Control

Disclaimer: I borrowed The Any characters pertaining to The Labyrinth By Jim Henson, other than that, this is all me baby...


AN: I thought of this out of NOWHERE, and HAD to write it...it's just a short J/S fic, with lots of smut ;)

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It had seemed like ages since Sarah had been to the Underground. Her memories of conquering The Labyrinth and its king remained forever in her mind. She was 23 years old now, and still lived at home with her parents. High school had come and gone, she had even gone to cosmetology school when her dreams of being an actress were realized in high school to be nothing more than just that; dreams. As a close second to acting, Sarah always had a flair for makeup. In cosmetology school, she had also specialized in hair as well. To save on Rent after she finished school, Sarah decided to remain living at home while working so she could put some money away for an apartment of her own. Even though she was much older now, she had always kept in contact with the friends she had made in the Underground. In fact, every Wednesday night Hoggle came to visit with Sarah.

She sat at her Vanity table, now filled with the latest and greatest hair products, as Hoggle's image shimmered into view.

"Hi Sarah, How've ya' been since I last talked to ya?"

"I've been alright Hoggle, exactly the same actually. How are Didymus and Ludo?

"They's good. I've killed me some more fairies this week, I'm up to 248!"

Sarah seemed a little distant, "That's good. So Hoggle, How is Jareth?"

"Huh?!? Whatcha' askin' bout him for?"

"Well I was thinking, do you think he hates me? I mean, since I beat his Labyrinth?"

"Wells, I think HATE is a strong word, I can tell ya he wasn't too happy bout it, but I don't think he hates ya."

"Oh..."

"Sarah, you okay? You seem a little down."

"I'm alright Hoggle, I've just been thinking about some things, that's all."

"Anything I can do? Ya know I hates to see ya upset."

Sarah shook her head and Hoggle took that as cue to change the subject.

"Didymus actually did something pretty silly today..."

Sarah looked up at Hoggle and unintentionally cut him off

"Do you think he has a girlfriend?"

"Didymus??!!"

Sarah laughed, "No, Jareth..."

"I don't think so, I mean, I aint never seen anyone around him. Whatcha wastin your time on him for?"

"I was just thinking, sorry..."

Hoggle gave her a scrutinizing look and kept talking about some ridiculous thing or another.

"Hoggle, There is something you could do for me..."

"Hmmm? What?"

"Is there ANY way you could bring me to the Underground? I mean WITHOUT Jareth knowing about it?"

"It would be tricky, but I thinks I could do it. Why?"

"Well, lets just say I have a little unfinished business I have to take care of. Can you take me over this Friday night?"

"I'll sure try if that's what you want."

"Thanks Hoggle, I have to get some sleep now, but I will see you here at this same time Friday night?"

"You bet. Goodbye Sarah."

"Hoggle, remember, this is our little secret, okay?"

"That's what friends is for aint they?"

Sarah laughed as his image faded from view. She knew this would be extremely risky and have the potential to go COMPLETELY wrong, but she had to give it a try...if not, she would spend the rest of her life wondering what could've happened if she didn't.

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All the next Day, Sarah had been racking her brain as to what she was going to wear...If she was going to do this, she was going to do it right.

As she shuffled through her wardrobe, she found a short black leather mini-skirt she had initially bought for clubbing. Her friends Stacia and Alexis always insisted on taking her clubbing on Saturday nights.

"This would be perfect...but what the hell can I wear it with?" she mumbled as she thought about her assortment of halter-tops.

She had just remembered the shirt she had borrowed from Stacia that she had yet to wear...it was a silver metal mesh halter style top that came to a point just above her navel and was held together by a silver chain across her back.

"Perfect" She thought. "Now I just need the right underpants and I'll be all set...there is no way in hell I'm wearing the 'Hanes Her Way' kind Karen always buys for me..."

Since she didn't have much in the way of sexy lingerie, she opted to take a trip to Frederick's of Hollywood...this was a special occasion after all, how often does a person take a chance on seducing the Goblin King?

