Richonne (Short Love Stories)
Silly (Chapter 1)
This story is dedicated to ricks-tight-n-right-brown-shirt who first welcomed me to the Richonne fandom on Tumblr and who also encouraged me to start writing again. Thank you.
The house is quiet save for some soft, instrumental music that Michonne is listening to. Rick walks in to see her curled up in a chair, a soft throw across her lap, reading a book. Her face lights up with a smile at the sight of him. She marks her page and closes her book as she greets him. He returns the greeting as he walks over to her, placing a gentle kiss to her forehead. He moves to the coat rack in the corner to hang up his work jacket as he inquires about the kids.
"They're spending some time with Sasha and Bob. You know how she dotes on Judith, so Carl and Noah didn't want to miss out on the action. Especially since they just came back from a pretty good run," Michonne informs him.
Rick gives a small laugh, thinking of Carl and Noah elbowing their way into Judith's good fortune.
"You hungry? I saved you a plate and thank goodness I did. Between Carl and Noah, I don't see how we're going to keep this house fully stocked," she laughs as she moves into the kitchen.
Rick looks around, contemplating it all, wondering what's different about tonight. Michonne has done this for him many times before, but the atmosphere is altered somehow. He watches her closely as he walks to the sink to wash his hands. He then takes a seat at the kitchen bar wanting to talk since he has a lot on his mind, but he'd rather not bombard her with his thoughts. She seems to be enjoying a relaxing night and he wants it to stay that way.
"I thought you could eat at the table tonight," Michonne directs him.
"But I always eat at the bar," Rick returns.
She ignores him and moves directly to the dining room table with his plate. He follows her with his gaze, noting that a place setting and utensils are already laid out. He frowns asking himself what is going on. She looks back at him and he quickly makes his way to where she is waiting, patiently. He pulls a chair out and sits down. Michonne promptly places a cloth napkin in his lap…..
"Whoa! Wait a minute. What's going on? Is there something you need to tell me? Did I do something wrong?" Rick is ready to bolt from the table.
Michonne places a hand on his shoulder and says, "Isn't there something different about the house?"
Rick looks around, contemplating and answers, "It's awful quiet."
Nodding her head, Michonne agrees, "Yeah, because we're all alone."
"Ok, so when are the kids coming back?" he asks.
Pursing her lips wondering how her beautiful boyfriend could be so clueless at times, Michonne tells him, "Not for a while. Go on and eat. I have a few plans for us."
Rick picks up his fork with a smile. "Really? What are we doing?"
She takes the seat next to his, purposely ignoring his question. "So, how was your day?"
At least half an hour later, Rick has finished his meal and the two of them are carrying on a conversation while sipping some wine.
"You know what I want to do? I'd like to dance with you," Michonne tells Rick.
"What? Dance? Where?" he asks with a slight frown.
"Right here," she grabs his hand and pulls him toward the living room area. Once there, she drapes her arms around his waist, placing her head on his shoulder, and slowly begins to sway to the music.
Rick seems to be feeling a little awkward as he reluctantly holds her in his arms and attempts to mimic her movements.
"This feels a little silly," he finally admits.
"Oh, it does, huh?" Michonne pulls back to look at him.
"Just a little. I don't think I've ever slow danced in my living room," he returns.
Michonne smiles then takes his hand and places it on her plump, round ass. "How does that feel? Does that feel silly?"
Rick is totally caught off guard. He swallows visibly and frowns with confusion. "Michonne…."
"Rick, we haven't been alone since we got here. No time to be together. No place to be together. Tonight can be perfect," she starts to place kisses along his jawline, grazing his lips with hers then moving to the other side of his face. She nearly bursts with excitement when he brings his hands up to cup her face and tenderly brings his lips to hers.
Finally, we're on the same page she thinks to herself as she begins to unbutton his shirt.
He grabs at his tie to remove it, trying not to break their kiss but does as he pulls it over his head. He flings it to the side, placing his hands on her hips as he brings their bodies and their lips together again.
Michonne feels heady as she revels in kissing Rick with abandonment. For the last few weeks, they have stolen kisses and caresses here and there, but were never able to truly enjoy each other and certainly not able to reach the point of any true fulfillment. She didn't know if she should rip his clothes off and go at it quickly or just take her time and enjoy each moment. She caresses his back, slowly moving her hands to gently squeeze his ass as he trails kisses from her mouth to her cheek down to her neck where he latches on, grabbing her ass in return and grinding against her.
"Is this really happening?" he says against her neck.
"Your bedroom or mine?" she asks as she turns to place her back against his front.
Holding her against him, he moves his hands up from her hips to cup her breasts. "Whichever one is closest."
