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Snowboard vrhunci tekmovanja Dew Tour

Med 6. in 9. februarjem se je v ameriškem Copper Mountainu odvilo tekmovanje Dew Tour, ki predstavlja enega najbolj pričakovani, progresivnih in odmevnih tekmovanj v snowboardingu in freestyle smučanju na svetu. Dogodek, ki se je prvič v zgodovini odvil na tej lokaciji v Koloradu, za tekmovalce nosi prav poseben pomen in šteje skoraj toliko, kot legendarne X Games. Za vas smo pripravili pregled najboljše uvrščenih snowboarderjev in vrhunce tekmovanja.

Dew Tour je bila pred leti sestavljena iz večih tekmovanj, zadnjih nekaj let pa poteka le v obliki zimskega in poletnega dogodka, prvega posvečenega snowboardanju in freestyle smučanju, drugega pa skateboardingu. Za tekmovalce zaradi sproščenosti in visoke ravni nastopov, Dew Tour predstavlja enega pomembnejših dogodkov vsake sezone, zato na tekmovanju ne manjka najbolj prepoznavnih imen posameznega športa.

Modified superpie

Superpipe tekmovanje na Dew Touru izgleda nekoliko drugače, saj je proga sestavljena iz dveh ločenih quarter skokov ter krajšega halfpipa, kot smo ga vajeni sicer.

Med dekleti, se je v drugem od obeh nastopov najbolje odrezala Kitajka Jiayyu Liu, ki si je oceno prislužila s triki frontside 360, ki mu je sledil 540 off na shark finu ter frontisde 720 ter Haakon flip v halfpipu. Na drugo mesto se je tako kot lani uvrstila Američanka Maddie Mastor, ki se je iz X Gamesov po slabi predstavi vrnila zelo razočarana. Že v prvem nastopu je s triki backside alley-oop 360 na prvem skoku in shark finu ter methodom, cripplerjem in backside 540 prejela oceno 90.00 točk, kar je bilo dovolj za srebro.

Na tretje mesto se je, prav tako kot lani, uvrstila Španka Queralt Castellet, ki je s skoki backside alley-oop 360 ter visokim method na shark finu in njenim značilnim back-to-back 900 v halfpipu zbrala 81.66 točk.

V moški kategoriji je imel vsak od desetih finalistov na voljo tri poizkuse na progi, ki je dopuščala inovativne, a tehnično izredno zahtevne trike. Tekmovalci so si bili edini, da je tekmovanje na takšni progi veliko bolj zabavno, saj jih potisne iz cone udobja na progo, ki je niso dobro vajeni, hkrati pa dopušča več kreativnosti in se vrača h koreninam, kjer so pri freestylu šteli predvsem zabava, domišljija in pogum.

Z najboljšim nastopom dneva, je verjetno brez večjega presenečenja, postregel Avstralec Scotty James, ki je izvedel trike switch back rodeo, switch double cork 900 na shark finu ter back-to-back double cork 1260 v railu, pri čemer je bil eden frontside in drugi backside. Prislužil si je oceno 95.33 točk, ki se ji je uspel še najbolj (na dve točki) približati njegov večni izzivalec Yuto Totsuka iz Japonske, ki je prikazal nor trik tuck knee front 1440, ki mu je sledil switch 1260. Na tretje mesto se je uvrstil Švicar Pat Brugener, ki je v vožnjo vključil switch back rodeo ter alley-oop rodeo nosegrab s katerim je zaključil odličen nastop, ki mu je prinesel 91.00 točk.

Dva najbolj impresivna trika tekmovanja, je gotovo izvedel Toby Miller, ki pa je žal uspel pristati le omenjena dva - front flip to fakie na začetnem skoku je sledil switch double roll off preko shark fina.

Slopestyle

Dekleta so svoje slopestyle tekmovanje dočakale čisto na koncu in zaradi večje količine novo zapadlega snega, je finalni obračun potekal le na zgornjih rail objektih, medtem ko so spodnji skoki ostali nedotaknjeni. Po tem, ko je komisija zaradi varnosti za tekmovalno progo razglasila zgornje štiri raile, se je vsaka izmed osmih finalistk po progi spustila trikrat. Kljub temu, da so prav skoki glavna sestavina slopestyle tekmovanja, so dekleta na railih pokazala visok nivo voženj.

Japonka Miyabi Onisuka je od tekmovanja X Games ostala v Koloradu in se posvečala predvsem railom, kar je pokazala z odličnim prvim nastopom, za katerega je prejela oceno 91.66 točk. Tehnična vožnja je vključevala trika 270 on frontside boardslide to fakie ter frontside boardslide 270 off. Kljub vsemu pa se domačinka Jamie Anderson ni pustila zmesti in je v zadnjem poizkusu sodnike prepričala z nastopom, ki so ga ocenili z 92.66 točkami, kar ji je prineslo 11 zmago na Dew Touru v karieri. V njenem nastopu smo lahko videli trike switch boardslide to 270 into Mountain Dew Hip, switch lipslide to regular to backside lipslide na flat railu, boardslide preko tako imenovanega Woodward walla ter boardslide 270 out na zadnjem railu. Branilka naslova Anna Gasser se je z nastopom vrednim 88.00 točk uvrstila na tretje mesto.

Kljub odpovedi kvalifikacij, ki ji je botrovalo slabo vreme, je finalni moški slopestyle dogodek potekal v skoraj popolnih pogojih. Zaradi spremenjenega števila tekmovalcev, sta tako vsakemu izmed njih, pripadala le dva in ne trije nastopi, kot je bilo sprva predvideno. Kljub temu so se tekmovalci drzno spoprijeli s sedmimi objekti na progi in najbolje se je odrezal domačin Red Gerard, ki je v svoj drugi nastop vključil trike alley-oop backside 360 into Mountain Dew hip, noseslide pretzel to fakie, switch back 270 boardslide to regular na railih, 50-50 180 out na Woodward flat baru, switch backside 360 off na butter boxu ter switch boardslide underflip out na flat baru, sledili so še skoki frontside 1080 tailgrab, backside 1260 melon off na Toyota jumpu ter switch backside triple cork 1260 na zadnjem Performix SST jumpu. Za svoj nastop je prejel oceno 97.33 točk.

Na drugo mesto se je uvrstil Američan Brock Crouch, ki je navdušil na prav vsakem objektu na progi. Po trikih 50-50 backside 360 into Mountain Dew quarter pipe, nose slide to fakie to cab 50-50 backside 360 out na railih, bluntslide 270 out iz objekta Woodward wall ter 50-50 frontside 360 melon na zadnjem railu, je nadaljeval še z frontside 900 tail grabom, cab 1260 nose grab off na Toyota skoku ter backside triple cork 1440 mute off na Performix SST skoku ter si zagotovil 95.66 točk.

Kljub temu, da je tudi Norvežan Stale Sandbech prikazal dih jemajoč nastop, ki je vseboval trike lipslide 270 out na Woodward wallridu ter obrat za 1260 stopinj na vsakem skoku, je to zadostovalo "zgolj" za tretje mesto. Naj omenimo še, da bi si morebitno nagrado za kreativnost gotovo prislužil na koncu četrto uvrščen Rene Rinnekangas.

Streetstyle

Nikita Girls Who Ride

Tekmovanje Girls Who Ride je namenjeno dekletom, ki se želijo spopasti na railih velikega tekmovanja in si izboriti mesto v finalu Streetstyle kategorije s profesionalkami, ki se odvija isti večer. Dekleta so se v 40 minutnem jam sessionu spopadala z objekti in najbolje se je odrezala Ruby Peyton, ki je blestela z gap to frontside lipslide na diamaond railu ter lipslide 270 na closeout railu. Na drugo mesto se je uvrstila Kaleah Opal Driscoll, tretja pa je bila Ari Morrone.

Streetstyle finale

Nova kategorija tekmovanja je debitirala s sedmimi finalistkami in zmagovalko prej omenjenega tekmovanja Nikita Girls Who Ride. Vsaka izmed nastopajočih, je imel na voljo predstavitveni nastop, ki mu je sledil 25 minutni jam session. Alexis Roland in Emma Crosby sta bili najbolje ocenjeni tekmovalki po prvem delu. Alexis je prikazala kar nekaj norih trikov, med njimi sta bila najbolj nora boardslide to switch 50-50 pretzeling back to regular in switch frontside boardslide preko centralnega kicked handraila. Emma je postegla z indy off na pole-jamu ter firecrackerjem na stopnišču. Tik pred koncem jam sessiona, pa je sodnike prepričala Maria Thomsen, ki je navdušila z gap out to switch backside lipslide na kinked handrailu ter tako prehitela prej omenjeni tekmici in osvojila zmago. Nagrado za najboljši trik je osvojila drugo uvrščena Alexis Roland, ki je z lipslide 270 preko closeout setupa izvedla, po mnenju večine, najboljši trik dneva.

Zmagovalka Nikit Girls Who Ride Ruby Peyton, se je odlično borila in prikazala lepe trike kot so gap out to switch lipslide na kinked handrailu ter popoln boardslide preko waterfall raila.

Tudi moška različica tekmovanja, je postregla s prvim tovrstnim tekmovanjem na Dew Touru in na nočnem rail tekmovanju ni manjkalo zabave in norih trikov. Deset povabljenih tekmovalcev je imelo na voljo predstavitven nastop, nato pa so svoje znanje pokazali v 45 minutnem jam sessionu. Na koncu so sodniki izbrali le najboljše tri ter podelili nagrado za najboljši trik.

Zmago si je prislužil Miles Falon, ki je pokazal McTwist off iz enega izmed zidov. Drugo mesto je osvojil Rene Rinnekangas, ki je na najbolj zabavnem tekmovanju, ki se ga je kadarkoli udeležil postregel s trikom switch 270 on na kinked handrailu. Tretje mesto je osvojil Benny Milam, ki je navdušil z gap out switch backside 360 to bring back na kinked handrailu, kar mu je prineslo tudi končno nagrado za najboljši trik.

Še nekaj zanimivejših trikov večera so prikazali Brandon Davis, z backflip tuck knee off na pole-jamu, Drayden Gardner s tehničnim boardslide switch-up to frontside boardslide preko electrical boxa, Jess Paul z Miller flipom ter backflipom preko pole-jama ter stopnišča in Nate Haust, ki je postregel z 720 preko electrical boxa.

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mrsreginagold · 1 month

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Fic: Please Hold Me Close Tonight

Fandom: Nikita

Pairing: Ari Tasarov x Nikita Mears (Nikari)

Rating: R

Spoilers: For 2 x 15 but set in an AU where Nikita and Ari are secretly seeing each other.

Summary: Though *nothing* had gone as he planned; Ari Tasarov is looking forward to taking a moment to relax. Nikita Mears has other ideas.

