Authors note:

I don't know how many chapters this will be nothing to big. We will see where this takes us.

Thank for all the reviews so far, there is some questions that need to be answered. I know with in reference to where is Rick? We meet Rick this chapter. Michonne is very different in this but it's the 70's and everything was very different.


Dance, Boogie Wonderland

Ha, ha, dance

Boogie Wonderland

Sounds fly through the night; I chase my

Vinyl dreams to Boogie Wonderland

I find my romance when I start to dance in

Boogie Wonderland

Boogie Wonderland – Earth, Wind &Fire


Chapter 2

Disco Inferno

5 years later...

It was the late 70's on a Friday night, and the song "Boogie Wonderland" played through the speakers at the club "Disco Inferno". There was a multifaceted silver mirror ball reflecting purple, green, and blue lights, over the dance floor and throughout the club.

Michonne was working in the bar "Disco Inferno" as a manager. She had been a manager for three years. Michonne had worked in the bar scene, since she was about twenty years old and now being twenty -nine, she had been in the profession for nearly a decade.

She fully enjoyed her job most days, but sometimes working with intoxicated customers and knowing how to handle them was a bit much. Michonne did like that she got to customize new drinks and make any changes to the club whenever she wanted. Michonne ran the bar. She had a boss but this was her bar and everybody in the bar scene knew that. Friday, Saturday and Sunday were the busiest nights with people cuing up to be inside. Her bouncer, Tyreese, guarded the door. On Fridays, the club became the most popular roller disco downtown Atlanta.

She worked with her best girlfriends, Andrea, Maggie, Sasha and Rosita. Wherever she went they followed her, and she wouldn't have it any other way.

Michonne met Sasha one night a few years ago when she was DJing at one of the clubs she used to work for. Sasha is small, pretty with soft naturally curly hair, which she always worn down. Sasha is also fierce, reasonable, and she has a no nonsense attitude; which sometimes gets her into trouble. But beneath it all, lies loyalty, and compassion, for her very best friends.

Michonne was standing behind the bar serving drinks. She was dancing and singing the lyrics to the songs that were playing. She was dancing with the head barman, Jesus, whose real name was Paul Rovia. But people called him Jesus because of his western resemblance to the religious figure, Jesus Christ.

Jesus was very good looking, with light brown hair and a neatly trimmed beard. He is also one of Michonne's closest friends and trusted confident. Jesus is smart, friendly, and polite and makes friends with anybody he meets.

"Stayin alive," by the Bee Gees -started to blast through the speakers in the club, from the DJ booth.

"Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk, I'm a woman's man: no time to talk, Music loud and woman warm, I've been kicked around," Michonne and Jesus sang together, looking at each other.

"Since I was born, and now it's alright, its okay, and you may look the other way,"

They both looked the opposite way, then turning back to each other and singing.

"We can try to understand, The New York Times effect on man."

Michonne and Jesus turned to the side bumping their hips, together gently and dancing back to back. They still were singing together. She started clicking both of her fingers to the music. Her afro bobbing up and down when she shook her head to the side.

Tonight, Michonne was wearing an orange crop top, with embroidery stitched detailing, showing off her toned stomach. She was wearing bell- bottomed denim blue jeans, which hugged her curves perfectly. She was wearing a brightly coloured head scarf which supported her Afro. She finished her look with gold hooped earrings and a gold cuff on her arm.

Michonne was awaiting the arrival of a special officer, who she had promised a dance. So she wanted to make sure she looked hot tonight for him.

Michonne was in a very good mood, until she saw her ex boyfriend Mike sitting at her bar with his friend Terry. Her and Mike dated on and off for about a year, but that was two years ago. Mike was young, immature and with what happened in her life, she was forced to grow up. He wasn't ready to give her what she needed, as she needed stability. Michonne had no clue why he was still hanging around her work establishment.

"Can I order a drink from you?" Mike shouted over the music, trying to grab her attention.

"No!" she said wiping the bar down with a wet cloth, clicking her tongue against her teeth.

"How did you even get in?"

