the bad decisions of a twisting heart and mind

spin the bottle (𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 edition)

In a small, dimly lit corner of the Erwhorn castle, there sat four sexy beasts crowded together around an empty beer bottle.

A drunken Gwynplaine giggles, "You know this means we have to play seven minutes in heaven, right?"

"freaky seven minutes in heaven," Sienna corrected.

Jareth glares at the two imbeciles, Alex giggles along merrily despite no knowledge of what they meant.

"Me first!" Sienna declares, spinning thy bottle until it lands stiffly on Gwyn. They grin sexually and lesbiany at one another. Jareth goes to protest, but is ignored as they are already galloping away from their companions.

They escape to a study, closing the door hastily. They begin to play hozier and light ritualistic candles, giving each other the eye. Sienna removes her baby t that reads "i'm with the band" on the front in a blocky leopard print font on the front, and "rockstars girlfriend on the back" and Gwyn removes her white lace virgin sacrifice nightgown.

they sit beside one another, half naked and lesbian. sadie leans in hungrily, her vagina begging for Gwynplaine, her flaps yearning for her. Gwyn leans in also, connecting their lesbian lips.

then, the heavy oak doors are pushed apart hastily to reveal a short ginger man. he gasped, blushed and averted his eyes. sienna gasped, how rude. an intrusion. gwyn then saw who it was, her beloved roldan, and grinned. "roldan!!!!!!! hi!"

roldan rolled his eyes, realising it was gwynaine. he does not like gwynplaine. "good heavens! what is going on? does jareth know about this? this.. harlot of whom you are.. molesting."

Alex and Jareth burst in. "Seven minutes are up!" Alex exclaimed.

Alex froze like a gay little action figure as he gazed upon the sight before him.
"NAKED LESBIANS" he shouted and giggled, toppling over onto petite roldan.

"Off. Now." Roldan gagged and scurried away

gwyn's tits jiggled as she ran after roldan
"Wait !!! daddy Roldy come play with us"

Gwyn and sienna beg roldan to play, but he won't. this makes very upset. "Jareth!" Gwyn whines, and jareth knows what he must do.

"Roldan." Jareth commanded, exerting his kingly power over his advisor. "As your king, I implore you to play with Gwynplaine and her dimwitted friends."

terrified of jareth, roldan reluctantly agrees.

They make their way back to the library, sitting in their circle. It is jareths turn to spin the bottle. It lands on alex.

Alex gulps outwardly, it bounces down his throat comically. but jareth and roldan do not find it funny. because they are miserable. they are miserable men.

"come on then, jareth." "but seeing as though we're about to spend some alone time together, can i call you jarjar-"

he barely finished the sentence before Jareth interrupted sternly. "Never." He declared.

like an upset puppy, alex trailed behind jareth into the study. they moved silently, not so much as looking at one another as they travelled.

Jareth leaned back in his chair, peering over his desk at alex, where he awkwardly stood, bouncing his body weight from one foot to the next and glancing around aimlessly.

"soooo... have you got a favourite goblin?" he asked, desperately trying to make small talk.

jareth didn't even bother to respond, simply peering up at him with disgust before glancing back down to his desk to read some paperwork.

"Oh!" alex got excited suddenly, "do you wanna hear the new song i'm working on?!"

"no." responded jareth, but alex ignored him.

"now the canvas shows our story in brushstrokes of regreeeeetttt but i just keep singin cause darlin i can't forgeeeetttt"
alex sang (badly) while playing an air guitar.

"Stop at once." Jareth snapped, looking up at the mere buffoon before him.
"Your lyricism is rudimentary and prosaic. I am unsure as to why anyone listens to your duds."

Alex didn't know what he meant, but he knew it was mean.

"oh.. orite then." he replied flatly

"7 MINUTES IS UPPPP DID YOUSE KISS" sienna questions as she hurls herself into the closet, only to be met with a dejected looking rockstar and an irritated looking goblin king.

"Obviously not, Sienna." jareth replied.

Gwyn tried not to laugh as she gazed upon alex turner looking like a 10 year old who got their ipad taken away.

Sienna nudged her and walked over to alex to stroke his arm.

"Alright enough of this game, we're going to shag." she led him astray.

"erm... no??" Gwyn blocked the doorway with her big melons.
"no one's going anywhere til they have a kissy"

Jareth sighed and rose from his seat.

"I suppose i'd quite like this foolish game to come to and end."

although jarjar had just been nasty to alex, alex has a big heart so he leaned in for a kissy.

Jareth looked revolted, and turned his cheek to alex, a sloppy wet kissy landing on it.

"that was hot i think youse should make out now." There was a mischievous horny glow in siennas eyes.

Jareth sighed and rose his hands to alex's face.

"Do not make me regret this, Turner. This is only so the two strange female companions of ours will be satisfied."

the kiss was slow, hot and steamy. The bulge In jareths leggings became larger, and his hands began to explore alex's ready for it body before he could even speak. Alex manoeuvered. his hands through jareths big bushy hair, and they both lost themselves in the make out, drowning out all surroundings.

then they had a big orgy