Transgressions IV

Xena's eyes fluttered open, she could see dawn breaking over the desert through the massive Ionic columns. She felt Ares' warmth spooned up against her, his arm draped over her middle, his morning erection nestled against her bottom. Xena considered grinding against him but decided to let him sleep instead. She turned softly and studied his face in peaceful, sated, slumber. Such a beautiful man. Going back to the real world was going to be hard. A small voice in the pit of her soul whispered, "this is the real world."

Xena quietly crept out of bed. She needed to clear her head. She poured herself a goblet of wine and walked out onto the east-facing steps to watch the sunrise. As she surveyed the horizon she could just make out the pointed tip of a pyramid. She wondered if they were near Giza. Xena recalled the first time she'd stood in the shadows of the stone behemoths. Awe-inspiring and ancient, they were older than anyone living, well not anyone, she supposed, as she chanced a glance back at her sleeping god.

Ares had apparently just become aware of her absence. He smoothed his hand across the sheets, looking for her. When he didn't find her with his hand, his eyes popped open and he scanned the room. He found her gloriously naked. Standing up, he pulled on his black linen pants and joined her on the steps.

"Morning," he leaned over and kissed her on the top of the head as he sat down.

"Morning to you," she leaned into him and handed him her goblet.

He took a swig of the red wine and sat the chalice down on the marble step beside him. "Why are you sitting out here?"

"Just came out here to enjoy the view." How did she tell him that she came out here to get away from him? She couldn't think when his presence was clouding her judgement.

"It is quite spectacular."

"You are quite spectacular. Ares, this was just beautiful. Thank you." She snaked her arm around him. "Is that Giza?"

"Yeah, you can just see the top of the Great Pyramid but if you want we can go visit the others."

"Nah, I need to catch up with Gabrielle."

"Ahhh, I see. Our time up so soon?"

"It's just that she'll worry. I bet her mind has gone crazy with her fears of what you might have done to me."

Ares' low laughter sent shivers of delight through her core. "Alright, I'll take you back to Blondie, later today. But I want to spend some time with you back at the island first. Do you find that agreeable?"

"Yes, Sir," Xena looked up at his perfect lips. She wanted them on her right now. She pressed her mouth against his and begged, "but first, I want you here again."

Ares didn't have to be asked twice. He picked her up and carried her to the bed. "Uh, huh, not here," Xena responded. "There," her eyes begged as she pointed to the leather swing.

"Oh, I see," Ares grinned, "you like the little toy. You want me to bring it back to the island?"

"Please and thank you," Xena purred.

"Fine, but let's try something a little different this time, okay?"

"I'm at your service, My Lord," Xena curtsied before walking over to the swing.

"Lay on your stomach in the seat, hold the handholds forward, out in front of you." Ares held the swing still while Xena situated herself as he had ordered.

"Okay," she called when she felt secure.

Ares dropped his pants and kicked them aside. He ran his hand along Xena's slick opening, to wet it. He used her juices to lube up his cock before he poised at her entrance. "Give me those delicious legs, Xena."

Xena bent her knees and Ares situated her feet so that the tops of them lay flat on the stirrups. "Comfortable?"

"Very," she moaned as she tried to press toward him.

"Oh, no you don't. I set the pace," he warned as he tapped his cock onto her ass. "Don't make me spank you, you're in such a good position for it."

"Oooooh," Xena cried.

Ares stroked his cock again before pushing into her. He took hold of her hips and began pulling her agonizingly slowly on and off of his rigid cock. "You like that?"

"Mmmmm."

"Take your feet from the stirrups Xena, curl them around by lower back." Xena did as instructed.

"Now let go of the handholds and put your hands on the floor."

Xena placed her palms flat on the floor. She felt Ares let go of her hips as he grabbed the swing's straps. When he thrust deeper into her she thought she was going to explode. The new position forced him deeper into her. Oh yeah! That was the spot. He continued his slow pace for a few more pulses in and out but she could feel his cock swelling even more. She knew he was close too!

"Here we go," he cried as he grabbed her hips."Come on, Xena, give it to me, Baby. Come for me, Come for me," He panted.

Xena couldn't have refused to obey even if she wanted to. His cock bottomed out against her with every thrust forward. At this angle, she could feel his heavy balls slapping against her clit as he speared her. The rhythm was maddening. "I'm yours, Ares, yours, take me, Baby, Fuck me, Oh, Baby, gonna, gonna, Oh. My. God. I'm coming oh so goooooood, Oh Fuuuuck!" Xena rambled as she came in rolling spasms.

