WARNINGS AND DISCLAMERS

Gabrielle hadn't gotten all the answers she had wanted from the Amazon and as good as her imagination was she found it lacking when it came to some of the objects in the bag. It left her more curious than ever about some of the items in the bag.

Gabrielle decided there might be another way to investigate the objects in the bag, but it would be risky. She could watch the warrior until she left the camp with the bag or removed any of its contents. It meant trying to spy on the warrior without her knowledge and that was difficult at best even with all the skills she'd learned from Xena.

Xena always left that particular bag with Argo's saddle and seldom if ever touched it.

It was over two weeks later before the bard got the opportunity that she'd been waiting for to put her plan of spying into effect. Gabrielle watched secretively while Xena cared for Argo and watched as the warrior removed something from the bag. Gabrielle didn't see what it was or what the warrior did with it and she didn't see it when the warrior turned and walked back toward her after finishing with the mare.

"Gabrielle I'm going to go check around the area before we lay down and go to sleep."

"Would you like me to come with you to keep you company?" The bard offered to see what the warrior's response would be.

"Nah, that's not necessary, I won't be gone long. You could work on your scrolls while I'm gone." The warrior suggested.

Gabrielle let the warrior leave and waited a minute or two to follow. She remembered the warrior's great sense of smell and remembered to stay downwind of her at all times. She knew she'd also be limited as to how close she'd be able to get to the warrior because her keen hearing.

There was a full moon and the warrior had only gone a short way into the woods. She arrived while the warrior was still removing her armor and leathers. Gabrielle thought she looked like a bronzed goddess standing there before her. She was completely mesmerized with the warrior's body as she continued to watch.

She watched as Xena started to rub her hands up and down her body. Xena then put some fingers in her mouth and Gabrielle could she them glistening in the moonlight when she removed them and started to circle the nipple of her breast. Xena had tilted her head back closing her eyes and Gabrielle heard just the fainted gasped as she continued to caress, squeeze and pinch her nipples. Gabrielle thought this was the most erotic thing she'd ever seen in her life. It didn't take long until she felt a growing pain in her groin as she watched the scene of self-lovemaking played out before her.

Gabrielle continued to watch as Xena finally sat down on her leathers and leaned back against a tree. Xena dipped her hand down between her thighs and Gabrielle saw the warrior jerk slightly and moaned again as she continued to work her hand between her thighs. Then Xena removed her hand and the bard could see it glistening as the warrior lifted her fingers to her mouth and started to suck on them. Gabrielle was positive that she'd never seen anything like this before and she could feel her own wetness growing. Xena seemed to be intensely aroused and enjoying her lovemaking and there certainly seemed to be more to it than any of the self-gratifying attempts the bard had ever made.

As Gabrielle watched her own breathing was starting to become very ragged. She also noticed that her own sexual arousal was starting to grow by leaps and bounds and the fire between her legs was far worse than she'd ever felt it before and her undergarments was now soaked. She started to feel embarrassed and indecent about watching, but she just couldn't stop.

Then Xena reached down beside her and in the moonlight Gabrielle could see that it was the phallus that Xena had brought with her. Xena placed it between her legs and was sliding it around until Gabrielle could see that it was shining brightly in the moonlight from the warrior's own sexual arousal. Xena then bent up one knee and leaned back a little, she then put the tip of the phallus against her opening and slowly pushed, moaning a little as she did so.

The bard could stand it no more and reached between her own legs trying to alleviate the growing pain and fire. Gabrielle watched, as the warrior's thrusts became more urgent, and her own manipulations were keeping time with those of the warrior. The pair climaxed together as the warrior let out a guttural moan and it had sounded like she'd called Gabrielle's name. It frightened the bard she thought she'd been seen or heard and as soon as she could get herself back together she hurried toward camp.

The bard knew Xena would dress before she returned to camp, so that gave her a little time to get back to camp ahead of the warrior. Gabrielle quickly resumed her place on her bedroll, picked up her quill and was acting totally absorbed in her scrolls when the warrior had finally returned to camp. Xena walked back over to the things by Argo and returned the phallus to the bag.

"Is everything ok?" Gabrielle asked the warrior, with her heart still pounding in her chest.

"Yeah, it seems to be safe enough." Xena replied as she stretched out on her bedroll.

The bard was totally exhausted... she'd never felt like this before, but she'd never watched anyone make love to themselves before either. With the amount of arousal the bard had experienced from watching she could see where one might be able to overcome the pain she had felt during her experiments.

Xena never mentioned having heard or seeing the bard and Gabrielle was really glad. She thought she was going to die from just the thought that she might have been caught.

Gabrielle never tried to follow the warrior again when she left camp. Besides worrying that Xena knew that she'd followed her the first time, watching the warrior the one time had complicated and upset the bard's life plenty as it was.

Gabrielle was already having feeling's about the warrior before she'd died. Then with Autolycus' help the warrior had kissed her and now this. Just being too close to the warrior had started causing her body to have all kinds of reactions that she was starting to worry that she might not be able to continue to control.

² Copyrighted January 1998 by DelShannon

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