A Brief Interlude

A/N For those of you reading my story Breaking Barriers this may come as somewhat of a relief to you XD But please continue reading... I will still be posting chapters up for it periodically.

This is a oneshot starring Jareth and Sarah while attending the masquerade ball. This story is basically smut with little plot. I make no apologies XD

Without further ado:


A Brief Interlude

Jareth smiled to himself as Sarah looked about the masquerade ball for him. It really was against his better judgement to so blatantly seduce the young girl, but he told himself that he was merely using this brief interlude as a way to thwart her. He couldn't believe after all that he had put the girl through she had still managed to get as far as she had. Jareth knew he was quickly running out of time. She had managed to escape the Labyrinth and was now right outside the gates to the Goblin City. There had to be some way to stop the girl. He had noticed right away when he had first laid eyes on Sarah that there was a part of her that desired him, even if she was too young to decipher the emotion herself. Perhaps that was part of the reason why he constantly mocked her. It really was too easy for him to get her riled up. Jareth knew that it was simply a childish reaction to how she truly felt for him.

Jareth couldn't deny that the girl was exceedingly beautiful. For quite some time now Jareth had been watching her in owl form. She simply fascinated him. The fact that she appeared to have an obsession with his labyrinth only enflamed his curiosity for the girl. She was quite the contradiction. Why was a talented beautiful young girl who had so much to live for so enraptured with his fantasy world? She longed for magic... that much was clear. But there had to be something other than magic that had her so mesmerized with the Underground. Finally, after witnessing her tell the story of the Labyrinth to her ill-tempered baby brother he had figured it out.

Sarah thought she was in love with him.

If Jareth hadn't been in his owl form he would have laughed outright. How could a girl be in love with a being she didn't even have proof existed? And although his first reaction was that of disdain he found himself listening to her story carefully. He usually disregarded such emotions as childish infatuations, but there was something about Sarah that gave him pause. Perhaps Sarah was different from all the other victims of his evil schemes. For some reason he felt he could relate to this girl, despite how simple and single-minded she was. He had been different too back when he had lived Aboveground hundreds of years ago.

It was at that moment that Jareth realized a part of him, as strange as it was for him, loved the girl back.

So right then and there he had granted her her powers, almost at precisely the same instant she had told her brother that "the king of the goblins had fallen in love with the girl, and he had given her certain powers."

Jareth remembered the feeling of foreboding he had acquired after casting the spell on Sarah. Perhaps there was such a thing as destiny after all.

The girl longed for him unlike any person before her. The decision of sending a masquerade ball her way was based entirely on this. Sarah would be unable to sort through her tangled emotions and would therefore be rendered helpless. She would easily forget all about her mission to find her baby brother. Then, the boy would be his, another hapless minion there for the sole purpose of increasing the Goblin King's powers.

In the back of his mind Jareth admitted to himself that if his plan succeeded, not only would the boy be his... Sarah would be his as well.

So perhaps that was why Jareth finally chose to let the girl find him. He had initially planned on avoiding her throughout the duration of the ball, but at the sight of her wide eyes, dark hair and plump, parted lips, he was unable to avoid her any longer.

Sarah pushed through the throngs of people in confusion. The music that surrounded her was pleasant, its lovely melody twisting in the air around her, but then Sarah noticed something. It was starting to feel TOO pleasant. She felt a bit drowsy but she also felt... good. Sarah didn't know how to explain it. She sort of felt like she was floating in a dream, the music flowing through her and carrying her from place to place like magic.

But she hated how all these people seemed to laugh at her... as if they knew something about the situation she was in that she didn't. She guessed that shouldn't be all that surprising. She couldn't even remember how she had gotten here let alone figure out what was going on. All she knew was that she was looking for something. She was sure it was something important but in the instant she had entered this place she had forgotten what it was. Out of the corner of her eye she kept catching glimpses of someone. She didn't know who he was, but she hoped he was the thing she was looking for.

Finally she caught sight of his face. An eloquent mask moved aside to reveal elegant features- mismatched eyes were framed by heavily angled brows that joined an aristocratic nose. Thin lips twisted into a smirk that seemed to challenge her and white blonde hair with sparkling streaks of blue enveloped the handsome visage like the mane of a lion. From across the room she locked eyes with the person and felt a jolt of something warm and exciting flood through her body. The sensation tiptoed its way down her spine and settled sweetly between her legs. Sarah was confused at her reaction, but nevertheless tried to seek out the individual after he disappeared behind a dancing couple.

