Lost and Found

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    You rummage through all your things, looking for that certain something. You  know it is there, but for some reason you just can't seem to find it.

    Glancing around in dismay, you don't realize that he is standing right  behind you, handsome as ever. Sighing to yourself, you look back into the  box in front of you but a chill runs through your body. Shivering, you reach  to your left to pick up your sweater, all the while he is watching you  intently.

    Pulling your sweater on, you wrap it tightly around yourself and wonder if you will be alone all night or not. You smile to yourself remembering the  last time you were alone on a walk. Your thoughts drift to that wonderful  day when Jareth paid you a visit. Emotions swirling through your mind make you want to cry out to him to come and ease your loneliness, but you know  better. He has so many other things he should do than to give you a little  company.

    Shaking the thought from your mind, you return to the task at hand.  Pulling a book out of the box, you open it and flip through the pages taking in the memories they hold. A sudden breath on the back of your neck, sends shivers  down your spine. Slowly you turn around to see the him looking back at you with a mischievous grin playing on his lips. His eyes engulf you with their mystery while taking in your very form.

    After the shock wears off, you take a step back and smile at him.

    "What are  you doing here?" you ask, your voice calm although every inch of your body is screaming for him. You watch him look you up and down with a satisfied smirk on his face.

    "Do you really need to ask my dear?" he replied, looking directly into your eyes.

    You turn away from his burning gaze and continue rummaging around. You stop when you feel his hand grasp your shoulder. His breath hot against your neck sends quivers of longing down your spine. You gasp as he spins you around to face him.

    Jareth reaches to drag his fingers slowly across your jawbone. "You are so beautiful," he murmurs softly, keeping his gaze fixed upon you. Lightly grabbing your chin, he pulls your face close to his and drinks of your lips  with a passion you never dreamed.

    Pulling away from him to catch your breath, you see a seriousness cross his features that you had never noticed before. Knowing you want him more now than ever, you lean closer, capturing his lips with yours in a searing kiss.

    You feel him pull you tightly against his chest, his desire growing by the minute, but can't stop yourself from wanting him.

    You reach up to unbutton his shirt as seductively as possible.

    Slipping it,  from his shoulders, you hear it hit the ground with a gentle thud. Running your hands across his bare chest, you simply yearn for more. Your hands come to rest on the band of his tights. Dipping a finger inside the band, he catches your hand with his and pulls it to his lips to kiss your palm.   That simple gesture sets your body aflame.

    "Not yet my dear," he says softly, his beautiful eyes twinkling  mysteriously. Smoothly, he moves his hands to your sweater, slipping it off your shoulders and letting it fall lightly to the ground. Without a word,  he seizes your lips once again, catching the end of your shirt in his fingers. Slowly he raises it upward until finally he has to break from the  kiss momentarily to slip it over your head. His hands on your back finds the clasp on your bra and without a second thought he unfastens it, pulling it from your body and tossing it gingerly to a box nearby.

    Jareth, still engaged in the fiery kiss, moves his hands to your breasts and  begins to gently massage them. Squeezing your nipples softly, he moves his mouth from yours to your neck, leaving a line of fire everywhere his lips have touched. Jareth takes a breast into his mouth and begins to suckle, his other hand squeezing your other breast tenderly but yearning for more.

    Jareth moves his hand slightly down your torso to rest on your hips. Probing your breast with his tongue, he sends shivers through your body and you lean your head back, drinking in the sensations that he creates by a   mere touch. You feel your pants inching down your legs, leaving you exposed and vulnerable to the Goblin King. His hand finds your wetness and you gasp as he slides a finger inside you, moving it gently in rhythm with his tongue as it circles your nipple. Jareth slides another finger inside you, careful to keep the rhythm going, making you insane with desire.

    "Jareth, please," you gasp, the feelings flowing through your body are too much for you to take. There is a burning deep inside you that you can't control. You feel your muscles contract around his fingers and can't believe the powerful emotions that flood your brain.

    Jareth senses your readiness and pulls back to look at you. His smile warm and inviting. You reach out and push him backwards, making him land on the floor. You move to him, grasping his tights and pulling them down and off his body. You straddle his hips, wanting the pleasure you know he can give you. Suddenly you wrap your fingers around his manhood and hear him groan softly. Moving your hand back and forth along his shaft, you watch his face  fill with bliss and smile to yourself. Bending down, you take him into your mouth and work his rod with your tongue fiercely, wanting to show him the delight he could achieve. His hands grip your shoulders, and pull you from his rod to rest on his chest. Wiping a stray strand of hair from your face, he gazes on your beauty and pulls your lips to his, kissing them tenderly.

    Suddenly he rolls both of you over to where your back is on the floor and he peers down into your face. You feel him gently part your legs and position himself with his manhood prodding at your very core. A gasp escapes your lips as he slides into your cavity. He begins to move back and forth slowly, but with each passing moment his desire stokes a fire that seems to build into a blazing inferno. Picking up momentum, he pumps harder trying to reach the ultimate high.

    You arch your back, feeling his rod move within you gives you the sensation of bliss that you longed for. Matching his rhythm, you lose yourself in ecstasy and pull him closer, digging your nails deep into his back.

    Kissing his neck as he throbs between your legs, you feel spasms start deep within your body growing more intensely than you thought. The spasms rock your body and you cry out as you reach your crescendo and your muscles contract around his manhood, and you wrap your legs around his back, pulling him deeper.

    Within moments of your climax, you hear him cry out from his release, his hot liquid flowing into you.  Jareth collapses on top of you, his energy spent. Breathing raggedly, he pushes himself up to look down at you, bringing a hand to gently wipe damp hair from your eyes. Smiling down at you, he captures your lips one last time in a heated, passionate kiss. Pulling himself from the kiss, he pulls your bottom lip with his teeth in a teasing gesture then rolls off of you to pull you against his warm chest. You snuggle deep within his arms and know that you have a special connection with him.

    "I will always be here if you need me," he whispered softly to you before you fall asleep.

    You wake up covered by a blanket with Jareth no where to be seen. Smiling to yourself, you know this won't be the last time you see him. He vowed to be there if you need him. Getting up, you get dressed thinking about the encounter with Jareth. You can still feel his hands on your body and you grin a satisfied grin as you go about the rest of your day.