7 Month Itch – by Marista

DISCLAIMER: Xena, Gabrielle, Hercules, Iolaus and Ares (throb, throb, throb) are property of Universal Studios/MCA, the other characters are the product of my perverted little mind. This story takes place sometime during Season 4, before the India arc.

Sex: Warning for explicit sexual content, strong language, bdsm, same sex and…hetero sex (now there’s something you don’t see everyday in the Xenaverse).

Violence: Nothing worth mentioning

Subtext: Yes

Feedback and constructive criticism are welcome. I hope you enjoy the story.

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‘Oooh, I am so frustrated! This seemed like such a good idea. Xena catching up with these two old ‘acquaintances’ we ran into, but to find out that BOTH of them are ex-lovers! Xena you bring new meaning to the word understatement. Acquaintances my ass.’ Gabrielle thought to herself as she sat at the table in the tavern. She gave a half-hearted smile and tried not to show the sneer that she really felt on the inside. At first she jumped at the chance to be able to sit down and talk with these two strangers from Xena’s past; to gain a little more insight into her lover, but she never expected this. Her heart was on fire with jealousy.

First she eyed Thayla with her large green eyes which were enchanting and perfectly set off by short auburn hair, a great smile and simply beautiful features. Then she turned to Marg with her long flowing blonde hair, ample breasts and brown eyes. She wasn’t nearly as beautiful as Thayla, but there was an aura about her, a raw sensuality. Gabrielle noted how Marg stared intently at Xena, and took every opportunity to touch her. Gabrielle’s eyes ran the length of Marg’s hair and Gabrielle absent-mindedly ran her hand through her own red-gold tresses.

Both women were almost as tall as Xena, which added to Gabrielle’s agitation, ‘yet another area where I don’t measure up. Former lovers! Arrgh, I can’t stand it!’ Gabrielle abruptly stood up from the table, making a loud scrape with her chair, completely disrupting the conversation. All 3 sets of eyes were on her.

"Sorry, I’m just going for a little walk." Xena grabbed Gabrielle’s hand and gave her a questioning look. Gabrielle just smiled, "I’ll be by the lake, leave you three to catch up."

Xena nodded her head and watched as Gabrielle turned and left the tavern. Thayla noted how Xena’s eyes followed Gabrielle as she walked away. There was a sparkle of mischief as well as undeniable desire in those green eyes; however Marg was the first to give voice to their curiosity.

"Mmmm Xena… my, my… you have changed."

Xena looked at her curiously. "Yes, I’m not the same person I was before. When you stop being a warlord everything changes."

Marg just gave Xena a seductive look. "No, no Xena. I meant that sweet little thing you’re traveling with. She hardly seems up to your caliber."

Xena’s look changed to something more menacing, letting Marg know she had said something inappropriate.

"Her name is Gabrielle!" Marg smiled sheepishly and held up a hand in a gesture of truce. She knew exactly what Xena was capable of and wasn’t about to test the limits of Xena’s rehabilitation.

Thayla stepped in and Marg inwardly let out a sigh of relief. "Don’t be angry with her Xena, I know exactly where she’s coming from. I mean Gabrielle’s very pretty and she’s got an absolutely succulent body, but I know what you demand sexually and I can’t see her doing that. If my observation is correct then she can’t be very satisfying for you."

Xena’s features eased considerably, she smirked as she shook her head. When Thayla saw Xena’s features relax she smiled seductively and winked. Xena returned the seductive glance as her mind remembered the times she spent with this woman.

The trio was so involved in this little game of flirting and sexual innuendo that no one realized Gabrielle had been listening the whole time. Gabrielle was outside of the tavern walking along the outer wall taking the long route to the lake. As she was about to pass the open window next to the table where they were sitting she heard Xena say "her name is Gabrielle". It wasn’t her intention to eaves drop, but she stopped in her tracks and immediately found herself engrossed in their conversation.

"Come on Xena" piped up Marg, "I’d had many lovers by the time I met you and felt well versed in acts of sexual pleasure, and yet you showed me things… did things to me that I had never even imagined. Somehow I don’t get the feeling little Miss Sweet and Innocent likes to…" Marg lowered her voice a couple of notches and whispered conspiratorially.

Gabrielle strained to hear, but couldn’t. Xena sat back when Marg finished, a sexual gleam in her eye. She looked far away for a moment, lost in the memory. Xena just eyed the pair for a second and began to shake her head.

"Yeah I have to admit I loved doing that one." Xena said as she sighed. "Well you’re right. It’s true, we all know my sexual tastes can be intense and varied, but none of that matters anymore. I love Gabrielle, and I’ve learned to put down certain desires. I know there are some things I’ll never experience again, and that’s fine by me."

Thayla’s jaw dropped. "Never again?"

Xena nodded her head.

"And you plan to stay with… just her?" Again Xena nodded.

"How long have you two been together?" Xena thought for a minute.

"We’ve known each other for 4 years, but we’ve been lovers for 7 months."

This time Marg’s jaw dropped. "But Xena, you’ve never kept the same lover for more than 5 months." Marg shook her head with disbelief. "Amazing. Xena I didn’t think you had it in you. I just can’t believe…"

Xena leaned in slightly. "Believe it. I’m not the same anymore and love compensates for everything else."

Marg’s eyes were still wide with disbelief. "I’ve never had your sexual appetites and yet there are times when I am crying for variation." Marg gave Xena a wry smile, and missed the fact that Thayla frowned at her. "Come on Xena, tell me honestly, is it really enough?"

Xena sat introspectively for a moment. "Honestly, the desires are still there. There are times I feel like I’m gonna go nuts if I don’t do something wild or kinky, but then I look into those beautiful green eyes and then I realize, yeah it really is enough."

Marg started laughing, the other two parties at the table just looked at her. "Hey do you remember that time you hooked up with that cute warlord and we had an 8 person orgy to celebrate?"

Thayla’s eyes lit up and she also started to laugh. "Yeah and remember that soldier from his camp that tried to sneak a peak. Xena, when you caught him I thought he was gonna shit his pants right there."

Xena shook her head and started to laugh as they continued to reminisce on their sexual escapades.

Still unknown to the women around the table, Gabrielle finally walked off into the woods. Her mind was swimming as she was trying to absorb all the new information she had just over heard. She smiled a bittersweet smile at Xena’s last statement. ‘She looks into my eyes and it’s enough… but what if one day it’s not? I know she loves me, but what if she leaves me because her desires are too strong. It’s only been 7 months, what if she becomes bored with me? What if love isn’t really enough?’

Thayla shifted in her chair and stood up. "Excuse me, I need to visit the out house. I’ll be back shortly."

Marg gave her lover a warm smile and watched her walk across the tavern and leave out the back door towards the small enclosure. She leaned closer into the table, closer to Xena and gently ran her fingertips over the back of Xena’s hand as it rested on the table. "Mistress Xena, I want you to know that if you ever change your mind about Gabrielle, or if you just want to go back to the old days, even for a short time, I will be yours for as long as you want me."

Xena stared into nothingness for a second. Mistress was a title she’d not heard for many seasons. Xena remembered the time they were together and certainly felt the pull of temptation, but would never risk her relationship with Gabrielle. "Marg, as I look back to my dark past, the time I spent with you was very special. I want you to know now, how much you meant to me… how much you mean to me… but I’m sorry, I love Gabrielle too much to risk driving her away, so I just can’t see what you ask happening."

Marg just gave her a slight smile, unable to cover the hurt of rejection in her eyes, but she clasped Xena’s hand and interlocked their fingers. "No matter what you feel now, no matter how much times passes, my offer remains open. Remember that."

Xena squeezed Marg’s fingers lightly. "I will. Thanks."

The fates were smiling upon them because the women unclasped hands mere seconds before Thayla returned.

Gabrielle walked along the path to the edge of a lake. The beauty of the suns rays reflecting off the water did little to calm the knot growing steadily in her stomach as the conversation she overheard rolled around in her head. She sat on a rock and tried to let her imagination’s limits stretch, but it was no use. ‘What more is there to do in bed besides what we do? I know that men are different, but what was all this stuff that Xena did with these women and still desired?’ Gabrielle sat back against the rock and tried to imagine what those things could be.

For the next two candlemarks Xena sat alone with her former lovers answering their questions and sharing her life since her warlord days ended. As Xena took a sip of her mead she ran a hand along her jaw, it hurt. She realized that she hadn’t spoken so many words in such a brief period for quite some time. It was easy with Gabrielle; she did most of the talking. In all honesty she had no desire to spend her afternoon chatting with these women, but they seemed so interested to hear first hand about the changes in her life and she felt that she owed it to them both. After all she had shared very intimate physical contact with both women, even though her heart was far from both relationships. But that’s the way things were then. Everything had to be for her satisfaction and fulfillment, whether it be sex, power, security, or adventure. The consequences, and those whose lives she changed, or hurt were irrelevant, as long as it moved her closer to whatever satisfaction she craved at the moment.

In some ways this whole situation surprised her. First of all, she wasn’t always very nice to her sexual interests, and she could be quite demanding. But one thing she could say with a clear conscience was that she always made sure her lovers were satisfied. She quietly thought to herself about her time spent with each woman. Marg caught her eye when her village willingly surrendered. They didn’t lift a hand to defend themselves, which disappointed Xena. As she rode through the village to collect the tribute she found Marg leaning out of her window staring at her with unbridled lust. She simply rode up to the front of her home and told her to come outside. She eyed Marg appraisingly. Although she was not beautiful of face, Xena could see she was well endowed and had soft skin. She simply held out her hand and there was Marg, sitting in front of her on the saddle. She remembered the great time she had fondling Marg on the way back to her camp, cupping those large firm breasts, and feeling the hard nipples through the thin fabric. She ran her tongue along the girl’s neck and ear as the steady gait of the horse made them both wet. She remembered that within minutes of returning back to camp she and Marg were all over each other on the floor of her tent. They never even made it to her palette. For five months she woke up and had sex with her; went out to take care of the day's business and returned for two, sometimes three more encounters during the day and then again at night before bedtime. On occasion they could be joined by 1 or 2 others for sex games. Marg she seemed to flourish under Xena’s sexual demands.

