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Sarah stood in her room sighing to herself; she was so bored. Her parents had gone away for the weekend, her father's birthday present to Karen, and Toby was staying at his friend Josh's house while they were gone – a ploy by her parents to give her some privacy and freedom for a while. Sarah had been ecstatic at first – she loved Toby but sometimes she just wanted to have some time to herself – but as time went on she found that she could not go one day without finding out how the squirt was, and found herself dialling Josh's house number before she even knew she was doing it.

That was it. Sarah grabbed her coat and left the house, her feet guiding her to the park without her mind even realising it. She walked slowly across the bridge. "For my will is as strong as yours, my kingdom as great." She paused and sighed, "I miss you Merlin." Unfortunately, her ever-faithful companion had died a few years ago, and even though she knew he deserved the peace and rest he was getting she still missed him.

"I would have thought you would be missing me Sarah," the sexy voice of Jareth spoke from behind her, making her name sound more like a sexual activity than what it was.

"I know you're never far away," she whispered in reply. "A mere whisper could bring you to my side."

"That is true," Jareth chuckled as he gently slipped his hands onto her shoulders. At her not objecting he began to massage them softly, hearing her moan slightly under her breath and wished it were because of something else they could be doing.

"I should be going," Sarah said as she slipped from his wicked hands.

"To what Sarah? To an empty life? You wanted a fairy tale and I gave you one, you turned it down. You could still have that life all you have to do is say yes."

"No," she whispered softly. "I really have to be going."

"Back to an empty house? Why hurry?"

"How do you know no one is in the house?" Sarah demanded angrily.

"How do I ever know, darling Sarah, how do I ever know?"

"You bastard. You've been spying on me haven't you?"

"Not spying Sarah, just looking out for you."

"I'll believe that when I see it," Sarah muttered as she stormed from the park and away from Jareth.

Sarah returned to her room and the boredom crashed down upon her yet again. She sighed and sat on her bed. She looked out her window and saw a pure white owl looking at her sorrowfully. Sarah chuckled and smiled at it.

"Jareth…" before she could even begin to form a sentence she felt a change in the atmosphere of her room that told her the Goblin King had joined her. "I said a whisper could bring you to me."

"As could a scream," he whispered as he kissed the nape of her neck. "Though I much prefer the thought of you screaming because of me being here with you."

"Jareth…I-I've never been with-"

"Hush, my darling," he whispered biting her ear lobe. "I know, and I discouraged those that would wish to force you." He paused and held her tight against him. "I have protected you from those that would try to hurt you, and try to steal you away from me."

"No one could steal me away from you," she whispered so quietly he almost thought he was dreaming. A little louder she continued, "I love you Jareth, I always have."

"As have I with you my darling," he whispered trailing kisses up her neck.

She turned in his arms, looked deep into his mix-matched eyes and saw the sincerity there, and the love. She did what she had dreamt of doing for years; she leant up and touched her lips to his. Though taken aback he heartily returned the kiss, gently pouring all of his feelings for her into that first real touch.

"Jareth," she moaned separating her lips from his. "I've wanted this – you – for so long," she groaned looking up into his eyes and saw his satisfied smirk.

"I know Sarah, I have heard you moan my name on many a night."

Sarah blushed a deep crimson. "Y-you saw me…?" she trailed off unable to voice the deed.

He chuckled. "Oh yes, my most enchanting Sarah, and I joined you in ecstasy while watching you."

Though neither thought it was possible, Sarah's blush deepened – it was one thing for you to find out that your love was a pervert and had peeped on her masturbating while thinking of him, it was another thing entirely to find out that he had masturbated over the sight of her doing it. "Jareth-"

He smiled and touched a gloved finger to her lips. "There is no need to reply my darling, I can feel the desire in you increasing; feel your blood beginning to boil with the intense feeling of passion."

"What are you doing to me?" she whispered as she leant against him, having suddenly gone weak.

"Nothing, yet. I am merely voicing that which you had already voiced in your mind. Such as, your love for me, your desire for me, your wicked thoughts of us together which you use to help pleasure yourself."

By the time he had finished, her knees had entirely given out. He chuckled and carried her bridal style to the bed. "If I had any idea what effect this would have on you I would have started here," he whispered as his lips descended and claimed her as his own.

"Jareth," she moaned as his lips travelled down her neck and onto the exposed flesh of her cleavage, what little of it was showing. He chuckled as he bit the tender flesh of her breast, causing her to cry out.

"Oh sweet Sarah," he breathed. "How pleasurable it will be to be your first."

"And only," she moaned.

"Oh Sarah, you make me the happiest man alive."

"Now make me the happiest woman alive Jareth!" she commanded, lust dripping from her words and shaking him to his very core.

"Gladly," he whispered as he slowly began to unbutton her blouse.

She groaned. "Too slow," she muttered as she ripped his clothes from his body, slightly tearing the fabric. She smiled wickedly. "Hmm, now these are mine; they were removed by my hands and are now mine for the keeping."

