Prologue

As she sat in the plane watching Michael stare out the window and completely ignore her, Nikita wondered what the hell was going on. She had even less information reguarding this mission than she was normally given. All she had been told was that she and Michael would be set up in some third world country as a distraction for a man whom Section One wanted. How they were going to do the distracting had yet to be revealed to her...and the way Michael avoided her glance made her know she wouldn’t like it.

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Getting off the Section plane on some unknown airstrip Nikita was given her bag, which was decidedly small considering she had been told they would be here for as long as it took to secure the man Section was looking for.

“Michael, what is going on? Please, what do we have to do here? As a matter of fact I’ll start with an even easier question...where is here?” Nikita pleaded with Michael to tell her something...anything. Her mind was starting to click through the possibilities and they weren’t appealing. Then she knew...”Michael, do we have to ‘perform’ together? Have sex for Section? Is that why you can’t even look at me? Do you dislike me that much?”

Michael, who had been silent until this point, turned and looked back at her. They were halfway between the Section plane and the transport. “Nikita, not now.” and he waited for her reaction, looking into her crystal blue eyes. For once Nikita listened, not because of the words, but because of the silent pleading and soft sadness shining in his green/gray eyes. She would wait, for now, for him...and she told him this much with her glance back, before proceeding to the transport.

The two entered the backseat of the nondescript vehicle and drove off, heading toward the city, which was more like a large, dirty, town. Nikita continually switched her glance from her hands in her lap, to the window, to Michael, and back to her lap...she definately didn’t like this. But she was determined to be strong for Michael. She couldn’t stand the sadness she had seen in his eyes. Different from the sadness she usually caught glimpses of when his guard went down for a moment in front of her. For the first time in a long time, Nikita was scared.

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Finally they reached thier destination, a dingy old hotel. Nikita automatically searched the area as she walked towards the entrance, Michael taking her arm and leading her to the front desk...or at least that is what it equated to. Nikita was surprised by Michaels touch and even more surprised when he signed them in as husband and wife. Intent to be strong though she refrained from asking any questions until they were in their room and were sure it was secured from any bug, video cameras or wires.

Then she let him have it...”What gives Michael? Why have I been told nothing? I don’t know where I am or what I am expected to do. I don’t know the identity of the man we are supposed to be acquiring. Why are we married? Where are our rings? What is this thing we must do to distract the target? Why wouldn’t you look at me earlier?” finnally she took a breath and looked at him expectantly. That was the question she most wanted answered, though to an operative it should have been the least important.

Michael turned from Nikita and walked to the window looking over the city. She came up behind him, grabbing his arm and turning him to face her. When his eyes continued to look at the window she took her hand and pulled his chin down so their gazes met. “Please Michael. Tell me what I’m required to do. Give me a chance to prepair. I need to know.”

In her eyes he saw the trust in him and in the fact that he would help her to understand. He just didn’t know if he could, when he truly didn’t himself. So he did what came naturally, put on his mask and relayed the facts.

“Where we are is unimportant, what you can tell from your surrounding is enough. We are in the Middle East. You don’t need to know the identity of our target because you aren’t expected to even lay eyes on him, only to distract him. We are married because it is easier for me to keep other men from trying to disturb our mission, and here are the rings”...So saying he pulled two rings from his pocket, the ones from the Bower mission. She recognized them easily. Nikita looked at him wearily as he placed his ring on and then lifted her hand and slowly placed hers on as well.

He was about to walk away, but she hadn’t gotten all her answers yet so she grabbed his arm again and stopped him, but he didn’t turn around. He just stated in his best machine-man voice, “We will be working in the targets “pleasure” facility. Locked in cages, for 14 hours straight. We are expected to perform together for as “exibitionists”. Since we are “married” we will be left together and won’t be touched by others.”

Nikita was horrified at mear thoughts his words produced. They were going to be forced to have sex for hours on end, and in front of dozens of people. Tears filled her eyes, before she realized one thing, “Michael, why would Section care if we were touched by others?” After a long moment of silence Michael stated, “They don’t know we will be considered married. Last minute profile change.” And he walked into the bathroom without looking back.

