”Ha ha ha, just how I imagined it – almost too easy!” Gabrielle teased as she got on her hands and knees over Xena.

It was too thrilling to deny, and Xena didn’t want to do something she might regret, so her fight instincts took over, and she struggled her hips up to knock Gabrielle off to the side, rolling on top of her to pin her down with her shoulders, instead of hands. Oh, if she had her hands … but she tried not to think about that.

Having been bucked off of Xena, Gabrielle was completely shocked at the strength of the tingles shooting down her spine. Her legs had been opened when she’d she sat astride the warrior’s waist, but she hadn’t imagined any of that would happen. She’d never felt Xena so close before. She was too shocked to fuss around as Xena then rolled onto her, and pinned Gabrielle’s upper body with her own. Xena was as strong as any tale – Gabrielle couldn’t even push the shoulders up, as much as she struggled. The sword having been knocked from her hands.

At last, she simply had to laugh. ”What are you doing?”

”Winning,” Xena panted, not knowing what else there was to do.

”You’re not winning until my life is in danger.”

”Oh, it is.”

Gabrielle laughed freely and finally relaxed her efforts. ”Those pressure point techniques you love … not much good without your hands, huh?”

”I’d like them right about now …” On you.

”I’ll bet you would,” Gabrielle giggled again, twisting to try the same thing Xena had done to her, but it was of little use. That is, until Xena’s legs shifted a little. Gabrielle dug her heels into the grass, and pushed her hips up, gasping at the feeling it gave her. Xena’s knee was between her own, and when she pushed up, there was friction at the apex of her thighs. She blushed a deep shade of red, but tried ignoring what she’d done.

Xena had gone silent, too, having re-positioned her legs to feel just that. And Gabrielle had taken advantage of their positioning! After all of the times innuendo had sprouted between them, Gabrielle had started something real – as innocently as she might have meant it. Xena couldn’t help herself – she didn’t move an inch, waiting to see if Gabrielle would try it again.