ForevaXena's FanFic . . .

Persuasion

by Caley Woulfe

Disclaimer: Xena and Gabrielle belong to their creators at Ren Pic. I'm only borrowing them to use in my imagination. I promise to return them only a bit worse for wear (tired but happy).

Type: Erotica, as in, PWP

Sex: You bet! Graphic, and plenty of it. If lovemaking between two women isn't your thing, leave now. If it's illegal where you live, think of moving. If you're under 18, wait a few years. Homophobic e-mails will be deleted unread, and I will also ask the Great Mother to open your eyes.

Violence: Zero

Ick Factor: Zero

"Touch yourself," Xena said in a low, soft tone. Gabrielle froze. Her body went hot and cold at the same time; her face felt like it was on fire and she knew it was bright red. Her mind whirled with shock, confusion, and nervousness. Xena's hand continued to massage her breast as she lay on her back, evoking a strong response between her legs. She was very glad it was dark, although light from the camp fire bounced off both of them. Xena lay next to her on her side with her head supported on one hand and arm while her other hand gently kneaded the swollen mound and hard nipple.

"Touch yourself," Xena repeated in a whisper, leaning down to kiss her. "You know you want to," she added, right in the Bard's ear. Gabrielle flinched and broke into a sweat. How the Hades did Xena know these things? "Umm..." she hedged, wondering how on Earth she was going to get out of this one. "Give me your hand." Gabrielle obeyed without thinking, raising the hand nearest Xena. "No, Sweetie, the other one." Still in shock, she complied without a word.

Xena took and squeezed it. "It feels good; what I'm doing, doesn't it?" Gabrielle nodded mutely. "You want me to do the same with your other breast, but I can't. So you want to, you just don't have the confidence to. You're worried about what I'd think if you did; that I'd think badly of you. Right?" Gabrielle's head was still spinning. "Umm... yeah... I guess so."

"Well, I don't. Here..." Xena placed Gabrielle's hand on the breast further away and covered it with her own, guiding the small, strong hand in slow circles for a few moments, then went back to caressing the nearer one. The Bard wanted to stop and snatch her hand away, but it felt too good. Between her own knowing hand and Xena's loving, skillful one, the delicious feelings spreading through her body and pooling below doubled. Before long she was squirming and wanting more.

Usually Xena divined this moment, although often she asked Gabrielle if she wanted more stimulation, and where. This time she neither moved nor spoke. The breast play was driving Gabrielle mad. Just as she was about to speak, Xena took Gabrielle's hand from its entertaining spot and began to draw it south. "Uh uh..." Gabrielle objected, pulling free. "Why don't you want to?" Xena asked softly, her hand still in motion. The Bard lay her hand on her stomach, not her breast. "Its..kinda private, ya know?" "Yes, I do know. But it's even more exciting to pleasure yourself in front of your lover; and just as much fun for your lover to watch you."

Gabrielle blinked several times and turned her head away in discomfort. "I.. I can't do this.

It's too much." Xena brushed her bangs out of her face and turned it back so she could kiss her.

"How about if I close my eyes?" The Bard regarded her thoughtfully. "No, you might peek." "What! I'd never lie to you about something like that!" Xena protested truthfully. Indeed, she would've died before betraying Gabrielle's trust in such a personal matter. Gabrielle hastened to explain. "I don't think you'd lie to me, Xena, but if you got excited or curious enough, you might do it in spite of yourself. I know you have tremendous willpower, but I can't ask you to test it like that.... It wouldn't be fair to you." Xena smiled and kissed her again. "Yes, it would test my willpower.. But I don't think that's what's bothering you as much as the possibility I might peek no matter what. Right?" "Umm. Yeah, something like that."

Xena leaned over and kissed her breathless while putting the Bard's hand back where it had been. Gabrielle couldn't resist, and fondled her own flesh as Xena continued to kiss her and rub the other one. The sensations quickly built, but when Xena tried the same maneuver, she resisted again.

"Ok, I've got an idea." Xena swiftly stood and offered her hand. Without thinking, in fact she was incapable if it at the moment, Gabrielle took it and let Xena help her stand. The Warrior lead her to a large tree a short distance away; far enough from the fire that it was totally dark except for what moonlight filtered through the trees above. Xena sat with her back to the tree and spread her legs, then patted the ground between them. Still holding Xena's hand, Gabrielle began to lower her self, facing her lover. But Xena turned her around until she sat with her back to her.

"What..?" Gabrielle began, trying to turn back around; but her soul mate wouldn't let her.