Mike was about to speak but she walked away from him before he could answer. Dancing past her barman Jesus, and grabbing a couple of beers from the fridge. Michonne danced with the beer bottles in her hand; placing them on the bar and smiling at the men buying the drinks. Michonne took the 20 -dollar bill out of the guy's hands, keeping the tip. She knew this would annoy Mike that they were getting served and he wasn't.


Michonne looked up from drying her hands on the towel; noticing that at the end of the bar was another man, destined to drive her crazy tonight.

"OMG. What is it tonight... arsehole night?" she rolled her eyes, and muttered under her breath.

"Holy shit! What are you doing hanging around here?" Negan looked to Mike.

Mike was just about to speak before Negan beat him to it.

"Yeah Mike. I don't fucking care!" Negan walked away from him, heading down the other end of the bar to where Michonne was serving.

"Why is he still hanging around here? Thought you two broke up?" He said laughing and pointing his thumb towards Mike.

"We did, and everyone says the same about you," she smirked, whist pouring the bottle of gin into a high ball glass over ice. Michonne garnished the drink with a slice of lime; handing it over to one of her regulars, taking the money off the bar.

Negan rolled his eyes, watching Michonne move around the bar, placing the money in the cash register.

"We do business, and we go way back. Anyways Chonne..."

"Michonne!" she inserted.

"Ok, Michonne." Negan flashed his signature smile, stepping back on his heels. He loved her feisty attitude.

"Now that's my girl! The one I love,"

"You know if I wasn't married... Hot damn! It should have been you. Why was it not you?"

"I am not your girl and it won't ever be again. Ever. How is Lucille?"

Whilst Negan was talking to her, she was making drinks and serving customers. This was normally the quiet period; they called it the calm before the storm.

"Fine. Anyways I am not here to talk about the old ball and chain." He stomped his foot and leaned on the bar.

Negan was tall and he had jet black hair which now had whisks of grey coming through on the side of his side burns. He was very good at talking the talk, and walking the walk. He was highly intelligent, charismatic, sarcastic and at times quite manipulative. But he was a brilliant and had a strong business mind; that's why he was so successful.

Negan was her ex-boyfriend she dated when she first moved to Atlanta 5 years ago. They had dated for 2 years and he was the one that got her into the bar scene. Negan wasn't a selfish boyfriend, at least not at first; he was great, kind and funny. When Michonne went through a very difficult patch, he started to only think of himself and what was in his trousers. He then became very secretive. Michonne was thankful he gave her chance to get into what she loved doing, but that was it. No matter how many advances and passes he made, or how suggestive he would get over the last few years, she didn't want to go back, especially now that she had met a certain officer.

"No, what are you here for?" she stopped in front of him.

"I am here to have fun tonight, hoping you could be a part of that," he grinned.

Michonne pretended to choke on air.

"I am working. And even if I wasn't, it would be a no!"

"Alright, just give me my damn usual." he tutted.

Michonne poured Negan's usual of whiskey on the rocks; taking the money out of his hand and placing it in the cash register.

Negan knew she couldn't be contained or be controlled. He knew that it was going to take someone special to break down those walls and barriers she held up. Negan walked away from the bar with his friend and business partner, Simon, taking a seat in their usual spot.

Michonne walked over leaning into Jesus, leaning into his ear before speaking.

"Remind me to fire Ty, if he keeps letting the trash in." She spoke to him smiling.

Jesus laughed and nodded his head at her.

Michonne turned back to look at Mike shaking his head. He stood up still trying to catch another barman's attention. Tyreese was a pretty good bouncer so she had no idea why he let Mike in. She reminded herself to talk to him later about it.

Michonne went back to pouring more drinks for waiting customers, dancing to the music as she served. She looked out onto the dance floor at Andrea twirling around in her skates, with Maggie.

Andrea's blonde hair was in loose wavy curls. She was wearing a black top, with white hot pants on. And wearing light- blue knee high socks. Andrea was skating in her bright baby Pink skates, blowing bubble gum with every turn she took.

