Blondes Wear Leather Too--Gabrielle's Scroll

Stepping into the stable to see what was taking Xena so long to finish getting Argo settled in for the night, I figured she would be highly irritated by now. Patience was not one of her virtues when it came to doing business. I opened the door to see my Warrior Princess leisurely leaning against a beam, supposedly talking to the blacksmith about shoeing Argo before we left tomorrow. She certainly didn't seem upset over the long wait. I walked towards her, and all I could see were boots on the other side of Argo. This certainly was a short blacksmith. Xena looked up as I was nearing, and said, "Hey." "Xena, are you almost finished?" "Yeah, yeah. Gabrielle, I'd like for you to meet Micah." Someone began stepping around, stooping down to walk under Argo's chin, and I saw a hand extend. My immediate reaction was to join that hand for a friendly shake, but then my senses, eyes, and brain all realized at the same time that Micah was a girl. "Micah's the blacksmith's daughter, and she was just brushing Argo down to make her more comfortable."

"Oh really?" Why did that come out so 'territorial'? I let go of her hand, and gave her a quick, fake smile. I had never been jealous, and that's exactly how that sounded. Was I jealous? Why was I questioning myself? Could it be from seeing Xena so light and free, almost giggling while talking to this person? It didn't help that Micah was obviously buff, very cute, and had Argo practically eating out of her hand. Stupid horse. I had worked years to get along with her. Maybe it was the leather pants. I had rarely seen any females in leather pants, and this female certainly did the pants justice.

"I won't be much longer. I need to talk to Micah's dad first, and he should be back any minute. Did you want to shop or something and I'll meet you back at the room?"

"Sure." I knew I could feel steam coming from my ears, but I concealed it as best as I could. "Micah, it was nice meeting you. Xena, I'll be across the street." Leaving the stable, my brain started making lists about the pros and cons of this scenario. Maybe Xena was simply enjoying talking to someone who really understood horses. She did love her Argo. But the other blonde mane was the one I was worried about. Yes, I was jealous. But that's okay. I don't give up that easily. I thought to myself, "Leather trousers, huh? Okay, Xena. If leather trousers do the trick for you, then leather you will have."

My first stop: Ye Ole Leather Shoppe. I was a little embarrassed about asking for leather pants, since I have never really worn pants before. With a few measurements, we were able to come up with a pair quite quickly. "It seems that you and another young gal here in town fit the same pattern", the nice old shop owner said.

There it went again, that dominating feeling creeping back up my neck. "Well, you don't say. I thought these would enhance my riding." Or being ridden by Xena. I would make her want it and give it to her good. Gods, I had to get a grip! Better yet, I had to get grip on my Warrior Princess and be certain she never had wandering eyes. Looking in the mirror, I sort of liked what I saw. They fit my legs and ass quite tightly, and laced in front, starting at Xena's favorite spot. I felt so much bolder; more confident. Yeah, this was going to work.

Thanking the nice little man, I walked along the shop fronts and saw the most flowing, silky white shirt in one of the stores. Not being able to resist, I tried it on, and knew this was the perfect combination to complete my new look. It enhanced the shape of my breasts, and my nipples were already erect as the silky smooth fabric brushed over them, reminding me of Xena's tongue. Leaving the shop with a new energy within, I had a new purpose in life…to conquer Xena.

I hid my purchases in the room and decided to take a bath. I soaked and thought about how to start my assault. When it came time for dinner, I would go to the dining area as usual, but forget something upstairs and change. I was going to enjoy seeing her chin hitting the floor. She would either hate it or love it. I had a feeling she was going to love it. Maybe this new spark is just what we need for a 'refresher'.

I opened the window to let the nice breeze come in and help dry my hair. The air was warm, but a change of season was in the air. The nights were already much cooler. I had a towel wrapped around me and laid across the bed and thought some more of my strategic moves ahead. How did Xena conquer? How would Xena like to be conquered? By her own means, or by surprise attack? Maybe a little of both would be nice--knowing part of the plan, but not all.

I started writing, and drifted off to sleep. The next thing I knew, a warm mouth and tongue were tracing the outside of my ear, whispering "Wake up sleepyhead…aren't you hungry yet?" Boy was I. And warrior meat was the main course on my menu.

