help!” Sarah screamed, still trying to understand how she had so badly miscalculated the door’s riddle…

The hands immediately held her weight to stop her fall.

“Stop it! Help!” Sarah yelled as the hands latched on to her tightly.

Oddly enough, the hands formed faces when they came together and spoke to her!

“What do you mean, ‘Help’, we ARE helping! We’re helping hands!” The formed faced replied.

“You’re hurting!” Sarah cried as she struggled in their grasp.

“Would you like us to let go???” The hand-faces laughed as they began to loosen their grip on her.

“No!!!” Sarah screamed as the dawning realization sank in that these hands were the only thing holding her up.

“Well then, come on, which way?”

“Which way?” Sarah repeated, trying to figure out if this was another trick

“Up or down” the hands asked.

“Oh…” Sarah thought for a moment.

“Come on, come on, we haven’t got all day, which way do you want you go?”

another set of hands made a face, “Yes, which way?”

“Well, since I’m pointed that way, I guess I’ll go down…” Sarah finally answered.

“She chose down!” a chorus of voices said as they began to loosen their grip on her

“Was that wrong??!” Sarah asked frantically to no avail.

“Too late now….” On of the voices answered her back, as she fell through an opening in the tunnel to a well of complete blackness.

She landed with a thud on the dusty floor, and coughed as the dust she had kicked up swirled around in a small beam of light that glinted though an opening in the grate above her head.

“Great, just Great, Sarah, now what the hell are you going to do? Why the HELL did I choose to go down? What IDIOT chooses the dark scary pit?? SHIT!!!” She slammed her fist down roughly on the floor in frustration before getting to her feet.

Not expecting an answer, she was caught off guard when she heard a silky voice answer her…

“My, my Sarah, you do have quite a colorful vocabulary.”

She froze like a deer trapped in the headlights, Oh God, maybe if I stand perfectly still he won’t see me.

She felt a gloved hand stroke her cheek, and she let out a startled App Apparently I was wrong. Damn! He must have night vision or something!

As if reading her thoughts, Jareth moved his hand and a blazing fire came to life in the stone hearth just behind Sarah.

She jumped and took a few steps backwards as the fire erupted practically where she had been standing. She backed into something solid, and turned quickly to see Jareth staring down at her bemused. Sarah screamed before she could get her nerves under control and stepped away from him.

She stood, staring at his sharp chiseled features bathed in the firelight. She desperately tried to pry her eyes away from his face, aware that she had been caught staring at him.

“I see you have discovered one of the Labyrinth’s many oubliettes.

Sarah knew he was referring to this darkened room, but had never heard the term before. “Oubliette?” she ventured cautiously, knowing whatever it was couldn’t be good.

“Since I am feeling particularly generous today, I’ll explain: an oubliette is a prison of sorts, more specifically, a place for forgetting.”

“Oh…” was all Sarah could manage. She was very curious as to what he wanted, but she was still very much intimidated by him. She knew she had to tread carefully where Jareth was concerned.

Sarah looked around frantically, attempting to find some means of escape.

“Don’t bother, there IS no way out, love.” Jareth chided. He watched Sarah’s futile attempts at escaping with a predatory grin.

“So…what now? What do you want?” Sarah asked nervously.

“Yes indeed Miss Williams, what now?” Jareth drawled in his usual mocking tone. He let his eyes roam over her body. Even for a young woman of 15, she still managed to create a steady throb of desire within him.

“So this is it? Does this mean I lost?” Sarah’s eyes widened and blurred with unshed tears as the realization that she had failed Toby hit her hard.

“It doesn’t have to be…” Jareth flashed her a playful smile, his lips curling slightly to reveal pointed teeth.

“What do you mean?” She asked looking suddenly a bit more hopeful.

“I propose a NEW game.”

“But…what about Toby?”

Jareth laughed heartily and Sarah noted how handsome he appeared in the firelight.

“Don’t you see, Sarah, this was NEVER about the child…”

“What are you saying!?” Sarah took a step towards him, anger flashing in her eyes. Was this all a joke to him? Genuine confusion washed over her face as she looked into his eyes.

“I don’t care about the child, it is YOU I want.”

