Do You Regret It?

Jareth let out a groan as the pressure built within him. But hearing her alluring voice only increased his desire. He longed to break into her room and ravish her, to please her with his hand and cock until she begged for mercy.

"I'm coming, Darcie!" she cried out in ecstasy. How dare she call him that? A pang of jealousy coursed through him, hearing her refer to him as Darcie.

She clenched her thighs, feeling her body heat up as she regretted being naked in the water. Her nipple grew hard and her breath became uneven and heavy, a wave of heat washing over her. Jareth's smirk widened, pleased by the sudden change in her breath. He wanted to punish her for mistaking him for Darcie.

"Do you want to stop?" he asked with a smirk, deliberately frustrating her.

"Answer, Scarlet," he added when he received no response.

"I-I want you," she managed to say, consumed by thoughts of their lips meeting. She clumsily rubbed her clit, her body fully aroused from the mere thought.

"Touch your nipple, Scarlet," he groaned, sliding his hands down to his own cock, giving in to the intense pleasure.

His deep, husky voice made her imagine him sucking on her perky peaks and sliding his hands down her dripping pussy. Her nipple throbbed with pleasure at the thought, and she lightly pinched it, playing with it before grinding her hands against it.

Fuck, he was intensely aroused!

"I'm coming, Scarlet," Jareth groaned as he continued to grind his cock, producing the sounds of their passionate lovemaking.

She slid her hands down her wet pussy, still working her magic on her twin peaks. She hissed, pulling and squeezing her dripping pussy as she closed her eyes.

She bit her lip, trying to stifle her moans as she clenched her thighs even tighter, down to her pussy where he would suck and tease her with his skilled mouth. She imagined his gaze on her, his lips working their magic on her. 

"Don't hold back, Scarlet. Let your lips release your moans." With Jareth's command, she let out a moan, her breath quickening as she gave in to the pleasure.

"Come for me scarlet," Jareth pleaded.

"I am," Scarlet swallowed hard before she said.

"You know what I mean," jareth said.

"Imagine I am here with you," Jareth added and with those words she started fantasising about having him between her legs while she wrapped her legs around his waist as he fucked her.

She imaging having his lips trail down her body from her lips to her neck to her twin peaks and to her pussy, sucking the hell out of them. She imagined him teasing her with his lips as he nibbled and lick them. She fantasized how he would have looked at her and let those his sexy lips of his, work like magic on her.

Jareth groaned in pleasure, wishing he could make her fantasies a reality. He longed to be there with her, to do all the things she imagined.

"Scarlet," he managed to utter through a hoarse voice.

"I'm so close," she moaned, her pleasure building with each passing moment. He was relieved to know that they were both on the brink of climax. She quickened her pace, rubbing her nipples and pussy in a fast pace. The bubbles in the water only added to her pleasure.

His cock throbbed with need, craving the release that her thoughts were provoking. He stroked himself faster, imagining how he would make her beg for more.

Scarlet's body was on the edge, her nipples red and hard. She fantatised Jareth's hands spreading her legs, giving him full access to her damp, flushed pussy. She inserted two fingers and began to move them in and out, moaning as she tried to stifle her impending screams.

"Go deeper, Scarlet," Jareth commanded, and tears filled her eyes as she followed his orders.

She pushed her fingers in, deeper and faster, until she could take no more. Her thighs clenched tightly, her release just within reach that she couldn't withstand any longer. With a gasp, a surge of relief washed over Scarlet as a white cream spilled into the water while Jareth's precum spilled onto his hand.

"Fuck!" Scarlet cursed, her breaths coming in ragged gasps. The intense embarrassment of masturbating with Darcie flooded her mind. Jareth smirked, reveling in the fact that she mistook him for Darcie.

Never before had she experienced such a rush of intense emotions. This was her first time engaging in such an act.

"Do you regret it?" Jareth inquired, rising from the bed to head into the bathroom for a cold shower.

"No," Scarlet replied, her cheeks burning with embarrassment and her heart pounding in her chest. She couldn't deny it, she had enjoyed it. A small smile lit up Jareth's face, knowing that she had enjoyed it as well.

"Good."

Scarlet emerged from the water and wrapped herself in a towel. She looked around the room, relieved to see that Ilvia was nowhere in sight. She didn't want Ilvia to witness her flushed face.

