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“All Bets Off”

Summary -
A short PWP on what happened after Xena found Rafe’s
money in the temple at the end of “King Con.”
Xena/Rafe pairing. M/F, Het, Bondage,
Solo, Oral

Rated: NC-17

Author’s Note: I own
none of the following characters. They
remain the property of the greater TPTB of the Xenaverse. Hell, I barely even support the pairing of
Xena and Rafe (I’m more of a Xena/Ares girl myself)
but after watching “King Con” the other night, this story popped into my
mind. So enjoy!

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Joxer had been saved and Tydeus and Leo punished.
She had risked it all and had prevailed.
It felt good, she noted to herself, glad that the situation was
over. True, Eldan
and Rafe had been huge contributors to her plan, but
still, in the end she and Gabrielle had pulled the con off. Still, she did not want to risk staying in
the village long. The looks that the
villagers had given them had helped her to make up her mind. Gratitude mixed with deadly fear. That was what the looks spoke to her of. So she had decided to leave as soon as Joxer could manage.

She was not sure why she had felt so compelled to reenter
the temple once they had started out.
Though Rafe had fallen behind, Xena was sure
that the conman would catch up. And yet,
she had gone back and once again thanked the man who had helped her avenge her
wounded friend.

Her arm had hit the small metal offering tray, guided almost
by some other force and she had heard the clinking of the coins inside. That’s when she knew. Rafe must have
admitted defeat in the bet the two had had, that Rafe
could at the very least get her to kiss him.
A smile crossed the warrior’s face as her heart warmed.

“Rafe!” she called, quickly
crossing the stone floor of the temple.
“Rafe wait up!”

Reaching the doorway she could see that the man had stopped
in his tracks and stood gazing behind.
“What is it Xena?”

“I…I thought that perhaps we could travel together for a
bit. Do you know where you are going
yet?”

He shook his head.
“I’m not sure. Eldan thinks we should go to Athens,
I’m not so sure. I mean we could make a
killing out there, but…” his voice trailed off.

“But what?”

“I’m not so sure that I want to continue with this. I mean, I’ve already helped you to pull off
the greatest con. Anything else wouldn’t
be as exciting. How do you top that?”

“Maybe you don’t,” Xena said, touching the man’s arm. “Maybe you should think about a career
change.”

Rafe laughed a bit. “Trying to make an honest man out of me,
Xena? Now there’s a bet that you can only lose.”

A wry smile passed over Xena’s face and she too laughed
after a moment. But she said nothing and
the two walked silently down the road for several long minutes. Already Gabrielle, Joxer,
and Eldan were well out of sight; Xena had told them
not to wait for her and Rafe. Now she threw several discreet sideways
glances at the man walking beside her.
He was handsome, she had to admit, clean cut and well toned.

Gods Xena! Don’t tell me you’re actually falling for
him! She chastised herself. But maybe Gabrielle was right. He is handsome and well, sort of my type.

In that manner she debated with herself for another quarter
of a mile until at last, her mind was made up.

“Rafe?” she said, breaking the
silence that had fallen between the two.
“What do you say we break from the road for the night? It’ll be getting dark soon.”

“Shouldn’t we try to catch up with the others?”

“Gabrielle can handle a camp by herself for the night. She’s done it before. And besides, I know where to meet up with her
later on anyway.”

Rafe shrugged his shoulders. “Sounds like a plan then.”

They made camp in a little clearing in the woods that marked
the boundaries of the village and ate some of the provisions that Rafe carried with him in a shoulder sack. They were camped on the banks of a lake and
so Xena had caught a few fish to add to the meal, which she conned Rafe into cooking.
When they were done, she turned to the conman.

“Rafe, I wanted to thank you again
for all of your help. I couldn’t have
pulled off what I did without your help.”

“Well, you didn’t give me much choice at first,” Rafe laughed in the deepening twilight. “But it was all worth it. Actually, it was fun and working with
you…amazing.”

