Epilogue

Warning: Some sexual content… ;)

**One Year Later**

December 21st

"Jareth! They're here!" I called up the grand staircase.

I still couldn't get over how big this house was. Seven bedrooms with an equal amount of bathrooms to accommodate, a library that rose two stories, a parlor, a dining room, a cavernous kitchen, a ballroom, a music room, a billiards room (that had more than just billiards in it), not to mention the rooms that were dedicated to housing collectible items such as paintings, statues, venetian masks, and other items too numerous to count. I wondered how Jareth kept this place clean when he wasn't here, then reminded myself that he's the Goblin King and can do most anything he pleases.

"Yes dear, I know," his velvet like voice came from the top of the stairs.

I looked up to see he was dressed in casual dark slacks, an oxford shirt stylishly un-tucked, and a half zipped solid red wool sweater. "You look marvelous darling," he simmered smiling down at me.

I looked down at my long khaki skirt and red turtleneck with a diamond journey necklace Jareth had gotten me shortly after our marriage. "This old thing? I just pulled it out of the closet…" I smiled.

He joined me and we greeted our guests, Harry and Ginny, followed by Ron and Hermione. Not far behind them came my parents and sister. I'd been so happy when they'd accepted our invitation to Christmas in the English countryside. I'd worried because my sister had vowed to never get on a plane in her life, but she was persuaded eventually, with some verbal arm twisting. I was about to close the door when I noticed two more people coming, Bryan and Sarah. I looked back at Jareth and he smiled.

"Welcome to our home," I greeted them as they walked in.

Sarah smiled, "Nice place, how's the one in the Underground?"

"Shh!" I pointed toward my parents and sister who were looking around at the huge entryway. "They don't know. We figured it best since they had a hard time adjusting to the idea of witches and wizards."

"Oh, right, sorry."

Jareth and I led our guests into the parlor where a twelve-foot pine had been set up and decorated with a gold and red theme. Our guests were mingling, my mother was speaking to Harry and Ginny and my father to Bryan. My sister was making her way toward me. "Ah, Melanie, welcome to our home," Jareth greeted her.

"Thank you. Mind if I steal my sister from you?"

"Of course not," Jareth released my hand, but gave it a quick squeeze before doing so.

I followed Melanie over toward the roaring fireplace. "My god Shell! This place is huge!"

"I know, it's been too long since we've seen each other!" I hugged her.

I looked over to see that Jareth had joined my father and Bryan. I chuckled inwardly at the conversation that must be taking place. I'd warned Jareth not to discuss politics with dad. He was a strong believer in doing something about it, not sitting around complaining about the problems.

Melanie and I started to chat about her life at home, how the cats were, what classes she was taking at the local college, until a member of the staff called for dinner.

We made our way to the dinning room where roast goose was served with sage and onion dressing, sweet potatoes, cranberry sauce, roasted carrots, warm cinnamon apples and as a treat for those from the wizarding world, pumpkin juice. The dinner conversation was kept light. Jareth and I were on opposite ends of the long table, playing the roles of host and hostess. He kept trying to catch my eye and nod toward the stairs. I refused to acknowledge.

After dinner, gifts were exchanged in the parlor. While I was sitting next to Jareth, he put a hand on my leg and motioned toward the hall. He got up to leave, gracefully stepping over the strewn wrapping paper. I waited a moment, and then made my exit when nobody else seemed to be looking. Jareth was waiting for me just outside in the hall. "You ignored me at dinner my dear," he said wrapping and arm around my waist.

I put my hand on his arm, "That's because I know what you were thinking and we have guests to entertain."

"They won't miss us."

"Oh really?"

"You forget my dear, I can pause time."

I didn't have a response to that; I just stared up at his face. He smiled down at me and moved closer, backing me into the wall. His arms raised and I was effectively trapped in his cage. His mouth moved toward mine and pressed against it. My mind shouted out at me and I pushed on his chest, "Wait," I said looking back at the room where our family and friends where.

He sighed, "Fine, we'll wait."

He released me and we strolled back into the parlor. We made light conversation and Jareth ordered drinks to be passed around. Eventually, everyone decided it was time to go home. Jareth and I ushered Harry, Ginny, Ron, Hermione, Bryan, and Sarah to the door, then my parents and sister to their rooms they would use during their stay here. Jareth and I walked slowly side by side down the hall toward our room. I looked up at him to see him smirking down at me. A smirk that said he had an idea of some sort in his mind. Suddenly he swooped down and took my legs out from under me, lifting me into his arms. "Oh!" I gasped.

He chuckled, "How I love that I can still surprise you my dear."

"I have a feeling you'll never stop surprising me Jareth."

"To that, I hope you're right," he said as he somehow pushed open the door to our bedroom.

He laid me on the bed, crawling on top of me. He smiled before he gently began to kiss my neck. I pulled him closer and raised his head so I could catch his lips. His mouth was open and I began the tango between our tongues. He pulled back smiling.

I could feel his hands sliding from my waist up under my shirt. I gasped as they came to rest on my breasts. He began massaging through the cloth of my bra. I moaned and he grinned. Suddenly I felt a cold draft. I looked down to see Jareth had magicked away our clothing. "Impatient?"

"Have been all night long darling."

He bent his head and flicked my right nipple with his tongue. I began to breath faster as his mouth came down on one breast while his hand kept massaging the other. I could feel his hardening manhood pressed between us. My back arched involuntarily as he kept his attention on my breasts.

After a minute, he raised himself from my chest and smiled as he trailed his hands back down to my waist, then even lower. He wrapped them around till they were cradling my bottom. His knee pushed between my legs and I opened to him. With a sharp thrust, he entered me. I gasped at the pleasure, the rolls and sweeps of it. My hands grabbed at his arms as my back arched and I began to move with his rhythm. A million tingling shocks seem to course through my body. He moved faster and I moved with him. Then he gripped me tightly as he released into me. He collapsed on top of me, his member still inside. We both breathed heavily.

I wrapped my arms around him and he pulled out. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close, turning us onto our sides. I pulled back from the embrace slightly to look into his face. He was grinning down at me. I stroked a hand down his jaw line and kissed his throat. I pulled my arms back, running them over his chest and down, down his abdomen, to his slender hips. He inhaled sharply as I started to massage his scrotum. I grinned wickedly up at him. "I hope I please you my King."

"You could never displease me… my Queen."

Fin

That's all folks! I hope you enjoyed the trip as much as I did. Any and all comments/critiques/suggestions/reviews would be welcome.

Thank you for following along.

Harry Potter and gang (c) J.K. Rowling

Jareth & Sarah Williams (c) Jim Henson & Company

The Doctor & Donna Noble (c) BBC (I hope you all caught their little cameo in chapter 9 and 12! tee hee!)

Lyrics to As the World Falls Down (c) David Bowie

Michelle & Bryan were my characters…