Xena fic - The Girl from Cirra - Gabrielle/Callisto
Title: The Girl From Cirra
Fandom: Xena
Pairing: Gabrielle/Callisto (the naughty duo is back!!!)
Rating: It’s smut, but it didn’t end up as dirty as I planned. *mutters* Damn characters take on a life of their own!
A/N: This is what happens in the episode “Callisto” between when she kidnaps Gabrielle and Xena comes to Gabrielle’s rescue.
A/N2: The ending is kind of cheesy. It was my best late night attempt at giving a nod to the future episodes “Return of Callisto” and “Seeds of Faith.”
The blonde warrior threw Gabrielle to the ground as she tore into her army’s campground. Bolting off the back of her horse, she grabbed Gabrielle up by her hair and tied her arms quickly behind her back.
She turned to her lieutenant, “Get the rope and then get out.”
He looked at her confused and she tilted her head at the thickheaded man, so she spoke slowly, “This isn’t a peep show. Get the rope and get out.”
He swallowed hard as he looked from Callisto to the little village girl finally getting the picture, “As you wish.”
Callisto turned back to Gabrielle. She walked slowly around the smaller woman, openly appraising her with her eyes.
“Why are you doing this?” Gabrielle got right to the point, and Callisto rolled her eyes.
“A little slow on the uptake? You’re as clueless as Xena sometimes. I guess you missed the part earlier when I told Xena I was going to destroy everything she loves. And while Xena may not realize it yet, you’re part of that deal.” Gabrielle’s green eyes burned with obvious anger.
“You won’t get away with this. She’s going to catch you, and you’ll pay for what you’ve done.”
Callisto laughed evilly, “Oh, I hope so, and what better way to rile Xena’s thirst for revenge than to take what she values most.”
Gabrielle tried to hide the shaking of her voice as she spoke, “And that is?”
The warrior leered openly at Gabrielle’s body as she licked her lips, stepping closer to whisper in Gabrielle’s ear, “Why, your innocence, of course.”
Gabrielle watched as the lieutenant returned with the rope and the men quickly dispersed. It was suddenly so quiet that she could hear her own heartbeat pick up its pace and thud in her ears. Callisto picked up the rope and silently began to knot it.
“It’s a shame really.”
At the unusually soft tone of Callisto’s voice, Gabrielle felt a peace come over her. It was a strange sensation given the situation, but for a split second, Gabrielle caught a glimpse of the young girl from Cirra before she was tarnished and damaged by war and hate. She imagined her out of the armor and in a simple village dress. In another place and time, Callisto would have been her friend.
“What’s a shame?”
Callisto turned surprisingly soft brown eyes on Gabrielle. “It’s a shame that Xena doesn’t see what I see. She turns you away when you reach for her. You try to wipe away her tears and she stupidly pushes you away.”
“You were there? By our camp the other night?”
Callisto’s far away stare came back to her and she acknowledged Gabrielle’s comment with a nod, “It was one of many times. I know why she does it though…pushes you away. It’s not because she doesn’t love you. She does with every fiber of her being, or believe me, you wouldn’t be here right now. But, you’re the one thing in her life that’s pure and untouched, completely innocent, and she can’t take that from you. She can’t taint you with her passion and desire.”
Then right before Gabrielle eyes, the brown eyes clouded and turned cold, a sneer pulling at the corner of Callisto’s mouth, “But I can.”
“Xena doesn’t think of me that way.”
“But you want her to, don’t you? I’ve seen the look in your eye when you’ve reached for her. I’ve watched you watch her as she sleeps.” Callisto stepped close and pulled a knife from the holster at her waist, making Gabrielle’s heart leap with fear. She ran the blade gently so as not to break the skin along Gabrielle stomach, until it was between her breasts.
Callisto smiled in pleasure when she heard the hitch in Gabrielle’s breath, “You want her to kiss you, romantically and softly by the fire at night. Don’t you? You want her to make love to you on a bed of furs under a blanket of stars. How pukingly romantic is that?! Augh!”