Long afterwards Nikita stared after him, realizing what he had again risked to protect her soul.

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She was now determined more than ever to be strong for Michael. She would do what was necessary, to save Michael from pain.

Setting her mind to this, Nikita opened her small bag to see what she had been given. A silk nightgown beautiful in it’s simplicity was all that was in there which would be suitable to sleep, so she got undressed quickly and put it on. Sitting on the bed, staring out the window looking at nothing Nikita began to brush her hair. She had no idea how long she did this, but was startled when she felt Michael touch her shoulder.

She knew she had been out of it when she realized he had crawled across the bed to reach her. Silently he took her hairbrush and continued the process she had started, relieving tension she hadn’t even realized she had pent up. Her eyes began to fill with tears as the gentleness of Michael’s movements rocked her to her core. She reached up to stop his brushing, turning to look into his eyes, uncaring of the amount of leg this movement caused her nightgown to show.

“Michael, I can do this. I just want you to know, that for me, this will all be real, not the situation, but the act itself, and my feelings behind it. I need you to know you can never be a job for me.” And with that she crawled into bed and tried to sleep.

Michael watched with wonder, desire, and something he would swear wasn’t love as she climbed beneath the light blanket and closed her eyes. She was so beautiful, and caring. He realized right away what she was doing. Sparing his feelings, trying to protect him. As he got up to get undressed he smirked slightly at that thought. Now they were trying to protect each other. What he didn’t understand was why after everything he had done she would want to spare him whatever hurt he had coming.

What he didn’t realize was that she loved him, and now that she had seen the sadness the danger of her soul being lost caused him she was determined to be what he needed her to be. If only this one time.

Michael quickly took off his shirt and pants getting into bed wearing only his boxers and white muscle shirt. Lying on his back, the arm closest to Nikita covering his face, the other covering his stomach, Michael told Nikita something he would have never done if he’d known she was still awake. “Nikita, you could never just be a job for me, no matter how much you should be.”

Nikita, hearing his quite acknowledgement of the truth, turned over and laid her head on his strong shoulder, extending her leg over his and covering his arm on his stomach with her own she fell into a peaceful sleep. And for the first time in a long time, so did Michael.

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Nikita woke up engulfed in the warm comfort that was Michael’s strong arms. She smiled thinking under better circumstances she would already be married to this man she loved. Remembering her ring she realized that for this moment in time, she was. Thinking this she finnally lifted her head to see Michael already watching her.

Michael had been wondering how a man such as himself could ever get so lucky as to hold this radiant angel in his arms. Feeling her stir, he continued his parusal of her, waiting intently for her to look up at him. When she did what was left of his heart went to her as soon as he saw the dancing happiness and contentment in her eyes. He didn’t know how she could be that way, knowing what was to happen in a few short hours.

Nikita streached and finally drew the strength to leave Michael’s arms and leave the bed. Going to her bag to grab some sad looking clothes and making her way to the bathroom. Then, as if on impulse, she turned back to the bed, strode forward, and leaned down to give Michael a quick, soul-searing kiss, then just as quickly broke it and returned to the bathroom closing the door and never turning around to see the surprised, confused, and elated face on Michael.

Michael couldn’t believe her. She continually surprised him. She was the most amazing woman he had ever known. And he would protect this woman at all cost. His mind as firmly made up as Nikita’s had been the previous day, he proceeded to contact section and tell them they were about to take position. Understanding he was to maintain silence until contacted by Section he signed off and closed the laptop. Proceding to get dressed and ready for their mission a determined expression on his face.

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Nikita tried to keep a look of horror from crossing her face as she sat in the small room and listed to her new “boss” explain to her and Michael what was expected of them here at the facility.

