Jareth the Goblin King held Sarah in his arms his mind in a whirl as to what it was that was happening to his Sarah. She was changing but to what he did not know. He knew that she had always held an unrecognized power but this should not be happening, this was something else completely.

This felt so right, to be in his arms, to feel him so close. Sarah breathed in deeply enjoying his smell, his touch. Closing her eyes she snuggled her face closer to his chest memorizing his scent. She felt so safe and warm within his embrace that she wanted to deepen it somehow. Her hands moved with their own accord as they moved from around his waist up towards his shoulders as she moved her face up towards his.

His worries for her drifted with the feel of her snuggling into his embrace her hands moving up along his back. Looking down his heart sped up as he saw the look of longing within her eyes.

With half opened eyes Sarah leaned into him brushing her lips lightly to his, teasing him. She could feel his heart pounding beneath her hands as they came to rest upon his chest. His warm breath mingling with hers she finally pressed her lips to his kissing him lightly. As moments passed by the kiss deepened, she being the one to deepen the kiss. He tasted so good she did not want to stop, ignoring the need for air she continued. She felt on fire her whole body wanting, needing to be closer to his.

How long had he daydreamed about this moment? To finally have her within his arms, to feel her body so close to his, her passion rising for and from his touch. Hands reaching up to cradle her face once again he leaned into her making her softly fall back as he leaned on top of her. She wanted him and he wanted her. Slowly and skillfully his hands drifted from her face to her shoulders then down along her arms to her waist.

Sarah groaned at his touch wanting something more, her whole body was tingling and on fire with ever touch that he administered. She could feel it as if his very touch was penetrating her clothes and actually on her bare skin. It was unlike anything that she had ever experienced every touch every movement she could sense she could feel. She faintly noted how soft the grass beneath her felt as she lay beneath him passions rising with each touch, with each kiss. She could feel his hands now at her ankle and starting to move up underneath her skirts up her bare leg. A sense of nervousness set in at that moment, nervousness and fear. Roughly she pushed at him throwing him back away from her, her body ached at the loss of his body against hers but she pushed that sensation aside. What had come over her? Never had she ever been that out of control before, though she was enjoying it, she was starting to scare herself. Heart pounding, breathing hard she shakily rose to her feet.

Rising to his feet just as she rose to hers he wanted to continue what she had started feeling the need the desire to satisfy the longing he felt within. Expression of hungry lust was quickly replaced with his usual mask of indifference as he smoothly closed the distance that Sarah had forced between them.

Her body was visibly shaking, her chest heaving as she unsuccessfully tried to calm her racing heart and her racing mind. Seeing him coming closer she stepped back suddenly feeling the need to flee. Fist clenching she stopped herself from doing just that as she tried to hold her ground. She couldn’t believe what it was that she was feeling for this being before her. He had kidnapped her brother, put her through hell as she was forced to traverse his Labyrinth in order to get her brother back, and not to mention the fact of what had happened not to long ago between them when he had mocked and humiliated her. Through all that he had put her through she was still feeling this longing for him a longing and need that was starting to overpower her self-control and to add on to all that was happening to her she was changing into something that was starting to terrify her. She had almost-Sarah did not want to think about what she had almost done to that poor innocent creature.

He watched her as she started to back away and then stopped herself from doing so. Her fists were clinched so tightly that her knuckles were beginning to turn white. There was fear in her eyes, fear of what she had done of what she was beginning to feel towards him. He knew that her dark side was starting to come to the surface and that she was fighting against it. A fight that he knew that she would not be able to fight against much longer. She was so capable of cruelty just as he was. A perfect match for him. They were perfect for each other and no matter what happened from here on out he was going to make her see that.

"Sarah," he coaxed, "why pull away when we both know that this is what you want, what you desire?"

Sarah eyed the Goblin King before her, shaken by what he had spoken. His words ringing true, she did not want to admit it, she did not like the fact that he was right, that he knew exactly what it was that she was feeling towards him. What could she say? How could she come up with a reply when she knew of none? He was so close now, close enough to pull him towards her, to feel his body close to hers. Her nails dug in deeper into the palms of her hands as she willed herself to remain in control.

The side of his mouth slightly smiled at the way she was struggling against her desire for him. He could see the struggle within her eyes, the struggle to keep in control. Touching the side of her cheek he watched as her eyes closed at his touch her, face leaning into his hand. "Sarah there is nothing wrong with what you are feeling. There is so much that I can share with you, show you. Give in to your desires. I want you just as you want me."

She was struggling against the will to do what it was that he was asking. Did he really want her or was he using her for his own amusement? Could she risk her heart to someone so cruel, so powerful? Opening her eyes she realized that she was leaning into his gentle warm touch and looked up her eyes locking with his. There was something within his eyes. A voice within her mind broke her thoughts, "He will use you and you know it! He is the Goblin King, he cares for no one but himself. Don’t allow him to manipulate you, to make your confusion his advantage. He will throw you away as soon as you give him what it is that he wants and you know what he wants."

Sarah blinked, pulling away from his touch, the stinging of the words within her thoughts and the sharp pain within her palms. "I-I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me. Please-Jareth."

Eye’s narrowed in anger at her denial of him yet again as he struggled to keep his temper. The knowledge that she did return his feelings, for her calming the storm that raged within him, he stepped back. "Very well, lunch is waiting for you within your room. Tonight you will be joining me for dinner and we will discuss your stay within my kingdom."

With that said, he vanished from her, leaving a confused and bewildered Sarah to muse over his words in silence. Releasing her fist, she looked down shocked by the sight of blood trickling down from her hands. She did not realize how hard that she had been digging her fingernails into her skin. Quickly she retreated to her room to clean her hand and to feed her starving body. She just prayed that the hunger and pain that she had felt before Jareth’s arrival would not return.