Author's note: I tend to jump around in Ari and Nikita's timeline a lot, though it's never been intentional. There are plenty of pieces I have ideas written down for that I still haven't gotten to, in fact. I suppose that's just the nature of creating.

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Please Hold Me Close Tonight

A sigh that was a mix of beleaguered and outright exhausted emerged from Ari Tasarov as he slid the key card for his hotel room into the reader on the door.

He entered his temporary abode and slipped out of his suit jacket, which he flung haphazardly over the back of a chair, and then removed his shoes before unceremoniously diving, stomach-first, onto the bed. He let out a muffled groan. “Hello gorgeous. I might just lie here for a while if that’s all right.”

“Fine by me, I’m not minding the view.”

Reflexes honed by years of experience flew into motion. With a quick twist, he was sitting up and aiming a weapon directly at the woman who mirrored his action.

Ari’s bright, clear blue eyes narrowed. “How the hell did you get in here Nikita?”

Nikita Mears answered with a brief shrug before gesturing at an open window.

Though irritation bubbled up within him, he lowered his gun slightly. “And to what do I owe the honor of your presence?”

“I can’t just stop by to say hi?”

This resulted in a perfectly arched eyebrow. “Somehow I doubt that.”

They stayed exactly as they were, staring each other down, until Nikita finally gave up and put her gun back into an inner pocket of her coat.

He read that as a positive sign and set his own weapon on the bedside table before rising to his feet. “What’s wrong?”

An innocent, confounded expression crossed her lovely face. “Why would you think something’s wrong?”

“Because, Nikita, you don’t just make a random visit. Especially when we’re supposed to be keeping this a secret.”

She scoffed and crossed her arms. “A secret implies trust between two parties and that’s far from the case here.”

Apparently, she was upset about something he had kept hidden from her. Now – to find out what it was. “You’ll have to elaborate on that a little further dear.”

“Don’t do that.” She snapped.

“Do what?”

“Call me dear like I mean something.”

He froze, her words digging in much deeper than he expected them to.

After a loaded, silent moment, he took a step in her direction only for her to back away. “Nikita. You do mean something; something quite special.”

“If that’s the case then why’re you hooking up with Amanda behind my back?!”

That stopped him in his tracks, his heart thumping erratically and prompting him to swallow before speaking again. “I am not hooking up with anyone.”

“The cat’s already out of the bag, Ari.” There was genuine hurt in Nikita’s eyes, which only made him feel worse despite the fact that she was jumping to conclusions.

“Fine, you want me to admit it? My past relationship with her is beneficial. But beyond a kiss, nothing happened!”

“You expect me to believe –

He cut his companion off by grasping her shoulders, looking deeply into the dark brown depths he had grown so fond of, and repeated: “Nothing. Happened.”

“How can I believe you?” Her own tone had gone soft, her eyes glittering with unshed tears that he could tell she was holding back.

His answer was to kiss her to get across exactly how much she meant to him. Not his career, or his ambition, or Amanda. Just Nikita.

It only took a few seconds before she relaxed in his arms and responded to the embrace with an eagerness that cleared up any further confusion.

Ari couldn’t help but smile. Immediately, he swept her off her feet and hoisted her up in his arms, angling his mouth more passionately over hers in the process and deepening the kiss just the right amount.

She moaned, threaded her fingers through his hair, and pressed as close as possible, which was admittedly the desired reaction.

He pulled back long enough to regain some air and a hint of composure. “I can’t believe you’re jealous of Amanda, of all people.” The tease was accompanied by a tender brush of his fingers along her cheek.

“And you’re not when it comes to Michael?” she retorted, raising an eyebrow.

“Of course, I get jealous,” he confessed, carrying her over to the bed and setting her down upon it carefully before kneeling to remove her boots. “But he isn’t here now, is he?”

She unbuckled the belt that kept her peacoat wrapped around her slender form, and then cast it aside. “No, he isn’t. And neither is she. So: let’s forget all about them.”

With her shoes taken care of, Ari surged up so he could capture her mouth with his again, cradling her face between both hands and infusing as much as desire as he possibly could into the kiss.

Her fingers coiled around his tie, dragging him forward with her as she reclined onto the plush covers.

He was more than willing to accompany her on that particular journey, his hands traveling down her neck, then slipping beneath her cardigan sweater so he could push it down her arms.

She deftly loosened his necktie so she could tackle the buttons to his dress shirt, the heat between them increasing as it opened further and further over his chest.

He settled on top of her, moving back momentarily to fully undo the knot in his tie and toss it on the floor.

There was a quiet huff of irritation when her practiced hands delved beneath the crisp, pale blue fabric of his shirt only to come in contact with the thin tank top that he had on. “Why are you wearing layers?”

“Because it’s New York in winter,” hastily, he shrugged out of the garment and shucked the undershirt over his head. “There. Happy?”

“Much better,” she grinned and trailed her gaze slowly across his exposed torso.

“Now you’re the one over-dressed,” he playfully tugged at the hem of her top.

She slid one long leg over his and, in an agile movement, twisted and pinned him under her.

He stared up at her, breathing uneven, while she straddled his hips and peeled off her camisole.

She placed her palms on the center of his chest, eyeing him hungrily and smirking. “You were saying?”

He stole another kiss to effectively end any further discussion.

The next few minutes were a blur as they rid each other of their remaining clothing, naked limbs entwining instinctively as they crashed back onto the blankets.

Ordinarily, he would take his time to explore, but there was a sense of urgency in every kiss and touch on her part, so he joined them instead with a decisive thrust.

Her legs locked around his waist to anchor them together, canting her hips to meet his movements and clawing at his back to spur him further.

He shifted his angle, so he was buried deeper and continued at a feverish pace, determined to give her exactly what she desired.

It was as they were reaching their peak in unison that he slowed down a fraction – just so he could watch her fall apart in an exquisite manner, right before he followed with a primal sound.

They collapsed – still intimately connected – in a tangle, breathing heavily and in no condition to consider moving any time soon.

After a bit of time passed, Nikita reached up to caress a pattern over Ari’s shoulder blade, which prompted him to finally lift his head from where it was resting in the crook of her neck.

He studied her, taking in the alluring image she made with her tousled dark hair waving out along the pillows, her skin glistening with moisture from their exertions.

His heart swelled with affection, and he reached out to cup her face. “Is it just me, or was that more intense than usual?”

“It wasn’t just you,” she sighed and brushed her lips lightly against his palm. “I got a little carried away.”

“A little?” he shook his head and turned just slightly so he could gaze down at her. “You marked me.”

“I wanted to,” she trailed her hands slowly over the scratch marks that now littered his back.

“Clearly there’s more to it,” he leaned in, touching their foreheads together. “What’s really going on Nikita?”

She inhaled shakily, nuzzling him before replying. “Lately, everything feels like it’s been slipping through my fingers…I just didn’t want you to be one of those things.”

“Maybe all this sneaking around is part of the problem,” he surmised.

“Maybe, but,” she chewed at her lower lip, a habit that occurred whenever she was uncertain. “I’m not exactly ready to go public about whatever this happens to be.”

He nodded, understanding perfectly what she meant. “The truth is, neither am I. All I know is that when I’m with you, even when we’re not like this,” he gestured at their still entwined bodies. “You’re all I want.”

Her breath hitched, even though he hadn’t gone as far to tell her that he loved her. It was something he implied in every kiss and even the most fleeting of touches whenever they had their time together. “Ari, I –

He claimed her lips before anything else could be said, bearing her back against the blankets.

They embraced ardently for several minutes before he tugged away, blue eyes glittering with promise. “Stay for a while? I’d like to take my time.”

She nodded rapidly, which prompted a grin, another kiss, and then he proved true to his word.

Sunshine filtered in through the curtains of Ari’s hotel room, washing over the bed with enough illumination to draw him from slumber.

He wasn’t expecting to open his eyes and find Nikita still lying beside him, already wide-awake and staring in a manner that could only be described as contemplative.

He stretched languidly and then carded one hand through her hair. “You’re still here.”

“I didn’t want to leave you,” she murmured, curling close to him, and ducking her head to kiss his throat.

His pulse jumped. “To be fair, I was hoping you wouldn’t go,” he inhaled her scent and wrapped his arms around her securely. “I’m just used to not getting what I want in this situation.”

She sighed, her breath tickling his chest. “I love you; I don’t know when it happened or why or…hell, I’m still not sure what it means. But I know, with certainty, that I am head over heels in love with you.”

A relieved sound escaped him. “Thank goodness, because I love you too, more than I thought was humanly possible.”

Nikita peered up at him. “We are complete idiots.”

His laughter filled the room. “Oh, we’re hopeless all right. But it doesn’t change how I feel.”

She smiled warmly, pulling him forward for a kiss that he gratefully returned, and he realized that whatever the future held – he would be with her the entire way.

The End

#ari x nikita #nikari #mine #mrsreginagold #peter outerbridge #ari tasarov #nikita mears #otp: enemy mine #nikita 2010 #fanfiction #otp: this is the life we've chosen

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bloguniversodegatos · 7 years

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Nomes para Gatos

Se está procurando nomes para gatos, então veio ao lugar certo!

Nós os amantes de gatos sabemos perfeitamente que os gatos não são somente animais elegantes e misteriosos, também têm o seu lado adorável e atencioso. Se está na dúvida de que nome dar ao seu novo gato macho ou fêmea, vai encontrar em abundância aqui, mas não são nomes quaisquer… só apresentamos os TOP TOP TOP !!

Se há algo neste mundo que pode ser considerado bonito, é um gatinho! Então por que não escolher um nome bonito para combinar. Estão aqui mais de 500 nomes TOP, adoráveis, doces, encantadores, deliciosos e bonitos para o seu novo gato.

Aprecie, e nós temos a certeza que vai encontrar nesta lista nomes para gatos o nome perfeito!!

