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Forever Changed...	By : diem0015 Category: S through Z > Xena Views: 4313 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Gabrielle set her bag upon the bed and looked around the bedroom. It was a finely decorated room, with flowers on a small table. It was a bedroom in Draco's home.

Gabrielle still couldn't believe that she had accepted Draco's invitation to stay at his home, much more the fact that she was entertaining the idea that Draco was now a changed man, regardless of his new humble nature, or that he was now much older and perhaps much wiser. Could he be a changed man? Really? Is this Draco?

Gabrielle sat on the bed, remembering past memories of the altercations she had with Draco. The sleazy, ill-mannered warlord, who, in the attempt to steal a kiss from Gabrielle, got his tongue caught just in time between her fingers. Yes, she had felt the warlord's tongue on her fingers, and it sickened her. But all of a sudden, she stayed on this memory -- and then realized it. Gabrielle! What by the Gods are you doing, thinking about having touched Draco's tongue? Are you insane? Better question -- why by the Gods did you accept this older Draco's invitation to stay at his house? Do you want to tease him? To lead him on and then blue-ball him? And then she realized her worst fears were coming true -- she was attracted to him. It was very odd, and very disheartening for her, but she had to face the facts -- she was attracted to him. She began thinking of his tongue between her hands -- its wetness, its warmth. She began fantasizing about how it could have lathered her fingers and her hand, and quite possibly her entire arm. Gabrielle closed her eyes, thinking about it.

She knew that Draco was in his bedroom, and quite possibly asleep. It was nighttime, and Draco had previously told her that he planned on getting up early in the morning to help one of the villagers move his belongings from one house to the next. Gods -- the idea of him being so kind, it was just eating Gabrielle up with shock, filling her up with more wonder and curiosity as to this new kind, gentle soul.

The silence was disrupted by knocks at the bedroom door, snapping Gabrielle out of her reluctant fantasy.

"Gabrielle," said Draco from behind the door. "May I come in?"

She knew that if she said yes, that there could be the most disastrous of events for her. A simple no would be the rational response, and alleviate her of any fears that she could make a mistake she would regret for the rest of her life.

"Gabrielle?", said Draco.

And like that -- "You can come in," she said. She did it. She invited him in.

Draco entered the room, wearing a black robe, almost like a toga. He was clean, obviously bathed from not too long ago, and his long black hair was tied back into a large ponytail, free of its hair brace. The older Draco slowly approached Gabrielle, his black eyes deeply connecting with Gabrielle's icy blue eyes, not even pretending that he did not desire her. "Gabrielle -- do you find the bed comfortable?"

Her locked gaze with his prevented her from answering immediately. "It's…it's fine. It's really fine, thank you. Thank you for letting me stay," she replied.

"I fear I could have made a mistake in inviting you. You see -- I've lived my life day to day with your image in my head. You are the reason I live, the reason I breathe. No -- not the reason -- but more the inspiration."

Immediately, his change of words drew Gabrielle in -- his inspiration. It was the most beautiful thing she thought she had heard in a long time. It was one thing to be the object of someone's obsession, but to be someone's inspiration!

"That's the kindest thing I've heard in a long time, Draco," she said. "I really mean that."

"But -- inviting you here -- it was the kind thing to do, I know this, but I still love you so very much, Gabrielle. I still yearn for you, for your soft white skin, your blonde hair, your kind, warm soul… and I fear I should not have invited you because of this."

"No, Draco," she said. "I understand what you must be going through. I really do."

"Then you know that I'm torturing myself, knowing that you are in the next room, knowing that the woman who inspires me to do my best is now back, and in my home, sitting in front of me. What do I do? Tell me what I should do, Gabrielle."

Gabrielle realizes that the only thing on her mind now was surrendering to her desires, the ones she wished she could lock away, but now helpless to resist. "You should do what you want to do, Draco."

They both continued staring at each other, silently.

"Draco," Gabrielle said, with almost a whisper. "What do you want to do?"

He deepened his gaze, breathing quicker, almost nervous. "I want to have sex with you, Gabrielle."

The impact of his response hits Gabrielle like one of Zeus's lightning bolts, sending her into tense shock. But she wasn't shocked from what Draco had said. No -- this is something she should have expected him to say. No -- she was shocked because she wanted to have sex with him too. She wanted to feel him, to hold him, to touch him, to kiss him, to finally satisfy the curiosity of what it could be like for a man who desired her above all things in life to do to her what he wanted. She hadn't had the touch of a man in years -- more than 25 to be exact -- and she confessed to herself that she needed it more than ever, and the idea that a man who lived his life day to day dreaming about doing to her want she needed only sent her into wanting to surrender herself. Yes -- she would surrender herself.

"Draco," she said. "Okay."

He seemed almost as nervous and shocked as she was. It was obvious that this was not the answer Draco expected to hear. No, it was far from what he expected to hear. But now it was here, the woman of his dreams, and she wants him to make love to her.

"Draco," she said, softly, nervously. "Do to me what you've always wanted to do."

Draco slowly approached her, sat down on the bed next to her, and touched her soft, shiny blonde hair. He was still in disbelief that this was about to happen -- that she wanted it to happen. Draco and Gabrielle never stopped their locked eyes throughout this ordeal, and now they approached each other closer and closer as Draco opened his mouth and brought it to Gabrielle's soft lips.

