THE WATER'S EDGE
by Tegan Jovanka
DISCLAIMER: The characters of Xena and
Gabrielle are property of Universal-MCA. No improper
infringement is intended.
WARNING: This story deals with a romantic
relationship between two women and includes some scenes of a
graphic sexual nature. If you are offended by this, please do
not read further.
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Xena opened her eyes…and saw herself.
It was a distorted shimmering image. It took the weakened warrior
some moments to clear both the exhaustion from her mind and the moisture
from her eyes to realize that she was staring into her own reflection.
The image of herself was tied to a pole, her arms outstretched on a
cross pole and bound.
Snow was falling all around her, a light cascade on her head and
shoulders. Xena opened her mouth to scream, but she could not. The cold
had tightened her throat.
Xena’s reflection tried to scream back from the shiny surface of
the shield in the snow, but it had no better luck. She watched herself
being lowered into the snow by the roman centurions, until her eyes
could only stare up at the gray sky above. The flakes of snow, drifting
by the wind, floated down upon her face now and it almost gave her some
comfort. The cold was lifting the haze from her mind more rapidly now.
She was beginning to shiver now, but she had survived worse in her time.
If lucky, she might survive this.
But the question remained whether she would want to.
Xena turned her head to the right, trying to focus on the centurions
moving about her. It seemed like twilight, but Xena could still see her
surroundings about her.
Then, she saw her……
Xena sat up with a start. It was night and it was warm. A small fire
burned nearby, but it was a faint illumination compared to the light of
the full moon above. Xena shivered, knowing the feeling was generating
from within herself and not from the temperate air around her. In a
frantic move, she turned to Gabrielle lying almost next to her. Her
companion was lying atop a clothspun blanket, her body covered in a
small cotton nightdress. The hem had hiked up over her thighs. Xena
started to reach out to recover Gabrielle’s legs, when she suddenly
stopped. The moonlight glistened on the bard’s blonde tresses and Xena’s
hand moved towards Gabrielle’s hair. Her fingers barely touched the
strands sloping across her friend’s throat, when the warrior suddenly
pulled her hand back.
Xena pulled her knees to her face and held them in her arms, trying
not to make a sound. Alti’s vision had begun to haunt her dreams, the
tableau of two of them, Xena and Gabrielle, being crucified by Caesar’s
soldiers. Alti had wanted to make Xena suffer by showing the warrior
princess her future. But Xena would have suffered this death gladly, if
only it meant Gabrielle would be safe.
Xena looked at Gabrielle lying there, the light playing over her
alabaster skin. Xena reached out again and pulled the hem of Gabrielle’s
nightdress down her thighs, her fingers brushing gently against the bard’s
flesh. Her fingertips lingered for a moment, then Xena drew back.
Gabrielle remained unmoving, her breast rising against the fabric of her
dress with every breath. Xena could only sit and admire Gabrielle’s
beauty, her feelings of pride subduing the dread of Alti’s horror.
Xena could feel a faint heated breeze waffling up the trail from the
lake. They had camped some yards away from the water’s edge to allow
Argo to graze in a nearby field. Xena stood up and enjoyed the feeling
of the warm air playing over the naked flesh that was exposed around the
leather doublet she wore. She closed her eyes to absorb the sensation
into every part of her body, letting her mind flow with the feeling.
Xena looked down at Gabrielle’s sleeping form. For a moment, she
want to lie down beside her, take the woman’s body and hold it close
to her own, hoping upon hope that what Alti had predicted would never,
ever harm them. But Alti’s predictions had always come true, Xena
reminded herself, from the moment they first met and the old witch had
offered her the young Amazon, Anakin. Xena had become Alti’s creature
for a time, manipulated……. deceived…… used.
But Alti was dead and Xena had gone to the other side to try and find
Gabrielle. She had no intention of losing the bard again…ever. The
breeze played over her again, reminding Xena of where she was. With a
quick glance to ensure that the fire was burning bright enough to ward
off any animals that could endanger her friend, Xena picked up her
blanket and made the short walk down to the water’s edge.
