Seeing Is Believing

Title: Seeing Is Believing
Author: Jessie Deal
Summary: Sarah finally found someone true
Rating: R
Pairing(s): Sarah/Jareth
Feedback: you know how to do it
Characters: Sarah, Jareth, Michael
Betas: no betas were used (so if you see any mistake do point it out)
Author’s notes: This was written for the 'awful smut' award (or something along those lines. forgive my inaccuracies) for Katy's The Lab. The idea was writing smut using anything you want. Bad spelling, bad plotting, ridiculous situations or weird similes., anything goes.
Disclaimer: This is *fan*fiction, implying I am merely a fan, not the original creator of the characters.

Sarah woke up with a smile on her face. Last night Michael had made her a sweet (even if somewhat expected) surprise with candlelit dinner to their one month anniversary of being a couple. If she thought about it, she still wasn’t sure how exactly they did end up together. All she remembered is that how she met him and her next memory was already walking around the city while holding his hand.
Anyway yesterday was their anniversary. She knew he was planning something by the naughty look in his eyes and his obvious distraction at times during the last couple of days, however when he brought her to his place she couldn't still not be amazed. After all, she was only a woman, and all women in their heart of hearts dream of a little romance.
He was perfectly charming all of the evening and although her brain did sent a couple of warning signs Sarah decided that ‘what the hell, why not him after all?’ and went for it.

And so here she was today, naked in bed beside the most amazing guy she had ever met, and finally she felt that something in her life was right. Snuggling towards the warm body next to her she slowly opened her eyes. What she saw, however, was slightly different then what she expected to see. In fact the smile on her face died while her expression changed from confusion to embarrassment to something completely unreadable to the person who looked at it. And that person was Jareth.
- What are you doing in here? – she screamed at him – but not quite loudly, after all you wouldn’t want the neighbors to hear that…
- Exactly the same thing you are doing here – waking up after good nights sleep. – he answered somewhat too logically for early in the morning on a Saturday for Sarah.
- Okay, but why does it have to be HERE?
- Because this is where I always sleep - he answered in perfect calmness again.
- In that case what am I doing here then? – in other time perhaps Sarah's reasoning would be clouded by anger, but right now her mind was still hazy and while she realized that something was completely and terribly wrong here she couldn’t pinpoint on exactly what it was.
- This is where you went to sleep last night, too – still that perfectly reasonable voice. She KNEW there is something wrong in this, now what WAS it? The reason dawned on her like hot water shower that turned cold after all the hot water were used – pretty fast and in a very unpleasant manner.
- You cheating lying bastard! I was with Michael last night! – and she blushed while the memories of last night came back to her.
- You were with me – was his simple answer.
Was he laughing at her? And where was Michael? He must have done something horrible to him..
- What did you do to Michael? You monster! Bring him back!
He only smiled, so after a couple of seconds she added – And why are you here anyway, I didn’t wish anyone away!

He seemed somewhat offended, and stating ‘fine’ waved his hand and was replaced instantly by Michael.
Sarah was immediately embracing him, making sure he was there, warm and solid. He was, so after a couple of seconds she let go.
Michael took her hand in his and said in a serious voice “Sarah, I think we need to talk”. The sound of those words sent her to the lowest of all lows. Nothing good ever follows those words, if you want to tell something nice to someone you just do, you never ask permission.
She looked at him and mumbled “Uhm.. okay.. but can I dress first?”
He smiled gently towards her and said “Yes, lets get dressed”

