The following is a bit of alternative fiction based on certain characters from the Xenaverse. It is not meant to infringe on anyone else's rights. If you don't agree or disapprove, please go read something else.
She woke up to the most exquisite sensation. It was sweet, like biting into an orange for the first time. It was electric, like the jolt one felt after petting a sheep for too long. It was wet, like melting into desire.
"Oh Gods, Xena, What are you doing?" she panted, still not quite awake, but rapidly sliding into awareness. She felt the pressure of a hand curled around one of her horns. "Xena," she purred, "please. No. We've. I can't. . .Xena. . ." She shuddered involuntarily, feeling changes in her body that she'd not felt in. . . oh. .. .she mustn't let this. . .she couldn't. . .She moaned and tried weakly to pull away. It was dark, but she knew it was time. "We've got to. ..oh. .go. .Xena."
The grasp halted its motion over the soft velvet smooth of the horn. Xena brushed her hand against the Tartaran's sensitive face. There was a rich scent where her palm touched. It was a mix of sea and flowers. Blue fire peered in the darkness and burned into Gabrielle's soul. The woman felt Xena's body shift, pressing close. Their legs were entwined and breasts nuzzled each other.
Xena's responded with a kiss that made Gabrielle's bones feel like liquid. "I know," she whispered hotly against a pointed ear, "That's why I woke you." Then she kissed her lover again and pulled away. The loss was physically painful to Gabrielle, but she sighed in relief. The warrior deliberately slid a finger along a horned length, "Oh, don't think this is over, my love." Gabrielle's heart lurched. "It's not over by a long shot. I intend to have all of you, Gabrielle." The Tartaran's skin rippled in response to her name. "All," kiss, "of," kiss, "you." Kiss. "You can't avoid this forever." The bard turned demon didn't have to see Xena's face to know how serious she was. Gabrielle whimpered, but their legs slid apart and the warrior rolled away.
Gabrielle. . .No. . Izzy. .spoke, "Xena, you don't understand. You don't realize. . ."
The Tartaran saw Xena fling the covers off, "I understand more than you realize Gabrielle." The Amazon chieftess had been very revealing.
"Don't call me that." Izzy didn't mean to sound so abrupt. "In public," she amended. It was, after all, Xena's privilege. They were mates. Izzy stood up. "I mean it, Xena, there are things you don't know." She lifted the torch, and then with a deliberate motion, blew upon it. The torch flickered with life. "I. . ."
"You," the warrior interupted pointed, "Do not scare me." Actually, that wasn't quite true. She experienced a fear in regard to Gabrielle. Fear she wouldn't be able to reach past what Gabrielle had become to the woman's heart. But Damned if she'd let the Tartaran know that. And she had broken through last night. Hadn't she? Xena took a closer look at Izzy's face. There was a softness in the Tartaran's gaze which the warrior recognized. Yes. She had. Now it was just a matter of having Gabrielle accept it. Accept. .all of it.
Xena would just have to show her the way, that's all.
Xena was pulling on her leathers, "You're not going to frighten me away." (Xena had been through her own Tartarus. She'd seen Hell before.) She stuck her foot in her boot. She was very glad she'd thought ahead and placed her gear in one place. "Nor am I going to desert you now that I've found you." (Gabrielle. . .oh Gabrielle.) The other boot slid on. She looked up at the Tartaran, "I love you, I'm not going anywhere." (No, she was going to use every advantage she had; including this crazy hyped up sex drive.) Xena smirked, "Other than *with* you." She buckled on her breastplate. "You are just going to have to deal with it." Xena smiled a winner's smile and then spread her arm to the cave's entrance, "After you. . .Izzy."
They met up with the others not long after, but Izzy didn't say much.
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