Domestic Bliss | By : Ellixer Category: S through Z > Xena Views: 3201 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Domestic Bliss
Rating: M Author: Ellixer Pairing: X/G Disclaimer: Characters and show are owned by Universal and others. The story is mine. I make nothing. Note: Xena’s reaction to Gabrielle’s suggestion of domestic bliss. She says the words ‘domestic bliss’ and I cringe on the inside. Me and domestic do not belong in the same sentence. There’s a part of me that want’s to give her what she dreams of but I’m not sure that is something I can accomplish. I like quiet nights under the stars, a different village every few days, and the solitude that is us. She’s standing there with this look on her face of such hope and happiness. I can’t say no out right, I don’t want to crush her, but I know even though I promise to think about it, there won’t be much debate for me. The night has come, but those Amazons seem to find a ritual with everything they do. Gabrielle is still out there doing some ceremony, I’m sure very reluctantly. Eve is down for the night and there is nothing left for me to do. I lie on the bed staring up at the roof of the hut. This is the life I would be living. Nothing to do really except wait for her to come home? I can’t just sit around and do nothing, I’d go crazy. It’s late when she stumbles in, groaning and mumbling to herself. She stops a moment to look at Eve, then proceeds to flop herself on her bed. ‘Have fun?’ I smirk, rolling on my side to look over at her. She sighs, hitting the bed with her hands. ‘They are exhausting me.’ There’s a slight wine to her voice. I can’t help but chuckle a little. ‘It’s not funny.’ She grumbles sitting back up looking at me. ‘It is a little.’ She scowls and I grin. Pushing myself up, I walk over to her bed, grab her hand and pull her to her feet. Her arms wrap around my waist, my lips find her neck. ‘I think they’re gonna kill me.’ She mumbles against my chest, a small laugh escaping. ‘You want me to go beat up some Amazons?’ I pull away, looking at her with a grin. She slaps my arm playfully. ‘Stop.’ I shrug. ‘Offers on the table.’ Her head shakes at me. I pull her close again, finding the place on her neck I had been paying special attention to just moments before. ‘You are wearing way too much.’ I try to slide my hands up under her various layers of tops. My hands are cold against her skin causing her to giggle and pull away. ‘And your hands are cold.’ She wrinkles her nose at me. I can’t help but stare into her eyes, feeling myself slip into a trance. I grab her head piece and toss it aside, caressing her cheek with the back of my hand. ‘I hope you’re not too tired.’ She cocks her head at me a moment, a smile growing on her face. ‘Depends.’ Her eyebrow raises up in question. My tongues crawls across my lips as I begin to think of all the things we could be doing. I lean down capturing her lips with my own. There’s something I love about being taller than her, always being the one to lean down close when she struggles to reach. I try to shed her of her layers in as quick a fashion as possible. The kiss broken, she stands before me naked from the waist up, a vision in my eyes. I suck in a deep breath then let it out in a rush. Sometimes I wonder if I’ll always feel this way when I look at her. There’s still some innocence left in her eyes, a gentle soul hiding behind the body of a burgeoning warrior. My fingers trace down the muscles of her arms then back up. I cup her face with my hands, bringing our lips back together, our tongues and our bodies melding. She groans, her body presses against mine as her fingers grasp at my back. ‘Now you’re wearing too many layers.’ She mumbles against my lips and I don’t hesitate to respond, pulling my top off in a quick movement. Our kiss interrupted for a second, but reunited in a more passionate frenzy. I find my way down her jaw to her neck, then the hollow of her throat. She throws her head back as my tongue traces up her throat, a groan vibrating through her body. I lay her back on a pile of furs and pillows, one hand on the small of her back, the other holding me up above her. Her eyes glisten with lust and passion, I’m mesmerized by them again. I pull her hips up against mine, though we’re both still covered from the waist down. Something I easily fix with a few movements. I sigh as our bodies press skin to skin, the feeling is intoxicating. Her fingers grasp at my back, nails digging in to my skin as my lips find her nipple, sucking and nipping. Every bit of her is toned. My fingers trace every curve and dip of her hardened body. She pushes me over, rolling on top of me and straddling my stomach. Her hands grasp and massage my chest, her hips grind against me in a slow exotic movement. A string of curses leaves my mouth as I watch her body move above me; her breast bounce, her lips part as she gasps. I grab her hips, pulling her down harder against me trying to increase the friction. I watch as she bites her bottom lip, her hands going up to play with her own breasts as her body arches. By the God’s. Sweat begins to glisten on her body, I’m finding it hard not to throw her down and take her from behind. She reaches down, a fingers begins to play with her clit. Her breath hitches, and that is all I can take. I flip us both, an arm hooked around her waist as I keep her on her knees, my other hand squeezing her breast. I nip and kiss her ass, which is displayed before me in perfect roundness. ‘Queen Gabrielle!’ A call outside the hut. ‘Son of a Bacchae!’ I exclaim as I fall down on my back. Gabrielle gives me this look of confusion and frustration. ‘Seriously?’ She shrugs at me. ‘Queen Gabrielle!’ This is not going to work for me. ‘Coming!’ She gives me a look of apology and kisses my cheek as she throws her clothes back on. In a minute she’s rushing out the door to a contingent of Amazons. 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