One day, on a scouting mission Xena came across slave traders. She normally would have ignored them, but she recognized the trader… one of her enemies. So, she liberated the girls and Thayla was one of them. She recalled how the girls ran in all manner of directions. They were heading towards their home towns Xena supposed, she really didn’t care. But Thayla simply hung around looking dazed and confused. Xena was drawn by her beauty and questioned the girl. As it turned out she saw the slavers murder her only living relative, her sister. She was not favored in her town and now felt she had nowhere to go. So Xena offered her a place in her camp. Thayla was so naïve Xena recalled, she had no idea what was in store for her. One thing Xena remembered was the look on Marg’s face when she rode into the camp with Thayla sitting behind her in the saddle. That very night Marg was moved to her own tent. It was comfortable and she was treated well, but she slept alone. Xena knew there would be many offers for company from her men, but she also knew Marg had no interest in men.

Marg’s thoughts also lingered on the time she spent with Xena. It was a time of unbridled passion and pure joy. Then there was the shock she experienced the night she was moved to that big lonely tent. She never imagined Xena’s affections were temporary. When the soldiers who had only made brief eye contact with her began propositioning her she realized that this was a set pattern they were used to. Apparently no one would dare approach her until Xena was finished. She thanked the gods that forced sexual encounters were not permitted in Xena’s camp. Unfortunately for Marg, this all took place at a time when Xena happened not to have any female soldiers. All the other women in the camp were servants, and Marg had alienated them when she thought her place in Xena’s tent was permanent. That experience taught her to be kind to everyone regardless of their position.

Xena remembered how excited she was by Thayla’s innocence. She took great pains to slowly seduce her and help her to realize herself sexually; a touch here, a kiss there. All of it was done with great calculation on Xena’s part to groom her as a sex partner. Her mini sessions with Thayla left her hot, so she would go fuck Marg. After her first time with Thayla, she didn’t return to Marg’s tent. Xena’s used conquests usually didn’t stay around long, but Marg did. Probably hoping that Xena would tire of Thayla and return to her, but it didn’t happen. After four more months she shared that tent with Thayla as Xena moved onto her next lover, this time it was one of her own men. Sometimes one or the other and occasionally both would be sent for if Xena were in the mood for a threesome. Once the jealousies dissolved, Marg and Thayla took up with each other. They left Xena’s camp together with Xena’s blessings and they have been companions and lovers ever since.

Xena put aside her reverie, looked up from her drink and surveyed the room, before looking at the door. She turned to Thayla and Marg "I’m sorry, but Gabrielle and I should be on our way. We need to make it to Thebes by noon tomorrow."

Marg answered almost a little too quickly "Sure Xena, we understand."

Her heart was still smarting a little after Xena’s rejection of her proposition. Xena gave them both a slight smile and stood. The two followed behind Xena as she walked out. Xena went to check Argo’s saddle.

"Gabrielle went to the lake. I need to get her and then we’re off."

Marg perked up "I’ll get her for you Xena."

Xena simply shrugged her shoulders and replied "Ok."

She resumed her saddle check and noted that Thayla was still by her side.

"Xena?"

Xena turned her head and looked at her as she continued working. "hmmm."

Thayla took a deep breath as if trying to gather courage. "Xena I wanted to just tell you how happy I am that you’ve changed. And I wanted you to know that even though you were considered evil before, the way you treated me that short time we were together was wonderful. You taught me that pleasure, and love can come in many forms. If it wasn’t for you I never would have met Marg."

Xena was overcome with regret, sorrow and remorse as she thought about how she had used this woman and simply discarded her when she was done. She never had skill with words of emotion and didn’t have any idea of how to convey what she felt to this gentle woman. Xena simply stopped for a moment and acknowledged her with a brief smile as Marg and Gabrielle emerged from the woods. As everyone shared their farewells, each member of the group was lost in their own particular thoughts. As Xena and Gabrielle walked away with Argo in tow, Gabrielle looked back and noted that the women were holding hands, but each was eyeing Xena with a look of desire. Gabrielle wondered if they would share their desires for the Warrior Princess with each other? Would it ruin their 5 year relationship? ‘Will Xena and I be together in 5 years? It has been 7 months of perfect bliss, but after this afternoon I’m not so sure.’

By the time they arrived in Thebes Gabrielle had her plan all worked out. Now it was just a matter of getting everything into motion before Xena realized something was going on. They had planned to stay a few days, and spend most of their time together but Gabrielle talked incessantly about wanting to spend the first day shopping, and as she predicted, Xena disappeared. Gabrielle knew she’d be out of sight for hours, so she spent the day making arrangements, sending messengers, and putting her plan into action. By the time she returned to their room at a local inn, everything was in place. It was just a matter of getting Xena to cooperate.

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Gabrielle offered to rub Xena’s shoulders. One thing, the warrior could never say no to was a soothing back rub. Gabrielle sighed inwardly and prayed silently to the gods as she tried to keep focus while putting her hands on the warrior's magnificent body.

"Xena, I met a woman today… a widow who lost her brother a few months ago. She offered me the best deal you could imagine." Although Gabrielle was facing Xena’s back she could feel her brow furrowing.

"Gabrielle?" Xena’s voice reeked of skepticism.

"I know what you’re thinking Xena, but this really is a great deal. You see her brother wasn’t very sociable, so he lived in an out of the way cottage over the ridge in the valley. She’s been there off and on to clean up the place, but no one wants to buy it from her because it’s so remote, so she’s been renting it out to travelers and honeymooners for brief periods." Gabrielle continued to massage her shoulders, just hoping that Xena would buy into it.

"How much did you give her? And did you see this cottage for yourself?" Xena shifted and Gabrielle felt the tension rising in Xena’s back.

"It wasn’t that much, only 21 dinars for a one week stay. I didn’t see it for myself, it’s kind of out of the way. But just think Xena, just for one week we could stay together, away from the warlords, away from the villagers, away from everything. Just you and me." Gabrielle held her breath as she waited for Xena’s response.

"I like the idea of spending a week alone with you, but Gabrielle I’m doubtful this place exists." Gabrielle moved from behind Xena to sit on her lap and she looked directly into those intense ice blue eyes. She ran her finger along the classic jaw line of the warrior

"I want this time with you. The place is there, trust me." She planted a kiss on the warriors' lips, then Gabrielle got to see that sexy crooked smile that she loved so much as Xena acquiesced.

"Then whether this place exists or not, you got it".

Xena put her arms around Gabrielle and kissed her deeply, her tongue exploring all the inner regions of the bard’s mouth. Gabrielle’s hands went to work, to relieve the warrior of her leathers. Their kiss broke as Gabrielle separated long enough to pull all of Xena’s clothes off. Then she cupped her breasts as best she could considering the size of Xena’s breasts. She felt the tension in Xena’s body rise with the quickening of her breath. She ran a tongue down Xena’s neck and began to kiss the crook of her neck, one of Xena’s most sensitive areas. A moan escaped her lips and Gabrielle continued to kiss down her body finally taking a nipple in her mouth. She continued to suckle as she caressed the warrior’s body. She could feel Xena’s deft fingers fondling her breasts through her shirt. Gabrielle pushed the warrior down onto her back and continued to trail kisses downward until she reached that most sensitive area between Xena’s legs. Xena had been a very patient teacher and Gabrielle eventually figured out how to please her best. She ran her tongue very lightly over the sensitive nub and the shudder she felt go through Xena’s body made her drip between her own legs. She slowly took the nub in her mouth, and slowly ran her tongue over it. As she felt the warrior’s tension mounting she slipped two fingers in the warrior and began to move them back and forth. As Gabrielle increased the rhythm Xena’s passion mounted.

Xena grabbed and pulled a handful of the bard’s hair in her excitement. Gabrielle yelped and Xena immediately let go. Xena moved her hands to her sides and grabbed and a handful of the sheets. The warrior started to tremble and convulse as Gabrielle moved up the warrior’s body to give her a full kiss while her fingers continued to work. Xena’s breathing was rapid, she leaned into the kiss, roughly biting against the bards mouth, as she started to dig her nails into the mattress. Gabrielle screamed into the mouth that covered hers as her body tensed up. Xena’s eyes flew open and she immediately pulled back, although Gabrielle’s hand never left Xena’s sacred entrance.

"Sorry I didn’t mean… did I hurt you?" Xena’s voice and features were full of concern as she saw the redness and teeth marks around Gabrielle’s mouth.

"No, no I’m alright." Xena inspected Gabrielle’s face and then leaned back determining the marks would be gone by morning. Gabrielle continued pleasuring Xena as if nothing had happened not wanting the mood to be broken. She kissed Xena again, but Xena kept tight control over her urges. As Xena’s temperature began to rise again, Gabrielle leaned into Xena’s ear and said

"I love you. I know you don’t know your own strength sometimes, and it’s ok, because I do love you." Xena was getting closer to climax and her body rocked in time with Gabrielle’s hand. Xena began to moan uncontrollably as Gabrielle made love to her body and soul. Xena reached over her head and grabbed the headboard as she cried out her final release. She dare not reach for Gabrielle, fearing she could hurt her again. She kissed that special spot on Xena’s neck again and the warrior cried out as her body turned as rigid as iron and then relaxed. Gabrielle just lay there looking down into the warrior’s face, her hand still squarely between her legs, enjoying the feeling of the last contractions going through Xena’s body. One of Gabrielle’s greatest joys was seeing Xena’s face contorted with pleasure, ‘so beautiful’ she thought. As Xena relaxed and opened her eyes she looked at the face of love. Gabrielle leaned in for another kiss.

