As The World Falls Down... (JarethxOC Labyrinth Fanfic)

A Rude Awakening

I wake up, almost in a haze. Looking out the window, I notice it is almost the afternoon. A plate of waffles and milk sit on my bedside table, and I grab them, taking a bite out of the waffles.
I didn't realize how hungry I was. As I eat, I think to myself.
'I am not the first girl he brought here.'
'How many more girls has he done this with? Why? We're there more besides those three?'
Holding my plate of waffles, I quietly sneak out of my room, quickly moving to the library. I open the large door, trying my best to keep it from slamming shut as I close it. I move over to the large table, seeing Paige flipping through... Herself? Weird.
I sit down in the chair across from Paige, smiling a hello.
"Good afternoon, Lady Jessica! How are you?" Paige smiles, and after my hesitation, her smile fades. "Lady Jessica? What's the matter?"

I swallow a bit of waffle, shaking my head. "I'm not the first, Paige."
"Mistress? What do you mean?"
"I'm not the first girl Jareth has kept here. And, if that's true, then I'm not the first girl he's 'fallen in love with'. For fuck's sake! I mean, just when I thought I was starting to like him..." Paige frowns, furrowing her eyebrows.
"Mistress, you can't be referring to Gwen, Rosalyyn, and Sarah, can you?"
I nod, sniffling slightly as I wipe away a tear. Paige sighs, rolling her eyes. She closes herself, opening to a page with a picture of a tall, spindly girl with ginger hair.
"Gwen Poole. 17. Wished away her brother, didn't solve the labyrinth in time. Jareth found no use of her, and decided to make her into a goblin. "
Paige flips to a different book, showing a short, pudgy girl with brown skin.
"Rosalyyn Dartoth. 14. Sucked down into the bog of eternal stench. Some say you can still hear her muffled cries over the sucking noises of the bog."
Paige flips near the end of her pages, sighing.
"Sarah Williams. 15. Solved the Labyrinth and took her brother Tobey back to Aboveground."
Finally, Paige flips to the very end of her pages, smiling.
"Jessica Latos. 18. Failed the Labyrinth, but has made the best of it. She has been a bright light in the rather scummy land of the Underground. Jareth has personally enjoyed her company, and speaks very fondly of her." I wipe away my tears, giggling softly.
"He speaks fondly of me?"
Paige giggles, nodding. "Of course!"
I pick Paige up, hugging her slightly. "Thank you, Paige. You're a good friend."
Paige blushes slightly. "Thank you, Lady Jessica."
I set Paige down, waving goodbye as I walk out of the library. I collide against someone tall, falling over on top of them in the hallway. I look down and brush my hair back.
"Sorry, I wasn't looking where I wa--"
Shit.
Jareth was right there.
Under me.
Blushing.
We make eye contact, and I feel something pressing into my inner thigh. I blush, too petrified to move.
"J-jessica... I-I think it might be best I-if you..ge-et up," comes Jareth's strained voice. I scramble off of him, my heart beating quickly. I look down at myself, noticing how scantily I was dressed. I covered myself with my robe, blushing.
Jareth is also blushing, adjusting himself and holding his hands over his... kingdom.
"J-Jareth, can I talk to you? Privately? D-don't get the wrong idea, or anything. Just, come to my bedroom." He nods, still blushing. By the time we get back to my bedroom, he seems to have calmed himself down enough. Though, in those leggings, he still is rather... visible.
I sit down on my bed, motioning for him to sit with me. He sits, smiling slightly.
"Why didn't you tell me? About the other girls?"
He looks confused for a moment.
"Gwen, Rosalyyn, Sarah? Them?"
Jareth's eyes widen.
"H-how did you--"
"That fat fairy bitch. Told me that I wasn't the first. Gave me the names." Jareth takes my hand, using the other to hold my chin. The leather squeaks a bit against my skin.
"Jessica, I didn't tell you those names because I didn't want you to feel any less special. I swear to you, that I didn't feel anything for those girls." He bites his lip, looking down at my lips. I blush slightly, looking away. He pulls me to look at him. He leans forward, closing his eyes. I do as well, and our lips meet.
He feels soft and warm against my lips, the kiss growing deeper. He moves his hand to hold the side of my head, the other placed on my thigh. I move over to straddle his lap, feeling something pressing into my thigh again. He pauses for a moment, breaking away.
"Are you sure you want this?"
I look into his mismatched eyes.
"God, yes."
((A/N: THAT SHITS HOT. WHEW. THERE WILL BE KINKY SMUT NEXT CHAPTER. EXPECT BONDAGE, SPANKING, AND MASSIVE AMOUNTS OF DIRTY TALK. HAPPY FUCKING EARLY CHRISTMAS.))