After what seemed like hours, she managed to catch more than a glance of the man. She had been walking in circles with the distinct feeling she was getting no where when suddenly he seemed to appear right in front of her. He was settled quite provocatively between two lovely women that pressed wantonly against him. With a start Sarah finally remembered who he was. Jareth, a seductive voice whispered in her ear. After finding him, the Goblin King did not magically escape her vision. Instead, he moved forward as if in slow motion, his hair stirring as he created his own wind.

Jareth scrutinized his captor with intensity. For days now he had longed to see Sarah this close. Her grey eyes were full of bewilderment, yet there was an undercurrent of lust there to be sure. Jareth didn't quite understand his own feelings for the girl, but he did not try to repress them. Here, in the masquerade ball that was more fantasy than reality, Jareth let himself forget his mission, if only for a moment. As he approached Sarah his heart beat a bit faster. He had wanted this girl in his embrace since he had first laid eyes on her. Throughout the masquerade ball she had seemed compelled to him as a moth drawn to the flame, and now she was easily moving into his grasp to dance with him.

Sarah trembled as Jareth gathered her in his arms. She had never experienced such intense emotions before. She didn't know what to do with herself. Finally she settled on simply returning the Goblin King's searching gaze. Her lips parted slightly as one of Jareth's hands wrapped sensually around her waist and the other enveloped her free hand. Sarah's heart skipped a beat and her breathing escalated. The throbbing between her legs did not diminish with these actions, in fact, it had quite the opposite effect. Sarah felt her face go pink as the feeling spread throughout her entirely. She couldn't figure out what was going on with her body... she only knew that it felt undeniably pleasant.

Jareth watched Sarah's reaction to him very carefully, absorbing every detail of her beautiful face. How innocent she looked... how completely... vulnerable. Jareth had a strong inclination to ravish this willing creature, but he held himself in check. He wanted to confuse Sarah, not frighten her. But as Sarah returned his gaze steadily, Jareth felt a tightening in his loins. Never before had he been so attracted to a human being before. Again he wondered what made this person... this mere girl, really, so enticing.

The feelings building up inside Sarah were swiftly becoming too much to bear. Her entire body felt hot to the touch yet she could not seem to stop shivering. She heard a ringing in her ears. Her heart was racing and the throbbing between her legs had increased. Yet Sarah's eyes remained locked on Jareth. She could not seem to look away. She realized then that there had been a part of her that had wanted to get close to this man since meeting him. And the fact that his mere gaze was invoking such strong feelings within her only made Sarah want to get closer. She felt she had to do something. She thought she might lose her mind if she didn't. But she wasn't exactly certain what she SHOULD do. Suddenly, that same seductive voice whispered in her ear again. Kiss him, it lisped provocatively.

It seemed so clear to her now. Sarah hesitated for just a moment before standing up on her tip toes and pressing her lips gently to the Goblin King's.

Jareth was completely taken aback. How could this innocent girl have initiated that which he had been fighting against since the beginning of the dance? But the question soon vanished from his mind as Sarah continued her tentative exploration and kissed him again. Her soft rosy lips pressed against his sweetly again and again. What Sarah lacked in experience she made up for with passion. She clung to his shoulders, her entire body trembling. Completely in the moment Sarah reached up and gently twirled the tips of the Goblin King's blonde locks between her delicate fingers, delighting in the soft texture. This small act was enough for Jareth to completely forget his earlier resolution to simply confuse the girl. It seemed she was a bit more capable than he had first thought. Her soft chaste kisses against his lips and her small hand softly twining in his hair was enough incentive to finally kiss her back.

He started out gently, still worried that he would scare the girl and the illusion would vanish, but again Sarah surprised him. She fiercely met his lips and, rather than pulling away, tried to move closer. She was thrilled Jareth had kissed her back but the dress she was wearing was preventing their bodies from touching. Immediately Sarah hated the garment for coming between her and the exquisite sensations that undoubtedly lay beyond the multiple layers of fabric. In an attempt to make up for this Sarah wrapped one arm fully around Jareth's midsection and another about his shoulders. Her hand splayed behind his head as she ran her fingers through his hair. But it was not enough. Sarah wanted more. She wanted more of the exquisite feeling that coursed through her body as she kissed him harder, but she was unsure of what else she could do. Again the voice came to her aid. Tongue... it whispered.