“But what you won’t tell her,” Callisto ran the blade along the edge of Gabrielle’s breast, “What you’ll never tell her is how badly you want her to fuck you. Hard.”
Gabrielle’s nostrils flared and her body shook. She was trying desperately to hold back the moan that was building in her. Callisto’s words and their implications were hitting close to home and the cold edge of the knife caused an unwilled throbbing to start low in her belly. She held back determined not to give Callisto the satisfaction of seeing her squirm. She tried to shut down her mind and refuse to think about what was happening, but all that did was awaken her body to the intensity of sensation coursing through her.
Callisto stepped around behind Gabrielle, leaning forward until her lips were at Gabrielle’s ear, “You want it, don’t you? You want to feel her inside of you, her fingers touching you…inside, her tongue tasting your salty skin, her dark hair spread out over your thighs as she…”
“Stop it!” Gabrielle couldn’t take it anymore. “Please, just stop.”
“Not until you admit it. Not until you tell me your darkest, dirtiest secrets.”
Gabrielle closed her eyes, trying to gain some control over her body, “I can’t.”
“You can because you need to. You want to. Tell me how you want her to lick the inside of your creamy thighs,” Callisto’s hand ran up the outside of Gabrielle’s thigh, sliding along the soft skin where thighs met. Gabrielle bit down on her lip, as she closed her eyes, willing away the sensation Callisto’s touch provoked.
“Tell me how you want her to slide her fingers here,” Callisto deftly dipped under Gabrielle’s thin breeches to the wet warmth between her legs. Gabrielle tried to pull away but not before a whimper escaped her lips, and the fingers dipped lower.
“Gods!” Gabrielle gave up the fight and dropped her head back on Callisto’s shoulder. If she closed her eyes, she could believe this was really her and Xena. She relaxed her body, giving Callisto better access, as she let her mind drift away with the fantasy.
Callisto felt a rush of adrenaline at the sudden turn of events. She flung the unused knife onto the sandy ground, finding a far better use for her free hand when she pulled the top down and gently fondled Gabrielle’s breast.
The hand between Gabrielle’s legs became more insistent, stroking further down, driving her crazy. Callisto hesitated at Gabrielle’s opening. She was tight, and the implication of what Callisto was about to do hit her full force.
She closed her eyes tight and whispered in Gabrielle’s ear, “I can’t.”
“And if I want you to?”
Callisto opened her eyes to look at understanding green staring back at her, and she smiled sadly, “But you don’t want me to. You want Xena to.”
Then there she was again, the young woman from Cirra. Gabrielle stared at her, memorizing her face, trying to force into her memory that no matter what happened Callisto was just a girl from Cirra.
“I do. I do want it to be Xena, but I still don’t want you to stop. Just keep touching me.” She leaned in to the slightly taller blonde and kissed her. It was hesitant at first until Gabrielle opened her lips to invite Callisto in, their tongues softly dancing over each other, taking their time tasting each other. Gabrielle pulled back slightly, barely breaking contact, and close enough to feel their warm breath on their faces.
“Don’t stop.” Callisto slowly picked up the pace again, her fingers sliding easily over slick flesh, until she stroked Gabrielle’s clit to attention. Gabrielle’s eyes flew open and locked onto Callisto’s. “Oh gods!”
Gabrielle’s body went rigid and shook. Callisto waited, her arm still around Gabrielle’s waist, holding her up. When Gabrielle looked up, Callisto raised a finger to her lips.
“Not a word.” She heard voices in the distance and a bird call that signaled Xena was approaching. Soon her camp would be swarming with people, so she busied herself with putting Gabrielle’s clothes back in order.
Gabrielle looked at her questioningly, at an uncharacteristic loss for words. Callisto looked at her one last time as the steady sound of approaching hooves got closer. In spite of all of her evil deeds and shortcomings, Callisto knew Xena and Gabrielle were meant to be and if she could ever do some small part to make it happen, she’d give her life to keep them together.