Xena sat up and looked at Gabrielle, "My turn" she said playfully with a devious smile.

She quickly rolled the bard onto her back, laying over the bard with her lower half between the bards' legs. Xena removed Gabrielle’s clothes so quickly, the bard didn’t even realize she was naked for a few moments. Xena took note of how hard Gabrielle’s nipples were and how wet she was. Xena lay her torso against Gabrielle’s, enjoying the feel of their nakedness together. Gabrielle’s nipples stood firm against her own as she took another kiss from her delicious bard. Gabrielle began writhing as Xena began to finger Gabrielle. She used her other hand to caress Gabrielle and kiss her all over. Even after 7 months of this, Gabrielle had no idea how Xena was able to make her feel as if she had more than two hands. There was so much stimulation in so many places, if she closed her eyes she would swear she was being touched by at least two people, possibly three. Her body went wild and she almost came even before Xena ever entered her, but she knew there was more to come so she held on and willed her body into submission. Xena sensed Gabrielle was almost ready and moved her mouth between Gabrielle’s legs kissing her lightly. Then began to kiss upwards as she inserted her fingers inside. She moved her fingers back and forth inside of her as she used her thumb to continue to stimulate the sensitive nub. Xena’s other hand remained on Gabrielle’s firms breasts, pinching the nipples and caressing them; as she showered Gabrielle’s lower half with kisses. She then switched hands, but Gabrielle never even knew it until Xena placed her wet fingers in Gabrielle’s mouth. As the bard suckled her own juices off of Xena’s fingers, Xena sucked on her nipples. After a few moments Xena reached her hand behind Gabrielle’s neck and applied pressure. Gabrielle’s eyes grew wide and she let out a yell and began panting hard as all the pleasure she felt immediately doubled. Xena continued to pleasure Gabrielle and this time she pressed another pressure point on Gabrielle’s back and Gabrielle thrashed about wildly. Finally, Gabrielle’s back arched as she grabbed the bed sheets into her fists. She came with a scream, a near violent orgasm then a series of moans and gasps. As her internal convulsions ceased Xena took the bard into her arms and held onto her while her body continued to tremble. After a few moments Gabrielle was finally able to speak.

"By the gods, that was incredible" she said breathlessly her whole body slick with perspiration.

"I’m sorry I can’t get those pressure points right on you." Xena smiled

"Don’t worry about it". Every time the poor bard tried she either caused pain or it had no effect at all. Xena gently kissed Gabrielle on the lips. She got up from their bed and walked across the room to the window. Gabrielle just stared at her with love in her eyes and a feeling of total satisfaction. She allowed the feeling to embrace her, but as she watched Xena, something caught her eye. Maybe she was imagining it, but it seemed like longing. ‘Could it be she was thinking of one of those desires she had to deny herself?’ Gabrielle felt her resolve to go through with her plan strengthen.

"Come back to bed Xena. I want to fall asleep in your arms." Xena turned to look at Gabrielle and there was nothing but love in her eyes. Xena returned to lie down, she ran a finger over Gabrielle’s mouth, running her fingers over the bruising.

"I’m so sorry."

Gabrielle took Xena’s hand and gently kissed it. "Please don’t be sorry. "

Xena sighed "It doesn’t seem to be bad, I think they’ll be gone by morning." She smiled woefully "I don’t deserve you."

Gabrielle winced. "We’ll you’ve got me. I love you Xena, more than words can express." They kissed again and the lovers fell asleep in each other’s arms.

The next morning Gabrielle was apprehensive. Their future together could change dramatically over the next couple of days. If she didn’t proceed she was sure their relationship wouldn’t last; she only hoped she was doing the right thing. Xena was already up and awake of course. She didn’t don her armor, but was staring out of the window in her leathers. Gabrielle looked over the sexy form for a few moments starting at the bare feet. Her eyes slowly worked their way up those shapely legs which disappeared under her skirt. Gabrielle thought about that tight ass then how much she liked to run her fingers over the firm midrift and finally cupping those exquisite breasts. Gabrielle donned a shift got out of bed and walked up behind the warrior and wrapped her arms around Xena’s waist. She trailed light kisses on Xena’s back right above the line of her leathers.

"Let’s get ready to leave now. I’m anxious to start our little getaway as soon as we can". Xena smiled

"Anything for you my Queen".

Two candlemarks later the couple emerged through the woods to a clearing that had a small picturesque cottage. There were wildflowers in bloom all around and a lake a few steps away. Gabrielle beamed at the sight. She looked over to her warrior and noted that even Xena was impressed, but she knew the warrior would never admit it. Gabrielle extracted a key from her pocket and the couple went inside. The place was small but cozy and most importantly secluded. Inside the main room were modest furnishings and a fireplace, then a bedroom with a big comfy looking bed. After they settled in Xena and Gabrielle spent the rest of the day exploring their surroundings and swimming in the lake. Afterwards they made love well into the night.

The next morning Gabrielle woke with butterflies in her stomach. She reached out and noted that Xena was not next to her, which wasn’t surprising, but her first words to Gabrielle were.

"I have a strange feeling." Silent alarms went off in Gabrielle’s head, she chided herself because she should have known Xena would sense something was about to happen. She had to think of something to try and side track the warrior. Gabrielle rose out of the bed and didn’t bother to cover herself as she usually did. Xena turned and eyed her appraisingly. Gabrielle walked over to her seductively, with the intent to distract Xena’s keen intuition.

"Have you finally gotten over your shyness?" Xena asked as she met the little blonde half way and ran a hand along her silken thigh.

"Xena, there’s no one around for miles, no one to possibly look through the window or wander upon our cottage, why shouldn’t I take advantage of this secluded place? They engaged in a sweet kiss. Gabrielle felt that first moment of excitement and knew she’d be wet in about a minute and lose all focus if they didn’t stop, so she ended the kiss.

"Want to go for a swim?"

Gabrielle looked around the room "Nah, for once there are no real chores, no place to go and I plan to enjoy it. I’m going back to bed."

Xena raised her eyebrows "Back to bed? You’ve got to be kidding, it’s past midday."

As Gabrielle climbed back in the bed she said "When we were exploring yesterday I found a patch of berries."

She smiled and Xena replied "I see, well make sure you pick some black ones while you’re out there, they’re my favorite."

Gabrielle just looked at her "Ha, ha."

Xena just flashed that winning smile, "Anything else you want while I’m gone my Queen" she added sarcastically.

Gabrielle crooked her head thoughtfully "Fresh eel would be nice… along with some wild flowers too."

Xena gave her ‘the look’.

"Ok, just the berries" conceded Gabrielle.

Xena stood there for a few moments and continued to eye her naked friend. "Since I’m going out, I think I’ll run through a few drills first. I’ll be back in a few hours. This way you can sleep without interruption for a while."

Gabrielle silently thanked every god she could think of. "Sure Xena, I really could use the rest."

Xena shook her head and leaned down to kiss Gabrielle before leaving. As Xena opened the door to leave Gabrielle called to her

"Xena, don’t forget the fruit is to the left."

Xena gave her a wry smile and again Gabrielle was thankful as she watched Xena exit the front door and saw her pass by the window on the left. Gabrielle jumped out of bed and began to get dressed so she could go and meet the person waiting for her in the woods to the right, or so she hoped.

Three candle marks later Xena entered the front door. Her body was gleaming with a thin veil of sweat and she held a small sack woven out of long straight leaves filled with fresh berries. Gabrielle was instantly excited, but her feelings were overshadowed with the presence of her guest. Xena was immediately on edge at the sight of Hercules.

"What’s happened?"

Gabrielle lowered her head for a second and then got up and approached Xena.

"Gabrielle! What’s going on here?" she asked in a softer tone.

Gabrielle embraced her. "It’s Ok Xena. I sent for him." Gabrielle continued to lightly rub Xena’s arm to keep her calm as she explained herself. "I know that you have desires that I don’t fulfill." Xena motioned to speak in protest, but Gabrielle raised her hand. "Please just let me finish. There are some desires that you have that I don’t fulfill. Don’t deny it, you can’t hide it… not from me… not anymore. I called Hercules because he is a trusted friend, and I know that you two were lovers for a brief time. I trust him and I know that you do too. Please stay with him in the cottage for the next three days and you do EVERYTHING with him that you desire. I do this, because I don’t want you to ever grow so full of longing that one day you leave me."

Xena looked stunned "Gabrielle, I would never…"

Gabrielle gently placed two fingers over Xena’s lips. "Xena, please… do this for me. Do this for us. Fulfill every longing, every desire with him so that you can get this out of your system… for now at least. And then I’ll come back to you."

Xena shook her head and watched as Gabrielle’s eyes started to fill a little with water. "Yes, you do this for me… OK?" Gabrielle put her arms around her and said, "I’ll be in town for the next three days. Then I will return", and she turned, picked up the bag waiting by the door and headed out without looking back.

Gabrielle swiftly walked across the field. As she entered the woods heading towards town she heard a familiar voice.

"Gabrielle"

‘Damn, didn’t he tell Hercules he’d wait for him in town?’ Her emotions were raw, but she buried her feelings, turned and greeted him. "Hey Iolaus."

He smiled broadly "Hiya. Heading towards town?" She nodded. "I was going to wait in the woods for Hercules’ return, but perhaps I’ll walk with you."

She motioned for him to follow "That’s a good idea. They’ll be busy for the next few days with their mission, so we can hang out together until then."

