I unfortunately own none of these characters or there would have been a series of movies by now. This takes place the night before the start of The Furies. Rated M. Don't read if you're not into lady lovin' or its illegal where you're reading. You have been warned. Enjoy
Gabrielle and Xena sat by the fire, the light of day slowly receding. Everything was once again as it should be. On one side of the fire the tall raven haired warrior sat on large rock. Her deep blue eyes concentrating on sharpening her sword. Every now and then she'd hold it up to the fading light to check the edge for any notches she may have missed. Satisfied she sheathed the weapon and pull out to oil clean her armour. Across from her the young blond bard sat muttering to herself. She squinted before turned around on the log she was sitting so that her back was to the fire. Now that she could see clearly her quill whipped across the scroll with just a few occasional pauses to search for the right words.
The remains of the fish they had for supper still sat in the pan by the fire. Their bedrolls had been laid out neatly side by side, though since the warm summer breeze was still blowing this far south the furs remained rolled up by Argos saddle bags. The golden mare herself grazed nearby wandering further away. She seemed to glow in the last rays of the day.
Gabrielle had been at a stop for a few moments. Xena looked up watching her and smiled. Her hair fell down around her face, and her mouth worked the end of the quill. She was stuck. It happened on occasion, usually when there Gabrielle got to a point of their adventures she wasn't there for. She remembered most of what Xena had told her about her previous life but she continuously doubted herself. She was forever in fear of remembering some minuscule detail wrong and would wrack her brain as long as possible to avoid asking Xena again. It was because she knew how difficult it was for the warrior to dredge up parts of her past. Her life hadn't been the same as the simple and easy life Gabrielle had lived on the farm with her parents, never before travelling beyond the forest near her village. She felt grateful enough that Xena, usually so stoic and laconic had shared with her once, never mind over and over to get a story right.
Xena sighed softly and laid her armour to the side. It now shone in the firelight and the first silvery light of the moon. She stalked quietly across the campsite till she stood just behind Gabrielle.
"And what is it we're stuck on."
The bard jumped throwing the scroll aside and twisting her body into a kick aimed at Xena. Xena was impressed by the reflexes she had shown so she moved slightly so that Gabrielle's toes just grazed the front of her leathers. She looked up and saw an amused smirk.
"Good reflexes Gabrielle but you still have to work on your awareness." She narrowly avoided a punched aimed at her chest. "Hey, hey what'd I do?"
"Gods Xena. I could have hurt you!" Her light blue-green eyes met ice blue ones filled with an amused look. "OK, maybe I couldn't have hurt you but still! Why'd you sneak up on me like that? My heart is pounding like Hephaestus' hammer!"
"Just keeping you on your toes." The two sat down side by side and Gabrielle took up her scroll and quill again. "So what are you stuck on," Xena asked after a moment when the bard had a chance to settle down.
"I'm so behind on our story Xena! We've been so busy lately, plus losing my supplies when we were on Cecrops ship. I'm lucky once they're finished I send them on to your mother's tavern."
"Well where are you? You know I tend to have a pretty good memory."
She smiled ignoring the fear that her mother had been reading of their adventures. They were close again and back on good terms but the idea of her knowing some of the things she had done were not things she wanted to share with anyone except Gabrielle. She had been ignoring the growing feelings that had come about in regards to the bard. She was still young and so very innocent. She had never even spilled blood. Yes, she had been married to Perdicus but she was still so very innocent. One night couldn't have changed that. They were friends. That was how Gabrielle saw her and that's how she was determined to behave. She had even attempted to bury those feelings into Ulysses but thankfully that had failed.
Gabrielle's response was barely a whisper. "I was writing about when you were dead." She stopped and wouldn't look up to meet Xena's eyes. It was still hard for them to talk about.
"What about it? Do you want my perspective on the afterlife or overtaking Autolocus' body because I can tell it was pretty awkward for the both of us."
