Disclaimer: Labyrinth belongs to a whole lot of people, none of whom are me. I'm not getting paid for this, yet I write it regardless.
Regarding the monumental angst: Lack of communication is to blame for every personal squabble I've ever seen, and when two people do not do this, it can cause everything between them to become twisted.
For Every King
Sarah's first though as she returned to the world of the living was that Jareth's bed was really damn comfortable. It was warm, covered in silken sheets, and she felt as though she were being embraced by his smell. There was a heavy weight, however, at her waist and she frowned in a petulant manner.
What the hell?
That weight tightened around her, and suddenly, she felt a body flush against her back and it was snuggling her. Every alarm in her body went off in unison. Her brain was screaming one thing, her heart a