Their mouths met with passion, moving over each other, deeply kissing, feeling each other. Draco continued kissing his dream girl, softly touching her white arms, caressing them. Gabrielle placed her hand on Draco's hard chest, and slid it toward his shoulder, then to his neck. Without breaking her kiss, she softly wrapped her arm around Draco's neck, deepening the kiss further, and passionately enjoyed the moment -- kissing Draco, feeling his fluids from his mouth into hers, tasting the man who wanted her more than anything in the world. She would finally grant him his desire, his wish -- she would finally give him a gift for seeing her as his inspiration. She deepened her kiss, feeling the insides of Draco's mouth with her tongue, allowing him to tighten his grasp of her small, muscular body -- and she wanted it. By the Gods, she wanted it.

Gabrielle and Draco's kiss finally broke, as the older man moved his mouth down to Gabrielle's neck, and began kissing it, sucking it, tasting what Gabrielle's soft white skin actually tasted like. And it was wonderful to him -- it was everything he had hoped for. And Gabrielle -- she moaned incessantly, feeling the former warlord's mouth sucking at her neck. His muscular hand moved to her breasts, and she welcomed it with full surrender.

Draco's mouth broke from her neck, and then attacked her mouth in another passionate, almost violent kiss. While Draco continued his kiss, he slowly removed Gabrielle's straps from her shoulders. Immediately, she assisted him, taking her top off, revealing the full sight of her naked upper body, with the most beautiful white breasts with two pink, small nipples as hard and erect as possible. Draco immediately moved his mouth down to her left nipple and began sucking it like it was nectar. Gabrielle moaned, her arms still around Draco's neck. While he sucked her breast, she began removing his robe from his shoulders. Draco stopped his sucking, sat up, keeping his eyes locked on her, and removed his robe entirely from his body, revealing himself to her completely.

For a man in his 50s, Draco was still not a bad-looking man to Gabrielle. His nakedness only confirmed this. He was still rather pudgy in the stomach, more so than what Gabrielle's memory had him, but what was below was what had her attention, almost her fear. His cock was fully erect, the largest one she thought she had ever seen. It was as black as ebony, uncircumcised, and quite possibly close to eight inches, maybe nine. Pre-cum dripped from the tip, almost sliding down the dark shaft. Gabrielle met his gaze again, and she slowly undid her skirt, sliding it off, revealing the private areas of her white body, showing Draco what he had longed to see for years -- a beautiful pink opening with the slightest hint of a blonde mound above it.

Draco, still continuing his locked gaze, slowly crawled on top of the blonde beauty, holding his dark shaft, bringing it slowly toward the opening...

Gabrielle spread her legs more, allowing him easier access to the temple he had only dreamed of entering. Before she knew it, he had brought his already wet shaft to her pussy, slightly feeling it, and he moaned from it. And then -- just like that -- he slowly inserted it into her, slowly, slowly, closing his eyes, and she hers, as his cock continued traveling further inside her, feeling the extremely moist and exquisite insides of this beautiful bard.

She cocked her head back, the shock of Draco's entrance sending her into bliss that she hadn’t known for so long. She felt him move back, and then enter again, sending her again into ecstasy. She didn't realize it yet, but after about two minutes, what she was feeling was already an orgasm forming. Draco continued slowly fucking Gabrielle, feeling her insides and enjoying every moment of it, and Gabrielle accepted it whole-heartedly.

"By the Gods!" she yelled, as she shuddered into orgasm.

This was the most beautiful sight Draco had ever seen, and knowing that he was responsible for it made it all the more special. As Gabrielle continued orgasming, Draco leaned downward, still inside her, and held her head still. Their mouths met again, hungrily, as Draco began quickening his pace, going inside her, then going out, and then back in, faster, but not going so fast as to ruin the moment. No, Gabrielle, the bard of his dreams -- she was one that he was going to enjoy -- she was not someone to just spoil with a careless fuck.

Draco continued kissing her hungrily, still fucking her at a regulated pace, as Gabrielle wrapped her white arms around Draco's black body, holding him tight as if she could bring him even closer than where he was already at.

They continued kissing, continued moving their sweaty bodies against each other, feeling each others skin, almost as if they were trying to become one person. And as Draco's kiss became more violent, as his tongue began probing Gabrielle's mouth even more wildly, she knew he was close. Gabrielle quickly moved her hands from the back of his neck down to his buttocks, and squeezed them, forcing them to continue as if they had no choice but to continue, sending him the signal that she wanted him here and inside her --

-- And like that -- Draco came inside Gabrielle.

Draco's cock pulsated with fury inside of Gabrielle -- jets and jets of semen ejaculating into her womb -- so much that Draco's orgasm lasted much longer than a normal one. Gabrielle raised her white legs, wrapped them around Draco's black body, and held them up high, squeezing him, feeling his pulsating cock, his seed, and his warmth. Loads of cum dripped from her pussy and onto the bed, the smell filling the room, sending waves of pleasure into both the lovers.

It was over.

It was animalistic.

It was charged.

It was the greatest release of pure desire that both Gabrielle and Draco had ever felt. But it was not over. No -- Gabrielle knew Draco would never let her leave ever again. And no -- Gabrielle did not want to leave. His seed was inside her, and his dominance commanded her attention -- it was all a symbol now -- a commitment for her that she knew could not simply be broken. They would be companions now, similar, yet different from what Gabrielle had with Xena.

Gabrielle knew that her future would be forever changed. She knew, deep inside, that it was what she had always wanted. And she would continue to receive what she had always wanted, and continue to give her new lover what he has always wanted, and more. And more. And so much more...
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