ForevaXena's FanFic . . .

Watching Gabrielle

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

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: None

Ick Factor: None

Xena stepped into the room with a greeting on her lips and froze. The words died in her mouth and she realized the door was still open behind her. She closed it quickly and blinked at the scene before her. Gabrielle was sitting on the bed cross legged. Naked. Head hanging slightly, eyes closed, with a serene expression. Her right hand cupped and caressed the breast on the same side, her left one lay quietly, palm down, on her thigh.

"Umm, do you want me to leave?" Xena stammered, unsure if the Bard was aware of her presence. "If you want." Gabrielle neither looked up, nor opened her eyes. Somewhat shocked, Xena tried again. "Want me to stay?" "Up to you." Her casual-every-day tone of voice was so at odds with what she was doing. Xena felt a warm tingle run down her spine and spread through her body. "Mind if I watch?" "No."

The Warrior fetched a chair and sat, leaning forward with her chin in one hand. Gabrielle brought her left hand up to her other breast and began massaging it gently. She held her breath as she arched forward and raised her head, then let it out slowly a she dropped it again, increasing the pressure of her hands. Xena's insides lurched and she felt warmth heat pool between her legs. Um...would you like some....help?" she ventured. "No thanks." That same conversational tone. So exciting. But Xena was a bit disappointed. When she said nothing, Gabrielle added, eyes still closed in bliss, "It's been a while. Sometimes I just like to do it myself. Don't you?" Flabbergasted, Xena struggled for something intelligent to say. "Uh...yeah, I guess so." Gabrielle smiled at that. Briefly.

She continued to play with her breasts, her breathing becoming more ragged and fast. Her nipples, normally a delicate pink, like the inside of a sea shell ,were salmon colored and stiff with excitement. Xena watched, mesmerized, as the Bard's sexy hands splayed and stroked over them. Each time a finger passed over them they would pop back up saucily. Gabrielle gasped as she pulled and kneaded and rubbed. Her face was taking on that intent look she got when she was thoroughly aroused. Her thighs tightened and relaxed. She shifted position, and Xena waited for her to lie back. But she didn't. Her hips began to move erratically.

Xena lifted her chin out of her hand and leaned closer, although she didn't move the chair. She didn't want to disturb the Bard. Gabrielle slid her right hand slowly down her stomach, paused at the hairline, then moved it further down and cupped herself. Her left hand still played with the soft, silky breast beneath it as the other moved gently, slowly, back and forth. Then it stilled. The Bard grunted softly, deep in her throat, as her right hand went deeper between her legs and began to stroke.

Xena wet herself. She shifted and spread her legs, trying to get comfortable as the erotic display before her unfolded. She still couldn't figure out why Gabrielle hadn't lain down to do this like any normal person; but she figured the Bard was doing it this way for a good reason, and Gabrielle wasn't your normal, average person anyway. So she went with it. Except for the soft, passionate sounds coming from the Bard, and the tiny, wet, sucking as she fingered herself, it was dead quiet. Xena stealthily took off her breastplate and sword, laying them silently on the floor.

She didn't take her eyes off Gabrielle, who periodically squeezed her eyes shut tighter still in ecstacy while her hand moved rhythmically. She thrust her hips in time. "Oh Gods that feels good," she gasped, bending over. Her muscled thighs tightened now and again, and her other hand merely cupped the breast. They both jiggled a bit from the movement of her pelvis. Xena swallowed hard and stripped off her boots and knee guards. Then her shorts.

Gabrielle spread her legs farther apart. Xena expected her to speed up, but she didn't, she slowed down instead. The Warrior braced herself, she knew exactly what Gabrielle was doing, and why. She tried to hold her breath, but couldn't. Gabrielle's hand began moving in a different way, not just back and forth. Her face was partly hidden by her beautiful, golden hair, but Xena knew what it looked like; that expression of ardent concentration that never failed to turn her inside out every time she saw it. She slowed her hip thrusts but made each one longer, the other hand dropped to open herself. Xena shucked off her leathers and kneeled next to the narrow bed. It took every bit of self control she possessed to touch neither herself or her lover.

