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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: La Femme Nikita Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Michael Samuelle/Nikita Wirth Characters: Nikita Wirth, Michael Samuelle Additional Tags: Season/Series 03, Heatwave, Bathtub Sex Summary: A summer heatwave sweeps across Europe and Nikita can't sleep.

Nikita shifts in bed for what seems like the one hundredth time that night.

She feels sticky and no matter how she positions her body, she can’t get comfortable. There’s a fine film of perspiration down her chest and between her breasts. When she runs her hand across her collarbone, she’s half disgusted with the moisture that clings to her hand.

“What is it?” Michael’s sleepy voice penetrates the darkness around them.

“It’s hot,” She knows she sounds petulant but she can’t help it. It is hot.

They’d both nearly collapsed into bed when they’d finally arrived in Michael’s loft. The mission they’d just completed had been grueling, with several operatives experiencing moderate but thankfully not life threatening injuries. Nikita herself had some seriously overworked muscles after helping to save an operative that almost fell off the roof during excessive gunfire.

Chapters: 4/4 Fandom: La Femme Nikita Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Michael Samuelle/Nikita Wirth, Nikita Wirth/Original Male Character Characters: Michael Samuelle, Nikita Wirth Additional Tags: Season/Series 04, Episode: S04E08 No One Lives Forever, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Angst, Michael loves Nikita, Goodbye Sex, Nikita loves Michael too, Reunion Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Oral Sex, Cunnilingus, Blow Jobs, Smut, Angst with a Happy Ending

Summary: The Oversight pilot program is real. Nikita is free of Section One.

“You’ve been somewhere else today,” Grace pointed out to Nikita the following morning.

“Sorry. I’ve got a lot on my mind.”

“Is everything okay? Mystery man giving you any trouble?”

Nikita smiled briefly at the nickname her coworkers had been tossing around the bookstore for months now.

“Michael…his name is Michael.”

“So, mystery man has a name,” Grace smiled wide and approvingly at the new nugget of information Nikita had provided.

There was no one she could talk to about Michael, not really, but Grace was a steady and mostly impartial observer. She was the first real female friend she’d had in a long time. She felt comfortable confiding in her, even if she stayed a little vague on the details.

“We knew each other a long time ago, but I had to go. He loved me enough to let me leave.”

“And now he wants you back.”

“And now…I don’t know. We’re kind of tiptoeing around each other. We had dinner last night.”

Grace raised an eyebrow asking a question she didn’t want to verbalize.

“It was only dinner,” she assured her.

“How was it? Seeing him again without ‘The Books’ to hide behind.”

Nikita thought back to the end of their evening. Michael had helped her with her coat. His fingers momentarily traced the hair that spilled over the collar. She managed to catch the reflective look in his eyes when he did so. His hand hovered indecisively in the air once she’d stepped away.

She reached out and affectionately squeezed his upper arm through the layers of wool in his clothing.

“Good night, Michael.”

“Good night, Nikita.”

She turned and began walking towards the parking lot and her vehicle. Why she turned she wasn’t entirely sure. They’d said their goodbyes but when she did turn, she knew she was lost.

He was ethereal in the pale light that emanated from the restaurant window. The light dusting of snow that fell illuminated him like some dark angel.

Michael looked at her like she was his whole reason for being. She remembered that look vividly. He might as well have been standing there naked. This entire evening had been about reacquainting themselves with the remnants of their former lives and reexamining them, discovering new facets.

Being with Michael was an exercise in restraint, to not let emotions get in the way of common sense. Nikita knew she hadn’t been entirely successful. That was exactly what she’d feared when she accepted his invitation. To allow Michael back into her orbit was dangerous. She had too much to lose now.

And yet, Nikita had always been one to throw caution to the wind. She walked back the few steps between them until she too fell within the dreamy glow of the window.

Upon reaching him, she grasped one of the still ungloved hands by his side, squeezed, and pressed a lingering kiss on Michael’s whiskered cheek. She felt his breath catch in the faintest of ways.

“Don’t be a stranger,” she whispered into his ear, before pulling back.

It was the first skin on skin contact she’d initiated. She felt bold and reckless in her desire. She’d think about her actions in the morning when the essence of Michael wasn’t clouding her judgment.