Maggie looked like one of the Charlie angles girls. She was wearing a motif t-shirt with some slogan about power and peace on it. She was also wearing her dark blue denim, high- waisted flared jeans. Her hair was tied up in a pony tail. She was in her white skates with hot pink wheels skating around the many tables, and picking up empty beer bottles and glasses.


1 hour later...

Rick walked into the club with his best friend and partner Shane Walsh. Spotting Michonne behind the bar when he first walked in, he let out a small smile, heading over towards her.

The first time Rick saw Michonne was 6 months ago. He was on his way to the supermarket picking up lunch with Shane and he accidently bumped into her knocking all her groceries out of her hands.


*** Flashback ***

Shane and Rick were walking through the parking lot of a supermarket grabbing something for their lunch. They were too busy in their conversation that Rick didn't see someone as he knocked himself into them.

"Oh, I am sorry ma'am"

Rick said as he bent down and collected all the contents that had just fallen out of the bag, even the tin can of food that had rolled of down the parking lot. He came back over and he looked up at the woman in question. He felt as if his heart had stopped in that second.

Rick couldn't help but scan his eyes down her body. The woman stood before him had the biggest brown dough eyes he had ever seen. She had long thick black eyelashes. She had plumpest lips he had seen on a woman. Her figure from what he could make out looked curvy in all the right places. Rick slowly dragged his eyes back up her body. Pulling him out of his daze was the woman in question.

"It's ok, officer Rick?" she spoke, looking at his name badge.

"Who- ...who's off-ice-r officer Ri-ck, Rick?" he said stuttering.

She laughed out loud.

"Are you not officer Rick?" She pointed her head towards him.

He nodded, clearing his throat.

"Yeah, I am. Rick. Sorry. Rick Grimes. Officer Rick Grimes." He leaned in and tried to shake her hand but forgot that their hands were full.

Rick looked up towards Shane who was shaking his head at him. Shane looked on from the side shaking his head at his buddy for being clumsy and flapping around her. He was embarrassing sometimes he thought. The way Rick was acting and stuttering around her, you would think that he hadn't been in a presence of a gorgeous woman before.

"I am Michonne."

"Michonne, it's nice to meet you."

She introduced herself as Michonne and Rick liked her name, even more so Michonne liked the way her name simply rolled off Rick's tongue.

Rick had noticed that when she smiled, her big brown eyes would light up.

"Come on let's get these back to your car,"

Rick had helped Michonne carry all of her items back to her car, as the brown paper bag had ripped.

Michonne lead Rick over to her car, where she just about managed to open the trunk of her car and they both placed the items inside. Once that was done, she turned to look at Rick.

They stood there chatting for a few minutes, ignoring both Shane and the blonde- haired woman talking to him. Both of them were watching the interaction from the side.

"I think your buddy likes my girl?" she said looking at Rick and Michonne. She turned her eyes away from them and looked at the man standing next to her.

"Yeah, he does. He's embarrassing," he laughed.

"I am Andrea."

"Shane. Officer Shane Walsh," he said looking down And giving her a wink. Andrea turned her eyes away, Shane was very charming.

Michonne had told Rick where she worked and that it's a roller skate disco every Friday.

"You skate?" she asked.

He tilted his head to the side, moving his hands to his hips.

"A little,"

She smiled.

"Well good, stop by. I will see you soon. ANDREA." Michonne shouted.

"That's Andrea by the way, my best friend," she said as she stepped inside her car.

"Hi." Andrea waved when she got inside of Michonne's car.

"Hey Andrea." Rick replied.

Michonne reversed and rolled her window down.

"Bye officer Rick. That's your name still right?" she smirked, teasing him.

Rick watched her drive away. Michonne had captivated his heart and soul. Shane walked up to him placing a hand on his shoulder.

"I think I am in love," Rick whispered.

"Man, you were embarrassing and clumsy. I hope she gives you a chance for your sake." Shane laughed to himself.

A few nights later, on a Friday, evening he stopped by the club and he watched Michonne in action.