"Oh, Xeeeeena," he roared as he emptied himself inside her.

As he helped Xena out of the contraption. Ares found it difficult to look at her. He wondered just how long before this fantasy shattered.

For her part, Xena was an emotional mess. She needed him to hold her, to love her. Intense lovemaking often left her a blubbering mess. Whenever she was able to fully give herself to a lover, it left her feeling open and vulnerable. She turned and saw the pained look on his face. Was something wrong? Had she done something, said something to upset him?

"Ares, we okay?"

He shook his dark thoughts off and tried a smile. It didn't reach his eyes. "We're fine. You ready to go back?"

The abruptness of his question caught her off guard. What in the name of Olympus was wrong with him?

"No, I'm not ready. Are you trying to get rid of me?"

"It's inevitable, isn't it?" He shrugged as he found his pants.

"Why are you doing this?" She was already a blathering mess on the inside. She didn't even try to stop the tears as they spilled down her face.

"Me? What am I doing, Xena? I'm not the one always running away. Why the fuck are you crying? You're not the one getting left in the cold!"

"Fuck you. Don't pretend to know how I feel." She'd wanted him to hold her, feel his warm, protective embrace around her while she let those emotions run unchecked over her. She needed to feel them. They were as much a part of the sex as was the penetration, the kisses and, the orgasm. They represented the shuddering of her soul, a different kind of orgasm, she had wanted to share that with him. But now, he was being a colossal dick! She didn't want him touching her. "You're so fucking insensitive, sometimes, Just take me to Gabrielle!"

"No!" He refused.

"What?"

"You heard me. Maybe I'm not finished fucking you."

"Don't do this. Don't ruin this, Ares. It has been so beautiful. I've loved everything about you, about this place."

"But it's not enough is it? Not enough to keep you from running back to Blondie? Does she fuck you better? Is that it?"

"Shut up!"

"You do fuck her, don't you?" He demanded an answer.

"I have, yes, but not since. Not since we started this." The honesty was evident in her eyes.

"Can you say the same?"

"I've never fucked Gabrielle."

"You know good and damned well that that's not what I meant. How many women have you been with?"

"Millions."

"I don't mean in your life. I mean over the last couple of months. How many?"

"Just two."

"Well, don't you deserve a reward!" Xena spat.

"You didn't say anything about exclusivity, Xena. You told me it was just sex, pure and simple."

"When?"

"Why?"

"I need to know," she screamed. The tears wouldn't stop now, Xena batted them away, furious.

"Fine. The first couple of weeks. I didn't do it after I created our mansion on the island. That's when I first hoped that this thing might last longer than I had anticipated. To be honest, after that first time, I doubted you would ever see me again. I was sure you burned the contract as soon as you read it. I certainly never expected this."

"Who? Who were they?"

"Don't Xena. It won't help."

"Who Ares?"

"The usual."

"Priestesses."

"One of them, yes."

"The other?"

"A girl offered to me as a tribute," the defeat was evident in his voice. "One of my warriors took her as a conquest in battle. She was a virgin. He offered me the honor."

"And when you were finished with her?"

"I gave her back to him, of course. It's not like I kept her."

"No, that would have been more humane."

"What are you talking about?"

"You'll never get it. Just forget it. Take me back."

"I told you. I don't take orders. You are mine. I'll take you back when I damned well please."

"Swan," she stared at him in bold defiance until suddenly she wasn't staring at him anymore.

Xena blinked a couple of times and shook her head because she was sure she was having a stroke. She was completely disoriented.

"Xena," she heard Gabrielle call.

Xena looked down at herself. She was in full battle armor. Her chakram at her hip. She turned to see the bard and Aleta sitting by their breakfast fire.

"You're back," Gabrielle cried as she jumped up and ran into Xena's arms.

Xena couldn't hold back the emotions anymore. They washed over the dam before the whole thing came undone in Gabrielle's arms. "Oh, Gabrielle," she wailed as she fell to her knees.

"By the gods, Xena. What did he do to you?" Gabrielle grabbed a blanket, wrapped it around Xena and pulled her into her arms and let her cry it all away.

A small voice inside Xena's soul keened, "this is the real world."