The warm, moist breeze was swirling over the lake, as she approached.
Xena marveled at the display of the moonlight playing across the water
and sat down a few feet from the edge, laying the blanket on the soil.
Deftly, she removed the doublet and stood nude in the wind, allowing the
warm air to caress her body. Xena closed her eyes and outstretched her
arms, doing a slow pirouette to allow the air to touch every part of her
body. There was no Alti, no Caesar, no dangers. There was only warmth
and a tingling in her body she hadn’t felt in some time. Xena slowly
collapsed down on the blanket and stretched her body out, her legs
pointing towards the water edge to allow the breeze to play upwards over
her frame. Xena stretched her arms above her head and relaxed, staring
up at the stars, trying not to let the sensation lull her back into
sleep and Alti’s vision of the future.
The breeze traveled up her legs, her calves, through every valley and
mound of her body. Xena allowed herself to move slowly against it, as if
against an invisible lover. Moving her legs slightly apart, Xena slowly
arched against it, as if she could absorb more of the wind. Without a
thought, she moaned, closing her eyes. The tingling sensation was
intensifying in body, and Xena’s hands began to move across her body
in a attempt to satisfy the feelings that were generating within her.
One hand touched her left
breast , the finger tips grazing over her ever-hardening nipple Her
other hand moved down towards the region between her legs. Her fingers
caressed the flesh that they found there and Xena plunged her fingers
within, her moans increasing, changing, forming a name………
A sudden snap of wood brought her back to awareness. Xena
quickly opened her eyes and sat up, her body braced for the attack. But
her expression gew sheepish , as her gaze fell upon the intruder. Xena
pulled the blanket from under her and draped it around her around her
body, as the visitor approached.
Gabrielle stepped into the moonlight and stood next to her, the
cotton dress fluttering in the wind. The bard was giving Xena a curious
expression, as she slowly sat down beside her.
"I woke up and you were gone, " She stated, " Your
armor were still hanging out, so I figured you didn’t go far."
"I couldn’t sleep, " Xena replied, looking towards the
lake, " I went for a walk."
Xena looked at Gabrielle suddenly and asked, "How long were you
"Long enough," Gabrielle replied with a small smile,
picking up a stone and tossing it out over the water, "I wouldn’t
be embarrassed, if I were you. We all have our….moments. Even me. It’s
"I know that!", The warrior replied, a slight grumble in
her throat, as she pulled the blanket around her tighter. She tried to
give the bard a angry look, but could only look sternly sheepish,
"A friend would have left me in my privacy."
"I was doing that," The bard replied, "But I stepped
on a fallen branch or twig. I’m sorry."
Even in the moonlight, Xena could see the color of her companion’s
eyes. Realizing she was staring, Xena turned her gaze towards the water.
"That’s all right, " She said softly, " No harm
The two women sat silent for a moment, enjoying the breeze, the air
fluttering through their air.
"That feels good," Gabrielle remarked in a soft tone.
"Yes, it does," Xena agreed.
Gabrielle suddenly stood up, declaring, "I’m going
"I’m going swimming!"
With that statement, Gabrielle pulled her dress over her head and
tossed it aside. She ran towards the lake and splashed into the water,
diving beneath the surface head first. Xena simply sat there, unsure of
what she should do. Gabrielle suddenly broke the surface and stood
towards Xena, the water coming to a point below her waist. The moonlight
played over her naked body, causing Xena to suppress the gasp rising in
her throat at the sight of Gabrielle’s beauty. The bard splashed water
towards the warrior..
"Come on!" Gabrielle invited, "Is the Warrior Princess
afraid of a little water?"
Xena smiled and rose to her feet, allowing the blanket to drop at her
feet. With a smile, Xena ran towards the lake. As she reached the water’s
edge, she leaped into the air. Her body rose into a high arc, turning
over in a gymnastic tumble as she flew over Gabrielle’s head and
plunged into the water a dozen yards away from the bard. Gabrielle’s
gaze followed Xena’s dive and she smiled, shaking her head.