“It was nice to reconnect,” she told Grace, back in the present.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: La Femme Nikita Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Michael Samuelle/Nikita Wirth Characters: Michael Samuelle, Nikita Wirth Additional Tags: Season/Series 03, Strip Tease, Masturbation, Blow Jobs, Vaginal Fingering, Playful Sex, Developing Relationship, Consensual Voyeurism, Michael loves Nikita, Nikita's in love with Michael too Summary: Perform for me. A striptease that’s just for them.

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“Take me back to your place, Michael.”

His evening out with Nikita had been enjoyable and easy. Both the food and conversation warmed him. Their walk along the river among the bouquinistes was pleasant but almost a little too public.

Michael craved privacy and more time where he could continue to be the center of Nikita’s attention. It was selfish, yes, but he wanted something for himself. So, when she had turned to him, the sparkling lights of the street lamps haloing Nikita’s hair with fairy lights, and made her simple request, Michael quietly ushered her back to his car.

Michael’s loft cannot be found in the city center. Instead, his home in one of Paris’ outer arrondissements afforded him the closest thing to privacy in a city filled with the vibrancy of city life.

His furnishings, spartan. His possessions, few, but Nikita has enjoyed leafing through the assortment of music he has collected.

“It’s a nice peak into a different part of you,” she’d once commented as she held up a record by The Smiths.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: La Femme Nikita Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Michael Samuelle/Nikita Wirth Characters: Nikita Wirth, Michael Samuelle Additional Tags: Missing Scene, Secret Relationship, Season/Series 03, Semi-Public Sex, Movie Theater Sex, Public Blow Jobs, Vaginal Fingering, Outdoor Sex, Bathroom Sex, Possessive Sex, Light BDSM, Cunnilingus, Oral Sex Summary: Five times Michael and Nikita meet clandestinely.

1. Hiding in shadows where we don't belong, Living in darkness to hide our wrong

Michael was already there when she arrived. He sits in the back ostensibly waiting for a revival screening of L'Année dernière à Marienbad; the 14:15 showing.

She took a rather circumspect way of getting there that involved a taxi, several Metro lines, and walking 15 minutes to get there. The bitterly cold rainfall started coming down half way through her walk.

“Hello,” he says as she approaches him and eyes the seat next to him.

“Hi.”

Nikita removes her wet raincoat and lays it across the seat next to her.

Michael reaches over and fingers the wet tips of her hair.

“It’s really pouring out there,” she offers in explanation.

Almost immediately after sitting, Michael reaches out to cup her face and give her a much more satisfactory greeting. His lips are soft against her own. When they part he reaches his arm out and drapes it across her shoulders pulling her towards him.  She happily settles against him and places her hand on his thigh. The low armrest between them did little to limit their closeness.

The warmth of him seeps into her bones relaxing her. His fingers play idly with her hair.

Chapters: 1/1  Fandom: La Femme Nikita Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Michael Samuelle/Nikita Wirth Characters: Nikita Wirth, Michael Samuelle Additional Tags: Episode: S03E22 On Borrowed Time, Season/Series 03, Closet Sex, Missing Scene, Secret Relationship, Smut, Wall Sex, Cunnilingus, Floor Sex, Tenderness 

Summary: “Whenever your last meeting with Michael was, I hope you made the most of it.”

Room 305F inside the Genefex compound was small. It was no more than an empty 10 by 10 space with painted cinder block walls. It was a far cry from her bedroom or even the abandoned barge they recently met in. But it also wasn’t the empty cargo hold of a downed Red Cell subcontractor plane. Her ass still had the faint bruising from that encounter.

With Michael’s note in her pocket, Nikita entered the empty room and waited.

She couldn’t help but smile. Like two errant school children, they’d taken to passing digital notes to each other under the observant gaze of Madeline and Operations. However, the consequences for their insubordination and refusal to bend to the Type One directive would go far beyond a slap on the wrist. That punishment would be nothing to smile about.

Cancellation was a real possibility. Reassignment to another Section was also likely—for her.  Michael was too valuable to Section. One simply did not throw away a Class Five operative. Although, sometimes Nikita wondered about that. Madeline and Operations had no qualms about demoting Michael and watched him suffer the indignity of irrelevant assignments and reduced responsibilities.  Section as a whole suffered because of that decision, but they didn’t care.

