Chapter 1

"Oh well don't you look handsome! That suit looks perfect on you"

"Thanks mom"

"Let me just fix this tie of yours"

Rick lifted his head slightly for his mother to help him. He was trying hard not to fidget, but it was impossible not to. He didn't want to go to this wedding. It was a friend of the family so he had to, but he knew his parents used it as an opportunity to find their future daughter in law. He dreaded it.

"Now come on, we got to get out of here, we're gonna be late"

He sighed as he followed after her. He loved his parents dearly, but ever since he had graduated from the police academy, they were hell bent on finding him the perfect mate. One that came from another, respected, wholesome Christian family. With his father being Mayor of the town, he was expected to live a picture perfect life, as his parents had.

He didn't mind that much as he was a young man of great integrity and morals. He didn't feel the urge to do anything outrageous, even as a teenager. He did however, hate being forced to do something that should be his sole choice to make.

Throughout the church ceremony he gazed around aimlessly. He met eyes with Shane a few times and the two of them would raise their eyebrows at each other to show their displeasure.

Shane was his best friend from childhood, and the only person Rick could really be himself with. He was the one person who understood his grievances as his father was also in politics, so the two of them would often have to endure social events together.

Once the ceremony was over, everyone headed over to a large stately home just on the outskirts of town for the reception. Rick was glad to be there as he could escape his parents and their friends for a moment to just relax and drink with his friend.

"I can't even get drunk off this shit" Shane complained after draining the tiny champagne glass. "Hey listen, how about we ditch this place, go to the bar"

Rick stared at his friend.

"We came, we showed our faces, now we can go"

Rick sighed and looked around at the other people in the yard and on the patio. He looked back at Shane and gave him a nod. The two men agreed to meet at his car in ten minutes.

"Hey mom I'm gonna go" Rick told her as she finished talking to another couple.

His mother's face fell, "Oh why son? We haven't even been here for an hour!"

"I know but I'm tired mom, plus I still have a lot of work to go over" He lied.

She pouted slightly, "Alright fine, but can you at least meet Lori? The Olsen's daughter? She's here"

Rick inwardly groaned but nodded.

His mother grinned as she dragged him over to the other family. Rick smiled as best he could at them. Lori was a pretty lady, he had met her when they were younger, and he could see why his parents adored her. She was their idea of the perfect woman for him. She was simple, sweet, if she was a flower she'd be a daisy, but Rick couldn't decide if he was attracted to her or not.

"So how are you Rick?" Lori asked, tucking a stray piece of hair behind her ear.

"I'm fine, thanks, and you?"

"I'm good… it was a great ceremony right? Really lovely"

"Yeah, yeah it was"

"So you're officially a deputy now? Congratulations"

"Thanks, I appreciate it"

"So you must be really busy with work now?"

He shifted, "Yeah sometimes"

"Oh okay…" She looked around at the crowd around then.

"So what have you been up to?"

"Oh I'm working at the preschool.. teacher's aid"

"Oh that's great" He nodded.

"Yeah, I love kids so… felt right"

"That's nice. Real sweet", Rick looked behind Lori for a moment and saw Shane pointing his head toward the doors. "Uh Lori, I gotta' go but it was nice catching up with you, hope to see you soon"

"Oh okay, do you... do you want my number or something?"

Rick paused before spitting out, "Sure".

He handed her his phone and waited for her to add herself to his contacts. Once she did, he bid her farewell and snuck past his mother to leave. He was glad his father was in too deep a conversation to notice him entirely. He and Shane left and headed back into town.

"God" Rick sighed as he loosened his tie.

"Saw you talking to Lori?" Shane did the same with his own tie.

"Yeah, mom's pushing her on me again"

"She's nice, pretty, but the girls boring"

"I think that's what it is" Rick realised, "She put her number in my phone"

"Nice. Now you can have nothing to talk about on the phone too"

Rick didn't want to laugh but he did. He knew it was probably true. "I need a real drink"

"You and me both"

The two men reached the bar when the sun had just set. It wasn't usually that busy in the bar, but it was the most popular one in town, and would have more people around on a Saturday night. They walked in and quickly took two vacant bar stools.

Shane looked over the other people in the bar, stalling for a moment, then looking back at him with a grin, "Guess who's here?"

Rick looked at him, then looked behind him, scanning the busy tables to see who he was talking about, then he saw her. The party girl he had seen around town most weekends since she moved here with her best friend. The two of them were always running around town, laughing with each other, when they were out at night. He would rarely see her in the week or in the day time, but as soon as the sun set on a Friday or Saturday night, it was hard to miss them.

He could hardly take his eyes off her. He would stare shamelessly when he got the chance, admiring her from afar. He'd never said a word to her and he'd wish he did. He knew her name was different, not something he had heard before, but he'd never heard it clear enough to know it.