Gabrielle continued to stare at the point where Xena had disappeared.
The surface remained calm. Gabrielle’s face went from a smile to
concern. Her mind raced, as her eyes darted around the lake’s surface.
Where was she? Did she hit the bottom on her dive and was rendered
unconscious? Was Xena drowning?
"Xena!" She cried, swimming towards the point where her
friend had disappeared, "XENA!"
She reached the point and continued to scan the lake’s surface.
Gabrielle was about to dive below the water, when two hands grasped
her ankles and flung her upwards into the air. The bard found herself
flying upwards into a high arc. Gaining her senses, she straightened her
body into a diving position , as she began her downward journey. She
gracefully plunged into the water and completed an arc that took her
back to the surface. She broke through the water and looked eagerly
Xena was several yards away, her head and shoulders above the
surface. She was laughing.
"What’s the matter, Amazon Princess!? Afraid to fly!?"
Gabrielle gritted her teeth and began to swim towards Xena.
"XENA! I’LL GET YOU FOR THAT!" she yelled, "WHEN I
Gabrielle suddenly stopped, as if she was seized from below. A look
of terror crossed her face.
"Xena! XENA! XE…."
Gabrielle disappeared beneath the surface as if jerked below.
"Zeus!" Xena cried, as she began to swim towards the spot
where Gabrielle had disappeared. As she approached, she filled her lungs
with air and dove beneath the surface. The moonlight provided little
illumination beneath the lake’s surface. Xena strained her eyes for
some sign of her companion in the depths, but could see nothing but the
stygian darkness. Her lungs aching, Xena rose to the surface, breaking
above the water, sucking for air.
"GABRIELLE!" she screamed.
A form rose behind her like a dolphin shooting above the lake,
sailing a few inches above the warrior’s head. Suddenly grasping Xena’s
shoulders firmly, the intruder shoved the warrior beneath the surface in
one quick motion. The form plunged back into the water, as Xena again
burst above the surface, spitting water and coughing for air.
Gabrielle broke the surface and laughed.
"That’ll teach you to make fun of the Amazons!"
Xena began to swim furiously towards Gabrielle, a intense expression
on her face. Even in the moonlight, Gabrielle could tell that Xena was
not to be trifled with. She looked about for some kind of exit, took a
deep breath, and plunged straight down.
"Not on your life!" Xena declared in a savage tone and dove
beneath the lake.
The surface of the lake returned to it’s placid state. Absolutely
nothing stirred for many moments.
Then the surface erupted. Xena and Gabrielle burst upwards, both
pushing their arms forward to spray water on the other. This continued
for many moments, before both got exhausted from the activity. With a
growl, Gabrielle charged Xena and grabbed her shoulders again,
attempting to force the warrior under the surface. Prepared this time,
Xena seized Gabrielle’s arms and flipped her body totally out of the
water and up in the air. For a moment, Gabrielle was upside down,
perched in the air on Xena’s shoulders. The bard then fell backwards
into the water. Xena laughed, as Gabrielle bobbed to the surface.
"Had enough?" She asked with a smile.
Her smile faded, as she noticed Gabrielle’s pained expression.
"It’s nothing," Gabrielle said with a twinge in her
voice, "I just hit the water a little too hard …My back ."
Concern crossing her face, Xena glided to Gabrielle. She wrapped one
arm around the bard’s waist, and began to touch her back with her
other hand, keeping both of them buoyant by the swaying of her legs.
"How does that feel?"
"A little lower."
Xena touched the small of Gabrielle’s back, then realized how close
her companion was. Gabrielle’s head was nestled at Xena’s throat,
her breath caressing the warrior’s flesh, their breasts pressed
against each other. Xena could already feel both her and Gabrielle’s
nipples beginning to harden at the contact. She shifted her head to look
into the bard’s face.
