"This is the place" Rick said, pulling into the parking lot of a store front pharmacy. "It doesn't look like anyone has been through here since the end. I'm sure it's full of useful things". Michonne nodded her head, looking off into the distance lost in her thoughts. It was the first time they had gone on a run, just the two of them, since their new budding relationship. She had been looking forward to this all week. Mostly because they finally got away from everyone else, and they were completely alone.
Rick looked over at her and seemed to read her mind. He reached over and put his hand on top of her hand which was resting on her thigh, snapping her out of her reveries. She looked over into his eyes and she saw that he was smiling at her. She smiled back. "I brought a few things... for us... a surprise." he said cryptically. She didn't know what he meant, but she was going to go with it. He leaned across the seat towards her and she leaned towards him to meet him halfway. He kissed her tenderly, rubbing his tongue against her lips until she opened them to let his tongue in. She tongued him back, circling around the inside of his mouth.
She tasted so good, he wanted more and more. He realized that if he didn't stop right now they'd never make it out of the car. Taking all the willpower he could muster, Rick pulled his head back, causing Michonne to pop her eyes open looking confused.
He smiled again to reassure her. "Not here" he said. She nodded again, and the two of them opened the car doors and got out. Rick popped the trunk and pulled out a duffel bag. Michonne noticed, and looked at him suspiciously, but didn't say anything. He grabbed her hand, and the two of them walked towards the store.
When they reached the door they dropped hands, Rick pulling out his machete, Michonne her katana. They didn't have to say a word to each other, they had been working as a well coordinated team for what seemed like years. Most of the time they communicated by simple looks and gestures. As they entered the building Rick took the right as Michonne took the left. They circled the aisles looking for walkers that had gotten inside. After they cleared the store, the two wordlessly searched for medical supplies. Michonne stuffed gauze, tylenol, and cough syrup into her bag. She could hear Rick on the other side of the store collecting supplies.
"Found a wheel chair and some canes over here" Rick called. "That's gonna come in handy in a good 30 years".
Michonne snickered. "More like 20 for you old man". She could hear him chuckle from across the store.
"You think we'll get to retire when we're old? Just sit back in our rocking chairs and let the young bucks go out here?" Rick asked.
Michonne never thought about that. She never figured she'd survive long enough to get old. But the thought of her and Rick with gray hair, babysitting Carl and Judith's babies made her smile.
"I don't know" she answered "but I hope so".
They were quiet for a while longer, each in their own thoughts again. Suddenly Rick chuckled. "Oh boy, I found the jackpot".
Michonne made her way over to him. He turned towards her and held up a mega box of condoms, there had to be at least 50. Her eyes widened and then she laughed, a hearty laugh that showed all her teeth and closed her eyes. Rick just gazed at her in wonder, she looked so beautiful when she laughed.
"If we bring this back to Alexandria we'll be heroes" she chuckled.
Rick looked at her lustily. "Maybe" he said "but I'm selfish". He stepped forward, staring into Michonne's eyes in the way he'd been doing since they first met. She felt a heat in her body whenever he looked at her like that, she could feel her body clench in response to his eyes. He got as close to her as he could, but he didn't touch her. His face was centimeters from hers, but he just stared.
The wait was driving her insane. What was he waiting for?
He put his two hands on hers gently, and then slowly moved his hands up her arms towards her shoulders. He was moving so slowly he sent shivers down her spine, and her skin was full of goosebumps. He was still staring into her eyes, and the way he was looking made her believe he could see her soul.
When his hands got to her shoulders he then moved them quickly to the back of her neck, grasping her head in his hands. She stared at him in wonder with a slight smile on her lips, her eyes flicking back and forth, gazing into his, waiting for whatever he had planned next. She was totally giving herself to him, and it drove him wild.
He slowly let go of her neck and stepped back. Her smile dropped and she looked confused. He smiled at her, reassuring her.
"Not like this" he said, looking around the dirty store full of dust and rot. "You deserve better than this". He pulled her over to the pharmacy counter, lifting her up and setting her on top of it like a child. "Close your eyes, I have a surprise for you. It'll take a few minutes."
