Forest Rendzevous

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       Making your way down the winding path, and through the trees, you stumble across a bared root. Falling forward, your breath catches in your throat as you prepare for the contact with the ground. Your eyes close quickly, not wanting to witness the inevitable, but then it never comes. Slowly you open your eyes to see a pair of incredibly intriguing eyes looking back at you.

    Unable to speak, you try to stand, but your legs seem to feel like jelly.

    "Are you alright?" the soft voice asks, still holding on to you so you don't fall. A smile crosses his face as you nod your reply. "What are you doing way out here?"

    "Walking," you reply, your voice wavering slightly with the nervousness that surrounds you. You can hardly believe that he is standing right here before you and you can't say more than one word.

    His smile widens when he notices your tenseness at his touch. He helps you to sit down on a stump, all the while staring at you with those mesmerizing eyes. He takes a few steps back to assess the situation, and looks you up and down.

    You feel unnerved by his close scrutiny of you and shuffle your position.

    "What are you doing out here?" you ask him, trying to keep your feelings under control.

    "You were thinking of me, were you not?" he replies coyly, looking around at the foliage and removing his gloves. "So here I am," he states, his gaze falling back on you.

    You feel your face grow hot and know that you are blushing, but it doesn't seem to matter. You know that he was right. You were thinking of him and how nice it would be to have him here with you, but what now? Looking up, you catch his gaze and know exactly what you want to do, but still you are unsure of what to feel.

    As if sensing your unspoken thought, he slowly saunters toward you to stand in front you. He kneels down to look at you in the eyes. A smile creasing his lips, he lifts his hand to gently touch your cheek. You shiver beneath his touch, but don't make any attempt to move away. His hand slides gently behind your head as he pulls your face closer.

    "Are you afraid of me?" he asks softly, brushing his lips against yours. He can feel you tremble beneath his touch, but doesn't back away, instead he lightly kisses your cheek.

    "Should I be?" you ask, your voice barely a whisper. You can hardly believe the feelings that seem to rush through your body. You don't know if you are dreaming or not. If it is a dream, you dread the wakening. Closing your eyes, you feel him nipping at your ear. Shivers run down your spine at the slightest touch.

    "Of course not," he replies huskily, brushing stray strands of hair from your face.

    You open your eyes and look at him and know where this is leading.  Many times you have dreamt of this moment and now that it is here, you are insecure about it. "Jareth, I-" you begin.

    "Shh," he says, kissing your lips once again, his hands on your knees. He hears you intake sharply as he pushes them outward so as to get closer to you. Smiling, he places his hand softly on your back, gently pulling you closer to him, and your hands rest on his shoulders. "We have other things we could be doing right now," he says softly, not deterring his gaze from you, but letting his hand drop to your waist. He plants kisses of fire across your neck, and you melt at his very touch.

    You yearn to feel his body against yours, and his strong arms surround you.

    You decide to make an effort to move him along, since you know what he has come for. Your hands slide from his shoulders to find the buttons of his shirt. With a sly smile, you begin unbuttoning them, all the while watching the look in his eyes. Sliding your hands inside his shirt, you remove it delicately and hear it hit the ground softly behind him.

    You can feel the fabric of your shirt coming free from your jeans and inching its way upward. His lips touch your  stomach and your breath becomes shallow, lost in the sensations that he is arousing within you. He pulls your shirt over your head and you see him looking at you with a pleased expression. His fingers slip under the straps of your bra as he hooks a single finger on the straps and gently gives them a pull to slide off your shoulders. Smiling again, his hands find the clasp of your bra to finally release and remove it.

    Dropping his hands to your breasts, he caresses them gently, squeezing your nipples lightly, but wanting more. He kisses your lips once again, and slowly makes his way to your breast. Flicking the nipple with his tongue, he can hear you moan softly and that gratifies him. He laves at your nipple and that sends shivers passing through your entire body. His other hand gracefully slides down your body to find the button on your jeans. Without a second thought, he unfastens them and pulls them off you slowly, then wraps his arms possessively around you once again. You feel a thousand sensations course through you and you can hardly believe this is actually happening.

    Still sitting on the stump, you watch Jareth stand and remove the rest of his clothing as he eyes you hungrily. Coming back to stand before you, he bends his head down and kisses you insistently, his tongue finding yours.

    You reach out and grab his manhood and feel him twitch by the unexpected gesture. Stroking his shaft, you hear him moan softly as you increase your stimulation trying desperately to arouse his lust for you. Taking him into your mouth, his soft moans increase as you work your way back and forth along his shaft. You feel him grasp your panties with his hands, and pull them free.

    Startled, you look blankly up at his handsome face that is smiling back down at you. Kneeling in front of you once again, he pushes your legs apart and pulls you to the edge of the stump. He drops his head to encompass your femininity within his sensuous mouth. Holding you in place, he intensifies his probing, flicking his tongue in and out of your very essence. You moan beneath his magic touch and lean back letting Jareth have full reign of your body and senses. You are on fire and only Jareth can quench it.

    Suddenly you feel him grasp your hips more firmly and lift you into his lap, impaling you with his rod. Looking into your eyes, he begins to move within you and you find yourself wanting to please him to your fullest. You begin to move up and down on his length feeling an overwhelming sense of power at knowing how much he wants you. You increase your movements and feel his hands on your shoulders, trying to pull you closer as he attempts to push himself deeper. His searing lips flame your skin, and you feel yourself drowning in ecstasy.

    Jareth shifts his position and moves you to rest on the ground beneath his body. Kissing your lips once again, he drives deeper into you and you cry out in pleasure as he begins to move within you once again. You grasp at his back, digging your nails into his skin, unable to control your desire for him. Moaning softly, you can see his hunger for you written across his features as he begins to pump harder into you, bringing about pleasure you have only dreamed of. His need for you seems insatiable, but you can feel your climatic release at hand. You wrap your legs around him, knowing what is to come and preparing yourself for the sensation you have been yearning for all along.

    Jareth's cry of release as his seed flows into you precedes your own by merely seconds. Spasms rock your body and the sensations you have felt all along have fully come to be. Jareth collapses upon you, his breath ragged. Your sweaty bodies entwined still, he slowly lifts himself up to look at your wondrous face. Wearily, Jareth looks down at you, his eyes gentle and caring. Without a word, his kisses your lips softly, wrapping his arms around you until you fall asleep.

    When you finally awaken, Jareth is looking at you, his face full of contentment. "Thank you," he says softly, brushing stray strands of hair from your face. "You don't know how much this meant to me," he whispers softly, kissing your cheek.

    "Hopefully as much as it means to me," you reply softly, a smile creasing your lips.

    Jareth gets to his feet pulling you along with him. "You should be getting back," he states. With a wave of his hand you both are clothed once more.

    "I shall be with you always. Remember that," he says, looking at you briefly before disappearing.

    "I will," you answer, turning back the way you came.