“Thanks,” Xena smiled as she removed her armor and leathers.

“Wh…What are you doing?” Rafe asked, surprised at how casually the woman was undressing before
him.

“Going for a swim,” she replied as the white cotton shift –
the only remaining clothing on her body – hit the ground. “Care to join me?”

“I think I’ll watch from the shore. Err, I mean….I’ll keep a watch out from the
shore, in case of anything,” he replied, trying to mentally calm the erection
that was beginning to form in his pants.

It was true that this was not the first time that Xena had
stripped in front of him or that she had gotten him aroused, but something had
always been there to take his mind off of it so that he could remain
composed. In reality, he would have
liked nothing more than to discard his own clothing and join her, but he was
afraid – not of seeming un-gentleman like, but of making a wrong move with
her. In the brief time that he had known
the warrior, he had begun to fall for her.

Now Xena dived into the smooth surface waters of the lake
and began to swim out, pretending not to watch Rafe. Once or twice she called offers to him to
join her, but each time he refused.

On the shore, Rafe excused himself
and stepped away into the trees on pretense of doing patrol work. When he was sure that Xena could not see him,
he unfastened his pants and let his painful erection spring forth into the cool
night air. Desperately, he tried to
think of something else, anything else, but the image of Xena standing nude
against the sunset light burned in his mind.
What he wouldn’t have given for the chance to lay with that woman! But if he tried anything, he was well aware
at how efficient Xena could be at killing.

Now he wrapped one hand around his aching member, determined
to manually rid himself of his problem.
He began to stroke and squeeze, all the while thinking of Xena. His cock reacted and the throbbing seemed to
increase. His hand picked up speed,
wanting to end his torture and knowing that soon Xena would wonder where he had
gone to. Faster his hand went, hoping to
bring him to release and his grip tightened.
If he thought hard enough, he could imagine that his hand was Xena,
sliding up and down his ample length, tight and hot around him, working him
into a frenzy.
He came hard and had to bite down on the sleeve of his free arm to stop
the sounds that threatened to break from his throat. When his load was spent upon the loose soil
beneath his feet, he tucked his cock back in and turned to head back to the
camp.

“There’s an easier way to handle such problems,” came a
voice from the trees, startling the man.

“Gods, Xena! Ever
hear of something called privacy? What
did you see?”

“Enough,” was all Xena replied, stepping out from the
darkness of the shadows and into the early moonlight. Still she was naked and it was all Rafe could do not to look anywhere but her eyes. “Let me show you how.”

The next few minutes where a blur for the man and forever
after he was never quite sure how he got back into camp or what Xena said to
him. All he was aware of next was her
fingers first undoing the laces to his tunic, then working to pull it from his
chest. His mouth latched itself to one
of her nipples as he helped her to shuck the offending garment. Lower, Rafe could
feel himself becoming aroused once more as Xena’s
hands fondled first his exposed chest, then slipped lower and into the top of
his pants. He could not help but to buck
slightly as one hand finally found the prize it had been seeking and grasped it
firmly. Rafe
pulled away.

“Let’s make a little wager, shall we?” he asked, a feral
twinkle in his eye. “Let us see who can
make who beg first.”

“You’re on,” Xena replied, returning the same smile.

He was not expecting the push and was mildly surprised when
he felt his back collide with a tree.
Before he could react, Xena had grabbed up her whip and had begun to tie
his hands above his head, firmly enough to hold him still without hurting the
man. Then she set about loosening his
pants, enjoying the reactions that she got as she teased the bulge between his
legs. Finally, she slipped the supple
leather to the ground and discarded it to one side. She eyed his massive organ appreciatively.

“Nice sword,” she remarked with a devious grin.

“Think you can sheath it?” Rafe
taunted.

“Oh I know I can.”

