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AUTHOR'S NOTE: Thanks to androbard1364 for the prompt. I took some liberties with it. Hope you don't mind.
CHALLENGE: Written for the first International Day of Femslash.
ARCHIVING: Only with the permission of the author.

Telling Tales
By Calliope


The dark-haired warrior glanced out of the corner of her eye watching Gabrielle rummage around gathering together items so they could head out for the day. Xena hadn't been in this particular part of Greece but the increasing amount of horse and cart tracks helped her conclude that they were close to the next town.

The blonde bard had put all bedding and other unnecessary items away in the packs and was now settled down in front of the fire with a scroll watching a couple of fish fry. The warrior watched her as she stared off into space.

"Something wrong, Gabrielle?" The bard looked up in surprise at her partner then threw her hands up in the air.

"I'm stuck!" Xena came to sit beside her, their thighs barely touching. Xena pushed down the rush the touch of skin did to her. Life on the road made intimate moments difficult so she had to remind herself that they would have a proper room in a proper inn probably by nightfall.

"Well, what are you writing about?" The blonde blushed fiercely, bringing a smile to Xena's lips, which she tried to hide quickly behind her hand when her younger partner looked up.

"Xena!!! Don't laugh at me! I have writer's block and it's funny!" She started rolling up the scroll.

"Gab, baby, I'm sorry," Xena comforted her with a hand to her shoulder, "Please, tell me. Maybe I can help."

Gabrielle plopped back down on the log, "It's kind of embarrassing. See, I haven't written anything like this before and I'm trying something new and … gods, I don't know!"

"What is it, Gabrielle?"

"It's about our first time," she mumbled the last two words and braced herself waiting for Xena to explode. Instead,…

"Maybe you should try talking it out first."

"Huh?" Damn, Xena's superior hearing!

"Yeah, treat it like a play and talk it out," the bard was already shaking her head.

"NO! I can't!"

"Why not?"

"It's embarrassing!"

"Oh, it is, is it?" Xena gave her patented death glare.

"Xena, that's not what I meant and you know it! Doing it is one thing," the images that provoked made the blonde blush head-to-toe, "but talking about it is totally different."

Xena smirked at her lover, "Oh, I don't know. Sometimes talking about sex is almost as good as the sex itself."

Gabrielle snorted, "I doubt that!"

Xena leaned over, close to Gabrielle's ear, her voice dropping an octave, "Remember our first time, baby? That time when we were in the stables and the day kept repeating over and over again."

Gabrielle leaned her head a little closer to the dark-haired warrior, "We thought Joxer had been killed and we had just had his funeral. You were holding me by the fire and kissed the top of my head."

"Suddenly, you sat up and looked at me with a fire in your eyes that I'd never seen before," Xena let her fingers rest lightly on Gabrielle's leg as she brushed a tongue along her pulse point in her neck.

"I told you to stop treating me like a child. That I was a woman and I wanted you to treat me like one."

"And how's that, I asked."

"Like this," Gabrielle leaned away to look into Xena's darkening blue eyes before cupping her face and leaning in for a kiss. The kiss quickly turned heated, heads angled for better access and Xena's fingers creeping under Gabrielle's skirt. When Xena's long fingers touched wet heat, Gabrielle pulled away with a gasp.

"Gods, it was so good. You were so good."

"What did I do?" Xena latched back onto Gabrielle's neck, slowly working her way down along the collarbone and heading lower.

"You did treat me like a woman. You took your time. Slowly undressing me, kissing me everywhere."

"What was your favorite place to be kissed?"

"Mmmm, my breasts," Xena's mouth followed the path to the aforementioned body part, making Gabrielle push into her.

"Oh Xena!"

"Did I do something like this?" Xena sucked a pert nipple into her mouth, letting it scrap lightly along her teeth.

"Gods, yes!"

"And how did that make you feel?"

"Umm," the bard was finding it hard to form words as the warrior mimicked their conversation with her body.

"Gabrielle, baby, tell me how it made you feel for me to suck your breasts."

The blonde licked her lips, trying to focus, "Oh Xena, I…I felt sensations I'd never felt before. It was like you were already touching me, already inside me. Like you were loving me from the inside out."

"And when you couldn't stand the torture anymore, what did you do?"

"I told you to take me, make me yours," Gabrielle guided Xena's fingers underneath her skirt, where she needed her most, just like she did that first night. The sensation of being penetrated completely, in her heart and in her body, overwhelmed her.

Smaller hands disappeared into dark hair as Gabrielle held Xena to her and her hips, agonizingly slow, rode the fingers inside of her.

"Gabrielle," Xena rested her forehead against Gabrielle's chest, getting lost in the sensations and sounds, her own desire flaring bright inside of her. Deceptively strong hands pulled Xena up to kiss her.

"Xena, I am yours. Forever." The warrior watched her bard as her green eyes closed, her head fell back, and her body jerked hard…once, twice, three times. Xena cradled Gabrielle until the spasms around her fingers let up and she slowly withdrew from the bard.

She brushed the damp blonde hair out of Gabrielle's eyes, waiting for her lover to come down, "Are you okay?"

"Mmmmm," the blonde head nodded and smirked, "I think I found my inspiration to finish that story now."

The End

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