Jareth returned her grin. "I was just going to keep your knickers, but by your logic this entire outfit is mine. I like your logic much better my darling."

Jareth stripped off Sarah's remaining clothes so fast he caused her to gasp. He gave her a wicked grin and began to kiss down her neck, nibbled on her collarbone, bit the flesh above her breasts.

"Jareth…Stop teasing me!"

He grinned. "As you wish, my love," he breathed across the sweet flesh of her breasts. He gently took one of her hardened nubs into his mouth, softly sucking upon it and drawing deep moans from his love. He grated his teeth across her nipple, and taking encouragement from her moan, bit softly upon it. She arched into his mouth, rubbing her stomach over his already hard cock.

"I want to feel you inside me," she breathed.

He removed her sweet flesh from his mouth, running his hands over both her breasts, softly squeezing them in his hands and flicking his thumb across her nipples.

"Jareth," she moaned, writhing upon the bed. "I need to feel you inside me…please!"

"As my lady wishes," he breathed into her ear, one of his hands releasing the breast he had been torturing and travelling down her body, one finger plunging into her sex making her cry out.

"Jareth…ooh, you know how to torture me."

"Not torture my love, but pleasure. I took lessons from watching you," he breathed making her blush and moan at the same time. "And you know how to get to me, if you do not stop being so alluring I will find myself unable to be a gentleman and give pleasure, but only able to take."

Sarah moaned once again. "Knowing you are getting pleasure from me would be enough for me, my love."

"But not enough for me. I want to hear you scream my name to the heavens. I want you to writhe upon the sheets from the absolute ecstasy that I have brought you."

She smiles wickedly at him. "Then you better start soon, Jareth. Or I'm going to lose patience with you and start riding your hard cock myself."

The Goblin King shuddered from the images she brought to his mind. "I may have you doing that yet, my love."

Jareth took hold of her hips and plunged his big, hard cock deep inside her. Sarah cried out and rose from the bed from the utter pleasure that came from his actions. He smirked arrogantly at her and started to thrust slowly into her, making her moan all the more.

"Faster, Jareth, harder, my love. Please!"

He only grinned more and eagerly complied, fucking her as hard and as fast as he was able, and then some. He bit her neck as he knew he was coming close. "Sarah," he breathed into her neck. "I've been waiting so long for this moment."

"As have I, my love. Oh Jareth I'm- JARETH!" she screamed as she came, hard.

"SARAH!" he bellowed as he came, burying his seed deep within her.

They both lay together, collapsed in a heap, their breathing ragged. He pulled himself from within her, making her writhe once more, and when he fully released himself from the grip of her sex he was hard once more.

She grinned wickedly at him. "I could more than use another round, Goblin King, if you wish."

"Oh I wish for that greatly my love, most definitely."

Sarah grinned wickedly at her Goblin King lover and shoved him onto his back on the bed, not bothering to be gentle, he only grinned at her. Giving him her dirtiest smile Sarah plunged his cock deep inside herself. "Ooooh! Jareth, it's so deep. It feels so good."

His hands travelled across her body, caressing her sweet flesh. "It will feel so much better when you move, my love. Move for me Sarah."

Sarah began to move her hips in a harsh and fast rhythm, shaking them both to their very souls, groaning continually as she did so. He moved his hips with hers, meeting her hips thrust for thrust.

"Sarah," he groaned, almost lost in the pleasure they were creating.

She grinned once more and started to fuck her fae lover harder. "JARETH!" she screamed as she came violently once again.

"SARAH!" he bellowed as he came deep within her, no less violently than she.

She withdrew him from inside her and collapsed on his chest, thankful that she couldn't see the satisfied smirk that she was sure was on his face. He gently held her to him and softly caressed her back.

Once they recovered Jareth sat up and made motions to leave the bed and the room.

"No," Sarah said, grabbing his arm.

He turned to her with an amused brow raised.

"Don't go please. Not yet." She paused and looked at the floor. "I don't want to be alone."

"And so you shall not be," he said, gently stroking her cheek with his hand.

Sarah lay down upon the bed and opened her arms. "Sleep with me?"

He willingly went to her arms. "Gladly." He lay comfortably on the bed and drew her against him, delighting in the feel of her soft flesh against his hard muscle. She snuggled closer to him, causing him to smile - not arrogantly or in a satisfied way, but a soft, loving smile. He kissed the top of her head and felt her smile.

"Why me?" she asked softly, listening to the sound of his heart beating.

"Because I love the fire in your soul…and because I fell in love with you the first time I saw you."

Her smile grew, which he noticed, and she ever so softly replied, "Same here."

He held her tighter against him as she drifted off to sleep. "You will never have to be alone again Sarah, I will always be with you."

"I know," she replied lovingly just before sleep claimed her.

Jareth held his sleeping lover in his arms and smiled, he truly knew what it felt like to be loved and to love in return. He soon joined her in the land of nod.

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A friend of mine suggested turning this one shot into a further story. If i get enough reviewers asking me to do so - my muse permitting - i'll give it a shot!