AUTHOR'S NOTE: Again this story is extremely subtext-friendly. If two women showing their love for one another is not your cup of tea, please find another story you'd like to read. This story will be submitted in several parts and is based off the series, yet the "history" has been changed somewhat to suit the purposes of this story. Not all the parts of this story will contain erotic sex scenes as there is a plot.
Also, I'd like to note that I do not own Xena: Warrior Princess, the series, or the characters and I will not be receiving any payment whatsoever for writing this story. It is intended for entertainment purposes only.
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Xena walked out of the tent wearing nothing but her ankle-length fur robe. She didn't even look at Borias who sat there nearby beside the tent. "What's going on, Xena? I heard your slave girl's cries of pleasure ... surely nothing is wrong...." Borias began.
Xena gave Borias a scowl. "No, nothing is wrong. I just needed some air. And you shouldn't have been listening so closely."
"Xena, it was hard NOT to hear... your little slave, she's pretty loud, no?" chuckled Xena's companion.
"Borias!" Xena said in a gasp. "Stop that smirking. Bring me some food..."
Borias continued to grin as he stood to get Xena a wooden bowl of stew. A moment later he returned carrying the bowl of food. Although the scent of Satrina's cooking was delicious, Xena couldn't even take a single bite. "Take it inside ... to her...." Xena said softly. "There is something I must do ... alone......"
Borias said nothing, but gave Xena a knowing look. He then ducked inside, approaching Gabrielle with the bowl of stew. "Hello, are you hungry?" he asked her, handing her the food.
As Borias was offering Gabrielle the bowl of stew, Xena had disappeared into the forest alone to pleasure herself in privacy.
Gabrielle was sitting there with her legs drawn up to her chest, hugging them. "No, thank you," she said quietly, not looking at him. She should have known better; she should have kept up her guard. It had been so stupid of her to get lost in the idea that her Xena was in there somewhere.
"The food is here then, if you should be hungry," said Borias, setting the bowl of stew down close to the fire. He then just stood there, looking at the young woman and wondering what had possibly occurred in the tent here earlier between Xena and her little slave. Knowing Xena, it was probably something totally wild and kinky.
"I'm just outside if you need anything. Good night, Gabrielle," Borias said before leaving the tent. There was no way he would go far. If he left Gabrielle unattended and she disappeared, Xena would have his head on a platter.
"Gabrielle!" Xena cried out, touching herself and bringing herself to a soul-shattering orgasm. Thinking of Gabrielle cumming earlier had been all the fantasy she had needed to reach her peak.
Xena washed herself in the nearby river, staring up at the stars in the night sky. She was angry at herself for the stirring feelings she was having for her little slave. And the feelings weren't just sexual ones. She hadn't cared for a single soul since years earlier in Anphipolis, when she had stood there that day and heard her mother say those fateful words. "You are not my daughter anymore. You are dead to me."
Xena walked away, her head hung low, knowing her mother was right to cast her aside. Xena had killed him. Her own brother. Lyceus had died because of her.
Since that day, Xena had never let herself feel anything for another ... well, until Gabrielle had came along. With her sweet voice, her beautiful emerald eyes.... "I won't let her get to me," Xena said to herself, as she walked back to the camp.
"Borias, leave and go to bed," she commanded him before ducking back in the tent.
She then saw Gabrielle sitting on the robes, dressed once again and unmoving. "Time for sleep," she ordered, casting her long robe aside and lying down on the pallet. "And if you try to escape me in the night, there will be a heavy price to pay, you can count on it."
"Not going anywhere," Gabrielle said quietly, but she scooted as far to the edge of the robes as she could and laid down with her back to Xena. She didn't have anywhere to go anyway. She didn't have anything left anymore; no more Xena --- not the real Xena. There was just Lila whom she hoped was okay. She couldn't bare for anything to happen to Lila now.
Xena raised an eyebrow as she lay down on her nice comfy robes. She noticed Gabrielle had lain down as well. With the fire nearby crackling and giving warmth to the tent, it was nice and cozy. Xena sprawled out and soon she had drifted off to sleep. When she woke up in the middle of the night, she was laying dangerously close to her slave and her hand was on Gabrielle's ass. Knowing that Gabrielle was hers to do with as she pleased, she experimentally gave the rounded flesh a possessive squeeze. "Awaken, slave... I want you to pleasure me..." she whispered into Gabrielle's ear, her tone leaving little room for protest.
Gabrielle woke up, not liking this, but she knew if she fought it would only cause more problems. She turned to Xena and asked, "Where do you want me to start?"
As Gabrielle turned over in Xena's embrace, Xena began to tug at the nightie Gabrielle was wearing. "Take that off," she said in a soft whisper. "I want you naked." Her breathing sped up, thinking about their naked bodies touching, their lips locked in a hot kiss.