the Gods for Henbane
Xena Fanfiction, Xena fanfic, Xena fan fiction, Xena and
Gabrielle fanfiction, Xena fiction
Xena and Gabby aren’t mine. Yadayadayada. Does this short story contain subtext? No. Gabrielle is quite obvious about what she wants *sly grin* and it’s sex. Does this offend you? Then go away. Are you too young to read this? Go away. Is it illegal where you live? You guessed it – go away. Otherwise enjoy yet another of my ‘first time’ yarns long on lust, short on plot.
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Thank the Gods
these?" Xena asked holding up the brownie to the amazon
chief. The warrior had to admit it was quite delicious.
usual," the amazon chief replied. "And something to
give it a little kick," she giggled.
Xena took another
bite, trying to pin point the taste. "Okay, I give,"
the warrior replied. "What is it?"
The chief smiled.
She had stumped the warrior princess.
the chief announced proudly.
"This stuff is
lethal!" Xena exclaimed.
"Yes, in large
quantities," the chief agreed, "but in small
quantities it has... how should I say... a
At that moment,
Eponin walked in the kitchen to retrieve some more food for
the celebration. Xena held the brownie up. "How many of
these has Queen Gabrielle had?" she asked the dark-haired
"I don’t know how many treats she’s had, but she
looks like she’s on her fifth ale with the way she’s
doesn’t drink," Xena answered moving from the hut,
going to the royal table.
Gabrielle was the
first to see the warrior coming over.
Gods," Xena muttered to herself. She remembered the first
time Gabrielle had hit the henbane. The bard was astounded by
the warriors' ‘beauty’ and made a point of telling her.
Xena excused it
away as the drug. It was during their first year of travel and
Gabrielle was so young, a girl really. But today...
"How many of
these have you had, Gabrielle," the warrior asked
"Lost count at
four," she giggled... And giggled... And giggled.
the warrior sighed, less than pleased.
"Come sit by
me!" Gabrielle offered, patting the space next to her on
obeyed. As soon as her butt hit the wooden bench,
Gabrielle’s head leaned on her shoulder.
champion, aren’t you, Xena?" the queen cooed
Ephiny, who was
sitting across from the pair, snorted and rubbed her nose
trying to hide her smile.
funny?!" Gabrielle demanded, her head shooting back up.
"It’s true! She’s my champion – MY champion!"
The possessive tone
was unmistakable... and loud. Xena could feel her cheeks grow
warmer. She didn’t have the chance to respond however.
Gabrielle felt the need to continue.
"I know the
way women look at you in this village," the bard went on,
trying to focus on the warrior. "They want you."
Xena felt herself get even redder as Gabrielle looked her up
and down with an appraising eye. "And I don’t blame
them one bit."
Xena knew things
were getting out of hand. "Maybe you should call it a
night," the warrior offered. "I think you’ve had
one too many brownies." She grinned.
Gabrielle smiled in
"You know what
I think?" she asked seductively.
"I'm going to hear it
regardless, I bet," Xena sighed.
hear what Gabrielle thought since the queen was now whispering
in the warriors' ear. She did, however, notice Gabrielle’s
hand move to the warrior's naked thigh. Xena’s eyes went
the warrior demanded. "Get a hold of yourself, will ya?"
the bard retorted, licking her lips. "I’d rather getta
hold of you."
The queen squeezed
the warrior's thigh for emphasis, as if the warrior didn’t
already know where Gabrielle was ‘heading’.
it," Xena replied, shooting up from the seat and
Gabrielle’s embraced. "Come on."
seem to heed Xena’s warning. Her fingertips began to trail
up and down the warrior's leg.
"She’s so beautiful,
isn’t she, Ephiny?" the bard remarked – her fingers
still nimble on the warrior's flesh; her eyes not even meeting
the regents'. Gabrielle was total focused on Xena.
is," the regent replied.
could kill, Ephiny," the warrior menaced. "You’re
not helping the situation here," she added.
not?" Ephiny replied innocently.
Ephiny smiled. Xena could tell something devious was going on
inside the curly blonde's head. "Gabrielle?... Oh
Finally, the bard
turned to her regent, "Hmm?"
interested," she said with regret. "But if you’d
like to stay in my hut tonight... I’d be more than happy
go," Xena said pulling the bard up by the arm. "Off
to bed. Now!"
Xena scoured at
Ephiny, who returned the intimidating gesture with a smile.
The warrior tossed the bard over her shoulder, which started
the giggles all over again. As the warrior moved toward the
queen’s hut, Ephiny stopped them and stood on her tiptoes
to meet the warrior’s ear.
you. She has for quite awhile now," Ephiny said
sincerely. "And you may never get this chance again - her
being so open... Don’t blow it, Xena."
drugged Ephiny," the warrior whispered. "She
doesn’t know what she’s doing."
Ephiny sighed. The
warrior was so thick-headed sometimes.
"I would never
take Gabrielle from you, but... there are a lot of women in
this village, who are smitten with her. She’s drugged, yes.