Jareth, who was quickly becoming undone from the young girl's efforts, immediately lost all sense of self control when Sarah, with surprising skill, began sweetly lapping at the space behind his lips. He almost fell over at her tender ministrations. She ran her tongue along his teeth, tasting what the Goblin King had to offer. Jareth finally composed himself to a degree and, unable to ignore his own building lust, began assaulting Sarah in fierce kisses. He couldn't get enough of this girl, this girl that was a complete astonishment in more ways than one. He wanted her to know what a real kiss felt like. Jareth moved his mouth against hers harshly, wanting her to feel the passion he was experiencing. He encircled her slim waist and ran circles up and down along her back. Sarah, finally seeming a bit taken aback, emitted a small sound of surprise. Jareth relished the noise and continued his plunder, pressing his lips against hers harder and running his tongue along the inside of her sweet moist cavern. She tasted of peaches. He continued his sensual onslaught for a few moments feeling himself spiral deeper and deeper into the heated kiss. Finally, Jareth forced himself to pull away. He was now completely aroused, his cock straining painfully against his tights. If this girl wasn't careful, he would surely continue his ravishment in front of all his citizens. Sarah didn't seem care about this at all. In fact, after he pulled away Sarah immediately tried to enter his embrace again, a cry of protest escaping her lips. Jareth chuckled under his breath, staying her.

"Just one moment, love." Jareth reassured, clasping Sarah's hand in his own.

Using his magic, Jareth swiftly made the scene around them disappear. Sarah gasped in surprise. She was well aware that Jareth had magic... his crystals had made that very clear to her, but to witness it in action was quite a different matter. It took her breath away. For a moment she forgot about the feelings that had been flowing through her system as she looked about herself in awe. Abstract shapes of a room very different than that of the masquerade ballroom was swirling around the couple. Piece by piece the chambers coalesced around them. Dark, sumptuous curtains surrounded the room. Soft, richly detailed carpets enveloped the floor. And across from Sarah lay the object of desire. A large bed with black and silver silk sheets took up most of the space in the room. Noting the furniture, Sarah had an inkling of what she was in for and for the first time Sarah questioned whether she would be able to go through with it. She began to tremble violently when Jareth led her to the bed and they both sat down. From a few educational classes at school and her friends Sarah knew what the mechanics of sex were, but beyond that she had not a clue. She had never experienced anything close to sexual interaction.

Jareth felt Sarah's trembling fingertips clasped in his palm. He knew the sight of the bed had probably terrified her. He looked into her eyes, trying to convey sympathy to the girl despite his pressing need. Though desire was still reflected within her grey eyes it had wavered to the tiniest flame, fear now overpowering the more pleasant emotion. Jareth tried to put her misgivings to rest by kissing her gently. He placed his hand under her chin and pressed his lips against hers tenderly. This seemed to calm her considerably. Immediately she melted into his embrace and began trembling for a reason other than fear. Soon, she was again kissing him back. Encouraged by this, Jareth moved his kisses to her jawline and continued venturing downward until he had reached the pristine white skin of her neck. He planted hot kisses all along the region, eliciting a cry of pleasure when he nibbled a bit at the sensitive skin behind her ear. Sarah tangled her small hands in Jareth's indescribably soft hair, encouraging him in his venture. Suddenly, she felt a moistness accompanying his kisses. She gasped, realizing that Jareth was now tasting her bare skin. At her gasp Jareth could no longer bear the hindrance of his leather gloves. He longed to feel her soft skin beneath his finger tips. With a slight tremble he pulled the cumbersome bits of fabric from his hands and flung them aside. Ever so slowly Jareth reached up and placed his naked hand behind her neck. The feel of her smooth skin against his sent a shockwave through him. He burrowed his fingers into the hair at the nape of her neck and kissed her swollen lips slowly, relishing the feeling of having his adversary so compliant beneath him.