"I can't see you now; even if it was daylight." "Shit," the Bard murmured under her breath. Xena chuckled. Still, it was a familiar position for them and she leaned back against her stalwart lover. A pair of large, warm hands covered her breasts once again and worked their usual magic. It wasn't long until she craved more, but this time Xena used her voice instead of her hand to encourage her.

"I love you, Gabrielle. You're so beautiful... not just on the outside; you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, but here," she tapped Gabrielle's chest. "Where it really counts."

The loving words sent the Bard soaring. Xena concentrated on Gabrielle's nipples as the Bard's breathing quickened still more. "Touch yourself. I want you to feel pleasure.. I want you to give yourself pleasure. I can't see you, Sweetheart." She didn't mention being able to feel, hear, taste, and smell her lover; that would've reminded her she wasn't alone. "Touch your beautiful body, Gabrielle.....pleasure yourself... make yourself come."

That did it. Nervously, slowly, she lifted her hands and clasped her belly, rubbing her stomach. Stalling. Xena felt the movement. "That's it.. Relax, Sweetie." She kissed the Bard's shoulder through her long, strawberry blond hair." Gabrielle inched her hands lower and stopped at her hairline, too nervous to continue.

Xena continued to make love to her breasts and whisper encouragement in her ear. Gabrielle couldn't stand it any more. She slipped her finger into incredible wetness and slowly began to stroke the swollen, sensitive nub. A gasp escaped her lips in spite of her effort to contain it. She froze again.

"It's ok, no one can hear you; make all the noise you want." The Bard wasn't very loud to begin with, even when she orgasmed; but she had had the same problem when they first became intimate; always worried she was too loud and they would be discovered, or that Xena would somehow 'disapprove'. The old worries popped back in this unsettling interlude. Reason struggled with life long conditioning, but need overcame it and she started stroking herself again; this time allowing her self to gasp and grunt as she always did when Xena made love to her.

She flung her head back as the delicious feelings built and built. After a bit, she held herself open with her other hand and circled the soft nub in slow and lightly; laving her inner lips as well. She was aware of Xena behind her and the Warrior's hands on her, but sensations they engendered only they only melded with those of her fingers. She began thrusting into her own touch, climbing higher and higher.

Then she hit a plateau and couldn't seem to go any further; she was too nervous. She backed off, panting. "Ya ok?" Xena asked as her lover relaxed against her. "Yeah.. I'm just...kinda...stuck. I'm taking a short break, that's all." Xena turned her head for a kiss. It was a long one, and when they broke, Xena kissed her again and again, still playing with her breasts non-stop. After one last breathtaking lip lock, Gabrielle went back to work. She regained altitude and continued to soar in no time at all. "Oh Gods..." she gasped, feeling it zoom in from far away. "Xena..I... I'm gonna..." She came. Hard. She was suspended in waves of pure glory which carried her far before ebbing and leaving her on a soft beach of nirvana.

A small corner of her mind told her Xena's hands had stopped, and that she was being gently supported as she flopped back against her bonelessly. Aftershocks struck her overstimulated clit, making it jump and twitch pleasantly. She could not think, speak, or move.

Strong, gentle arms embraced her, and Xena laid her head on her shoulder as she panted; her hands resting limply in her damp crotch. "I love you, Gabrielle." She put her moist right hand on Xena's thigh and squeezed weakly; Xena covered it with her own.

"That felt good, didn't it?" The Bard only nodded. "Did my being here bother you?" This time Gabrielle answered out loud. "No...I.. Umm.. Actually, I liked it. You were holding me.. Loving me as I did it. It was...." She searched for a word strong enough to describe how moved she was. "Marvelous." Xena squeezed her. "I'm glad, Sweetheart, it meant a lot to me, too. Not to mention the fun factor."

Gabrielle twined her fingers with her lovers', somewhat recovered from the intense experience. "It was fun.. More than I thought it would be. Once I got so turned on I forgot I was nervous, that is." Xena turned her head for another long kiss. "In fact," she added a moment later, "It was so fun, I think I want to do it again... With you watching." By now their eyes had adjusted to the darkness and the pale moonlight was enough to let them see each other's face, if only dimly. Xena looked poll axed. "Really???" Gabrielle gave her an incredibly dirty smirk. The kind that turned the Warrior inside out and made her drool at both ends. "Yeah." "Well, what are we waiting for?" Xena asked eagerly; practically begging.

But that, as the Bard would say, is another story.

THE END [ or is it? ;) ]

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