“Once inside the cage you will be locked in for 14 hours. You will not be watched directly but through video cameras, unless you catch any of our elite clientel’s eye. You are expected to have sex continually being allowed up to 30 minutes between each ‘experience’ to rest. Each time you begin again you must use a new position and you cannot repeat positions within 3 ‘experiences’ of each other. Oral sex will be considered an ‘experience’. You will be given one day of rest between each 14 hour session. Do you understand?”

Nikita rolled her mental eyes. ‘Of course I understand,’ she thought, ‘you want us to basically screw like bunnies while you get paid big bucks to let others watch.’

Michael could feel the tention and annoyance emminating from Nikita so he simply said “yes.” and guided her to the door.

“You have 10 minutes to get ready and get into your cage.” the ‘boss’ stated, then they were gone.

When they entered the ‘un-dressing’ room Michael finnally spoke. “Nikita, inside that room is just you and me. No one watching, no money exchanging hands. We will be with eachother, that is all.” He prayed she would understand, he feared that she wouldn’t. Nikita turned to him, now fully disrobed, and kissed him lightly. “Michael, if it was any other man I would have killed myself already. This just gives me the chance to externalize my feelings towards you without worrying about Section, and I intend to use every second.” she stated with a slight smile and a gleam of desire in her eyes.

Hand in hand they walked to the cage that would set each of them free.

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Once they stepped inside the cage Nikita and Michael each make a quick inventory of their surroundings. The cage was more like a small room only about 10x10 feet large. The floor was spongy and covered w/ different sized pillows but no blankets. They both noticed the four cameras positioned in each corner of the room near the ceiling.

Nikita turned to look at Michael shyly, for the first time really acknowledgeing the fact that he was naked. Slowly she extended her hand to reverantly brush her fingertips gently along his chest. She thought he must be the most beautiful creature she had ever seen, and then almost on a whim she said it outloud, “You are beautiful.” She blushed but bravely looked into his eyes, finding awe and desire in those green/gray depths. Feeling more bold after that last outburst Nikita brought her hands up to his shoulders and gently pushed him down onto the soft floor. Straddling his hips she reached out and traced the outline of his lips with one finger lightly while the other felt the smooth silk/steal that was Michael’s chest, stomach, arms, body.

Silently Michael watched Nikita pay homage to his body and he continued to be in awe of this remarkable woman. She made him feel more cherished in this unthinkable place than he had EVER felt before. He just hoped he would be able to make her feel those same things.

But she would have none of that this time. She wanted him to know her heart was with him, but she also wanted him to know he was hers no matter how much he wished to stop it from happening. So she leaned down and kissed him, softly at first, but slowly making him feel her demands, her desires. After what seemed like a lifetime Nikita pulled away and began to nip and kiss her way down his jawline. Licking a path down his neck, gently biting his collar-bone and along his shoulder before kissing every inch of his muscled chest.

Finding his left nipple she swirled her tongue around it, smiling a little as it tightened. Gently she nipped at it and then applied her tongue in a soothing gesture. Licking a path to the other nipple she pulled away for a moment to admire the glazed passionate look in Michaels eyes and then went to work on this other nerve center, giving it it’s due.

Nikita took her time making her way down his rippled stomach, enjoying the effect her ministrations were having on Michael’s still untouched manhood. By the time she found herself nestled between his legs, kissing his inner thighs it was obvious he was ready for her to finish him off. His obvious need pleased her more than any words he could say. He couldn’t lie about this and Nikita knew that within her.

So slowly Michael thought she was purposely trying to torture him Nikita lowered her head and licked his throbbing shaft from base to tip, gently caressing his balls as she did so. Once she reached the top she swirled her tongue around his swollen head then pulled back and blew cool breath onto the wet path she had left. Ammused at the way he jumped in reaction. Looking into his eyes and satisfied with what she saw there Nikita proceded to take him completely into her mouth.

Automatically Michael’s hands went to her head, running his fingers through her hair as she licked and sucked him to new heights. His last contious thought was that they still had 13 hours and 43 minutes to go. As he tensed and climaxed he knew he would enjoy this time to be with his love. And he didn’t even think twice about calling her that this time.