Jareth closed the space between them in a matter of seconds. His arm snaked around her waist and he pulled her against him. He lifted her chin with his free hand and looked down in to her eyes that seemed to sparkle like liquid pools of emerald in the soft glow of light.

Why did she suddenly feel dizzy? She felt butterflies fluttering in her stomach as he traced small circles on her lower back with his gloved hand.

He leaned in close and whispered huskily in her ear, “Have you ever known a man before, Sarah?”

Her breath hitched in her throat as she tried to think of something halfway intelligent to say.

“Sure, I know lots of guys.” Her voice wavering. Smooth move, Sarah, THAT sounded intelligent. Oh God, and there was that laugh again…He could charm the pants off of the Virgin Mary with that laugh… She thought to herself.

“No Sarah, I think you know what I am referring to.” Jareth drove the point home by easing his hand slowly over her bottom and squeezing it slightly.

Sarah squealed in surprise as his unexpected, but not entirely unwanted touch lingered over her backside.

“Well, have you?” He asked again.

Too embarrassed to speak, Sarah merely nodded her head “No”.

“Do you find me attractive, Sarah?” Jareth asked her as he used his free hand to trace a smooth line over her jaw. She closed eyeseyes in response as his hand caressed her cheek. This was too much! She answered honestly in a hushed whisper, “Yes…”

“Are you ready to play my game, then?” Jareth asked seductively.

“What kind of game?” Sarah barely managed to say. How could anyone concentrate with those fingers…

“A Game that I’m sure you will enjoy, love.”

Sarah thought for a moment, almost getting lost in hagicagical touch, but forced herself to at least make sure of one thing…

“Before I agree, I need to know that Toby is safe.” Sarah asked him with a pleading look in her eyes.

“Will this ease your mind so that you may concentrate on…other things?” He asked her in all seriousness

“Yes. I need to know.”

“Very well.” Jareth pulled a crystal out of thin air and it glided fluidly over his hands as he moved it towards her.

“Look into its depths, and you shall see for yourself.” Sarah took the cold crystal orb into her hands. At first glance, only inky blackness seemed to swirl within, but as she thought about Toby, an image of him asleep safely in his crib at home shimmered to life.

She looked up at Jareth and smiled faintly as a huge weight was lifted from her shoulders.

“Thank you.” She said simply. She looked back down at her feet remembering he had some “game” in store for her. What was she still even doing there if Toby was safe a t home? She did not yet know the answer, but she had a feeling she was about to find out.

“Ready to play my game, my lovely?” Jareth whispered close to her ear, causing a shiver to run down her spine.

“Yes, What do I have to do?”

“We’re going to play a little guessing game.”

She knew better than to trust Jareth without finding out the risks involved.

“What are the stakes?” Sarah asked him as she searched his eyes for the answer.

“Your freedom. Not just from this oubliette, but as you can see there is no more cause to run my Labyrinth, and I can’t just LET you leave…you must earn it.”

“Fine. I don’t have much choice either way…” her voice cracked as his hand that had been resting on her bottom had suddenly begun to move.

“I want you to guess the answers to my questions. There will be three questions. Every answer you get right, wins you a point towards your freedom. Every answer you get wrong, well…you’ll have to find out.”

“Sounds easy enough…” Sarah couldn’t help but feel the nervousness spreading to her knees as they became weak. She felt as if she was face to face with someone she had a monstrous crush on, well, she DOES have a monstrous crush on… and she has to ask him out.

“I’ll begin.” Jareth smirked at her and flashed her a handsome grin

Without warning he brought his mouth down over hers and began to kiss her, sliding his tongue over her soft lips. She parted her lips for him, granting access in to her mouth. She couldn’t believe she was actually kissing him back and not trying to stop him. There is no way in HELL I’m stopping this…ohhhh…this feels sooo nice…she thought.

Jareth pulled back and broke the kiss, leaving Sarah craving more.

“First question, love, when I was kissing you, did you want me to stop?”

She hesitated, thinking maybe she could win this game easily by telling him what the answer he would expect to hear from her.

“Y..yes.”

“Tsk, tsk tsk, Sarah, you shouldn’t lie…it isn’t becoming of a lady. That is one wrong answer.”