Rick watched as she was dancing on the dance floor with her skates. She kept gliding past him, as fast as the wind; everything she did he caught a whiff of her fruitful scent. He knew he had to have a taste of her.

The way the disco lights would glimmer and shine off her exotic skin, the glistening of sweat beads that formed, on her arms. He wanted to admit that he wanted to see her sweat in other places, where they would be alone and preferably naked.

She was performing with Andrea who he recognised and another woman he didn't. They all had some serious moves out there.

Michonne was crossing her legs, turning around and skating backwards past Rick. She was smiling those pearly white teeth at him. Her hands moving freely around her body.

Rick loved the way her blue denim shorts perfectly hugged her, and the way she shook and bounced her arse when she went around. It started to stir things in him. He swore that she was doing it on purpose, teasing him. He couldn't stop looking after that. He wouldn't have said he was an arse man, but after that day with, her he wanted to be her man. Michonne had her dark strong legs on show and when she raised her right leg in the air, holding it straight next to her head. Rick nearly lost it there and then biting onto his knuckle. The way her curves danced to the beat of the music, had Rick memorised.

He had been with women but not many women, but Michonne intrigued him. There was no one for him from that day going forward.

*** End of flashback ***


Pulling him out of his trance was that honey voice.

"Hey officer you ready for that dance?"

"I've got 20 minutes. My break starts now."

Rick took a hold of Michonnes's hand, leading her to the dance floor and leaving Mike sitting at the bar in shock.

"You look nice tonight," Rick leaned into Michonne's ear.

"Thank you."

They both skated past Negan leaving him to question who the hell this guy was with Michonne. Negan had recognized him a few times around the club over the last few months, now he knew why.

Michonne looked up to Sasha, who was in the DJ booth. She put her thumb up to her, as the sign for her- to change the music to.

"Heaven Must Be Missing an Angel" by Tavares.

On the dance floor, Michonne was teaching Rick some more of her tricks. Rick was thinking Michonne was most certainly his angel.

She skated off ahead, with Rick finally catching up. He came up behind her and grabbing onto her waist, he ground his pelvis into her rounded bottom. His hot breath breathing on her neck, causing shivers down her spine.

Rick spun her around and pulled Michonne even closer to him so that their foreheads were touching. Michonne knew that her break was nearly up and that the song was coming to an end.

She only had a 20- minute break and with what she had planned for Rick, it was going to take longer than 20 minutes and it wouldn't be on the dance floor in her club.

Michonne moved her hands to the back of Rick's head, pulling him in for a deep and passionate kiss. They moved from side to side, until Michonne broke from their embrace.

"See you tonight?"

"Yeah." his southern drawl was raspy.

Rick moved his fingers to his mouth, knowing that her red berry lipstick was now on his lips. He watched her skate back to the bar. Rick skated back to his best friend Shane, who was sitting at a table on the opposite side of the room. He was admiring Andrea, who was skating circles around him. Shane didn't have any talent in skating because he couldn't, he had two left feet. But if you asked him, he had talent in other areas that more than made up for it.

Michonne skated off back to the bar. Maggie was there dropping off the empty glasses from her tray.

"Things were starting to get pretty steamy back there, huh?" she smiled, raising her eyebrows.

"I can't believe you haven't slept with him yet,"

"How long has it been? Like 6 months?" Jesus asked.

Michonne had to trust Rick, before she went any further with him. As she wouldn't be just letting him into her life. She would be letting him into someone else's too. She wanted to take things slow with Rick there was something about him.

"We're not seeing each other you know," she replied.

"Does he know that?" Maggie answered.

Michonne smiled to herself as she sat off to the side taking her skates off and pulling her boots back on. Rick and Michonne weren't in an exclusive relationship. They had been on a couple dates, and they had kissed, but nothing more. No matter how many times they both had wanted to take it further.

She took a sip from her glass of gin and tonic from the bar.

"I am going to give my main man a quick ring," Michonne said going down into the corridor where the phone was.

Maggie turned to Mike who was sitting at the bar watching Michonne walk off.