But it was not enough. There was little Jareth could do with the monstrous gown in his way. Again he made his way past her jawline pressing his hot mouth on her body and swirling his tongue against her starving flesh. He kissed the skin again and again as his fingers swiftly reached behind her and deftly began opening her dress one button at a time. At this Sarah finally seemed to realize what was going on. She had thought that this moment would come when she had first seen the bed, but she still was not prepared for it. She instinctively stiffened. Jareth noticed this and paused in his work, gazing at Sarah with undisguised lust. He had come so far already, and he deplored the thought of backing out now, but perhaps he was moving things a bit quickly. He felt a little dismayed at this knowledge. He wanted Sarah to get the most pleasure possible from him, but it was pretty clear to him that the young girl was a virgin. Though his lust was quickly reaching a critical level, he knew he could never perform such an act if Sarah didn't enjoy it. Hoping to alleviate her fears, Jareth stroked the girl's dark silken hair, something he had longed to do from the moment he had first set eyes on her.

"Sarah, if you do not want me to, I will not take away your innocence this night."

Sarah felt relief flood through her immediately. She was a bit frightened at how quickly things were escalating out of her control, but, then again, there was no denying she was a little disappointed at Jareth's promise. At the sight of the bed, she had been convinced Jareth intended to take her virginity and had almost welcomed the idea. Sarah knew her body was certainly more than ready to accommodate all the Goblin King had to offer. And despite her fears Sarah wanted to continue with what they were doing. The throbbing between her legs was driving her out of her mind. She felt as if she was reaching for something that was just beyond her grasp.

"As much as a gift that would be, I will not give in to that particular temptation." Jareth whispered in her ear.

Sarah opened her mouth hesitantly, a bit afraid to voice what she was feeling. She desperately wanted to continue. Jareth began kissing her neck again sending small shivers of delight down her spine. Between her gasps and escalating breath Sarah spoke her mind.

"Well... I know I want... something... but I don't know what..."

At this Jareth quirked an eyebrow. This girl was more than pure of body, she was also pure of mind. Up to now she must have been acting solely on instinct. Perhaps he wouldn't need to steal this girl's virginity in order to bring them both some relief. The more Jareth thought about it, the more he realized that taking her innocence could be a grave mistake. He did not deny the fact that the act would be intensely satisfying, but if he waited for just the right moment, whether it be days or years away from now, it would be all the more gratifying. He decided that now, more than anything, he simply wanted to bring Sarah to the heights of pleasure, something he was sure she had never experienced before. Jareth gazed intently into her eyes, banishing any misgivings Sarah may have had for good. Jareth nuzzled his head into the crook of her shoulder and kissed her neck again, his breath tickling Sarah and sending a thrill throughout her body.

"I see... well, the more I think about it, the more I feel we should wait..."

Sarah emitted a sigh of disappointment.

"...Your virginity should remain untouched. I can, however, please you in other ways, if you would like that Sarah."

Sarah looked down at him hopefully. She didn't exactly know what Jareth meant, but she slowly nodded her head in assent, thrilled they were going to continue. She would do anything to relieve the pent up feelings she was experiencing.

"Good girl, Sarah," Jareth breathed as he continued his onslaught of kisses on her neck. Feeling a renewed surge of passion his fingers fairly flew along the numerous buttons along her back. All Sarah could do was watch Jareth from the corner of her eye, her breath escalating as each button was pulled apart. Finally after what seemed like hours the last button was undone and Jareth, now feeling a bit impatient, pulled the garment off her roughly, his eyes feasting on what lay beneath. Sarah emitted a cry of delight to finally be freed from the cumbersome dress and watched with a combination of apprehension and desire as Jareth took in her form. A plain white chemise covered a body that had just come into the blooms of womanhood. Jareth suppressed an urge to lick his lips. She looked absolutely delicious. Her legs were bare from the knee down and looked so soft and smooth. Her young body gently flared out at the hips and nipped in at the waist. Her breasts, which were pressed so tantalizingly against the chemise, were perfectly formed. At his searching gaze, Sarah inevitably felt a little embarrassed by his scrutiny. Instinctively she brought her arms up to cover her chest.

"Don't Sarah," Jareth's breath rasped in his throat, "You are perfect."