Michonne gave him a skeptical look. "What kind of surprise?" she asked. "Well if I told you, that'd defeat the purpose" he laughed. She breathed out a sigh and dutifully closed her eyes.
She could hear him walk away from her and unzip the duffel bag he'd brought. She could feel a gust of wind as if something had been flapped in the room. She could hear the clanking of glass, and the scraping of something being moved across the floor.
What is this man doing? She had no idea, but waiting for him was exciting her. She heard some more shuffling and moving of objects as he arranged... something.
The longer Michonne waited the more aroused she became. She was so ready to spend some serious alone time with Rick. With the two of them being out here by themselves they could be as loud and raunchy as they wanted without worrying about waking the kids. And she intended to be loud today.
Rick suddenly lifted her off the counter, startling her, and he gently put her on the floor. Her eyes flew open and she gasped in surprise. He had spread a padded blanket on the floor. He had bordered the blanket with candles that were flickering and casting a warm light around the pharmacy floor. In the middle of the blanket was a picnic basket with a bottle of wine and two glasses. There were two pillows on the blanket so they had something soft to sit on instead of the hard floor.
She looked at Rick and he was staring into her eyes again, trying to gauge her reaction. She smiled at him "It's great" she said "how'd you learn to be so sweet?". "Lots of practice... and movies" he said, winking at her. He grabbed her hand and led her over to the blanket where they both removed their dirty shoes, and sat on the pillows.
He opened the bottle of wine and poured them both a glass. "Where'd you find the wine?" Michonne asked. "I snagged it on a run last week. I had to sneak it into my bag because I was with Daryl. You know how he hordes alcohol and cigarettes."
Michonne laughed. "Well you did well Rick. I'm very impressed with your sweet side." They both sipped their wine. He then reached into the picnic basket and pulled out two peaches. "I know this isn't exactly a four course meal, but it was pretty much all I could manage to snag without drawing too much attention". She smiled and grabbed his hand. "It's perfect".
Michonne grabbed one of the peaches and slowly brought it to her mouth. Rick was watching her like a starving dog watching a steak, and she loved it. She stuck out her tongue, gently licking the side of the peach. Rick bit his lip as he watched her. She looked into Rick's eyes and slowly bit into the peach. It was juicy and she purposely let the sticky juices flow down the side of her mouth. Some of the juice dripped down her neck and onto her chest.
She seductively batted her eyes at Rick and said "Hmmm... I don't have a napkin. Can you clean that up for me?" Rick practically leaped on top of her, licking her lips, the side of her cheeks, down her neck, and between her breasts hungrily. She moaned with pleasure at how hungry he was for her.
When Rick licked all the peach juice off of her he moved back up to her face and looked in her eyes again. "Michonne. I love you." he whispered. Her eyes opened wide. They had only had a sexual relationship for a week now, although they had basically been living as a couple for almost a year. They had both pretended that they were just friends, co-parenting his children, and co-leading their group of survivors. But at night, as she laid in her bed alone, he was all she could think about. She knew she loved him for a while, and she knew he loved her too, but they had never verbally said it, it was just implied through their actions.
As she was thinking, she noticed his eyes were boring into hers again. He looked uncertain as if he'd thought he said the wrong thing. She grabbed his face with both hands and pulled his head down into a slow, passionate kiss. She tried to let her lips speak for her, as she still couldn't tell him how she felt for some reason. He didn't seem to mind, kissing her back, and allowing his full body to press against hers.
The heat of him laying on top of her was almost too much. She opened her legs so that he could lay in closer to her, and she began to grind into him.
"Mmmmmm" he let out a low groan. She could feel him thrusting his hardness into her through both of their jeans. She was ready, she wanted him now.
She snaked her hands between them and felt for his belt buckle trying to unbuckle it, but between his regular belt and his gun belt, she couldn't get much done. He laughed and stopped kissing her for a moment. "Having some trouble?" he whispered playfully. "Shut up and help me" she moaned. He quickly obliged, lifting himself off of her and removing his gun belt, unbuckling his belt, and pulling his pants down. While he was doing that, she unbuckled her own jeans, and shimmied them down her legs to her ankles. He reached down to pull the jeans off of her ankles freeing her from them, and then he kicked his own jeans off.
