| Entwined Lovers |
| Michael led Nikita into her apartment and pulled her in starting to give her hungary and passionate kisses. She responded eagerly but closed her eyes painfully knowing that she needed to pull away and talk or she would regret their lovemaking. And she never wanted to do that. Their love and time with each other was to precious to EVER regret. Michael saw the look in her eyes and knew that they needed to talk. NOW. He took her arm gently and tugged her towards the sofa where he pulled her down onto his lap like a little girl. She instinctively rested her head in its favorite position, over his heart listening to its strong and steady beat…only now it was racing. She smiled…he was nervous. Good. So was she. “What is it Kita? What’s bothering you?” he asked concerned. She sighed but remained in the position she was in. She let a few minutes pass before she answered. “You. You always push me out when I want to help. You don’t trust me enough to tell me things. Don’t think I’m strong enough to handle the truth or your problems. I don’t understand. I don’t keep anything from you but its not the same when it comes to your problems.” A lone tear drifted down her silky pale cheeks. Michael gently lifted her cheek to look into her beautiful teared blue eyes. He saw pain and the need to understand. “I want to share everything with you kita. I really do.” He paused. “I think of you as my wife as if we were married but…I’m just not very good at this partner thing yet.” She smiled but it looked like she wanted to bawl her eyes out instead. “You know about my past…the past that section gave me. You know how hard it is for me to share my feelings but you are the only one that I want…that I need…to survive.” “Oh Michael” she sighed as the tears began flowing again. “Don’t. Please don’t” Michael whispered. “I can’t stand it when you cry.” “Why?” Nikita sobbed. “How does it make you feel when I cry?” It was a test and he knew it. She needed to see if he was willing to open himself even a tiny bit to her. “It makes me feel…guilty” Michael admitted. “Like I’ve hurt you or let someone else hurt you, that I’ve failed to protect you like I promised” he confessed. She smiled brightly, “Merci Michael” she said before she claimed his mouth in a deep and passionate kiss. One that promised that she would try to be more understanding with his feelings. Michael lifted her up into his arms carrying her into the bedroom and gently laying her on the bed. He carefully swept the hair out of her face that had landed there and kissed small butterfly kisses all the way around her face. “Stay right here. Don’t move. I’ll be right back” he promised. Nikita looked at him curiously but she trusted him and only him. She nodded in agreement even though she did not want to be separated from him for even a second. He went into the bathroom and turned on the bathwater before going back to her. He carefully and lovingly undressed all of her replacing her clothing with small kisses. He undressed himself before quickly sweeping her up into his arms and taking her into the bathroom with him. He pulled her into the tub with him where they sat and just enjoyed each other’s company. No words were spoken. None were needed. They communicated with touch. Michael gently washed her hair with her light-scented jasemine shampoo before lifting her out of the tub drying her off with a fluffy towel. He pulled her to the sofa once again and began brushing out her hair. It was one of his favorite things to do for her. Nikita loved it too. It made her feel special. Cherished. Like someone did care for her. Minutes later she stopped Michael’s hand…grabbing it roughly. She received a questioning look from Michael but ignored it. “I need you! NOW!” she said urgently. “You have me. All of me” Michael said knowing it was what she needed to hear. She smiled playfully. “Good” She stood up taking his arm and led him up to the bedroom. What would take place tonight nobody would be able to change and it would strengthen their bond even more making it unbreakable even in eternity. |
| Part 4 |