Lifetime of Sweetness

by Lace Priest

Usual disclaimers: Xena and Gabrielle do not belong to me, etc etc,.
Subtext: Yes, it's definitely there. If you are under 18, etc etc, you know the rules.
This was just a little something that popped into my head while I was feeling miserable from a sudden allergy attack. Hope you enjoy it.
Comments would be greatly appreciated.

Xena woke up and immediately noticed Gabrielle gone from the bed, but sensed her still in the room. Opening her eyes, her heart skipped a beat at the site of the bard's naked form standing by the window, bathed in soft morning light. She looked like the epitome of innocence and beauty.

Xena stood up and walked over behind her friend, wrapping arms around her waist and hugging her closely. She felt Gabrielle lay her hands on her arms and squeeze. They both stayed there, enjoying the tender moment and pleasant sensation of skin on skin. Only when they stayed indoors could they both safely afford the luxury of sleeping in the nude, comfortable in their friendship and free from unwanted spectators.

Xena closed her eyes, letting Gabrielle's scent fill her world, calm her...heal. Using her fingertips, she traced faint lines from the muscled abs to the sides, softly going up, urging smaller arms up high with her touch, ending with a tickle to the palm. She gently raked short nails going back down, hearing the bard moan softly, feeling goosebumps erupt. Opening her hand, she traced her way back up, this time caressing the sides of firm breasts, continuing up the arms again, all the way to the bard's fingertips. She brought her hands back down and wrapped them around again, right underneath her breasts, pulling the bard tightly to her. Her worship done for the moment, she groaned in contentment.

Taking a deep breath, "Someday, you're going to make someone the luckiest man in the world." Xena whispered softly as she gently rocked the bard.

A long pause. "Xena."

"Yes, love?"

"I don't think I could ever leave your side."

Xena chuckled softly. "Gabrielle, you need someone to love you, take care of you, give you lots of children," her arms tightened around the small body. She whispered softly, "And make sweet love to you."

Gabrielle turned around, making sure her arms stayed tucked within Xena's embraced, and placed her hands right above the warrior's breasts. The bard kept her gaze on her hands as they touched the soft silky skin.

Xena relished the loving contact, the affection they shared that went beyond everything she'd ever known. Deep, tender, and spiritual.

"Xena, you already love me and take care of me. And as for children, we can always work that out later." The bard answered in hushed tones, still not looking up.

The warrior gently tilted the blonde head up, as always, getting lost in the most beautiful green eyes she's ever seen. "What about physical love, Gabrielle?" She didn't want her friend to be confused with the closeness and affection that they shared with the passion and desires that came from making love with the person you were in love with. Though she knew she'd have no problems giving her bard all of that and more.

"Can't you give me that too?" Barely a whisper, as shy eyes looked up.

The older woman stared intently into green eyes, wondering if her friend really knew what she was asking, hesitating at the intensity of the moment, at the love that poured forth from Gabrielle.

Unable to resist her rising passion, feeling the bard's hands that now softly cupped her breasts, she brought her head down to meet the perfect lips that were parted and waiting for her. Their first kiss rocked her senses, making her head swim, her knees shake...breathless. It was full of love, passion, desire and need. There was no confusion, no mistake, the bard loved and wanted her. She experienced warm realization that they belonged together in every sense; mind, body, and soul.

"Gabrielle, you've made me the luckiest woman in the world." She said huskily.

"I love you, Xena."

The warrior hugged the woman, feeling her life was finally complete, reveling as small arms went around her and hugged her back.

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