Letra A

Abdul

Abel

Abelardo

Abigail

Abner

Abu

Acacia

Ace

Acerola

Adam

Adão

Adda

Adonis

Adrik

Adry

Afrodite

Agapi

Ágata

Agatha

Agostinho

Aiara

Aícha

Aika(o)

Aiki

Aila

Aileen

Aimê

Aimee

Aislan

Aiwa

Akan

Akaya

Akenaton

Akesa

Akira

Alanis

Alba

Aldo

Alec

Alecrim

Aleetza

Alef

Alegria

Aleluia

Alemã

Aleska

Alex

Alexia

Alf

Alfa

Alice

Alicia

Alika

Alina

Alisson

Alita

Alladim

Allan

Allen

Amanda

Angel

Anita

Annette

Anny

Aragorn

Ari

Armand

Arthur

Átila

Letra B

Babalu

Babi

Babuska

Baby

Bach

Baixinha

Baltazar

Bambina

Bamboo

Banjo

Barney

Bartô

Bartolomeu

Batatinha

Batman

Bebel

Bel

Bela

Bella

Belo

Bernardo

Betina

Betty

Bia

Bianca

Bianco

Bichana

Biju

Bili

Billy

Bingo

Birosca

Biscoito

Bisteca

Bizunzo

Black

Blanc

Blanche

Bob

Bola

Bolacha

Bolão

Bolero

Bond

Bong

Bonnie

Bono

Bóris

Box

Brama

Branca de Neve

Branco

Branquinha

Brenda

Brewsky

Brigitte

Broke

Brown

Brutus

Buck

Bud

Buffy

Letra C

Cacau

Caco

Caio

Caker

Calico

Calipso

Calvin

Caos

Capitu

Capone

Carlton

Cartman

Cascão

Cassie

Catarina

Catbert

Catherine

Catita

Cebolinha

Cecil

Cecília

Cesar

Chandon

Chanty

Charles

Charlie

Charlotte

Cheddder

Cheetara

Chiara

Chica

Chico

Chiquinha

Chocolate

Chocookie

Chopp

Christine

Chun-li

Churchil

Chuvisco

Ciça

Cinderela

Cindy

Clara

Clarence

Clark

Cléo

Cocoa (cocoa Jumbo)

Colombo

Cometa

Conan

Conrad

Constantino

Corisco

Cristal

Cuíca

Letra D

Dafne

Daisy

Dali

Daphne

Dara

Dawn

Debbie

Diane

Dickens

Dilbert

Ding

Dingo

Dinha

Dionísio

Dixon

Docinho

Dolly

Dolores

Donatello

Dongo

Donna

Dorinha

Dorothy

Draco

Dreamer

Duda

Dunga

Duque

Duquesa

Letra E

Eclipse

Eddie

Edward

Eecat

Electra

Ellie

Elliot

Elvis

Elza

Ema

Emily

Endora

Erica

Ernie

Esmeralda

Esquimó

Estela

Ester

Estrela

Ethel

Eva

Letra F

Fadinha

Faísca

Fanny

Feijão

Felícia

Felipe

Felix

Felizberto

Fígaro

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Fic: Fill The Spaces Inside Of My Heart

Fandom: Nikita

Pairing: Ari Tasarov x Nikita Mears (Nikari)

Rating: R

Spoilers: Canonically refers to events in 3 x 12 but diverges drastically. Nikita is also not engaged to Michael.

Summary: Nikita has been avoiding Division’s latest guest, though whether it’s because of her own guilt or a different emotion entirely is something she can’t quite figure out.

Author's Note: We Go Down Together by Dove Cameron and Khalid is essentially their theme song, particularly in season 3. Tragic, doomed by narrative OTPs have long been a problem of mine, but at the very least I attempt to fix things for them when canon doesn't comply.

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Fill The Spaces Inside of My Heart

It was arguably the rarest of circumstances for Nikita Mears to overthink her actions. Part of what made her so excellent at survival was her ability to perform quick judgements while under pressure.

And yet – there she was, standing, frozen, hand raised to knock at Ari Tasarov’s door, and completely uncertain of how to proceed.

The former head of Gogol had been in Division’s custody for roughly two weeks. In that time, he proved useful in gathering intelligence for missions, but remained at their headquarters while his wounds healed.

Injuries, as it happened, that Nikita bestowed upon him.

She was sure that the overwhelming guilt regarding how severely she had treated him would pass, but his proximity also resulted in something unexpected.

From the moment that the pair met, there was an undeniable simmering attraction between them. However, Nikita had never taken the time to dwell on it. Now, with Ari around consistently, she found herself distracted by him more often than not.

It did not help that the man was frustratingly handsome, but what really disarmed her was the intensity in his gaze when it was directed at her.

She feared that if she stared too long into that ocean of clear blue – she would inevitably drown one day.

It was often difficult to form coherent words while in his presence, and though she’d rehearsed her apology about ten times over in her mind, it was of no use. She was entirely at a loss as to what to do or say.

She was also so lost in her own reverie that she didn’t notice she was no longer alone till a strong hand landed on her shoulder.

“What are you doing here, Nikita?”

Her response was a startled shriek while she pivoted around to find herself face-to-face with Ari.

He blinked several times, surprised by her reaction. “Perhaps you should lay off the caffeine my dear.”

One hand flew up to her chest, her breathing erratic at the unintended jump-scare. “Or maybe you shouldn’t sneak up on someone who knows over a hundred ways to kill you!”

His lips twitched in amusement, and he crossed his arms over his chest before replying. “A fair point. However, it doesn’t answer my question: what are you doing here?”

“I…” cohesive thoughts rapidly deteriorated once the shock subsided and she got a better look at him. “Did you go for a swim?”

His short, dark hair was damp, with errant strands swept to one side and falling across his angular features rakishly. There was still moisture evident on the skin revealed by the vee in his white tee-shirt, which clung to the surprisingly sculpted planes of his torso in a manner that left little to the imagination. This was paired with black sweats, while his feet were bare.

“I had a quick shower,” he explained, concern crossing his face over how intently she was staring. “Are you okay?”

“Y-Yeah,” she stammered, bringing her gaze back to his. “I’m just not used to seeing you wearing something like that. I figured you wouldn’t touch anything that wasn’t Armani.”

“Right now, I don’t exactly have a choice,” he chuckled. “And I highly doubt anyone would appreciate it if I wandered around naked.”

Oh, I wouldn’t be so sure, she thought, idly, and then flushed at the lustful turn her musings had taken. “Right. That would be a bad idea.”

“And cold,” he teased, taking a step forward. “But I doubt that you came all this way to chat about the finer details of fashion. What’s on your mind?”

She inhaled sharply, trying to calm the butterflies that had begun to flutter around her stomach. “Actually, I came to apologize.”

His brow furrowed. “Apologize? Whatever for?”

“What for? I hurt you. Repeatedly. It took a week for the swelling to go down! I nearly cut off your hand! Take your pick!!!”

He moved closer, seemingly undaunted by her outburst. “Nikita, you were doing what you were trained for. You don’t need to apologize for what’s essentially your job.”

There were sole inches between them now, and her heart rate picked up as she trailed her gaze over his mostly healed face. The cut on his left cheekbone had yet to disappear entirely, and the bruise was still fading on his right eye, but other than that: there was no evidence of how badly she had beaten him.

Unable to resist, Nikita reached out and delicately traced along his jawline. “I’m so, so sorry…” she whispered. “I should have given you the benefit of the doubt and instead I lost control.”

His hand caught hers, stalling the motion. “It’s all right. If what you need is my forgiveness, you have it.”

Relief flooded her senses and without a second thought, she stood on her tiptoes and pressed her lips lightly to his cheek, murmuring her gratitude when she pulled back slowly.

Those stunning eyes of his searched hers immediately after the impromptu affection, the air between them becoming charged with emotion.

“Why did you really come all this way, so late at night, Nikita?” He queried.

She drew in a shaky breath and then answered, honestly. “You. I wanted to see you.”

It was evident that this was the response he had been waiting for, as his next action was to gather her into his arms for an appreciative, passion-filled kiss.

The world around them shattered as they gave in to the embrace, Nikita draping her arms over Ari’s shoulders, a delighted squeal escaping when he abruptly lifted her up and carried her the short distance to his temporary quarters.

There was a tell-tale click as the door shut behind them, offering complete privacy.

Her pulse jumped considerably when his mouth strayed from hers to gain purchase on her throat, her head falling back to grant him better access.

He nipped teasingly at her clavicle and then slipped the cardigan she wore down her arms, leaving her in a simple black camisole.

Goosebumps erupted due to the cool air and the contact of his elegant fingers while they travelled along her back, eventually sliding under the silk to trace over bare skin.

She mumbled something incoherently against his lips, finally parting for air to communicate what she wanted with an insistent tug at his shirt.

It was peeled up over his head rapidly, her hands eagerly discovering the beautifully toned chest and stomach now exposed to her touch.

She yanked him close for another fervent kiss, the pair toppling onto the bed in the corner of the room.

Clothing quickly formed a pile on the floor, naked limbs entwining once there were no more barriers, and they sank together into a welcome nest of blankets.

Ari proved a very giving lover, pressing lingering kisses to every inch of Nikita’s skin and dedicating time to areas that proved more sensitive.

She raked her nails through the hair on his chest and hooked one leg over his before twisting and bearing him beneath her, amused when an astonished look crossed his face due to her actions.

“I told you I was here to apologize,” she tilted her head, a playful smile crossing her lips while she straddled him.

“I think this goes above and beyond an apology,” he eyed her, hunger evident in the sea-colored depths of his gaze while one hand slowly inched up her stomach until he could thumb along the underside of her breast.

She shivered, her nerve endings exploding into overdrive from the slightest brush of his fingers. “Or maybe I’m just being thorough.”

“I’m not minding,” he admitted, sitting up just enough to follow the path he had created with his lips instead.

Coherent thoughts drifted away instantly when he purposely lavished devotion to sensitized skin. She coiled her legs around his waist as they settled into a sitting position instead, exchanging a meaningful look before joining together with a fluid thrust.

They continued this way – as equals – exchanging romantic kisses while they found a perfect symmetry of movement.

She clawed at his back hard enough to leave marks when their motions began to lose grace, which he took as a signal to gently recline her beneath him.

They reached completion not long after.

“How many recruits do you think have engaged in this exact scenario?” Ari’s tone was thoughtful as he stroked idly over the curve of Nikita’s hip.

They had resituated to face one another, a tangle of sweat-streaked skin and rumpled blankets, basking in the afterglow from multiple rounds of love making.

She reached out and traced an invisible pattern across his chest. “Given the average age tends to be in the late teens, I’d say most if not all?”

He chuckled, low and incredibly attractive, filling her to the brim with want all over again. “I can’t say that I’m surprised.”

She sighed, stretched lazily, and then curled further into his arms. “Neither am I, though I don’t envy anyone on sanitation duty.”

There was a huff of laughter before his lips grazed her forehead. “Any port in a storm, as they say. At least these beds are more comfortable than the ones at Gogol…or whatever prison awaits me.”

Reality came crashing back as she remembered their situation – and the fact that she was partly responsible for it.

Nikita peered up at her lover, noting the serious expression on his face. Her heart clenched. “Ari…”

“It’s all right Nikita,” he threaded his fingers through her tousled hair, risking a nuzzle before whispering: “There’s much I still have to atone for.”

“Maybe you can do that here. I could talk to Ryan, ask if there was another option.”

His eyes widened at the sincerity in her voice. “Is that even possible? I don’t blame anyone here for wanting to shoot me on sight.”