"Can I call you Scarlet?" Jareth asked in a husky groan. Despite having just released with Scarlet, he was still aroused.

"Yes." Scarlet said as she dressed up. She turned around only to be startled by ilvia.

"You scared me, Ilvia," Scarlet lamented as she settled onto the bed.

"My lady, you must apply the ointment prescribed by the royal physician," Ilvia reminded her, placing the ointment on the bedside table.

"I am perfectly well now, Ilvia," Scarlet reassured, stretching her arms.

"My lady, the physician insists you finish the medication before stopping it," Ilvia scolded in a stern tone.

Scarlet finally surrendered upon realizing Ilvia would not relent. She laid back on the bed, wincing in pain as Ilvia gently massaged the ointment into her back. Eventually, she drifted off to sleep under the radiant moon and midnight sky.

*******

Scarlet winced in agony from the pain that consumed her body. Was it the pleasuring of herself that had led to this discomfort? She couldn't help but smile as she thought back to the previous night.

When she remembered that Edward was expected to arrive that day, she jumped out of bed in excitement.

"Good morning, my lady," Ilvia curtsied, and proceeded in opening the curtains.

"His Highness requested that I assist in dressing you," Ilvia beamed, happy that Jareth showed concern for Scarlet.

After a bath, Scarlet chose a purple gown with a matching hand wrap. She added a hand band to complete the look, and her hair was elegantly braided on the sides, with bouncy curls falling around her face. She appeared calm, yet still radiantly beautiful.

"My lady, everyone is talking about the peace treaty," Ilvia proudly mentioned, admiring Scarlet's final look.

Scarlet admired herself in the mirror, a smile gracing her lips. "You are truly the best, Ilvia," she complimented.

Traditionally, the ministers and emperor's consort were to accompany the emperor, showing their support for a peaceful treaty. Since Jareth had no empress, his consorts were expected to accompany him.

"Did you hear that His Highness want to make peace with the Vampire King?" A group of maidservants gossiped about the upcoming negotiations. Scarlet walked away after hearing this with a smile and entered her carriage.

Scarlet had a slight smile on her lips. Her face flushed with embarrassment, remembering the events of the previous night. But her unease was short-lived as she noticed Vera standing beside Jareth after she came out of the carriage, engaged in a conversation with him. Scarlet's reaction did not go unnoticed by Ilvia, who frowned at her.

"Your Highness," Scarlet curtsied and stood at a distance from Jareth. He couldn't help but grin at her reaction and admire her beauty.

"It seems Consort Scarlet has recovered well from her injuries seeing how you are dressed like you are here to seduce someone," Vera taunted, earning a scoff from Belinda and Corinna who were annoyed that Jareth had spent time with Scarlet.

"Also you too, Consort Vera. I guess you just want to distract his highness last night," Scarlet retorted, smirking at her rival.

Vera clenched her fist, wanting to say something before the loud announcement of Edward's arrival. Everyone was eagerly waiting to catch a glimpse of the Emperor of Corea, who rode on a fast horse with the sound of its shoes echoing in every stride. As he dismounted gracefully, all eyes were on him. He walked with confidence and grace, his every move exuding strength and power.

He was handsome, unlike the vampires that Scarlet had heard about - with fangs and red bloodshot eyes. Instead, Edward had light green eyes and no long fingers without any sign of fangs. 

Scarlet couldn't help but think that Jareth was still handsome, and she let out a light chuckle, catching his attention. Her heart raced at his gaze. She had read that he was a flirt, always getting any woman he desired, and this made her wary.

Jareth clenched his fist, noticing Edward approaching Scarlet and taking her hand in his, kissing it.

"Could Consort Scarlet show me around the palace?" Edward asked, grinning at her.

So, he knew her name. Scarlet glanced at Jareth, who furrowed his brow in disapproval.

"Why don't you settle in first, and then Raynell can take you on a tour," Jareth suggested, his voice laced with a hint of possessiveness.

The king grabbed Scarlet waist and drew her towards him with a sly grin. "No, I want your mate to handle that," he said with a smirk.

Hell no! The last thing she wanted was to be alone with this playful Emperor. She sighed.

This was going to be a hellishly troublesome experience staying by his side.