AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is a PWP (Plot? What Plot?) story, however, there's plenty of S-E-X and the kink gets fairly intense. If you think that might bother you even a little bit, please read someone else's story. If you decide to stay, a gentle reminder - this is all in good fun.
"She's got a crush on you," Gabrielle announced. Xena and Gabrielle were lying on the beach in the mid-day sun. Both women had returned from the cool lake, the water a perfect tonic for a scorchingly hot day. They leisurely took in Apollo's rays, neither of them anxious to put on their clothing. It was a welcome respite from the dank and miserable cold rain that had swept the landscape for the better part of a week and the crisp blue sky buoyed their mood considerably.
Gabrielle sank back into the soft blanket that protected them from the hot sand, enjoying the blistering heat on her wet naked flesh. Xena set aside her leather tunic and other accoutrements, arranging their belongings and her weapons in case anyone stumbled across the three women at the deserted lake. Nevertheless, she revelled in the heat that soaked up the water droplets that cascaded between her breasts.
"Oh, come on, don't be silly, Gabrielle. She just likes hanging around with us," Xena reasoned.
"Well, with you, anyway. I don't know, Xena, I think she wants to do more than just hang out. Do you see the way she looks at you with those brown round saucers? I swear you'd be dinner if those eyes were a tiger."
Xena smirked but denied everything. She propped herself on an elbow and took in the sight of the young girl who frolicked in the cool waters. She didn't want to admit to Gabrielle that she'd known all along that the young girl had a crush on her worse than Howar's. She simply didn't want Gabrielle to be jealous and so she kept her thoughts to herself. It was safer that way.
"I'll make a bet with you," Gabrielle offered.
Xena kept her eyes trained on the girl in the lake careful not to let her eyes betray the fantasies that danced before her. The girl was young, true, but not inexperienced, they all knew that. And although Xena and Gabrielle were careful not to reveal the exact nature of their relationship, Xena knew the young girl was no fool. And it wouldn't surprise Xena if the girl had already had female lovers of her own. She had certainly had a few men.
On the first night the three of them had camped out together, the girl had wanted to sleep next to Xena. The warrior was amused and flattered that Gabrielle and the girl fought over who would get such an honour. The girl won out in the end but only because Gabrielle had been unwilling to tell her that Xena was her lover and that they always slept next to one another. It was Gabrielle's loss.
Later, when Xena thought everyone was asleep, she felt the girl's hand on her side. At first, she thought maybe the girl had simply moved in her sleep but then the hand crept lower down her skirt until it found a resting place below her waist. For several moments, the girl languidly massaged Xena's ample bottom. The warrior didn't know what to do and kept herself as still as a statue, suddenly feigning sleep in the quiet night. Gabrielle was snoring peacefully, and she was afraid to acknowledge the girl's advances. So she did nothing. Eventually, the girl fell asleep but Xena slept little that night. Gratefully, nothing untoward had happened since.
In the meantime, she hadn't told Gabrielle about it because she didn't think there was anything to tell. She wasn't entirely sure what she'd felt and in the end, the whole thing could have gotten very messy. She did not want to have a jealous Gabrielle on her hands and it was possible she could have been mistaken about the girl's intentions. Nevertheless, it was a cute little fantasy she toyed with now and again.
"Okay, I'll bite," Xena said, still not taking her eyes off the young girl as she swam across the lake.
"I bet she won't admit it."
"Admit what?" Xena queried with feigned innocence.
"Admit that she has a crush on you."
"I bet you she will."
They both laid in silence for a few moments, each lost in their own thoughts as they contemplated the consequences of the girl's answer.
"Okay, what do I win?" Xena asked, breaking the silence.
"How about a kiss? I haven't kissed you in what seems like, forever."
"Uh-uh. How about..." she paused for a moment, her eyes gleaming with anticipation She was confident she could make the girl confess. It was one of her many skills. "How about a spanking?"
"A spanking?!" Gabrielle shot straight up to a sitting position.
"Sure, why not? Why don't you put your behind where you're mouth is, smarty pants."
"Very funny, Xena! I'll put my behind where your mouth is!"
Xena laughed.
"You're so sure she's going to deny it. So what's the problem? It's not like I haven't spanked you before." Xena turned her face toward Gabrielle and licked her lips, remembering the last time she spanked Gabrielle and how much they had each enjoyed it. She lingered on Gabrielle's blushing cheeks knowing that the bard was accessing her pleasant memories as well. A smile creased the younger woman's face.
"All right. A spanking," Gabrielle agreed. "But what if you lose? What do I get?"
"I won't lose."
"Oh, no. We have to agree on something."
"I won't lose, Gabrielle. Trust me."
"Oh, no, Warrior Princess. If I have to take a spanking, you do too."
Xena laughed. "All right. When you lose, you'll get a spanking and if I lose, you spank me, okay?" The warrior held out her hand. "Deal?"