She and her friends were leaning in to each other as they spoke, both very animated. He was wondering what they were talking about to get them so excited, when her eyes found his. He panicked and looked away quickly.

"The blonde ones called Andrea" Shane admitted with a knowing smile, "Daryl told me, and the other one is Michonne"

That was her name. Michonne. It was beautiful, unique, feminine, exotic, like her. He had never been more grateful for his friend's gossip. He repeated it slowly as he familiarised himself with it, "Michonne?"

"Yep" Shane chuckled, "Hey Martinez! Scotch please"

Martinez nodded at the men and made their drinks. Rick was tempted to look behind him again but he didn't want to risk it. She'd caught him so he wasn't going to be a creep tonight. He'd keep his eyes forward.

Martinez put the two tumblers down in front of the men, "Anything else?"

"Two more of those please"

The voice forced Rick and Shane to look behind them, and there she stood, right in front of him. She was even more beautiful up close.

"Least you could do after all that staring" She gave him a cheeky smile as she leaned between the two men and took their drinks, the scent of her perfume danced around his nostrils, "When you're ready, come and join us boys"

She turned, and walked back to their table, her hips swaying in her tight dress.

"Jeez man" Shane chuckled in disbelief, "She came over here and stole our drinks and I ain't even mad"

"Should we?" Rick bit his lip as he thought about it.

"Of course!" As soon as Martinez put the new drinks down and Rick paid for the four drinks, the two men made their way over to the women.

"Ladies" Shane greeted.

"Come, sit" Andrea demanded, slapping her hand on the space beside her in the booth.

Rick was sure he heard Shane gasp as he did as he was told. He sat on the other side beside Michonne, who turned towards him as she crossed her legs beneath the table.

"So, you're the mayor's son right?" She asked, her eyes slightly hooded from the alcohol she'd been consuming.

"I am, Rick Grimes, nice to meet you" He hoped he sounded normal as he held out his hand.

"Michonne Turner" She took his hand and he was surprised that it was firmer than he'd imagined, but still warm.

"So uh... sorry about staring, I didn't mean-"

"Yes you did. Don't lie to me"

He tried to hide his shock at her bluntness, "I… I mean, yeah okay I'm not sorry for staring-"

"Good" She pursed her lips as she flicked her dreads over her shoulder, "So, you're all dressed up, where were you?"

"Wedding. Friend's wedding"

She nodded as she rolled her eyes, "God I hate those"

"You ain't the only one. That's why we left"

"I think the whole thing is just… I mean don't get me wrong, if people want to get married then, that's great and they should do it. But otherwise, I don't see the point"

He frowned, mistaking what she meant, "You don't see the point of marriage?"

"No I don't. Waste of time in my eyes"

He was staring at her, "Well, you don't really hold back do you?"

She shrugged, "Just my opinion"

He nodded, unsure of why her admission saddened him to hear, "Well then hopefully you can stay unmarried"

"Let me guess, you expect to be married to a step ford wife with 2 kids, probably one of each?"

He sighed and shook his head, "I don't really expect anything, but I don't think there's anything wrong with hoping"

Her eyes locked with his as they studied each other, "You're the poster boy for this town aren't you?..."

His brow furrowed as he wondered if she meant that as a compliment.

"...The golden boy…" Her eyes dropped to her hand on the table then crept back up to him as she smirked, "You wouldn't know what to do with me"

Rick didn't know where the confidence came from, but it came and it was there, "You sure about that?"

"You wanna prove me wrong?"

He raised his eyebrows as if he was rising to the challenge, but alarm bells were going off in his head.

"Fine. Take me to your place"

His heart pounded in his chest as he watched her, but he drained his cup and gave her a nod.

"Here" She slid a pair of keys across the table to Shane, who seemed to be enjoying his conversation with Andrea. "Take her straight home. Scratch my car and I'll kick your ass"

Shane looked at the two of them as they exited the booth, shocked with a questioning look on his face but nodded, "Uh, alright then I will"

Rick felt like he was ready to throw up from nervousness as they got in his car. He reprimanded himself for rising to her challenge. He had so many thoughts raving through his mind that he could barely talk. He was glad he cleaned his apartment before he left, so that was one worry out the way.

He wondered if it was too presumptuous to assume she was expecting sex; he wasn't a ladies man by any stretch of his imagination, he'd had two relationships in his adult life and both his exes were nothing like Michonne. She was confident, blunt and he knew she probably had a mouth on her. And here she was in his car, ready for him to take her back to his place.

"So...what do you do?" He finally spoke.

"Artist… illustrator" She kept her eyes ahead of her.

