~Jareth~: Huff.
“Uh-huh.”
Sarah’s lips formed a coy smile as the pillows sunk beside her. The thought of those smirking lips of Jareth’s pressed against her own, against her skin…it was enough to make her shiver. Surprisingly, not with disgust. A drunken Sarah was a true Sarah.A lone finger rose, just barely tracing over the curving lips.
“Very sexy.”
Clearing his throat, Jareth just smiled down at the girl and ran his fingers through her hair gently.
“What else do you like about me? Hmm?” He smirked.
“Oh, lots of things…”
A lazy grin curved Sarah’s lips as the bare hand glided through her hair. It was clear all inhibitions had been tossed out the window. The brave brunette lifted her head, burying her nose into the crook of Jareth’s neck.
“Your voice…”
The Goblin king smiled and held buzzed girl gently in his arms, his hand still playing with her chocolate hair.
“My voice huh?”
“Mm-hmm…”
Sarah murmured, placing a hand over the King’s heart. He was warm. The way her voice rumbled in her ear was comforting. This position was felt far too familiar…far too lovely. Emerald eyes watched the way the veins throbbed beneath the flesh of Jareth’s neck. For a moment, she had wondered what it felt like. Bravely and without hesitation, Sarah pressed her warm, full lips to the skin.
A shiver of pleasure went through Jareth’s body as he felt her warm lips on his neck. This really was a dream come true for him, if only Sarah wasn’t under the influence.
“Careful now, Precious, if you do that again I might not be able to control myself.” He chuckled, trying to lighten the mood slightly.
“Maybe I don’t want you to control yourself.”
Sarah’s voice was husky. A heavy, low whisper that collided with the base of Jareth’s neck as the brunette nipped happily at the flesh, eager for the reaction that would follow. This was the battle that she needed to win. Having control over the Goblin King.
~Jareth~: Huff.
“Uh-huh.”
Sarah’s lips formed a coy smile as the pillows sunk beside her. The thought of those smirking lips of Jareth’s pressed against her own, against her skin…it was enough to make her shiver. Surprisingly, not with disgust. A drunken Sarah was a true Sarah.A lone finger rose, just barely tracing over the curving lips.
“Very sexy.”
Clearing his throat, Jareth just smiled down at the girl and ran his fingers through her hair gently.
“What else do you like about me? Hmm?” He smirked.
“Oh, lots of things…”
A lazy grin curved Sarah’s lips as the bare hand glided through her hair. It was clear all inhibitions had been tossed out the window. The brave brunette lifted her head, burying her nose into the crook of Jareth’s neck.
“Your voice…”
The Goblin king smiled and held buzzed girl gently in his arms, his hand still playing with her chocolate hair.
“My voice huh?”
“Mm-hmm…”
Sarah murmured, placing a hand over the King’s heart. He was warm. The way her voice rumbled in her ear was comforting. This position was felt far too familiar…far too lovely. Emerald eyes watched the way the veins throbbed beneath the flesh of Jareth’s neck. For a moment, she had wondered what it felt like. Bravely and without hesitation, Sarah pressed her warm, full lips to the skin.
~Jareth~: Huff.
“Uh-huh.”
Sarah’s lips formed a coy smile as the pillows sunk beside her. The thought of those smirking lips of Jareth’s pressed against her own, against her skin…it was enough to make her shiver. Surprisingly, not with disgust. A drunken Sarah was a true Sarah.A lone finger rose, just barely tracing over the curving lips.
“Very sexy.”
Clearing his throat, Jareth just smiled down at the girl and ran his fingers through her hair gently.
“What else do you like about me? Hmm?” He smirked.
“Oh, lots of things…”
A lazy grin curved Sarah’s lips as the bare hand glided through her hair. It was clear all inhibitions had been tossed out the window. The brave brunette lifted her head, burying her nose into the crook of Jareth’s neck.
“Your voice…”
~Jareth~: Huff.
Sarah pouted, noticing the lack of reaction, and ceased.
“Not there, then?”