Jareth formed a crystal on his fingertips and tossed it to the ground in front of the hearth. A think fur blanket appeared in its place. Jareth led Sarah over to the blanket.

“Lie down.” He commanded as she looked up into his mismatched eyes.

She complied, knowing that defying him wouldn’t get her out of this oubliette any faster.

Jareth lay down neo heo her and began to kiss her again, this time with more passion. His hands Oh God his hands…slid over sid sides and moved up to cup her breasts. She arched her back towards him, and deepened the kiss. She definitely wanted this…

He ran his gloved hand over her hip and grasped her leg as he pulled it over himself. She could feel his arousal pressed intimately ast hst her. She ached to move against him, but she was unsure of herself. He sensed her thoughts and placed her hand against his hardness. He kissed and teased the flesh of her neck as he whispered his next question.

“Am I making you wet, Sarah?”

When she didn’t answer right away, he moved a hand to unbutton her jeans, and slipped his hand inside her underwear to tease the sensitive flesh that lay beneath.

“Not answering the question constitutes a wrong answer…and I see you are deliciously wet.”

She moaned softly as he continued teasing the sensitive flesh, feeling a wonderful throbbing sensation between her legs.

“Take off your shirt, Sarah, I wish to see you…”

She slowly reached up to unbutton her vest and blouse with shaking fingers and eased it off over her shoulders.

“The undergarment as well…”

She bit her lip and unclasped her bra. He helped her remove it the rest of the way, easing it off of her and nibbling at the soft flesh of her neck. She leaned into his touch and moaned as his hands found her exposed breasts. He moved his thumb in slow circles over one taunt pink nipple, as he took the other into his mouth. She squirmed beneath him in utter pleasure. She had never imagined that something like this could feel that good…

He rolled over pulling her on top of him, granting her access to his arousal as she pressed herself against him. Jeans undone and topless, Sarah felt she could no longer control her body. He was making her feel things she never thought possible, and she didn’t want it to end. He entire body ached with a need she had never known.

She ground herself against his hips, feeling her passion burning hotter and hotter. His hands and mouth moved back to her breasts as she writhed against him in a fury.

“Do you want me inside of you, Sarah?”

Finally, she answered one question correctly…

“Oh God yes…please Jareth…” She begged in a husky voice she barely recognized as her own.

“That’s a good girl, but first I want to taste you…”

He rolled back over, pinning her beneath him. He gently pulled her already unbuttoned jeans and underpants over her slender hips and off of her legs. She lay before him completely nude, as he eased her legs open. She was unsure of what he was about to do, and tensed.

“It’s alright, love, just relax.” He soothed her.

The next sensation she felt sent her reeling. She felt his tongue probing her and lapping up her liquid desire. She began to move against him, slowly at first, but as his rhythm remained steady, hers became chaotic. She moaned louder now and slir fir fingers into his blond mane. As he felt her urging him on, he moaned as his tongue moved across to catch the small sensitive bud in his teeth. As he nibbled her, she lost control in wave after wave of pleasure. He knew she came, and it was probably her first orgasm. He moved back up to her to watch the relief pass over her face.

Before she could come down too far off of the orgasm’s high, he slipped a finger inside of her and continued to tease her. When she seemed like she was quite ready to receive him, he kneeled over her and pulled his shirt off, allowing her to gaze hungrily at his sculptured chest. She could see his hardness straining against his breeches. She reach over and stroked him over his pants while looking up to meet his gaze.

“Are you sure this is what you want? I will not force you Sarah.”

She bit her bottom lip and slowly shook her head “yes”. She was too far-gone and had felt too much to go back to being innocent. She needed this…she needed him more than she’s ever needed anything else.

He unlaced his breeches and pulled them down, freeing his erection. She gazed at it wide eyed for a minute as he looked at her in amusement. He crawled over her, positioning himself between her legs, and kissed her deeply and slowly. He could feel her hips beginning to rock with the need he was making her feel.

“Sarah, before we do this, I want to tell you this will hurt at first, but you must relax. The pain won’t last and it will feel pleasurable once it passes.”

She nodded in understanding and slid her hands over his back. He began to push forward into her slowly. Sarah began to feel pain, and unshed tears blurred in her eyes.