"Dream on Mike, Chonne, She aint never getting back with you," Maggie said whilst placing more drinks onto her tray. She skated off without giving Mike a chance to reply.

Michonne picked up the receiver and placing it to her ear and she dialled a number. After a few rings there was that voice, she smiled.

"Hey baby, you ok?"

"Yeah,"

"Good. Did school go ok?"

"Yeah. but I got math homework."

"Oh no, you did? I will help you on Sunday, promise."

"Don't forget I am staying at Patrick's tomorrow night"

"I know, I haven't forgotten. I will see you tomorrow afternoon before my shift. Well my breaks up soon and its getting late. Goodnight, you be good."

"Goodnight – I love you mum,"

"I love you too. Sweet dreams baby. Ok, go put aunt Rosita on the line,"

"Hey, he's still ok staying with you tonight, right?"

"Yeah you go have fun, you deserve it. I want all the details though tomorrow," Rosita laughed.

"Ok, sure usual place? Around lunch time? Thanks again, give him a kiss from me, bye" Michonne smiled.

"I will. Bye."

Michonne ended the call, placing it back on the receiver.

Michonne was thankful for her best friend Rosita helping out tonight. Michonne met Rosita four years ago outside of a club, when she was having an argument with her boyfriend at the time. Breaking the fight up and taking her inside to calm her down, they got on well and chatted about everything. Rosita came to work for Michonne from that day forward.

Rick had left not that long afterwards, as he was coming back later to pick her up when her night shift had ended.

Michonne went to check on the rest of "Disco Inferno". She made her first stop at the toilets where a girl was being sick over the toilet.

"Oh no. Come on sweetie, I think you have had enough."

Michonne pulled back her hair, trying not to heave herself. She couldn't stand the smell or the sight of any sick no matter how many times she had seen it over the years. Michonne helped the blonde woman outside and put her in a taxi and sent her home.

Michonne pulled out a cigarette and lighter from her packet and lighting the cigarette up.

"Ty, what did I tell you about letting the trash in?"

He looked at her confused. Tyreese was a big man who's strong, wise, and very compassionate to others. He was a bit too nice sometimes.

"Mike, He's banned. Don't let him in again." She said, taking a drag from her cigarette.

"Ok, Michonne. I am sorry!" Tyreese held his hands up, with a smile on his face.

"Next time, I fire your ass. If I see him in my club." She blew out smoke from her mouth, wrapping her free arm around her chest.

"And then, you will have to explain to your sister why I fired you," she took another drag from her cigarette, laughing. And flicking the ash to the side.

"And you know Sasha is crazy. It is why Daryl keeps his damn distance from here, these days." They both laughed together.

After about 5 minutes, Michonne checked her watch on her wrist and her break was over. She took a few more drags, before placing the end of the cigarette in an ash tray.


Michonne spent the next few hours serving customers, tidying tables, and chatting with customers. 12.30 am came and it was time for the club to close. Maggie, Sasha, Andrea, and Jesus, all tidied the bar, cleaned tables, and re- stocked the fridges for the next night. Michonne counted up the takings for the day and sealing them away in the safe. They had had another busy night as Disco Inferno was thriving. It was just a little after 1 am when they had finished. Michonne let everyone out first, turning the club lights off behind her for the night, and locking the doors shut.

"Have fun tonight. We want to know everything tomorrow, well today." Andrea laughed, whilst walking backwards.

Michonne stood outside on the pavement lighting a cigarette, watching her friends walk away. She was smiling to herself at what Andrea said, whilst she waited for her ride to come.


After a few minutes of nothing but an eerie silence, and the trees blowing in the wind. Michonne heard the sound of a car roaring down the street. She turned her head to the side towards the direction she thought it was coming from.

She saw Rick's midnight blue Gran Torino car speeding down the street. Screeching to a hold in front of her.

Michonne stepped in the car leaning over and placing a kiss on Rick's lips, slipping her tongue inside. She pulled back opening her eyes and looking at Rick who licked his lips, smiling at him.

"How was work?" Rick asked, as he put his car into drive and sped off down the road heading towards Michonne's apartment.