Sarah flushed pink at his praise. Then, in a gesture of complete submission, laid fully out across the bed, bringing her arms above her head. Jareth, unable to bear the sight of something so delectable with no action, quickly removed his jacket and boots and crawled up next to Sarah with a predatory expression on his face. Sarah shivered at the sight of it. Immediately Jareth resumed his actions and plundered her mouth while hesitantly reaching up with bare hands to massage her soft breasts. Sarah cried out at his touch, her nipples immediately reacting to the contact. In Sarah's wildest dreams she had never imagined a mere touch could feel so good. Her heartbeat pounded in her ears, her breath escaped her chest in erratic gasps, and, without even realizing it, Sarah began rubbing her legs together. Jareth immediately noticed this action and, as he smiled into Sarah's lips, he allowed a free hand to skim past her body and begin venturing up her smooth quivering thigh. His lips traveled from the skin of her neck and pressed fervently against the starving flesh of her breast. Through the thin fabric of the chemise Jareth mouthed the soft mound, thinking how lovely it would be to do the same action without the fabric in his way. Sarah, though enthralled by the shock of lust that went through her body at Jareth's ministrations, dimly took notice of the hand that was resting on her inner thigh. Unsure of the situation she tried to squirm away when the hand began sliding up without any signs of stopping. She wasn't so sure what he was doing was a good idea, and she wondered if Jareth really knew what he was doing. Sarah grasped Jareth's arm and was just about to ask him to stop when the hand swiftly moved aside her soaked undies and plunged between her legs. Sarah gasped, then attempted to stifle a moan as Jareth touched her in her most intimate place. She clung to Jareth's arm, unsure whether her action was to stop him or encourage him.

At the moistness that suddenly enveloped the Goblin King's lithe fingers Jareth had to stifle a moan himself, a painful throb shooting through his erection. He hadn't known exactly what Sarah would feel like, but he had never imagined that she would feel this good. She was incredibly wet and unbelievably hot. Slowly, Jareth pressed a single thin digit into her throbbing portal. Dimly he heard a cry of ecstacy escape Sarah's lips. The velvety softness that gripped his finger so firmly completely undid him. She was excruciatingly tight. He pumped it in and out of her, groaning when he noticed Sarah was instinctively beginning to thrust her hips to meet his touch. He gradually added another finger, amazed at how her twitching sleeve seemed to suck him in. He could only imagine what it would feel like to press his manhood into Sarah's slick embrace like his fingers now did. Just the thought of this was almost enough to make him release right there on the spot. He continued his emphatic kisses and felt shudder run through him when Sarah's hands, which had previously been clutching his arm, reached up and pressed into his chest.

Sarah had never known such feelings existed before. She never wanted the erotic touching to end. Completely overwhelmed, Sarah ran her hands all along Jareth's smooth hard chest. She wanted to feel all of him everywhere. In a sort of trance, Sarah looked at Jareth's upper body beneath lowered lids. She began unbuttoning the fabric that hung down off his chest. She wanted to make him feel as good as he had made her. Finally finishing her task, she ripped the white shirt from Jareth's back and immediately began running her hands along his lean but muscular frame. His skin felt like velvet beneath her fingertips. She swept her hands all along his back then rested them on his chest again. Tentatively, Sarah skimmed her hand against a sensitive nipple. Jareth cried out in shock and sat back on his heels pulling his hand away from the juncture of Sarah's thighs. For his innocent Sarah to touch him so intimately was almost too much to bear. He sent her a searing gaze, wondering what she would do. Without a second thought, he brought his soaking hand to his mouth and cleaned it of her juices.

"Mm, like peaches and cream," he growled.

The sight of this was so incredibly erotic that Sarah fairly leaped atop the Goblin King. She pressed him into the blankets and began licking and kissing him all over. Unsure of her skill she tried to mimic what Jareth had done to her and snaked a tongue out to taste a nipple. Jareth let out a low moan at his as breath harshly escaped his chest. The girl was turning out to be quite a bit more sexually promiscuous than had ever dreamed. Then he noticed Sarah make a sudden movement. Before he could stop her Sarah pressed her hand intimately against his cock. He nearly came out of his skin when she began moving her hand against it. His erection was so close to bursting he was afraid if she provided any more stimulation he would release his seed on the spot. He quickly grabbed Sarah's hand, staying her.