Xena took a quick bath, and I lay on the bed and enjoyed the view. I was dying to ask her about Micah, but I would not allow myself to be so easily read. I would wait until I had her in my clenches and see what she remembered about the little filly. "What is that smirk about, Gabrielle?" Xena's voice startled me out of my trance, and I casually said, "Oh nothing much. I guess it's about time to get dressed." I purposely let my towel fall open when getting up from the bed, revealing all I wasn't wearing. I never looked her way and proceeded to get dressed. I wanted to jump in the tub with her right now, but I had to display complete control. I heard her mutter "Oh Zeus", as she stepped out and grabbed her towel from the rack.

We both got dressed, and I could feel Xena staring at me, trying to put an explanation on my distance from her. We would normally never pass up this opportunity to make love. "Are you ready for dinner? I thought we might take a walk when it got a little darker outside."

"Yeah, that'll be fine." She seemed to be wondering what was behind my actions. Little did she know that I had every intention of bringing her great heights and a few surprises before the night was over.

We proceed down the stairs, and I asked, "Where do you want to sit?" I turned and looked at her standing behind me. She was the most beautiful creature. I could never want anyone the way I want her. "Gabrielle?"

"What? Oh, it doesn't matter. Well. I take that back. How about a private little spot?"

She seemed pleased with that idea. I think she thought I was ignoring her back in our room. If the truth were known, I couldn't allow myself to start touching her, even kissing her. I could not refrain myself from making love with her right now, and I wanted to save every ounce of excitement and anticipation I had. I wanted to put my mark on her, to claim her. It took a certain mindset to feel this way, but I had the agility tonight to make it happen.

"Xena, I forgot my bag. Will you go ahead and grab a table for us?"

"Sure. What would you like to drink?"

"How about wine tonight?"

"Wine, hmmm? Well, what's the special occasion, Gabrielle?"

"You are. Now please get that table before it gets taken! I'll be right back."

She looked at me through squinted eyes, wanting to ask questions but deciding she wouldn't. Gods, my hands were shaking! I was trying to unlace my top and take off my boots and make sure my hair was right and get dressed as quickly as possible. My entrance had to be perfect. I had to make her look at me with lust and want in her eyes. I needed to see it, but more than that, I wanted her to feel it…just like an air around her. We have felt it before, but this time was going to be different. For both of us.

The shirt's neckline plunged to reveal the top mounds of my breasts. Tucking it in and lacing my pants, I remembered one other leather accessory I needed for the evening. It was in Xena's bag, but not for long.

"Ready or not Xena, here I come…" I muttered to myself as I shut the door behind me to our room. I felt like someone else. It was such a different look for me, but I quite liked it. I didn't feel like the timid little girl that so many people see when they look at me. I felt like I could kick some ass, and it was a great feeling of strength. Sort of commanding. I could tell through the windows that nightfall was upon us. There were several lanterns lit in the dining room. I started my decent down the stairway, searching for Xena in a corner table. Thank the gods there aren't that many corners. I started feeling a little nervous and was afraid maybe I'd lose my edge, but my eyes found hers, and what I saw caused all time to stand still.

She had a glass to her mouth, and just froze when she realized it was me coming down the stairs. I left my hair down tonight, so it would fall loosely when I hovered over her, making love to her. The long, full sleeves on my shirt were flowing as I moved down the stairs. I could feel the heat rise in my crotch. I spotted her, and she never moved the entire time I came down the stairs and even on my walk to the table. It was incredible. "Xena, are you all right?"

"Gabrielle…when did you…where did you…"

I sat down beside her, and put my hand under the table on her thigh. "You seemed to like it today, and I always want you happy with your surroundings…" Tracing her center on the outside of her breeches, I asked, "Don't you like what you see?" "Of course I do. I just didn't have any idea you had this planned." "Xena, there's a lot you don't know about this evening."

Our dinner arrived and it seemed that our usual appreciation for a warm meal wasn't quite so important. I loved the look on Xena's face. She seemed a little confused about what I was doing, surprised I was doing it, and the more I flirted, happy I was doing it. "Would you relax, and let me wine and dine you tonight, my Warrior Princess?" With that said, she seemed to obey and begin to loosen up. We sipped our wine and got lost in ourselves, oblivious to the people and noises around us. I was already wet just having her responding to me this way.

"Gabrielle, you look good tonight." What a relief. I was afraid she would be turned off because of my much more butch appearance. I was very happy she finally let me know, although I thought the look in her eyes was telling me enough. "Well it's good that you think so, because you are going to be seeing a lot of me tonight." She raised an eyebrow, and said, "Is that right? We better not drink too much and fall asleep too early, now should we?" My chest flushed, just picturing myself inside her. I didn't want to be behind her…I wanted to be on top of her, between her legs, looking into her eyes the entire time I pumped in and out, controlling her pleasure.