"Good. I had to deal with Negan and Mike tonight, again," she answered.

Rick snarled, tightening his grip on the steering wheel. Two names and two exes Rick didn't like hearing about. Negan, who was too damn cocky for Rick's liking and he never understood why Michonne associated herself with him. And Mike. Rick didnt event want to think about Mike. He doesn't get why he's still hanging around her. Even though Rick and Michonne weren't official, Rick was very protective of Michonne.

She could see the shift in his facial expressions, so she placed a hand on his bicep squeezing tightly. He turned to look at her and her smile, softened his mood. Rick didn't want them to ruin his night, now morning with Michonne.


After pulling up at Michonne's apartment and parking his car, they climbed out. Rick placed his hands within Michonne's, their fingers intertwined, and swinging their arms together. Reaching the building and pressing for the lift, they both walked inside with Rick standing behind Michonne, wrapping his arms around her waist. He placed kisses on her exposed neck, and she closed her eyes getting lost in Rick's touch. After the elevator pinged they both stepped out, walking down the brown corridor, where they stood outside Michonne's apartment door. She fumbled with her keys in the lock.

They both walked through the front door. This was the first time Rick had been inside Michonne's apartment, she flicked on the switch where they were greeted by her two cats. One was a black cat and the other a ginger cat. They both were meowing, and purring around their legs.

"They are called moon, and shine. Moon is the black cat and Shine is the ginger one," she said, as she closed her front door.

"Do you like cats?" she asked, placing her bag on the cloak stand.

"No. I am more of a dog person, but I can get used to them for you," Rick nuzzled his face in Michonne's neck causing her to giggle.

"I need to feed them otherwise they will just keep meowing all morning, and we don't want to be disturbed... do we?" she rubbed her fingers through the scruff of his beard.

Rick was grinning from ear to ear as he dropped his gaze to the floor and spoke.

"No, no we don't," he said as he looked back up at her. Rick's blue eyes were starting to distract Michonne from her task.

She ran to the kitchen turning on the light, grabbing the cat food from the cupboard and filling both bowls up. Placing the packet in the bin and then turning the kitchen lights off. Michonne jogged back over to Rick, pulling her jacket off, placing it on the couch behind her. She caught her lips with Rick's in a kiss that quickly became passionate. Pulling her lips away she spoke between re -capturing her lips with his.

"I will give you a tour, in the morning. Promise. But first..."

Rick nodded wrapping his hands around her waist, gliding his hands down to her bum cheeks where he grabbed both of them tight in his hands. He had wanted to have a feel for a while now and he couldn't wait to see her ample arse with no clothes on. Michonne let out a loud moan; Rick pushed his pelvic area, into hers as they continued to kiss. Michonne leaned over in Rick's arms and turned the lights off.

Rick picked her up carrying her through her apartment, wrapping her legs around his waist. She could feel his erection through her jeans. Michonne rotated her hips over his bulge, where he gripped her tighter.

"The bedroom, It's the second door on the left," she said in between kisses.

They walked through the beaded curtains, and Michonne was still kissing on Rick's lips. Her hands running through the back of his wavy hair, she lightly tugged on the ends. Finding that this was one of her favourite places for her hands to be.

Rick placed Michonne on her bed and she started to undress quickly. Taking off her shoes and throwing them on the floor, she pulled her top off over her head and flung is somewhere in her bedroom. Michonne unzipped her jeans and pulled them down her toned thighs; as she did her breasts were bouncing. Rick was watching Michonne and it was like it was in slow motion for him.

"Rick." Michonne breathed, as she removed her black lace thong down her legs. She noticed that he wasn't getting undressed as he was too busy watching Michonne.

Rick got undressed tugging his shirt of his toned forearms; he unzipped his denim jeans and pulled them down his muscular thighs, along with his blue boxers. He stepped out of them, kicking them behind him where he stood in front of Michonne in all his naked glory.