“Division isn’t the same now. I have more sway. Ryan is much fairer than Percy or Amanda without even trying.” She crawled half-way on top of him and looked intently into his eyes. “Ari, please let me help you.”

The silence stretched between them for a long moment as he searched her gaze.

She found herself holding her breath in anticipation for his answer.

Slowly, a tender smile was directed her way and he swept her into a loving kiss.

“Is that a yes?” she mumbled.

“There’s nothing I’d love more than to remain here with you.”

Judging by how eagerly she returned his affection – it was clear that she wished for the same thing, and to remain exactly where she belonged. Namely, with him.

The End

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Life Is A Road and I Wanna Keep Going ~ A Nikari AU

No one told me I was going to find you

Unexpected, what you did to my heart

At The Beginning - Donna Lewis and Richard Marx

Years back, Nikita Mears spared Ari Tasarov’s life. Then her world crumbles around her thanks to losing someone she loves to Division’s cruelty. What she’s unaware of is that the Gogol operative has been keeping an eye on her thanks to her kindness. When he approaches her with the offer of an alliance, she takes it, resulting in a burgeoning friendship that turns into something more profound.

“Do you think it was the right thing to do?” Nikita sighs and rests her head against Ari’s shoulder. The couch in his office is remarkably comfortable, and her exhaustion from the past few days is beginning to catch up with her.

She feels him shrug, and he takes a sip of bourbon before responding. “When is betrayal ever the right thing? Sometimes it’s just necessary.”

“Part of me wants it over with. They deserve to suffer for what happened to Daniel,” she curls her legs under her more securely, plucks the glass from his hand, and takes a drink of her own.

“You need to give Alex time to provide us with better intel,” he reminds her, his fingers moving up to stroke gently through her hair. “It can’t be rushed.”

She groans in frustration, turning further into him. Sometimes she just wants to bury herself in Ari’s embrace and never let go. She can forget the world exists while in his arms.

He seems to sense that her aggravation will not be quelled with words and tips up her chin, murmuring something quietly in his native tongue before his mouth descends to claim hers.

Nikita melts, giving herself over to the kiss and letting everything about this man consume her.

In a deft movement, Ari has her pinned between the cushions and his warm, solid body. He coaxes at her lips with that clever tongue, her pulse racing when he delves in to explore with precise skill.

They continue like this for several minutes until they need to part for air and touch their foreheads together.

“Whatever happens…I’m on your side,” he promises, nuzzling her sweetly. “We started this, and we’ll finish it together.”

She knows that he means it, but another loving kiss to prove his convictions certainly does not hurt.

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Fic: Remind Me I Survived

Fandom: Nikita

Pairing: Ari x Nikita (Nikari)

Rating: PG

Spoilers: AU for season 2, where Nikita has been secretly corresponding with Ari since going on the run. Takes place after she leaves Michael in London.

Summary: After everything she has built ends up going awry, the right person to turn to is the one that continually surprises Nikita. Inspired by Lifehouse’s beautiful song “Crash and Burn.”

Author's note: A more contemplative piece for the pairing that owns my heart.

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Remind Me I Survived

The crisp spring air in London did nothing to assuage Nikita Mears’ sorrow.

The former Division agent wandered the streets, lost in thought and melancholy. With each step that she took, the distance between her and the man she thought she loved more than anything grew.

Biting back a sob, she roughly wiped away the tears forming at the edges of her eyes and cast her vision to the buildings surrounding her. She needed a place to think.

After some contemplation, she decided that a rooftop would have to do.

She made the climb with minimal effort, and once she was certain that she was alone, she crumpled to the ground and allowed herself to cry.

She wasn’t certain how long she stayed there with tears streaming down her face, but it did allow for some clarity. For the time being – Michael’s goal was going to be different from her own, and she knew that she cared enough about him to let him focus on it.

Which left her where, exactly? She didn’t want to return home, and yet she wasn’t entirely sure where she could go.

She pulled out her burner phone and a small black book that she kept on her person at all times. It contained a list of contacts that she trusted, and a few that she didn’t but kept information updated on anyway.

She hesitated, running her fingers reverently over a particular page.

Ari Tasarov belonged to a category all his own. She had been quietly contacting him for the past year at random intervals, unbeknownst to her allies and to his rival organization.

She’d initially called it a deal with the devil, but the more that she got to know Ari, the more she realized that she’d been terribly wrong to label him that. He always offered her sage advice, intelligent conversation, and surprising kindness every time that they talked.

Right now, what she needed the most was someone who wouldn’t judge her.

With a remarkably steady hand, she dialed the Gogol operative’s number and waited.

After a couple rings, there was a click as he answered.

“Hello?” his soothing, melodic tone washed over her like warm honey and made her feel more at ease.

“Ari, it’s me.”

“Nikita?” he sounded surprised. “Is something the matter? You usually email before we discuss things.”

“That’s not why I called,” she settled as comfortably as she could on the hard ground. “I hope I didn’t catch you at a bad time.”

She heard him shuffling papers around on the other end. “No, I’m actually not in the main office right now. What’s going on? You sound…Nikita, is everything all right?”

“Not really,” her voice trembled, tears threatening to fall yet again. “Ari, I really messed up.”

“Are you hurt?!”

“Physically? No. But uh,” she ran her fingers haphazardly through her hair. “I lost Michael.”

There was silence on his side for a moment before he asked her to clarify what that meant.

Everything else came pouring out like a ruptured dam, and every time that she faltered, Ari would politely ease her forward in the explanation.

“And where is Michael now?”

“The last time I saw him, he was heading back to Cassandra’s place,” she sniffled. “I’m pretty sure that’s the end of it until he’s decided what he wants.”

She heard Ari sigh heavily. “Are you still in London?”

“Yes.”

“As luck would have it, so am I.”

She blinked, not expecting that. “Where abouts exactly?”

“…promise not to get mad?”

“No.”

“I’m ten minutes from your location.”

“You’re tracking me?!”

“Out of concern for your safety!”

She moved towards the edge of the building to see if she could spot him on the street.

“Ari, we have to be careful about being seen together, you know that!”

His tall, elegant frame moved into focus on the cobblestone below, and her heart just about jumped out of her chest when he looked up and made direct eye contact.

He spoke into his phone. “Well aware. Please come down.”

She glared at the amusement in his voice and flipped her phone shut, before making her way down the fire escape, grumbling to herself the entire time.

She went still, however, when she felt his hands on her waist, and dared a glance over her shoulder. “Now, what are you doing?”

“Keeping you from falling,” he confessed, his blue eyes glittering with a hint of playfulness. "Unless you want to, in which case, I’ll be happy to catch you.”

“Do you always flirt mid-rescue?”

“Only with someone special.”

She shook her head and decided to test his reflexes, letting go of the ladder and allowing gravity to take hold.

Instantly, he caught her, scooping her up with remarkable strength and cradling her close.

She looped her arms around his neck and peered up at him. “Hi.”

“Hi,” he breathed, looking as surprised as she did by the turn of events.

From her vantage point, she could appreciate the angular lines of Ari’s face and notice the bits of green within his sea-colored gaze. She had conveniently forgotten just how handsome the man was, and it caused her heart to beat more rapidly.

Though flustered, she made no move to let go of him. In fact: she would have happily stayed right there forever, but he carefully set her back on her feet.

Nikita cleared her throat self-consciously. “What are you doing in London anyway?”

He rubbed at the back of his neck. “Would you believe me if I said I was looking into schools for my son?”

“Not really.”

“Didn’t think so,” he shoved his hands into his pockets. “Let’s just say there are things I can’t accomplish back home and leave it at that.”

“You’re after one of the black boxes, aren’t you?” she narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest. “You figured out where one is.”

“Nikita, you know I can’t divulge that information, unless...”

“Unless I agree to work for you,” she snorted disdainfully, irritation replacing her earlier attraction. “Some things never change with you.”

“Some things do,” he stepped forward, bridging the space that had grown between them. With a gentle touch, he tilted her chin up. “Or is my being here right now not a prime example of how much I’ve come to care for you?”

She flushed from his proximity, her gaze darting briefly to his lips as she privately wondered what he would taste like. Her throat suddenly felt dry, and she swallowed before muttering: “I don’t need saving, Ari.”

His reply was a low, alluring chuckle and to frame her face between his hands. “I know. And yet I want to save you anyway.”

“What do you want to save me from?” her tone shifted to a whisper.

He leaned in, his mouth brushing lightly over her own. “The world and anyone in it that wishes to destroy you.”

In any other circumstance, she might have let reason overcome desire and push him away.

Reason, however, had nothing on the way he happened to be looking at her, and when he murmured her name reverently, the delicate thread of control snapped.

Nikita lunged, initiating a kiss laced with enough passion to serve as a declaration that she wanted what he was willing to give her.

Judging by how eagerly he responded and the fact that she was quickly swept up in his embrace, it was clear that he got the message.

She nipped playfully at his mouth while sliding her hands down his chest, bypassing both his overcoat and suit jacket so she could trace along the lean tone of his torso through the fabric of his shirt and appreciate the heat of his skin despite the layers that covered it.

He groaned quietly when she deliberately stroked over his abdomen, his hands moving to catch hers and halt her exploration. “If you keep that up, I’m going to have you right here in this alley. I’d much prefer a bed, wouldn’t you?”

“Admittedly tempting, but you’re right, it would be uncomfortable,” she curled her arms around his waist, keeping warm while at the same time enjoying having him near.

He wrapped his overcoat more securely around her, nuzzling her nose affectionately. “Well, it looks like my personal mission will have to alter a bit.”

She stared up at him, curious, and tilted her head. “Why is that?”

“Because now my main intention is to make you forget about all the things that pain you,” he spared her the mention of a specific name and rubbed over the small of her back soothingly. “Will you let me?”

She nodded, and because words of gratitude didn’t quite cut it – she tugged him into a briefer, yet sweet kiss.

A warm smile graced his attractive features when they parted, and when he took her hand, she immediately entwined their fingers together as they headed off into a new future.

The End

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mrsreginagold · 2 months

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Fic: Conditional Is Never Enough

Fandom: Nikita

Pairing: Ari Tasarov x Nikita Mears (Nikari)

Rating: R

Spoilers: Canon divergent AU for season one. Takes place during 1 x 14.

Summary: Instead of leaving well enough alone, Ari follows Nikita after their confrontation at the lodge. What occurs is something neither of them anticipated.

Author's note: A more recently written fic. Originally I was planning on posting my works in the order they were created but seeing the gifs that @eternal-learner put together recently made me want to put this one up instead.

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Conditional Is Never Enough

While it was common practice to consider patience a virtue, in Ari Tasarov’s line of work: it was a skill set.