Later, neither would be sure who initiated the kiss. Suddenly their
lips were pressed against each other’s, then parted and their tongues
began to probe and duel. Their bodies slid about in a slow circle on the
surface of the water, Xena holding Gabrielle, as the other’s hands
held the larger woman closer to her.
When the kiss was over, their heads moved apart, their eyes locked in
the mystery of this moment. Xena moved apart from Gabrielle, her hand
sliding down the blonde’s arm, until it encircled Gabrielle’s
fingers. With a gentle tug, Xena led Gabrielle back to shore.
They slowly walked out of the water, Xena retaining her gentle hold
on Gabrielle’s hand. She led her to the blanket and looked into her
eyes. Gabrielle moved forward, her arms encircling Xena and kissed her
again, eagerly. Xena felt a pang of responsibility, a pang that quickly
faded as the younger woman melted her mouth against hers. Gabrielle then
began to kiss Xena’s throat, slowly leaving a trail of caresses as she
traveled down to Xena’s breast. With a look of hunger, Gabrielle
cupped Xena’s left breast in her hand and moved her lips to it,
darting her tongue back and forth across the nipple. The warrior felt
like her chest would cave in from Gabrielle’s touch, as the bard moved
from one breast to the other, lavishing each with her hot tongue.
Gabrielle then encircled right nipple with her lips and , in a sudden
moment, nipped the tip with her teeth, an action that brought a cry of
surprise from the warrior princess.
Gabrielle smiled up at the taller woman and slowly fell to her knees,
kissing Xena’s stomach on her journey downward. The warrior princess
began to breathe heavy in anticipation, as Gabrielle moved Xena’s legs
apart. Gabrielle gave Xena teasing glance, as she kissed one thigh and
then the other, moving her hands on the muscular flanks, as her head
moved slowly towards her target. Xena resisted the urge to entwine her
hands in Gabrielle’s hair and force her lips between her thighs,
instead giving the bard full control of their lovemaking. But, as
Gabrielle’s hot breath drew closer, Xena felt her resolve wavering.
Gabrielle reached her goal and nipped the folds between her lips,
careful not to bite them. Xena quivered in response. Gabrielle then
moved one hand and parted the folds. As she did, she blew her hot breath
Xena wanted to scream, as Gabrielle’s tongue probed into her flesh.
The younger woman was sending sensations through the warrior’s body
that she hadn’t felt in such a long time. While her fingers rubbed
against her folds, Gabrielle pushed her tongue harder against the small
mound that sending pleasure through every inch of Xena’s body. Keeping
a steady darting assault on her target. Xena’s knees started to
Gabrielle slowed her motion and looked up into Xena’s hungry eyes.
The warrior’s breath was heaving.
"I have to lie down," she said in a husky voice.
Gabrielle moved back, her hands grasping Xena’s wrists and slowly
helping her down to her knees. As Xena moved closer to the bard, she
noticed the juices on her mouth glistening against the moonlight. With a
smile, Xena leaned forward and licked them from Gabrielle’s face.
Gabrielle smiled and kissed Xena in return, as she placed her hands on
the warrior’s shoulders and pushed her gently back upon the blanket.
"I’m not done yet," The bard murmured.
Xena propped herself on her elbows and watched in eager anticipation,
as Gabrielle spread the warrior’s legs apart and returned to her task.
Xena watched for a few moments, before the sensations drained the energy
from her and she dropped flat on her back. She stared up at the stars
and thanked whatever Gods were responsible for this moment. She closed
her eyes and allowed the pleasure to wash over her. Caesar…Borias…even
Marcus…none of them had ever conjured the feelings that this young
woman was manifesting in Xena now. As the feelings swelled, Xena began
to dig her hands into the soil on either side of the blanket, grasping
the dirt, then flinging her fingers open as another wave of passion
engulfed her. She could feel herself nearing the heights of her
sensations. Suddenly, Gabrielle began to probe deep between the folds
with first one, then two fingers. Xena yelped and arched her back,
thrusting against Gabrielle’s mouth and fingers, her body undulating
in rhythm with her partner’s urgent motions. Xena gave out a little
scream, a sound to encourage Gabrielle to maintain her ministrations.