"When I lose?"
Xena nodded with a grin.
"Yeah, right. Start counting, Warrior Princess."
The two women shook hands in the classic warrior's code of honour.
Gabrielle laid back on the blanket and contemplated the outcome of their little bet. Now she was torn between wanting to win and wanting to lose. She remembered how hot and excited she got the last time Xena spanked her and she had been longing for another one but she didn't know how to ask. But on the other hand, the thought of the great Warrior Princess, Destroyer of Nations, the notorious Xena of Amphipolis leaning across her lap for a serious spanking made bolts of lightning shoot through her.
"So what if she admits it?" Xena asked, breaking Gabrielle out of her erotic reverie.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, what if she admits it and wants to, you know, do something? Are you okay with that?" Xena asked tentatively. She and Gabrielle had discussed her amorous past, including her experiences with multiple partners but not a scenario involving Gabrielle.
Gabrielle touched Xena's arm lightly, reassuring her. "You know, I have to admit, I've thought about it before, just not with this girl. And you know, I hated her when we first met---
"Hated her? I wonder why," Xena deadpanned.
"Getting beat to Tartarus and back tends to make me twisted like that. But seriously, she's grown on me. She's become, um, you know," Gabrielle smiled, "adorable."
Xena smiled back. "Yes she is, isn't she?" Just then, Xena noticed that the girl waded out of the water and headed in their direction. "Here she comes."
Streams of water cascaded down the girl's nubile body. Her slick jet black hair matted against her shoulders and she walked with a confident gait that belied her youth. The water on her athletic muscles shone from the brilliant rays of the sun and the two women stared at her, mesmerised by the vision of youthful perfection.
As she approached their blanket, Xena propped herself up on both elbows, bent her knees and let her legs relax into an inviting pose. Gabrielle immediately noticed Xena's provocative stance and squeezed the warrior's arm.
"No fair!" she whispered, but it was too late as the girl was upon them. The girl's eyes roved unabashedly along the length of Xena's muscular physique, stopping at the dark patch between the warrior's legs. But then, she caught herself and self consciously looked away. She grabbed a dry towel from her belongings and began to dry herself off, hoping that they hadn't caught her taking a peek.
Xena transformed her face in her most serious warrior mask.
"Tara, Gabrielle has a theory."
"Oh yeah, what?" Tara asked casually.
"She doesn't think you've been completely honest with us. She thinks you're hiding something." Xena let the words sink in for a moment. "And I agree with her."
Tara nervously looked up and around her. Her eyes darted back and forth through the copse of trees that surrounded them. She had no idea what Xena was talking about, but she wanted to look at anything, anything except the incredibly gorgeous warrior sprawled before her. Anything. A bird momentarily caught her attention.
"Well, you already figured out that stupid plan I had with that creepy guy. You think I got another dumb plan up my sleeve?"
"Maybe." Xena paused giving Tara time to squirm just a little bit more. "She's thinks you have a crush on me. Is it true?"
Tara avoided Xena's piercing gaze and looked at Gabrielle instead. For the first time she noticed Gabrielle's hand wrapped firmly around the Warrior Princess' arm. It was the grip of a lover's possession. And for the first time she noticed how close the bard was laying next to the warrior. Too close. Oh for Zeus' sake, she thought, Xena's called her bluff. It was now or never.
"No." Tara said softly.
"Ha!" Gabrielle shouted, squeezing Xena's arm so tightly that her knuckles turned white. Xena was going get a spanking tonight, she cheered silently.
Tara continued. "No, I have a major crush on you," she said, emphasising the word "major". "Well, who wouldn't?" she blurted out. "You're merely the hottest warrior babe in the Known World. Gabrielle could tell you that."
Gabrielle's face fell. Xena smirked. "Is that right?" Xena turned to Gabrielle who returned her gaze in disbelief. "Well, Gabrielle, it looks like you'll be the one to get a spanking tonight."
"Xena!" Gabrielle cried.
"A spanking?" Tara asked confused.
"Tara, have a seat," Xena gestured. Tara sat down shakily, not sure what these two women had in mind but she knew she was going to love it. This time she didn't hide the mysterious attraction between the warrior legs and her gaze lingered there before she began drying her hair.
Xena reached into her saddlebags and pulled out a pouch.
"Here, would you like some wine?" Xena offered the skin to Tara. But just as Tara's hand reached for it, Xena pulled back. When Tara tried again, Xena pulled back again until the skin was over her belly. She lowered her leg, squeezed the pouch and let a handful of liquid pour onto her abdomen.
"You want some of this?" Xena asked, inviting the girl to lick the wine off her belly. Tara swallowed hard but did not hesitate. Gabrielle swallowed hard as well, surprised that her cheeks flared up as she watched the young girl's unabashed hungry lust. If it was humanly possible, the bard squeezed Xena's arm tighter, certain that there would be bruises in the shape of her fingers the next day.