Head canted, the brunette focused curious, foggy emerald eyes on the blonde. There was a flush to his cheek. His lips were parted as if he were to speak, but there was no sound.
Jareth gulped nervously. His Sarah never acted like this before. So vulnerable and childlike, it was just to adorable for words. Was he dreaming possibly? He winced slightly when Sarah dug her nails into a slightly tender spot. There went that idea.
“Be a little more careful, Precious.” His voice wasn’t as confidant like it usually was. His control was slipping. He really needed to do something.
“Er…sorry. I think I need another hint.”
A small smile curved Sarah’s lips. This was getting fun. To see the mighty Jareth fall and collapse into a heap of a man. The brunette’s fingers teased lightly at the King’s sides, watching and waiting patiently for some sort of reaction.
‘This has to to stop.’ Jareth thought, ‘If this continues any further…’
“Precious, you can stop. I was just joking with you. I’m not ticklish at all.”
With a defeated frown, Sarah folded her arms across her chest, falling back against the pillows.
“Well, that wasn’t fun.”
The Goblin King took a second to compose himself. He knew he couldn’t loose it in front of Sarah. It would damage their already messed up ‘relationship’.
What was causing Sarah to act this way? She hadn’t been this docile since… Bog Dammit.
“Sarah, how much have you had to drink tonight?”
With a guilty grin and a quiet giggle, Sarah’s cheeks flushed as she reluctantly held up three fingers.
…Then three more.
Jareth sighed and slid his hand over his face. No wonder, it all made sense now. He wasn’t sure what to do with this situation. Before, that annoying angel had carried her in passed out, so it was easy to take care of her then.
He smiled at the memory slightly. Sarah was awfully cute then. Sleeping in his arms, happily snuggled up at him.
“You know, you have a cute smile.”
Sarah’s lips curved into a kind grin as she nestled back against the pillows, eyeing Jareth.
“It’s very…nice. Kind, I guess. But that smirk…that’s sexy.”
Jareth stared at her, then shook it off. Smirking boyishly.
“Oh really?” He asked as he moved to sit next to Sarah, his back against her headboard. He wasn’t going to leave her alone in this state. Something bad might happen. So he might as well somewhat enjoy it.
“Uh-huh.”
Sarah’s lips formed a coy smile as the pillows sunk beside her. The thought of those smirking lips of Jareth’s pressed against her own, against her skin…it was enough to make her shiver. Surprisingly, not with disgust. A drunken Sarah was a true Sarah.
A lone finger rose, just barely tracing over the curving lips.
“Very sexy.”
~Jareth~: Huff.
Sarah pouted, noticing the lack of reaction, and ceased.
“Not there, then?”
Head canted, the brunette focused curious, foggy emerald eyes on the blonde. There was a flush to his cheek. His lips were parted as if he were to speak, but there was no sound.
Jareth gulped nervously. His Sarah never acted like this before. So vulnerable and childlike, it was just to adorable for words. Was he dreaming possibly? He winced slightly when Sarah dug her nails into a slightly tender spot. There went that idea.
“Be a little more careful, Precious.” His voice wasn’t as confidant like it usually was. His control was slipping. He really needed to do something.
“Er…sorry. I think I need another hint.”
A small smile curved Sarah’s lips. This was getting fun. To see the mighty Jareth fall and collapse into a heap of a man. The brunette’s fingers teased lightly at the King’s sides, watching and waiting patiently for some sort of reaction.
‘This has to to stop.’ Jareth thought, ‘If this continues any further…’
“Precious, you can stop. I was just joking with you. I’m not ticklish at all.”
With a defeated frown, Sarah folded her arms across her chest, falling back against the pillows.
“Well, that wasn’t fun.”
The Goblin King took a second to compose himself. He knew he couldn’t loose it in front of Sarah. It would damage their already messed up ‘relationship’.
What was causing Sarah to act this way? She hadn’t been this docile since… Bog Dammit.
“Sarah, how much have you had to drink tonight?”
With a guilty grin and a quiet giggle, Sarah’s cheeks flushed as she reluctantly held up three fingers.