"A bit more of that and I'll soil my breeches, love." he gasped, a faint smile upon his lips.

Sarah didn't exactly know what Jareth meant, but she kept her hands away from the region, though now intensely curious to feel him to her heart's content. Jareth suddenly sat up again and gently pushed Sarah on her back. He had not been joking in his comment to Sarah. If he didn't do something soon he was likely to spill his seed before bringing Sarah to orgasm.

"No more of this, Sarah. We end this now."

Jareth grasped the bottom of Sarah's chemise and ripped the troublesome garment from her body. He threw the chemise aside noting Sarah's gasp of surprise with satisfaction. She instinctively tried to cover her naked body, feeling a flush rise to her cheeks, but Jareth gently pulled her hands away.

"No need for humility, my dear. Let me look upon you."

Sarah rested her hands at her side, feeling a bit embarrassed when her breasts swelled at his scrutiny. The throbbing between her legs increased yet again, and Sarah wondered how she could possibly bear the ache anymore. In another quick movement Jareth removed her undergarments. Jareth took in her naked form with unveiled lust. She looked absolutely devine. Her pale skin shone with health and her body was slender with just the right amount of curves that appealed to him. And there at the juncture of her thighs lay his object of desire in a nest of lush curls. In a daze, Jareth grasped Sarah's knees and slowly spread them. Sarah's virgin sex flowered open. Sarah's face turned completely crimson as he scrutinized her most intimate region. Jareth eyed the territory with appreciation, almost wishing he hadn't promised the girl he would keep her virginity in tact.

"Hold your legs open." Jareth directed, his voice husky and low.

Sarah slowly complied, feeling completely naughty for doing so. She had never felt so vulnerable and exposed before. She realized she liked the feeling and she waited, wondering what Jareth would do next. Soon, she had her answer, but it was one she had never in her wildest dreams could have guessed. As soon as she had a firm grip on her thighs Jareth dove for her sex. He spread the puffy lips with two fingers and pumped another two in and out of her vacant passage. Before she could protest Jareth lowered his head and began sucking on her nub, swirling his tongue around her pleasure point in an intensely erotic dance. Sarah almost squealed in delight. Her hands clutched the Goblin King's unkempt hair. She had never felt anything this good before. Squinting her eyes open she looked down at the Goblin King. He was watching her with passion in his eyes, his nose buried in the thick curls surrounding her sex. At the sight of him nestled so intimately between her legs, Sarah emitted a moan of pleasure, unable to keep her hips from rising up to meet the pleasurable sensations Jareth created with his mouth. Swiftly Sarah felt the hot throbbing between her legs building up again. She didn't understand what was happening to her. The feelings were almost too much to contain. She felt like she had to hold back. The instinctive sense that she was reaching for something returned, and she now knew how imminently close she was to attaining whatever it was. She felt as if she were hovering, teetering on the edge of something beyond her comprehension. For a split second, Jareth stopped his ministrations, gasping for breath as he looked up at Sarah.

"Give in to the feeling, Sarah." he murmured, his hands still busy in her nether regions, "Don't hold back."

With that he dove back between her legs, continuously watching her from below. Unable to withstand the sensations any longer, and driven by Jareth's burning gaze and words of encouragement, Sarah gave in to the emotion. Her brow knitted as an erotic sound escaped her lips. The feeling continuously built, rising higher and higher as her hips undulated. Her gasps and cries accompanied each new tidal wave of lust, until finally she fell, plunging off the precipice she had been reaching for. She clung to Jareth, quaking with the raw emotions her body was experiencing for the first time.

"Jareth!" she cried, shuddering, the appreciative sound music to the Goblin King's ears.

After a moment or two, Jareth removed his fingers and Sarah moaned again, instinctively closing her legs, her chest rising and falling erratically. Her insides were twitching with pleasure. Her brow relaxed.

Jareth watched her expression with a smirk upon his lips, satisfied with the knowledge that he had been the first to witness such pleasure from Sarah. He had never seen anything more beautiful than the sight of the girl experiencing her first orgasm at his hand. But now he had a very pressing matter of his own to attend to. He knew he would not last much longer.