It was also why he wasn’t terribly bothered that Nikita Mears had refused his assistance in the courtyard before she had wandered back into the lodge.

He watched as the lovely assassin made her way gingerly up the steps that led to the resort’s lobby. He was certainly no stranger to deception and had ascertained that most of her injuries had been self-inflicted in order throw him off from whatever trickery she was actually planning. However, it was also evident to his trained eye that not everything had been false regarding her current state.

For instance: when they first met he had been quick to notice that she favored her right leg over her left, so the fact that she was putting more pressure on her less dominant one alerted him to what he imagined was a sprained ankle. She also was clutching her left shoulder.

Years of field work for both the KGB and Gogol were enough to draw basic conclusions, but for full answers – he would have to confront her.

Additionally, despite knowing that it would probably lead to more rejection, he could not help his concern for her well-being.

This last factor was what propelled him forward to follow her inside.

Ari trailed Nikita through the lobby, unsurprised when she bypassed the elevator. He hurried to catch up with her once she went through a door to the stairwell.

His worry about her condition increased when he discovered her struggling.

Without truly thinking about it, he leapt up the steps, intercepting her path and startling a mild shriek out of her when he abruptly scooped her up in his arms.

“Tasarov?! What the hell do you think you’re doing?!”

“I believe it’s referred to as a bridal carry,” he replied, sarcasm dripping in his resonant tone.

“Let me go. You’ll drop me,” the flush of her cheeks only served to make his grip on her tighten.

“You’ll find that I’m stronger than I look.” It was true. Decades of training had gifted him with a remarkably toned body, and he could lift her easily even with the layers of clothing she was wearing, which included a leather jacket and boots.

Before Nikita could protest further, Ari took off, ascending a few flights of stairs until he reached the floor he was staying on.

The benefit of his spontaneous action was that she was too stunned to struggle, so carting her to his room was done without argument.

Once they reached their destination, he set her back on her feet, opened the door, and then assisted her inside.

He told her to remove her outerwear, boots, and socks. Then, he hung up his overcoat and suit jacket in the provided closet before toeing off his shoes.

“Go sit on the couch. I’ll be a minute,” he headed over to the adjoining bathroom and located the first aid kit he always carried with him. It was old habit from his days in spy-craft, but currently he was glad that he’d remembered to pack it.

Ari rolled up his sleeves to his elbows and made his way back to Nikita’s location.

He had to hold back a smile at the utterly perplexed look on her face. “I’ll take a look at your ankle first.”

“Why are you doing this?” her tone was quiet and inquisitive yet guarded.

He expected no less given their history. “I need a reason to help a beautiful, injured woman?”

“Thank you for not calling me a damsel, but yes. The last time we crossed paths you tried to have me killed, remember?”

“Unsuccessfully,” he reminded, busying himself with unrolling some gauze. “That has to count for something.”

She fell silent, and he could feel her keen eyes studying him intently.

“I’m helping you, Nikita, because despite all better judgement: I like you.” He knelt down so he could inspect her ankle properly.

He heard a hitch in her breath when his fingers came into contact with her bare skin and peered up at her.

Her features were paler, her mouth parted as she inhaled sharply which betrayed the level of pain she actually was in.

His brows knitted in concern, but he refused to let go, instead rotating her foot as gently as he was able. “What happened?”

“The roads were icy, so my bike skidded, and I had to veer to keep from falling. I must have sprained it then.”

“Well it’s not terribly swollen, thank goodness. You should keep off it for a while though.” He reached for the gauze so he could wrap it.

“Something tells me you’re going to insist on that.”

“Yes.” He coiled the bandage several times around before tying it off. “You’re going to stay right here and rest.”

“Ari, there’s a dirty bomb in your agency’s hands, do you really think I’m going to let that go?”

“Of course not,” he moved to sit beside her. “You can waste as much time you want trying to steal it back after you’re healed. Now…about your shoulder.”

“I think I just bruised it a little,” she pushed the collar of her blouse to the side to take a look for herself.

“Would you let me see?”

She hesitated for a moment before nodding.

With great care, he unbuttoned her shirt enough so he could slide the sleeve down.

There was some pale mottling evident on her lightly tanned skin, and delicately, he touched the area to see just how tender it was.

Nikita flinched a little and let out a gasp.

“Sorry,” he met her eyes, reaching out instinctively and brushing her hair away from her gaze.

They stared at each other, and he could tell that the apprehension in her was slowly melting away.

Determined to gain some trust, he leaned forward and grazed his lips over her forehead. “I think I have some ointment that’ll help, let me go look for it. In the meantime, why don’t you make yourself comfortable?”

She nodded wordlessly and he finally willed himself to part from her, even though in his heart he didn’t want to let her go.

When he was alone in the bathroom again, he breathed in shakily to calm the swirl of emotions that had begun to gather within him. Nikita had the distinct ability to disarm him with the simplest of looks or words, and he could feel his resolve to keep things professional begin to crumble.

He searched for the bottle and muttered to himself that this was no way for a grown man to act, undoing a few buttons to his collar so he could breathe a bit easier.

Ari returned after his search proved fruitful, and nearly dropped the procured bottle when he saw Nikita sprawled out on her side on the couch, propped up on her uninjured elbow, her shirt fully discarded so that she was solely in her bra and leggings now.

“I thought it would be easier,” she gave him a wide-eyed, patently innocent look, which made him wonder if she had practiced it before he had emerged.

He swallowed, hard, and then took a step forward. “I suppose that depends on your definition of easier.”

“The shirt was in the way.”

“Yes, and now you’re even more of a distraction than before,” he countered.

“I highly doubt it’s your first time seeing a woman in her bra,” Nikita chuckled.

“No; but it’s my first time seeing you this way. You’re a very beautiful woman, Nikita,” Ari gestured for her to sit up, so he could apply the ointment.

“You think so?” though she did as he requested, she threw a glance at him over her shoulder, fluttering her eyelashes coquettishly.

“Don’t play coy with me,” he shook his head while drawing the strap of her undergarment down cautiously. “Did you honestly think that you could entrance me long enough to let my guard down so you could take off?”

“You think so little of me.”

“Actually I think the opposite,” he took hold of her arm to keep her steady. “Stay still, this will probably sting a bit.” Being deliberately tender, he applied some of the cream and rubbed it in a small circle to ensure that it covered the full area of the bruising.

In spite of how meticulous he was being, she still whimpered in pain, though to her credit, she remained still for the rest of the treatment.

The silence stretched between them as he worked, until, finally, she muttered. “How did you know?”

“Know what?”

“My plan.”

“In many ways, Nikita, you are an open book. Whenever you panic, you grow bold. I know that under normal circumstances you’d never bare yourself so openly, especially to me, so there had to be a reason.”

“You didn’t just think you’d gotten lucky?”

He snorted and finished treating her wound. “I’m not that lucky when it comes to you. There. Done.” He pulled her bra strap back up. “How does the shoulder feel now?”

“Still a little sore, but better.” She rotated her arm cautiously.

“And the ankle?”

“It twinges, but I think the wrap is definitely helping.”

“Good.” He gathered his supplies and stood up again. “You hungry?”

She blinked rapidly at the change in subject. “What?”

“Are you hungry? Look, I know I can’t force you to stay but I’d rather you rest somewhere you’ll be safe, even for a couple of hours. I’ll order us some room service,” he located the remote to the television. “And you can find us a movie. If by the time that it’s done: you’re ready to go, I won’t stop you. I promise.”

“You’re being so nice that it’s disturbing,” she grumbled petulantly, but accepted the remote.

“And put your shirt back on, please, I can only take so much diversion.” Ari chuckled, moving back towards the bathroom so he could put everything away.

“Maybe I’ll just take the rest of my clothes off instead, what’ll you do then?” she called out.

“Then I’ll bring you a blanket and close my eyes.”

He was treated to the first genuine laughter that he had heard from her. With a grin, he grabbed the room service menu and perused it before landing on something he felt would appeal to them both.

Nikita was back to being fully dressed when he returned and flipping rapidly through TV channels with a frustrated expression on her beautiful face. “Why is it that they have like, 200 options here and there’s nothing on?!”

He laughed and settled next to her. “Are you even looking for more than two seconds?”

The awkward silence that resulted gave him an answer and he took the remote from her with little struggle. “Let me try.”

“What’d you get for dinner?” She shuffled closer, her arm brushing his.

“You’ll see when it arrives,” he nudged at her teasingly and brought up the guide. “Hmm…let’s see. What could possibly entertain the enigmatic Nikita Mears, I wonder?”

“It doesn’t have to be all about me here,” she shrugged. “What types of movies do you like?”

“Depends on my mood. It can be horror one minute, a romantic comedy the next.” He admitted.

“Huh. I could actually go for campy and scary right now. Maybe we can find an 80’s slasher or something.”

“That actually does sound perfect,” he scrolled through the choices offered to them.

“Ooh! Which Nightmare on Elm Street is that?” She leaned further into his side when she spotted the title.

“Looks like it’s three. Isn’t that the one where Nancy dies, though?”

“Yeah but it’s also the best one since the first. Also why am I not surprised you like Nancy?”

“Pretty, strong willed, smart, brunette? Hmm…I wonder who I’m reminded of.”

He was treated to a lovely blush on her part at the comparison, and she cleared her throat before insisting that he put the film on.

They adjusted some of the pillows on the couch so they could sit more comfortably, though he did have to leave briefly around ten minutes in so their food could be brought inside.

“Lasagna?” Nikita grinned and gratefully took the plate that he offered her.

“I know you’re mainly vegetarian,” he confessed, sitting beside her once more and cutting into his own portion. “There weren’t a huge number of options that didn’t have meat, and it’s probably not as good as what I could pull together if we were at my place, but hopefully it’s decent enough.”

“Well now I’m curious what yours would taste like in comparison,” she shook her head and then had a bite.

Oh, how that filled him with the hope that, someday, he could provide an answer for her, but he didn’t dare voice it.

He waited till she voiced her approval of it before sampling the dish himself, and, for something he wouldn’t ordinarily order for himself – it was admittedly tasty.

They ate in companionable silence while watching the film, and then he left again to clear their plates and roll the table the food had come on back outside.

When he came back, Nikita had curled up on one side of the couch and was resting her feet on the coffee table to elevate her damaged ankle.

He resumed his spot next to her and gestured at her state. “You okay?”

“Yeah, I took some more Tylenol and figured propping it up would do some good,” she glimpsed in his direction, attention distracted from the admittedly lesser sequel that was now playing on the television. “They’re marathoning them. This was always my least favorite.”

“Why is that?”

“The whole bit where the girl gets turned into a cockroach messes with me.” She shuddered, even though the film was currently nowhere near that part.

He scooted closer and casually draped an arm over the back of the couch. “You can always hide your face when it gets there. I won’t judge.”