…Then three more.
Jareth sighed and slid his hand over his face. No wonder, it all made sense now. He wasn’t sure what to do with this situation. Before, that annoying angel had carried her in passed out, so it was easy to take care of her then.
He smiled at the memory slightly. Sarah was awfully cute then. Sleeping in his arms, happily snuggled up at him.
“You know, you have a cute smile.”
Sarah’s lips curved into a kind grin as she nestled back against the pillows, eyeing Jareth.
“It’s very…nice. Kind, I guess. But that smirk…that’s sexy.”
~Jareth~: Huff.
Sarah pouted, noticing the lack of reaction, and ceased.
“Not there, then?”
Head canted, the brunette focused curious, foggy emerald eyes on the blonde. There was a flush to his cheek. His lips were parted as if he were to speak, but there was no sound.
Jareth gulped nervously. His Sarah never acted like this before. So vulnerable and childlike, it was just to adorable for words. Was he dreaming possibly? He winced slightly when Sarah dug her nails into a slightly tender spot. There went that idea.
“Be a little more careful, Precious.” His voice wasn’t as confidant like it usually was. His control was slipping. He really needed to do something.
“Er…sorry. I think I need another hint.”
A small smile curved Sarah’s lips. This was getting fun. To see the mighty Jareth fall and collapse into a heap of a man. The brunette’s fingers teased lightly at the King’s sides, watching and waiting patiently for some sort of reaction.
‘This has to to stop.’ Jareth thought, ‘If this continues any further…’
“Precious, you can stop. I was just joking with you. I’m not ticklish at all.”
With a defeated frown, Sarah folded her arms across her chest, falling back against the pillows.
“Well, that wasn’t fun.”
The Goblin King took a second to compose himself. He knew he couldn’t loose it in front of Sarah. It would damage their already messed up ‘relationship’.
What was causing Sarah to act this way? She hadn’t been this docile since… Bog Dammit.
“Sarah, how much have you had to drink tonight?”
With a guilty grin and a quiet giggle, Sarah’s cheeks flushed as she reluctantly held up three fingers.
…Then three more.
~Jareth~: Huff.
Sarah pouted, noticing the lack of reaction, and ceased.
“Not there, then?”
Head canted, the brunette focused curious, foggy emerald eyes on the blonde. There was a flush to his cheek. His lips were parted as if he were to speak, but there was no sound.
Jareth gulped nervously. His Sarah never acted like this before. So vulnerable and childlike, it was just to adorable for words. Was he dreaming possibly? He winced slightly when Sarah dug her nails into a slightly tender spot. There went that idea.
“Be a little more careful, Precious.” His voice wasn’t as confidant like it usually was. His control was slipping. He really needed to do something.
“Er…sorry. I think I need another hint.”
A small smile curved Sarah’s lips. This was getting fun. To see the mighty Jareth fall and collapse into a heap of a man. The brunette’s fingers teased lightly at the King’s sides, watching and waiting patiently for some sort of reaction.
‘This has to to stop.’ Jareth thought, ‘If this continues any further…’
“Precious, you can stop. I was just joking with you. I’m not ticklish at all.”
With a defeated frown, Sarah folded her arms across her chest, falling back against the pillows.
“Well, that wasn’t fun.”
~Jareth~: Huff.
Sarah pouted, noticing the lack of reaction, and ceased.
“Not there, then?”
Head canted, the brunette focused curious, foggy emerald eyes on the blonde. There was a flush to his cheek. His lips were parted as if he were to speak, but there was no sound.
Jareth gulped nervously. His Sarah never acted like this before. So vulnerable and childlike, it was just to adorable for words. Was he dreaming possibly? He winced slightly when Sarah dug her nails into a slightly tender spot. There went that idea.
“Be a little more careful, Precious.” His voice wasn’t as confidant like it usually was. His control was slipping. He really needed to do something.
“Er…sorry. I think I need another hint.”
