Flowers For The Gardener

The socialite walked around the living room, closing her eyes, letting the soft summer breeze filter through her, murmuring in soft pleasure as it ruffled her hair gently. The thickness of the carpet sensually carressed her toes as they sank in its thickness. ‘How about something romantic?’ she thought. She stopped in front of one of the windows, watching the blue green water getting closer as the tide rose, one finger tapping against her chin, gears hard at work. The beach carried in its own distinct smell and she took a deep breath. ‘Yeah.’ she thought. ‘I’ve got it.’

She quickly turned around and marched purposefully through the living ‘til she reached the kitchen. She grabbled a can of Diet Mountain Dew, the keys with the letter X key chain and headed out the door. Xena wouldn’t be in until later that evening from her trip to the mainland, so she had plenty of time to set up her little scenario. Once she reached the car, she realized she had left her purse with her credit cards still inside. Grumbling and mumbling something about haste makes waste, she bounded up the four steps back to the door. The blonde woman hesitated for a few seconds. ‘You know Gabrielle, you’d figure you’d know the code by now after living here for so long.’ The code was inside her purse.

She sat down on the stairs in despair. Think, Gabrielle, think. She bent her head down ‘til her forehead touched her knee. Her blonde hair immediately fell forward, creating sudden darkness. Darkness. ‘Aha!’

She stood up in a flash and punched in the numbers and letters. ‘Voila.’ Now, where was it? ‘If I were a purse, where would I be? Maybe she should just pay cash and forget about it. Duh! That still meant she needed her ATM card which was in the purse. Tick tock sounds echoed through her mind. Even though she had time, these were minutes that were still ticking by.

The kitchen! Bathed in a heavenly light, was her purse on top of the counter. Hearing a choir singing Alleluia in her head, she picked up her purse and ran back out.

By the time she got to the car again, she was sweating up a storm. Taking a few moments to calm down, she opened up the can and took several gulps of the smooth liquid. She puffed away at a blonde stray, feeling somewhat settled. She took the cool can and placed it on her forehead. ‘Who ever thought romance would be such hard work.’ She turned up the AC all the way and merrily drove away.

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Xena drove up the driveway, a grin naturally working its way on her face. Time had not diminished the fire and things were still going fantastic between her and Gabrielle. She has to be the one, she thought. She hoped that her lover felt it too, that it wasn't just lust or something even more obscure. 'At least I know it's not money.' The dark haired woman mused. 'She gave up everything she had just to follow me, without me telling her about my own wealth.'

After shifting the car into park, she opened the door and stepped out into fading orange rays. ‘Next time, that little woman is coming with me.’ She couldn’t believe how much she had missed the socialite's presence the entire day and didn’t want to experience that again. 'God, Xena, you've become so pathetic.' She shook her head. 'To think you used to call yourself a loner. Ha!'

After taking a few steps away from the car, bright colors caught her attention. 'Are those what I think they are?' She kneeled down to get a closer look. She picked up a petal with wide-eyed wonder. Blue eyes followed the rainbow. Leading to the first step were a multitude of different colored flower petals. She brought the red petal in her hand up close to her nose. The gardener closed her eyes and breathed in deeply. Her heart constricted at the sudden strong emotions that coursed through her body. She opened her water filled eyes, to see the other steps were also filled with petals. With shy nervousness, she stood up and followed the trail.

Once inside, she unconsciously closed the door behind her, barely aware of her actions. Unbelieving, she stood with her back against the heavy door. Soft music filtered through the house, gently caressing her sense of hearing, and more petals made a trail, leaving behind a lovely fragrance that caressed her sense of smell. Encouraged with anticipation, she slowly followed the trail up the softly curving staircase.

The thought of what she might find hit the gardener with a jolt of lust that struck directly to her below. As the dark haired woman climbed the stairs, her hands started caressing her own body, gathering up an intense sexual energy that seemed to surround her in a stormy haze. The romance from the flower petals scattered on the floor filled her heart with such a strong emotion, she was almost overwhelmed. Xena followed the trail, decadent thoughts moving swiftly in and out of her mind as her hands worked on her body.

She turned left at the top of the stairs and reached for the first door on the right. Her heart accelerated two-fold as her hand reach for the doorknob. Taking a deep breath to calm herself, she entered.

She was instantly assailed in both sight and smell. A rainbow of flowers and scented candles filled the room. Everywhere she looked, there were flowers of all types and colors. The trail of petals led to the king size bed, and what greeted her there simply took away her ability to breathe. The bed was all covered with petals, and right in the center was her beloved. Naked, alluring, and indescribably breathtaking. Gabrielle. She fell back against the door, weak with the sudden surge of desire that wracked her body, making her pulse with a steady beat, her knees weaken. She had yet to take a breath.

Laying sideways, the blonde woman had a most delicious seductive look on her face. A well-manicured hand reached down and picked up a handful of petals. Green eyes wickedly locked onto hers, the hand slowly let go of its prize. It rained petals over her naked body, a cascade of colors that seemed to caress the luscious curves that begged to be noticed as they settled back on the bed.

Xena felt her mouth go dry and her breathing increase. Oh to be at least one of those petals, to be able to experience the wonder of that glorious body. Unconsciously, she started removing her clothes, loathing anything that might stand in the way of making skin contact.

Darkened green eyes devoured every move, feasting as more and more creamy smooth skin revealed itself to starving eyes. ‘If only I could be worthy of that look,’ thought Xena.

Feeling like she was in a trance, the gardener slowly approached the beauty on the bed. Blue eyes never wavering for fear that it was all a horrible mirage her mind had foolishly created, that she would wake up to find herself alone and unloved. She kneeled in reverence when she reached the bed. Not one word had yet been spoken.