“Body horror doesn’t bother you?”

“Not really, though I get why it does for a lot of people.” He shrugged. “Horror has always fascinated me more than any other film genre, for some reason.”

“There are studies about that,” she remarked, right before resting her head on his shoulder which startled him more than any jump scare possibly could.

When had she moved so close anyway?

Ari became hyper aware of the woman next to him due to her proximity, shutting his eyes to inhale her scent – strawberry and hints of vanilla with something else inherently feminine that he couldn’t quite place – before he carried the conversation further. “Studies, you say?”

“Mmm-hmm…turns out, people love being scared because of the endorphins that adrenaline produces. It’s why they watch these types of things in droves.”

“I think I read something on the subject once,” he stated. “And it makes sense, as these kinds of films are often similar to the experience of going on a roller coaster.”

“They also happen to be responsible for a ton of hook-ups because they make people super horny.”

She phrased it so casually that he was absolutely sure that she was joking, and then her hand landed on his thigh.

Ari blinked, freezing in place. “I’m sorry?”

“Well, I mean it’s all hormones in the end anyway,” he felt Nikita shift against him, her fingers inching subtly upwards. “Doesn’t surprise me one bit, really.”

She had to be testing him, there was no other reasonable explanation for her current action.

“And that’d be why you’re touching me that way, is it?” he decided to forego tact, wanting a clear answer almost as much as he wanted her.

She shook her head, chuckled, and then her lips grazed lightly along his neck. “That’s more a personal curiosity.”

He inhaled sharply when her teeth scraped against sensitive skin, her hand finally lifting from his leg as she turned fully towards him to bestow proper attention.

Clever fingers delved to the buttons of his shirt, undoing several slowly while her soft mouth trailed across his Adam’s Apple.

Ari was unable to stave off a moan when Nikita straddled him, her hips rotating provocatively and causing a hot jolt of arousal to ease up his spine.

“This isn’t expensive, is it?” she whispered, tugging playfully at his top.

“No, I have a few like it at home,” he managed, his hands hovering right over the small of her back, not daring to touch her just yet.

There was a tearing sound, buttons flying as she ripped the garment fully open. “Good, because I’ve been wanting to do that for the better part of the afternoon.”

The expertly wound threads of his control snapped. In the next instant, he lunged forward, claiming her mouth in a passionate kiss.

He poured as much emotion as possible into the embrace, letting her know just how deeply he cared for her even if lust was currently driving them.

Judging by the way she returned the affection; it was clear she felt the same way.

They toppled back on the couch, Nikita emitting a pained sound that immediately made him pull back and mutter an apology.

“I just landed on my shoulder harder than I meant to,” she shoved his ruined shirt down his arms, eyes glittering happily when he yanked his hands free and cast it to the side.

“Still, we should probably move to the bed, it’s more comfortable,” he nuzzled at her sweetly.

“Sounds good,” she replied, her nails scratching purposefully through the hair on his chest, traveling down sculpted planes to coast languidly across his abdomen and causing more pleasant heat to erupt in his system.

He hoisted her up with minimal effort, carting her to the bedroom while helping her out of her blouse.

He couldn’t help but be impressed when she cast off her bra one-handed, and then they sank into the plush nest of blankets and pillows.

Their remaining clothing formed a pile on the floor and naked limbs entangled naturally, the pair meeting repeatedly in ardent kisses.

While desire was certainly at the forefront, Ari was also determined to ensure that this wasn’t merely a one-time thing. He was intentionally delicate in how he touched her, mindful of the injuries she was still recovering from.

His mouth strayed from hers to dart firefly kisses along the slender column of her throat, his hands keenly exploring her bare flesh while he made mental notes of where she happened to be more reactive for later.

For her part, Nikita was just as intently discovering him, her hands and lips seeming to go anywhere that she could reach.

Amused by her insistence, he eventually pinned her hands against the blankets, so she paused and caught her breath a little. “Hey…if you don’t mind my asking, how long has it been?”

Her pretty face was flushed with color. “A while. I mean, Daniel was the last one to…”

His expression softened as he noticed a melancholy look surface in her eyes. “I’m so sorry, Nikita. I know how rough it is to try to be normal in this world we’re in.”

She stroked over his back. “I guess that’s why I’m clinging so much. It’s the first time I’ve felt something other than pain and heartache in what feels like forever.”

“You’re not clinging,” he dipped his head, kissing her lightly. “At least, not in a way that I mind. And now that I know that it’s been a while since you indulged in this, I’ll go slow.”

She sighed against his mouth. “How can the man who helps run such a criminal empire be so considerate?”

“That man happens to be very much in love with you,” he mumbled, and then went eerily quiet as he realized just what he let slip.

“Ari…”

Tentatively, he met her eyes, his heartbeat a rapid staccato. “I’m sorry. This wasn’t the way I meant to tell you.”

“What, you think it means less if you happen to be naked and on top of me?” Nikita raised a brow. “I hate to break it to you, but that’s not the case here.

“I just didn’t want to make things complicated,” he explained, caressing along the shape of her jaw. “Though I do mean it. Since the moment we met, I was drawn to you.”

Her fingers swept across his torso. “I was drawn to you too. And you haven’t complicated anything. You’ve always been truthful with me, so, I’ll be honest with you. I’m not quite there yet, but: I want to see where whatever this is between us leads. I care about you, Ari Tasarov. Now why don’t you stop overthinking, make love to me, and we can discuss everything else later?”

His reply was to nod, kiss her soundly, and press her more firmly into the blankets.

They reclined together, embracing fervently, over, and over until he parted long enough to admire the wanton image that she made below him.

Her dark hair was feathering out along the pillows, offering stark contrast to the pure white. Her equally dark eyes glinted alluringly, beckoning him towards her.

He went willingly, his mouth drifting over her right shoulder before moving down to pay specific attention to her breasts. At the same time, one hand ghosted over the curve of her hip before delving between her legs.

She bucked against him, crying out while he artfully brought her near to the brink, waiting until just the right moment to look at her and silently ask permission.

She granted it.

He joined them in one elegant, fluid thrust, his hands slipping behind her back to cradle her against him as he allowed her a few moments to get used to the way he felt within her.

Then – he dove in for another kiss, starting them off with a gradual, rocking motion that encouraged the cant of her hips once she had adjusted properly.

Nikita dragged him against her for a grateful embrace, grasping at his biceps when their movements began to lose grace and gave way to a wild, natural need.

It was easy – so easy – for Ari to lose himself; unable to tell where he ended and she began, allowing her to consume him entirely until they both fell, complete in every sense.

Morning arrived, bringing with it pale sunshine that filtered through the hotel room window, which then washed over the lovers dozing in bed.

They were still a hopeless tangle with one another and the rumpled sheets, Nikita sprawled mostly on top of Ari, while his arms were curled securely around her.

He was the first to stir, bright blue eyes opening slowly and attuning to their surroundings before he remembered exactly what had occurred.

With a warm smile, he skimmed his fingers across her back, content to hold her till she was willing to wake.

They had indulged in each other multiple times throughout the night, so it was no wonder that despite the fact that it was arguably the best sleep he’d experienced in months – they were still both exhausted.

Ari nuzzled at Nikita’s tousled hair when he felt her stretch against him, her hands plotting a course blindly along his side before she finally looked at him with a bleary-eyed expression.

It took all of his willpower not to laugh over how adorable she happened to look. “Morning.”

“Morning,” she ducked her head to plant a kiss on his chest in greeting. Then she yawned and stretched again, decidedly more cat-like. “What time is it?”

He risked a glance at the clock on the bedside table. “Around 8.”

“I should go,” her reluctant tone implied that she wished the opposite.

“Without breakfast?”

“Breakfast would lead to spending the morning together, which would lead to more of this and before you know it – we’ve passed a week in this place.” She peered up at him. “And as much as I’d like nothing more, at some point your bosses would get suspicious, not to mention that Division is still out there, stronger than ever even without that stupid bomb –

“Nikita,” he placed his fingers over her mouth to stop her mid-tirade. “I wasn’t implying forever here.”

“I know, but I’m starting to want forever,” she designed invisible patterns along his torso.

His heart skipped a beat. “And I want to give you that, but we aren’t remotely near the point yet.”

“No, but maybe if I said yes to your proposal to work together we could get there?” She sighed. “It’s not that I want to work with Gogol, but the idea of being on the opposite side of you now, after all this…”

He swept her hair back over her shoulder. “Then you won’t work with Gogol. You’ll work with me.”

She looked at him, genuine curiosity in her gaze. “And what would that entail?”

“Hopefully plenty of mornings like this one,” he admitted, tugging her to him beneath the covers. “And eventually – both of the organizations that plague us being brought down.”

“You mean, you want to be free?” she nudged at his nose with her own. “I thought you were after power.”

“See, that’s what you get for jumping to conclusions,” he teased, coaxing at her lips with his. “What I want, Nikita, is to be happy. With you, if you’ll let me.”

Her response was to draw him into a loving kiss, which told him more than words could.

They embraced leisurely, Ari bearing Nikita gently back against the pillows while he settled on top of her, framing her face between his hands and nipping at her lips before tugging back to appreciate the vision before him.

“By the way, how’s the shoulder and ankle?”

“Better than before, but I should probably continue to take it easy till I’ve healed completely, don’t you think?”

He nodded, and then stole another kiss, at peace with the knowledge that, for the time being, she was going to remain exactly where she belonged.

The End

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Fic: Just You And I Love

Fandom: Nikita

Pairing: Ari Tasarov x Nikita Mears (Nikari)

Rating: R

Spoilers: AU for the end of the first season. Ari shows up at Nikita’s loft instead of Alex. Nikita and Michael did not get together romantically.

Summary: A major change of plans puts Nikita on the run with a man she once considered an enemy.

Author's note: This is my first fic for this pairing, written roughly a year ago. My sincerest apologies for any formatting issues, it's been a long time since I posted writing to tumblr.

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Just You and I Love

It had all gone wrong in the worst way.

“I had it planned perfectly,” Nikita Mears growled as she hurried up the stairwell, arm in arm with the man who had botched said plan. “And then you showed up.”

“If you’ll forgive my impertinence on the matter, I hardly see how that,” Ari Tasarov gestured at the looming wave of fire that was literally on their heels. “Is considered a plan.”

She pursed her lips but denied him a response. Instead, she focused on getting them both to the roof.

“You’re welcome, by the way,” he stated, as if they weren’t fighting for their very survival and were having a completely ordinary conversation.

She glanced at him. “For what?”

“Oh, I don’t know: saving your life?”

“You took a bullet to the shoulder and then fell on top of me, how is that saving my life?”

“I beg your pardon, but I pushed you out of the line of fire. How we happened to land was a mere accident.”