"No, no, I think the afterlife should remain a mystery," she stared at Xena to emphasise her point before moving on, "but something you did while you were dead I don't understand. In order to write the truth you have to understand, to the best you can, why someone had done something."
"Well what was it Gabrielle." She couldn't think of anything except maybe why Autolocus but she had explained that. They had similar abilities when it came to movement. Or maybe why had she not had him tell Gabrielle right away. Well of course it was in case it didn't work or they ran out of time. She didn't want that guilt weighing on her best friend for the rest of her life.
"Why did you kiss me?"
"What?" She managed to stammer out. She had almost forgotten. She wanted Gabrielle to know just in case. Just in case it didn't work she wanted her to know that she loved her. The words wouldn't come to her but she had always spoken through her actions.
"What did that kiss mean? What were you trying to tell me? I know you were running out of time and only had so much energy left but, I just don't know what you were trying to tell me."
"That I love you Gabrielle."
All was quiet except for the soft sound of the crickets and the crackle of the fire. She had never actually said it aloud before. She had come close when they were facing the Horde but had chickened out at the last minute. You understand hatred, but you have never given
into it. You don't know how much I love- that. She wanted to say you but it didn't seem like the right time. They weren't in a good place then.
"I know," she smiled looking up into Xena's eyes. "I love you too but you could have just said it." She paused a minute thinking. "Wait was that your hand or Autolocus' on my ass."
Xena blushed. She actually blushed like a maiden. She hadn't blushed since far before Cortes attacked her village. The rough and tumble guys she had hung around with, their conversations. There wasn't much left to blush at. She could chicken out again. She could easily blame Autolocus. Apparently Gabrielle had thought it was him up till now away so it would be easier to let sleeping dogs lie, then again she had never lied to Gabrielle.
"It was mine."
She looked away into the fire. She heard Gabrielle carefully cork the bottle of ink she had been using then blow gently on the scroll. Well this wasn't too bad. They were just going to pretend that it had never happened, she could do that. The bard apparently deciding the ink was dry enough rolled up her scroll and got up to pack all of her writing materials away. She quickly made her way back beside Xena.
They sat in silence a few moments more watching the moon rise over the hills. Gabrielle had added wood to the fire while she was up so it roared happily as the new fuel caught. They sat side by side, their thighs pressed against one another. Xena took it as a good sign. At least she wasn't afraid to be near her now. She didn't think the bard would think differently of her for liking a women, she was pretty ok when she thought Ms. Artifice had been a women, but she was worried that revealing her attractions to the bard in particular would push the girl away.
"For how long?"
Gabrielle who was usually so good with words seemed short of them now. Xena tried to think back to when she had known for sure. It hadn't taken long for the affection for the girl to grown. She was cute, bubbly and kind of irresistible from the beginning. The old Xena wouldn't have taken long to seduce her and then once the lust was sated move on but she had fought that and developed actual feelings over their first year together. She didn't realise she loved her until they had gotten in the middle of the feud between Thessaly and Mitoa. When she thought Gabrielle was dead her heart ached to stop and follow her into the afterlife. She not only had failed someone who she was supposed to protect but she had for the first time since Caesar had tied her to the cross she been scared. She realised that fear was not the fear of losing a friend but a part of herself, her heart. It was the only time she had cried in front of anyone since Lycesus had died.
"Since you nearly died in Thessaly." Xena was shocked by the hand placed on her thigh. She turned to look at Gabrielle who was smiling.
"A little slow on the uptake eh Xena. You know I had that problem with basket weaving." She must have looked confused because Gabrielle carried on. "Well you know I've been dropping hints from day one. First of all leaving behind my family to follow you around the known world, telling you I'm not the little girl my parents wanted me to be. I slipped with the Henbane telling you how beautiful you are. Nearly dying just to make sure you would be buried in Amphipolis, getting extremely jealous of Ulysses. Oh and the best one, why do you think I made sure it was me you turned you into a Bacchae, no one was biting your neck but me."She took a few quick breathes as if winding down.