The pair moved faster against each other. The pounding waves rose higher
and higher, as Gabrielle added another finger to the pair plunging
inside of the warrior princess. Her tongue lapped and darted at the
small mound that she knew was bringing Xena closer to the moment she
craved. Xena’s body began to shake, as she screamed her passion into
the night sky, her hands entwining Gabrielle’s hair and pushing her
face against her body. Xena quickly released the bard and fell back
against the blanket, gulping deeply for air. As she did, she looked down
at Gabrielle, who had removed her fingers, but was still gently lapping
at Xena’s flesh.
Gabrielle looked up, a confused look on her face. Xena gestured for
Gabrielle to spin about. Gabrielle pivoted her body around to a point
where her legs were now on either side of Xena’s head. The bard then
dipped her head back between Xena’s thighs, her tongue slowly licking
the warrior’s body.
Xena raised her head and began to lick Gabrielle’s thighs, moving
upwards. She reached up and parted Gabrielle’s lips. Xena smiled.
"Ahhhh….Gabby’s little stick."
Xena pronouncement brought giggles from the bard, who slapped Xena’s
ass several times in retaliation. Xena laughed back. Then, with a look
of desire, the warrior brought her mouth against the target she sought..
Gabrielle shivered at the touch, stopping her own motions to absorb the
ministrations of her partner. Xena seized Gabrielle’s thighs, pulling
her back into almost upright position. Gabrielle was now sitting, her
back arching, as she thrust herself back onto Xena’s eager mouth. The
bard began to moan, first softly, then louder. Xena suddenly nipped at
her flesh, causing Gabrielle to yelp. The bard propped her hands against
Xena’s thighs, raising herself to look at the smiling woman beneath
" Shhhhh…I’m not through yet."
Xena gently grasped Gabrielle’s thighs and lowered the bard back to
her sitting position. She then took her right first finger and slipped
it in her mouth. Making sure it was sufficiently moist, Xena removed the
finger from her mouth and again assaulted Gabrielle’s 'stick,' her
tongue moving fast and furious. Gabrielle thrust her hips back at Xena,
careful not to put her full weight down, but letting the waves of
pleasure build in her body. As her movements became more frenetic, Xena
raised her wet finger to the small of Gabrielle’s back and moved it
down the center of the bard’s buttocks. As she reached her goal, Xena
thrust her finger deep into Gabrielle.
It was as if Gabrielle had been hit by a thunderbolt from Zeus. This
new tactic by the warrior caused Gabrielle to stiffen and then tremble
at this new assault, her hands clutching Xena’s thighs for support, as
she thrust her hips back against the invading appendages. She tried to
lower her head to Xena’s thighs to return the pleasure, but the
sensations were too great. With one hand holding Xena’s body for
support, she thrust her other hand between the warrior’s legs, her
fingers rubbing and probing in the same quick motions that she had
utilized before. Xena buckled against Gabrielle’s thrusts, trying to
keep up her own attack, as her body gyrated against the bard’s
Gabrielle suddenly arched up in a sitting position and screamed, her
body shaking violently. Her total concentration was lost in her moment
of passion, her entire body concentrated on only one goal, to thrust
back against the pleasure that Xena was giving to her. As she fell
forward, one hand missed Xena’s thigh for support and the bard rolled
off her companion onto the soil by the water’s edge. Xena pulled her
self up and moved to Gabrielle, slowly pulling her back onto the
blanket. As she did, she lay down beside her and encircled her arms
around the bard. Xena looked down at Gabrielle’s tired, but satisfied
expression, the moonlight glinting off the shimmer of sweat covering her
young body. Xena leaned forward and lapped at a small puddle of
perspiration between Gabrielle’s breasts, creating a shiver in
"Keep doing that…we’re going to start up again,"
"It wouldn’t be a bad idea. I’m curious to see what other
surprises you have for me."