"Keep your legs open, Sarah." Jareth whispered with a glint in his eye.

Sarah, wincing a little, complied. With wide eyes she watched as Jareth sat back on his heels and untied the top of his breeches. He closed his eyes, biting his lip as he pulled out his throbbing organ. His cock was engorged with blood. Needing immediate relief, Jareth opened his eyes and gazed at Sarah's body spread open for his viewing pleasure. Jareth rubbed eagerly along his shaft, using a combination of Sarah's juices and his own precum for his intentions. Grasping the hot flesh, Jareth pumped himself frenetically, eliciting a gasp at his own pleasuring techniques. He looked at Sarah's empty portal. If only he could thrust himself inside her right now. Jareth groaned at the image that formed in his mind at this thought. He knew he wouldn't last very long. His hand fairly flew along his length.

Sarah watched Jareth's movements with amazement. She had never seen anything like it. His back arched and his legs spread wider as his eyes watched her with burning lust. The muscles in his arms, legs and abdomen were taut. Though the sight of Jareth's painful looking erection had initially surprised her, she now found she was completely fascinated with the organ. She thought Jareth must be trying to do what he had just done to her. Suddenly, Sarah sat up.

Jareth looked at her with a question in his eyes, but he didn't cease his movements. He was past the point of no return and was about to experience his own release. He was going to come soon whether Sarah remained on the bed or not. But instead of leaving, Sarah crept towards him, a curious expression on her face. Jareth felt a shudder run through him as she eyed his ministrations carefully. He wondered what she was up to. Before long his question was answered. With a surge of lust he realized what Sarah's intentions were. He felt his impending release spiral up into this groin.

"Sarah," Jareth gasped, "I don't think that's such a good-"

But the young girl paid him no heed. The second Sarah's parted lips and tongue touched the head of his cock Jareth exploded. In an erotic moan the Goblin King cried his release. Waves of indescribable pleasure swept through his body as his sex throbbed, arc after arc of pent up seed falling on Sarah's astonished face like rain. He knew he was experiencing the most intense orgasm of his life. Unable to stop himself he smeared the tip of his cock against Sarah's lips, then collapsed onto the bed with a shudder, his chest heaving.

In complete shock, Sarah simply sat on her heels, watching the Goblin King's breaths finally begin to slow down and even out. She whiped her face off with her hand, wondering what the strange substance was. The wonderful feelings that Jareth had engendered in her were gone. Suddenly filled with uncertainty Sarah looked about her surroundings. She knew there was something wrong. The disoriented feeling she had experienced at the ball returned. Now that her blood was finally returning to her brain, Sarah remembered that she still did not know how she had arrived at the ball in the first place. She watched Jareth with consternation, not knowing what to do. After a moment or two, he gestured to her.

"Come here, Sarah."

Eager for a bit of instruction, she crawled up next to him. Jareth gathered the young girl in his arms and enveloped her in his warmth. Sarah emitted a sigh, unable to deny the feeling of comfort his action gave her.

"You realize..." Jareth murmured, "that you still have to continue your quest for your baby brother..."

Sarah's eyes opened in alarm. Suddenly everything that had occurred to her, the terrors of the labyrinth, the goblins, Hoggle, Ludo and Sir Didymus all came flooding back to her. She lay in the Goblin King's arms, completely stunned. She tried to wrestle his arms off her.

"I have to find Toby!" She exclaimed.

Jareth easily pinned her to the bed. He was exhausted. There was no way he was going to resume the game today. Yet the girl continued to squirm. He knew he would have to tell her something.

"Hush now," Jareth consoled. The clock with thirteen hours appeared on the wall beside them. Jareth pointed at it.

"Look Sarah," Jareth whispered, "I have stopped time. If you still feel the same way by tomorrow, we can continue, though I cannot deny I strongly oppose the idea."

Sarah nodded, dumbfounded. She collapsed in his arms, suddenly feeling very tired. The heat radiating off the Goblin King's naked body felt incredibly soothing. Though she knew she should be struggling, Sarah allowed herself to give in to her selfish desires for once. His body next to hers felt so good. She nuzzled into his side, still feeling a bit worried, but deciding the matter could wait.

Before she knew it Sarah fell into a restful sleep.