A/N: Rating changed to M. I removed some of the content of this chapter. There will definitely be an MA version of this fic elsewhere. It was after all written that way. (I will need to redraft a little for this site.) If you are interested in the MA version, I will link you. Just contact me. :) The MA version of this fic is actually how it was intended to be read. A big thank you to everyone who took the time to review and PM. ;)


Rachel settled on the empty metallic bench with her food tray. Her fingers trailing over the fresh fruit on the metal receptacle. Butterflies danced in her stomach, as she thought about Alex and their first date. Alexandra went through a lot of trouble just to take her to the county fair in New Jersey. It had been the best date she'd ever recalled going on with anyone. She held the memories of the night fondly in her mind. Rachel's heart pounded in her chest from the thought of every romance novel she had ever read. She was certain that the night was better than all of them put together. Food was the last thing on her mind, but spotting Maria walking toward her made it look even less appetizing. The taller girl slammed her tray across from Rachel; sitting down.

"So, who did you blow to get out of here yesterday?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Everyone saw you leave with Alex. A little early for your first mission isn't it? Where did you go?"

"That's classified."

"I bet they had you turning tricks somewhere."

Rachel chuckled. "Yeah, that's it."

"Maybe, I should wipe that smile off your face, bitch."

"Try it," Rachel snapped, springing to her feet.

Maria stood, her fists at the ready. "Right here, right now, Maria gritted. Rachel gripped at the metal tray in her hand. She had finally had enough of Maria's constant harassment. The taller girl leaned across the bench, yanking at her top. "You're dead." Maria yelled, as Rachel's food tray suddenly crashed into her face. The guards rushed toward them.

"Rachel, my office, now!" Alex ordered from the doorway.


Rachel closed the office door behind her. She could see the fire in Alex's eyes as she stared at her.

"Well, Rachel?" Rachel thought about ways to defuse the situation. She hated knowing that Alex was angry and disappointed with her. Rachel dropped to her knees; crawling to Alex's side. Her semi-mocking submission coming as a surprise to the brunette. Rachel steepled her hands together. "I'm sorry. Maria makes it impossible around here."

Alex raised an eyebrow as she gazed into the younger woman. Wanton desire replacing any hint of anger in her expression. She whirled her chair toward the younger girl; her fingers slipping into long onyx hair. "Puppy dog eyes... makes me want to put a collar around your neck, Rachel." Alex tugged lightly on her hair, smiling.

"Does that mean I'm forgiven or what," Rachel giggled.

"It means exactly what I said. Sometimes, I think you assume I'm joking. I couldn't be any more serious right now...Do you realize that when you're on your knees like that ...it holds a very different meaning to me than it might to most?"

"I thought you would find it endearing?"

"I find it submissive and enticing."

"Sorry, I-"

"Don't be sorry. On the contrary, I enjoy you on your knees...but be aware that it makes me want to do terrible things to you."

"What sort of things?"

"Things that would make that sweet little face of yours blush."

"Maybe you should tell me more?"

"I will think about it. Go to class...and avoid Maria."


Nikita chuckled as she chased Alex through the loft. "Getting slow Sensei. I think you need a nap." Nikita feinted right before darting the other way and catching Alex in a tight warm embrace. "Who needs a nap?" Alex turned into her arms laughing. "Okay..okay, I surrender." Warm blue eyes met dark predatory ones. Alex's breath caught at the sight of Nikita looking at her like prey. "Mmm...I like it when you surrender...but you still need to be tamed." Nikita licked her bottom lip as her gaze intensified. "I'm Russian. I can't be tamed." The assassin's lips captured Alex's mouth in a breathless mind shattering kiss. Nikita grabbed the back of her head and worked her tongue deep inside her mouth until she felt the younger woman relax in her arms. Alex moaned into their kiss, her body moving only to Nikita's prompts. The kiss lasted for minutes before the brunette pulled back hypnotized by cognac brown eyes. "We have one week before insertion, Alex. Let's make every moment count."

Nikita stripped them of their clothes between slow gentle kisses. "I'm gonna miss this when you're inside Division." She pushed the brunette down onto the bed by her shoulders. "Me, too." Alex fingers crawled slowly up Nikita's stomach. Each touch an act of silent worship. A slow, seductive smile spread across Nikita's lips, and the pad of her forefinger dragged down from Alex's chin to her throat, to her chest and between the valley of her cleavage. "Do you still think that I can't tame you?"

Nikita straddled Alex, her calloused hands roaming the course of the younger woman's smooth body. Alexandra's nipples hardened around her deft fingers. Nikita's tongue and teeth quickly replacing her digits. The brunette could feel their desire building with every moan and breathless gasp that escaped their lips. She trembled beneath Nikita's warm body; her face open and vulnerable. Nikita slid her fingers through Alex's long wavy hair as she continued moving lips and tongue over warm skin.

Alexandra could feel her control slipping away under the weight of the older woman above her. Nikita's firm body pressing into hers. "I like the way you feel beneath me," Nikita whispered, every word building her arousal. Nikita loved how immediate and unconscious Alexandra's reactions were to her every touch. The assassin's knee found her warm center. She pressed it into the girl feeling her wetness against her. "You're so beautiful, Alex...and you're all mine." Nikita steadily moved up and down her thigh. "Yes, yours." Alex hands slid down Nikita's back to grip at her tight round ass. She moved Nikita rhythmically against her thigh.

Nikita took pleasure in the use of Alex's body beneath her. The friction soon bringing her to release. She dipped her head kissing her, simultaneously replacing her knee with long slender fingers. Nikita's name was on the brunette's lips as she slowly pressed her skilled digits into her. Alex whimpered and moaned into Nikita's hair, wrapping her arm tightly around the older woman. "Let go, Alex." Nikita wrapped her fingers around Alex's wrist, pinning it above her head. She felt Alex's muscles grip her fingers as she reached the edge. "I love you, Nikita. Your arms are the only place that I've ever felt safe."

Nikita pressed their lips together in a slow lingering kiss, before she rolled over on her back, pulling Alex into her arms.

"Nikita... Nikki? Earth to Nikita." The distant voice echoed, shattering Nikita's reverie.

"What?"

"I've been calling you for ten minutes... you okay?"

"I'm fine, Nerd. What's the emergency?"

"Micheal's back with dinner."