Fire and Ice
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G through L › La Femme Nikita
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
Views:
1,316
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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I do not own La Femme Nikita, nor any of it's characters. I do not own any of the music borrowed or mentioned. I make no money from the making of this story and make no claim to the contrary.
Chapter Four
Title: Fire and Ice.
Author: Me.
Fandom: La Femme Nikita.
Pairing: Michael/Emilie.
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Summary: A new girl has come to Section. And she is going to show them EXACTLY how to live again.
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Last Time:
[i]Michael's reaction surprised her...a lot.[/i]
Chapter Four:
Emilie jumped just a bit, when Michael's lips sealed over hers. She groaned softly after a moment, leaning in to it. Michael was surprised that she didn't push him away at first. But he had been wanting to kiss her since the second he laid eyes on her. Michael nearly moaned when Emilie began to respond in kind, gasping at the feel of her tongue brushing his bottom lip. But when he gasped, she traced the inside of his bottom lip with the tip of her tongue, pulling it back quickly. Michael took the initiative and closed the distance between their bodies, cupping Emilie's face in his hands, winding his tongue around hers. Seeing as Michael was cradled, as much as he could in that position, between Emilie's thighs, she put her legs around him, digging her heels into the backs of his thighs, groaning into his mouth. Her hands rested at the bottom of his shirt, as if ready to touch the skin underneath.
Michael jumped back like a scalded cat when the doorbell rang.
After dealing with the Section agent dropping off a package for Emilie from Walter, Michael went back inside. He knew that she had to be upstairs somewhere, having left the kitchen with him, only to disappear up the stairs when Michael headed toward the door. He ended up finding her in the bedroom, watching a dvd on the PS2 she had hooked up to the wide flatscreen TV at the foot of the humongous bed. He set the package next to her and kissed the top of her head.
"Walter sent you something," He told her, walking over to see if everything of his was unpacked and put away.
Which he found it was. He heard the box opening, then Emilie chuckled. It was a spiral notebook, that said in big black lettering on the front: How to Care for Michael Samuelle'. Michael recognized Nikita's handwriting anywhere, when Emilie opened it to the first page. It seemed that they each wrote a page, telling her how to 'care' for him, which was laughable. The rest was left empty and there was an assortment of pens to be used in it. Michael guessed that the empty pages were for Emilie to fill in herself. She filled in a page, then capped the pen and closed the notebook. And just as the movie ended, too. She looked at the clock, seeing that it said 6 PM. But to Michael and Emilie, it felt much later than that. They had switched driving duties, so that one or the other could get a little rest. But at that moment, they were both currently exhausted. Enough so, in fact, to ignore the fact that they were going to sleep in the same bed.
Emilie shut off the PS2, setting the notebook down next to it, giving it a fond pat. She turned to find Michael standing there with the pens.
"Bloody buggering hell," She gasped, hand to her chest, "a bell, Michael, look into it. Or I make Seymour fuse one to your skin..." She noticed his look, "and I WON'T tell you where."
Michael almost shivered at the thought, which made Emilie laugh. Emilie took the pens from the man, setting them on top of the notebook. She turned to see Michael laying back on the bed, fast asleep. Emilie chuckled, noticing how...not innocent, but just...carefree almost he looked when he was asleep.
Author: Me.
Fandom: La Femme Nikita.
Pairing: Michael/Emilie.
................................................
Summary: A new girl has come to Section. And she is going to show them EXACTLY how to live again.
.................
Last Time:
[i]Michael's reaction surprised her...a lot.[/i]
Chapter Four:
Emilie jumped just a bit, when Michael's lips sealed over hers. She groaned softly after a moment, leaning in to it. Michael was surprised that she didn't push him away at first. But he had been wanting to kiss her since the second he laid eyes on her. Michael nearly moaned when Emilie began to respond in kind, gasping at the feel of her tongue brushing his bottom lip. But when he gasped, she traced the inside of his bottom lip with the tip of her tongue, pulling it back quickly. Michael took the initiative and closed the distance between their bodies, cupping Emilie's face in his hands, winding his tongue around hers. Seeing as Michael was cradled, as much as he could in that position, between Emilie's thighs, she put her legs around him, digging her heels into the backs of his thighs, groaning into his mouth. Her hands rested at the bottom of his shirt, as if ready to touch the skin underneath.
Michael jumped back like a scalded cat when the doorbell rang.
After dealing with the Section agent dropping off a package for Emilie from Walter, Michael went back inside. He knew that she had to be upstairs somewhere, having left the kitchen with him, only to disappear up the stairs when Michael headed toward the door. He ended up finding her in the bedroom, watching a dvd on the PS2 she had hooked up to the wide flatscreen TV at the foot of the humongous bed. He set the package next to her and kissed the top of her head.
"Walter sent you something," He told her, walking over to see if everything of his was unpacked and put away.
Which he found it was. He heard the box opening, then Emilie chuckled. It was a spiral notebook, that said in big black lettering on the front: How to Care for Michael Samuelle'. Michael recognized Nikita's handwriting anywhere, when Emilie opened it to the first page. It seemed that they each wrote a page, telling her how to 'care' for him, which was laughable. The rest was left empty and there was an assortment of pens to be used in it. Michael guessed that the empty pages were for Emilie to fill in herself. She filled in a page, then capped the pen and closed the notebook. And just as the movie ended, too. She looked at the clock, seeing that it said 6 PM. But to Michael and Emilie, it felt much later than that. They had switched driving duties, so that one or the other could get a little rest. But at that moment, they were both currently exhausted. Enough so, in fact, to ignore the fact that they were going to sleep in the same bed.
Emilie shut off the PS2, setting the notebook down next to it, giving it a fond pat. She turned to find Michael standing there with the pens.
"Bloody buggering hell," She gasped, hand to her chest, "a bell, Michael, look into it. Or I make Seymour fuse one to your skin..." She noticed his look, "and I WON'T tell you where."
Michael almost shivered at the thought, which made Emilie laugh. Emilie took the pens from the man, setting them on top of the notebook. She turned to see Michael laying back on the bed, fast asleep. Emilie chuckled, noticing how...not innocent, but just...carefree almost he looked when he was asleep.