While they were dressing there was an awkward silence between them and while they didn’t speak Sarahs mind was free to race on the endless possibilities that await her, each worse then the one before it.
Fortunately, it didn’t last long before they were sitting on the bed, facing each other, and once again Michael reached for her hands.
- Listen, Sarah, I feel I owe you the truth, I don’t want to feign any longer.
In that stage Sarah’s nerves were beyond simply stretched, they were close to the border of their elasticity. But he continued
- In all honesty Sarah, I wish I didn’t have to pretend, but I was afraid you wouldn’t want to see the person that I really was had I not pretended to be someone else.
- What .. do you mean? – She had quite a problem to register what he was implying.
- Look at me Sarah, look at me and let yourself see me as I truly am
Now she was simply annoyed – Just tell what the fuck you mean already, alright? I’ve had a bad dream and I don’t have any power for all these games right now.
And then she saw The Goblin King again. He was there, on the bed, holding her hands. She closed her eyes and shook her head, trying to shake the image away, but when she opened them he was still there.
- I must be going nuts – she proclaimed.
- Sarah, you aren’t nuts. Look – and he moved his hand around the room, and where it passed, as if in a movie, the view changed.
The new room in which she had found herself was slightly larger, and had a big arch-topped open window that let the sun rays in. It had no glass. She was sitting on a large four-poster bed. Somehow there was a certain feeling of a deja-vu although she was pretty sure that had she been here before she WOULD remember it.
As through a haze she heard that Jareth was speaking to her
- … and that is why I decided…
She kept looking at the details of decoration of the room, it was undoubtedly designed in good taste – not her taste, but good taste nevertheless.
- … and I’m sorry that I did it, but I think I really love you, Sarah.
She turned towards him, and since she didn’t pay any attention before she just asked
- So are you saying that you lied to me?
- I already said I was sorry – came the miserable answer
- Ye, right, nevermind that. So last night .. it was you, right?
Jareth was confused, he just spilled his heart to her for half an hour, wasn’t it obvious yet – Yes, of course. It was always me.
Sarah looked at him with a dreamy look and asked “Care to prove?” as she started to slowly unbutton her blouse.
Jareth was slightly shocked by her reaction, but he wasn’t the man to refuse his dreams when they came and undressed before him. In what seemed like a record time he was completely naked on the bed, staring dumbfounded at Sarah, who was now strip teasing before the bed. She had only underwear and bra on at this stage and he was feeling the lack of oxygen in his brain, as all the blood was heavily concentrated in another part of his body.
Sarah ran her hands from under the bra and pushed it up, revealing her breasts. Slowly she moved her palms over them, teasing her nipples in between her fingers.

She bent forward squeezing her breasts together. While she straightened up, she removed her bra by pulling it over her head, and then ran her right hand down her belly, suggestively reminding him of certain body parts. By this time Jareths member was so full it hurt and he reached left hand towards it, to ease the pain of waiting. As Sarah ran her hands over her hips she turned from him and bended, in the intention of slowly pulling her underwear down. They were forcefully yanked to her ankles and a moment later she was filled by the anxious Goblin King. Three deep thrusts later he shuddered and came inside her. Sarah lifted an eyebrow which he couldn’t see. This was nowhere NEAR what had happened last night.

- Don’t worry, love, I will make it up to you – he whispered into her ear.

Slowly moving in and out of her until he was hard as a rock again, he played with her breasts with his hands and licked her ear while whispering promises to her. Those were not the same promises as in her peach dream. Those were the promises of what would follow the valentine evenings that he promised last time. She wasn’t really paying attention to the words however, as the mere sound of his voice made her even hotter until she was colliding him with all the power she could.
Suddenly Jareth announced “Enough of this”. He slid out and pushed her onto the bed. Then he followed and was lying on top of her as he promptly explained “I want to see you as you beg for me” – and rammed inside her forcefully. Sarah’s mouth opened a big “o”. Jareth placed his right hand finger in her mouth. She licked it.

- That’s right, suck it baby, common!

He proceeded to violently push into her a couple more times before she cried out in pain.
He soothed her, all the while keeping pounding hard until she realized that the pain has turned into a new kind of pleasure. Her new cries were of a different kind altogether.
She came hard, screaming Jareths name and begging him to continue. His self satisfied smirk was spreading as he purred out that he would only stop when she wouldn’t be able to move anymore. As her climax passed and they both relaxed he eased her a sweet kiss on the lips. As he pulled back she could see the naughty look in his eyes.

- Time to teach you another kind of pleasure, dear. – he murmured as he slowly eased his tongue down over the length of her body.

Sarah woke up with a smile on her face. Last night she dreamt the most wonderful dream. She slowly opened her eyes as a wave of pain swept through her body and she gasped.
- Yes, I thought we overdid too when I woke up. Nothing that an extra hot bath can’t repair, however – came the throaty chuckle in her ear – Come, I believe there still are other things I must show you.
They walked to the large bathroom in which there was a towel spread on the floor beside the steaming bath. There were a couple of bottles of oil next to it.
‘Yes, I think I would enjoy being the student here’ was the thought that passed through Sarah’s head before she allowed herself to doze off in the hot waters.