I awoke to moaning sounds emminating from somewhere in the room to only come to realise that they were coming from me. I didnt know that I was capable of making those sensual, deep groans of pleasure. Then I found the source of my arousal. As I opened my eyes and looked from the corner of them, there she was, on top of me.

"Xe-"

I croaked out but was silenced with a sensual,

"Shhh..."

Her callused hands roamed all over my body like she was exploring a new map, leaving hot spots where ever they touched. I inhaled sharply as she pinched my nipples making them stand at attention. Her breath rolled over my neck, sending a shiver down my spine.

"Xena...w-what are you doing to me?"

I questioned with a laboured breath. I was answered with a bite to the neck and By The Gods it took my breath away. The sensation of her teeth on me made my sex intantly wet. She mustve known because the next thing I felt was her pushing inside me. It was glorious! I have never felt so full or complete in my life. Even with that one time with my late husband, Peridicus, wasnt this profound. No, this experince awoke every sense known to god and man. It was a completley different feeling with her. It was something that I have been wishing for in my second mind for a long time, but never expecting it to happen.

The sensations that were burning through my body brought me back to our scene of love making, no love making is watered down compared to what Xena was doing to me. She was FUCKING me and doing a damn good job at it too! Beastly sounds came from both of us as she pumped harder into me, moaning and groaning in my ear. She's humping me like I'm a dog in heat and I am loving every bit of it. The sound of flesh slapping together and the smell of sweat, sex, horse, and leather lingers in the air. It's intoxicating. I could feel her pulse quicken as we neared ecstacy. I wanted so badly for this moment in time to never expire. I kept trying to take glances of the one who was dealing this pleasure of a lifetime but she hid herself from me. Her long raven coloured hair cascaded over her shoulder and face as she panted in sync with her thrusting.

I am fearing that I could get addictied to these motions but it's too late, I've tossed all my cares out to the wilderness. In no time, I meet my climax with an earth shattering scream of her name into the pillows. I am pretty sure the whole village, all of Greece, and Mt. Olympus heard me. She bellows out a roar as her esscence pools inside me. I lay there, shaking and exhuasted, drifting in and out of conscience, but I am being brought back from total bliss by someone shaking me and calling my name. The voice sounds familar, low and kind. It must be her, so I call out her name, weakly.

"xena.."

The voice grows bolder, like I've insulted who ever it belongs too.

"No, Gabrielle. It's me, Perdicus. You know, your husband. I thought you were having a bad dream. You were whimpering and shaking and calling out for her."

I open my eyes to see the man I left Xena at the alter for. What a disappointment, I'm sure he can see the shame and guilt in my eyes. There's a hint of hurt in his. I produce a fake smile and scoot into his open arms for his ownsake. I really wish these were Xena's arms I were in. She's not this hairy, not that she's hairy anyway. But I guess it's better than nothing, so I settle for second best. I sigh and slowly run my hand over his chest, willing it in my mind that it was her's intead of his.

He holds me tigher and says, "You must really miss her."

I just simply nod.

"You have no idea".

All in the same week I married and buried the man I was supposed to love. A part of me isn't sad, just a tad guilty because of my selfish dreams that I pray one day will come true.