Sarah looked through the large selection of risqué outfits and finally settled on a black garter belt and a pair of sheer black silk thigh highs only since her halter-top wouldn't allow her to wear a bra.

Now she was ready...

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Friday night couldn't come soon enough, all she could think about at work was what Jareth's lips would feel like on her body...the mere thought sent shivers down her spine. She decided she would wear an overcoat over her outfit because she didn't really want Hoggle to know what she was planning.

She sat waiting for Hoggle at her vanity as usual, and he was right on time, as promised.

"Hi Sarah, are ya ready?"

"Yes Hoggle, Jareth doesn't know, right?"

"I made sure no one saw me leave. He was in his study working when I left."

"Good. Once you get me into the castle, just point me in the right direction and I can take it from there, okay?"

"If that's whatcha want, should ya need me..."

"Hopefully I wont." Sarah said with suppressed laughter. She got a mental image of Hoggle's horrified expression if he happened to walk in on her and Jareth.

Sarah grabbed a small CD player and her Missy Elliot CD and followed Hoggle through the mirror into the Underground.

It felt so strange to be back in the castle. This time, there was no quest, no time limit. She could smell a hint of magic in the air as she followed Hoggle down the twisted hallways of the castle. Hoggle finally stopped and pointed down the hall to a door slightly ajar aglow with candlelight. Sarah nodded and hugged him, before Hoggle left her to her "unfinished Business".

Sarah tiptoed down the hall being cautious of her heels on the stone floor. She shed her overcoat, and quietly set up the CD player. Before she could hit the play button, Jareth yelled from within the room...

"Whoever that is out there had best move along unless they would like a trip to the bog, I DO NOT wish to be disturbed while I work..."

Sarah stifled a laugh, took a deep breath and hit play on the CD player. The first couple of beats of "Minute Man" by Missy Elliot floated into the room as Jareth looked up.

"What in the Underground..." He said as he turned to face the door, wondering where the strange music was coming from. It was unlike anything he had heard before.

Sarah slid the tip of her shoe, followed by a sleek leg into the room as the rest of her was concealed behind the door. Her right hand snaked around the door to let him have a glimpse of her hand as she slid it slowly down the length of the door.

Jareth looked on in curiosity. He was fully aware that this was a woman, with extremely sexy legs, but he had no idea who it could be...He arched an eyebrow as a slow smirk formed on his lips...this was getting interesting.

"Who are you?" he drawled in his most sensual voice.

"Someone who has never been able to get you out of her thoughts, and has many regrets..."

"I know that voice..." Jareth thought to himself, but couldn't quite place it.

"Let me see you..."

Sarah took a deep breath and slowly slinked out from behind the door, biting her lower lip in anticipation.

"How did you...I mean, why did you come back? You got what you wanted." He sneered at her as he turned his back to her.

Sarah knew this wouldn't be easy, so she walked up behind him and whispered in his ear...

"I ALWAYS wanted you...It wasn't you I gave up, it was my dreams...I couldn't let Toby pay for what I had done, I had to be punished, not he. I have never stopped dreaming of you..."

Jareth slowly expelled the breath he was holding. He was glad she was back, but he wanted to play it cool, and make her work for his affections.

Sarah became a bolder and slid her hands around his waist from behind and moved them up his chest. His muscles were defined and so perfect beneath her fingers, she only imagined what he tasted like...She brushed her lips across his neck.

Jareth turned around to face her and sat in front of her, draping his leg casually over the arm of the chair. She took that as a sign to continue her strip tease...She started merely by dancing provocatively in front of him, moving her hands over her body. Even the thought that he was watching her do these things excited her. She gave him her best version of a lap dance, as she rubbed her body against his, straddling his lap. He moved in to kiss her, but she stopped his mouth with her hand and waved her finger at him...she wasn't finished yet. She stood, noticing the growing hardness in his breeches, and rested one foot on his thigh while she hitched her skirt higher to reveal the garter belt. She slowly slid one stocking down her slender calf while Jareth looked on in seemingly cool indifference; but his midsection betrayed him. He wanted her, and she knew it.