Now Xena moved closer to the conman, kissing him hard and deep
first on the lips, then trailing her kisses down to
his chest. When she came to his nipples
she took them in turn into her mouth sucking and nipping lightly at them,
tugging them with her teeth just hard enough to drive him crazy. She was determined to make the betting man
lose his own wager. She would make him
beg for her in the end. When she saw Rafe’s struggled attempts to break free of his bonds, Xena
moved on, slowly licking her way down to his penis. Rafe nearly cried
out as she began dragging her hot tongue over his manhood, paying special
attention to the head and running along the underside until she came to his
balls. These she took into her waiting
mouth, sucking with such force that Rafe was sure he
would come. He could feel himself getting
harder and was in pure ecstasy as Xena’s mouth loosened his balls and took in
his aching sword instead. Setting her
pace, she pulled the man into and out of her mouth just fast enough to really
get his blood flowing, letting her tongue swirl around the head while her teeth
scraped and dragged their way over his entire length. With her right hand she reached up to squeeze
and massage his balls.

Rafe felt himself tense, knowing
that he was on the verge of orgasm, when suddenly Xena pulled away and gave him
a dangerous, mischievous look. His cock
reacted to the look, swelling even more, so hard that Rafe
was sure he would die if she did not finish the job.

“All tied up and nowhere to go,” she mused, as if she had
not noticed his current state. “Guess
that means I’ll have to finish things myself.”

Rafe smiled, thinking that he knew
what was going to happen next, and closed his eyes in anticipation. When he felt nothing, he reopened them, only
to find Xena laying on her back, hand between her own legs, casually massaging
her own private treasure.

“Wait, what are you doing?” Rafe
asked, his voice showing his distress.

“Finishing things myself,” Xena taunted back, and to prove
her point, she spread her legs even wider, giving the man a full view of just
what it was that he was missing.

“Holy Hera,” Rafe
breathed to himself as he felt the throbbing in his cock increase so much that
he was sure he would bust.

Still Xena ignored him, taking her time to relieve her own
tension. Now she poked one finger into
her moist depths as far as she could manage, directly seeking the extremely
sensitive area she often referred to as the “Gods Spot.” Rafe heard the
sharp intake of breath that she took as she found it. Using her finger, she began to thrust,
grinding against her hand. Her free hand
flew up to continue her assault on her clitoris, doubling her pleasure. Faster she rubbed as she poked and prodded at
her Gods Spot until at last she shuddered violently with orgasm.

Rafe could take it no longer. “By the gods Xena! Take me in!”

“Is that a defeated beg I hear?”
she teased, but she did not wait for his answer.

Still leaving him bound, she grabbed hold of the man with
one strong arm, straddling him as he stood.
With her other hand, she fondled his sword before guiding it into her
sheath. Both gasped as his length
completely vanished into her cavern.
Xena stayed like that, impaled upon the conman, for a long moment
without moving. Then slowly, she began
to push against him, drawing him out until he was nearly free of her and then
pulling him back in. Rafe
thought surely he had died and gone to Olympus as the warrioress began to set her pace with long and languid
thrusts. He groaned in pleasure, his
senses feeling overloaded. He came hard
as Xena bore down upon his shaft and regretted doing so, for he had sworn to
himself to make the woman come first. He
was mildly surprised when Xena slipped his spent penis from her and released
her grip to stand before him. Rafe silently rebuked himself, cursing the fact that he had
failed to bring Xena to orgasm.

Xena seemed to sense his thoughts. “Looks like I win.”

“How about we say all bets off? After all, I do think that in this situation
at least, we can still both be winners,” Rafe
remarked as causally as he could muster.

Xena’s eyes glinted and without a formal verbal acceptable
of his offer, she began to untie the man.
When he was finally free, he caught Xena in his arms, his hands
frantically grabbing at her while his lips crushed down upon her own. He felt her pink nipples hard and erect
beneath his large thumbs as he dragged them over the nubs. Moving his hands to her back and pulling away
from his kisses for the moment, he gently coaxed the warrioress
to the ground, massaging her shoulders as he moved behind her. For a few long moments he kneaded her knotted
muscles as he had done before in the tavern room, but this time, there was no
maid to interrupt. He would take Xena on
his own terms, teasing her as she had done to him.