And the pair continued through the woods.

XXXXXX

Xena just stood in the doorway and watched Gabrielle’s retreating form, absorbing what just happened. Finally she closed the door, turned and looked over at Hercules. He was still sitting there in the exact same position where she originally found him. He smiled at her hesitantly, obviously not sure how to proceed. After a few moments, Hercules stood up and crossed the room and said

"uh… Hi."

Xena smirked and laughed a little inwardly as she shook her head. "Hi yourself. How did she rope you into coming here?"

He motioned her towards the table for them to sit. "She didn’t rope me. I care about you both. When she summoned me I came here without hesitation."

Xena sat down next to Hercules’ as he poured them each a cup of wine. "I see. And you didn’t find her request to bed me surprising?"

Hercules cleared his throat. "Well… I didn’t actually find out about that part until I got here. She made it very clear that I could walk away before you returned from your drills if I felt uncomfortable and that you didn’t even know about her plan."

Xena looked nonchalantly into her cup and then looked at Hercules seductively. "I see you’re still here."

Hercules’ countenance rose as he noted she was beginning to accept the idea. Hercules put his cup down and raised his hand to gently caress her cheek with the back of his hand. Xena closed her eyes at the intimate touch and leaned her head back slightly, giving into the sensation. She felt Hercules’ hot breath near her neck. ‘MMMMM he remembers’ she thought with delight as he ran light kisses down the length of her neck. She twinged slightly as her thoughts momentarily shifted to Gabrielle. ‘Oh Gabrielle I feel so guilty, but you’re the one who set this whole thing up. I guess you know me better than I thought. Gabrielle I will take advantage of this opportunity, and then I’m all yours’. Her thoughts changed to only pleasure as Hercules’ arm wrapped around her slim waist. She leaned into the embrace as he left her neck and came in for a deep and sensuous kiss.

Hercules’ heart started racing, it soared as the reality of his situation came into focus. This was no fantasy, no wish, no wet dream… here he was in the arms of the mortal goddess herself. The ‘goddess of desire’ as his half brother Ares had described her once. She was exactly as he remembered her; she had a feel that was different than any other woman because of the rock hard muscles beneath the softest skin. Gods how he dreamt of this moment, but part of him wanted to walk away afraid of the pain of separating from her again. Since she first walked out of his life onto her personal path of redemption his heart ached for her… longed for her like no other. He had never told anyone the way he really felt about her. In absolute truth his feelings for her were even stronger than for his deceased wife Deianiera, but Xena wouldn’t have him. The one woman he truly felt was his soul mate, his match. He had such dreams of fighting by her side each day and making love to her every night under the stars. He wouldn’t have to try to justify his lifestyle to her, because she understood the road and loved it as much as he did. He wouldn’t have to be concerned about getting home as often as possible because wherever they were would be home as long as she was by his side. But he saw every one of those dreams ride away just as suddenly as they, and she entered his life.

He married Serena because a small part of her reminded him of Xena. ‘Xena… Xena… Xena…’ he thought as he ran a hand along her thigh. Serena was also a warrior who was favored by Ares when she was the golden hind, and to add insult to injury he lost her too. But none of that mattered at this point. He wouldn’t think about how his heart hurt so bad he thought he could never recover from losing a woman who had once tried to kill him and had only been in his company a few days since her change of heart. Yes, he would forget the pain and think only of the pleasure of today. He broke their kiss for a moment and looked into the bluest most intense eyes he’d ever seen. Then he leaned back into another deep kiss, he pulled her even closer craving the feel of her, but instead there was her armor serving as a barrier between them. He pulled at the top of her breastplate

"Wanna get more comfortable?" he said as he looked at her with unbridled lust.

She smiled, stood and backed a few paces away from him. She reached behind her and slowly unhooked the breastplate which she silently placed on the table. She then turned her back to him, raised her arms and started gyrating her hips to some unheard music. Hercules found himself hardening by the second. She slowly removed her gauntlets and bracers and seemed to casually toss them, but each landed with precision next to the other by the wall. Hercules could tell she was really enjoying this. She finally turned around and leaned over to remove her boots. He watched her cleavage straining against the top of her leather dress.

Once her boots were removed she continued to seductively gyrate and dance around. The sight of her barefoot and armor-less moving her sexy body that way was more than Hercules could stand. He stood up and put his arms around her and started to kiss her hard. He picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her into the bedroom. He placed her on the bed, then stood and watched her lying there exuding sexuality. He moved to get on top of her and he was greeted by her bare foot on his chest, firmly holding him at bay. He looked at her questioning, surely she couldn’t change her mind this far into their sexual encounter; but she just looked at him and smirked.

"You’re turn" she said low and throaty.

Hercules looked at her and backed up as she pushed him away with her leg. Xena sat up slightly and rested herself on her elbows so she could have a clear view of the Greek half-god.

Normally he couldn’t imagine himself doing this in a million years, but for her he’d do almost anything. Hercules’ eyes never left her gaze as he called upon the skills taught to him by the Widow Twanky. He shuddered for a second at the thought, ‘better push her out of my mind quick or I’ll never keep it up’. And he couldn’t shame himself that way, especially in front of THIS woman. He looked over Xena’s supple body once more and let his desire for her take over as he slowly removed his garments. He didn’t exactly dance, but he tried to make his body look as appealing as possible. He flexed his powerful muscles and elongated each movement showing off his form. Once finished he stood before her naked. He started to move towards her, but she held up her hand. As he remained still, she stood and shed her remaining garments. Hercules felt breathless for a moment as he looked upon the absolute beauty of her naked form. She merely lay back on the bed looking him over. As he followed those ice blue eyes ogling him it just increased his desire. His cock was stiff as a board although they had barely done anything. She took in his form inch by inch.

After spending a long time eying his cock her gaze finally returned to his face and she smiled invitingly. He walked towards her as best he could and fought back every urge he had to take her immediately. He could have taken her by force, despite her skill he was bigger and stronger, but that would destroy anything they could ever have together, provided he lived through the experience. He stood before her at the edge of the bed as she raised her leg against him again, but this time she ran her foot along his chest. He put his hands on the long muscular leg and began to caress it, enjoying the length and the softness of her skin. He grabbed her foot and began to reverently kiss the sole. He slowly ran his tongue over the underside of her foot until he reached her toes. He slowly covered her toes with his mouth sucking and licking them. He shifted his attentions and slowly traveled the length of her foot again, and continued up her leg and thigh until he reached her center. ‘Sooooo long’ he thought. He closed his eyes and put his nose between her legs and inhaled her essence... gods how he wanted her. He never found another woman who smelled as she did. Most women smelled so foul down there, but not her. Even after a sweaty workout it was a sweet musky scent that continued to fuel his desire. He stuck out his tongue and began to lick and taste her. He heard her moan, and it invigorated him. He kept at it, spending long moments sucking on her clit. Her hips started to rock as her passion mounted. He lowered his attentions focusing on her swollen lips. He continued taking in every part of her nether region until he felt her body start to convulse. Her back arched and she began writhing and shaking. He held her in place with his mighty arms. He gazed into her face and with her look of pleasure he almost came. But he exerted his super human strength and willed his cock to stop. He couldn’t blow this shot, if he ever had a chance of getting her back, it would be now. He vowed to spend this time doing everything within his power to please her, to make her never want to spend another night without him.

His mouth and chin were covered with her sweet juices which glistened in the candlelight. He continued his ministrations by laying his lips on the area where her lower hairline started and, he could feel another convulsion shooting through her body. Higher and higher he kissed and tasted with his tongue. In his climb up her body, he spent quite a bit of time suckling her perfect breasts, up to her chin and finally back to her succulent mouth. Xena opened her mouth wide and allowed Hercules to lay claim to it. She gave herself over to him and enjoyed the taste of herself on his lips. It reminded her of Gabrielle, ‘Gabrielle. I’m so sorry for these desires of mine, but I won’t take your sacrifice for granted.’ She abruptly broke off their kiss and looked at Hercules with an expression that the casual observer might have mistaken for rage or battle lust.

Her eyes aflame she simply said… "Fuck Me!"

Hercules didn’t think it was possible, but he became even more aroused. With the tone of her command, he knew soft and gentle was over. He now understood that this joining was to be wild and savage. He roughly pushed her further back onto the bed and then plunged into her depths. He moved inside her, putting his all into pleasing her. He closed his eyes for a moment, in the rapture of the act, and he suddenly felt disoriented. When he opened his eyes again he was flat on his back. It took his mind a moment to realize what happened; she had flipped him over in a move so fast, he barely felt it. And there she was on top of him, moving hard and fast as she dug her nails into his chest. He concentrated himself on making sure that he stayed firm, then he realized he was being ridden like a horse. She lifted her hand and whacked him hard in the ass, and his suspicion was confirmed. ‘Well if it’s a ride you want, that’s what you’ll get’ he thought. He thrust upward harder and harder and he was rewarded again and again by slaps on his ass. Then she simply froze, her entire body tensed and he watched the ripples in her body as she came. He finally allowed himself to release as he watched her come and let his body release inside of her. The intensity of the act, the feel of her around his cock, it was the best orgasm he’d ever had. She finally pitched forward and fell on top of him. She lay there against him breathing hard as Hercules’ member continued to fill her with his passion. He cupped her ass with both hands and just enjoyed it as his body released its last and he felt himself softening again. ‘Damn’ he thought, ‘I can’t lose her again, I just can’t’. Xena rolled off of him and lie next to him silently staring at the ceiling.

"Is everything ok Xena?"

"Fine."

"You seem to have something on your mind. Do you want to do it again? After all I am here to please you. I’m not tired at all. Let me know your desires Xena, I’ll do anything."