Tara lowered her mouth onto Xena's abdomen, using her mouth to lap up the spilled wine. Her tongue drew swirling patterns on the wet skin and she didn't stop when all the wine was lapped up. Xena dropped some more wine onto her abdomen letting the girl drink her fill. She turned her attention to Gabrielle and the bard's flushed cheeks revealed her excitement. Xena's chest heaved with the knowledge. With a simple lift of her eyebrow, she beckoned Gabrielle to her and the bard smothered her lips with the hottest kiss they had exchanged in weeks. Gabrielle moaned in her throat loud enough for Tara to overhear and Xena felt the young girl murmur on her stomach. Xena pulled away from Gabrielle's kiss.
"Do you want some wine too?" Xena asked. Gabrielle nodded vigorously.
Xena poured some wine on her breasts and the bard feasted on her so fast that some of the wine got in her hair. She devoured the scattered droplets that commingled with a light sheen of Xena's sweat, the water from the lake and the sweet taste of the wine. Xena laid back in resplendent glory, revelling in the attention paid to her by the two younger women. She grabbed the red mane of Gabrielle's hair and lifted her lips to hers. She ravished the soft lips, tasting the sweetness of the wine on her mouth. Below her, Xena felt Tara moving lower, beyond her abdomen and beyond her dark mound. The young girl's ragged breathing could be heard above Xena and Gabrielle's and the warrior would have liked nothing better than to have the young girl feasting between her legs while she ravished Gabrielle, but there would be plenty of time for that later.
Withdrawing from Gabrielle, she pulled up the young girl and drew her close. She kissed the girl on top of her head and Tara lifted her head to reveal two black pools of blazing heat. She gazed into Xena's eyes, questioning if she could go further. Xena gave a small smile and the girl tentatively bent down to caress the warrior's lips with her own. Xena held her head in one hand pressing their lips closer and the girl urgently thrust her tongue inside, desperate to convey how appreciative she was of Xena's affections.
In the meantime, Xena could feel Gabrielle pressing her full body along the warrior's, one strong thigh captured by two muscular ones as her sopping mound slithered along Xena's thigh with desperate urgency. The bard's mouth had captured a piece of flesh on her neck and Xena was especially pleased that Gabrielle was enjoying herself as well. The two women had wholeheartedly captured the Warrior Princess and no one would have ever suspected how the fierce warrior would so willingly succumb to defeat. Oh no, she thought, somehow she had to regain control. But then she felt Tara imitate Gabrielle's imprisonment of her thigh and with both women mounted on each thigh, they moved against her in a concerted effort that would soon drive her insane. Xena decided it was time to admit utter defeat.
"It's time to feed," Gabrielle whispered in Xena's ear. The warrior knew she was in trouble then. She could no longer resist. "Feeding time" had been her and Gabrielle's code word ever since they'd encountered Bacchus. And when Gabrielle "fed" on her, there was nothing for Xena to do except surrender.
The bard licked her way down Xena's side, occasionally taking a swipe at Tara's sweaty form. She'd get to her later, she thought with a smile. Honing in on her target, Gabrielle noticed that Xena was more flooded than the nearby lake. She smiled at the evidence and dived into the pool of pure ambrosia.
Above her, Xena gasped, tearing her mouth away from Tara. She pulled the girl above her, smothering her face between the girl's breasts. While Gabrielle explored the depths and recesses of her netherworld, the warrior explored the peaks and valleys of Tara's breasts as the pliant flesh felt like the smoothest silk from the Land of Chin. Below her, Gabrielle was giving her unspeakable pleasure and when the bard captured her engorged clit, Xena captured an erect nipple keeping the same rhythm that matched the skilful bard. Over and over, Gabrielle's insistent ministrations swept her through the dark valley of ecstasy, whisking her away to a place of devine rapture until finally a tidal wave washed over her and she crashed head over heels into sheer bliss.
For a few moments, all movement ceased. The only sounds that were heard was the panting and heavy breathing of the three women. Then Gabrielle crawled up to lay next to the exhausted and spent warrior. A moment later, Tara reached over and kissed Gabrielle full on the lips. She tentatively tasted the bard's lips, then boldly demanded more. It took a moment for Gabrielle to realise what she was doing but for a taste of Xena, who was she to deny her. The two women ravished each other's lips but Tara demanded even still more. The girl's hand snaked around Gabrielle's waist as she pulled the bard closer to her. Then her hand travelled to the bard's breasts and she found a taut nipple and squeezed it between her fingers. Gabrielle emitted a low moan, kissing the young girl more insistently.
"All right, you two. Break it up," Xena announced. Reluctantly, the two women parted.
"Come on, let's go find an inn. I see this is going to get more, um, complicated. And besides, Gabrielle, I still owe you a spanking."