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After waiting for Michael to get over his release, Nikita proceded to kiss her way back to Michael’s waiting lips, expecting to wait a bit in Michael’s arms...they did have 30 minutes after all.

But it was Michael’s turn to please Nikita and he was just as stubborn as she.

Pushing her gently back Michael made sure pillows supported her head before he bent to accost her lips with his. The kiss was bruising in it’s unconcious quest for acceptance which it readily found in Nikita. Once his lips received what it was looking for from her lips they continued on to explore the rest of her body like it was a child finding some delicious buried treasure. He started to nuzzle her neck, gently tugging at her earlobe before kissing the sensitive area just behind it. Her hair was like spun gold and her skin was like flawless ivory. Her eyes the bluest saphires ever discovered. She was his buried treasure and he wanted every prize he could find inside.

Slowly he made his way to the valley between her perfect round breasts. Fleetingly he thought of painting this perfection but quickly shook this thought from his mind as Nikita wound her fingers in his hair and guided him to one breast. While gently caressing the other with his hand Michael swirled his tongue around her already taunt nipple. At her urging he took it into his mouth and went on to carefully suck and lick it. Michael wanted her so much. Her fragrance and the scent of her arousal already becoming apparent mixed together to tease his nostrils and deepen his arousal, but he had other plans first.

After going from breast to breast several times he finally began to make his way down her abdomen, licking and nipping her skin as he went. Skipping her hot center Michael went down to the soft spot behind her knees. Kissing and tickling her as his hands caressed up and down her inner thighs coming so close but never close enough.

Nikita began to whimper, and when this was ignored by her sweet tormentor she proceded to plead, “Michael.”

At the sound of his name Michael looked up to see her eyes beg him for release. Understanding her need he lowered his head between her parted legs taking in the distracting scent of her arousal as he blew warm air on her already hot and wet area. As unable to wait as she was, Michael lowered his face to her and flicked his tongue over her clit.

Nikita gasped as he began to use his tongue on the center of all her nerves at that moment. Moments later he began kissing and sucking while still playing with his tongue. When Nikita thought she could take no more Michael suddenly inserted one of his big fingers inside her causing a glorious friction that made her cry out with pleasure. Slowly but with mounting speed Michael inserted and withdrew his finger while licking and sucking her now swollen clit. When he felt her begin to tense he added a second finger adding to her inner pressure and driving her over the edge.

Nikita cried out his name as she began to cum, Michael removing his fingers to lower his mouth and taste all she had to offer. When she finally came down from that magical place he had sent her she tightened her grip on his head and pulled him up to her face, kissing him. Their tongues met caressing each other, giving Nikita a heady taste of herself.

Where they were and the circumstances surrounding it were totally forgotten. They were in a world of their own making where nothing existed, not even the seperate Nikita and Michael, in their place was an entity that was more than the two of them added together. It was some greater whole that neither could have imagined ever existing. There was no weakness between them, only strength.

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Nikita found that lying around resting only allowed her mind to stray to the facts surrounding her and she didn’t want to do that. She could be strong, with Michael’s help.

Slowly she climbed on top of Michael, her hand between them, stroking Michael alive as she kissed and licked his neck. Michael’s fingers tangled into her hair and pulled her into a passionate kiss, their tongues colliding to taste eachothers moist mouths, exploring every inch.

As soon as Michael was ready Nikita guided his rock hard c--- inside her already wet center. Again she became lost in the moment as she kissed Michael, the suction an echo of the rhythm of their lovemaking. Over and over she lifted herself up and down on him. Reveling in the feelings he produced deep within her.

