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The sun leaks through the sheer white curtains, forcing its way into your eyes. The very heat on your face is enough to wake you up. Your eyes open and adjust to the light. You push yourself up off the inviting mattress, but the minute you go about to roll out, something grabs you.
Someone.
Jareth pulls you tightly against his chest. You realize now that you're both still naked from last night's...activities. You feel his warm muscles against your bare back, and his arms secured around your midriff. You try to move an inch, but he doesn't let you.
"Jareth," you murmur.
He moans sleepily, but he's awake..
"Jareth, you're awake too," you chuckle, pushing against his forearms. "Come on, get up. I'm hungry.
He pulls you tighter and kisses your ear. "No," he whispers.
You chuckle again and try to loosen his grip on you by tugging his arms. "Come on, come on."
He releases you for a split second, but before you can move he has your arms in his grip, too. "No," he repeats before placing a kiss behind your ear. His head falls onto the pillow, his face grazing the back of your head.
You can't move. Your stomach growls. "You hear that?" you say, turning your head as much as you can. You can only see the tips of his wild hair. "That's my stomach."
"Hmm," he murmurs. You feel something cold and smooth on your stomach for a moment, and then the hungry feeling vanishes. You feel like you have just eaten.
"You bastard!" you can't help but giggle.
"What?" Jareth moans. "You were hungry, and now you aren't. Now go back to sleep."
You groan. He won this time. He had a nasty habit of winning a lot. "Fine," you growl with a smile. "Ten more minutes. Good night."
He buries his face in the crook of your neck and kisses it. His lips linger on your skin because he's so close. "Good night, precious."
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Extended ending!
"It's been ten minutes," you say, preparing to push yourself off the bed from his loosened grip. You lift yourself an inch, and Jareth's arms tighten around you and pull you against his chest again. You let out a long, loud groan. Jareth cuts it off by climbing on top of you and kissing your lips.
"No," he says when he's done, and slides down to rest his head upon your chest. His arms are still wrapped around you tightly so you can't move.
You sigh. "Fine." You can't help smiling, tough.
God, you love this man.