Disclaimers and what-not: I don’t own the characters represented in this story, nor do I profit from any of this. I wish I did, but I don’t. Thanks to Universal for giving me such fun characters to work with…and for giving all of us the drive to write these ridiculous bits of fluff.
Subtext ahead…beware!: This story is about two women who are in love and it contains very graphic and detailed descriptions of fem-fem sex. Yipee! So if that’s not your thing, you’d better find a nice heterosexual story to read before the evil demons get you; and if you’re under 18, don’t let the authorities catch you reading this!
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They sat on their bedrolls by the fire. Xena sharpened her sword as Gabrielle wrote their latest adventures in her scrolls. They sat in companionable silence for nearly a candlemark before Xena broke the silence.
“Gabrielle, could you come over here for a moment?”
“Sure, Xe. What’s wrong?” she asked, her voice tinged with worry. It wasn’t often that Xena interrupted her while she was writing, and when she did it was usually something serious.
“It’s nothing serious,” Xena answered the silent question. “I just have this kink in my back that I can’t get at myself. I was hoping for one of your back rubs,” she said with a half smile. “If you’re up to it.”
“Sure. Let me just put my things away and I’ll help you work that kink out,” she smiled as she turned to pack up her scroll and quill.
Xena took off her boots and greaves and set them down beside her. She then removed her chakram and re-sheathed her sword. Gabrielle moved behind her and unhooked her armour, as she’d done countless times before. She lay the armour next to the boots and greaves. She put her hands on strong shoulders and began to knead the tired and sore muscles.
“How’s this?” she asked quietly. Xena’s only response was to mumble what sounded like a “good”. She leaned down to whisper in Xena’s ear, “Does it feel good?” She kissed Xena’s ear.
“Talk to me,” Xena said softly, cupping Gabrielle’s cheek in her hand. “What your father said today, Gab, he--he loves you very much and…”
Gabrielle cut her off. “No, Xena. No. I don’t want to hear it! How could you defend him after what he said. About you and me…about us?” The pain was clear in her eyes as she spoke and seeing it there just about broke Xena’s heart.
“Gabrielle, I’m not defending him. After what he said to you, he’s lucky I’m not going to kill him,” she reached a long finger out to catch an errant tear drop. “I was just going to say he was wrong. I…” her voice cracked with emotion, “I love you, Gabs.” Her eyes misted and she looked away.
Gabrielle crawled onto Xena’s lap and hugged her tightly. She shifted so that she was straddling Xena’s hips, her breasts just under Xena’s chin. She ran her fingers through the silky, raven-coloured hair and drew the chiseled face closer…those full lips no more than a scant inch from her own.
“I love you, too, Xe,” she breathed. “I love you, too.”
She licked Xena’s lips, then claimed them with her own. Her tongue darted out and Xena opened her mouth, welcoming Gabrielle’s tongue inside. Their tongues danced first inside Xena’s mouth, then inside of Gabrielle’s. Gabrielle pulled her head back a little and nipped Xena’s lips gently. She rested her hands on strong shoulders and gave a gentle, yet firm, push. Xena took the hint and went down, resting flat on her back. Gabrielle hovered over her, maintaining eye contact, while she reached behind herself to untie her top. As Xena watched, her eyes slowly began to drift closed and her pulse increased, and when Gabrielle removed her skirt and breeches her breathing became quicker and more shallow than before. Xena growled low in her throat and reached for the breasts that were dangling right above her face. Gabrielle smiled and pushed the strong hands away.
“No, sweetheart. Good things come to those who wait.” She winked and shook her shoulders.
Xena groaned as she watched those perfect breasts bounce and sway above her. She licked her lips and waited, her warrior control set firmly in place. Soon, she decided to give Gabrielle a taste of her own medicine. She hooked her fingers under her shoulder straps and slid them down. Now it was Gabrielle’s turn to watch…she watched as Xena’s breasts slowly emerged, followed then by her stomach, abs, and hips. Xena tossed her leathers off to the side, not caring where they landed. Gabrielle groaned and ground her center on Xena’s tight abdomen, covering it with her juices. Xena reached down and rans her fingers through the wetness, collecting the sweet nectar on her fingers. She then brought her fingers up to her lips and licked them clean.
“Oh, Xena…please,” Gabrielle moaned, “take me.”
“Raise yourself up,” Xena growled. She cupped Gabrielle’s rear and gave it a good squeeze. As gabrielle lifted herself up, Xena slipped her hand under the bard. She stuck her first, second, and third fingers up and guided Gabrielle onto them. Gabrielle gasped as she felt Xena’s fingers enter her.
“Oh, gods! Oh, yes…” she moaned. She moaned again and rocked her hips, desperately trying to draw those long fingers deeper into herself. “Harder…more.”
Xena smiled as she listened to her lover beg her for more. She moved her thumb across Gabrielle’s clit and felt Gabrielle’s body jerk in response.
They cuddled up together, Gabrielle with her head in the crook of Xena’s neck and her thigh draped across Xena’s, and Xena with her arms wrapped protectively around her bard. Xena covered them both with their sleeping furs and within half a candlemark both women had drifted off into a dreamless sleep.