“Was it now?” she arched an eyebrow, amused despite their dire situation.

After all – she and Ari had danced around each other flirtatiously from the moment they had met.

“On my honor.” He crossed a hand over his heart.

“Right. A criminal with honor. Silly me, should have seen that coming.” She shoved one final door open and stepped out into the chill of night.

Ari followed. “As ridiculous as an assassin with a conscience, then? What a pair we make.”

She whirled, fed up and exhausted. “Look. I have been chased, shot at, injected with multiple toxins…it has not been a good day. And the last thing I need is you lording over me with some bullshit superiority complex.”

His brow creased, genuine concern washing over his attractive features. “Toxins? Nikita: how are you even still standing?”

“Built up endurance. I admit that it slowed me down though,” she took a deep breath, shutting her eyes momentarily. “The fresh air is helping.”

In the next second, his fingers had curled under her chin to tip it up, and she blinked her eyes back open, his angular face looming closer as he inspected hers.

Unbidden, her lips parted when he ran his thumb over them, and she wasn’t certain what disarmed her more: his worried expression, or just how damn blue his eyes happened to be.

“We should get you somewhere safe where you can rest,” Ari finally surmised, his gaze drifting away from hers to survey their surroundings more closely. “If we procure a car, I can get us to shelter. First: we need a way off this roof.”

“I can rappel across to the other side,” she stepped away from him and looked over the ledge. “Can you climb down via the fire escapes?”

“Or I could rappel across the same way, I’m not an invalid.” There was a spark of irritation in the ordinarily dulcet tone.

She looked back over her shoulder to see him standing there with his arms crossed over his chest, his expression mirroring his words.

Nikita cleared her throat. “And make your injury worse?”

“It was a graze, Nikita,” he put emphasis on every syllable of her name, which prompted a shiver that wasn’t remotely unpleasant to ease up her spine. “I’m perfectly capable of holding on.”

She planted her feet more firmly to the ground and frowned. “All right then, show me.”

It was finally his turn to blink rapidly in confusion. “Beg your pardon?”

“Show. Me. Your. Arm.” Purposely, she bridged the space between them.

Though it took him a second to process what she was asking of him, he shrugged compliantly out of his over-coat and then his suit jacket. He then passed both garments to her while he un-did the knot in his tie.

Despite her best intentions to not be affected, her breath still caught when he started to pop open the buttons to the crisp white dress shirt he wore, revealing pale skin inch by inch until it was loose enough for him to slide it down the injured arm.

She shoved the miniscule bit of disappointment that he hadn’t taken his shirt off entirely to the far, far away regions of her mind and turned her attention to where it was needed.

As Ari had stated, the bullet had grazed him, and as far as she could tell there was no shrapnel stuck in the cut. Still, once they were safe, she’d definitely ensure the area was cleaned and bandaged properly.

“What’s the prognosis?” He inquired; his voice softer now that she was so close.

“For now, let’s make a tourniquet out of your tie. We’re going to have to ditch these clothes eventually anyway.”

There was a low chuckle. “If you wanted to see me naked, all you had to do was ask,” playfully, he began to undo another button on the shirt.

She stopped him before any more of his lean yet remarkably sculpted torso could be shown off. “Ari, be serious for a minute, please. It’s still bleeding, and I don’t want you getting weaker on me.”

He acquiesced and allowed her to wrap the silk around the junction of his bicep and shoulder blade.

Nikita apologized softly when he made a pained groan as she tied a firm knot to keep the fabric in place. “There, that should do it.”

He pulled his sleeve back up and re-buttoned his shirt most of the way, though he left the collar undone enough for her to get a glimpse of what lay hidden beneath.

She narrowed her eyes. He had to be doing so on purpose by this point.

In order to distract herself from staring at him, she moved over to a different part of the roof, where she’d hidden some emergency supplies and the rappel hook to get to the adjacent building.

Ari came to stand beside her once he was finished with putting his suit jacket and overcoat back on. “Is everything accounted for?”

“We should pick up some food and new clothes while we’re on the road, but other than that, I think we’re good,” she shouldered the duffle bag. “You want to go?”

“By all means, ladies first,” he made a sweeping gesture with his left hand.

“I guess chivalry isn’t lost,” Nikita murmured while she launched the hook across the building.

She tested the line for safety and stood on the ledge, about to grab on to the anchor so she could propel herself across, when he gripped her arm.

She paused. “What?”

“Be careful,” his gaze caught hers, the sincerity in it making her heart skip a few beats.

She tugged him forward by his coat collar, her mouth seeking his to initiate a tender kiss of reassurance.

His arms curled around her protectively and he deepened the embrace, his lips gentle and warm against her own.

Instinctively, she raked her fingers through his dark hair, allowing herself one light nip at his mouth before she pulled away.

He stared at her, those eyes glittering with a swirl of emotion that made her reluctant to part from him. “Make your way over once I send it back,” quickly, she grasped the carabiner and took off.

He followed soon after, landing on the parallel roof with grace and striding directly to her side. “See? Easy.”

She bit back a smile, took his hand, and together they headed down the stair-well.

“Next order of business is to get us some wheels.” Once they were out on the street, Nikita assumed immediate command. “Something that wouldn’t be traced right away so we have time to switch out the license plates.”

“I’ve gone on the run before, Nikita,” she was certain Ari was rolling his eyes judging by the sarcasm dripping in his tone. “Our best bet would probably be an impound lot.”

“Huh. You are more useful than you appear.”

His chest brushed against her back, alerting her to just how close he happened to be. “Darling, you’ll find that I’m full of surprises.”

Yes. Being a full-on temptation is arguably the biggest one of those.

They kept to the shadows and alleyways of the city until they found the local impound lot and Nikita quickly utilized her break-in skills.

From then on – it was a matter of finding a mode of transportation that was inconspicuous.

When they finally settled on a vehicle that was silver in color, she rummaged around in her duffle to see what she could use to hot-wire it, only for Ari to dangle a key in front of her. “I think it will be much easier with this.”

She gawked at him, wondering just how he had managed to sneak into the office and get back without her noticing. “When – how did you?

He exhaled, small clouds of breath emerging in the air thanks to the cold temperature and stuck his hands in his coat pockets with a shrug. “Stealth was my forte was I was in the field.”

Her eyes widened further, and her jaw dropped. “You were an operative?!”

“You could say that with less surprise you know.”

Impressed, she unlocked the door and flipped a switch that opened the passenger side. “It’s not that. I know you’re former KGB, but I guess I just figured you for more of an analyst.”

Ari’s mouth formed a bemused smile while he moved around to the opposite side of the car. “Let’s just say…I worked my way up.”

She slid into the driver’s seat, adjusted a few things including the rear-view mirror, and finally asked which direction they would be heading in.

“Go north, I’ll navigate.” He promised, settling as comfortably in the seat as he could.

Touched by his trust in her, Nikita put the car into the right gear and, with that – they were on their way.

They drove for several hours before stopping at a Walmart that remained open late, where they purchased some new supplies, clothing, and food.

Nikita finished changing in the gas-station bathroom first and waited, sipping at a hot coffee for both warmth and the necessary caffeine to keep going.

She was alerted to Ari’s presence when he cleared his throat, and once she got a good look at him, she nearly dropped the cup she was holding.

The man looked amazing in tailored suits, but a case could definitely be made for dark jeans, a flannel shirt, and a black leather jacket. Additionally: he’d tousled his hair so that it fell in looser strands over his forehead, and the effect was arguably a pleasant one.

He drew to a halt in front of her. “I feel ridiculous.”

“Yeah but you’re hot.” She blurted before she could stop herself.

He tilted his head, mirth lighting up his striking features. “Really?”

She coughed awkwardly, darting her gaze away. “I uh…I’m guessing they don’t have many of these places where you’re from?”

“What gave that away?”

“Well besides the fact that you have a taste for the finer things, I know that progress there is slower.”

“It’s a mix of modern and ancient, like many cultures,” he confessed, falling into step next to her as they exited the mini mart.

“Of course. I still can’t exactly picture you driving up to a McDonalds and getting a Big Mac, though.”

He snorted at the remark. “I prefer the Quarter Pounder.”

She laughed as well. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

They reached the car and got back inside. Nikita immediately keyed the ignition so she could fiddle with the heater. “How much further do you think?”

“Another couple of hours.”

“And how’s the arm?”

“A bit sore.”

She laid a hand across his forehead to ascertain if he had a fever. “You’re a little elevated. There are some pills in the duffle. That should hold you over till I can dress the wound.”

“I’m trying not to read too much into how eager you seem to be to get my shirt off properly.”

She rolled her eyes and then focused on the road as she pulled out of the parking lot. “If you can flirt, you’re in no immediate danger.”

It was significantly late by the time they reached the cabin. Ari’s condition seemed no worse than before, but Nikita wasn’t about to take any chances.

He let them inside and she deposited her duffle and the additional bags of supplies and non-perishable food on the kitchen table before searching for the first aid kit.

Wordlessly, she guided her companion into the bathroom and took the liberty of unbuttoning the flannel.

He pulled his arms free with a wince.

She was unable to resist ogling his uncovered torso, her eyes roaming over a broad, beautifully muscled chest and abdomen. He was slender but toned perfectly for his build, and the only flaws she noticed were a few littered scars. She wondered if there were any special stories behind them, but shifted her focus to the task at hand and removed the tourniquet as gently as she could.

He hissed in pain when she doused the exposed cut with peroxide. She went about cleaning efficiently, utilizing tweezers to pull away small bits of fabric that had gotten stuck. “I’m sorry, I’m going as quick as I can.”

“It’s fine. I’ve had worse.”

She completed the cleaning portion and grabbed antibacterial ointment. “I never thanked you for earlier. I’m sorry about that too.” She placed a fresh gauze bandage over the wound and taped it in place.

He cupped her chin tenderly. “Nikita, you don’t have to apologize.”

At this point, she loved the way that he said her name: with allure and deep meaning all at once.

For the second time since this whole thing started, she found herself kissing him. Like before, it was tentative – a way to search her heart and the bubbling emotions that he instilled.

With a remarkably quick motion, he trapped her against the wall directly behind them and deepened the embrace.

He teased at the shape of her mouth beseechingly until she opened for him and allowed that clever tongue to explore.

Giving in was easy when he was pressed close enough for her to feel the effect that she had over him, her hips bucking in natural response. She felt him smirk knowingly and gasped into the kiss when he hiked her leg over his waist, ensuring that they were touching as much as possible despite still being mostly clothed.

In retaliation, she dragged her nails through the hair that dusted the expanse of his chest, delighting in the heat of his skin and the low, incredibly sensual-sounding growl that emerged from him.

His mouth eventually strayed and gained purchase on her throat, trailing down further and further, nibbling purposely at the cleavage revealed by the low cut of her tee shirt.