"Sure." Replied Xena sarcastically.

"I’m serious Xena, I’m here to please you. Just tell me what you want."

She sat up and looked at Hercules. Her face serious and her eyes devoid of all warmth. "I hope your prepared to back up those words."

He sat up confidently "Oh, I am."

Xena raised an eyebrow at him. "You look like you’re feeling mighty sure of yourself. A slave shouldn’t be so cocky."

Hercules opened his mouth to answer, but he only got out one syllable when he was backhanded in the mouth.

"I didn’t give you permission to speak!" Hercules’ surprise was apparent on his face. Xena moved from off the bed and walked to her gear. Hercules just lay there watching her. He was a little confused by her actions. After a moment or two she stood with something in her hand. He couldn’t quite make out what it was in the dimming light.

"Get up" she commanded "And stand up over there." Xena indicated a spot in the center of the bedroom.

Hercules sat up and shrugged "Ok". As he approached the indicated spot he was backhanded again.

"What did you just say?" she said as she grabbed his wrists and wrapped them both with a thick rope.

"I said Ok."

Xena threw the other end of the rope over a rafter in the ceiling of the cottage and pulled until Hercules’ arms were suspended over his head. She made sure there was plenty of slack, but he wouldn’t be able to lower his arms.

She secured the other end of the rope, turned to him and asked "Ok, what?"

Hercules looked around a moment. Xena just stood there expectantly waiting for an answer. Her whip was in her hand and she stood moving its coils around in her fingers. He’d heard about this type of sexual game, but had never been a participant. He tried to remember some of the stories he’d heard.

Hercules answered hesitantly. "Ok, Mistress?"

Xena’s stance relaxed slightly. "Very good. There might be hope for you yet. But I suspect you don’t have the respect for me that you should."

With that statement Xena gave him ‘the pinch’. He was surprised and just as vulnerable as any mortal to its effects. Although it had only been a second or two, he started to panic from being in such a helpless position and he started to pull at the rope. He would have snapped it in a second or two, but Xena’s voice stopped him.

"Do not break the rope Slave!"

The tone of her command was such that Hercules immediately stopped.

"Do you trust me?"

"Yes." he replied breathlessly.

"Good. Then relax and yield yourself over to me."

She stood there for a few more seconds, adding tension to the moment and then released him. He swooned slightly as the blood rushed to his brain, but the rope firmly held him vertical. Hercules looked at her, his equilibrium now restored. His emotions swam around him. He couldn’t recall a time he was ever immobilized to that degree while he still had his power. The experience was unsettling, almost frightening, but oh so erotic. He couldn’t explain his feelings, if anything he should have been angry but instead because he loved her and trusted her all he wanted to do was incur the favor of his mistress.

Xena eyed the most powerful man in the world and felt satisfied that she had put him in his place. And when she looked at how hard his cock was she knew he appreciated the experience. She lightly touched the throbbing organ, and he closed his eyes in pleasure. Now he was truly at her mercy and they both knew it. His helpless state stimulated him in ways he couldn’t imagine. His heart started racing he began sweating and it seemed that all the blood in his body rushed straight to his cock, before Xena ever fondled him. Her light caresses, the smell of sex on her, her power over him were all aphrodisiacs. Xena held the handle of the whip up and ran it over his powerful chest. She pressed it against the length of his cock and he groaned.

"Don’t you even think about cumming without my permission." He hadn’t even thought about it until she mentioned it. And when she did, the urge to cum was overwhelming. But he would obey her, he would show her how strong he could be. She circled him slowly, seductively. The tip of the whip handle never left contact with his body, its slow progression in circling him was driving him mad. From time to time Xena would caress him somewhere or pinch him on the nipples, the ass or tip of his cock. She finally stopped the circling and stood in front of him.

"Ready to get fucked?" He was about to reply ‘yes’ when her words finally clicked in his head ‘get fucked?’. She must have said it wrong.

After a moment of silence "I’m talking to you slave, are you ready?"

"You mean fuck you?" he said questioningly.

"Such insolence" she said calmly. Then she smacked him across the face.

"I’ll show you the punishment for not respecting your Mistress" she said slowly, her voice dripping with seduction. She stood behind him and he turned his head so he could see what she was doing.

"Did I give you permission to look?" Hercules’ turned his head immediately

"No Mistress. I’m sorry Mistress."

"Ah, I see you’re learning, however it’s too late to save you from your punishment."

Xena coiled most of the length of the whip around her hand, so it was the length of a riding crop. She stood on Hercules’ side and put her hand around his throbbing cock. She clasped his organ firmly and moved her hand up and down the shaft a couple of times. When she saw his body relax into the rhythm she let the shortened whip go across his ass. Hercules jumped in surprise, but Xena continued steadily working his cock. She continued to run the whip across his backside. Hercules felt dizzy with this new sensation of intense pleasure and pain. He felt so helpless. Not just to Xena, but to his own emotions and the reactions of his body.

"Mistress" Hercules called out breathlessly "May I cum?"

Xena never stopped her ministrations, but she replied unceremoniously "No!"

She continued to watch his face and body closely. He looked like he was nearing the end of his control, and Xena decided he’d had enough. She stood back from him and observed him. He whimpered briefly when Xena’s hand left his cock. It was still rock hard and now his ass, lower back and thighs were covered in light red marks and welts. His breathing was hard. Xena went back to her gear to find a couple of things she’d brought for Gabrielle. She pulled out a wooden phallus that was covered in smooth brown leather and a small vial of massage oil. She strapped it onto her thighs and held the smooth instrument of pleasure in her hands for a moment. It was smaller than average, just perfect for Gabrielle’s narrow opening. She had planned to introduce it to Gabrielle during their getaway, but now she’d initiate it in Hercules’ ass.

She grabbed a short stool in the corner, walked over to Hercules’ prone form and silently placed the stool down behind him, but did not stand on it. She put a generous amount of oil on her hand and rubbed it over his ass. He sighed at the soothing sensation. It was such a relief over his burning skin. He thought her only purpose behind him was to take care of his wounds. Then he noticed she spread his cheeks and began to put what he thought was salve over his opening. He was curious why when there’s no way the whip could have touched him there. She put her index finger at his opening and slowly inserted the finger. He shifted with surprise. She withdrew it and added more oil. She moved her finger in and out several times preparing him. This isn’t so bad he thought. Then felt something larger, much larger. In reflex he completely stiffened. ‘how many fingers was she using?’

Xena had stepped up on the stool, and was able to work most of the phallus into him. He felt one hand on his hip, and when he felt the other it confirmed that she was no longer using her fingers to enter him. She slowly began to ride him from behind, firmly she clasped his hips to hold him steady. Having the most powerful man in the known world in this position, and at her mercy made her so wet. She leaned forward, pressing her breasts into his back. She wrapped her arms around his chest and roughly pinched his nipples and she continued to work the phallus in and out of him. As her excitement mounted she sunk her nails into his chest. She pulled out of him but still held herself again his back. She stepped off the stool and walked in front of him. She stood there fingering the oil-slicked phallus as she watched him. Her nipples were erect, her eyes dilated with passion and when Hercules looked down her body he saw the wetness glistening on the inside of her thigh. She stepped forward and let the artificial penis rest against his. As they gently rubbed together she heard Hercules moan. Now she’d had enough and she needed to feel him deep inside her again. She unhooked her artificial male member and jumped onto him. Her legs wrapped around his waist, her arms around his neck. She slowly lowered herself onto his throbbing cock. Hercules felt all the wetness on the inside of her thighs. Over and over she moved herself on him. Once she had her fill she decided to have pity on him.

"Slave, you may cum" she said breathlessly. She was nearing the edge. She came hard as she screamed. She fell against him which caused Hercules to explode into her. At that moment Hercules snapped his bonds like thread and grabbed hold of her so she wouldn’t fall. He just held her tightly in his arms as his cock continued to fill her.

Hercules pulled out of her and carried her to the bed and gently lay down holding her till she was comfortably resting on top of him. For a time they both just lay there in that position enjoying the closeness. Xena felt a little guilty, but very loved at the same time. She needed this kind of release from time to time and she just couldn’t handle Gabrielle this roughly. But she was so grateful that Gabrielle loved her enough to give her this. Although it would have been even better if Gabrielle had gotten a woman too she mused but she was sure Gabrielle would cringe if she found out what a threesome was. She mused to herself, ‘Gabrielle said she wouldn’t be back for three days. I’m gonna use this time to really get this out of my system… for now anyway. Oh yeah son of Zeus’ she thought, ‘you are going to need every ounce of strength you have’. And she felt Morpheus come for her as she rolled off of him and snuggled up again his side with a smile on her face. ‘Oh yeah, every ounce’.

XXXXXX

Gabrielle and Iolaus spent the rest of the day leisurely strolling towards the town. Gabrielle tried to make pleasant conversation, but her mind was preoccupied. ‘By the gods’ she thought, ‘have I made a terrible mistake? I didn’t get another woman because I didn’t want any chance of competition, but what if Hercules can’t satisfy her? Or what if she likes it too much and doesn’t want me anymore?’

"Do you know anything about this special mission that Xena needs Hercules for?"

Gabrielle just looked down at the ground and concentrated on keeping her face from turning red. "Um no. I just know that his special skills we’re required for a mission of the greatest secrecy." ‘Good save Gabrielle. I can’t believe I said that with a straight face. Come on gotta keep it together, because I’m just not ready to spill my guts to Iolaus’.

"Let’s just forget about it. I mean, I’m only her sidekick. I don’t always know the details of what’s going on".

