237 To Be A Tease

"Take them off."

Astrid said in a low sensual voice, giving of a commanding tone which only ended up making Jareth's blood flow southwards. Subconsciously, she slowly licked her lips in a sexy way as she was held by his intense gaze.

This only made more blood flow southwards to Jareth's groin and make him harden a bit. He swallowed but didn't break eye contact with her.

"Take what off?" Even though he had a decent idea of what she meant but his naughty self still felt like teasing her. "My clothes? Do you want me that bad?"

His teasing husky voice resounded in her ears causing Astrid's cheeks to redden a bit from embarrassment.

"Hey, I meant your shirt, not your whole clothes," she defended. Astrid could not believe this elf sitting in front of her. All she had meant was that he should take off his shirt so she could treat him but here he was talking about inappropriate things.

"Sigh! Master, seriously? Can't you tell when he is teasing you? You fall for it every time. He likes watching you flush from embarrassment. You give him the satisfaction too much."

Snow's words were like a little reminder of what she had intended before back then when he left her at the cave. Here she was now, falling for his every trick.

'How can Snow be this knowledgeable?' Astrid thought to herself and smiled devilishly in her mind.

"What's with the smiling master, you look creepy! Too bad Jareth can't see that while I am the one stuck with this scary expression in your mind."

"What do you propose I do? To tease him back?"

"Are you asking me? Mother said not to butt in. Besides, what would a cub like me know when it comes to adult stuff?!"

"So now you consider yourself a cub? Silly runaway. How can you leave me to face this alone?"

"I wasn't the one he was kissing passionately a while ago was I?"

At Snow's remark, Astrid's already flushed face became redder and hotter. She felt like murdering her cub for what he had done but then, he had a point and she could not blame it for how her body behaved under such comments.

"Hehe, I am going to move around, master and give you all the time you need. Just do not let it bite you in the back when it backfires."

Jareth noticed she stopped talking and later her cheeks became flushed. He had thought that his question had made her blush like that but later he changed his mind when he saw the little beast walk towards the door.

'Oh, she had a conversation with it again huh? This mind talk is annoying. Who knows what they are gossiping about every time?'

Expecting the little beast to have gone, Jareth met that it stayed by the door and turned his head over to them.

"Master, open the door so I can save my innocence and not watch!"

"Master, you can do it. Make him understand that he is not the only one who knows how to be a tease," Snow advised.

"Thanks."

If only Jareth knew the conspiracy going on in that beautiful head of hers…Astrid.

\u003cAuthor: Astrid, do not say I didn't warn you.?

\u003cAstrid: What? I didn't do anything.?

\u003cAuthor: It is not what you have done, but what you are going to do… oh well, enjoy, teach that naughty elf a lesson hahaha…\u003e

Seeing her attention return back to him, Jareth continued with their earlier conversation. "You never specified. You only gave the command, take them off. I think I should ask you to do so yourself. So that I do not get the wrong idea, hmm?"

He still had a wicked smirk plastered on his face as his gaze deepened. "Stop joking around. I need to heal your wounds."

"It is okay, they were taken care of at the infirmary," he half lied. Yes, they were taken care of, but he was still in so much pain especially since he rejected the concoction given to him.

"I know you are in so much pain, Jareth. I can feel it and see it in your eyes. Your ribs were broken."

"I…I fixed that. I snapped it back into place and it should be healing on its own now…"

"And the pain?" Astrid interjected. Before he could deny it any more, Astrid reached down to his side to press on his ribs but he caught her wrist, hold them tight and preventing her small hands from getting to their destination.

Astrid arched a brow at him and Jareth returned her gaze. For a brief moment, perhaps not even up to a second, a millisecond, Astrid saw the pain flash before his eyes as her fingertip grazed his skin by mistake, then he quickly masked the pain away, like it never was there in the first place.

Jareth arched his brow at her, as though he was silently asking her what she was doing. Neither he nor Astrid moved, no one was ready to back down for the other and after a minute, Jareth slowly loosened his grip on her wrist with his eyes still pinned on hers.

By the time he let her wrist go free, he half relaxed, anticipating the pain he was about to feel and let his eyes drop close for a second and opened them back.

Rather than touch him, she flexed her fingers first then proceeded to help him take his shirt off slowly, trying her best to avoid touching his injury and making it worse.

Inch after inch, his shirt came sliding up his body moving to his head, first revealing his white smooth skin on his stomach and sexy abs then to his perk nipples, his muscular chiselled chest, neck and past his Adam's apple that bobbed up and down from each time he swallowed, causing his already sexy look to even look sexier and finally it was pulled over his head.