Rick deliberately stays connected to her as she moves towards the staircase. He can't help touching her, knowing that this moment is about to take place, the moment he has wanted for so long now. He takes time to appreciate her shapely form for the billionth time as she leads him up the stairs. How did I get so lucky he thinks to himself. This beautiful woman really wants me?
Moving as if she actually heard him, Michonne guides him into her room, closing the door. "I want you so bad." She eliminates the slight distance between them, bringing her hands up to clutch his head as she pulls him in for another kiss.
Rick needed no further encouragement as he returns her kiss passionately. They move together towards the bed only hesitating to remove their clothes. Once naked, his eyes are everywhere but on her face. Michonne gives a light laugh as she steps back, placing her hands on her hips as she slowly turns around to give Rick the full view.
"You done gawking yet?" she teases.
He grabs her around the waist, pulling her flush against his body. "You're driving me crazy."
They finally make it to the bed, delighting in the coolness and softness of the sheets. Rick continues with the foreplay, kissing his way down her body. By this time, Michonne is almost frantic with her desire to feel him inside of her.
"Rick please. What are you doing?" She practically begs.
"I want you to be ready for this. I don't want to hurt you. It's been a..." He stops abruptly as she guides his hand to her dripping center.
"I'm so ready," she informs him.
"Yes you are," he agrees as he aligns his body with hers, preparing for entry.
Looking into each other's eyes, they both gasp with his first thrust as it connects them in the most intimate way. Rick takes his time, moving slowly as he pushes further in.
Michonne spreads her legs wider wanting and needing all of him inside. Slowly, they begin to move together. She matches him thrust for thrust, moan for moan as they strive for the ultimate fulfillment they have both gone for so long without.
Rick is at the brink of release but he holds on trying to ensure that Michonne reaches her peak first. Just when he thought he was gonna have to give it up, she calls out his name and slams her mouth against his. She sucks his tongue into her mouth as he revels in the feel of her sex tightening and clenching around his. His body suddenly starts to jerk then stiffen as his orgasm rolls through him from head to toe. He can feel Michonne quivering beneath him, her thighs cradling him tightly as they both ride out their release.
He rolls over to his back, his breathing short and fast. "You alright?"
Turning her head to face him, she says with a deep exhale, "I'm great. You?"
He smiles sheepishly. "I did better than I thought I would."
She gives a little laugh as she sidles closer to him, caressing his chest. "You were really good, Grimes. I'm still shaking." They smile at each other with goofy grins and heart eyes.
"I'm so in love with you," Rick tells her, grasping her hand in his and bringing it to his mouth for a kiss.
He watches as her face softens and her eyes change with his declaration. He lifts his upper body, supporting himself on an elbow and realizes that she wore the same exact expression when he agreed to go to Washington. In that moment, Rick concludes that Michonne was in love with him even then.
Sudden tears blur her vision as she allows his words to sink in. She smiles and says, "I'm in love with you, too."
Rick reaches up to catch a tear as it trickles down her cheek. He leans in and gently kisses each cheek before pulling her to him, cradling her in his arms. They seal their heart felt declarations with a kiss, slowly exploring as the knowledge of what they have come to mean to each other is fully revealed.
The moment is shattered when there is a knock at the door. Michonne quietly panics and tries to scramble out of bed. Rick grabs her to him while simultaneously covering them and yells, "Come in!" She glares at him murderously before composing her face into what she hopes is a calm facade as the door opens.
"Hey Michonne..." Carl stops abruptly as he takes in the sight of Michonne and his Dad in bed together. "Dad?"
"What's up?" Rick asks as Michonne cautiously raises her hand to wave.
"Ummm...sorry. I'll just talk to you guys later." Carl attempts to back out of the room but collides with Noah (holding Judith) as he is making his way into the room.
"Did you...Oh! Ok...we're gonna...Bye." Noah grabs the back of Carl's shirt and the three of them exit the room, closing the door soundly.
Michonne can feel Rick's body shake with laughter as she swats at him lightly. "I can't believe you just did that. What is Carl gonna think?"
"Come on. He knows we're together," Rick returns.
"Yeah but he didn't have to see us like this," she retorts. "We're going to have to talk to him. Noah, too."
"I guess so since there are going to be some changes around here," Rick responds.
"Changes. What changes?" she asks.
"Well, for starters, I guess I'll be moving in here with you. After what we just shared, there is no way I'm not going to sleep by your side every night from here on out," Rick explains.
"Hmmm….really now? How do you know I'm not ok with being all by my lonesome in this room?" she returns.
He smiles as he guides her hands under the covers to his fully erect manhood. She gasps as Rick nuzzles her ear, whispering, "You'd rather be lonesome than to have this at your beck and call whenever you wanted?"
"Well, since you put it like that….." She moves on top of him, deliberately rubbing her sex against his, eliciting a groan from deep within him. They commence to make love yet again.