Once Sarah had removed her other stocking, she pulled him up out of the chair. She spun around putting her back to him as she slid down the length of his body. Jareth was hanging on by a thread as she continued this slow torture...as she stood, she looked over her shoulder at him, urging him to unclasp the chain that held her top across her back. He quickly undid it and she once again turned to face him as she revealed her breasts to him. Without waiting for an invitation, Jareth cupped her breasts in his hands and brought his head down on a taut pink nipple. Sarah moaned as he flicked his tongue across it and suckled her.

Jareth pulled away for a moment, knowing things were about to get pretty heated, and hurled a crystal at the door to seal it against any unwanted visitors. He had been waiting a long time to have her, he was not about to let her go.

He looked back at Sarah and saw desire clouding her eyes as she pulled him close. His eyes fluttered momentarily as she gently bit at his nipple through the gauzy fabric of his shirt. He swept his arm across the desk in a frenzy, and sent papers and documents to the floor as he lifted her up on to it. She clung to him as he began to take over. His hand slid down between her breasts, over her stomach and between her thighs. She cried out softly as he slipped a finger inside her, she was already slick with desire. She rocked her hips mercilessly against his hand, dangerously close to losing control. He whispered into her ear.

"Not just yet, my sweet..."

She steeled herself for the agonizing torture that was sure to follow. Jareth ed hed her panties off, and discarded them over his shoulder.

"I doubt you will be needing these..."

Sarah threw her head back in restless abandon...this was everything she could have imagined, and more.

She felt his hot mouth descend upon her, caressing her between her parted thighs and moaned with pleasure. How could anything in the world feel this good? She entwined her fingers through his hair and arched her back towards him, giving him full access to her womanhood.

"mmm...you taste like honey..." she heard Jareth whisper.

He couldn't wait anymore, he had to have her here and now. He leaned back up and captured her mouth with his, letting her taste her own sweetness on his lips. He freed himself from his breeches and slid the tip of his erection against her moist entrance.

Yes, Jareth...Take me...." She whispered against his throat as she licked the salty skin. He closed his eyes and grasped her bottom in his hands as he plunged himself into her with a ragged breath. She felt like nothing he has ever experienced and he almost came before he had even begun.

"Slow down, love...I want to take my time with you..." Jareth whispered in her ear.

Sarah lay back against the cool mahogany of his desk and tossed her head from side to side as filled her completely. She loved seeing how vulnerable he felt at this moment, knowing she could make him lose all control within the blink of an eye... He looked down over her perfect body and could see where they were joined. He reached out one hand and touched her full, pouting lips and slowly moved his hand over her chest, between her breasts and down the length of her abdomen until he found the small sensitive bud between her legs that would send her over the edge. He began to move inside of her slowly at first, then speeding up as she matched his pace, moving his thumb over her clit as he fucked her.

He heard her whimper as her body tensed beneath him.

"Oh God, Jareth, I'm going to come...." She cried out as he pushed himself into her even harder.

"That's it love, give it to me...you look so beautiful when you come..."

Jareth watched her bite down on her bottom lip and cry out as her body shook with waves of pleasure that he elicited from her. The mere sight of her face experiencing the pleasure that he made her feel, sent him over the edge. He pushed into her one last time as hard as he could and cried out her name as he spilled his seed within her.

"SARRRRAHHHH...."

Sarah, completely drained pulled him down to her chest as they both struggled to catch their breath. At first, neither spoke, until finally he raised his head and looked into her eyes.

"Sarah, I love you...I always have...this was a most unexpected and most welcome surprise, but I must ask, what made you decide to do this?"

She looked at him, really looked at him as if searching his face for the answer and smiled.

"Because I am in love with you too, and I just couldn't stay away any longer...well, that and I was horny..." She laughed as she saw his eyebrows risethatthat last comment.

"I'm kidding, Jareth, I did it because I finally realized you were what was missing in my life...you ARE my dreams."

He smiled, and kissed her deeply, knowing he had finally found his Queen.

"Oh, one more thing Sarah; I loved your...attire, if it could be called that...we will have to get you more of those thigh stockings..." Jareth said as he picked her up and carried her to his bedchamber.