|Author's Note: This story serves as a sort
of epilogue to my story Heaven Down Here, although it is not necessary
to have read it. It really is a couple of scenes, rather than a story.
Love scenes, specifically. I think of it as a celebration of passion and
intimacy. Also please note that my fan fiction occurs in an alternate
Xenaverse where there is no history of abuse between the characters of
Xena and Gabrielle, as portrayed in this season's rift arc. Warning:
This story depicts adult women making love with each other. It is not
meant for those under 18, or those who are homophobic. If this is
illegal in your state, change the laws, then you can read it. The author
accepts no liability for those who fail to heed these warnings.
Disclaimer: The characters of Xena and Gabrielle (and Argo) belong to
Renaissance Productions. No copywrite infringement is intended in their
use for this non-professional fan fiction. The rest of the story is
mine, under my copywrite, and not to be used, or posted at another web
site without my permission.
"There's a wildfire burning in my country.
My land is all on fire..." C.W.
Xena woke to see Gabrielle standing at the window. The moon, just
past full, shone into the room casting a soft glow across her hair. She
was surprised that Gabrielle's leaving the bed hadn't woken her. Xena's
preternatural senses were usually alert even in her sleep. But their
love-making had left her pleasantly exhausted. She hadn't slept so well
in ... well, she didn't know when.
Xena propped her head on her elbow to study her lover more closely.
And it was then that she noticed that there was something not right in
Gabrielle's stance. It looked as though was she crying?
Xena leapt from the bed in one liquid motion and, placing her hands
on Gabrielle's waist, she turned the young woman around to see her face.
No, not crying, but sad and confused.
"What is it Gabrielle?" Xena put her fingertips to
Gabrielle's chin, raising her head a little. "What's wrong?"
Xena was looking at Gabrielle with that searching gaze that always made
the bard's heart melt the look that said 'whatever is ailing you I would
die trying to fix it.' "Are you having any...regrets?" Xena
asked, her eyes shading from searching to anticipating pain.
"Regrets? Never!" Gabrielle had no idea how to begin to
explain what was wrong with her, but Xena deserved her best effort.
Besides, Xena had been being so careful with her, and Gabrielle didn't
want to leave Xena feeling that she had done anything wrong. " I
just... I feel... Xena, I think there's something wrong with me "
"Are you sick?"
"No but..." Gabrielle's face flushed a little. "I
don't know how to ... I've never felt like this before. It's kind of
"You know you can tell me anything. Anything, Gabrielle. Why
don't you give it a try? Its just me here..." Xena was trying for
what she hoped was an encouraging smile, and it seemed to have some
effect because Gabrielle smiled back and then started to speak her fear.
"Ever since last week when we made love for the first time, I...
I can't stop feeling..." Gabrielle was unable to finish, and Xena
could see that she was struggling hard. A brief pause, and then the rest
of the words came tumbling out in a burst, as though it had to be said
all at once, or not at all:
"I want you all the time, Xena. Every minute. I mean, I couldn't
even sleep with you just now, even though we had already..."
Gabrielle's face turned bright red as her words stumbled and then
halted. She turned again to face the open window. Her back was turned to
Xena once more, and she hoped the cool breeze would stop the burning of
her skin. "This can't be normal, can it?" she was finally able
to add, speaking softly into the wind.
Xena would have laughed out loud but she knew Gabrielle would take it
the wrong way. Instead she slipped her arms around Gabrielle's waist,
drawing her in close. It was situations like this that reminded Xena
just how young her love was. Her first experience of uncontrollable
lust! And Xena smiled into Gabrielle's hair as she realized that she was
the object of it.
"Gabrielle," she whispered against her ear. "There is
nothing wrong with that. It's wonderful, in fact " Xena kissed her
ear,and watched in fascination as the hair rose on Gabrielle's arms in
response. She reached around to cup soft breasts in her strong hands.
Xena could feel the tension drain from Gabrielle's body as Xena's words
"I'm glad it is not wrong," Gabrielle sighed, covering
Xena's hands with her own and leaning her head back against her
shoulder. She could just hear Xena chuckling softly near her ear, and
she stiffened again.
"It's just I've been holding back, not wanting to overwhelm you
with my own desires "
"Don't what?" Xena started to pull her hands away but
Gabrielle clasped them even tighter against her breasts.