At the same time, one hand skimmed under the hem, tracing a light circle over her taught abdomen, and eventually working its way up until he reached the base of her bra.

This was where he paused, pulling back to study her reaction.

Her heart cartwheeled at seeing the devotion in those gorgeous blue eyes. “Why’d you stop?”

“I just needed to be sure that this was what you wanted,” he admitted, a slightly bashful expression crossing his handsome face that felt somewhat at odds with his disheveled appearance.

“Well…I mean, we are supposed to be resting,” she looped her fingers into the beltloops of his jeans and gave a gentle tug so that he was back in her arms, which she wrapped around his torso.

There was a wry chuckle, and then he touched their foreheads together. “I suppose we could argue that it was my way of ensuring that you actually made it into the bed?”

“We could, though the second I hit those pillows all bets are off as to whether or not I’ll stay conscious.”

“You’re tired,” he observed, ducking a kiss to her cheek in understanding. “It’s all right. I’m exhausted too and the last thing I want is either of us passing out on each other.”

A peal of genuine laughter escaped her at the mental image. “You’re right, that would be awful.”

He stole another kiss, emphasizing that they would definitely continue what they had started when the time was right.

She curled into him, reluctant to let go but knowing that they were making the right decision given the circumstances.

“I’ll go get changed and make sure we have enough blankets,” he parted from her, but squeezed her hand gently before doing so.

She watched him walk off, admiring the sway of his hips for a moment, and then moved out into the kitchen to put some things away before she got ready to turn in herself.

“Well, this should be interesting,” Nikita murmured once she was in her nightgown, fluffing out her hair and smoothing over the silk fabric. She had completely forgotten that she had picked something so feminine until she put it on, and now her heart was thundering at what Ari’s reaction was going to be.

Timidly, she emerged from the bathroom, her long hair loose around her shoulders and her face fresh and clean of makeup.

She padded on bare feet to the bedroom, her pulse pounding with each step, until she finally opened the door.

The bed looked very warm and inviting; but it paled in comparison to the sight of her companion already situated against the pillows, reading a novel and still shirtless.

Ari peeked over the edge of the book, and she held her breath in anticipation.

She had never seen someone move that fast before. She was in his arms in the space of a heartbeat, lost immediately to his taste and touch, goosebumps erupting across her flesh when her night dress hit the floor.

“You’re very naked,” she mumbled while he guided her towards the bed. “I’m not mad about it.”

“I might have anticipated that you would change your mind,” he darted kisses along her neck and then reclined her onto the blankets.

She moaned when his tongue laved at the hollow of her throat. “We’re definitely not getting any sleep, are we?”

He shook his head. “Not yet.”

“I can live with that,” her breath hitched when he slipped off her underwear, effectively removing the final barrier between them.

If someone had told her only weeks ago that she would not only find herself on the run with Ari Tasarov, but would willingly take him to bed, Nikita would have laughed in their face.

Now that she had him: she wasn’t about to let go so easily.

He rapidly proved that the feeling was very much mutual.

She pulled him to her while limbs entangled, unhurried kisses were exchanged, and hands took to task.

Talented fingers ghosted over the curve of her hip, their fleeting touch prompting a pleased sound and making her body arc into his.

His mouth drifted from hers to place gentle kisses along her shoulders, coasting lower and lower until he finally lay claim to her breasts and snuck one hand between her legs.

Intoxicating heat gathered at her core, arousal clouding her senses as she became lost to sensation.

Her experiences with seduction had typically been brief and to the point – a way to disarm a target.

This, on the other hand, was another matter entirely.

There was nothing to rush or distract Ari from being masterful in his art, culminating in her world shattering from the pleasure of it.

She lay there, boneless and trembling, one hand shakily running through his hair while he nuzzled affectionately at the crook in her neck until she calmed down.

“You all right?” his face loomed into her vision, the ocean-colored depths of his eyes catching her dark ones.

“I’m wonderful…though curious over how you managed to be so good at that.”

A rich, warm laugh was his answer, and he nudged her nose with his. “Uh-oh. I might have my work cut out for me.”

Nikita quirked a brow and slid a leg against his. “That may be, but first,” she twisted and toppled him under her, delighting in the surprised expression her action caused. “I have you right where I want you, and it’s my turn.”

He hissed softly when she straddled him and began to duck kisses to his chest, grumbling something in Russian that made her look up at him with a smirk, and then continue without preamble.

“You were wrong earlier,” Ari struggled to regain his composure after the onslaught of Nikita’s passions had slowed down.

“About what?” she ran her hands lazily over his chest, watching the steady rise and fall of his breathing pattern.

“You’re not the one who’s going to pass out from exhaustion.” He arched one eyebrow and gave her a significant look. “You’ll have to be gentler.”

She winced slightly and grazed her lips over his collarbone. “Sorry. Do you want to pick this back up later? I’m okay with sleeping and cuddling.”

“I think I just need a little more time to recuperate,” he confessed, pulling her close so they could snuggle under the blankets properly.

She complied with a happy sigh, continuing to intermittently shower his chest and neck with light, feathery kisses and drawing invisible figures along his torso. “Truth be told, I think I needed this.”

His laughter puffed at her hair. “I think we both did.”

“It’s not easy, you know? This life. Constantly looking over your shoulder and uncertain of who to trust,” she nuzzled at his throat. “You forget how to feel after a while.”

“You’re right. It isn’t easy,” he shifted so they were facing one another, his expression serious. “That’s why I knew that I had to leave Gogol and cling to what humanity I have left.”

Her heart clenched in pity, and she leaned forward to kiss him softly. “I understand completely.”

“I know you do,” his words were muffled against her lips, In a graceful motion, he turned to pin her under his welcome weight. “And I think I’ve regained enough energy.”

She locked her legs around his waist, arching her hips in invitation. “Then don’t waste any more time.”

He didn’t.

With a fluid thrust, they were joined together.

She grasped at his back, crying out at the overwhelming feeling that being one caused after a gradual build up.

He was still at first, allowing them both to adjust to such intimacy, and then he slowly began to move.

Nikita let out a shaky breath, her fingers inching down his spine while she met his motions with her own and symmetry was gained.

He kissed her, soft and sweet, and murmured something in his native tongue before adjusting his angle and burying deeper.

Her head fell back, and the entire room seemed to spin. This felt beyond right, or natural, or any other platitude she could have come up with.

Ari felt like home.

They continued their dance, entwined together in a tangle, sweat-slick skin causing oh-so-perfect friction.

And when they finally careened over that proverbial edge – it was as one.

Nikita was uncertain of how much time had passed by the time she woke.

She stretched, lazy and cat-like, not willing to rise just yet, flinging one arm out to Ari’s side of the bed.

When she came in contact not with his warm skin but a cooling space where he had slept, her eyes finally flew open in alarm.

“Ari?” she sat up abruptly, gathering the sheets to her chest.

It took her another moment, but then she heard the sound of the shower running.

Relieved: she pulled the sheets with her as she got out of the bed and made her way over to the bathroom.

There was still a pleasant numbness from the previous night’s proclivities, as Ari had proven a thorough and giving lover and she’d lost track of just how many times they made love before succumbing to slumber.

With a fond smile, she pushed the door open and dropped the sheet on the floor, wasting zero time in joining him under the soothing hot spray of water.

She snaked her arms around his waist from behind and pressed a kiss in greeting to his left shoulder blade.

He glanced back at her. “You finally returned to the land of the living I see.”

“Stop,” she laughed against his skin. “How long was I out?”

“…it’s roughly one P.M…”

Her eyes went wide. “What?!”

He was quick to turn around and hold her. “You looked so peaceful, my love. It would have pained me to wake you.”

Her embarrassment at having slept so long dissipated when she was distracted by how attractive he looked with water dripping over his well-built frame.

“Well, I’m fully awake now.” She slipped her arms around his neck, pressing their nude forms together. “Not to mention starving.”

“I can make us something,” he reached to turn off the water, but she stopped him, shaking her head and touching her lips to his.

“Not for food.”

He raised a brow but didn’t hesitate to capture her mouth with his.

It would be a little while longer before they exited the bath.

Nikita was certain that Ari had put some kind of adrenaline booster into the food she was currently devouring. Not only was it absolutely delicious, but she felt a gradual buzz of energy building within her.

“Okay,” she set down the fork and eyed her partner suspiciously. “There’s got to be some kind of special ingredient in here.”

He merely rested his chin against his hand and grinned. “Not telling. My recipe. My secret.”

“Well, that settles it: you’re incorrigible,” she settled back into the chair. “Absolutely determined to drive me crazy.”

He laughed sharply. “You’re already quite aware of that, darling.”

“Don’t start.” She looked away from him to the maps and documents scattered across a nearby coffee table. “When did you start plotting our next move?”

“While you were still asleep. I took a walk, and then began going through some things.” He rose, gathering their empty plates so he could clean them.

She moved to inspect all the work he had done while he did the dishes and was engrossed in a specific map by the time he returned to her side with a much-appreciated cup of coffee.

“Here,” he sat next to her, one arm draping over her shoulder so he could take a look at what she was so enthralled by. “Ah. Yes, the intel suggested one of the boxes is there.”

She accepted the drink, taking a sip and then settling back more comfortably against him. “It feels so surreal. When we first met you suggested that we work together to find them and now, here we are; and I’m sorely tempted to just throw all of those into the fire and run off to some island somewhere instead.”

He set his mug down and shifted so he could embrace her. “Not the worst idea. That being said: is it really what you want?”

Nikita groaned, unsure, and put her own cup aside so she could turn and curl up in his arms. “Right now? I just want you.”

He brushed his lips along her temple. “Besides that, Nikita.”

“Is it so wrong to want a home? A normal life?”

“Of course not, but I’ve been watching you for some time now.”

“That’s called stalking.”

“Where I come from it’s called surveillance. And that’s not the point I’m trying to make here, what I’m trying to say is: I’ve seen what drives you. It’s helping others and making an actual difference. You won’t be satisfied until Division is taken down. And I won’t be satisfied until you are. We’re in this together now,” he tucked a stray lock of hair over her ear, looking deeply into her eyes.

She searched his gaze; her heart flipping at the sincerity and love apparent there. “You know…when you first showed up at the loft, I thought things were going to go very differently. And then: you saved me. And I never asked why.”

He stroked along her arms. “I saved you because I’m in love with you. That’s it. Plain and simple. I just never thought you’d accept that.”

“It’s more than accepting it,” she cradled his face between her hands. “I’m in love with you too.”

His reply to her confession was to kiss her so ardently that they toppled backwards on the couch.

It was not long before they were irrevocably lost in one another, but what mattered the most was that there was a future – and they were going to face it together.

The End

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