Few stray thoughts went through Michael’s mind as Nikita rode him higher and higher to that place he was sure she came from, heaven. But suddenly he remembered lyrics to one of his favorite songs ‘Crash Into Me’ on a C.D. Nikita had given him a few month ago by the DaveMatthewsBand. The words ran though his head: “Sweet like candy to my soul, Sweet you rock and sweet you roll, Lost for you I’m so lost for you. Touch your lips just so I know, In your eyes, love, it glows so, I’m bare-boned and crazy for you, When you come crash into me, baby, And I come into you. In a boys dream, in a boys dream.”

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In Section

It was easy for Birkoff to tap into the “pleasure” facilities system. On his screen he can see Section’s target, Radish Ralhai already enjoying watching Michael and Nikita. Madeline tells Birkoff, “Once he asks for and is given a private viewing and the cameras are turned off replace him with one of our operatives and bring him in.” Walking off and leaving poor Birkoff to watch what was playing out before his eyes.

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Having collapsed on top of Michael, once they had both climaxed, with him still inside of her she knew exactly when he was ready for more. Michael, seeming to understand that Nikita needed to stay in thier “bubble of reality, locked in a box of lies, surrounded by hidden truths, existing in a world of ghosts” flipped her onto her back as soon as he was able to “fully function.”

Lowering his head he began to lick and suck at Nikita’s soft breasts. Savoring the warmth that was being inside Nikita he never withdrew but continued his attention to her breasts still buried deep within her.

Nikita was a bundle of sensations and she couldn’t stand the sweet torture anylonger. Soon she was wiggling her hips and attempting to lift them. Anything to create more friction at the juntion of her legs. For a little longer Michael seemed not to notice her frustration as he continued to nip at nipples and then gently lick away the good hurt left behind.

As if only then realizing her fast growing annoyance Michael lifted his head and the rest of himself as well. Holding her hips for leverage he pulled out of her slick warmth and then quickly plunged back in. He continued at a slow leisurely pace withdrawing and pushing back in, in and out, all the while Nikita tried to make him go faster. She wanted him to take her now and it was infuriating the way he seemed to be able to control himself so much.

Crying out in frustration and a teeny tiny bit of agrivation, Nikita sternly told him in a no-nonsense voice, “Michael, faster!” Hearing the demanding plead in her voice Michael looked her in the eye and began to pick up the pace of his in and out movement. “More Michael. Deeper. For me, please.” and Michael was happy to oblige, shoving inside her as far as he could go, Nikita tilting her hips and taking him in even more than either thought possible. “Harder Michael, make me cum.” He was surprised by her words and very much turned on by them. Giving her everything she asked he proceded to press, harder, faster, deeper, looking for a release.

And as hard and fast and furious as their lovemaking became, there was always an underlying tenderness to it as well. For Nikita, making love to Michael was like coming home, something she never had. It was comfortable and warm, perfect and right, it was the place in which she belonged. This was the only way she could describe it. It was like finding the other half of you that you didn’t even know was missing. And somewhere deep in Michael’s mind, he was thinking and feeling the same thing.

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Running out of positions that either would be comfortable with was fast becoming a problem. There was only one more that Michael would even attempt to suggest, but he never had to she did it for him, surprising him for the...he had lost count at that point. “Ride me Michael.” she had whispered while tracing unknow patterns on his chest. So saying she pulled him up to his knees and bent over in front of him.

For a moment Michael was stunned by her actions, and he was held in place a moment more unable to not admire the sight before him. Using one of his knees he spread her legs apart. Then taking his c--- he began to use the tip to tease her clit. Hearing her squeal in pleasure, he went on to trace her crack all the way to her asshole pushing slightly but never entering her.

Leaning down he kissed her back and reached around to tease her nipples with his fingers as his hard throbbing c--- slid between the lips of her pussy. Nikita pressed herself back into him silently telling him what she wanted. So after giving her shoulder a playful bite and her breasts a lingering caress he leaned back and guided his hard swollen head inside her very wet hole. This was not a position made for sweet and gentle and they both knew it.

Nikita pushed herself back into Michael with each of his thrusts. His shaft slamming into her wet warmth, his balls slapping her as their hips met. The noise of thier love-making was erotic to the extreme and one of their watchers wanted some privacy and he was going to get it.

