Xena’s mind was whirling! She was thoroughly enjoying this and really didn’t want it to stop, but she couldn’t let Gabrielle do this – especially if she was asleep… it just wasn’t right, so she shot out her right hand to grab Gabrielle’s wrist just as that darn left hand made contact with a very sensitive area. A small moan escaped both women’s lips at the same moment. Xena continued to hold onto Gabrielle’s wrist, fearing what the hand might do if left to its own devices, or what her own hand would do if she let go. Xena got her breathing under control, kissed Gabrielle on the forehead and gently called the bard’s name. She had to call her name two more times before the blonde finally stirred.