"Hold back-- "
The timbre of Gabrielle's voice, deep and smoky, threaded through
with passion, inflamed the warrior. She pulled Gabrielle back tightly
against herself, attached her mouth to her neck and began to suck. She
felt Gabrielle's nipples stiffen instantly, as though trying to push
their way though Xena's palms. Xena moaned deep in her throat as she
leaned down to trail hot kisses across Gabrielle's shoulders and massage
the ripe breasts with her hands her fingertips tracing the hard nipples.
"Yes, Gabrielle....You want this? Hmmm?"
The bard licked her lips, trying to moistened them so she could
speak. Gave up and nodded instead. Xena smiled, her fingertips pinching
tighter. Pressing her mouth against the bard's ear, she growled:
"I'm going to take you, Gabrielle "
Groaning, Gabrielle slammed her head back against Xena's shoulder,
trying to bring more of her body under Xena's mouth while her hips
pressed back against Xena's with a rhythm that cried out for attention.
Gabrielle's hands tightened against Xena's once more, and she curled her
fingers around one of Xena's hands to drag it down her body and press it
against the swollen folds of her sex.
Xena placed two fingertips just inside Gabrielle and was rewarded by
a gasp as the bard tried to push herself down onto Xena's hand. But
Xena's other arm was wrapped tightly around the smaller woman's waist,
pinning her, teasing her, holding her up suspended just above her
"Ask for it. I want to hear you ask for it."
With a sideways swing of her head, Gabrielle nuzzled Xena's neck, and
Xena could hear her desperate entreaties.
"Please! Do it "
"Very good," Xena praised, just before she pushed deep into
Gabrielle The feel of wet silk pulsing, opening around her fingers made
her legs weak. A cry tore from her throat and she sank to her knees,
bringing Gabrielle with her, straddled across her thighs. Gabrielle's
nails dug into the strong arm that held her pinned against Xena's body,
and Xena parted her own thighs just enough to spread Gabrielle's legs a
little more and give herself greater access. She added a third finger
and slightly curling them at the tip, she pushed in deeper.
"Gods...Oh...Xena!" Gabrielle's hands flew up and covered
her eyes as she tried to grind herself in the unbelievable sensations
the warrior was creating. Then, wrapping her hands around Xena's forearm
once more she began, slowly at first, rocking her hips against the hand
Xena's body had responded instantly to Gabrielle's cries and she felt
her own wetness pool between her legs. The warrior moved the arm she was
using to hold Gabrielle up tightly to her to squeeze one breast with her
hand. Gabrielle was pushing her hips back harder against Xena now, and
was panting, chest heaving while she struggled for breath. Each downward
thrust of Gabrielle's hips sent a jolt of exquisite pleasure through
Xena's groin and down her legs. Her whole body was starting to shudder
and the feel of the bard writhing against her body, the feel of
Gabrielle's hips thrusting against her set off a matching vibration in
Xena's bones, and a powerful orgasm, sharp and fierce pierced through to
"Gabrielle!" The warrior screamed. For an instant she felt
herself begin to black out, but she used all of her strength to ride it
though while continuing her ministrations to the woman she held tight
against herself. She managed to regain some equilibrium, and soon Xena
was caught in that ecstatic place between deciding whether to prolong
Gabrielle's release or to make it come hard and fast
"Ahhhhh Xena...yes... yes...Gods... Xena... "
It had become clear to Xena that Gabrielle was quite talkative in her
passion, yet she was surprised by the powerful effect her words had on
her. Xena leaned forward just enough to dance her fingers in some
impossible rhythm against that spot that was harder and firmer among all
the other textures, and then felt Gabrielle's muscles begin convulsing
against her. Gabrielle let her head fall forward briefly before pushing
it back against Xena's breast as a loud groan was ripped from her
throat, Xena's strong frame holding her, an anchor as each wave crested
before crashing through her, threatening to knock her senseless.
Xena stilled the movement of her fingers, waiting for the convulsing
of Gabrielle's body to stop. And when it did, with one final push she
took Gabrielle again, a satisfied smile playing across her sensual lips
at the sound of yet another ecstatic cry. Covering Gabrielle's head with
light kisses, she kept holding her tight against her, until the last
wave slowly receded.
