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Makes No Sense At All (Labyrinth) - Ch 22
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Makes No Sense At All (Labyrinth) - Ch 22 Chapter 22 - Just a little spark that burns so bright The next day Jareth sent Cerin to the High Court with a missive, to explain the situation and to seek their aid. Jareth refused to leave Sarah with how sneaky Kai was proving to be. Before Cerin left, he helped Jareth weave an intricate spell on the Castle as well as Sarah's mind and dreams so Kai couldn't infiltrate anything. Jareth had Sarah accompany him pretty much everywhere in the Castle except for the restroom, although baths were especially enjoyable. He cancelled all audiences with his subjects and refused any visitors until further notice. He would not take the chance of Kai somehow slipping by and also he didn't want his attention diverted. In the interim of waiting on their reply and Cerin's return, Jareth spent a good amount of time working with Sarah to try to expand her budding magical abilities that had been cropping up when facing Kai. If she could control them and not rely on the hope they would emerge if she were in danger, he would rest at least a fraction easier. Without that or him by her side, she was almost completely helpless against Kai's power. They were in the Escher room and Jareth was quite unsuccessful in getting her to manifest her powers. Sarah was very irritated, no matter how hard she tried. "Sarah, Precious. Magic is really very simple. All you have to do is want something and then let yourself have it!"** She huffed out a breath, "Well I want to conjure my powers and I definitely ain't blocking myself from having it, so what is the problem?" Jareth quirked his lips, then produced a crystal. He rolled it around his gloved hands, his mismatched eyes watching images only known to him in it. When he didn't respond and continued to ignore her after her saying his name a few times, she felt her temper rise. "Hey Mr. Glittery Pants, are you watching porn on there or something?" Without looking up, he replied, "Possibly." Ok, what was going on? Jareth was never outright disrespectful. She tried to keep her temper in check, but what the actual fuck? The longer they stood there in silence, him acting like she wasn't in the room, the more the fire in her rose. Until finally it exploded in a shower of sparks from her fingertips, which he threw the crystal ball in a cloud of glitter, deflecting it. His smooth laugh sounded through the sparkly air between them, "I knew it." "Knew what?" She waved at the specks of annoyance, trying to glare at him. "Your abilities manifest when your emotions are running high. Up until now, when you were in danger and irate. You can't force them. But we need to take that knowledge and make it flow from you at will, not unchecked." She put her hands on her hips, "Well then, what do you propose? This is so out of my element." He strode the few steps, closing the distance between them and slowly circled around. He stopped behind her and leaned in. "We need to figure out what you feel right before it manifests," he whispered in her ear, causing shivers to travel up and down her spine by his nearness and his breath. "I..I..don't know," she barely got out as he started kissing down her neck. She felt more than heard his laugh, his teeth nipping his only reply. She had relaxed against him, giving him as much access as possible. "Concentrate on how you feel Precious," he mumbled as he licked her ear after he made his way back up. His arms had encircled her waist and she could feel his desire for her against her butt. She felt her body starting to ready itself for him. His gloved hand had traveled up to her covered breast, tweaking her nipple through the material. She tried to turn around in his embrace, but he stopped her with gentle pressure. "Tsk tsk love, so impatient." Her breath hitched with annoyance. The more he stoked the fire, the brighter she burned for him. She needed his bare skin and standing still while he teased her was going to make her combust. She imagined stripping him of those damned gloves first, twining his fingers with hers. Then onto removing that pesky shirt that was always bewitching her with glimpses of his chest. She'd return the favor on his nipples, making him squirm as he begged for more. As she lost herself inside the fantasy, she felt a warm sensation starting at the tips of her toes and making its way up, stopping before it reached her fingertips as Jareth abruptly ceased his attentions. "Wha..?" she gasped. "I was concentrating on your reactions, to see where it starts." "What starts?" she was getting irritated with his mood swings. "Your magic, Precious." She whirled around,"You mean you got me all in the mood for MAGIC?!" She was going to kill him. Sparks started to fly from her fingers. He grabbed her in between one breath and the next, locking her arms next to her sides. "Calm love, feel it." "I'll give you calm!" she struggled to no avail. He wasn't phased,"Feel the roll of magic, envision shaping it to your will. It is yours, it must respond to you." She struggled for a moment more, then his words sunk in. She stilled and concentrated inward. There seemed to be a glowing ember pulsing. She attempted to pull on it, but it resisted. Until Jareth leaned down and captured her lips with his. As the desire grew and her emotions spun out of control, the ember flared brighter. She tried to bend it, but it danced in defiance. Jareth broke the kiss,"Good start Sweetling." "But I didn't do anything," she was still trying to focus, but the moment was lost. He tilted her chin up to look into his eyes, "No one gets it right on their first try. Not to mention, most Fae start from very young. You are at a disadvantage." "Yeah no shit. I'm not Fae and I'm 30," she rolled her eyes and tried to break away from him. He let her go and watched as she paced. She had to work off this energy. She was losing control, no thanks to him. She was worked up between her libido, anger, and frustration. Using the tangle of emotions, she reached down to where she had felt the magic well within her. She woke it from its sleep and felt her fingers warm, but no sparks. She was facing away from Jareth so she smiled with satisfaction. Not slowing her pace, she made her way back to him. The last second before she turned to once again walk away from him, she directed the energy from her fingertips to his crotch. Not enough to harm, she hoped, but to give him a jolt. His face had remained placid while she paced, until then. He was unable to keep his composure and glared at her. She laughed and smiled evilly. "Serves you right." He had cupped his hands and a soft glow emanated from them around the delicate area. Once he was satisfied he was healed and nothing permanently damaged, he growled, "For what?" "For getting me all hot and bothered, then not following through you ass." He stalked towards her, "You do realize willfully attacking the King can result in death?" "Take your own advice and calm down Your Majesty," she wiggled her fingers, purposely showering sparks. Jareth was not truly angry, in fact he was proud of how quickly she managed to get a reign on her magic. She would still need practice, but she seemed well on her way. He was a bit annoyed, however, as if she hadn't been able to control it he could've been truly harmed. He had yet to produce an heir, so that would have been a very bad situation. He wasn't lying, as Fae couldn't, that she could go up for punishment by the High Court if something serious has happened. However he could see she was not in the frame of mind to take his warning seriously, so he would have to wait to enforce the gravity of the repercussions for such actions. For the moment he decided to finish what he started earlier. He grabbed her around the waist and lowered his lips to hers again. She pushed against him, but was quickly kissed into submission. When he let them both come up for air, she breathed,"So help me Jareth, if you intend on stopping again, I'm going to zap your fairy ass." He chuckled,"You are aware that is a threat to the Crown?" "Oh yeah, and what are you going to do about it?" she countered. "I think punishment is in order," his hands traveled down to her bottom and brought her flush against him. "Oh.." she half moaned. "Are you agreeable to my instrument of punishment then?" He didn't let her reply, transporting them to his bed and discarding with their clothes in the process. Sarah had no complaints with the penalty she paid over and over for the rest of the day, as well as into far into the night. ----- Copyright 2018 A/N - Yeah...the characters just haven't been speaking to me. They piped up briefly once I kicked Jareth in his sparkly butt, so enjoy! **Shout out to the movie Halloweentown. I borrowed the quote. lol *Lyric is from "Sound of Light" - Hanson I sent an Angel to watch over you last night, it returned in a hurry. I asked why, it said "Angels can't watch porn." Thanks for fucking traumatizing my fucking Angel! Don't bother trying to figure me out. Not even the little voices in my head understand me. It's pointless! |
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