He nodded, "You don't do much of that around here right? I mean I hardly ever see you- I mean in the week.. not that I'm looking for you, I mean, god... "

He was surprised to hear her chuckle, "No, Rick, I don't do much of it around here, I work from home or go in to city to sell my work"

He bit his lip as he nodded, then was quiet for moment before he finally said, "I'm not a creep okay?"

She chuckled again and shook her head, "You are, but its fine. You having at least one flaw makes seem a little bit more human"

He wondered what she meant that, and he really didn't want to, as his mind was already panicking about what was happening. After parking at the front of the building, he led her up the one flight of stairs to his unit. He couldn't bring himself to look at her yet, he was trying to remain cool and calm after all.

He opened his front door and allowed her to walk in first, switching on the lights in the hallway as he followed behind her after closing the door.

She was walking slowly, with her arms across her chest as she took in his home, "Very nice"

"Thanks… you want a drink or something?" He asked as he removed his suit jacket.

"I'm good for now, thanks" She stepped out of her heels as she was looking at books he had on the coffee table.

"Alright" He kicked off his shoes and stood leaning against the bar in the kitchen as he watched her.

She finally turned back to him and slowly stepped towards him, "Well? Bedroom?"

He stared at her for a second before motioning with his hand for her to go down the other hall. She did, and stopped when they reached the two doors. He pointed to the one that was slightly ajar and she went ahead.

His heart was racing when he stepped into the room. She was looking around again slowly, but this time she reached up behind her to grab the zipper of her dress. She tugged it down while she looked at pictures on his dresser.

He was frozen in place as he watched her peel the dress off, standing there, her pert round breasts hanging freely, both nipples pierced, and a tiny black thong that hid virtually nothing. She looked at him and her head tilted to the side.

"You know…" She stepped out her dress and made her way to the bed, sitting on the edge when she reached it, "If you're having second thoughts…"

"I'm not" He rasped as he slowly made his way over to her. It was true, he wasn't, he was now hypnotised by her beautiful body.

"Good" As soon as he was close enough she made for his belt, yanking it free as he pulled off his shirt. Once she opened his pants, she sat back and crawled further on to the bed, the sight of her almost bare behind bent over burnt in his memory.

He made quick work of removing his pants and boxers and made his way towards her. She pulled off her thong and lay on her back as he leaned over her.

"You ready to prove me wrong?" a ghost of a smile lingered on her lips as their eyes locked in place.

Rick leaned down and kissed her, gently at first, warming himself up. He had been told he was a good kisser so he was going to lead with that. He parted her lips with his tongue and he was sure he heard her moan. Well he hoped he did anyway.

He shifted his weight to one side so he could use his free hand to explore her. His first trip was to her breast, and he had never ever seen a woman with pierced nipples before so he was unsure of how to handle them, so he played with her breast first, massaging her mound with an open hand, then finally zeroing in on them.

He slowly traced over it, rubbing the tip with his index finger. He heard her moan, he was certain of it this time. He kept at for a while longer, before he moved down between her legs.

She was hairless and her centre was slick from her own wetness. He was surprised, he wanted to pat himself on the back for being the cause of her excitement.

He parted her folds and began running his fingers up and down, from her clit to her entrance. She moaned again, her hips tilted against his hand. Another small victory.

Then something hit him. He wasn't sure if he had condoms. It had been a while since he last had sex, and while he was wondering if he would even last long, now he was fretting about if it would even happen.

He slowly broke the kiss to speak, "Uh, have you got…?"

Her eyes fluttered open as she focused on him, "What?"

"I don't think I have any…I don't do stuff like this often"

She smirked, "Thought I was the one that was meant to say that"

She reached up and caught his lips again, before whispering against his mouth, "I'm on birth control"

He gave her a nod and shifted between her legs, so he could align himself at her entrance. When he felt her heat on his tip, the rest of his length throbbed, so he inched himself inside her and his body tingled from head to toe. He nearly lost it when she gasped in his ear.

He began rocking into her, keeping the pace slow so he could build up. He felt her nails on his back, her hips around his waist, he was hoping she was enjoying it as much as she seemed. He wanted to prove her wrong because he knew she wanted to be. She wanted him to give her something amazing and he had to do it. He had to give her whatever she wanted.

He leaned above her again, resting on his hands as he began sinking into her, his eyes scanning over her body. One of her hands held on to his bicep while the other snaked its way down to her folds and she began rubbing on herself. Rick's movements faltered as he took in the sight. He wanted to keep watching but he knew he'd be selfish to do that, he'd come before he could even blink.

"Come on Rick, you're holding back on me"

Her voice was too sensual for him. He picked up the pace, plunging in and out of her harder, causing her to continuously moan. He altered his weight to one arm and took over from rubbing on her clit, he had to make sure she was ahead of him.

