Disclaimer: I didn't write the following story. I am posting it for SWA writer #1. This is basically harmless smut, to be enjoyed by all who are mature enough to handle it. You've been warned!

Morning Sweets
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Snuggled beneath your covers in peaceful slumber, a sudden sound startles you awake. Your eyes dart around, looking for the source of the sound only to be met with nothing. Shrugging the idea away, you close your eyes once more. Another sound and you sit straight up, aware that you are not alone.

A familiar humming fills the air and you smile, knowing who it is. You quickly pull on your robe and make your way out your bedroom door, trying not to laugh. The smell of food wafts through the air and invades your nose, making your stomach growl from hunger. You feel the hairs on the back of your neck stiffen, and electricity flow through your body at the mere thought of him.

Peeking around the corner into the kitchen, you stifle a laugh as you see Jareth standing there cooking wearing nothing but an apron. Your eyes rake across his beautiful body from head to toe, taking in every last detail. Gazing brazenly at him, you catch his gaze and see a smile break out across his handsome features causing you to smile back.

"It is about time you finally got up. It is nearly noon," he states, turning his attention back to his task.

"Jareth, what are you doing?" you ask, your voice breaking into a soft giggle. You walk in through the doorway, looking around the kitchen to see food everywhere. "Are you planning to feed an army?"

"I wasn't sure what you would have liked, so I made everything." he replies, gazing at you and giving you that smile that makes you weak in the knees.

"How thoughtful of you. Okay, then where are your clothes?" you ask, trying to suppress your laughter. You see him point toward the other room and notice his clothes stacked neatly on the arm of the chair. Shaking your head, you turn back to him, a wide grin taking control.

"I certainly had no intention of ruining them," he says, taking a step closer to you.

You notice flour across his face. "Why didn't you just use your magic instead of making such a mess?" you ask, indicating the surrounding chaos.

"Because I wanted to make you breakfast with my own two hands. It is more special that way," he states, grabbing a towel and wiping his hands.

You feel overwhelmed by the warmth of his gesture and saunter closer to him. Standing in front of him, you lift your hand and gently wipe his blonde hair from his face. "That is so sweet, Jareth. Thank you" you say, catching his gaze and feeling his eyes pierce your soul.

"I would do anything for you, you must know that by now," he whispers.

"I do," you reply, bringing your lips to gently brush his. You feel his hands on your hips and make no attempt to pull away. As the kiss deepens, you softly run your hands across his back, wanting more.

Jareth senses your desire and takes a step back. Smiling at you, he wags a finger at you as if to say, 'not now dear.' Taking your hand, he moves you to the table and pulls the chair out for you. Sitting you down, he pushes your chair in and walks across the room, all the while you are watching him and grinning at the thoughts that flow through your mind.

You silently get to your feet and walk closer to him while he is preoccupied. Running a finger down his back, you see him shudder and smile. You drop your hands to the apron strings and in one quick movement it drops to the floor at his feet leaving him vulnerable. You press your lips against his warm back, knowing that he is trying to ignore your advances. Your hands reach around him, moving over his chest as you feel the ripples of his muscles. Dropping further down, your hand grasps his manhood and you hear him gasp just before losing himself to your pleasurable touch.

Jareth turns around and wraps his arms around you, seeking your lips with his to kiss you relentlessly. His desire mounting, he unties your robe and slips his hands inside sending shivers coursing through your body. Slipping it from your shoulders, his fingers trace the outline of your breast hidden beneath your nightgown setting your emotions free.

He grabs the bottom of your nightgown and slowly raises it up to subject you to his passionate kisses on the newly exposed skin. Your body is on fire and your senses are overflowing with desire. You feel his lips on your stomach moving upward, leaving a blazing trail behind them. He pulls your gown completely off and lets it fall effortlessly to the floor.

Seizing your lips once again, you feel his hands cup your breasts. Gently massaging them, he runs his thumbs over your pert nipples, causing you to intake sharply. Jareth smiles against your lips at the sound, so sweet to his ears. Moving his lips from yours, he slowly descends until finally he envelopes your breast within his sumptuous mouth. Moving his tongue across the surface, you arch into him, wanting more. Flicking the nipple with his tongue, he hears a soft moan fall from your lips that is music to his ears. Gently, he catches your nipple with his teeth pulling it delicately to arouse a hunger to awaken deep within you.

Wrapping your fingers in his blonde hair, you can hardly stand all the sensations coursing through your body. You are on fire, knowing it can only be drenched by Jareth. Pulling his head away from your breast, you capture his hungry lips with yours and kiss him deeply, feeling as though you were sharing the same breath.

Jareth's hands rest on your hips and you wish he would finally pay attention to the one place you long for him to touch. Without hesitation, he senses your need and drops a hand between your thighs releasing a floodgate of emotions. Tracing your opening with his fingers, he slowly slips one, then two inside you moving them deep within your depths, making your lust for him deepen. Moving them back and forth, Jareth watches the pleasure invade your features.

Wanting to show you all the pleasure he can, he removes his fingers and in one swift move lifts you into his arms. Kissing your lips with a burning desire, he carries you to the sofa and sets you down gently. Staring at your body, Jareth brings himself to cover you, once again kissing your lips hungrily. Sliding down your body smoothly, he smiles as his hands rest on your thighs.

You see Jareth smiling just before his head falls between your thighs and you scream out in rapture as his hot mouth clamps down around your very core. You feel his hands grasp your hips, as his tongue traces your opening setting you on fire, just before he spears you. Moving his tongue expertly within your depths, you writhe from the building desire burning deeply within you. You are lost in ecstasy as he brings you to the edge and you climb high into the clouds of bliss as your body convulses beneath his wondrous touch. He prolongs your pleasure with insistent lapping of your juices. Slowly coming down from the heavens, you smile at him and wish he would give you what you long for. You want him inside you and can't control the lust that fills your senses.

Jareth brings himself back up to capture your lips with his, sensing your need. You can feel the tip of his rod prodding your femininity just before he enters you with one swift stroke. You revel in the feeling of having him inside you and wrap your arms around him, trying to pull him closer.

Jareth begins to move slowly at first, the friction between you driving you crazy. Picking up momentum, he nips at your neck and his hands roam over your body showing you pleasures you never dreamed of. Jareth pumps harder in and out of you trying to reach that ultimate high he knows is there, but relishes the finding. Swiveling his hips, he encounters a sensitive spot that makes you scream with delight. Again he brushes it in an attempt to send you over the edge.

You are lost in rapture as elation fills your body. Digging your nails into his back, you try to pull him deeper. Your desire has turned into a raging inferno as Jareth throbs between your legs, bringing so many sensations out of you that you never knew existed. Deep within yourself, you feel spasms begin, growing quickly as they take control of your body and you convulse beneath Jareth rising to heaven once again. You feel his hot seed flow deep within you as his cry of release falls on your ears.

Jareth collapses on top of you, his energy spent. Looking down at you, he gently pushes your damp hair from your face and presses his lips to yours once again. You turn on your side as he slips behind you and wraps his arms possessively around your body pulling you against his chest. His breath falling across your neck, you feel as though you could stay there all day. Suddenly you hear a buzzer and Jareth chuckle softly in your ear.

"Your cinnamon rolls are done," he says, trying to get up.

You pull him back to you with a smile. "I have already had my morning sweets," you state, a wicked grin crossing your face.

"So you have," he replies huskily, pulling you into his arms once again and using his magic to shut everything off in the kitchen. He has no desire to leave you now.

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