Michonne raised her eyebrow at Rick. She was amazed by his length. He had some impressive inches on him. He was uncircumcised with a nice thick girth. He was standing at attention for her. She bit down on her lip. Michonne kneeled on the edge of her bed motioning for Rick to walk towards her and he did. They both were looking into each other's eyes as Rick walked over to her, stopping in front of her. Rick bent down and cupped her chin in his hands hungrily kissing her mouth. Michonne ran her hands up the top of his thighs where she took a hold of his erection. The warmth from her hand causing a reaction from Rick. He let out a gasp of air, pulling his lips away from Michonne's. He watched her move her hands slowly and lightly at first up and down, using his own pre cum to lube himself. She started to increase pressure of her grip and lightly squeezed.

"Ohhh"

Rick opened his mouth slightly watching Michonne. Then he tipped his head back and closed his eyes when she wrapped her warm, moist mouth around the tip of his penis head. Rick ran his hands through his hair. Michonne started slowly at first, exploring with her tongue and mouth all over him.

"Ohhh that's so good Michonne," Rick groaned, biting down hard on his bottom lip.

Michonne never expected Rick to be a vocal lover in bed, but the more he was moaning and talking, it was making her dripping wet and turning her on. She couldn't wait for him to be inside her finally.

Rick looked back down at Michonne as she looked up with her big brown eyes, her looking at him was nearly his undoing.

Michonne relaxed her throat taking more of him in, she started to suck Rick deeper. She pushed down humming onto his shaft, loosening her throat. Michonne wrapped her fingers around him moving her head backwards and forwards. She released him from her mouth and she started to kiss, lick and suck on his balls. Michonne then placed her lips back on his length finding a rhythm between her mouth and hand.

Rick was squirming underneath her and starting to tense, he didn't want to cum in her mouth even though he was close.

"You're going to have to stop," Rick just about managed to get out.

She gently ran her tongue down from the top to the base, one more time removing her lips and tongue.

Rick gently pushed Michonne back onto the bed and climbed on top of her kissing her lips.

He kissed down her collarbone, kissing each breast and sucking on her hard nipples, Michonne was wriggling underneath him. She needed that contact with him. He continued down her body alternating between kissing, licking, and sucking on her flesh. Michonne laced her fingers back through his curls pushing his head down; she needed to feel his mouth on her folds.

Rick chuckled to himself as he knew what she wanted. Without denying her any longer he came down to the lower part of her body, she had a perfect landing strip with just a little patch of hair, where the top of her clit peeked out.

Rick kissed her inner thighs and licked, he could tell she was getting impatient as she was moaning with anticipation.

She gasped so loud when he took that first lick. He then covered his lips tenderly sucking her juices. He began licking her lightly with the tip of his tongue and using a lot of pressure. Rick then covered her clit in his mouth, sucking it gently. He then went to start swirling his tongue back around her clit.

"Ohhhh"

Rick was making noises against her pussy as if he couldn't get enough of what she was giving him. He wasn't just licking her he was eating up every inch of her.

Michonne started pushing her breasts in the air and rising her hips off the bed as her left hand gripped the edge of the bed. Her left leg was raised with her foot on the bed, and where Rick had her right leg opened wide they were holding hands.

Rick had his tongue buried deep in her sweet, wet pussy.

Michonne felt like she needed to catch her breath. Rick's thick tongue, his pink pouty lips, his beard brushing against her inner thighs. It was all working her to that orgasm. Then he pushed two fingers inside her walls sliding in and out as he continued to flick across her clit. Rick then went to kissing her folds as he pumped two fingers in and out. Michonne curled her toes, her eyes rolled back and she started to shake. Rick had hit that unknown place within her, causing her to erupt.

"Ohhh God. There... Keep going there... please Rick," she begged.

Rick kept going until Michonne's climax had ended. Removing his fingers slowly and twirling his tongue a few more times over her slippery folds. He was drinking up all her cum as he moaned into her pussy. Rick never knew it could taste or feel this good.

Rick kissed back up Michoone's body and slowly got up off the bed, standing at the edge of her bed looking down at her. She pressed her thighs together, with her hands behind her head.