"You know I hate to ask this but what about Perdicus?"
Gabrielle did pause a moment gathering her thoughts. "Well I did love him; I wasn't in love with him but... I'm so ashamed to admit this. Xena I was using him to try to get you to fight for me. When it didn't work I decided hey, I can't do this anymore. Be with you without being with you. It was my way out. He was a good man, I knew he wouldn't hurt me and I could leave you without an excuse." Her voice had hitched a few times. Xena tentatively put an arm around the bard. To her relief Gabrielle melted into it.
"Gabrielle, I'm sure your heart was in the right place." She tried to interrupt but Xena placed a finger over her lips. "I know you. You don't have a mean bone in your whole body. You were trying to make me and Perdicus happy at the same time and I know you did love him. Someone can't be a part of your life for that long without you caring very deeply for them. I'm just sorry you never told me you were carrying this guilt around sooner."
She wrapped both her arms around Gabrielle who buried herself into Xena's chest. Her face was warm, flush with emotion it burned into her. She was glad she had already taken off her armour so that she could actually feel Gabrielle against her. Her fingers moved softly as she began stroking the soft blond hair humming a tune under her breathe. Gabrielle relaxed into her and after a moment looked up to Xena's eyes. She began to speak but Gabrielle shook her head then covered her lips with her own.
Xena wasn't sure how long they had been kissing, but it was soft and gentle, something that had very rarely happened with any of her past lovers. There was no urgency, there was passion but it was slow as though embers had just been stoked, she could feel the fire ready to roar into life but it wasn't quite there yet. She broke off the embrace with a smile.
"Well now, Warrior Princess that wasn't so hard after all was it." Her eyebrow arched. "Talking about your feelings."
Gabrielle had that smug look on her face like she had just won. Xena personally felt that she had won but would concede to a tie. A small smile turned up just the corners of her mouth.
"I don't know I still feel like I'm more of a woman of action." She bent down quickly this time again meeting the bards lips in the middle of her trying to say something. It was harder this time. Her long buried lust was trying to rush to the surface. She kept it just below. There was no going back now but she would let Gabrielle set the pace. She took the returned fire in the bards kiss as a sign she was doing the right thing. She wrapped her arms tightly around Gabrielle and lifted her from the log. She expected some kind of remark about this but there was none. In fact, to her surprise the bard hopped up and wrapped her legs around Xena, thighs clenching tight around her hips. She made her way back to the bedrolls where she sat with Gabrielle in her lap. After a few moments she reluctantly pulled back.
"Gabrielle." The bard still in her lap pouted down at her.
"Why'd you stop?" A tiny glint of fear came into her eyes. "Did I do something wrong?"
Xena shook her head quickly wanting to dispel any doubt. "No no I just wanted to let you know, there is no pressure. We are going to go at your pace Gabrielle. I will never ever do anything you don't want me to. I want you to trust me so if it's too much you just say the word. You won't hurt my feelings and you don't have to do anything for me except be honest with me ok?"
Gabrielle looked up at her a nodded then she smiled and got a hungry look in her eye. "The same goes for you," she said barely above a whisper before planting her hands on Xena's shoulders and shoving her back onto the ground.
She still kneeled straddling Xena's hips. Xena looked up at her and saw something she had never seen before in the bards eyes, a fire, a passion, a depth that took Xena's breathe away. Gabrielle pounced on her like a ravenous wolf all former hesitation and gentleness gone. She seemed to know exactly what Xena needed and how, something very rare in a first time lover. Her lips quickly left Xena's mouth and began moving down her neck, teeth scratching along the surface but not biting down, what a tease. She was reliving her moment as a Bacchae. To her complete amazement her hips jerked up pressing against the bard. It had been a long time since any part of Xena's body moved against her will.
