| Subject: The Outside Operative 9 (Slight NC17) |
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Date Posted: Wednesday, June 12, 08:14:40pm
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Nikita507
's message, "The Outside Operative" on Thursday, May 23, 11:22:41pm
Michael leaned his head back against the pillow as he allowed the satisfied grin to cross his face, a rarity that most never saw, but the one that was warmly naked against his body saw it most often. The smooth lines of her perfect smooth skin were eased against him familiarly and he could feel peace across his entire body.
Then Nikita shifted, hitching her left leg more suggestively against his hips, causing a bodily reaction despite the times that they had already spent together since they met almost eight hours ago. It had been much longer than normal since they last met, but things were changing and coming to a head.
“I’m going to enjoy being able to be with you more than these stolen moments,” Nikita whispered as she arched her back against Michael’s chest as her hand started to circle his chest. Clearly, although she was talking, Nikita wasn’t done with him.
“Just a couple days, Kita,” Michael whispered as he extended his hand and pushed the hair off of her forehead. “I wish you weren’t part of this.”
“My part is not dangerous at all… and something that I’ve done before. Operations didn’t even realize I was sitting at the table right next to him the last time he went out,” Nikita snickered as she leaned into Michael’s body. “But he’ll know this time.”
Michael kissed Nikita’s forehead. “I think we all made sure that you had that chance… because you put yourself on the line too often.”
Nikita shrugged her shoulders. “I had to make sure that I would get you back… I was only being selfish, Michael.”
Michael sighed as he shook his head slightly from side to side. Nikita wasn’t being selfish enough. She could have gotten so much more out of the things that she had done in the years since she was cancelled. There were so many times she saved his life. He would never be able to repay Nikita for those times. He was going to spend the rest of his life making it up to her for what she had managed to pull off.
“Hey,” Nikita whispered as she kissed Michael’s neck. “You are thinking too much…. this is our special time.”
Michael chuckled as he tilted his head and was pulled into a kiss as Nikita adjusted her body more, slipping closer to his erection as she moved more on top of him. Michael pulled away and kissed her nose. “I thought our time was supposed to include making plans for talking to Walter….”
“We’ll hold a party,” Nikita spoke as she dropped her head to kiss at Michael’s neck. “He isn’t going to be upset at me. And I’m going to be more than happy to collect the $10 he owes me on the bet that I can prove that you were part of the 5% club.”
Michael wasn’t sure if Nikita was so correct, but he didn’t think that Walter would be upset for long once he saw Nikita. He knew that it was the hardest thing for Nikita, even harder than not telling Birkoff that it was her plan that saved his life by creating Jason.
Adjusting his hands, Michael caressed her lower back as she continued to inch over, now her wetness against his hardness. Nikita moaned into Michael’s neck. “Now that is what we should be talking about… you… in…”
“Sometimes you are crude…”
Nikita kicked at Michael’s chin and chuckled while nudging her hips to taunt him, but not letting him to slip inside. “Are you complaining right now?”
Taking control, Michael firmly adjusted his hand on her to position Nikita, not allowing her to continue to taunt him. “Just stating…” Michael nudged into Nikita and moaned. “A... fact…”
Nikita plunged down as she attacked his mouth, burning desire flaring between them again, just the way the both of them liked it.
“Mic…” the moan from Nikita’s mouth broke Michael’s thoughts back to that last time he was able to hold Nikita intimately in his arms and be surrounded by her. He blinked his eyes as he shifted and looked at the bed. She had adjusted her head slightly and Michael sighed. She had moaned like this a couple hours ago. He hadn’t expected to hear it again so soon.
It was so natural to touch her and Michael stroked her cheek, but this time, she actually turned her head towards him. “I’m here, Kita… I’ll continue to be here. You are getting better.”
There wasn’t a response, but Michael allowed his hand to linger before pulling it away. He shifted back in the chair and sighed. He missed her so much.
“Mic…” this time stronger and Michael jerked forward. He wasn’t alone in the room. One of the steady nurses named Julie was there and she turned from the perch she had taken up along the window as attending to Nikita during the afternoon did not require much work at all. “I heard that too, Michael.”
“Never,” Michael rasped as he leaned forward. “Kita… I’m here…”
“It could be nothing,” Julie pointed out and Michael nodded his head. But it didn’t feel like nothing.
Yet, there was one other thing that caused Nikita’s body to react and the signs were there that it was going to occur. Her head tossed to the other side and Michael groaned as her muscles tensed. “No, Kita… don’t be stuck in the bad things… I’m here, Kita…”
“We just assume that they are nightmares,” Julie tenderly spoke as she pulled out Nikita’s chart. “It has been quite a while.”
“It has to be because she is getting better,” Michael declared and Julie glanced at her watch to chart the time of this activity. “I can call the doctor.”
“Which one? They all think I’m a fool,” Michael snapped as he blinked back tears. The hope that he had just seconds ago was shredded as he watched Nikita’s body move as it weakly fought against whatever was going on in her mind right now. The first time that it happened, everyone thought it was a seizure, even Michael. But tests proved that it wasn’t. There was no real explanation and it was then that Michael realized how much it reminded Michael of how Nikita was after the incident with the phasing shell.
That was a mess that Madeline did and to know that she had continued with experimentation even after the bad situation that had happened with Nikita, chilled Michael to the core. There were some that made it thru those follow up experiments that were released, but Michael was caught with fear that something else would happen to them. He didn’t even want to phantom what Madeline would have done if Nikita had been brought back into Section One.
“You have a sense about her that they can’t explain,” Julie sighed as she placed the chart down and glanced at the monitors. “You brought your friend here to be here… but you haven’t taken much of a break, Michael. You need to take care of yourself too.”
“Not now,” Michael swung his head from side to side. “This is something, Julie.”
Julie walked to the side of the bed that Michael was as Nikita’s body was starting to calm, which was a good sign. “I met one of the nurses that Nikita worked with over at St. Beads. She told me that Nikita had a sense about people… and that she clearly loved someone deeply. I don’t doubt what you believe is going on.”
“Then you should be a doctor.”
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