Gabrielle leaned forward, reaching out with her left arm and eased a hand underneath the long black hair, pulling the most kissable lips she had ever seen toward her own.

Both women groaned long and hard as soft and tender kisses were exchanged. Gentle tuggings of lips, teeth softly raking across smooth pink skin. Tongues sucking one another in worship, giving and taking, a dance of love, passion, and promises.

With a slight tug, and a willing body, the socialite pulled the tall woman on top of her. A shower of petals floated to the floor, instantly sorry that they wouldn’t be a part of the loving activities.

Xena’s hands roamed everywhere, wishing she could touch every inch of the soft body all at once, unable to get enough. She reveled in the scents that constantly assaulted her, a deep craving for the smell that was so uniquely Gabrielle.

The dark woman pulled back to stand on her knees. To see Gabrielle's body surrounded by whites, pinks, and yellows was a vision that would bring any man or god to their knees. A halo of divinity was cast upon her beloved by the flickering of the flames that filled the room. Xena wondered how could such a perfect creature want her.

Playfully, Xena scooped of handful of petals and let them joyfully fall all over her angel.

Gabrielle smiled, letting out a chuckle of pure joyful abandonment. "Xena." The small woman sat up, barely an inch from the perfectly sculptured face. A hand reached down and headed toward dark curly hair.

Xena closed her eyes and tilted her head back, issuing forth an animalistic growl as she felt one warm finger slide in between her wetness.

Gabrielle than leaned up and forward, wrapping her hand firmly around Xena’s head. "Don’t be afraid to touch me," the blonde whispered. She felt shaking hands land on her waist and a ragged breath by her ear. "Please let me show you how I feel."

The dark haired woman almost fainted at the plea. Xena lowered the light of her life gently onto the bed and proceeded to lavish her with the sweetest and hungriest of kisses. A pink tongue snaked out and tasted perfect lips. Lips sucked gently on her bottom lip. Every touch was meant to convey a thousand words. She caressed a youthful face lightly with her fingertips. Then, she was gripped with knowing hands and turned around, causing a sensual flutter of petals.

Green eyes looked over and picked up a petal. She watched as the woman beneath her closed her eyes at the first touch. She eased the petal lightly over the silky skin, watching muscles quiver underneath. Mentally acknowledging how the petal’s softness paled in comparisons to her beloved’s skin.

Xena’s skin was a fiery tingle as the petal slowly teased its way over her skin. The gentlest of touches sending her higher and higher. She gasped suddenly as the teasing touch was replaced by a warm wet touch. Goosebumps erupted as she felt a gentle wind blow across wet skin. She moaned, sinking in the feeling of teeth nibbling and nipping at her skin. Feeling delirious at the sucking sensations bombarding her neck.

Gabrielle let out a long moan when her lips encountered a scrumptuous nipple. She sucked and sucked, losing herself trying to get as much into her mouth as possible, her left hand firmly caressing the other, pinching, pulling, grabbing. She was getting lost in the loving of her woman.

The blond growled when she felt strong long fingers wrap themselves around her hair. Decidedly moving her head to the left, being made aware of how neglected that breast had been. She used her teeth to nip everywhere, her tongue to taste everything, her mouth to suck harder. On the nipple, underneath, all around. Savoring, relishing, teasing.

She moaned louder when the strong grip in her hair pushed her down further. Her small body trembled at the implication. She planted butterfly kisses all over the toned firm expanse of skin. Her tongue thoroughly enjoying the feast, her ears devouring the sounds of extreme pleasure that came from above.

Lovingly, she tasted her way, her heart trembling at what she was about to do. In the short while that they had been together, there was one place she had yet to thoroughly explore. She couldn't wait to taste her gardener in the most intimate of places.

Once she reached her destination, she couldn't help but to linger lightly over the sacred area. The blonde closed her eyes and inhaled the fragrance she knew so well, yet couldn't get enough. Her mouth watered in anticipation. Green eyes opened, to gaze upon the beauty that was her woman. Half hooded blue eyes met her gaze. Gabrielle slowly descended her head, eyes still firmly locked. A cute pink tongue snaked out and parted glistening walls for its first taste. Gabrielle heard her own moan drowned out by the 'Oh gods' yell from above. The taste was exquisite, beyond words, all hers.

Gabrielle's world narrowed down to focus on this delicacy sent from heaven. Enthusiastically, she licked all over, memorizing the smoothness, the different textures that she now considered only hers. She felt hands push her face in deeper, and she groaned louder, understanding the pressure, smiling as she too couldn't get enough. The blonde head writhed around in joy, happily getting all of her lips and face wet with the succulent juices. Teeth softly raking the sweetest of places, mouth sucking the delicious treat, and tongue entering and licking and teasing, all merrily working together.

"Oh god, Gabrielle!" Hips swirled around, lifting, thrusting, moving. Cries of ecstasy and pleasure filled the room. Large hands firmly entangled through blonde strands, guiding, pushing, urging.

'Why haven't I done this before!' Gabrielle thought as she heard the panting above increase, the moving body she firmly held onto moving faster, the moans and groans growing louder.

Small but knowing fingers generously coated itself with the precious essence of her lover, and without warning, thrust them in deep, hard, fast.

And that was all it took

Tongue and fingers worked, trying to prolong the pleasure, 'til the long body slumped in contentment. The smaller body crawled up the sweating perfect body, planting feather kisses on her travels. When lips met lips, the kiss was long and sweet. A tongue slowly swirled around wet lips, tasting the new flavor from her lover's lips.

"Thank you, Gabrielle." Came a soft whisper, then eyes closed

Gabrielle settled down comfortably on top of the long body. Teasingly blowing at the sweat covered skin, smiling as her Xena shivered slightly. "The pleasure was allll mine." She answered with a slight chuckle. "I love you Xena."