"Xena, let's go for a walk. The night is beautiful, and some fresh air will be nice." I took her hand under the table, gently squeezing it. "You know I adore you. I want tonight to be very special for us. Just let me take care of everything." She opened her mouth slightly as if she was going to say something, but changed her mind. Knowing it was a little chilly, I already knew a place we could go to be warmer.

We walked out of the dining area with what seemed like every eye glued to us. Were we that obvious? Was my desire for her showing so easily? I looked down as we walked out the door onto the street, and saw that yes, most likely my desire was obvious. My chest seemed fuller than normal…the silk was such a different feeling than my usual top. My anticipation for Xena's mouth on me was also helping the definition show through. She touched my arm and stopped me outside the door. "I love your shirt, and especially what's under it, but I don't like everyone seeing my treasures." I took her hand and brought it up to cover one of my breasts. "Isn't it okay to look if they don't get to touch?" Her own chest was rising and falling a little more heavily, and I knew my plan was working. The Seduction by Gabrielle would begin.

"Let's go check on Argo," I said as I broke the stare we had been sharing. Expecting a question about why but nothing said, she let me lead the way to the stable.

We quietly entered the stable, and went to Argo's stall. "Now tell me why we're here at this hour…" Xena said as I put Argo' blanket on the horse's back. "The rule for tonight is you can ask me no questions. Just trust me, and do as I say. Is that clear, Warrior Princess?" "Gabrielle…" I stood close to her, and started rubbing my own breasts, pushing them together. "Mmmmm, they feel so good under this silk. It would be a shame if you didn't get to touch me." She looked hungry.

She glanced at my the laces on my pants, and said, "Need any help untying all those strings?" "Maybe, but I'll be the one to let you know." I reached up her thighs and rubbed my fingers under the edge of her breeches. I yanked down on them, almost pulling them down. Xena gasped with surprise, but her eyebrows soon leveled out, her eyes narrowed, and she said, "My, but aren't we the commander tonight? Did Micah really get to you?" The truth stung like a poisoned dart, but I had to find the greater good in every situation…I felt the importance of keeping Xena interested in my looks, and she certainly seemed interested in Micah. Dressing this way definitely gave me an edge I had started to enjoy. Xena's response and allowance of me to do this was the icing on the cake. "Just take these off and get on the horse. And that's an order!"

"Okay, but it better be good." Why did she always try to have the last word? "Oh, don't worry. It will be…" I whispered back into her ear, as I ripped her underwear and tore them off her.

"Up here", I said, patting the blanket. "It's time for your riding lesson." Squinting those blue eyes down at me, she did as I requested, and I told her to scoot back. I found a small stool and met her on the blanket, facing her. "Now, I'm going to teach you the pleasure of riding on a horse."

I grabbed her legs, underneath her thighs and pulled her in a swift movement very close to my mound. I let her legs rest on top of mine. I began rubbing her thighs in massaging moves, rubbing hard and slow, kneading her muscles. I spread the leather skirt upwards, and ran my middle finger down her center, the moisture already seeping and making her hair wet. I grabbed behind her back with my left arm and pulled her as closely as possible, saying, "Kiss me. Make love to my mouth."

Xena's scrumptious lips met mine with perfect timing and precision of movement. We had gotten our kissing synchronized perfectly, and we always made lots of time for our kissing. It's like an appetizer…getting high…on pure desire and want for the person who is the other half of your soul. She could put me in a trance by outlining my mouth with her tongue. She reduced me to a weakling when she captured my mouth. Our leather crinkled against each other, the smells of it all offering up a sweet sacrifice to the power of love. "Can I touch you?" I asked her. "Yessss…" and I held onto her body very tightly and strongly, making her know I had her, I could hold her, and wanted to hold her. Nobody had every taken care of Xena. She wouldn't allow it, but I got closer than most. Submission was something Xena couldn't accept easily. I always tried to make sure that Xena knew I thought she was a perfect creation. I wanted her to be able to trust me wholly.

I turned my hand over, and cupped her mound. We resumed our union of mouths, and I took just one finger and glided through her wetness in an up and down motion, continuing in a steady, slow rhythm and sucking her tongue with no moans held back. I gave her a little more pressure, and she arched her hips and held them toward me so I could touch her more easily. "You're getting so hard, Xena." She looked amazing.