A small smile curved Sarah’s lips. This was getting fun. To see the mighty Jareth fall and collapse into a heap of a man. The brunette’s fingers teased lightly at the King’s sides, watching and waiting patiently for some sort of reaction.
~Jareth~: Huff.
Sarah yelped the moment Jareth’s fingers glided along the sensitive soles of her feet, leaving her bouncing on the bed, scrambling far away from him.
“D-Don’t do that!”
Jareth stared at Sarah, confused at her sudden movement, then it hit him.
“Sarah,” He smirked, “Are you by chance ticklish?”
“No. No, I’m not. Don’t be stupid.”
Sarah hissed, hardly about to let Jareth know of the little secret. He knew so much of her already. It wasn’t fair. This wouldn’t be fair. Not unless she knew of it as well.
“Are you?”
Jareth was about to reply no, but a devious idea came to mind. He would remember her ‘little secret’ at a later date. Right now this was just to brilliant an idea to pass up.
“Well I do have a spot or two… but we both know you would be to shy to torture me like that, Precious.” He taunted.
“Oh, I would not. I would bring you to your knees in a matter of moments.”
Sarah hissed, hardly able to catch on to the devilish workings of Jareth’s mind in her inebriated state. If it was a fight he wanted, it was a fight he would get. Rising to her knees, the brunette neared the Goblin King, a devious glint in her eye.
“But I need I hint.”
Holding back a happy grin at Sarah taking the bait, he sighed.
“We’ll just have to see, won’t we? One spot is somewhere near my chest. If you find it, I’ll give you a clue to spot number 2. Sound fair?”
“Fair.”
With that, Sarah lunged forward, a wide grin on pink-stained lips as she tackled Jareth backward onto the bed. In an attempt to keep him still, the brunette clamored atop the King, placing a knee on either side of his waist.
“Whenever you’re ready.”
Without a reply, Sarah immediately dug her fingertips into Jareth’s ribs, beginning her assault.
Jareth froze, he had expected her to tickle him and maybe feel up his chest a little. But tackling him? Every rational thought in his mind was about to fly out the door. I mean what man could possibly ‘think’ in this sort of position? He needed to focus!
Sarah pouted, noticing the lack of reaction, and ceased.
“Not there, then?”
Head canted, the brunette focused curious, foggy emerald eyes on the blonde. There was a flush to his cheek. His lips were parted as if he were to speak, but there was no sound.
~Jareth~: Huff.
Sarah yelped the moment Jareth’s fingers glided along the sensitive soles of her feet, leaving her bouncing on the bed, scrambling far away from him.
“D-Don’t do that!”
Jareth stared at Sarah, confused at her sudden movement, then it hit him.
“Sarah,” He smirked, “Are you by chance ticklish?”
“No. No, I’m not. Don’t be stupid.”
Sarah hissed, hardly about to let Jareth know of the little secret. He knew so much of her already. It wasn’t fair. This wouldn’t be fair. Not unless she knew of it as well.
“Are you?”
Jareth was about to reply no, but a devious idea came to mind. He would remember her ‘little secret’ at a later date. Right now this was just to brilliant an idea to pass up.
“Well I do have a spot or two… but we both know you would be to shy to torture me like that, Precious.” He taunted.
“Oh, I would not. I would bring you to your knees in a matter of moments.”
Sarah hissed, hardly able to catch on to the devilish workings of Jareth’s mind in her inebriated state. If it was a fight he wanted, it was a fight he would get. Rising to her knees, the brunette neared the Goblin King, a devious glint in her eye.
“But I need I hint.”
Holding back a happy grin at Sarah taking the bait, he sighed.
“We’ll just have to see, won’t we? One spot is somewhere near my chest. If you find it, I’ll give you a clue to spot number 2. Sound fair?”
“Fair.”
With that, Sarah lunged forward, a wide grin on pink-stained lips as she tackled Jareth backward onto the bed. In an attempt to keep him still, the brunette clamored atop the King, placing a knee on either side of his waist.
“Whenever you’re ready.”
Without a reply, Sarah immediately dug her fingertips into Jareth’s ribs, beginning her assault.
