Time moves on

Time moves on.

A series of one shots from the same AU that exists only in my head.... they won't be in any particular order just as they come to me. Have put them all together so I don't clog the board up with my scribblings if I happen to have a sleepless night! Please review.


What if Sarah had returned to the Goblin king and they were in love? There are problems that even a Goblin King can’t control…….

May be part of a series.

“Jareth!” Sarah pouted at her husband

“My Queen” he sighed “It is just not going to happen, you can pout like the child you once were, yet I will never change my mind”

“But Jareth” she tried a different tact, he never refused her, anything she wanted she got, he made her ask, beg sometimes but she knew that it was part of his game, he knew that he could deny her nothing, she knew that to make him happy she would follow his games. “I want to” she sidled up to him, burying her face in his neck, trying to force tears with the magic he had given her.

“Sarah!” he moved away, speaking sharply “I will not fall for the tears trick again” he smiled wolfishly, a smile that made her stomach swoop “Our magic is intertwined my love, you can never use it against me as I can never use it against you, you will have to accept the inevitable and wait”

She glared at him, throwing her cup, knowing that it would never hit him unless he allowed it to “You did this to me!” The wheedling child replaced by an angry woman “You have made me like this and now I need you and you deny me!”

He took her in his arms, pinning hers to her sides to prevent her striking him, he nuzzled the soft skin on her neck, stroking her hair “I’m sorry” he whispered, she stilled at the sincerity of his words “It is awful for me too, but you are not thinking clearly, I must look after you, until the time is right. We cannot risk it happening”

“But Jareth….” She tailed off “Jareth, It will be ok, I promise that I will not be harmed”

“You cannot make such a promise!” he pushed her away roughly turning to the window, his gaze full of fury and agony as he looked upon the small garden outside their bed chamber, she crept a hand onto his gently, her tears now real and full of pain. He hugged her to him. Once she would have been terrified of such an outburst from her King, now she knew the motivation was to protect her, and their unborn child.

Together they gazed at the small trees in the garden, three. Each a tribute to a child that had not made it, despite the magic their parents held, the rage that the King had searched the lands with for a Doctor, a Wizard, a conjurer to help, to prevent, to cure. Nothing had worked. Jareth had pushed Sarah away, convinced that this could not be, that she could never bear his children as they were not compatible physically, no matter how strong their love. But each time he had been unable to sustain his promise to leave her alone, she had mourned for their children and for him, she had called, he had felt the pull through their combined powers and come running, he needed her as much but whilst able to deny his own needs, he could not feel the pain he knew Sarah was feeling and do nothing to soothe her when it was him she so desperately needed.

“My love” he began “It will not be long, I have passion, I want to posses you eternally, feel you around me, hear you cry my name, but for now we must be patient”

“But you can….” Sarah faltered the words refusing to form

“Seek comfort other ways?” he finished “Never with another” He was firm

“No, but by yourself……..” again the words unclear, the meaning very clear

“Yes, I can” he looked into her eyes, seeing the confusion “Sometimes the urge is strong Sarah, but I will wait, until we can satisfy the urge together”

She folded into his arms “These feelings …” she ventured “They overpower me, I dream of you, of us, each time it is almost there, I just need that feeling” she was talking of the dreams she had each night by his side, the dreams that drove him mad with lust as he heard her moaning his name, writhing and thrashing. They both knew that her high sex drive was increased by the hormones that coursed through her, they both also knew that the risk was too great to give in and fulfil their urgent needs, Sarah had almost died the last time, Jareth had sworn that he would not do it to her again, but she had fallen despite his magic to try and prevent it, now he must control both of them.

“I know” he stroked her hair “I hear you, feel you, it may undo me” a moment of unguarded honesty.

Jareth lay next to Sarah, woken by her nocturnal erotic dreams. He felt himself thicken and harden as she moaned and writhed, he hoped that she could find her goal this time, that through her dream he could bring her to orgasm and she would have some peace. He had tried to enter her dreams before, to give her what she craved, but unconsciously she had blocked him out. He heard her moans intensify, her hips were thrusting at an imagined Jareth above her as she dreamt. His hand crept down as she continued, her breath coming closer and closer as she approached, he knew any minute now she would awaken, and be angry and hurtful to him. He could accept it. The end would justify the means. He touched himself as she went further in her dream than ever before, her now heavy form bucking with pleasure. He stroked himself, feeling the pleasure build from such a light touch.
He gripped his massive hard cock, listening as she was almost there, he started to pump at himself, shivering as the feeling collected in his balls, he threw the covers back, closing his eyes as he passed the point where stopping was not an option. He worked his hand up and down the shaft, pre cum adding to the sensations as he prepared to orgasm. He listened to Sarah and knew that as he worked on himself, his dream self had finally succeeded to give her the climax her lustful body craved. She moaned his name, he imagined himself inside her as his hand flew, felt her inner muscles sheath him and grip as she came. He took a sigh as he thought he imagined Sarah’s lips on his throbbing end, he opened his eyes ready to witness his ejaculation and saw Sarah, her swollen figure leaned over him, her mouth open admitting his huge hardness. He removed his hand with surprise to stave off the imminent orgasm but it was too late, as her lips closed around him the pent up lust of the past few months shot out of him into Sarah’s mouth, he groaned as spurt after spurt he came, it was almost as intense as the first time he had come into her when he had made her his lover. She sucked at the sensitive end as it throbbed, she had taken it all, he had been true to his word, had never sought release of any kind, she could tell by the intensity with which he came into her mouth. She had woken as the dream finished, her orgasm under dream Jareth had been mind blowing, however she awoke to find Jareth giving in to his torment and knew that she would help.

She rested her head on his stomach as his breathing returned to normal, he still twitched and was semi hard, she knew that it would be unfair to raise him again by continuing to use her tongue and mouth to stimulate him. She crept up his body, feeling her heavy and swollen breasts rub against his chest, he held her tight to him, kissing the top of her head.

“My darling” he murmured, unsure if what had happened was real.

“I love you” replied Sarah “I finally…” although Jareth’s wife and lover for years she still had an element of shyness which he found funny and endearing.

“Came” he finished “In your dreams, I made you come and then you made me come”

“Was it OK?” she asked timidly

“Wonderful” he kissed her fully and tenderly “Utterly wonderful, but now you must sleep, we must both sleep, we have finally given in but you must now give in to me and sleep”

“Yes my King” she whispered, she knew that he was using magic to make her sleep, but she wanted to sleep and did not want to fight. Jareth drifted to sleep holding his wife in his arms, he had a half smile on his face.