“Shhhh…Just relax, I won’t hurt you, I promise.” He soothed as he finally managed to push all the way in.

Slowly after the pain began to subside, he started moving slowly within her, aware that it would take a little while for her to get used to the feeling of him inside of her. After a few minutes, she began to slowly move with him. His pace quickened as he felt her passion rising once again. He grasped one of her legs and pulled it higher giving himself deeper inside her. She felt more amazing than anything he had ever experienced in his immortal life. This girl could be the death of him yet…

She began to feel the familiar throb growing deep within her as she moved back and forth against him. He was so close to climaxing, but he held out so that she would remember how pleasurable the experience was. He moved faster and harder into her and leaned down to whisper against her throat as he push forward to make her come again.

“You like the way I feel inside of you? Gods, Sarah, you are so wet…”

His words sent her over the edge as she tensed and felt the wonderful tremors that washed over her in waves as she came. She dug her nails into his back and cried out his name.

That was all the encouragement Jareth needed…He moved deep within her one last time and spilled his seed inside of her. He collapsed onto the rug next to her breathing heavy. Neither one spoke for a few minutes while they caught their breath. He pulled Sarah over to him in a tight embrace and kissed her gently on the forehead.

“So…what happens now?” Sarah asked him breathlessly.

“Do you still think me a villain?” he asked her, a playful smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

She looked at him, really looked at him, for the first time.

“No.” She shook her head, a slight smile creeping across her face.

“I thought not.”

“You didn’t answer my question…” Sarah said teasingly as she bit her bottom lip.

Jareth sighed, knowing he would have to let her make up her own mind as to whether or not she stayed in the Underground. What she had never realized, was that she had the power all along; she was the weaver of both their fates.

“Sarah, what do you wish?” he asked her seriously, searching her eyes for the answer he hoped she would give.

“I wish I didn’t have to be treated as a slave back home anymore. You offer me my freedom, yet I’m not sure I want it if that is what I have to return to…”

Jareth felt hope spark to life again as he watched her emotions play across her face in the firelight. Gods she was beautiful.

“You don’t have to…”

“Don’t have to what?” she asked him, a puzzling look on her face

“Don’t have to go back. You don’t belong there, Sarah, they are killing your spirit. Stay here where you can live your dreams…stay with me.”

“You want me to stay?”

“If you wish it, yes. I would take you as my n, Sn, Sarah. You could have everything you want…”

She turned away from him, not knowing what to say. She had a life back home; it wasn’t much, but it was hers. Everything she had ever dreamed of was here in the Underground, waiting for her. She would never see Toby or her family again if she decided to stay, would she?

“Jareth, I know in my heart what I want, but I’m not sure if it is the right decision. If I stayed, would I be able to see my family ever again?”

He knew this was something she would have a hard time letting go of. He had to be honest with her, and hope that she would understand.

“Sarah, You will not be able to be with your family ever again if you choose to stay here. Their memory of you will be erased to protect the boundaries of this realm, they cannot know you have gone. I can, however, allow you to view them through a crystal so you may watch Toby grow up, and your parents go through life. It is a difficult thing to endure, I know.”

A tear trickled down Sarah’s cheek as she looked down into her lap.

“How do you know?” She asked him softly

“I know because I watched you grow into the woman you are now, wishing to be with you, yet knowing I could not until you wished it so.” Jareth whispered against her cheek as he brushed feather soft kisses along her jaw.

“You watched me?” she asked a bit surprised, allowing Jareth to wipe her tears.

“Yes, my love, I have always been watching over you. Now, it is time to make your decision. Just know that no matter what decision you make, I will always be watching.”

She took a deep breath and thought of her father. “Well, daddy always told me he wanted me to be happy, and follow my dreams…” she smile the the memory. “It will be difficult to let them go, but I know in my heart I will never be truly happy there…and I love you, Jareth, I always have. I don’t know how, but I always felt your presence in my life.”

He sighed with relief as he heard her answer.

“Does this mean you will stay?” he asked her brushing a lock of hair from her face.

She smiled at him and leaned towards him, kissing him deeply. When she finally broke the kiss, she leaned over to whisper in his ear…

“I choose you.”