x/g drabble fun
Hey y'all - first time posting in this comm. In fact, first fic-posting ever! Just a wee drabble, inspired by just having re-watched "Who's Gurkhan?" Takes place immediately after. Comments very welcome. A long story, unrelated, to follow in a week or two.
ETA: edited for formatting. Apologies to anyone who got the garbled first version.
Title: Dance
Pairing: Xena/Gabrielle
Rating: Oh, M to be safe, but nothing explicit.
Spoilers: Very mild, for "Who's Gurkhan?" only
Disclaimers: implied ladysex; cliché moonlight
Intellectual Property: Xena, Gabrielle, Xena: Warrior Princess, etc., are not mine. This story, however, is. Repost only with permission.
The ship rocked gently in the moonlight. Everyone else slept soundly. Xena, all in white, stood in the bow, gazing out to sea.
A hand on her shoulder. She turned. Gabrielle. Her hair braided, her skin gleaming under the moon, still smelling sweet of harem perfume and her own sweat.
Xena tensed.
‘When you danced for him -’
An edge in her voice.
Gabrielle stepped closer. Brushed Xena’s chin with her lips. ‘I was dancing for you.’ Flicked her tongue against Xena’s earlobe. ‘For you.’
Xena growled.
‘Dance again.’
Gabrielle’s hips swung. The ship rocked. Xena fell to her knees.
ETA: edited for formatting. Apologies to anyone who got the garbled first version.
Title: Dance
Pairing: Xena/Gabrielle
Rating: Oh, M to be safe, but nothing explicit.
Spoilers: Very mild, for "Who's Gurkhan?" only
Disclaimers: implied ladysex; cliché moonlight
Intellectual Property: Xena, Gabrielle, Xena: Warrior Princess, etc., are not mine. This story, however, is. Repost only with permission.
The ship rocked gently in the moonlight. Everyone else slept soundly. Xena, all in white, stood in the bow, gazing out to sea.
A hand on her shoulder. She turned. Gabrielle. Her hair braided, her skin gleaming under the moon, still smelling sweet of harem perfume and her own sweat.
Xena tensed.
‘When you danced for him -’
An edge in her voice.
Gabrielle stepped closer. Brushed Xena’s chin with her lips. ‘I was dancing for you.’ Flicked her tongue against Xena’s earlobe. ‘For you.’
Xena growled.
‘Dance again.’
Gabrielle’s hips swung. The ship rocked. Xena fell to her knees.