Iolaus reached out and touched Gabrielle’s arm. "Just her sidekick!? Gabrielle, believe me I know how you feel, mainly because I’m in the exact same situation. My skills, my accomplishments, my contributions are often ignored in the presence of Hercules, but promise me this, that you’ll never think of yourself as ‘JUST’ a sidekick. Hell, from what I’ve heard Xena would have turned back to a murderous warlord if it weren’t for you."

Gabrielle was surprised by Iolaus’ impassioned response to her statement. Then she remembered what a comfort Iolaus could be since they share the special bond of helping these heroes. Her heart was glad, because suddenly she didn’t feel quite so alone. Then she laughed to herself ‘the only thing that would really make Iolaus understand would be if he and Hercules were in love. What a thought!’. She couldn’t stop herself from blushing that time, but didn’t fight quite so hard against it since she could explain it as being embarrassed by Iolaus’ compliment. Upon their arrival at the town’s Inn Gabrielle separated very quickly from Iolaus despite his pleadings to share dinner and a drink. For once she wasn’t hungry, although the drink was tempting because it might help her take her mind off of Xena, but instead she chose to go to her room and shower her pillow with tears at the thought of her Xena in the arms of someone else.

** Day Two **

Xena woke up late, almost an hour past dawn, and was startled at the sight of the figure lying next to her. She naturally expected it to be Gabrielle, but then everything came flooding back into her mind. Her heart ached for Gabrielle, but her memories of yesterday evening were pretty damn good. She noted the red marks and scratches all over his chest and hickeys around his neck. She knew his backside would be several times worse. ‘Nothing to worry about’ she thought, she learned many years ago about a salve that would hide the evidences of her sexual tastes. It was good for many things so she always kept some with her. Hercules would look good as new when it was time for him to go back to society, but his skin would be as sensitive as all Tartarus. ‘I’m worth it’, she thought. She sank back into the bed and let the afterglow sweep over her like an ocean wave, and she smiled slightly. She hadn’t noticed that Hercules’ eyes had opened and he just lay there admiring her beauty. Almost as if she had a sixth sense she turned towards Hercules and looked him directly in the eyes.

The lust she saw there would have been apparent to a blind man. He embraced her and kissed her deeply. She opened her mouth and readily received him. Their tongues performed a dance together as they explored each other. The dance became as a battle as the kisses intensified. Xena began biting at Hercules lips. When she pulled away his lips were slightly swollen and bruised and she suspected hers were the same. The sight increased her carnal desires and she attacked his neck with kisses and bites to replace the fading ones from yesterday. Hercules’ strong hands began kneading Xena’s breasts roughly. He occasionally pinched her very erect nipples. Hercules pulled away from Xena’s lips and lowered his head to take her nipples into his mouth. Her breasts were swelling with her desire as her nipples became even harder. Hercules flattened his hand and ran his palm over the hard tip of her nipple. Hercules’ sensual nurture of her breasts was starting to make her cum; her hands were clawing at Hercules’ forearms. Soon he would have marks there too, to match the ones on his chest. He moved her over so she lay on her stomach, then got behind her. He ran his fingers over her back, gently caressing the flesh. He moved downward and kissed the delicate slope of her back, then continued even lower until he reached her ass. He caressed and kneaded the fleshy mounds, placing kisses all over her ass cheeks. Then he used his strong arms to lift up her hips so she was on her knees.

He let her go and gave her a chance to change the position if she wanted, and he smiled when she didn’t. He ran his hands over her perfect ass again. She spread her legs for him, her sex dripping with anticipation. Hercules did not disappoint as he plunged into her depths from behind. Hercules kept a firm grip on her hips setting their pace. Xena was thoroughly enjoying herself, but she wanted to feel Hercules’ chest at her back just like Borias used to do it. Xena raised her upper body, leaned back and grabbed one of Hercules arms pulling his torso forward. Their pace never slowed, but Hercules got the hint and soon he was bent forward, his arms now resting on the mattress. He wasn’t able to grip her as he wanted, but this position allowed him better access to her breasts as he steadily rocked her from behind. He put his face to her neck, burying his face in the shimmering black hair. Xena increased the power of her thrusts and Hercules followed suit. Soon she could hear as well as feel his balls hitting against her. She was close to cumming. As she came she reached upward and grabbed a handful of his hair. When they both came they pitched forward. They briefly dozed with Hercules gently resting against Xena’s back. It was just a brief brake before they had sex again.

XXXXXX

Meanwhile, Gabrielle had managed to keep the now annoyingly upbeat Iolaus at bay by making up some lame excuse about a muse for writing keeping her busy. As Gabrielle sat in a secluded meadow just outside of town she thought about what Xena would say if she knew she had spent her entire day sulking. The more she thought about it, the more she realized that Xena would not be happy about her moping around. ‘I wonder what Xena is doing right now?’ An image of Xena and Hercules rolling around in the throes of passion flashed through her mind and she shuddered. She pushed the heart-breaking image out of her mind and decided to take her mind off things by finding Iolaus and taking advantage of his company. As they spent the early evening talking and laughing she realized she had forgotten just how charming he could be, and what a cute smile he had. That evening after dinner she joined him in his room when the Inn’s tavern became too noisy. After the close contact all afternoon Iolaus put his arm around Gabrielle as they lay sprawled out across his bed.

"I think this is the first time I’ve been in a bed with a woman that I was just friends with."

Gabrielle’s brow furrowed a little. "You make it sound like a very long list."

Iolaus replied "We’ll I’ve certainly had my share. But you, you are so cute. You must have a long line of lovers and broken hearts trailing behind you."

Gabrielle just looked inwardly for a moment and answered "Well there’s only been one man and we were together for a very short time".

Iolaus just looked at her as if trying to figure something out. "If there was only one, that must have been your husband. But Hercules told me that he died the day after you were married".

Gabrielle nodded and thought of poor Perdicus and how she felt responsible for his death.

"You mean you were with your husband that one night and you haven’t been with a man since?" Gabrielle looked at her boots and tried really hard to act casual. "I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to pry, I’m just surprised".

Gabrielle shrugged her shoulders. "Don’t apologize. After all being on the road all the time doesn’t give me much time for relationships and I just can’t fathom the idea of sex with a stranger no matter how I feel."

Iolaus’ eyes lit up as he realized his good fortune. "Gabrielle you are a beautiful and vibrant young woman and you shouldn’t deny yourself that kind of pleasure."

Sensing where this was going Gabrielle started deciding how far she wanted to go. Iolaus felt comfortable around Gabrielle, especially after spending the last day and a half with her and the words just slipped out of his mouth naturally.

"Let me make love to you."

Gabrielle’s first thought was to run, but she thought she might give it a try, perhaps she would learn something that could help her better fulfill Xena’s needs. By this point Iolaus took Gabrielle’s silence as a passive yes. He lowered his hand from her shoulder towards her breast as he leaned in for a kiss. She didn’t move away, but didn’t respond at first either. The kiss was so different, it had been well over a year since she had kissed anyone but Xena. He was rough, as he started pulling at her top. Once he had it off he pulled on her skirt until it was also gone. She was starting to get annoyed at his lack of consideration; he almost ripped her skirt. She was about to protest, but when she opened her mouth he attacked it again. Her mouth was filled with his probing tongue. It was irritating, it was like he never stopped moving. Touching her, grabbing her, pinching her and occasionally caressing. She thought to herself she might enjoy this better if he slowed down or got her more in the mood or something. In his actions it was as if all that mattered was his pleasure, and she was just the means of archiving his goal. Then she felt her underwear being pulled down. She suddenly found her mouth free to speak her protests, but it was too late. She was about to say Iolaus but all she got out was the "ee" sound when she felt a burning sensation between her legs. Iolaus never bothered to try to tune into her body and had no idea that she was barely wet, nor was she used to being entered by something so wide. Her tender Xena never used more than two slender fingers to give her pleasure.

She grimaced at the pain but Iolaus took it as a sign of pleasure. She lay there listening to him grunt as he moved in and out of her. She closed her eyes and tried to understand what pleasure was supposed to be derived from this bestial act. Less than a minute later she felt him tense up and become rigid and she saw a look on his face so strange, it took all of her resolve to keep from laughing. He exhaled and pushed up off of her and rolled over onto the other side of the bed. His cock was still exposed through the crotch of the pants that he never bothered to remove; he was panting and still breathing hard.

After a few moments he turned to her and said "See what you’ve been missing. Too bad I won’t always be around to satisfy you."

She took a deep breath and concentrated on her best face. On her wedding day Xena told her that men needed to hear that they were good in bed. "Oh yeah, it was great. I’m really tired so I’m going back to my room now."

She started to dress as quickly as possible and was surprised to find that Iolaus was pretty much asleep. She headed towards the door and took one last look back at him. He looked content and deeply asleep at this point. She went back to her room, and for the first time understood what Xena meant when she said there was a difference between having sex and making love. She missed Xena’s gentle caressing touch, the whispers of love in her ear and the way every sense in her body exploded at once under Xena’s careful ministrations. She wished she was in the arms of her lover now, and she comforted herself with the thought that she would be heading back to Xena the day after tomorrow.

XXXXXX

At the same moment in the little cottage in the woods it was as if no time had passed, the couple was still lying in bed.

Hercules looked at Xena "You’re not tired are you?"

She looked him directly in the eye, "I’ve been in bed all day, how could I be tired."

Hercules simply sighed, "Well it’s not exactly like we’ve been resting."

She looked at him seductively "How true. I’m not tired at all, although I am hungry."

Hercules looked around, and for the first time remembered that Gabrielle told him there was a supply of dried meat, cheese, bread and fresh fruit.

"Well, I think I can fix that."