Gabrielle's hands worked furiously at the back of her leather armour, she managed to loosen it and quickly pulled it from the warrior.
Her mouth left Xena's neck only for a moment. "Do you have another shift?"
"Yes but why..."
Before she could finish her question Gabrielle had grabbed the front of the thin material and pulled ripping it off and exposing all of Xena. As soon as the flesh was bare Gabrielle jumped on it one breast ending up in her hand while the other found its way into her mouth. Her teeth held Xena's nipple tightly, not tightly enough to really hurt just enough that she would be stupid enough to pull away, not that she'd want to. Her tongue began flicking quickly back and forth over it making her whole body writhe.
Suddenly she is on the move again. Gabrielle's nails trace all over her body. Her sides, arms, torso and up her legs till they reach the apex. There Gabrielle hesitates looking deep into Xena's eyes. She struggles to meet the bards, concentrating hard on just continuing to breathe. She sees that Gabrielle is seeking permission, not wanting to overstep. Not trusting herself with words Xena thrusts her hips upward bringing Gabrielle's hand into contact with her very wet self. That being all the encouragement she needs the bard goes back to work.
Her fingers tease dipping into Xena and then pulling themselves back out to scratch down her thighs. What a minx is all Xena has time to think before she realises that Gabrielle's mouth is on the move again. Her teeth nibble at the bottom of her rib cage before nipping at her pelvis. Xena almost comes there and then but holds back excited to see what that bard has in store next. For a moment she nips playfully at the inside of Xena's thighs but all of a sudden finds her clit with her tongue at the exact moment her fingers move inside of her, not longer teasing. The world goes black and all there is is Gabrielle sucking her clit and flicking it with her tongue and Gabrielle's two or is it three now, Gods yes three fingers pounding furiously into Xena driven harder by the thrust of her hips.
She doesn't last very long. Her whole body shudders as she screams, grateful that they are far from any town. Everything disappears. A warlord could be marching an army through their camp and Xena wouldn't have any idea. After a few moments as her breathing steadies and sight returns to her she feels the bards' fingers still inside her. She looks and Gabrielle is resting her chin on her chest and looking up at Xena. She smiles softly now a completely different Gabrielle than the one who had just given her the most satisfying moment of her life. She slowly removed her fingers and flexed her hand.
"You wouldn't let go." The two burst out laughing. Xena's arms came up to wrap up the bard and pull her closer to her.
"Where the hell did you learn to do that?"
"I know you Xena," was the only reply she got along with a coquettish smile.
"Let me show you how well I know you."
Xena flipped them but held tight to Gabrielle so she could lay her back gently into the grass, the bedroll had just become crumpled into a ball at this point. She kissed her so softly it was almost like she was just using her breath. Her hands travelled slowly unlacing a little bit at a time of the ever shrinking tiny green sports bra until it finally fell away. Her belt soon followed with her skirt. Xena leaned back just to look at Gabrielle. Soft, white skin that she needed to touch. Her fingers skimmed over every inch finally fluttering at her breast. Her lips followed her fingers littering the bard with soft, gentle kisses. She took of Gabrielle's nipples into her mouth and circled with her tongue. She pulled back and blew gently across it watching as it tightened into a little bud.
The bard was moaning softly her eyes closed and her hands wrapped up in Xena's raven locks massaging her head. Xena very slowly let her hands wander down between Gabrielle's thighs and found her even wetter than she had been. She dipped a finger into the bard then pulled it out. She used Gabrielle's own cum to wet her clit that she began massaging eliciting more guttural sounds. Leaving her thumb to work the bard's clit her finger slipped inside feeling all along the moist tunnels. She turned her fingers upwards and curled them against Gabrielle's sweet spot. Maintaining a slow steady rhythm she feels Gabrielle tighten against her as she cums.
"Where did you learn to do that?" Her voice is soft. "I never pegged you for the extremely gentle and soothing type."
Xena just smiled. "I have many skills."