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Xena was so intensely satisfied with the feeling that she couldn’t get words out or moan even. Images of her and Gabrielle on the road clouded her mind, and all those times she had watched and wanted, but couldn’t have. The love she had for Gabrielle was returned. The need she’d felt all this time, sated. The fingers she’d wanted to kiss – inside of her. They were thrusting into her like she’d always wanted. And that was when she picked her head up again with what little strength she had left, to watch Gabrielle. She didn’t realize the tears of joy that fell down from the corners of her eyes until Gabrielle expressed her concern.
Panting already, Gabrielle paused. ”Xena … you’re crying.”
”I’m happy … please don’t stop … please …”
So Gabrielle picked up where she’d left off, this time venturing to place her free hand at Xena’s side – thinking that perhaps leaning over her wouldn’t be so difficult after all. And that way, she could stare at those wanton lips parted just so, and the eyes that could pierce right through her. With her finger started back up in rhythm, Gabrielle watched Xena’s body tense and twist underneath her. She wished to please her again.
If they carved marble statues of anything, Gabrielle wondered, why make them of anything but a woman in the throes of pleasure?
”Now … NOW!” Xena moaned helplessly, her hands on Gabrielle’s arms as she tensed powerfully and held her breath at the back of her throat.
Xena’s gasping and begging sounded so feminine and helpless that Gabrielle saw Xena in an entirely different way in that moment: yet another side to the heroic warrior she’d never seen before.
From inside Xena, Gabrielle could feel the rhythm that tightened around her single finger, and it pleased her to know it was related to Xena’s release. She had been the cause of that.
”Xena …”
”I love you,” Xena breathed with exhaustion, her back at last relaxing against the cool rock beneath her. Quite instinctively, her head tilted over to the side as her body began its quick recovery.
”I love you,” Gabrielle echoed, entranced. All parts of her staring – her thoughts, her dreams – they all made sense now that she knew the cause. She had fallen romantically for her friend, and Xena was more than love to her. She didn’t know what to call it, or what that meant exactly, but she felt things for Xena she never knew existed. Was she supposed to want her again? She certainly did.
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Wow more please? PPS
Thay are so hot
I seem to always wait to sneak in one of your stories just before going to work. Now my mind will be preoccupied with this image…” Their legs tangled together, their hair a mix of gold and black…”
That was sexy, but also so sweet. I remember reading Xena fanfict back in the day and almost all of it was BDSM…makes sense seeing that Xena was dressed more or less like a D. Seldom did I read a story that showed the softer side of Xena as you have done.
Thanks for this little nugget of joy in my morning, GR. I know I’m behind on your recent postings, but I’ll get there…I promise! I see you’ve brought back Lady Christina and I’m anticipating your masterful depictions of D/s, which I love, love, love!!
What the heck? I left a really good comment and it didn’t show. Hmm…maybe I used a ‘no-no’ word? Okay, I’ll send it via PM then…thanks for this story, GR.
This was a beautiful story. I’m just rewatching the series and was so glad to see a Xena story here, especially written by you. Just a shame there aren’t too many posts on Xena, but this one more than made up for that!