Madeline framed that turn of events as Nikita’s doing. Nikita was responsible for the circumstances surrounding Michael's demotion because she refused to give up on their relationship. Nikita was responsible for the loss of life that resulted from the change in personnel. It was Nikita’s responsibility to ensure that Michael would end their relationship.

But what if there was something more? What else could they do? Section was capable of great cruelty. She’d seen that first hand, but she also suspected that it was only a sampling of what Section could do to keep its operatives in line.

Michael, with his years of experience at witnessing Section’s machinations, probably knew, but he wasn’t sharing that information. Instead, he quietly worked contingency plans to counteract the possible profiles that Madeline could work up against them.

It all seemed like a drastic waste of resources to keep apart two people who simply wanted to take comfort in each other’s company.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: La Femme Nikita Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Words: 3420 Relationships: Michael Samuelle/Nikita Wirth Characters: Nikita Wirth, Michael Samuelle Additional Tags: Episode: S04E07 Sympathy for the Devil, Season/Series 04, Angst, Undercover as a Couple, Rough Sex, Sort Of, Nikita is really going through some stuff, Hand Jobs, Dirty Talk, Michael loves Nikita Summary: "Michael, I'm lost. I don’t know what I am anymore.”

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“Where do you want this?” Michael asks as he holds the television.

“Uh, I don’t know. How about there,” she tells him, gesturing absently to a table beside her.

The apartment they’re in is painted a garish but fading green. His boots sink into the aging teal carpeting.

The television gets placed on the table--disconnected. It doesn’t matter. They’re not there to watch television.

Their target, Willie Kane, comes by for a visit and rambles wistfully about a long dead dog.

“I’ve been in worse,” Nikita later declares as she eyes the cracking plaster. Fault lines run up and down the walls.

Unboxing just enough houseware goods to make it look believable takes no time at all.

Unboxing surveillance equipment and calibrating it takes most of the evening.

The equipment isn’t Section issued but serviceable.

They work quietly and methodically during which Michael notes that Nikita’s fingernails are painted with pearlescent glitter nail polish.

They order Thai food for dinner. The delivery boy looks terrified to be in the neighborhood. Michael gives him a generous tip in apology.

They take turns using the small bathroom. Teeth brushed, body bathed and a lingering but rote kiss before they turn off the lights leaves Michael feeling off balance.

Police sirens wail in the distance. The neon lights from the tattoo parlor on the corner illuminates the threadbare curtains.

Michael lies on his side of the bed; Nikita on hers. Section isn’t watching, but he doesn’t touch her, nor does she touch him.

In the morning, they don’t wake up with their limbs intertwined.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Forever Knight Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Nicholas Knight/Natalie Lambert Characters: Nicholas Knight (Forever Knight), Natalie Lambert Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Nick as a mortal, Future Fic 

Chapters: 2/4 Fandom: La Femme Nikita Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Michael Samuelle/Nikita Wirth, Nikita Wirth/Original Male Character Characters: Michael Samuelle, Nikita Wirth Additional Tags: Season/Series 04, Episode: S04E08 No One Lives Forever, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Angst, Michael loves Nikita, Goodbye Sex

Summary:The Oversight pilot program is real. Nikita is free of Section One.

After eight years, happenstance brought Michael back into Nikita’s world. It was an ordinary morning on an ordinary Wednesday on an ordinary January.

After hopping from one city to another Nikita had now landed in Montréal. Her French was passable but never great. However, she had been struck by a wave of nostalgia when she’d decided it was time to leave New York City. As always, it was her sentimental side that got her in trouble. She felt cocooned by the Francophone city. Perhaps enough time had gone by where she no longer felt her heart clench every time she heard French accented English.

Leaving New York was difficult. It was where she’d truly begun to heal and feel more at ease. The paranoia that lingered in Paris and London had diminished greatly. She had an apartment in the East Village, a vibrant neighborhood at her doorstep, and a promising job coordinating for humanitarian workers.

Life…was good. She was friendly with her coworkers, accepted their invitations to after work drinks and even dated occasionally. Freedom was what she made of it and Nikita was determined to enjoy it to the fullest.