Xena seemed so vulnerable in that moment, once Gabrielle had locked eyes with her. It was almost as if Xena was naive, or scared.

”I won’t hurt you,” Gabrielle whispered, pulling a smile. ”I don’t think I’d even know how …”

Xena smiled back, pulling the bard on top of her, snug between two strong thighs. ”Mmm … I know.” But it was nice to hear. It reminded her that Gabrielle wouldn’t leave – not ever. Not after all they’d been through. ”I … don’t know how long I’ll last once you touch me …”

Those little inexperienced fingers were the fingers Xena fantasized about, and they were making their way all over her body. They explored Xena’s legs first, and then up to her breasts – shooing Xena’s hands away. They didn’t seem so inexperienced after all – fumbling a little, but knowing exactly what they wanted for the most part.

Gabrielle seemed to carry a sort of confidence Xena hadn’t seen before.

”Does it feel good for you too …?” she whispered to Xena at last, pressing her hips in close as those muscular legs parted a little further with the bard nicely fitted between them.

”Uhhh … Gabrielle …”

Pressing fully down on top of Xena, Gabrielle nudged the delicate ear with her nose. ”Or … would you rather I touch you …?”

”Yes! … Yes yes …” Xena moaned, grabbing at her love so hungrily that Gabrielle began to feel her own need again.

Quite torturously, Gabrielle got up to her knees, and trailed her hand down between Xena’s breasts, down her stomach. Down further still, where she traced fingers to what she could only have imagined before. Xena was so wet – not from the water, but a slippery sort of wetness that made Gabrielle realize she felt it too. Immediately, she wanted to taste it. Did people do that?

She didn’t care.

Xena had tilted her head back in ecstasy as Gabrielle’s hand had travelled down her stomach, waiting endlessly before two cautious fingers touched her. They didn’t know where to touch, but that only excited Xena further. Gabrielle was clueless … innocent … but wanting.

And then she felt something she couldn’t have even dreamed would happen so suddenly – she felt Gabrielle’s tongue. With an audible gasp, Xena whipped her head up to stare down her own body at the mischievous eyes that met hers. Gabrielle was hunched over between her legs, tasting her one delicious stroke at a time.