Xena gave Gabrielle a cynical look and stated, "You seem to know
your way around, if you know what I mean."
"Yes, that," Xena smiled, "I get the idea I’m not
Gabrielle touched Xena’s cheek with the palm of her left hand and
said in a sincere tone,
"You are, Xena. I could never want or be with anyone else."
Gabrielle then lay back and stared at the stars.
"It happened after you….died and I took your body back to the
Amazons for burial. You remember that I was chosen to lead the Amazon
tribes and Ephiny was trying to indoctrinate in as many Amazon customs
and mores that she could. To the end, I was staying with two of the
tribe, Artemis and Diana. Unlike Ephiny, who married a male, these two
women were…a couple."
"And you slept with them," Xena concluded.
"No!" Gabrielle replied, moving her fingertips over Xena’s
lips. The warrior could see the distress in the bard’s eyes that Xena
would consider that possibility. Xena gently kissed the bard’s fingers
"You were….are the most important person in my life. I was
empty inside. Diana and Artemis respected that. But they lived as a
loving couple and allowed me to….observe, so that I would better
understand the people I would be ruling over. I have to confess it was
quite educational. But it couldn’t replace the loss I felt without
Xena leaned forward and kissed Gabrielle long and deep. Then she
moved back. Gabrielle snuggled closer to Xena’s body, her head against
the warrior’s chest.
"Artemis and Diana showed me…how they made love," She
continued softly, "Slowly, tenderly, then with great passion. I
have to admit the curiosity to join them was there……but they weren’t
the one I wanted to be with.. When I was in that hospice recovering from
my fall with Hope, you were all I thought about…Where you were, all
the times we spent together…and all the missed opportunities. We had a
LOT of those, Xena."
"And what made you think tonight was the night?" Xena
"Well," Gabrielle replied in a matter-of-fact tone,
"When I came by and found you doing what you were doing by the
water’s edge, you just happened to be moaning my name."
Xena gave her a disbelieving look.
"I was not!"
"Yes, you were!"
"Yes, you were."
"Well, it’s a good thing you stepped on that twig and brought
me out of it," Xena mused.
Gabrielle giggled, "I didn’t step on that twig…. I broke it
deliberately. I told you I wasn’t going to let another opportunity
The two women stared at each other for a long moment. Then Gabrielle
nuzzled against Xena’s breast and took her left nipple between her
lips, her tongue moving over it in a lazy lapping motion. She then
looked up at Xena. "What do we do now?" She smiled.
In a sudden movement, Xena took Gabrielle’s shoulders and pinned
her to the blanket. The bard’s body trembled slightly in anticipation,
her nostrils flaring, her lips parted. Her eyes widened as she met Xena’s
intensely passionate gaze. The warrior gave Gabrielle her most ruthless
smile. " My turn!" she stated in a dominant tone.
The morning found them asleep on the blanket, Xena’s arms around
Gabrielle’s body, holding the bard close to her. The warrior opened
her eyes and slowly took in the beautiful warm day. She snuggled closer
to Gabrielle and kissed her hair gently.
Xena suddenly realized that she had spent the whole night without
once being visited by Alti’s vision.
The warrior stroked Gabrielle’s blonde strands and mused to herself
that maybe the future can be changed, that perhaps their love will be
the factor in changing it.
Xena looked down, as Gabrielle slowly rolled over in her arms to face
the warrior, the sleep still evident in her eyes.
"Good morning," the bard yawned.
Gabrielle reached up and tenderly touched Xena’s cheek.
"Do you think we have a little time before breakfast?"
"Gabrielle, we have all the time in the world."
In a quick motion, Gabrielle rolled up and pinned Xena down to the
blanket by her shoulders.
"Good!" She declared, "My turn!"
Their laughter and screams echoed across the lake.
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