I took my other hand and held open her lips, allowing my other fingers such freedom in stroking her just perfectly. I wouldn't go inside her. "I'm going to let you come, but we've got a very long night ahead of us. Pace yourself." I continued stroking her, my own core flooding from the excitement. She placed her hands behind her, locking her elbows. I let one hand slide along her sex, while the other hand started stroking her clit. She was swollen more than usual. She had already filled my hand with her juices, and I wanted to be fucking her so badly right now. But more importantly, I wanted her to be on fire before we went to that scene.

"That's right, fuck it, Baby", I told her when her hips started to move hard against my hand. Our position wasn't the most comfortable, and definitely not convenient, but it started the night out with something new and the surprise tactic was very important for my plan. She came very slow, but very hard. She fell against me, and I held her tightly. "Are you ready to go back to our room, since you've gotten a little warmed up?" She lifted her head and looked at me. "Gabrielle, what do you have on underneath those pants?" An evil little grin was all I could give back on that one. "You'll just have to wait and find out!"

Before we left the stable, I grabbed her around her waist. "Xena, you know I love you. I want you to be happy tonight, and just let me love you." She had to feel my emotion. "Gabrielle…", was all she said, and seemed to stop to think. "All right." Although I was supposed to be in command, I always needed her approval. I didn't mind, actually. Her happiness was my true concern. "But if I catch cold from being under clothed, I will make sure you don't sleep at night, either."

"Okay, I will take good care of you. We better get to our room since it's slightly drafty tonight. Now can I have a kiss before we leave the stable?" I saw a pail behind us and quickly ran to it, bringing it back and turning it upside down. I stepped upon it and said, "I'm ready." I pulled her into me. "This is nice," I said, not being able to resist smiling. I was tall enough to put my arms around her very securely. Our heads tilted and lips met in perfect unison. She agreed.

Before going upstairs, we stopped by the bar in the dining area and took a bottle of wine back to our room. Xena went to the bed, and after taking off her boots and armor, poured us each a glass of wine. She stretched out on the bed, giving me control of the night. I pulled my shirt out of my pants and over my head. "Thought you might like something refreshing to go with your wine…", I said, as going to our bed and climbing up her body. "You said you had me some wine?", I asked as I laid my chest on hers. Her lips still wet with the fruit, I licked them over and over, making sure I had wet not only her mouth, but her center as well. "Mmmmm, that is the best wine I have ever tasted." She started caressing my back. Her touch was so sensual, and by this time, I was in extreme need to be touched by my warrior princess. I moved to take off my boots, and she said, "Leave on your pants…"

"Did you want me to leave on my leathers?" she asked, and I said, "I thought you'd never ask…why don't you let me help you get a little more comfortable…" and I began helping her undress to nothing but skin. I made certain I stroked every inch of her as passionately as possible. Her long body responded to my touches, and I knew I had held back as long as I could. I spread her legs apart and lowered my midsection into her mound, keeping her left leg in my hand, wrapping it around me as I moved into her. Her breathing told me she was as excited as I was. I took her hand and rubbed it along the front of my pants, telling her "untie these". When she did, I then took her hand and stroked it down the front of my pants, exposing not only my wetness for her, but also what I had hidden as a surprise for her. "Do you want me, Xena? Can I go inside you?"

She was so beautiful lying on the pillows, her dark hair silky and long. She grabbed the phallus and gently pushed it into me, knowing it would stimulate my already drenched mound. I knew she had already felt it move against her, but she seemed to want it as much as I did. "Let me make sure you're wet enough…" and I moved down her body with my tongue making a trail the entire trip. I sucked as much of her center into my mouth as I could. She felt wonderful, dripping with a glistening wetness that made my body respond in the same way behind the phallus. "You're ready, baby", and I pulled her to the end of the bed. "I want to make sure you can feel me." I moved both her legs where they were bent at the knee, and dipped the head of my appendage into her opening. She moved against me, wanting to move her hips upward to take in more of me. "Wait…not yet. Get me wet, first, Xena." I rubbed the phallus up and down her opening, watching her eyes close and hearing her moans of pleasure. "More, Gabrielle…" Gods, she turned me on.

I reached down and opened up her lips, starting to slowly rub her clit on each side between my fingers. "Do you want me to jack you off, baby?" "Yessss," she moaned, and I left the tip of the phallus in her, moving just enough to keep it inside her. I took her clit between my fingers and started moving against it, all the while feeling her vagina open up and taking more of me in. "Do it, baby", she gasped. "Do what? What do you want from me?"