Hercules got up and began to assemble a little of everything found on two plates. Xena watched the taut muscles move under his skin as he moved around, she especially watched his ass and noted the slashes and bruises. The scratches on his back were deep. The casual observer might have thought Hercules had fought a panther rather than had an evening of passion. When his back was turned she swiftly and silently got out of the bed and walked up behind him giving him a pinch on the ass.

He jumped a little and looked at her. "Don’t you think you’ve left enough marks on my behind?" he said playfully.

"Well, do you want to stop now?" she replied. Her voice held a note of seriousness.

He stood up straight at the comment and said seriously "Not on your life."

And the two burst into laughter as they stood there picking at the food. Xena turned solemn for the moment. "Did I hurt you last night?"

Hercules shrugged "Nothing I couldn’t handle."

Xena shook her head, her face riddled with concern. "Did you enjoy yourself?"

Hercules put his arm around Xena sensing her internal conflict. He opened his mouth to respond, but she continued.

"You don’t understand. That type of sexual game is supposed to be agreed upon beforehand by both parties. This ensures that it is a pleasurable experience for everyone. I just sorta lost my head last night and just started…" Xena’s voice trailed off.

Hercules gently rubbed her shoulders as she started to pick at the food on the plate.

"Have you ever done anything like that before?"

Hercules frowned "Can’t say as I had, but I’d heard stories."

Xena looked away from him. "It’s OK, I really did enjoy it. I’d like it if we did it again... Mistress"

Xena’s eyes were the only thing that revealed her emotions. "Well that’s good to hear, but we need to lay down ground rules. A slave/master relationship is a sacred trust. For one, there’s always an end to the game, no matter how intense it is at the moment."

Hercules looked intrigued. "Really?"

"Oh yes" she replied. "If at any time it stops being pleasurable for you, you say a particular word, a safe word and the game is immediately stopped. Whether it continues or not is dependent on what you and your partner decide."

"What’s the word?"

"The most commonly used word is ‘Mercy’, but I’ve found it’s more intimate if you choose your own word. Something special between the two of us that wouldn’t have meaning for anyone else." Hercules sat thinking for a moment or two

"Well what word do you and Gabrielle have?" Xena looked strained for a moment

"Gabrielle and I don’t do this. She was appalled when she first found out that having sex with another woman was possible. I think if she had any idea, if I ever asked her to… she’d be gone." Hercules didn’t think it was true and he could think of so many things he could say in the young bard’s defense, but he kept his mouth shut.

"How about… Hera."

Xena’s eyebrows rose in surprise. "Interesting choice".

Hercules ran his hand through her silken lochs. "This means I really don’t like what’s happening."

Xena nodded her head "Agreed."

She reached up and grabbed a handful of his hair roughly. It his initial shock Hercules only got the words "What did…" before his was smacked in the mouth.

"I didn’t give you permission to speak"

Hercules’ member instantly stiffened "Yes Mistress."

** Day three **

Gabrielle was awakened by a knock at the door. She popped her head up and realized that it was nearly midday. She groaned as she got out of the bed. It still hurt between her legs and she just wasn’t sleeping well; Xena may be the toughest warrior in the known world, but she also made the most comfortable pillow. While still only in her shift she opened the door, not yet clearly thinking as she was in a sleepy fog. And there he was, beaming and looking quite pleased with himself

"Still in bed huh? Well, I guess I must have really worn you out last night."

Gabrielle just looked away for a moment and without warning Iolaus put his arms around her and came in for a kiss. She didn’t respond, and he didn’t seem to notice.

"How about a morning romp?"

He said as his hand moved over her buttocks. Within seconds he was under her shift and once again pulling at her underwear. ‘Not again!’ Gabrielle’s mind screamed and she lifted her hands to his chest and pushed with all her might.

"Hey what gives? Don’t you want another taste of the Iolaus love fountain?" he said as he ran his hand over his crotch.

Trying to be as nice as possible, she smiled "I don’t think so. Last night was nice, really it was, but I don’t want to do this again. I value our friendship too much."

Despite her smile and gentle let down Gabrielle could see a tinge of hurt in Iolaus’ face.

"Let me get cleaned up and we can go and get some lunch."

One quality that everyone loved about Iolaus was the way he bounced back so quickly no matter the situation, and this was no exception.

"Sure thing Gab. I’ll go and wait in my room, you knock on the door when you’re ready." Gabrielle gave him another bright smile, but this one was genuine.

"Sure thing"

Meanwhile Iolaus went back to his room and stood looking out the window and thought to himself ‘Why is it so hard to get any woman to have sex with me more than once?’ He still had a partial hard on after seeing Gabrielle in that shift. ‘Boy she has a great body. I wish I could have just touched those sweet titties one more time.’ So he took matters into his own hand and started to relieve himself. He finished just moments before that knock on the door. He thought, ‘I am now ready to face the day’. The two spent the rest of the day laughing and talking. The longer the day went on the more Gabrielle’s spirits lifted, because she could see the light at the end of the tunnel. She was going to the cottage tomorrow, to reclaim what was hers. And this evening ended much more pleasantly, at least as far as Gabrielle was concerned. She still didn’t sleep that night, but it wasn’t out of being uncomfortable, she was awake with the excitement of a child on winter solstice eve.

XXXXXX

Xena woke mid morning, but not because she was rested, it was because she was so uncomfortable. She sat up and looked herself over. After two days of fucking with Hercules all over the cottage she was dirty. She smelled of sweat and sex. When she shifted her position she could feel some of his cum dried on the inside of her thigh and various other places. She absentmindedly ran a hand through her hair, and came to a patch of hair stuck together. She lifted it up to find the problem and groaned as she realized there was cum in her hair too. Our princess was many things, but dirty was never one of them.

As she moved to get out of the bed, Hercules grabbed her arm. "Where are you going?"

He pulled her back toward him and she kissed him then got out of the bed. "I’m going to the lake, I need to get clean."

His eyes again reflected that lustful state that he always seemed to be in now, and he said

"I’ll join you" as his mind began to swim with possibilities.

Xena looked at the food that was left out last night. ‘What a mess’ she thought. Usually Gabrielle was around to keep things tidy. Hercules picked up a fresh sack of food

"Let’s take this with us." She shrugged her shoulders

"OK". Hercules turned to find his pants, when he saw the light of the open door fill the room. He turned and in surprise he saw the naked Xena walk out.

"Xena, where are you going without your clothes?"

She looked at him questioningly. "To the lake."

Hercules just looked at her "Without your clothes?"

Xena just chuckled "Come on Hercules, there is no one around for miles and the lake is right behind the cottage. Besides, I have no shame for my body. Do you?"

He thought to himself for a moment "No."

She smiled "Come on then, let’s go".

Hercules grabbed the sack of food and some towels and a blanket then followed her out. The couple spent time in the water washing each other. And soon the washing turned into gentle caresses. And they took each other on the side of the lake, taking turns in various positions. When they were both finally, but temporarily sated Xena looked down at herself again, there was mud all over her. She smiled slightly as she looked into Hercules’ eyes. As they sat there staring into each others eyes, Hercules felt his heart bursting at the intensity of the stare from those crystal blue eyes.

"Here we go again" she said as she moved to stand up.

She noted that Hercules had a strange look on his face, like he just came out of a trance or something. ‘Is he falling for me again?’ Xena pushed the thought out of her mind, not willing to let it interfere with her carefree mood. ‘I’ll deal with it later’.

After a second washing, the couple left the water and lay in the grass. Hercules finally opened the sack for a makeshift picnic while letting their two perfect bodies dry off together in the heat of the sun. Hercules lay back on the grass and folded his arms behind his head, just enjoying these precious moments. After lying out there for about a candle mark, Xena felt desire rise in her again. Perhaps it was the energy gained from eating, but she wanted more. She stood up, and walked in front of him and began to stretch her taut body. Hercules watched her breasts heave as she arched her back and raised her arms towards the sky. He focused on the perfect breasts and how the nipples hardened when the breeze blew. She turned her head and looked at him directly in the eyes and he saw the desire smoldering there. ‘Oh, boy’ The son of Zeus had more stamina than any mere mortal, but even he had his limits. After two and one half days his manhood wasn’t responding. He wanted her, but he wasn’t sure he could perform for her again so soon. He resolved that he would not disappoint her.

"Come here!" he said with a confidence he did not feel.

She walked over and stood next to him he then grabbed her leg and guided it up so that she was now straddling his chest and he slowly pulled on her leg, motioning her to come down. As he did he pulled her forward so that she was now positioned directly over his face. He inhaled her essence deeply and began to pleasure her with his mouth. He had not pleasured her in this way since their first time together, and he only hoped that she wouldn’t demand more as she did that first night.

He put everything into it and finally he felt her body convulsing, but this time he didn’t stop, he just continued his ministrations. He continued until he felt her start to move away. Xena moved into position right next to him and lay down at his side. After a few moment she suddenly sat up.

"What’s wrong?" asked Hercules. She seemed to be focused on something he was not aware of, then spoke to the air

"Show yourself you pervert. I know you’re here!"

At once a blue flash appeared in front of them, and there was Ares. Hercules was a little surprised, he normally would have noticed Ares was around, but he was distracted with Xena.

"Did you get a good show?" she asked him wryly as she stood up to stand toe to toe with him as if she were regaled in full armor.

‘Damn’, Ares thought. ‘That’s what I love about this woman’. He looked her up and down appreciatively as she stared at him defiantly.

"Did my LITTLE brother please you? You know Xena, if you were in the mood for an alternative to your little friend I would have been more than happy to pleasure you for as long as you wanted. And as a god I wouldn’t tire as he apparently has from the looks of that last performance".

Normally Hercules would have been enraged, but he was just too hurt by the attack on his manhood.

"Listen to me Ares, I don’t care if you were the last male in the known world, I would never even allow you to put one finger on me."