But it’s only taken away her inhibition, not the true nature
of her heart... Remember, I’m her regent and her amazon
sister. She tells me
everything, Xena... EVERYTHING."
Xena didn’t have
much time to think of Ephiny’s words before Gabrielle’s
voice interrupted them.
stop?" the bard asked. "Wait! This doesn’t look
like the hut! Xena?"
Xena chuckled at
the squirming bard on her shoulder and gave the regent a
"Thank you," she whispered.
nodded and waved her hand in a grand gesture toward the royal
Once inside, Xena
set the bard on the bed and went back to close the door. She
took off her boots and turned around to see the bard naked
from the waist up. Gabrielle, then, dropped back against the
mattress as if she had passed out.
Xena grinned as she
she called softly. "Gabrielle?" she asked again when
the bard didn’t respond. The grin began to slip from
Xena’s face. She grew concerned. She moved on the bed next
to the bard and put her finger up to her nose. She wasn’t
breathing. Panic was Xena’s first reaction – too much
henbane. ‘Stay calm’ the warrior told herself. She pinched
Gabrielle’s nose and began to blow in her mouth. Shock was
the next sensation to take over. Gabrielle’s tongue forced
it’s way into her mouth and the bards' hands wrapped around
her body drawing her closer.
the warrior to her back, refusing to give up the lips she had
so cleverly snared. But in a moment later, Xena pulled away.
scared the life outta me?" Xena confessed.
"Oh, you look
quite alive, my champion," the bard answered, running her
fingertips over Xena’s cheek and down her neck.
Xena took hold of
Gabrielle’s hand, stopping it from traveling any further
down. Xena’s voice was shaking from desire as she began to
you," she whispered. "But I-."
cut Xena short, coming upon her hard and forceful. "Good,
because I want you too," Gabrielle said quickly before
taking the warriors' lips again.
The bard had
managed to maneuver their legs between each other. Xena could
feel the bard's soaked britches as Gabrielle grind her hips,
trying to quench her passion. Against her better judgment,
Xena found her hands, not stopping this time. Oh, far from it.
She grabbed the bard by her bottom, pulling her closer,
pressing Gabrielle’s sex harder against her firm thigh.
Gabrielle broke the
kiss and raised herself enough to enjoy the effects of the
heated friction. Her strawberry blonde hair fell into her
face, cascading down to tickle the warrior’s cleavage as
Xena’s hips were
now moving as well. Her britches were damp too. So much so
that she felt total naked against the bard. ‘Yes!’ the
warrior’s body screamed. Her mind, however, was arguing
against the whole situation. With each thrust and grunt the
bard made above her, she felt her mind losing this silent
reached her decision. Yes. She would take the bard. She would
cover her with heated kisses, setting her young womanly body
aflame. She would hear her name carried on Gabrielle’s lips
with undying passion. Yes. Yes. She realized she was beyond
control and nothing else mattered at this point. If Gabrielle
changed her mind, it would be too late. She would take the
bard. She would.
Gabrielle over in one fluid movement. She quickly darted to
her feet pulling off the bards boots. The skirt went next,
torn from her body. The ripping sound of her clothes ignited
Gabrielle even more. All that energy. All that powerful energy
that Xena possessed would soon be showering her, filling her,
pumping her. Gabrielle closed her eyes as she played with her
own nipples as the warrior hastily peeled off her leathers.
When she returned
above her lover once more, Xena felt Gabrielle grab hold of
her hand forcefully. For a moment, she considered Gabrielle
was having second thoughts. But instead she found her fingers
being plunged into Gabrielle’s cavern. Totally wet. Totally
champion," Gabrielle whispered in a mix of raw,
animalistic passion and endless devotion.
yours," Xena whispered reassuringly in her ear as her
hand pumped harder and deeper. "All yours."
The bed creaked and
rocked hard as the two lovers kissed and caressed each
other’s sweating bodies. Xena pressed harder against
Gabrielle’s thigh. The sights and sounds Gabrielle was
making were pushing her over the edge.
‘Just a little
more,’ the warrior thought, speeding up the motion of her
hips. She pulled back and watched Gabrielle’s face. The bard
struggled for breath, panting like a dog. Xena
realized at that point just how deep the bard's passion for her
ran. It was all in those eyes. Those beautiful eyes. That
beautiful face. But more importantly, that beautiful heart.
Gabrielle was unlike anything she had ever found. And with
that thought, the warrior peaked.
The warrior held
out the bard's name through her contractions and spasms that
racked her body, making her shake. Xena’s uttermost pleasure
in reaction brought on the bard's release. She stilled the
warrior’s hand inside of her – wanting the warrior to feel
every vibration – to feel the love and passion she had for
it," Gabrielle whispered huskily. "Feel it,
Xena," she repeated as her body shook with her release.
the warrior hissed. "I feel it MY queen. I feel it."
Within minutes, the
bard was asleep without another word. Xena curled up next to
her, enjoying the softness of the moment. A grin played
helplessly on Xena’s lips as Morpheus claimed her. ‘My
queen,’ the warrior thought. ‘My queen, my bard... my