"Fuck me…" she said as she looked into my eyes with total need. I could not resist her. I put my hands on her waist, and standing at the end of the bed, I moved inside her. "Gods, you feel so good, Xena…"

"Mmmmm, you feel good, baby" she said. "Can I go all the way inside?" I asked as I barely moved back and forth. "Let me show you" she whispered, and she grabbed my ass, pulling me into her, and sliding into her was heaven. "Xena", I barely spoke. The feeling of her lips around me, pushing into her the core of her sex and hearing the wetness while I moved back and forth out of her was unexplainable.

Standing at the end of the bed, making love to Xena, was a fantasy brought to life. With her feet planted on the bed, I was able to move freely, fucking her with firm strokes, feeling of her body, of her breasts, and able to see all of her. "Move up a little, " I told her, and I pulled out just long enough to take off my pants. I needed complete freedom to make love to her.

I got back onto the bed, and lay down beside her. "Why don't you sit on me?" I asked, and without hesitation, she climbed on top of me. I brought her hips up to my mouth, and began my assault on her body. Licking wildly up and down her slit, she exerted so much wetness both inside and around my mouth. "Gods, baby, you are so wet…." She seemed to be enjoying the motion, and I knew she could come at any time.

Withdrawing my mouth from her, she whimpered, but I moved her hips back to my mound. "Take me in, Xena." She sat slowly on the phallus, her pleasure obvious as she began moving up and down. She leaned to my mouth and started kissing me. The entire sensation of it all was bringing me close to orgasm, especially being able to feel the nub of the phallus against my own sex. She was extremely sensuous as she moved on top of me, placing her hands on my breasts and sending shocks throughout my body. I ran my hands on her hips, behind her, up her back, over her breasts, and then to her mouth. She took my fingers in one by one and sucked on them. "Do you want me to suck your cock, Gabrielle?"

Without an answer from me, she moved her body down mine, and grabbed the phallus with one hand and with the other, stroked my wetness that she could reach. I watched as her mouth descended on me, and she moaned with every motion of going up and down the shaft. Oh gods, to be able to really feel her mouth and her suction on me would be bliss. She could make me come at any moment. "Do what makes you feel good, Xena." "I am."

She suddenly changed directions, and slowly sat down on the phallus, facing the end of the bed. I had a perfect view of her ass, and my hands couldn't resist touching as much of her as I could. I reached around and found her clitoris and she moved up and down on me, the sensation overwhelming.

Feeling her body tighten, as well as her core, I knew she was very close. She became very determined in her movements, almost slow but steady. Each time she would set her weight back down onto me, it rubbed my clit, and the climb for both of us would be at the same time. We were totally lost in the moment, and as she mounted me and I filled her, I couldn't have been any happier. She began her ascent, moving with more speed, and I ran my hands over her body. "You're going to make me come inside you, Xena…" She was making sounds of pleasure, and the way she moved was sending me into oblivion.

"I'm so close, Gabrielle…" I could feel it, and it was the most incredible experience. I thrust my hips as hard as I could, and she increased her speed rapidly. She found her release, and with my name on her lips, I came very hard beneath her. There was something about her being able to find pleasure from me and then finding liberation, I was more in love than ever.

She fell forward onto the bed, catching her breath and her bearings. She moved to let the phallus leave her body, and then turned around and motioned for me to lie on her shoulder, but first I removed the harness and then just got beneath the sheets with her. It felt so good to stretch out comfortably and just be in each other's arms. We drifted off to sleep in the stillness, and I awoke with Xena's tongue tracing my ear and down the side of my neck. She wanted me, and I could never resist her touch. "I want to feel you" and instantly we were ready to make love again. She turned me on my side and slid in behind me, holding me tightly in her grip, and slowly moving against my ass. I pressed my hips backward to meet her, sleepily grinding into her until everything started waking up. She had me encircled in her arms, but moved one of her hands to trail slowly down to my lips, whispering, "Let me see if you are wet for me…" She knew what she would find, and moaned with pleasure when she found her fingers returning slick with my juices. She swirled the tips of her fingers every so lightly around my nipples, and continued her slow, moving grind behind me. "Taste yourself for me", she said as she traced my mouth, making my mouth open with desire. I readily sucked her fingers in hard, long strokes, running my tongue in between her fingers, letting her know I'd love to be licking her right now.

I didn't have to prove anything tonight. Although it all went well, I knew that she was mine, and the feeling was mutual. There was no need to worry about her loving anyone else. She didn't have to say these words, but I could feel the connection we shared. Somehow, I was her only one, and I intended to keep it that way. Whatever she wanted or needed, I would do my best to give it to her. Leather or no leather.

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