Grooming by Mazrat

Xena threaded gentle fingers through silky blonde hair. Slipping her hands down the familiar neck, she felt the strong heart throbbing under her fingertips. Her palms caressed the smooth skin covering the supple muscles beneath. She inhaled the enticing scent and smiled softly.

"When you've finished grooming Argo, dinner's ready!" yelled Gabrielle.

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