He smiled "My finger wasn’t what I had in mind."

She walked over to where Hercules was and sat down next to him, she gently grabbed Hercules’ hand and moved it over her body sensuously.

"Even if he isn’t a god he has something you’ll never have."

And she turned and laid a deep kiss on Hercules and just as she predicted when she came up for air he was gone. She sat up on her haunches and closed her eyes for a moment as if she was listening for something, but really she was opening herself up to see if she could still feel the presence of her nemesis. She smiled and turned to Hercules

"He’s gone". Hercules felt the need to explain himself to her and Xena could sense it. As he was about to speak Xena just gave him a look to silence him.

"Let’s just forget all about him. He was never here. Agreed?"

He smiled "Agreed". Most of their last evening together was spent just lying in each other’s arms and talking.

Xena’s turned to Hercules "This has been great. I didn’t realize how much I missed this kind of abandon during sex. I love Gabrielle, believe me I do, but I have to be careful with her. There’s so much she’s never experienced, and never done. And I have to admit, that I’m afraid to try to show her... afraid that when she finds out the extent of my sexual tastes she’ll be so disgusted that she’ll leave me."

Hercules ran a finger down her cheek. "Let’s not talk about that now. The only thing that matters now is that at this moment you are satisfied and happy."

She smiled "That I am".

Hercules cleared his throat, "Let’s see how much happier you can get my Mistress".

Xena smiled at the thought of all that her slave would perform for her that night.

** The Reunion **

Hercules awoke and watched Xena soundly sleeping in his arms. How lovely he thought as he looked into her serene face. He took the time to run his hands lightly over her silken hair.

When she woke he simply said "Hey their sleepy head."

She looked around then into Hercules’ eyes "Hey yourself".

Now that she was awake he could take care of his needs. He started to kiss her and press his hard cock against her thigh.

"Do you think we’ll put on some clothes today?"

She looked at him slyly "I’d bet on it".

He smiled and looked at her in a puzzled way "Why do seem so certain. Did you want to go to town or something today?"

Now it was Xena’s turn to be puzzled. "Hercules, Gabrielle is coming back today."

XXXXXX

It was midday when Gabrielle and Iolaus reached the cottage. They could have arrived earlier, but Iolaus insisted on eating breakfast at the Inn before they left. As they walked to the cottage together her heart was pounding so hard she thought Iolaus would hear it. Her mind raced with the questions that had been haunting her the past three days. Did she do the right thing? Did she save her relationship, or destroy it? All of her questions would be answered soon enough, and she hoped she could live with the answers. She spotted the clearing for the cottage ahead. Two figures were lying in the grass. Obviously Xena and Hercules; ‘I hope they’re not still fooling around’ she thought. As the couple grew closer she realized that they were both leaning back on their elbows and talking. ‘I guess that’s a good sign’. When they were within range where Gabrielle could see that smile she had been pining for the last three days, and she lost all dignity. She broke out into a dead run and practically pounced onto Xena. She began to kiss her hard and deep, oblivious to the fact that Iolaus had now caught up to them and was standing there.

At first Iolaus just thought they were embracing, but when he realized that they were in the midst of a very passionate kiss, his eyes grew wide and his jaw dropped. He never saw Hercules get up and stand next to him, nor did he notice the very obvious pain on Hercules’ face. Gabrielle moved from that deep kiss that left them both panting and immediately put her face into Xena’s neck and began kissing on that special spot that would melt her warrior at anytime. As she began to kiss the crook of Xena’s neck, she felt the warrior arch her back in response and heard a slight moan escape her lips. As Gabrielle heard the favored response she increased the pressure and heard Xena call her name in a low and throaty voice. Gabrielle moved her hand to Xena’s knee and began to very quickly head straight between Xena’s legs. As she passed the folds of her skirt she felt Xena grab her hand. Finally Gabrielle looked up with a questioning face and looked into Xena’s eyes to find out what was wrong.

"Gabrielle, as much as I’d love to do this, I’d really rather not have an audience".

Gabrielle just gave her a questioning look and Xena motioned her head in the direction where Iolaus and Hercules were standing. Gabrielle’s eyes followed the direction Xena indicated. When she saw the two men she smiled sheepishly,

"Oops, I forgot about them" she said as she got up.

"Evidently" replied the Warrior as she stood and looked at the two men.

Xena had to hold herself back from laughing at Iolaus whose face held a look of dumbfounded and utter shock, but that bulge in his trousers told her even more. Then there was Hercules who looked like he’d just been punched in the gut. She looked him directly in the eyes and he felt his heart melting. He could see the love, so maybe she was staying with Gabrielle out of pity? ‘Damn’, he thought. ‘I can’t just let her walk out of my life again, not without a fight. If she loves me, she should be with me’. He walked towards Xena, and Gabrielle’s head popped up. He stood in front of her and looked into her eyes. He then grabbed her hand.

"You love me!" He said matter-of-factly. She looked him directly in the eyes and nodded. "Then stay with me."

Gabrielle eyes went wild, ‘HOW DARE HE?’. She ran up and stood between them, effectively separating them.

"Hercules? No! You…" He turned his gaze from Xena’s face

"Gabrielle, I’m sorry, but I have to do this. I’m in love with her, and I believe she loves me too. You understand don’t you." She pushed against Hercules’ chest backing him up a few paces.

"In love with her? She’s mine! You just came to satisfy a few errant desires… remember!?" Gabrielle started throwing punches and kicks at Hercules with all her might.

Iolaus’ eyes grew wide again as he finally understood the true nature of Hercules’ secret mission with Xena. Xena just put her head down for a moment and looked at the ground, she sighed, raised her head and was in full warrior mode. She stepped between the two putting them at arms length from each other. Hercules would never hit Gabrielle, but Gabrielle was surely giving him everything she had, but her blows had little effect on him. ‘Those hits would have leveled most soldiers’ Xena thought to herself with pride.

"Stop this NOW. Both of you." Her no nonsense tone made them both stand and pay attention to her.

Once she knew she had their attention her tone softened dramatically. "Listen, I need this to stop. You both mean so much to me, more than I could ever express. I do love you both, but my heart can only truly belong to one."

Everyone knew what was coming… the choice. Gabrielle’s heart started pounding again, and Hercules just held his breath. Gabrielle then suddenly spoke up. Her words were carefully spoken in measured tones, but the wavering in her voice betrayed her.

"Xena, please hear me out. I love you with all of my heart, but I want you to be happy above all else. Follow your heart and be happy" she said with the deepest sincerity.

Hercules then looked down uncomfortably, "I agree with Gabrielle. Follow your heart."

Xena smiled slightly. "Thanks, to you both."

She then turned and faced Hercules and took him by the hands. She then lifted his hands to her mouth and kissed his knuckles gently. Gabrielle just stood behind her, her face turning crimson as the tears fell freely from her eyes. She thought her heart would burst into a million pieces. ‘Be strong’ she told herself, ‘exit out of the picture gracefully’. She knew she could not keep traveling with Xena as her new lover lay beside her every night at the campfire. She wrapped her arms around herself and silently tried to pull herself back together.

Xena looked up into Hercules’ eyes, her eyes full of love and tenderness. "Hercules… you mean the world to me, and I would never be this happy if you hadn’t come along and changed my life. I wouldn’t be the person I am today… and I never would have found Gabrielle. I do love you, and you will always be a part of my heart; but my heart belongs to her."

Gabrielle unable to hold back all the range of emotions that had been swarming within her over the past three days began outright sobbing. Hercules didn’t even try to hide his pain, he simply took Xena in his arms and held her, committing to memory the feel of her body, the softness of her skin and the smell of her hair, because he knew that if Xena was ever in need again, Gabrielle would not be sending for him. He gently kissed her on the forehead and then let her go. Xena turned and then took Gabrielle in her arms, and tried to console her. She rocked her back and forth, cooing in her ear like you would a small child. Hercules then nodded to Iolaus that he was ready and turned to leave.

"Wait." Gabrielle said from within Xena’s embrace.

She stepped back and said to Xena "I’ll meet you inside the cabin."

Xena looked at her with great concern and wiped another stray tear from her cheek. "Are you sure?"

Xena noted how red and puffy Gabrielle’s face was, she looked spent. Gabrielle grabbed the hand and lightly kissed Xena’s palm. "Yeah, I’m sure."

The warrior turned and headed towards the cabin as Gabrielle prepared to face Hercules. Hercules stood where he was, but he stared at the ground not wanting to look Gabrielle in the eye.

"Hercules…" she started softly, carefully choosing her tone. "Before you go I want to tell you… no hard feelings". Hercules head shot up as he looked at her with disbelief she continued. "If our situations had been reversed I would have done the exact same thing without question".

He hugged Gabrielle "Take good care of her. And I am still here for you both... if you want me to be?"

Gabrielle smiled weakly "I do… we both do".

She turned and headed for the cabin, to the arms of her waiting lover. Hercules and Iolaus walked in silence into the forest, each in deep thought over the same scene, but from different perspectives. Halfway to the cabin Gabrielle turned and looked back to the disappearing forms of Hercules and Iolaus.

She whispered to herself "May the gods be with you Hercules... because I can’t imagine the pain of going on knowing she’s in the arms of another."

She turned and continued to the cabin, her spirits picking up already just thinking of how Xena would be in there waiting for her. Gabrielle walked into the cottage, her eyes red and she was still shaking. The second the door began to open, Xena was there and took Gabrielle in her arms and tried to kiss Gabrielle’s pain away. Xena wanted to put this episode behind them as soon as possible. She sat down with Gabrielle at the table and hoped to distract Gabrielle’s mind with some conversation.

"So, Gabrielle. You and Iolaus do anything interesting in town?"

Finis – April 2003

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