Now his hands began to slip southwards, still seeking out
tense muscles in her back, until at last his fingertips brushed against her
buttocks. Pulling her back slightly, he
laid her upon one of the bedrolls and positioned himself to look upon the very
core of her passion. The sensual
massaging her not been without its effect as Rafe
could see how wet and eager she was for him.
A stirring began within his loins as he felt himself becoming aroused
once more. Unable to wait any longer, he
bent his head.

Xena nearly cried aloud as the man’s hard tongue made
contact with her skin, licking her clitoris.
Instead, she moaned wildly as Rafe began to
work at her, dragging his tongue deliberately slow along the seam between her
vaginal lips, teasing her. Immediately
he felt himself become fully aroused, for the taste of Xena was far too
perfect.

“Rafe,” she breathed huskily, half
moaning, half begging.

Satisfied for the moment by Xena’s distress, the man pulled
away and positioned the tip of his penis at her opening. He had intended to go slowly at first but in
his eagerness that plan was forgotten and he shoved his way in fast and
hard. Xena moaned her approval and Rafe set the pace of his thrusts at much the same
speed. Down came his lips and Xena could
taste herself on the man’s tongue forced itself into her own mouth. Still he continued to pound into her,
wondering briefly about his good fortune at having Xena writhing beneath
him. But whatever thoughts he had were
short lived as he felt himself nearing orgasm.
The desire for release was great and Rafe
increased his speed. Xena responded as
she thrust into him to meet his pace.
When Rafe finally came, seconds after Xena, it
was deep within the warrioress and with such force
that it was nearly painful. Xena’s muscles
contracted hard around the man, milking him for every last drop. She buried her head into his shoulder and he
into hers, both muffling their screams of pleasure.

When at last Rafe was spent, the
couple collapsed into each other and slept, Rafe’s
sword still sheathed within Xena.

XENA….XENA....XENA….XENA…. XENA….XENA....XENA….XENA…. XENA….XENA....XENA….XENA….

On Olympus, the pairs of eyes watched
all that transpired between Rafe and Xena through a
portal. When at last both had fallen
asleep, the portal was closed and the watchers turned to one another.

“Now what did I tell you?
Animal Lust Number Five is totally guaranteed for one hundred percent
satisfaction. Now pay up Cupy,” said Aphrodite, turning to where her son Cupid stood, a look of annoyance on his face.

“Fine mom, though I do think you must have cheated
somehow. Xena is usually tougher than
that. So, you wanted the emeralds from
my priest in Athens, right?”

“Green? Like no way!
They so don’t go with my skin color.
Now the rubies from Corinth,
those will look great once Hephaestus gets them set in that necklace he forged
the other day.”

Cupid sighed as he used his godly powers to summon the
rubies to him and he handed them over to his mother. Aphrodite took them gleefully and placed them
on a small oval table.

“Don’t look so beaten down Cupy. After all, I am the Goddess of Love.”

“Yes well, you better make sure that your brother Ares does
not hear of this. If he finds out that
you helped some random conman be with Xena…”

“Chill out, Cupid. Ares is totally preoccupied with his little
war over in Sparta. He’s not going to find out.”

“Still, he’s always had a thing for Xena and you’ve always
refused to help him out.”

“Oh please. Tall, dark, and handsome needs to win Xena on his own. They have enough history to fill Zeus’ throne
room, if someone ever wanted to document it all. Believe me, love goddess of not, I don’t
think I could help him out if I tried.
Now, I better get to work removing that spell I put on the warrior babe
and that man. Catch you later, Cupid.”

With that, she was gone.
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