Xena nuzzled her face in the damp tangle of Gabrielle's sweat-soaked
hair and whispered "So sweet... "
Gabrielle turned in Xena's arms and pushed her down against the floor
with surprising strength, flooding Xena's face with hot kisses.
"Xena, you are a goddess," Gabrielle managed to tell her,
continuing her kisses for emphasis.
"Gabrielle, that's a dangerous thing to say.... You don't want
to make the gods jealous...."
"Don't worry, I'll protect you," she laughed, and pressed
her body down tightly against the warrior. Looking down her eyes burned
at the sight of Xena's large ripe breasts with an avaricious intensity.
Xena knew what she wanted, and was more than happy to oblige. She arched
her back as Gabrielle wrapped both hands around one breast and lifted it
into her mouth, sucking and then teasing the already erect nipple with
her teeth and tongue.
"ohhh...that's nice..." Xena sighed, and then Gabrielle
pressed a thigh between Xena's legs. Xena was so full and swollen that
Gabrielle could feel the outline of each fold as it pressed against the
sensitive skin of her thigh. She buried her head between Xena's breasts
and began rocking her hips, pushing harder against Xena with each
thrust. Once again Gabrielle's movements were sending shockwaves clear
through to Xena's core. She reached up to touch Gabrielle's breast, only
to have the bard push her hand away.
"Don't distract me," she said, voice tight. Xena looked up
at the bard, a little shocked by her commanding tone, but then she cried
out when, in one fluid motion, Gabrielle pushed three fingers deep into
Xena's opening. Quickly she found Xena's inner rhythm, hot and heavy,
and then and matched it, stroke for stroke. Xena raised her knees and
with her feet planted on the floor she pushed herself up to meet the
thrusts of Gabrielle's hand. Gabrielle watched Xena's face carefully as
though trying to memorize it, to record it in her soul. Watched as Xena
wet her lips and then parted them, pulling air into her lungs, panting.
Watched as her eyes lost focus, rolled up into her head and then closed
"Look at me," Gabrielle ordered. "I need to see
Xena's eyes flew open in response and a fierce blue fire burned into
Gabrielle's heart, causing it to stop in her chest. Then her heart began
pounding as though it tried to make up for the lost time, and Gabrielle
swore it was going to pound clear out of her body. She had never seen
anything so beautiful as Xena's face in that moment, and while she
continued pushing hard into Xena, she felt time stand still, felt time
lose all meaning....
Meanwhile Xena felt completely vanquished by her bard, and felt
herself cast adrift in an open sea of passion. She knew she had been
holding back before, but hadn't fully realized how much until she let
go. Gabrielle's touch and Gabrielle's commands, softly yet firmly
spoken, had decimated her last resistance, the last of her defenses, and
now the young woman stormed through her soul. The force of it was
overwhelming, and Xena began to feel disembodied. But she could hear,
dimly at first, Gabrielle's voice above her, calling to her, calling her
name over and over "Yes, Xena Yes!" with each push and it
helped to bring her back. Just in time to feel the orgasm begin to
gather like a storm, spinning in the center of her being before
spreading outwards to encompass her whole body. With a massive effort
Xena found the connection between her brain and her arms, and managed to
reach up, to cup Gabrielle's face in her hands, the one calm center in
this torrent. She clung to Gabrielle as though her life depended on it,
their gaze locked together. With one final upward thrust of her hips it
overcame her with a force she had never experienced before. And when it
was over her head fell back to the ground, eyes closing, her throat
aching from cries she had no memory of uttering.
* * * * *
Gabrielle walked toward the stable, the last of their belongings in
hand to load into Argo's saddlebags. She hummed softly, enjoying the
feel of the morning sun on her skin, her mind replaying the sensuous
love-making of the night before. One particularly poignant memory of
Xena's cry of release seared through her, causing her stomach to clench.
When she came back from her musing, she realized that she had stopped in
her tracks-- apparently she had forgotten how to walk for a moment.
Smiling, she shook her head in consternation, amazed at how her passion
for a certain warrior princess was driving her to distraction.
The stable was a dark contrast to the morning sky, and Gabrielle
squinted upon entering, trying to get her eyes to adjust to the change
in light. As she turned to shut the door behind her, her heart stopped
beating as she felt large hands close on her hips, only to resume its
beat at double time as she recognized Xena's presence.