"God Rick!" She called out as she began playing with her breast. Rick cursed her in her mind. She was doing too much. "Talk to me"

He cursed her in his mind again. He never talked dirty before, in fact he never talked much in sex unless he was giving out instructions, and now she wanted him to talk, while she teased her nipples and bit her lip. She was asking for a lot from him.

"You like that?" He tried, his voice sounding more normal than he thought it would.

"Yes" She breathed.

"You want me to fuck you harder?" He felt like he was having an out of body experience. He couldn't even recognise himself.

"Yes!"

"Say it"

"Please Rick fuck me harder" His balls jumped at her request. He leaned back down on his forearms and latched his mouth on to her neck, as he began pumping in and out of her. Her moans turned to cries. He tried to do his best to tune her out and just focus on pounding her. He was glad he'd made it this far but he knew he was pushing it.

He felt her grip on his shaft begin to tighten and he knew he had to make this last stretch count. He thrust in and out of her like a jackhammer. Her nails scraped down his back as she cried. Her back arched and her walls contracted around him as she called out his name. He finally lost it.

"Fuck!" He called out as his load shot deep within her, his length jumping for joy as it did. He was spent and felt amazing for it.

He knew he should have probably moved off her but he couldn't move just yet, and she was playing with the curls at the back of his neck so she didn't seem to mind.

"That was good for the first round"

He sat up and looked at her, wondering if he heard right, "Yeah?"

She smiled, "Yeah. Rest for now. It's my turn next"

He felt the blood that was slowly traveling back around his body, turn and head back down to his member. "Uh, okay"

She chuckled, "You are adorable"

"Why's that?"

Her eyes darted all over his face before she answered, "You just are"

His brow furrowed, "I'm a twenty six year old man, I don't think-"

"You're twenty six!" She recoiled in horror.

He pulled back in surprise, "W-what-"

A devilish grin appeared on her face and he sighed and shook his head, "Gotcha! You thought you was about to get in trouble there, didn't you?"

He groaned, "That wasn't funny"

She giggled, "I'm twenty five so relax. When's your birthday?"

"First of September" He breathed as his heart rate returned to normal.

She brushed his hair back from his face with her fingers, "Nice, you're a Virgo right?"

He nodded his head slowly, he didn't even know himself, "I am"

"Kiss me"

He did as he was told and leaned in to kiss her, even slower than last time, taking her bottom lip into his mouth before covering her mouth with his. His length hardened with in her again when she moaned. He snaked his hand beneath her back and rolled over so she was on top of him.

He grew excited when he saw her grin. He had a newly found confidence. He held her hips, and planted his feet flat on the bed, knees bent. He gently lifted her off his length until only his tip remained.

"I thought it was my turn?" She queried as she rested on her hands on either side of his head.

"It is, I'm just helping" He grinned as he pushed up into her.

Her mouth dropped open and her eyes snapped closed. He began to fuck her with a steady pace. He was proud of himself, he had her moaning already. He never knew he'd feel so accomplished from sex. While he enjoyed sex before, something about sex with her was different, it was more intimate and exciting. He'd always been a caring lover, but he wanted to please her more than he'd ever please anyone else.

He was doing a little celebratory dance in his head when it all changed. She began meeting him thrust for thrust. She swirled her hips as she swallowed him and then sensation was breath-taking.

"I'm just getting started"

She must have seen his face register the shift of control as she grinned at him. He didn't know what that meant until he felt it. She gripped him within her, then released. Then she did it again. Clutching on to him as she swivelled her hips and bounced on him.

He involuntarily gripped her thighs tighter. He didn't even know that what she was doing was possible. He didn't know he could feel so many sensations at once.

"Talk to me"

He cursed her in his head for the third time that night. He could barely keep his eyes open, let alone form a sentence. He managed to breathe out, "God Michonne"

She giggled, "I'm just returning the favour, now work with me"

She picked up the pace, the sounds of their skin slapping together filling the air. He gripped her hips to lift her again so he could thrust into her from below. He knew he'd be a dead man if he did but he was going to try regardless.

"Oh god yes!" She cried out as she began rubbing on herself again. Rick closed his eyes, he didn't need to see that as well.

"Come inside me Rick, I wanna feel it again"

The desperation in her voice sent chills down his spine. She didn't need to say it twice, he began filling her within seconds, but kept pumping in hopes of drawing out her own orgasm.

"Yes!" She screamed as her movements faltered, and gripped the sheets on the bed. Her walls contracted around him, causing him to groan as she drained every last drop of him. They both slowed to a stop and she crumbled on top of him, laying there panting.

"Good job golden boy"