As their mutual tension grew Michael began to grunt with each thrust and Nikita would murmur encouraging words. “Yes Michael. God that feels so good.” “OH MY GOD” she screamed as she began to tense and then climax with Michael crying out, “NIKITA, YES!” as he went over too. He slammed into her a few more times before pulling out and lying back taking Nikita with him.

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From a speaker hidden among the walls Nikita and Michael are told, “I am paying for this private viewing, I get to choose the positions if I wish. I want you to start by standing up. I want a better view of the two of you.”

Until that time Nikita had completely forgotten they were being watched by anyone. Her eyes widened as the whole situation came crashing down on her. Michael stood and took her hand. “Nikita, look at me.” She continued to stare at her as she stood before him. “Look at me.” he stated forcefully but still softly. Slowly Nikita lifted her head, barely glancing Michael in the eye before looking just over his shoulder at the wall. He grasped her chin and her attention making her focus on his eyes. “Nikita, none of this(and he gestured to the room and their surroundings with his eyes) matters. It is you and I being together that counts. Let’s take all the time we can get.” and with this last statement Michael’s eyes filled with all the desire and love he had pent up for as long as he could remember.

In that moment Nikita drown in Michael’s eyes and there was no coming back. She took the two quick steps to meet him and in a move she remembered well Michael lifted her up and while she wrapped her legs around him, he licked his way up her belly between her breasts and then pressed her against the wall.

They both watched in wonder as Michael once again penetrated her now love swollen flesh. Wanting to finish before he collapsed from exaustion Michael’s starting pace was fast and demanding. Nikita understood his need and concentrated on tightening her inner muscles, pulling him and tightening around him. She gripped his shoulders tightly as she felt him explode inside her, filling her with his wet heat. He continued to thrust in and out of her until he was done and when they laid back down Nikita’s thighs were sticky with both of their love.

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While they rested after thier latest antic Michael hears Madeline in his ear. “Michael, surveylance on your room has been terminated and your watcher, our target, has been aprehended. You must stay in the room for the final 4 hours and only leave when you are told to. We may need this cover again. Maintain radio silence until you are in your hotel room.”

“Nikita, I have been informed we are no longer being watched. We are required to remain here the remaining 4 hours though.” Michael conveniently forgot to mention that the reason they must stay was to leave the way so they could use this cover again.

He was surprised when she smiled and flipped him onto his back. “Is you know who still listening” she wispered into the ear without a comlink behind it. “We won’t be contacted. We are to contact Section once we reach the hotel.” he replied. “Well then it is just you and me, hmmmm??” she asked all the while nuzzling his neck softly. “Yes,” he gasped as she stroked him with one hand. “Good then we don’t have to follow those silly rules do we?” “No,” he was bearly able to respond.

“Good then we’ll go back to my favorite position, we haven’t used it in a while anyway.” she grinned a bit before she straddled his hips. Positioning herself over his now hard member she slowly lowered herself onto him, groaning as he entered her and then bending down to whisper in his ear, “You are mine and I am yours, we cannot change what is true, and I no longer want to.”

She placed her hands on his strong chest and pushed her self up. Grasping his waist to steady herself she lifted her body until only his tip remained inside her. Then she quickly plunged back down, arching her back when her hips collided with his.

Michael leaned forward and Nikita automatically wrapped her legs around him. As he took hold of her hips and began lifting her up and down bringing them both to new heights he whispered back, “I was always yours, just because I tried to pretend otherwise doesn’t make it untrue.” His words even more than his actions drove Nikita to the brink of an orgasm she wasn’t sure she would ever return from. She cried out his name and then looked directly into his eyes. He saw her words in her crystal blue gaze before she voiced them. “I love you, Michael.” He was exploding as her words shook him too. Without even realizing or doubting their truth, Michael finnally said what she wanted to hear, and not out of any obligation. “I love you, my Nikita.”

They never once broke their cover.

the end

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