"Gabrielle, how many times do I have to tell you to pay better
attention to your surroundings." Gabrielle could feel Xena's breath
against her ear. Her hands froze on the door as a shiver slid down her
"Sorry, Xena. I guess I've been a little... distracted."
That was an understatement. It seemed that since they had finally
admitted their feelings for each other, since they had finally made love
last week, all Gabrielle could think about was Xena's touch. When she
wasn't thinking about touching Xena.
"Don't be sorry, just improve," Xena told her. " If I
were a brigand, I could have had you by now."
"Is it too late?"
"What? Is what too late?"
Gabrielle leaned back into the warrior, guiding Xena's hand forward
to the top of her thighs. With a hand curved to cover Xena's, she guided
it underneath her skirt until it rested against the heat at her center.
"Is it too late for you to have me?" she whispered.
"Gabrielle...." the warrior began, trying to chastise,
trying to remember what was wrong about this, but the wet warmth against
her fingertips ignited her, robbing her of her senses. Cupping the soft
mound, she began a soft, rhythmic palming, groaning as damp heat
transformed to liquid fire under her touch. Gabrielle slid her hand up
and as she leaned back against the warrior, her fingernails raked along
a muscled forearm.
"Gods Gabrielle ... you..."
"Please," the bard whispered, pushing her hips back against
the warrior's strong frame. She cried out as Xena slid two fingers under
soaked cloth and into wet folds.
Leaning down, Xena held a mouthful of Gabrielle's shoulder between
her teeth, eyes closing in ecstacy at the sensation of pulsing, tight
velvet against her fingers. Xena's free hand traced Gabrielle's chin and
lips until the bard sucked a finger into her mouth, stroking it with
teeth and tongue. Gabrielle reached around to pull Xena's hips tighter
"Yes...push against me," Xena growled. She freed her hand
from Gabrielle's mouth and slid it up the bard's rear, pushing her skirt
up over her hip in the process.
"Put your hands on the door," the warrior ordered. Lifting
up her own skirt, Xena slid her fingers along her folds, separating the
to position them against the bard's cheek. She shivered at the sweet
contact all along the length of her sex.
"Yes Xena," Gabrielle urged the warrior on, while pushing
back against the slick fullness attached to her rear. She felt the
warrior pump harder in response, her fingers pushing deep into
Gabrielle's center. Panting, the warrior's hot breath caressed her ear,
sending shivers cascading across already sensitized skin. The bard knew
she was fast approaching the limit of her endurance when Xena's free
hand slid under her shirt, fingers clasping the aching tip of her
"Oh...gods...Xena..." Using her hands against the door for
leverage she pushed back hard into Xena, who groaned loudly in her ear.
Gabrielle's body clenched around Xena's fingers, a deep caress, a loving
embrace. A blinding pleasure arced throughout the bard, lights exploding
behind tightly shut eyelids.
The warrior's body reacted quickly to the increase in pressure
against her own center caused by the bard's release, and freeing wet
fingers to curl around Gabrielle's hips, her movements became short and
sharp as she pushed herself harder. Eyes tightly shut, she caught her
lower lip between her teeth in an attempt to bite back a groan. Then she
felt Gabrielle's hand reach around and grasp her rear, pulling the
warrior to her as though their bodies might become one. The combination
of the friction and the pressure this caused proved to much for her, and
a fierce orgasm starting at her center and rippling outwards forced her
to cry out. A sudden weakness in her knees caused Xena to cling her
bard, pulling air into her lungs as she rested her chin on Gabrielle's
head and her forehead on the cool wood of the stable door.
After catching her breath, Gabrielle turned in the circle of the
warrior's arms and leaned up to kiss each closed eyelid. She nuzzled her
face against Xena's breasts, listening to the sound of her pounding
heart, waiting for the warrior to recover. After a few blissful moments,
Xena opened her eyes and smiled down warmly at the bard.
"Hand me those saddlebags, will you?" she asked, her voice
hoarse from what was now two days of overuse.
"Yeah, you know, the things at your feet which contain our
"I know what they are Xena, I just am not sure why you want them
at the moment."
"We need them to check back in to the Inn."
"We just checked out."
Xena grinned down at her lover, and then whispered in her ear:
"I need to feel you inside me, and I want to be laying on a bed
when it happens... now just hand me those bags."
"Oh, no. I've got 'em." Gabrielle told her, grabbing their
bags and setting a fast pace back towards the inn they had just left.
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