"Rick that was... I can't even describe," she shuddered at the thought.

He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. Michonne sat up, as Rick grabbed her foot dragging her to the end of the bed.

"That was so good... better than good," she sighed.

He leaned in and kissed her lips, as she moved her hands through the scruff of his beard. Massaging his tongue with hers and placing a few more long kisses on her lips before he spoke.

"Lean back," she slowly nodded Michonne laid back down on her back, and Rick pulled her lower bottom half near to the edge of the bed.

Her legs high and spread open, Rick rubbed his thumb over her clit down to her opening, spreading her juices over herself. Michonne was still tingling from her orgasm and whimpered from Rick's touch.

"Mmmm" she moaned.

Rick pinned Michonne's left leg back over his shoulder and he opened her wide for him. With her other leg Michonne draped it around his waist. Rick stroked himself a few times before he spoke.

"Watch me. Watch me enter you Michonne," Rick looked down at her magnificent naked body. Pinching her nipples between his fingers. She sat up on her elbows looking as he entered her, he put in the tip of the head first. He could feel a slight pressure around him. Michonne was clenching her muscles around him. Rick pushed in inch by inch until he was all the way in. Michonne rolled her eyes back in her head and fell back down on the bed.

Rick started giving Michonne slow, deep thrusts at first.

"Michonne, baby you feel- amazing,"

"Does it feel good?" he asked.

"So, good Rick," she muttered.

"Do you want more?"

"Hmmm," she moaned out.

"Turn around Michonne," he growled.

Rick pulled himself out and saw her wetness coating him. It felt heavenly to be inside of her core so he wanted to be back inside her soon.

He turned Michonne over grabbing his hands on her waist; she was on her knees that were, spread out. Rick bent down and licked her from behind. On his way to standing on his feet, he saw that arse that he had wanted to see for so long, he bit down on each cheek. When a moan slipped from her lips, e slapped each of her cheeks.

Rick then stood up behind Michonne and spread her bum cheeks wide watching himself re-enter her soaking wet folds. Rick loved how Michonne took every inch of him.

Rick gripped his fingers and squeezed tight as he started to pick his pace up. With every fast movement he made, he was causing her cheeks to jiggle in his hands.

Rick was holding onto Michonne's hips, pulling her back onto him. Then he would stop all of his movements and hold her in place. He would push a deep thrust into her and Rick would hold it for a few seconds before he started moving again. Every time he did this Michonne cried out.

"Shit, Rick,"

Michonne gripped onto her bed sheets, with her eyes closed. All that could be heard was Rick's grunts' her heavy breathing, and skin slapping against skin. Michonne lightly bit down on her arm. She was starting to feel shaky on her knees.

Rick was scanning his eyes over her smooth defined back. Rick slowed down again.

He wanted to watch Michonne cum, so he pulled out and turned her around quickly on her back and entered her again in one quick motion. It was so quick that it felt like he never left.

Michonne was sighing loudly when Rick started the heavy strokes of movement. He sucked a nipple into his mouth as he continued to work his hips, giving it to Michonne hard. She gripped onto his forearms, with her nails digging into his skin.

Rick placed both of Michonne's legs over his shoulders, pumping into her until they both came together. Rick came first then followed by Michonne who came harder than she had ever done before. Michonne was panting, rolling her head from side to side screaming his name.

"Rick...Rick... Rick... OH RICK."

An hour later as Michonne and Rick slept, un-named man washed up on Atlanta beach.


Authors note:

I wonder who the mystery body is?

Not going to lie don't know where I am going with this for a while. But it will be based around 70s era and some talk about drug usage and that whole decade. So just a warning with that for future chapters. Other characters will eventually be involved.

You would have guessed in this story that Michonne is Carl's mother. And I wouldn't have it any other way. I think it feel right for this story. And more will eventually be talked about what went on how he got in her care. Rick isn't Carl's dad in this story, doesn't mean to say he eventually won't be. We will have to wait and see.

Next chapter- we will see this case that Rick and Shane will be investigating. Carl will also be introduced.

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