Jareth The Goblin King Smut

Fucking after an argument

"When you're done with this attitude, y/n, come talk to me." Jareth slammed his door in your face and said. 
"FUCK YOU JARETH," you screamed as you punched his door. 
Stomping down the stairs you were mumbling to yourself. 
"He's so selfish why does he always have to do this shit. It's so annoying." 
Of course, no one was present when you marched into the ballroom. You sat down in the middle of the room and played with the carpet. You were still pissed off to no end at Jareth. 

Minutes go by as you space out on the carpet. When you were away from Jareth, there was nothing you could really do.
"I could go outside to relieve some stress?" You thought to yourself.
You dusted yourself off after rising from the carpet. The ballroom hasn't been cleaned in a long time, so dust has accumulated.
Walking through the seemingly never ending hallways of Jareth's castle, you finally made it outside. It was blazing hot.
When you went outside the castle, you felt as if you were about to melt. There's literally no way you can do this without thinner clothing. Given that you wanted Jareth's mind off and you're wearing the cloak he gave you, it'd probably make you feel better if you changed as well.

Walking back up the stairs you put your hand on the doorknob to your room. But then the thought hit you.
"Jareth and I share a room. He's probably in there waiting for me." 
You sighed and opened up the door. There was no one there.
"Hm," You thought. "That's weird...He's not here...?" You were relieved. There's no way you'd wanna talk to Jareth after that argument. But for some reason, you were kind of upset that he wasn't there. 
You went into your closet and picked out a pink poka-dotted tshirt and some shorts. They looked fabulous on you. 
You turned on the lights that you bought for your closet, they were pink as well. 
You took off your clothes and put on your shirt. 
The shorts you were gonna wear fell on the ground, you bended over and picked them up. 
But when you looked up, Jareth was holding your chin.
"Hello, my dear." He said cockily.
"Get out of my closet, Jareth !" You yelled. 
Jareth used his magic and closed the closet doors behind you.
"Gh-! I don't wanna talk to you right now, asshole!" 
His grin turned into a snarl
"Y/N, stop being so feisty this instant-" You interrupted him
"Let me out of this closet right now!" You swatted at him with your hand, but he seized it.
"Do not swat your filthy hands at me!" 
That comment that Jareth made in raged you. 
"F-FILTHY?!" You slammed your knee against Jareth's crotch.
He growled in pain. He then grabbed your arms and slammed you onto the ground. 
He was right on top of you panting and giving you an angry stare. 
"Do. Not. Defy. Me, Y/N. I'm not someone who likes to be messed with." He said angered.
You leaned in to bite his lip hard, but just as you did that, you felt something.
"I don't have any underwear on, I'm wearing a thin shirt, Jareth is on top of me, we're in an in closed space." Though you were still angry at Jareth, the situation you were in made you feel a rush in you. 
You leaned in to passionally kiss Jareth. His eyes opened widely for a moment. But then fell back down. 

Jareth as he rolled his face around your breasts, was growling. You were both moaning deafeningly. Your fingers ran through his hair as you pushed his head around your chest. 
"Ngh!" You whined. Jareth was definitely getting really excited hearing your whines and groans. 
The same with you, hearing Jareth moan really made you feel something. 
Jareth slid his head down your body until he reached your clit. 
He looked up at you with those eyes of his. You were just waiting until he started doing something with his tongue down there. 
You pleaded with him, as if you needed him to do this or you'd burst. 
He started kissing your thighs and nipping at them with his teeth. 
You whined out his name. There was definitely a rise out of him. He then started licking your clit.
You squished his face between your thighs as you through your head back. 
The growls rushing through your body felt extraordinary. 
Jareth's pace accelerated with each passing minute. 
Moaning out his name would just make him go faster and add more pressure with his tongue. 

You were on the verge of cumming. He made you feel great with everything he did to you.
"I-I" You stuttered.
You pushed your thighs together forcefully against Jareth's sides of his face, grunting.
As you orgasmed on his tongue, Jareth smiled and gazed up at you.
Jareth pulled your legs to his stomach and moved you around until you were positioned in Jareth's  lap. 
"That wasn't so bad, now was it?" He said grinning.
"Hmph." 
"After all of that, you're still upset at little old me, Y/N?" He said
You kissed him on the cheek. 
"Whatever." 
Jareth then went up to your chest and sniffed you
"What are you doing?" You asked.
"We both need a bath, my dear."

You both decided, that would be a good idea.