She grabbed his neck again and pulled him into another kiss, this one a little more frantic. His groin was now pressed up against hers with only a thin layer of fabric from his boxers and her panties to separate them.
"You ready?" he asked her, repeating the phrase she usually said to him when they were about to do something big. She laughed "That's my line. But yes, I am so ready." He looked at her mischievously. "Let me see..." He lifted his body off of her before she could do anything, and quickly moved his head between her legs, moving her panties to the side, and sticking his tongue into her to taste her. "Ahhhh!" she jumped, taken off guard. He held her hips still with his arms and continued to lick her causing her to involuntarily buck against him and arch her back lifting off the blanket. "Mmmmmm" he moaned, causing more vibration to her lower regions and making her squirm and shake. "Rick... uhhhmmm... you're not... playing... fair" she panted, barely able to speak.
"But you love it Mmmmmmmichonne" he whispered between her legs, using the M in her name to make her squirm. He was right, she did love it, he knew she did. She laid back and put her elbows on the blanket as she watched him moving his tongue between her legs, kissing her lips like it was her face. She could feel an orgasm coming, her eyes were starting to water and she involuntarily squeezed her eyes tight.
"Rick I want you" she moaned. He stopped kissing her, he knew she was on the verge and he wanted her to come while he was inside her. He moved back up her body and looked into her eyes again. "Beg" he demanded wickedly. He knew it turned her on when he was bossy in the bedroom.
"Please... please Rick, fuck me now" she begged softly. He smiled, kissing her cheek. He quickly pulled her panties off, put on one of the condoms from the box he'd found, and slowly entered her. The sensation of him being inside her nearly made her come right there and then. His eyes rolled up in his head and a low moan escaped his throat. "Damn!" was all he managed to say. She wrapped her legs around his waist and that was all the encouragement he needed. He started to thrust into her in earnest as if he were waiting his whole life for this moment.
"Ahhh... unhh... Michonne... yessssss..." he groaned as he thrust into her. Her back was arched completely, trying to allow him to dive deeper into her. She felt free and she took the opportunity to moan as loudly as she could. "Yes Rick... yesss... fuck me please" she was practically screaming. He had never heard her yell so loud and it was making him lose it. He wouldn't be able to last much longer. She could tell he was about to lose it, and so was she.
She bit into his shoulder hard, and that was the last straw. They came together practically at the same time, holding onto each other tight as spasms wracked their bodies. As they came back down, he continued to slowly thrust into her, massaging her insides until they were done spasming.
Both of them were spent. He rolled off of her and the two of them laid on the blanket together gasping for air. When he had caught his breath, he pulled the blanket over both of them and they laid snuggled together and warm.
"We can't stay here forever" Rick mumbled sleepily 20 minutes later. His words startled her, she had begun to drift off to sleep. She was so comfortable, and safe, and warm she didn't want to face the outside world again. "Why not?" she moaned playfully, turning around to face him. "Hmmm..." he said, making a face as if he were thinking hard. "Well, we do have other responsibilities. Kids... and a town to run... and an infirmary to stock..." he said smirking. She tried her hardest to recreate the pout he always made when he wanted something badly and she muttered "Okay fine".
She flipped the blanket off of both of them, and slowly got up to put her underwear and pants back on. He groaned as he got up to do the same. As they got dressed, he couldn't help but check her out again. He couldn't believe that after so long this woman was finally his, he could touch her, and kiss her, and make love to her whenever he wanted. He smiled to himself as he pulled up his pants.
She glanced over at him and noticed him smiling. "What's so funny?" she asked. "I'm just thinking about how lucky I am" he smirked. She smiled too. "You're adorable Grimes" she replied.
The two of them cleaned up the blanket, wine, and candles, and they shared the second peach, licking juice off each other's fingers.
"Okay, let's hit the road. We should get back right before dark if we leave now" Rick said. As Michonne opened the door, Rick reached out and patted Michonne on the butt causing her to turn around. Suddenly a walker reached through the door, grabbing her arm and biting through her shoulder.