"Oh...Gods.....Xena..What you do to me.....I'm....I'm gonna..." Gabrielle gasped, then stared directly into her eyes for several long seconds, the green orbs dark with arousal. Xena couldn't move, speak, or even think. Gabrielle clapped her eyes shut once more and faced forward as her orgasm convulsed her entire body. Jaws clenched, she stroked slowly, drawing her climax out and reveling in each wave of intense pleasure as it rolled through her. It seemed to go on and on and on...

After what seemed an eternity, Gabrielle's hand gradually slowed and stopped, then went limp. She was completely bent over, sucking air, then sat up. She still had her eyes closed, but now opened them and blinked languidly. She glanced at Xena and grinned sheepishly before heaving a tremendous sigh and flopping back on the bed with her arms hanging over the sides, panting from her exertions.

"Are ya glad ya stayed?" she asked puckishly, her matchless breasts rising and falling with her chest. "You have no idea." "Show me," she teased. Xena's self control broke. In an instant she had clambered aboard Gabrielle and straddled the nearest tantalizing thigh, her left leg draped off the side of the bed and her foot still on the floor. The Bard obligingly made a muscle. Xena wasted no time, she reached down and spread herself before crouching lower and thrusting herself against the silky smooth skin. She was so stimulated by Gabrielle's performance she came in less than a minute, clutching the firm leg to her as she did. With her release, she lowered herself onto her lover.

"Am I too heavy?" "No, you're fine." Gentle hands stroked her dark hair and crossed themselves over her back. Usually she held Gabrielle, not the other way around. It was nice. "What brought that on?" she asked the Bard, coming down from her high. "Why? Do you feel left out or insulted?" "Of course not, I'm just curious." "Well, you obviously enjoyed it." "Immensely." "Do you do it often? I mean, when I'm not around?" "Xena, what are you getting at?" "Nothing, I'm just wondering if you're even more oversexed than I thought you were." That earned her a playful thump on the back. "You should talk!" "Oh yeah? I'm not the one who wants it 24 hours a day no matter what." "...Xena!" The Warrior smirked at her stammering lover. "Excuse me, make that 21 hours a day. The other three you spend eating. "What!?" "All you ever want to do is fuck and eat. You're worse than a guy!" "I do not!" Gabrielle sputtered in pure female outrage. "And then you write about it." Xena flung her head back dramatically and began quoting fictitious script while Gabrielle pummeled her back, to no effect. "The breathtaking, raven haired Warrior Princess dragged her wet tongue slowly down the Bard's....Ack!" She levered the small, strong hands off her lips and kissed them. "You're so cute," she chuckled down at her partner. "Don't call me that. I hate it," Gabby fumed, trying not to grin and failing miserably. "Cute, cute, cute," Xena taunted. The Bard tried to wiggle out from underneath her, but she straddled her and caught her hands. "And sexy. Smart. Funny. Optimistic. And Caring." Gabrielle stopped struggling and stared at her. She gazed back lovingly, then dropped a soft kiss in the valley between the flawless mounds. "I love it when you make love to yourself, Gabrielle. I'm glad you can give yourself so much pleasure. Do it as often as you want, whenever you want, where ever you want."

A blond eyebrow quirked. "I'm sot so sure about those last two. I'd get arrested." "Oh? What about that little incident in a certain tavern last year?" "Oh come on; we were in a corner and you kept talking sexy to me. What did you expect? And I didn't touch myself." "You did too. You only thought I didn't notice. And you certainly did 'come'." Xena grinned wickedly and added, "So did I." "You did!? When?" "Right after you did. You couldn't see straight yet, so you missed it." "You're kidding!" "Nope." "Why didn't you let on?" "I'm the strong, silent type, remember?" Gabrielle laughed out loud.

"I love you, Xena. No matter what you ever say, no matter what you ever do, I will never leave you. Ever." As she stared at Gabrielle in surprise, the Bard took her hand and kissed it. "What brought that on?" she asked, the vision of herself and Gabrielle gazing at each other on Roman crucifixes hovering before her mind's eye. "And I will never leave you, no matter what."

Inside she added, 'even in death'.

"Let's get some shut eye. We have along way to go tomorrow." "Okay." "Want me to get off now?" Gabrielle smiled. "You already did." "Funny, funny." "No, I like it like this." Gabrielle soon drifted off. Her faint snore acted as a soporific on the Warrior. She fell asleep and knew no more.

THE END

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